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hotpinkstars · 1 month

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WE NEED THE COMFORTT FOR THE BLIND READER FUN YOU CAN’T LEAVE US HANGING LIKE THIS?????? (can’t do angst no comfort 😔)

-> blinded mistakes - happy ending

synopsis -> your husband feels bad for the way he snapped the other day. how does he make it up to you?

a/n -> approximately 28 people have asked for a part 2. this is insane i have so many people to tag (who aren't anons, obviously) BUT THANKS FOR ALL THE LOVE ON MY OTHER ONE OMGGGGG!!!! i love u all sm

warnings -> crying, but that's kinda all lol. this ones mostly just fluff!

w/c -> 951

-> kamisato ayato

it’s been a few days since the argument.

ayato had been given an extension due to his circumstances, and didn’t have to worry about the ruined papers due to the kindness from the city's higher-ups who assigned him such papers in the first place. a lot of them were salvageable, too.

once he finished them, he leaned back, smiling from the stress relief. he got up, grabbed a cup of tea from the kitchen, and realized something.

you weren’t in the main room, waiting for him to leave his office so you two could spend some time together.

he then thought back about the events that took place. his chest immediately fills with regret at the words spoken to you. coincidentally, ayaka walked into the room.

“ayaka, have you seen y/n?” he hurried to his sister, who simply sighed.

“they’ve been in their room. they’ve been beating themselves up about the incident, so now they’re afriad of moving incase they bother you more,” she brushed past him. “good luck making amends. they’re incredibly hurt.”

he nodded, processing the information. he pacewalked to your shared bedroom, where he opened the door to see your sleeping form.

he sat next to you, stroking your hair until you woke up. when you felt a hand on top of your head, you flinched a little bit.

“who’s there?” you said in a soft voice, unwilling to cause more issues by lashing out or showing aggression.

“ayato,” he took his hand off your head. “i’ve come to say i’m sorry.”

you got up and found the headboard, slowly resting yourself up on it. “why all of the sudden? i hope you understand that you really hurt me, ayato. i’ve been too scared to get up these last few days because of the way you made me feel. the only times i’ve gotten up were to go to the restroom, bathe, and eat, but thoma would bring me something here. i still think about the words you said and your gestures.”

he looked down, sighing. he didn’t realize how much of an effect his words and actions had on you, but now that he’s hearing it from you, it seems like two more tons added to his shoulders. “don’t worry about it. it was salvageable, and you hadn’t ruined anything.”

“i wish you told me that when it happened, ayato,” you started to tear up. “i forgive you, but i don’t want to hear that again. it made me feel like shit.”

he nodded, hugging you tight, letting you cry into his shoulder. you felt around his body to realize he was wearing his white and blue suit, the one he usually goes out to fight in.

“i’m not ruining this suit, right…?” you brought your face off his shoulder, but he immediately shoved it back in the same spot, silently telling you the obvious answer.

he was glad he was able to resolve things. he couldn’t imagine a life without you.

-> wriothesley

it’s been about a week since wriothesley has seen you. he figured you went out of the fortress, staying over at a hotel or with a friend, like navia or chlorinde. he pretty much figured it would be chlorinde, considering she hasn’t come down to the fortress or has tried to initiate contact with him since the incident.

he figured he’d try knocking on both doors, starting with navia. once navia told him everything he needed to know; that you were with chlorinde, he rushed over to her place.

“what are you doing here?” she scoffs as she opened the door, leaning against the doorframe. “your wife told me everything. i hope to trust that you didn’t embarrass her in front of the people who work for the palais mermonia, especially monsieur neuvillette himself.”

he shook his head, rubbing at his temples. “just let me see her, would you? i want to apologize.”

she nodded, clearing the doorway, allowing him to rush into the spare bedroom.

you knew he was the one coming towards your room, considering his footsteps were a lot heavier than anyone you’ve ever known. his were tough, threatening.

“wriothesley! w-what are you-” you started, your heart beating a little faster.

“i want to apologize for the things i said. i didn’t have to completely redo all my papers, and neuvillette understood the situation, and i was able to get an extent.”

you shook your head. “so you embarrassed me then, huh? you told them everything? that your stupid blind wife who is not even near good enough for you ruined your work?”

he was speechless. he didn’t know how to respond to that sentence, so he put his hands on your shoulders, asking for silent permission to take you into a hug. once you nodded, he embraced you tightly.

“no, i didn’t tell them that. i told him it was just a spill, and that i was able to save some of the papers. neuvillette is a very understanding man, and this never happens. i never need new copies or need extents, so he was willing to do it this time. nothing about you came up in our conversation,” he swallowed a lump in his throat before going on. “and you’re not stupid. you’re also the perfect choice for me, not good enough my ass. no matter what i have to do to make you see that, just because you have a disability doesn’t mean you’re unworthy.”

you started to cry, letting the tears spill into his chest, creating a damp spot on his tie.

“so you don’t hate me then?” you sniffed.

“no, not at all. i couldn’t bring myself to hate you for something as dumb as that.”

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hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds · 2 months

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could we do hothners daughter (10-13) in there when hailey dies, and when she sees hotch just jumps into hos arms so so fast! you can end there or do like a time skip where shes getting nightmares and just sleeps with het dad as he comforts her!!! love your writting🤍

Aaron Hotchner x Daughter reader

Request : could we do hothners daughter (10-13) in there when hailey dies, and when she sees hotch just jumps into hos arms so so fast! you can end there or do like a time skip where shes getting nightmares and just sleeps with het dad as he comforts her!!! love your writting🤍

So sorry for not updating for a while, I finally have a week off from college to write!

I do love writing Aaron Hotchner x child readers.

Lots of angst in this one like usual

Third person pov...

They were supposed to be safe from Foyet. Haley, Jack and 12 year old Y/N where in witness protection, Y/N was out with her Mum and Brother.

Jack and Y/N are walking together when Haleys phone goes off, stopping she gasps making Y/N look up at her Mum worried. "What's wrong mum?" She asks, Haley looks down at her daughter and tries not to cry.

She couldn't tell her kids their dad was dead. She smiles at her ans brushes her hair off her forehead. "Nothing sweetie but we have to get home quickly" she tells her daughter, the three get back to their car and drive home.

Once they get to their own home Haley sends Jack and Y/N off to play in the living room while she waits for the new marshal to appear.

Aftwr a couple of minutes Y/N stood up to go to the bathroom, as she left the door bell went, Haley answered it and in came George Foyet.

Y/N had begged her dad to show her what Foyet looked like just incase before they went into witness protection.

As Y/N walked back to the living room she heard a man's voice, she didn't recognise it. Tiptoeing silently towards the door she looked through a crack in it and gasps at the man.

"Foyet" she whispers to herself, the killer was currently playing with her little brother while her mum stood infront of them. Haley makes eye contact with her daughter.

She shakes her head slightly, telling her daughter to stay out of the living room, Y/N nods and hears her mum talk to someone on the phone.

"Aaron your okay?" Gaps Haley, Y/N eyes widened it was her Dad. Her parents talk a while with Foyet looking over at them a couple times.

"Haley, are Y/N and Jack there?" He asks

"Yes, Aaron what is going on?" Asks Haley, Hotch hesitates "hes Foyet, he's there to kill you, I'm sorry I couldn't stop him Haley" Says Hotch voice full of emotion.

Haley holds back her tears as Aaron tell Jack to 'work the case with him' Jack leaves the room running into Y/N who helps him hide before going back to her mum.

On her way back downstairs she goes into the kicken and grabs one of the big kichen knifes, hiding it in her waistband the 13 year old goes to the living room.

Suddenly three gunshots are heard, Y/Ns eyes widen with horror she runs back downstairs into living room and slams the door open forgetting about Foyet.

She cries with anguish as she spots her mum on the floor lifeless. "Mum! No nono you can't die no Mummy!" She cries hugging the body tightly.

The phone next to her is silent, the team had beeb listening into it, Hotch hates how sad his daughters voice sounds through the phone.

As she hugs her mum she feels a tap on the shoudler, wide eyed she jumps back away from her mum and away from tjr killer.

"Well well well, what have we here Hotchs daughter, cute thing you are" he tells the girl, shaking in fear Y/N stands up facing the man.

"You killed her you bastard!" She screams tears rolling down her eyes as she watched the sick basterd smirk at her. "I did, you and your brother will be next!" He yells before trying to grab her.

Y/N ducks and moves towards the door, she had to keep him downstairs. Turning around she looks for something to throw and remembers the knife in her waistband.

Holding it put at arms length she keeps the man infront of her. "You wknt find him I won't let you" she tells the man, Foyet on smirks and walks towards the teen.

Suddenly Y/N wakes up screaming murder, she whips her head around the dark room still screaming. Legs tangled in thr sheets the young girl desperately tries to stand up and run.

Her door is then opened and the light switched on, standing in the doorway was her Dad. Seeing his daughter crying and panicking he jumps into action.

He makes sure she sees its him before moving towards the 14 year old, it had been 2 year since the death of her mum and facing the reaper.

Every night she gets horrible vivid night terrors of that day, she hasn't be able to sleep since. Hotch begins to comfort his distraught daughter.

The man runs over to his daughter and sits on the bed holding his daughters hands tightly in his giving her pressure to help ground her.

"N/N its me its Dad, your safe remember the reaper is dead, he can't hurt you anymore." He tells the girl, Y/N shakes her head and cries in his arms.

Holding her tightly he's reminded of that day...

It wasn't until half an hour later when he arrived at his own home, dread filled his heart as walked inside to see his exwife shot.

Suddenly the sounds of grunting and screaming could be hear, the man sprint off if the direction and sees his daughter fighting for her life against Foyet.

"Y/N!" He yells emptying his clip into Foyet, when he was down Y/N leaps into her Dads arms and cries she cries and cries and cries.

It took a while for her to be okay and let go of her Dad, after that she was taken out of school for a few months to recover and started seeing a shrink.

Since then Y/N hadn't been the same, rocking back and forth Hotch rubs a comforting hand up his daughter back.

Slowly her breathing returned to normal and she could breath again. "Dad?" She calls, Hotch hums and continues comforting her. "C-can I sleep with you tonight?" She asks

Hotch kisses he forehead. "Of course you can sweetie" he whispers before picking her up and wrapping her in her blankets, they then leave her room Hotch turns off thr light and walk to his room.

As they do they walk past Jack's room, Hotch was lucky Jack had been staying with Jessica while he looked after Y/N, he didn't want him to have to listen to her screaming all night.

When they got to his room he pulled back the coverd and tucked his little girl in before getting in beside her, once he was under the covers Y/N curls up against her dad and falls into a finally restful sleep.

Smiling softly Hotch wishes her good night and falls into a dreamless sleep.

The end!

Hope you liked this oenshot, so sorry for the wait, as usual sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes!

Requests are open!

Word count: 1233

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kpophubb · 1 year

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❥ єинуρєи gινιиg уσυ ριggу вα¢к яι∂єѕ

When I'm with you, it's like déjà vu…I realize that dreams really come true.. we keep on talking for the moment we live in…lets keep drinking 'til the moon disappear ♥︎

Like it's the old love....𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 is the way that we both wanna feel, oh..under the moonlight, we made our first kiss. 'Cause this is the moment that you made me feel ♡

✼••┈┈┈┈••✼♡✼••┈┈┈┈••✼♥︎✼••┈┈┈┈••✼

♡ꕺ…𝖫𝖾𝖾 𝖧𝖾𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀 :

“Darling all I want is to be your moon and show you all the little stars of my heart.”

Piggy back rides with heeseung happen most often during your frequent late night dates. He loves dressing comfy and taking walks with you in the empty, chilly streets and loves intertwining your hands together. Although initially he’s shy to carry you on his back, when you ask for it, he’s so giggly and so goofy, kneeling down to gesture you to climb on his back. He wraps your legs around his waist and loves it when you drape your arms around his neck and bury your face in the crook of his neck, nuzzling the sides of his hair playfully with your nose. Heeseung is so caring and loving that he’s gonna wrap you with his jacket first before carrying you, in order to make sure you’re warm and, to bask you in his comforting scent that always makes you feel safe like home. He loves doing silly things like yelling in the empty streets dumb but adorable confessions like “y/n I LOVE YOU!!” and laugh with you as his voice echoes back and reaches you two and also sing your favourite songs for you while he’s at it. He gives you the most comfortable ride home, but you may watch his cheeks heat up and knees go wobbly when you reach towards his cheek to land a gentle and appreciative, loving peck. All in all, once he knows you love his piggy back rides, he’s gonna make it a daily thing, hoping with his heart that he gets to steal more of your endearing kisses and shy laughter radiating inside his ears that’s burned inside his heart as his favourite melody.<3

ꕺ♡… 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖩𝖺𝗒 :

“You’re a sunflower. I think your love would be too much.”

Park jay is the epitome of affectionate. Thus, whenever you’re out shopping and wearing heels, without a word or argument, he will sweep you off your feet and give you a piggy back ride home so your toes can’t hurt at all. He’s the type of gentleman to even carry your heels with his one hand as he carefully wraps your legs around him for security. This caring sweetheart will ask you again and again if you’re feeling okay, and he loves it when you touch your faces together and leave him compliments for being such a sweet boyfriend. He will secretly glance at every street mirror and adore the way you both look, with you safely latched onto his back and having the most heart warming smile on your face as he carries you home. <3 he isn’t very open to pda, but he’s so proud to have you and you do earn a lot of melting glances from pedestrians who watch your jay give you piggy back rides. The whole time, you realize how silence is bliss and peaceful with the right person, and all you exchange are whispers of I love you inside his ears and mutual, loving smiles. Jay is gonna come home and insist to give you feet massages incase you felt uncomfortable to walk at all, but his insistence soon dissolves as you pull him to bed and get back to passionately kissing him like he deserves.

♡ꕺ… 𝖲𝗂𝗆 𝖩𝖺𝖾𝗒𝗎𝗇 :

“Between galaxies, moon and seas, I’m glad I stepped under the same land. I dreamt under the same stars as you.”

When you’re dating jake, you’re not his girlfriend, you’re his literal princess. From taking care of all your needs to feeding you to carrying you home EVERYTIME, he’s always doing it all! Thus, you can expect piggy back rides home at the end of your every date. Jake is a sensual person, he loves the feel of your body physically pressed to his. Your legs around his torso, your chest pressed to his back and your warm breaths landing on his shoulder that feels like oxygen to his lungs. Jake is so cute that he stops under street lamps to gaze at your shadow and even takes aesthetic pictures like that for memories. He blushes and wiggles his invisible puppy ears out of excitement and shyness when you run your fingers through and ruffle his soft hair, and is almost breathless everytime you lower your lips towards his jaw and place a kiss there as a thank you for his great service. Trust me, he’s the biggest cuddle bug when you two return home, clinging to you like a baby, resting his head on your chest and holding you so tight like his life depends on it. His muffled giggles pressed to your body and honest to god I love yous and confessions about how lucky he is to have you filling the room and every cell in your lungs with the familiar happiness only he and he alone can make you feel.<3

ꕺ♡… 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖲𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 :

“You will never be unloved by me. You’re well too tangled in my soul.”

Sunghoon loves holding your hands. Or should I say, he loves holding you in general but is too shy to suggest anything else. He interlocks his fingers with yours lovingly and shoves your connected hands inside his pocket to keep them warm. But when you give him the look and ask him to carry you on his back, initially he freezes and a faint rose tint covers his cheeks. He laughs awkwardly and scratches the back of his neck, but is quick to kneel down for you to hop on, making sure to face the other way so you don’t see or tease his blushing face. It’s fun when he gives you a piggy back ride, because his frame is so tall you’re so well protected. And, not to mention the way he whines and complains when you blow into his ears mischievously to tickle him that makes him threaten to drop you if you try funny tricks further lol. He’s so protective and his first priority is to keep you safe, that’s why you will always notice the way his grip around your legs tighten when he’s crossing the road and signalling you to hold onto him tighter. He also watches his steps carefully, always to make sure he never bumps into something and gets you hurt. When you return home, you will see the pink cheeks completely turn to a tomato red, and sunghoon covering his face with the palm of his hands and excusing his appearance “due to the cold”. He loves it so much secretly after the first try, that every now and then, he’s gonna look for the opportunity to carry his beloved girl on his back home.

♡ꕺ… 𝖪𝗂𝗆 𝖲𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗈 :

“My heart is so full of you, I can hardly call it my own.”

When you first suggest sunoo to give you a piggy back ride, he’s gonna laugh and jokingly taunt you to carry him instead. Which you do, attempting with your whole being to carry your boyfriend as he’s up with his playful dolphin screams and laughs that leads to both of you ultimately crashing down on top of eachother on the street. It is only then, that he’s gonna help you up and wipe the dust off your clothes (while still laughing) and ask you to climb on his back. He’s gonna stomp on the ground literally, to be funny and silly and do swirls to make you dizzy. Until finally you beg him to stop and bribe him with mint choco. He’s a total sweetie, so I promise he’s gonna hum songs all the way and urge you to take out your phone to take couple selcas like that!! Once you’re up on his back, ain’t no way he’s gonna want to drop you off even when you reach your doorstep. He’s so obsessed with the feel and idea of you pressed to his back and your chin resting on top of his head that now everytime you go out, he’s gonna kneel down like a gentleman and reach out his hand. When you do place your hand inside his, he’s gonna give a polite kiss and a half joking flirty smile before proceeding to give you another loving piggy back ride to your destination.

ꕺ♡… 𝖸𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗐𝗈𝗇 :

“I could be everything in this world….but I wanted to be yours.”

The first time jungwon gives you a piggy back ride was when you were injured and bruised your toes, and that’s when he offered to carry you back home. But little did he know that he’s gonna fall so much in love with the idea of being your knight in shining armour and carrying you on his back that now his lovesick brain is gonna try to come up with every excuse to make that happen again. So please don’t be surprised if your shoe soles come out suddenly when you go out with him cause yeah, someone DEFINITELY tampered with it before you put it on just so you ask for his assistance and a ride! ;) jungwon is the cutest when you’re hovering on his back- cause his dimples won’t stop peeking through and his reddish cheeks will heat up with every touch of your body on his. He loves the pulsing of your heart beat on his back, and resists a shiver when you move your hands around his shoulders and trace their broadness. And ofcourse, you’re gonna HAVE to drop by ice cream stores to get ice creams and jinx eat them all the way home (where you have to feed him duh bc he’s the one carrying you). Sneak in a few good kisses on his neck and jawline and cheeks and watch the way he withdraws and smiles first but then proceeds to attack you to get his sweet revenge. Don’t hesitate to kiss him back when he pulls you down to crash a kiss to your lips the moment you guys make it to a private area with no passer-by to witness the romantic scenario.

♡ꕺ… 𝖭𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝖱𝗂𝗄𝗂 :

“What if I fall? Oh but my darling, what if you fly?”

Piggy back rides with ni ki are like every second of pure terror and calling upon god to save your lives. He’s so energetic and playful that he’s gonna run the whole streets with full speed to make you dizzy and scream for your life. Mind you, he might also take you near a river and threaten to drop you off because he’s CRAZY. And also CRAZY IN LOVE with you. To him, you’re his best friend and his love of life and soulmate so he enjoys being dorky with you the most. The ride is so uncomfortable and filled with shaky laughters and you hitting his head to make him stop, but nothing can beat the pure feeling of his laughter radiating inside your bones. The way the sides of his eyes crinkle and he chuckles like a baby, and the way you guys exist only in a world with eachother where nothing else matters like you are reckless teenagers experiencing young and wild love for the first time. Only he can make you laugh like a maniac and the next second, make you smile whole heartedly as you cling your arms around his neck and rest your chin on his shoulder, soaking in the innocent moments of love and burning each mutual breath of yours into your heart forever. He’s got you, well. He’s got you well and loved, for life.

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🄰/🄽: 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀! ^_^ 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈, 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌/𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗌&𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌! 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍! :) ♡

☠︎ ⇰ 𝘗𝘭𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦/𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴! 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴.

Tagging: @csmicbot @yjjungwon @miyoung07 @cloudcutter @ingkai @kpoproyal @boowoowho

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squerlly · 2 months

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just felt like doing a little something something... this post is kind of a little clarification for certain things about my new series. for those who don't know I made a series called flames of desire and it is an Alastor x (f! bunny reader) slow burn romance with eventual smut ofc. my writing style is a bit odd to say the least since I have a hard time explaining things in detail and in attempt to make mine and my readers lives easier iv color coded the dialogue for each and every character so that you know what's text vs dialogue. I also try to include individual POV to get a clear aspect of certain things *cough* *cough* lore. so here are some things you should know

-dialogue colors-

husk, angel, Alastor, Vaggie, Charlie, Niffty, reader (this font specifically, please don't get it mixed up with her thoughts) incase I run out of colors for certain characters I will substitute a color but I will always specify whos talking!

yes bunny Reader design has paws and she can't really wear shoes so I decided to make her wear socks similar to the helluva boss character Lunas, which are open-toed socks just to have something to cover her feet at least. in this story, y/n is old enough to drink but I wouldn't say she's on the older side so use your imagination or don't I don't mind if you edit the character, this is a story about you lovely people after all!. I'm also terrible at smut so don't really expect a lot.

I am Hispanic and although I am not fluent I will try my best to make the characters cannon yet not cannon, by this I mean I will make valentino speak slight Spanish as his cannon form does. I will also make Alastors cooking related to new Orleans Louisiana dishes because hes old fashioned and I doubt he will ever put in the time to learn other cooking don't come for me!!!

I will not be adding sir pentious in this series, I know I'm sorry please forgive me, maybe if I change my mind later which I always end up doing eventually I will add a part just for pentious, a little something. I already struggle trying to make sure I include every character in at least every 2 to 3 chapters because I don't really do favoritism when it comes to my writing, same goes for lucifer but once again maybe something but I also don't want to spoil the show for people who have not watched it yet.

I have a tight schedule when it comes to things I have to do at home vs my free time so I will try to get at least 2 chapters out every week maybe 3 if I feel motivated enough or unless I don't get writer block. as for request I will be re opening those this Friday and close them on Sunday so I can work, edit, and release them throughout the week if I get any.

this series is a shared project between me and my bestfriend @strippezzz please go check out there artwork its so good. he works on helping me proofread because I have ADHD and my brain works a million miles an hour and tend to miss things here and there. hes also 10x better at writing smut, not for the ideas but just describing it detail so I leave that to him and wanted to make sure that I'm not getting all the credit!

if you have any question or concerns just ping me in the comments and I will probably answer in 5 min tops because I'm always using my phone for literally everything

I hope this was helpful!!!! and have a wonderful day/night love you all stay tuned~

-squerlly

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alaskashigh · 3 months

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may I humbly ask thee for fluffy and angsty CaliYork hc’s? :)

*stares at you with my autistic eyes 👁️👁️*

*not forcing*

*gasp* me? you’re asking me? the caliyork god? /j

of course you can have angsty and fluffy Caliyork hc’s!! (all of them, if i had the time 😔😔). also a lot (majority) of these headcanons are inspired by/from my friend @ghost-jamie’s headcanons bc they are so great and amazing and caliyork is literally the number one thing we talk about-

sorry if some of these suck. my main focus has been on ny/nj/ca for the past few months so, yknow

also ima open up my asks bc im bored and want to get my tumblr account alive again! send me headcanons/wttt related stuff please!

Caliyork fluff

They have the best cuddles. Since New York is always cold and California is always hot their cuddles are great. New York likes to press his chest against California’s back (the hottest area for Cal is his back) when he’s the big spoon and vice versa for Cal.

California loves to make cool things he finds for New York. New York has an entire collection of origami and other artistic things Cal’s made for him.

Their favorite things to do is to curl up with each other and do their own little things. Whether that be Cal reading a book and New York listening to music, it doesn’t matter. They just love being near one another.

California can be a really good cook when he’s in the mood. Before he and New York got together he was in a big slump, always pushing himself too hard and stressed, so he relied heavily on microwavable meals and junk food. New York coming into his life really helped get him back onto his feet. New York loves his food whenever he cooks and will cook with him sometimes.

The power couple in meetings. Don’t fuck with one of them if you don’t want the other to jump you. Neither of them are scared to fight.

Can be heard laughing in each others rooms late at night or during the day. Those two are always doing something together and relaxing in one of their rooms.

New York likes to bring Cal to his rats/pigeons just to see his happy and excited face. He finds it adorable at how happy he gets playing with the animals.

angst bit is cut off just incase. tw for drinking, arguing, and fighting mentions. if i need to add anymore tw’s let me know!!

Caliyork angst

California has bad attachment issues and a fear of abandonment. He’s always scared that New York is gonna leave him once he realizes that he isn’t worth it or that he’s with him out of pity. New York makes sure to assure him that no, he isn’t gonna leave him and that he does love him very much.

New York has come home on multiple occasions drunk as hell and bloodied after a fight. It scares the hell out of California each time. They’ve gotten into a few arguments over it and NY’s promised to step away from drinking. He’s healing slowly.

New York worries that California’s gonna leave him as soon as he realizes that New York is a shitty partner. California lets him know that he’s the best boyfriend Cal could ever ask for and that no matter what he isn’t leaving.

They’ve said some hurtful things to each other during rare fights multiple times and have almost broken up over it. It usually ended up with the two taking breaks for a bit before starting up couples therapy to the others relief. Things are getting better and they are learning how to communicate better.

New York has a bit of a jealousy problem. He’ll latch onto California and attack your ass if he deems you as overstepping boundaries. California’s the same way but he’s a bit more relaxed about it since he knows New York well and trusts him. It’s caused a bit of a problem on multiple occasions so they are working on fixing it.

#wttt new york #wttsh new york #wttt california #wttsh california #wttt #wttsh #welcome to the table #welcome to the statehouse #ben brainard #wttt caliyork

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liplinerloser · 1 year

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Yooooo I hear you do matchups? Can I get a BTD one if so, I'm nonbinary (they/he/it but fem presenting), bisexual with a male lean, as for personality I can say I'm very self isolating, nihilistic, kinda clingy, very empathetic and a bit too trusting lmao, my kinks are praise, degradation, overstimulation, biting, and a little bit of choking, thxx

Yah sure, and thanks for the ask! For boyfriend to death I pair you with…

Lawrence

It was your habit of self isolation that happened to lead you to these specific woods on this specific night, despite the rumours you’d heard, if you were honest you didn’t believe in wendigo’s or Liches, so what did it matter anyway.

Little did you know of the thing that would be prowling that night

You settled comfortably next to a flowing stream, staring down into the clear reflection. It was fairly cold that night, and instead of the soft smell of earth, all you could smell was a sickly sweet rot. It coated your lungs, practically making you taste the rot from the inside, you couldn’t tell if it was you who was rotting

It took a while for you to realise you’d zoned out, and by this point he it , had noticed you. You had let your mind wander, your first mistake. You glance back down at the stream only to realise theres 2 more eyes staring back at you. You feel someone dig their hands through your scalp and slam your face forward into the stream.

When you woke up was the first time youd actually caught a glimpse of him, he was turned around mumbling to himself. “Theyre deceiving….like a flower, cant trust..” you shifted in the chair, immediately he jumps around to face you. By the face he made glancing at you, you realised this wasnt going to be a quick ordeal.

It in fact wasn’t, but over the next month You ended up gaining his trust, since he had decided not to kill you, he assumed you wanted to stay alive for the survival aspect like most people, but would be very curious to find you had actually managed to develop a trust in him.

He preferred it like that, he loves when youre reliant on him, like a flower. He liked the way that when he went for work you’d beg him to stay a little longer, and practically be anticipating the moment he got home. It almost feels domestic.

Once he truly is sure that he can trust that you wont just leave him like the others, then he’ll occasionally talk about his past, despite the fact you have definitely not been to the river, or experienced death for that matter, he enjoys the feeling of you empathising with him like he’s a normal person, you’re the only normal thing in his life

You both have the shared view of nihilism, the cup is half empty, that kinda jazz. Although he would appreciate a more positive outlook on life, he likes to be realistic, even still he enjoys the fact theres more than just the wrong place at the worst time in common, your insides are like his too

because of the way you quickly become comfortable with him, he feels although its unfair to keep you in the chair. A lot of the time he lets you curl up next to him in bed, but the beds pretty small, so sometimes you fall off. He noticed this and slyly upgraded on one of the nights he had given you his special tea, now you both fit! Since you cling to him in part because of your personality and your Stockholm syndrome, he enjoys the feeling of your tight grasp to him, as if you’ll never see him again.

Although Lawrence is a bit dense he’s most definitely not stupid, when you need to isolate he knows the damp walls of his small apartment don’t keep either of you apart enough to feel alone

if you say you want to be alone and he has a high level of trust with you, he’ll go out and meet with a friend, leaving the apartment to you, with the windows open slightly for a breeze. However hes still a very paranoid man, he hides anything sharp and takes his phone with him, he even tells his neighbours if they hear any noises its just his partner drunk as fuck, just incase you try anything

Once he’s realised you’re permanent to his apartment, he gets hungry again. He’ll give you your favourite tea, and tie your wrists to his bed. He would force you to watch him gently butcher his next victim, the drugs must be doing some shit because you could swear he had antlers-

No matter how you look outside he will always be more curious about your insides, sometimes he’ll convince you to let him make small cuts in your legs and wiggle his fingers inside, other time’s he’ll fully drug you and make one long precise cut down just above your spine, and because you’re so trusting of him, you allow it.

Even if you did happen to die on his watch, he has faith youd come back via the river, even better if you do actually, massive turn on for him, because then you can rot together forever. He fully believes you’re pathetic enough to come back to him, over resting

I feel like despite him not being anywhere near as aggressive as some of the others, when he’s particularly gone, he would release you from his apartment. Force you to leave, to run. Then make a game of chasing you in the dead of night

He knows no matter how slow he runs, or how little effort he puts in you wont actively try to leave. He sees you looking back, checking he’s still there, how close he is, if he isn’t you slow down. He cant help but smile at just how much you need him. You’re perfect

Nsfw

Lawrence doesn’t fuck as much as his btd colleagues, so it takes a lot more time for him to warm up to the idea and likes to know he’s doing a good job for a little virgin eldritch horror. Praise him and tell him how good he is for you, even if he isn’t particularly horny he’ll jack hammer into you like theres no tomorrow, he likes knowing hes quite literally the only one who can do it for you

Hes really paranoid about the noise, as much as he loves the noises you make, he’s still too paranoid to just let you openly, chances are he’ll either hold his huge hand over the bottom half of your face to muffle the sounds, or just duct tape your mouth. He cant lie the way you look at him so helplessly turns him on

He definitely takes advantage of kinks like degradation, choking etc, he’s likes feeling like he’s above you, literally and figuratively, when I say choke I mean till youre on the verge of passing out.

This man will grip your throat till the skin around it is purple, if you ask him to do it to you on a day hes particularly high he might accidentally kill you.

If youre into this man its preferable you become well acquainted with the river and its sole inhabitant. This applies to not just sex but him generally

He definitely likes to have sex while he’s high, he wont be the only one of course, he makes sure to give you a fat hit of whatever hes taking it manages to mellow him out enough so you can experience the closest thing to soft sex. He doesnt duct tape your mouth, and he might actually kiss you

if hes high he feels like he needs to overstimulate you, he needs to show you how much he appreciates not being alone anymore, if you’re crying because of the feeling he relishes slowing down his pace, leaning down to your face, and licking your tears away, all with his dead eyes staring at you

#lawrence oleander #lawrence btd #boyfriend to death #btd ren #btd2 #request #btd lawrence

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lokis-little-fawn · 2 years

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Baking And Breeding

My requests are open & message/comment to be added to the tag list!

Paring: Loki x Fem!Reader

Word count: 2k

Summary: While making a gingerbread house with Loki things get a little messy, will he help you clean up? (excuse the gif it made me laugh so here we are)

Warnings: SMUT (ONLY READ IF YOU ARE 18+) fluffy fluff & filthy smut, fingering, oral sex (female and male receiving), unprotected sex, Christmas themes (just Incase anyone really hates Christmas), daddy kink, choking, breeding kink

Original request by @falling-face-first-fallon

So I’m thinking a Christmas/yule/winter fic that is a loki x elf and/or avian demigirl reader, it starts off as a really fluffy fic with ice skating, baking ,and just generally super wholesome. But it gets super spicy, I’ll leave a lot of the details of it to you, but for kinks generally daddy kink and choking

My Reply: Thank you so much for your request I loved writing it and I hope it is fluffy and filthy enough for you!

“Loki! Can you help me with something?” you ask sweetly. Despite fact that neither of you grew up on earth, this year you had decided to try some of their more festive traditions. Yourself growing up on Alfheim and Loki being from Asgard your lives previous to this had quite literally been worlds apart.

Together, now living on earth, you had decided to make a gingerbread house.

“Of course my love, how can I be of assistance?” Loki says, walking over to you from the other side of the expansive kitchen.

“Can you stir this? It makes my arm achey” you say handing him a mixing bowl and spoon, eyelashes fluttering convincingly.

Taking the bowl from your hands he places a kiss on the tip of your nose.

“Come here princess, let’s stir the last bit together” he says after a while, pulling you in with his free hand, your back now placed against his chest as you stir the last of the ingredients around in the bowl together. With his large hands placed over yours it was easy to see your difference in size. Being from Alfheim you barely came up to his shoulder, Loki adored the fact that you were so much smaller than him, always using your small stature to the best of his advantage.

Afterwards you put the mixture into the oven to bake, Loki being over protective as always never lets you touch anything that could risk you getting hurt, even the small amount of heat radiating from the oven is enough to worry him.

Once the gingerbread had finished baking you start preparing the decorations while waiting for it to cool. You take out the piping bag and fill it with icing, you fill little bowls with sprinkles as you place two silver cake boards on the counter top.

Assembling your own separate gingerbread houses you begin your work, carefully constructing the delicate walls. As always Loki is immediately competitive, even with his princess. While you create a homely looking cottage, Loki somehow constructs a gingerbread palace which perfectly depicts Asgard in all its glory. When he sees the disappointment spread across your face from your house being so basic compared to his spectacular creation, he uses his magic to form a icing sugar snow cloud over yours, endless snow falling over your gingerbread house.

“Thank you daddy” you say, fluttering your eyelashes once again as you lean up and press a soft kiss onto his cheek.

After finishing making the houses he sits you on the counter, your dress pooling over the cold surface raising it up to your mid thigh. Grabbing the rest of the mixed icing sugar in a bowl you start eating it with a spoon. Gradually becoming more impatient for Loki’s attention you resort to sliding your finger into the icing, sucking it teasingly from yourself.

“Good girls don’t tease little one, don’t start something you can’t finish” he growls, grabbing your thighs on the counter and spreading them open, standing in between your open legs. Wrapping them around his waist you take a finger tips worth of icing and place it on the end of his nose. As you do he gives you an exacerbated smile before booping your nose with his. With icing sugar now on both of you, you giggle before licking it off, him doing the same to you. Desperate for more attention you lift a spoon full of icing to your mouth. After seductively sucking some from the spoon, a little drops down onto your chest, the low neckline of your dress allowing it to flow down the valley of your breasts.

“Whoops” you say with a playful smile, pulling down the shoulders of your dress down your arms slightly, the neckline of your dress resting just above your nipples. Loki’s eyes immediately roaming down your neck and semi uncovered chest, his grip on your thighs tightening.

“Oh my love, what a mess you’ve made. Let daddy help you” he says, his mouth immediately settling on your neck, kissing and licking his way down until he reaches the peak of your breast.

Harshly he pulls the top of your dress down leaving your chest bare, your nipples immediately stiffening in the cool winter air of the kitchen as he licks a stripe between the valley of your breasts, licking the sugary liquid into his mouth. He continues until all of the icing sugar is cleaned from your chest, moving to the peaks of your breasts he sucks each nipple into his mouth, swirling and flicking over them with his tongue.

Resuming his journey down your body he kisses down your stomach, lifting you slightly from the counter and pulling your dress down your legs, moving your ass closer to the edge. Sliding your panties to the side he places a soft kiss to your clit before his tongue slides over your entrance.

“Mhm, you taste sweeter than sugar, princess” he moans into your heat, swirling his tongue around in your ever growing wetness. The want for more overwhelming you as you run your hand through his hair, the other hand propping yourself up on the counter as your thighs tighten around his head. Using your hand in his hair for stability you grind your heat against his open mouth as you feel your climax building. Immediately his movement on your heat stops, darting back up to you his hand wraps violently around your throat as he pushes you back against the counter. The air knocked from your lungs as your back hits the cold marble, Loki towering over you, his face above yours as his fingers circle your clit.

“You cum when I say you cum little girl. And if you want it you better beg” he says, his hand still wrapped around your throat as his hard length is pressed against your heat, grinding yourself against him.

Before you can reach your climax he pulls you from the counter, placing you on your knees on the floor, your back pressed against the kitchen cabinet. With his hand still around your throat he gestures for you to undo his trousers. Popping the buttons open his length springs free, swiftly he brings his length to your mouth, swiping his thumb over your lips to encourage you to open up for him. You quickly open your mouth, flattening your tongue and sticking it out to take all of him in. Your wet muscle licks down the base of his cock as you take as much of him inside your mouth as you can. It doesn’t take long for him to start fucking your mouth, his hand still wrapped around your throat making you gasp for air any time he allows you. His hand intertwining in your hair he holds your head still, pressing the back of your head against the cabinets. As his length hits the back of your throat you gag slightly, your noises only encouraging Loki’s climax as he rides out his high within your mouth. His warm liquid flowing down your throat as be holds you still underneath him, some of his cum slides out of the sides of your mouth.

“Swallow, all of it princess” he says looking down at you with a villainous smile, his cock still firmly down your throat as you swallow around him earning a lust filled moan from Loki.

“Good girl” he says as he pulls you up to him, kissing you he tastes himself on your lips as he lifts you onto the counter again. Ripping your panties off in one fist he lifts the fabric to his face breathing in your aroma before shoving the ripped remainders into his trousers back pocket. You can feel your wetness has pooled down your legs as he spreads you open, swiping his still hard cock through your folds causing you to whine for more. Holding yourself up with both hands he wraps one arm around the back of your hips before thrusting full force into your tight entrance, making you scream out in pleasure. As he lets go of his length he wraps his hand around your neck again, the blood immediately rushing to your head as you let out choked moans into his kiss. Your climax quickly building again you wrap your legs around his hips, his kisses becoming more messy as he bites your lip hard almost causing you to bleed. Your velvet walls gripping him tightly as you feel yourself pulsating on his length.

“Norns, can you feel what your doing to me little princess” he growls out into your kiss, his hand on your back digging his nails into your supple skin.

“Is this what you wanted? For your god to breed you” he grunts in a sinful tone, your mind fucked into a blank silence as you take in the feeling of him moving within you.

“For your master to fill your little womb with my royal seed” you nod instantly, as his climax begins building once again you feel yourself teetering on the edge of bliss.

“Cum for me princess, show me how much you want it” his hand loosening from around your throat as it slides down your body landing on your clit, circling your sensitive bud ferociously. After a few simple strokes your orgasm overwhelms you, your body falling limp in his arms as your form convulses with pleasure, your loud bliss filled moans echoing off the walls of the large kitchen.

His own orgasm hastily follows yours, the sensation of your walls gripping his length encouraging his climax as he releases his warm liquid inside you. He bites into your shoulder leaving teeth marks, riding out his pleasure within you as he continues to rub circles into your sensitive bundle of nerves.

Once you have both regained your breaths he pulls out of you, his cum spilling out of onto the kitchen counter as he moves. Kneeling before you he places his mouth back over your heat, licking up the last of the mess he caused. His flattened tongue slipping from your clit to your entrance, darting in and out of you until he has cleaned you all up.

“Come on love” he says as he stands again, lifting you from the counter, your arms wrapped around his still clothed shoulders as he carry’s you to the bathroom.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, then as a reward my princess can try the gingerbread we made” he says pressing soft kisses onto your lips and nose as you giggle within his grip.

In the bath together he cleans every inch of you, the bath filled with bubbles almost over flowing as he tickles you. Afterwards you snuggle in bed while watching films, Loki feeding you never ending amounts of gingerbread and Christmas snacks before falling asleep in his arms.

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kyyuri · 2 years

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to be or not !- yang jungwon

22! she what (written +smau)

★彡 synopsis: what happens when y/n, who is hopelessly pinning over her best friend, jungwon- gets betrayed by not one, but both of them ?! and what happens when jungwon falls for her despite all odds ?

permanent taglist and taglist 2 is open ! send an ask to be inside !!

word count: 767

a/n: happy valentines day !!

jungwon dragged his feet to the council room. he didnt feel like dealing with any responsibilities or anyone to be frank today. after what happened yesterday, he felt beyond horrible for making yujin feel so upset with him. he shouldnt have pushed it so far. he could tell that yujin was clearly not having it when she pulled the government name and truth be told, he felt a shiver down his spine when she sent that. but still, he had to stand his ground for what was right…

jungwon pushed open the council room door and flung his bag towards the sofa before trudging towards the files with his work in it. he was going to apologise to yujin for being too harsh after school today but mr oh decided that he wanted the logistics list to be submitted by today, thus putting all his plans on halt. he started to scribble down the items angrily, frustrated at how his plans were ruined. he wasnt even sure if yujin would apologise to you and if his relationship could still be fixed at this point. there were so many things clouding his mind, he didnt even notice you enter the room until u dragged the chair from one of the tables. “yn..?“ he whispered. “yes ?” you didnt even bother looking up. “what are you doing here ? theres no meeting today.” jungwon’s voice seemed to have soften a lot when he is around you. “ im proof reading the first proposal to find any possible mistakes that could cause problems in the event. if im not wanted here i can leav-“ “no ! stay.” jungwon exclaimed, maybe a little too enthusiastically.

although the two of you worked in silence, jungwon felt slightly comforted. it wasnt very awkward for him and he was glad that you were at least there to accompany him. its been a while since he hung out with someone that was NOT his girlfriend. time seemed to have passed by very quickly with you by his side. it was already 5pm and raining by the time he was done with his work and yet you were still grinding. “yn ..? im going to leave first alright ? take care. bye yn.” you simply gave him a little wave and with that he took off.

standing by the entrance of the school building, he stared at the pouring rain. jungwon knew that he forgot his umbrella and he didnt have his blazer to use it as cover since he gave his spare one to you. “won ..?” he heard a voice call out to him. he whipped his head around to see his girlfriend walking towards him. “yu ? havent you gone home ?” “i was waiting for you.. i wanted to tell you that.. i apologised to yn already.” a smile finally appeared on jungwons face “im proud of you babe. lets go home, okay?” he gave her a tight hug. “but won.. i dont have an umbrella and it’s raining heavily. you know how much i hate getting sick…” yujin pouted. “how about this… ill run to the nearest convenience store and get us an umbrella. hmm ?” “you’ll do that for me ?” jungwon nodded and with that, he placed his bag near yujin and muttered a quick “ill be back” before taking off in the rain.

as much as he hated getting sick too, his girlfriend’s health mattered more. once he reached the nearest convenience store, he was shivering and sneezing, completely soaked. he grabbed an umbrella and was about to pay when he remembered that you were still in school. “yn doesnt have a habit of bringing umbrellas because she thinks its too heavy… the rain doesnt seem to be stopping any time soon. i should get her one too incase.” he ended up buying two and sprinted back to school.

“won ! youre back !” yujin cheered. “lets go !” she grabbed jungwons bag and handed it to him. “um babe, before we leave i need to give this umbrella to someone. it’ll be quick i promise !” yujin gave me a little threatening gaze “that person better not be a girl.” jungwon gave an awkward chuckle “n-no… of course not ! im giving it to sunoo ! ill be right back.” he took off to the room you were in, panting, he placed the umbrella on your table. “be safe on your way home. the floor might be slippery.” he didnt even give you a chance to react and immediately left, to not keep yujin waiting too long.

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uppermocns-moved · 3 years

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𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀

eren, connie, armin, levi, jean + headcanons about your first date

cw: modernverse, gender-nonspecific

𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗷𝗮𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗿

picks you up in the afternoon and greets you with a lil wave as you walk to his car

lets you plug your phone into the aux cord as a romantic gesture

it’s a casual date so he’s wearing something like a graphic tee, cuffed black jeans, skate shoes, and a jacket tossed into the backseat incase it gets cold. maybe a couple rings and a hair tie around his wrist.

you do something fun and goofy like go to one of those paint-a-ceramic places and paint something for each other

it’s funny watching eren concentrate so hard to make his look good – his hair is tied into a messy half-bun to stay out of his face his eyebrows are furrowed and his tongue is slightly poking from the corner of his mouth.

both pieces turn out hilariously bad but you cherish them for the rest of your life.

it’s the kind of date that you don’t want to end, so you just hop from one thing to another until it’s late and he’s gotta take you home.

he’d definitely hold your hand (fingers interlocked) and swing it while you walk

he would also take a cute mirror selfie of the two of you and put it on his story, not scared to show off his cute date and the content smile on his face

doesn’t mind kissing on the first date but follows your lead entirely – if you wanna wait, that’s fine. if you wanna take the car to a scenic lookout and make out in the back seat, that’s cool too.

you definitely steal a kiss before getting out of his car and he’ll tell you to text him when you get in safe

bonus second date – picnic at a park. eren picks a flower and tucks it into your hair.

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿

he picks you up at night to go do something energetic and fun, like grabbing dinner before you go bowling

(bonus points if you both suck at it – then you can use the bumpers and have an equal advantage)

it’s casual so he’s wearing a tee shirt tucked into jeans, sneakers, and a chain. maybe a flannel/dark denim jacket over the top but it stays in the car.

connie makes you laugh with all the weird ways he launches the ball down the lane

definitely slips over the line and face plants at some point

afterwards, you spend a couple hours in the arcade playing skeeball and he shows you how he can always get the jackpot in stacker.

taking cute pictures in the photobooth (he puts them on his story and keeps his copy in his phone case)

not much affection is exchanged because of the active nature, but he’ll keep a hand on your lower back and kiss you/your cheek for your pictures.

you pool all your tickets together and get matching spooky glow in the dark spider rings

the ride home is spent blasting music with all the windows down. you have a dramatic singalong to bohemian rhapsody.

he’ll intentional take the long way home so you can keep talking and having a good time.

bonus second date – last-minute lunch date and thrifting.

𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘁

picks you up in the evening, right around sunset. similar to eren, he greets you with a lil wave and reaches over to open your door for you.

immediately offers to let you control the music once he starts driving, whether you wanna plug your phone in or just unlock his (he trusts you already).

he’s wearing a big corduroy jacket over a tee, cuffed jeans and sneakers. there’s a pair of glasses hanging from his shirt just in case he needs them, and a couple rings on his fingers.

you’re both a little shy – lots of sneaking glances and blushing.

conversation is natural, though!

armin gently takes your hand when you get out of the car (after asking permission) and interlocks your fingers together. holding hands with you feels natural to him.

you walk around a bookstore together, pointing out your favorites, picking out interesting reads, and getting drinks from the cafe before cozying up on one of the couches.

armin puts his arm around you and you lean into his chest while he reads to you.

there’s tension every time you look up at him. your lips are so close and all he can think about is closing the distance and kissing you (you end up kissing him).

he holds your hand on the ride home and you lean over the center console to kiss him again before you leave.

you definitely facetime for three hours once he’s home

bonus second date – science museum!

𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗶 𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻

you meet each other at a coffee/tea/wine lounge for drinks before going to an art museum

levi didn’t want you to be waiting on him, so he guaranteed he’d get there first by showing up an hour early. he doesn’t tell you that, though.

semi-casual attire – he’s wearing a real nice quality knit sweater tucked into black pants and a belt, and dress shoes. maybe two rings and a watch to accessorize. his hair is purposefully disheveled.

as composed as he looks, his heart is pounding in his chest.

compliments you with a genuine “you look really nice.”

you both have a glass of wine before ordering tea. he insists you get whatever you want, he’s paying.

he’s a little more reserved and not a big fan of pda, so he doesn’t initiate a lot of physical touch – however, he doesn’t mind when you wanna lean into his side or link arms while you walk together.

phone stays in his pocket the whole time because he wants to stay engaged and in the moment with you.

he tells you he had a wonderful time and sincerely means it. maybe kisses you on the hand.

stays with you to make sure you get a ride home safe (you both didn’t want to drive if you were having wine) and makes sure to check in on you later that night.

bonus second date – you take one of those wine and painting classes together. someone tells you you’re a very cute couple and it makes him smile.

𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗶𝗻

good ol’ dinner and a movie. he meets you there and keeps a hand on the small of your back while he opens the door for you.

he’s wearing a tee that fits his broad shoulders and chest just right, black jeans, and a green shirt jacket. his outfit is lightly accessorized with rings on his fingers and you can spot a few ear piercings.

probably has the audacity to apologize for his appearance because he just got off work and didn’t have a lot of time.

he does the classic yawn-and-stretch to put his arm around you and you rest your head on his shoulder.

doesn’t use seeing a movie as an excuse to grope you or try and fool around in the dark.

the movie something stimulating and perplexing so you can talk about it over dinner later. maybe a psychological horror/thriller.

you get in playful arguments and debates over your vastly different interpretations.

no kissing on the first date, but he does think about how badly he wants to kiss you at least 34 times during the night.

he walks you back to your car with an arm around your waist and asks you to let him know when you get home safe.

bonus second date – jean picks you up from work/class and you have a nice romantic dinner. he gently kisses your forehead when he takes you home.

𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥? 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵

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the-witty-pen-name · 3 years

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The Nanny Pt. 1

Lee Bodecker x Nanny!F!Reader

18+

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, implied age gap (reader is in her 20s), cursing, Sandy and Carl being bad parents, 18+ content in later chapters

Summary:

Based on this Request: The reader moves to Meade/Knockemstiff while answering an advertisement for a nanny in the paper. We learn that the ad was posted by Sandy, who has the reader watch her child whenever she and Carl leave to do their secret thing. After one of these trips, Sandy and her husband never return, so the reader is left caring for their baby. With the new investigation into these events, she meets Sandy’s brother Lee, the older, out of shape, alcoholic bachelor, and they are suddenly thrown into each others lives as he begins looking into his sister’s disappearance. Through it all, Lee starts to fall for her, and they slowly become a family.

A/N: Here is the first part of my newest series and I want to thank the anon who reached out to me with this idea!

If I missed anything I should include as a warning that I missed please let me know!

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“Damn it, Sandy, can’t you handle that?” Carl yells from his dark room as the baby starts crying again.

“Fuck you, Carl,” Sandy shouts back, hurrying to put out her cigarette before heading to the nursery.

Their little girl was just about a year old, and neither one of them knew what they were doing. Carl was incredibly indifferent and despite her honest attempts at motherhood, Sandy’s maternal instincts never kicked in like she thought it would happen. Carl was annoyed that it cut into their time they would be on trips. They weren’t able to photograph models with the baby on the road, so he’d been itching to get back on the road.

“Is she hungry?” he shouts back, not even bothering to take his eyes off of the most recent photographs he had been developing.

“I just fed her!”

“Then why is she crying?”

“Fuck if I know,” Sandy shouts back exasperated. She scooped up the baby from her crib and started to rock her back and forth in her arms. Sandy also tried burping her, humming a little lullaby she made up on the fly… no luck. She walks around the house with the baby on her hip, trying to rock her back to sleep.

“We haven’t able to get back on the road in a year,” Carl says, clearly frustrated.

“That ain’t purely my fault,” she spits back, “Takes two to make a baby, Carl.”

“Fuck I know,” he groans, “But I need new inspiration. If I take one more picture of nature…”

“If she’s such a hindrance, pay for a damn sitter like I suggested months ago,” she counters.

“We can’t have no stranger walking around the house Sandy,” he points out.

“Just keep your damn room locked, it’s not a huge deal,” Sandy sighs. “Besides, no one is gonna snoop around if you pay ‘em enough. You damn well produce your own incriminating evidence; you should always have that room locked anyways.”

“We only have to worry about your damn brother,” Carl points out, “We hire a fucking sitter that’s two people we need to worry about.”

“You’re just to goddamn cheap to hire somebody,” Sandy states, moving back towards the nursery, the baby now snoring softly.

“You know what? Fine,” Carl says defeated. “But you’re in charge of putting the ad out and hiring somebody.”

“Thank you,” she says in a sing song tone, happy she got her way. But the moment of quiet that follows is short lived as they baby starts crying again.

“Please for the love of God can you just take care of that?” Carl yells, and the argument circles back to the beginning.

You had sat in the small dinner in the corner booth hunched over the newspaper and nursing your now cold cup of coffee. You had just arrived in Knockemstiff and were looking for work. “Any leads?” Julie asked as she topped off your coffee. Julie was your roommate. You had found her the same way you were currently looking for a job. You must have answered at least ten terrible Roommate Wanted ads until you had found Julie. The two of you now share an apartment- the top floor of a three-family owned by a sweet older couple.

“Thank you,” you say without looking up from scanning the ads. “Maybe this one?” You say pointing to one of the ads. She looks to see her manager stepped out for his smoke break before sliding in the booth across from you. You slide the paper over to her and she reads the ad out loud.

NANNY NEEDED Knockemstiff, Ohio

Couple that travels for work in need of a nanny for one-year-old daughter.

Temporary live-in position for several weeks at a time. Pay negotiable.

Call Sandy Henderson at the below number.

“I can sublet the room temporarily while you stay there,” Julie offers. “It’s a pretty vague offer,” she continues. “I wouldn’t commit until you call and speak to that Sandy woman.”

“Oh, I’m sure I’ll need to be interviewed,” you agree. “What kind of people are comfortable just leaving their baby for weeks at a time with a perfect stranger?”

“Paul is still out back I think,” she chuckles, “I’ll let you use the wall phone.”

You take a seat at one of the stools at the counter, and she dials the number for you and then passes you the receiver. You mouth a thank you and she waves her hand in dismissal as she heads over to take someone’s order.

“Whaddya want?” the woman on the other end answers abruptly.

“Oh, I’m calling about the ad in the paper regarding the nanny position. Is it still available?”

“Oh, shit. I’m so sorry, hun,” the woman says, now in a much nicer tone. “Thought it was my brother calling. Yes, it is, and we need it filled as soon as possible. When are you available?”

“For an interview?” You ask.

“Yeah,” she says mumbled, like she is dangling a cigarette from her mouth. “Can you come today?”

“Oh, wow. Yes, I can,” you reply.

“Great, um, you got a pen? Take down this address.”

About two hours, a change of clothes and a cab ride later, you were standing outside a house towards the end of town. It was a little run down, but what building in this town wasn’t? You were a little nervous of course, but it was also the most unconventional way you have gotten an interview. Part of you was relieved, because the woman on the phone sounded real, not phony, but the circumstances still made you uneasy. Julie had the address and said you’d call when you got back to the taxi dispatch.

“Welcome, welcome,” Sandy smiled, opening up the door for you. She had one hand on the doorknob and one of the cutest babies you’d ever seen in the other. “Come on in, make yourself comfortable.”

“Who is this?” you coo, leaning down to the baby’s eye level. “She’s darling.”

“This little sweetheart is Valerie,” Sandy smiles, passing the baby to you. “She’s so well-behaved. Hardly ever cries.”

“She’s adorable,” you smile, as the baby cuddles up close, resting her head on your shoulder. “I didn’t properly introduce myself on the phone. (Y/N) (Y/L/N).”

“I’m Sandy,” she introduces herself. “Please take a seat on the couch, get comfortable. I hate things that are so formal. Bleh.”

You take a seat on the couch, and readjust the little girl in your arms so she’s sitting on your lap and her back is resting against you so she is supported.

“So, my husband and I are on the road a lot, usually,” she begins, “We took some time off when we had Valerie, but we really need to start working again, you understand.”

“Of course, what do you both do?” you ask politely.

“We’re photographers,” she beams, “Mostly nature and landmarks- which reminds me! We have a darkroom in the house, but that door will be locked when you’re staying here. We don’t want any damage to any of the negatives we have stored in there you understand. Everywhere else in the house is yours to explore! And of course we gotta spare bedroom you can call your own.”

“Fair enough,” you joke.

“So, tell me about yourself, honey,” she smiles, crossing her legs in the armchair where she sat.

“Well, I just moved here a few weeks ago actually,” you begin, “I just recently finished school, and now I’m looking for work. I just got my degree in early childcare from the state college.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” she says with a clap of her hands. “So, you’re local?”

“Yes, I live in town.”

“Excellent! We’d also love for this to be like an on-call thing as well, you know for date nights and things like that for times when we’re home. Like for a few hours here and there. And of course, we’ll always live money for groceries or whatever you need on top of your pay for emergencies incase Valerie needs formula or diapers or anything.”

“Perfect,” you smile, surprised how well the conversation was going. Sandy was easy-going and nice to talk to. The two of you sat and talked for a little under an hour, her asking all the standard questions you anticipated. You also were able to ask her some more of your own questions as well. It was the most effortless interview you had been on easily.

“I’m sorry you weren’t able to meet Carl today,” she says when she is showing you out. “But hun, I feel confident to offer you the job. We haven’t had many applicants and you’re the most qualified one I’ve spoken to. The job is yours if you want it?”

“When can I start?” you smile, making her laugh.

“Your number is on the resume, right?” she says, scooping up the baby. You nod, waving goodbye to the baby and then saying goodbye to Sandy.

“I’ll call you when I speak to Carl, but I think once he knows he’ll want to head out as soon as we can. Plan for Sunday,” she says as you get into the cab.

Just like she had promised, you get a call from Sandy on Saturday afternoon asking you to show up the next morning at 9. You spend the day packing up your clothes and anything else you’d need for a few weeks. Sandy said they’d be back in two weeks but you pack for three just in case. Julie was also nice enough to help you. You didn’t need to do much. Ever since you had settled in Knockemstiff, you had been pretty lazy with unpacking and for once procrastination played out in your favor.

Julie insisted on taking you out to celebrate that night before starting your job tomorrow. There was a small little bar, a little shack of a place just on the outside of town you went to. Julie had a car and you drove, anticipating she’d have a lot more to drink than you. It was a hotter summer night, so you drove with the windows down and the radio playing a little louder than you normally would.

The outside was decorated with string lights of primary colors and the wooden awning looked like it was one more storm away from collapsing. But the atmosphere inside was to die for. The jukebox was playing loud dance music, and the place was crowded. Empty recycled glasses lined the walls on a high shelf as decoration along with weathered posters of anything Americana. A row of motorcycles and trucks were parked outside the little place and it looked like a pileup from how crowded the lot was. People lingered outside as well, and you both hoped you’d find seats inside.

The two of you found a high-top table and Julie made her way up to the bar, skillfully maneuvering through the crowd to grab you both some drinks. You let your eyes wandering, surveying the room and just people watching. Couples were dancing closely to the music that was rattling the jukebox, and a group of people were sitting at the bar huddles in to watch the little black and white portable television. You also noticed a group of men in uniform several tables down, local police. They weren’t paying any attention to anyone but their own conversation, except one.

He just so happened to have looked up just as your eyes landed on their table. Steel blue eyes cutting across everything and just staring right back into yours. It was a fraction of a second and his gaze was broken by Julie taking her seat across from you. You cleared your throat, and finally allowed yourself to exhale. You felt her raise an eyebrow at you but she didn’t press, just gave you a knowing smirk you brushed off. You still felt his gaze on you even if your view was now obstructed.

Sandy and Carl were in a rush when you arrived in the morning. Sandy ran you through the details of where everything was kept and told you that she would call to check in when she could when they made stopped. She helped you carry your bags in from the trunk of the taxi while Carl packed their bags in their car. He was polite enough, but you felt in your gut to just keep your distance. Sandy led you upstairs to the guest room she told you she worked to clean out for you. It was simple, a bed and a dresser with a small closet. She said it mostly had been storage and her weekend project had been clearing it out for you. It was simple, but good enough for you for sure. You thanked her and she dismissed it saying you were the one doing her a favor, making you laugh.

The whole ordeal was very hurried. Carl was rushing to get on the road as soon as possible and you could tell he was clearly irritated at how long Sandy was taking showing you around and explaining things about Valerie. Carrying the baby in your arms, you finally were settled in to your new role and Sandy gave one more big hug and a kiss on Valerie’s head before rushing down to the car. You waved to the pair of them from the small front porch, Sandy looking back and waving to the baby from the passenger seat until they were out of your line of vision.

The first day was a little daunting. New space, living in a house that isn’t yours and a baby babbling in your arms. She was a sweet thing, and she already had taken a liking to you. Heading over to her nursery, you saw that she had a little play pen folded up in the corner of the nursery and you quickly set it up in your room so you could unpack while keeping an eye on her. She babbled just happy utter nonsense to you while you navigated around the space and her big eyes just followed you, just watching you was entertaining for her for now. You were a new face and she was entertained just by that for now.

A few hours later, Valerie had settled down for a nap in the early afternoon. She was sleeping soundly in her crib and you were getting formula ready for when she woke up. It was quiet, the only noise in the house was the small sounds of your own rustling in the kitchen. You wondered when you would hear from Sandy, if it would be later tonight or in a couple of days. You just were lost in your own thoughts when you were startled by a loud knocking on the door. Instantly, Valerie began to cry. You wiped your hands quickly on the skirt of your dress before grabbing her. You rested her on your hip and rocked her gently, shushing her to calm down while you went to grab the door.

The first thing your eyes saw were the same blue eyes who was looking at you at the bar last night. The man’s eyebrows furrowed and he looked really confused. He had one hand rested on his hip and the other against the doorframe, but he stood up straight when he saw it wasn’t who he expected. Your eyes then went down to the shiny Sheriff’s Badge fixed in place on his uniform.

“Who are you?” he asks abruptly. “Where’s Sandy?”

“Sandy and Carl left this morning,” you explain, not sure if he recognizes you. “I’m their nanny.”

He laughs and shakes his head as he looks down, almost like he doesn’t believe you, or he just doesn’t believe the situation. “Carl? Carl Henderson hired a nanny?” he scoffs and you nod, holding Valerie a little closer. The little girl rubs her eyes and yawns, when her eyes flutter open, she looks at the stranger in the doorway and immediately reaches out to signal she wants to be held by him. You ignore her resistance to wanting to be in your arms until you get more information about why the Sheriff is at their doorstep, though she obviously knows him.

“I’m Sandy’s brother,” he explains, “Did she say when they were coming back?” He doesn’t try to hold the baby yet, just holds out one of his fingers and her little hand holds onto it tightly.

“Two weeks.”

“They hire a complete stranger to watch my niece and live in their house unsupervised while they drive around?” he scoffs, shaking his head again in disbelief.

“I’m more than qualified…”

“It’s not a jab at you, sweetheart,” the man tries to explain, “More so a reflection on my sister and her husband is all. They are… fairly selfish people and I wished this situation surprises me more than it does.”

“Should I tell her you came by when she calls?” you ask.

“If she calls,” the man chuckles, “Sure, let her know Lee stopped by to visit.”

“You don’t think she will?” you ask, tilting your head.

“We’ll see,” Lee shrugs, “Do I know you from somewhere?” He rests his arm back up on the doorframe and looks down to the baby again, extending out his free hand to her again and scrunching her cheeks.

“I don’t know,” you shrug, not wanting to admit you remembered seeing him last night. He purses his lips together and nods, not pressing further. He pushes off from the doorframe and puts his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket.

“Must’ve been in a dream then,” he smirks, and you feel your cheeks flush. He walks down the steps and back towards his cop car. “What did you say your name was?” he asks, turning back around.

“I didn’t,” you chuckle.

“Hmm,” he nods, and raises his eyebrows, waiting for you to fill in the blank. You tell him your name and he repeats it back to you like he’s thinking about it, trying it out to see how it sounds.

“Well,” he says, standing behind the open driver’s door, “Good luck, and I hope Sandy proves me wrong. Let me know if she calls.”

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cades-outsider · 3 years

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Johnny Cade X Reader *SMUT*

Warnings: Your first time with Johnny Cade

Irresistible

The feeling of Johnny's touch always lingered on your skin, his burning touch sent sensations that ran through your veins in such a way. It left goosebumps on your skin, the kind of goosebumps that only Johnny could give you.

The sensation was almost like nothing you had ever felt before, his touch only ever made your skin burn with anticipation in the best way possible. It made your heart race ten times the normal speed.

Your pupils would dilate times ten, so much so that your eyes would cloud up with love and lust only towards Johnny. Your cheeks would brighten from the inside effect he could cause. Your chest would tighten from anticipation and excitement. Every part of you felt like it was on fire just by Johnny lightly caressing your skin.

You didn't know this, but your touch did the exact same for Johnny Cade. His moans and drawn out whimpers would let anyone know how desperate he was for your touch. The same tingling sensation would run through his veins causing him to let out a strain of moans from the contact of just your finger tips or your lips in contact with the sensitive skin on his neck.

You and Johnny had never had sex before, the farthest you both had went were intimate make outs. You hadn't even seen each other naked yet, for Johnny the farthest he's ever went was sliding his hands under your shirt and resting them on yours hips; not wanting to go any further incase you go uncomfortable.

For you the farthest you went with Johnny was grinding against him, Johnny was to shy to ask for anything and he was to shy to do something about it. He didn't want to go over boundaries, and sometimes he was too afraid to ask so you both would just end the make out with slow pecks and hand movements.

Neither you or Johnny were experienced, so when it finally did happen it would be both of your firsts. The Curtis's were having a family dinner with the whole gang, and being apart of the gang with Johnny they insisted you both came and stayed for their annual family dinner.

Johnny agreed but only if you were going, you agreed as well wanting to spend time with your second family. Well technically they would be more like your first since you barley seen your real family, they were always gone on job trips or vacation. You were happy that they didn't drag you alone to say the least, that meant you got to spend extra time with Johnny.

The times your parents weren't home which would usually be all the time; as of now your parents were home but resting for a trip they had planned the next day ahead. During these times when your parents weren't home you would take Johnny in and let him stay with you, you'd feed him, let him take showers, wash his clothes, and let him sleep in your room with you with the price of cuddles of course.

Both you and Johnny entered the Curtis's cozy home, everyone greeted you both with warm welcoming smiles and greetings. As always Darry came out of the kitchen wearing an old apron, drying his wet hands on the apron that rested around his waist as he let out a warm smile "make yourselves' at home" He tilts his head to the unoccupied couch.

You grabbed Johnny's hand with a warm smile and walked over to the couch, after greeting everyone yourselves you and Johnny take a seat close by. The room was always a bit tight considering there was only two rocking chairs, a love seat that could hold four people and a coffee table.

You sat closer to the arm of the couch, Johnny sitting so close to you your arms and legs were touching. Not that you minded, but his touch always just seemed to make your body light up in flames. A small blush covers your cheeks as the small sounds of Mickey Mouse playing ignited the room.

Two-bit sat on the floor as always, with a whole chocolate cake also not surprisingly; he always spoiled his dinner first as Darry would like to call it. You interlocked you and Johnny's hand together, resting both your intwined hands on the middle of your leg but still super close to your thigh.

Your exposed legs and his touch only made your skin burn more with anticipation, you decided it would be a good day to wear your flowered skirt that went just past your mid thigh. Since it was a hot and sunny day out, you also matched it with a black tank top that had a string tied in the middle way of your chest, with your worn out white converses.

Now you were starting to rethink the whole skirt idea, but maybe it would come in handy later on. Soon Dallas entered the house and all of a sudden the once small, quite house was now full of laughter and small talk.

Soon dinner was ready and Darry was calling everybody in the kitchen, Pony boy was setting the plates and silverware. Steve grabbed a few extra chairs for everyone and made room at the table, Darry had made his famous mash potatoes, steak, and vegetables; everyone's favorite.

Everyone over flooded their plates seeing as Darry made enough for three and a half families. You were seated next to Johnny on your left and Pony boy on your right. Everyone said grace before digging in and stuffing their faces with delight.

"This is really somethin' Darr" Dallas complimented with his face full, as everyone followed behind with praises and thank you's of the food.

Darry responded with a simple 'Thank you' in return before stuffing his face. Soon everyone was stuffed from the nice meal, though once Two-bit finished swallowing his last bite he sighed stuffed before standing up from his seat "I got the chocolate cake" he sates before rushing to the counter and grabbing the cake causing everyone to let out a little chuckle.

Everyone was able to eat a thin slice of chocolate cake while Two-bit on the other hand was back at his mission of sitting on the floor watching Mickey and eating the rest of the cake using his hands.

Darry collected all the empty plates and silverware before placing them in the sink, starting to wash the dishes. You kissed Johnny on the cheek and let him know you were going to help Darry with the dishes. He responded with a gentle nod before pecking your lips and taking a seat on the couch beside Dallas, Dallas immediately grabbed Johnny in a head lock and ruffled up his hair.

"Hey Darr, need some help" You offer, walking over to the sink.

"Sure Y/n, that'd be nice" He smiles moving over to let you stand by the strainer, while he washed and rinsed the dishes you dried them off with the kitchen towel given to you.

In a matter of five minutes you both had managed to finish up the dishes faster than just one person would've. Walking into the living room you take an open seat beside Johnny, resting your head on his shoulder to which Johnny lays his head against yours and snuggles into your side.

Soon the laughter and fun times ended once the sun went down and it started getting dark, you and Johnny said your goodbyes but before you could leave the porch Dallas came running over to Johnny. He tugged him away for a second before slipping something in Johnny's hands, it reflected off of the moonlight and you could tell it was a packet of some sort.

Once Johnny took a look at whatever it was he quickly shoved it in his Jean jackets pocket with an embarrassed blush covering his features "good luck" Dallas grinned, with a cheeky wink as he walked back into the house.

Johnny walked back up to you and slipped one of his hands in yours while his other rested in his pocket. It was quite chilly out, causing Johnny's small frame to shake from the cool air. You only shook once but that was enough for Johnny to pull off his jacket and drape it over your shoulders, your head snapped up to Johnny's.

"Johnny m' fine really, here" You tried to give it back to him but he refused to take it back, his small frame still shaking.

"Nah' Y/n I'm good really" He tries, but you clearly see behind his shaking features.

Grabbing Johnny's arm you lift up the jacket letting his arm slide through the collar but also draped around your shoulders, as you drape your shoulder around his letting the jacket cover his freezing frame.

You look up at Johnny, catching his loving gaze as he stares back at you. No one had ever really put him first like you have, even if he protested against something like this you always found a positive way to help the situation.

You smiled up at him shyly as you both continue to walk down the road, "wanna' come to my house?" You question.

He shakes his head "your parents' are there I wouldn't want to intrude" He says.

"You wouldn't, you never do... but how about' we go to the lot then?" You question curiously.

Johnny looks up at you "yeah, that'd be nice" He smiles small.

A couple more minutes of walking and you both arrived at the lot, the moon reflecting on the old seat car seat that you and Johnny have cuddled on many times. Johnny removes his arms from the jacket to grab his lighter and lighting a couple of dead leaves placing them on top of the wood, causing the sticks and limbs to ignite a warm fire.

You rest your hands in Johnny's jacket pockets before feeling a sharp paper like object touch your finger pads, while Johnny was busy rearranging the limbs to keep the fire going you slipped out the golden packet from the pocket that read 'durex: one latex condom'.

You soon heard the steering of leaves and branches come to a halt causing you to move your gaze to Johnny. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were slightly bulged open as well. There was a loud silence, the only thing that could be heard was the burning of the fire.

You walked over to Johnny and sat down on the seat next to him, Johnny's gaze followed you as his expression never changed. "So this is what Dal' slipped you eh?" You giggle slightly, something you only found yourself doing with Johnny.

A bright red blush covers Johnny's features as he looks down embarrassed but slowly nods, confirming it was in fact what Dal had slipped him.

You lift his head up with your pointer finger, your eyes meeting once against you raise one of your legs and place it on the other side of Johnny now fully straddling his waist.

Johnny gulps nervously as your body's continue to touch each other's, you gently caress Johnny's arm with the pads of your fingers causing goosebumps to ride down his spine. He continues to watch your every move, studying your features like none before.

"Johnny I'm ready" You mumble softly, looking into his soft brown orbs.

"Wait. Are you sure?" He mumbles resting his hands just above your hips.

"Yes, are you ready?" You question softly.

"I am" He gives consent, a small blush forming across his cheeks due to this conversation.

He was terrified, what if's kept running through his mind 'what if you don't like it?' 'What if I'm bad?' 'What if she leaves me?'. He hadn't ever been in this position before and this meant a lot to him, because it was a sign of love for your partner and he didn't want to dis-satisfy and disappoint.

You place your hands gently on his cheeks and bring him into a loving kiss, fireworks go off, your lips tingle against one another, slowly but surely the kiss started to heat up along with the speed.

You were now both hungry for each other, you pulled away for air but immediately placed your lips against the sensitive skin around his neck, Johnny lowly whimpers in response as his head tilts back. You were starting to get greedy, your kisses became more desperate as did your grinding on his crotch.

Though you kept that at bay not wanting to frighten him. Your breathing started picking up as you nipped and kissed his soft spots on his neck. Johnny felt as if he was floating with the immense pleasure and you haven't even started yet.

You lifted your face from his neck and went back to his lips, closing the gap. You slowed down the kiss, gently you bend your head down a little and take his bottom lip in between your two lips, kissing slowly before moving to his top lip and showing all your attention there. Soon your place your lips on his, he runs his tongue under your bottom lip asking for entrance to which you allow.

His tongue slipping into your mouth, interwinding and fighting for dominance with yours. You pull away slightly for more air, you get a good look at Johnny's eyes and see that they have darkened and lust clouds his eyes as he looks at you lovingly.

You grind your hips against his hardening cock causing him to gasp in shock and in pleasure as he grips your hips and follows your rhythm. You close your eyes and let out a light moan from the stimulation. You never would've pictured Johnny like this, his eyes were practically begging you; speaking words he was to embarrassed to speak himself.

"Johnny..." You whisper, going back to your current position of kissing and nipping at his neck, making sure not to add noticeable loves bites.

"Y/n.. Can-can I touch you" He practically begs out.

"Yes..." You breath out, trying to maintain your breathing.

Gently he grips your hips and turns you over so he's hovering over you, his eyes pierce through your soul. You almost spill out all your dirty thoughts you've had about Johnny right then and there.

It felt like hours as Johnny's brown orbs stare into yours, when in reality it had only been a couple seconds. Everything seems to play in slo-motion as Johnny straddles your waist, knees on either side of your waist. Kneeling down so his forearms are resting beside each side of your head laying on the old seat.

Johnny peppers small kisses around your neck and under your jaw, slowly he makes it down the valley of your breast; not going any further than that he starts sucking on the sensitive skin leaving little loves bites in places that wouldn't show to much.

You run your fingers through his greasy hair, not caring that in return your hand was starting to get greasy from the intense amount of hair grease placed in his hair.

Johnny slips his Jean jacket off your shoulders placing it on the ground next to you, he places gentle kisses all over your exposed shoulders. His hands began to shake from nervousness, this action causes you to lift Johnny's head up with your finger.

"Johnny... are you sure you're ready?" You caress his cheek lovingly.

He nods his head "I'm sure, are you?" He makes sure.

"I am" You confirm, bringing him down to press a loving kiss to his chapped lips.

He fumbles with the string of your top nervously, trying to untie it; his shaking hands not allowing him to do so. Eventually he manages to untie the bow, following with unbuttoning the rest of the buttons with a nervous struggle.

He slips the piece of clothing off your shoulder, exposing your black bra that held a little diamond bow in the middle. You blush as Johnny stares at your chest lovingly, "Y-you're beautiful..." He gasps out.

He doesn't give you to to thank him before placing little kisses above your breasts, gently sucking and creating little love bites causing you to let out a little moan. You tug at the hem of Johnny's black t-shirt, signaling that you wanted it off.

Johnny stops what he's doing to lift up his shirt off of his body now showing of his tan skin. A couple scars rest on his chest and torso, you gently rub your finger pads over some of the old scars. Lifting up your body you rest on your elbows maintaining eye contact as you press a few kisses to his scars and chest causing Johnny to melt in his position.

Johnny blushes as you lean back a little to get the whole view of your Johnny Cade, still resting on your elbows you look up at him with excited eyes. You run a finger down his chest to his stomach, stoping at the hem of his pants that held a very noticeable bulge.

You lift yourself up, wrapping your arms around Johnny neck before bringing you both back down and pulling him into a lust filed kiss. Letting your hands wander you end up being back to the hem of his loose jeans, you let your fingers rest there for a bit as you and Johnny continue to make out.

Soon you start to fumble with the button, then you start unzipping his jeans. You leave it at that before breaking the kiss for air. Johnny lowers his his butterfly kisses to your stomach, soon being face to face with your skirt.

Looking you in the eyes he slips his hands in your skirt, rubbing your thighs as he does so. He grabs the edges of your underwear and tugs them down, licking his lips hungrily as he does so.

Placing them on top of his jean jacket so they don't get dirty he spreads your legs not quite seeing your exposed core yet. "Can I taste you Y/n?" He asks innocently, his breathing picking up as he looks up at you his once light brown eyes now fully black and clouded with lust.

You nod your head furiously your stomach tightening from excitement, lifting your skirt above your thighs your core now being exposed to Johnny. You were so into it you didn't feel embarrassed about showing him your body at all.

He places kisses on your thighs, slowly leaning closer to the place you needed him the most. Looking up at you he wraps his lips around your clit, the feeling of his tongue causing you to gasp at the stimulation.

He continues to swirl his tongue around your clit, flicking faster as your breathing picks up. Johnny gets more confident in his movements as he hears you moan, he speeds things up and slowly starts to add one finger into your now dripping core.

Your eyes roll into the back of your head as he lets you adjust to one finger before slipping in two. You let out a strained whimper as his tongue continues to work on your clit and his two fingers stretching you out, getting you ready for him.

Since this was your first time being eaten out and first time period, your climax comes closer than you would've expected. Your eyes roll back as your hips push farther into Johnny's hold, "I'm gonna cum, Johnny!" You whimper out as your high soon rolls over, causing your hips to stutter and Johnny to moan at the satisfying taste.

He lets you ride out your high before coming back up to you, a panting mess as you try to calm yourself. Johnny's lips glisten in the moonlight as he's covered in your cum. He licks his lips and sucks off his fingers hungrily as his eyes continue to stare into yours.

"You taste amazin'" He moans out as he presses a kiss to your lips before getting up and sitting on the other side of the seat and tugging off his jeans.

Sitting up you wrap your legs around his waist, grinding yourself on his clothed bulge. You run your fingers down his stomach until you get to his boxers "can I?" You blush.

Johnny nods shyly as a blush covers his features, you tug down his boxers revealing his cock that springs out and hits his stomach. You lick your lips as you place the piece of clothing on top of the pile of clothes. You run your finger pad over the tip of his cock smearing the pre cum that rested there.

Johnny's breathing picks up as his head falls back, his mouth falls open and his eyes screw shut; having being touched for the first time. Getting more confident you grab his length and start to stoke his cock in up and down motions, slowly since he was sensitive.

Small moans fall out of Johnny's pink lips, your mouth falls open as you look up at Johnny, his moans turning you on even more. "Oh my..." you mumble lowly, as you continue to stoke his length.

Grabbing the condom that sat beside you, you slow down your motions before stopping causing Johnny to look back up at you. You gently open the packet to the condom, sliding out the lubricated latex. Flipping it to the right side you place the condom on the tip of Johnny's cock before sliding it down correctly.

Johnny watches in amazement as you adjust the condom on his length, you press a loving kiss to his jaw before gazing into his brown orbs "are you ready?" You question, caressing his redden cheek.

Johnny nods furiously as he places his hands above your hips, shakily. Lining up his cock with your entrance, you start to slide down his cock. Your tight walls closing on around Johnny's length, it didn't really hurt as he slipped in your walls but more so stung a bit. It was a very tight fit as you continue to slide down further on his harden cock.

Johnny's eyes slam shut at the tight fit around his length, his breathing picked up as his cheeks reddened along with the tip of his nose. His stomach heaved up and down from your walls closing in on him, his hips stuttered from him being so sensitive but he maintained them as best as he could until you were ready to speed up.

Soon your walls started to get used to Johnny's cock allowing you to speed up your actions, your head rolls back as your chest arches from the stimulation. Just now realizing you weren't completely naked since your bra was still connected to your body, you continue riding Johnny at a medium speed whilst reaching your hands behind your bra strap and unclipping it.

Throwing your bra to the other side finally freeing your breasts, Johnny's eyes widen at the skin burning sight. He looks up with his doe brown eyes, asking to touch you. You nod as you continue to ride Johnny, your boobs bouncing as you do so. Johnny's eyes fall back on your perky breasts before letting his hand trail up from your waist and stomach to your boobs, lightly twisting your harden nipple causing you to moan and roll your hips.

"Oh Y/n~" He all but whimpers as his hands continue to rest on your chest, Johnny throws his head back, mouth gape open, eyes shut as you feel his cock reach your sweet spot.

"Oh my, Johnny" You moan out, skin slapping together as you ignore the burning sensation in your thighs.

Johnny lifts up and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling your heated body closer to his as your motions speed up. Your hands fall to his neck, playing with the little hairs that rested there. His head rests on your chest, his breathing constantly heaving as he feels the burning sensation in his abdomen.

He lets out a muffled whimper against your skin as his cock continues to reach a point past your sweet spot and your walls clench around him greedily. You swirl your hips around his causing Johnny to gasp, "do t-that again' p-please" he begs out, squeezing his eyes closed.

You continue to swirl your hips around his length feeling that same burning sensation in your abdomen. You speed up your actions, ready to reach that point. Johnny places his lips against yours for support as he feels his body shaking from anticipation and also chasing his high.

His hips stutter upwards causing his cock to be buried deeper inside your walls. You moan out into the silent night as your motions only increase, "y/n... I'm gonna' cum" Johnny warns as his breath catches in his throat, you nod your head in agreement.

With one final thrust Johnny cum's in the condom, you're able to feel the warm cum inside you from the thin latex that was preventing him from spilling inside you, that set off your orgasm as you start to cum around his cock. Your hips stutter along with Johnny's creating more friction against your sensitive core.

Once both your highs decrease you slow your movements, not quite quitting as you press a loving kiss to Johnny's lips. He accepts the kiss, only becoming more needy as you run your hands through his hair.

You pull away gently before gazing into Johnny's loving orbs, "that was amazin' Y/n..." he gasps out as you agree, slowing sliding off his cock slowly causing you both to whimper as Johnny's hips stutter in the air.

Before Johnny could slip the condom off you take action and began slowly slipping it off for him and tying it before discarding of the latex in the trash can beside the seat.

You slip on your tank top, not bothering to put your uncomfortable bra on as you hand Johnny his boxer and jeans. Johnny slips on his clothes the same time you do.

Johnny looks at you lovingly as you finish up the buttons on your tank top, half your chest still exposed until you finish buttoning the last button.

You glance at Johnny to see him staring at you, "what?" You smile bashfully.

"You're just'... beautiful" He admires you as you crawl over to him and cuddle into his side, taking his Jean jacket and covering you both up with it.

"That was really breath takin' Johnny" You giggle slightly as you shyly look into his puppy eyes.

Johnny smiles as a blush covers his features "i love you Y/n" Johnny admits as he cuddles into your side.

"I love you Johnny" You smile as you both stare at the burning fire, soon your breathing lured Johnny into a restful and deep sleep, you soon following behind moments latter.

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itsapeterthing · 3 years

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Secrets (One) || Bucky Barnes

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

summary: when your husband, bucky barnes, leaves to go to work intruders invade your home. although you escort your children to safety, when the intruders find you they have a lot of questions about the “winter soldier”- a name you’ve never heard before.

a/n: finally posting the first chapter! most of at least the first bit of the series is going to be absolute angst so I apologize in advance (if you’re looking for fluff to cleanse the palate you can check out my masterlist linked below)

word count: 2.6k

warnings: kidnapping, violence, angst, swearing

Prologue

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You woke up to the sound of the alarm clock blaring, darkness still encasing the room. Throwing your arm out to your side you reached for your husband, but before your fingers could feel his chest you felt the cold sting of metal catch your hand midair.

Although the room was dark you smiled, opening one of your eyes to peek at the man beside you.

Your wrist still in his hand, he smiled back at you, leaning down to plant a kiss on your forehead. “Go back to sleep, doll.”

You groaned, pushing yourself up to instead lean on your elbow. “Do you really have to go? It’s Saturday.”

He dropped your wrist from his hands, sighing as he kicked his feet over the side of the bed, silencing the alarm that sat on his night stand.

“I’ll be back before you even notice I’m gone.”

Instead of resting your head on the pillow and allowing yourself to drift back to sleep, you sat up in bed, slowly slinking your arms over Bucky’s shoulders and down his chest. Leaning into the crook of his neck from behind, you left a kiss on his jawline.

“I always notice when you’re gone, baby.” You hummed into his skin. “Gonna leave me all alone with those brats today?”

Even though the Sun hadn’t risen and the only light shining in between your shades was that of moonlight, you could see the tired smile form on his face. He chuckled and you wrapped your arms tighter around him, feeling his chest rumble with his laughter.

As much as you called your children brats playfully to your husband, he knew how much you adored them.

“They like you better anyway.” He said, picking up your hands that had been resting on his chest, leaving a soft peck on each of them before resting them back on the bed.

He pushed himself off of the bed, making his way over to your shared closet, tugging the first t-shirt he grabbed of his over his head and you watched him stretch as you laid back down in your spot, tugging the sheets tighter around you.

“That’s not true, James.” You said. “You have a metal arm! Do you know how cool that is to a four-year old?

You heard him chuckle, making his way towards your side of the bed. You felt him tuck you in tighter under the comforter and lean over, planting a kiss on your temple. “You don’t have to pretend for me, doll.” He whispered. “They’re smart to like you more than me. I know I do.”

You smiled as he pulled away. “Be safe, okay?”

“Always am.”

When you woke up hours later, it unfortunately wasn’t to the sound of an alarm clock, your kids shaking you or your husband’s kiss. When you woke up again it was to the sound of a vase shattering downstairs.

At first, you bolt up in your bed, throwing off the sheets prepared to yell at whichever one of your children had irresponsibly broken one of your possessions. When your hand reached the doorknob, however, you heard the sound of men’s voices echoing from downstairs.

You immediately rushed to your bedside, picking up your phone with trembling hands to dial your husband’s phone number. As you waited for Bucky to pick up you carefully opened your door and tiptoed across the hall over to your daughter’s room, praying that your floorboards wouldn’t creak beneath your feet.

When you saw your daughter still sleeping peacefully, sprawled across her toddler bed you breathed a sigh of relief. Tucking your phone between your shoulder and ear, you carefully picked up your daughter, resting your free hand behind her head to allow her to rest in the crook of your neck. Instinctively her tiny hands tugged on your shirt even in her sleep.

“Hello? Y/n? What’s wro-”

“Someone’s-” You paused, eyes widening as you heard two men now loudly arguing downstairs. “Someone’s here. I can- I can hear them downstairs, Buck. There’s someone in the house.”

At first he didn’t say anything and you were afraid he didn’t hear you properly until you heard him cursing on the other line.

“Y/n, listen to me.” You heard him say finally- you weren’t sure if you had ever heard him so serious. “In the basement underneath the rug there’s a door. If you open it up there’s a crawl space over there- take the kids and go hide there until I can get there.”

Even though he couldn’t see you, you nodded, tip-toeing out of your daughter’s room and into your son’s, still hearing shouting downstairs.

“Okay. Okayokayokay.” You whispered into the phone, reassuring yourself that you could get the task done. “Incase anything happens-

“D- don’t say that.” You heard your husband stutter on the other end. “You’re going to be okay, baby. I’m... I’m gonna get there soon, okay?”

“Okay.” You assured him, not really believing it.

Your phone still tucked beneath your ear, you shook your son awake and as soon as he opened his eyes, you placed see your hand over his mouth.

“You have to be quiet.” You whispered, just enough that he could hear. “Can you be quiet for Mama?”

Eyes still wide, you watched as your son nodded his head.

“There’s bad guys in the house, okay?” You said, pulling on his hand to help him out of bed. “So you and me and your sister have to go to the basement and wait for Dad. We have to be super quiet, okay? They can’t hear us.”

“L-like spies?” He asked.

“Yeah, buddy.” You smiled, trying to hold it together for the children in your arms. “Like spies.”

Picking up your phone one last time you told your husband that you loved him and without another word, you hung up on Bucky, slipping the phone into the pocket of your sweatpants.

Squeezing your son’s hand and being sure to not step too heavily on the wrong floorboards, you peeked around the doorway to make sure no one had made their way upstairs. When the coast was clear, you tip-toed down the hallway to the top of your staircase. Listening, you heard more than two men arguing downstairs.

You swore to yourself, afraid you wouldn’t be able to make it to the basement without getting caught when you heard the door to your garage swing open and the men’s feet slowly become quieter as they made their way into it.

Thanking God for your chance, you sped down the stairs, your children in tow.

Swinging the door open to your basement you raced down another flight of stairs, unsure of how much time you had left before they realized that you were there.

You moved your daughter out of your arms and into those of your son, pulling the rug off of the floor to unveil a hatch.

Seeing the hatch in the floorboards, a part of you questioned how you had never seen this before. How did you not know about this? What wasn’t your husband telling you, keeping random crawlspaces a secret?

Pulling it open you saw a small crawlspace hiding inside, about three feet deep and four feet wide. The only thing kept inside it was a large safe.

Assessing the situation you realized that you had two options- either attempt to take the safe out of the crawlspace, risking making a loud noise that would alert the intruders in your home to come straight for the basement... or safely hide your children in the spot that was left in the crawlspace.

“Shit.” You swore to yourself, hands trembling at your side.

“What’s wrong, Mama?” Your son asked, behind you.

At the sound of his voice, you spun around to face him.Taking a deep breath to compose yourself and smiling you kneeled in front of him placing your hands on his shoulders.

“Everything’s okay, baby.” You assured him, smiling. “I just... do you think you can take care of Rebecca for me?”

Not speaking another word, he nodded still holding his sister in his arms.

Holding yourself back from allowing your voice to crack you pulled your daughter out of your son’s arms.

“I knew you could, hon.” You smiled and grabbing his hand you led him into the crawlspace, helping him jump down into the hole.

When he sat down comfortably in the corner of the crawl space, you carefully lowered your daughter into his arms. Fighting back ears in your eyes you pat his hand.

“Keep her quiet, okay?” You said, placing your finger over your lips. “I need you two to stay nice and quiet. I’m going to shut the top and you don’t say anything until your hear Daddy, alright?”

Nodding, your son hugged his sister tighter in his arms. Reaching out your hand to brush your thumb against his cheek you gave him one last smile.

“I love you so, so much- you know that?” You told him, sitting on your heels on the edge of the crawl space looking over them. “Now stay still, okay? I love you so much.”

And with that you shut the hatch, a loud sound ringing throughout not only the basement, but the house as you did.

When you heard multiple footsteps stomping down the staircase, you quickly threw the rug over the hatch and fell onto your back on the floor. Looking up from your spot you found three men standing above you- the one in the center looked older than all the rest and once your eyes met his, he took a step towards you, causing you to scramble backwards towards the wall.

Despite trying to leave his grasp, he leaned down, grabbing your chin in his hand and pulled your face only inches away from his.

“Where’s the Winter Soldier?” He asked, so close you could feel his breath on your face.

To say you were confused was an understatement. When you heard intruders break into your house, you were sure it would be to rob you, but now as this man stood in front of you, all he did was ask you a question you couldn’t even begin to comprehend.

“Who....” You shook your head, your eyes scanning the faces of the other men behind the one in front of you. “What? I... I don’t know what you’re talking about-”

Grasping your chin tighter, you could see the scowl grow on the man’s face.

“Don’t-” He sighed. “I know you know who he is.”

In your mind you ran through the name, but as hard as you tried it didn’t ring any bells. Frustrated and terrified you shook your head.

“I swear.” You told the man in front of you, desperately. “I don’t know who that is. You have the wrong person.”

The still unnamed man released your chin from his grasp before turning his head to look at the frame that hung on the wall beside him. Tearing it off the wall, he shoved the frame in your face.

“So, you don’t know who the winter soldier is?” He asked again. Looking at the picture you saw it was one of you and your husband from years ago when you had first bought your home. Shoving the frame closer to your face, the man pointed at Bucky. “Then who’s this?”

You glanced at the other men in the room before looking back at the man.

“That’s my husband!” You shouted. “Who the fuck is the winter soldier?”

As soon as you shouted the words, the man threw the frame against the wall and you jumped as you heard the glass shatter and fall onto the ground.

“That’s the winter soldier!” The man in charge shouted, pointing to the broken frame now lying on the ground.

You flinched as the man shouted and kicked the glass shards across the basement floor.

You were so consumed in worry and terror over the situation that you could barely understand what the man was telling you. Who was the winter soldier? What did he want with him? Why was he telling you that it was your husband?

He paced across the basement and you watched as he finally stopped in front of the two men that were still standing above you and faced them.

“Fine. That’s it.” He grunted. “We’ll take her with us.”

Without another word, the man in charge shoved through the other two men and made his way up the staircase. As soon as he ascended the flight of stairs, the two men made their way towards you and as much as you attempted to make your way to your feet and scramble your way out of their grasp, their hands landed on your arms and pulled you towards the stairs.

“Let go of me!” You shouted, kicking your feet on the steps below you as they dragged you up the staircase from the basement. “You have the wrong person!”

The two men said nothing as they continued to drag you out of the first floor of your house and into the front yard where an unfamiliar car was waiting. As one of the men swung open the back door of the vehicle you struggled in the other man’s arms.

“I’m not the person you’re looking for!” You shouted again desperately and helplessly.

As the two men threw you into the backseat of the car, tying your hands behind your back before you could attempt to do anything else, you finally heard the voice of the man in charge once again, sitting in the driver’s seat.

“You’re right.” He told you, meeting your eyes in the rearview mirror. “You’re not the person I’m looking for... but... you’ll bring me the person I want.”

You listened as one of the men who had grabbed you, made his way into the front seat while the other slipped into the backseat of the car beside you, slamming the door shut.

“What are we going to do about the winter soldier?” The man in the passenger seat asked his boss.

“Don’t worry,” The man in charge said, shifting the car into drive. “The winter soldier will come for her... and he’ll pay for his crimes.”

As you hung up the phone with the last words leaving your mouth being a shaky “I love you”, Bucky stood in the corner of the room, staring at the phone in his hands, beginning to feel his hands shake and his heart practically beat out of his chest.

“Buck?” Sam asked, laying his hand gently on his friend’s shoulder. “Hey man, you good?”

Staring at the wall in front of him all he could think about was what he had done to you. Those weren’t random intruders- they couldn’t be. He had no doubt in his mind that they were after him, but you- and possibly even your children- were the ones who were dealing with the consequences of his mistakes.

“Barnes?” Natasha asked from her seat at the table, glancing between Bucky and Sam.

Squeezing his shoulder once again, Sam asked. “Who’s Y/n?”

Without turning to face any of them, still staring at the same spot in the wall- he finally spoke.

“My wife.”

You were his wife and you were in trouble all because of him. All because he couldn’t tell you the truth. All because he couldn’t protect you. You didn’t even know what you were getting yourself into.

“I have to go.” He said, brushing off Sam’s hand before leaving the room.

You were his wife and he was going to get you back- whatever it took.

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cleverhideoutchild · 3 years

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cries @ your mammon fic, can i make a request if your requests are open? each of the bros react to mc having to get a surgery done (like for the heart) and theyre demons so this is an unfamiliar subject to them since they wouldnt ever need any surgery. So mc is extra fragile for the next 2 weeks or so when they need to recover, the hospital is full of machines the bros know nothing about either (like seeing mc's x-rays and being confused) medical treatment has changed a lot since the last time

My very first request! Sorry if this isn't up to your expectations or if it's OOC. I'm still learning! I'm re-doing the banner btw, so no banner for now.

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Fandom : Obey Me!

Type : HeadCanons

Pairings : Various x MC

Genre : Fluff, and a bit of comedy

Includes : Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor

Warning : Surgeries, hospital

Summary : You're going into a surgery in a few hours to get an open heart surgery, and the demon bros are a bit nervous and confused cause they're not familiar with human surgeries. After the surgery, they stay by your side until you are fully recovered.

Lucifer

Most likely to be the most calmest among the bros.

He made sure you are prepared both mentally and physically for this surgery.

He made sure you're on empty stomach before surgery so it will go smoothly.

You're nervous? He's gonna let down his pride and hold your hands until it is time for the surgery.

When the time has come, he will give you a reassuring smile to calm you down.

During the whole surgery, he wait outside the room; constantly pacing back and forth the hallway.

After it's done, the doctor call him to the office to explain the succession of the surgery while the nurses move you into a room.

When the doctor showed him an x-ray of your body, he's a little confused but kept calm nonetheless he's a little confused, but he got the spirit.

After listening about what to do and not to do while you recover, he then excuse himself to go see you.

By the time he got there, you were already awake; tubes and monitors on and around you.

He slowly and calmly approaches you.

When he's finally by your side, he put a hand on top of yours and gave you a soft smile. I mean the softest smile ever.

"See, I told you. You can do it." he then kisses your forehead gently like hanshjahzjBa it's cute ugh.

For the whole duration of the recovery, he stay by your side; comforting you, feeding you when you can't, giving you light kisses, and bringing you flowers.

Even after you're fully recovered, Lucifer still kept an eye on you just incase something happened to you.

More under the cut cause I was enjoying myself

Mammon

"You're going into a- WHAT?!"

Please calm him down, he's really nervous for your surgery. If you can, please shut his mouth as well.

He almost got kicked out due to how loud he is. Please reassure him that you will be fine throughout the whole surgery.

Will make sure you're prepared for it.

Tried to steal a picture from the waiting room, but that didn't go as plan. Keep an eye on him please.

He's not the best at words but he tried. A for effort.

While the surgery is going, he waited impatiently outside the room; constantly reminding himself that you're strong and you'll able to get through this.

When it was done, the doctor call him in. They then showed him an X-ray of you and tells him about the successful surgery.

"So this is the X-ray results, thankfully it's not hard to replace the heart due to the structure of the bones."

"Wait, that's MC's bones? How can you do that? Did you went inside their body and then take a photo of it?"

Yeah, he's a little confused.

After everything was explained to him, he quickly went to check on you. He got lost a few times while trying to find your room.

By the time he got there, you were still unconscious. So, he approaches you quietly.

He sat on a chair beside your bed and held you hand, just casually admiring you peaceful face. Sometimes he wonder how he got so lucky to have you.

Overall, you can just see the admiration on his face like agahsnsksnzhaj he loves you so much and is very happy you decided to choose him, and he's very grateful of you but he's too stubborn to admit that to your face.

When you wake up, he quickly let go of your hand and pretends to look out the window.

During your whole recovery, he stayed by your side and make sure you're comfortable. He brings your favorite flowers from time to time as well. He's not the best at actions either, but he tried.

Leviathan

Uh oh.

Crowded hospital? Weird computer stuff? People are gonna cut you open and replace your heart? Oh no.

When I say he's way more panicked than Mammon, he really is. Please calm him down before he breaks something.

He's not familiar with the whole surgery thing so he's really nervous for you.

Tries to give you encouraging words, but ended up stuttering instead. Please tell him that you'll be fine, he needs reassurance.

Also while you're at it, make sure you explain to him that with you getting a new heart doesn't mean you won't love him anymore.

He constantly asked you if people can play games on those monitors, you told him no.

When you finally went into the surgery room, his anxiety level reached sky level. Sweet! New achievement! I mean- ahem.

This demon right here can't help but panicked a little bit while waiting for the surgery to be done.

When it's done, the doctor called him to the office for a brief explanation.

If you thought he can't get any more nervous then Oh boy, you're very wrong.

During the whole explanation he just sat silently on the chair and frequently nods his head. When he saw the X-ray, he got even more confused.

After the short yet awkward explanation, Leviathan quickly went to your room.

When he arrives, you were already awake, and so he quickly stand by your side. Please tell him you still loves him, he needs it.

During the whole recovery, he stayed by your side and played games with you. So with that being said, you're not bored at all.

Satan

The second calmest.

He read a bunch books about surgery, so he's not too nervous unlike the others.

He held your hand while you both wait, occasionally reminding you that it'll be fine.

When it's time, he gives you a hug and the softest smile he can muster.

While he wait, he can't help but pace back and forth in the hallway. He was worried, don't blame him. :(

When the surgery is done, he was called to the office for you guessed it, explanation again. At this point I'm getting tired

He already read about this stuff, so he's not too confused about it.

After the doctor was done, he excuse himself to go see you.

When he went inside you room, you weren't awake yet, and so he stayed by your side while reading a book and holding your hand.

When you're awake, he asks you how're doing. Even though he knows it's a stupid question considering you just finish getting a surgery done.

During your recovery, he's usually seen sitting beside your bed; reading you a book or telling a story about Mammon's stupidness.

He tries to bring you a cat once, but he failed. Sweet, 3 more to go

Asmodeus

When you tells him you're gonna get a surgery, he freaks out cause he thought you were gonna get plastic surgery.

He kept telling you that you don't need any plastic surgery cause you're beautiful the way you are. You just kinda have to shut him up and then explain it to him.

Once he understood the situation, he is more than willingly to come with you.

When you both arrived, he was a little confused due to the amount of monitors and stuff in that hospital. But he's not complaining about the amount of shiny surface there is.

He can see his beautiful face from many angles and he's very happy about it.

Before the surgery starts, he gives you a tight hug and make sure to tell you that everything will be going as smoothly as his skin, I mean- what.

During the whole operation, he waits patiently outside while looking at the passing nurses and doctors.

After that you know the drill, he was called into the office, the doctor explain stuff to him, yada-yada-yada, you get my point

When the doctor shows him your X-ray, he was absolutely confused. The doctor have to explain it to him.

After that he went to your room to check on you.

During the recovery, he frequently checks on your well being. Actually, scratch that, he rarely leaves your side.

When he does leave, he will come back with a ton of fresh and juicy gossips.

Beelzebub

He almost choked when you said you were going into a surgery in a few hours. Poor baby was frightened.

He made sure you are ready for the surgery by asking a lot of questions. Answer then honestly please, he needs to know.

Will hold your hand while waiting and occasionally giving you words of encouragement.

Will try his best to prevent himself from giving you any food before the surgery.

Before you were taken away to the surgery room, he gives you a little peck on the lips. For good luck he says. (｡･ω･｡)

While the operation is going, he quickly went out to buy some food cause your boy is H U N G R Y :(

When he comes back, the operation was finished with a successful note.

And you know the rest, yada-yada-yada

When the doctor shows him your X-ray, he was confused.

"Wait, but how?"

After that you know the rest, he went to your room, your awake, yada-yada-yada

Your whole recovery process is basically just Beel pampering you with love and affection.

He also makes sure to gives you food that won't upset both your stomach and heart.

Belphegor

Finally, the last one! I- ahem He was chill about your surgery. But we know he's silently panicking inside

He lazily puts a hand on your waist while you both walked down the hallway, making sure you're comfortable until the surgery.

While you both waited, he gives you sleepy hugs and reassuring words.

When it was time for the operation, he gives your hand a reassuring squeeze before smiling at you.

While the surgery was going, he decided to take a little nap on the hospital bench.

You know the drill at this point, I'm too lazy to type it again cause it's night time and I have classes tommorow

When the doctor shows him your X-ray, he couldn't care less honestly. He just wanted to see you.

Your 2 weeks of recovery is just full of you and Belphie taking naps together and maybe planning to prank Lucifer with Satan once you've fully recovered.

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And it's done! Sorry that the Belphie one is too short. I am very tired, I wanna go to sleep. Bye bye. Also, ignore any mistakes or misspellings please, it's almost midnight here.

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fwkei · 3 years

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Kazutora x fem!reader (angst/fluff)

CW/TW: Mentions of suicide, (slight) mention of starvation.

MAJOR SPOILERS FOR VALHALLA ARC

Note! Explanation of story at end just incase you’re confused also i apologize for mistakes, i did not read this over. 🙆🏻‍♀️

WC: 3.4k

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You sat at the edge of your seat. Watching the clock above your teacher's head ever so closely.

“When you want to find the common di-”

Suddenly the bell rang, interrupting your teacher from his final words.

“Oh my bad, guess I lost track of time, anyways please remember to study for your quiz on Monday! I know it's a weekend, but save some time for academics!” said your teacher as your classmates packed up their stuff to leave.

Today was Friday, meaning it was the day you get to visit Kazutora at juvie for the first time after Keisuke's death, and your attempt. It was 3:30, and visiting hours started at 4 to 5 every Friday for inmates. Running to the metro takes about 5-7 minutes, and walking from the station to the actual juvie takes about 20 minutes, while the ride lasts up to 10, meaning you should arrive there at around 4:10. And there's no time to waste.

You ran out of class, ignoring your fellow classmates goodbyes. You held your book bag tight as you ran fast to the Tokyo station. Seeing you arrived just on time you jumped in just before the 3:30 o'clock train leaves to a different side of the district where Kazutora is being held. You held onto the rail beside you to keep yourself steady as the train started to move .

You felt scared but happy to see Kazutora. He most probably didn't know you would be coming, he probably thought you would at most write letters to him, like before, but again...Kazutora believes that you hate him now. You didn't know what you were going to say to him. Draken told you that he already visited him while you were in psychiatric hold for a bit, and he told you that Kazutora was planning on killing himself. Draken did not specify if he told Kazutora about your own attempt but you didn't worry too much because you were healing, and you now had hope.

Your heart was racing, as the train came to a stop. As the doors opened you ran, and fast. Dodging people to not hurt them and almost stepping on things you shouldn’t be stepping on. You checked the time to see it was 4:01, and you still had about 10 minutes worth of walking/running to cover.

You were breathing heavily when the Juvenile building came into view. You checked the time again to see it was 4:11. You jogged to the doors of the building despite the fact that your thighs were burning from the amount of cardio you had just done.

It's all worth it.

You thought to yourself opening the doors.

Kazutora sat on the bed of his bland and colorless cell. He signed as he looked up at the ceiling light before turning his position to look at the side of the wall. He held his pillow tight. He knew it was visiting day, and his heart was anxious despite the fact that others had already been called to see their visitors, and there was still no call for him. He didn't even expect any visitors.

Kazutora didn't know if he wanted to see you or not. He’s spent so much time alone in his cell thinking. He wondered if you had figured out the other reason for him stabbing his best friend, you could read people, but he knew you had a hard time reading him. He felt his heart ache. He was scared of the karma that would hit him because of it. Maybe not even Karma, but just some sort of punishment, for causing pain to the soul that cared for him so much, and for not being there for that soul when she needed it the most. Which... ultimately lead to your attempt, which Draken told him about during his visit. He shut his eyes as he remembered Draken's words.

“I don’t wanna hear you say there is no point anymore. Because there is, and it’s kinda frustrating and irritating how you can’t see it even though it’s right there. She’s in psychiatric hold right now because she was close to ending her own life. After Baji died, and you were taken away, Y/n couldn't take it anymore, and no one could see it because she just...she just kept it in, like you do. She was going to die on Baji’s birthday if I wasn’t there to make her throw up the pills she took. Her and I may not be blood related siblings, but I know she’s been through a lot and has always gotten over it just fine, you know that...but this time...I got really fucking scared.”

Kazutora felt his heart drop to fucking hell at Draken’s words. He felt his breathing stop as his mouth parted.

“I know you love her, I'm not sure in what way but I could care less about that. I know, Kazutora. All those times you came crying to the brothel, crying into her arms, begging for some type of help and she helped you, lended you her body for you to cry on, I’d hear all of it. I know you’re hurting, but if you go, I don't think she will be able to live with herself. She’ll blame herself for not being there for you like she’s always been. Do you understand?”

He felt his body throb from literal physical pain. Kazutora was feeling and getting the punishment he deserved right then and there.

“You owe it to her, whether you like it or not, to stay alive because she's doing the same for you. And once you’re out of here, you should finally grow up. Let her cry into your arms for once. She’s your best friend, right? Because she deserves for those efforts to be reciprocated. And you deserve to see what she’s gone through because of everything that happened. Take care, Kazutora.”

Kazutora was lost in his own mind, to the point where he couldn't even register that one of the guards was calling his name from the cell door.

“Hm? I’m sorry I wasn't...uh, paying attention. What did you say?” he asked sitting up nervously

“You got a visitor, kid. C’mon get up.” said the man unlocking his cell

“A- visitor?” he said quietly getting up from his bed with shocked eyes

It was already 4:15. Kazutora grew anxious at who his visitor could be. He was sure it wasn't you, your school is too far for you to make it here in time. There would only be a couple minutes to spare if you did try. Could it be Draken wanting to give him a word of advice? Or maybe Chifuyu.. Maybe Mikey? God, who could it be. It made him feel even more congested and trapped than before.

As Kazutora walked, he looked down at his feet avoiding people's gazes. He saw the backs of his fellow juvenile delinquents from the side of his eye. His heartbeat became stronger, and he felt it thumbing in his ears. God, he didn't know what to expect. He was just so...frustrated.

“Here, you have until 5.” said the guard, taking off his hand cuffs. His back was facing you. You grew anxious bringing your hands to rest on your things and skirt, waiting for him to turn around and look at you. You watched as he rubbed his wrists and sat down at the stool still not looking at you. You rubbed your hands together under the table separating you both, as the guard walked away to patrol. Your eyes followed the guard, not even noticing that Kazutora had turned to look at your face.

Kazutora felt his face get hot at the sight of you. You had a school shirt on, with a dark blue tie and a sweater vest, Your hair tied into a low and messy bun with some of you natural and dyed hairs falling out framing your face. He felt his whole body go warm as you turned your head and gave him a nervous smile as a small blush formed. He didn't know why he was scared to see you, because every time Kazutora had the chance to see you, he instantly felt better, no matter what.

You two, and the other inmates and visitors, were all separated by a piece of plastic with a vent to capture sound better. On the side there was a subsection with an opening to the other side where you could pass things through. Such as notes, toys, hygiene stuff, and extra. You brought your hands to the table holding them.

“Hey...sorry I’m late.” you said as you saw Kazutora snap out of his gaze

“Oh no I-, please don’t be..” he said waving his hands frantically, clearly nervous

“I had to run about 2 miles to get here..” you laughed trying to not tense up

Kazutora felt… stupid, why would you do that? Just to see him? It just made him even more confused...confused about how he felt towards you.

“Just to see me? But..why?” he asked without thinking and just speaking, giving a regretful and embarrassed face after asking his question.

“Hm? Oh well it's simple really…” you said bringing your hands to rest in between your thighs on your seat

“I know that I've told you that I don't like saying these words to people because it sounds like some sort of goodbye but it’s time I grow up from my past, and stop keeping things in..so…it’s because I love you... I thought that was fairly obvious but I don't wanna mess up like I did last time. I want you to know that I do love you and care for you.” you said giving him a closed eyed smile, this made Kazutora realize that you deeply regretted not telling Keisuke that you loved him more often when you two still had time. He felt his heart ache. He felt so guilty and gross.

“So, I’m gonna try and start saying that more often..” you said laughing to break the silence

Kazutora was still speechless at what you had just said. He couldn’t seem to process it, and he wanted to say it back but for some reason he just couldn’t. He was afraid that something else might slip out. He truly didn't think he was worthy of your love and care. It became quiet. Again.

“I made you a bento box with your favorite things, I made sure to put some extra meat. Cause you always used to ask for that when I would make bentos for study days with you and Keisuke. And don’t worry! It’s allowed and you can have the kitchen hold it for you till you’re ready to eat it for today's dinner, the guards said so. And the container is microwave safe! So you can warm up the entree section. There’s rice and BBQ meat, little octopus shaped sausages and sauce with it! Oh and a salad with sesame dressing on the side, and desert which is just mochi. Every Friday I'll come by, and give you the new bento and you'll just give me back the old one, so that I can wash it and so we don't have to waste stuff.” you said smiling

Your hand dung into your bag, and you pulled out a wooden bento box sliding it halfway through the subsection, but Kazutora hung his head low. You smiled, trying your best to make things right, as silence grew loud again.

“I can also bring some mangas for you, I know you like shounen and also horror.. So I can buy some and give them to you so that you aren't bored! This week's shonen jump is good… It’s about a boy who is trying to save his mom, and ends up traveling across lands, with close friends, to get this special potion that will heal her, but I’ll make sure to look for some good horror manga too...I know you like stuff about folk tales, that sound okay?”

Silence.

After a few minutes you spoke again.

“I decided to let my hair grow out cause I kinda miss having longer hair…There's this really pretty girl in my class who has long blonde hair.. Like Emma’s but longer and more wavy.. What about you? Anything you wanna do to your hair when you get out? I’ll take you to get it done-”

Silence.

The time now at 4:40. Kazutora bit his lip out of frustration, refusing to look up at you.

“Oh! What about I bring over a sudoku book, so you can work on your academics as well! I can teach you how to play, it’s fun once you get the hang of it. Or I can bring just a simple literature book, it’s really up to you, I think both are great.”

Silence.

“Maybe markers so you can draw on yourself when you’re bored? I remember you doing that while I would tutor you and Keisuke. I can get big and small ones, and ones with different colors too. Also a sketch book, since you’re really good at drawing.”

You were met with silence again. You felt your heart ache. Your eyes looked up at the clock and saw it was 4:47. You both were running out of time. About half an hour went by of your speaking, you giving a couple minutes in between waiting for him to speak back, but nothing. You clenched your hands into fists, biting your bottom lip as you looked down at your hands, resting on your thighs.

You felt a strong feeling in your throat, the feeling you get when you’re about to sob. You were so frustrated, and you were trying to keep a level head. It was hard and you just wanted to fucking cry.

“I- '' you said before closing your mouth realizing you were about to let out a whine. You didn't wanna cry, you wanted to say something but you were afraid that if you did, it would just come out as a sob.

“I know it’s hard on you-” you said holding back your sobs while still looking down at your hands, letting your hairs cover your face

“If you don’t want me here, I promise- that I’m fine with that...but~” you said in between pauses keeping your sobs in, but your last word came out shaky making Kazutora shoot his head to see you about to cry.

He felt his heart ache once again.

“But please….jus-just say something. Anything. At least acknowledge that I'm here.” you cried quietly while tensing up your shoulders

Kazutora frowned. This was his punishment. Seeing you cry, and not being able to hold and comfort you like he desperately wanted to. He opened his mouth, but closed it soon after when nothing came out. Not even a squeak, or whine, or breath.

“I-”

You heard him say. You looked up with tears in your eyes seeing his face of desperation.

Kazutora wanted to speak so badly, there were so many thoughts in his head he just could not push one out of his mouth, and he was afraid he might say something he would regret. He wanted to respond to everything you asked him, add commentary, tell you that you looked pretty today, say thank you for the food you made him. Tell you to not waste your tears on someone like him. Say sorry for making you feel uncomfortable because of his silence. God he just-

“I love you-” he choked up and said in a louder tone causing your eyes to widen and mouth to part from shock at his sudden outburst.

He was avoiding your eyes as he spoke.

“I- thank you, thank you so much for the food! Really! And I would really love whatever and everything you bring me.” he said, quieting down towards the end.

“I...can’t put my thoughts into words… and I don’t wanna say something I’d regret. All this time I’ve just been lost in my own mind. I just want you to know that..that I really am in- that I really appreciate you. I want you..to be here, and I’m so...sorry for making you cry.” he said in between pauses of frustration and embarrassment

You felt your body get warm, your heart beat was strong and you could feel it in your finger tips and temples. You opened your mouth to say something before Kazutora spoke again.

“I..wanted to.. Wanted to help you...in just some way...after seeing you cry for the first time...with Baji in your arms….I shouldn't have stabbed Baji...I took the person you loved more than anything...away from you.. Because I was j- because I was so stupid, and still am. Even when you’ve done...so fucking much for me...I- and I took him from you...I just don’t get it… how can you have any empathy towards me anymore.. It doesn't make sense. I took so much from you… I killed Shinchiro, and I killed Baji. You loved them both...Mikey loved them both, why do..why do you even have any feeling towards me?” he said looking into your eyes with tears

Your eyes softened at him. You took a small breath before saying-

“I thought I already told you why, Kazutora. I love you.”

Kazutora felt a tear run down his cheek. He knew how much thought came behind those simple words.

“I don’t need a reason to love you. Just like I don't need a reason to be hungry. It’s just there, and will continue to be there, you know what I mean? Same thing with everyone I love.” you said

His breath hitched. The time now at 4:52.

“The only difference is I was in love with Keisuke. I still am in love with him. Even though he’s not here anymore. I know you might think I love him and Shinchiro and Mikey because they saved my life and helped me. But I was only so little. I had no concept of it. So was Keisuke. So was Mikey. Keisuke had no reason to come up to little me while I was starving on the ground practically dying. He just did it. He was too young to understand love. You think he understood his feelings for me the second he saw me? Or even with Mikey or Shinchiro. Of course not. They were just focussed on saving my life at the time. We discovered the love that was involved later. Even if it was too late to say anything about it. It took Kei and I about...hmmm..5-7 years maybe...to understand what we felt toward each other specifically. It is different with everyone. The love is just there, it’ll just be understood when the time is right. Like when your hunger just hits you. So when you ask me why I love you, or care for you, or forgive you. I just can’t give you a simple answer, even if I wanted to….because there's so much. Too much.”

Kazutora understood your words. He really did. It made so much sense to him and he just wanted to scream.

Why? Well..

“The time will come where you believe that you're worthy of someone else's love and even your own, and even worth loving someone else yourself. So don’t worry. I’ll wait. I’ll wait as long as it takes. Even if it takes all the time in the world, okay?” you said smiling at him leaving him with shocked eyes

“Alright times up! 5 o'clock!” yelled a guard

“Well, I'll see you next Friday, okay? I’ll bring over some manga, oh! And don't forget the bento!” you said getting up from your seat as Kazutora did the same keeping his hands on the table as the guard came to cuff them

“Y/n I-I’m…”

No. He can’t say it. He can never ever say it. Why? And say what?

Because he will never be him. He can never be like him for you, and he was perfect for you. He was the one there for you. He had the time to love you. He was the one. He could never even compete. Not after what he did. Not after the jealousy and envy grew and brewed inside him towards him. He is filthy. Not worthy of your love. Right?

But someday, he desperately and genuinely wants to allow himself to be loved, and to love. Kazutora will forever be longing for that moment. And when he can love, and allow himself to be loved, he wants it to be with you.

But till that time comes..

“I’ll...really be looking forward to it.” he said biting back his words and smiling softly

“Likewise.” you said smiling as you both parted your ways, at least for the time being.

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Explanation/note: when i wrote this, i made y/n be a ‘foster’ siblings with Draken and childhood friends with Mikey and Keisuke. << Reason being is because i gave her a backstory where she was neglected and ran away, hence her having a more naturing personality. Y/n and Keisuke were a couple till he died but Kazutora always loved Y/n so it’s a love triangle in a way? I don’t know, but Kazutora grew envious of Keisuke in this ff which ended up being a motive to stabbing him during the fight, to which he later regrets and gets punishment for. Y/n in the story doesn’t know that so that’s why Kazutora can’t accept her love for real because he doesn't know if Y/n will really forgive him after that, and Kazutora won’t be able to learn/accept love till he admits what he did. Holding in that secret, and being in love with Y/n makes him feel frustrated and act out. And obviously time is the theme of this whole story. Kazutora at the end decided to avoid his feelings because the way things are going right now fro the time being for him are fine because he doesn't believe he deserves anything more. But that can only last for so long, so he’s gambling with his relationship with you. He thinks of it as his punishment for now, not being able to tell you how he really feels, and not being able to comfort you.

ANYWAYS hope you liked it, sorry if it’s confusing.

#tokyo revengers #tokyorev x reader #kazutora #kazutora x reader #angst #keisuke baji #baji #mikey tokyo revengers #draken #tokyo manji gang #baji x reader

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kuroos-moon · 4 years

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Jealous Fuck Buddy Kiyoomi

☀︎︎ Pairing: Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader

☀︎︎ Alternate prompt: Jealous Fuck Buddy Satori

☀︎︎ Wc: 3.8 k words

☀︎︎ Genre: smut with fluff at the end

☀︎︎ Warnings: nsfw, public sex, degradation, oral (f receiving), bit of angst

Both of your pants and shaky breaths fill his bedroom after having chased each other’s high. It was early in the morning, an hour before practice starts and you gently run your fingers through his dark curls which were slightly moist with his sweat. He rests on top of you, recovering his breath as he litters sloppy kisses on your neck, adoring you for how good you take him in, you always do.

You were in a no strings attached relationship, yes it was untypical of Sakusa to have such a relationship with you but he knew you were clean. He eyed you head to toe the moment you were introduced as their new manager and he likes how you sanitized your hands regularly and wore a mask, but more than that, he loves your personality.

He knew he was in love with you from the moment you scolded Bokuto for touching his things, telling him “to respect Sakusa’s germaphobe tendencies,” but somehow you were always sweet to everyone, as much as he wanted you to be more than just a fuck buddy, he couldn’t risk your rejection, so he forced himself to be content with it, at least he knew you weren’t fucking other guys, right?

“Oomi, we still have practice to attend to,” you mumble as you kiss the top of his head and he lazily pushes himself off you. “Was I too rough?” He asks, his voice filled with concern when you wince as you were about to get up. “Rougher than usual I’d say,” you chuckle as you cup his face in your hand and give him a small peck on the cheek.

It devastated you that you were mere fuck buddies, every single day, you’d fall deeper for him. He was always caring with you wherever you both were; may it be inside the walls of his bedroom after he just mercilessly pounded into you or while you were hanging out as his team’s manager.

He stood naked before you as you sat at the edge of his bed, eyeing the masterpiece called Sakusa Kiyoomi. He was ripped in all aspects, and you blush as you remember what miracles his big member made you experience, how his fingers so skillfully made you moan his name, made you beg for more of him.

“Like what you see?” He smugly asks as he stares down at you and you merely click your tongue in mock annoyance, “as if,” you deny, making him roll his eyes. It sums up your whole dynamic, you’d whisper the most loving things to each other as you satisfy each other’s needs, but after that, your conversations were a non-stop teasing and denying how you love fucking each other.

“Come on, I’ll clean you up,” he says, holding out his hand for you to take and you look at him in surprise. He has never asked you to take a shower with him before. “What? Too painful to stand?” He asks, and you swear you hear slight irritation in his voice when you don’t take his hand.

Without waiting for you to say anything, he hooks an arm under your knees and the other behind your back as he carries you to his bathroom, making you slap his chest. “At least warn me before hoisting me up,” you hiss at him and for the nth time that morning, he rolls his eyes at you.

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They were on break, and Hinata, Bokuto and Atsumu were sat on the floor as he stood a foot away from them and near the wall. He follows your figure as you make your way over and sit beside Atsumu, his eyes narrowing. He always noticed how the both of you were particularly close, closer than everyone else in the team- even your fans notice, they always had some silly conspiracy that you were going out with Atsumu.

As mature as he was to simply ignore such rumors, he couldn’t help but get easily irked at every interaction you make with the flirtatious blonde.

“Y/n why couldn’t you go out with me last night?” Atsumu asks you with a pout, “I wasn’t feeling well, I told you,” you lie and Sakusa raises a brow at you in an ‘are you kidding me?’ manner. Why do you even have plans with him at night? And what kind of excuse was that? Not feeling well? From what he recalls, he made you feel too well last night as he made you cum again and again, on his face, in his mouth and on his fat cock as he filled you up.

“Y/n you didn’t tell me you’re on the dating phase with Tsumu already!” Bokuto whines, and Sakusa had to hold back a scoff. “We’re not,” you say with a laugh, “We’re not? Was it all nothing to you babe?” Atsumu asks you in fake hurt, everyone knew it was a joke but Kiyoomi just wanted to kick the back of his head in annoyance.

“Of course we aren’t,” you pinch his cheek, “that was a one night thing, babe,” you tease and everyone, including you, froze at what you said; more importantly, Sakusa felt a wave of sudden irritation, jealousy and betrayal all at once as he processed what you said, and judging from how you reacted after you let that slip, your words were true. So you’ve already fucked Atsumu, he thought as he inhales a sharp breath, trying to calm himself down.

“WHAT Y/N WHAT DO YOU MEAN?” Hinata exclaims as you bury your face in your hands, scolding yourself for your stupidity while Atsumu just chuckles at you with a smug look on his face. “ATSUMU WHAT DOES SHE MEAN?” Bokuto asks and you groan because you know they won’t let this go; and catching the look on Sakusa’s eyes, you were actually afraid he was gonna end whatever you guys have.

“We fucked,” Atsumu shrugs and you slap his shoulder, your eyes narrowing at him and he just smirks as he looks at you. “I wouldn’t say it was a one time thing y/n,” he teases. “We did it a lot of times, didn’t we? Until the sun came up,” he chuckles at how red you were. Frustrated at him, you march off with a huff, going inside the locker room.

Sakusa took this as his chance to talk to you but he stops in his tracks when Atsumu follows you inside. He could practically feel his eye twitch as his patience for the blonde ran out. Not caring anymore if anyone finds out about your little arrangement, he also enters the locker room, and he swears that a nerve within him snaps at such an annoyingly filthy sight before him.

“You’re not so smug now, are you babe?” you slur at Atsumu who was seated at the bench, his arms around your waist as you sit on his lap, teasing him with how close your lips were. You shift your eyes to Kiyoomi who had just entered the room, and you immediately pull away from Atsumu.

Not that you were both exclusive to each other, you just somehow don’t want him to think you like someone else. “Wow, I’m really sorry to interrupt,” Sakusa says in a low voice as he looks coldly at you, half of his face covered with a mask.

“Uh- n-no, you weren’t interrupting anything,” you nervously say and he merely narrows his eyes at you before leaving the locker room. You felt chills run down your spine, he was absolutely terrifying and cold, something you never expected him to be when it came to you. “What’s his deal?” the oblivious blonde asks you and you just groan.

“Oomi,” you call as you follow him outside and the other players just look at the both of you. He ignores your attempts to get his attention as he walks away, he was just so pissed at you, the image of you in another’s arms, your lips that close, “Kiyoomi,” you say again as you finally caught his wrist.

“Don’t touch me,” he glares, making you shiver. He was scary, even the others who watched you two didn’t want to be at the receiving end of such a hostile glare. “No, why are you mad? Don’t be mad,” you say, holding his hand with both of yours just incase he’ll want to pull away.

“I said don’t touch me with those filthy hands,” he says in a calm voice as he pulls his hand away from you. “What the hell’s wrong with you?!” You shout at him in frustration. “If you’re mad about something, you better tell me, stop acting so-” you yelp when he hoists you up over his shoulder.

“Oomi, what the fuck, put me down,” you slap his back but he ignores you. Without saying a word, he carries you inside the now filled locker room, and the boys look at you in surprise. Putting you down, you glare at his sudden actions and he simply gives you a side glance before he makes his way to his locker.

Grabbing a towel and some change of clothes, he makes his way back in front of the team and beside you. “No one better enter the shower,” he glares at all of them with a serious face. "bUT wHyyyY?” Atsumu whines and Sakusa sharply looks at him with narrowed eyes. “I need a good fuck, that’s why,” he deadpans before he drags you to the showers, with you looking down in embarrassment at Sakusa’s words as the players fell silent, surprised and confused by his behavior.

He pushes you to the wall, placing his hand momentarily behind your back so it wouldn’t hurt you. The shower was running, with water trickling down his back as he hungrily kisses your lips, not caring if he made them swell as he sucks on your bottom lip, biting on it as he slightly pulls away before he meets your lips again, shoving in his tongue, hoping you’d know how much it hurt him to see you that close with someone else.

A hand tightly grips you waist as the other cups your cheek, pulling you closer and not giving you a chance to catch your breath as he kisses you. His kisses slowly leave your lips, traveling towards your jaw, leaving open-mouthed kisses there before you tilt your head to grant him access to your neck, arousal built up inside you as you press your thighs together.

“Oomii, ah,” you moan, the dark-haired boy ruthlessly sucking on your neck as if he wants to mark you as his. His hands trace the sides of your stomach before he moves them up your breasts, wanting to touch every bit of you because they are his to touch.

Your moans were driving him insane and he wanted to shove his throbbing cock inside you, but you simply needed to be punished first. He gives you a short kiss on the lips before he pulls away from you, the icy look in his eyes were back. He pulls your arms which were gripping his shoulders away from him, “you think you deserve to touch me?” He asks, the dark look never leaving his eyes and with the way he was being, you can’t help but feel more turned on. He was mad about Atsumu, he was jealous, and his reaction made you somewhat pleased.

“You’re jealous Oomi,” you tease him, pulling your arms away from his hold as you cup his cheeks with both your hands. “You’re a filthy little slut aren’t you?” He hums as he leans into your touch, closing his eyes, before he opens them to look at you again, now filled with lust. “Don’t you dare touch me unless I tell you to,” he commands as he sank down on his knees, one hand gripping both your wrists behind you tightly.

You shiver as he kisses your lower stomach, slowly going south, looking up at you as you anticipated for his mouth to be where you needed it most, making him scoff at you. He hooks your left leg up his shoulder, exposing him to your wet and needy cunt, clenching around nothing. He kisses your inner thigh, sucking gently on your skin, placing his tongue anywhere but there.

“Oomii, ah, please,” you beg, as you resist his hold on your wrists, wanting to touch his hair and guide him to where he should be. “Please what? He asks, pretending to be oblivious to your needs, continuing to harass your skin with his mouth, making you whine again. He blows lightly on your cunt, making you let out another moan. “Please what?” He repeats, looking up at you as you try to catch your breath while you look at him, down on his knees, your leg over his shoulder- he was too painfully close to your cunt, you wanted him to eat you out so badly.

“Fuck me, please, make me cum,” you beg him and he raises a brow at you. “Wouldn’t you rather have Atsumu do it love?” He taunts and as you were about to complain about how he was being a dick, he rubs his thumb over your clit and he enjoyed how you tensed as you raise your head in pleasure. “Look at me y/n,” he commands and you do so. “Let me see when I ruin you without even having me inside,” the side of his lips slightly tugs upward in a smile that didn’t mean any good.

He shoves a finger inside of you, his eyes never leaving your face as you moaned and begged for more before he inserts another finger in, thrusting in and out inside of you at a slow pace, shoving them knuckles-deep inside, slightly curling them against you tight walls, before he pulls them out, sucking on his fingers to taste your juice.

“So wet for me,” he mutters before he finally brings his lips to your cunt, sucking gently on your folds before he slowly and teasingly slides his tongue from your entrance and up your clit, “Fuck, Oomi,” you moan, your arms still trying to resist his hold which only encouraged him to tighten his grip, forgetting the fact that he might bruise you.

His tongue skillfully flicks at your clit, rubbing his wet muscle against it, the friction making the knot in your lower abdomen tighten as you can’t seem to stop yourself from moaning his name like it’s the only name you know. He knew you were close, so he doesn’t stop, instead he shoves his fingers knuckles-deep back inside of you, thrusting in and out, matching the pace of his tongue which circled your clit.

“Oomi, nggh, baby, fuck, ah I- I’m about to,” and he simply hums in approval, his dick twitching at the pretty sounds you make. He takes away his fingers, replacing your inside with his tongue, his thumb rubbing against your clit instead. He always likes to taste you, you were simply so addicting and he will never get enough. “Oomi,” you gasp, letting out a shaky breath, the pleasure overwhelming you with his tongue eating you out like that, with one last cry of his name, you finally cum on him.

Your knees were weak as you catch your breath as you panted heavily while Sakusa was busying himself with slurping your cum in his mouth. He gently places your leg back down from his shoulder before he stands on his full height, towering over you. Sakusa wraps an arm around you waist, the other still tightly holding your wrists together behind your back as he kisses you hungrily.

He rests his forehead against yours and looks at you when you pull away, “let go of my arms I wanna touch you,” you say with a pout. He does as you say and you instantly wrap your arms around his neck, pressing your lips against his and shoving your tongue in his mouth as you run your fingers through his damp curls.

He doesn’t break the kiss as he slightly lowers himself to place his arm below your ass, lifting you up before you wrap your legs around his waist. “Oomi you’re so hard for me,” you say in between pants as he sucks on you neck, his hard cock pressed at the bottom of your thigh. “I won’t be so gentle this time, y/n,” he groans as you take him in your hand, giving him a stroke.

“but Oomi I’m still sore,” you say but you let out a loud wince when he readjusts you and enters his cock inside of you. With an arm wrapped around your waist and your back leaning on the wall, he slowly pulls out before slamming back into you, flooding your system with pain. Sakusa was never gentle, that’s why he gave you the best nights- sometimes mornings- of your life; but right now, he wasn’t being considerate at all.

He pounds inside of you, occasional groans escaping his throat, getting lost at the feeling of your tight walls around him. Soon enough, you get used to the pain as you clench yourself around him, waves of pleasure dawning onto you with every thrust he makes, balls-deep inside of you.

“So fucking tight,” he groans, the shower room filled with his silent and soft moans in contrast to your loud ones. You bite his shoulder as you remember that there are people outside who could hear you, but Sakusa didn’t take that too well. He wants them to hear you, he wants Atsumu to hear how good he’s fucking you.

You let out another scream as he rolls his pelvis, roughly thrusting into you again as his fat cock presses against just the right spot, its veins against your wet walls. “Oomi, ah, please, they’re outside,” you pant, your chest aggressively rising and falling as he fucked you so good. “Do you even want me to stop?” He huskily whispers against your ear as you feel his sharp breaths. “Or do you really not want that filthy little runt to know how good I make you feel y/n, is that it?” He asks, his tone icy as he sped up his pace, leaving you a moaning mess as tears rolled down your cheeks- both of pain and pleasure.

You couldn’t even form the right words, you were in such a bliss. “Does he fuck you better y/n? Do you scream louder for him?” He growls, his thrusts getting more aggressive as his need for more of you gets mixed up with the jealousy he felt. “N-no,” you moan, tugging at his hair as you feel your second orgasm near. “Only you Oomi, ah, only you, I swear fuck,” you hiss, locking your ankles together, “Oomi, I’m cumming, ah, Oomi, Oomi,” you repeatedly moan his name, “don’t cum without me,” he commands, wanting you to be at his mercy a little longer. He was really so pissed about having found out you’ve already fucked Atsumu, and to add to the flame, he even walks in on the both of you in that position.

“You’re such a disloyal little slut you know that?” He says in your ear, his deadly voice only making you want to cum even more. “Why would you turn to someone else when I already fuck you this good,” he lets out another groan, as he feels himself about to cum into you as well. You choke out a sob, it was all too much, the painful pleasure, your sore muscles, it was too much to handle that your head was getting clouded. If he heard that sob sometime else when he wasn’t blinded by jealousy and anger, he would’ve been concerned.

“It was before you Oomi, ah, before I- I even met you,” you answer him through your slight sobs and he felt somewhat guilty at that. “Cum for me, angel,” he sighs, pressing an apologetic kiss on your neck as he lets out a loud groan before he releases inside of you simultaneously as you cum. You both heavily pant, you’re back on your feet as you bury your face on his chest, leaning on him for support while he securely hugs you against him.

The guilt of how rough he had been with you now catching up on him as he kisses the top of your head, he sighs as he strokes your hair, dragging you backwards with him so that the both of you could feel the cold water running from the shower. Pulling you away from him, he plants a small kiss on your lips, looking at your eyes for any sign of resentment for how he had been earlier.

“I’m so sorry y/n, does it hurt?” He asks you, caressing your cheek. He had always been rough with you in the past but it was never without your approval, he would always listen to you if you were in pain and he’d be worried unlike a while ago.

He frowns a bit when you don’t respond to him, so he continues on taking care of you. Washing your hair, cleaning your body, he gulps down in guilt as he sees the slight bruise that had formed in your wrist and how he has covered your neck with so many hickeys. He wouldn’t even blame you if you hated him.

“Carry me Oomi,” you say with a pout, stretching out your arms to him. He was surprised, it was the first time you spoke to him again. You were both now dressed and dry, still inside the now empty locker room. He doesn’t say a word as he lifts you up in his arms bridal-style and you rest you head against his chest.

“You could relax, I’m not mad at you,” you let out a breath of contentment, having been cradled in his arms. He still doesn’t say anything as he places you down the front seat of his car, crouching down and making sure you wouldn’t hit your head; you were clearly worn out, he had been fucking you last night, this morning and a while ago after all.

He was pulled from his thoughts when you cup his cheek in your hand, his eyes meeting yours. “I love you Oomi, I really do,” you tell him and his eyes widen, his lips slightly part behind his mask as he waits for you to say something that would disappoint the hope he felt at your words. “And I think we should end whatever this is,” you sigh. “I’ll only love you more, you know? and I know you don’t-”

“I love you too,” he blurts out, not wanting to hear your none-sense about how your love for him was one-sided, as he tugs down his mask and kisses your forehead. “I’ll take you home with me tonight, okay? I’ll take care of you, I’m sorry for being so rough,” he sighs.

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