As someone who’s first language was spanish and then moved to America (I lived in Puerto Rico) and I had to learn English it was hard and sometimes I still struggle but look at me now 3 years later. My English is nearly perfect. Learning was hard and anyone who learns how to earns my respect.
So I used to have a Russian friend who had a pretty thick accent and like a lot of Russians tended to eschew articles. She would say things like “Get in car.” And stuff.
Well one day this asshole who had been kind of tagging along with us asks her why she talks like that because it makes her sound dumb and I still remember her response word for word.
“Me? Dumb? Maybe in America you have to say get in THE car because you are so stupid that people might just get in random car, but in Russia we don’t need to say that. We just fucking know because we are not stupid.”
I’m about to scream without the s
girl yessss and when they act all shocked and their eyebrows go up like “what did you say to me?” HA! boy…you fucking heard me
Pairing: Mafia Bucky x Brat!Reader
A/N: Sinday drabble #1. Do not copy, rewrite, expand, repost or translate my drabbles. Minors DNI.
Warnings: Smut, choking, spanking.
*****
You repeat yourself slowly, smirking as you plant your hands on your hips. "Make. Me."
Bucky has been in meetings with sworn enemies, has sat next to men who tried to kill him, and yet no one has caused him to lose his temper.
His restraint and cold demeanor is fucking legendary. He can't believe that you, his sweet princess, is the one that's making him about to lose all control.
"And you can go fuck yourself too."
Hearing those bratty words leave such a pretty mouth ignites the darker side of him. Oh Princess he was really hoping to keep that part of him away from you.
Bucky counts to ten in his head, reminding himself that he's so much bigger, stronger than you are. He releases a slow measured breath. "I'm giving you once more chance to behave, little one. Now apologize and we can-"
"James, I said you can go fuck yourself." You preen knowing you're never allowed to call him by his first name. His brows lift in disbelief, nostrils flaring, he takes another deep breath in.
"In fact why don't you be a good boy and fetch me something to eat, I have important things...," your voice trails off into a low whimper as his slate-blue eyes flare, pupils blown wide with rage.
The sheer intensity of his piercing gaze makes your breath stall. You may have gone too far.
Fear surges through your stomach and your eyes widen as you watch his hands roll into large fists. His jaw clenches again, relaxing enough for his pink tongue to dart over his lips.
He can sense your apprehension, his cock hardening when you avert your baleful eyes, lips pressed together. No princess it's too late for you to shut that mouth. He's going to show you what its really good for.
Bucky cracks his neck, the loud crunching making you take a step back.
"Finish what you were saying, little one," he laughs, strolling towards you.
One hand in his pocket, the other gesturing for you to come here. "I wanna hear what you were going to do."
You glance around the empty office, the door is right behind him. If you can make it around him, you might be able to get away long enough for him to calm down.
Maybe.
"Try it little girl." He says, mocking your earlier tone.
Your eyes swing back to him and fuck. Fuck. You definitely went too far. His black shirt is crumpled by his feet, the matching suspenders pulled taut over his broad tattooed chest. He rolls his larger shoulders, veins running along his biceps as his muscles flex.
You take a wobbly step to the side. "Bucky," you start, holding your hands up. "You know I was-wait" you squeal.
Bucky rushes to you with a low growl. The world spinning as he grabs you. For a second you don't even know what's happening until you blink. Your legs swinging helplessly in the air as he hoists you over his shoulder.
"Now tell me what important things you have to do princess. I'm all ears."
He draws his arm back and slams his hand down on your ass, a sharp stinging pain ripples up your back.
"Bucky," you cry out, trying to wiggle in his hold.
He leaves the office, strolling through the hallway until he reaches the living room. Your desperate attempts to get down don't phase him, he continues to rain down slaps on your tender ass. "Bucky please."
"C'mon I want to hear every detail." He asserts, throwing you on the sofa.
You bounce once before sinking into the plush cushions. He's on you before you can stammer out another plea. Bucky's large yet nimble hands rip your clothes off with eases. Its disorienting, the way he can manhandle you without breaking a sweat, the show of strength has you aching.
Pushing your knees into your chest, the soft linen of his black trousers smooth over your bare skin. Bucky gazes down at you, drinking in your gasp when you feel his hot swollen cock slide through your folds. “Go on princess,” he taunts slowly drawing out each word as he pushes into your tight sopping cunt. “Every. Last. Detail.”
You bite back a gasp, a familiar burning coursing through you as your stretched wide around his thick veiny cock. His hips snap forward, the sudden sensation of being so fucking full makes your mouth go slack, for a second all you can do is breathe as he goes deeper until you swear he’s in your belly.
“That’s better,” he smirks, “guess all you needed to shut your fucking mouth was some cock huh?”
He’s right. And now you want to be fucked until you can’t even speak. You know exactly how to get what you want too. Innocently gazing up at him, your hand twists around his suspender and you tug him down. “I’m sorry,” you say, brushing your lips over his. “I guess I wasn’t clear when I said to go fuck yourself. “
You pull back, chuckling at his sharp inhale. “Now be a good boy James and-”
Bucky pushes your knees apart, his hips pound into yours, his cock splitting you open so good, your back arches off the couch, sensations surging through your cunt as you wail his name.
Bucky grins, his hand wrapping around your throat as he buries himself in your body. “Oh I’m going to fuck myself alright. Tonight you’re going to be my own personal fucktoy.”
He pulls your head up by your throat, squeezing harder as he stares into your eyes. “Let’s see how long it takes to fuck the brat of you, princess.”
And I-
I can’t do this anymore
This is disgusting
im begging anyone who sees this post to prevent rapesexual, im begging you. no one will see this but if you do reblog to get the message out that these fuckers exist and dont deserve to exist heres the flag so you can know who to fucking block, report and tell to fuck off
i dont want this to ruin the pride and help with self esteem of being lgbtq+ so a signal boost from larger accounts might be nice
let’s see how many transphobics we can weed out
Alr
Aleksander I thank you for your advice
Wtf are mommy issues? Just traumatise your mom back xx
-Alecksandar Morozova
So sad
when the good place said “no one is beyond rehabilitation” and aleksander morozova said “don’t let me be alone”
*URGENT: PLEASE READ/SIGNAL BOOST**
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The Crows of Shadow and Bone (& future Crow Nina) + popular text posts - part 8🪶
Kate Bishop x Belova!reader
warnings: minor hawkeye spoilers
a/n: so i mean i did some age math and it was just easier to make it so reader is more of yelena’s adoptive sibling than apart of the ohio household
prompt: anonymous: “Hey could I request headccannos for kate dating yelna and natasha sibling?”
you met her on your revenge mission with yelena, doing anything for your sister
but you weren’t expecting to meet anyone, especially not her
“hi, kate bishop! you’re cute” -you
“business first, y/n” -yelena
“should i be flattered or afraid?” -kate
“see, y/n? you are confusing her” -yelena
kate was very intimidated by your staring
but you were just super happy to look at her
and when she started asking questions about why you and your sister were there, you had something to say
“barton killed a fellow widow. and that widow happens to be my sister’s sister, and technically that makes her my sister, too. we don’t take kindly to that” -you
“y/n is right, we are not happy with barton and now we are going to kill him” -yelena like :)
you slipped kate a burner phone and whispered
“call me” -you, doing this hand sign 🤙
yelena thought your crush on her was cute
and you had no shame in it at all
she thought kate was a “nice little girl” for you, but the mission cane first
“you ever hear the phrase ‘conflict of interest?’” -yelena
“dont worry, i’m a professional” -you
when yelena went after clint, you kept kate busy and shamelessly flirted
“after this, we should definitely go get coffee…or drinks” -you
“could you stop your sister…” *swing* “from…” *kick* “trying to kill…” *knife* “my mentor?” -kate
“darling, you can’t stop a widow” -you, winking
checking if she was okay when the TSM pulled up and hit her
teaming up to take them down
where she actually finally admitted she liked you back
“that doesn’t change the fact that you’re terrifying” -kate
“i have that affect on people” -you
being very open while you are ruthlessly beating up guys in tracksuits
“i’d really like to kiss you, honestly” -you
“are you into fighting or something?” -kate
“it’s quite possible” -you
settling your mark in NYC and deciding to extend your “sabbatical” to spend some time with your “new friend”
which yelena approved of, but said that if kate wants to get on her good side she should be her new york tour guide
(you got a tour too it was a bonding moment for you all)
“i will check in on you, believe me, but go on, go have your fun” -yelena
you and kate actually got to hang out without engaging in hand to hand combat!
“this is…this is great” -kate
“what is?” -you
“us being together without an impending sense of doom” -kate
you thought she was very funny
offering to help her fix up her apartment
“well, we’ll need a place to stay!” -you
“you sure move fast” -kate, a bit delighted (she needed the company)
“i am speed” -you
doing target practice with her
she taught you archery (standing behind you and holding your arms)
you lied and told her you did not know archery but it’s okay she loved it
“if you make the bullseye, i’ll give you a kiss” -kate
“incentives? oh, that’s cute!” -you, moments before landing an arrow in the center of the target “i guess i’m a natural”
going to thrift stores and trying out new furniture
“i like this one! do you like it?” -you, bouncing up and down on a couch
“i love it! i can see it now, watching a movie, eating ice cream…cuddling” -kate
“yes! let’s do that tonight” -you
gossiping about all the foes you’ve gone up against
and telling her about your time in the red room
kate knew that was bad but she still found you to be a super cool super spy
and you liked that she stopped being scared of you
she was grateful to have you and your company after her hard times, losing the last bit of her family and all
and you were grateful to find more family!
but u totally missed yelena and she missed you back a ton
“hi, yelenaaaa!” -you on the phone
“hi, y/nnnnn!” -yelena putting you on speaker while she looks through the scope of a sniper
“whatcha doing?” -you
“oh, not much. doing some sightseeing” -yelena
*gunshot*
“oh, i wonder what she’s looking at!” -you
“a dead body?” -kate
“y/n, i have to go but i love youuuuu” -yelena
cant forget about clint tho
it took some time but he came around
you reminded him of natasha
“has y/n tried to kill you at all recently?” -clint
“only in—” *elbowed by kate* “i mean, no! i would never! i have never!” -you
clint invites u to family dinners
the kids were obsessed with you
“can you teach me some fighting moves?” -lila
“me too!” -nathaniel
“ask your parents for permission first and if they say ‘no’ i will definitely do it” -you
when you start working again, kate misses you tons, but you make an effort to surprise her
you send postcards, facetime when you can, bring home gifts, shower her with affection, tell stories, send goofy pictures, make lists of what you’ll do together when you come back
you make the effort
she always throws mini surprise parties when you come home
which are no longer surprising but you play the part well
“oh my gosh, i had no idea you were throwing a welcome home party for me! i am so surprised!” -you
“shush and give me a kiss, please” -kate
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the issue is that i truly love lying around doing nothing
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