#what the fuuuucckkk

[atleastimaware]

He self-immolated as a sign of protest against the government. He knew chopper had given him poison but had gladfully drunk it anyway. he went to the only person who didn't hate him to ask for his son to have a better life. I LOVE YOU HIRILUK !!!

[han-merlin]

WHAT THE FUCK HAS HE DONE THIS TIME

WHY IS IT SO MUCH WORSE THAN LAST TIME HE BLEACHED HIS HAIR

FUCKING IDIOT SAW ONE GRAY HAIR AND DECIDED TO GO FULL GRANDPA

BITCH YOU LOOK 90

[mariposa-drowned]

Some purely indulgent period comfort bc I feel like death rn.

Abby x Fem!reader

Abby walked through the door to your shared home, a cozy house in the safe haven of Jackson. She eagerly toed of her boots and dropped her pack onto the floor, relief flooding her muscles as she relaxed for the first time today. Her brows furrowed, finding the atmosphere oddly quiet, normally you'd be in the kitchen trying a new recipe, or in the living room rewatching one of your many DVDs and VHS tapes that you had traded for over time.

Abby checked around the downstairs, calling out your name a few times, trying not to panic, but she knew for a fact that you were home today, as this morning you let her know that you felt as if you were coming down with something and politely asked if she could let Maria know that you'd be out today. Abby had offered to stay home aswell to look after you, but you stubbornly refused, assuring her that you'd be fine, and it was nothing major. She made her way upstairs letting out a sigh of relief when she found your normally closed door slightly open, your shared silent signal that one of you was home and welcome to come into the room. You had this odd system to communicate easily when one of you was feeling a bit too overwhelmed. If the door was closed, you didn't want to be bothered, and it was best to check back in another 15 minutes. If the door was open, it was a green light.

Abby slowly pushed the door the rest of the way open "Angel? You alright?" She spoke softer than normal, being cautious of a possible headache.

You grumbled, rolling over in your queen sized bed to look up at your beautiful girlfriend, her braid was a bit messy from patrol, the lightest sheen of sweat still remains on her skin.

Abby's eyes widened. That would definitely explain your recent feelings and attitude with her lately. You met her gaze, looking down to the bed and seeing a small bloodstain right where you were laying before you moved to see Abby.

"fuuuucckkk this is not what I needed today" you groaned out, hopping off the bed you started stripping the sheets off the bed, throwing the blankets and pillows aside.

Abby came up behind you gently peeling you hands off the sheets "how about you go start a bath for yourself and I'll take care of this hm? I'll join you in a bit if you'd like, just leave your clothes outside the door and I'll throw em in with the sheets."

You smiled at her kindness, "thank you my love but it's my blood, Im sure I can handle it" you gave her a peck on the cheek and reached back for the sheets, before you could get your hands back on them you felt an intense cramp bloom throughout your lower abdomen causing you to clutch your stomache and fold in on yourself to try and relieve the pain.

Abby quickly caught you before you could make it to the ground, she picked you up like a toddler, you holding on tightly to her front as you buried your face in her neck. "never said you couldn't handle it sugar, just said to go start your bath, bein all stubborn and sorts" she set you down on the bathroom counter, moving to the tub to start some water, throwing a small amount of your soap in there to create a sheen of bubbles.

Abby went back to standing in front of you, you leaned forward to give her a kiss, her hands coming to your hips and rubbing gently to try and soothe your pain. She pulled away first, knowing she had to go out the sheets in the wash before they were permanently stained, not that she'd mind, but she knew you would always feel terrible about it and she couldnt have that.

Your gaze drifted down to her pants where you saw a small red spot on her cargos, her eyes followed your line of sight, "I'm sorry" you muttered out dropping your gaze to the floor in shame.

Her hand moved to grab a hold of your chin, making you look to her "hey, none of that, s'not your fault, I'm the one who picked you up, I'll just throw em in with everything else, totally not a big deal. Speaking of which, let's get you into that bath"

Abby helped you strip your clothing, easily lifting you once again to the bath, causing you to mumble out "I have legs y'know."

Abby smiled, setting you down in the bath, "I'm aware grumpy, but I like carrying you, and I didn't feel much protest, so looks like your stuck with me."

Settling down into the bath, the water soothing your aches you stuck your tongue out at Abby, to which she quickly reciprocated before beginning to rid herself of her stained pants. She could feel your eyes on her, drinking in every detail, appreciating her muscular legs covered by her boxers.

"You keep staring like that there's gonna be more than a lil' stain on those sheets" You blushed at her comment, quickly hiding your face in your hands, even though you were sitting in the bath. Abby smirked at your reaction, quite pleased with herself that she could still do that to you even after years together.

She walked over to you, bending down to give you a loving kiss on your lips, pulling away before you could pull her back into you.

"I'm gonna go throw this stuff in the wash, I'll be back to check on you in a bit"

You gave a small nod, watching her leave the room and close the door behind her to trap the heat in, you sunk back down into the bath, focusing on how the warm water slowly soothed your cramps, helping your aching muscles. You closed your eyes, letting the time pass by as you drifted in and out of consciousness.

You were snapped out of your daze by a small knock on the door, followed by the creak the old door made as it opened.

"hey sweet girl, the water is probably getting a bit cold now yeah? You ready to get out?"

Not that you had really noticed, but now that you were activley thinking about it the water was getting colder.

"yeah I think I'm ready to get out, my stomache is starting to hurt again"

"alright you pull the drain for me, do you want some help out?"

A small silent nod was all you could muster

Abby gave you a sympathetic smile, knowing how easily embarrassed you got, and not the biggest fan of asking if asking for help unless it was absolutely necessary. She slowly helped you out of the bath, wrapping you in a fresh towel.

Giving a small peck on your head she left you to continue drying off, disappearing once again into your room.

She came back with a set of comfy clothes and a washed period cup that Maria had gifted to you and many others. Setting them down on the counter she looked back to you as you started to towel dry your hair.

"You want help changing as well? or do you want me to come check on you in a few minutes?" Abby said

"I think I'll be okay to do it myself, thank you abs. love you"

" 'course baby, anything for you. I'll come make sure you aren't dead in a few minutes alright? I love you too."

A few minutes had passed and just as Abby was getting up to come check on you, the bathroom door opened to reveal you in one of abbys oversized t-shirts and a pair of your own comfy underwear, her shirt practically looked like a dress on you so you didn't mind the lack of pants.

"Hi beautiful, you wanna come lay down?" abby asked as she pat your side of the bed next to her, the sheets changed and abbys attempt at making the bed.

"ugh please do not call me that right now. Im barley passing as human at the moment"

Abby snorts at your comment. "oh no! should we take you to get tested for cordycepts?!! If you go down I'm coming with your ass, you arent getting rid of me that easily"

Her comment causes you to let out a small laugh "haha very funny. I forgot to do the dishes last night and i need to finish them, so ill come lay down after."

You turn around to walk out of the room before baby could start protesting. You genuinely thought you had gotten aways with it too, reaching the top of the stairs before being tugged back into the solid chest you knew by heart.

"in what world do you think I'm going to let my ovulating girlfriend go do house chores when she almost collapsed earlier from her own cramps" Abby eyed you down as you tried to avoid her gaze.

She bent down a bit before tapping the back of your thighs, signaling you to jump. "Cmon sugar, no getting out of this one, lemme take care of you like you deserve."

You huffed, but jumped up regardless, Abby walking the both of you back to your room.

Abby set you down gently on your shared bed, situating the blankets over you til you were comfortable.

"Thank you for taking care of me" you smiled up at her

"always" abby returned the smile, leaning down to give you a kiss on the lips.

"Will you come cuddle and hold my stomach please"

"course i will. you want something to eat first though?"

"not right now, i think itll only upset my stomach more. maybe we could make soup together for dinner"

Abby slid in the bed behind you, her warm arm coming around your lower abdomen "That sounds great baby"

you hummed in content at her comforting embrace, letting out a deep breath as her warm hand helped soothe you cramps. "will you read to me? please?"

"you want me to read one of my medical books to you?"

"I dont care what you read as long as I get to listen to your voice"

"yeah I'll read to you"

[cyberrat]

You and Arc have been absolutely feeding us with the prehensile dick chronicles. I can't stop thinking about it so here's my contribution. Xoxo

Val going absolutely too far with Vox one day and actually royally pissing him off. Enough it gets under his skin and he actually wants to do something about it, plot revenge like some petty fool. So he has someone slip a sedative into his drink while he's directing at the studios. Not enough to completely knock him out, just enough to twilight him.

He watches through the cameras, Val getting sleepy, eyes rolling and head lolling, fighting the sleep. The delicious moment Val realizes he's not just exhausted from work, something is wrong, and his head snaps to the cameras in horror, giving Vox a full look at the fear and arousal in his eyes when it occurs to him what Vox is going to do.

Vox zaps down to the studios and lays Val on one of the beds, Val fighting as much as he can as the sedative takes effect, managing to draw a bit of blood with his claws, which only amuses Vox and makes him that more attracted to him. He lets the workers watch, cameras rolling, a potent cocktail of humiliation and degradation as Vox strips him naked. It doesn't take long before his cock starts to seek out that warmth and Val's usual distress is amplified, feeling the heat of the lights, the gasps and whispers of his own staff. Whores the lot of them, he's above them, yet they're watching as his own body violates him. He's so vaguely aware of it, it's almost a dream. But it's not a dream, it's real and it's a fucking nightmare.

Holy fuuuucckkk

Vox non conning Val in front of his own workers??? That‘s so GALAXY BRAIN and soooo horny yes 😩👏

Everybody needs to see just how pathetic Val is 😌not only getting molested by his own bod but also by his partner 😩👏 and getting off on it too cause HE CAN‘T FUCKING HELP IIIIIT

[hyunsvngs]

JUNO I FUCKING CHEERED WHEN I SAW SUB JISUNG WHAT THE HEEEELLLLLLLLLLLL LIIIKE I WOULDVE STILL READ IT IF IT WERE DOM JI BUUUTTT SUBBY JII HAS MY FUCKING HEART WHAT YHE HEEELLLLLLLLL

FROTHING AND DROOLING AT THE MOUTH RNNNNN TAHT WAS FUCKING DELICIOSUS AND JISUNT IS SO FUCKING CUTEEE HES SO FUCKING ADORABLE I CAAAANNNTTTR

JUNO HOW COULD U DO THIS TO ME

FUCKING HIM WIYRH HSI OWN FUCIJNFN COCK AND ASKING HOW HE COUPD FEEL ANYTHING CAUSE ITS SO SMALL WHAT YHE HEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLL AND CALLJNG HIS ASS HIS PUSSY AND G SPOTS AND AND AND SUSISHJESIUEJWOSKSKWSOKWWNOE AND OVERSTIMULATING HIM AND THE MOMMY KINK AND THE DEGRADINF OH MY GOD I LOVE SLUTS WHAT THE HEEEELL JUNO I WM SO FERAL AND SO WET AND THIS IS ALL UR FAULT WHO THE FUUUUCCKKK SAID U COULD WRITE THIS FUCKING GOOD WHAT TEH ACTUAL FUCK JUNO

JUNNNIE IF IT WERE ME I WOUOLDVE TAKEN THE CHANCE TO PLAY WITH HIS PRETTY BEAUTIFUL CUTE GORGEOUS STUNNING SPECTACULAR NIPPLES WHILE MY HANDS WERE ON HIS PECS OH SPEAKING ABOUT PECS WHY THE FUCK AREB TEHY SO JUICY I WANNA SINK MY TEETH IN HIS TITS SOOOOO BAD THAT ONE LALALALA STAGE WITU THE BOOB WINDOW WHAT THHEEEEEE HEEELLLL

THE WHINING THE MOANS I CANT WHY IS HE SOOO UGGHHHHHH NWJAHKWNAKWJSNESLQJDG I WOULDVE SMOTHERED HIS FACE WIGH MY PUSSY SO HE COULD FUCKIF EAT OUT ALL OF THAT CUM OHHH MYYY GOD I WANNA FUCK HISMOUTH WITH HSI LIL COCK DILDO AND MAKR HIM GAG AND DROOL AND CRY I WANNA FUCKING RUIN HIM LIKE IM NOT DONE WIYH HIM UNTIL HE FUCKING PASSES OUT

im so normal abt this juno ilysm lets kiss

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BABY ARE YOU OKAY??!!!?!?? i dont normally say this but PLEASE CAN WE BE FRJENDS LMAOSKSJSS THIS SENT ME

subby ji IS SO REAL TO ME THANK YOU

[selfshipsnail]

lookat him bein pretty!!!!

(PICTURE IS /POS)

WHAT THE FUUUUCCKKK AWWSGHUAWW,,,, HE IS SO CUTE!!!!!!!!! FALLS OVER!! AND BEGINS ROLLING AT A RAPID PACE!!!!

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS AWWAU the skirt flares, the clips AWAYUSA EXPLODES THE CLIPSSS imgoing to blow up into a millionpieces we gotta nuke kinito with love and kindness oh my God it’s so cool seeing it in 3D.. u inspire me to make blender art again ..

AND TGE POSEEE he is so darling… so cutesit… he’s showing off his cute lil outfit.. he is the best magical girl nurse the world has ever seen!!!

Thank you so much falls over and bawls /pos Im so sorry if these thoughts are scattered everywhere I woke up like an hour before my alarm and disorientedly opened my phone and see my lil non-geneva-convention-violating goober and exploded with joy and excitement AWAUUDFS thank you so so much this was such a pleasant thing to wake to!!!!!!!!

[e-munson666]

BODYSHOP 3

++Mechanic!Eddie × Stripper!Reader++

(Eddie talks to Neil the next day and when he comes to visit you at work he enters protective mode once again)

Warnings ⚠️: 18+, language, jealously, drinking. Fighting, Eddie is the sweetest but is very protective. Intimacy described, fluffy angsty smutty goodness.

Pt1 Pt2

Taglist: @eddieloverforever @thefreakofhawkins86 @cancankiki @eddiemunson4ever @zarajyne @micheledawn1975 @3rriberri

🖤Lady Hellfire🖤

The next day Eddie hesitantly walked into the auto shop, right to Neil's office. He knocked, quickly being prompted inside and to sit down.

Eddie looked at Neil through his thick bangs. His hair was once again plopped on the top of his head in a bun, pieces sticking out everywhere wild as ever.

"Eddie, we need to talk about Dan." Neil began, crossing his arms and leaning back into his chair.

"Neil I'm so sorry, please don't fire me" Eddie started to plead, not wanting to lose the best job he could ask for right now. Neil quickly put his hand up to stop Eddie from continuing.

"Whoa whoa, son calm down. I ain't firing you. You're the best mechanic I've got, and one the best kids your age I know." He added the last part with as smile spread on his face.

"Dan on the other hand, won't be returning. His behavior yesterday was unacceptable. Your sweet girlfriend deserves more respect than that and plenty of the ladies at the club bring their business here. I won't have Dan or anyone else disrespect those girls 'cause of what they do." Neil finished, a large sigh coming from his chest.

He looked back over at Eddie, a happy grin on his face as his boss spoke to him, stood up for him and his girl. Neil was a friend of his uncle Wayne, and always took a liking to Eddie, no matter how the town perceived him. Nobody could argue with the old man, knowing damn well he owned not only the best auto body shop in town, but also the only auto parts store as well.

"Look kid, she's a great girl, and you seem happier than I've ever seen ya, just don't go throwing punches on the clock anymore okay?" Neil chuckles, giving Eddie a once over before nodding his head in the direction of the door. "Now get to work would ya?" Eddie nodded his head and thanked Neil before going to his station to work on his project car.

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You stopped by to say hi to Eddie before you went in for your shift. It was after hours so the rest of the staff had left and it was just him, covered in grease while he worked under the hood.

"Hey handsome" you call out, watching his head tilt to look at you. "Babygirl, what are you doing here?!" He grins, wiping his hands off before stepping in front of you, kissing your forehead.

"Well I had to come see my favorite mechanic before heading into work." You giggle, watching his eyes light up at your words.

"Ugh baby," he groans, taking you in. A short slip dress and some heels were all you had on, knowing you had to do a full costume change when you get to the club. He was drooling as his hands roamed over the fabric. You were completely naked under this little dress, and the thought of just pulling it off and seeing you naked in front of him was mouth watering.

"Baby" he started, but before he could continue you read his mind, quickly pulling the silky fabric above your head. Leaving you in nothing but your black heels. He stood gawking at you. So soft and beautiful, next to all the grease and twisted metal, he was going feral. "Fuuuucckkk" he groans. He quickly lifts you up, setting you on the hood of the car he's working on, before undoing his pants and sliding them down with his boxers. He quickly removes his tank top, and goes to pull at the elastic in his hair, when you stop him.

"Oh you like my work bun sweetheart?" He teases.

"Of course Eds. You look so hot, your curls always go everywhere." You reply, gasping the last words as his naked body pressed up against yours, his lips nibbling at your neck.

"You're so fucking amazing babygirl" he praises, lining himself up with your entrance. He looks down at you, watching your face as he pushes in. Eddie was a big guy, thick, and long, enough to make you wince at first every time. After that you were just a panting moaning mess under him and he loved it.

He looked back between your fucked out face, and watching himself slide in and out of you. He was almost delirious with pleasure as his orgasm started rise.

"Fuck baby, fuck I'm gonna cum" Eddie pants, getting ready to pull himself out of you. But you quickly wrap your legs around him tightly, pulling him back in deep. He groans loud, the notion causing him to spill inside of you, moaning a mixture of your name and curses as he thrust himself through his release.

As he came down from his high he looked at you with blown pupils, large doe eyes a nearly endless sea of brown and black. "That was fucking amazing babygirl, fuck that was so hot" he breathes, kissing your lips a few times before pulling off of you and grabbing some paper towel to clean you up.

He helped you get dressed, planting little nibbles and kisses along your arm as you stepped back into your dress, and he pulled the straps up and through your arms.

"I love you" he coos, staring at you like you hung the stars in the sky, because for him, you did.

"I love you too pretty boy, but I need to get to work baby" you reply, giggling as you kissed his cheek and went to turn away.

"Im coming with you" Eddie says flatly, grabbing your hand and leading you towards the door.

"Wait what? Why?" You chuckle, already knowing the answer.

"My girlfriends a stripper, gotta make sure these creeps keep their hands off what's mine. Plus, I know I'll get a lap dance in one of those cute little stage outfits of Angels." He winked down at you, holding the door open.

"Eeedddddiiiiiiieeeee" you whine, "you can't pick fights with my customers. They literally pay to feel us up" You pout, looking up at him.

"Nu uh, no way, absolutely not" Eddie shook his head, mental images flooding his mind.

When the two of you stepped in the club all eyes turned to look at you. You were a stark contrast to Eddie, and the girls at the club did not understand why you found the grease ball metal head so appealing. That was until you recommended the shop to one of the girls, and she caught site of Eddie in his crop top and bun.

Now most of the girls went to Neil's shop for their car troubles, and to maybe oogle at your boyfriend. You didn't mind, you knew Eddie only had eyes for you.

Speaking of which, with all the other strippers eye fucking him, the only thing Eddie was doing was scanning the room, eyeing all the dudes in the room, confirming he could take each one if needed. You rolled your eyes at him, knowing exactly what he was doing.

"I have to go get ready Eds, go get a drink at the bar while you wait 'kay? Ginger the bartender will definitely give you free beer" you chuckle. Eddie nods, kissing you before letting go of your hand, and making his way to the bar.

"Hey handsome" Ginger says, batting her lashes at Eddie as he sat down. "Your Ginger right?" Eddie responds, ignoring the obvious flirting.

"Yep, and your Angels boytoy huh?" Ginger laughs, passing Eddie a bottled beer, winking at him. "On the house"

Eddie squints at her momentarily, before accepting the beer and taking a sip. A man sat at the other end of the bar slowly gets up, and moves seats closer to Eddie.

"Did I hear Ginger says that THE Angel is your girl?" He half chuckles, looking at Eddie intently.

"What? Oh, yeah.....she is MY girl, why?" Eddie responds, obvious annoyance in his voice. Some random stranger is asking him about you, and he doesn't seem to thrilled to hear Eddie has taken you off the market.

"Wow, I've been trying to get in between those pretty thighs for months. How'd YOU manage what so many of us have failed at anyway?"

The man is obviously drunk, rationally Eddie knows this, can smell it on him, can hear him slur.......but hearing him talk about you like that was making Eddies blood boil.

"Shut the fuck up dude, that's your only warning" Eddie spits, giving the man a mean glare. The guy was about to respond when you came over to Eddie, in your white angel costume, and sat on his lap.

You could feel the tension in Eddies body, and you turned your head to meet Eddies eyeline.

"Sam" you say to the man whose been berating Eddie.

"Angel, beautiful, why don't you come sit on my lap instead hmmm, come 'ere baby, I can make you feel better than this freak ever could, you know I'm loaded right" Sam slurs, glaring at Eddie as he hit on you right in front of him, his grimey hand laying rest on your bare thigh.

You turn your attention back to Eddie, seeing the rage fill his face ad he quickly slid you off of his lap, standing in front of you with clenched fists.

"Eddie, don't" you pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears. The next thing you know, Eddie is on top of Sam, pounding his fists into the guys face over and over.

Son of a bitch. You thought

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[fakevariety]

people i am dying i ahhhhh shittttt what the fuuuucckkk

[uswnt5]

Fuuuucckkk Ali Riley is out injured for todays friendly

With what injury? 🥲

[thatgirlinskullz]

Obi-Wan Kenobi Episode 5 ***SPOILERS***

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THIS EPISODE DID NOT HAVE TO GO STRAIGHT FOR MY HEART FROM MINUTE ONE BUT IT DID GODDAMMIT😭💔😭😭😭💔💖😭

fuuuuckk

that opening sequence..fuuuucck

just when i thought we weren't gonna get any actual Anakin flashbacks, here we are. and he is as beautiful as the day i lost him 😭💖

the entire sparring session spanning the entire episode, flashing back multiple times. i caaan't it hurts

it's so good seeing them again as just Obi-Wan and Anakin.. master and padawan. but goddamn does it hurt

fuuuucckkk

anyway...

Rip Tala.... i actually liked her. and her droid. and it hurts because there's been soooo many characters throughout SW that we just barely get to know and love and then we lose them instantly. and i hate it. but i guess that's SW for you..

Haja my beloved 💖 welcome back! but you're a fkin idiot, not being able to keep track of a couple objects you're asked to take care of xD

also we see how Kenobi gets his black cloak. cool cool.

also why did he give the saber to Haja? is he getting it back?! he should be getting it back...

why didn't he take some other sabers.. there's probably some that he recognized there, for sure..

also where are they going with the people? without a hyperdrive? where can they go? if we get another rebel camp, and a cameo from a certain Jedi (khm khm Quinlan) or maaaybe some "jedi sympathizers" (khm khm Hondo)... ooohh boy.. i'm curious..

i had a feeling Reva wasn't what she wanted us to believe she was... i knew there was more to her... and damn. she is a traumatized little child. she is soooo full of pain and anger and hate and just wants revenge. and she's so mad she actually thinks she has a chance against Vader XD oh my poor sweet summer child.

but it was kinda mean of Obi-Wan to use her and manipulate her.. that was kinda weird. but i get it. he's using whatever he can to keep the people and Leia safe...

and that Reva vs Vader fight was pretty cool, actually. LOVED how Vader's just like "nope. i don't even need a saber. i'mma just use the force" xD he's so damn cocky and i love it!!! 💖💖💖

but also she's not dead, i knew she wouldn't die that easily... and now we're going on a baby Luke rescue mission i guess... finally get to see me some baby Luke 💖 hope he's at least half as good as baby Leia..

alsoooooo

QUIZZY IS BAAACKKK BITCHES!! 💖💖💖💖

fuckyeeaaah!!

i was so fkin concerned when they named Reva the Grand Inquisitor.. like what do you meeeann?!!! you said you weren't breaking canon... and that Quizzy is not done yet.. and i was so scared they were actually gonna fuck up...

but nooo.. THE REAL QUIZZY IS BAAACKK!!!

and he's as menacing as ever and i love him.

it's just that... we won't really have time to have a big fight with him too, right? not unless the last episode is like an hour and a half long.. which they won't do. we're lucky if it's an hour....

so last episode is just Baby Luke rescue..and Anakin vs Obi-Wan rematch.. for real this time? is that it?

also Reva is gonna come into play and will probably actually die..

unleeeeesss...

we actually get episodes 7-8-9-10... or S2... idk.. i doubt it.. but like.. damn.. only one more episode to go... i am scared.

but this episode was fkin amazing!!!

can't wait for the finale

[transgender-catboy]

What the fuuuucckkk

[the-moth-wizard-of-mayhem]

Your inbox has now had Freezing Zone casted on it. I forgot how to cast Permafrost, so.. it’ll melt in an hour.

FUUUUCCKKK- wait whats an inbox?

[yourheartinyourmouth]

agggghhhh what the fuck keeps trying to debit $40 from my fucking cashapp account this keeps happening what the fuuuucckkk

[cobalt-scars]

he likes saying shit that will make me want to bash his head in with a rock for being fucking annoying and i LOVE it honestly like yes bitch you make me writhe from an intense indistinguishable feeling i cant shake off in the moment. now what. huh. do you like seeing me like this do you like cornering me. do you like making me just uncomfortable enough to shrivel up into myself but not enough to pull away from you? do you like making me nervous?? bitch??? BITCH ????? JUST FUCK MEEE ALREADYYYYYY FUUUUCCKKK IM GONNA KILL MYSELF(i wont)(keep messing with me its so much better than being able to take anything for granted)

[moonlight-prose]

(created by the ever so talented @buckybarnesj from this insanely good set!)

Dirty Little Secret

a/n: this was requested by an anon who's ask has literally been lost to the depths of tumblr hell. I'm sorry!! please let me know if you're seeing this babes and if your ask turns up i'll respond.

they asked to see an add on for bucky's secret that i put for his NSFW alphabet. after so fucking long it's here so i hope you enjoy it!!

very little editing and not beta read so apologies for mistakes!

summary: bucky's long kept secret soon becomes reality.

word count: 2.8k

pairing: bucky barnes x fem!reader

warnings: explicit so MINORS GO AWAY, sub!bucky, slightly dom reader, usage of the term good boy, a tad bit of cockwarming, praise kink, p in v sex, cussing, begging, choking, seconds of oral (f receiving). let me know if i missed anything!

He didn’t tell you for reasons that seemed good enough - up until this very moment.

It wasn’t a secret per se. Wasn’t something he had to hide from you, but it’s something that he felt bad about. The one thing that he wanted to ask you to do, wanted to hear you day, and yet he couldn’t get the question out of his mouth. Couldn’t tear it from his throat, because he didn’t want you to say no. To look at him with an expression of disbelief. Or even worse...horror.

Because he’d seen that before. Had endured people regarding him with strange looks and even stranger words, but he couldn’t go through that with you. He wouldn’t survive if you were the one doing those things.

So he remained silent. Always clamping his mouth shut during the act, biting into your skin until it almost bled - he’d apologize profusely in the morning - in order to stop himself from letting that question loose. Except like always you noticed when things weren’t as they once were. You noticed that he wasn’t acting like himself, and that’s when the questions started. Where you asked him what was going on in that head of his, and reassured him that he could tell you anything.

And instead of biting his tongue this time...he let go of the words.

Which resulted in the situation you were in now. Sitting on his lap, tongue having just been in his mouth, as you regarded his words with careful sincerity. You didn’t want to mess this up, to have him shy away from you until you were left back at square one. And it’s not like you didn’t like what he said; didn’t find it all that odd in a way. It was just new to you.

When you first got together with Bucky, the sex was intimate. Soft enough to drive both of you insane, but it wasn’t his fault; he was still learning how to be soft. Relearning the act of being gentle. So you patiently waited until he had his fill, until he was the one asking if he could be a little rougher. And you said yes - without hesitation. The gentleness of the man before now became the roughness of the man beneath his armor.

The man who took back control of things he could not have; his feral need bleeding into something far more intense.

Sure you’d wake up tender, sore in all the right places, but you never pinned the blame on him. Never told him that he was too rough. And just like this you were seeing him open up another part of himself; seeing that he was trusting you enough to be a part of this experience. Of getting to know the man beneath the armor he wore day in and day out.

“So let me get this straight,” you said, cupping his cheek to let him know you were trying to understand. That you were considering this, because even you couldn’t deny the way you practically clenched down on nothing when he said it. “You want me...to dominate you?”

He nodded slowly, eyes trained on yours for any sign of hesitation. “It was just a suggestion. You don’t have to.”

“But you want me to.”

“We don’t have to-” Placing a hand over his mouth you smiled, already enjoying the sight of his eyes widening a fraction, a look in them you’d never seen before.

Removing your hand slowly, you ran a thumb along his bottom lip. “We do things that I want to do all the time. Let me do this for you baby.”

He didn’t say anything more, didn’t let his words ruin this because he was pretty sure this was nothing but a dream. A figment of his imagination and he’d wake up with a raging hard on in a few minutes. Except then you pressed a hand into his chest, lips curving into another smile that had him tingling to the very tips of his toes. A breathless sigh of his name leaving your mouth as you grind your hips down against him; head tilting back in pleasure.

“You want to be my good boy?” you asked, hand reaching up to tangle in his hair, tugging it sharply and earning a whine from him. A sound you’d never heard him make before. “I need to hear you say it baby.”

Digging his fingers into the sheets, he let his head fall back against the headboard. “Yes,” he replied, breath coming out in pants. Eyes shutting tight to stave off the rush of pleasure that spread through his spine.

If you weren’t careful this wouldn’t last, but he had faith that you knew what you were doing.

That you liked what you were doing.

Another desperate mewl ripped from this throat as you yanked on his hair, dragging his lips towards you in a kiss that melted him. Had him writhing underneath you in the hopes that you’d do something more. That you’d give him direction on what you wanted, because the control was now in your hands. You’d held a semblance of it before; willing to use it as you wished, but it was different now.

“I’m going to ride you.” The words were whispered against the shell of his ear; the demand, clear in your voice and he melted against you. Gripped onto your hips as you began to tug his sweatpants off; the feeling in his chest growing with every second.

He knew you would prolong this for as long as possible - testing his limits - because you could be cruel if the thought was appealing. But the quickness of your movements told him otherwise. You wanted him - knew you could have him - as fast as humanly possible. Any other night you would keep him begging, but his words had lit something within your body. A need that had been buried long before you knew it even existed.

“Keep your hands to yourself,” you said, pulling his arms up, until his wrists were pressed together over his head; hands gripping onto the bars of the headboard above. “No touching tonight.”

He nodded, feeling himself twitch at your words - a whine falling from his lips - because you were actually going through with this. You were giving him a reality he never thought possible. It only seemed to solidify his love for you; burying it deep in his chest until it was permanently marked there. A tattoo of his feelings, anchoring him to the ground.

Yanking off your own clothes you were quick to shuffle back over him, legs straddling his thighs as you regarded him with drooped eyelids. A smile crossing your lips in delight. He looked beautiful like this; his eyes pleading with you to touch him, mouth parting as he heaved in breath after breath. Bucky wanted anything you’d give him. He’d take it all the same; welcome it with open arms and a thank you on his lips, because it was from you.

“Look at you,” you murmured, running a hand across his stomach - feeling his muscles contract underneath the skin. “So pretty like this.”

A gasp echoed off the walls - his body twitching underneath you - and it only furthered your interest. How many sounds could you get him to make? How many times could you get him to beg for you to give him something? An ounce of pleasure, of skin on skin contact. Without trying Bucky had unlocked a door - allowing a hurdle of emotions to spill free into your awaiting mind.

“Please-” His words cut off - morphing into a broken sound - when your hand wrapped around him. Thumb teasing lightly at the head of his cock to spread what had begun to spill over.

You cooed his name, pumping him slowly with just enough pressure to have his head falling back, eyes fluttering shut. “What does my pretty boy want?”

He choked, head lifting to look at you and for a second you wondered if that was the limit. If you had crossed a line. Only the feral glint in his eyes told you differently - his teeth baring to stave off the sudden tightening of his balls. Right on the edge of losing his mind and it gave him relief when you let go, when you gave him a moment to catch his breath.

“Fuck baby,” he groaned, hands gripping onto the headboard until you could see the splintering in the wood begin.

“Were you about-” A nod was your only answer as he continued to heave in breaths, dragging himself back from the very edge. “Just from me saying that?”

Bucky huffed out a laugh, the blush on his skin never fading, because he had liked what you said. So much so that he didn’t know if he’d last being inside you - no matter how much he wanted it. Inhaling deeply he calmed his nerves, feeling how they jumped underneath his skin; hoping that it would cease his desperation. Give him the strength he needed to last until you said he was done.

“Keep going please,” he said softly, eyes opening again to see your parted mouth. Your own eyes wide with disbelief at the realization that you held more power over him than you thought. “I’m okay baby, just - fuck please - keep going.”

Nodding you felt the heat spread from the base of your spine to the very tips of your toes - a high of power rushing through you. This must be what it’s like. To know that you had the upper hand in a situation; and you wondered if this is what he felt like. When going up against an opponent in battle. The high that came with holding control - addicting in its own dangerous way - but something you’d give back to him if he so wished.

Moving up his body, you grasped his now leaking cock in your hand - the hissed out breath he let out was far more appealing than you thought. Or maybe that was just the position you were in. You didn’t have time to think it over, didn’t want to spend another second on it, because he was begging you. Words falling from his lips faster than he could comprehend them. A mixture of pleas and whispers of how good he could be for you, how much of your pretty boy he was.

Without replying, you sunk down onto him slowly, watching intently as his head fell back. A cry of your name echoing off the walls - his hips jolting upwards to hopefully gain more of that sweet heat. To have you fully encompass him until he was ready to lose himself fully.

“Oh - fuck.” Your head tilted back, the pinch of pain at the stretch of him within your walls was enough to have your breath quicken. Fingers digging into the skin of his stomach as you settled fully on top of him; content to remain there for a few moments.

That is until he began shifting. Pushing himself deeper to hopefully force you to start moving, and in a reaction you didn’t expect you clamped a hand around his throat. Catching his attention - forcing him to freeze in place - you leaned down to drag your lips across his lightly. You weren’t sure where it had come from; why you felt this was the right thing to do, but you weren’t stopping yet. Not when you could feel the way he twitched inside you, eyes rolling back for a moment before returning to your face once more.

“Someone’s being greedy,” you mumbled against his lips, nose brushing his.

He shook his head quickly. “I promise I’m not,” he replied - voice brimming with need, with utter desperation.

“Are you sure? I thought you were my good boy.”

The sound that tore from his throat was obscene enough to have you clenching around him. Your body, just as much on edge as his was and while you would have given in already - you wanted to see him writhe underneath you. Maybe it was cruel of you to have him beg, to have him plead with you through his voice, eyes, everything he could. But with every beg you felt him tense underneath you, cock twitching soon after.

He was enjoying this - and that was all you wanted in the end.

“Baby please. I’m good. I’ll be good.”

The smile flashed across your lips quickly as you sat up straight, hand still around his throat - satisfaction filling your veins. That was all you needed to grind your hips against his. Hearing the cry of pleasure that he let loose - each one following your every movement against him. He was beautiful. A vision of the man you adored with everything in your body.

“So - ah fuck - good for me Bucky,” you rasped out, hand tightening slightly when you lifted yourself off him only to slam back down. His breath being knocked out of his chest from just that in itself.

You could feel it - the tightening in the lower base of your stomach - enough to have you speeding up your movements. The promise of complete and utter euphoria, mere inches from you, but tonight you wanted to see the man below you shatter first. Wanted to watch his eyes as he broke apart with your name on his lips.

Slotting your lips over his you sucked his tongue into your mouth, the taste of him enough to have you bearing down on him - desperate to feel him give into the pleasure. Eager to give him what he wanted in the end. His eyes met yours - the daze in them only adding to the fucked out expression on his face - and you knew he was there. On the very edge with only one thing blocking him from an earth-shattering release.

Your permission.

“Do you want to cum pretty boy?” you asked, nuzzling your nose against his cheek, slowing your pace to a slow roll of your hips that had his breath stuttering.

He nodded. “Yes please.”

It was the whimpered out please that had you saying the words against the corner of his lips. Intent on watching his face as it happened. “Cum for me Bucky.”

You clenched around him, dragging his hand to your clit to shove you off the edge with him and he pinched it between his fingers at the same time his mouth fell open. The scream of his name, enough to have you gasping - legs shaking slightly from the crashing waves of pleasure that overtook your body. Only it was the sight of him - head tossed back, teeth digging into his bottom lip - that had your body nearly collapsing onto him from the onslaught of sensations.

“Shit, shit, shit-” he bit out, hips thrusting upwards into you deeper to prolong the feeling and unknowingly sending you higher.

Minutes passed until you were able to lift your head off his chest, eyes surely just as dazed as his were. The high of your orgasm beginning to fade - returning you back to reality. The same one that involved him smiling down at you as he floated back down to earth - the feeling in his legs having yet to return.

“Was that what you wanted?” you asked, the dominant tone now gone from your voice. Replaced by the voice of the woman he loved.

Rolling over - somehow still managed to remain inside you - he pressed you into the bed. His forehead against yours. “It was more.”

“But still good?”

He huffed out a laugh, lips pressing quickly to yours before pulling back. “I can’t feel my legs yet so I’d say it was pretty damn incredible.”

“Yeah?” you asked, smiling against his skin.

“I love you.” He kissed your shoulder, his teeth scraping against the skin gently. “Perfect. My perfect girl.”

The smile was involuntary as you dug your hands into his hair in order to drag his lips back to yours. “I love you Bucky.” You couldn’t hear the whispers that he began to press into your skin, trying to brand you with his love. Invisible marks to remind you how much he truly adored every piece of you.

“Your good boy?” he asked, eyes meeting yours as he made his way down your body, lips warm against your stomach.

Nodding you gasped as he nudged his nose against your clit. “Always my good boy.”

He hummed a response about cleaning up his mess, about taking care of you, but they were drowned out by the feel of his tongue against you. His moan sending shocks through your body and sparks across your skin. And it was then that you realized, getting out of this bed would no longer be an option.

At least not for a few more hours.

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