i think wet n wild changed their liquid catsuit formula. i used to have the teal one and it was very very matte and kinda dry to be so honest with u. but i just bought a red one and it's like. really glossy and creamy

Naughty list 7 for Beelzebub and naughty list 13 for Belphegor with f!reader please and thank you!

Thank you Lovely for your request and your patience for me to get this done. I do have the Beel one on my WIP list as well :3

This one was a bit interesting for me cuz it’s not smut but also not fluff it just... idk what to call it 😂 But not in a bad way I did have fun writing it.  just something new for me and I'm a bit unsure but that could be bc it’s 7 am and I’m a bit sick lol

Prompt:  Naughty #13: “I need you to pretend to be my s/o.” “Why? You hate me!” Fandom: Obey Me! Pairing: Belphegor x F! Reader Word Count: 2,438 words Warning(s): may cause slight annoyance :)

Enjoy~

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You spot Belphegor pass the end of the hall, saying goodbye to your friends you rush over. Stopping by him, slightly out of breath as he stands straight from the water fountain.

“Hey Belphie.” You say sweetly with a small smile. Belphegor looks you up and down with a raised brow. “Uh, hi.” He responds slowly, readjusting his backpack strap as he turns to leave.

“So how’s your day been?” You ask, walking at his pace.

“What do you want Y/n?” He asks curt. Stopping he leans against the wall, arms crossed. Looking at you through his brows, unamused.

“What do you mean? I’m just trying to make conversation with you.” You say innocently.

Rolling his eyes he kicks off the wall and continues down the hall. Not getting ten steps in front of you, you stop him again. “Wait-” You huff. He turns your way. He waits, shaking his head, tuning his hands up signaling you to spit it out already. You sigh,

“I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend.” You say, wincing at the idiocy of your request. If you can even call it that. You’re practically begging him to, ‘Gosh really Y/n, “need” him to?’ You mentally slap yourself, not noticing the grin on his face. Snapping back when you hear him snort a bit. Trying to remain calm cause lord knows you need him to agree. For a moment there is just silence. Seeing him process your question a bit more. Then he speaks,

“Why? You hate me.” His statement punctuated with an amused half cut smirk. Taking in a deep breath through your nose, contemplating your rebuttal. Because the truth is, you don’t hate the guy. Sure, he’s probably the most annoying being to ever exist in all the three worlds, but that doesn’t mean you hate him. Clearing your throat you respond,

“No I don’t hate you. We just don’t know each other enough.” You smile.

“Uh huh. So me pretending to be your boyfriend will do just that, huh?” He says. His face cracks with amusement once again as he watches your face twist in annoyance.

“Look, why don’t you just ask one of my brothers? They like you.” He says as he backs away symbolizing he’s done with this conversation.

You sigh annoyed. ‘Yeah like I haven’t thought of that before, Dickhead.’ You had thought about it before but that didn’t go down well.

You didn’t dare ask Lucifer well because, he’s Lucifer.

Mammon would only accept if you paid him to and even though you were in need of a prop-up boyfriend you weren’t that desperate.

Both Levi and Satan were busy the day you would need them.

And lastly there was Beel. You would’ve asked him but… on Halloween Beel was plastered and drunkenly confessed that he really liked you. After that night he hadn’t seemed awkward about doing it and you never told him he did it either.

So that left you with the youngest one that just walked away from you.

~~~

Why do you need a pretend boyfriend, you ask? Well in a phone call with your family talking about arrangements for New Years. Your mother wouldn’t shut up about the amazing guy your cousin is dating and how he’s coming to the New Years Eve party, and whilst your mom was babbling on about it you zoned out and when she asked if you had a ‘special someone’ you absentmindedly said ‘yeah’. And before you knew it she told you to bring him around and said her goodbyes as you tried to correct the situation. But it was too late.

And now you need a boyfriend.

~~~

Back at the house of Lamentation heading towards your bedroom you spot Belphegor going into his room. Taking another chance you dropped your book bag at your door and rushed over to him.

“Belphe-” Cut off by the door in your face, you roll your head back in frustration but not defeat. You had to do this! You hate to say it but he really is your last hope for this.

Knock Knock Knock.

No response. You sigh once again trying to keep your cool.

Knock Knock Knock

Your hits get a bit heavier with each one. Then finally he opens the door.

“What?” He says with a huff.

“I need to talk to you. I -” You begin to say as he rolls his eyes starting to close the door once again. Stopping the door with your palm you finally put your pride aside.

“Belphegor, please ~” Your words come out slow. Hating to beg the demon but knowing you had to at this point. The pressure on the door lightens. Belphegor stands behind the door and sighs.

“Fine.” He says. Opening the door for you to enter. Sitting down on his bed, he looks up at you waiting for you to speak. “Like I said before I kinda need you to be my ‘boyfriend’ for a night.” You say. His blank stare boring into you, “Yes you did but you failed to mention why. What, do you secretly have a crush on me.” He says with an amused grin. Your reaction only made it better,

“Tsk you wish. The reason I need you is because I’m going home for New Years and my mom thinks I’m bringing home a boyfriend.” You say with your arms crossed.

“Why would she think that?” He asks. Pursing your lips, hating your answer you sigh. “I may have accidentally told her I did when I wasn’t paying attention.” You say, refusing to look at what you’re sure is a shit-eating grin on his face.

“Ha ha oh my god. You’re more stupid than I thought.” He says laughing. Your face heats up with anger, before you can say anything he cuts you off. “You know what, I’ll do it.” He says standing up. Your anger subsides a bit when you hear those words. Slight relief sweeps through you. “Really?” You ask, happy but slightly shocked. “Yup.” He says walking past you, opening the door.

“I’ve been told it’s good to do charity. And besides this seems too funny to miss out on.” He says, walking out leaving you angry once again. ‘Guh, what an asshole!’ you think to yourself storming out of his room.

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It’s New Years Eve and you are getting ready to leave devildom with Belphegor to the human world. Picking up your jacket and purse you leave your room. “Ok, let’s go.” you say to no one walking down the stairs, Belphegor waiting by the door dressed in jeans, a dark teal blazer, and a black shirt. He turns to speak but hesitates a second when he takes in your appearance. Rushing down the stairs the hem of your black velvet dress rode up your thighs a bit, your hair messily framing your face and your cheeks rosy from rushing around to get ready. “Phew, okay, I’m ready!” You say sliding your heels on at the base of the stairs. Standing straight smoothing the front of your dress you look up to see Belphegor looking at you. “What are you looking at? Are you ready?” You ask, putting on your coat. “Yeah I’m ready. Let’s get this over with.” He says opening the door.

Pulling into the driveway of your parents home you turn off the car and turn to Belphegor. “Ok like I said before, they might ask questions, especially my mother! And please, please try not to make an absolute fool in there.” You say. Belphegor laughs at your pleas. “Don’t worry I won't make a fool out of you on purpose, you  do that well enough on your own.” He says with a chuckle. Man, he really knows how to get under your skin.

“Okay, okay. I’ll go in there and act like any other boyfriend.” He says with a patronizing smile. Pursing your lips trying to hold yourself back from slapping him, instead you just get out of the car. You knock on the door as you wait, Belphegor comes up behind you and you see him holding a bouquet of sunflowers. “What are you~” You’re cut off by your mother. “Well hello. Please, come on in, you'll freeze out there.” She says opening your family home to the both of you. Before you can introduce Belphegor, he’s already ahead of you.

“Thank you. These are for you.” He says handing your mother the flowers. “Oh my, they’re beautiful… oh I never even got your name.” Your mother says with a smile. Chuckling back he responds. “I’m Belphegor. And I’m glad you like them, you know sunflowers represent happiness and longevity which is not only what I hope for you this coming year but also for my time with your daughter here.” He says, pulling you in by your side, looking down at you with a smile. Your mother seemingly swooning. You smile back, “What the hell are you doing?” You ask through your teeth. “Fulfilling my end of the agreement, and taking what I want cause I don’t recall you ever telling me what I’d get in return.” He says. You fake a laugh, “What do you mean ‘get in return’?” You ask. Turning you to face him, lifting your chin. “You don’t think I came here out of the goodness of my heart do ya? I came here to have a bit of fun and I’m already just getting started.” He says. Giving you a sly look he kisses your hand sweetly before rushing over to your mother, “Please let me help you with those.” He says walking with your mother before looking back at you.

‘Oh he’s good. But two can play at that game, Buddy!’

As the night goes on you two continue to seem a convincing couple. Good to know his lying can actually be of some help in this situation. “So Y/n how did you manage to land such a charming guy?” Your cousin asks. 

You hate it! How can they love him so much? 

“Um well~” You start, when you feel Belphegor wrap his arm around your shoulders. “Well we actually met through my brothers.” He says. “Oh how many brothers do you have?” Your mother asks. “I’m actually the youngest of seven. And my twin brother introduced me to this girl and ever since that day I’ve wanted her by my side.” He says, with his left arm around your shoulders, his right hand makes its way on your bare knee. Laughing you look at him with warning eyes as you take his hand off you. Your family chuckles at your “puppy love” moment.

“So how long have you been together to be exact, because somehow up until a couple weeks ago Y/n had failed to mention you.” Your mother says looking at you. ‘Oh brother.’ You think to yourself. “About a year.” You say. “And here I thought it was longer. I guess that's just wishful thinking, huh.” Belphie says, looking at you with a smirk.

‘I’m gonna kill him.’

“You know if we let the love over there get too strong, we might be seeing a new addition to the family sooner than we’d think.” One of your family friends says, chuckling into his glass. The whole table starts to chuckle as your eyes widen. “O-oh no, not now.” You stutter. “Looks like my baby is blushing. She is always more amusing this way.” Belphegor says. “Haha ok enough of that. What time is it anyways?” You ask trying to get this night over with.

“It’s almost 11:40.” Says your mother. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you’re counting down the minutes till you can kiss me.” Belphie says, leaning into you. “Yeah, no. I couldn’t think of a worse way to start my year.” You say into your glass.

“Ok guys the ball is dropping! Count down in 10…  Standing before Belphegor he just smirks. “Make sure you don’t fall in love with me after this.” He says. You almost gag, “Yeah, no problem.” you say.

Everyone chanted the countdown,

“3”

“2”

“1”

“Happy New Year!” Everyone exclaims.

Looking at each other Belphegor puts his hand behind your neck and pulls you in. Your lips touch. A second passes, still connected. The hand in your hair tightens slightly and his lips move with yours. Your mouths dance together one second and parted the next. The expectant feeling of disgust never came, rather the moment wasn’t that bad. You stand there in his grasp for a few more seconds, eyes locked. Looking up at him you notice something in his eyes you've never seen before, but it’s gone just as soon as it comes. “I think we should go before you try and kiss me again.” He says. “If you keep talking you’re sooner to get slapped, than kissed.” You say walking past him, making him laugh.

It’s nearing 1am when you and Belphegor are taking your leave, “You know you two can stay till the morning since it’s late.” Your mom offers. “No we have things to do tomorrow and I’d rather not travel in the morning.” You say hugging your mom. “Well, drive safely and Belphegor you’re always welcome in our home.” Your mom says making him smile. Taking her hand in his he places a small kiss on the back of hers, “Your hospitality is too much.” He says. You see your mom swoon once again. ‘Damn he is good.’  

Finally in the car you sigh in relief. “Glad that’s over.” You say. “Yeah. When are we coming back? Maybe we can bring Beel, he’d love that- well, everything your mom made.” He says turning the car on. “Uh, what do you mean ‘coming back’? This was a one night deal.” You say laughing. “Well your mom said she’d love to see me again and I’d say I had a pretty good time playing with you tonight. So i feel it would really be a win-win situation.” He says.  “How is that a win for me though.” You ask with your arms crossed.

“Well it’s a win for you cause you’ll get to kiss me again. I rather enjoyed the look you had after the first time” He says with a smirk. You finally hit his shoulder.

“I did not have a ‘look’ after kissing you.” You argue.

“Yes you did.” He says back.

“No I didn’t!” You say with more force

“Yes you did.” 

And this went on back and forth the whole ride home. You knew asking him was a bad idea.

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I hope you enjoyed this, and that you have a great New Years or when ever you find yourself reading this :3

💛 ~

How about 🧥 and 💜 for the ask game?

🧥 - Top 5 costumes (Halloween, winter, etc.)

5. Kira Temari (Winter): She's not even one of my fave characters or anything, but oh man her winter outfit is so good??? Looks like something out of a fashion magazine. The knit sweater looks super comfy, too.

4. Kasane Ao (Swimsuit): It's so cute! I love her little flowery hair ties, and the light teal cover-up adds a nice splash (no pun intended) of colour. The bows are a sweet touch, too. And shorts! It looks like something you could actually wear into the water, haha. (minus the cover-up, of course)

3. Isuzu Ren (Winter): I love having Ren on my homescreen in the winter because this outfit is just so precious. ;_; Her oversized scarf and flower-print dress are adorable, as are the fleecy earmuffs.

2. Ami Ria (Winter): Probably my favorite winter outfit in the game-- it's so stylish! The colours match great, and I like how the accents such as the pendant, purse, and gloves tie the whole thing together. also i feel like miss piggy wore something almost exactly like this once so that's a 10/10

1. Yukino Kanae (Halloween): What's with side characters and getting, like, 90% of the best outfits? The scarf! The vest! The batwing lapel pins! The colours! Everything about Kanae's Halloween outfit is just cool.

💜 - Top 5 dark units

Oh gosh, this is a hard one since I have so many dark-types lol...

5. Isuzu Ren: I can't really articulate why I like her so much; I just do?? I picked her as my starter in JP because I never had her in NA. She's such a sweetheart, and adorable to boot. ;; One of those characters I'd like to give a warm blanket and some cookies to.

I might not use her too often in-game these days, but I still love to put her on my homescreen because she makes me go :)

4. Amane Tsukuyo: I love both of the Amane sisters, but if I had to pick, I think I'd say I like Tsukuyo just a little bit more. I have a weakness for ojou-sama types who are trying not to crack under immense family pressure, I guess? I could write an essay on her and Tsukasa's relationship and backgrounds, but I also think it's nice that Tsukuyo and Mifuyu get along as well as they do. Lord knows both of them could use the solidarity, being from high-class Mizuna families... :|

On the gameplay front, uh. I-I actually don't use Tsukuyo too often outside of Rankings, but Charge strats are fun to play around with, and I'm glad to see Charge finally getting the appreciation it deserves!

3. Yakumo Mikage: baby girl. baby. evil. I was totally smitten with her the day she first showed up in game; she's too cute...... She is kind of a shit kid, but she means well, and her relationships with Mitama, Nayuta, Rabi, and Sudachi are all so sweet. 10/10, deserves the world

She makes amazing support for magia-based teams, especially other dark-types like Vampire Kanagi. Mikage/Vampnagi's synergy almost feels like cheating, haha.

2. Vampire Kanagi: God, where would I be without my Vampire Kanagi? She was the first limited I rolled for in JP, simply because Kanagi is one of my favorite characters and her design was cool, but she's also an insanely good unit for battle. She's my EX/100 Evils MVP, and a lot of fun to run solo in Mirrors! (but maybe not for ranked because of all the anti-evade...)

Bonus points for having an event that made me unexpectedly emotional. ;_;

1. Yukino Kanae: Kanae is one of my favorite magireco characters in general, and holds a special place in my heart as the first (and only, besides Homura) natural 4-star I had 4s in NA. I took her on literally every quest, so I was totally stoked when I got her back in JP last year. Made the account feel like home again. :') I recently got her 4s in JP, and I still use her for just about everything.

I love her personality, voice (more girls with deep voices please!!), and design-- her magical girl outfit is one of my faves in the whole game. Gameplay-wise, she's a Blast gorilla with some great passives, and she's both strong and sturdy, which is awesome for Challenges, farming, and regular ol' story quests.

Bucky Barnes x Plus size reader Fingerpainting

Word Count: 2K+

Warnings: Cursing(as usaual, ya’ll know I gots a potty mouth from hell) and teetH ROTTING COTTON CANDY FLAVORED FLUFF. Daddy! Bucky has my whole heart.

Growing up, your household had been vibrant, drenched in color, music filling every nook and cranny. Your mother had been something of a free spirit; You’d been raised on Fleetwood Mac and Jimmi Hendrix, on dancing in circles and bubbling laughter. Now, as an adult you cherished those memories, they we’re such a big part of who you are. And as a mother yourself, you made sure the tradition had continued on.

Made sure your children grew up with that same magical wonder that you had.

It’s what Bucky had noticed about you first, that sparkle in your (y/c) eyes, the curiosity and mischievousness. Cat like, as he liked to refer to them. You we’re his little cat; playful and full of life. And yeah, you had a vicious set of claws, but mostly you liked to be stroked. Both figuratively and literally.

You had this way about you, one that was like sunshine. That bubbly laughter of your contagious, your dimpled smile blinding.

Falling completely fucking in love with you had been easy, natural. He instinctively sought your light and you were more then willing to share it with him, give it to him. Light him up from the inside in a way that made him get a little awestruck because he’d never thought that he’d ever find something like you. He’d accepted the frigidness that had consumed him and here you came, like an Indian summer. All plump curves and saccharine words and butterfly kisses.

And he assumed that it couldn’t get any better; to have a woman that truly deeply loved him. Despite everything… well, what could top that?

And then you’d gotten pregnant and proceeded to set his universe into technicolor chaos once more. He hadn’t even realized he could still have children, that that was still an option for him.

You gifted him with something he hadn’t even realize he’d been craving; his first child. A daughter.

Faye Rebecca Barnes.

Who had your eyes, same spark and everything. But his pretty little up turned nose and his thick, dark hair. She was a tiny hummingbird of a girl, as soon as she could walk she was off in all directions; and he followed close behind, like he always would. Where there was Faye’s chiming laughter, Bucky was close by. The bond that those two had…was something that you couldn’t even fathom sometimes. It was beautiful, to watch them. To know that you had helped to create something so pure.

…Two somethings so pure. Your stomach had never been flat; had always been plush and jiggly, but at the moment it strained out round and firmly, stretching your skin taught. Like some had stuck a basketball under your shirt.

They say pregnancy the second time around is easier. Fucking hah, who ever said that didn’t have a three year old darting around. But still- you tried to stay positive. Tried to focus more on the beautiful parts of pregnancy…even though the ugly, irritating ones came in spades. Oh, how you desperately fucking missed not having to pee every ten minutes.

Baby Barnes number two had made it a game to tap dance on your bladder.

It’s a stormy Wednesday afternoon, nothing particularly exciting or special going on: you’re sitting on the living room floor because its the only place you can seem o get comfortable with Faye, the large glass coffee table in front of you littered with oil pastes and colored pencils. Discarded papers blotches with swirls of color dispersed all over as the two of you drew idly. Bucky was laying on the couch behind you, the one that you lean against, reading the newspaper as Dumbo played on the flat screen in the background.

“Mommy what’s your favorite animal?” Faye inquires, not looking up from her paper and the long erratic strokes she’s making with a teal colored pencil. She was only three, and she’d seemed to inherit your “artistic nature” as Buck liked to call it.

“Seahorses…Or maybe flamingos. I cant decide” You scrunch your nose, focused on your own art. Sunsets and constellations stare back at you, you use your thumb to blend the smooth pastel colors into one hypnotic shade. “What’s yours, Honeybee?”

“Mermaids” Faye shrugs as though its obvious “I like pink elephants too”

From behind the newspaper, Bucky has a large grin on his face. Shaking his head a little at the two of you.

“Is that why we’ve been watching Dumbo on repeat?” He wonders, his gruff voice amused as he reads an article on ‘Stark Industries new Holliday Season Technology.’

“It’s my favorite” Faye nods. Favorite of the week, that is. Last week had been the Aristocats, the week before that Moana.

Bucky could literally sing “Your Welcome” from start to finish. Faye insisted her father be Maui for the upcoming Halloween because he had “pretty hair” just like him. You’d laughed HARD at that, but whispered to him that you wouldn’t mind seeing him only in a grass skirt, your tone had him grabbing at your plump ass.

“Really? It used to scare me a little bit. Especially the pink elephants on parade part. Super trippy if you ask me” You laugh, looking up from your page at your daughter. Her dark hair was pulled up into a messy knot on the top of her head,

“I like 'em. I think they pretty” The three year old defends.

“It does make my head spin a little. I remember reading somethin’ about Walt Disney being all hopped up on dr-” Bucky stops himself, shooting Faye a look “-…Sugar, when he made a lot of these movies”

You laugh. It’s uncanny how similar it sounds to your daughters.

Bucky thinks that’s part of a reason the little girl has such a tight hold on his heart. Obviously, she was his child, and he would love her regardless of what she looked like. But the fact that she was a mini version of you was really what got him.

Faye laughed like sunshine too.

“Yeah I’ve heard that too! And it makes so much sense, this was a trip gone bad…or good I guess. Since you know, its a classic” You add.

“A trip to where, mommy?”

You snort and Bucky puts the paper down a little bit so that he can not only see your reaction, but your response. One of his eyebrows raise.

“Umm, to a place where only adults go. We’ll talk about it when your in college?” You test the waters. Even after years, this whole parenting thing was still touch and go to you.

You didn’t think you’d ever fully have it down.

Bucky’s little chortle from behind you makes you turn around and shoot him a glare to which his hand, the metal one, comes down and rubs your shoulder in apology; his cool fingers massaging the muscle near your neck in a way that had you leaning into him.

You still love the feeling of his hands on your skin, still makes goosebumps rise. You hope you never loose this feeing.

Faye, as usual, looses interest with what she’s doing before her movies even over.

“I’m bored” She whines dropping her pencil “I wanna go swing”

“No, Faye. It’s raining and you’ll not only get all muddy, but you’ll get sick” You try to explain to her the reason why your such a kill joy. Of course she doesn’t seem to hear any of it.

“Daddy?”

You breathe through your nose. Of course.

Bucky was what people call “the good parent”. What you said no to, she’d usually be able to convince her father into letting her do.

She really was manipulative for a three year old.

“Where do you think she gets that from?” Nat had taunted once, looking at you with laughing eyes and you’d shoved her shoulder.

“No baby, you’re moms right. You’ll get really sick and then you wont get to go play at Uncle Steves this weekend. And you’ve been so excited to see Noah” Bucky sides with you, trying to convince her with the promise of seeing her god brother, Steve and Sharon’s one year old son.

Faye huffs and pushes her paper away from her so hard that it, along with a few pastels, flies off the table. She then lets her head fall to the glass with a hard thunk, one that made Bucky wince.

“I’m so bored” She cries dramatically. You know how people talk about the terrible two’s? Yeah you we’re starting to think the troublesome threes were worse.

“Do you want to watch a different movie?”

“No”

“You could come help mama make lunch? Chicken fingers, you favorite?”

“No”

“We could go find Kit? I think she’s scared of the thunder, she’s probably under your bed-” Bucky offers, he knows how much Faye loves that cat.

“NO DADDY” Faye interrupts him with a snap.

“Faye Rebecca Barnes, you do not talk to any adults that way, much less your dad. You probably hurt his feelings” Your tone is not cutting, but authoritive . She knows better then that. She doesn’t look up but you hear her sniffle as she turns her head, facing away from you.

You purse your lips, before leaning your own head back, enough that it rests on Buckys thigh. Your eyes closed. Did you hate making her cry(even if you knew she was just faking?) Yes. But you also wanted to make sure she grew up to be a decent member of society that other people could stand. And that meant teaching her that she couldn’t snap to get her way.

Bucky knew that too…he also knew you had way more resolve then him. So instead of making it worse, he kept his mouth closed and let you handle it. Smart man, your husband.

…as the minutes ticked by, the silence a little overwhelming you realized that you too, were bored.

Making you empathize with your little one. Boredom, the death of creativity. It had always made you antsy, being idle. You feel Buck’s hand in your hair, the metal one, and you get a passing idea.

Remembering a time when your mother had let you and your siblings finger paint on her back…

“Hey, Faye” You call to her, and she mutters a small “What” without looking at you. She could pout with the best of them.

Something she’d inherited from both of you.

“Wanna do something fun?” Your voice is eager and it makes both Faye and Bucky give you almost identical looks.

“Like what?”

You just grin and manage to heft yourself off of the floor(with Bucky’s arm steadying you) and waddle out of the living room, towards your art closet.

“Where’s she goin?” Faye questions her father and he shrugs but sits up, anticipating your next move.

“I don’t know, but knowin’ your mother- it’ll be something messy” Bucky guesses as he looks down at Faye, taking a minute to bop her on her little bun. She beams up at him, grabbing at her hair.

“Hey!”

“Sorry pumpkin” He chuckles, before bopping her again. He’s ready for her when she launches herself into his lap.

“I’m sorry I hurt your feelings” Faye whispers against his scruffy cheek as he holds her.

“It’s okay” Bucky scratches her back lightly “I’m a big boy, I got over it”

“Okay, lets do this” You announce as you come back in the room and both of their heads turn to meet you. In your arms, resting on your stomach, is your plastic container full of washable paints and glitters. Body paint…

“Told you. Messy” Bucky tells Faye who squeals and makes grabby hands at you.

An hour later, you’ve managed to lay the news paper that Buck was reading out on the floor. Protecting your rugs from the splashes of paint. The three of you sit on the hardwood, Bucky has stripped off the hoodie he was wearing and now sits in just his white singlet, holding his metal arm steady and still as you Faye paint on the surface of it. Both of your fingers covered in multicolor paint as they swirl colors onto the sleek metal.

Faye draws purple clouds and orange seahorses(or at least she tries) and you work on an intricate, realistic looking array of wild flowers with a detailed sunflower in the middle of them.

He squirms a little as your fingers trace the edge where his steel shoulder meets warm flesh.

“Don’t move, daddy!” Faye barks at him and you giggle.

“Yeah, daddy” You stress the word, biting your lip and shooting him a devious little smirk that your daughter misses “Don’t move”

“It tickles!” He protests with an exasperated laugh, but stays still all the same. He cant tear his eyes off of you, so concentrated. Little specks of yellow paint smeared on your soft cheek, your belly swollen with his second baby. He reaches out with his flesh hand to rub at the bump tenderly.

You’d given him everything.

“I love you, sweets” He whispers, watching your short fingers delicately trace details into the flowers. You look up, breaking your concentration to smile at him.

“I love you too, Buck” You reach up and press a kiss to his stubbly jaw, then another to his chin. And finally laying a big one on his cheek.

When he feels another set, of smaller lips, press a quick peck to his other cheek his heart swells.

“Love you, daddy” Faye chirps, as she settles back down. “Momma do seahorses have three eyes or four?”

“Four” You answer with a smile.

-Okay I know this wasn’t smut but this was requested and I felt like I needed to write some Dad! Bucky because I love him so much and he’s such a cinnamon roll and wouldn’t he just make the best dad? I wanted their daughters name to be something old fashioned, but still interesting because this Readers an artist and I just think she’d want her children to have unique sounding names? Idk. Enjoy. Cry. Do what you must💘😂

Tagged by @humblydefiant and @oneiricjourney and @sweet-ree . All the hugs and love guys! Are you named after anyone?
Dad wanted to name me after my mom, mom said Hell No. So my middle name is her first name and my first name is her middle name 😋 I think my birth mom tried to name me after alcohol? Something like Tia Maria? When was the last time you cried? 
Damn. Um, I got upset during the shooting, obviously, but the last time I ugly cried was when we were moving back in August? Do you like your handwriting? 
It looks like a cross between chicken scratch and serial killer. But in my defense, we got computers early in school. Not that my typing is any better. Eh heh. What’s your favorite lunch meat? 
I don't really eat lunch meat, salami? Do you have kids? 
One fur child. I also have a Squishie, aka, my nephew, whom I watch a lot. If you were a different person, would you be friends with you? 
Eh, how different? I assume yes. My BFF is very different and we balance each other out pretty well. Do you use sarcasm? 
My normal voice sounds like my sarcastic voice and my sarcastic voice sounds like my normal voice. I've unintentionally pissed people off before. Whoops. Do you still have your tonsils? 
Yup. Would you bungee jump? 
I...might be talked into it. You'd have better luck with sky diving or diving with sharks. What’s your favorite cereal? 
I don't really eat cereal, but I always get Monster Cereal during Halloween or the occasional Heritage Flakes by Nature's Path. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? 
Only my boots or my high top chucks. Do you think you are a strong person? 
I'm a lot stronger than I used to be and I have faith with that knowledge that I'll get stronger. I can be weak willed, but usually in regards to small stuff. Like comfort food or video games lol What’s your favorite ice cream? I used to be obsessed with Heavenly Hash by Hood, but we don't get it out here. Chunky Monkey or fudgsicles when the craving strikes. What’s the first thing you notice about people? 
Like, elevator gazes or nice to meet ya? For EG it's usually smiles and eyes, though girls with certain builds are just...yeah. For NtMY, idk people who are nice and nerdy? ALSO, IF YOU HAVE A DOG, I'M SORRY (NOT SORRY) THAT I WILL ALL BUT IGNORE YOU WHEN I FIRST MEET YOU. I'm working on it. What’s your least favorite physical thing about yourself? 
Everyone has body issues, but honestly, the things I hate the most are ones I can't change. Asthma or the depression/anxiety. What color pants and shoes are you wearing right now? 
Frankenstein socks and my Fallout lounge pants. What are you listening to right now? 
The Fog. 1980 one. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? 
Is there a mood one? Because I can never make up my damn mind. Probably some red-orange color. Or lilac. Idk Favorite smell? 
This one spot on my dog, or the fresh scent of rain coming off the ocean through the woods. I know, it's' specific, but it's from where I used to live. Who was the last person you talked on the phone with? 
My work friend. We kept losing each other at Renn Faire. Favorite sport to watch? 
I don't. I'd rather go to a game (and feast and shout) or play it my damn self (badly, because asthma, but I'd have fun doing it). Hair color? 
Dark brown with chunks of dark blue, teal and purple. But I'm dying it back soon. Too much upkeep. Eye color? 
Hazel-y? I have just enough green in them to prevent me from saying brown. Do you wear contacts? 
No, but if I don't start wearing my reading glasses, I'm sure I will soon. Favorite food? 
Err. Idk. I'm really craving some afternoon tea rn. Scary movie or comedy? 
Both. I like cheesy scary movies you can laugh at. Last movie you watched? 
Casper. What color shirt are you wearing? 
Gray tank. Summer or winter? 
Winter. Hugs or kisses? Hugs! I used to hug everybody (almost literally) until people made it weird. Now I just squish friends, my dog and nephew all the time.
 Book you’re currently reading?
Fanfic has taken over my life, but it's my goal to finish The Hollow Series and The Art of Asking. Who do you miss right now? 
A friend who hasn't really been a friend for years. We lost touch for a reason, but that doesn't mean I stopped caring. What’s on your mouse pad? 
I don't have a mouse pad or PC. If I did, OH THE MODS I'D HAVE. What’s the last TV program you watched? 
Wynonna Earp. Officer Hot, thank you @thejollywriter . What’s the best sound? 
The snuffle noises my dog makes when she sleeps. That, or rain. Rolling Stones or The Beatles? 
I had a weird childhood that had neither. I grew up with The Monkees. Peter was my fave. What’s the furthest you ever traveled? 
France probably. Do you have a special talent? 
Drawing? The ability to spot poodles out of the corner of my eye? Where were you born? 
Maine, USA Okie dokie guys, feel free to join in! Sorry if you're double tagged: @thejollywriter @dipsykoo @bardofheartdive @young-avenger @renlyslittlerose @mehutchinsane @mandydarlings @xxlegolistxx @hkdroids @jupiter235 @blueteaparty @ellebeedarling @rego-mem @bagog @sanguinespire

I know I had a ton more weird dreams last night, I just can't remember the specifics of most of them but I do remember some parts so whatever, I'll just jot those down.

First dream was just me back with my dog again. Probably because I skyped him last night and I miss him like fucking crazy. Hopefully I'll be able to get back down to my hometown this month and see him.

Second dream was very complex and dramatic and I'm kind of kicking myself over the fact that I can't remember the majority of it? It was so vivid in the moment when I dreamed it but after I started to wake up, it quickly began to fade and now all I have are hazy fragments. I distinctly remember a house, and everything was muted colors and dim lighting, just all very gray. There was a couple, as well, and they were having some sort of deep, intense relationship problems. I know the woman was blonde, but I can't remember what the guy looked like. I think there was another guy in the mix, too, like the woman was either having an affair with him or he was trying to kill her. I remember seeing in third person perspective someone (I think the blonde woman, or myself) standing in the bathroom in front of the mirror, but my view of the house was very Sims-esque in that the walls were cut away like the view option in the Sims games. There was a lot of tenseness in the scene, as well, but I can't quite remember why. It was just all very complex and dramatic and strange and I wish I could remember more of it. Maybe later today, more of the specifics will come back to me.

The third, fourth, and fifth dreams all kind of run into each other so I don't quite know if they were separate instances, like chronological episodes of the same show, or if they were all just one big dream but either way, they're connected. It started out that I was entering Magic Kingdom late in the afternoon (around sunset) for Dapper Day. I was really excited, I think I was with a friend or two, and we were all dressed up. But not even five minutes after we got inside, they announced that everyone who didn't have special event tickets for Dapper Day had to leave the park. They were basically treating it like the Halloween and Christmas parties, which is actually a big fear I have about the future of Dapper Day itself (I really don't want them to turn it into some sort of prestige event you can only attend if you have event tickets). Seeing as me and my friends didn't have the special tickets, we were forced to leave not even five minutes after we entered the park, and I was disappointed as all hell. The way they were asking everyone to exit, however, was really strange. They told everyone to take the back exit through Frontierland and there was a cast member there to guide everyone to where we were supposed to go in some sort of of discombobulated single file line, as if we were back in grade school. The Magic Kingdom in my dream, like most places in my dreams, wasn't exactly like the real Magic Kingdom. The essence was the same but the specifics weren't. There was one instance, as we were exiting, where I was standing on this bridge near what I can assume was supposed to be Splash Mountain, even though the entire feel of the area was more like the Dudley DoWright log floom in Universal. I remember trailing back behind the rest of the group with my phone out trying to take a picture of Main Street in the sunset because it was too beautiful for me to pass up (and I could see it from where I was, since this version of Magic Kingdom was apparently on multiple levels like on a hill or something). There was a cast member standing there beside this yellow cartoony shed, and he was wearing a yellow polo with red accents, and I asked him if it was okay if I stopped to take a picture. He kind of waved me off flippantly and was like, "Yeah, sure, whatever" about it and so I tried my best to take my picture as quickly as I could without getting too far behind the rest of the group, and then ran on my way.

The dream then transitioned into this building that was some sort of Disney/Universal/kids' museum mashup. Maybe this is where we went after we were kicked out of Magic Kingdom? It was actually a pretty cool fucking place, even if it comes off kind of trippy after the fact. Like there was room that was a very Seuss-like, Wonderland-esque tunnel that made it look like you were climbing through a tunnel of Dr. Seuss-style clouds and that you were shrinking as you went, the room grew wider and the ceiling grew taller. There was another section I remember going through with my grandmother of all people: it started off as this entrance into some sort of hallway that was all based around physics like there were flaps on this one wall that were swinging in and out and were supposed to represent something about velocity? And everything else was physics related. And then at the end of the hall, it opened up into this gray room (everything was gray, actually, like the entire room was covered in gray carpet with the installations giving a pop of color, like those flaps were like this holographic plastic) with all these red circular accents on the one wall (which was lit by studio lights) and floor. Kids were running around everywhere laughing and just having a good fucking time. The red circles on the floor were apparently fountains that sprayed water in different directions and formats, like some of them shot a tight stream of water diagonally and others shot a vertical fan of water and shit like that. I remember running through to the other end of the room, where a large pair of glass double doors stood, not even really caring if I got wet, whereas my grandma was much more hesitant. She wanted nothing to do with this place and definitely did not want to get wet, even if getting wet was really the only way to get to the other side of the room. Eventually, she just sucked it up and run across, trying to dodge every sprinkler she passed, but she still couldn't stop herself from getting kind of wet.

Here, the dream again transitioned into a different scene. Now I was sitting in what appeared to be a cafeteria. It actually kind of reminded me of a mixture of the cafeteria at my high school and the one in High School Musical. I was sitting with a friend at a table filled with sorority moms (why we decided to sit with sorority moms, I have no fucking clue) facing a large wall of windows overlooking the same view of Main Street and Cinderella Castle that I had tried to snap a picture of earlier on. The lunch was going relatively well save for the snide remarks from our adult company. Everyone had well-rounded meals in front of them whereas I had a single pastry (it was like a mix between a muffin and a danish??? I don't know, it was really weird like it was a weird shaped muffin with raspberry jam and blueberries and the inside was filled with cream cheese). One woman looked at my pastry and made some comment about the filling inside, like how it was hard to handle or made a mess or something, and I broke off a piece of my untouched food to try it only to find she was kind of right. Then before I knew it, this other woman who I can only remember was referred to as "Mandy's mom" or something was sitting on the cafeteria table's bench next to me and she was basically shoving me off the seat so that I was practically clinging to a half an inch of bench, meanwhile she had enough room for herself and then an entire football team on the other side of her. I put up with it for a short while before I lost my cool and yelled at her, told her off, said something about my left butt cheek, made a whole big scene sticking up for myself, the usual. The other sorority moms were honestly pretty appalled, like oh my god how dare this child speak so rudely to this woman who quite frankly looked like a washed up Kardashian. I didn't care, though. I had stuck up for myself and that was all that mattered.

After the little lunchroom incident, the friend I had been sitting with was nowhere to be found. When everyone was done eating, we exited through these glass double doors on the same wall as all the windows that opened up to the top level of this very plain amphitheater. There were tons of kids out there and it was then that I understood I was on a campus tour for my university, even though this place looked hardly anything like my actual college. I weaved through the hoards of other students, traversing up and down the cement bleachers, trying to find my friend who I eventually located on the other side of the amphitheater. I went over to her only to find her freaking out as this girl I was friends with back in high school approached. I haven't seen this girl in a while but I know even now that the way she was in the dream is not anything like she'd be like in real life now. She had on this neon pink/orange (it was like an orangey pink) blouse and this braided teal hippie headband and she had her hair back in this messy ponytail with choppy sideswept bangs and she was super bubbly and excited about meeting up with my friend, and then me when I made my way over there. Either me or my friend made some excited comment about "Oh my god, look at how you're dressed!" and her being different than the way she was in high school. We gushed for a few more minutes before my eyes fell on Main Street and the castle just within view, like there was the rest of the amphitheater and then a fence blocking off a road lined with trees that spanned all the way back to Frontierland and you could see the park just over/through the trees. But as my eyes landed on this scene in the background, I suddenly was filled with this overwhelming sense of dread and panic and asked both of them how long they'd be in town (because apparently we were all in my current town during all of this). I suggested that they should come over to my apartment, because I live here now, and hang out and meet my boyfriend and we could go out to get food because I knew some really good places to eat up here and whantot. Before I could explain everything, though, the dream kind of faded to black and that was the end of everything.

got tagged by @norwidki that asshole im supposed to study but lbr ill do anything to avoid it B^)

[Rules: Complete the survey and say who tagged you in the beginning. When you are finished tag 5 people to do this survey. Have fun and enjoy!!!]

1. Are you named after someone? 

nope im named after marzipan lol

2. When was the last time you cried? 

WHEN I FINISHED FFXV BOY THE TEARS WERE COUNTLESS

3. Do you like your handwriting? 

when i try it looks kinds nice but my letters always slip up and down i cant write in a nice straight line, also the thing is, i rarely even try so usually its just an ugly mess

4. What is your favorite lunch meat? 

what the fuck is lunch meat anyway my fav meat is chicken

5. Do you have kids? 

yes i have a cat her name is seven and shes a lil shit but i LOVE her

6. If you were another person, would you be friends with you? 

see thats a tricky question bc on one hand WOW finally someone who understands me almost 100% but on the other hand. im a shit friend as is and im p sure i would annoy the living shit out of me so. probably not

7. Do you use sarcasm? 

BOY DO I :) even my mom keeps calling me out on that

8. Do you still have your tonsils? 

uhhhhh yeah

9. Would you bungee jump? 

probably not, if it wasnt upside down id consider it but im too poor anyway

10. What is your favorite kind of cereal? 

corn flakes

11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? 

NEVER unless theyre like tight ass sneakers that wont come off if i dont, but usually i wear big comfy shoes that just slide right off, or zipped boots so no problem with laces here

12. Do you think you’re a strong person? 

lmao no, neither physically nor emotionally nor any other way tbh im a limp noodle and my heart is glass

13. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? 

vanilla or chocolate chip

14. What is the first thing you notice about people? 

hair and sometimes overall aesthetic or shape idk if it makes sense??? anyway i dont remember faces until ive met a person 10+ times so i usually go by hair which is. hell

15. Red or pink? 

ehhhhhhh both are okay but not rly my faves

16. What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself? 

i think my face doesnt rly match the rest of my body like i look in the mirror and its just my face? NICE when its everything but my face? DAMN NIIICE but combined?? it looks weird its kinda like a mismatched dressup doll

17. What color pants and shoes are you wearing right now? 

my cool ass edgy grey pants and big beige fluffy xmas slippers, theyre so warm and comfy, ideal for this shit winter

18. What was the last thing you ate? 

scrambled eggs with sausage and a sandwich, finally a fancy breakfast on saturday

19. What are your listening to right now? 

FFXV OST WHAT ELSE

20. If you were a crayon what color would you be? 

teal

21. Favorite smell? 

fresh laundry and pool chlorine

22. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? 

my dad called yesterday

23. Favorite sport to watch? 

figure skating obviously, the only sport i actually watch

24. Hair color? 

brown, i still have a greenish tuft on the side from the time i dyed my hair

25. Eye color? 

brown

26. Do you wear contacts? 

i wear glasses tho i can still see p well without them

27. Favorite food to eat? 

noodles, chicken, fried veggies, some cool sauce, lots of spices

28. Scary movies or comedy? 

i dont like either, i mean i sure like to laugh but most of comedies are.... uhhhhh not rly funny theyre embarrassing to watch

tho i gotta say i watched the shining with friends on halloween and it was hilarious so yeah scary movies sure are fun

29. Last movie you watched? 

........barbie fairytopia trilogy, dont even ask

30. What color shirt are you wearing? 

i think its some greenish brown, im not sure, what am i, an art student? NOT ANYMORE HA

31. Summer or winter? 

SUMMER ALL THE WAY, FUCK WINTER, WINTER NEEDS TO DIE

32. Hugs or kisses? 

uhhh hugs, and even that has to be very specific, like, a hello or goodbye hug is VERY GOOD, excited tight hug is GREAT, huggin while lying down is nice but very uncomfy for longer then a few minutes, rest is kinda ehh

33. What book are you currently reading? 

me? BOOKS? lol

34. Who do you miss right now? 

ehh no one really

35. What is on your mouse pad? 

i have a shitty bootleg star wars mousepad that i won on some convention, my mom stole my nice one with a turtle

36. What is the last TV program you watched? 

i dont remember, i think we watched some music channel on new years? AND THERE WAS RICKROLL

37. What is the best sound? 

ENTIRE ORCHESTRA PLAYING SOME LIT TRACK and well a sound of a cat chewing on wet food is oddly satisfying

38. Rolling Stones or The Beatles? 

beatles, theyre fun to sing along to, especially when youre studying and want to die

39. What is the furthest you have ever traveled? 

madrid on a school trip, ill prolly never travel any further bc im broke and i hate moving my ass someplace i dont know

40. Do you have a special talent? 

uhhhh idk i draw fast???? doesnt mean its good quality but. well fast

41. Where were you born? 

cracow a pretty city, tho polluted beyond measures, literally

ok that it idk who do tag JUST DO IT

More get to know me!

I was tagged by @girl-with-grudges for this one! 1: Are you named after someone? My name sounded like "Mary" which is my grandmas name. So they just changed the "y" to an "a". 2: When was the last time you cried? A few days ago. I miss my college town. And my parish. 3: Do you like your handwriting? When I'm trying... 4: What is your favourite lunch meat? Does bacon count? 5: Do you have kids? I hate children. 6: If you were another person, would you be friends with you? I mean...probably. 7: Do you use sarcasm? I guess so. 8: Do you still have your tonsils? Yes 9: Would you bungee jump? Probably not... 10: What is your favourite kind of cereal? Toasted wheat from WalMart! 11: Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? I wear flip-flips year round 12: Do you think you’re a strong person? Overall...not really. I guess, emotionally, in some cases I can be strong. 13: What is your favourite ice cream flavour? Cookies n' cream...but I want to try that wine ice cream. 14: What is the first thing you notice about people? Their appearance, but I ponder most on their voices 15: Red or pink? PINK 16: What is your least favourite physical thing about yourself? My hands are always so dry, and it pisses me off 17: What colour pants and shoes are you wearing now? My, mainly blue, Star Wars pyjama pants, and brown flip-flops 18: What was the last thing you ate? A piece of biscuit dough 19: What are you listening to right now? My show, "Wynonna Earp" 20: If you were a crayon, what colour would you be? Black, with sparkles 21: Favourite smell? Christmas time 22: Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? Probably my mother. 23: Favourite sport to watch? BASEBALL! GO CARDS! 24: Hair colour? Blonde 25: Eye colour? Blue 26: Do you wear contacts? Sometimes 27: Favourite food to eat? Breakfast foods 28: Scary movies or comedy? Both 29: Last movie you watched? "Boo! A Madea Halloween" 30: What colour of shirt are you wearing? Teal 31: Summer or winter? WINTER. I HATE SUMMER. IT'S HOT AND I HAVE TO BE AWAY FROM MY FRIENDS. AND I HAVE TO BE WITH MY FAMILY 24/7 AND IT FREAKING SUCKS. 32: Hugs or kisses? Both. 33: What book are you currently reading? "Ahsoka" by E.K. Johnston 34: Who do you miss right now? My friends and my parish from school 35: What is on your mouse pad? Mouse pad? What is this...2004? 36: What is the last TV program you watched? "Wynonna Earp" on Netflix 37: What is the best sound? Gregorian chant 38: Rolling Stones or The Beatles? Beatles 39: What is the furthest you have ever travelled? Florida...from Missouri. BUT, I'll be driving from my school in Illinois to Colorado in the fall, and it'll be about the same distance. 40: Do you have a special talent? I can sing. 41: Where were you born? The same town I still live in