sour peach

Sweet as a Sour Peach (2/?)

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes, eventual Steve x Bucky x Reader

Word Count: ~4059 (back on my bullshit lmao)

Series Warnings: Farm AU, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, NSFW (18+), Smut, Angst, Fluff, mentions of past sexual assault, M/M and M/F/M sexual situations, some violence, and all the usual warnings that come with omegaverse stuff

Chapter Warnings: NSFW, Nudity, M/M smut, Voyeurism, Masturbation, Oral Sex (Male Receiving), Language, Not Beta Read

A/N: It’s a little late (as per usual lol) because I wanted to make it better. Is it good? I dunno, I’m way too critical of my own work tbh. It sure is something tho lol ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Feedback is very much appreciated!!

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Originally posted by stereocolours

Surprisingly, the boys were already waiting by the time you made it down to the barn after letting out some of the animals.

You opted to wear jeans to avoid any mishaps that could happen while wearing a dress, even if it was cooler to wear one in this heat. Normally you’d just wear one of your father’s old t-shirts when you wore pants but your mom insisted on something a little nicer.

So there you were, strolling up to the barn in a button-up shirt feeling way too nice-looking to be out dealing with chicken shit.

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Yahaba Shigeru Headcanons!!!

Cause it’s my salty creampuff’s birthday!!

(Warning: mention of anxiety/panic attacks)

- Can play piano really well. His mother got him lessons in elementary school because someone mentioned how his longer fingers would be great for playing it. He likes doing pop song adaptations, and will even record teammates favorite songs for their birthdays for them. Oikawa got a recording of Bubblegum Bitch by Marina and the Diamonds. Kyoutani got a recording of Blackpink’s Playing with Fire (cause side headcanon of Kyoutani loving Kpop girl groups). On his and Mattsun’s birthday, he gave Mattsun a record We Are Number One. Everyone loves their recordings.

- He’s insanely flexible. Like before practice everyone is doing half hearted leg stretches while he’s doing backbends and splits. Oikawa is jealous and Kyoutani can’t take his eyes off of him.

- He is addicted to those peach sour ring candies, and will actually jump up and down in excitement if you surprise him with some.

- One time he overheard a girl trash talking Kyoutani in his class. He came up and talked to her after class. No one knows what he said, but she ran off crying afterwards. No one talks shit about his teammates in front of him again.

- Suffers from Panic Disorder, has ever since his last year in junior high. It was the worst his last year in junior high and entering high school, but learns to conceal it over time. Oikawa and Iwaizumi find him in the club room one day after they thought everyone left after practice suffering from a sudden panic attack. They helped him through it, and afterwards helped him cope with it, which is one of the reasons he admires the both of them so much.

- Has a mini garden of potted succulents at home that he treats like his own children. They all have names, and yes, they are named after his teammates. His favorite is a strange yellow little Echeveria named Kyoutani.

- Is bisexual as fuck, but doesn’t fully come to terms with it until his last year in high school. When he comes out and starts dating Kyoutani, no one is really that surprised, and Oikawa and Iwaizumi, even from their far away colleges, make sure to call Kyoutani to lecture him on treating Yahaba right (like the good parents they are💕).

Weekly Reading List 45

Weekly Recommendations get posted every Thursday. All stories are character x reader unless otherwise stated. Graphic by the awesome @wonders-of-the-multiverse.

Tropes
Royal AU
The Heroes of Our Kingdom by @lame-lozer Steve Rogers

Soulmate AU
What Happens to One by @shitty-imagines-95  Stucky
Late by @kaitymccoy123 Leonard McCoy

Daddy!Character
Just a Little Crazy by @fandomsandsuch Tony Stark

A/B/O Dynamics
Coming Home by @not-close-to-straight Polyavengers
To Keep You Safe & Sound Part 1 by @chaoswandas Stucky

Modern AU
Hold That Thought 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 by @itsanerdlife Steve Rogers
Scorch My Soul Part 8 by @thevalesofanduin McKirk
Bake-Off Part 13/Part 14 by @kaunis-sielu Steve Rogers 
Eager Lovers: Horny Devil/Two-Hearted/Brewing Darkness/Anti-Hero by @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan Steve Rogers NSFW
Fuel to Fire: Tattoo Virginity by @avasparks Stucky
Moving in by @arrowsshootyouforwards Leonard McCoy

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Sweet as a Sour Peach - Masterpost

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Summary: You’d always kept an eye out for those alpha boys down the road. Either one alone could’ve swept you off your feet but it was both of them together that drove you crazy. Unfortunately, a few too many incidents involving some bad apples turned you off of alphas altogether. So, now you’re content to live out your days on your family’s farm. That is, until Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes show up on your doorstep looking for work.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barneseventual Steve x Bucky x Reader

Characters: Reader, Steve, Bucky, Clint, Natasha, Wanda, Tony, other people probably, and Various OCs

Series Warnings: Farm AU, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, NSFW (18+), Smut, Angst, Fluff (yes, all of ‘em lol), mentions of past sexual assault, M/M and M/F/M sexual situations, some violence, and all the usual warnings that come with omegaverse stuff

A/N: YUP. Another series, I’m only slightly sorry lol. The idea was sparked by [this] Schnauz post from a while ago that had all sorts of ideas going off in my head until I settled on this one lol. Hopefully I’m not stepping on anybody’s toes by doing this! If so, please feel free to message me about it. If not, hopefully y’all enjoy my farm AU!


  • Chapter Three […in Progress, Coming soon-ish…???]
  • Chapter Four […Not Started]
Sweet as a Sour Peach (1/?)

Summary: You’d always kept an eye out for those alpha boys down the road. Either one alone could’ve swept you off your feet but it was both of them together that drove you crazy. Unfortunately, a few too many incidents involving some bad apples turned you off of alphas altogether. So, now you’re content to live out your days on your family’s farm. That is, until Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes show up on your doorstep looking for work.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes, eventual Steve x Bucky x Reader

Series Warnings: Farm AU, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, NSFW (18+), Smut, Angst, Fluff (yes, all of ‘em lol), mentions of past sexual assault, M/M and M/F/M sexual situations, some violence, and all the usual warnings that come with omegaverse stuff

Word Count: ~2268

A/N: The idea was sparked by [this] @angryschnauzer​ post from a while ago that had all sorts of ideas going off in my head until I settled on this one lol. Hopefully I’m not stepping on anybody’s toes by doing this! If so, please feel free to message me about it. If not, hopefully y’all enjoy my farm AU! This chapter is mostly set up, smut in the next one!

Tags are at the bottom! If any of y’all don’t like a/b/o or smut or farm aus or whatever else lol, just message me or send me an ask and I’ll leave you off of the taglist for this series! No hard feelings ♥♥

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Originally posted by flyngdream

Your dress kicked up in the late afternoon breeze but you paid little attention to it as you moved around the yard to prep things for tomorrow’s work. Your father was the only other person around for miles and he’d been cooped up inside the house reading a book for most of the day.The evenings gave you little reprieve from the summer’s heat and it was a wonder that you didn’t waste your days away down by the stream on the back of the property.

With your mother up in town to take care of some paperwork, you’d been left with most of the chores around the farm until she got back. You were taking down the washing when they rolled up in Mr. Barnes old truck, kicking up dust as they rattled down the dirt road leading up to the house. Despite the dust and noisy exhaust, you could still scent the both of them as they pulled up next to your daddy’s truck near the haybarn.

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anonymous asked:

Can I get a 23 with Oak?! I can't help but feel he has a sweet tooth ;D

23- Do you really need all that candy?

Originally posted by c-jacksonn

You hummed happily as you walked hand in hand with Oak through the busy shopping mall heading towards the theater. It had been almost a month since you had gotten to spend time with him like this. Two show days for him and your full time job managing the cafe kept you both incredibly busy and extremely tired. When he had told you he was taking a four day vacation from Hamilton you immediately planned to have the days off with him doing what ever you both felt like at the time. 

Yesterday the whole day had been spent catching up on much needed sleep and dominos pizza. Today Oak decided it had been way to long since you had gone on a date to the movies. There hadn’t been a debate in the slightest about what movie you would go see, Deadpool had been the only one that was suggested. 

As you walked Oak stopped in his tracks and just stared forward.

“Oak? Is something wrong?” You raised an eye brow at him questioningly. 

“We should raid the candy store,” he said with a smile and pointed ahead of you.

Your gaze followed where he had pointed and saw the brightly colored sign. You smiled at the thought. 

“Well I guess it’s a good thing I chose to bring my big purse,” you said mischievously.

You both quickly ran into the candy store and each grabbed a clear plastic bag to fill. You looked at Oak with a smirk and gave him a nod and you both split up to plunder the buckets of sweets. You grabbed small amounts of sour worms, gummy bears, peach rings, M&Ms, Reese’s pieces, and some assorted other chocolates. You were careful to ration out each type of candy so they fit snugly into the baggy. You paid no attention to what Oak was filling his bag with and decided to meet him out the cash register. 

Oak walked up with a wide smile and placed 3 full bags on the counter. You stared wide eyed at the bags and slowly looked up at him with your best “what the fuck” expression.

“What? I said raid the candy store…” he said with a chuckle.

“Do you really need all that candy?”

“No, but whatever I don’t eat will come with me to the Rogers and help me survive Daveed’s shenanigans,” he stated seriously.

You scoffed at him. Oak might have looked intimidating to people who didn’t know him, but he was a giant teddy bear with a sweet tooth that would make Willy Wonka proud. 

“Honestly I’m surprised your teeth haven’t fallen out,” you mutter.

Oak pulled out his wallet with a deep laugh and paid for the pile of candy before wrapping his toned arm around your shoulder and walking out of the store. 

“Awe come on babe, you said it yourself… ‘It’s a good thing I choose to bring my big purse’, all of the candy will fit.”

You opened your bag and stuffed all the candy into it and rolled your eyes at his comment. He wasn’t wrong, there was plenty of room for all of the candy. 

“Yeah, yeah… I don’t know why I’m surprised. You’d live off candy if you could, it is your favorite thing to eat after all,” you groused as the movie theater came into view.

Oak pressed a kiss to your temple and whispered seductively, “That’s not true, I think we both know my favorite thing to eat is…”

“OKIERIETE!!” You shrieked smacking his chest.

A deep rumbling laugh spread through his chest when he saw how red your face had become. He quickly pressed his lips to yours.

“Come on, we are going to be late for the movie!“ 

Oak grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the entrance of the theater and looked over his shoulder with a smile. You couldn’t help but feel incredibly lucky in this moment. He was perfect; handsome, caring, hilarious…. infuriating…. but you wouldn’t trade it for a single thing in the whole world.

sometimes, i believe, if someone - who, when, why, how - were to cut me open, sharp blade beneath my skin with the heat of a thousand suns and the knowledge of none, i would not know what to do with myself. for i do not know my interior as i do my exterior. i have not grown to love, to hate, and back again with what lies beneath my battle armor. although,  i know it needs protecting, but i do not know what is there to protect. i feel something bubble under my skin at the worst of times, and it makes me wonder what kind of wonder lurks beneath and i always wonder, why is it there, under my skin, trapped for eternities until i join the stars? for who would fill such a broken thing with love fit for gods on their ivory thrones, chalices waving and nectar spilling, watching it leak, leak, leak, until i am nothing but an empty cup? for i am human, but i am also a cup, a faucet,a sponge, a shoulder, a boy, maybe?

if they would crack my sternum, fragile white-brown-inbetween eggshell for skin, what would come of it? would it be rivers upon rivers of sour-sweet peach juice, heated just so by the summer sun and making me sticky bones, sticky skin, sticky bones. sticky boy?  or would it be the warm reds of georgia clay, caking my ribs and my nails and my hair and running out, flowing out, falling out,  staining everything redorange of the dying sun, slowly unmaking me and all my insides-turned-out until i am dust and bone, dust and skin, dust with a human name, whipping in the wind until i am not? i will be wind soon, and i will see the world.


what will tumble first? will it be the stars from my veins, or the anger from my fists, or the sadness from my eyes, loneliness, happiness, all pouring out, people turning the faucet behind my heart, letting it run like a river of the finest kind, people cupping their hands and drinking drinking drinking until there is nothing left for me to feel, to hold, to cry and whine and scream and shout about, nothing that’s worth stomping my foot and yelling those were mine! were they really? or did i just take on what people told me to be? the responsible child, though i never had fun? the dilligent student, yet i cry as my grades drop because this was not planned what do i do? the funnyman, yet i cannot make myself laugh when i am alone? for what will be come of me, of my bones, my peach juice, my clay and dust? for who will claim me as their own when i am neither, too blue to be pink and too pink to be blue?

 
i am made of many ribbons tattered as they may be. please do not pull on me, for i am the only one holding myself together.

—  to my skin and bones, via f.s.j
Sour peach

Since my wonderful titling probably didn’t give away a lot, it’s basically just a short little blurb in which Harry is feeling down after tonight’s x factor performance.

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Yes I know my baby was happy again on the xtra factor but let’s pretend that didn’t happen for the sake of this blurb. Okay thanks love you stay fab. xx

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