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serotonins-stuff · 9 months

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𝐉𝐣𝐤 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 °•.•°•.

♥︎Sypnosis: Just a casual day of training with your Jjk boyfriend.

♥︎Featuring: Gojo, nanami, itadori and Megumi

♥︎Warnings: very fluffy and a tiny bit suggestive

"𝙘'𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩?" °•.•°

𝙂𝙤𝙟𝙤

If you can land a punch I'll reward you" he smirked while getting into position, stretching his neck and arms.

You had been trying to land a hit on him for the past 3 hours, failing every single time as he'd end up pinning you underneath him.

"Oh yeah?" You wheezed "And what would that be?"

"You'll find out soon enough, that's if I allow you to lay a finger on me"

You rolled your eyes with a playful scoff "Cocky bastard"

You were about 3 feet away from each other, staring into his eyes intensely while you waited for the countdown.

"3" he stated, watching as your feet shuffled a bit, spreading them out so you would be able to charge.

"2"

"1"

"Go!" With that, you rushed towards him and he just stood still, smiling as if he was mocking you. Yes you were his girlfriend and he loved you dearly, but he wasn't going to go easy on you. One of the reasons was that you needed the raw experience of what it's like in combat. What it is like to battle a curse.

Just as you reached your hand out to grab him, he disappeared into thin air. Swiftly coming up behind you and holding your arms behind your back. His warm body pressed against your back.

"Gotcha" he husked into your ear while to struggled to free yourself. You weren't ready to give up just yet though, you had a plan in mind that your beloved gojo had no clue about

You thought on your feet and did a half backflip, your legs hooking his head in place as you used all your strength to pull him down to the ground. A surprised yelp came from his lips when the roles were now reversed, You somehow managed to straddle him as you sat on his back, his chest flat against the floor.

He let out o huff of amusement from where his face was smooshed on the floor. He purposefully went easy on you and that pissed you off. You pulled your fist back and collided it on his back with exceptional power, earning a little grunt from him.

"I deserve that"

"Why did you go easy on me that round" you asked crossing your arms.

"We've been going at it for 3 hours sweetheart" he sat up and maneuvered you to sit on his lap, rubbing your arms soothingly "I just figured we call it a day and get some rest"

Your face was still visibly upset, lips pouty, and brows furrowed. After all the time you spent on this, he was just going to stop trying and call it a day?

He kissed your pouty lips and unraveled your crossed arms. "You can't stay mad at me"

You looked away.

"C'mon," he peppered kisses along your face and you tried hard to stifle the smile that so desperately wanted to appear.

You finally cracked when the kisses were targeted toward your neck. "Fine we can go home... that's if you give me a massage before bed"

He smiled and planted a kiss on your lips.

"Deal"

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𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙞

"You're behind the oak tree which is 240 degrees to my left," Nanami said blankly, a black blindfold covering his eyes.

He was supposed to be helping you improve your sneaking abilities, and one way you could do that was to try and tackle him while he was blindfolded in a forest.

You weren't going to lie and say it was easy, because so far he's been able to pinpoint your exact location with just his ears.

You changed positions, jumping onto the tree branch directly above him.

"You are currently above-" he stopped, hearing a sound on his left and one in front of him. He knew what you were doing. You were throwing random objects around to try and confuse him.

Now he was alert, standing still so he could catch even the slightest bit of your breathing. A series of rocks fell around him, yet he still couldn't hear where you were.

Nanami knew you were smart, so it would only be fitting to be prepared for anything. You were just that unpredictable.

Just as he thought that you pushed his chest. Sending him a few steps back and he tripped over the wire you had set up behind him. He spun around to stop the fall but another wire had been placed, wrapping around his feet. Leaving him to dangle for the tree branch.

Nanami was officially trapped, and you were the one that trapped him. You couldn't help but smile at your accomplishment.

"Well-" he groaned, taking off the blindfold "This is an unfortunate turn of events"

"Gotcha" you panted from where you stood below him. "You're a pretty tough cookie Kento"

"You flatter me darling"

You seized this moment as an opportunity to catch his lips in yours. Initiating a sweet Spiderman kiss.

You didn't even know how but he somehow managed to break free of the restraints on his legs, breaking from the kiss and landing swiftly on his feet. Clearing his throat as he carried you princess style.

"Nice work today" He kissed your lips once again "Not only did you manage to capture me but you also came up with a master plan which isn't half bad"

"If only it didnt take 3 fricking hours" you groaned into his chest. "Can we go home now please?"

"Of course we can"

°• .° • . °• . °• .

𝙄𝙩𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙞

"You're way too cute yuuji" you giggled, kissing the top of his nose while he lay on the floor. Tangled by the net trap you had set up for him earlier.

You had told him to give it his all but he refused because he was worried he'd hurt you, so instead of fighting back he let you use him to train, allowing himself to be captured and tackled. Which wasn't a problem for him at all, considering his durability.

"Looks like you got me.." he struggled under the net, letting out a sigh of defeat. "again"

"Yuuji are you underestimating me?" You taunted, untying the net to let him out.

He immediately got defensive, flailing his hands frantically "No it's not like that at all I promise!"

"It seems like it to me" you fake pouted, facing your back to him and crossing your arms. "You think I'm weak huh?"

"Baby don't be like that" he called to you but you refused to answer. Not bothering to even listen to what he was saying.

Swiftly he pulled you by the waist from where he sat on the floor and placed you on his lap. His face rested on your shoulder while you struggled in his grasp.

"If you can get yourself free from my cuddles I'll agree to fight back" he mumbled into your neck and closed his eyes.

You smiled to yourself mischievously. Unbeknonks to Yuuji, you had a good idea of how to get yourself free of his grasp.

You stealthily reached your hands towards the sides of his stomach and he thought nothing about it. That was until tickled the spot wildly.

He yelled in surprise and his arms loosened around you. You took that as an opportunity to pin him down and hover above him. His face was one of shock when you were suddenly above him.

You kissed the tip of his nose and giggled.

"Pinned ya"

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𝙈𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙢𝙞

"You're too predictable," Megumi said, swiftly dodging the staff you swung in his direction, and grabbing it. Pulling it towards him till your chest made contact with his.

"You're not helping" you groaned "Can't you like- I dunno give me some specific tips?"

"Well for starters you have to work on being lighter on your feet, your movements are way to predictable and you start off with the same attack, you also aren't utalising the other parts of your body because you put all your focus on the staff"

You huffed out in exhaustion, you would ask him if you could both just go home and cuddle, but you knew very well that your boyfriend was too disciplined to slack off.

"Like this," he said coming up behind you and placing his hands over yours, which had the butterflies in your stomach going wild. He then showed you a better way to start your attacks. It was nothing fancy, just something simple to steer you in the right direction.

He was well aware that you had used up most of your energy for the day, and your movements would most likely be sloppy from now on because of no motivation. He had to find something, anything that would just motivate you for this final 30 minutes.

"If you can get it right I'll give you a kiss"

Your eyes lit up immediately and you straightened up. Looking into his eyes for any hint of dishonesty. A small smile was plastered on his face but you could tell that he was dead serious.

You strengthened the grip on your staff and got into position, determination overcoming you, the reward is the only thing on your mind. Megumi smirked at your sudden change in attitude, realizing that his small stunt had worked.

You charged at him again, this time landing the strike perfectly on the side of his stomach. He didn't feel a thing because the training staff was made from plastic. Yet he couldn't stop the stupid smile from appearing onto his face.

"Did I do it right?" You asked with the cutest face he has ever seen and he nodded causing you to jump around in excitement.

"You saw that right?!" You said to him excitedly "I was like WHOOSH-then I was all like-KAPOW and then I was-"

Megumi cut you off by bringing his lips to yours for a bit before pulling away. This caused you to be a bit flustered as you couldn't utter words anymore,you just stared at him with an expression that made him feel some type of way.

"Im so proud of you" he glowed, caressing your cheek with his hand.

A/n

I am currently overloaded with school work so updates will be kinda slow. Though I will still do my beat to provide you all will quality content.

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lea-russo333 · 3 months

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you're not alone (arsenal x teen reader)

I'm back! very sorry pt2 took so long but thank you for waiting :) there will be a pt3 (wouldn't mind people sending some ideas of how it should go) which will try to get done in the next week or 2. anyways, enjoy!

warnings: eating disorders, illusions to throwing up, angst with some fluff at the end (pls let me know if I've missed anything)

proofread: sort of

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The warm water trickled down your body. You were sat in the shower, eyes staring at the tiled floor. Your fingers had started to grow soft and wrinkly. You don’t know how long you had been in there, lost in your own thoughts about dinner tonight. What would you order, what would you wear, would people judge?

Team dinners were nights you use to enjoy, nights filled with fun and laughter, but that was before everything. Now you just felt uncomfortable and awkward, never knowing what to do with yourself. You hadn't attended a team dinner, or any team bonding's that involved food, for a good while. Always coming up with some excuse as to why you couldn’t attend.

Beth and Viv had insisted that you go to this one though, leaving no room for arguments.

You slowly stood up turning the hot water off. Grabbing a towel and heading straight for your room, slamming the door behind you.

Viv flinched at the sound, looking towards Beth who was sitting on the couch wrapped in a blanket with Myle. Walking over, she placed a soft kiss on top of the older girl's forehead, sitting down next to her. Beth smiled in return, resting her head on top of Viv shoulder as a comfortable silence filled the room.

The two hadn't talked to you about what happened today, both wanting to wait till tomorrow; when you all had the day off, to bring it up with you. They weren't sure how to go about it, both scared at how you will react, will you accept that you need help? Or will you deny what they both knew was clearly happening and sink further in to the walls that you had slowly started to put up.

The comfortable silence was soon interrupted by your loud footsteps coming down the stairs. They both turned in your direction and taking in your form, you didn’t look great if they were being honest, you looked tired, your lips were chapped, skin pale and dark eyebags plagued your face, you looked sick.

You stood there, awkwardly holding a hairbrush in your right hand and a hair tie in your left.

“Would one of you be able to brush my hair please” your voice was hoarse and scratchy, standing there fiddling with the hair tie between your fingers waiting for an answer.

“OfCourse love” Beth said, sitting up straight from Viv's arms, lightly patting the floor Infront of her.

A small smile graced your face as you mumbled a quiet thanks and shuffled your way towards her. sitting down with your legs crossed handing her both the hair tie and brush.

As Beth started to slowly detangle the ends of your hair, your mind started to wonder again. You thought about the events that took place earlier that day and guilt quickly started to spread across your body. Why had you yelled at Caitlin like that? All she was doing was checking in on you and you had gone and snapped at her Infront of your teammates.

“I'm sorry about today” you whispered out. Beth stopped her movements for a brief second before continuing as she spoke.

“it's okay love, but it's not us you need to be apologizing to” She was almost surprised, not expecting you to apologize so fast.

“I'll apologize to her tonight, it's at her and katies places, isn't it?” you asked, turning around to see both women nodding their heads.

It was silent again after that. The only sounds coming from your tangled hair as Beth tried to run the brush threw it as gently as she could, not wanting to hurt you. You sat like that for at least half an hour while picking at your nails; an unhealthy habit you had picked in your early teen years.

“How do you want your hair liefde?” Viv asked while switching spots with Beth. Viv had always been better at doing hair, she braided it for you on most game days, but she wasn’t as gentle as Beth when it came to brushing out the tangles.

“Just a half up half down, please”

Viv nodded and got straight to work. As soon as your hair was finished you rushed up stairs to put on outfit, opting for a pair of baggier jeans and your arsenal hoodie. Both the older women waiting for you by the door, Viv jiggling the car keys in her hand.

“Ready to go then?”

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Katie and Caitlin's house were already packed with cars out the front when you arrived, with most of your team already there. You got out of the car and waited for Beth and Viv before walking up to the front door and knocking 3 times.

You stood behind Beth as Caitlin opened the door, ushering you all in and giving each of you a short hug. Beth and Viv both made their way to the living room, Caitlin quick to follow them but before she left, she felt your hand clutch around her Rist. She turned and looked towards were you held her Rist with furrowed eyebrows and then back to you.

“I- uh sorry” you said while dropping her hand “I just wanted to apologize for today, I shouldn't have snapped at you like that Infront of everyone. I was in a horrible mood today which isn't an excuse, but I still wanted to apologize” you rambled as you played with the sleeves of your hoodie, eyes looking anywhere but at Caitlin, feeling too guilty to look her in the eye.

“Hey, it's okay, I get it we all have bad days” she pulled you into another hug “thank you for apologizing though.”

The two of you walked into the living room where everyone was spread out. Your eyes searched the room trying to find Beth or Viv, they soon settled on Beth who was arguing with Krya over what movie they were going to watch during dinner, Lessie being stuck between the two girls.

“you two are children, honestly” she said while snatching the remote out of their hands and putting on Beths choice. You walked over and sat next to Beth, resting your hand on her shoulder.

“where's Vivi?” you looked up towards her.

“She in the kitchen helping with dinner, pretty sure were having some form of pasta and salad.”

You gulped at the thought, you hadn't eaten pasta in a while and the thought of eating it in front of the team made a shiver go down your spine.

Maybe you could just have the salad? That won't hurt, you thought while picking at your nails, Beth took notice and grabbed your hands.

“You know, you always complain about how your nails never grow yet you still continue chew them off every chance you get” she let out a soft chuckle “what's on your mind love.”

“I apologized” was all you said to the women. You felt her lightly kiss the top of your head before pulling you into a little side hug.

“Good job, I'm very proud of you” her words brought a genuine smile to your face, Beth was always good at that, even on your toughest days she always seemed to find a way to but a smile on your face, even if it was just a small one.

“Alright everyone dinners ready! Come and serve ya selves” the soft moment was interrupted by katies loud voice calling out to everyone.

You all made your way over to the kitchen, grabbing bowls and plates, everyone putting the food of their choice on their plates. As you went to grab your own you were stopped by someone calling your name, turning around to find Viv already holding a bowl out for you.

“I got all your favorites” she said with a smile while handing it to you. She was right, it did contain all your favorite, cheesy pasta, 2 pieces of garlic bread and a bit of Caeser salad. You mumbled a thank you while walking back towards the couch and squishing yourself as far as you could into the corner of it.

You moved your food around with your fork for a bit before bringing a small amount up to your mouth, hand shaking slightly, you took a deep breath hesitating slightly as you put it in your mouth, chewing slowly. You could feel the tears well in your eyes as you took another small bite, hands getting shakier and shakier every time you brought the fork to your mouth. You felt a tear fall down your face slightly, quickly bringing a hand to wipe it before anyone notices it.

Someone did though. You didn’t know it, but you had several eyes watching you as you ate your food. Leah, Viv, Beth and Alessia had all been taking glances at you throughout dinner. Your shacky frame and tearful eyes didn’t go un-noticed by any of them.

As everyone got up to put their dishes in the sink, you took the opportunity to sneak off to the bathroom, leaving your half-eaten dinner on the arm of the couch.

You turned the light and fan on when you entered, locking the door behind you. As you kneeled in front of the toilet you tied the rest of your hair back taking a deep breath.

Alessia hadn't watched you go to the bathroom, but your absence didn’t go un-noticed by her as she looked towards your now empty spot of the couch and your barley eaten dinner left on the arm. She wasn’t sure where you had gone but she had small hunch she knew where shed fined you.

You jumped as you opened the door, almost falling to the ground, Alessia was standing right Infront of it with her fist raised ready to knock. She too jumped back surprised. She stood there awkwardly playing with her fingers starting at you, thinking over what she was about to say to you.

“Do you need the bathroom? Or…” you spoke breaking the awkward silence.

“Oh ah, no sorry” she took a small step back “I was just wondering where you went, you were gone for a little bit.”

“Well, I was in here, no need to worry” you gave her a tight-lipped smile while awkwardly raising your hands. You liked Alessia, you had only met her a few months ago when she signed for arsenal, but she was a kind girl and in the short time Shes been here she had already felt the need to look out for you as most of the girls did after they met you, perks of being the baby of the team.

“Look, I know you're sick of people asking this but are you sure you're, okay? You barely touched your food, and it looks like you’ve been crying” she tried to look at you in the eyes but yours were looking anywhere but her. “it's alright, you don’t have to talk to me about it, but I am here if anything's bothering you” she said while ducking her head down to finally meet your eyes with a soft, warm smile.

You took a deep breath “there's nothing to talk about, I just ate something before we got here, and it made me feel a little sick is all.’’ You picked at your nails while you talked.

A silence fell between the two of you again as she looked at you. She took in your watery eyes and the way the rest of your hair was tied behind your ears now.

“Can I go now?” you huffed.

She stood there for a moment contemplating whether or not to say the next words that were about to fall out of her mouth. You tried to get past her, but she stopped you with a hand on your shoulder.

“what's really going on y/n?” she questioned and when you didn’t answer she took it as an opportunity to push you a bit further. “Talk to me love”.

You don’t know why, maybe it was the comforting hand of your shoulder or the way she spoke so softly to you, but you felt tears well up in your eyes. She noticed to and quickly pulled you in the bathroom again and locked the door, pulling you in to a tight bear hug. That’s what really got you crying, your faced and Alessias jumper quickly getting soaked.

“it's okay” she was lacing her fingers through your hair, rocking you side to side in at a comforting pace.

“I'm sorry” you chocked out, burying your face into chest more while sobbing.

“You don’t have anything to be sorry for love, okay? I ju-” she cut her self-off before continuing “we, just want to help you, okay? But we can't do that unless you tell us what's going on” she spoke, still playing with your hair softly.

“You won't be mad?” you sniffed, finally taking your head out of her chest and looking down at the tear-stained patch that was left behind.

“Never” she said while holding your face in her hands, gently wiping the tears away.

You fully pulled back from her now, moving over to sit on the toilet. You sat there for a while trying to gather your thoughts and were to start, your leg was bouncing up and down while you were lost in thought. A soft hand on your knee brought you back.

“Whatcha thinking?” she asked, her fingers rubbing soothing circles on your knee.

“I don’t know what to say” it came out as a whisper and if less wasn’t as close to as she was right now, she's sure she would have missed it. “Everyone just been so mean since I came back…I mean I knew I had gained a little weight, but I didn’t think it was that bad” you took a deep breath “but then everyone started pointing it out online, so I turned my comments off on Instagram but then they started saying stuff on our official Instagram and then on twitter and…” you trailed off.

“And what?” she pushed.

“I don’t know why I read them in the first place” your eyes started to sting again “it just started off with missing breakfast and few extra trips to the gym but no- now I can't stop” you broke down again, clutching on to the girl Infront of you as she wrapped her arms around you for a second time.

“I didn’t mean for it to go this far” you sobbed out.

“Shh, it'll all be okay, okay? We’ll get you the help you need alright love.”

“No!” you shot out of her grasp “no you can't tell anyone" You looked at her with pleading eyes.

“y/n, you can't keep doing this to yourself, it's dangerous, really fucking dangerous.” Her voice was stern this time “I've been in a similar position to, and I can assure you that I was not strong enough to perform at the level that we do, and if I wasn’t strong enough then you definitely aren't.” She sighed looking at your tear-stained face. “You need help y/n, I know it's scary to ask for it, but I promise you no one is going to judge you for needing it. We’re all worried about you love, Beth and Viv especially” you nodded with every word she said, just staring at the floor. You had never meant to worry Beth and Viv; you hated it when they worried about you.

“I’ll talk to them tomorrow” your voice was horsed and sore from crying.

“I'm so proud of you for saying something, I know that wouldn’t have been easy for you” less stood up bringing you up with her and pulling you into one more hug.

“you're not alone in this” she whispered.

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caramelarchive · 4 months

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could I request something like the reader deciding to give L a lil massage. It started out in their head as smth sweet/relaxing until it became high-key concerning cuz every press of their hands draws out a deafening crack

Let's Try a Massage ╾ L

BAHHAHAHAHHAA the fact that this is not somehow canon is a crime, I cannot. anyway, thanks for asking! let's go! I have moved to my main @lawlietscaramels please follow there for new content!

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"Boo," you say, coming up behind L to rest your hands on his shoulders and your head besides his. He gives a quick hum of acknowledgement and you peck his cheek.

"Hello, there." After a minute, he turns away from the computer's bright screen, rubbing his eyes and rolling his shoulders as he turns to look at you. L gives a yawn, one of the rare signs he trusts and loves you enough to let his stoic guard down, and blinks sleepily at you.

Your hands brush along his shoulders.

"Ready to take a break yet?" you tease gently, poking at his neck.

"I suppose so." L turns back towards his computer, one finger tapping against the j key and the other prodding at his lip. "I don't think I can do anything else at the moment," he decides, and turns the monitor off, scooping a forkful of cake into his mouth as he does so. "Did you want something?"

L spins his chair around to face you at this question, his head tilting up as he peers at you from the seat. One of his hands reaches up to rub at his shoulder and he gives a cross groan, not breaking eye contact.

"...Did you want something?" you ask, smiling and poking at his shoulders. L groans again and bats your hands away.

"I am simply a little sore."

You grin as a wonderful idea comes into your head: something sweet and cute, to help L relax after yet another long day of hard work.

"In that case, I can help!"

It's a difficult feat to pick L up, so you just roll his chair over to the couch and push him onto the cushions.

The detective turns his head to the side, so he is able to keep his eyes on you, but does not make any move to protest. L just shifts around a little, groaning unhappily, and waits for you to do... whatever it is you're going to do.

Pressing your hands together for a minute to warm them up, you eye your partner up and down.

...Definitely, a massage is required here.

You decide to plonk yourself down on his back for easy access, your hands reaching up to L's shoulders. Your fingers probe into the skin and L gives a small sigh of gratitude. A smile spreads across your face, as you're obviously able to remove some of the stress he has placed on his body by scrunching it into a ball all of the time.

And then a crunch.

You almost fall onto the floor, scared out of your wits. "L! The human body should not make that noise!"

"My apologies."

You sigh and stroke his hair for a moment. "I think this proves that you need some sort of assistance with your back, my love."

The gesture, which you thought to be sweet, becomes more and more concerning as you continued. Wherever you place your hands, there is a dramatic crunch, a crack, all very loud and very not normal.

"L, when was the last time you saw a doctor? Or an acupuncturist or a chiropractor or a physiotherapist?"

He just shakes his head.

You press your hands into his back and it cracks in protest. You take your hands off him and wring them in dismay.

"I just wanted to give you a massage, and now you sound like a whip-person..."

L gives a little chuckle. "Yes... Perhaps a different approach is in order, my dear Y/N." He shifts again, turning to look at you once more.

"I'll run you a bath."

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𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖙 ˏˋ⋆˖⁺˖⁀➷ 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 + 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜

what if I wrote a little bath scene? nothing nsft as I have said but I mean,, rose petals in the water, bringing in a rubber ducky or a plastic ship... lemme know if you want that as a part two!!

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greazyfloz · 10 months

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could you do 14 and 16 smut with luca fantilli i love your writing

Smut: 14.“I could just push you bikini bottoms to the side, no one would even notice” & 16. “I haven’t even touched you and you’re already wet” w/ Luca Fantilli

To The Side

Today, Rutger and Johnny both travelled up to the Fantilli's house to send the weekend with the boys. Luca had invited me to come over as well as they were having a pool day in the Fantilli's backyard.

I laid at the side of the pool as the boys played volleyball in the pool for a majority of the day until Adam, Rutger and Johnny went inside to get water and to get out of the sun for a bit. I looked over at my smily boyfriend as he rested his chin against the side of the pool as he looked back at me.

"What?" I say with a chuckle as I blush

"Come in with me" He says still shinning his goofy smile at me.

"I'm not coming in fully" I say standing up from the lounger I was laying on and made my way over to the pool, "but I'll sit on the ledge" I continue as I sit down on the side of the pool letting my legs dangling in the pool water.

"They aren't coming out anytime soon" Luca smirks at me. Luca pointing that out made me look back at the house's sliding door then back to my smirking boyfriend.

"What are you getting at?" I say with a furrowed brow

"Get in the pool, Y/n"

"No, Why?"

"I want you"

"Then get out of the pool, and we can go to your room" I tell him letting out a slight chuckle

"No, I want to fuck you in the pool" he says "I could just push you bikini bottoms to the side, no one would even notice”

I cross my legs feeling myself get wet at the thought of Luca's fingers inside of me with people so close by. Luca smirks at me knowing exactly why I shifted and cross my legs, "I haven’t even touched you and you’re already wet”

I suck in on my cheeks as I feel Luca begin to rub my thigh with his hand as he leans his body up. His other hand reaches up and grabs behind my neck guiding my lips to his. I give in and deepen the kiss as his hands that were once on my thigh and behind my neck were now on my lower back, pulling me slowly against him.

I push myself off the edge of the pool and let my body sink inside of the water. "Good girl" Luca mumbles into the kiss as I feel his hand travel down to my bikini bottoms.

Like he said he would do, he pushed my bikini bottoms to the side and allowed his fingers to explore. I let out a soft quiet moan onto his lips as he begins pumping his fingers inside of me. Luca pulls away to watch my face as he pleasures me making him harder than before.

"You're so beautiful" he says as I throw my head back allowing his lips to suck on my neck. I feel his hard cock rub against the side of my leg begging for attention, so I trace my fingers down his side until I am able to palm him through his swim shorts.

Luca takes his fingers from inside of me and impatiently pulls his cock out from his shorts, "Fuck me baby" I tell him as I smirk at him seeing him struggle.

He quickly turns me around and pushing me down so my chest was laying against the pool deck. Without any warning he pushes himself inside of me making me moan a little louder than before. Luca put his hand over my mouth as he continued thrusting inside of me, so the boys inside couldn't hear us.

The pool waves get bigger and bigger inside of the pool as he continues thrusting hard inside of me breathing out heavily. He pulls his hand away from my mouth, "Try to be quiet baby" he says as he places both hands on my waist to allow himself to thrust harder inside of me. I bite my lip so I don't moan as his fingers grip deeper and deeper on my hips.

"I-I'm close" I say breathlessly then bite back down on my lip.

"Me too baby" he says then pulls out of me to turn me around to face him. I wrap my legs around his waist and Luca positions his cock at my entrance again before I begin bouncing up and down while he continues thrusting again. "Cum for me" he says

I let my self cum on his cock and before I could moan out Luca presses his lips on mine so I was moaning in his mouth. I moan into the kiss as my fingers glide roughly up his back. He twitches suddenly inside of me followed by a grunt that escapes his lips.

"Shit" he says pulling out of me, "I-um- I'll-We will have to go get you a Plan B pill" he says awkwardly making me chuckle

"Idiot" I say still chuckling as I shake my head at him before making my way out of the pool.

Luca puts himself away before following me out of the pool still wearing the goofy grin as he takes a towel and shakes it over his hair then drying off before we head in the house.

Adam, Johnny, and Rutger all sit in the kitchen refusing to look as Luca and I walk in through the sliding door. No one says anything until Adam bursts out laughing as we walk by.

"What?" Luca ask chuckling at his brother and now the other two boys how have joined in

Instead of saying anything Adam just points over to the open window making the other two boys laugh a little harder. My face immediately turns red as Luca continues to chuckle. He rolls his eyes then turns to me and guides me to his room.

"That's so embarrassing Lu" I say as soon as he shuts the door behind him.

"The only person that will tease us will be Johnny" he says as he pulls his swim shorts off and puts on a new pair of underwear.

"Um... Rutger?"

"Okay, and Rutger" he says correcting himself and he finishes getting changed, "Now get changed, we have to go to the store"

"Going to the store this soon is just asking to be razzed"

"I'd rather be razzed than be a young dad"

"True" I say and quickly get dressed.

#umich hockey #umich hockey imagine #umich imagine #hockey imagines #umich hockey smut #luca fantilli smut #luca fantilli x reader #luca fantilli imagine

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cheolinnie · 6 months

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Relaxation

hes so insanely attractive, its not good for my mental health

Content warning: nothing much, they're just fucking <3, reader is female

not proof read 😪

Jeno let's out his tenth groan for the night, his legs feeling immensely heavy as he just barely makes it up the fifth flight of stairs that lead towards your apartment; curse the elevator that just had to be out of order on this specific day

His legs can barely keep his stature up as he punches in your passcode, the click a satisfying sound because it means he's one more step closer to being able to fall into your arms and inhale your comforting scent. Of course, he doesn't expect to walk into a blacked out apartment, not a single sound reaching his now piqued ears, instantly his eyes lose all senses of tiredness as worry settles in his chest, his eyes frantically moving around the room as he calls out for you.

"Baby?" his voice echoing throughout the apartment, cold chill running down his spine as his walk quickens up towards your bedroom.

He stops mid-stride down the hallway, light peaking out from the shut bathroom door. Placing his ear against the wood, he let's out a breath of relief when he hears you humming along to a soft song on the other side.

"Fuck babe, you scared-"

"Shit oh my god, baby your back? I dint even hear you come in..."

You frown slightly; you were hoping to wrap a blindfold over his eyes to increase the excitement for the surprise, you completely missed his entrance due to your mini concert. But your boyfriend's reaction as he looks around the decorated bathroom makes you feel better. Stream tickles up into the air from the hot bath you had made him, assortments of salts and scents all lined up so he could chose what he wanted.

"Whats all this my love?" Jeno comes over to your cross-legged position on the spot that usually held your bath items beside the bath, but you had cleared it so you could sit by him as he relaxes into the warm water.

His soft hands rub against the sides of your neck before his fingers scratch gently into your hair strands. Your hands come up to rest on his pelvis, and he dips down to give his usual greeting kisses.

"Well you have been practicing really hard these days, and you come home so late. So I figured I should treat you, and help you relax." Jeno's gaze is always warm whenever its on you, and it makes a ball of comfort grow in your chest.

"Thank you, honey" He crouches down a little and kisses your forehead, and moves down to your lips. You pull away, "ok now chop chop, take your clothes off."

In a blink of an eye he's standing naked before you, his chest broad and his abs naturally flexed. Veins run up his arms and biceps; another thing you love about your boyfriend, an something you never thought you would find attractive.

"Keep staring and i'll take you on the bathroom floor right now sweetheart."

Your jaw clenches; Lee Jeno has the most purest face but the most foul mouth . His thoughts are always clear in his eyes.

"Then get in the bath Lee Jeno."

A satisfied smirk forms on his lips as he steps into the bath. He makes to sit facing you, but you grab his shoulder to twist him around, and instead his back facing you. Without even seeing him, you could tell a pout sat on his lips.

"I wanna see you."

You let p=out a soft laugh, but decide to say nothing. The second your warm hands are on his shoulders, you can hear him inhale sharply. Slowly and with care, you make work of the tight knots in his shoulders, working your way into his neck, and down his back.

"Good?"

He hums is response, the sound far more sensual than you'd liked. The sexy stuff was meant for later, but the soft moans he's letting out as you work his tough muscles has a pool of wetness coating your panties.

Taking a deep breath, you calm yourself before making your way around to face him, ready to work on his legs now; but oh fuck, the way his eyes stare at you, you can see the black of his eyes as they rake over your body, dressed in only his shirt that falls mid-thigh.

"What are you going to do now honey?"

You gulp. Jeno's voice is significantly deeper now, his eyes dark as they watch you. You were betting this would turn him on, but you had no idea how much.

"Your uh- um legs." your lips going dry at the way he tilts his head to the side and looks at you. His abs ripple deliciously with the sigh he let's out, and probably throbbing cock. Jeno has tells of when he's hard; it's the way his eyes are hooded as he stares at your thighs, its his raged breath, its the way his eyebrows keep twitching now and then.

"Is there something you want NoNo?" you ask, a knowing glint in your eyes as you struggle to keep your gaze from dropping between his legs.

He shakes his slowly. "No... you said my legs were next baby, so," his hands leave the sides of the bath, and disappear under the water and fall between his legs

You so desperately want to question what his hands were doing; fuck, the heat between your thighs were becoming unbearable.

You lather more oil onto your palms, before dragging your nails up his thighs. He inhales sharply again, his jaw tensing. Jeno allows the obvious teasing for a few more minutes, before he can do so no more.

"Get in the bath"

He doesn't give you room to reject, not that you even would, his wet hands coming up to pull his shirt over your head, leaving you in just your incredibly damp panties.

"ha are you wet for me baby?"

OMGGGGG im too tired yall 😭😭

i'll put part 2 later 😝

i have exams to study for so ill get those done

#jeno #lee jeno #nct dream x reader #jeno x reader #jeno smut #nct dream smut #jeno imagines #nct imagines #nct smut

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lost-in-lamentation · 9 months

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hiii! i loved the way you wrote hearts, released, and was wondering if you could do the same concept but with barbatos, solomon, and satan? thank you!! your writing is so good btw hehe

a/n: oh anon you have my entire heart thank you so much ㅠㅠ

i've got another request for a continuation, so i'll probably do another two parts for this particular series!

a continuation of: hearts, released.

warnings: there is blood and injuries, MC dies. references lesson 16 of og obey me in barbatos' part. references to the great celestial war + lilith in satan's part.

important! this story is hurt/no comfort. make sure you're okay with that before reading on.

barbatos, solomon, satan × gen!reader. (separate.)

he thought he was seeing things when he found you in the clearing. battered, bleeding, bruised, as you struggled to stay conscious after what had just happened. the world around you flickered in and out of existence, and the only thing tethering you to reality was the pain that shot through your body. your head fell to the side where he stood, and with what limited strength you had left, you beckoned him over to you.

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barbatos.

barbatos slowly walked towards you, uncharacteristically hesitant in the way he carried himself to your side. usually so poised, back straightened and all, barbatos was curled in on himself, jaw tightening as he moved closer.

"barbatos, you don't look so good," you said as you tapped the spot next to you weakly. "come sit here." maybe it was the fact that you were dying, but a part of you expected him to reject the request. instead, he graced you with a smile, crossing his legs and settling himself at your side. "answering my final requests, are we?"

barbatos blinked at you, hoping to hide away the tears that had collected in the corners of his eyes. "still making jokes at a time like this?" he nearly whimpered the question out, composure wavering as you coughed out blood.

"of course. you know what i'm like." you grinned at the demon, meeting his gaze; it was empty. you held it for a while, listening to the breeze blow through the trees before speaking again. "did you know this would happen?"

his expression fell ever so subtly, fists clenching as he tried to think of a way to answer. "i was... aware that it would happen."

"did you know it would happen today?"

"... no."

your hand stretched out towards barbatos, finding a place to rest on his knee. "if you did know, would you have stopped it?"

tentatively, he placed his hand on top of yours, fingers curling around your palm gently. "i can only change your fate so many times, MC."

a broken laugh echoed out from you, your own grip strengthening around his fingers. "yeah, that sounds like something you would say." you shuddered against the wind, feeling the blood trickle down your side slowly. "i'm sorry, barbatos," you whispered into the air, hand falling away from his.

barbatos' head drooped, his shadow blanketing the sorrow that made its way onto his face. "it's me who has to apologise," he whispered out, silent tears dripping onto your corpse.

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solomon.

solomon moved urgently, steps heavy on the ground as he ran towards you. as soon as he reached you, he fell to his knees by your side, trembling while his hand tried to grasp at yours. it wasn't often you saw solomon so panicked. lightly, you touched at his wrist, causing the sorcerer to look at you.

"it's okay, solomon," you hummed softly.

solomon shook his head at you. "whatever hurt you just now; it counters my spells. i can't do anything," he snapped at thin air, his words strangled as they fought to be spoken. his chest began heaving, fear settling in his body before his mind could process it. "i can't heal you."

a strange mixture of guilt and dread washed over you; not being able to be saved, and also knowing solomon would be the only one to see you like this made your heart ache more than your wounds did. "that's okay, solomon," you exhaled, wincing as you turned onto your side to try and face him. "just stay with me for now."

solomon slumped unceremoniously closer to the ground, leaning over you to palm at your bleeding side. his breaths caught in his throat repeatedly, quiet sobs filling the air as he sat next to you. "you didn't strike me as someone who would cry at someone's end," you chuckled as best you could.

the white haired man huffed at you, wiping away his tears with his sleeve. "very bold of you to make that statement to an immortal." he spoke coldly through gritted teeth, no longer bothering to look you in the eye. you gave him a forlorn smile in return, trying not to wince at the increasing pain in your nerves.

solomon felt the thread keeping him together unravel when he looked at your expression. "i can't heal you, but i think i can still help," he said, pulling out his wand from his coat. encantations you had never heard before spilled out of his mouth, wispy trails of light dancing around the two of you until you finally felt his magic working. eventually, the pain in your side dulled, leaving you numb to everything other than the fact that you didn't have long left.

"are you in pain?" solomon asked against his own will.

"... no, not so much." you tilted your head to look at him. "are you?"

"... i am."

weakly, you squeezed his wrist one more time before closing your eyes. "i'm sorry about that."

"it's okay, MC." solomon watched as your hand fell away from his, heart shattering at the sight. "it's okay," he said again, taking your hand back in his to wait for the warmth to fully disappear.

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satan.

the fourth born didn't dare take a step closer. his vision was clouded with red, his anger and your blood swirling together to stain his thoughts. his own blood, boiling, pounded inside his head, drowning out your voice as you tried to call to him.

in a desperate attempt, you shouted his name one more time, tears springing to your eyes when the effort made it feel like there were talons digging into your lungs. satan finally made eye contact with you, fear dancing in his irises. "satan," you coughed out, trying to reach for him. "come."

he followed the order immediately, but unlike usual, remained meek. with his face downcast and his fists balled up tightly as his side, satan walked over to you. if you had the ability to sit up, you would. instead, you had to settle for a frail attempt to catch his hand in yours. your fingers brushed against his leg in the process, and you felt satan stiffen at the contact. "satan," you pleaded with him, now tugging weakly at his clothing. "come here."

satan eventually obliged, bending down so that he could settle back onto his heels, all while pointedly avoiding your line of sight he kept his eyes trained on the ground, too afraid that the image of you dying would cause him to rampage. "i'm here," he spat out, lower lip quivering as he spoke.

"you can look at me, you know." immediately, his green eyes disappeared from sight as he turned away from you. "nothing will happen, satan. i just wanna see your face," you said, words slurring together as you started to lose your consciousness.

satan's gaze flickered to yours, sorrow etching itself into his features, and guilt carving a place in his eyes. "what now, MC?"

your expression softened. "make sure you ask your brothers for help, okay?"

satan immediately growled at the idea, slapping your hand away from him. "with what?"

"you'll know soon enough." you stifled a sob, understanding that satan didn't know any better. saying nothing more, you allowed yourself peace, falling further away from the light until there was no return.

satan wrestled against the thoughts that constricted his chest, feeling every heartbeat slam harder and harder against his ribcage. he hated himself for only knowing wrath; for not being able to show you something else in your final moments. a loud screech tore itself out of his throat, splitting through the devildom and shattering the skies.

for the first time, satan understood how his brothers felt all those years ago. he understood why they went to war for her. because he too, would have gone through war if it meant saving you.

a/n: satan who doesn't know how to process emotions on top !!! also don't ask why solomon can't heal you but can take away pain okay let's all ignore that :)

#obey me #obey me swd #omswd #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me satan #barbatos x reader #barbatos x you #solomon x reader #solomon x you #satan x reader #satan x you #obey me angst #aris writes 🐈‍⬛#aris answers 🐈‍⬛

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angelltheninth · 2 years

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Darkness Come to Light

Pairing: Dark!Conner Kent x Fem!Reader

Tags: cnc, rough sex, possessiveness, fingering, kidnapping, restrains, Red Kryptonite Conner

Word count: 1.4k

A/N: Next fic for my 5k follower list. This is probably the darkest I'll go with them honestly. If you'd like to read some other fics instead you can read one from my wholesome list, or one from my darker list, but not as dark as this one.

Your wrists hurt. That was the first thought in your head when you started to come to. Your head was groggy, and your vision slightly blurry as you took in the room around you. It was familiar, yet not, Conner’s but not. Kind of like the man standing before you.

“Conner?” Your head throbs as you try to get up only to find that you’re unable to move from the bed your hands are tied to. Conner smirks at you, not one of the usual charming smirks you’re used to seeing. There was something much more sinister about this one.

“Finally awake my sweet?” Conner floats up from the ground, his eyes finally finding yours. Red eyes. The moment the realization, and the memories dawn on you a minor spark of fear flares up. You try to struggle against the bonds but to no avail. “No, no, don’t do that, you’ll hurt yourself. And after I tried so hard not to hurt you, or anyone around you from that matter to bring you here.”

The memory flashes in your mind. Conner getting dosed by Red Kyptonite particles a few days ago, vanishing, you and the rest of Young Justice searching for him, or any sign of him. Nothing. Then a sudden boom, screaming, you saw a tiny flash of Conner before you blacked out. And now you’re here.

“Conner, where were you? We were all worried about you. I was worried.” Conner just nods, his head tilting from one side to the other, studying you.

“Worried? Why? There’s nothing on this planet that can hurt me. And now that you’re with me, no harm will come to you either.” He lowers himself to the bed, inching closer and closer until he’s settled between your legs. “Well except for me.” His hands trail up your legs, his eyes traveling across your body, sending shivers down you spine.

You try to back up or to wiggle out of the restraints, but to no avail. It seems like Conner is enjoying your struggle, his hands smoothing over your legs a few more times before he takes his shirt off, muscles pulled taunt and rippling. His eyes go an even brighter red, his hand a blur as your clothes is torn clean off your body, leaving you completely naked before him.

“Conner!” You blush and try to cross your legs, but since Conner is currently in between them that isn’t possible.

“Normally, I would have taken my time with you my love, but I’ve what that weakling I was before does to you. He’s always holding back, but I’m not gonna.” He vibrates his thumb and presses it firmly on your clit, a jolt of arousal thundering through your body. At the same time he pushes two fingers inside your cunt, “Not wet enough yet. Don’t worry, I’ll get you there soon.”

“S-Stop, I don’t want...” He moves his fingers faster, making the words die on your lips.

“You don’t? But look at the mess you’re making? Come on sweetheart, you love the weakling me don’t you? Just imagine what pleasure I’ll be able to bring you. I know I’ve been thinking about it.” Conner grins, his thumb leaving your clit to unbuckle his belt and drop his pants and underwear down his hips.

His cock is already looking painfully hard.

“I’m not... you don’t have to...” You scream in pain when you feel him pull his fingers out and replace them with his cock. The painful sensation is immediately followed by a warm flood of cum. He doesn’t pull out though nor does he go soft, and honestly you didn’t expect him too, you’re very familiar with Conner’s stamina.

“You’re right. I don’t have to. I want to. I need to to fuck you.” His hips start to move, almost in a blur as as he jackhammers his cock inside you.

You pull against the restraints again, but to no avail. You feel hot tears start to well up in your eyes, rolling down your cheeks. This isn’t your Conner. Your Conner is gentle and caring, this one... he’s cruel, downright cruel.

“Stop struggling. I don’t want to hurt you my love.” His hand grips your hip, pinning you against the mattress. To your surprise his other hand comes up to cup your cheek and wipe away your tears, and for a moment his smile is the same one he used to give you. But the moment you start to relax, thinking that maybe your Conner is coming back he thrusts into you so hard mind goes blank for a moment. You can’t stop your inner walls from tightening around his cock, “That’s it. Give yourself to me. Let me fuck you like you deserve to be fucked.”

Conner leans forward, his mouth hovering just above yours. Your head is dizzy, your legs feel weak, and by god you feel so damn full. But you need to remain strong, “I... I can’t.”

“Can’t or won’t?” There’s a growl in his tone, his eyes squinting for a brief moment, “Can you really say you’re not enjoying yourself? Your pussy’s swallowing my cock so well. It’s so full of my cum and I can still feel it wanting to milk more from me.” Just as those words leave his mouth you feel him emptying another load inside of you. “See? Fuck. You want more? I’ll give you every last drop. So much it’ll get you pregnant.”

You shut your eyes tight, trying to resist the increasingly pleasant sensation building up in your lower stomach. He’s already getting you close to an another orgasm. Your body goes flat as you let him fuck his cock and cum into you, your voice going higher and higher witch each thrust.

“See? That’s my girl. Just let go and enjoy my cock.” His lips find yours, prying them open and plunging his tongue into your mouth, swallowing your moans as they come. His hands pinch and twist your nipples to an almost painful degree, your mind starting to go blank, your legs locking up around his hips. “He never fucked you like this did he? But don’t worry, I’ll make up for all of it. Give you my dick when ever you ask, I’ll fuck you every single day.”

“Conner, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m...” Another orgasm rocks through your body, going taunt and then completely slack again, Conner not being far behind, shooting thick ropes of cum into your already full hole.

“Good girl. I knew you couldn’t help yourself.” He grins down in triumph, practically beaming at you as you try to hide your face in shame, “Aw don’t look away now.” He grabs your chin and forces you to look down as he withdraws his cock, “Look at all that cum, look at how much you took.”

You try to break his grasp, already knowing there’s no use. Conner looks more than pleased with himself. He leaned over and kissed your lips again, softer this time, almost like he used to do before.

“Was that good for you my love?” He gently whispers against your lips, his hands on your hips and thighs, “Did I go too hard into it? Anything hurting?”

You shake your head, “No. Fuck that was hot.” You’re completely blissed out as you watch him smile down at you. Even under the influence of Red Kryptonite his true nature shines through as soon as you turn your head to kiss him again, “Are you alright though? Does um... did the scenario bother you?”

Conner shakes his head, “Not at all. I think I enjoy being the bad guy actually.” His eyes flash a dangerous red, your pussy fluttering again, more cum running into the puddle between your legs, “And I know you do too. Now hold still, let me take these off.” The handcuffs click and you immediately rub your aching wrists. “Hmm... I’ll get you an ice pack for that. And maybe a warm bath? Just give me a moment, I need to let the Red K run it’s course properly.”

Honestly if Conner didn’t have you to be his anchor he knew he actually would let himself fall to his deepest, darkest desires. But when you’re looking at him like this, pulling him into a hug, kissing his lips so gently and letting him embrace you, how could he want to do anything else but to come back to you.

#conner kent #conner kent x reader #superboy #superboy x reader #dc comics #dc comics x reader #dc comics smut #conner kent smut #superboy smut #dc comics fanfiction #titans #titans x reader #titans smut #titans imagine #titans fanfiction

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yellowgreendinno · 6 months

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Gauche/Marie Adlai headcanons

The door to his room, against popular belief, does not have a Marie carving in it, but its still recognizable. Its a wooden... thingy. nobody knows how to get in. Except Gordon and Grey. One day, Grey was gonna go talk to Gauche into his room, and Vanessa happened to be in the hallway, and saw Grey crouching down on the floor. She knocked thrice, and pushed. When the door moved VERTICALLY, Vanessa realised the door was a fucking mirror. A full body mirror turned around and used 👏 as 👏 a 👏 door 👏 so it can be pushed to the other side, right? here's where Gordon comes in. He just runs and jumps up, kicks the upper part with his feet and goes in without knocking. When Marie grew up and visited Gauche at the HQ, she was smart as fuck. She twisted a thingy the mirror had on the side, and it disconnected itself from one side, making it a door. Nobody knows aside from Gauche, though.

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Gauche is able to resist Marie's eye magic. And Julius was like OmAiGodEyEMaGic. Gauche did not hesitate.

Marie had resembled child innocence, but as she grew up, she took after her brother's resting bitch face when she wanted.

She and Gauche are very similar in personality, know each other's favourite things, they have inside jokes...

like this one time, Marie told bullies as a kid that "my brother's a magic knight and he'll put you in jail" so now whenever anyone annoys Gauche after Marie became a magic knight he'll say "and my sister's a magic knight and she'll put you in jail".

Gauche has a shirt Theresia gave him that says "Mad Man", so Marie got one that says "I'm with Mad Man"

They prank Theresia to piss her off.

And they both know Mereoleona and Fuegoleon to a personal level.

Gauche's mirror eye was caused my Marie.

When she was a baby, she couldn't control her eye magic, so she basically made Gauche's eye turn into a mirror as a combination of eye and mirror magic.

Marie joined the Coral Peacocks squad, and whenever she hears there'll be a joint mission, she crosses her fingers and prays to gods above for it to be with the Black Bulls.

Both of them became really busy people, but once a month they go to park in their hometown to chill out

She knows Nash and Recca, both magic knights themselves.

Once, Marie heard the famous "Gauche, you hurt Grey and I'll hurt you" and Marie said "No, you hurt him and I'll hurt you" and slapped her across the face.

Gauche knows how to sing. Like he knows how to sing. Its a sight only Marie has seen, but if you hear him, you'll fall in love.

Which takes me to the next point, Marie also knows how to sing, and they both play various instruments, so they often do music duos with songs they wrote together in a treehouse in their hometown.

They sound something like the Bon Iver band and Taylor Swift, but younger.

She understood Gauche's reason to protect her so much over time, and ended up protecting him as well.

They have nightmares about the day Gauche almost died at the same time.

They just feel it, and Marie just waits at the door of the church and Gauche takes a broom there, and they ask "are you okay?" at the same time its so cute ^_^. Then they fly in their brooms (Gauche has an amulet Marie gave to him and she has a piece of Gauche's old shirt tied to it, mind you) to their old treehouse.

In Marie's fifteenth birthday, Gauche gave her a box full of their mother's clothes.

Marie didn't like Grey at first, she thought she'd take her big bro away.

#marie adlai #black clover #gauche adlai #gauche black clover #marie black clover #gauche and marie #gauche x grey

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ashleycatchemm · 2 years

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1-22: Demons

Part 22 of ??

Parings: Reggie x Reader, Luke x Julie, Alex x Willie

Summary: (Y/n) (L/n) has been able to see and feel ghosts ever since she was little, which made it hard to tell the ghosts from the humans. Everyone has always thought she was a bit crazy, even her best friends, Julie and Flynn. But when three ghosts with a love for music appear in Julie's garage, suddenly (Y/n) doesn't seem so crazy anymore.

Song: Demons (Imagine Dragons)

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A/N: I picture Arius as Five Hargreeves but with black hair and blue eyes, instead of dark brown hair and green eyes

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Once I parked in the school parking lot, I turned towards Arius expecting him to turn into a human. "What?" He asked, sounding annoyed as he sat up and started stretching, his front paws out in front of him as he arched his back down. "Aren't you going to change forms?" I asked, getting aggravated that he won't shift. "Shift forms." He corrected, getting into a sitting position "Plus you don't have the honor of bossing me around. You don't have any of my respect." Letting out an aggravated huff before turning my body to face him.

"Respect this. Respect that. What the hell does having your respect got to do with anything? You're my familiar, so do as I say and change forms."

Arius suddenly got on all fours, growling at me in anger "Everything. Respect has everything to do with the bond a witch, or wizard has with their familiar." I rolled my eyes before crossing my arms a crossed my chest in anger and annoyance 'honestly, why does every single witch thing have to be so complicated and difficult?' Letting out an annoyed huff, I uncrossed my arms, gripping the bridge of my nose "Okay." I stated before throwing my arms at my sides "What do I have to do to get your respect?" Arius sat back down in the passenger seat.

His anger died down, but aggravation still being shown on the felines face. "You don't just get a demons respect. You have to earn it." I shook my head a little, processing the new information that I was just told. "Hold on, wait a minute. You're a demon?!" The black cat rolled his blue eyes at me, before hopping off to the back seat. "Yes. I am." I watched him sit down on one of the back seats, only for him to close his eyes as his tail slowly stopped moving. I opened my mouth to say something, only for a bright blue light to shine, covering his whole form.

Closing my eyes I faced back front as to avoid the light shining in my eyes. "Man, I forgot how much I despise this form." I was about to look back at the owner of the familiar voice, which was usually in my head, but now could be heard by all. Only for a hand to rest on the passenger seat, as a boy that looked just about the age of 18 made his way to the front. He had black hair that was swooped off to the right side and seemed to hang over the right side of his forehead. An almost annoyed look could be seen on his face, and his eyes looked almost exactly like the ones that I've seen on the black cat that has been following me around for the last 12 hours.

"I haven't used this form since your grandmother was in her 20s"

I stared at the boy next to me in slight confusion, he examined his hands as I tried to process everything. "Arius?" I questioned, his blue eyes shot over at me, an annoyed "What?" Leaving his lips. I stared at him for a second or two before letting out a small giggle "Aww look at how cute you are." I stated while reaching over to pinch his cheeks. Only for him to quickly grab ahold of my arm, gripping it tightly, all while sending me a death stare. "Call me cute again. I'll chop all your fingers off and shove them down your goddamn throat." I just stared at him with a grin as he pushed my arm back towards me.

Looking back out my windshield I stared at the school in front of me. "Come on." I stated while opening the truck door "Before I get in even more trouble." Grabbing my bag from the back seat, I hopped out of the truck, Arius following soon after "And why does it matter exactly wether or not you are on time?" Shutting and locking the doors, I started making my way to the school entrance. Arius followed close next to me, hands sitting behind his back as he walked.

"Im already late, but if I skip school again they are gonna call my uncle."

"And why does that matter exactly?"

I didn't bother answering his question, taking a glance over at him, my eyes caught sight of the suit and tie he was currently wearing. Stopping just before the door, I was quick to turn to the black haired demon next to me. "You can't wear that." His blue eyes narrowed in confusion "Wear what? The suit?" He gestured towards his suit, I nodded my head in response, causing him to scoff. "It's a uniform." I crossed my arms, letting out a small huff in annoyance "It's atrocious." Gritting his teeth angrily, brows furrowed, he opened his mouth to say something, only for me to continue.

"No high schooler would be caught dead wearing that crap in place of everyday clothes."

A tight lipped smile sat on Arius face, shoving his hands in his pockets he leaned forward, his tall lanky form giving him the extra few inches of height to tower over me while saying "Well, it's a good thing I'm not a high schooler." I glared up at the demon in front of me, rolling my eyes I let out a small huff of aggravation, deciding to drop the subject, knowing he'd never give in. Turning back towards the front doors I was quick to state "Just, try to act at least a tiny bit normal." Walking over to the intercom I continued "I know that must be hard considering how small your brain is." Pressing the buzzer on the intercom I turned back around to face the angry demon.

Arius hands were now out of his pockets, turning into fists at his sides. His face scrunched up in anger, looking as if he was ready to kill me himself. "Be lucky your grandmother told me to look after you. Cause if she didn't, I would've killed you a long time ago. You have some fucking nerve talking to me that way." Hearing the loud click of the doors being unlocked, I just rolled my eyes at the black haired boy in front of me. Waving him off with one of my hands "Yeah, whatever you say." Pulling the door open, I walked inside, a fuming Arius following close behind.

I walked into the office, which sat right by the front door, Arius walking in behind me. "Well if it isn't miss (L/n). You actually decided to show up for school today?" I put of a forced smile, a fake laugh leaving my lips, all while staring down the old lady at the desk who I've grown all too annoyed of "Ah Darlene. You actually decided to brush your teeth for a change?" I asked while leaning over the front desk "Now I don't have to deal with that nasty ass breath" her cheery smile now turned forced.

Darlene was quick to bite out "I was just about to call your uncle. Tell him that you skipped yet again. But I guess I don't have the liberty of doing that today. That is, if you have a good excuse." She stared me down, practically begging me to have such a horrible excuse that she would have to call my uncle. 'This old ass women has had it out for me since the very beginning.' My eyes looked down at the counter in front of me, drumming my fingers on it for a quick second as I hummed in response to her statement.

Coming up with a quick lie, my eyes looked back up at Darlene "Ya see, I was just showing my..." grabbing ahold of Arius' arm, dragging him quickly over to me. The dark haired demon let out a small grunt in surprise, his attention seemed to be everywhere else as he examined the room. "Cousin" I sent a glance over at Arius to see if he was paying attention to the most important detail in this lie. But of course, Arius' attention was literally anywhere else, which caused me to let out a small huff before looking back at Darlene to continue my tale.

"Around the area, he just arrived here last night and I guess we just lost track of time-"

Darlene held out a hand while shaking her head, stoping me from trying to tell her the rest of my lie. "Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there. You seriously expect me to believe that this boy..." Arius' attention was finally on our conversation as my explanation was stopped, watching as Darlene gestured to him with her pen, she continued "is your cousin?" Bring her pen over to point at me, I stared at her in slight confusion, looking over at Arius next to me, who seemed to be staring down the lady in front of us, as if studying her.

My head turned, eyes drifting back over to Darlene, my left hand placed on my hip as my right gripped the backpack strap around my shoulder. "Well, yeah." I stated, slight confusion written on my face when she didn't believe me. Darlene rolled her eyes in annoyance, shaking her head, I watched as her hand reaches for the phone in front of her. My eyes went wide and I was about to speak up, only for Arius to cut me off, quickly strutting over to the counter in front of us while shoving me off to the side.

"Look, Darlene, was it?"

The old lady paused, her hand resting on the phone as Arius now had her attention. A smile appeared on Arius' lips as he stated "That is a beautiful name, I must say..." Arius held a hand out below the desk, waving it as if signaling for me to back off and let him talk. I heard Darlene giggle a little "Oh, why thank you" Arius was quick to continue with his charm "Do you know that name means Darling? And I have to say, I apologize if this is overstepping, but do you mind if I call you darling?" I stared at the side of his head in confusion, watching this whole scene play out.

A small giggle once again escaped the old lady's lips, her hands coming up to rest underneath her chin. "Well, aren't you just a charmer?" Arius dragged his tongue across his lips for a quick second, biting down on them as if to suppress a smile. Shrugging his shoulders he gave a response of "I try." he must've felt my stare on the side of his face, because he suddenly glanced over at me, a glare present on his features. "Do you mind? We are trying to have a conversation." I widened my eyes a little before throwing my hands up in surrender and walking over to the plastic chairs a little ways behind him.

Arius' attention was brought back over to Darlene soon after, and I dropped my bag down in a chair before sitting down in the one next to it. I watched as the two of them chatted, hearing giggles coming from the old hag here and there. 'The hell could he be talking about with her?' I thought as I waited for the two of them to be done talking. A few minutes later, Arius turned around, walking back towards me, showing me the two late passes in his hand, a smirk sitting on his lips as if rubbing it in my face.

Rolling my eyes, I picked up my bag, throwing one of the straps over my shoulder. Arius stopped in front of me while asking "If I'm the one with a small brain then how come I'm the one with the late passes?" I sent a glare to the demon in from of me, grumbling out a response "Yeah. Yeah. Whatever." Ripping my pass out of his hand.

The two of us started making our way out the door, only for Darlene to stop us. "Goodbye Damon, have a nice day!" She said cheerfully, which only cause Arius to let out an annoyed sigh before rolling his eyes. Turning back to look at Darlene a smile appeared on his face "You too darling" he stated, sending her a wink before turning back around and following me out the door. His face dropping back down into the same angry look he always seemed to wear.

"I fucking hate humans."

He grumbled, while shoving his hands angrily into his pockets. I glanced over at Arius, shaking my head a little, at his statement, only for me to look back in front of me. The dark haired demon walked quickly next to me, passing by 4 kids who were sitting in the hall working. The conversation between them seeming to die off as I now caught their attention just from walking by. Whispers could be heard from the two boys, causing giggles to arise from the girls in response. They were obviously talking about me, but I just ignored them and continued my walk towards my class.

"Something funny assholes?"

This caused me to stop in my tracks, quickly turning around, I was met with the sight of Arius standing in front of the four teens. The dark haired boy had his hands in his pockets, tall, lean figure practically leaning forward over them as if to intimidate. One of the boys stood up in response to Arius' question, moving his wavy brown hair out of his face, the boy let out a scoff "Who the hell are you?" An annoyed smile appeared on Arius' face, leaning in close to the boy that stood in front of him.

A murderous glint could be seen in the blue eyes of the dark haired boy. "I'm the guy that's gonna kick your ass." The teenage boy in front of Arius looked back at his friends, the two boys let out laughs in amusement, like kicking his ass was some kind of inside joke. Looking back into the rage filled eyes of the dark haired boy, an amused smile appearing on the brown haired boy's face. Hands coming up, only to push back against Ariu's chest, causing him to stumble backwards just a bit. A chuckle passed through Arius' lips, all while shaking his head, looking up at the boy in front of him, a smirk gracing his features.

"Bad idea."

The brown haired boy let out a small laugh "o-" he was barely able to get a word out, before Arius' grabbed him by the throat, holding him up in the air right against the lockers. A squeal in surprise left the girls lips, the brown haired boy letting out choked gasps, trying desperately to breath, his hands coming up to pull Arius' hand away only to have no luck. The other boy quickly shouted at him "Hey man!" Arius' eyes didn't deter from the boy in front of him, as the other tried to get him to let go of his friend. The dark haired demon quickly brought his elbow up, making contact with the other boys face causing him to pass out on the floor. "Jared!" One of the girls yelled, quickly kneeling down next to the boy and shaking him to get him to wake up, or at least show any signs that he's alive.

"Let's try this again. Shall we?"

Arius' grip tightened around the boys neck, limiting the amount of air he could breath in even more. A menacing grin sitting on his clear skinned face "Arius!" I yelled, quickly realizing that he was going to kill the poor boy, I was ignored. "The fuck were you laughing at?" Loosening his grip around the boy's throat so he could respond, letting out small coughs and tried to get in breaths of air. Arius rolled his eyes, growing impatient "Let him go Arius! You made your point!" Again I was ignored, the demon brought the boy more towards him using the hand on his throat.

Bringing him back towards the lockers, the back of the brown haired boys head slammed into the lockers behind him, coughing out a groan in pain. "Answer me." The demons teeth grit in anger and aggravation, the boy let out another cough or two before rasping out "We we're laughing at something we heard about the freak you’re walking with." Arius' murderous blue eyes didn't move away from the boy in front of him, only closing them for a few seconds, a sarcastic chuckle passing through his lips, along with a shake of his head.

I wanted to stop him. Yell at him. Scream. Do something to at least help these people. But I froze, because deep down, it felt good I wanted to wait and watch his next moves. I loved watching as people that seemed to anger me and hurt me with the constant whispers and giggles everyday, we're finally getting shit for it. Of course I learned to block it out, ignore it. I act like it doesn't phase me, like it doesn't hurt to hear people constantly talking about me calling me the school freak. But it's always hurt, no matter what I do to act like it doesn't, or to just block it out. It still hurts. So this? This felt good.

Bringing the boy towards him once again, Arius slammed his head back against the lockers behind him. I watched as small amounts of blood trickled down the back of the boys head, and against the lockers behind him "Don't just stand there!" My eyes drifted towards the girl that stood with her arms crossed, staring me down as if this was my fault. "Stop him! Do something!" A scoff left my lips, narrowing my eyes at her in anger. Crossing my arms a crossed my chest my eyes drifted back over to the scene in front of me.

"No."

An angry huff left her lips and she tried to pull Arius off the boy, only for him to bring his hand back, slapping her so hard across the cheek to the point where she spat out blood as she fell to the floor. His eyes never once wavering from the boy in front of him. A small smirk gracing my lips as I heard the demon speak up once again "Listen here, you piece of shit, If her name leaves your disgusting mouth again. I'll cut your damn tongue out of your fucking mouth and feed it to my dog" the boy didn't believe him, trying to let out a scoff but came out as a cough as Arius' hand tightened once again around his windpipe. "You're bluffing." He rasped out, eyes narrowing at the murderous boy.

The dark haired demon let out a dark chuckle in response "Wanna test that theory?" The boy stared at him for a second or two before shaking his head, eyes wide in fear "N-No" an annoyed smile appearing on Arius' face, leaning forward as to scare him even more "That's what I thought." Letting go of his throat, the boy dropped to Arius' feet, coughing and gasping for air. Walking a few feet away he turned back around, eyes narrowed at the three conscious humans on the ground.

An innocent smile gracing his features as he shoved his hands back into his black pants pockets. Arms in front of the suit jacket, causing the jacket to open up a little more at the bottom, fully showing his white dress shirt and tie. "If any of you imbeciles says a word about what happened here. I will personally kill you. And it will be slow and painful." The innocent smile dropped down to an annoyed one as his eyes drifted over each of them individually "Do we understand each other?" I looked over the teens on the ground, one of the boys were passed out, while the other held a hand around his neck, trying to breath properly again, all while slowly bleeding out from the back of his head. One of the girls held the passed out boy's head on her lap, tears streaming down her face, the other one held her cheek and jaw, tears also rolling down her face.

'Shit did he dislocate her jaw?'

The three of them nodded their heads quickly out of fear, not wanting to mess with or go against him. Nodding his head a quick "Great." Left his lips, as he continued the treck in the direction we were walking in. I stayed frozen in place, not knowing how to react to all of this as I just stared at the three injured teens in front of me. I opened my mouth to say something only for Arius to yell "Let's go!" Causing me to shaking my head and quickly follow after him.

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tired-teacher-blog · 2 years

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Title : My one and only

Chapters : (1) (2) (3) (4) (5)

Status : Ongoing

Characters : Pro hero Bakugo/ Pro hero fem reader

Genre : fluff/ will contain angst and smut in future chapters.

Summary : You’ve known Bakugo for many years, but never were you close, not even when you started dating him. However things change one night when you invite him over for dinner.

How will your relationship with the pro hero progress after that?

Please do not read if you’re a minor

Explaining y/n’s quirk : Telekinesis is your quirk. You’re able to move objects mentally at a distance without the need to make any physical contact. You were able -through training- to develop your ability and use it on yourself in order to be able to fly.

Your power comes with a cost, since using it for extended periods of time leaves you mentally drained, but you’re constantly working on improving your stamina.

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

AO3

Previously

"Morning is only a few hours away, all I have to do is be patient."

You breathed out, finally allowing yourself to drift off.

Chapter 3 :

You clenched your fists nervously before stepping into the agency, greeting everyone as you passed them by.

Your breath hitched when you saw him standing at the front desk, a stern look on his face as he spoke to the receptionist:

_ "Get me those documents immediately, I need to know what we're dealing with here."

_ "Yes sir I'll contact the chief of police and get you the files right away."

_ "Um.. good morning.." You uttered hesitantly interrupting what seemed to be an important conversation.

_ "Good morning!" Your friend responded enthusiastically but he said nothing.

_ "Alright bring them to my office as soon as you hear back from the chief." He ordered before turning around and walking away.

_ "Yes sir!"

What was that? Why did he disregard you completely? Did he regret what happened last night?

Every possibility you thought of brought you closer to tears.

You shook your head and went straight to change into your costume. Your patrol shift starts in less than half an hour so you needed to hurry first and wallow in self pity later.

_ "Aaaah!! Um.. what are you doing here?!" You yelped as soon as you came out of the changing room. The reason? Bakugo was standing right outside, arms crossed and not at all amused.

_ "What took you so long?" He grabbed your hand and dragged you straight to his office, locking the door behind the two of you.

You had no time to process what just happened, and the next thing you knew, your back was slammed against the wall as he attached his lips to yours.

His kiss was fast, urgent, needy, not at all how he kissed you last night, but you loved it nonetheless.

You moved your hands to grab fistfuls of those golden locks and he groaned into your mouth as you did so.

His lips traveled down to your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses in their path, and his arms wrapped themselves around your waist as his fingers squeezed your frame.

_ "Katsuki.. you really scared me.. I thought you were going to be cold with me again." You stated breathlessly.

_ "You're wrong, I would never." His mouth never left your skin as he spoke.

The thing is, he only avoided you earlier in fear of being found out, but he realized you might misunderstand his intentions, which is why he dragged you into his office and latched onto your body as soon as he could.

_ "Mr Bakugo, may I come in? The chief of police just emailed the rest of the files you requested, I printed a hard copy for you." His assistant spoke from the other side after knocking gently on the door.

_ "Fuck!" He growled, reluctantly detaching himself from your warmth.

You giggled softly seeing his reaction, and immediately fixed your hair and straightened your clothes to avoid any scandal.

_ "Yeah come in." He really couldn't hide his annoyance.

He took the papers, bidding your colleague a curt "thanks" before closing the door again.

_ "What's wrong?" You asked anxiously after seeing his furrowing eyebrows as he looked over the documents.

_ "I'm not sure, we finally have a location but.."

You waited for him to continue but he failed to.

_ "But what? Isn't that a good thing? We've been working on this for months and we finally have a lead so what's the problem?"

_ "It's in the city. Those bastards! They really knew how to play us." He slammed the papers on his desk and turned around to face you: "Do you know what this means? They're basically inside a fortress, they know we can't freely attack inside a residential area, and if we try to evacuate the premises they'll figure it out immediately and take precautions."

It was dreadful, but you needed to calm him a bit.

_ "It's fine Katsuki we'll figure it out, we always do. We'll contact our friends and work something out together. I'm sure they're aware of the situation by now." You smiled as you walked up to him and placed your palms on his chest, running your fingers along his pecs reassuringly. And it worked, his tense muscles relaxed under your touch and his scowl turned upside down as he nodded pecking your forehead.

_ "You're right, we'll figure it out."

_ "Okay I should get to work! My shift starts soon so I'll see you in a few hours!" You declared enthusiastically and turned to leave, but a strong arm pulled you back.

You opened your mouth to speak but his lips on yours prevented you from doing so. He kissed you slowly, gently and you melted into it.

_ "Alright beautiful, this should last you till later." He mumbled teasingly and let go of your arm.

_ "Umm.. yes.." You were flustered, and he loved it.

Your day went by as usual, except, you couldn't stop thinking about the latest development regarding the case you've been working on.

Your boyfriend's distressed expressions said it all. And even though you made it sound like an easy task to tackle, deep down you knew that you'll be going through hard times..

(To be continued ..)

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silverwings22 · 2 years

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Caught in the Crosshairs: Chapter 11 How to Save a Life: The Fray

Series warnings: Smut, mind control, canon typical violence, childhood trauma, language, chronic illness

Chapter Warnings: character injury, baby's first war crime

Translations: ni kar'tayl gar darasuum: I know/love you for eternity

cyare: beloved

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The 212th showed up to take the freed slaves home or to a refugee camp if they didn't have one to return to. Obi-wan was pleased with the smoldering wreckage of the factory when he arrived, and since Crosshair had finally set Miria back on her feet he walked over to talk to her. He hadn't missed the clone sniper following her like a second shadow, but she seemed unconcerned so he didn't ask.

"I must admit, your unit is unorthodox Miria. But you do get results." He chuckled.

"My boys are the best. No offense, Cody." She smiled as the commander passed by.

"None taken, General Halcyon." He chuckled.

Miria leaned back, crossing her arms. "Luckily we got all the prisoners out without casualties, but how many were killed before we arrived? It's disgusting."

"It's a cruel reality of war." Obi-wan sighed. "But I am proud of you for saving so many lives. The Council is as well… there may be a seat in the council room for you sooner rather than later."

Behind her, Crosshair stiffened. Miria smiled a little. "Me, a master… goodness, I never thought of that. I wonder what Master Koon thinks."

"It was his suggestion." Obi-wan chuckled. "I think you'd make an excellent addition."

Miria chuckled. "We'll be returning to Coruscant for some much-needed rest. We can discuss this there. But I think I'm ready for a lie-down…"

"How are you doing, Miria? Really?" Obi-wan put a hand on her arm. Crosshair thought about breaking his fingers, but held still.

"I'm alright. I'm doing good work, I've made amazing friends, I've found new perspective… I think I'm happy, Obi-wan. My body hurts, but I've never felt more alive." She looked at him, and there was a charming brightness in her lavender eyes. "I'll see you back on Coruscant, yes?"

"I'll buy lunch. Dex's?" He laughed.

"I'm dying for a milkshake. Come on, Crosshair. It's time."

The sniper nodded impassively and they headed back to the speeders, but Obi-wan noted the hand settled carefully on his old friend's shoulder and the quick glance she shot up at the clone. There was something in the Force between them that shimmered like sunlight on a clear lake.

Miria slung a leg over the back of the speeder and wrapped her arms around Crosshairs middle. "Missed you." She said quietly.

He was quiet a minute. "I missed you too. Let's get back. " he hit the throttle and they took off, her with her cheek pressed against the back of his armor and him comforted by her arms around his waist.

"We'll catch up." Hunter chuckled quietly as Tech gave him a look. "Give them a minute."

When they reached the ship, Crosshair scooped Miria off the speeder. She smiled. "You didn't give the others too hard of a time while I was gone, did you?"

"I'm not answering that." He grumbled. "Let's just say you wouldn't have liked it."

"Cross…"

"No. Hunter made me leave you down there. While someone was hurting you." He snarled. "I almost hit him."

"That's not a fight you want to get in, love."

"Don't care." He carried her into the Marauder. "At least I'd have been doing something. Instead of just sitting there watching that fucking whip."

She tucked her head under his chin. "It was the right thing to do, Cross. For the good of others."

"What about your own good, Miria? I'm tired of watching you destroy yourself for other people. I'm tired of finding you broken and bloody. I'm tired of not being able to protect you!" He hadn't realized his voice was raised until it echoed around the ship. She was stiffened in his arms, and he dropped his head. "Sorry… I'm not yelling at you. I swear."

"I know." She murmured softly. "You're frustrated."

"I should be keeping you safe. But I'm not. The thing with that Sith, this… how many close calls before I lose you? And now the council…? You might be safer, but-"

"I'm not leaving the team, Cross. If the council asks that of me, I'll decline. And it would be a temporary position anyway. I'm leaving the Order after the war." Her voice was firm. "To be with you."

He kissed her quietly, standing in the middle of the hold. "So fucking recklessly kind. What am I going to do with you?" He muttered faintly.

"If all goes well? What's today, Wednesday? The war will be declared over on Thursday, I'll announce my resignation from the Jedi on Friday, and we'll get married on Saturday." She teased.

He sucked in a breath. "Don't joke about that."

She met his eyes. "I'm not joking, darling. I'll marry you if you'll have me." Her fingers curled in his hair, bravery finding its way to her voice. "Marry you, have a family together, build a home. Give you everything you want but won't ask for because you're so bloody stubborn."

He rested his forehead on hers. "I'm probably the least prepared person in the galaxy to be a husband or father."

"Good thing I'm a children's teacher." She chuckled.

"What if I fuck it up?" He frowned. "I'm not exactly-"

"Cross, do you remember what you said to me a year ago? That I was letting a few people convince me I wasn't worth knowing? You're letting the same thing happen to you right now. You want this, yes?"

He closed his eyes. "Do you even have to ask?"

"Tell me, Crosshair. Do you want to marry me?"

His voice was cracked when he answered, arms tightening around her. "Yes." Maker, he wanted it. Wanted something concrete, something that screamed at the galaxy that this woman loved him and they couldn't drag her out of his arms with all the firepower in the GAR.

She smiled. "Then what are you so afraid of?"

He wanted to rebuff the accusation he was afraid, but she knew him too well. He sighed. "What if I fuck it up?" He murmured quietly. "What if we do have kids… what if they hate me?"

"Oh Cross…" she pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "What if they love you?"

He sat down in the hold, cradling her to him. "Fuck. You see right through me…"

Miria smiled. "I see your light. And I love it."

Crosshair couldn't help but smile back. "Let me fix your back up. We gotta return those speeders when everyone gets back…"

"Alright. I want to get out of this outfit anyway."

He begrudgingly let her out of his lap and followed her to the bunkroom, where she tossed the shredded and filthy clothes off. "How do you look so good in civilian clothes? I swear, I've yet to find-"

He wrapped his arms around her from behind, pressing a kiss to her bare shoulder. "I thought you were cute. Lay down, let me see how bad it is."

She smiled and lay down on her stomach. Crosshair knelt beside the bed and examined the dried bloody cuts in her skin before cleaning and bandaging her up. She chuckled. "No backless dress for a while, I suppose?"

"You wear a backless dress and I will go feral." He smirked.

"Oh, is that a promise? Because we missed our first anniversary and I intend to celebrate properly when we reach Coruscant." She chuckled, sitting up and reaching for her normal clothes. "Gloves off, darling."

"Develop a hand kink in the last day?"

"I know you punched the ship and Hunter said you cracked rock when you saw me get hurt. Let me see." She cocked an eyebrow casually. "Hit anything else?"

He paused. "Kinda was hoping you hadn't seen that…"

"Hand, Cross." She held hers out expectantly. He grumbled but took off his right glove.

His knuckles were black and blue, torn open and caked with dried blood. They looked swollen when he flexed his fingers, and she carefully traced the bones with a fingertip to be sure he hadn't broken anything. "Darling, your trigger hand." She murmured.

"Sorry… I just… I was furious and had no where to go with it." He muttered awkwardly as she dabbed bacta on the hand gently. "You were in trouble and I couldn't fix it."

"Don't I know that feeling. I could have died when you got shot on Salucemi." She sighed, bandaging him up. "We'll work on it."

"Yeah… promise." His fingertips brushed up her arm and settled under her chin, turning her pretty face to him. "I love you. Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum."

"I love you too, my darling."

Returning the speeders should have been easy enough. They'd left Wrecker to pack up camp, since he'd had some extra energy to burn and Hunter wanted a few quieter moments before they met him at the space port in Mos Eisley. They were almost to the city when Miria held a hand up. "Hold a moment. There's… something around here. Something concerning."

They all pulled over. Tech frowned and wiped grit from his goggles. "How concerning is concerning, General?"

She swung her legs over and dismounted. "Something… an echo in the Force. It's not actively dangerous, but something terrible has happened here."

"Miria…" Crosshair frowned as she headed past him, across a high sand dune. "Fucking hell…"

Hunter sighed. "Jedi are weird." He dismounted, and the three of them went after her. The sergeant paused, sniffing the air. "... It smells like death."

"Because it is." Miria called as they crested the dune. She was looking down at a half buried Tuskan village, utterly decimated. "Force… this was a massacre."

Hunter skidded down to take a look. "Infighting between clans?" Tech frowned.

Miria touched a shredded tent. "No… look at this burn."

"A lightsaber." Hunter nodded. "One of those Sith?"

Miria knelt by a half buried skeleton, eyes wide. "This was a child…" she whispered. "Why would a Sith attack a village with women and children…?"

"That Ventress seemed like a bitch." Crosshair frowned. It did seem odd, though. This was a low value target, why would a Sith waste their time?

Miria lay her hand on the broken mask of the dead child. "Show me, little one…"

Sorrow boiled into unbridled fury like an unattended kettle. Screaming, a flash of light. Blue light, not red. The dead woman hung limp in strong arms not strong enough to save her. Failure, he'd failed, she was dead and he'd known she was in danger and he still hadn't come. Mother. Mother, dying breath was her love he didn't deserve. They'd killed her. They had to pay, even the score of a cruel galaxy that had stolen the only good thing he'd had. Terror from the Tuskan as they scattered, not fast enough to escape his rage. It consumed all like a lava tide.

She snatched her hand away. "Anakin…"

Hunter frowned. "Why would General Skywalker…"

"His mother." She stood, closing her eyes. Tears pricked them, for her friend's suffering and the senseless slaughter before her. Oh Anakin, how could you?

She lifted her hands and the sands shifted, burying the dead completely until the sands lay smooth and the broken village was left entombed. "May the Force guide these souls back to it's embrace." She murmured. "Let's go… there's nothing left here but ghosts."

Crosshair caught up to her first as she headed back to the speeders. "You okay?"

"No." She muttered. "My friend, someone I've known since he was a little boy… he murdered children, Cross. I… I know it was grief, I know he suffered greatly at his mother's death but… Force, Crosshair. I could almost understand the captors. But their families? How can that be the same boy I helped raise?"

"I'm sorry, cyare." He put a hand on her shoulder. "Really, I am."

"I know… I just…. I have to talk to him when we get back to Coruscant. He's hurting, and his pain could allow this to happen again. He needs help. I can't avenge the dead, it's not our way. But I could protect the living. And save him from being lost to the-" She paused, coughing sharply into her elbow.

"You overdid it, didn't you?" He frowned, the hand on her tightening a little.

"We're going back to the Temple soon. I'll be fine." She shook her head. "It's okay."

He nodded, anxious, watching her get back on the speeder. They headed back towards Mos Eisley, everyone stuck in their thoughts. Miria felt her heart breaking for her old friend.

Anakin...

Miria put her crew up in a nice hotel on Coruscant, before going off to the Temple to get checked out. They needed to decompress as much as she did.

"You seem troubled, young Halcyon." Master Che murmured as she settled into a seat and the healer began to tend her aching chest. "What bothers a light so bright?"

"Just a lot on my mind. It will all be released into the Force." Miria murmured.

"I would think you'd be happy. I've heard the Temple gossip. Someone is being considered for the high council." The twi'lek chuckled fondly.

Miria smiled faintly. "It's a great honor to even be considered."

Master Che patted her shoulder. "Enjoy your leave, dear. You've earned it."

"Thank you." Miria pulled her cloak back up. "I told Anakin we'd have dinner together, I should head out and find him." What she'd seen on Tattooine still haunted her, but she couldn't find it to even be angry any longer. She was just heartbroken for Anakin.

"I believe the young Hero Without Fear is in his room. I spotted Ahsoka Tano with Bariss Offee out by the gardens."

"Lovely. Thank you, Master." She smiled and headed out, stretching her shoulders. The ache in her joints felt better immediately following a session in the Halls. It never really went away, but she didn't feel it grating on her nerves. She needed the relief, before she broke down in frustration one day.

Force knew Plo Koon had dealt with that many times. And poor Crosshair didn't need that stress right now.

She drifted over to Anakin's door and knocked.

The door opened after a minute, revealing her tousle- haired friend in his sweatpants and a loose shirt. "Miri!" He grinned. "I didn't think you'd be out of the Halls yet. Come on in, I picked up some of that tea you like." He stepped aside so she could come in. "Okay, technically I asked Obi-wan to pick it up, but he knows way more about tea than I do."

She chuckled. "I appreciate the thought. How are you?"

"Way better after that nap I just took. Ship beds are so uncomfortable."

Miria chuckled. "When I first took my assignment, I slept in a hammock in the cargo hold. I understand."

"I'll turn on the kettle." He grinned. "How'd Tattooine go?"

"Ah… I wanted to talk to you about that." She quieted. "Anakin… how are you really?"

The man froze at her tone, looking at her with a concerned expression. Her eyes found his blue ones, and he was relieved that he only saw concern. "I'm fine. Why?"

She took a steadying breath. "I know what happened to your mother."

The speed at which he shut down almost came with an audible snap. "What do you mean?" His voice went low, almost threatening.

Miria straightened her back. "I found a destroyed village, Anakin. Please… just talk to me." Her voice stayed soft and kind, like he was a feral massiff as likely to bite as to run. "Let me help you."

He stared at her for a long time before his shoulders relaxed marginally, determining she wasn't a threat. "I'm sorry, Miri… I made a mistake."

"Come sit with me. Tell me what happened, dear. I want to help you. I know you're hurting." She reached for his hand.

Desperation met her halfway, his metal fingers curling into her soft ones, and she pulled him to his own couch and sat him down. It reminded her of long ago, when he'd come to her rooms with tearful frustration and beg her to help him make sense of this new world he barely understood.

He hung his head quietly. "I couldn't save her, Miri… I tried. I was having dreams about her dying, but Obi-wan told me not to dwell on them, and then… I knew something was wrong and I didn't go immediately. When I got there, it was too late. She died in my arms."

Miria kept a grip on his hands, worried he'd slip away like sand in fingertips if she loosened her grip. "When, dear?"

"Right before Geonosis… I was with Pad- Senator Amidala. She believed me and we went to Tattooine together."

"That's been over a year, Anakin… you've been carrying this all this time alone?"

He looked up. "Who can I tell? The council already barely trusts me, no matter what I do!"

She took a deep breath. "Oh Anakin… you've already suffered so much in your short life. You don't have to be alone. I'm here, and Obi-wan-"

"You can't tell Obi-wan, Miri! He'd be furious!"

"He'd be worried, as I am." Her voice was firm. "You know Obi-wan loves you. You're a brother to him, as you are to me."

"And you're disappointed in me, aren't you?" He started to pull his hands away, frustration creeping back into his eyes.

"I'm worried about you. There's a difference." She held tightly. "But I know you, Anakin. You're not a terrible person. You're a good man, I've watched you grow from a frightened boy into a brave knight of the Order. I'm proud of you." She squeezed his hands. "I need you to believe that. I didn't come here to scream at you. I came here to help my friend. You're in pain."

He hung his head again, leaning into her shoulder when she tugged him into a hug. "I was so angry, Miri. I couldn't stop… until they were all dead. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry…"

She pressed a kiss to the top of his head like she had when he was a child, holding him like a youngling even though he was several inches taller than her. "I know, sweetheart. I know. I'm here. You're not alone, Anakin."

"I always thought you were like a little mom, you know. You remind me of her… she was always kind hearted." He mumbled. "Do you think she's disappointed in me?"

"I think she knows how much her son loved her, Anakin." She hugged him a little tighter. "How great an honor it is, to be loved so much."

He wiped his eyes on his sleeve. "You won't tell Obi-wan?"

"No. But I think you should, when you're ready. Until then, your secret's safe with me…"

"Will you keep one more secret? In case I… you said I'm not alone, right? Can I tell you something, so if anything happens I can come to you?" He looked up, and she saw that nervous padawan she'd always loved back again in his eyes. It blew her mind that this was the same General Skywalker that lit up the holo news with his daring victories.

"Of course."

"I'm married." He sat up slowly, just in case her hug turned into a headlock.

Miria blinked, buffering like an old data pad. "Married… to who?!"

He looked sheepish. "Padme Amidala…"

"The Senator?!"

"You're the one who said I could talk to you!"

"You can! It's just…" she pinched the bridge of her nose. "I didn't see that coming. Hold on, give me a moment. I knew you had a crush on her as a youngling…"

"It just kind of worked out in my favor… we got married after Geonosis."

"You know the council wouldn't approve." She sighed.

"I'm not asking them to. I love her."

She looked up and her smile surprised him. "That's fair enough, I suppose. Goodness, and I thought I was breaking rules left and right."

"You?" He cocked an eyebrow. "You're the Order's Golden Girl."

"Gold also tarnishes, dear. I'm not nearly as good at following the Code as some might think."

Anakin grinned. "I smell a good story."

She laughed. "Will you keep my secret, then?"

He nodded eagerly. "Yeah. I swear." This was too good to pass up. The Order's darling with a dirty little secret? Oh Maker, yes.

"I… well, I'm in a romantic relationship with one of my teammates." She tread carefully, watching his face. "And we've agreed to be married after the war."

"You're engaged to a clone. Holy kriffing shit." He gasped.

"Language." She clucked her tongue. "You're as bad as he is."

"Engaged, Miri!"

"It's not quite so formal as that. It's just something we've talked about…"

"Which one?!" He was delighted now.

Her lips quirked softly. "Crosshair. The sniper."

"This is hysterical, Miri. You're up for consideration on the Council."

"I intend to leave the Order after the war." She chuckled faintly. "If I'm fortunate, I'll be permitted to continue seeking treatment with the healers here, even after I'm no longer a Jedi. Then he and I can have a relatively normal life…"

"What if they don't allow that?" He sobered suddenly. "You'll die…"

"Then I'll steal as much time as I'm allowed, and try to leave behind a child to love him when I'm gone." She looked so… at peace about it. "I don't fear death, Anakin. I've been dying all my life. When I met him, I finally started living. A few years of something wonderful is better than a hundred of nothing special."

Anakin smiled and hugged her again. "You're brave, Miri. I always liked that about you."

She chuckled. "Come on. Let's get dinner. I'm starving, and Obi-wan owes me a milkshake. Dex's?"

"Sounds good. I'll call him."

"Wonderful. It's been too long since we've all hung out." She chuckled. "And an order of onion rings is calling my name."

He grinned. "Let me get dressed in something other than nap clothes. Hold on a sec."

She waited on the couch, chuckling. "You know, Cross was terribly jealous of our friendship. Wait until I tell him you're married!"

"It should put him at ease. You're not my type anyway."

"Nor are you mine." She laughed. Everything was alright. Anakin was going to be okay, she'd made sure he was supported. The dark side couldn't have him.

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🔥 Dangerous Game 🔥

Chapter 20

Bucky POV

I stretch my arm to the right, my hand touching the soft cotton sheets but without success.

What I'm looking for is not there.

I slowly open my eyes only to realize that the room is barely illuminated by the first rays of the sun.

I yawn rolling onto my back and extending my arms upwards.

After a few minutes I decide to get up and grab my phone from the top of the nightstand to check what time it is.

It's six in the morning.

I yawn again.

I would have liked to have slept a little longer, after all I think I fell asleep no more than three hours ago.

After a long and rewarding session of wonderful and wild sex.

I go out of the bedroom to look for her, the bathroom is empty as well as the kitchen.

The hut on the lake is immersed in dim light and silence.

I roll my eyes smiling.

I already know where I will find her.

I go out of our small alcove immersing myself in the sweet and crisp air of this morning in late August.

A few meters further on, sitting on a large blanket by the lake, there is her.

Amaya.

The red hair illuminated by the first light of the morning sways moved by the light breeze that comes from the lake.

She is wearing one of my t-shirts, on her body so small and slender it falls widely leaving one of her shoulders completely uncovered.

She sits cross-legged and right between them Alpine dozes peacefully.

I never thought I could be jealous of a cat.

That little traitor seems to be madly attracted to Amaya.

He follows her everywhere, always looking for contact with her.

She is absentmindedly stroking the little cat's head while her gaze travels lost who knows where.

My little robin is getting more and more beautiful.

I stop for a moment to observe her.

These two months we spent in Wakanda were the best of my life.

No worries, no trouble.

We spent our days lazing around, lost in each other.

Spending entire nights having sex or simply sitting by the lake and gazing at the stars.

We have found our harmony and we are building our story brick by brick.

No more secrets.

No more lies.

In short, we are trying to build our future in a mature way.

And God only knows how irremediably in love with this woman I am, by now I know for sure that I will never be able to do without her in my life.

And this thought, annoying as a woodworm, is there.

Present and fixed in my head.

I want her for the rest of my life.

And I would like to tell her but I'm terrified of the idea of screwing everything up.

I slowly approach her.

"Again?" I whisper, lowering myself behind her and sitting down.

I lower my face to kiss her bare shoulder.

Since we are here every morning before dawn Amaya gets up and with a blanket sits by the lake to watch the sun rise.

Amaya turns her head, smiling at me so sweetly that I feel my legs turn to jelly.

She tilts her head back just enough for our lips to touch.

"Good morning to you too Sergeant" she whispers to me and then kisses me again but this time with more passion.

Her tongue slowly slides inside my mouth massaging mine gently.

Slow and sensual movements.

I feel the blood literally splashing in my brain.

Is it possible that this woman, with just one kiss, is able to make me touch the sky with a finger?

Amaya ends the kiss and a whine leaves my lips, she laughs and shakes her head.

My arms wrap around her hips and her hands slide over mine and then make our fingers intertwine delicately resting on her belly.

Her eyes, green like emeralds, shone slyly.

"You are really insatiable Barnes" she whispers captivating an inch from my lips.

"Oh Snow I'll never be sated of you" I answer kissing her again.

Amaya laughs, settling herself better in my arms and resting her head on my chest.

I kiss her temple and then I lean my chin on her bare shoulder, lowering my gaze to Alpine who, as if he perceives my gaze, raises his little head giving me a look that I could almost define irritated.

Sometimes this cat scares me.

"Hey don't look at me like that!I was there before you arrived.Traitor" I whisper stroking him behind his ear.

Amaya laughs again.

"I told you he likes me more" she teases me.

"He is a gourmet when it comes to women.Just like his owner" I tell her in her ear.

I can't see her face but I'm sure she's rolling her eyes.

The silence, interrupted only by birdsong, envelops us giving us a feeling of well-being.

Peace.

Amaya sighs.

"What's going on robin?"

"I'm going to miss this place" she whispers, letting her gaze wander all around her.

"If you want we can stay"

Amaya slightly shakes her head.

"You know very well we can't.It's time to go home.New York awaits us.Nick needs me.Our friends need us"

I sigh in turn.

I know she's right but it really hurts me to leave this place.

"I know doll"

"But?"

I laugh.

This woman knows me all too well.

"I will miss what we had here.It was all so fantastic and..."

"But this is not real" Amaya interrupts me.

Her words hit me like a slap in the face.

I move away from her body, moving uncomfortably.

"What...what do you mean?What was here, between us, isn't it real?"

Amaya grabs Alpine and carefully lays him down beside her and then turns and kneels between my legs.

"James is not what I'm saying" she looks me seriously in my eyes.

"I love you and we had a wonderful time here but this is not real life.If we want it to work we have to go home and try to fit our relationship with work and everyday life" she explains to me softly wrapping her arms around my neck.

I know she is right but the fear that once we return home the past will overwhelm us with all its fury is great.

I can't deny it.

"You're right"

"I know.I'm always right" she chuckles amused.

I join in her laugh and then kiss her again.

The first rays of sunlight illuminate the pink-hued sky pouring out onto the lake, making it shine like a multi-faceted diamond.

Amaya is beautiful in front of me, her green eyes seem to shine with their own light.

I am in a place of surreal beauty and in my arms I hold the woman of my life.

And without being able to restrain my lips, the words roll down my tongue inexorably.

"Marry me"

I know I shouldn't have told her but I haven't been able to hold back.

The smile on Amaya's lips seems to petrify and slowly fades, leaving room for a whirlwind of emotions.

"What?What did you say?" she asks, laughing nervously.

"I said marry me Amaya.Marry me and let's have a baby" I repeat, now aware of having dropped the bomb and of not being able to pull back.

Did I say it on impulse?

No.

It's something I've been thinking about for a while.

Amaya shakes her head walking away from me.

We sit facing each other in silence.

"You can't be serious Bucky.We've only been back together two months ago.It's too early to even think about marriage.Have a child is..." she stammers, accompanying the words with a nervous laugh.

But I'm not laughing and she realizes it.

I think she is realizing right now how serious I am.

"No Bucky, no.I am damaged...we both are.Together we have found peace but I do not consider myself so selfish as to have a child.That...what I did...my hands got soiled with too much blood.What life could I ever offer a child?What example could I ever be?"

Amaya shakes her head nervously as if she wants to free herself from the nonsense I told her.

"Are you telling me Amaya?You know who I was.You know who I've been.And that's why I just want a normal life.A wife, children" I reply feeling pervaded by anger.

I get up with my back to her, directing my gaze towards the lake.

I feel my eyes fill with tears from the weight of her rejection.

It hurts.

Damn it if it hurts.

I feel her little hand rest on my shoulder.

"Bucky..."

"Do you know what my dream was Amaya?" I interrupt her abruptly, turning to her.

She withdraws her hand and shakes her head.

"I dreamed of coming back from the war, getting an honest job and marrying a good girl.But this opportunity was taken away from me.I believed for more than seventy years that there was nothing for me...but then you came.All I want is to marry you and buy a house to fill with children and dogs.Nothing more" I murmur feeling defeated.

Her eyes fill with tears and her hands rise in search of mine, when she finds them intertwining our fingers and lifting up on her toes she leaves me a sweet kiss on my lips.

"Listen to me James.We've been through a lot, we've only recently been together"

"Why doesn't what we had before coming here to Wakanda no longer matter to you?What was there before everything fell apart?"

"Of course it matters!And that's why we have to take it slow.Even if you believe that this is the case, I assure you that we are not ready for what you are asking of me"

"Speak for yourself Amaya.I know what I want.I want you.For all life.If you're not sure it's another thing"

Amaya looks at me as if she feels offended by my words.

But if I think about it, this could be the reason for her rejection.

I do not doubt that she loves me, I am sure of her feelings...but maybe she doesn't know yet if I am actually the man she would like to spend the rest of her life with.

"Don't bullshit!You know very well how much I love you and that you are the only one I want to spend my life with"

"So what are you saying Amaya?What are you trying to tell me?" I ask with my heart beating furiously in my chest.

She lets go of my hands to bring hers on my face, with her fingers she pulls away a lock of my hair bringing it behind my ear.

"I'm saying that I love you and that I don't want anyone by my side but you but it's really too soon.And that's why I'm telling you no.Today.Today I have to tell you no.Can you understand me?"

And so with my tail between my legs like a beaten dog I lower my head and picking up the pieces of my heart I wear my usual smile, the one I flaunted when I was sick and the world around me didn't realize it.

"Of course I understand you.I'm sorry I rush a bit too much" I tell her trying to give me a bearing.

Amaya smiles and shakes her head.

"You never have to apologize for your feelings" she whispers to me and then kisses me.

I kiss her back but honestly I feel lacking in enthusiasm.

I just hope I can pretend long enough.

"I'm sorry if I let you down.Maybe it wasn't the answer you expected" Amaya murmurs in a low voice.

"You could never disappoint me" I smile trying to be convincing.

After all, she is right.

We have to take it slow, we have all the time in this world to think about our future.

"I love you"

"I love you too" I whisper back.

"What do you say if we go back inside and do I that thing you like so much?"

I smile slyly at her words and without giving her the time to add more, I load her on my shoulder making her laugh heartily.

With large strides I reach the entrance door until I reach the bed.

I throw her on it while she's still laughing.

I turn around and see Alpine following us.

"Sorry my little friend but you can't enter" I tell him closing the door.

I turn back to Amaya who with a gesture of her hand sent me to join her on the bed.

I take off my t-shirt and shorts making her laugh again.

"Could you at least give me the satisfaction of being able to undress you?"

I throw myself on the bed next to her and she takes the opportunity to get up and sit astride me.

I lie down while my hands caress her thighs left uncovered by the t-shirt she is wearing.

"I don't like wasting time" I shrug as if the answer is obvious.

Amaya shakes her head in amusement.

"Make yourself comfortable soldier, I'll take care of you now" so saying Amaya lowers on my lips kissing me hard while she with her fingertips goes over the contours of my pectorals then descending towards the abdominals.

She continues to kiss me as her hand slips inside my boxers.

"Oh doll" I gasp.

She smiles on my lips and moving slowly makes me spread my legs and positions herself between them.

She kisses my chest and then my abdomen while her hand continues to slide along my cock and her thumb caresses the tip.

"Oh fuck" I exclaim grabbing her by her hair and making her lift her head until our eyes meet.

"I love you" I hiss between my teeth.

"I know" she replies, taking her hand out of the boxers.

Then she grabs them from the sides and runs them down my thighs until them come off.

Her hand returns to my cock and after kissing the tip she turns her gaze back to mine.

"I love you too" she tells me smiling and then her face lowers again.

After a few moments her mouth, warm and soft as velvet, wraps itself around my tip and sucking hard she slowly goes down taking it in her mouth as much as she can.

I hear her moan softly and instinctively I raise my hips to meet her.

"Oh doll!Shit!" I gasp heavily, burying my head in the pillow.

My heart beats furiously and the excitement obscures all my other thoughts.

Now the only thing I can feel is Amaya.

She is inside of me.

She is all around me.

She is in my head.

In my heart.

She is my heart.

I bring my hands into her soft hair and caress her gently.

"Good girl" I whisper about her and her eyes lift up to meet mine.

And it's one of the most exciting visions of my entire life.

Her eyes shining with pleasure and her mouth around my masculinity are the portrait of the purest lust.

I watch her as her head moves up and down and my penis sensually enters and exits her mouth.

Her tongue traces a fiery trail along my entire length leaving me stunned and breathless.

Her hand is squeezed around my cock while the other massages my testicles, ripping out of me another moan.

"I'm close doll.Don't stop" I whisper to her.

Amaya lifts her head and continuing to hold my erection in her hands she looks me straight into my eyes.

"Do you want to cum inside my mouth?" she asks me to then let out her tongue that pink and perfect, she goes to wrap around my tip.

A growl resounds in my chest and she smiles and starts sucking again but with more audacity and I move my hips pumping into her mouth.

With shortness of breath and my heart pumping at twice its normal speed, I feel the orgasm mount impetuously inside me, clouding my brain.

After a few moments I pour all my semen down her throat and she greedily greets it while continuing to lick my entire length until I have been thoroughly cleaned.

Amaya sits astride me again and I am delighted to observe her while with her thumb she wipes a corner of her lips where a few drops of my sperm are left.

Can a human being that fucking sexy and exciting?

I lift my back until I am seated.

"Takes off your clothes" I whisper to her still panting out of breath.

Amaya takes off her shirt, waiting anxiously.

I smile.

She is not wearing a bra.

This woman knows exactly how to drive me crazy.

I bring my hands to her ass as I pull my face down to her chest licking the tender flesh between her breasts.

She throws her head back, digging her hands into my hair.

"Oh James" she whispers as she moves her pelvis, seeking contact with my dick.

With my hand in Vibranium I grab the elastic of her panties and with a dry and decisive movement I tear away, stealing of her a sob of pleasure.

"Fuck me Sir"

"Not yet" I whisper, running my fingers along her slit.

I lay back on the bed.

"Come.Sit here" I invite her sensually.

"Here where?"

"Here, on my face"

Her eyes widen in amazement and her cheeks turn red.

"Are you embarrassed my little robin?" I tease her.

"We never did it" she whispers, intimidated even though in her eyes I can read the excitement for the novelty.

"Oh my baby girl!We've done a lot worse" I giggle trying to relax her.

She smiles and after a last moment of hesitation she begins to move.

She tortures her lower lip between her teeth as she positions herself right over my face.

"Oh my God doll...you are so beautiful" I whisper to her as I lose myself observing her wonderful body from this new angle.

"I've always wanted to try it" I whisper as I lift my neck and just tease her clit with my tongue.

Amaya moans and her thighs, wrapped around my head, tremble.

Slowly with the help of my kisses she becomes more and more confident until she is the one who takes control of the situation.

I just grab her perfect buttocks and tease her fold with my tongue.

At first she clings with her hands to the headboard while with her hips she swings over my face.

Her moans echo loudly in the small room.

I can't take my gaze off her.

Her body sways sensual, her pussy moves back and forth.

I feel her clit rubbing against the tip of my nose and in response my erection comes back to bully, red and angry tip bangs against my stomach.

"Suck Bucky.Suck my clit" Amaya moans, digging her hands into my hair and riding my face.

She is using me as if I were just an object intended for her pleasure.

And that drives me crazy.

I obey her will by gently grabbing her clit between my teeth and sucking it into my mouth as I tease it relentlessly with my tongue.

"Oh James...fuck!Fuck!Oh yeah" Amaya yells in unbridled passion.

Her hips move back and forth quickly until she cum wildly in my mouth.

I feel her clit throbbing incessantly and her sweet nectar dripping onto my tongue.

Her legs tremble as she shifts and then falls back heavily on the unmade bed.

I run a hand over my face, clearing the moisture of her, then turn my head to the side and meeting her gaze.

"Are you okay doll?" I ask, getting closer to her.

Amaya nods with a toothy smile.

I bring my face close to hers and kiss her.

"I love you Amaya.I don't care if we don't get married.I don't care if we never have children.The only thing I want is to always have you by my side" I admit with sincerity.

It is true that I would like to build a family with her but the most important thing is to have her with me.

Knowing that she loves me and that she is happy to be able to spend her life with me makes me feel more than lucky.

Her eyes shine brightly.

"Fuck me Sergeant.Fuck me until I scream" she whispers on my lips.

"Anything you want my love" I answer her and then roll her on stomach inviting her to lift her hips.

I position myself behind her and run a hand along her slit, wetting my hand with her moisture, then with that hand I grab my cock and slide it along my entire length.

I penetrate her with a single movement and grabbing her hips I begin to move back and forth.

Amaya moans raising her hips even more and burying her head between the sheets trying to stifle her moans of pleasure.

I let my mind go blank so I can lose myself inside her but suddenly I see her lifting her back and slipping a hand between our bodies.

She grabs my cock and slips it out of her body while continuing to hold it tight in her hands.

"What?" I ask panting.

"Do you want me to stop?"

Amaya shakes her head and looking at me she whispers lewdly "Fuck me"

"I was doing it doll"

"Fuck me here.Fuck me hard" she whispers, placing my erection in front of the entrance to her wonderful ass.

"What did you say?" I ask her taken aback by her request.

"You heard right.Do it" she whispers turning her head back looking for my lips.

"Are you sure?" I whisper once detached from her lips.

"Yeah" Amaya murmurs in a faint voice.

"Ok doll.I'll take it easy" I reply in a whisper pushing her head back towards the bed.

Amaya lets herself be guided.

I start stimulating her with a single finger and I hear her purring.

Ok, she is not new to all this so I decide to dare by slowly inserting a second finger.

She squirms a little but she continues to moan in delight.

While I continue to accustom her body to my presence, with my free hand, I gently massage her clit.

"Relax and everything will be fine robin"

I know I have to take it easy, even if for her it doesn't seem to be her first time at all.

But being very big I seriously risk hurting her if I let myself be guided only by animal fury to possess her and brand her as mine.

I stick my fingers out and very slowly approach the tip of my erection.

I press lightly allowing the tip to make its way.

Amaya moans a little louder, slightly wincing.

"I can stop at any time doll.You know the word" I whisper to her.

She whimpers again.

"No...no, don't stop" she begs me.

I caress her hips and very slowly I enter in her.

At first I remain motionless giving her time to get used to this new intrusion and me to relax for don't cum now.

I feel like every rational thought disappears, like my brain is wrapped in a blanket of lust that doesn't allow me to think rationally.

"Fuck doll!God!You're so tight" I gasp as I dig my fingers into the tender flesh of her hips.

Amaya begins to move as soon as she makes me understand that now I can too and so, with extreme caution, I begin to move within her.

We both pant relentlessly.

Amaya lifts her torso off the bed by placing her weight on her palm.

I detach my hands from her hips and after giving her a slap on her ass I go down on her making my chest adhere to her back.

My hands look for hers who are convulsively clutching the blanket and once find hers I intertwining our fingers.

"What are you?" I whisper in her ear.

"I'm a slut"

"And whose are you?"

"I am your sir" Amaya sobbed to the limit of pleasure.

While I hold myself with my hand in Vibranium, I raise the other one to bring it to her clit.

Amaya moans even louder.

"Repeat it" I order.

"I am your bitch sir"

"Forever?"

"Forever yours" she replies as a raging orgasm shakes her.

I follow her immediately after, I feel every muscle in my body stiffen and in the end I empty all my pleasure inside her.

We both collapse on the bed.

Slowly I slip out of her body rolling to her side.

Amaya lies on her stomach with her eyes closed.

"Everything is fine?" I whisper clearing my throat.

I am still deeply shocked by the pleasure I have just experienced.

She smiles without opening her eyes.

I take it as a positive answer.

I turn on my side bringing my hand to her face to brush her hair that falls in a messy way in front of her face.

"I love you Amaya" I whisper, stealing another smile from her.

Amaya POV

"I love you Amaya"

I smile and then open my eyes.

"I love you too" I reply, extending a hand towards his chest, stroking it gently.

His clear eyes seem almost made of ice and peer into me as if they could read my soul.

I must admit that his proposal before has totally destabilized me.

I married?

I mother?

I don't think.

I don't feel like I'm the right person for these roles.

I love James and I am absolutely sure that I can never want anyone else as much as I want him.

He understands me, he completes me.

He knows how to make me feel at home.

It is obvious that I will spend the rest of my life with him but I want to do it without having to put any labels on it.

As husband and wife.

Or as parents.

I shudder at the very thought.

I'm not saying I don't like the thought of motherhood but honestly with my mental health and my past could I really be a good mother?

Although Bucky may have a much more messed up past than mine I could see him being a father.

But I?

I shake my head back to the present.

I don't want to think about this whole situation anymore.

Bucky's gaze is no longer on me, he seems to be looking over my shoulder.

Something distant in time.

And he seems to be sad.

"Are you all right Bucky?" I whisper approaching him and crouching with my head on his broad chest.

His eyes seem to focus on me again.

"Yeah.Yeah!Everything is fine.As long as you are by my side everything will be fine" he smiles at me kissing my forehead.

Why do I have the impression that his words do not correspond to his thoughts?

"Are you sure?Aren't you mad at me?"

"Why should I be mad at you?" he asks me and from his clear irises I can see his real surprise at my question.

"For what happened at the lake earlier" I murmur.

I would not like to bring his attention back to this subject but I need to know that my choice is really good for him.

"Don't get too paranoid doll.Nothing happened" he tells me, slipping out of my embrace and standing up.

I sit on the bed crossing my legs and picking up the blanket to cover my nakedness.

"Nothing?You asked me to marry you and have a baby and I said no.That doesn't seem like nothing to me"

"What need do you have to bring the question back to the surface Amaya?You were all too clear and I accepted your decision.As I always do, on the other hand.You decide I obey, isn't it?" he murmurs with a fake smile on his face.

"Wow!This is really mean Bucky" I exclaim as I stand up and lock myself in the bathroom slamming the door.

I understand that he feels hurt but bringing back our old disagreements between us was really a low blow.

I sit on the toilet looking at the wall in front of me.

I am really afraid that returning to everyday life will be more difficult than I imagined.

A light knock on the door catches my attention.

"Go away Bucky.This is not the time"

But obviously he is not listening to me and opens the door leaning his shoulder on the threshold of the door.

"I'm sorry doll.I was a real asshole" he murmurs and then comes over and hands me something.

They are a shirt of him and a pair of panties.

I look at myself and only at this moment do I realize that I am still naked.

"Thank you" I whisper, grabbing the clothes but carefully avoiding his gaze.

I wear the shirt and panties and he is still motionless watching me.

He has his arms crossed and his eyes is sad.

I face him assuming the same position as him, taking a deep breath.

"Bucky I honestly don't know if I can ever give you what you want.I'm confused and you threw a bomb at me.You can't expect me to reason clearly"

His arms fall along his sides and he lowers his head disconsolately.

"I know Amaya and I'm sorry.I shouldn't have told you those things.Can we pretend I never said anything to you?" he asks me with an almost desperate look.

I can see the repentance in his eyes and I can't explain why but it hurts me.

"Oh sure!So you will do nothing but collect grudges until you get to the point of hating me" I say accompanying my words with a laugh devoid of any joy.

His eyes widen in amazement.

"I could never hate you Amaya"

"Oh you will do it, trust me" I retort stubborn.

Bucky throws his arms up to the sky.

"Then please tell me what you want me to do!" he yells in exasperation.

"God Amaya!I love you so much but when you do this you freak me out.I asked you what I asked you and you gave me your answer, why do we have to keep talking about it?"

"Because I want you to be really willing to accept my refusal"

I watch him as he rolls his eyes.

"I didn't say I don't love you Bucky, don't make that face.You know I'd be willing to die for you" I scream in turn hearing my voice break with sadness.

"I love you and I just want to be with you.Nothing more.Isn't that enough for you?" I whisper, looking down at my hands.

I hear no noise, nothing, and for a moment I think he is gone leaving me alone.

But then his feet appear in my field of vision and his arms close around my shoulders.

"Of course Amaya, you are more than enough for me.You are everything I want"

Hesitantly, I wrap my arms around his waist and sink my face into his chest.

"How about we take a shower?In an hour, the jet that will take us home will be ready and we still have to say goodbye to T'Challa and his family" murmurs Bucky with his lips on my hair.

I nod, rubbing my cheek against his muscular chest.

"Shall we take a shower together?" I ask hesitantly that he can refuse.

I hear him laugh, then moving away from me he grabs my face in his big hands.

"I was afraid you wouldn't ask me" he laughs, kissing the tip of my nose.

I laugh too and dragging him by the shirt I lure him into the shower with me.

We wash quickly stealing just a few kisses and a few caresses and in less than half an hour we are ready and headed for the royal palace.

When we arrive we find Okoye waiting for us.

"White Wolf.Agent Snow.T'Challa is waiting for you, follow me"

And without saying anything else, she turns her back on us and begins to walk.

Bucky and I exchange a glance and follow Okoye who is guiding us to the laboratory of the King's sister.

Shuri.

She and I immediately bonded thanks to our common passion.

Annoy Bucky.

Arrived at the lab Okoye greets us with a bow and disappears in the blink of an eye.

"Here you are.I was afraid you decided to stay here again" Shuri exclaims and then adds "Of course you are welcome Amaya, I don't talk to you"

Bucky rolls his eyes.

I laugh as I stand next to her who is fiddling with something on her work table.

"They are beautiful Shuri.Did you make them?" I ask looking at the wonderful Vibranium knives in front of my eyes.

"Try them" she tells me encouraging me with a smile.

"Can I really?"

Shuri nods smiling.

I grab one, it's light and well balanced.

I spin it a couple of times, toss it in the air and then catch it.

"Wow Shuri!It's perfect"

She laughs and grabs my arm and drags me with her.

"Ok White Wolf, come here and make yourself useful" she calls him back.

Bucky walks listlessly with his hands in his pockets and reaches us, Shuri grabs him by the shoulders and places him in front of a wall that seems to be made of some kind of rubber.

Right in front of me.

Then she comes back to my side.

"Try them" Shuri urges me giving me a playful shoulder.

I smile as I understand her intentions and so I turn to Bucky who has just realized that he will be my target.

A corner of his lips lifts in a sly smile.

"C'mon Snow!Show me what you can do" he says amused.

I smile, positioning myself better in front of him, there will be about 5/6 meters to divide us.

I weighed the knife in my hands and then with a lightning gesture I throw it.

The knife sticks about ten centimeters from his face.

"C'mon doll!You can do better" Bucky teases me.

Shuri at my side hands me another knife.

I grab it and immediately throw it at Bucky.

This time the blade sticks about two inches from his cheek.

He smiles, challenging me with his eyes to do more.

Okay, now it's getting serious.

I grab another knife from the hands of the Wakanda princess and without taking my gaze off my handsome Sergeant I throw the last knife that sticks into the rubber wall just one millimeter from his cheekbone.

Bucky smiles beaming.

"Here she is.This is my girl" he exults.

I smile, shaking my head and rolling my eyes.

Shuri laughs amused.

"Tell me the truth Bucky, you kept for your pretty face" Shuri teases him with a chuckle.

"Nah!I trust my doll"

Shuri picks up the three knives and then grabs another one from her work table.

"These are for you Amaya.And these for you"

So saying Shuri hands two knives to me and two to Bucky.

"They're a gift from me" she says with a shrug.

"Thank you" I exclaim embracing her with enthusiasm, she laughs returning the embrace.

"It was nice having you here" she whispers in my ear.

"My friends" T'Challa's voice makes our heads turn.

Bucky approaches the King and the two men exchange a hug.

I detach myself from Shuri to reach the King.

"Thank you for everything majesty" I murmur embracing him.

"You don't have to thank me.For you, the doors of my house are always open" T'Challa replies, dissolving our embrace.

Out of the corner of my eye I can see Bucky and Shuri exchanging a sweet hug.

Those two always tease but love each other.

Shuri took care of him.

She worked day and night to create his new arm.

She was the only one he allowed to get close to his tortured body.

Meanwhile, the King's wife, Nakia, joins us.

"I hope you waited for me to tell them" Nakia murmurs softly alongside her man.

"Tell us what?" Bucky asks as he approaches us, his arm still wrapped around the young princess's shoulders.

"My beautiful wife and I will become parents" replies T'Challa with a radiant smile on his face.

I would like to rush to my friends to congratulate them but my attention is completely captured by Bucky's gaze.

He smiles while shaking hands with T'Challa but his eyes are dull, sad.

Damn.

I know what's going through his head.

Shuri touches my arm.

"Are you all right Amaya?" she asks me trying not to get noticed by others.

I smile at her, shaking my head slightly.

"Don't worry, everything is fine.So...congratulations to you too aunt Shuri" I tell her smiling and hugging her.

I try to recover from my thoughts and approaching the two future parents I lavish myself in hugs and compliments.

"I'm happy for you my friend.You deserve it" Bucky says to T'Challa.

The latter pats him on the shoulder with a beaming smile.

"Thank you Sergeant"

While we get lost in chat, a Dora Milaje approaches us, she bows before her King and then talks.

"Your Majesty the jet is ready"

The royal family escort us to the exit where a small jet waits for us, some men are loading our luggage and the pet carrier that contains Alpine.

"Thanks again" I address everyone with all the sincerity I have.

"It was an honor to be able to visit this wonderful land" I add.

"You will always be welcome here with us" T'Challa replies.

We all hug for the last time and at a firm pace I get on the jet followed by Bucky.

We sit down watching the Wakanda get smaller and smaller under our eyes.

"I am so excited to be going home.I have missed them all.I missed Nat terribly" I sigh smiling, eager to see my beautiful New York again.

Bucky smiles at me but says nothing.

This is not good.

We absolutely have to resolve this issue.

"James..."

"I'm tired.I practically did not sleep last night, I think I will rest during the trip" he interrupts me, standing up.

He walks up to me and kisses me on the top of my head.

"Try to rest too" he tells me and then leave me alone in my seat and go to the rear seats.

I watch him sit down and close his eyes.

Okay, I got the message.

He doesn't want to talk.

Good.

Very good.

Let's avoid the subject until it becomes so cumbersome that it crushes and destroys everything between us.

I open my eyes when I hear the pilot's voice speaking loud and clear through the onboard microphone.

"We will land in about 15 minutes.Please fasten your seat belts.Thank you"

I didn't even realize I fell asleep.

Bucky is sitting across from me again but he's not looking at me, his gaze is on the window.

"Hey" I whisper yawning.

"Hey.I'm glad you rested" he tells me, giving me a short tight smile.

I don't answer him and I too let my gaze wander.

Below us the great New York expands.

I'm finally home.

When the jet lands, I don't even have time for the tailgate to open fully as I jump out into the arms of my best friend.

"I missed you so much" Nat exclaims, squeezing me tightly in her arms.

I reciprocate the squeeze.

"I missed you too Romanoff" I whisper to her.

Heavy footsteps come up behind me, it's Bucky.

He and Steve share a hug then Steve walks over to us.

"Hey will you let me say hello to my friend?" he asks muttering to his wife.

Natasha's arms tighten even tighter around my body.

"No, she is mine!" she replies by refusing to let me go.

I laugh heartily.

I had missed all of this.

Bucky walks past us stopping only to mumble that he would take the bags to my room and that he would take care of Alpine, Steve follows him and offers to help him out.

I sigh and Natasha releases our embrace.

"What happens?" Nat asks, nodding at Bucky.

"It's a long story" I reply hoping she'll let it go.

"Short version?" she asks me as we walk to her room together.

I look around and making sure there is no one I speak.

"He asked me to marry him.And to have a baby"

"What?" my friend yells.

Damn.

I quickly plug her mouth with my hands.

"Will you stop screaming please?" I ask her, very agitated and frightened that someone might hear us.

Nat grabs me by the wrist and drags me into her room.

Once the door closes behind us, she pushes me onto the bed and positions herself in front of me with her arms folded under her breasts.

"When did it happen?" she asks me.

"This morning"

"What exactly did he tell you?"

I sigh rolling my eyes.

"What is this an interrogation?" I ask, trying to hide my anxiety with a smile.

But Natasha does not give up and she remains motionless to observe me.

"He just told me marry me.Marry me and let's have a baby"

Natasha looks incredulous and she joins me on the bed and sits next to me.

"It all happened suddenly Nat.We were talking quietly and he dropped this thing"

"Why did you tell him no?" she asks me curiously.

"Is it that obvious?" I ask disconsolately.

Natasha giggles.

"He had on his grumpy old face so..." my friend shrugs.

"I can't do it Nat, I can't give him what he is looking for.I don't think...I don't think I would be able to" I admit feeling confused and frustrated.

"And how did he react?"

"Not well.We had a fight and then we talked about it.He seemed to be fine.But then T'Challa announced that his wife is pregnant and Bucky's mood has gone black.On the jet he barely spoke to me"

Natasha sighs, I'm sure her brain is scrambling to find something to tell me.

"You love him, right?"

"Of course I love him"

"Then why don't you want to marry him?"

I sigh.

"My past..."

"Bullshit Amaya.We all have a past here, even worse than yours.I'm asking you why you don't really want to marry him" the former Russian spy silences me.

I am dumbfounded and for a moment I don't know what to answer.

Why don't I want to marry him?

I don't know.

My best friend's gaze softens.

"Just listen to me for a moment ok?If you were a simple girl, not an agent or a former killer, just a simple girl.And you and Bucky were in love like now, would you accept his proposal?"

I pretend to think about it even though my heart has formulated the answer much faster than my brain has.

"Yes" I murmur with a half smile.

Natasha grabs my hands and squeezes them in hers.

"Now I'll tell you a secret Amaya.You are that simple girl.You cannot let your past define who you are today.God Amaya if we had to reason with your thinking then I shouldn't have married Steve.I was a weapon against America, I was destined to die but I was pardoned.And I fought with my whole self to regain possession of my life, I fought to give myself the right to have a normal life"

Natasha sees the confusion in my eyes.

"Hey listen to me!I'm not saying you have to run to him and say yes, I'm just asking you to consider it.Don't foreclose on something beautiful just because you believe you don't deserve it"

A lonely tear rolls down my cheek.

Natasha got the point.

I am convinced that I do not deserve all this happiness because I have spent most of my life destroying that of others.

Natasha hugs me and her sweet vanilla scent comforts me as always.

"I'm happy to be home.You always help me to see things more clearly.Thank you" I whisper with my face pressed to her soft chest.

"Am I or am I not your best friend?However, I'm glad you're back too Snow"

Suddenly the bedroom door opens and Steve walks in, followed by Bucky.

"Oh sorry!I didn't think you were here" Steve apologizes.

Natasha and I break away from our embrace.

Steve smiles and walks up to us.

"Will you join us for dinner?Tonight it's just us here at the Tower"

I shrug.

"It is fine for me.What do you think Bucky?" I ask him, addressing him directly.

I want to try to test the waters, see if he's still angry.

"Anything you want doll is fine for me" he smiles at me briefly.

I think I can consider it a success, at least he spoke to me without ignoring me.

"Perfect!Then I'll order the pizzas" Steve exclaims.

He is putting in a little too much enthusiasm.

I am very sure that Bucky has already told him what happened between us in Wakanda and Steve in the infinite goodness of him is just trying not to create further disagreements between us and to lighten the heavy air we breathe.

All four of us go to the living room and sit on the sofas.

Steve and Nat sit on a two-seater sofa while Bucky and I choose the sofa opposite, sitting at one end of the other.

We spend time chatting while waiting for the pizzas.

"Have you talked to Fury yet?" Nat asks, sipping her beer.

"Mmh mmh.He call me yesterday" I reply.

"So the four of us are escorting Rumlow and Pierce from the Raft to Washington?" Bucky asks, bringing the bottle of beer to his lips and taking a few sips.

I follow his movements, always so sensual and seductive in my eyes.

He realizes I'm staring at him and winks at me.

This is another good sign.

Maybe he's not as angry as I think.

Slowly I slide a little closer to him.

"That's right dude!Why are you making that face?" Steve asks his best friend as he massages Natasha's legs which are lazily lying on his lap.

"I don't like knowing those two bastards are out of their cell.I don't like the idea that Amaya has yet to have something to do with Rumlow"

I lift my head at his words.

"What?" he asks me when he notices I'm staring at him.

"I can take care of myself Bucky and then honestly Brock is an idiot, I'm still surprised how he could have come up with such a complex plan"

Natasha chuckles.

"I know you can take care of yourself.You don't need anyone" Bucky replies bitterly.

"And what the hell does this mean?" I ask visibly nervous turning towards him.

"Ok now enough!"

To our surprise, Steve intervenes.

He leans forward by moving his wife's legs and resting his elbows on his knees.

"Stop doing this.You two love each other and you can't go against each other like this because of this stupid proposal story" Steve exclaims with conviction.

Bucky moves uncomfortably, he seems to want to answer Steve but his friend silences him with a wave of his hand.

"I don't understand why you do this brother.Even though she told you no she love you"

I blush embarrassed.

Even though Natasha and Steve are our best friends, I would have preferred not to have to address the issue so openly, with an audience in front.

"Nat and I have come to this point after four years" adds Steve, looking his best friend right in his eyes.

I watch in silence waiting for a reaction from my boyfriend, I wait for an explanation that he did not want to give to me this morning.

Bucky just turns his gaze to the window and stays closed in his silence.

I sigh.

He is like that.

I certainly can't expect him to change just to please me.

"Listen to me Buck.I know that you are afraid of being alone, that Amaya will leave you"

I jerk my head up and burst out laughing.

I lean over to the table to grab my beer and turn to Steve.

"Steve you know very well that I love you but this is the stupidest thing you could ever think" I say giggling and shaking my head as I sit back on the sofa.

I take a sip of beer while continuing to giggle but I immediately notice the tension that has been created.

Steve looks at me seriously, Natasha's gaze is on Bucky.

I also follow her gaze and what I find leaves me incredulous.

Bucky is watching me and in his eyes there is all the pain that Steve's words have caused to him.

"You can't be serious.Tell me you're not" I giggle nervously at the former Winter Soldier.

Bucky looks down at his shoes, unable to give me an answer.

"Captain Rogers, the delivery boy has arrived" announces the voice of F.R.I.D.A.Y. making me jump.

Steve gets up and walks away without saying anything.

"Wait, I'll help you" Natasha exclaims following him out of the room.

I get up quickly and kneel in front of Bucky.

"Hey honey!Look at me" I murmur softly placing my hands on his thighs.

Bucky slowly raises his head until our eyes are level.

"Did you ask me those things just because you were afraid I would leave you?"

Bucky doesn't answer me but his eyes say it all.

There is a fear so intense and so ancient that it gives me a lump in my throat.

"Do you know that a wedding or a child would not stop me from leaving?I don't know if you know the divorce rate and single father rates in America"

"I really want to build a family with you" Bucky interrupts me.

His blue eyes shine like the twilight sky.

I put a hand to his face, pushing aside a lock of hair and placing it behind his ear.

"But not only for that, right?" I ask him in a whisper.

His eyes drop again.

"No, no James.Look at me" I get up and his attentive gaze follows my every movement.

I grab the bottle of beer that he holds in his hands and place it on the small table behind me, then I place my hands on his shoulders and sit astride his lap.

I grab a scrunchie from my pants pocket and gently pull his hair up and tie them into a messy bun.

Bucky smiles at me softly.

"What the hell makes you think I want to leave you?" I ask him curious to know how his brain works.

Bucky just shrugs.

"You won't think you can get rid of me so easily" I tease him, making him laugh.

I slowly lower myself to his lips, giving him plenty of time to refuse me but he doesn't dodge and I kiss him.

One time.

Twice.

And one more time.

"Unfortunately for you Sergeant Barnes I'm too in love with you to let you go.I think you'll have to put up with me all your life"

Bucky laughs and throws his head back.

"Yeah...I'm a really unlucky man" he replies sliding his big, warm hands down my thighs until they land on my ass and squeeze it.

Bucky places his lips on mine, his hot tongue traces the outline of my lips and then slips gracefully and sinfully into my mouth.

My hands harpoon the tender flesh of the back of his neck, making him groan softly.

"I'm sorry" he whispers on my lips.

I shake my head.

"You don't have to apologize for anything my love" I reply kissing him again and sliding my hands on his chest until they find what they are looking for.

His tags.

I hold on to it and Bucky smiles at me.

"You always do.This gesture" he chuckles, lowering his clear and crystalline gaze on my hands.

"I know it.It relaxes me, it reassures me" I reply smiling.

We kiss again but we are interrupted by Natasha's cheerful voice.

"Sorry guys but I'm hungry and I hate cold pizza" announces my friend entering the room followed by Steve who giggles.

"From what I see you have solved the problem so..." she adds sitting down and grabbing a slice of pizza.

Bucky and I smile looking into each other's eyes and sit comfortably grabbing a slice of pizza too.

"So...have you thought about taking a house all to yourself?"

I ask as I chew a piece of pizza.

"I proposed it but my wife refused" replies Steve laughing.

He doesn't seem angry at all.

"Why?" I ask curious.

Steve laughs again.

"It's your fault" he replies with a shrugs.

Bucky freezes with a slice of pizza in his hand.

"Amaya?Why would it be her fault?" he asks amused.

I turn my bewildered gaze to the figure of my best friend who continues to chew her pizza cheerfully.

She smiles at me giving me a wink.

"Because" Steve begins "she doesn't want to leave her best friend"

"And because should I do the housework" adds Natasha.

We all burst out laughing.

"Indeed, there is always food ready here and someone else takes care of cleaning.Why would I want to do these things myself?And then Tony is happy to have us here, by now he would have already kicked us out" explains Natasha trying to assert her point of view.

"You have the point sister" I exclaim, leaning forward and high-five with Natasha.

After dinner we remain on the sofa chatting until Natasha and Steve take their leave, declaring that they are tired even if from her sly smile I am sure they will not go to sleep.

Not immediately at least.

Bucky and I are left alone and I immediately take the opportunity to sit on his lap.

Bucky squeezes me against his body so that I can rest my head on his chest and with the steady, loud sound of his heart I can finally relax.

"I love you my little robin" Bucky whispers with his lips in my hair.

"I love you too" I murmur before slipping into a peaceful sleep cradled by the arms of my brave and beautiful Sergeant.

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will-on-the-internet · 2 years

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This might be unhealthy but because of the deadline: doesn’t matter when you feel like you have energy- if you have any just do something because it will go away very quickly and you don’t want to lose the moment. Try and take a nap if you can, drink so much liquid because the headache is awful, don’t be a martyr (take painkillers if you need them.)

I know you know all this but I just wanted to say I hope this passes with ease, I hope you can get your work done or an extension if it’s too much and I love you and good luck!

Sumayyah I have so much love for you!

I am spending the first few days like fully resting, binging shows and just not trying to push myself on my thesis cause I know that'll cause my body to be like FUCK WHAT ARE WE DOING....

Mainly, it's just a really sore throat, some sweats, and mild fever like symptoms. The cough has mostly gone (thank fuck that shit was rank), my breathing is fine. The most annoying part is not being able to tell what's coming from covid or what's come from my normal condition. Like is the goosebump irritation and cramps from covid and the fever, or from my normal conditions?

But I am also looking to try and get an extension (except there's so much shit about moving a thesis date back by a week it's stupid) and I am feeling a decent amount better (tuesday was the worst day) and I slept a lot better last night. I've also drank lots of teas and hot liquids and I've been taking meds, and I might get my friend to get me more later today.

Right now though, I've got 8 days until my thesis is due (without extension) and I'm feeling like I can get it done. I get out of iso on Monday morning, and I'm thinking I'll be better by then (fingers crossed).

Thank you for this sweet message, trust me, @reidsbookclub is making sure I rest!

Will x

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strangerquinns · 2 years

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Okay, but- Dylan smoking while you ride him, just like that gif of him from The Outfit where he exhales the smoke through his nose, imagine him just laying back and watching you, one hand on your ass and he's just all soft whispers like "take it baby, good girl, get us both off, make yourself cum with it and then I'll give you mine"

Dylan O'Brien x Female Reader

warning: 18+ w/ sexual situations, language, and smoking /

gif credit to @/davidsfincher

You didn't know what came over you, but when you walked into the living room and saw him smoking, you were instantly turned on. Dylan rarely smoked, it was a habit he picked up whenever he was stressed or his anxiety got to him a little too much. But when Dylan looked towards you from across the living room, and you watched the slow smirk cross over his lips - it was over.

Never have you moved across the living room so fast, throwing your top off and tossing it somewhere in the living room. Dylan cursed low under his breath as you dropped down between his open legs and eagerly pulled down his pants. He was barely able to form words when your hand wrapped around him, pumping his cock, before taking him down your throat.

"Keep it in," You told him when you pulled back, your lips swollen from sucking his cock. Dylan's brow rose slightly and stared down at you with his cigarette between his two fingers.

"Fuck," Dylan cursed when you took off your shorts, before straddling over him and sinking down around his cock. His one hand reached out and gripped tightly to your waist as you started to ride him.

Neither of you was going to last long - and you were ok with that.

Dylan looked down and watched as you sank down over him. Being turned on more and more from the erotic noise of your pussy taking him.

"...just like that, good girl...fucking take all of it." Dylan moaned "Look so good on my cock..."

You whimpered softly as you moved to rest your hands on the top of his thighs using it as leverage as you moved on top of him. Dylan let out a deep groan from within his chest as he watched you, using his hands to move up your body. The both of you were covered in a thin sheen of sweat, the room feeling hot and sticky with the musky smell of sex in the air.

"...oh fuck," You cried out as he teased your nipple, sending a shiver through your body. Your nails dug into his skin at the top of his thigh, and Dylan liked how it turned him on more. The small bits of pain mix with the pleasure.

You looked down towards him, seeing him rested against the back of the couch, a cigarette between his lips. The dark look in his eyes only had you clenching and pulsing around him more. His brows pulled together tightly as he tried to concentrate on not coming inside of you - he wanted more before it was over.

"...Dylan...oh...god, I love it...love your cock." You moaned as your hand moved down, your fingers rubbing against your clit knowing your orgasm was fast approaching.

Dylan moved the cigarette from between his lips, you watched as the smoke pushed through from his nose before coming from between his lips. He smirked when you clenched around him more, your eyes becoming more hooded. He reached over and placed the cigarette into the ashtray on the side table, before moving his hands to grab your ass and pull you towards him more.

A small scream came from you when you felt his hand smack against your ass, before grabbing them again and helping you move faster atop of him. Your hands moved to grab the back of the sofa, with your forehead pressed against his. You could still smell the slight scent of the cigarette between the two of you. Your nails dug into the soft cloth of the couch as you felt his pubes rubbing against your clit.

It felt so good, your moans growing louder and louder letting Dylan know how good it felt. This man knew your body and what made you feel good - how to make your toes curl and your eyes roll into the back of your head.

"...yes, yes...oh, just like that...please..." You begged

Dylan smacked your ass again, eliciting another small scream before you mewled softly. It was like you were getting drunk off his cock.

"...take it, baby, good girl, get us both off...make yourself cum with it, and then I'll give you mine" Dylan spoke, his voice becoming thicker and deeper "...you want that baby? Want me to fill up this pretty little pussy?"

"yes, yes...yes..." You chanted before your body began to tense above him. "Dylan! Oh...fuck, I'm cumming...ugh!"

You fell against him as your body shuttered from the power of your orgasm, it washing over your body and having you lose strength. Your head rested into the crook of his neck, your moans muffled slightly, but your hips still moving against him.

After only a moment, you pulled back and kissed along his neck, feeling him move you faster up and down his cock. His breath was becoming shorter with each stroke - Dylan was close.

Your pussy was too good, nearly too perfect. He loved how your pussy seemed to pull him in deeper like it was begging for his cum to fill you. How slick you were, and warm. It was his heaven.

"...give it to me, Dylan. I want it. I wanna feel you, I want your cum inside of me..." You whispered in his ear.

His grip tightened on your ass and he let out a deep, almost animalistic, groan from within his chest. His head falling back against the couch - your name leaving his lips over and over.

You moaned as you felt him, knowing he was filling you, just like he promised.

The two of you relaxed against one another on the couch, his hands moving up along your back before his hand grabbed the back of your neck gently, lifting your head so he could kiss you. Dylan's lips moved against yours in a lazy kiss. Neither of you making a move to pull away from the other.

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marsbutterfly · 2 years

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Haiii mi amore (of as a friend? I guess! My love as a friend!) If you haven't don't this yet, Zeke, pocco, Eren, Bertholt and Reiner react to y/n telling them she's pregnant?

Drabbles: Zeke, Eren, Porco, Reiner and Bertholdt finding out you are pregnant.

Warnings: pregnancy (duh), some period talk, mentions of miscarriage, ivf, mentions of peeing on a stick (cuz pregnancy test), unedited.

It's a regular afternoon.

Zeke has gone to work while you stay at home, free for the day. Eagerly awaiting for him to come back, you look at the electronic alarm on his side of the bed. 2:37pm.

Your focus shifts from the time towards the date on the corner of the device and realizations dawns on you a few seconds later that your period is late. You knew it was running behind but seeing the date was a shock. Two months had passed since your last cycle.

You sit on the closed toilet lid, legs cross while your right foot shakes in the air. Finally, the alarm on your phone goes off and you pick up the test, only to see that a single, strongly blue line. Before you have time to let out a deep breath, you notice a very faint second line. You're pregnant.

Panic begins to form in your stomach and it only gets worse when you hear the front door closing, realizing that Zeke has come home earlier than you were expecting, but you can't move. You sit on the toilet, pregnancy test dangling from your hands as Zeke screams for you.

Worry begins to form in his voice when he can't find you. It is then replaced by a relieved sigh once he finds you in the bathroom, until he realizes you have tears in your eyes.

"What's wrong?" He asks, kneeling before you, one hand on your shoulder.

"Do you promise to love me still?" You ask, a nervous feeling you can't shake at the pit of your stomach and the thought that he wouldn't love you anymore settles into your brain.

"What? Of course I'll still love you." He responds and you take a deep breath.

"I'm pregnant." You reply, handing him the stick. You can't read his face for a few seconds and the world feels like it is falling apart around you. When your eyes meet his, you notice a few tears cloud his sky colored eyes.

"We're having a baby?" He asks and you nod. He proceeds to lower his hands towards your stomach, kissing the area and his beard tickles your skin, bringing a laughter out. "Oh I am so happy."

"You are not mad?" You ask in a hushed voice and he shakes his head.

"How could I be mad? You are making me a father, we are having a baby." He says, the excitement in his voice is undeniable. "Oh I can't wait to tell everyone that you're pregnant."

He continues to plant kisses all over your stomach and your hand goes through his hair, messing it up completely.

"I love you." You whisper and he brings his body up to plant a gentle kiss on your lips. You know he loves you too.

"It's just a regular check-up." Eren says, lacing his fingers with yours. Your legs crossed together as you shake your foot anxiously. Your free arm rests above your knee, holding your head up while your nails go through your lips.

"Yeah, but I hate coming to the doctor's office." You respond, taking in a deep breath with some difficulty. Your mind wanders far away, hopelessly praying that a meteor would come from the sky and hit the exact 14th floor of the building you find yourself in.

The truth is that you have been hiding a secret from him, something you are not ready to share. You aren't scared of his reaction or anything of the sorts, you are just nervous. So you figured that the best way to tell him that you are pregnant would be to surprise him at the doctor's.

When your name finally gets called out and you are able to go into the exam room, the anxiety fully settles in, especially when the nurse asks the heavy question.

"Is there any chance that you are pregnant?"

You don't reply and Eren's eyes fall on you. You hand her the paperwork where you marked "yes" at the question without letting Eren see what it says. The nurse hums and leaves the room.

When she comes back, she is pulling an ultrasound machine behind her. Though he looks confused, your boyfriend doesn't say anything. The woman proceeds to place the cold gel on your stomach and bring the sensor of the machine to your stomach.

Immediately, the room is filled with the sound of a heartbeat. Eren's breathing stops for a second and his hands shake, his voice trembles as he begins to speak.

"Is that... my baby?" He asks and you notice a few tears in his eyes. He rushes towards your side, grabbing your hand tightly as he listens closely to the heartbeat coming from the ultrasound machine.

"It is." You reply, a smile and a few tears of your own. "I didn't know how to tell -"

Before you have time to finish your sentence, he has rushed out of the room. As he stands on the doorway, he lets out a scream of excitement.

"I'm gonna be a dad!" and you think to yourself that you couldn't have chosen a better father for your child.

You and Porco had been dating since high school and living together since the two of you joined the same college. It was a love story coming out of a fairy tail.

One day, while he is still in class, a sudden nausea hits you and it is enough to knock on your knees above the toilet. You sweat and moving from that position seems impossible for the near future.

It takes you almost an hour to feel the lightest bit better and that is enough time for Porco to come back home and find you holding onto the toilet for dear life.

"Do you think it was the food we had last night?" He asks, crossing his arms and legs as he props his body on the door frame. You shake your head, feeling as yet another wave of nausea washes over you.

"Porco, go to the store and get me a pregnancy test." You say, fingers barely reaching the toilet paper, the tips brush against the tissue and it unravels. You take out a decent amount and use it to wipe any remaining saliva off of your lips. He lets out a laugh.

"There's no way you are pregnant." Porco says when suddenly his expression shifts from smug to concerned, "Is there?"

"Remember that the condom broke a few months ago?" You say and notice how dry his mouth looks. He attempts to swallow but there is simply nothing there for him to do so.

It takes him less than ten minutes to make his way to the store and back.

When he walks through the door, his face is completely red and a few sweat drops drip down his left temple.

"Did you run there and back?" You ask, amused by his determination but the serious look on his face still remains. He throws the bag in your direction and you notice that his hands are shaking. "Porco, it's ok. We'll figure things out, we always do."

Your words bring him some comfort, he places his hand on his chest while taking a deep breath in the hopes of calming himself down.

Once you pee on the stick, you patiently await for the results. Porco seems more anxious than you do so you hold his hand, squeezing the surface every so often so he feels connected to you and it seems to put his mind at ease.

When the time passes, you reach for the test.

"Wait." He says and you stop your movements to look at him. "I want you to know that, no matter what, I will be by your side and love you."

"I love you too." You smile and he nods, exhaling all the air from his lungs. When you look at the test, there are two lines.

"Holy fuck." He says, placing his hands behind his head and turning away from you and, for a second, you are under the impression that he is mad until he turns back around with a smile stamped on his face. "Holy shit."

"Is that good?" You ask and he rushes towards you, grabbing your legs and lifting you off the floor, he spins you around for a few seconds before remembering of how nauseous you were earlier in the day so he immediately stops, though he doesn't put you down.

"It's amazing!" He replies, "I'm gonna be an amazing dad!"

All you can do is roll your eyes though the annoyance on your face doesn't last long when your vision meets his. Your fingers rush through his puffed up hair and he shakes his head in response, allowing your digits to go even further into his locks.

"You are going to be an amazing dad." You say and you believe every word that comes out of your mouth.

You had known for the past two weeks that you are pregnant but still hadn't told Reiner, not because you didn't want to but because you have yet to find the best way to tell him the great news.

Just telling him doesn't feel like it is special enough but you also don't want to make a grand gesture out of it.

Maybe buying some baby clothes and giving them to him? No, Reiner is too dense to realize what it means and would probably think you are going to someone else's baby shower.

Shooting him a text? "Hey, I'm pregnant lmao." No, you wouldn't possibly be able to think of the right words to not freak him out.

With some sort of dessert, like cake, after cooking him his favorite meal? Yes, that seems like the best option out of all the others. It is something easy to make and it's sweet enough that he would be happy to see it.

So you spend the next few hours while he is at work cooking and baking, always making sure to clean the mess behind you so even though Reiner would do the dishes for you without a single complaint, no matter how tired he is.

With frosting, you write the words: I'm pregnant! on the cake.

Five minutes after you finish all the cooking, you hear the keys jiggling on the other side of the door and his shoes rubbing against the doormat, he's home.

"y/n?" He inquires loudly, only to realize that you are standing against the kitchen counter, looking directly at the door he just come in from.

"Welcome home!" You reply, walking towards him before throwing your arms around his neck, he smiles in response.

"It smells delicious in here." He says, planting a kiss on your lips before throwing his bag on the floor, removing his shoes right afterwards.

"Thank you, I cooked dinner just for you!" You exclaim and the smile on his lips widen.

As you walk towards the kitchen to make him a plate, he pulls you by the wrist while pointing towards the table, a silent way of telling you that he's got this, so you simply oblige, taking your spot on the chair across from his.

After a few minutes, he places the food in front of you and you thank him. His plate is twice as big as yours and it earns a giggle out of you. When he goes for seconds, you begin to feel a little anxious, afraid he won't have space for "dessert."

He inhales the food, trying to erase the hunger he kept hidden throughout an entire day's worth of work. When he is done, he rolls his eyes in delight.

"It was amazing, thank you for making my favorite." He says and you smile.

"Go get a piece of cake." You say, adrenaline coursing through your veins. Without even realizing, you bring your hands towards your stomach to hold the area and a wave of comfort washes over you for a second.

"I'm too full, maybe later." He says, patting his stomach. The smile immediately disappears from your lips and a pout takes its place. He notices the way your face has shifted and instantly backpedals, "Or not, I'll just get some right now."

He stands up and you can see as he waddles towards the counter. He pulls up the lid and stops in his tracks once he reads the message written on the surface. He seems to be in shock for a few seconds as his body becomes completely stiff, not a fart could makes its way past his clutch butt cheeks.

After nearly a minute of silence, he breaks the tension.

"You're pregnant?" He asks, eyes locking with yours and you nod, finally standing up.

"Yes." You respond, looking towards the brown floorboards in the hopes of avoiding his gaze, you can't decipher what he is feeling at the moment.

He takes a few steps towards you, taking your hand on his as he proceeds to twirl you around before pulling you in for a tight hug, the tears that form in his eyes now dripping down his face and landing on your shirt.

"You're pregnant!" He repeats, this time exclaiming instead of asking. He kneels before you, lifting the edge of your shirt and planting kisses on your stomach. Though nothing moves, his eyes glow up. "I felt a kick!"

"Reiner, the baby is too small to kick." You say with a giggle and he shakes his head.

"I'm positive I felt something kick!" He repeats and you just let out a sigh, it is not worth the fight of explaining to him that that is not how things work. "My little armored titan."

"Do not called the baby armored titan." You demand and he ignores, whispering the name over and over again. "Oh these are going to be some long seven months."

You have been married to Bert for the past five years and have been trying for a baby for the past two. After multiple miscarriages, ivf rounds, and countless times trying, you finally did it, you're finally pregnant.

To celebrate the occasion, you decide to go out shopping to try and find the perfect way to tell him the big news, something he would never forget.

When you get to the mall, you look through a couple of stores before your eyes land on a couple of pink matching shirts for father and daughter and it reminds you of Bert.

It's delicate and beautiful yet masculine, it was perfect for him. So you run into the store, marching directly towards it and, lucky for you, it was the last pair his size.

Once you are done with the shopping, you go back home to prepare everything for him: some of his favorite fast food, a beer and the package, all sitting on the kitchen counter.

It's not until thirty minutes later that he gets home and you notice the wrapping around his wrist.

"Oh my God, what happened?" You ask, a concerned look on your face. He brushes it off, saying he tripped while at work and landed on his arm. "You really ought to be more careful."

"I know, I know." He says, embarrassed. "What's this?" He points towards the package.

"Some clothes I bought today." You respond, "Why don't you take a look?"

"y/n, I don't care about clothes, you know that." He says as he rubs his injured wrist. He stares into the fridge for a few seconds while trying to locate the orange juice.

"Please, just this once." You beg and he lets out a prolonged sigh, he was never one to say no to you.

He reaches for the bag and begins to dig through the pile of clothes that reside in it, searching for the specific one you had asked him to look at. It takes him a a minute and, with a lot of difficulty, he finally finds the color he was looking for.

"Let's see what we have here." He says, opening the shirt that says Number #1 Dad. A few tears form in his eyes as he brings the cloth closer to his chest, holding on to it tightly. "Are we having a baby?"

"We are having a baby." You respond, barely lifting your shirt to show him the smallest baby bump.

He places the pink shirt on the counter before immediately beginning to take off his work shirt. He proceeds to put on his newest gift, flaunting it around while putting on a show for you. In response, you clap excitedly.

Finally, you are expecting your baby with Bert and you already love it so much.

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