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slashingdisneypasta · 1 month

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Horror House Reacts... to Zoo Animals!

.I've been watching Robert Irwin and Dave Salmoni take wild animals onto the Jimmy Shows and scare the Jimmy's and various other guest stars sOooooo... I had to make this XD

Plot: We are gonna hand each horror Villains a dangerous animal and see how they handle it. Warnings: Swearing. No actual mention of meerkats despite the gif.

Audrey II: A European Brown Hare.

Audrey II, staring at this hare stood up on its hind legs giving them the Eye: ... that is one ugly bunny rabbit. Y/N: AUDREY TWO!!- Audrey II: wh- AM I WRONG?-

Audrey II has no fear, they're a plant from outer space. He also doesn't particularly care for animals though, since its pretty globally accepted that animals are allowed to eat plants when they're peckish... and understandably, they are not having that. Not in this green house XD Nu uh, no siree, nope nope nope, the hare is gonna get eaten first if he even looks at Audrey II wrong.

Billy Loomis: An Emperor Scorpion.

Y/N: Close your eyes and put out your hands. Billy: ... *sigh* *does as he's told as to not be called a coward* Y/N: *Places the scorpion in Billy's cupped hands* Open them! ^^ This is Phil, he's very chill. Please don't drop him. Billy: ... heheh, can I keep this?? Y/N: ?? What??? No, you cant keep Phil- Billy: I wanna leave him in Stu's bed. Y/N: DEFINITELY not-

Billy, is... *sigh*, a teenage boy.

Bubba Sawyer: A Red Kangaroo.

Bubba: *Very cautious, looking at this jacked foreign creature. He's never seen anything like this, he lives in buttfuck nowhere Texas with no tv.* Y/N: Here, Bubba. *hands Bubba a bouquet of gum leaves* Offer her these. Bubba: *Unsure, but approaches the weird pocketed creature and offers out the branches... Quickly calms down when the kangaroo starts simply munching on the leaves* Y/N: See? ^^ Bubba: *Already petting the kangaroo. Wants to take her home and keep her safe and pet her and give her leaves forever.*

Bubba does not love casually 😅😅😅 Once he's warmed up to someone, that person is his family and he wants to keep them safe. My suggestion?? Sneak the kangaroo back to the zoo in the dead of night while Bubba's asleep. (or call Drayton. He certainly don't want no goddamn kangaroo in his house)

Carrie White: A Boa Constrictor.

Carrie: Um, is this safe?? *Eyeing the snake's head closely as you place her gently over her shoulders* ... Y/N: Oh yeah, don't worry, this one's a sweetheart ^^ Carrie: Okay... *snake raises her head and looks around very peacefully, just surveying the room* Oh, she's sweet!... Y/N: She seems very comfortable with you! Carrie: ! Really??

Carrie was apprehensive at first, but when she realises that the boa is not feeling threatened (or hungry), she relaxes and spends quite a while with the snake in her arms! ^^ She's disappointed when she has to say goodbye ):

Chucky Lee Ray: An Eastern Canadian Moose.

Chucky: *staring up at this giant fucking creature, clearly ready to run at any second if the thing makes an unpleasant move* ... You have gotta be fucken kidding me. Y/N: Nope. This is Jessica-Mae! She's from Canada, and she's really nice. I think she'll let you sit on her back, if you wan- Chucky: No I don't wanna sit on Jessica-Mae's back actually Y/N, Jessica-Mae is a fucken monster- Y/N: c h u c k y

Chucky has a... healthy cautiousness when it comes to wild animals XD He does like tarantulas, though.

Freddy Krueger: A West African Lion.

Y/N: Okay so for this one, um, I'm uh... yeah I'm gonna step out. Freddy: ... wait. Wait wait wait. Why are you- *You close the door one side of the room and as soon as the lock clicks into place, the lion prowls in on the other side* Freddy: Oh. Freddy, hands out like 'i mean no harm': ... nice kitty Freddy: ... um. I saw the lion king. It was... a great piece of cinema; your people should be proud. Freddy: ... please don't eat me, you giant son of a bitch.

Freddy was SO EXCITED to meet an animal, but now he's got some concerns about those teeth and his privates.

Jason Voorhees: A Ussuri Grizzly Bear.

Bear: ... *Staring down Jason* Jason: ... *Staring down Bear* Bear and Jason: *Staring each other down* Y/N: ... *Wondering if you should do something* Jason: *Suddenly walks over and gives the bear neck scritches*

... this is a giant toothy puppy to Jason XD Jason loves wildlife, they were his friends growing up in the woods! ^^ And he knows how to keep them calm, so he's very good with them. He hangs out with the bear until its time to go outside, then Jason follows him outside and hangs with him out there ^^

Jennifer Check: A White Rhinoceros.

Jennifer, as soon as Grizelda the rhino steps in: -oh jesus fucking christ. Jennifer: You're fat. Y/N: Oy! Jennifer: What??? She's meant to be, right?? 🙄 G o d... look who's animal-cist. Jennifer: ... can I feed the fat bitch?

The fact that this is an animal does not change a thing about the way Jennifer talks to her XD She is so fascinated, though, and wants to feed Grizelda, pet Grizelda, ask many many questions about Grizelda... she loves her.

Jerry Dandridge: A Perentie Monitor Lizard (Goanna).

Y/N, helping goanna onto Jerry's lap: Now, be careful with Sandy, he can be kinda easily startled and then his claws will cut into your skin, and- Jerry: *Getting along great with the Sandy, Sandy is in the best mood you have ever seen him in; purring.* Y/N: ... Y/N: ... wtf, how?! Sandy's usually so grumpy!- Jerry: Oh I guess we just have a connection~

Jerry and reptiles get along great, they're cold blooded and he... is always cold. He has no blood. He's a vampire XD Try giving him a puppy, though, and watch that puppy leap away from him and growl like a possessed thing (Jerry gets so frowny about it XD).

Michael Myers: A Bengal Tiger.

Michael: *Stock still, actually considering running for the first time in 50 decades* Tiger: ... *yawns* *prowls over to Michael and lays on top of his feet, promptly falling asleep* Y/N: ... um. Well, I think she likes you?? Michael: *Does not move an inch for 3 hours while the tiger naps, staring at it*

Michael, just like cats... is a bitch. They basically adopt him into their family as their big dumb weirdo child (Yes, even the big terrifying ones) and there is not a thing grumpy old Myers can do about it XD

Pamela Voorhees: A Silver Fox.

Pam: *Loves the fox. Sitting in her chair and leaning down to give it treats. Cooing at her.* Y/N: You're so good with her! ^^ Pam: ~Stay away from my son, dear, and I wont have to sick her on you~ Y/N: ... D: What?

Pamela and a sharp toothed creature is a dangerous combination. Stay away from her son.

Patrick Bateman: An African Savanna Elephant.

Patrick: *A too-big smile glued to his face as he strokes the dirty wrinkly elephant* This is... this is fun... Y/N: I knew you'd like her! ^^ Anna is so sweet, and gentle, and quiet, so- Patrick: -You cant tell when I'm fucken lying through my t e e t h!?

Patrick doesn't like any animals, they're wild and filthy and break irreplaceable things he spent hard-earned money on to be unique, but he will force a pleasant face because that is what he does

Pennywise: A Mountain Zebra.

*i was tempted to do a turtle but... seemed too obvious XD Still unsure i made the right call*

Penny: Heheheheh, whats black, white and- Y/N: Don't do it. I swear. Dont do it. Penny: Okay okay okay, I'll be serious. Hey, why do zebras have stripes? Y/N: Oh, well they developed stripes because- Penny: Because they didn't want to be Spotted!

Penny c a n n o t s t o p m a k i n g z e b r a j o k e s. Otherwise, he's pretty good with the zebra. No problems ^^

Stu Macher: A Somali Ostrich.

Stu: Heheh... Y/N, these things don't bite, do they?? Y/N: Oh they totally do. *Hands Stu the leash* Anything with a mouth bites. Stu, levelling his gaze with the giant flightless bird: ... I will bite you back.

Stu is a little chicken, but he's also really curious!! XDD So sure, he'll hang onto the leash and feed the monster bird!! But he will absolutely crouch down and cover his head if the ostrich starts fluttering his wings. And don't you dare leave him XD

Tiffany Valentine: Baby Nile Crocodiles.

Tiff: Chucky!! We have new children now!! Chucky: THE FUCK WE DO- Y/N: N- no... you cant keep them actually... Tiff, ignoring you and Chucky: The kids are gonna love these ^^ Come on, sweethearts, into the sack, single file now- hey, Trudy, no biting your brother-

Tiffany is in love XD And you know how one-track-minded she can be when she's in love XD

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aliasrocket · 11 months

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I wanted to say something for an anonymous comment about feeling less embarrassed of having feelings for Rocket. I must say I totally understand that.

A month ago, when GOTG VOL 3 was released, I went to see it at the cinema with my mother, I spent the whole movie very excited for Rocket, but right in that scene where he is on the verge of death and he meets Lylla again, SOMETHING INSIDE IT CHANGED ABOUT ME, because when they were hugging I realized I was JEALOUS, and in my mind I thought "OH NO, IT'S HAPPENING TO ME AGAIN", because I always fall for characters that might be unconventional or weird to other people , then I start looking for fics and I realize that there are not many for the same reason, or there are many where it is more platonic and I think "IT IS NOT ENOUGH" And it's more complicated for me because my first language is not English and in my language there is NOTHING. So meeting people who write Rocket the way I imagined really makes me very happy. I'm even thinking about writing some one shots myself but it's hard, I've never written NSFW and I find it kind of funny that I want to start with Rocket.

Oh my god this was absolutely sweet.

Yes!! Everyone IT IS OKAY TO LIKE UNCONVENTIONAL CHARACTERS. LITERALLY, IT IS NOT A BIG DEAL!! JUST BE YOU!!!

And I’m really sorry there isn’t much fics in your language, but on the bright side I’m really happy that you’re at least able to read and write in english even if it isn’t your first language!

Also, yeah, in my experience, besides sighing the whole goddamn movie (except for the first 10 mins, I will give myself that,) I remember leaving the theatre in a sigh and going on ao3 like “ah shit, here we go again” bc this is the 1982838th time I’ve visited ao3 for some really obscure ship or an x reader fic for a very underrated character.

And about that Rocket smut, I understand how can it be daunting and I’d really love to help you!

Ykw, let me make a quick guide for anyone who’s scared of writing Rocket smut!! But for those of you who wouldn’t wanna read some real ugly/stupid stuff, don’t press the ‘keep reading’ line, haha.

a quick (and definitely unhinged) guide to writing Rocket smut XD

OBVIOUS NSFW WARNING!!! It gets ugly guys please THIS IS YOUR WARNING I’M NOT JOKING!!

If you’re uncomfortable with heavy nsfw please turn away now!!

written by aliasrocket (89P13 on ao3 hehe)

Suitable for any smut involving Rocket! (Looking at you guys, roquill shippers. Don’t worry, I welcome all ships on my blog <3)

This is supposed to be a writing smut guide specifically meant for Rocket so I’m not gonna go into the basics of writing smut, but if you’re a total beginner, here’s some pointers to help :

the genitals, legs, muscles, brain : main places that tend to be the most stimulated, exhausted or absolutely wiped. That being said, you can use these as a starting point for describing the feelings the characters or the reader may feel in the moment.

besides the main thing, you could try to set the mood by maybe mentioning how the moans sounded like, (screams, squeals, cries etc.) and other things the characters were doing to ground them in the moment, like gripping the sheets, gripping the other person’s shoulder or hips, etc.

Okay, so, about Rocket in particular …

Yeah, of course writing smut about a fucking Raccoon isn’t going to be fucking easy. But don’t worry, as someone who has studied all 3 gotg films and slowed down quite possibly every single Rocket clip in existence (enough to know Rocket … is genuinely CANONICALLY is very particular/skilled with his fingers, he knows where he’s putting them and knows EXACTLY which buttons to press on any tech, so … definitely good at using his fingers if you catch my drift) I think I might have gotten the hang of it to help some of you guys out.

So first off, when I write Rocket smut I always imagine he’s his comic height instead of his mcu height (don’t search it up, you’re just gonna be depressed about it trust me) so all you have to know is that if he pressed you up against a wall his head would be around your shoulder blade area. For missionary, he’s probably around your collarbone.

Rocket canonically has sharp and absolutely grown out nails. No, they’re not retractible. I’ve done research on this, but if you’d like to write him fingering someone, Rocket can have his nails trimmed.

It would hurt if Rocket bit you. Like, it would fucking bleed. So I’m sorry to say to those biting kink girlies (those are me hi) but Rocket can only afford to give you or someone else some nibbles on the skin unless you guys want some serious bloodplay on your hands. This is because he has protruding fangs on both his upper and lower row of teeth, his lower ones more prominent than the top.

Rocket can, however, eat you out. Don’t wanna get too into depth with this but basically his tongue can stick out his muzzle pretty well and his nose makes for a good clit-stimulator HAHAHAH

!!! : (this is going to be a description of the average raccoon penis so skip this if you don’t wanna know about this because you can DEFINITELY write Rocket smut without having to know this so please be free) I had to research this for a very specific request (pls ily shameless anon/pos) and I almost cried out of the loss of my sanity but anyway, raccoons have a baculum bone which is basically a bone in their penis that helps with copulation, its average length is about 4 inches but can be longer if you catch my drift. The genital itself is a like a rod with a ‘spiky’ end (it’s not actually spiky but it looks that way) compared to human genitalia, kind of like a cat’s but much longer and it is a very dark shade of brown or just plain black. Feel free to use any of these for a possible description if ever you need it, though I never really talk about it in fics, especially the whole ‘spiky’ thing. That being said, Rocket should not have an issue with size, as the the average human male genitalia is about five inches, meaning he can hit anyone’s g-spot just fine.

I might add more points if I have any more but this is all I got right now. I really hope this somehow encouraged you to write that nsfw fic you wanted, and just know everyone’s got interests, it’s fine if not a lot of people irl are into Rocket that way, because that’s literally what the internet is for!

#omg I am so sorry guys please forgive me #but if you are considering writing your own Rocket smut this might be helpful #this is so unhinged omg HAHAHA #guardians of the galaxy #rocket raccoon #rocket raccoon fanfic #rocket raccoon imagine #rocket raccoon x you #rocket raccoon x reader #rocket gotg #ask reply #ask response #ask away!#thanks for the ask!#send dirty asks #.alias.help.

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fourseasonscomeandgo · 2 years

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Who the hell put After?

Pairing: ITZY Ryujin x fem!reader.

Word Count: 800

Genre: Fluff.

TW: Cursing.

He hits the wall hard, full of rage, and lets out a cry of frustration. He was always frustrated and hitting things, and you were tired of it.

You hate Hardin Scott.

But it's funny to hate-watch After with Ryujin, the two of you are the people with the highest level of sarcasm and hate (innocent hate) inside, so the comments you'd make are top-tier.

It's just, why does he have to act like a little kid? Not that Tessa is much more mature, but really-

Wait.

"Why aren't you shitting on the movie with me?" You turned to look at your girlfriend once you realized that only you were analyzing the film, "We waited for this to come out for months, we bought food, we prepared to roast the shit outta it, but only I'm doing it."

"It's just that" Ryujin presented a pout on her lips and looked at you with feigned spite "I'm mad at you."

"But" you paced your eyes nervously around the room, shifting on the couch until you were facing her "What did I do?"

"You" she pointed her index finger at you, straightening her body and bringing her accusing finger closer and closer towards your chest "you" she repeated more upset "you didn't hug me when the movie started." She slumped on the couch dramatically.

"Shin Ryujin" you scolded in a serious tone, incredulous.

"Never mind, you know, Taylor Swift once said" she looked at the ceiling, pretending to remember something "when people fall out of love with you, there's nothing you can do." She turned her eyes to you, who were watching her without any feeling, bored of her staging "They just don't love you anymore." She finished with a high pitched whine, as if you pinched her.

"Stop," you shook your hand in front of her, indicating for her to stop "that's enough, please." you placed your hands on her shoulders "Come here." You slid closer to her and wrapped your arms around her, to which she made soft sounds of joy "You're hopeless."

"Thank you." She whispered excitedly, sinking into your embrace and your scent.

You took the pause off to keep watching the movie, in which, weirdly enough, you were really into. It has no plot, the acting is weird and it's all very toxic, but your head was generating joke after joke about all of these factors.

Yet you couldn't concentrate on the piece of cinema history you were watching. Not with the love of your life leaving pecks and sloppy kisses on your neck.

You directed your hand to her hair, running your fingers through her black locks repeatedly, to this she reacted by sketching a smile and pressing her nose against your skin. You thought it was cute, so you gently kissed her forehead, not waiting for her to abruptly get up and start bouncing on her knees happily.

You watched her in surprise and she simply threw her body over yours again, your faces only inches apart.

"I love you." She said looking up at you with sparkling eyes, full of affection.

"I love you too." You replied honestly, holding her again.

At your words, she started kicking the air and giggling like a fifteen year old teenager who has just been reciprocated by her crush.

"Say it again." She demanded when she calmed down.

"I love you." You repeated, drawing a squeal as high-pitched as a velociraptor's from deep in her chest.

"I love you too!" She cried out attaching her lips to your cheek and repeatedly kissing it without breaking away "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever been lucky enough to look at," she began to move all over your face, covering it with her little tokens of adoration "I can't believe you're my girlfriend." She finally reached her destination, your lips, kissing them playfully, biting them, pecking them, laughing over them.

"Ryu," you called delicately, to which she stopped all action, indicating she was listening to you "I was watching After."

"I hate you," she abruptly got up from where you were laying "I'm giving you all my love and you won't accept it," she complained as she paced from side to side "all because of a wattpad movie, I-"

You stood up, put your hands on her waist and pulled her into you, causing your bodies to slam painlessly against each other.

"I'm listening." Ryujin said quickly as she sensed the closeness, resting her hands on your chest.

"I was joking." you clarified.

...

"MY BABY" The girl gave a little jump, propelling herself off the ground and quickly wrapping her legs around you, at which you lost a little balance and almost fell "I knew you couldn't resist all my love, I love you so much, you're the woman of my life, someday we'll get married and adopt a bunch of cats, I'm so lucky to have met you." She blurted without pausing between words, then squeezing her hold around you tightly and leaving kisses in random places on your face.

Ryujin had moments where her love would escape in intense, unstoppable waves. You could only let them crash against you, accept them. Not that it bothers you, you love her just as much as she loves you.

—ica.

#kpop imagines #kpop #itzy scenarios #itzy reactions #itzy imagines #itzy ryujin #itzy #ryujin x reader #ryujin imagines #ryujin scenarios #ryujin

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joekeeryswife · 2 years

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Hello~

I was wondering if you could do Cheating 18 with Steve Harrington

Cheat - S.H

contemplating on making a part two with a happy ending coz this made me sad :(

you had only been with Steve for 6 months. you loved the start of the relationship. he was kind, caring and always put you before himself. but that all changed up quickly around the four month mark. he started becoming distant, always giving you the cold shoulder. you wanted it to work out, that’s why you kept the relationship going. it was a Friday evening. you were waiting outside the cinema, praying that Steve would finally show up.

you had been standing there for an hour. the looks you got were full of sympathy and you even saw one of the girls from your old school. she spoke to you and her voice was kind and sympathetic. why was he not here? he was the one who planned this. you checked the wrist watch that you had put in your bag and saw that it had been another half an hour and it was now 8:30 at night. you had been there since 6. you were so embarrassed.

you finally got up from the bench that you were sat on and walked to your car. you were gonna go to Steve’s house. you were sick and tired of this and you needed answers. you started the car and drove to his house, hoping he was home. something in your gut told you something wasn’t right. you couldn’t put your finger on it but something just wasn’t. you finally arrived at his house and saw his car parked in the drive way.

“oh thank god” you spoke, turning into the drive way. you knocked on the door and waited for someone to open the door. “oh y/n. i didn’t know you were coming tonight, Steve’s up in his room” his mum said, seeing you standing outside. she pulled you in for a hug and moved out the way so you could walk in. “it’s nice to see you. Steve didn’t show up to our date so i just wanted to make sure he was okay” you said, walking into the house, and giving her a small smile.

“i do not know what’s up with that boy recently, he’s gone all weird. hopefully you can change him” she said, walking into the kitchen. you took that as your cue to leave so you started walking up the stairs to his room. you didn’t usually knock so you just did what you usually did, walked right in. that icky feeling not going away. your gut feeling was right. you gasped at the sight in front of you. Steve was sat on his bed, kissing some random girl who you had no clue who she was.

“what the fuck” you said, making them pull away instantly. Steve looked at you with wide, guilty eyes. the girl turned around and you saw Nancy. your eyes filled with salty tears. “with Nancy? really?” you said, your voice filled with tears. you unclipped the necklace which had a single ‘S’ on it that Steve got you for your birthday 3 months prior, and chucked it at him. you turned around and ran down the stairs, Steve hot on your trail. “bye Mrs Harrington, it was nice to see you” you shouted out to her before going out the door.

“y/n please wait. hear me out please” you heard Steve shout out as you unlocked your car door and tried to get in. he caught up to you before you could get into the car. he grabbed your hand and turned you around to him. he put his free hand onto your cheek and made you look at him. “how could you do that to me Steve? you know how i feel about that and yet you still go and do that. and with her? what’s wrong with you?” you cried, you pulled your hand away quickly and took his hand off your cheek.

he stood there looking defeated. “look baby it wasn’t like that-” he started before you cut him off. “it wasn’t like that? how dare you even say that.” you replied, looking into his eyes. he looked guilty and hurt. “please love, i honestly didn’t mean for it to happen and you know how much i love you” he said, putting his hands on your cheeks again. you broke the eye contact that he was holding and looked at the front door where Nancy was standing there, next to Steve’s mum who looked confused as to why you were crying.

“how long have you been seeing her Steve?” you questioned. you needed to know this so you could clear your conscious. you wanted to know if you were going crazy or if he really was acting different from after your four month anniversary. “please don’t make me say it” he said, a single tear falling down his face. “no Steve. tell me. i want to know” you said, pulling his hands off of your cheeks again. he looked down at the floor, a guilty look plastered on his face as the tears kept falling.

“two months.” he sobbed. “oh my god” you whispered. more tears were falling down both your faces. “it didn’t mean anything though y/n, i tired to cut it off but-” you shook your hand indicating you didn’t want to hear it. “ i knew it... loyalty never was your cup of tea, was it?” you spoke. you knew it was a risk when you first started dating. he had only just gotten over his break up with Nancy and you had those doubts and yet here you are, six months later, the exact thing you didn’t want happening happened.

“baby please. come inside and tell me how i can fix it. i’m nothing without you and i love you” he sobbed again. “Steve. you’ve been off with me for two months. you made it so obvious and i really wanted us to work. you left me standing at the cinema today for an hour and a half and i thought you would have at least remembered that but obviously not. i hope you have an amazing life Steve and i hope she was worth it” you spoke. you wanted to kiss him to make sure it was fully ended, so that’s what you did.

you cupped his cheeks and kissed him slightly, his lips tasted salty from the tears that had fallen but you quickly pulled away when he put his arms around your waist. “bye Steve” you said, getting into your car and turning it on. he walked back to the door and fell into his mums embrace. “oh what’s happened Steve” she said, looking between him and Nancy. he couldn’t get the words out as he sobbed. you drove off and never looked back, the tears still falling down your face at a rapid pace. “Nancy go home” he got out, basically his whole body weight still on his mum. “what? Steve no i need to speak to you” she said, shocked at him even saying that. he chose her over you right?

“no Nancy go away. i don’t wanna see you, i don’t wanna talk to you, go home” he sobbed. the tears still falling down his face. Nancy grabbed her things and walked home. “you have just broken that girls heart Steve. why would you do that to that her? she was so lovely and you’ve just ruined her.” his mum said as she rubbed his back softly, trying to calm him down. “don’t you think i know that mum? i tried to stop it but i just couldn’t” he said, leaning out of his mums embrace and looked into her eyes. she gave him a sympathetic look before walking away. Steve went to his room and sat on his bed, realising he had lost the best thing to ever walk into his life and he didn’t know if he would her get her back.

#steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fandom #stranger things imagine #stranger things fandom #steve harrington x you #steve harrington #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #stranger things 4 #fanfiction #imagines #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #imagine

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holographings · 10 months

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Fourth movie recc list for pride month~ time for some japanese cinema~

I think this section has the most tonally diverse offering. Take your pick, but these are my favourites.

+DOUBLE MINTS (Dir. Eiji Uchida, 2017. 100 minutes)

Double Mints follows two ex-classmates (and enemies. and now accomplices, technically) as a phone call throws both of their lives into a nosedive. Cue burying dead bodies together and beating each other up, romantically, of course. This movie is A Lot. If you’re looking for “good gay rep” or whatever, this is not it. In a word, this movie feels very Grimy. It covers dark themes and destructive obsession and control, but if that’s as up your alley as it is mine then this movie is a Good Time. Visually it isn’t as explosive as some others on this list but it definitely has its moments. This is an adaptation from a manga, written by the same woman that wrote Doukyuusei (which is an Insane tonal shift from this series, and I for one commend her range). Warnings for extreme violence of every kind. Happy ending (I’m using the word loosely).

ALTERNATE CHOICES

+HIS (Dir. Rikiyama Imaizumi, 2020. 127 minutes)

Aaaaah, this movie. Most definitely the movie that falls closest to what people picture when someone says “a movie About Gay People”, but it’s one of the good ones. Adults being adults and trying to navigate their lives and trying not to hurt each other or their children along the way. The ending feels like a warm hug.

+CHERRY MAGIC (Live action adaptation, 2020. 12 episodes)

Please don't be put off by the full title lol. Office romance with a magic twist. Cute. Cute Cute Cute. Sugary sweet cute, and kind of warm milk compared to other stuff on this list, but I think it’s good that we get to have shows that are just cutesy romance along with the serious stuff too. Like seriously. So cute. I DO wish we’d gotten a kiss at least, though. Very much a happy ending.

HONORABLE MENTIONS-

+TO EACH HIS OWN (Dir. Izuru Narushima, 2017. 117minutes)

Again, kind of cheating as this movie doesn’t explicitly touch on lgbtq+ themes, but like The Vibes are there. It’s just a weird, delightful, quiet little movie. It just feels so Hopeful. It’s my list and i’m putting it here. One of my all-time favourites.

ANIMATED

A special section as I CANNOT move on without mentioning these two-

Oniisama e (1991)/ Kaze To Ki No Uta (1987)

Originally written by Riyoko Ikeda and Keiko Takemiya respectively, these are THE shining stars among the year 24 group mangas (and later animated series) in my opinion. Boarding school drama is synonymous with 90s shoujo and boy is there A Lot to unpack in terms of sexuality and gender in both of these pieces. They are products of their time and there’s certain aspects that I imagine wouldn’t fly in today’s era, but they’re fantastic pieces of art that have touched me deeply and are ingrained in my personality forever lol. Thematically, Kaze To Ki No Uta is a little bit heavier but both will leave you with a very very deep feeling of sadness in their own unique way. I won’t even start on the animation style, there is NOTHING better than 90’s shoujo. So sparkly. So many roses and tears. Honorable mention is Rose of Versailles (1979), however i’ve never finished it in full so i cant really put it on here.

#double mints #pride month #lgbt #movie rec list #my artwrok #fanart #one more list to go !

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isaksbestpillow · 9 months

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When you get this, list 5 songs from the Asian QL shows that you actually listen to. 🎶They do not have to be custom-made for the series. 🎶Non-western tracks only. Let's support Asian music and languages! 🎶Feel free to tag anyone who may be interested in participating. 🎶Add #5qls tag to your post for others to find the new favourites!

No one tagged me in this one either, but I'm once again participating from the sidelines to practise sitting in front of the computer! I've decided to omit the thai bangers that everyone knows (Skyline, Over the moon, Just friend etc) but please be assured I listen to them a lot.

Quruli - Hachigatsu wa boku no namae

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Quruli is my favourite band, so when this started playing during More Than Words, I Cryed.

2. Sano Ibuki - Maria Road

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This is the ending song of the movie His that I subbed a few years ago. I ugly cried when it started playing. A few days I later I went to watch the movie again with my spouse who cried so much we couldn't leave the cinema haha. It was snowing heavily that day. Just the perfect way to close the movie. I haven't listened to it recently but I was obsessed with it for months after the movie came out.

3. Matsuyama Ryuu - blue blur

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This is the opening of Oldfashioned cupcake. It was my most listened song in 2022. I listened to it like 400 times on repeat while digging holes in the yard. I don't usually find new Japanese music from shows because I already have so many faves but this guy I wasn't familiar with before.

4. Khiian khai lä vanish - Gääm nong naang nan dääng kwaa khrai (transcription by me, I don't know the official transcription if there is one lol sorry)

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This is the song Tian & Phupha sing in karaoke in Atots. I actually like the artist's other song better but that one is not in any bls as far as I'm aware of. I've been obsessed with this cover by Praang Praangthip for years now:

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5. Billkin & PP Krit - Mai ploi müü Coming of Age

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I'm obsessed with all the Itsay and Ipytm songs and a lot of their solo material. Billkin is such a talented singer????? I'm not so weirded out by all the singing bl guys because I've been long exposed to the Japanese idol industry where you have a guy or a girl who sings, dances, acts, sells products and does variety tv without necessarily being good at any of it and your role as a fan is to root for their personal growth. Having said that, Billkin is genuinely such a good singer!! His voice comes out so effortlessly. It's quite unfair how some people are born rich, find their soulmate as a teenager and become famous with said soulmate all the while possessing these actual talents while some of us (not naming any names) are sitting in front of our computers in mom's hand-me-down fleece jackets and having endometriosis haha.

I listen to a lot of Japanese music and a lot of Thai songs too but most of them aren't in any bls so I'll have to leave them for another post!

#5qls

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suugrbunz · 8 months

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hey sweetcheeks, i was wondering if you're still doing BoB ships? if you're still doing them can please have one?

I'm 5'4 with long wavy black hair and brown/hazelish eyes. I'm extremely extroverted and love socialising and talking to people and flirting hehe. I can come off as a little cocky sometimes but i am just highly confident in myself and what i do (even if sometimes i am bluffing for the sake of faking it till i make it hehe). I have a psychology degree and am going to be an officer in the army one day (i'm an infantry reservist right now so already starting a little). I spend a lot of time at the gym and focusing on eating well as i strongly believe in keeping fit and treating myself right. I am the dad of my friend group cause for some reason i give those vibes off, maybe it's just cause i'm good at herding all of my mates together and telling them to sit down and shut up. Probably also because i'm extremely empathetic, like to the point where i kinda unconsciously take on other peoples emotions. In past relationships i've been pretty chill and independent but most of them haven't worked out because i need a man who shows me he want to be with me and if i don't get that then i kinda lose interest. I am also extremely chaotic, like just 24/7 even when i feel like shit you will catch me being spontaneous as hell or laughing my ass off at my own jokes and just always gotta be using my brain for something. I have been described by a lot of people as intimidating or a 'spitfire' cause i'm small but very outspoken and prepared to fight a bitch if they try me or especially my friends. I've also been told i'm scary by a lot of my guy mates cause if you try talk shit i'll put you in your place pretty quickly. Just generally like first glance and chat i'm an angel but later on you realise i'm the devils spawn idk

sweetcheeks? you're going to have me blushing and I don't even know you 💀

꒰ I ship you with . . . Babe Heffron εïз ꒱

ok so basically I think it'd be cute if you two met in college, he's majoring in not psych (idk man insert something here ok), you're in psych... maybe you helped each other study and from there it evolved into feelings of love for each other, sometimes love just happens it's like the shit happens car sticker from Forrest Gump but love idk this is probably a bad joke or it's not and I've entertained you (the better option) at first, he might be a little irked at some of the cockiness but honestly it might become something he sees as endearing, it's weird how you can hate a trait and then it slowly snowballs into something more endearing, ykow??

I have the cutest idea wait ok so he confesses first and he's absolutely nervous because woah he loves you and he's afraid to tell you!! He asks you to hangout with him at a restaurant near campus or maybe it's in campus idk what type of campus you have going on ok anyway so he confesses, stumbling over his words and then bam

🏃💨

he's run off to the toilet bye perhaps hes gotta puke from the nerves or maybe he just needs a moment to breathe (me too, Heffron, me too)

ok but your first date could be at a drive in cinema, that'd be really fun, right? Idk what you're going to watch but I think it'd be a cute date, like at the drive in, you can still talk to each other, you have snacks, um, yeah, other things that are positive !

Ok so babe is going to kiss you goodnight and then you both leave, babe gets in the car and is just a ball of excitement. Hopefully, you're feeling the same.

He might be a little clingy from time to time but he just cannot get over the fact you are his to love

Like wow what a great achievement

he will also laugh a bit too hard at your jokes, whatever they may entail

He's the angel to your devil (Halloween costume idea, you're welcome)

don't worry baby by the beach boys

#hbo war #band of brothers #easy company #edward heffron #babe heffron

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panravenc · 2 years

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sparring, chosoyuki.

type: one-shot.

character(s): chōsō, tsukumo yuki, tengen.

warning(s): none.

a/n: i am just,,, gonna leave this here. btw english ain’t my first language. sorry for any mistakes i haven’t caught. also this is in ao3 as well.

love y'all,

—pau.

It's been three days. Just three days, but Chōsō can't help his worry. Yūji is on his own―kind of, maybe, with that boy he seems so attached to, Fushikuro?―and he's the only brother he can watch over, for now. The only one at risk.

(Kechizu and Eso are already dead, after all.)

Kenjaku is a dangerous opponent, a cunning one, and although Yūji has allies, and is working on freeing the Six Eyes user, he still worries.

It's natural that he does, of course. He's the older brother.

"Got a lot on your mind?"

The question comes from who's been his companion these last three days, one Tsukumo Yuki. She's a weird woman, passive-aggressive with their ward, and with a strange fixation for asking him questions he's never before thought about.

Like what are his hobbies. Or if he's ever grown a garden. If he'd like to travel. What kind of food is his favourite, what kind of music does he like.

And what is his type of woman.

She's a strange person, altogether. He doesn't know much about the world, knows how to fight and how to protect because that's what he does―what an older brother does―but he doesn't know about music or about cinema, much less about food.

He also doesn't know much about women, since he's only met two of them, and interacted with just her. He doesn't know how to define the "type" of woman he'd like the most. Doesn't know enough to evaluate, and, most of all: doesn't get, exactly, what should he be looking for.

(Is it the curves? Of her smile, of her body? The way her hair waves through the space, silky and golden-like? Or is it how long are her legs, how she walks with confidence and grace?)

(He doesn't know.)

"I guess," he answers, "I am worried about Yūji."

She hums, a sound he engraves on his memory almost unconsciously. It's a nice sound. She's nice, all around. Not a particularly nice person, maybe, but pleasant enough.

(She's enticing, sometimes. When she speaks her mind. When she stretches out. When she wakes him up for his watch, so close he can feel her blood pumping, in and out of her heart.)

"So why don't I take your mind off of him?"

It's a strange offer. "How?"

She looks at him with that look she often gives him: half-amused, half-mischievous. Being on the receiving end is―confusing. He likes it, somehow. But it also irritates him, grates him, and puts him on alert.

As he's thought before, she's strange.

"You're strong, right?" She asks, continuing despite not waiting for his response. "Let's spar."

The prospect intrigues him. Still: "Should we?" When we're supposed to be guarding Tengen? When there could be an attack, right here, right now?

But Yuki shrugs, unconcerned. "This is mind-numbingly boring," she says, looking at him sideways from where she's stood up. "A bit of exercise won't kill us, pretty boy."

Blood rushes to his cheeks, despite his control. "Please abstain from calling myself that, Tsukumo-san," his voice sounds strangely flustered to his ears, but maybe she won't notice. Still, he stands up. She's right. A bit of exercise will be good for both of them. "I suppose it will not hurt."

"Haven't I told you to call me Yuki? All that Tsukumo-san crap is making me feel old," she complains while she stretches, arms above her head, her back curving. It's strangely captivating. "So, a light spar. No techniques, just hand-to-hand combat. Sounds good?"

Chōsō just nods, already in position. Her smile is distracting, and it sends his heart racing for a moment. Maybe it's because we're about to spar, he tries to understand. He doesn't, but yet again: this woman is strange, and so is everything she makes him feel.

They start. She's fast, and her hits dwell on his flesh. But he's fast, too, has to be, was made to be, and his punches break skin when they connect. She favours kicks, he's found, and has a mean hook that made his nose bleed. He has to pay attention to her because the moment he's distracted she strikes, and as beautiful as she is―he knows that much―the grin she sports is a warning all on its own.

She's enjoying this, and curiously enough, so is he.

Chōsō's never truly favoured fighting. He's good at it, strong because how else would he protect his brothers? But he's not inclined towards it. He never liked fighting his brothers, and anyone else was an enemy to be eliminated. This kind of fun, dodging and striking and flipping her to the side―it's new and exciting; like everything seems to be when it comes to her.

(It's strange.)

"You're not bad, Chōsō," she compliments him, flushed and glowing. "Seems like I've got to up the ante."

He can't ask her what she means by that, because before he can even mutter one word she's right in his face, and he's lowered his guard. She grabs him by the arm, flipping him upside down, before twisting and slamming him down the floor. That hurt, he thinks, trying to regain his breath. He feels more than he sees her weighing down on him, and by the time his eyes open and he's regained some vision, it's to Yuki on top of him, a smirk on her lips, smug and radiant at the same time.

"Seems like I win, pretty boy."

It's strange, the way his body reacts. Her voice is full of smugness, a cocky thing that should annoy him, and yet: that glint in her eyes, the way her skin glistens, sweaty and luminous, her chest rising and sinking in compass with her heavy breathing―it all makes his body react in ways he's never known before. Similar to the adrenaline rushing through his veins during a battle, but softer, somehow, more enthralling; a thrill that begins where her thighs touch his abdomen and ends with him confused and excited and curious and terrified, all of those at once.

Chōsō wants to kiss her. Touch her. Learn all there is to her body and her reactions and her sounds. He... wants her.

And―oh.

That's what it is, he realizes. That's what she was looking for when she asked that question about women. What attraction is, to him, in particular. Right now, it's this: her, above him, hair a golden halo and glistening skin. Her, touching him, daring him to react, and how her lips entice him.

His body begs him to react, allow himself to close the space between them and press everything he is against her.

But it's all new, still. Confusing. Enticing.

Just like her.

"Did I not tell you not to address me by that name?" He ends up saying, a bit exasperated.

She just smirks, satisfied. He lays there, defeated, in more ways than just the one. He thinks of her, and the way she makes him feel, and in the end, just resumes their sparring.

In some ways, that of which he's still not sure of, he wants her.

It's... strange.

#pau writes #jujutsu kaisen #choso #tsukumo yuki #chosoyuki #i just love them very much your honor #technically this was for a chosoyuki week back in february but i forgot to put it here

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helloalycia · 2 years

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baby steps [three] // wanda maximoff

summary: as you get used to looking after and being with a pregnant Wanda, you start to question your role in the baby’s life and hers.

warning/s: none i don’t think?

author's note: almost forgot to share this today bc i’m exhausted from going to the cinema, but here you go! hope you like it 💗

4 months pregnant...

"Just let them know that the rota is posted and I've tried my best to accommodate everyone's preferences," I said to my assistant manager. "If anyone has any complaints or queries, they can talk to the night manager."

My assistant manager nodded and left my office to go do just that. When he was gone, I sighed tiredly and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was going on 6pm and I couldn't wait to just go home and fall asleep. I was past the point of hunger, as I'd been in work since 6am this morning. Sleep was calling to me. Just ten more minutes.

Startling me, my phone began to ring and I grabbed it, seeing Wanda's name on the screen. Answering it immediately, I hoped everything was okay.

"Hello? Wanda?"

She was sniffling as she said, "Y/N, when are you free?"

I frowned with concern. "Ten minutes and I've finished my shift. What's wrong?"

She whined as she said, "It's my back. It really hurts. And I miss you."

"Darling, I promise I'll be on my way when I'm finished here, okay? Just hold on."

"Okay... just hurry, please."

"I promise, I will."

Wanda had been getting back pain a lot lately, along with other issues that apparently only I could fix. I loved her, don't get me wrong, but the whole pregnancy was getting more intense as we both adjusted to this new thing in our lives. This meant I was over at hers a lot, staying over almost every night which was very domestic and questionable. I hadn't 'moved in' with her, but it felt like it. And wasn't that weird? At four months of a relationship?

I knew it was. But these weren't exactly normal circumstances. And I much preferred being around her to make sure she was okay instead of worrying about her from elsewhere.

After my shift came to an end, I immediately went over to her house to make sure she was okay. I let myself in with the key she gave me and found her laying on the couch with a damp face and pouting at nothing.

"Hey," I said with a small smile, bending down in front of her and resting a hand on her cheek. "You okay?"

She placed her hand on mine and met my gaze with glassy eyes. "You took forever."

I tried to not laugh as I leaned forward to kiss her forehead. "Sorry, love. But I'm here now. You gonna let me massage your back now?"

She nodded slowly, making space for me on the couch so I could massage the spot she'd been complaining about for a while now. I yawned quietly before getting to work, glad when her body relaxed and she sighed with relief. After a while of doing that, I kissed her skin before standing up.

"C'mon, I know what'll make you feel better," I said, holding out my hand.

She sat up, placing her hand in mine but looking up at me questioningly.

"A hot bubble bath," I told her, lifting her to her feet. "It'll ease the pain on your back."

She didn't argue and instead let me lead her upstairs and to her bathroom. I ran her a bath and made sure it wasn't too hot before helping her out of her clothes and into the tub. As soon as she sunk in, she closed her eyes with relaxation.

"Told you it would feel good," I said gently, watching her with a tired smile. "I'll leave you to it. I'm just gonna go get ready."

At this, she opened her eyes and held out her hands. "Come in with me."

"It's for you, Wanda," I said, declining. "Enjoy."

"I'll enjoy it better if you're here with me," she tried to convince me. "Please?"

Knowing I couldn't say no to her adorable pout and puppy dog eyes, I nodded and took of my clothes before joining her. She instantly pulled me between her legs, wrapping them around me and resting her head on my shoulder as my back pressed to her chest. The hot water was soothing on my tired body and I couldn't help but let my eyes drift close.

A comforting silence took over and I revelled in it, appreciating the feeling of Wanda so close to me and the bubble bath itself.

"Thank you for putting up with me lately," she spoke after a moment, breaking the silence. "I know I've been annoying."

I opened my eyes and looked over my shoulder to see an apologetic frown on her lips.

"Wanda, you have not," I reassured her.

She shook her head, grimacing. "No, I have. You've just finished a whole day at work and instead of sleeping, you're here with me, making sure I'm okay. And it's been like that for a while now."

"I don't mind," I said with a promising voice. "I just want you to be okay."

She offered me a small smile, it bringing out an emerald glow in her eyes and sending butterflies in my stomach. "Thank you."

I returned her smile before leaning in and pressing my lips to hers in a short, sweet kiss. Just what I needed after an exhausting day at work.

"I love you," I mumbled against her lips when pulling away.

She smiled and kissed me once more before saying, "I love you, too, milaya (darling)."

We enjoyed the rest of our bath together and I helped her get ready into her pyjamas before doing the same. It wasn't brought up, but it was obvious that I was staying the night since I did that most days now. I wasn't fussed since I was happy to get into bed and fall asleep beside my beautiful girlfriend.

Of course, not everything can be that simple.

During the night, I woke up to some sniffling and realised that Wanda wasn't laying beside me, but instead sat upright. Trying to run the tiredness from my eyes, I sat up and rested a hand around her.

"Wanda, what's up? Why are you awake?"

She didn't respond as she glanced at me with swollen eyes. Leaning forward, she tucked herself into my shoulder and squeezed me tightly, desperately, like I would leave at any second. Still half asleep, but definitely waking up the more she worried me, I wrapped my arms around her and rubbed her back to ease her sniffling and obvious crying.

Maybe she'd had a bad dream? That's all I could think of as an explanation for her sudden sadness, since she was fine before we went to sleep.

"Darling, please tell me what's wrong," I mumbled into her hair, my heart aching.

She sucked up a breath and shook her head into my neck. "Please, don't leave me."

I creased my brows together with confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"I can't lose you," she said, her voice muffled against my shirt. "I can't do this by myself. It's a big responsibility and you make everything better and easier and–"

"Wanda, slow down," I tried to cut her off, pulling her back so I could see her face. I made a move to wipe her tears and hair from her eyes, but she pushed my hands away and met my worried gaze.

"I don't want you to wake up and realise that this is– this is all pointless and then leave," she finished, lips trembling. "I can't lose you."

I shook my head and cupped her cheek, forcing her to look at me and stop fretting. "I'm not going anywhere, Wanda, that's not going to happen."

She pressed her lips together, shaking and looking down with disbelief. I grabbed her hand with my free one, kissing it and ducking my head to find her eyes.

"I'm all in," I reassured the best I could. "I'm here. You've got me for good."

A shaky sigh escaped her lips as she swallowed hard, nodding slowly. I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the side of her head before hugging her once more, still concerned when I felt her trembling in my arms.

"Don't think like that," I told her, trying to hide my concern. "I made the choice to be here for you and that's what I'm going to do. You're not losing me."

When she didn't reply, I carefully helped her back under the covers with hopes she'd have an evidently better sleep than before. She instantly moved closer, front pressing to mine as she held me tightly, face sinking into the crook of my neck. My hand fell to her back, stroking the exposed skin revealed by her tee shirt, and I kissed her hair before getting comfortable.

I wasn't planning on leaving her and I wish she'd know that.

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5 months pregnant...

"I'll pick up some milk and bread in the morning since we're out," I told Wanda when I returned to her bedroom. "Is there anything else you need?"

She was laying in bed, hands on her bump which was growing bigger every day. Her attention was elsewhere, definitely not on me, as I closed the bedroom door and approached the bed.

"Wanda?" I tried again, hoping to earn her attention.

She furrowed her brows with concentration before a grin appeared on her lips and she looked up. Waving me over, she said quickly, "Come! The baby's kicking!"

"Wanda, I–"

"Now!" she insisted, and I sighed before running to climb on the bed and lay beside her on my stomach.

She took my hand as I raised it, pressing it to her bump before it reached a particular part. At first, I felt nothing. But then, to my surprise, the tiniest of kicks was felt against my hand and I gasped with amazement.

"That's... wow." I had no words, since it was the first time either of us had felt the baby kick.

"You should say something," she whispered, as if not wanting to break the tender moment. "So they know your voice."

Even more surprised, and a little nervous, I looked up at her. "Are you sure?"

Her expression softened as she nodded. "Yeah. Now go on!"

I cleared my throat, feeling encouraged by the smile she was sending my way but also slightly nervous, and looked down to her bump. Leaning down so I could get a little closer, I tried not to overthink my next words.

"Hey, baby," I began softly. "I'm Y/N, your mum's girlfriend. I'm not really sure what that makes me to you, but I'm here for you just as much as she is... your mum told me to talk to you so you know my voice, so that's what I'm doing. But I don't really know what to say except I hope you're doing good."

Unsure whether that was alright, I glanced up at Wanda who was already looking my way, a small smile on her lips that put me at ease instantly.

Looking back down to her bump, I continued. "Your mum is doing an excellent job in keeping you alive, so be nice to her, okay?" I paused, as if waiting for a response, before finishing, "Okay, I'll leave you alone now. Good night. Or morning. Or afternoon. I guess it depends on the time in there."

Wanda chuckled quietly, earning my attention.

"What?"

She tried to hide her smile. "There aren't time zones in there, y'know."

I gave her a questionable look. "You don't know that."

She rolled her eyes playfully before perking up when the baby kicked again beneath our hands. Looking to me with tired yet excited eyes, she said. "I think they're saying goodnight to you, too, moya lyubov' (my love)."

I smiled at the thought before kissing her bump and mumbling a goodnight of my own, then laid beside her and kissed her, too.

"Have I told you how much I love you today?" she said, leaning her head on my shoulder.

"You could tell me if you need anything other than milk and bread and that'll do just fine," I said playfully, making her squeeze my arm gently in response.

"I don't need anything else," she said, answering my question, but also pretending to be annoyed. "Nice to know you love me, too."

I laughed. "You know I do, Wanda."

She sighed contently. "I can't wait to find out if the baby is a boy or girl. I think it'll be a girl. How about you?"

Tomorrow was her ultrasound and to say I was nervous was understatement. As I'd said to the baby moments ago, I wasn't sure what my role in this whole thing was, and even though I was figuring it out as I went along, this was one thing that hadn't been clarified with time. I'd basically moved in with Wanda now, I was her girlfriend but I was helping her have a baby, she and the baby were all my life consisted of... but what did that make me?

"No idea," I finally answered Wanda, not wanting my thoughts to eat away right before bed. "But whatever it is, I'm sure you can handle it."

"We both can," she agreed, and I noticed how she changed the pronoun. She'd been doing that a lot throughout this pregnancy, as if trying to show my involvement so I wouldn't feel left out. Admittedly, I appreciated it since I never wanted to assume my place when the baby was technically hers and Vision's.

"We both can," I repeated quietly, letting her know I heard. "C'mon. Let's get to sleep. Got a big day ahead tomorrow."

She nodded and I tucked her in before sliding in properly beside her and turning off the lamp. Kissing her once more, I pulled the covers to our chins and let myself fall asleep whilst trying not to panic about what tomorrow would bring.

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"Can you believe it? He's gonna be a boy!"

I smiled halfheartedly as I set the keys down by the front door, watching Wanda head to the kitchen excitedly. We'd just had the ultrasound and found out that her baby was going to be a boy. Wanda was happy either way, but Vision was ecstatic when he found out. And the excitement they shared in that moment was definitely hard to compete with, even though it wasn't a competition.

The whole thing was more real now, I guess. Not that it wasn't before, but now that we knew the gender, and she was five months along... everything was dawning on me. This baby wasn't mine, it was hers and Vision's. Even though she had included me in everything up until this point and made a show of doing so for my sake, it didn't change the facts.

If this was their baby, what did that make me? Just like last night, all those thoughts filled my head, but tenfold.

Sucking up a breath, I followed Wanda into the kitchen and saw her grabbing some juice from the fridge as she was mid-rant.

"...so many options! Maybe Johnny? Or Reece?" she was saying, proposing names already. "Or something Sokovian! Maybe Pietro will have some ideas."

"They all sound great, Wanda," I agreed with a distracted smile. "You have plenty of time to think."

She hummed in agreement, sitting on one of the stools as she sipped her juice. "A boy... I was just so sure it was a girl." She paused, thinking about it, before chuckling to herself and feeling her bump. "Never mind. A boy is just as wonderful. I'm gonna have a son." She glanced up at me, beaming smile directed my way. "We're gonna have a son."

There she went again. We. As if I was a part of this. I felt like I was, but wouldn't it always be her and Vision?

"Hey, what's wrong?" she asked, smile fading into a frown. "Did I say something wrong?"

I rose an eyebrow and shook my head. "Huh? No, Wanda, no. You didn't."

She motioned for me to come closer, so I did, letting her take my hand and squeeze it gently.

"Something is up," she noticed. "I know that this is... this is a lot. It's a big deal and–"

"Wanda, stop, that's not it at all," I cut her off, raising my hand to cup her cheek and guide her eyes towards mine. "I told you, I'm all in. For you and him."

She smiled and I saw the relief in her expression as she nodded. But then her smile faded again, as she asked, "Then what is it? Please talk to me."

I exhaled slowly, embarrassed that I was even saying this. "I know that I'm here and I'm helping and I, well, I care about you a lot. And I care about this baby, too. But he's... he's not mine, Wanda." Unable to hold her gaze, I avoided her eyes. "I guess I just don't know what part I'm playing here. And I don't want to get attached if I..."

God, this was stupid. I couldn't even finish my sentence. But I didn't have to, it was obvious, just like my insecurity was.

"Y/N, look at me," she instructed gently, and my cheeks were warm with embarrassment, but a slight tug at my hand and I found myself looking at her reluctantly. "I plan on keeping you in my life as long as possible. I love you."

I smiled a little. "I love you, too, Wanda."

"Then you know that you're something to me," she continued, encasing my hand between hers and not looking away. "You're a big something. So, you'll be something to him, too." She glanced down at her bump before looking back to me. "You already are."

Something about how peaceful her eyes were, how soft her hands were, how decisive her words were made me nod in agreement. I couldn't see myself being away from Wanda or her baby. And yes, he'd have Vision, but he'd have me, too. And that was more than enough for me.

"Thanks," I muttered, feeling stupid, but very grateful.

She cracked a smile, raising her hand to cup my cheek. "You're welcome... now, help me off this stool please. My butt is sore."

I chuckled, nodding, and did as she said. "Let's get you to the couch."

—————

6 months pregnant...

Wanda and I were arguably at the best part of the pregnancy, which was buying the stuff to make the baby's nursery. Initially, I was super excited to help her put everything together and make it exactly how she wanted, but when we actually went to the store and I realised how very picky she was, that changed…

"Ooh, this is the one," Wanda said, stopping the shop employee and I as we went down the aisle of cribs.

The employee glanced at me questioningly and I didn't blame him as I looked to Wanda with a softened expression. This would be the fourth crib she'd made us get off the shelf before possibly changing her mind again. Each one, she'd found something wrong with after we'd already done the heavy lifting.

"You're one hundred percent sure?" I asked her for both of our sakes.

"Very sure," she answered with a nod.

I sighed, looking to the employee apologetically. "Okay. Let's do it."

With shaking arms and a tired grunt, the employee and I managed to replace the last crib and get down the new one Wanda had chosen from the shelf. Just when we'd put it in the trolley, Wanda said the words I'd feared the most.

"Hey, what about this one?

"Okay, seriously?" the employee snapped, raising both of his eyebrows.

"I'll sort it," I said to him, internally rolling my eyes at Wanda's indecisiveness. "Thank you for your help anyway."

Probably glad to be rid of us, he resisted the urge to roll his eyes and walked off, leaving me to massage my forehead with frustration before approaching Wanda. I didn't have to say anything as she realised what she'd done as soon as I narrowed my eyes in her direction.

With a sheepish smile, she wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Did I ever tell you how much I love you?"

"Mhm."

Her grin never left her lips as I replaced the crib in the trolley with the new one she'd chosen. Thankfully, it was the last time she changed her mind, so after going over everything on our shopping list, we were able to pay and head back home to start on the nursery.

We were using her spare room as the nursery, which I'd had the lovely honour of clearing out over the past week in preparation for today whilst she watched on with amusement. Thankfully I'd set down plastic sheets on the carpet so we could begin painting straight away. Despite my insistence that the nursery's look was up to her, she wanted us both to have a say. So, we agreed on a pastel yellow colour for the walls.

"See? I told you I'm useful," she commented as we began painting, and I looked over my shoulder to see her painting one wall with a grin on her face.

I smiled at the sight, finding her whole getup adorable. She was wearing old overalls and had her hair up in a curly, messy bun, loose ringlets escaping the grip and framing her face beautifully. Pregnancy looked really good on her.

"Useful, but messy," I pointed out, before approaching her and wiping the paint she somehow managed to get on her cheek.

She rolled her eyes playfully. "Totally not the point."

I laughed before leaning in to give her a kiss on the cheek. We continued to paint the room, though after half an hour, Wanda needed to take a break because of the strain standing up was putting on her ankles. She still shouted encouraging words from next door whilst she rested on the bed, but then it eventually went quiet and I checked on her to see she'd fallen asleep.

Somehow, I didn't expect any less, so I draped a blanket over her and finished the first coat of paint in the nursery before going to have a shower. When I came out, I headed into the nursery to have another look at my hard work, and then I heard footsteps from behind me.

"Oh, no! Did I miss it?" Wanda whined from behind me.

I glanced at her to see her holding her blanket around her shoulders tightly. A frown was on her lips as she looked at the four walls before meeting my gaze with sad eyes.

Despite her saddened expression, I couldn't help but smile with amusement. "You did enough, Wanda. It's been a long day of ordering me around. It was bound to tire you out."

She shoved me in the shoulder playfully, making me laugh, before I wrapped my arms around her from behind and hugged her closely.

"I'll let the first coat dry tonight and pick up where I left off tomorrow," I promised her.

She nodded, relaxing beneath my embrace and leaning back into me. "Thank you, milaya (darling). It looks great." She paused, before glancing over her shoulder to me. Green eyes met mine in a sincere gaze as she added, "Thank you for doing this."

Despite how long I'd been with her, having her attention in such an intimate stare made me feel flustered. It was like she was staring right through me, seeing into my soul and making me feel exposed. I wasn't sure I'd ever get used to it.

"Anything for the baby, right?" I joked, hoping to take the attention away from me. "He's gonna need somewhere to get away from his annoying mother."

She narrowed her eyes playfully. "Ha ha. Very funny."

I chuckled before losing my humour momentarily. "You know I'm happy to do it. If I left it to you, nothing would get done."

A reluctant sigh escaped her lips as she looked forward again. "True..."

We stood like that for a little while longer, admiring the first layer of paint. It wasn't much, but it wasn't difficult to fill the empty gaps in the room with the stuff we'd bought, and that thought alone was exciting. Our own little nursery, how cute.

"Can we have spring rolls for dinner?" Wanda broke the silence, and I blinked as I tried to understand if I'd heard right.

When I realised she'd said exactly that, an amused smile broke out on my face and I couldn't help but find her innocent expression adorable.

"I'm guessing you want me to put the order in now?" I asked, quirking a brow.

She nodded excitedly and I laughed before pulling my phone out. She was lucky she was cute.

—————

7 months pregnant...

"You don't wanna put too much in or the measurements will be all off," I explained to my niece, Sophia, as she filled a measuring spoon with sugar. "Level it like I showed you, go on."

I smiled as I watched the seven-year-old do it, noticing the way her five-year-old sister, Aaliyah, stared with amazement at every action she did. The two of them were over, along with Y/S/N who was chatting away with Wanda in the living room, and we were baking cupcakes for fun. It was nice, having them all over.

The kids got on with Wanda a lot and so did Y/S/N, who had become quite good friends with her. She imparted as much 'wisdom' as she could regarding her pregnancies with the girls, and Wanda seemed to appreciate this. It meant a lot to me to see my family all coming together, especially because it made everything so much easier.

"Okay, great job, Soph," I complimented before holding out the spoon between them. "So, who wants to stir?"

They both shot their hands up and I laughed, wondering how I could decide without offending the other. Luckily for me, the doorbell rang and stole Aaliyah's attention, but she instantly shot off her stool and ran to the door to get it.

"Aaliyah, wait!" I called after her, not wanting her to go by herself. I handed Sophia the spoon, saying, "Don't make a mess, I'll be back," before running after the overactive five-year-old.

When I reached the door, she was already attempting to jump up and reach the handle. It was certainly a cute sight and I couldn't help but laugh as I scooped her up in my arms, giving her a playful look of disapproval.

"What did I say about waiting for me first?" I asked with a raised brow.

She giggled and shrugged cluelessly. "I don't remember."

"Silly billy," I mumbled, nuzzling my nose in her shoulder, before opening the door.

To my surprise, Vision was standing there with a bouquet flowers in his hands. Always the best sight when seeing your girlfriend's ex husband, right?

"What are you doing here, Vision?" I cut straight to the point, since he always announced his arrival with Wanda who let me know in advance to avoid this.

He wasn't impressed as he lowered the flowers with narrowed eyes. "I could ask the same thing."

"We do this every time," I pointed out with a sigh, "and you know I stay here now to help Wanda out."

He rolled his eyes, saying nothing, but I knew he wasn't a fan. Thankfully, Y/S/N interrupted our unwanted conversation by approaching from behind.

"Y/N, who's at the door?" she asked, before stopping by my side and looking to Vision.

Reluctantly, I motioned to the blonde. "Y/S/N, this is Vision. Vision, this is my older sister, Y/S/N."

They exchanged looks, not exactly friendly, and Y/S/N knew everything about him from me so already wasn't a fan. She was civil though, and after taking Aaliyah from my arms, let him in to see Wanda.

"Does he always show up unannounced?" she whispered to me as we followed him into the living room.

I rolled my eyes. "Not usually."

She pursed her lips and neither of us said anything else as we joined Sophia in the kitchen where she was still stirring the baking ingredients together. I found Wanda's eyes across the room and she seemed apologetic before looking to Vision. The rest of us stuck to the kitchen to give them a little privacy, despite the fact we could see them in clear sight.

"Okay, time to put the wet and dry ingredients together now, girls," I said, distracting myself and trying to do the right thing by not looking at Wanda and Vision before me.

Y/S/N helped put the ingredients together in one bowl as the girls stared out Vision without shame.

"Did you say that was Vision?" Aaliyah whispered to me slowly.

I nodded, following her gaze and seeing him discussing something with Wanda. Whatever it was, she wasn't interested, even when he attempted to give her the flowers.

Knowing bits and bobs about Vision, the girls began to stick their tongues out and pull a face in his direction, making childish noises with their mouths. I quickly moved behind them and covered their mouths with my hands, but the damage had been done and both Wanda and Vision glanced our way to see what the fuss was.

I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry. Just the kids."

Vision rolled his eyes as Wanda cracked a smile, but they continued their conversation. Y/S/N chuckled quietly, making the girls do the same as I let go of them.

"Behave," I warned them with a pointed finger, but a smile was tugging at my lips.

We continued mixing the ingredients together and when we were pouring the mixture into the cupcake tin, I noticed Vision leaving for the door, flowers in his hand still. Wanda had her hands on her hips as she sighed to herself before she approached the lot of us with an apologetic smile on her face.

"Hey, sorry about that, everyone," she said instantly, looking between my sister and I and then the kids.

"You all good?" I asked gently, losing my smile when I saw the fed up expression she wore.

She nodded, taking a seat on the stool. Reluctantly, she shared, "It was our wedding anniversary today..."

I raised my eyebrows and looked away, unsure how to respond to that. The kids answered before I could, booing loudly and surprising us all.

"Shoot, sorry," Y/S/N apologised for them, before looking to Wanda and I. "I'll take the girls out and give you both a minute."

And she did just that, managing to pull the girls away and give Wanda and I some privacy as I digested her previous comment.

"Sorry," Wanda said first, looking to me with worried green eyes. "I didn't even know it was today. I think, maybe he must have thought that with the baby coming an' all, it might mean something."

I nodded, chewing the inside of my mouth. "Right."

She reached across the table to hold my hand, earning my attention. "You know I don't care, right? I only care about you."

Realising I probably seemed upset, I straightened up and squeezed her hand. Offering my best smile, I said, "I know, Wanda. Sorry, it just... it makes me feel icky thinking about it."

"Same," she agreed, before frowning slightly. "Sorry."

"You gotta stop saying sorry," I said lightheartedly, but meaning every word.

She sighed, smiling a little. "I'll try."

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angelictrl · 3 years

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Hi! Can I request some hcs for the brothers + undateables taking care of a gn!MC while they're in hospital? (I'll leave the reason they're in hospital up to you) Thanks!!

DEMON BROS TAKING CARE OF AN MC IN THE HOSPITAL.

ofc !! i'm going to write the undateable ver. and link it here later since this got longer than i thought it would if you don't mind <3

LUCIFER

tries to be there for you but can't stop himself from drowning in his work.

don't get me wrong - he most certainly is attentive to your needs and visits you often - but he still puts all the blame on himself no matter the cause for you being put in the hospital.

this is because it reminds him of when he and his brothers fell.

not only did he have to get accustomed to the devildom, but he had to suffer the loss of his sister, deal with his new demonic form, and raise satan all while being diavolo's righthand man.

so naturally, being the eldest and also the one who started the great celestial war, he always felt at fault for how things turned out; although he'd rather die than say it aloud.

you being put in the hospital makes him feel like he failed you, he failed to save you, failed to protect you, even if he hides it with a poker face and instead drowns in his work.

please - this is one of the only times you'll see a vulnerable luci.

cupping his face tenderly with your hands as he sits by your bedside late at night, he refuses to cry, but definently has a gloomy expression.

he can't lose you too. he cant fail you.

as soon as you're discharged though, he makes sure to keep you by his side more often.

late night office dates, anyone?

he'll hold you close and try to be slightly more affectionate in public.

this whole scenario has reminded him just how mortal you are, and he hates that someone who's just as angelic as you is trapped inside of a fragile and weak body.

MAMMON

clingy asf

probably the first one to find out mc's in the hospital.

he's downright upset at first. normally he's attached to your hip, so the one time he leaves you alone, ya wind up in the hospital? he knew you were too much of a fragile human to be left alone!

he refuses to let anyone near you as you recover - besides the doctors and nurses, of course, but even then he eyeballs them to make sure they're being gentle with you.

he goes on a rant/lecture about how you're just some weak human who needs him by your side and how you shouldn't have gone off on your own, but as soon as you frown or pout while averting your gaze, his whole demeanor flips.

he's just really worried about you.

he's a big tsundere, yes, but he cares so much about you and he's not sure how to convey his emotions as he's never felt this way about anyone before.

"h-hey, i'm not mad at ya. just... i'm your first. no, i don't care if i'm in the middle of a scheme, i'll always make time for ya... so don't go off alone, okay?!"

buys you tons of gifts before and after you've left the hospital

definitely won't leave you alone for the first few weeks of being discharged

really, he's clinging onto you like you have more value than goldie

and truly, he wouldn't admit it, but you do.

LEVIATHAN

probably gets told by one of his brothers since he's hiding out in his room as per usual.

first, he almost summons lotan in anger to get revenge for mc if they got hurt by someone, but whether that is or isn't the case, he soon calms down once he recognizes something.

this is just like the 78th episode of TSL he was watching when the lord of shadows returns the favor to henry for helping him through his familial problems by taking care of him!!

well then. now levi's been inspired to be the best lord of shadows he can for his henry.

oh, and i guess he'll do it anyways because he cares about mc's wellbeing to begin with or wtv... /s

nonetheless, snek boi brings a bunch of games, movies, and mangas to mc as he camps out in their hospital room with them.

you better be prepared to binge watch all of TSL and fall asleep to whatever sounds are coming from his game beside your bed - not that you have much of a choice, anyways.

his brothers probably try to pull him away from you as he's clingy boy #2 and staying up having gaming marathons can't be good for your recovery, so you can bet your little human butt you're going to find yourself staying in levi's room for a couple of days after you've left the hospital.

definently places ruri-chan or any other anime-related stickers on your casts (if you have any) or cheeks to cheer you up.

bonus: he totally tries to sneak in henry 2.0 to keep you company when he can't be there and if he succeeds, he relies on henry to give him reports of your health.

SATAN

pissed if someone else landed you in the hospital. nearly goes on a rampage and his brothers just barely manage to stop him.

probably one of the best people to keep you company once he calms down, though.

definitely visits you at the same hour everyday to bring you books he suggests you read.

if you're not up for reading any, he'll suggest reading them to you, or suggest something else entirely different.

stays overnight a couple times with an audiobook playing in the background or with an open book on his chest.

doesn't mind falling asleep in weird positions anyways considering the way his room is set up.

watches detective dramas late at night when you're asleep like a dork lol

definitely watches cute cat compilations with you if you're feeling down for any particular reason and will stroke your hair to calm you down.

10/10, soft satan is best satan <3

ASMODEUS

probably screams tbh

that can't be good for your skin!! all that stress on top of being sick/hurt is going to make you break out!!

practically dashes to visit you with skin care & beauty products although you're advised not to use them by your doctors atm

asmodeus has never been so salty.

though, he is concerned about your overrall being.

it honestly scares him how much he cares about you. especially in this state because he's never cared so much for anyone else other than his brothers or himself in a long time.

most likely to cry (besides mammon) if you cry since he already has tears stinging his eyes.

he starts neglecting his own nightly routines to stay overnight with you.

if you start to point it out or ask him why he's doing this, he'll just sit there in astonishment processing your words.

you matter so much to him? like, duh, of course he's going to be here, why wouldn't he? he doesn't care about anything else other than you and your recovery right now and-

oh.

you matter... more than him... to him...?

...ya broke him.

when you're asleep, he watches you silently for a change, caressing your cheek delicately with soft eyes focused on your relaxed features.

he gets a strange feeling in his chest - and not like the ones he gets from excitement over his quick hookups - no, no, this one is a foreign feeling. it's, dare he say, euphoric.

BEELZEBUB

just like lucifer, he feels guilty.

he already lost lilith. he can't lose you too.

he probably needs more reassuring that you're going to be okay than you do, honestly.

he plops down onto the couch in your room and intensely stares at your sleeping form as he stress eats.

on a funnier note, he has the nurses doing laps around the hospital bringing him food and he says "it's for mc" to them, but we all know who it's really for.

he's the softest he's ever been with you.

you thought he was a teddy bear before? he's practically made of stuffing by now.

when you're sad, he wants to reassure you, but you look so sickly and frail that he holds you like your glass.

please reassure this behemoth of a man that you're going to be okay, he really loves you and wouldn't forgive himself if he made things worse.

most definitely takes you out to a restaurant to treat you once you've fully recovered.

BELPHEGOR

he already beats himself up over the attic thing, so if anyone had hurt you enough to put you into the hospital, his anger would probably rival the avatar of wrath and they'd go missing.

squeezes himself onto your bed to cuddle you while being mindful of your iv.

if that doesn't work, well, then he just drapes himself over your legs. he's gonna find a way to be with you, and you can't stop him (y'know, unless you flat out tell him or look like you're uncomfortable).

if all else fails, he settles for mushing his cheek against one arm propped against your bedside as his other hand is occupied holding yours.

he's pretty much like one of those therapy cats LMAO

lots n lots of sleepy cuddling. after all, rest is essential for your recovery, right?

when you two can't sleep, you have movie nights bingewatching the worst rated movies and shows in the devildom and the two of you go cinema sins on them.

v clingy after you get discharged and holds you noticeably tighter to his chest.

"stop doing stupid things that could kill you, you idiot."

obey me masterlist. | undateables version.

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king-bito · 3 years

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Vanta Black is a butt

I’m sorry, this is my first Drabble or whatever this is, I didn’t proof read it, I don’t really know what my intention was here.. I’m not a writer, I do digital art, but there’s so little Shihai smut out there I thought I would add my bad writing to the small pile xD

I’m SO SORRY.

Pairing: Shihai Kuroiro x Reader

Characters are in their mid twenties.

Rating: Explicit

MINORS DO NOT INTERRACT

Warnings: Dub-Con, Predator/Prey Dynamic, Quirk use, Smut

It’s been a long day, it’s 10pm and you just exited the cinema alone, your friend, who decided to make the whole movie about kissing, making out, and blowing their newly acquired boyfriend, ditched you early in favour of going home with him.

Oh how wonderful it felt to be a third wheel. You’d resigned and accepted your fate, opting to take your time, grabbing a coffee at concession before leaving.

It’s Friday night and there’s still a buzz of nightlife, just barely starting to pick up. Luckily you lived nearby so you wouldn’t have to suffer atrocious cab fares, and the awkward conversations that you always felt cornered into.

You take a deep breath, finishing off the last of your beverage and tossing it into the trash and beginning your walk home, pulling together your jacket to ward off the cold bite of the night air.

————

It’s only 2 blocks from your apartment when you hear what sounds like distressed meows coming from a dark alley. Was it a cat? Fuck, it’s too cold on a night like this to just ignore it. You aren’t the bravest person, and dimly lit alleyways threw up about a dozen warning signals, but these small, infantile kitten meows had you falter and pause.

Biting your lip, you decide to suck it up. You can’t abandon a little kitty out here..

Oh how wonderfully gullible you are.

As you near a filthy dumpster with so many tags on it you can’t even make out a single letter, a cold breeze makes you shiver, it travels up your spine making you feel unsettled. For some reason the meows stopped when you began to enter the alley, and as you pull your arms around yourself for comfort to try and quell the fear, you peer around some stray boxes and trash bags, hoping to locate the abandoned animal.

You let out a gasp as something moves, you suppress a scream and tumble back against the brick wall, panting, heart beating rapidly.

There is nothing.

You swallow, you must have imagined it right?

Suddenly you feel something warm grab your wrists from behind, instinctively you try to pull forward but whatever is holding you is like a vice. Looking down you see pitch black hands wrapped firmly around your dainty wrists and then a low, whispering voice hits your ear.

“Hello little mousy~” Out from the dark brick behind you, a mans face with charcoal pigmented skin is pushing out from the darkness, his deep, dangerous tone terrifying and a little too provocative. Your first reaction is to bolt, and as you yank yourself away (purely at the mercy of this strange man in a wall letting your wrists go), you fall to the ground, turning to back yourself up against the opposite wall, resting on your now scraped palms. “W-what the hell?!” You stammer, taking in the sight before you.

Oh how cute.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You yell, hoping to draw the attention of someone, anyone, nearby.

...

A deep chuckle cuts through the cold silence between you, and you watch as the head moves forward, more of his body emerging from the wall, and now, you get the chance to fully drink in his features. He’s handsome, well, what little you can make out in the low light against impossibly dark skin. His eyes are hooded and seductive, they study you with each breath you take. His lips are lightly pursed into a small smirk, they look perfect on his sharp jawline. His face is framed by a mop of thick silver hair that flicks out in an unruly manner over his cheeks and the back of his neck. The man is clad in a black coat, grey denim jeans, and a low cut v-neck tee, where you can make out his defined collarbones disappearing beneath the lapels of his long coat.

“Aww.. did I scare the poor little thing?” The man coos out gently, and the twisted smile he wears tells you very clearly this was all just fun cruelty to him.

“O-Of course you did! Who the fuck does tha-“

“Shihai” he interrupts you.

“What?”

“My name is Shihai Kuroiro, but you may call me Kuro.”

“I don’t give a damn what your name is.” You blurt out, getting yourself back to your feet and pressing yourself against the cold brick as if it would get you any further away from this..thing.

“You should. You will. Pretty thing like you couldn’t help but come to the pitiful little meows of a kitten, you didn’t even think, did you?”

“I-I…”

“I’m not even very good at making those sounds.. and yet you wandered all the way down an unlit alley, where oh, I don’t know…” Shihai steps forward and places his palms either side of your shoulders. He’s taller than you, lean, but sturdy in build, and his every languid movement was filled with its own strength and purpose. “...anyone could take advantage of you."

"I saw you in the cinema," He continued."you and your so called friend, she certainly had a good time, didn’t she?” He muses, leaning down so his wild grey-ish locks tickle your temple, his breath fanning over your neck as he spoke.

You can’t help but go red at the closeness, there was no doubt he was hot, he was very much your type and when was the last time you had a good fuck? Too long, that was for sure. But this guy was being a real creep! Not to mention scaring you half to death like some sort of twisted predator…

“Such a shame they didn’t invite you along with them.. then again, if they had, I wouldn’t have been able to get you alone like this… so cute, so flushed.. and my.. so easy.” He growls darkly, carding his fingers through your hair, and slowly curling his hand into a fist to grab a handful and yank gently. “Have some fun with me…” You knew this wasn’t an offer, but an inevitable demand, and against your quickly disappearing better judgement, you nodded meekly. Fuck it.

———————

The next few minutes are a blur, as you find yourself naked beneath Shihai, panting and mewling as his mouth works your nipple, sucking and nibbling while his hand massages and kneads your other breast. “K-...Kuro…” You gasp, arching your back and grabbing a fistful of his hair. You throw your head back and pant to the pulsing in your core, deft fingers of Shihai’s free hand thrusting in and out of you while curling them expertly.

The man is ravenous as he attacks that spongey spot inside you, his mouth hotly working up your neck and leaving an all manner of marks in his wake. You let out a guttural moan, writhing underneath his frame, pressing your chest to his and rocking your hips against his fingers, chasing your orgasm like a woman starved.

So Shameless

You weren’t quite sure how he got you to this room so quickly from the city street, no doubt it had to be some weird quirk that came with his abnormal allearance but you were hardly complaining once he stripped you, and himself down and practically threw you onto the bed to jump you.

“So beautiful.. so good for me, little mouse…” he coos, growling shortly after as he notices your body giving him telltale signs of your impending release. “Kuro.. please.. I-I’m..” You whine loudly as he pulls his fingers out of you abruptly, ceasing his administrations in full and repositioning himself above you. “Uh-uh-uh..~” Shihai keens, tutting before capturing your mouth in a lust filled kiss and pressing his tongue to your lips, demanding access. Your pitiful whine of protest offers him the perfect opening as he slides his tongue into your mouth and dominates you entirely, a free hand pushing your hips down to stop your pitiful bucking. “Mmmphhh~” You moan into his mouth, running your hands up and down his chest and ribs, feeling the muscles move and tense and admiring each contraction as he moves to line himself up.

“You only get to cum on my dick, understand~?” His voice is smooth like butter when he breaks the kiss, bringing his hand up to lick your ample juices from his fingers in a lewd display. He nearly moans when he tastes you, eyes fluttering closed as he savours your taste, slowly and teasingly sucking every digit clean. “Oh.. so delicious, little one. I’ll be sure to clean you up properly when we’re done…” He grins, sliding his tongue out of his mouth provocatively, causing you to whimper.

It’s only when you feel his hips move do you realise he had slowly been lining himself up with your dripping entrance, rolling them to push the tip of his leaking cock into your stretched hole, the movement drawing a long, loud moan from you. Fuck, you didn’t even get a good look at it in the heat of things, but fuck if it didn’t feel massive as it slowly stretches you out around the sheer girth.

Shihai hums contently, clearly holding back his sounds in favour of composure and control as he slowly, smoothly, sheaths himself into your heat. The stretch hurts, and is taking a little too long to grow accustomed to as you look up at the stunningly biz are creature above you. You raise a hand to his cheek, admiring his smooth warm skin and slight changes in shade as he grows hotter and hotter from the workout, and you offer the first gentle touch of the night to him, as re-assurance he can move, yes, but also an attempt to connect, and as his eyes dart to you’s, you swear you could see his cheeks reddening a little.

Shihai shakes his head and lowers himself down to bite and nibble at your neck, slowly beginning to rock his hips back and forth. “So.. so tight, you really are a sweet little thing aren’t you” he manages between thrusts that grow in intensity. “Fuck, you’re practically sucking me in, beautiful.” he grunts, a shudder racking his spine as you continue to touch him tenderly.

“A-ahmmm… Kuro!” You groan, breaths becoming an uneven pant, you lean back to give him better access to your neck and guide his hand up to your breast again as you start to move your hips in time with his, lifting your knees to let him hit deeper and deeper inside of you. “I wanna… mmmmphhhh! Shit.. I need to…” you feel the tightness building in your stomach.

The pace quickens and the new angle has him hitting that perfect spot inside of you. He’s bracing himself on one hand, and with his other, he’s squeezing and gently teasing your pebbled nipple beneath his fingertips.

“Hahn… gonna cum? Go on… you can do it. Cum all over my cock.”

You throw your head back again and wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into you with each thrust until your walls clench and contract around his dick, making it twitch and pulse as you both reach your high, coming undone at once.

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Kuroiro takes surprisingly good care of you after multiple rounds of intense orgasms, he cleans you up with a warm damp cloth, feeds you, and gives you water before you damn near pass out in his bed. As he settles in beside you, scooting up to try and make you roll over so he can spoon you, you reach up to cup his cheek in your hand, your sleepy expression sweet and lazy. “...You’re still a creep..” You murmur gently, causing him to look at you with a little shock. He opens his mouth to retaliate, but you cut him off before he can get a stupid cocky remark in. “...but this was amazing. Do you think next time we could start…. with an actual date?”

His mouth opens again, this time he’s speechless. “Wait.. r-really? You’d.. you’d like to…?”

“Shhhh…” you nod, smiling gently as you roll over and shuffle back into him.

What you’re too tired to notice, is the heat coming from his cheeks, ears, and neck. Shit, he thought if he could just remain in control he wouldn’t become a stammering blushing mess. You weren’t supposed to like him! Nor ask him out!

But you had to be a cute little sweetheart and flip the tables on his plan.

#shihai kuroiro #Shihai Kuroiro x reader #lemon #smut #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction #bnha x reader #vanta black x reader #first time doing this please go easy on me

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unloved-cadillac · 3 years

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I love you works!! I have a request for a Soulmate AU with Levi! Where you’re born seeing gray and once you meet your soulmate you can see colors but also when one dies the colors go away and you see gray again. Well his S/O gets badly injured one day and while trying to save her his vision goes gray so he is completely distraught but something happens and he’s able to make her heart start again so his colors are back but he’s still upset for awhile and once she recovers he’s super protective of her because he never wants to see gray again.

C/n: I fucking love soulmate AUs man. Thanks for requesting and I hope that you enjoy🤍

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Never Again. (Levi x Reader)

The day Levi met Y/n, his whole world brightened up. No, literally. All his life until the moment he met her, he saw grey. The black and white world seemed so cold and to hate him. He never really understood the way of a soulmate, thought it was a load of crap.

But on that fateful day, when he helped the cadets and made eye contact with her, his world brightened up. Beautiful colors flowed throughout the fields and Y/n saw color too. He took Y/n away from everyone and asked if she could see color too. And when she nodded, Levi so desperately wanted to kiss her. But they had just met, so the kiss waited until they knew each other properly.

Now, 3 years later with his soulmate next to him, the squad was on a mission to clear the Titans from the west of the wall. “Keep your heads up! These fuckers appear outta nowhere.” Y/n says and Levi smirks. She even acts like him. Y/n’s half split away from Levi’s and she shot him a wink before leading the squad. He rolled his eyes but smiled at her affection.

Abnormals suddenly appeared and everyone got to work. Levi slayed four while others paired to take down one each. Before long, their side was cleared and were heading to Y/n’s side. As he rode, a feeling bubbles up inside him. A feeling he has never felt in all his years. A gut-wrenching pain that made him want to vomit. ‘Is Y/n okay?’

“Captain Levi! Captain Levi!” A soldier yells as he rides towards Levi. “What is it?”

“It’s L/n, sir. A titan caught her and were lucky enough to take it down. But she isn’t in good shape, sir.” Levi’s eyes widen and slapped the reins on his horse. He flew straight to her as fast he the horse would take him. ‘Fuck. This cannot be happening. Not again.’

Levi saw a group of soldiers surround his love and he pushes them aside as he looked at her. “Y/n? Y/n, hey. It’s me.” He speaks and cups her face. “L...Le...vi.” She groans out and he looks at her injuries. He was about to speak when his vision began to alter. Some spaces around him turned grey and he get his heart stop. “No. No, help her. Get the med kit!” He shouts to the cadets and then turns back to her, “Y/n, baby. Stay with me. Keep talking to me.” He begs as he holds her wounds. She just stares back him with droopy eyes and Levi quickly began to wrap her up in bandages the cadets brought.

“Hey,” he says a bit harshly, “do NOT fall asleep on me. Don’t you dare.” Y/n smiles and holds his frantic hands. “I..lo...ve y-you.” She whispers and he shakes his head, eyes burning with tears. “I’ll say it back when you’re in bed, healing. Don’t close your eyes, baby. Stay with me. Please.” No one has ever heard the Captain Levi’s voice falter before. But when it’s life and death and when it came to his soulmate, nothing really mattered except for her.

As Levi was helping her, everything turned dark.

He picked his head up and everything was black and white. “No.” He whispers and looks down at Y/n. He placed his hand on her chest. He didn’t feel it. Her heartbeat. The song that played which helped him sleep. The rhythm he feel in love with.

“Y/N! Don’t you fucking dare!” He yells out and begins compressions. This sight..this grey. It was like a nightmare. He didn’t want this. He couldn’t live without her. “28, 29, 30!” Levi presses his ear against her chest. No pulse. “Fucking GODAMMIT Y/N!”

In his rage he bangs her chest with his fist and lays his forehead on her. “Don’t leave me.” Levi whispers and cries. After silence falls upon them, he hears it.

Badump. Badump. Badump.

It’s faint. So faint. But Levi could hear it. When he opened his eyes, color was back.

“She’s alive. Get the cart! She’s alive!” He screams and two cadets brought the cart. Levi picked her up and sat with her as they rode home. She was breathing and her heart was beating. Now he needed to keep it that way.

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Levi stood watch as Hange fixed Y/n’s wounds. A large gash was sewed up and bandages were everywhere but it didn’t bother Levi. What did bother him was the fact that he saw grey in this life with you. It shook him to the core. It scared him.

Hange stood in front of Levi as she wiped her hands. “I heard what happened. Are you okay?” She asks and he doesn’t answer. Levi just stared at your unconscious body and Hange nods. “She’ll be fine. Stay with her. I heard it’s better if soulmates are with each other when one is healing.” She pats his shoulder and everyone leaves.

Levi makes his way to her side and holds her hand. “Y/n? I know you can hear me, brat.” He squeezes your hand and then sighs. “I think I just experienced the scariest moment in my life.

“Ever since I’ve met you, my life has been so colorful. You and your stupid jokes, the weird things you say and do. But I wouldn’t trade you for anything. And when I stopped seeing color today...when everything went dark...I thought I was going to lose you. God.” Levi wipes a fallen tear. “But enough of my mellowing. Get some sleep, princess. I’ll be right here. Right by your side.”

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When Y/n woke up, Levi was there for everything that she needed. She couldn’t even remember what exactly happened but it changed Levi. Her usually stoic boyfriend who hated PDA stuck by her and gave her unexpected kisses, hugs and everything in between. It was nice but she didn’t understand why.

That night, Levi brushed her hair before bed. She watched him in the reflection of the mirror and his eyebrows were furrowed and he was muttering to himself.

“Baby?” Y/n calls and he looks at her. “Yeah? You okay? Need something?” Y/n smiles at his questions. “I’m fine. But,” she turns and faces him, “are you?”

“What do you mean?” Y/n takes the brush out of his hands and cup his face.

“You know what I mean. You’ve been acting different lately. Don’t get a wrong, I love how you kiss me in front of everyone and stuff but it’s not...you. You’ve been acting differently. Why?”

Levi sighs and leans into her touch. He leads Y/n to the bed and lays down with her on his lap. It takes him a while and he wanted to avoid answering since he played with her hands but he did.

“You...said that you loved me on the field. Do you remember that?” She shook her head. “You said that, then I started to bandage you up. Suddenly,” he pauses for a second,

“My whole world went dark, Y/n. Your heart stopped and everything went grey.” She gasps softly and Levi hugs her. “I vowed to you and to myself that that would never happen again. I never want to see grey again. I felt that if you died then, I would walk right into a Titans mouth because right knew I wouldn’t survive without you.”

Y/n sighs and holds him tighter. She knows that he was scared, she would’ve been too. Right now, all Levi needed was to be held by her. Just to make sure his color wouldn’t disappear again.

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“You are my cinema. I could watch you forever.”

🖤🤍Thanks for reading🤍🖤

-Caddy.

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Are you still taking prompt? If you do, I have a request. Hange lives beside Mikasa's house. Levi saw her when he was forced to babysit Mikasa, his cousin, for a day. After that, Levi is really attracted to Hange, he even offered to babysit Mikasa (which he never did before) to see Hange. Levi is that tsundere guy who tends to do stupid things to get his crush attention. He even told Mikasa to accidentally get lost to Hange house so that he has an alibi to talk to her. The rest is up to you 😂

"Mikasa, please."

"No."

"Mikasa, I'm-" he was well above begging, but- "I'm asking you."

Mikasa's dark eyes peered into his. Levi didn't like the look inside them. The annoying brat lifted the corners of her lips, and Levi bit down a curse. If he ever dared to curse in front of his cousin, she'd rat him out in no time. She would tell her mother, or worse, his mother. He still hadn’t forgotten the previous lecture about proper behavior in the presence of children.

"If I help you..." Mikasa twirled a lock of her hair, looking far too innocent for Levi's taste. With Mikasa, innocuous face always meant trouble. "What will I get out of it?"

Kenny's influence in action, Levi thought grimly. Maybe, he should talk with Mikasa's parents about him. Obviously, the fucker wasn't good for their daughter.

Looking at Mikasa, Levi sighed. "I'll buy you an ice-cream."

"Mm," Mikasa raised her gaze to the celling, pressing a finger to her mouth. For a moment, she appeared to be deep in thought. Levi was already starting to celebrate his victory. But then-

"No," she declared. "Ice cream is not enough."

Levi swallowed down a "greedy brat" and offered, "I'll take you to the cinema."

Mikasa grimaced. "I don't want to go to the cinema with you."

Levi closed his eyes, counting to ten. He was going to refrain from calling his cousin a fucking nuisance. Otherwise, his mother would have his head.

"Fine," he grunted, glaring at her. Mikasa met his eyes with an equally dark expression. "What do you want?"

Mikasa smiled, as though she was waiting for this question since the very beginning of their negotiation.

"You're going to let me stay at your place. And you're going to let me invite Eren and Armin for a sleepover. And you're going to buy us as many snacks as we want."

"Oi-" Levi started only to be interrupted by Mikasa.

"Do you want me to bring Hange-san here or not?"

"...Yes."

Mikasa outstretched her little hand to him. "Do we have a deal then?"

Levi accepted his defeat with a long sigh. "We do," he answered, shaking her hand.

His plan was simple - stupid, Mikasa had called it, but what could that brat know - and Levi was confident in its success.

"That's all I have to do?" Mikasa asked. "Just go to Hange-san's house?"

"And tell her that you're lost." Levi reminded.

"You know that Hange-san is smart, right? She would never believe in this."

"Convince her then."

"But-"

"I'll let you pick any movie you want. And you can stay up all night."

Mikasa narrowed her eyes. "This is manipulation."

Levi shrugged. He was not above exploiting his cousin. And he wasn’t ashamed of it.

"Just do your job,” he instructed.

"Fine!" Mikasa stomped her feet, giving him a look so dark Levi was actually impressed. "I'll do it. But you have to promise that you won't bother us during the sleepover."

Levi rolled his eyes, for the thousandth times cursing his cousin. Why in the world she was so goddamn difficult, girls her age should be polite and timid, not so disrespectful and greedy. "Cross my heart and hope to die," he gritted through teeth. "Now go."

***

Glued to the window, Levi intently watched the street, waiting to see Mikasa's gloomy face and - hopefully - the pretty face of her neighbour, Hange Zoe.

Levi had met her a month ago, during the weekend that he was once again forced to spend babysitting his annoying cousin. He was trying to teach Mikasa how to ride a bike, when he saw her for the first time - Hange Zoe was tending to the small garden on her front lawn. Wearing denim overalls and a straw hat, with a soft smile on her pretty, round face, she was a sight Levi couldn't tear his gaze off.

He spent an embarrassingly long moment, staring at her, until Hange finally took notice of him and Mikasa. She greeted his cousin with a wave of a hand, beckoning her to come closer. Reluctantly - Levi wasn't sure if the invitation included him too - he followed after Mikasa.

And that's when he learnt her name. And found out that Hange wasn't tending to a garden, but was actually picking insects for her pet tarantulas. That's when all hope was lost for him.

Hange Zoe was weird. She was messy. She was wild.

And Levi didn't believe in love at first glance, but- ever since that day he couldn't stop thinking about her.

He came to babysit Mikasa next week, and then a week after that. And soon what wasn't love at first sight quickly turned into an insufferable crush that left Levi feeling like he was turning into pathetic, lovesick fool.

He was thinking about Hange at work and at home. He was thinking about her during breakfast, lunch and dinner. He couldn’t get away from her even in his dreams. Hange took residence in his mind, stubbornly refusing to leave.

Every time they talked - Levi felt like the biggest idiot in the world. When Hange looked at him, his face burned. When she smiled, his heart was racing and his thoughts were turning into a mash.

Once Hange touched his hand, and Levi thought he was going to faint.

Being close with her was awful, being apart - felt even worse. That's why he had to request the help of his cousin. As annoying as she was, Mikasa was Levi's only link to his crush.

Staring at the empty lawn, Levi tapped his foot impatiently. What was taking Mikasa so long? Hange lived just across the street.

Levi swept his eyes across the road again and- hurriedly backed away from the window, closing the curtain.

Mikasa was almost next to the door. And with her was Hange.

Levi desperately tried to calm his wildly beating heart. It refused to listen to his order. He took a shuddering breath and the doorbell rang. He rushed to answer it.

"Hello!" Hange chirped, as he opened the door.

Their eyes met, and Levi felt his knees turn to jelly.

"Hi," he echoed quietly.

"This is kinda awkward," Hange chuckled, the sound like a music to Levi's ears. "But I found your cousin sitting on my doorstep? Mikasa said she was lost?" she laughed again, rubbing her neck. "We've been neighbours for years, don't know how that's possible..."

"He made me do it," Mikasa pointed at Levi, a wicked glint in her eyes. "He wanted to talk to you, Hange-san, but couldn't find a reason."

Mikasa was gone as soon as she finished. She ran past Levi and rushed upstairs. He watched her disappear, a thousand curses at the tip of his tongue. Cousin or not, he was going to murder the brat.

"Um, Levi?" Hange's voice distracted him from thinking where he could hide the body. "Did Mikasa-"

"She's an idiot." Levi glowered.

"So that was..."

This was it, Levi decided. Hange gave him a perfect opening. He was either going to confess his feelings or he was going to live out his days as a lonely, pathetic coward. The time has come, now he had to gather all of his courage and-

"Mikasa is very bad at pranks."

...And he was going to die as a coward.

"Oh, alright," Hange nodded, shuffling her feet awkwardly. "I'll go then... If Mikasa was lying and you don't wish to hang out together..."

Oh what a sympathetic, kind person. She was giving him a second chance. Would he be able to use it?

Levi pictured Mikasa's wicked smile and all of the mocking he would have to go through if she finds out that he wasted a perfect opportunity to confess. It gave Levi the strength and resolve he so badly needed.

He took a deep breath, looked Hange in the eyes and-

"Mikasa wasn't actually lying," he whispered.

Instantly, maintaining eye contact became too arduous of a task, and Levi shamefully lowered his gaze.

He thought of closing the door in her face and then changing his name to move to another country, but then- Hange gingerly touched his arm. Her hand was warm and her skin was soft. Levi was dangerously close to swooning.

“Wanna go to my place?” she offered, and Levi thought that if Hange asked, he’d follow her to the ends of Earth. “I can introduce you to Sawney and Bean?”

“Sawney and Bean?”

“My pet tarantulas!” Hange proudly answered.

Levi hated spiders. Just the thought of their small hairy legs made him shudder and squirm. But- it was Hange who was asking, and he was sick of being a coward.

Besides, what was a spider compared to speaking about his feelings? A walk in a park...

“Just let me grab my jacket,” he told Hange.

The smile she gave him as an answer was bright enough to blind him.

Maybe, he’ll put off Mikasa’s murder for a while.

#this had been sitting in my asks for too long...#sorry for being so slow anon! but the prompt is really gold #levihan

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otp-holic · 3 years

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Will this be the night? (ALSO IN A03)

A random piece of online advertising unleashes some movie memories of a Summer afternoon in 1932

1.5 Ks Fanfic + Pictures Inside. Part of the Never let us lose what we have gained series (AO3) Silly drabble born from my love of classic movies... that ended up not having anything to do with classic movies.

BROOKLYN'S KING'S THEATRE

Poster for Cary Grant's Retrospective. Printed paper 2025.

A poster for the upcoming month long celebration of the movies of Cary Grant to be held in Brooklyn.

Bucky is not expecting a vivid memory of the past to jump at him from a piece of online location-targeted promotion popping on his phone as he and Steve are wandering around the neighborhood on a random Friday.

But the 21st century works in mysterious ways and Google is kindly inviting him to check “Cary Grant: A Celebration”, a month-long chronological retrospective of all his movies taking place at a nearby hipster cinema starting… in half an hour.

He beams as a long string of memories of the both of them in different afternoons and movies plays in his head; how they counted the cents for the admission price, and how Bucky learned to sneak into the movie every time that did not add up to two full tickets.

“Buck, you’ve been smiling at your phone in silence for a whole minute,” Steve interrupts his daydreaming. “Should I be jealous? Worried?”

“Sorry,” he answers, still smiling about the memories. “I think I’m leaving you for Google, they see inside my one hundred years old soul; But I might give you another chance if you don’t mind a change of plans for the afternoon.”

“Lead the way, but can you give me some heads up?” Steve chuckles, more than used to Bucky’s ways.

He takes Steve’s hand to direct them towards the movie theatre and thinks about how much information he wants to share.

Although he is the one who still relies on the comfort of 30s and 40s movies whereas Steve keeps getting bolder with his options, Steve has always loved Cary Grant and Bucky thinks he’s going to appreciate his choice since this particular movie has a history (sad history, maybe) for them, so he debates on whether to tell him or not.

“We are going to the movies. But the real ones, not that shit on Netflix you keep choosing,” he settles for half-disclosure.

“Damn, mister life in black and white strikes again. Embrace the 21st century, Barnes, I think you’ll like it!”, Steve laughs.

“Hey, I embrace it more than you do! At least I look the part of a mid-thirties man from it instead of a fifty-year-old hiding in fucking khakis. Albeit a very hot one, I’ll give you that.”

They both laugh. It’s not the first time these remarks fly between them and having a routine, running jokes, and running pet peeves is very soothing after everything they have gone through.

They’re getting closer to the cinema now, and Bucky can already see the Billboard announcing the retrospective and a small queue forming upfront. He takes a side look at Steve to see if he has noticed and he can certainly tell that his curiosity has peaked.

“Surprise! Call it a win-win, it might be up my alley, but you used to love Cary Grant movies,” Bucky smiles as they reach their place in the queue and glance at the program for the afternoon.

‘This is the Night (1932)’, the poster says, ‘Cary Grant's feature film debut on the big screen’

Bucky is deep in nostalgia, remembering a summer day of 32 when they were waiting in line for the same film and how the evening turned out, but when he looks in search of his partner’s reaction, it’s not what he expected at all.

“Steve, you ok?” he asks, worried at seeing Steve frozen in place.

Steve nods. His whole face is deep red, but at least he is responsive. He looks ashamed and Bucky is shifting from worried to curious.

“Jesus, this movie,…” he chuckles now.

“You seem to remember, then. I thought you might.”

It was not a happy memory: Steve had felt really ill halfway through, looking white as a sheet of paper and about to die on Bucky. They had to leave the unfinished movie and run home, as per Steve’s request. But as far as Bucky remembers, nothing to be ashamed of.

“Why are you acting weird? Oh my god, Steven, are you allergic to this movie?”

The silence before Steve answers is a little too long and the queue moves forward.

“Shit, this is not easy to say and I’m sorry in advance.”

“Duly noted, but could you try to explain? I’m lost and I didn’t expect a full-on confession of something to be sorry about when I decided to follow Google’s intelligent advice to an unfinished movie. I just thought it was a good excuse for a change of plans. And kind of closure.”

Steve takes a breath and starts talking.

“I wasn’t honest with you, Buck. Back then…” he stops, searching for words, nervously musing on his beard. “Ah, I cannot believe this hasn’t come up at some point, but there it goes. I absolutely lied to you that day: I wasn’t sick or half dying and I am very very guilty of using my poor health to run away from that place and that movie, but I did the only thingI could think of.”

Bucky is at a loss for words, he’s still deciding if he is angry, curious, or somewhere in between.

“But… but you were feverish and white as a ghost and you said you had palpitations!”

Steve seems to think for a moment again and the bastard laughs so loud they get a curious look from the people behind. And taking advantage of the queue moving up again, he gets really really close to Bucky who honestly thinks he’s going to try to kiss himself out of the situation since it’s a bulletproof strategy.

But he doesn’t: He goes for Bucky’s ear instead, and whispers.

“I had a boner like you wouldn’t believe.”

Bucky gasps loudly totally taken aback while Steve takes a step back and looks at him in the eye more amused and hungry than ashamed, but still blushing.

“But hey, not all lies! I was somehow sick. And pale since my blood was… otherwise occupied. And I was barely 14!”

Bucky laughs at the dork. His dork. But the information is still making its way into his brain.

“Oh my God,” he exclaims as it starts to settle, “You piece of shit, you pulled the poor sick child card when you were just plain horny. I was worried to my bones as we run to your home. Shame on you Rogers!”

“Me? It was your fucking fault! Yours and Cary Grant’s and your stupid grins and stupid chins, those clefts!” he’s screaming in whispers so Steve Rogers’ teenage boner doesn’t make it to the news, but he’s talking as if he was pronouncing an important speech to the UN, “What was a 14-year-old in the fucking 30s popping one upon seeing an actor who kind of looked like a very tall version of his very male best friend to do?”

He is about to say something, but Steve literally covers his mouth with one hand giving Bucky no other option but to stick his tongue and lick the palm.

“Gross, Buck. I’m not done!”, he dries his hand on Buckys’ shirt before he goes on. “I’m not done because as I was still processing all that, you kept brushing your goddamned hand with mine when you went for popcorn! Over and over and over. It was torture. I have palpitations now just thinking about it.”

Bucky full-on laughs. One of those real ones that come more and more lately and that he honestly thought he would never get to experience again.

They have reached the box office, so he doesn’t push it further. For now.

“Two tickets for `This is the Night´, please.” Bucky smiles at the box-office guy. “He is paying, tho. I paid last time we tried to see this one and he didn’t have the decency to stay until the end.”

He actually feels like a teen as Steve takes his hand into the theatre, as he very intentionally buys popcorn to share, and as they start full-on making out on their seats during the commercials once the lights are out.

“Wanna know another secret, Buck?” Steve whispers a few minutes later, eyes on the starting movie as he brushes Bucky’s hand with intention over the popcorn bucket. His flustered face and recently kissed lips bathed by dancing lights and shadows coming from the screen. “It’s a good thing we were already together in ‘38 when “Bringing up baby” came out because I was able to plan ahead and lure you into that memorable window fuck at our old apartment before the show, or we would have totally missed one of our favorite movies, too.”

Bucky hates Steve with the force of the universe. Or maybe not, but he’s not playing clean.

“Raincheck on the movie?” he manages to whisper back as he drives Steve’s hand to his already noticeable hard-on. Two can play this game.

“Oh, poor Buck. Do you have palpitations” Steve chuckles, lips wet on Bucky’s ear and gripping harder on his bulge instead of letting go. “Was that the memory of the window fuck? Or all the making out? Tell me so I don’t do it again.”

“You are a punk, Steve Rogers,” Bucky answers before standing up to leave, closely followed by a smiling Steve.

Argh, sorry for deleting and uploading again, but i had technical issues with this.... so here it goes again. I need to free myself from this one!

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