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dr3c0mix · 8 months

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Please more poly vampires please😭🙏! I can hardly ever find x male/masc reader stuff especially about monsters😭. What happens when they take us back to their home. What's gonna happen to us? What will the townsfolk react?

Poly!Vampires x Reader Pt. 2

CW: kidnapping, silas is a freak for a brief moment

waaaaa !! so sorry this took so long !! thank you all for being so patient with me ! >w< <3

update: i mixed up garrick and silas' names im sorry im sorry its fixed now guys im so-

🌙 Its been a week since the townspeople found your house empty, your bedroom looking like something out of a mystery novel.

🌙 The bed was stained with blood and claw marks were dug deep into your bedframe with the moonlight illuminating your room through your broken window.

🌙 It looked as if you've been taken by a creature of the night, but weirdly enough, your luggage was nowhere to be found. Your closet and drawers had clothes missing and the painting you had just finished was gone.

🌙 Who could have done this?

🌙 "Garrick, it's your turn to drive!"

🌙 "Already?! Just one more minute Viktor~?"

🌙 You're being held hostage, no, hostage wasn't the right word..kidnapped? Enslaved maybe? who knows..All you know was that these..creatures..will never let you out of their sight.

🌙 You remember that night when you bore witness to their inhuman ways, they were at the foot of your bed when you took out the crucifix under your pillow and held it to Viktor, his eyes turning all red and he hissed at the holy figure.

🌙 "Ohoho! Our little mortal's smart!" Garrick grins, showing off his sharp fangs.

🌙 Silas tries to grab you but you dodge, but his long claws managed to cut your cheek, you couldn't say the same for your bedframe..

🌙 Viktor gets a hold of you and chuckles darkly at your cut, the red liquid bleeding out of it made his mouth water.

🌙 "My my~ What a fierce little minx you are my darling~" he coos with a raspy cold breath as he licks your wound. The feeling made your stomach churn and your spine shiver.

🌙 Garrick was busy making a mess of your room and stuffing your clothes in bags. Also stuffing a pair of your underwear in his shirt for himself.. "Come on you idiots! It's almost dawn!" He whisper-yells as he fiddles with the window's lock.

🌙 Silas rolls his eyes and kicks the window, breaking it and jumping through, with Garrick holding his hand.

🌙 You were confused beyond compare. Were they really gonna kidnap you?! What's gonna happen to you?! Should you scream for help?!

🌙 "I'm sorry for this Darling.." Viktor says softly before knocking you out.

🌙 Now back to the present, the 3 rode around in a caravan, a charming little wagon that doubled as a moving home of sorts. One went in front and drove while the other two looked after you or did other things.

🌙 Every escape attempt you had would end up in failure, their superhuman senses were no match for you.

🌙 "Garrick you said that 10 minutes ago!" Viktor growls at the younger vampire.

🌙 Garrick groans "Fiiiiiine!" He says before giving you one last hug and kiss and going out with a coat to shield him from the sun.

🌙 You had about 10 seconds to yourself before Viktor sits down next to you and pulls you onto his lap.

🌙 "Oh how I missed your warmth little mortal~" He purrs, kissing your neck which made you tense up in fear of his fangs. He feels your heart beat faster and smirks. "Am I making you nervous~?" He teases.

🌙 Silas comes over and smacks the dark-haired man on the head "Enough Viktor! Don't you think our precious little darling is frightened already?" he scolds before smiling down at you warmly. Viktor just rolls his eyes and buries his face into your neck.

🌙 He hands you a cup of tea and sits down across from you and Viktor "Drink up dear, mortals like you need to stay warm in the winter~"

🌙 Silas was the most respectful one out of the 3, he was always taking care of you and making sure the others didn't make you feel uncomfortable, but of course he was just as obsessive of you as they were.

🌙 Viktor is such a cuddle bug, always hugging you close every chance he gets. He'd even have the luxury to sleep with you, an activity he hasn't done in a while. He might not need to sleep, but just lying in bed with your adorable sleeping form was like being in heaven for him.

🌙 Garrick love love loves chatting with you. Rambling to you about people he's killed or jewelry he's looted off of his food weren't the best topics to talk about, but he's got no one else to talk to! And you are his darling after all!

🌙 And you could do nothing about any of it. You were treated like a glorified pet and there was no way to leave or escape of have any time for yourself..

🌙 It continued on like this until the caravan came to a stop by a small town. The weather was much colder now than it was in your hometown with rain softly pouring down from the sky.

🌙 Your heart drops, knowing what they're going to do here.

🌙 They all come off the caravan, Silas going to give the horses some food. You refused to leave the caravan in your anxiety-stricken state.

🌙 Garrick notices your nervousness and smiles, sitting next to you and putting his forehead to yours "Darling, you miss home don't you~?" he coos softly.

🌙 You nod slightly as you refuse to look at him or even move.

🌙 The vampire sighs and rests his head on your shoulder and holds your hand. "I know honey...but we won't hurt you! And besides, you don't know these people anyway! You scared we'll kill them and stuff? It's fine! We do it all the time!" He laughs. He wasn't making anything better..

🌙 "You're shit at comforting people Silas." Viktor looks at the red head with a deadpanned expression. "Oh up yours Vik!" Garrick rolls his eyes at him.

🌙 At least that made you lighten up a bit..

🌙 Garrick pulls you up from your seat and you get out of the caravan, rain hitting your face before the vampire opens up an umbrella and holds you close to him so you don't get wet.

🌙 "Its fine dear, this is the last stop before we head back to our new home~" Silas walks over and places a kiss on your cheek.

🌙 Wait..home?..

🌙 "Now gentleman! Who's hungry~?"

sorry this is a bit short ! but feel free to request or ask anything about these blorbos! i love em a lot !

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angelltheninth · 9 months

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I saw you did a Hector (from castlevania) post a while back. Any chance you can do prompt 367 with him?

I haven't thought about Hector in a hot minute. Ah the angsty memories.

Pairing: Hector x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, overstimulation, teasing, clit stimulation, edging, begging, gentle dom!Hector, sub vampire!Reader

A/N: The next Castlevania is gonna be good, I know it will but damn I'll miss the old characters.

367. "If you want to come you'd better beg."

Being part of Hector's research usually involved reading up on books, helping him sort through his equipment, helping him clean up after he's done, simple work like that. It was fun being his assistant even if you were originally appointed as his guard and needed to make sure he actually worked.

It never occurred to you that'd you'd ever be assisting him while you were sprawled on your back across the table, your dress pulled down so your breasts could bounce freely under his hands and Hector thrusting in-between your legs.

You haven't been going at it for long but you were so close already. The only problem was that for some reason no matter how tightly coiled that heat in your lower stomach was you couldn't make yourself go over the edge.

"What's the matter? You've been clenching on my cock for a while now. Won't you come for me? Why so shy now, pretty?" You wanted to come, you really wanted to, "Maybe you need me to take the lead. Show you how good it feels when you're fucked full of my seed." Hector rolled your nipples under his thumbs, his thrusts speeding up and up and up until they came to a screeching halt. Then one thrust. Another. And a third one for all of his cum to flood your inner walls.

You still couldn't do it. "Hector, please, I need you to... I feel like I'm going crazy."

"Ah. I see what's going on here." He smirked down at you, "Poor thing, are you perhaps waiting for my permission?" Your cheeks flushed as he let you nuzzle into his palm, feeling how warm he was to the touch. "If you want to come you'd better beg." You bit and sucked his thumb instead, refusing to sink so low as to beg a human for an orgasm. Hector had his own ways of making you listen. His other hand trailed down your body, his finger quickly and roughly rolling over your clit. You almost bit his thumb off from the pleasurable torture. "Beg. For. It."

As you looked at him from the corner of your eye it irritated you, how he was just a human, with so much power to hold over you with the pleasure he was willing to give and take away. "Please. Let me come." It was the most embarrassing words you'd ever spoken in your life but they also felt like the most liberating when you heard his next ones.

"Good girl. You can finish." He said it with so much authority that your body obeyed him without a second thought. You couldn't stop your hips from smacking against his, taking his cock and more of his cum until you fell flat against the surface. In the process of it you didn't realize that your fangs broke his skin, that you were sucking on his blood, "Didn't tell you to do that. But I suppose you earned yourself a little treat." Hector moved his thumb back and forth along your tongue, spreading the blood on it, making you moan for a whole other reason.

This man was straight up addictive, you didn't see it happening before now but you were eager to hear every world he had to say. And even more eager to obey it.

#castlevania x reader #hector x reader #castlevania imagine #castlevania smut #castlevania fanfiction #smut drabble

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kenchosaikuo · 10 months

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This is my first ever one-shot, fanfic, sort of post so bear with me if it is really bad.

The idea for this is how I think the Across the Spider-verse characters would react to you kissing them with lipstick on. Be warned it will probably be horrifically ooc or maybe it won’t, never tried writing from another characters perspective before. Tried to be gn!Reader but might lean a little more to the feminine side. It’s also not in any particular order.

Miles Morales

This boy would be a mix of nervous and flustered at the same time. Bonus points if you grab his face while you kiss him, he would short circuit in a second. He’d bounce back after a minute but still be pretty flustered, would definitely stumble over his words while trying to act like he’s ok. Would try to hide how red his face is by covering them with his hands, if you pull them away from him. Oh boy. Prepare for the rebooting process. May or may not take longer than 5 minutes. Would probably wash the mark off, y’know because of his parents and all.

“I- Uh- um. T- thank you f-for um.. that. Um. It felt n-nice” “You good baby?” “Y-yea I’m good.” “You stuttering a lot. You sure you’re good babe?” “Yea. Just need a few minutes to reboot”

Gwen Stacy

Would have a more controlled reaction. She would be flustered but wouldn’t show it as much as Miles would. She’d probably get a little red on the ears and on the cheeks but other than that she’d be ok. She might stumble over her words a bit and look away as to hide some embarrassment. Would definitely tell Hobie about what happened and talk about how life is going. Bonus points if you use her own lip stick. Would probably wash the mark off so her dad doesn’t know.

“Dang you got rizz like that” “If it’s making you smile like that, then I guess I do” “Wait is that my lipstick though” “Sure is” “Rizz 9000”

Peter B. Parker

(This is before MJ and Mayday)

I feel like he’d get slightly flustered by it but not so much so to where he would stumble over words. Almost like Gwen. He would pull you in and give you kisses in return too. Whether it be on the forehead, the lips, or anywhere else expect a kiss in return. Would probably tell you to do it again. After a few minutes of sitting on the couch and exchanging little pecks I imagine it would turn into a little movie night with just sitting there and exchanging kiss while the movie plays. Might get distracted when the movie gets good though. Would probably forget about the mark and just leave it there.

“Wait hold on I’m lost. Is she dating him or is she dating the other guy” “Wait what, I thought she was with him and she cheated on him with other guy. Dang it P now I’m confused” “Oh well this movie was confusing anyway. Now where were we?”

Miguel O’Hara

Would enjoy it. Hands down. Would let you do it. Depending on where you kissed him he would have different reactions. So like on the forehead or cheek, the more sweet areas I feel like he’d kiss you back in the same place. If you did it on the lips, depending on the time and place, it could potentially turn into a little make out session. Now, should you do it on the neck you better prepare yourself for when he’s done working. He’d also probably do it back to you as well. I mean he would get his fangs out and bite you, should you wish. He’ll mark you just like you marked him. Depending if the relationship is known or unknown to others depends if he’ll keep the mark there. If the relationship known he’ll keep the mark there until he showers (if even takes a break from his work). If the relationship is unknown he’ll try to keep it there as long as possible but if he’s gotta go that lipstick stain is coming off.

“Hermosa, what did you just do?” “Nothinggg?” “Sure. Come here Hermosa” “Yes?” “*Bites down on readers neck* Now we are even” “How is that anywhere near even”

The Spot

Would probably get real giddy and happy about it. Cause you know like after he got turned into the spot he’d get turned down by a lot of people cause they mean so it would make him happy to know he’s still loved and not considered a monster in one persons eyes. Anyways, he’d be really happy and would make sure to keep the mark on there just in case he runs into the Spider-Man’s so he can show that he’s loved by someone. Would probably look at Miles and flaunt it. Would make sure the mark stays there. If it rubs off he’ll tell you to kiss him with lip stick on again.

“Guess what Miles, I pulled a girl before you ever could, HA, take that. I’ve got more rizz than you and I ain’t even human no more”.

Jessica Drew

(Before the baby and getting married)

Would get a bit embarrassed about it. I feel like she would like it though. Bonus points if you use her lip stick. She’d probably do the same thing though. Just at a different time to catch you off guard and see you get all flustered and embarrassed. She also seems like the type to not just give one kiss but multiple. Kind of like Peter in a sense. If she were to do it back she would do it multiple times in multiple different areas. Would probably keep the mark there for as long as she could.

“My turn!!” “Wait what Jess hold on” “Mwah and mwah” “I was supposed to be the one to catch you off guard” “Haha, nope”

Pavitr Prabhakar

Would be almost as flustered as Miles but be able to handle said flusteredness better. He’d blush and maybe stutter slightly but he’d be able to cope. Would probably also grab a drink of chai so to calm himself down. He would also definitely get romantic when you do kiss him. He’d probably kiss you back too. Definitely get expect everyone to know. Gwen, Miles, Hobie, Peter, Jess, Miguel even. Everyone is gonna know. Would probably keep the mark there for most of the day too.

“Pav did you really need a cup of Chai to calm down” “N-No, I just like the taste of it” “Sure, but you got it just at this moment in time, can’t be a coincidence hmm??” “Anyways so how’ve you beennnn”

Hobie Brown

He’d probably do it right back. He’d take the lip stick and kiss you all the same way you did him. Alongside Pav and Spot he’d flaunt it everywhere he goes. He would not get flustered either, he’d be surprised but not flustered. I’ve the feeling he’d tell you to do it again and again until his face is peppered in lip stick marks. Would definitely leave the lip stick marks there. May or may not avoid taking a shower just so they stay on longer.

Oi!! Whatcha doing there” “Just giving you a little kiss” “Well you’re doing it in the wrong spot mate. It’s supposed to be on the lips not on the cheek” “Or I could not do it at all??” “Alright point taken, go on”

The End :D

It you enjoyed reading that let me know. OH and give me suggestions too and any critiques you might have. Anything that’s helpful to my writing is gladly appreciated.:D

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ghostlykeyes · 6 months

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Hooray! Requests are open! And I rush like the wind into your abode with my idea! How about this idea? Heartsteel!Kayn x Gothic singer!Reader? Reader is the leader of the Gothic rock band the band. In their video, as well as in the songs themselves, there is a lot of gloom, mystery, and also a lot of creepy themes. There are a lot of cemeteries, abandoned buildings, etc. And in the main life Reader likes to visit cemeteries and abandoned buildings (just like me. Because there you can relax from the hustle and bustle of the city. Peace and quiet). In the clips, Reader often acts as a vampire. I would like to know the dynamics in their relationship) Thank you very much!)

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KAYN

Yone's the one who "introduced" you to Kayn, in a way. After seeing one of your music videos, Yone had a feeling Kayn might like your style and sent him a link. What Yone didn't foresee was Kayn becoming instantly fucking obsessed with you. But how was he supposed to resist? You, with your blood red lips and your black lace everything and your haunting, creepy voice...how could Kayn be anything but instantly, painfully in love?

Since your group was much smaller than Heartsteel, it wasn't hard for Kayn to get you to notice him. Sure, maybe the guys teased him for DM'ing you around the clock and turning up at all your shows like a damn groupie until you told him he could take you out sometime...but he's the one who bagged the goth hottie in the end, so who's the real winner?

Kayn keeps a mini silver bat keychain clipped to his bag, a constant reminder of you. Even though your aesthetic is gloomy and, frankly, a little ominous, he still says that your little bat is his good luck charm.

Of course Kayn knows that you scream in your songs—he listens to them religiously, after all—but the first time he heard it in person? Holy shit, he got chills. He knows he shouldn't interrupt your band practice. It was already nice enough of you to let him sit in and listen. But he can't. fucking. help it. "That was the hottest shit I've heard in my life," he tells you after you finish the song. "You're so fucking cool." When the band takes a five-minute break halfway through rehearsal, Kayn tugs you into the nearest bathroom and shows you just how sexy he finds you. Needless to say, you get a bit more screaming practice than you bargained for...

Typically, Kayn prefers the stage to the crowd, but even he can admit that being in the audience at your shows is a really fucking good time. The low, moody lighting, the smoke machines belting fog across the stage, groups of your fans proudly sporting plastic fans and screaming the haunting lyrics to your songs? The atmosphere is fucking impeccable. Plus, in a crowd like this, he can easily get away with going full Rhaast. (He's even started a mosh pit or two...or more. Probably best not to keep track.)

Kayn's favorite part of your vampire-ensemble? A pair of silver tooth caps, shaped like fangs (naturally). When he steals you away from rehearsals or pulls you into a dark backstage corner after a show, Kayn's quickly licking his way into your mouth, tongue dancing along the edge of the metal. "Bite me," he often growls into the edge of your ear as you're kissing down his neck. At first you thought he was kidding, so you'd always give him a light nip and then find your way back to his hungry mouth. But, one time, he smacked your ass as you were working the soft flesh of his neck and you, surprised, really bit down—hard. The way Kayn squirmed into you, panting and whining as a dark bruise started blossoming to the surface of his neck, told you that's definitely what he'd been wanting all along.

Since Kayn's been in the industry for a long time, he's a lot more used to dealing with paparazzi than you are. Whenever you come to him for advice on dealing with the cameras and harassment, he scoffs, instantly annoyed. "Oh, those fucking assholes? If you get in their faces enough, they'll back off." Don't worry, though, he'll do the 'getting in their faces' part for you. If you're out with Kayn and the two of you start getting mobbed, he's not afraid to elbow a reporter or two, or break a few camera lenses. Your management is pissed by the bad press, of course, but it's done wonders for your privacy.

Kayn's favorite pet-name for you is his 'baby bat'. He often calls you that after you do something cute. "Ugh, my baby bat," he says, squishing your cheeks with his hand and planting a kiss on your puckered, smushed-together lips. "So fucking adorable."

Your music taste has earned you the great honor of sharing a Spotify account with Kayn. You're the only person he'd ever even consider allowing to add songs to his playlists, or influence what music the algorithm spits through the radio while he's driving. Just don't steal the account while he's listening (he gets pouty).

Whenever the two of you are hanging out Kayn tries to snag your notebook, flipping through for a glimpse at your newest song concepts or music video ideas. He can't help being curious! You're one of his favorite artists (the fact that you kiss him a lot helps with that), so he's always eager for a sneak peek at your next creative endeavor. Your brain fascinates him, and he can't wait to see what ominous project you put out next.

Anytime you've got a photoshoot, count on Kayn to show up. He loves to see you in full vampire-mode, looking flawless in you Tim-Burton-esque makeup and your platform boots. He's got an eye for edgy photography and iconography, too, so he's a great person to draw inspiration from (even if he tends to annoy the photographers—he's not afraid to tell them if their photos are shitty). Some of his best photo ideas? A boudoir-esque shoot centered around a velvet-lined coffin, a Halloween photo-set with charmingly-poorly-carved jack o' lanterns (carving credits to Heartsteel), a birthday party in a graveyard. Not all of his ideas are so extravagant, of course, and some of his best are the most simple. He's taken a simple shot of his neon eye that you loved so much, you made it the cover art for one of your singles.

Kayn has you saved in his phone under a black heart and a bat emoji.

While the graveyard might be a little too quiet and still for his tastes, Kayn's glad to accompany you on trips to abandoned buildings. He's committed arson in explored his fair share of old warehouses and factories, so he knows what to expect when the two of you break into an abandoned building on a date. He's got a full toolkit—flashlights, a crowbar, lockpicks. Whenever you've got to smash a window or crack a lock to move forward, Kayn eagerly volunteers to clear the way. "You know, since I'm a gentleman," he smiles, sweeter than sugar as he kicks down a door. (You have to physically restrain yourself from rolling your eyes at that.) The two of you spend hours wandering through old buildings on your days off, brushing through years of old, quiet dust. When it's time to leave, Kayn breaks a bottle of spray paint out of his bag. He always tags the building before you clear out, one little symbol for each of you; his Rhaast-grinned Heartsteel icon, and a bat next to it.

#heartsteel #heartsteel headcanons #heartsteel kayn #kayn #heartsteel x reader #kayn x reader #kayn/reader #sheida kayn

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moonsslover · 1 year

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"I need to protect what's mine."

PAIRING: Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan x fem!omatikaya!reader.

SUMMARY: While hunting with Neteyam you encounter a dangerous predator, your beloved wanted to keep you safe.

WARNING(S): none?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, so that's my first work and I hope it's great. If you guys want me to write something just tell me and I will do it.

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You were with Neteyam hunting in the forest. You made a bet on who would kill an animal first. Neteyam says he will do it, but you also insist that you will win.

After a few long minutes, when nothing appeared in your sight, you thought you couldn't win anymore. However, you heard a small rustle (which fortunately the boy standing behind you didn't hear). The leaves of the bush moved slightly and then a medium-sized animal ran out from behind them.

You nocked your arrow, aimed the right point and shot. The creature fell to the ground, bleeding profusely from the wound where the arrow was stuck.

"Ha! Ftue!" you let out a scream of joy and turned to Neteyam. The boy turned with raised eyebrows, immediately landing his gaze on the lying animal.

Despite the fact that you won, a sincere smile bloomed on his face. He held his bow in his left hand and cupped your cheek with his right hand, stroking your cheek gently with his thumb. "You did it." he laughed.

"I know. I can't wait to tell Kiri. Her older warrior brother, lost to his less experienced girlfriend" you laughed showing your fangs and your hand landed on his chest gently nudging him.

His smile faded as he stared at the spot behind you. He stood still with his hand on your cheek. You wanted to turn around to see what he was looking at, but his grip on the cheek made it impossible.

"Do not move." he whispered, making eye contact with you. "Will you do something for me?"

"Teyam what is this?" you asked, frowning. You didn't understand what he meant.

"You have to get out of here, okay? Run straight to the village." he replied with a stern expression on his face. You thought he was making fun of you and pushed his hand away to see if there was actually something behind you. And it was.

In the place of trees, leaves and bushes stood Thanator. He stood there completely still, calmly watching you. So the earlier animal run, sensing danger in the distance.

"Kä" he said grabbing your arm and turning you towards him. "Kehe" you whispered nervously as you nocked an arrow to your bow.

A stupid order on his part, of course there was no way you would leave him alone with this creature. True, he was a very good fighter, almost like his father, but the Thanator was a deadly threat.

You wanted to turn around and aim an arrow at the animal, but you flinched as the creature roared loudly heading straight for you two.

Maybe it wasn't very logical, but the boy pushed you to the side, so that you fell off a small rock. He nocked his arrow aiming straight at him. For a moment you thought that Thanator was running straight at you, but after a while you realized that he was heading straight at Neteyam.

You couldn't control your thoughts. You must have done something or Neteyam has little chance against this huge creature. You didn't have your bow because it fell off when you fell. So you decided to get his attention.

You jumped like a slingshot and howled loudly, meeting the nervous gaze of the boy who was nodding his head from side to side in incomprehension. But it worked, the animal focused on you. You started running as fast as you could. You avoided trees, branches and bushes, jumping every now and then.

But thanator was dodging everything easily catching up with you. You had to confuse him or he'll get you. You saw a tree whose roots protruded quite high and created a not very durable shelter.

But they might have helped you gain a few seconds advantage on the animal. In the blink of an eye, you jumped into the hole, banging your back against the ground. You hissed in pain as the animal in the meantime began to break through the roots with its huge paws.

Fatal mistake. There was only one side exit, but he would have sensed you and noticed you. You had no choice, Neteyam wasn't around and the roots were starting to break from the weight of the animal.

You crawled out of the hole, but Thanator had already sensed what you were doing and ran around the tree, finding you. You thought you had no chance seeing his mouth wide open roaring at you.

However, before he could do anything, an arrow flew into his mouth, wounding him deeply, causing him to immediately fall to the ground.

You had your hand on your chest with shock written all over your face. You turned around and saw Neteyam standing a few feet away.

When he saw you were scared, he ran to you and took your face in his hands. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" he asked, checking you from head to toe. "Kehe" you gasped as you made eye contact with him.

His gaze was concerned and warm. You stood on your tiptoes and pressed your lips together in a deep kiss. Neteyam grabbed your waist with one hand and grabbed your back with the other, whereupon you broke the kiss and hissed in pain.

"What? Let me see" he spun you back then his eyes landed on the bloody nape of your neck. When you fell into the hole, you must have cut yourself on one of the sharp branches.

"I'm fine." You turned to him slightly annoyed. "And you're not. You wanted to be alone with Thanator and tell me to go to the village? That was crazy." You changed the subject and stared at him angrily, which made him chuckle pulling you closer to him.

"I need to protect what's mine." he said stroking your head. "Right? I could handle him, you were crazy to get his attention."

"Mhm, I have to protect what's mine too, Teyam." You repeated his words, smiling widely.

"Okay, let's go, we need to dress your wound." he said, looking out of the corner of his eye at the animal that was already dead. He grabbed your hand and you walked towards the village.

"Irayo Si, Neteyam." you looked at him. To which he looked back.

"Irayo Si, Y/n."

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Ftue - easy, simple.

Kä - go.

Kehe - no.

Irayo Si - thank, give thanks, thank you.

#neteyam x reader #neteyam x Na'vi!reader #avatar the way of water #avatar x reader #na'vi avatar #kiri avatar

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testingthewatersss · 6 months

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Halloween Bucky Barnes x F Reader Oneshot 5000 words fluff, mild angst, comfort, very light-hearted and mild smut. 18+ MDNI Reader is Tony's sister, a non-enhanced shield agent who reappeared after TWS. The halloween party turns out much better than expected.

It’s Halloween.

Well, it’s the night before Halloween, but it’s also a Saturday. It’s the Saturday before Halloween, which means a party.

A Stark party.

This, of course, means that every single person who lives in Avengers Tower is expected to attend.

Including Bucky.

She had told him that his attendance was not mandatory. Tony had mirrored the sentiment with less interest, too. So he probably could’ve gotten out of the whole affair, had it not been for Steve’s excitement.

His clear, untempered excitement at the mere prospect of attending a party with his best friend.

“It’ll be just like the good old days, Buck! Except you’ll only have one dame on your arm this time- I’d hate to see Y/N's face if you asked her to bring a friend for me”

He hadn’t had the heart to tell him that he really, really didn’t want to go.

The idea of a bustling party, full of strangers and loud music doesn’t sound fun to him anymore.

No, now it fills him with dread. Dread that’s only worsened by the addition of the ‘costume required’ rule, and his inability to get drunk along with the rest of the crowd.

So, he’d nodded along, intending to address his concerns later.

Maybe offering Steve a night out together instead. Just the two of them. That’d be much more akin to the ‘good old days’ anyway. It’s not like lavish billionaire parties were the kind of things they were doing together before the war.

Even if he’s been dating one of said billionaires for over a year.

Y/N is probably the main reason that conversation never happened with Steve. If she hadn’t been going there would’ve been no way in hell that Bucky would’ve even entertained the idea of going himself.

But she is going. And the idea of a night without her is almost worse than the idea of the party.

So now, it’s too late to back out.

He’s dressed up like James Dean because out of all the ideas that had been thrown around, it was the outfit that seemed the least intrusive. It’s basically a leather jacket and some hair gel. Tony had scoffed at the concept, making a ‘Tin-man and Dorothy’ suggestion that had earned a scolding from Y/N, who had beamed at the idea and agreed to go as Audrey Hepburn to complete the look.

He hasn’t seen her all day.

He misses her, and it shows.

Steve is at his side, dressed in an ornate ‘Count Dracula’ ensemble which, paired with the black spray he’s put in his hair looks awful.

The fake fangs are funny, though. And his excitement had been infectious. The playful chattering and obvious glee had been hard to ignore all day, so, he hadn’t tried. He’d let himself get swept up in the atmosphere;

“She’s running late” Natasha announces, rounding a corner dressed as Marylin Monroe, “apparently there was a change of plan”

“What kind of change?” Steve asks before Bucky can—

“She lost a bet” Bruce says, also coming into view.

His costume idea is good.

He’s dressed as Tony, complete with a fake arc reactor and drawn-on facial hair.

If Bucky had a better relationship with the man he might’ve considered that one for himself.

“With who?” he presses, curiously spiking;

“Who do you think?” Tony answers gleefully, “You’re goin’ to love this”

He’s addressing Natasha when he says that, which he thinks is strange. But, Bucky purses his lips in silent consideration.

What kind of bet? he thinks, And why is Natasha going to like it?

A few more minutes pass in the same kind of ‘excited haze’.

Everyone is talking and most of them are drinking, glasses clinking in toasts. Steve has a beer in his hand, but Bucky knows that it’s empty now.

His own is almost drained, too. The taste is familiar and comforting, even if it’s not doing what it used to in regards to calming his nerves.

His nerves are getting more and more frayed with every passing second that she doesn’t arrive.

Everyone else is accounted for.

Steve, and Tony. Bruce, Natasha, Clint, Rhodey, Sam, Wanda and Vision- all present, all wearing their outfits.

God, even Happy has arrived, wearing his usual suit, but with the addition of sunglasses which he says make him a ‘man in black’.

Bucky thinks he looks a bit like a HYDRA officer who he worked for, once. He decides not to mention it.

“Come on, princess!” Rhodey yells, in the general direction of the stairs- “I’m sure your hair looks fine!”

He’s dressed as Fury. It’s funny, but, when no reply comes to his shouting, Bucky can’t help but frown.

Tony, however, snorts out a laugh that makes all eyes snap at him.

“What did you bet, anyway?” Steve asks

“That my new gamma-wave equation was compatible with her old nuero-partical theory-” he answers, “-She said it wouldn’t be because she didn’t believe I’d read her paper.”

“I meant what were the stakes”

“Oh” Tony chuckles, knowing that only Bruce would’ve understood the concept of the dispute anyway, “If she won, I was going to have to cover the internship paperwork for the rest of the year—“

“—And if you won?” Natasha cuts in, suspicious.

“He got to change my costume for tonight” Y/N's voice answers, from out of view.

Any relief that Bucky expected to garner from hearing her voice is dampened by how sullen she sounds.

It doesn’t suit the usual lilt of her voice.

It worries him. He feels both of his hands tightening into fists and is suddenly grateful for how he’d placed his beer bottle on the side.

“Oh no you don’t!” Tony commands, instantly animated, “Back up stairs! FRIDAY- Que the music!”

“Tony!” Y/N objects, tone slipping towards pleading, “Ple-”

Her “please” is drowned out by the loud start of a song.

A familiar song.

Steve recognises it first. His eyes widening as every single person that has gathered in the common room moves, all adjusting their positions so that they have a clear view of the stairs.

Bucky is no different.

He walks a little too fast, the vibration from the speakers filling him with urgency.

‘Star spangled man, with a plan'

The tune builds, and then he feels his face click with remembrance;

It was the song they used to parade Steve around too. With a haram of women in short skirts-

“I’m going to kill you,” she says, louder than the music, “Tony, I swear to god—”

‘and I tell you there’s no substitute— the Star, Spangled, Man, with a plan’

and then, the venom in her voice makes sense.

As she appears at the top of the staircase, almost unrecognisable, Bucky thinks it makes perfect sense.

So does her brother's untempered laughter, and the way that he’s snapping pictures on his cell phone.

Her usually brown hair is blonde. Shoulder length in soft waves, her lips are painted bright, apple red, which, hair colour aside isn’t too abnormal for her, but-

God, she’s… she’s dressed like Steve.

She’s wearing the full Captain America suit, skin tight and colourful with the shield slung over one of her shoulders.

As she starts to walk down towards the crowd, Bucky realises that his jaw is hanging open, so he snaps it shut.

“Give us a smile, Cap!” Tony gears, cell phone aimed at his sister's face, “and maybe a salute”

“I will break your fucking jaw-” she threatens.

“Language” Natasha scolds, failing to conceal her grin;

Y/N's head snaps towards her friend, and then, she moves her hand, flipping her the bird before turning to glare at her brother again.

“Can I at least lose this wig?”

“No” Tony answers quickly, “No, I think it really ties it all together”

“You’re an asshole” she hisses, “You’re not even wearing a costume”

“Yes I am” he retorts, almost offended, “I’m dad!”

“You’re who?!” she splutters, totally taken aback, “You- You’re going as dad?!”

“Yes” Tony replies with a smirk, ”but, young dad, y’know- not-”

“You haven’t even shaved” she says, pointing at his face, “He had a moustache- not a goatie”

“I couldn’t find a razor” he lies, not even trying to hide his glee, “and all I needed to finish the look was-”

“Son of a bitch” Y/N curses, realisation setting in, “you made me wear this so I could be your accessory?”

and then a ripple of laughter washes over everyone.

Everyone except for Y/N, and Bucky, who is still staring at her, awestruck.

“You’re a jerk,” she says when everything settles;

“That’s more like it” Tony says, “throw in a couple of ‘sons’, maybe a self-richeous speech about justice here and there-“

“Hey” Steve objects, suddenly realising that at least part of this might be at his expense,

Tony beams again, excitement unwavering under his sister's glare.

and then there’s silence.

The sibling's dynamic is strange at the best of times, and in situations like this, the entire mood of the evening is going to be decided by how well either party decides that they can take a joke.

“Just wait until next year” Y/N sighs at last, “I’ll get you for this- I swear”

“I bet you will” Tony agrees, looking falsely contrite, “But for tonight-”

“I’m your star-spangled man with a plan,” she says, defeated.

He bursts out a “ha!” and turns to celebrate his victory with Rhodey and the others.

Y/N takes the moment of reprieve to finally meet Bucky’s gaze. She takes a few steps towards him, before smiling in acknowledgement of Steve, too.

“Sorry about leavin’ you in the lurch with the outfit,” she says, “at least you’re basically just dressed as yourself.”

Steve chuckles at her, even though she’d been talking to Bucky, and then he comments on her hair.

“It’s a wig,” she says off-handedly, “What’s in yours anyway? Shoe polish?”

That makes Bucky laugh for the first time that evening.

A real, true laugh.

He’s not even sure why. The jibe hadn’t been that funny. Not really. But he’s giddy with relief that she’s okay. That she’s safe and finally here, and her outfit is… ridiculous, he knows it is, but he can’t help but find himself captivated by it all the same.

Y/N beams in response to his outburst regardless. Smiling at him with her with her painted lips like he’s the best thing in the world.

That’s how she always looks at him. It’s so familiar that he can almost ignore the costume.

“It’s not your shield,” she tells Steve, “Or your suit, don’t worry”

“I wasn’t worried” Steve replies, “I was wondering how it fit you so well”

Bucky laughs again, and this time he realises that both of them are grinning at him.

“You look great, doll” he says when he catches his breath, “I’ve never really been into blondes but I think you pull it off”

“I can’t wait to pull it off-” she mutters, tugging at the fake hair with dismay, “-but, thank you.”

And then, everyone’s moving.

The room is a blur of motion. Everyone is abandoning bottles and cans and glasses and heading towards the elevators.

And Bucky is holding Y/N's hand while he lets Rodgers knock against his shoulder and make jokes about candy.

They have to split into groups for the cars.

Y/N and Tony have to go together with Happy, so, with a pout and a kiss on his cheek, she leaves Bucky with Steve and Sam.

Wilson teases him a little about how love-sick he is, but Steve doesn’t let the ribbing go on for too long before he silences him with a fatherly glare that makes him the target of the jokes.

Bucky doesn’t have to come to his rescue because their car pulls up just after the Starks have left.

He hates being driven around.

The feeling of being forced to be still in the back of a moving vehicle is unpleasant. But not unfamiliar.

Steve is too polite to comment on the way that his flesh knuckles turn white as he makes a tight fist on his lap. Or, how on the way he flinches, hard, when they stop at red lights.

“Easy” Sam chides, ignorant of the reason behind the response, “we’re in an armoured car- relax a little”

“I think Tony called it luxury” Steve cuts in, trying to be supportive and change the subject, “but he’s right, Buck- Everything’s fine-

“Luxury or not” the other man replies, “We’re still in the billionaire equivalent of an armoured tank—”

“Yeah?” Bucky gristles, tired of the patronising tone, “So was Howard Stark”

His remark sours the atmosphere instantly.

Steve goes to put a hand on his knee but he jerks it free before he really makes contact.

Sam just falls into an awkward silence that Bucky thinks is much more tolerable than his attempt at conversation.

They arrive exactly seven minutes later.

He knows because he’s been counting.

Y/N had taught him to do that. When they’d been talking about ‘coping techniques’ he’d scoffed at the usual suggestion of deep breathing.

“Deep breathing doesn’t help when you feel like you’re somewhere you can’t catch your breath, doll”

“No” she’d agreed, patient as always, “No, I don’t suppose it does.”

She wasn’t the first person to talk to him about ways that might help him feel better. She was probably the first person to listen to him, though;

“What did you used to do when you really couldn’t?”

He stared at her blankly for a few seconds before she’d taken pity on him and smiled.

“When you couldn’t catch your breath.”

Oh-

“You mean…” he’d gulped, “You mean when I was there?”

“mhmm”

“Whatever I was told”

That was the first time he’d been really honest with someone who’d tried to ask him about that. The answer had slipped out before he’d had a chance to think about it, but when he’d had a moment or two to process what he’d just admitted, he’d been so embarrassed that Y/N's palm on his cheek had jarred him.

Jarred him so much that he’d jolted in place, the panic that they’d been previously discussing flaring in an embarrassing display.

“..Okay…” Y/N had exhaled, “… you’re okay…”

A jerky nod hadn’t reassured her much, but it’d been all he could offer her at the time.

“What are you doin’ right now, huh? Nobodies telling you what to do now.”

“I-“ he’d stammered, suddenly unsure, “-I’m counting”

“Counting?” she’d pressed, curious “Alright… Let me know how high you get”

And then he’d been crying. He’d broken down and sobbed into her shoulder until his chest had stopped racing.

Then, he’d been able to explain, very shakily, about how sometimes they’d kept him masked for so long that arbitrarily counting in his head had been his only way of not losing whatever scrap of sanity he’d had left.

He could always count.

No matter what terrible thing was happening to him. No matter what heinous thing he was being made to do to someone else.

He could manage counting.

“So” she’d whispered, stroking his hair back, “That’s what you do… You count.”

and he still counts.

and, because he’s been doing it for so long, he’s quite good at matching his silent clock to actual seconds.

and, by the time they’re all exiting the car, it’s only been another 20.

The atmosphere is still awkward. Even with the removal of the car from the equation.

“You okay, Buck?”

It’s Steve asking. Concerned, now.

He feels a sharp stab of guilt when he blinks his eyes over to him and sees that it’s genuine. That the playful, childish excitement from before is gone, replaced by fatherly worry.

“I’m fine, Stevie” he replies, deliberately making his tone light-

When he sees that he’s not buying it, Bucky smiles.

“I’m not a good passenger” he allows, “but I’m fine.”

That seems to work a little. The honesty does, anyway.

“Look” Bucky sighs, placing his flesh hand precisely on his shoulder, “This is all a little hard on me…even the car rides-”

“-You’re doin’ awesome, Buck-”

“-Give it a rest” he chuckles, jostling him a little, “I’m workin’ on some stuff, don’t worry about me.”

The latter part is what sticks with Steve.

He looks directly at his old friend, reading his face for a full 4 seconds before nodding in agreement.

“I can’t take you seriously with that hair,” Bucky says, breaking the tension as they head towards the back entrance, “How did you do it?”

“Natasha gave me some spray stuff?” he says, almost like a question, “Apparently it washes out.”

“I hope it does” Bucky grumbles, flashing his ID at the doorman without meeting his eyes—

The inside of the party is alive.

That’s the only way to describe it.

It’s like every single person in the building has merged into one singular being. And that being is having a blast.

There’s dancing and laughter and plenty of drinking.

The Stark’s always have an open bar, and it’s clear that this one is being used.

Custom Halloween cocktails (and the signature glasses they come in) are littering the space, acting as extra decor as the multi-coloured lights dance through them.

A woman dressed as a cat, holding a tray of neon green shots appears, smiling at Bucky as she offers him one;

“That I’d pay to see,” Tony says, coming up behind her, and drinking 3 of them in quick succession, “Terminator and Captain All-star doin’ jello shots”

Wilson, eye patch and all laughs, mirroring the billionaire and taking his shot with a grin.

“Play nice” Y/N’s voice inserts, as the crowd parts to reveal her, “They don’t even get drunk from them, T— why would they want to do them?”

“For fun?” Tony replies, doing another 2 shots without coming up for air, “You’re gettin’ a little too into character there, cap”

As if to spite her brother, she declines the waitress's offer before making a show of politely thanking the next server who seems to be busying themselves following the more high-profile guests around.

Any hopes Bucky might have had about spending the night with her are dashed a few minutes later by the arrival of the other Avengers… and then, a camera crew.

A camera crew who find Y/N being dressed as Captain America captivating.

And then, god—

The addition of Tony’s costume? that’s the nail in the coffin.

Every single person who doesn’t live with the duo is glued to them all night.

Snapping pictures and laughing and ploughing them with drinks.

She only manages to slip away to Bucky’s side twice.

The first time is because she catches him looking forlorn by a window.

That he’d been watching her reflection in but, still—

She’d nodded, making an inane excuse before crossing the room to press a kiss against his cheek.

“Are you okay, handsome?” she whispers, directly into his ear.

“I’m okay” he replies, meaning it. “Waitin’ for Steve to get back with the drinks- Couldn’t face the bar.”

“Smart move” Y/N murmurs, tangling her fingers with his metal ones for a moment, “If you need me, come find me.”

“I haven’t lost you, doll” is the reply he gives her, nodding towards the window in half admission, and half explanation.

She laughs, kisses him properly and then, she ducks out of view with the playful salute that makes him very grateful for the privacy the party lighting provides.

The second time, they’ve been there for hours.

Steve is having the best time Bucky remembers seeing him have in… well, decades.

and frankly, it’s infectious.

Bucky is laughing. Laughing, lips grazing a beer bottle as Natasha tells another embarrassing story about Rodgers that sounds strangely familiar.

He’s telling her that things haven’t changed that much in the past hundred years when he catches her.

She’s stood, arm draped over her brother's shoulder with her head turned just slightly towards where he’s sat on a high stool that’s draped in fake cobwebs.

She’s watching him.

She’s just watching him with this, adoring look on her face that makes him blush even though he’s not meant to know that she’s looking.

Her gaze doesn’t linger. He never actually meets her eyes. She’s way too good for that to happen.

But his moment of distraction is noted by Natasha, who makes a jibe about him focusing on the wrong Steve.

When Y/N separates from Tony to head towards the bathroom, Bucky makes his excuses as well, suddenly unable to bear another minute apart.

She actually does use the bathroom, which makes dread stir heavily in Bucky’s stomach.

You’re acting like a stalker, Barnes, he thinks, hiding in the dark—

“Hey, Buck” Y/N greets, in a half-hearted impression of Steve, “You doin’ okay?”

The second part of the attempt is much better.

So much better that he can’t help but laugh;

“That-” he chuckles, “is scary, doll. Please don’t do that again.”

She nods, beaming at him again.

“You havin’ fun?” she asks, in her usual lilt, “You look like you are”

That almost sounds awed. He’s blushing, and her hand is reaching out to stroke his cheek and god, he’s leaning into her fingers;

“You were watchin’ me?” he murmurs, shy.

She chuckles, leaning in to kiss his brow.

“Of course I was” she purrs, “seein’ you smilin’ like that, it’s the best part of a night like this.”

“A night like this” he echos, utterly entranced, “You mean Halloween?”

She shrugs and he can see the flush of alcohol in her face.

It’s beautiful.

She’s beautiful.

“See?” she murmurs, thumb on his lower lip, “You’re perfect…”

and, he thinks he might actually be melting.

He’s pressed into the corner that he’d put himself in, and she’s wearing that stupid suit, and she’s blonde and for some reason, it’s not funny.

Even though it should be.

It should be hilarious.

But, it’s… it’s not.

“That hairspray really has hold, huh?”

He chuckles at that, as her fingers try and run through his hair.

She gives up quickly, not wanting to risk pulling on the strands.

No, she wouldn’t ever do that.

“It’s yours,” he tells her lamely—

The spray… the hair— me…

The laughter she treats him to is nicer than the music that’s been playing all night. And the look of love on her face is sweeter than the bright red ‘blood’ orange cocktail that Natasha had made him drink.

“I love you,” she tells him, “Sweetheart”

“I love you” he echos, “and I’ve been watching you too…”

“I know,” she says with a smirk, “You’re not half as subtle as you think you are, Soldier.”

“Maybe not” he agrees, leaning obviously towards her now, “but in my defence- everyone’s lookin’ at you tonight”

“Everyone” she agrees, a little grumpily, “I was really hopin’ that Tony was going to steal the spotlight, but I guess I can let him have this one.”

“People are lookin’ at him too,” he tells her, “if that helps”

“It does” she sighs, knowing that she has to get back to her brother soon, “It’ll help a whole bunch more when people aren’t calling me Cap’ and making jokes about blondes having more fun”

He can’t help but chuckle at that. At the pout she’s wearing, and the way that there's a stubborn crease forming between her brows.

“Are you?”

“Am I what?” she asks, expression softening when she looks at him, again.

“Having more fun?”

“Not yet” she replies, “but, if the way you keep starring at my ass in this suit is anything to go by then there’s still time for that to change”

That makes him flush hotter than he thought was possible;

He squirms a little. Embarrassed by the fact that he can’t deny the accusation behind her little joke.

“I…uh—“ he stutters, trying to explain himself, “— um, I…I- di-“

“You don’t like the outfit?” her brow raises in a challenge.

Again, he can’t say that. It’s not true.

He toes at the floor, embarrassed by just how much he does like it.

“I better stop torturing you” she sighs, tone reluctant, “Let you get back to enjoying yourself with Steve.”

“I’m enjoyin’ myself with you,” he says, a little breathy.

“I know” she agrees, smoothing her hand down his front, straightening his shirt, “I know but Natasha has been watching us for 3 minutes, and I think she’s drunk enough to make jokes about us hooking up in the bathroom like high schoolers.”

“and that’d be bad,” he says lamely.

“That’d be bad” she agrees, playful laughter back in her tone, “Because while I’m stuck with Tony, you’re the one that’ll have to hear them all night.”

He nods, before pulling her in for a kiss.

And then, she’s gone.

And he’s back, ignoring the one sly dig about how long he spent in the bathroom, and how Y/N has also only just reappeared.

She was right, he thinks, they’re lucky to get away with only that one dig.

The rest of the night is fast.

It’s loud and full of friends, laughter, and music.

and a never-ending stream of drinks which Bucky can almost trick himself into believing are getting him buzzed.

The routine of drinking them is calming if nothing else.

The fruity ones are sweet, and the beer is classic and the shots, he finds out, aren’t that bad either.

Even if he can’t taste them as they slip down his throat.

He thinks he might’ve liked jello-shots, before.

When they’d have actually served a purpose.

The way that Steve is beaming at him is a purpose on its own he supposes. And they’re serving that one, so, he keeps drinking them.

It’s not exactly like the ‘good old days’ but it’s nice.

It’s very, very, nice.

The only thing that would make it nicer would be if Y/N had been able to escape the spotlight of everyone else for long enough to join him.

But, the way she’s smiling at him whenever he catches her eye across the crowded room takes the edge off.

The distance feels playful, not painful.

The glances and winks are flirtatious, and Bucky is loving it.

He’s loving every single second of it.

and then, it’s winding down.

The guests are leaving, pressing gracious kisses against Tony’s cheek, and then Y/N's and then it’s back to Tony—

He disappears before the room clears, arm in arm with a very female-looking Hulk.

There’s green paint all over his neck already, so it’s hardly a surprise.

Banner hasn’t been drinking, and although he grumbles a bit about Tony’s choice of companion, when the fact that he’s dressed up as the man is highlighted, he realises that he doesn’t have a leg to stand on.

When it’s time for the remaining Avengers to head home they separate into groups organically.

Somehow, Bucky winds up driving.

He doesn’t complain about that, though. He prefers it. Even if Steve is a nightmare for interfering from the backseat.

Wilson is black-out drunk. His speech so slurred that they’re not even pretending to understand him; and when they eventually pull up into the underground garage, Steve’s big brother complex fires up into high gear and he takes full responsibility for taking him inside and seeing him safely to his room.

Bucky is thrilled by this. He doesn’t hide it well. Steve slaps his shoulder in mock scolding before he ducks away into the stairwell.

He doesn’t know why he’s giddy on the way to his room.

Well, he does.

But he’s trying not to focus on it because it’s embarrassing.

It’s embarrassing because he’s excited by the idea of his girlfriend waiting for him in their room-

-Dressed as your best friend, he reminds himself, Dressed as Steve-

The feeling of wrongness only makes him more excited.

God, that’s sick, he thinks, hand on the door;

“About time, Sarge”

Her voice makes any shame melt away from his core.

and then he’s walking towards her. He’s pacing towards the bed, where she’s leaning against one of the mahogany four-poster posts, with the shield propped up against her bed frame.

When he realises that he’s looking at that, it doesn’t take long at all for his gaze to jump to her boots.

They’re red and knee-high, and then he’s starring at her ass in the suit again-

“Shall I keep the wig on?”

He’s caught, again.

His mouth opens to…Well, he’s not exactly sure of what he intends to do, but, nothing wasn’t the plan;

“Or is the blonde too weird?”

This whole thing is weird, but he likes it.

He’s still just gawking, so she beams at him before kicking a leg up onto the bed, to better display the boots.

“I think we should make Steve wear these,” she says, “I think they’d really set-”

“Can we not talk about Steve right now?-” he asks, chuckling, “Please?”

“Yes, sir” she replies, straightening back out and offering him a salute, “the bedroom is a Steve free zone.”

and then, he’s kissing her.

He’s kissing her, and she tastes like cocktails and his hands are on her waist, and god, she’s perfect-

“Y’know, I-” he pants, lips barely leaving hers, “-I always liked the outfit.”

“Wanna know a secret?” she whispers, hands moving up to cup his jaw, “So have I”

Oh, god- he’s laughing.

They’re both laughing, and kissing, and then they’re on the bed.

And they’re still kissing—

She loses the wig quite quickly.

Bucky tugs it free and launches it across the room where it knocks over an empty vase with a dull clatter.

The boots, however, stay on.

Even when the suit eventually comes off, the shiny red boots remain.

and the next morning, when she wakes up, she kicks them off, letting them fall to the side of the bed. And then, as she turns to fully admire him, she finds herself laughing quietly at the stains of red that smeared across his cheeks, and his neck, and his mouth.

“I made a mess of you, sugar” she murmurs, thumb brushing over the curve of his jaw, “I’ll help you clean up later— I promise.”

“I’ll hold ya’ to that, doll”

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pandamaster203 · 6 months

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Hi could you do rottmnt brothers x younger human sibling reader (Platonically ofc) and because the reader is human the don't get to go missions because their brothers think it's to dangerous and one day while they are walking around new York the meet macaque (from lmk) and he lets them be his successor but the reader doesn't tell their brothers

I’ve been working a lot more and I’ve finally got time to do this! Ok I hope you enjoy!

Platonic Rottmnt Turtles with Macaque’s successor reader

•You we’re the youngest among your family and you were a human. So naturally their pretty over protective.

•You could only go to the surface during the day and that was with April or one of your brothers!

•One day April left your side for a bit and you went to a shadow play, where you met Macaque.

(I’m just gonna mix the fandoms in a little bit here)

•He showed his shadow skills and even a bit of his abilities, you practically begged him to train you since you weren’t getting anywhere asking your brothers to train you.

•He was reluctant but said yes. So you started sneaking away when your brothers went on missions to Macaque’s dojo to train with him.

•Not gonna lie it was hard. But unlike when he was training Mk he knew you hadn’t had previous training and went softer. He also wants you to learn that fights aren’t fair. He’s going easy, but still giving you fair training.

•When you finally learn to fight, then you can learn some shadow magic.

•You’ve been training with Macaque for three months while balancing life with your brothers and family, and them not knowing a thing.

•You’ve even managed to learn how to teleport through shadows, even how to become a shadow! Even make your own shadow staff!!

•If you haven’t guessed you literally view Macaque as a second father. He’s been training you, giving you good advice, even gives you little breaks so you don’t over stimulate yourself.

•Now five months in training with Macaque is when your brothers start getting a little suspicious. Your reflexes are faster, you don’t ask Raph to help you open jars anymore, you sometimes get behind them without making a sound!

•Also strangely enough not like yourself. You have better balance, Mikey noticed your eating more stone fruit, Donnie noticed you have little fangs coming in, and the thing that really made then realize something was up.

•Your hearing got way better! They were with you, you had thick headphones blasting music in your ears that even they could hear it. They could also hear Splinter faintly call for you. You got up and went to him to see what he wanted. You some how heard it under the thick head phones and loud music?!

•So they kept a closer eye on you, when finally they saw you leave the lair and go. Naturally they followed, they were worried that you maybe got yourself in trouble with someone and they were honestly prepared to fight someone.

*They see you enter a dojo and a monkey mutant/yo Kai? You two talk for a minute before you two start physically fighting.

•Their shocked to see you fighting back, your keeping up with Macaques hits and blocking blows like a boss! Their more surprised to see you disappear in a shadow underneath you and reappear above them and knock them on the ground.

•Your shocked to see them. You heard their was something else in the dojo, but your brothers?! Macaque just looks at your brothers.

•Honestly after some verbal fighting amongst you and your brothers, lots of crying, and a family hug they figure your doing great with training with Macaque and let you keep doing it.

•They do threaten Macaque that if you ever come home with more hurt then usual for training they will kill him. Macaque only take Mikey and Donnie seriously. He hears all and knows how insane those two are.

•Your brothers are naturally protective of you but they calm down with it after the talk and they see that your doing good.

(A little something extra)

•You did gain an extra two sets of ears if you haven’t guessed. You now have six ears just like Macaque. Plus your now a monkey demon. Yay

•Macaque didn’t know how either. Your cool it’s cool.

•Everyone did their part to make sure you felt good in your new form.

•Macaque taught you how to manage your new form. He shows you how your tail can work and even lets you use it during training. He knows the struggle of having six ears so he gets you a pair of noise canceling headphones. He also trains your hearing, teaches you to control your range.

•Raph honestly gives you pretty big hugs. Since he has pretty big ears he tries to cover your ears when you can’t get to your headphones if something loud is happening.

•Donnie is still pretty annoying with the whole “magic” thing but does put up with it for you. He takes it upon himself to upgrade your noise canceling head phones and noise proofs your room so you can sleep.

•Leo is coming up with ear and monkey jokes, let’s be real. But he also will chill with you and hype you up so you feel more confident.

•Mikey is all for your new fur, tail, and ears. He will brush and groom your fur to make it look nice. This dude will play with your tail. Also your craving for stone fruit, he can help! Lots of stone fruit and stone fruit related dishes.

•Your family loves you and will love you no matter what form you take.

*I loved this idea and I had fun writing it! I love Lmk and Macaque so again this was awesome! Again I hope you enjoyed. ❤️

#x reader #request #rottmnt x reader #lmk macaque x reader #platonic reader

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rosemary-writes · 4 months

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Anemic love

(David x GN! Reader)

Authors Note: howdy howdy my chickens, please enjoy this anemia fueled love story. I didn’t like writing this story because halfway through writing this I found out I was anemic. I’m also afraid of blood so that added to the unpleasantness. Anyways enjoy

Warnings: blood, blood drinking, blood tasting, and blood consumption.

“Just breathe and relax like we talked about, okay?” David whispered from behind you.

“Okay.” you replied, sighing. He pressed a gentle kiss to your neck and his stubble tickled you. His thumb gently rubbed your side in reassurance.

He had been wanting to do this for some time. It took you a while to come around to the idea but slowly you thought about how it would be a good bonding moment. He was always remarking about how drinking blood from you would bring you two closer as partners. Well, he never used that word. He always called you his mate for some strange reason.

Taking in a deep breath, you anticipated the feeling of his fangs. He promised that it wouldn’t hurt but then again, he was going to literally puncture you and drink your blood.

“Calm down, I can hear your heartrate increasing.” He murmured into your neck.

“Sorry, I’m nervous.” You responded.

“Do you want me to try the other thing we talked about?” David asked, hands moving to wrap around your midsection. You sighed at the rising anticipation in your chest.

“I don’t know, maybe?” you said, throwing your head back onto his shoulder in slight frustration.

“It’s your call kitten. I just want you to relax.” He said, giving a quick kiss to side of your jaw.

The other thing that David had brought up, was him using his vampiric powers on you. The main one being his ability to calm and relax you. He did bring it up one of the first few times he tried to talk you into letting him drink from you. It would be easier and less stressful than trying to convince yourself that everything wouldn’t hurt.

“Okay, yeah lets do the other thing too.” You said with an exasperated sigh.

“Alright, take another deep breath.” David said, moving one hand to your chest while keeping one arm wrapped around you. Your hands moved to rest ontop of his arm as you took in a deep breath and exhaled. Within a few seconds, the feeling of relaxation rushed over your entire body. Your eyelids fluttered for a brief moment as your body sunk into Davids.

“I got you baby.” He whispered against your neck.

Then, you felt it. The feeling of his fangs as they punctured your skin. You winced and made a small noise of discomfort as the pain settled around where he bit you. As soon as the pain started, it was gone. Your body was warm and you felt so relaxed. You could see why David wanted to do this.

Speaking of David, his tranquil face soon contorted into something else, it wasn’t his vampiric face, it was the look of disgust. He tried to bare with the taste of your blood but not even a minute after he bit you, he pulled away with a groan.

“Kitten..jesus you taste awful.” David said with disgust, lacing his voice. You didn’t know whether to be offended or concerned. However, the use of his power on you still rendered you very… relaxed.

“Excuse me?” You asked slowly.

“You heard me, you taste awful” David retorted as you moved your head to meet his gaze.

You were met with the sight of your blood around his mouth and a very disgruntled looking boyfriend. Glancing at his fangs, you shuffled a bit to try and look more at him. “Kitten are you sick or something?” he asked, looking at where he bit you.

“No, I think I know if I was coming down with something.” you drawled, resting your forehead on David's chest, the effect of his power still keeping you tranquil and sedated.

“Okay…okay let me get you more comfortable.” David said, beginning to get lost in thought. His arms re wrapped his arms around you and in a show of vampiric strength, he lifted you bridal style as he stood up from his seated position on the floor. You nuzzled into Davids chest as a whine escaped you at being moved from your comfortable position.

Moving swiftly across the cave, David went to the general area where the other boys had been horsing around with another. Carefully, he laid you down on the couch and checked you over.

“Is everything okay?” Dwayne asked from the fountain. Paul and Marko stopped whatever they were doing to look over at your sluggish form. The three vampires all looked over with curious and concerned looks.

“Yeah, it’s just my powers. I used it on them to keep them from getting too squirelly.” David replied, moving the pillow underneath your head to keep your head elevated.

“That doesn’t explain the blood all over your mouth.” Marko said with a smirk. Paul laughed as Dwayne began to sniff the air. David glared at him before wiping some of the blood off of his chin and turned his attention back to you

Dwayne moved from his spot and walked closer to the two of you and kept sniffing the air.

“Something doesn’t smell right.” Dwayne stated, looking towards David.

“It might be this.” David replied, pointing to his mouth.

There was still some blood around his mouth and a little on his chin. Dwayne reached a hand out and used his thumb to wipe away some blood. He sniffed his thumb before tasting it. His face scrunched up in dissatisfaction and he blinked for a few moments.

“David, theyre anemic.” Dwayne said, “That’s why its so…watery.”

Your eyes looked over to the two of them as Dwayne announced your malady.

“Nuh-uh, I would’ve known if I was.” you said, rolling onto your side, avoiding the looks of the others.

“Oh man, I once tasted an anemic person and they tasted so bad that I just had to bail.” Paul said, moving closer to David and Dwayne. His face scrunched up slightly too as he smelled your blood.

David looked at you with an blank expression and sighed, “Kitten…why didn’t you tell me?” he asked dejectedly.

You turned back over and shrugged, “How was I supposed to know?” you asked.

David huffed as Dwayne moved over some old shelves and grabbed a blanket.

“We’ll talk about it another time, I can tell you’re exhausted.” David said dejectedly, grabbing the blanket from Dwayne as he handed it to him. Gently, he laid it across your form and sat at the end of the couch. He pulled your legs onto his lap before grabbing his box of cigarettes out of his jacket. David kept his eyes on you as you mumbled something about not feeling tired. As soon as you said it, you fell asleep.

#the lost boys imagines #the lost boys x reader #rosemary writes #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys paul #david the lost boys x reader #paul the lost boys #the lost boys dwayne #marko the lost boys #the lost boys marko #david x reader #david lost boys #the lost boys david

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eleanorfenyx · 4 months

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I have finished Mysterious Lotus Casebook, and here are some of my thoughts! (Obviously not spoiler free)

The cases are absolutely batshit insane and I loved it every single time they were like 'we totally collected this evidence that incriminates a secret suspect, just believe us and also don't question when the fuck we had the time to do this or when we figured out that we needed to look for it'. 10/10 no notes, that's a hilarious way to have a genius detective. Show us nothing, tell us everything, YES king.

That being said, I could have done with a lot less standing around having the supporting cast repeat whatever Li Lianhua and Fang Duobing announce, maybe in an attempt to make sure their genius is clear for the audience? I get it, but at the same time it felt a little too hand-holdy for me, especially in scenes where LLH and FDB had already discussed their findings between themselves before presenting them to the concerned bystanders. I can read between the lines (or else understand what has just been explicitly stated) without having every conclusion filtered through a slightly different sentence structure to make sure I got it.

Di Feisheng amnesia arc my fuckin beloved

Di Feisheng destroying his 'father' and freeing everyone in Di manor in a vicious act of catharsis that tied nicely into the main Nanyin bug-mind-control-thing narrative my beloved

Di Feisheng my beloved

The amount of times I was like...genuinely surprised he and Li Lianhua didn't kiss is both embarrassing (because I do in fact understand censorship and what I sign up for with these dramas and yet and yet) and numerous enough that I could...possibly...theoretically..write a 5+1 fic of every time I want them to kiss about it. No one hold me to that but it's something I think I'd like to do.

Re: the above point: because what the FUCK was that ending?!!! EXCUSE ME?! I gotta FIX THAT SHIT.

There will come a day when the strength of my hope for an unambiguously happy ending in a queer(-coded? is the source originally bl or is this its own thing?) wuxia drama is rewarded....but it is not this day. I must fix this myself.

Jiao Liqiao's laugh is one of the most annoying things I've ever heard. I was reaaaaally hoping someone would just up and stab her during one of her little evil laughing fits. At one point I was shouting "KILL HER, KILL HER" at my screen because I could NOT take anymore of her (unfortunately, I did in fact have to take more of her).

I still think her insistence on being obsessed with DFS is hysterical when he is so VISIBLY only interested in LLH. Explicitly STATES that his only life purpose is to fuck fight LLH again. Babygirl (derogatory) he is so fucking gay let's get you a nice knife to the gut instead, okay?

I thought the whole Shan Gudao plot was interesting, going from looking desperately for his body -> putting him to rest -> hunting for his murderer -> finding out he's alive/the mastermind behind everything going wrong (which I was proud of myself for realizing before the reveal, I'm normally bad at that) -> thwarting him with sass and superior martial arts at every possible turn -> killing him stone fuckin dead with beginner level skills because he's so up his own hole he can't see that's what's happening - was really fun!

He also has a SUPER annoying laugh he can fuck off

OH OH OH MARTIAL ARTS SKILL OF TRANS YOUR GENDER?! I MARRIED HER SO HER AFFAIRS ARE MY BUSINESS NOT YOURS??? ASKING YOUR WIFE FOR HER FORGIVENESS AND UNDERSTANDING AS YOU LAY DYING AND SHE GIVES IT TO YOU?????? OKAYYYYYYY

The twist at the end that LLH is the one with royal blood was so funny to me. Like it's a good twist and I love that Shan Gudao was just quite literally always a fuckin try-hard loser in ways he didn't even know, but also it was SO funny. Granny coming in clutch at the last fuckin minute with secret knowledge she just literally never shared.

LLH is such a smooth motherfucker. Shame about his insistence on dying when quite literally everyone (bar the people who suck) is begging this man to just live. Just LIVE DAMN IT!!!!! I really liked it when FDB begs him to just consider his own life as important for ONCE and remember that people care about him because YES his self-sacrificing and committment to Chilling Out Farmer Style was not the mercy he thought it was!

LIVE AND GROW OLD WITH DI FEISHENG YOU DAMN IDIOT (the likelihood of me resisting the urge to write at least the one fic for them is zero to none)

Unironically love spitting up blood as a plot device and this show is no different. The Drama. The Panache. The desperation of everyone around you because you have BLOOD coming out of your MOUTH and you are FAINTING. Poison acting up? Spit blood. Someone bitch slap you with their magical palm ability? Spit blood. Get stressed? Spit blood. Get stabbed? Spit blood. It's always good!

Okay I think that might be all I've got for now, if I think of anything else I'll add them in a reblog. I thoroughly enjoyed it, would definitely recommend!

#mysterious lotus casebook #my thoughts #for whatever they're worth #it was nice too because unlike say Word of Honor I didn't mind the overarching plot about the jianghu #and the magical cures/objects that everyone is racing/fighting each other to get to first #WOH was just plain boring outside of the interpersonal relationships in my opinion #but in this there were only a few times I really just did not care about the latest fetch quest and wanted to get back to the relationships

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hils79 · 7 months

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Hils Watches Mysterious Lotus Casebook - Ep 40 (and bonus episode)

God, okay, here we go. I'm so anxious. I remember how Heroes ended and how much it broke me

I've come this far though so I guess let's do this even if it's going to hurt. I have a packet of tissues on standby just in case it all goes horribly wrong as I fear it will

Well, we're off to a good start. Li Lianhua is practicing his martial arts and imagining Di Feisheng is there with him. I'm definitely not crying less than 5 minutes in

It's okay though because Fang Duobing is there to take care of him and make sure he keeps warm 😭

Okay, I suspected he rigged the mechanisms to be easily seen and destroyed because Fang Duobing mentioned it but I didn't realise the whole thing was him trying to take down Jiao Liqiao from the inside. I feel bad(ish) for him now

Oh shit! Well, it wouldn't be Mysterious Lotus Casebook without one final (I hope) dramatic poisoning

I love that he just calls him Xiaobao in front of everyone now. Everyone clearly knows they're together.

God, he's about to do something stupid isn't he? I'm having Word of Honor flashbacks. GDI even I didn't clock that he was deliberately sending Fang Duobing away so he could do this

Oh fuck

I am sobbing

I do not understand these two at all. First of all I thought she left him when she ended their engagement (that I thought was a marriage - that whole wedding that wasn't a wedding was confusing), then I assumed she must have left him when she took the sect leader job from him. Apparently after all that they're still together??? But maybe they're breaking up for real this time?

I suppose Xiao Zijin is going to blame Li Lianhua for this too

I knew he was going to get free and leave before Fang Duobing got back 😭

FFS I was already crying and now Huli Jing is crying so I'm crying even more. I knew this was going to be sad but FUCK

He just rescued a trapped bird like a fucking Disney prince

I knew the 'recipe book' was going to be all his martial arts notes

FFS Xiao Zijin let it go! I swear to god if he kills Li Lianhua because Li Lianhua is half blind and ready to die I am throwing my laptop out the window

OH FUCK IS HE GOING TO DO IT HIMSELF?

Oh, I think he was talking to his sword

Well fuck.

Oh, he landed in the boat. Maybe he's okay? Let me have my denial!

It feels like forever ago but I think this dude was telling the story of Li Xiangyi and Di Feisheng in the first episode. If he was that's a nice touch that we've circled back around and he's now telling stories about Li Lianhua

I have to laugh because the alternative is crying even more. But I love all these randos know that Di Feisheng is in love with Li Lianhua and they're acting like him not showing up at the beach is like jilting him at the altar (even though they're already married)

His stoic but clearly sad face 😭

Well he's still alive. At the moment at least.

I know he's talking about fighting, but he probably also talking about their relationship

I want to hug him

I'm fine 😭

Onto the bonus episode. This is either going to be hopeful or painful and I honestly have no idea which way it's going to go

Painful so far!

Well, that was very ambiguous so I'm choosing to believe they found him at the beach and are living happily ever after 😋

I did really enjoy that despite the pain. Thanks to everyone who has been yelling along with me in the comments and notes while I've been watching. This is why I enjoy liveblogging dramas

#hils watches #hils watches mysterious lotus casebook #hils watches cdramas #mysterious lotus casebook #cdrama

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cocktailjjrs · 7 months

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He LIVED Bitches!!!!

Long post ahead

First thing first... I love this starting pallet (i'm definitely overthinking)

Not complete white not complete black with prominent shadows, because every major character in the show is grey and one half of each partnership likes to lurk in shadows...This just highlights that things won't always be merry and colourful, but they won't completely be helpless...

Now to the episode itself...

We knew Aya was going to jump... Glad she was oh so delicately caught by Aku... I didn't think it was possible to clear everything in one episode, but expect the unexpected i guess...

And the main part of Dazai being alive and kicking...No but really, this is such a relief...

I kinda had the whole thing in the back of my mind that they can't kill Dazai, he is necessary for the plot armour to plot armour and all that shit...

But there was equal chances of Asagiri taking notes from Isayama or Gege and just decide, fuck it... let's keep him dead....If not the confirmed dead thing, then the dead till stated otherwise route that Hori took.

But i'm soooo glad Asagiri didn't do that!!!

Also, glad to know he is still as cocky as ever

AND AND AND

I screamed!!!! My fam started looking at me for two whole minutes like i've just gone crazy!!!

Because we got the prettiest boy speaking!!!

The look on Fyodor's face when he realised he was played by the one he had completely under his control (or he thought he had)... I think he realised the 'shallow bond' comment haunted him in this moment

I will deep dive into what exactly happened in those seconds in a later post, but i just wanna say

This is soooo damn funny!!!! Like you have this big bad mafia boss who has been MIA for the whole part of world destruction and his precious city being in the centre of it all (lets face it mori loves Yokohama more than he loves the whole world, he would gladly let the world burn if it means keeping that damn trouble-magnet city safe!) - BUT BUT BUT, then when things start to look up you only get a mention of the said boss and that too with a goofy fact such as he glued in vampire fangs to one of his executives! Don't tell me it's not an embarrassing dad thing to do, because it is!!!

I just know he, Hirotsu and Koyo has a hell of a time getting teenage soukoku to adulthood alive!!!

I mean -

WHAT DO YOU MEAN SIR YOU USED TO DO THIS ALL THE TIME???

No one's doing it like them!!!

Plus i just know Manga coming out is going to be even more gay than the anime, there will be more explanations and more fruity moments!!!

On a sad note...

Fyodor actually seems to be dead ( even if i don't believe it)

It hurt so bad to see Gogol man going - i wanted him dead, no i didnt, but maybe i did. His voice alone mad me sad...

But you know what i'm not sad about???

Getting rid of Fukuchi!!!

I'm not going to pretend that i felt even an ounce of sympathy for him, his whole 'i did this so you can bring peace' or 'some sacrifices are necessary for greater good' thing seemed forced to me. Like a desperate attempt at ending his character arc on a forgiving note, positive note...

But like i said, most characters in this show are grey... But there was none of Fukuchi's shade, and i didn't like it, even if in the end he wanted peace.

i do feel sad for Fukuzawa though,

He will have to live with that curse...

Plus i don't think Fukuchi is completely gone...

Decay of angel's may be over, but the mess they have left behind is not, there is still the other side of the page and whatever the fuck went down in those two hours...

But i'm glad that atleast Aku and Atsushi are on same side this time...

and this looks so much like:

So yeah, it's just another start!!!

Plus, You remember Soukoku came to fame after final battle of Dragon Head conflict?

The Finale of Decay of Angels will the foundation of Shinsoukoku's journey...

The two of them against all the threats to come...

We sure are in for a treat!!!

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Hey, I'm having a pretty bad day and thought maybe requesting something would mqke me feel better, can I please request If reader made them a bracelet and/or necklace (aonung, jake, tonowari, spider, loak, neteyam and tsutey)

I'm so sorry to hear that Anon, hopefully this will make your day a little better!

Pairing: Jake Sully, Neteyam, Lo'ak, Tsu'Tey, Spider Quaritch, Aonung, Tonowari x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, gift giving, established relationship, developing relationship, confessions, size difference, courting customs, tail shenanigans, purring, cuddles, hand holding, sneaking around, midnight swim

A/N: Imagine just being dripped out in the things they make for you? I don't wear a lot of necklaces or bracelets but for them I would.

JAKE SULLY

Grateful for pretty much anything you give him. He's had things from you from when he was human that he couldn't fit on his new body anymore so he was very happy when you said you wanted to make him a new bracelet for him to wear, and maybe also show off to others as a sign that he was taken already.

NETEYAM

Would help you gather materials for the necklace and bracelet you want to make for him. He doesn't know when they will be done so he's anticipating them every time he sees you. His happiness if very audible when you tell him to close his eyes and hold out his hand, you're pretty sure every animal around you can hear his purrs. He closes his fingers around your forearm and pulls you into a hug and a kiss as his own gift.

LO'AK

Very shy about accepting the bracelet. At this point you've been in a relationship for a while and he had already given you a bracelet when you started dating. He never expected you to make a matching one for him. They look very good side by side when you're holding hands. He really likes to take your hand and kiss around your wrist, his fangs tugging at the bracelet but carful not to snap it.

TSU'TEY

The poor man thought you were proposing to him when you presented him with the necklace. He nearly had a heart attack before you explained that it was just an anniversary gift, something that's common for humans to do. Oh. Of course you had your differences in meanings and courting, this was to be expected. In the future, to avoid these misunderstandings he offered to teach you a bit about the ways the Na'vi court their mates. He is still glad to wear the gift.

SPIDER QUARITCH

Didn't expect you to give him anything like this honestly, he didn't even know you were into gift giving. Well now he feels kind of bad, he doesn't have anything for you at this time. His worry is cute but he doesn't need to act like this, you gave him the bracelet because you like him, not because you expect something in return. Other then a kiss that is.

AONUNG

You gave him the necklace as a form of a confession. You'd been playfully flirting for some time now and you wanted to convey to him that you're serious about him right now. He can't exactly blush but it was obvious by the way his eyes widened and how quickly he grabbed his tail that he was awestruck by your confession. After a few minutes of awkwardly sitting next to you in silence he leans forward and lets you put the necklace on him, vowing to go out the next day and find something to make a necklace for you.

TONOWARI

Was curious when you asked him to meet you at the shore at night. Hopefully its not anything bad seeing as you're asking him to sneak around like this. He laughs when you try to tackle him into the water for some reason. Turns the tables on you, wraps his whole tail around you and jumps in, coming up for air with you only to see you holding a necklace bashfully. Ah, so this was your reason, you wanted to be alone when you took your relationship from lovers to mates.

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professional-benaddict · 7 months

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@winterspiderpurrs and I have a thing going on🤩🤩 part three written by me!!💗💗

part one - part two

The dogs dash out of Peter’s bed and towards Tony’s bed at the cry of pain. Peter follows them as quickly as he can. If only he knew the dogs’ names so that he could get them to stay back. Luckily, they haven’t climbed onto the bed, but sit by it and lick and sniff at Tony’s hand. The man is sat up in bed, which alarms Peter.

“Hey! You need to lay down.” Peter says, hurrying over. At the last second, he pulls his hands back from where he was about to guide Tony to lay back. He remembers what Stephen said about physical touches. “Mr Stark, please lay down.”

“Who- the hell are you?” Tony breathes out. His brows are knit together and his lips are curled in a painful expression. The man is also starting to sweat a bit.

“I’m Peter Parker, a home nurse. I was hired by your husband. Can you please lay down? I’ll get you more pain medicine if you need it.”

“Where’s Stephen?” Tony asks, making Peter just a tad bit annoyed. He still won’t lay down, and the monitors continue to beep angrily.

“Mr Stark, you’ll tear your stitches any minute. You must lay down, or I’ll have to make you.”

Tony has been searching the room with cloudy eyes, but now he fixes them onto Peter. His lips curl into a half smile, and it scares the young nurse.

“You’ll make me?”

The dogs whimper at their master’s distress, but Peter doesn’t cave.

“Yes, Mr Stark. Last chance.”

The man laughs, but it is cut short by a painful groan. Peter steps forward then, and the dogs fumble back to give space. He puts one arm around Tony’s bare back, then uses the other to yank away one of Tony’s arms that he is using to hold himself up. In his weakened state, Tony falls back, but Peter guides him gently down to his pillow. The man groans out again, maybe screams even and the dogs jump up onto the bed from the foot end. They growl at Peter, showing their fangs.

But, Peter only cares about Tony. He gives the man a minute to settle, and the monitor stops beeping now that Tony’s blood pressure and heart rate are coming down.

“Who the hell are you?” Tony pants.

“Peter Parker, sir. Like I said. I’m a home nurse hired by your husband.”

For the next few minutes, Peter makes quick work of checking Tony’s bandage and vitals. The bandage is still white and clean, so the stitches held. The man’s vitals are coming down to a normal range as well, but Peter still turns up the morphine two notches on Tony’s IV drip.

“You’re not scared of me?” Tony asks, making Peter pause where he is now charting the increase in pain relief on the tablet.

The nurse quickly looks down at the tablet to avoid the man’s eyes. He does not have a simple answer to that question.

“Not the dogs either, I see.” Tony adds, extending one hand to pet at the two dogs. They lick at their master’s hand happily.

“One has to get used to pets when working as a home nurse.” Peter says, putting the tablet away. “They are Dobermans, right? What are they called?”

“This one’s Rogue, she’s a girl.” Tony says, stroking at the dog with larger brown spots above it’s eyes. “And Diablo, a boy. They are siblings.” The other dog has slightly darker fur, but they both look almost black in the dimly lit bedroom.

“They are very beautiful, Mr Stark.”

“Call me Tony.” Tony says, turning his head a bit to smile at Peter. His expression has changed dramatically. His dark brown eyes look warmer, kinder even. He looks much more relaxed, and sleepy too. The morphine is doing it’s trick.

“Get some rest, Tony.” Peter says more quietly.

Peter gets no response, however. Tony’s eyes have fallen shut and he is breathing slowly and deeply. His hand rests on Diablo’s head, who also looks very content resting next to his master. Rogue yawns widely, showing Peter her fangs again, but then she fixes a curious look on Peter. She licks her nose and then lays her head on her brother’s hip.

The nurse lets out a sigh. The room is quiet once more, but then the door leading to the hallway opens. Stephen steps inside and his eyes soften at the sight on Tony’s bed.

“How’s my husband, Peter?”

#tag youre it babe🤪🤪💗💗#your turn👀💗#my prompts #starkerstrange #starker #strangespider #spiderstrange #ironstrange #tony stark x stephen strange #tony stark x peter parker #peter parker x stephen strange #tony stark #peter parker #stephen strange

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rustedpipe · 5 months

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things that happened on degrassi but i make them about riverdale

they had cheryl say cuckoo bananas one time, zig novak was heraldo, and also vanessa morgan was mike dallas's baby mama so like clearly there's existing connections here. and just like riverdale and degrassi writers-- i love putting characters into situations. so. without further ado..... things that happen on degrassi (tng & next class) that should've happened on riverdale.

betty pelts dodgeballs at jughead during gym class after he is vague about going on a date or not

dolly zoom on archie's face as fred says "your mom is gay"

betty and gay kevin have a fight while filming a fake commercial for unisex cologne for class

^ this with gay kevin

reggie does elaborate business deals with locker trading so that veronica can have the best one

archie sending veronica flowers with a card that says ”you rock! xoxo archie”

jughead choking and needing the heimlich but refusing to let gay kevin give him the heimlich because it would mean gay kevin has to touch him.

betty getting into an actual violent physical fight with blood with a random girl at school

youtube

^ okay go watch this video right now you only need to watch like the first minute exactly. the rest is completely optional. i have several scenarios in mind here:

- idea one is gay kevin having issues with fangs for the billionth time and so when in doubt kiss archie? - idea two is something jarchie related either betty or veronica is the dylan here . - IDEA THREE IS DYLAN=JUGHEAD GAY MARCO=ARCHIE. SO WHEN IN DOUBT KISS REGGIE?! - but also. the very first episode of riverdale is veronica so when in doubt you kiss betty. okay like realistically the scene is not like that but i think they shouldve let betty say "so when in doubt you kiss betty." for me personally. she would not fucking say that but i want her to

veronica and jughead go to the college admissions fair while extremely high.

RAS plays a similar role to kevin smith and gives advice to cheryl about being gay

kangs toxic poker game. what more can i say

veronica: as you and jughead’s closest friends- jughead: oh actually i don’t really like you. veronica: SHH!

natasha bedingfield performs at prom. archie gets to dance his heart out and cry a little to unwritten. and pocket full of sunshine woah oh

toni gets so much into vampire books that she makes out with cheryl and thinks about vampires too hard and bites her on the neck (this would be a great reference to vanessa morgan's time on another canadian teen show my babysitter's a vampire and also i think we should let toni be a little crazy for fun)

lgbt mixer at la bonne nuit. nothing crazy happens on the degrassi episode but i just wish it had happened on riverdale. like maybe veronica and kevin sing same love or born this way. (again that did not happen on degrassi just using the fact they did an lgbt mixer at the teen speakeasy as a jumping off point.)

when jughead gets hired by tabitha at pops, he immediately burns down the restaurant. they then go to a casino in niagra falls and get vegas-style married

cheryl adopts a pig (that later destroys her house) instead of coping with being alone

reggie attends a meeting about homophobia brought on by locker room bullying and someone explains the definition of internalized homophobia and he says out loud "im a homophobe" and starts crying

jughead poisons bret with stuff that makes you throw up. this involves cups being switched and a reference to roman history (but in the riverdale version betty supports and enables it)

jughead writes a story about a girl getting stalked who has a protective boyfriend trying to stop it but he makes the ending be that the boyfriend realizes he can never protect her from the stalker so he kills her. and betty is like dude um what that is insane. and hes genuinely like what it's just a story. later jughead ends up still not being able to figure out an ending and burns the script on stage while having a breakdown

they have to build rube goldberg machines for class. it doesnt matter who i just want this to be something

fp and alice wedding where bughead break up and get back together like five times about it

core four smokes weed during 2x14 The Hills Have Eyes (degrassi had an episode where teens were unsupervised in a cabin. Just Like.)

gay kevin does a gay musical production of romeo and juliet.

some film guy that jughead adores comes and does a guest lecture and so in order to impress the guy he smokes weed with chic and makes a terrible insane short film to show said film guy

timeskip jughead does mdma at an artsy party where people are very high and painting with their bodies on the walls and floors. in order to avoid his problems.

gay kevin wears a beret at least once

^ bughead texts

veronica sings triangle tra la le la by patsy cline while in the midst of one of her 'reggie or archie' moments

betty gets really into axe throwing with lesbians (the pretty poisons) in the woods

unfortunately i cannot find a video uploaded of gay tristan performing it but. gay kevin voice riverdale you make drama look! so! good!

veronica trying to tank her father's mayoral campaign by being gay with betty and outing hiram as a homophobe

reggie: for the last time i'm not gay. or homophobic. just missing my best bro....

jughead won't shut up in class so cheryl cuts off some of her hair and then asks jughead to hold the scissors for a sec. and then she raises her hand and tells the teacher jughead cut her hair

beronica has a heartfelt moment about admitting feelings for each other and in the middle of it reggie walks up to them with saddest look on his face and says "am i hotter than archie? be honest. actually don't." and then walks away

veronica comes out to avoid political backlash and the word gets around to hermione who tries to comfort her by saying "no one's gonna believe you're gay. it happens to all powerful women. even hillary"

cheryl and veronica have a fake trial in class over twitter beef

cheryl auditions for a boy part in a play directed by gay kevin. gay kevin initially says no, but cheryl points out that it should be about relating to the pain of the character, not gender. gay kevin agrees and says that he is going to play the part himself because no one understands what he's going through better than him, right?

i'm constructing a reality where fangs is dating gay kevin when he is in the infamous bus crash but instead of dying he goes into a coma. and gay kevin is loyally by his bedside until he snaps like three months in and hooks up with moose. the night he does that, fangs wakes up from said coma.

veronica, speaking to reggie: even though we're a toxic couple, i really miss you and i want our break to be over.

betty has a terrible reaction to weed and someone finds her sadly eating slices of bread from a bag saying “i thought the bread would make me less high but it isnt working”

and finally, and crucially, they should've done a shark in the water style promo for at least one of the seasons. thanks for tuning in.

#IM SORRY FOR BEING INSANE #IM NORMAL. IM NORMAL.#m.txt #degrassi #riverdale

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pebblestar · 1 year

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Raphael x injured! Reader

【 We're okay. 】

「 ok I did not expect this to be so lengthy- but uh y'know the drill. blood n all that jazz. 」

Every bone in your body aches.

Despite the torture you've endured for the past five hours, You know a part of it is your fault.

But you also don't regret it either.

You saved Raphael from getting shot at it, And who knows if he would've survived.

Hell, you were suprised to even be alive yourself.

The sound of shuffling footsteps reaches your ears, And the second triceraton grunts out.

"We should report back to the prime leader."

You barely register the rest of the conversation shared between them, But with the door sliding to a close, they finally leave you alone. For now.

For a time, you can only lay in the small puddle of your own blood, Attempting to somehow regain your strength back.

After five minutes, you attempt to sit upright only for your vision to blur and with a thud your cheek is pressing back agasint the cool floor.

Maybe a nap wouldn't be so bad.

You could always kick there asses later.

Then just maybe by that time Raphael would show up. Then see how you escaped by yourself... How you took down a triceraton yourself.

With that fantasy in your mind, You allowed sleep to pull you under.

• • • •

You're awoken by the sound of some sort of alarm blaring and for a moment your confused.

Your eyes dart around the white room, Then not only realize that you slept for longer then you'd have liked, but remember where you were.

Your body however is starting to feel a lot worse- Everything feels too suffocating.

Too hot.

But also to cold at the same time.

With a shiver, you try moving in hopes that whatever this feeling is will go away.

When you try sitting yourself up, A yelp of pain escapes you.

Oh no.

No no no.

With wide eyes, you glance down at your left leg as the realization dawns on you.

It's definitely broken.

There was no way you'd be moving anytime soon.

Before you can have a full blown panic attack over the situation,

The sound of beeping from the door startles you from your internal panic.

They were going to kill you.

You didn't want to die like this.

You wanted to show off to Raphael one more time- Show him how much your fighting skills had improved in just a couple of months of him training you.

Your breathing picks up, The panic begining to sink its fangs in you as the door finally slides open.

You go still.

Then a familiar voice is calling out to you.

"Y/n? Hey. It's me."

Raphael crouches down in front of you, Reaching out to undo the handcuffs around your wrists.

When you don't respond, Two hands carefully cup your cheeks and carefully tilt your chin up to look at him.

"Hey. C'mon, You gotta stay with me, Yeah?"

It takes a moment for the panic to subside.

Then your blinking slowly before your hand is reaching up to rest along his wrist.

"There you are. Let's blow this joint."

He's grinning at you.

But you shake your head.

"No no. I... My legs, Raph. Somethings wrong."

At your words, His grin immediately vanishes.

The turtle carefully moves you so that your sitting up, But even Raph can tell from your lack of movement just how much pain you were in.

Not to mention just how warm to the touch you are.

Wordlessly, He's lifting up your pants leg to investigate the wound.

Raphael can swear he feels vomit rising in his throat-

On your thigh, A red circle wrapped around your entire leg. It was hard to tell whether or not it was internal bleeding or a outer wound.

Either way, Your leg was incredibly bruised.

Raphael reached out a finger to try and figure out whether the circle that wrapped around your leg was a internal wound or not, but at your sudden whimper of pain he immediately pulls his hand away.

"Shit okay."

Raphael drew in a deep breath, Now placing both hands on your shoulders in order to ground you back to the current situation.

"You gotta stay awake. I need you to wrap your arms around my neck, And I'm gonna lift ya."

You shake your head.

"No no. Just leave me. I'm going to slow you down-"

"Stop. I ain't fucking leaving you. No way in hell."

Raphael refused to hear you give up your life so easily. You'd be going back home with him no matter what.

You meant so much to him.

Maybe more then you'd ever know.

His hands begin to carefully lift up your arms, And finally you cooperate as you slowly wrap your arms around his neck.

"This is gonna hurt-"

Raphael lifts you up by your legs, And it takes everything in you not to full on break down sobbing in front of him.

"Hurts. Hurts. Raph-"

"I know. I know. Just hold on a little longer."

His voice drops to a much softer tone as he cradles your body closer to his chest.

He wants to give you a moment to compose yourself, but the sound of a gun blasting somewhere down the hall startles you, And you can already guess that the way back home would be even more painful.

If you even made it that far, that is.

ꕥ ꕥ ꕥ

It's two days after your rescue.

Two days of not being able to see you.

And Raphael's patience is already running thin.

The turtle understood that you were incredibly fragile right now, And needed all the help you could possibly get.

But waiting around didn't make it any easier.

Mikey and Leo tried getting Raph to do other things, Mainly training which did work- But halfway through training Raphael would up and leave.

At first Mikey thought it was Raphael admitting defeat, But later found out that it was Raph going to interrogate Donnie whenever he left the lab on your current condition.

Needless to say, Nothing could keep the turtle in red distracted for too long because his focus was always on you.

On the third day, Raphael's patience finally snaps and he finds himself in the lab despite Leonardo trying to stop him for Donnie's sake.

It doesn't take too long to find you.

It's a spare room Donnie had set up, A makeshift infirmary.

You lay asleep but still look sickly.

He doesn't realize that he's practically wide eyed and staring until a voice breaks Raphael out of his trance.

"Is this what you wanted to see?"

Donnie comes up from behind Raphael, Arms crossed with a frown.

"How are they?"

"Not good."

At that, There's a flash of fear on Raphael's face.

Donnie sighs at his brothers reaction.

"Raph, it's only been three days. You have to give them time."

Raphael clenches his fist before asking.

"What about there leg?"

At the question, Donnie pales slightly.

Raph notices and glances back at your sleeping form, feeling frustration starting to bubble up inside of him at the lack of answers.

Donnie's phone chimes from somewhere in the lab and Donnie almost looks relieved to get away.

"I... I have to meet up with April for there medicine. Please be careful with them."

Before Raph can even blink or even demand answers, Donnie is gone, leaving the turtle completely alone with you.

Drawing in a breath, He brings up a chair to your bedside.

He doesn't want to invade your privacy, But with the blanket pulled up slightly he notices the bandages wrapped around your leg.

Or rather what was now a stub.

"It doesn't hurt."

At the sound of your voice, Raphael nearly jumps out of his own shell.

"Donnie can just make me a new one. Hey, maybe I can even be part cyborg now. Mikey will be sooo jealous."

Raphael doesn't understand how your smiling like it's nothing. You'd quite literally lost a part of your own body.

"Not funny."

Raph's voice is serious.

Then for a moment nothing is said between the two of you, until

he's speaking up again, clear frustration building up inside of him.

"If you hadn't got in the way-"

"But if I didn't you could've died."

You interrupt him almost immediately.

"That's real funny coming from you."

Raph grunts out.

Your hand finds his, and with a shaky breath you try to reassure him.

"Really, I'm okay.

We're okay. You got to me in time, You big ol' teddybear."

Raphael huffs his amusement at the dumb little nickname, But he doesn't feel like arguing with you.

He'd talk more about what went down when you were feeling better.

"Told ya to stop callin me that."

He huffs out.

"I think it's fitting."

There's a small moment of silence again, before you carefully turn on your side to look up at the turtle.

His hand reaches out to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear.

He hated how cute you were sometimes.

It meant you got away with most things, And any frustration he may have had toward you slowly fizzled itself out.

"Are you sure your okay... With y'know?"

Raph asks awkwardly.

It earns a small chuckle from you, before slowly nodding your head.

"Yeah. My leg wasn't saveable. It had to be severed before it infected anything else..."

You trail off with a small yawn.

"Your such a idiot. Y'know that? Always getting yourself into trouble..."

Raph mumbles out, but it's clear he isn't angry with you.

If anything he's more worried about your current condition.

You ignore his words, Reaching out for his hand as you trace slow shapes into his palm.

"You should take me on a date once I'm better. I could really go for some Chinese takeout again or maybe that new buffet place...

Your words trail off into nothing, As sleep is beginning to pull you back under.

"Y/n?"

Raph calls out quietly, Before checking that your still breathing.

He watches the slow rise and fall of your chest, and the tension in his shoulders loosens.

Now that he was in here with you, He wouldn't be leaving your side anytime soon.

He only wished you were awake for longer so that he could tell all the embarrassing details of what the both of you could do on the date.

Hold hands... Sit ontop the rooftop talking about nothing too important... Maybe even ask you to officially be his-

Raphael shakes his head, A blush creeping onto his cheeks.

He'd think about those things later.

But silently, He promises himself to help you through this difficult change. And make sure the date was even more perfect too.

After what had went down these past four days, What you had lost, you deserved that much.

#tmnt x reader #tmnt 2003 x reader #bayverse x reader #Raphael x reader #bayverse doesn't have the triceratons in there universe #but we're going to pretend they do now

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