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roguerogerss · 5 months

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The President; ‘Something Sweet.’

Pairing: Coriolanus Snow x Reader

W/C: 2.1k

Warnings: SMUT!!

(HEY! this is the second part to The President, part 3 will be out soon so plssss stay tuned, hope u luv it, luv you, bye) (requests r open! send me stuff here)

“Where did you go?"

Clemensia snatched your arm and stopped you in your place. You'd been trying to ignore all of the girls, weaving your way in and out of the crowd, accepting the odd congratulations or hug as you went, you thought you might find Tigris and stick by her until at least dinner time. You wanted nothing more than to be at home.

"Oh." You started but stopped short. If you even stuttered you knew she'd know, your legs were shaking and, if she looked at you closely, she'd be able to see that your hair wasn't nearly as smooth as it was an hour ago, and your lipstick had smudged over your chin and you'd spent longer than you should've trying to wipe it off. "Just had a few photos to be taken, Coryo wanted them out of the way."

Clemensia turned you to face her, gripping your forearms as she eyed you suspiciously. You held your breath a moment, she wasn't the type to keep her mouth shut. "Of course. Photos."

She was smirking at you, and you nearly hung your head in shame out of pure instinct. You teetered backwards slightly in your heels, and Clemensia barely stifled a laugh. "Did these photos involve you being bent over something?"

"Clemmie!" You burst out, hands clamping over your mouth, cheeks burning red. And then you couldn't help but laugh. "Don't say anything, please."

"I won't!" She laughed and took hold of your hand, starting to lead you back towards the rest of your school friends. “I didn’t say anything when you’d disappear for every free hour we had in school, did I?”

“Clemensia!”

Okay! I won’t say anything. Promise. It's your day, and Coryo's President now. I can’t say anything."

You laughed as you approached the other girls, Clemmie was your friend, as much as you hated to admit it, and you did actually like spending time with her, after you got over the initial idea of it. The other girls, however, were a different story.

"Where did you guys go?" Lysistrata whined when you rejoined the circle. She wasn’t the worst of the bunch, but, god, could she moan about anything. "Felix had an interview and they basically said that he actually would've won, had Doctor Gaul's vote not counted-"

"Well, her vote did count." Clemensia defended and sent you a small smile. "Why dwell on it, Lyssie?"

"Because it's unfair." Livia practically snarled, lip curled upwards like a growling dog. "Coriolanus will be president until he either steps down, or dies off. And we all know he won't step down, so none of us will even have a chance at it."

"You wouldn't have a chance at anything anyway, Livia. Festus is a slob." You snapped. You'd remembered why you so hated going to school, and then University with these girls. Livia especially always seemed to bring out the worst in you. You heard Clemensia sigh, and Lysistrata sucked in a breath to be held.

Livia looked as though she was about to lunge for you. "He is not a slob!" She threw her hands in the air and started to say something else, when Clemensia butted in, to avoid a public argument between two powerful men's wives.

"Ladies!" She held her arms out between the two of you in a calming manner, and you almost scoffed and walked away from them, but you knew you had to be here. For Coryo, you thought. "Let's just all be friends, okay? You managed it for seventeen years before today, you can certainly last another two hours."

"Oh, look!" Lysistrata pointed excitedly at the grand hall, drawing the attention of the conversation to something else entirely. "I think we've to go for dinner, now. Aren't you all excited? It'll be lovely."

You were definitely excited. The University provided three square meals a day, if you stayed long enough - you always did - but, since you'd graduated, it had been back to Tigris' cabbage soup and the occasional luxury like a loaf of bread or some beef mince, if Coriolanus helped Doctor Gaul with something she believed warranted an extra payout. The food was guaranteed to be something special, and, even better, you could leave your school friends behind for at least an hour and sit by Coryo instead.

An avox appeared by your small group, and gestured for you all to follow them, leading the gathering of wives to the dinner hall first. Clemensia, Livia, and Lysistrata were positioned at a table together, each one chair apart from the other, and you almost laughed out loud when Livia's scowl deepened further and Clemmie sighed disappointedly at her space between the other two.

After seating the three other women, the avox gestured for you to follow them even further, to a long, rectangular table overlooking a sea of smaller round ones. The hall really was magnificent, all marble and hardwood, a string quartet playing in the far corner, and Coriolanus' Grandma'am's roses decorating each table, in small glass vases. You smiled at the touch, assuming it was Tigris' doing, Coryo would love it.

"Thank you." You nodded to the avox as they tapped a chair for you to sit in. The table was laid with a white tablecloth and lace runner, and six plates, with dainty little place cards placed neatly atop them. The ones on either side of you read Tigris Snow and President Coriolanus Snow. You assumed the one next to Coryo would've been for the Grandma'am and the other two chairs for other government officials.

The room started to fill up with people, celebrities, guests, reporters, game makers. You tried to make out anyone familiar in the sea of people, but faces blurred into one another, distant chatter became almost deafening, and you found that, not only could you not decipher one person from another, but you'd given yourself a headache trying to do so.

The chair beside you pulled back, startling you from your squint-eyed staring, and then Tigris appeared, beaming and touching a hand to your shoulder. "He did it!" She cried and you embraced, squealing as you did so.

“I know.” You mused. “Did you do the roses?”

Tigris nodded, a satisfied smile crossing her face. “Yes, do you like them? I thought it’d be nice, something familiar.”

“They’re beautiful, he’ll love them.” You plucked one of the stems from the vase in front of you, inspecting the perfect flower, so familiar. You’d always loved the Grandma’am’s roses, almost as much as Coryo did.

You were only able to talk for a moment, Tigris complimenting the way you'd done his hair, you gushing over his suit. You loved Tigris, really. But the national anthem began playing, and then there were cameras on you both and you tried to remember to sit up straight and keep your chin down.

The entire room erupted into cheers and claps and cries as Coriolanus entered, looking dazzling as ever. You even noticed Livia giving a hand, which sent a sense of satisfaction through you. "There he is! Our brand new President, it's Coriolanus Snow!" Lucky Flickerman had appeared out of nowhere again, and you could just hear him over the sound of the crowd. "And he's making his way over to his gorgeous first lady! I heard they've only been married three days."

You stifled a laugh at Lucky's overly dramatic performance, and then you felt almost self conscious, seeing all of the people looking towards you, the cameras pointed in your direction. Tigris touched a gentle hand to your arm to soothe you, and you just about managed a grin as Coryo approached.

He sat down next to you and you found his hand placed on the small of your back, thumb rubbing soothing circles just beside your spine. You let out a sigh of relief and smiled until the cameras turned away and the starting course of the meal served. "That was good, darling." Coryo spoke quietly. "Are you okay? You seem nervous."

"I am nervous." You turned toward him and placed a hand on his knee. "I'll get over it, though. First day jitters."

"Of course you will." And then he leaned down to whisper in your ear, hand creeping up your thigh under the cover of the tablecloth. "What do you think I could do to calm you down, hm?"

"Coryo." You hid a small smile and wrapped your fingers around his wrist. "People are watching."

"All the more fun." You turned to face him, noticing the half-concealed grin playing on his lips. Your eyes flickered out towards the crowd and cameras, guests were all chattering and eating, but the cameras stayed put, and Lucky continued his constant commentary of you. You imagined him, broadcasting to the entirety of Panem, that the brand new President was fingering his wife at the dinner table.

Coryo's hand wandered up even further, underneath your skirt, into your underwear. You sucked in a breath and made a sort of uncomfortable grunt, biting back a whine as two familiar fingers pressed into you. You gripped onto the tablecloth and Tigris turned to you, concern in her eyes. "Are you okay?" She asked and you nodded, too enthusiastically.

"I'm okay." You answered, but you knew your face wasn't communicating what you said, and Tigris' hand was pressed to your forehead before you could tell her again.

"You're hot, have you drank enough water today? And you're flushed, too-" Tigris was in the middle of pouring some water into the glass in front of you when Coryo cut in.

"She's okay, Tigris." He smiled at his cousin. "Wasn't feeling too well last night, were you, love?"

You shook your head, trying to act convincing while Coriolanus' fingers continued their assault inside of you. "Oh, honey! Well, get some rest tonight, okay?"

And then Tigris had turned back to her conversation with the Grandma'am, and you made a mental note to continue the narrative that you were sick, at least in front of Tigris. And then you noticed that Lucky was staring right at the two of you, massive grin on his face, as always, and the camera beside him was fixated on your table.

"Coryo, the cameras!" You hissed, but he silenced you, curling his fingers against your sensitive spot. You made another strangled sound, but Tigris didn't turn around this time, too invested in conversation with the Grandma'am.

"Shh," Coryo comforted you, nuzzling his forehead against your cheek in a way that could've been mistaken for a loving gesture for the cameras. "Let them see, honey. Just be quiet for me. My good girl."

He curled his fingers faster inside of you, so that you had to clamp your hand on your thigh to stop your legs from shaking aggressively, every now and again he'd lean down and say something like, "You're doing so well." or "So good for me." and your head would spin.

"Coryo," You whispered, a breathy moan falling from your lips, almost loud enough for everyone at the table to hear. "I'm getting close, you know how loud I get."

Dessert was being served, now, and you were almost glad that the avoxes didn't have tongues, because you were certain that the one placing your lemon tart in front of you had made a strange face whilst doing so.

Coryo's fingers brushed your sensitive spot once again, and you felt his hand on your back as it arched off of the chair, dimming the appearance of your arousal to the public. "I know. Not going to let you finish, not yet."

He pressed a short kiss to your temple and then pulled his fingers out of you, at which you huffed and pouted, he felt his cock throb, seeing you looking so bratty.

"Coryo!" You whined, bottom lip still jutting out. "That's not fair."

"Isn't it?" He asked, smirk playing on his face. He made you watch as he looked you straight in the eye, lifted his fingers to his lips - still glistening with your slick - and sucked them clean. "Mmh, so sweet, my girl. Now, I want you to go home, familiarise yourself with the mansion - you'll love it, by the way - and wait for me to get there. No touching yourself, you know the punishment for that."

A small smile grew on your face as you nodded. Coryo kissed your face, picked up your dessert fork and handed it to you, gesturing to the food in front of you. As you took your first bite, he slid his own across to the Senator sat next to him. The larger man looked at him with confusion in his eyes.

"You can take mine, already had something sweet."

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crimsonkenjii-writes · 3 years

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heyy it's the giyuu simp hiding in your request box ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ mind if i sneak in another request :> just gonna slide this with a belated valentines day card

may i request a giyuu x reader headcanons? where its just giyuu and the reader living a peacefull and happy life with their kids, just fluff of how their every day life goes and giyuu with his kids :D maybe even some headcanons of the other pillars meeting the kids and his s/o (feel free to change the idea ofcc i don't mind if you write it at all (~^.^)~)

Hello fellow Giyuu simp lolol

This sounds really cute! Of course I’ll write it! ʕ◡ᴥ◡ʔ♡

This turned out to be very long haha hope you don’t mind :)

Giyuu x Fem!Reader with Kids!! ♡

AU: Life Without Demons

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Giyuu was the first to ask for kids. It was a shock since you’d figure he’d be too nervous and insecure to think he’d be able to be a father. But he loves you too much to not have children with you. He just can’t picture his life without you and both of your guys’ children in his future.

“Y/N...” he approaches you timidly, “I have um something to ask you...” he kept fidgeting with his hands and struggled making eye contact. His cheeks starting to burn. “What is it, Giyuu??” He sat there a bit, his brows knitted together as if he’d trying to figure out how to compile his sentence. “Let’s have children!” He finally bursts out boldly. You were taken back for a second but smiled wide and hugged him, agreeing with all of your heart.

Giyuu didn’t want too many kids. He only wanted about two children. (Maybe three children he’s thinking on it 👀) And that’s what you both had. One boy and one girl. The boy took more of your looks but also had a good mix of Giyuu as well. He ended up taking his eyes and messy hair but had your hair color and overall facial features. The girl was a very good mix between the two of you. The boy was the eldest child.

Giyuu was the type of parent to spoil his children a lot. You often had to stop him because it got hard for him to say no to them a lot of the times. But when it came down to it, he knew when to be strict and stand his ground. Like if one of your children throws a tantrum for not getting the toy they want, Giyuu would have a stern tak with them about how they need to learn the importance of being told “no” and to handle it like a “big boy/girl”

Giyuu would also do whatever it takes to help you with anything around the house or with the kids. He’d also do anything to spend as much time with his children as possible.

Giyuu also secretly loved it when his kids would get nightmares and ask to sleep with the both of you. He really loved sleeping next to his family and would often invite the kids into the futon even if they didn’t have a nightmare that night. They’d always get really excited and join without hesitation. He also LOVES holding their hands. He loves how tiny and soft they are in his large, calloused ones. He also really loved having them ride on his shoulders

When it came down to being the good cop bad cop, you both had an equal share between it. I can see Giyuu being pretty strict but not to the point where it’s suffocating. He’d still take extra precautions to make sure his kids are safe and don’t get into trouble. He also tries to come to complete understandings with his children when they’re in disagreements with him. He’d sit and talk with them and make sure they don’t feel invalidated or hurt. Sometimes though, he’ll have to put his foot down and tell his children to listen to them and not question his thinking. He’ll often try to come back to them later and explain again.

Kamboko Squad and Pillars’ Reactions to First Born (and general interactions with kids)

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When the news got out to everyone that you both were expecting children, they were all so very excited.

You were a few weeks pregnant and Tanjirou (and the rest of the squad) came by to visit and he was able to smell it off you. You were a little shocked how he was able to notice until he explained how his mom smelled a certain way when pregnant with his siblings. Then it made a bit more sense. Kind of.

Poor little boy teared up because of how happy he was for the both of you. He was so happy to see Giyuu with the love of his life and now starting a family. Inosuke got all those fluffy things around his head. He was very soft and gentle around you and it was really cute. Sometimes he’d just stare at your bloated stomach and it seemed like he was having a psychic conversation with the baby lolol.

Nezuko was very excited to meet the new baby and couldn’t wait nine months! Zenitsu was really happy for the both of you and it really warmed his heart to hear the baby’s heartbeat. He also got very scared for you because he heard that giving birth if very painful and he’d never want to go through something like that either.

They all saw your kids as their own little siblings, especially Tanjirou. Tanjirou is very good with kids so they ended up liking Tanjirou a lot and would often beg you to let him visit more often so they could play with him. Nezuko also saw them and her own siblings and would always volunteer to knit/fix their haoris if they ever got damaged. She always brought snacks (usually toasted rice crackers) for the kids when she visited. She also helped with cooking dinner when she visited.

Zenitsu loved playing with them. Until one day your son found a worm and showed it to Zenitsu and he freaked out and thought it was a snake for a second. He started to become more wary of your son from then on.

Inosuke shared his boar mask with them and would let them ride on his back as he ran around. He also visited one day with a nicely wrapped box (wrapped by Tanjirou) and gifted it to your kids. You and Giyuu were very confused to see that it only had acorns in there.

You had Shinobu do regular check ups with you to make sure the pregnancy was going well. Despite her constant teasing, she actually told Giyuu how happy she was for him. This really warmed his heart and he couldn’t thank Shinobu enough for all her help. She helped with both the pregnancies/deliveries

Mitsuri was so so SO excited to meet the new babies!! She seemed more excited than you and Giyuu! She loves babies and thinks they’re really cute. And the fact that it’s going to be yours and Giyuu’s baby??? Geez, that just makes it 10x more adorable!! She really really wanted to be the first friend to hold the baby so you granted her wish. She was crying so much, she was so happy.

The baby’s cheeks became very red from how much Mitsuri pinched them. She nicknamed him her “Little Mochi” because of his squishy cheeks. (and she nicknamed your girl her “Little Sakura”)

Obanai kept trying to deny how happy and excited he was. “Hmph! I don’t do babies. Not at all.” But then he saw its cute, little chubby cheeks and couldn’t resist. He then vowed to be the greatest uncle to your baby boy (and girl once she visited the world)

Kyojuro was really excited to meet the baby too. His booming voice scared the baby and made him cry so Kyo learned to be more quiet around him. He was so nervous holding the baby but then got more use to it and didn’t want to hand him back. He wanted to hold on to the little boy forever!!

Muichiro was mostly dazed out but waved his finger in front of him and your little baby boy held onto him. Muichiro got very happy. “Y/N, Y/N! Look! He’s- he’s holding on to me!!” You’ve never seen him smile so wide. He’d often visit and be like, “Can I play with him today? I’ve missed him.” And he’d play with him for hours! He was the same with your little girl as well once she came around.

Sanemi kept trying to act all tough. “No! I don’t care about kids! Least of all babies! I couldn’t care less about Tomioka’s stupid ba-“ his eyes widened when he saw the baby. Then you saw the most softest smile on his face for the first time. He hugged the baby tight to him and didn’t let go or move for a while. He might or might not have teared up. But you swore with him that you saw nothing 👀 He’d make plenty of ohagi for the kids and make some extra for you and Giyuu. Giyuu was very happy to see Sanemi opening up a bit more and glad he became better friends with him as well.

“Tch, don’t get too comfortable, Tomioka. I’m only here for my niece, nephew and Y/N.” He was teasing he loved Giyuu too.

Tengen and his wives were all over the baby! His wives loved the baby so so so much!! They even planned out a baby shower for you when they heard the news so a lot of your baby stuff came from them! Once he finally joined the world, all of them teared up from joy. They all took turns holding the baby, playing with him, bouncing him on their laps. Tengen said that if you or Giyuu ever needed help, him and his wives were right there anytime.

The wives loved playing with your daughter! They’d often do her hair and make it really pretty. They’d also often spoil her with new pretty kimonos and hairpins and always said, “Once she gets older, we’ll always have girls nights out! Do all kind of girl talks and girl things! It’ll be so much fun!!”

Tengen got the baby a whole bunch of shiny jewelry and was like, “Ha! Now your baby boy shall be flamboyant! Even more flamboyant than he was before!!” He also secretly found it extremely adorable how he looked like a little baby Giyuu at first. Then he grew to have more of your facial features and it just made it even cuter for Tengen. He had a little soft spot for your daughter because he thought having a daughter would be very precious so he’d literally do anything for her (and would protect her with his life)

Gyomei was SO happy!!! He of course teared up too and was very very gentle with him. It was kind of cute seeing such a large man hold such a tiny little human. It’s like he could fit them each in one palm. He was one of your go to nanny’s and he’d always wear a pink apron when looking over the kids. He’d spoil them with lots of baked sweets. Everytime he visited, he always had a new beaded necklace to gift them. They ended getting too many and he stopped at one point. But he still gave them one on their birthdays

Shinobu found babies/kids a bit icky since they do have many bodily fluids they can’t control and sometimes don’t wash their hands but she still did normal check ups with them and was very good with them. She’d often visit with some new toys for the kids. She even got your daughter and little butterfly clip. Your son felt left out so she got him one too. For a while both your kids refered to her as the “Butterfly Lollipop Lady” since she gave them lollipops after every doctor visit. She’d just smile chillingly at Giyuu and say, “Tomioka-San, I figured you’d at least teach them my name after all I’ve done for you and your wife.” She was just teasing, she secretly loved her nickname

Shinobu also really loved listening to the baby’s heartbeat through a stethoscope. She also loved putting her hand on your belly and often talked to the baby. She’ll never admit to anyone else but she really enjoyed doing these things with both your pregnancies

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colorfulbard · 3 years

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Showtime

Summary: Housewives in a small town truly have nothing else better to do.

Pairing: Lifeguard!Eren x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Small themes of NSFW

Words: 1.6K

A/N: I saw an ask that I think was from @sleepysnk blog and I couldn't help myself. This one-shot was based on this video. Sorry in advance to her for not asking permission, but I really wanted to write this. I hope you like it!

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Summer was a time for new beginnings in a young kid's life. School was out which meant three whole months full of time to make self-improvements. Or to just goof off with friends. During this time of experiencing the blazing sun, the first thing to come to any kid's mind is to be the first to hit the pool.

Not that it mattered who came first. In the small town of Shiganshina, eventually, the community pool would be full of family's trying to cool off from the summer heat. Whether some of the families were there by choice didn't fully matter. Mothers from all over town were dragged by their children regardless of what errands needed to be done.

In the past five summers, that's how it was. Mothers had no reason to come to the pool by choice ever since their eye-candy had left to college out of state. This summer, however, the housewives in-town were less reluctant to the idea of a day at the pool. As kids ran around the pool, ignoring the lifeguard's whistle, and whacked each other with pool noodles. Housewives found other ways to enjoy their time under the hot sun.

Amongst the loud splashing and laughter, a familiar ringtone chimed. This particular ringtone, however, was only familiar to every housewife that had been to the pool since the beginning of summer. The phone the ring was coming from lit up, an alarm displayed on the screen labeled as 'showtime'.

Practically every woman who had been to the pool since summer began had a Pavlovian response when that alarm rang. They all immediately sat up in their chairs, grabbed mirrors to fix their makeup or hair, and relaxed back into whatever sexy stance they could think of.

Out of all the women who waited for the show to start. None of them were nearly as excited as Debbie, whose phone alarm was still ringing. There wasn't much a housewife in Shiganshina had to look forward to. Especially during the summer.

Debbie truly detested summer with a passion as fiery as the sun. School was no more which meant her alone time was over. Three kids were now constantly on her ass with her husband either at work or napping.

She almost bristled at the mere thought of having to deal with them later in the afternoon but maintained her composure. She couldn't afford a single hair out of place. It'd taken her two hours to perfect the look she was going for. The amount of effort couldn't go to waste. Not when she had to compete with seven other housewives for his attention.

"Look alive, ladies," proclaimed Debbie as she readjusted her boobs and put down her sunglasses. "The show is about to begin." She smirked as the current lifeguard began to step down from her tower to switch.

Debbie felt time slow down at the sight of a door opening at the other end of a pool. She was sure the other housewives were feeling it too as they all began to tense in anticipation. If any of their kids were drowning at the moment, none of them would notice. It's not like it mattered considering Mikasa was still watching anyway.

Even if one of them did drown, it wouldn't hurt to watch them being saved by the notorious Eren Yeager. He was the one that currently had every housewife on the edge of their seat. The man was an Adonis in the eyes of every housewife in Shiganshina. The absolute perfect man of their dreams.

When that door fully opened, they all felt the air leave their lungs. His silky brown hair was tied back into a bun with the right amount of fringe framing his face. Abs chiseled to perfection glistened in the sunlight. To top it all of, with a flick of a wrist, he took off his sunglasses to reveal the most gorgeous eyes that suck any woman in.

Debbie could go on and on about Eren. She even bit her lip at the thought of them, together. Having invited him over for dinner as thank you for saving one of her kids from drowning. They would be all alone after she forced the kids into bed early. Her husband would be working late, so, who knows? Anything could happen.

None of the housewives' eyes left him for even a second as he walked to relieve Mikasa of her shift. Some could barely manage to remain composed as he offered a nod and greeted them with a "ladies".

Debbie put on her best sexy pout the moment his eyes were on her. She waited for the inevitable nod and compliment on her new sunglasses only to receive a nod. No compliment.

Her eyes widened and she cast a glance at the other wives. It seems they were suffering from the same thing. It was like that ever since he came back from college out of state.

Debbie's perplexed expression turned to a sneer when she remembered why. Turns out after coming back home to visit his mother, a college education wasn't the only thing he came back home with.

"Eren!"

Speak of the devil and they shall appear. Debbie scoffed under her breath at the sight. You weren't much of a looker in her opinion. Everything about you screamed basic in Debbie's eyes. From your hair to your outfit. But that didn't stop Eren's eyes from lighting up whenever he saw you.

You had to be honest, at first, summer in the small town of Shiganshina was boring. The only reason why you were even here was due to Eren's insistent begging. That boredom lasted until he mentioned he had gotten a side job as a lifeguard. The same job he had the summer before he left college. He had mentioned it to you before in passing, but you'd never forget the stories Armin told you of all those housewives who drooled at the sight of him.

The moment the job began you gave him time to settle before you came to ruin it all. The time you spent waiting was worth it. Every housewives' eyes were on you as you confidently strode up to Eren on his lifeguard chair and asked for a kiss. Their faces were to die for, you wished you'd taken a picture. Especially Debbie's.

You knew for a fact she hated your guts. It wasn't like she tried to hide it anyway. She glared at you every chance she got. Which is why you were at the pool visiting Eren again today. You giggled as you glanced back at her while leaning against Eren's lifeguard chair.

"What are you laughing at?"

You looked up to the object of your affections and shook your head. "Nothing," you said innocently while rubbing his knee.

Eren rose a brow, not believing your tone for a second, and followed your previous line of sight. He rolled his eyes when he spotted Debbie waving at him just moments after she finished glaring at you. "Do you have to cause trouble with every housewife you meet?" He teased, shoving your hand away.

You placed a hand on your chest and gasped in mock disbelief. "Me? Cause trouble?" You asked rhetorically, "I would never." You crossed your arms and frowned.

Eren leaned back in his chair, "yeah, okay," he said sarcastically with a scoff.

You scoffed back at him and smacked his thigh, "okay, come on. You have to admit it's pretty funny." You barely held in a laugh at the sight of a whole row of housewives glaring daggers at you.

"Not gonna be funny when they finally poison you," Eren joked while stroking his abused thigh.

You gave him an incredulous look. "Yeah, because I'm dying to eat Debbie's casserole," you said sarcastically. Those housewives had been sending casserole after casserole to Carla's house ever since he came home. You hadn't bothered to eat a single bite of any of them. Neither had Carla.

Eren gave a small wave to Debbie, who was still watching the two of you. "What's with you and Mrs. Carter anyway?" He asked with a raised brow.

"More like what's with Debbie," you corrected, "she's hated me since she figured out I'm your girlfriend."

Eren smirked and leaned back in his chair with his arms behind his head. "Can't blame her, I am a catch." He winked down at you.

You rolled your eyes, "whatever you say, Casanova." You stepped away from the chair. "I'm gonna get going, don't wanna keep distracting you considering they're not gonna save their kids anyway." You gestured to the housewives who had their eyes glued on Eren.

He rose a brow but soon nodded after glancing at the housewives. "You have a point, get outta here." He leaned down to swat your ass.

You punched his leg in response. "Oi, watch your hands, Yeager!" You scolded.

"You know I can't control myself." He smirked and tried to rest his hands on your waist.

You hummed and laughed to yourself. Eren rose a brow at your laugh but said nothing as you stood on your tiptoes to grab him by his whistle. He was frozen as he waited for your next move and spellbound the same way those housewives were with him.

The tips of his ears were hot, you could feel it on your lips as they gently grazed his ear. "Let's hope you'll be able to control yourself until after your shift." You gave his ear a small kiss before pulling away and quickly walking away before he could recover.

You gave him one last look over your shoulder and giggled at the sight of his flushed cheeks. You also gave Debbie a passing glance and waved at her. "Hot day isn't it, Mrs. Carter?" You asked.

You didn't miss the way she attempted to murder you with one look. "Immensely," she said through gritted teeth.

Yeah, summer was a fun time.

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SNK 134: Why we need to move forward.

Well...

That's horrifying...

Oh but whatever they are probably bad people in there. Thieves, greedy people, hateful mothers, men who beat their wives , liars, bullies, killers, murderers, rapist, child rapist and racist babies.

Yeah...

This is a rhetoric that has been used for ages and is currently being used in this fandom especially on reddit and 4chan.

The justification of injustice.

When George Floyd was slammed on the ground and died because he couldn't breathe anymore, conservatives and republicans at large ignored the police brutaliy leading up to that.

He was just a cocaine or drug addict who one day pointed a gun at a pregnant lady. So he was a criminal and deserved that.

Of course ignoring the racial segregation that happened from the very legalized slavery hundreds of years ago and how poor and racially stigmatized black people are being in America right now.

When the Uyghurs are being genocided by China, the world blinds itself because China is one the worlds necessary assets in economy as it basically produces a good chunk of what is being used in the world. Most made by children, " but it makes us live "... Apparently that's the only logical reason...

When Palestinians and Israelis are literally killing each other over some complicated non sense that no one ever really understands and also Israël basically doing Apartheid at this point,

When the totality of the Middle East has turned into a warzone because of the United States's violent imperialism,

When most far right or extremist group decided that Islam and Islamic terrorism are the same thing,

When xenophobes and racist always attack immigration,

"If she wasn't wearing that skirt, she probably wouldn't have been raped",

When we have homophobes, transphobes, LGBTphobes, telling us what's natural and always bragging about "\___-_-___/ God, Holy Jesus",

When you have people who tells you that poor people chose their way of living when there are a small percent of billionaires and soon to be trillionaires having such a gigantic amount of wealth,

When 6 millions Jews were genocided which was 40% of Jewish people at the time and 2/3 of European Jews,

When the prime minister of Israël is saying that the Holocaust wasn't Hitler's Idea but Haj Amin al-Husseini, (who was extremely anti semitic, don't get me wrong)who suggested it to him maiking the prime minister a revisionist but at the same time making his actions against Palestinians justified,

When around the world Christianic places of worship are being vandalized,

When entire SYSTEMS of segregations have made societies work,

When the South American continent has been attacked by the United States because of different political beliefs,

When people use their rape as a way to attack other communities of a specific religion or color,

When Black Panthers uses racism against White people because of the story of USA and are being anti semitic but essentializing a whole group,

When Nationalistic Israelis tells you what is a good Jew and what isn't a good Jew,

When dozens of groups have been forced to extinction,

Natives who were being murdered, yeah? YOU DON'T SEE THAT A LOT IN YOUR COWBOY MOVIES ?

When literal "feminist" calls for the destruction of men while they can't educate the kids about what to do and what not to do, OH, can also be transphobic apparently,

When you have entire websites who encourages pedophilia,

And pedophiles killed, left alone and live a life of endless torment while no one does nothing to help them and fight those who encourages it even in the highest places of our society,

Oh and Hollywood, that's all I need to say.

And let's not even talk about animal brutality and the destruction of ecosystems.

And there is more and more and more and more and more and FUCKING MORE,

All that because of reasons, reasons, reasons, reasons,

All stuck in a cycle of hate, violence and discrimination that just never ends.

The selfishness,

The greed,

And at end, everything is meaningless. There is just blood.

This is what this chapter represent the meaningless of it all. How everything goes to shit...

How everyone, whether it's the oppresor or the oppresed, will justify the violence, the injustice.

Society does nothing cause society right now runs for the entitled and the entitled only and creates it's own monsters.

I want to ask those people who defend the rumbling.

After everything we saw in this manga, after what the real world has commited, after how much these real events have inspired this story, how can you say it was the only way ?

After everyone hided Hange valuable informations including Eren who had information about KRUGER who was a spy in MARLEY. Who has created a civil war in Eldia and activated the rumbling while killing Eldian civilians in the way.

After seeing the mental breakdown of Bertolt, who we don't hear about anymore, Annie and Reiner's mental breakdown over GENOCIDING AN ENTIRE GROUP OF PEOPLE, by the way Reiner totally didn't develop another persona at that time to cope with what he was doing, HUH ?

After all the deaths, Carla, Grisha, Dina, Faye Marco, Levi's squad, Ymir, Erwin, Sasha, Hange, Hannes, Floch and many others, how can you go and be like "CHAD EREN, BEING DADDY, FUCKING HIS MEAT WAIFU, PHILOSOPHER FREEDOM SEEKER"

"104th crybabies... xDdDDDD Prfrpfr"

Come on...

This isn't serious at this point.

And for the H character, we're gonna come back for her but...

GODDAMNIT!

THANK YOU, DEATH.

This has sparked debates.

Some are thankful for this speech by the commander.

Others are finding it disingenous.

Others think it's too on the nose and not natural.

Others don't care.

On my part, I enjoy it but I take it with the context. Most of their airships have been destroyed and they are facing their doom upfront right now. It's more of a death plea at this point. Just like in the cave with Histor... GOD IT'S SO HARD SAYING HER NAME... with Historia who said truly horrible things at the point of an imminent death. At that moment, words like this can tell what you really are inside but even that is not enough to have a full picture.

It did have some interesting elements.

It is true, using, raising, breeding hate and shoving problems upon a group will always come bite you up the ass someday.

Marley in their extensive and violent coloniaslistic, imperialiatic behavior towards Eldia creates only weaknesses for them on an international field and create this monstruosity that is right now Eren.

Eren, a soldier who suffer from trauma and PTSD, who has terrible insecurities and everything to lose after losing so much and possibly in my book being influenced by another entity decides to kill them all.

But...

In no way does that justify Eren's actions, in fact it goes against it.

He is just as angry and hateful as they were back then but instead of destroying the system, he decides to genocide.

Essentializing the whole world as your ennemy and problem, and deciding to get rid of it is just continuing what has been started and continued for hundreds of years before.

No one ever thinks about the simple families, the innocent children, the homeless...

What about them Eren ?

What about the people who faced discrimination like Ramzi ?

What about the other groups that are almost extinct just like yours ?

What about the groups that tried to support the Eldians but were considered freaks ? HUH ?

What about the babies and innocent children ?

Isayama is even spelling it out for you this chapter.

Is he not worth it ? To stop all this ?

He was born into this world just like every other baby.

Look at that while everyone, is trying to jump off, their trying to save the baby. Even if it's probably impossible. That's humanity right there.

And... jesus christ...

I literally saw people who said that the mother was dumb to give it to the people because titans were behind them.

I can't even...

Imagine if Eren is the daddy of H's Baby and that he completes the genocide, killing his friends or even persuading them and at the end he is saying you are free to this baby.

So this baby is worth more than this baby ?

He is more legitimate to live than him.

I can't even imagine what the arguments would be like with the Eren stans:

"He's protecting his friends."

While literally challenging them to fight and right now trying to kill them.

"Well, you know the Rumbling is horrible but they got what was coming for them. They did nothing to help Paradise."

While forgetting the complexity of human nature, how banalization of these acts of violence have come to be BECAUSE...

These just like me and you are just simple people. With simple lives and not too much power who can't do anything about it.

Most of the people today sees all the suffering in the world, they just don't have the power, nor the will to go against such complex geo-political conflicts.

Would you be able to just resolve the Israelo-Palestinian conflict ? I don't think so, so shut your ass down with this argument.

These people can't change the world with power that they have and the one that has the power to change that, is killing them right now. BRAVO.

" Well, uh, the child is a child, parents might be racist and uh... child maybe is racist or will become racist..."

God...

Just because someone has done horrible shits or is an horrible shit doesn't mean he should die like this.

Here it is people, how we work as human :

Fuck redemption and possible solutions, let's kill everyone who did something bad.

Y'all would have been perfect during monarchies time.

And like... having an argument on a baby should face genocide is just fucking disgusting.

AND DON'T GIVE ME THE BULLCRAP OF FICTION DOESN'T EQUAL REALITY!

That you are interested into what could bring the Rumbling in terms of thematics and story is fine.

BUT ENDORSING IT ?

Do y'all even hear yourselves sometimes ?

You just sound like every racist, bigoted, fascist and violent person that has ever existed.

You're just excited to see someone die because he commited something wrong, sadistic pricks.

You're no different. Perhaps the guy who was talking to Grisha in chapter 97, who was a Marleyan and gave serums to Eldian is right. When he was talking to Grisha, Isayama use it to break the fourth wall and talk to the readers.

Why do we watch this, all this violence ?

" Because it's fun!"

" People take peace for granted!"

" Of course we're abnormal in society's eyes."

" We wish to exterminate all eldians!"

" Your sister did nothing wrong. Shame she was an Eldian!"

The fun fact is that this guy is a racist fuck but he dies pushed by Kruger and killed by his very own creation: a titan.

Why do people endorse genocide ?

" Because it's justice!"

" They got what was coming for them!"

" Isayama is just showing us that genocide is not really wrong if you just understand the concept of morals. Puritans."

" Humanity can die, they deserve it!"

" I'm sad for Ramzi, he didn't do nothing wrong but you know... maybe he didn't have good ideas about Eldians."

While also saying why children could deserve genocide. \____@-@____/

Of course I found most of these on Reddit and 4chan, the nazi propaganda website. Tumblr is a little free of it.

Babies....

Literally babies...

That remind me of somethin'...

OH YEAH!

QUEER NO MORE.

*put gloves on*

PUUUUUUUSSHH!!! COOOOOOOMMEEE OOONN!!!!

Breathe...

I SEEEEE THE HEAAADDD, IT'S HEREEEEEE!!!!

Natalie, bring the bucket, quick!

Of fuck she shitted on herself a little bit!

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So ?

Y'all like my fanfic ?

It's about how Erehisu is canon and how Historia is actually thinking about Eren right now because she is blushing.

But also about how Historia actually looks good and sexy while being pregnant and how she looks so happy!

She also is a lesbian that turned straight.

I'm so proud of my work.

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In all honesty...

This is... dissapointing and an insult to Historia fans. Why ? What is the purpose or the reason ? Being tragic ? To show how far Historia can go to protect her loved ones ? A female Eren so ?

I always leaned towards the fake pregnancy even if I don't know how something like that could be really pulled. I didn't understand this choice for his storytelling. The others I understand but this one...

O_o

What the fuck ?

So she really is pregnant ? But nothing leading up to it makes sense.

The character whose thematics still rings too much true for this arc is put in the background and as a breeding farm on top of that.

It even came to a point I started people to stop asking about her.

I had faith in her presence in the final arc. That she would have a role play.

But now ?

/\/\/\

For people who don't understand why this aspect of story is wrong, we have to break it down.

First off, Historia one of the first queer characters with Ymir in SNK. Others are suspected but these two are the few that holds a definitive representation as queer.

Most often in media or in real life, LGBT people have been forced into a situation that requires them to fall under heterosexuals lives. Here Historia is forced to be pregnant, yes in a way she agreed because of her people, but at the same time she didn't really want it.

For queer people, like me, this still rings true. Too much true. People literally forces you to go for your opposite sex everytime, to have a family.

No, stop forcing your view of your own life or desire of life on other people.

The fact that the fandom rationalizes that and says that she is happy and in love with Eren is just so fucking weird.

It either is blind ship following, heteronormativity or not understanding the story.

And I saw people saying she might be bisexual. This doesn't change anything. Also ignoring the fact that she hasn't shown any attraction to men other than women in the story.

If she is bisexual, it doesn't change anything, she is still queer. Not semi-straight AND EVEN IF SHE WAS A WOMAN WHO HAPPENED TO BE STRAIGHT, SHE IS STILL FORCED INTO SOMETHING SHE DID NOT WANT.

Bisexual is not semi-straight, semi-gay.

It's bisexual.

Bisexual, Straight and Homosexuality are not the same thing.

And if she was straight, that doesn't make it acceptable. It's just sick.

Just because you're a straight woman doesn't mean you are going to be more happy or have god like duty to have kids.

I just don't understand it...

A manga who was so progressive with his female characters reduces Historia to this.

Imagine...

Just imagine...

Eren is the father. I would shoot myself in the face. A forced straight relationship at the end for the pleasure of shonen readers and heteronormative readers.

" What if I have baby, Eren ?"

" Only if it is from me. I want him to live and have FREEDOM!"

" It's open bar, honey." *saying this after hearing the guy says he's going to genocide which goes against her own values and actions as queen*

Ew... Just ew...

And even worse she wasn't supposed to give birth right now, she was supposed to give birth in a few months.

She could DIE. SHE IS 19. This is dangerous.

Everyone is like this is normal.

THIS IS NOT NORMAL. *sigh*

This goes against what she is supposed to have as a character development.

The fact that she would be okay for genocide while as a queen she reached out to the most weak and in need is fucking incoherent.

No. This doesn't make sense. Even Eren said that Historia's action as a queen were to help others. How could she be okay sitting at her house ? Telling no one about what Eren was going to do ? And becoming a breeding farm ? What is the logic in that ?

Why make it suspicious than ?

The only thing that was able to make any logical sense to me was that the person we are seeing here isn't Historia.

I know if my theory is right, it's sick, even more sick.

The only times we saw Historia after the timeskip was during flashbacks, the reveal at 107 and possibly at the end of 123.

If this is her at the end of 123, I want to ask you why is she all prepared, why is she all dressed up and why is she wearing the same clothes in 134 that she is wearing 107. Something doesn't add up.

She is young, small-petite, blonde and her belly and face are hidden.

I was only able to go through the theory that this is a fake Historia. Than who it is than ?

Well, I searched for female characters who look like her or who could look like Historia right now. From all the characters that we haven't seen coming coming back and that has interacted with Historia, there is only one.

Rico Brzenska.

For those, who don't remember her : She was a Garrison Member who helped Mikasa and Eren during the Trost Arc and also helped Historia while she was exhausted during the Clash of the Titans Arc.

She hasn't appeared ever since the start of the Return to Shiganshina Arc unlike many of the older characters.

She is the only one I see who could pass as Historia I think.

I know this is still sick. But this is the only way I would be able to make Historia get out of this crappy storyline and play some relevance in the story. And if we look at Rico and Historia in 107, they kinda look the same. They have the heart shaped face, they are both small and they both have this sort of closed eyelids.

One line that just stuck with me of Rico was:

"Hiding/Lying about Eren's rampage in the report wouldn't have benefited humanity. "

This was during Eren's trial before joining the Survey Corps. What was discused was when Eren lost control of himself during the Trost Arc and attacked Mikasa.

The second line that struck was the one where she holds Historia who is exhausted in her arms:

"Wow! Who is this girl, is she okay ?"

I don't know why it just pushed that theory. And I kinda believe it now, because no one can make me believe that there is something satisfying coming out of this. Why would she sacrifice herself for Historia ? Well, I don't really know but Rico was always a little wary of Eren, even after the Trost Arc but yeah ultimately for Rico being able to give her own life for Historia. I don't know about that. But with this manga you never now. It is a very dark and twisted theory but this is the only logical thing I can see right now since no answers have been provided.

Monkey is BACK

Zeke is back and like most of us predicted, Eren dragged him with him. And I'm not gonna lie, the way he was attached to the spine was pretty badass.

He is used as a puppet which reinforces the theory for me that all three of them: Eren, Ymir and Zeke are being used by the Attack Titan.

I cannot understand Eren's illogical behavior especially after seeing the train scene where he says he wants them to live long happy lives and than having him kill his friends.

Ymir the first being free and having eyes to returning to having no eyes just like before and Eren.

And Zeke would have never agreed to the Rumbling. And we can't see his eyes either.

And...

Thank you, 104th for existing.

Because...

After how much shit they have gone through and after how much the fandom, not just the Eren stans, have mocked them. Like the fandom has been the biggest asshole to the the Alliance while they were the ones who were able to survive through the sentence " Genocide is wrong!" that so many people seems to find to be so hard to say.

I will root for them until the bitter end, I don't care. They are the one who are fighting. You can call Cringevengers all you want but I am glad they are winning.

They all suffered like Eren but they didn't prioritize their own and only feelings above everything else and they stood by for the values they fought for since they joined the Survey Corps. Even if I have to admit they have, for most of them, conflicted feelings with what they were doing and have done things like trying to talk to Eren while it's obvious he wasn't going to talk and that in a situation like this I don't think someone would try to stop Eren by just talking.

Levi, and it would be foolish to not recognize it, is being consumed by his promise but he is restraining it and still is able to think about the bigger picture.

There's one thing I really like about this is Armin asking Eren:

"Eren... I'll ask you one last time... "What part of you is free" after we rip you out from there... "

Hehe... yes... what part of you is free ?

To be honest, there's many things I don't want for the ending.

A Lelouch Ending, it was all Eren's plan. Literally wouldn't make sense. No one would be questionning his free will and he wouldn't have these weird shits happening to him.

A Code Geass ending, why would Mikasa have to kill Eren, what does that add to her as a character ? More tragedy ? No she doesn't have the scarf, it's pretty telling what place she's at right now.

Eren being the daddy. NO, JUST NO.

Everyone dies, genocide is the right thing. You know all the worst shit that can happen.

But most of all I want important plot points to be explored and moved over because ever since the timeskip, there has been no important plot points out the way. Eren's behavior, Ackertalk, Bertolttalk, Historia's Condition, Paths stuffs, answers!

Whatever... Trust me Peace is not something I take for granted. Being proud of myself and having a life with the least conflict and problem is something you fight for. Having rights, being recognized as a human.

Never lose that, fight for it. But never with injustice, be smarter and stronger. Cause at the end what unites us is not only what we have in common but what the perspective of what we have not in common can make a bigger picture of what we are as humans. We all are different and have a different story with similarities but in the end, we are human and born into this world. And in that, we must move forward. In the present, because of the past and for the future.

We all wish for the problems to go away but if it's for the solutions to be rigged with injustice, it will not work. No one has acheived with genocide and never will.

It's kinda sad that this long of a post has to say this. Did y'all see that ? Pretty inspiring what I wrote. Oh well you know what ? If they can be bigoted why can't I myself.

Here's a song I wrote:

(Fuck everyone and you.

We hate women

There are only 2 genders, the breeder and the breeded.

Everything is degenerate.

We hate brown, Arab and Muslim people.

Genocide is cool

And Hitler was too.)

I know but you know what, at least if they want a spy for Nazi Germany someday. They'll know not to give it to me because I'd laugh at the stupidity of the people just like you and I are doing with the rest of world cause for all the shits it gives us, it's entertaining.

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I took the quiz again and it said basically the same thing as before. 33% words of affirmation, 30% quality time, 27% acts of service, 7% gifts, and 3% touch. Touch came even lower this time haha. But it's not that I don't like it, it's just I like it in a very specific way... I have definitely learned something about myself bc of this quiz and I'm not entirely sure I like it... hahaha. Today I spent the afternoon with my friend who is VERY touch starved and she practically begged me to stroke her hair whilst she laid her head on my lap and I was like... jfc don't you have a husband?! Lol he better not try to accuse me of anything hahaha. Receiving gifts is also not the way to my heart unless they are really thoughtful and unique. And I feel like words of affirmation work differently for me than it does for you. I like telling people how I feel about them or reassure them with words but I mostly refrain from doing that bc people think it's weird or don't know how to take it haha. I feel like it goes over my head a bit when I'm on the receiving end tho. Oh I see, yeah I remember you talked about liking the musical a lot, I'll give it a go next if I can find it around here, sounds really interesting! I'm reading Circe by Madeline Miller it's about this greek mythology goddess who's also a witch. She's a really interesting character and since I'm into witchcraft I thought I'd give it a go. Really liking it so far! Are there any fanfics you're enjoying particularly right now? Do you have any music recommendations? I feel like I've been listening to the same songs on a loop lately they have lost meaning entirely haha. I already checked out The Six musical and Legally blond so you have to say something else hahaha (just kidding, you don't have to do anything lol). Anyway, how was your day? What was the game you watched with your sis and her husband? I'm excited you're happy with the next smut scene for MoU! Looking forward to the next chapter!

I can't remember exactly what mine are... I know Words of Affirmation was like 37% and touch was like 27% and gifts were 3% but I can't remember the others.... I'll post what mine say at this end of this reply because mine just match up to me SO WELL like I can't even begin to deny it I am sure he won't accuse you of anything and that if anything does get said she'll explain what happened!! it was nice of you to do those things for her though since she was so touch starved I wish there was someone to do that for me right now!! Ahh that makes sense then that you prefer to give people words of affirmation rather than receiving it if it goes over your head. I just love unsolicited compliments or just someone telling me they like me / love me... like when I hear someone call me their friend it just makes me 🥺😭🥰 I just love it... and I will carry the nice things people say about me for the rest of my life... last week someone called me funny and I have been dining out on that ever since like they didn't need to tell me I was funny but when they did I loved it!! I love Six the musical I just love everything about the six wives of Henry VIII but K. Howard is my favourite Tudor queen she was also young and so poorly done by and mistreated. I just love her. There's a video of the whole musical on YouTube (or at least there used to be) and I find myself watching it a lot it's so good and so clever... like the people that wrote it have some serious talent. Yeah that sounds like a great book I might have to look into it myself at some point and see what I think. I haven't really had time to read many fanfics lately (or write my own really) so I don't have any new recommendations since I last gave out a list I am sure all the ones I can recommend are ones you've already read... have you got any fanfic recommendations? Music recommendations... hmm... again I feel like I have already given most of my music recommendations but I will as always, recommend Kylie Minogue- especially her golden album that album means SO MUCH TO ME and reminds me of a time I was in such a bad place and was able to get out of the other side of it- it also holds a lot of memories from when I first moved in with my roommate after getting out of a really bad relationship I listen to those songs and remember a time when I finally felt FREE and they just make me so happy so that is one thing I will recommend to you. Golden by Kylie Minogue!! other than that my only recommendations would be Little Mix and an Australian singer called Peach PRC (who doesn't have much music out just yet but she is still great)- especially the song Josh by Peach PRC I will refrain from recommending musicals to people for the time being I have to let you all know I do listen to other stuff not just show tunes haha 😂 Do you have any music recommendations?

My day has been great thank you I hope yours has been too? I watched the Leeds United soccer game with them... we lost but it's fine... there's always next weeks game 😫 I am so happy with the smut scene in MoU I just need to be happy with the rest of it now too!! I really hope you like the chapter when you read it!! ☺️

^^ my top two love languages and honestly this nah so right for me

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The Battle Between Love and Fire-

Ivar the Boneless × Reader

Chapter Twenty-Five: Only Ours

Chapter Twenty-Four

Word Count 3.7k

Warnings: slight angst, lots of fluff

When you woke up, Ivar was still fast asleep. You were still laying on his chest, as if you haven't moved all night long. His hand rests on your lower back and his other arm is resting on his chest, with his hand intertwined with yours. You smile from ear to ear because this feeling is the best feeling in the entire world to you. Just being in your husband's arms, no distractions, just you and him. You start to outline his tattoos with your finger tip. His skin is so soft yet rough. His tattoos are engraved in his chest in such a way that they are almost scar like but aren't. His nose and mouth start to wiggle and his eyes start to flutter. You take this moment to kiss his chest all of the way up to his lips. When you reach his lips, you linger there for a moment. And by a moment, I mean that you stayed there until he completely woke up. He feels your lips on his own and smiles at the feeling. He grabs the back of your head to push you more into him, to which you chuckle. You are completely obsessed with him and you get the feeling that he is obsessed with you as well. He sighs in your mouth when you leave him wanting more.

Ivar "What did I do to deserve that, princess?"

"Mm I don't know. Just felt like kissing my handsome husband."

Ivar chuckles, "Well I am glad that my goddess of a wife kissed me." He leans in once more, capturing you in a loving kiss. When he pulls back, he takes in your features with a smile. He rubs your cheek with his thumb while you look deep into his eyes.

Ivar "So beautiful." He whispers.

"Thank you, my love. As are you."

Ivar "Mmm you are way more beautiful than me, my sweet."

"I do not think so. Especially not right now."

Ivar scowls, "Why do you say that?"

"You know why, Ivar."

Ivar "No I do not. Because to me, I see perfection." You sigh loudly and get out of bed. Your body is exposed to him and he takes you in.

"How is this beautiful?" He pointed out all of your scars and battle wounds.

Ivar "You are Y/n. Absolutely perfect. Your scars are beautiful, not ugly nor are they something to be ashamed of."

"I am. Only because every time I look into the mirror, I see what I do not wish to see. It is like a constant reminder of my days of torment."

Ivar sits up and gives you his hands for you to take, which you do.

Ivar "I know, sweetheart. I know that you feel this way now but as time goes on, you will feel better. I promise."

"What of our daughter? She is going to see all of my-"

Ivar "Yes she will. But she is going to see courage and strength..power not failure. She is going to see how strong her mother is and realize all that you have endured to be here today."

"I hope that you are right."

Ivar "I am sweetheart. Please do not be sad. I hate to see you sad. You did not wake up this way."

"I know...It is just..when you called me a goddess I thought of these," you point to the scars on your chest, "and felt ashamed."

Ivar "Oh Y/n..they are not to be ashamed of. Allow them to make you feel strong, not ashamed. Because that is what you are, you are so strong."

"I love you Ivar."

Ivar "And I love you. Now, let me see that beautiful smile of yours huh?" You genuinely smile when he asks because he is being such a sweetheart. His eyes form heart eyes when you do and he cups your face, kisses your forehead and then your lips.

Ivar "Okay. If you do not get dressed right now, I do not know how much longer I will be able to contain myself…"

You chuckle, "I am sorry, my king."

"No, do not apologize for being beautiful. I just know that you are not ready for anything of that nature yet, my sweet."

"I know what you meant. I love you so much." You kiss him and then walk away to put on a loose dress. Ivar gets dressed as well and waits for you to be finished. When you walk out, like always he has a grin on his face. He offers you his arm and you take it immediately.

Ivar "You remember our plans for the day, yes?"

"Oh yes. I am very excited. What time should we leave?"

Ivar "Not right away. We can eat and relax before we go out for the day. I do not want today to be a rush."

"Sounds wonderful."

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When you walk out, just like every morning, Ubbe and Torvi walk over to you and give you a big hug. It never gets old: feeling their love and acceptance of you.

Torvi "You look so happy this morning! What is the occasion?"

"Oh, Ivar and I are planning on spending the day outdoors today!"

Ubbe "Oh really?"

Ivar "Yes, I feel like it will be good for the both of us to just get some air."

Torvi "I think that sounds lovely."

"So do I. I am looking forward to it."

Ubbe "And when are you coming back?"

Ivar "When we feel like it, Ubbe. We will also be taking the dragon's."

Ubbe "Oh that is good!"

"Yes! They will be close above while we ride on the ground."

Torvi "Will you be taking some guardsmen?"

Ivar "ehh I'm not sure about that. We would like it to be just us, you understand."

Torvi "Oh I do. Come..let's eat together before you two set out." She takes your hand and walks you to the table where you sit next to her and wait for the maiden's to come out with your food.

"Why hasn't Hvitserk come out of his chamber's yet? Isn't he always the first to come out?"

Torvi "Yes, I do not know. Perhaps he just needed to sleep in." You slowly nod.

…

Ivar "Do you think that I am being a fool, Ubbe...hmm?"

Ubbe "No not at all. It was just a shock, giving the circumstances that we are all in."

Ivar "I recall that we are the one's attacking Wessex...not the other way around."

Ubbe "That is true. But we do not know what her father is planning, Ivar. I just want us all to stay safe and together, that is all."

Ivar "I understand that Ubbe, and I want the same as you. But Y/n needs the break from reality right now. You do not know how she is feeling brother. I do."

Ubbe "Then tell me. I am here for the both of you Ivar. You are my brother and that makes Y/n my sister-in-law. I care about her a great deal." Ivar sighs and takes a deep breath. He gestures for Ubbe to come and follow him to his chamber's. Once the door is closed, Ivar explains to him of you and his morning.

Ivar "I mean she was so happy and then it was like a switch went off in her mind and she...she felt so sad so quickly."

Ubbe "We all knew that this event would change her.."

Ivar "I wish that it did not happen at all Ubbe."

Ubbe "As do I."

Ivar "And now..she hates herself Ubbe. Like is completely ashamed of her own skin."

Ubbe "Because..?"

Ivar "Of her scars. Harald scared her up pretty well."

Ubbe "That bastard!" He shouted.

Ivar "We should have killed him a long time brother. If we had, none of this would have happened."

Ubbe "As much as I agree about King Harald, I do fear that her father would have retaliated in the near future. He is a terrible person and an even worse father. So yes, King Harald's actions would have been prevented, her father's actions would have not."

Ivar agrees, "I do not understand what his problem is with his only daughter. She is so special...so gentle and kind. Why does he treat her so horribly?"

Ubbe "Because he fears her."

Ivar "What do you mean?"

Ubbe "He fears her retaliation, Ivar. She is the one with the dragon's. She is the one that is married to a viking king..with viking brother's. He knows our history, our families history."

Ivar "Yes but that is not an excuse for her childhood."

Ubbe "That is true. I did not know her back then. Neither of us did. So I cannot say why he treated her in such a way that left her so scared."

Ivar "Me neither. Let's just go join our wives, hmm? I am sure that they are wondering where we have gone."

Ubbe "Hey…" he stops Ivar in his tracks, "thank you for telling me. I hope that I helped in some way."

Ivar softly smiles, "You did Ubbe. Your opinion always matters to me, you know that." Ubbe nods and lets Ivar walk out the door.

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When Ivar joins the table, you all get to eat together. It was so lovely. The only person that was missing was Hvitserk. You wonder why he has not left his chambers but you try to focus on your meal and the family around you then worry.

Ivar "Are you ready, my sweet?"

"Mm yes. Let's go get our fur and then we can go." When you and Ivar are all ready to go, the last thing to do is get your dragons. Ivar opens the door at the same time that Hvitserk does. When Hvitserk comes out of his chambers, he looks absolutely exhausted.

"Hvitserk?" He looks down at you and forces a smile.

Hvitserk "Oh good morning, princess."

Ivar "It is midday, Hvitserk."

Hvitserk "Is it really?"

You nod, "You missed breakfast. Are you alright?"

Hvitserk "Fine..just fine. Where are you two off to?"

Ivar "I am taking Y/n for a ride today. Get some air."

Hvitserk "Oh alright. Stay safe, yes?"

Ivar "Yes of course. Come on, my love. The day awaits." He takes your hand and walks you both outside. You can't get the sight of Hvitserk's state out of your head. His eyes were blackened from the lack of sleep, his breath smelled of ale and his clothes were wrinkled. Ivar could tell that you were a little out of it once you both reached your dragon's, so he stopped and looked at you.

"What?"

Ivar "I know you, sweetheart. Sometimes more than you do."

"I-I am sorry. But how can I not be worried?"

Ivar "He gets this way sometimes Y/n. We all have our bad days...our own demons. He just struggled last night with his own. He will be alright."

"Okay."

Ivar "Look at them," he turns your face so that you look at your babies, "look how happy they are to see you. They don't wish for you to worry."

"I am no longer. Come on, let's go get the horse." You walk over to retrieve Ivar's horse and carriage. Ivar watches you get his black horse and looks up at Ryuu, who is sniffing his being.

Ivar chuckles, "Hey boy," he pats his snout, "you excited to fly today, hmm?" Ryuu squeaks and starts to ready his wings for the trip. Ivar loves your dragons just as much as you do and it shows. You watch your husband in awe. You stop the horse and wait for Ivar to notice you.

"Are you ready, my king?" He looks up at you, sitting in his carriage.

Ivar "Oh I am, my sweetheart," he says, slowly joining you. "I know of a beautiful place to take you." Once Ivar commands the horse to go, all you have to do is look at your dragons and they know what to do. They shake the ground around them when they leap off of the ground. Their bodies are so strong and powerful. You still feel like it is a long dream that you are in, having your dragons and Ivar by your side. It feels like a wonderful dream but in fact it is real.

…

When Ubbe sees his brother in such a state, he knows that something is terribly wrong. Hvitserk has not been this hungover since he lost Thora. So as his brother, he pulled Hvitserk to the side to have a chat.

Hvitserk "Get off of me!" He tries to yank his arm out of Ubbe's grasp but it is no use.

Ubbe "Stop fighting me, brother!" He forces Hvitserk onto his bed so that he can speak to him privately.

Ubbe "Now, are you going to tell me what happened last night?"

Hvitserk "You wouldn't understand."

Ubbe "Oh I wouldn't?" Hvitserk looks up at him, knowing that he was being sarcastic.

Hvitserk sighs, "Its Y/n."

Ubbe "What of her?"

Hvitserk "I had a vision. Ivar beat her, Ubbe."

Ubbe "Do you know why?"

Hvitserk "No..that was unclear to me. In the vision, she just came running to me..screaming that Ivar hit her."

Ubbe sits down next to him and sighs, "How far away is this?"

Hvitserk "She was heavily pregnant. So we have a while before it happens."

Ubbe "It's not going to happen, brother. Sometimes visions do not come true. Sometimes they are just your mind playing tricks on you. And last night, you were worried about her because Ivar was drunk, am I right?"

Hvitserk "Yes."

Ubbe "So that means that you were already fearing that Ivar might do something that he would not recollect in the morning, right?"

Hvitserk slowly nods, "Yes.."

Ubbe "So do not worry Hvitserk. I do not think that this vision was sent from the gods."

Hvitserk "And if you are wrong?"

Ubbe "Well we will deal with that if it happens. But do not fret, Hvitserk. Ivar and her are fine..more than that."

Hvitserk "Yes.." Ubbe grabs the back of his brother's head and rests his forehead on his.

Ubbe "Do not worry, dear brother. Things are fine. And once this battle is won, we will all live a stress free life, hmm? Your daughter will be born, healthy and beautiful. You and Y/n will raise her to be a strong shield maiden, yes?"

Hvitserk smiles, "Yes."

Ubbe "Good."

Hvitserk "Thank you, Ubbe."

Ubbe "Of course. Now, get yourself cleaned up and go get some food in you." Hvitserk agrees. His brother is right, he just needs to stop worrying so much. And just be grateful for the here and now.

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You lean on his shoulder, taking in the scenery around you. The world is white from the snowfall that came over Kattegat as you all slept. The tree branches are sagging from the inch of snow that is on them. Your dragons are flying high above you. The sound of their wings flapping in the wind, is like music to your ears. Ivar looks down at your face on his shoulder and kisses your nose abruptly. Snapping you out of your little trance.

Ivar "Your little nose is red from the cold, princess."

"Is it really?" You touch your nose and feel its cold skin on your fingertips.

Ivar chuckles, "You are too much."

"I am?"

Ivar "Yes! You are too adorable for me sometimes. I mean how can I focus on controlling the horse while you are resting on my shoulder, huh?!" You blush and lean into his side.

"Hmm. I really needed this, Ivar."

Ivar "So did I, my love. We really needed this time together."

"Yes we did. Y'know while I was in that dungeon, I kept thinking of you. And hoping that that wasn't going to be the last time I saw you."

Ivar "Oh sweetheart.."

"It is the truth. I never gave up hope that you would find me. I only feared that it would have been a little too late."

Ivar "But I was not late. And I have you back." He leans down and kisses your lips quickly before tending his attention back to the horse.

"I know. I thank the gods everyday for you and for this life that you gave me."

Ivar "I only give you what you truly deserve, my sweetheart. You deserve love and happiness, not hate and torture. So yes, when I saw you in my dream...before we met...I knew that you were my person. The gods showed me you for a reason and that reason was clear the moment you walked through my door."

"Oh Ivar, I love you so much."

Ivar "And I love you Y/n. We are almost there.."

"And where is 'there'?"

Ivar "You will see." He focused on the horse and his pace, while you relaxed and focused on your babies above you and the world around you. The crunch of the snow below the wheels of the carriage and the hooves of the horse. It is so peaceful, a peace that you needed today. More than you knew, you think to yourself. It is a crazy feeling, peace. When all you know is chaos, it is nice to feel peace and serenity for a change. And to feel this sense with your husband, is an even greater bliss. Out of nowhere, Ivar stops the horse and looks down at you.

Ivar "Close your eyes, princess."

You snicker, "really?"

Ivar "Mhmm. Now close them." Once you do, he kisses your lips softly and then the horse starts pulling you two again.

"Why are my eyes closed?"

Ivar "Because I want this spot to be special..I want you to see its beauty all at once. So keep 'em closed." You roll your eyes even though they are closed. Ivar is such a romantic and it gets so cheesy sometimes but you still love it. The horse pulls a bit further and then stops completely. You can hear Ivar let go of the leash and his leg braces flex as he turns to face you.

Ivar "Okay my love, open them." When you do, you see the beauty that he was talking about: there is a massive waterfall with a great lake, the snow is undisturbed and the water is the bluest of the blues. You look at Ivar with your mouth ajar and your eyes sparkling. His smile forms so big when he sees your reaction.

"Ivar...this is.."

Ivar "I know. I wanted to make this place our secret getaway. No one knows about this place but you and me. It was only known to me before today. And now...this is our place."

"Only ours?"

Ivar "Only ours. No one knows of its beauty. This place is hidden quite well. I remember when I first stumbled upon it, I swore to myself that I would take my wife here one day." You and Ivar get out of the carriage and start to walk.

"I can't believe this.."

Ivar "Believe it, my sweet. And get used to it," he takes your hand in his and looks at you, "I want you to know that whenever you are feeling down, sad or angry..this can be your getaway. It has been mine for many years. And I want to share it with my love."

"Thank you Ivar. This is truly a gift."

Ivar "It truly is a gift from the gods. And you are a blessing that the gods have given to me, so what more could I do then to share this beautiful place?"

"You have given me so much Ivar."

Ivar "It does not feel that way to me, Y/n. I feel like lately, I haven't been a good husband to you..saying things that I shouldn't say."

"Ivar.."

Ivar "No please let me finish. I know that I am not perfect. I am far from it. I am a cripple. I have my bad days and my good days. Some days, all I feel is anger and hatred towards everyone. But when I realize what I do to people and how I treat them, I feel horrible. I have come to realize that these past few days, I haven't been the nicest king nor the nicest husband. So I wanted to take you here and make you a promise." Tears start to form in your eyes, "I promise to always love you and care for you..and our daughter. But if I ever start to break this promise, I will let you go. Because all you deserve is love. You have been through enough and I do not wish to add to your torment. So please know that I will do my hardest to love you and make you happy. But do know that I can't promise you that I will not have my bad days."

"Ivar..you are an amazing husband. And you are going to be an even better father to this little girl. I know that you can have your bad days, we all do. That makes us human. Our emotions fluctuate throughout the days, weeks, months…"

Ivar "I know, sweetheart. But I did things in the past while I was angry that I regret today. I do not wish for you to be one of those regrets. That is why I am promising to you that if I ever start to get...how I used to be..that I will let you go."

"I'm never letting you go Ivar. So you do not have to promise me that, do you hear me?"

Ivar chuckles, "Yes ma'am."

"Can you promise me something else though?"

Ivar "Anything."

"Never let me go." His eyes formed tears then. He slowly nods and then cups your cheeks and kisses you passionately. When you both pull back, you both are breathless.

Ivar "I promise." You smile and kiss him again. You stop when your dragons finally land on the ground near you two. Ivar chuckles, "Such magnificent creatures."

"Aren't they?" You watch them take drinks from the lake. Ivar takes your hand and walks you towards the waterfall where you both sit down. Ivar groans as his legs hit the snow.

"Thank you for taking me here Ivar."

Ivar "It is my pleasure, princess."

"Love you forever.."

Ivar "Forever."

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Hey I just reread Something Just Like This and I'm wondering if you have more of the Pillow Talk chapter. The one where Jason and Raven decided to leave everything behind and have a normal life together. I really like that idea and wanted to see more. It's ok if you don't want to though, just letting you know that I love your work and can't get enough.

Hello,

I’m down for an add on for Pillow Talk! I hope you enjoy the story! And I’m so glad to hear you’ve enjoyed all the other stories, they’re a lot of fun to write! =)

Pillow Talk In Action...

They hadn’t made it to New York for the end game. They had both gone to NYU, but then she had followed Jason. Jason was a man who needed to be a part of something more, he always had been, he needed to be a part of something bigger than himself. After she had carefully contacted Vic, Jason Todd was erased from everywhere in every known database for their fresh start. Jason had become a Marine, and in that time, he had become a Team guy, and from there she had followed Jason. She wasn’t a good example of a Navy wife; Raven had her own dreams and ambitions now that they were free. She wanted to help people, really help people; not stop bad guys, but heal people.

She was a nurse, she liked helping people, and it felt more productive this way than it ever had as a ‘Hero’. Jason had his career going, she had hers, and somewhere in the middle of their messy, high stress, slightly easy relationship, they had gotten married, and it worked.

Oh, the pressures women put upon themselves to be perfect for their man when he was home, to make it so everything was perfect, it wasn’t something Raven had done for herself. She and Jason had grown up in high stress, and they would never escape it, but when they were together, they were together, and everything else didn’t need to be perfect. She didn’t entice him into arguments over their calls, or letters, but she didn’t hesitate though to rebut him when he was teetering on the edge. He needed balance, and they balanced each other out. They were partners, they were not merely boyfriend-girlfriend safe havens for each other, they were fucking partners.

It had been fifteen years since they were twenty and stupid, running off because of pillow talk. They were thirty-five, and not wise, but settled.

They were married, with two kids, their eldest was three, and their youngest was four months old; and today was the first day Jason was getting to meet their youngest. She had made a deal with Destiny for her children to be human, to be mortal, there’d be no demons from her, and in turn she had surrendered her demon half. Surprisingly she had retained her magic and empathy, and her reserves in magic were still growing. Her kids had magic too.

Raven smiled as she held her toddler’s hand, and her baby was carefully cradled in her hold, the guys were coming, and the other wives were here. Raven saw Jason, he was laughing with one of his guys, the dog at his heel, and his pack slung over his shoulders.

“There’s daddy!” Raven smiled as she released their toddler, the little toddler ran for Ace instead of Jason.

“What the hell!? My own dog stealing my kid!?” he sputtered with laughter as she made her way through the crowd to him, Ace was gleefully lapping up the stickiness of whatever Sawyer had discovered between the car and here. She chuckled as his arm wrapped around her and his lips pressed to her head.

“Obviously Ace is better company,” Raven mused.

“Apparently,” he laughed as he caught Sawyer and swung the squealing boy up to his shoulders. Sawyer roared with unrepentant laughter, his black curls and mischievous dark eyes bright, and his freckles made him look angelic and devious. Jason was enamored with their second child, as was Ace who trotted around them while they walked for their car. Amory didn’t even wake in all the excitement; he was out like a light.

Once they were loaded up and heading home, Sawyer conked out, gripping Ace’s fur, as the dog sat between the kids in the back seat.

“They seem good,” Jason said softly.

“They are,” she smiled.

“So how about you?” he asked, entwining their fingers together.

“I’m fine, it was… it was a little touch and go for a bit, but I’m all better now,” she admitted. Amory’s birth had taken a toll on her mentally and emotionally, and physically, and it’d been a big scare when she had hemorrhaged, but they had saved her, and she was good now; physically. The post-partum depression had hurt like a bitch, and she wasn’t all better now, but she felt she was getting somewhere every day, and Sawyer and Amory needed her; Jason needed her. Her husband smiled as he brought their joined hands to his lips and kissed her knuckles.

“I love you,” he murmured.

“You better, or I’d kick your ass,” she snorted.

“You think you could take me!?” he mocked.

“Any time, any place, any way,” she stated with a smile.

“God, I love it when you’re cocky,” he laughed softly.

There was a loud blast ahead, people screaming as chaos erupted, Jason threw himself over her as the front windshield shattered from someone slamming into it, she didn’t get to scream or shout when Amory and Sawyer were awake, wailing in terror, Ace was in full attack mode. She and Jason were already moving, she was pulling herself to the back seat, while Jason and Ace were out of the car, armed, and moving. She tried her best to sooth Amory and Sawyer, while struggling with the buckles of their car seats.

“Jason! Knife!” she shouted, her husband had one in her hand, she sliced Amory out of his seat carefully before passing him to Jason. Sawyer was screaming as she cut him out of his seat. “I got him Rae,” Jason said, his hands grabbing the toddler carefully. She thanked Jason as she clambered through the glass and twisted mangled parts of metal. Cursing her hips as she made it through, rolling on the ground. Jason passed her Sawyer before moving them, Ace was in protect mode, moving around them like a threatening furry shark of teeth and protective fury. They made it to a café where others were, Jason passed her Amory then.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” she promised her babies, finally getting to examine them carefully, cuts from glass, and minor bruises.

“Rae,” he finally caught her face, examining her.

“I’m good,” she promised him as she soothed Sawyer and Amory. He said nothing, looking out.

“I’m going,” he said.

“I’m coming with,” she said firmly.

“Rae.”

“Don’t even!” she warned. Already she was casting protection spells on their children, there was another mom there, hugging her children. “Lady, can you watch them, we’ll be back,” Raven asked the terrified mom. The mom nodded her head.

“If the dog stays,” she admitted hugging her own kid.

“Ace will stay, Sawyer, you’re going to be mommy’s big boy and watch Amory,” she said to her sniffling toddler. “Mommy and daddy will be right back,” she promised kissing his head as he hugged Amory then.

“Rae,” Jason called.

“Let’s go,” she said grabbing the offered knife as she shrugged out of her coat and draped it over her boys. Ace was on full alert around the kids, growling lowly.

Jason grabbed her hand and they moved out of the shop, she stayed close to her husband, moving to help people, using magic to move them out of the way. Jason provided cover, as they made their way through the fallen cops and civilians. Raven worked swiftly, she didn’t have much to work with, but she worked her empathy, Jason provided cover, killing three aggressors who fired at her when she made it over to help a cop.

There was a blast, she recognized, and she looked at Jason’s flinch. There were more explosions, she ran for them, her magic tearing through her as she hefted up buildings, kept support, pulled people out of the way, Jason moved to keep them safe, he acted as her guard, until they made it to the center of the fight. She threw a portal beneath Flash’s feet when there was a blast of energy going for him, as Jason picked up a discarded weapon and started firing drawing the attention of the enemy. Raven recognized Klarion.

“Well, well, the Gem, they said you were dead,” the Witch Boy sneered.

“Not quite, Witch Boy,” she snapped.

Klarion threw a flurry of spells at her, she hefted up the shields, Jason ran around, moving for a clean kill shot, she sensed. She pulled her magic, throwing Teekl at him, he fired twice at the unsuspecting cat, there was a howl of pain from the cat and witch boy before they disappeared. Jason stood there in the chaos as the old Titans; now members of the Justice League came to take stock. Jason jogged over to her, grabbing her hand and they ran from there. She threw open a portal as they ran, hearing shouts behind them to wait, she dropped them outside the shop, and jogged in to find the other mom soothing Amory and Sawyer, Ace was growling defensively at the doors; his furs up.

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Dick had turned to thank the back up they had had; expecting to see Zatanna or Fate, only to see the back of a large man running into a portal, he was thoroughly confused. Cowl footage showed that the newcomers had moved with a degree of training even military personnel didn’t; they moved like League members. Other League members hadn’t questioned it as they went about helping with cleaning up their mess, taking care of Klarion’s dead cat, and the other thugs of this group. There was a lot of carnage, but it appeared that someone had helped many people already before the aftermath.

Battle footage later revealed him looking at Raven, she had aged, dressed as a civilian, her hair was a thick braid, and her cloths covered in dust, blood and grime, the man with her was unidentifiable with his hat, but movements had Dick believing the man to be a Team man or of a similar skillset.

No one believed him about the girl being Raven, the image was too blurred, and there wasn’t corroborating evidence, all that they had was a single shot of a dark haired woman, performing complex magic shielding and holding it against Klarion, and there was the man. The man moved with the woman.

And after three weeks of digging, Dick found himself in a quiet suburb, driving cautiously for a house where he suspected Raven to live. It was a decent house, white, shudders were painted a vibrant red, well kept, there was an American flag hanging out over the porch, but that seemed to be the only patriotic add. There was a pickup in the driveway. The garage was open, as a man worked in it, there was a giggling toddler in the yard, playing with the dog.

“Careful Sawyer, Ace doesn’t like his ears pulled!” a harsh baritone called out as Dick parked his car outside the house.

“I know daddy!” came the giggle.

“Well if you know, don’t do it,” the man appeared. He had on a ball cap, spun backwards, jeans, a t-shirt, and boots, there was grease on his hands, and a rag in a pocket. There were stray curls peaking out of the cap, and a small beard, black hair, red undertones, and he was big. Big as B had been in his prime, Dick’s breath caught in his throat though seeing Jason’s eyes on the stranger as the man went to the toddler playing with the dog.

“Let’s get some lunch,” them man chuckled as there was a stifling cry then. “Sounds like your brother likes that idea.”

“PBnJ!PBnJ!” the toddler chanted.

“Nah, I’m thinking peanut butter and fluffernutter!” the man bartered.

“Mommy says it too much sugar,” the boy sounded mystified at this change, and Dick smiled a bit.

“Then don’t tell mom,” the man disappeared in the house.

Dick sat there for a bit, thinking over this approach before he settled on looking for an old friend. He got out of the car, wincing at some of his bruises from the last conflict, and made his way up the walkway to the door of the house.

It was one Rachel Roth Peters living here, he knew that much. Most of the information he’d gather from social media and other databases hadn’t offered much. She was married, Jason Peters, who was a Team guy, but most of his information was so thoroughly blacked out or encrypted Dick wasn’t getting it on his own. He didn’t even have a picture of the man. Rachel had two sons, Sawyer Alfred Peters and Amory Victor Peters; Dick had thought the middle names to be odd choices, but then Raven had been close to Alfred and Victor. Perhaps it was her homage to her life as Raven.

Lightly rapping the door Dick nervously waited, hearing the thunderous roar of a dog coming for the door, along with a baby’s cry at the disruption, and a toddler’s shout, there was a curse as a man came to the door. Dick was startled when the door was yanked open, and he found himself staring at Jason. Not Jason Peters, his baby brother Jason.

“Jay?”

“Dick?” Jason sputtered.

“You’re alive!” Dick smiled. Dick was startled when Jason grabbed him and threw him in the house, pulling a weapon and the dog going into protect mode, the toddler cried out in shock, and the baby was now screaming with tears.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Jason snarled, Ace backing up, barking, acting as a barrier for the kids’ protection, Dick held his hands up, Jason was in full defense mode. He put himself armed between Dick and the kids, and Dick saw it, Jason was in full fury at this, and on edge. He hadn’t seen his brother in more than twenty years, and this was the greeting he got. Dick had never had the best relationship with Jason though, so despite all the overwhelming love he felt for his little brother now, Jason was ready for killing, not talking.

“Talk!? Did the old man send you!?” Jason snarled, a toddler gripping his leg now, it didn’t make Jason less terrifying. If anything, Jason looked like a furious, overprotective father. Jason looked like a tiger right now, his children were in the presence of the unknown, and his dog was his back up, and Dick had no doubts his baby brother would send that dog to tear his throat out if provoked. So, Dick didn’t make sudden movements, moving slowly as he got back up to his feet, Jason kept his weapon trained on him, and his stance ready to grab the kids and flee.

“No,” he whispered, the absolute righteous fear and fury at Jason’s question on his brother’s face shocked him.

“DADDY!” the toddler cried, big fat tears rolling down his red face.

“Talk! Why the fuck are you here, Dick!?” Jason snarled.

“I… Raven!” he admitted, keeping his movements non-threatening as he backed up a few steps. “It’s been a while, and I mean, we were worried, she just disappeared!”

“Isn’t walking away if you don’t fucking disappear,” his baby brother snarled furiously.

“I just… I wanted to see she was alright.

“She’s fine,” Jason snapped.

“I… how are you, Jay?”

“Not in the mood to be social,” Jason snarled lowly, relaxing enough to bend over and pick up his sobbing toddler, keeping his weapon trained on Dick as he backed up into the kitchen, Ace was by Jason’s legs. Dick moved to keep himself in Jason’s line of sight.

“What happened Jay?”

“We left.”

“You mean Raven…?”

“No, I mean we dickhead,” Jason snapped, putting his weapon away as he soothed the toddler and baby. Dick noted how much the toddler looked like Jason then, curly black hair, freckles, and aquamarine eyes. The toddler was sucking his thumb, all excitement for his sandwich gone; and Dick felt terrible for that as the toddler hid against Jason’s throat. The baby was sniffling in a car seat, there was Chicago Fire playing on the kitchen TV, and the dog was no longer loudly growling, but his fur was up and his attention on Dick.

“How…?”

“None of your fucking business,” Jason snapped as he set the toddler down. “So, what the hell are you doing here if the old fart didn’t send you?”

“I… you… your death broke him, Jay!” Dick snapped hearing the venom in his brother’s question now.

Jason gave a dismissive snort. “Didn’t answer the question Dickhead.”

“Rae vanished, and she was a dear friend, and Vic had no idea where she went, and when I saw the footage, I wanted to make sure she was alright,” he said.

“She’s fine, she’s at work, she’ll be pissed you stopped by,” he snapped.

“Little Wing,” he started.

“You and the old man can go stick, my name is Jason, and if you call me ‘little wing’ ever again I’ll break you in so many ways you’ll be eating out a tube, you are not my brother, you lost that,” Jason snapped furiously as he ran a hand over his toddler’s back.

“I…”

“We’re fine, Rae’s fine, if she wants to fucking talk to you, she’ll get in touch, you tell anyone about us, and I’ll kill you Dick,” Jason warned lowly.

“I wouldn’t… B would want to know you’re alright,” Dick said.

“No, B wants to throw me in Arkham, and I have three reasons that’s not happening, come after me or my family again, Dick and I’ll annihilate you,” Jason snapped.

Dick surrendered; he didn’t understand his brother’s combative nature about this but he wouldn’t start in on that. He instead politely showed himself out and paused at a picture display of a young Raven and Jason.

Jason was in a Marine’s uniform, and Raven was in a white wedding dress, they looked very young and very happy as they smiled at the camera. He noted that Victor was there by Rae, and a few men he didn’t know were by Jay, it looked… it looked happy.

~~~*~*~*~~~

Bruce stared at the photo Dick had brought back, it was Jason, and neatly tucked into Jason’s side was a pregnant Raven, with a toddler sitting on Jason’s shoulders, and a dog happily sitting between Jason and Raven.

Special Warfare Operator First Class Jason Peters had an unorthodox career. He had write ups for exemplar valor, and commendations for his bravery, he was a SEAL, he was Tier One status. He had a praises from his higher ups and his own teammates, and he had been married for seven years to one Rachel Roth, they had been in a long term relationship all through college and before from the implications on their files. They were close.

The family had a toddler son, Sawyer Alfred Peters, which had had Alfred and him actually tearing up. The boy was bright, he had black curly black hair, bright aquamarine eyes, and many freckles. The other child was Amory Victor Peters, who was a four month old now, there were no documented photos that Bruce or Dick could find; even Barbara couldn’t find anything. Rachel and Jason were not on social media and kept quiet lives, focusing on work and their relationships. That wasn’t true, recon had shown Jason spending a lot of time with his team and Raven spent a lot of time with her own friends, they focused on the kids heavily too.

Bruce sat there staring at the photo, he had it put up in his office.

He would never be able to reclaim Jason as his, Jason and he had too much blood between them, and Bruce acknowledged that he had never handled Jason the best possible way he could, and his sone had found a family of his own. Bruce ached to reach out, to beg for Jason’s forgiveness, but knew it would never happen. Jason was unforgiving and unyielding, and so was Bruce. It didn’t matter that twenty years had passed, Bruce knew they would forever clash and Jason could never, and rightfully would never, forgive him.

Still, Bruce decided he’d keep an eye out for his second son and his family. Jason deserved everything he had, and more, Jason deserved the world. Bruce would see to it that his second son’s life was left undisturbed, and hid the records from the prying eyes of his family. Keeping the only photos he had of Jason close and hidden amongst the myriad of other photos he had of his children.

~~~*~*~*~~~

Jason rolled off his wife, gasping for air, she was spent, he was spent, and good God it felt amazing to be home. His fingers traced her stomach, which was littered in stretch marks and still soft from the birth of their second child. He smiled as he looked at her, she chuckled.

“You’re insatisible,” she panted.

“Only for you,” he promised. “For you,” he smiled as he pulled himself over her and kissed her lightly.

“I’m glad I never asked you to leave,” she whispered as her eyes flicked from his lips to his eyes, and she bit her lips so slightly.

“I’m glad I couldn’t make you leave either, little bird,” he promised as he traced her jaw.

There was a framed note on his nightstand which he saw, and smiled at before he looked back at his wife, time for another round! Kissing her hard as he could he dragged her to him, his hands tracing over her body.

“Never been so fucking glad we got those airplane tickets!” he promised.

“JASON!” she gasped as his mouth moved over her skin. He was never so happy for pillow talk as he had been fifteen years ago.

If you're serious and not just talking to the pillow I'll be at the airport with the tickets, bring my bag. If not, keep the bag, and I wish you the best Red.

-R

#bluboothalassophile #fanfic #one shot #jason todd #raven #dick grayson #bruce wayne #jayrae #redrae #raex

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So, I'm new to actually...Thinking J2 are in love. For the longest time I thought "conspiracy theory!!" but as of late, I decided to be open-minded and, well, now I see it. I was wondering, can you remember the thing or moment that first made you realize they're in love? Tbh I think they love their wives, but I don't think they're IN love with them. I get the feeling they're sweet, close friends and parents together but not in love. Again I'm VERY new so I don't truly know about the wives.

But also…Idk how to feel about Gen. Sometimes I feel like she doesn’t mesh quite as well with J2? What do you think? (Sorry if you’ve answered similar questions before, again I’m new as in like…Only today literally did I finally realize lol)

hey! it’s cool to hear you now see the light! thanks for being open minded!

for me there wasn’t a specific moment that made me go: “ok that’s it THAT is gay” lol no, it’s just an accumulation of things and looking at the big picture

so long story (not so) short:

i started watching spn in summer 2015, and dug in the fandom in september 2015 and the thing is i never gave a shit about jared and jensen and conventions and all, i figured they got along but didn’t care more than that because i was only in it for sam and dean and during those months i never EVER saw once a tinhat post or even a mention that there are fans who think j2 are together all i saw was posts by people shipping j2 being like “hahaha they are such husbands!” you know? but only in a joking shipper tone so i never took it seriously and the way i found about their relationship was purely coincidental!! so i could have never learnt about them at all if not for this coincidence!!!

i found @jaredandjensendaily blog by pure luck (i suggest you read it if you haven’t yet, it’s really great) and it was the most shockng experience of my fandom life i swear to god because i really did NOT expect something like that coming from jared and jensen lmao, i remember EXACTLY when and where it happened, and i was in a shop and i was staring at my phone for like 10 minutes like “what the fuck is THIS?????????!!!!!!!!!!!” so i was really excited and interested but it was 100% the thrill of discovering a big secret and pure juicy gossip lmao i still didn’t give a shit about j2 themselves, and she talked about j2 being together like its the most natural and obvious thing in the world (which it is but i didn’t know that at the time) and i was like “WHAT??? IS SHE SERIOUS????!!!!!”

anyway on her blog she linked “speak the truth” and said to read it if you’re a newbie so i did it and was truly impressed, i wasn’t convinced at all but i was definitely leaning on the j2 tinhat side and since i was interested i made research and started looking for tinhats blogs and all and watching conventions and little by little you start seeing the patterns and you start seeing and witnessing how much j2 love each other and since speak the truth stops in early 2013 i learnt thanks to tinhat blogs that j2 actually live in the same place which made me go “WAIT WHAT?????!!!!!” and again with time you discover new slips and inconsistencies and you see that j2 spend all their time together instead of with their “wives” lol so in the end you understand that the only logical reason that explains all of that (the slips, the inconsistencies, the them always being together and living together and raising their kids together and getting married at the same time and people they work with saying how much they get along and actually witnessing how much they get along during cons and knowing the only reason spn went for so long was because of how well they get along and the not brotherly looks they give each other etc etc etc) the ONLY reason it all makes sense is that they’re in love and have to hide it because otherwise it would put an end to the show, THIS is the key that exlains everything else, them being gay and bearding is the last piece that completes the puzzle, that explains all the weird and shady stuff that surrounds j2

so it’s been a while now that im 10000% sure that j2 are together and what they have is relationship goals and every day with more slips and the time they spend together or the damage control that comes after they look too gay (couch couch date night incident), they only convince me more and more

so yeah no, sorry, there’s no one thing that sealed the deal for me, it’s everything put together that does it and honestly i really don’t get how people can be convinced by one moment, i get when people go to conventions and see them together IRL and they’re struck by their love but just one moment?? nah man i need some cold hard facts, and catching j2 red handed in their lies, that’s what truly convince me

to me understanding j2 are together is 50% seeing how beautiful their love is and the sacrifices they make to stay together in this homophobic business and society and it’s 50% respecting myself because i hate how j2 and their PR team treat us like fucking morons and think we’re all stupid sheeps and they can sell us their bullshit narrative and we’ll swallow it and say thanks, yeah no i have my fucking pride and im not gonna let those assholes make fun of me like that no way

about the wives, youll learn little by little why people (me included) dont like them and dont believe they’re close friends

but basically danneel was a party girl, drinking, doing drugs and forced jensen into the marriage by going on the ted casablanca show assuring everyone she will marry jensen so jensen was trapped but after jj’s birth she calmed down and now shes pretty low key so now she’s the “good” beard, and also jensen is giving jobs to her entire family with the beer business and that’s annoying to me, she can fuck off

and gen was cool at first but jared was always the one doing the most OTT bearding *insert eye rolls*, also people dont like her cos she cant act and ruined ruby and she’s gotten worse and worse with the years, fighting with the Js leading to jareds breakdown in 2015 and now with all that instagram bullshit to have all the attention on her bla bla bla and with the latest vid of her with jared shes officially THE worst tm (and with this latest vid i think it’s an understatement to say she doesn’t mesh with j2 lmao) so she really needs to fuck off lol

but most of the relationship with the wives is based on behind the scenes talks so there is no hard proof of that and i suggest you make your own opinion, take your time, but just don’t believe it when j2 say they have a support system with the wives thats utter bullshit, they just push the narrative that they’re a big family to make it look normal that they (j2) spend that much time together, live together and raise their kids together and if it weren’t for those bearding arrangements j2 would never spend that much time with gen nor danneel so nope not a close friendship

#asks #i dont think this is the kind of answer you expected and im sorry lol #again thanks for being open minded!!

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Hey 😊 I just sent a jealous Bucky request where the Reader loves him but thinks she isn't good enough so tries to move on with someone else and Bucky gets super jealous but I don't know if it sent or not? Thanks x

Pairing: Bucky x ReaderFandom: MCUWarnings: Smut, a bit of swearing

A/N: thanks for sending it again, love, I didn’t get it before! Anyways, I honestly could’ve written 20 more pages on this prompt lol. you didn’t specifically ask for smut, but I couldn’t help myself. Hope you like this, hun!

*****

“Hey (Y/L/N). Your Avenger boyfriend is waiting for you,” your boss of the coffee shop said.

You turned around and saw Bucky sitting at the table in the back, waving his hand in a small motion.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” you mumbled while taking off the apron and then making your way over to him.

You wish he was. You wished for it every single day.

“Is everything alright? Were we supposed to meet?”

“Yeah, everything’s okay. There is this event at the compound tonight and to be honest, I’m not even sure for what, but Tony said I could bring someone and I’d like you to be that someone.”

You smiled. The fact that he thought of you made you incredibly happy.

“Of course. I’d love to.”

***

“Mister Barnes, over here, please!” the paparazzo yelled from all angles. You were waiting somewhere at the side for him to be done with the pictures and felt your eyes glued to the man you were here with tonight.

Up to this point you still didn’t know what made him be friends with you. Now you only wish he’d feel more than friendship, because the way you felt about him at this point was far more than that.

You were utterly in love with this man and everyone who watched you stare at him would see it.

You might even tell him if he wasn’t an Avenger. He should be with someone like him. Someone who could do good in the world.

When he was done he turned to you and held out his hand for you.

You smiled and placed your hand in his.

Together, the two of you walked hand in hand into the heart of the party.

“Wow.. that’s.. a LOT of people.”

“I think Tony invited some actresses and models.”

Fantastic.

No better way to make you feel shitty than look at women who are younger than you, look like goddesses and are way more successful than you could ever be.

“I’m gonna get us something to drink,” Bucky nodded and you went over to the bar to get some alcohol for both of you. You sure as hell would need it.

While you waited for the drinks, you turned around to watch Bucky once more.

He had sat down onto one of many couches that were all put to face each other and was currently talking to a woman and Steve.

You approached, a little unsure of what to do, but Bucky immediately made room for you, so you sat down next to him.

Bucky was caught up in a conversation with the woman he had talked to before about his previous heroic acts. You soon discovered that she herself, had powers and saved a village from burning down.

An entire village.

You drank your cocktail in one gulp, trying not to think about the fact that you were sitting in the middle of important people.

And of five women you could imagine as Bucky’s future wives.

You weren’t one of these five.

You took another good look at him and smiled when he turned to you and did the same.

It broke your heart but.. maybe it was time to move on and find someone else. Someone on your level.

four weeks later

“(Y/N)! Oh my god, you’re in the papers!” Olivia, a colleague and good friend of yours sprinted over to you and basically shoved the proof in your face.

Some other employees came over to see what the fuss was about and Olivia was, in fact, right.

There you were, on the freaking front page of a tabloid.

“'Avenger girlfriend spotted at fancy restaurant with someone other than her boyfriend’? I’ve never said that I was Bucky’s girlfriend.”

“Wait you were serious when you said that you aren’t?”

“Wh..- Are you all thinking that I am?”

Basically all of your colleagues nodded.

All of them.

Even your boss.

“Well, I’m not. And that guy,” you pointed to the picture of you and a man, “is the one I’m actually dating. His name is Michael and he’s great. Can we all get back to work now? Thanks.”

You turned around and angrily cleaned one of the tables.

Bucky and you had barely talked since the event. He had asked you several times if you were okay, but you always said that you were busy and had some stuff to deal with.

The good guy that he was, he never pressed, only said that he was here if you needed him.

Didn’t make it any easier, to be honest.

But in the long run, a relationship with Michael was better for you.

You had to move on and stop dreaming about a romance with Bucky, that would never happen.

***

Michael and you had decided to go to some random pub for your date tonight, in hopes of no paparazzo finding you in a hole like this.

While you two were enjoying the evening together, it didn’t take you long to see someone who shouldn’t be here. Sitting at the bar, watching you with something that looked a lot like anger and something else..

He had every right to be angry.

You kept saying you were busy and dealing with stuff, but in truth you were going on dates.

Despite of you being in love with him, the two of you were ultimately still friends and friends really shouldn’t lie to each other about that.

“I’ll be right back, okay? Just need to powder my nose real quick.”

You got up and wanted to walk past him, but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you down for kiss.

Bucky gulped his drink down with much more force than needed and walked after you when you were heading for the back of the pub.

Instead of going to the restrooms, you went outside through the back door and waited for him in the alley.

“Hi,” you said when he stood in front of you.

He didn’t say anything, simply stared at you. There was something other than anger in his eyes, but you couldn’t figure it out just yet.

“Listen, I was gonna say something, but I didn’t know how to approach the topic.”

“You mean going out with an asshole like that?”

“You don’t even know him. And anyways, why do you care so much? Shouldn’t you be happy? That’s what friends usually feel. Not anger.”

“I’m not mad at you.”

“Then what? You’re jealous or what?”

He didn’t say anything to that.

Then you started laughing. As if Bucky Barnes would be jealous. Seriously, why would he be? He never showed any signs of feeling something more for you.

“Oh you have got to be shitting me, Barnes. This is ridiculous.”

When you wanted to go back inside, he spun you around and pressed you against the cold stone wall with his own body.

Before you could even react his lips were on yours, hard and demanding.

You probably should’ve stopped it right there and then.

You started distancing yourself from Bucky to move on from him.

A kiss like this wouldn’t do the plan of ‘moving on’ any good.

And it obviously didn’t stay with the kiss.

Your hands were fisted in his shirt, pulling him as close as possible, while both of his hands were on your hips.

The next thing you knew, he picked you up and you instinctively wrapped your legs around him.

Like this was something the two of you did every other day.

You also thanked yourself for wearing a skirt today, so getting rid of the underwear was way easier than normally.

“Tell me.. Does your boyfriend make you feel like this as well?”

“Shut up, Barnes.”

He grinned and sucked provocatively on your neck, leaving behind a huge mark.

You’d punch him later for that. For now, you were busy with getting his penis out of his pants.

You’ve thought about this moment more times than you could count and while you always thought it would be somewhere more romantic and not in a dirty alley, you felt your body shivering with excitement.

A moan escaped your throat when he was finally inside you and none of your previous fantasies about this moment did it credit.

It’s as if the two of you were made for each other. Never before did you experience a feeling like this before and the way he kissed you while slowly starting to move made everything more perfect.

Your head fell back against the bricks, when his pace became a little faster.

“You know, I’m sure..-”

You covered his mouth with your hand.

“Shut. Up. Bucky.”

He pressed you harder against the wall and kissed your neck once more.

Your legs around his waist tightened and your nails dug in his shoulders, when you could feel your orgasm approaching.

Your mouth was at his ear and you started moaning his name, up until the orgasm finally came. And then, completely on accident, you said the words you promised never to say to him.

“I love you so much.”

The second the words were out, he came inside you, kissing you once more.

The two of you stayed the way you were for a little while longer, before you entangled your legs from him and got back down on the ground.

You didn’t know if he hadn’t heard your confession, or was ignoring it.

Once you were fully dressed again, a small moment of awkward silence came upon you.

“Did you mean it?” he asked. He sounded so vulnerable. Which was something you hadn’t thought of ever saying about Bucky Barnes. He always seemed so strong.

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Why did you leave when you love me?”

“Because you deserve someone better than me, Bucky. I honestly believe that the right one is out there for you and it’d be a shame if you wasted your opportunity with her to be with me.”

He only spoke when you had already opened the door.

“The only thing, that kept me sane these last months was the woman I love. The only thing, that made me feel like a normal human being..-” he came closer until he was right in front of you. “..- was the woman I love.”

“Bucky..”

“I don’t care about other women. There is only one I care about and she’s dating the biggest idiot I’ve ever seen in my entire life.”

You had to giggle.

“You’re kinda cute when you’re jealous, you know?”

“I’m not jealous.”

“Of course not,” you went inside the pub and tried to break it off as nicely as possible with Michael. While he didn’t completely understand what happened, he accepted it like a real man (bless him, because apparently these men still existed), hugged you and went on with his life.

When you turned around, Bucky was waiting for you with your coat at the door.

You still didn’t feel like you deserved him, but maybe he would change your mind someday.

Right now, all that mattered was that he loved you too and for the first time in weeks, you felt complete joy again.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes imagine #reader #bucky imagine #mcu imagine #bucky #bucky barnes #requests

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