#you need to know I was at a table yesterday came home took a cold shower and then made this in a haze

[chikinan]

You're interrupting them. kofi | twt | insta in bio

#dorohedoro #shin dorohedoro #noi dorohedoro #drhdr #drhdr fanart #anime fanart #doodles #shinnoi #you need to know I was at a table yesterday came home took a cold shower and then made this in a haze #mati draws #also I really rawdogged the colors here sorry if it's messy

[creamhoodie]

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊ Bro Code ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊

synopsis: You and Reo are planning a surprise party for Nagi's birthday but he mistakenly thinks there is something going on between Reo and you and gets jealous. Warnings: 3,048 words, established friendship, angst, no overt smut but innuendos. Not rushed but finished and edited today because I got into it.

“Hey, I brought the snacks,” you said walking into Nagi’s dorm room. You had come over to spend time with him and Reo and it had been your turn to bring over refreshments.

“Hey,” Nagi said, turning around from where he sat on the couch playing his PS4 and shooting you a grin. “Nice, you got the cheese ruffles I wanted.”

You sat next to him and opened the bag  and promptly began to feed him chip by chip in the way you always did since you know he hated getting his fingers dirty while gaming.

“Where’s Reo?” You asked not having spotted your other best friend when you had entered.

“He should be here soon,” Nagi said, biting the next chip but instead, this time he accidentally over estimated and ended up with your fingers in his mouth as well. 

You blushed as your fingers lingered there for a second before removing them while he mumbled a “sorry” while chewing. 

Okay so maybe you were crushing on Nagi and had been for a while now and as a result Reo who of course knew this had started arriving later to your hang outs in order to give you alone time; but it’s not like Nagi needed to know that. Just like he didn’t need to know about the birthday party you and Reo were planning for him and had been planning for a few weeks now. 

“Hey sorry I’m late,” Reo said entering the room and holding a pack of donuts. 

“Reo I told you it wasn’t your turn for snacks,” You said as he plopped down alongside you on the couch. 

“Hey I’m not complaining,” Nagi said, placing his controller down now to grab a donut. You hoped it wasn’t due to the awkwardness caused by having your fingers in his mouth. 

“Hey you forgot this at my place yesterday,” Reo said to you handing you your scrunchie as he took it out of his hair undoing his ponytail and placed it on your lap. 

You felt Nagi stiffen beside you at his words. 

“Oh thanks Reo,” you replied. You wished he hadn’t said that because you were at his place yesterday planning the decorations for Nagi’s surprise birthday party and the last thing you needed was any suspicion. 

“You two hung out yesterday?” Nagi asked, his voice tight as he placed the donut down on the coffee table in front of the couch and continued to play his game. 

“Um yeah Reo just-“

“She just came over to get some of my mom’s unwanted things I let her have,” Reo finished for you with a perfectly believable excuse. He was rich and his mom surely would have branded items you’d want if she rejected.

“Oh. Cool,” Nagi said in a monotone voice. 

You exchanged a look with Reo who mouthed “sorry.”

Luckily the moment didn’t last long as Reo noticed Nagi was playing a new game that had recently come out and he asked if he could play too. 

The rest of the night was spent with the three of you playing games and you occasionally watching videos on your phone. When it was time to go Reo said he was dipping out early because he had a few errands to run on his way home, some of which you knew included the surprise party. 

“You’ll be okay going home on the sub this late?” Nagi asked as he walked you to his front door. 

“I can manage,” you replied though when he was this close the height difference between the two of you always made you blush. He ran a hand through his hair. 

“Really because I don’t like the idea of you being alone out there,” he said leaning against the door frame. 

“It’s okay it’s really not that far at all, it's like a ten minute ride,” you said.

“Alright but take this,” he said, taking off his cream colored hoodie, his white shirt underneath riding up to show a little of his abs, as he handed it to you. “I don’t want you to be cold. I know subs feel colder at night.” 

You took it from him and put it on, breathing in his ocean breeze scent. 

“Thanks Sei,” you said. 

“Goodnight,” he said, eyes lingering on you.

“Goodnight Sei.” 

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“Sorry again about yesterday,” Reo said. 

The two of you were sitting on his bed, iPads in hand coordinating the finishing touches to Nagi’s birthday party that would be happening this weekend on a shared google doc. 

“It’s fine I’m just glad Sei bought the excuse,” you said as you overlooked the details for catering. “We have sushi, pizza, and an ice cream truck. You think we’ll have enough food?” you joked. 

“We’ll have more than enough but I’m starting to think we should get a pretzel truck too,” Reo answered.

“You spoil him so much,” you said laughing.

“Says the one who feeds him,” Reo retorted, making you both laugh. 

This is how the past few weeks had been spent with Reo bonding over your shared love of the white haired striker. The two of you had to be strategic about it though so Nagi wouldn’t get suspicious. As a result the two of you tended to meet late on school nights when Nagi could be found at his dorm gaming. 

“You really like him don’t you?” Reo asked, bringing your attention back on him. You felt your face heat up.

“I don’t know how you picked up on it. I thought I hid it well,” you said. That made him laugh.

“The two of you are so obvious to everyone but each other I mean you’re always flirting!” He said. 

You shook your head.

“I can’t tell with Sei. Either way I love being his friend so it doesn’t matter,” you said trying to console yourself.

“You should tell him how you feel,” Reo said. You shook your head.

“Wouldn’t wanna make it awkward and ruin our friendship if anything.” 

You went back to the iPad and went over to the  guest invitation list. Reo was rich enough to want to invite the whole school but you were pragmatic enough to reel him in and say that Nagi would prefer just the soccer team as those were the only people he got along with. You laid down on your stomach resting your chin on Reo’s lap from where he was still sitting on the bed with his legs outstretched. 

“Are you sure we should keep the guests to only the soccer team?” Reo asked, starting again with the same debate. 

You looked up at him. 

“You just want an excuse to spend more money,” you said, rolling your eyes at his wealth. 

“True but it is a celebration after all,” Reo replied. 

You rolled your eyes again and opened your mouth to remind him of your reasoning for the guest lists when his bedroom door opened and there stood Nagi. 

“Hey Reo. You never responded to my text. I came over to borrow your mouse. Mine is being stupid and I’m playing comp-“ his words fell off as he saw the way the two of you were with your chin in Reo’s lap and faces like the two of you got caught.

You and Reo both jumped off the bed as  straightened yourselves up, each making sure to turn off the iPads. 

“Yeah you can use my mouse,” Reo said walking over to his desk and starting to unhook it from his set up. 

Nagi’s eyes went back and forth between the two of you. 

“What’s going on between the two of you?” He asked his tone the same monotone you were used to but with an edge.

“What do you mean? Nothing, man. Here,” Reo said, handing him the mouse but that seemed long forgotten by now. 

“Bullshit. You two have been hanging out a lot lately without me and without me knowing. I know something is going on,” Nagi said, sounding more overtly upset now. 

“Nagi you’re being ridiculous-“ Reo said but Nagi shoved him a little causing the mouse to clatter to the floor and making you jump.

“No you’re being ridiculous. I told you I like her. Does ‘bro code’ not mean anything to you?” Nagi said, his voice increasingly rising in volume. 

“Sei stop it’s okay it’s not like that,” you protested, too stunned to even relish in his confession. 

He turned to look at you now, towering over you. 

“I thought you liked me. You’re always flirting with me and touching me and come to find out you’re just messing around with my best friend,” he said, his voice only full of hurt now and not anger.

“Sei I do like you it’s just a misunderstanding,” you said but you couldn’t think of an excuse to come up with without revealing the surprise.

“Save it. I’m gonna go. I don’t wanna intrude on the two of you,” Nagi said and promptly left. You tried to chase after him but his strides were too fast and what could you even say? 

You stood there at the entrance of Reo’s bedroom stunned.

“Is that confirmation enough that he likes you?” Reo said wryly with concerned eyes. 

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Neither you nor Reo had heard from Nagi for a few days which was unusual to say the least. Reo said Nagi wasn’t going to his soccer practice and his online status was set to offline. 

The both of you had sent him text messages but it was a futile attempt as he didn’t answer and read receipts were turned off so there was no way to confirm delivery.

Luckily most of the preparations for the surprise party were in order but now there was the problem of whether there’d even be a party given Nagi being a no show.

The days were bleak and mixed together and at night you kept thinking of Nagi’s words of how he liked you and had even told Reo. You felt bad that he thought something was going on between you and Reo. Sure, Reo was handsome and okay maybe you had fantasized about what it would be like to have them both at the same time but that was only once when you had first met them and been in awe of how attractive they both were. 

Your heart soon settled on Nagi because your personalities complemented each other and as a result you saw no one else romantically besides him. 

You were currently walking around the campus thinking of ways to speak to Nagi. Reo had advised that it would be best if you spoke to him because he would be less mad and that if you simply told him your feelings everything would be cleared up. 

That was easier said than done, you thought.

 As you walked past the soccer stadium you saw Nagi running laps in his uniform alone, a lone soccer ball nearby as well. Before you could chicken out you called his name “Sei!” and when he spotted you he sighed and stopped, heading back to the hallway where the locker rooms would be. Despite your better judgment you made your way into the stadium and down the stairs to follow him. 

It was Seishiro after all, even though he was mad you knew he couldn’t ignore you if you confronted him in person and you didn’t know when you’d next get the chance to see him in person again since he wouldn’t answer his phone. 

“You can’t be in here!” Nagi said, stunned as he turned around, shirt off as he had been caught mid changing and looked down  at you in front of him. 

“Is anyone else here?” you asked, glancing around but the locker room seemed empty. It wasn’t the day they’d typically practice anyways. 

“Reo isn’t here if that’s what you were wondering,” he said sarcastically. 

“Sei stop with that. I already told you it’s just a misunderstanding. I don’t like Reo like that. I like you,” you said trying to ignore how your face flushed at having said the words to him outloud. You were also shy about the fact that he was shirtless, his lean muscle and abs in full view. 

“Funny way of showing it, sneaking around with Reo and all,” he said. 

“We weren’t sneaking around,” you said exasperated that he didn’t believe you.

“Right. So why were you leaving your things at his house and having your face in his lap?” Nagi asked, his voice tight. He was so close to you already but as he interrogated you he moved closer and you stumbled placing your hands on his chest to stabilize yourself. 

The two of you were staring at each other and before you knew it his lips came down on yours and your mouth opened underneath his in response letting his tongue intertwine with yours. On their own your legs went around his waist and his hands went down to cup your ass holding you as he turned you around so your back would be pressing against the lockers as the two of you kept kissing.

His hands felt cold against the flesh of your bare ass that he had easy access to thanks to the mini skirt you wore and it caused you to moan into his mouth. 

Your own hands went to his hair, gripping his soft white locks as you felt his clothed erection press against you. 

When you came up for air his lips just moved to your neck placing white hot kisses there and you moaned his name: “Sei…”

You felt like you were seeing stars and a part of you wanted him to take you then and there but his water bottle knocking over made the two of you jump in fear of another person having come into the room. The two of you remained positioned like that with your legs around him, propped up by him and your back against the locker room. 

“Can Reo do that?” Nagi teased darkly, his gray eyes predatory in a way you hadn’t ever seen except on the field. 

“I wouldn’t know. I’m telling you the truth there’s nothing between us,” you said, still catching your breath. 

“It doesn’t matter. With the way you respond to me I’d reckon you’re mine now,” he said before kissing you again slowly. All too soon he pulled away again and you whined wanting more. “Why have you been spending so much time with him then?” 

Breathless, you didn’t care anymore about keeping the party secret, you just wanted to be able to relish in his touch and embrace you had been yearning for for so long.

“Reo and I have been planning a surprise birthday party for you,” you confessed. You watched as his eyes seemed to gain a sort of clarity, the dark clouds of gray settling and returning to their usual clear level headed self.

“Oh. I guess that makes sense. I forgot about my birthday actually,” he said shrugging.  He pressed his forehead against yours and his cool mint breath was on your face. “I really like you, you know.”

“Really? I couldn’t tell,” you joked stroking his hair. 

“Shut up. How could I not like you? You’re funny and gorgeous and you’re always looking at me with those eyes,” he said emphasizing the last two words. 

“What eyes?” You asked curiously. 

“Those eyes,” he said, “the ones that made me makeout with what I thought was my best friend’s girlfriend in the locker room. You’re always looking at me like you’re begging for me to ruin you.” 

His words sent a jolt of heat in between your legs.

“Sei,” you said with a cautionary tone to remind him that there was still the possibility of being walked in on. 

“What? It’s true. You’re so fucking hot, Reo thinks so too but I called dibs on you. You’re mine,” he said, giving you a quick peck on the lips before adding shyly, “that is if you wanna be with me.” 

“I wanna be yours Sei,” you said without hesitation and his lips came down on yours again. 

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“So this is what the two of you were planning?” Nagi asked as you held his hand and directed him to the soccer stadium where all his teammates were to cheer “happy birthday!” The food trucks that Reo had rented were there too, including all of the food options the two of you had discussed: pizza, sushi, ice cream, and enough pretzels to feed a village. The decorations of balloons and signs were plastered onto the bleachers. 

“Yeah you see we told you, man,” Reo said. 

The two of them had made peace in typical guy fashion with Nagi stating a simple apology and that he had gotten the facts wrong and Reo telling him to not worry about it after which the two had gone on about their business and fell into their old habit of playing video games together as if nothing had happened. 

“Oh and we can’t forget about the cake either,” you said motioning to it on the table that you and Reo had set up earlier. 

You and Reo and the guests sang happy birthday to him and all the while his eyes were on you.

Afterwards when the cake was served Nagi asked that you feed it to him and of course you obliged except this time when your fingers lingered in his mouth he held them there and kissed the tips licking the frosting off. 

“I still can’t believe the two of you are an actual couple now. I was thinking it was never gonna happen,” Reo said. 

“Well I guess it’s a good thing the whole misunderstanding happened,” you replied. 

“Still does that mean you guys are gonna be making out and doing couple things?” Reo groaned as Nagi again licked your fingers.

“Don’t act like you wouldn’t wanna watch,” Nagi teased but Reo was quiet and his face flushed red in a way you knew all too well. Nagi leaned in to kiss you again but before he did he added to Reo “maybe if you’re good we’ll let you,” causing another jolt of heat in between your legs, shamefully liking the idea.

#nagi seishiro x reader #nagi x reader #seishiro nagi x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk x you #reo mikage #reonagi

[harlowsbby]

Love Lost 💘

Requested, just a little angst during all this fluff what about Jack forgetting it was Valentine’s Day and the reader giving him the silent treatment.

“She isn’t talking to me it’s been about four hours already and I miss her.” Jack whined into the phone as Maggie laughed.

“What did you do to her this time? You know Y/N doesn’t just act that way to act that way Jack.” Maggie defended you causing Jack to roll his eyes luckily she couldn’t see.

“I didn’t do anything mom!” He defended himself. “Oh trust me knowing you, you did something to irritate her so just tell me what happened so I can try and help you once again.” She mumbled.

Jack sighed. “Well it all happened when I came home last night from hanging out with the guys.”

flashback.

“I’ll see you guys later.” Jack laughed as he hopped out the car. “Alright I’ll see you later Jack.” Ace said and the rest of the guys waved bye to Jack.

Jack shut the car door and made his way into your shared house when he opened the door he was surprised to see you still sitting there but he was even more surprised to see candles that were lite were now blown out.

There were several heart shaped balloons hanging from the ceiling and rose petal were scattered everywhere.

Takeout that he assumed was now cold was still at the table along with a gift bag, he furrowed his eyebrows together.

“Babe? What is all this.” He asked as he made his way over to you.

You rolled your eyes and stood up and made your way into the kitchen to get a glass of water Jack was even more confused now considering you didn’t even acknowledge the fact that he was home and talking to you.

You were beyond upset with Jack you couldn’t believe he forgot that it was Valentine’s Day. You both decided to spend the day inside and watch romantic little movies and cuddle by the fire all night long.

That’s why you decorated the apartment to surprise him this time around since he was always the one doing the surprising.

When you had woke up that morning you were a bit bumped out that he wasn’t next to you but you did receive a text from him stating that he’d be at the studio and that he’d see you later on that night.

At the time you assumed he still remembered that it was Valentine’s Day and you didn’t get your hopes up. But as you finished getting and put on a very pricy lingerie set and ordered take out and lite all the candles and sat in the living room till it was about eleven at night.

That’s when you noticed he forgot what today was you were upset and hurt and you had every right to feel that way.

“So you’re just not going to talk me or what are we doing?” He asked and watched you with intense eyes as you took a sip of your water.

You placed the glass into the sink and walked passed him and made your way upstairs Jack frowned and shrugged his shoulders it wasn’t until he heard the slam of the door that he knew you were upset about something.

flashback over.

“Jack.” Maggie sighed heavily and shook her head in annoyance. “Do you remember what yesterday was?” She asked him.

“Uh it was the fourteenth.” Maggie nodded her in head in encouragement. “The fourteenth of what though honey?”

Jack shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know mom I really don’t.” Clay that was next to Maggie sighed in annoyance.

“Are you slow or what? Yesterday was Valentine’s Day and she’s upset over the fact that you forgot you idiot.” Jack’s jaw immediately flew open when he realized he forgot what yesterday was.

It was all adding up and making sense now that’s why you weren’t talking to him and giving him the silent treatment because he forgot about Valentine’s Day.

It was so caught up in the studio trying his hardest to get this album done for his fans and just for himself so he’d have more time to spend with you. He felt like absolute shit he felt even worse that you went out of your way to decorate just for him.

“I need to fix this.” He said. “Yeah you do son and you need to fix it soon.” Maggie said.

“I hope she breaks up with his ass.” Clay mumbled in the background but Jack heard him loud and clear.

“What is this pick on Jack day?” Clay laughed. “Hey all I’m saying is if I was your girl I would’ve cursed you out, bleached your clothes, embarrassed you online and-.” He was cut off by Jack.

“Yeah you need to stop watching all those reality tv shows with Y/N. I’ll call you guys later I need to find a way to get Y/N to talk to me.” Maggie wished her son well and good luck before hanging up.

When Maggie hung up the phone Jack immediately got to work. He went into the storage closet where you kept all of your old decorations for different holidays.

He looked around trying to find the bin labeled Valentine’s Day he mentally high-fived himself when he found it, he pulled it out and lifted it up and carried it to the kitchen.

He pulled out a banner that was made out of red hearts and hung it above the kitchen sink, he took the red heart shaped balloons you had got yesterday and put them in the middle of the kitchen table.

He had texted Ace who only lived down the street if he could run to the store for him and get a stuffed animal and chocolate covered strawberries.

When Ace was done at the store he dropped off the strawberries to Jack and the animal and Jack put them in the middle of the kitchen table as well.

He stood back and looked at everything even though he knew it would take more than just a few decorations for you to forgive him he figured trying was better than not trying.

“Jack.” You sighed and made your way downstairs you felt terrible for ignoring him last night you knew it was childish and petty and you were working on communicating your feelings.

“I’m downstairs in the kitchen!” He yelled. Your stomach turned the closer you got the kitchen it was something that happened when you were anxious or nervous.

“I’m sorry about last night but I was upset because you forgot that yesterday was- oh?” You stopped mid sentence upon entering the kitchen.

“What is all this?” You whispered and looked at all the decorations. “You made these?” You asked him as you referred to the heart shaped cookies and the heart shaped donuts.

“No.” He laughed out nervously. “You know I can’t bake baby I had Ace run to the store for me.” He admitted.

“Oh it’s cute.” You told him and looked around the room and stood there awkwardly. “Look baby.” He started off.

“I’m so fucking sorry I forgot about yesterday I was just so caught up in the studio and I completely forgot it was even Valentine’s Day.” He began to apologize.

“I feel like such an asshole and I completely understand if you want to break up with me and pour bleach on my clothes and pop all three of my tires because from what I heard if you pop all four insurance won’t pay for the damage.” He rambled.

“What?” You laughed and shook your head at him. “What?” He asked. “Who in the world told you about all of that?” You giggled.

“Clay.” He said with a small smile. “I was very upset with you and I still am a little bit but you did try your best to make it up to me and I forgive you for that.” You stated.

“I still feel terrible baby.” He expressed with a frown. You made your way to him and Jack immediately wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head on top of your head.

“I know a few ways you can make it up to me.” You said and Jack pulled away. “Oh really?” He wiggled his eyebrows.

“Not in that type of way though.” You smirked.

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“I’m sorry but in my eyes Cady is definitely the villain in mean girls.” Clay said as he took a few bites of pizza.

“What? No way that’s definitely Regina I mean she has a whole burn book dedicated to almost everyone in the school!” You told him.

“Yeah but I mean Cady gave her those bars to gain weight and was doing to most to get her caught by Aaron.” You rolled your eyes at Clay.

“Are you thirsty?” You asked him and he nodded his head. “I can use a drink.” You grabbed the little bell Jack had bought for you and rang it.

Within a few minutes Jack came around the corner in a full suit with a towel hanging around his arm and the other hand he was balancing a tray.

Clay watched in amusement as his older brother was dressed as well a butler.

“Yes baby?” He said. “Clay and I would love a drink do you think you can get us something?” You smirked as he rolled his eyes. “Of course I can.” He grumbled and walked back into the kitchen.

“Why is he dressed like that? And why is he acting like that?” He asked when Jack was out of earshot. “Well it’s his way of showing me that he’s sorry for what he did.” You explained to him.

“He has to be my little butler for the next twenty four hours.” You smirked and Jack reappeared with two drinks.

“Here you go.” He said and handed you both your glasses. “Babe, am I almost done doing this? I wanna watch the movie too.” He groaned.

“No you still have like twelve hours or so but I supposed you can watch the rest of the movie.” He smiled and went to sit next to you on the couch.

“Oh you’re gonna have to watch it from the floor.” He furrowed his eyebrows. “Why?”

“I want a foot massage so you gotta be on the floor.” Clay covered his mouth to stop himself from laughing but he couldn’t help it as Jack’s jaw dropped.

“That is insane even for you.” You sighed happily. “I know but get to rubbing they aren’t going to rub themselves.” You handed him the lotion and he got to work.

Even though Jack wasn’t exactly too thrilled to be doing all of this he was just grateful that you were both back on good terms.

#jack harlow #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow x you

[valeriele3]

Hiii, I saw your post about reopening requests and I was wondering if you could do Rook Hunt x Reader when the reader gets sick? (Like maybe from the flu or a cold but nothing life threatening)

Rook Hunt x GN!Reader

I apologize for the massive ooc T-T I don't know how Rook speaks

"Trickster, you need to rest."

"I refuse."

"This isn't a matter you can refuse. You're ill; you need absolute rest."

"But I'm perfectly fine, Rook! See, I can move around like normal." You move your arms around as if to show that you're functioning like normal.

"Non!" he says sternly.

And.. now you're here.

Stuck in bed.

Missing your classes

All because that damn hunter kidnapped you and locked you in here.

"Make sure to drink your medicine, drink a lot of water, and most importantly, rest. I'll come back to check on you when time allows me to."

Normally, you wouldn't mind missing a day or two

since you could always ask your friends for notes and the lessons weren't that hard. You could always easily catch up.

But here, in Twisted Wonderland, you couldn't afford to even miss a single class.

Sure, some classes are fundamentally the same as the ones in your world, but at the same time, they are so different.

Your friends who're in the same class as you aren't much help either.

Sure, you can probably ask someone else for help, like Riddle, for example; he'll do an excellent job at making sure you're caught up with everything, but he's strict. Way too strict for your liking.

You're practically stuck in your own "home" until a certain 3rd year student who likes stalking people comes to "free" you.

All you can do for now is wait..

"Have you drank your medicine?"

"Yes"

"Water?"

"Yes"

"Rest?"

"..Yes..?"

He looks at you in disapproval.

"And here I thought I told you to rest properly."

"But I did! I even took a nap!"

"And how long exactly?"

"Ten minutes!"

He sighs, "C'mere." Reluctantly, you went closer to the man.

He places his hand on your forehead, checking your temperature.

"Oh my, you're burning up! Come, lay down." Hurriedly, he forces you to your bed to lay down.

"Stay there"

"I'll make some soup for you."

While waiting, you can gradually smell the soup coming together.

You can feel yourself drifting to sleep.

The stress and tiredness that have been accumulating seem to have finally hit you.

By the time his footsteps were within hearing distance, you were already in a deep sleep.

Creak

Step

Step

The footsteps halt. He looks down at you and places the tray carrying your food and medicine on the bedside table.

Slowly, cautiously, as if afraid any kind of movement or sound might wake you

He leans down and presses a chaste kiss on your forehead.

'Sleep tight, Mon Ange. I'll be here the whole time you need me.

By the time you woke up, it was already the next day.

Your fever is now long gone.

It amazes you how quickly it went away. It just took one day. It makes you wonder what the people here put in their medicine for it to work so effectively.

Hearing a noise from below, you get up from your bed.

Slowly, you go down the stairs, making sure that the wood doesn't creak as you do so.

You grab your trusty broom and head towards the source of the noise: the kitchen.

You prepare to hit the intruder when suddenly your broom is knocked out of your hands and you are put in a headlock.

"Oh?"

'ROOK!?' You scream internally.

Rook immediately lets go and apologizes. "I sincerely apologize; my body had reacted before I could even think."

"It's..Cough..Alright, cough what're you even doing here anyway?"

"Hm? Do you not remember? I came by yesterday to take care of you."

You try to recall the events that transpired yesterday.

Albeit it's a bit blurry, you now do remember Rook coming by.

"Ah, right, right, you did."

"I'm surprised you haven't left yet, Rook."

"How could I simply leave behind someone who is obviously not in their perfect state?" he says, a bit overdramatically.

Pausing on his words as if remembering something, he says

"Ah, the food. Go sit down; it's almost finished cooking."

As the first light of dawn filtered through the sheer curtains, the cozy breakfast nook was bathed in a warm, golden glow.

Just you, him, and the light that passes through the window, casting a warm and comforting atmosphere

The scene is serene.

You don't know what it is, but, for some reason, you don't want this to end.

You wish to stay in this serenity a bit longer, hoping that time will pause for even a second more to enjoy the scene you have before you.

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[xcaptain-winterx]

Gingerbread cookies

football player!Bucky Barnes x reader

summary: Your helpful football player decorates the gingerbread cookies for you while you sleep. Only problem is that your boyfriend has a better idea.

warnings: fluff, Bucky being a good boyfriend, Bucky being a horny boyfriend, cum, nsfw 18+, Alpine, pussy eating

a/n: English is not my first language, meaning you will probably find a lot of misspelling etc.. This is a fic for “Vee's holly jolly challenge” @sstan-hoe with the prompt “Before we go out…pull up that skirt real quick, baby”. Hope you like it and I hope you all have a great Christmas❤️🎄

Main Masterlist Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Bucky is walking out of the changing room, pulling his jacket tighter around him as the cold wind slaps him. He was supposed to have football practice until 5pm, but the sudden change of weather made them end earlier today. This decision was good because 10 minutes later the wind got brutal. Bucky makes his way back to his apartment, wanting to be back in the warmth as soon as possible. His phone starts to ring midway through his walk back home and he struggles for a second to get his phone out before finally managing to pull his phone out of the deeps of his pocket. A smile spreads out on his face as he sees that you are calling him.

“Hey, doll” Bucky says happily.

“Hey, baby” you say, sounding equally as happy. “I already assumed practice was going to end earlier today. How was it?”.

“It was good. I beat Steve today” he says proudly, remembering how defeated Steve looked as his best friend threw him across the field.

“Wow, that’s amazing, baby! Guess you deserve something special then, huh?”. Bucky bites his lap as he thinks about what you gave him last time you were proud of him, or more like what you did.

“I will be home in two minutes” Bucky says, speed walking down the streets and taking a shortcut. Just as Bucky is about to bring up a wish, including you in only his jersey, a noise in the background gathers his attention.

“What is that, doll?”.

“So” you begin “I actually called you because I wanted to ask you if you could make a quick stop at the supermarket and get some frosting”.

“Sure” Bucky immediately says and walks back in the other direction. “For what?”.

“Today is Yelena’s birthday and I want to make gingerbread cookies, but I ran out of frosting halfway. I still need to decorate twenty more cookies”. Bucky remembers the party. How couldn’t he? The whole football team is going and many more. Yelena and you know each other since you were about five and went together to the same schools. Meanwhile her sister Natasha was in Russia for some years.

“I thought we had enough frosting” Bucky says, remembering how went grocery shopping last week and even got more frosting than necessary.

“I thought so too, but we used quite a lot of frosting last night as we drunkenly built our gingerbread house” you say, while putting the last dozen of cookies in the oven.

Your parents came by yesterday morning before flying to England for the holidays and gifted you two some wine as an early Christmas present. Of course you two had to taste it, so you put on some nice music while Bucky lit the fireplace and then cuddled up to on the couch and opened the bottle. In no time the bottle was empty and you two dancing to Christmas music before Bucky had the brilliant idea to build a gingerbread house together, remembering you two bought a set. After some failed attempts to put it together, you two finally managed to do it and were able to decorate it. At that point, you still had enough frosting, but you wanted to do more decorations, so you took some of the frosting what was meant for the cookies.

In the end, you didn’t even use the frosting for decorating. Well, not for decorating a gingerbread house. Bucky thought it would be fun to decorate your body on the table and slowly lick the sweet scream off your body.

But the gingerbread house still looks good.

Bucky smiles back at the memory, remembering how much you two had and not only in the dirty kind.

“And now you want your lovely boyfriend to bring you some more frosting? Don’t you think you already have enough cookies?”

“Well, my lovely boyfriend, I think you can never have enough cookies and I may even spare you some if you get me some frosting” you say sweetly, secretly knowing you already got him wrapped around your fingers.

Bucky acts like he’s thinking for a second before replying. “Ok, but I want you to decorate MY cookies, especially for me. I want to take them with me to practice and rub under the boy’s noses that my girlfriend makes me cookies with personal messages”.

“You just want one that says ‘best dick’ or ‘careful big thing in pants alert’” you say laughing, imagining how he will show those cookies to Steve and Sam.

“You know me so good, doll” he says, smiling into his phone. “Alright, I will get you something, so you can finish decorating your cookies”.

“I love you, baby. Thank you so much. I will make you some hot chocolate, so you have something warm when you come home”.

“You are too good to me, doll. I love you” he says before saying goodbye. A wide grin appears on his face, while hanging up and putting his phone away. Instead of continuing his way to the supermarket, he turns around again and walks to their apartment.

Bucky wipes his snowy shoes on the doormat. He was almost home as it started snowing hard. Good, that the birthday party is inside.

He unlocks the door, and immediately a wave of warmness and the smell of fresh gingerbread hits him. He steps inside and is immediately greeted by your arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. Bucky kisses you back, dropping his bag to lift you up, but before he can, you pull away from him.

“I’m so happy to see you, baby. Did you bring the frosting? The cookies are almost done” you run back to the kitchen, leaving him at the door. A soft white fur ball comes out of the bedroom upon hearing the front door open.

“Hey, Alpine” Bucky says as his little baby purrs against his legs, “I missed you too, girl”. He picks her up after removing his shoes, jacket and letting his bag drop on the small bench in the entryway. In the kitchen, he sees how productive you have been. On the counter are two batches with finished cookies, two with unfinished ones, and another batch is in the oven.

“Doll, how about you rest a bit and then get ready for the party while I finish the cookies? You need some rest” he walks closer, seeing how tired you are.

“But the cookies-“.

“I will get them out when they are done and put the frosting on them” Bucky says, giving you Alpine, who happily snuggles closer into the arms of her favorite human.

“James, you don’t have to do that. You just came home from practice and I already made you get the frosting. You don’t need to do more” you say as he leads you to your bedroom. Alpine jumps out of your arms as Bucky pulls back the blanket for you to lie down. She stretches before getting comfortable again in the warm bed she slept in before Bucky arrived. Alpine meows, waiting for you to join her.

Bucky picks you up bridal style, making you laugh. “What kind of boyfriend would I be if I made the love of my life overwork herself while I’m still full of energy” he says, laying you down on the bed and pulling the blanket tightly over you. Bucky chuckles as Alpine pops her head out from under the blanket.

“I love you, you know” you say and snuggle more into the warmth of the blanket.

“I know” Bucky grins before giving you a kiss, while murmuring a soft good night against your lips. He closes the door after walking out.

Once outside, he fist bumps the air. He can finally start with his plan. Bucky waits till the cookies are out of the oven before getting a big bowl and walking with it to the bathroom. A big grin is on his face as he closes the door.

“Merry fucking Christmas, doll”.

After you wake up and cuddled Alpine for another five minutes because your little baby wouldn’t stop complaining, you start to get ready for the party. Fixing your makeup in the mirror, you spot Alpine scratching the closed door. With a sigh, you walk over to her.

“No no no, baby. No, scratching the door!” you say and open the door, making her dash out and into the kitchen. You walk out after her, spotting your boyfriend leaning on the counter. Bucky lets out a hey as Alpine scratches his sweatpants and pushes her away with his foot.

When he turns his head around, he sees you standing there in a red dress. “Well, hello there, doll. Don’t you look pretty” he says, not moving from his spot, but giving you flirty smirk. You blush at his comment and walk over to him, noticing all the cookies decorated, though it’s a bit messy, and the frosting looks a bit too thin.

“Thank you for decorating them” you kiss his cheek “They look amazing”. It’s not a lie. You think they are pretty, even if they aren’t decorated the best.

Bucky smiles before he reaches for a cookie and holds it up to you, grinning. “Want a taste?”.

You nod and open your mouth for Bucky to put it in your mouth. You then take a big bite out of the cookie, not seeing how Bucky bites his lip.

The cookie doesn’t taste like you thought it would. Instead of being fully sweet, it’s more salty. At first, you think you added salt instead of sugar before you realize that it’s not the cookie that is salty. It doesn’t take a second for you to know what it is. You look at Bucky, seeing him with a seductive grin.

“You put your cum on the cookies!” you say with big eyes, staring at him with a shocked expression.

Bucky nods, looking so proud. He spent a long time in the bathroom until the bowl was full of his hot cum.

“Why?!” you ask, not believing that your boyfriend really did that. “They are for the party, baby!”

“And there are still enough. You baked so many before I even got here that had frosting on them” he replies and pulls you closer with his arm. “You said I can have some-“.

“But not so many!”

“There are still enough, doll” he kisses your cheek. “I made these extra for you”.

“Bucky, I can’t eat cum covered cookies, even if it’s yours” you say to which he only chuckles.

“You still ate this one though” he bites your neck “I know you like it”. At that, you blush and you two know he’s right. Bucky covers your neck in kisses.

“You are insane, Mr Barnes” you chuckle as Bucky purposely tickles you with his long stubbles.

“Insane in love with you” he looks in your eyes. “You know, I passed out three times for this shit. I’m surprised you didn’t hear me fall”.

You stare at him. “You passed out”.

“As I said, I’m insane in love with you”

“Aren’t you exhausted?” you ask, only now getting why he has to lean against the counter.

“A bit, but you know what I’m still able to do?”

“What?” you ask him as he lets go of you.

“Before we go out…pull up that skirt real quick, baby” he says. You bite your lip as you pull the front of your dress up. A soft moan leaves your lips as Bucky steps closer and runs his finger over your soaked panties.

“All this for me?”

“Yeah” you say with a shaky voice, watching as Bucky drops to his knees and moves your panties aside.

“Oh, doll, you are completely drenched. You really seem to like those cookies” Bucky says in a cocky voice. Before you can say something, he gives your pussy a lick, making you shut up. He picks you up effortlessly and sits you down on the free counter. Before he dives his face back to your pussy, he chases after Alpine and locks her in the bedroom, receiving some scratches while doing that, whispering under his breath how he is going to cut her nails.

Once back, he lays you down and removes your panties, stuffing them in his pockets and ignoring your hey.

“For later, doll” he says before lifting your legs on his shoulders. Bucky kisses down your leg until he finally reaches your pussy. He can see your slick and can feel himself get hard again. He perhaps passed out three times, but he will always be able to get hard for you.

“It’s only fair that I make you pass out now too” he says before finally starting to eat you out.

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[twinklelilstarkey]

Man Flu - Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Words: 1.4k+ Type: Fluff Summary: You get Jake sick by accident, and, now, you have to live with the consequences. Warnings: No specified gender of the reader! Mentions of having a cold. Whiny Jake 💖

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You are the reason why Jake is sick. He came home from a mission not even a week ago, and you had just caught the flu right as he got home. You didn’t have any clear symptoms at first, so, obviously, you greeted your boyfriend as you normally would. Just two days later, you’re shivering, coughing, sneezing, and napping all over your shared home.

He took care of you during those days. You didn’t want to get him sick, so you offered to go sleep on the couch (which he declined, and he went to sleep there instead).

And even when the two of you had some distance between each other, there were times when it was inevitable. You two eat meals together, share a bathroom, share a room - where all your things are. God damn it, you two share a house. You could very much still pass him the flu.

And you did.

You had just felt much, much better yesterday. You didn’t feel tired or anything, and you didn’t even have any temperature close to a fever. You were almost cured. The two of you were ready to celebrate until… Jake coughed.

You can still remember vividly how he looked at you with widened eyes, his head was still turned to the side and his arm still close to his face. He looked at you for 20 seconds before saying:

“You just had to, didn’t you?”

The way you laughed at that even made him hold back a grin. And after all of your laughter, you made sure that he knew that there was a possibility of him being okay and not actually sick just because he coughed once. And, just like that, the two of you continued watching the movie on the TV.

During the night, you, a naturally light sleeper, heard Jake have coughing fits a few times. You heard him get up at one point to go have some water, but, every time you tried to go get him anything, he just told you to not worry and go back to sleep.

Today, the beautiful sun of a Sunday morning is shining through the windows of your home and the half-closed door of your bedroom. You are the first one to get up. Jake is sleeping on his stomach, head right in between his pillow and yours. You sit up on the bed and lay your hand carefully over his forehead, feeling the warmth against your palm.

You sigh, knowing that he must be sick, and cover him back with the sheets of the bed. He’s probably still going to sleep for another hour, so you decide to take a shower and start getting all of the medicine out of the drawer.

Almost as if you couldn’t be more right, you were in the kitchen when you heard Jake groan. You filled a tall glass with water and grabbed the pills he would need to take.

You walk into your bedroom, and Jake has now covered himself even further with the sheets on the bed. You lay everything down on the bedside table and quietly tell him to take everything. As you do it, you quickly go fetch him the blanket in the living room. The same one that warmed you up during your own cold.

Jake is finishing his cup of water when you get back in the room. He’s sitting on the side of the bed and trying to hide the way he’s shivering. It also isn’t helping that he went to bed in just boxers. You watch him as he gets up, and looks over at you.

“I hate this.” He simply whispers.

You offer him a sympathetic smile and hand him your blanket, which he gladly takes it from your hands and throws over his shoulders.

Jake isn’t very talkative when he first wakes up, less so when he’s sick, so, you just let him go take his shower and decide what warm clothes he’s getting into while you finish up with his breakfast.

When he appears in the kitchen, you almost have to smile. He’s leaning on the doorframe, has the thickest hoodie he owns on, a pair of sweatpants, your fluffy blanket over his shoulders, and the face of a dead man while he closes his eyes. 

Only after regaining his strength, he reopens them and walks over to you. Right as his arms are around you in a hug and his cheek is laying on the top of your head, you hear his voice once more.

“This is all your fault.”

You laugh against his chest and squeeze your arms around his torso. The two of you stay like that until your timer for the food goes off.

You push back a little and retreat your arms from around him. Jake doesn't even move an inch. Deep down, you know that there is no way that he’s letting you go any time soon. But you try it anyway.

You decide to try to walk around with Jake still very much glued to you, and you sigh as soon as it becomes impractical - the blanket close to the flame on the stove, type of impractical.

You push him back and force him to sit on one of the chairs from the kitchen’s small table. He lets you maneuver him all you want but, when he’s sitting down, his arms wrap around your hips and the back of your legs, and his head is laying right over your stomach.

You look over your shoulder at the food, just checking quickly if nothing is burning, and you run your fingers through Jake’s hair comfortingly.

He closes his eyes, absorbing all of the affection you’re obligated to give him since he’s sick, and pulls you in even closer to him. You take various looks at the stove while giving him all he wants, and, when it’s time to pull away, you lay a kiss over his hair.

After eating, Jake kept you company while you washed the dishes and, soon, fell back on the couch.

He groans at everything he does, and all you do is look at him since he has very much occupied all of the seating in your living room.

He pulls on your hand and makes you lay on top of him. You do just that and go ahead and turn on the TV. He holds you close as watches his favorite show, but, before he knows it, his eyes are closed and he’s back asleep.

Unknowingly, the two of you got this day out of the way and innocently thought that it truly would be the worst one. Nothing would’ve prepared you for what came next.

Not even a day later, Jake now drags himself up and down the hallway as he walks. He sleeps the whole afternoon and groans every time he awakens from his slumber. He complains every time he has to cough, sneeze or wipe his nose. He whines when he loses his sense of taste in the food, and, best of all, he complains when you aren’t there beside him. 

You thought it was cute at first. The way he wants you on the bed when he's feeling like taking a nap, or the way he would always lay his head on your thighs or your chest. Maybe even the way he hugs you every time you're standing and doing something else. It’s adorable when you think about it, but, it soon became your punishment.

Being with him all that time means hearing his constant whining, as well as having to live with his constant need to be glued to you. It was his way of punishing you for getting him sick and you knew it. There even was a time when he told you to wait outside of the bathroom while he went to pee. You swear to God that he looked you dead in the eye and said:

“Stay here.”

Also, there's this face he makes every single time he notices that you got off him while he slept on the couch. He grunts even louder when he wakes up. By the fourth day into this flu, you're ready to suffocate him with the pillow (lovingly, of course).

Jake, just like that, gets better and better by the day. Soon, he abandons the couch and comes to nap on outside chairs beside you on the porch. And you swear that he’s always turning away to smile when he whines out loud for you to get him something or do something to make him feel better. The little shit.

“You know, now that I think of it… this cold wasn’t that bad.” He concludes while you’re watching a movie on the couch.

You are so staying in the spare room the next time you get sick.

I'm sorry this is so quick and even a little vague - I wrote this before watching the movie and I just felt like it was good enough to post. Hope you enjoyed it <3

#jake seresin x reader #hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake 'hangman' seresin x reader #hangman #top gun: maverick #glen powell #jake 'hangman' seresin #top gun maverick imagine #top gun imagine #top gun maverick imagines #top gun imagines

[nattblacklupin]

Fierce protector

Pairing: Lord Devlon x fem!reader

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, illyrian soilders inappropriately touching reader (nothing too intense), fighting? (Not really, but still), kinda suggestive at the end but no smut

Summary: Lord Devlon protects his mate no matter what

Masterlist

Everyone in Windhaven was scared of Lord Devlon, one wrong move or word, and he will destroy you the next training. He was especially fierce about training the women in the camp, his mate helped him realise they could be good and useful fighters too. Now it takes one bad word about any woman in the camp, and you got it. Training or, in worst case, punishment that will surely teach everyone their place.

Today was one of these days, and Devlon wasn't letting them go easy today. They spoke too openly about his mate. They should be glad he didn't kill them. Just the thought of yesterday events was making him see red.

He was waiting for his mate to finish her shift in the pub. He told her uncountable times she didn't have to work and that he will take care of her, but she refused every time. Devlon wasn't happy about it, but if his mate wishes to work, he will have it and respect it. His mate matters to him the most and if he has to stay in her pub whole shift just to scare of drunk horny warriors then let it be like that, anything just too see her smile at the end of the day.

Today started as a normal night for both of them. Y/N made sure everyone got their drinks while he was making sure she is alright. The men can get quite handsy, which he totally won't tolerate, not with any woman and totally not with his mate.

"Hello pretty, could you please give us three shots?" One of the soilders yelled at you. He immediately turned to them. It's not something new that men compliment you. He himself does that nearly every day. But he was keeping eye on them. Young warriors often didn't know when to keep their mouth shut. Their table was close to Devlon, so no word that left they shameful mouth didn't miss him. He was still left with a cold mind. Let them fantasise. You would never even get close to them in that way.

You were used to drunk men, their words just pointless part in your night. Their order was quickly done, and you started walking to their table. On your way, you shot Devlon quick smile. You missed him - like it isn't only half an hour since you last kissed him.

Everything was going smoothly, and they didn't do anything stupid till you were leaving them to take care of other orders. One of them whistled and slapped your ass. In a second, his hand was grabbed by your mate, and the soilder was on the ground.

"You wanna try that again?" Devlon growed at him. How dares he touch his mate like that? Only he can do that. The illyrian soldier was nearly peeing his pants while begging for forgiveness. Devlon didn't see through his anger, all his instincts were screaming at him to protect mate and kill any potentional threat to her.

,,Devlon, love, let him go. You can punish him on the training tomorrow. But don't let him destroy the night today. " You knew how to calm down your husband. These little angry scenes were nearly on a daily routine. Devlon could control himself, just not when it came to you, his only weakness.

,,let's go home, love. " you said and took his hand to slowly lead him away from the soilder. He luckily did let go, and his hand went around your waist. ,,talk to my mate like that one more time, and I will literally kill you." He was dead serious when he said that ,,that goes for all of you."

You quickly nodded at your coworker so they knew you were leaving. Everyone was probably happy that you decided to leave sooner, and they didn't have to deal with their angry commander.

The moment you left the pub, you kissed him. The kiss was fast and heated. Nothing sweet about it, but at the moment, you knew that Devlon needed to calm himself somehow, with what you will gladly help him further at home. Your lips left his, and you looked up to smile at him.

,,my fierce protector."

#devlon x reader #acotar x reader #lord devlon x reader #devlon x y/n #lord devlon x y/n #acotar x y/n #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #lord devlon

[shoumeitsuki]

omg first post!1!1!11!

shu yamino x gn!reader

characters : shu yamino (extra characters : elira pendora, rosemi lovelock, mysta rias + luxiem)

warnings : shu yamino (it's a fluff btw)

summary : your classmate, shu, also one of your best friends for years now, and also your crush, asked you to meet him at the rooftop today when you both went out to study at a cafe.

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yesterday, shu asked you to come with him to a cafe that just recently opened in town to study. you had a physics test upcoming, so you agreed.

you made your way to the cafe where you guys agreed to meet. when you arrived, it seemed shu hadn't came yet, so you waited patiently outside the cafe.

"hey! there you are." a familiar boy with medium length brown hair and streaks of magenta and purple with his signature banana-shaped yellow ahoge (ahegao according to selen) called out to you.

"oh, hey shu!" you also greeted to him. "did you wait long? we should go inside. it's cold out." shu said, offering his hand. you took his hand and you both went inside the cafe.

"welcome to subara cafe! please have a seat. here's a menu, and when you're ready to order, please ring this bell." the waitress said, while giving 2 menus to shu & you.

you and shu sat down at a table for two near the window that has a view of the streets outside. it was the afternoon, so the streets were quite busy from parents picking up their children from school.

you two looked at the menu for a bit and picked what you wanted. then, you rang the bell to call for a waitress and placed your orders.

shu had ordered a blueberry cheesecake to try and some coffee, whilst you decided to order a matcha crepe cake and some black tea alongside it. (if you're allergic to black tea or the stuff in the matcha crepe cake you can change it)

while waiting for your orders, you decided to bring out some books and flashcards to study.

shu also had a physics exam since you both were in the same class, so you studied together. you asked eachother questions that might come up in the exam.

then, the food came. the presentation was really pretty, and you decided to take a picture of it. you also took a picture of shu's food.

you both dug in, and it was really good. the crepe cake was soft, and the matcha taste was strong but not too strong. the black tea also had lemon and honey, with a packet of sugar on the side of you wanted some. (you can also change this)

you both ate and shared your food. when you were done, you went right back to studying.

it was now 17:00 (5pm), when you both finished studying. you both packed up your stuff and got ready to bid eachother goodbye.

"hey! uh- could you maybe... meet me at the rooftop at school tomorrow at... 12:00 (12pm)..?" shu asked. "why?" you asked to shu. "i just needed to talk to you about something." shu explained, yet it didn't really answer your question. you just agreed and parted ways, going back home.

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it was now the next day, and also the first day of a new week, monday. since you live in the dorms, the university wasn't that far from you. it was walking distance.

last night, you thought about why shu asked you to go to the rooftop today, but just ended up sleeping thinking that you're overthinking it.

"hey! good morning!" your roommate, rosemi greeted. "oh, good morning rosemi." you greeted back. "where's elira?" you asked to rosemi. she was usually the one up first. rosemi just shrugged. "maybe she went to university early for some matters. you know she's part of the council." rosemi said. "maybe." you said, before going to the bathroom to get ready.

you showered, brushed your teeth, and had breakfast. you rechecked your bag and then made your way to the living room of the dorm. rosemi was ready, too, so you both went to the university together, but this time without elira.

as you got to the gate, you found shu hanging out with luxiem. you heard that mysta had to go overseas as his mother was a famous detective that had to solve a case in france, he also had to go there, but temporarily of course. luxiem was definitely gonna miss him, but they knew he was definitely gonna come back soon.

since you and rosemi were unfortunately not classmates, you had to separate ways. you made your way to your classroom, 2-A and went inside to go to your seat.

your seat was fortunately by the window, so you got to see the outside of the university. since your classroom was far inside the building, you could see behind the building.

since the university was at a place near the forest, the surroundings were of trees and nature. it was gorgeous, and you would definitely miss this view whenever you got stressed and needed a distraction during class.

you decided to make little doodles on a sheet of paper, look out the window, talking to your classmates, and read about physics again for around 20 minutes until the bell rang.

the first subject was physics, so the exam was brought early in the morning. you absolutely hate physics, but somehow decent at it.

the physics exam wasn't that hard, and you finished it in 30 minutes. you rechecked again for around 3 times to make sure and you had 15 minutes to spare.

you just looked out the window most of the time. when the time was over, you turned in your exam papers and sat down again.

the next classes were quite boring as you pondered about what shu wanted to talk about later.

when lunch arrived, you quickly ate your lunch since it started on 11:45 and made it to the rooftop just in time.

you looked around for a certain brown haired boy and found him looking down at the view of the streets. when he heard footsteps, he looked behind him.

"oh! there you are." shu exclaimed. "hey, shu! what did you wanna talk to me about?" you asked, curiously.

"so... hey, I know we've been best friends for a long time. whenever i was sad, you always tried your best to cheer me up, and it worked. i think you're smart, diligent, clever, hard working, and... pretty. i really never thought of the day i'd say something like this, but I have to get it off my chest. y/n... 𝙞 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪." shu confessed.

your eyes widened, not responding. shu's expression became sadder, and told you "you can reject me now. i know i'm way out of your league." shu said, in a disappointed voice.

"𝙞... 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤𝙤. i've liked you for a long time now." you blushed, you could tell you're redder than a tomato.

"i- wait, really?!" shu's eyes widened in surprise. never in a million years shu would have thought you liked him back.

"well, if you wouldn't mind... 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚?" shu asked, blushing even harder as if it was possible. "yes!" you accepted, faster than you could think.

shu pulled you in for a hug. as you pulled away, shu's lips closed in on yours.

⇚ ↺ ⇛

𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘀!

when you guys left the rooftop, it turned out luxiem and your roommates, elira & rosemi, planned this together. the reason elira went early this morning was not because of the council, but because she decided to discuss early with luxiem before shu came.

yesterday, the reason elira & rosemi stayed up longer than usual was because they were discussing about what they were gonna do during the confession.

why they knew all of this? because shu talked to luxiem about his feelings to you, and spilled them to your roommates. since you also spilled your feelings about shu to them, they planned together to make shu confess.

they recorded the confession and shared it to you guys, so that it becomes a memory. they told noctyx, the rest of obsydia & lazulight, and even ethyria.

looking back now, you really missed those university days. but now, you're living with your husband and 2 children, a daughter and a son (could be adopted btw), and now, you go by y/n 𝙮𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤.

#shu yamino #fluff #nijisanji en #fanfic #sorry #shu yamino x reader #luxiem #luxiem x reader #nijisanji en x reader #gn reader #vtuber x reader

[snowflakeanimelover]

Can you do a Yandere Elijah Mikaelson, written out please not Headcanons, where she's Elena's little sister and Elijah can't seem to stay away? He gives her gifts and shows up all the time? Please and thank you. I can understand if you can't though.

I sure can! Elijah certainly deserves some love :) so sorry this is late! Hope you like it!

Relationship: Elijah Mikaelson x Female! Gilbert!Reader

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries

Warnings: YANDERE, stalking, obsession, giving gifts, kinda creepy

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Loving Gifts

Coming home to an angry sister and caretaker isn’t really something to look forward to. If anything, I had no idea what was going on until Elena mentioned something very familiar.

“I thought I told you to stay away from him.” She starts.

I give her an odd look as I put my purse down on the table. My eyes then glance up at Alaric, who is leaning against the kitchen counter behind Elena with folded arms. He had a stern look on his face.

“Stay away from who?” I ask, genuinely confused about what my sister was talking about.

She glanced back at Alaric before looking back at me. She was definitely upset about something. “You know who.”

I scoff. “Actually, I don’t. You tell me to stay away from all vampires and whoever is supernatural.”

Elena sighs. “Elijah Mikaelson. I told you to stay away from him.”

“And I do.” I counter. But my thoughts soon came to when I ran into him just yesterday. “Well, try to, anyway.” She gave me one of her disbelief expressions. “I swear! Yesterday when I was in town, he suddenly popped up out of nowhere! I tried to get away and head home, like really tried, but he wouldn’t budge.”

Elena practically rolled her eyes but turned to grab a bag from the counter that was behind her. She then handed it to me. “Well, he was asking for you. And wanted to give this to you.”

I raised my eyebrow as I took the bag, slightly glancing into it. There was too much tissue paper to see what was inside, so I decided to wait till I got to my room.

“I didn’t look in it.” She suddenly put her hands up in surrender.

“Uh-huh.” I smile, heading up to my room.

Once the door was closed, I set the bag onto my bed and got ready to open it. Tissue paper went flying all over my bed covers to reveal what was inside the bag. I let out a small gasp when I take out a little teddy bear. Although I was getting too old for stuffed animals, I happened to see this through a store window just yesterday but refrained from buying it. It was adorable, and it looked just like the one I had when I was younger but that one got lost.

How did he know I wanted it…? I suppose it was shortly before I ran into him.

A gust of wind suddenly makes me shiver and interrupts my dawdling of the toy. The bear was held tightly in my hand when I folded my arms to cover them from the cold. Turning, I find the window to be open.

“Do you like it?”

I gasp loudly at the sudden voice. Behind me stood Elijah in a perfectly well fit suit and held a smile. “Oh my God, Elijah!” I half yell. “You scared me.”

He chuckles. “I do apologize for my unexpected visit. But I couldn’t resist seeing your reaction.”

My body felt very uncomfortable from his presence, but I ignored it. He was a powerful being, after all. And being a normal human has its perks of not being able to do anything about it.

“O-oh…um, yeah! I really like it. Thank you.” I try to be kind to him. He has been kind to me ever since I met him. But the aroma around him gives off some creepy vibes. “Look…you probably shouldn’t be here. If my sister finds out-“

“No need to worry.” He smiles. “She has already left with that vampire hunter. And your brother is asleep in his room.”

“Oh…” I certainly wasn’t expecting that. “Well, I’m…I’d like to go to sleep. It’s been a long day.”

“Yes, of course.” He calmly agrees. “I just wanted to come and see you. And give you this.” He pulls out a small black box from his suit jacket. It looked very fancy and expensive as I get a closer look with it in my hands.

“Wow! Another gift? You don’t need to…”

“But I want to. Please, accept it. It will look better on you then it does on me.”

Opening it, I find a beautiful ring with possible real gems covering it. “Oh my gosh…” I mumble, picking it from the box to feel it between my fingers. “It’s beautiful…Elijah…” I whine out his name, making me feel so guilty for him to buy something so expensive.

He takes a few steps closer and uses his hand to tuck a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. “I’m glad you like it. I will see you tomorrow, yes?”

“Oh, um, actually-“ I try to protest.

“Sleep well, (Y/N).” And he was gone as quickly as he came.

The uncomfortable feeling I tried to put off finally goes away, letting me relax just a bit. I put the bear and the ring on my dresser to get ready for bed. I have a feeling it'd be hard for me to fall asleep, given the unexpected visit and knowing he could come back anytime. My heart beats wildly as I closed my eyes. Whether it be beating so fast from being flustered by the gifts, or the uneasiness of the man himself, I wouldn’t know.

#the vampire diaries #Elijah mikaelson #Elijah #yandere Elijah mikaelson #yandere #creepy vibes #Elijah stalking #Elijah mikaelson x reader #Elijah x reader #Elijah mikaelson x female reader #stalking #giving gifts #Elena Gilbert #alaric saltzman #Jeremy Gilbert #Gilbert reader #female reader #x reader #reader

[poisvy]

dilf!toji x reader!ex megumi gf.

word count: 2.3k

genre: smut

warnings: use the term daddy; megumi finds out; infidelity; un-protected sex;

inspired on the book "Your Dad will Do"

you were on his door, as yesterday, but yesterday you didn't knock, you just stare at the door trying to grab some bravery, but you couldn't find it so you left.

but today you were gonna do it. you were in a tiny little drees, in the middle of the winter. your dress was red, and it reached your ass, it was covered, but almost. if you sit, you bare ass will be exposed. you had a trench coat over the drees, it was so cold that you were trembling.

you knock, and wait for him to arrive. when the door open, you could see a man with grey sweats pants and a black shirt. you were immediately wet. since you were with megumi, and he present you his father you couldn't stop having immoral thoughts of him fucking you, on the table, when dinning, on the couch, when he passed in the middle of the tv screen, and absolutely everywhere.

"oh, sweetheart, what brings you here."

then you collapse, you wanted to fuck him so bad, but you remembered that your boyfriend cheated on you, and thats why you took this step.

dont cry now, dont remember that mother fucker, you wanted this, you need this.

"i- i wanted to talk." you said with a trembling voice, you wanted to cry and at the same time you were so cold.

toji look at you, and see's that your legs are uncovered, the treach coat covered the majority of your body, but no the legs.

"come in, its freezen outside."

you enter the house and wait for him to close the door. then he turn around and looks at you with... a strange look.

"what did he did." toji says with a really mad tone.

"he-" you stutter, and then you cryed. you were so mad with him for doing this. after all those years together, after... all.

your tears were clouding you sigh , but sudently you fell two strong arms holding you, toji's arms, you could feel his cologne on your nostrils

"you will tell me when you are ready, for now just let it all out." he says petting your head.

—

have been pass a while since you are in toji's arms. you were ready to tell him what your ex-boyfriend/his son did.

"im fine now." you say looking up at him with your eyes glazed from the tears. "are you gonna tell me whats wrong?". he says with a caring tone on his voice.

you sniff and grab his shirt searching for courage to tell him what his son did.

"he cheated on me..." there was a silent for a while, but you talk again. "he was fucking some guy when i come home..." you was looking at toji's chest, you didn't want to look at his eyes, you were so embarrassed.

"i know he is my son, and i shouldn't be saying this but, he a doesn't deserve you, im so sorry for what he did, i thought i raised him right, i thought i teach him to treat his partners with respect first of all, im so sorry darling." toji was so sweet with you, your feelt so safe in his arms, you feelt so good with him, you wanted to be closer to him.

you look at toji's eyes, he was already looking at you, he has his eyebrows frowned of how worried he was about the situation, about how you felt. "do you want to sit on the couch and i bring you some hot chocolate?."

you nodded as you clean your tears of your face. you were in a jam of emotions, you felt so cared, and loved for just him asking you that. but you felt something more, you felt aroused, in this situation you know it was inappropriate, it was out of the situation that was happening. in firts place you came here to fuck him, you wasn't expecting this to happend, well, you didn't know what will happend.

toji came back from the kitchen and you were sitting in the couch as he told you. he had a cup on one hand and in the other a blanket, you cant belive how sweet hes was being to you.

"heres is love." he says giving you the cup with hot chocolate, and spread the blanket on your lap. you take a sip of the hot chocolate and look at toji.

"can i ask you something?" he says looking at you. you nodded and start getting nervous for what he was going to ask. "why are you in that tiny dress.?"

shit.

since you sat on the couch you completely forgot for the reason that you were here. you evade his sight, you were so embarrassed, after he consoles you, you weren't capable of seduce him, you wanted, yes, but in this state you couldn't do it.

"mmh-" the words doesn't come out of your mouth, you can't tell him that. he gets closer to you, and puts himself in front of you. since you were sit on the couch and he stand, you had his abdomen just in front of you.

your face was totally red, you were so flustered that he notice this. he notice the situation.

"im guessing what's going on." you looked up at him, in his face you could find a smile, a cocky smile.

"you came here.." he squat as he looked at you right in your eyes, you heart was pounding in your chest. "...to seach for consolation, isn't it?" he did, he did notice.

you didn't know what to do, you were looking at his eyes but not really , you were just thinking in what to say, how to act now that he knew your intentions.

"you know, darling, since you were dating megumi, i knew that me and you were going to end up like this." he puts his dump on your lips, sensing them, feeling them. "those sights that we have each other and the sexual tension in the air every time we where in the same room alone, i knew you loved my son, but i also knew that you wanted to fuck me as much as i wanted to fuck you."

indeed, all the things that he said were right. the sights , the tension, all of that were there, but of course you thought that you were just alluding, you thought that your horniness was thinking for you.

toji puts part your lips with his dump, making you open your mouth. he puts his finger inside you mouth, underneath you tongue and behind your teeth.

you sucked his finger and bited it a little, teasing him, with this, you were giving him the lead to take this to the next step.

toji puts his finger down and kissed you.

the kiss was a feral, rough, and wet kiss; full of passion and need for each other.

toji puts his hand in your neck and lay you down on the couch, positioning himself between your legs. he puts his knee on your wet spot, just pressing there. you feelt so aroused, you have never feel this horny in your life, you wanted him, everywhere, his mouth, his hands, his cock.

you put your hands on his chest, feeling his breath, heavy breath. his pectorals were so big, you squeeze them a like, you couldn't resist. toji chuckled. "i wasn't expecting that,, i like this." toji stopped kissing you and pull you up putting you in his lap.

" i want you to do something, will you do it sweetie?" he smile at you and you nodded. "ride my thigh." you looked at him, at his marvelous face seaching for leading.

"take of your coat, your panties and lift up your drees." you did exactly what he said. firts your coat, you take it of and let it fall to the ground. second you stand to take of you underwear, and then you sit on toji's lap again. and third you lift up you dress slowly, softly, teasing toji. toji looked at you pussy enchanted.

you start moving on his thigh, wetting the grey cloth.

"look how drenched you are, come on, keep going babe."

you moved on his thigh faster, making "forward and backward" movements, as you did that you look at toji's face. toji switch his sight from your pussy to you face, he was so hard, he could feel your palpiting and heat, he could see how flush you were, your mouth open searching for air, and your eyes making contact with his.

toji grabed the part of the dress that was covering your breast and pull it down making your nipples hard for the cold air.

while you were riding his thigh, he start sucking and squeezing your tits. he was making out with your hard nipples, switching for one to other, this, keeping his eyes on yours.

all this stimulation was clearly enough to make you cum. after you finished toji didn't stopped sucking your tits, biting and leaving hickeys on them. he was grabbing your ass as your rode his thigh, and he kept his hands there.

" lets take all this cloths off and go for more serious business."

he almoust ripped your dress for the fast and hard he did it. after it he puts you on the couch as he take all his cloth off.

his cock was exposed, you can see veins on it, and he was really fucking thick. he was stand and you sit on the couch. you grabbed his length, your hand could barely close on it. you looked at toji's eyes and start jeking him off. toji just looked at you as you do it.

he loved seeing you do that, he imagine this and others much scenarios with you.

he masturbated with those thoughts about you, he felt bad for his son, he was jerk off thinking of his girlfriend.

nothing matters now, after you tell him what megumi did, all the compunction was gone.

you were jerking toji off but he stopped you grabbing you by the wrist. "stop that and lay down." you lay down on the counch with toji's hand on your wrist.

he put your wrist on top of your head and the other besides.

" you know sweetheart, i know he didn't pleased you, and im gonna take responsibility for that now." toji kissed you again with a sloppy kiss, there was saliva coming down your checks for how wet the kiss was, and the kiss wasn't the only thing wet clearly.

toji positioned his cock on your moisture, and looked at you for aprobation on doing that.

"toji, i want this, please, please daddy." toji smirk.

"you said the exact same words that i wanted to hear."

toji push his length in you cunt, both of you moaned for the release and pleasure on how good it was feeling.

toji start moving slowly, he didn't want to hurt you. after a time you start getting anxious and desperate for him, you wanted to get pounded and fucked without mercy.

"toji, toji, please, go harder, pound me harder"

toji didn't wait, he penetrate you as hardest and faster as he can. it was an unexpected movement, but you guess he was holding back.

you screamed of pleasure, you were feeling so good. his cock pounding your g-spot, his balls slamming against your ass, his moans and grows, you could see toji's face on top of you. frowned eyebrows, sweaty front, open mouth, and eyes open seeing your expressions of pleasure.

open mouth and pouty lips, beady eyes, your tits bounced from lunges of toji.

you start feeling in your limit, how your orgasm was arriving. "t-toji, ah!, im cu-cumin-!" you couldn't finish the phrase, your orgasm came hard and a wave of heat hit you.

you felt so hot and so dizzy, your orgasm was like you were injected with some tipe of drug.

after a while, toji cum too, and you felt how his cum inundate your inside, how warm it felt.

toji fall in you chest agitated and sweaty.

"lets do the rest upstairs." toji carried you on his arms, while you were on toji's arms you look at his face, he was so fucking handsome.

"you like what you see?"

" how i couldn't." you smiled at him and he smiled you back.

"i cant belive how wonderful you are, how i didnt find you first." you chuckle.

toji put you on his bed and rest on your side.

"take a breath, we are not hurry."

as you looked at toji's eyes you hear how a door down stairs open. you and toji lokeed at each other wide open.

"dad i came to pick up the things that you told me!."

toji stand up as fast as he could, look at you and told you 'sorry' with his mouth. after that he grabed some clothes put them on and grabed others for you, he went downstairs running.

you were so shocked, how did this happen, you were on the bed of the dad of your ex boyfriend, and your ex boyfriend just came, if he knows this you are gonna be so embarrassed, you wouldn't be able to look at megumi's eyes again, even if you break up with him, you would be embarrassed anyways.

you heard toji and megumi talking downstairs, but you couldn't hear what they were talking about.

you hear a coup and then how someone was coming up with strong and fasts steps. when door open, you could see you ex boyfriend with a enraged face.

"so this is your revenge slut."

he said that and left the room.

you were so shocked.

you could believe it.

you started crying.

toji arrived a moment later.

"i tried to stop him, im so sorry."

you looked at him and his face was in pain, he didn't like the situation, he didn't like to see you like this.

his son was important to him, but after what he did he didn't have any right to be mad.

toji consolate you and told you and the reason for why he is the one that fuck it up firts, and what he thought of the situation.

toji was a good fuck, but he was so sweet too.

"lets shower after that lets continue if you want."

he wink an eye at you and you chuckle.

you could fall in love with him.

——💲

this still doesn't convince me:/, but im exited to post it, i hope you enjoy.<3

#jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu toji #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji smut #jjk toji #fushiguro toji #toji x reader #toji fushiguro #dilf toji #daddy toji

[thebirdandthebee]

Imagine Me & You

A Jake “Hangman” Seresin fic.

Jake stumbles across a woman on base that seems to enjoy the finer things in life… just like the future he’d like to build - with her in it.

A/N: Thank you all for your patience! I got a little caught up in my other series and wasn’t able to focus on this for a while, on top of going out of town for 10 days. I did warn you in the last chapter that this would get a little weird, it only gets weirder from here.

Chapter 8: Size 6

“Sweetheart, it’s time to wake up,” Mia groaned softly as Jake rubbed his hand up and down her back. “It’s 7:30, your phone died in the night,” he elaborated. Mia was usually one foot out the door by now, knowing she had to be on base at 8 a.m.

“Seven-thirty?” She gasped, lifting her head off the pillow.

“Seven-thirty,” Jake confirmed, “sorry darlin,’ I just got back from my run.” Mia flew out of bed, bypassing Jake and running straight into the closet.

Jake headed into the kitchen where he’d already packed her tote, just in time for the Nespresso go to off. He carefully poured her latte into a to-go cup before pulling together a lunch for her, tucking it into her lunchbox. Last night they’d made a stir fry together, sharing shots of sake and indulging in mochi ice cream before having slow, lazy sex on the dining room table.

It was the fourth week of Jake’s leave and while Mia was loving having him around for the most part, she was ready for just a bit more privacy. She was grateful, and she meant that, for all he did for her. Jake took so much pressure off of her shoulders, whether that be around the house, running errands, taking care of Tiger and everything in between, but she had not had a single moment to herself in the past five weeks.

When she took a shower, Jake was there, when she went for a run, Jake was there, when she read her book, he was laying between her legs, asking her to read out loud to him.

Surely he was tired of spending every waking moment with her?

Tonight, however, that would change. It was girl’s night at Tina’s and though it still wasn’t time to herself, she was excited to spend the evening with her friends.

She went through the kitchen in a flurry, stepping into her flats with a top knot balancing precariously atop her head.

“Shoot, I didn’t pack –” Before she could finish her sentence, Jake slid her coffee and her lunchbox across the kitchen counter.

“All set, baby,” he said reassuringly.

“Fuck, my car needs gas,” she pressed her hand to her forehead.

“Went yesterday and filled it up,” he replied, taking her light windbreaker off the entry hook and holding it open. Mia melted, stepping into the jacket and then his arms.

“What would I do without you?” She asked, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“You’ll never have to find out,” he replied, kissing the crown of her head. “You take off, I’m gonna pick up dry cleaning and take meet the plumber back here.”

Maybe Mia was overreacting – Jake was wonderful.

Work was light that day, Buzzer stayed home with a cold and Mia’s day had opened up a bit since they had won her first case last week. Jake had celebrated her with reservations at an upscale Italian restaurant and candles all over the apartment when they got home.

She was, however, excited to see Rooster who swung by in the afternoon.

“Hi Roo,” she greeted excitedly.

“Afternoon ma’am,” he nodded, making her grin as he dropped down into a chair opposite her desk. “Came lookin’ round for your other half earlier and couldn’t spot him, he tied up to a post back at your place?” Bradley asked. Mia rolled her eyes with a shake of her head.

“I suspect he is there, but no, he’s a free man,” she commented.

“He’s got mail pilin’ up back at the OBQs,” Rooster countered. “Might behoove him to check it out once and a while.”

“OBQ?” Mia asked with a tilt of her head.

“Off base quarters,” Bradley replied, “where the more seasoned bachelors stay when they want to get out of the barracks – his dorm essentially.”

Mia couldn’t begin to imagine Jake Seresin living in a dorm.

“Well I’m happy to let him know,” she grinned. “Actually, I’m getting together with the girls tonight – maybe you guys could loop up too?” She suggested.

“I would if that man ever replied to my texts,” Rooster laughed. “Haven’t heard from him in weeks,” he explained. Mia frowned, Jake surely checked his phone once and a while, she’d seen it – so she was surprised to hear that he’d been incommunicado.

“That’s weird,” she scrunched her nose.

“I agree,” Rooster raised his brow at the petite blonde.

“I promise, I’ll say something,” she insisted, “I honestly don’t know what else he’d do tonight,” she shrugged.

“You two getting pretty serious?” Rooster asked, shifting to lean back in the chair.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Mia replied. “I mean we have spent every single day together since you came back,” she began, “and that probably sounds like a lot.” She hesitated to elaborate – Bradley was Jake’s friend, after all. “I think we are moving a bit fast and could probably stand to slow down a little bit, but… Jake’s so good to me.” She sighed with a smile, “I mean, it’s always fun when it’s new and fresh, and I’m not complaining, but I’m definitely looking forward to tonight.” She could feel herself rambling.

“Jake’s an intense guy,” Rooster summarized. “Don’t be afraid to ask for some space,” he advised. It was a weird way to phrase it - Jake would never do anything to hurt her. “I’m just saying – you don’t want to burn fast and bright – fuck, I’m overstepping,” Bradley rubbed the back of his neck.

“I know you mean well, Bradley,” Mia assured. “Come on, today’s been slow and the boss is gone – I’m leaving early,” she grinned, gathering her things. Rooster walked her to her car and sent her off for the day.

Arriving back home around 3:00 instead of the usual 5:15, Mia found Jake seated at the kitchen island, his laptop open in front of him.

“You’re home early, sweetheart,” he grinned in that way that made her cheeks pink up.

“Slow day,” she shrugged, setting down her back and hanging her coat up in the entry. Jake closed his computer, immediately unpacking her lunchbox and sliding containers into the dishwasher. “How was your day?” She asked, stepping into his open arms. The aviator almost instantly lifted her onto the kitchen counter. “Nice and quiet, just the way I like it,” he drawled, making her smile as he kissed her gently. “Grabbed our clothes, went to the gym for a pump, watched the plumber fix the disposal,” he listed off. “Now you’re here…” he trailed off, kissing her neck, “with time to spare,” Jake smiled against her skin.

“Think we can both squeeze in the shower?” Mia asked, letting her head drop to the side as he kissed up the length of her neck. “I wanna wash my hair before girl’s night and I start my period next week,” she commented.

“How can I help?” He asked, nuzzling into her skin.

“Fuck me all weekend long?” She asked, holding his jaw in her hands. God she loved this jaw.

“That I can do,” he said, lifting her off the counter with two firm hands and carrying her back to the bedroom.

One thing that Mia had really come to appreciate about Jake was the dedication to his craft. They had yet to fuck once where he didn’t go down on her first and he always made sure she came at least once before he did. Now, with her pressed up against the tile of the shower, he painstakingly worked his way into her, slowly, pressing his full length into her body until their chests met in a mess of water and soap.

“Right here,” he murmured, kissing her through the water droplets. “Right here is where I belong,” he finished. Mia couldn’t help but agree, especially when his thumb was holding her clit hostage as he pumped in and out.

And if she didn’t realize he wasn’t wearing a condom again, he wasn’t going to say anything.

After their shower, Jake wrapped Mia’s hair up in a towel and they took a brief nap. Mia wasn’t due at Tina’s until 6 and she was enjoying the extra time lounging around in bed with Jake.

“Jake?” She mumbled, just on the precipice of sleep.

“Darlin’?” He replied, stroking his hand down the length of her spine as she curled further into him.

“You’re supposed to text Rooster, he wants to see you,” she recalled their conversation from earlier. “Said you have a bunch of mail back at your place.” Jake frowned at her words.

“When did you see Rooster?” He asked.

“He stopped by the office today and we caught up for a few minutes, it was good to see him,” she explained. “He also said you haven’t been texting him back.” Jake frowned even deeper, fingertips grazing her soft skin.

“Babe, after four weeks sharing a bunk with the man, you’d want some space, too,” Jake reasoned – and it was enough for Mia, who drifted off to sleep.

After about an hour, Mia was up and getting ready, blowing out her hair to add in some volume, primping some simple makeup and choosing between a green and blue set to wear over to Tina’s. They weren’t getting too crazy, drinks in the basement, pizza and some old-fashioned girl talk.

From: Tina

Do you mind ordering the pizzas before you leave your place? My phone is acting up and Bob’s already taken off for the night.

Mia was happy to help and told Tina to send the order over. After dressing in her green velour set, she leaned down, running her hand through Jake’s hair and kissing him gently.

The picture of him, bare chested, hair tousled and satisfied smile on his face in her bed was enough to tempt her back down into the sheets.

“Taste good,” Jake murmured, chasing her kiss for a little more. “C’mere,” he insisted.

Mia entertained him, leaning down again with one knee on the bed as she indulged his request. Jake sat forward, meeting her halfway as she slanted her mouth over his again.

“Stay home,” Jake Seresin didn’t whine, but he did plead.

“No,” Mia grinned, pecking him gently, despite his best attempts to turn it into something more.

“Yeah? Why don’t you let me convince you?” He taunted, reaching up to loop his arms around her, but she managed to escape just in time.

“I’m ordering pizza for the girls, want me to send one here?” She asked, padding out to the kitchen.

“Yes please,” Jake called, still in his euphoric cloud with no real intention of getting out of bed just yet – he thought he still had a chance of getting Mia to stay home.

Mia, a creature of habit, saw the Macbook on the kitchen counter and propped it open before realizing it was Jake’s and not hers. An honest mistake. Surely Jake wouldn’t mind if she just ordered pizzas on his internet tab?

Clicking the Chrome logo, it pulled up a downsized window, and though she immediately moved to close the computer, not wanting to violate his privacy, she froze upon seeing the browser.

Engagement rings on Tiffany. Glancing over her shoulder, she scrolled through, seeing two or three had been favorite. Surely Jake wasn’t actually looking at engagement rings, right? Definitely not for her? Maybe he was helping a friend? She saw that the shopping bag in the corner had an icon that there was an item waiting to check out.

Unable to stop herself, she clicked it. There lived Tiffany’s Three Stone Engagement Ring with Pear-shaped Side Stones in Platinum in a size 6. Her size.

“Mia?” Jake called. In a panic, he downsized the browser and slammed the computer shut, grabbing her phone. She could hear him approaching and she leaned against the counter, holding her phone out in front of her.

“What kind of pizza did you want, babe?” She asked, pulling up an app on her phone.

“I’d rather have a piece of your pie,” he said, pressing his hips into her and caging her against the counter.

“Jake, I’m going to Tina’s!” She laughed, pressing a hand to his warm, bare chest. “How am I supposed gossip about you if we’re always together, huh?” She asked, head still spinning, but doing her best to focus.

“You’re gonna gossip about me?” he asked, running his hand through her soft hair, giving it a gentle tug.

“Of course, us ladies have to compare notes,” she grinned.

“Well I hope I get high marks,” he said, cradling her head in his hand and kissing her gently. “Want me to drive you?” He offered.

“Nah, I’m not going to drink that much.” She shivered as he gently massaged her scalp.

“Text me when you get there?” He asked.

“I will,” she nodded.

Adrenaline thrummed in her veins as she drove over to Tina’s, pizzas ordered and a pair of her slippers on the car seat next to her.

“Wine, now,” were the first words out of her mouth as Tina opened up her front door.

“Everything okay?” Tina asked with concern.

“I need you to tell me,” Mia said, leading her own way down to the basement where Bobbi was already munching on hors d’ouerves. “Who else is coming?” Mia asked, taking the room by storm and grabbing the whole bottle of red on the table, pouring half of it into her glass.

“What’s going on?” Tina asked, eyes wide.

“Jake’s looking at engagement rings,” Mia came right out with it.

“For you?” Bobbi’s eyes grew wide.

“For me,” Mia confirmed, taking a long drink. “I was just thinking that we’ve been together too much over the past few weeks, and then I kinda talked myself out of it because he’s so great, but what the fuck?” She asked, listing off, too much anxious energy, so instead, she paced.

“How did we find out about this? What do we know?” Bobbi asked.

“I opened his computer! To order pizza!” Mia gestured with her free hand, “and there they were! On Tiffany!”

“Oh, Tiffany,” Tina cooed.

“Tina,” Bobbi snapped, “not the time.”

Tina looked sheepish and turned her attention back to her friend.

“So what are you going to do?” She asked, flopping down on the couch.

“I have no fucking clue, this is crazy!” Mia laughed in disbelief.  “This is literally the first time in four weeks, outside of going to work, I’ve been away from Jake.” She pointed out. “I mean Jesus Christ, he practically follows me into the bathroom half of the time.”

“So if he asked you right now, you’d say no?” Tina pressed.

“Of course I’d say no!” Mia said, pushing her hair back from her face. “I mean Jake hasn’t met my family –”

“He met Jack,” Bobbi cut in.

“He doesn’t know I’m allergic to dust, I don’t think he even knows my middle name,” Mia continued, “I mean we’ve only been seeing each other for four weeks! I’ve only known the man for…” she trailed off. “Four months?” She asked the peanut gallery. “We haven’t even said ‘I love you,’ I don’t even know if I love him!”

“Bob and I got engaged after six months,” Tina pointed out.

“No, no, no, this is not normal behavior,” Mia held up a finger. “You dated six months and we can all agree, that is shorter than normal. This man had a ring in the checkout after four weeks,” Mia kept going.

“Okay, my personal opinion aside, I respect that this is pretty fast,” Tina said, approaching the conversation as rationally as she could. “Does he know you saw it?” She asked, to which Mia shook her head vehemently.

“Even today – even today – I asked him, ‘what would I do without you?’” Mia began, “and you know what he said? I’d never have to find out.”

“Aww,” Bobbi smiled, to which Mia whipped her head to face her friend.

“The sex must be amazing if he’s proposing after a month,” Tina commented, causing she and Bobbi to burst into giggles.

“You two are seriously no help,” Mia sighed, mildly annoyed.

“Mia, don’t get so worked up,” Tina said with exasperation. “Tell him you saw it, talk to him about it and how you feel,” she insisted.

“And what if he breaks it off?” Mia asked.

“Then he’s an idiot,” Bobbi interjected.

“It might have to be a choice you make,” Tina said honestly. “Jake is…”

“Intense,” Mia commented, using Rooster’s word from earlier that day. She just didn’t realize how seriously he meant it.

#jake seresin fic #jake seresin #Jake hangman seresin #jake hangman fic #jake seresin x ofc #jake seresin x oc #hangman #hangman smut #hangman fic #hangman x oc #hangman x ofc #top gun #top gun maverick #Top Gun fic #top gun fan fic

[mcufan72]

Cold winter days, a lonely woman on a bench, a stranger in the park...

An Encounter in Winter❄️

Loki and female reader

Chapter 5

Chapter 1/ Chapter 2 / Chapter 3/ Chapter 4

18+/adult themes/talking/flirting/ slow burn/fluff/angst/smut (eventually)

Warnings: Loki learns about your toxic and abusive relationship with your ex-fiancé/some swear words/ some lusty thoughts and filthy words

"He brought Lady y/n here again. The pretty and adorable woman who slept here last night … hhmm hhmm apparently, my little brother seems to be in love," Thor grinned.

Thor and Bruce sat at the long dining table for a coffee break in the late afternoon.

"He did? Yeah, she was adorable. So, she has no problems with his past and accommodates to the fact that he's a god with a difficult background?" Bruce asked while he put his glasses on and continued writing his report of one of his recent scientific research on his laptop.

"Seems so and it seems she really likes Loki. I saw how she looked at him yesterday. He brought her to the fireplace lounge." Thor couldn't stop grinning.

He drummed his fingers on the table and put his legs on the chair next to him. He thought you and Loki would make a cute and smart couple.

"To the fireplace lounge? Since when is Loki the romantic guy? Normally …he just wants a companion for the night to warm his bed and for some…bed acrobatics. Are they a thing now?" Bruce said, looking up from his screen.

"I don't know…don't think so…but maybe yes, maybe not, maybe not yet. But she slept in a different room last night. Also, my brother is not the type for a serious relationship or should I better say, he doesn't want a relationship." Thor frowned.

"He never wants to be invested in the women he pleases with his…special skills, he never shares his bed with a woman more than twice. But his behavior these days makes me wonder. He never shared his bed with her as far as I know. He told me she's different from the other women he …you know. He's still out every afternoon for a walk in the park to meet her…and now she's here again. And since Christmas…" Thor rocked his head sideways back and forth…"I'm sure he didn't bring other women here every night anymore to warm his bed. I can only wonder about it…and he smiles more often when he feels unobserved," Thor continued.

"She seems to be very nice, doesn't she? She radiates warmth and kindness and a big amount of tolerance. And she's very smart, clever and good with words. She would definitely fit well together with Loki. Don't you think he deserves a loving woman at his side? A woman like her?" Bruce asked and continued writing his report.

"Sure, he deserves it, he deserves a woman's love and affection and it might help him to be more relaxed among us and it might give him the assurance he needs that he's doing a very good job here, that he's capable of being part of a team and that he's a good guy…" Thor nodded and took a sip of his coffee.

"I would be happy for him." said Bruce while he continued writing.

"Me too, Bruce. My little brother deserves to be happy."

"Absolutely... damn it, I really could need some assistance and additional knowledge with this research project here..." Bruce cursed.

"What?"

"Ah nothing, Thor, don't mind me..."

The two of you took a seat in each their own comfy armchair with a high backrest that provided the appropriate comfort you both appreciated. The armchairs, an arm length apart, were placed in a comfortable distance in front of the crackling fireplace.

After your meeting in the park this afternoon, sitting on the bench together for a while like every day, visiting the little café to drink your espresso and hot chocolate and talking about how your day has been so far, you now drank a glass of iced chai latte. Loki wanted to spend some more time with you and he was so happy that you came back to his home with him again. The two of you enjoyed being together more and more. Especially after last night when you learned about his past and the cute and somewhat intimate encounter in the kitchen this morning.

"Thank you for inviting me again to have dinner here with you, your brother and your friends."

"I won't say we're friends. I know that I still have to prove myself every day. We're colleagues, the same as you with yours. But of course, my brother is my brother. It's my pleasure to have dinner here with you again. And I'm glad that nothing has changed between us."

"Loki, nothing has changed. Please don't worry about it anymore. But I won't stay the night here this time."

You smiled apologetically at him.

Loki gazed at you disappointed and his heart sank. Somehow he wished you would stay for the night again so the first thing he would see in the morning would be you and your adorable sleepy morning face. If he was honest with himself he had to try very hard to not get a boner and to seduce you this morning. He wasn't sure how long he would endure his desire for you. And this desire wasn't only sexual.

He also hated that you lived all alone in your small apartment and nobody was taking care of you. He always wanted to be near you, he wanted to have you in his proximity all the time. Even more so now after the two days when you couldn't meet him and he wasn't able to see and talk to you…and the angst he had when he thought something bad had happened to you.

And after last night when you were amazingly understanding and didn't let him down, his feelings for you became more intense but he wasn't able to admit it to himself and maybe he should better ignore these feelings, for his own good and for yours.

When you noticed his gaze you felt his disappointment and you smiled slightly.

"Why don't you want to stay? It wouldn't be a problem. And you owe me breakfast!" He smirked at you provocatively.

"I don't want to cause any circumstances, Loki. And also I haven't forgotten my keys this time," you laughed.

"Yeah, that's true," Loki hummed and chuckled smugly.

Your cheeks reddened and the way he chuckled sent warm waves through your body and you turned your head towards the fire again. You still didn't want him to see how much he affected you.

"Do whatever feels right for you, Lady y/n. Just know that you're always welcomed here," he said warmly.

"Why do you call me Lady y/n again? I'm not a Lady. I never was and I will never be."

You glanced at him again and gave him a warm but quizzical look. A genuine smile curved your lips slightly. Every time when you looked at him like this he couldn't take his eyes off of you. Why did you always look so pretty and adorable?

"I'm used to calling a woman like you a Lady and you should be treated like one. I think no one deserves it more than you."

His eyes were fixed on you and it felt like he looked right into your soul with his bright blue eyes. A small gasp escaped your mouth.

"Wow, you should have told it to my ex-fiancé." And you stared back into the fire.

"What do you mean? What did he do to you?"

"He…never said or thought that about me. Maybe in the beginning of our relationship …but when he could be sure that he had captured my heart and that I was putty in his hands, that I'd do anything he wanted because I was so in love with him, his mind changed…".

You paused for a moment.

"Tell me Loki, are you afraid of falling in love?" You questioned him.

He was taken aback by your question and he gasped audibly.

"Straight to the point, right?" He asked you and inhaled sharply.

"You and I are always straight to the point, aren't we? Please, tell me, what do you think about love?"

"I don't know," he chuckled.

"Honestly I don't think I am capable of loving someone or making someone happy. Every time I tried, I failed. And whenever I thought my special someone truly loved me...it wasn't real. It has never been something real. You invest all your feelings and all of your heart in someone and in the end, it just hurts and breaks you inwardly and a part of you dies.

I'm just looking for women who don't want a serious relationship either and who agree with a sexual relationship to just satisfy carnal needs. I treat them with respect and they always know what they are getting into. I don't beat around the bush or try to trap them."

"I could never do that. I could never draw a line between sex and love. For me it belongs together, unconditionally. I don't judge you, Loki. You're honest with these women and it's absolutely none of my business. It doesn't make you a bad person. For me…it's just not imaginable… Sex without love…at some point one partner will always feel used, that's what I experienced…but it's just my very own sight of it and I know everyone is different and I get that." You still stared into the fireplace.

Loki stared thoughtfully into the fireplace, too. Your words made him think about his point of view.

"I just don't want to get hurt anymore. I just want to sleep with a woman and only once in most cases. So neither the woman nor I can get invested or fall in love. And I always make it clear before I bed them."

You turned your head towards him.

"Your words make me sad. Nobody can live without love for the rest of their life. And everyone deserves to be loved. I've also had a hurtful experience, like you. At some point in our relationship, my ex didn't love me anymore, he just fell out of love, I think it happened in the second year of our relationship. He still slept with me and told me how much he loved me but it just wasn't the truth anymore …pathetic. Since then he only said it to me when we were in the heat of the moment when he fucked me. And I still believed in his love.

He confused love with sex and maybe I did the same. I thought, 'he sleeps with me so he loves me'. I was so naive, I made it so easy for him. His willing whore to his desires.

When he got his physical satisfaction I was the best girlfriend ever, his good girl. But the rest of the time he treated me like a piece of shit, degraded me, told me how boring I am, how bad and boring I'm in bed, and what I would think about who I am, that I'm a nobody. For him it was clear that I should do everything for him like cooking, washing his clothes, doing the dishes…the list is nearly endless.

I also dropped my professional career so he could study and become a successful scientist. We didn't have enough money back then to study both at the same time so I earned the money as an assistant in a laboratory. And whenever he slept with me I still lied to myself that he really loves me and that he just can't show it to me differently and properly.

And I was pathetic, too. I let him treat me like this. I was completely addicted to his good looks and his way to seduce me with how sexy he was. He was very talented in wrapping me around his finger. My submission became unhealthy. It should've stayed in the bedroom.

In the end, I was just his housemaid with benefits, and he got his carnal needs satisfied whenever he wanted because I let him do it. I hungered for his attention and care…and his love. I didn't get any of it. And nonetheless, I thought it was right what I did and how I did it. But it wasn't. And as a reward for my stupidity and submission, he put a big fat ass diamond engagement ring on my finger…" You sighed, observing the flickering flames in the fireplace.

"Why did you let him do that to you? You deserve so much better. You deserve to be treated like a queen. And you never really agreed to anything about what he did. So why?"

"Sometimes, Loki, love makes us not only blind, it also makes us stupid, makes us lose our last bit of sanity. The complete brain malfunction. But I've never given up on believing in true love. He was just the wrong man for me, he was a mistake…and he was a dick." You both chuckled in unison.

"Did he ever cheat on you?"

"No, never. For things like romancing another woman or asking a woman out for a date he has always been too busy and too lazy…and I was his willing whore…so, there was no need for him to fuck other women. And maybe I wasn't that boring like he always claimed. Who knows. Also he's a renowned personality in his business and would've had a reputation to lose if he would've changed women like his socks. We often had to appear for business dinners or banquets. And I was eloquent and presentable."

"Don't you dare talk about yourself as a whore…you're far away from being one. And you're definitely not stupid."

Loki seemed upset about how you thought and spoke about yourself. If you were a whore then you would be only his whore and his alone…and he would fuck you senseless but he would treat you like a goddess and he would be down on his knees for you.

"But in the end I felt like one."

"Why did you stay with him then?"

"I had lost my whole family and he was the only one who remained. I was afraid of being alone and I felt so lost. I wasn't able to see the truth and I refused to see it."

"I'm glad that you finally got rid of him…"

"Oh no, he finally got rid of me!" You explained.

"What?"

"Yes, he ended our relationship and engagement …with a text message he sent me on my mobile phone when he had fallen in love with another hot 'n sexy chick with big boobs and fake lips…and she was funnier and more entertaining than I had been at that time…" you chuckled ironically.

"He's really a ridiculous, pathetic and mannerless giant douchebag and a shame for his species. He never deserved you. Must've been really hurtful for you. You still loved him when he left you, right?"

"Yes, I did and I bawled my eyes out for three days and nights in a row until I was a total mess and had no power in me anymore. But I'm over it now and I'm sure the right man who truly loves me is somewhere out there."

Deep inside of you, you hoped it was the man who was sitting next to you right now. You imagined yourself with him, holding you lovingly in his arms, cuddling each other under his black snuggly blanket. Him and you in his bed, tangled in his sheets, having the best sex of your life, his skin on yours, kissing him passionately and tugging his curls.

But you were realistic and you knew that you didn't live in a fairy tale. And you, as a not-exciting woman, would never be chosen and loved by a real Prince or a God…and Loki was both. And besides this, he made it very clear that he wasn't interested in a love relationship …and you didn't want a just sexual one.

"How long has it been since he left you?" Loki asked you wondering and took you out of your daydreams.

"It has been nearly a year now," and you took a sip of your chai tea.

"Nearly a year? So it happened after…."

"After my mother's funeral, precisely two months later after he visited a medical congress. And shortly after that, I moved to New York."

"And you never talked to him after he sent you the message? I should kill him for that…for lying to you, for his alleged love for you, for taking advantage of you and how he treated you," Loki stated angrily, he was almost indignant.

"No, he isn't worth it, Loki, he isn't even worth thinking about him. To answer your question, we just had a phone call where we cleared the situation…to be honest, he cleared it. I was still too perplexed and I still had to process my family issues."

"I adore your calmness and your strength, my Lady snowflake, and how brave you are."

You couldn't help but chuckle because he called you 'Lady' again. It made your skin tingle.

"I'm not that strong and brave, believe me. It was hard work for me to become who I am now and it still is. But you only have two choices in life…you stand still and get lost in grief, self-pitying and anger or you go on and live your life and try to take the chances it's giving to you."

"And you still look for the big one, true love? Aren't you too disappointed and hurt after what you've been through? To be honest for me it's hard to believe that true love exists." Loki asked you frowningly.

"Of course I do, and I try to let the disappointment not affect me too much," you said, convinced and you took the chance again to touch him.

You turned your head towards him, laid your hand softly onto his, which rested on the armrest of his armchair, and kept your hand there. He stared at your hand resting on his and then into your bright eyes. Your tender touch and the friendly and warm smile that curved your lips, affected him again in a way he never expected and he felt a tingling rushing from his nape, over his back down to his feet.

He wanted nothing more than to hold you in his arms, cuddle you and give you all the love, affection and admiration you deserved, and yes, he wanted to feel you, skin to skin, kissing your soft lips, burying himself deep inside of you so he could consume you, love you, worship you in all the ways you deserved to be loved …and you could consume, love and own him. He could truly imagine being yours. He noticed that he wasn't interested in any other women but you, only you.

His heartbeat quickened when he heard your next words.

"Who loves risk loss. To love is to…want to be absorbed entirely by somebody and you absorbing your lover. A constant give and take of genuinely meant feelings. Maybe you just haven't met the woman who is destined to be the love of your life, Loki. You deserve to be loved and to give love. Please, never give up to believe that love exists and that the woman of your heart is somewhere out there…and never give up fighting for it until you get there. And when you've found her you should enjoy this love every second of your life!"

Your voice was full of passionate conviction and the smile you gave him was enduring.

Loki took your hand in his, brought it to his lips and this time he pressed a soft kiss to the back of your hand, turned your hand around and gave you a soft kiss to your palm whilst he looked deep into your eyes.

"You're amazing, darling. How did you survive all of this? Your strength and bravery are enough for more than one life."

"I think we're stronger than we realize and I'm not that fragile."

"I wish I could take some of your pain away. You deserve all the luck and the love of the realms and all the affection someone can give to you."

"And so do you, Loki. You always listen to me, treat me respectfully. I can tell you everything and you spend so much time with me every day, that's more than I could wish for," you said to him thankfully.

Deep inside of you, you wished he had kissed you on your lips, you wanted to feel his lips on yours, you wanted to taste him. You were sure his kisses would be passionate and demanding but also loving and healing. You loosened your hand from his grip and traced with your index and middle finger tenderly over his lips.

"And you're a real gentleman!" you whispered and finally you cupped his face and caressed his cheek with your thumb.

His skin felt so soft and perfect under your fingertips and Loki couldn't resist leaning into your touch. He closed his eyes and with your thumb, you trailed tenderly over his eyebrow before he opened his eyes again and looked at you.

The fire crackled and both of you felt the sense of security you gave each other in this special moment. Loki couldn't deny that something decisive changed in him tonight. When you touched his lips and his face, it felt so caring and loving. For a long time, no one had touched him so tenderly. Could it be that you were the woman he was always looking for? Were you his destiny? The love of his life? Maybe you were right and love does exist. He truly wanted to believe in love again.

"I'm glad that you've left this horrible part of your past behind you."

"Hmmhm, this relationship was a painful journey but it has been educational and this chapter is finally closed. Don't worry about it, I'm fine now." You smiled reassuringly at him.

You two sat silently in front of the fireplace for some moments before Loki broke the silence.

"Would you like to spend New Year's Eve with me? Here, together with all of us?" Loki asked and you slowly withdrew your hand from his face.

"That sounds awesome, Loki. Yes, I will spend the last night of the year with you! That would be wonderful"

"Wonderful! That…makes me very happy, snowflake," he said excitedly.

This year you both wouldn't be alone on the last evening of the year.

"We should go to the dining room. It's time for supper. Would you please wait here for me? I'm back in a minute," Loki asked you.

"Yes, of course. Please don't let me wait too long!" and you smiled at him.

"I won't, darling," he answered in a low sound.

When he came back he was dressed more casually in tight black leather trousers and a dark green v-neck tunic, which gave you a breathtaking look at his chest. How much you loved this sight. His hair wasn't slicked-back anymore and looked fluffier and curlier again. You loved it when his long hair looked like this. He looked adorable and you tried to stay calm and to control yourself. Again, you wanted to twist his curls around your fingers. You wanted to press a kiss to his neck and his chest and nuzzle your nose into his chest hair.

He gave you a hoodie and you got up from the armchair to take the sweater.

"For you, snowflake, in case you start to freeze during dinner."

His deep voice made you shiver. Today you just combined a light pink blouse with a black jeans and it might be an advantage to have his snuggly dark-green hoodie now. You took the sweater from his hands, pressed it to your cleavage like a treasure and you smiled at him as if he had just proposed to you.

"Thanks, Loki, that's really very thoughtful of you."

"I know how easily you start to freeze, snowflake."

He smiled softly at you and of course, he recognised how firmly you kept his hoodie pressed to your cleavage and how you looked at him. Your gaze was thankful but also filled with desire. He would've loved to kiss you and pull you into his embrace. He knew it would be wonderful to feel your warmth and that your kisses would be healing and loving.

"Let's go and eat something," he invited you.

"Yes, I'd love to. I'm hungry! " and as you were used to from him, Loki offered you his arm gentlemanlike.

"My Lady?"

"Thank you, Sir!"

You took the arm he offered to you, still pressing his hoodie firmly to your bosom and smiled at him.

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Tags

@lokisprettygirl @wheredafandomat @fictive-sl0th @smolvenger @lokixryss @huntress-artemiss

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[mlovesstories]

So Close

WC: 630

Summary: YN does not like being sick... or being told how to recover by her big brothers.  

AN- Some fluff for @percywinchester27!

Warnings: Sickness

“Hey, kiddo.” Sam walked in from the front door of the house.  

“Hey,” his little sister grunted in reply.  Without looking up at him, she continued eating her soup. 

“You okay?” He set his keys and wallet on the side table before walking toward her.  

“Yep.” YN shrugged. 

That night, Sam and Dean were drinking beers on the couch after she went to bed.  

“What was up with YN today?  She was off.” Sam took a swig of his drink and looked over at his older brother.  

“She was pretty quiet now that you say that.” 

“I know I’ve been gone a lot with work, am I missing something?” 

“She’s been stressed, but not out of the ordinary.” Dean responded.  

“Hmm.” Sam pondered.  

The next day, YN was heard groaning from across the house.  

“YNN?” Sam knocked on her door.  

“Yeah?” He heard a grumble. 

As he entered, he saw her- uncomfortable and obviously sick.  

“YNN?” He scanned her over, seeing her blankets piled on top of her, 7Up on her table, and a red face. 

“Not feeling well.” 

“Well, I can see that now.  No wonder you were to yourself yesterday.” He walked into her room and touched her forehead.  “Fever.  I’ll get you a cold rag.  No hunts until you’re one hundred percent better.” 

“I’ll be fine.” YN rasped barely a whisper.  

“No hunts.  Not until you’re over this.” 

YN rolled her eyes after he exited the room.  

When Sam came back in, he handed her a wet washcloth and took off some of her covers.

“No,” YN whined. 

“You have to get your fever down.  You want to get back to normal? You have to start feeling better.  Do you need anything?” 

“No, she adjusted herself in her bed to a more comfortable position.  

“Text me if you need anything.”

“Okay,” YN sighed.  

Sam swore that YN was a miniature Dean when she was sick.  She was fussy, stubborn, and refused to follow directions.  Sam finally left her alone to fend for herself, only checking on her to see if she had eaten the food her older brother brought for her.  

“What are you doing out of bed?” Dean walked by her room and backtracked when he saw her throwing on a jacket with her boots in-hand.  

“Garth called, there is a case in-” 

“No.” He blocked her way out of her bedroom.  “Lie down and stay there.  No one is going anywhere.” 

“Dean, I’m fine.”

“Woah!” Dean caught her as she leaned toward him, dizzy.  “Yes, we are staying home until you can stand on your own two feet and a little longer.” 

YN leaned into Dean’s chest for support.  Squeezing her eyes shut, she controlled her rapid breathing. 

“Okay.  Okay.  I promise.” 

“Let’s get you back to bed.  And take the jacket off, you’re too warm.” Dean escorted her across the room to her bed.  He helped her sit down steadily before putting his hand out to accept the jacket.  

“Whatever,” she said defeatedly.  As YN peeled off the piece of clothing, Dean walked over to the bathroom door and turned off the light that had been on.  He retrieved her jacket and walked toward the door with it.  

“That’s too small for you, what are you going to do with it?” 

“I’m keeping it so that you don’t wear it.  You have to cool your body down.  Relax, we got nowhere to be.  I’ll call Garth and have someone else take the hunt.” 

“Ugh,” YN flopped back onto her pillow.  

“Did you hear me?” Dean stared at her.  

“Yeah,” she said flippantly. 

“Yes sir,” he growled, stating the response he wanted. 

She rolled her eyes. 

“Yes sir.” 

Dean kissed her forehead and closed her door.

“So close,” YN sighed and gave in to sleep.

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Back Home - Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

Type: Angst/Sad/Fluff

Summary: Bucky is in a mission again, and everything you do reminds you of him.

Word count: ~1032 words

Warning: none (reader have a kid and calls y/n "mommy"?)

A/N: This is the first writing that I post so please be gentle with me english isn't my first language :D I'm open to reviews to improve my writing skills :) I hope you'll still enjoy this fic <3

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« Come on, now that we read our story, it’s time to sleep. Good night baby. », I said kissing the forehead of my daughter.

« Good night mommy ! I love you ! »

« I love you too. »

I turn off the light and exited her room, closing the door. I went back in the living room and I sat on the couch next to my husband, who is reading a book.

« Ella is asleep, she asked me to read her Jack and the beanstalk again ! » I said laughing

« Really ! She asked it to me yesterday too ! I think she really loves it ! »

« Or maybe I’m a better reader than you ! »

« Yeah, no way, I think she loves the story »

We both laughed, and as I snuggle in his arms, even though the fire from the chimney produces enough heat, I said « Okay Mister, why don’t you show me your reading skills with this book. »

He just nodded and started to read his book out loud. His arms were wrapped around my shoulder, my head on his chest, listening to his heart beats and his calming voice reading the book.

« Mom ! Mom, come on wake up ! It’s morning, I’m hungry ! »

The voice of my 3 years old daughter woke me up.

« Oh, yeah...hum…why don’t you go watch the cartoons, I’m coming in two minutes, I’ll just wash my face. »

« Okayyy ! » She said going back to the living room to watch cartoons.

I get up of my bed, and I went to the bathroom to wash my face. I dreamed of him, again. I washed my face with cold water to wake me up and bring me back to reality. He’s not here anymore, it’s already been six months since he left and God knows when he’ll come back. I still remember that night of January when he told me that bad news.

« What do you mean you need to leave ? You just came back two month ago ! » I said with tears streaming down my face.

I looked like a mess. My eyes were red and puffy, tears were all over my cheeks.

« I know, but they need me ! It’s really important ! » Bucky said coming closer to me, and take me in his arms.

« I don’t want you to leave, again. Ella doesn’t want it either. She needs both of her parents here. » I said, wrapping my arms around Bucky’s torso.

« I know, I don’t want to go either. I don’t want to leave you, I’ll miss you both so much. » He said stroking my head and leaving a kiss on my forehead.

« I promise you, I’ll come back as soon as possible. I love you petal.»

« I love you too. »

I shook my head to wake me up from this memory. I was already in the kitchen making Ella’s breakfast. I pour some orange juice in a cup and I made her two slices of bread and jam. I call her so she can eat on the kitchen’s table. She quickly came and started eating her breakfast. I made myself some coffee and I ate a slice of bread and jam too. Once we were done, I put the dishes in the dishwasher and dressed Ella.

She went back to watch the cartoons while I got dressed. I did my makeup and I put some perfume and a necklace. I love his necklace, Bucky bought it to me. I still remember when he came back home after buying it.

I was sitting on the couch reading a book when I heard the door of the house being closed. Bucky came home.

« Hey, you’re back. How was work ? » I said putting a bookmark and closing my book.

« Yeah, great. But it doesn’t matter, I have something for you. » He said sitting next to me on the couch, hiding something in his back.

« Oh, okay. What is it ? » I said slightly laughing.

« This. » He said with a big smile, bringing his hand in front of him. He was holding a box.

I took the box and opened it.

« It made me think of you. You know, ‘cause of how I always call you ‘petal’. And it was really pretty, just like you. »

I was so amazed by his attention. I couldn’t stop smiling. A gold necklace was in it, with a pendant in the shape of a flower.

« Wow, thank you so much, but you didn’t have to. »

« Yeah, I know. But I wanted to. »

I took the necklace of his box and hand it to Bucky.

« Would you fasten it up for me ? »

He just nodded and brought the necklace around my neck. His hands brushed against my skin while he was closing it. Once he was done, he left a kiss on my neck making me shiver.

« Thank you so much, I love you. » I said turning my face.

« I love you too petal » He said and then our lips joined in a soft kiss.

I was taken of my daydreams by the doorbell ringing. I quickly dried the single tear that fell of my eye and go downstairs to open the door. It was 8 AM, who could it be? When I opened the door, I couldn’t believe it.

« Hey petal, missed me ? »

He had not changed, his hair might be a little longer and so did his beard, but he still had that same little smile he does after a joke and the same blue piercing eyes.

« Daddy ! You’re home ! » Ella said running to hug her dad. He took her in his arms, and laughed.

« Yes ! I’m back ! »

« I missed you ! » She said wrapping her arms around her dad’s neck.

« I missed you too bunny »

« Are you going to leave again ? » She said pouting.

« No, I’m staying now. I’m not leaving again. » He said smiling, looking me in the eyes.

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the last between us

a/n: I never wrote anything for Ellie, and I also haven't written anything for like a year so this might suck.

"Y/N, wake up, you got patrol!" someone said knocking on my door. I looked at the alarm clock that was sitting on my bedside table. Shit. I forgot to set my alarm. Last night's events were still bugging me. I closed my eyes and remembered what happened. I was reading one of the books Ellie got me when we were together. I was reading until I was stopped by a knock on my door. I got up and opened the door. "Yes?" I couldn't see them at first because it was dark, but as they slowly came towards the light, I noticed who it was. It was Ellie. She was wearing her grey hoodie, sweats that hung at her hip, a raggedy jacket, and her classic Chucks. "Uhm, can I come in?" She spoke. I nodded slowly and moved to the side to allow her inside. "Look, I'm sorry, Dina needed me yesterday; she broke up with Jesse, and you know how she feels." "I don't care about that; the problem is that you called me clingy," I said. "That's a lie; you always want to hang out with everyone except me. That's why I called you clingy." Ellie said. "What? That doesn't even make sense now. You're just trying to cause an argument that isn't even there. I took a slight pause until I finally said, "You know what, get the fuck out of my house." "I don't want to deal with you right now." I opened my eyes, shaking my head, trying to forget about what happened. I got up and started to walk toward my closet. I picked up a tank top, a flannel, and jeans. I grabbed my coat from the hangar and walked out of my door. I'm greeted by the face of Maria, who was waiting outside my door. "Mars, she woke up with a cold; you're going to be paired with Ellie today." "What? "Is there no one else I can be paired with?" I spoke. "Ellie and you make a great team, but it's only for one day," Maria said, then she walked off. This is going to be the end of me. I'm not sure if Ellie knows, so I walked to Ellie's home. I knocked on her door. It took her a while to answer, but when she answered, she looked hot. "Damm copycat?" She spoke. She was wearing a flannel and jeans too. And she was wearing that same raggedy jacket from last night; it instantly brought me back. I rolled my eyes at that response. "Fuck off, Maria told me that we are partners just for today, so let's get over it." She chuckled at what I said. While we were on patrol, we were sitting under a tree. There was nothing to do; it was boring and made the time go so slowly. I just want to get over this. Ellie interrupted the awkward silence we had between us, asking, "So are we going to talk about last night?" "Nope," I said, popping the "p" and looking in the other direction. "Look, I'm sorry, ok?" I stared at her once she said that. Her expression was full of sadness and desperation. Yet her eyes were still as beautiful as ever. I miss her. I miss the times we would just goof around during patrol. I miss it when we would cuddle. I miss when she would talk about the things she loved like her comics. I miss her. Fuck it, I'm going to tell her. "I miss you so much." Tears were slowly welling up in my eyes. She must have noticed because as soon as I said it, she wrapped her arms around my body. I start to cry. "Shh, it's okay." She said this as she caressed my hair with her hands. "I'm sorry for looking too much into it; I love you so much," I said, Still crying. "I love you too, babe; I'm sorry for calling you clingy." I don't deserve her; she's so forgiving, while I'm so stubborn. I looked up at her and grabbed her cheeks with both of my hands, bringing her lips toward mine.

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The Stark Legacy (19)

Delight, part of Book II: Mind (see previous or series)

Summary: The compound deals with everyday challenges alongside holiday struggles.

Warnings for canon-level language and discussion of drugs and abuse. Rated Teen, 15+ ONLY, please.

CHAPTER NINETEEN—December 2038

“Ok, guys,” Peter Parker started energetically, “I gotta get back to decorate the tree tonight, so here’s what I got so far.”

“Go ahead,” Steve allowed.

“Bad batch of drugs is killing kidnapped homeless people, and now some of the same drug has been interspersed in huge illegal shipments around the world,” Peter rambled.

“Why didn’t we catch this earlier?” Bucky was given exactly the time it took to walk from the quinjet to the conference room to settle in. After yesterday’s all-nighter and a long flight, he was in a sharp mood.

“I found out when I ran into two kids who were experimented on,” Peter said.

“Romanoff and Thor got very little out of the drug’s creator,” Steve added. “We’ve had this professor in custody for a while,” he continued, sliding a file over to Bucky, “and he’s a full-blown nut job, with too many connections. It’s been a joke trying to track all the crime this guy might be involved in.”

“Seriously,” Bucky mumbled, “I’ve been sunning myself instead of helping with this?”

“Buck, we’ve got dozens of agents,” Steve snapped. He had rested no better than his friend. “T’Challa needed you more than us.”

Bucky scanned the file. “You have to be joking. D-Lite?”

“Yup.” Peter checked his watch.

“That sounds like an off-brand soda.”

Steve sighed in frustration. “Parker has two informants, Tandy and Tyrone, was it? They told us where the experiments took place, past tense, and now we are trying to help them control…whatever it was that triggered in them by this heroin substitute.”

“Whoever it doesn’t change, it kills flat out.” Peter’s face sank, remembering the stories he’d heard from his young recruits. “And it gets a little weirder because the survivors said that Professor Marshall was helped by a demon.”

“What the hell—”

“Yup. Basically. Named despair, at least that’s what Marshall called him, it, whatever.” Peter looked at his watch again and punched in something on the table’s comms. “And that’s it for me, so Natasha can go from here. Bye.” He bolted to the door, yelling a “Merry Christmas” to everyone on his path out. 

Steve leaned over. “He told me earlier that Christmas is the only time his teenager isn’t a ‘total douche,’ his words, so he’s a bit excited to go home.”

Nat’s face popped up in familiar blue. 

“Boys, I’m sending you new info that we’ve gathered, but,” Nat paused, “this is a mess. Only a fraction of these shipments have been tampered with, and there is no way to test all of it. We’ve got to destroy everything we find. You can imagine how many friends we’ve made.”

“And the other doctor affiliated with Marshall?” Steve sorted a few windows on his tablet.

“Clint was tracking Dorcas until the trail went cold. It’s like he actually disappeared into the ocean. We asked King Namor to keep a guard up just in case. The Sub-Mariner said he’d heard a legend of D’Spayre,” Nat cleared her throat, “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but according to Atlantian lore, the demon D’Spayre was created from the fear their ancestors experienced when the whole kingdom sunk into the ocean. Hell of a bedtime story.”

“Well, the devil attacked us last year, so…” Bucky was going to need some time to absorb all this, line the players up on the field in his mind. “Alright, let’s get more details from Clint. Fresh eyes can’t hurt.”

“He’s states-side now,” Nat clarified.

Bucky looked at Steve. His friend shrugged. “And Sharon is waiting for me at the house,” Steve said, tentatively, “her rule when I came back. Home for the holidays unless…you know, disaster.”

“Guess it’s just me, Doc, and Wilson,” Bucky grumbled. “When does Stark get back?”

Nat pursed her holographic lips. “Gamora and Rocket send us subspace messages, but Tony’s been out of range for weeks. There’s a whole other problem…I’ll have to…we don’t know much, so I’d like us to wait for Stark to brief us. We’ve got enough to handle now.”

“Fine,” Steve allowed again, “keep us posted.” Nat’s form vanished.

Bucky leaned farther back in the conference room chair, sorting through what he’d just heard and known for a while.

“I think I liked being lower on the totem pole,” he said tightly. “There was a lot less to worry about. Go here, kill this guy. Go there, one more. Chill out and do nothing for a few months—”

“Buck,” his oldest friend interrupted, leaning forward with hands intertwined, “maybe you shouldn’t joyfully reminisce about single kills, yeah?”

Bucky swallowed inside his clenched jaw.

“For right now, I need you and Sam to work together,” Steve continued.

“She’s in Wakanda,” he replied quickly.

“Actually, both of them. Big Sam seems to respond well to Lil’Sam, and I think she can help him focus during training.”

“I should have just brought her with me,” Bucky mumbled.

Steve sat up. “Wait. So who…”

It only occurred to Bucky as Steve trailed off. No one had invited Samantha home. No one had even thought to do so just in case. All the pieces moved on the chess board and swiveled right past her. Her only remaining family was zipping through space somewhere. Clint hadn’t known he’d be back until the last minute. Natasha was flying around constantly. Bruce—

As if summoned by the thought, Banner pressed the door open with his back and looked up from his tablet. “Hey, gang, can we talk about Sam?” Bruce looked up over his glasses, unaware of his timeliness.

Steve’s expression said it all. “Shit.”

Samuel Wilson shoveled food into his mouth as if he were starving. A few people wandered in and out of the kitchen while Bucky looked on, mortified.

“You’re gonna get sick, buddy,” Bucky said as if he too would be sick.

“I’m in training, man. I lost so much muscle mass—it’s a bitch to put back on.” Sam gulped from the huge water bottle he carried everywhere.

“Glad to see your mood improved after sleep.”

“Bite me,” Falcon coughed between fork-fulls.

He ignored that rousing invitation. “You seemed to respond well to Samantha,” Bucky started.

“Lil’ Sam,” the hungry, hungry hippo corrected.

 “—so I thought she could help us out the next few flights. What do you think?”

“Whatever.” Sam continued to eat. Bruce had warned Bucky not to expect much real interaction from Wilson. After waking up, the onslaught of high brain activity had plateaued, and his personality was still recovering, if it was coming back at all. Wilson’s moods still jumped around, and his focus was erratic. Bruce had suggested trying some unconventional, new methods of acclimating Falcon back into the team. This was as good of an idea as any other.

To Bucky’s surprise, Samantha jumped at the chance to help, and he could she her projection sitting on the disc in the yard as he and Falcon approached. He was even more surprised when Little Sam took the reins right away.

“Tell you what, Big Sam,” she started, smiling, an odd thing to see for the first time on a projection. It seemed foreign somehow. “You beat me at cards, and you can skip flying today. Deal?”

Wilson perked up immediately. He stood straighter. He smirked. He bounced in his step, what he’d several times described to Bucky as ‘swagger.’ “You’re on. That’s what I’m talking about. See?” He glared at Bucky, “not everything has to be serious.”

Samantha dealt cards onto her platform, scooting off to lean only her face and arms into the projection, and Falcon took off his flight pack and curled up in front of the circle like a kid with a new toy. Bucky watched for a few minutes. Wilson stayed excited, fun, sarcastic, and competitive, but even when Samantha had a good hand that beat his, Wilson playful congratulated her. He never got cranky; he never snapped at her. Bucky left them outside, keeping a watchful eye from just inside the building. He couldn’t tell who was winning the entire time because they both seemed so genuinely excited for each other. The two Sams clearly joked and chided each other, talked animatedly, and finally, both threw up their hands in shock.

Samantha did a small victory dance while Wilson pressed his comm. “Alright, Barnes, it’s flight time. Fair and square.”

The whole practice was derailed by Samantha’s intermittent challenges for Falcon to fly in a certain way or pattern, once was hands flat by his sides like Iron Man launching, another was a figure eight, but Bucky didn’t mind as soon as he figured out what she was doing. He never caught her eye to confirm, but Samantha deliberately asked Wilson questions during flight, rehashed old memories, and left small details for Wilson to correct. Bucky suspected she was testing him, yet Wilson became his old self for the first time in half a year.

Sixty minutes became ninety. Ninety minutes became three hours, and still, Falcon flew strong. He’d successfully flown by a neural link alone twice without noticing because Samantha suggested he show off his dance moves. After a particularly fluid, in-flight Bruno Mars impression, Bucky clapped for Falcon’s achievement, assuming Samantha was equally impressed. When he turned to look, however, she wasn’t on the platform anymore. He could only see a combat boot on its side at the circle's edge.

“Sam,” he called, “did you trip?”

The foot did not move.

“Samantha,” Bucky tried with more urgency, “are you okay? Say something. We can’t see you.”

There was a quiet moan, and the foot dragged off out of view. “Ow…”

“Seriously, are you alright?”

“Lil’ Sam, come on. What’s up?” Wilson sauntered up. “You still got two left feet?” Bucky could hear the calm tone, but Wilson’s face showed only concern. They stood looking into thin air, helpless, unable to even reach out a hand.

Finally, a hand stuck itself into their view and gave a shaky thumbs up. A strained chuckle vibrated through the speakers. “I—I—just I need to eat is all.” Her voice was too quiet.

“What the hell? How long has it been since you ate?” Bucky put his hand to his forehead, demanding, “go into my place and eat something. You fainted.”

“Yeah, I think I’ll go lie down too.”

“I’ll send someone to check on you,” Bucky added.

“No,” Samantha said, leaning into the circle, her face stern, “I’m not built like you guys. I’ll just rest and see you tomorrow.” She switched off the platform from Wakanda.

“What’s wrong with Lil’ Sam?” Wilson stopped immediately in front of Bucky, so close Bucky could feel his breath. “Is she sick? Why didn’t she come home? She should be here.” The anger rose quickly in his voice.

Bucky raised his arms defensively without touching Sam. “Honestly, I don’t know. I wasn’t told to bring her back, and—” He stopped, himself a little hurt by the reality. “No one…” Wanted her home? That was a cruel way to put what seemed like a simple oversight. Asked her home? Did a Stark actually need to be asked to do anything? She could feasibly do whatever the hell she wanted, and did from what he saw. Remembered her? Bucky had to admit that he repeatedly forgot about Sam until he found a use for her today. “You’ll see her tomorrow, Sam. I’ll make sure of it. She’s fine. I’m looking after her.”

Falcon stormed off, knocking him against the shoulder hard as he passed. “You better,” he hissed and mumbled about food on his way inside. The quick turn of his friend’s dark mood shocked Bucky. They’d been doing so well.

Bucky thought back to years ago when Wilson had been so ashamed of falling out of touch with Samantha. How close had they really been? He flicked back through the recording of their card game. 

“—I definitely taught you how to bluff better than that—”

“—when you trained me to beat Nate with that trick shot before his basketball tryouts? He was pissed for weeks—I studied all the birds around the farm. I was gonna tell you all about them on your next visit—”

“—I should have taught you a good punch for those kids who called you that—”

It reminded Bucky of all the fellow soldiers at Lehigh who took over parenting him after his father’s accident. He had pieces of friendship and advice from everyone, but he remembered how sometimes the niceties only made him feel his loss more deeply. No single person could replace his father, and the more and more support he got, the more alone he felt when no one was around. His own father had died though; how did Sam feel knowing her father was still alive but took no part in raising her?

Bucky had always understood Stark’s perspective, perhaps because he felt so deeply responsible for how Tony became the man he was. Tony lost his parents to violent, evil forces, and after a period of burying his head in a bottle, he worked constantly to stop that from happening to anyone else. It was a full-time, all-time, forever job that only grew bigger and more complicated as the years went on. Now Earth needed two super soldiers, demigods, aliens, lab accidents, young drug-created recruits, and a veritable army of Inhumans running whole departments in every region just to keep evil at bay. Giving up on that to raise just one child alone, without her mother, the love of his own life, was such a foreign skill set, why wouldn’t he have outsourced it? 

After all the pain he put those he assassinated through, Bucky would never choose to be tortured by reliving what he’d done to their families. He would admit it, go through it for their benefit if he must, but if he didn’t have to, he would hide in a shitty apartment in Romania. Which is exactly what he did once. So Bucky had never blamed Tony for living separately from his daughter. Bucky shoved his head in the sand, hoping the world would heal and move forward without him; Tony dove head-first into protecting the whole world and hoped his daughter would be safer for it.

She was safer, in a way, but Samantha wasn’t really Tony’s kid anymore. She wasn’t really anyone’s kid entirely, and even though the responsibility had been spread thin over a dozen or so people over the years, no one, in particular, claimed her. Big Sam and Little Sam had obviously started a friendship that looked like family, but it died somewhere over the last decade. Bucky stood mesmerized by the ease at which the Sams picked up interacting with each other; he’d never seen Samantha so comfortable, friendly even. It was a little unnerving, like watching a stage performance before the curtain closed.

The footage paused when a message from Samantha popped up on his tablet. “Big Sam counts cards without knowing it. Can be distracted from doing it, but is capable of complex cognitive tasks he could not previously do. Tell Bruce.”

So, she really was testing him. Smart girl.

[Chapter 20: Nourish]

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