doing this with your fingers is real hard

Angel

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Mardi Gras shenanigans. It’s porn, plot is optional.

Word Count:1,976

Warnings: Language, Smoking, Dirty Talk, Oral (MR)

A/N: Are you ready for the longest blowjob in history… (I don’t own the gif)

“Did it hurt?” Sam approached you, a sly smirk on his lips. When you didn’t play along and simply shot him an unimpressed look, he snickered. “…when you fell from Heaven.”

Yeah, you were dressed as an angel.

Not your idea, though. As it turned out, Wanda was a big fan of Mardi Gras and begged until you all agreed to throw a costume party. Tuesday morning, she shoved a white dress into your arms and said you were an angel. You didn’t want to upset her, so you just rolled with it.

Sam laughed at his own joke before the smell of pancakes drew his attention away from you. You looked around the room and sighed, sipping your second glass of… whatever it was Natasha had given you. It was good, a bit fruity and bitter enough to match your mood.

Wanda, who was dressed as Violet from the Incredibles, was running around the living room, filling plates with pancakes. Loud music blasted through the speakers.

“Looking for someone?”

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Downsized

Title: Downsized

Summary: You always knew life with the Winchesters was crazy. But when Sam brings back home a three-year-old Dean, you begin to question your own sanity…

Author: deanssweetheart23

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader, Sam Winchester

Word count: 2163

Warnings: Some language. Fluff and crack. Crack and fluff. Mentions of sex because Dean’s a cheeky bastard. That’s all I think.

Author’s Notes: This is my submission for @trexrambling and @wheresthekillswitch “Crack Challenge”. Ladies, thank you so much for letting me participate, this has been one very interesting ride. 

Special thank you to my amazing twin @ravengirl94 for coming up with a very important (and hilarious) detail about this. And for putting up with my whiny self. She’s a hero, really.

Now, my prompt for this was “I’ll give you three seconds to stop doing that” and is included in bold in the text below. Honestly, this is my first time doing something like this but I think I like what I’ve got. 

Without further ado. Enjoy <3 

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual


16:30

Silence.

You hated the silence.

You’ve always hated it, ever since you were a kid, but now, after you’ve spent years of your life filled with noise and cries and laughter, filled with arguments and bickering about whose turn it was to go for a supply run, or short, angry snarls and whispered promises in a dark room when it was just you and Dean, that absence of sound, of speech, made everything worse.

16:45

You stared at the clock on the wall and bit on your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood.

Something was wrong. You could feel it. You didn’t know how, or why –the details weren’t important anyway. What really mattered was that Dean hadn’t called since that morning and that sickening feeling in the pit of your stomach that just wouldn’t go away.

Maybe you should just-

The sound of the bunker’s door being opened then closed interrupted your thoughts and, before you knew it, you were practically running towards the library, eyes wide and senses alert, until your leg gave out and you stumbled into the doorframe, muttering expletives under your breath. 

“Hi there, Y/N.” Sam greeted you with an amused smile. “I’m glad you’re so happy to see me.”

“Oh, shut up. I was worried. How did the hunt go? Why didn’t you call? Are you injured? Where is-”

“Hey,” the youngest Winchester chuckled, all delight and waggishness, “one question at a time, champ.”

Rolling your eyes, you raised an eyebrow in suspicion; despite his playfulness and confident swagger, you could see the way his smile seemed a bit too forced and his forehead puckered just a tiny little bit.

“Where is Dean?”

“Um,” he started, rocking back and forth on his heels, “about that.”

“Sam.” you tried again, a bit more forceful. “Where is Dean?”

And then, right before he could actually reply, a little kid with blonde hair and green eyes gripped on Sam’s leg and swam into view, wearing what was supposed to be one of Dean’s shirts and, oh, God, this was not happening.

“Is that-

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yeahishipitbitch  asked:

Do you guys have any fics with shotgunning? I live for sexually charged shotgunning with sterek! Thank you! :)

I’ve got explicitly rated shotgunning ;)  Hope that works!  -Emmy

Whispers of Smoke by orphan_account 

(1,175 I Explicit I Complete)

Basically Stiles and Derek get high and have sex

Anytime by Marishna 

(2,225 I Mature I Complete)

“Sorry!”

Stiles snorted and started laughing, too.  “For what?” he chuckled.

“Stiles,” Derek mumbled.  “I think I’m high.”

Stiles laughed harder and louder, the sound echoing off the trees and interrupting the birds and crickets.  Derek watched him for a second, then joined in, leaning heavily on Stiles while his body shuddered as he gasped for breath.

Stoners in Love (With Mary Jane) by deafmusiq 

(2,304 I Explicit I Complete)

 “Why do you always get first hit?” Stiles laid back on Derek’s bed again after taking the proffered blunt.

Derek took a moment to reply, his hands getting busy with the next joint before he exhaled, a large plume of smoke floating from his lips. “I get first hit because I rolled. Because I actually know how.“

New Romantics by Scavengersdaughter2 

(2,967 I Explicit I Complete)

Stiles and Derek don’t have a normal relationship. They’re not quite best friends, not quite lovers. They’re something new and different.
They wouldn’t have it any other way.

Breathe Me In And Let Me Stay by alakewood

(3,058 I Explicit I Complete)

It’s the first day of summer vacation and Stiles and Scott are supposed to have a bro-date to gorge on pizza and marathon all the Marvel movies.  Then Allison texts Scott and Scott bails and Stiles is left to share the pizza they’ve already ordered with Derek.  But that’s not all they share.

I’m Breathing In The Chemicals by laminy

(4,067 I Explicit I Complete)

Stiles needs a smoke. He ends up at Derek’s with the promise of one. When Stiles finds Derek’s particular mix a little too strong, Derek tries shotgunning to make it less intense. It doesn’t quite work. Takes place sometime, any time, during or after season three (mentions of Stiles’s hair and Derek’s new apartment).  

Breathe You In by forpony 

(4,694 I Explicit I Complete)

How Stiles and Derek become weed buddies.

Hale to the Chief by LadyLazarus 

(14,403 I Explicit I Complete)

First Son Stiles Stilinski thought college back home in Beacon Hills would be the best thing ever.

That is, until he realized that he’d be stuck with Derek Hale as his roommate the entire year.

Like Real People Do by queerly_it_is 

(15,361 I Explicit I Complete)

Stiles waits until Scott’s focused on the game, eyes narrowed and his tongue poking at the corner of his mouth, fingers tapping at the controller, before he says, “So I think we should kiss.”

Respiration and Inspiration by MajorAccent 

(31,437 I Explicit I Complete)

“Your dad’s the fucking sheriff of my hometown,” Derek hisses when Stiles is pretending to search through the expiration dates on the cartons of 1%. “When were you going to tell me that?”

“Uhm,” Stiles stalls, closing the glass-paned door. “Never?” He ventures. Seeing the hard placed scowl on Derek’s face, Stiles knows it’s not what he wanted to hear. “How was I supposed to bring it up?” He asks, voice pitching on hysterical in the middle before he forces it back down. “Right around the first time I was sparking up, just lean over and go, “Oh, hey, by the fucking way, I’m from Beacon Hills and my dad’s the sheriff, but he doesn’t know I do recreational drugs on the weekly,” and then recite Millay to you? Yeah, because that’d work out so goddamn well.”

I Know We’re The Crooked Kind (But You’re Crooked Too) By refuse_to_sink 

(53,768 I Explicit I Complete)

Derek Hale is in one of the most well known Motorcycle Clubs in America, as well as part of the well known Hale Pack. With that comes a lot of trouble, a lot of death, and a few stints in jail.

Stiles Stilinski, ex boyfriend to Derek Hale walked away from the Motorcycle Club lifestyle at the age of 22, and seven years later turns back up in Beacon Hills. With that comes even more trouble, even more death, and a few stints in jail.

Shit in Beacon Hills gets thrown upside down, and everyone is just trying to make it out alive.

Here in the Forest Dark and Deep by grimm 

(56,572 I Explicit I Complete)  *ghosts

There’s a boy in the woods.

There’s a boy in the woods and he’s always there, rain or shine, day or night.

There’s a creaking in the hall and a knocking on the door and no one is ever there.

Five people died in this house and Stiles Stilinski is not at all sure they’re gone for good.

Enough (III)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You/Baekhyun

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 3,667

Summary: You and Baekhyun have been married for two years. Somewhere during that time, things started to go wrong. Now you’re trying to leave. But can you?

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SnapChat Mishaps -Pt 2

 { I didn’t plan on writing a second part to any of the one shots but this one seems to be one of the favorites so I figured I’d turn it into a mini series. Please message me or comment or something to let me know if I should keep going with it ! Otherwise i might not ,xoxoxo}

Snapchat Mishaps One shot       { Master List}


    WHY?! why would Bucky come to my room? did he think this was a serious invitation?! Fuck.  Rapid knocks on your door startle you out of your thoughts, making your body freeze with panic. Maybe if I don’t answer-

“ Doll, I know youre in there.” Damn It.  You quickly roll off your bed to slid your robe over your bare body . You slowly open your door, and he is right there . His cheeks are slightly flushed, and his eyes are lust blown, the usual blue almost fully over taken with black. Fuck .

“Is there something you need Barnes?” you ask , crossing your arms over your chest as you speak .

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“ Oh I think you know the answer to that Doll.” his voice is dripping with want, theres no denying that.  You raise an eyebrow at him, a dirty smirk spreading across your face. I’m so going to have fun with this. 

Bucky is a little shit on a daily basis , making fun of you ,  annoying the shit of you constantly & then the next second he’s a flirty little jackass. Who thinks like that ? Let me just annoy this shit out of this girl,  then try to flirt my way into her pants . What a fucking ass.

“ Arent you going to invite me in ?” he asks when you don’t answer him .

“ No , I’m not. “you simply answer, making his eyes widen as you add ,” The snaps weren’t an invitation Barnes, and frankly, I don’t think  you’ve earned the right to come in just yet. So no , I’m not inviting in your room . But you know what I am going to do?“ you ask, stepping closer to him , you slowly run your hands up his chest,

” I’m going to go back in my room, drop this robe , and fuck myself . Over and over again . And you know what? Maybe , just maybe, ill think of you while I do it. Maybe ill imagine your hands, running down my body , rolling my nipples between your metal fingers, or maybe ill think about what it would feel like having your fingers fucking my tight, wet pussy . Mmm, ill probably imagine how good it would feel to ride your- “

 ” jesus Christ Y/n.“ Bucky half moans, half growls out . You glide one of your hands down his body , until it lands over his hard bulge  .Holy Fucking Hell .

” Good night Bucky.“ you lean up, gently kissing his cheek  .  He doesn’t move as you step back into your room ,his eyes never leaving you . 

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Before closing your door, you drop your robe, watching as his eyes drink in the sight of your bare body . He releases another growl, sending a new shock of heat straight to your core. You send him a wink before closing the door. You know it was a dick move to be that much of a tease, but God, was it fucking worth it to see the look on his face .

 You crawl back into your bed, immediately opening your snap, Time for the real fun.

  The First Snap : you start recording as you move your free hand to your chest, tugging and rolling your hard nipples between your fingers , letting out breathy moans as you do .  When the video cuts, you send it Bucky without hesitation.

 The Second. : You don’t wait, and start recording the next snap, your hand moving down to your clit, rubbing tight, hard circles around it . you don’t hold in the moans, letting them fall from your lips  . Send.

The Last One: you wait a couple minutes, building yourself up until youre near your finish . When you feel the knot in you tighten , you start the snap . You angle the camera so your mouth , and bare chest are in view as you plunge your fingers in and out of your pussy . You don’t want to show him every part of you , well not yet atleast. The sounds from your movements are obscene , and very audible ,  right as the video is about to end, you finish , Buckys name escaping your lips in moan as you cum all over your fingers. You can see your body arching, as you come undone, and its oddly satisfying when you rewatch it before you send it.  Happy with the outcome, you send to it Bucky . And wait for his response

 He didn’t reply for a few minutes, & it drove you insane. When your notifications finally went off your pulse picked up . you let out a deep breath as you open his video . It was of him, fucking himself with his hand, and moaning your name as he finishs, his cum shooting out over his chest .  They way he moans your name ignites a new fire in you  .  As torturous as this is for him, its just as bad for you now; and you didn’t plan on that. Sure, you always thought he was attractive, but his annoying  habits were difficult to ignore.  You didn’t think watching him do that to himself, would turn you on so much .  I really need to think of the outcomes of things before I do shit like this.


Its been a week, and everyday , you and Bucky would send dirty snaps back and forth . You’ve never been so sexually frustrated in your life, even when you get yourself off , its not enough  . You cant get the image of Bucky fucking you out of your head, and its all you want now . But is that a step you really want to take? Once its done , theres no going back .  I have to work with him, see him everyday , can I do that if I give in? If I let him fuck me, if I let him do whatever he wants to me? Will I be able to look him in the eyes without feeling awkward?  The flirting was limited only to snaps, besides his normal everyday flirting.  Its clear neither of you wanted to let people in on what game the two of you are playing. 

Its finally your day off, which means you sleep in until noon . When you finally wake up, you drag yourself out of your room , deciding against pants . When you walk into the kitchen , you aren’t surprised that its empty, everyone always does their own things in the afternoon, whether its training, a mission or just relaxing.  

 Youre facing the coffee pot, finally taking your first sip of your morning cup of crack when two hands appear on either side on you on the counter . One metal , one flesh . WTF?

” I thought you were going to sleep the entire day away doll.“ Buckys lips are right next to your ear, barely grazing them as he speaks. His lips glide down your neck, barely touching but just enough to make you squirm.

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” well you thought wrong . “  you have to hold in a whimper when he moves closer and his body presses tightly against your back. You can feel his bulge against your ass, making your body want to move back against him. Hes taking this to a new level,  shit. Its been a silent understandment, whoever caves first loses . And by caves, you mean whoever jumps the other one for sex first ,loses. And you aren’t about to give him the satisfaction  of winning .

 You decide to go with  it, moving your ass back against him. His hand jump from the counter to your waist, his grip tight enough that you know youll have bruises; but you don’t care .  He holds you against him, light moans leaving his lips as you grind yourself back against him . Its affecting you as much as it is him, you can feel a wetspot forming on your underwear , and are regretting not wearing pants now .

” Did you think about me Bucky? While you fucked yourself did you think about how tight my pussy would feel, wrapped around you dick as you fuck into me?  “

” Of course I did doll, fuck,  I haven’t been able to think about anything else. did you- did you think of me baby?“ he admits, and you know you have him.  You turn in his arms and lean up , hovering your lips over his.

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” Oh James, I thought of you taking me in every possible way . “ he moves to connect your lips but you back up . You place your hands behind you , lifting yourself up to sit on the counter . He steps forward to place himself between your legs, but you stick your hand up stopping him . He raises an eyebrow in question , but it drops as soon as your hand moves to your pussy . You lift your legs onto the counter, spreading yourself infront of him . His eyes fly to between your legs, watching as your finger draws circles into your clothed clit.  His metal hand moves to his crotch , palming at himself as he watches.

” Doll, please -“

” Do you want to see Bucky ? See how I’m dripping for you?’ you purr .  He still hasn’t actually seen you do it yourself , that was your one rule you had for youself . You never sent him a snap of your fingers in you, so hes really only seen your clit.  But at this moment, you want him to see everything. You want him to cave, to fuck you . You want Bucky Barnes to fuck you so badly , you even consider caving first ; but then snap out of your horny daze to realize you can win this without having to give; there’s no way he’ll be able to keep this up that much longer . He frantically nods ‘yes’ to your question , widening the smirk on your face as he does. As you go to pull your panties to the side, the sound of footsteps echoe from the hall . Of fucking course. You quickly hop off the counter, and away from Bucky .

 Steve and Sam walk in, their conversation stopping when they see you .

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“ look who finally woke - whoa whats going on in here?” sam asks . You let out an awkward laugh in response, grabbing your cup of coffee as you go to leave. It feels as if theres a puddle in your underwear, and its extremely uncomfortable , you need to get out here asap .

“ Ill see you boys later . ”

You hear them call their goodbyes as you step onto the elevator, before the  doors close Bucky runs down the hall, stopping infront of the doors as they begin closing. he doesn’t step in , just says,

“ This isn’t over doll .”

“ Oh sweetheart, you wont last much longer.“

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Love making vs Sex with Jimin

this was req. by anon after I made another version with jungkook. sorry this took so long, but if you’ve followed me for awhile you know i’m bad at doing things in a timely manner lmao


love making:

- kisses kisses and more kisses because how could you not with those lips
- a lot of whimpering
- when he’s not whining he’s whispering how beautiful you are under his breath
- loves when you rake your nails down his back
- very passionate and maybe likes a little pain play
- those soft plump lips everywhere
- his shy gaze won’t lock with yours for long
- he’s watching his slow thrusts fill you, watching himself pump in and out of you
- jimin would be focused on making both of you feel good
- a lot of jaw clenching and furrowed brows in pleasure
- jimin throwing his head back to enjoy the feeling of you
- would pull out instead of coming inside you, and stroke himself until he finishes on you
- then he’d help you by eating you out with long and wet licks

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anonymous asked:

Any advice for giving my first bj? I get the gist of the whole process (I put a penis in my mouth) but I'm really nervous and anything will help

Well… The art of fellatio is an ancient form. One many have mastered and one many have failed. Below, I’ve compiled a list of techniques that will aid in your ability to achieve your greatest climax potential…well, his. 

1. Don’t just wolf it down. If you’re in a rush, then by all means, but then it wouldn’t matter how sloppy it is. You have time. Pinch and/or bite his nips on your way down to weenie town. Enjoy the scenery. Admire the landscape. He can wait. You’re doing the work, right? Right. Next.

2. You’ve found the penis. Assuming he’s hard by now cause you’ve been slaying the bedroom up to this point, grab the base of that shit like you’re about to belt the bridge of Celine Dion’s “My Heart Will Go On.” Like, he’s finna cum nearrr, farrrr, wherevvver your mouth is, ya feel? Get a nice grip near the base. Sometimes, you gotta just use a pointer finger and thumb cause some guys don’t have as much cylindrical real estate but that’s okay. Your throat will be thankful. 

3. Now from here, you can go ahead and just slob on his knob like corn on the cob but I mean, that’s no fun. Assuming you’re between his legs cause this is your first time and that’s the “social norm” for your first beegee concert (I need to stop), with your tongue, bring it to the top like you’re never gonna stop. Like, your popsicle is melting but you worked hard for that $2.25 and you don’t wanna waste it. Look him in the eye if you’s a freak. Get up to the tippy top, THEN let him enter you. It’s almost like you’re meeting someone new and this is your first impression. Eye contact. Other hand sliding down his chest and stomach. Etc. They go a long way. 

4. From here, it’s really a matter of what gets him going. Pay attention to his moans and groans. Feel around, go up the sides with your mouth, suck on a nut or two. Sometimes guys balls are sensitive so they’ll squirm around when you lick them, but if they don’t like it, they’ll tell you. And speaking of balls, pro-tip: Beneath his juevos, there’s a muscular bit which is essentially the part of the D that runs down to your gooch. You have one too, so you can print these notes out and feel around for it while you study. Whilst going down on this gent, squish on that with your thumb. Like, go up and down it. It almost feels like your booty’s getting played with but like, not at all. Nike. Just Do It. 

5. As far as handwork for the shaft. Once you’ve buttered his baguette, be it with spit or lube (water-based or silicon will work - you can swallow it), essentially choke his chicken while you suck on the top. That almost always makes guys cum. Even when they say, “You can try but no one ever gets me off with head alone.” You know what you say to them? “Challenge Accepted.” Then you rock their world. 

6. Now, depending on how big your dude is and how non-existent your gag reflex is, you can try to deepthroat it. A lot of this has to do with the shape of his willis more than anything. If it curves to the right, you need to position yourself comin’ in hot from the right. If it does like a rainbow, you know what I mean, from the base to his belly, you might have to 69 the dude to get that sucker down. Which I mean, would be fun for all involved, I think. Just watch your teeth and don’t be a hero. Your throat WILL be sore from all the blunt trauma. Moving on.

I think that’s good enough for your first go. If you want him to sin in you, by all means. Word to the wise, though. If cum freaks you out, you don’t have to take that shit. He’ll groan and squirm before he goes, so you can just stop with your mouth and continue with your hand. If you want it in your mouth, but don’t wanna swallow, just let it drizzle down the sides like frosting those mirror-glazed cakes. All feels the time. Just don’t get that shit in your eye. It will feel like someone punched you and will look like it, too. That shit does not wash out easily. 

Lastly, in all seriousness. I feel like I have impressionable teen followers which bestows some level of moral responsibility on me. STD’s are fucking real. The “correct” and safe way to give a blowie to anyone you don’t know hasn’t been checked for everything over a 3 month period, is to have him wear a condom. They have those flavored ones which help make that more enjoyable for you but realistically, if you’re not gonna want to use one, at LEAST have a good feeling about the guy and how much you trust him and who he may or may not have been with. Also, you’d be going into that knowing good and well that you could still get something. Nothing is 100%. Play safe. Be smart. Don’t trust anyone saying they’re “clean” or “ddf” cause they honestly might not even know. Unfortunately, that’s the reality of being an adult and having sex. For further questions on STD’s, hit my DMs up. I’ll gladly educate. Otherwise, Happy Blowing! Hope this helped!

every song that fall out boy has never played live

•Favorite Record
•Twin Skeleton’s (Hotel in NYC)
•The Mighty Fall
•Rat-a-Tat
•Alpha Dog (never performed in full)
•From Now On We Are Enemies
•The (Shipped) Gold Standard
•27
•w.a.m.s.
•West Coast Smoker
•Lake Effect Kid (never performed in full)
•Bang The Doldrums
•Fame < Infamy
•You’re Crashing, But You’re No Wave
•I’ve Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers
•G.I.N.A.S.F.S.
•It’s Hard To Say “I Do”, When I Don’t
•I’ve Got A Dark Alley And A Bad Idea That Say You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song)
•7 Minutes In Heaven (Atavan Halen)
•Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends
•Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying (For Your Part To Save The Scene And Stop Going To Shows)
•Snitches and Talkers Get Stitches and Walkers (Album version was never performed live)
•My Heart Is the Worst Kind of Weapon
•It’s Not A Side Effect Of The Cocaine, I •Am Thinking It Must Be Love
•Love Will Tear Us Apart (Cover)
•Sending Postcards From a Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here)
•Calm Before The Storm (this version was never performed live)
•Pretty In Punk
•The World’s Not Waiting (For Five Tired Boys In A Broken Down Van)
•Short, Fast, and Loud
•Parker Lewis Can’t Lose (But I’m Gunna Give It My Best Shot)
•Hand of God
•7-9 Legendary
•Pavlove
•Austin, We Have a Problem
•Star 67
•My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Original)
•We Don’t Take Hits, We Write Them

Too In Character

 Pairing: Jared x Reader
Words: 758

-Jared and the reader do a breakup scene that just feels too real for Jared-

A/N: If you want tagged in anything, let me know.



          Jared had been kind of worried ever since he had seen the script. You had been teasing him, but he legitimately seemed like this scene was going to be a problem for him. The two of you had never had that big of an issue when doing a scene together for Supernatural.

           “Jare?” you made him look at you as the two of you sat together before the scene was going to be shot.

           He looked up, “Hmm?”

           “You’re thinking too hard.”

           He shrugged, “This scene is just going to suck.”

           You laughed slightly, “Babe, you do fights with all kinds of monsters and this is the scene that stresses you out?”

           He nodded, “Yeah. It is.”

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Treetop Confessions

Summary: An accident in training causes feelings to be confessed.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language, implied sex.

A/N: I wanted to make a Loki or a Thor story in honor of the Ragnarok trailer, and I still may of y’all wanna see one, send me requests for either one of them! I just had this one in writing for so long and I FINALLY finished it. So Voila`!

Originally posted by stuckwithbuck

Ever since Bucky fucking Barnes came to the compound, I have NEVER been the same. The man showed up, and all of a sudden I lost all control of my emotions, hormones and body. Literally everything just fell apart. Also, I haven’t gotten laid in over 3 years. 3 YEARS. I’m not the type to take someone home and sleep with them once, or to be friends with benefits. It’s been my only promise to myself, to not have sex with a random stranger JUST because I’m feeling frisky, that’s what I have toys for. I only have sex with someone when I’m in a relationship with them. HOWEVER, James Buchanan Barnes may make me throw out every promise I’ve ever made to myself and not think twice about it. The sad part is I don’t really even know him very well, we only say a few words to one another. For the longest time I thought the guy just didn’t like me, and Steve had to reassure me that’s not the case, he just doesn’t know how to socialize anymore, and certainly doesn’t know how to talk to women. It’ll take some time, and I understand that. Doesn’t make it any less frustrating that I can’t get over this stupid school girl crush I have on the guy.

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Wacom Cintiq Pro 13 Review

I will just list everything that I cared but couldn’t found enough information from other existing reviews. They are in the order as I came across them during the initial setup until it fully works. (2017-06-26)

2 cables

  1. One for data, one for power
  2. Both are USB-C
  3. One cable on each side, sticking out like a demon, not OCD friendly
  4. USB 3.0 from computer cannot power this thing, so why USB-C?
  5. Power adapter is bulky, larger than the ipad’s.

Wacom Link Adapter

  1. It combines 1 mini-dp and 1 USB 3.0 into its data USB-C port
  2. I have to buy a converter cable because my GPU has full-sized DP port.

The Screen (Drawing)

  1. Improved parallax, but pen tip still is not where your cursor is.
  2. More friction than any previous Wacom products.
  3. Has 2 nice, sturdy, metal kick-stand. The lower edge of the screen connects with the desktop in a very comfortable way.
  4. I feel much better to draw on Pro 13 than 13HD. It’s not about the new pen.

The Screen (Display)

  1. Not very reflective, not distracted by ceiling light
  2. Too grainy, worse than 13HD, aggressive color dispersion
  3. So when you move your head, you see the grains on screen dispersing rainbow like color. Very distracting at first, can get used to.
  4. sRGB 90% (sRGB mode, Calibrated as 100 cd/m^2 at 38% Brightness, factory is 75%, 13HD was 85% sRGB). Color temperature is 6400K. Greyscale response curves are not very straight. Must better black-white contrast than 13HD, 13HD was very bad. Pro 13′s color is acceptable, but not as good as I expected. Can’t trust its color for serious works.
  5. No backlight flicker at any brightness level. This means all brightness level are useful now. 13 HD had very bad flickers I had to use it on 100% brightness all time.

The Buttons

  1. Zero delay power button
  2. All buttons except the first one are not really driver buttons, they requires Windows driver support, which means they don’t work under Linux and they are not programmable.
  3. Yep, the toggle touch switch requires Windows driver you Linux hippies.
  4. To disable Cintiq Pro 13′s touch under Linux, in terminal, execute: xinput set-prop ‘Wacom Co.,Ltd. Cintiq Pro 13 Touch Finger touch’ 'Device Enabled’ 0
  5. The “tablet” button doesn’t turn your workstation into a tablet, Cintiq just turns off its screen and pretend to be a over-sized Intuos Pro. It doesn’t do it through Windows driver, so it’s a real hard button. However, if you press that thing under Linux…

Display Port + Linux

  1. DP can do auto power down, but Linux don’t like it. Many distro has weird behaviors after you switch off a DP display then switch it back on.
  2. Cintiq Pro 13 does auto power down by default. When it does not detect signal from computer, it quickly powers off. Sometimes Linux fails to detect it during boot up with auto power off enabled.
  3. That “tablet“ button, because it switch off screen and forces the digitizer to map on the standalone monitor, it can cause Pro 13 to switch ON/OFF by itself like crazy, or sometimes the pen cannot be mapped back to Pro 13.
  4. Oh that zero-delay power switch on Pro 13, too. Now you understand how dangerous it is under Linux.

The “New” Pen

  1. I think they are functionally the same as the old models since Intuos 4
  2. It’s lighter than Intuos 4 pens, same weight as Cintiq 13HD’s.
  3. It feels cheaper than anything Intuos Pro pens before.
  4. 8192 levels of pressure? I could not tell the difference.
  5. Guess what, my old intuos 4 pens still works on the new screen, while the “new“ pen still works on my old intuos 4! Which is great because I was worried about also buying a new intuos pro to work with it. Now I can save the money for a Cintiq Pro 16
  6. Very skeptical now about how they marketed the “new” pen…

Conclusion

There were so many things that hit me when setting up Cintiq Pro 13, but mostly because I use Linux. However, most of my miseries were the result of the lack of real built-in display controls. And they marketed the buttons as “real hardware switches“. Oh yeah, the buttons maybe hard-wired, but the functions are not! I WAS ANGRY ABOUT THIS BECAUSE IT WAS WHAT I NEEDED AND I FELT BEING TRICKED.

But it feels much better to draw on it! So I have no regret.

THAT DOUBLE HORN DEMON CABLE CONNECTION THOUGH. If I know who came up with this stupid idea instead a single cable connection…

Sixteen Small Steps to Happiness:

1. push yourself to get up before the rest of the world - start with 7am, then 6am, then 5:30am. go to the nearest hill with a big coat and a scarf and watch the sun rise.

2. push yourself to fall asleep earlier - start with 11pm, then 10pm, then 9pm. wake up in the morning feeling re-energized and comfortable.

3. erase processed food from your diet. start with no lollies, chips, biscuits, then erase pasta, rice, cereal, then bread. use the rule that if a child couldn’t identify what was in it, you don’t eat it.

4. get into the habit of cooking yourself a beautiful breakfast. fry tomatoes and mushrooms in real butter and garlic, fry an egg, slice up a fresh avocado and squirt way too much lemon on it. sit and eat it and do nothing else.

5. stretch. start by reaching for the sky as hard as you can, then trying to touch your toes. roll your head. stretch your fingers. stretch everything.

6. buy a 1L water bottle. start with pushing yourself to drink the whole thing in a day, then try drinking it twice.

7. buy a beautiful diary and a beautiful black pen. write down everything you do, including dinner dates, appointments, assignments, coffees, what you need to do that day. no detail is too small.

8. strip your bed of your sheets and empty your underwear draw into the washing machine. put a massive scoop of scented fabric softener in there and wash. make your bed in full.

9. organise your room. fold all your clothes (and bag what you don’t want), clean your mirror, your laptop, vacuum the floor. light a beautiful candle.

10. have a luxurious shower with your favourite music playing. wash your hair, scrub your body, brush your teeth. lather your whole body in moisturiser, get familiar with the part between your toes, your inner thighs, the back of your neck.

11. push yourself to go for a walk. take your headphones, go to the beach and walk. smile at strangers walking the other way and be surprised how many smile back. bring your dog and observe the dog’s behaviour. realise you can learn from your dog.

12. message old friends with personal jokes. reminisce. suggest a catch up soon, even if you don’t follow through. push yourself to follow through.

14. think long and hard about what interests you. crime? sex? boarding school? long-forgotten romance etiquette? find a book about it and read it. there is a book about literally everything.

15. become the person you would ideally fall in love with. let cars merge into your lane when driving. pay double for parking tickets and leave a second one in the machine. stick your tongue out at babies. compliment people on their cute clothes. challenge yourself to not ridicule anyone for a whole day. then two. then a week. walk with a straight posture. look people in the eye. ask people about their story. talk to acquaintances so they become friends.

16. lie in the sunshine. daydream about the life you would lead if failure wasn’t a thing. open your eyes. take small steps to make it happen for you.

—  someone on instagram a long time ago.
I'm a slut for dirty talk so.. Phone sex Joshler!

“Miss me already?” Josh smirked, holding the phone against his ear. He sunk down into the plush bed, the mountain of pillows holding him upright. Josh loved hotel beds. “I wanted to share!” Tyler snapped, obviously still annoyed. “I can’t believe they put us in separate rooms.”
“They thought they were doing us a favour-” Josh reasoned, stretching himself out on the bed. Josh had already got himself undressed for the night, wearing just his boxers.
Tyler huffed but didn’t argue. “You know what I would be doing if you were here?” Tyler’s voice was low and Josh hummed. “Tell me…”

There was a slight sound of rustling, Tyler moving on his own bed before he continued. “I would kiss you…” Tyler told him, his voice heavy. “I would kiss your lips. Your neck. Throat. Chest.” Josh shifted himself so he was laying down, one knee bent, his free hand resting on his thigh and the other holding his phone to his ear.

“You know that thing you like?” Tyler spoke again, his sultry voice drawing Josh in. “Josh?”
“Yes.” Josh whispered, his fingers drawing patterns on his bare thigh. “What do you like baby?” Tyler asked and Josh twitched slightly, getting hard. “When you-” Josh cut himself short, embarrassment creeping up on him. “Tell me.”

Tyler’s voice was louder than before, assertive. “Use your teeth.” Josh settled on saying. “When I lick and kiss your chest, using my tongue on your nipples..” Tyler pressed. “And I’ll build it up, sucking and licking, real good for you Josh.” Tyler’s breath was heavy now and Josh could imagine him, laying in his own bed, hard, thinking about Josh.

Josh hummed, his hand resting over his crouch. “I’ll wait until you’re practically begging me before I scrape my teeth over your skin, biting down hard, making you scream my name.” Josh whimpered at Tyler’s words, his eyes slipping shut as he pressed down on his erection. “Would you like that?”

“Yes..” Josh’s voice was more of a whine than anything. He was squirming against the sheets, hard and needy. “Tell me how much.” Tyler breathed. “A lot.” Josh said, trying to find the words. “I love it when you-” Josh’s hips rose off the bed, pressing against his hand, making him whimper. “You.. Tease me.”

“Are you touching yourself Josh?” Tyler asked and Josh shook his head before answering a quiet “not yet.”
“Do it.” Tyler demanded “imagine it’s me touching you.” Josh’s hand slipped under his shorts, gripping himself tightly. “Speak baby.” Tyler’s voice was still cool, held together and clear. Josh wondered if he was as worked up as he was. “It feels so good-” Josh told him, followed with a low moan. “I wish it was you, I love it when you touch me Ty.” Josh lifted his hips and pulled his shorts down around his knees before taking hold of himself again, his hand slowly working himself.

He could feel the heat building, the pressure, his stomach in knots. Josh knew Tyler wouldn’t have to say much more for him to lose it completely. “I want to taste you Josh, suck on that beautiful cock of yours while you pull my hair and-” Tyler let out a long sigh and Josh groaned, thinking about him finally touching himself. “I love it when you fuck my face.” Tyler finished, his words not as steady as before.

Josh was panting, his eyes screwed shut, Tyler’s voice taking him over. “You’re mouth was made for sucking dick.” Josh added, holding tightly at the base of his dick, delaying himself. “You’re so good baby.” Tyler moaned down the phone at Josh’s praise and Josh forced himself to let go of his dick. He wasn’t going to last, he felt like a horny teenager again. “Get you all wet with my spit-” Tyler groaned “so you can fuck me real good…” Tyler was definately close, Josh could hear it.

“I’ll fuck you so good.” Josh took hold of himself again, letting out a needy whine. “I’ll be on my knees for you Josh, all yours.” Tyler was completely breathless. “Stop.” Josh snapped. “Stop touching yourself.” Josh heard a low groan followed by Tyler’s heavy breathing, stillness. “I want you to finger yourself.” Josh told him, letting go of himself.

There were the sounds of Tyler shuffling around before a small “okay.”
“Get your fingers wet.” Josh instructed before hearing Tyler suck on his fingers, wet and loud for Josh. Josh licked his lips. “Nice and slow-” Tyler whined and Josh listened intently for any other sounds. “Two fingers-” Tyler gritted out, between low pants of breath. “So tight…”
“Does it feel good?” Josh breathed, itching to touch himself.

“Y-yeah…” Tyler hummed before carrying on. “Wish it was you. Want you to fuck…ah… fuck me.” Josh slowly stroked himself, listening to Tyler’s heavy breaths, picturing him fingering himself, on his knees, legs spread wide. “Faster.” Josh heard Tyler’s breath hitch. “So good.” Tyler’s voice was high, his breathing fast, as he worked himself faster. Josh stroked himself faster too, thinking about fucking himself into Tyler. “You’re so good baby.” Josh groaned, his hips bucking into his fist.

“Fuck, Josh, fuck.” Tyler cried. Josh closed his eyes again, gripping himself harder. Tyler let out a long cry, his voice cracking as he came. Josh bit his lip as he listened to Tyler’s small grunts, his breathing heavy and steady. “Come on Josh.” Tyler breathed, sounding completely wrecked. “Come for me baby.” And with that, Josh was coming, Tyler’s name slipping from his lips, his hips bucking wildly, his chest sticky.

Josh let go of himself, humming in content. “We’re sharing next time.” Tyler said, making Josh smile. “Or you could just come over tonight?” Josh suggested, running his fingers over his chest. “My room isn’t far…” Josh said as he wiped his hand on the t-shirt that was laying on the floor next to his bed. Josh heard Tyler shuffling around “I’ll be right over. Unlock the door.”

Happy Trails to You

Requested by anon: The reader gets turned on by Sam’s happy trail.

Warning: smut, a little dirty talk, Sam’s monster cock (and I’m not sorry)

Word Count: 2300ish

A/N: This was a fun request. Hope y’all enjoy! Feedback always appreciated. And I know the picture isn’t technically Sam, but COME ON. LOOK AT HIM.

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anonymous asked:

Your tip on shaving with coconut oil was amazing! Do you have any other tips/recipes/techniques?

I’m on mobile rn but I have a few:

- If you’re having a hard time keeping bushy eyebrows in one position, like me, spray some hairspray onto your finger. Dab that along your eyebrows, and then quickly use a clean spoolie brush to shape/brush them.

- Put sunscreen on your hands, if nowhere else. Your hands are one of the first things to wrinkle. (Thank my Nana for this tip, she’s a beauty queen.)

- Don’t use tape on your eyes. Just don’t.

- Heat protectant spray for your hair is real and a necessity if you use a lot of heat tools, especially if your hair is damaged from colouring.

- If you’re like me and you wax your own eyebrows/upper lip/underarms, have baby powder handy, it’s really soothing and prevents chafing.

- Those homemade hair treatments for split ends (usually include eggs, coconut oil, mayo, etc.) don’t really work. Just get a haircut, your hair will thank you.

Sixteen Small Steps to Happiness

1. push yourself to get up before the rest of the world - start with 7am, then 6am, then 5:30am. go to the nearest hill with a big coat and a scarf and watch the sun rise. 2. push yourself to fall asleep earlier - start with 11pm, then 10pm, then 9pm. wake up in the morning feeling re-energized and comfortable. 3. erase processed food from your diet. start with no lollies, chips, biscuits, then erase pasta, rice, cereal, then bread. use the rule that if a child couldn’t identify what was in it, you don’t eat it. 4. get into the habit of cooking yourself a beautiful breakfast. fry tomatoes and mushrooms in real butter and garlic, fry an egg, slice up a fresh avocado and squirt way too much lemon on it. sit and eat it and do nothing else. 5. stretch. start by reaching for the sky as hard as you can, then trying to touch your toes. roll your head. stretch your fingers. stretch everything. 6. buy a 1L water bottle. start with pushing yourself to drink the whole thing in a day, then try drinking it twice. 7. buy a beautiful diary and a beautiful black pen. write down everything you do, including dinner dates, appointments, assignments, coffees, what you need to do that day. no detail is too small. 8. strip your bed of your sheets and empty your underwear draw into the washing machine. put a massive scoop of scented fabric softener in there and wash. make your bed in full. 9. organise your room. fold all your clothes (and bag what you don’t want), clean your mirror, your laptop, vacuum the floor. light a beautiful candle. 10. have a luxurious shower with your favourite music playing. wash your hair, scrub your body, brush your teeth. lather your whole body in moisturiser, get familiar with the part between your toes, your inner thighs, the back of your neck. 11. push yourself to go for a walk. take your headphones, go to the beach and walk. smile at strangers walking the other way and be surprised how many smile back. bring your dog and observe the dog’s behaviour. realise you can learn from your dog. 12. message old friends with personal jokes. reminisce. suggest a catch up soon, even if you don’t follow through. push yourself to follow through. 14. think long and hard about what interests you. crime? sex? boarding school? long-forgotten romance etiquette? find a book about it and read it. there is a book about literally everything. 15. become the person you would ideally fall in love with. let cars merge into your lane when driving. pay double for parking tickets and leave a second one in the machine. stick your tongue out at babies. compliment people on their cute clothes. challenge yourself to not ridicule anyone for a whole day. then two. then a week. walk with a straight posture. look people in the eye. ask people about their story. talk to acquaintances so they become friends. 16. lie in the sunshine. daydream about the life you would lead if failure wasn’t a thing. open your eyes. take small steps to make it happen for you. -EmmaElsworthy.com

Imagine seeing Steve & Sam exercising

“Whoa,” a soft voice disturbed your reading. You looked up from the book on your lap and looked over to the women who was sitting next to you on the park bench. You followed her gaze right to two men working out on a bench. Well the one in the blue sweats was working out, while the man in the green shorts seemed to be mocking his friend.

“Yeah, it’s a nice view,” you replied with a chuckle.

“Nice? It’s art,” she groaned.

Placing your bookmark on the page you were reading, you closed the book. You turned to the cute brunette and asked innocently, “So, which one do you like?”

Her eyes moved from each man, before settling on the one in the shorts. “Green shorts, he seems funny.”

You sighed in relief and stood up from the bench. “Good choice, because the one in blue is mine.”

She watched in disbelief as you jogged toward Sam and Steve. “Hey, stud muffins!”

Immediately the two men turned at the sound of your teasing voice, Steve grinned as you tossed him your book. “You guys done goofing off or what?”

Steve reached for your waist and pulled you to him. You leaned up and kissed him on the mouth, Sam rolled his eyes and groaned. You waved him off and kissed Steve harder, his hand slid up your back to the nape of your neck.

“Come on!” Sam complained.

Finally you pulled away from Steve and looked over to your friend. “See that cute brunette on the park bench behind me?”

Sam’s eyes flickered to the bench, his eyes lit up. “Oh, she’s cute.”

“Yup. And she thinks you’re funny.”

“Me?”

Steve smirked and slung his arm around your waist, “I’m sure Y/N isn’t lying. You better go before she leaves.”

The two of you watched Sam jog toward the women and sit next to her, immediately the pair started talking and laughing. Steve looked at you and shook his head. “You really are a team player, huh?”

You turned to face the handsome man and shrugged nonchalantly. “I just wanted you to myself.”

“Wow, selfish much?” Steve teased.

“Very,” your hand played with the end of his shirt. Your fingers moved to the elastic waistband of his blue pants. “I want you all to myself.”

“What are you doing?” Steve raised an eyebrow at you.

“I want to show you how much of a team player I am. A real MVP.”

Steve let out a hard groan and quickly took your hand. “Let’s get back to the Tower, NOW.”

“What about Sam?” you asked with false concern, biting down on your lip.

“He knows his way back.”


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anonymous asked:

Ryuji and/or Yusuke helping the Reader through some heartbreak headcanons? Maybe they fall for the reader, too? (Sorry if this is too specific, your writing is incredible!!)

Don’t worry about it, anon! Details give my writing structure. ^^ And dkhvfjfdb you’re a blessing, thank you so much! Enjoy!


Ryuji:

  • Ryuji keeps his phone pasted to his hand whenever he’s not with you; he doesn’t want to miss a single phone call or text, just in case you need him.
  • He’ll bring snacks and manga over if you’re especially depressed.
  • Ryuji is very realistic with you; however, he will not be harsh or brutal.
  • On the contrary, he’s more reassuring than anything. 
  • “This is gonna suck, and it’s gonna be real hard for you. But I’m not gonna let you do this alone. We’ll see this through, together. No rush.”
  • Ryuji will simply act as he normally does. He doesn’t want to make your situation even more difficult by being excessively smothering or awkward.
  • He’ll hold you if you lean on him, and he’ll allow you to soak his shirt with tears as though it were your tissue.
  • His fingers will rake your hair; he knows that it’s your favorite. 
  • This is one of the few occasions he’s gentle and patient.
  • “That’s good,” he whispers as you cry into his shoulder, “you don’t gotta bottle it up.”
  • When you’re this close to him, he’s extremely conflicted.
  • On one hand, his heart aches from watching you suffer and break down. Each tear feels like a chemical burn on his skin.
  • However, it beats a bit faster when he feels the warmth emanating from you and when he smells the fragrant shampoo in your hair.
  • He thinks it’s protectiveness at first, but the urge to kiss all your tears away completely drowned that belief.
  • Of course, Ryuji keeps his feelings to himself. This is about you, not him.
  • Besides, you’re worth waiting for.


Yusuke:

  • The most Yusuke can say at first is “there, there”.
  • He offers his dorm to you temporarily; he understands how painful it is to lament by yourself.
  • If you agree, expect him to be a very gracious host.
  • He turns his dorm inside-out trying to retrieve blankets, tea, or comfort food.
  • Eventually, he gathers up what little money he has to spare to purchase ice cream for you.
  • Painting becomes toilsome for him because he can’t stop worrying about you, so he’ll engage in a staring contest with his empty canvas, furrowing his brows and wearing a slight frown.
  • Yusuke will give you space, but he’ll check up on you at random intervals, asking if you require anything.
  • If he catches you crying, he’ll silently amble to you and allow you to stain his shirt with your sorrow, regardless of how violently his heart shatters from the sight.
  • You get goosebumps from him brushing your arms and back with his fingertips as he embraces you.
  • Rather than speaking, he feels that the silence is more appropriate. He believes that it’s more beneficial to your well-being if you sob in peace.
  • He’ll only speak once you’re finished, and he’ll lightly rock you as his hushed voice sends tingles down your spine.
  • “I am here, and I will remain so for however long you need. You are my cherished friend, so please do not hesitate to rely on me.”
  • When you return back to your home, realization rushes him as soon as the door slams and he is alone once again.
  • He places his hand over his heart, physically feeling the twinge of loneliness within it.
  • Oh… so that’s how it is.
  • Yusuke will not reveal his feelings immediately; it would be too selfish since you had only just recovered and were still vulnerable.
  • At the moment, seeing the smile return to your face was rewarding enough for him.
Say Goodbye (pt. 5)

Sean and Signe are forced to leave on their flight back to Ireland, especially with the oncoming snow storm. Yet Anti has still not made an appearance since the panel, and Sean is nervous. “This isn’t right. He should’ve show up already, and now we’re leaving the country. Just leaving him wherever he is.”

“There’s nothing we can do, Sean. If we didn’t leave when we did, we’d be stuck there for another week, and you know how you’d hate being stuck and unable to work.” Signe squeezes his hand and takes a deep breath. “We’ll just have to wait and see what happens. That’s all we can do now.”

When they arrive back at their house, Sean half expects to find Anti lounging on the couch or something, watching Netflix and demanding food, but the glitch is nowhere to be seen. “I don’t like it. Where is he?”

 

Anti, hands dug deep into his pockets, glitches from the end of the street to the house he’s been searching for as the snow pours from the sky in wet, icy sheets. He’s shivering from the cold, only having his t-shirt and ripped jeans to keep him warm, and when he drops onto the front porch, he’s sure he’s going to fade out of existence just days after getting it.

Then someone answers the door. “You.”

Anti glances up at the black and white version of Markiplier whose blazing eyes are currently burning into Anti’s skin. “Relax, Darky. I just need a place ta crash until I get my strength back.” Anti pulls himself to his feet and leans against the doorframe. “Aren’t ya gunna invite me in?”

Dark gives him another heated glare. “Why should I? You’ve done nothing but make trouble for me so far, and it’s kind of enjoyable to watch you suffer.” He smirks and shoves Anti out of the way of the door so that he can close it, but the glitch zaps into the hallway behind Dark with a snicker.

“Oooh, I like being able to do that,” Anti says, looking down at his shivering hands. “This body glitches a lot easier than the other one.”

Dark rolls his eyes, shutting the door behind him as he turns to survey the new Ego. “So you finally got strong enough to become corporeal. How nice.” Dark brushes past Anti and goes into the den of the abandoned house he’s been using since coming to PAX East with Mark. “You’re such a weakling.”

“Not all of us are as strong as you lot,” Anti says. “Where are the other ones that look like you anyway?”

“Asleep,” Dark says, picking up the mug of tea he’d been enjoying until getting so rudely interrupted. “You haven’t met the others yet, have you?”

Anti shakes his head, looking around at the house. It’s barely furnished, and what furniture is there was abandoned for a reason. “This the best ya could do? Wow, Darky, ya aren’t as well off as I thought.”

Dark’s shell cracks slightly, but the Ego remains calm. “It’s temporary, of course. Just while we’re here in Boston. And what about you? Didn’t your creator get on a plane headed back to Ireland? That’s certainly a problem.” Dark laughs into his tea as he takes a gulp. The liquid trails down his throat and into his stomach, and he relishes the warmth. There’s no heating in the house, of course, aside from the low fire burning in the fireplace, but he’s also quite resistant to the cold.

“I wanted to talk to ya first before heading back to Ireland with the green-haired wonder and his adoring girlfriend,” Anti mumbles. “You’ve been at this corporeal thing fer a few years now, right?” He wanders over to the fire and starts to warm himself.

“Yes,” Dark says, raising an eyebrow as if to say, “And your point is?”

Anti rubs his hands together as the feeling returns to his fingers. “What’s the point? What’s the end goal, I mean? Why do we become real?”

Dark picks a bit of lint off of his suit and tosses it aside with a pained sigh. “Anti, each figment’s purpose is unique. I exist to be the antithesis of Mark, his evil opposite. I want power and control, and I work very hard to get it.” Dark glances up at the glitch with a sneer as his aura snakes around the other man. “You have to ask yourself, what do you want? And how will you get it?”

Anti looks down at his shoes, wet from the melted snow, and shakes his head. “That’s the problem, I guess. I don’t know what it is that I want.”