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sluttsumu · 5 months

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DOUBLE TROUBLE

.ೃ࿐ feat. atsumu + osamu miya

in which: the twins have a little bet, and you’re their next target. who can make you cum the most on halloween night without anyone knowing, keep quiet virgin or you’ll get caught.

warning: 18+, college!au, fratboy!inarizaki, oblivious!reader, non+ dubcon/peer pressure, threesome, corruptive thoughts, misogyny (?), manipulation, drugs (molly), vaginal fingering, vaginal penetration, unprotected, petname: angel, oral (f!receiving + m!receiving), virginity loss, exhibitionism + voyeurism, implied orgy (with suna), sunaosa TEASE, they’re sleazy hoes. wc: 2k

ೃ࿐ ki’s note: this is fic was supposed to kickstart my kinktober series. i hope you love this as much as i do because i had the best time writing it! in my mind it’s still october 😭 divider: @cafekitsune

two devils, one angel, and fate. being a virgin sacrifice wasn’t necessarily on your halloween bucket list for this year.

— ♡︎ —

“can’t think of anyone to bring ‘samu ?” atsumu piqued, osamu is supposed to be the smart one.

the infamous twins had been thinking for some time on who to invite to their annual halloween party.

there were plenty of guests, but they needed someone special for the night.

atsumu’s fucked half of the bimbos from his fan club, meanwhile osamu was never satisfied with any of his groupies.

“well,” he starts. “i have an idea.” the light bulb in his head flickered before finally going off when he thought of the perfect girl. the dainty little college freshman whom he sees walking around campus all dolled up.

“who’s that girl that we always see with sunarin?” he ponders, in attempt to remember your name. atsumu’s eyes lit up when he realized. he knew exactly who his brother was talking about.

osamu really was a genius.

“y/n..” his tone was unsure, but curious nonetheless. osamu shot a finger gun “bingo.” indicating that his atsumu was right on the money. they paused, staring at one another as if they were reading each others minds. twin telepathy surely was a blessing. if they were both thinking correctly it seems like they’ve got a target.

*incoming facetime from; suna rintaro*

“yes suna?” you answer holding the phone above your face. “what’re you doing tomorrow?” the abrupt question never threw you off anymore, it was common for suna taking you on all kinda of spontaneous adventures on and off campus.

“ ‘m not doing anything, gonna watch horror movies and eat candy.” suna eyed you feigning disgust, what lame plans. “absolutely not..” he scoffs, “the twins invited you to their party tomorrow and you’re going.” the miya twins were mutual friends and have been known to throw some awesome ragers from time to time, how could you decline such an offer?

“i don’t have a costume???” honestly you were trying to find any excuse possible to lessen your chances of coming home wasted on halloween night. but suna had a solution to everything, even this. “wear white, i’ll sort out the rest.” he hung up after the condescending message, leaving you to piece together his surprise.

white, the colour of purity and innocence. nothing is innocent about a college party, especially because,

halloween was the one night a year a girl could dress like a total slut, and no one could say anything about it.

a firm knock was set on your dorm room door. “let’s go” his eyes fixated as you opened the door. suna mildly regrets not taking up the twins’ offer to join them on their escapade tonight, especially with the way that dress hugs your body. he quickly releases himself from the dirty thoughts.

“okay, what’s my costume? you said wear white.” suna’s hand rises from his side revealing a halo. makes sense why he told you to wear white now. it wasn’t until you took in his costume that really made you understand his choice.

he’s dressed in a red button up, except the buttons weren’t being used at all. the devil horns stuck in his hair confirmed the unoriginal costume idea. a few days back he mentioned matching costumes with the rest of his fraternity, and if you had to see the rest of them like this, than you were sure that attending this party was worth it.

the house was loud, as much as it was crowded, suna’s hand around your wrist is the only thing preventing you from getting caught in the ocean of people.

“sunarin! we’re over here.” pi kappa alpha (ΠΚΑ) was one of seven frats at your university, and was definitely the hottest. pretty, rich boys with the world at their disposal. everyone knew this but that never stopped girls from clinging onto them, after all osamu’s arms and atsumu’s abs— focus!

“ah, you made it.” osamu exclaimed opening his arms for a particularly tight hug. you hugged all of them, each cologne scent different from the last. “mind if we steal rin for a minute? won’t be long, promise.” atsumu’s tone of voice couldn’t have been more condescending, talking to you so sweet and saccharin. you nodded, shooting the quintet a small smile, before going to find a drink.

“an angel, cute.” atsumu watched your back was you walked away into a crowd of people. all that clouded his thoughts were all the things he wanted to do to you throughout the night. “get yer head intha game. what are the rules?” osamu chuckled, it was no doubt that he was having the same thoughts as his brother. that’s for sure.

“ ‘ts 10:30, whoever can make her cum the most before midnight first wins. unless you fuck her that is.. she’s a virgin so if you manage to to take her virginity you automatically win. get caught and you have to restart.” the night is young and the rules were set, but there was one question unanswered, whats the prize for a game such as this?

money of course. sex and money have been interchangeable for as long as mankind can remember, no difference here. a thousand dollars put up by each member, totalling to five thousand. winner takes all, loser gets nothing. may the best twin win.

atsumu wasted no time following you to the kitchen hearing the laughs from his friends behind. unfortunate for him bokuto caught your attention a little too quickly. he watched the two of you laugh and introduce yourselves to one another. it wouldn’t go on for much longer, not if atsumu could help it.

“bo-kun! do me a favor would’ya?” he said, slinging an arm over your shoulder. “get some more ice for the cooler, ‘ts intha basement.”

in boy world, this was a territorial interaction meaning; get the fuck out of here.

meanwhile in girl world, you didn’t think anything of it.

bokuto cheerfully agreed uttering “nice meeting you!” before sliding past the crowd of people to go fetch that ice.

“cute costume miya.” you look up to see him above your shoulder. he unhooks his arm from your side, leaning up against the counter. “not too bad yourself. you look,” he pauses for a mere few seconds. thoughts of you and how innocent you look plagued his mind, costume doesn’t help either. something in him was excited to taint that, you’d look so much prettier with your makeup smudged and begging him to make you cum, he thought.

“pretty,” he smiled, eyes shifting around your lips, and neck then back to your eyes. “you look really fucking pretty.”

“nights still young, you like games?” you tilted your head at the question. a suspicious question but how could anyone say no to him. “dependsss..” you drag out the word, tone laced with hesitation. this was all one big game, that you unfortunately didn’t know you were apart of, throwing another in the mix couldn’t hurt.

“how do ya feel about suck and blow?”

—♡︎—

suna forcefully offered up kita’s amex for the game, safe to say that he’s not happy about it.

the game rules were simple; suck and blow, on a card that is. pass the card mouth to mouth without dropping it. drop it and make out with the next person in front of everyone and spend an additional 10 minutes in an enclosed space. sounds easy right? it wasn’t a pi kappa alpha party without this tradition, they have a separate room dedicated for games such as these.

you watched intensely as the card made its rounds over and over you successfully received and passed it on. you were also standing between atsumu and bokuto, yikes! the card was making its way back around and like before it was just a matter of sucking and blowing, until you were locking lips with one of the hottest guys on campus. atsumu ‘dropped the card’ by accident, catalyzing the makeout sesh between the two of you.

it’s hot, it’s sloppy, it’s fucking miya atsumu.

you feel his smile on your lips as he slips his tongue in between yours, aiming for your bottom lip. the whooping, and whistling among the group was enough to encourage the egotism within you both to put on a nice show for everyone. your nails intertwining in his undercut, while his arms hug your waist.

“okay okay,” kita pushes, removing the two of you off of each other. “10 minutes, you know the drill.”

the frat brothers exchange a glance, one of many kita has shared with his little since atsumu started college.

the amount of girls that have survived that room, godspeed.

hearing the door close behind you was almost frightening, even after the spectacle you put on for everyone just now. it wasn’t until you took a few steps in you noticed this is a bedroom, not your average stuffy coat closet.

“suna teach you to kiss like that or what?” he teases, watching you stare at him in disbelief. “can’t believe he hasn’t fucked you yet.”

guess i’ll be the first, he thought.

suna? fucking you? confusion was an understatement really. unbeknownst to you they all thought you were sunas secret fuck buddy till he told them you were untouched.

atsumu almost forgot, and the realization ran through his blood with pure mischief. he was ready to get his hands on you and play with his toy of the night.

“let’s have some fun, yea?” he quips, walking towards you. “fun like what?” unintentionally you take a step back, the two of you flowing in a seamless b-line towards the bed as he goes forward and you go back.

“you’re a big girl right? in college now. ya know what big girls do?” his tone was informative signalling that there’s more to his mini monologue. “big college girls…kiss, and suck, and fuck boys.”

the smooth of your calves hit the sheets.

“a-atsumu i’m—” you’re a stuttering mess, and he finds it adorable.

“you’re what?” he mocks, lifting his voice up an octave to replicate you. it was only a matter of seconds before you were pushed onto the bed with his body caging yours beneath him.

it was all happening so fast, it’s not that you didn’t want to but this has never happened before. being stuck in a room with a guy especially an experienced one was never on you to-do list for today.

atsumu’s done this to many girls. he’s used to fucking bitches every week and you were no different. he never looses and he’s damn sure nothing will change that tonight.

“i’ve never done this before…” shame drowns your conscience as you confess what you thought was a secret. little did you know, he knew.

“s’okay,” his lips pecked against your jaw lightly, he could feel how tense you were but curious as well. “just wanna make you feel good, hmm?” you could feel atsumu’s hand creeping between your thighs though his eyes never leaving yours. this look on your face, the look of a virgin, never gets old for him.

the inquisitive look of “maybe it’s not so bad” staring back at him as he pulls your panties to the side running his fingers along your wet folds. you didn’t protest, or squirm, or defy, you just laid there beady eyes staring, legs spread for him awaiting his touch.

simultaneously, his fingers slide into you with ease while sharing a kiss to keep you quiet, earning a soft moan onto his lips. your body can’t help but concentrate at the foreign feeling of someone else other than yourself fingering you. “ahhh—! s-slow down ‘tsumu, too much!”

“no can do angel, got a lot ridin’ on ya.” completely dismissing your feelings, he continues to pump his fingers into your leaking cunt. “hurts..” you whine. “atsumu it hurts!”

“don’t lie ta me pretty, i can feel you clenching ‘round me.” your face flushed at his words, fluttering around his fingers. besides the slight discomfort it felt so fucking good, you really couldn’t get enough of it.

the humiliation you felt hearing the lewd squelching of his digits fingerfucking you was apparent. you watched in awe as he sped up, arm now jackhammering in and out of you at an ruthless pace. “fuckfuckfuck!” you cry, eyes brimming with tears.

atsumu traps your lips in a messy kiss, tasting a mixture alcohol on each others tongues. whines and whimpers escape fall from your lips onto his at the feeling of the coil in your stomach about to break. the euphoria that overcomes your body when your legs begin to tremble, thighs squeezing around his hand, your virgin cunny covers his fingers in sticky cum.

but his assault on your pussy doesn’t stop there, he’s still going; fucking you through your orgasm. “can’t stop there, you can give me another one baby, know you can.”

“no! c-can’t take it! i—” his hand quickly cups around your lips, muffling any sound that dares to come out of your mouth. time’s almost up and atsumu would throw more than a fit if he got caught and had to restart already.

he could feel it again, your pussy clenching around his fingers. atsumu continued at his gruelling pace, with a slick smile on his face. It was so cute seeing you like this, half an hour ago you walked into this party as an innocent little thing, and now he had you exactly where he wanted you — under him with his fingers buried inside of you, on your second orgasm.

“cumming… ‘m cumming—!” you mumble under the weight of his hand, eyes fluttering shut. “atta-fucking-girl angel.” your chest heaved and knees buckled while you creamed on the blondes fingers once more this time at full force, making you see stars before he pulled out of you.

“wasn’t so hard now was it?” he smiled sucking your slick off of his fingers. atsumu is now leading by two points and cocky was an understatement, he can feel himself growing hard watching your body go limp against the sheets. if he had the time, he’d take you right then and there but there was always an opportunity for that.

“make yourself decent before you come out.” was the last thing he said to you, chuckling while the door clicked shut behind him.

get yourself together! the sound of your own voice mentally cursing you was enough to spring you back to your feet, pulling your dress down, and fixing your hair. luckily for you, everyone continued their conversations, dancing, and games as you crept out the room exhaling heavily with relief.

a few eyes lingered, especially kita’s. he peered at you from afar, while atsumu whispered in his ear. he raised the red solo cup with an upward tilt of his head before smirking in your direction, taking a sip from the cup.

frat boys are just the equivalent to mean girls.

hell, it hasn’t even been five minutes and he’s already going around telling everyone. you couldn’t bare to see it really, causing you to relocate somewhere else in the house, the stairs.

you sat on the wooden steps, eyes glued onto your phone screen. the feeling of someone walking down was evident as the hardwood took a dip at the weight, it was osamu.

he pondered, swirling the liquid courage in his hand. how could he get you on his white linen sheets? he thought. osamu smirked at the idea that popped into his head soon after remembering the common denominator between his bed and that dress you’re wearing.

starring at your back from a few steps above, his eyes moveded to suna who was situated mere meters away from where you sat. he feigns tipping his cup, eyes pointing down to where you sat then back to the brunette.

it was genius, if he ruins that pretty little dress of yours you’ll have no choice but to take it off.

“do it.” suna mouthed covering his words with a cupped hand.

the weight of someone walking down the stairs returns after having paused, you didn’t think much of it until alcohol poured down your shoulder and into your bra from above you.

“sorry angel! that was my bad.” osamu quips, downing the rest of his cup.

“you’ve got to be kidding me..”

“relaaax,” he drawls before reassuring that “you can come change up here.”

—♡︎—

osamu scanned his closet looking for one of his old flings’ clothes murmuring, “no-no-no-too big-too small— damn i should call her..” as he looks through the assortment of clothing.

you waited on his bed partly disgusted at the fact that these clothes were equivalent to trophies.

“check that drawer ta’ your left for something.” he gestures a waving hand, pointing to the side table next to his bed.

the drawer was less then helpful, containing: condoms, an agent provocateur set (brand new, mind you), a bottle of dior sauvage, and a miniature plastic bag with two smiley face pills in it.

he has drugs just laying in his room?

“what’re these?” prodding at the drugs you ask, dangling the bag between delicate fingers.

he turns to face you, smirking when he sees what caught your curiosity. “a pretty girl named, molly.” osamu banged a girl with that name now that he thinks about it.

“you guys seriously take these?” eyes narrowing at the tiny pill analyzing it’s appearance, but wanting to know more at the same time. “are they fun?”

osamu closes the closet door, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed. his attention is focused elsewhere when you display genuine interest in the party drug.

“wanna find out?” he asks with the tilt of his head.

fuck around and find out was an understatement, getting fucked after finding out was more accurate really.

“fuuuuck ‘samu..” your manicure runs through silver hair, as he messily laps at your cunt.

every flick of his tongue making your knees buckle, the pleasure was overwhelming your lower half as he teased your clit with the tip his tongue.

you couldn’t get over how good it feels, what was the point of staying a virgin when there’s men who will pleasure you like the miya twins.

“pussy tastes s’good princess.” he mumbles onto you, sending vibrations up your spine, continuing to eat you like you’re his last meal.

he could feel now eager you were to get off, grinding yourself against his face in hopes to chase the orgasmic high that your body was so close to.

the loud noises of his mouth smothered against your pussy and broken whimpers fill up the room.

loud enough for suna to hear through the bedroom door he’s standing on the other side of. he could feel his erection growing, listening to his best friend taint his virgin girl bestie on the most sinister night of the year.

“righthererighthere! ‘m cumming— oh fuck!” the euphoric feelings of the drug in your system enhanced every last nerve running through your veins.

you’re loud, high pitched whines falling from your throat as you throw your head back, eyes shutting tight.

osamu’s face pushed into your cunt with force, nose nudging at your clit. little did the two of you know, the brunette purposely walked into the room with you on the verge of a mind blowing orgasm and osamu’s mouth quite busy.

“you cumming?” suna asks, gripping your face with slender fingers.

your eyes shoot open to see one of his hands planted on the back of osamu’s head pushing his mouth deeper into your pussy, the other holding your face, taunting from above.

“oh yea, you’re fucked.” he taunts, pushing your lips into a kissy face forcefully moving your head from side to side, observing your features.

suna’s done his fair share to know you weren’t all there, your dilated pupils, flushed face and very vulnerable state gave it away.

“don’t be shy, go on. might be ‘samu going to town on ya but your attentions on me, hmm?”

seeing you tweaked out on the verge of your third orgasm of the night really did it for him.

it was torture, watching and hearing the twins have their fun with you meanwhile he had to watch.

absolutely no fair. he’s the reason you even considered coming to the party at all it wouldn’t be all that bad if he used you as a reward for his efforts, now would it?

“rin!!” you whine, “get out! this is embarrassing!”

suna doesn’t bother listening to your protest. he’s already slid his shirt off, unbuckling his belt watching osamu make you cum.

“move it.” he chuckles, tugging at grey locks.

“hey, i had her first.” osamu scoffs at his friends audacity.

“technically atsumu had her first, but it’s my turn. so, are you gonna keep bitchin’ or get your dick sucked while i fuck her?”

the two boys spoke as of you weren’t even there, like you were just an object for them to play with. this wasn’t about the bet anymore. this was about you, and the fact that they’d never get the opportunity to see your tweaked out, legs spread, off molly ever again.

a once in a lifetime opportunity with you in a position to not protest.

suna’s shadow hovered over you, manipulating your body to fit both of them on osamu’s mattress.

hazy eyes stared into his green ones with incoherent mumbles falling from your lips. seeing you fucked out made him want it that much more.

“hang in there for us pretty.” his voice sounding so sincere, meanwhile rubbing the tip of his cock along your slit.

he pushes into you without warning, stretching your cunt around his girth.

“shit..” he hisses through his teeth. “definitely a virgin, fuck.”

“ah—!” your hand flies to his chest in attempt to get him to slow down. “s’too much..”

“none of that,” osamu coos, grabbing your wrist.

you didn’t even notice that he slid his boxers off, smearing precum on your lips like lipgloss.

“hey ‘samu where’s the—” atsumu says, swinging the door open to the lewdest live scene he’s ever seen. “holy hell.”

“are you gonna stare or join?”

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loko4koko · 4 months

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Cowboy Toji. He's taken over my mind. Imagine him tied up with his own rope, commanding you to help him, but instead, we tease him till he's all hot and bothered.

oh my sweet anon you have NO idea how this ask has affected me 😭 as someone who used to be heavy in the rdr2 fandom, i have a LOT (A LOT) of thoughts about sexy yummy cowboy men hehe

gn!reader but they do wear a dress!

MDNI 18+ BELOW THE CUT

cowboy!toji—well, he isn’t just a cowboy, he’s a bounty hunter. one of the best around, too. he has no rivals because everyone knows they aren’t even close to being as tough as him. he’ll hog tie a bounty right up (or shoot them if they’re being a pain in the ass), sling ‘em on the back of his horse, and when he’s done dropping them at the sheriff’s, he’ll use the hefty reward to celebrate at the nearby saloon.

only, toji may have celebrated a little too hard this time, ‘cause he fell victim to one of the oldest scams in the book. 4 whiskey shots and 2 beers in, toji gets approached by a working girl, and she’s real pretty, too, so who would he be to say no to a little company? so he stumbles off with her, following her lead to a secluded room in the saloon. but what happens there is far from what toji had expected.

when he wakes up, only a couple of hours later, he can’t see anything. the room is dark, and…why does it feel so cold? there’s a grimace on toji’s face as he tries to get up from what he thinks is the floor, only to realize his limbs are completely immobile. ‘that fucking girl…” he thinks, hissing as the ropes tied around his almost completely naked form dig into his flesh. he’s left in nothing but his underwear, grumbling angrily to himself while he tries desperately to wriggle out of his binds. that girl must’ve been a pro at this, though, ‘cause those ropes aren’t budgin’.

you’re in the storage room next door, organizing the newest case of liqour when you hear it. there’s someone groaning, some shuffling, and it startles the hell out of you. you set the box full of alcohol aside and listen further, and when the person swears your eyes widen. you tiptoe your way out to the hall, pressing your ear up against the door of the second, empty storage room. “goddamn thievin’ girl..shit..” you hear them say. it’s a man’s voice, real deep and boy, does he sound angry. your curiosity gets the best of you in the end, so you push the door open, reaching to turn on the lantern near the entrance. it takes a second for your eyes to adjust but when they do, your breath hitches.

there’s a man—just like you’d heard from the other room—and he’s..oh. your face grows hot as you take in the compromising position he seems to be in. his short black hair is tousled, scar on his lip twisted up as he tries to wriggle himself free, and when he looks up at you, it’s like a switch flips inside of you.

“ya mind givin’ me a hand here, doll?”

those dark, brooding eyes follow your every movement as you cross the short distance to reach him. you drop to the floor in front of him, dirtying the long skirt of your dress but you couldn’t care less. you’ve heard stories of a famous bounty hunter, one who could clear rooms with his gaze alone. the one with the scar and the midnight black stallion. the man who rides through the night like death incarnate. the one and only toji fushiguro. and here he was, bound in his own ropes, right in front of you.

your eyes are full of wonder as you take him in, hand subconsciously reaching out to smooth a thumb across his scarred lip. it’s real. he’s real. and he’s bared before you, wrapped up like a present that only you know about. your fingers skip a path down to his chiseled jaw, then further, down past the thick cords of his neck, before they come to a stop on his broad chest. the skin is flawed—healed knife slashes and bullet grazings etched across his pale flesh—but still so soft, so inviting with how it ripples under your delicate touch. as you explore him, your thumb brushes his nipple and he shudders, steely eyes boring into you when you meet his stare.

“this ain’t what i meant by ‘givin’ me a hand, sweetheart’,” he says, voice rumbling low.

“i- i’m sorry, do you..want me to stop?”

he’s silent for a long moment, jaw clenched tight while your hand hovers just off of his toned abdomen. your palm is so close you can still feel the heat radiating from him, and it’s killing you how badly you want that heat on you directly from the source.

“no.”

so you don’t stop. your hands are fully on him now, groping at his chest and caressing his stomach. and when your hand trails lower, your eyes meet his again and he holds your gaze quietly. you can feel how hard he is through his underwear, can feel how hot and big and throbbing he is. lip between your teeth, you take the plunge and grip him tight, barely able to wrap your hand around the girthy shaft. he hisses, eyes still on you, unwavering in their confidence. it doesn’t matter to toji that he’s the one restrained, he knows (in his sober state) that he could intimidate anyone into backing down, and you’re no exception. but there’s something in him, something that he sees in you that has him keening at your touch. in him- addicted, in you- addicting.

you’ve reduced this big, burly, violent man into a grunting mess. there’s sticky spots of pre staining his underwear and his head has fallen back between his bulky shoulders and fuck, he wants to cum, so bad—so fucking bad—but you’re not as sweet as you look, keep slowing the pump of your wrist down when his hips start to grind up into the strokes.

are you going to be nice, be kind to this scary man? or are you going to leave him there, high and dry? choose wisely, he’s a professional at finding people who’ve wronged him…

>thank u for reading ♡︎

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inmyicyworld · 10 months

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Jersey

College! Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Natasha’s idea of getting a jersey with Bucky’s name turned out to be much better than you expected.

Words count: 3.2k

Warnings: established relationships, SMUT, unprotected sex (but they’re both safe and clean), dirty talk, sex in the locker room, a lot of pet names, Bucky is needy and caring, he’s deeply in love.

Author’s note: hey everyone! thank you for your feedback on my last posts, it means a lot to me. so this is my first smut, and I hope you’ll enjoy it. (I became creative with that photo of the red jersey because I couldn’t find a perfect picture, so I edited it for like half an hour😭)

I have many ideas for my future works, but you have something interesting in mind, feel free to write me about it. Maybe I get some inspiration and create something🩷🦋

*English is not my first language. Sorry if you find any mistakes*

masterlist my ao3 ko-fi

It’s been another game for the "Avengers", where your boyfriend Bucky Barnes was a quarterback. Today was one of the most important games against "Hydra" – their biggest enemy. Obviously, you couldn't miss the game, and Natasha, your best friend and roommate, will be with you as always. And right now, she has convinced you to do something that has been on your mind for a long time.

"C’mon, It’ll be fun. He’ll like it, I promise!" She said as you two stood near the place that made custom t-shirts with any prints. And at this moment, Natasha wanted you to order a jersey with Bucky’s number and his name on it.

"I don’t know, Nat. I mean, I want to do it, but what if he thinks that it’s too much?" You nervously played with the hem of your skirt.

"Now stop it." She stood before you and put her hand on her hips like a mother who was scolding her child. "You’ve been dating for more than a year, and his guy loves you so fucking much that he can’t even tear his eyes from you every time you two are in the same room. So when I tell you that he’ll love it, I mean it." You silently looked at her for a few minutes, but when she questionably raised her eyebrow, you finally gave up.

"Fine, you won. I hate you."

"I love you too, baby." Nat chuckled and dragged you to the store.

It seemed like there were thousands of people because everyone wanted to see one of the most important games of the season. People were already taking their seats, but you and Nat went straight to the locker room to wish the guys good luck. Trainer Fury was very strict about this, and it was forbidden for people not from the team to go there, but for some reason Nat always found a way to solve this problem.

"Guys!" Natasha loudly knocked at the door. "Are all of you already dressed up? I’m not in the mood to see somebody’s ass today!"

"Come in!" You heard Thor’s loud voice.

"Oh, I see our support group is here." As soon as you two walked in, Sam ended up between you and Nat and threw his hands over your shoulders, leading you deeper into the room. "Barnes will be here soon; don’t worry."

"Okay. Are you guys ready to beat their asses?" You smiled and looked at the almost entire team that had come to see you and Nat.

"Don’t worry, Sweets, we’ll win, as always." Tony answered you while he was cleaning his helmet. "But you should tell your boyfriend to stay away from Rumlow, or else he’ll be suspended again. By the way, is that jersey with his name?" You quietly nodded as the whole team made an impressive ‘woo’ together.

"You two are disgustingly sweet, you know that?" Sam rolled his eyes, and at the same time, the door slammed. "It’s him; go give him some kisses for luck."

"Shut up, Samuel." You laughed and left their little circle to find Bucky looking at his phone. "Don’t you want to say hi, James?" He moved his eyes to you, and his face immediately lit up with happiness.

"I just wanted to text you." He threw his phone on the bench and came closer to wrap his arms around you. "Hi, doll. I missed you so much today." He mumbled into your neck.

"I missed you too, Buck." You smiled when your heart filled with all the love you had for that man. "But wait, I have to show you something." You slipped out of his hands, excited and nervous at the same time. "Look what I’ve got!" You happily turned around to show Bucky your back and flipped your hair to the side so he could see everything better. "Do you like it?"

You had a big red jersey on you, to which Bucky didn't even pay attention at first. But when you turned around, his mouth went dry and his whole body became fuzzy. You had his number 17 and the word "Barnes" on your back. You were wearing his name.

For a few seconds, he was silent. He didn't answer your answer either, so with confusion written on your face, you faced him again, only to see a weird look on his face.

"What? You don't like it? Should I take this off? I'm sorry…" You started to apologize, only to be interrupted by his low voice.

"Don't you dare take this off, Y/N." He suddenly came closer to you again, and the next thing you knew, your back was slapped against the metal lockers when Bucky’s lips attacked you. He kissed you passionately and deeply, pressing his body against yours as if he was desperate to touch you and feel you closer. You couldn’t hold back the quiet moan that escaped your mouth when he tilted your head with his hand, helping his tongue slip into your mouth.

You thought that you heard the screams of the boys on the other side of the room, but they were really muffled when your head was filled with the thought of your boyfriend’s soft lips and warm skin. Bucky finally broke the kiss, leaving you two catching your breath while he put his forehead on yours and closed his eyes.

"You don’t understand what you’re doing to me. You look so fucking hot in this jersey, I want to fuck you right now." He whispered so only you could hear. "You made me hard, doll." To prove his words, he pushed his hips a little bit closer to you so you could feel the hardness.

"‘M sorry; I didn’t know that you would react like that."

"Hey, Buck, we should already go." Bucky’s grip on your waist became only tighter, when he heard Steve’s voice, and he nuzzled into your neck.

"Give me a minute."

"The game is gonna start soon."

"I said, give me a minute, Steve!" He said it louder. Bucky deeply inhaled, and it was obvious that he just needed some time to calm down.

"Shh, it’s okay, James." You put your hands through his hair because you knew that it would instantly relax him. "You're gonna win this game, right? And without fights."

"I’ll do everything for you. I just love you so much, doll." He whispered into your neck when his body finally relaxed and he was able to move away from you.

"I love you too, James." He quickly kissed you again before turning around to face the team, who had knowing smirks on their faces.

"You two should get a room." Sam had an annoyed look on his face.

"Don’t worry, Birdbrain, we will. Are you ready for the game, or are you gonna stand here and complain all day?" Bucky winked at you and went out of the room without waiting for the answer from Sam.

"So…" Natasha suddenly appeared near you. "Did you make The White Wolf hard by just wearing a shirt with his name on it?" She grinned, as it was her original plan that worked.

"Oh, shut up!"

The game was tough. Hydra played dirty as always, and Bucky almost got into a fight with Rumlow during the intense moment. You almost jumped out of the seat during the last few minutes of the game, and when "Avengers" finally won, you and Natsha screamed at the top of your lungs.

As soon as the team was done cheering and hugging, Bucky looked at the seat where you were supposed to be but saw only Nat, who pointed at you already standing near the rim. He ran to you with the biggest smile on his face, and when he finally reached you, he crushed his lips into yours.

You didn’t care that many people looked at you, even though you knew that some particular groups of girls would gossip about it for the next week because… well, everyone wanted your boyfriend. You just wrapped your hands around his sweaty neck and pulled him closer to you as far as you could with a fence between you two.

"I’m so proud of you, baby." You whispered into his lips. "You were amazing as always."

"Thank you, doll. I'm happy that you’re here with me." He looked into your eyes as his right thumb rubbed your cheek.

"You know I couldn’t miss your game, especially if it’s that important."

"Mhm, can you… come to the locker room in like twenty minutes?" Bucky nervously licked his lips.

"To the locker room? I thought we were going to celebrate it with the team as always."

"Maybe later, but I’m thinking of something, so come, ‘kay?" He started to go back to the field, but not before giving you another sweet kiss on the lips.

You sat in the cafeteria for about twenty minutes, passionately waiting for the appropriate time to go to the locker room because you really didn’t want to see another naked man that wasn’t your boyfriend. One such experience was enough for you. You asked Nat to come with you, but when you repeated Bucky’s words to her, she just gave you a mysterious smirk and patted you on the shoulder, saying that you better go there alone.

When you finally got there and knocked on the door, you heard only Bucky’s voice, who told you to come in.

"James? What’s going on?" You asked as you came further into the room. It was empty except for Bucky, who came out of nowhere and locked the door. "What are you doing?"

He didn’t answer you; he just crossed the room, kissed you, and pushed your back into the metal lockers, just as he did it a few hours ago. He was greedy, passionate, and a little bit too rough, so you couldn’t keep the moan from escaping your mouth. Bucky’s hands squeezed your hips and then went higher under your jersey.

"Bucky…" You pulled away from the kiss, but he took advantage of it and started kissing your neck. Your eyes rolled back as you squeezed his shoulders and completely forgot everything you wanted to say. He sucked your soft skin into his mouth and even bit you. It was obvious that he desperately wanted to leave dark marks on your neck, but, honestly, you didn’t care. He smelled too good fresh out of the shower, with his bare chest and low-rise gray sweatpants, and his mouth… God, you knew what his mouth could do. "Baby, we can’t do it here."

"We can, and we will." He left your neck and looked at you, leaving only a few inches between your faces. "You can’t imagine how hard it was for me not to bend you over the closest surface when you showed me that fucking shirt. With my name on it? So everyone could see that you’re mine?" Bucky licked his already swollen lips. You pressed your thighs together, feeling how wet you were. He definitely felt that motion because his eyes became darker, and he looked like he was going to devour you at that same place.

"James…" You quietly whimpered, not being able to hold yourself anymore.

"Baby, fuck– doll, I love it when you call me that. You drive me insane." He decided not to lose any more time, so his hands went straight to the button of your jeans. He helped you get out of them, not losing a chance to touch your bare legs. "Now turn around, baby." You heard a deep moan, probably when he saw the back of the shirt again.

"Bucky, please." You whispered when you felt that more juices came out of you. You loved when your boyfriend became needy and possessive.

"Look at you, doll. You're already ready for me, and I haven’t even touched you yet." He said that when he put his hand over your pussy, he probably felt the heat and pulse. "I would’ve eaten you out, but I need you too fucking much, so I promise to do it when we get to my place."

"O-okay, just do something, please." You pushed your ass back and heard a loud, deep moan as soon as you touched Bucky’s hard cock through his pants. You put your hands behind your back to try to push down his clothes, and at the same time, Bucky removed your black thongs.

You felt his hard cock on the bare skin of your ass, the tip already leaking with pre-cum. Bucky squeezed your ass with his hands and moved his hips. His perfectly shaped cock grinded against your wet folds, and you couldn’t stop a whimper from escaping your throat.

"Please, don’t tease me–" You didn’t even finish the sentence when Bucky moved forward and buried himself deep inside of you. The mixture of pain and pleasure washed over you, and you didn’t even realize that you moaned too loudly. He was too perfect, filling you completely and stretching you around him in the most delicious way.

"Sh-h, sweetheart, you don’t want other people to hear you, right?" One of Bucky’s hands slipped under your shirt and laid on your stomach, and the other one covered your mouth, pulling you closer to his chest. "Good girl." He mumbled into your ear when you shook your head.

Bucky pulled away from you, still staying deep inside of your heat, letting you adjust to his size. He put one hand from your mouth on your back, which made you lean forward toward the lockers. The cold metal cooled your hot skin, but it still felt like you were burning inside.

Bucky finally started moving his hips, and the filling of his dick coming in and out of you made you almost faint. You two had sex a million times, but it still amazed you how full and satisfied he made you feel.

"That’s right, doll. You’re so greedy for my dick, huh?" He started to go faster, and you tried to move your body to his rhythm. "Was this your plan? Showing me that fucking jersey, so I could fuck you like a little slut you actually are?" His hand went over your back, tracing letters on your shirt with his fingers, and his motions became harder. In fact, it wasn’t your idea, but you should definitely thank Natasha because you really didn’t expect your boyfriend to become even more obsessed with you.

Your mouth opened in a silent scream, and you clenched around Bucky’s cock, making him moan. "I feel how you’re clenching ‘round me. I know that you like it when I call you my slut. Only mine."

"Yes, Bucky– James, please." A sudden slap on your right cheek pulled another moan out of you, and Bucky just chuckled, knowing that you’re always loud with him.

"Please what, baby?"

"Let me cum, please– James! I’m so close." You felt too overwhelmed with pleasure, not even realizing that you started crying when his fingers moved to your clit, drawing little circles there.

"Fuck, one day I’m gonna make you Mrs. Barnes, so you will have a well-damn reason to wear this shirt." He deeply chuckled, moving harder and harder into you. More nasty sounds of skin slapping into skin and your not-so-quiet moan filled the room. "Can you imagine that, baby? Being my cute little wife, who likes when I fuck the shit out of her? Poor doll, crying. Can’t even handle my cock deep inside your pussy, can’t you?" He moved even deeper into you, and that was it.

"God– James!" You slammed your hands on the metal near your face, trying to find something to hold onto, as the wave of heat and extreme pleasure covered your whole body and mind. Your legs trembled, and the only thing that kept you straight was Bucky’s strong hands. He felt that you were over the edge, that you couldn’t stand on your legs, and he definitely felt more juices coming out of you. He looked down and saw how his shiny cock was coming in and out of your pussy that was particularly choking him, and that sight threw him over the edge. With the last movement, he pulled your body into him, wrapping his hands around you and releasing his hot seed deep inside of you.

You both moaned at the feeling of you being so full of his cum that it had already started dripping down your thighs.

"That’s it, baby." Bucky whispered into your ear. "You did so well. Are you okay?" He left light kisses on your cheek.

It was too intense; not a single thought came to your head, and for a few seconds you tried to put yourself together.

"Mhm." It was the only thing that you were able to answer because your body was still trembling with the leftovers of your intense orgasm.

You two stayed in that position for a few minutes until Bucky realized that you had become too sleepy. He tried to pull out, but you grabbed his hand.

"‘M too sensitive." You almost cried.

"I know, sweetheart, but now I have to clean you and take you home." Bucky gently came out of you, and your body got goosebumps at the feeling of his cum leaking out of you. It took him all the strength not to shove it back into you with his fingers, but you were obviously too tired, and he couldn’t properly take care of you since you weren’t at his or your bedroom.

Bucky fell on his knees, quickly took a towel from his bag on the floor, and carefully cleaned the mess between your thighs. He reached for your panties, helped you put them back, leaving a soft kiss on your leg, and then helped you sit on the bench.

He looked at your sleepy and tired face while putting on his clothes.

"Hey, doll? You’re too quiet. Is everything okay? Was I too rough?"

"I’m ‘kay, it was just as intense as when you make me come many times in one night. Just help me with my jeans; I can’t feel my legs."

"Of course, sweetheart." He helped you with your pants and then fixed your messy hair. You couldn’t imagine how you must’ve looked right now. "I love you so much. Thank you for being here today. You’re truly the best thing that ever happened to me." Bucky kissed your forehead and wrapped his hands around your body, standing up with you.

"I love you too, Buck. So so much." You happily buried your face into his neck, knowing that your boyfriend was going to take care of everything.

He picked up his bag and keys for the locker room and came out of there. Bucky didn’t even close the door when he heard a familiar voice.

"Do not tell me that you two did what I think you did!" Sam was standing there a few steps away with disgust and shock on his face. "I didn’t expect that from you, Y/N/N." He joked.

"Sorry, Sam." You moved away from Bucky’s neck and tried to give Sam your best apologetic smile.

"Well, I’m not. Since you’re here, close the door, Birdbrain; we hurry."

Sam stood there for a few more moments after Bucky left with you in his arms.

He decided that the headphones that he left in the room could wait until another time.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky fic #bucky x female reader #james bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #college bucky barnes #football player bucky barnes #marvel smut #bucky barnes smut #marvel fanfiction

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itsyourstarboy · 1 year

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Streamer!Honey Headcanons Pt.5

First Part

AT LONG LAST.... THE STREAMER!HONEY HEADCANONS FINALE

Note: This may be the last part, but it is not the end of Streamer!Honey!!! Just the long-winded headcanon posts. I have more planned for the future ^^ mini-fics, shitposts, all sorts of shenanigans <3

—

The punch became a meme. Honey hates it, and Guy hates that Honey hates it.

But god if it isn’t hilarious.

It took a good few months for Honey to stop beating themself up over it, and now they are able to look back on it and laugh. They even have a GIF of the moment as an alert for gifted subs.

—

Charity streams!!! Honey loves doing them. It’s fun, and for a good cause.

And, though it’s fun, sometimes it can get out of hand.

It was meant to be a joke! But, before they knew it, they hit the donation goal...

♡♡♡♡♡♡

HFDJSFEJGGFJSK

IM FREAKING OUT

CANTWAITCANTWAITCANTWAIT

I can’t believe they’re actually doing this 🤭🤭🤭

I DONT KNOW IF MY GAY LITTLE HEART WILL BE ABLE TO HANDLE IT

The sound of the door opening made chat go mostly still.

Honey, very reluctantly with an embarrassed scowl on their face, stepped into camera view.

They stood stiffly, pondering how they ended up here. Here, on stream, in front of thousands of perfect strangers...

Wearing a maid outfit.

Not even a comfortable one! It was frilly, and itchy, and the skirt was way too fucking short.

OMFGNO I FCKING CANT-

🤣🤣🤣🤣

I CANT BREATHE

OH MY GOOOOOOOD

You look so cute!!!

THIS WAS SO WORTH THE MONEY

IM WHEEZING AND I CANT FIND MY INHALERR

HSGJJFHZJAHHAHAHAH

Oh 😳😳

WHY IT LOOK KINDA GOOD THO??

[HONEY’S] TOO HOT THEY KILLED SOMEBODY

“I hate everything,” Honey muttered, as they tried to tug the dress down. It was bad enough that it was so revealing, but it also wouldn’t zip up all the way.

♡♡♡♡♡♡

It would only get worse, however, as the next goal would add thigh highs.

And the one after that would add...

SAY NYA RIGHT FUCKING NOW

AaaaawwwWWWW WHAT A CUTE KITTY

You mean “right fucking meow?”

THEY LOOK SO PISSED LMAO

SAY NYA RIGHT FUCKING MEOW

They’re gonna kill us 😭😭😭😭

IM QUEER

With what? Their wittle paws?? 😽😽

This is my phone lockscreen now

Simp

“Yeah, you all better enjoy this, ‘cause I’m never doing it again.”

Doubt it, this is the fastest we’ve ever raised money

NOOOOOOOOO

Still waiting for you to say nya

NYAAAAAANTS INGONYAMA BAGITHI BABA

ITS THE CIIIIIIIIRRRRCLE OF LIIIIIIIIIFEEE

“I’m not saying that.”

tf you’re not-

★someone donated $50★

SAY NYA BITCH

Honey heaved out a sigh that bordered a growl, and very blandly, “nya.”

As Chat cheered and went practically feral, Honey could only be glad that this couldn’t possibly get any wors-

They froze as they heard the Jaws theme start playing.

“Oh f-”

HE’S HEEEERE

YEEEEEEEESS

HoneysHeaven: wowah 😳

THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER

HOLY CRAP SOMEONE TAGGED HIM ON TWITTER 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

HoneyHeaven: hey there Honey ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

SOMEONE SNITCHED????

Honey braced their elbows on their desk and hid their face in their hands. “Go back to working.”

HoneysHeaven: I will if you promise to still be wearing that when I get home 👀👀

“I’m burning it as soon as this stream ends.”

NOO YOU CANT BURN IT YOU LOOK SO SEXYY 😩😩

The boy just wants to see you all dolled up Boo, let him have his treat

“The next 15 minutes are going to be hell.”

HoneysHeaven: oooh the next goal you put on a collar, hm? 😏😏

Guy ur killing even me rn

OH WAIT I JUST GOT GUYS USERNAME

HoneysHeaven: Honey can you send me like $70

“I am not sending you money.”

HoneysHeaven: awww cmon 🥺🥺 my break ends in 2 minutes I just want to see you in a collar

ITS FOR CHARITY

DONATE TO THE CAUSE

“I’ll put you in a collar,” Honey grumbled with their arms crossed tightly.

HoneysHeaven: wouldn’t be the first time 😉

HOW DO WE RAISE ANOTHER 500 IN 10 MINUTES

AYO WHAT????

—

Guy likes interrupting Honey’s streams unprompted. He loves seeing the smile on their face. The gentle one that they wear while doing what they love. It makes him want to smother them in kisses.

Sometimes when he does this, he forgets about the mask and glasses. There have been plenty of times where he’s nearly accidentally exposed his face to the world, and it gives his honey a mini heart attack each time.

Honey made the executive decision to rearrange their setup so that the door was no longer in view. That way, Guy could spontaneously enter as much as he pleased.

—

Honey was still streaming when Guy returned home from work. They had told him in advance that this stream would be dragging on a bit longer than normal.

♡♡♡♡♡♡

Honey looked up as they heard the door click open. Guy entered, waving a paper bag around.

“Honeeeey,” he sang, “I’ve brought you somethiiiiing.”

is that the boy i hear 👀👀👀

EVERYONE SHUT UP I NEED TO WITNESS THIS

DETROIT CAN WAIT THIS IS IMPORTANT

Honey eyed the bag skeptically as Guy drew closer, “should I be worried?”

“No,” Guy laughed, stopping right outside of the camera’s view. “I brought you donuts!”

“Ooh, really? What’s your motive?”

“Wha-? Motive!? Why do you think I would have a motive?”

Honey raised an eyebrow at their boyfriend and smirked.

Immensely offended, Guy scoffed, “what, am I not allowed to bring the most important person in my life a treat? Purely out of my own volition and the kindness of my heart?”

“I was joking before, but now I’m actually suspicious...”

“Just take the donuts, Honey,” Guy softly spoke with a warm smile, holding out the bag and leaning forward.

When Honey’s hand brushed against his own, Guy leaned closer, his other hand cupping the back of their neck. He held the bag up to hide his face from viewers as he placed a gentle kiss on his partners cheek.

Honey, growing ever more flustered, let out a nervous chuckle as they pushed Guy away and accepted the gifts.

AWWWWHDWSAIHDGDKDSBIDS

ITS HAPPENING

OMG

DID HE KISS THEM??

WHERE IS THE CLIP I NEED TO SEE THAT AGAIN

When you’re so lonely you’re living vicariously through someone in your screen

UH YEAH THATS THE POINT

OF COURSE

I GOT THE CLIP I GOT IT

Chat wouldn’t stop talking about it for the entire rest of the stream.

And for the next 4 streams after that...

—

Chat knows that Guy is important to Honey. No other roommate of theirs has ever become such a big part of their life, everyone knows that they have to be something more.

They stopped bugging Honey about it after a year. It's just kind of common knowledge that these two have a lot of chemistry, but asking straight up about their relationship won't work.

Not that having an answer would change anything, Chat loves seeing how happy Honey is with Guy.

—

It took a little over a year for Honey to agree, but finally they are streaming a game with Guy!!

They're playing Raft. Honey in their streaming room, and Guy in the living room. They're communicating through discord, and Chat is having a blast.

♡♡♡♡♡♡

"Did you finish building that engine yet?" Honey asked, filling a chest with some items.

"No, I thought you were going to do it," Guy answered.

"I literally told you to go ahead and make one two minutes ago!"

"I was busy distracting the shark while you were scavenging all that shit underwater!"

We should get them couples counciling

Guy can't keep being shark bait ooh ah ah 😭😭

I still don't understand the point of this game

It's his destiny

Raft

raft

The point is raft

RAFT

"Honey, I think I'm dying. My hunger bar is low."

"Then eat something, we have plenty of food."

"I don't think I can make it back in time," Guy whined.

"Wh- where are you??"

You could practically hear Guy's pout, "I went back on the island because you were mad at me."

"I am not mad at you," Honey responded, exasperated, "where are you at on the island?"

"Uhmm... I'm in a place with lots of trees."

"Okay, I'm bringing you some shark meat."

"The shark is dead?"

"Yeah I killed it."

[HONEY] MOVE FASTER WE CANT LET HIM DIE

They are playing the game so wrong I am ripping my hair out

Tip: multiple sails will make you go faster

They can play however they want to 😡

The only right way to do anything is the [Honey] and Guy way

"Oh shi-" Guy started, "I'm dead."

"You're fiiine."

"No, my character just collapsed from hunger."

"Don't be dramatic, I'm almost there."

"I'm not being dramatic!! I died!!!"

"A little death never killed anybody."

Honey found Guy's character, limp on the ground, and picked him up.

"Alright, you big baby, I'll take you to the bed."

"Oooooh," Guy sang impishly, "you're carrying me to bed?"

"Yep."

"What are you gonna do with me once we get there?"

"When we get there, you are gonna build that goddamn engine!"

Upon arrival to the raft, Honey discovered something...

"Where the fuck is the bed??"

Guy coughed out a laugh, "oh, uhm- I might've taken it with me when I left."

"Why would you do that!?!?"

"Because you were mad at me!!!"

"I swear to god-" Honey dropped Guy's carcass on the raft and went to collect materials to make another bed.

"Honeeeeey," Guy whined, "this wooden floor is hard."

Honey sighed, "I'm making you a bed, hold on."

"Come lay underneath meeee."

AGDKSGAKBFK

Boi he wants them under him 👀👀

Can't believe they let Guy die, I'll never forgive them for this 😢🤧😖 /lh /j

Our boy really stepped up his flirting game 😳😳😳

Too bad [Honey] is too oblivious

They're not oblivious, they're an asshole

A distinct sound of sharp teeth chomping into their hard work caught Honey's attention.

"Fuckin' hell," they murmured, "the stupid shark is back."

"Hurry up making the bed and I can kill it," Guy offered.

"I thought you were making the bed," Honey retorted.

Guy scoffed, "Honey!!!!"

"I gotta stab the shark, hold on."

Cold blooded

Yeah

They don't deserve Guy I'm gonna kidnap him

That shark is an endangered species!!!

DoNT YOU DARE GUYNAP OUR BELOVED BOY

Finally, finally, Honey returned and placed Guy's character on the bed. He sprang up immediately.

Guy's cheerful voice started up, "yayyy, thank you Hone-" and was cut off with a yelp.

The shark had glitched through the bottom of the raft and attack Guy. It scared him half to death, but Honey?

Honey was laughing hysterically.

And it was music to Guy's ears.

Gasping for breath, they kept trying to say something, but continuously fell into a fit of giggles.

Guy was barely able to form his own words without laughing, trying to feign offense at his honey's joy in seeing him hurt. But hearing them laugh so heartily? He couldn't help but melt.

And he didn't want to just hear it, he wanted to see it.

"I'm coming to get you, Honey!" He announced, just before darting towards their room.

"No, no no!" They tried to object, but it was too late as Guy came bursting in.

They were in his arms and on the floor in an instant, tears streaming down their face as they tried to breathe.

Their face hurt from smiling, and they tried to calm down, but as soon as their breathing slowed Guy started to tickle them.

"Guy-! No!! Stop it!" They squealed and squirmed, but to no avail. Their previous laughing fit left them exhausted.

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

I feel like we shouldn't be watching this

HES SO CUTE????

GUY FACE REVEAL!!!!!

EVERYONE SHIELD YOUR EYES

TURN OFF YOUR DEVICES THIS IS ILLEGAL

Wait I think I've seen him before!

When all settled down, Guy and Honey were nothing but a mess of tangled limbs on the floor, just barely out of frame.

"I love you, Honey," he said softly.

Honey smiled, "I love you too."

—

When the couple realized that Guy was no longer anonymous, Honey made him start carrying pepper spray while he worked.

Gotta keep the boy safe.

The End.

A/N: Thank you for reading the Streamer!Honey series ♡ I've loved writing it, and it makes me so happy that you all loved it as well!

#redacted streamer!honey #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted headcanons #redacted guy #redacted honey #redacted fanfic #redacted writing #redacted au #the person that recognized guy may or may not have been asher #peep the W2H reference

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nickfowlerrr · 2 years

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💜: au’s you’d like to see from me and with which character

A short fake dating AU with mean!Bucky (maybe add a little dark seasoning here and there 👀)

A drabble is just fine with this!!

I.O.U

pairing: dark!bucky x reader

warnings: blackmail. allusion to sex. definitely dubcon.

words: 1.6k

notes: love this idea! i wrote this in a car and forgot to save it after making some changes i thought made it better but they’re gone and i didn’t remember all of them 😭 so i tried but definitely don’t think i did it justice. also this is my attempt at something short 💀… might write something else with this au in the future bc it has so much potential- anyway! here’s this lol thank you so much @mellifluous-honey for sending this in 🖤

“God, you’re such a dick,” you said in a huff, annoyance lacing your voice as you examined the deep red evening gown he had hanging for you. The neckline was plunging and the fit of the waist was sure to highlight your figure. It was gorgeous, you couldn’t deny that, but maybe a little too sexy for the event you were going to. On top of that, Bucky’s snide remarks from the moment you showed up, in regards to your dress - the one you bought specifically for tonight and were actually really excited about, were really pissing you off. You could feel him staring at you as you stared at the dress, finally removing it from the hanger and turning around to face him as you both stood in his bedroom.

Bucky was always gruff with you and always annoyed about something when it came to you, so you were still confused as to why he was insisting you go as his fake date to this thing. “Just a reminder, I’m doing you the favor here, not the other way around.”

“You’re doing me a favor? No, you owe me. Now stop complaining and fucking listen,” he snarled.

“I said I’d be your date, not your dress up doll. If you wanted someone to hang off of your arm all night looking pretty, you really could have just paid someone. Seems like a wasted opportunity using this iou for a date, of all things. And a waste of my talents, too. I mean, there’s so many things you could get me to do for you with this hanging over my head.”

“I’m counting on it,” he said lowly, seemingly speaking to himself, though you certainly heard him. Before you could question what he meant, he continued, louder this time.

“I’m giving you five minutes and if you don’t have that dress on, I’m gonna put it on for you.”

You rolled your eyes at his dramatics, though started to relent.

“You actually might have to help me - there’s no way in hell I’m getting in this by myself.”

Bucky was behind you in a second, pulling down the zipper of the dress you arrived to his apartment in without another word.

“Wow, excuse you!” you yelped in surprise, holding the bust of the dress flush against your chest as it threatened to fall with his tugging.

“I’m not showing up late to this stupid gala and giving Stark any more ammunition to use against me than he already has.”

“I don’t understand why you care so much what he thinks, anyway,”

“No, you don’t understand, and you never will,” he snapped as he spun you around so you were face to face with him, his dark eyes burning down at you.

“Let it drop,” he said gravely, gaze lowering to the loose material of your gown you were still clutching.

You felt yourself get hot, breath catching in your throat as he stared at you with a look you hadn’t seen from him before. Almost hungry.

“Now,” he growled.

At that, you let the dress fall down your body, standing before him in nothing but your shape wear, every curve you had being hugged perfectly, your figure on full display.

“Good, you can follow directions. Keep doing that,” he stated. “You don’t wanna make this night any harder on yourself than it has to be,” he cooed with a devilish smirk playing on his lips as he took a step closer to you.

“Step into it.”

You bit your tongue, turned around, and listened while he secured the elaborately designed back of the dress, leaving your previous gown in a crumpled pile on the floor. You felt him staring as his hands smoothed down your waist, hips and finally around your ass. “Perfect,” he said under his breath, again seemingly talking to himself.

You didn’t know what to say or do. You weren’t sure if you should feel threatened or turned on by his actions and menacing tone.. and the glint of lust you swore you had seen in his eyes.

“Let’s get going, doll. You make me late and that’s just another thing you’re gonna have to make up for.”

It was both, you realized. Definitely both.

Later that night found you stuck to Bucky’s side as if you were being bound to him by some unforeseen force. Not that anyone could tell, though. You were all smiles and laughs during the boring conversations and meetings of people you couldn’t have cared less about. You hated these things - never showed up when you didn’t have to, yet here you were.

Tuning out the droning voices from the conversation Bucky was taking part in at the moment with Sam and some other people you vaguely recognized from some of the news organizations and publications, you almost missed it when one of them asked, “So, how long have you two been dating?”

You looked to Bucky, mouth open and ready to correct them, but he didn’t even glance back as he spoke in response, not missing a beat.

“Just a couple weeks now,” he said with a classic smile, almost a smirk, as you looked up at him confused for a moment before you felt him squeezing, more accurately, pinching your waist. You forced a smile and accepted the other man’s compliment on how lovely of a couple you made. Sam eyed the both of you, but didn’t seem to really question the validity of your apparent new relationship.

“I knew there was something going on between the two of you,” he started. “Congratulations,” he grinned, clinking his glass with Bucky’s then your own before walking away to mingle with some of the other guests, working to get these people on the Avenger’s side again. That’s what the main point of tonight was anyway, staying in the good graces of the people. Especially after the shitshow of a mission you guys were fucked on just a few weeks prior. Luckily, though, attention on you and Bucky was minimal.

Alone again, you needed to figure out what story Bucky was telling to people and why he didn’t think to loop you in.

“A couple weeks?” you intoned.

“Call it courting.”

“Okay, what’s going on, Bucky? I’m your date, but we’re not dating. You can’t just tell people that. I thought this was a one time thing,” you were stunned into stopping your rant as Bucky, with his ever tight hold on you, led you out of the main room through the back door, nearly dragging you down one of the unlit, closed off hallways in the level of the tower you currently found yourselves on. He turned on you and you pressed yourself against the wall behind you as he invaded your space. You were feeling cornered and scared. And god help you, a little turned on, too.

“I saved your ass from being killed and then again from being kicked off the team because you refuse to listen to simple directions. I covered for you, lied for you, and I’ve put myself on the line for you repeatedly. You owe me more than just a date to a gala, sweetheart. So this is over when I decide it’s over.” He said menacingly as his face got ever closer to yours.

“And it’s far from over,” he breathed in your ear before his lips ghosted the delicate skin of your neck. Your lips parted as you gasped and your body refused to move as you allowed him to hold you, even as his grip on your waist got tighter and his kisses hotter.

Again, you didn’t know what to do. Was he really blackmailing you into, what, dating him? It seemed insane. Yet there was no indication that he was joking or just messing with you. No, he was serious. And he had so much over you, you couldn’t stop this and leave with your career or reputation in tact. So was this just going to happen, then? No question or concerns on whether you wanted him or not…Not that you’d never considered Bucky before, but he acted like he hated you. And you’d never admit it to anyone, but, he scared you sometimes, too.

Maybe it was obvious and you had just been trying to convince yourself otherwise. There was always a dark look in his eyes when it came to you. Something deeper than you’d ever wanted to consider. It was becoming more and more clear his intentions as you writhed against him while he pushed you further into the wall with his body, your breath becoming more shallow as you continued, a soft whimper escaping every now and again. His hands and lips wandering everywhere they could.

You cried out a little too loudly when he bit your neck a little too hard while he groped your ass. You could feel him smile against your skin as he did. He pulled back from you and grabbed your face in his metal hand, his hold harsh as he forced you to look at him. “Don’t worry too much, sweetheart. This can be fun for the both of us. Just do what I say and I’ll make sure we’re both happy, got it?”

You stared up at him with doe eyes as he moved your head to nod in agreement. You didn’t have a choice.

“Good,” he breathed before his lips crashed into yours. You didn’t fight him, his earlier words ringing in your ears. You didn’t want to make this night any harder than it had to be. You didn’t know how, but you trusted he could easily make it worse on you.. So this was just the beginning. Leaving the gala behind, you ended up back at his apartment. Another dress crumpled on the floor as you did what he wanted. You owed him. And now he owned you.

#bellasburdens one year celebration 💙#mean!bucky #dark!bucky #dark bucky #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #dark bucky x reader #dark!bucky barnes #dark!bucky x reader #dark bucky barnes

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thejujvtsupost · 5 months

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Can you plz do a geto surguru x sorcerer reader story maybe a bit angst like from him leaving and the reader heartbroken but doesn't care and joins him cuz she loves him, something of that sort? I'm not picky I just wish for my of geto surguru 😭🥺

He Left You // From Afar

Hiiii anon I’ve got a drabble for you! I struggle with Geto angst of any kind especially from his defection era because he really just needs a hug and some counseling but I did my best 💗

Notes: F!reader, angst, reader is a sorcerer, established relationship, light stalking, comfort??, don’t be like them they’re both a little crazy making wild choices, Geto doesn’t start a cult- he just leaves the jujutsu world behind, We live in a river in Egypt bc none of that is canon forgive me.🥴

Geto leaves overnight and thus leaves you behind. You were suffering too, you were depressed too, and he had the audacity to leave you and Gojo- his supposed best friend- behind. You hated him for it.

For months you were bitter from the abandonment and his defection. No news of his whereabouts, zero contact. He left you.

Geto couldn’t stay. He couldn’t watch his friends be exploited and killed too young. Just like Haibara, sent out alone on a mission he had no business being involved in.

He couldn’t stay but he couldn’t completely leave either. Unbeknownst to you, he was hiding but never too far.

Of course he couldn’t leave you behind truly. You held his heart, and after two months, he cracked and started looking after you.

From afar. Far enough that you wouldn’t pick up on his energy, far enough that you wouldn’t be reminded of his abandonment.

It hurt to stay away but he made his bed to lie in. That’s what he told himself every time he was tempted to reach out to you or Satoru. He let your graduation pass by and soon your lives were moving forward without him.

But you… eighteen months after he left- he returned.

He returned to your apartment and waited for you to come home from the stupid date he spotted you on. You were wearing that little red dress he loved so much on you to meet with some other man.

Fine, he would admit that he was jealous. Leaving meant he couldn’t keep you. But you were still his. Still his doll, his love.

And his love was unlocking her door while bidding her date farewell. At least he was a gentleman.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” This was the first time in eighteen months you laid eyes on him. You were furious.

“How did you even- what. No. Get out. Now.” Your voice was already cracking.

God he missed you so badly, the fire in your eyes was captivating even if he was on the receiving end. “You’re dating?”

“Are you stalking me or something? That’s not your business, you left me. You left me and I was alone- not even a breakup text-” the tears started flowing freely, your heart couldn’t take it.

“I’ve been checking on you every so often, wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“Do I fucking look okay to you?” You left him standing in the living room, a man wasn’t going to prevent you from being comfortable in your own apartment.

“Gorgeous actually.” He followed you, only waiting outside your bedroom door so you could change. He at least had the civility to not cross your boundaries. You hated that you were blushing so easily.

Once into your comfortable clothes, you slam the door open and cross the hall into your bathroom to remove your makeup before it could stain your face further.

Of course he followed you, taking a moment to lean against the door frame and admire you closer than he had in over a year.

Then his arms were snaking around your waist from behind. “But you should know you’re always gorgeous.” He continued his thought from a few minutes prior. He knew he couldn’t sway you with a few compliments but that wasn’t going to stop him from telling the truth.

You were paralyzed and unable to meet his gaze in the mirror, you could easily push him away and you didn’t want to. You hated that he still felt like home.

You hated that you turned around and were relaxing into his embrace, spiraling down into sobs when he held you tighter against him and rubbed his hand down your back in a soothing manner. “I hate you so much. You can’t pop in and out of my life Suguru, I won’t let you break me again. I can’t handle it.”

“I want you to come with me, doll. I didn’t want to leave you behind but I couldn’t stay there- I just couldn’t.” He started choking up, “I’ve been off the grid in a cabin, come with me? Please?”

Could you actually just leave like he did? Your friends, job, entire life? All to be with Suguru?

“I won’t cut all contact.”

“You don’t have to, phones exist.”

“And I’m not giving up Netflix or the internet.”

“I live in a cabin, not the wilderness doll.” This wasn’t a laughing matter but he couldn’t help but be fond of your stubbornness. “I have power and internet.”

Could you really leave everything behind?

Yeah. Yeah, you could.

Thinking of making a request? Check my bio to see if they’re open! <3

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i’ve been the last few asks about euro and jack and the 6’7 energy and all of that and i’ll be using a little sign off for fun!!! 💋

i believe that twins!euro and jack have always been known to fight and argue, not just arguing, like full blown fist fights. they struggle with the fact that they’re both good at something the other wants to do, so meeting you helps them meet a middle ground, they start to be a LITTLE bit nicer.

i’m also a firm believer that euro as a whole is a guard dog, scary dog privileges, if you’re dating him you can do absolutely anything, say anything, dress however you want, because he can break someone’s fucking jaw.

and Jack as a whole is definitely more of a silent threat to someone that bothers you, won’t do it to someone’s face but he’ll stalk them, egg their house, steal from them, maybe cut the breaks of their car 🤷‍♀️.

i’m also a believer that Mike is definitely a dangerous guy, like he’s all sweet to you, but his friends know how he is. how ruthless and possessive he is, how much he wants to fully consume you, lock you in his room, dress you up like his little doll, use you, but you don’t know that! he’s just protecting you!!! :(((

danny though? sweetest boy ever, he’s your sweet boy, your baby, definitely calls you mommy. you come home from work and he’s sitting by the door all stressed because you’ve been gone, as soon as you’re home he’s on your leg pawing at your hips and stomach, grinding against your foot and leg as you pet him and reassure you. your boys a little stupid, but he’s still your sweet boy.

~ 💋

a/n: bf I start, I feel like this should be a given but please tell me if you change your user and still want to be on the taglist! or at least refill the form with a note at the end saying you used to be [_____]. i’d hate to remove anyone!! thank u :3

anon the twins!o/j theory has me feeling /pos🤗 they definitely had a “get along” shirt growing up. you always assure them that you like them equally, and that they both make feel equally good, even though one’s head is better than the other and the others definitely bigger ;3

euro being the gaurd dog is so so cute, esp since the fic I did about reader finding it hot when he spazzes out on people for reader! always stepping up for you, making sure you’re ok in the shop or just in general, won’t let anyone talk bad to you, even his friends.

jack being the more “kiddy” protector really spot on😭 I do imagine him as some incelly weirdo loser (who euro definitely had to protect growing up) so him being more of a shenanigans guy is so funny.

and i’m sorry I haven’t seen/read with mike just bc I wanna wait till the movie officially releases? I haven’t heard anything about it, just the movie leak (or wtv) and I don’t wanna indulge in it yet, but I have seen one scene where he’s like “don’t-don’t play with me” and his voice is sooooo hot, I wanna watch him be pathetic so bad :( the cinephile in me won’t let me

and ughhhhh I loooove danny through n through, yes so cute, sub and dom. although i’m more leant towards dom I do love that he’s much more enamored with reader, the grinding, being a little whiney bitch ughhhhh

thank u sm for the asks!!!

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Bestie don’t blame me it’s ur own fault for being SO good at writing Dad!Carmy ok?!

I literally see this in my mind so clearly lmaoo like Carmy is such a GIRL DAD.

his girls would be his ENTIRE life. I can just imagine it’s his first little girls very first day of pre-school, he and his wife are bringing their mini blonde curled baby girl version of Carmen to her private school (that Carm can absolutely afford w how well the restaurant does) she’s a tiny Mikey, she is SUCH a social butterfly- just like her mom. Carm is a nervous WRECK, totally had a panic attack the night before - worried he won’t be there to protect her, even though she has her moms fire that he has a hard time getting a handle on most of the time.

When she comes out with mommy that morning all dressed in her first day outfit he literally is choking back tears, and he’s just like ‘oh my goodness, my big girl, are you really sure you wanna go to school already?! Y’know you can wait another whole year right? Keep on staying home with mommy for a bit longer? Y’love playing with mommy’ and mom AND baby are giving Carm the side eye and baby girl is just like ‘daddy, no. I’s 4 now! My birfday was yast monfs I’s a big girl now!!’ And Carm is just like the embodiment of the 🥹 emoji and is like ‘mmhmm!!!’ *choking back sobs* ‘that’s my big brave girl! Just like her mommy ready to take on the world huh?’ And when they drop her off, he actually has to look away as she walks toward the doors after he puts her backpack she’d been holding for her over her shoulders because it makes her look so small, and she squeals at the door ‘DADDY!!!!’ And he looks over and she’s smiling big , waving at him ‘yuv you!!!!’ Before running inside after her older cousin.

On the way home they’re in the car together, wifey is driving bc Carmy is - well a mess - and they’re listening to the radio. Fuckin slipping through my fingers by ABBA comes on- Carmen would absolutely LOOOOOSEEE ITTTT!! 🤣🤣 like choke sobbing being like “s-she she’s growing up too fast baby like- d’you remember w-when she first came a-and when she was hungry she’d click like a hungry kitten? Oh my godddd” and just SOB like full migrane induce until his baby gets home and he refuses for the first month that this is like- an EVERY day thing now 🤣🤣🤣

uh baby doll do you really think i can just go about my day now like everything is normal like this is the CUTEST thing ever (aside from you of course 🫶🏻) and i will be thinking about it forever 😭🥹💗🌼🫶🏻

#ask #the bear #excuse me while i go cry #💗💗💗#🌼🌼🌼#🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

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Rtc neurodivergency headcanons:

Ocean isn’t professionally diagnosed because her parents think that smoking weed will somehow cure her autism

Noel was diagnosed when he was five and I feel like his mom started out as one of those mommy bloggers who was like “autism has stolen my son 😭”

She got better don’t worry

Penny is very attached to her doll and loves it to death but if she accidentally touches the fabric on the dolls dress when she’s having a bad sensory day she will yeet that bitch across the room as fast as humanly possible

We stan Mischa our favorite undiagnosed adhd bisexual Ukrainian king

Constance is the one who diagnosed Ocean because like A. She’s been friends with this girl for her entire life and B. She is also autistic

Ricky has a stim that is literally just him signing the word for cat

Ocean and Mischa are the perfect pair during group projects because Ocean has the unlimited energy that she gets out by writing as fast as humanly possible and Mischa just has these bursts of productivity that he uses for the more creative parts of the project

Ocean has a verbal stim that she got from Penny where she just kinda makes a small little “hmm” sound

Noel has a stim where he just kinda…blows on his fingers. Like Ocean will be in the middle of talking and he’ll just kinda…bring his hand in front of his mouth and blow on it

Constance’s mortal enemy is this specific blanket that is brown and has those little fuzzy cotton balls that are like sensory hell

Mischa messes with his phone case as a stim

Penny and Ricky are the least experienced people at masking

“People already think we’re weird, why try to hide it now?”

Ocean almost never stops masking

Like it is so hard to get her relaxed

One time she was having a meltdown in class and the only person who noticed was Noel because she was gripping her dress so tightly that he knuckles looked like pieces of paper

As much as they argue, Noel and Ocean are really good at calming each other down when they’re having a meltdown

They’ll notice the other is in the middle of one during class and then figure out a way to somehow get them both out of class and into a secluded location

Mischa has a very specific set of headphones and a very specific hoodie for whenever his executive dysfunction is at its worst or he’s just having a really bad sensory day

Whenever Ricky’s having a bad day whenever he gets home he makes it his personal goal to pet every single cat in the house because A. It is an impossible task and B. The cats’ fur always sends him to sensory heaven

This either comes out one of three ways:

He gets so caught up in trying to pet all the cats and the difficulty that this task brings that he forgets about his bad day

He gets so distracted in the fluffiness of the kitties that he forgets about his day

He accomplishes the task and is so proud and happy with himself that he forgets why he felt bad in the first place

Ocean came over one day and he could tell she was really wound up so he gave the challenge to her instead

She was later seen running after a very chunky orange kitty throughout the hallways while Ricky rolled behind with the biggest grin on his face

His parents took a picture of that moment that he now has on the wall of his room

Noel has a basket full of stim toys in his room

Sometimes when they have a sleepover at his house there’s like a solid few minutes of just fidget toy noises

They all steal hoodies from Mischa and then proceed to steal Mischa’s hoodies from each other

Constance has a lot of information on a lot of things because she has a new special interest about every month or so

She makes comfort cupcakes when she knows the others are in that place where everything is just too much

One year for her birthday present Constance bought Ocean noise cancelling headphones

Ocean almost sobbed

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macabre-mangled · 2 years

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Can I request Eddie with a s/o who has pet rats? (They’re great at sitting on your shoulder while you’re just- walking around, doing anything btw :> )

Yes omg I love rats. I’ve heard they literally follow you around like dogs 😭

A/N: might be short just due to me not having much motivation

He’s apprehensive at first

Simply bc he probably has had bad experiences with the rats in his trailer park

But your rat (s) plop right on his lap and started snuggling into him and he was sold

Depending how n how many rats you have; I can see him just having all of them on him at once

He’s sitting there like : :D “cuddle pile babe”

No but your rats adore him and have started perching on his shoulders and following him around

He’s teach them tricks

He even made them a little circus hoop out of a plastic bracelet

He also probably made them mini guitars

He proceeded to make a rat band

Honestly you’re kinda jealous of the rats bc of how much attention he’s giving them

He definitely uses a baby voice to talk to them when you’re not in the room

Catch him in the act and he starts pouting and talking about his reputation

“You’re just cutest little babies. Yes you areeee”

“Damn Eds didn’t know you were a softie”

“BAbEee you weren’t suppOSeD to hear THaT”

Please assure him he’s still metal af

He buys them doll clothes and dresses them up (if they don’t like it he’d stop)

Makes them those mini pancakes when y’all have breakfast

It’s an assembly line

Small snippet:

Eddie is too focused on his fingers gliding over his guitar strings to notice he’s got a little audience. Sweet beady eyes curiously watching him strum the instrument. It wasn’t until he finished the sing that he noticed them. “Oh-, hey little guys ! You like Metallica too don’t you?” He didn’t wait for a response and picked them up and placed them on his shoulders. He continued playing whilst his little audience cuddled into his neck. “Haha! You guys truly are my biggest fans. Metaphorically of course.” You walk in to see your rats perched on your boyfriend as he shreds his guitar. You can’t help but chuckle. God, you loved him.

#writers on tumblr #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson

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thelivingmemegod · 6 months

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What are your thoughts on Rainbow High series 1?

I’m just going in the order the Dollect site pulls them up so-

And because mobile made it easy: my yapping shall be under the cut!

Ruby Anderson!

Overall I like her pretty well! I definitely prefer her alternate outfit to her main one.

My only real problem with her main outfit if the Sparkle shirt under the red bustier, I know they were trying to give her this sorta tomboy look but I wish they woulda just commited to the supreme shirt and given her wedge heels.

Then let the second outfit be fem.

Also if I had control of the LoreTM I would make her a car girl.

Poppy Rowan!

Butterfly girl! I really like this Poppy, I have one snag with her: her puffer jacket in the first outfit- and not even cuz I don’t like it, it just looks weird on a doll scale. Looks like her arms are very restricted.

I know Poppy isn’t actually on a fashion related track but I KNOW her friends are roasting her for the socks and sandles from the second outfit 😭

I do love how swappable her clothes look, you could really mix up these peices and still have a coherent outfit.

Sunny Madison!

Baby girl!!!!!! My girl!!!! My favorite!!!!!

I will say this with my entire chest: SHE WOULD NOT HAVE GREEN EYES and those bangs aren’t really banging she gets a pass for being my fav

Now that aside: She’s an absolute cutie in both outfits. I love her little sundress, love her reflective letterman-esk jacket, love her long rainbow socks and her platforms (SUNNY IS SHORT GANG)

Her second outfit??? I want this ENTIRE outfit NOW. RIGHT NEOW. I rest my case.

Jade Hunter!

I looked at this girl and said “This is just Billie Eilish” and I still think that and I love it for Jade.

Anyways! In contrast with Poppy’s, her jacket doesn’t look awkward to me, probably because it’s meant to be a normal jacket rather than a puffer.

I’m just noticing this now, but their use of obvious but “Rainbow High-Ified” brands is very cool to me with the the Supreme and Anti-social social club shirts. Love her spray-paint shorts.

Her sneakers…I don’t love. It’s literally just their colors and the fact that they’re randomly transparent. Loving the beanie.

Her sweatsuit ROCKS ACTUALLY-

I love her like-cargo jacket?? That thing would have hella pockets if it was life size. I also love those Off White looking ass tassels on the pockets. Her shirt is just fine! I love her sweatpants, the balance of black, green and white and where they’re placed is great.

They also do a great job of balancing outfit colors with hair colors. I just noticed that. I’m writing these stream of consciousness.

Skylar Bradshaw!

My girl is rocking a jean jacket, a jirt and a jirt aoaksjaoa

Rainbow high. Stop making the shoes see through. Please.

I like the rest of her outfit though! Even the transparent off-white style belt. I actually really like her silver accents.

Outfit two is another that I am DEMANDING. Everything but the shoes. Gimmie that cute ass cropped sweater, gimme that cute ass zipper dress.

What I wish they would’ve done with her shoes is make them full, normal heeled boots and extend the mesh socks all the way up and make them tights.

Violet Willow!

BOUJEE GAL, EXPENSIVE GAL. Bangs still aren’t banging, Violet I’m sorry

Love her fluffy jacket, love her sequin dress, love her earrings, toss the socks just let her wear her heels.

I like her dressing down the dress with her second outfit. I don’t really…love the super long bow being in the front, I’d probably put it in the back under the cropped Moto jacket. The shoes are nice but I wish they were all the same color.

#sky rambles #sky talks dolls

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Literal comments on “Long Live The Pumpkin Queen” by Shea Ernshaw, Chapter 3:

- Was there a Mummy Boy in the film??? I might have to check. This could possibly be a reference to Tim Burton’s “Mummy Boy”…

- The citizens of Halloween Town really need to chill… They’re making Sally uncomfortable. :(

- I love what they’ve named the witches. 🥰

- “You can’t possibly live in this house without redecorating” (The Mayor to Sally) Okay… Uh… First, who said anyone in Halloween Town was alive? Second… You’re insinuating Jack’s house is somehow ugly and I don’t quite agree. I’ve always loved his little lab and library…

- IT DOESN’T STOP THERE. THE MAYOR WENT FOR SALLY’S DRESS AFTER SAYING THAT AND NOW I AM LIVID. MR. MAYOR, SIR, I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT THAT HAS BEEN ONE OF MY FAVORITE DRESSES SINCE I WAS A KID- 😡

- Why are Mayor and the Vampire Prince just COMING AT MY PEEPS-

- Can I please pick the Mayor up and throw him…

- Oh hell no you DID NOT JUST DISS SALLY’S HAIR- (can I yeet the witches too pls thank you)

- TELL’EM, SALLY!!!!

- Find an alternative to candycorn?!?! 😭 (Nooooo, Jack, PLEASE JUST TALK TO THE YUMEARTH PEOPLE, THEY HAVE THE BEST KIND-)

- CANDIES SHAPED LIKE BAT HEADS? OKAY BYYYE, CANDYCORN. GIMME. *grabby hands*

- … I have been tricked. Those candy bat heads are going to be made of tar. GIMME YUMEARTH CANDYCORN-

- Beetle wax… is that a real thing? Because ngl, that sounds like it would make a cool candle…

- Honestly though, Jack should have just shoved the Mayor aside for a moment to listen better to Sally. I don’t even like that little nervous thing anyway… I’ve got a doll of him and I don’t even know how I ended up with it. I only know that I often pretend I don’t have it when people want me to pull it out for Halloween.

#book #books #books and reading #reading #Disney #Tim Burton #Henry Selick #shea ernshaw #The Nightmare Before Christmas #TNBC #long live the pumpkin queen

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crystalavengerva · 1 year

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thank you @vampiregirlfriendwitch and @defonotacat for the tag!!! (∩˃o˂∩)♡

3 ships: oof um i suck at naming ships on the spot um. Honestly my taste in ships fluctuates just depending on what kind of fic i want to read at that time or what fandom I’m focusing on. BeaBato is definitely up there though. Sometimes it’s various my little pony ships but I don’t really have any concrete pairings for them lmao; my brain just sometimes becomes overtaken with pony rot.

First ship: probably like fluttercord or smth. But I do remember as a kid (4-5 yr old) wanting the red haired guy and the girl in the purple dress in little Einsteins to be in love or something

Last Song: so far this has mad me like so juvenile and tasteless and this definitely won’t help😭😭 i was doing renovations today and all day I’ve been stuck on these stupid songs from Rainbow High (an animated series on YouTube for a doll brand. Think monster high). Like i can recognize they’re objectively bad, commercial, and vapid but like. They’re so catchy 💀. Specifically “Look by Natasha", "Spotlight by Royal Three" "School Across the Street" "Heroes by Rainbow Dream" and "BLOND…E" (if you listen to any of these please let me know if I’m crazy or if they’re actually catchy at all)

Last Movie: no idea. Wait Omg. I just watched this really bad Christmas movie with my mom. It was with Laura Morano and idk but the guys face looked familiar and it made me want to die it was so bad (but laughingly so if anyone wants a good Christmas silly time). No idea what it’s called. Christmas Cinderella??? Maybe???

Currently reading: Jane Eyre, Little Book of Common Sense Investing, Urusei Yatsura, Higurashi (manga)

Currently Watching: I honestly don’t watch that much tv!!! But I watched the Monster High cartoon reboot. I was actually pleasantly surprised. Nothing deep but very wholesome fun turn your brain off comfort tv. I really want and need to watch Glass Onion though usehshdhdhdhdhd. Also want to watch everywhere all at once or whatever. I still haven’t seen it

Currently consuming: phone

Currently craving: yghhhhfhf tea. tumeric or camomille

i sleep i go sleep now honk shoo

Oh!! Tags!!!

@catboxmystery @boronal @chirrysoda @puppywebsite

#me I guess #personal postingzzz #taggame thingy #rambleeeee #queetions

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running-with-kn1ves · 2 years

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I was thinking how the boys would react to Roy being the leader of monster hunting commission. Since from a young age their were very aware of the danger of human with big guns. They’re only kids so these hunters only appear to be one dimensional characters that for no reason sought out to kill them. But there isn’t reason to worry! They’re Mama is strong and she’ll protect them without hesitation. Having seen in person her kill people for them, they are have no reaction to blood or gore, as happy go lucky they are, they are the most unhinge kids ever, that even shocks and scares Roy. Just like Roy they had a epiphany when they found out they was more to they’re suppose sworn enemy. When they find out Roy’s true identity it comes to a shock, because monster hunters and Roy are opposite of the spectrum of good and evil, with Roy being the purest of the purest. Monster hunters are these monsters who kill innocent people and Roy is one of them….but they come to accept him due to the lack of their mother’s present panic (she’s is hiding it for their sake), Roy telling them stories of how he slayed demonic beasts, their classmates express their envy and admiration for the fact their dad is a hero and the most looked up man in town, the way townspeople treat him like royalty (bowing their head, clearing their way for him in a packed crowd,etc), watching him command and lead his men like a true role mode. So how can they possible hate him? Really it just breaks their prejudice of monster hunters. After, getting settling into Roy’s home, she was force to quit her job at the diner but instead moved to become his own personal secretary at the commission his reasoning “why slave away for pocket change, when you can be workin’ for me. God knows what can happen if I’m not there, this is for you”. She doesn’t understand the danger of nosey and judgmental townspeople whether it be her lack of social cues or lack of interest. She’s feels iffy being somewhere for hours knowing that only a couple feet away her of powerful men who can easily put her down if her identify is revealed. Roy dolls her up. Fixing her hair, slight makeup and put her in the most prettiest and modest dress of the many tailored dresses she owns. When they finally arrive it doesn’t take Roy long to have all his men come around for a sec for a public introduction. “This here is my woman. She going to be here often, regardless if she’s here or not she’ll be treated with respect and kindness. I don’t think I need to explain how it’s gonna go down if I hear otherwise”. They all respond with a “yes sir!”. He shows her around, the break room, where they keep all they’re weapons (he tries to hide the smug smirk on his face but she’s utterly terrified), his office and finally her little desk which is couple feet away from his. He basically have her do paperwork for him, and despite her initial skepticism it wasn’t so bad. He was patient with her, letting her take her time, reassured her, praised her and encourage her. Soothing her anxiety. She finally get to see him in a different light from his light hearted and playful attitude to more of an authoritarian. It’s a drastic change but she kinda likes…. Something about him able to captivate people, especially a huge amount of strong and threatening men, to listen to him and respect him. Really Alpha Male 💪 🐺😭😭😭. I came up with this at work. Hope you like it.

Aaa sorry it took so long to respond to this!! 😭

These unhinged boys-- I mean, it's almost like they're perfect for roy? They're used to violence, have never had a father figure, and they all appear to get along pretty well. And since this kids can already see others with this one dimensional, childish outlook on life--as children do-- I doubt it would be hard for roy to manipulate them into thinking that he only "kills bad monsters" and he'll keep them safe from the people who want to hurt them, whether that's hunters or creatures of their own race. Though I wonder how long it takes them to get over the fact that roy is a hunter? Considering their entire life they've been fed the idea that hunters are out to kill them, I wonder if it would take them some time to fully trust roy again, or if he has them hooked around his finger so well that they dont question his views on keeping them safe even if he is a hunter.

I love that they look up to him even if it's just because of their own naivety 😭. Its so sweet, and for a second you might think they're a normal family where his ''sons' want to be just like him. I can imagine them slowly morphing into little Roys, wearing similar clothes and acting more confident; but itd be interesting to see if that's because of their own free will, or if Roy is gently, subconsciously manipulating them from behind the scenes. Goodness knows that having the reader see her children turn into a man she fears would not be fun.

And having the reader become his secretary? That honestly almost sounds like the ultimate threat. It's such a good decision though to keep her in his clutches. It would be 10 times harder for her to try and flee or to ask for help if the people surrounding her dont have any intention of letting those things happen.

Roy is like the top dog though, so I'm curious to know that if someone were to find out about her, if theyd even do anything about it. I like how much of a leader he is, having everyone respect him almost as if he was a savior amongst them, and the mostly domineering man amongst his fellow hunters, like he was the epitome of masculinity to which they look up to lol.

#kn1ves rants #writing #knives rants

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