#i feel not badly about it. a gentle peace and still in loving adoration

[lewmagoo]

Ahem just food for thought

Rhett leaves for a rodeo and won’t be back for some time. He gets you a stuffie when he returns, and you adore it. Passionate lovemaking happens, but you are a little nervous, so he gives you the stuffie to hold onto while he fucks your brain out lovingly.

you had missed him so much. it was hard on you both when he left for out of town rodeos. a lot of times, you would go with him, but this time around, work obligations kept you from going with him. he'd been gone for a good while, longer than normal because this particular rodeo was farther away, and on top of that, he'd encountered a gnarly storm on the way home, which added another day to his travels. but now, he was finally home, back in your arms where he belonged, and you'd never felt so relieved.

"i got ya somethin', little darlin'," he mused, after he'd held you in his arms in a bone crushing hug for five minutes straight. you watched as he stepped over to the bag he'd dropped by the door, rummaging through it for a moment before he brought out a little stuffed horse. it was chestnut brown, with soft fur and a fuzzy mane. you lit up as he presented it to you. "oh! i love it, thank you!" you exclaimed, taking it from his hands and holding it to your chest. "oh, she's so soft!"

rhett smiled fondly at your reaction, his eyes warm. "you're welcome," he hummed as you surged forward, throwing your arms around him. "wanted to get ya somethin' that you can cuddle up with while i'm gone." at that, you beamed, leaning close to nuzzle your nose against his. "she's perfect. i think i'm gonna name her annabelle," you announced. rhett nodded, agreeing with your pick. "that name fits 'er so well." his strong arms slipped around your waist, and you let your eyes flutter shut at his touch. he was so warm and familiar, and his presence made you feel whole again.

but despite the sense of peace you felt, there was just a twinge of anxiety roiling deep within your belly. and when his steady, calloused hands began to wander, the anxiety only grew, because you knew where this was leading. it wasn't that you didn't want him, because you did. so badly. he was all you could think about, and your desire for him burned intensely. however, you had grown a bit shy, it seemed. maybe a foolish part of your brain felt like after being away, he wouldn't want you anymore. that couldn't be farther from the truth, but those sorts of irrational thoughts plagued you at times.

but then he was backing you against the wall, thigh slotting between your own as he guided your face up to kiss him, and you were gasping into his mouth, caught by surprise, but welcoming his tongue past your lips. you were caught up in the kiss, in the way his mouth felt against yours, the way his body pressed into you, so big and broad. and then he was parting from you to gasp into your mouth "can i take ya to bed, darlin'? show you how much i've been missin' you?" he asked, voice low and smooth as silk. his eyes had gone dark, so much so that they appeared brown. you nodded your head. "please." but as he led you upstairs, your heart raced in your chest.

you clutched your new horse stuffie to your chest, a little apprehensive as you followed after your man. when you reached the bedroom, he released your hand to open the door and move to turn on the bedside lamp. but you remained in the doorway, still as you watched him turn to you. when he saw you standing there, his face softened with concern. "what's wrong, honey? change your mind? it's okay if ya did," came his gentle reassurance. "i...i'm nervous," you whispered. tentatively, he approached you. "why? you got nothin' to be nervous about," he said. "i know that. but..." you trailed off, suddenly feeling foolish.

rhett turned your chin up so you were looking at him. "use your words, little darlin'." his voice was soft, but still commanding, and you were inclined to comply with his wishes. "it's just...you've been gone for a while. i guess i just feel kinda shy," you admitted. he smiled slightly. "that's okay. do you wanna wait 'til you feel ready? or...what if you held annabelle here while i made love to ya? think that might help?" he was simply offering this as a comfort to you. you considered his idea, and finally, you nodded. "okay. let's try that instead."

and so, several minutes, and some extensive, worshipful foreplay later, you lay spread beneath your cowboy, your plush clutched to your chest as he hovered close, swallowing your whimpers and moans as he deliberately thrust his hips forward inch by inch, filling you deliciously. "feelin' better?" he whispered. you managed a nod, though your eyes were closed as you focused on the stretch of his cock inside you. however, you felt him tap your nose lightly. "words, honey," he reminded. so you sighed out, "much better, daddy."

#asks #rhett musings #this is rough but i'm glad i wrote something #rhett abbott x reader

[abitchnamedtia]

Fluff relationship headcanons with Merle

Infos : gn!reader

Warnings: none ig ?

I don't justify any of Merle's behavior, it's just fiction !

And I'm really bad to "write accents" if it makes sense. So just imagine the dialogue with him with his accent.

@dixonsgirl93 I did it eheh thank you for giving me the motivation to write ! <33

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- You and Merle probably met at a bar. He's the very loud guy that tries to have his way with every person he wants to. He'd approach you kinda in the worst way possible but with his usual grin, you couldn't resist.

- He's not a bad guy, just not very refined in his compliments. "Sugar tits" "cute ass" "baby / baby girl/boy" etc are his favorite.

- Speaking of petnames, he loves it. He'll never call you by your name. Always "baby" or "darling". That can be annoying, when he does it to mess with you, but it's mostly adorable.

- He's the protective boyfriend™️. Always an eye on you, always ready to punch anyone who would mess with you or looking too much at you.

- You're his, and everyone must know it. If someone doesn't know, he'll think about it as a badly done job and would fix it by kissing you passionately.

- VERY TOUCHY. His first love language is physical touch. He always have a hand on you. Your hips, your ass,... Don't care. Marle always have the urge to touch you. He's also big on you sitting on his lap. He even acts offended if you prefer to sit on a chair.

- Don't let you do things. Not in a bad way though. But he's the one who pays for everything, who open the door, etc... He was raised like that. Even if it can annoy you sometimes, you understand that he does it to please you so you gladly let him do it for you.

- His view of love was not very healthy before he met you. He definitely was not the one to say the scare 3 words first. Before you, he thought that it meant being weak, and still kinda does.

But one day, you were both cuddling on his bed. No sex, which is rare, just a gentle moment between you two. He looked at you with so much love in his eyes.

"It's nice to have ya here..."

"I'm always at your house Merle", you responded with a chuckle

"Nah 'mean... In my life an' all ya know..", now he was starting to get flustered. He can say the dirtiest things with a straight face, but couldn't get open about his feelings without mumbling and blushing with shame.

"I know what you mean. I love you Merle"

You just smiled at him and put your head on his chest. It wasn't the first time that you've told him that you love him, and you knew that he loved you too back, he didn't needed to say it. You feel him kiss your hair and taking a deep breath.

" 'love ya too...", He mumbled.

He finally said it. You won't tease him about it yet, just enjoying this rare moment of peace with him.

#twd #the walking dead #merle dixon #merle #twd merle #merle x reader #merle dixon x reader #the walking dead x reader #dixon #gn reader #gn!reader

[hypmicdaydreams]

sleep habits

-pairing: doppo kannonzaka x gn!reader

-genre: fluff

-hcs + small fic

this man will hug you in your sleep; you can’t escape that

whatever you do won’t be enough. you can’t escape from his iron clad grip; he’ll simply cling on to you tighter

see, doppo hugs his pillow when he sleeps

so when the two of you move in, and you eventually, into his bed, doppo would simply hug you instead

you were his replacement pillow, except a whole lot more comfy and warm. he’d never have the desire to let you go, even on days when he had to begrudgingly get out of bed and rush out the door

he takes in your scent and nuzzles into your hair; it’s so nice and comforting, and he notices it’s the exact bottle he had bought earlier that week (it brings a smile to his tired face)

your pajamas are super duper cute on you, and the way it rides up and reveals a bit of skin is all the more adorable, he thinks

doppo loves to just stick his hands underneath of course, to pat your stomach to rub gentle circles. your skin is so soft, feels so good on his hands

you’re so warm, it gives his butterflies (actually, he’s just stealing your warmth and you feel yourself freezing up)

and he loves cute little flutter kisses up and down your neck, not needy or anything suggestive. doppo just wants love, to love you, so late at night or early in the morning

doppo could stay with you in his arms forever and ever, so warm and safe. you were his guardian angel, he was sure of it

“doppo…”

you were in a super big major dilemma right now. you had to pee, really badly, except you couldn’t. your boyfriend had you wrapped up in a tight hug, one that was absolutely impossible to escape. and his legs were tangled up in yours, every which way that was anatomically possible. it was one puzzle after the next in trying to escape doppo’s hug.

“doppo.”

he still doesn’t hear, deep in dreamland. you wonder what he could possibly be dreaming about (it was actually your guys’ wedding, but he’s too flustered to say that the next morning when he recalls). and you can feel him breathing down your neck, so softly that you know he’s at peace for once.

you actually feel a bit bad in trying to wake him when he needed sleep the most. even with your back to him, you can picture the content smile. it’d be the cutest if you could see.

ughh, your bladder is getting more disgruntled.

so you try to fight your way out of doppo’s oh so warm grasp. it’s difficult, and quite frankly, you had no idea that doppo was even this strong (since when was he getting his nutrients in?). he’s tough, and you eventually have to try to wiggle yourself out and untangle the mess that was your legs.

only for him to wake up.

“..eh? y/n??” bless his soul — he’s confused in that cute still half-asleep way. doppo can’t even open his eyes all the way, rubbing them to no avail. he simply felt you leave his grasp and immediately woke up, concerned as can be.

“i just have to go to the bathroom doppo,” you quickly murmur, already halfway out the room. “i’ll be right back-”

“alright..”

and he stays awake for the few minutes you’re gone, perhaps a bit pouty. he feels bad, perhaps guilty even, but doppo seems unable to sleep without you beside him even for just a few minutes. he’s not entirely wide awake, but doppo is aware now.

when you come back, he immediately hugs you back into bed, legs already all tangled up and face nuzzled into the crook of your neck. your scent is hypnotic, enough to lure him back to sleep, and his arms have already enveloped your chest.

his grip is tight, again, and before long doppo dozes off. he can’t sleep without you now, you’ve come to realize.

#hypmic #hypnosis mic #doppo kannonzaka #doppo x reader #gender neutral reader #fic #headcanons #fluff #hope you guys enjoy! #it’s been a while since I posted something I wrote? #honestly hope it’s alright #God give me the ability to write hypmic boys well

[hxwkslove]

unconditionally

(armin x reader sfw one shot)

hi <3 this is a oneshot i’ve written about some comfort for this rough seasonal depression i’ve been dealing with, i hope you are well i truly do

Armin, the one who holds your hands when you get nervous in public

Armin, the one who gently touches you to show you how much he appreciates you

Armin, the one who holds your hands in his bigger ones and stares at you with the most beautifully love struck face

<3

You sat on your bed and zoned out with thoughts of self pity wandering your mind. The mind is such a beautiful but terrifying and absolutely mesmerizing at the same time. Armin was still at work and you were waiting for him but as you were cleaning up your shared apartment you found yourself finding comfort in the sadness of your own mind.

You feel like you’ve lost your way.

Colors seemed duller, you were getting sluggish and constantly messed up things at your job. You struggled to keep up with self maintenance such as eating enough and drinking enough water.

Your spirit was worn down.

And you fail to see the beauty in your being.

Time seems to go by quickly as you drown in the ocean of your mind.

A click. And the front door to your house was unlocked.

“Angel? Are you home?”

A beautiful voice called out to you as if to lure you from your mental prison. It rings and vibrates through your ears bringing gentle relief to your weighed down soul.

It’s funny just how much one person can change in your life.

Gentle footsteps approach your bedroom and all of a sudden you see the face of the one you love.

Blue eyes brighter than anything you’ve ever seen are staring right at you with the most adoring expression in the entire world. And you feel warmth holding onto your cheeks as his hands gently grasp your face.

“Angel?… why are you crying? What’s wrong? Is it because I came home a little later than usual I’m so sorry! I had to help Eren and Mikasa with some things so it took a bit longer than usual… Oh please don’t cry! I hate seeing you like this.” Armin rambled as he was crouched down in front of you still inspecting your face as he held it.

It’s so silly how he can just change everything.

It’s hard to speak, you didn’t even know you were crying.

Your voice was a little bit hoarse, “Armin, I’m not crying because of you getting off work, I think I’m just not feeling well right now..” you faded off as you look up to see his expression.

“That’s okay Angel, I understand… did you want to still get dinner together? Or would you rather me order something to eat at home for the both of us? I just want to be with you and make sure that you’re okay..” he lovingly traced the palm of your hand as his cheeks flushed a beautiful pink.

“That would be perfect ‘min I think that I just want a hug from you… I missed you a lot.” you smile a little bit as he stands up and slowly and gently pulls you up with him so that you’re both standing. He holds you close to him and puts his face into your neck as you do the same with his.

You both end up laying on your bed with you on top of him, tracing shapes onto his shirt with your finger as he tells you about his day. You were silent for most of it but Armin could tell you were intently listening to every word that fell from his lips.

He always knew how to make you feel better.

After he rambled about his day and how he would constantly have to break Jean and Eren up from strangling each other it went silent between both of you. And what a peaceful silence it was, he held you with all the care he had in his body.

A couple of minutes later the silence was broken.

“Y’know there’s nothing I’d rather do than be here by your side. The whole world seems so terrifying and it’s so hard to figure yourself out, but when I’m with you I feel like I can do anything”

He looks down at you.

“You mean so much to me and I have unconditional love for you.”

A pause.

“I know you struggle with your mental health, and I.. I wish so badly I could take away your pain because I cannot imagine what you were feeling like before I came home. You should know that you change people’s lives… you’ve changed mine… you take everything in life and you leave it better than you found it.”

An explosion of colors occurs into your vision and everything seems a little bit brighter.

“You saved me Angel and well I guess that’s why I call you Angel! Because you are my angel!”

“I know you work so hard and you give so much of yourself to others but I want you to dedicate some of yourself to you.. you know what I mean?”

You feel a weight lift off your shoulders.

“And you don’t have to have yourself entirely figured out, that’s what life is for right? …to figure yourself out and enjoy it on the way… because it’s not about the end it’s about the journey.”

Armin turns to you and smiles so brightly you’re sure that the sun would be put to shame at how breathtaking his smile is. You feel like you’re falling in love with him all over again.

What a beautiful person.

You sit up on your bed and pull him up aswell.

“Armin you mean so much to me, I don’t think I say how grateful I am to have you enough..” you look earnestly into his eyes, “I love you so much… I treasure your words on another level, I don’t think you know that.”

You grab his face and squish his cheeks between your palms. And you lean in.

And you attack his face with kisses.

“Hahaha! Angel! That tickles! Aaah! stop you’re going to kiss me to death!”

He laughs softly as you are relentless with your little attack.

“I” kiss “love” kiss “you”

What a beautiful life you’ve cultivated for yourself. He brings more color into your world than you could ever imagine.

And you love each other unconditionally.

#armin x reader #armin arlet #armin arlet x reader #aot fluff #attack on titan #aot fanfiction

[captainpikeswoman]

How would pike react to finding you out of bed at 3 am while you two were suppose to be asleep together ?

Hope you like it!

Insomnia drabble with Pike:

He’s so used to sleeping beside you, to feeling your cold feet nestled between his legs, to the warmth of your body rolling into his, keeping him warm. He loves it, he never sleeps better than when you’re at his side. So when you get out of bed he doesn’t notice it straight away, it’s not until the bed cools down and his legs warm up because your cold feet aren’t there, that he wakes up.

Leaning up on his elbows Chris pats the bed, it’s empty apart from him. He’s awake and alert instantly- even though he’s buck ass naked with his hair completely tousled and slightly curled from where you’d wrapped your fingers into it just a few hours ago.

But then he spots you. You’re stood alone at the huge windows looking out into space, you’ve grabbed a blanket and wrapped it round your body, so you’re not totally bare- you’re wrapped in that.

“Lights at 10%.” Chris murmurs.

You realise then that he’s awake- the patting sounds and rusting of bed clothes could’ve been him turning over, but the lights turning on is a clear sign of him being awake. You stay silent, staring out at the stars.

Chris watches you sadly. It’s not the first time he’s woken to find a cold bed, but it always hurts. Yet illuminated by the stars, by the soft lighting, Chris feels his heart lift. You’re his peace and his hope. He gets up, not bothering to cover himself.

“Hey,” his hand lands gently on your lower back as he steps up to your side. “Is everything ok? Why didn’t you wake me?”

You give him a soft smile, he’s so adorable. Slowly you open your arms, feeling a tiny bit flustered about showing him your bare body- which is silly considering all the things you two have done together! He slips his arms around you, pressing his warm, firm body against yours. And your forehead comes to rest on his chest, you breathe deeply.

“There’s nothing wrong Chris,” you whisper. “I didn’t have a nightmare or anything. I just can’t sleep. Even though every part of me is begging for rest, my brain just won’t let me have it.” You sigh and stroke your hands up and down the bulging arms that you absolutely love to be wrapped up in.

“That still doesn’t answer why you didn’t wake me.” He reminds you. He litters some kisses to the top of your head. “I just want to help you, you need rest.”

You nod. “Yes, I know, and I love you for that. But you’re Captain Chris, you need your sleep! I can take being awake a few hours, though I don’t like it. If you can sleep you should.” You don’t want it to be your fault that the CO of the ship is exhausted. Especially given the fact that as ‘Starfleet’s Boy Scout’ Chris could be called to help the organisation at any time.

“Oh no, Sweetheart no.” A gentle hand grasps your chin and raises it so he can meet your eyes. His eyes are blazing strong with love, passion, determination. “Never push me away because I’m Captain. If you can’t rest, then I don’t want to rest. We’re equal in our relationship, don’t put my well-being above your own.” He’s telling you off, but he’s doing it in such a gentle way- he’s showing you just how much he cares for you.

You nod, eyes full of tears. You finally drop the blanket so that your hands can slip into that beautiful bed-head hair. You kiss him slowly, letting your tongue trace his lips before asking silently for entrance. The kiss lasts until your lungs feel as if they will burst! Only then do you pull away and give him a dazzling, tender smile.

“I love you Chris.” You whisper.

It’s enough to make him smile too. “I love you too.” He hides a yawn, badly. “Come on, come back to bed with me- not to sleep, I have an idea on how we can get you back into dreamland.” He wiggles his eyebrows and you burst out into raucous laughter- oh you wouldn’t mind that. You follow as he tugs eagerly on your arm. Maybe waking up at 3am isn’t so bad after all!

#star trek #star trek x reader #star trek imagine #star trek headcanons #star trek strange new worlds #star trek snw #anson mount #star trek discovery #anson or chris can get it anytime #snw captain pike #captain pike #captain pike x reader #captain pike headcanons #captain pike imagine #chris pike #anson as christopher pike #christopher pike #chris pike headcanons #christopher pike imagine #chris pike x reader

[tokoyamisstuff]

Metamorphosis - Franken Stein / Reader

Unable to let you go, Stein does the unspeakable...

Warnings: Angst, Slight Cussing, Mentions of (past) Injury and Death Words: ~3300 A/N: This is for my lovely friend @just-someone-who-likes-to-write who came up with the idea. I hope you like it! 💕

"If I'm a pagan of the good times My lover's the sunlight To keep the Goddess on my side She demands a sacrifice

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life

No masters or kings when the ritual begins There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene Only then I am human Only then I am clean Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen." - Hozier: Take Me To Church

Something was off.

That was the very first feeling, the first coherent thought your mind was able to conclude out of this otherwise vast emptiness in your head.

You felt as if your mind has been switched on again, like a computer that was forced to reboot. So it was no wonder that the memory of all that happened before - god knows how long it's been since then - was only present in an incoherent blurr.

Like all of the details were blocked, taken even by some far greater force than you could comprehend.

It was hard to describe, but just moments before your soul felt oddly at peace - until you were suddenly pulled from that place you actually belonged.

And still, you remembered nothing else of this place other than that your soul longed to return there.

Right. You shouldn't be here.

And no matter how hard you tried to silence that inner voice, you couldn't shake off this nagging feeling that whatever happened, it went horribly wrong.

What worried you only further - even though at first sight not all that bad - was the fact that you were in no pain at all.

Haven't you been injured before, and badly at that?

Even if your allies had been able to save you, the sensation of a healing body would certainly not feel as calm and neutral as this. As a matter of fact, your whole system felt foreign to you.

You were scared of this unnatural aura surrounding the very essence of your being, unable to decide whether you actually wanted to know or if it would only bring you far greater pain.

Only one way to find out, for doing nothing was no option.

The black curtain vanished as you hesistantly forced your eyes open, only to be pleasantly surprised taking in your surroundings. You immediately recognized the bright makeshift operating room of Stein's patchwork laboratory, and a warm feeling of security washed over your anxious nerves.

Thank god, you were home.

With your body still feeling heavy and a little numb, your eyes darted around the room, trying to find any information to work with at all...

...until you finally noticed the greyish-silver hair resting on the operation table you were currently laid on.

The person it belonged to had given in to exhaustion on a chair next to you, uttering illegible nonsense in his sleep. He looked like a mess honestly, and you weren't sure if he had ever left your side at all.

A weak smile crept onto your lips at this almost adorable if not concerning sight, your hand subconsciously wandering to pet his head.

Wait - your arm was not gone?!

Before you would actually touch him you froze in shock, a shiver running down your spine as bandaged fingers stretched and clenched in front of your face to examine Stein's handiwork.

Of course. It was Dr. Stein who you were speaking about - a man who you believed could make anything possible.

Your concerningly unresponsive body could only wring out so much as a weak "Hey...", but it was more than enough to make your boyfriend jolt up from his brief rest.

"Y/N...?" a faint voice called out for you, unbelieving - just to turn into a distraught yell when he realized that this time, his mind was not playing tricks on him. "Y/N! You're back!"

Stein immediately jumped up from his spot next to your sickbed, clasping your hand in between his much bigger ones. "It finally worked!"

"Wha-" The words died in right your throat when you saw actual tears glistening in those palish-green eyes of your lover...

...and judging by their reddened rim, fitting to the dark bags under his eyes, this was certainly not the first time during your absence that he had shed some.

Franken Stein was certainly not an emotionally expressive person, so never before you had seen him cry - even through all the pain and other terrible things he endured.

Over the years, while fighting both enemies as well as Stein's personal demons, you had seen him at his worst several times. About to lose his fight and be consumed by madness, committing unspeakable atrocities in the name of his wicked science.

Still, you would always get him back to the light, never even once leaving his side no matter how hard.

But this time, it was different - and seeing him like this was almost frightening.

"I'm so, so glad, Y/N..." All of your former concerns immediately dissolved into thin air as Stein softly caressed your cheek, with you gladly leaning into his touch.

You stirred a little, allowing for him to gently aid you into an upright position before pulling you right into his arms. "I thought I had lost you forever..."

"Shh..." you hushed, a hand tangled in your lover's hair and carefully letting your fingernails massage his scalp. "It's alright now. You saved me, right? I need to thank you."

It was an undeserving praise he told himself - you telling him to never have doubted someone like him to be good for you. He was shaking, you could clearly feel every single muscle of his tremble through your closeness.

There were so many questions running through your racing mind at once - and even though you were afraid to ask, you knew finding out eventually was inevitable.

"For how long was I gone?" You had most likely been in a coma, at least that was the best possibility you could come up with as you rubbed your sore neck.

The gap between your question and his answer was filled with almost unbearable silence, Stein's heart beating so violently against his chest that he was sure that you could hear it.

Unable to meet your eyes, his lips grimaced into a mixture of a bitter, almost manic smile before he found the courage to explain this most bizarre situation.

"It's...it's been two months since the incident" was all he said however, leaving you with that breadcrumb of information to process. Your eyes widened at his statement, brows furrowing in confusion at what's tormenting him so much.

Stein has cared for you all those weeks - and assessing from the literal wrack of a man slouching in front of you, he did it with no concern of his own well-being.

So yeah, while it might be shocking that you had lost that much time, wasn't all that counted that you're fine again? If that's truly everything, then you should be eternally grateful!

What crucial part is he leaving out that makes even him so terribly afraid of the truth?

"Y/N, dear, can you remember anything from before you woke up here?" While you were racking your brain around every memory that might be helpful to bring order into the chaos of your mind, the doc's sudden assesment catched you off guard.

"I-I..." you stuttered as he examined your body, tested reflexes and lighted a flashlight into your eyes, all in a matter of seconds. "Stein, you're scaring me..."

"Nothing to be afraid of, love" he told you confident, lovingly. "I'm taking care of you. Always."

Typical for him to switch his behavior like this and act all professional now - science was his way to connect with the world, after all...

...and he used it to escape the harsh reality of that very same world way too often.

Now having once again rejected nature's law however, it wasn't all that easy to separate his work and emotions like he had done so often already...

...for you were a now creation from both of them connected, after all.

"My left arm was cut off by the enemy, I remember. And then..." Nothing. That was where your memory ended and the feeling of having forgotten something crucial began.

Finally, you slowly began grasping the situation as your right hand run over the bandage of your formerly severed arm...

...and you noticed your skin to be drained of any color.

"Y/N, wait-!" Stein grabbed your wrist, but in your shattered state you only pushed him back by a shockwave of your own soul, quicker than the surprised man could adapt to your wavelenght. He desperately called out for you, worried what you'd do if you were to unveil the truth unprepared - but to no avail.

Mind in a tunnel view, you tossed the patient gown aside and rushed out of the operating room. You'd follow the few decorations you had put to orient yourself in this literal horror maze that was your shared home, until you eventually found the next best mirror...

...only to collapse right in front of it, breaking out into convulsive sobbing.

Crimson irises looked back at you from behind the glass, shining predatory in contrast to your otherwise almost glowing paled skin, with dark veins inside decorating it like the vines of a tree.

It was a nightmare you were desperately trying to wake up from - yet no matter how hard you'd concentrate, you could neither make out breathing nor heartbeat of your agonizingly indifferent body.

"Y/N!" Stein whined as he rushed down the hallway, almost falling when he finally found you. "Please" he panted as he tried catching his breath, watching your pitiful form whimmering on the floor. "Let me explain-"

"How could you do this to me?!" Your voice was small at first, yet turning into a roar echoing through the wide hall as a sole beat of your fist broke the mirror in front of you into a thousand pieces. "You had no right!"

You were correct of yourse, no matter what else accusations you wanted to throw at him. Having done this to your body without your consent was selfish, crazy, immoral...

...but what other option did he have?!?

"I know, I know..." Stein reluctantly kneeled down in front of you, regardless of the shards cutting into his legs. His hands were trembling, unsure of how to bring any comfort into this hopeless situation - and much to his sorrow you slapped them away, instead pulling your knees to your chest.

The only thing greater than his urge to cradle you into his arms nonetheless and assure you it'd be alright, was the fact that he did not deserve to touch you right now - or ever again.

"You don't understand. You died, Y/N! Right in front of my eyes..." Tears now broke through his defense, running freely down the scar on his face.

While Stein was rendered unable to fight due to an acute outbreak of madness, you were commanded to serve even without your Master either way - with a horrible outcome. They retrieved your battered self and brought it straight to your partner's laboratory...

...but all of this talent and knowledge he always prided himself in so much wasn't nearly enough to keep you from this cruel fate.

Science has always been the one and only thing he ever considered a positive trait of his, the only possibility to distance himself from a villain - and ironically, it was not helping him saving his only reason to want and become a better person.

"The wound to your heart was lethally" he croaked, throat feeling as if constricted with barbwire as he recalled the image of you bleeding out in his arms. "It's a miracle you survived long enough for me to say goodbye...yet you died before I could do anything."

Your lip was trembling, breathing heavily out of habit though it didn't do anything for your body that was synthetically stopped from decaying.

Indeed, there was a huge scar just like the ones covering Stein's whole body, right in the middle of your chest. You wondered if there was even still a heart inside, and what it would make out of you if it wasn't.

Much to your astonishment, you felt tears of your own searching their way through lifeless eyes - tears are a soul's way to speak, or so they say.

"I-I'm just like Sid now, ain't I?" while certainly looking almost like your old self compared to the massive change your colleague had underwent during, realization washed over you in a tidal wave of sadness. "So I can't eat or sleep anymore, or enjoy anything normally with that broken shell of a body..." And only the gods themselves would know what heavy toll fate would extract from you, for breaking nature's law.

Stein remembered that in the past, he was incredibly scared as soon as he grasped the depht of his feelings towards you - of how weak and instable it could make him. And many would say today's deed was the ultimate proof of that theory...

...as of now, your partner had learned the hard way just how much strenght he could gain through his affection for others.

"Sadly, you died before I could perfect the zombiefication." It was true, with his know-how not only medical but also in magic and soul studies, one day this menace of a man would possibly even be able to actually succeed in resurrect the fallen. A thought that made your already still blood run cold. "You're still just a prototype. Given time, I can-"

You interrupted him through grabbing the collar of Stein's lab coat, furiously screaming from the top of your lungs. "Don't talk to me like I'm one of your fucked up experiments! I was your partner!"

Was. That little word shot a dagger through his heart, though it's a little price compared with your imminent demise.

"Now what, I'm cursed to watch everyone I love grow old and die while I just stay the same?!" Becoming aware of consequences of his own actions sure was suffocating, and it got harder and harder to not become aware of what future he robbed you. "The alternative would've been death, Y/N!"

"Well, then I should've stayed dead!" you spat bitterly, defeated even. "I-I wanted to have children with you one day, Stein...even that you took away from me."

That was it - the sentence that broke him.

"You talk about the gods and their rules all the time! Tell me Stein, if you fear them so damn much then how could you do something so godless?!"

He snapped right then and there grabbing your shoulders and shaking you violently. "Because no matter who, even if the gods themselves decide to take you away from me then I'll gladly become a demon to prevent this! Do you hear me?!"

"Shit, Y/N...I-I'm so sorry..." Stein leaped a safe distance away from you, horrified with himself as he saw your frightened expression. He buried his face into his hands and for a brief second the affection you still felt for this man overwhelmed your anger and grief. "I don't know what came over me, I just- I don't know..."

"You sound just like a Kishin would talk" you noticed woefully, yet not less affectionate. "No matter what, Stein: You must never go there!"

No. Stein was many things, but certainly not that.

As if he could ever disappoint you like that, after you were the only one to ever see good in him all this time others would've turned away. Stein had sworn himself to never fall prey to that dormant madness inside of him, and he was willing to keep that oath with every fibre of his being.

Just moments before all of this, he quite literally held your soul into his hands. If they all felt bright and warm like yours, Stein could very well understand the temptation of devouring them - making them a part of oneself for all eternity in the progress...

...yet instead he forcefully anchored it to this useless body of yours out of this obsessive desire, forcing it to stay the vessle which it should long since have left.

There was no other way to repay this debt of failing to protect you due to his pitiful shortcomings, or so he thought - for not being there for you when you needed him most.

Whether you'd accept this gift, this greatest sacrifice of his or not: You'd get a second chance, would be free to choose at least - and that was more than enough for him.

"If only I was there when you needed me, then none of this would've happened!" he ultimatively exclaimed, and only now you realized how much he had blamed himself for this unfortunate event.

Initially, you had thought this whole farce to be part of his eccentric delusions that he had to control simply everything - including yourself, no matter your actual wishes or feelings...

...but that was far away from the truth. Your lover was suffering just as much -if not even more than yourself.

"Please forgive me..." Stein was facing the ground, tears mixing with the bloodied floor as heartbreaking sobs filled the room. "I'm simply not strong enough to let you go. I can't, I just can't. You deserve better than this fate, I-"

"Stein" you breathed out, trying to regain composure for both of your sake's. "Look at me."

It sure was ironic, how even though Stein could involuntarily cause so much misery, his intentions were pure. While slowly calming down from this first, earthshattering shock, this sole thought would remain. And as that whole turmoil of emotions raging inside of you faded out...

...the only thing that would preserve was love.

Eyes are the mirror to one's soul, and behind all of the madness and pain, Stein's would show enothing less than sheer adoration for you - a glimpse into his true self only you had ever been honored with.

Stein was expecting punishment for having commited this great sin, and would've gladly accepted anything you would direct at him, knowing he deserved it...

...yet instead, you'd grace him through falling right into his arms.

"I hate you" you whispered barely audible, exhausted now that you'd processed everything. Yet you'd still only ever beat softly against your boyfriend's chest as your tears wetted his sweater. "I hate that I don't know what to think. I hate that should despise you for what you've done, and yet I can't."

You grabbed the fabric of his sweater, holding onto him for dear life as he pulled you even closer. "You were right. I don't want to go. I want to stay with you and the others."

"I'll do anything, Y/N" Stein spoke with genuine regret, planting a kiss on your face to wipe those tears away. "Just tell me what I can do. I'll do anything."

"How can you still kiss me like this?" Even though you were the one to ask, your heart was faster than your mind as your lips met his. "Isn't it disgusting? I'm a living corpse."

Your lover softly smiled against your mouth, eagerly stealing another kiss from you just to prove his point. "I know best what it's like to be a freak, so believe me when I say: You shouldn't feel like one. You've always been perfect to me, Y/N. No matter in what form."

"At least you didn't put a screw into my head" you joked quite insecure, earning a slight chuckle in return. "Well, I could still make adjustments."

"Don't even think about it, you unlicensed horror movie doc!" Your smile would soon turn into a bright, united laughter - unfitting for the situation yet relieving nonetheless. "What you've done today is more than enough for a long time, okay? So you better keep it down until I get used to..." you gestured around your body awkwardly, "...this."

"I bet there's no need for me to proof how sincere I am with you, yeah?"Stein answered as he picked you up from the ground, ready to carry you to a better place to catch up on everything. "But I'll promise to be on my best behavior, darling."

#soul eater #franken stein #franken stein / reader #dr. stein #dr. stein / reader #self insert #writing #fanfiction

[skylarmoon71]

Eobard Thawne - (Flash) AU Chapter 15

The break that was needed after that whole ordeal would be extensive. But for now, you settled for retiring to your apartment.

Eobard has joined you. It’s more for peace of mind. He’d been fairly quiet after you announced your stay. Now in the comfort of your home, you give a little stretch. There’s no speedster outfits. You’ve changed into casual wear. Here, you’re not crime fighting heroes, just people. Dropping on your bed, you let out a heavy sigh. It’s weird not having a big bad to chase.

You turn to Eobard who still looks a bit lost in his thoughts.

“Eo-”

“You stayed. “ He interrupts.

“You don’t sound too happy about it.” You tease.

He won’t look at you.

“I really thought that you would leave. I-I wasn’t sure how to feel. I wanted to be happy. More than anything. But the thought of you disappearing and never coming back was..it was terrifying.”

Now his silence makes sense.

You take a step.

“I’m sorry it took me so long.”

He doesn’t get why you’re apologizing. You have nothing to be sorry about. More than anything, he’s happy that he’ll be able to feel your touch right now. See that gentle smile you use to reassure him that he isn’t dreaming. He closes his eyes, pressing his forehead to yours.

“I love you.”

Your smile is much brighter.

“I love you too, Eobard.”

His entire body becomes still. When he pulls back slowly and stares at you, he’s completely stunned. You just keep a brilliant smile.

“I love you.”

You repeat.

He’s ecstatic.

You’re tackled to the bed, both of your laughs filling the room.

~Star Labs~

Iris couldn’t remember the last time she felt this accomplished. More often than not these cases ended badly. Being a part of a hero team was hard when everyone else had a superpower. She’d grown used to being the brains behind the operation. It came with its own battles.

This time everyone was okay.

Godspeed was locked up and you were safe. Life could not get any better.

“I figured you would still be here.” Barry walks from around the corner and Iris sends a smile.

“It’s crazy. So much has happened in such a small space of time. “ Barry nods.

“It is a little crazy. I’m really happy we got (Y/N) back.”

Iris nods.

“Me too.”

They were all sad when they thought you would return home. In a way they understood it was selfish to keep you here, but they couldn’t help it.

“Iris.”

She looks up, adjusting her glasses. She doesn’t expect him to be this close. She means to say something.

“W-What is it?”

She feels as though her glasses will get foggy from the heat that is no doubt steaming from her cheeks. He smiles at the adorable reaction. He takes another step, and when his hand slides across her waist, she feels like her body will combust.

“With all that’s happened I feel like I need to be completely honest about how I feel about you. I know that I joke a lot so it’s hard to take me seriously. But the one thing I never want you to question is how I feel about you. Iris I..I’m in love with you..”

Her heart is pounding. How many times has she had this dream?”

Swallowing her fears, she smiles.

“I-I’m in love with me too. I-I mean you! I’m in love with you!!” She clarifies. Her babblings continue, and he brushes the hair away from her eyes. It finally halts her racing words.

“I’m really glad. I’m sorry it took so long.”

Iris shakes her head, the tears running down her cheeks as she smiles the biggest she ever has.

“You’re just in time.” She claims.

He mirrors that expression, a bit speechless when she grabs his collar and pulls him in from a kiss. He barely processes what’s happening until he feels her push him against a wall. He moans, and she pulls back for a second, discarding her glasses. He swallows at the hungry look in her eyes.

“Gotta marry this woman..”

He intends to follow through too.

#eobard #au #flash #speedsters #eobardxreader #family #barryallen #humor #love #understanding #cute #barryxiris #confessions #happyendings

[trashcanalienist]

The digital monolith is the other electromagnetic soul.

#that is why i accept and embody myself digitally more than i ever could in the flesh #the flesh will decay but the digital monolith remains even if inaccessible. when the pyramids fall and the world is one with nothing #the monolith will remain imprinted in the ionospheric radio. #anyways it's not like that's the worst thing anyone's ever posted on the internet. or even the worst thing i've posted. #i feel not badly about it. a gentle peace and still in loving adoration #creeptalk #creep talk #positive creeptalk #sort of #in the tags #words i speak #great telescopes #softly indoctrinated

[hanniejji]

go rest, damn it

[ kazuha x gn!s/o ]

summary: kazuha better be resting or else he'll face greater doom than his wound. your wrath.

note: i miss kazuha god damn :') | m.list

words: 573 | warnings: none

"please, dove, let me help you with that."

"absolutely not," you placed your hands on the samurai's shoulder, firmly keeping him seated on the large rock he was resting on, "you're in pain, you haven't slept peacefully because of that pain, and you're supposed to be resting."

your voice is stern, eyes staring him down as if to keep him pinned in his place. kazuha has not seen you like this before. strict and unyielding. he wouldn't blame you though, he'd do the same if you were to get hurt. on the other hand, he finds it endearing that you won't let him make excuses when it comes to his health. the way your hands shook whilst you fuss over him at the news of his injury, the firm yet gentle tone of your voice when you told him to stay put, and your touch—light as feather—while fixing up his injury, all did nothing but melt his heart into a puddle, soaking up on the warmth of your hands and the love in your eyes.

with a heart filled with love and adoration, he has no choice but to heed to your wishes.

"now don't be stubborn, rest here alright? i can handle the hunting for the both of us."

he merely hummed, too busy admiring you whilst you prepared for the hunt.

"be safe, dove."

"i will, love."

that was a couple of hours ago. you've successfully caught kazuha and yourself something to eat, finally making your way back to your temporary camp. along the way, you came upon a bundle of wild glaze lilies dancing with the wind.

"kazuha might need some wound dressing after dinner," you mused to yourself while plucking two full bloomed flowers, carefully placing it inside your satchel.

the thought of his injury brought the memory of his incessant stubbornness. even when he's hurt badly, he still insists on helping you go about despite the unbearable pain and the chance of hurting himself further. in turn, you stood your ground and took it upon yourself to make it known that no excuse will make you yield to his wishes. that is, only when necessary of course. god knows you're a softy for this man. he can basically ask you for anything and you'll give it to him, no question asked.

no! bad y/n! you're supposed to be taking charge right now! don't be a fucking simp! let your guard down and the next thing you know he has you wrapped around his pretty lithe fingers.

"i just hope to the archons that he is resting like i told him to."

and resting he is.

behold, right before your eyes is kazuha resting on a flat boulder, eyes closed in a peaceful sleep.

you've known for a long time that kazuha loves to sleep on a rock that's been soaking in the warmth of the sun. he's curled on his side, a hand under his head as a temporary pillow—you wonder if it hasn't gone numb yet—and his mouth parting with every breath he take.

the sight of him resting quelled the worry in the pit of your stomach, quietly approaching his sleeping spot. you rest a hand on his cheek, cooing when he leaned his face on the familiar feeling of your hand. deciding to let him rest for a while longer, you start to prepare dinner for the two of you.

"get well soon, love."

#genshin impact #kazuha #genshin impact x reader #kazuha x reader #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact fanfics #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact kaedehara kazuha #genshin impact kazuha #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios #genshin headcanons #genshin fanfic #genshin kazuha #genshin kaedahara kazuha #kaedahara kazuha #kazuha imagines #kazuha scenarios #kazuha fluff #kazuha fanfic #kazuha headcanons #kazuha genshin impact #kazuha genshin x reader #kazuha genshin #honey writes

[coco-goat-milk]

hi!! can you do a kanao!reader (demon slayer) x Childe, Kazuha, and Zhongli (separately), I’d prefer the reader to use a coin and then stop using it after getting into a relationship, emotionless kinda but then starting to warm up, !!IF ITS OK WITH YOU!! and also have the same backstory as her, of course, you don’t have to do the last part since it’s really dark- you don’t have to do this request tho! :D

Kanao! reader x Childe, Kazuha, Zhongli

Pronounce: she/him/they,, pronounce isn't mentioned! so I won't mention it either!

Warning: slight spoilers for Kanao’s past (and Kazuha and Zhongli), violence and cursing (it's just a little bit nothing very bad or anything! and if i forgot anything please remind me!)

A/n: Moshi moshi~ dear, ofc i'll do your request! And if you check out my rules page you will see all the characters i write for and if i write for those characters that means that i also write for the characters their past! I hope this is okay and what you wanted! If it's not just tell me and I will try again hun!

Childe

First time meeting:

He was very curious about you when he first saw you.

When he approached you, you just kept smiling, while tried to start a conversation with you.

Keyword: tried

You just kept staring intently at him with a smile, ngl he got kind of scared.

But the moment you pulled out a coin and flipped it into the air, he was so confused, huhh???

When the coin landed on your palm and you smiled at him, he waited patiently for you to answer him.

But what you did next is something he really didn't expect.

“Sayonara” You smiled at him and ran away leaving Childe in a confused daze.

After that he would keep searching for you, and try to make conversation.

When you two get together:

You would slowly try to have a conversation without the use of your coin. (but Childe luckily didn't try to push you)

“Childe…”

“Yes love!”

“Do..you..like rocks?”

“???”

He will be very patient with you, and even though he still teases you and flirts with you, he knows when to stop.

If you decide to tell him about your past and about your dead sister who decided to take care of you, he will first of all feel a lot of grief and anger. Not anger towards you but towards the people who treated you like shit.

He will let you take your time, while he teaches the people who treated you badly a..few lessons.

This bastard is very clingy while you are...not. So he likes to cling onto you like a koala bear, and you just let it be.

He flirts a lot with you but you don't respond most of the time, but when you flirt back he will be shook and flustered.

If he has seen you fighting, he will want to spar with you.

Masochist.

You usually just spend time together eating or sparring.

It's a cute relationship while he supports you all the way!

Kazuha

First time meeting:

He just wanted some peace and quiet in nature, maybe reciting some haiku.

But as he got to the clearing he saw a person calmly sitting there with butterflies flying around (her/him/them), he just stood there shocked.

As you turned your head around your eyes met, and it felt as if there was an invisible connection with each other.

After that day you often meet him at the exact same place, sometimes he tells you haiku’s or you two just sit in a comfortable silence with butterflies surrounding you two.

When you two are together in a relationship:

You both are very calm people and you don’t talk that much but his calming presence, makes you use your coin less.

“Kazuha can you...can you..”

“Take your time Y/n”

“Can you tell me a haiku about butterflies..?”

He is very happy that you try to talk without the coin, but of course he is curious why you don't talk without your coin. He won't push you for answers though.

If you tell him about your past and your dead sister, he can relate to you losing your loved one.

If you want to he will comfort you, he is actually very amazed by your mental strength and compliments you for it.

He wrote a haiku about his admiration for you.

You are really bad at comforting him but he takes great comfort in your presence.

You didn't really know what to do with physical affection, but it's okay because he eases you into it.

Usually hand holding or kisses on the cheek.

If he told you about his past and how he is a wanted criminal, you will become quite protective over him.

If he saw how you defeated your enemies, he would be amazed and proud of you.

Has several haikus about you, and he usually tells you about them before bed time.

Ughhhhh him telling you about all his love and adoration for you in the most poetic way and before bed time!?!?! SIGN ME UP 🤲

It's a very wholesome and sweet relationship, with you both being closeted simps for each other.

Zhongli

First time meeting:

You basically became Zhongli’s assistant, he found your company very comforting and nice.

He was certainly very curious about you and why you only answered with your coin.

He talked...a lot.. like a lot, you just let him talk because you had high respect for the man.

And his voice is just *chef’s kiss*

When you two get together:

In your relationship he is the one who talks the most, and you just listen with a smile on your face.

He knows you don't really make decisions without your coin, but actually it's just you who already made a decision but didn't want to embarrass yourself.

He cares a lot for you, so when you tell him about your past;

He will have order! *summons giant rock*/j

No but seriously he will comfort you with his words if needed, he will brew you some tea.

He has been through some hard stuff as well so he isn't that bad at comforting.

He knows you're not very cuddly or anything but he lets it be, so he is very surprised when you hold his arm out of nowhere.

“And so- oh…” You just wrapped your hand around his arm like you had done it so many times, his gentle smile widens even more.

“Ah okay as i was saying-!”

When he tells you that he is a god, you don't react that much. you already knew.

He is actually kind of glad and surprised that that was your only reaction.

With physical affection it's usually him holding your hands or your hand wrapped around his arm.

You are basically his mom; when he is going out and forgot his Mora for the hundredth time, you will come to the rescue with a bag of Mora.

Things like that are your way of showing you care, and of course you are not using your coin with him anymore.

When he sees you fighting he is very curious and proud, he will want to ask questions about your fighting styles over a cup of tea.

Aww such a sweet relationship, even though he is a god y'all don't care; just living in the moment!

#genshin kazuha #genshin x y/n #genshin headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin zhongli #genshin childe #childe x reader #childe #zhongli #kazuha #kazuha x reader #kaedehara kazuha x reader #genshin impact kazuha #kaedehara kazuha #kazuha kaedehara #zhongli x reader #genshin #childe x y/n #tartagalia x reader #tartagalia genshin impact #childe genshin impact

[pillow-anime-talk]

dating them.

synopsis: Some sweet, funny and also crazy moments in your relationship.

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; romance; mild comedy; fluff; PDA; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. reki kyan, langa hasegawa, miya chinen, kaoru sakurayashiki & kojirou nanjou {sk8}

author’s note: so... i’m just in love with this anime...

— REKI

↘ He’s such a precious boy who cheers you up in the blink of an eye; I think he has an extra sense, so he knows when you feel worse than usual or when you are in even the slightest pain (for example, you bumped your elbow or you haven’t eaten breakfast before ‘cause you missed your alarm clock and therefore you have a stomachache).

↘ Reki is a supportive lover; whether you are passionate about singing, learning languages, reading manga, sewing mascots or painting, a seventeen-year-old will always be right next to you to praise what you do or the way you look. He will notice every, even stupid detail about you and mention it immediately when you’re going to hang out. He’s definitely your fan and doesn’t hide it. Additionally, if you introduce him to what you love, he will also get interested in it in a way and then he will come to you to show off what he has done like a sketch of the two of you or an opinion about the anime you recommended him three days ago.

↘ The boy is really devoted to you and loves physical contact; grabbing a hand, kissing on the cheek or forehead, cute texts in the morning it’s something totally normal for the two of you. I also think that Reki could melt if you run your fingers through his soft hair or make small braids for him, decorating his head with a few colored hairpins or hairbands.

↘ If you know how to skateboarding, he will be delighted and your dates will mostly be about riding together or learning new tricks. Plus, it’s another thing Reki loves about you and wow. He’s even bigger fanboy than before!

↘ However, if you have never ridden or even tried to do it, it doesn’t matter. A teen will be happy to be able to offer you some private lessons if you wish. Again, red-haired adores physical contact, so holding your hands/waist while you stand on his beloved skateboard will be a dream come true for him.

↘ He always has ticket for you, so you make a new banner for each race to support him. Hit me, but I’m 120% sure that after race (whether he won or lost it) he takes your pretty banners and hides them in this special box that has its place on his bedroom closet.

↘ Overall, Reki is a boy who fits to the definition of high school, first love.

— LANGA

↘ Your relationship is a bit more peaceful, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a bit of humor or abstraction.

↘ Langa loves your company so, so, so badly; Reki is quite hot-tempered and is literally everywhere, so when the two of you hang out together after school or at the weekend, blue-haired feels that he can breathe and relax every muscle in his body. You’re his comfort person, and your room is a safe place without fear and noise.

↘ He also enjoys physical contact, but much more prefers to show affection in private, for example in your home or in his own bedroom.

↘ His favorite type of PDA is cuddling; he prefers to be a big spoon and hug you from behind, but he has no problem hugging against your chest or warm stomach, especially when he feels down because of school or racing.

↘ I have a strange feeling that Langa is the type of romantic who would make an amazing Spotify playlist for the two of you so you could listen to the songs, cuddling each other in the bed.

↘ If you can skateboard that’s great! For sure you, Langa and Reki will be a good trio that will meet often in the skate park or in ‘S’. I’m also pretty sure he’ll cheer for you, but at the same time he’ll be very cute with it and definitely more calm than his bestie. For example, if you do a trick... you’ll get a quick kiss on the nose or Langa will buy you your favorite drink. He definitely likes to pamper you.

↘ If you don’t know how to skateboard but you really want to start skateboarding to share your lover’s passion... Well, he will definitely give you a short (long) monologue about how dangerous it is, and you need to be careful – because he knows best of all how a fall on butt or face hurts.

↘ He always keeps a tiny set of colored plasters in his jacket or pants pocket to take care of you in the case of an unexpected accident, as Reki used to care for him.

↘ He’s a good teacher, but he will definitely need to calm his emotions, because sometimes instead of showing you how to slide down the railing, he will suggest something more down-to-earth, like going to the cinema to watch the movie you mentioned three days ago.

— MIYA

↘ Ahh, my precious smol baby.

↘ You are Miya’s first partner, so he still thinks that he’s not good enough for you, although you always reassure him with a light peck on the nose that he’s the best thing that has happened to you and that you’re very glad that you can be with him in every good and bad moment.

↘ The teenager is terribly shy about any physical contact outside, so if you aren’t at home, don’t expect a ton of hugs or kisses from him. He much prefers when you two are alone – then he doesn’t feel overwhelmed by the gazes of other people, especially other skaters who like to make fun of him. 

↘ I swear I’ll bite and beat them all...

↘ Miya is a delicate soul and he really likes to feel that someone look after him, so in a relationship he definitely prefers when you cares for him. For example; just touch his soft hair, ask about his well-being or when he will have a race and a huge smile will appear on his face.

↘ I think if he feels that you are the only one for him... Maybe he will lend you his favorite hoodie with cat ears and tail? He’ll be overjoyed to see that you feel good in it. You look extremely cute, but he’ll never admit it. 

↘ It smells like him, like wet earth and a hint of sweet perfume, and although it’s a strange combination, it feels really beautiful, downright safe and homey.

↘ For the next holiday (your birthday, your anniversary, Valentine’s Day or Christmas), he will give you a sweatshirt that matches to his own. It will be in your favorite color and will also have an animal accessory, not necessarily catish, because if you prefer dogs, rabbits or cows... You know, there are many options.

↘ If you know how to skateboard, he will be really calm and will feel that finally someone will want to spend time with him, training and riding together; not like in childhood when everyone turned away from him. He will definitely be moved when you grab his smooth hand and offer a long ride in the park. He definitely loves praise, so give him praise every now and then when he does a nice trick. He will also compliment you more than once and even give you a kiss on the cheek (of course if nobody is watching!). He’s not good at words, but he tries!

↘ If you don’t know how to skateboard... He may be a bit skeptical, but naturally he’ll agree to a few lessons in front of your or his house. Of course you originally just wanted to be close to him and hold his hand more often than usual, but it turned out to be pretty fun! Now, training is your typical dates.

↘ Miya is a sweet boy and although he may not look like that, he’s really protective, often jealous and always puts you at first place.

— KAORU

↘ This beautiful man, this angel-looking ideal, this ahhhh... Being in a relationship with him is pure pleasure and daily healing for the soul.

↘ He’s a calm, understanding and loving partner. I think he’s a bit old fashioned but that only adds much more charm to his person.

↘ He often calls you his ‘dearest’, ‘darling’ or ‘sweetheart’, isn’t that cute?

↘ You two don’t go out on dates too often, but I think Kaoru loves to spend time at home, having tea or on the couch while one of you is reading a book and the other is listening to music or just sleeping. He definitely doesn’t look like that, but he loves PDA/cuddling and is the best at it!

↘ He also likes it when you suggest learning calligraphy together. He never forced you to do this, but when he first heard that you would like to meet one of his passions, he was really happy and immediately showed you how to write with ink on the special paper he had in his flat. Obviously, more than once you ask him to write a simple letter or word, because you just love his handwriting and how focused he seems. He’s really hot then, I swear to god!

↘ You love his long hair and are always eager to give him a new, nice hairstyle; normal braid or fishtail braid. Maybe a bun or a ponytail with a few hairpins? He loves everything you do on him. In addition, the gentle head massage you give him each time is the most soothing thing in the world for him.

↘ If you know how to skating... He’s really surprised, but that doesn’t mean he’s unhappy or angry. He wants to see what you can do right away and you will surely feel a sweet kiss on your forehead more than once when the trick will be good or even better than you both thought. He’s a supportive boy, but doesn’t show it as vehemently as Reki, for example; he prefers to smile at you or clap softly.

↘ If you don’t know how to skate yet, but you asked him to teach you how to even stand on it... I imagine Kaoru going pale and trying to distract you from this idea because, as an experienced skater, he’s afraid that you will hurt yourself like any beginner. But your big eyes and ruddy cheeks are his weaknesses, so he’ll trust both you and Carla and help you keep your balance on his beloved, black-violet board. Reward him later with quick kisses or give him his favorites, okay?

↘ To sum up, Kaoru is a good and honest lover. He definitely loves your company and won’t mind spending his free time seriously and frivolously with you.

— KOJIROU

↘ This guy is the definition of the sentence ‘Through the stomach to the heart’. Any objections? No. So let’s gooooo!

↘ Kojirou is a PERFECT second half. Both in character and appearance. If he fall in love with someone seriously, and it will be you, then know that he’ll care for you like about a member of the royal family; breakfasts in bed, an Italian supper, the perfect choice of wine for a chicken or steak are things that have become a sweet daily thing for you at some point.

↘ He loves to show you affection and absolutely has no problem doing it in public, even when he’s working or when you two are in a tight crowd on the train or in the ‘S’ before his race. He will kiss you hard on the lips, grab your skin on your butt or hug your waist. It’s just that everyone needs to know that you belong to him. He’s just as clingy as Reki, and sometimes even worse and bolder.

↘ Of course he has cute side; he likes to lie on the bed or the sofa with you on his chest. He loves being between your thighs and sleep there. He definitely has a weak point in that when you you run your finger on his tattoo or cook dinner with him, throwing ingredients at him and laughing out loud.

↘ Another romantic who uses thousands of pet names (like babey, cutie, doll, pumpkin, kitten). Plus, he loves to dance with you in the kitchen and steal a few kisses here and there. Also, if you aren’t looking, he likes to surprise you with a big, bear hug.

↘ I think he’s a bit impatient, so he doesn’t like to sit at home and prefers dates in crazy places (such as an amusement park, swimming pool, karaoke bar) – it’s his favorite way of spending your time together. As a gentleman, he always pays for you, unless you go faster and bring your ATM card to the card reader as first. But don’t be surprised when Kojirou will just buy you cotton candy or popcorn shortly afterwards.

↘ If you know how to skateboard, he’s as excited as a kid and will definitely offer you a date at the skate park. Naturally, he wants to show off to others what a super cool partner he has, but he also wants others to know that you’re here together to kick everyone’s asses with your abilities. You’re definitely a powerful couple and you have the matching necklaces!

↘ But if you don’t know how to skating then... well, well, well. Just be prepared that one day (without even asking for it) you’ll stand on his beloved board and he will grab your hips, smiling silly. He enjoy skin ship so this guy feels utopian when he can be near you. He definitely won’t spare you compliments, long pecks, and smack your butt when you do something great, so you have to get used to it... and it’s going to be a long training session, so good luck, my friend.

↘ He’s a funny guy, but he’ll never cross your limits, so don’t worry about that. However, he will always find a topic for conversation or a joke to relax the atmosphere or cheer you up. You will never be bored with him.

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[sunlightheidi]

Life Worth Living

Jihyun Kim "V" | MC / Reader

*NSFW (under cut)

Happy Sunday friends! Enjoy this very fluffy smut ~

Jihyun’s studio is your favorite room in the house.

Everything about it is light. Light wooden floors and walls a pale shade of ivory, both speckled with remnants of paint that neither of you have ever bothered cleaning. The windows are tall and give you a perfect view of the fluttering hummingbirds drinking water from the feeder you’d hung from the maple oak tree (had sat on Jihyun’s shoulders to do it – swaying and giggling).

The sun filters through the sheer curtains, illuminates the room in golden hues all through the day. It’s the perfect amount of light for Jihyun to work clearly and peacefully (whether he’s drawing, or painting or taking silly photographs of you) and lets you linger quietly in his space as he does so – content and warm in the little blue sofa and the soft blankets he’s placed in here just for you.

This little nook Jihyun has created is where you spend most of your free time. You love to lay down and daydream as you watch him work. His art is wonderful, you’ve always thought so – every piece sketched, every canvas painted, every picture taken leaves you in complete wonder of him, of his talent.

But what you love best of all is watching him create these dreamscapes; shirtless and muscles rippling as he sways freely, careless hair glittering in the light, tools in his gentle paint-stained hands – he’s beautiful.

You could lay in this little corner of yours forever; learning the names of his favorite paints, about which techniques he prefers to use, listen to way he moves and all that he dreams of.

There are days however, when minutes feel like hours and your heart feels weary because everything has gone pear-shaped and wrong. A long warm shower makes you feel a little more like yourself, but you struggle to keep your eyes open as you stumble up the stairs in your robe and nothing else, to the man you’ve given your heart and whole life too.

Ah, there he is; his back to the door and sitting on a spinning stool, paintbrush in hand and a palette in the other.

You go to him instantly, wrap your arms around his waist and kiss his back in greeting, say nothing because you don’t want to distract him from his work. You nuzzle his neck and peek over his shoulder at his current project. A landscape this time – cherry blossoms from the trip he had surprised you with for your anniversary a few months ago.

As you begin to pull away, he pulls you back and wraps his arms around you – kisses you dizzy, calls you darling and sweetheart and tells you how much he’s missed you.

You stumble into your little sanctuary afterwards, lips swollen and a little off balance but warm and happy; fall asleep the moment you wrap yourself in the coziness of your blankets.

You dream of a night in spring, of cherry blossom trees and a quiet breeze and a starry sky – a memory of gentle hands caressing your softness and making love to you under the moonlight.

The dream vanishes, colors and hues of blues and golds fill your vision – you wake to soft kisses along your thighs, on your hips. You shift a little, yawning and chest rising. Then, a gentle tap on your thigh; the solid end of a pencil. Warm, turquoise eyes meet yours as they open.

Jihyun is sitting on the sofa with you, has made room for himself at the very end with your feet on his lap, his earlier work long forgotten.

“Stay still for me, darling.”

You shudder under the weight of his gaze, seeking it even as his attention shifts back to the sketchpad in his hand, charcoal pencil in the other. Those same graceful hands that are always so careful when they take you apart; so careful and memorizing when they trace the outline of your figure on paper, and smooth an array of charcoal down the lines of your body.

Jihyun loves to spill you onto his art – pictures drawn and photographs taken of you, they are strewn all over his studio, displayed on the walls of every room in your home. They are beautiful, just like everything else about him, like everything he graces with his touch.

But hanging right next to them is your own work, a disarray of candid pictures you’ve taken of him. They are your absolute favorites because he’s always radiant and flushed, always giggles shily the moment you turn the camera on him.

“Your thoughts are spinning,” he says, eyes flickering up to you, a soft smile on his pretty mouth. “What did you dream about?”

“The night we camped underneath the stars, when the cherry blossoms were blooming.”

“Mmm,” he hums, a soft agreement. He remembers it perfectly – the night you’d laid naked with him underneath the stars and he’d made love to you until the sun rose. “A good dream then. Spread your legs a little wider, sweetheart?”

You do so, at peace with the warm flush that’s worked its way through your insides. It is still new to you, being bared like this for him to draw you, but you are comfortable. More than comfortable with him, if only a little shy at his attention, but he’s always tender with you.

His gaze flickers down your body; the blankets have long fallen to the floor, your robe in disarray and hiding nothing from him. You don’t fix it – let him watch every bit of you instead. “Are you getting a little restless, darling?”

“A little,” you admit, “but I can stay still a little longer for you.”

Jihyuns nods, a smile tugging at the edges of his lips. “Are you sure?” he asks, using his thumb to massage your inner thigh.

“Jihyun, dearest, you’re not meant to be making this harder for me,” you remind him, lowering your eyebrows in a faux-scowl, lip pouting. Your body shivers in delight as you witness his eyes darken – you know he loves your mouth, know it makes his fantasies unwind like nothing else.

He laughs, something dark and hoarse, but always as warm as the sun. “My apologies. You know I am just as tempted by you, if not more so.”

“Keep your hands to yourself,” you tease, letting your eyes fall closed once again as you slip into a steady daze. “Please finish quickly Jihyun, I’ve missed you terribly.”

And you have. All day long have been feeling a little heartsick for him.

You don’t open your eyes again for a while. Occasionally, you feel him moving you around; a hand adjusting the position of your arm, brushing hair from your face, or ghosting against your thighs.

It’s a while before he moves again, and you feel the sofa cushions shift as he slips his legs from beneath you; hear him place his sketchpad and charcoal down.

You open your eyes when you feel Jihyun hover above you – plush lips, soft lashes, smiling mouth, adoration in his gaze. You don’t need a single star or planet to align if only he keeps looking at you in this way for the rest of your life.

“Can I see the sketch?” You whisper, your body writhing at the wild, desperate look he gives you; know that he needs you just as badly as you need him.

You feel dizzy, drunk as you try to regain control of your body that never, never, never has enough of him.

“Later,” he answers, finally brushing his lips against yours, swallowing your moan as he presses every inch of his body against yours. He can’t ever have enough of you either.

Jihyun loves to capture these moments between you, has taken photographs of him pleasing you, of you pleasing him, of you two together; you wish he would paint this moment, the two of you intwined so tightly that you looked like one.

There is no need for preparation; you’ve been wet since he’d pressed you back into the blankets and asked you to stay there. Jihyun releases a shaky breath as he thrusts up and over your mound, coating himself in your arousal. You press his face into your neck and drape one leg over his hip, opening yourself up fully and giving unspoken permission at the same time.

You both gasp as the head of his cock notches at your entrances. His hips tremble slightly as he drives in, only stopping once his hips are tights against yours. You can’t help it; you squeeze around him, arch a little and writhe at the delicious fullness you feel.

“Thank you for waiting for me, my love” he says, and you know he doesn’t just mean today, or every other day you’ve watched him work while basking in the sunlight.

He means that period so long ago, when both of you were lost and stumbling through life but had fallen desperately in love with each other. When he’d left to learn how to live with mistakes made and figure out himself and his dreams.

You stayed and tried to make sense of what your life had become. Had spent so much of your time praying to the stars, to the moon, to the sun that he would come back to you.

He pulls backs to look at your face, brushes wild hair from your forehead and presses a kiss where his fingers had been. He only moves once he is sure you won’t look away. The first time he draws away and presses back in is enough to make you whine, enough to make you cry with the tender way he is looking at you.

Jihyun fucks into you at a gentle pace, loves to draw out the pleasure and just feel you beneath him. You understand why, too. All those years of secrecy and lying had left his body tired and his soul weary, and now he is eager for a moment of respite. He’s found that peace, the calmness he’s searched his whole life for, in you.

You can feel your wetness coating your inner thighs and his. You suck in a breath as Jihyun slicks your wetness up, fingers grazing your swollen, sensitive clit. A broken gasp leaves you as he presses harder, circling around you and you press yourself against his hand, rocking into him as he thrusts into you. You begin to flutter around him and he groans, his pace finally stuttering, his hips shaking against yours.

“Come on, baby,” he urges, flushed and eyes dark and shining. “Let me hear you.”

And you do. You let yourself vocalize everything that he makes you feel – the adoration, the love, the coursing desire that has lit a burning fire within you. He presses his mouth to yours and tastes every sound you make, pupils blown and completely blissed out in the knowledge that it’s all because of him.

He continues to stroke you through the aftershocks of pleasure, joins you with a jerk of his hips – brows furrowed, eyes shut and his lips parted as he moans your name.

When he finally pulls away, your thighs are shaking and your eyes are dropping with fatigue. He kisses your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, pulls back to look at the mess between your thighs and sings you quiet praises.

“Come here, honey,” he whispers, slowly standing up and hooking one arm beneath your knees, the other under your shoulders and lifts you up effortlessly. You lock your arms around him and nuzzle into his neck, sigh in quiet happiness. “Let’s get to bed.”

He carries you through the hallways of this home you’ve built together. Photographs of you two line the walls, kissing and smiling and always looking at each other with joy in your eyes.

There are pictures of your friends too, posters of Zen’s productions, blurry images of Jumin with Elizabeth the 3rd, Jaehee in front of her new café, Yoosung at his recent graduation, and plenty of the reunited Choi twins on their many adventures (because Saeyoung has taken it upon himself to hang pictures on your walls too).

Days can be long, and sometimes you don’t feel like yourself; but these still images that capture the life you once dreamed of help you remember: you have Jihyun, you have a family – you need nothing else.

You lean closer to Jihyun, kiss up his neck and across his jawline. Press your lips against the corner of his smiling mouth. “I love you.”

I would have waited a lifetime for you, you think. You have made my life a living dream.

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[johnkrrasinski]

𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜

Chapter 4: hell was the journey but it brought me heaven (final)

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Pairings: bucky barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,943

Summary: blessed with telepathic abilities since birth, you were captured by HYDRA and turned into one of their weapons to kill. after the blip, you were pardoned by the government and you were obliged to check up with dr. raynor everyday which you had no clue would lead you to the one soul you’d been waiting for.

Warnings: SMUT!! (18+) dirty talk, oral (female receiving), fingering, shower sex, happy ending.

A/N: this series is dedicated to the lovely @ohmickeyhenry who commissioned this story and developed the concept. thank you for trusting me with your story. i sincerely hope you like it.

You sat on the front porch as your fingers flipped through the page of the romance novel you had your nose in. It was a beautiful day, the weather wasn’t too hot or too cold, perfect to spend hours escaping into a story outside. Alpine purred on the chair where Bucky would sit if he was here but he wasn’t because he was on an overseas mission with Sam and though you offered to come with him, Tony said that it would be best if you sat this one out. You didn’t take it personally, however, it was hard to be separated from him for nearly a month.

Bucky said he’d be coming home soon and though the mission kept delaying them to come home, Bucky called and texted you every day to let you know that he was alright and how far on completing the mission had they gone. You were glad that Sam and Bucky had each other while you weren’t around to take care of him because you knew that Sam was the only person who could ground him other than you.

You and Bucky had been together for nearly five months now, after your recovery in Wakanda and adjusting to the new life of being superheroes, you both decided that you wanted to settle in a more remote place. All of the Avengers had their own places outside of the compound so you thought, why don’t you get yours? You talked about getting your own place in Brooklyn but eventually, you came to a decision where somewhere in the country would be better for both of your mental beings, while also still residing in the New York area so that you’d be ready in case there are emergency missions.

Since moving to the countryside, you had felt much more at peace and you had learned more about yourself than before. You were in the middle of the process of moving in when Bucky was needed by Tony to take care of an international matter with Sam, so Tony helped call in some people to help you with your stuff.

The place you had with Bucky was lovely, it wasn’t anything big or swanky, it was simply a rural rustic home that blends woods and stones as the foundation. It had a large loft where you placed your bed, and the roof had upper windows which shed lights into the entire room. It was even more stunning at night where you could see the stars and the moon that illuminated the dark space. From the veranda, you could enjoy the beautiful view of greenery and the lake surrounding you. It was heaven, but most importantly, it was your and Bucky’s little heaven.

You’d often feel lonely living in the cabin, so you decided to adopt a cat while Bucky was away. You didn’t tell him because you wanted it to be a surprise. You named her Alpine. You’d always wanted to have a pet and now that you had your own place, you could have one without worrying it would bother anyone.

You talked to Bucky this morning and he estimated that he’d be coming home in two days, which means he’d be home by his birthday. You couldn’t think of a more perfect gift than this adorable, blue-eyed cat. It was as if she got them from her dad whom she had yet to meet. You also wanted to make his birthday and celebrate his coming home more special so you put down the book and went to the grocery store in town that afternoon to shop for the ingredients to bake a cake.

You had learned a lot of new things after you moved here, and baking was quickly becoming your hobby, so you were excited to utilize that new skill to surprise the love of your life. You spent the next day in the kitchen so once Bucky walked through the front door, the cake would be ready to be served. You were giddy thinking about the look on his face and how proud you would feel to make him happy with something you made of your own.

You were lying on your couch with Alpine by your feet, reading the book that you didn’t get to finish yesterday when you heard your phone notifying you a text had been received.

I’m outside, babydoll.

You instantly got up from your couch and put your book on the table. Your first thought this morning was Bucky would back to your arms this afternoon and you were ecstatic. You had missed him terribly and you wanted to curl up in his embrace and never let him go. He was your anchor and you were his rock, you both needed each other to get through the days. How you managed to survive so long without him was beyond you.

You chose a nice outfit, nothing fancy just a simple sundress that you feel your best in, put on some makeup and did your hair. Though you didn’t have a clue on makeup products, let alone apply them all over your face, you did spend a handful of times watching Youtube for guidance. You knew you didn't have to put all that effort to keep Bucky in love with you but you wanted to do something nice for him. For the first time in forever, you were a free woman who was allowed to make her own choices, you were going to revel in exploring them.

You opened the door and there he was, as handsome as the devil, as gentle as an angel. Everything about him captivated you yet, he soothed every nervous system in your body too. He was grinning at you like he had just won a prize and you couldn’t help but throw yourself at him as soon as the door was fully opened. “Bucky!”

He hugged you back, holding you so tightly to his chest and he kissed you as a lover would until you needed air. “You’re a sight for sore eyes,” he swept the hair that was falling on your face, slightly hiding your beauty.

You smiled at his flattery, “I got a surprise for you…”

“A surprise?” He looked genuinely perplexed. “What’s the occasion?”

“It’s your birthday, silly. And to celebrate you coming home, of course, because I missed you so badly.”

“Sweetheart, you don't need to get me anything, you’re all the blessing I need in my life.”

“And you are mine, but you deserve more. So, close your eyes.” You ordered him like you were an excited 10 years old ready to show off her science project to her parents. He did as he was told and you took his hand and led him to the kitchen where his cake was sitting perfectly. “Don’t open your eyes until I tell you!”

He chuckled, “okay.”

Bucky trusted you wholeheartedly so he didn’t worry he’d walk into a wall or slam his hips to the kitchen counter as he was being led down to where his cake was. “Okay, now open your eyes.” He did so and he saw you standing behind the tiny dining table, near the kitchen chanting Ta-Da! Presenting a chocolate birthday cake, in the shape of a heart in front of you.

You lit up the candles that were in the shape of 106 and you brought the cake closer to him, “happy birthday, my love.”

Bucky was grinning from ear to ear, he couldn’t contain the happiness swelling in his heart. While he was on his bike, driving from the compound to his cabin-like home, all he expected was a warm shower and being tangled between the sheets with you. Since he was turned into The Winter Soldier, he no longer cared about birthdays or his age. Time felt blurry and all that mattered was his purpose in his life which is to make amends to the wrongs he committed during his winter soldier days and the few people that he cared about.

But now you were in his life, you were going to make sure his birthdays are special and that every second you both spent together was precious. “I got another surprise for you…” You walked to the couch to carry Alpine and when Bucky saw her, his eyes lit up.

“You got us a cat?!” You handed her to Bucky gently like a newborn baby and Bucky cradled her to his chest, looking like an affectionate father.

“I did. I felt lonely while you were away so I thought I’d get a pet now that we’ve got our own place and I saw her at the shelter when I went to town and she looked so adorable, I just had to take her home, Buck,” you watched Bucky lovingly stroke the cat’s ear.

“I never had a pet before…”

“I know, and neither had I so I thought, the three of us would make a wonderful family.”

“Thank you, doll. This is… This is the best birthday gift I could ever ask for.”

“You’re welcome, love. By the way, her name’s Alpine.”

Bucky nodded, “suits her.”

“Now, as delicious as that cake looks, I really need to take a shower, would you mind joining me?” Bucky held out his hand for you.

“There’s nothing else I’d rather do,” Bucky took your hand and carried you in bridal style to your bathroom, which had rustic walls like the rest of the house and dark brown sink vanity with a mirror at the centre above.

Bucky put you down and you both began stripping out of your clothes. You helped Bucky with his once yours were on the hanger because you wanted to feel him, really feel him now. Once only his boxer remained, you slid the shower glass door and you pulled him, giggling like teenagers trying to sneak out in the middle of the night as he struggled to take off his boxer with the way you were pulling him.

You turned on the shower, just warm enough to soothe your nerves and help Bucky relax. Bucky cupped your face and you both began making out, the stream of water made it difficult to keep your eyes open but you always got so lost in his kisses that you could never keep your eyes open even if you wanted to. It felt like heaven to feel those lips again after a month of his absence.

Bucky lifted you and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He slammed you to the bathroom glass as he dominated your mouth, his tongue tangled with yours as his vibranium arm leaned against the glass. Bucky trailed kissed to the column of your neck and you threw your head back, giving him easier access. He bit the skin, marking you as his.

The water kept flowing down and you both forgot what you were there for in the first place. “Oh, missed you so fucking much, doll.”

“I missed you too,” you said as you panted.

“Those nude pictures you sent weren’t helping either. Each time I see you naked, it went straight to my cock. It was torture not to have you right away.” Bucky put you down and kissed your body, down to your stomach until he reached the part where you needed him most. Bucky lifted your right leg onto his shoulder and kissed the inside of your thigh as he left a love bite with his teeth there too.

You didn’t mind, you were his as much as he was yours and you loved it when he got a little rough or possessive, though you knew Bucky would never hurt you and if he did, you wouldn’t hesitate in telling him. But you loved to walk around with his marks on you, you wore them proudly.

Bucky dipped his head to your core, tasting your arousal like a famished man. He had been deprived of your taste for a month, he wasn’t going to hold back. He could spend hours in between your legs if you let him and he’d never get tired of it. Bucky licked a stripe of your slit, making you throw your head back again and moan.

He grabbed your arse to keep you standing, with the way he was devouring you, your thighs began to shake, and you would’ve crumbled to the floor if he wasn’t holding you. You tugged his hair, keeping his face close to your cunt. You couldn’t help but grind yourself onto his face and you could feel him smirking.

The way his stubble grazed your delicate skin was tantalizing, you’d tried to close your legs a few times around his head but he always held them back. You could feel your muscles tightening, but before you could burst, Bucky put your leg to the floor and he stood up, kissing you again and you could taste your arousal all over his tongue. It was erotic yet intimate at the same time.

Bucky grabbed your hips and spun you around, you could feel his stiff member nudging you from behind as you both fought for dominance with your tongues. Bucky took a fistful of your hair and lifted your head back, once again trailing open-mouthed kisses to your throat. His fingers made their way down to your clit, rubbing it in circles furiously as if you weren’t soaked enough already from the way his tongue ingurgitated you.

You whimpered at his touch, the way he always knew how to light up every cell in your body with his touch was a wonder. It was as if your body had given itself completely to him and it was going to comply with whatever his touch tells you to do. Like the way you willingly bared your soul to him, you didn’t fight it at all, let the love and passion you had for each other consume you.

“You’re dripping all over my hand, doll.”

“I need you to fuck me now, please.” You were losing your mind with the way he was stimulating you, you needed to have him inside you now.

“Anything for you, baby.”

Bucky used your wetness to lubricate his member, making it easier for him to slide in. You leaned against the glass with your hands against it as he gripped your hip with his flesh hand and your shoulder with his vibranium one. Bucky pushed himself until he was fully sheathed and he groaned, “oh fuck, I ain’t gonna last long. Missed this tight cunt so much.”

Bucky gave you a few seconds to adjust to his size, and once you told him to move, he began with slow paces. You threw your head back and leaned against his shoulder as he kept thrusting in and out of you at a faster speed. Bucky moved his vibranium arm to your hip and wrapped his flesh hand around your jaw, directing it to his face so he could kiss you deeply.

The sounds of your skin slapping were salacious. Bucky felt you clenched around him and the coil in your stomach tightened. His fingers that were gripping your waist once again furiously rubbed your clit, igniting the fire in your muscles. Your cries grew louder as his rhythm began to falter, and the dam in you broke, your squirts streamed down your thighs, clouding your brain with pleasure.

Bucky started to get messy as he chased his own orgasm. He followed you to the place of euphoria, releasing himself deep inside you, panting your walls with hot white gush. Bucky leaned his forehead against the glass as he breathed heavily with his heart thumping against his chest. His weight on your back was comforting so you stayed there for a while until you both began to come down from your highs.

Bucky pulled out of you and his orgasm ran down your thighs, following yours. You turned around to face him and kiss him again. “That was fucking amazing,” Bucky said as he cleaned you up.

“I should be the one doing that, I wasn’t the one who just came home from a one month mission,” you retorted as you watched him going down to scrub your thighs where your juices were sticking on your skin.

“Well, now that I’m here, let me take care of my girl, will ya?”

You only chuckled and eventually, you both helped rinsed each other off. Once the shower was done, Bucky dried you with a towel and carried you to your bed, which he had yet to sleep on since it got here.

Life was a funny thing. Sometimes it dragged you down to hell, making you question if you had ever committed such a heinous crime in your previous life that cost you such misery in your present. But then, slowly but surely, the journey that you had to endure, led you to your fate, for better or for worse.

You couldn’t change where you had been and what you had done, but you could choose how you were going to redeem yourself and how you were going to spend the remaining years of your life now. You didn’t know much about your future as an Avenger. Hell, you were barely an Avenger, to begin with, but eventually, when you were ready, you knew there’d be nothing too big to overcome because you had Bucky by your side to walk through the storm with.

You didn’t have the privilege to believe in mystical things such as lucky stars but you were going to thank whatever was out there for the invisible string that tied you to Bucky.

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[xo-cuteplosion-xo]

i am so sorry if you don’t do requests like these (i couldn’t find the rules for req on your navigation but i might be blind) the following i’m about to request might be triggering so please ignore my req if you need to (tw: mentions of sexual abuse) can you do a dazai x reader comfort where the reader has been sexually abused as a kid and although it’s been a long time the trauma still lingers? regardless of whether you do it or not ILY - random anon who simps for dazai

I actually don’t have rules made (i should probably do that...). Personally I have very little I won’t write.

Whispers of comfort | Dazai comfort x reader |

Warnings: mentions of past sexual abuse

(wasn’t sure if you wanted a scenario or hc so I went with a scenario. I hope you enjoy it.)

Beneath every smile, there’s a tear. Behind every cloud there is light. Even under the dark cloud of the night snuggled up besides Dazai, thoughts haunted the mind. The blankets were neatly tucked around for warmth in the cold atmosphere. Despite how comfortable your body was, the everlasting cold of memories refused to leave you. Of course, you knew you were safe in his arms. Yet, it still haunted your mind. You’d been a child then, you were not them anymore. You were not there, it would never happen again. 

Attempting to fall back asleep, you let your eyes drift shut. Immediately you shivered under the images. Darting your eyes open, you sat up hoping not to wake your loving boyfriend. Running your hands over your skin you shuttered. The unwanted touches still felt like they lingered no matter how many years passed, and how many times you tried to rub yourself clean. Your eyes had started watering in your frustration, it went unnoticed by you.

As arms wrapped tenderly around your waist, your body acted on its own, flinching with a soft fear. Moving from the soft grip to provide safety. “Darling?” dazai’s voice made its way through the frigid air. A slight hurt mixed with sprinkles of confusion wrapping around the name he called you. Turning your head to look at him you went to apologize before he shook his head, reaching his hand out to you. “What’s wrong?” he asked, cupping your cheek. Once more you tugged away not wanting the touches. Even if they were from him, your current state wouldn’t let you feel the difference, the warmth of his hands felt cold against your cheek. 

“It's nothing. I just need a moment.” Once again your hands rubbed your wrists and your arms. He thanked the intelligence that made him feel separated from humanity. Carefully he gave you space, connecting the dots. He lacked skills in comfort, but he knew he had to at least try to help you.

“Do you… want to talk about it? We have ice cream… I could get you some of that. Or maybe you just want to soak in a warm bath by yourself. I could get one started for you.” thinking about it for a moment you looked into his eyes. Gathering words to speak, you sighed.

“It happened when I was a kid. You probably figured that out though. Some ice cream sounds good.” Dazai nodded reaching out to you before pulling back. He flipped the light on, noticing your tears, anger rose over him. It didn’t matter when this happened, it pained him to see you like this. If he knew who had inflicted such a trauma, he might lose all ability to hold himself back. He was protective like that. He hated seeing anybody lay even the smallest sliver of pain on you. 

He came back with the whole tub. Setting it next to you, he watched as your lips curled into a small smile, though it was forced. He took a seat near the headboard, keeping a distance from you as you’d asked. “Can I play with your hair?” He truly wanted to make you feel comfortable and safe. He’d always protect you. No matter what kind of situation it was. Be it something mental or physical, he wanted to make it known he cared.

Nodding your head, you waited for his fingers to lightly run through your hair. He rubbed at your skull in soft massaging motions. His hands never left the specific spot he’d asked to touch. He never brushed his hands against your neck, nor did he lean too close. He had a history of being one of those men. A womanizer, somebody who treated them as if they were objects. You woke him up to that. He’d found somebody to love. It didn’t matter your gender, you’d given him a real good scolding when you learned of his flirtings and habits. He now sees why you freaked out on him. “You’ve really changed for the better,” you whispered the words as you spooned more of the sweet into your mouth.

His head tilted when he noticed you read him like a book for a moment. “I guess…” he mumbled, wanting so badly to lean down and kiss the top of your head. He withheld doing anything you didn’t specifically say you wanted, or he could do. “Can I move my hands to your shoulders?” there was hesitation but you nodded, feeling his hands delicately trail down; leaving the softest touches. They were comfort touches, nothing more than that; His fingers didn’t linger or halt. They reached the edge of your shoulders before going back to the top of your head and trialing back.

They felt nice, these were the kinds of touches you enjoyed. Soft and delicate brushes wrapped with affection and worry. Shifting your weight back, you ended up brushing your back against his legs. You didn’t flinch knowing he wouldn’t do anything. Though it still made your heart panic for a moment. “Could you do that with my arms?” you mumbled the plea softly.

Hesitating, Dazai nodded, taking two of his fingers and brushing them along your arm. He stopped above your wrists and moved his hand back to your head, running them down again. You sat in silence, listening to his calm breaths and basking in the soft feeling of his hands. “Are you alright if I pull you closer? Just a hug, you can say no. It's your body I'd never want to invade you. You're in control here, okay? I’m only ever going to touch you when you want it, and where you want it.” he was reassuring you he’d never try anything. Inhaling you nodded. You made the first move. Slipping onto his lap you gave yourself time to adjust and feel comfortable. Your hands grabbed his, wrapping them tightly around yourself. 

It was such a small thing, but you pressed into the contact. You had no idea how much you needed something like this. To be in control of a situation, to feel safe in another person's embrace. To trust them and feel nothing but a strange comfort. The disgusted feeling was pulled away as you snuggled into him. Leaning your head on his arm, tears fell, but they were the kind of tears that fell under the sun; When there were few clouds but speckles of water still fell. Dazai moved his thumb under your eye, wiping such tears from your cheek. He leaned down and planted the softest kiss there. The kiss was only meant to give comfort, and that is what it did. 

At some point within his gentle hold, and whispers that told you how much he cared, you fell asleep; He whispered soft mumbles of how much he would always adore you, no matter what you looked like, what you went through, or what you did; He soothed you into a peaceful sleep. Laying you down he didn’t let you go from his arms. Keeping you in the comfortable closeness, he closed his eyes, slowly he drifted into dreams.

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[misslovasstuff]

Falling in love

Dazai x reader

Philosophical discussions were something you and Dazai always had usually on your coffee break. You always claimed that if you really want to get to know someone, ask them this question:

“Dazai, what do you think are the most beautiful things in the world?”

“Beauty? In such world?”- Dazai rests his face on the palm of his hands while gazing out the window. It started to rain lightly, and the glass became like a surreal painting. Its sound created such a peaceful atmosphere that went so well with your coffee. 

“Rain, it is beautiful. - Dazai claims with a stoic face while still keeping his gaze to the falling rain. - It puts everything to silence, something that I dislike but still eagerly end up with.”

Dazai was a lonely man. Although being surrounded by many people, the essence of loneliness lays on the inside rather than on the outside. It consumes your being until you’re badly accustomed to it.

“I personally like fire better. - you claim, taking a sip of your coffee. - The energy, the light, everything about it is beautiful.”

“Contrary to the flames of fire, rain is much more precious. Fire is chaotic, noisy, destructive but can be healing and useful. Rain is peaceful, melodic and heavenly, but it can easily drown you in it. So, both are extremely beautiful but at some point they can become disastrous.” - Dazai states with his deep voice. You were always a sucker for the way Dazai viewed things. His perspective may seem pessimistic at first, but it held a bit of hope somewhere in there.

All of a sudden, a question pops in your head:

“Better be drowned or burned?”- The excitement in your eyes let Dazai a bit confused. He didn’t really get you as much as you think he did. Maybe it was your shifting personality or something that he has been missing.

“Drowned of course. And you, I assume, would like to get burned?”

“Absolutely.”-  you claim and the brunnette laughs briefly. 

With a sigh, Dazai claims: “I guess we both want to be destroyed by things we love.”

His words caught you a bit off guard. Something you hadn’t realized before, was his statement, the truth behind it.

As to move on from the silence his words caused, Dazai says:

“Friendship is beautiful. - He continues, but his eyes half closed and his face a bit darkened. - It feels nice to have friends who care about you.”

There was something in Dazai’s eyes that changed quickly. Although serious, his eyes seemed to smile at the thought. I wondered, what was he thinking about?

“What else?” - you question him to get him out of his thoughts.  “I think death is beautiful. - his expression changed to a lighter one, - To be able to just fall and not get up again, to put your soul at peace and to rest, forget all the suffering that once drained your existence.”

You didn’t judge Dazai for his desire to die. However, that didn’t mean you supported the idea of him trying to kill himself.

“What would your last words be?”- you ask him, titling your head, anticipating a unique answer.

“My last words... - he thinks for a while. - ‘I love you’ of course! If I am to die, I’m going to die with a beautiful woman whom I love!”

There it was, his confusing enthusiasm you so much loved. You let out a chuckle and he smiles. 

“Are you in love?”- this question escaped your mouth like a curse. You didn’t mean to ask him such thing. Actually, this was never a topic that you and Dazai usually discussed.

“I haven’t fallen in love.” - He replies with a weak smile that somehow broke your heart. You thought that Dazai was capable of loving, but it was fear that blocked his way.

“Oh but Dazai! - you grab his hand, holding it tight. -  You aren’t in love but love is always in you.”

Dazai widens his eyes when you grab his hand so gently, like the rain hit the leaf that would gladly fall to the ground along with it.

“In you, I find everything that I love. Your selflessness, your humbleness, your mind, your kindness and that inner strength of yours I so much adore. - You do not let go of his hand, rather, you caress it softly with your thumb. - When you fall in love, you’ll realize how generous you can be with life. How much you want to give even if you receive nothing in return. Because, when you fall in love, there’s not much place for thoughts that cause suffering. Your heart is conquered by pure joy that even you can not understand. The day I see you happy, I’ll assume that you might have fallen in love.”

“Is it as beautiful as you claim it to be? Perhaps, romance is overrated.”- Dazai leans closer to you, and his voice seemed rather as a whisper in your ear. What  a blessing for such music to be played so close to your being. Every word that came out of his mouth seemed like musical notes, playing with the strings of your weakened heart.

“Romance is underrated. And perhaps, you should place love as one of the most beautiful things in the world.”- you lean even closer, the tension between you two becoming unbearable.

“You’ve been asking all the questions. Now, my turn to ask.” - Dazai’s eyes stare into yours as if they were trying to find something. So determined, yet so gentle.

“What would you do if I kissed you?” - Dazai asks with a smile that made you vulnerable. His cheeky persona, mesmerizing eyes and the warmth of his hands were harmonizing with you in perfection. You smile, shaking your head from not anticipating such question.

“I’d kiss you back.”

After all, we want to be destroyed by things we love.

And so, a kiss is more than just a physical connection. It stands as a symbol, a blessing or maybe a sign that you are, fortunately, falling in love.

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[blobbyclouds]

Hello There! I hope you are doing well while the quarantine does not end. . . So, I was reading your Link and Sidon HC's with an Oracle S/O and I was wondering if you could write for the other champions with the same. . . Theme, for the lack of a better word. I will completely understand if you do not wish to take my little request. Have a good day! p.s: I love your stories and HC's btw.

Yeah, I’m doing well! Hope you’re alright too <3 I really liked the oracle idea, and writing for the champions is always fun :)

For those of you who are curious or uncertain, an oracle is a person in a church who has a connection to the gods. They are often given prophecies or advice, and are considered very wise and powerful. Generally speaking, they’re peaceful and kind and help people however they can 

Warnings: mentioned violence

-Urbosa-

At first your interactions were purely professional. You’d reach out to the goddesses on Urbosa’s behalf, give advice, and help with important ceremonies, the usual

And while Urbosa can be very formal, she’s usually more laidback, and it was that warm friendliness that made you come out of your shell with her

Urbosa would “call upon your advice” more and more, to the point that neither of you even bothered pretending you were together for any real reason aside from the fact you liked one another’s company 

Your long, white robes aren’t exactly ideal for long treks through the desert, so she tends to keep dates either in the safety of the city or in a well shaded oasis 

Urbosa often teases you a little or is purposefully flirty to make you blush

She often brings you exotic gifts, like rare flowers or expensive jewels

She once got you one of those sand seal stuffed toys <3 

You originally wanted to keep your relationship completely private given the nature of your professional connection, but that was difficult in such a crowded city with so many guards around

But don’t worry, the women of the city are very pleased with who their chief is courting 

There’s something so ethereal and lovely about you, you’re hard to dislike

The children especially like you because your robes are so magic like 

Plus you’re really nice and give them sweets and stories :) so when you walk into the city, it isn’t uncommon for the children to reach you before Urbosa does, so you’re basically mobbed by a bunch of adoring little ones

Urbosa is very protective of you because of the Yiga Clan. She knows better than anyone how much they’d love to have an oracle at their disposal

She just doesn’t want anything to happen to someone so kind and gentle 

So whenever you’re wandering about Hyrule, especially in the desert, she insists that you bring guards with 

Any threats to you, Yiga or not, are dealt with swiftly. You’re an oracle, a peacemaker. The last thing Urbosa wants you to deal with is violence 

-Revali-

He knows how important an oracle is, for both their connection to the goddesses and their own wisdom. Considering that you often lead important ceremonies (such as coronations, knightings, etc) Revali figured it would be smart to be on your good side

But then he caught feelings for you oops

You’re always patient and kind with him, even if he’s being an arrogant show off

He appreciates someone genuinely caring about him more than he lets on, trust me, since making friends isn’t exactly one of his strengths 

Whenever you came to visit the Rito, your billowing white robes and large group of guards allowed him to spot you from miles away, and he always makes sure to patrol the sky when you’re coming to visit 

He’d swoop down beside you and start chatting, saying he had “happened to be in the area” and figured he might as well join your escort 

Obviously, you went from friends to significant others soon enough 

On dates he’ll take you to beautiful places high up in the mountain where the both of you can get away from your duties 

You’re one of the few people he’ll take flying, so it means a lot 

Teases you often because you’re naive and gullible and it’s fun seeing you flustered, but he never goes overboard 

You often fall asleep in his hammock full of pillows and blankets because it’s so comfy and safe. His heart did very funny things when he saw you fast asleep there, somehow looking divine and delicate as you sleep

While he isn’t a worrywart, he will scold you for not putting on enough warm layers when you visit colder areas and will insist you take his scarf

Don’t bother making any excuses because Revali is very stubborn when it comes to your safety 

He’s protective and won’t let anyone treat you badly because you’re literally a saint. You don’t have much backbone, but Revali has more than enough to stand up for you, like he’ll straight up fight someone for you

-Mipha-

The two of you got along very well right away because you both have very kind and gentle demeanors

You both tend to be soft spoken and have a talent for helping and healing others 

Must be fate, right? You’re quite certain the goddesses lined this one for you, your girls got your back ;)

Safe to say being “just friends” didn’t last long

Your long white robes are kind of annoying when they get wet, so she does her best to keep dates in dry places. There are still plenty of options in the Zora Domain and Mipha never fails to find a nice spot 

You always feel super safe and comfortable with her, and she feels the same. You two tell each other everything and are always ready to protect the other 

It’s just such a pure fluffy relationship, you’re both angels <3

She often gives you beautiful things from the water like shells, pearls, and coral 

You stay at the Zora Domain so often that they just permanently keep a Hylian bed and Hylian food on hand 

All the Zora and Hylians would absolutely throw hands if anyone tried to mess with your relationship 

Zelda and Link have “dealt with” suitors coming for you, same as Mipha’s father has “dealt with” suitors coming for her

And the best part is y’all are oblivious to the suitors

And although Mipha seems all cute and innocent, she can absolutely kick some butt if someone tries to hurt you 

Baby Sidon grew attached to you quite quickly and once blurted out, “when’s the wedding?” because he thinks it’d be so cool to have you as a sibling in law! 

You were both blushing for a solid week because of that one 

-Daruk-

He and all the other Gorons were thrilled when you came to visit 

They did everything they could to make sure you, the ever revered oracle, would be safe and comfortable so close to the volcano 

When you arrived, Daruk and all the other Gorons were practically falling over one another to meet you 

You were so unlike them in the most wonderful ways. You were soft and light while they were rough and heavy, and the wise, delicate aura around you just added to the mystery

You and Daruk grew close very quickly because of his friendliness and dorky chivalry 

Sure, the volcano was scary sometimes, but Daruk promised he’d always keep you safe

He made a lot of jokes just to see you laugh, and he’s quite certain it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever heard 

He’s not nearly as poetic with words as you are, and tends to stumble over his words when your wide, innocent eyes are staring up at him so expectantly 

All the other Gorons were lowkey shocked when you actually agreed to go on a date with Daruk

Like yeah they all knew Daruk was a great guy but??? He’s dating an absolute angel now?? How???

He always has a plethora of funny stories when you need something to take your mind off serious matters

He’ll use his shielding ability at the drop of a hat to keep you safe

Like all there’d have to be is a small rustle in the bushs behind you and he’s activating his shield and pushing you behind him 

Goron food is a bit spicy for your tastes, so the chefs always make sure to go extra, extra light on the spices for your sake. They all know you’re too polite to say anything yourself and that much spice doesn’t settle well with little Hylians like yourself 

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