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Bucky Charms

Summary: You learn more about Bucky other than the physical. Are you ready to risk it all?

Pairing: Dark CEO! Bucky Barnes x Journalist! Reader

Warnings: As always, 18+ ONLY, SMUT. Minors DNI. ANGST. Fluff. Descriptions of past trauma, kidnapping, death, violence. Steve and Sam, Pining, lust, flirting through music, teasing, karaoke, non con surveillance, oral sex (m recieving) degradation kink alongside praise kink, Sir kink, good girl/bad girl kink, p in v (wrap it up!) lil bit of breeding kink, Soft Dark Bucky.

A/N: This is part of the Playlist Series. Read the previous part, F*cking Bucky @ysmmsy and @blackwidownat2814 are my exquisite muses who created the playlists, with more to come. 😉 Thanks you both! 🥰 please leave feedback, like and reblog. It helps to inspire me. 😊

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I’ll stop the world and melt with you/you’ve seen the difference/ and it’s getting better all the time/there’s nothing you and I won’t do/I’ll stop the world and melt with you…the future’s open wide…

You listened to that cut over and over until you fell asleep after Bucky left your apartment and woke up with it still on repeat.

You’d certainly melted for James Buchanan Barnes last night, and he melted all over you. You smiled at the window, feeling light and buoyant as air, but then sat up and frowned as you realized what Bucky said.

“Professional.”

He’d suggested that you could both be professional. After last night, you didn’t think you could do it, but you had to try. You moved to get out of bed and realized that you were still sore.

You grinned as you padded to the bathroom and ran another hot bath. You didn’t regret a single thing about the night before.

And you had a feeling that despite what Bucky had said, neither did he.

Bucky was late to work. For him. He walked into the office at 8:45 am.

Steve and Sam shared a look across the shared space, but didn’t say a word. Until Bucky put in his AirPods and started singing Frank Ocean.

A tornado flew around my room before you came/Excuse the mess it made…

“Okay. What the hell is going on?”

Bucky stared up at Sam who was now hovering over his desk and who’s broken through his noise cancellation.

“Hunh?

Steve got up and walked over to Bucky.

“Don’t play dumb with us. You are late, and in an awfully good mood. Singing, Buck? What happened last night, Bucky. Did you get with Y/N?”

Bucky looked up at the two men who were most like brothers in his life. He couldn’t hide anything from them.

“So what if I did get lucky last night?”

Bucky put his long legs up on his desk and leaned back in his ergonomic chair.

“What makes you think it was her? There are 4.3 million women in this city.”

Steve and Sam just stared at him, then Steve spoke again.

“Sure. But there’s only one that you are laser focused on.”

Sam agreed.

“Yeah, you’re like a dog with a bone.”

Bucky’s grin got wider and he just shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t kiss and tell.”

Sam shook his head.

“I’ve heard that before. That means this is serious, because in the old days…”

“We got a blow by blow. Literally.”

“Fuck you Steve. And fuck you Sam.”

Bucky threw up double birds at his friends.

“And step the fuck back from my work space. I’ve got work to do.”

When his business partners had safely retreated, Bucky picked up his phone to text you. He couldn’t not text you the morning after, but he had to be careful.

“See you at 4 o’clock. Looking forward to moving on with this project.”

You read the text, your heart beating a mile a minute when you saw the notification. You took some deep breaths as you walked to the subway station to go into the city. It was pretty straightforward. No subtext to be parsed out.

There was no way to know that you were the project that Bucky was talking about.

Both of you went through your days, listening to the playlist Bucky was building throughout the day. This was not the music to do work to. The songs were cute and flirty, silly, surprising, and in some cases full of emotion that went well beyond a professional relationship.

But it was just music, right?

You two sent songs flying to the playlist throughout the day, flirting with music in place of words, glances, and touch. Etta James, Savage Garden, Monica, The Pogues, Frank Ocean, The Darkness, from the 80’s to last month.

It was a very eclectic mix that seemed to summarize both of your personalities perfectly. On the A train that afternoon, you caught an older woman smiling at you as you cheesed at your phone.

Bucky was becoming more and more active on IG since your interview and he’d posted a photo. It was a close up selfie of him staring off into space at his desk in a dark grey suit with a purple line-patterned tie. He wasn’t wearing his glasses and his blue eyes were dreamy.

This man was posting thirst traps fully clothed. And judging from some of the comments, plenty of people were falling for it. There were over 1200 likes in the 90 minutes it had been up.

You didn’t want to like the picture, but then you read the caption.

No time to relax! Finished a full day of work, looking forward to working on a passion project this afternoon. #Icanseethebluerskieslikemulticoloredflowerfields

You scrolled through the comments, people saying how handsome he was, sending their coochie through the interwebs. You sighed, and liked the picture, and then posted your own comment.

I drifted off the Earth to march in your parade/Colors on me moving slowly

Bucky was waiting for your comment, ignoring all of the thirst replies and hoping that you’d respond. He replied with two perfect words.

Technicolor, girl.

Then came another slew of comments about his response and you started gaining random followers.

Oh lord, you thought, this was going to be a lot.

You decided to get control of yourself before 4 pm. If not, you would fall right into Bucky’s arms as soon as you arrived. And that wouldn't do, would it?

45 minutes later, you stood in front of Bucky Barnes’s brownstone for a minute making sure you had composure. You did a mental check of all your systems.

Heart rate: normal.

Breathing: easy.

Panties: dry.

You were confident that you were in full control and could be professional. You paused and bit your lip as you thought of the night before Bucky had made you feel like no one else had. You shook your head to clear it.

You could do it. You could be strong. He probably wasn’t as attractive as you were making him out to be. After all, it had been a while, you were horny, and now, you were fine.

Your hormones had made him out to be more than he actually was. He wasn’t all that. The dick was only amazing because you’d been sex starved. That was it. He had no control over you.

You stood up straight, your self-talk making you confident, you reached up to knock on the door.

Bucky watched your internal struggle on his laptop. He admired the body that he felt like he knew so well after just one night. Your choice of outfit was modest, but sexy. Blue chambray shirt over slim fit black pants and tank with wedge sandals. You were covered, professional, yet comfortable. There was only one upgrade he would recommend.

His blue chambray shirt. But all in due time.

Bucky studied your countenance and posture as you paused before you attempted to enter. The way you bit your lip made his cock shift, but he willed it down. You looked as if you were confident in your self restraint.

Perfect.

He loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt as you knocked, once, twice, three times and when he saw you look around and lick your lips, tentatively reaching for the digital lock on the door was when he went to open it.

Your heart started beating off kilter when your knock went unanswered.

System one down.

You moistened your lips and looked up and down the street. There was no mistaking what he said last night. It was the right time. And the right place. You had the combination to the door, but you remembered what happened the last time you entered. But you screwed your courage and reached for the lock.

The lock drew away from your hand and you moved as if you were falling down Alice’s rabbit hole when Bucky opened the door.

First sensation: the sound of The Internet playing on a sound system behind him and you knew you were in trouble.

Know you wrong/But sho you right/Home alone/For the night…

Second sensation: falling in slow motion into Bucky’s arms as you tried to follow the knob.

“Oh!”

You stumbled forward further into his chest.

“Hey!”

Bucky chuckled as he held you fast. You two stared at each other and you forgot to breathe. Damn, he was as handsome as you thought. Even more so.

System two down.

Bucky inhaled a good whiff of your scent and smiled down at you.

“We have got to stop meeting like this.”

You looked up at him, slightly confused as you attempted to process the next sensations of Bucky’s hands on your body, the smell of him all around you, and that sexy tenor in your ears. And that smile, that face, that mouth. Your serotonin spiked.

Bucky just continued to smile as you remembered yourself. You pulled back and straightened your clothes.

You concentrated hard for system three to stay afloat. But then you looked back up at him. i

Damn. He was beautiful.

“You okay?”

“No.”

Your panties were not as dry as they were. You wanted to climb the man in front of you, your hormones going crazy with flashbacks of the night before.

James Buchanan Barnes had put it down and now you were addicted.

But you couldn’t just flow with that. You were a professional.

“What-”

“I mean… no worries.”

You smiled brightly at him to cover your embarrassment.

“It was my fault, I should have waited–”

“My fault, I should have checked-”

You both spoke at the same time, and then laughed. You loved Bucky’s eye crinkles.

You cleared your throat and straightened your spine.

Bucky covered a moan in his throat with a cough. That body was his weakness. His cock thickened with thoughts of pulling you in his home and then fuck you on the hallway floor, but instead he stepped back and put his hands in his pockets awkwardly.

He smiled, and you blushed.

“How are you?”

Bucky ducked his head and smiled that smile at you. He looked so young.

“I’m good, Y/N. Real good. And you?”

His smile was hopeful, and full of knowing. God, you were a simp. Professional wasn’t going to work.

“I’m good, Bucky.”

You smiled at him and you two just stood there grinning.

Bucky just continued to stare at you. His smile and his nervousness was doing something to you, so you cleared your throat again. This was so not what you were expecting.

Finally, Bucky realized the awkwardness of the situation.

“Shit. I’m being rude. Come on into my office.”

You laughed again and followed him into the room, noticing his laptop. It made you grow warm.

“How did you sleep last night?” asked Bucky.

What a question.

He was closer that you thought, but farther away than you hoped. You turned around and looked at him, biting your lip and shifting on your feet.

“After a nice, hot bath, I slept like a baby.”

That eyebrow raised and made you squirm with the faint sensation of him inside you. You could still feel the effects of him.

“Hot bath, huh?”

“Yes, with Epsom salts. I was a bit… sore. Needed another this morning.”

You lowered your eyes to your fingers which were clutching your bag, and then raised them back up to his face. That tongue snaked out and licked his bottom lip and his teeth captured it. You dragged your eyes up to his and saw the desire there. But he also looked contrite.

“I-I’m sorry…”

“Don’t be.”

You interrupted him, fighting to keep your eyes wide open while they were on his. You tried to keep your voice from cracking when you said, “I liked it.”

Bucky took a deep breath and stepped to you.

“Y/N. I want to talk to you… about ground rules. With us.”

You lowered your eyes. You just knew he was going to shut all of this flirting down. You weren’t going to beg him, you just had to suck it up. Even though this thing between you felt like crack.

Bucky tipped your chin up, the feeling of his fingers on you shooting electricity straight to your core.

“I don’t want there to be any.”

“What?”

You were confused.

“I thought last night would get it out of my system, but it only served to make me want more.”

What was he saying?

“More? More what? You want more sex?”

You were thrilled and disappointed at the same time. Bucky Barnes had you stirred up.

“Of course I do.You’re beautiful. That body, the way you feel…I’m not dead.”

Bucky stood there and his eyes raked over you with possession. And you let hIm, wanting to belong to him. That realization had you shook.

“But I want more. More than just sex. And if you just want sex, then that can’t happen. Feelings would get involved. At least for me.”

Bucky drew in a ragged breath.

“So you have to know that you are in control of this…” he moved his hand between you both, “this situation. Because I can’t trust myself to not go headlong over this cliff with you…”

Bucky’s eyes searched yours and you tried to return his honest gaze. His words were so fucking charming that you were ready to jump as well. But you had work to do.

“I get it, Bucky. Let's just take it moment by moment. Right now, I’ll behave and be a good girl.”

Bucky released a light groan and shook his head as his eyes dilated slightly.

“Please stop. Unless you want me to…”

He stopped, and you could tell that he was holding himself back by the way his jaw clenched. The knowledge that you had this power over him was heady stuff. But you decided to chill.

“Okay, you’re right, we have work to do. Now is not the time for.. more.”

You looked up at him and bit your lip.

“Definitely not.”

“Totally.”

You took a deep breath.

“Where’s the manuscript?”

Bucky’s eyes swept over you one more time, then turned to his laptop, sat down and typed for a few seconds.

“In your inbox.”

He was calmer now, and anxious for you to read his story.

You sank down into the couch and opened your bag to grab your own laptop.

You looked up at him one more time before you started to read, and when you began, you were quickly immersed in the narrative.

An hour and half later, you looked up at him, tears in your eyes.

“Bucky… I…”

“Is it any good?”

You looked at him in a totally new light. This was a different level of intimacy than just sex. This was his soul laid bare..

“Is it any good? Bucky, it’s fantastic! The honesty, the raw emotion…thank you for trusting me with this.”

Bucky gave you a sad smile and your heart twisted. You centered yourself by observing details and realized that his tie was now off and his sleeves were rolled up. He seemed more relaxed and natural and now that you knew the full story of Bucky Barnes, he was a marvel.

You put your laptop aside and stared off into space, trying to process. Bucky watched your profile, anxious and wanting to pull you into an embrace. But you were setting the pace.

You looked back over at him after a full minute.

“Are you sure you want all of this out there? This gives insight into your most personal, devastating moments. It will give people a lot of access to things most people hold close. And it opens you up for a lot.”

You had an entirely new perspective on James Buchanan Barnes. One that went far beyond sex.

“Yes. Writing this down has helped me to heal. Publishing it will bring closure.”

Bucky stood up and poured himself a drink, and offered the brown liquor to you. You nodded and took the glass, realizing that it was probably Macallan 18.

This man had lost his wife, his whole life… you couldn’t imagine. And here you were wondering if he were playing games.

“It must have been horrifying.”

Bucky nodded and looked down into his drink.

“At first I had no memory of what I’d done and how I’d done it. I woke up in the hospital and saw the headlines that the CEO of CapTech had been found injured and sobbing hysterically as he cradled his wife in his good arm. The most anyone knew was that Sarah was killed in a failed robbery attempt. No one knew about the kidnapping.”

You rocked back in your seat, remembering the rumors around that event. Word was that Bucky went almost insane with grief.

You realized now that the rumor was true.

“My heart was buried in the casket with Sarah, and after everything that happened, I went into a type of hibernation, holed up in the Manhattan penthouse above our offices. Steve and Nat challenged me to get back to work a year later, telling me that they were taking up my slack.”

Bucky laughed bitterly, shook his head, and took a drink.

“It wasn’t until Sarah’s birthday two years later that I finally noticed that Sam was grieving as hard, if not harder, than I was. And I realized how selfish I’d become.”

Bucky looked at you with a pained look on his face and you shivered, feeling a fraction of the emotion he must have been feeling. You wanted to cry.

“Bucky… I’m so sorry.”

Bucky looked at you.

“Don’t be sorry, Y/N. It’s alright. I’m ok now.”

“But… how?”

Bucky smiled at you.

“Well, intense therapy for one. Family therapy with Sam. Running. Running with my friends, or… with strangers I bump into.”

He gave you a smile and you smiled back, hopelessly connected to this man.

“Another thing that has helped me immensely was meeting you and seeing the way you crafted our interview, and experiencing the response to it. I’m communicating about myself more with the public.

“Yes, I’ve noticed the response you’re getting on social media.”

Bucky just chuckled at your thirst trap shade.

“I need you to help me tell this story, Y/N. Please. Help me.”

You leaned toward him. You two gazed into each other’s eyes.

“Your story is powerful the way it is, but right now, the way it reads leaves you open to some liability for what happened to those men in that warehouse that day. I believe you that it was self defense, and defense of your wife. That was such a hard thing to live through and to write down. I have an idea on how to revise the story to keep the emotion, but protect you, and Sarah and Sam at the same time. Hear me out.”

—--

Two hours later, you’d sketched out revisions to Bucky’s memoir. You were emotionally spent. And starving. It was almost 8pm. You looked at Bucky when you were done and he read you like a book.

“I ordered Thai food 45 minutes ago when you were on a roll outlining. I hope you’re hungry.”

You sighed and smiled.

“Feed me and I will love you forever.”

You laughed at your joke, but Bucky did not.

“Don’t tease me, Y/N.”

Suddenly, the air was thick with need.

“About that… Bucky… I want to work with you on this project. But I can’t deny that… that I am attracted to you in the worst way.”

Bucky smiled and cocked his head.

“’The worst way.’ Is it that bad? I feel like I need to apologize.”

You nodded.

“It is bad. If we need to be professional.”

Bucky looked up in the air.

“Well. Think about last night…”

You shifted in your seat.

“I mean, we just did some pretty good work tonight. After what happened,…”

Bucky grinned

“Well. You’re not wrong…”

You grinned back at him. You just liked him so fucking much.

The tension was thick. You were about to climb onto Bucky’s lap when the doorbell rang. He looked disappointed, as if he was reading your mind again.

You stood up, drank some water and tried to get your head on straight. Bucky came back in with and you remembered your hunger for food.

When you’d eaten, Bucky had a suggestion.

“Listen, we did some good work, had some good food, but I don’t want the night to end. And it is Friday. Don’t need to get up early tomorrow.”

Bucky looked at you like a little boy again.

You raised your eyebrow at him

“What do you suggest this late that we haven’t already done today?”

Bucky grinned at you.

BABY YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE/THE WAY THAT YOU FLIP YOUR HAIR GETS ME OVERWHELMED/BUT WHEN YOU SMILE AT THE GROUND, IT AINT HARD TO TELL/ YOU DON’T KNOW OH-OH/YOU DON’T KNOW YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL!

You two were laughing through belting out the One Direction song at the top of your lungs at Upstairs Karaoke bar, not far from where you both lived. You were both jumping around and acted like idiots, as one does when they have a proper fun time doing Karaoke.

“Omg! Bucky! That was terrible.”

You grimaced, thinking about your singing voice.

“I bet you’ve reconsidered this idea after that.”

Bucky just ginned and swung the mic around in a circle as the music for the next song came up.

“I can do this all night.”

I can't fight this feeling any longer…

You grinned back and joined him in singing REO Speedwagon.

——

Three hours later, at almost one am, you walked back toward Bucky’s brownstone, and your apartment. When it came time to turn in the direction of your place, you took Bucky’s hand and tugged it toward his place. You walked in silence toward his house until you spoke up again.

“I’ve been through the gauntlet of emotions today, Bucky.. I mean in the last 24 hours.”

“Hmmmm?” said Bucky.

“Yeah. Lust, uncertainty, infatuation, nervousness, sympathy, motivation to write, attraction, hunger, silliness, and just plain fun. It feels like we’ve lived a lifetime today.”

Bucky stood on his stoop and looked down into your eyes.

“I feel the same. With maybe a couple more thrown in.”

You cocked your head.

“Yeah, like what?”

“Mmmmmm. Not ready to reveal that just yet. But I do want to explore a couple that you’ve mentioned. But, like I said earlier, that’s not my call.”

“Which ones?”

You didn’t know why you were holding your breath.

“Lust, infatuation, attraction… and hunger.”

You knew he wasn’t taling about Thai food.

“Oh.”

You tugged his hand, leading him up his own steps and put the code into his door.

“I would like to experience, more of those. And more of what you want. Bucky. Let’s drive off that cliff.”

With that, you pulled him inside.

You two kissed all the way down the hallway to his living room, where you ended up on his leather couch, pulling off your jacket and pulling the sweater he had put on over his shirtsleeves up over his head. You were feral for him.

And so, it seemed, he was for you.

“Come here, Doll.”

Bucky grabbed your neck and pulled your lips toward him as he devoured your mouth and his hand roamed your body.

“Been wanting to kiss you all night. Want to kiss your lips. I love the way they suck my tip.”

His hoarse voice in your ear did things to you, although you were confused at first until his put his hands in your leggings past your panties and used two thick fingers to part your pussy. He wasn’t talking about the lips on your face.

He used your slick to lubricate his digits and entered you, pumping a few times, watching as your head lolled back on your shoulders. He kissed your neck and cleavage as you succumbed to the pleasure. Then, he pulled his hand away and toward his mouth, earning a whine from you.

Bucky meant to just taste you, but that taste stirred something in his soul.

“What the fuck are you doing to me?”

He kissed you, letting you taste yourself on him, then rested his forehead on yours as he asked a question.

“What do you want, Y/N?”

“Let me suck your dick, Bucky.”

He pulled away from you, and looked you in the eyes.

“You’ll get anything to ask for.”

This was a different Bucky, not totally unlike the night before. Still sex on legs, but this Bucky was gentle, but still oh so sexy.

He pushed you backward until you stood up before him and he took off his shirt, and then his pants. You reached for him before he took off his underwear, pulling his waist band so that his hard cock slapped his abs. You stared down at it but didn’t touch it.

“I’ve been dreaming of this since last night, when you denied me.”

You swiped your thumb along his tip and then sucked it, making him lick his own lips.

“Sit down, please. Sir.”

Bucky sat, and then you kneeled in front of him on the hardwood floor. Bucky noticed and put a pillow down for you to kneel on. You smiled at him as he started stroking himself. You stared, your hand trailing song your neck and chest absentmindedly as you admired him.

“It really is a thing of beauty. Ever since I saw it the other day, I’ve been obsessed with it. How it would feel, how it would split me apart. How it would taste.”

You looked up at Bucky and it was like he’d been shot with a magazine of cupid’s arrows.

“Damn, Doll. You sure do have a way with words.”

You reached for him, grasping his shaft in one hand that looked small now, and his balls in the other.

“I’m not all talk…”

And then you leaned forward to lick a stripe on the underside of his cock, from his balls to the tip, stopping to suck the thick cap vigorously.

“Ooooh, shit… Doll. That mouth.”

Bucky’s head was sideways, cocking his head to watch you from that angle.

You opened your mouth and took as much as you could in your mouth and relaxed your throat to let him in there.

“Gotdamn.”

He placed his hand on your head but placed no pressure on you as you bobbed freely for his pleasure. And yours.

You placed your hands on his tensing thighs as you came apart as a result of your mouth, and he shuddered when you released him with a pop just to grab it again and trail your tongue back down his length. You drew his balls into your mouth, one at a time as you continued to stroke him off.

Bucky was looking at you with disbelief. He was putty in your hands. He leaned forward to kiss your sloppy face.

“I want to be inside you, wanna make love to you. Take off those clothes.”

He spoke to you softly, yet with a command your body remembered. You stood up slowly and tried to gracefully shed your garments as he stroked himself and looked up at you like you were the moon.

“So beautiful.”

Bucky reached out and made grabby hands for you as you stood naked before him.

”C’mere. Climb on. Let me in again.”

He continued to stare up at you, kissing your sternum and each breast as your thighs trembled on either side of his as you slid down over his mushroom cap.

“Buckyyyyyy.”

The feeling of him splitting you open caused a delicious pain, the soreness from the night before still evident. You didn’t think you’d ever get used to his size.

And you didn’t want to.

“Fuck me baby doll. Fuck me good. Fuck your self on this dick.”

Bucky slipped his hand between you two and started circling your clit in tight little circles.

“Oh my god Bucky! I can’t. Can’t breathe, can't concentrate…”

Your mind was mush as Bucky drove you toward your peak and up over the edge.

“Shhhh…”

Bucky leaned down to lick your nipple and suck briefly, teasing each breast in turn to work you up even more.

“Don’t think. Just feel. Release all thoughts. Cum for me.”

“Jeeeeeezzzzzzuzzzzzz!”

You came ferociously, clenching around Bucky and causing him to pulse inside you.

“Thaaat’s a good girl.”

He did not let up on your clit and drew your pleasure out until you were a complete mess on his lap.

Bucky licked a stripe up the middle of you, from your belly button to your cheek as you lay back in is arms, cock drunk, and still impaled on his very stiff dick.

“You tastes so fucking good, Doll. Tasted you in my dreams last night.”

You your surprise, he stood up, holding you and turned around to place you on the couch. The fine leather stuck to your sweaty skin, but you didn’t care.

“I don’t want to service you anymore.”

Bucky started pumping and telling you how he felt. All you could do was moan in response.

“Want to make love to you.”

He watched your fucked out face and started stroking more insistently.

“Of course, if you were mine, I’d service you anytime you needed it. Give you everything your heart, mind, pussy, body could want…”

“Yes, Bucky… yessssss.”

You were blissed out, hearing and feeling all the sensations you wanted at the moment.

“What are you doing to me doll?”

Bucky’s eyes moved from where you two were connected to your face.

“So beautiful…”

He grabbed your hand from where it was resting on his abs, picked it up, and brought it to his mouth, kissing your palm. Your back arched at the added sensation of his lips on your hand and the long fingers on his other hand grabbed your hip as he continued.

Bucky’s ice blue eyes were watching you as yours closed in ecstasy.

“Yes.”

He started moving your hip, long fingers digging in and sure to leave a bruise.

“You like this? Like how I’m giving it to you? You deserve it. Such a good girl.”

“Mmmmhmmm.”

You started moving, loving the feel of the wiry hairs at the base of his cock against your clit.

“Feels so good. Feels like this dick is mine.”

Bucky’s eyes were focused on yours now. He held your stare, which bloomed new warmth in your belly.

“You want it to be yours?”

You didn't answer, just bit your lip and nodded.

Bucky’s hand snaked up behind you and grabbed the hair at your nape, causing your neck to bend and your body to arch backward.

He admired your form and the way your breasts moved as you did. You could feel him swell impossibly more than he already was.

“I’m trying to be gentle. Sweet and slow. Like a good girl should be fucked .But you just make me want to… make me wanna fuck you. Like…”

Bucky groaned and squeezed your hip.

“Take it, Bucky. It��s yours.This pussy is alll yours.”

You rotated your hips so as to feel all of him, and which caused him to spurt a little inside you.

“You trying to make you cum inside you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

You moaned as Bucky’s hand came around and grasped your throat skillfully. His other hand grows and pinched your nipples, causing your hips to move wildly.

“There’s my bad girl. Damn. I think I…..”

“Y-yes Sir?”

Bucky almost let it slip.

“I think I wanna cum inside.”

He leaned down to whisper into your ear. That voice making you clench harder around him.

“Would you like that? Hot load of cum in your tight little snatch?”

“Oh, ohhhh shittt. Yes!”

“So fucking pretty when you’re needy, Doll.”

The combination of filth and praise sent your over the edge and you detonated around him, causing Bucky to hike your knee over his elbow and start chasing his own end.

“I can’t… No. I won’t deny myself any longer. I want this. I want you and I’m gonna. Shit can I? Can I please cum inside?”

Bucky begging got you hot and bothered again. You nodded vigorously.

“Please, I want it too!”

“Circle that clit for me. Circlie it. Cum again for me just one… fuck, just once moreeeee!”

Bucky came inside you with a shout, shooting hot ropes of cum onto your cervix. You came when you felt that and as Bucky pumped like a jackrabbit inside you.

“Holy shit.”

He chuckled in your ear.

You curled yourself around Bucky and gladly accepted his weight for a few minutes. Then, he lifted himself off of you and knelt on the floor.

“Was that? Was that okay? Did you really want this?”

Bucky looked so earnest. You nodded.

“Yes Bucky. And I want more.”

You bit your lip as he smiled down at you.

“Wanna spend the night?”

You shook your head.

“No.”

Bucky’s smile dropped. You put your hand on his cheek..

“It’s practically morning. I’ll sleep over and let you feed me breakfast later. And then we’ll talk about spending the night.”

“Anything that’ll make you smile, Doll.”

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hoosurdaddy · 1 year

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Chapter 3.

Pairing: Post Covid!Stan Marsh x Reader, Post Covid!Kenny McCormick x Reader.

Triggers: 18+, cheating, smut, talk of lube, gaslighting. Reader is married to Stan. Can someone please give me something else to do with Stan rather than him always being a sweetheart??

Kenny's couch was warm and fuzzy as you both laid in the bed, touching and teasing each other. It was a magical, romantic night between you two. Kenny even dared called this a 'date; but when you knocked on his door. Since Kenny had dismissed everyone back in the lab to go home early. You had no idea a bed could feel this heavenly, especially as Kenny rubbed your shirtless back. It was hard being married and having a bit on the side.

Kenny's hands rubbed your back, playing with the strap of your bra, running his finger under the strap but you quickly pulled it back up. Kenny so often pulled away from your intoxicated kisses to breathe before going back in again. Your knees teasingly brushed against his but your hair was moved to the side to expose your bare back.

His hands moved down to your stomach as you get settled. Kenny used to miss having Karen running around the place but now he couldn't be more careful that she was off at college. He had planned to take you upstairs and finally get things going. It started off with glances across the smoking area, blowing kisses to each-other in the club, arm touching at work. It was embarrassing. But now, Kenny was addicted to your taste. There was no going back from this.

"Get back here, you." Kenny pulled you to his chest, like he hadn't had your body pressed against him twenty seconds ago. His hands reached up to grab your face to pull you into an eager kiss, until you read your phone notification going off. You glanced at the table to see it read '9:50' across your lockscreen.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh." You muttered as you quickly sat up and began looking for your shirt, nearly slipping on his wooden floor. Kenny looked confused as he checked his watch. "What? do you have company over?"

"No I was suppose to be back for 10 for date night with Stan."

Kenny followed you around the living room as you searched for your clothes. You found your vest but where was your top? shit where was your top?

"My top, Ken. Where is it?"

Kenny shrugged as he watched. He knew he was the one that dragged you into this mess, but it started to piss him greatly now. Kenny knew he could never have you completely. Yes, it was fun and thrilling at first but now; it was starting to wear off. Kenny was now starting to feel guilty for his best friend.

Kenny wanted to give you an ultimatum, but stopped himself.

"I'll find it later. I'll give it back to you later." Kenny sighed defeated. You could tell by his eyes as you leaned up and kissed the side of his mouth. "I really had a great time, Ken."

"Then stay." Kenny whined. "Tell him Heidi needed you or something."

You shook your head with a frown. "I can't, ken. I already promised him we'd do something together."

"And when you got married you promised till death do you part."

It didn't make your heart feel anymore better when you pulled away to see how sad Kenny looked. It wasn't like you didn't care for Kenny, you did. But you and Stan went deeper then that, you were married for god sake.

"You don't know me and Stan's relations-"

“I know he must not satisy you." Kenny started without thinking. "Or make you happy. I know for a fact when you kiss me, you're lying to yourself that you do-"

“You kissed me."

“You kissed me back.”Kenny was not about to solely take the fall on this. It took two to tango and both were definitely doing the devils dance now. "I know you want to be with me. You and Stan, okay? It's just cause you're comfortable. I know we would be ama-"

“I love Stan."

“You sure? Because two seconds ago you were shoving your tits into my face,"

"Ken, I'm not talking about this now." You quickly threw your hair up and walked out of the door of the living room. Kenny followed, opening his front door, but stopped you before you went to walk out. "If you didn't marry Stan, would we be together?"

"I need to go." You replied as you rushed out of the house.You now had five minutes to make it home.

"I'm so sorry I'm late." You shouted as you ran through the house, expecting Stan to be anger, but instead he sat in the living room with two wine glasses, Torres Natureo rosé (alcohol free), and few chocolate bars on the table. He rose from the couch, shaking his head as he walked over and planted a kiss onto your cheek. "It's okay, hun." Stan smiled. "Your parents were over earlier. They invited us for dinner on Sunday. Your father wants to show you his new garden. He even has a fountain."

Your parents and Stan got along like a house on fire. They welcomed him with open arms when Stan came over in highschool for a project, and even predicted that the two of you would start dating, they were right. Stan and your father especially got along. Your father provided Stan with some sense of stability when his was acting crazy and erratic. "Where's your top?" Stan asked when you pulled off your jumper to reveal your vest.

shit. shit. shit.

"Long story." You chuckled nervously, doing your best to lie on the spot. "Me and Butters had lunch today, and he accidentally spilled coffee on my shirt and stained.. Kenny didn't want a law suit or something, so the company is getting it dried."

Stan quickly inspected your body out encase there was any burns from Butter's coffee spill, sighing when there was no burns. "Thank God you're okay. What an asshole."

To divert the conversation from work, you gestured over to the table. "What is this?" You asked to which Stan clapped his hands together and moved over to grab the two glasses. "You never gave me an answer about what you wanted to do for date night so I figured we can watch a movie, drink wine, and eat a few bars in bed?"

You nodded happily, helping Stan bring the items up to your bedrooms, and settled into bed for the night. "How is Kenny?" Stan asked as he opened the alcohol free wine, pouring you a glass. You shrugged as you watched the glass fill. "He's okay," You weren't lying. Not even an hour ago, Kenny was teasing your neck with harsh kisses and rubbing your shoulders. "Hard being a CEO, I guess he's stressed out."

"If I didn't know any better, I would think Kenny had a crush on you." Stan came out all of a sudden, his eyes not leaving his own glass at he was topping up then at the TV, which was current blank, but Stan was only staring at your reflection. Your lips were pursed with a confused look. Stan never knew the signs until Cartman pointed it out to him last week. Even in high school, Kenny was always offering to bring you home in his truck. He used to watch Kenny staring at you in your cheer uniform from the belchers. Kenny lingering at your locker until he came up and made some excuse to leave. Even at the school reunion, how Kenny was laughing a little too hard at everything you said, even if it wasn't funny, or when he was constantly asking you go for a smoke when neither of you smoked. It wasn't until Cartman pointed it out.

But Stan couldn't tell you to quit your job cause someone had a crush on you? That would be silly. At least, he could make you aware and get a little reassurance. But again, another part of Stan told him that Cartman was just stirring up unnecessary drama cause he was bored.

You reached over to cup Stan's hands in yours, giving him a small smile. "No, he doesn't. He has a crush on Tammy Dalton, you know, the second in command? He's always liked submissive girls, and since when have I been submissive?" Stan couldn't help but snort a laugh as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder to let you rest your head on his chest and finally relax after a hard time.

Stan turned on the movie 'Step Brothers,' even though he was still a bit unsure, he stopped talking about it, and just watched the movie, while enjoying his glass of wine. Stan would rather be reincarnated back onto the farm and have his soul stay there forever, than find out if his best friend had a crush on his wife. He could see Kenny's stupid smirk as he stroked your arm. Stan furrowed his eyebrow at his fake fantasy, even though he was the one stroking your arm right now.

You had both watched Step Brothers before, it was a classic. Until Stan's hand wandered down to your chest, under your shirt and bra until he pulled it off completely. With the movie still going on in the background, you straddled Stan's waist who didn't waste time taking off his pyjamas top. In between kisses, you two ripped each-others pyjamas off, letting them sit on the floor. Stan flipped you onto your back, smiling at your giggle of surprise. This is what Kenny will never have. You.

With Stan ontop, he watched yours hands move down towards his boxer, removing them swiftly to hear them land on the floor. Stan closed his eyes in pleasure at the feeling of your hand stroking his cock. You leaned up, pressing a few kisses onto Stan's chest.

"Oh Kenny." You whispered into one particular kiss. Usually Stan moaned and begged you to stop teasing him, but instead he pushed himself off you, staring at you with a mixture of anger and confusion. You hadn't realized your mistake. "What?"

"Did you call me Kenny?" Stan snapped at your betrayal. "You moaned oh Kenny."

You quickly shook your head, trying to think of any excuse to try calm your husband down. "You didn't let me finish Stan! I was trying to say Any lube? Any, any, any. You got up to quickly before I could finish."

Stan was letting up anytime soon. He was just staring at you with his hands in a fist. You sat up on the bed, not breaking eye contact and reached your hand out for Stan, who resiliently placed his hand in yours. He was shaking even though he was warm. You ran your thumb over his wedding ring. "Stan I promise you. I said any? but you got up too quickly before I could finish." You frowned. "Ever since we went out last week, you've been acting strange.. is everything okay?"

Stan, eventually, sat down on the bed beside you, moving his hand to pull you into his side to hug you. Stan rubbed your hair. You could hear his heart beating at an alarming rate you were surprised that Stan hadn't already had a heart attack. He stayed silently, his mind replaying the scene over and over, until he said in a quiet voice; "I just.. I just thought I heard."

You cupped Stan's face, forcing him to look at you. "Never Stan.. I only love you."

Hey, you were half-telling the truth, and it was the most Stan was ever going to get from you.

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moon-blanket · 11 months

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Waking up to the Monarchial Summit video dropping was the scariest notification of my life.

IT'S TIME !!!!! IT'S TIME IT'S TIME IT'S TIME IT'S TIME !!!!!!!

FIFTY ONE MINUTES ???? Holy fuck this is going to be the longest post in the world i'm so sorry.

Shaw Pack Boys gettin' ready to head off !!!1 YIPPEE !!! I love hearing all of the Pack and their mates interacting oh my god it fills me with glee every time.

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William still isn't answering calls ?? Hey dude you NEED to get some kind of act together. Vincent needs you !! His silly little music bit was very heartwarming though :') HE GAVE LOVELY A CROWN !!!! OH MY GOD I'M GOING TO SOB AND CRY ON THE FLOOR FOR EONS. He's so nervous about if they like it or not oh my god. oh my god. HE PUTS IT ON THEIR HEAD !!!!!!! CALLS THEM BEAUTIFUL !!!!! WELCOMED TO MONARCHY !!!!! SAYS THEY WEAR IT WELL !!!!!!! HOW CAN I BE NORMAL !!!!!!

"You're my heart, and it is such a privilege that i get to stand at your side. Thank you, for being a part of my life, baby. The best part." I AM WEEPING PLEAAASE WHEN IS IT MY TURN.

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Please tell me Samuel Collins has dressed for the occasion. Please tell me it's to the Nines. Remember my big post about doing Anything in the world to see it. Yeah hi hey. Let me see it.

Sam being a Butter Pecan Ice Cream lover makes all the sense in the world and more. Of course he would dude.

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Porter flipping on Vincent and Not bringing Treasure to the Summit is a low blow. Babygirl you can't keep doing this.

Vincent asking Lovely if He can be the one to punch him this time. What a slay. Love you forever.

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VINCENT WELCOMING THE PACK IN WAHEEE !!!! I can hear the awkwardness because he didn't know beforehand. He called them enjoyable !! moreso than other people !! David saying that Vincent and Lovely both having a spot at their table i'm falling to my knees.

Uhoh, they're already getting job offers !!

Asher asking him to blink twice if he needs help, and Milo saying that he looks like he has a gun to his head. LMAO. Help this poor man.

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Vincent's reassurances that Lovely is being a good host :(((

House of Bennett !!! The king seems. So.... nice. wow.

The prince calling him "A kid in his dad's suit." UHOH. And asking for Alexis immediately. That isn't unassuming at all.

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ALEXIS ?????? ALEXIS SOLAIRE ????? THE ALEXIS SOLAIRE ??? IN THE PRIME UNIVERSE ???? HELLO I SUPPOSE !!!! NICE TO MEET YOU !!!

Alexis asking if they'll turn into a vampire or die and leave sam without them !!! Hey what the fuck !!!! That's kind of sick and twisted !!!

Darlin' being like "I can solo her" is SO REAL. I can do it too. Let me at her ! LET ME AT HER !!!!

Alexis's reasoning for turning Sam from her own mouth !! That's fun to hear. Fuck that !

PORTER HERO MOMENT ? Oh my god their back and forth. I'm LIVING FOR IT !!!! THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING !!!! Calling her a family disappointment made me choke on my water.

Him asking if they're alright, even if it was to stop a fight from breaking out. SAM IS BACK WAHOO !!!

SAM IS ABOUT TO GO OFF ON ALEXIS !!!!! GET HER BABY !!!! AND DARLIN' FOLLOWS !!!!! LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE WOOOOO !!!!!!!!

---- HOW ARE WE ONLY HALFWAY THROUGH DUDE WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN ----

David getting a message about being Careful of William. Saying that Quinn had to have come from Somewhere, somewhere with Friends. That William is a horrible judge of character. And dragging all of the fuckin' clan members LMAOOOO.

Man the House of Solaire is a mess huh !!!!

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SAM LETS FUCKING GO !!!!!! GET HER ASS !!!!! God while it's raining also. It's like a scene from a movie. God I could just IMAGINE the hard stare the two of them exchanged before Alexis finally gave in (in her own way). and the IMMEDIATE zip off from Sam after he heard what he wanted. What a work of art.

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ASH AND MILO !!! YIPPEE !!!! AND PORTER IS TALKING TO THEM ?? I am going to go fucking crazy oh my god dude I'm going to go NUTS.

(Hey off-topic, but this background music is something that shows up in someone else's videos that I watch and I got So Fucking Confused for a second LMAO. Okay we can carry on)

Immediately asking Sweetheart if they're an investigator for the Department, as well as having a Time Crunch-- is VERY SUSPICIOUS.

HEY HE KNOWS ABOUT CLOSEKNIT ??? PORTER YOU CAN'T ALSO BE IN TOWN FOR CLOSEKNIT. HEY YOU CAN'T ALSO BE INVOLVED.

ONE OF CLOSEKNIT'S CURRENT BACKERS IS HERE ?? THE HOUSE OF BENNETT ?????

Okay Porter you're maybe a fuckin' hero. Even if you have potential strings with this.

Telling Sweetheart to get in and listen and get out seems SCARY !!!! HEY THIS COULD BE A SETUP FOR SOMETHING !!!!! HEY UHOH !!!!

Milo being worried for his mate !! hey me too !!!!

Oh my god it's been almost two years since Inversion. oh NO Ash doesn't know what Milo did that night.

Even through his worries he immediately stands up for it when Ash is a little wary about it. :')))

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SWEET SAM AND DARLIN' MOMENT IN THE RAIN !!!!!!! I'M GONNA EAT THIS UP !!!!!!!!!

Sam stickin' around Alexis even after showin' her true colors, saying there is a heart in her somewhere deep (deep, deep, deep) down in there somewhere. Even if he hates her with everything he has.

He found one of her "real person" moments from her when they talked. Just like a movie dude, i'm tellin' ya.

Him reassuring Darlin' that they can absolutely handle themself, but she is a problem that He "brought" in to their relationship-- so he wanted to at least Help. And deal with his own problems.

HE CALLED HER A BITCH DUDE LET'S GOOOO !!!!! COMMON W.

Darlin' saying that their problems are shared :'))) what if i just scream into the night.

---- HOW ARE WE STILL NOT DONE ----

Uuuuuh-oh. Asher pulling David and Angel to the side. Telling the what's-up.

David and Asher exchanging some kind of look about it oh my GOD what another scene from a movie. I'm so proud of Asher for asserting his decision. He's grown so much !!!

David saying he Knows that Asher can do this. THAT'S BEST FRIENDS RIGHT THERE !!!! WOOOOO.

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OH MY GOD SWEETHEART EAVESDROPPING.

"We risk losing ground" Closeknit ? The House of Bennett ?? Why are they against demons ? Why did they put their stakes (no pun intended) into CloseKnit ?

SWEETHEART ARE YOU MAKING NOISE ??? SWEETHEART BABY WHAT ARE YOU DOOOOING !!!!!!! HEY YOU HAVE TO BE CAREFUL.

WHY ARE WE CUTTING IT HERE PLEASE ARE THEY OKAY.

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Oh my god Porter starting a fight with Vincent so that they can take away attention from whatever Sweetheart is doing with House Bennett.

I understand that Vincent can't know because of time constraints, but i can't imagine how he feels when it's Suddenly happening in front of EVERY important person in the Vampire circle of Dahlia. At least that makes the fight convincing. .... hahah ......

HEY KING BENNETT IS DEAD ???? HEY WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED ???? SWEETHEART ???? HEY SWEETHEART WHAT HAPPENED ?????? ARE YOU OKAY ????? PLEASE DON'T TELL ME YOU DID THAT !!!!!!!!!!!!!

HOW DOES ALEXIS KNOW ??? HEY HOW DOES SHE KNOW BEFORE SOMEONE FOUND OUT.

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THAT'S WHERE IT ENDS ????? HEY WHAT THE FUCK ??????? WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT ????

I AM GOING TO GO BERSERK DUDE !!!!!!!!!! HOW LONG UNTIL THE NEXT VIDEO ???? HEY ARE WE OKAY ???? SWEETHEART IS CHILL RIGHT ????? WE'RE COOL ?????

how can I carry on normally after the events that have transpired. Hey i'm in shock and awe. What a great video, by the way. Giving it all of the flowers it deserves and more. But i'm So !!!! afraid for what happens next !!!!!

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redacted spoilers #moon's thoughts #redacted monarchal summit #I'm NOT tagging every individual character that appears in this audio dude i'm sorry LMAO #I'M GOING TO GO FUCKING CRAZY ABOUT THIS FOREVER !!!! WHAT !!!!!!! WHAAAT !!!!!

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lollytea · 2 years

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what (human) social media do you think the hexaquad uses/is on. Because personally I think Luz is weird and bi enough that she would use tumblr and completely commit to the goncharov bit

Luz absolutely uses tumblr as her primary socmed and she has an intimate relationship with the nature of its insanity. She's the one the others ask when they stumble across an utterly incomprehensible meme and Luz will be like "Okay so basically the origin of eeby deeby is--"

She has two blogs. One for art and one for reblogs/fandom/shitposting. She used to have a twitter but she deleted it some time during the Thanks to Them montage because she was dealing with too much bullshit to tolerate the cesspool. She has an Instagram that she uses exclusively for posting art.

Oh and ao3. How could I forget ao3?

I feel like Amity is completely uninterested in human social media. Out of all the kids, she's the only one who didn't really find a specific hobby/interest during her time in gravesfield. She's already got a pensta and she likes how it's tailored for witch society. She'd have no interest in Instagram or twitter or shit like that. BUT she would absolutely go apeshit once she discovers the Good Witch Azura fandom in the Human Realm. (Literally NOBODY back home even knew what those books were.) She doesn't understand the memes and shitposts or general culture but Amity would absolutely have a fandom specific tumblr. She mostly just reblogs from Luz. An ao3 too of course <3

Willow used pensta for general teen reasons like selfies and socializing with her friends before she came to Gravesfield but now that she's developed an interest in photography? Oh that girl's account is gonna get such a glo up. She'd have an Instagram too. She actually becomes pretty popular on both accounts. Not ✨️Influencer✨️ status but she's gained quite a following of humans and witches alike.

I like to imagine that she also has a Pinterest. Idk she strikes me as somebody who'd enjoy collecting aesthetic pics and making boards. For the same reason she also has a tumblr that's mostly aesthetic with the occasional feral little reblog like this thrown in

Gus is a tiktok kid!!! Gus is SUCH a tiktok kid!!! I could also see him having a YouTube channel where he posts deranged little vlogs (in this universe Gus13 does not exist or its after it happened and only adds more fuel to the fire.) A twitch too maybe?? I could see him streaming. Basically I just think Gus would be drawn to all the video-focused social media.

I think he'd have a twitter too where he tweets his insane little thoughts and it actually blows up in popularity because people think it's a parody account.

Also....he would read Wikipedia religiously and eventually get banned from making his own edits.

Ok ok ok ok I think it would be so funny if Hunter got his penstagram account back in ASIAS, got so excited about finally having a regular teen experience but after a year or so once he's become well acquainted with pensta culture he's like "Well. This sucks."

So basically

Back when Hunter got a scroll, he followed Willow and that was that. He never followed anyone else. He has never posted anything. He can't even be convinced to follow any more of his friends. Not even Gus. He has notifications on for when Willow posts. He pops in to like them and then he fucks off again. People have forgotten that Hunter even has an account.

But when it comes to human socmed OHHHHH....

I want to say he has a devianart. But I'm not sure because I'm pretty sure that devianart is a husk of its former self. So he probably just has a tumblr. Hunter has not yet learned that you can make seperate blogs for all your different interests so his blog is a cluttered mess of his whole autistic self Cosmic Frontier brainrot, wolves, anime, the occasional embroidery pics that Willow tags him in.

Also he would be on neopets.

BONUS CHARACTERS:

Camila is on Facebook and Instagram. Also after the events of the series she gradually begins to rediscover the Cosmic Frontier message boards she used to frequent back when Manny was still alive. They brought back memories of her grief for the longest time but she's beginning to once again embrace her love for the series. She's even reconnected with some old online friends <3

Vee would have all the Normal Human Teenage Girl Social Media. She mostly uses twitter, Instagram and Pinterest. She also stays active on Facebook just to like her mom's posts.

Mattholomule would use reddit. Don't disagree with me I'm right.

#sorry for giving so many of them tumblrs #theyre gay and autistic what else am i supposed to give them

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terrahlee-cup · 2 months

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I’m just slowly adding more chapters to each of these because otherwise the number of notifications would be a lot lol @raphaelesbian

Foive (The sleep deprivation is invading the main posts more and more teehee)

Aw Donnie no 🥹 I get migraines and owwww. Just wanna… toss pain meds at him. Bonk.

Ah of course Raph can’t relax our boy is so wound up at this point. I do wonder how long Karai messing with the Foot will work. Any time she’s physically present for one of these things she risks being recaptured.

“maybe she just deserved some time without someone trying to hunt her down, friend or foe.” That is very sweet actually. Like, yes she’s still in danger, but she’s getting a bit to do her own thing.

“If he was pissy when Raph escaped he was livid now that Karai was gone, too.” Yeah that tracks lol. Oh and he’s doing shit himself now that’s… niiiiiiice? Raph is not going to be okay if they actually have to fight him is he.

These kids need somewhere safe to chill where they can get away from each other for a bit. All of them are on edge and stuck in the same space that is never going to go well. “The Lair had become a pressure cooker, and Raph was about ready to burst.” This is not going to be pretty is it.

Lmao how the turn tables— please be careful bud. Aw they’re bonding! They’re so sleep deprived which same, but they’re bonding! Making dark jokes back and forth is a glorious bonding activity.

“They have the self-preservation skills of a group of lemmings.” The jumping off cliffs thing is a myth but- wait Raph’s a fucking lemming. He is THE SAME. FU-

“What if you weren’t alone?” Oh these little shits. You ALL have the self-preservation skills of lemmings. Like these two totally deserve to blow off some steam but I am NOT excited to see them possibly get caught again… anyway BIG SISTER BONDING THROUGH CRIME FUCK YEAH.

“And here I was already planning out the colors for our friendship bracelets.” *stares at a certain piece of fanart and loudly sips drink*

Seex (Hey remember that discord typo-)

Raph being too excited about causing problems to fight with his brothers I can’t lol- these two should never be allowed to go on missions alone.

Bradford hurt Mikey and Raph shall never forget. Good. Karai really said “how in the fuck are you doing that.”

“launder, like laundry?” I mean… close enough? I guess they’re technically washing it? Of the crime? Just not… normally. Um. Yeah close enough.

CRIMES WITH BIG SISTER FUCK YEAH part 2. These two are menaces I am so happy for them. Cause chaos children, go forth. Also MORE BONDING! They’re having so much fun they deserve this.

Sparring instead of committing more crime— yeah a break’s probably a good idea at this point. These two have been through so much recently so seeing them sort of give each other some room to breathe is so nice. They both need it so badly.

Sevan~

Karai gets to be a bad influence the chapter. The teenagers have obtained alcohol everyone, you have been warned. Also Karai, hun, he’d probably have had less intense of a reaction if you’d said what the mystery liquid was before drinking it <3

Raph drank way too much immediately because of course he did lmao. Karai’s “oh dear” reaction— see what you’ve done to him ma’am? His brain is soup. Soup! Stands up and immediately nope HELP-

I really like how these two’s relationship has built up to this point. They’re both a lot more blunt than Raph’s brothers, and it seems to be working in their favor for once. They’ve done a bit of ‘casual’ hanging out, but they also kinda just skipped to having important conversations that they probably both need. Also, these two feel older than the other turtles after everything. Karai just *is*, but the way Raph acts with her is different. I don’t entirely know how to put words to it? They’re being rebellious and doing stupid shit, sure, but it also seems like they’re actually working through things a bit. It’s not just screwing around for the sake of it. I dunno, they have ‘older siblings that are starting to need more of their own space’ vibes.

#tmnt #tmnt 2012 #*shakes post like a bag of treats* pspspspsps #We’re still on pre “Cup got sleep” rambles #puppet tightly strung fic #I still do a double take at the suggested tags whenever I type that #Or- did I nap between these two I-#Fuck I can’t tell

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browneyes-issac · 10 months

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Hellos everyoneeee!!! 💞👋

Sooooo I'm coming backkkk!! Finally!! 🙈💞😆

Warning This is super longgggg!! 🤣🙈

So I deeply apologize for dropping off the face of the earth back in February... I really had full 100% intentions of staying up to date with ready and writing... I just... I really think I overwhelmed myself working and trying to keep up.. Which that's nothing against anyone. I'm just super slow and I was still getting used to working evening being there five months. So I was sleeping more then my usual napping. So I think that's what started me backing away.

Then the housekeeping boss... She was becoming more and more of a bully to us and one of the ladies in laundry finally had enough and went to HR. She ended up getting fired. My aunt ended up taking the position.. Which yeah that was the logical choice but some stuff happened with her which I'll get into later on. But yeahhh, original boss lady strained on my mental health a lot...

And I am big on saying heyy blow up my phone if you need and or want to for whatever you want.. But I feel bad doing it to others so getting behind on my reading.. It kinda messed with me. Because I feel really bad for not staying up to date but also I just... I was getting burned out I think... 🥺🥺

A positive note ----

Biketok kinda consumed me on tiktok... 🤣🙈 gotta love the masked men love that Mando started for meeeee!! 🤣🤭

I have no words.. They all are so amazing and badass and I just... Yeahhh 🤭😍 I used to really hate sports bikes... But idk tiktok showed me they can be absolutely beautiful and their riders are so amazing... 🥺

I got a whole list of them that I follow and love but there is this one... His name is Angel. I don't even know where to start with him. He's so amazing, precious, dorky, idkk I just love and adore him. 💞

When I started following him it kinda started out as a crush.. Because ya know a booktok themed video of his popped up.. 🤣🤭 But once I got to know him through his lives and his more personal posts.. My love for him turned more into a comfort love. He brings me so much joy and comfort.. Like his fourth live I watched, I passed tf out. And I'm big on the saying; you fall asleep faster when you are laying next to someone you feel safe with. And it's the same thing with him. His voice just... 🥺💞🥰 Even when the dork is screaming and yelling at his games on live.. Still pass out and stay asleep. 🤣 he's really helped me heal a lot... 🫶

^^^^ this is the stinker in question. 🤭🤣 he did a face reveal, so I feel it's ok I am posting it on other social media. 💞 He's so stinking handsome I cantttt!! 😍💞🥰

I may still do thirsty comments on his posts.. But my teasing love and comfort love for him over powers that.. He just knows how to get under my skin with the spiciness.. 🤣🙈

He does have a girlfriend, which I'm endlessly happy for him.. He deserves endlesssss happiness!! 💞

If you would like to check him out... All socials are Outrunangels. He also has music out under that name. 🥰 he has music out under another name too, but not gonna promote it.. Not gonna type it out, if you'd like to listen to it after you've checked out the angel stuff.. Let me know and or I'll do a post about it too.. 🤣

~~~~~

Ok back to the annoying soppy stuff.. Enough of me gushing about my Angel baby.. 🤣💞🤭

So when I was pulled into biketok.. I found this one guy. He followed me back on tiktok and one day we started talked and he asked to move to snap, because tiktok didn't send him notifications good enough.. Which is fine, I had no problem with that. We started talking more.. Kinda... Kinda ended up being more of a spicy relationship. Which I was fine with. Because I've never been a relationship or had any romantic anything.. I know I've never shared this on here, but I've grown a lot and I'm not that ashamed of it anymore. I'll share about what helped me later on.

Anyways. This guy... I confessed I started developing feelings for him and that I'd love to start to get to know each other better. His response was I'm sorry I don't do relationships because I move around a lot. Ok I get that completely, but long distance can work and it doesn't hurt to at least have friends.

So I kinda started stepping back.. Because that hurt and as time went on it did more and I had some good days. Then around the middle of August, maybe the week after my birthday (it's the 6th ), he posted a few videos with a girl and I believe one said it was his girlfriend. Sooo yeahhh that killed me a bit. Like ok you could have been a decent human and said hey I don't like you anymore so let's stop talking, because I found someone.

I stepped back completely then.. I kept him on everything and just slowly deleted him off of everything. A few weeks ago a video of his popped up, he ended up breaking up with that girl.. I kinda laughed, because karmaaaa! 🤷‍♀️

Angel came into my life at a really good time. It was right before the crap with this guy got really bad for my mental health. And just like his name he was an angel and saved me. 🥺💞

Back to work stuff... Ya know how I said my aunt is my boss? Yeah kinda sucks now... So my dad is the manager for the bowling alley in town. He hired my cousin, my aunts son. He's been slacking a lot.. Dad has tried talking to him a lotttt... Fought to get him a raise... And then the Monday after my dad's birthday he fired him. Because he went behind dads back to the GM.. What's the point of dad being manager if he's gonna go to the GM?? Some other stuff happened too that caused dad to finally fire him.

My aunt is a childish person... So of course when my dad tried to talk to her calmly when she was there with her bowling buddies... She blew up at him talking about this isn't my problem blah blah.. And some other stuff that is family stuff.. Don't wanna get into it.. Been dealing with that mentally too much...

So she's been acting annoyingly at work.. Some other reasons too, but it irritates me too much so not gonna get into it.

Back in September one of the CNAs on my Hall was making fun t-shirts for all of us to wear for Halloween in October. She asked me to come help her and just hang out.. She only had mine left to do, pay day was the following week.. So I assumed that we were gonna wait to wear them until I had mine done. Which awesome, I'm fine with waiting.. Get to work Tuesday.. And all of them are wearing their shirts... It crushed me, but I didn't say anything because I've never been like that. But my mom, the protector she is... Did say something to Chrissy (aunt/boss) and a CNA she's friends with.. She talked to her in confidence as friend and fellow mom... Well this girl went to the nursing boss about it... So boss lady chewed the nursing saffs butts about it...

Mind you. Two of the CNAs I've known most of my life.

I think it was the Friday that this happened... When I got back upstairs from break, the girl that did the shirts asked if I was upset about not having my shirt yet. I said yes, but once I thought about it I was fine with not having it yet because I'm the housekeeper and the youngest, and my shirt is a different picture... And then mom got upstairs too because the CNA that actually cared about me out of the two I know, she had asked for mom to come talk to her... Because she knows how I'd react about the situation..

Mom and her walked away and I was still talking to the shirt maker one.. Boss lady and the other one I've known forever both said idk why we have to deal with right now and in the middle of the hall... Um excuse me, this is how we always talk.. It's not my fault you guys don't do your job properly so you gotta race to do things when state is in the building... So I walked away crying...

This killed me a lot.... Then the CNA that is mean that I've known... She keeps singling me out and setting me up for crap...

Mind you, she started doing this the week my mom was puking her brains out.

Oh and another thing I'm gonna share with y'all finally... I still live with parents.. We all aren't in a rush for me to move out and I help with bills, which is why I wanted a job...

We didn't know what was wrong with her.. She couldn't stand up really without feeling dizzy and puking... So no work for her.. I was having to worry about helping get her stuff done plus my hall. So I was slacking a lot. Because my mom is never sick. So I was freaking out and struggling a lot... She ended up going to the doctors and found out she has verdigo.

And this woman decides to start doing this crap that week and telling my boss.. I'm gonna leave this and see how long it takes lotus to pick it up... Like wtffff???

So yeah this all has been straining on my mental health a lot... I'm finally slowly getting bsck to being better... I'm gonna be switching to deep cleaning soon.. I'm training the new girl. I'm hoping she won't freak out and quite. 🤞

~~~ two postive things again.. 🥰

First.. The thing that had helped me not be ashamed of being single all my life and have no romantic background at all... I found this audio erotica app called Quinn. They have Voice actors that do spicyyy audios. It's such a wide range of stuff on there. Very sex postive. And their social media team posts so amazingly with helping us understand the positivity that goes with sex. They have helped me a lot with being ok with how I am not having experience. And I follow a few of the ones I love.. And ahh they are so sweet and awesome.. Have helped a lot too. Also, Quinn is only $5 a month.. 👀👀

Second... I got my first tattoo!!!

The meaning ---- this is a mental health tattoo.🫶

no I didn't get the lotus out of cheesiness of it being my name. I got it because I love the symbolism of it. Lotus flowers grow through the mud. So I have always said; you have to push through the mud of life to blossom into the beautiful lotus flower you are.

The words. I have always said that to my friends and myself.. And ya know I don't really cuss unless I'm really mad and that is how I always type out that cuss word.

It is also in honnor the people we have lost to suicide. 💞 I've had some family friends, famous people I adore and just in general for people we've lost to it. 💞

It's still super weird I have one. I never thought I would be able to do it!! I'm so scared of pain, but this pain.. It hurt but not really.. My mom and I keep saying, it's the perfect pain that doesn't hurt like other pain. I so calm during it that my hand went cold from keeping it still.. 🙈🤣

I can't wait to get moreeeee!! 🤭🤭

Ok will post this with some tags and then reblog with tagging people and some more to write. 💞

#long ass post #what ive been up to #lil life update 💞#hii everyone!#ive missed youuu 🥺

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glorified-red · 2 years

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Waking up to 10 thousand alerts on my phone for tumblr from you being asked medieval would you rather questions with Tim and Damian is probably the most hilarious thing ever and has sent my mind spiraling. So, I have decided to throw my lil top hat in the ring. 🌝

Would you rather be a pampered Queen with King! Tim but have to deal with several political struggles and wars as others try to intrude on the land.

Or would you rather be a regular civilian with a Damian who has decided to give up being an heir to the throne; you aren’t super wealthy but you two own a menagerie of exotic pets and creatures (but since you are in the same kingdom of Tim’s it is at risk of being pillaged due to the political mess going on).

Saku!! My love!!

No literally, I woke up this morning and on top of my phone blowing up over the SuperBat post (1500 notes?? wow??) I saw 12 asks after spending the previous night JUST cleaning out my inbox, I think I stared at my phone in awe for ten minutes.

I love getting to interact with you guys so much, I literally started a writing blog dreaming of the day I'd get random thoughts in my inbox to just talk to you guys so I am in heaven right now.

Also?? you have my notifs on??? 🥺 you are a strong soldier if you get a notification everytime i go on a reblog spree, good luck bestie.

Onto the WYR:

This is such a tough choice becaue they both suck 💀

On one hand, as royalty, youd live a pampered life but man the weight and pressure of the crown would make you wish you didn't. Tim is a very politically savvy King and I stand by that, if anyone can get the kingdrom through a potential war, itll be him. He is the definition of a negotiator and then a calculated menace if that doesnt work.

He'd get to the source and talk his way through it and if that didn't change the tide, he'd personally lead a legion to tear it down. Your job at this time is to be his voice of reason, to let him know all the sides of the stories. But more importantly, he needs breaks, he needs the weight of the crown to lesson and that's when you'll step in.

Whereas with Damian, when he gives up the life of royalty you two create a wonderful home for just the two of you and its beautiful. Problem is, politics suck and at any moment your home could be destroyed. Damian is prepared for the worst the second he catches wind of whats going on.

He's more than ready to pick up his life once again and move some place else, so long as he has you, he'll be happy. So if things really turn sideways, you will just get another chance to make a home even more beautiful than before.

But the pets >< I dont wanna think about Damian having to sell them, my heart will literally break.

And for that, Imma go with Tim because I can cuddle him and be rationale and thats easier to me than having to watch Damian sell his pets.

#asks

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jupiterscorner · 2 years

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an inconvenience of the highest nature | a luminouswrites one-shot

Originally posted on AO3

Fandom: Yuri on Ice

Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

Summary: Yuuri Katsuki, after completing a long trip, checks into the hotel only to learn that his top competitor, Viktor Nikiforov, has been double booked with him. To make matters worse, there is only one bed.

Tags: Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Sharing a Bed, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Look I'm just a sucker for the "oh no there was one bed" trope sue me, Enemies to Lovers, but only if you squint hard enough

Yuuri groaned as he finally got off the plane. It was a 13 hour flight to the tournament, and he was utterly exhausted from the trip. All Yuuri wanted to do was crash in his hotel room after taking a long shower. As he made his way to the front of the airport, he turned his phone back on to call a cab. His phone begen the usual cycle after his longer flights of the barrage of incoming messages, so he quickly put it on mute to call the cab company. After confirming the details, he managed to ignore his messages as he loaded his luggage up in the cab. He was still extremely jet lagged and decided to just check his messages at the hotel when he could breathe and relax. Pulling up in front of the hotel, the cab driver helped him unload and the doorman greeted them and showed them to the front desk.

“Welcome, are you here for the competition?” The attendant smiled and he nodded. “Can I get your name please?”

“Katsuki Yuuri. It may be under Yuuri Katsuki.” The attendant nodded and typed away on the computer. He frowned, and looked up at Yuuri.

“Mr. Katsuki I apologize for the error, but it seems we double-booked you with another competitor.” Yuuri felt the ground open up under him and his heart dropped. “I do not know what happened, and I will investigate this for sure. In the meantime for this I can comp you...” Yuuri tuned the attendant out after that and he could feel the panic setting in.

“Sir, can you tell me who you double-booked me with?” The attendant nodded and clicked something on his computer.

“Ah, it says here Russian skater Viktor Nikiforov.”

“Excuse me, he’s been what with who” a voice exclaimed behind them, and Yuuri truly thought he had woken up in his worst nightmare. Slowly turning was none other than his top competitor and also the secret love of his life, Viktor Nikiforov. Viktor was standing in his traditional sweat gear that lived in Yuuri’s head rent-free, and he had one hand on his suitcase and the other on his hip. He looked from the attendant to Yuuri, and it took everything in Yuuri not to look away. The attendant started stammering, and Yuuri actually felt bad for the guy. “There must be some mistake.” The attendant shook his head and showed them the screen. There, clear as day, it read:

Room 350—One Bed

One Attendant:

Katsuki Yuuri

Viktor Nikiforov

Yuuri groaned, and Viktor sighed. Before Viktor could say anything, Yuuri bolted away and pulled his phone out. He really should have checked his phone before he got here because there were about 40 notifications from Celestino. Groaning, he went through them all and they all boiled to the same thing: The hotel messed up, and they didn’t have any other rooms. Yuuri could not believe his luck, so he returned to the front desk. Viktor was currently in a debate with the attendant's manager, who was in the middle of saying there were no other rooms and all of the other hotels were booked. Letting out an exasperated sigh, Viktor turned to Yuuri.

“Looks like you are stuck with me Katsuki,” he said, and Yuuri nodded. He took the keys from the attendant and walked past Yuuri toward the elevator. Turning back, he noticed Yuuri had not moved. “Well, are you coming or not?” Yuuri jolted into action and joined Viktor in the elevator. The door closed, and they were alone. Yuuri shifted uncomfortably, and he could feel the tension rolling off of Viktor. “Well, this is less than ideal huh?” Yuuri nodded. It wasn’t that he and Viktor were necessarily on bad terms, but Yuuri had been harboring a huge crush on the older man for years, and he truly could not have imagined a worse situation than this. The elevator made it to their floor, and they walked to the room. Viktor scanned the key, and they made their way inside. The bed was a basic queen, and in the room was a small table next to a large window overlooking the river next to the arena. A loveseat sat off to the side where the TV was and barely looked big enough for a single person. Sighing, Yuuri moved past Viktor and set his suitcase down next to the dresser. With a flop, he landed face-first on the bed. Viktor chuckled and moved to put his stuff down as well. It was still midday, but Yuuri had been traveling for so long that he quickly fell asleep.

⬥

Hours later, Yuuri woke with a yawn and sat up to stretch. Sighing, he felt himself slowly get oriented with his surroundings, and that's when he noticed...

Oh.

Curled up next to him was none other than Viktor. He was still fast asleep, and it took every ounce of self-control not to leap out of the bed. He looked down at Viktor, who was peacefully unaware of the near heart attack he’d given Yuuri. As quietly as he could, Yuuri got out of bed and made his way to the suitcase to get his toiletries bag. After, he made his way into the bathroom to brush his teeth and have a quick shower. It was nearing 6 PM, so he figured he would see if Viktor wanted food. Sighing, he let the hot water run down his back as he woke up from the jet lag trip. After turning the water off, he got out of the shower only to realize he forgot his change of clothes and only had towels. Deciding to risk it, he quickly wrapped one around his waist and opened the door to a very wide-awake Viktor. Gasping, he stepped back and slipped backward. Viktor leaped forward and wrapped his arm around Yuuri’s waist to keep him from falling on the floor. They stood there for a moment staring at each other, and Yuuri could see himself in Viktor’s eyes with how close he was.

“Um.. thank you Viktor..” That snapped Viktor out of it, and he helped Yuuri stand up straight. “Uh.. I was thinking of ordering dinner from the hotel room service, do you have any preferences?” Viktor gulped and shook his head no. Yuuri nodded, and he gestured to the stack of towels. “I’ll leave you to do what you need to do, and I will go order.” With that, he quickly left and ran to his suitcase. Throwing on the first clothes he saw, Yuuri pulled up the menu and ordered them both dinner. Because they were both skating tomorrow, he ordered something that wouldn’t make them feel sluggish or sick. Thankfully, there were a lot of options, so there was no issue. By the time the food came, Viktor had finished his shower, and he had come out in a towel as well. Yuuri pointedly did not look, and he gestured to the table while Viktor changed. “I ordered a few things since I know tomorrow is going to be busy, and we both need our energy.” He looked up, and Viktor had changed into sweats and a shirt. Nodding, Viktor sat and pulled a dish towards him and with a smile began eating.

“Thank you Yuuri, I know this situation is not ideal, but I am glad it’s you I am sharing the room with rather than someone like Michele.” Laughing, Yuuri nodded and joined him at the table. He dug into the chicken salad he had ordered, and they ate in silence. Yuuri contemplated saying something, anything really.

“So our sleeping arrangements-”

“So I was thinking for tonight-”

They both looked at each other with an awkward laugh. Viktor motioned for Yuuri to continue.

“I was thinking I can take the floor if need be, I’m used to sleeping in small spaces.” Viktor shook his head adamantly at that which shocked Yuuri.

“Nonsense. We can put pillows between us if necessary, and I can see about getting a second blanket up here.” Yuuri felt his eyebrows raise at the prospect of sharing a bed with Viktor. Viktor Nikiforov, the man he’d been in love with for ages. He would be in the same bed as him. Who did he piss off in his past life to get karma like this? With a sigh, he nodded and started getting ready for bed. They awkwardly shuffled into the bed, Viktor on his side facing Yuuri and Yuuri on his back. After what felt like hours, Viktor sighed and shut the light off.

Sleep eventually found Yuuri, but it was temporary. He awoke suddenly at one point in the night to find himself wrapped up in Viktor’s arms, the pillows tossed to their feet. At first, it didn’t process what awoke him until he felt it. Something was poking him in the back, and it was definitely something he did not expect to be near in his lifetime. To make matters worse, Viktor seemed to shift with Yuuri each time he tried to move away. He was still fast asleep, but Yuuri could hear Viktor mumbling something as he slowly shifted his hips closer. Yuuri bit back a gasp when there was a particularly rough thrust, which was his breaking point.

“Viktor, wake up please,” the younger man said. Viktor mumbled some more, but he still stayed asleep. Groaning internally, Yuuri tried to gently shake the older man away. Viktor thankfully began to wake up at that, and he blinked away the confusion.

“Yuuri? Is it time to get up?” Yuuri bit his lip and looked away, and Viktor took a few minutes before he realized. With a soft “oh,” he shifted and held the pillow over his lap. “Well, this is embarrassing. I’m so sorry Yuuri, I will go sleep on the floor.” Yuuri’s hand shot out suddenly, and neither of them spoke for a minute.

“Please stay?” Viktor’s eyes widened at that, and Yuuri looked up at him with pleading eyes. “I... I want you to stay with me.” Maybe it was the sleep deprivation or the stress of the trip, but the floodgates had opened, and Yuuri couldn’t stop himself. “I have been in love with you for ages now Viktor, and it would break my heart if things became awkward after the first time we spend even a moment in the same room. Please don’t sleep on the floo-” Yuuri didn’t even get to finish his sentence before he was pulled into a bruising kiss by Viktor. By the time he processed what was happening, Yuuri found himself in Viktor’s lap exchanging heated kisses. His brain was still processing the fact that Viktor had kissed him when he felt Viktor’s hand touch his side. With a gasp, he broke the kiss off.

“Yuuri, can I touch you?” Viktor hesitates, his hands lightly trailing the hem of Yuuri’s shirt. A blush rose to Yuuri’s cheeks, and he nodded. Viktor slipped his hand under Yuuri’s shirt, his fingers ghosting over Yuuri’s stomach. It was slightly ticklish, and Yuuri couldn’t help himself from letting out a breathy laugh. “What’s so funny Katsuki?” Viktor looked at him with a frown, and Yuuri waved his concerns off.

“It’s not you, it just turns out I am quite sensitive on my stomach.” Viktor paused for a moment, and then he let out the most amazing laugh ever. They both ended up laying flat on the bed after that, and Viktor proceeded to kiss Yuuri. After a bit, Yuuri’s laughs turned into moans as Viktor trailed his way down to Yuuri’s stomach. He hesitated at Yuuri’s pants and looked up.

“Yuuri, before we do anything else I want to check in with you.” Yuuri looked at him with a fond expression, and he nodded.

“I... I need to be honest with you. I’ve never actually done anything with anyone.” Viktor nodded, and he began pulling Yuuri’s pajamas down.

“I can assure you I also haven’t done anything with anyone.” Yuuri couldn’t help his eyebrows from raising, and Viktor shrugged. “Being a champion skater doesn’t really leave room for dating, much less sex.” Yuuri nodded knowingly, and he leaned back as Viktor began to take his underwear off. Suddenly there was heat around his cock, and Yuuri sat up with a gasp. Viktor smirked and continued to run his tongue along Yuuri’s head. It felt so good, and Yuuri knew if Viktor kept this up he would not last long. His hand found Viktor’s hair, and he threaded his fingers into it. Viktor let out a moan, and he continued to bob up and down.

“Viktor, I’m close!” Viktor looked up at Yuuri through his lashes, which was the breaking point. With a cry, he released in Viktor’s mouth. As he came down from his high, he was distinctly aware that Viktor was still hard, which just would not do. He reached forward and pulled Viktor to him, pushing his hand into Viktor’s pajama pants. With a moan, Viktor fell forward as Yuuri began to jerk him off. It didn’t take long until Viktor was panting in Yuuri’s ear, and finally, let out a choked-out gasp. They breathed heavily until Viktor collapsed full-on on top of Yuuri. After what felt like hours, they finally got up and showered together. Getting back into bed, Yuuri shuffled up close to Viktor, and Viktor wrapped him up in his arms.

“Yuuri,” he mumbled, “I am glad it was you I got double-booked with. I’ve wanted to do that for ages.” Yuuri looked up with a smile and kissed the other man. They quickly fell asleep, Yuuri’s smile never leaving.

#yuri on ice #viktuuri #viktuuri fic #viktor x yuuri #there was only one bed #oh no #luminouswrites

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sourcherryandsprinkles · 2 years

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King of social media | Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Tom makes a mistake and post a private video on his Instagram Story

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Word count: 0.6k

Request: Can you write about Tom making a mistake on social media? Accidentally posting a picture or saying something on a live?

Phones were not allowed on set, so you only saw Tom's Instagram story hours later when you wrapped up for the day. You picked your phone up and, a frown formed on your face, seeing it blowing up with notifications. You unlocked it and quickly went on Instagram to figure out why you had so many notifications since they seemed to be all coming from there. Something must've happened while you were on set.

It didn't take you long to find the source of the notifications: Tom. It must be a picture he posted - or perhaps he had 'accidentally' tagged you on his crotch again and fans went crazy. You prayed it wasn't the latter. Although it was funny, your grandma did not understand why he had tagged you there and you had to explain the joke to her...

You clicked on Tom's account and hit the story button.

An emotional smile broke on your face, seeing him in a hoodie and curly strands on his forehead.

You hadn't seen Tom in a month because of filming and it was tough.

When you were filming in another state, flying home for a weekend was an option, but not when you were all the way in Spain. Being away from your loved ones was the toughest part of being an actor. You wished Tom could come with you all the time, but your schedules didn't always align.

''I'm on a date with my new girlfriend,'' Tom said, a arm wrapped around Tessa's neck. He kissed her head, holding his phone with his other hand. ''And it's raining. And my hair's gone super curly.'' He kissed Tessa again, but her attention was elsewhere, seeing something more interesting a little bit away. ''But we're in love. Right, princess?''

As cute as this was, it made you miss them more. You wanted to go through the screen and kiss Tom's face - and Tessa's.

Tom then looked right at the camera, his eyes a little sad. ''Me and Tessa miss you.''

The story ended and your heart was full.

Disregarding the timezone and how late it must be in New York, you called Tom. He picked up after a few rings.

''I'm guessing you saw the video,'' Tom began before you could place any words, embarrassed at his terrible social media skills.

One of his cast-mate once had to screen-record how to delete a story he had posted two times on Instagram because he couldn't figure out how to do it. He was a total grandpa when it came to social media.

''I did.''

''I meant to send this to you, but I posted it on public instead of just to you and now everyone cooing about this video...'' he explained, as if you hadn't guessed yourself.

You and Tom were a very private couple. Hollywood knew you were together, but you weren't the kind of couple who posted hundreds of selfies together or answer questions about each other in interviews. Love's a fragile little flame; you liked to preserve your private life, your private love life.

You already had to deal with the vultures circling you every time you were out in public, making you and Tom feel like a pair of foxes during hunting season. The less they know about your private life, the better.

''It's okay. You made a mistake.''

Honestly, you weren't mad. Tom's mistake was cute. The medias will undoubtedly make articles about it soon and create headlines, but at least it was a sweet message.

Tom sighed. ''A dumb mistake.''

You gasped in offense. ''Are you saying missing me is dumb?''

''No! No. That's not-''

You laughed to yourself, wishing you could see his panicked face while stumbling with his words. ''I was messing with you, Tommy.'' There was shuffling on the other end of the phone, followed by a bark you recognized as Tessa's. ''Tell Tessa I miss her.''

''What about me?''

''I miss you too.''

#tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland imagine #tom holland x y/n #marvel prompt #marvel mcu #marvel #marvel x reader #MCU #mcu prompts #mcu imagines

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oxkikixo · 2 years

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Number One Fan!

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴; Kurt Kunkle x Streamer! Reader

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲; this is my first time posting something onto tumblr! So if something is messed up, i’m sorry ;( this was a drabble in my notes and i just pasted it into here and spacing got all wonky on me. i apologize you guys!!

~~~

The soft illumination of Kurt’s screen shone onto his face as he sat in his car, his back hunched as he leaned over his phone, your smiling face pointed towards the camera as you softly laughed at what one of your viewers said. A small ping when off and a animated version of you popped up dancing, a robotic voice playing, “@DaddyLongLegs donated $50!” the small message he left started playing shortly after, “Hi Y/n! Been watching you since day 1 and it’s great to see how far you’ve gotten!”

You placed a hand over your heart and puffed out your bottom lip, “Awe~ that’s so sweet! Thank you so much, for the donation and for always watching my streams. It means so, so, so much to me!” you cooed, adjusting in your plush pink seat so you can face the camera more.

“I always love hearing from you guys—“ your blabbing was ignored as Kurt just stared at his phone, his dark brows squishing close as he thought about what that guy said. No way he’s been watching since day one, cause Kurt has been watching from day one and has never seen this @DaddyLongLegs before! He must be lying. No way anyone is more of a number one fan than Kurt. He even bought your merch! He was a shirt and hat that you sold. Of course he has other little nick-naks, but the shirt and hat are limited addition! So he was definitely the first person to snatch those up before anyone else. In-a-matter-of-fact, Kurt is wearing one of your t-shirts, right now! Sure, he should be wearing his own merch, but he likes the shirt he bought from your shop. The light pastel pink with the graphic design of your character on it is cute! Kurt truly is your number one fan; wearing your merch on his streams basically proves it.

“Well, that’ll be all for tonight’s stream. Thank you all for joining,” you smiled, your glossy lips reflecting the bright light you had on you, “See you guys next week. Love ya’!” and with a small wave and blow of a kiss, the stream was over.

Kurt shuffled around in his seat and straightened his back. He placed his phone in a small, plastic phone holder that was attached to his dashboard as he started up his own stream. He waved to the camera with as much love as he can muster. He learned to be more “loving” to his audience, because of you! You always say “love ya’!” and wave so Kurt started doing that! You’re such an inspiration to him, you have no clue how much you mean to him.

“Hey, guys! So, we’re just waiting on Patrick to get here and then we’ll start—“ a knock on the window behind the passengers seat made Kurt flinch but he quickly unlocked the doors.

The back door flung open and blonde haired man climbed in. He huffed and slammed the car door shut, the grey vehicle shaking slightly.

“Hey, Patrick! You’re heading to Saint Mary’s Apartment Complex, right?” Kurt queried, looking into the rearview mirror, the corners of his lips twisting up.

Patrick looked up at Kurt from under his dark lashes, “Yeah, whatever.” the jock looking man grumbled, looking down at his phone.

“Okay!” Kurt mumbled, turning the radio up and starting the car.

The ping that came from Kurts phone got his attention immediately, his gut squeezing in hopes of a new follower. The notification from Spree made his gut sadly flatten, though. ‘Y/n L/n has requested a ride from you! Accept?’

Kurts foot slammed on the break and Patrick flung forward, a string of curses leaving his lips. Kurt quickly grabbed his phone and hit accept, the map showing where you were popping up.

“Hey, man, I got to go pick someone else up. Her destination is close to yours so it’s all good,” Kurt stated, placing his foot onto the gas and flipping a bitch around a corner.

Patrick groaned but shrugged, looking back down to his phone.

Kurt couldn’t believe it. His heart was racing, his blood ringing in his ears. He didn’t know you were in LA! This is great news! Kurt can finally talk to you in person. Will you notice that he’s wearing your merch? Will you follow him back? Will you even talk to him? So many questions littered Kurts mind as he drove to the hotel you were at. He’s going to see you. Talk to you. Maybe even get you to follow him!

As Kurt drove through the hotel parking lot, the brunette could feel his palms begin to grow sweaty and sticky against the steering wheel. He pulse fastened and his heart thumped against his boney ribcage.

The moment he saw you standing by the entrance of the hotel, your arms wrapped around your waist as your waited, Kurt knew this was the greatest moment of his life.

Patrick seemed to notice, too. Since he jumped out of his skin, basically. “Holy shit! You’re picking up Y/n L/n? That’s fucking sick!” the blonde exclaimed. Kurt grimaced at the passengers reaction. So, he was a fan, too? Well, Patrick better not take Kurts spotlight away.

You walked up to the car, opening the door behind the passenger seat and slipping in. “Hi, is this Kurt Krunkles car?” you asked, your voice dripping like honey right into Kurt’s mouth.

Kurt looked over his shoulder, smiling, “Yep! I’m guessing you’re Y/n L/n?” Kurt grinned as you softly nodded your head. God, you were so much better in person then on Kurts phone.

“Ohmygodhi! iwatchallyourstreams! impatrickandimyourenumberonefan!!” Patrick spoke quickly as he cupped your hands in his, his squeezing your hands.

You looked the blonde up and down with a concerned and uncomfortable look on your face. Kurt watched as you tried to pull your hands away from Patrick’s but the male had a tight grip. “Uhm, can you please let go?” you whimpered, “You’re hurting my hands, Patrick!”

Kurt stopped the car and angrily looked over his shoulder, his piercing brown eyes stabbing into Patrick, “If you don’t let her go, you’re getting kicked out of my car!” Kurt spoke sternly, his sudden confidence surprising him.

Patrick let you go as he turned to face Kurt, “You’re just gonna kick one of your passengers out? You’ll lose money.” Patrick spoke in a snobby tone, acting as if he owns the world.

Kurt squinted his eyes, “Yes, I would and I will. Touch her again and you’re out!”.

Patrick grumbled curses under his breath and pushed open the door next to him, “Fuck this! Fuck you!” Patrick cursed, flipping a middle finger towards Kurt before turning to you, your shaky figure pushed up against the opposite door of the car, “I’m unfollowing you AND blocking your ass!” he yelled, slamming the door shut and rushing away from the car.

Kurt huffed out a angered breath as he turned to you, his face softening and his body starting to feel fuzzy, “I’m so sorry, about him.” Kurt said, his eyes starting into yours. You awkwardly looked around and your gaze fell to Kurts shirt, your face flushing, “It’s fine. Thank you, for doing that.”

Kurt smiled and looked down to his shirt, “You like my shirt? It’s my favorite streamer.” Kurt happily spoke, acting as if you weren’t his favorite streamer. “She so cool, honestly. She inspires me a lot, actually. That’s why i started streaming! So i can get her attention.” Kurt said, turning forward and starting to drive again.

You looked around the car, all cameras pointed towards you, “So, that explains the cameras.” you said under your breath. Kurt happily agreed, “Yep! My streams are about…driving and giving lessons. @KurtsWorld96; follow for a follow!” he softly laughed, “I’m actually streaming, right now!” he looked to the camera closest to him, giving it a small wave, “Hi, everyone!”

You smiled, waving to the camera nearest to you. “You know…” you started off, your fingers twiddling in your laps, “That’s actually my shirt, that you’re wearing.” you finished, your face becoming a soft pink. Kurt looked on the rearview mirror in shock, “Oh my God, really?!” he gasped, “I can’t believe it’s actually you! i’m like you’re biggest fan!”

“That’s so good to hear. I’m happy i inspire you,” you two shared a laugh as you pulled out your phone, “Your called KurtsWorld96, right?” you asked, looking up at the greasy haired brunette.

He smiled and vigorously shook his head, “Yes, yes! That’s me.” his face became a hard red as he heard you type around on your phone. “Cool! I just followed you.” you stated, looking up to Kurt.

The grey car pulled up to your destination and Kurt looked back at you, “Thank you, so much, Y/n.” his voice was soft and caring. He truly meant it. If the world would end right now, he’ll die happy knowing that you followed him.

You smiled back, your glossy lips catching Kurts attention, “Yes, of course! It was great to meet you, Kurt.” you said, opening the car door and stepping out. You two exchanged awkward waves before you walked off.

Soon, a ding on Kurt’s phone excited him as he read it. ‘@Y/nOfficial_ added you in their post! Check it out?’ Kurts pale finger tapped on the banner, his phone showing him your recent post.

“Just met the most sweetest fan ever!!! @KurtsWorld96! Turns out, I inspire him to stream! So, check him out. Thank you, for a great Spree Ride, Kurt!”

Kurts heart melted. He knew you two were meant to be! He liked the post and then set his phone back into the holder. You two are destined to be together. You guys can be America’s newest and greatest power-couple, ever!

#slashers #joe keery #kurt kunkle

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wyverian-lady525 · 2 years

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modern au of a riders (involving Ratha rider reader) groupchat head cannons?

I can try this!❤️

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If the Rider World Had a Groupchat...

-It would be chaos. There would be screaming, crying, and perhaps a bit of blood. No one would be safe in this groupchat. It would consist of you (Ratha’s rider), Kyle, Reverto, Cheval, Alwin, Lilia, Ena, Kayna, Avinia, Navirou, and Tsukino.

-You would be the one who starts it, confusing everyone by adding them on without consent. You would also be the one who uses it the most and bothers everyone, Kyle most of all. In fact, you, Navirou, and Tsukino all like to pick on Kyle. Also, you always post pictures of your monsties or what you were doing that day.

-Kyle is just the grumpy one on the groupchat. He is also the one who tends to leave when things get too chaotic. This is the time when you would also force him back on and he would get all cranky. If Kyle ever posts something about his day, you will find something to tease him. Thus, an aggressive convo breaks out between you guys and Kayna always says your flirting.

-Reverto would be the mediator in the groupchat. He normally steps in to offer his opinion on a topic or to break up any aggression between you and Kyle. Also, he will post a ton of selfies of himself, causing people to aggressively scream-text him to stop.

-Cheval is probably the most peaceful one on the groupchat. No one ever picks on him, and he always offers nice opinions and advice. He only shows up once and awhile. Cheval also gives a lot of Rathi updates and pictures because she is his pride and joy.

-Alwin is the silent observer. No one ever sees him say anything in the groupchat, but he always knows what’s going on. Sometimes people forget that Alwin is even on this groupchat because no one talks to him, and he never says anything. However, if he has to say something, it usually ends up being in some form of long paragraph. He’s that guy.

-Lilia is just the inquisitive one who always corrects everyone else. She can never say anything jokingly and she will never respond to a joke. Lilia also gets upset if Reverto posts pictures without her permission, which he always innocently does. People get irritated when Lilia enters the chat because she is just facts incarnated.

-Ena is just the pleasant one in the groupchat. She is always there to bring everyone up, and she is the only one who doesn’t attack Kyle. Ena will also post cute nature photos on the chat that everyone loves. Also, whenever Ena comes on, Alwin usually follows just to ensure that no one picks on her. But he still doesn’t say anything.

-Kayna is absolutely chaotic. You and her together are just asking for trouble since you guys are rather alike. If Kyle starts to verbally abuse you, Kayna will swoop in and protect you. She also is the type to always text with caps lock on, making it look like she is constantly screaming.

-Avinia is like Cheval in just being chill on the groupchat. She will look to see what is going on, and perhaps she will respond to people. Sometimes it will be to thank someone or compliment or tell people to knock it off because they are blowing up her notifications. You can imagine her profile pic is Frostfang.

-Navirou gets blocked from the chat. He is the one to type out mini sentences which results in nearly twenty notifications blowing up your phone. You guys have blocked and then unblocked him several times.

-Tsukino rarely uses her own account and just hacks into Kyle’s instead. She loves to mess with him, and this is exactly how she does that, by invading his privacy. Sometimes she uses her own, but then it’s just embarrassing her hunter further.

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thefanficmonster · 4 years

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Let Them Talk

Corpse Husband x Reader (Female) ft. Sykkuno

Warnings: Swearing, Jealousy

Genre: Fluff, a bit of Angst

Summary: We can all agree Among Us is a fun game on its own but what makes it ten times better is playing it with the right company. Y/N could agree 100% Being a streamer herself, she loves playing with the streamer gang that includes her boyfriend and best friend. But, what happens when her boyfriend starts doubting her feelings for him due to her close relationship with her best friend.

Requested by @cheetoscat . Thank you so much for your request! Sorry it took so long to write, I hope the final product is worth the wait. Enjoy! Love, Vy ❤

Y/AU/N - Your Among Us Name

I settle in my gaming chair, adjusting my webcam one last time before joining the Among Us lobby with my friends.

“Hi everyone!“ I say into the mic, a smile plastering itself on my face. Discord is a magical thing, man. It’s so easy to forget that the people you are talking to aren’t around you or within arm’s reach. You could be separated by miles and miles of land or - in our case - oceans as well. Distance becomes negligible when you hear your friends’ voices, their laughter; when you have a good time together despite being each behind a screen, often times alone.

Well, I’m one of those lucky ones that isn’t alone. No one knows that, though. Everyone thinks I’m a single, self-employed girl that’s straight out of college. And they are 90% right. Only thing is - I’m not single. That would be a shocker in and of itself, but revealing who’s changed my relationship status would be a bomb with a whole new intensity.

Speaking of my significant other who shall remain unnamed - just kidding, it’s Corpse - his form materializes in the doorway of my recording room. I give him a hand signal the camera isn’t able to capture, alerting him of the fact that my mic is on. He replies by blowing me a kiss and walking off down the hall to his recording room where he’ll be stationed for the next three or so hours.

I owe this relationship to my best friend Sykkuno. I’m a pretty new and not very well known on the platform, however, thanks to him I haven’t only obtained a boyfriend, but a following of a little over million subscribers as well.

It all started with an invitation to fill a spot in the Among Us lobby him and his friends had created. It took him quite a bit to convince me to join, but I eventually caved and agreed. Suddenly, there I was. In a Discord call, in an Among Us lobby with some of the most well-known names on this platform. I’m talking YouTube legends. I was that puppy playing with the big dogs. The newbie tagging along with the big leagues. Or at least that’s how I felt until we all started vibing - talking and teasing each other as though we’ve known each other for years and not minutes.

When I joined the call, Corpse wasn’t present. After everyone else introduced themselves, Sykkuno informed me that we were waiting for Corpse to return. The name sounded really cool to me and I was genuinely very excited to meet this Corpse guy.

And then, out of the blue - no prep, no warning...

“Did you get someone to fill the spot? Oh- Hello, Y/AU/N.“

…he started talking and he had me star-struck. Apparently, he also had me a blabbering mess cause I remember blurting out: “Whoa, who’s this guy speaking in bold and underlined at the same time?”

The entire lobby, including Corpse, laughed. Sean, or Jack like they called him most often, answered my question, “That is the voice of God, Y/N. Its source is named Corpse, though.”

Heat spread from the bottom of my neck to the tips of my ears. I was mortified by my own stupidity. I was well aware they couldn’t see me and I was incredibly thankful for that, but I simply could not get myself to open my eyes. “I’m so sorry.” I said through nervous laughter.

“No, no, I like that description. Bold and underlined at the same time, huh?“ His voice sounded even more pleasant when it had that teasing, mischievous note to it. That thought popping up in my head only made things worse for my self-esteem and only made me more embarrassed, causing me to hide my face in my hands. “You sure it’s not in Italics as well?“

His question got a weak laugh out of me. “Nope, definitely not. Nothing Italic about it.“

Yes, I don’t even know how some terrible jokes about MS Word fonts got me as far as a romantic relationship, but they did! We’ve been living together for quite some time now, dating for even longer - hiding it just as long. It’s not that we have been actively trying to hide it or something, we just wanted to see how long it would take someone to become sus of us. When we realized no one would notice, we decided that if any rumors about us started, or even fans shipping us, we’d come clean. That hasn’t happened either, so we haven’t had the proper chance to address our relationship and neither of us minds.

At this point, I’m honestly afraid of revealing it to the gaming squad. Sykkuno especially. He’s my best friend, after all. I can see him being hurt by the fact that I kept a secret so big even from him. The last thing I wanna do is hurt my best friend but it’s already too late for that, it’s inevitable.

“Y/N have you looked at Twitter today?“ Rae, another streamer I’ve become close with over the months, says urgently.

Overlooking the tension in her words, I answer: “Nope, haven’t had the time. Why? What’s up?“

Before Rae can say anything else, Sykkuno joins the conversation, his voice somehow even more urgent than Rae’s. “It’s nothing, Y/N. If you see it, just don’t let it bother you, ok?”

Hearing such a tone from Rae isn’t unusual, but hearing it from Sykkuno is completely different and a lot more worrisome. “Well if it has the potential of bothering me it can’t be nothing. What’s going on?”

Just then, my phone dings with two notifications. I check to see they are messages from Rae.

“I sent you screenshots. Sorry, Sykkuno. She has to know in order to address it and defuse it as well. I know better than anyone how fast these rumors can spread, especially if no one reacts to them.“ She says, her tone barely apologetic at all.

I open the screenshots she has sent me and I find myself frozen in shock. Some old pictures of Sykkuno and I have been posted on Twitter by some random user. These pictures have started an entire thread of suspicions surrounding our relationship.

The pictures in question are from a New Year’s Eve party a mutual friend of ours held two years ago. Sure, in the pictures we are a lot closer than what would be considered a platonic proximity. And yes one of the pictures is of me kissing his cheek. Yes we were both a bit tipsy. I acknowledge all those things and yet none of them are concrete reasons for these rumors to have started piling.

“This is silly.“ I finally say after maybe five minutes of silence on my end. ”This is absolutely ridiculous! And why are people so serious about it as well? Actual, important matters get discussed more nonchalantly than the potential relationship between two online personalities! What is this world we live in?“ I know I shouldn’t let these rumors get to me like this, especially not on camera. Still, I can’t help it. I feel it’s so unfair to Corpse. He has to put up with this as well and it’s by no means easy for him. I’ve been shipped with people from our group in the past and he always took those rumors to heart despite acting like he didn’t care. Neither of us should get worked up, but him getting upset about them creates a domino effect with my emotions - causing me to be hit just as hard as him, in some cases harder.

Rumors of the past aside, this one is the worst by far. Mostly cause even Corpse himself suspected something between Sykkuno and I at the very beginning, when we were still acquaintances, barely crossing into the realm of friends.

I pull up Twitter to look for the whole thread, barely sparing my stream chat a glance in the process. It seems pretty split - those who agree with me and those who think Sykkuno and I make ‘such an adorable couple’. The thread is ridiculously long, and if we take into account that it was only started approximately five hours ago, you can either view it as impressive, amusing or sad. Why sad? Because someone has dedicated so much time and effort into fueling the fire of a weakly supported theory.

I love Sykkuno with all my heart. Everyone knows that - fandom, streamer squad, Corpse and Sykkuno included. I love too much and too platonically to ever even dream of having a romantic connection with him. I thought that was more than obvious, but people are either blind here, or just grasping at straws. One thing’s for certain - they’re stepping on a nerve.

“Hey where’s Corpse? Did he disconnect?” Felix asks, gaining my full attention. My eyes dart to the monitor, searching through the little avatars in a desperate search for the one of my boyfriend. It’s nowhere to be found.

“He just messaged me saying his connection is unstable but he might join us later.“ Rae says, “You guys can invite someone to fill...“

“Bathroom break.“ I interrupt, not waiting for a response before shutting my mic off, putting the ‘BRB‘ graphic on my stream and yanking the headset off. I basically run down the hall to Corpse’s recording room, my heart pounding like a bass drum.

“Corpse?!“ I call out to him, one hand already on the doorknob. When five seconds pass by without a response, I barge in.

Inside, I find his usual spot on the gaming chair empty and his slumped figure seated on his bed.

“Corpse?“ I try again, watching for even the tiniest change of body language. He remains still as a statue, not bothering to look up at me either.

His hands are gripping the edge of the mattress, his head hanging low. His eyes are covered by the short curtain of his dark messy curls. I can’t gauge much. Is he angry? Is he sad? Both? How should I approach the situation?

Before I find the answer to any of those questions, I am kneeling in front of him, our height difference eliminated. I gently pry his hands off the mattress and take them in mine, holding them firmly but tenderly. With one hand I reach up to tilt his head so his eyes can meet mine. He complies, his tear-filled brown orbs meeting mine. Those tears have the same effect on me as fifty sharp knives stabbing into my chest. These tears focus their attack straight on my heart, tearing it to pieces.

“Baby....“

He cuts me off, “Why is it always someone else, huh? Do they deem me not worthy of being with you? Do they think you deserve better?” His voice wavers, “Well, they might be right. They are correct and there’s little I can do to prove them wrong. They mean you well, Y/N - pairing you with guys better than me. Those are some loyal fans you’ve got. They only want what’s best for you. And so do I. If ‘best’ is being with someone else then...”

It’s my turn to cut him off. I put an end to his nonsense ramble that’s slowly killing me by pressing my finger against his lips. The sternness of my gaze is beyond me as I get up and walk over to his computer setup. I put on his headset and hop into the call as well as the lobby with his avatar.

“Hey Corpse’s back!” Toast says, “Good to have you back buddy.”

“No, not Corpse.” I say in a casual, nonchalant voice.

“Wait, wha-“ Sean’s voice shows just how confused he is, representing the confusion of the entire lobby actually.

“I know all of you are streaming so this message will be heard by several different audiences so I’m gonna make myself perfectly clear.“ I take a deep breath, “Sykkuno and I aren’t dating. He’s a lovely guy and he deserves to find a girl who will treat him right. That girl isn’t and won’t be me though. I am already treating someone right. Someone who treats me more than right as well. An amazing person. A man-child with a heart of gold. You know him, to a certain extent. He goes by the name of Corpse Husband, but I prefer to call him ‘Love of my life’. Thank you for your time and attention, goodbye.“

I exit the call and turn around to find a stunned Copse looking at me.

“That was meant for you just as much.“ I say with a fake strict attitude, one hand on my hip the other rested on his desk behind me, “Were you listening?“

Within milliseconds, he’s on his feet standing directly in front of me, his lips inches away from mine. “I heard and memorized every word. But...” he pauses for a moment, “I think you have no idea how big of a chaos you just created.”

I smile mischievously, “We’ll worry about that later. For now...” I close the gap between us, connecting our lips in a sweet and passionate kiss.

@susceptible-but-siriusexual @simonsbluee @save-the-sky @hacker-ghost @itsminniekat @bi-andready-tocry @imtiredaffff @jazzkaurtheglorious @hereforbeebo @fandomgirl17 @chrysanthykios @maehemscorpyus @loraleiix @letsloveimagines @annshit @i-cant-choose-a-username-help @enigmaticmaze @divine-artemis @waterlilypat @idontknowwhatthisisfam @evi-ka @classyandfabulous00 @redperson58 @lilysdaydreams @the-fuck-up-of-today @slashersdream @chiefwombathoagiepizza @solowheein @mythicalamphitrite @axen-gers @luckygirl144 @nj01

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