#if you need me I'll be over here sighing longingly and thinking about him

[kenobion]

Andrew Garfield receives a message from the cast of Cobra Kai

#he loved it so much and I love that for him 😭 #andrew garfield #my gifs #I imagine I'd react like this and more if he acknowledged my existence like he said they did for him #how is he the cutest and hottest person ever at the same time?? #and he was so sweet and flattered - I'm soft #I love so much about him honestly #please let me love him #if you need me I'll be over here sighing longingly and thinking about him

[thenotsoholyspirit]

Holding

Matt murdock x reader (angst)

Summary: "Maybe, after all, my insecurities were right"

(Note: This is my first little writing idea. I hope you like it as I'll try my best to test some more ❤️✨️. Also, a bit of a warning for some self depricating thoughts)

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Another night.

Another night of longingly looking at the window.

I sigh as I look by the curtains of the living room, only being able to wonder where he could've gone. Even at night, I'm used to leaving them open to see if his coming. It's so late, I can already dicern a lighter tone of blue in the sky.

"Where are you, Matt?"

It was true that this last month have mostly been made of bickering and side comments. Me complaining about our lack of time and him of my lack of understanding.

Now, our routine is one of him disappearing at dusk only to come back the next morning without a single word. Barely having some time to grab a bite and put his lawyer suit on.

Not a kiss, not a soft touch, not a single loving word.

I still need you

Suddenly, I hear a noise by the window. I immediately recognize the sound of limping steps and a breathless voice. Matt was injured. Something that I've learned living with the devil of Hell kitchen himself is to recognize even the smallest of details. My abilities were far from the super sensed ones he had, but I've become quite good at spotting certain things.

Always so stubborn that I had to figure out myself when something was wrong .

"Dont worry," he used to say, trying to tuck me back into bed. "Go back to sleep, sweetheart."

"Don't be ridiculous, Matt," I never accepted. Not when I knew he never admitted he needed help. "Here, I'll grab some bandages"

Depending on the night, it was either a simple cut or some deeper wound. Once or twice, I even had to use some homemade anesthesia to sew some stitches. This man has made me feel all sort of fears all at once.

Yet, nothing prepared me for what I was about to feel tonight.

I go open the window only to find a half conscious Matt standing there. His costume scratched on the surface with multiple cuts all over his body. I come closer to him, only for my fingers to be stained as I touch his arm. Blood.

He was bleeding, and he looked surprised to notice me there.

"(Y/n) I-.. You're awake.."

With all my force, I help him walk him across the door until we reach the couch. He's barely able to mumble as I lay him down.

"Shs..," I carefully take off his mask. The first thing I notice are his lost eyes, guilt written all over his face, "Don't push yourself too hard"

I start to undress his torso to get a better look. I had to hold my breath. I'm barely a veterinarian, used to dealing with cats or any domestic animals, but I did know more than enough about human anatomy to notice this was pretty bad. Besides cuts that, thankfully, weren't that deep, It looked like a dard was shot across his dorsal.

"We need to call an ambulance I-"

But Matt stops me, holding my arm.

"Dont.. I-"He tries to stand up by himself, grinding his teeth from pain, "I... "

He drags himself to the other side of the room, where his phone was forgotten last night. I'm confused for a moment until I perceive another shadow perking by the window. It was a woman

I feel a pit in my stomach as I try to understand what is happening here.

"You only came here for....."

I could see the pain in his eyes. I have no words as I come closer to his side now, noticing the small traces of love bites in his neck. Even the smell of his skin felt almost foreign. His body estranged. My heart stops for a moment.

"Sweetheart is not what -"

"What's..whats her name ?"

I hear him slightly gulping, without a single word.

"What's her name, Matthew"

Even if I know he can't see me, I know he can hear my heart beating a thousand miles an hour. He tries to explain bowing his head down.

"It's not..its not what you think... Elektra she...the..Hand..I"

I can only blankly stare at him. He didn't even try to contest my accusation. I feel the first rays of sunshine raising down the window.

"All this time.. I.. tried to be understanding..to be good.."

I start to pace around the room. Not knowing exactly what to say. What think.

What am I even supposed to feel here

"All this time.. - ", I have to stare again at his neck. The mark of infidelity is so horribly noticeable that I feel like throwing up, " All these nights of worry for you to..to do this.."

The little voice in my head speaks again.

I have enough

He tries to approach me, reaching my hand the same timid way he did that time I discovered his double life. He looked so lost , almost guilty. I'd later understand how guilt was ghost in Murdock's life, but at that moment, all I was able to think was to keep him in my arms. To hold him so hard

But I can't do that now. Not tonight.

"You.. you have to go...", I feel the tears rising in my eyes.

"(Y/n) I swear I can-

"Just go!"

I raise my voice a tone as I pull my arm away. I can only think of those sleepless nights, staring at window feeling alone. Feeling abandoned. Maybe it was unfair to think that way, but I never wanted to complain.

I have been so good

I just wanted to be by his side.

Matt seems to want to say something, but he only bites his lips as he deeply breathes. He was still physically hurt after all.

"Im sorry," he can only murmur as he swiftly takes his mask back on, turning away, "Im sorry, sweetheart"

He disappears again through the balcony, alongside the other girl. I see her helping him move, wrapping her arms around him. That's when I finally understand. I'll never be a part of that world, and maybe, just maybe, my insecurities were right.

I wasn't enough for the devil of Hells kitchen.

I look up again. The sun had now completely risen, shining the beautiful blue sky of a new day. I come closer to the window, giving a long view to the city.

He won't be here tonight.

I close the curtains before turning off the living room lights.

#matt murdock x reader #matt murdock #matt murdock x reader angst #marvel x reader #daredevil x reader #daredevil x reader angst

[reashot]

With Blood and Rage of Crimson Red.

Jessica: We made such a great team Jaune.

Jaune: Yeah we sure did. And, uh. I'm sorry if I did anything wrong. I know I'm not exactly anyone's first choice for a teammate.

Jessica: Oh no. *grabs Jaune's hand* In fact you were great. Without your support, my anxiety would have overtaken me and we would have been in a lot more trouble.

Jaune: R-really. Am I really that useful to you? *looks longingly at Jessica's eyes*

Jessica: Yes of course. You have been so kind and patient with me. Without you I don't think I'll... *their faces inches away from each others*

Jaune: Jess...

Jessica: Jaune...

Yang: Don't look rubes but I think the new girl are NTRing Jaune away from you...

Ruby:

*portal opening through time and space*

Razer: Ruby Rose. You have shown to posses great rage. This red ring of rage calls out to you. Say the Red Lantern Oath and all its power will belong to you.

Ruby: WITH BLOOD AND RAGE OF CRIMSON RED!

Jessica: W-wait someone should stop her!

Jaune: What's going on?

Ruby: RIPPED FROM A CORPSE SO FRESHLY DEAD!

Jessica: Oh no. If she finish saying the oath the transformation will then be complete and she will become a Red Lantern.

Jaune: Is that a bad thing?

Jessica: Muy Malo!!!

Jaune: I take it's no bueno, then?

Jessica: We need to stop her from putting on that ring. Regular Ruby is already powerful enough but if she put on the Red Ring then no force in the universe will be powerful enough to stop her.

Yang: Don't have to tell me twice. I'm on it!

*zap*

Hey what's the Big idea!?

Razer: If you think I would allow you to harm another fellow corps. Member then you have another thing coming blondie.

Yang: Bring it pointy!

Ruby: TOGETHER WITH OUR HELLISH HATE!

Jessica: Jaune! Me and Yang will try to get the attention of the Red Lantern. Meanwhile you should try to stop Ruby from putting on the red ring.

Jaune: Wait how am I supposed to stop her?!

Yang: Adapt! Improvise!

Jaune: That still doesnt tell me how to stop her.

Ruby: WE WILL BURN YOU ALL THAT IS YOUR FATE!

Jessica: Quick, Jaune do something! Ruby just finished with the oath.

Jaune: Oh no what do I do, what do I do?... That's it. Desperate times calls for desperate measure... I'm sorry Ruby. *kiss*

Ruby: *kiss Jaune back*

Yang: Damn....

Jessica: 😢

Razer: What the F...

Jaune: So are you okay now Ruby. No getting angry, no more going red?

Ruby: Hmmm... I maybe need another kiss to help me from going angry again. 😘

Jaune: Ha, ha. I think you're fine now.

Ruby: *giggle* Oh Jaune I'm not joking when I said I needed another kiss. 😌

Jaune: You're such a kidder Ruby.

Ruby: WITH BLOOD AND RAGE OF CRIMSON RED!

Jaune: N-no, no wait! Damn it you win Rubes. *kiss Ruby passionately*

Ruby: Oh baby that's the stuff. 🥴

Jaune: S-so Ruby I kissed you just as you wanted so please promise me you will not turn into a red lantern.

Ruby: *sensually whisper in Jaune's ears* Then we should continue this in bed❤~

Jaune: W-wait Ruby don't I at least have a say in this?

Ruby: Yes. You got to say my name over and over again. Now come here lover boy. *picks up Jaune*

Jessica: W-what are you doing to Jaune? Please don't hurt him...

Ruby: Oh don't you worry about him. 😉

Jessica can only watch in silence as the tiny red reaper took the boy she have a crush on her shoulder like he is some sort of a prize stuffed animal into her room. After a few minutes the sounds of Jaune's screaming and moaning soon follows.

Yang: Uhhh I don't think what happened inside is entirely consentual.

Jessica: *staring intensely at the door* 😳

Razer: Uh.. I will try to take back the ring the first chance I have. *sigh* Atrocitus will not like this one bit.

#ruby rose x jaune arc #knight light #jaune x jessica #jessica cruz #jessica x jaune #jaune arc #ruby rose #lancaster #lancaster rwby #rwby #jaune x ruby #ruby x jaune #rwby lancaster #yang xiao long #red lantern corps #razer dc

[invisibleraven]

“I need a hot water bottle, a cozy blanket, and a nap.” for any of the girls because they Deserve It

Carrie's first thought as her alarm blared was 'Nope', and she was severely tempted to shut it off, turn over, and go back to sleep. Her midsection was already protesting the idea of getting up, and she groaned, knowing that she unfortunately did not have that option.

Throwing the blankets back, she stumbled out of bed, clutching at her abdomen, bypassing her usual morning routine to throw back some painkillers before starting the kettle, and stepping into an obscenely hot shower. Fuck yoga and a smoothie this morning-she needed tea, carbs, and a miracle to get through.

Of course, her schedule didn't allow for miracles, since she had several important meetings, none of which she could reschedule, and a mountain of things that had to be done today of all days.

She did herself up, because she didn't think cramps were any excuse for sloppy presentation, even if she did spend an extra minute staring longingly at her sweatpants. With a huff she left for the day, longing for it to be over.

By lunch she was so over it-half her meetings could have been fucking emails, her errands didn't seem as pressing after that, and she just wanted to go back to bed.

But of course, the other Candis were here for rehearsal, and Carrie had never called a practice off before, even as she winced through the dance moves and prayed for death.

Finally, blessedly, her day was over, and she almost raced home. And curled up on the floor right inside the door as soon as it shut behind her, in utter agony.

"Hey doll!" Reggie called from the kitchen. "You hungry? I made those spring rolls you like!" He then came out and saw her in the fetal position. "Bad day?"

"I long for death," Carrie moaned.

"Sorry, not allowed to die, I forbid it," Reggie said, helping her up. "What can I get you instead?"

“I need a hot water bottle, a cozy blanket, and a nap.”

"See, that I can do," Reggie said, helping her to the couch, out of her nicer things, and into a soft pair of pyjamas that she swore were his, but she didn't rightly care as he passed over painkillers and a large glass of juice.

"You're the best," she moaned as she drained the glass, the sweetness helping to alleviate the dryness of her throat and the pounding behind her eyes.

"Only for the best gal there is," Reggie replied, helping her recline, placing the hot water bottle and blanket on her and flicking off the lights. "You nap, the food'll keep and when you wake up we'll eat, I'll rub your feet, and we can watch whatever sappy movie you want."

"Even The Notebook?" Carrie asked around a yawn.

"If we must," Reggie replied, kissing her forehead.

"Will you stay over tonight?" she asked. "Missed you last night."

"Of course I will," Reggie assured her. "I won't leave until you kick me out."

"Guess you're moving in then," Carrie mumbled as she dropped off.

Reggie bit back a grin, shaking his head at her. "We can talk about that when you wake up."

Carrie snuggled further into her pillow and sighed, a smile creeping onto her face as she slept, and Reggie slowly crept off to put away the food, and to ensure they had everything they needed for the next few days. Carrie liked to push herself when she really needed to give herself a break, and Reggie was determined to ensure he was here to make sure she got one.

And maybe beyond that if she was serious about him moving in.

Turns out? She was. And the next month, when her body decided to hate her once more, it was Reggie who turned off her alarm, and pulled her back into bed, assuring her that he had her schedule cleared. Carrie smiled, despite the cramps, and snuggled back into her human heating pad, letting herself drift off to sleep.

#filled prompts #ficlet #jatp sweet tarts #julie and the phantoms

[thotsforvillainrights]

Hari getting teased by reader during a group call with him and the precepts of death, and he decides to respond to your teasing, all while ´forgetting’ to mute the mic

(Hari Kurono, the pretty boy of the Hassaikai. Hopefully he's coming back into the spotlight on this blog haha! *mentions of smut by the way!*)

~Chrono's S/O Teases him While on Call~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up|drabble

"Baby c'mon, not here." He gently brushes your hand away as he searches through his suitcase for his hairbrush. You pout at him all while keeping your eyes on him, especially taking time to admire his back in slim fitting undershirt. You sigh longingly and turn your attention to the mirror in the room, your eyes scanning over the various bite marks on you (s/c) skin. "Why not now if we already did last night? Why the sudden change in resolve?" You mumble in annoyance under your breath. He smirks but you just didn't catch it, your eyes still looking at yourself in the mirror. He chuckles and shakes his head slightly. "Because last night was a momentary lapse in judgement is why. Besides, it's not like we won't be home later tonight. I just needed to stay on the compound last night to be here early for the meeting. What do you think all these extra rooms are for? And anyway, you didn't have to come with me and stay too, yknow." He finds the brush and immediately begins to brush out his distinguished locks. He takes a seat on the edge of the pristine bed and uses his spare hand to rub your back. "Hari, I stayed because I really don't particularly enjoy being away from you. Anyway, what are you complaining now all of a sudden?" He laughs at your words and shakes his head. You turn to look at him and he's smiling sweetly at you.

"Hang in there okay? I'll be done before you know it. After that, we can pack up and head home. And after that well..." He leans forward and captures the base of your neck in a sloppy kiss before pulling away and smirking at you once more. "Well I'm sure you know what comes next." He winks at you and leaves you longing for more when he puts on his cloak and heads out the door. You sigh and look at the time on your phone. You switch mindlessly between the same 3 apps and ultimately settle for watching videos of an old show you used to love. Time feels like it's creeping by slowly and there's not much you can do to satiate the feeling running deep within your veins.

That classic feeling of wanting...needing even.

Your demons get a hold on you not too long afterward as a sneaky idea runs right through your mind. Meanwhile, Hari is busy about 15 minutes into the deep parts of the city. The meeting went over quickly and now he was just busy trying to straighten out some last minute instructions between Chisaki, Hojo, Rappa, Nemoto, and Mimic over the phone. The conversation was shifting halfway toward an argument as he began to bicker with Nemoto over the best strategy for the raid tomorrow on the opposing compound. Meanwhile Mimic was just trying to get a handle on what this month's income was looking like. Chisaki sat back in his office chair and rubbed his temples in annoyance at the loud phone call. Hojo simply listened patiently as he waited for his instructions. Rappa was busy trying to hold in his laughter.

It was just as the call started heating up more that Hari heard his line beeping in. "Are we expecting someone else?" He asks no one in particular. Chisaki shouts for everyone to shut up and they all fall silent immediately. Then he answers Hari rather quickly, annoyance very obvious by the way he sighs. "No Chrono, we aren't expecting anyone else. Why don't you answer you call and hurry so we can get this mess taken care of." The boss grumbles and Hari chuckles, clearly unbothered by his long-time friend. "Sure thing, just hold on a minute." He doesn't look as he clicks the screen and continues handling his business. "Hariiii~" You speak in a low/sultry tone. He smiles at your attempt, already knowing what you're trying at. "Yes baby?" He answers, pretending like he doesn't notice your heavy breathing and quiet moans. "Please? Can you please hurry and come back? I need you..." You moan a bit more for him, trying to coax him into your trap. He chuckles lowly and plays along for a bit, ignoring the way he's starting to react to it. "I'm working baby. I'll come back before you know it. Can you be patient for me?" He huffs when you moan for him once more, this time a bit louder than before. "Please baby, I'm impatient."

Before he can reply again, he suddenly feels his heart drop all at once when there's a deep snickering over the line. Afterward he hears a disgusted sigh. Suddenly an uproar of laughter follows. Next thing he knows, Rappa is shouting at him. "Better hurry up arrow head! Y/N's getting impatient!" Hari quickly hangs up the phone and slips it into his pocket, his face a deep red color. He ignores the fact that it's ringing in his pocket and chooses not to address the situation with you until you both get home later tonight. For the rest of the day he's going to have to focus all his energy on the relentless teasing instead.

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #hari kurono #chronostasis #scenario #smut? #minors dni #minor dni

[pyr0manias]

BRIM ANGST!!!!!!!

(Badly written edition)

"..What do you mean?"

Brian's tone nearly broke Tim, the shakiness of it practically tearing out his heart. He couldn't even look at his face. If he tried he knew he'd be weak, he'd change his mind.. he can't even handle the thought of Brian's pretty face, a shaking lip and teary eyes at Tim's request.

"I just.. I think we need a break. It's not exactly working out." Tim choked out, staring directly at the floor.

"You wanna break up..?"

"No, no, not break up just-.. a break.. give eachother some space."

"But.. did I.. did I do something wrong?" Brian whimpered, tears threatening to spill as Tim avoided his eyes. Tim knew he didn't understand, knew what he was thinking. 'Was he not enough? Did Tim want someone else?' Of course he didn't, Brian was perfect. But as Tim's symptoms got worse, he knew distance was for the best until it got better again.

"You did nothing wrong, Bri..." Tim sighed, wincing at the sound of Brian's sniffles. No doubt he was crying now. "I just.. need some time."

After a long moment, Brian slowly nodded, holding in a hiccup as he stood.

"I understand." He whispered, wrapping his arms around himself. Where was he gonna go? He didn't have anyone to stay with, he lives with Tim right now.. he's a poor college kid, he can't afford an entire new house.

"..I'm gonna go for a walk."

Tim didn't get to answer before Brian left, now wandering the sidewalks as he let himself cry. Tim left him. All this time spent together, sharing, loving.. and he left. Brian told him about everything, about his fears, about his past, and Tim promised. He promised they'd be together, he promised he loved Brian, but he lied. He is a liar. He made a promise he never intended to keep, and now Brian has to deal with the consequences of his own foolish trust.

Tim wasn't doing much better, his head in his hands as he barely kept himself together. He was pacing now, unsure of how to progress. He doesn't want to kick Brian out, but what if that demon starts targeting him, too? Maybe someone else will let Brian stay with them, keep him away until things are better.

Tim eyed his phone and took a deep breath. He picked it up and slowly dialed a number, biting his lip nervously. The only person he could really ask this of.

"I swear to god if you're gonna tell me you're not coming in next week I'll kill you." Alex's gruff voice answered immediately once he picked up. "Jay already might not make it, I can't have you dipping out too-"

"I need you to do me a favor."

". . .What."

Tim took a deep breath before continuing.

"Brian and I are taking a break. Do you mind letting him stay with you until it's over?"

There was silence from Alex for a minute before he answered, even angrier than before.

"What did you do?"

Tim couldn't help the chuckle that left him at the accusation. Of course, everyone expected that Brian would be the one to leave Tim. He's way out of his league, it's a miracle he agreed to date Tim in the first place.

"Nothing. I was the one who asked for it."

"...."

"...."

"...What... what did -he- do?"

That didn't even sound right to either of them.

"Nothing.. I just.. need space. He'll come over with his stuff soon, if you can have him over."

"Yeah, yeah I can.. I can have him over." Alex's voice was far quieter now.

When Brian returned home, there was a box waiting for him. All packed. Brian broke down immediately at the sight of it- where is he supposed to go? Tim really is kicking him out.

"..You're back."

Speaking of who...

Brian didn't turn to face him, just kept crying.

"Look, um.. I asked Alex if you could stay with him for a bit.. he said yes.. I just don't think we should live together while we.. sort stuff out. It's not that I don't want you here, it's just--"

Tim didn't get to finish before Brian left, bringing the box with him. He sighed, staring longingly out the open door for a minute before slowly reaching out to shut it, closing his eyes. His head was aching.

"..Sorry, baby." He whispered, opening his eyes after a minute. Slowly, Tim retreated upstairs and shut the door behind him as he began to cough, curling up in bed and holding tight onto the sweater he'd taken from Brian's side of the closet, which was now half-empty.

#marble hornets #brian x tim #tim wright #yandere masky #yandere creepypasta #brilex #brian x alex #angst #i have no plan for this story i just had a headache and needed to write !!

[pudgewizard]

Day 20!

Buffet

I wrote a story about me and my partner going to a buffet. She's labeled GF to protect her privacy. Lemme know what you think! Enjoy~❤️

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Not even the sound of the radio could drown out Zach's belly. It had been rumbling the whole way to the buffet, shaking around in ravenous hunger. Zach had tried to muffle his snarling belly, but it was of no use, as GF could easily hear it, radio or not.

"Settle down in there, big boy." GF patted Zach's tummy. "We're almost there."

"I'm afraid there's no taming the hungry beast within." Zach flirted. "Once it gets going, it doesn't stop."

Zach couldn't keep up the flirtatious act for long though, as a low, trickling gurgle turned his face a deep shade of red. GF chuckled as she smiled at him.

Finally, they've arrived at the buffet. GF parked the car, and ruffled Zach's hair.

"Let's get you fed, cutie."

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The buffet was a melting pot of almost every meal you can imagine. There was chicken, turkey, burgers, fries, pizza, dumplings, pasta, anything you could imagine, it was there.

Zach had to hug his belly tightly to prevent it from shaking in excitement.

"I'm getting the pizza first." GF said, grabbing a few slices to start off with. "What're you gonna get?"

"Gosh, I don't even know." Zach gazed longingly at the food before him. "Can you choose for me?"

"You already know the answer to that, baby! Let's get some chicken in you."

So the couple made their way to their booth with their first round of food. GF bit into her pizza and her eyes closed in pure bliss. Zach sunk his teeth into the chicken leg, and tore at it. Before they took a second bite, he looked over and noticed ranch on the table. Ecstatic, he drizzled ranch on the rest of his chicken, and began to munch at it some more.

About three rounds had passed. After their first meal, they had burgers and fries. Then after that, they had hills of succulent dumplings.

"Oof," GF rubbed her stomach as she sighed. "I might take a breather. How about you, babe?"

She didn't even need to ask. Zach was already eyeing the fettuccine alfredo.

"I'm still a little *URP*...hungry."

Zach blushed as their belch interrupted them.

"Excuse me.."

"You're always excused, silly." GF chuckled as she blushed too. "Here, don't get up, I'll get it for you."

So GF got the pasta for Zach, loaded with cheese, and sauce that was seasoned with the perfect amount of garlic and butter.

As they got back, GF had an idea.

"Can I feed you, honey?" She asked, blushing.

"I thought you'd never ask." Zach smiled, rubbing his plump middle.

The pasta tasted delicious. The creaminess of the sauce, along with the savory garlic sprinkled in there with a hint of lemon was almost orgasmic. But it was all the better being fed it all by his partner.

So then began a cycle. GF would get a plate of food, feed Zach, and repeat. Mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, steak, and even the desserts, like brownies, cake, cookies, and donuts. And before they even knew it, they had cleaned out the entire buffet of all their food. The employees were left in a state of shock. And with that, Zach was finally packed to the brim.

"You're so huge, babe." GF cooed as she rubbed the top part of Zach's belly, as the top part had folded over the table.

"Thank you." Zach purred. "I think it's *hic* time we head home."

"Agreed! Gotta rest after all the hard work you did stuffing yourself."

As GF began to walk to the exit, they noticed Zach wasn't following them.

"Honey?" Zach called. "I..I think I'm-"

"Stuck?" GF ran to his side, blushing.

"Y..yeah.." Zach whined. "Mmmph, what am I gonna do? I've never gotten stuck before.."

GF couldn't help but be flustered. The way he whined, the way his belly refused to let go of the table, his puppy dog eyes, it was all so cute.

"D..don't worry!" GF snapped out of her gazing. "Just grab my hand and I'll pull you out!"

"I'm too heavy but you can certainly try."

Zach grabbed her hand as she pulled with all her might. But it was almost no use. He was stuck in there real good. The employees watched in awe from a distance.

"Don't just stand there!" GF yelled to the employees. "Help us out here!"

The employees scattered frantically and grasped GF's other hand, as they all pulled. Finally, with one final pull, Zach slid out of the booth, and fell right on his plump ass.

"Babe!" GF rushed to him, worried. "Are you okay?" She could hear everything in his poor tummy thrash around nonstop. Wet blorps, trickling gurgles, uncomfortable groans.

Zach winced for a moment, and then..

*OOOOUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRP!*

"PHEW!" Zach sighed in relief. "I'm much better, sweetums."

"I'm so glad!" She hugged his voluptuous gut, as Zach hugged her back. They both laughed and kissed as they helped each other up, and walked out the door (thankfully not getting stuck again), leaving the employees, once again, speechless.

#pudgewizard #belly kink #belly noises #tummy noises #hungry tummy #stomach noises #stomach growling #feedist kinktober #stuffed belly #hungry noises #belching #noisy belly #tummy growls #tummy talking

[sailorsenshishitposter]

MGR office au part 5 - a day in the life of Mistral

Mistral returned to her room and placed her money that she had won from Sam in her purse. Her luxury Chanel purse. After all, her blood demanded that she only use the finest things from France. She sat down in her "chair" (that she had made from multiple dwarf gekkos) and began to sigh. Unless she was near her boss Armstrong or working at her job, she found her days quite dull.

She went over to her night stand and brushed her thumb over her hardcopy of L'Étranger longingly. She looked over the walls of her room (which totally did not look like a bdsm dungeon) and decided that tomorrow was the day that she would win the heart of her boss. She soon went to sleep and the dwarf gekkos were just glad that they had survived another night of not being torn apart to become furniture or to be used as a fisting toy.

Dawn of the First Day - 72 hours remain -

What better way to a man's heart than through his stomach? Mistral was used to doing the saying more literally than figuratively but she figured that she should give cooking a chance. After all, many of the greatest chefs were French. She looked over several cook books and decided that she would make duck confit. She had cured it last night so all that was needed to be done was to cook it. She placed the duck in the pan and coated it in fat, then added a layer of foil. She set the oven to 210°F and all that was left was to let it slow cook over the next eight hours.

While she waited she decided the best way to kill time was to do some shopping. Off she went to buy more Dior products. After a long day she returned to headquarters and went to check on the oven in the kitchen. To her horror, the door was left wide open and her duck confit was gone. "Merde, my food!" She then heard what sounded like a racoon gnawing on something. She looked under the table and found the cause. "SUNDOWNER!" There was her coworker hunched under the table, trying his best to discreetly eat a duck.

"WAIT! I CAN EXPLAIN! Listen, it just smelled so good and I was so hungry!" Her eyes narrowed. "Did I mention that I grew up in poverty?" Mistral then went on a tangent about how they all had to survive growing up and that she didn't give two shits. "You owe me, you imbecile!" She had had enough. Mistral would think of something better tomorrow.

Dawn of the Second Day - 48 hours remain -

"Alright Sundowner, here is the plan. I need you to convince Armstrong to meet me in my room." The bald man scratched his scalp. "How the hell am I supposed ta do that?" Mistral took out a dwarf gekko hand and bonked him with it. "Figure that out yourself! I must go prepare." She then promptly left to return to her room. "Woman. Can't understand em'. Well I guess I better go before she tries to stomp on my balls again."

He then went to Monsoon for help. He knocked on the door and soon the cyborg opened it. "I AM THE ONE WHO KNOCKS! Just kidding, what do you want?" Sundowner then discussed how he would set up a diversion while Monsoon would plant a note in their bosses office. "And what makes you think that I'll help you?" Half a second later and Sundowner was now holding his steam deck. Monsoon gulped. "Alright, you win."

Ah, there was Armstrong. "BOSS, I NEED YER HELP!" The Senator sighed. "What is it now?" Sundowner began to wave his arms around. "I CAN'T EXPLAIN, THERE'S NO TIME! HURRY!" Soon Armstrong was following Sundowner down the corridor. - Cut to mission Impossible music - Suddenly Monsoon is shown upside down on the ceiling. He went to turn off his anti gravity field only to come tumbling down like a jenga tower. "Fuck." After restacking his bionicle body he gently placed the note on his superiors desk. "Time to get out of here."

Finally Sundowner and Armstrong had arrived at one of the public bathrooms. "Alright, tell me what's the problem?" The man struggled to think of an excuse on the spot. " I... uh.. I.. cut myself... shaving?" Armstrong's eyes turned red. "WHAT!? YOU BROUGHT ME ALL THE WAY HERE FOR THIS!? GET OUT OF MY SIGHT BEFORE I DOCK YOUR PAY!" Once the man was gone, Sundowner slid down against the bathroom tile. "Well, I've done everythin' she told me to so she better be grateful!"

Upon returning to his personal office, Armstrong had noticed a small note on his desk. "Meet me in room 403. Your secret admirer." He began to blush. The last time anyone had fancied him was his college days. "Well let's meet this mysterious admire then." He went up to the door and opened it. He was greeted by the sight of someone laying on their stomach lazily, stark naked and they were proudly displaying their large rump. "Who is it now?" the voice called out. Armstrong walked in and got a closer look. "SAM!?"

Mistral was on her bed in an expensive pair of lingerie. "What's taking him so long?" She then heard a knock at her door and rushed to answer it, only to be greeted by Monsoon. "Oh. What do you want, I'm expecting someone?" The man chuckled. "I think you might want to see this." They walked down the hall only to hear shouting. Mistral realized it was that of her boss and her coworker Sam. "WHY ARE YOU NAKED!?" followed by "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM!?" Soon everything clicked in her head. "SUNDOWNER!"

Dawn of the Final Day - 24 hours remain -

Mistral paced back and forth. "That's it! I'm going to let him know how I feel. And Sundowner can't ruin it for me this time!" She went down to her superiors office. "Mistral? What are you do-" She placed her finger to his lips, silencing him. "It was me all along boss. I'm your secret admirer. Je t’aime de toute mon âme. Will you be mine?" Her boss readjusted his glasses. "I'm flattered Mistral, but I'll tell you what I already told Sundowner. (Sundowner? Her mind went blank.) I make it a habit not to let my love life be involved with my work. In other words, I don't date clients. I'm sure you understand."

Mistral soon became lightheaded. "No way! Sundowner did this on purpose! I'll kill him!" she thought to herself and she soon passed out and fell over. "Mistral?"

#crack fic #mgrr #metal gear rising revengeance #mistral mgr #sundowner mgr #senator armstrong #jetstream sam #monsoon mgr #mgr

[phoneguyfanclub]

You Go, I'll Stay

Summary: Trapped in the office with all the animatronics surrounding him, Phone Guy realizes there are some things more important than his own life. (AU, Movie-verse: Phone Guy x Vanessa)

…

It was dark.

Vanessa hadn't realized what they were up against, and he didn't know how much longer they could hold out. They were in the office, Vanessa watching the cams while he pressed the buttons on the doors, making them close. It was exhilarating.

They were probably gonna die.

He would not allow that.

If you could use any number of words to describe Phone Guy, it would be: pathetic, cowardly, lying, scumbag, stupid, annoying, and selfish… That's what he thought anyway. He'd seen too much and been a witness to too much. He still wanted to live, but he hated the person he'd become.

Slamming his fist on the desk, he cursed himself for bringing her with him.

She'd only wanted to investigate, and this is what happened. Five animatronics wanting to kill them, and acting in patterns he'd never seen before. He'd worked hard to get his breathing under control, not wanting to panic when he knew someone else needed him to be calm.

Looking to the cams with a calm expression, he muttered.

"I have an idea."

Vanessa, freaked out, nodded with an encouraging grin.

"Great! H-how do we s-stop these bucket of bolts?!"

He continued speaking in a calm tone, all while rolling his chair over to the right and pressing the other door button. It closed with a clank.

"Oh, it's not that kind of idea…"

Her mouth fell agape, wondering what he could mean. She watched him curiously as he grabbed a child's coat from the lost and found and tossed it over to her.

"Huh?!" She flinched and hesitantly caught it.

"Vanessa…" He looked her in the eyes seriously. "I-I'm going to need you to put t-that coat on. Uh… Try and make yourself as small as possible. That way, you know, the animatronics think you're a kid. W-while they're busy with me, they won't notice you!"

As she realized what he was asking of her, she shook her head. "W-what about you…?"

Phone Guy used the keypad to flip through the monitors in a hurry. Making sure they were keeping up with everything to appease the animatronics. He stared straight ahead, not wanting to answer her. Knowing she wouldn't like the answer.

"Come on!" she said desperately. "I-I can't leave you here!"

He sighed softly, and closed his eyes in resignation. "Vanessa. S-sometimes a man's gotta know where his priorities lie. And mine are protecting you…"

She checked the doors and opened them, making sure they weren't using too much power.

Tears came to her eyes as she realized what he was asking her to do.

"No…!"

"Go on, Vanessa…" He said softly. "Run."

She looked into his eyes one more time, and hugged him tightly. He hugged back softly, patting her back. For the first time, Vanessa realized just how much the man who worked at Freddy's meant to her. They'd always been friends, and she'd always thought he was handsome - he was once the company spokesman too, able to ease people's worries with just a flash of his smile. But over all that time they'd spent together, making sure the pizzeria was a safe place, she never realized she loved him. And now she felt it in him too. He'd loved her this whole time and she never noticed it.

"You'll be fine…" He promised. Pulling away, he gazed at her softly and longingly. "Now go."

She chuckled sadly. "I love you too…" And she gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.

As he watched her put on the coat and run, he knew he'd made the right choice. It was funny, he thought. Well-intentioned people always told him he was lucky, not knowing of the tragedies he'd lived through. And now, in his last moments, he'd finally felt as lucky as they'd told him he was.

…

She'd done what he said. She'd put the coat on and made herself as small as possible. Then she crawled on her knees until she got to the pizzeria doors. She couldn't help feel an ocean of emotions going through her as she unlocked them.

If there was a word to describe Phone Guy, it would be brave, selfless, charming, mysterious, funny, strong, helpful… and handsome. So much more so because of his beautiful heart.

Looking back one more time, Vanessa silently wished him luck. She got in her car and drove back to the station, ready to report on what she'd seen. He was a hero in more ways than one. She pondered the nights' events more, and shivered. She'd wait for him outside the restaurant at morning to make sure he's alright.

She parked the car at the station. Reaching into her bag, she took out the photos she'd taken of the animatronics, their eyes blood red. Sifting through the Polaroids, Vanessa smiled. Now they finally had evidence to get the restaurant shut down for good.

#phone guy #fnaf movie #five nights at freddy's #fanfiction #vanessa monroe #phonessa #my writing #phone guy x vanessa #shipping

[countrymusiclover]

27 - All Riding Together

Part 28

Country Rancher

Tags @whateverthecostner @rosie-posie08 @kaycejdutton @kayceduttonn @kcloveswrestling @the-morning-star-falls @kaymudd @artoldfartsandunicornhearts @hcwthewestwaswcn

"Momma, are we really gonna ride with grandpa tomorrow?" Elsa asked jumping up and down like she had eaten a bunch of sugar.

Dallas was beside Ryan helping him load up his gear for tomorrow. It was where we would brand the cattle and sleep in just tents like real cowboys. That's what Lioyd told me once. Pulling my brown fur jacket closer around myself while tipping my brown hat up. "Yes sweatshirt. We will be going alongside your daddy. Now why don't you go play with your brother."

"I'm suprised you're letting them get on horses, baby." Footsteps approached from behind me with familiar arms wrapping around my waist from behind.

Leaning into his embrace I sighed in relief just enjoying the moment for a few seconds then turning around in his hold. "From where I stand you got on a horse young. Bree was riding horses at age ten if I remember correctly. I think it's time they start learning. I'll have Dallas ride with me and you can have Elsa." Draping my arms over his shoulders with a small smile.

"Sounds like a deal, Mrs. Dutton." He leans forward whispering in my ear making me blush. "Why don't you and I go spend our last night for a while in the bed."

Hitting his chest I tugged him back inside the main house knowing we needed to start packing our own gear. "We'll have time for that when we get back, Kayc. Let's go." Exiting the main house a few hours later I saw my father in law talking with his daughter and she had a very true point. That they didn't want to live beside him they simply wanted the land and for us to be gone.

"She's got a point you know. They want us all gone, John." I mumbled leaning against the stone wall watching his daughter leave heading towards a storage barn where Rip was getting supplies ready for Carter.

He sighed running a hand down his face staring at me longingly. "I just hope I can keep this for you and your children. I only have one son now and my daughter can't have her own children. So you're children will get all of this."

"I appreciate your work, John.." I trailed off twisting the fabric of my jacket knowing he was expecting me to give him some answer on me becoming livestock commissioner. I wasn't sure that Kayce should completely give it up. But I really wasn't sure if I would be good at the job. I was only used to be following what my husband thought was right for the cattle and horses because he was raised to do the job, not me.

The evening came sooner than I expected and I figured it would be an interesting dinner considering John had freed Summer and put her on house arrest here. Leaving her and Beth to most likely get into it sometime tonight. John was at the head of the table. Kayce and I took the chairs on the end. Carter was sitting next to Bree who had Rip on her other side and Beth beside him. Elsa was sitting on the other end facing her grandfather. Finally there was an empty chair on the opposite side of Dallas that Summer ended up taking being close to the governor like his daughter. Gator entered the room sitting down multiple trays of meat noticing Summer sitting at the table. "Oh I'm sorry ma'am. If I had known I would have made you something else."

"Give her what we feed the horses, Gator." Beth scoffed glaring across the table at the girl.

Biting my lip I forked some food on each of the twins plates so they were distracted with eating rather than watching what was about to happen. "Gator she'll be here for 6 months so could you make something that she can eat in the future?" John asked the cook.

"So uh what we have prepared here is an esuremain of game. There on the left vension-"

Summer interrupts him. "Which is to say a deer you shot that was just minding its own business."

"Yes that's right...beside that we'll have roast duck-" He started again but it didn't matter.

She asked a question intertwining her hands together. "Do you realize duck's mate for life?"

"If it helps I killed them both-"

She scoffed as I covered my mouth with my hands trying to not laugh at how ridiculous she was being. "It doesn't make it better. It makes its twice as bad. And what is this little creature that can't even feed one person?"

Kayce glanced at me then shifted his gaze to Bree and Carter who were just watching like the rest of us. "Actually I serve four per person.."

"So you kill four and what is this mystery?" Summer points towards the plate in front of her.

Gator slumped his shoulders and I felt bad for him that she wasn't being a very good guest. Because she could go back to prison if she liked. "Uh that's a dove."

"Dove, the bird of peace."

Beth sat down her napkin eyeing the girl. "Summer, let's you and I take a walk. Maybe I can educate you on our different ways of life."

"Our different cultures.." She snarled back letting her lead her out of the house.

Tate reached forward alongside my husband taking some of the duck from the plate. I forked some deer on mine about to take a bite until Elsa and Dallas both showed their empty plates. "Can we have seconds?"

"How about you let others get some first you two." Kayce chuckled through a bright grin.

Rip focused his attention back on his boss asking softly. "Sir, do you want me to go after them?"

"I think that's a terrible idea, Rip." John chuckled shaking his head getting some meat on his plate. I couldn't hold in my laughter anymore so I just start hitting my fist on the table hearing him tell Gator I'll have four.

Carter watched Bree raise her hand asking like she was in school. "Is there any cake tonight?" Everyone at the table just smiled and laughed at her innocent question.

"Yes granddaughter, Gator is making cupcakes tonight don't you worry." Her grandfather replied as Rip got up to go check on them outside. When he came back both girls were beaten pretty bad and you could see blood on their faces. Summer ended up just eating some mashed potatoes until John returned with a first aid kit.

After dinner I slowly sit down in the porch swing just looking up at the stars in peaceful silence until the front door gently closed. Turning my head that direction I smiled seeing my husband who sits down beside me. "Woah...I'm sorry about tonight. I didn't exactly want the twins to see that tonight."

"You've got nothing to apologize for, Kayce. You couldn't have known those two were gonna butt heads again." I smiled up to him running my fingers through his hair since he wasn't wearing his hat at the moment. He had put the twins to bed and told Tate and Bree to go to bed once they finished packing for tomorrow morning.

He sighed enjoying the feeling where he rests his head on my shoulder intertwining my freehand with his left. I crossed my fingers that tomorrow would just be about us and the family. Riding horses and doing what we loved and teaching that spirit into our four children. "If Carter and Bree try to share a tent I'm gonna punch him."

"He's a kid, Kayce." I scoffed not taking him seriously.

He lifted his head up not changing his facial expression meaning he was dead serious about this. "I ain't kidding darlin'. I'm not comfortable with the idea."

"Overall your just not comfortable with her growing up." I replied tucking hair out from in front of his eyes where he nodded softly yes.

We allowed the familiar silence to surround us again just watching for any shooting stars. He wrapped his arms around my waist tugging me to sit on his lap. Laying my head against his chest he put his chin on top of my head until I start giggling thinking back to our children all covered in chocolate from the cupcakes and how the twins were bouncing off the wall wanting to have more meat. "I can't believe our twins were eating like wild dogs. Tearing all that meat apart so easily."

"Yeah that was pretty fun. Summer would have probably thrown up at the sight. Don't you think Y/n?" Kayce chuckled with a huge smile and my heart swooned seeing him happy again.

Lifting my head up I softly kissed him. He leans into it resting one hand to cradle my cheek in his hand. "I agree with that, cowboy. I wonder who they got that instinct from hmm?"

"Don't act you wouldn't tear up my mother's biskets exactly like that." He teased me while twirling some loose strands of my hair in between his fingers.

Wrapping my arms around his neck I smirked when he leaned forward kissing me deeply. I moaned into the kiss twisting my fingers in his brown curls. But he broke the kiss before we got too heated and ended up making love tonight. "Let's get to bed darlin'. We've got a long ride on horse back tomorrow."

I am pretty sure it was four in the morning when we woke and everyone was there for breakfast including Summer. But nobody really talked and headed to saddle their horses. Tate and Bree were riding Lucky and Holly since they were old enough. Throwing my saddle over I tied it off quickly allowing me to pick up young Dallas and sit him in front of me on my horse once I climbed on. Moving my brown hat up Kayce was holding a sleeping Elsa against his chest riding his own horse. Glancing over my shoulder I saw Summer just standing off in the distance watching so I moved my horse to walk her way. "We could saddle you a horse if you've changed your mind."

"I already told John I don't want to ride a creature he forced into submission...but thanks for the offer Y/n." She grumbled giving me a weak smile crossing her arms over her chest.

Dallas yawned snuggling into my chest where I brushed hair from his face letting him sleep. "Summer, there's something you should know. I didn't know that I would enjoy working here, living here but I do. And do you know how I discovered that?"

"No." She shook her head staring up at me.

Tilting my head a little I wrapped one hand around the reins of my horse as he made a noise. Swinging his tail a little bit. "Because I tried something new to see if I would like it or not. You're parents may be vegans but it doesn't mean you are completely right. You have to try and see both sides of something. Just keep that in mind." Kicking my horse in the belly she walks over to Beth who I was joyed to see was coming with us even though she didn't like horses.

"I don't know what to do while he's gone...I don't know what to do when he's here." Summer bends her head down dropping her hands at her sides.

Beth glanced my direction where I nodded tipping my hat to her following to ride alongside Kayce. "Well I think you got that part figured out. Why don't you take a walk around this place. You'll understand us better. Tell me if there is a forest in America in better shape or more loved. Then tell me we're the enemy."

"You ready for this, Y/n." Kayce asked kicking his horse in belly starting the ride off.

Kicking my horse John lead the charge with Rip. Bree and Carter were riding in front of us so we were the last two on the riding trail. "I'm ready for anything so long as you and our family are with me Kayce." The wind blows through my hair as we focused our eyes on the land ahead of us.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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[sorry-i-ship-drarry]

12. Liars and lovers

Dialogue prompt : If you don't hug me right now, I think I might fall apart.

Request by my favourite @thebusyfangirl @sunflowerishdolphin

TW- ANGST | highly inspired by young royals..

" you're just young in love. It's all just puppy love " beat

" it's not real. Wake up from this horrid dream" beat

" you're not in love, you can't be "

" you have black blood in you " beat

" you're a Malfoy " beat

It felt like flashes imploding in front of his eyes with the shutter of those lights going off with his heart palpating heavily like the beats of a rock music deafening his ears. He was over the solid surface but he felt as though he was in a Quicksand, sucking him under and his throat as if tied with a telephone cord which Only tightened with every beat. He could feel his hands but not his legs, it was weird, it felt strange like his eyes were closing but they were forced open. The feeling of the resting tongue on the top of his mouth felt very strange, as if it was the first time he was feeling it, but he wasn't. He always had felt it but it seemed so vivid. All his thoughts ran into had that wall always been that black? It was as if he was standing in the middle of a raging cyclone but not an inched of him was harmed as the water passed through him. And there he was, standing in his white sweater with emerald eyes, staring in the longingness , waiting for draco to take his hand.

" Mr. Malfoy ?" He heard. Draco's eyebrows shot up as his trance of thoughts broke and he looked at the opened door with a small figure's shadow casting on the surface.

" they're here " Reggie, the house elf said. Draco nodded from where he was sitting on the bed with a remembrall in his hand.

" I'll be there in a second " he whispered. Reggie nodded and left the door opened. Draco breathed heavily as he stood up and watched himself in the mirror, fixing his suit.

With a beating heart, he went where he was supposed to be.

" you know what to say ?" Lucius asked as he squeezed on draco's shoulder.

Draco reluctantly nodded, pulling his coat, shaking his hands to get rid of the anxiety bubbling.

Narcissa smiled fondly at her son, fixing his tie, then leaning down to whisper in his ear "it's all on you draco "

Draco tried to give a fake smile as he entered the living room, an interviewer waiting for him.

" the name had already a been corrupted enough for us that you had to be seen with the potter kid. Have our name not been tainted enough that you had to pull up another stunt to drown our name draco ? You're the hier of Malfoy, you can't be like this. We can fix this, fix you together but all you need to do is refuse any accusations that stand our way. You are a Malfoy draco, a Malfoy and we don't play with love. You are to marry a girl and live a life like everyone of ours and it ends there. You are to say, to deny everything printed out in Media. It's the Only way, the only way "

" are you ready ?" She asked. Draco heaved before he nodded, sitting down in front of her.

" we'll start of with the business you are bound to take upon soon ? So is it true that you had came up with the Malfoy business, right after you've been drowned in debt and you actually want to run something like that ?" She asked

" but I don't want to be the chairman or the bloody ceo or anyone of that company "

" yes, I will be taking over. And I very much look forward to it " he smiled stiffly.

" and is it also true that you will be in denial to any muggles and strictly follow a wizards and witches employees ?"

" people are never going to like it. Think-"

" that's enough Draco "

" yes. We believe that wizards and witches are the only one's capable of being our employees " draco answered with a stiff nod.

" and you're going to manage running the business alongside school ?" She asked

" but my education-"

" think about the family for one bloody second instead of just your own self " Lucius sneered

" I think it's very much that I run it alongside my education. And I very much think I'll do my best "

" now as of talking about the news that recently spurred through, you were seen with mr. Harry potter, at the recent fundraiser after party held by Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry ?" She asked, penning down with much interest

" big deal I was seen with him-"

" you can't be and that's the end of it. You are going to say that you were having a civil conversation, that's it "

" we have put our differences aside and I see no reason as why I cannot be seen with him " draco sternly replied, earning a low threatening glare from his father behind them " We were in a civil conversation if anyone interested " draco added

" so it's not true that you two were supposedly dating ?" She asked

" it's a lie "

Beat.

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Have that wall always been this green ? Draco wondered as he stared at the opposite wall longingly, unnoticed tears escaping his eyes. He didn't even cared anymore to wipe them away as the memories rang loudly in his head from the very afternoon, the conversation he had with harry himself, how he had let him down and his loving eyes and the pain it caused him. The look of pain etched so defined over his face.

" I waited like an hour for you " draco whispered as he watched harry come closer

" oh did you now ? Why was that mr. Malfoy? Shall I apologize my majesty?" Harry sarcastically replied as he crossed his arms in front of him after reaching close enough to have a conversation.

" harry-"

" it's potter to you " harry raised his eyebrows sternly

" harry, i can explain " draco sighed

Harry looked at the tree behind draco, almost rolling his eyes " and what would it change Malfoy ?"

" harry, please-"

" please what? Or do you want me to please you with another comforting things so you can bluntly say it to the media that we aren't fucking together " harry Snapped

" I had no choice " draco raised his voice

" you never have one draco " harry too raised his voice. Just for a moment, just one, draco wanted to scream at harry, to tell him thing's aren't served on a silver platter for him as everything think's it to be.

" I- it was the only way whether you accept it or not" draco sighed. He shook his head as he Turned around to watch over the lake they'd been standing near to away from everyone, their meeting spot. Maybe looking away would make it all easier, just maybe.

" also I think we should break up" draco suddenly whispered behind him.

Harry frowned as he turned to see Draco "you want to break up?"

" is that your decision?" He added

" yes, i don't think we should do this anymore then" Draco's voice quivered as he spoke through " we knew it wasn't going to last anyways. And I m- I need the family name to go on and not being with you is the only way. It'll just be like a little school fling "

"fine " harry whispered after a long pause, sniffing, wiping off his escaping tears.

" it's better anyway. I'd rather be with someone who doesn't throw me away " harry whispered.

Draco sighed turning to face harry and cupping his face in his hands " you know it's not like that "

" seems otherwise " harry distantly replied as he stared far ahead over the lake.

" hey" draco tried to make harry look at him but only met with stern denial " look at me, please " Draco chewed his lip controlling his emotions.

Harry finally looked at draco, his jaw clenched " and what ?"

" I'm sorry " draco whispered as he wiped Harry's tears and kissed his forehead. Harry hummed, avoiding draco's face again. Frowning draco wrapped his arms around harry, not meeting with the same..

" hug me" draco insisted

But harry didn't.

Draco let his tear finally escape his eyes over Harry's shoulder " you have to understand harry, please "

" I do understand, very clearly " harry replied stiffly

Draco had nothing more left to say. His tears spilled with his arms still wrapped around Harry's in unrequited action, feeling his heart palpating rapidly with a void.

" I'm sorry " draco whispered again, wrapping his arms tighter but met with only the emptiness of lost love. The pain soothed across his body with the denied physical touch harry had once enjoyed so much. He hated this harry, the one who didn't hug back, the one who was so distant. He needed his harry back, if only for a moment before they break apart but aware of the pain he caused harry, he knew he wasn't going to but he tried.

" harry, please " his voice quivered in Harry's neck

" if you don't hug me right now I think i might fall apart"

" you don't deserve it " and with that harry broke free and without a glance walked away leaving draco with the the agony of losing him. He wanted to hug harry, he really wanted him to, he needed to but harry didn't and somewhere draco knew he was left to deal with it himself from now on. Harry was gone and it was draco's fault.

" Draco I asked if you're coming for dinner ?" Someone asked as they opened the door slightly

Draco looked up from the wall to the door, pansy holding the door half open " you go. I'm not hungry " draco sniffed

Pansy looked at Draco with pity " take care " and she left, too.

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They were officially broken up. It was clear. Harry didn't spared a single glance at Draco, not even accidentally, he didn't share the table at potions with him either and much so, he didn't even cross paths with draco anymore but would rather be 4 minutes late to the class.

Harry was distant and not just with draco but with everyone else and it ached draco. Layin on the bed with lonely feelings, he missed their nights together, the nights of Laying under the star watching each other instead of the sky because they thought other was more beautiful. He missed the way Harry's wrapped around his waist from behind and the way he kissed his neck and whispered words so smoothly of a normal conversation as if it didn't affect him at all but most of them all, he missed kissing harry. He missed feeling the way Harry's lips Whispered in the howling wind his love for Draco. He missed it.

Draco threw his head back, sighing to himself, wiping away the tears of unhappiness that visited him like a nightmare every night after having lost Harry's because of his own faults.

But grief turned to sorrow, sorrow to pain, pain to numbness and numbness to anger, he threw away his journal at the opposite wall.

" fuck " he yelled as he harshly tugged at his hair " fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck " he groaned, crying heavily.

The entire month he had been waiting for the void to be filled with something, something other than harry but harry like a pest had reached the core of his heart and infected every inch that he missed him in every song, in every story, In every poem, in every walk, in every talk, in every conversation, in every tear, in every smile, in every melody, in every tune, in every aspect, he was infected with Harry's love and he missed him with the core of his infected heart that Could've only been cured by harry, who had left. Left for Christmas break, left draco, left everything about him.

He ran his hand down his face, pinching his nose trying to get rid of the feeling but nothing worked and he had to show up at another interview in another hour to talk about inauguration. He was screwed and he blamed himself.

" you are responsible for your own actions " narcissa had said one night " always remember that. Before anyone else's you're your own. Remember that "

" save the heart, you moron " harry had laughed one day while they were discussing a silly riddle..

" Save your heart, moron " draco's reflection mocked as he stared at himself in the mirror.

Wiping away his tears, he immediately got ready and checked out of the school.

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" and you'll be running the business, right ? Like your father expects ?" She asked, over the mic..

" yes, I will be" he replied, uncrossing his legs..

" Mr.Malfoy, if you don't mind of course, after having denied last month of any sparks of your relationship with mr. Harry potter, are you In general seeing anyone then? Someone who'd take forward the malfoy name ?"

That ought to do it, possibly. Draco stared at the fraction of people waiting for his reply.

" save your heart "

" you're your own "

" mr. Malfoy ?" She asked again.

Draco broke out of his trail, suddenly becoming aware of the mic in his hand.

What the fuck was he doing ?

Suddenly everything seemed so real and all he could think of was the emerald eyes, standing in the middle of the cyclone waiting for him to take his hand..

" I'm sorry" Draco suddenly said as he stood up, dropping the mic and walking off the Little stage

" Mr. Malfoy ? Can you please answer the question?" She asked again..

Draco looked at her before for one last time he picked up the mic and said " I lied "

" what do you mean you lied ?" 2 people asked

Draco stared at everyone, his mind doing circle one more time before he found the little courage and replied

" I'm gay"

" and I love harry potter "

Will have part 2

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Love And Marriage

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Quote: You don't save a marriage by sleeping with other people.–Lucifer

Mostly Memory: slant/bold. Quote:small/bold

"What the hell, Anthony!" She yelled scaring both brunettes in the bed she shared with him. The women who looked half her age scrambled off the bed in a rush and ran out of the room getting dressed as she ran out the tower. This time she was throwing objects at the genius screaming and swearing every word under the sun. And yes this wasn't the first time, but its sure as hell will be the last. "How could you do this to me!? Time and time again I forgive and you do it again!!" She tried taking control of her emotions, but they over took her and laid everything out on the table.

Tony slipped on his clothes yelling back and forth with his wife. It was a screaming match that all of New York could hear. "Maybe if you weren't such a controlling bitch I wouldn't need to rush into the arms of a women that would get off my back!" He yelled back and she was stunned into silence. Tony continued talking. "Ever since we been together you've been trying to change who I am and I got sick of it, but you were America's golden girl I couldn't dump you. You just couldn't take the hint ,sweetheart." He finished his intoxicated words got the better of him, but drunk words were sober thoughts and maybe this is exactly how he felt after all these years.

"I want a divorce." She said her voice shaking not wanting to cry in front of the man she loved and she thought loved her back. "What?!" He turned on his heels and stared at her the shouting didn't sober him up, but those four words did. "What did you say?" He asked as if he didn't hear her. "I'm through, Tony. I'm tired of this back and forth. You said it yourself your not willing to change your partying playboy ways so I'm through." She said as she went to get her phone to call her brother. "I want a divorce." Those were the final words uttered to him before she stopped talking to him all together taking off the ring made from the metal of his original reactor the diamond glowing the same blue that lulled her to sleep. Y/n twirled the ring in-between her fingers a nervous habit after the years.

Steve got to the tower from his apartment along with Bucky and Sam. His two friends walked into her bedroom to hear Tony shouting and pleading for her to listen to him. Steve went to his sister as his friends pulled the thrashing man out of the room and to a different part of the building so he could cool off. Tony in the end didn't calm down and was getting violent to the point they had to knock him out and by then Y/n was getting packed with the help of Steve

The suitcase was harshly zipped up as she rushed closing it. Tears flowed freely down her face as she packed all her things well all the things she bought herself. She wasn't running, running was for cowards she was escaping before she drowned herself in whatever kind of love she once had with her husband. Y/n breathed in through her nose as her body convulsed with another fit of silent sobs. Trying to calm down she wanted to get think clear. Did she really want to leave? No, but he didn't give her much of a choice. The light tan line on her finger just further proved she wasn't turning back...not this time. Not even for him. Y/n needed time to think without the threat of the end of the world and out from under her now ex's crushing ego.

She was shacking with anger and in grief it happened again and she was done with it all. Tony fucking Stark her husband, lover, best friend cheated on her again for the third time that she knew of. Y/n saw it she was always there at the wrong time almost like he wanted her to see how pleased he was with another. Steve came out of the bathroom with more hygiene products. "How are you feeling? Are you okay?" He asked for what feels like the hundredth time. Steve knew Y/n wasn't okay he could see it and the sight made him want to rip Stark a new one. With a deep inhale she looked up at him with s slight smile as real as she could make it. "I'm okay I just need to get out of here. Fresh air. New scenery if possible." She said as she looked longingly at a picture on the nightstand not noticing that her brother left with her bags while she stared off. The picture was of her fifth date with Tony after being together as boyfriend and girlfriend for two years, a light festival their first openly public date for cameras to capture them together making it official. America's Sweetheart with a Playboy billionaire...that headline alone should have been the first of many red flags.

The memory played vividly in her mind. Her eyes shined like stars as she dragged him behind her. It was still light outside and the small park was crowded. "Come on, Tones!" She said excitedly as she dragged him along. Many people looked at them and whispered, but they didn't care. They spent the night talking about any and everything it felt so natural. Y/n stared into the sky on their picnic blanket having already painted her lantern with a good amount of wet paint still on her hands. "We've been on what feels like a million dates and this seems like the perfect one to ask you. Will you marry me?" Tony said holding a black velvet box with a f/c diamond ring. "I thought you'll never ask!" She pulled him into a kiss paint covering his cheeks as lanterns where released. He kissed back hands resting on her hips. "Let's go home Mrs.Stark-Rogers." Tony said with a smile. "Well come on then Mr.Rogers-Stark." He was once again dragged away. "No no no my name first Steve will not hold that over me!" Y/n giggled as the memory faded into a much older one.

The twelve year old girl was getting her hair brushed by her mother. "Mama what's love like. I know you love daddy so what's it like?" She asked it's been two years since her father died ,but her mother always said she stilled loves him. "Love is a amazing feeling that doesn't happen often and sometimes it can hurt." The blonde women said to her daughter she couldn't tell her wanting love cost more then giving it. "Why will it hurt?" The young h/c girl asked turning around. "You're to young to know right now, but at some point you will." By the time Y/n turned fifteen she learned that loving someone can hurt after she stood next to her brother and best friend looking at the slab of stone that marked their mother's grave.

The first time it happened she was pissed, but not at the right person at the time. The second red flag.. Screams are what filled the house as Y/n threw clothes at the tramp that was in bed with her drunk husband. She was so anger, but that just hid the pain she was feeling three years for him to cheat. After shutting the half clothes harlot out on the front porch of the Malibu home she stormed back to Tony. He stayed in his boxers on the bed looking dazed he was drunk. "Why?" Is all she could ask as tears fell down her cheeks. The billionaire stood up and walked toward her he wiped her tears. "I'll change. I promise." He kissed her head. She believed him she had faith that he couldn't change for them. After all Y/n did the same she gave up being a hero along side her brother because he told her he already worries about getting home to her as Ironman no need to add the stress of not knowing if she'll get home. So she hung up her red, white, and blue catsuit for him.

After a year Y/n sat in her art studio wear she sold her and other rising artist artwork after Tony said she shouldn't paint in the tower,she painted with her brother laughing messing with colors. She was thankful she put down plastic tarp beforehand a giggle rang out when Natasha walked through the door. Without saying anything she drops a magazine on the table of brushes next to Y/n. On the cover was Tony kissing some red head though a window tears welled in her eyes as she wiped her hands he eyes not leaving the cover till it was picked up off the table. Natasha comforted her as Steve took the magazine and paced. " Am I stupid for trusting him? Thinking he would change?" She asked as the waterworks flowed. "No ,if anyone is stupid its him. Ever since he came out as Ironman he thought he was untouchable. God imma kill him!" The red head said while Steve was flexing his hand not wanting to hit any of the stored art pieces. The third red flag for all to see.

The bus rocked back and forth as she looked over at her brother sleeping next to her. They were heading to the airport and he was going to see her off before possibly killing Tony. Speaking of she looked down at her phone and saw dozens of missed calls and hundreds of unread text. She felt that the world was so much bigger after leaving, after getting away from the place that no longer felt like a home. Turning back to the window a memory came to surface as a teenage girl sat on the bus watching old Brooklyn go by. She thought life was so slow she wanted to grow up faster and experience life. Y/n wanted to find love like her parents had. "What are you thinking about doll?" She turned and in Steve's place was Bucky her adoptive big brother. "Nothing important, James." She said with a sigh as the old modeled cares turned back to modern vehicles and yellow taxi's.

Tony woke up and ran around the tower while calling and texting his wife. "Friday track Y/n' s phone. He said as he went to the lab to get in his suit. "She's as NYC airline." The irish voice answered as he stepped into the suit letting it close around him. Before the hatch could open completely he was flying out of the tower to the airport. "Any idea which flight?" He asked wanting to get there before it's to late. "No boss, but the next flight leaving is heading for U.K and boarding in fifteen minutes." Time was running out he needed ever second he could spare. "We'll make it in ten." That night Ironman flew to save whatever he had left.

Y/n held her ticket in her shaking hands her breath uneven. Steve left after the bus dropped her off they said their goodbyes not making the separation hurt any less. Her thoughts came back to Tony all the good times made her smile, but the dark clouds took them over soon after. It felt so right to be in his arms thinking about the future they had with each other within seconds that became a distant memory. What's sad is she wants to go back wondering if she held on to those moments longer they'll last forever. The ring she slipped back on her finger weighed a ton. Y/n didn't have the strength to take it off not for good at least and this made her feel weak. Pain was heavy in her heart from the constant ache, but the little voice kept saying maybe if we tried harder he would have loved us the way we love him, maybe rushing into a relationship wasn't the best idea, maybe he's happier without us ,maybe not telling him about the positive test was the best option ,maybe...maybe.

A hand resting on her stomach she wanted to laugh, but that would have brought on a fresh wave of tears. She started off the day without Tony in bed and sicker then she's been since her pre-serum years. Y/n went to the doctor completely covered form any prying eyes and the test were clear she couldn't believe it she took about ten test in her studio bathroom before heading back to the tower. Howard warned her and Steve that the serum might sterilize them, but at the time both of them were to small and sickly and she knew getting pregnant might kill her anyways so they both agreed to it. Y/n wished she could hug the man today he made her better and let her have a gift she never thought was possible. A baby was growing inside her. Tony never really talked about kids and neither did she since that wasn't a possibility before, but the moment she held five of the clearer test she wanted to rush into his arms and have him be the first to know. That quickly fell apart that evening and now she's here.

The suit landed out side the airport and Tony immediately ran out of it into the building looking through his tented shades he followed the path Friday set for him rushing through security. "Now boarding flight A145 to United Kingdom. Ahora aborda—" The intercom rang out. He was running out of time. There he saw h/c hair one of a couple dozen in line due to the oddly timed flight. "Y/N!!" Many heads turned at the shout while so gasped and whispers started. She looked at him and froze. His eyes looked bloodshot and he wore baggy sweats and a AC/DC shirt. Turning back around she tried to get on the plane quicker, but a hand grabbed her arm. "Please listen to me. I'm so so sorry! I'm a fucking moron okay? I know I just keep screwing up between us and I know you're tired of me saying I'll change, but if it means I keep you in my life I'll do damn near anything." Tony's voice shook as his eyes welled with tears people crowed to see the Starks some seemed to clued in on the subject while others were lost. "You can't fix this Tony. There's nothing to fix between us you said your piece and actions speak louder then words there is no saving this." Y/n whimpered holding her hand in her own.

"I can save us, N/n! Please just give me a chance too. You and me against the world right?" She shook her head no as she looked into his brown eyes with her glassy e/c ones. "Wrong. You just don't get it do you? You don't save a marriage by sleeping with other people. And I gave you more then enough chances to change because God I changed so much for you!! I gave up saving people, gave up painting in the tower, stopped helping Pepper with business, stopped going to briefings, and so much more. All for you and you couldn't do one thing for me." With quivering hands she gently brushed the tears from his cheeks letting her hands go from his shoulders to his hands. "I loved you, Anthony. I always will have a special place in my heart for you, but clearly the same doesn't go for you." Y/n now held one of his hands bringing his knuckles to her lips giving them a chaste kiss.

She let go of his hand as she stepped back from him many of the passengers having already boarded the plane. "Don't say goodbye." He said voice small and weak. "...don't think of this as a goodbye. We just met at the wrong time in the wrong place. Maybe I'll come back to you and just maybe we can start again from the beginning, but until then this is a see you later." She turned and went on board as he stood their feet glued the the floor. Looking down at the hand she held the ring sat in his palm she left him with a piece of his heart while she took the rest with her. What is a marriage without love

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A/n this is the second to last one before the full masterlist is posted. Fyi I wrote a happy ending and if it's really wanted I'll make a short one-shot of it but angst ending for now.

Next quote is a free space and I'm going ham!!!!

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[jaedreaminn]

I'll wait for you to like me

Pairings: Mark x Reader «past» Jeno x reader.

Characters: Mark, Jeno, Donghyuck (Haechan), Ten «hinted» Jisung, Chenle, Jaemin.

Theme: fluff, confusion, angst(but not really), open ending, happy, playful.

Word count: 1.6k

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Mark knew he was the wallflower among his brothers. While his brothers played with people's hearts he studied. While his brothers fooled around he worked hard. While his brothers stole people's hearts to only break them he broke hearts through rejections.

He never messed around, always had good grades and his only friend was his half brother Donghyuck but not by choice, the youger just latched himself onto Mark the first time Mark spoke.

Mark liked his reputation of the heartless and cold brother. He liked being the most mysterious among his brothers. He liked keeping to himself. He liked his personal space. He looed music. He like how he was very sure of what he liked. And he knew for sure that he liked you.

But you liked Jeno....

So he kept his distance and watched from the side lines. He watched how Jeno tried to gain your trust and felt a pang in his heart when you trusted the boy. He watched how you agreed to dating Jeno and he watched how you slowly fell in love with his brother. His gut twisting in longing and jealousy.

He watched sadly the day Jeno broke your heart. And never in his life did he want to punch someone so bad, let alone the person he wanted to punch being his own brother but yet he didn't because he watched how Jeno loved you back but the moment things got a bit to real for his liking he spiralled and hurt you in the process.

He watched how Jeno would look at you so fondly and after you broke up he would secretly stare at you longingly when no one was watching. How he would constantly deny his feelings for you because his friends thought that it was uncool. How he said awful things about you to his awful friends that led him astray. He hated that he had to watch Jeno lose himself.

...

"You're the only other person here?" You had startled him one day as you leaned over his desk in the news room.

He blinked once to make sure he wasn't hallucinating before nodding, "Yes I run the school news paper"

You tilted you head to the side face scrunching cutely in confusion.

"I get the work done and quite perfectly at that so the school allows me to run it alone." Mark explained and felt lighthead when you smiled at him.

"Why are you here" he blurted out coldly before you could notice the change in his face from how much blood was travelling to it.

"Well I'm going to run the newspaper with you." You casually said. Cultural shock. That's what he went through that day.

And so before he knew it, it became a new norm to spend his afternoons with you in that small cramped up room with two desks and a printer.

And for once he wasn't just watching you, he was talking to you, laughing with you, working with you and getting into petty arguments with you which would just end with Mark being all red and flustered and you giggling away. And suddenly he knew he liked you even more. And maybe he wasn't the only one that knew that little fact. And that was a problem.

It happened on one of the monthly Sunday morning family breakfasts when Mr.Lee kept picking at Tens choice for the next step in the family business which included his lover so Ten, much to Mark's dismay changed the topic, "So Mark I heard you've been having fun at school these days?" His second eldest brother teased, wiggling his brows.

Mr. Lee's cocked an eyebrow at that piece of information but Mark simply hummed and got back to eating, enjoying his peace.

But when your brother's with Lee Donhyuck peace didn't come easy.

"Oh yes he has" the boy said and Mark looked at him confused, "He's been enjoying his time with y/n working for the school newspaper together"

Mark cursed in his head, side eyeing Jeno who seemed to freeze at your name expression cold.

"Yes it's nice to have company" Mark mumbled as the topic changed yet again to something about the trouble Haechans been causing.

...

Mark watched how Jeno distanced himself from him and how his brother who was usually sweet eye smiles and mischievous laughs was now curt nodds and cold eyes.

The one thing he knew he hated was fighting with his brothers. And even though him and Jeno weren't really fighting they weren't talking to eachother either.

His mood changed drastically, sullen at the change in attitude from his younger brother but he doubts anybody would have noticed.

That's why he was shocked when you placed a cup of boba milk tea on his desk saying "because you were sad and needed cheering up" before scrunching your nose cutely and adding "and because you're the only weirdo that doesn't like coffee"

And he looked at you in awe, mouth sliglty agape and you chuckled leaning down and closing it for him as he startled at the contact recalling behind a bit.

"So Markie boy what's got you so worried" you asked sitting yourself down on his desk as he flushed over the nickname.

"My brother" he said hesitantly and saw your face harden, he knew you knew of his relation to your ex but you guys never spoke about it.

"What happened" you still asked him, expression neutral.

"Just a little confusing times between us so there's a cold war going on" he said with a defeated sigh and your lips curved downwards.

"I've see how close you are to your brothers' and how much you care for them" you said and Mark was surprised you knew that, "Whatever it is it's going to pass. After all you guys are the infamous Lee brother's. A family of old money where the brothers dont hate eachother" you joked without knowing how true and rare that was and how much he cherished that fact. Especially since all his father wanted them to do was to get 'ambitious' and steal the buisness back from Ten.

So Mark had decided that very day to confront Jeno after school, waiting patiently at his brothers car.

"You're here to talk I'm guessing?" Jeno voice called out and Mark turned around to see him walking towards the car with a friend's Mark didn't recognise, a really tall boy with pink hair, a short one with orange hair and one Jenos height with blond hair and a blue fringe.

Jeno waved goodbye to the boys as he seperated ways from them and approached Mark.

"Who are they?" Mark couldn't help but ask.

"They're from the dance team." Jeno replied not looking at his brother at all.

"You've been avoiding me" Mark accused angry that the boy coildnt even look at him now and Jeno nodded, "You're right"

"Why" Mark asked with a frown.

"Well..."

"It's because of y/n isn't it?" Mark cut Jeno off, "If your uncomfortable with me working on the newspaper with y/n then I can-"

"Can what?" Jeno laughed catching Mark off guard, "Can quit? And then what let the newspaper die with you? I actually enjoy reading those." Jeno smiled at Mark who just stood there dumbfounded.

"Look I was being petty, I broke up with y/n ages ago. If you have feelings for y/n then go for it, I shouldn't hold you back" Jeno said with a sad smile.

"But don't you like..."

"I do. But I was dumb and now I'm too late so go shoot your shot" Jeno said with a pat on Marks back and smiled sadly as he watched his brother run off to meet you. Maybe he'll get over you if dating you makes his quite and overworking brother happy and atleast a little carefree.

"Y/N!" Mark called out as he ran towards you, starteling you.

"Go out with me" he blurted as soon as he was infront of you and your eyes widened but a frown made its way to your face soon after.

"Is this some joke?" You asked angrily and Mark seemed genuinely confused.

"Look I thought you were nice but now you're trying to pull the same stunt Jeno did?" You yelled and Mark looked taken back.

"W-what no. I would never!" he replied immediately.

"I want to believe that's true but it probably isn't" you said as your eyes slowly started to glisten. "Is this funny to you Mark?"

"What? No! No y/n I really like you, have liked you way before Jeno did I swear this isn't a game" he said quickly, holding onto your hand in hopes of conveying his sincerity. But it only made you more doubtful.

"Even if it was true Mark I d-dont want to like anyone again for a while" you said tone sad and Mark felt bad, maybe he didn't think this through.

"I'll wait then" it was your turn to look confused

"Then I'll wait for you to be ready to like someone again."

You sighed but the gesture seemed so sweet and from what you knew from the little time you spent with him in that small room daily was that Mark wasn't a good liar, "It may take a long while and I might not even end up liking you. You think you're okay with that?"

Mark eyes sparkled with something unreadable but it was definitely something good. He nodded his head, determined, "No matter how long and with how little hope I have, I'll wait for you to like me."

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Lee brother's- A mini series

Previous part: Lee Taeyong

Next part: Ten Lee

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[fanfic-she-wrote]

Imagine being the reincarnation of Dracula's long lost love: part 10

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

Dracula helped you out of the coffin and held you close in his arms, not wanting to ever let you go again.

"Vlad, I was so scared." You told him, pressing your face into his chest.

"Me too." He said, stroking your hair. So he was right after all. You were Maria. You had finally come back to him at last.

You still felt weak and held on to Dracula for support. Not only did you feel weak, but you felt... different. You didn't know what it was, but it was like all your senses were maxed out. It was so overwhelming. There was also this new scent that you discovered. It smelled delicious, but what was it? You wondered looking around trying to find the source.

"What did you mean that you remember everything?" Van Helsing asked, concerned for you.

You faced him, realizing just where that smell was coming from. Your eyes shined bright red, an intense hunger in them...hunger for blood. Normally you would have been repelled by such a thing, but right now you needed it more than ever. Van Helsing watched you nervously as you inched toward him.

"Y/N?" He said nervously backing away, but you did not answer. All you could think about was his blood, the taste of it on your lips. Dracula noticing your odd behavior, grabbed you by your shoulders and held you back. Why? He did not know. He had wanted to kill Van Helsing himself earlier. Perhaps he was trying to prevent you from doing something you would regret.

You squirmed, trying to wriggle free, but Dracula held you firmly in place. "Let me go!" You hissed at him, revealing for the first time your fresh new set of fangs. Van Helsing stared at you wide eyed. What had he done? You were no longer the sweet, brave, and kind Y/N, you were now a monster. He should never have let Dracula turn you. But then you would be dead...looking at you now, maybe it would have been better that way. He just lost it in a moment of grief.

"Calm down, darling." Dracula spoke in a soft voice, trying to soothe you. "You will feed soon, I promise."

Van Helsing glanced up at him. "What do you mean?" 

"She is in a very crucial time right now. She needs to feed." Dracula urgently explained to him.

"So what will you do, go kill another innocent person?" He asked, raising his voice.

"We have no choice."

Van Helsing sighed. "Then she can have some of mine."

"That is not necessary, Doctor Van Helsing." He refused.

"Yes it is. I won't have you or her killing anyone else. I'll run into town and get my supplies. I'll be back soon." He said, buttoning up his coat, turning to leave.

"Henry, take the coach if it's still there and take him home." Dracula ordered. Henry nodded and promptly followed Van Helsing out.

A few minutes later the tapping of horseshoes against the ground could be heard as they disappeared into the night leaving you and Dracula alone. You closed your eyes and let out a long sigh, then looked up at him.

"Is that what it's like for you all the time?" You asked, now realizing how difficult life was for him. How tempting it was to feed on human blood. Even now with no mortals around, you desired it. Dracula simply nodded. "It's horrible...I can't believe I wanted to...to..." You winced at the thought of hurting, maybe even killing Lawrence. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and held you close.

"Come, let's wait for them upstairs." Dracula said, guiding you from the dungeons and up the stairs. When you reached the entry hall your mouth fell open in shock. This was the first time you had seen the castle in ruins. You felt a very intense anger. How dare the townspeople do this to your home, to Dracula's home!

"What do we do Vlad?" You ask, looking around. He squeezed your shoulder and replied, "We'll find some place else. Anywhere is home as long as I have you."

As you waited for Van Helsing to return, your mind wandered. You thought about how strange fate was. In your previous life you were married to Dracula and Van Helsing was his power hungry step-brother who killed you. In this life you were Van Helsing's friend who ultimately reunited you with your lover.

"What's wrong?" Dracula asked, noticing how quiet you had become.

"I was just thinking. What happened after...after I died all those years ago?" You asked. Dracula knew this question was inevitable now.

"Well, Van Helsing fled and joined the Turks. Soon after, we went to war and I was killed during one of the battles. As I lay there dying from my wounds, the devil appeared to me. I sold my soul and in return I would have my revenge on the Van Helsings." He told you.

"That's when you became one of the living dead?" You asked. He nodded. "But Lawrence doesn't know about any of that. He told me he wanted to get rid of you because he thought you were a threat to humanity."

"He's right. I am." He admitted. "I didn't care how many lives I took. How much blood I spilled. None of them mattered as long as I didn't have you. I was just as ruthless in life as I am in death."

"And now?"

He paused for a moment, thinking. "I don't know..."

Suddenly, from out of the wreckage you heard some rustling followed by a series of painful moans. Dracula pushed you behind him ready to attack whatever it was. From beneath the debris, a man crawled out. He was covered in dirt and blood, the smell instantly flooded your nostrils. "H-help me..." The man pleaded as he slowly pulled himself across the floor. Dracula looked over at you and saw the hunger return in your eyes and how you licked your lips, desperate for just a little taste. He didn't want to admit how turned on he was by this. He smiled and stepped aside, letting you pass. He wasn't about to let you miss out on your first meal.

Your eyes were fixed on the man before you, like a predator staring down it's prey, waiting for the right moment to pounce.

"I'll help you." You lied, your voice sounding menacing.

"Oh, thank you I-" He peered up at you and saw what you had become and let out a blood curdling scream. "Nonnnoo! Please!" He cried, cowering away, but you didn't hear him. You were focused on one thing. You grabbed him by his collar and lifted him off the ground making him eye-level with you. You hesitated for a moment. You knew you shouldnt. That this was bad, but he did try to kill you and your love after all. He deserved it. Your mouth was practically watering as the sound of his pulse pounded against your eardrums. Dracula stood behind you and whispered in your ear, "Do it." Before the man could utter another plea for mercy, you sunk your fangs deep into his neck. His blood dripped down your lips and chin as you sucked every last drop from his body. Dracula wanted you now more than ever. You moaned and threw your head back enjoying the taste of blood as it ran down your throat. Once you were finished, you tossed the corpse back into the rubble he crawled out of.

"How do you feel now?" Dracula asked, eyeing you lustfully. You grinned at him. "Much better, darling." You answered in a husky voice, running your finger under his chin. Unable to resist you a moment longer, he twirled you around and pressed you flush against him. Leaning down he licked some of the blood from your lips, then he roughly pressed his mouth on yours. He could still taste the blood as he slipped his tongue inside. It drove him mad. You couldn't help but let out a moan when he suddenly nipped your bottom lip as he pulled away. You both stared longingly into each other's eyes for what felt like an eternity.

You went to kiss him again, but were interupted when Henry and Van Helsing returned.

"Y/N! What have you done?!" He exclaimed noticing the fresh blood around your lips, running towards you. He looked down at the man's lifeless body, a horrified expression on his face. "You killed him..."

"What of it?" Dracula sneered.

"Don't you understand? She killed an innocent man!" He yelled.

"He wasn't so innocent when he tried to kill us." You quickly pointed out.

"Y/N, why? I thought you were better than this." 

"I guess I'm not who you thought I was." You said coldly. Van Helsing felt his heart break again at how much you changed. He wanted to take you far away from here, far away from Dracula. To try to find a way to get his Y/N back. He'd rather you be dead than live out eternity like this...Van Helsing sighed. He had no other choice. He had to kill you and Dracula before it was too late.

"I guess not." He agreed. "There's nothing more I can do if this is the life you've chosen. I'm leaving for London tomorrow." Dracula eyed him suspiciously. Was he really willing to just leave you alone? To just ignore the fact that you might kill again. Did he really care for you that much?

"Will I ever see you again?" You asked, still wishing to remain friends. Even though his ancestor had murdered you in your past life you didn't hold it against Lawrence. He was different.

"No, I don't think so." He replied, looking away.

"I'm sorry to hear that." You said sadly, but you understood.

"I am as well." Van Helsing said. You pulled away from Dracula and went over to your friend, pulling him into a hug. Why did you have to do that? He thought. It only made things more difficult for him. He knew the real you was still in there somewhere, but the vampire took her place leaving a shell of what you once were. You placed a quick peck on his cheek and backed away.

"Goodbye, Y/N." He said, knowing that this was the last time he was going to see you alive, knowing that when the sun came up it was up to him to end your damned existence. He turned and left without another word.

Dracula felt your distress and wrapped you in his arms in a comforting embrace. It was getting close to dawn now. He needed to find you a coffin before daylight broke. So, after he knew you were alright he left with Henry to the local cemetery to find you a coffin.

You wandered the castle ruins thinking about Lawrence. He had been your only friend in the world till now. No one else had stopped to give you a second thought, but he did. He was there for you when no one else was. At one point before you came to Transylvania, you thought you loved him, but he was too involved in his work. His work was his ultimate passion, and you knew you couldn't compete, so you never did. You sometimes wondered what it would be like if you had chosen a life with Van Helsing. Would you be a silly little domestic couple with a house and kids? It was an amusing thought, but neither of you were the type.

Finally, Dracula and Henry returned a little while later carrying a coffin. It wasnt anything fancy, but it would do. Perhaps later, you could get a better one. Sunlight started peeking in through the windows as they hurriedly carried it into the dungeons, placing your coffin beside Dracula's.

"Too bad they don't make couple's coffins." You joked.

"Maybe we could have one made." He teased, kissing your neck where he had bitten you, making you shudder. "I love you." You said softly running your fingers through his hair.

"I love you too." It was so pleasant to hear him utter those words. You wanted to hear him say it again and again.

"Sleep well, darling." You said with a yawn, as you lay down suddenly feeling tired. You took one last look at him before shutting the lid. This wasn't an ideal lifestyle, but you loved him and that's all that mattered.

The sun rose into the sky and the birds began to sing their morning song. It would have been a beautiful day if it not had been for the task that Van Helsing had set out to do. He crept back inside the castle, bag in hand, being careful not wanting to draw attention to himself. He stood in the doorway to the dungeons, contemplating his next move. His chest was heavy as the thought about driving a stake into your heart. But he had to do it. He slowly opened the door and walked inside, and down the flight of stairs to the room where Dracula's coffin had been earlier. Now he noticed, that there were two coffins lying side by side, one belonging to you.

He reached inside his bag and pulled out a hammer and a couple of stakes. Van Helsing strode over to your coffin and pulled open the lid. Inside, you lay looking peaceful and content, a small smile on your face. If only it didn't have to be this way...

He pressed the stake between your breasts and raised the hammer high into the air, ready to strike. But he couldn't. The longer he stared down into your beautiful face, the harder it became to do it. He closed his eyes. Maybe if he didn't look at you...But he just couldnt. Why was this so difficult?

Suddenly, a voice shouted out behind him startling him. "Hey! What are you doing?!" Henry shouted, running at him, tackling him to the ground.

"Stop!" Lawrence yelled, shoving Henry off of him. Not listening, Henry raised his fist and slammed it into the side of Van Helsing's face, quickly tearing the stake and hammer out of his grasp.

He shook his head, feeling dazed for a moment.

"How could you do that?! I thought you wanted her alive?!" Henry asked throwing away his weapons across the room.

"I did, but after seeing what she has become I couldnt let her live like that...but I can't do it. I can't release her from this curse....It's all my fault." Van Helsing sobbed, his head throbbing. This is why he never let anyone get close to him in the first place. He had only himself to blame for this. There had to be another way and he was going to find it by any means necessary.

#not my best work #pretty satisfied with it tho #i think this might have more parts than i planned #hope you guys like it! #dracula x reader #van helsing x reader #hammer dracula #x reader #reader inserts #christopher lee

[lovelytarou]

comfort

pairing: bakugo katsuki x f!reader x bokuto koutaro

genre: fluff, a bit of angst(?)

tags: vv self-indulgent fic, mentions of being stressed, hurt/comfort (?), slight body worship, cross-over, tooth-rotting fluff, poly!relationship

a/n: was feeling emo in a while and i so badly wanted my comfort characters to, well, comfort me so here ya go :))

the movie was becoming boring as the seconds pass. the apartment was unusually silent, save for the constant mumbling from the black-and-white haired male pacing back and forth from the kitchen to the livingroom. the sound alone making bakugo restless as he released an exasperated sigh from his parted lips.

“would you quit it? you're making me stressed, too!” bakugo scolded the other male. the latter deflated like a balloon, his hair flopping down along with his expression.

“i'm just so worried about them! they haven't come out since morning and i miss them,” bokuto whined, staring longingly at the closed door of your shared bedroom. it has been hours since you told them that you needed time for yourself, with exams done and out of the way, a new semester looms itself over you, crushing you with its pressure. a promise of series of stresses about to greet you yet again.

they understand you needed to pass and have to work hard for a better future, but they also wanted you to take care of yourself and not neglect your needs. aside from that, it's been a while since the three of you get to spend time with each other.

“they said not to bother them. if you're worried that much then go and check on them,” bakugo scoffed, eyes turning back to the television. he's fooling nobody as he stared blankly at the screen, mind moving a mile a minute as he, too, thought about you. his brain conjuring up worried thoughts and scenarios that isn't good at all.

“eh? no, you come with me!” before bakugo could protest, he was hauled by bokuto's beefy arms as he was dragged in front of your bedroom door. he could only click his tongue in annoyance at the male, as he glanced at the wood separating you from the two of them. you're so close yet so far away.

he let a minute pass, then another, before deciding that ‘fuck it’ and knocked.

there was no response. bokuto stood beside him, anxiety written all over his expressive face as he fiddled with his own thick fingers. their eyes met when you didn't respond to another knock.

“we're coming in!” bakugo announced, twisting the knob before peeking both their heads inside the door.

their breaths hitched when they found you slumped over your desk, head buried in your arms as sobs wracked your body. the sight alone made their heart clench in pain. how could they not notice you hurting like this?

pushing the door wider, they let themselves inside your shared bedroom, feet padding softly towards your slouched form. unbeknownst to you, bokuto and bakugo crouched down on either side of you.

bakugo moved the curtain of hair that's covering your face from them, “hey, princess. why are you crying? did somebody hurt you? was it bokuto?” he glared at the other male who gasped in disbelief at him. of course, he knew bokuto wouldn't hurt you, ever, but he hoped that teasing him would at least bring you out of your sadness and supply them even the tiniest of smiles, anything.

instead, you sniffled in reply. your head finally coming out of your arms that shielded you from the world, but not from the two of them.

“no, it's not kou. sorry...i was just stressed and i guess it all piled down on me,” you said in between sobs, head dipped down to avoid their piercing gazes. if you stared at them any longer, you know you'd break down in tears once again for fear of letting them down and not even being a good girlfriend.

“hey,” bokuto called you on your right, “you know we're here for you, right, pretty girl?” he held your hand, his thumb rubbing comforting circles on the back of it knowing how much it helps calming you down.

you nodded yes at his question, squeezing his hand tighter. bokuto offered you one of his big smiles that never fails to warm your heart. just seeing him smile is enough to calm you some.

“do you think you can take a break, baby? you haven't eaten since you went in here,” your attention was brought back to bakugo as he caressed your face, wiping away any stray tears that escaped your eyes.

“i can cook your favorite for you?” he offered, one of his rare gentle smiles gracing you.

still hiccuping, you nodded in response, a watery smile making its way on your face, “yeah...i'd like that,” you mumbled.

“there she is, there's our pretty girl and her beautiful smile!” bokuto cooed, chuckling at the sight of your smile. your face erupted in a blush upon his comment, making you hide your face on bakugo's palm still caressing your cheek.

“alright, owl face, carry her to the kitchen.” bakugo ordered bokuto which the latter made a face to but nonetheless accepted it, he does love you in his arms, anyway. plus, he can show off his strength to you this way.

“let's go, princess. hold onto me like this.” bokuto carefully lifted you from your chair and into his strong arms, carrying you bridal style.

“i can walk perfectly fine, guys.” you stated, but not denying being carried, nevertheless. your face flushed even more at the thought of bokuto carrying you like this and holding onto his strong body.

the man in question smirked and chuckled at your reaction, revelling in it as he expected what would exactly happen the moment you're wrapped in his arms like this.

“we know, pretty girl.” bokuto kissed your temple, smiling down at you as he carried you out of the room.

“but how can you know you're really our princess if we don't treat you like one?” bakugo added, walking behind you two as he closed the bedroom door, a proud smirk on his face.

you swear you didn't know your face could get any more hotter than it is already. he knows just how affected you are with their pet names and he enjoys it.

“shut up,” you weakly retorted, hiding your face on the crook of bokuto's neck.

he had set you down on a chair, bakugo instantly went to work as bokuto get out the plates, cups, and utensils you all will be using to eat. they took real care of you once dinner was served, bokuto even going as far as feeding you but you refused and saying that you can eat just fine. afterwards, you volunteered to wash the dishes and cleanup like you usually do but they stopped you and did it by themselves instead.

“go wait in the room for us, princess. we'll take care of this, okay?” bakugo asked, winking at you.

“oh...okay,” you walked to the room this time and waited patiently for the two of them like they asked. after a few moment, they entered, each sporting a fond smile on their faces once their eyes landed on you.

“good girl, i thought you fell asleep waiting on us.” bakugo chuckled, moving toward you and leaning over to give you a kiss. closing your eyes as you leaned more into the kiss, you relished in the affection he is giving you – moaning against his plump lips. before it can escalate any further though, bakugo pulled away with a cheeky grin, pecking the corner of your lips one last time.

“i'll go prepare a bath for us, bo will help you with your clothes.” he muttered, voice rumbling low and he turned on his heels as he made his way towards the bathroom.

bokuto replaced him seconds later, a wide grin on his face as he sat in front of you. before you can speak, he engulfed you in a tight hug, humming all the while as he buried his face in your neck.

“mmm, i missed you a lot, baby.” he placed a kiss on your skin there, big hands caressing your back up and down in soothing motions.

you were taken aback by the crack in his voice and the wet feeling on your shoulder. shouldn't you be the one crying?

“i missed you a lot too, kou. i'm sorry i haven't been spending time with you and katsuki, i was just so busy with a lot of stuff lately.” leaning your head on top of his, your hands wandered toward his hair, scratching it just how he likes it.

bokuto pulled away from you even though the way you played with his hair was too satisfying and he missed that a lot too.

“i wish you weren't overworking yourself like that. it makes me sad seeing you cry and get stressed.” he frowned, a cute pout forming on his lips. he's simply too adorable and his thoughtfulness is one of the things you love about him.

“next time, tell us when you're having trouble with anything, okay? we don't want you to shoulder all your problems by yourself. we're both strong enough to help you with it!” you chuckled at his determined face, but the thought wasn't lost to you and you're thankful for that.

“i know, kou. i'm sorry i didn't tell you guys, i promise i'll ask for both of your help the next time.” you wiped away his tears before wrapping your arms around him. bokuto somehow felt relieved by those words alone and he's hanging onto them. he realized it felt even better if it was him who's encased in your arms.

“i love you, y/n.” he mumbled, placing a kiss at the top of your head.

“i love you, too, kou.”

“now let's get you out of these clothes and have a bath!”

bokuto helped you strip your clothes and his before carrying you into the bathroom. there, you find bakugo beside the tub that is now almost full. he turned off the tap the moment he saw you two enter.

bokuto placed you inside the foamy and bubbly tub, before disappearing to get your toiletries. bakugo, on the other hand, stepped in the tub with you and sat behind you - telling you to make room for him.

the latter returned with your stuff and he, too, entered the tub and sat in front of you. he beamed at you as he grabbed a scrub before dipping it in the tub while bakugo grabbed the shampoo bottle. he helped take off your hair tie keeping your hair up and wetted it with water. he then squirted shampoo on his palm and began massaging it on your head.

you sighed at the treatment you're receiving, head leaning back on bakugo's shoulder as you closed your eyes. bokuto's eyes met bakugo's as he scrubbed your legs gently, the both of them smiling at you.

“feeling good, princess?” you felt more than you heard bakugo's words as your back was pressed on his chest.

“mhm, feels amazing.” you breathed out, a smile etched on your lips as you felt like you were in heaven.

they both chuckled at that and continued bathing you before doing the same thing to themselves. the three of you were wrapped in a comfortable silence with only the sound of the sloshing water, the even breathing and the beating of your hearts accompanying the peace.

when it's time to rinse, bakugo rubbed and caressed your shoulders, upper arms and hands. he peppered them with kisses and repeated mantra of ‘i love you’s with every spot of his skin that his lips touched. bokuto kept reciting the things he loves about you as he rinsed your lower half and you swear you were drowning by the amount of love and the feeling of being whole these two are giving you selflessly, but you welcomed it.

after drying yourselves, bakugo was the one who carried you back into the room and helped you dress. bokuto dried your hair for you and combed it gently, being careful of the strands and tangles on the way as to not hurt you.

“do you need anything before going to bed?” bokuto had asked after putting away the comb, brushing your hair to the side as he placed his chin on your shoulder.

“nope, just you two.”

bokuto pecked your cheek and helped tuck yourselves in bed. bakugo slotted himself on the other side of you, an arm wrapping around your waist as he pulled you closer and laid your head on top of his chest. bokuto followed suit, happily wrapping his own arm and leg on the two of you, making bakugo grunt because of the weight.

the three of you showered each other in whispered words of love that night. and before you felt your eyelids drop, you could only make out what they said before you succumbed to your slumber.

“we're always here for you when you need us.”

#i actually love this holy shit 🤧💕 #pls i just wanna be smothered with love by these two (｡•́︿•̀｡) #tarou writes 🌹 #💫. bakugo katsuki #💫. bokuto koutaro #hq #haikyuu!! #bakugo x reader x bokuto #bakugo katsuki x reader #bokuto koutaro x reader #hq fanfic #hq imagine #hq one shot #hq fluff #hq angst #bnha #mha #bnha imagine #bnha oneshots #bnha fluff #bnha fanfic

[ashyblondwaves]

Well, I had a prompt in my inbox for number 6 on the smutty one liners list but I accidentally deleted it somehow. Anyway, here's that filled prompt for you, Anon! Sorry I deleted your ask. Also, I am so sorry it took me so long to fill another prompt. Depression got me good and I spent a lot of time just not doing anything. But I'm back now!

Title: Reconcile

Sentence: "My tongue still remembers the way you taste."

Summary: Civilian!Wanda, Superhero!Vision after a whirlwind romance, Vision disappears only to turn up six months later. Wanda confronts him, demanding to know why he left and as they say, one thing leads to another.

Rating: Explicit

He sat alone at the bar, his true self hidden behind a tuft of blond hair and human features that nobody would ever question while he nursed a beer that he'd never drink. He casually picked at the label with his head down as though he were hiding from something.

Wanda noticed him right away. It was almost as if she could feel him there.

It'd been six months since he disappeared. Up and left without so much as a note to explain why. It was the last thing she would've expected from him. Until then he was so attentive, so giving. They spent months together. He told her his secret. And then he was gone.

Wanda sat in a booth across from Natasha, nervously twirling her pinky ring.

"Should I go say something?" she asked, taking a swig of her beer.

"You should go say something," Natasha answered with a nod. "Want me to come with you?"

"No, I'll handle it," Wanda said. She scooted out of the booth, head held high and walked over to the bar where Vision sat.

"Funny seeing you here," Wanda said. She didn't yell, but she said it loud enough to be heard over the music that was playing. It was then that she noticed Tony Stark standing in front of the jukebox picking out music.

Vision's back stiffened at the sound of her voice, his shoulders curling up tightly. Slowly, he turned around to look at Wanda, eyebrows raised in surprise.

"Wanda," he said, almost longingly.

"What? Did Stark break up with Pepper again?" Wanda seethed, stepping right up to Vision's face. "You're here to be his wingman while he picks someone up for the night?"

Vision didn't meet her eyes, which told her all she needed to know.

"Wanda," Vision started, reaching out for her arm. Wanda jerked it away, refusing to let him touch her. "I can explain."

"Then you'd better start explaining," Wanda warned, getting loud.

"I will!" Vision yelled back. "If you give me a chance to!"

Tony was there in an instant, stepping between the two former lovers.

"Hey!" he warned, pointing out that everyone was looking at them. "Take it outside, you're making a scene."

Wanda stormed away first, making her way to the back exit of the bar. She flung the door open angrily and stepped out into the cold night air. Vision wasn't far behind, catching the door before it came to a violent close in his face.

"Wanda!" Vision yelled, making his way to the corner where Wanda was hidden. "I left to protect you. If anyone knew about you, you'd be in danger."

"I am capable of protecting myself!" Wanda retorted, a blast of cold wind cutting through her body. She brought her arms around to hug herself. "I don't need you to decide what I need protection from. I don't care what you do for a living. You're the world's superhero. Not mine."

Vision's eyes strayed from Wanda, the hurt in Wanda's words was evident in his reaction. He shifted his weight from one leg to the other and recovered.

"I couldn't bear the idea of losing you," he started.

"Well you did anyway!" Wanda snapped back. "So what was the point?"

Vision sighed and scrubbed his hand down his face. "I knew you were protected, even if it meant we couldn't be together."

"Well, need I remind you again that I don't need protection?" Wanda said, hugging herself tighter. "You should know that."

Vision noticed Wanda shivering against the cold air. He shrugged out of his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders before he continued.

"I was wrong, okay?" Vision pleaded. "Just... let me make it up to you." He took a step closer, reaching out a hand to touch Wanda's coat covered shoulder. "Will you let me try?"

Wanda's jaw tightened. She wanted to deny him. Tell him to leave her alone. But she couldn't. She'd never be able to.

"What did you have in mind?" She finally asked, taking a step closer.

Vision was quick to close the space between them and meet Wanda's lips and Wanda knew immediately that she was a goner. Any semblance of the seething anger disappeared. Feeling his lips against hers again just felt... right. She deepened the kiss, opening her mouth to allow Vision's tongue in briefly before he pulled away.

"Come by my place tonight," Wanda said breathlessly. "Make it up to me there."

Vision nodded and before he could say anything, Wanda was handing his jacket back to him and disappeared inside to finish her night out.

Back in the bar, Natasha was eager to ask Wanda what happened, but Wanda kept quiet, just telling her friend that she took care of it before slipping back into the booth and picking her beer up to finish it.

She tried to stay in the moment with Natasha. Shooting the shit and enjoying a girl's night out, but her eyes kept wandering to Vision at the bar. Sitting with the same beer he'd started with as Tony prattled on about something. The quicker she could end the night out, the better. She had to get ready for Vision's visit.

****

It was just after one thirty when Wanda's doorbell rang. She cinched the tie on her silk robe tight around her waist and quickly walked to the door, pulling it open to see Vision standing there with his hands in his pockets.

His eyes raked over her body, following her as she stepped aside to let him in. "You wore my favorite?"

Wanda smiled at him, pulling the collar of the robe aside to show the thin strap of her lingerie underneath. "And you smell like a bar..."

"I apologize," Vision started, cupping Wanda's jaw in his hands. "I came straight here and-"

"Shh," Wanda interrupted, pressing a finger to Vision's lips. "Just kiss me, already."

Vision was happy to oblige, leaning forward and pressing his lips to Wanda's hungrily as Wanda's hands came up to grab handfuls of Vision's shirt. She pulled him in the direction of the bedroom, only stopping when they'd reached the door.

"I want you as yourself," Wanda muttered breathlessly. "Not in this disguise."

With a nod, Vision's body glowed yellow and his disguise phased away, making way for the red and silver hues of skin and vibranium that Wanda was used to.

Their lips met again, hastily and ardently as Wanda's hands began to work on the buttons at the front of Vision's shirt. She pushed the fabric down his shoulders and ran her hands across the wide expanse of his chest.

Vision returned the favor, working dutifully on the knotted robe Wanda wore. Finally, as he broke the kiss, he undid the knot and opened the robe to reveal Vision's favorite piece of clothing in Wanda's wardrobe: her silk cami. It was simple. Blue with white lace trim, but it accented every curve of Wanda's body so perfectly, Vision had a hard time keeping his eyes off of her.

"You're stunning," Vision murmured. He brought his hands around to Wanda's ass, gently kneading the round cheeks in his palms as he guided her toward the bed.

Wanda didn't have to be told twice. She broke away, practically jumping into the middle of her bed. She settled between her pillows, hiking a leg up just enough to give Vision a peek.

Vision crawled into the bed, pants still on and positioned himself at Wanda's feet. He started there, peppering kisses on the tops of her feet and up her ankle and calf. He worked diligently, making sure not to miss an inch of Wanda's skin on his way up her leg, stopping only to change positions when he reached her thigh. He moved between her legs, lying flat on his stomach and began to kiss her inner thighs, giving them both equal attention.

As he inched closer to her core, Wanda couldn't help but squirm. She was so eager to feel his mouth on her again after months of being without it.

"My tongue still remembers the way you taste," Vision whispered, eliciting a moan from Wanda. His lips tickled her thigh with each word he uttered as he made his way to her pussy.

He started with his fingers, gently massaging between Wanda's wet folds to find her clit and following it up with the tip of his tongue. He swirled it around the swollen nerve, listening for her moans to let him know to continue.

The second time around he used his whole tongue, going back and forth from lapping at Wanda's wetness and teasing her clit and finally on the third time around he brought his fingers back into the mix. He gently inserted two into Wanda's pussy and slowly pumped them in and out as his mouth continued to work on her clit.

"Don't stop," Wanda moaned, setting her hands on either side of Vision's head to ensure he wouldn't move away. He continued his movements unyieldingly until he felt Wanda's legs begin to shake and she was unraveling underneath him.

Vision settled his head on Wanda's thigh and looked up at her, smiling proudly.

"Don't think that gets you out of the doghouse," Wanda warned, running her hand down the back of Vision's head. "I'm still upset with you."

"Good thing I'm not done yet," Vision replied. He rose to his knees, unbuckling his belt as Wanda looked on in anticipation. To her delight he worked swiftly and quietly, undoing his button and pulling the zipper of his pants down and soon, the pants came down, his cock springing free as he sighed in relief.

While Vision took the rest of his clothes off, Wanda rolled over to her bedside table and grabbed a condom, unwrapping the foil and getting it ready for Vision.

"May I?" She asked, condom in hand.

"It would be my pleasure," Vision smiled, crawling up Wanda's body slowly, teasingly until she could reach him.

She positioned the condom at the tip of Vision's cock and rolled it down his length just as slowly and teasingly as he crawled up her body, adding in a few pumps of her hand on his shaft for greater impact.

With the condom on, they were ready to continue and Vision was eager to resume.

"I can't wait to feel you again," Vision muttered, positioning his cock at Wanda's entrance. With nimble movements, he pushed into her completely, filling her with his girth. They moaned in tandem, both in relief and pleasure.

Vision began to move, snapping his hips in small thrusts to get the feel of being buried in Wanda's pussy again after so many months of only being able to dream about it. Soon, his movements became more fluid, pulling out almost completely and then rapidly pushing himself back in, their skin slapping with the friction of their bodies meeting and the weight of Vision's hips pressing against Wanda's clit with each thrust bringing her closer and closer to another orgasm.

Vision pushed the silk cami he loved so much up, exposing Wanda's breasts. He bent down and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking on the bud and teasing it with his tongue.

Wanda wrapped her legs around Vision's waist, coaxing him deeper inside of her as her body began to shake again and her walls were closing around Vision's cock as her orgasm rushed through her body.

"Cum for me, Vision," Wanda said encouragingly, wrapping her legs even tighter around Vision's hips. His thrusts soon became shorter and his body was frozen as his own orgasm flooded his systems, overwhelming all processing as he pumped into the condom and moaned Wanda's name with each ripple of climax that overtook his body.

Vision pulled his now soft cock out and tied off the condom, pitching it into the garbage can next to Wanda's bed and crawled up to Wanda, wrapping her in his arms. Sleep overtook them both quickly, not another word spoken.

They woke with the sun the next morning, naked bodies wrapped around each other, a burning ache for more nagging at them both.

Wanda pressed her ass back against Vision's hard cock, reveling in the way it slipped between her cheeks each time she ground back.

"I don't have any protection," Vision said, reaching around to play with Wanda's hard nipple as their hips worked together below.

"That's fine," Wanda said lazily. "Just pull out, okay?"

Vision nodded, reaching his free hand down to guide his cock to Wanda's pussy. He slid in easily, her wetness evident immediately.

"I'm sorry I left you like that," Vision said, thrusting slowly. "I just wanted to protect you. Forgive me?"

"Yes," Wanda muttered, a moan slipping from her lips with the words. "But don't ever leave me again."

Vision bit back a moan himself and slammed into her. "Don't worry," he growled. "I'm not going anywhere again."

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