#the arm hes finger gun pointing w is the angel arm

[luveline]

i’ve been needing some more Spence in my life can I request something w him very fluffy and soft and lovely and wonderful I have no plot I’m so so sorry but you’re a genius please pick up my slack<333

thank u for ur request angel! fem!reader

Spencer is surprising, occasionally. He must have really missed you while you were apart, all five days and seven hours, because he pulls you so tightly into his arms upon seeing you that your heels lift up from the floor. Your laugh is a squeal and you scramble to keep purchase, clinging to him rather than have your full weight topple him over. 

"Hey, Spence!" you say brightly. "You didn't text me to say you were back! What's up with that?" 

"I knew you'd be here. Didn't wanna waste time texting," he says, sounding just as happy as you, his face crushed to the side of your head, the bridge of his nose against your ear. 

"Ah, because texting slows down the speed of the car you're in," you tease, moving back onto proper footing. It creates a gap between your faces, enough to see how tired he looks. 

Spencer hums and smiles despite his dark circles. It's a very vulnerable expression, almost hopeful. Sometimes you think he's worried that, in your time apart, your affection has lessened for him, like a few days is enough to realise he's not worth it. But that would never happen, because he's more than worth it. He deserves to know that. 

You stroke hair out of his face softly with your pinky finger, tucking it behind his ear, your hand pausing against his neck. "I'm glad you're home safe. I can stop worrying about you." 

"For a few days," he says with a wince. 

"Lucky me," you say sincerely. 

He dives in for another hug. You think you might love that most about him, how when he's missed you, all that he wants is to be close to you, choosing a hug over a kiss nine times out of ten. He's a little taller than you and you feel it in moments like this, his arm behind your neck to lock you in, his lips pressed to the highest point of your cheek. 

"It's concerning to me that you didn't hear me come in," Spencer says. "And that you didn't lock your door. You know forty percent of home invasions happen during the day?" 

"I wish I didn't know that now," you say. "You'd protect me, though." 

"With what?" he asks incredulously. 

You giggle and lean away from his embrace. He sounds genuinely confused as to what you're expecting from him, which is funny —he's a special agent for the FBI. "Just because you don't bring a gun home doesn't mean you can't look after us, Spence. I've heard all the stories, remember." 

"Exaggerated by Rossi after a glass of Chambertin." 

He's laughing by the time he finishes his sentence, infected by your giddy smile, his arms settling now behind your back. He hasn't quite mastered the art of casual intimacy; every touch from him is loaded with meaning and sincerity alike. 

You look up into his face. "I trust you, but I'll lock the door next time. Is it really forty percent? That seems high." 

Spencer loads up a spiel of statistics for you, listing them succinctly but interweaving correlations he clearly thinks you'll find interesting. He doesn't gloss over the scary stuff or the convoluted math. You're reeling by the time he's done. But happy, completely, in the circle of his arms. 

"I missed you," you say. 

Spencer looks surprised. "I missed you more," he says, matter-of-fact. 

You shake your head gently. "No. You didn't." 

Spencer dips his head down for a soft kiss. Your eyes shutter closed, your hand leaping for his cheek. He kisses you so sweetly that you think, Maybe he did miss me more. 

His thumb presses into your hip, his kiss ramping in urgency, and you fail to think about anything after that. 

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid oneshot #spencer reid scenario #spencer reid drabble #spencer reid fic #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds #criminal minds fic #criminal minds x reader

[gh0stsp1d3r]

thinking of daughter of demeter reader x luke 🥴

tell me they wouldn’t be so cute!! reader patching him up after his training, and him visiting her in the strawberry fields ! 💝

they would be the cutest.

𝒮𝓀𝓎

“Luke!” You exclaimed when he walked into your cabin, you put your book down. Your eyes fell to his arm, bleeding.

“Nice to see you too, angel.” He mumbled when you grabbed his arm, leading him to the bathroom, he sat down on the closed toilet seat and held his arm out.

“What happened this time?” You spoke as you rummaged through the cabinets, pulling out some large bandages. You grabbed a cup nearby and put some water in it, pouring it over his wound, washing the blood away.

“I was training with this Ares kid and he nicked me.” He shrugged as if blood wasn’t just gushing from his arms.

“Nicked you? He might as well have stabbed you! How’d he even manage to do that?”

“Tis but a scratch.” He joked, a small smile on his face as you put the bandage on his arm. “I looked away for a moment, let my guard down. It was my fault,”

You shook your head to yourself and bandaged his arm.

“Thank you.” He said, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

You smiled, “Why did you come to me and not the Apollo cabin?” You asked him as you put everything back where it was.

“Because, I wanted to see you."

"You saw me 20 minutes ago." You spoke, walking out the bathroom now. He followed.

"60." he corrected, a small smile on his face.

“I would love to stay, but I still have classes.” He said with a groan as he looked at the time.

You nodded in understanding.

“Just take it easy and don’t get stabbed next time, okay?”

“You got it, doc. I will see you later.” He said, a small smile as he walked backwards and pointed little finger guns at you.

You rolled your eyes, he was just like a teenage boy.

You walked through the field, basket in your hand and your hands grazing the grass. The strawberries would be perfect for picking now, you thought.

You wanted to lay in them and never leave. You wanted to live amongst the field and the crops.

You had a small smile as you picked some off, putting them into the basket. As a child of Demeter and the counselor of the cabin, you overlooked the crops and the fruits for the rest of the camp, not that you minded. You liked doing it, like how a Hephaestus kid likes forging.

Silently, Luke came up behind you. You were wearing that dress that he loved on you, you seemed at peace, you seemed happy.

You heard his footsteps when he neared, you turned around and your eyes met his.

“Luke.” You said, shocked to find him here. Your basket was almost halfway full.

“Hey.” He spoke, a small smile on his face as you wrapped your arms around him.

“Missed you.” You mumbled.

“I know, ‘m sorry I’ve been so busy.”

“It’s okay. I understand. You’re here now, though.” You said, he leaned down to give you a kiss. Your lipgloss getting onto his lips, making you smile and laugh as he wiped it off.

"Why are you here?" you asked him, turning around and continuing to pick the strawberries.

"Just wanted to see my girl." He said, putting his arm over your shoulders, giving you wet sloppy kisses on your neck. You gently pushed him away with a smile.

"Well, while you're here, you can help me." you said.

"Just when I thought I would be done with work." he sighed, you rolled your eyes.

"Yeah, but strawberry picking wont get an Ares kid to stab you." You bent over to pick one off.

"He didnt stab me. He barely scratched me." He argued, bending down and picking off a strawberry as well.

“Mhm. How is it, by the way?”

“Better, thanks to you.” He said, and when he picked up the next strawberry, there was a little ladybug on it.

“Look.” He mumbled, handing the strawberry to you. You sat down, smiling at the strawberry. He sat down next to you.

“It’s adorable.” You said quietly, it began to climb up your hand then your arm. He smiled as you looked at it crawling up, then at Luke.

You then put your arm to the leaf of another plant, luke furrowed his brows.

“Wouldn’t the ladybug eat it..?”

You smiled and shook your head. “Ladybugs keep the leaves healthy without pesticides. They’re wonderful.” You mumbled the last part, he smiled and nodded. He was happy to see you so passionate about something.

You looked down at your basket, and while you were sitting, picked some other strawberries nearby.

You both sat down for a little, talking and laughing, and somehow, you both ended up laying down on the grass as the sun went down and the stars began sprinkling across the sky.

#luke castellan x you #luke castellan fluff #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan #charlie bushnell x reader #pjo #pjo disney+ #pjo tv show

[mactavishsgfandwife]

saw that ur reqs r open, and i love all ur work sooo here i am lol

what would the tf141 boys be like w a reader who’s into horror? (i was thinking reader is like rlly sweet but loves playing horror video games or smth, but u can interpret it however u want!)

i can js imagine johnny freaking out when he sees reader playing like,,silent hill or smth. or resident evil 7 (can u tell im a horror game nerd lol)

but yeah! js a silly little idea i had, feel free not to write it if u don’t want to! have a good day, ily!

TF141 Watching a Horror Movie With You 🎃

hi omg this is such a cute concept!! thank you so much for the support, you have no idea how much i appreciate it! i have so many ideas for them with someone who loves horror movies so that’s what this post is about (i hope that’s ok :( ) but i’ll try to write about horror games another time because that’s such a cute concept! i just have lots of ideas for this one rn so i thought i’d do it first female reader, fluff, not proofread <3

Simon "Ghost" Riley thinks it’s cute that you love horror movies. He spends half his life in a real-life horror, he’s seen things that you could never imagine. Teasingly calls you a ‘psycho’ for just sitting there happily, cuddled up to him as you watch something absolutely terrifying go down on the screen.

Simon is a pain in the ass to watch certain horror movies with, because if guns or fighting are involved then he will make sure to point out to you exactly what the directors got wrong.

"He’s holding it wrong… if I even… Price’d never let me hear t’end of it," he mumbles, not talking to anyone in particular.

When you cuddle on the sofa, if you’re laying face down on his chest, he loves to keep one hand on your ass. Sometimes, if something does make him jump, he’ll squeeze it out of instinct.

People don’t usually expect it but you’re very good with scary stuff, you rarely ever get spooked out. But sometimes you do, especially if you’re tired and it’s late.

Once, after you’d watched a film, you went to get ready for bed and Simon went ‘to eat something’. Even when you were all changed and ready for bed, he still hadn’t returned, and so - twiddling your fingers together for reassurance - you peeked out into the darkened hallway.

Only for a 6'4" soldier in a skull mask, wielding a cup of tea, to jump out at you from behind.

You screamed, stumbling back in a state of panicked confusion, about to cry out for Simon when you came to your senses and realised that the masked intruder was Simon.

He stood there, laughing his ass off, until he realised that you were obviously very on edge and a little bit teary eyed.

"C’mere…" he sighed, placing down his tea to take you into his arms, "i’m sorry, baby girl, please don’t cry…" Your heart was racing and you were debating whether or not to slap him, but you knew he didn’t mean to upset you. And you were happy so long as he made up for it.

Soap Mactavish claims that he’s not scared of anything. Nooo, no way, he’s not scared. He’s so not scared that he’s looking away and squeezing your hand.

Poor guy is so easily jumpscared, it makes you giggle.

"You sure this i’nt going t’be too scary for you, bonnie?" he coos, placing an arm around your shoulder as he half-watches the film that has plunged into a strange silence. He’s definitely trying (and failing) to be subtle as he flexed his muscular arms a little bit, in an attempt to show off.

"Oh yeah, don’t worry," you nod sweetly, smiling up at him.

"I’m just saying, angel, if you need to bury your head into my chest, or if you can’t look, then that’s okay, you just go ahead and make yourself comfortable. I’m a soldier, I could easily take on any- Shit! Fucking hell!" he jumps, squealing and then clearing his throat in a poor attempt to disguise it.

"You sure this isn’t going to be too scary for you, bonnie baby..?" you tease, kissing his cheek.

"Lay off it," he pouts, blushing a little bit as he nuzzles his face into your hair.

Alsoooo Johnny is a fiend for feeling you up when you’re watching a film together. He sees it as a perfect opportunity to get to know his pretty lass a little bit better.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick’s favourite part of movie night is the food. He loves takeaway (he’s definitely a Nando’s lover) but his absolute favourite food is your home cooking. When he was asked his favourite food when he was younger, he was always the one kid who would say "whatever my mum makes!" and now he’s an adult it’s just the same, but "whatever my girlfriend makes!" Whenever he realises you’re going to watch a film, whether you invited him or not, he will call out to you from the other room to "HOLD ON!" as he grabs snacks and drinks for the two of you.

Gaz isn’t too easily creeped out, but it happens. He’ll never admit that it’s because he was scared, but you’ve definitely noticed him ‘accidentally’ leaving the hallway light on. If it wasn’t an ‘accident’, then he obviously did it so that you wouldn’t feel scared in the night. He probably realises that you can see right through him, but you always say you believe him, just to make him feel better.

Kyle’s favourite horror movie series is Paranormal Activity, because it’s a so-bad-it’s-good kind of thing. He loves sitting in bed, eating popcorn, with you in his lap, laughing til you cry at all his jokes about how horrendously made the films are. Once, he was taking the piss out of how bad the film you were watching was and then immediately got jumpscared. He even let out a weird noise in shock - he didn’t hear the end of it for weeks.

Even if he’s not cuddling you as close as possible, Gaz loves to rouch you, usually by holding you with one arm as you rest your head on his shoulder. He is a serial thigh-squeezer.

John Price is a total dad, and that extends to when you can convince him to watch one of your favourite films with you. He wants to watch the movie, it’s not his fault if he falls asleep 15 minutes in every single time.

He lets you lay on his broad chest, that’s warm and rises and fall under your head, while he rests his hands behind his head and closes his eyes. He’s prone to snoring, too - in past, you’ve had to rewind the film because you missed part of it while you were trying to get him to wake up and shut up. The only sureproof way to wake him up is to try and move off of him - he’ll open one eye and grumble at you, as he pulls you right back into him.

"You’re not even watching the film, you’re asleep…" you whine, looking up at him.

"’M watching, love. Shhh," he mumbles, eyes still closed as he softly pats your hair.

"Are not," you pout.

"Shhh. ‘M trying to watch this," he hushes you, eyes closed and totally ready to go back to sleep. You’re almost annoyed at him but he makes that very hard, breathing softly through that moustache as he presses you against him, like you’re a teddy or a weighted blanket.

In terms of the films himself, Price isn’t easily scared (partly helped by the fact that he spends half of the time asleep). The first time that you two watched something scary together, he was almost expecting you to be terrified, but he was pleasantly surprised when you weren’t. He thinks it’s funny how you can sit in his lap perfectly happy and watch something that would have any ‘sensible’ (as he puts it) girl screaming.

He either gets very irritated by the main characters making terrible decisions and getting themselves into trouble, or finds it hilarious. He also loves to rub your feet while you watch the movie, literal princess treatment.

i kind of want to watch a horror movie nowwww

all pictures are from the game or from pinterest as far as i’m aware

i hope this was ok for you!!! i know it’s not exactly what you wanted but maybe we can just consider it part 1 of the horror obsessed reader saga >:)

masterlist

#cod mw2 #cod #simon ghost riley #ghost #fluff #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon riley x reader #cod x reader #headcanon #simon riley fluff #ghost fluff #soap fluff #cod fluff #gaz cod #cod headcanons #ghost cod #cod mwii #call of duty modern warfare #cod modern warfare #call of duty #soap cod #call of duty x reader #ghost call of duty #tf 141 x reader #tf 141 #task force 141 #141 x reader #cod 141 #mw2 141

[venusstorm]

Chained

You’re chained and defenseless against Lloyd Hansen. He thought about killing you…but you’re just too pretty to let go of.

dark!Lloyd Hansen x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, dark, dub/con, gunplay, knifeplay, spitkink, blood, chained/captive, degradation, pet names, daddy kink, mentions of murder

Masterlist | w/c: 1.4k |

"She's still not speaking, sir."

Lloyd curses loudly, the sound of objects being thrown against the wall and shattering to the ground erupting around the eerily silent house.

He grabs the man by his collar, a grimace on his face as he presses his gun to his temple. "I told you. Any. Means. Necessary."

"But Suzanne—"

"Does it look like I give a fuck about what Suzanne says? You know what? Don't even answer that."

"No sir, but—"

The sound of gunshots sends you ducking against the metal bed frame that Lloyds men attached you to hours before. Your limbs were chained to the metal, the links so tight that you could feel your skin rubbing off with every pull.

"I told you not to answer."

You hear his heavy boots marching up the steps with pure animosity, his grunts of frustration matching the thunder of his stride as he grows closer.

You shiver with anticipation. Lloyd was known for his cruelty and you were certain he wouldn't spare you from his wrath.

The door swings open and a deafening silence fills the room as Lloyd stalks toward you. He eyes your figure, a small smirk gracing his lips from the sight of your exposed skin.

His men stripped you down until you were only in your underwear, stashing your weapons and leaving you cold and defenseless. You could still feel their wet mouths grazing your ear as they locked the chains in place, daring you to escape as they laughed at your pathetic position underneath them.

"Make it easy for me, sunshine. Tell me where six is headed and you can take your pretty ass home."

You scoff, turning away in refusal.

"Hard way it is," Lloyd grumbles.

He pulls a knife tucked into the front of his belt, crouching down to your level as he hovers it near your neck. The blade is sharp, and he doesn't hesitate to lick the pointed metal, saliva coating the side as he pokes your flesh.

You growl, thrashing against the chains in a poor attempt to strike his face with your foot. But he caught the movement, his arm wrapping around your leg and pulling it upwards until you're wincing with pain.

Lloyd grows near your face, observing the tears fighting to erupt from your ducts.

The chains clash together as you fight to get away from him, but he only laughs, his teeth shining bright as he allows the knife to graze your skin. A trail of blood seeps from the wound and drips down to your collarbone.

"You can cry, sweetheart. It's okay," he pouts.

Your eyes gleam with anger. "Fuck you."

"Yea? I can fuck you right here in these chains, angel." His tone is cold, gaze wandering to your barely-covered pussy.

"Touch me again, and I swear I'll—"

He rolls his eyes. "You'll what? Kill me? I don't think you're in a position to make threats like that, sweetheart.”

“Although, I can put you in a position you might like…"

His lips part as he presses his mouth against your neck. You could feel his hot tongue gliding over your skin, licking away the sweat and blood dripping from your body.

You grimace, flailing your arms as he gets rougher, bruises forming onto your neck as he trails down to your collarbones.

"Be a good girl for me, okay?"

You turn away, choosing silence over submitting to the man before you. He wants you desperate, pleading to be let free, but you refuse to give him the pleasure of seeing you weak.

Lloyd reaches for his gun in a flash, the cool metal head digging into your temple before you could even blink.

"Okay?" He repeats, voice loud with agitation as he slides the gun to the hollow of your cheek.

He trails it down your chest, his fingers pulling down the straps of your bra. Your eyes bore into his, the coolness of the gun making your nipples grow involuntarily hard.

He chuckles, moving the gun down to your stomach as you attempt to resist. Your wrists were bleeding, the chains wearing them thin.

"Stop fighting," he mumbles.

He gropes your tits, his fingers trailing around the sensitive nubs before forcibly yanking them. And he doesn't miss how your thighs smash together from the action, the wet spot on your panties growing larger the longer he touches your body.

"Such a pretty cunt." He points the gun at your clit, moving it softly around your clothed folds.

"Go to hell," you groan.

Lloyd can only smile as he pulls your panties to the side, your wetness on full display as he allows the gun to enter your hole.

You could feel your slick sticking to your thighs, arousal seeping through and wetting the metal.

No matter how many unpleasant thoughts ransacked your mind to make it stop, you still found yourself fighting back a whimper of desperation.

You plant your hands onto the floor as he thrusts into you, twisting and turning the weapon until you're pleading for him to stop.

He sneers. "Such a fucking slut. You like this don't you?"

You whimper out a small "no," your hands searching for something to hold onto as his pace quickens.

"Maybe you wanted this," he whispers. "Got yourself caught and locked up just to be chained and fucked. Want my cock to fill your pretty holes? Is that what you need, sweetheart?"

You can see his erection fighting for release as he hovers over you. Your eyes begin to roll back as he uses his free hand to rub your clit.

"Killed four people with this shit today...and look at you. Riding it all innocently, mouth open and pleading for more."

He smashes his lips against yours, his mouth wrapping around your tongue before spitting inside of it. "God you're a fucking whore," he scoffs.

You cry out his name, your legs wrapping around him instinctively to gain balance. Forgetting the chains wrapped around your wrists, you move your arms, screaming as your skin erupts in flames.

"Can't let you out, sweetheart. And if you try to escape I'll shoot this bullet right in your fucking cunt," he mutters.

"I'll make you ride it until you're screaming and crying out my name and when those pretty eyes start rolling back and those lips part, begging me to let you cum, I'll pull the trigger.”

A loud moan erupts from your throat as you feel yourself near. You hear the sound of the safety being switched off before he thrusts the gun to your hilt.

"That's it, sunshine. Let go for daddy."

You scream as you convulse around the metal, your hole clenching and preventing it from slipping out of you. Lloyd groans as he watches your face contort, the urge to cum in his pants strong as you thrash around before finally stilling.

He pulls the gun from you slowly, a satisfied look on his face as he inspects the weapon. Your juices soaked the head and steadily he held the gun to your lips.

"Clean it for me, angel."

You shake your head in refusal but Lloyd just drags you closer. The chains grind against your bone, the wound becoming deeper as he pulls you against him. His touch is deceivingly gentle, his hand rubbing your backside as his nose dances over your lips softly.

He tilts his head, eyes dark and glazed as he probes your lips with the weapon. “M’not gonna ask twice.”  

You're shaking as you stick your tongue out. He thrusts the head into your mouth, forcing you to lick every inch of the surface as you fought back gags. Your tears fall freely now, dropping onto the metal and washing away between your lips.

"Now was that so hard, sunshine?"

The door slams open and a crowd of men come filing in. For a moment you think they're your saviors but their attire makes you realize they're anything but.

"He's here!" One of them shouts.

The lights flicker, and suddenly you're coated in darkness, the only light coming from a singular window in the corner of the room.

Lloyd growls, yanking his gun from your lips and shouting at the men to go find six. As they all race out he turns to you, gripping your chin roughly as he presses one last messy kiss to your lips.

"Might just have to keep you for myself, angel," he murmurs.

"Cause after tonight? Six is dead and there’s nobody left to save you."

#lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen x you #lloyd hansen fic #lloyd hansen #the gray man #lloyd hansen smut #lloyd hansen x female reader #dark!fic #chris evans characters

[angelgoeslewd]

Hi Angel, could i request Wren and Landry seeing a very pregnant PC and maybe the water break when there with them? So for Wren when they play card or something like and Landry maybe at the pub or somewhere else i don't mind thank you have a great day/night!

finally got around to posting this 💕 currently dealing with admissions rn which SUCKS bleh

also gonna take the liberty here to make pc pregnant w their kid bc why not 😎👉👉 if u want just a rando pregnancy lmk!!

⚠️ warnings: heavy pregnancy talk: water breaking, stressful births, etc. mentions of harper being less than savory to pregnant people, reader is able to give birth, possessiveness, breeding kink/baby trapping.

Wren:

if you hid it from him

if you actually managed to hide your pregnancy up to this point from this man, color him impressed. his whole job is being in the know. most of that info is directed towards Remy’s profitability but ya know, never hurts to have a few aces up your sleeves. and he has. so many.

night started off simple enough, a game of cards with his puppy playing across from him; you’ve gotten good after all these times, your bluffs have been harder to read, even harder when you wear the collar he had gotten made for you

its when you stop bluffing and throwing back your sharp wit that he both loves and despises when he looks up. in fact, you’ve stopped doing everything. you’re completely still. not a response he’s seen from you. and it worries him.

“you ok, pup?”

you give a little shake of your head, and then drop your cards to the table. your hands shoot to your abdomen, breath heavy, placing your forehead on the cool wood table. Wren is at your side in an instant, hands wandering over you, looking for wounds. it’s too much, the pain, the sensation of warmth moving across your body, and you push them away weakly.

when he doesn’t find any, his mind immediately goes to the worst. he pulls his gun on his men, wondering which one decided to poison the wrong person.

he’s not supposed to care about you this much. you’re just a body in his bed. he needs his gang, he knows this. he needs them to trust him, needs them to be ready to lay down their lives for him. but he does cares about you. too much about you. you, his puppy. the one he’s trained so perfectly, invested so much time in. and he wont let this transgression go.

“no… wren,” you call, trying your hardest to uncurl yourself and grab at his arm. he pulls his gun up and away from you, easily moving it out of your reach. but you manage to will yourself out of the chair. when it happens.

you hear a snap, and your body reacts, looking up to Wren, his perfectly trained puppy, thinking he had snapped his fingers for your attention, but one hand is holding the gun and the other is at his side, so you’re confused — when your feel your thighs dampen. you’ve already lost your bottoms in the first round, so you can feel all the wetness that runs down your leg and suddenly, you put it together.

he does too, seeing the puddle on the floor. his gun is instantly away, holding you as your struggle to stay on your feet while the contractions get worse.

“puppy… you been keepin’ secrets?” you nod, pitifully. the look on your face is almost literally the definition of a kicked wet dog, and Wren is amused at how well you play your part.

it’s the next words out of your mouth that makes him stop. you can’t manage many words through the contractions, but you manage to get out, “yours…”

“Everyone get the fuck out,” He spits, still unmoving, eyes trained on you. His men, who have been watching the entire time, almost in shock at how quickly so much has happened, are out the door in less then 3 seconds. They all know that voice. They’re all convinced they won’t be seeing you anymore, and honestly, so are you. and you shut your eyes tight, wondering if he’d at least take the baby to somewhere better then Bailey’s orphanage after you’ve been taken care of.

but instead, there’s a firm, gentle hand on your back, and you open your eyes to met wren’s. he’s so close to you, inches away. you can feel his breath on your face as he assesses the situation. “i’ll take care of you, darlin’. don’t worry.”

no time for prep. no time for anything. much to his displeasure, he has to get you to the hospital. he picks you up easily, trying to be as gentle as he can, barging out of the cottage and telling his men to start the car.

he spends the entire hospital visit watching harper with eyes like a wren hawk. has a HUGE, completely out of character outburst when harper has to actually touch you to help you give birth. takes the baby away from him as soon as possible.

visiting hours do not apply to him. if they kick him out, he’s just going to break back in so…

if you didn’t hide it from him

a pregnant partner is almost like a status symbol to him. when you tell him, he’s over the moon. doesn’t show it, simply nods and says, “ok.”

but your whole existence to him changes. you aren’t just a fun bedmate. you’re his show dog, his prized pooch. wants you to wear tight shirts, show off that belly he’s blessed you with. show off his fertility, show off how safe he can keep you in this horrible place.

this sometimes means you come with him on ‘tasks.’

dangerous? yes. but don’t worry. you have your own team of bodyguards, people wren has known the longest and trusts the most, who would die for him, to protect you. they’d take a bullet for you. it’s an intimidation tactic. even bailey would raise an eyebrow at wren’s shameless flaunt of power. but wren isn’t bothering him or his business so he doesn’t care too much.

in fact, bailey might use it as leverage. but that’s another story.

in private, he gets touchy. super touchy. lots of pregnancy sex. he always has an arm around you or hand on you. you go where he does.

when your water breaks, he’s right there. holding you, breathing with you through contractions. would prefer a home birth, honestly, with a member of his, recently hired, who has midwife experience. he doesn’t really like the hospital. or harper. especially harper.

he’s probably been preparing for this day and will refuse any jobs from Remy for the two weeks leading up to your due date. much to his displeasure. has made his team practice drills for this, so they jump into action when it happens.

he’s the one holding your hand, if you want a water birth, he’ll get in with you, reminding you how strong you are to have carried his babes for so long, he doesn’t care about the blood or anything else. as long as the baby and you are healthy. he’s seen and be through a lot of shit, birth doesn’t scare him off.

Landry

if you hid it from him

like wren, it is VERY hard to hide anything from this man, because you not only have to hide it from him, you have to hide it from the whole town. one drunk idiot with a loose tongue will have Landry at Bailey’s doorstep, demanding to speak to you about those rumors.

so if you actually managed it, congratulations! You might have a shot at working at Landry’s bar!

of course, he’ll very upset if he knows you’ve accepted drinks while pregnant. please don’t do that to this man. yes, he’s a shady asshole but he’s less of an asshole then anyone else in this town.

but when your water breaks? at his bar? he shuts down. Landry is not a doer. see, he takes pride in being able to avoid any doing and being able to sit comfortably on his wealth like a dragon. he will be practically on the verge of passing out. his hands will be shaking. but he’ll eventually get you in his car and to the hospital.

he adores you l, but, uh. this isn’t his forte. he’s ready to bolt when you’re in (semi) safe hands.

he doesn’t even put two and two together until you’re grabbing his hand, asking him, strained as you lay in the hospital bed, if he wants to stay and see his baby.

ok. Landry has officially shut down now. what.

oh. oh. it’s been a while, but he has a pretty good memory. you mean that one time when you sucked him off behind the bar all night and when he finally closed up and did you on the counter and he — oh.

or maybe it was that other time, when you surprised him in his bed, he was so turned on by the way you were able to get in without tipping him off that he — mhm. could’ve been that time.

it takes him a while to boot back up, but when he does, he’s still not fully out of shock. he just nods dumbly and follows your bed to the delivery room. he does hold your hand the whole time and cuts the cord though so ❤️. big love to Landry to being the only decent father besides Robin.

oh my god. he doesn’t think anything could be as cute as holding the new little infant in his arms. it’s adorable. and he’s honestly in love with how utterly perfect it is. its cute little nose.

he is 100% knocking you up again. give this bachelor a taste of domestic life and he’s going to keep you there.

if you didn’t hide it from him

honestly, not much changes besides Landry is a little bit more prepared for the birth.

he blacks out for about 5 minutes when you tell him. you’re sitting in front of him, at a table in his bar, long before it opens, waving your hand in front of his face worriedly when he comes to. “we’re… having a baby. a baby.” probably repeats this for another 5 minutes. it is honestly so concerning to you, but considering what this town is like, you don’t expect him to stick around. but eventually, when you’re turning to leave, he grabs your wrist, a determined look coming over his face, and he promises you that he will be the best dad he can be.

orphanage? haha sorry Bailey. PC is getting kidnapped moved to Landry’s room above the bar. he probably sells him a share of his bar in return. worth it though. he will absolutely not take no for an answer. you’re in his sight morning and night. he will drive you to school and pick you up. he makes sure you take your vitamins and eat good meals.

honestly, probably the best option to get knocked up by, despite him being a helicopter mom. man’s been a bachelor for so long that settling down actually seems… nice.

as long as you’re able to turn a blind eye to his actual source of income and ready to be under scrutiny of cops and always surrounded by shady people. 🤷‍♀️ if you don’t feel safe, he’ll do his best to make sure you do. security systems, an actual house, whatever you need.

remember that hoard I was talking about earlier? oh yeah, this dude’s got a bit of cash he can burn. skullduggery is the easiest source of high income in the game, he’s where all the money is flowing to.

he never mentions your pregnancy to anyone and probably won’t. it’s too risky in his line of work. keeps you separated from his work. and if you were selling him stolen goods before? well, that’s gotta stop. will refuse anything you bring him and demand you quit putting yourself in unnecessary danger. will lock you in his room if you don’t.

packs your hospital bags months before your due date. he’s so nervous. he uncharacteristically messes up orders and drops glasses when he’s working and the thought pops into his head. blames it on nicotine.

speaking of. chain smokes. not in the house or near you, but he does to calm himself down over the whole ordeal. needs it to stay sane. when he gets too worked up, you tell him to go have one to chill out.

wren and mickey absolutely find out and make fun of him.

when your water breaks, it’s during bar hours, of course. he won’t let you downstairs when it’s working hours so you have to call him to tell him. tells everyone to get the fuck out and considering how worked up he is, they do without any complaint.

carries you, literally bridal style, to his car.

again, an absolute wreck at the hospital. paces. won’t leave you to smoke though, you half wish he did, however, because he’s somewhat of a pain. jumping at every sound of pain you make, demanding Harper around, you can tell even Harper is annoyed.

but when it’s all done and over with, you have to almost pry the baby from his arms. tries to bottle feed it, but doesn’t get how to do it right. at least he’s trying.

hope you’re ready to be pregnant 24/7. he’s addicted :).

loves watching you breastfeed, if it's possible for you to do so.

#angelic songs #dol #degrees of lewdity #landry the criminal #wren the smuggler #.SMS SENT #☕ of dol

[wendigonamecaller]

Deadly Kiss.

Desc: Asher wasn't a bad person. She was quiet, well behaved, and had a gentle beauty about her that naturally made people flock to her. Asher was a good person, until she was given a reason not to be. 2002, she's only 22, never willingly been intimate with anyone, when police stumble upon her body in the Tennessee senator's home, a single gunshot wound to her head and a gun in her corpses grasp. She wakes up in hell, with a new appearance and powers, which present her with new opportunities, until she meets Angel Dust and becomes mixed up in Charlie Morningstar's hotel, unevitably becoming mixed up with Alastor.

Taglist: @sparrowrye

Pt. 10: Mercy.

Angel Dust and Asher laid on the large couch in the parlor of the hotel, Husker was behind the bar drinking as they napped, Angel on his back and Asher's head and upper body laying on his stomach and legs. His hands were ungloved, and slender white digits very gently clutched one of her ears.

Charlie bounced down the stairs, coming to a stop in front of Husker. She's about to open her mouth and ask him something when he hold a finger to his lips before pointing at the two demons on the couch. Charlie gushes with stars in her eyes at the display. She goes back upstairs to a separate parlor where Vaggie, Sir Pentious and Alastor were, watching a news broadcast and arguing. "Guys, you gotta come see this." She squealed.

Alastor is the last to follow, his yellow toothed grin unbothered as always. Once down in the main parlor, Charlie realizes Angel had awoken and was currently running his fingers through Asher's long black and white hair soothingly. "She was havin' a nightmare." Angel whispered, a protective look crossing his features.

"I don't think I've seen her that relaxed." Husker commented.

"Not in the past week at least." He finishes, taking another drink of alcohol.

Charlie chuckles sheepishly.

"I wouldn't say that." Angel speaks up with a small smile.

"You're forgetting, she opened up to Smiles the other day." He said, before shutting his mouth as she stirred slightly.

"She did?" Charlie asked, confused.

"Ah, she did indeed." Alastor confirmed, his voice bringing her eyes to open slightly and search for him.

"I'd suggest seein if she'll let ya hold her, but touch isn't your thing." Angel comments, small smirk resting on his face as Asher lays on Angel's stomach still.

The overlord in Alastor takes it as a challenge, but the gentleman in him hesitates. "Don't be absurd, we're friends not mates!" He chuckled, but leaned down to brush a strand of hair out of her face anyways.

Vaggie and Charlie shared a look but shrugged, not wanting an argument.

-♡

Asher had fallen asleep again after the ruckus, and was just waking back up when there was a loud pounding on the front doors of the hotel. Husker looked over with a raised brow as Charlie answered it, before she came into the parlor with a freightened expression.

A tall demon trailed behind her, his skin was black and scaley, his deep yellow eyes bore into Asher's tired gold gaze and his yellowed teeth were bared in a grin more sadistic than anything Alastor had ever shown. He had pointed ears and dragon-like wings that folded like a cloak around his shoulders, as well as a dragon-like tail.

"Stefan.." Asher growled, hands humming with the static electricity her soul emitted.

"Ah, Ash dear, I've been trying to call you." Stefan says with the same grin.

Vaggie didn't like the look of the guy, and Husker was wondering when Alastor was going to decide to show, knowing he was already eavesdropping.

"I don't have a phone." Asher said, crossing her arms.

Her ears were furrowed and her tail swayed wildly in anticipation.

His eye twitched.

"I thought I made it clear you weren't to ignore my calls." He said, taking a step towards her.

Before anyone can make him back up, he's got Asher by the throat, but he's barely using any force.

Alastor quickly enters, his grin suddenly dark as he glares at the way Stefan is holding Asher. "I wouldn't." Asher growls.

He's scared, she realizes. He's no fool, he knows Asher is powerful and he's playing with a fire he knows he can't put out. She killed him, he came into her territory, and now he was starting to pussy out.

"You're mine, you can't do this to me." Stefan attempts to reason, but Asher's fingers grow into claws and she slashes at him quickly, making him drop her.

"I was never yours, you took my innocence by force." She growls, licking his blood off of one of her digits.

"Lies!" Stefan growls before attempting to tackle Asher.

He's intercepted by a green illuminated shadow that wraps around him and flings him away from Asher, Alastor moving to stand in front of her with his hands clasped behind his back, his staff was covered in the same green light as the shadow tendril. He turned his head to look her over through his peripheral, his ears furrowed. She nods, signifying she was alright and comes to stand directly behind him, their bodies nearly touching.

Alastor chuckles, a tendril wrapping onto each of Stefan's arms and legs, holding him stiffly in place. "Since you can't be bothered to treat a lady with respect, I won't be bothered enough to treat you with it either." He says, voice and grin sounding sinister, at least until Asher stopped him.

Her cold hand rested on his right shoulder with a ghost-like touch. His head snaps in her direction, his pupils having formed into radio dials. "Scare him and let him go. I was the cause of his death once already." She whispered, and Alastor could see just how tired she truly was by being this close to her.

His eyes soften at the exhaustion so clear in her gold and red gaze. He nods, and she smiles softly, mouthing a "thank you" to him.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel oc #hazbin alastor #alastor x oc

[dragondemoness]

Hey it the dragon anon can you make part 4 of warriors of hope with ultimate dragon reader where komaru and toko managed to take down y/n but the warriors of hope appear to protect y/n including monaca who start genuine caring for them with they robots fixed then the robots start to distract both the girls all run away back to the base but y/n is unconscious it gonna take some time for them to wake up and the five kids start to get super worried about they dragon parental figure headcanons

Hello, Dragon Anon, good to see you again! (I didn't include a greeting, how rude of me)

Platonic Warriors of Hope x Ultimate Dragon Reader Part Four

They shouldn't have come back.

It had been about a week since your encounter with the teenage demons. Ever since then, you kept a close eye from the skies, and whenever you saw them, you shot a blaze of fire at the ground as a warning.

Now, today, you were doing your patrol from the sky like usual. Then, suddenly, your entire leg went numb. Startled, you lost your concentration and dropped to the ground. 

You hit the road hard, and you felt a lot of pain in your side. Then you looked up, and saw them.

Komaru Naegi and Toko Fukawa. The teenage demons you've been having problems with.

"Hey! What is the meaning of this?!" You demanded.

"I-Isn't it obvious? You're g-getting in our way!" Toko said, pointing a finger at you.

"Yeah! At this point, you're an even bigger threat than the Monokumas," Komaru added.

"I'm just trying to protect my children!" You shouted, sitting up in a kneeling position.

"W-We wouldn't be doing this if those p-precious angels of yours didn't attack us first!" Toko shouted, putting a hand in her pocket.

"Excuses, excuses..." You growled, getting on all fours. "It doesn't matter. If it's a fight you're asking for, it's a fight I'll deliver."

You changed into full dragon form and took flight once again, and rose up into the sky. You shot fireballs at them, but the two girls dodged all of them. Komaru shot all sorts of different bullets from her gun, but you dodged them all as well.

The fight was going nowhere, and the two girls were exhausted. You smirked to yourself and spun around in circles, flaunting your speed. 

Unfortunately, this moment of arrogance turned out to be your undoing. 

While you were showing off your speed, Toko grew angry and brought out her split personality, and she threw a pair of her scissors at you. The scissors sliced one of your wings, quickly pulling you back to reality. 

You were so distracted that Komaru took the opportunity to hit you with a Break bullet, in the leg, successfully breaking all the bones in that leg. And then another one at your torso.

You let out a roar of pain, catching the attention of your adopted children. Genocide Jack threw more and more scissors at your wings, until eventually, the pain became unbearable, and you crashed to the ground, and you changed back to your normal form.

You were exhausted, and in so much pain. But you still tried to force yourself to stand. But the second you did, you were forced back down with a Paralyze bullet. 

Genocide Jack approached you, with a wicked grin and a long tongue sticking out. She raised her arm holding the scissors, and prepared to plunge them into your torso.

But Komaru quickly gripped onto her arm, stopping her.

"Toko, stop! We didn't come here to kill them!"

"Then what the fuck else are we gonna do?!"

"Just teach them a lesson so they don't attack us anymore! Come on, cut it out!"

As they struggled, you felt dizzy, and felt yourself losing consciousness. And soon, you blacked out.

And finally, the kids intervened.

Masaru Daimon 

"Hey! Get back, demons!"

He is absolutely pissed

He picks up a nearby rock and hurls it at them as hard as he can

He is absolutely fuming with anger, but Jataro and Nagisa hold him back from doing any more damage

Jataro Kemuri 

"They're the only person who doesn't think I'm ugly. And I'm not letting you take them away from me."

He's not angry, just sad and worried about you

He doesn't wanna lose the only person to genuinely love and care about him

Kotoko Utsugi 

"Hey! You demons are terrible! You need to fall down a hole and die!"

She acts angry, but she's just acting

She's trying not to show the true fear and worry she's feeling

Nagisa Shingetsu 

"That is enough. You've gone too far."

He is also absolutely furious, but he's trying to hide his worry

He's thinking about how badly he wants to kill the demons, but he tries to ignore it

Killing demons won't help you, after all

Monaca Towa 

"(N-Name)?"

She's too focused on you to even acknowledge the demons

What... is this feeling?

Sadness? Worry? Fear?

Three of the many components of despair, but she's... not enjoying the feeling

Like it's the bad kind of despair?

Is that even possible?

Maybe she truly cared for you after all

The kids were each holding their controllers, and they summoned their respective robots, rebuilt and remastered. The robots prepared to attack the teenagers at once. Toko and Komaru exchanged horrified glances and made a run for it. 

"Never touch them, or us, ever again!" They yelled at the same time. 

After the teen demons were nowhere to be seen, the kids turned and kneeled beside you. They felt tears in their eyes, and fall down from their eyes. Even Monaca, who once saw you as just a tool, was shedding tears.

A short moment later, the Servant stumbled in on this.

"Oh my, such despair! What's troubling you, little ones?"

Monaca stood up out of her wheelchair and ran to him. The kids snapped out of their sadness for a split second and became distracted.

"She can stand??"

Monaca ran up to the Servan and buried her face in his stomach, gripping his shirt in her hands.

"P-Please... Help them..."

He was caught off guard, and his body was stiff for a moment. But he quickly caught on and immediately moved to help.

He walked over to you and carefully lifted you in his arms. He headed back to the base with you in his arms.

Monaca's body trembled, and she fell to her knees and buried her face in her arms.

The other kids, despite being confused, walked up to her and enveloped her in a hug. And they let their own tears fall as well.

They stayed like that for several long moments, simply sharing the moment together. They were truly bonding, for the first time in a long while.

#danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #platonic danganronpa x reader #warriors of hope x reader #masaru daimon x reader #jataro kemuri x reader #kotoko utsugi x reader #nagisa shingetsu x reader #monaca towa x reader #ultimate dragon reader #ultimate dragon series

[sparkbeast20]

Hi! Love your writings! Reaction from both brothers and side characters of Female Gangster MC. Like they just found out

ANS: So, this My first request I ever made. I hope I did you justice with this Anon and also Thank you for the kind words, I'm glad you like my writing <3

If want to send request feel free to send them :3

Warning: Mention of Guns, Blood, Killing, Violence, Taking the fall for someone, and PTSD.

The Brothers and Dateables + (Luke platonic) finding out that F!MC use to be a Gangster

Lucifer

“MC, what’s this” Lucifer points at a scar on her chest, what looks like a stab wound.

“It nothing Lucifer, its just…. It just a remainder not to disobey orders….” She trails off, starting to tear up “it my fault, I got to reckless and almost someone I care about killed” she places a hand on the scar try to keep it together and not show weakness Infront of the Avatar of Pride.

Lucifer slowly took off one of his gloves, and walk closer to MC, and place his hand over hers

“Scars are nothing to be ashamed off, you did it to protect someone you care and….” He places his hand on her chin and lean her head back to met his black and red glance. “Your safe here, you don’t have to worry to go back to that life anymore”

You just the tears fall as your face soft and embrace him, feeling safe knowing that you don’t have hide you past to him.

Mammon

“This all your Mammon!” she angerly whisper in his ear, and groan at her pestering.

“ShHH! Quiet, they’ll hear us human-” then you smack him slightly on the back of his head.

“Whoops, you called me human again”

“Hey! Do you really need to- WAIT there’s a car over there” him point out, and quickly book it to the park vehicle and see that it isn’t lock, however?

“Crap! The key isn’t here” he tries to look around, but quickly push to the passenger, and MC sat the driver sit and open up under the steering wheel.

“Why do I have to do everything around here!” she grabs and cut two wires and start hot wire. In second the car starts up and she buckle her seat belt. “Mams, you guys can survive a car to the face?”

“Yeah…. Why- wait!?! What are you-”

“Buckle yourself in!” She quickly steps on the gas, the demons been chasing them heard the engine, but quickly get hit by the car. As the human and avatar of greed make their escape.

“WHAOOO! I have fun thrill in months” as MC enjoy the adrenaline, Mammon looks over to the human that he was suppose to protect, in amaze and fear. He makes a mental note that Lucifer isn’t the only he shouldn’t just provoke.

Leviathan

“This is impossible!” Levi is struggling with a level from a game from the human world that he just bought, while MC behind him, trying to hold her laughter.

Is a mock version of gang game and Levi, is at the level of the game where to rival gangs are fighting each other for territory?

“You’re focusing on the grunts and not the ones who are hiding from afar- look” she grabs the control from Levi and start playing the level like it was nothing, as she explained how and why he keep dying, all the while Levi is both shock with how MC can play and concern about the implication of how she gotten the knowledge.

“There, now you just have to escape, I never good with car chase, only driving really fast- Huh…. Levi was wrong?”

Levi snap from his train of thought and grab the controller from her, and finishing the level.

“MC, were you-”

“Yeah, but left that behind me.”

Satan

MC and Satan are watch Mammon and Levi being strung up by Lucifer from afar.

“I’m surprise, that you’re not phase about this” Satan asks looking over to her, watching why she not reacting on the display of punishment Infront of her.

“EH… I’ve seen worst”

“Really? What worst then this”

“Being killed-”

“What!?! That’s not punishment!”

“You didn’t let me finish, watching someone being killed Infront of you is worst. It’s a way to learn to obey your boss and survive in world”

She looks on to the demons being strung, while Satan is still letting the information sink in, who know that the human was brought to hell, has already lived in one.

Asmodeus

“I’ve been meaning to asks darling, where did you get your scars?” Asmo asks MC as he and her are taking a bath together.

“Which one?”

“Well…. All of them”

“Ah…. All of them are from fights that I got to”

“Why would you go and get in to fights, you’re to precious” Asmo cooed them move closer and grab her hand, and start scrubbing her arm. She laughs as she is tickled by his action.

“You know, for a bunch of demons. your all nicer than other humans back home” pauses for a moment, by continue with a giggle.

“Well, you don’t have to worry anymore. As long I’m here no one will ever lay a finger on you again” and that’s a promise he made to you and himself.

Beelzebub

“I’m glad you like it Beel” MC made Beel a homemade dish from the human world to calm the hungry demon.

“Its so good, I like your cooking”

“Nah…. You would like Sal’s cooking, he’s the one who taught me how to cook this”

“Maybe, if we go to the human world, you might think he’ll cook for me and my brothers”

“Yeah totally! He loves my friends…...but he can’t”

“Why? Did he leave or something?”

“His at prison, he took the blame for me. And said you should get out of this life….. I guess cooking isn’t the only thing I learn from him” she laughs to hide the fact she misses her mentor.

Beel quickly engulfs her in bear hug, and rub her back.

“Is okay, maybe we can visit him someday”

She sighs and let the tears fall as she return the hug.

“I-I’ll like that, thank Beel”

Belphegor

“You’re still up” MC asks Belphie who is standing at the doorway at her room.

“Sorry, I was waiting for you”

“Really why?”

“You been having nightmare with some men with guns, I figure to help you” she let out sharp gasp and turn away from Belphie.

“I’m sorry to keep you up-”

“No! I already cause so much pain; I want to help you to keep those nightmares away. Like I promise.”

She looks back with her eyes widen and clenching his pact mark on her wrist. She hastily grabs his hand with her head hang low.

“P-please…. Make the nightmares go away….”

“Anything for you, I’ll keep the nightmares and the bad men away”

Diavolo

“You like what you see” Diavolo spoke behind MC startling her, Diavolo was shock to her reaction almost bumping into crown in display.

“Oh, I-I wasn’t planning to steal this I swear-”

“Calm down, I trust you. Sorry for startling you.”

“You trust me, even with my background” she mutters, and look directly at Diavolo’s eyes to see if his lying or not.

“I didn’t look in to your past, only your connection with Lilith. I believe in Demons, Angel, and Humans can have second chances. If you’re a good person now, as long you learn from your past. I don’t see to bring up old scars”

“Thank you, My lord”

“Please, Call me Diavolo”

“I don’t think Lucifer will like that”

Barbatos

MC is inside Barbatos room, helping him clean, to the surprise of the demon butler seeing that he didn’t help in clean. But he can’t refuse the human.

But then she stops and look at the door she uses in going back in time in the time of the “Incident”

“Barbatos, can you see any path where I stayed in the human world and never came here in the first places”

“I’m afraid, I am forbidden to use my powers like that, why may I ask what makes you think of that?”

“I think, I got the luckiest path. And I’m thankfully for this. I think I’ll be in the side of the road-”

Suddenly Barbatos places a hand on her shoulder, causing her to look at the demon.

“Its better not to think of what could’ve happen and focus on your presents self”

Simeon

“Simeon, am I bad person?” She asks while Simeon is writing a draft of his story.

“No, why do you ask?”

“You’re the closes person to being pure and good, is it good for me to threaten people even though I was just following orders”

Simeon stop writing and put the quill down, and look over to MC.

“Did they threat you?”

“Yes”

“Did you, like doing things like that to other?”

“No!” she quickly sat up to that question.

“Are you willing to do that again?”

“Never!”

“Then you’re a good person.”

Solomon

Solomon and MC are at purgatory hall practicing spells for class, when MC spill the potion on to herself, then she starts taking off her shirt, leaving Solomon blushing and turning his back to give her some privacy.

“MC!?! Warner me next time, before you start striping.”

“Sorry, force of habit”

“What you always spill potion on yourself all the time, back home” she looks with bows rise up.

“Oh… No, every time I get back home from a job, I’m usually covered in blood and I don’t want to leave any evidence behind”

“W-what exactly, are those “Jobs” of yours?”

“I you know shady things, if you can keep secrets about yourself. Then I have secrets of my own” she smiled teasing him.

But to him, its no tease.

Luke

“Luke, little advise from me. Don’t be like Mammon or Me” MC and Luke watches Mammon, Levi and Solomon playing poker in class waiting the bell to ring.

“I know Mammon shouldn’t be followed, but you’re a good person I don’t see why you rope yourself with him.”

“Oh sweetie, I’m just nice to people I care about. I don’t care for others outside my gan- never mind”

“Wha-” then the bell rings, and Mammon rushes and grab MC by arm and dragging her out the classroom.

Leaving Luke confuse and worried.

#obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me solomon #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me reader x lucifer #obey me reader x mammon #obey me reader x leviathan #obey me reader x satan #obey me reader x asmodeus #obey me reader x beelzebub #obey me reader x belphegor #obey me reader x diavolo #obey me reader x barbatos #obey me reader x simeon #obey me reader x solomon #obey me shall we date #obey me f!mc #obey me swd

[teeztheflag]

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Mafia!Ateez reaction to their child telling them that a member is flirting with you

trigger warnings ⚠️ mafia themes, flirting, mentions of cheating, possessive behavior, murder, alcohol, sexual harassment (slight)

general taglist: @latte-fairytaekwoon @little-precious-baby @yunhobabygurl @multidreams-and-desires @purplelady85 @smallfrye​

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k i m  h o n g  j o o n g

„Where’s mommy?“ Your little son ran up to Hong Joong to be picked up by the mafia leader.

His eyes wander over the crowd at the garden gathering and when he’s not spotting you he flashes a little smile at his son.

„Mommy is talking to a man.“

Hong Joong nudges the little boy to whereas he points into a direction. Following the path around the house he sees you talking to none other than Kang Yeo Sang. His rival.

When Yeo Sang places his palm on your cheek you take a step back and frown at the boy. Hearing a cough behind you a smile escapes your form. The rival on the other hand rolls with his eyes and lets out a huff.

You’re quick to stand next to your husband and take your son into your arms leaving the two mafia leaders behind.

„You’re getting on my nerves, Kang.“

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p a r k  s e o n g  h w a

„(y/n)...“

You stood stiff in Seong Hwa‘s lavish office. Your gaze trained to the ground and your heart sinking to the bottom when he neared your form. He placed his cold fingers under your chin to raise your head. Locking his eyes with you a sigh escapes him.

„You know you belong to me. Why are you still resisting?“

„I don’t know what you are talking about.“

Seong Hwa engulfs you into his embrace leaning your head on his shoulder.

„Even our princess doesn’t like you betraying me. I will make sure you are not seeing him again.“

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j e o n g  y u n  h o

„And what did he say after that?“

Yun Ho caressed his daughters soft hair while she sat on his lap in their livingroom.

„That he will hurt her. I don’t remember so much... He was really scary daddy!“

With big glossy eyes Yun Ho feels his heart shattering. His daughter being so afraid for his light of the world.

He wouldn’t let Choi San get away with this.

After bringing his angel to bed he visits your shared bedroom to see you being asleep. You’re stirring and he can only guess that your nightmares are back.

With a gun and a sharp knife hidden in his suit he drives fast through the night. His team is already ready to blow up the place.

And with the final hit Yun Ho grabs the ex lover of his wife by his collar.

„I told you to stay away from us. That she is not your business anymore. What were you thinking?“

San struggles in his grip but manages to bring out his probably last words. „Kill me, but, live with the knowledge that she will never love you.“

He dropped to the ground and Yun Ho grasps his shaking hands together rage filling his body.

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k a n g  y e o  s a n g

When your son repeatedly told Yeo Sang that he really liked the guy that was around you since a few weeks he was relieved. It was good Woo Young seemed to do his job right. After the last attack he wanted the both of you safe all the time. That’s why he send one of his best men that he trusted with all of his might.

It was only when he tucked him into bed that he stopped in his tracks being deep in thoughts. He goes downstairs and pours himself a glass of wine. He jolts a little bit when you embrace him from behind and he turns around to eye you with a sharp gaze. Tilting his head you step back and flash him a small smile.

„What’s up?“

„Woo Young‘s taking good care of you, right?“

You frown and immediately know by the tone he uses that something‘s not to his liking, and, Kang Yeo Sang not liking something was bad.

„He is, he is doing a good job. I guess.“

„Hyun Jin likes him, too. But you know what he just told me?“

You absentmindedly reach out to him to probably cool down his anger.

„He told me that uncle Woo Young was really close to you. Close like ‚daddy‘, when I asked him what he meant with that.”

“Yeo Sang, he’s not. He is just friendly. Hugging me as a greeting nothing more.“

„You think our three year old son is lying to me? (y/n), I warn you, I know him. Don’t take his flirting attempts light hearted.“

You nod at him knowing he wouldn’t take any arguing.

„If you can’t stop him I will give him a different job.“ With a last sip he finishes his glass and roughly pulls you into him to place a delicate and territorial kiss on your forehead.

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c h o i  s a n

„Dad, I don’t know how to say this but... I am really worried for your marriage. I mean is everything fine?“

San takes his cup of coffee sitting down on the breakfast table in front of your fourteen year-old daughter. He really needed a moment to register So Ra‘s words.

„What? Of course everything‘s fine! Or what are you even talking about?“

So Ra‘s gaze is trained on the buttered toast in front of her a deep frown taking place on her forehead.

„Yesterday at the gala... and I don’t know if I am mistaking things, but, I feel like she was flirting with this CEO named Song.“

San‘s eyes widened and he quickly takes a another sip from his coffee. „Oh, ehm, believe me your mother has always had her effect on...men.“

„Yeah, but, dad - the guy was literally stripping her naked with his eyes - “

„Choi So Ra! Your words!“ So Ra gestures a sorry with her hands but she didn’t want her mother to be so close to other men. She loved her parents dearly and she wanted to have a marriage like them in the future.

„Really, anyways, don’t worry. Everything‘s perfect. If there’s a problem we would never lie to you, promise!“ He holds his pinky for So Ra and with a relieved sigh she links it like she and her dad always did.

„Good morning!“ You place a kiss on your daughter‘s cheek and send a smirk to San being proud you got the right information last night.

San looks at his two princesses and has to hold back a laugh. If their daughter only knew their jobs things would be more dangerous but in many ways easier, too.

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s o n g  m i n  g i

„What means ‚sexy‘?“

You nearly caugh at your son‘s words quickly drinking something. Min Gi also nearly doubles over laughing while typing away a text for his members for their mission.

„Dong In! I thought we talked about this already.“

Your son was a persistent person eyeing you suspiciously.

Min Gi places his device on the table continuing to eat the soup for their shared dinner. „It means beautiful, but, it’s not a really polite word, Dong In.“

„Ah, so Mr. Kim is not polite to you Mum?“ That indeed catches your husband‘s attention.

„What is he talking about, (y/n)?“ A sly smile leaves him.

You groan out knowing sooner or later your son would’ve told him. „Well, Dong In‘s teacher just seems to need a talk with me about our son occasionally. And today he told me that he thinks I am ‚beautiful‘. Right, Dong In?“ Your son wasn’t paying attention anymore but with a naive sigh he slurped the rest of his soup.

„He said mommy‘s a sexy thing.“

„Dong In!“ Min Gi slowly sits back flexing his arm‘s muscles. He eyes you with a hungry gaze while he nudges Dong In.

„Next time Mr. Kim is telling your mother that she’s beautiful you say that your dad thinks so, too. Alright buddy?“ Min Gi fist bumps with your son.

„Got it!“

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j u n g  w o o  y o u n g

Woo Young wasn’t really a jelous man. He knew his worth and he also tend to be proud of the woman at his sight. Your auro caught the gazes of many men and that only boosted the mafia‘s ego.

When a man was flirting with you it was for you to play by the game. Being raised into the mafia business yourself you knew how to handle those greedy bastards.

Woo Young only smirked in the back of a booth when someone sneaked into the seat next to you at the bar. His men ready at any given chance to beat up the poor soul that tried to take what was Jung‘s.

But - he also loved your sneaky site.

It was only a button that you pushed too far when your daughter went up to his daddy to cry about how you were not giving her enough attention at the big gathering. Like the father himself their princess needed the recognition from her beloved ones.

Woo Young‘s gaze darkened when he saw you being corned by the one and only mafia leader of the west - Choi Jong Ho.

„That b - “

„Daddy! You didn’t want to swear! Mommy told you not to swear!“

„Ahhh, you’re right darling.“ He turned around to give his daughter into Seong Hwa‘s arms - one of his members.

With confident steps he emerges your form at the end of the room where Jong Ho was busy playing with your hair while talking about his latest wins in the business.

„Choi. Would you mind keeping your hands to yourself?“ Woo Young was raging by now. You didn’t stop the rival from touching you and the naive smile you send to your lover only angered him more.

„Let’s ask the lady what she wants.“ Jong Ho wiggles his eyebrows at Woo Young and you mentally facepalmed knowing Mr. Jung would scream bloody murder in a few seconds.

„I am sorry Mr. Choi.“ You gracefully step into Woo Young‘s arms giving him the satisfaction of winning this little debate with his rival. Jong Ho laughs out loud and turns around to leave the two of you.

„If you want attention ask for it. Don’t make me mad, baby.“

You lock eyes with him putting on a pout. „This way it is much more fun!“

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c h o i  j o n g  h o

It was the final day your son got introduced to the mafia world. A big party was held for him after he was prepared for everything over months. It was also his 16th birthday party and you had tears in your eyes knowing he was growing into a man so quickly really assembling his father in many ways.

It has been Park Seong Hwa‘s presence that put you off. He was an acquaintance of your clan for a long time but you didn’t really like the guy. When he approached you after dinner, when you were ushering your son to dance with a girl on the dancefloor, you immediately knew he was going to get on your nerves again.

He made jokes, touched you and clearly invaded your personal space. For the sake of your peaceful agreement you played his game hoping someone would come to help you out of your misery.

„Dad, I will literally kick this guy‘s balls if - “

„I already know about it.“ Jong Ho‘s gaze is fixed on your figure across the room. He turns to his son and tells him to have fun. He would take care of the matter.

Jong Ho soundlessly leans into your side leading Seong Hwa to roll with his eyes. He places a meaningful and strong kiss on your trembling lips catching your weight with his arms to steady you.

Playfully he turns around to the mafia a smile adoring his features. „Mr. Park. I didn’t even see you there!“ You’re quick to leave the duo to get to the toilet knowing by the squeeze Jong Ho just gave you a few seconds ago.

„Still so possessive I see. Let us leave this by complimenting you on your still beautiful wife.“ He let’s out a giggle while eying the crowd.

„Thank you, Seong Hwa. Seems to be running in my family.“

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[kpoptwitches]

Mafia!BTS Reaction: You’re The Only One Who Can Calm Him Down (Rap Line)

Requested by anonymous

Sorry for any grammar / spelling mistakes

Kim Namjoon

“How the fuck do you manage to ‘misplace’ $50,000!?”

Your boyfriend’s enraged voice bellowed in his office, directing his anger towards his puny men who were most likely cowering before him.

You stood outside the door, chewing on your bottom lip nervously. You knew better than to interfere with Namjoon’s business, but situations have been too dire for you just to sit back and let his emotions consume him.

“We .. We don’t know���”

The sickening sound of a gun’s safety being clicked off made you burst open the doors to the confined office.

“Get out. All of you,” you ordered to Namjoon’s men, making your way to your significant other.

The men didn’t hesitate to listen, each one scurrying as fast as they could away from their murderous boss. Once standing in front of him, you carefully pulled the pistol from his grasp, setting it down with a gentle clank, onto his wooden desk.

“I was busy dealing with a situation, baby. I warned you how many times not to get involved?”

Moving your hands up to his face, you cupped his cheeks, gently grazing your thumb across the skin.

“I know, Joonie,” you mumbled, slowly moving your hands up to his hair, “But you need to calm down before you make any rash decisions.”

Letting out a sigh, his shoulders slumped, releasing the built up stress inside him. He snaked his arms around your waist, pulling your body closer to his. His lips found their way to yours, engulfing them in a passionate kiss. Seconds ticked by before he finally pulled away, resting his forehead on yours.

“You’re lucky I love you.”

Min Yoongi

Such idiotic men he hired. They had one job. One. To make sure the gun shipment was delivered to their warehouse safely. But they lost everything. Every last illegal firearm.

You sat beside Yoongi in his office, observing the way his hands formed into tight fists, his knuckles morphing into a snowy white colour.

“W-We are sorry, but the situation was out of our control. We got ambushed-”

The sudden motion of Yoongi’s balled up fist slamming down onto his desk abruptly cut off his subordinates pathetic explanation.

“I’m sorry, did I ask you for any excuses?”

Yoongi’s voice was eerily calm, contradicting his previous action. Meekly shaking their heads under his authoritative aura, the shrunk back, nervously waiting for their consequences.

That’s when you stepped in, wrapping your hand overtop of your enraged fiancé’s. Interlacing your fingers, you brought his hand up to the softness of your cheek.

“Yoongi,” you whispered, “You’re running out of men to hire, especially if you kill these ones. Give them a chance to redeem themselves, yeah?”

A long pause of silence ticked by before he sigh slipped passed Yoongi’s lips. He glanced at you, observing the way you gently held his hand in your own. He could feel his merciless mood beginning to melt away under the warmth of your touch.

“.. Fine. They have twenty-four hours to bring back every single weapon they managed to lose. If they fail, I won’t be giving out anymore chances.”

Jung Hoseok

“Get her out of here!”

This was not how you planned your night of careless fun ending up. It was suppose to be filled with drinking, dancing, and games, but once shooting erupted from somewhere in the club, the night came crashing down.

People scurried everywhere, letting out screams of horror, all desperately trying to avoid the string of flying bullets. At this point, there was only one single objective for Hoseok: to get you out unscathed.

The man in charge of your safety temporarily disobeyed Hoseok’s only order, stopping in his tracks to fireback at an unknown shooter. His actions causing a bullet to fly passed your head.

Only missing it’s target by a mere 3 inches.

Taking that as a sign to stop stalling, Hoseok’s subordinate pulled you through the emergency exit in the club, leading you far away to an abandoned parking lot.

It didn’t take long for your fiancé to show up, his gun securely clutched in his hand. He stalked towards the man at your side, a murderous glint shining in his eyes.

“What the fuck was that, huh,” Hoseok growled, “I told you to get her out of there, not to stop and almost get her killed!”

Sensing there was about to be more unwanted bloodshed, you rushed forward, wrapping your arms tightly around Hoseok’s body.

“Calm down, Hobi, please. I’m fine, okay? Don’t hurt him. He still got me out unharmed.”

Hoseok’s menacing ambience slightly faltered at your pleading voice, but his body still remaining tense.

“Please,” you tried again, moving away just enough to cup his cheek.

His eyes shifted to you as he exhaled, moving one of his arms to wrap around your waist while his free hand moves to holds yours against his cheek.

“Fine,” he whispered, “Only for you.”

His gaze shifted back to his unnerved subordinate, his features twisting back to the stone-cold ones from seconds before.

“You better drop to your knees and thank my kind little angel, you lowlife bastard. She’s the only reason why there isn’t a bullet lodged in your skull.”

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[allisonbaelfire]

NYX

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Nyx was a legend, others referred to her as a myth of a bygone era, but so was the Winter Soldier once. The two shared a common past and now a common mission. However, their feelings for one another could danger their goal.

Word Count: 4,403

Authors Note: This story is inspired by the Marvel Comics with Bucky Barnes and Natasha Romanoff and Falcon and the Winter Soldier Series.

+ nyx =  /Nýx/ - the Greek goddess (or personification) of the night. A shadowy figure.

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“I was their secret weapon...or at least I was one of them. She was another. Something about her touched what was left of my humanity. Buried under all that programming.” Bucky touched the back of his neck. “A long time ago, Y/N made me remember what it was to feel human.” 

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MADRIPOOR - Low Town:

After several weeks of looking for clues to the "Flag Smashers", your way brought you to Madripoor. One of the most criminal cities in the world. If you didn't want to be robbed or even die here immediately, you had to be someone and have made a name for yourself. It's good that you already had that.

“Nyx”, Your informant greeted you. “Where’s my money?”

You smirked. “Do I have to remind you what happens, if you keep talking to me in that tone?” 

You wanted to take a sip of the bourbon you had just ordered, but your informant knocked it out of your hand and the glass broke on the floor. Before the glass hit the floor, you grabbed him by his throat and pushed him down on the counter.

The bar owner, Jerry, wanted to interfere. His bar was the only one in Madripoor with zero tolerance against violence, if you wanted to fight you should do it outside.

You raised your finger and showed the owner that he should wait, he also knew who you were, which was why he repected you. 

“Do you know how hard it is to find a good bar with my favorite bourbon in Madripoor?” The guy shook his head while you gripped tighter. “No? now let me tell you - it's as hard as really doing anything with your expensive information.” You let go of him.

“I-I told you everything, I know.”

“I-I” You laughed. “Remembered who I am, huh?” You ordered another Bourbon. “So, first of all, this drink, you’ll pay for it.” You took a sip and smiled. “Next, you’re going to tell me all you know about Kali and then I’ll pay you.”

You didn't get an answer, but you realized he still knew something when he nervously looked at his phone. You rolled your eyes, stood up, and turned around. "Jerry, I'm really sorry but I tried the nice way." You slightly pulled your dress up and took out your gun, turned to the informant and released the fuse. 

“Phone,” You winded your eyes, “now!” 

You rolled your eyes, still pointing at the guy. “Zemo - High Town, you’ve got to be kidding me.”  You put your gun back and broke his phone. “I’m very disappointed and our Deal is over, don’t make a mistake - don’t follow me.” You spoke serious. “Or it's the last thing you'll ever do.”

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MADRIPOOR - High Town - Brass Monkey Saloon:

High Town in Madripoor was way different than Low Town. More drugs, weapons sex, rich people and power. The petty criminals were no longer represented here; criminal elite were gathered here.

“Nyx,” The Bartender greeted you. “Long time no see even though you look stunning in that dress (X), thought you were done with this life.”

“Well, a girl has to eat,” You smirked. “And to drink.”

The bartender smiled and brought you your favorite bourbon. “Did you hear the rumors about Zemo?”

“Heard he’s back in town.” You took a sip of your glas.

He raised his eybrow. “This Bastard is accompanied by the Winter Soldier.”

You choked. He patted you on the shoulder. After you were sure you hadn't misheard, you inspected the club more closely.

You looked at the Bartender, “You never saw me.” he nodded.

You nervously went to the ladies' room. You’ve heard that James was still alive and that he now had a part of his memory back, so you thought he had stopped being the Winter Soldier and started a life of his own outside of H.Y.D.R.A.. But now that he was Zemo's company you thought about following them and finding out what that their Partnership was about.

You checked whether there was anyone else in the toilet besides you and when you were sure that you were alone, you took a deep breath and turned on the water. You suddenly got a slight headache and grabbed your head, when you looked at yourself in the mirror, your flashbacks started. 

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Ages ago - Red Room:

You were one of the best and yet you always had to prove it. After you had defeated each of your fellow campaigners, your leaders were still not satisfied and they let you fight the Winter Soldier - again

“AGAIN!” The Winter Soldier shouted and you fell you arm would break if you’d hit him again.

“AGAIN!”

“AGAIN!”

“James, I-I need a break.”

“What did you just call me?” He asked as he noticed the penetrating looks of the other woman and you remembered that nobody should now.

The Winter Soldier knocked you out.

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After James knocked you out, you were brought to your room, you woke up hours later. You touched your head and noticed the bump he gave you. 

"Stupid, bastard." You mumbled.

“I’m sorry, you know I had to.” You recognized his voice.

You looked around and saw his silhouette sitting in the corner, presumably he came through the window into your room again, like so many times before.

You shook your head, “No, I am sorry. I've put both of us in danger”

Bucky got up and went to you. He let his right hand slowly slide up over your arm to your neck and finally to your head, he too felt the bump. You felt his guilt, but you knew he would never really hurt you.

“Stop it.” You wrapped your arms around his neck. “James, you know I could’ve easily taken you down.” You smirked.

Because of him, you could endure the whole ordeal at all. If he just looked at you, you lost yourself in his blue eyes and if he held you in his arms he gave you a warm home. He was your anchor to carry on every day and you were his.

“I told you to call me Bucky.”

You pulled him closer to you, “I’m glad that you start to remember who you’re.”

He put his hands gently around your waist and pulled you closer as he slowly leaned in to kiss you.

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After cooling your wrists and neck, your pulse calmed down and the flashbacks were gone.

“Thankfully I have often had to look out from above in this God-forsaken place.” 

You jumped on one of the sinks and pushed a panel of the roof aside. You pulled yourself up and crawled back to the dance floor so that no one could see you but you could see everyone.

You spotted Zemo, so it wasn't a rumor and he really was back, but you haven't been able to locate Bucky yet. But it was strange for Zemo that his companion was smiling Tiger.

You were a little rusty in lip reading but you understood that he wanted to talk to Shelby. This would have been your next step too. The mood in the club began to turn. People started staring at Zemo as one of Powerbroker's bodyguards made himself known.

“Зимний солдат атака” Zemo ordered.

“No” You covered your mouth with your hands.

Bucky stepped out of the shadows and was now clearly in your field of vision. He didn't see you, it seemed as if he only saw what he always saw first - an order and his mission. He was ready to comply. He attacked the men who were trying to get Zemo.

Elegant and graceful like a cat, you glide silently along the steel girders,  and watched every movement of James, did Zemo really manage to turn him into his personal puppet?

Bucky knocked down man after man as if they were nothing. Your pulse went faster and your movements on the steel beams became more uncontrolled as you followed his fight. Your heart felt the urge to intervene, you reminded Bucky so many times who he was - not any ones weapon, that you stopped counting and seeing him like this again felt like you had failed him. 

When you were almost about to fall, people simultaneously pulled out their guns. James stopped fighting and was called back by Zemo. You regained control of your heartbeat and your body relaxed, which helped you to find your balance again.

The bartender informed Zemo that the three would now be welcomed by Shelby. 

You couldn't follow them any further without getting into the line of fire. You waited until they left and slowly made your way down from the steel girders and landed on the floor. People looked at you questioningly.

“What? Lady’s stay out of meaningless fights.” And with that you left the bar.

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After a few minutes outside the club you got a message, but it seemed you weren't the only one. Cell phones all around you started chiming, people were chatting and looking around. Shelby placed a pretty high bounty and now everyone would be looking for James

You heard gunshots, “Great.” 

Of course, instead of being smart and running away from the gunshots like every other person, you couldn't help but run to exactly where they came from. You hadn't seen Bucky in a long time, but everything in your body demanded to find him before someone could place a bullet between his beautiful ocean eyes.

You saw the bikers who drove behind Bucky and smiling Tiger, you pulled out your gun and fired at them. Two fell, thanks to you, the last one was taken out by a sniper.

“You seem to have a guardian Angel.” Zemo spoke breathless.

“Not quite.” 

Bucky recognized this voice, but couldn't place it exactly on a face. He was just sure she wasn't a threat.

A blond woman showed up, “Nice shot. I take it from here,” she looked behind the man. “and you can crawl back into the darkness.” You smirked and nodded. 

Before the men could turn around you had already disappeared into the shadows.

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Within seconds you were on the roofs of Madripoor and on the way to your hotel. Being so close to Bucky clouded your mind and made you lose sight of your goal. 

It helped you to walk over the rooftops in the middle of the night, it was like a release for you. In the night, in the deepest darkness, it was easier to order your thoughts, this is how you had been taught, how he had taught you to focus in case you should lose your way - switch everything dark and only listen to your inner voice.

You remembered him saying those words to you, “Your voice is what makes me lose my focus.” you held your neck and climbed into your Hotelroom through an open window.

After you were in your room, you inspected every inch for cameras, microphones or intruders of any kind, after this you closed every window, every door and every curtain.

“Finally.” You sighed as you pulled of your dress.

You looked even more threatening under your dress. There were small knives on both sides of your ribs and two different guns on your legs. You took everything off and put your weapons aside, all but your favorite gun (X).

“Your place is here.” You spoke soft and placed it under your pillow.

You went to bed and closed your eyes. The room was dark and absolutely silent while your thoughts and memories yelled at you.

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“Can we just stay here forever?” You asked while laying in Buckys arms on top of the roof the Academy.

You looked up, the stars merged with the dark night and they seemed to be in perfect harmony.

“Whenever we’re separated, I look at the stars and I think of you. You are my night and I'm your star, he looked at his metal arm,” He tried to make the gun on his body positive. “even if we are often apart from each other, I cannot be without you-” 

You lifted yourself up to look at him. “And I cannot be without you.”

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MADRIPOOR - High Town - Unknown Place

It was already very late when Bucky, Sam and Zemo arrived at Sharon's apartment. They all wouldn’t have expected that Sharon had such a beautiful and safe hiding place in the middle of Madripoor, plus a successful business.

“How’s the new Cap?” She asked curious.

Bucky sat down on the couch, "Don’t get me started" he said with an annoyed voice.

Sharon scoffed. “Please. You buy into all that stars and stripes bullshit.” She sat next to him. “Before you were his pet psychopath, you were Mr. America!” Sharon chuckled as she noticed Zemo questioning look. “Cap’s best friend.”

Bucky was suprised by Sharon's words, none of them knew this side of her before.

“Wow. She’s kind of awful now.” Bucky mumbled.

Sam gave them an side eye, “Kali Morgenthau and at least seven others have taken the super soldier serum.” He sat down. “We won’t leave until we find the one who cracked the code.”

Sharon turned and stared out her window, “That’d explain her appearance. Either she wants to take it or destroy it.”

“Who?” Zemo asked.

“Nyx” Sharon stood up and got herself a drink.

Bucky stood up and he looked petrified. It was as if he had forgotten how to move or even show any kind of reaction within seconds. As he thought more and more about the day, he had felt her penetrating gaze, even though she was nowwhere to be seen. His heart was racing. Bucky’s eyes ran through the room, every dark corner was inspected, but she wasn’t called NYX for nothing.

Sam noticed Bucky's tense body, everything about him seemed like he was hopelessly overwhelmed with something that piercing his head.

“Hey man. You okay?” Sam gently touched his shoulder.

Zemo looked worried like Bucky would snap again any minute. “What is going on with him?” 

Bucky went to Sharon and got worryingly close in her space. “What do you know about her and how can I contact her?”

Bucky's posture was tense. For someone who didn't know him, they might have thought, he would attack Sharon at any moment. But Sharon didn’t step back. She recognized something in his eyes, that she had once seen before, as she looked in Steve Roger’s after her Aunts dead - pain and a broken heart.

“This can’t be.” Sharon raised her eyebrow and crossed her arms. “You’re her-”

“What the hell is going on?” Sam interrupted.

“-Star”

Bucky's eyes blurred, his head started to ache, and he held on to the wall to keep from falling.

“I know you’ll always be with me!” You chuckled and looked into the dark blue night. “You’re my star, you watch out for me.”

He remembered a feminine and warm voice.

“What if they catch us?” You asked him worried. 

Bucky gently touched your cheek, “Then I’ll fight them all.” he kissed you.

He remembered the texture of her soft skin and her gently touch.

“You’re not a Monster, no matter how many times they try to convince you - you’re not.”

He remembered how you tried to protect him.

“If you want him, you’ve to kill me first.”

He remembered how you fought for him...

...and how you lost the fight.

Bucky took a deep breath. He came back to himself. He remembered a part of his past that H.Y.D.R.A. left buried deep. A part that made him turn off the Winter Soldier again and again. 

His guilt grew. “I need to go.” He mumbled.

Sam came in his way, “Wait!” he sighed. “Talk to me, Buck.”

Sharon scoffed. “One Weapon wants to find the other. NYX is a Myth all around the world, like the Winter Soldier was.” She winked at him. “She’s as strong as an Army, fast like a cheetah, she knows the most diverse fighting techniques and speaks multiple languages-”

“-Okay and?” Zemo rolled his eyes.

“I was the secret weapon of H.Y.D.R.A. ...or at least I was one of them. She was another. Something about her touched what was left of my humanity. Buried under all that programming.” Bucky touched the back of his neck. “A long time ago, Y/N made me remember what it was to feel human.”

Sam held his head. “She saved us today. Well, saved you but-” he shrug with his shoulders. 

“And now she has become a shadow. She works alone, always clean leaving no hints behind. I don’t know how to find her but maybe I can contact some people who might know what her next mission is.”

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MADRIPOOR - Next Morning:

Your alarm clock rang but you had been awake and still lying in bed for hours. That you would wake up before your alarm clock was nothing special, but it was unusual that you were lying there instead of going to work immediately.

Your heart beat irregularly, and a slight nausea came over you every now and then. Seeing Bucky again without him recognizing you hit your psyche more than you wanted to admit to yourself.

Your phone rang, a new hint for the super soldier serum.

You sighed. “Ohhh f*ck this.” you put your pillow on your face.

But a mission was a mission. You took the pillow from your face, sat up straight, and took a deep breath. Even before you knew that Bucky was back, the mission was important to you personally and Bucky wouldn't be able to prevent you from destroying the serum - no matter what.

Your cell phone rang again and one of your informants wrote you where you could find the scientist who had recreated the serum. Buccaneer Bay.

You looked at your gun. “Hopefully I won’t need you for him...” You spoke and put on your weapons.

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MADRIPOOR -  Buccaneer Bay

Your body was still tense because of Bucky, but it was also he who learned to suppress your own emotions. When you arrived in Buccaneer Bay, your way led you to the top of the container. A better view and you wouldn't be noticed right away.

“With that bounty on your head, the longer you’re in Madripoor the less likely you’re ever leaving.” 

You rolled your eyes as you recognized a female voice. “I should’ve known.”

You leaned a little over the container you were standing on and noticed Sharon, Sam Wilson, Zemo and of course Bucky.

The four of them ran through the individual containers and it seemed as if they were looking for the same thing as you. Slowly and silently you went after them until-

Sharon stopped. “-Container four-two-six-one.” 

Bucky looked uncomfortable. He looked around in every direction. It was as if you could literally feel that someone was watching him.

“I’ll watch while you guys talk to Nagel.” Sharon handed them some earpods. “But hurry. We’re on borrowed time.”

“What’re you up to?” You asked yourself as you looked at her.

The container door cracked open, you waited until Sharon was far enough away to get to the next container and on to your destination.

The men went in and you heard them open another door inside. You waited 2 minutes, after all, Zemo and Sam were accompanied by the Winter Soldier, who would double-check everything. When you were sure that they were gone you went into the container.

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As you followed them you heard how they drew their weapons. That wasn’t your way, while they first thought of pulling out their weapons, you thought of securing the container and waiting until the men thought they had nothing to worry about and were alone with the doctor.

“Doctor Nagel?” You heard Sam.

The doctor turned and went pale in the face. “Who are you? What do you want?”

“We know you created the super-soldier serum.”

You walked slowly into the room and decided to hide yourself first.

Nagel walked past them, “Get out of my lap.” until he noticed Bucky.

“You know who he is right?”

Nagel didn’t dare to move any further than looked deep into Bucky’s eyes and didn’t grimace. Sam grabbed Nagel by his jacket and pushed him at a wall.

“How about a counter proposal?” The Doctor grinned. “Make me a better offer and I talk.”

Bucky's body language spoke for him. He must have heard something, they weren't alone anymore. He pulled his gone and pointed at Nagel. You got nervous, was this Bucky Barnes or was it the Winter Soldier? Whoever he was, nothing should happen to Nagel.

Nagel began to explain how he managed to reproduce and modify the Super-Soldier serum. In your opinion, he was a bit arrogant.

“I was god.” He smiled and you rolled your eyes.

Zemo started walking around, you couldn't tell what he was going to do so you decided to get closer. He found a gun under a desk and went near Sam and Bucky. You heard the container door open again and you were ready to fight, but Sharon stormed in and for a second you couldn't keep an eye on Zemo, a shot went off - Nagel was dead.

You had to act immediately, you came out from behind Sharon and hit her hard on the head, she fell over like a stone. Sam held Zemo tight, his gun fell to the ground. You ran up to Sam, he was so surprised that it was easy for you to ram your elbow in his face and make him fall to the ground too. You pulled out your two guns, one aimed at Zemo and the other at Bucky.

“Y/N?” Bucky sounded confused.

“Its been a long time since I heard that Name,” She sighed. “Did you miss me, Soldier?” You gasped.

“Do you want the serum for yourself, my dear?” Zemo asked hands up.

Bucky shook his head, “She already has it.” He came closer to you.

“Ah-Ah-Ah, don’t make another move.” You were still aiming at Bucky. “I need the serums, I’ll destroy them so that no one can ever use it again, can use us like they please.”

Bucky's gaze softened. The whole time he was wondering what had become of you, but even if H.Y.D.R.A. or the KGB wanted to make you monsters, you were one of the monsters who worked for, instead of against, people.

He came closer and even without touching you he could feel how much your heart was beating. But what he didn't know, would you shoot him to get to your goal? 

He put his hand on yours with he gun, “Y/N...”

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Before you could react to Bucky or even think about your next step, you were hit by a bomb that destroyed half the container and knocked you and the others to the ground.

“Y/N,” Bucky groans.

You heard heard the alarm blaring and glasses clicking, everything was shaking but you seemed unharmed as you could stand up on your own. But your eyes couldn't see that much, everything looked blurry. You could barely stand on your feet. 

“Did anyone see Zemo?”

Bucky helped the others up. You shook your head and slowly came to yourself. Bucky came and took your hand when another explosion destroyed the container, you all were lucky and made it out just in time.

“All right! Wait for my signal!” Bucky ordered.

You heard gunfire and placed yourself in front of him to take a shouter out. 

“Too slow old man.” You came out from behind the container and started shooting the other shooters. Sharon and Sam followed your example and helped.

“Damn it, Y/N!”

You could hear how one after the other fell to the ground but it seemed to get more and more.

“Hey?!” You looked at Bucky. “Do you remember Budapest?” You yelled.

Bucky did remember Budapest and shook his head. “Its too dangerous!”

Another explosion happened and smoke came up, it was perfect to cover you. You got out of your protection and Bucky ran behind you. You were standing back to back and started shooting around you and taking one by one until there was no one left.

Sam and Sharon were speechless after what they just witnessed. A super soldier and a spy who killed 20 people at once without even blinking. But it wasn't over yet, Madripoor was not known for criminals who would give up so easily.

“Okay come on!” Sharon spoke and you followed her into another container.

“So you two?” Sam started and Bucky and you gave him a death stare. “Okay, okay.” He grinned.

Bucky rammed open the door on the other side of the container and you could hear car tires screeching.

“Supercharged.” Zemo smiled.

“You’re going back to jail.” Sam replied.

“Do you want to find Karli or not?”

Bucky crossed his arms, “He’s right, we need him.” he opened the car door.

“Fine.” Sam clenched his teeth. “But if you try that shit again.” He placed himself on the backseat.

You looked at Bucky and he realized you weren't going to come with him. He took your hand and pulled you closer to himself. 

Everything in Bucky demanded to stroke you, kiss you and just feel you but he couldn't even find a word.

“I’ll find you.” You looked into his eyes and smiled soft. “even in the darkest nights.”

He placed a kiss on your forehead. “Don’t do anything stupid.” Then he went inside the car.

You nodded to Sam to show you trusted him to fight by Bucky's side. Then you turned around and walked past Sharon while you rammed her shoulder hard, once around the corner and you were gone.

Bucky put his head in his hands, wondering if he should have stayed with you or persuaded you to come with him. But it didn't seem to be the time for it yet. Sam touched his shoulder to comfort him. Zemo started the car and Bucky felt your gaze on him, he turned around and this time you allowed him to see you. 

He knew you’d see each other again, he still hoped for a better reason but the Serum was still out there - and your mission wasn't over yet.

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[kirsteinspark]

songs that would feel like dating the aot boys

with jean, connie, eren, armin

this is just a headcanon of mine but i need to get this out because every time i listen to these songs i think about them help anyways just go and listen these masterpieces

tw: fluff fluff fluff and more fluff because i don't wanna cry today

jean kirstein

listen. this man is the most perfect boyfriend ever. i don't take any criticism on this.

established that point i will say the obvious: hopeless romantic.

jean's a sucker for all the romantic stuff and everything, so he shows his love for you in a very very veeeery cute way.

it’s like the small and every day things with him. he thinks that every day is a perfect day to show you that he loves you, so prepare yourself.

although he always seems very confident in front of the rest, especially when you both are with many people, talking to you that mask falls and you have a giant who looks at you as if you were his reason for existing. the delicate way he talks to you, even if he doesn't stop tease you either, makes sasha and connie made fun of him.

jean just tells them to shut up because he couldn't care less, he's just treating you as you deserve and he's not going to hide for that.

he has the audacity to look at you, tell you something like "every day i think it's impossible to love you more but you always make me swallow my words" in the most unexpected moment and he thinks you're not going to melt right there ??? it’s like boy are you even real ???

jean's a hand kisser. he loves kissing your hand. i mean he's always holding your hand, he usually puts her arm around your shoulders and hold your hand from there, but when you both have your hands between both is when he kisses it.

but also loves to kiss your forehead 😩 he said that you're the perfect height for doing that.

list of songs that feels like dating jean kirstein...

can't help falling in love — christian leave

"take my hand, take my whole life, too, for i can't help falling in love with you"

youth — troye sivan

"speeding through red lights into paradise because we've no time for getting old. mortal body, timeless souls. cross your fingers, here we go, and when the lights start flashing like a photo booth, and the stars explodin, we'll be fireproof"

cupid's chokehold / breakfast in america — gym class heroes

"we even got a secret handshake and she loves the music that my band makes. i know i'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun i'd be one nocturnal son of a gun"

more than a woman — bee gees

"here in your arms i found my paradise, my only chance for happiness. and if i lose you now, i think i would die. oh, say you'll always be my baby, we can make it shine. we can take forever, just a minute at a time"

connie springer

he's your biggest hype man. prepare yourself to have to cover his mouth somehow to make him stop talking just for the purpose of becoming you a nervous wreck because of all the compliments and the effect they have on you.

for him, you're in the next level of best friends. he would treat you like a bro but in a romantic way. you can talk with each other about anything anytime. very communicate relationship.

hear me out: secret handshake. connie and you have a secret handshake to which both of you add new things every time anyone think of it and at the end you spend half an hour until complete it.

he would braid your hair, even if he has no idea.

he totally have a polaroid of you in his phone case.

his love language is touch. he always have a hand in your body: holding your hand, on your waist, hips...

list of songs that feels like dating connie springer...

you! — lany

"like an angel in a nightmare you opened up my eyes. looking in all the wrong places, you're the one i needed this whole time"

take me where your heart is — q

"and you're made wonderful, i would never want you to feel like you could never be right. love is all you want, i would never do you wrong. hold it down and give me some time"

leave the door open — bruno mars

"i ain't playin' no games. every word that i say is coming straight from the heart. so if you tryna lay in these arms i'ma leave the door open"

this side of paradise — coyote theory

"underneath the pale moonlight, dreaming of a circus life, carousels and ferris heights, i'll be yours if you'll be mine. 'cause i'm lonely, i'm so lonely. if you hold me, i'll be your only"

eren jeager

omg this dude is too much to handle sometimes.

but he loves you so much in his particularity way :(((

he would compliment you often, specially when you're buying some clothes.

"you look great in that, it makes your ass amazing"

YEAH YEAH YEAH HEAR ME OUT he totally wipes the corner of your mouth when you're eating and stares straight into your eyes for seconds.

if you're lying in bed or in the couch he'll surely end up on you hugging you like a koala.

yes, he's so needy.

loves to kiss your neck and cheeks. and bites them too.

he's like a puppy following you everywhere you go. every time you say something to him about that he's so offended and like "what do you mean we don't have to be in the same place all the time ???"

eren shows his love through actions such as being sure that you have eaten or if it's at night that you have locked the door.

list of songs that feels like dating eren jeager...

moonlight — chase atlantic

"we're running in the moonlight. we're dancing in the open waves. you're hangin' for a good time, something that'll make you stay, and girl, you fall down again"

fallingforyou — 1975

"when the smoke is in your eyes, you look so alive. do you fancy sitting down with me maybe? 'cause you're all i need"

call it what you want — taylor swift

"i'm laughing with my lover, making forts under covers. trust him like a brother, yeah, you know i did one thing right. starry eyes sparkin' up my darkest night"

a sky full of stars — coldplay

"i don't care, go on and tear me apart. i don't care if you do 'cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars i think i saw you"

armin arlert

oh boy, oh sweet boy. he's such a sweetheart (yeah with this manipulative side) i wanna cry.

the best listener. he loves to listen to you about anything but he loves to be listen too

not a big fan of pda but he always hold your hand and some peaks here and there. he prefers to show you his love in private.

his voice is so soft and calm omfg imagine him reading to you something that he finds interesting while you lay in his lap.

beach dates to watch the sunset 🥺 picnic and stargazing included

a lot of deep conversations, when i say a lot i really mean it. he can hear you talk about your point of view and your ideas for a lifetime if you let him, as long as you listen to his opinions too.

eren probably tried to make fun of armin for blushing when you compliment him in public, but mikasa quickly shuts him and you laugh a little.

list of songs that feels like dating armin arlert...

hey lover! — wabie

"no, you shouldn't have to worry, girl, love's no problem in my hands. just know i really, really, love you and in your heart, i'd be a big man"

cloud 9 — beach bunny

"but when he loves me, i feel like i'm floating. when he calls me pretty, i feel like somebody even when we fade eventually to nothing. you will always be my favorite form of loving"

love story — taylor swift

"romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone. i'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run. you'll be the prince and i'll be the princess. it's a love story, baby, just say, "yes"

somebody to you — the vamps

"i wake each day looking for a way that I can see your face. i've got your photograph but baby, i need more than that"

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[ground-riot-jack]

Number 1 |k. bakugo| chapter 2

ok so chapter 2 is here!! Please enjoy and feel free to give feedback or just come say hi in my inbox!!

summary: you’re pro hero Angel, you work at an agency your boyfriend, Katsuki Bakugo, created. When you finally hit number one your world seems to crash around you.

"Angel? You have a case,"

You look up from your desk and see your secretary standing there with a case file pointed towards you. You stand from your reports and walk towards her.

"Give me the run down," You say opening the file and looking at it.

"The Hero Commission has been surveilling an underground group of villains, their mission is plain and simple destruction, to cause mass panic. The commission believes it's a much smaller and less organized branch of the league of villains since some members have been seen communicating." She begins as you walk to the conference room where the agency's team goes over cases.

"It says here their preferred method is mass shootings? Why hasn't the police already handled this?"

"Because the leaders' quirk is gunfire, hands made out of guns and as long as he can breathe he can make bullets" Kirishima interrupts, joining you in your walk to the conference room.

"So this is an open and shut case? Stop the bad guys before they get a chance to shoot and take them into a quirk-free facility?" Why do we need the whole team?" You question as you walk into the room.

"Because while the leader is the one doing all the shooting the rest of the group is inciting the panic, taking out police on the scene, killing victims who manage to survive, and making things a lot more complicated" Kiri sighs, taking his seat. You nod in understanding and take a seat beside him.

"Have you talked to him?" Kiri whispers as the rest of the agency's team begins filing in their seats.

"I'm not sure what to say Eji, if he wants to make things better he will apologize, until then, I don't know how we can go on." You sigh, you hadn't gone back home even though it's been 3 days, of course, you still go to work but today will be your first time seeing Bakugo since the fight. He hasn't reached out to you and you know it's because of his ego, but you weren't here to get into a pissing contest with your boyfriend.

"Y/n he is sorry, you know-"

"Alright, everyone here's what we know" Kirishima is interrupted by Bakugo's thundering voice entering the room. His eyes quickly scan and land on yours, but you look away.

While he goes over basic intel, you stare at the pictures of the group in your case file, trying to avoid his glare. You can feel it but trying to combat Katsuki head-on in a large setting like this will cause nothing but trouble.

"Angel, you, me, and red riot will be second. Once our target is in sight, we get him. I want that bastard in custody alive, can you handle that?" You pipe up at the mention of your hero name. You give a quick yes and shut off your feelings. You had a job to do, people to save, you can’t let your relationship drama jeopardize that.

"RED, He's heading towards you, me and ground zero will cut him off on the right!" You speak into your headset as you fly into action with Bakugo.

"Copy"

"I can get him, watch my back."

"Wait, I have a better vantage point, he won't see me coming."

"I said-"

"Now is not the time Katsuki, your explosions are too noisy, he’ll know who's coming and from where if you go.'

"Damn right, gives him time to be scared" He growls

"Just cover me and when I give you the signal, blast him. That's an order Ground Zero." You both hated when you ordered each other around, but you don't have time for Bakugo's pettiness when it's the middle of a battle.

"Whatever angel."

You fly up and head in the direction of the alley where Kiri is waiting, there one entry point but 2 exits so it's important you do this right. You watch as the leader of the group runs into the alleyway, you slip into the right exit and blast him with light. He fires his guns at you as you dodge them. Then he does something unexpected, he runs into a door in the alleyway.

"Ground Zero! He just entered a door that leads down somewhere, I'm going after him.

You hear Kiri say wait in your comms but focus on chasing the villain. You stop in an empty room, you can hear the rumbling of the battle going on above you on the street. You look around cautiously trying to find him.

"Oh angel, for a number one hero, you sure are naive." You hear a disembodied voice. You blast light from your hands like flashlights to look around

"Come out coward, we don't want you dead, but ill do it if I have to." You keep searching the room but can't find anything.

"Oh, feisty, that's not very holy of you angel." You spin around at the voice but find nothing. You hear an explosion back from where you came, you turn around to go find bakugo but as you're running you're snatched from the side.

You begin kicking and moving your wings as much as possible, causing the attacker to drop you. You spin around and find the Gunman with 2 other men, where had they come from. You decide to attack the gunman first and dive into a heavy fistfight. You’re flying around dodging not only his hands but the bullets that fly from them. You hear another explosion and the ceiling begins to crumble, you look for an exit but can't find one, where did you come in from anyway? You fly away from the men firing at you and try to exit from a rusted door but the stairs have been blocked by rubble. You try to radio someone, anyone but the lines have gone dead.

Another explosion goes off and the room begins collapsing, you look up and see light, an exit. You fly quickly but a large price of rubble falls and smashes your wing in between rocks. You pull and pull as the room continues to crumble finally ripping a large piece of your wing off. You scream in agonizing pain but try your best to fly towards the hole that’s getting smaller. As you approach it smaller rocks fly at you, hitting your face and body, some leaving scratches and others staying lodged in your skin.

You manage to exit and find yourself in another alley. Your legs hurt too much to stand so you try to crawl but your arms fail you. You lay on your back and let a tear fall, this isn’t how you end, is it? Bakugo would find you, he always does. Your vision blurs and your head is pounding, you let out a final deep breath before falling unconscious.

Muffled sounds stir you from your sleep. You open your eyes and sigh. Maybe someone’s come to help you, your heart begins to pick up at the prospect of being saved. You attempt to move but still seem to hurt to move more than your toes and fingers. Your tired eyes move back to where you heard the sounds but you can’t see anything other than the hidden alley you’re splayed out in.

“T-That’s her wing!” It’s Katsuki! You’d recognize that voice anywhere. Finally, your love has come for you, you’re already imagining the warm bath you’ll take when you get back to the comfort of your home. You begin to speak, but your voice won’t rise above a raspy whisper.

Then as if the nightmare wasn’t bad enough, another voice speaks.

“You’ve done the right thing Ground Zero, you belong in that number 1 spot, and to get there sometimes you have to do bad things for the sake of the greater good. Angel was a threat that needed to be eliminated, and the commission will not forget your assistance and continuous efforts. Congratulations” You hear the man pat Bakugo and walk away, before another set of footsteps, presumably Katsukis, follow after.

Tears fall from your eyes as you whisper scream in intense agony. It couldn’t be true, he would never do that, would he?

“It’s best you try to speak” A voice whispers beside you. You turn your head too fast and your vision blurs.

“W-who are you?” You whisper, gasping for air in between waves of pain.

“Don’t worry. Just rest, you’ll feel better when you wake up.”

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[lilsuzn]

MLQC Gavin - Fluff abc headcanons

So by the popular demand - I am back.

Just kidding. No one was asking.

Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

Warnings: None (the reader is gender neutral)

Dedication: @marytheredqueen

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

You need to trust me when I tell you that Gavin had indeed tried to find at least one thing he could dislike about you. Many times.

Yet your body seems to have no flaws. He checked quite a few times at this point.

Your heart is pure. Loving. Patient. Loyal.

Whenever you’re at his side… The world is at peace. No pain exists, nor does suffering.

You are his purpose. You are his equilibrium. Nothing matters as long as he can be by your side.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Your beautiful eyes.

There will never be anything more beautiful than the way they shine before your lips meet in a loving kiss.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

Him on his back.

You in his arms. Laying on top of him.

Your head rests on his chest, no matter if it’s your front, side or back that presses against his muscular torso - it’s perfect.

He also likes the smell of your shampoo… it’s just intoxicating for him.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

He likes doing things outside with you.

Attending festivals, engaging in new, interesting sports, indulging in some street food or picnics.

He’s a sucker for long, romantic walks too, soooooo

He takes you out to the festival. Buys all kinds of yummy food for both of you to share. Wins you an enormous plushie and then carries it around for you. While holding your hand. Tightly.

Then takes you for a night stroll, to then kiss you under the sky full of stars before you turn back.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

He only feels like he can really express himself around you - so it will get intense. In all the best ways.

Gavin doesn’t shy away with showing you his affection, even if he tends to have a slight problem with voicing it sometimes.

His expression softness, his fingers brush delicate circles on your skin.

He doesn’t need to say anything. You know.

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

Oh he really, really wants a family.

Two kids… or maybe more.

A dog for them, maybe.

House with a big garden and a treehouse.

He wants to play and fool around with his kids. Put them to bed. Support them. Be proud of them… Everything his father never did.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

When you want something, no matter how silly it might be - it’s yours.

Don’t even make me start on what you need.

Because there are very little things (and all of them are about you) that could make him happier than seeing you happy because of what he gave you.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

It's not optional.

There will be hands holding whenever it's possible.

It’s as much for your safety as it is for his comfort. 

All these guys with eyes better don’t use them to stare at you. 

See this hand? This beautiful gem of a person is with ME.

Likes to hold your hand while snuggling on a couch. Or in bed while falling asleep.

Holding hands is like a physical projection of the bond that’s between the two of you - and he loves it.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

He would blame himself. No matter what. It might be ridiculous, but he would always feel guilty for not preventing it from happening.

Wouldn’t leave your side. Would help you with anything and everything.

If there’s a concrete person or a group of people that caused your harm... Insert a very, very angry and strong bird cop with a gun.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

You would have a light-hearted relationship in which he would tease you from time to time and he wouldn’t be mad if you did the same to him.

However he’s not one to prank you. He would find no enjoyment in it.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Gavin loves to be kissed and he loves to kiss. All over your face. All over your body.

Any kisses are game. Slow and passionate ones. Heated ones. Sweet, delicate, loving, appreciating - he loves them all as long as he can share them with you.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

Acts of service - He looooves to spoil his lovely sweetheart (you) this way. Wants to bring you food, tidy up your apartment for you, brush your hair, paint your nails… Just ask him and he will do it. Whatever it is. And then he will do things on his own initiative, because he likes to surprise you. You smile so beautifully when he does…...

Gifts - He likes gift giving as I already mentioned in G, but it’s no indication of love to him. He just enjoys your reactions. Prefers to show his love differently.

Physical touch - His number one and you can not convince me it is not. He’s a snuggly bear who loves kisses. You are just so soft and warm and he loves you sosososososo much. Would never want to hold this way any other. His physical affection is something reserved only for you. 

Quality time - see Q.

Words of affirmation - Gavin is not very good with words. Not that he can’t be when he wants to, but he kinda doesn’t want to most of the time. It’s uncomfortable. He’s feeling unconfident doing so. He prefers other ways, but when he does speak up… It’s the most adorable and loving thing you will ever hear in your life.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

It was your first 'real' date, but even though you both confessed love to each other, you weren't a ‘official’ couple yet.

At least there was no proper act of becoming a one.

You walk through the park on an evening of a chilly fall. Not many people in sight.

You just finished a lovely dinner date. Gavin even bought you a dessert to share.

And it just felt right. Everything.

The way your fingers were laced. How you both couldn't spot peeping at each other.

"Will you be my girlfriend Y/N? Please?"

He sure was pretty sure you wouldn't deny him, but he didn't expect you to throw your arms around his neck and kiss him the way you did.

"Nothing could ever make me happier than that, Gavin."

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

He’s scared of losing you.

Either by you walking away from him after discovering that you “deserve so much better”

Or by not being alert enough to protect you…

Surely, he would prefer the first option, but he can’t deny that both would hit him harder than anything else ever could.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

Gavin is a little bit of an odd duck in general, but I think he has one major weirdness about him.

I would call it… A Keanu Reeves complex.

He doesn’t like compliments. Always feels like they’re far from true, because he always feels like he’s not enough and maybe even never will be.

Which is so far from true.

Like, Vivi, come on! You’re so freakin perfect!

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

He usually calls you simply by your name, but the boy has his moments.

Moments when he can help but call you all sorts of the cutest names.

Little angel, starry eyes, little munchkin along with the classics like honey, babe, sweetheart, treasure and my precious.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

How?

Often.

Intensely.

Calmly.

Comfortably.

Restlessly.

He just wants to be by your side. Any. Chance. He. Gets.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Moonlight by Ariana Grande

Because Gavin’s sweet like candy, but he’s such a man...

Or A Drop In The Ocean by Ron Pope 

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

Not at all. At least at first.

He gets better with time, but you still need to ask for it. He would never just come to you to lean on your shoulder and tell you what troubles him.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

Well. A lot.

Because of what I say in X below.

He just assumes that you don’t reciprocate his feelings, because he doesn’t deserve it.

He eventually tells you about his feelings under your insistent questions regarding the subject.

And then? After he finally tells you?

That’s when it escalates quickly.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

At first he tries to keep it inside. Not let you see… But it’s pretty obvious since he doesn’t talk to you. Barely throws any acknowledgment your way.

It would take quite some convincing for him to tell you what’s wrong.

Unless it’s jealousy that is a reason behind his anger. Then he will show you just how upset he is…

Not necessary in a bad way, tho...

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He’s very proud of you. Always.

Even when you think you’re a failure, he still recognizes how hard you work and how smart you are.

And he also prides himself for earning love of a woman as wonderful as you.

But he’s not a show off. He doesn’t like to be in a center of attention. He doesn’t care for compliments or recognition.

He knows how wonderful you are and that’s all that matters to him.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

Well, it goes without saying.

Yes. Obviously.

This is Gavin. He does it actively throughout the whole story like it’s the only thing he knows.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

He’s not an expert in emotions.

He gave MC a blood stained letter and was surprised she was troubled by that.

Okay, let’s not sugar coat it - he’s not good at it at all. I said it.

I’m sorry. I wish it was different for you Vivi.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

I think in Gavin’s case it would be no kneeling with a ring type of thing, because he personally sees no value of that.

Of course, he would if you told him that that’s what you want, but if you don’t…

It would be a beautiful, summer evening. The both of you watching a beautiful sunset from the rooftop of a high building.

Last months you spent together were absolutely wonderful. Life with you by his side was much happier than Gavin could ever dream of… And the way the golden sunlight graces your skin is so, so beautiful.

It wasn’t the first time the thought crossed the bird cop’s mind. He caught himself thinking about it more and more often as your relationship progressed… And before he knew it, the words left his lips.

At first you were sure you must have misheard, so you asked him to repeat. And he did.

His beautiful eyes glimmered with so much love… just as much as you felt for him. 

How could you say no to that gorgeous man that adores you so much?

And after that, expect to someday come back home to find the most beautiful and meaningful ring in the world waiting for you to wear it.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

Gavin is a man who enjoys simple things in life.

He likes to cozy up with you on a couch on his birthday. 

Watch a sunrise and drink cocoa with you on Christmas.

He obviously enjoys various sports, especially if he can enjoy them with you.

But what really, really makes him perfectly calm? Driving Sparky with your hands around his ways and your chest pressed against his back.

The feeling of freedom mixed the warmth of your closeness… how could anyone ask for more?

#mlqc #mr love queen's choice #mlqc fluff #mlqc gavin #mlqc headcanon #mlqc hc #mlqc gavin bai

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“A Love So Beautiful” Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Dear Tsukishima Kei

FT: Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Yachi Hitoka, Hinata Shoyo, Kageyama Tobio, Vice Principal, Minaho Ono + 3 Mean Third Years

TW: “Light” Rejection. Acts of bullying/teasing/taunting. Mild Language.

GENRE: Fluff, Comedy, Angst, Coming of Age + Slow Burn

Word Count: 3,300+

“A LOVE SO BEAUTIFUL MASTERLIST”

a/n: i recommend to read the prologue and character list before diving in! it may help the story make a bit more sense! thank you, and i hope you enjoy!! lubbb uuuu!! 💞

“Welcome to Karasuno High, where dreams fly. Today you are a proud crow of Karasuno, and tomorrow Karasuno will be proud of you.” The intercom says loudly as the students leave the auditorium, the orientation being over. You see Tsukishima on your way out, making your way to him. 

“Tsukki!” You say cheerfully as you jump to him. He takes a step back before preparing his headphones. “We are in the same class again this year! This is called destiny, don’t you think so?” You let out a cheeky smile as he looks at you, only to look back front, putting his headphones in.

“So the entry score for this school is quite low this year. I guess they’re letting anyone into college preparatory classes.” He replies bluntly, not making eye contact and placing his headphones over his head.

“Kei! Only by 5 points! But thanks to that 5 points, or else I wouldn’t have been able to get in.” You say looking up into the sky. “How lucky I am!” You clap happily.

There's awkward silence for a moment as you gulp nervously and clear your throat. Turning to look behind you, to your sides, before back at him in front.

“Tsukishima Kei.” You call out clearly. The tall boy stops walking and turns to you, as you take a few steps towards him, leaning onto your toes, cupping a hand to your cheek. The lean boy removes the headphone from one ear before leaning down to reach your height. “I like you”. Tsukishima's face contorts into a bit of shock while allowing red to spread through his cheeks, as he watches your face redden and you give a genuine smile, before replying harshly. “I don’t like you.” He puts his headphones back on, and begins walking at his pace again. You stand there taken aback by his cruel and blunt response. A small tear is felt ripping into your heart before you respond to his rejection. “Okay… I’ll figure it out.” You squeaked before running off ahead of him. Tsukishima watches as you run away.

--

You sat at your desk at home, scrolling through your computer with a hand under your chin. An idea popping into your head. ‘How to get a boy to like you’ you type before hitting the search bar. “Be yourself...” You read on the screen. Grabbing the table mirror by your desk, you place it in front of you and stare at your reflection for a brief five seconds. “I’m y/n!” You let out a small laugh, combing your hands through your hair before going back to the browser, typing in ‘How to swoon a guy’. “Write a… love letter?” Conflicted, you immediately text your best friend, Yachi. 

Recipient: “Yachi-bear🐻”

Y/N: “heeey yachhhh, can u pls help me w somethin tmmr?”

Yachi-bear🐻 is typing....

Yachi-bear🐻: “Of course! I’ll see you first thing in the morning.”

Y/N: “you are an angel sent from heaven, ilyyyyy bb”

You place your phone on your desk, before turning to grab some of your “special occasion” stationery supplies. “Pink paper… check! Pink envelope… check! .38 Gel pen… check! Dinosaur stickers… check! Let’s get love letter writing ready!” You say to yourself before pulling your hair back with a headband.

You end up falling asleep on your desk half past 4am.

-

“Good morning y/n!” A short blonde girl cheers as she sits beside you. “Y/n?” You are sound asleep on your desk, head in your arms “Tsukki… Zzzz…” The blonde takes a deep breath before- “Y/N!!!” “AH!” You wake up startled, facing the culprit who had just interrupted your dream wedding with Tsukishima. “Ah, Yachi! Good Morning!” You give a tired wave before laying your head back down on the desk. “Ah ah ah! I woke up extra early just for you! Don’t you dare fall asleep on me.” Yachi grabs your head before it hits the desk, facing you to her. “What is it you needed help with?” She asks. “Oh! Yes I remember now!” You jolt awake. Digging into your bag, you pull out 3 pink envelopes. “I need help writing a love letter!” You wave the pink envelopes in your hand.

Yachi pauses, her brain short circuiting before gasping. She grabs your hand, leaning you in closer. “Are you really?!” You pull away before blushing heavily, nodding and giving a small smile. “AAAHHH!” Yachi lets out a squeal before you slap your hand to her mouth, quieting her. “SHHHH!!!” “I’m so sorry, I’m just so excited for you! Here lemme help!” She pulls out a blank sheet of paper, handing it to you with her pen. “You’re going to want a rough draft before using one of those.” She points towards the pink envelopes in hand. “Yes! Let’s go!”

-

Not even 15 minutes pass and the two of you are stuck. 

“Yaaaaachi” You whine as you place your face into your hands. “Don’t worry y/n, we can figure this out!” Yachi pats your shoulder, trying to comfort you. Hinata makes his way towards his seat behind Yachi, fresh kare pan in hand as he sets his books on his desk. “Goof Morfinf” He says, kare pan now stuffed into his mouth. And as on queue; the bell rings, indicating class has begun. 

Throughout class, you spend your time writing and glancing towards the direction of the blonde you were writing for. Frustrated half of the time, the bell for the start of break period rings and you make your way towards Yachi before seeing Yamaguchi approach her. “Yachi-san, Ono-sensei is calling for you.” You watch as the flustered girl makes her way up the desk, running out of the class. You turn around hoping to find your orange haired sunshine of a friend behind you, but at last he has vanished. Sighing in frustration, you reach for your wallet before heading to the vending machines.

As you reach the vending machine, you drop your coins in the mini slot. After dropping your coins, you hover your finger over the ‘Strawberry Milk’ button. You press, and press, and press. But the vending machine doesn’t seem to be responding. Just to add to your frustrated mood, you raise your leg ready to kick the shit out of the machine.

Around the corner comes Kageyama Tobio, he looks at the sheet of paper in his hands trying to navigate his way to said “Class-4”. As he turns, he looks up from hearing a grunt. His eyes widen at the sight of you raising your leg. Not too far away in feet from him, you kick the vending machine, the two of you hearing a CLINK as the desired product comes from the bottom bin. Kageyama is stuck frozen there, you still haven’t noticed the presence.

You drop to your knees, grabbing the strawberry milk carton you bought. Stopping as you feel two, you grab both and pull them out. Confused, you stare at the cartons of milk before finally noticing the presence only a few feet from you. Looking up and making eye contact with the boy who just witnessed your violent and aggressive actions with a poor machine, he tenses up visibly before you offer one of the milk cartons to him. “Here” You hold the milk carton to him. The boy stands there confused before reaching out for the milk carton. “Sorry you had to see that” Kageyama stands there dumbfounded. “Kageyama.” “I’m sorry?” “Kageyama Tobio, m-my name. It’s nice to meet you.” He says taking the milk carton from your hand, and using the other to offer a handshake. From his kind but super awkward gesture, you feel yourself relax before taking his hand and shaking it. “Nice to meet you Kageyama Tobio.” You give him a soft smile, and for a second he felt his heart skip a beat. “I’m f/n l/n.” You both pull away before he gives a nod. “But you can call me boss.” You say jokingly, giving him a wink with finger guns. He lets out a small chuckle before looking at his hand at the strawberry milk carton. “Sounds good, and thanks boss.” You both part ways as you make your way back to class, thinking of the recent encounter with Kageyama.

You pause in your tracks realizing. ‘Wait.. is he new?’ Worried he would get lost in this hell of a campus school, you ran back to where you had parted ways, only to find him gone. ‘Awh shit.’ You sigh before making your way back to class.

-

You make your way past Tsukishima at his desk, headphones in as he scrolls through his phone, before plopping into your seat head down. The bell rings once more indicating that class has once again begun.

Moments pass until Yachi makes her way back inside the class, sitting beside you. Immediately, you turn to your best friend about to tell her about the weird interaction with this strange looking boy. “Yachi, you wouldn’t believe what happened earlier, I was at the vending machine and-” 

“Y/n.” A matured voice calls out to you, interrupting your conversation with Yachi. You freeze before replying with a shy “Yes Ono-Sensei?” “Would you mind coming up to the board and writing the Kanji for this word?” She asks, ready to hand the chalk to you. “Yes ma’am.” You hear chuckling coming from the class before grabbing the chalk and making your way to the blackboard. “The word is mountain. Write the Kanji for ‘mountain’.” She repeats. You stand facing the blackboard, a little too long for your liking. No idea coming to your mind. 

“Fork” You hear a familiar male voice say. You and the class turn towards the front door to the classroom where the voice had come from. Kageyama makes a “3-finger salute” motion with his hand, before you go back to the blackboard writing “山” before handing the chalk back to Ono-Sensei, and scurrying back to your seat. Ono-sensei then speaks after you are seated. “Bold of you to interrupt my class, Mr. Kageyama. Takeda-Sensei has mentioned you, please introduce yourself to the class.” She says as said boy makes his way in. “My name is Kageyama Tobio and I set for volleyball. Nice to meet you” He finishes with a polite bow. “Good, now take your seat behind y/n.” Ono-Sensei says as she picks up her textbook, ready to begin the next lesson. Kageyama gives you a small nod before greeting a “hey boss”. Tsukishima turns from hearing the new guy speak to you call you boss. Already feeling irritated with the new kid.

Again, you spend this period finalizing your love letters on the pretty pink stationary, adding a dinosaur sticker on the final “final” love letter, that you plan on giving to Tsukishima.

-

The bell for lunch rings and the students quickly make their way out of class. Yachi turns her attention to you. “Alright y/n let's get back to business! I’ll meet you outside!” She says as she jumps and exits. “Y-Yachi wait!” You quickly grab your letters, but one slips from your grasp. Before you can even realize, you run after your friend leaving one of the rough draft letters on the floor. Tsukishima being one of the last students to leave his desk, he gets up only to notice a pink envelope under his foot. Bending over to pick it up, he notices his name scribbled over the front of the envelope. Curious, he sits back down and opens the unfinished rough draft-letter.

As you finally catch up to Yachi, you notice a couple of third years towering over her. “I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to bump into you!” She says bowing repeatedly. Just as one of the third years takes a step towards her, you maneuver your way in between, blocking them from her. As you do, your arms spread wide, the third years take notice of the pink envelopes in your hand.

“What’s this?” One says, snatching one of the pink envelopes from your grasp. Your eyes widen in shock as you try to reach for it. “Is this a little love letter? To your little girlfriend? Is that who you were protecting?” The third years snicker before tearing your letter open. “NO!” You yell in hopes for them to not put you through this torture. 

At this time, the commotion between the two of you and the group of third years has caused attention among the students nearby.

Yamaguchi makes his way running back to the classroom to notify Hinata of the situation. His entrance causing Kageyama to wake from his nap, and for Tsukishima to listen into their conversation. “Hinata- Yachi and Y/n- Third years- Fight” He says breathlessly before Hinata jolts from his seat. Running out with Yamaguchi. Kageyama soon follows and Tsukishima sits there, internally worried, but letting out a restless sigh, folding the letter back into the envelope and sliding it into your desk, before running out.

“My dear love-” “Please stop!” You try pleading but the third years wouldn’t. “Oh how I love your eyes- your smile-” Yachi is near to tears at this point, trying her best to help you grab the letter from their hands. “How I can’t imagine a world without you in my life-” The third years pass the note to each other to read the lines before a short, but fast figure jumps, snatching the letter from their hands.

The third years stop in confusion, you and Yachi turning to see Hinata’s head facing the ground, before turning back to the third years. “You know it isn’t very nice to read love letters out loud.” He says folding the letter and placing it into his pocket. “Hinata-” “Oh? And what is a shrimp like you going to do about it?” One says. You feel someone pull you to the side, feeling the soft cushion of someone pressed to you. Looking up you meet eyes with Kageyama. “You okay boss?” He looks back at the third years before calling out a “Hey!” sending shivers down their spine. “Did you hurt my boss?” The third years, intimidated by this new face and his very tall stature, shake their head in denial. Kageyama lets go of you as he rolls his sleeves up, cocking his head to the side. “Y/n- Yachi-San-” You feel another hand grab your wrist, pulling you from the situation. 

Tsukishima makes his way through the crowd, he watches as Hinata and Kageyama begin to corner the third years, and as Yamaguchi drags the two of you from the situation. Just as he was about to intervene. “Hey! What is going on here!” The kids begin to disperse, besides Hinata, Kageyama, Tsukishima and the cornered third years. “Picking on your seniors!?”

-

The heavy drop of 4 textbooks are heard coming from the desk. You and the students in your class flinch as the Vice Principle stands in front of your class, pacing back and forth.

“This class has displayed absolute despicable behavior within the first month of the school year beginning” He starts. “Never in my 15 years of teaching have I thought to ever give this kind of lecture, let alone to a college preparatory class.” He continues. “Oh how disappointed I am with this class.” He stops walking before turning to face the class.

 Scanning the classroom, he catches you fumbling in your desk, you notice one of you pink envelopes but don’t remember sliding one of your letters into your desk. “F/N L/N!” He yells. “Y-yes sir?” “Bring them up here.” “I’m sorry?-” The slam of heavy textbooks is heard again. “Don’t play dumb with me. Hand THEM over.” He repeats, emphasizing ‘them’ as his eyes sneer towards you. You shake as you pull the letter from your desk out, as well as the other one on your desk, making your way towards the front of the class, handing them to the Vice Principal. “Go back to your seat.” He says after snatching the letters from your hand. “Hinata Shoyo” “Yes sir!” Hinata jumps frightened. “The one in your pocket too.” Hinata feels his pocket before giving you an apologetic look, forgetting how he had the letter that the senior snatched in his pocket. Making his way to the front, he hands it to the Vice Principal before taking a seat.

The class stays silent as the Vice Principal keeps a single envelope in his hand, setting down the other too. You immediately notice the dinosaur sticker sealing the envelope, your gut clenched and your heart racing. ‘He’s going to read my love letter to Tsukishima to the class.’ Is the only thought going on in your head.

“Let’s see what’s in this letter that gets you all so riled up.” Whispers spread around the class before the sound of a chair sliding stops the Vice Principal from unfolding the paper. Kageyama stands there awkwardly for a moment, thinking of something to say. “I-I, Mr. Wig- Bald Principal-” He stutters and the students snicker around him. “QUIET BOY! Just because you are new doesn’t mean I won’t be going easy on you.” The Vice Principal glares. The sound of another chair sliding causes the Vice Principal to face the shorter boy next to him. “He’s right bald- I mean Vice Principal sir!” Hinata tries to stall. Before the Principal could let out a word, the sound of another chair sliding caused him to face forward, Yachi. “S-sir please… Y/n worked really hard and it’s my fault we are here in this… this situation and…” Yamaguchi slides his chair, standing and speaking up. “Yachi-san excuse me, Vice Principal I apologize for the intrusion on this discussion but” He looks to Yachi before looking at the Vice principal. “I find that it is an invasion of privacy if you were to read y/n’s letter, especially in front of the class.” 

The Vice Principal stands there appalled. “Yamaguchi Tadashi. I have thought of you as a good and well behaved student. How dare you not only interrupt a classmate, but question my actions on what is right or wrong!” Before Yamaguchi could reply, the chair beside him slid. “Yamaguchi is right. It IS an invasion of privacy. I would suggest you leave y/n’s letters alone, and let this situation go. It is unnecessary and it is taking time from our academics.” Tsukishima speaks clearly, yet with his blunt tone.

The Vice Principal pauses in shock and confusion. “W- I- TSUKISHIMA KEI!” From the harsh call of his name, the blonde boy’s still unfazed. “OUT OF ALL STUDENTS-” The Vice Principal stops before crying furiously. “Y/N, YAMAGUCHI, HINATA, KAGEYAMA, YACHI, TSUKISHIMA! THE SIX OF YOU IN MY OFFICE AFTER CLASS!” He lets out before storming out of the class.

The six of you let out a sigh of relief before sitting back down, looking at each other giving a thumbs up.

-

The group of six students from Class-4 are seated in the Vice Principal’s office.

“And I don’t want any of you to leave! Not after you write me a 1,000 word apology for your atrocious behavior today!” He instructs as he sits back in his chair.

“Yamaguchi-kun” Yachi says quietly, catching the attention of the freckled boy sitting beside her. “T-thank you for saving me- us… twice today…” She thanks, blush spreading over her face. The boy nods before returning a soft smile. “It’s no worries, I-I’m always here to help.” He respond quietly, his heart skipping beats.

“Tsukki~” You call out to the blonde beside you. “Tsuuuuuuukki~” You call once again. The boy lets out an audible sigh before making eye contact with you. Your faces just inches apart. “You stood up for me today~” You gave a wide smile, before Tsukishima took the notebook he was writing on, pulling it up and between the two of you, using it to block your face from his. 

“Hey Kageyama” “Huh?” “You said you’re a setter? Can you set for me?!” Hinata whispers loudly to the blue-eyed boy. “Stupid! If we make it out alive here!” The Vice Principal lets out a hiss as the six freeze in their spot, making eye contact with each other before letting out a low chuckle.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading everyone! Again I sincerely apologize for the horrible HORRIBLE English and grammar and writing in general! Though I hope you enjoyed this chapter 🥺I’m still having a lil bit of a hard time figuring out how to use tags and label the chapters and genres, please bare with me for a little longer! Next chapter release date will be announced soon on the masterlist!!! Stay Safe and Healthy, until then!!! ILY ALL MWAH!💞

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