Like The Good Old Days?! Oml

Like the good old days?! Oml 😂

i feel like cdr would have this natural ability where she would be good at random stuff. Like a prodigy. One day she hops on a piano in the common room and plays a whole ass suite perfectly and everyone is like really shook or they find her in her room and she painted the sistine chapel art on her small ass ceiling to a T. I also feel like she wouldn’t make a face at all on rollercoasters. she sits next to bucky and turns to him during the drop straight faced and chats it up hella normal

Oh thank you for this.

Bag of Tricks Masterlist

Okay, here’s the deal. There are a few things Bucky Barnes knows about you: 

1) You learn hella quick. 2) You retain nothing. Like running water through his hands. It catches for five seconds. He blinks. It’s gone.

You briefly date a classically trained pianist for a week or so, break up after a horrendous row, and for the next two hours, effortlessly slam out Claire de Lune on Tony’s grand, and after you punch the keys for one last time, mutter, “Chopin this dick, asshole.” And— Jesus, hell, wrong composer but he’s not gonna correct you.

At a Stark party, some famous culinary artist watches the way you dip a prawn in your glass of champagne and balks– goes off on a rant about desecrating flavors. The next day you make a 5-course meal and Bucky swears his tongue will never enjoy normal food again.

And then he sees you spread out on top of the piano the following day, an industrial bag of hot cheetohs on your belly, something gooey and yellow dripping out of its crinkled opening. You’ve crushed up the chips and dumped nacho cheese inside. There’s a spoon sticking out of it. You shovel in another mouthful and crunch wetly.

Goop smears across your cheek. You wipe it off on the polished ivory keys, a lamenting quiver of sounds weep from the piano. Another smack from your mouth. 

“Bone-apple-tea, bitch. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Also, don’t go into the hallway restroom for about 30-45 minutes.”

Bucky shudders. Wishes the knowledge of your statement was like running water through his hands. Wishes things slipped out of his head as easy as they slip out of yours. He blinks. Five seconds pass. He blinks again. 

He wishes his brain would get scrambled like the good old days.

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working for you ↠ h.o

REQUEST; Can you do an imagine on the reader who is dating Tom but both Harrison and the reader are in love with each other. Harrison was suppose to make a move, but some girl got in the way and couldn’t get the courage to date the reader. Can you make it angst angst angst. Please and thank you 🥰😘

PAIRING; Harrison Osterfield x Reader / Tom Holland x Reader

WORDS; 3355

WARNINGS; swearing, a lil unfaithfulness, a lot actually. a/n; this was inspired by the song working for you by jake scott and thanks to @spiesindisguise​ for the song rec! 

The world is full of people who live with their regrets. But Harrison Osterfield had to live with it, face to face, every day, in the same house. 

It was two years ago now, when Tom and Harrison met you. Tom can’t quite recall what the event was, a party or an award show or something. It was something to do with a club, because he remembers Harrison coming back from the bar to their table–with a moonstruck look in his eyes. 

“Tom,” he said to him, voice drowned by the base, “Tom, I just met my wife.” 

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bad dragon

here i am delivering content that NO ONE ASKED FOR !! this is nasty and i got super embarrassed just writing it but i hope you enjoy it anyway

honestly no one look at me, just let me indulge in this in peace

pairing: kirishima eijirou x fem!reader

word count: 10k

warnings: NSFW, oral, penetrative sex, virgin kirishima, lots of cum (like, a ridiculous amount), breeding (kinda). it’s not exactly anthro bc everyone is human here but uhh non-standard genitals, i guess? kirishima has an unusual dick: pls see here for reference

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Kirishima Eijirou was a perfect gentleman. He bought you flowers, he opened doors for you, he gave the sweetest goodnight kisses, he ate you out so good he had you seeing stars. You had the biggest, fattest crush on him, and you would be embarrassed about it if it weren’t for the fact that it seemed, at least for the most part, to be reciprocated.

The problem was Kirishima never let you touch him.

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Kill Your Darlings — Ch. 1 (Jaskier x Assassin!Reader) || Witcher

A/N: So this is the start to my first ever series (yeah im not nervous posting this at all). I’ll be posting one chapter each Friday! This is more of a prologue, but definitely worth the read for the background! Overall, I have to warn you, this story is a very slow burn. I haven’t finished writing it yet, but I know some ~things~ take a while to happen, so stick around!

Anyway, your comments and feedback are more than appreciated, so don’t be afraid to leave me some messages :)

Also, if you’re @ on the taglist is italicized, it means it wouldn’t let me tag you, so you might have to change your settings :)

Summary: Y/N, a skilled assassin, gets their newly assigned target.

Warnings: language, mentions of death/killing/murder, mentions of abuse and r*pe, alcohol consumption

Words: 1,996

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Taverns were one of your least favorite places to meet. The stench of the unfortunate man’s breath wafted through the air, on top of the lingering odor of cheap alcohol. Men staggered around with their mouths wide open, yelling obscenities — women pulled down their dresses just enough to gain attention, glaring at anyone who passed. Everyone was way too loud, as if the sound of their slurred words were more valued over anyone else’s.

Your hood hung low over your head, just high enough to leave space for you to see. Your eyes immediately scanned the tavern — it was smaller than the usual ones you met at, but just as packed. The stuffiness of the room practically smacked you in the face as soon as you walked in, almost making you scrunch your nose. The smell was way worse than you remembered.

You kept your face stiff as your eyes stopped at a table near the back. Without a second thought, you made your way past the piles of people and towards the familiar head of hair you would recognize in a mass of a hundred people.

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Scars That Heal || Eddie Kaspbrak x Reader Series

• Ch. 9: Only Dreaming •

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Captain to Captain

summary: Carol would do whatever it took to keep you trapped by her side.  relationship: Dark!Carol Danvers x reader, Dark!Steve Rogers x reader rating: Explicit word count: 3384 prompts/requests:

warnings: detailed warnings to the very ends of chapters in order to avoid ruining the shock factor in chapters while still being mindful of potential individual triggers. open the read more, CTRL + F and search “content warnings” to skip to the extra tags if you so choose. notes: i hope this suits y’all’s requests&that you’re okay with me combining them both into one. enjoy!

It had been a full week since she’d caught you trying to escape from a downstairs window. Or so you estimated, assuming that she fed you three times a day. She’d locked you in the storage closet in the basement; even in the brief moments she opened the door to put your food in or remove the waste bucket you couldn’t see any daylight. The darkness and isolation were getting to you, the white noise produced by the heater was one of the only things keeping you from going nuts. Carol hadn’t spoken to you once since finishing the physical part of your punishment all those days ago, she’d just locked you away in a closet without another word.

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