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tenaciousplaiddragonauthor · 2 years

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I'm Sorry If I Scared You

~ Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: None, just some angst.

A/n: Kinda wrote this on a whim. Got a specific scene/gesture I wanna write but I haven't gotten there yet. This is kinda bad, barely looked over it. Will edit later. I continuously write angst but I don't think capturing the mood is my forte. Anyways. Might be a part 2. Enjoy :)

"He's not happy, you know that right?"

A breath of yours transpired in the air, your chest felt heavy. And it wasn't just from exhaustion.

"I know, Steve."

You limped, staggering with Steve under one arm and Natasha on the other. The height different between the super soldier and deadly agent left you awkwardly imbalanced.

"Should've heard him over the comns," Natasha huffed.

Steve watched his step, "Actually, I couldn't quite understand him."

"Yea, he was cussing in Russian-"

You hissed in pain. Finally approaching the small jet, the edge of the opening stubbed your foot causing your leg to twist the wrong thing.

"Sorry," he whispered. And they proceeded to heave most of your weight, avoiding any tension to be placed on your foot up the small slop and into the main compartment of seats.

The cold brisk air whirled inside the warm high tech vehicles of Tony's. One of the two. The snow ridden hell-hole you spent that last couple of days, with its bitterness that nipped your noes and ears and harshness of winds that continuously slapped your face, was finally dissipating from your senses. The back began to close, the last gush of air and remnants of snow had stuck in as Steve and Nat laid you gently in your seat. It thudded shut and a exuberant digital noises spurred, automatically readying itself for take off without a manual pilot while you groaned.

"Well, I'm sorry I missed the show, I was too busy being-"

"Risking your life?"

Steve sat beside you while Nat was opposite, watching attentively.

"Steve, someone had to get the information."

"It was bait."

"It was our last chance." You said firmly, you locked eyes with his discerning gaze. However, you dropped it, tired and exhausted and sore, you winced as you forcibly moved your self to straighten in your seat and your side spasm into pain.

After a slight tenseful pause, he began, "Y/n-"

"No," you shut him down, "I'm not going to argue about it with you."

Nat watched your resistive gaze be casted downwards and Steve's sternness go limp with exasperation.

He sat back, "Fine, but it's not me who's going to argue with you."

Bucky.

A silent breath left through your nose, leaning your head all the back until it hit the metal. Steve watched through the window, focusing on the travel of passing scenery. The dreary winter atmosphere was quickly replaced with a dimmed softness of cool sunlight. It wasn't as cold near New York, but not exactly summer sunshine and brightness. It was almost calming behind the burning pain of your deep cut in your led and possibly broken rib and slight concussion.

"Is he ok?," you suddenly asked. Your soft voice breaking the silence, "are the others ok? is he on the other ship?"

"He and the others made it safely on the other jet, they're all ok..." Her response was quipped and automatic, "But I think he's a bit rattled after that."

"We all are," Steve chimed, "It's just, Buck might’ve taken it a little harder."

Luckily you three had arrived there before the others. With a bit of help and JARVIS' medical input, especially with the — not broken but fractured rib, you got yourself tidied up a bit. Despite Steve's insistence that you rest along, supported by JARVIS' diplomacy on the matter and Nat's silent concern, you needed to be there when Bucky arrived.

"Look, I need to talk to Bucky." You fumbled to stand with your single crutch. Steve instictively reached out but you refused.

"He'll come to you," Steve insisted.

"He'll just get more worked up if he sees me in this dingey bed in this dingey medical room, no offence JARVIS you have been lovely."

"Why thank you Y/n L/n. I am not offended."

"I need to be up and functioning." You finalised. Steve stood their unconvinced of your reasoning.

Suddenly, you noticed, Nat turning away, finger to her comn. She nodded with a few traded murmurs. She faced the two of you again, "they just landed."

Close after, JARVIS added, "Tony Stark, Thor Ordinson, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner and James Barn have entered the building."

At the announcement, you smiled at your two friends and colleagues. "That's my cue." And they watched you make your way, clicking with every step with your crutch.

Entering the elevator, you asked where your James was at the moment.

"He is on the main floor and has entered the kitchen lounge. I believe he is retrieving a drink, Y/n L/n."

"Thank you, JARVIS."

"My pleasure."

Nearing kitchen you bumped into Tony. Unfortunately. "You know you got a lot of nerve, Kid, stealing my thunder. I was going to do the exact same thing but I guess, due to technical difficulties of course, you beat me to the punch," he gestured to you injuriesm. "Besides, I thought Spangles was too stubborn to take orders or caution-"

You scoffed at him, "He still is", making your way to the door, "Regardless, you did good, but next time you got some great ineffable plan for danger, let me know."

You pushed open the door, only to see Bucky's rigid, uniforme cladded back to you. Tony saw too, each could feel the tension rise and he saw your nonchalant expression turn forlorn at the sight of the Winter Soldier. For once Tony took the hint, stepping back.

"I'll let you two talk."

You gave him a grateful yet bitter-sweet smile as he nodded and left.

Stepping in, the door slammed shut on its own as you made your way through. The clicking echoed until it stopped, you found yourself a seat behind the kitchen bench Bucky stood in the other side. He was mad. That much wasn't hard to tell. Patiently you waited for him to start, staring at his back thay stayed relentlessly still. Slowly rising and falling.

Then you thought maybe you should start.

"Look, I know you're mad, but-"

You hear a cup softly make a sound from meeting the counter. He turned slightly, just enough for you to see the bruise on his cheek.

"You could've gotten killed." He voice was solemn.

"But I didn't."

"They were other ways."

"No there wasn't-"

"Why did you have to do that of all things?!" He face whips around to you, and at last you see his worrisome face. Bit of dirt and blood — of who's you worry — and his hair unkept and sweaty. His eyes are stern yet relief flashes over them from simply seeing you.

"You know why!" you pushed.

Something churned deep in the pit of his stomach, as he couldn't keep his eyes off your bandages.

"You should've stayed with Steve, then you wouldn't have been cut off, then this wouldn't have happened-"

"And what? not have successfully retrieved the information? the soul purpose of this mission we spent days on? The key to under Hydra's information that has been seeping through SHIELDS connections and resources?" You couldn't help but raise your voice a little.

"There whole under headquarters was empty by the time we pulled down their outside defenses- it was a goddamn trap!" he countered.

"It was a last minute ditch, and you know that.

We caught them in surprise and their infrastructure was collapsing so they made their tech hub into a ticking bomb, yes, but me and Steve were already too far in to go back and more of their exits were becoming gridlocked."

"No you were close enough to escape! why didn't you?!"

When the sirens rung in the walls of your skull and Tony and Clint had confirmed Hydras frantic evacuation, explosives were detected in the centre of their controls. It was their defense mechanism. A poison tooth to a spy. Doors ways were closing, signals were becoming significantly weak for Nat to keep track of where there were. But she had just enough time to chime on the comns that she could break you out as long as you stayed stagnant.

But time was ticking and the bleak pipe riden tunnels of the enemy laid the last fleeting opportunity to complete the mission, before they were closed off. Bucky was rhe last one you herd making calls on travel, mentioning he was on his way with the motorcycle. That was before he'd hear Steve's sudden yell and your static message of 'Sorry, guys, but I'm going in, we need that-'. You ran moments before the door between the outside and the way to the control centre closed. Cutting you off from Steve, communication on comn, location detection signals from Nat and the outside world from a room thay was going to blow.

"Because, James! Hydra has been growing for who knows how fucking long, seeping into more and more government officials and cities under our noses! and here was our chance."

He folded his arms defensively, "You really think thay was their only source of intel-"

"Of course not!"

"Then you know the control centre and their data there was nothing to them! they have their copy- a copy we could have found instead of, instead of doing this." he jabbed a finger into the counter. "Instead of putting your life at risk."

Slumped in your chair, sighing. You looked at the floor. "Bucky, our guys have spent months finding their hide out, if we had backed down completely," you looked to him, "then we would have let them get away. Allowing them to cover their trace, build anew and grow more. They would be ten times harder to track and so more spreading, more damage and more leverage they have over us and others-"

His hands have dropped now, his brows were deeply furrowed, "So, So what? I- I'm just supposed to be fine- when the time calls for it, when a mission calls for it and you come up with some impossible plan that risks your life completely, I'm just supposed to let you die?!"

"Yes!"

Each of you exclaimed at one another over the table, loud enough for other to hear. Thick silence and quickly fallen between. Bucky's blue eyes had suddenly became shocked and immensely saddened, his tense face slackened at your deafening answer. While you faltered to keep his gaze, falling back into your chair shamefully, the realisation of what you had said sunk in like a knife.

In this deafening quiet you heard his rigid breath. You felt his scrutinising gaze.

You lift your head to look at him, "Bucky I-"

But before you could even beginning, he boots thudded against the expensive floor and he was gone.

#Bucky #bucky angst #james buchanan bucky barnes #marvel #mcu #bucky fic #We love se good ol angst #Havent posted in so long #I started a lot of small fics #just cant bring myself to finishinf them #anywho #its fucking 4am #toodles

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tenaciousplaiddragonauthor · 2 years

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Feel the Same

~ Itadori Yuji x reader

Word count: short

Warnings: Angst, DEPRESSING THOUGHTS, tears, very short, whatnot.

A/n: welp, this one is quite short, I normally like to give specific details, relationship establishment of whatever it may be, but today, didn't feel like complicating it :D ok toodles.

Description ~ You try to close off, but Itadori still follows after, still listens to what you have to say. It just wasn't what he thought.

The highest of the high rooftops. Open landing. Dirt and dust in every corner with abandoned pieces of clothing hung and mismatch slippers left broken. Who left it there, no one knows. It was green all over, it wore markings and peeling paint, but that's fine. This building wasn't your home. You didn't have a family waiting, a mother worried or a sibling whining for you to come down for dinner. It was just you and Yuji. Much to your dismay.

The sky was purple this time. The sun just a small, glowing orange dot. The sunset seemed to put on a different show today. The breeze was soothing as it caressed your cheek, kindly brushing the strand of hair out of your eyes. The fresh air filled your senses. Filling your lungs as you took a deep breath. It wasn't the congested, smokey air that suffocated most things deep in the city. Up here, it was nice. This was your's, but now he was here...

Cross legged on the edge of the building you sighed as you tried to just focus up on the sky. You could feel him lingering behind you and it made your skin crawl with irritation.

"I called dibs months ago, so leave."

You hear his steps come to a halt. You can already imagine the look on his face. His big eyes, wide, and a small pout that rested on his lips in innocent surprise that you knew he was there. "I... I didn't know you had a spot."

You simply gave him a dismissive hum, still staring up at the sky, refusing to properly acknowledge his presence by looking him in the eye.

Itadori looked around the untidy yet vacant landing, and out in the open horizon of endless urban to monumentally tall skyscrapers that pierced at the sky and draped in the hazy, warm atmosphere.

Absentmindedly he whispered to himself, "So this is where you go every time-"

"Just say it already."

Quiet, monotonous and exasperated those words that left your lips were. And he snapped his wandering eyes to the back of your head and at the sound of your voice.

He raised an eye brow, "I wasn't going to say anything."

Itadori hears you scoff with a breathy laugh laced through it as he sees your shoulders shake from it, "You stalked me all this way just to say nothing, then I guess there's no need for you to be here..."

You were always so blunt. There was never a smooth edge to your sword, always sharp and ready to carve the deepest wounds.

Instead, the sorceror stared at the back of your head. Instead of hurt that wore his face, it was pity, sympathy and worry that glazed it. It was a soft look that said he was worried about you.

"... you must be hurting a lot," his voice was gentle as he walked up to you, your ledge, your back faced to him in stubbornness. "Especially if you're this mean."

He watched from the side, your eyes falter from gazing up, transfixed on the sky. It tumbled as did your words, "I'm not- ...." you clicked your tongue fustrated, "what are you doing here?" you still didn't look at him, "if you're not here to steal my spot," your brow creased in irritation and looked off to the side yet still no where near his eyes, "or say what I thought you were gonna say, then what do you want?"

Itadori let your words hang for a bit before answering. "What did you think I was gonna say?..." he said simply, almost innocently oblivious to your growing anger.

"...'are you ok?'..." Your voice was weakening.

"Are you?"

All that came was your silence. You could feel yourself shrinking, back into that dark hole. He saw your gaze fall to your hands that grasped each other and fiddled in thought, your head bowed and torn away from the pretty sky that's been distracting you for so long. Why couldn't he just leave you alone.

The wind pushed his face as it did yours, but his big inquisitive eyes seemed like it was never going to leave yours. After a few moments it did, though, and he smoothly jumped up on the ledge, without a sound, gently rested comfortably on top of the concrete mound beside yourself. A good space left between you and him and he sat with his hands on his thighs and he stared out into the open. He had let you think.

"You ever just hold out..." you suddenly spoke. Your once cut-throat tone now soft and thoughtful, caused him to snap his head to you. You were looking beyond as well, far off into the space he was too peering, and he saw how ever so slightly, so subtle and almost unnoticeable, your always hardened features beginning to crumble just a crumb at a time.

Blinking at you he responded, "... what do you mean ?"

"Y'know," he listened to how your voice tighten and watched your chest heave one big breath and your chin tilt back up to the sky before continuing, "like you just don't feel uncomfortable to share little things with the people around you... cause you're just holding out for someone." You rested your eyes on the moon that slowly started to vade into existence amongst the sunset hues, always too early. "Someone you don't know. Someone you think who'll understand perfectly, whatever it is. Someone you think will know what to say to you, always. Someone you think would never make you feel alone, ever. Someone you think will hold you whenever, wherever and say 'its ok'.... Someone you're waiting for but don't know how long." Tears pricked the corner of your eyes that instincetivrly furrowed in frustration at the feeling, and he watched you swallow hard in dejection. "C-cause it doesn't feel right to tell anyone else, and so you just hold out; on your feelings, your bad days, your insecurities, your tears, all just for that person that feels right..."

And finally, as Itadori with tender eyes that painfully watched you, you with watery eyes he never knew you could have, and you with the flushed face of sadness he never knew you could wear, you met his eyes atlas and with sorrow he didn't think he could bare.

"You ever feel that way?"

NOTE! ~ hi, I just wanna say, I am not saying feeling this way, refusing your feelings to be told is a great and appealing way to go about things. PLEASE DONT DO THIS. This isn't being EDGY this is being UNHEALTHY. I write angst to just connect and provoke feelings not to promote it. Don't wait, just let it all out. Ok stay beautiful, bye :)

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tenaciousplaiddragonauthor · 2 years

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Late Hours

~ Nanami x Reader

Word count: ???

Warnings: nothing but fluff ig.

A/n: wrote that ages ago. About a month. Thought it was bad. Just read it. Actually wasn't that bad. Tweaked it. Probs needs more tweaking. And badda bing badda boom. Enjoy :D I should be asleep haha.

Description: Late hours, long nights full of arduous and constant work was normal. For Nanami. Normal and unnoticeable. But things change once it comes at the expense of your unrelentless love and worry.

"Hi~"

"Love, what are you doing? it's 12am"

"I just wanted to hear your voice"

"You should be sleeping"

"And you should be here beside me"

A hushed sigh escaped his lips as he held the phone to his ear. He stared at his brightly illuminating screen within this very dark room, he could feel the tension in his face dissipate as he considered your words.

It was late, as stated. Another very late night at the office. The lights have already went out and many doors already locked, but Nanami was left with the keys, the ones suitable enough to let him leave this prison. And while such a promising opportunity sat before him to do so, instead he was still sat at his desk typing away.

But this was normal. Nanami finding himself staying back for extra long hours, and for a long time this was normal and he never really minded. Until he got involved with you.

"I know you're working hard, Kento, but I just miss you," your voice through the phone was soft. The way your voice sounded comfortably at ease and not accompanied by artificial voices, he could tell you were in bed, lying down and not on the couch waiting for him like he asked you to stop doing. He didn't like coming home to see you passed out on the couch, it always made him feel guilty.

"I know, I miss you more, Y/n," the man replied with the same softness. He rubbed his face, pushing up his spectacles and ruffled his hair, as if finally indulging in the 'after work' effects.

Nanami heard you shuffling and adjusting yourself in your shared sheets, God, he wished he was there with you. "You must be tired, baby," you inquired.

"hmm... I'm ok."

"You may say that but you really need rest," you sleepily countered. Your words were stern but your voice was gentle. "Please come home now, I will complain to your boss about your workload, if I have to." It was almost humorous hearing you try and act reprimanding behind your groggy tone. A breathy chuckle was let out.

"I'm serious, Kento"

"I know you are, darling"

And there was truth behind them, too.

It wasn't until you came around did Nanami notice what a strenuous burden he places on himself when it comes to work. Late hours, early starts. Before, it was normal. Between dealing with curses and paper work, the constant work felt necessary at all costs. However, once he met you, he realised how tired he was, how much work he'd spend doing, the late hours he kept himself in his office, the extreme danger he'd put his health at and the bliss and peace he was depriving of himself.

He didn't realise this until he came home to you waiting on the couch to go to sleep, until he saw you cry over his fatal wounds, until he watched you attentively and carefully patch him up, until he saw you walk into his office with lunch just to make sure he was eating properly, or until he received your late night calls to remind someone's waiting for him to come home and rest. Just like now.

Nanami's face held a contemplative look you couldn't see. He thought about how much he worries you and how you're still on the line, making an effort to do this.

"I'm sorry," he says, breaking the prolonged silence. You were probably falling asleep as you held the phone, and by what he heard, you were trying to fight the drowsiness from consuming you, "w- what, Kento, why are you saying sorry?," and something about that made his heart clench.

"I just... I'm disturbing your sleep by doing this," it's not what he wanted to say but you knew what he meant.

Unbeknowest to him, you smiled a small, sad, smile. "Oh, Kento," your voice was comforting, "I chose to call you, you're not disturbing anyone's sleep especially mine," Nanami just hummed in response. "Just come home and cuddle with me, yea?"

Your comforting words briefly dispelled his burdensome thoughts. He wondered how you could always be like this; making his chest feel warm and his mind light.

"Ok, Love," he said, "I'm coming home." With your half dazed self, just on the brink of sleep, you could hear the click and shuffling sounds of your lover packing up his stuff and turning off his work device. Naturally you lips turned into a grin, "Good."

Standing up, phone pressed against his ear still and loosening his suffocating tie, he announced he was on his way.

"I'm so excited to hug you..." your voice so hushed and drenched in sleep, "to kiss you and cuddle... y.. ou~" and soon your voice had drawn out into a drowsy whisper.

You must be very tired, and the corner of Nanami's lips turned up in endearment from hearing your comment and attempt to stay awake for him. But he knew you were at your limit and you've most likely fallen asleep. You needed your sleep just as much as he did.

Sometimes, Nanami wondered why you were still with him. He wondered why you continue to worry and love him despite what he puts you through. But he trusts you, and he loves you enough to know its not his place to question if he was worthy of your time. Because despite him thinking no, it's a decision he can't make, it's yours. So he smiles, and promises himself to come home and show and prove to you, that your worth all of his time, too.

"I love you, too," he whispered so he wouldn't wake you up. "I'll see you soon, love."

Oh lord it's 1am.

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tenaciousplaiddragonauthor · 2 years

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Who's Going to Protect You?

~ Young Draken and You

Word count: Unknown

Warnings: None. Just fluff :))

A/n: Edited but not the best lol.

There's something so cute about you growing up with Draken at a young age.

Both of you have been seen around Shibuya city just walking together as children, not an ounce of fear, just going on adventure after adventure together.

You'd always find a stray cat to rescue and it'd always result in Draken lifting you up on his shoulders the best he can so you could reach the cat thatd cower in high places. Sometimes, if you two were lucky enough you'd find a whole litter, and you both would come back in the rain, Draken holding all the kittens in his make shift pouch of a shirt. All but one that sat in your small hands while absolutely drenched from the outside downpour. Dripping at the entrance of the brothel with wide grins, especially on your face, while the owner and girls looked astonished by the two kids' little present coming home.

Since you and Draken were comfortable traversing the city, small and kind, you both had become well acquainted with many of the owners in many small stores. Well, it was you who was most kind. You were such a chatter box and was always the first to make conversation with the cashier. Draken would just listen and smile when need be. At a young age he also made sure you were safe. Pulling you back or telling you 'no' when you wanted to talk to some stranger. Despite being only a year or two older, the difference meant everything when you were little, Draken felt more inclined to protect you.

But most times you were stubborn, and you'd defy his protectiveness. And soon you were friends with the bakers, the bike owners, the butcher, the cashiers at newsagents, the homeless lady on the street, the old woman who ran the stall selling flowers. Nearly everyone who was always in Shibyua working.

But I think the most endearing thing about this idea of growing up with Draken is when he grows up and gets into his first fight.

Years go by and Draken starts to become more and more involved in conflicts with juveniles in the city. His nature to fight was growing; he hated rude people and he definitely hated bullies.

So one day, without you by his side for once, Draken is caught up with some older kids trying to pick a fight. They were cruel and most importantly annoying. Draken was at a stand off with them, one against three and they were poking at him to do something.

Draken wasn't scared, instead he was fuming. It didn't matter that they looked three years older them him, probably already in highschool, Draken was angry and was reading to strike. But of course, the sight of a angry 11 year old boy was amusing, and their snickering and comments about it only made young Draken more upset.

But amidst the snarky and stern looks, large taunting grins, and clenched fists, all of a sudden a high pitched scream had erupted from afar.

The three teenage delinquents' attention were pulled away from the angry boy and to the far distance behind him. Draken was annoyed they weren't looking at him, backing out of the fight, until he realised the drawn out squeaky scream becoming more apparent to him.

All four of them furrowed their eyes, squinting and Draken finally turned around to see where that awful sound was coming from.

And approaching them with great speed, down the sloping street, was a little girl sprinting with a baseball bat over her head yelling at them top over her lungs, no words being said in particular just a sound serving as a signal for attack. And the closer the younger one approached, Draken eyes widened in realisation as to who this child was. It was you.

"What the fuck?" one of the boys said.

You were so small, but there was something truly alarming about you in the moment. An angry child running full ball at them, screaming with a bat and a twisted face of determination.

"I'm getting the fuck outta here"

"Who's devil child is that?"

"I don't fucking care, I'm leaving,"

And quickly there dashed. Draken was shocked upon hearing this, and he yelled at them angrily to come back for a proper fight.

He heard you get closer and he quickly turned back, astonished to see you heave and huff once you finally reached him. You stared around for the three boys, a little girl that looked almost cute with your brows furrowed at the disappearance and lack of fight.

"They're gone?" you asked innocently.

"Y/n! what- why did you do that?!" he ignored your question.

"I saw them gang up on you! so I came to rescue you!" you exclaimed with wide hand gestures.

Draken was baffled, he never thought he'd see such a sight of his bestfriend. Almost annoyed you interfered with his almost first fight, he let out a sigh. You came to 'rescue him'. A small smile crept onto his lips as he ruffled your hair while your small lungs were still recovering; you were so tiny and easily exhausted from such a strenuous run and act.

"Well, thanks, but next time let me doing the intimidating," he pulled you along to go back to the brothel and rest.

"But.. but what if," you couldn't even bring out a sentence you were so out of breath, "here," Draken knelt down and you climbed on his back. "But what if you got hurt?" you mumbled against his back.

"I wouldn't have"

"But what if you did, Ryuguji?"

"But I wouldn't, Y/n"

He let you settle back down from the high of energy and exertion, walking back slowly under the sun on this sunny day. The sky was so blue today. He could hear the bat you lazily still held in your tiny fist, drag along the pavement, knocking at every ridge and edge.

"What if they hurt you bad and couldn't come back?"

"They wouldn't have, don't worry"

"And I wasn't there to protect you," he could literally hear you pout and Draken chuckled in response, "I don't need protecting, Y/n, I'm the one who protects"

It was silent for a bit, before you suddenly kicked you legs and tapped Drakens shoulder hurriedly, "Wait wait, we need to go into the meat shop," you said pointing a small finger to the store ahead.

"Stop by the butcher? what, why?"

"Just do ittt," you whined and Draken just shook his head, "Fine".

Upon entering, you called out, "Thank you for the bat, Chester!"

Looking up from behind his work, the burling man covered in blood instantly smiled from recognising your childish voice, "Oh you're back? anytime, sweetie, I see you successfully rescued Draken." The man let out a heavy and loud laugh.

"Yep!" you chimed. Sounding so proud that you did.

Draken just rolled his eyes and raised a polite hand as signal for their leave.

"Have a nice day, little ones!"

"Bye Chester!"

The rest of the journey home was spent silent and relaxed.

He could tell from the way you felt heavier that you were falling asleep. And all Draken could do was think about what happened before he finally spoke up.

"Y/n, please don't do anything like that again.." he softly began. "You were lucky that those bullies ran off instead of staying," something about today worried him; how you were so unfaltering to jump into action at the sight of danger.

"You could've gotten seriously hurt. And if you keep doing that, one day you just might." I don't think young Draken ever wanted to see that day. You were his best friend since he was younger, and he's been trying to protect you then and now and even hopes to do so for the future.

"You need some protecting too, Ryuguji"

Suddenly caught off guard by your small groggy voice, his brows slightly raised and relaxed by what you said. It was endearing, what you said. He guessed it was going to be hard to change his little stubborn friend's mind.

He huffed exaggeratedly with a small smile, "Whatever you say, Y/n."

Growing up with Draken, he made a promise with himself at a young age he'd always protect you in the long run. And it looked like you did the same for him, too.

KDHFJWOQJ WHAT HAVE I WRITTEN

Sorry, I came up with this on the spot and I actually thought it was cute. Sorry if you didn't. Ok, toodles.

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tenaciousplaiddragonauthor · 2 years

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Not That You Need It

~ Not fanfic (sorry)

Word count: unknown

Warnings: angsty? sentimental? ambiguously written. Just about a beloved friendship by the fictional speaker, but a friendship the other outgrew. Might edit it later.

A/n: Word vomit is my blog so it's not exactly just fanfics. This piece is just a experimental thing based off an specific angsty phrase I wanted to write down. Poorly written and on the spot - hence not professional (not that any of my works are lmao). But my blog being my space to share my work, I thought there was not harm in sharing this one. Feel free to read it and give (CONSTRUCTIVE) feedback - negativity won't be tolerated. If not, have a nice day. I need to sleep.

Dear, Best friend.

I remember when I was your favourite. The one person you loved talking to. I could see it in your eyes as you spoke, the lightness in your voice I could hear, the careless and comfortable actions I noticed you'd take around me. I remember when you were excited to talk to me, the one person who knew you best. I remember when it came to pairs, we were always One and Two. I remember when you wanted to do things with me and would tell me about them instantly enthused. Exciting things and plans with me in the near and far future; like picnics, walks, city sightings, apartment looking. I remember when it was just you and me. The one you liked most. It's selfish to say, I miss the way you made me feel special. You made me feel like I was easy to like and even love. I wish I didn't take it for granted, because now you've met new people, more exciting than me. More worthy of your time and you've finally realised that. You go on wild adventures and crazy talks you now feel like you could never have or done with me. You finally realised you deserve better, someone more fitted for you. Someone that was perfect for you. That wasn't me, it never was, and it was niave and self centred of me to think it so. You outgrew me while I stayed the same, not able to grow as fast as you and be as out there as you. Sometimes I envied you and hated you for it. But the more I see how happy you are, it was me that I hated most. Hated because I couldn't be enough for you, that I couldn't give you what you needed, that I was silently holding you back and disliking you for it. You deserved the world and so much more. I'm sorry if you felt the need to stay back a little for me or share things with me just so I felt included. It's not about me anymore, it's about you. You're doing great, you're doing amazing, being out there in the world, striving higher than anyone I've ever met. You'll do good and maybe a little bad. But mistakes are mistakes and I know you know that. You'll be a warm light to so many others along the way in life just like you were in mine. I wished I could always be there with you, to witness the fantastic miracles you'll pull, but you're heading somewhere else, somewhere beyond my reach and I know its somewhere good. So, keep flying. The sky's your limit and you can't afford small things stopping you from achieving such amazing heights, especially not me. I'm not worthy of such a sacrifice, but no need to worry, I'll find my own way. I'm sure. I wish you all the luck in the world, old friend.

Not that you need it.

From, the past.

little note: I have been fascinated in writing about unrequited love, but I thought somewhere to start was a fading friendship. That's all, hope you enjoyed my word vomit. bye.

#original work #original writing #original fiction #angst #best friend #a fading friendship #worse than a break up #honestly dont know #am i tired?#yea i guess #poor writing #oops #have a good one #bye

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tenaciousplaiddragonauthor · 2 years

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Cuddles

~ Asahi x Reader

Word count: 811

Warnings: None. Just fluff and possibly bad writing. Oh and, poor editing - will fix later.

A/n: Yes, I have written about Asahi again. Whoops. It was an old unfinished story in my draft and decided to finish it. I have many unfinished works, it just seems this one is the only one I could finish the easiest. Sorry if its another really simple plot based story, I hope you enjoy tho :) if not, well... ?

Description ~ You and Asahi are finally able to spend a peaceful morning in bed together, swarmed by the comfort of your blanket, pillows and most importantly each other. But there was just something about that morning that made you want to remind him how much you love him...

"I don't think you understand how much I love you".

"Oh yea?" he smirked.

It was early in the morning. And so far you and Asahi have been up, lying in bed. You were first awake. Awoken by the beaming sunrise that seeped into your shared room provoking you to roll over and meet your absolutely beautiful husband soundly asleep, disheveled and peaceful in the gorgeous light that fell on his skin.

In the moment you just couldn't help but smile, half-asleep and dazed by your true love already and once again. Without being able to resist, you pecked him on the cheek softly and gently and from it he stirred slightly from your touch and sunlight. You whispered your 'good morning' and he returned it just as warm as Asahi opened his eyes to meet your's for a second before smiling, closing his eyes and turning on his side to snuggle closer to you.

Now a sleepy smirk rested on his lips from your statement you endearingly slipped out about the unthinkable amount of love you have for him.

"yea..." you whispered, lost as you analysed his features.

From his beautiful brown locks to his chin of facial hair you've remembered from Highschool days, you loved every inch of him. His skin glowed, his hair looked soft and those lovely eyes he flashed you looked golden. He was perfect and you wondered what you did to deserve him.

"Want me to give you an idea?" you asked, smirking with sincerity.

With half his face buried into his soft pillow, he opened one of his eyes, half lidded and drenched in sleep. Seeing you, you saw one of the peaks of his lips curve subtly at your adorable smile. He closed his eyes, shifting slightly so his face rested on the pillow, uncovered yet eyes still closed, humming to let you know he was giving you his full, sleepy attention.

"I love you to the moon and back" you said softly.

Asahi chuckled at your cheesy line, glancing at you with amusement.

"No, actually, that doesn't even describe half of my love for you" you said, "I love you to the moon and beyond".

Smiling at him, he looked at you, his eyes adoring you and your words. "Wow, that's new" his morning voice was deep and warm, comforting to you in his now softspoken words as if slightly surprised.

"You sure though? I mean 'beyond' is quite the distance, my love" oh, he was teasing.

"I'm not done" you smugly stated. You leaned in closer, nearly chest to chest. "My love for you is larger than any amount of stars you could possibly count in all the galaxies". Asahi saw your eyes sparkle as you stared up at him saying such words. His cheeks blushed slightly, chuckling. "I didn't know that, my love".

"Asahi, I love you so much that it's beyond any possible words out there but I can say this.. I know its so strong and pure and true... and I know that because my reality is becoming better, more and more so than any of my dreams all because of you".

Asahi wasn't so sleepy now. He looked to you with softened eyes. Almost shocked by such surprisingly endearing words. And from seeing that on his face, you gently placed your hand on his cheek. Absent mindedly smoothing your thumb over his smooth skin as a affectionate gesture to soothe him.

You chuckled lightly, "I'm sorry for the randomness," you smiled at your husband kindly as you stared at his face you found oh so admirable, "We've just been so busy these past few weeks, and I... I just wanted to remind you." you returned your tender gaze to his eyes, "I love you, darling."

Your grin nearly turned a little shy as your watched Asahi's silently awestruck face just stare back without a sound. Maybe those words you said sounded like nothing to others, but to him? from you? well it made him feel like he was 18 all over again, overwhelmingly warm in the face and his heart excessively fluttering beyond his control. He was so weak for you it was almost embarrassing.

And out of that flustered embarrassment, he moved rather quickly towards you, swooping under your arms and through the thick, shared blanket just to bury his flushed face into your chest. And you giggled at him. He let out an exasperated breath, "only you can mak me me feel like I'm back to that shy teenage boy again" he suppressed a tugging smile at the sound of your laugh again, "Oh Asahi, I'm honoured," you joked.

A breathy chuckle came from his lips and he lifted his face so he could see you once more. You both shared a dishevled bed hair and loving eyes. How did he get so lucky, he wondered.

"I love you too, pumpkin."

Check out my other works if you enjoyed this!

#asahi #asahi azumane #hq asahi #hq fluff #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyu fic #haikyu imagine #asahi fluff #azumane asahi #asahi x you #asahi x reader #cuddles for days #a lot of lovey dovey crap im writing #Asahi appreciation really #im a simp I know

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tenaciousplaiddragonauthor · 2 years

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I Love You

~ Draken x reader

Warnings: Slight angst, nothing much.

Word count: ??? it’s short is all you need to know.

A/n: This is honestly trash; just wanted to post something. Been meaning to write some actual stuff on Draken cause he’s one of my many favourite TR characters - currently reading the manga - and wanted to write him. However, I kept trying and kept losing motivation so I just wrote this instead. Just word vomit, enjoy.

Canon or not, accurate or not, I feel like even if you were smiling so much, chatting away as usual and extra peppy, Draken would still feel like something is wrong.

After so many years of growing up with Draken, from when his hair was slicked back and before he wished for a tattoo on the side of it, till now; you knew each other well enough whether you denied it or not.

You both have gone through a lot together; the highs and the lowest of lows. So it was hard to hide things from one another.

So even when you were foolish enough to even try it; laughing as usual, smiling at the right time and acting the same as best as you could, Draken would look at you hard. And ask ‘Y/n.. is everything ok?”

His voice would be soft, gentle. He’d have this expression that made you feel safe and comforted, like it was ok to say it. You’d halt your steps and freeze, slowly turning to face him. And he’d watch your resting lips turn into a deep frown; trying to force yourself to relax your twisting features. Making a poor attempt to keep it together as you avert your watering eyes you silently cursed at and bowed your head slightly to hide your trembling lips.

Draken would look down at you with a small frown on his own lips - he hated seeing you like this. And slowly, he’d put out his hand in front of you, silently asking you for your hands and you’d instinctively oblige. Grabbing your small hands into his, he’d gently pull you closer to him as you quietly cry, feeling droplets hit his skin. He would place your arms around his waist and engulf you into a warm embrace. Holding you as comforting as he could as he felt your sob and shake into his chest.

It hurt a lot to feel you tremble, but he was patient as he waited for you to stop crying, to get it all out of your system. You needed this. Resting his forehead on top on your head as you were so small compared to him, his warm breath fanned your face but it was comforting in a way. Slow breaths you’d try and focus on, a comforting reminder that he was here.

And once you’d quietened and there was nothing but each other’s warmth, he’d pull back slightly just to meet your eyes, lifting your chin ever so gently to get a proper look at you.

Your eyes would be a little red and your face tear stained, but still oh so beautiful. And his? so calm, so reassuring and warm as he'd say,

“You know you can tell me anything, you know that? I’m always here...”

God, that’d make you want to cry all over again. But this time you’d hold the tears back, long enough till your eyes are glossy and your genuine smile was back, and you’re able to manage out a mere whisper only he could catch,

“I love you”

All he could do was blush.

He was too stunned to speak

- ignore me, I’m really bored.

Ok bye.

#tokyo revengers #Draken #fluff #anime #tokyo revengers fanfic #fanfiction #anime fluff #anime fanfic #draken imagine #tokyo revengers imagine #draken fluff #draken x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #idek anymore #just wanted to write something

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tenaciousplaiddragonauthor · 2 years

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My Works :D

Haikyuu ~

Don’t Leave Me ~ Akaashi Keiji x reader (Fluff & Angst)

Flirt ~ Asahi Azumane x reader (???)

Cuddles ~ Asahi Azumane x reader (Extra fluffy)

Obey Me ~

Warmth ~ Beelzebub x reader (Fluff & Crack)

Jujitsu Kaisen ~

Late Hours ~ Nanami x reader (Fluff)

Feel the Same ~ Itadori Yuji x reader (Angst)

My Hero Acadamia ~

Internships ~ Fat gum, Tamaki & Kirishima, reader insert (Fluff)

Star Wars ~

Only the Stars Knew ~ Obi-wan x reader (Fluff)

Tokyo Revengers ~

I love you ~ Draken x reader (Hurt comfort)

Who's Going to Protect You? ~ Young!Draken & Young!fem!Reader (Fluff)

Marvel ~

Sorry If I Scared You ~ Bucky Barnes x Reader (Angst)

Loki Drabble: My Guard ~ Loki x reader (Angst?? just being enemies yknow)

Original works ~

Not that you need it ~ About accepting a fading friendship (angst)

#navigate #my works

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tenaciousplaiddragonauthor · 2 years

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Flirt

~ Asahi Azumane x fem!reader

Warning: Flirtation?? (well obviously) Asahi out of character?? beware though, this might be cringey, I'm sorry.

Word Count: 1k

A/n: This is an old one. Sorry about any grammatical errors. And if your name starts with "Your" and "bestie, Ash", move along you have nothing to see here <3

Everyone who were close or personally and have truly met Asahi Azumane, knew he was a timid guy right off the bat. He was anxious, shy and always flustered from the slightest bit of praise or small compliment sent his way. Asahi was always blushing and rubbing his neck as he smiled bashfully. It was so cute. Especially to you, that is.

These strong and prodominant attributes to Asahi's character were the very ones you fell in love with and were very accustomed to as his girlfriend.

It was so simple to cause his face to flush entirely with that adorable shade of signature pink of his and have him stumbling over his words when trying to respond in return. Constant teasing, small intimate affections, spontaneous kisses, hugs and suggestive comments is what got him bad. And you enjoyed every second of his adorable reactions.

But maybe today was the day that changed for once.

It was just another lazy day in your shared apartment. You were doing a small clean up in the kitchen while Asahi was finishing off some quick clothing designs he needed to submit before the end of the weekends. Both your shared days off were always peaceful and relaxing.

Though, on this particular day, while you washed the dishes, you were in your full cleaning gear and all; gloves, rolled up sleeves, a scraggly bun, Asahi's old headband and your at home glasses; you truly were in the 'mode' and as a result, were, too, lost in your thoughts. You were pondering on what you two should have for dinner. You thought about college and the upcoming finals you had to worry about very soon. And also the gross soggy food you had to touch right there before you.

Though, these unorganized notions were interrupted by a well known and beloved voice from behind.

"You look so beautiful"

Slightly startled from his sudden presence you instictively turned your head to him. Asahi was leaning against the wall, seemingly simply peering at you, hands in the pockets of his sweatpants, messy bun and in all his amazing glory.

You instantly let out a curt and breathy chuckle, ignoring his statement before asking "Why are you just standing there? thought you were perfecting your masterpieces". You turned back to scrubbing the plate in hand.

"All done" he stated plainly, though contet all in all.

"Oh, so now you're just gonna creepily stand there and watch me?" you teased, smirking to yourself.

"I was just appreciating the view"

Instantly, your cheeks blushed. Despite being together since high school, it was rare that Asahi would unabashedly say such things outwardly to you. Of course he'd express his feelings and admiration for you but typically with a stutter or a never ceasing tinge of blush on his face. But this? this seemed different.

"O-oh?" you cleared your throat. "Didn't know my dishwashing gloves turned you on so much".

You heard a small laugh come from behind, but not a flustered one like usual. It sounded cocky, laced with a slight scoff of amusement.

"Maybe not those gloves, but those sweatpants are definitely working for you".

Your eyes widened and your cheeks flared immensely. Woah.

"Bit bold are we?" you forced out as calmly as you could.

You were not expecting that.

Unbeknownst to you, Asahi shrugged his shoulders, "just being truthful".

You tried to regain yourself. What had gotten into him? normally it was Asahi on the receiving end of the flirty comments in this relationship. This is too new and it had your face feeling beet-red and from it, you felt increasingly embarrassed.

Breathing out heavily, you finally put away the last now clean plate onto the drying rack; finished with your kitchen clean up for the day. Slipping off your gloves, rinsing your hands quickly out of habit and wiping your forehead, you paid no attention to Asahi behind you, attempting to discreetly cool down you face. "Done, alright, I'm going to have a much needed shower and then you, ya truthful piece of ass, can have your'-".

However as you turned away from the sink, pushing up your glasses as you tried to avoid your boyfriend's eyes and swiftly make your escape of embarrassment, you were met with Asahi's chest. Stopping you in your tracks as your love was suddenly in front of you, swiftly and gently lifting you chin up and connecting your's and his lips; passionate yet soft.

You squeaked in surprise before being captured by his gentle lips, eyes widened and cheeks flushed again before settling into the kiss until he pulled away.

Asahi stayed close to your face, admiring how red and flustered you were. You on the other hand were absolutely dazed by all the suddenness and overwhelming feelings Asahi was making you feel all at once.

"You are so beautiful" he said again, this time quiet and with an endearing look in his eyes as he gazed into your's.

Dear lord, your cheeks flushed again. And you averted your eyes and babbled, "N-no, stop, I'm literally w-wearing-"

"Yea, and you look beautiful wearing it just as you always do". He smiled so kindly and genuinely.

Slightly stunned for a moment, you couldn't help but giggle as an attemp to brush away his words, "what has gotten into you today?".

Asahi shrugged, "don't know, I guess I just wanted to make you flustered for a change". He smirked.

That damned smirk. You felt your face blush for the hundredth time. You huffed, "ok ok, you had your fun, now can I have my shower so you can have your's".

The brunette laughed and backed away to give you some space, "You are so cute when you are flustered, my love".

You huffed and felt even more red from sheer embarrassment, again. Is that even possible? The affect this man has on you is astonishing.

You shoved him slightly as he continued to chuckle, "just for that, I'm gonna take my sweet ass time in the shower" you sneered and disappeared into the your one and only bathroom of the apartment.

"Maybe I should join you then" he called after suggestively and he heard you grumble, knowing you were probably blushing once more.

#Asahi #asahi azumane #hq asahi #haikyuu!!#haikyu x reader #asahi x reader #fanfic #fluff #asahi fluff #idek #flirt #not so shy asahi??

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tenaciousplaiddragonauthor · 2 years

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Warmth

~ ObeyMe!Beelzebub x fem!reader

Warning: Nothing but fluff. A little bit of crack at the end :)

Word Count: 5.3k

A/n: Let's just pretend in Devildom, hot chocolate and winters exist :) I honestly probably had too much fun writing this - I definitely dragged this one little idea out for too long but oh well. Read if you wish.

Sun. There is no sun in Devildom. It was one of the many things you found strange and unusual when you first arrived. This meant that it wouldn't get that warm in the Demon Relm which was fine for you. No problem. If you really wanted a summer experience, you and the boys could just visit the Human World during its hot periods—with Lucifer's permission, of course.

However, while they didn't have any scorching summers, they did have the coldest winters.

"I think I'm gonna die of hypothermia before we even reach the counter."

Well the coldest winter for you that is.

"But... hot chocolate."

Devildom's winter had just begun; snow had started to fall and brisk winds became harsher. It was only the beginning but it already was as if you were in the middle of the Antarctic. Of course you've experienced winter in the Human World but you've never experienced it like this. Combined with the fact that you weren't very good with dealing with the cold, everyday that you walked out of the House of Lamentation it felt like temperature had dropped so low it'd make Mammons score numbers look 'not so bad'.

Hence, here you stood, amongst the bustle of the city of Devlidom which chatted away happily in the snow that rained down and surrounded them in the cold, bundled up in layers upon layers of clothing, shivering, beside a unbothered and very hungry Beelzebub.

The two of you were in the most busiest part of the city, its entirety covered in a blanket of white and in a ongoing gentle downfall of sprinkle of ice. Coupled with the smiling faces of demons in their uniforms or simple winter clothing, naturally and comfortably going about their day, you stood out like a sore thumb.

Having just come from the end of school, you were both in your typical uniform as well. Beel, just like many others, had an extra coat over his uniform and a scarf, enough to combat the nippy weather. You on the other hand looked like you came prepared for a blizzard; over your uniform you wore a sweater, two coats, a beanie, a scarf, sweats and wool gloves. To passersby it looked very excessive, to Beel, you looked like a walking marshmellow. Very appealing.

And even despite the many layers you had on, you still felt like your fingers and face were gonna fall off.

"I know, I know, I want one too, I'm just so damn cold," your voice was a little shakey as you continued to rub your hands together and then your arms in hope of generating your own warmth. "I wish the line would pick up a bit," you mumbled slightly irritated.

You couldn't be completely mad, it was your idea.

After school, you had suggested to the 7 brothers, who were exiting with you to go get some good ol' hot cocos as a treat on this horribly cold day. Though, many of them declined, preferring to go striaght home due to the things they wanted/needed to do. All of them but one; Beelzebub. Beel had perked up at the mention of food and willingly joined you on this fantastic idea. And yes, of course you were glad to be able to do this with Beel, you loved spending time with him. After all, he was your big teddy bear of a best friend. But you couldn't help but think maybe going striaght home would've of been best, especially for you.

Instead, you were standing out in the snow, in a very long cafe line that dragged out from inside to outside, shivering and shaking in the bitter cold. Apparently, a lot of people had the same great idea of getting a hot beverage on this very Antarctic afternoon. Lovely.

"Me too, I can already smell how delicious their hot chocolates must be from here," he said wistfully, "I can almost taste it," closing his eyes in delight, he held his hand over his grumbling stomach. You could even hear the little rumble from under all his layers.

"hmm"

You wished you could share Beel's excitement—hot chocolates are pretty amazing—but all you could focus on was the cold; all you could do was continue to hug yourself and fidget in your spot. You couldn't even savour this joyous winter wonderland of fluffy snow, festive decorations and warm lights glowing from stores that engulfed you. I guess you were too busy trying to withstand these icy-cold temperatures long enough to get a warm drink and a ticket straight to your warm bed.

And Beel noticed.

"Are you ok, MC?," the demon asked gently.

Seemingly distracted with rubbing your hands together and trying to shrink yourself into your coats, you looked up, attention suddenly caught by his soft voice. And you were met with a pair of softened violet eyes and a expression etched with curious concern.

"Oh yeah, yeah I'm ok Beel, I'm just y'know rubbing my hands together to keep warm," you reassured, flashing a weak smile behind your scarf you were chin deep in.

"Oh..." Beel said, looking down at your clothed hands. "Do you need some help?".

Slightly shocked at the sudden offer, you made eye contact with the demon in front of you, eyebrows raised in surprise. "What?".

"Help." He stated again, "Do you need help warming up your hands?"

"Oh uh, I mean, if you could?" you hesitantly questioned, and Beel just smiled kindly and nodded.

He reached out with his large hands, seemingly unphased being exposed to the weather you found all so unbearable, and encompassed your woollen hands, grasping them.

His large hands significantly juxtaposed yours. Your cladded hands were mitten size compared to his. And now easily hiding under his pale hands hinted with a tinge of red from the cold, you immediately felt unexpected warmth.

Like two heat packs wrapped around your hands, the sudden heat baffled you and you audibly gasped. You weren't expecting Beels hands to be so warm, from the looks of it you thought they would feel just as icy as yours and him being just a little more innately resilient to this season's atmosphere. But it clearly wasn't the case.

From the sound you made, Beel instantly flinched away and recoiled from his hold on your hands, alarmed by your reaction. He looked at you with worry, "Oh sorry! Did I hurt you?" he looked down at your gloved hands. "I'm sorry, MC, I didn't-"

Quickly you grasped both his retracted hands, desperste to feel his warmth he gave, the much needed warmth within this glacier like air and weather. "No no, no you didn't," you let out a breath of satisfaction, briefly closing your eyes as you as held his hands tight and close, "you're hands are just so warm."

"Oh," he breathily laughed, relieved.

"Yea" you smiled shyly back up at him.

The two moved up the line still with both of their hands in each others relaxed and comfortably warm grasps. It did look a little strange, but you were too preoccupied with hundling over your linked hands savouring this little cosiness Beel had so graciously given, to care.

Believing you have finally found some refuge from the cold, small enough to keep you sane, the wintry wind unfortunately decided to pick up again. Icy and sharp, a gush of cold air swept across your face. Pushing the ends of your hair and scarf, and the top of your beanie to flail to the side, the bitterness stung your already numbing face.

You winced, and then another harsh wind came—a bit more brazen than the last—and you staggered closer to Beel's chest in hopes his large stature could shield you. "Sorry" you managed to say to Beel, face twisted in discomfort and hands still in his palms, tightening.

Realising, Beel did move to shelter you properly. His ginger hair, too, twisting from one side to the other as he turned to look at how the snow rushed across the grounds alongside the passing winds. This was normal, the weather that is. It was a little chilly, but it wasn't freezing. Then a small chuckle came from his lips as he goes back to peer down at you, "You humans are truly so meek and sensitive, the weather isn't really that awful- wh- MC, what are you-?"

The demon was interrupted once he suddenly noticed you softly tugging his bare hands up to your face and then abruptly felt the coldness of your skin on his warm palms. Beel was startlingly confused by your strange actions until he saw how well the shape of your face sat in his massive hands. How your mitten hands held his own snug against your rosey cheeks. How your eyes were closed in contentment, accompanied by a small smile. How close you were standing in front of him as you held his hands to caress your frigid complexion and sigh once again from the heat.

He was shocked until he saw how cute you looked.

Beel was instantly captivated by how happily pleased you appeared from this physical contact. And for what no one saw, not even you, there was twinkle of adoration in his eyes. A twinkle so kind and endearing.

You finally opened your eyes, only to glance up at Beel realising what you were doing and you laughed at the idea of how silly you must look like to him. "I'm sorry, Beel, my face just feels so so so cold" you mumbled, and you buried your face further into his palms instictively as the winds continued push the freezing cold around you.

Instead of pulling you away or letting you do this, the demon—after a few moments to blink away his minor daydream—moved himself closer to you and held you in assistance to keep your apparently very very cold cheeks, warm. "No, this is ok... this is... good." And with Beel's smile that rested on his face as he peered down at you, one would suppose he didn't mind at all. Didn't mind not one bit.

All you could say was a small 'Thank you' before continuing to savour this.

Ever since that fateful day of getting hot chocolates, the day you found out Beezlebub was literally a demon sized heater, you kept finding yourself to gravitate towards him. As Devildom's winter season continued, the more you clung to him—physically.

If your hands were cold you'd ask Beel to hold his. If you were feeling chilly you'd ask for a hug. And everytime you asked he accepted with a delighted expression.

As it became an ongoing occurrence, at some point you didn't have to ask anymore. Everytime you went out together, accompanied by others or not, and Beel felt two hands in twine with his, or snuggly wrap around his arms leaning just under his shoulder, he knew it was you.

The other boys didn't think much of it. You were always complaining about the cold, comparing it to some place called the 'North Pole where Santa lives' or something. And so the sight of a marshmellow shaped little MC latched onto the warm Beelzebub was not a foreign one. However, Mammon of course had something to say about it. When he first saw it—you asking to hold Beels hands and him saying yes, followed by your happily dazed look to take over your face, almost like a child receiving a hot chocolate—Mammon was aghast.

"H-hey! what- what is THIS?! why are you holding hands with my human?!"

"She's cold," Beel said innocently, not seeing the problem.

"She's cold so you hold her hands?!" the second eldest brother exclaimed incredulously, and Beel just nodded questionably, confused by what was wrong.

The other brothers were already exasperated by the commotion he was suddenly making amidst trying to just shop for gifts in Devildom.

Lucifer rolled his eyes, "leave it, Mammon, and be quiet, you're disturbing the other shoppers and me."

"But-!" But Lucifer had already walked away browsing at some store items for this coming holidays.

"Oh Mammon, It's perfectly natural," Satan piped in, "MC is very sensitive to the cold and especially in Devildom as a human. Coupled with the fact that Beel is the largest out of all of us, his larger body mass means more body heat, so of course MC gravitates to Beel more during this wintry weather."

"Oi! I can be just as warm-"

"Aww, look how cute they are," Asmodeus interrupted, pouting at the sight of you cuddled up to Beels side, too comfortably dazed in the ginger's warmth to be aware of the fuss the boys were making over this. "It is pretty adorable," Belphie commented with a lazy smile. Levi made sure to take a quick pic and Beel just looked down at you contently and silently agreed with his twin and younger brother.

"I said oi! I'm warm too! Hey! Hey! YA ALL BETTER STOP IGNORING ME-!"

"Mammon, I said be QUIET!"

Mammon eventually settled about the matter. In the end, he said he'll "allow it" as if he had a say in the first place.

Besides, not only Mammon but the others thought this was seemingly just an outside occurrence. Until you then found your self regularly searching for Beel within the House of Lamentation whenever you occasionally felt chilly or wanted to be cosy within the comfort of this shared home.

As it felt like your own blanket and sweaters werent doing the job, instead of wasting time adding more layers you darted striaght to your friendly giant. Your socked feet padding against the hard floors with the end of your blanket you wrapped yourself with, dragged on the ground, you passed curious brothers and went in and out of empty to occupied rooms to find Beel. And when atlas you did, you'd say sorry before asking if you could just stay with him for a bit.

Beel was surprised you were still cold even inside, but he didn't oppose to it. No of course not, if anything he was more that happy to spend more time with you.

All you did for a while was cuddle up beside him, swaddled in your blanket from around your head all the way to your toes and leant on his side while he sat down and did whatever he did. Maybe you weren't hugging but somehow Beel was so warm, by simply resting on his side you could feel his body heat radiating off him and effortlessly warming up you too. And for some human who was growing more and more sensitive to the cold as the season went on, it was naturally addicting.

Addicting because of not only his warmth but of how nice it was during these moments with Beel.

Granted, you couldn't and didn't spend every waking minute stuck by Beel's side—not that either would have minded if you could—but whenever you did spend that time together, typically during each others free afternoons, Beel would always rub your back, play with your hair absentmindedly while with others or talk to you about very random things. Mostly of food he likes or the show Levi introduced to you that you've been really liking. It was all so nice and soothing without Beel intending it to be so.

Other times, Beel would instinctively reach out to you whenever you appeared tired or shivering under your jumper or blanket you were accompanied with at the time. Talking with the brothers and then he'd suddenly put out his hand or arm for you to grab onto, nonchalantly, continuing the conversation. Beel grew to really enjoy your needy affections. If it meant helping you, he'd gladly provide the warmth to take care of you. And besides, MC isn't the only one truly enjoying these hugs.

What would forthcome from this though, is your spontaneous appearances for more of these embraces.

Sometimes you'd whine out his name, coupled with a complaint about how the weather got inexplicably worse while you were out running some errands for Lucifer, and hug him from behind. Any of the brothers who witnessed this would tease you about it and you'd tell them to "Shut it"—except for Mammon. He wouldn't tease, he'd rant and rave about it.

And sometimes you'd just quietly lean on his chest where he felt oddly the most hot. And sometimes, if had a jacket on like that time you were out in the cold with Beel, Satan and Mammon on decoration duties, he'd voluntarily share his coat.

"It's literally not that chilly out here," Mammon argued as he watched you stand inside Beels jacket held around you by his hands through its pockets.

"If it's really that cold for ya, I'll buy ya a new pretty coat, how about that?"

"No, Beel is warmer."

"I'm gonna buy the warmest jumper; so warm Beel WISHES he was that jumper, ok?! I'll be right back!"

Satan huffed, "Why am I even here?"

However, the time you needed Beel the most was in the mornings.

At the crack of dawn, it always felt like temperature specifically inside the House of Lamentation always dropped a little more to feel further inhospitable for you.

On one particular morning, you and the other demon brothers had no school or early plans for the day. Even Lucifer had a bit more time to sit in and eat a proper breakfast.

You woke up a bit later than everyone else, and sluggishly stumbled down the stairs to the dining room. Bed hair on full display, still attempting to rub away your drowsiness from your already squinting eyes and still in your oversized shirt and shorts for pajamas, you entered the communal space your seven other roomies laid around.

Most of which were on their way of finishing or have already finished their meal, some were seated while others were up and putting away dishes. Amidst this calming bustle of the demons, here you came waddling in to join.

Many of the boys chimed in their 'good mornings' to you.

"I hope you had a restful sleep in MC but it's about time you come and eat" the eldest brother said monotonously from behind his papers he was so busy reading. All you did was hum at him as you made it to the landing, staggering slightly on the last step, still trying to regain your sleepy vision.

Although, instead of taking your normal seating where your food sat, you instantly wondered through the dining area with your arms wide open.

"Uh are you ok MC?" Levi asked, standing by Mammon, dirty plate in hand.

Lucifer raised an eyebrow from over his reading material while the others watched—not surprised by such weird behaviour but curious nonetheless.

Mammon nudged the third eldest, "Of course she's ok, she's just wants a good ol' morning hug from The Great Mammon, obviously."

Levi rubbed his arm, "Ow."

"Oh come here," the Avatar of Greed playfully cooed at you, as you advance towards his direction, "See, I knew you wanted a hug from me, you've just been too stubborn to admit it; I'm just glad you finally came to your senses- I- wait what the-" All of a sudden you had sharply diverted your path away from Mammon even within your half-asleep state. So quick Mammon had swooped in for his hug until he realised he grabbed at thin air.

Mammon dramatically gasped as he caught sight of you making a sleepy b-line towards Beel. Levi behind him struggled to hold in his laughter while Asmo was already snickering.

Finally coming into contact with Beel, you had caught him in a small hug to the chest as the Avatar of gluttony was carry his stacks of eaten clean breakfast plates to the kitchen. Accompanied by little mess still on his face, he had a small surprised expression once he saw you, startled by your sudden appearance in front of him but smoothly stopped realising what you were intending to do. You wanted a little hug so he made sure to balance the stack in one hand and open up for some space for you on his chest.

Exhaling contently once the side of your head hit his large frame, arms around him, reaching your escapism from the bitter morning frost in the air, you finally said your 'good morning' to the boys.

"G'morning demon bros" From the sound of your groggy morning voice that mumbled, the brothers groaned in union.

"Why must she always call us that." Satan said, shaking his head before going back to reading his book.

"Stop calling me 'bro', it's wildly inappropriate."

Asmo frowned, "'Bro'? I thought I was your baby..."

Beel affectionately patted you on the back, not phased by the nickname.

"BRO?!- I mean- UGH! that's not the issue right now" Mammon fumbled over his words.

"This!," the demon violently gestured towards you still hugging Beelzebub, "is getting out of hand!"

His other brothers just stared at him apathetically. Lucifer hadn't even looked up from behind his paper, and Belphegor was already asleep at the table, drooling.

Cricket sounds ensued and Mammon just looked like a crazy demon.

"Hello?! why aren't ya guys-" Mammon then heard camera sounds, the of pictures being taken and he whipped around to see Levi clicking a few snapshots of adorable sleepy MC clingy onto Beel—who was slowly guiding you to the kitchen.

"So cute, especially from this angle and from this angle aaandd from this angle-"

"Hey! hey no pictures, there is absolutely NOTHING cute about this!" the silver haired demon snatched Levi's phone, "hey-"

"If anything it's UNACCEPTABLE."

"What's 'unacceptable', Mammon?"

By now, Beel had guided you to the kitchen, still wrapped around him and engrossed within his warmth.

"Well, that." he pointed to the door of the kitchen. "What?" Lucifer asked as he lowered his paper and prompted Mammon to explain himself. Like a teacher who already knew the answer.

"Y'know! the cuddling and hugging and hand holding! it's crazy! Everyday when I go look for MC she's tangled with Beel in some way." he explained incredulously.

"MC watched a movie with me yesterday"

"Yea and she hung out with me the other day too"

"Mammon, didn't you and MC play games in Levi's room recently?"

Mammon rolled his eyes, "That's- that's not the point-"

"Then what is the point, if it is not about how much time MC spends with Beelzebub?" Lucifer raised an eyebrow, "as she clearly seems to still spend enough time with all of you," he said, sounding unimpressed. The eldest already knew this was just about his jealousy of affection Beel was receiving, more so over him. But he took the time to indulge Mammon anyways.

"My point IS," Mammon slammed his hands on the table and jutted a stern finger at his clueless younger brother who had now re-entered the dining with a almost asleep MC on his back, "that THIS, is UNHEALTHY!"

Silence took over the atmosphere as the other demons looked awkward or unbothered, leaving their second oldest brother's words to hang in the air. Mammon's chest slightly heaved up and down as he desperately awaited for any agreeing responses.

But instead, "Uh... MC fell asleep, again," Beel's voice broke the silence as he innocently looked to Lucifer.

And with that, Lucifer exhaled exasperated and stood up from his chair, pinching his furrowed eyebrows in attempt to sooth his sudden headache. "Ok, well, I have no time to deal with your childish antics, Mammon; your issue on jealousy is a personal matter you need to work on," he walked over to Beel and your sleeping self as his folded his paper. "Without my involvement," Lucifer flashed a stern look at Mammon as he passed him, before tucking away his reading material under his arm and turned to Beel.

"And for you, take MC somewhere to rest but do make sure that when she wakes that she eats for the day," Lucifer commanded, quickly looking over MC who was peacefully asleep; face squashed against the twin's shoulder. Tucking a loose strand behind your ear, Lucifer turned again and made for his leave, "you all are dismissed."

"Wha- wait-"

The brothers each made their way out of the dining area.

"That's it?! you're not going to do anything about this?!" Mammon yelled after Lucifer, astounded by the lack of reaction.

"Bye, MC! see you, Beel" Asmo chimed, awing at the sight of you.

Levi just kindly smiled at how you cute you looked before leaving.

Mammon grumbled under his breath.

Belphie sighed, "there she goes stealing my twin brother, have fun you two," and he existed with a yawn alongside Satan who continued to read instead.

All was left now was you three, "Well, see you, Mammon," Beel genuinely smiled. But Mammon was turned around, back facing to the two people he did not want to talk to most, and huffed, "Yea, yea ok whatever, go and hug somewhere," he mumbled.

Beel innocently tilted his head to the side, confused by his stand offish behaviour but shook it off and nodded to leave.

Childishly, Mammon stood there for a moment before mumbling nonsense about Lucifer and Beel. Shamelessly mocking them and something about how it isn't fair that he hasn't gotten his MC hug in so long, like a child put in time out.

Then suddenly, he felt the most gentle and fondest pat on the head. Having slightly jumped at the sudden touch, he snapped his head around to be met with not only a Beelzebub but a lazily smiling MC looking kindly down at him. With his eyes wide and your hand still on his head, you softly rustled his silver locks warmly. Before you stopped and drew back your hand to rest your cheek on it, cheek pushing up on one of your sleepy eyes with your lopsided sleepy smile as you sleepily said,

"Good morning to you, too, dummy."

And Mammon's whole face instantly went flushed. Very flushed.

"Ok, Beel, we can go." Still wide eyed, his cheeks heated to an alarming red before he was quick to cover it with his sleeve and start to cough as if to hide his evident flusteredness. "Pft yea ok, r-right back at ya, ya weirdo,"

But you and Beel were already leaving. With you still half asleep and Beel busy carrying you, you left Mammon a blushing mess unbeknowest to you both.

Leaving the demon to continue angrily mumbling about why you were so 'darn cute', Beel walked you to your room to sleep some more.

Upon finally entering your own personal and humble abode, Beel gently leant over your messily unmade bed. Silently signalling to you that you could let go, your grip instead stayed persistent and you hummed unconsciously. "MC..." he utteredly softly to wake you. With no response, he then sat down on the bed so your backside met the mattress as well, allowing you to easily lie back. "MC, you can let go now... MC?" slowly but reluctantly, your arms around Beels neck untangled itself and you fell softly back onto your pillow.

Beel turned around and made sure to pull your blanket over you. And knowing you still get easily cold under the covers, for good measure, Beel took off his jacket and placed it over you as well. Hoping it was still as warm enough as him to keep you cosy, Beel stood there with nothing but his tank top now, adoring how your chest peacefully raised and fell under his piece of clothing.

You would frequently fall asleep whenever you were with Beel; He knew by now that when you got cosy or really warm it made you sleepy. And since it was a late rise for you, it was no surprise to Beel that you were again out like a light.

Thus, as the corners of his lips upturned ever so slightly into a endearing smile, Beel was ready to leave you be and let you sleep in just a little more. About to turn for the door he then felt an unexpected gentle tug on his shirt, "wh- MC?"

"Beel, can you please stay?" your voice with thick with sleep as you could barely keep your eyes open. "just for a little bit?"

The large demon looked at you bewildered. You never asked him to stay before. Normally when you fell asleep he'd leave not to disturb you.

"Oh ok, yea," though given the chance to do so, Beel knew he couldn't decline. However, he sounded hesitant. The ginger began to lie down beside you as you made some room. He didn't touch you and made sure you had enough comfortable space. It felt awkward on such a small bed. But he turned on his side so he wouldn't fall and saw how content you looked. Nestled in your cocoon made out of your blanket and his jumper, and now beside Beel, you were satisfyingly warm. And Beel could see it on your face.

From it his chest warmed involuntarily—I guess it wasn't that bad. He began to feel comfortable like this with you. Huddled beside you like this, Beel could almost feel the warmth you seemed to be so addicted to this past season. And gradually and pleasantly, Beel understood why this made you Oh so sleepy; his eyes began to droop and his breathing became as relaxed and nearly in sync with yours.

Throughout these cold times and in these moments, Beel was glad to be of use to you; he enjoyed every moment he was able to be close to you. Whether you both knew it or not, it was clear both of you found these shared affections comforting and endearing to savour.

Atlas, falling into a cosy sleep with MC without even knowing it, Beel was silently thankful that you let him be here and you, for him being there as always.

The other demon brothers who occupy this house would later find the human and the demon sound asleep, snuggly beside one another, on your bed, deshelved in your sleep, and all but not without a soft smile on both your lips.

One would suppose waiting in that line for hot chocolates was truly worth it. In more ways than one.

Bonus:

It was another morning. But it was rather early, this time, when all of a sudden you heard a knock at your door and a horribly off pitched melodic voice.

"MCccc"

"hmm"

"MCCCcccC!"

"Whatttt, I'm sleeping!"

Then you heard the door of your room click and it swing slowly open, eeriely. Annoyed, you groaned aloud, "It's way too early and cold, please come by another time"

But there was only silence. Confused you peeked behind your blanket, "What the- Mammon what are you-?"

In the darkness of your doorway was Mammon posing provocatively, but you couldn't quite see him in the dark. "Good morning, MC, feeling cold?"

"Mammon, what? what are you doing? is that-" you leaned up on your elbow, rubbing your eyes before squinting at him.

"Heat packs? yes, I'm warmer than a sunny day in the desert" he smirked, walking closer.

Mammon had several heat packs taped to his limbs and torso, "Are you ok? isn't it burning your skin??"

His face faltered for a bit, looking a tad awkward, "maybe... but that doesn't matter right now; I'm here to show you what real warmth is-"

"No, I don't think-!"

"HeehehheHEHEHEHEGHE~"

"WHAT THE FU-"

Like a crazy little gremlin, with heat packs attached to their body like a mad demon, he launched himself at you. Which didn't end so well.

Let's just say that that morning resulted in a lot of scolding from Lucifer, Mammon needing to be medically dealt with because of his many burns, and a public apology from the second eldest to you while the brothers, including a severe looking Lucifer, watched.

Winter was evidently fun in Devlidom.

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~ MHA universe, reader insert ft. Tamaki, Kiri and Fatgum :D

Warning: Nothing but a little wholesomeness I randomly cooked up and left alone for a while.

Word count: 620 - short and sweet. Kinda bad but eh. Enjoy !

"Hey Y/n! pass the chips"

"Kirishima.. shouldn't we be-"

"Dont stress Tamaki! This is part of the training"

"I.. I don't see how Kiri and Y/n are supposed to-"

"Lighten up Tamaki! this is just a little break"

You laughed as you nudged the slouched and apprehensive third year hero.

You handed the spikey red head the hot chips and passed the sauce to Fat Gum for his own share.

You, Red Riot, Suneater and Fat Gum were of course on your patrol for the night, late and into the heart of the city, Tokyo. Everything was quiet and smooth sailing. Not much crime, no any ruckus amongst the crowded and lit streets.

You and Kiri picked the same Pro Hero to join without knowing it and so seeing each other was quite the lovely surprise. The excitement only doubled when you and Kiri then saw that one of the Big Three of UA was a sidekick of Fat Gum and so would be joining you as well. Let's just say that there was a lot of excitement between the you two, accompanied by Tamaki's silent endurance to such energy. Fat Gum was quite pleased with this new dynamic of students. If anything he encouraged you both and in all honesty Tamaki wasn't sure how he felt about it.

This wasn't your first patrol together, so the routine was the same and much familiar. Keep an eye out, walk around, check for disturbances and listen closely for any sudden emergency alerts from the intercom of their matching ear pieces. Don't get me wrong, you've learnt a lot through to Fat Gum and even Tamaki. But there were times like these where you all were able to do something like this together.

"Everyone got their burgers?" you asked eagerly.

Now, you four sat on the ledge of a tall building, looking out towards the water and bright city below, a spot that gave you the perfect view of all activity. Thanks to your wing quirk you were able to fly each of them up. Thus, here you all were with the exquisite food you all bought just before.

"Yup!"

Fat Gum and Kiri reflected your wide smile, gripping onto their food ready to dig in while Tamaki only contributed half-heartedly.

"Come on Tamaki, this is gonna be delicious!" Kiri exclaimed.

"Anddd we got your favouriteeee, Tamaki-kun" Fat Gum held up a strawberry milkshake, tilting it side to side in a teasing manner.

"We know how much you love strawberries!" you added.

Tamaki shrugged at it.

"This will effect my powers, how am I supposed to fight with-"

"Hey, no stress" you interjected. You turned around to grab something hidden behind you, turning back around to reveal a quite favourable snack of the third year. "I bought some octopus pieces, too, cause I know your octopus powers is your strong suit, soooo if defeating bad guys with your exploding pink milkshake -" you waved your hands around to mimic a fighting tactic, "- is not your taste, you can just change back" you smiled sweetly at him.

Fat Gum and Kirishima nodded in agreement as Tamaki looked a bit surprised at your thoughtfulness and, especially so, your preparedness. A tinge of red dusted his cheeks as the wind blew through his hair.

"Sound good?" you asked kindly.

"Uh, yea.." he looked at his burger in hand. "Thanks.." he whispered that last bit.

"Good" you said, nudging his softly, "Now!..."

"Itadakimasu !" you three heroes exclaimed. And all four began to munch away, all satisfied as you and Kiri sighed dramatically, Fat Gum laughed at you both and Tamaki lightly chuckled at his friends with a small smile on his face.

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Only the Stars Knew

~ Obi-wan x Reader

Warning: uhh kissing ?? nothing much, just fluff :)

Walking down the halls of the Jedi temple, you sighed heavily; exhausted from the stressing problems you had in mind that buzzed within the council about the chancellor, the war and maintaining the amount of missions and work needed to be executed and done very soon.

But pushing away your loud thoughts you inhaled and exhaled slowly as you tried to focus back onto the force and the soft sound of your's and the many other Jedi's feet around you meeting the hard floor; off to places where they were needed. That place for you being the small apartment in which you called your home and especially now yearned for, for much needed rest and a moment of peace of mind. Two things you believed to be very much overdue.

Feeling more put together, you lastly noticed how beautiful it was at this very moment. The sun was setting here in Coruscant, the warm orange and yellow glow slowly swept over the big building and it's grounds that was, too, slowly being emptied of young padawans to old Jedi; assumedly retiring to their small and separate abodes or off to who knows where.

Continuing your walk, on the way to your room, down the hallways you nodded to familiar or important passersby who reverently reciprocated the same action; quickly acknowledging one another. Amongst the Jedi, you were considered as one of the many important figures; reputation of being a fierce fighter, very wise and loyal Jedi Knight who was soon to be rightfully added to the council. Next to the one you secretly loved most; Obi-wan Kenobi.

Obi-wan and you had met as padawans nearing the end of your training—obi-wan slightly ahead, only by a smidge, due to being two to three years older. You two became close friends; you trained together, visited each other after missions with your own masters, and talked mostly to one another about the most endearing and personal things to the most insignificant and small. I suppose ever since you accidentally gave him a black eye — it was after you and Obi-wan were introduced by your masters that Kenobi thought, as to what you considered, 'sneaking' up on you and interrupting your meditation alone in the big, quiet meditating room to chat was a great idea — you both instantly and naturally clicked. Well after you spent the rest of the afternoon aiding his bruised eye as you and Kenobi profusely apologised to one another embarressingly until you both couldn't help but laugh at the situation together.

You still remember his flushed cheeks, his soft laugh and adorable shy smile as he held the ice pack you gave him, to his eye, embarrassed.

But, just like any romance, this strong friendship developed forbiddenly more passionate and intimate. As the two greatest young Jedi became increasingly powerful and mature, so did their feelings for each other in which you both reluctantly took notice. Instead, attempted to fight against this growing love for so long due to the guilt of gradually disobeying the Jedi Code, more and more. Though I guess their love was too unbearable to deny nor contain as no matter how hard they agreed to fight and bury such feelings, they couldn't help but feel the butterflies flutter in the pit of their stomachs and the warmth in their hearts, every time they were around each other.

So, after much individual thought, you and Kenobi gave into each other's affection; both agreeing to have a romantic relationship but made sure it was secret to all but yourselves. And quite frankly, it was relieving to do so; besides the secrecy and sometimes stress that this secret brought, it was nice to love each other still than painfully not at all.

As you got closer to your apartment, your mind drifted back to your lover and naturally your lips subconsciously upturned into a soft smile just at the thought of him. You missed him as you wondered how his day went today and if it was as stressful as yours or much peaceful, as you would have hoped for him. You wondered if he was feeling ok and if he was as tired as you. And of course you wondered if he missed you too.

But fortunately there was no need to miss him or the feeling of seeing his beautiful face in person, for you spotted him coming your way down the hall you were advancing through as well.

Obi-wan hadn't noticed you yet as you saw him chattering to Anakin beside him. You looked around for any nearby soul. And gladly, the hall was completely empty except for you three, ultimately making you smirk.

Taking your eyes off the two occupied men, immersed in whatever topic they were discussing, you attempted to casually walk up beside them,—trying to not drag any attention—you finally came close to Kenobi's side and quickly pecked his cheek and continued to walk past without stopping.

Stunned at first, Obi-wan stopped in his tracks touching his cheek you kissed and that burned from your touch. Turning to see you grinning over your shoulder, he suddenly blushed lightly as he quickly looked around until you interrupted his knowingly urgent thoughts, "no one saw Kenobi" you slightly called out sounding smug. Looking relieved he quickly composed himself, "where are you-" but before he could ask about your ongoing pace that dragged you further away from him, you turned to completely face them while continuing to slowly walk backwards. "I'll be meeting with you soon again Master Kenobi, same time as usual" you winked as he returned smile that held the feeling of relieving endearment to spend some time with you alone, rather than suggestiveness like Anakin thought as he watched the whole interaction, smirking.

I guess 'secrecy to all but themselves' meant 'secrecy to all but themselves and Anakin'. But to be honest, I don't think it was possible for you and obi-wan to hide such a secret from Kenobi's former padawan and 'brother', and your best friend who was overall always around and, from the beginning, always teased and openly speculated a relationship between you two.

Let's just say that after obi-wan actually confessed to his old padawan about you and him, Anakin couldn't keep his visible happiness or overjoyed feelings quiet. Now, sure, Anakin was happy that you two were finally together—obviously not too worried about the Jedi Code at all—but he was really happy that he was right about the two Jedi having feelings—now obviously confirmed by their established relationship—and will be getting that 10 credits from a certain friend because of it.

So apparently it wasn't just the Skywalker who knew... But in Anakin's defence, him and Padme are a package deal.

Anyway,

Twisting your body back to facing forward and away from Obi-wan and his apprentice who stood by amused, you raised your voice again in dismissal "goodbye Obi, goodbye Ani". Obi-wan said goodbye in return, professionally as two Jedi entered the hallway, all while Anakin didn't notice—or most likely didn't care—and decided to yell back "what no kiss for me?". His Master gave him a stern look as you responded, "you wish, Skywalker" before disappearing out of sight, leaving Anakin to laugh and Obi-wan to clear his throat, prompting them to continue their way back on track onto where they were heading in the first place.

"So, are you going to continue telling me tomorrow's schedule or has Lady Y/n clouded your thoughts, Master?"

"Oh shush"

After Obi-wan said his farewell to Anakin—not without a snarky remark from him about his and your meet up that Anakin knew his Master was leaving for—he made his way to your apartment near his.

Obi-wan, though, couldn't help but feel eager to see you again. For the past week you both have been very busy due to the unsettled state the Jedi order has been in lately, and since him and you have obtained very respectable and honorable roles and reputations you were heavily involved and expected to do several duties within it. And so because of it, seeing each other and secretly meeting up became less and less frequent. The only time you got to see each other was through the halls and grounds of the Jedi temple, and interacted only during Jedi council meetings—exchanging glances, professional greetings and other words—and from the occasional times you found him alone. Those being the opportunistic moments for you to quickly kiss him on the cheek or lips without anyone seeing or noticing.

Although Obi-wan noticed this was a now regular thing you did and knew it to be your lips that he felt briefly pressed against his skin every time, the Jedi always found himself surprised and flustered from your small yet intimate gesture.

As he thought of you and how much he couldn't wait to see your face, he finally arrived at your door before discreetly checking for any passersby and waved his hand effortlessly infront of your apartment's entry, entering.

Just from being away from the expectant and always watching eye of the Jedi Order, Obi-wan felt his body immediatley feel less tense and his spirits feel instantly lifted in relief as he peered around excitedly to see you. He expected you to be up and about or at least sitting on the small couch you had, waiting with a smile that reflected his joy to be together again as well.

"Y/n?"

But instead he was met with a view of something much more adorable to him; you were still in your robes but with your boots off and seemingly kicked untidily on the floor. You laid on your bed, on top of the neatly made sheets, sprawled out and snoring lightly. Taking notice of how your long brown robe and Jedi clothing was unchanged and the way you were awkwardly positioned on your bed; Obi-wan figured you were so tired that you fell asleep while waiting for him. And his heart helplessly swelled with adoration for what he saw you as adorable.

"Oh Y/n" he sympathetically smiled and mumbled as he began to pull off his own Jedi cloak and boots; placing his neatly in the corner of the room and doing the same to your's before walking over to your sleeping self.

As much as he wanted to talk and hang out with you late this evening to catch up after not seeing each other for so long, seeing you sleep so peacefully, being so tired, he couldn't bring himself to actually wake you. Considering that he was, too, quite tired himself, he thought he'd just sleep on your couch for tonight so he would be there if you woke but also wouldn't be disturbing you if he joined you in bed from all the movement or space he would take up.

So, Kenobi carefully draped a plain grey blanket he retrieved from a closet nearby, over your body. Then gently kissed your forehead, smiling at the sudden happy thought that he was your's and you were his. Even if he couldn't possibly announce it to the world, he loves you.

But amidst his admiration of you that filled his head, a groggy voice interrupted them and napped him out of his trance, "you're thoughts are very loud Obi" a lazy grin graced your lips, eye still closed.

Instantly blushing, Obi-wan said "oh sorry, darling, you can go back to sle—" but before he could finish his sentence, you pulled him into bed and under your blanket. Seemingly fully awake now, excluding your still sleepy voice, you chuckled at his startled reaction before he laughed too and smiled as the corner of his eyes creased in amusement.

"Someone's eager" Obi-wan chuckled as you snaked your arms around his waist, pulling him in, and him instinctively doing the same to you. "Can you blame me? we haven't been alone together for a week" you mumbled into his chest, snuggled up close, needily hugging him as much as you could. Obi-wan just smiled, hugging you too as he leant his forehead against the top of your head before gently lifting your face by the chin to see your beautiful eyes he's been so far from, for too long. "And despite that, you still seemed to be able to carelessly kiss me when we're both in public" he playfully scorned. "No one saw Kenobi, I always check" you smirked, "And besides, admit it, you like it when I do it". Nearing towards his lips, he let out a breathy laugh "of course I do but you must stop, it's very reckless, too risky and it is also very distracting".

"Oh is it? And what happens if I don't?" you playfully tested.

"Well, my love, then I guess I can't stop you" he smirked, his eyes flickering to your lips and back to your eyes as you did the same. And finally your lips were pressed against his, caressing each other's face as this small kiss gradually became more full of passionate and longing from how much you both missed this and especially each other.

Until your lungs demanded for air, you both pulled apart panting slightly as you held each other, forehead against forehead. Locking eyes, the two lovers immediately laughed; both looking bashful with a light blush gracing your's and Obi-wan's cheeks. There wasn't anything particularly funny in the moment, you both just rather felt giddy from finally doing anything that intimate. But after suddenly settling down you and Kenobi laid there with soft endearing smiles that subtly tugged the end of your lips.

"Hello there" you said trying to imitate his accent.

Rolling his eyes as he lightly chuckled, Obi-wan sarcastically said "very funny, Y/n".

"Oh it is funny" you couldn't help but lightly laugh too.

Rolling onto his back and running his hands through his auburn hair, you instinctively laid on his chest, resting your chin on your hands that were flat against his body. Your face had a lazy smile and gazing eyes thst were close to his amused one, "I said that once-" Obi-wan said firmly as he looked at you again. "-in a battle we shared a month ago, I thought you assuredly got over it" he whined.

"Well then that was very unwise of you-" he nodded humorously agreeing, "-and for your information, sir, you say it more often then you realise" you said matter of factly, smirking.

"I do not"

"You do"

"I do not"

"You do! you say it most of the time you greet others" you insisted as he looked up briefly trying to remember if he ever did.

"You even said 'hello there' when you accidently walked in on me on the toilet" you chuckled at the memory. Remembering it too, Obi-wan chuckled while he gave in admittedly, "ok fine, maybe I do, but also I'm sorry about that, I didn't know what to do and it just came out".

Quieting from your laughter once again you spoke first, "Good, I'm glad we've finally agreed on something" you smiled.

As sighs of contentment came, along with a moment of silence, Obi-wan took his turn in speaking. "How was your day today?" he asked softly, pulling your attention from analysing his facial features, to his eyes.

From his sweet, considerate question, you grinned, "oh it was alright, stressful but alright" you said truthfully. "As you know, Master Windu is really stressing out though, a lot of duties being dished out but I'm handling it".

Obi-wan listened intently, watching your lips move and your eyes look off to the side as you spoke of work. Him being worried of how much stress you're truly facing. "I know you are" he agreed fondly as you smiled shyly with a red tinge coming across your cheeks once again.

Turning it back onto him you asked him the same question from the start.

"Alright as well, I suppose" he heavily exhaled.

"Huh not very convincing" you eyed him.

"Well it is stressful as you said, everyone seems on edge or stressed out themselves about the chancellor and the war".

"Yeah..." you agreed tiredly at the thought of the Jedi Order being in such a unsettled state.

"But everything will be alright, as long as I have you, I don't have anything to truly worry about" you assured, leaning in close to Obi-wan.

He smiled happily, "You're right, because with you, I already have everything I need" leaning closer and closer, you breathlessly laughed before mumbling something about him being so cheesy and then connected your lips to his soft ones, but this time not as long or passionate as the last one. But just as meaningful.

Pulling away, Obi-wan turned his body to fully face you; back onto his side to completely allow each other to hold one another more comfortably firm.

Staying still, relishing each other's warmth and presence they've missed so much, he noticed how sleepy you've become; seeing you try and fight against your heavy eyelids just to see his face. Acknowledging that you were growing more tired, along with himself, he soothingly placed once again another kiss to your head before speaking in a gentle voice, "you can go to sleep my darling". Sleepily opening your eyes to look into his one last time, you leaned up to connect your lips to his softly for a moment before retracting back to your position snuggly into his chest next to the hum of his relaxing beating heart, you mumbled "I love you, Obi".

Obi-wan just smiled warmly at your sincere gesture and words, even in a state of being half asleep, he responded just as gently as the last "I love you more my love" before hugging you a bit closer and closing his eyes that led him to easily fall into a deep and much needed slumber just like you; your's and Obi-wan's breathing becoming in sync with a relaxed rhythm that showed that you both were now at a peaceful state of mind together as it should be.

As the windows within your apartment, forgotten and un-closed, displayed the night sky of a vast universe that would never know of their forbidden love. It was only the billions of stars that illuminated the endless black and blue atmosphere, that knew and saw of this deep affectionate connection between the two Jedi grow stronger and everlasting. And they would be the only ones who would probably ever truly know of this love.

And as long as the two lovers knew it to be true, they were alright with just that.

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Don’t Leave Me

~ Akaashi x Reader

Warning: Angst. Moving away angst. High school angst. What more can I say. Oh and any grammatical or spelling mistakes, I'm sorry but not that sorry. This one has been sitting in my drafts for a long time ok that's all, enjoy.

"I can't believe we finally made it"

"Yea... me too"

It was cold and the sun seemed to set earlier than usual this crisp winter's day. The sun's glow and rays of light were golden and made the snow glisten, and up close from the corner of your eye, you could see the ice sparkle.

You laid sprawled out on the snow while Akaashi sat beside you, lost and deep in thought staring at the sunset that saturated all of Tokyo with its warm light one last time.

"I bet Boku-kun is pouting so hard right now about not being here" you lightly chuckled subconsciously in referring to your third, older and already graduated party member.

You could see your own breath transpire in the air.

"I'm sure he is"

You both had fallen silent, again. Everything just felt so surreal.

You and Akaashi had had your Graduation Ceremony at school and were taking your very last walk together back home. The very walk you and Akaashi remember taking every single afternoon from the first day of high school. And instead of just enjoying it, you couldn't resist savoring this day as much as you could. So, you dragged Akaashi to lie in the snow and have a little fun. Though, after much rolling around and giggling while Akaashi smiled softly and amused along with lightly chuckling, you both ended up settling down on the ground.

And as you lied there, having gripped your graduation roll a little tighter, you couldn't help but take a moment and think back...

Those three years went by so fast...

You let out a little lighthearted and almost disbeliefed scoff, "I can't believe it's been three years". You glanced at Akaashi looking for a shared agreement. Noticing his contemplative look on his face, eyes straight ahead and determined, you continued. "Three years of you and me, from the beginning to the very end, like- like the stars and the moon...". You smiled up at him, but still he didn't respond or look your way.

"Ok, maybe that doesn't make sense" you chuckled, "and then there was also Bokuto who was there from the start, so he can be.. the sun!" you laughed again, looking back at your best friend to gauge a reaction of any kind. But nothing.

Akaashi is known to be a solemn guy but he wasn't emotionless and you of all people would know. He'd normally have a hinted smile on his lips that meant more than a large grin, and would even laugh out loud when he wanted to. But now, it seemed like he couldn't manage not even one despite doing so with such ease not too long ago.

Frowning a bit you turned to rest on your elbow and confront the fellow graduate, face to face.

"Hey, what's wrong 'kashi? if you're sad about Bokuto not being able to join us in celebration, remember, he said he'd meet us up in two days, we'll be able to get the gang back together and actually cel-"

"No, it's not that, it's just-" he began but interrupted himself with a curt sigh of defeat and exasperation. He held his own graduation roll firmly in front of him.

You grew concerned. "Akaash-"

"I just can't believe you're leaving.."

You felt your stomach drop. Oh yea... that...

Your heart began to sink at what he said, and you stared at him with pity and guilt.

"I can't believe we're just starting out in our lives and you're leaving...", his voice was hushed as his eyes stayed strained on the ground with a glint of frustration.

You looked at him and you saw him hurt, hurt a lot.

You can see him thinking, over thinking behind his almost unemotional expression; you could see him crack and you knew you needed to let him say it so you stayed quiet. Your silence serving as encouragement to go on and he took it.

"You said we'd go to University together" he began, "you said despite taking different courses we'd still stay friends, that we'd get to move in together, that we'd join Bokuto and all like usual... it was probably naive for me to think or even believe so but... I thought we were going to grow up together".

I thought we were going to grow up together...

Your heart instantly broke. His words pierced a part of your soul, filling you with remorse and regret. You tried to blink away the tears that were threatening to spill because it wasn't you who needed to be comforted.

Your eyes stayed locked on his that made no effort to meet yours. His brows were slightly furrowed, his lips were tightened into a line as he stared at the ground, as you saw his eyes slightly water, straining it on the encased certification in his hands that marked the end of his most memoriable years of his life with you so far.

Letting his words hang in the air you suddenly sat up and scooted closer to him. You gently laid your hand over his, wrapping your fingers just under his palm that stayed glued to the roll and ran your thumb over his tense muscle and points of his knuckles.

"I'm so sorry, 'kaashi" you whispered. And you paced yourself before continuing.

"I'm sorry that this is hurting you so much, I'm sorry I promised so much of that I couldn't keep... But I want you know kaashi-" you carefully reached out to the side of his bowed head in the means of hiding his tears, lifting it softly upwards so you met his glassy eyes and runny nose, "I want you to know that I meant every promise, and that if I could choose to stay here forever, I would...but you know I can't stop my family from moving, you know that and I want you to know it's h-hurting me too".

Your voice shook at your heavy words and from hearing them, Akaashi had now shamelessly let the tears burst out. Hot streams of grief ran down his face as he eyes involentarily scrunched up and suddenly and unexpectedly, Akaashi launched himself towards you, to engulf you into a tight hug. He continued to sob into the crook of your neck.

You were stunned. Akaashi was not one to show a lot of physical affection. But today was different.

"I-I know you can't but, ple-please don't leave me, Y/n" his voice was broken and desperate, muffled and quiet pressed up against your body. The words strucking a cord, you began to cry silently as well, in turn finally reciprocating his embrace as tight as you could.

"I won't" you shook your head vigorously. And even though it seems like a lie purposed to act as a sort of comfort and reassurance for Akaashi in the moment, something deep down told you it was true.

You both stayed in each other's arms for a while. It must've looked strange to passersby seeing two teenager in the chilly snow hugging, but you couldn't care less. You stayed like that making sure you held him firm and snug as he slumped into your chest, inevitably emotionally drained from all the crying. But he kept his arms around your waist as you kept yours around his back, relaxing in this position despite never having been subjected to each other's touch this long, it was comforting. It was what you both needed.

Your sobs quietened to just sniffles here and there. Akaashi rested his head on your torso, and you rested yours on the top of his, for your tear stained cheeks and now pink noses facing the sun setting, both of your matching puffy eyes resting on the beautifully golden sky and homely glow of the sun that began to slowly lower and grow brighter in its last minutes of show. Yours and Akaashi's eyes glistened and reflected it's shine, enjoying this feeling of home.

"I wish we could stay like this forever..." Akaashi whispered, his voice croaky.

You rubbed your thumb gently, up and down, "Me too...". I was trying to let him know I'm still here.

"Akaashi... You know just because I'm moving doesnt mean we won't be friends or I won't be in your life or vice versa".

He stayed silent.

"I know you're gonne say it won't be the same but I'll always be there" you held him a little tighter.

"We'll FaceTime, we can text, I can always drive down here and shop and hang out with you. We can still be nervous about Uni together, I'll tell you about the professors I already don't like and you can tell me which course is your favourite. I'll call every night just to say goodnight or have a good chat, I'll text you whenever I'm sad or miss you, and you better text me the same of I'll literally come down here just to check up on you" you nudged him slightly as you could just hear the faintest amused huff. And you smiled, "And I'll always text you whenever a good thing happens, because when I'm happy, Akaashi, you're the only person I wish to share it with."

Falling silent, letting those words sink in, unbeknownst to you, Akaashi felt warmth spread in his chest as his cheeks felt lightly flushed and a his lips curve into a endearing smile.

"I mean, look at Bokuto, he's out there, graduated and all and we're still friends and well in touched. It will be no different for me and you.

"No matter how far I am, I will never truly leave you"

After a moment or two, Akaashi said in a hushed and calm tone, "Thank you, Y/n... for everything."

"No, thank you for everything, without you Akaashi I don't think I would've had the best couple of years of my life.. And for the following decades and decades to come."

Squeezing him one last time you patted him on the back, "come on, it's getting colder with the sun nearly gone we should get going before you catch your death".

Releasing each other from your warm embrace, you both got up and you heard a little sniffle followed by a laugh. Looking up, to your surprise, Akaashi was chuckling at you. From it, you couldn't help but smile at the sound and sight, "Hey, what's so funny".

Wiping his nose, he said "Nothing, nothing, it's just..." he looked at you amused, "I didn't think I'd see the day Y/n would be ushering me from the cold in avoidance of getting sick, thought that was my job", he smiled. You pushed him playfully to walk past, "yea yea, very funny".

"Now come on, we got an excited OWL to FaceTime."

Off you both went, walking together, away from the end of a memoriable chapter in your lives and onto the next. All the while, Akaashi's smile stayed.

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