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zuffer-weird-girl · 4 years

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Little prince

You tip toed your way out of the bedroom, like a fucking ninja replacing a pillow on your sleeping Keigo's arms. He stilled a bit with a growl until his frown dissapeared and nuzzled his face on the pillow as you let out a sigh of relief.

You closed the door for good measure and even being away from the captor's arms you made your way towards your achievement. It was just so fucking close! And you had to be the most quiet as ever to not wake up Hawks or else is game over for you.

You didn't even wanted to try to imagine what he would do to you when he discovered this...

Luckily you just had to get down stars of his huge as fuck apartment and grab it and get your price for once! All of it without that man knowing.

You opened slowly the door of the freezer and grabbed the package and cheered happily at achieving your goal.

"Chicken nuggets are mine this time son of a bitch!" You whispered in glee before getting a bit of them out of the package to put on the stove.

You loved Keigo, really, you did. But there were times were you had to ran away from him to eat AT PEACE. The only things he didn't even dared to come close by were HEALTHY things. Asides that? Meat chicken, take out you name it, he is stealing a bit or just giving you the look before smirking in victory and opening his mouth for you to feed him.

Seriously, you two fought like kids once over the last cookie and your neighbors came banging at your door since it was like... 3 a.m.

You didn't blamed the old lady and her husband whose just wanted to sleep and had to atture a playfully loud fight of you and your boyfriend.

Before you could turn it on the stove, you made sure to open the windows for the smell of nuggets didn't infest the entire house and wake up that birdbrain.

You read the package to confirm the minutes and waited anxiously for the nuggets to get ready. On your stealthy mission you forgot to grab your cellphone to distract yourself so the only thing you could was watch the oven prepare your snack... like a damn child or pet.

What level you succumbed to?

Before it could make the sound "ding!", you turned it off and with gloves you grabbed the snack an poured some on a plate as you smiled.

"Finally some peace while-" before you could complete your sentence you froze while looking at the corner of your eye towards the door opening sound came from.

A single red feather came out... shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit-!

You tried to snatch the plate at least to get some nuggets, screw the fact they were burning hot (Y/n) does not give shit aparently , and tried to take at least one bite before a bunch of them grabbed the back of your shirt.

"TAKAMI KEIGO YOU JERK I TBOUGHT YOU WERE SLEEPING!" You shouted and gasped in offense at hearing his laughter coming closer.

He was on the top of the stairs with only white boxers on. The piece of shit didn't even needed to try it to look good, the man was already a masterpiece! With his broad and muscular chest and arms and messy blond looks pointed at all directions possible as golden eyes bored into yours.

"Good afternoon to you too." He chuckled as you showed him the middle finger when his feathers lifted you up and brought you and the damn plate closer to him.

One arm circling your waist, bringing you close to his chest as his other hand grabbed one golden greddy nugget and eat it. The audacity of this bastard-!

"Crunchy." Your eyes twitched and he could only give you a peck before storming back to his room where you followed him, in pure rage.

"WHY YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO STEAL MY FOOD YOU ASSHOLE?!" You cried while jumping on him, legs wrapped around his waist as you slapped his arms and chest, getting even some fucking feathers on your mouth as the owner of them laughed and tried to mantain on his feet, wings flapping and hitting your face on the making.

"In my defense it taste better when it comes from you the food-!" He managed to say between laughter as you almost screamed when he dropped on the bed...

Before you knew it you two were pkayfighting rest for only God knows how long... Your face was red from both betrayal and laughter as you tried to defend your self the best.

Keigo pinned you down and started to tickle you on your weakest spot, even going as far as rubbing his stubble on your neck causing you to shriek in laughter.

"Keigo get off!" You said between laughter as he made a thinking expression before returning to tickle you merciless.

"Nah." He chuckled at your yelped and shrieks.

It was all fun until you accidentaly kneeled his manhood. The worst part to injure a man (Y/n), shame on you. Shame.

"Fuck-!" He hissed and gulped down breath as you immediately stop laughing, your poor boyfriend was a bit hunched over at your side as he fell as you started to panick.

"Oh my gosh Keigo angel I'm so so sorry-!" You whimpered and started to kiss all of his face and rubbed his arms.

"Damn woman if I knew you could hurt me like that I would get you a job on my agency." He tried to laugh it off but let out a hiss of pain quickly after on the pillow "Ow.. fuck.."

"No no no no-! Sowyyy" you kissed his lips plently of times, and to his deception you didn't continued kissing his lips.. but to his happiness you started to kiss down his neck and gently prying his hand away from his personal area.

"Sorry~" you almost singed whined while carresing his crotch between his boxers, trying to not jump on his bones when you felt his soft member starting to get hard "Sorry little prince, sorry!!" you kissed the area and started to gently carres it before you felt golden eyes looking down at you.

"Did you seriously called my dick 'little prince'?" He had the most funniest expression you ever saw "No, for real? Little prince?"

You giggled, the vibrations on his member making him blush and groan a bit.

"Not a good name? Prefered kraken?"

"Don't give my cock nicknames dove I beg you." He let out a chuckle on the end as you scotted over, giggling to have your head on his chest, still carresing where you kneeled him accidentaly before he started to kiss you...

It was just a innocent thing before he got on top of you and started to kiss you fervently and slowly roll his hips against yours. You parted with a gasp before looking up at him.

"Already recovered? Horny bird?" You bited on your bottom lip when you felt his hands wondering on your pajama's shorts and trying to get them off.

"Yeah. I will show you the little prince here." You laughed before being mumbled by his lips and chuckles pushing you back to the bed as his wings fluttered in exciment.

(A/n): No Hawks were hurted on this writing. And the chicken nuggets will be cold after this, better heat up.

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gyllenhaalstories · 4 years

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time to dance

summary: you meet with a stranger at a bar. you try to initiate the conversation, hoping to meet an antisocial friend to bond with, but what you hear back is far from what you expected. you work your way out, with only sarcasm and your lack of will to live as weapons to defend yourself. but again, things take a strange turn.

warnings: mentions of alcohol, smoking, violence, murder, dark stuff, smut.

word count: 1482.

notes: guys... this is dark. i’ve been watching cameras following jake around during a normal day and i also stumbled upon this amazing gifset and... i had to. i’m so sorry this is terrible, i have not proof-read anything and i hope you’ll like it!

READ PART TWO HERE!

“Let me guess… Your friends forced you to come here too?” You spoke loudly and chugged a sip of your drink as you looked towards the man standing next to your seat.

He had removed his jacket and started to bang his fist against the wall, following the beat of the song, you noticed. He did not even flinch when you spoke and, instead, he kept staring in front of him.

“Alright, alright. I’ll leave you to your loneliness.” You roll your eyes and pull your phone out of your purse. The red flashing lights of the club lit his face up for a second and you managed to catch a glimpse of his expression. He looked… Unwell. Threatening.

“Don’t have shit to say to you.”

“Yeah, I got that.” Your attention drifted back to your phone, but you could not help but notice he was no longer staring ahead of him.

He was looking at you, straight into your eyes. His pupils were wide, jet black. His face was tensed and his fingers were still moving to the beat of the song, but this time on the table. The motion caused small waves in your half-empty drink. “What? Wanna chat now?”

“No.” It was all he responded.

“Jesus, chill. You look like you want to murder somebody.” You joked, your laugh was covered by the loud electronic music and the sound of people screaming and being noisy.

His head tilted to the side and his glare did not lose its intensity. Usually, his victims were clueless. They saw nothing coming until it hit them. Until the fear chased them.

“If that’s what you’re up to, be my guest. You’d do me a great favor.” You chugged the rest of your drink and made the glass cling against the table.

Your statement took him by surprise, and he backed away a bit. He stopped reacting to the rhythm. “What did you just say?”

You rolled your eyes and repeated yourself. “I’d want nothing more than to die right now. I got debts, I just lost my job and my boyfriend. I kicked his ass out this morning. And my life is the fucking worst. Keep staring at me with guns in your eyes and you might just solve my problems.”

Jake decided to pull on the chair and sit by your table. You piqued his interest, that was for sure. Your words resonated in the back of his mind, it was almost like you stole the words out of his mouth. “Keep going.”

You squint your eyes at him. One would be stupid to spit on this free therapy session. “That bastard, my ex, he was my boss. I worked at his shitty start-up. I built everything for him, worked day and night for him. I gave him all the money he needed, emptied my bank account for him. I was giving him the whole fucking world. And do you know what I got in return?” Jake shook his head, allowing you to continue. “Sweet fuckin’ nothing. I caught him cheating with my best friend. In my apartment. On my bed.”

“That must be horrible.”

“So killer-eyes is capable of empathy? That’s the greatest news I’ve heard all day.” You chuckled again.

He did not become more tensed, this time. On the opposite, his shoulders relaxed a little bit and his glare lost its darkness. You spent the next song, which played surprisingly even louder than the previous one, staring into each other’s eyes. His hand moved under the table and crept to brush over your knee.

You frowned, curious. If that was his technique to get into somebody’s pants… It was most certainly working.

“Follow me.” He commanded.

You did not even flinch. “What, you’re gonna finally kill me now? It’s about time. I was thinking this thriller movie was a getting a lil’ boring.” You could swear you saw him smile when he walked away from your table, his mysterious jacket over his shoulder.

*~*~*

“Please, stop fuckin’ teasing.” You were starting to lose your patience.

He brought you to the bathroom, the one with the incredibly dirty floors and as little space as possible. One of your leg was up, your feet was on the counter to hold yourself up while Jake busied himself in your neck. He was sucking and biting on your skin. His left hand was holding your throat, squeezing it lightly as he kissed his way down to your exposed collarbone. His other hand was between your legs, rubbing your heat over your lace panties.

“What did I just — oh fuck.” You threw your head back against the wall as you felt him pushing his member all the way inside of you.

He groaned when he felt your walls clenching around him. “You good?” He asked, pressing his lips against yours for a rough kiss. You tried your best to nod, giving him a moan as an answer before he started thrusting his hips. He went back to your neck, marking your skin with beautiful bruises. He gave the same attention to the other side, moving his hand down to grope your clothed breast.

“Harder, please.” You said, in a small voice you could not even recognize.

He obeyed and sped up the pace. He was so deep inside of you, with each thrust, that your eyes rolled back. The position was extremely uncomfortable, hanging on the tip of your feet and giving all of your trust to this stranger to not let you fall. He pulled out of you, making you complain about the feeling of emptiness. He turned you around and pressed your stomach down on the counter before he pushed himself back in your entrance.

You felt him pulling on your hair and you arched your back, so you could stare at the reflection of your bodies moving in sync. The noises he made were heavenly, deep and raspy. And your moans echoed against the walls of the tiny bathroom. Luckily, they were still covered by the loud music and the knocking on the door from other people.

Jake let go of your panties, which he was holding away from your folds with his thumb, to spank the skin of your ass. That was one more mark you could add to the count, as he left a crisp and red handprint. “Is this hard enough for you?” He mocked, pounding into your wet pussy.

“I’m so damn close!” You responded and felt another spank. You were so tight around him.

“Come for me, you fucking slut.” He whispered in your ear as he bent down. His massive body was covering your back and his hand left your hair to wrap around your throat. His fingers started closing, so very slowly. He was choking you, and you, you were on cloud nine.

Instants later, he felt you come around him. Your legs were shaking and you were making eye contact on the mirror. The view was enough to bring him to release himself, deep inside of you. He let go of your throat and let you catch your breath.

You were panting for him, legs spread open as his seed was oozing out of your clenching pussy.

He gave it a slap, gentle this time, as he covered your neck with tender kisses.

The sudden kindness in his gesture was totally unexpected. He helped you pull your skirt down and fix your messed up make-up by wiping it off with a wet piece of toilet paper as best as he could. He was hiding all traces of your encounter, except for the mess he left between your legs when he fixed your panties back in their place.

Again, you could swear you noticed a grin on his lips as he grabbed your hand and guided you through the door, than outside of the club.

The two of you were standing outside. The silence grew more and more uncomfortable by the second.

He hid his hands in the pocket of his jacket and you swallowed thickly. He was back to his tensed, terrifying self.

You closed you thighs together. There was something about this man…

“The world is yours. It’s up to you, girl.” He breathed out, lighting up a smoke. “Own the shit out of it.”

You chuckled, quietly. It was your turn to stare ahead of you. The city was calm, almost sleepy. The only sound you could hear was the music from the club and your footsteps on the crunchy snow. The world is yours… That was easier said than done.

“That ex of yours… He’s lucky I don’t know him. He wouldn’t feel so strong.”

“What do you mean?” You took his cigarette from his lips and inhaled it. You gave it back to him as he started to walk away from you.

He smiled. “You know what I mean.”

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farfromtommy · 5 years

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up with the sun // steve rogers x reader

A/N: I really enjoyed writing this. Lots of dialogue in this. I don't know if I really enjoy doing a lot of dialogue but this was a lot of fun to write!! I hope you enjoy it

Requests are open!!!

Summary: y/n meets Steve at a coffee shop

Warnings: fluffy, maybe some angst if you squint

Word Count: 2,379

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You were seated at the outdoor patio of a small coffee shop on the corner of a busy street. You were enjoying a cup of coffee and a pastry, just aimlessly scrolling through your phone trying to pass the time. You frequented this coffee shop, growing tired of your mediocre instant coffee you bought from the supermarket.

The simplicity of your life was something you grew tired of. You had the same routine, nothing ever changed. Nothing exciting ever happened in your life. The boldest thing you did was buy a real houseplant instead of a fake one, and tried not to kill it. The brown crunchy leaves sitting in a beautiful ceramic pot in the corner of your apartment was the evidence of how well that went.

You were almost done with your coffee when a tall figure appeared behind the empty chair in front of you. You looked up from your phone and met sunglasses instead of eyes when you looked at the mysterious man standing in front of you.

“Is this seat taken?” He asked you, his hand placed on the back of it. You looked around the patio, seeing plenty of empty spots around you. You looked back at the man.

For whatever reason, you decided to go along with whatever he was doing and was not going to turn down an opportunity to sit with an unusually attractive man. Instead of speaking, you just gestured to the chair. Wanting to seem as mysterious as him. He smiled slightly and pulled the chair out and sat down.

He took his sunglasses off and placed them on the table in front of him, a black baseball cap still gracing his head. You continued to look at him and your Y/E/C eyes met his piercing blue ones.

He had to have been the most gorgeous man you have ever seen. His broad shoulders and bulging biceps struggling to stay confined into the tight black shirt he had on. The veins running down his forearms made your insides melt.

“My name is Steve.” He extended his hand out to you.

“Y/N.” You put your hand out to meet his and shook it confidently and shot him a small smile. He smiled back at you and leaned back into his chair.

“Are you a local?” He asked you, looking around the patio.

“Of sorts. It’s complicated.” You told him honestly.

It wasn’t actually that complicated. You left home when you were 18, wanting to leave the confinements of your small town behind and never look back. You had lived here for about 3 years taking up odd jobs to pay rent and bills. You were taking night classes when you could and ones online with a local college to try and get some higher education under your belt.

You had finished your associates degree and you were now working towards your bachelors degree. You wanted better for yourself. You left home for that very reason. Your life was going nowhere living at home with your parents and you dropped everything and moved out to a bigger city to try and find what you were so desperately searching for.

“Tell me about it, I’m sure it’s not too complicated” He sent a warm look your way, genuinely wanting to know more about you.

“Well I left home when I was 18 to find a better life for myself and ended up here. ” You told him, shrugging your shoulders.

“How’s that going for you?” He asked.

“Well 3 years later I’m sitting at a coffee shop, with an overpriced coffee and pastry. Scrolling through my emails hoping that my prayers have been answered and I will get what I’m looking for.” You said picking your phone up and waving it in the air. Steve chuckled at your gesture and looked into his lap.

“Well I hope you find what you’re looking for, I’m sure you’ll stumble across it soon.” He said to you, looking right into your eyes.

“Thank you, I hope so too.” You said to him.

“Now tell me about you, enough of my depressing life. What does your life look like?” You asked, taking the last sip of your coffee.

“Well I don’t do much. I’m just trying to get by. I was stuck for a long time and when I was pulled out from that, I was lost. I didn’t know who I was or what the world around me was. I’ve been trying to get back on track ever since and thankfully have people around me to help me through that.” He said truthfully. You looked at him sympathetically and shot him a warm smile.

You two continued conversing about your respective lives for what seemed like hours. It was almost like you had known him your entire life and were talking to your lifelong friend. He told you about his time in the army and the things it did to him.

You let him talk about his fears, giving him a safe space for what he had to say. You told him more about your life back home and how miserable it was growing up. He sympathized with you, knowing what it was like to feel like you didn’t belong and wanting to do more in your life than what other people said was possible.

You were about to ask him if you could see him again after today, wanting to know more about him when a red headed woman came up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her with a shocked expression.

“Hey Steve, I’ve been trying to call you for a few minutes letting you know we were ready to go. Is your phone off?” The red head said to him, not acknowledging your presence. You sunk back into your seat, not realizing how close your were getting to Steve from the other side of the table.

“I’m sorry, I was tied up with my friend Y/N here. We’ve just been sitting here having a lovely conversation.” He gestured to you, a smile spread across his face. You extended a hand out to the red head, trying to be friendly.

“Y/N, nice to meet you. I’m a coworker of Steve’s. I’m Natasha.” She returned the handshake and returned her attention back to Steve. “I think we need to get going. Sam is waiting for us.” She said to him. He nodded his head and Natasha walked away from him and got into a car.

“I’m sorry this got cut short, I was really have a good time.” He said to you apologetically.

“Oh no worries, duty calls. I had a good time, also. Maybe we can do this again some other time?” You said, hoping for a positive response.

A smile beamed across his face. “Yeah, I’d really like that. Meet me here tonight at 8pm? I know some good spots around here.” He said standing up from the chair he had sitting on for so long.

“Sounds like a plan. I’ll see you tonight at 8.” You stood up with him. Your eyes making eye contact once again. He put his sunglasses on, obstructing your view of his perfect blue eyes. But you knew he was still staring into yours.

He walked away with a smile on his face and entered the same car you previously saw Natasha enter. You walked the opposite direction, towards your apartment, a smile still resting upon your lips.

You were slowly walking to the spot where you had the most amazing conversation with the most gorgeous man ever just a few hours prior. The sun had set and the only thing providing light was the street lamps scattered throughout the street.

It was getting to be a bit chilly, you had now wished you brought a heavier jacket. You leaned against the metal fence surrounding the now empty patio of the coffeeshop. Things were starting to close as the night went on. The number of people on the street dwindling down.

You stood there for a few minutes, patiently waiting for Steve to find you and whisk you away on whatever adventure he had planned. You checked your phone and when it flashed 8:15 pm at you, you were worried.

Maybe he wasn’t coming, or he was just running late. You didn’t get a chance to grab his number before he was taken away by the redhead and whoever Sam was.

You continued to stand there, worry and impatience bubbling in your stomach. Everything soon faded when you saw the familiar large build of Steve turning the corner and walking towards you. You straightened your posture and wiped out the invisible wrinkles from your clothes.

“Nice to see you again, Y/N. Sorry I’m late I got caught up in work. I would’ve called but I realized I didn’t grab your number.” He said once you were close enough to hear him.

“No worries. It’s good to see you too.” You smiled at hime.

“Shall we?” He asked, extending his arm out to guide you. You nodded and wrapped your arms together.

It was now 1 am and you and Steve had been sitting on this park bench for about 2 hours, just talking about your lives. The conversations were just so natural to you and you didn’t feel a need to hold anything back. You were so comfortable with him. As the night continued to progress, it had gotten too cold for you to handle just wearing your light cardigan. Steve noticed your shivering and your arms hugging your body in search of warmth and without hesitation, took his jacket off and wrapped around your body. You blushed slightly at the kind gesture from Steve and gladly accepted his act of kindness.

You continued to aimlessly walk around the city with Steve until the sun started to come up. You had never once felt an ounce of sleepiness hit you. You two walked side by side, your arm wrapped around his midsection, and his hand resting on your waist. You had not noticed the sun threatening to spill its light over the buildings around you until you started to see more people start to walk the streets.

“Well I don’t know about you but I’m in desperate need of a coffee and some food.” You said to him, coming up on the familiar coffee shop.

“I am too. Go ahead and take a seat and I’ll grab it for us.” He smiled and pulled out a chair for you, the same chair you had been sitting in the previous day.

The two of you sit in a comfortable silence as you drank your coffee, letting the caffeine work its magic.

“I know we just spent the last 12 hours with each other walking around this city, but when can I see you again?” Steve said to you, setting his coffee down.

“I actually have some things coming up in the next few days that I can’t miss, and I won’t know what things will look like until I do those. So I don’t know.” You said to him, pulling up your calendar on your phone.

“I leave in 2 days to go back home. I live in New York.” He said.

Your eyes shot up at him, realizing now that in the 12 hours you had talked to him, you never once asked where he lived.

“Well the things I happen to be doing the next few days are going to be in the city. I have some job interviews around the city.” You smirked at him.

“That’s great! So you are moving to New York?” He said with hope lacing his voice.

“That’s the plan. Going to take whatever job I’m offered. My lease for my apartment is up at the end of the month. If things in New York work out, I should be there by next month.” You said to him.

“Now I won’t have to drive 4 hours to come see you all the time.” He smiled warmly. His phone started to ring and his smile dropped. He answered it and talked for a few minutes, telling whoever was on the other line that he would be right there.

“I have to go. But since you’ll be in New York the next few days, I’ll see you soon.” He stood up and pushed his chair in.

“I’ll send you a message once I get there, and we can figure it out from there. I’ll see you then.” You stood up with him and stood right in front of him.

He placed a kiss on your lips. You quickly kissed back and brought your hand up to the nape of his neck. You stood there, not being able to pull away. You were brought back to reality when you heard your phone buzz against the metal table and quickly pulled away. A blush gracing your cheeks.

You grabbed your phone and started to walk away from him. Before you were too far from him you looked back and said “See you in New York, Cap.” You smirked at him and continued to walk away. Not even 10 seconds later your phone started to buzz with an incoming phone call. Steve’s name lighting up the top of the screen. You clicked the green button and brought your phone up to your ear.

“Calling me already, Rogers? I just walked away.” You said to him.

“Did you know this whole time? I figured you didn’t since you never brought it up or asked any questions about it.” He said to you, his voice laced with confusion.

“I figured it out. Don’t remember exactly when, but you said something and I started to put the puzzle pieces together. I never brought it up because it doesn’t matter to me. Plus you didn’t say anything so I thought it was something you didn’t want to talk about. I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything like that. I was talking to you, Steve Rogers, not Captain America.” You said to him honestly.

“You are really something else, Y/N Y/L/N. I’ll see you in a few days.” He said to you. You smiled to yourself and ended the call.

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