#thrist trap fic

[littleredwritingcat]

Happy Holidays beautiful HamFam!

I wanted to leave you all with a new chapter before I sail off to the tundras of (I kid you not) Kansas-land.

And I hope you're ready for the communion wine to hit the fan! Quick reminder, this fic is strictly 18+ so please be aware of that.

At any rate - enjoy, you stone-cold weirdos and delicious sinners!

Preview:

“Paul…you’re a priest.”

“I noticed. Yeah.”

He makes a show of looking down at himself as if seeing it all for the first time.

“So, I don’t want to be the – the Whore of Babylon, or whatever. Coming in here and destroying everything. You know - your church, your career. You’d never live through Bev’s absolute rage.”

His sigh shifts the entire piece of furniture you’re sharing.

“And unless you’re thinking of becoming an Episcopalian, I can’t just, um, be your girlfriend.”

Paul mutters something about “half-baked bastardized Papistry,” and you crack a faint smile.

“That’s a ‘no’ on conversion, then.”

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[april-17-rose]

Self-rec time! What are your favorite five fics/art/edits that you've created and why? After replying to this ask, feel free pass on to five other writers to spread the love. 💗

How Could I Fall For You

Would be my favorite fic I’m writing at the moment. Tom is by far my fav dark wizard and Antonin is a close second not only are they competing for Hermione in this fic they are competing for my top spot 😩😩 and I want both 🤷🏻‍♀️ so I made this fic so I can write them both💕

Tomione/Antomione

Summary: Antonin Dolohov has had his prisoner/lover, Hermione Granger, for two years now, but The Dark Lord with his new appearance has a request of Antonin.

and my fav edits I’ve made

Tomione Starter Recs

Tomione WIPs I’m Reading

Tom Riddle Thirst Trap 😩

Mattheo Riddle Thirst Trap

[baddestbittyontheblock]

choi seungcheol fic recs

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✧*:·˚ hi everyone!! here is a list of all the fics that are my favs with tagged writers/authors ✧*:·˚

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♡ﾟ･🍓 down bad (so so bad) by @lovelyhan seungcheol x pet-sitter!reader (ft. exo's sehun just 'cause LOL) | friends to lovers, lots of denial, a twinge of fluff, smut, graphic sexual content (MINORS DNI), 5.7k

-it’s not like you’re curious about how the word would taste in your mouth whenever seungcheol calls himself daddy while talking to kkuma. nope. definitely not. 

♡ﾟ･🍓 thirst trap by ^ choi seungcheol x reader | established relationship, fluff, smut, implied hand kink?, graphic sexual content (minors dni!!), 2.8k

-whne your boyfriend posts a deliberate thrist trap for millions to see, you end feeling just a little bit sulky.

♡ﾟ･🍓 seungcheol blurb by @sluttywonwoo  choi seungcheol x reader | smut

-s/o is having a rough day so seungcheol takes his time eating her out

♡ﾟ･🍓 the morning by @venerex gn!reader x scoups | mentions of previous sexual activity

-the sunlight from your bedroom windows makes you squint as you try to open your eyes, blinking away the sleep while the light vibrations from someone’s texting hum through the room – 

♡ﾟ･🍓 always better by ^ scoups x f!reader | oral (f receiving), overstimulation, talks about preferences in bed, reader has stretch marks

-"you mean like, something like spanking?"

♡ﾟ･🍓 distracted by @bluejeanstrash choi seungcheol x reader | suggestive conversation, mild smut

-you get distracted by seungcheol’s arms during your dinner date. that’s it. 

♡ﾟ･🍓 love no longer by @vnti-vntiety-recs dom!s.coups x fem!reader | smut/slight humor?, MDNI, 18+, mentions of drinking, sexual acts, face fucking/deep throat, a lil man handling, rough cheol, asphyxiation, overstimulation, lying for a bet, 5.1k

-what happens when your friends dare you to break up with your boyfriend over text?

♡ﾟ･🍓 dating seungcheol feels like... by @ssentimentals choi seungcheol x reader

-being in a cocoon of safety and care.

♡ﾟ･🍓 open your eyes by ^ seungcheol x gn!reader | friends to lovers au featuring mutual pining and a bit dumb seungcheol

-'all this time, it was always, it has always been you.'

♡ﾟ･🍓 boyfriend headcannons by @sweetkpopmusings  boyfriend!seuncheol x gn!reader | fluff, 1.3k

-seungcheol is 100% boyfriend material and the bestest boy.

♡ﾟ･🍓 baguette by @bwinnies choi seungcheol x reader | fluff , some cursing , food is mentioned (they’re in a grocery store) , seungcheol may make u kinda weak ngl, 1.2k

-to choi seungcheol, you are the epitome of perfection.

♡ﾟ･🍓 seungcheol boyfriend habits by @odxrilove choi seungcheol x reader | headcannons, fluff, established relationship

-zips your jackets up whenever it's cold

♡ﾟ･🍓 towards the sun by @cheolism choi seungcheol x reader | angst and comfort, insecurities. mentions of depression, anxiety. seungcheol talking abt his own struggles with depression. quiet anger, crying. seungcheol loves you sm and spoils you accordingly. childhood sweethearts, promise rings. you two worship each other <3 tons of metaphors.

-sometimes you wonder if seungcheol will one day regret being tied to you.

♡ﾟ･🍓 frozen cold proposal by ^ seungcheol x reader | cursing, bickering but nothing serious. a little brother is mentioned. a lot of choi seungcheol stubborness, 1.5k

-seungcheol is stubborn and decides to try and make soup over the fire. you stumble upon a surprise in his pockets when trying to huddle against him for warmth.

♡ﾟ･🍓 all through the night by @sluttywoozi choi seungcheol x fem!reader | M (18+), 4.5k

-you've been working too hard and sleeping too little, an unfortunate habit of yours. not to worry, cheol has a way of getting you to sleep.

♡ﾟ･🍓 argument by @sweetiesicheng seungcheol x reader

-"no, you're not listening to me! it was just for two seconds, and my manager wanted us to have the photo taken,"

♡ﾟ･🍓 kick in the right direction by @httphannie football player!seungcheol x fem mascot!reader | fluff, comedy

-t's obvious choi seungcheol has a crush on you but no one expected him to launch a football at you.

♡ﾟ･🍓 bad habits by @honeykyeom frat president!seungcheol x gn!reader | 18+ content, (oral (male receiving), teasing reader and teasing seungcheol, college party setting)

-you and seungcheol had been talking for awhile, almost 2 months; you could say you knew his style and type.

[thyluvcupix]

Sakuatsu fic recs!

im very picky on what i label to be a 'good fic' most of the ones are amazing but only a few will get bookmarkerd by me and here they are! My ao3 acc that has many more book marks mostly nsfw i diddnt put here

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A liar's truth 49k words

okay this one is just breathtaking? if you havent read this pls do i cried sm😭

summary:

In which Sakusa Kiyoomi is raised to believe that gay people go to hell but then takes one look at Miya Atsumu and thinks, then why the hell did God make them so fucking hot?

2

I'll see you in court, motherfucker 2k words

its short and funny def worth a read if you wanna giggle

Summary:

“You’re still a fraud. You’re—you’re a scammer, is what you are. I don’t know how you convinced the hospital administration that you’re my husband, or that we even have a relationship, but I have—” Fuck, what’s the word? “Lawyers,” Kiyoomi says triumphantly, “I have lawyers, and if you’re trying to con me for some ulterior motive, I’ll have you know—” “Oh my god, Omi,” Miya says, sounding equal parts exasperated and horribly fond. “How can you be so cute?”

A pleasant side effect of being down one vestigial organ is forgetting the existence of your hot Olympic athlete husband

3

The 28 post cards you left me 8k words

Honestly, if i ever break up with someone this is exactly what i want from them? Like omg?? pls send me post cards, Super cute

Summary:

Atsumu takes texting your ex to a new level by sending Sakusa postcards in Animal Crossing instead.

4

The art of the thrist trap 4k words

naughty naughty, but other than that this fic is so funny? like ask ur brother how to rizz someone up

Summary:

“Samu, I’ve got a big problem.”

“Here we fuckin’ go. What is it this time?”

Atsumu needs to think strategically about how he’s going to phrase this. One wrong word and Osamu will hang up on him and Atsumu will be forced to wade through the hell of his own mind by himself.

“I jerked off to one of my teammates.”

Osamu hangs up.

5

Problem 5k words

super cute sleepy omi is something else

Summary:

Atsumu has a problem— somehow, he finds every version of Sakusa Kiyoomi adorable.

In which Atsumu realizes that Sakusa Kiyoomi gets very quiet and very adorable when he's tired. Things simply go downhill from there.

6

Take me where the music aint to loud 2k words

Protetive sakusa>>

Summary:

Winning against the Adlers must have meant something of a great deal to Sakusa, as usually he wouldn’t even consider going out with the rest of his team after the game.

Yet, here he is, in a somewhat crowded club, wearing a black button up shirt rolled up around his wrists and sweating a little under the bright lights.

Atsumu thinks he looks beautiful.

He wanders over to where Sakusa is standing with Meian, hoping that tonight, with a little bit of influence from alcohol, he might be able to get more conversation out of him than he can usually get outside of practice.

But of course, Atsumu can’t have anything good, ever. Because, blocking the way is his ex-boyfriend.

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or; atsumu runs into his ex in the club, and sakusa has to rescue him

7

ROAD RAGE 2k words

This is funny on so many levels poor atsumu he fears for his life

Summary:

For a man who preaches at any given opportunity about the importance of good self-care practices, Sakusa certainly displays an astounding lack of self-preservation when behind the wheel.

Sakusa Kiyoomi has a driver’s license. Sakusa Kiyoomi cannot drive.

The two are not mutually exclusive.

8

The ascent to love (or descent) 3k words

Im always a sucker for hurt/comfort and this fic gives me that, its also funny as well so its a win-win type thing

Summary:

Stuck in an elevator with his boyfriend after a fight, Sakusa Kiyoomi couldn't think of anything worse. Working through their issues?  Maybe he could think of one thing.

9

Take me home 10k words

i just cannont stress how good this is, like its soul healing on so may levels gosh

Summary:

Turns out, Miya Atsumu never did a good thing in his life – his love was one-sided. And so, he was running away, hoping to meet some friendly people, take a bunch of pretty pictures and get over Kita Shinsuke.

In which Miya Atsumu is an exchange student in Italy, and Sakusa Kiyoomi is the only one knowing Japanese, forced to take care of the new student.

10

Hope is the thing with feathers 10k words

Two dummies taking care of some birds is honestly to good

Summary:

Kiyoomi wakes to Miya banging on his door, yelling words that put the fear of god in him.

“Omi-kun, get out here, we’re gonna be fathers.”

11

In the stars 1k words

In all honesty it made me think of the other side of love i never thought about

Summary:

Miya Atsumu is a romantic. He always had been. He believes in soulmates and destiny and true love in the stars. Sakusa Kiyoomi believes none of that.

My ao3↵

[oxfordslutphase]

First Time For Everything? 🙊

Thanks for the tag @cha-melodius! I've never really done one of these tag game things, but putting myself out there is a goal of 2024 so voila.

Posting this on this here sideblog because I decided a decade ago that I wouldn't fuck up the vibes on main with non-aesthetic fandom content (a silly choice, but I'm sticking to it!!! @saintroux if you like artsy vibes and a lot of photos of naked ladies I guess)

Last song: Currently listening to Tres Hermanos while I write, but lately I've been bumping a lot of Searows and Lizzy McAlpine's new single 'Older'

Favourite Color: All variations of green. Green slaps.

Last film/show: Started rewatching Normal People with my partner last night. Recently enjoyed Triplets of Belleville as well!

Sweet/savory/spicy: savory probably??? I really like combos more than the individual flavor profiles though.

Last thing I googled: "Photo tour of houses used for [redacted]" for my top secret @aroyallybigbangrwrb fic (no spoilers yet 😏)

Last book: Recently finished How to Do Nothing by Jenny Odell. Currently reading Swimming in the Dark by Tomasz Jedrowski (a melancholy, but good read if you like coming of age queer fiction)

Relationship status: I'm solidly wifed up. 🫡

Current obsessions: Peanut butter toast, writing Nora dialogue in my RWRB fic, and parsing out whether Nick Galitzine knows all of his IG stories are flagrant thrist traps or not.

Not entirely sure how these work yet, so open tag I guess do this if you so desire!!! and also shooting my shot and tagging a few folks I follow on here? @firenati0n @eusuntgratie @bigassbowlingballhead @sparklepocalypse @kiwiana-writes @largepeachicedtea @hypnostheory @orchidscript @shirmirart @4rthurfox @anchoredarchangel

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#5

thrist traps and the trapped- b. barnes

pairings: bucky barnes x reader, peter parker, sam wilson, steve rogers, natasha romanoff, tony stark warnings: bucky thinks you’re hot bc you are, tiktok edits, bucky finding tiktok edits, embarrassment, i don’t know how i feel about this about: request! the avengers being introduced by Peter to thirst trap edits of themselves a/n: so i changed it up a little bit because i don’t usually do text/messaging fics, at least until i get a specific request for it and find an app that does that, so i just mentioned the groupchat and i hope that’s alright!! i also hate this title i will change it when i think of literally anything else

“she was into me,” sam insists, lifting his coffee cup as a way to make his proclamation more dramatic, “did no one see the wink?”

“there was something in her eye,” bucky replies dryly. steve shakes his head with a sigh.

they can hear music in the living room of the compound as they walk in, bucky automatically exhaling when he spots peter on the couch. sam shakes his head, sipping from his cup.

they walk behind the couch, peter seemingly not noticing them, entranced by the video he’s watching on his phone. out of the corner of his eyes, bucky catches a glimpse of what he’s watching. sam and steve notice when the screen begins to flash.

“what the—” bucky starts, his hands coming up to cover his eyes as he backs away from the couch, an arm stretching in front of him as a way to distance himself from peter. “i’m not going to ask, parker. just advising to not watch that,” he motions awkwardly, “here.”

“what?” peter cries, fumbling with his phone when he realizes the spy was behind him. he curses his spidey senses for being so useless in a time where he’ll probably need them more than as a precaution to stop a stabbing. “no! no—i’m—oh my god…”

“look, kid,” steve begins awkwardly, swallowing hard as he blinks distantly, “i know you’re—going through some, ahem, changes—”

“stop it please,” peter begs, “may has already told me this multiple times.”

“then why the fuck are you watching porn in the living room?” sam exclaims, “is multiple times not enough?”

“i’m not watching—” peter clears his throat, settling into the couch nervously, “i’m not watching porn,” he says, quieter now. he moves to grab his phone and the group of men back away.

“i do not need you to show me,” sam closes his eyes.

“i’m not watching—i’m watching an edit! of—of spiderman,” peter admits sheepishly.

“what the hell is an edit? another word for porn?” bucky retorts.

“you’re watching an edit of yourself?” sam asks, ignoring the confused glances the two super soldiers share behind him.

“i think it’s important to show thanks to my fans,” peter mumbles.

“what’s an edit?” steve wonders.

“it’s a—a compilation of footage that people put together and add music and lights and just video crap to make it flashy,” sam responds, squinting at peter, “lemme see.”

“no!” peter sputtered.

“fine. i’ll just tell y/n you watch videos of your ass on the couch when no one is home,” sam threatens, peter’s face flooding in red when he hears your name. he hates how obvious he is when he has a crush.

“you can’t tell her,” he warns, before bedrudgingly handing his phone to sam.

the phone is opened to an edit highlighting many of peter’s outings as spiderman, and it’s pretty much what sam expected, but bucky and steve are in awe of the transitions.

“there are some of you guys, too,” peter mutters through a heavy blush.

“really?” steve inquires, “show me.” bucky nods along.

-

when you arrive back at the compound, the entirety of the rest of the avengers are in the family area on their phones, different music bites clashing with each other and whoops and whistles going around. nat is smirking and tony is nodding approvingly, shoving his phone into steve’s face and forcing him to watch whatever is on his screen.

“what happened here?” you implore to the closest person to you, which happens to be sam, who is cocking his head at the video playing on his phone.

“peter told them about edits,” he answers nonchalantly, looking back up at you, “how come you never told me how good i look in that red shirt?”

“what?”

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#4

annoying neighbors and fake boyfriends- b. barnes

pairings: bucky barnes x reader, oc x reader warnings: nosy neighbors, mutual pining, fake dating about: request "You stayed over at my place one night but my nosy, annoying neighbour saw you leave. They always get on my case about being single so I told them that we’re dating to show them” a/n: you have no idea how much fun it was to write this. if you want a part two… i wil one hundred thousand percent give it to you. now. a confession, i wrote this and finished it like two days after you requested but got caught up with a bunch of requests and didn’t get the chance to edit. i hope you enjoy!!

the keys in your grasp jingle and clink against each other when you move to quickly lock your door, even through your attempts to keep the noise down. you cringe when the bronze key, settled between two others on both sides, clangs loudly against the metal of your doorknob. quickly wrapping your fingers around all of the keys while your other hand is pressed against the wood of your door, you hold your breath and shut your eyes as if it mutes the noise.

when you hear nothing, you sigh softly, letting the shoulders you hadn’t even realized had tensed drop down, clicking your lock closed. you move to pick up your bag, sure you’re safe when the door across from you suddenly opens, light spilling out along with the woman living in the apartment, nestled in a deep purple robe that she tugs against her form, hair parted as if she was in the middle of doing it.

“y/n!” she exclaims, eyebrows raising in surprise as she crosses her arms over each other, “where are you sneaking off to so early in the morning?”

you give her a tight smile, grip tightening around the straps of your bag. “i-”

miss sellack gasps before you can continue, a dramatic hand coming up to her lips, “have you finally gotten a boyfriend? i told gertie upstairs you could do it. she’s always saying how lonely you are and i can’t say i disagree, but i knew you could do it. no matter what anyone says.”

you force a dry laugh from your throat, nodding stiffly at her words, clearly dipped in condescension from the little smirk playing on her lips and the other quips she’d thrown at you when she saw you around the building. annoying little sad smiles when she’d spy you alone—which was most, if not all of the time—while she was always with her partner. sad pats on the shoulder and patronizing whispers of “it’ll be okay” or “there’s someone out there for you, too.” basically a pathetically thinly-veiled “you’re alone and will probably die alone, and i will never stop reminding you of it.”

“not exactly,” you tell her, “but thanks, i guess.”

she pauses and pouts for you, solemnly shaking her head, “you’ll find him,” she says, "someday."

you hum tensely, “right. have a nice day.”

-

“i don’t know why you don’t just ignore her or move out. you know you have a room here at the compound, and stark is all too happy to get you a better apartment in a better neighborhood with nicer neighbors,” natasha replies in response to the recount of your morning, stirring her tea with a short green stick.

“she makes good cookies!” you defend, your words the complete truth; sellack made amazing cookies, and you’d take her deprecating actions for the large can of the cookies she gave you every few months—however, it didn’t mean you had to like it. “and bad neighbors are everywhere,” you point out. “besides, i like not depending on tony that much. i feel like he’d kick me out or something if i made him mad enough, it’s just like i’d have to pay a debt if i lived on him. it makes me feel a little more… normal, too.”

“like you’re not an ex-assassin newly reformed avenger?” natasha asks.

“like i’m not an ex-assassin newly reformed avenger,” you confirm. “just someone with no special skills and an annoying neighbor that won’t shut up about the fact that i’m single and pointing it out a little bit snobbier each time.”

"the epitome of normal if i've ever heard it," natasha grins.

you laugh. "exactly."

"besides," natasha starts, "you know she's wrong. if you were to, you already know that the minute you start to look, there'll be a line forming out your door. all the recruits are already head over heels for you, never mind barnes."

blushing, you shake your head, “you’re not still with that, are you?”

“i only speak the truth,” your friend shrugs, taking a sip of her drink. her eyes trace over your face before looking at something over your shoulder. “speak of the devil,” she smiles.

two hands, one warm and one cold but both soft, fall on each of your shoulders, fingertips beginning to gently dig into your skin in a sort of pre-massage. you can’t hold back the smile that graces your lips, tilting your chin up to meet bucky’s eyes over you, “hello.”

“hey,” he grins, “‘wanted to remind you that movie night is at yours tonight.”

you raise a brow, “is it now?”

bucky nods, “we are tired of tony being so loud, we can’t hear the movie, and steve’s already hosted, meaning we’ll be heading to your lovely neighborhood and trying to squeeze into your living room.”

you laugh, “alright. but one of you will have to watch the television from the bed in my room because you guys take up much more space than my apartment was made for.”

“‘s alright, i guess some of us will just have to squeeze in there,” bucky winks, making you chuckle.

“just try to not leave at three this time, my neighbor insisted i was in some sort of cult last time.”

“promise, doll,” bucky swears, “i will not leave your apartment at three in the morning.”

-

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1,078 notes - Posted January 4, 2022

#3

blush- b. barnes

pairings: bucky barnes x reader, steve rogers warnings: flustered!bucky like stupidly so about: request! Bucky was never a ‘ladies man’ in the 40’s (him and Steve made a pack to talk the other up no matter what to other guys) so when Y/n makes a move on him he gets all flustered and doesn’t know what to do… a/n: [shortie but a goodie i hope] i had to find out cucumbers are fruit for this fic and i am not okay with this information.

the effect you have on bucky drives him nearly as insane as you do, with your flirty smiles and winks he’s only half sure are meant for him. his crush on you is embarrassingly obvious—at least he thinks so, but he can’t control the blush that colors his skin whenever you blow a kiss at him after you catch him looking at you, or he turns to meet the eyes already on him.

steve stifles laughter each time bucky is left with only a wobbly little smile and longing eyes when you walk past and brush past his arm, your fingers lingering around his bicep for a few seconds too long for it to be friendly as you apologize.

bucky grumbles about how his friend isn’t—or at least wasn’t—much better than he is, but however true it may be, it falls flat when he nearly trips over his own feet when you wave at him while you run past him with an excited “hi bucky!”

you’re even gracious enough to pretend not to see when he clumsily waves back and almost crashes against a tree, although sam certainly isn’t, only somewhat quieting down when you smack at his arm.

he’s never been good at this, and he wasn’t expecting something like that to change, but he’d always trusted that he could at least be decent when it mattered.

like now. when you’re alone in the kitchen and bucky wants to ask you to go with him to the gala steve was forcing him to go to. he’d been forgoing it only because each time he saw you, there were other avengers in the room, most of which he would definitely mind seeing him getting rejected.

but then your eyes meet his and your face breaks out into the smiles that make him go a little dumb, and he realized he can’t be decent at this even when it matters.

“hey, bucky,” you greet happily, grabbing the plate of chopped fruit you’d cut for yourself and walking toward him. “d’you want some cucumber?” you offer, lifting the container.

bucky nods thoughtlessly, taking some of the cucumber and eating it. “that’s really good,” he praises, words muffled. “best cucumber i’ve ever had.”

you laugh, only urging bucky to eat more and bring that sound back. “thanks. i’m glad you like it.”

“uh huh,” he mumbles, shoving more cucumber between his lips.

“what’s that?” steve asks when he enters the kitchen, and even though bucky knows otherwise, it makes him feel better to blame it all on steve, his own silent thoughts lying when he briefly lies to himself in believing that steve interrupted just when he was going to ask you to be his date.

“chopped cucumber with lime and salt,” you reply. “want some? bucky liked it.”

steve furrows his brows, “bucky hates cucumbers. always has.” he shoots the man a look.

surprised, you turn to bucky, retracting the plate. “you do? you don’t have to eat any if you don’t want to, buck. seriously.”

“no,” bucky argues petulantly, reaching for more fruit, “i love cucumber.” he nods seriously, gesturing to steve and waving him off. “old.”

“thanks,” steve retorts, rolling his eyes and walking out as bucky continues to force more cucumber into his mouth.

you eye him suspiciously before simply nodding and taking some for yourself. “so what’re you doing in three days?”

“hmm?” bucky questions through a mouth full of the fruit he hates. “uh, the gala i think,” he replies when he forces it down, holding back a wince but still reaching for more.

you nod. “do you have a date yet?”

bucky freezes, nearly choking when a prospect of your words drifts through his mind. he shakes it away stubbornly, refusing to get his hopes up for something that was probably not going to happen. “no,” he answers finally.

you nod, dropping your eyes and biting your lip before inhaling shortly—gaining confidence—and giving him a small smile. “would you want to go with me?” you propose. “as a date?”

bucky actually chokes then, making a strange noise and then hitting a fist against his chest. your eyebrows furrow immediately and you put your plate down, getting closer to him. “oh my god, are you okay?”

bucky forces a nod and an awkward thumbs up.

“you’re choking!” you gasp, going to slap his back. he finally swallows it down and thanks you coarsely.

before you can take it back, bucky coughs out an enthusiastic yes, nodding madly.

“are you sure?” you question cautiously, “i almost killed you just now and i’m not that great of a dancer.”

bucky chuckles hoarsely, flushing at the way your fingers are still dancing along his back in soothing motions. “that’s okay. and it was my fault. i should learn how to…” he pauses, struggling to pinpoint exactly what went wrong. ”swallow correctly.”

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baby- b. barnes

pairings: bucky barnes x reader

warnings: it’s really all fluff, just intense mutual pining and flirting

about: request! Bucky and reader have tension with their crush on each other but are too stubborn to make a move. One day reader calls him by his Initials (B.B) in conversation but Bucky mishears it as “baby” and had to do a double take ?

you don’t seem to realize the blue eyes on you as you strap knives to your thighs, checking your weapons before you move to hide them along your body. cerulean irises follow your every movement, dragging on the shape of your thighs as you snap a gun into place on your hip. sam can notice you’ve caught him by the way you seem to take longer to adjust the holster along your thigh, running your fingers along your suit-covered skin longer than he’s ever seen you take.

bucky seems entranced, eyeing your hands as they move with sharp blades as you observe them in the light, a gentle index trailing over the sharp side, your lip quirking when you’re satisfied. he follows your hand as it goes to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, then as it loads a gun.

sam thinks how great you are with weapons is hot, too, but he doesn’t spend the entire quinjet ride staring at you.

he elbows bucky, raising an eyebrow at him when he finally tears his attention off of you—a few seconds late, might sam add. “you’re staring,” sam lets him know.

bucky shrugs, “she’s my friend.”

“she’s mine, too. ‘don’t catch me starin’ at her, do you?”

bucky turns back to you, “not since last time.”

sensing sam on the verge of responding like a smart ass, bucky stands, stepping over to you, swiping one of your favorite knives from the table next to you. your eyes only flicker up to him to make sure it is him before you look back down at the gun you’re cleaning, a smile making its way to your face.

“why don’t you do this before missions? like a responsible adult?” bucky asks, beginning to twirl the knife in his hands, you can’t help how your eyes catch on the movements of his fingers, breath catching for a moment before you force yourself to pay attention to what you’re doing.

“like you?” you ask, shaking your head when he shrugs.

“hardly’d call you a ‘responsible adult,’” you grin, remembering a few weeks prior, when bucky had set out all of the things he was planning on using today to clean since he “hadn’t in a while.” you can also recall him sticking his metal fingers in the toaster and nearly electrocuting himself, having to make his way to shuri shortly after.

bucky grunts, stopping his playing with your knife, “now why wound me like that, doll?”

you laugh, putting the gun you were cleaning and reaching for your dagger, grabbing the blade half and poking bucky in the chest with the handle, “i can’t wound you any worse than you can wound yourself, mister i-get-myself-stabbed-every-three-days.”

“worth it to see you play nurse. you get cute all worried.” your face heats, shaking your head.

“yeah? maybe i should get stabbed then, see how cute you are.”

“no, no, no, no getting stabbed. i’ll spend every second right next to you if i hav’ta to make sure.”

“good,” you nod, “i’m planning on doing that anyways seeing your history.”

“and i’m irresistible and you’re unable to say away,” bucky adds with a wink.

“that, too.”

-

natasha raises a groomed eyebrow at the sight of you and bucky behind the island in the kitchen, cocking her head as she observes you offer a spoon of nutella to the super soldier. from her place on the couch, she purses her lips when you dip your finger in the chocolate, about to lick it off yourself when bucky suddenly does it for you. you laugh, lightly pushing him away and teasingly reprimanding him with the spoon in your hand. bucky shrugs, his eyes dragging over the way you take the spoon for yourself, continuing to do what you were.

shaking her head, natasha turns back, deciding she has to do something about you two if the both of you continue like this as you have for the past few months. as sweet as it was to see the two people who most deserved love get it, it was getting painful to watch you be so into each other without doing anything about it because you “weren’t sure if he feels the same way.” she’d rolled her eyes at you then, and she would now.

“bucky!” you laugh, natasha not even bothering to turn around. you blink up at bucky, accusing eyes settling on the playful glint in the sea blue of his irises. he smiles in the way that makes butterflies erupt in your stomach, lets you take a peek into the teasing personality he’d gotten stripped away from him all those unfair years ago.

“oops, doll. accident,” bucky shrugs, raising a hand up to your chin again, a tender thumb reaching to swipe the chocolate he’d rubbed on you off of your nose. his palm is warm against your skin, leaving a trail of gentle heat that rushes into your cheeks.

“yeah, sure.” you scoff out, blinking away the daze you had been caught in, his lips frozen in your mind. gently shaking your head, you go back to what you were doing, “about as much of an accident as this will be.”

“what wi—”

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My #1 post of 2022

hopeless- b. barnes

pairings: bucky barnes x reader, natasha romanoff, steve rogers, tony stark. oc warnings: kidnap, torture, reader is threatened, rejection, ANGST about: request! “where bucky nd reader have a big argument nd then she storms out in the middle of the night leading to her being kidnapped. Then the whole time she thinks bucky isn't coming for her due to the fight” a/n: phew this took a hot minute. my longest fic. do not like the ending, but i hope you enjoy!!

bucky’s smile is wide as he observes you flit about your room, a silly twinkle in his eyes while they observe your exaggerated thinking gesture, obviously dramatic in your search for his next book to read. he leans against your wall, amused by your pulled features as they contemplate two different books: one red and well-loved and one blue and weathered.

“hmm, do you want something sad and romantic that has lines that make me doubt that i’ll ever find love,” you begin, raising the blue book higher. “or something classic and sweet and scary?” you continue, shaking the red one.

“how could you doubt you’ll find love?” bucky wonders aloud then, and you turn to your bookshelf again just to get away from the intensity of his gaze. 

you shrug, unsure of how to respond, busying yourself with putting one of the books away.

“it’s you,” bucky continues, stressing the pronoun as if its implication is obvious. “you’ll get the best love. the pure and mushy type.”

the lazy shapes your fingers are rubbing into the spine of your book slow as you soak in the implications that bucky’s words carry with them. when you force yourself to meet his eyes, you’re unsurprised to find them on you already, but it’s startling to meet their depth, the way they were willing you to turn around without your knowledge. you begin to walk toward him, feigning your purpose as handing him the blue book.

“yeah?” you find yourself replying as you step forward slowly, searching for something deeper in bucky’s face as it breaks out in a smile.

“yeah,” bucky agrees with dead-set certainty. “the universe would be insane for giving you anything less.”

you smother the bashful smile that fights to make only its whisper appear on your face, holding back the urge to look at the ground in overwhelming emotions due to the entirety of the situation—the implications that you’d thought ridiculous of you to even consider seeming more concrete with the honesty of the words that bucky promises to you, making his eyes gleam just a little bit brighter with an unbridled determination that you’d never seen before.

“anything less than what?” you ask, testing the waters simply for reassurance that might push you over an edge you aren’t sure you want to cross.

“anything less than what you deserve,” bucky clarifies. “the sweet, sappy love with the notes and pictures and gifts and safety and never letting you forget how loved you are. the basics.”

you cock your head at him, trying not to drown in the wishes you had listed long ago that tumble from bucky’s mouth. 

“oh,” you whisper, eyes flickering to the polaroids you have around your room, adorned with small, smudged words written messily in pen by bucky when he’d given them to you. there are post-its scrawled with his handwriting taped to your walls and hidden in a box underneath your bed. you can’t help but see the parallels between his explanation of the love you “deserve” and the love he constantly rains over you.

the attraction you’d begun to harbor for him yearns more at the possibility of it being returned—because here he is, laying it out for you with his reflection displayed on the plans.

“the universe would be insane to not give you that,” bucky goes on, the absolute resolve that you can make out in his words staggering. “anyone overall would be insane not to love you.”

there’s a twinkle in his eye that you’d grown used to, yet you observe when you look up at him again, what you were trying to do forgotten as you search his features. he doesn’t seem to acknowledge how deeply you scrutinize the softened lines of his face, the gentle lift of his lip as he looks at you.

you swallow, beginning to step toward him. “really?”

“yeah,” bucky replies like it’s obvious, nearly nonchalant but it fails with how deep his intent runs. 

you realize the space that separated you wasn’t all that large when you find yourself closer to him than you thought before, and your breath stalls, completely caught up in the moment. bucky doesn’t seem too different, dilated pupils unmoving from your face, tugging you closer without a single touch.

“oh,” you breathe out, goosebumps rising on your skin when bucky puffs out a gentle laugh, his hand reaching to set on your jaw.

“what?” he asks curiously, his thumb pressing soft shapes into your cheek.

it’s like honey, his touch, the severity of his stare clicking something inside of you that you’d been so afraid to open.

suddenly, you’re certain. because surely nobody can look at you the way bucky is looking at you—touch you with the care he treats you with, tell you all the things he whispers in your ear without reflecting the feelings you have for him.

“i love you,” you blurt, tangled in a breath with the relief of the admission finally meeting your tongue, watching as something passes through his face—surprise, at first, and then there’s a brief indication of relief, just a flash, gone quickly enough to let you believe it was simply a figment of your imagination. his fingers stop moving on your face, and suddenly his features harden, pulling his touch away entirely.

there are alarm bells ringing in your brain, because this is not going the way you’d convinced yourself it would. he was supposed to smile and kiss you clumsily, mumbling out that he loved you too and you would say obviously and he would laugh.

not removing himself from your reach, staring holes into your head, red bubbles of frustration darkening his eyes.

“what the fuck?” he snaps. and the words are so sudden and sharp that they nearly make you flinch, spine straightening with a velocity that jumbles your words with the speed at which they try to tumble from your lips. he either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care. 

“you what?” he demands, his tone foreign to your ears coming from the same lips that have never once let words edged with a raised tone slip past. bucky doesn’t speak to you like that. bucky doesn’t harden and bucky never raises his voice. not at you, never at you.

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[cakejerry]

just read a twitter fic thread about idol jungkook who fucks fan jimin after he notices him looking at thrist trap edits of jungkook.........how do i k*ll people with my mind, quick. Literally no shame anymore

[polikszena]

I spent the weekend at Lake Balaton with some friends and yesterday I had a sudden idea and wrote more than half of a fic in which Maverick and the Young Guns go on a vacation together, and it includes Payback and Fanboy being fed up with everybody assuming they do everything together and then trying to convince everyone that they can exist without the other, Phoenix and Coyote secretly dating (and walking around each other like living thrist traps), and Maverick having some fatherly feels.

Although I have no idea how or when I'm going to post it since Maggie, my OC is in it and this is way ahead the point I'm at in her story right now.

[butcher--bird]

I SUPPOSE ITS BEEN COMING TO THIS...

hey fellas, incase you havent seen my thread on twitter, im taking a break from twitter, from tumblr, and most importantly from this fandom. i hate drawing and i have no groove left anymore because ive made the royal mistake of only drawing MHA content. sure ill still post here sometimes, ill still draw hizashi and shouta, all the thing you all like, but im going to be focusing on art that i enjoy drawing. ive made a newgrounds account under the same name you can catch me at once i start uploadin. and as well as my deviantart also under the same name.

basically why ive decided to take a major break from the mha fandom because of all the genuinely upsetting content ive seen via twitter as well as here. im 16 going on 17 year old in2 days, i feel grossed out by adults drawing thrist traps about izuku and co who are the same age as me. but thats not the things that upsets me most, its all the rape, incest, pedophila. i cant do it anymore. i hate to be "that guy" but as a victim of all of these things i dont want to be associated with this shit anymore, everytime i open twitter im greeted by drawn child porn , incest what have you or some adult with MINORS DNI! in their bio and a disgusting name and icon following me and liking all my innocent drawings so naturally i dread opening these apps.

anywhoosies, i appreciate you reading this whoever you may be, youre cool. mutuals who want to stay in touch please dm me for my discord. i will not be responding to asks that bash me for my choice, maybe send an ask for cool things that i can draw that dont include mha, that would be better. i appreciate how highly youve all regarded me with my fanart, but i promise you i can do much, much more. ill come back with some banger erasermic fanart sometime soon. to all the big creators and bloggers whove reblogged my works everytime i posted, you the real ones and i always love seeing you in my notifs. obviously i will not be deactivating so feel free to browse my old selection of mha works. maybe ill keep writing fics too on my ao3. seeya later space cowboys!

[gracefulweather]

i made you a moodboard for an upcoming fic!!

younghoon is always ✨thrist trapping✨ us LMAO.

[ like idk why he keeps posting shirtless selfies in bed or who he is trying to seduce but it seems to be working on you ]

U SEND THIS JUST AS I SAVED H***J** PICS FOR THE PFP CHANGE?????? 🤡 ok fine i'll hold off on it for a bit longer LMAO

wait who/what is this upcoming fic????

HE CUTE but. that genre of younghoon pics is not my weakness. have you seen these:

catch my heart doin cartwheels THESE are the ones that work at seducing me uGH 🥺😭🥲😤💔💔💔

[theficrecfairy]

Do you have any recs of like Victuuri doing buzzfeed interviews because i absolutely adore those :3

Hello dear @sketchinstars!

I think I may have found what you are looking for. I’m not sure because I never read this kind of buzzfeed content, but even if it’s not, I found some very good reading material for you! ; )

The thrist trap, by CharmingMonsters. 19k, WIP.

Victor Nikiforov reads Thirst Tweets for a Buzzfeed video; Yuuri is anonymously quoted and wants to die. Phichit makes sure everyone is properly hydrated.

And now more buzzfeed content that I think are so worthy of your time!

11 times Viktor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki’s relationship was #goals, written by @snowdarkred. 1k, oneshot.

11 Times Viktor Nikiforov and Yuri Katsuki’s Relationship Was #goals. by Buzzfeed Staff • Thurs 1/20/2022. We can only dream of having this kind of love.

Hoping You’ll fall too, by @naamah-beherit . 4k, oneshot.

A lonely night and a Buzzfeed article can make a dangerous combination one’s rarely ready for. Or: drunk Yuuri makes questionable decisions, Viktor is a disaster gay, and Chris is done with this shit.

Hopeless Devoted, by @n3rdlif343va. 13k, complete.

As Yuuri adjusts to life in Russia as Viktor continues to be excited about the progression of their relationship. When Buzzfeed requests their participation in a love-themed Valentine’s Day couples article, Victor jumps at the chance, dragging a reluctant (but loving) Yuuri along with him.

I sign under whatever you give me saying this last author is fantastic! I’d love even her groceries list, yall!

That’s it dear! Hope you like what I brought you!

*accesses buzzfeed to know what on earth are those funny interviews*

~The Fic Rec Elf~

[gyllenhaalstories]

Yeah no florian is still posting thirst traps and vibing to gangsta rap on his instagram story and blessing us with his outfits. hes been busy bless him.

good for him! all i’ve been doing on insta is reposting reels in my stories of the little dark age remix with people recreating old paintings... florian and i clearly have different interests! i hope people still write for him, though! so his fans can have some good fics to read in between thrist traps! 

[sunjaesol]

Thoughts on 6x08 Blitzkrieg

I loved this episode, it was very nostalgic of season 3. Very fast and fluid. 

- So in the end, the only one left are Scott, Malia, Lydia, Liam and the sheriff. The rest we saw disappearing EXCEPT for Natalie, Lydia’s mom! Did Lydia just plainly forget about her mom? Because usually they know someone is missing and puzzle the pieces together but now they do not mention her at all! 

- So we know Stiles’ name... cool. It went by so subtle I almost didn’t realise it. 

- I didn’t like Hayden and Liam during this season because they just weren’t... interesting. Also just all the kissing wasn’t that appealing anymore. In episode one it was funny and cute, but now it’s just bleh. So I truly enjoyed the fact they said their “I love you”-s (without kissing!) and then Hayden sacrificing herself. 

- Mason disappearing. Great. 

- Aaand... Chris and Melissa. We did get a “Chris holding Melissa close to his chest”-moment. 

- Oh, and Peter getting taken AGAIN. It really isn’t his year. 

- I never thought they would take so many characters. It’s good, since they don’t need to waste time on ones we don’t need, giving more time to the problem solving. I makes me alugh though to think about Stiles’ face when one by one everyone comes in like “heyyy Stiles, long time no see.” 

- It was very intersting hearing Scott talk about biting Stiles, since it had come up before in season 3B when they thought he had frontotemperal dementia. I don’t think Scott will bite him, since the human aspect of the show always made it more special. Stiles becoming a werewolf (or whatever there exists) would be bad since we all love his character so much. That’s why they let Scott become a werewolf in the first minutes because we didn’t know him that well and only know who he is when he became a werewolf. 

- Parrish is a useless piece of crap. SORRY IT HAD TO BE SAID.

- It ticks me of a bit how they, for plot convience, not use there powers. Like I bet a banshee scream can cause a lot of havoc! 

- So... Claudia and Noah. I have a post about Claudia right here, explaining her purpose on this season. Read it if you’d like.

- The montage where Noah was pinning yarn from the bullitin board to the walls and floor, how everything just... appeared. Red stands for unsolved, perhaps just like the mystery that Stiles is? But the string let him remember. He suddenly remembered that Stiles was bad at lacrosse! (But he’s on the team nevertheless!) It also reminded me of the previous (see: better) intro of Teen Wolf when Stiles was staring through his investigation board at the mess of strings. It looked like that.    

- The end scene revealed that, when remembering a person, it will open the portal to the Hunt dimension/train station/whatever SO IN THE PROMO WE SAW THE BIGGEST SCILES MOMENT AND THE STYDIA KISS I AM READY. 

- Right, the whole history of the Nazi werewolf. We is creepy as fuck. Like how is he so conviently everywhere he needs to be. Why is everything going so smoothly? 

- Really? Part lion part werewolf? Really? 

- So he is part lion, part werewolf, has the strength of a Rider (he could take the whip) and now he’s also part Ghost Rider. And the prize for the best chimera goes to Mr. Douglas. 

- I was furious when they broke Kira’s sword. You disrespectful twats. 

- Theo... why’s he still here? 

- “I could see Stiles.” Well, how does that work? Did Stiles also see you? 

- Back to Mr. Douglas, what was his role in the Nazi army? I don’t quite understand how much power he had. And what is his purpose now? Creating a supernatural army? But how? I’m so confused, I swear he’s like Kate from season 4. Just poppin’ up everywhere with a thrist for vengeance without a real cause. I really hope they kill him of/lock him up/trap him in hell in 6x10 because I don’t want him to be a villain in 6B. 

-  When they say they need Stiles help for a plan, Malia says “He’s good at that.” How does she now? How much do they know of Stiles? 

- Peter coming in very conviently to save Malia (and Scott.) I don’t really get there relationship, because I’m quite sure Malia and Peter still not like each other. Allies, perhaps? 

- Okay, like, I think it will stick to be a brotp but... did you see that lil’ Scalia moment at the end of the episode when Malia comforted Scott? I don’t know.

- Lydia looked so good this episode, well, this whole season. I’m glad they salvaged themselves from those season 5 fiascos.  

- So they spend a whole season (A and B) explaining that a bashee and a hellhound have a connection, which is true, but when Lydia calls out for Parrish, he doesn’t respond. Like DUDE, seriously!? Parrish is also quite an odd character since he doesn’t have control over his powers. Anyone can rule over him. 

- Scott taking the hit from the wall for Malia was cute, gotta admit that. 

- The Hunt is afraid of Lydia... curious how that’ll work in 6x09 and 6x10

- From seeing the promo, I think Liam will be taken too, and we also didn’t see the Nazi-lion-ghost-werewolf (oh my god, teen wolf) so it will be just situated in Beacon Hills. 

- Mustn’t it be scary to be THE ONLY ONES LEFT. 

- lol Kira: Hey guys I’m ba- *sees abandoned town* shit. 

- I loved how Noah pulled himself together and visited Scott and the rest to tell them what he remembers and saw. I loved how everyone looked at him with nostalgia even though they don’t remember Stiles. And I love how I already now so many people are making new fics right now based on how Stiles was as a kid. Let the headcanons come!

Stay tuned for 6x09 “Memory Found”!