#i was listening to careless whisper while drawing this

[notjustjavierpena]

Meadow (Drabble)

Series Masterpost | Main Masterpost

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Summary: Javier hears you singing to his newborn.

Pairing: Javier Peña x reader (no y/n)

Tags: Domestic, sugary fluff, Javi POV, babies!

Word count: 850

Meadow

Javier tries to be quiet as he returns to you, carrying a stuffed Eeyore in his hand while listening for the sound of Inés' unhappy hiccups. He calculates his steps on the ground to make sure not to step on a twig or a branch, the crackle of it sure to distress his newborn even more.

He finds that the tall grass dotted with wildflowers and the soft earth is forgiving of his feet, so much so that his presence goes completely unnoticed by you. He never knew that this spot existed, having always treated the road as nothing more but a road until you showed him that its surroundings were so much more. There’s a metaphor somewhere in that, something about him just passing through and you making him able to stop and take a look around. 

The sun is warm on his exposed skin, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and you have convinced him to leave the jeans for a pair of comfortable slacks instead. He checks the time to see how long he has been gone and it’s nothing more than a few minutes, realizes that the sun is starting to fade from being at its highest point today. 

As he draws nearer to the spot you chose, Inés’ cries have died down completely until they are not heard at all. Instead, it is the soft sound of your voice that drifts through the air to him. You are singing quietly to his daughter, a lullaby that he remembers having heard before in a distant memory of his own childhood. 

A breeze rustles the leaves of the oak tree you sit beneath, its crown of leaves protecting you both from direct sunlight. As if forced by nature to relax, he hears the birds chirping too. This is peace and contentment, he thinks, and how wonderful it is to do nothing with the people that he loves the most. 

When he finally spots you, he finds you sitting on the blanket you brought with your sweater tucked underneath your slightly bent knees. Inés is resting in your lap, cradled by your soft arms, and sleeping soundly with her tiny fingers curled into fists. You are so beautiful as you stare down into his daughter’s blissful face, your smile even warmer in the soft glow of the sun. 

Occasionally, you run a thumb over the length of her nose but you never stop singing to her. The stuffed animal seems a waste of time now but if he hadn’t gotten it from the car, he would have never caught you like this. 

How has he gotten so lucky, he wonders, to have such an incredible woman to be the witness of his life? He cannot believe how sentimental you have made him, his chest aching as he watches your beauty grow even further as it is enhanced by the nature around you. More than a decade in Colombia and he thought he would never feel anything again. How ridiculous a thought that is. 

When he finally makes himself known again, bursting the bubble of quiet admiration he has been in, you turn your head when he kneels down beside you. You stop singing but Inés sleeps on.

Without a word, you notice Javier and then smile until it widens into a grin on your face that outshines the summer sunshine. He smiles back and places Eeyore on the ground in front of you, purposefully posing him to stand in the grass because you always hate when he is careless about stuffed toys. 

“I hope he doesn’t mind getting left in the car,” he whispers as he makes sure Eeyore won’t tip over, “Sorry it took a bit.”

“It’s okay,” you say quietly, “You have made it up to him; grass is his favorite.” 

“Papá! There are frogs here!” Suddenly, his four-year-old son emerges from somewhere in the tall grass, carrying a stick in his hand that he seems to be using as a sword. He grins widely as he approaches the three of you, nearly stumbling over his own feet as he walks quickly on the uneven ground and Javier holds out his hand in case he has to catch him.

“Careful, Muchacho (young man),” Javier chuckles, “You might scare them away if you trip.” 

“I found the biggest frog ever!” Lucas brags and falls into his father’s embrace, throwing his arms around his neck, “I want to show you!”

Javier looks at you to silently ask if you need him. Lucas presses on, “Come on, Dad!”

Inés fusses a little at being woken up by the noises around her. You take the stuffed animal and wiggle it in the air in front of her. You start singing again. It is something about meadows and daisies, something about being warm and kept from harm. 

“Go,” you stop briefly to urge him, “We’ll be here when you come back.”

And as Javier gets up from the ground and takes his son’s hand, he smiles because he knows that you will.

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[kekeiraa]

laundry and taxes

#me omw to redraw kevjose as every angsty quote/scene known to mankind: #i was listening to careless whisper while drawing this #idv #identity v #fanart #identity v fanart #idv fanart #art #idv jose #jose baden #idv first officer #jose idv #idv kevin #kevin ayuso #kevin alonso #idv cowboy #kevin idv #kevjose #idv ship

[klmp11s]

I have a killer headache so it’s influencing me: could I get Sebek, Flyod, Rook, and Idia caring for their partner with a bad headache 🤕 ❤️‍🩹

I hope your health has improved!! (English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes)

Summary: twst boys caring for their partner with a bad headache Characters: Floyd Leech, Rook Hunt, Idia Shroud, Sebek Zigvolt Warning: male!reader, ooc(?), hcs

Floyd Leech

He is my god, good luck to you, because I think that one of the reasons why you have a headache is HIM 

I think he will be a little upset that he can’t just pick you up and run away now. 

If you and him are in your dorm, then he just holds you in his arms while you lie on the bed with him. Are you really not feeling well?

I'm sure that at some point he will get bored, but okay, once he can tolerate it if his partner has a headache. 

HE WILL DEFINITELY SPEAK IN A HALF-WHISPER. 

Oh definitely one of his hands will stroke your head, and the other will draw circles on your back 

I'm sure HE will fall asleep faster than you in this position

But you know, you're definitely not going to move. Like, he just won't let you do it, you know? 

It will be just wonderful if you can also fall asleep with it, I’m not sure that your pain in your head will go away completely, but during this time you will certainly gain strength. 

I think 6/10, if he is in a good mood - 7.3/10

Rook Hunt

He found out about it before you even decided to tell him lol 

Like, he’s already in your room, but I don’t think you have the desire or strength to deal with it. 

Okay, now you can be a sleeping beauty while he takes care of you. 

Like, you've already taken the medicine before it takes effect, he pats your head or even gives you а little kiss on the forehead  If you can fall asleep, it will obviously begin to gently play with your hair. 

I don't think he will fall asleep with you, but he will definitely spend this time with you. Still, you’re not feeling well, how can he leave his wonderful partner in such a situation?

You will also most likely wake up feeling a VERY intense gaze on you. You know, on the one hand it’s nice when those beautiful green eyes look at you, but I think you could definitely be scared by this. But congratulations, this 100% took your mind off your headache. 

Maybe 9/10 if you could get some more sleep 

Idia Shroud

ORTHOOOOOO

Hmm, that's definitely the first thing that might come to his mind. I think he also gets headaches often, so you're in the same boat. 

It can definitely let you sleep on it, but it will definitely feel like wood in the bed at first . Where to put your hands? Are you sure you're comfortable? 

After a few minutes, he will adjust and gently stroke your head. I also think he would seriously ask Ortho to bring you some pills for your headache. 

He is also ready to turn off absolutely all the lights in the room if this also puts pressure on you 

But I think that after some time, when you know how, he will start playing some kind of game on the phone. 

He definitely won't fall asleep with you. His sleep pattern is literally a mess, even if he wanted to, he wouldn’t be able to sleep, so he just lies with you and listens to your quiet breathing. 

9/10 Because Ortho was involved in this 

Sebek Zigvolt

HE WILL YELL AT YOU BECAUSE YOU FEEL BAD, then in a moment he will understand and shut up. He doesn't want to make it worse for you, but could you take care of yourself?? 😡

He tries to speak in a whisper, but he will definitely scold you for being so careless

He will bring you everything you need with the most dissatisfied face. No, he loves and cares about you, he just doesn’t want you to feel bad, but he doesn’t know how to show it 

Even if he complains that he has a lot to do, he will let you fall asleep on him and will not move so that you are comfortable. 

He's willing to put up with absolutely anything if it means his partner will get better, but he definitely won't admit it. 

HE WILL KISS YOU ON THE HEAD but(!) Only if he is sure that you are sleeping, understand? 

I think after that Lilia could tease him, because Sebek behaves so sweetly with his partner 🤫☺️

8.9/10 if he hadn't yelled at you in the beginning and made your headache worse.

The characters do not belong to me, they belong to their rightful owners, please do not edit, translate, repost my works on other platforms, also without my permission and @

#twst x reader #twst x male reader #twisted wonderland x male reader #floyd leech x male reader #floyd leech x reader #rook hunt x male reader #rook hunt x reader #idia shroud x reader #idia shroud x male reader #sebek zigvolt x male reader #sebek zigvolt x reader

[hwajin]

#! — [ busker ] lee felix

— gn!reader // sfw — very random little drabble hope you like <3

“Wait, let’s give him just a couple bucks.”

Felix and you had been enjoying each other’s company on a small bench downtown, warm coffee in hands a contrast to the windy colds outside, a chocolate chips muffin shared and long eaten. It felt like ages had passed since you last met up to simply meet up, with no plans in mind and no time limitation due to jobs and work; just the two of you, together for as long as you wanted. You missed the feeling every time anew.

Midway through the day a busker settled right across from you, standing by a building with an old accordion in hand; and the songs he played made you and Felix smile. It’s been old songs, mostly, movie classics and such, and though you had decided earlier that it was time to slowly leave you stayed a bit longer, listening to the old man and his instrument, smiling to each other and falling into shock with every known song he played.

Five or six pieces later you got up, ready to go home; it was cold, it was getting dark – and Felix got out the bit of cash he brought, running over to the man, throwing the bit of money and earning a grateful smile. You followed shortly after, cornering the busker and making your way down a small, narrow alley. Dim lights accompanied the setting sun, the paved street glistening yellowish in wetness from the rain that had fallen earlier. The sound of the accordion still in your proximity, still playing behind you.

Peaceful, if you needed a word to describe this day.

“Babe, wait.”

Felix caught up behind you, taking you by your wrist, looking around him as though to check for other people, to check if you two were by yourselves. You were confused, curious of his antics.

“Dance with me.”

Only a whisper from him, hushed while his hands already wrapped around where your waist sat, though the thickness of your jacket didn’t allow you to feel his skin on yours. His other hand in yours, intertwining fingers in a way utterly sweet, his rings cold against you, making you shiver up. You chuckled at his soft silliness, yet not even thinking of declining his offer.

The busker set the rhythm of a slow waltz, though neither you nor Felix could care enough to dance correctly. You were swirling, rocking back and forth, laughing when your feet got tangled up in each other, when you tripped over his, when he stepped on yours. It was clumsy, everything but good – but you wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

More serious suddenly, a pull at your hips and you were close to Felix’s body, the warmth of his body just enough to reach you and save you from the nightly cold. Your eyes locked, your gazes connected in a deep emotion, feelings that had been building up throughout the day. You weren’t ones to spill hearts often, though today called for it. Having felt careless and simply happy together.

“I love you.”

A peck on the lips, short and prone to draw red on your skins.

“I love you, too.”

Another peck, a pull at bodies to stand yet closer.

Lovely, if you needed a work to describe Felix tonight.

@leihey @happycandynoelle @hyvndee @cotccotc @asters-abditory @etherealeeknow @linoskitty @unexceptional-h @rseanne @diue @es-kay-zee @urcracksisx @jeyelleohe @yunkiwii @etheralsung @nyrasneedy @seochhj @spidercomics @chans-starlight @angelwonie @lix-ables @yvniek4ng @ppiri-bahng @sstarryreads @svintsandghosts @bokjaz @llunapastell @sensitiveandhungry

#lee felix fluff #lee felix imagines #lee felix scenarios #lee felix x reader #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader #stray kids imagines #skz scenarios #skz imagines #skz fluff #skz x reader

[trafficyuri-polycule]

au where Cleo is a demon, Pearl is a fallen angel, Gem is an angel who is interested in demons, and Lizzie is an archangel.

Lizzie and Cleo have a very close relationship, which include Cleo setting things on fire and Lizzie cleaning up their mess. They truly hated each other at first, but didn't notice how it slowly turned into something more of an old couple bickering with hints of flirting.

Pearl had a disagreement with archangel Scott. It turned into a full-on fight, which got her exiled. Pearl had a hard time getting used to her new life, isolating herself. Thankfully, Cleo continuously visited her, until Pearl opened up and they grew closer.

Gem has been friends with Pearl since forever and hearing the various rumors and whispers of what happened made her feel betrayed. She was the one who was always curious about demons, while Pearl simply listened to her ramblings. But after sneaking out to see Pearl (who was angry at Gem for risking being found out and also punished), they talked it out and reached an agreement to meet there again (and again).

Lizzie soon found out about Gem's visits to Pearl. But before she could do anything, Cleo made it clear that they won't let her. As Gem was too careless, Lizzie took it upon herself to guard that area from other's eyes, demon or angel. So it became a place of all four of them meeting and bonding together, their care and love for one another growing.

Waitttt I love this AU I want to draw it now I also need it to be a fanfic writers pls come here and right something about this!!!!

#trafficyuri #trafficshipping #gempearl #gemcleo #gemlizzie #pearlizzie #pearleo #moonrot #shadowrot #ask box

[c00kietin]

Me? Ranting? A very rare occasion.

(I'm not looking for attention or anything I just want to write out my frustrations- and some nice things that happened today :D)

LONG POST OF ME COMPLAINING BELOW:

Idk why my Spotify decided to let me listen to Careless Whisper while writing (really lmao) but yk-

I had a geography test first class- wasn't major but it wasn't the best way to start the day. Then, we were scurried off to this "wellbeing talk" which the vast majority of us thought would be about our mental health, e.g. stress and anxiety and stuff.

WRONG.

IT WAS PUBERTY.

Luckily not reproduction (I think everyone would have died then), but the topic of puberty makes me severely uncomfortable and extremely insecure about myself. The period talk and stuff was fine, but talking about body hair, hygiene, makes me really question if people find me disgusting. I already hate the way I look and it doesn't help when a woman names everything I hate about my looks.

So, for over an hour, I had my ears covered and back hunched while crying my eyes out, and it's not like my friends could have helped because we would get in trouble if we talked. All the teachers were seated at the back too so they couldn't even see me. The speaker herself was so annoying too, she had a microphone earpiece as well and said usual stuff they blame teenagers- "on screens too much", "thinks vaping is cool", and she said constantly said "okay?" in an irritating tone which got on my nerves.

Once it was finally over, we went back to our base classroom, and was now small lunch/small break (or whatever you call it, yk). I finally collapsed and one of my friends, bless her soul, got me my SNA (Special Needs Assistant) who got me to an empty class which she allowed me to stay in for a bit. Thank god, I eventually felt better and worked on my comic storyboard and eventually got back to classes- which were a drag, but weren't terrible.

At the end of the day I had German (the choice language I'm learning) and even though me and my friends couldn't present our German project in time we were able to hand out the lebkuchen me and my friend (Yercat, if you remember em :]) made which were tasty.

Oh yeah, almost forgot- after seeing some of my moots use the website (can't remember who in particular akdsfdhsfjdk) "Incorrect quote generator" I had loads of fun with that too today :>

I might draw some of the incorrect quotes I got- I also might post the comic storyboard so far if you guys want to see it! :D

#rant #vent #<- kinda #cw vent #tw vent #cw periods #talking #sorry for waffling </3 #if you read it all #I give you a big ol hug <33 #edit: jeekus I did NOT grammar check this ;-;

[lesbiandirectioner]

A quote from "My Policeman" by Bethan Roberts "Have you heard of Thomas Burgess?" I ask. "The policeman from Brighton?" "Nah. Why would I?" "His is a very interesting story." "I know enough about the filth already. What about a bit more on Shakespeare? The tragedies. I love tragedies." "Oh, this is a tragedy. One of the best." He looks dubious but says, "Go on, then. Surprise me." I draw a deep breath. "Thomas --Tom to his friends-- was a policeman with a problem." "You don't say." "He wasn't a bad policeman. He turned up on time, did his job to the best of his abilities, tried to be fair." "Don't sound like any copper I know." "That's because he wasn't like any other copper. He was interested in the arts, in books and music. He wasn't an intellectual --his education meant he couldn't be like that-- but he was intelligent." "Like me." I ignore this. "And he was very handsome. He looked like on of the Greek statues in the British Museum. He loved to swim in the sea. His body was strong and lithe. His hair was golden and curled." "Sounds like a qu**r." A few other men have gathered around to listen. "That's what he was," I saw, keeping my voice even. "That was Tom's problem." Bert shakes his head. "F*cking filth. I don't think I want to hear no more, Hazelwood." "It was his problem, but it was also his joy." I continue. "Because he met a man, an older man, whom he liked very much. This older man took Tom to the theater, to art galleries and the opera, and opened up an entirely new world to him." The muscles in Bert's face have stopped moving. His eyes flicker. "Tom liked to listen to this man talk, just as you like to listen to me. He took a wife, but that meant nothing. He continued to see the older man as much as he could." "Because Tom and the older man loved each other very much." Bert comes up close to me. "Why don't we change the f*cking subject, mate." But I don't stop talking, I can't stop. "They loved each other. But the man was sent to prison on a trumped-up charge because he'd been careless. Tom's pride and his fear stopped him from ever seeing the man again. Despite this, the man went on loving him. He will always love him." All the time I talk, more men gather round, summoned by Bert's silent rage. And I know they'll have made sure the screw is looking the other way while Bert punches me quietly in the stomach until I fall to the floor. I'm talking all the time, even as the punches take the air from my body. He'll always love him, I say. Over and over. Then Bert's kicking me in the chest and someone else is kicking me in the back and I cover my face with my fists but it does no good because the blows keep coming. And still I'm getting the words out. He'll always love him. And I remember the time Tom came to the aparment and was so angry with me for lying to him about the portait and I imagine it's him kicking me again and again and again and I keep whispering his name until I no longer feel anything at all. And people wonder why this book made me cry.

#my policeman #lgbtq #harry styles

[mpxnoel]

【Ｓｕｓｕｒｒｏｓ　ｄｅ　ａｍｏｒ】 ; self para

Lucifer's love granted it @mpxinvidia

“Me dicen loco…”

Noel sings under his breath, his voice melting with the scent of morning coffee; dark and inexplicably sweet.

“Por que me ama la mejor de las estrellas…”

it was a moment only for him and the curious paintings on the walls that watched as he stirred the cup in front of him; their strokes listening to the secrets dancing in the air, careful not to disturb them before breaking into a dance of their own to the heartsong that lit up the quiet apartment during the (not) so early hours of the day.

“¿Por qué se niegan a aceptar que la mas bella haya bajado de tan alto para mi?”  He smiles and the paintings smile with him; they all knew the truth behind his words for they carried a piece of the love that ran through his veins and in his heart, wearing it proudly in every stroke Noel laid on the canvas when he created them - the same love with which his hands carved and cut the small pieces of fruit that were slowly filling up the bowl next to him. 

Noel knew the song from beginning to end, knew it so well he could hear the guitars and violins hidden somewhere in the cupboards for him to join in the discreet stage that was his kitchen with the talent he kept from the world. It was no secret but it wasn’t a truth he wanted known - it was for him and the ones sneaky enough to listen in when he was careless, and he was carelessly in love… truly, madly, deeply in love.

“Loco, porque les digo que me quieres con el alma…” He breathes out, fingers holding the tray securely in his grasp before he makes his way to the bedroom where the reason his heart beats lies peacefully asleep, curled up in the sheets and Noel feels the fluttering in his chest warm every inch of his body until it reaches his soul. There on his bed lies the man he loves, disheveled curls adorning his pillows while slightly parted lips drew him in and he stops for a moment to burn the sweetness of the moment in his memory.

Their food is set on the bedside table before he sneaks beside his lover once again, moving so close he can feel the tender warmth of the naked body beside him. It’s not the vibrant red sheets of the room in Babylon but an emerald green that framed his lover and it takes his breath away; the song is long silent in his voice, safely tucked away in the pocket of his heart that belonged to only to his love. 

His inked fingers reached for his lover’s bare ones, brought them up to meet his lips halfway where Noel kissed each one, innocent pecks where the ghostly remains of the previous night’s passions were laid to rest. “Corazón…” Noel calls softly, holding Invidia’s hand to his cheek in waiting to see if the sleeping beauty stirred even if it was just a little. “Mi vida…” He continues, a tender smile lining his lips as he carefully scoops the younger man closer to his chest, his arms now safely around the sleeping frame. “Amor mío…” He whispers, brushing away a few strands of hair away from the beautiful face that took over his every thought; it was a feeling so much like love yet that word wasn’t enough to carry the way Noel’s eyes bloomed with stars whenever they traced the shape of Invidia’s nose, or how they melted with the furrowing of his brow at his calling. “Cariño, I brought you breakfast.” He chuckles, the joy of knowing the gods were in his favor when they granted him this clear in his voice. 

‘They call me a madman A  madman because I tell them the brightest star in the sky loves me Why do they refuse to accept that the most beautiful one descended from the heavens just for me? (They call me) A madman, because I tell them you love me with all of you’

He looked like everything Noel ever wished for, longed for -

“Sweetheart…” There was no hiding his smile, not when he leans down to draw his love along Invidia’s cheek with his nose. “Or should I eat it all by myself?”

#[ self; ink in water ] #hue ; noel #ink ; heart thief #mpxinvidia #[ boy in loooooove ] #[ he loves invidia so much ;-; ] #[ feedback is welcomed!!! ]

[lionydoorin]

casually listening to careless whisper in my room while i draw silly lesbians. life is great

#IM NEVER GONNA DANCE AGA- #ma ur rambling

[sayurifellfrost]

Karma

A loud bang against the door tore Sayuri from her slumber, panic swiftly setting in and making her scramble herself over to the furthest corner while ice sprung forth underneath her, sending violent aches throughout her body. She clung herself to the corner, with wide eyes sent towards the door as the lock rattled. One hand subconsciously shot to her ribs, cupping over the slit now present in her bloodied shirt - serving as a reminder that Silver Cliff’s attack had not been an awful dream.

The door opened wide, the sudden illumination of the room making Sayuri turn her head away and pinch her eyes shut with a weak snarl.

“.. Oh please.”

She squinted in the door’s direction, letting her eyes get used to the light as she gave the Duskwight in the doorway a weak frown. It was the Elezen that had been among the group to recapture her..

The one that had slammed his lance into the back of her head when she tried to surrender.

Avront quietly regarded the ice, settling his gaze atop of Sayuri with a frown of his own.

“Get up.” He commanded. “Grym wants to see you.”

“--..Don’t.. want.. to see.. him..” Sayuri whispered.

The Elezen rolled his eyes and stepped into the cell further, approaching Sayuri as a faint hiss left her. Yet as his hand reached to grasp onto her wrist to drag her to unsteady feet, she did nothing to fight back. She’d save the little energy she had.

Avront kept a hand on her shoulder as he pushed her out the door, making her stagger past the threshold and squint at her surroundings. She noted the door to the cell that had been Eir’s, a pang of pain shooting through her heart upon seeing the door fixed and wide open - with no Viera in sight. Her gaze wandered between every door leading into a solitary cell - each and every one of them wide open with no occupants, not even the one she knew occasionally had someone in it. Sayuri’s head dropped down in defeat, a cascade of once white hair now matted, stained by both blood and dirt falling before her face, hiding away the tears that welled up in her eyes.

A push saw her moving forwards, dejectedly wandering towards the stairs with Avront leading her up them.

Most of the hall above was quiet, save from a male Wildwood stood chatting with a female Xaela. Sayuri had little intention of paying attention to them, yet the words that graced her ears swiftly locked it upon the Wildwood.

“--Tracked him down to a dance or some shit and grabbed him after. Defenseless my ass, though! I got a new scar if you want to see it later…” Hichort’s words were spoken with such carelessness, clear that he’d not known for the sensitive company within earshot. “No, no, he wasn’t that bad! And yeah, Q’kura lead it, but i was the one who found out!”

The Xaela kept a soft smile of obvious affection upon her lips as she listened to Hichort, a faint giggle of a laughter ringing forth.

Meanwhile, Sayuri’s already thin pupils thinned further as anger set in, with Avront shuddering as their vicinity grew colder - his gaze shifting to the Seeker only to feel ice emerge beneath his fingers. He only managed to draw a breath before she tore herself out of his grip and darted for the Wildwood, eyes widening.

“-- HICHORT!”

The sudden call of his name made the Wildwood begin to turn, hearing the sound of bare feet smacking against the stone floor as Sayuri ran for him. Ice laced her fingertips and expanded like claws, one hand moving to swipe at the back of Hichort’s knee to force it into a bend and send him to one knee with a gasp of pain.

“--H-Hichort!” The Xaela called out, staggering a few steps back.

Sayuri shoved a hand against the back of the Wildwood’s head and slammed it downwards, forcing him to tumble to the very point she almost fell on top of him and rammed his head into the floor. Dazed, Hichort reached behind him to grasp onto the side of Sayuri’s shirt, tearing in it in a feeble attempt to rip her off of him. Sayuri’s icy claws dug into his back and pried a scream from his lips, making Avront finally spring into action after the initial shock of having the Seeker rip herself from him.

The Duskwight’s arms shot around the Seeker and began to pull her back, the claws still stuck in Hichort’s body ripping along the entire length of his back and making him cry out in agony. Ice lined Sayuri’s back as Avront pressed against her, growing jagged underneath him and beginning to puncture various areas upon his body - forcing him to throw her aside and let go.

The Xaela began to rush towards Hichort, only for a surge of aether to dart through the hallway and a spike of ice to emerge from the patch it left in its wake, stabbing wildly in front of her and forcing her to step back several paces to not be impaled.

Sayuri forced herself back up on her feet, feeling a violent ache in her body as her aether continued to stir with her rage. Hichort had begun to push himself up, turning himself enough to stare Sayuri’s way - managing to meet her mismatched gaze that spelled out nothing but the sheer intent to murder just as she reached him, icy claws swiping out towards his face to rip across it and force him to fall down anew. 

He screamed, one of the claws puncturing one of his eyes while the other received a cut directly over it - blinding him temporarily as the blood poured forth. He kicked out blindly to meet the Seeker’s shin, hearing a thud as the only confirmation of his intention succeeding - felling her to the ground.

A move he had figured had been a good idea.. Had it not been for Sayuri promptly crawling herself up onto him. She plunged her icy claws into his chest and began to rip, making him scream in unison of her ice violently beginning to overtake the section of the hallway they were in - the pain she felt from it seemingly only spurring her own further. Hichort blindly shot a hand up for Sayuri’s throat, locking a hand around it while his free one sought out one of hers, trying to prevent her from ripping his chest up by pinning her hand to it - but only inviting her to dig her claws deeper.

“Samga, do something!” Avront yelled out at the Xaela.

Samga tore her astroglobe from her back, only for a spike of ice to shoot out of the frost coated ground and stab directly into its center, making her gasp from surprise at how closely it had almost pierced her very hand.

A choked noise left Sayuri as her throat pressed more tightly into Hichort’s hands, the very first sound she had made since her assault began. Her free hand continued to rip and tear at the Wildwood’s chest, before her struggle to breathe became too much and it darted upwards, ripping its icy claws into his throat before tearing it outwards. Hichort’s hands left Sayuri and flailed, reaching to cover his throat as the Seeker tore herself off of him, several spikes of ice darting from the floor and to the ceiling to wall her and Hichort off from Samga and Avront.

“HICHORT!” Samga shrieked his name, running up to the bars and beginning to shove herself between them with one shoulder, extending a hand out towards him.

A blue glow took to her fingers and aether surged towards Hichort while Avront’s hand raised to his linkpearl - something he should’ve done much earlier.

“X’llaya broke free! She’s attacking Hichort!”

Having been set on the duty to escort Sayuri to and from Grymahtyn’s office, Avront had left his spear behind - leaving him unarmed and unable to do a single thing to break through the ice, other than to throw himself at it.

Sayuri quietly eyed the surge of aether, her own stirring for a moment as a new spike emerged.. And promptly impaled Samga’s hand - disrupting her attempted healing and prying a scream of agony from her.

Then she watched.

Hichort desperately trying to halt his own bleeding, while his stare spelled out the knowledge that he’d lose this fight for his life.

Samga hopelessly trying to get her aether flowing in an attempt to save his life, grief in her gaze.

Avront feebly slamming himself against the bars of ice, trying to break through - a look of horror locked upon him.

Sayuri slowly pushed herself up on her feet, watching as Hichort breathed his last.. And then she heard it.

The unmistakable sound of metal against stone.

Her mismatched gaze lift to meet that of Vairg, a smirk locked on the Viera’s lips and her fury flowing anew.

A sharp movement of Sayuri’s arms saw the ice bars shatter - making both Samga and Avront tumble to the floor. The Seeker stretched her arms out, inviting Vairg’s approach.. And he promptly responded.

Vairg ran towards Sayuri with his blade drawn, the ice in her immediate vicinity growing jagged and more spikes emerging - spikes she had no doubt every intention to send the Viera’s way. Whatever she had planned, however, did not come to fruition - as a massive fist promptly collided with the back of her skull and sent her to the floor, Vairg coming to an abrupt halt as he stared at Ketenblaet, who had made his way up behind Sayuri, unbeknownst to her.

“Spoilsport.” Vairg huffed, sharply inclining his head.

The grin at his lips had quickly curdled into a frown, gaze narrowed as he reluctantly returned his blade back to his hip, before skulking off into a nearby room.

Ketenblaet only briefly met his gaze with a small frown of his own before leaning down to pick up the Seeker. He looked to Samga, as the Xaela crawled her way forwards to embrace Hichort, tears streaming down her face as she clung to the Wildwood - aether flowing from her and into his lifeless body in a pointless attempt to save the life that had already been lost.

“... Tell Grym wha’ happened.”

It was the only thing that left Ketenblaet, his gaze briefly shifting to Avront as he spoke before he turned away and wandered towards the stairs - taking the unconscious Seeker with him as he did.

#Sayuri Aoki #[What We Want Most] #IC #FFXIV #Writing #TW: Death

[terrovaniadorm]

🎐 make archie and adelais slowdance but with the typical ada being sneaky energies if u get what i mean hehe

[Mosquito hands] i got this don't you worry

Ask game here

🎐  :    our  muses  slow  dance  together .

As the music played, in courtesy of Juliet, the two started to dance. Slowly, Archibald was smiling as always and Adelais looked... Well like himself.

He looked pretty confident.

"You're not planning something now are you?"

"Maybe i am planning something, dance around and find out."

As Juliet finished playing, they finished dancing as well. Adelais smiled and left...

Then Archibald realized key to his illegal peanut supply was missing

#HBHSNSNSNSM #I was listening to careless whisper while drawing and writing this #Tenko you give me so much power and im thriving #Thanks for the ask 😳 #my art #twst oc #other characters #Juliet Dupont #Answered

[fatedroses]

After they reunited Alex and Caleb quickly found that the rift between them caused by their rough breakup a couple years back has started to cause some tension during the group’s vacation at Alex’s parent’s house. Realizing that they’re both searching for closure Alex offers for the them to take a day and spend some time together to decide if they’re even going to be able to work together without having this get between them.

A couple hours in and Caleb asks for one last dance for old times sake, and the two finally cave when they realize that despite the circumstances behind their break up they still loved each other, and from there they were able to start to mend their relationship as Alex found that Caleb didn’t mean what he said when he left, and Caleb slowly but surely finds that even if he can’t forgive himself for what he did that he wanted to work hard to improve himself for both his and his own sake.

#seraphim #ocs #digital art #sketch #bradshaw #alexander braddock #caleb shaw #meanwhile as aya cries because theyre crying because this was after her and caleb made up #i was... listening to careless whisper while drawing this #and it fit suprisingly well

[bitten-by-art]

Louis and Armand~

#if yall havent sat alone in your room and listened to careless whisper by wham! while drawing gay vampires then what are you even doing? #this is the only way i know how to live my life :/ #the vampire chronicles #tvc #vc #vc fanart #louis de pointe du lac #the vampire armand #iwtv #interview with the vampire

[tarotwitchy]

{pick-a-card readings}

🔞 This is an 18+ reading. If you're a minor, please scroll along. You're not allowed to read, reblog, react, and interact with this post. If I catch minors in this post, I will block you. 🔞

I'm back once again for a Future Spouse pick-a-card reading! This time, we're delving into your sexual dynamics with them, and what could their sexual style might me.

Please note: the terms I will be using with this are as gender neutral as possible. When I mention "masculine" or the "feminine," it's not the sexual identity nor the gender orientation of your Future Spouse. It's simply the type of energy they emanate during sexual activities with you. Give the songs I included a listen while you're reading to get you in the mood for this reading!

Hope you guys like this as much as I do, and that it serves whatever purpose you designate it to. Please remember that this is a general reading, and it may or may not resonate with you. For personalized readings, please head over to my paid readings page. Blessed be!

❌ Please do not plagiarize my work, or post it elsewhere without my permission and credits. Thank you! ❌

Pile 1

Tezcatlipōca • Whale • Fish • Heart

Regardless of their gender identity and sexual orientation, they embody the masculine energy that dominates and takes charge of their sexuality. And in turn, their energies leak out of their physical body; and everything they touch or set their sights on become theirs. However, they aren't the careless, brash, egotistical type of dominant partner. Getting Tezcatlipōca in this reading means that they would like to explore your deepest sexual desires with them, and showing you what you actually like without you having to explain. They are highly intuitive during sexual acts; they know if you've reached your limit, if you're uncomfortable with the position you're in, or if you want to try something with them.

If you consider yourself a sexually dominant partner as well, your Future Spouse is someone who sees that as a personal dare, and will not want to back out of that challenge. In fact, it further turns them on to know that you're willing to question their dominance over sexual activities. In their eyes, they're going to have a lot of good fun seeing you slowly but surely submit to their overwhelmingly commanding presence in the bedroom. They're the type of partner who likes to tease you until you feel like your body can't take any more teasing that you'll eventually say yes to their ministrations just to quench that thirst they did upon you to begin with.

During the act, they might prefer positions where they can easily make you conscious that they have control over the situation. Regardless if you're on top, or below them, they're the ones who have the reigns. Let's say you're on top. You may think you have control over the pace and the intensity of it all. But in reality, they're holding onto your hips, thrusting in and out of you, taking advantage of your erogenous zones (such as your neck, breasts/nipples), and are the ones actually guiding and controlling everything. You're there to enjoy the ride, and enjoy yourself with them in this very intimate moment.

Then again, they'd take control and take good care of you if you are a submissive sexual partner. This is where they thrive. I heard that they're not the type of partner to be saying degrading things during sex just to make them look and sound dominant. Quite the opposite, they're the type to whisper, "I'll take good care of you, love. You have nothing to worry about. Let me do the work, and make you feel good with me." Your Future Spouse will draw out reactions from you that they worked for. They'll be showcasing their sexual mastery by smoothly transitioning from one position to another without stopping what they're doing or making you feel uncomfortable. They're not afraid to embrace you, or cage you in their arms to make you feel safe — and to make you feel that they're enjoying the act with you instead of just making it seem like they're there to use you. They're very familiar with post-coital melancholy, and they'd never want you to experience that with them. Not on their watch, love. They would want a healthy, openly communicative, consensual, and equally reciprocating sex life with you. They're not going to accept anything less.

Sex positions and activities for this pile: Oral Sex (receiving and giving; if you're comfortable with this, commucate with your partner), The Stacked Snakes, The Butterfly, Mating Press, Rocking Horse, and Reverse Cow-Girl.

Pile 2

Harvest • Lamb • Earthworm • House

For some reason, this pile didn't give much sexual energies to begin with. I honestly had a hard time reading the cards that I ended up relying on my intuition on this one. And for that, I feel like it's how your sexual dynamics would be with your Future Spouse; one that's relying on intuition as well. One thing that I'm certain about is that whatever sexual exploration that's going to happen towards one another will happen within the margins of marriage. Yes, you may have already participated in sexual activities before getting married. But the overall "getting to know you and your sexual desires" phase will happen once the two of you are bound by matrimony.

Your Future Spouse is someone traditional. Perhaps, they weren't exposed to a lot of sexual instances, or they could have limited sexual experiences. They may have been brought up in a household that doesn't talk about sexuality openly — and they might even belong in a family that views such sexual desires as sinful or excessively lustful. Therefore, all things sex is something they didn't put too much importance to. However, this isn't to say that they've never entertained those lustful thoughts. In fact, they may be the type of partner that harbors a lot of sexual frustrations due to the restraints of their upbringings. They may have secretly masturbated during their adolescent years, but felt so guilty about it afterwards.

Now, this is where you come into the picture. If you would consider yourself sexually liberated — meaning, you're comfortable with exploring your sexuality — I could see you being their guide to releasing any hesitations or guilt that accompanies their own exploration. Regardless of your sexual orientation and gender identity, your Future Spouse will look up to you when it comes to traversing the sexual realm. Even if you've already had sex before, they'll refer to your guidance and queues for when to "spice things up." It would take them quite some time to initiate anything on their own accord. So, you'll most likely do the initial work of turning them on, or inviting them to have sex with you. (Also, I heard they get flustered easily when you say the word "sex" alone. Your Future Spouse is telling me to be gentle and patient with them.)

During sexual activities, they're the type of partner who doesn't make a lot of noise. They're more of a soft moaner/grunter, and would sigh quietly than moan out loud. It's not that they can't; they just feel like it's too... lewd to do so. You really have to draw these reactions out from them by activating erogenous zones — such as whispering naughty things right on their ear, moaning and sighing onto their necks, lightly scraping your nails from their ass to the top of their necks, rubbing your nipples to theirs, and paying attention to their genitals. If they have a vagina, don't forget to play with their clit. If they have a penis, tightening your vaginal/anal muscles while receiving them can heighten their experience. Foreplay is a must for your Future Spouse to enjoy the rest of the activities. Oral sex is something you need to ease them into, though. Earning their trust is the key to making them feel comfortable exploring sex with you. If you're not as experienced with sex just like them, this is the perfect opportunity to openly and privately talk about what you both prefer doing. Look into sex meditation with your Future Spouse, and perhaps taking advantage of tantric methods in order to release inhibitions that hinder the two of you from feeling pleasure to the fullest.

Sex positions and activities for this pile: The Lotus, Classic Missionary, Mutual Masturbation, Non-penetrative sex (as a precursor to sexual penetration, or could be a standalone activity as well), Mutual oral sex, and the Sideways-spooning Position.

Pile 3

Unconscious • Beaver • Unicorn • Snake

This pile is similar to Pile 1; so if you're drawn to that pile, it's probably because they have a somewhat similar energy. But this pile is almost the complete opposite of Pile 2. This one is on another level. It's like... if all the other piles are in a snowglobe together, this pile is outside of it. If all the other piles are on earth, this pile you chose is floating outside the earth's atmosphere like a spectator amongst all the other sexual dynamics. It's difficult to explain but I'll attempt to describe what I'm talking about to the best of my abilities. Also, listen to Acid Rain by Lorn to give you an idea of the "auditory" feeling of what I'm describing to you.

To begin with, your Future Spouse doesn't treat sex like a means to an end. They view the act as a means for both the spiritual self and the physical self to merge. They are very particular about this; although I don't know how you'll react to this sexual philosophy of theirs. Your Future Spouse probably knows a lot about the Kama Sutra (may even own a translated copy of it), and views sex as a necessity to enjoy a healthy, fulfilling life with you. They won't force you to engage in sexual acts with you if you don't want. What I'm saying is that they want an encompassing, holistic approach to your sex life as a married couple. Your Future Spouse is very versatile and adaptable to your needs, and is not afraid to talk about sex anytime, anywhere. One thing they want me to tell you is that talking about sex is different from talking to someone in a sexual manner. Their views on sex and sexuality are absolutely not taboo; they don't view it as something to be ashamed of, or that it's a sin to be participating in.

This pile is like the physical manifestation of the 12th house in astrological sense. The spirit is activated during sex between you and them. It's not treated as mere humping bodies, devoid of spiritual connection. You will really feel what they're trying to tell you during the act. They're not afraid to engage in outdoor sex to make you feel connected to the energies around you while receiving bodily pleasures. Performing oral sex onto you in a very sensual manner in the middle of the forest while camping out is something they would want to do with you if you let them. They're probably an avid believer and practicing tantric sex in every opportunity they get. This may sound overwhelming to some of you who chose this pile, but I feel compelled to tell you that your Future Spouse is encouraging you to give it a try. You have nothing to lose yet everything to gain, they said.

Before the act, they will want to know your limitations immediately. You have to tell them your do's and don't's, your "willing to try's" and your "hard-passes." They are very respectful of your boundaries, and they will expect the same from you. Again, they treat sex as a spiritual activity as well; this is something they're not willing nor allowing anyone to disrespect. During the act, they're very much into deep penetration. They want to feel you inside and out, and they'd want you to feel the same. They want to taste you, hear you, feel you, see you, and smell you. Both of your physical senses are activated during sexual intercourse, and this will pave the way to spiritual connection and activation. Deep, open-mouthed kisses while penetrating you from behind very intimately and thoroughly as their hands roam freely all over your sensitive body is their game. They may also make use of sex toys and vibrators to heighten your experience.

Sex positions and activities for this pile: Absolutely anything and everything. As long as it's within both of your boundaries and limitations, and both of you are comfortable doing it, anything is game. They may prefer a couple positions; such as The Lotus, The Crisscross, and The Caboose.

Pile 4

Order • Octopus • Phoenix • Rider

TW: Healing from sexual abuses from previous relationships. Please proceed with caution.

All descriptions for this pile can apply to any one between the two of you — it could be you, or it could be them. However, I can sense that who I'm about to describe is more about your Future Spouse than you.

In this pile, I can see two people on a different sexual wavelength. Your Future Spouse is someone who is very much active in their sexuality. They own their body, their performance, their confidence, and their prowess in the bedroom. A sexually liberated person, if you may. Whoever they have sexual relations with, it's like they take a piece of that person with them, and they left an imprint of themselves unto their partner. They aren't afraid to explore themselves and their partners in the bedroom — or elsewhere, for that matter. Their sexual expression is what makes them who they are today. Their close friends (and maybe even their family) know that they are someone who isn't afraid to engage with people using their bodies. Therefore, your Future Spouse is someone with a really powerful sexual magnetism and appeal. Not a lot of people can escape the clutches of your Future Spouse once they set their eyes on someone they want to seduce. And most of the time, they get what they want! The people they want to engage in sexual activities with are seduced, and surrender to their advances — like prey to a hunter. This is all consensual, of course.

If you have no problem with this kind of person to be your Future Spouse, then you have absolutely nothing to worry about. You can probably match their sexual appetite, and equally reciprocate their actions.

However, if you're someone who isn't as adept and experienced in the bedroom, this is where the dilemma lies. I'm sensing a push and pull of energies between the two of you. You may want to take things slow with your Future Spouse because you're not so experienced, and are probably easily overwhelmed with these types of sexual behavior. If you've experienced any sort of sexual abuse in the past, you may even become afraid and triggered by this. Therefore, you have to let them know about your boundaries and your limitations. This would be the most opportune situation to practice saying no if you're uncomfortable or would want to slow down. Your Future Spouse may be a go-getter but they will also have to understand and respect your wishes.

I can also see that whichever sexual dynamics and practices you and your Future Spouse would share, it would be the perfect learning ground to meet in the middle, to meet each other's preferences halfway. Your Future Spouse will learn how to actually listen to their sexual partner — which is you — which means instead of just receiving and taking, and you get to explore what they can offer you on your own pace. They're like a bubblegum dispenser; you have to let them know you hold the coins that will dispense the sweet treat they can offer.

During the act, don't be afraid to say what you want to do, and what you want them to do to you. They are more than willing to provide you pleasure, believe me. Ask, and you shall receive — probably their sexual mantra. Perhaps, asking them to let you stay on top while you control the amount of skin you want to expose. If you want to leave a couple of clothing on, it's all up to you. Open communication with them, letting them know you want to be in charge, will really make a difference. If you get easily overwhelmed with being totally exposed to them, you could start with dry humping with you on top; it provides the sexual relief with just enough action to get the both of you worked up before the main event. Or perhaps, that is the main event! And there's nothing wrong with that. If you want to engage in full penetration or genital contact, try to focus on what makes you feel good. You don't have to be a sex kitten during the beginning stages, and you don't have to set this expectation onto yourself. You'll only make yourself more tense, and you're not gonna like it. Instead, focus on your body. What are the areas that want to be touched? Where are your erogenous zones? What is your Future Spouse doing that you like, or don't like? Guide their hands toward the places you want to be touched. And tell them what you enjoyed after sex! They also deserve to be praised, and to exchange thoughts with one another.

Sex positions and activities for this pile: Girl on Top (you don't have to be a girl, by the way! It's just the name of the position), Face-Off, The Flat Iron, Classic Missionary, Dry Humping/Clothed Sex, and The Seashell.

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[expired-applejuice]

Venom headcanons (warning He/They pronouns for Venom)

-Anne and Dan invite Eddie and Venom to all their vacations

- when Venom and Eddie have a fight, Venom bonds with Anne and Dan spends time with Eddie.

- If Eddie gets a bad sickness, like a cold, Venom panics and calls Dan and Anne.... He wants his boyfriend to be healthy

- Dan and Eddie are actually best buds... It makes venom jealous because who said that Dan can be so close to his boyfriend best friend.

- Venom rants to Anne about how much he loves Eddie, and Anne keeps a Journal called "Is that Alien Okay?" The answer is no.... How could he when Eddie's lips look like ✨that✨

- Eddie had a crush on Dan at once, and it makes Venom mad.... It was mentioned to Anne and she just laughed, remembering the time Dan picked up Eddie. (Ya know the part that was ripped away from us)

- The kiss is always brought up and Eddie is always the first to make an excuse about how it was totally Anne. And Anne says that she wasn't in control and it was all Venom.... Eddie get flustered making venom tease him on the way home.

- Dan absolutely loves Sonny and Cher.

- Anne has beef with Cher and the boys can't stop laughing. She refuses to go near her.

- Eddie secretly loved when Venom sang because of the happiness in his voice.

- Cletus knew about the Symbrock relationship and low key shipped it. That's why he kept mentioning that Eddie had secrets

- Eddie still can't go near Waterbar because of the tank incident.

- when Venom and Eddie fight, Venom says he's taking the kids, (referring to the chickens) but Eddie doesn't realize it and gets flustered because, what kids? What fucking kids. When did we- how did we?

- Eddie gets Lethal Protector tattooed somewhere on him and it made venom both Happy and angry. They didn't like the sound and the fact that Eddie was in pain.

- When hanging out with Dan and Anne, the two get in fights, and to stop it..... Dan most definitely plays "Careless Whisper" and Anne thinks it hilarious..... Venom ends of singing with it.

- Dan always tells his heroic tale of how he helped in fighting a crazy red alien. Eddie always listens cause he's just showing support. Anne is like, babe again? Really? Venom still Thinks that they didn't need his help.

- Eddie told Anne about the whole "wind in my hair" thing and she bought venom a wig. Venom instantly took over to try it on, and now Eddie has to beg him to leave it home.

- Venom taught Sonny and Cher to sing "I Got You Babe" in chicken, and had everyone to come over to listen to it. He's so proud of them.

- Eddie hates the Rave, but goes for Venom. But he had to admit, the place brought back memories of college. Times with his mates, when he didn't care about image or whatever. And when he'd explored his sexuality with that one dude. Good memories.... Venom no longer takes Eddie.

- Dan once bonded with Venom and taught him slang, and now Venom no longer can spend too much time with Dan. Eddie was cancelled for ruining the Vibe.

- Venom draws on Eddie's face while he sleeps and Eddie wonders why there's dicks on his face.... And why there's the word puss- Venom really? You're so immature

- Dan, Anne, and Venom, are all in a club called "The Eddie Protectors" and Eddie Believes he doesn't need their protection.... But he does.

- Dan took them to couples counseling.... (This should get its own scene in the movie... Can you imagine)

- Venom cries at the movie old yeller, and Eddie won't let him live it down.

- Eddie is forced into a real date by Anne, (before she figures out Venom is alive) and Venom hated every minute of it.

- Venom intentionally trys to scare, and put Eddie in danger just to save him.

- Dan video taped the apology, and now Everytime It's venom's and Eddie Symbiosis anniversary, he plays it.

- Venom keeps Eddie up all night with stupid shower thoughts.... Some are steamy. Most are stupid things that keep Eddie up thinking about life.

- The beach scene was their honeymoon.

- Eddie makes lots of mistakes, and each time Venom swears they won't help him ever again cause he doesn't listen.... But each time they do help because, who else will take care of the garbage human? Himself? No.

- Venom loves looney tunes, and Eddie just lets him watch it while he sleeps.

- their neighbors know about venom, and are chil with it, as long as Venom promises not to kill Eddie past 12 am, and keep the chickens in check. Their secret is safe.

- Venom punches the faces out of posters cause he can. Eddie tries to stop him, but he's tired.

Please draw these and tag me in them or something

#incorrect symbrock #venom let there be carnage #we are venom #symbrock #symbiosis #veddie #venom x eddie #anne weying #dr dan lewis #dan lewis #venom #venom 2 #venom headcanon #please draw this #i need sleep #i need friends #i lost my will to live #rip me lmao

[buckybarnesdiaries]

i won't let you down

© @snyderzack

bucky barnes x reader. ⎢ masterlist.

Bucky helps you and gives you hope.

word count: 1.196 words.

warnings/tags: very brief mention of domestic violence, the winter soldier coming to help you.

author notes: none of my stories contain reader’s body descriptions to be inclusive.

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BUCKY POV

It was the fourth month he was living in the same building as you, concretely, in the apartment next to yours. Since the very first moment you met in the lift, you were extra kind with him and he couldn’t help but think that you were hiding some kind of intentions, until the days passed away and he discovered it was part of your naturality. He remembered, as if it happened yesterday, the first morning he knocked on your door asking for some coffee and you practically invited him to have breakfast together. You two talked about your part-time job in a cafeteria by morning, close to the neighborhood, and another one in a book shop by evenings. Bucky was fascinated by how much you used the hours of your days, letting you work out and have long walks in Central Park.

And he also remembered the night you knocked on his door for the first time, after hearing him having some nightmares and not being able to go back to sleep. The walls seemed like thin paper. He didn’t get it out of his head that time he heard you crying in your room, in the small hours, after a fight with your boyfriend. A punk who didn’t deserve an angel like you. On all the occasions you two argued, Bucky wanted to intervene, but he didn’t because what was his right.

Until a night where the heated talk escalated too quickly to swearings coming from him, and a painful scream coming from your lips after a loud hit. Bucky kicked the door down without doubting, panting furious and breaking into your apartment like a bat out of hell. As soon as he reached the living room and saw you crying and lying on the floor, all his rage contained during months got concentrated on the same point. Five cold fingers closing in a big and dangerous fist.

“Who the fuck are you?” Your boyfriend spat raving mad.

“A guy who’s gonna disappoint his therapist for breaking rule number two”. The soldier hissed, not giving time to the other to react.

With his left hand grabbing your boyfriend’s throat, Bucky pinned him to the nearest wall with so much uncontrollable strength that he almost opened a hold in it, straight to his own house.

“Listen to me now, you son of a bitch”. Their faces were separated barely for a couple of inches, drinking each other’s breathing. “If I see you coming again, laying a finger on her… I promise I’ll turn your life into a damn nightmare”.

Bucky could see the horror borning in his eyes when your boyfriend recognized him. That voice. Those blue orbs. The metallic fingers cutting off the air from his lungs. He was in the news for a long time. The Winter Soldier. One of those freaks with superpowers, with the difference that he was a trained assassin. Only a fool wouldn’t obey his threat. But for some reason, Bucky wasn’t able to loosen the hold around the other man, driven by the desire he had for killing him. After all the suffering he made you go through, after all the nights hearing you crying, after all the time waiting for your boyfriend to change. He wanted to end his life.

“Bu— Bucky”. Your weak sobs brought him back to reality. To New York. To the year twenty twenty-one. To the new century.

As if it was an automatic act, his fingers opened making your boyfriend fall to the floor. Coughing, choking with his own saliva and the lack of air. The poor coward ran away before Bucky could blink twice. Shaking his head to shut up the voices inside his head claiming him to chase the man, he turned around and squatted next to you. A thin thread of blood poured out from the upper right corner of your lip, as your cheek was burning in pain after the punch. The soldier held you onto his arms, listening to the sound of the police sirens coming. Probably some neighbor called them, fed up with the fights inside your house.

You were crying inconsolably and ashamed when he walked into his apartment, placing you with so much care on his sofa. Bucky didn’t utter a syllable, heading to his bathroom to take something to fix you up. He had a good medical kit since he didn’t want to visit any kind of hospital. Coming back to you, the soldier knelt next to you, feeling a knot inside his chest pressing out his skin. He wetted a cotton in hydrogen peroxide and placed his warm free hand on your untouched cheek to urge you to raise your head towards him. You couldn’t help but draw a grimace of pure soreness that broke his heart in one million pieces.

“Sorry…” Bucky murmured, earning your look filled up with sadness. “I, uh… I wanted to… So many times, I…”

“Thank you… for saving me”. You stuttered in low tears, while he continued healing your lip and cleaning the blood on it. “You’re a… good man, James”.

“I just did what I had to”.

“We’re… more than fifty persons living here… And you’ve been the one who has saved me”.

Knocks on his door interrupted your little chat, causing him to frown as the two of you heard it was the NYPD. Bucky left a delicate caress on your cheek before standing up and attending the call. The cops came into his house without asking if they could, knowing very well the man who was living there.

“Ma’am, you okay?” One of the officers inquired walking closer.

“Yeah, it was… I just… slip off to the fl—”. Tell them about your, now, ex-boyfriend wasn’t an option for you, feigning a soft chuckle as you cleaned the tears in your eyelids.

“His boyfriend hit her”. But Bucky interrupted you.

“And you helped her, mister Barnes?”

“Yeah, and she’s gonna make a complaint”.

That wasn’t an option for you either, but by the look coming from his eyes, you knew it was the only one for him. You couldn’t persuade him.

“Ma’am?”

Bucky licked his bottom lip, shortening the distance between both to grab his cozy and baggy black hoodie to offer it to you. He was determined to help you. He really wanted your welfare.

“C’mon”. He almost begged you in a whisper, shaking briefly his hand holding the piece of clothing to convince you of taking the good road. “I’ll be with you, I promise. I won’t let you down… Not again”.

It took you a couple of seconds to nod your head, getting up from his sofa being helped by the cold hand showing up. Bucky made you wear his hoodie, with so much careless to not touch your right cheek still burning because of the pain. Under the attentive look of the cops, he placed his flesh arm over your shoulders, not caring about the lack of distance when you clung yours around his waist and tried to hide your face on his chest. For the first time since you started that toxic relationship, you felt safe. You felt liberated.

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