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[writesailingdreams]

agree with the scene choice referenced in the comment. I will add I don't read Sabo as liking murder or chaos, but I do think he's hmmm willing to be threatening in a way that neither of his brothers are. For me, the comparison is more in relation to his brothers than the whole cast of One Piece.

Another example that leaps to mind is his fight with Burgess. There's just a kind of vicious intensity to him that I don't see in Luffy or Ace. Admittedly this may be the circumstances behind in that particular fight.

@sableu not sure you would have thoughts on this?

Sabo fans I have a question, out of genuine curiosity...

Where does the popular headcanon of Sabo liking murder, chaos and kinda being insane comes from? I'm not saying he can not be read like that, it's just that from my point of view he doesn't get pleasure of harming Celestial Dragons or anyone in particular, more like it's beneficial to the cause and so he's okay with that.

I really really really would like to understand it, please.

[kagami--uchiha]

// I think it's your friendly personality and how very flexible and very endearing your muse is to everyone. Just look at what happened! You're having Kabuto getting attracted to your muse and all your muse had to do is be themselves. LOL! I feel that I can't believe that it took me this long to realize how much I like your rp style and your muse and I'm glad that I did. I enjoy our rps in both here and in Discord. :D

LOOK!-.. NOW IM FULL ON BAWLING BEFORE WORK THAT WSD SO SWEET OF YOU!

I am so so happy we were able to find a point and hit it off! I genuinely love interacting with you and your Kabuto, it always gives me that happy, giddy little giggle fit whenever you reply!

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING A WONDERFUL BEAN!!! I LOVE YOU!

[walks-the-ages]

Something in the ceiling/on the porch *taps rapidly four times*

Me, a whovian, immediately:

[saddestlilclown]

I don’t smoke

Lol a mitski fueled one shot. Not very good, very self indulgent. I was feeling bad and unlovable, but felt I’d be happy being used. So this. Jean is very sweet tho. Technically first fic I publish on here, feed back is very much welcomed and appreciated Thank you I love you

SPOILERS FOR AOT, MENTIONS OF CHARACTER DEATH AND SCENES IN SEASON 4/MANGA nothing to major tho

Pairing: Jean x GN!Reader

Warnings: implications of sex/nothing explicit/, smoking

Staring at his hands, gaze landing on th cigarette, who’s embers danced slowly inhaled.

I wondered, would his lips taste the same?

I had never had a cigarette, only smelling it on the clothing of the men who sat to close.

Never had the smell been as enthralling as it was at this moment.

Maybe it was the way he lit it.

Maybe because it was him.

I must’ve been staring for a while, because he grinned and gently blew the smoke into my face.

“Something on my face?” He mused, leaning towards my face.

I coughed quietly, surprised.

“Only stubble,” I replied, reaching up, gently reaching up to touch the hairs on his face, touching the smooth skin that he had just shaven, despite barely having enough to claim a beard.

He chuckled grabbing my wrist, kissing my hand so gently i thought I might burst. “It’ll be a beard soon,” he insisted like he had that morning, like he had when his hair had begun growing out three years ago.

I felt his warm hand leave my wrist, my hand now cupping his cheek.

I think I might’ve loved him.

But I wouldn’t dare say it.

An agreement had come between us, it wsd to pass time and find comfort.

I knew that the moment Mikasa showed an ounce of interest, he’d stop whatever it was we had been doing.

He would never to anything to jeopardize that, he was kind, and selfless. Which was why I was willing to be used for his selfish needs. It only seemed fair to allow him to.

His eyes had been shut, and I stared at his face, I wondered. Would he truly leave? Did he he not feel anything? He kissed every other part of me so gently, never once placing a kiss on my lips. It was to special, too intimate, saved for someone you truly loved.

He reasoning hurt.

And I continue to wonder, does he taste like smoke?

Thoughts interrupted by the feeling of Jean’s leaving my hand. Feeling his hand move onto my head like last night, but not an ounce of neediness.

He snuffed the cigarette in the teacup turned ashtray, leaving it for later, knowing Levi would and could kill him for having it, the man being strict about vices.

“I’ll see you later,” He smiled, patting my head like he did with the rest of our friends.

“Oh course,” I smiled, watching him button up the last button on his shirt, smoothing it down to look his best.

My smile remained as he shut the door behind him, finally dropping as the breath I had been holding released. “Please stay,” I called out, knowing he couldn’t hear me, knowing he’d feel guilty and would stay if he did.

Why had I’d agreed to this?

Oh. I remembered.

It had started small.

A hand squeeze before the calling of top 10.

A hug as he sobbed for Marco, the reality finally truly set in.

More embraces as we faced and avoided near death situations.

He had asked so shyly the first time he’d asked for help, a few months after we’d finally met the people from beyond the wall, from beyond the sea.

It progressed.

We’d all gotten drunk together, he told me quietly he was planning on marrying Mikasa before standing and joining Connie to get more booze.

He forgot, no one else heard, I remembered.

Damn.

My heart squeezed as changed into work clothes, staring at my bead, the sheets still tangled.

I sighed finally making the bed. If I didn’t feel put together, I could at least look I was. I polished myself, staring into the small mirror, not wanting to go into the bigger mirror in the shared bathroom.

It hasn’t even been ten minutes.

I my eyes found themselves focusing on the reflection of the teacup ashtray.

I miss him.

I walked back to the teacup, grabbing the cigarette. Placing it onto my lips, he would never know Our lips touched. I sighed.

An indirect kiss was absolutely nothing.

I didn’t relight it.

But I was now content.

He probably did taste like smoke.

Word count: 695 //funny number//

[rookthorne]

EEEE I am so glad you loved it! I wanted it to feel as natural as possible, it's a relief that they have been received so well 🥹

I MEAN I WOULD TOO, AND YOU TOO, DON'T LIE! 🤣

𝐖𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧', 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧' | 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲

Pairing ༄ Firemen!Stucky x F!Reader Word Count ༄ 5.2k Warnings ༄ Swearing, pet names, polyamorous relationship, fluff, smut (oral - f + m receiving, fingering, protected piv, multiple orgasms, denied orgasm, so much dirty talk, dom/sub/switch dynamics, praise kink, voyeurism, exhibitionism, degradation/dumbification, objectification, aftercare) Event ༄ @buckybarnesevents Into an Alternate June-iverse |  Ｃ４ - First Responder AU Author's Note ༄ Look at those warnings, huh? Yeah, have fun folks. ✌

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It was only meant to be a visit – to get to know them better, learn of their dynamic and learn just how you would fit in. They, however, had other ideas.

It had been only a few days since that encounter at the station. 

Embers had settled like lead weights in your stomach, lighting up your nerves with a mere spark – more often than not it was their text tone, or the sound of their honeyed voices on a call that was the culprit and soul cause, and the bastards knew it, too.

Very little deliberation was needed to come to your decision. An inane part of you, perhaps closer to the surface than you cared to admit, nor acknowledge, wanted this. You wanted to be a part of what they were, you wanted to feel the warmth of the love they could give, and… many other things. 

Before that thought could dig its claws too deep, the open roller doors of the station came into view, and you took a deep breath as you walked up the driveway. Steve and Bucky had asked you to pop in for a visit, and they had offered to take you home when their shift ended – naturally, you had been apprehensive about just whose home you’d be returning to. 

“There she is!” Steve called, making his way down the driveway with Bucky peeking around the doorway with a bright smile. “Hey there, sweetheart,” Steve said, glancing you up and down – and the action didn’t leave your skin crawling as you had felt all too many times before with other men, rather, you felt shy. “How’re you doing?”

“Good– I’m good, Stevie,” you replied, happily accepting his hug. 

“Hey! Nuh-uh,” Bucky rushed, jogging over, a full pout on his lips. “My turn.” Steve laughed and let you go, only for you to be swept into Bucky’s arms and off your feet. “She’s mine now, punk,” Bucky called, carrying you as he stalked into the station, ignorant of your breathless laugh and pleas to be let down. “Shouldn’t have let her go.”

“Let me down, Buck,” you laughed, hitting his shoulder with your hand and holding around the back of his neck for dear life with the other. “Please!”

“Alright, alright,” Bucky soothed, and he set you gently down on your feet. “There you go. Now, we’re cutting our shift short because Nat and Peter were gracious enough to come in an hour early.”

“Bless ‘em,” Steve cut in. “So, we can head home, decompress and relax, y’know.” The not-so-subtle wink and sly smirk gracing Steve’s handsome features only caused the inferno to ignite. 

Before you could reply, Bucky shoved him towards the locker room. “Get a move on then.”

Steve left with a salute and that left Bucky and you standing beside a parked fire truck. You went to open your mouth to speak, but a quiet yipping noise stalled the cogs in your mind, and you stared at Bucky with wide eyes. “Was that a dog?”

The sheepish shrug and shy smile that grew on his lips made him look so much younger – a boy caught red handed with his hand in the cookie jar. “Yeah… surprise?”

“You have a dog?”

Bucky went to open his mouth when the door leading to the office opened abruptly, and Peter appeared. “Oh, hey! It’s good to see you- whoa!”

You watched in awe as Peter stumbled, pushed to the side by two fast blurs darting out from behind his feet. They were small, but fast and over excited, the exact embodiment of what a puppy–puppies, would be. “You have puppies!”

“Yeah, yeah- Captain, no! Sit,” Bucky commanded, and you watched as the most excited of the two fell back from scrambling up your knees to his back legs in a perfect, fluid movement. You crouched down to be level with the two black and white – Dalmatian – puppies, cooing at them quietly. The smaller and calmer of the two stared up at you through bright blue eyes curiously, a slight tilt to their head.

“Who are these precious babies?” You asked, offering a hand to them so they could sniff. “They’re adorable.”

Bucky groaned as he kneeled down. “‘M gettin’ too old for this shit,” he joked, and you chuckled.

“You’re ageing like a fine wine, Buck,” you replied before you thought better of it, and your eyes widened. Shit, you silently cursed. 

“Why thank you, honey,” Bucky purred. Fuck. “Anyway,” he continued, pointing at the larger of the two puppies. “This is Captain, he’s Stevie’s boy.” You cooed at Captain and he whined quietly, wiggling with excitement. “And this,” Bucky pointed at the smaller puppy, a soft smile on his lips and eyes bright with love, “is Cleo. She’s my little girl.”

“I love them so much,” you gushed, not realising how Bucky’s gaze that held so much adoration and softness for his little Cleo, to you. “How old are they?”

“Old enough to be terrors,” Steve said above you and you jumped. “We goin’ home?”

“Yeah,” Bucky replied, getting to his feet with a huff. “You ready, doll?”

You nodded and scratched behind Captain and Cleo’s ears. “Do they stay here, or-”

“No,” Steve laughed, smiling fondly down at the two puppies. “C’mon guys, home time.” Like a scene from a Disney movie, the two bounding balls of energy ran after Steve as he walked out of the station, presumably towards their car. 

The jingling of keys pulled you from the sight of Steve’s broad back and you looked over at Bucky to see him already staring at you, a brow raised and an arrogant smirk plastered on his lips. “Quit ooglin’ my husband, honey,” he said, his voice low. “A fella might get the idea you want him more.”

You had the sense to roll your eyes at his dramatic ways, and he laughed as he slung an arm over your shoulder. His grin was contagious and you couldn’t help but mimic it as he walked you out the door, pointing the set of keys to a huge pick-up truck. “Let’s go home, hey?”

The drive home was sat in comfortable silence, interrupted by bouts of banter and the barking yips of overexcited puppies. Before long, Bucky pulled the truck into the driveway of a modest home reminiscent of a brownstone flat – the yard was small but tidy, and there was a two-car garage attached to the side. 

“Alright,” Steve said around a yawn. The puppies in his lap shifted and whined restlessly. “Welcome to our humble abode, sweetheart.”

“It’s gorgeous.” 

Bucky made a small noise of contentment and slid out the driver's seat, while you shifted and followed Steve off the bench seat and out the passenger door. The puppies ran onto the yard and jumped over one another, making you giggle at their antics. 

You could hear Bucky moving around the front of the truck and you went to look over your shoulder at him, only to jump and gasp in fright as Steve’s hand – callused and warm, grabbed your own and threaded his fingers through yours. “Easy, sweetheart,” Steve cooed, tightening his grip. “C’mon, come inside.”

With little choice, but with no hesitation, you followed Steve as he followed Bucky to the front door of their home. “Captain, Cleo– here,” Bucky called, and the two puppies ran between the gaps and through the doorway. “Bring our girl in, punk,” Bucky goaded, watching Steve as he stood in the doorway, still holding your hand and staring at you with an unreadable expression – Bucky’s voice seemed to wake him from his trance and he pulled you inside. 

The fact that Bucky moved to stand right behind you as soon as you walked through the threshold of their home, sent a chill of something up your spine and that pit of embers to become a sparking heap again. 

“D’you want something to drink, darlin’?” Steve asked. The endearment made your eyes widen only slightly and you recovered just in time to ask for some water – just. 

Captain and Cleo moved to settle on a giant dog bed in the living room beside the open doorway, and Bucky put a hand on your lower back, urging you forward into the cosy room and towards a couch. “Make yourself at home.”

“Okay,” you mumbled, taking a seat between three giant pillows. Opting for comfort in this new environment and in the presence of these two Gods among men, you grabbed one and leant it on your knees, hugging it to your chest. 

You watched as Bucky toed off his boots and slipped the suspenders off his shoulders, only he caught you staring and he smirked. “You’re so adorable, honey,” Bucky cooed and you felt hot, the cinders in your stomach igniting into a dull roar. “‘M gonna go get changed, Stevie will be with you in just a second, alright?”

As if Bucky had summoned him, Steve appeared around the corner, wearing sweats and a white tank top with a glass of water in one hand, a mug filled with a steaming liquid in the other. Steve and Bucky smiled at one another, and you watched with your mouth slightly agape as Bucky cupped the back of Steve’s neck roughly and pulled him into a kiss – holy fucking shit, you cursed. 

The visual was burnt into your eyelids and you took a deep breath just as they pulled apart, and Bucky departed – though not before he smacked Steve on the ass, the latter only rolling his eyes in response. 

“Here you go,” Steve said, offering you the glass of water before falling onto the couch next to you. He groaned loudly and threw his head back over the back of the couch and shuffled his legs so his thighs were spread, and you couldn’t resist the urge to stare at the way his muscles moved and pulled taut to show off that damned jawline. “You stare any longer, sweetheart, and I won’t be able to control myself.”

Dammit, you swore. So much for subtlety. 

More to distract yourself, you took a gulp of water and placed the cup down on a coaster on the coffee table. A low huff and whine came from the dog bed next to the couch and you looked over to see Cleo already staring at you sleepily. “Such an adorable baby girl,” you cooed.

“Nope, that’s you, honey,” Bucky said suddenly and you almost squeaked – thankfully you killed the noise in your throat before you could embarrass yourself further. “I know we talk every day at this point,” he continued, flopping down on your other side, and tucking his knee up under his other thigh so he could face you. “But how are you–how have you been feeling?”

It was difficult to discern just what he was asking – was he asking about how you felt about them? About the risque and teasing texts and calls you had more often than not initiated? 

“Don’t stress that pretty head of yours, honey, I meant exactly what I asked,” Bucky said quietly, and you felt Steve shift next to you, his interest obviously piqued. “How are you doing? Work, all that shit.”

“Oh,” you breathed, relieved. “I’ve been good, work has been busy–but I’ve been good.”

“We know,” Steve purred, his breath suddenly very hot against your neck. “Because you’re our good girl, aren’t you?”

You blanched. “What the-”

Their laughter broke the tension – deep belly laughs and wide grins, though when you looked at Steve, his grin had something else teasing, wolfish, and you found you liked it. 

“I would say I’m sorry,” Steve tried, grinning and flicking his gaze between Bucky and your deer-in-headlights-esque shock. “But I’m really not.”

“You fuckin’ menace, Stevie,” Bucky chuckled. “Leave ‘er alone!”

“What the hell was that?” You demanded, a grin teasing your own lips. In no way were you mad, though you were shocked with the visceral reaction to those simple words had on you – you knew you liked it, but that much?

You were doomed. 

“Nothin’, nothin’,” Steve sighed, still grinning, though he eyed you like a wolf who had cornered his prey. The air became thin and you felt Bucky shifting closer – the tension in the room crescendoed and your breath hitched as they fell silent, the heat of their combined gazes almost too much to bear. 

“Sweetheart,” Steve started, his voice low, tentative; an unspoken hesitance. “We brought you home to get to know you, and we are going to get to know you, just as you would get to know us, but,” he leant forward and time stopped – Steve was in your space, unyielding and determined to be heard. “Do you want this?”

“This?” You echoed breathlessly, only to end on a gasp when Bucky’s hand moved to your neck – no pressure exerted, no sense of danger, but a promise and an intention that stole your breath completely. You could feel Bucky’s thumb brushing soothingly against the side of your neck, but it only sent your head spinning.

Damn him for listening when you let slip you had enjoyed the thought of his or Steve’s hand around your throat. 

“Listen to Stevie, honey,” Bucky said, his tone firm and insistent. 

“You call the shots here,” Steve continued, though his gaze flickered from Bucky’s hand to your face. “But, to be honest, I want this–so does Buck, don’t you?”

“More than you can imagine,” Bucky growled. “What d’you say, doll?”

Blood pounded in your ears and you gulped, the movement against his hand made Bucky exhale heavily. “Yeah–Yeah I want this, I want it-”

“You tell us to stop if you need us to,” Steve commanded, watching only you and you met his gaze. “Understood?”

“Understood,” you answered.

The wolves pounced. Bucky tightened his grip on the sides of your neck while his other hand went to your hair, gripping it and pulling gently so your face was tilted up, where Steve claimed your mouth – his kiss was surprisingly soft, gentle from what you had expected. 

“Bedroom, now,” Bucky rasped, and Steve pulled back, running his thumb along your bottom lip. 

“Fuck,” Steve growled, his voice just as raspy as Bucky’s – like your admission and want for this had turned them feral. They pulled you to your feet and you gasped with the rush. “Jump, darlin’,” Steve demanded, and hazy as you felt, you did as you were told; only for the ground to become suddenly very far away. “Atta girl.”

Steve was carrying you – he was carrying you, and Bucky’s hand was insistently groping at Steve’s ass as he carried you down a hallway. “How are you-”

“Firefighter, honey,” Bucky drawled while he kicked the bedroom door shut with his foot. Steve placed you gently down on the bed and stood up, and when Steve moved to shuck down his sweats, Bucky whined, his hands flying forward and gripping Steve’s shoulders and pulling him into a heated kiss – teeth and tongue clashing like they were going to consume one another. 

Bucky pulled back only far enough to pull down Steve’s sweats, boxers included. “Mine, don’t do my job, Stevie- Fuck,” Bucky breathed, rushing to literally tear at Steve’s tank top with ease.

“Oh, fuck,” you moaned, and the two turned their heads to look at you – Steve’s expression heightened with a smug smirk, while Bucky looked at you through hooded eyes and a wolfish grin. 

“She’s pretty, ain’t she, Stevie?” Bucky said through his teeth, his gaze flashing dangerously. “I wan’ her.”

“Go to her, baby,” Steve ordered. The tone sent your stomach into a fit and the inferno spread like wildfire through your every last nerve – the intensity sending a rush of vertigo and you found yourself reaching out, desperate to touch. “Go on, you don’t stop until she comes, understood?”

Heaven above, you wondered if you could come alone from those words. 

“C’mere,” Bucky said, pulling you to your feet. With just as much ease as he had torn–undressed Steve, Bucky left you standing bare for only a solitary second before he pulled you onto the bed with a low, rumbling growl. The pillows were soft under your head and you sighed happily as Bucky settled his boxer-clad hips between your spread thighs. “You alright, honey?”

“I’m great,” you grinned, and Bucky laughed before he surged forward, marking the column of your throat with expert precision until your eyes fluttered closed. “Bucky, please-”

“Please what, sweetheart?” Steve asked, hovering by the head of the bed before he reached over and fisted Bucky’s hair, pulling back harshly. The moan that left Bucky’s lips made your breath stutter. “What do you want? Tell us.”

Bucky moved and tilted his head down, and whether it was a help or a hindrance, his clothed cock rubbed insistently against your clit and you moaned. “Be a good girl for us, honey,” he whispered, and he dropped to his elbows, caging you against him. 

“Please, please, I- I need to-”

“You want to come, is that it, darlin’?” Steve pondered. His gaze suddenly pinned Bucky in place, a realisation behind his flickered aggression. “Buck, baby, you didn’t do as you were told.”

Bucky froze before he lowered his head against your neck, mouthing at it while moving his hips against your heat torturously slow. “‘M gettin’ to it, Stevie,” he replied, his breath hot against your neck and suddenly, he started sucking in earnest – the sharp, intense feeling forcing a choked moan from you. 

“Get to it faster, then,” Steve admonished. You could sense the eye roll Bucky hid by the curtain of his hair, but he still moved down your body, mouthing at your skin and leaving a trail of heat that culminated between your hips – unbearably so. 

You watched, your breath hitching, while Bucky moved your legs either side of his head so your thighs rested on his broad, muscled, and tattooed shoulders. “Oh, god-” You tried, only for your breath to stutter and falter at the first broad lick of Bucky’s tongue against your clit. “Fuck!”

“Go on, baby,” Steve muttered, watching Bucky as he nestled closer. “Fuck her with your tongue.”

The feeling was indescribable – the pull of Bucky’s mouth and the warmth and pressure of his tongue insistently drawing patterns just as pretty as his tattoos on your clit, only to stop and move his tongue down, paying attention to your weeping cunt. You couldn’t hear his groans and moans over the roaring in your ears, though you were grounded by the soft brush of Steve’s fingers down your neck and over your shoulder. 

It was short lived. 

As Bucky forced his tongue to do as Steve had ordered, Steve lowered his head to suckle at a breast, his hand coming to cup your other breast and flick the hardened nub until you whimpered. 

The bed began to squeak and rock and you lifted your head to see Bucky’s hips thrusting desperately against the edge. “Baby, no, you come when she does,” Steve cut in, his tone snappish and commanding. You could have sworn you felt Bucky’s whine through your entire body with how he had sucked your clit into his mouth. 

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Steve purred, turning to look at you. A harsh suck from Bucky forced a hiccuped moan from your lips and you whined, fisting your hands in Bucky’s hair. “He’s makin’ you feel good, huh?”

“Y-Yeah, oh, fuck- Ah!”

“Oh, sweetheart, lookatchu,” Steve continued, ignorant of your heaving breaths and inability to hear nor compute a damn thing except for the fact Bucky was swirling and suckling at your clit like a man starved. “So fuckin’ pretty like this.”

“Bucky! Oh, fuck- Fuck!” You cried, startling at the feeling of Bucky’s fingers burying themselves deep in your cunt. “Please!”

Your pleading only spurred Bucky on, and you watched through blurred vision as Steve grinned wickedly, his gaze focused on Bucky's head shaking side to side. “You’re fuckin’ her real good, baby,” Steve breathed, and his gaze snapped towards your pleading expression. “Oh, you’re close, aren’t you, sweetheart?”

“Yeah!” You cried. “Steve, Steve please-”

“Bucky, baby,” Steve said, still looking at you and you did your best to stare back, to hold his gaze. “Be a good boy for me and make her come, she wants to be your good girl.” 

Fire burst through every nerve and your back arched to the ceiling, your mouth opened in a silent scream, and Bucky still did not stop. “That’s it, good girl, there’s a good girl- Fuck,” Steve breathed. Waves and waves of sensations crashed against you, pulling you under, with every brush of Bucky’s fingers and tongue and every suck of his lips. He followed you as you writhed on the bed, drawing out every last second of your climax. 

Bucky finally pulled back from between your thighs for breath, his chest heaving while your slick covered his lips and chin. The impish grin that split his face made you twitch and whine breathlessly, though it didn’t deter him from launching up onto the bed to claim your lips in a heated kiss. 

“Baby,” Steve rushed, pulling Bucky off you and ignoring his grunt of protest. “Lie back, baby, I want your dick in my mouth.”

The promise made Bucky move almost comically quick and he rested his back against the bed head, thighs spread. “Catch your breath, honey,” Bucky whispered as Steve moved to settle between Bucky’s thighs. “We’re not done with you.”

You watched in daze as Steve pulled Bucky’s boxers down, and you revelled in the groan of pleasure that escaped Bucky as Steve swallowed him to the hilt with no preamble. “Stevie, fuck,” Bucky gasped, fisting Steve’s blond hair and holding him in place. “‘M not gonna last long, baby, fuck.”

A rush of energy pulsed through you and you got to your knees, wobbling only slightly. Bucky watched you through hooded eyes, reaching a hand out and you took it, falling against his side and pulling him into a heated kiss – swallowing his moans and cries. You hissed against his lips as his hand wandered down your back to cup and grope at the globes of your ass – his hands rough but warm. 

Bucky’s hips jerked up violently and he cried out, his stomach flexing and you watched in awe as Steve worked faster. “Baby, ‘m gonna come, don’t you dare stop- Fuck!”

“Bucky,” you simpered and his gaze snapped to you – his once bright eyes blackened and eclipsed, so fucking far gone, you mused silently. “Come for me, handsome, c’mon.”

The loud shout that echoed off the walls made you grin dazedly, triumphant at wrecking the man before you like he did you. You watched as Bucky twitched and moaned, writhing weakly against Steve’s incessant sucking, his cheeks still hollowed. “Stevie- please, I can’t,” Bucky gasped, sagging in relief when Steve finally pulled off, grinning that same wicked smile. 

That same smile he turned on you. “My turn.”

“Wha-” You tried, though your attempt at being coherent was marred by the fact Bucky had manhandled you into his lap, locking you in place by trapping your arms by your sides and forcing your legs open and keeping them there with his feet. The heat billowing from Bucky burned against your skin, and you wriggled, whining from the feel of his still hard cock resting against your lower back.

“Shh, honey,” Bucky cooed, resting his chin against your shoulder. Despite the rush you found your breathing slowing at his soothing tone. “I’ve gotchu, and Stevie’s gonna fuck you so good you won’t remember your own fuckin’ name, how ‘bout that?”

“Fuck,” you croaked, shivering in his hold. You could feel your cunt clench around nothing and you began to pant, as desperate to get air as you were to finally be filled with Steve’s cock. 

“She’s so pretty like this, Buck, fuckin’ hell,” Steve rambled, rooting through a bedside draw before pulling free a foil packet. “Touch her for me.”

“Oh-” You shuddered, your legs jerking against Bucky’s hold as his hand wandered down your stomach.

“Be good for me, honey, my sweet doll, huh?” Bucky breathed and you whimpered. The feel of his fingers trailing so close caused goosebumps to rise in the wake of his fingers, right until they settled between your folds and circled your clit. 

“That’s it, baby,” Steve breathed, stopping his rush to just watch. “Speed it up, I think she can come once more– what d’you think, sweetheart?”

“I can’t-”

“You can,” Bucky replied. “Stevie wants to watch you come undone again, and like the good girl you are-” As he spoke, his fingers picked up their speed and you heaved for breath against the onslaught of sensation. “-You’re gonna put on a show for ‘im, aren’t you?”

“Ye-Yeah, ah! I am, I- oh,” you gasped, and with your arms trapped you could only scramble to hold Bucky’s hips, the pillows, the sheets – something, anything to ground yourself. 

“Come for me, sweetheart,” Steve called, though he sounded underwater – muffled and so far away. “Let go, let go for us.”

You screamed to the ceiling, shaking violently through your second climax that cleaved you like a whip, and Bucky was the only thing holding you together. 

“Fuck, if she looks as pretty as she does without our cocks filling her, Stevie,” Bucky mumbled into your hair, soothing the aftershocks with gentle kisses against your temple. “Imagine how she’d look while you’re gonna fuck her.”

Steve groaned loudly in response. “Move, Buck, I need-”

You whined as Bucky slowly lowered you down his front so your hips were canted forward, and your shoulders rested against his middle, just above his stomach. “There you go, doll, easy,” he soothed, pulling your slumped head back against his chest. “You with us, honey?”

“Yeah,” you said, your voice hoarse, but you grinned dopily up at them. “Don’ stop, more-”

They laughed heartily – the rumbling in Bucky’s chest soothing something deep in your mind. It was hard to form any string of thought, coherent or not. 

“You’re just so fuckin’ pretty, sweetheart,” Steve whispered, and you whined, chasing his lips. “No, I wanna watch you.”

If Bucky hadn’t kept hold of you, you could have sworn you had started to ascend – the stretch of Steve’s cock burned, the pain exactly what you had wanted, and you moaned loudly. “That’s it, honey,” Bucky cooed, moving a hand to squeeze your breast. “Takin’ Stevie so well, fuck.”

“Oh, god,” Steve groaned, bottoming out in your cunt and stilling. The small twitches against your walls made you whimper, though you grinned wickedly up at him, watching his bowed head until he met your gaze. “Sweetheart, what are- Shit!”

You chuckled weakly and you felt Bucky move behind you, his lips nipping at the side of your neck. “You tryin’ to make him come, huh, kitten?”

The name pulled a moan from your lips and Steve gasped, your cunt squeezing him like a vice – the once steady rhythm you had pulsing around him thrown out. 

“Do that again, Buck,” Steve breathed. “She’s fuckin’ squeezing me.”

“Aw,” Bucky cooed, and you groaned when Steve started to move – far too fucking slowly. “You want Stevie to fuck you senseless? You want Steve to squirm?”

“Uh-huh,” you replied quietly. 

“She’s too fucked out to form words, baby,” Bucky said to Steve, his tone biting and just the perfect amount of mockery. “I want you to fuck her– fuck her just how you want, go on.”

“Not funny, Buck,” Steve gritted out before he thrusted hard enough to jolt you up Bucky’s chest. It was like you weren’t there – a toy for them to use to rile one another up, and you fucking loved it. 

“Oh, it is,” Bucky continued, shifting slightly so he could attack the other side of your neck. Your whimpers and moans were completely ignored while Steve thrusted shallowly. “You better fuck our girl senseless, baby, or I’ll have to do it myself. You don’t want that do you? You want her pussy all to yourself, you don’t want to share, do you?”

The words were a catalyst to something – the cogs of Steve’s mind finally clicking into place to reveal the wolfish greed he had harboured from the beginning. His thrusts turned brutal and every rock of his hips punched a moan from your lungs, the quickfire and brutality of each thrust driving you up Bucky’s chest. 

“Please-” You gasped, scrabbling to grab hold of something and Bucky’s hip was the only thing you could find purchase on. “Please, oh, fucking- Stevie!”

“That’s it, kitten, scream for him,” Bucky purred before grabbing the back of Steve’s neck and pulling him into a bruising kiss, throwing off his rhythm. You whined loudly and Bucky pulled back, chuckling darkly. “Fuck her, Stevie, make her come.”

A low growl shook Steve’s chest, and it rattled your last sense of control. “Fuck, sweetheart,” he rambled, attaching his lips to your neck, the opposite side of where Bucky was marking you with his teeth and tongue. “You feel so fuckin’ good.”

You clamped down tighter on his cock and your moans grew in pitch, but Steve didn’t falter. “She’s close, Stevie, good boy,” Bucky purred. Steve only moaned, shifting his knees so he could fuck you harder. You could feel Bucky’s hand moving down your stomach and a loud static filled your ears. “You wanna come for him, don’t you, kitten? You wanna be a good girl for us?”

Words failed you. Your mouth opened and closed uselessly as you felt Bucky reach your hip, though he didn’t stop. A full body shudder tore through your limbs and you keened, curling inwards as Bucky’s fingers found your much too sensitive clit with his fingers – all through Bucky’s deft touches, Steve didn’t stop his thrusts, if anything, they got harder, faster, as he chased his release.

“Come for us, honey,” Bucky whispered, his breath hot on the shell of your ear. Steve nodded desperately and whined as the start of your climax trapped him, your cunt sucking him in and not allowing him to leave. “Come for us, kitten- Good girl! Oh, lookatchu! Fuck, that’s a girl, good girl-”

You were drowning in pleasure, you couldn’t breathe – couldn’t feel anything but the deadly throes and sensations of Steve’s cock grinding against that spot and the feeling of Bucky’s breath, hot on your neck. 

Slowly, you came to laying on your side, pressed between two bodies. 

“There she is– hey, sweetheart,” Steve whispered in your ear. Somehow, he was holding you to his chest and Bucky was laying facing you, his eyes opening quickly at Steve’s words. 

“Stevie fucked you a bit too good, honey,” Bucky chuckled, cupping your jaw and sidling closer so he could kiss your forehead. “Are you alright?” As he spoke, Steve rubbed one hand up and down your side as you shivered, squeezing you close with the other. 

“‘M fine,” you said. “Wha’ happened?”

“You blacked out, doll,” Bucky explained. “It was only for a little while.”

“Awesome,” you whispered, and Steve and Bucky laughed. “Are you guys okay?”

“Fuckin’ fantastic,” Steve said – you could hear the grin in his words, and Bucky nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly. “We can talk serious shit later, alright? We wanna hold you a lil’ longer.”

“I would love that,” you hummed happily and snuggled into Steve’s arms, smiling as Bucky moved even closer. 

One thing was for sure, today for sure cemented the fact that you had made the right decision – now all you had to do was buckle in for the ride.

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Trickmirrorshipping - Accidentally married

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an: not so much married as dating, unfortunately :/

   Aoi huffed as she went onto her tip-toes again, for the fifth time, in a desperate scrabble to swat at the top shelf of the supermarket display. Someone far taller than her had taken the boxes of instant mix profiteroles and hadn’t brought the ones behind said packets closer to the edge of the shelf so people shorter could have instant mix profiteroles. Worse still, Aoi could have sworn they were on the mid to bottom shelves the last time she had gotten a hankering for those little chocolate and cream pastries, but clearly someone had shuffled things up since then.

   Aoi returned to the flat of her feet and sighed. She perked up when she heard the trundle of trolley wheels and when her head lifted, so did her hopes. She was hoping, praying, that the person nearby was taller than her.

   The good news, he was. 

   Her eyes widened as her jaw slackened. Now that she was closer to the inner circles of Team Playmaker than before, she would know that face anywhere. That person was Ryoken.

   “Hi, Aoi.” he said, awkwardly.

   “Hello, Ryoken.” she replied. 

   She licked her lips and her eyes scanned over his trolley without thinking. He wsd buying a lot of non-perishable goods, such as canned foods and instant ramen among other things such as toilet paper and hand sanitiser and other body care items. It seemed that he was intending on returning to sea as a fugitive from the law. She didn’t blame him, to be honest.

   He hovered awkwardly as he felt scrutinised by her glare. “Did you want something?” he asked.

   “Yes. I want profiteroles.” she replied, far too blunt.

   “What?” Ryoken made a funny face over this as that had not been the answer that he had been expecting.

  "I’m... too short.” she said. 

   “Oh! Oh, okay. Sure.” Ryoken shrugged.

   Aoi stepped aside and his trolley began to roll away. It seemed like it had a funny wheel so whilst Ryoken passed in front of her, she ducked behind him and grabbed onto the handle of the trolley so his groceries didn’t continue to roll down the aisle.

   Ryoken reached up and he deftly grabbed the packet mix for her. He looked over it and sighed. He grabbed another packet for himself. A twinge of a smile graced Aoi’s lips as she watched that. It seemed even super villains were tempted by sweets once in a while.

   “Here you go, Aoi.” he replied.

   Aoi reached across the trolley. “Thank you.” she said, her fingers brushing over Ryoken’s. His fingers were tougher-feeling than she thought they would be.

   As such a scene unfolded, an elderly couple walked past. The woman swatted the man she was clutching onto.

   “Why don’t you do cute things like that for me?” she asked.

   “Because you never asked.” he playfully huffed.

   Aoi’s shoulders prickled. She turned around, unthinking, and found herself blustering “We’re not-”

   Ryoken sighed. “No, let them believe it. It’s useless to correct people like that.”

   “...True.” Aoi admitted as she let go of the trolley. “But, um, thank you, Ryoken. For everything. Enjoy your profiteroles.”

   “Yeah, sure.” Ryoken shrugged as he put his box into his trolley.

   “Well, see you around. Hopefully not when everything is going to hell in a handbasket again.” Aoi said.

   “Yeah, see you around, Blue Maiden.” Ryoken replied.

   And with that, they split off from each other, rather embarrassed from the little encounter.

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@sonicasura They actually brought in someone who worked on Looney Tunes to help with the animation process!

I had heard that. Though from later tweets, I got the impression that the person might not necessarily have animated Gear 5.

Also, one person having worked at WB wouldn't be enough to copy its house style, nor necessitate that Toei would use that house style.

But it's still a neat bit of trivia.

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That sounds like a good idea. I feel kind of the same about LJ. I remember it fondly from a fannish perspective but I haven’t really looked at it (or even my own account) in years. I may do something like what you’re suggesting. Though I may repost my One Piece chapter responses/reactions as I recall liking those.

thinking of deleting my LJ account

worrying information from Dreamwidth on LJ security issues:

https://dw-maintenance.dreamwidth.org/86233.html?thread=3690969#cmt3690969 https://dw-maintenance.dreamwidth.org/86233.html?thread=3691225#cmt3691225

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Reply to @nightzy |nightzy said: honestly if wsd gets that popular | |I’ll be so excited I have every faith Netflix can manage to drum up SOME interest in what was an awesome book. I mean John Boyega is gonna be the voice of Thilayli!! We should at least get a StarShip DownWars AU out if it >_>. Bunnies in space. Fivers a Jedi!

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CASIO PRO TREK SMART (WSD-F20) WATCH

A smart watch and GPS with Android 2.0.

     Personally I own a Casio ProTrek Tough Solar watch and that thing is really tough. It gives me altitude, barometric pressure, and has an digital compass. It also has all your regular watch functions (time, alarms, stopwatch, and timer). It was also doesn't need a battery.

     THIS WATCH is better than the Tough Solar! This is a Smart Watch and has sooo many functions and features. If you're a smart watch person, this isn't an Apple Watch or similar. This is a robust watch for getting outdoors and tracking the important information while you're out there. And it does do a lot more! The WSD-F20 is feature rich and has a bunch of cool capabilities:

High Tide/Low Tide Alarms (that can be set with Vibration)

Sunset/Sunrise Alarms (that can be set with Vibration)

GPS (linked with Mapbox//4 Gigs of storage) - you can store waypoints, notes, and voice memos. 

Google Fit Integration

- What it doesn't have? A heartrate monitor

This is a Hiker's watch. You do have to download the maps prior in the event your phone doesn't get reception.  

HERE ARE SOME OF THE DETAILS FROM THE CASIO SITE

GPS + Full-Color Map: The current location is determined by energy-efficient GPS and indicated  on a full-color offline map. Supports positioning data from three satellites (American GPS, Russian GLONASS and Japanese “MICHIBIKI” QZSS). Steadily receives positioning data and displays your current position on a full-color map.

Full-color map display: The current location is determined based on positioning information received from GPS satellites and displayed on a high-resolution full-color map.

Offline map usage capability: Map data downloading is handled through a tie-up with MapBox,  a supplier of map data for countries worldwide. The map data can be displayed even when the user’s smartphone is offline or out of range of mobile device radio wave transmissions.

DIFFERENT MODE FUNCTIONS

Location: An advanced watch face is realized through a design representing the GPS and map functions and animation of the map display.

Traveler: Traveler enables the user to switch the type of information displayed in the window in the lower part of the watch face,  and to launch the corresponding app just by tapping the watch face of the device.

Date

Altimeter

Compass

Barometer

DIFFERENT WATCH FACES

Location NEW

Traveler NEW

Combination

Altitude

Authentic

Multi

World Time

Field

2Layers

LOCATION MEMORY

Personalized map management: Linkage between the GPS function and the full-color map enables accurate display of your current location. You can display the route of your activities, record specified points and discover a wide range of other uses for your outdoor activities.       * This app’s functionality is limited when connected to an iOS device.

Determine your current location: Your current location is displayed on the color map for easy confirmation anytime.* In places where signals cannot reach your smartphone, it is necessary to download maps in advance via Wi-Fi. * When connected to an iOS device, it is necessary to download maps in advance via Wi-Fi.

Write memos on the map: You can also display footprints of your actions,  record markers on the map or use voice input to make notes.* Requires connection to a smartphone for voice input to make notes. Cannot be used in areas where cellular service cannot reach.

Alter the map to suit your purposes: Prepare a variety of map designs. Then choose the one you want depending on the type of activity and purpose of use.

dark

light

outdoors

streets-satellite

streets

Android Wear™ 2.0

Android Wear 2.0, the latest update, is adopted to optimize the WSD-F20’s capabilities and convenience as a smartwatch.

Easier Communication: Responses to emails and messages can easily be made using voice, keyboard or handwritten input. Users can also answer or reject incoming calls.

Google Assistant built-in: Reply to a message, set a reminder, or ask for directions. Just hold the power button or say “OK google”. * Google Assistant is not available in all languages.

Google Maps™: Built-in GPS enables navigation and use of Google Maps.

Google Play™ Music: Users can download and play back music files with their watch, and listen to them with wireless earphones.

Google Fit:Travel distances and times are displayed on the watch, a useful tool when training by running, walking or cycling.

Google Translate™: Spoken words can be translated into a designated language. Users can tilt the watch for easy readability. * This app’s functionality is limited when connected to an iOS device.

It's a really awesome watch. It runs $500. Check it out here: http://wsd.casio.com/us/en/

Here's a really great review on youtube from Phone Arena. 

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oh, okay. That's what I originally thought when I was voting.

Congratulations to Monkey D Luffy on being the pirate that could beat all the other pirates in a fight

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Android Wear 2.0 is ready for a gaggle of recent watches

It’s a piece beat up, however, my OLED-ready LG G Watch R continues to be going sturdy (and bright) after nearly years. So It’s correct information that, after being not on time via system defects, Android Wear 2.zero is rolling out this week to that version, the 2015 LG Watch Urban, and the more latest New Balance RunIQ.

Android Wear

LG stated it will roll out the replace to each the Urban and G Watch R this week, and the Urban 2nd edition will get the OS “inside the starting of Might also.” RunIQ proprietors, in the meantime, will see the update “no later than April 14th.”

Android 2.0, which released in February with LG’s new Watch Fashion and Watch Game, become purported to come to older gadgets like mine several weeks after release. However, at the same time as Google recently managed to get it operating on the Fossil Q Founder, Casio WSD-F10 and $1,500 Tag Heuer Linked, it stated that “for other devices … [it] is presently being behind schedule because of a bug in the final testing.”

With that constant, seven watches are approximate to get updates, leaving any other 12 with owners still waiting to listen about Android 2.zero — together with devices from Huawei, Moto, and ASUS. New functions of the OS consist of a refreshed, less complicated-to-use UI, standalone apps and watch faces, and Google Assistant, the brand new, AI-powered version of Google Now. Optimistically, with the update malicious program reputedly solved, we’re going to see launch dates for all the one’s models quickly.

Released For Android Wear gadgets

Properly, this is no motive to move, as a substitute, it is a TIME to seize the future by using the WRIST and run in the direction of it with actually not anything but wish in our hearts. If the subtle pointers have been now not sufficient, what we are about to talk about is the modern day accessory to the “clever” generation which takes its shape as the smartwatches we’ve got grown to love. however what exactly is considered a “clever” watch? I keep in mind pretty some years ago, Casio Watches Launched a line of speak watches that could inform the wearer the time with only a push of a button. Does that healthy into the “smartwatch” category? Thankfully, it does not. Perhaps if those watches ought to send texts, make calls, examine e-mails, a song our health or even remember our steps, it might be taken into consideration into the organization. All kidding apart though, let’s take a brief observe what is set to move our manner within the today’s smartwatch news.

As we all realize and in all likelihood have palms on experience, the android platform is slowly ingesting our world wrapped in fancy tech toys. The today’s addition to the apparently limitless list is the android television (but that is a one-of-a-kind day). While Google wasn’t satisfied with simply infecting mobile phones with their magic, they turned to watches and created some of the first-rate gadgets the sector will likely see for years; smartwatches. Aptly precise as Android Wear for obvious reasons, smartwatches commenced stoning up throughout the globe thru various main cellphone brands. Now, an Android Put on update offers these watches a makeover like in no way earlier than. Initially, When introduced to the public, Google did no longer want to scare the customers away with a complex interface which caused reasonably stupid, uninteresting watches however because the demand for futuristic, more capable gadgets grew, so the idea of the developers.

The latest replace now brings three faces to the watch: Bits, Collectively and Below Armor. The “Bits” face adds circles that show a number of factors such as unread texts and emails, ignored calls, weather forecast and scheduled events which are well located across the digital-analog watch. “Together” modifications the show of the watch into your private drafting board wherein you could proportion pics, doodles, and emoji. some other tackle a health app, the “Under Armor” face makes the smartwatch your non-public instructor and doesn’t assume it to head easily on you. It allows the user to set schooling sessions for exercises and calculates the gap traveled, the quantity of steps taken or the energy that were burned at the same time as engaging in these activities. The top three android smart watches inside the marketplace right now are the LG Urbane, the Moto 360 and the Samsung Tools 2 in no precise order.

5 New functions on Android Wear 2.zero for Android App Development

The operating machine is being optimized for fingers-loose operations. We deliver you five new functions on Android Put on 2.zero for Android App Development.

A new App Launcher

The app launcher has been redesigned to house the round screen format and look uncluttered. Device interaction has been made consumer-friendly closer to the new app launcher modifications. Pushing the side button will display apps in an arc and A brand new movement drawer at the lowest of the show will offer context-specific actions much like those we find on the cell phone.

Notification Get right of entry to

the new replace will unclutter the interface, especially for spherical interface with the Well-placed cards. Smaller icons are displayed in place of big messages and the notifications are less difficult control with a development bar on the lowest display displaying what number of playing cards are left within the stack. Whilst the user increases the watch to activate it, the notification card will be first pulled up earlier than it is hidden. Bottom to the top swiping motion will enable the person to typically view the notifications. The cards themselves were redesigned with light textual content on a black history and darkish textual content with white historical past. The two alternatives are presented as a battery saving shifting and reduce the intrusion of vibrant notification.

Android is becoming health friendly and with new smartwatches, Google is exploring fresh scope in health programs. the new Put on update comes with Google suit integration and has A brand new feature for automated activity reputation. the consumer can open applicable apps for walking, on foot or bike analyzing and sensing the activity the applicable app will open up. the user can also release fitness playlist to pay attention to tune in their preference without turning on the Device. song apps may be accessed without delay from the home screen, without turning on the Tool. The Google suit app itself can now automatically stumble on interest and log it. Information sharing among devices and apps have been overhauled.

Messaging Alternatives

Messaging is a constrained hobby at the tiny screen as of now and with the new keyboard and voice texting alternatives, it is probable to get higher with model 2.0. A small keyboard can be swiped onscreen to type messages and handwriting reputation allows a person to write unmarried letters or join phrases for messaging. smart replies from Gmail might be reachable with three likely responses as prompts to send a quick reply to contact. by means of tapping o, the message consumer can Get right of entry to options to respond to message.

Higher Keyword

With the new edition, users can now type text without delay into the watch, that is a welcome update. There may be an aid for handwriting reputation and Swype-Fashion inputs with conventional typing alternative. users can dictate their responses, although inside the preview version only brief messages are presently working smoothly. But, considering the fact that the wearable Tool format is for short movements, this need to not pose a big trouble. It is easy to Get admission to saved responses on the wear and tear which activates 3 contextually relevant responses. That is a smart integration from Gmail’s smart replies.

The new version is possible to be Launched inside the fourth region of this 12 months and will integrate with the brand new Android app Development Nougat and come on new gadgets. The developer preview is to be had for setting up and testing the new functions on programs, but upgrades are but awaited before the release date to excellent music the new machine.

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@mobbbbyy replied to your post: Ace also carried parts of her will. She sacrificed her life to save Ace, just like Ace did for Luffy. They both sacrificed themselves to protect someone they loved

That’s true/valid argument.

Does that mean Sabo has inherited Rouge’s will? Because it’s not, IMO, dying to protect someone that makes Rouge’s will. It’s deeply loving someone at the expense of anything else. (I wonder now if that’s a good will to have...)

@wildfandom replied to your post: arguably, garp inherited her will to protect her son, like yeah roger entrusted the responsibility to him but rogue, who did the impossible through will alone, was there for the hand off

If so, Garp didn’t do a very job.

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thank you for the boops yesterday! being a side-blog, couldn't boop back, but all much appreciated ^-^

[zoemurph]

its really not but i love you so much

shoutout to sarah for listening to me talk about spaghetti symbolism

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@storytellingmagic replied to your post: Hey, cool idea! I've been pondering something similar for years but never found the time to write. I stumbled upon your post and thought we might collaborate. I have a worldbuilding plan that could complement your plot. Interested in discussing further? If not, sorry for the inconvenience.

Oh, wow.

While I've always loved the idea of collaborating, if I'm honest, I had actually forgotten about this. I had to re-read my post to refresh my mind.

Though I still like the idea, looking over it now, it was more "this is my personal opinions derived from how nature actually functions and I really like the moon" than really anything from Tangled. Or, it was more me projecting my own original writing themes onto what I would rather have seen in Tangled the Series.

So, while collaborating is a neat idea, I don't think I'm in a current position in my life to take time for this. Also, I'm not and have never been much of a fan of Tangled or it's series, which unfortunately limits my interest. Very sorry!

But thank you very much for the offer and liking my weird opinions/ideas!