Hello! I Saw Youre Open For Requests For Arcane?

Hello! I saw you’re open for requests for arcane?

If you don’t mind, I’d like a yandere!Vander x reader! They are 21 so there’s an age gap (if you don’t mind writing for that) if not you can make them around ganders age! I’d just like the reader to be very bold and charismatic. That’s all! Thank you and I love your pfp

This handsome, handsome man omfg. Im soo gay but himm??? omg,,,, I've literally been obsessed with this show, so I cant wait to write more for it. Literally every character has me by the THROAT

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Vander: protective, manipulative, obsessive

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Vander is a very two sided yandere 

The weird thing about Vander is that the two of you could have a relatively normal relationship if you wanted too. And it would be a perfectly healthy one too. Obviously the way he became infatuated with you the moment he saw you wasn't very healthy, Vander actually recognizes that and works to fight those,,,, urges. The only ways that his darker side would ever come out would be if:

A. you're life is being threatened. 

B. you were harmed by another (especially those with malicious intent,, Silco). 

C. you were a threat.

Let me explain the last one. You can't be someone like Silco, that's too personal. You would have needed to be something smaller. A thief, a loud-mouthed thug who enjoys pestering others a bit too much, or an enforcer with traditional beliefs. Vander understands the concept of doing what you need to survive better than anyone and he is more than willing to give you a second chance to show that you're not all bad.  

If you take that opportunity, Vander offers you the chance for the two of you to grow close in a healthy, natural way. He absolutely adores your bold and charismatic nature, and he can banter with you so well that even a blind man would be able to see how absolutely whipped he is.  

Omfgg, imagine the way Vander would just,,, glare at someone who was flirting with you. The amount of jealousy that would plastered all over his face would be just unbelievable.  

Powder just straight up asked when the wedding will be. Vander forgets how to breathe, you spit out your drink all over the bar.   

Yandere Vander is one of the purist examples of a protective yandere. Sure, he can be a bit manipulative at times, but Jesus, does he just want to do the right thing by keeping you safe. The man has so much love to give. Towards his kids, towards his people. 

But especially towards you.

Unfortunately, If you don't take that opportunity, his manipulative side comes out. It doesn't matter what age you are, how could you possibly be this thick? You're a threat to himself and possibly his kids, you're unwilling to change, so why does he still love you? He can't work with someone who is unwilling, and he won't let his enemies think he lets people like you walk all over him. So he just takes you, and he hides you away. You'll learn to love him, eventually.  

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IMO, it takes a really persistent darling for Vander to get dark like that. He's a very good manipulator and is more than willing to use less,,, Pg tactics to get you on his side when he's getting desperate. 

But imagine if Silco was flirting with you to get under Vander skin. But eventually he ends up becoming obsessed too, which only pisses off Vander even more.

punk! bucky moodboard please? (dark theme)

hope you like it! 

requests open for moodboards ─ guidelines

The little snippet you posted where dove calls gorgeous by her real name and bucky is like who???? is one of my favorite things (even tho I get second-hand social anxiety from it ahaha poor dove)

He got in trouble for teasing her😂

"No I don't want to hear it. She's sweet and you practically scared her away this morning," you state, placing your finger on his lips. "We talked about this. You cant glare at people like that baby and you know damn well my name isn't gorgeous-" you sigh, trying not to smile when he shrugs unrepentantly.

"Bucky you can't scare people just because, oh."

Keeping his eyes on yours and he sucks your finger into his mouth. Don't let him distract you. Swallowing, you ignore the way his warm tongue swirls around you. Don't think about the way his tongue-no you can't finish that thought.

He takes your finger out of his mouth and places a kiss on your palm. "It won't happen again," he murmurs with a cheeky grin.

What won't happen... oh oh right. Damn him. And his mouth.

Lifting your chin, you grab his collar and tug him towards your face. You both know he's letting you yank him around but it still makes you feel good to pretend that you can manhandle him.

Bucky lives for moments like this, just you and him. He hasn't told you but he loves that you've never been afraid of him or his gruff exterior, that you never shied away from the tall, heavily tattoed man.

And when you boss him around, when you get in his face and tell him what he's going to do, yeah he really likes that.

"It better not. Or else." You narrow your eyes, pressing your nose into his. His beard scraps across your skin and you shiver.

"Or else what?" He retorts, placing his hands on your waist, he pulls you into his firm body, letting you feel just how much he's enjoying this argument.

You take his face in your hands. "Or else Barnes, no pretty girl for you tonight."

Bucky blinks. Twice. His face drops, brows furrowing. A laugh bubbles up and slips past your lips.

"Did you discuss this with her?" He asks, tilting his head in disbelief.

You laugh, louder. He merely gazes at you with an expectant look in his blue eyes. He's serious and that sends you into another round of giggles.

"I- Bucky it's my pussy so yes," you chuckle.

"She's mine too," he quickly retorts. "You know she likes me more."

True. He just looks at you and you get wet for him. Damn him and his mouth. And that cock.

Still, you can't give in. Yet.

"Like I said. Or else."

"I should apologize," he starts, nodding.

A smile pulls at your lips but before you can open your mouth, you hear the rest of his sentence.

"To my sweet pretty girl for getting her in trouble."

Bucky steps back and scoops you up into his large arms, easily carrying you to the bedroom. "And no more scaring your friends," he promises over the sounds of your laughter.

bye i‘ll never be able to eat spaghetti normally again

Summary: Bucky decides to personally feed you spaghetti and keep you stuffed while he does it.

Pairing: Beefy Biker Bucky x Reader

Warnings: 18 +, Minors DNI, cockwarming, edging.

A/N: Based on this ask where reader chooses food over Bucky and he doesn't like that😏

As always don't copy, repost, reuse, rewrite or translate my work. Even if you give me credit.

Bucky twirls a few strands of spaghetti around your fork, lifting it to your lips. You stare at him with baleful wide eyes, sweat beading across your forehead.

"You said you were hungry, gorgeous." His gravelly voice trailing along your jaw as he drags his beard across your throat. "Eat, pretty girl."

Dark blue eyes wander up to your face, the thin rim around his blown pupils challenging you to open your mouth.

You tug your bottom lip into your mouth and pull at your wrists, his soft leather belt securing them behind your back.

Wiggling your fingers, you give up when you realize you're only pushing your chest over the hard smooth planes of his chest, his dog tags swaying between your bodies.

"C'mon and eat your food like a good girl." He says, lustful, teasing eyes dropping to your lips. "You know you want to."

You tilt your head back, staring at the kitchen ceiling with a muffled groan. This man is going to be the death of you.

Only he could do this to you.

His warm tongue licks up the side of your exposed throat and you shiver. The spicy aroma of basil and tomatoes mingling with his masculine cedar scent curls over you in waves.

"Open up." His breathy words sharp and deeper than before.

Your stomach flutters at his command. You feel him getting impatient and you like it. He has you so frustrated, it's only fair he gets a little taste of his own medicine.

He nips at your chin, drawing your face back to his. And you stifle a gasp. Bucky looks like he's going to devour you.

You part your lips slightly and he groans. "That's my good girl."

You clench down at his praise and he grunts through gritted teeth, sliding the fork into your mouth. You chew deliberately, slowly, watching his swollen lips drift between your joined bodies and your mouth.

You clasp your fingers together and brace yourself as you swallow. His effervescent eyes watch your throat move and he grins. "Good girl."

No matter how many times he does it, fills you with his thick cock, you're never ready.

One hand grips your waist, his fingers digging into your skin as he snaps his hip up. "Oh god, Bucky," you mewl, feeling every vein and ridge slide over your velvety walls.

Your legs dangling helplessly as the chair creaking and wobbling under him, adding to the sweet sensations of his throbbing cock thrusting into your slick, tight pussy. Your body bounces over him as he fucks you harder, the tip of his tongue between his teeth as he listens to you cry out his name.

"Oh fuck, baby. Yes. yesyesyes right the-." Your moans end in a pitiful wail when he drops back into the chair, stilling your movements with his ringed hand.

You can't stand this, you've lost count of how many times he's brought you to the edge.

Looking over your shoulder, you almost cry at the amount of food left on the plate. You should have never said you could eat it. Should have known when he let you tease him as he cooked that he had something planned.

"Bucky, please, I'll never choose food over you again." You whine, trying to circle your hips, unable to break from his hold. "Please."

Bucky inhales through his nose, the corner of his lips twisting up. His chest grazing your sensitive nipples. "Oh no gorgeous, I take care of my girl."

He reaches over and gets another fork full of spaghetti, spearing a meatball, the sauce dripping down your chest. Your core aches when he licks it off your heated skin.

Bringing the fork back to your lips, he grins "I'm going to make sure you're full pretty girl. Keep you stuffed." He's stretching you so good you can't take anymore.

Bucky knows that you're so close to breaking, your eyes glazing over when he rolls your hips over him. He shifts his own up, his cock moving deeper in you, covering your lips with his, breathing in your moans.

Breaking away, he pushes you firmly down on his cock, ignoring your begging for him to please let you cum, he taps your lips with the fork. "Open up."

i’ve read the first 3 chapters before but i dont think i have reblogged it lol

Tastes a Little Like Freedom, a Little Like Fear Master List

Summary: [Name] has finally got her life on track. She’s been clean a year, has a full time job, and recently moved into an apartment that is actually fit to live in. To prove something to herself, she visits the Smithsonian exhibit on Captain America…only to run into someone a little familiar. Adopting a fellow addict is one thing. Accidentally adopting a recovering brainwashed Nazi super soldier is another. [Name]’s life is about to run off track worse than ever before, but there could be a reward at the end if she can just hang on for the bumpy ride.

Challenge:  “100 Drabbles Adventure” challenge by SubtleQuirk on Lunaescence Archives.

Ratings/Warnings: M (foul language; sexual references; references to previous drug addiction and continued struggles with drug addiction; torture; mind control; dehumanization; threatening behavior of a man towards a woman; not canon compliant past Winter Soldier; set post-Winter Soldier and pre-Civil War)

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Posting Status: Incomplete & Discontinued

Notes: I have no intention of continuing this story past the 17 chapters that have previously been written. I don’t think it’s a bad story; in fact, I still think that it’s a story worth telling. I started it on the very day I saw Winter Soldier, but unfortunately I was so passionate about it that I didn’t do my research, I didn’t do any planning, and I burned myself out. It was also the very height of foolishness for me to believe that I could think of 100 chapters worth of things to do with this premise.

So, my current hope is to reboot the whole thing once I’ve wrapped up Brightest and Adventures in a Realm Without Divorce Court. I’ll do some actual research on drug addition and recovery; I’ll outline it; and I’ll keep the whole thing to 25 chapters or less. It’ll still be the same story I intended to tell, just not stretched out unnecessarily.

Please forgive me for the bad idea of making the reader Jim Morita’s daughter. I realize now that it doesn’t make sense within the timeline. I had only recently wrapped up writing Oh My Dear when I started this, and I did not want to write another story so quickly where the reader was partially brought up by her grandparents. I plan to do something different with the reader’s family when I reboot the story as well.

As always with stories I am reposting from my old blog, I will not be tagging people in the reposted chapters. If you want to be tagged for the repost and/or the reboot, all you need to do is send me an ask or a message, and I will add you to the list.

Chapter 1: Mending

Chapter 2: Misunderstanding

Chapter 3: Collapse

Chapter 4: Truth