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wildgirllz · 1 year

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this is super random thought that i had about Bucky, i shared it to people before but never put on asks/requests... so could you write something like this?

Imagine you getting a new roommate. Or should I say roommates because you did not expect Bucky would move in with certain adorable fluffball named Alpine. You don't mind though, you always wanted a pet but never had the chance to adopt any. And having Alpine around feels like she's your pet as well.

Your relationship with Bucky wasn't the best or the worst. It was neutral. Mostly because Bucky himself was quite reserved. He is either not at home (possibly in some sort of mission with Sam) or he's curling up with Alpine somewhere within the shared apartment. But that don't mean that y'all are not secretly pining for each other ;)

One day, you came back home from work to see Bucky pacing around anxiously. Turns out Alpine was missing, he can't find her anywhere. So they decided to went out to search for her.

You found Alpine first, she was being chased by an unleashed dog. Your poor baby was running for her life. Not thinking twice, you try to catch up with her and scoop her up to your chest before stumbling on the ground. You ended up hovering over the cat, protecting her from the feral dog. Indirectly getting yourself bitten/scratched on your shoulders, your back, any spot that was exposed to the dog. You were bleeding due to the unrestrained strength from the dog's attacks, but you mind was more concern of the cat in your arms.

When Bucky saw this. How you were literally sacrificing your body for Alpine; well he almost went full winter soldier mode. Like... no one touches "his girls". No one. But he managed to hold it back (cause we don't want to hurt the doggo) and of course, saves the day.

And the next following days were just how Bucky clings to you and do every little thing for you so you don't have to lift a finger when he's around.

You pull out your mug, he would take it from you and get your coffee done before you could stop him. You open the cabinet door in the storage room, he'd take the vaccum out before you could reach out to it. He made sure that your breakfast, lunch and dinner was on the dot; of course he was the chef of all the amazing dishes served to you.

It was nice and all at first but its not like you were paralyzed or something. And its been nearly 2 weeks. Your wounds were almost healed. You wanted to do something at least but apparently Bucky thinks that you needed rest.

So you kinda raised your tone, "i can't even make grab myself snack from the kitchen now? Whats next, Bucky? You'll bathe me? Or better yet you'll help me to get off? Cause god forbid I can't even turn on a fucking vibrator because I'm 'severely injured ' "

You were spouting all the things that you thought he wouldn't have the guts to do, just to make him stop doing literally everything for you. But turns out he was more than willing to do exactly what you just proposed.

Maybe he don't even need to use the vibrator. Maybe his fingers were enough, or his mouth, or his cock.

This is how I imagined it in my head, but feel free to write in your own way though! Have a nice day, love ♡

Girl look at that request 💀 you’re insane

Here you go!! <3

(I most definitely did not do your request justice im so sorry)

Let Me Do It Myself

It had been nearly two weeks since you saved Alpine from the unleashed dog, and Bucky had been hovering over you ever since. At first, it was nice to have someone taking care of you, but now it was starting to feel suffocating.

You were sitting on the couch, trying to work on your laptop, but Bucky kept interrupting you. Every time you tried to do something, he would jump up and do it for you. It was driving you crazy.

"Bucky, please," you said, exasperated. "I can get my own glass of water."

"I just want to help," he replied, looking at you with concern.

"I know, and I appreciate it, but I need to do things for myself. I'm not helpless."

Bucky looked at you for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Okay, I understand. But if you need anything, just ask."

You nodded, relieved that he seemed to be getting the message. But over the next few days, he continued to hover, always ready to jump up and do things for you. You were starting to feel like a burden.

One evening, you were making yourself a sandwich when Bucky walked into the kitchen.

"Let me do that," he said, reaching for the knife.

"No, Bucky," you said firmly. "I can make my own sandwich."

"I just want to help," he repeated.

"I know, but I need to do things for myself. I need to feel like I'm not completely helpless."

Bucky looked at you for a moment, then sighed. "Okay, I understand. But please be careful."

You rolled your eyes. "I will."

As the days passed, you tried to assert your independence, but it seemed like every time you did, Bucky was there to pick up the slack. You were starting to get frustrated.

Then, one day, you snapped.

"I can't even make grab myself snack from the kitchen now?" you said, your voice rising. "What's next, Bucky? You'll bathe me? Or better yet, you'll help me to get off? Because God forbid I can't even turn on a fucking stove because I'm 'severely injured.'"

Bucky looked at you, his expression unreadable. "Is that what you really think of me?"

The passion between them was palpable, the tension wrapping around them tight like a cord in the small bedroom. The thundering rain outside its windows provided the perfect background music for their highly charged moment.  Bucky Barnes had just crossed a line, pushing his luck with pushing the boundaries of her patience, and now he was paying the price. She was angry and she had every right to be.   'You always do this,' she said, her voice tight with frustration. 'You always think that you know what's better for me than I know for myself.'  'No, I just,' he stumbled over his words, her anger turning him on. 'I don't want you to get hurt.'  She huffed in response, pushing his chest away from her and not even trying to hide her scowl. He stepped back and let his hands slide off of her body, feeling the loss of her warmth instantly.  She knew that her frustration was only turning him on more, which only made her angrier. She wanted to take control of the situation.  ' You don't get to make decisions for me, Bucky,' she said, her voice softer this time around, though still firm with her assertion.  He swallowed, his throat actually running dry, his body responding in a way that only she could make it. He stepped closer to her, his hands sliding around her waist before he pulled her into him.   She expected him to say something in response, not to take her in his arms and bring his lips down upon hers.  Their mouths moved together as if they had done this a million times, each stroke and caress of their lips only making them hungrier for more. His fingers ran up her back, squeezing her closer and further teasing her already sensitised skin.  The taste of him consumed her, making her forget why she was even angry with him in the first place. He let out a groan of satisfaction as her hands ran through his hair, both trying to deepen the kiss.  Finally when they did pull apart, both of them breathing heavily, their eyes connected, neither wanting to break the contact.  He leaned down again, his lips running down her neck, her moan vibrating through his body as he left a trail of gentle kisses. She arched into him as his tongue ran over her collarbone, his hands exploring her body as he moved lower.   He groaned when his fingers touched her between her thighs and her body instantly reacted, pressing against him, desperate to feel the pleasure his hands were giving her.  He pulled back and looked at her, their eyes still connected as each of them tried to take the other in. His face was filled with admiration and appreciation as he said, 'You're so beautiful.'  He cupped her chin in his hand and kissed her again as he lowered her onto the bed, his body following hers as her hips moved against his. For a moment, he paused, his lips still connected to hers, a question in his eyes, asking for her permission.   Her eyes answered for her when she let out a soft moan, pushing herself against him even more, pressing his body into hers.   He responded by pushing himself in, their bodies melting together as he started to move, his hips moments surging upward with each thrust. His hands still moved around her body, both bracing for the intensity of the pleasure, and caressing her soft curves, taking in the sensation of her body against his.  'God, you feel so good,' he said, his words barely audible over her moans of pleasure.  The intensity built as they moved together, each of them finding their release moments later, Bucky burying his face into her neck and calling out her name as his orgasm swept over them.  They laid there, their bodies still connected, until finally Bucky rolled off of her and laid on his back next to her.   He reached over and gently brushed her hair away from her face, a satisfied smile gracing his face. He paused for a moment, just taking her in, before finally speaking.  'I'm sorry for trying to make decisions for you,' he said softly, regret laced into his voice. 'I just want to take care of you and make sure that nothing ever hurts you. I love you.'  “I love you so much, Bucky.”

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nightlyxeternals · 10 months

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chuluoyi · 5 months

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LOVER'S PLAYLIST

“can i go where you go? can we always be this close, forever and ever?”

a little thank you from me to you—for all the love and interactions for my silly little blog during two months of me being here!

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1K MILESTONE EVENT PLAYLIST

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NOTE ok first thing first, this is long overdue already bcs now i've gone past 1k—it's now 1.5k! thank u sm aaa <3 i never expected this. i still think my writing is kinda average and all but thank u for all kind words and interacting with me!

so what is this event? simple. pick your fave, prompt, setting, add your idea—then send it straight to my askbox!

how does it work? let us get a move on...

INFO

i will write 7 fics, ranging from 2k ~ 5k words, and mostly made up of angst, fluff or a combination of both

i will choose from what’s been sent to my askbox. so it’s possible for me to combine two similar requests or drop it (sorry!)

each prompt and setting can only be used once. i'll regularly update this post to cross out prompts and settings that are already taken!

anons are allowed, but since this is a followers event, i’ll prioritize the ones who choose to be off anons—i appreciate you for doing so!

with the speed of my writing, as always, please kindly expect delayed releases. there are still weekly series and regular requests—ah, you just have to make me reach 1k now, don’t you? :')) and now it’s 1.5k… really, love y'all!🫶🏻

now on to ordering...

HOW TO ORDER the format: character — prompts — setting — additional ideas

✧ pick your character ! for this event, the character roster are limited to:

✧ pick your prompts ! rules: max up to 3

1. “nah, i’d win.” 2. “i can show you incredible things.” 3. “i just have to ask. will you go out with me?” 4. “you don't deserve to be unhappy. and i don’t want to be unhappy, either.” 5. “i will protect you.” 6. “why did you do that?!” 7. “we are getting a divorce.” 8. “shut up and kiss me.” 9. “you have been kind of obvious.” 10. “if you feel safer with me being here, then i’ll be here.” 11. “it’s me and not him!” 12. “i suck at telling people my feelings, but i love you. i still do.” 13. “i can't do this anymore.” 14. “don't act innocent when we both know what filth come out of your mouth just five minutes ago.” 15. “tell me the truth. what are we?”

✧ choose your setting ! rules: max up to 1

♡ happy marriage: you are married to the love of your life♡ married on purpose: marriage of convenience with your enemy seems to be what would solve your problems right now ♡ lover’s quarrel: fights, words you don’t mean—is this what it takes for your relationship to end?

ah i ran out of ideas. i’m opening the last four slots to cater to your desired ideas—give me your best!

✧ lastly, shoot it right to my askbox! please tell me it’s for the event so i won’t confuse it with the regular requests! add your own idea too while at it, it'll be waaay more helpful!

if you want to use the available setting:

e.g. “for 1k event, gojo — prompt x and x — married on purpose — and i have an idea: yadda yadda yadda

if you want to suggest your own setting:

e.g. “for 1k event, megumi — prompt x — and i have a suggestion: yadda yadda yadda and it should be yadda yadda yadda

end of the word, thank you again for 1.5k!🫶🏻 if you have any questions regarding this event, feel free to ask me! hope you'll enjoy the 7 upcoming fics from this event!

#—⭐️ chu’s 1k milestone event

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fxckmiup · 2 years

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𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐭. 𝟑

Genre: ♡ Fluff | ♤ Angst | ♞ Hurt/Comfort

Warnings: Unrequited/requited love, if there's anything else please let me know.

Pairing: AU Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: Nothing hurts more than falling in love with your best friend.

Words: 6,979

PS. I've tagged everyone on my taglist but most of y'all can't be tagged.

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Y/n Y/l/n

"Congratulations class of 2022!!!!" our principal yells into the mic and we all cheer as we throw our hats into the air with big smiles on our faces.

I catch my hat, wanting to keep it for memories. "Ouff," I groan when the air gets knocked out of me by the Russian blonde that slams into me. "You're free Y/n!!!!" Yelena yells into my ears as I wrap my arms around her waist and spin her around.

"I'm sorry that you have one more year left," I tell her and she groans in response slapping my arm as she untangles herself from me. The next arm around me is from the redhead Russian, "Congratulations Nat," I whisper to her ear as she does the same with me.

We go around hugging and congratulating each other and my heart skips a beat when I walk up to Wanda last. I watch as she walks cautiously towards me and I take her hand pulling her to me softly. I wrap my arms around her neck, "congratulations Wands, you made it."

She pulls back smiling softly and meets my eyes with her green ones, "we made it."

An arm wraps around my shoulders and Wanda's, "so party time right?" Sam says excitedly as he pulls Wanda and me away from each other and wedges himself between us. I shake my head at his antics, "Yup, party at my place! Remember that we're celebrating Y/n's birthday today more than the fact that our hard work in college is over," Tony says sarcastically making me roll my eyes.

"You're so annoying," I groan before pushing Tony's head away and untangling myself from Sam's arm.

"Ahhh, I can't wait," Yelena squeals and hooks an arm around mine. "Don't be too excited, you and Kate are being cut off of alcohol before anybody else," Natasha warns her little sister who looks offended.

"Um excuse me, I'm russian. I can outdrink Sam and Steve combined," Yelena says in defence making me laugh at Sam's offended look. "You're excused Yelena," Natasha simply replies making the younger sister scoff.

"Cyka," Yelena mutters under her breath making me shake my head before leading us both to my car.

...

I step into Tony's apartment balcony to get some air and watch the city at night. I'll miss this, I'll miss this city. I wasn't much of a city person, to begin with, but I fell in love with NYU that I bit the bullet and moved states away from my family. Now I'm about to move out of a city that I grew to love in the last few years.

Only a year and a half ago I couldn't even imagine my life not being in New York City, surrounded by everything and everyone I love. Now here I am, getting ready to move away from a place I truly call home.

I sigh before taking a swig of the whiskey on ice I've been walking around with.

I turn to the sound of the sliding doors opening and closing to find Tony stepping out to the balcony, "can I join you?" he asks which I answer with a smile and a nod before looking back at the view.

"Are you ready?" Tony asks and I don't need any clarification of what he's talking about.

"Not really, but I'm kinda looking forward to it. Something new, something to distract me with."

"You already know how I feel about it. As much as I think this opportunity is amazing and once in a lifetime, I think you're taking it for the wrong reasons. You're accepting the job because you want to run away, run away from certain people, run away from certain feelings. Do you really think that's going to help?" Tony asks softly and I feel his gaze burn a hole on the side of my face but I don't dare to look back at him.

"I would hope so. Only one way to find out," I shrug before sighing. "Their relationship seems to be blossoming into something more serious and I'm not going to ruin that for her. She's happy and it may not be with me but I'm happy for her. If anyone deserves to be happy out of all of us, it's her and she finally is. I can hurt a little bit more for her, that's how much I love her," I confess tearfully into the dark night. The wind carrying my words to the moon and stars that absolutely know more of my secrets than anybody else.

Tony wraps an arm around my shoulders, giving me a side hug. "Have you told anyone else?" I shake my head at his question.

"Y/n! Are you out of your mind? You're leaving in a week and you haven't told anyone else?" Tony asks scolding me with a slap to my shoulder.

"You weren't supposed to know yet either, except you were snooping around," I say with an eye roll that gets me a scoff. "Well I'm happy I did, at least I got two weeks to mentally prepare myself for your departure."

I don't answer and Tony sighs before continuing, "You might not even make it to your flight because Natasha will kill you for telling her so last minute."

"I'm just not ready yet. It's a week away and my flight is booked but yet it feels like it's not even real and I guess I'm delaying telling my friends who are my family because the moment I do it'll actually become real. That I'm actually leaving. If everyone is sad around me then I'll have more time to be sad and potentially back out of my decision. So telling everyone last minute and dip quickly after is the only choice I can think about."

"You're brains and looks are top-notch, yet your logic on this case is so fucked up," Tony says groaning making me laugh before downing my whiskey.

"You're going to tell her last?" Tony asks and I bite my lip nervously before nodding. "You're going to break her, Y/n," Tony warns and I look back inside seeing Wanda laugh loudly at something Sam tells her. "I think she'll be okay Tony," I tell him as we both watch our friends have a good time.

...

I open my eyes the next morning with a sigh as I stare up at the ceiling. After talking to Tony last night we both joined the others and tried to enjoy the party as much as I can, treasuring my last get-together with everyone for a while. Eventually, the party started to die down in the early hours of this morning and most of everyone slept at Tony's being that everyone drank a good amount of alcohol. I think Wanda left with Vision, I'm not sure, one minute I saw her and the next they were gone. I heard they were eager to leave, probably continue their own party at home.

I groan at the thought and run my hands down my face to shake the images out of my head. It's Saturday today and I leave this coming Friday meaning, I need to pack all my shit and get my shit together before I fly out to face the world alone.

I've been an intern for a very well-known company for a year and lucky for me they ended up offering me an impressive intermediate position, being a leader to a small number of a team. The downside is that the position is in their Seattle headquarters which is about 5 hrs away from New York by a plane ride. It's across the country and I can't believe I actually took the position.

I have a week before I leave my life behind, a week to tell all my friends the news. I grab the pillow beside my head and cover my face with it before yelling as loud as I can against the cushion to take all of my frustrations out.

I think I'm going to tell Yelena and Natasha first today before anyone else. Maybe I'll cook them our favourite dinner dish, crack a bottle of red wine, and lay it out slowly. I'm fucked, Tony's right, they're going to kill me.

...

Hours later I'm in my kitchen cooking a pasta dish that both the russian sisters and I absolutely love. Those two are like my sisters and if I let myself think too long about the fact that I won't have them so close to me, I might actually have a mental breakdown. I asked the two to come by tonight for a needed girl's night and they were both suspicious as to why I only invited them two but they didn't press too much, thank god.

I hear the front door open and I smile at Yelena's booming voice, "your favourite human has arrived." I laugh at the 'ow' that followed right after, knowing Natasha hit her at the back of the head.

"Hello hello sestry, the table is ready. Come sit, both of you," I tell them and I turn around just in time to see both of them giving each other a confused look.

"What's up with you?" Natasha asks skeptically before taking a seat across Yelena who looks up at me just as skeptical.

"What? I'm not allowed to call y'all, my sisters? Wow, I thought the feeling was mutual," I tease lightly as I pour wine into their glasses which only seemed to confuse them more.

"No, no, you absolutely can but something seems off here," Yelena backs Natasha up which makes me frown, "what are you? A russian spy? I'm just trying to enjoy a lovely dinner with my sisters, is that a crime?"

"I guess not ..." Natasha mutters before I sit beside her and we all dig into our food.

The conversation flows after a few minutes and soon after that little weird tension we were laughing and reminiscing about old stories.

"So, are you ever going to tell a certain someone how you feel?" Yelena sneakily asks before taking a sip of her red wine. "Well, I never thought I'd ever admit to Sam that I actually love his sense of humour but I guess I will now," I respond back which earns a glare from the sisters making me sigh in defeat.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that? Wanda is happy. She and Vision seem to be working on a pretty serious relationship and I'm not going to ruin that for her," I explain before throwing a piece of bread into my mouth.

"You're an idiot," Natasha points out and I nod agreeing with her with a dry chuckle, "you're not wrong."

"And you're going to tell me that I'm stupid in a minute," I continue before anyone could throw a remark.

"There it is, she's about to tell us something stupid she did and this entire dinner to bond with her sisters was just a way to lessen the blow. I knew it!" Yelena throws the accusation across the table as if she solved a murder mystery.

I get up from the table and walk to the counter grabbing a folded piece of paper. I close my eyes taking a deep breath before walking to sit back beside Natasha who narrows her eyes at the piece of paper in my hands.

I hesitate for a second before I hand her my official welcome letter to the company I'm working for. She takes it cautiously and unfolds the paper looking almost terrified at what she might find. I watch her eyes read the words on the paper and I flinch when I hear her gasp and I bite my inner cheek as I watch the tears pool at the rim of her eyes.

"What the hell is in that paper?" Yelena asks cautiously but before I can even acknowledge her Natasha flicks her tearful eyes at me in disbelief. I hear Yelena's chair scrape on the floor before snatching the paper out of Natasha's hand. I watch her frantically read the contents of the paper and she shakes her head in disbelief.

"You're lying. This is a joke. Tell me this is a joke Y/n!" Yelena yells looking at me with angry tears.

"I'm sorry," I say just above a whisper while finally letting myself let go of all the tears I've been holding in. Yelena scoffs before throwing the letter on the counter as she paces the room stressfully. I look back at Natasha who's still staring at me, not bothering with the tears rolling freely down her face.

"Don't get me wrong Y/n, I'm happy for you. That job, that position, that pay, that's an amazing offer, especially for someone who just graduated and I'm so happy and proud of you for earning it. But fuck, Seattle? That's a 5-hour plane ride from here! How the hell am I going to see you? Are we even going to see you? And you leave in 5 days? Are you serious right now?" Natasha groans, obviously conflicted with her feelings as I am with mine.

"I need some air," Yelena mutters before exiting and stepping out on my balcony.

"Who knows?" Natasha asks. "Only Tony and before you say anything, he found out because he was snooping." Natasha rolls at the revelation, "typical Tony," she mutters making both of us chuckle. See? I guess it wasn't too bad. This could have gone much worse.

...

I scratch my eyebrow exhaling loudly trying to control the building anxiety in the pit of my stomach. I drop another folded shirt into my suitcase before swallowing and trying to control my breathing. It's Wednesday night and I'm home trying to pack my whole entire life into just 2 medium-sized suitcases.

I thought to keep my apartment here in NYC and while I'm gone, Yelena will be moving in to sublease as she finishes her schooling. Therefore, I don't have to move furniture or anything major, just most of my clothes into these suitcases and probably live minimalistic for however long I need to. Also, at least I'd have an apartment to come back to if I ever move back or visit the city.

Everyone in our circle of friends knows of my relocation except for one person, well two, if I'm counting Vision but Vision is kind of a part of the friend group but kinda not at the same time. His presence is just ... weird ... in the best way possible and I'm not sure how to explain it. Wanda doesn't know about it and I'm honestly just procrastinating telling her because I have no idea how to tell her.

We haven't spoken properly since her birthday, we spoke during our graduation but not really at the same time. Tony insisted on having a going away party this Friday and I tried declining but when his mind is made up, it's made up. There was supposed to be the last send-off party for everyone this weekend but they decided to cancel that and move the party to Friday before my flight. Wanda and Vision think that the last send-off party for our graduated asses was simply being rescheduled to Friday, they have no idea of the true reasoning and so they aren't suspicious about it.

I am planning on talking to Wanda Friday morning before the party because I don't want her to be dumbfounded walking through the doors. She'll be mad that I'm telling her at the very last minute but I don't think I can tell her any earlier because if I do and she asks me to stay, I would stay.

I sigh, plopping myself down on the bed beside my open overflowing suitcase and I stare at the ceiling biting my lips to stop my lips from quivering.

This is the right choice, right? I mean, there's no other way to move on if I stay close to Wanda.

...

I roll over on my bed and face the window that gives me a full view of the crack of dawn over New York City, a view I'll surely miss. Today's the day. I leave today. I haven't spoken to anyone since Wednesday morning and no one has reached out to me either and I think that's because no one knows what to say. Everyone is dealing with this change in their own little world, which I don't blame them for, I don't think I've fully accepted it either.

I feel as if my body is on autopilot and I've numbed myself and I knew that the moment I get on that plane, I'm going to break. The walls I've been holding these last few weeks are slowly going to crumble down but for now, I can't show anyone how this change is truly breaking me apart.

The party is at 3 pm and my flight is at 7 pm which means I have to be at the airport by 6 pm which also means that I have to leave the party at around 5:30 pm to get there on time. Two and a half hours at the party seems like enough time for all the goodbyes.

I sigh watching the sun come up as I curl further into my blanket, not wanting to leave the warmth of my bed just yet. I'm going to go see Wanda at around 11 am in hopes that it's enough time to get everything out before I leave. I thought about telling her how I truly feel about her but that would just be dumb and incredibly selfish of me. She's happy. She might not be happy with me but she's happy and content in her relationship and that's all I've ever wanted for her.

I know Vision enough to know that he treats her how she deserves to be treated. I know that he'll do everything he can to make sure she is happy and well taken care of and with that knowledge, I feel comfortable enough to leave.

Yelena and Kate insisted to come with me when I do go see Wanda, no idea why, but I agreed knowing how much I'll need their emotional support.

My eyes flicker to the dark green tiny velvet box that's sitting on my bedside table, biting my lips as I stare at it forcing myself to stop the tears from forming.

Papa Olek and mama Iryna sat me one summer and told me they knew of my feelings for their daughter, Wanda. Funny thing was, I haven't even come to that realization yet so I tried to deny their assumption but they explained to me how they see the love that I have just by how I look at Wanda. They explained that it's the way papa Olek looked at mama Iryna and vice versa.

They gave me the engagement ring that papa Olek had given mama Iryna when he proposed saying they know that Wanda and I will be a forever thing. I asked them what if I wasn't the one? They simply brushed the idea off but when I pressed the possibility of me not being the one Wanda chooses, they told me that they trust my approval for whoever might end up with Wanda and to make sure to pass the ring along, only if I was 110% sure of it.

Then the next summer they passed away from a terrible accident and I vowed to keep Wanda forever safe. Pietro knows of the ring and what mama and papa had told me. He sometimes comes over to look at it when he misses his parents but Wanda has zero clue about it. She looked for the ring after their passing but soon gave up when she couldn't find it anywhere, utterly disappointed.

And now I look at it with a heavy chest, "I might not be the one mama and papa," I whisper out with a sob as I bury my face into the pillow finally letting a few tears out.

"Shhh," Natasha whispers from behind me as she wraps her arms around my waist pulling me closer while I feel the bed dip in front of me. "We got you," I hear Yelena say softly before wrapping her arms around me. My russian sisters sandwiched me in a tight hug while I let out the emotions I've been holding onto for the last few weeks. I guess I can't hold it in long enough to get to the airport first.

I grab onto Yelena's arm, sobbing into her chest, my whole body shaking as I let my heart cry out.

...

Third Person POV

Y/n takes a deep breath before exhaling slowly to calm her nerves, she quickly knocks firmly on the door before she had a second to doubt her decision. Not even a second later the woman who's been messing with her heart opens the door, surprised with Y/n's unannounced visit.

"Y/n?" Wanda asks confused but steps aside to let her in. "Hi," Y/n says quietly as she passes the brunette.

"What are you doing here?" Wanda asks after closing the door and making her way to the kitchen. "Did you want some water? coffee?" the brunette asks and Y/n shakes her head, "No thank you."

"Do you have time to talk?" Y/n asks quietly and her tone catches Wanda's full attention, turning around forgetting her current task. "Yeah, I do. Actually, I wanted to talk to you too."

"Oh? What's up?" Y/n says as she fiddles with her rings nervously.

"Um," Wanda visibly swallows. "I've been meaning to tell you this for a while now and I just, I couldn't because I didn't want it to ruin our friendship."

"Wanda, what is it?" Y/n asks, her voice now sounding worried. "Vis and I had a talk. We had a talk about you. A few conversations about you actually," Wanda starts making Y/n feel uneasy.

"Well first of all, we broke up. We broke up because he was right."

"He was right about what? Wanda just tell me you're scaring me," Y/n pleads as she already feels herself start thinking about how she'll confront Vision for breaking Wanda's heart.

"He's right when he said that I was in love with you," Wanda drops and Y/n felt as if time just froze her in place. Did she hear that correctly?

"What?" Y/n asks after a few seconds and Wanda chews at her lip before repeating her words, sounding firmer this time. "Y/n," they lock eyes together with emotions swirling in them, "I'm desperately and utterly in love with you. I have been for years."

Y/n suddenly forgot how to breathe, she stood there for a moment, all she could do was stare. Was what she heard right? Or was her mind playing tricks on her? Worse, is this some kind of sick joke? A big dream that she'll think waking up would be her biggest nightmare?

After what felt like hours, but in reality just a minute, the true meaning of Wanda's words finally started sinking into her and her body almost felt weak at the realization. She blinks her thoughts away to see that Wanda was still there, standing in front of her with a terrified, but slightly hopeful look in her eyes.

Y/n, where the hell is your tongue? Speak woman!

Y/n blinks a couple more times before opening her mouth, "I love you too."

Within an instant, Wanda closes the space between the two and smashes her lips against Y/n's pink plump ones. Y/n stood there shocked but quickly reciprocates before her mind finally catches up to reality. She slightly pushes Wanda away from her, "Wands stop."

"What? I thought -" Wanda starts but Y/n cuts her off quickly. "I know. And I do, I just, I have something to tell you first." Wanda's eyebrows furrow at her words before encouraging her to continue, "okay what is it?"

"I got offered a job, at my internship."

Wanda's eyes widen in excitement and if it was on any other day, Y/n would melt to mush at the sight but at this moment she only felt her heart break even more. "Really? Is it the position you've been working hard to reach?"

Y/n nods and Wanda lets out a squeal in excitement. "That's amazing! I'm so proud of you!" the brunette steps forward to give her a hug but Y/n puts her hand up. "The job is in Seattle."

Wanda's smile immediately dropped and she swallows the bile that threatened to come up, feeling sick at the thought of Y/n leaving to go across the country. Seattle? No way. It seemed like her voice was refusing to speak, refusing to ask the question that she almost doesn't want to ask.

"What are you going to do?" Wanda whispers as she blinks the tears trying to pool at the brim of her eyes.

"Wanda ..." Y/n starts and Wanda's green eyes snap up at hers at the cautious tone she used. Y/n almost cringes at the sight of the brunette's eyes widen slightly as she puts it together, "you took the job."

"I can't turn it down," Y/n tells her firmly. "You know I've been working hard for this position for the last two years. I can't turn it down."

"Fine. I'll go with you," Wanda says confidently. She didn't even have to think about it, she can't see herself anywhere that Y/n isn't. She'd relocate across the world if that means she finally gets to be with Y/n.

"Wanda no," Y/n shakes her head. "I can't ask you to do that, absolutely not."

The brunette takes a step closer, "you're not asking." Y/n continues to shake her head and takes a step back, "no. Your life is here."

"Y/n, I want to be where you are," Wanda says firmly. "I want to be with you."

"Wanda, I don't want you to go." Wanda's eyebrows furrow as she takes a couple of steps back, slightly confusing Y/n. "Oh," she whispers as her shoulders deflate.

Wanda starts pacing around as her mood changes faster than a blink of an eye. Now, she was angry. How can Y/n tell her she loves her back and kiss her back and then tell her that she's leaving her? What the hell is that? This has to be some sick sick sick joke. Maybe even a bet because what the hell?

Y/n watches her, swallowing the lump in her throat that's pushing its way out. She hasn't even had the time to actually process the fact that the woman she's been pining over, she's been in love with, she's been trying to move on from, actually reciprocated the same feelings this whole entire time. Everything was blurring and it was making Y/n's mind cloudy.

Suddenly Wanda stops abruptly facing her with her eyebrows furrowed, "you said you loved me."

"And I do," Y/n tells her without skipping a beat but something in her eyes flickered that didn't go unnoticed by the brunette. "But, you're going to leave me?" Wanda presses and Y/n sighs in return.

"You know, everyone kept saying that we've been walking around each other, playing the safe hurtful game. That we were both the reasons why nothing ever happened between us. But this time, it's me. I'm the reason why this isn't going to work out."

"I just don't get it. Make it make sense Y/n," Wanda desperately says. "I tell you I'm in love with you and you tell me you love me and I'm standing here telling you that I want to be with you but here you are choosing to leave me," the brunette's voice slightly gets louder as her anger becomes more prominent.

"Wanda. This is important to me. I've worked hard the last two years of uni for this, you were there while I did so you must know how much I want this. How much I need this," Y/n tells the brunette firmly.

"Then fucking take me! Take me with you! I said I want to go."

"No. I already said no. I don't want you to go. And plus, I'm barely going to be home as it is. The position is demanding, relationships are demanding, and I don't even know how much time I'll have in my hands for free time. I can't do both." Wanda scoffs as she shakes her head.

"So you're saying I'm going to be a distraction?"

"No, that's not what I'm saying! Stop putting words in my mouth," Y/n seethes. Why can't Wanda understand her? "What I'm saying is I don't want you to go. Your life is here and I am not going to have you drop it all for me. So no Wanda. You can not come and that's the end of that conversation."

"It's not that you can't do both. It's that you don't want to. Hell, you aren't even willing to try!"

Y/n just stared at her. How can Wanda think that? Y/n is doing this for her, to be better, to be enough for her. How can she say that she isn't willing to try when Y/n has been drowning and kicking herself for the last few years to make sure she was enough?

The silence that followed was deafening and it finally truly dawned on the two their current reality. The exchange between the two was like watching an intense game of tennis, going off of pure adrenaline to even realize what actually was happening. And now that they finally got a moment of silence the adrenaline slowly died down and sadness started seeping in. Sadness that they both feel will end up drowning them.

Wanda is now truly understanding that Y/n was leaving. She can see it in Y/n's eyes that her decision was made up, this wasn't something she just decided on this morning. This has been in the works and she can feel herself getting angry at the fact that she's only finding out now. But then her anger soon turns into darkness, sadness, and loneliness, at the thought that her Y/n is leaving her. She's going on with her life without Y/n and she can't have that. She can't live without Y/n in her life, without her being a few blocks down, without the choice of just calling her up to go meet up for lunch in the city.

As for Y/n, her mind reminded her that Wanda had just confessed her feelings. The same feelings that she has had for the brunette for years now. She didn't come here with the intention of coming clean with her feelings, she believed that Wanda never looked at her like that. No matter how many times their friends told her that Wanda reciprocated her feelings, she believed that there was never a slight chance. How could she when Wanda made sure to always say how straight she was and how in love she was with Vision?

Y/n's decision to accept the position across the world was because she's been working for this for the last two years of uni but thinking Wanda will never like her back definitely pushed her further into that decision. On top of that, she also wanted to take it in hopes one day she can be enough for the brunette but here they were. The woman of her dreams finally told her what she's been wanting to hear and she's still choosing to leave because if she was ever to give them a try, she wants to make sure that she was enough and that she can provide.

"Y/n," Wanda whispers as tears start making their way to her eyes, "you can't just leave."

"I can. I have to," Y/n breathes out. "We can figure this all out," Wanda tries to reason with her, taking a step closer.

"There's nothing to figure out," Y/n shares but Wanda can see that there's more to it. "What is it?" Wanda asks shakily.

"I leave today."

Today? Y/n leaves today?

"You what?" Wanda exclaims heartbroken. She shakes her head, no way is this happening. This has to be a nightmare. This can not be happening. With Y/n just standing there with now tears in her own eyes Wanda continues, "we can make this work. We can find a way to make both of us work. This has to work Y/n."

"Wanda .." Y/n breathes out, scratching her eyebrows.

"How the hell can you just stand there and act like you don't care at all?" Wanda pushes, her irritation with the situation getting the best of her.

"I do care Wands," the nickname furthermore breaks the brunette's heart. "Then start acting like it!" Wanda shoots in complete frustration.

"I'm sorry," that's all Y/n can give because there's no turning back now. Wanda's defensive shoulders drop and she closes the gap between them once again, taking a hold of the back of Y/n's neck. "Please, please don't do this," Wanda whispers as she rests her forehead against Y/n's.

"I'm sorry," Y/n says again, letting a few tears roll down her cheeks. Wanda only shakes her head rapidly and presses her lips against Y/n's. Wanda let out a sob through the kiss, both their tears mixed together. Y/n takes hold of the back of Wanda's neck, pressing their lips together as hard as they can and allows herself to let out a sob as well. They relay their heavy emotions through the kiss knowing that this was it.

"I'm sorry," Y/n whispers against Wanda's lips before gripping the brunette's wrist, pulling them away from her as she steps back from the kiss.

"Y/n .. please," Wanda sobs out.

"I'll come back for you," Y/n whispers and with that, she turns around and walks out.

...

The clock strikes 5:45 pm and Y/n's phone blares its alarm for the third time tonight, reminding her of her flight. She glances at the door before facing her group of friends, "I can't wait any longer. I have to go."

Natasha sighs while everyone sends Y/n a sorrowful look. She doesn't need pity, not right now because she can not afford to have another breakdown today. She's had two already, third time can not happen before she gets into the plane.

Everyone walks Y/n to the door, bidding her a quick goodbye knowing that they're all pressed for time. "Natasha we know for a fact you'll get her to the airport on time, but please make sure she's in one piece," Sam jokes trying to lighten the mood but he only gets a hard glare from the redhead making everyone laugh.

"I'll be fine Sam," Y/n tells him before grabbing her purse since all of her suitcases were already in the car. "I love you all so much and thank you for this. I will text the group chat when I land. And please don't drink too much."

"I'm sorry not everyone made it here tonight," Tony says and Y/n waves her hand dismissingly. "It's fine. Maybe it's better this way," she tells him. She does not want to dwell on the fact that Wanda didn't make it on time for the party.

Natasha and Yelena usher Y/n out to the car, her two sisters wanting to be the one who drives her to the airport and no one dared to argue with them.

Y/n stares out the window, watching as she gets further and further from the place she called home.

...

Yelena and Natasha walk into Tony's apartment and quickly scan the group who were all quietly sitting in front of the TV in the living room, watching Friends at a low volume, and it's apparent that no one was paying attention to the show. Everyone was distraught at their friends' departure, rightfully so as Y/n had always been the glue of the friend group. She was always accepting, welcoming, and forgiving, and she had the biggest and kindest heart.

Everyone felt like someone had cut off a limb from their bodies, now not knowing how to function properly again.

"She's still not here?" Yelena asks the group as she walks closer and Kate shakes her head making Yelena's anger towards the sokovian resurface. The blonde russian sits beside Kate while Natasha sits on her other side. It was evident that everyone was upset towards Wanda, Yelena and Natasha were a bit angrier as they're the most protective over Y/n.

Yelena is a fun person, she's light, and she's always joking. It's rare to truly piss her off but if you do, you better run for the hills. Natasha's scary when she's mad and everyone tries to stay within her good graces for the most part but Yelena's something else; and by the way her nose is flaring at the moment, it makes everyone want to reach for their phone to tell Wanda not to come if she wants to stay alive. Unfortunately, the window to save the sokovian from the russian wrath was shut closed when the said sokovian walks through the door mid-laugh with Vision.

"I thought this was supposed to be a party? Where's the music?" Wanda says after realizing how quiet the house was and Bucky's eyes flicker to Yelena, ready to stop the blonde from jumping on the brunette if it came to.

"Where have you been?" Steve asks timidly. If it wasn't Y/n trying to calm a situation, it was Steve as he had an old soul like his grandfather who fought in the war.

"Vis and I went to the movies but after that, we stopped by the arcade beside the cinema and kinda lost track of time," she explains while she and Vision walk closer to the group. Yes, they broke up, but Vision was the one she's been coming to for advice about her feelings regarding Y/n. "Why?"

After Y/n left her apartment this morning, she called Vision in hysterics and Vision just did what he can to distract Wanda throughout the day. The two of them completely lost track of time and it also didn't help that they didn't know what time Y/n was leaving. All Wanda knew was that Y/n's flight was going to be late tonight.

"You're late," Sam comments with his arms crossed over his chest, not even bothering to look up at them as he continues to stare at the coffee table. The man was one of Y/n's closest friends and was the next most protective over Y/n after the russian sisters, although the rest of the group would wanna argue against his claims which only further proves how much they all value Y/n.

"We weren't aware of the strict time frame, we're sorry," Vision sincerely says but his genuine tone doesn't stop Yelena from scoffing as a response that only confuses Wanda further.

"What's going on? And why are you upset with us being late? I don't see Y/n being here," Wanda's poor choice of words breaks the thin grip Yelena had on her patience.

The blonde jumps to her feet quickly ready to charge towards Wanda's direction but Natasha grips at her wrist keeping her in place, "are you fucking serious right now?" she seethes towards the sokovian.

Yelena looks down at Natasha, "is she fucking serious right now?" and then she looks around the group of people, "she can't be fucking serious."

"Why can't anyone just tell me what the hell is going on?" Wanda asks out loud, frustration clear in her voice. Why is everyone mad at her? To Wanda's mind, Y/n hasn't even arrived at the party yet so why were they mad at her?

"You don't get to be frustrated right now. You don't get to be mad. You don't get to be anything! And you know what? Maybe it's better you don't know because if you did, you'd probably make this a lot more harder and painful like you always do."

"Excuse me?" Wanda tilts her head, "what the hell is that supposed to mean?" What are they on about?

"Yelena let's calm down," Steve offers as he gets up to stand in front of Yelena to block her view of the sokovian but Natasha steps in between them facing the man. "I'd back away if I were you, Steve."

Natasha has her own words to spew toward the brunette but she was better than her sister at keeping them down. "Natasha, let's not escalate this. Y/n wouldn't want that and you know that."

"What does what Y/n want have to do with this?" Vision cluelessly asks. "I'd shut up if I were you Vision," Clint comments.

"Okay okay, why don't we all just have a breather. It's late, it's been a long day, let's all take a deep breath and maybe take a sip of water?" Kate says as her eyes bounce to every person in the room as she awkwardly shuffles around in front of the tv.

"Where's Y/n?" Wanda asks quietly.

"And now you want to know?" Yelena says with sarcasm and chuckles humourlessly. "Vision collect your girlfriend and take her home before I say something I'll regret," Natasha says stepping away from Steve to look at Wanda finally. The redhead obviously knows that they've broken up, but she was far too upset at this current moment to care.

"Where's Y/n, Natasha?" Wanda asks louder, ignoring all the other comments being thrown at her. Her stomach was twisting, an awful feeling about what the reason for their anger towards her was. No way. No way did she miss Y/n. No way did she not say goodbye to Wanda.

She couldn't have left already, it's still early. Wanda's heart was beating hard against her that she was afraid it'd jump out.

"Um, water anyone? How about a walk?" Kate's comment falls on deaf ears.

"She's gone and she left because of you."

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boy meets girl (Tim Drake x OC)

It's been years since I really published any of my writing. It's scary. But this seems to be the year where I do things I usually wouldn't. So fuck it. Just for funsies. Be nice to me, yeah? Love y'all ♡

I am generally a person who prefers reading/writing with OCs. I do have x Reader stuff though.

That being said: Ameena is my baby but feel free to see her name as a placeholder. I didn't specify much about her tbh and it would feel like getting rid of her if I turned her into Y/N myself T-T.

These two give me 2017/2018 music vibes. Don't ask me what that means. Alexa, play I Like Me Better by Lauv or sth.

- Lila ♡♡♡

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SYNOPSIS: All Ameena wants is a peaceful night at home after a stressful day. Watch some TV until her brain is fried enough to simply pass out. Too bad a certain vigilante ends up crashing her date with her couch. Quite literally.

WARNINGS: Mentions of wounds/injuries and blood, those being treated, etc. All that shebang that comes with being a crime-fighting vigilante. Nothing graphic though.

WORD COUNT: 1957

It had been a tiring day, so Ameena settled on doing absolutely nothing but lying on her couch and watching TV, dressed in an oversized, comfy sweater and shorts, her hair in a messy bun. As she was halfway through Guardians of the Galaxy 2, the lights and every single electronic in her apartment suddenly turned off, making a not-so-silent squeak escape her.

As her hand frantically searched around for her phone, her mind already screamed at her to get some salt and make a circle, just in case. That worry intensified by a hundred times when a crash from her bedroom echoed loudly through her apartment, followed by some pained groans and then utter silence.

She jumped when the lights came back on and waited for more noises, yet Ameena heard nothing. Her body toyed around with the idea of panicking even more, but she forced the anxiousness down and, after grabbing her trusty bat, made her way into her room.

For a moment, the sight made her dizzy. The costume, the gadgets, and oh my god- "Where the heck is all the blood coming from?!" she whisper-yelled to herself, throwing all the questions and confusion out of the window, probably along with her common sense, and dropped her bat, hurriedly checking on the boy.

There was a big cut on his forehead, more scratches on his arms and face and a gunshot wound in his shoulder. "Please have an exit wound, pleasepleaseplease-" Ameena breathed a sigh of relief when she found it and quickly dashed to the bathroom to get one of the first aid kits she always kept around, starting to clean the wounds and all the blood once she was back in her room, thanking whatever was out there that she was part of her local Emergency Response Team.

Otherwise, she would've probably fainted. And there was no way she could take him to the ER, dressed like that and unconscious. There was also the fact that he would most likely have no way of identifying himself, and really, that was all just too troublesome.

As she undressed him and tended to his wounds, her mind didn't stop trying to wrap itself around what the hell just had happened. As much as a part of her wished it was just an extremely good cosplayer that had somehow climbed several floors into her secure apartment after he'd gotten into a very bad fight, she knew this was the real deal after seeing all the traps in the suit that she luckily didn't trigger.

"Did I get high? Is there a gas leak?" she ran a hand through her hair, getting up and throwing all the bloody gauze, bandages and towels into the trashcan, eyeing the mess that was her room. "He must've crashed into my dresser when he landed, shit." she gathered all the clothes that were strewn around, shoving the drawers back into place and picking the glass shards from broken picture frames.

The moment she stopped bustling around, the reality of what had occurred crashed down on her. "Oh my god, Tim Drake is in my apartment. What.the.fuck."

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Six hours later, at about four in the morning, Ameena was checking his vitals once more, making sure his pulse and respiration were normal and taking his temperature, frowning when it was quite high compared to the slight warmth she'd felt on his forehead just an hour ago.

"Maybe he was injured for a while before he even arrived here?" she wondered out loud to herself. That would explain the incoming fever, at least, because she had been very thorough with the cleaning of his wounds and dressing them properly. She gently placed her hand on his hot forehead, jumping lightly when the boy groaned and slowly blinked his eyes open.

"I was," he answered in a hoarse voice, not seeming to realize where he was, or more where he wasn't. He squinted up at Ameena, who quickly snatched her hand away to dim the light of her bedside lamp. "Who- where-?"

"Shh." she gently pushed him back down when he tried pushing himself up into a sitting position, trying to keep her movements to a minimum, not wanting to come off as a possible threat. She knew she'd be freaked about waking up in a place you don't know with a complete stranger. Well, Ameena knew who he was, at least, not that it would matter much. "My name is Ameena and you're in my apartment. Crashed in here, quite literally." she lightly joked, gesturing at her messed-up drawer.

His eyes flickered around the room, taking everything in at a rapid speed. Then they snapped to the shredded remains of his suit and his half-naked state, his chest that was covered expertly in bandages and the bandaids plastered all over his face. His fingers instantly rushed up to his face, because for some reason his dizzy brain felt the need to confirm that he was unmasked in front of this girl.

"Don't worry," Ameena held her hands up in front of her. "I would've known who's under the mask anyways without taking it off and your head wound was bleeding a lot." the moment the words left her mouth, she cringed. "Wait, I should have worded that better. I'm not a stalker or a villain if that's what you think." taking a peek at the look on his face, she buried her face in her hands. "That is what you think. Perfect. I just- I mean no harm to you or anyone, really, so please don't do anything- I have no idea how to explain without sounding like a nutjob but I have proof, I swear, and-"

"Stop." Tim placed his hands on the girl's shoulder, slightly concerned with how red her head was getting. "Breathe. Ameena, right?" receiving a nod, he continued. "Just calm down and start explaining. I'm not gonna do anything, I swear. I'm just as confused about this situation, so please go on. Slowly this time, though." he sent her a slight smile when she took a deep breath, sitting back down on the edge of the bed.

"Okay so, to simplify it, you're not in your universe anymore."

Tim nodded slowly, taking this in. "Do you know another version of me?" Definitely not the weirdest thing that happened to him and also not the weirdest question he ever had to ask.

"Well, kind of?" Ameena answered, grinning sheepishly. "I think it's best if I just show you. Promise me not to freak out too much?" If it was anyone else she was talking to, she'd probably try easing them in, but Tim had always seemed like the type of person who'd appreciate the simple, hard facts delivered straightforwardly. And maybe an interesting and unique way of looking at things, so she threw caution to the wind and handed him her phone. "Just google yourself while I get some stuff." 'Some stuff' being her precious Red Robin comics and some others. "Oh and I feel like Tim Drake will be a more effective search than Red Robin. Don't want to end up looking at the restaurant info, right?"

With that she escaped to the living room, face flushed from that awkward as-hell attempt at a joke. She gathered up the comics from the shelf, taking her sweet time to give Tim a moment to wrap his mind around the fact that he was a fictional character in this world.

She walked back into her room, setting the things down next to herself on the bed. "So, are you losing your mind yet, or...?"

"I'm very tempted to say 'what the actual fuck'"

Ameena snorted at that, smothering her laughter behind her hand. "Go ahead, I'm not stopping you. In fact, I have more what-the-fuck-material, right here." she placed the stack of comics on his lap. "Be careful please, they're precious to me and I will most definitely cry if anything happens to them."

Tim raised an eyebrow. "Seriously?" he carefully picked up the first volume of his own comic, staring at his own face on the cover with what looked like a mix of bewilderment, objection, awe, and a bit of confusion. "From 2009? Please tell me we're at least in the same year."

"It's actually 2018. August 22nd."

The raven-haired boy breathed a sigh of relief. "That was the date back home. That's something at least." without thinking, he dropped back down on the bed, groaning in pain.

"Dude, you have to be careful with that." a look at his dressing told her that the wound opened again. Giving him a blank stare, she picked up the comics to bring them to safety and far away from the blood. "There goes the great job I did on that wound, Timothy." she swiftly grabbed some sterile pads, gauze and alcohol wipes, removing the bandages and getting to work.

Tim cringed, not only at the pain but also at the choice of name. "Please just say Tim. Timothy sounds-"

"Posh? Second-tier classic? An aristocrat. Or spoiled brat-" she cut him off, giggling when he let out an indignant 'hey!'. "Which is none of the things you are...probably."

"Probably?"

"Well, yeah. I don't actually know you. Just because you're one of my favorite characters in a comic series. God, this is such a messed-up thing to say." A few hours ago, all this was nothing but fiction, like theories about the multiverse and dimension travel and now- "I think I need to sleep soon." she said, rubbing her eyes once she was done cleaning the wound and starting to wrap the bandages around it again.

"You're good at this," he commented quietly, leaning forward so she had better access. "You got experience with stuff like this?"

"Wound care and first aid, yup. People crashing into my place from other worlds, not so much. But Emergency Relief and that kind of work tends to be a lot more chaotic." she yawned, stretching her arms and smiling in satisfaction at her work. Grabbing her pajamas, she left the room, changing in her living room, behind the door.

"What are you doing?" the vigilante asked, watching Ameena grab her pillows off the bed, along with a blanket. "You don't have to sleep in the living room. Your bed is big enough, or I could take the couch-"

"No way in hell. You're injured and I gotta get some meds for you in the morning before you even think about walking around the apartment." staring at the space Tim had made for her, she huffed, throwing the pillows back down and all but throwing herself onto the bed. "Fuck it, I haven't slept in like 30 hours, I deserve this."

"That's not good for you, you know." Tim pointed out, once the light was off and the room was shrouded in darkness. He didn't need to see anything to hear Ameena lift her head and feel her incredulous stare, cracking up with laughter a second later.

"That's a lot, coming from the guy who has whole Tumblr pages dedicated to his sleep deprivation and coffee addiction." she shot back, snuggling deeper into her blanket. After a few minutes of silence, she finally dared to ask. "What are you gonna do now?"

A troubled sigh escaped the male. "Wait, I guess."

Ameena hesitated, delicately grabbing Tim's hand and giving it a gentle squeeze, not knowing what to say or do otherwise. How do you comfort someone in his situation? "I'll wait with you, if you want," she mumbled, smiling when he squeezed back.

"Okay." was all he said, sounding half-asleep already.

"By the way, if you do anything while I'm asleep, I'll kill you."

"Fair."

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛ ∧＿∧ （｡･ω･｡)つ━☆・*。 ⊂　　ノ　　　・゜+. しーＪ　　　°。+ *´¨) “Hie thee home, little wanderer.”

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛

#tim drake #dc #batman #batfam #red robin #timothy drake #robin #comics #one shot #dc x reader #dimension travel #transmigration #tim drake x reader #batfamily #batboys #batboys x oc #tim drake x oc #oc #reader

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4-hour-naps · 5 months

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About Me

Hellooo friend! You can call me Naps ♥ I do not have the mindspace to have multiple blogs, so this is going to be whatever it is. Right now my main fixation is bsd but I am going to post other stuff too. I make silly little drawings and dumb jokes.

Content to expect

While I tend to post wholesome content, I will still from time to time post stuff that relates to heavier topics. I will add tw tags and tw at the top of my posts. If I miss anything you think should be tagged please tell me. I won't be posting anything that is sexually explicit just maybe suggestive. I will also be cussing most likely. I have or will likely mention: typical dazai suicidal behavior, depression, ptsd, pmdd

Do what you got to do to keep yourself safe. I hope this helps you make the right choice. ♡

Asks

If you like my doodles/drawings and want to request one I would love to draw it for you. I can't promise I will be quick but I love making little drawings for y'all (:

I love love love the 'bsd characters supporting you <3' series thing I have been doing, so if you have ideas for those I'd love to hear it. But also you can ask me anything.

My dms are open too! Feel free to reach out ♡

Tagging, other projects, and such under here :)

Tagging

bsdrewatch2023 assushi count: what will be tallied -> #assushi

supportive bsd content like: Kunikida reminding you to take care of yourself -> #bsd character supporting you <3

silly scribbly bsd comics like: sskk take a brief intermission -> #naps bsd comics

bsd themed digital planner pages -> #bsd planner

my doodles -> #naps doodles

everything I've drawn -> #naps draws

autobio comics -> #naps self comics

projects im working on (haven't started yet but planning on very soon) -> #naps codes

random thoughts -> #nap talking (get it like sleep talking.. very dad joke of me)

lol I also have a tag for myself with all my sskk reblogs just cause ... well you know -> #one thing about me is ima reblog sskk fanart :)

Coding Projects

I have a couple coding projects in mind that are bsd related. I just made a side github and figma account lol. I will post about them soon. I am just adding now because I will forget. (So far I am thinking of making a dashboard for assushi data lol and also I want to make a website to create your own gifs out of drawings I make, hopefully soon to come) My github: 4-hour-naps

and also

thank you for reading all this!

All of you are so talented and have such beautiful minds. I'm always amazed by other's art on here or laughing at y'alls silly posts. I am still kind of new to tumblr and tumblr culture, but this bsd side of the internet is fun. I like y'all lol. I want you to know if you reblog my drawings with tags I read that like 5 million times it makes me so happy. Thank you it means a lot that you like these scribbles.

Also I was active on tiktok with this same user. My account is still up, but I’ve deleted the app. So sorry if you were following me on there, I probs wont post again.

sending you all my love ♡*:･ﾟ✧*♡:･ﾟ✧♥

last updated: 12/11/23

#assushi #naps draws #naps doodles #nap talking #naps bsd comics #bsd planner #naps self comics #bsd characters supporting you <3 #one thing about me is ima reblog a sskk fanart (:

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killerandhealerqueen · 1 year

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🔪 📖 💀 ✨ yayyyy, am here again for the ask game because although I have asked you already I still have the desire to learn all of your thoughts about the rest of it! ♡♡♡

Shhhh, I always love answering asks and talking about Killer and Healer, feel free to send me as many asks as you want

🔪 What moment feels like they just took a knife to your heart?

Um, there are too many...but I think the one that fucking got me on the first watch was when Jiang Yuelou shot Chen Yuzhi and then had a literal fucking breakdown about it. I was already sobbing because like "JIANG YUELOU, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" but then when you realize that it was all a dream and that they fucking planned it, I'm like..."I hate y'all. Fuck y'all, made me lose my god damn mind". But also seeing how absolutely fucking distraught Jiang Yuelou was when he thought that he had actually killed Chen Yuzhi...fuck me up man. My god. Mao Zijun deserves all the awards for that

📖 Give me a fic recommendation

Well, I'm always down to rec all of my fics, which you can find over on ao3 under: 恨君不似江楼月 | Killer and Healer (I know it has the same title as the rewrite, but I promise you, it's the link to the series)

And as for a fic that's not mine....Waiting (Let Me Pet You) by @bestbuds55. I thoroughly enjoy this fic and go back to read it every now and then because it's just so good.

Or, some other good ones are Reunion and Photograph by @tytangfei. These ones are also really good

But I mainly read/re-read my own fics, so I don't have a lot of Killer and Healer fics bookmarked

💀 Do you have any secret ships? (Including friendships)

As we all know, I ship the usual ships, Jiang Yuelou/Chen Yuzhi, Zhan Junbai/Yu Tangchun as well as Sun Yongren/Song Rong, and Zhong Yiren/Chu Ran. As for Liu Li and Chu Min, I see them more as like Zhan Junbai and Yu Tangchun's kids, so to me, they're siblings, not romantic.

I still think Jiang Yuelou and Wang Meng would make...maybe not good friends, but they could be good allies. They'd get along (maybe) for Chen Yuzhi's sake. And of course, the Chaotic Police Siblings (Jiang Yuelou & Jin Dacheng). I really enjoy their friendship

✨ AU you’d like to see the characters in

*motions to literally any au I've written* I think I've got you covered, babe. But no, seriously, I think I'd like to see the Killer and Healer characters in a wuxia (I've said this many times before, give me Mao Zijun and Ian Yi in a wuxia together, please) or in a mafia au (like Kinnporsche, minus all the sex. I'm down for the blood and violence tho. I'm cool with that)

Killer and Healer Emoji Ask List | send me an emoji

#sass answers #jin edition #Killer and Healer #send me an emoji

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instantartific · 11 months

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|| ও LOVESICK: 50 Followers Writing Event!

Finally posting the event!! 50 followers technically isn't that much but this blog really only started as a means for me to ramble about my fixations and whatnot, so it's nice that y'all hung around!

The idea of the event is that y'all can send in a character and a prompt from the yandere-themed lists I've got, and I'll write something short n sweet for it! Maybe a couple hundred words, maybe more if I really like the idea. I haven't written something in a while so this feels like a great opportunity for me to get out of writer's block and y'all to have fun!

✧

|| ও RULES AND NOTICES:

Because this is a yandere themed event, there will be strong themes of worship, obsession, possessiveness, manipulation, threats of harm to others, possible threats of harm to oneself, possible themes of kidnapping, all that fun stuff. Each post made will have very explicit content warnings tailored to each one of them.

Because I am not guaranteed to write your prompt, you're free to send in as many as you like! I'll do whatever ones give me the best ideas and ignore the rest.

Because I don't have a strong enough characterization for most other characters yet, I'll be sticking to the characters in the MASTERLIST AND PROMPTS section for the most part! Unless you've given me a really good idea, it'll mostly be the guys I'm comfortable with. There's no harm in trying but I am incredibly biased.

I WILL NOT write explicit sexual themes. I don't mind allusions to them but I don't do smut. A vague thing about how someone'd treat you I can tolerate but writing it out won't happen.

Character x Reader and Character x Character, Canon or OC are both allowed! If you ask for an OC, keep it to mine, preferably. I don't know how I feel about writing other people's characters yet.

I'm a multi shipper at heart and don't mind writing pairings I don't care for! The only thing I'm not too fine with are inherently romantic things regarding Neon or Nova with anyone else listed. While, like... I do consider everyone not including those two to be in their twenties, just don't know how I feel about "old enough to be your daddy" pairings, y'know?

1010 to 1010, 1010 to OCs, OCs'n OCs, of course anybody to readers, all that jazz is fine.

All that being said, here's the MASTERLIST!

✧

|| ও MASTERLIST AND PROMPTS:

♡ A-Z Yandere Prompts w/ Dialogue Starters,

♡ lovesick/obsession writing prompts🌹💌

♡ Obsession Prompts

✧

|| ও CHARACTER LIST:

♡ Neon J

|ও NEON J: "Beautiful baby! So lovely, so breathtaking! Captivating! Alluring!"

♡ DJSS

|ও DJ SUBATOMIC SUPERNOVA: "Shouldn't you be spending more time with me?"

♡ 1010 -

- ♡ Rin

N/A

- ♡ Purl-hew

N/A

- ♡ Zimelu

N/A

- ♡ Haym

N/A

- ♡ Eloni

|ও ELONI: "Please don't leave me... I won't last long without you..."

♡ OCs -

- ♡ Anodyne Acetate

N/A

- ♡ Moya

N/A

- ♡ Tūl

N/A

- ♡ Styoca

N/A

#no straight roads #nsr #nsr headcanons #ও ~ ask game!#ও ~ writing event!#ও ~ writing

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iluvjakey · 2 years

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Hi 💕💕I just found your work and OMG💗💓💞💘💝I'M IN LOVE, and can I ask please if you don't mind 😣🥺who is in skz is brat tamer and how they do it??, feel free not to answer if you're busy or uncomfortable ☺️☺️

SKZ BEING A BRAT TAMER

warnings: mentions of sex, cursing, brat tamer behavior, dirty talk, degradation kink, cheek slapping,

a/n: OMG THANK YOU, MWHAAAAA!!! (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ) this really drove me dizzy to think, to imagine... damnnn, i couldn't contain myself to write about them all lmao hope y'all liked it!!!! rb and comments are very much appreciated. ♡

chan: he always let you complain about how he never gives you the time you wanted, accepting it with a sorry and warm hugs, but when you are lowering the neckline of your blouse a little and slightly flirting with his friends, chan can't take it anymore. he knows that you do it to drive him jealous, so the only thing he does after they leave the two of you alone is throw you on the couch, place your wrists in top of your head opening your legs with his knees to rub his hard bulge in your crotch, smiling at how your flirtatious look changes completely.“feel the mess you made on me? fix it”

minho: he was the first one that came up to my mind the moment i started writing this. i'm pretty sure he loses his patient very easily, specially if you're not keeping your words to yourself when he's talking to you, those killing eyes making you limp your legs, but actually? you don't give a fuck. after a few more interruptions, expect a sudden slap on your cheek that would definitely make you see him in the eyes, his hand fiercely grabbing your chin with a smirk showing up in his pretty lips as he raises an eyebrow at you. “you better fucking use that mouth for a good reason” he says unbuckling messily his belt with the other hand.

changbin: gets really hard when you're being like this that can't even hide the smirk rising in the corner of his lips. but be careful! binnie loves to tease as much as you do until he loses it. he would pull of your waist in a second to make you sit on his lap, locking you up with his toned arms; impossible for you to get up so you just stayed there like the good girl he wants you to be. “always craving for my attention, huh?” he says, chuckling in your neck while giving kisses on your skin and his naughty fingers try to make their way inside of your skirt.

hyunjin: i think he actually find it cute and a instant turn on. he won't say it out loud, no sir! the power that he feels when you're beyond from his limits is what makes him a sucker for it; having you on your knees after he pushed down your shoulders a little, following the way your lips open to complain about it. he caresses your head playing with a strand of hair and smiling at how lovely you look right now with your eyes glued to his crotch in front of you. “look at you, is it that hard for you to be a good girl for me?”.

jisung: he gets nervous about it, why did you start being like this with him? he thinks to himself, it seriously make him go desperate and kinda annoyed so it just won't be easy for you if that continues. while you tease him answering back to him at the tiniest thing, he can't control it anymore. he grabbed your arm pulling from it to lay you down on his thighs, back facing him and not keeping your mouth shut even when he tells you to do it. “quit it, this is my last warning” he says, playing with the hem of your shorts, giving you a hard spank on the ass.

felix: it might not seem like it, but it really pisses him off. as soon as he starts kissing you, your whines and sudden pushes in his chest reminds him of this game of you were you act like you're not longer interested in him. after a while that you kissed him back well, you closed your legs abruptly when his face was about to make its way in between them, squeezing your thighs and opening them wide, he was tired of this brat behavior. “stop being like this or imma make you regret it”.

seungmin: he can't stand you if you're playing bratty with him, he just can't control the desire to shut you up in every possible way, and doing it is not a problem for him. he would literally tell you to shut up when you're talking too much —intentional— about this new guy in your class. slightly clenching his jaw after he notices you're not taking him serious, he just decides to cover your mouth with the palm of his hand, shushing you and laying you down on his bed to straddle on you. “should i call him or fuck you instead?”.

jeongin: he already got used to your bratty mood but it certainly hurt his ego when you said to him that he wasn't even able to give you faster an orgasm . he could take it one time but when you kept saying it all splayed for him when he's busy in his laptop, he closed it harshly, approaching to you to grab the back of your neck. “stop fucking saying that” he said, fingers digging in your skin to make him see into his eyes. “or what?” you answered back with a little giggle, not knowing that he'll get you four orgasms in a row, all in just ten minutes.

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itsimaginetime · 2 years

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♡Let me take care of you too♡

DO NOT REPOST OR TRANSLATE

⚠Warnings⚠: FemDomme!Reader, Sub!Mingi / Servicetop!Mingi , hickeys , handjob , mention of previous orgasms (m receiving), implication of overstimulation (m receiving) , subdrop, Mingi is sad 😢 , lots of kissing tbh , oral (f receiving) , mentions of insecurities, Mingi is called princess and many other pet names , lots of praise (m receiving),aftercare in the form of hugs and kisses , fluffy ending. @itsimaginetime

❗EVERYTHING IN THIS IMAGINE AND ALL IMAGINES I WRITE IS CONSENTUAL AND FICTIONAL , FOR EDUCATIONAL AND ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY❗

Summary📝: Mingi having an urge to please his femdomme, but doesn't get to do it often since she likes to take care of him , and that lack of pleasing her is getting to him , making him feel as if he's using his s/o for his own gain and isn't even capable of making her feel good.

Y/n decides to give him free reign over her body (with personal boundaries ofc) to prove to him just how good he's capable of making her feel.

Notes✏:

✔Am I corrupting y'all with my femdomme fantasies? Yes yes

✔Are any of you really surprised though?-

Word count📖: 1,477~ words @itsimaginetime

My mouth attached itself greedily onto Mingi's skin, needing to mark the beautiful space like an empty canvas waiting to be painted. @itsimaginetime

Mingi panted heavily, his eyes closing gently at the feeling. His melodic moans filling my eardrums , a literal representation of an addicting song. @itsimaginetime

"Y/n~"

The way my name fell from his lips made me feral , the whiny undertone in his voice more than enough to drive anyone insane with hunger. @itsimaginetime

My hand slipped down my beloved's body , wrapping around his precum and cum covered cock , thumbing his slit teasingly as his breath caught in his throat, his eyes rolling momentarily back as the pleasure continued to consume his spent self. @itsimaginetime

I have brought him to multiple highs already, guiding him through two back to back , followed by the current upcoming third one only about 2 minutes later. @itsimaginetime

Mingi scrunched his eyes , his hand gripping my arm loosely for support as his third orgasm washed over him like a tidal wave hitting his body and sending him flying back with the force of the seven seas.

A small drizzle of cum fell on top of his lower abdomen, joining the already existing puddle of said substance, his mouth hung open , a simple high pitched sigh being the only sound that came out of it as the intensity finally started to ware off. @itsimaginetime

I removed my hand from him carefully, reaching for my already prepared wet towel to dab away the liquids shinning on his skin , followed up by the dry towel to insure his cleanliness and comfort. @itsimaginetime

Just as I was about to ask him if he'd prefer a shower or a bath , I heard him whisper my name out breathlessly, looking at me with glossy, pleading eyes. @itsimaginetime

"Yes , my love?"

Mingi's hand reached out shakily towards my cheek , placing his palm lovingly on my face.

"What about you?" @itsimaginetime

I let out a confused 'huh?' at his question.

"You didn't cum..." @itsimaginetime

"OH-"

I stayed silent for a moment before continuing; @itsimaginetime

"Oh , baby. Don't worry about me , I'm content just making-"

"Just making me feel good , I know"

I could hear a slight twinge of sadness in his still raspy voice from moaning for so long.

"What's wrong, baby?" I asked worriedly , putting my hand over his which was still situated delicately over my cheek.

"I..." @itsimaginetime

Poor thing couldn't speak , obviously in some sort of pain.

"Take your time , my love"

At my words, Mingi took a deep breath then spoke up.

"I know you're ok with just pleasuring me but..." @itsimaginetime

I nodded gently , urging him to continue

"I feel like I'm using you. I know I'm not but... I can't help it sometimes. You're always the one doing all the work and I feel like I'm taking advantage of you and I just-"

His words caught in his throat and tears pooled in his eyes as he stared at me head-on, basically begging me with his gaze.

"Oh , sweetheart." @itsimaginetime

I spoke softly , feeling guilty for unintentionally making him feel this way.

"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? To help get rid of these intrusive thoughts?"

Mingi's hand ; which was still on my cheek ; traveled delicately to cradle my neck instead , while both of my forearms rested on either side of his face to support my weight as I leaned down to kiss his lips lovingly.

"Can you...lay down and just...let me do my thing...please?" @itsimaginetime

He spoke up gently after we broke the kiss , receiving a simple nod and a smile as an answer as I layed down on my back , trusting him with my body , knowing he'll respect me and my boundaries.

His hands traced my still clothed self , gingerly playing with the fabric between his fingers. @itsimaginetime

"Baby?"

He hummed, looking at me as a sign to continue.

"You must be tired. We can wait 'till tomo-"

A surprised , strangled moan forced itself out of my throat , cutting my sentence short as Mingi silenced me with a breathtaking , slightly sloppy kiss. @itsimaginetime

"Y/n , let me take care of you...please"

I opened my mouth to protest. He looked really tired and I don't blame him after all the exertion from tonight's activities , however, once again, he pacified me with a kiss. @itsimaginetime

"The only way you'll get me to stop is if you're uncomfortable with this"

He pressed his forehead against mine before continuing.

"Otherwise, I'd prefer losing consciousness with my face buried in between your thighs over anything else"

I giggled slightly, a soft blush dusting over my cheeks.

He can be very bold when he wants something.

"Is that your way of saying you want to eat me out?"

He grinned , a "Yes, ma'am" escaping his lips.

"Go ahead then"

Mingi immediately reached for my shorts , looking at me to insure my comfort and receive my consent. @itsimaginetime

I smiled gently, nodding briefly as I pet his hair affectionately.

After receiving the absolute green light from me , Mingi pulled down my shorts in a hurried yet careful manner , pulling my panties down with them. @itsimaginetime

His eyes were trained on my dripping cunt, licking his lips in the process.

I let my fingers intertwine with his soft locks , urging him slightly foreward , closer to where I need him most. @itsimaginetime

Mingi's head dove into me , fueled by hunger and the need to prove to himself that his insecurities are ;in fact; just that , insecurities.

Lips attached to my clit , he sucked with passion.

I could feel him smiling against my skin in content. @itsimaginetime

Slurping noises and heavy breaths from the both of us filled the room's air completely, taking over our senses.

The wet sounds intensified as time went by as my voice followed suit. @itsimaginetime

High pitched squeaks invaded my symphony of moans occasionally, soft gasps being the main instruments played in this sexual in nature song. @itsimaginetime

"Mingi , baby-" I called out in a breathless fashion. @itsimaginetime

"Ah , you're so good to me , princess. Yes , just like that , keep going ah-"

He hummed against me , intensifying my pleasure tenfold.

"Ah fuck. Love , I'm close. I'm so fucking close , shit-" @itsimaginetime

Mingi's hands squeezed my thighs gently , pulling me closer towards his eager lips.

I felt that familiar knot coil up in my lower abdomen, the pressure adding up little by little until it finally snapped , rendering me a shaking mess , moaning Mingi's name non-stop , praising my princess for his immaculate work. @itsimaginetime

The talented man pecked my clit one last time before finally pulling away from my sensitivity. @itsimaginetime

"You always taste so fucking good , y'know that?"

Still dazed and drunk off the afterglow, I only hummed unconsciously out of habit in response, my hand mindlessly rubbing Mingi's scalp tenderly. @itsimaginetime

I could hear him sigh happily as he climbed up my body , laying his head on my chest and rubbing soothing circles into my hips.

"You're too good to me , precious"

"Such a good little baby , making me feel so good"

"Fuck , baby. My thighs are shaking so hard right now."

I whispered these sentences ;a small pause between each; in an almost slurred fashion , so much so that I wondered if Mingi actually heard me , but judging by his goofy little giggles , I knew he heard me loud and clear.

After a few moments of silence, Mingi lifted his head up to stare me right in the eyes, his face turning a deep shade of red as he mumbled something I couldn't possibly hear.

"Hmmm? What did you say , my love?"

"I said..." @itsimaginetime

He leaned down to capture my lips in a euphoric kiss , making my heart flutter at his show of love.

"Thank you" @itsimaginetime

Before I could speak , he proceeded to continue;

"Anddon'ttellmeIdon'thaveto,becauseIwantto

andyoucan'tstopme." @itsimaginetime

I burst out into a fit of laughter after hearing the sheer speed he spoke in , so fast that I barely caught on to what he said.

@itsimaginetime

"Ok ok" I raised my hands up in defeat;

"You're welcome" I whispered before pulling him once more for a series of pecks and kisses, growing more drowsy as the make out session went on , until I only layed there , lazy smile on my face , as Mingi continued to connect our lips happily, causing me to fall asleep soon after, last things I registered were Mingi's proclamations of love and adoration and his feathery touches.

#dom!reader #sub!ateez #sub!kpop #sub!idol #sub!mingi #mingi x y/n #mingi x reader #mingi x you

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