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Can’t Take My Eyes Off You
Pairing: Stalker!IT/tech!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
(snippets/mentions of Carter Bazien x F!Reader and Ending, Beginnings!Frank x F!Reader)
Summary: Bucky, the IT and technology expert of your office, has been secretly obsessed since the moment he set his sights on sensitive, naive, little you. But, your only fault is your repetitive ability to get your heartbroken by fuck boys. So, naturally, he has to do whatever it takes to make you see he’s perfect for you… right?
Word Count: 3K
Warnings: Stalking, mentions of smut (p in v, male masturbation) violence, grievous bodily harm, dark elements, possessive behaviour, hacking, reader is very naive, Bucky is a hell of a warning here (will add more with the upcoming chapters) PLEASE HEED THE WARNINGS - THIS IS A DARK FIC!!!
A/N: We are finally here!! 😭 incase anyone doesn’t remember, I teased this fic a longgg time ago and it makes me so happy to announce its now live 🥹 as mentioned before this is a multi part story - I’m aiming for 3 parts but it could be more with me who knows 🤣 I also changed the my moodboard bc my last one did not include inclusivity and that is the goal here 💗
So now onto my appreciations ❤️ first of all I need to thank @mickeyhenrys for helping with the fic title - she’s a genius and I’m so thankful! Next, I need to thank @sgt-seabass for the help with the IT/cyber security aspect of things - she was absolutely amazing with providing all the information I needed and I’m super grateful for it. And last and certainly not least… my beautiful @rookthorne. my god I can’t even begin to thank you for all the help you’ve given me on this. To beta’ing this fic, helping me a lot with my moodboard even when I was a pain the ass 🤣 and just supporting me in general with my crazy ideas - this fic sprouted from our brainstorming and looking back from then to where this has flourished now is amazing 💗 thank you for being the beautiful person you are and inspiring me to grow as a writer. I love you so much 🥹
Now onto the fic, please enjoy the start of this crazy, wild ride and good luck - you’re gonna need it… 👀
You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.
Bucky glances over at you through the window that seperates the two of you, gushing about your new date already. It took you a week, maybe two, to get over the last guy. And here you were, yet again, in the same conversation with the same co-worker, debating about which dress you were gonna wear tonight.
Did it matter anyway?
The same shit happens every time. You go out with a new prize idiot, get laid, wait for them to text you back (spoiler: they never do), and you sit there, crying and wondering where you went wrong.
It was frustrating.
You only ever go out with the conventional ‘fuck boy’. The same three-piece suits and quiffed hair that looks like it’s been cemented to their skull with product and arrogance, both in equal measure.
When were you going to get it? You choose the wrong type of guy, every single time. And yet, you wonder why they never stick around long enough to make things official, or to settle down.
You were gullible; so naive.
The perfect girl that Bucky has kept his sights set on from that very first day that you begun working in the same office.
That’s when you walked into my life, Angel.
It wasn’t all that new for it to rain in New York. Heels clicked and splashed through the deep puddles of the pavement, and leather briefcases bumped against each other in the chaos of the crowds as Bucky made his way to work.
He found he didn’t so much mind the repetitive routine – his life had never been exciting. It gave him peace of mind to hear all the usual sounds and to witness the usual frenzied rush from his run down apartment all the way to his office.
He liked his job, truly. It’s what he’s always excelled best in and it’s what has kept him in his comfort zone. There was never no real need to talk to people as all communication or pleas for help were addressed in an email. Those who didn’t email always dragged themselves to his office and slammed their technology down on his desk, grunt or curse at him, before primly walking back out again.
That would anger most people – the blatant disregard for his existence and the treatment similar to that of a scolded dog, but Bucky’s been there for ten years now, and over those many, many days, he had gotten used to it.
It was a bonus, however, that nobody questioned him once on how he managed to fix every problem with their device with so little information as a curse and a demand to get it working.
Pushing the door open, Bucky expects to be walking into a normal day at the office. Paying no notice to the hustle and bustle of his colleagues at work.
That is until he’s stopped in his tracks.
The surprise of seeing the most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on; a woman that was sunshine and everything he dreamed of personified standing in the lobby. He watched you speak to anyone that paused to say hello.
The errant thought of such an innocent bunny smiling for all that gave her attention made his cock twitch in his pants. He wanted to give you that attention that you craved.
Never had he been so entranced by and enamoured in anyone. He thinks he could stay like this forever, almost blown over by his new found obsession that made his hands shake and the whole volume of blood in his body to rush to his rapidly swelling cock.
That obsession called and rooted for him to take the few steps and cover the distance to reach you, when he was abruptly shunted forward by another body slamming into his back.
He spun around, ready to curse the person for being so oblivious, when he saw Brock. “Hey man, why the fuck were you just stand- Oh, I take it you’ve seen the new hire, hot isn’t she?”
The predatory smile on Brock’s mouth physically made him recoil. Looking Brock up and down, clear disgust in the sneer and glare of his expression, Bucky turned and stalked away towards the stairs in a bid to head to his office.
His closest safety net, the office where he spent his days, came into view and he slammed open the door, only to fall back onto it, his breath coming in sharp pants. Wildly, he glances around him and then out of the blinds that shroud his office from onlookers. Nobody was paying attention to his moment of crisis and doubt, except, he finds you glancing over your cubicle wall.
You send a small wave, one of which Bucky can’t believe is directed at him, and you smile broadly – a kind gesture. He can’t remember the last time someone smiled at him like that.
Bucky hastily looks away and strides over to his desk, adjusting the sudden tent of his slacks before he turns to sit in his desk chair to start his day.
Who the fuck is she?
The day starts slow, each task as mundane as the last, when you finally get a chance to talk to Sasha, your favourite co-worker. “I really think he’s going to be the one this time.” You can’t stop grinning, wiggling in your seat from excitement to be going out with Frank this weekend – the party that you met him at still fresh in your mind.
“Girl, you said that last time! With... What was his name again?” Sasha groans, her chair swivelling so she could face you fully. You stare at her with a furrow in your brow while she stumbles to remember the name. “Chad? No, I don’t think that was it… Chris?”
“His name was Carter.” There's heartbreak evident in the way your voice turns to a solemn whisper when speaking of him, and your eyes start to water as you begin to think about how your previous date left you high and dry after your night together – only to ghost you the next morning. Your lips start to tremble at the memory. “And I thought we said we weren’t going to speak about him anymore.”
Sasha notices your dejected expression. “Shit honey, l’m sorry. I just want you to be happy.” You nod once, wiping your cheek with your palm. “Car-” She hesitates, and then frowns. “He-who-shall-not-be-named was a rich asshole, he doesn’t deserve you and he can choke on a dick.”
The crass statement shocks you. “Sasha!” you admonish, glancing around the office for anyone milling about that may have overheard. Although you were never one to bad mouth, you couldn’t help the small giggles spilling out at her vulgar words.
Sasha’s abrupt and scandalous nature has always been the exact opposite to your docile character, but she was the first true friend you had made in the office – always looking out for you, taking care of you, and with your doe-eyed persona, the men can’t help but desire to have a piece of you.
It is a blessing that she always knew how to pick you back up when you were down, no matter how many times you would come to her in tears over the same problem.
“Anyway, I promise this one is different,” you promise. The sadness that gripped you a second before fades with the humorous nature of your friend. Sasha shoots you a look. “I didn’t even match with him on Tinder! We met at that party–the one I told you about, Daphne’s?”
“I remember,” Sasha murmurs, nodding.
The memory flashes across your mind, and you shake your head slightly. “He looked so silly with the little tiara on his head. He came up to me and we talked a little–said I looked really pretty and that we should meet up sometime,” you explain, almost imploringly – you desperately want her to understand that it was a good thing. “It’s what you wanted, isn’t it–for me to get myself out there?”
Pride makes your voice strong, unwavering in it’s conviction. Stepping out of your your social circle is a huge step, and by the softening in Sasha’s gaze, she thinks so, too.
The night you met Frank swirls in your mind, clouding it as you stare dreamily at the wall beside Sasha’s head.
The party was in full swing – loud cheers and clinking bottles and glasses filled the night air, while the pounding bass music rattled your chest. Your friend, Daphne, had left to go smoke in the corner, abandoning you to your own devices by the pool.
Fairy lights had been strung up from pole to pole above you and you were admiring them, when Frank caught you by surprise.
“Hey doll,” he greeted, and you glanced at the six foot Prince Charming in a wool coat and tiny tiara. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around before. What’s a pretty little thing like you doing all alone in the corner?”
Frank had thrown you a dashing smile and you found you couldn’t maintain eye contact with his intense gaze – you swore you fell in love on the spot.
To say you were flustered would be an understatement. “M-Me?”
Frank almost looked amused. “Well, just between me and you dollface… I don’t see anyone else nearly as pretty as you here.”
As the night went on, Frank continued to sweep you off your feet. You genuinely had no clue how desperate you made him over your sweet little dress riding up your thighs when you fiddled with the the hem. Or when you started to feel shy and you crossed your arms to try and hide yourself – only to squeeze your tits together. It gave him the perfect image of how they would look bouncing up and down on his cock.
The way he stared at you so sweetly, acting as the perfect gentleman made the butterflies in your stomach swoop and flutter up a storm. You had planned a date with him at the end of the night and you were beyond excited.
Snapping out of your daydream, you focus back into the present, aware enough of your surroundings to see Sasha clicking her fingers sharply in front of your face making you blink. “Hello? There she is!” She sits back and rolls her eyes. “Jesus girl, I was calling your name for ages. Where did that cute head of yours wander off to this time?”
“Sorry! I just got caught up in Frank again,” you sigh, dreamily.
Sasha scoffs. “C’mon, he can’t be that cute. Show me a photo of him.”
You clap your hands and squeal, rushing to search through your bag for your phone to show her just how lucky you are to have someone as wonderful as Frank interested in you. Scrolling through the photos you’d taken that night, you finally find the one you couldn’t stop admiring; him with that silly tiara sitting atop his soft, fluffy hair that you could imagine running your hands through all day, wrapped in a snug jacket with a cigarette between his fingers and blowing out smoke the side of his perfect lips.
His eyes fixed intently on one thing. You.
The image sends a shiver down your spine, and before you get too carried away, you turn your screen to face Sasha.
After a whole minute of considertory silence, she finally speaks up, her voice aweful. “Holy fucking shit, babe. I wanna lick his face.”
Your jaw drops. “Sasha, oh my god, you can’t just say that!” Laughter threatens to bubble over and your cheeks heat in response.
“Watch me,” Sasha teases, and you both dissolve into laughing fits.
Bucky is seething. He doesn’t think his teeth could be grating together any harder; grinding to dust until his jaw clicks. While your laugh is melodic to his ears, and his heart leaps and bounds at the sound of your voice, even muted from his vantage point of his office, he saw how upset you looked when your co-worker mentioned him.
Carter.
Even thinking his name gets his blood boiling. But, he wills himself to calm down. To just breathe. There was no point in getting worked up over that spoiled prick anymore, he’s dealt with after what he did to you – the very lengths Bucky had to go to get that video Carter took on his phone deleted.
You, the not so innocent whore on your knees for someone who wasn’t him, begging for Carter’s dick down your throat until you were suffocating; saliva drooling from your chin and dripping down onto your heaving tits.
Bucky can feel his cock twitching in his trousers at the thought of you being so submissive. Pity floods him – you didn’t even realise how Carter had not only ignored your texts that morning, but he had also planned to send that precious gift you had so willingly given to him, to all of his friends and ultimately ruin your life. Leaving it in shambles for you to pick up the debris of your professional career and sociality with so little care.
Bucky wasn’t the most pleased with you after seeing that video in the first place. It was such a foolish decision to trust and allow that sleazebag to film you.
He took it upon himself to remove every trace of the video. After all, he was a good person, what a man should be.
Such a good man that he paid a visit to Carter, leaving him with a few of his own gifts. A black eye, fractured skull, and a break in his right femur that may, or may not have, resulted in him taking residence in the local intensive care unit fighting for his life.
“All I want is for you to be happy. And who better to make you happy than me?” Bucky wonders quietly at his desk, the door to his office wide open so he can hear you chatting to your friend. “I would treat you so good–dote on you every hour of every day, never let you out of my sight, either.”
The next train of thought is one he will not voice aloud, but the vision of him fucking you hard and rough, just as you deserve, until you cried for more – for all of what he could give.
“You’re better off with me,” Bucky grumbles. His lips turn down into a grimace and he glares at the cubicle wall that separated you from him. “You just don’t know it yet, bunny.”
Nevertheless, here you are, flaunting your latest boy toy off to your friend.
The pencil he’s been tapping absentmindedly on his desk stops suddenly and small pieces of wood splinters by the second until it snaps in half, almost capturing your attention – head whipping side to side in search of the noise until you give up and go back to your conversation.
Pain laces through his hand when the wood scratches his palm, reddening lines etching themselves in retaliation for his daydreaming.
He’s got to be more careful with his frustrations.
You have hardly ever looked in his direction, let alone spoken a single word to him. Why would you? Not many people did, if he is honest with himself. His shoulder-length dark hair that is always covered by the same black cap in combination with his piercing and brooding stare didn’t give off the best impression, or invite conversation.
Bucky was not a popular man, even thinking back to his early school years. He was always considered the loner, the nerd, the creep. No sisters or brothers to grow up with; distant parents who paid no mind to him or bothered to foster and nuture his affinities.
The lonliness of his childhood paved the way to the depths of his desperation. Intelligence was something he had an abundance of, and weaponising the skills of his cyber skills was an underutilised talent of every one of his past employs.
It never assuades or lessens the burden of need for affection. A craving that naws like a festering wound in his barren heart, for something that could make up for the miserable nights of self reflection and doubt; wondering why he was never enough for his parents, or popular at school where the girls would fawn over him.
Something for his own; to be just his and unable to be taken from him, not by anybody.
I’m right here, Angel. You just don’t ever see me.
Bucky has done nothing short of pine after you from afar; stealing glances and furtive wanders to get close in any way he can.
He knows you wouldn’t go out of your way to talk to him – you don’t run in the same circles and you are definitely not socially compatible. That doesn’t stop him from imagining how soft your skin must be, or how flawlessly your body would melt against his as he railed you into his bed. Your heavenly little cries of his name, breathless chants pleading him to “Keep going!” and “Don’t stop!” never leave his mind. They fuel his needy desires at night until he can get the real thing, whimpering your name until his voice is hoarse as he fucks his fist over and over and over – the thought that it was your hand or your pillowy lips guiding him into ecstacy pushes him to the very brink of insanity.
The dreams will do for now, he thinks privately as he stares at you through the glass pane of his office wall, straight to your cubicle, the sound of your laughter echoing down the hall and muffled through the glass. He’s managed for the last six months since he first saw you, it’s fine.
Impatience chips away at his resolve, though, and his fuse is shortening by the day. No matter what it takes, no matter who you think is good for you right now, Bucky will have you, and when he does… He’s not ever letting you go.
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My dearest Sugar Mama Rachel requested a fluff fic with the idea that Elvis and his girl get to spend a relaxing and fun day together in the mid-70s. But how do you get Elvis to relax for the day while getting him out of his funk AND out in the world with no one the wiser?
HALLOWEEN TRICKERY! 👻
It's been a while since I've written some sweet, smutty fluff, and since it's pretty much Spooky Season, I thought why not combine the two? 😊
This is meant to be a stand-alone one-shot, but you could certainly imagine it as part of the Pink Scarf Universe if you wish (sans Nicky). Please note I am still very new to writing Big Daddy Elvis! 🥹
I hope y'all enjoy and can't wait to hear what you think!
xoxox, Madi 💗
TW: SEXX, BDE, cussing, era-appropriate body image issues for E, tooth-rotting fluff, a hippie wig, Halloween silliness...👻
Trick or Treat
Halloween 1974
“Ab-so-lutely fucking not, honey,” Elvis says, giving you the side eye. “There is no way in God’s green earth I’m puttin’ that—that Commie getup on.”
You anticipated this and are determined not to take no for an answer. “Please baby? I promise it’ll be worth your while,” you say demurely. “I have a surprise planned.”
His brow furrows a little at that. “Hmmm, I see you battin’ those pretty lashes at me, darlin’, and it ain’t gonna work,” he adds stubbornly, shaking his head.
Elvis needs to get out of this damn house, and not in his usual way. Being one of the most famous men on the planet makes it hard for him to go out and enjoy even the slightest bit of normalcy, and going from his grueling show schedule to hibernating at Graceland over and over has depression settling in. In his isolation, he’s starting to resemble a caged bear, so you know you need to do something to help bolster him out of his mood, even if just for a day.
After a bit of maneuvering and preparation, you think you came up with a pretty great solution. You know Elvis doesn’t like celebrating Halloween, but you also know it could give him some much-desired anonymity. Hence the hippie outfits you managed to procure without him knowing currently lying on the bed.
But you knew trying to get him into costume wasn’t going to cut it—which is where the second part of your plan comes in. Undeterred, you feign sadness with a breath and a pout. Of course, you had anticipated all his moves, and your plan accounted for it...
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hi cute lil angel <3 tell me some hcs about u and your faves immediately. ….. make it as nasty as you want u silly psycho
omg not my current fav being sasuke. gotta write for him asap.
tw: noncon, 18+
but anyway hehe i can’t lie one of the only things on the brain rn is mitsuya beating me up while we fuck 😣💗 he would definitely tell me to take it and that i deserve it when he’s choking me until i almost pass out 🥺 sometimes he pretends to sympathize with me, mirroring my facial expressions and the way i gasp when he first puts it in, and he’s cooing at me and telling me he knows it’s big, he knows it’s a lot, but if i wanna be his good girl i’ll just have to take it.
omgomg and maybe step bro! ushijima nonconning me 😣 and he’s got me bent over the desk in his room the second we’re home alone. and i just beg him to stop, to slow down, to at least give me time to adjust, but he doesn’t hear any of it. he’s just too focused on the way his cock doesn’t even fit inside me 💔 and how pretty i look with my skirt flipped up and his hand around my throat, pulling me back until i’m forced to take him until i’m filled to the brim with his cock and i start to cum 💗 and the way he loses his fucking mind when i cry and whimper for him to please, please stop ! that he’s gonna make me cum again ! 🥺 older brother toshi fucks me every chance he gets, but i can just never get used to his huge cock 💔💔 also ushijima = tummy bulge
oh oh and another step bro! eren making me give him head 🥺 and he’s just got the prettiest cock i’ve ever seen 🥹 it’s so perfect and the head just feels so big and heavy in my mouth i almost forget how wrong it is, that he snuck into my room while i was sleeping to make me suck him off. but when i start to enjoy the way he thrusts into my mouth and grips my hair, my brain gets all fuzzy and i find it romantic ❣️he just can’t get enough of me 🥺
idk if these count as headcanons but this is where my brain goes 😣💗 thanks for letting me indulge love u so much😣💗💗
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TO YOU — Dušan Vlahović
summary: i actually don’t know how to summary this but its a dad!dusan so enjoy 😅 this requested by @gojosatourshousewife (i hope you like it!)
warning: english is not my first language
au: long time no see all my readers! i’m sorry for disappear for almost a whole year, i just so busy with my college and project.. but here i am, am back 💗
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y/nvlahovic When you just wanted to spend some quality time with your wife but you have two kids 😂
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dusanandvla After 3 years of marriage she finally change her ig last name 🥹
glueeet Are you going to visit France?
y/nvlahovicdusan ✓ Can’t believe he’s now dad of twins
blueandgreyy He’s so fine, what’s his name? Single? Taken? 🤓
y/nvlahovic ✓ He’s Dušan Vlahović, he still available 👌
vlahovicdusan ✓ I’M Y/N WIFE AND SHE’S MY HUSBANDDDDD 😂
y/nvlahovic ✓ Okok just kidding, Dusan is my husband and my kids father
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vlahovicdusan Доручкују у кревету, моје 2 прелепе бебе Александар и Александра 🤍 (They having breakfast on bed, my 2 beautiful baby Aleksandar and Aleksandra 🤍)
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y/nvlahovic At the market with the kids and Dusan, suddenly Aleksandar turn around and said “мама зашто нас ти људи прате где год да одемо, мрзим то и љути и тату” 😂 (mommy why are those people keep following us everywhere we go, i hate it and its make daddy angry too)
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helena_ellenne 🥺 Aww
vlahovicdusan ✓ He knows? 💗💎
y/nvlahovic @vlahovicdusan Yea they both know, but i just hope they still enjoy the trip even the paparazzi are always here to follow us around
vlahovicfans That’s so so sad to hear from a 5 years old kid
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vlahovicdusan Finally i can have some quality time with my lovely wife
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tammyabraham Wait yo leave your baby in the hotel room alone?
vlahovicdusan ✓ Nah they’re here with us, eating their fav cake
y/nismywholelife 💖
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dailymail We’re now caught professional football player of Juventus spending his summer break at Paris with his family and close friend.
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mallanieellu I actually saw them once when they just finish their dinner and walk out of the restaurant, oh dang he’s tall as fuck
jojotheventuss @mallanieellu Yea i have seen him and his little family before, they’re such a family goal 😩 i even talked to y/n before like she’s so so nice, she even help me ask Dusan for autograph..
y/nvlahovic ✓ Paparazzi 😀 I hate them so muchh. Please leave us alone!!! That’s all ask for! thanks.
hellaaaadojja 💎💎💎💎
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y/nvlahovic “How do i look, daddy?” 😗
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kyliejenner ✓ You look adorable Aleksandra baby
y/nvlahovic ✓ @kyliejenner How’s Stormi, haven’t seen her for a while!! Missing her
kyliejenner ✓ She doing great, she mention you the other day that’s she miss y/n so much and wanted to play dollhouse with Aleksandra
y/nvlahovic ✓🥹🥹🥹
cmpulisic ✓ Aww she look exactly like you y/n
y/nvlahovic ✓ Ofcourse she is, cause she’s my baby girl haha
vlahovicdusan ✓ You look beautiful my love
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vlahovicdusan 4 years of dating, than 3 years of marriage with you, you are always my spiritual support during the most ups and downs in my life, more especially, you are the one who has accepted to accompany me through all matches and gave birth to the most two wonderful human in the world. I can't ask for more, just wish I could live with you for the rest of my life. Love you @y/nvlahovic
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y/nvlahovic ✓ All that’s so lovely, i love you too my husband
vlahovicdusanfans_ COUPLE GOAL!!
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y/nvlahovic Tbh thank you paparazzi for taking this photo of my husband Dusan on today trip, its cute!
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blairefisherr Hope i will meet someone like Dusan in the future
y/nvlahovic ✓ don’t worry, at sometime, someplace you’ll meet some one
blairefisherr OMG i can’t believe y/n reply my comment
vlahovicdusan ✓ “Silly daddy”
lallayashley Who’s in that stroller
dusanandy/n New edition of the Vlahovic fam
lallayashley Haven’t see any confirmation yet, how do you know??
dusanandy/n They’ll confirm soon so just wait and see
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vlahovicdusan Hello! I'm Dušan Vlahović, of Juventus. I'm posting this today in hopes that the paparazzi, my fans, our fans can see it, we know the fans really love us and I'm really grateful for that but for us, our children are always the top of my family. After returning from a trip to France, the twins told their mother that they didn't want the paparazzi to take pictures of them too much and found it annoying, they had a wish not to take pictures of them or you can photograph and cover their faces because they want some privacy. We understand very uncomfortable for them in public when their parents who are celebrities
Secondly, after receiving hundreds and thousands of messages from fans about whether y/n gave birth to a 3rd baby? we can confirm that yes, y/n gave birth to our third child last September and we will not be announce any more information about him/her for privacy, we also hope that when you meet me or my wife and our 3rd child in public, please cover your baby's face when taking pictures! thank you!!
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omg these regression blurbs/headcannons are giving me life! how do you think caregiver!Bradley would help his regressor when he comes home to find them little, extremely pouty, and really really upset, almost sobbing, but they don't know why bc big emotions are really hard for their little brain to process and they just don't understand and need their daddy? 🧸💗
aah bless you dear anon, i’m so pleased to hear you’re enjoying them!! 💖🥹
i hope you enjoy the below!! 💌
I think it would absolutely shatter Bradley’s heart to see them like that. He would scoop you up into his arms and place you on his lap, rocking you softly while you sob a little more into his shirt.
He asks what you need but you just cry harder. You don’t know what you need yourself and you can’t seem to find or process anything that makes you comfortable, so Bradley takes it upon himself.
He gets your blanket or your stuffie, or your pacifier if you have one, anything to try and get you to calm down safely.
Once the sobbing has subsided, he’d wipe the tears from your cheeks and tuck your hair behind your ear. “Are you feeling a bit confused, little one?” When you nod your head sheepishly he coos and strokes his thumb soothingly over your cheek.
He tries at explains it to you in little terms, but it just makes you more frustrated again and he understands this. “Just need your Daddy, don’t you?” And you nod your head again while he presses a soft kiss to your forehead.
He understands that sometimes you just cannot fathom these emotions when in little space, so he’s happy just to play with you or put on your favourite television show while he holds you in his arms, wrapped up in your blanket.
If he sees his little one smiling, that’s all he cares about. He can always just talk to you about it when you’re bigger.
#💌you’ve got mail#bradley bradshaw x reader#bradley rooster bradshaw#rooster x you#rooster x reader#rooster x little!reader
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Hi Rayne!
I’m a longtime fan (I read BtB when you were releasing OtC).
I just wanted to pop by as I’m doing my regular reread of the series, which is a habit I reserve for my most favourite books, and say hi and check in on you.
How are you? And (no pressure at all) how are you getting on with your original works? I look forward to the day I can read more of your wonderful writing. I’ve seen your updates on burnout and I don’t think this will help much but I want you to know you have a loyal fan in me who would enjoy and applaud anything that you write.
I hope you have a wonderful rest of the year and festive season if you celebrate!
Hello, my dear Anon!💜
I’m a longtime fan (I read BtB when you were releasing OtC).
Oh wow! That's just so awesome. Thank you so much for the love you've shown the series. I'm so ridiculously touched that you return to enjoy the BtB madness and that it ranks among the stories you revisit. So, so happy and insanely chuffed to hear this. 💜💜💜
[..] say hi and check in on you.
How are you? And (no pressure at all) how are you getting on with your original works?
...there is a picture somewhere (a meme) of what looks like a hedgehog losing it's shit...*searches for it*
This, presently, is me. I am this spiky little ball of hot ballistic head injury waiting to happen.
Slightly more realistic representation:
Not sure whether that answers your question, my luv. 😅
My idiocy aside, it's so very sweet of you to check in. Thank you 🙏🏼 💗💜 I'm sadly still muscling my way through the shitshow that is creative burnout and trying to put out a few personal dumpster fires. My recent return to the BtB series has been an attempt to reconnect myself to my creativity...
I've been eyeing HHU for a few weeks now...
I’m considering flexing the atrophied muscle of my writer's brain by working a little on this BtB instalment, just to see if it gets the vital life-giving creative blood flowing again...
My original works remain preserved in a freeze-frame -- not abandoned, just locked behind a bloody glass wall (hence 'holding the wall and screaming'). My poor OCs are a collective entity, sitting with their chins in hand, eyeing me from beneath heavy lids, eyebrows cocked, waiting for me to come alive again.
And messages like yours?
They're a life-giving shot. Hugely nourishing to that deeply sad and starved part of me.
Thank you. 💕💜💕
Seriously. My earlier humour aside, your message has found me grasping another life-line of hope, and another reminder why I will not give this up - Screaming Hedgehog will prevail.
I’ve seen your updates on burnout and I don’t think this will help much [...]
Oh my dear, sweet, humble, beautifully kind, Anon -- how profoundly wrong you are about that, my friend. 🥹 You could not be further from the truth.
[...] but I want you to know you have a loyal fan in me who would enjoy and applaud anything that you write.
*hears her own heart break -- in the best way* 💔💔❤️🩹❤️🩹
Anon...This message from you impacts me in ways that, as usual, I fail to be able to communicate in words. I might be able to choreograph it in some dynamic form of hug/glomp/undying-embrace, from which you might not be able to extricate yourself without a tasergun (or tea, I'll take the carrot over the stick). But please, PLEASE, know that by reaching out to leave me this message, what you've done does WAY more than help. It heals. It hits. Hard. Right in the heart. And I clearly need that.
🤔 I recognise that doesn't make much sense, but it helps to remember why it hurts so damned badly not to be writing, otherwise I numb out, and that's devastingly worse than feeling the bottomless sadness. Your message lets me access that, which then lets me access the deep joy, gratitude, and encouragement which comes from hearing that my particular strain of storytelling madness is still wanted, still desired, even after so much time has passed since I last wrote...
I never assume this.
Christ, it's a fear that haunts me at every turn, so to have some of that demonically painful terror exorcised by your beautiful message goes waaaaay WAAAAY beyond helpful. Please don't ever doubt the power your words have had or how deep they reach. I'm talking deep deep roots here. My appreciation is boundless.
Thank you. 💕💜💕
I wish you a generously blessed rest of the year, Anon, however you do your wintering, festive or not, I hope it's fun and fulfilling🌟. Thank you also for your warm wishes! Yes, I usually celebrate, though this year will be a more subdued time due to a personal loss; that said, I will embrace all good tidings for the season of giving -- starting with this beautiful message from you. 💕
#thank you anon#anon kindness#will never know how to find the right words#there really are no words#only feels#humbled as hell#awesome anons#kind anons#am profoundly blessed#amazing reader feedback#hit me hard feels#beautiful messages
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Hi lovely. I've reacted to your works and screamed about them in tag but I've never sent an ask (I could be wrong. I've been drinking so I cant remember exactly). Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for adding to the fanfic community. I love seeing you on my dash and I hope you have a wonderful time of day wherever you are 💕🩷
HIIIIII my baby!!!! You are so sweet!!! 🥹💘💕💗💓💖💞 glad to be a part of this community because of lovely people like you and I’m so grateful you enjoy my writing, literally means the world to me to hear that 👼💓 sending you all my love always always always and I hope you’re doing amazing wherever you are!! Have a lovely day/night and please know that you are so so so loved 💘👼⭐️🫶🌙 so many hugs to you
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I think it bares saying before we cross this threshold and say goodbye to one of the most epic eras in the history of fanfiction; that no matter how the fans react, you did this, babe!
You created this incredible world of complex, sometimes relatable, mostly irritable characters with the most blood-boiling and heart-wildly-thumping twists and cliffhangers and you’ve stolen our hearts in the process with your iconic realness, your impeccable sense of humor and the way you were always down to interact and grace us with your amazing ideas and little drabbles here and there.
Thank you, love. For putting all that effort, all that love, all that time and all those little pieces of you inside each and every line of this wonderfully weaved and told story.
I cannot wait to gobble up every single letter of those 37k words and go through a whirlwind of emotions and lose my freaking mind at Steve’s shenanigans lol
This was an incredible ride and i am so unbelievably proud of you to have brought it to its glorious end.
And please, don’t you EVER think you’ve peaked with this. Poyt is only the beginning. What you still have to write and create is far more greater and all the more breathtaking 💕💗
Wait stop I’m gonna cry 🥲🥲🥲😭😭😭
Omg babe I love you so much, you’re one of my favourite people and to hear one of my favourite people say such wonderful and uplifting things about me is just amazing 😭🥲 AHHHHH WYCHSJSJSJSJS your words make me so happy! ily x1029292
I really hope you enjoy the 37.6k words of Steve’s shenanigans and I hope he drives you crazy in the best way!!! I hope you love it!!! I love that you’ve read my fic and your words mean everything to me! Thank you Oula🥹🥹💖💖
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Idk what you have to do with this but i thought i had to let you know. Yk what work of yours made me fall in love with your writings instantly immediately atm right now chiggeum? That bang chan's beggings. Omg there's something about this fiction which is so warm and loving idk how to word it but i literally fell in love that i spent days opening tumblr again and again just to see if you updated anything new, now i have your notification on because i don't wanna miss anything. I am too introverted to interact but here i am telling you anonymously anyways 😅
I hope you do well in your exams and i hope you achieve all your dreams 💗
Btw I'm so used to your old pfp that now I'm surprised a bit 😂💗
Love u 💗💗💗
you have nooo idea how happy this message made me 🥺
that fic was one of my favorites to write, i love writing about soft and cute and hopelessly in love bang chan, he’s my favorite 🤧
also wow you have my notifs on!!! wow!!! thank you for enjoying and caring about my silly fics 🥹
ily anon please don’t be scared to interact i looove hearing ur thoughts!! this message genuinely made my day 🩷
ikr??? i was soooo used to my old pfp so it’s back!!
anyways i hope you have the best day/afternoon/night, i’m virtually sending you a big hug and loooots of positive vibes 🩷🩷🩷
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Hello! I just wanted to say I adore your writing, you have such a gift for capturing the character perfectly by element and personality and I feel like that can be so hard to accomplish but you nail it every time!!
if you’re comfortable with it, could you please do some comfort-fluff with Daryl, maybe something along the lines of reader getting hurt in a stressful situation but they navigate through the stress/fear together and it ends on a softer note? Thank you and have a wonderful week! 💖💖
Aww thank you so much for the sweet words, you’re too kind.🥹❤️ I’m so glad that you enjoy reading my works, it’s so heartwarming to hear!
I love this request and already have a few ideas bouncing around in my head on what to do. I have no idea when it will be finished, as I’m currently dealing with some personal stress, but I’m working on it right now and will do my best to get it out asap!
Again, thank you for the request and your kind words, it means the world!!💗
#daryl dixon#daryl dixon fanfiction#daryl dixon x reader#daryl dixon x y/n#daryl dixon x you#the walking dead#the walking dead fanfiction#twd#twd fanfiction
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I love how you added that post about blue in the traffic light system, adding a few non-heavy-kink related things, like that was very useful and I definitely will be sharing that with my bf..I love the softer parts of this blog.. much love 💐
awwwh dear anon! i’m so pleased to hear you found the post helpful and you’ll be sharing it! that is music to my ears 🥹 all those types of posts will be tagged with ‘info’ as we go!
also, i’m so pleased to hear that you enjoy the softer parts of this blog too 🥹 i just want this place to be a kinky little safe place.
i’m sending you so much love right back at you, mwah! 💐💗
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Hi! I’d like to request a ship for band of brothers please!
I’m 5’6, pale, and I have long dark brown hair and bangs. I have hazel eyes, and I usually wear glasses. I prefer to dress casually and comfortably. I wear a lot of sweatshirts and jeans/yoga pants in the winter, shorts and tank tops in the summer. My personality is introverted, quiet, and friendly. I am agreeable and easy to get along with, I don’t like conflict and try to avoid it if I can. I have a small circle of close friends, and I value loyalty. I enjoy spending time with friends and family above all else, and I also enjoy reading, hiking, watching movies. My personality type is INFP, and my enneagram type is 9.
Thank you!
Hi of course and you are so welcome!! I hope you love it and thank you sm for requesting <33
I ship you with…
Babe Heffron!
- Alright so let me explain here why i think you guys would be the CUTEST couple!
- First, y’all would go so nicely with eachother, like you know that one couple that you see together and you’re just like “damn, that’s one cute ass couple”
- Well that’s DEFINITELY you two
- When you guys first meet, he’s taken aback by your pretty features
- Confidently makes his move on you, with his BEST efforts at flirting ofc
- But right as he was about to ask you if you wanted to dance, his big sip of beer went down the wrong pipe, causing him to cough it up EVERYWHERE
- He was honestly soooo embarrassed at first, but when he heard your pretty laugh and saw that gorgeous smile of yours, it was all worth the embarrassment
- Loves giving his hoodies for you to wear (thinks you love adorable in HIS hoodie 😭)
- Honestly his heart melts when you wear ANY of his clothes
- And in the summer oh boy (he’s def got a thing for you in tank tops and his knees literally weak at the sight of you in one ☝🏼)
- He also like hiking and LOVES going on cute little hiking trips with you, he just enjoys getting to walk and talk while exploring nature with you
- You and him are both VERY loyal and also both try to avoid arguments as best as you can
- But sometimes that doesn’t always happen and you guys do have conflict every now and then, but when that happens you guys try your best to communicate with eachother and express how you’re feeling
- if you guys can’t go out and do something, the next best thing is a movie marathon together (and a makeout session is also included)
- You guys also love spending time with family and his heart literally melts when he sees you getting along with his little siblings 🥹
- Loves your friendly and kind personality, it makes his heart 100x bigger when he sees you showing off that friendliness to someone who might need it
- When the time is right, he definitely wants to introduce you to all of his friends and he wants for you to do the same (you guys might even play matchmaker for your friends and might even have some double dates in the future)
- p.s. He also loves when you read to him (not usually one for reading but he thinks your voice is so nice and loves to hear you tell stories)
- But y’all would be such a cute and friendly couple and i think y’all would be perf for eachother 😫
I hope you love it sweetie and be sure to request again for any other fandoms on my masterlist 💗💗
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hello, new reader here~ i’ve been going through your works and though i haven’t gone through every fic, all that i’ve read so far have been nothing less than amazing. your writing brought me back to my simpler times where all i did was read books in between classes, meals, on the toilet, literally any downtime i had. unfort, reading for enjoyment changed for me after college and working full time. but since discovering you, that feeling of complete immersion really hit me … honestly, so nostalgic 🥹 for the past week, your l2h series got me through early mornings for work and was the last thing i read before i slept. can’t express how much i’ve enjoyed each chapter and the characters.
after finishing l2h, i couldn’t stop thinking about this quote from jungkook in ch 4 — “Things don’t have to be finished to be nice.”
i thought that was the most comforting thing i’ve read in so long. like any projects, hobbies, books, writing, and maybe relationships even … it doesn’t have to be completed to be or mean something. it can just be. so yeah, def needed to see that, really appreciate it 😭
anyways, thank you for that journey through your writing. i’m excited to read your other and future works! hope you are well — take care 💗
This made me tear up 😭 thank you so, so much for reading and choosing to send me such an encouraging message. I totally understand that sensation of being someone who used to read, fell out of it (because of other commitments/lack of time), and then gets to experience the love of reading all over again. I can't tell you what it means to me, hearing you've felt that with my stories.
That quote is also one of my favorite lines in the series 💜 I'm so glad it struck a chord for you! Wishing you all the best -- please stay happy and healthy!
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Hi!!! Love your writing and have been binge reading so many of your posts today 💕💕💕
sent a couple anon messages about cyclone and I’m at it again!!! apologies all around for this thot
Daddy cyclone laying you out on his dining room table and literally pulling up a chair to eat you out 🥴
(also you can be the boss daddy by Lana del Rey is about admiral beau simpson)
hi hi my dear!! thank you so much for letting me know and i’m so pleased to hear you’ve enjoyed them sm, that’s music to my ears!! 🥹💖💗💓
do not. apologise. for this. one bit. i want you to know i read this at my bus stop and spent the next ten minutes staring into space thinking long and hard about this 😵💫
it’s a friday evening and you’ve cooked beau a lovingly prepared meal after he was put through the wringer by some new recruits all week. he stretches back on his chair and compliments you to the high heavens. “that was wonderful my angel. what did i do to deserve you?”
you climb out of your seat and place yourself in his lap and play with the hem of his collar. “mm, i don’t know. be genuinely loving, kind and fucking good at making me come?”
he inches his face closer to you inhaling your sweet scent and expensive perfume he gifted you last year. “is there pudding my love?” he nudges his nose at yours and you smile in return.
“indeed.”
you grind your hips down onto his lap and he takes that as his permission to grip your hips and hoist you onto your oak dining table with a yelp. he helps you push the plates crashing to the floor to make space for you. they weren’t expensive anyway and you’ll never let anything get in the way of beau taking his strain from the week out on you.
you lie down and he lifts up the hem of your dress over your thighs, pressing feather light kisses along your knee and calf. he sits back down in his chair and pulls it up to the table so he can press his nose flush against your cunt and inhale you. “fuck, honey. already wet for me. good girl.” he wastes no time in nudging your panties to the side and eating you out like he didn’t just eat two courses.
thank you so much for this insane thot my dear and ‘you can be the boss’ is so cyclone coded!!! you’re so real for these!!! 💌💖
#💌you’ve got mail#unrefinedmusings#beau simpson x you#beau simpson x reader#beau cyclone simpson#cyclone x reader#cyclone x you
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"You're not allowed to do this," she says through trembling lips. "You said you weren't going anywhere this time. Please…please don't leave me. Not like this." ☹️😦🥺😵💫😭😕😖😣🙁😠
Morgannn I’m crying. This chapter was fucking insaneeee. You went all out with this fic and I am so here for it. Poor Jay he deserves much much better than what this universe is giving him. I already know he’s fighting and holding on for his Blondie. There’s no way he’s giving up on a lifetime with her. I can’t wait for next chapter. Soo excited for the recovery process I know Blondie is gonna stick by him and take good care of her PB. 💗💗
p.s my therapy payment was just sent to you!! enjoy
Thank you so much pal!! 🥹 This chapter had all the chaos and then some, but some super sweet and tender moments too and I’m so happy to hear you enjoyed it. Pretty Boy is really going through it, but his Blondie is definitely not letting him go through it alone.
I love those idiots so damn much and it makes me even happier knowing you love them just as much, if not more than I do. I can’t wait to share more of them and their love story with all of you. We’re through most of the angst, still a little bit more whumpy goodness to go though, but then we’re back on our way to happy town my friend.
I really think you’re going to enjoy what’s coming, (I really hope so anyway). Until next time pal. 💕
PS. I shall forward it along to Bestie Gwen. 😘
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Oh my Star🌟,
It's been a while, i hope you're doing well, i took some what of a break from socials and i deleted every one except tumblr, life has been kicking my ass lately but honestly when is it not? This time around though i am pushing to change, to live, not to stick around to meekly survive from the aftermaths of my anxiety and depression. I want to be better and do better, but one step at a time.
I hope you are doing so so so well, that you are eating well and you're health is in good condition, i wanted to come on here, to tell you that and to tell you that I have recently read reckless convictions and already reblogged my thoughts: brilliant to say the least. You are so so so so talented and i immerse myself in your writing as thought it was really me ( y/n) because the way you write really resonates with me. Remember you are so loved and i appreciate you so much even if i don't full know you.
I urge you to listen to this song; Liebestraume ( dreams of love), maybe it's nothing special but i fell in love with it especially while reading you body of work.
Please stay happy and safe. ❤️
Hi my beautiful angel!!! 🌙⭐️
I’m so sorry to hear you’re not doing too well 🤕 it feels like April has been a particularly rough month for a lot of us. Please take all the time you need and know that my DMs and inbox are always open if you need to chat at all. I’m always here for you and I’m rooting for you while you push through this slump. I love you 🫶💘
AAAAAHH thank you so so much for your love of Reckless Convictions 🥹 it’s a personal favorite of mine and I find myself thinking back to it a lot. Being able to funnel so much of my music past into a piece of work was so healing for me and I’m so glad I got to share it with all of you!! I was actually talking to my colleagues this morning about my past in music (of course I didn’t mention fanfic LOL) but I found myself speaking about it indirectly and I’m so glad you guys are able to put yourselves in the shoes of the reader! It means the world to me that you enjoy my work and I’m sending ALL my love right back to you. Thank you for the love and the feedback 🥹
Please know that I love you very very much and I’m here for you if you need anything at all during this time. I’m thinking of you so dearly and I wish you nothing but the best as April progresses. I hope it brings you some happiness very soon 🫶💖👼 also thank you for the classical music rec!! I’m listening to it right now in bed and it reminds me of my music days. Sending you all my love sweet angel, thank you again for this kind message. You are so so loved 💓💗💕 (adding a little motivation from my Pinterest board for a gentle reminder)
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