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r is a (new) worker in a cafe leah is a regular in. one day leah comes in with a few friends and some fans rush towards them trying to take photos or autographs.
eventually the pile of people just kinda grow and block the entry . r sees this and shoos the group of people off for blocking the entrance. and leah is just there standing with that signature smirk admiring this girl who she's never seen before that's just saved her and her friends some time
when leah is ordering she talks to r, thanking them for shooing the people off. (+ some teasing and friendly banter and stuff )
they have a small talk before leah's order comes in and she goes back to the table her and her friends in. before leah and her friends leave the musters up the courage to talk to you one more time, asking for your name, your number anything she could use to know you better.
r teases leah and says something like "if i call you am i gonna just be 'one of your girls'?" something among those lines.
sorry if this is a bit boring but i tried. i love your work btw keep it up!! you're doing amazing🙏
no p2 to this! just a cute little blurb
one of your girls II l.williamson
"-and obviously you know how this works?" evelyn, your new boss, chuckled as she patted the top of the large espresso machine. "i certainly hope so." you grinned toothily, the older girl still walking you through it all quickly anyway.
"well, thats the tour over then. jobs yours!"
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you survived your first few days unscathed, your work ethic and natural confident charm had you well liked among your coworkers and earned you regular hours as customers were showering your coffee with compliments.
the small cafe wasn't overly busy of an afternoon so you found yourself rostered mostly on mornings which you didn't mind, happy to start around five if it meant you could be home not long after lunch time and have the rest of your day as your own.
being one of the only cafe's on the street meant you had a large handful of repeat customers, and with your memory one of your best assets you knew most if not all of their orders off by heart by the end of your first week.
which is why your curiosity was peaked one morning when a group of girls you hadn't seen before came bundling in around seven in the morning, all in matching uniforms you assumed they were on a team of sorts but sports had never been of a great interest to you.
when your friends and peers were running around kicking a football or playing tag you had your head buried in a book or challenging someone to a card game, you were quite introverted until your teenage years and it wasn't until you left school all together that you came completely out of your shell.
as they all took turns ordering you clocked that there was a handful of different nationalities among them, australian, irish, british and something european you couldn't quite place.
they were all friendly enough though, two of them a blonde and a brunette leaning against the counter speaking with you as you made their coffees with a smile, all ordered at once under the same name.
"so which one of you is katie?" you questioned with a quirk of your eyebrow, the brunette sending you a grin. "that would be me, haven't seen you round here before though. you new?" katie questioned, irish accent thick and the grin never dropping from her face.
"could say that. been here a little over a week though and never seen any of you." you smiled back, leaning your head back a little as you frothed the milk and moved the wand out, hot steam flooding your vision.
"ahh see this is our regular spot but we've been jetsettin. famous footballers and all that!" katie winked as you hummed and the blonde beside her rolled her eyes.
"ignore her, if her head and her ego get any bigger she won't fit through the door!" the blonde nodded behind her as you laughed and katie pushed her.
"ah shove off russo. see ya round then new kid!" katie winked again, grabbing one tray of drinks as the blonde grabbed the other and sent you a smile, the other girls following out after them.
surviving the morning rush not long after you were taking a well earned break and sipping at a coffee of your own though you stood as a group of teenagers burst inside, their chatter filling the previously quiet room.
plastering a smile on your face you slipped your coffee beneath the counter and readied yourself to take their orders. as they rattled them off almost all at the same time you did your best to put them through, only missing two as you read them back.
half the group taking a seat a few of the girls hovered by the machine as you moved to start their order, your coworker dipping out back to toast the sandwiches ordered alongside the drinks.
"do you ever get arsenal players in here?" one of them asked as you gave her an odd look. "i don't really watch sports much, sorry." you shrugged honestly, that answer seeming to displease her as she frowned.
"like arsenal women, the football team? any of these girls?" you flinched back a little as another one of them shoved a phone in your face, eyes narrowing as they roamed the team photo in front of you, recognizing a few of the girls with katie this morning.
though sensing maybe there was something a little off with the request, you again shrugged. "don't really remember sorry, we get a lot of people in here, especially on a tuesday morning." you smiled politely as again the girls frowned, turning away from you as you focused on filling their order.
"all done!" you smiled as you slipped the last coffee into the tray, rolling your eyes as they grabbed them and gave you a weird look, hurrying over to their table.
it wasn't hard to know you'd been mentioned once or twice in their conversation as heads frequently turned to glance at you and you pretended not to notice, suddenly feeling like you were back in high school again.
you perked up as the bell for the door rang and a new group entered, but your eyes flickered over to the girls already sat down, recognizing one of your new customers to be in the same uniform as katie and her friends.
sure enough the moment the girls noticed they were up to their feet, crowding around the footballer who smiled politely and took a few photos, but you could see in her eyes that her smile never made it all the way there.
it would seem word traveled fast as within a couple of minutes a second group of teenagers appeared and you watched the blondes polite smile turn to a frown and though you couldn't hear what she was saying, you could see it wasn't being listened to.
brushing your hands off on your apron you hurried around the counter and toward the front door. "hey! if you're not a current customer, out." you warned sternly, raising your voice at the group and nodding for the blonde footballer to step inside.
"i said current." you repeated, blocking the second group of teenagers from entering as the blonde and her friends made their way to the counter. "our friends are in there, we're with them." one of the girls pointed out.
"your friends were just leaving, since their drinks and food are finished." you nodded to the empty plates and discarded takeaway cups sat on the table they'd abandoned.
"you can't kick us out." the girl from earlier frowned with a scoff. "i'm not kicking you out, but we have every right to deny service to people who don't know how to act with respect." you raised an eyebrow.
"and harassing footballers who are just trying to get a coffee doesn't sound very respectful, does it? they're humans too, so how about giving them a little privacy. feel free not to come back!" you nodded for them to move on after that, ignoring the insults thrown your way as you closed the door and headed for the counter, your coworker already taking their orders.
"nicely done, talk about an attitude problem." the girl chuckled as she handed you the order slip, sending you a wink and ducking out back as you sighed with relief it didn't seem you'd be getting in any sort of trouble.
"hey, thank you for that." you looked up to meet a confident smile and a set of bright blue eyes looking back at you. "no problem, but does that happen a lot?" you asked with concern. "more than i want. especially in the last year since the euros!" the blonde sighed with a slight chuckle.
"not a big sports fan, you might need to elaborate on that." you admitted with a smile, the blonde raising an eyebrow with a surprised look. "you don't know who i am?" she questioned but seeing the look on your own face she clearly rethought it.
"jesus that sounded self-absorbed. let me try again, i'm leah!" she held her hand out with a grin, you shook it and introduced yourself back.
"so, you're new around here right? i come at least four times a week with the girls normally and i've not seen you. i'd have remembered!" leah leaned against the counter, confident smile plastered back on her face again.
"seems to be the common theme. let me guess, you've been out of town jetsetting?" you chuckled as leah gave you an odd look. "some of your teammates were here this morning, katie said the same thing." you revealed as leah hummed thoughtfully.
"also seemed to like to think of herself as a big famous footballer, but she wasn't shocked i didn't know her though." you teased as leah playfully rolled her eyes.
"how about i take you for dinner as an apology?" leah asked somewhat hopefully, even surprising herself with the forwardness of her request. "so i can be one of your adoring fangirls? thats cute. but i don't date customers, leah." you smiled, sliding over the tray of coffees
"did you see me order these? they're not under my name, technically i'm not a customer." the blonde smiled charmingly and you shook your head amused at her persistence.
"mm you're drinking them here though? customer." you smiled back, nodding to her friends who were already sat down at a table eating food.
"it was nice to meet you leah, i'm sure i'll see you around."
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turns out, it was a lot sooner than you thought.
that afternoon to be exact as you were out walking your best friends dog, having agreed to babysit her precious fur baby while she was away at a wedding for a few days.
you watched with an amused smile as bear raced after his ball, laughing as he nearly fell over his paws, the poor puppy growing at a rate which he couldn't seem to keep up with.
you jumped in surprise as suddenly a dog sprinted through your legs in a flash of tan fur, taking off after bear as you heard a groan behind you. "bella! come here, sit, stay, heel! oh fuck whats the word again?" you looked up to see a flash of blonde dart past you next.
"bear!" you whistled noticing the new dog sniffing him curiously, the chocolate labs head whipping toward you as you whistled again and he took off toward you, the new dog following eagerly after him.
as bear dropped in a sit by your feet you squatted down and carefully grabbed the new dogs collar, the owner racing over toward you as you checked the tag, bella.
"well aren't you lovely." you smiled, scratching behind her ears as she licked your hand making you laugh. "bella! we do not lick strangers its impolite." you looked up with a smile which was wiped away as bella's owner looked down.
"wow are you stalking me? crazy fangirl." leah tutted with a smirk as she clipped bella's leash back on and you scoffed. "i'm sure you'd like to think so, but i haven't even given you enough thought to google your last name." you hit back as she gasped and held a hand to her chest, bear running off again as bella tried to follow with a whine.
"my poor ego, that hurt." leah sighed with a shake of her head as bear returned, dropping his ball at your feet as you clipped his own leash back and slipped the ball into your pocket.
"i'm sure it'll recover when the next adoring fan asks you for a selfie. maybe next time i'll leave you to the wolves and just do my job." you smiled, starting to walk off as leah was quick to fall into step with you.
"you mean you're not a security guard?" leah spoke with mock surprise as you hummed. "only a lowly barista." you pouted sarcastically, bear and bella also walking in step.
"might be in the wrong profession, you're proper scary." leah smirked poking at your arm as you pushed her gently, not missing the sarcasm in her tone at the obvious height difference between you both, the blonde easily two heads taller.
"didn't see you complaining about the coffee so i don't think i've missed my calling." you laughed as leah shook her head. "wouldn't know, i had the hot chocolate. not the best i've had!" the blonde shrugged as you scoffed.
"well if you can run on a football pitch like you can run your mouth i'm sure you're just as famous and successful as you think you are." you hit back though the smile on your face betrayed the false offence in your tone.
"oh even more so! best in the world." leah stated dead seriously as you both exchanged a glance and her face broke into a grin, bumping her shoulder into yours.
"well. we're not in your workplace so i'm not a customer, can i take you to dinner? i'd ask you out for coffee but i don't drink it and i'm sure you think you're just as good at making it as i know i am at football." leah smirked and despite the cockiness you could see just a flicker of nerves in her eyes as you both stopped walking for a moment.
"are all footballers this insufferably self absorbed?" you questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"only the really really talented ones." leah grinned cheekily, beanie sitting lopsided on top of her head as you smiled.
"fine, dinner. so i guess i have to give you my number then lily." you pulled your phone from your pocket. "leah." the blonde corrected as you exchanged numbers.
"oh was it? just such a forgettable name and face." you shrugged, both of your walking resuming as leah hummed. "cute." the blonde retorted with a smirk and a shake of her head.
"i am. and by the end of dinner maybe i'll have humbled you just enough that i might tolerate a second date with...sorry was it lucy? layla? luna?" you pondered with a frown as leah shoved you with a grin.
"leah."
#woso#woso community#woso x reader#leah williamson#leah williamson x reader#woso fanfics#woso imagine#woso blurbs#engwnt
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So hear me out, this is gonna be a SatoSugu x reader.
Gojo and Geto are already dating, you can choose either they’re keeping it a secret or not, and what if past Gojo and Geto came to the future accidentally, and they’re stuck for a few days. The reader who is an adult is in love with Gojo and Geto, which btw she used to be a student to them, but since she knows they’re dating, she’s trying to date other guys, I honestly have no idea where I’m taking this but I’m asking is that adult Gojo and Geto find out that she had a crush on them because of their younger selves. And then they try their best to make her like them again and eventually turn her into their girlfriend.
Now, before and after - the same
Summary: For as long as you can remember, you love your teachers. But they are a couple. You didn't want to ruin their relationship. You lived with a broken heart. However, why do you see younger versions of them in your home? They want to change it. They want you to be happy. Because they fell in love with you. That's why their older versions must have loved you too.
SatoSugu x fem reader
Warnings: broken heart
Words: 2.5k
"Wha–?!"
The teenagers turned back to see you standing behind them as they sat together on the bed where they suddenly appeared.
The curse they were fighting was irritating, taking them to different places. And after they overcame it, they suddenly found themselves in someone's house?!
What is it?
You watched as two teenage boys stared at you with slightly widened eyes.
Until you finally recognized them by their characteristics.
You never thought your young teachers looked like this when they went to school.
Gojo had almost the same hair, but without the undercut at the back of his head.
Geto's hair was shorter and completely in a bun. You recognized him by his bangs and earrings.
Also, their eyes haven't changed at all.
"Satoru and Suguru?" You asked standing next to the wall.
"Yeah..." muttered the white-haired man.
"Why are you here?"
"Who are you?"
Their faces were surprised as you explained everything that happened to them. That's all you are.
And you've seen Satoru's hand searching for Suguru's hand sometimes...
Just like when you were their student...
Their first student...
Why did you have to be their first apprentice? Plus, you were the only one this year. That's why you were always alone with them.
That's why something unexpected happened...
You fell in love with your young sensei...
You were 16 and they were 22.
Why were you now 22 and they were 17 or 18?
Because you remember that they once fought a curse on one mission. They answered you about it.
That it once took them to another country for a few days, and then they were back in Japan.
That was weird.
But oh well. In the world of Jujutsu, that was almost normal...
They started to be very easy with you.
And you saw their youthful love.
They had been together since they were teenagers.
That's why you couldn't be angry with them.
You fell in love with your teachers... And now you clearly knew that everything between them started sooner than you thought.
When they met you, they had already been together for five years...
So you couldn't argue.
That's why your heart ached.
Even now that you've grown up. You've seen them now.
You moved out right after graduation and you don't keep in touch with them.
They are still together. You see them sometimes when you go to the Jujutsu School to report after a mission.
But that wasn't enough.
You still loved them. But you couldn't change the fact that they're together now. You couldn't separate them.
You were happy for them.
But your heart ached.
You've been dating, but you've never once fallen in love with someone else. You've never been as nice with anyone as you have been with them.
Only they could draw your sincere smile out of you.
You loved them for everything they had. Advantages and disadvantages.
But you couldn't force them to love the same thing about you.
They don't love your flaws and virtues. They don't love you.
You ran away from them so you wouldn't suffer from seeing them together. And you wouldn't have anyone to make you as happy as they did.
That's why you wanted to live alone, to calm down. To control your emotions.
To control your feelings for them.
But they always show up...
To calm your feelings, you'd have to never see them again.
But you see them sometimes.
And they do not hide their relationship.
That's why it hurts you more.
That you can't have what they have.
That you can't hold their hand and walk between them.
That you can't feel the lips they connect.
That you can't hug them.
You can't hear them say they love you.
You miss the times when you just fell in love with them. Your love was so innocent. And you loved them even though they were already together. You saw how they are a couple. But nothing bothered you.
Only later did you start to see that they wouldn't pay attention to your feelings at all. And you wanted to quit.
You did everything to fall in love. But it didn't do anything.
That's why you ended up on the other side of Tokyo, away from them.
Not keeping in touch with them, even though you all would like to.
They have other disciples now.
They now have Panda, Maki, Toge and Yuta. They have Megumi, Yuji and Nobara.
They didn't need their former apprentice.
The first student they ever taught anything.
That's why you cried at night, knowing you'd never be noticed by them.
"What's wrong, (y/n)?"
You turned around to see a young White Haired man standing next to the couch you were supposed to sleep on.
They were two. And in addition, they could sleep in one bed. That's why you let them do it by giving them your bigger bed.
However, you couldn't sleep.
You were sitting on the couch with the TV on so quiet you couldn't hear any sound.
"Satoru..." you muttered, looking at his blue eyes without glasses.
"Something happened? You look sad." He sat down next to you.
That's what his adult version always said.
Same.
That made you even sadder.
"You can tell your sensei." He laughed. "But seriously, you can really tell me."
You looked down at your hands as you sat silently.
His hand has been placed on yours.
To get your attention.
"Satoru...I just..." you started but you were unable to continue.
"Yeah?"
You closed your eyes, sighing.
He's not the Satoru that's in this timeline anyway... He's from the past...
"I just, ever since I was your student, loved you..."
His eyes widened as he blushed slightly.
Adult Satoru never blushed.
"You... you love us...?"
"Your older versions... I never met you when you were teenagers... I know it's stupid and I shouldn't be telling you this. But it won't change anything anyway."
"Why didn't you say you love us?!"
You suddenly hushed him.
"Shhhh... Not so loud! Suguru is sleeping!"
"He's awake. He woke up just like me..."
You sighed at this...
"So why didn't you tell us?"
"You are a couple. I didn't want to destroy our relationship. That's why I let it go..."
"You could have told us! We sure loved you! You are so nice and pretty! Sweet and caring!"
You blushed but laughed.
"Ever since I've known you, I've never once felt that you could think that way."
"It's not like that!"
"Go to sleep. You'll probably be back home soon. But for now, I'll try to take care of you."
You left the room and went to the bathroom.
And you sat on the floor.
"Suguru... There's no (y/n)..." the white-haired moaned, jumping on his boyfriend's stomach.
The weight made the dark-haired man exhale in surprise as the weight appeared on his body.
"What?" He groaned looking at him.
"She is not at home!" he said louder.
They just woke up.
Gojo told him yesterday that you fell in love with them, but you let it go and left.
And when he wanted to check on you, you were gone!
You were an adult, but you promised you wouldn't leave the house without telling them where you were going!
Where did you go?
Yesterday you were scrolling through your phone and texting someone.
But they were more worried about gdixe you are and gdixe you went.
They put on their uniforms and immediately left the house.
They certainly didn't know the streets or anything.
But they walked in circles for several hours.
Until suddenly they saw a familiar face in the restaurant they used to go to.
Well, now it's not a new restaurant. And while they were at school it was.
But you were there.
You sat at a table, lazily swirling your drink as a guy sat in front of you.
From what they've seen, you're already finishing your food. Only drinks left.
But when they saw this guy reach up to your face to put his hand on your cheek, they almost punched the glass with their fists.
You moved a bit away from his hand, and said something they couldn't decipher because they couldn't hear.
But that didn't change the fact that you're sitting in a restaurant with some guy right now!
But right after that the waiter came and gave you the bill, I think.
While this guy was paying, you lazily turned your head to the window. So they quickly ran away.
As they lurked behind the wall, their heads poking out, they saw the two of you leave, walking in the opposite direction of them.
They leaned even more.
Their blood was flooded as they saw this guy trying to grab you by the waist as you walked.
But as soon as his hand tried to pull you to him, you pulled away.
"I'm sorry... I'm not in the mood today..." you mumbled. You sounded sad.
You were on a date with this guy!
you liked him. But sometimes he was pushy. Especially since you've been dating for a while.
And you thought he was the one who would be your escape from your feelings for them.
But you still can't.
"Would you like to come over today? You seem sad. I'll keep you company." He said with a small smile as you stood there.
"No thanks... I'm tired. Thank you for meeting me." You said with a small smile.
When Satoru heard him say that, his legs shifted a little more to see you more.
And he saw how you smiled slightly at him.
Then he got mad because you went on a date with someone else! And it's obvious you didn't enjoy it! You love their older versions! So it is and so it must be!
He almost fell over from how much he bent over.
If it wasn't for the dark haired man's arms, he would have fallen and you would have caught them peeping at you.
Geto wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him down. Making them both fall to the sidewalk, but hidden around the corner of the building.
You haven't seen them.
Especially that Gojo was sitting there like a grumpy child, between Suguru's legs who saved the situation.
"We have to find us from the future!" He said firmly. "Since we can't do anything, we have to tell them that she loves us! They sure love her!"
They only had one problem...
Since they were teachers, they must have been at Jujutsu High.
But they didn't know how to get there...
After a long and hard search for some means of transport, they managed to find their way to their school.
And as they walked along the sidewalks, they saw that nothing had changed.
The school was empty as always.
They couldn't find them quickly.
But there was something that happened. At the same time good and bad.
"Who are you?"
They heard a voice behind them.
They turned to see three people about their own age in similar uniforms.
"And who are you?" White Hair asked, looking over his glasses at them.
These two, according to them, resembled their teachers.
"Are you from Kyoto?"
"Kyoto is shit." he growled.
"Who are you? You have sorcerers uniforms." Said the pink haired.
"Are you students here?" The dark haired one asked.
He nodded.
"You look as stupid as Sensei with those glasses." The girl grimaced. "Such glasses are out of fashion. Bun too, I guess..."
"Respect your elders, brat!"
"Where are your teachers?" Geto looked at the dark-haired boy.
"They should be around here somewhere. Do you know them?"
"You could say."
They looked at the quarrel between the girl and the white-haired man.
"You are Geto Suguru, right?"
"Hmm?"
Fushiguro recognized them. It was obvious.
Unlike the others, he met them when they were that age. As teenagers.
"Yeah." He smiled slightly. "So you probably recognize Satoru..."
"Yeah..."
They looked at the further quarrel as the White Haired man laughed at the height of the girl.
"What's going on here?"
They all looked in one direction to see two tall men walking towards them.
"Sensei!"
The disciples left to give them passage.
The older ones set against the younger ones.
"What the hell?" The dark haired man raised one eyebrow, looking at the white haired boy in front of him.
But the White Haired boy's eyes flashed as he saw the older Suguru who was a bit taller than him.
And next to him stood an even taller white-haired man, looking at the younger Geto.
And suddenly he smiled, wrapping his arms around the shoulders of the younger Suguru.
"Suguru! I told you you looked good in school!" He laughed, hugging him.
"Suguru..." the younger moaned as his older version hugged his boyfriend. Jealous.
"Satoru, there's no time for this. let him go. We don't know why they're here." He grabbed his collar.
But his one hand was placed on the younger Gojo's back, making his cheeks burn.
They all had to calm down.
It was supposed to be for you!
Not for them to meet!
"W-We're not here to meet you like this!" Suguru moaned, pushing the adult Gojo's chest away. "It's about (y/n)!"
They both calmed down hearing your name.
"(y/n)?"
"She loves you!" the younger Satoru said.
"She has been heartbroken ever since she met you because she loves you! And now she was on a date with some guy! She's not even happy!"
"On a date? Our girl? That's weird... Because I didn't expect her to love us..." suddenly his lips turned into a smile. "Suguru! That means she loves us too!"
Nobody knew what to say.
You all loved each other.
But no one knew about it...
What a life...
And they were needed to tell them about it. And for them to enjoy.
"When you get home, our timeline will change. And what you know now will remain. You will know that she loves us. That's why when you come home, we'll be together."
They didn't even remember coming home. One day later? One hour later? They don't remember anything.
But they remember that there will be some girl (y/n). And this girl will be their love.
While in the future, three people lay in a huge bed.
Your head was resting on the forearm you used as a pillow.
When you open your eyes, you saw the bright face of your former teacher. With eyelashes lying smoothly on the cheeks.
His hands were around your waist. your bare waist.
Nothing left of your broken heart. You don't even remember that you ever suffered and cried because of them.
You just felt their warmth.
You reached for his cheek, stroking it lightly.
And then you reached your hand to the hand that was lying on his side, connecting your fingers with Suguru's, who was lending you his hand as a pillow.
All you remember after everything that's happened is that since they became your teachers, you love them.
And you've been together all these years.
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Happy New Year!! a kiss for each of you! 🤍 (this ficlet is nsfw btw)
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Do you think I’d get in trouble for killing Brian?
Steve smothers a smile as he leans against the kitchen counter, his thumbs tapping a quick reply.
If you kill your boss, who’ll pay you?
I’d become the boss. And I wouldn’t make anyone work on New Year’s Eve.
It’s cute how irritated Billy is about working for a mere 5 hours instead of 8. Sure, he had to wake up at his usual time (at the asscrack of dawn) but at least he’s off earlier and off tomorrow.
It doesn’t stop his boyfriend from complaining, of course
Only two more hours and then we can spend the rest of the night snacking and watching movies :)
They don’t have any ‘real’ plans for tonight. They went out last year, to some bar with Robin and Heather, and it had been so goddamn busy that after Billy got a drink spilled on him, they promised each other to stay in next year.
And here Steve is, in their apartment, decorating for their cozy evening and preparing the snacks and drinks. He even got a bottle of champagne to pop at midnight.
Billy doesn’t text back so he figures someone came to pick up their car from the shop, so Steve continues his attempt to string up the small ‘Happy New Year’ banner across the wall above their couch.
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Stupid fucking clients and their goddamn cars.
Billy frowns to himself as he clocks out, waving ‘bye’ to his boss and throwing a “Happy New Year,” back at him as he ducks out into the cold.
Parked right in front of the shop is the Beamer, waiting idly, and Billy rips open the passenger door to get in — and freezes as the lights come on inside and Steve’s sitting there with a smile, looking cozy and warm and happy.
It makes the tension bleed out of his body just to see his boyfriend.
And then he flicks his gaze down to the seat and there’s a bag of McDonald’s waiting for him. His usual order, probably.
His empty stomach rumbles with hunger and he sighs in relief as he picks up the bag and sits down, shutting the door before leaning over to pull his pretty boy into a hard kiss.
He feels Steve hum in surprise but reciprocates easily, chuckling as Billy pulls away and all but rips open the bag to stuff a few fries into his mouth.
“I figured you’d be hungry and cranky,” Steve grins, “So I got your usual.”
“You mean you came prepared,” Billy smirks softly as he opens up the little box of nuggets.
It’s fucking sweet how attentive Steve is to him. How he knows how to cheer him up after a stressful day. Billy’s beyond lucky to have him.
Five years and still going strong.
“Thanks, baby,” Billy hums as he leans over again, gives Steve a salty french fry kiss as they’re pulling out of the spot.
“Mm, you’re welcome,” Steve smiles, loving him.
✨
They get home and Billy heads to the shower to wash off the scent of oil and grease from the shop as Steve gets into his usual soft shorts and a worn t-shirt — his usual ‘stay in’ clothes.
They’re also easy for Billy to remove, if needed.
He slips on a pair of sweats and nothing else, joining his boyfriend on the couch amongst the blankets, pulling Steve against him immediately and kissing at his cheek and jaw, mumbling into his ear, “I didn’t kill Brian.”
A soft laugh leaves his pretty boy before he turns his head, pecking his lips and humming, “Good, ‘m glad.”
The TV isn’t even on yet and they’re already making out like teenagers, bundled up under the duvet pulled from the bed and rubbing their hands along each other’s bodies, warming up from the cold.
It’s sweet and slow, soothes Billy’s nerves from his stressful day of last-minute clients showing up with broken whatever’s and busted this and that’s. All easy fixes, but annoying people rushing him and constantly checking in on him — and Brian telling him to ‘hurry up’.
It was the old bastard’s fault for opening for half a day.
But, none of it matters now, not when Steve’s pressing his lips to his ear and mumbling ‘missed you’ into his ear like the lovesick man that he is.
“You missed me while I was at work?” Billy grins, sweet on him and gently brushing the tip of his nose against his boyfriend’s.
Steve gives him a quiet nod and whispers, “Missed my baby.”
Because Billy is his baby. Steve’s to spoil, to love, to care about. It’s soft as fuck and so pussy, but Billy loves it. He loves that he can be soft and sweet with Steve like this, in the privacy of their home.
His eyes half-lidded and staring into those brown doe eyes, Billy smoothes his palm along Steve’s thigh and whispers back, “Missed you, too, sweetheart.”
And they smile at each other, both filled with that mutual love and adoration, sitting in that warmth together until Steve finally gets up to turn on the TV.
✨
It’s close to midnight and they’re on their third movie, Billy laid back across the couch with Steve half on top of him, both of them watching the screen until Billy feels restless.
Maybe it’s the warm, tipsy feeling he has from the snacks and drinks. Who’s to know.
But, he smoothes his hand down Steve’s back under the covers and goes lower, dipping his hand underneath the soft shorts to grab at the flesh of his boyfriend’s ass, feeling firm muscle and soft skin.
“Mm,” Steve hums, acknowledging but not protesting.
Billy gives the muscle another squeeze, a little harder, and mumbles, “Cute decorations.”
Steve hums again, replies with a soft, “Thanks.”
“Did it take you long to put them up?” Billy asks, feeling his boyfriend’s dick begin to press into the side of his hip.
Count on Steve to get hard with just a squeeze of his ass. The guy is hornier than Billy, despite what their friends believe.
“No,” Steve whispers as he turns his head to press his mouth against Billy’s throat, licking across his skin, inhaling the scent of shampoo there.
Billy grips the flesh in his hand again, inches his fingers down to rub at his boyfriend’s rim, feeling the heat of him there and hearing the soft sound he makes.
Steve ruts his hard dick into Billy’s hip again, sighing out a moan into his neck.
“What’s got you all worked up?” Billy hums playfully, feels the flutter of Steve’s hole against his touch.
“You,” Steve huffs, pulling away just to look at him, and that’s when Billy gets to admire the flush on Steve’s face and the way his eyes are half-lidded. “You gonna shut up and do something or you wanna keep talking about the decorations?” He asks in that bitchy tone Billy likes, even quirks a brow.
Billy’s smile grows at that and he pulls his hand out of Steve’s shorts, licks two fingers before putting them back against his hole and humming, “Okay, I’ll do something. I’ll play with your hole until you cum in your shorts.”
The press of his fingers is made slick with his spit, his fingertips rubbing circles against the puckered skin while Steve stares at him, slack-jawed and his blush going from pink to red as the words settle in his brain and he hooks his leg across Billy’s hips, rolling his own to grind his dick there.
“You’re so fucking dirty,” Steve whispers, as if he doesn’t love it, panting as Billy doesn’t stop, rubbing and rubbing while they never look away from each other.
Brown on blue the entire time, until Steve’s panting open-mouthed and his face twists pretty, cumming in his shorts just like Billy said he would.
“Mm, there we go, that’s it,” Billy praises softly as Steve ruts his hips, feels warmth bloom against his hip as the cum soaks through Steve’s shorts and against his sweatpants.
Steve’s pulling him into a hard kiss then, sucking on his tongue and still moaning, let’s Billy take over and kiss him deep, licking into his mouth and gently biting his lips.
From the apartment downstairs and above them, they hear cheering, and both of them glance over at the clock on the wall.
12:00am.
They look at each other with matching grins and chuckle, sharing another kiss — this one chaste and sweet.
There, on their couch, they whisper ‘Happy New Year’ to each other between kisses and quiet laughter.
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Oh my god your writing has me in a choke hold!!! I’m curious about Hands and/or Shut Up, please! Your brain is amazing and lovely and I’m very excited to hear anything you have to share about your WIPs💚
Thank you so much! I've got a couple Hands asks marinating and nothing to offer for them yet, so Shut Up is the Twitter Beef AU (another excerpt here) where Hob is a comparative lit professor and Dream is an underground electronic artist, and Hob comes for him on Twitter. Death meddles and drops a diss track. Hob finds out at his last lecture before hols and plays it for his course in a fit of pique, and...ends up having the best two hours of his teaching career?
He slides into Dream's DMs for the first time under the cut:
He catches sight of the time and is surprised to see it’s five minutes past the hour. Normally, his cue is when a handful of students start pointedly packing their things in the last few minutes of the lecture. “Okay, we’ve gone on too long, because you’re all still here, letting me, but I do need to get to office hours, so let me conclude with the argument that this is why textual analysis is so important, right? The author chooses their words to say more than one thing, and, as we learned, having additional knowledge of where they’re coming from - historically, socially, culturally - is the real Rosetta stone for understanding their message. I encourage you to think about that while you choose your final paper topics over break. A final reminder that your draft thesis is due on our first week back, and yes, I will be able to tell if you came up with it that morning, so please, please, give it some thought. If anyone feels keen and wants to talk about their ideas now, you know where to find me. Office hours go until 6. Alright, go, be free. My apologies to anyone who was excited for Marlowe - we’ll cover him when we come back instead! Have an amazing break, folks.”
Students are coming over already and he holds up a quelling hand. “Office hours, guys. I have other classes! I’ll see you there.”
It’s true, of course, but also he wants just a quick moment to himself to do something. Slinging his bag over his shoulder, he pulls out his phone and ignores all his notifications to send a DM to Morpheus before he can think too hard on what he’s doing.
didn't know you needed to be protected by your big sis, next time i'll go easier on you x
He hesitates, deletes the x, and sends it, and jams his phone back into his pocket. After his office hours - exhaustingly well-attended - he finally has a chance to check his phone again. He's not used to actually having three hours worth of students to talk to.
There's three messages from Morpheus.
she insisted
also i wrote most of it
for the record
He raises his eyebrows. The messages are from nearly two hours ago, which he hopes means it's not uncool and weird if he replies right now.
it was you?
it's incredible writing
Then, feeling suddenly far too earnest, he quickly adds:
almost like you went to school for being something other than a pretentious goth cunt
His reply is marked read immediately and he nearly chokes on his tea. He desperately wishes he could delete the last message now. Too much, he thinks. Always too much, Hobsie. Morpheus is typing.
don't need to go to school for that x
and thanks
He puts down his phone violently and stands up, breathes out. He feels like a teenager with a crush. His phone buzzes again and he snatches it back.
meanwhile i bet u have student loans still prof
Hob laughs.
only a little. some of us had to learn how to be pretentious actually x
He thinks for a moment, then adds, wincing a little at the size of the text block:
thanks btw. aside from threats from ur insane fans I also had the best lecture attendance in ages and my office hours were 'sold out' lol. if all I had to do for better student engagement was get in an internet feud with a random musician I'd have done it years earlier.
so u concede i'm a musician :)
you still have terrible taste in shoes
hey i see you typing
if you say anything about my sweatervest i'm blocking you!!
then have a good night, professor gadling
you too
Then he waits a little too long, maybe, before adding:
morpheus
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In your opinion, please rate thg movie series with 1-5 scale.
(1 = I hate it, 3=neutral, 5 = I love it.)
1.The Hunger Games :
Things that you like :
Things that you don't like :
2.Cathing Fire :
Things that you like :
Things that you don't like :
3.Mockingjay
Movie 1 :
Movie 2 :
Things that you like :
Things that you don't like :
Thank you 😊
@curiousnonny
So let me preface my ratings here by saying that I really think these books are already so well edited in terms of necessary content that making a movie version of any of them is a mistake. Maybe I'm biased and greedy, but I honestly feel like 99% of the scenes in the books play a crucial role in either plot, character, or theme development and removing them waters down the story too much, in my opinion. I would much rather have seen a series version on screen than a movie. Not to mention, Collins made her name as a writer in television, and you can SEE IT in how she writes her novels. It's structured like a TV series so it should've been shot like a TV series. Anyways. So my rankings are gonna be... kinda low for the movies. Sorry not sorry.
But also... my thoughts on this are fresh. My youngest was supposed to read The Hunger Games with his 6th grade class. The teacher sent home a form requesting parents' permission to do so. I signed it gladly and sent it back, but apparently there were a lot of parents who sent it back with complaints instead of approval. Enough that the class read the first Percy Jackson book instead. I'm fine with that too, lol, especially since my kiddo really liked it and is now on book five of that series. I've been trying to reread along with him and will hopefully be catching up to him this week, lol.
After his teacher switched books for the class reading, he and I decided we'd read THG books together once he's done with PJO, but then, my oldest skipped a field trip he really didn't wanna go on and wound up staying at school and watching... The Hunger Games and part of Catching Fire. He came home with QUESTIONS, which immediately sparked a "Hey, not fair!" from the youngest and prompted a movie marathon. We made it through all four movies back in March, and I'm still not forgiven for not warning him about Finnick btw...
Okay enough story time. *cracks knuckles*
The Hunger Games
Ranking: 2/5
Things I don't like: Ugh where to start? The removal of Madge and therefore the significance of Katniss's mockingjay pin as a symbol of wealth and power bestowed by the Capitol only to be flipped on its head and turned into a symbol of rebellion. Also, the implications of removing Madge in terms of how they tried to make Katniss into STRONG BADASS WO-MAN while dulling some of her softer edges and dependencies on other people. See also: leaving out the gift of bread from D11 to Katniss.
The dialogue is shit. Sorry, those are my thoughts. You already had really good dialogue in the book why change that? Also, the gutting of the dialogue results in the gutting of both Katniss and Peeta as characters. The first movie turns them into The Watson character, i.e. the character whose purpose it is to ask questions so that the audience can learn about the setting/plot/other characters/whatever. The first movie made Katniss and Peeta look naive and dumb about the Games and the very world they inhabit, which makes no sense for their characters. I get it. It's a storytelling technique to quicken up the process of world building and make up for the fact that we don't get to be in Katniss's head where she tells us what we need to know about her world. BUT their characters suffer for it. Katniss and Peeta are sixteen. Anyone who has interacted with a teenager knows that at that age, we usually have #OPINIONS on things, so in the books, both already have developing opinions about the Games because they are by necessity and by exposure aware of how the Games and the government essentially work. They've lived in this world long enough. They've started to develop opinions and world views, and they act accordingly. The first movie loses this completely from the books.
Do not get me started on the dialogue in the cave scenes we will be here until the next century if we go there.
Buttercup. Christ how hard is it to cast a yellow/orange cat?!?!?! Not that difficult. And granted, this is a minor detail in terms of symbols but at the same time... it's a minor detail. The fact that they didn't even bother showed a lack of caring about the details. Also see: Rock Peeta.
The stakes of almost everything are lowered, from the bread scene (we don't realize until MJ2 that she's literally starving and knocking on death's door in that scene) to the berry scene (and here it's Peeta knocking on death's door and Katniss is desperate to save him, enough to put POISON BERRIES IN HER MOUTH and risk her own life too)... the movie lacks the desperation for both of those crucial parts.
Peeta's leg Peeta's leg Peeta's motherfreaking amputated leg!!!!!!
Things I liked: The sound and sound editing. It's such a small thing, and I have a story to go with this okay? When I saw it in theaters, I disliked a lot of things, but one of them was something I could not put my fingers on. It bugged me for weeks until the movie came out on DVD (yes, I'm old and also saw it at the veeeeeeery end of its theater run where I live... like it was a $5 special...). Anyways. Mr. Kdnfb is an electrical engineer by education and is suuuuuper picky about our sound system in our house. So when I watched it at home, the Thing clicked in my brain. The SOUND. It had been Waaaaaay Off in a way that was awful in that theater for some reason. And once I watched it at home, there was just something about the way they did the sound that made a lot of what I had hated become less of A Thing to me. The more I've watched it, the more I've realized the sound and sound editing was excellent, and I put this as things I liked because my story goes to show how such a tiny thing can really screw up a movie.
Catching Fire
Ranking: 3.5/5 (Omg I'm gonna get barbecued for this one.)
Things I didn't like: See my caveat at the top. Okay, so. One of my biggest problems is just how much got cut to adapt this one to screen. Sooooo many scenes. Finnick "hanging" himself in training, "someone else can get the stupid goat knocked up," all the hullabaloo about the wedding is talked about but that doesn't happen in the movies, the setup for the existence of D13, the plant book and Peeta caring for an injured Katniss, training like Careers, scaring Peeta with the medicine, Katniss really starting to come around to the idea of a rebellion even before the Quell announcement, "Poor Finnick. Is this the first time you haven't been pretty?" Just so much cut for the sake of time and results in the story feeling rushed and sloppy ugh.
While the cast and crew for this one did a much better job adapting the dialogue to the screen, there are still a few crucial bits of dialogue that make me itch with hives. The post jabberjay scene and the death of the morphling mainly. Good lord. You finally let movie!Peeta be as eloquent and convincing as book!Peeta in D11, why not give him the space to do it in the arena, too?
Things I do like: The casting. Hear me out. After the first movie, I was still not entirely sold on Jennifer, Josh, and Liam for the roles they were playing. Really, the only main characters who live through the first movie that I was happy and 100% on board with with were Donald Sutherland, Elizabeth Banks, Woody Harrelson, and Stanley Tucci. Catching Fire is where I accepted Josh's portrayal of Peeta a little bit more, mainly because of the process of film making and what they put forth with CF showed me that he could nail the part if only they'd give him the dialogue and choose the cuts that best showed what he could do. I have no idea what sort of dialogue they were given or how much free reign they were allowed to improvise, but I do know that they will shoot a scene multiple times with multiple different delivery styles and slightly different dialogue. Which means that the actors really don't get a say on which version of their performance makes the final cut. But when the dialogue was spot on in the final version, I felt like Josh pulled off Peeta very well. I also think the way they shot CF allowed Jennifer Lawrence to put forth a better overall performance as well, although I'm still not in love with her as Katniss.
But really it's the Quell Victors/Tributes that I loved about CF. I went in unsure and came out convinced. My caveat here is that I tend to think of the movies as their own thing. The movie versions of the characters are their own iteration and I try really hard not to let them bleed into how I see or think of the characters in the books. That doesn't always happen, but I do try.
Okay this one is kinda not the fault of the first movie, but the increased budget for CF is apparent in several of the things that I liked, namely the costumes, the staging, the special effects. Much better all around.
Mockingjay Part 1
Ranking: 3/5
Things I did not like: Gale. MJ1 finishes off the complete removal of any depth Gale had as a character, a process that started with him rage rushing Head Peacekeeper Thread in CF and culminates here with him condemning Peete's words as a TORTURED PRISONER OF WAR rather than him not only intuiting what's probably happening, but explaining it to Katniss, then trying to protect Katniss from it, like he does in the books. The reason why book!Gale is so much more compelling to me than movie!Gale is because Gale's anger and fire and indignation has REASONING behind it in the book. It is chillingly easy to see the lines his reasoning could possibly take. As in... I've worked in weapons development and I have worked with real people who think like book!Gale or Beetee. Whereas movie!Gale is basically just RAWR!!! fury.
The rescue scene. I could write an entire essay on what's wrong with this, but it all boils down to they tried to shorten it by overlapping the video of the rescue with Finnick talking. Which makes zero military sense btw why the freak would you broadcast helmet video of your team going in on a stealth mission and risk someone intercepting it or noting the presence of an encrypted signal and figuring out what was going on holy hell you would NOT. You'd be freaking SILENT and just waiting to find out!!!!!!! And yes yes, but we need to see it. Okay, but you've already shown scenes with Snow and Seneca talking, Seneca and Haymitch talking, Snow and Plutarch talking, Snow and his granddaughter!!!! cuts from D11 and so much more that Katniss would not have seen, so play this like that. You can still show the audience but clearly keep Katniss and everyone back in D13 in the dark. The way it's shot is nonsensical and also pretty much waters down the horror of what Finnick went through and the impact of his words.
And while we're on this topic, they somehow used that overlapping and ridiculous video feed to try and shorten the scene, but wound up making it interminably and unbelievably long with the layers upon layers upon LAYERS of rooms the rescue squad has to go through and also the Skype Call of Inanity. The whole debacle is so freaking long that I no longer feel tense by the time it's finally over. It's so obvious that the Capitol is letting them take back Peeta, Annie, and Johanna because of how long a stealth mission (which should be almost too fast to process) takes that it becomes stupid for D13 to not suspect something. There's no desperation or high stakes for me with this scene because it's too long and too messy, makes no sense tactically and basically just erases all the emotional depth and pacing of what's in the books ugh. Seriously. You could've spent that time on the torture of the prep team or some of the Boggs and Katniss or Katniss and Finnick content we miss out on. Delly. Gale's siblings. Literally anything that you cut out. Rant over.
"He's gonna kill Peeta".... um no actually it's that Snow won't kill Peeta but keep dangling him in front of you, Katniss...
Things I did like: The sets. District 13 is... perfect. Sterile and drab and utilitarian. Zero luxury or any real sense that humans live there. There are zero personal touches in any of the spaces. No connections to art or joy or life.
Effie. I really wish we'd still gotten the prep team in D13, because it's an avenue through which we see how brutal and lacking in compassion D13 really is, but if it's Effie there with her for the movies, then Elizabeth Banks did a stellar job with what she was given to do. I do wish they'd allowed Finnick to keep his line: "They'll either want to kiss you, kill you, or be you." And if not that, then don't freaking cut the "Why, do you find this distracting?" scene. But overall, Effie in D13 works for me in terms of the movie universe.
Mockingjay Part 2
Ranking: 2.5/5
Things I didn't like: Facepalm worthy wigs and dye jobs. Dude. You are the final chapter of a big budget blockbuster franchise. I understand that the dye jobs have taken their toll and wigs may be just more practical for the actors at this stage, but DO BETTER with the money you have.
Just how much of Johanna they cut out of this part and what that does to Katniss's development.
The ending. It's so lackluster in so many ways. One of the things that I loved about the theme of the ending is how it shows that with the right kind of care, a life can be lived and be worthwhile even after the worst kinds of trauma. We get this through the sheer beauty of Katniss's final words in both the final chapter and the epilogue. To me, the movie ending felt just... blah. And I get that maybe they were aiming for a sense of calm and peace, but instead it came off as blah, we're broken and just going through the motions. Which makes sense right after the war ends, but not as the ending continues into the "Real" scene or the epilogue.
Mahershala Ali is highly underutilized in this movie. Let the man play the freaking part. He's already good with what you let him do. Let him unleash the acting chops and make Boggs sing as a character. And part of this has to do with what they cut from the film, like him carrying Katniss to the hovercraft in D8 and her vomiting on him. Same with Julianne Moore. Coin was not nearly cold or controlling enough nor did she convincingly clash with Katniss enough leading up to Peeta showing up in the Capitol.
The omission of the heartbreaking silence Katniss puts herself into and how they turned the sadness of the final breaking of her friendship with Gale into "Goodbye Gale." Ugh. I laugh at it, but it's not a good change. Like we can't allow a Strong Wo-Man Character to be sad or hurt about this, why not????
Burn. Scars. Burn. Scars. Burn. Scars. BURN! SCAAAAARRRRRRRSSSSSS!!!!!
Things I did like: The music. Odd pick I know, but even though the ending is not well done for me, I almost always start bawling the second Katniss starts singing the meadow lullaby as the credits roll. And that's just one weird instance of me liking the music for this film.
How they brought the hijacking to life. I can't even explain why this works so well, but it does. My only wish is that they'd given more time for the Real/Not Real game to develop on film and included more of Peeta's dialogue that shows both the struggle and him regaining parts of himself -- the cafeteria scene, his words to Pollux and Tigris for example.
And there you have it, @curiousnonny. My super long answer to your question. ;)
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slightly crazy idea / still not detailed yet it still stays in my head. what if roxana was a mother to the reader? probably after the events she helped casiss escaped and timeskip to a few more years just before heading to the meeting of the five houses, she found out she was pregnant or adopted a child. idk mother!roxana just seems such a fun concept to think about! especially when it pushes her more to destroy the agriche household quickly so she could run away with you! - 🌌 anon
𝑅𝑜𝓍𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒶 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓅𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 <𝟥. 𝐻𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓎𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒! 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽, 𝓈𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝑒𝒹.
( Reader is 4 yrs old in the beginning of the story BTW )
A small girl with e/c eyes slept on the wooden bed of her orphanage. She had no memory of her mother or father, she had lived here as long as she could remember. Her sleepy eyes opened to the sound of screaming and crying and she noticed that the orphanage was on fire, she picked up a locket that had been gifted to her by her biological parents and dashed out of the building. She sat down on the pavement scared because no one else was there, she watched the building turn to ash within just a few hours, the screams and cries of the people trapped inside. She was so helpless. Roxana’s carriage was going by to get to the jewelers, she needed new jewelry. Her carriage came to an abrupt stop and she walked outside to see what could have caused this.
She watched her charioteer screaming at a little girl that was sitting in the middle of the pathway she looked no older than four years of age, just as he brought his hand to slap her, Roxana caught it.
“She is quite young. Don’t you think? Refrain from hurting children,” She glared
Meanwhile Y/n head was on her knees as she sobbed about losing all her friends and parental figures, taking pity on the girl Roxana brought her in. She gently combed the girl’s hair with her fingers while the girl laid in her lap. The small girl looked like she was well taken care of, she wore a silk white nightgown and wore a lavish gold locket that contained a giant ruby in the center.
“From now on, I shall be your mother dear,” Roxana’s eyes softened as she met with the innocent eyes of a toddler.
“But what about my friends?” She asked pointing to the burned down building
“They are gone, from now on you start a new life, I will name you Y/n, Y/n Agriche,” Roxana muttered
Being a kid you didn’t understand what she meant by ‘gone’ but you were glad to have a mother now.
When she brought you back home, she gave you to Sierra while she discussed your situation with her father, Lant. He agreed for Roxana to raise you to become like her. As a mother Roxana would raise you to be intelligent and strong. She would only trust you around Jeremy, Grizelda and Sierra. Dion also liked you but tried to remain nonchalant about your existence. He didn’t want people thinking he had a soft spot for you.
Maria really liked you because you were adorable but Roxana was very cautious whenever you were around her, she constantly had a butterfly watch over you, you did not have any privacy at all.
As you became a teenager though, like you turned thirteen, she would teach you the arts of seduction and poison. She would raise you to become stronger than her.
She loved you to death, you were the only thing that kept her sane and she would do anything to keep you with her forever. You were never allowed to see boys because she was scared that if you got married you would have to leave her.
#wtptflob#roxana agriche#dion agriche#jeremy agriche#grizelda agriche#sierra agriche#maria agriche#lant agriche#child!reader#roxana as your mother#manwaha x reader
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OKAY. Unrequited barylus turned into rosekiller could totally be sk8er Boi. Hear me out.
(Muggle au btw) Barty sneaks into the black mansion with a skateboard when he's a teenager and regulus is the one that finds him. But regulus hasn't transitioned yet so he is still referred to as a girl because he hasn't even came out to anyone(and therefore has ballet lessons) Reggie tells barty to go away. He does but comes back the next day, This goes on for about about a month until they finally kiss. Reggie is scared that someone will find out but continues seeing barty every day anyway. After a while some of reggies upperclass "friends"(children of walburga and orion's friends) find them together and get angry at reg. Reg decides he has to break up with barty (for the same reasons he stayed at home and became a death eater when sirius ran away to james'). Five years later after an arranged marriage ended in divorce because Reggie came out after he had a child, he sees barty on TV with a guitar. Reggie calls his "kind of friends" who are middle class (him retaliating against his parents, but he doesn't actually like them) they've already seen and have bought tickets for themselves and him. When reg shows up, planning to try to rekindle the relationship (fem au) evan is up there making out with barty. When they start playing, they're playing sk8er Boi. Reg knows it's about him and understands the relationship is over. He waves to barty, and then leaves.
Sorry, I know this is really weird but I felt I had to do it.
#bartylus#rosekiller#trans regulus black#fem evan#sk8ter boi#muggle au#weird#sorry#regulus black#evan rosier#barty crouch junior#barty crouch jr
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wish and the star boy we never got is proof of my long standing theory that disney (and animation as a whole) needs to bring back cute boys. they stopped featuring them as much back when frozen came out to focus more on famalial love and i respect that. however, that was the tail end of an era where animated movies were almost always guaranteed to have one super cute boy. this was the thing that brought audiences in. i swear to god until i was like 18-19 if an animated movie had a cute boy, i and all my friends were there opening night. a movie could look like pure garbage and if a boy was cute we were there. and of course there are other factors like the other character's designs and music if it's a musical, but cool designs didn't go anywhere and i, as well as many people, can overlook a bad musical if the animated dude is pretty (quest for camelot is a movie that exists). like why do you think anime really became so popular amongst preteen/teenage girls? they'll outright tell you, just go in the tags. it's the cute boys. cute boys bring in audiences.
it's not sexism, it's not heteronormativity, it's not "teaching girls all they're good for is marriage" or whatever the fuck people were complaining about ten years ago when disney made the executive decision to step away from having cute boys and by extension started a trend of studios doing that; it's the simple fact that people, especially girls, tend to like cute animated boys. and yeah people like pretty and cute animated girls too but that's kinda the whole point of disney princesses. we don't even need cute boys as love interests, in movies like treasure planet and rise of the guardians there is no romantic subplot for either of the movies' cute boys. it's just cute boys doing cool stuff with other well designed characters.
i feel the overwhelming response of disappointment when the star boy concept art was released is proof that, at the end of the day, animation fans want more cute boys. and i agree. you wanna actually sell that shit to your main demographic of kids, specifically girls, aged 10 and up? cute boys worked every damn time for decades. it only became less prevalent in the 2010s when people decided we for whatever reason didn't need the cute boys and nixed them completely in an attempt to seem progressive and not "reduce" any girl protags to love interests. which is an awful way to refer to writing a love story btw, we need to work on that because that gets said every time this happens and it's weird people can't fathom a strong, independent girl who also has a boyfriend. and yes, yes it's better if she has a girlfriend but there is still a desire to see a cute boy character on screen. the best animated movies from the 90s-2000s all had them and everyone vividly remembers a time where that drawing was their husband or literally them. it's important for some weird reason for cute animated boys to exist and the star boy proves that these movies would do way better with cute boys.
and the "boy" in question doesn't even need to be human or whatever. you think zootopia sold because the trailers actually looked good? what about sing? god no. no matter how much i like those movies, the trailers made them look like trash, but the power of cute boys prevailed even when the "boys" are a fox and a gorilla.
ik this rant is long and it seems pointless but i feel like i cracked the code for why so many animated movies have been sucking harder than ever and it's because for almost two generations we had cute boys to soften the blow of a bad animated movie and now we have more evidence that they're actively making decisions to cause that. i said this about five years ago when i realized the majority of cute animated boys were furries or anime boys and now i see this star boy shit. and i'd been saying how ugly i think the star is for months beforehand too when merch started popping up.
i just feel like they could have avoided fucking themselves so hard if they just let the cute boy exist. i genuinely feel people would at least be more likely to see the movie but most people didn't even bother and the people who did say don't bother. but if a cute boy was there and they used his song as the trailer? we'd wanna know what this little magic man was about. we'd wanna see how things panned out between him and hero girl. and if it ended up being bad we'd all say "yeah but the designs were good" or some shit and disney would get that sweet, sweet centennial money. but that's not what happened because some moron somewhere decided girls don't want to see cute boys in their princess movies and a chain reaction started that won't stop until disney undoes it and gives us a goddamn cute boy. and that's not even a joke. that's my honest to god theory for how to save mainstream animated movies. we saw a glimpse of this with spider-verse. like those movies ate but a big draw for both of them was the fact that there was a cute boy for everyone to crush or project on. we need cute animated boys now more than ever.
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Okay so about the whole paranormal experiences thing: my experiences were comforting but kinda freak me out still.
I always get a feeling in my stomach before someone dies. The first time I can remember this happening was when I was seven. My Grandma got sick and died within the span of a week, but I had a horrible stomach ache the day before she was complaining about not feeling well. The evening that she passed, I was lying on the couch in tears from how bad my stomach hurt. The next day it was gone. I had the same feeling for a few days before my Papa, dog, and an elderly woman I was very close with passed away, none as severe as when my Grandma died, I just had this feeling in the pit of my stomach for a few days to a few hours beforehand.
The night after my Papa died I had a dream where he told me goodbye
After my Papa died I went through a really hard time mentally, my anxiety was through the roof. To the point I was having panic attacks in the bathroom almost daily at school. Whenever they would happen though, I would always smell my Papa or my Granny (who I never met but I just knew it was her) or whenever I would close my eyes, I would see my Grandma putting on lipstick (something she was very famous for, she never went anywhere unless she was wearing lipstick). My mom also had a dream where her sister said goodbye after she passed.
When my brother was around 13-ish and I was 3 he went on a overnight trip with our Paster at the time. They were staying at this resort sort of thing where you can rent a cabin out and then they have all of these things you can do. Well, they were heading back to the cabin to go to sleep and they ran into this man who was high or drunk and it was this huge muscular dude, like seven preteens/teenagers and maybe three adults, my brother got pretty freaked out because they guy was yelling and stuff. everything was fine, cops came and arested the guy and he was band from the resort but my brother was pretty shook up. But get this, according to my Mom I couldn't sleep the entire night and I was telling her "Bubba scared". Safe to say I freaked her out, she called my brother and although he was perfectly safe and told me so through the phone, I still couldn't sleep the entire night. Odviously I have no memory of this but that is what my Mom and brother say happened.
I don't mind this being posted, btw.
This is wild, I don’t know if id be able to handle being able to physically feel pain. It would freak me out too much
According to my mum I used to sit on the first step of our pool and speak to my great grandmother and my grandmother who had both died.
Apparently I spoke to my grandma a lot! My dads mum who passed away in a car accident when he was 12. I was five at the time and they swear they hadn’t spoken to me about her yet.
Kids see ghosts. I’m telling you. But I haven’t had any experiences with her since. Which is kinda sad. Id like to!
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💖Now that I have some followers who cannot escape my feed and are forced to listen to me, I will rank my top 5 ships from Black Bulter from Worst to Best and explain why I placed them there. BTW my opinion is 100% correct, AND no, I do not take criticism. Buckle up your seat belts because this will be a long ride, and no, we're not gonna stop; you should have gone to the bathroom before we left. Now sit back, relax and HAVE FUN, EVERYONE!!!! 💖
5. Vincent & Madam Red
Aesthetically this couple is fantastic. Betrayal, drama, jealousy, and forbidden love. There's a reason why blue and red are often paired together. PRIME COLOURS, BABY. That's what the kids call colour theory 😎. ANWAY, this is the Angelica Schuyler (work, work) and Alexander Hamilton (lol, you defiantly threw away your shot) ship of the Black Butler community. Even the name Angelina looks and sounds similar to Angelica. They are a bisexual dream of "may I have a side of step on me" 👞👡. They would have been that couple. Yet, I gotta rate them at number five because even though they would be slaying it together (literally and figuratively *very clever jack the ripper and watchdog joke*🔪), it does reduce the intelligent and independent Madam Red into an "uwu notice me sempai" girl. She gets turned from girl boss (affectionate) into girl boss (unaffectionate). Like GURL, I know he is bad, but you are a Miranda in a world full of Nates. The Devil wears Prada because he has taste👠. He's not worth trying to stab an eye-patched child over.
7/10 - if I was Angelina, I would have poured red wine over Rachel's wedding dress because I'm petty like that👰🍷.
4. Mey-Rin & Ronald Knox
I KNOW WHAT YOU ALL ARE THINKING🧠. That's right, I'm telepathic AF. Call me Anya 2.0. "Didn't they only interact once?" Yes, and your point? I could sense the chemistry and potential oozing like a warhead from that singular interaction. When Mey-Rin said that was the first time she ever got hit on, I was shocked and appalled because that girl is a hot warrior queen 👑like some Victorian Hippolyta. If I was shot by Mey-Rin, I would thank her because that meant she noticed little ol' me. Ronald (lol nerd) may *technically* be a dead sociopathic playboy, but underneath all that, he is also a clumsy idiot with some pretty snazzy fighting skills like a certain maid ;)). They both rock the sexy geeky🤓 look, AND Mey-Rin deserves to be swept away by a man who understands the struggle of trying to impress your superior (and failing horribly) while cleaning out blood stains🩸. They are number four because I vaguely get some The Mister by E.L James vibes, which makes me break out in a cold sweat 😷🤢if I think about it for too long. Plus, they did only interact once. God, imagine having Grell as a mother-in-law.
7.5/10 - Call me captain because Imma go down with the ship like the Campania that brought these virgins together⚓.
3. Ciel & Sieglinde
Bubala, I want to get this out of the way before we proceed. I'm no Humbert Humbert. Miss me with that ❌Lolita❌ shit (although it's a fantastic book, shout out to my lad Nabokov). When I ship kids, it's in an "it would be cute in the future" way. I don't expect a thirteen-year-old and ten-year-old actually to date. Kapeesh? Anyway, this is also not a reflection of Elizabeth as a character. We can all agree that their relationship was doomed the minute Lizzy discovered that OCiel wasn't RCiel and proceeded to have one of the worst reactions possible™. She tried to kill Sebastian, ran away from home, and let a TEENAGER get arrested because she got Parent Trapped. Girl, you even knew he was innocent but go off sis🙄💅. You know, ✨everyday rich girl things✨. Sieglinde, our little green witch, adores Ciel for who is truly is, not the broken-down actor carrying around his brother's ghost. Our scientist saw OCeil at his lowest point and still came to respect him. She also was tricked by him but didn't try to get him arrested, so...🙄💅. I'm more of an On the grind 💪 appreciator than a girl boss, manipulate gaslight type. Gotta love a spider leg, girl.
Unlike Elizabeth, who has dealt with tragedy from a distance (and don't get me wrong, she hasn't had an easy ride. It's just more psychological/self-inflicted), Ciel and Sieglinde, these two pipsqueaks have been through hell and back but came out stronger. In short, they can relate to each other's pain more than others their age. Plus, she's super adorable and a genius who can keep up (and outsmart) Ciel and is unafraid to be herself. They might not win in a leg race, but they will destroy you on a chessboard♟️. The best girl in town deserves the worst boy in London 😈.
8/10- Don't witches 🧙♀️ love the devil or whatever? Hocus Pocus girl and contract boy can fangirl over the same demon together. Fandom goals
2. Diedrich & Vincent
Ah, Hello again, Vincent. You have shown up on this list more than the actual Manga. Anyway, WHEN I SAW THE PANEL, THE ONE WITH "THE DAYS SPENT WITH YOU ARE BURNED INTO A MEMORY," I WANTED TO CRY. OMFG. I LOVE IT SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖. They look so sweet together there🥺. I'm a bitch for dark English academia shit because I am basic AF. Like, don't come at me. I know dark academia has a somewhat problematic history, but Imma keep shoving it down my throat like how Diedrich shoves down those sandwiches😏. The relationship between Vincent and Diedrich is so angsty that I need some rain boots because it's pouring tears out here. Even years after Vincent dies, Diedrich remains loyal to him and tries to save his child (in his "I hate you but I serectly love you" way).
Now I can hear you exclaim, "well, Vincent basically enslaved German boy as his brother-servent thing," but let me tell you, if he wanted out, he could have just stayed in Germany, but that Guten Tag man kept visiting that fine British ass until the day that fine Britsh ass was burnt to a crisp. Vincent was hot until the day he died🔥. Diedrich even keeps a picture of their time together and thinks of it fondly, despite Vicent treating him like a lapdog. THIS MAN DIDN'T EVEN GET MARRIED!!!! WAS IT BECAUSE HE WAS TOO BUSY WITH VINCENT🤔🤔🤔???? Probably not, but for my sake, I will say yes. If Lana Del Ray's music was a couple, it would be this one. They are at number two because as much I love them, there is one ship I adore a bit more. Plus, Vincent has so many side pieces that I don't trust him to stay in a monogamous relationship.
8.5/10 - I wish I knew WHY Vincent chose Rachel over these icons. Like girl, we have no beef, but I need to understand how you collared Vincent🐕🦺.
1. Sebastian & Agni
HAHAHA, YOU MUST OF ALL KNOWN MY (DE)MAN WOULD HAVE TO BE A PART OF MY NUMBER ONE PAIR!!!! Oooooh, the scene where Sebastian said that Agni was the first person to ever call him a friend👌👌👌. Sebastian's first friend. Think about that. The AMOUNT OF ADMIRATION they had for one another. This is Sebastian "lol, humans are bugs I like to burn with my magnifying glass" Michaelis, who respects nothing but himself (and cats). Yet, he believed Agni to be an "exemplary butler" who lived up to his ~asethics~ and Agni, the literal right hand of Kali, reached out (no pun instead) to a DEMON and saw something worth appreciating.
Sebastian even listened to his advice over Ciel's. His master and meal ticket. The guy he signed the bloody contract with. That's like if your lawyer turned to the opposition and said, "they make a fair point, and I agree my client is in the wrong." Like WHAT???? Seb values Agni's advice. A human. In Yana's own words, a species he views as nothing more than a cluster of pests. At best, they're amusing, like how a kid keeps an ant farm. Yet, Agni is different. Here the grasshopper has become the master🙇.
Their potential stepdad AUs were just up my ally. FOUND FAMILY ADMIRES UNITE! But I gotta admit, as much I love Soma, I would give him up for adoption if he was my kid. I can't deal with that level of extra. At the very least, he would go to theatre camp for the entire summer and boarding school, as is tradition for most rich British families. See, I'm not totally heartless😘! Talking about heartlessness, don't even get me started on Agni's death scene because I will ugly cry. When Sebastian dirtied himself with Agni's blood, even tho we all know that prissy bitch is more protective over his clothes than a runway model😔✊. That was the most upset we had ever seen him (outside of almost losing his son Ciel), and he seemed at least happy Agni died in peace. I doubt Sebastian can genuinely mourn, but now at least, he has double reason to hate Undertaker.
In Conclusion, I just think they are neat.
9.5/10- YASS KING, WHISPER YOUR DEMON SHIT WHILE HE PRAYS TO KALI!!! However, I can't give this a perfect score because one half is dead, and I do not support necrophilia💀. I hope we get Ciel and Sebastian explaining to Soma that they did not kill his daddy and, in fact, were planning a family vacay🏖️. I swear to god, if they have Soma work with RCiel, Imma flip my lid like a fucking kettle. Overall, they would have been couple goals💏.
#LONG POST BITCHES#Black butler ships#🛳️🛳️🛳️#kuroshitsuji#black butler#text post#sebastian michaelis#ciel phantomhive#elizabeth midford#mey rin#agni#agniseb#vincent phantomhive#madam red
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HI DADDY - 3
Chan x Reader Female
Word Count: 3.6k
Genre:🌶️🌶️🌶️
Summary: You fell pregnant at 18 to your high school crush. what happens when 6 years later he returns. Will everything work out or will it be a disaster.
Trigger warning: please remember this is a fiction and the characters are just that fictional. If you are sensitive to swearing or sexual content please do not read my stories…… Unprotected sex, Oral sex receiving and giving. If you are under 18 it is strongly advised you miss this chapter.
A couple of weeks went by, and we liked Chan being around. He cleaned and cooked. He was good to keep around. He would tuck Luca in overnight on Sunday. He would do his V-lives at his mum’s house and then fold Luca in. He started them at 7 pm so he could be home by 8:30.
He wasn’t sleeping very much and you started worrying about Chris’s health.
“Channie?”
"Hmm yeah,” he was getting ready for bed.
“You okay? You look tired.” You look down.
“I haven’t. Uh, been sleeping very well.” He was struggling to finish his sentence.
You remember thinking, “Was Chris nervous?”
“Have you been taking your sleeping pills?” You questioned out of concern.
“No, they gave me weird dreams, remember…. I’m scared….”
“Scared of what?… kissing me again” You laughed, then it hit you to Chris this was a dream and to you him kissing you meant nothing at the time, however, now your thought had changed you wanted Chris to like you.
He turned around so quickly, “huh? It wasn’t a dream.”
“Ummmmm, no, it wasn't." You regretted what had come out of your mouth.
He came over to you “why did you let me think it was a dream? Why do you lie to me?”
“I didn’t want to wreck our friendship.... you just got home,” you replied.
“But is that how you feel?"
“Uhhh well..." Before you could finish the sentence, he grabbed and pulled you in for a kiss.
After he pulled away, “take your sleeping pills, Channie,” you smiled.
“I don’t think I need them anymore,” he said, kissing you and walking your body back towards the bed.
“God… I’ve… wanted…..this …for… forever,” he said, kissing you in between every word.
Chris had one hand on your waist and the other playing with your fingers. “I’ve thought about you every day since I left,” he said, tightening his grip around your waist.
“Me?….really?” You were confused. Why would he be so hung up on you?
“Oh, I was totally in love with you,” he smiled.
“What with me?” You were confused. I mean he slept with you but you had no idea he was I love with you.
“Oh yeah, BIG TIME…. I was so shocked when you asked me to have sex with you” his ears went red.
“I thought you were a little too eager,” you laughed.
“Hey… it was a once in a lifetime opportunity for me….I was a virgin, btw so, of course, I was eager” he laughed.
“So many girls wanted you….I was honestly surprised when you chose me,” you said, cupping his face just inches away from his lips.
“I would choose you every time,” he lent in closing the gap. His lips were warm and tasted like peach lip balm. How did he get so good at kissing? Wait, you didn’t want to know the answer to that.
…..
In the morning, you woke up. Chris was still sleeping, so you tried to get up super quietly not to wake him up. As you get up out of bed, he tightens his grip around your stomach.
“Mmmmmmm, where do you think you are going? Five more minutes, please,” he said, nuzzling his face into your neck and giving you little kisses.
“Luca is probably up… I have to feed him breakfast,” trying to break free.
“Okay, but like morning kisses first,” he said, so sad.
"Chris.....what...are...we....teenagers?" you kissed him in between each word.
"Okay, it's my turn,” he said, pulling you down. You laughed as your head hit the bed and suddenly someone knocked on the door.
“Mummy, are you okay? I’m starving.”
“Ugh, this kid is cock blocking me,” Chris smiled placing a kiss on your lips.
“Welcome to my life… I’m coming, Luca, give mummy five minutes." You yell so Luca can hear you.
“Okay,” Luca said.
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So it’s time for Chris to go back to Korea. Wow, one month already. You and Luca walked into the airport with him to meet his family. You were so nervous. What would his mum say? You haven’t spoken to her since you knew Luca was born.
What Chris didn’t know was his mother knew you were pregnant. She begged you not to tell him. She paid you $100,000 not to say anything to him. So the look on her face when Chris walked in with your hand proudly holding his surprised her a lot. You hoped she said anything. You didn’t want her money. You just put it in a trust account for Luca when he turns 18.
“We told you not to bring her,” his father said as you walked up.
“Like I keep saying to you… Y/N is my girlfriend….. and the mother of your grandson, sooooo she’s coming okay,” he said firmly.
“Just because she had your son does not mean she needs to be your girlfriend,” his mum pipped in.
Oh, the things you wanted to call her out on, however, you knew it would break Chris’s heart, so you decided some secrets were worth keeping.
“Can we stop….I want to spend my last hours with the people I love……mum, dad, unfortunately for you, that happens to include my son and girlfriend….so show some respect” he squeezed your hand a little too hard.
“Ouch,” you said.
“Oh baby, sorry I hurt you,” he said, spinning around fast to check if you were okay.
“I’m okay,” you smile.
“This is Luca, by the way,” you smile as you try to rip Luca off your body. He had been crying the whole car ride.
“Luca, baby, this is your grandparents,” you said. He did not want a bar of them; he started balling. All he wanted was Chris.
Chris dropped his backpack on the floor and picked Luca up. "Oh, someone’s grumpy,” he said as Luca wrapped his arm around Chris’s neck.
Chris then walks over to his parents “you wanna say hi, buddy?" Luca shakes his head and whines.
“Okay…okay….I won’t ask any more questions,” Chris said, pulling away. You watched him from a fair. He was an amazing dad, so patient. He talked to his parents and siblings while you just sat and watched for a couple of minutes.
He brings Luca back and passes him over. Luca screams, “Hey, hey, buddy, none of that daddy needs to take his bags to the ladies at the desk,” he says as he passes you, Luca.
Chris checked his bags, coming right back to you. Luca: "Here, let me take him,” he said.
Lifting Luca off you once more, “bud, you are so big, daddy is going to pull his back out,” he laughed as he pinched his cheeks, walking over to his family once more.
“Babe, you are coming" he turned back. You picked up your bag and walked over to them.
“Sorry he’s not himself today,” you say, caressing Lucas’s cheeks as they rest on Chris’s shoulders.
…..
Then it was time to say goodbye. Chris said goodbye to his family, first hugging them all goodbye like he had done many times before.
He then said goodbye to Luca. "Bye, my baby,” he cried, “I love you. Be good to your mummy, okay?" Luca nodded and stood next to you.
Chris stands up from the ground and looks at you with his kind eyes. He hugs you so tight you can’t breathe. First, he nuzzled his face into your neck. “I don’t want to go,” he whispered.
“You have to," you say, whispering back into his ear.
Chris lifted his head and cupped your face. “I love you….no matter what, okay?" he kissed you. You could taste the salt on his lips from his tears.
“I love you more,” you said as he pulled away from the kiss.
“Okay,” he said, turning around and wiping his tears, “I better get going. Yeah,” he lifted his carry-on.
Just like that, he was gone.
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Chan called every night to tuck Luca into bed. Luca would cry for him at night because of a nightmare. So you would have to call him on the phone to talk to Luca because he was inconsolable. One night he was just screaming, and you called Chan, and he panicked because he thought Luca was hurt. Once he was released, it was just because you didn’t want to call him because you thought he might be resting. Chris was fine.
“Luca baby, daddy’s on the phone." You handed Luca the phone.
Luca stopped crying and was just doing that breathing thing kids do. Not sure what Channie said to him, but it worked. He went back to bed.
Most of the time, Chan and you would then talk depending on the time.
“So only six more weeks then we are coming to Korea” you were so excited you missed Chris so much. You honestly don’t remember how you did it all without him.
“You will love it here. I am beyond excited. I have to go, but I love you, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow." He sounds busy.
“Okay, bye,” you said, not wanting to disturb him further.
“Excuse me." I said I loved you. You can’t say bye.”
“Okay, bye-bye, baby,” you hung up.
He called you back probably to try to scold you. You just answered, “I thought you had to go.”
You could hear the boys in the background laughing. “Okay, we will try this again…… I love you..." you assumed he had you on speaker.
“And I love you… now bye-bye” once again, hinging up the phone as you did you could hear them laughing.
….
The following day Chris called you at 5 am.
“Hello,” you FaceTimmed him. He looked so upset he was close to breaking down.
“I’m struggling,” he said, balling his eyes out.
"No, please don’t cry." What’s wrong….what are you struggling with? "How can I help you?” You wish you could hug him and tell him everything will be okay.
“I miss Luca….I miss you….I want my family…today was hard nothing went right, and I came home to my empty bed” it just hit home for Chris.
“6 more weeks, baby. I’ll be there okay….no matter what” you hoped your words were comforting to him. He sat there with his forearm covering his eyes.
“I’m sorry… I shouldn’t worry you” he was struggling to talk.
“I miss you too….I want you to be happy…..I love you....you're probably so tired…you should go to sleep” you were devastated you could help him.
"Yeah...you're right….I’m going to go to sleep….can I call you when I wake up?” He said, slowly raising his head.
“Of course….have a good sleep, love you” you smiled warmly.
“Love you too,” he hung up.
….
Today was the day Sarah was also coming, so the morning was hectic. You all arrived at the airport okay. However, on the plane ride to Korea, let’s say you could live without hearing the word mummy again.
The 13-hour flight with constant questions puts you in a shit mood.
“Mummy….will dad pick us up?” For some unknown reason, that last mummy made you angry.
“Luca…..please, for the love of God, just be quiet “ you were so angry he just stopped talking immediately.
You look around for the way out, and as you glance, you see a sign saying “welcome home Y/N." You smile for a second, and the man walks towards you.
“Miss Y/L/N,” he smiled. “I’m here to take you to your appointment." He grabbed the bags and put them on a trolley.
Luca fell asleep in the car. "The Lord hasn’t forgotten us,” Sarah laughed, looking up and thanking God.
It was a relatively short ride to the apartment. The driver helps you into the building lobby, where you can check-in. Sarah is holding Luca when suddenly you hear a familiar voice. “I’ll take it from here, sir” you turn around, and there Chris is smiling from ear to ear.
He was wearing a cap and coat, so he wasn’t as noticeable to the public.
He opened his arms wide, and you couldn’t help but jump into his arms. “I missed you so much,” he said as you looked up at him. He fixed your hair behind your ear and leant down to kiss you softly. You could not believe you loved this man so much after all these years. You squinted your eyes hard, trying not to cry out of excitement or because you were tired of that part, you didn’t know. However, Chris pulled away and, with his arm still around you, started talking to the lady in Korean.
Chris eventually handed you the keys and said room 2437. He brought your bags up on a trolley. As you opened the apartment door, your eyes lit up. How can he afford this? It must have cost Chris a lot of money.
“Chris, how much does this cost?" You didn’t want him to think you were there for his money. Sarah would lie down with Luca “don’t worry about it” he smiled as he walked towards you.
He picked you up and placed you on the kitchen counter. He had his hand on your hips, looking deeply into your eyes. Your hands were on the collar of his hoodie. You slowly brought him in and kissed him. He inhaled. It was like he'd been deprived of touch. He slid his hands from your hips up slightly, leaving your skin bare to the cold and giving you goosebumps.
“We should stop” he pulled away.
“What…why?… did I do something wrong?” It made you upset. You didn’t want him to stop kissing you. It had been so long.
“No…you didn’t do anything wrong…..I don’t feel comfortable starting anything with our son and your friend in the next room,” he said with his hand still rubbing your side.
“Oh….it’s okay, they're heavy sleepers” you started to giggle, and he blushed. The thought crossed his mind to continue; however, he wanted to take his time with you to show you just how much he has grown in the last 6 years.
“As much as I would love to take you here at this table right now, I don’t want to start something we may not be able to finish” you started to blush. What he just said to you was so hot. What happened to little shy Christopher?
He let go of your hips and turned around to take your suitcase into your bedroom. You quickly follow him behind and close the door.
“Okay, so…” you say, walking up to Chris.
“Okay, what?” He questions, turning around and looking at you.
“What you said just then in the kitchen…..did you mean it?" You smiled while looking up to him.
“Every word,” he grinned.
“Tonight then?” You insist
“Huh, “ he was shocked but excited at the same time. He didn’t know how to react.
“Tonight, I’ll get Changbin and Sarah to take Luca out” you grab his collar.
"Don't start something you can’t finish,” he flirted with.
“Oh, I plan on finishing,” you grin and he gulps.
…….
Time skips to that night
You giggled as he laid you down on the bed. "Now where to start?" he said, placing a kiss on your neck.
“How long do we have?" you said as a bit of a moan escaped your mouth.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket. “5 pm is plenty of time,” he smirked as he sucked on your collarbone.
"Mmmmm," you said as you closed your eyes.
“I miss you so much,” Chris muffled into your neck.
You pull him up to your face by his hair. You flip him over, so you are now on top straddling him.
“I missed you too,” you say, leaning down and placing a kiss on his lips. You could feel his hand roaming up your waist, slowly lifting your shirt up.
“You have no idea how much this means to me today,” he said as he pulled away from your kiss. “I needed you” he sits up while you sit on his lap. He leans in, and his plump lips brush across yours. You can feel his neediness as he fights the urge to rip your clothes off.
You slowly pull your T-shirt over your head to reveal the black lace bra you bought before leaving Australia. Chris rips his t-shirt over his head super fast and lays you down, placing his hand around your throat softly at first. “The things I’m gonna do to you,” he says, crashing his lips to yours and squeezing your throat.
“I cannot wait,” you say softly. His hand comes off your throat and traces it down to your shorts. He unbuckles the button. You shimmy the shorts off, showing Chris your matching underwear.
“You are so fucken hot,” he says, kissing you from your neck down to your stomach. His hand pushes your left leg to the side placing kisses on your inner thigh, traveling up your leg and back down.
"Mmmmm," you moan.
He repeats to the other side, tracing across your laced underwear. You twitch at his touch. He smiled and giggled to himself “it’s been a while, huh?" He grabbed the right side of your laced underwear with his finger. He slides them across, exposing your vagina to fresh air.
He pushes your thighs out and down to touch the bed opening your lips exposing your clit. He buys, flicking his tongue up and down your clit. You squirm out of pleasure.
“Stay still,” he says, lifting his head and looking you in the eyes as he squeezes your thighs and aggressively sucking your clit. He shakes his head side to side, making his nose and chin add friction, sending you into sweet bliss.
He lets go of your right leg and inserts two fingers into your core. “Chris,” you moan. You can feel him grunting at his name call. He thrusts his fingers into you while aggressively sucking on your clit.
“I’m gonna cuuuumm,” you say as you push his head down while this burning sensation starts in your stomach and takes over your whole body. Your hips grind on his tongue as he helps you ride out your high.
You can feel adrenaline running through your body. It’s been a long time since you have been able to experience this high from your boyfriend.
"Okay.......it's your turn,” you said as you quickly got up and pushed his body down onto the bed. He put his hands behind his head.
You undo his pants and pull them down his legs. His head penis bounces out. “Do I make you this heard?” you say, grabbing it with your left hand and wrapping your mouth around the tip, creating circle-like motions with your tongue. You widen your mouth and bob up and down his deep throat, his big dick. Using your acrylic nails too lightly to run up and down his abs, you could feel him starting to quiver.
“Holy fuck…..I forgot how good you were at this,” he said, grabbing a pillow to muffle his moans.
You work your way down to his balls, popping and sucking on one at a time while wanking him off. He sits on his elbow, and you look up at him. “let’s get these off you so I can get the full picture of what I’m working with” he smiled as you stopped, rolled over, and lifted your bum so he could pull your undies off you shimmy to the end of the bed and stand up. In contrast, Chris sat in the corner, taking the half ripped jeans the rest of the way. You walk over to him and stand between his legs. He’s looking up at you.
You unclip your bra and roll it down your arms and onto the floor. “Now that’s what I’m talking about,” he says as he launches at your breast sucking one nipple while twisting the other.
“Someone is eager,” you laugh as you run your fingers through his hair. He starts to stand, and places his hands on your shoulders to turn you around, so your back is to the bed.
“I love you so much,” he said, laying you down on the bed again.
“I love you too” you grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. He pulled away and was now kneeling in between your legs. He spat in his hand to us as lubrication. He lined his penis up with your entrance and slid in.
"Fucccck," he moaned. He started to thrust into you faster. You use your hand to rub your clit. "Uhhhhhhhh Chris….right there,” you moan loudly. He places a hand on your stomach to stop you from squirming, making you even more aroused.
He starts to rest his body on yours, and you can feel his weight on top of you, his pelvis rubbing against your clit. “Oh my god, YES….YES,” you scream. He starts to bite your neck as he holds you in his high.
Pleasure takes over your body, and you feel your walls tightening around his big cock. Twitching while he slows down his movements, using your nails to scratch his back as you come down from the orgasm.
Chris hovers over you while still thrusting “it’s not over yet, baby” he grabs your leg, lifting and resting your ankle on his shoulder, opening your entrance so he can push in deeper.
He licks his fingers and starts to rub your clit once more. You arch your back as the rubbing sensation begins to overstimulate you in a good way.
“Come on baby....one more….one more….one more,” he said. You could tell he was close. The thrust was sloppy. Your walls clenched around his penis one more time, this time. He finished with you, releasing inside you.
“Holy shit,” he said, pulling out and lying down next to him with heavy breathing. “ I forgot what that was like,” he laughed out of breath.
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can i just say that i've just finished reading that angst headcanons/imagines/scenarios or whatever it's supposed to be called about the boys reacting to y/n dying and i'm just...i'm just a sobbing mess.
it's well-written so 1000/10 for that, but whY MUST YOU ATTACK MY HEART IN THIS MANNER???? i love your work, but my poor heart ack-
btw is there any possibility to ask for a request for a same scenario but for kazutora, mitsuya, and hanma? like for kazutora's part, imagine if it wasn't yknow who died but its y/n 🥲
omg you’re so nice first of all thank you 😭 and OMG YES
TR Boys Reaction To You Dying Pt. 2
Tokyo Revengers Boys (Kazutora, Shuji, & Takashi) X Gn!Reader
Genre: Pure Angst
Warnings: Swearing, Suicide (kind of? it’s what happened to baji did so idk what to label it as 🤷♂️)
Hanemiya Kazutora:
All Kazutora could think was that it was all his fault that this happened. He was too caught up in his own world that he didn’t even know what he was doing anymore. He didn’t even know you had shown up to the fight until he stabbed you instead of Baji.
“Y/n?” Kazutora asked, dropping the knife immediately when he saw you standing between him and Baji, blood dripping onto the ground below you. He completely froze, not knowing what he had just done or why he even did it. “Baby, are you okay?”
You held onto the stab wound, coughing up blood as you looked at your boyfriend. “I just wanted you…to stop.” You choked out before collapsing to your knees.
Everyone had stopped and was watching you by now, shocked that you had even protected Baji from both sides when your whole body landed on the car below you. Spitting blood out of your mouth, you laid on your back, staring up at the blue sky that was dusted with white clouds.
“Y/n!”
You heard multiple people yell your name, but you couldn’t even tell who it was until you saw Kazutora kneeling beside you. “Y/n! Keep your eyes open, okay?!”
You shook your head from side to side, raising your hand to put it on Kazutora’s face before quietly speaking, “Give it to me, the knife.”
“What? Why? Look, Y/n you just gotta stay awake okay?” Kazutora spoke fast, clearly freaking out on both the outside and inside, not even caring about the gang fight anymore.
“Hand it over, Kazutora.” You said his full name which caused him to go quiet, staring down at you with saddened eyes before handing you the knife that already had your blood on it. “Thank you, babe. I love you.” You told him.
“I love you too, Y/n.” Kazutora said to you.
You bundled up your shirt at the top, putting it in your mouth so you had something to bite down on before plunging the knife into your stomach and twisting it around, then pulling it back out and dropping it.
Kazutora wrapped his arms around you and held you close to him as you lived your last moments, and he couldn’t even say anything. “I’m sorry, Y/n. I always will love you.” Was all he said after you died.
Kazutora then took the blame for killing you, resulting im him ending up in jail again but he wasn’t angry about it. He was just sad. So sad that he didn’t even try to get out of jail and get back into the gang life. He just sat around, continuously saying,
“It’s all my fault.”
Hanma Shuji:
Shuji swore that he would never allow you to get hurt while he was away doing gang activities that he didn’t want you included in. That’s why he always had someone beside you and a bodyguard to make sure you would always be safe. But even then, it didn’t work.
It was half past 1 in the morning when Shuji’s phone rang while he was with the other Valhalla members, beating up some random other gang member. Shuji stopped punching the other male, standing up straight and took his phone out of his pocket and opened it, answering. “Yes?”
“Shuji…”
Shuji’s breath hitched when he heard your shaky and quiet voice, and he immediately knew that something was wrong. “Y/n? Where are you, darling? Is something wrong?”
“I’m…at home. B-But someone..got in.” You tried your best to reply, but it was coming out shaky and slow.
“I’ll be there in five minutes. I promise, baby. Okay? I love you.” Shuji told you before turning around and looking at everyone, taking the phone away from his ear. “Kazutora, you’re in charge until I get back, understand? As for everyone else, just do what you’re told.” He said to everyone, proceeding to then walk out and make his way onto the streets when he started to sprint down the different roads.
Now he was just making sure that he made it to your place in five minutes like he said he would, which usually he would be able to do easily, but he was more determined now that he had heard something had gone wrong whilst he was away. Upon reaching your place, he saw the front door opened already and he quickly rushed inside. “Y/n?! Baby, where are you?!” He called out as he started to run through every room in the house.
He finally made it to your room where you laid on the floor, a puddle of blood beneath you as you were taking shallow and slow breaths. “Y/n!” Shuji yelled out your name, going over to you and kneeling down beside you. He grabbed you and lifted you up, holding you in his arms as he checked for your pulse. When he felt it he let out a sigh of relief but it was very weak and barely noticeable which made him realize he probably only had a few more moments with you.
“I’m sorry, Y/n. For not being here when I should have. I’m so fucking stupid, I should have just stayed here with you. I’m sorry, darling. I’m sorry.” Shuji said to you, his voice cracking halfway through as tears welled up in his eyes.
You looked up at him and smiled lightly despite you dying in his arms. “It’s okay, Shuji. Don’t...blame yourself. I still love you.” You had never seen the boy cry before, that’s how you knew that he did really love you, that he wasn’t just saying it so he could manipulate or get things from you.
“I love you too.” Shuji whispered out.
Soon enough, your head went limp and your eyes were stuck open, all of the life drained from your face as blood dirtied the floor and Shuji’s clothes. “Y/n? Y/n? Wake up, please.” The boy pleaded to your now deceased body, but he knew that he wouldn’t be able to get you back. Not ever again.
Shuji became what you would have never wanted him to become, a terrible person who killed anyone if they even looked at him the wrong way, and most importantly, one that drank all of his feelings after the day was over, crying to himself over your death still.
Because he would never get you back. And he regretted that the most.
Mitsuya Takashi:
Takashi was the most important person in your life, just like you were to him. He had told you on multiple occasions that he wanted to be with you forever. And he thought it would really happen. Boy, was he wrong. So, so wrong.
You two were walking down the busy street, eating street food while going inside stores and just admiring the night scenery. Everything was going perfectly normal, until it all changed within a few seconds.
“Hey, babe?” Takashi said, looking over at you.
“Yeah?” You repled.
“Do you wanna get married some day in the future?”
The question that came out of your boyfrien’s mouth shocked you, and you didn’t know how to reply. You both were still teenagers, how the hell were you supposed to know? “Only if it’s you I’m marrying.” You aswered with a smile.
Takashi smiled back and pressed his lips against yours before pulling away quickly after. “Same here.” He told you.
Suddenly, car tires screeched on the black cement road and one zoomed around, an all black van. It’s windows opened and guns pointed out of them before they started to fire. Takashi quickly wrapped his body around you and covered you with his, not even caring if he would end up getting killed because of it.
After the car drove off, Takashi looked at you and asked in a frantic voice, “Y/n, are you okay?”
You looked at him, then down to your side, shaking your head as you spat out blood. Takashi’s eyes widened as he yelled out your name, but you had collapsed onto the ground, grabbing at your abdomen where the gunshot wound was, blood beginning to soak through your clothes and onto the sidewalk below you.
“No, no, no. Y/n! Stay with me!” He yelled, taking his phone out of his pocket and about to call the polce when you grabbed his hand, stopping him. “What?”
“Don’t. It’s okay.” You told him, a small smile on your face.
“It’s not okay! I can’t lose you! We-We just talked about getting married some day!” The boy continued to yell.
“Maybe...in another life, we will.” You spoke barely above a whisper, your vision starting to darken and turn blurry. “I love you, Mitsuya Takashi.”
“I love you too, Y/n.” Takashi replied to you but you didn’t respond. “Y/n?” He reached his hand over and shook you gently, and when you didn’t move he looked at your face, then realizing that you were gone. He sat on the ground, and put his hands over his face, beginning to cry.
Takashi cried and mourned over your death everyday, despite people telling him to move on. He just couldn’t. He would never be able to find someone he would love like he loved you. He knew that. So that’s how it remained the rest of his life. Lonely, and depressed.
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I wanna talk about my fandom experiences on this site.
I joined tumblr somewhere around 2013-2014. I’d have been around 14-15 years old at the time. I had already been reading fanfiction for five years (I was 10 when I started I think) and had cycled through The Lion King 2, Harry Potter, Thor and Doctor Who, before landing on How To Train Your Dragon. I was reading a fic on fanfiction.net that linked the author’s tumblr bio in the A/N and that’s how I discovered tumblr.
I didn’t get an account for almost a year, but I would log on every day to see what my favorite author posted. She was 25+ (I think), married, and trying for kids. I believe by the time I moved on from HTTYD, she did end up having them. I would log onto anon almost every day to leave her messages on how much I loved her writing.
I’m not going to name who she is--even though she’s moved on from tumblr--but she made a huge impact on my life and influenced how I view fandom. She received a ton of anon hate, but handled it graciously. People came at her over the fact she was older, wrote adult content, wanted kids, had a few miscarriages, etc and she still was the most gracious person I ever observed.
Through her interactions with mutuals and other fandom blogs, I discovered other HTTYD blogs (still not naming any names, as most of them are still active). By this time I had moved onto the MLB fandom, which was just starting to get it’s roots.
After an awkward interaction with an author on AO3, where I begged for an update on a fic I loved and the author (rightfully) exploded on me, I went to a well-known HTTYD blog (a person who is 25+ btw) that I liked and respected and--on anon--asked what I had done wrong.
This person was well within their right to tear me apart, but this person kindly explained my error. I went back to the author on AO3 and apologized profusely. Three years later, when I was writing fic of my own and experienced younger readers treating me as I treated the one author, I remembered how kind the one tumblr account was to me.
This fandom blog that corrected my error and compassionately explained why I was in the wrong, is also someone who has received a lot of anon hate over the years. They’ve always pushed themselves forward, kept their inbox open, and continued to interact with those on anon. I have so much respect for them because they’ve put up with so much shit here, and still continue to be an active part of their fandom.
In the Doctor Who fandom, I followed a tumblr blog who not only was 30+ and with children, but who was an actual author (like I’ve purchased her shit from Barnes and Noble). She humored all of my asks, was kind in every interaction (anon and otherwise), and introduced me to new fandoms that I’m still a part of.
None of these people are even in the age bracket of 40+, but they are what you younger fandom goers view as “old people.” Recently, in my inbox, I’ve received a lot of hate for 40+ Tumblr blogs. I’ve also been “accused” of lying about my age and being 40+ myself because I “defend them so adamantly.”
My defense is strong because I was treated with kindness and compassion by older fandom members. I value them because they are good people. You don’t stop being interested in x fandom just because you have kids or turn 25, 30, 40 or have a career.
And FYI, these fandoms that you hate-anons are a part of-- the ones that you shame 40+ year olds for being in--are created by people who are 40+. Your content isn’t created by teenagers.
We should value older members in our fandom. They are the ones who have paved the way for us. They are the one’s running AO3. They are the ones running ComicCon. They are the ones graciously continuing to create content (for free!!) for you younger members.
Sadly, most of you won’t understand, or agree with me, until you hit a certain age and realize that you’re still interested in x fandom and you have kids/a career/etc. You’re going to find yourself in a position where you regret who you were as a teenager/young adult and how you treated those around you.
I was fortunate enough to be in a space where I was allowed to grow beyond my shortcomings and broaden my perspective. I only hope the rest of you will be able to do the same.
I hear you when you talk about p*dos on this site. I have zero interactions with these people. I have never met a p*do here. That’s a topic I don’t like to touch with a ten-foot-pole as someone who’s been a victim of such things IRL. Which is also none of your business btw, but I feel like is worth noting.
If there are any 40+ (or any age but that's the one the anons are so set on) p*dos on this site, then I’m 100% behind you on the fact that they’re creepy and don’t belong here. Let’s please remember to not generalize every person above a certain age as a p*do, however.
We are a community that should strive to protect and uplift each other, but it’s not my responsibility to protect minors on this site, it’s a courtesy for me to tag my shit as sensitive content, and I will not fall victim to purity culture as many others have.
If you are a minor interacting with my blog, you are not my responsibility and I would prefer not to interact if possible. However, if you come in good faith, onto anon, and start an interaction with me, I will strive to be like the older members on tumblr who were kind to me.
Let’s please continue to value what older fandom members have done for us. <3
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|| Twins
Pairings - Wilbur x Reader × Techno
Growing up within the Philza Minecraft household it was pretty tough being the only girl there. Tommy would always be yelling at Tubbo so you couldn't study properly, Wilbur was always loud fighting with Tommy. You all weren't blood-related but Philza just took you in from Dream when you were in your teenage years.
At the time You, Techno, and Wilbur were close to age so you all would get along smoothly. When you were 15 Techno and Wilbur were 16, Philza had you guys train a lot and work. You sorta were one of Philza's favorites so you didn't have to work all the time.
You and Techno were in a pretty tight relationship, he was calm and collective and wasn't so loud. He was one of the reasons that keep the house quiet. Wilbur was sorta the opposite of his twin and It showed, he was into music while Techno wanted anarchy and no government.
Tommy usually wasn't home because he played with Tubbo, being only teenagers it was pretty boring without social interaction from other people. You decided to train with Techno for a while to get better if you needed to fight against anything or anyone.
He said he'd be gentle even though he wasn't even that stronger than you were, it wasn't a sword fight because you didn't want to get scared it was just a normal training session on seeing who gets on the ground first.
Of course, it's unfair since he weighs more than you. "This is unfair, you weigh more," you didn't like being on the ground more or less being underneath somebody. "I thought you like challenges." He stops for a moment and puts his hands in his pocket.
"Not ones I know that I'm going to lose," He knew that he would win so you can't let him win on his own. "Unrelated topic {Y/N}," you look back at him shifting your attention and hum as a response. "Since we aren't blood-related we could be in a relationship."
He's not wrong but it would be a large pill to swallow being in a relationship with somebody you grew up with. "You aren't wrong but we're still minors," you laugh it off not thinking about the moment.
As you grew up you didn't stop thinking about that moment that Techno said 5 years ago, you were an adult at the time so you could do anything now including drinking and having sex. You hung out with Techno and Wilbur more often since Tommy was a teenager you only sometimes visit him whenever you visit Philza.
You had a pretty big place to stay in but it was very secretive since you were attached to it and whenever somebody has attachments on the server it's a weigh down. You exit out of your house walking down the stairs.
You hear your wolf barking and ignore the sounds, Techno had invited you to a Hot springs to catch up on whatever you guys were doing. Nothing much was thought about the moment but you thought about being alone with Techno half-naked.
You continue walking through the dirty and deep vines, your shoe gets stuck halfway but you shake it off and keep going. The hot springs weren't originally spawned but it was something built by Lazarbeam.
You weren't far away from anything so it wasn't going to be such a long walk, you cut through the forest to get into the Dream SMP. Not too far from the path, you were a few feet from the hot springs.
You just assumed you were earlier than Techno and you open the door to the hot springs, you walk inside and close the door looking around. Techno's crown and cape is placed on the hook, he was here before you.
There's a red beanie on a hook as well but you don't look at it very much. You take off your jacket and hang it on the hook, you throw your shoes on the ground and leave them in the room. You make your way into the Female bathroom and close the door behind you.
You start stripping off your clothes off and taking your bra and underwear off. You place your old clothes on the top shelf, you throw your pocket knife on the ground because you didn't want it to get rusty inside of the bath.
You walk over towards the shower area and grab the showerhead, you turn it on and start spraying your body with the water. After a few light sprays of water, you grab a towel and wrap it around your chest.
You keep it tied up tightly, You look at your legs making sure they aren't bruised or showing any body hair. It wasn't visible or wasn't even there so you made your way out of the bathroom outside where the hot tub was.
You peek outside and see Wilbur and Techno waiting, having a dirty mind came with two perks. Having a threesome with men you grew up with but weren't blood-related too, or have rough sex with one of them and let the other be jealous.
You shake the thoughts and enter inside of the hot tub. You remove the towel once you were in the water and throw it to the side. You had seen male genitals before nothing to be dirty-minded about, plus you and Techno had multiple moments when you've seen each other naked.
being stared down at by two men naked was very odd. "Techno remember five years ago when we were about to fight," he takes a moment to think back Wilbur wasn't aware of the situation because it was an inside thing.
"Yeah, I suppose," he responds since you guys were still minors at the time of the conversation before it was illegal but if you did it now it wouldn't be illegal. The guilt of having sexual acts with somebody you grew up with faded away the older you grew up.
It's embarrassing to out yourself in such a pitiful way, "Want to do it now?" Knowing that Wilbur was still there with you and Techno it sorta gave you an ego boost. "Wilbur's still here," you smile at techno and cover the expressions because that's immature.
"Threesomes exist," Obviously there wouldn't be any relationship between Wilbur and Techno it was just having relationships toward the female in the relationship. Techno stays quiet for a moment and Wilbur leaned back putting his arms up.
You move closer to Technoblade and grab his chin looking back up at him. "C'mon Techno You'd enjoy it," teasing Technoblade is a very dominant move since he's normally more dominant than others.
Techno gives in and places his hands on your waist picking you up. You wrap your legs around his waist. He moves you both over towards Wilbur, Techno moves his towel to the side and places you on top of him.
You stop for a moment to take him in at once. Virgins are usually the horniest people, you don't move for a while neither does he at least 'for the moment.'
Wilbur isn't getting much attention since you had more feelings for Techno but also shared a good amount with Wilbur. Technoblade was everybody's favorite... Wilbur moves behind you grabbing onto your boobs.
He pinches your nipples for a moment, teasing your reflexes. You squeal from it and then get very weak from it. Techno starts moving himself but it's not fast because the water slows the pace down.
Nothing could go possibly wrong, just with your two favorite boys.. Wilbur rubs over your nipples not being so rough on you. Techno grabs one of your legs and spreads it further apart by a little giving him more room to work with.
The water was getting really warm against your skin and the teasing wasn't helping it very much. Two twins in opposite positions one teasing your upper half the other teasing your lower half. Wilbur got bored and started leaving bite marks on your body, each bitemark trace hurt from the last one.
Techno hit your g-spot even inside of the water and you squirm and squeal. Guest the statement "never trust twins" comes into play at this moment. It's not safe to climax into a hot tub even though there's chlorine inside of the water it's still dangerous.
Before you could ever state that you were going to Climax Techno stops thrusting and then pulls out causing you to have a failed orgasm. He likes seeing you on your edge knowing that you can't get what you wanted.
Your body was covered in bite marks and it was very visible. "You're so annoying," Techno laughs at you and flicks your head leaving you with Wilbur holding closely onto you.
✩‧₊ Make Sure to Drink water / Eat ✩‧
✩‧ Btw it's about to be 4 am < 3 ✩‧
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karasuno first years out late w/ their s/o
request: Could you write how 1st years (yachi too pls🥺) going out with their s/o late at night ?
a/n: this is such a cute little concept i --
[KARASUNO FIRST YEARS OUT LATE AT NIGHT WITH THEIR S/O]
-tsukishima, kageyama, yamaguchi, hinata, yachi
tsukishima kei.
not gonna lie, he’s often awake late at night. he’s a night owl and doesn’t mind sacrificing his sleep to watch some youtube videos
occasionally, he even goes out late at night, slipping past his parents and brother’s room and softly closing the front door with his headphones covering his ears and his hands stuffed in his pockets
so when you text him at 3am and ask if he can go out with you to the convenience store, he agrees in seconds to meet you at the halfway point between your houses
wastes no time in putting on his sneakers and a hoodie; he wants to get there quickly so that you aren’t left out by yourself
tsukishima knows there’s creeps out there, which is exactly why he jogs to the halfway point and is relieved when he’s the first one there
as soon as he sees you in the distance he fast walks to catch up to you, and slips his hand into yours
he totally brings bluetooth earbuds so that you two can listen to the same music instead of his wired headphones <3 uwu
is always on the lookout for any weirdos, and if he spots someone eyeing you up he shoots them the nastiest glare
eventually wraps his arms around your shoulder while your hand is sitll in his and its that cute little thing where your arms is across your chest holding his hand </3
pays for whatever you get at the store, ignores your complaints and tells you to shut up when you continue to insist on paying
“im trying to be a good boyfriend for once, for the love of god PLEASE shut up”
secretly takes a candid photo of you at some point in the night and sets it as his home screen -- NOT his lock screen, and when you see it he outright denies having taken it
tsukishima: you told me to take a picture of you
you: stop lying i know you’re a closet hopeless romantic
convinces you to stop at the park and eat the snacks you both got there, music still humming in your ears as the moonlight washes you both in cool tones
tsukishima when he’s alone with you is so soft -- he literally kisses your hand and temple and mutters very softly “love you”
all in all, tsukishima kei is the perfect night-owl boyfriend to go on snack-runs with
kageyama tobio.
"why would i go out right now. do you know what time it is. i have practice in the morning”
kags really out here kinda hurtin’ your feelin’s ngl boy doesn’t understand the vibes LOL
honestly you probably woke him up, he’s asleep at like ten every night (even tho he still has homework to do he just flat-out ignores it LOL)
only agrees to go out walking with you because you said he could bring his volleyball and you’d toss a few for him....and also because he’s a little worried because it’s so dark out
doesn’t walk with you to the park but meets you there LOL
he deadass has his wholeass duffel bad with the ball, two waterbottles, two towelettes, volleyball sneakers and everything
“you know,,,,we’re not playing a game, right, tobio?”
“yeah???? and??? what’s your point”
acts nonchalant but is totally having fun and is lowkey glad you asked him to go out so late because it’s cool out, there’s no one to bother him, and you just look...really good under the stars
he’s not a cheesy person but...god you just take his breath away sometimes. not that he’ll ever say that though
you ask to take a break like thirty minutes in because you are LITERALLY dying meanwhile he hasn’t even broken a sweat (”you’re already tired? maybe you should workout more” “shut UP kageyama”)
you both sit on the bench, and you’re lowkey waiting for him to reach for your hand but they’re just folded in his lap as he stares out in the nothingness of night
kageyama can’t take a hint. we know this. he’s incapable of knowing what you want unless you flat out tell him; so you have to be a very honest person
he doesn’t even really initiate skinship, not because he doesn’t want to, but just because it never really crosses his mind
plus he doesn’t feel the need to constantly show affection because he thinks it’s obvious that he likes you
despite this, he is good at spotting weird people, and he’s pretty protective of you, so you’re completely safe with him. trust him, he’ll keep you safe
all in all, have patience and stamina because kags will play volleyball with you until you pass out. also, he loves you
yamaguchi tadashi.
is in bed by 11pm but doesn’t actually go to sleep until two am because he’s scrolling through tiktok on his phone
sees your text about wanting to go out for a late night walk and maybe go through the little forest near your house and automatically sends a text that says “ill meet you at your window! can you pack some snacks? :)”
he walks all the way to your house, even if it’s more convenient to meet halfway because he wants to protect you! he’s not the strongest nor is he the most intimidating, so all he really has to offer is his presence
despite not being strong nor scary, yams literally has eagle eye. you can’t tell me that he can’t read people in a heartbeat -- he’s extremely perceptive
also texts you to not bring a jacket because he’s bringing on of his own for you !!! so sweet what the hell
he waits at your front door and when you step out he automatically pushes his volleyball jacket into your hands and he takes the bag of snacks from you and sticks out one of his hands UGH such a gentleman
lets you ramble about anything and stares at your side profile as he listens
joins in with a few quips here and there but ultimately is pretty quite and lets you speak or lets the silence cozy into the conversation
sees that there’s a guy sitting on a bench up the road and he switches places with you so that you’re further away from the stranger
also wraps a protective hand around your waist until you both are past the random dude but yams will glance behind yall every once in a while
when you two reach the mini forest he ends up taking the lead claiming that he knows a good spot
and damn, he’s right
it’s a little clearing that is illuminated solely by the moonlight and he sets the bag of snacks down beside him before sitting down himself, apologizing for not bringing a blanket that you two could sit on
pats the spot next to him so that you sit right beside him and he leans back with his hand on yours ONGMIRG
is the super cheesy type and tells you that you look really pretty and that,,,he kind of wants to kiss you
you: *experiencing heart palpitations* and you did this for what.
yamaguchi: ...because i love you?
you: *K.O*
all in all, yamaguchi is the boyfriend that completely indulges your late-night escapades <3
hinata shoyo.
is either completely fast asleep and doesn’t see your text or was awake and not planning to sleep for the next five hours, no in-between
but if he’s awake and sees your text, he agrees right away and asks where you want to meet up and what time because homeboy probably has to bike to get there AgAGAGAGA
literally doesn’t even show up in sneakers. he’s wearing sandals and shorts with a short sleeve top
“i came in my pjs”
“i see that.”
asks if you two can bike around instead because he doesn’t want to have to wheel his bike around for like an hour
he tells you to hold on tight because the bike was built for one person, and when you press against his back his warmth is literally so,,,comforting
has no sense of awareness and will scream going down a hill in the middle of a neighborhood, no fucks given
so, no, he doesn’t notice any weriod people even if there are some around
you always end up running into some weird people and you get new interesting stories every other day because let’s be honest hinata is a magnet for crazy shit and crazy people (usually crackheads)
you both just ride around as he talks about his day, usually his sister always comes up in the conversation( “she asked me to marry you the other day” “doirhgAEROIHFGRE SHOYO WHAT” “what? i told her i would. i keep my promises!”)
after like thirty minutes he begs for a break and you stop at a little 24/7 ice cream store that is run by the sweetest elderly couple
you share a sundae because you don’t want to eat too much this late at night
he plops on the bench right outside the store with his bike leaning against the metal handles, and h snuggles up to you and watches you scroll on your phone
he talks a little here and there, but for the most part, he goes quiet, and it’s during this time where you’re unaware of his gaze that he just takes his time drinking in your features in the yellow light of the lamppost
he can’t read the mood most times, but this time he does, and he stays quiet, and he thinks to himself
that he really will marry you one day
all in all, hinata gives you the impulsive young teenage experience of late night bike rides while eating his fair share of ice cream
yachi hitoka.
another either or, except this time she’s either fast asleep or stressing over homework and the nine tests she has the next day
when you ask if she can go on a walk with you she’s hesitant because she doesn’t want to get in trouble with her mom and she’s a total goody goody and terrified of doing anything reckless; but then she remembers that her mom was on a business trip and so she, very cautiously, says yes
you: good. i’m outside your door btw
yachi: i never had a choice did i
you have to meet her at her house because she’s way too scared to walk by herself at night; she might even make you factime her as you commute because she’s worried for you
jumps at every little thing, even the crows cawing make her shit herself
instictively grabs onto your sleeve and nervously look around the entire time, to the point where she doesn’t hear what you say
so you offer to go to a little cafe that’s still open and right away she nods
she’s so adorable, she bows really deeply when you two walk into the store and apologizes for it being so late
and finally, because you two are safe, she’s calm and smiling as she sips at her strawberry smoothie
awkwardly and very shyly reaches out for your hand on the table and gently lays her palm on yours
canon: yachi totally has freckles and you can’t convince me otherwise
her face is red and her freckles are just on display you can’t help but coo at her and tuck some hair behind her ear because god could she get any cuter?
you two end up staying for like a hour and a half and very shyly she asks if you could walk her home
and this time on the walk she’s not overly cautious and seems to enjoy the nighttime breeze and your hand softly clasping hers
does that cute thing where she lays her head on your shoulder or arm while you both are walking and looks up at you through her eyelashes and asks if you could give her a kiss on the cheek </3
you: stop. please. im going to die.
when you’re at her door she literally just stands there awkwardly for a few seconds before tilting her head upwards and pressing her lips to yours and then promptly running inside
video calls you three seconds afterwards to make sure you get home safely
all in all, you might need to be the impulsive one, but yachi enjoys spending late night time with you more than she admits. also please kiss her thanks
#haikyuu!!#haikyū!!#haikyuu#haikyuu fluff#haikyuu x reader#tsukishima x reader#kageyama x reader#yamaguchi x reader#hinata x reader#yachi x reader#tsukishima fluff#kageyama fluff#yamaguchi fluff#hinata fluff#yachi fluff#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu karasuno#haikyuu x you#haikyuu scenarios
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It’s a Deal (Chapter 12)
Chapter Summary: Bucky romances the shit out of you. In his own way.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Words: 5.4k
Warnings: drinking, cursing, old friends partying together, smut, semi-public sex, oral sex (f), face fucking.
A/N: I shouldn’t tease you guys as much as I do when I respond the comments, lol! Thank you so much for all the feedback, btw. Be nice to Bucky, he’s never been in love before. Thank you, @lesqui, for sparing me some time even when you have so much in your plate. Love you. The link to my masterlist, where you can find the other chapters, is on my description. Feedback is highly appreciated.
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*no Alpine in this particular chapter, but the art is just too amazing and fitting for the two of them in this story not to seize the opportunity to use it when the talented @muffinshark gave me permission.
The sour taste of lemon eases down the burn in your throat after the second shot of tequila of the night. Laughs and chattering sounds mingle with the beats around you in the dark place.
“So, how’s single life treating you, Y/n?” Brianna asks raising her voice to be heard, making the attention of your other friends, Maddie and Taylor, turn to you as well with expectant looks on their faces while the four of you stands around a tall and stylish table.
Since they all wanted to dance, you ended up choosing a restaurant that turned into a club later in the night. The place is a bit too fancy for your taste, but the music is good, as well as the drinks and the company.
At college, they were your little gang, but with time, as your relationship with Eddie became more and more serious, the group ended up drifting apart, shrinking the relationship into occasional text messages and even more rare encounters. Maddie is the exception, since her fiancée, David, is friends with Eddie, which led to the four of you keep hanging out as couples.
You feel guilty and stupid for letting them aside, because you missed this, so much. And so did they, for when you called them, they were all on board to start seeing each other more.
“Pretty good, actually,” you answer, taking a sip of your bottle of water. You don’t mind getting a bit tipsy that night, but you need to get an uber by yourself back home and you definitely don’t want it to escalate to you ending up drunk on a stranger’s car, “I mean, I’ve been seeing you guys more often, I’ve been reading a lot, watching all my favorite films-”
“Don’t you miss banging?” Brianna asks, frowning at you.
“Bri,” Taylor scolds, but turns her focus on you, anyway, waiting for an answer, as does Maddie.
You clear your throat, making some time before answering. You haven’t told them about Bucky… you’re not even sure why, but you suspect that it’s just because you don’t know exactly how to define him in your life. For a reason you still don’t have clear in your mind, you can’t just refer to him as a guy you had a deal with to bang, “Ahm… I’m not focusing on that right now.” You shrug, not telling a complete lie.
“Ugh, girl, you should,” Brianna grimaces, “I mean… we all know Eddie was your first and only,” She huffs, “Now that you’re out there in the world, there’s so much you could explore. I mean… so much.” She smirks.
“You better hurry up, though,” Maddie says, gulping down some water, “Eddie is determined to get back with you, he’s been talking to David a lot about it and, I mean, he proposed and all.”
The grimace on Brianna’s face twists hard, while Taylor smiles sympathetically at you.
“I know…” You sigh, looking down for a second, “I just don’t know how I feel about it.”
“You know what? It was about time that relationship of yours with Eddie to be over-“
“Alright, alright,” Taylor, ever the peacemaker intervenes, shooting a warning look at Brianna, who stays quiet but doesn’t seem too happy about it, “Enough about exes and fiancées.” Taylor looks past your shoulders and nods, just when a small smirk curls up her lips, “Look at that guy right there… a damn greek God, he would be perfect for you to explore, like Bri said.”
You chuckle lightly, not really getting as excited as you are expected to be.
While Maddie stands on her toes to look for the guy, you spot when Brianna’s face light up right before she shrieks, “Holy shit, that’s not just some hot guy, that’s The Winter Fucking Soldier.”
The air catches in your throat as your eyes widen, “Bucky?” You swiftly turn towards the direction they’re looking at. And there’s the man himself. Sipping from a glass of whiskey while listening to what one of the two girls he’s talking to is saying. Before there’s a chance of his gaze lock with yours, your face snaps forward again.
You ignore Brianna squinting at you, and bring your bottle of water to your suddenly dry lips. Seeing him there made you, all of a sudden, a nervous teenager who spots a crush at a party. You do need to figure out your damn feelings soon…
“Oh, yeah…” Maddie says, realization running over her face, “That’s him. Damn he looks good… Y/N, oh my God, do you often come across him at work?” She asks, excited curiosity on her voice.
“Sometimes, yeah…” you mumble, biting your lip, still a bit shook by his presence. Could it be just a coincidence? You remember telling him you were going out, but you don’t remember telling him where you would be…
“You’re so lucky to work there,” Taylor sighs while your mind runs at full speed, “The Avengers… holy shit, why are they all so hot? That Falcon dude…”
“What about Captain America? That ass…” Maddie says, with a dreamy tone, “And Thor… Tony Stark…the damn Hulk...”
“Bucky?” Brianna finally speaks, squinting harder at you and interrupting Maddie while she went over all the Avengers names and hotness, “Bucky? When did you two get so intimate… and why are you so flustered to see him here?” She tips her chin and waves all over you. Her eyes go bigger before she smirks, “You sneaky little I’m not focusing on sex right now bitch, you’ve been fucking him, haven’t you? You’ve been boning the Winter Soldier.”
You’re sure you look like a deer caught in headlights, because Maddie and Taylor gaping expressions now match Brianna’s. Seeing no point or really no good reason to hide the blatant truth from your friends, you allow you initial fluster to mold into a smirks, “A lot of fucking, actually,” you admit.
After the squeaky reaction, you tell them all about the deal you had with Bucky, just leaving out the part when he confessed his feelings. That’s still a sensitive topic to you and you’re not sure how much Bucky would be ok with having such an intimate situation exposed. The sex bits, though? You’re pretty sure he wouldn’t mind whatsoever.
“Oh my god,” Taylor gasps when you’re done, “I’m gonna need another shot after that.” She fans herself before calling for a waiter.
“Make it four, we’re all pretty thirsty now,” Brianna wiggles her eyebrows at you, “Holy shit, and here I was thinking our girl was moping around and drying out from the inside of that vagina out.” She scoffs to herself, ”You go, you glorious bitch.” She reaches out for a discreet high five under the table, to which you quickly respond with a laugh.
“Ahm, guys…” Maddie calls, frowning at the screen of her phone after looking up with an apologetic expression, “David just texted me. He and Eddie are at the door to come in.” She cringes.
“Oh…” You frown at the news.
“Shit…” Brianna laughs, while the waiter arrives with the trail of shots Taylor had ordered, “This sure is going to be an interesting night.” She catches two glasses from the trail, handing one directly to you.
“Maddie, did you tell David to come? Of course he would bring Eddie…” Taylor tilts her head in a chastising way while the waiter places the other two shots on the table.
“I didn’t know,” Maddie looks helpless, before turning to you, “Y/N, I swear… I can call David and tell them to go somewhere else, he will understand-“
“Shh,” you wave and shake your head at her dismissively, “Don’t worry, Mads, it’s fine.” You soothe her, “But my plans of going home sober have just gone down the drain.” You shrug, right before turning down your shot.
Grimacing at the sower taste, you glance behind your shoulder. You don’t spot Bucky there, anymore. You doubt he has left the place, but you catch yourself wishing that was the case. Eddie being there doesn’t bother you as much as the possibility of Bucky thinking you had made plans with your ex.
Damn… you really need to put your feelings in check.
“Alright,” Brianna turns down her shot and claps her hands, “Come on, let’s dance, we can fix ourselves another shot in our way,” she decides, pulling you by the hand, to which you offer no resistance.
You have no idea what Eddie or Bucky are doing there and of course it puts you off a bit, since you weren’t expecting an encounter with the two of them that night… but you know one thing, you came here to have fun and you might as well do exactly that.
While Taylor and Maddie choose to stay by the table, you and Brianna go to the dance floor. There’s a lot of dancing, drinking and laughs… so much laughing. The DJ puts on a playlist from your college decade and you two go wild with that.
“I need some water, be right back,” Brianna pants in your ear at some point, and you just nod, too involved in the music to stop dancing. This is one of the perks of staying single. You discovered a lot about you and just how much you enjoy dancing was something you’ve never been aware of yourself before.
A few minutes pass after Brianna left and you keep swaying to the music until you feel a pair of arms around your waist. A smile pops in your lips as an instant flashback surges in your mind: the first time you went out with Bucky… met his friends… danced with them until he came to get you… circling his arms around you just like that.
Chuckling, you turn around but the smiling face your gaze meets is not the one you saw back then.
It’s Eddie.
“Hi,” he greets, keeping his hands on your waist.
You sure hope the disappointment isn’t etched on your face when you greet him back with a weak but friendly enough hello. You take a step back, unraveling yourself from his hands.
“Ahm…” He clears his throat, letting his arms fall to each side of him, “I saw you dancing when I came in.” He smiles, tilting his face closer to you and speaking loudly so you can hear him, “You looked beautiful…”
At the compliment your eyes shift to the floor and, not really sure how to respond, you just let out a small and breathy laugh.
“I hope you don’t mind me being here, David called me and I… I’m not gonna lie, I really wanted to see you.” He leans even closer.
“Eddie…” you sigh, taking another step back as your eyes, almost involuntarily, roams around, trying to spot if anyone is watching you. And by anyone, your mind means Bucky. You find him. He’s up there in one of the mezzanines, engaged on a conversation with a group of people. You’re not even sure he’s seen you there. He’s not looking at you and he hasn’t come to say hello…
“Ahm,” Eddie brushes the back of his neck and your attention is on him again. He presses his lips in a tight smile before speaking again, “It’s been a while since I’ve seen the girls, I’m gonna go say hello and grab something to drink.” He nods towards the direction of the table you were with your friends before.
“Oh, ok, ahm, I’ll go with you,” you say and his whole face light up, “I need something to drink, too.”
He nods with a smile and gestures for you to lead the way.
Despite some initial wariness of Eddie’s presence among the girls, the night plays out pretty smoothly, actually. The little group you’re a part of engages in a jovial and light conversation. It seems like college all over again and it’s so much fun. You like that. Every once in a while, your gaze meets Eddie’s and, for that split of moment, it seems like nothing’s changed, but at the same time, it’s all different. Going out with your friends and having so much fun with Eddie at your side weren’t something that was a part of your relationship. But you could get used to that…
At the same time… more often than you dare to acknowledge, your gaze navigates unbidden to search for Bucky, to see what he’s doing, to check if he’s looking at you, to see if he’s still there or maybe has left… with someone else… Every single time your eyes find him, but not once he looks at you.
It makes you feel some kind of way… some longing kind of feeling.
When the shots and the water become a bit much, you excuse yourself to the ladies room, to where Taylor goes with you.
“So… it seems like you’re dealing pretty well with Eddie being here, huh?” she says, looking at you through the mirror while you both fix your lipsticks by the sink.
“Yeah…” you frown and shrug, “I’m kinda surprised to be honest. We almost never did this while we were together. I thought he didn’t like it, but maybe it was just us being too accommodated into a routine, I guess…” You look to your lips and resume to apply your lipstick.
“Yeah…” she closes her lipstick and places back in her purse, “Or he’s just making an effort to win you back…”
You sigh, watching her through the mirror, “Maybe… I don’t know…”
“What about…” she looks around the bathroom, there’s only a couple of other girls, but Taylor has always been the more discreet one, “the other guy? What’s really there? The way you talked about him, the way you looked at him… it didn’t seem like just sex to me…”
Oh… the million-dollar question. You put your lipstick away and turn to face her, “I don’t know…” You lick your lips after letting out an exhale, “He did tell me he was feeling something more,” you admit.
“Ah… I see…” She smirks. “What about you, huh?” She pulls you away from the countertop and to a small lounge area there in the restroom.
“I don’t know.” You shake your head, while a small smile curls your lip, “I mean…he’s… incredible… such a free spirit…” You grin wider as you think of him, “I had never met anyone like him before. I guess it’s impossible not to end up feeling something, but…” Your smile falters a bit, “I’m not sure how much he would be up to everything else, all the drama, I mean, that comes with a relationship… with experiencing a feeling deeper than just… sex.” You shrug and look down, crossing your arms in front of your chest.
“I see… but… Can I tell you something?” She asks, tilting her head.
You look up at her, nodding for her to continue.
“Don’t get me wrong but, I feel like maybe you’re feeling and thinking that way because in your relationship with Eddie, you’ve learned that love, freedom, fun… all of that couldn’t work together and… I’m not sure that’s the rule of every relationship, though. It can be light, fun, meaningful and still be a committed relationship. It sure seems like you enjoy yourself with Bucky, and that’s what really matters in the end, right? They way you feel about yourself when you’re with someone?”
You just ponder her words for a second. You’ve been thinking about it a lot… the time you spent together makes you wonder how a relationship with Bucky would play out and… it makes your heart so light and hopeful… But it doesn’t mean that it wouldn’t lead to hurt or even that you have your feelings all figured out, yet.
“Anyway…” You shake your head, “He didn’t even look at me tonight, so…maybe it was really just an infatuation all along…” You run your tongue inside your lips, trying to suppress the heaviness suddenly in your chest, “Come on, let’s not spend the night in here.” You chuckle, nodding and walking towards the way out as Taylor just eyes you but follows you nevertheless.
The sight you come across as soon as you step out of the restroom makes you stop on your track.
He’s leaning by the wall of the alleyway, both hands behind his back, one leg folded up, his foot pressed against the wall. Dark grey t-shirt and blue jeans. Short fluffy hair in a combed back style. Perfect enough to grab… just how he likes it. Plump lips shadowed by a light scruff and soft blue eyes trained on you.
Damn… He takes your breath away.
“Ahm, ok… yeah…gotta go, see you, later, Y/N.” Taylor says and swiftly leaves the scene.
All the while, you just don’t seem to be able to move your gaze away from him. When you spot the smile starting to curl his lips, you feel the tug on yours, too. And there you are, looking and smile at each other… the sounds of music and chattering muffled by the big door that separates the bathrooms area from the rest of the club.
Without uttering a word or parting his eyes from yours, Bucky extends a hand to you. An invitation…
Your gaze drops to the tempting hand, and then you glance at the door to the club. In your chest, your heart beats fast and almost louder than the music, like it’s making you notice it, telling you loudly and clearly you what it wants. When you look back at him, you have your lower lip pressed between your teeth and you step closer.
Your hands barely touch before he gently envelops yours in his. As the heat of his skin covers yours, his smile widens at you and he moves away from the wall he’s been leaning onto, moving towards the opposite direction of the music, leading you with him by his hand.
You hadn’t even seen the small black door by the end of the hallway, but he opens it and you follow him. Walking behind him, never letting go of his hand, he walks you through what seems like a storage room, until you find another door that leads you to a flight of stairs. Your breathing increases and you gulp down as you climb up the stairs with him. No questions. There’s no need.
When you get to the end of the steps, he stops in front of a two-leaf door and lets go of your hand to open it. He turns to you and, with that sweet smile of his, gestures for you step to the other side.
You breathe in the fresh outside air and step into what seems like a roof deck in construction. The sound of the door shutting behind catches your attention before you feel his heat on your back and his arms around your waist.
You lean back and your eyes flutter shut once he breathes in through your hair, making your arms go slack. Shit … you really missed him.
“It’s going to be pretty when it’s done, don’t you think?” He talks to you for the first time that night. His voice comes out in a low and raspy sound while the warmth of his breath covers your neck. Your thighs clench against one another, “I had a survey around the area once I got here and found this place. I thought it was perfect...” He whispers, tightening the hold on you.
You just let out a hum in response… The faded beats of music sound distant from where you are, but his hips start swaying, leading you with his rhythm... You sigh as a small smile pops on your lips when you cover his hands on your waist with yours.
“How’s your night so far, huh, having fun?” His low voice vibrates through the skin of your neck.
“Lots of it,” you let out a long exhale, leaning further against him.
“That’s good.” A faint of a kiss lays on your shoulder. “I saw you having fun down there with your friends…” He keeps the slow sway of his hips with yours, “So sexy, and beautiful,” he praises, and you lick your lips, “I hope you don’t mind me crashing in.”
A sharp gasp leaves your lips once he turns you around in his arms and you catch yourself by circling yours around his neck.
The intensity in his eyes is almost unbearable in a delicious way and his gaze roams around your face, carefully scrutinizing every single detail. With a will of its own, your lips part when your eyes drop to his, and next thing you see, you’re caged between him and the nearest wall.
He doesn’t relent to the silent plea in your parted lips and eyes focuses on his lips and, instead of locking them with yours like you can’t for a second deny that you want, he drags them over the bare skin of your neck up to your jaw.
“I thought that maybe I could add a little something to your night,” he whispers right above your pulsing point before his tongue darts to lick the skin there.
A wanton moan escapes you at the feeling… the sweet feeling of having him so close to you again. This time you spent apart from him… not for a second you forgot about the effect he has on your body… on you… and there he is again, turning you into putty under his touch.
“You look so sexy in this dress,” he continues and, without parting his lips from your neck, his hand skims up your bare thigh towards the hem of your dress, “Made me eager for a taste…” He whispers into your ears, turning your senses into a blurry fog when he drops on his knees in front of you.
His both hands continue their ascend on your thigh and underneath your dress when a stubborn reasonable thought slips through the cloud of your senses.
“Bucky…” You pant, looking down at him, “I don’t…”
His hands stop right before they get to your underwear, “You don’t want it?” He asks, staring up at you.
“No…I do...” you admit, completely unable to lie to him while you run a hand over your face, “Fuck, I do... I just…” You sigh, trying to organize your thoughts and words, “You said you’re…” You let out another frustrated breath by not being able to be straightforward with what you’re saying. He’s said he’s in love with you. You still don’t have a clear picture of your feelings, you’re afraid that if you go further with this, you might end up hurting him, which you absolutely do not want, “I’m still…” You shake your head, “I don’t wanna complicate things…”
“Shhhh,” he soothes, placing a long kiss on your thigh and then the other, which makes butterflies fly in your belly, before he looks up at you again, with a smile on his lips, “Don’t you worry, sweetheart… I told you before…” He brushes his hand lightly up and down your thighs, “I’m a grown ass man, I can handle my feelings…” He licks his lips and takes a piercing bite on his lower one, before aiming you a devilish dark gaze, “A grown ass man who wants a taste of that sweet pussy of yours... It’s just a taste. I missed it so bad…” he pleads, nuzzling into your mound through the fabric of your dress.
“Fuck…” your head falls back into the wall. If this is going to complicate things… you’re both adults who can deal with complications… right? You’re not that sure. All you’re sure about is the aching throb in your clit and your hands moving to lift up your dress.
Taking it as the yes that he needs, Bucky wastes no time, hastily helping you pull up the skirt of your dress up your waist. He swiftly drags the base of your underwear aside and digs in with an open mouth.
At the sensation of his wet and warm tongue on you again, shivers run up your skin to your nipples and your face contorts in a silent cry. Your hands close into tight fists, bunching tightly the fabric of your dress.
He hooks a hand under your leg and places it over his shoulder, opening you up to him and you gasp, sneaking your fingers on his hair. He laps at your clit with a furious desire that makes your thoughts faint and your eyes shut, focusing your mind solely on the delicious mouth on you and how it brings an inferno upon your core and skin. The kind of feeling that only him can bring you, making you moan like that and kicking the air out of your lungs.
Bucky lets out a hum that vibrates all through your core and your eyes snap down to see his face shoved deep into your pussy, back and forward, while he grabs your ass and presses you harder against him. It’s like he’s desperate to taste you, to feel you, to have you all over him… and, damn… that makes you feel hotter and sexier than ever.
“Fuck,” you whisper under a heavy breath and grabs his hair harder.
That’s when he moves away and rests his cheek on your thigh, seeming on a fight for air himself while his stare remains on your exposed sex right in front of him, “Damn you taste perfect,” he pants before turning his face to grab the soft flesh of your inner thigh in a piercing but delicious bite that makes you yelp, “So good,” he breathes again, before flattening his tongue and licking a long stripe of your pussy.
“Bucky…” you whisper, letting your head fall back while your knees shake.
“Fucking perfect,” he moves to bite your other thigh sharply, which draws out a breathy and delighted laugh out of that dies shortly in a gasp when his tongue comes back to lick your pussy with renewed hunger.
You breathe erratically and stars appear behind your lids, shut in a dreamy state while he devours you out. He doesn’t use his fingers… only his mouth is enough to bring you to a little paradise in a roof deck under construction in the middle of the city.
Your face snaps down at him with a glare once you can’t feel the wet and soft touch of his lips anymore. But the plea that comes out of his lips in a low and seductive tone makes it all worth it.
“Fuck my face, sweetheart…”
“What?” Your eyes widen a bit, in sheer disbelief, but with a hint of eagerness speeding up your breathing even more.
“Fuck my face,” he repeats, brushing his nose on your mound before laying a kiss on the spot, “You wanna come on my mouth don’t you? I want you to come all over my face, sweetheart, please...”
Fucking please? Does he really think he needs to beg you for that, “Oh…Yes, fuck yeah, I do.” Your voice comes out almost in a grunt.
He smirks and groans in response before digging in again and pushing your hard against his face. Propped by a frenzy that rushes up your whole body, you do exactly what he asked of you. Positioning your hands on the back of his head you grind your pussy harshly up and down against him, feeling all of his beautiful face against your dripping and sensitive flesh.
His growing beard rasps against your thighs and it only makes the sensations even more intense. You can’t hold your loud moans back, that mixes up with his muffled groans, while you properly fucks his face. It’s all too much and it’s not long before you let out a strangled cry and your whole body shivers in a potent climax while you come all over his mouth and face, just like he asked.
Bucky tightens the hold on your thigh and ass, grounding you on your spot at the same time he peppers soft kisses on your mound, thighs, pussy… Your body spasms at the feeling and the aftershocks of your pleasure, until you can’t take it anymore and gathers the strength to grab his collar and pull him up to you.
As soon as his face – glistening in your pleasure- levels yours, you steal his lips in a furious kiss. His taste is all yourself and, fuck, it drives you wild. You reach a hand down and cups his cock, moaning at feeling it hard and throbbing against your hand through his pants.
When you start gently palming it up and down, he grabs your pulse with his metal hand, stopping your moves.
Parting your lips from him, you frown, to which he answers smiling and bringing your hand to his lips, to place a kiss on it before lacing his fingers with yours and trapping your joined hands between your chests. The gesture itself is enough to make your face soften while you take in a deep breath.
“I’m gonna go home now,” he says, leisurely wiping his face with the back of his flash hand.
The frown comes back to your face, “Huh?”
He chuckles, having his face delightfully close to yours, “I’m not here to disturb you night, sweetheart. You go back and have fun with your friends, they seem great,” he brings his lips to your forehead, “You look so sexy in this dress,” he speaks with his lips on your skin, while your hands are still linked between the two of you. His flesh one, he dips beneath the hem of your dress that now has fallen over your thighs again.
You’re suddenly out of breath one more time and can’t part your eyes from him, completely in lack of words.
As for him, he skims up your thigh and leans back to look down at his hand, “You go show this whole club how beautiful and hot you are. Dance with somebody,” he suggests, nonchalantly, like he’s not just now hooking a finger under the base of your underwear that he had pushed aside, to put it back in place and cover you up.
You watch, completely entranced, while he brings his finger to his nose, his eyes fluttering shut as he sniffs and hums, before his dark blue gaze is on yours again, “Let them know how good you smell… how perfect you are.”
A strangled noise comes out of you.
He chuckles, and cups the side of your neck, placing another kiss on your forehead, “I’m getting down first, and don’t worry. I know how to be invisible… don’t wanna bring any kind of drama to your night,” he says with no sign of bitterness or anything like that on his tone.
He doesn’t mention Eddie, but you swallow dry because you know he has him in mind when he mentions “drama”.
With a smirk on his face, he winks, before locking his lips on yours in a chaste but intense kiss. Too soon he parts away, walking through the same door you two hat gotten there by, leaving you completely speechless and wrecked behind.
~~~
When you were finally out of your daze and deciding that only tomorrow you would think of the many possible consequences to what had just happened, you managed to climb down the stairs and, after a quick stopped by the bathroom to put yourself as together as one could be at that situation, you walk your stubbornly wobbly legs towards the table with your friends again.
“Where the hell were you?” Once she spots you, Maddie shouts, with no control on the volume of her voice, looking quite a bit drunk with a margarita in hands, no sign of David or Eddie around the table.
“Ahm,” you risk a glance at Taylor, who avoids looking at you and focuses on sucking her own drink from the straw, “I saw a friend from work, I went to say hello.” You clear your throat.
“Don’t you bullshit us, bitch.” This time Brianna shouts, stepping forward and pushing you on the shoulder, making you almost fall ass-first to the floor if Maddie hadn’t helped you out by grabbing your arm. “Look at you. You look thoroughly fucked. Literally.” She starts laughing loudly, as the others follow.
“Shhhh,” you shush them, holding back your own laugh, “Holy shitballs, you guys. The whole club doesn’t need to know.”
The three of them start a drunken mess of applause, cheers and shrieks at your little slip. You’re too involved with them to notice that a particular pair of ears isn’t really that far from the table and hears the whole interaction.
~~~
To be continued...
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