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I know it's hard to tell when all my posts are scheduled, but I was so busy for the past few weeks. So busy that I haven't had a chance to look at this blog and all the Steve-related tags I follow.
I finally had time to check the tags last weekend, and I'm blown away by how active they are. For a long time, it was only @incorrectstevesagaquotes and a few other people who posted Steves on Tumblr. Seeing all this activity now is beyond cool!
I am so proud of the Steve community here. There is art, discussion, memes, and just so much passion going on here. Not only are we still keeping discussions of Sabre's SCU alive, but we're also talking about Steve stories created by other people, and we're still being creative and excited about the Steve Saga, the series that started this fandom! Tumblr is one of the few platforms where lesser-known fandoms can thrive, so I'm glad we're doing exactly that.
I'm gonna try reblogging these amazing posts I find in the Steve tags! As an experiment, I'll start having Steve reblogs scheduled for Tuesdays and Thursdays, which would expand my usual schedule from 3 posts a week to 5 posts a week!
I'd also like to bring @incorrectstevesagaquotes back. There are a lot of submitted incorrect quotes and a lot of art in the Steve tags that I'd like to show. I'd like to make @incorrectstevesagaquotes into a place where people can discover all the Steve Saga fans on this site. Hopefully I'll have time to queue those posts soon!
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So I’ve been drawing Steve Saga fan art for a VERY long time and today is the day I finally share some of it. (Be aware these are all my own take, some characters are more accurate than others, no hate pls!)
(Also be aware some of these are much older than others, two are up to over a year old, so no hate)
I also do have more than this so if you would like to see more lmk ❤️
I’ll try to group them up by character ❤️
Time Steve and Elemental Steve 🕰️🔥
Genesis 💚
M ❤️
Professor Red 🥼 (the right photo is a more recent concept art rather than a fanart)
Assistant Steve and Hypno 🤖👁️
#fanart#fandom#cool#artists on tumblr#the steve saga#favremysabre#steve saga#time steve#artwork#fan drawing#rainbow#rainbow quest#twisted rainbow
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Thank you to LoneRanger253 on wattpad for giving me inspiration for shinangins through you latest chapter of your incorrect quotes book
#:3#goblin vibes#yippee#chaos#silly#hehehe#fanfic#fanfiction#wattpad#favremysabre#rainbow quest#the steve saga#incorrect quotes#Ranger makes#ship free#stories#for the FavreMySabre fandom
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Request from @imagine-all-the-fandoms: You have a crush on each other but of course don't talk about it. Then one night you enter the living room all dressed up for a date and buck is totally flashed by you, until you ask for his opinion on it. When he realizes this is for another guy he gets all moody and leaves. Then instead of your date, you head to Bucky's room and decide to finally make a move and kiss him and admit your feelings, which leads to sleeping with him and afterwards lots of cuddles and cute Bucky?
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female!reader
Word Count: 4.8k
Warnings: 18+ angsty feelings, some fluff at the end, reader's relationship with an OC, smut, p in v sex without barrier protection, jealous and possessive behavior from Bucky, very minor injury
Bucky Barnes was your best friend. Maybe you might not be his. But how exactly does one compete with Steve Rogers?
Anyway, that was how you felt. Bucky didn't open up to many people, and you felt honored to be included amongst his few trusted individuals. It had been a year ago that you became part of the Avengers initiative. It hadn't taken you long to be accepted as part of the team, become everyone's favorite confidante, in fact.
There was something about you that people trusted, they would open up to you in a way that they didn't to anyone else. Your charms had even managed to weave their magic over one grumpy super soldier. And he was by far your favorite follower.
It had taken a few weeks before he had given in to your spell, finally admitting his love of pancakes to you during one of your midnight snack quests. It was the first piece of personal information he had shared with you and you always remembered it. In fact you'd joined him for a midnight pancake treat on many occasions since that day.
The way you smiled at him lit up his world. Bucky was drawn to it like a moth to a flame. He wasn’t the only one. Objectively, people wouldn’t have described you as the most beautiful person or the hottest, but there was something about you that shone, the expressiveness of your eyes, the kindness in your heart and the unknown bounds of your acceptance of others that drew people to you. Your personality was all anyone saw once they spoke to you and it was stunning.
There were times though, when it all became too much for you, listening to people's problems got a little overwhelming. It was these times that you sought out the company of people you trusted, the people who really saw you for who you were, a slightly nerdy introvert. The list was small; it included Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers and your favorite, James Barnes.
There was something about the solitary supersoldier that intrigued you. He didn't spill his problems to you like others did, you'd had to work very hard at gaining his trust but once you had, you felt like you'd discovered a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. Bucky had an unexpected depth and his interests were surprisingly in tune with yours. Steve always seemed to be lost in documentaries when you sat down for down time with him and Nat found joy from horror movies which were far from your taste in cinematography. But Bucky was happy to watch a fantasy or science fiction film with you any time, dawn or dusk.
Bucky enjoyed your interests, but it was your company he enjoyed more. You made him feel comfortable, you didn't ask him intrusive questions, you forgave his selective mutism if he was having a bad day, making no irritating attempts to make him feel happier or better as the other members of the team were so apt to do. No, you let him be himself, in fact, you almost seemed to like his sullen silences.
What he liked the most was that you seemed to be a different person when he was around. You seemed more relaxed, the radiant sunshine demeanor that you exuded became muted, as though you knew that he needed a dimmer switch to help him cope. His scowls were far less ferocious when you were around but woe befell anyone who interrupted or invaded his time with you, his face would become dark and his mood would often turn sour. The only person who he would gracefully accept as an outsider to your pair was Steve. In short, Bucky Barnes was in love with you. Not that he would ever let it show.
The only person who could see Bucky’s feelings for you was Steve. He would smile in a knowing way when he walked in on the two of you laughing together, sharing a plate of nachos. He knew from the way you curled up at Bucky’s side that you harbored similar feelings. The only difference for you is that you had convinced yourself that Bucky couldn’t possibly feel the same way. Friendship was one thing, but you couldn’t imagine that he would want anything more than that. One day, when you had seen a female agent flirting with Bucky and he had smiled back, turned on the 1940’s charm that he apparently was famous for, that was the day you’d decided to put your feelings aside and move on with your life.
It was that decision that led to your current situation. A new dress and fancy heels later, you trotted to the common living area to get your bestie’s opinion. Your makeup was perfect, highlighting your prominent features and Bucky thought you looked radiant as you paraded your dress in front of him, seeking his approval. Naturally, you had it, you always had his approval, it didn’t matter what you were wearing.
“Where are you going all dolled up like that?” Bucky looked you up and down, admiring the view.
“Sidney and I are going out.”
“Oh, that sounds fun. You’ve been hanging out with her a lot. It’s nice that you’re getting along with the other agents too,” he smiled. Bucky was always encouraging of you, even if he would have preferred to keep you all to himself.
You laughed. Bucky usually reveled in the sound, but today he would be wishing he hadn’t heard it at all.
“Bucky!” you swatted his arm playfully. “Sidney is a guy. The guy I’m dating. I’ve told you about this.”
“Yeah, Buck, I did.” You pouted, “were you just pretending to listen?”
“What? No you didn’t.”
“Of course not, you said you were going to minigolf. You were so happy because you won.” Bucky smiled slightly at the memory. How you’d come home with red cheeks from the cold and the joy of winning at minigolf.
“That was our fourth date.”
Bucky was quiet for a moment. “Are you dating a woman?” he asked quietly.
“No, Buck. I mean I have, but Sidney isn’t one.”
“Oh,” Bucky mumbled, processing the information you'd given him.
Your sexual history didn't bother him, it was your present that did. Suddenly Bucky didn't want to look at you. Knowing you'd be spending your time with another man looking the way you did. He hated the thought. He wanted you to dress up for him that way, he wanted to be the one who ripped that pretty little dress off your body, he wanted to be the one who got to kiss you, to touch you, to claim every single part of you. But instead he got to watch another man sweep you off your feet.
“Well I better finish getting ready.”
You gasped as Bucky stood up suddenly.
“You're unbelievable,” he muttered, a darkness descending across his handsome features.
“What's that supposed to mean?” you asked, angrily.
“Nothing. Go have fun on your date.” Bucky stormed out without a backward glance.
He left you in the living room feeling lost and alone. Tears sprung into your eyes and your enthusiasm for your night out fizzled out completely. You couldn't understand his behavior, the sergeant had always treated you so well. Had you done something to upset him?
The sadness you felt was suddenly overcome with anger. Whatever it was that had upset him, you didn't deserve the attitude he was displaying towards you. In fact, you were going to tell him just that. But first, you picked your phone to make a call.
“Hey Sidney? … Yeah about that. I'm sorry Sidney. I know you went to a lot of trouble organizing tonight. I was really looking forward to it. But something’s come up here. I can't get out of it.”
You sighed, hanging up the phone. Sidney had been understanding, waving off your apology with such grace. On paper, he was the perfect partner for you, he was handsome, he shared so many of your interests and he accepted you for who you were. But you didn't feel butterflies when you thought of him, your face didn't light up when you spoke about him, he didn't fill you with warmth the way Bucky did.
Outrage still bubbled under the surface as you put your phone back on the dressing table in your room, so you decided to address the person who had caused the issue. You marched down the corridor, your stiletto heels clacking angrily as you made your way to Bucky’s room. As you pounded on the door, it flew open just in time for you to fling your hands up protectively as an object hit the wall beside your head.
Bucky’s eyes went wide as he saw the shock on your face. He had been pacing up and down his room and caught sight of a photo of the two of you smiling at each other. He couldn’t bear to see it anymore, to look at you when you didn’t look back at him that way. He had grabbed the photograph, letting it fly away from him in an attempt to extinguish the anguish he felt.
“Wow, do you hate me that much?” you asked. Your anger evaporated as quickly as it had arrived.
Bucky stood, speechless, as you bent down and picked up the smashed photo frame.
“Be careful,” Bucky warned you, as your shoe crushed a piece of broken glass.
“I know how to take care of myself.”
“And going out with some random man who knows nothing about you is what? … safe?”
“Why do you even care, Bucky?”
“You're my friend, you think I want you to get hurt?”
“What makes you think that I need that from you? I mean, if this is what you think of our friendship.” You held up the broken picture frame as a reference to your comment. A single tear slipped down your cheek.
Bucky had the decency to look ashamed of himself, at least that is how you interpreted the look on his face. What you didn't see was the guilt that bubbled under the surface, the devastation at the thought of losing you to someone else.
“He isn't good enough for you.”
You scoffed. “You don't even know him.”
“I don't need to.”
He approached you slowly and stopped right in front of you. If you hadn't spent months getting to know him, you'd be afraid of him, the way his vibranium fist clenched and unclenched repeatedly. But you knew it was a nervous tic of his, not a threatening one.
Bucky bent down and started picking up the shards of glass, then with a low voice, he mumbled something.
“You deserve to be with someone who knows how special you are.”
Had you heard him correctly?
You crouched down to help him with the cleaning.
“Leave that, I'll do it.”
“Bucky…” You picked up a small piece of glass between your fingers. “What do you mean?”
“You'll hurt yourself.” He took the glass from you.
You wrapped your hand around his wrist. “Bucky,” you whispered.
But Bucky couldn't look at you, that voice inside his brain that blamed himself for the actions of the Winter Soldier was the same one that often told him that he wasn't good enough for you. How could anyone as bright as you care for someone who held such darkness inside of him? He stood up, hiding his expression from you.
You sighed, reaching down to pick up one last piece. But you were hurt and careless and the sharp edge sliced your finger, drawing blood, making you hiss with pain.
“I told you to leave it alone!” He grabbed your wrist this time, trying to examine your wound. “This is exactly why I told you not to touch it. It won't hurt me.”
“I don't understand why you're upset.”
“This isn't deep.” He let go of your arm, walking away from you.
“What do you want from me, Bucky?”
“I don't want you to date him.”
You were surprised but you didn’t let it show on your face. “Okay.”
“Okay? Just like that?” Bucky frowned in confusion.
“Yeah.”
“No explanation needed?”
“I want you to be happy. And if this upsets you, I won't date Sidney.” You sighed, you hated that he had this power over you, that you were willing to give up a chance for your own happiness because Bucky said so. But you knew you would do anything for him, even if you ended up being single for the rest of your life. And it was all very overrated anyway, happy relationships, you didn’t know anyone who didn’t have problems with the people they had attached themselves to. Who needed a family, it was all nothing but trouble, you said to yourself.
“I don't want to lose you,” Bucky muttered.
“Bucky, you'll never lose me.” It felt like you were telling him you loved him without using the actual words. Rising up onto your toes, you pressed a soft kiss on his cheek. “I care about you, Bucky.”
Bucky brought his hand to your face, caressing your cheek with his thumb, wiping away the streak of fluid your tears had left. He leaned in towards you until you could feel his breath against your lips. You opened and closed your mouth, feeling like a goldfish because no sound would come out. The way Bucky was looking into your eyes had rendered you speechless. It almost felt like the love you felt for him was being reflected back at you. You wanted to kiss him but you couldn’t move. His nose brushed lightly against yours and then his lips were pressed against yours. It started out gentle, his mouth against yours, lips moving in tandem, until his tongue sought out yours. The taste of you seemed to ignite a deeper desire inside him because suddenly his arms were wrapped around you, pulling you closer, closer than you’d ever been to him, enveloped in his embrace as his hands roamed over your back, fingers pushing into you through the fabric of your little black dress.
You wrapped your arms tightly around Bucky's neck and as he straightened his back, you were lifted off the floor. The only way for you to support yourself was to wrap your legs around his waist, and Bucky's hands on your ass gave you the encouragement you needed to take this next step. Soon your core was rubbing against his crotch and Bucky stumbled across to the bed, laying you down with surprising tenderness. He knelt down between your splayed legs and smiled at you with an adoring gaze.
“I've wanted this for so long,” he whispered, as though a loud noise might wake him for this dream.
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Why didn't you?”
You laughed to yourself, both of you had been so afraid of losing the other that you'd missed out on the happiness you'd sought from each other.
“Do we have to talk about this right now? I want to go back to the kissing,” you pouted.
This earned you one of those rare joyous laughs from him, ones that he often saved for you. You treasured each and every one of these, they were so rare and precious. Bucky captured your protruding lower lip between his teeth, giving it a playful tug before going back to the heated lip lock you'd been engaged in earlier.
Only when he was grinding his hips into yours and moaning that a horrifying thought entered your mind.
“Bucky,” you called his name quietly.
“Mmm?” he hummed, not taking his lips off the spot on your neck that he was sucking enthusiastically.
“Buck… stop.”
There was a pop as the seal of his lips on your neck broke. “Are you okay?”
“I can't…”
“I'm sorry,” Bucky backed away, like he'd been burned.
“Buck, wait,” you reached for his hand. “I mean, I need to talk to Sidney.”
“Oh, yeah, right. Of course, you have a date.”
“Bucky, I need to break it off with him before we… I don't want to be that person. Do you understand?”
“Yeah,” Bucky sighed, sitting down beside you as you pulled the straps of your dress back over your shoulder.
“Can you give me some time to go talk to him?”
Bucky nodded, not quite trusting himself to speak lest his voice betrayed his disappointment. But you knew him well enough to read his face.
“Hey, I'll be back. I promise.” You held out your pinky for him to take.
He smiled and linked his little finger with yours. One of the things he admired most about you was your integrity. You stood up, leaning back for one more quick kiss before you walked away, only letting go of his hand once you both couldn't extend your arms any further. You stole one last look at him before closing the door.
On your way back to your room, you called Sidney, asking him to meet you, before you changed out of your dress and into more comfortable clothes. A heavy guilt settled on your chest, you knew you'd be hurting him but you knew you couldn't offer him your whole heart, not when you knew Bucky was at home waiting for you. The next hour was a difficult one for you, you did your best to be gentle and considerate of Sidney’s feelings as you let him down.
“Look Sidney, I’m really sorry about this, I didn’t mean to string you along.”
“But you’re in love with someone else.” Sidney looked at you with a sad smile.
Your eyes widened in surprise. “How do- what makes you say that?”
“It’s the way you talk about Sergeant Barnes,” he said knowingly.
“I’m sorry.” You turned your head to hide the tears threatening to escape.
“He’s a lucky man.” Sidney leant down and gave you a peck on the cheek. “I’ll see you around.”
You sighed as you made your way back home, still feeling a little deflated about what you’d just done. But a promise was a promise and you didn’t want to keep Bucky waiting. It was the thought of Bucky that stopped you dragging your feet but you made a pitstop in your room to freshen up your makeup.
Before you knew it, you were back outside Bucky’s door and you were pretty certain your heart skipped a beat as you knocked nervously. What if he had changed his mind?
There clearly wasn’t cause for concern because Bucky opened the door so fast, you wondered if he had just been standing on the other side waiting for you. He wrapped his arm around your waist and scooped you into his chest, shutting the door with the edge of his foot.
Bucky kissed you as though he hadn’t seen you in years and you melted into him with a sigh.
“You were gone too long,” he pouted. “I missed you.”
“You okay?” he asked, a tinge of concern in his voice as he ran his thumb along your jaw. “I know that wasn’t easy for you.”
He was right, it hadn’t been easy for you to break off your relationship with Sidney. You never enjoyed hurting other people. You made time for people’s problems, even when you were exhausted, always ready to lend that extra helping hand. Your generosity of spirit was another reason that Bucky admired you. It made you smile, the way he understood your feelings without you having to explain them to him.
“Yeah, I’m alright.”
Being with Bucky seemed to make your problems disappear and your feelings for him surged to the surface.
“Are you sure?” he asked, nuzzling your ear and peppering the side of your neck with tiny kisses.
“Yeah, glad to be here with you,” you hummed, enjoying the way his skin felt against yours.
“You sure you haven't got any more men stashed away that I need to know about?” he mumbled.
You pulled away slightly, just to look him directly in the eye so he knew the sincerity of your next words. “No secret stash. Only you.”
“Just me?” Bucky put his hands on cheeks, putting his fingers under your jaw to tilt your face up to look at him.
“I'm all yours, Bucky.”
You leaned up, puckering your lips for a kiss and he obliged. Locked at the mouth, he led you backwards until your heels hit the edge of the bed.
“Tell me again,” he growled, pushing his chest against you til you were falling backwards onto the mattress.
Only your fall wasn't uncontrolled, Bucky's strong hands had settled on you back and he guided your descent. You grabbed the front of his Henley in your hands and pulled him down on top of you.
“Yours,” you claimed his lips hungrily.
“That's right, mine,” his voice rasped, making you tingle with anticipation.
He pushed his hips against yours, grinning proudly as you moaned in approval.
“You like that, huh?”
You swallowed the lump in your throat as you heard his belt unbuckling, hearing a clang as it fell onto the floor. He pushed his hand under the seam of your leggings and slid it between your legs. A wanton moan left your mouth as you felt his fingers rubbing on your clothed core.
"Look at you, Doll. You're so fucking wet...and I haven't even touched you yet." Bucky’s voice was low and rumbled through you like thunder.
He wiggled his fingers under your panties and between your folds, smirking into your neck and a gasp escaped your lips. Before you knew it, your eyes were rolling back as his fingers stroked your pussy.
“Bucky,” you whined as his fingers delved deeper.
It barely registered as his vibranium fingers pulled down your leggings and joined its flesh twin on your clit. Your breathing quickened to match the pace that he was pushing his fingers into you. Every push had you uttering a quiet sigh as he caressed your walls.
“So wet,” he hummed. “I’m the only one who can touch you like this. The only one who can make you feel like this, right?”
“Only you, Bucky.”
Before you could enjoy Bucky’s fingers more, they left your body. You whimpered at the loss. His hands went to the fabric around your waist, tugging it down until it was off completely and he used his hands to open your legs further. You tried not to gawk at him as he removed his clothes, layer by layer. It wasn’t as though you hadn’t seen Bucky shirtless before, but watching him strip between your spread legs was making you melt. He knelt down at your core, hands ripping apart your bra before kneading your breasts and rolling your nipples in between his fingers. You moaned out when Bucky pinched your nipples harshly.
“Nothing but you,” you repeated, biting your lip with anticipation.
“Doll, I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll completely forget who Sidney ever was. I’ll give you my love until you’re satisfied. You’ll think of nothing but me.”
“Good. Now let’s make sure that you will never be able to look at that man again without thinking of this moment," Bucky groaned as he began to nibble on your neck.
His lips sucked and nibbled at your skin, marking his territory. He tugged his underwear down his thighs, using his other hand to line his cock up with your entrance. Slowly and sensually, he rubbed his tip against you, getting lost in his own pleasure for a moment, forgetting to remind you who you belonged to. Loud moans escaped your mouth as he slammed into you with hardly any warning.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Doll,” Bucky groaned into your ear. “Feel so good.”
Bucky lifted your legs up onto his chest so your calves rested on his shoulders. He pulled your hips into his and started pushing into you repeatedly, almost mercilessly.
“Sidney only wishes that he could fuck you like this,” he leaned over so his face was up close to yours. “But no one will ever fill you up like I can. No one can make you feel good the way I can. You’re mine, Doll, only for me to have.”
“Buc-” you breathed, barely able to speak.
“What are you?”
“Yours Sergeant, I’m all yours. Promise. Yours. Only yours!” you repeated over and over.
Desperate for your release, you reached down to your clit.
“Don’t even think about it,” Bucky growled. “You come on my cock screaming my name or you don’t come at all.”
Bucky leaned forwards til his face was inches from yours, bending your legs right up to your chest.
"You feel that, Doll? You feel how I fill you up?" Bucky demanded.
You nodded, unable to speak at first. Eventually you gasped out the words, "I feel you, Bucky.”
"And could he ever make you feel as good as I make you feel?" Bucky asked before going back to fucking you hard and fast.
"No Bucky, never,” you moaned.
You could feel your orgasm approaching far more rapidly than normal and Bucky had gone back to marking his territory with his lips on your skin. It almost burned where he was sucking against your clavicle.
“Bu- Buck-”
“Yeah?” He slowed to respond to your attempts at his name.
His lips were only inches away from yours. All you wanted was to meet them, but instead, Bucky bit your lip harshly, making you throw back your head in pleasure as he kept sucking on you.
"That's what I want to hear," Bucky cooed as he finally kissed you.
He buried his face into your breasts as his thrusts became more frantic. His hands snaked around your waist, a surprisingly soft action for all the roughness he’d displayed up until this point. The moans he released into your ear alone would make you come. The feeling of his balls slapping against your ass, cock diving deep inside of you, sent you spiraling.
“Bucky!” You muttered his name, unable to focus on anything but the way his cock and hands worked your body, filling you to the brim. Pleasure completely overwhelming your mind and body.
“That’s right, Doll. You were made for me.”
“Please, Bucky, I want to come!” There was nothing that could stop the cry that leaves your lips, you needed it so badly, you wanted him so badly.
“Do it already,” Bucky goaded. “Come for me. Come because I want you to.”
“Yes Bucky, yes!” You as his words finally pushed you over the edge, his name leaving your lips as you finally reached your peak.
The only thing you could think of was his cock thrusting inside you. Your pussy clenched and tightened around his cock making him release with a grunt and a moan as he coated you in his seed. He stayed inside you, catching his breath, playing with your hair, looking into your eyes with such complete adoration that it almost took your breath away. At least until he pulled out of you slowly, making his cum spill out of you and drip across your abdomen.
“You did such a good job, Doll,” Bucky whispered to you as he softly kissed your forehead. “My pretty girl. You rest now, let me clean you up.”
You pushed yourself up the bed, trying to avoid spilling his seed all over the clean bed sheets. Bucky reappeared quickly with a washcloth and started wiping himself off your skin, parting your legs gently and cleaning over your folds.
“Bucky, I-” you reached out to stop him, suddenly feeling incredibly self conscious about this new level of intimacy. “You don't have to.”
Bucky sat down beside you, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “Let me take care of you,” he murmured, voice filled with tenderness.
He finished up and lay down beside you, giving you one of his looser fitting t-shirts which you slipped over your head gratefully. You tucked yourself into his side and rested your head on his shoulder, sighing as his fingers fluttered over your thighs and over the curve of your ass.
“Was that okay?” he whispered into your hair, his warm breath blowing against the bare skin on your neck.
“It was amazi-.” You started answering but your voice was interrupted by a loud growl from your stomach.
“Still hungry, huh?”
You blushed, hiding your face in his warm sturdy chest.
“Want to grab some dinner. Can't have my best girl starving.”
A warmth spread through you at his words. “Maybe in a bit? I don't want to move yet. Is that okay?” You looked up at him.
He smiled down at you, placing a small kiss at the tip of your nose. “Perfect.”
#bucky barnes#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x you#bucky barnes x female reader#bucky barnes x f!reader#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes fan fiction
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Hi!! Since you’re also into the pjo fandom, let me introduce you to this concept: Wednesday as the daughter of Hades and Xavier would totally be an *edgy* Apollo kid!!
I thought about this before and I just love this idea 😍 Some headcanons for my PJO/Wednesday mutuals:
First and foremost: Wednesday is older than Nico and is protective with him like she is with Pugsley and Eugene. They're so similar it's scary. In camp, they're considered to be the two creepy children of Hades who dress in black and eat souls for breakfast. They love this reputation.
She is one of the only kids whose name Mr D actually remembers.
Someone said somewhere about a possible Wednesday/HP crossover that Wednesday and Hermione wouldn't stand each other which I completely agree with and I feel the same about Annabeth. They're too different, they would contradict themselves and talk over the other all the time.
As much as I love Clarisse, I don't think her and Wednesday would get along very well at first either because it's canon that Wednesday doesn't like bullies. More than once, she got back at Ares kids for putting the newbies' heads in the toilet.
Later on, when Clarisse matures a little bit and stops the bullying, they learn to respect the other and find themselves several common interests. Like I can't stop thinking of them bonding about their knives collections.
She tolerates Leo and he's her go-to person when she wants a new dangerous weapon for unknown purposes.
Bianca would totally be a daughter of Nike (Cabin 17) and her and Wednesday are constantly in competition. Capturing the flag is always intense when they're on opposite sides.
...she also didn't like that Bianca happened to date this cute tortured Apollo kid Wednesday stares a bit too much at 👀
I think her and Xavier would be sort of friends at first, like they arrived in camp at the same time when they were ten and grew up together. Then one day, they came across a monster on a minor quest, Wednesday saved him (like in the show) and since then, he's always been secretly in awe of her.
The day Bianca and Xavier broke up after eight months, everyone in Camp Half-Blood was gossiping like crazy. Nico basically barged in Cabin 13 while she was reading in peace and went like:
Nico: Guess who's single? Now you can ask him out.
Wednesday: I will not do such a thing.
Nico: Yes, you will. Unless you want Drew and the other Aphrodite kids to get to him first.
Wednesday:
Nico:
Wednesday *snaps her book shut*: Fine. I'll do something about this Apollo kid. On the condition that you do something about your Apollo kid.
Nico: What?
Wednesday: You've been drooling over Will Solace for years. Grow yourself a pair.
With lots of help from her best friend Enid from the Iris Cabin (of course Enid would be the daughter of the goddess of rainbow) and the fact that Nico had landed a date with Will before her (there was no way she was letting her little brother win), she finally confessed her feelings to Xavier.
Of course, turns out this idiot was in love with her for years but thought she wasn't interested and got dumped by Bianca because she found way too many drawings he had made of Wednesday.
In a nutshell, I like my favorite Apollo-Hades pairs and they deserve to be happy 😘
#wednesday#wednesday netflix#pjo hoo toa#percy jackson#wednesday pjo crossover au#wednesday addams#xavier thorpe#wenvier#wenthorpe#wavier#nico di angelo#will solace#solangelo#annabeth chase#clarisse la rue#mr d pjo#leo valdez
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I don't know how active the Rainbow Quest fandom is on here but....
QUICK! TELL ME YOUR FAVOURITE STEVE (OR NON STEVE)
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Steve Saga Rewrite
If you’re part of the Reddit server R/FavreMySabre you might have seen it but I’m planning a Steve Saga Rewrite. I got back into the series and felt many things were unfinished or not executed the best. So I plan to rewrite the whole series until The Origin Saga. Here’s some pointers.
• Sabre is actually gonna be physically trapped there, not playing a game (More cinematic that way :0)
•More explanation on what happened to Plague, Faceless and other people. (Cause I didnt find what Elemental did satisfying.)
•What the hell Hypno was doing the whole time.
•Making the Shadow Sabre arc from Rainbow Quest (Sorta, it’s gonna be way different you’ll see.)
•And a whole lot more I can’t spoil! (I might change things around)
The Steve Saga fandom is like- dead. And I wanna help revive it. I know I’m just a kid with little to no talent but I’ll try my best to give you a satisfying rewrite. Also I’m not claiming to be better than Sabre and his team, I’m just a teen writing fan fiction. Also you don’t need to watch The Steve Saga to enjoy this, many things will be confusing if u haven’t seen it. But if you enjoy this rewrite, watch The Steve Saga. It’s great.
(I will write it on Wattpad and post me reading it on YouTube accompanied with pictures, if visual audio books are your thing. I won’t be done for a while. I just want people to see this and show support if they think it’s a good idea. I won’t do it unless people want me to.)
Thanks for reading.
Yours sincerely,
TweetieDrawz
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me, myself, and i - get to know you tag game
shout out to @vukovich and @mintawasalreadytaken for the tags.
Last song: Little Girl Gone, CHINCHILLA
Favourite color: all the greens, but especially olive.
Last film/show: currently watching hulu's Death, and other Details (LOVELOVELOVE)...and between episodes rewatching Supernatural (currently in season 6, helloooooo souless Sam & eager for season 7, my favorite. Levithian! Dick Forever!)
Sweet/savory/spicy: all
Relationship status: married with children
Last thing I googled: skyrim quest info for my eldest gal. man, do i love watching this game in action.
Current obsession: asmr 'clean up with me' tiktoks. THE STEAMER. and yes. i ordered one. OBSESSED.
Last book: two concurrently. Hitchcock Blondes (The Unforgetable Women Behind the Legendary Director's Dark Obsession), by Laurence Leamer & Carry On, by Rainbow Rowell. i really only love non-fiction these days, autobiographies especially, but my pal @orange-peony wriites fantastic snowbaz and so. here i am...finally reading it. new fandom? it's possible, people. it's possible.
Looking forward to: like @vukovich, i too am looking forward to a certain new fest that has not gone public yet (wink wink). and also. reading @mintawasalreadytaken's novel (!!!).
tagging @orange-peony, @goblinmatriarch, @owl-of-fandom, @getawayfox, @slyth-princess, @crazybutgood, @littlewinnow
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I've taken time to think and I've figured out I have like...3 hearthomes-
From most known to least known(as in, ones people will recognise to one's people won't unless they've been apart of said fandom):
The Mega Pizzaplex from FNAF SB
The Hotel from DOORS (+ technically the office of the ROOMS in DOORS)
And The Red Kingdom from Rainbow Quest
#therianthropy#alterhuman#therian#therian blog#nonhuman#alterbeing#otherkin#otherkin blog#hearthome#hearthomes
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I'm very interested in this HP - alternatives drama happening because sometimes it feels like people react extra negatively to suggestions that are like "if you like x you might like y". They start y and find that it was nothing like x and are furious that someone would reccomend them y based off of x.
To give context what I am thinking of in this instance is the marketing for Lev Grossman's The Magicians - both the books and tv show really but the goodreads page has some really insightful/amusing reviews.
It was marketed as Harry Potter x Narnia for adults. People were not ready for a depressed annoying main character and a magical college and the first book going through 3-4 years in just the first half of the book. Accidental voyerism and sexuality crisis and drugs and alcohol. The marketing was way off because its not for HP fans who read HP and then went the YA way. The Magicians plays around with established fantasy tropes, it pays homage to Lewis it pays homage to Ursula le Guin and others who came before. If you start reading it expecting a chosen one story you will be disapointed.
Because of this I am very very interested to see what people recc as alternatives for HP because usually they are so far off the mark for various reasons.... (I am amused by many of them)
This is also probably why fic rec lists usually have descriptions and commentary on why the compiler pairs them together on a list.
In case someone is actually looking for recs have a very random list inspired by my bookshelf -
If you liked HP and ship Drarry - go check out Carry on and Simon Snow by Rainbow Rowell...
If you liked HP and want a chosen one narrative that is lighthearted go read Percy Jackson or for more diversity check out Rick's list for similar stories by other authors. - this also has an active fandom
If you want traumatised children with powers assemble together for a quest try Ransom Riggs - Peculiar series
Different trauma bonding but no magic - The Maze Runner
Adults getting effed up by magic and a interesting take on portal quest and homage to the past - The Magicians.
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Honestly, Beatrix Potter gives me more of what I got from HP than 90% of recs do.
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Am I upset that Memory Steve is not in Rainbow Quest? Nah, not really.
First of all, if Memory Steve isn’t needed in the story, then he doesn’t have to be added.
Second of all, if Memory was in the Rainbow Quest universe, he would most likely be associated with the Demon Steves or will be a type of Demon Steve. And the Internet has taught me that a Sharply Dressed Demon is too powerful for a fandom to handle.
So yeah, consider me as someone who is being pragmatic about Memory Steve and the lack of his presence in the Rainbow Quest universe lol
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Any concern that evil beast is still technically alive trapped within a pocket dimension or whatever the fuck his plan for arakko was?
"I hope not."
"Not because I wish death upon him. I never wished that. If nothing else, his actions at the end prove that there was still something - enough, of me, in him, that . . . I don't know. I wish it could have gone differently."
"No, I hope he isn't alive because I don't want to think about what that would be like. Trapped, in a pocket of reality all of your own. Just you. Floating, endlessly, in the void. No light, no passage of time. Just you, and the steady, inexorable drum of your heartbeat. Just you, and time to think. About your failures. About the world you can't be a part of anymore. About the people you left behind.
Norman Cousins once said, 'The eternal quest of the individual human being is to shatter his loneliness.' What would such an existence be, but purely lonely?
I hope he's dead because he doesn't deserve that. No-one does."
I mean, I guess it's technically still on the table since we didn't see a body, but I don't think there's anyone really interested in picking up that plot thread. Jed MacKay, the next confirmed writer for Hank, has expressed his love for 80s Beast on many an occasion, and even said he couldn't get Hank for his Avengers team because of X-Force.
Even if one assumes he isn't salty about that, then I certainly can't see him looking upon this era and this version of Beast with any real affection. Honestly, the people who express that they'll miss evil Beast just confuse me.
What is there to miss? His characterisation, as put to page, is dogwater. It's a load of soundbites with no substance. He doesn't contribute anything that Dark Beast doesn't, and Dark Beast is funnier, more entertaining, and more sympathetic than he is!
If they want to pull a Crossing, say that evil Beast got shunted into a pocket dimension, and they yank him out to merge the two, then I'd be down, but if it's not that exact storyline, I'm not interested. I'm just so very . . . sick, and tired of evil Beast. I can't even go on Twitter and enjoy X-Men '97 discourse without people harping on about it.
Like, look, I get it, gatekeeping is bad, but sometimes I think it's necessary. Sometimes I do just want to pull out a card that says, 'You aren't qualified to talk about Hank McCoy's characterisation unless you've read the following comic series and understand these basic tenets of his character.'
This is why I hate comic book fandom. Media literacy is startlingly low. Maybe it's all the pictures. People don't actually read the goddamn words.
Makes me just want to
But anyway, to your point. I guess the potential is there, and in, like, seven years, someone might pull out another Beast out of a fucking portal and I'll just groan because really, we're doing this again, but I doubt it just because there hasn't been a single writer all across Marvel who's been like, yeah, evil Beast, love that shit, gimme that guy!
Everyone from Kieron Gillen to Rainbow Rowell to Tom Brevoort is just like, "can we knock that shit off?" "I'm pretending it doesn't exist." "Can S.W.O.R.D come back?"
Jed MacKay, open your adjectiveless X-Men run with Hank and Simon cuddling and kissing on the sofa. It's what I, personally, deserve after five years of Ben Percy.
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An Update Regarding JustaLittleSparkly
(Note due to tagging for The Steve Saga: I am looking for people to send in their memories of the fandom 2017-2019 for a new project this blog will have during the hiatus that will last 3-4 months on this blog. Feel free to send in an ask if you have memories of the fandom from that era. Thanks!)
Hello! Head Admin Risk Here! I’ve been on break with this blog because of a lot of reasons.
First off, this blog is not discontinued. Simply to put it, this blog has been on hiatus. Returns to posting aren’t going to be too soon, but not as much as 2 years. Expect a break for another 3-4 months with occasional posts like reblogs of my 2021 sparklecat art and reblogs of other sparkleanimal archives.
I am hoping to return by November-December, the era of which I have returned and settled into my school and thus have a spare device to use for archiving. As well, I want to start a couple new tags/archives for this other than feral/sparkleanimal archives, like a “tribute” tag for a specific dead fandom that had caught my eye. The tribute would generally be screenshots of animations and writing collages of writers in the community.
Due to this, I’d like to ask to anyone here if they know of The Steve Saga (FavreMySabre) and was in the fandom during its original era in 2017-2019. So basically pre-Rainbow Quest/Twisted Rainbow/That space spinoff. If you do, please send over an ask telling me of your memories of the fandom during the era!
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To anyone that's somehow still alive in the Micromon fandom, do I have some news for you. For just the simple price of $0.99 (or just looking in the wiki), the game already gives away plenty of hints about the state of Pixekai and how much of a impact Black Root plays in the story (among other things).
Major spoilers for Micromon (and slight spoilers for Nexomon 1) and enjoy the typical rants/theories below:
First up, Pixekai as a whole and the Growtown Accident.
While Nexomon mentions in passing that Pixekai (Project) was a digital doomsday bunker for humans should Omnicron be revived and destroy the world (mainly uploading their minds and creating digital avatars), the only people that are aware it's a digital world are Malk, Leah, Zeth, Cyborg, and that random guy Edward who gives you a side quest about player costumes (also the Legion members, but that'll be mentioned later). Besides that, everyone else the MC meet are all happy and cheerful (to an extent) and go about life just like any other person despite a vast majority being fabricated humans.
But of course, not everything was sunshine and rainbows before. While the exact date/year when Vaithe destroyed Growtown is unknown (a town known for Micromon breeding and was the original entryway for humans to be imported into the program), its impact on Pixekai led to a blockade only accessible to S-ranked tamers and even a firewall cutting off the (clearly irradiated) forest wasteland known as Ground Zero.
Despite the obvious assumption that everyone in Growtown was killed from the disaster (literally half of Pixekai's population lore-wise), it is later revealed that Cyborg was one of Growtown's residents 1-2 years pre-incident; and even when she wasn't in the blast zone, her avatar and voicebox was badly damaged and was hunting down Black Root for being a possible cause (which is true, but for a completely "normal" reason).
Another survivor is Lavinne ("The Punisher") who vowed to kill Vaithe for destroying Growtown (not true) and Malk for essentially creating the hostile environment that currently plagues Pixekai (rampaging Micromon, natural disasters, and making the Growtown residents destroy themselves with a power source that drains their own energy); but it's somewhat implied that he was cut off from Pixekai all that time that since he only shows up after MC repairs the bridge to Ground Zero.
But while the bleak humor of Malk playing dumb about his involvement in Growtown's fallout with Leah (since they used to be scientists before and possibly worked together situating ported humans into Pixekai), looking back on his extremely thinly-veiled hints show a terrifying amount of foresight to not say too much and kept stringing the MC along about becoming a S-rank tamer and (possibly) planning ahead on silencing the two known victims that might reveal too much about the real truth.
Malk: It's such a shame Growtown got destroyed like that. While we have some rumors that Vaithe was the cause, there were no survivors to tell that harrowing tale in full.
MC, later meeting Cyborg: But what abou-
Also Malk, wiping out Growtown's stragglers to create a world-ending digi-nuke: -Like I said, there were no survivors...
While I'll give the game credit for fleshing out the Legion instead of making them pseudo-Elite Four, it's kinda interesting knowing that they're the beta players of Project Pixekai (ie. the first humans) and had their own dreams fulfilled in the digital world, possibly with their own input on what they wanted they couldn't be fulfilled in real life. Even their respective region might connect to their previous life in Nexomon too, though their past may be foggy depending on how long they've been in the program (or Leah tampering with their memories after their "rebellion" (re: trying to stop her from destroying Pixekai from the inside-out)), but they also mention being unable to return the real world either from their original bodies dying from the transfer or years after until the main story, or they were supposed to be erased when the project was patched out (implied/mentioned in battle gauntlet).
Slider (Navia): Slider was ported into Pixekai when he was 4 (mentioned by npc at Navia arena) and has a older sister Angelica to reign him in, but he mostly spends his time goofing off or napping, likely lived in Palmaya but (obviously) lived most of his life in Pixekai.
Lethar (Magma): Was suffering from health problems at a young age (maybe lived at Ignitia, mentions similar pollution problem in Magma), but was given medicine by Moonborn to heal him (also has a absent father, but it's not fully explained); was known as the rough-and-tough leader of Magma with his trusty Dinoto and Diroaster.
Moonborn (Aera): The wife of Aera's chief and adoptive grandparents of the Tornado Twins Aria and Aaron (different to Captain Aaron); possibly lived in Khan's Jungle or Hidden Village due to her magic abilities, spirituality, and skills in medicine. It also might be implied in the gauntlet that her human husband might've died when she was younger so she wanted to have a family for herself in Pixekai (Also her husband giving/making a special incense the first day they met and reminding her of her younger days falling in love with him T_T).
Jade (Mineralia): The daughter of head miner Lincoln and rival to lover/fiance to the headstrong goofball Aiden, also considered the strongest Legion member and is obsessed with Micromon battles and protecting the peace with brute force (might've lived in Frozen Tundra or Solus Deserst since they also specialize in mining too). While the initial age when she was ported is iffy, since Lincoln mentions her past mom naming her after the most precious jewel in their lives (and her hair being all green when younger), but she also mentions how "Our time ran out a long time ago, but we (the Legion) loved being here. We had lives here that we couldn't have back in the real world"...So I'm guessing she was in Pixekai when she was a teen/mid-teen and Lincoln was implanted with false memories about her childhood. Ouch :'(
While I initially thought the main antagonists (and Cyborg) were the only ones aware of the real world, it turns out all of Black Root knew that Pixekai isn't as it seems...To varying results, of course. While most of the grunts were either too brainwashed from diving into the Mainframe on Leah's command (or Captain Aaron knowing more as second-in-command), I kinda like the added context that they can freely teleport around because they exploit Pixekai's code (which is rarely shown from non-BR characters or Legion members) as opposed to Malk programming B002 to teleport to specific points in the world (with a fee of 300 coins one way).
Also cool to know that Black Root got the name because of the root folder/root directory of Pixekai's mainframe to have nearly absolute power in the program and cause crimes on purpose. But with that revelation also gives way to Leah's motivations for escaping Pixekai: to live a free and fulfilling life outside of code and to give her son Zeth a happier life that she worked so hard to provide...After creating a rogue organization from the ground up and going crazy from evil Mainframe experiments, of course. But even her execution of the plan is still lacking, since she has no real information on why humans created Pixekai in the first place (same for Malk), and her main plan of capturing Vaithe from the Mainframe requires a pure organic human (ie. the MC) "for some reason" since they're the only one that won't get their brain fried and turn into a braindead husk.
Despite all the lore dump, it brings me back to the whole twist of Malk being self-aware since the beginning and plotting to destroy Pixekai and escape into the organic world for vengeance...Again, he and Leah had no idea that they were coded into a bunker program and have little to zero info on how much shit humanity are in right now cause of Omnicron and his kids. While there's not a specific date/time when both of them became self-aware, but Malk later learned the truth about the project in full after he escaped and adjusted to real life (see Malk's revenge rant here and here), already plotting to destroy the real world too so his vengeance will finally be complete since all humans are corrupted in his eyes.
And what better person(?) to turn to for more information about humanity's weaknesses is Metta/Nexolord; eventually becoming mentor and student to learn about the world around them (Malk learning about Nexomon and Metta w. human behavior/psychology), while also preparing a massive middle finger in the form of a world-ending doggo for giving both of them a shitty life in general.
And you know this kids game was made in 2014, right?
#micromon#micromon spoilers#micromon malk#micromon leah#nexomon#nexomon spoilers#long post#micromon headcanons#nexomon headcanons#I wasn't kidding with how much hidden details is in Micromon#but makes it just as painful knowing Pixekai was doomed to be destroyed from the beginning#already crossing fingers that *maybe* Leah and the Chaos MCR come back in Nexomon 3 somehow#Though Micromon is a more of a grind in contrast to Nexomon 1 & Extinction (speaking from personal experience) if anyone wants to play
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Well everyone we have some information of the care bears unlock the magic second specials called the quest for the rainbow stone and it will be featuring togetherness bear in the specials
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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Sunday, December 17
Buffy: What are you doing for Christmas?
Willow: Being Jewish. Remember, people? Not everybody worships Santa.
~~Amends~~
[Drabbles & Short Fiction]
What a Gentleman! by localclownliv (Drusilla/Lorne, PG-13)
The Problem by cawthraven (Buffy/Spike, T)
Christmas With a Vampire by RavenLove12 (Buffy/Spike, M)
Buffy Sees Angel for the Last Time by MCorey1317 (Buffy/Angel, T)
electric by ripslayer (Buffy/Faith, T)
"i want you to stay." by cpirits (Buffy/Angel, not rated - worksafe)
Cherry Picking by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
[Chaptered Fiction]
A Cursed Time of Year - Chapter 1 by Eyeballs_to_Entrails (Wesley/Lilah, M)
The Neighbor's Point of View, Ch. 66 by the_big_bad (Buffy/Spike, PG)
Not Just a Boy and a Girl (It's Just the End of the World), Ch. 3 by noctilucent (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
As You Wish, Ch. 6 by Melme1325 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
2 Spikes 1 Buffy, Ch. 2 by Spikelover4ever (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)
Last Hurrah, Ch. 2 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, R)
Choose Your Own Award by dogbertcarroll (Xander, FR15)
Welding a Family by Buffyworldbuilder, Ch. 33 (MCU crossover, Willow & Tony/Pepper, FR13)
The Plunge, Ch. 14 by Harlow Turner (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
The Plunge, Ch. 15 by Harlow Turner (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
The Vision Quest, Ch. 5 by Acb6293 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
A Very Summers Winter, Ch. 17 by VeroNyxK84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
Spuffy's Little Helper, Ch. 17 by Alyot (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
Prayers of Amara, Ch. 2 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, R)
The Life Before Us, Ch. 3 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
Side Effects, Ch. 7 by hulettwyo (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)
Out of Africa, Ch. 3 by Passion4Spike (Buffy/Spike, PG)
Last Hurrah, Ch. 3 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, R)
You Kiss Me, Ch. 2 by scratchmeout (Buffy/Spike, R)
Her Ghosts and Demons of Christmas Eve, Ch. 1-2 by VioletMoon (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
[Images, Audio & Video]
Spike animation by isevery0nehereverystoned (worksafe)
Manip: Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas by honeygirl51885 (Buffy/Spike, G)
Manips: Something Different by nmcil (Buffy/Spike, G)
Cross stitching: the Buffy logo by Thisisnotforyou11 (worksafe)
[Recs & In Search Of]
Rec request: ramblesandrambling seeks Joyce/Spike or Joyce & Spike fic
[Community Announcements]
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Revamped I Will Remember You Fic Marathon 2023: Masterlist at iwillrememberyoumarathon.tumblr.com
[Fandom Discussions]
I wish Jenny Calendar had survived... to meet Robin Wood by coraniaid
Xander is genuinely an interesting character by all-hail-the-water-god
Another cool connection on my 100th rewatch [of "Over The Rainbow"] by usernameKhecks0ut
[What if BtVS had been made as a first run syndication show] by redskinsguy
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