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briefhandsstudenttoad · 11 months

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Can you write a romantic morning sex with husband tony stark and female reader? ❤️❤️

Of courseee thank you for the request!!!

💋 Good Morning Darling

Reader wakes up next to the love of her life - Tony Stark - on a regular day and engages in some... steamy moments to start her day.(This takes place in the Malibu mansion). TW. Heavy Smut.

~ 3 minutes

Y/n woke up in a soft, white, silken sheet, shrouded by the light of sun that intruded from the glass window within her Malibu mansion. If someone told her 5 years ago that this is where she'd be, she'd laugh at the world however it only gets better. She gets to be with the love of her life.

Y/n met her husband Tony Stark at a press conference a few years back and it was clear that neither of them were enjoying themselves so they snuck out together and woke up the next morning in a different state somehow. From that moment Tony Stark lost his reputation to be a playboy as his heart became devoutly set on this magical girl.

After giving a light yawn from her sleepy state, y/n turned to face the lump of sheet beside her which was in fact her husband, facing away from her.

Wrapping one leg around his body she moved herself to plant quick, gentle kisses along his neck to wake him.

Tony awoke to a slight tickle along his jawline as y/n had planned and turned to grab her and give her a cute but big kiss on her lips.

When the kiss broke they lay opposite eachother for a few minutes, just staring into eachothers eyes with big smiles, so happy and content with one another.

"Good morning Darling" a sleepy Tony managed to chuckle.

"Good morning Handsome" Y/n replied, with a big grin playing on her lips.

Tony couldn't help at this point but to climb on top of his beautiful wife and smother her in more kisses. He started from her mouth but y/n began to notice that he moved from her lips, to jaw, to neck, to her chest.

"Baby what's up with you this morning" she smirked, knowing fully well what Tony was playing at.

"I love you so much, Darling" Tony confessed and y/n felt a slight hardness press her leg from her unclothed husband.

"Baby...oh". Distracted by Tony's face in her breasts, y/n had failed to notice Tony's hands travelling a lot further down her body than she anticipated as his fingers lightly dipped in and out of her.

"Come on baby make some noise for me" Tony asked as he proceeded his hand movements. Her moans were like a drug to him and he was just addicted to the trance that they put him in.

"Tony...more...please, love. I want you". Y/n begged.

Ensuring that his wife was ready, Tony easily slid into her well prepared body that welcomed every touch. He was quite average physically but God he knew what he was doing thanks to his qualified experience.

"OH" Y/n and Tony both groaned upon entry. Tony would never get sick of her beautiful body that squeezed him so perfectly and he just loved his wife so much. As for y/n, she was in too much of a daze this early in the morning to register the amount of ecstasy she was feeling.

Depending on the mood Tony usually opted to go fast in bed, however today was different because as he looked down on his wife, with her mouth gaping open and her head tilted back, he realised that he needed to show her how much he loved her.

He slowly thrust himself in and out of her just constantly gazing down at her, pulling out all the pleasure that he could give her. She deserved the best of course.

Y/n couldn't talk or move as she was just paralysed with the pleasure her body was in. Tony usually went fast with her but this...this was so slow and romantic. The soft kisses down her neck, the slow movements from his body and the way her body arched towards his in desperate pleasure.

"ooOOO...t..t...tonnny...I'm gonna...c.c.cum" she whined, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him forwards to kiss his lips.

Tony was trying to stay incredibly focussed on his job of going nice and slow to drag out the pleasure for his wife but when she dragged him forwards, with her arms around his neck and her soft beautiful lips on his, he suddenly could only focus on the connection of their bodies completely pressed together and he felt his orgasm coming.

"OH baby I'm gonna come to it's okay" he muttered on her lips.

From that sentence, y/n felt her orgasm release around his member and Tony cradled her face into his neck as she whined and shook around him.

The vibrations drove Tony to his own release inside of her as they intertwined themselves as close as possible to one another, body’s pressed unbelievably close to eachother as they both came together.

As their breathing shallowed, Tony remained on top of his wife who looked as she was in a blissful haze and he softly pulled out as he peppered her with soft kisses and praised her.

"I love you baby" she managed to somehow choke from her haze.

"I love you too, Darling" Tony smiled into her neck.

Thank you so much for this request I'm always open to more xx

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soulsalight · 5 months

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@petrokhelidon // Merry Christmas! 🎄 🎁

Almost two months of travel time is what it takes from Limsa to Doma if one is aetherically impaired in the way Thancred is. With his aether damaged beyond repair and him without access to the fastest means of travel via Aetheryte, the Gunbreaker is forced to plan his visits way in advance, and not for the first time does he wonder if there really is no other way, if this is how it will always be.

He hasn't seen Hien in moons at this point, and their conversations via linkpearl are few and far between these days. Not surprising, as Hien is the lord of Doma now, not only by right, but officially; a king to his people, with all that entails. So it is only natural, with Thancred's own duties added on top, that when they manage to cut out some time out of their evenings, — or very early mornings in Hien's case — it is barely an hour they can speak to eachother freely before either or both of them are pulled away, and as much as Thancred looks forward to hearing Hien's voice each time, he cannot help the hollow ache of missing him whenever the call ends and he is left alone with his thoughts.

He knows Doma's restoration to former glory is still in full swing, an entire nation slowly recovering from decades of oppression is bound to take up every second of her lord's time and while Thancred is mayhap the furthest from what people would consider a lord, his own responsibilities keep him occupied on any given day as well, for the realm just cannot seem to keep itself out of trouble.

How many days will he have with Hien this way? How many hours do they have left, truly? It doesn't matter. It's never enough.

He shakes his head at the thought. It's futile, thinking about this, thinking like this and he knows Hien would be unhappy with him circling back to his old ways, feeling like Hien deserves better than him, better than this, better than a lover who he sees maybe once in blue moon, if that...

Thancred clicks his tongue, annoyed at himself for slipping back into these darker thoughts with such ease, pulling himself back with more effort than it should likely take.

Thancred is tired, he'll simply write this mindset up as fatigue. He barely returned from Old Sharlayan, his latest mission leaving him unharmed, but weary to the bone, when he boarded another vessel to the Far East, Kugane specifically. He had been exhausted then, too and as a result slept for the first 18 hours at sea. Now, his body is recovered, but his mind struggles with itself. Journeys like this aren't good for him, being idle never is.

However, he is almost there and he tries to focus on the nervous flutter of anticipation in his core rather than the dread that sneaked up on him somewhere between Kugane and Yanxia.

Thancred adjusts the strap of his bag, he travels light, he always does, and weirdly, most of his things are already here. He didn't need to bring much. Unexpected the thought startles a small chuckle out of him. Making this treck does feel a lot like coming home, more so than returning to Sharlayan or Limsa ever did.

White clouds of air form and disperse infront of him as he walks, making his way from the docks to the entrance of the Kienkan, the cold wind biting at his face and tugging at his hair and clothes. If his time in the wilderness taught him anything, then it is picking up on shifts in the weather. It feels like it might start snowing soon...

With the end of the year fast approaching it has been rapidly getting colder in Eorzea and apparently the same applies to Othard as well. The season of Starlight has come and is nearly gone now, with the last day now marking his arrival at the Enclave and Thancred, admittedly, has spent far more time thinking about the holiday than he did ever before. It is true that Doma as a nation does not infact celebrate Starlight in the way they do back in Eorzea. The awareness is there and some even have taken up the tradition of gift giving during the season after Ishgardian merchants brought the traditions to Kugane and Yanxia as a whole some odd decade back. But generally speaking, Thancred muses that new years may be the more significant of celebrations around these parts. Still, he wanted to keep with the tradition, especially since Hien and him talked about the festive season a while ago when his lover expressed his curiosity about the originally Ishgardian holiday.

Thancred even has a gift for Hien, has had it for months at this point, though he didn't know when he'd be able to deliver it when he first aquired it. It is a very personal thing, too, something he didn't dare entrust to a courier, and asking one of the other Scions to deliver it for him — knowing that the Warrior of Light in particular would be more than willing to make a delivery on bis behalf — was out of the question, too. Right now, it is safely tucked away in his bag, neatly wrapped to ward it against anything that may have damaged it during his time at sea.

It is late.

The streets are mostly empty, but the men standing guard at the front entrance greet him respectfully and Thancred gives them a smile in return, bowing as is custom. [Good evening.] He greets them easily, surprised at how happy he is to finally be able to use his knowledge of Doma's language again.

It's an odd thing to see them bow much lower to him than he did for them. (He doubts he will ever get used to anyone here treating him with as much respect as they would Hien ever since they announced their union, as if he too, is royalty, which he most certainly is not.) He breathes a little easier when the two men finally straighten themselves up again. One of them asks whether they should 'Announce his arrival to Lord Hien' and Thancred shakes his head.

[I'd rather it be a surprise.] He tells them with a wink. In fact, he had not told Hien he'd make it home so soon at all. They talked about early spring for an extended stay of Thancred's at the Enclave, but he omitted the possibility of him making it in time for the change of one year to the next.

It's not much more than two weeks that he has carved out for them, maybe three if his sense of duty or another catastrophe of global proportions don't pull him back to Eorzea before, and that is only if Hien isn't pulled into official business either, but this is not something Thancred wants to think about as he makes his way silently through the halls towards Hien's — towards their chambers.

Despite his earlier thoughts and doubts he cannot help the smile that slowly makes his way upon his features now. His shoulders unwind the moment his body recognizes he's truly home. It's warm in here, comfortable and Thancred opens the winter coat he wore instead of his usual armor and coat. His gunblade is still strapped to his back for now but he soon takes off any heavier gear related to travelling, leaving him in a simple white shirt and dark trousers.

His shoes, weapon and bag he leaves by the door of the small entryway to their chambers, merely the gift for Hien he carefully pulls out. Right now it doesn't look like much, a rectangle wrapped in shimmery paper. Some would expect it to be a book mayhap, for it is of roughly the right size for it, mayhap a little bigger than one would expect, but the spine is too thin to be anything more than a light novel, and indeed it is not a means to make Hien more appreciative of Eorzea's literature, but something else entirely. Something, he hopes, Hien will appreciate.

Hien must have heard him coming. His lover is by now so attuned to the barely there weight of his footsteps there is not really a way for Thancred to sneak up on him anymore, unless Hien is truly distracted or Thancred utilizes the ability of entirely hiding himself via severing his aether. But as he'd rather not taint their first kiss in months with the taste of copper in his mouth sneaking up on him the old-fashioned way seems like the way to go.

However, as it turns out, Hien is indeed fully engrossed in writing a missive, an important one, too, judging from the way he is surrounded by crumbled up pieces of paper. First drafts seemingly having gone nowhere. Thancred takes in the rounded nature of his shoulders with a slight furrow making it upon his own features. He seems stressed, more so than Thancred remembers him being when they last spoke.

Slowly, he draws closer, not wanting to startle him now that he assessed his lover not properly paying attention to his entering.

[Yugiri, now is not a good time—"]

Ah.

Thancred grins, so that is the reason Hien has not even so much as turned his head towards the door when he entered. It's a fair assumption that the shinobi would be the one to disturb him now, and he supposes her way of silent movement is fairly similar to his own, familiar in the same way, too, which likely has Hien's subconscious register that there is no threat.

But, as Thancred is indeed not the shinobi in question, he doesn't stop in his approach, merely takes a few more steps so he can reach around Hien and place the neatly wrapped gift infront of him. Thancred watches as Hien turns his attention to the gift next, but before his lover can put two and two together on his own Thancred speaks, voice low if with a teasing lilt to it.

[Apologies, my lord, should I come back at a later time when it is more convenient?]

It is endearing to say the least, when Hien starts and turns to face him proper. The air of lordship disappears, his expression is now open, softened by surprise and light green eyes widened as they fix on him.

"Thancred."

He wonders if there will ever be a day when the way Hien says his name will not make him weak in the knees, breathless and with such awe and love coloring the word Thancred cannot say anything in return for a long moment.

His own expression turns to one of equally soft nature, his smile wavering as the weight of weeks upon weeks of missing him are lifted off his shoulders. [I'm home.] He tells him, struggling to keep the waver out of his voice. [Forgive me, I'm late.] He indicates the present with a small wave of his hand. [Although I think I just made it in time—]

Hien's reaction is an immediate one, he rushes to his feet and Thancred can't help the laugh it startles out of him when he pounces shortly after, taking them both off their feet and to the tatami mats on the floor. Instinct has Thancred's arms wind around Hien's shoulders, and now his smile has widened into a proper grin, all anxiety and worries fading away as he sees the brightness in Hien's eyes just before they flutter shut and their lips meet in a kiss speaking of months of longing shared between them.

"You should have told me you were coming." Hien scolds him after and Thancred chuckles as he rests their foreheads together. With their legs now tangled, Hien's weight on top of him, his scent in his nose and his taste on his lips Thancred truly feels at home, truly feels safe and at ease for the first time in months. "I wanted it to be a surprise," he says, now nuzzling into the crook of Hien's neck, sighing happily when Hien pulls them back up and pulls him into his lap, holding him close as if he never wants to let him go again.

Thancred's hands find his way into Hien's hair, undoing the ribbon holding up his ponytail. He combs his fingers through the long strands of silky black hair and nearly purrs when Hien craddles the back of his head and curls his own fingers into the short strands at the back of Thancred's head, scratching lightly, aiding his relaxed state along.

[Kami, I missed you.] Hien utters into the crook of his neck and Thancred holds him a little tighter in answer. "I missed you, too," he says quietly, a hint of guilt in the words. "Wish that I'd have been able to come sooner, but—"

Hien shakes his head. "You're here now, that is all that matters." Thancred pulls back just enough to be able to meet Hien's eyes again, finding his lover just as reluctant to ease up his hold as he is himself. He leans in for a lingering and loving kiss, brushing long strands of hair behind an ear, thumbs feeling along the line of Hien's jaw, the coarse texture of his beard, taking it all in anew.

They remain there on the floor for quite some time, just holding eachother, enjoying eachother's warmth, until Thancred at last tilts his head at his lover and throws a pointed glance at the presemt laying forgotten on the table.

"Are you not the least bit curious of the nature of that gift?" He asks and Hien's expression turns sheepish. "Ah, it's not really custom to open gifts while others are watching, but if you want me to—"

Thancred smiles mildly, and nods. "Please."

Hien untangles himself just enough to be able to reach for the present, weighing it in his hand. It's lighter than it's size would suggest, too and Thancred's smile widens when he sees a small furrow appear between Hien's brows, no doubt wondering what it could be.

Hien turns the present over and carefully tears the paper away where it is fastened at the back and then finds himself faced with the back of a picture frame, an old one from the looks of it, one of Doman design. Thancred sees the exact moment Hien's eyes clear with recognition, but he is clearly no less confused for it. "This... Where did you?"

Thancred reaches out to gently touch Hien's hand, brushing a thumb along his knuckles before covering his hand in his own. His own breathing turns a little more shallow. He is nervous, hoping he has not made a mistake here. "Turn it over."

Hien does, and Thancred hears his breath hitch. His eyes near immediately find his own again, then his gaze returns to the picture, the painting.

It portrays the former lord of Doma and his wife, both regal looking, mild smiles on their faces. The colors are slightly faded with age. The painting was done when they were both still young, judging from their attire in preparation of their wedding.

Hien says nothing for a long while, simply stares at the painting in his hands and Thancred's nerves eventually get the better of him, feeling the need to explain. "We got word some months back of a band of merchants selling illegally acquired art from the Far East. I suspect they were all taken from Doma Castle during the occupation. They are being shipped back to you as we speak, but as it is quite a substantial amount of art and ceramics it will likely take some time still for them to arrive, but... This I figured could not wait." Hien stays silent still, head bowed slightly and Thancred bites his lower lip. "I suppose it is not as much a gift as it is me returning something that was stolen from it's rightful owner. I—"

"I thought every picture of them was destroyed after Yotsuyu took over the castle." Hien rasps and Thancred suddenly realizes that his lover's silence is not one born from disappointment or anger, but gratitude. He can hear the waver in his voice. "Or during the flooding... I... It was the one regret I had. I could not consider it at the time, but after... my heart ached knowing that likely none of these had survived."

When he looks up at Thancred, Hien's eyes are wet with tears, but he is still smiling and it makes Thancred's heart ache and sing at the same time. "Thank you, Thancred, for bringing them home." Thancred mirrors that smile easily, leaning in once more to kiss his lover's trembling lips.

"Happy Starlight, Hien."

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kattsukki · 3 years

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Your Voice is Enough to Make Me Fall In Love

Dee Shvagenbagen x gn!Reader

Requested by: @orxgami-rose

Warnings: none!

Sypnosis: Your only source of communicating with your soulmate is through a pair of earphones that was given to you on your birthday.

Kat: To one of my fav moots, I'm so sorry this took so long. I hope you still liked it!

The rules your parents told you were simple when it came to the seemingly "magical" pair of earphones they've gifted you on your birthday.

"The pair will light up and produce a beeping noise whenever your soulmate has it on."

"You may not reveal major facts about you as it will only sound like static on the other line, you'll have to find eachother on your own."

As your mother said, the noise went off and you put it on. "Hello?" There it is, the second he heard your voice, a rush of anxiousness hit him. He says a quick 'hi' back before you carry on. "Can I ask your name?"

"Dee. You?" You told him your first but as soon as you said your last name, static interrupts.

"Oh, hah. Guess you can't say your last name. But anyway, It's nice to meet you!" Dee smiles, letting out a slight laugh. "You too"...

Fast forward to one year later, you've grown fond of each other. Talking almost every day, updating on everyday events, etc. But unfortunately, you both still have yet to meet.

On one of your daily calls with Dee, doing homework. Your thoughts have begun to think about questions related to you two like—

"Dee, what do you think'll happen when we see each other? Does something let you know that it's me? Like in case one of us doesn't have our earphones." You tap your pen a few times on your table, pretty curious to as what he'd answer.

"Dunno, mom and dad never told me, maybe we'd know somehow?" He isn't so sure either, but he knows that he just hopes to meet you soon.

And eventually that time came.

Face to face with each other. Eyes locked and wide. You're astonished. You've finally met him.

You don't even know how you managed to know it was him, you just somehow had a feeling that it was him.

You take your pair out of your bag and put it on, it beeping and lighting up. Pulling the microphone of it up to your mouth and say something, making sure it was really him, "Dee? It's you... right?..."

His eyes widen even more, he nods. The utter shock just hits you, you can't believe it. He's here. He's right infront of you.

Before he could let out a word, you run into his arms as he catches you. Hugging you tight, he lifts your chin to look at him directly and he goes in for a kiss.

Dee may not be into PDA much, but he could let it slide today.

Walking to his house, hand in hand.

"So how come you're here? Do you live near?" He asks. "Well, somewhat, I'm supposed to be visiting some relatives in this town." He nods, sliding his keys in the door knob.

Glam answers, "Dee, oh who's this?" He asks with his classic smile.

"They're my soulmate dad, I met them just now." You waved at him with a polite smile, "it's nice to meet you!"

"How wonderful! I'll go get your mother and heavy, they have to meet you." He leaves to go to some other room. Dee gets in and you follow, sitting beside him on the couch.

Heavy then proceeds to burst into the room, "DAD SAID YOU FOUND YOUR SOULMATE, IS IT TRUE?!?" The moment he saw you his eyes lit up, he's only ever heard of you through the wall when you and Dee talk. Letting out a small laugh of amusement, "Hi Heavy." He jumps in for a hug and you comply, in which Dee rolls his eyes at.

"Sorry about my brother, get off them idiot." "No it's alright, I like him! Anyway, where's your mom?"

Just as you mentioned her, Vicky walks in, beer can in hand. "Oi Dee, your dad said something about you finding your soulmate?"

"Mhm, they're right here."

She walks up to you to get a better look, "hmm... okay, they're cute, I like em." She pats you on the head, letting you know she approves. "Alright, I gotta go out, have fun." And with that she leaves.

Sitting for awhile more as you both scroll on your phones, "It's nice that they approve of me." He lets out an inaudible 'mhm' then suddenly pushes your head to rest on his shoulder.

"I thought you didn't like much PDA?"

"Shut up... you're an exception..."

"What was that?~" you say in a teasing manner.

"I said shut up."

"I love ya too~" you say, but not without a kiss on the cheek.

#♡kat thanks u for requesting♡#metal family #dee metal family #metal family dee #dee #dee shvagenbagen

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forever-rogue · 3 years

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Hi! If you're taking requests can I please request a fluffy piece of where Javi and his f!partner fell in love and Javi brings her home to Texas for the first time to meet his Dad. And at some point his Dad sees them being so cute and sweet with eachother and he's never seen Javi so happy before.

A/N: Enjoy some fluff and softness!

Pairing: Javi x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy

MASTERLIST

JAVIER MASTERLIST

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“You’re nervous,” Javier’s tone was filled with amusement as he walked into the bedroom to find you in front of the mirror, holding up two different outfit options. The look on your face was nothing but pure distress as you realized that one outfit was too formal and the other was almost too informal. Sighing, you turned to him with a pout on your lips as held up the outfits, “Dulzura - what’s going on?”

“I’m not nervous!”

“I’ve known you for years, I know that look on your face,” he came over and took both hangers from your hands and tossed them on the bed. Large, warm hands found your face as he pulled you in for a gentle, saccharine kiss, “calma, mi alma.”

“I’m not nervous, Javier,” you scoffed indignantly as he quirked a brow in question, "I'm fucking terrified! I'm meeting your whole family today for the first time! How am I not supposed to be nervous?"

"It'll be fine-"

"At your cousin's wedding-"

"They're going to adore you-"

"They're meeting me - your fiance - for the first time. At a huge wedding. With your entire family there,” you huffed, feeling your churn at the mere thought of it all, “it’s a little scary, Javi. And I don’t want them to think I’m trying to take away attention from anybody. I don’t want to be that person.”

“You’ve taken down Escobar and Cali,” he laughed warmly before pulling you into his arms as you buried your face into his shoulder, “and you’re nervous about a wedding?”

“Much scarier,” it was a pathetic whimper in protest.

“They already know about you,” he reminded you gently, “it’s not like this is the first they’re hearing about you.”

“I know,” pulling back, you cast a dismal glance at the outfits that were unceremoniously dumped on your bed, “I just want them to like me. It’s your family, Javi, they’ll be my family too.”

“They’re going to love you,” he insisted with an air of finality before pressing a kiss to your forehead. You couldn’t help but grin at him; the two of you had been through so much together and apart, and you knew that you really could handle anything life through you at the two of you, but this seemed...different. Insurmountable.

Gone were the days of chasing after criminals and bad guys through the streets and jungles of Colombia and in were the days of quiet, domestic bliss. You’d already started building a home in Texas with him, and taken on the simple life you’d been dreaming of for some time. Nothing was going to take that away from you and get it still terrified you.

“I love you,” you whispered as he offered you the grin you had fallen in love with so long ago. His soft brown eyes crinkled in the corners as his single dimple made its appearance, “Javi.”

“I love you,” he promised, “come on, let’s finish getting ready and get this over with. I have a few plans for you tonight.”

“Mhmm,” you rested your hands on his broad chest before lightly pushing back, causing him to jokingly pout at you. As soon as you heard the world plans, something sparked within you and you immediately knew what you wanted to wear. Turning towards the closet, you offered him a cheeky wink before pulling out a lacy red dress. His eyes instantly widened at the sight of the dress; it had always been one of his favorites on you, “what do you think? Too much?”

“It’s perfect, Dulzra,” he had to work to hold back a groan as he pictured you in it, “you’re going to knock them dead.”

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Of course, Javier had been right. His family had taken to you like fish to water. Almost as if they could sense that they might overwhelm you all at once, they came over in small droves to introduce themselves and welcome you to their family. Honestly, you didn’t even have to say much as they were happy to do all the talking and Javier was more than happy to talk - brag - about you in detail and tell them everything about you. You were practically glowing from the praise, and found it easy and effortless to find your place within it all.

But the singular most important person was Chucho - Javier’s father. You hoped he would like you, hoped he would think you were good for his son, hoped he would know how much you loved Javier.

You were sitting at the table, eating some dessert and chatting with one of Javier’s cousins, Adrianna, when you heard a throat clear from behind you. Turning around, you found Chucho offering you a small smile and extended his hand to you.

“Do you have a moment, mija?” he asked softly as you nodded. Of course you weren’t about to turn him down. Your heart thumped nervously as you nodded and stood up, taking his hand while you tried to calm your racing mind; this wasn’t anything bad, this was good and you had nothing to worry about. Still - it felt like a huge task.

“Of course,” you offered up a nervous smile as you let him lead you outside of the small reception hall and out into the gardens. You had spotted Javier talking to a few people, a beer clutched in his hand, and a megawatt grin on his face as he laughed at something. It was enough to suck the air from your lungs as you realized just how much you loved this man. Your longing little glance wasn’t lost on Chucho, who simply laughed to himself. As soon as you stepped outside, you took in a long breath of fresh air. You were glad you had come to Texas with Javier; it was beautiful here and you were happy to build a home, a family - a life here.

“You really love him, don’t you?” he asked as he sat down on one of the benches and beckoned for you to join him. A flush of warmth rose up in your chest and cheeks as you nodded and sat down next to him, “I can tell. He loves you too - won’t ever stop talking about you. And the way he looks at you...I’ve never seen him look at anyone like that before.”

“Not even-”

“Not even Lorraine,” he explained as you let a small sigh of relief as he laughed at you, “you have nothing to worry about, mija. Javier’s not going anywhere. Do you know about the first time he told me about you?”

“No,” you cringed slightly, remembering the beginning of your relationship - just your work relationship. Needless to say it was not love at first; the two of you were constantly at each other’s throats, always having to have the last word. It was a slow progression from rivals to friends to lovers; but when you started falling in love with him, it was fast and hard and there was no stopping it. You never really believed in soul mates, or someone being the one, but with Javier...you just knew. He was the one and only for you. Just like he had changed your perspective on many things, you had caused him to completely change too. You made him in the best possible version of himself, he always claimed.

“Oh mija,” he laughed as he took a sip of his beer, “he called me and he was absolutely livid, he went on and on about the new partner he had, how he couldn’t stand her, how she was too much and he was positive she wouldn’t last.”

“Yeah, that sounds about right. Javi and I didn’t like each other for a long time,” you laughed; you still remembered the look on his face the day you had met him. It was anything but love back then, “we were at it for a long time. I didn’t know if we’d ever get along but...obviously things turned out very differently. I love him, a lot. More than anything really.”

“It’s obvious,” he agreed, “I can just see it in the way the two of you look at each other. He’s different now - better, more himself. You’ve helped him more than now.”

“He’s helped me too,” you admitted softly. The two of you had been through so much both separately and together - more darkness and demons than many people have ever seen. But it was like you always managed to chase the darkness away from one another, bringing in some light and love into each other’s lives in every which way, I really don’t know what I’d do without him. I hope...I hope I have your blessing to marry your son. Nothing in the world would make me happier.”

“Of course,” he took your hand and gave it a gentle squeeze as you sniffled lightly in an attempt to hold back your tears, “our family is yours. Javier made the best choice ever with you.”

“You have no idea how much that means to me,” you grinned at him and suddenly the whole world seemed lighter. You knew that in the end you would stay with Javier, no matter what happened, but knowing you were so welcome in their family and already so loved made everything better, “I was so nervous at first...I know how much you mean to Javi, and it means a lot to me too.”

“You’re very important to us too,” he promised, “we’ve been looking forward to meeting you since the day he told us about you. Will you tell me one thing? And if Javier doesn’t know yet, I promise I won’t breathe a word to him…”

“What is it?” your heart leapt in your chest as you wondered what he could be asking you, although you had a feeling you knew.

“When is my grand baby coming? When are you due?” as soon as he asked his question your jaw dropped and you looked at him with wide eyes. You weren’t even showing yet, and didn’t think it was that obvious, “oh come on, I had a wife once, and she had Javier. I’ve been around enough pregnant women to know when someone is expecting. Plus you didn’t touch a drop of alcohol - and that’s kind of apparent at a wedding. He doesn’t know, does he?”

“I found out a few weeks ago,” you admitted sheepishly, a hand subconsciously going to your belly, “I’m almost three months along. We weren’t planning it or not planning it, and it just happened. It took me by surprise too. But I...I’m so excited. Javier is going to be a great father and I’m so excited to share all of this with him. I never thought I wanted all of this - a husband, a child, a home and a family but...I do. With Javier. Sure, things aren’t always perfect, but I wouldn’t want anyone else.”

“Kids in love,” he laughed lightly as you shrugged in agreement, “when are you going to tell him?”

“Do you think I should tell Javier now?”

“Tell Javier what?” at the sound of his familiar voice, you turned around and found Javier walking up to the two of you. You looked nervously at Chucho for what to do, but he just jerked his head in Javier’s direction and nodded, “what’s wrong, Dulzura?”

“Javi,” you stood up and reached for his hand, which he eagerly took and laced his fingers together with yours. You kissed his cheek before softly whispering, “I have something big to tell you.”

“Something big to tell me?” he asked with a raised eyebrow, “what - you’re nervous again...it’s not like we’re going to have a baby or anything!”

At his declaration, your mouth dropped and you gaped at him like a fish out of water for a few moments. Noticing your hesitation, his face went through a series of expressions, “umm...Javier? You’re going to be a father, my love. So yes, it is like we’re having a baby.”

“Seriously?” he asked in surprise as his hands went to either side of your face and he wiped away the few tears that had rolled down your cheeks, “Dulzura…”

“Surprise,” you grinned at him before he kissed you, “are you happy, Javi? Please tell me you’re happy.”

“I am perfect,” his reassurance was gentle and soft as he nuzzled his nose against yours, “this is everything I never knew I wanted. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Javier.”

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sunaswife · 4 years

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Summary: It’s been five years since you’ve seen your ex, Rin. He’s still not over you and you’re not over him. When he finds out you have children he thought he didn’t have a chance. Then he finds out they’re his? All of a sudden you’re teaching Suna how to be a single dad.

A/N: I made some new friends who are fellow writers on discord and my heart I— 🥺 cookie if you’re reading this be the ryu to my saeko

Warnings: Fluff, angst I guess, drama, and cuteness twin overload

Previously Up Next Masterlist

Chapter five

“And the champions are MSBY Black Jackals! Y/N, was that an amazing game or what?!” Your co-commentator said as he turned to you. “That was probably one of the best games I’ve seen all season. I find it crazy that I managed to see the first game Ninja Shoyo and Tobio had against eachother in middle school and Tobio’s team won by a landslide but now watching them both after all this time? Wow it’s just amazing. The Jackals deserve this win.” You said and he nodded.

When the game ended you saw your kids run up to Bokuto and Atsumu and you mentally groaned as the sound tech tried to remove the headset and the wireless mic from your pants. You then sighed in relief when Hinata hugged them both and took them away. Jamie took a picture of Hinata and your kids because he wanted to post a before and after of when they looked like little potatoes.

You didn’t have a chance to go back to your kids or even congratulate Hinata. You were swiftly taken away by Kuroo and the rest of the team for a quick meeting. Your face turned bright red when they all praised you for doing an amazing job and how intriguing you made the match sound. You knew a lot of the monster generation due to nationals and training camps and your cousin and the people loved how you talked a little more about how much their favorite players have grown since you’ve been there to see it all.

When the meeting ended you texted Jamie to meet you in the hallway near the locker rooms. Tobio wasn’t answering your texts and you wanted to see if he wanted to come over to your home so you could all eat and watch a movie to end the first day of your new job. Tobio is probably upset about his loss but he acknowledged how much stronger Hinata has gotten so he probably shouldn’t be too beaten up about it.

The hallway was empty occasionally a few workers passed by. Kuroo wanted to speak with you after but he was held back by other responsibilities and he asked to call you and you nodded with a soft smile. So now you waited alone for Tobio, Jamie and your kids to make their way.

You heard a few foot steps so you turned to see familiar faces and If seeing Atsumu today wasn’t good enough imagine seeing his twin and your ex boyfriend?

It’s too soon.

You quickly turned your head and started walked to where the locker rooms were and the footsteps moved faster. “Kageyama wait!” Suna said, his voice was deeper and he pleaded so desperately. You close your eyes and stop walking. Their footsteps slowed and you turned around. Even in heels you were facing his chest. He certainly looks ever more fit in person then in pictures you managed to see on the internet. His hair was slightly shorter but he was handsome as ever. You slowly looked up to meet his fox like eyes and it felt like forever.

“Um...hi..how’s everything?” You asked awkwardly, “Everything is fine I guess. I went pro.” He said quietly and you smiled. His eyes softened, you looked so beautiful and mature. You now wore your hair down, in beautiful curls. You’re wearing heels, high heels. You also are wearing a little more makeup then what you used to wear in highschool but you still looked breathtakingly beautiful. He saw you doing your thing up there in the commentator stand and he was beyond proud how how far you’ve come and he hopes you’re just as proud of him.

“That’s wonderful, Suna.” You said softly and his heart clenched.

No.

Call me Rintarou, Rin, babe, anything but Suna.

“Hello, Kageyama. It’s been a long time.” Osamu spoke up and you turned to him. “It has, how’s everything?” You asked him. “Finally took the culinary path, I own a restaurant called Onigiri Miya.” He said. “That’s amazing. I’m so happy for both of you but I really need to go—“

“So soon? We were looking for you everywhere.” Suna said quickly, “Tsumu told us you were here.” Osamu said and you gritted your teeth. “Son of a bitch can’t keep his mouth shut.” You huffed. Their eyes widened, since when did you have a potty mouth?

“How long have you been a commentator?” Suna asked, “This was my first pro match. I used to be a ref for highschool, middle school and elementary teams.” You said and he nodded. You heard little footsteps at a fast pace and children’s laughter.

Holy shit.

This is not good.

Oh my god.

“I told you kids to stop running!” You heard Jamie and the two men turned to see Jamie chasing after those two brats from earlier. “Jamie?” Osamu said in disbelief. “Where’s mommy? She said she’ll be here. I wanna tell her that Rubens asked me to marry him.” Akira said and your eyes widened. Your daughter looked up and she screamed. “ITS MIYA ATSUMU!” She yelled, “I get to see you again!” She said as she ran. “Akira don’t run without me!” Rini yelled. Before your daughter could come tackle Osamu you quickly made your way between the two men and you scooped them both up in one swift motion. “How many times have I told you guys to not run in the halls?” You said with your back facing the two men.

The secret was out. You’re screwed. There is nothing you can do now. “A lot.” They said deafeated in unison. “And how many times have I told you to stop bulldozing people?” You asked. “A lot.” They replied robotically.

“Then why do you both keep misbehaving? When I’ve told you many times not to.” You said and set them down.

“Sorry, mommy.”

“Mommy?” Suna asked, your twins finally turned a bit to see who that mystery man was and they gasped.

“Yeah, I’m their mom.” You cleared your throat and you turned and straighten your posture.

“The cats out of the bag.” Atsumu said as he leaned against the wall. Since when has he been there?

“Oh—ok..” he said quietly. Now he knows he doesn’t have a chance anymore. Whoever you’re with is lucky to have you as a wife and the mother of their children. But he should have known, you’re a catch. Who wouldn’t want you as their wife?

“Mommy, is he our dad.” Rini spoke and you almost choked. Atsumu actually spit his water and Jamie and Osamu almost fainted.

Wait what?!

“The what?” Suna asked. “Rini no—“ you said quickly. “He’s not? But we look the same. And you have a photo of him in your box under your—“ “That’s enough.” You cut him off. You didn’t like using that tone with him or Akira but you don’t know how Suna is going to react.

“T-they’re mine?” Suna spoke up. “No—I mean yes—I mean. It’s complicated. Why don’t you give me your phone number and we can meet up privately and talk about it.” You said quickly. This was so embarrassing, and just awkward. Especially in front of everyone.

“It’s a simple question, Y/N. It’s either a yes or a no. Which is it so I can leave or I can get on the phone with my lawyer.” His whole demeanor changed and your kids hid behind your legs. His eyes narrowed at their actions. “Lawyer for what?” You asked. “Yes or no.” He ignored your question. Jamie took a step forward but Atsumu grabbed her shoulder to stop her and she quickly smacked it away.

“Yes, you’re their father.” You said and he sighed and rubbed his face. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He immediately asked. “I tried to.” You told him. “When?” He asked. “A week before I was due.” You replied. “Which was what..? In September? I got a new number. How could you act so stupid.” He said and you gasped. “Excuse me?” You immediately got defensive. “You’re calling me stupid?” You asked. “Yeah well you could have found other ways if you really tried!” He said, “The twins didn’t change their numbers, you knew my address. There was no excuse for you to not tell me.” He said and you scoffed. “Sorry for being depressed that my first boyfriend started dating me over a stupid bet and I was traumatized from dealing with a pregnancy all on my own. Sorry for caring more about you—“

“How were you caring about me? Huh? Tell me!” He said with a raised voice. In all honesty you raised your voice first. “Rintarou, were you willing to give up everything? Volleyball, college, happiness, to raise two children? Were you willing to sleep on the cold floor in a cramped studio apartment, wishing you had enough money to buy yourself a bed. But you needed to feed your kids and buy them clothes. Tell me rin, would you have done that?” You screamed. “Would you be willing to suffer and deal with strangers and family members telling you how stupid and how much of a whore you were for having children so young. I didn’t tell you so that I save you from that. So you could do this.” You motioned. “So you could go pro and live your dream. Believe me Suna I was going to tell you eventually. When I had a feeling you were ready.” You said.

“I did this for you.” Your voice cracked.

“Mommy we’re sorry. We don’t need a dad, let’s go home.” Rini spoke up and he pulled your pants leg. “When you cry it makes me cry mommy, please stop.” Akira’s voice shook. You reached down to rub their heads.

“Well, Rin. There you have it. There you all have it.” You said and glanced at the twins and at Tobio and Hinata who were peering over the wall. You pressed under your eyes to stop the tears. “If you want to be in their life, let me know. If not then don’t waste my time and ask me stupid questions. I did what I did for a reason, not because I was being petty.” You spoke up.

So what should he do?

He just stood there in complete shock. So you took that as your answer. “Well if you excuse me, it’s late and I need to get my kids in bed. They have school tomorrow.” You said and held their hands as you passed by Suna and Osamu, you didn’t dare look at Atsumu and Hinata and Kageyama’s heart broke when they saw the single tear fall down your face.

You didn’t look back, but your kids did. And they looked at their father with so much hurt and betrayal. They’re homeschooled, you as their mother and teacher get to decide what they learn. Normal kindergartners learn how to spell their names and read. But they’re already advanced, I mean you were the top student in your class. Made sense you’d turn your children into kid geniuses. They were already fluent in English as well, and they read a lot. Not because they have to but they genuinely like it. Akira can sit for hours and Rini did too but after a few pages he starts rambling and giving a book report about all the interesting things he read.

They’ve read books and seen shows and movies of a perfect family. A son, a daughter, a mother, a father, and a dog or cat.

That’s all they wanted.

They wanted a complete family. They want to see their father reach up to the highest shelf to help you grab some plates, and they wanted him to read them books, they even wanted to know if their father liked listening to old rock bands and watching anime like you and them.

They wanted to know if there was anything similar between their father and them other than appearance. But they would never know that. They finally saw Rin turn and he looked at those two kids, it’s honestly scary how similar they look to him. He took a step towards you, but before they could tell you, you turned the corner and they decided it was best to just drop it.

They didn’t need a dad anyways, right?

They’re doing just fine with a single mom.

They’re just feeling selfish, right?

But they don’t understand, they’re only five.

A/N: childhood trauma at its finest smh I’m in tears why tf do u still read this shit 😫😭

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mirukostallbabygirl · 3 years

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Finally seeing each other after the pandemic ends Hcs (Gn!Reader)

So basically I got really fucking sad

So here’s this

Contents: (quirkless au) fluff, semi-angst buildup but happy end, blood? (but it’s a nose bleed), daddy kink (bakugo)

Characters: Hawks, Denki, Sero, Miruko, Bakugo

Takami Keigo (Hawks)

He was nervous waiting at the airport

The two of you started dating on campus, but you had to go back home when cases started ramping up

He just stayed in the dorms because he had nowhere else to go, and there were a few other students that did the same

But your parent(s) demanded that you come home to stay safe

You think it was just an excuse to get you to be their “little kid” again

So you hadn’t seen eachother since it started, and it was getting to the both of you

He sat near the top of the many escalators, keeping an eye out for you while trying to scroll through his phone as a distraction

It wasn’t working

He missed you so much

FaceTiming and texting were nice, but they didn’t replace the time he had with you while you were there with him

You’d walk to classes and go get coffee, getting the cheapest stuff that they had so that you could afford dinner on the days where there were food trucks down the street

The time he spent with you was electrifying, and a year away from it was incredibly hard

There were even times where he thought that you would want to stop

It was like doing long distance, and he knew how a lot of relationships didn’t make it through that

But whenever he started freaking out, it seemed like you knew, and texted him about some silly thing your family dog did, or fuming about your parent(s)

But what if you decided it really was too much? What if you wanted to stay back? What if you got another flight to avoid him? What if...

... he was overthinking

You had texted him a picture of your plane ticket with a bunch of kissy face emojis and “I’m so excited”

His mind wouldn’t stop though

He glanced up at the escalators for the seemingly hundredth time

He took in the sight of people flooding in and turned back

Wait— people flooding in— that means you

His head whipped back faster than he thought possible

And there you were, pulling your earbuds out of your ears and scanning the room for messy blond hair

You two made eye contact for a second before bolting towards eachother, skidding across the white tile floor to get there

You met it an explosive hug, your arms wrapped around his shoulders and his around your waist, pulling your legs up around his hips

You could feel a wet spot forming on your shoulder where he had nuzzled in, and you were sure you were crying as well

You missed him so much

You pulled slightly away after a moment to look at him, take in his features after only ever seeing them through a screen for so long

His voice was wobbly as he choked out “hey, baby bird,”

You smiled, tears were streaming down your face in buckets by now, and managed out a small “hey”

You grabbed his face and smashed his lips against your own

It was ugly, and not the best kiss, but you were there together after so long and that’s what mattered most

Denki Kaminari

He checked the address on his phone nervously as he waited at the bus stop

You were going to meet him at a Ramen restaurant that you had found online

He was nervous as he boarded the train-- you two had dated for a while before the world ended, and you had a flow to the relationship

But it had been so long, would it be like your first date all over again? would it be the same? He didn’t know and he was nervous to find out

He didn’t know that you were gnawing at your lip as you walked down the street to get to the restaurant

A feeling beyond butterflies stirred in your stomach, nerves and adrenaline, and the need to see him

you were so excited you felt like you would die, but at the same time questions lingered in the back of your mind

you had stayed in contact, and he responded quickly to your messages, and you had scheduled a date literally minutes after the cases being low enough to return to normal was aired on TV

But that never stopped the nerves of meeting someone you care so deeply about after so long

You felt your phone buzz in your hand, his name lighting up your phone screen and sending electricity down your spine

it read I'm almost there :)

you were almost there, too

it was just around the corner, and you had run past it on your jog this morning after the weird feeling of needing to know it existed nagged you, even though you had seen it a million times while walking down the street

You turned the corner just as he did and...

Promptly smashed your noses together

he wailed and you groaned, each of you lifting a hand up to grip your respective noses

But your ears perked up when you heard his voice

you opened your eyes wide to see he’d done the same, looking back at you with disbelief

he let out a small “y/n?”

your hand dropped down (after you were pretty sure it wasn’t hurt, but it felt like it needed ice) to get a better look at him

his eyebrows were high, eyes wide, and mouth agape as he took you in

you gingerly moved towards him, making sure to lean your head and angle your face away as you moved forwards

and then gently wrapped your arms around him, features soft as you put your head on his shoulder

soon his arms wrapped around you, and you both sighed, chuckling that this was your first meeting after being away for so long

you pulled away and gestured toward his nose “You okay?” a small trickle of blood dripped down and he lifted a hand up to his nose

“I swear this nose bleed is seasonal, it’s not your fault,” he laughed out as he leaned forward to not get blood on his clothes, “it is a bit of a problem, though.”

you nodded and grabbed his hand, crossing the street to a CVS pharmacy

you hurried though aisles before finally making it to the bathroom, thanking whatever power there be that it wasn’t locked

He grabbed a handful of paper towels as you went to go buy a box of tissues that wouldn’t be so abrasive on his nose

when your returned, he was nearing the end of it, and the tissues absorbed the last of it

he looked at you and blushed, “Ah I’m sorry, our first date back and I got a nose bleed and we ended up at a CVS.”

You just shook your head and pressed your lips against his, it was short but filled with the like (dare you say love) that you had pent up over your time apart

When you pulled away you teased “You might wanna wash your face there, bud. That kiss was a little iron-y”

Hanta Sero

It was almost cruel how you ended up alone in the pandemic

he had just moved into your apartment, and had to go away on a business trip to Spain

You two had joked around about it-- him being able to take a trip to suck a romantic place, without you

he was supposed to be gone 2 weeks

at the end of week 1, the world went into a total shutdown

he was stuck in Spain, and you were stuck at home, alone

You kept in contact obviously, it had been years that you had been dating, but it was the most strain you two had ever been under

He felt bad keeping a secret from you but he felt like he had to-- besides, it would be great for you in the end

so he lied and said that he couldn’t call that night because he had a meeting, avoiding the subject the you said you could call earlier or later

What’s the fun in telling you that he couldn’t call was because he had gotten a plane ticket back home?

So he was sitting nervously in a plane seat, hoping you wouldn’t be upset

Meanwhile, you were moping, convinced you had finally bored him, he was going to start pushing you away

so you microwaved a TV dinner and flipped on the cooking channel, acknowledging how sad it was that you were eating mushy food that was still cold in the middle while watching top chefs create fabulous dishes

An array of shows came on, all of them reruns from before when they could actually be on set

A show came on that you found particularly infuriating, and you sighed as you watched an inexperienced chef nearly burn down the kitchen by putting water on a grease fire

You didn't know why you enjoyed the show so much given how much the contestants bothered you, but you watched it nonetheless

A particularly idiotic chef burned his fish to the point of no return and you were screaming out insults

“Dude, how old are you,” you accused, “you should at least know how to do this.”

“Hmm, I’d say around 38.” you heard a voice speak from behind you

your head whipped around so fast you were scare you would get whiplash

“W-why are you here?” you asked, too stunned to believe your eyes

“Wow, you sound so excited” he let out a chuckle, nervous now at your response

“what? oh-- no no no...” you rambled out, scrambling up to crawl over the back of the couch

he relaxed once you wrapped your arms firmly around his waist, your knees digging into the cack of the couch and ass sticking out in the air as you gripped him to make sure he was real

He grabbed onto your wrists to place them on his shoulders, then grabbed your hips to pull you off the couch to wrap around his waist

you hadn’t noticed you were crying until you got choked up when trying to say “I missed you”

“I missed you too” he managed, voce cracking in emotion, as well

you slid the palms he placed on his shoulders around his neck, pulling him closer to press your lips against his

You started gentle, but the need and excitement sped the two of you up

slow lips turned into clashing teeth, and gentle hands on your waist turned into groping

he pulled away for a second to sigh out “I’m so glad you aren’t mad”

And all you did in response was pull him closer

Rumi Usagiyama (Miruko)

Rumi was a big deal

She’s famous for a lot of reasons-- but one of the many was how many generous donations she had made towards finding a cure for Covid-19

You two had been dating for a while, so much so that you had talked about moving in together

the only reason you didn’t was because she didn’t want to thrust you into the spotlight

But when you couldn’t even see each other, you so wished that you would’ve fought her on that a bit more, gotten her to let you, convinced her that you were ready

but you hadn’t seen her in so long, and she was so busy, and even after the vaccine was administered to all of the population, you hadn’t set up a plan to meet

so you sat in a bar, glaring down at your second rum and coke of the evening-- you felt like shit

Bars had stopped running during the pandemic, and the screens that used to play sports obnoxiously loud now play the news, the fucking news

You were seriously concerned about the world

But that was the only distraction you had, so you watched the headlines fly by, a fire was extinguished off of the highway, mountain climbing was the new “hottest pace to be this year”, and some TV show host made an apology for an inappropriate joke

then you saw the face of your... girlfriend? could you call it that? you still talked but she didn’t seem like she wanted to see you

but you saw Rumi in the street outside of a bar downtown

Wait... you were in a bar... downtown... and Rumi was passing by the window to your left

You shot up, mind not fully working as you sprinted out the door

“RUMI?!” You screamed a little too loud

She perked up at your voice, turning around and cringing as she saw the fleet of cameras coming to harass her getting nearer

So she grabbed your arm and dragged you further down the street, deeper down until she made it to the destination she had been going to

You hadn’t realized that the bar you were at was so close to her office (ok, you did know that, but you didn’t want to admit that you had hoped this would happen)

She continued pulling you up the stairs, and your drunken giggles echoed through the empty staircase

Finally making it past her door, she pushed you against the wall and kissed you— hard

There was no preparation, she just pushed your mouth open, forcing her toungue out to lick at your bootom lip, moving in slightly before pulling out, moving in a cycle of this

Her hands gripped at the sides of your face keeping you close to her

You submit to her, only breaking away when she wouldn’t let you breathe for too long

She pulled away finally, a faintly noticeable blush on her face as she stepped away

Leaving you drunk in many ways— not just on alcohol

You were dazed from such sudden passion after going so long without it

You decided you would fight for more of that from now on

“Uhm.. well, I missed you” she mumbled out, feeling stupid now for assuming you shared her desire earlier

You moved over to sit in one of the chairs in front of her desk “you don’t even know how much I missed you” you stuttered out

Her shoulders relaxed and the fake grin she had on turned into a real one

“That was too long without you” she continued “I thought I was going to lose my mind, and I’m sorry I didn’t arrange to meet up sooner I’ve just been so busy but now I promise I’ll make time for you but it’s been really hard going bac—“

You cut off her rambling by pressing a quick kiss to her lips

“You know how you can make it better?” Your words were still slurred from earlier and they were quiet, but you knew she could hear you

She mumbled out a meek “what” before you were whispering in her ear

“Let me move in with you”

“I would love that”

Katsuki Bakugo

(Lol ok so ik this isn’t about his parents— but this was too funny to not use it, so here’s bakugo truly taking after his mother)

he had been making you call him daddy ever since you did it as a joke on FaceTime

At the start, he just said that you should do it for fun

But he grew more confident as time went on, and he had started making you beg “daddy” for things

And you didn’t hate it

But what you knew would be bad is if either of you let it slip in front of your parent(s) who insisted on tagging along with you to the station

You had decided to meet at the train station that was about 30 minutes from where both of you sheltered for the lockdown— he was taking the bus down from the north and you were driving with your parents up from the south

You got there and immidiately started scanning for your impulsive boyfriend

You had a plan to get to him before your parents could

So that you could reinforce what you had stressed over text many times— don’t. Say. Daddy.

Then you saw spiky blond hair sticking out of the crowd and started running

Hoping your parents would see it as you excuse let running towards him rather than out of the need to get to him in time

He turned to you as the crowd parted to let you jog towards him

He smiled and pulled you close, pressing your lips together when you got close enough

But he frowned when you seemed preoccupied and pulled away quickly

“Okay, I love you, but I’m serious about the daddy thing” you whispered daddy, you weren’t usually ashamed of it but it felt weird with all of the people that could overhear

“What are you shy” he cocked an eyebrow, moving to pull you close again

But you insisted “seriously, they’ll whoop my ass if they hear it— a they think I’m still a little kid”

“Oh no. Only I’m allowed to hit that pretty little ass of y-“

You shoved your hand over his mouth hissing out his name, giving him one last death glare before your parents catched up

“Hello there” he greeted them politely

You were incredibly relieved that he seemed perfectly normal and that his usual temper wasn’t coming through

Your parents had met bakugo before, but this was a whole new level of stressful as both your first time seeing him after so long, as well as the first time since your new dynamic came into play

But the exchange went well, and your parents were waiting on the platform as the two of you boarded and the t turned away

He waited until you were settled in the train to tap you on the ass, and slide his hand in your back pocket, muttering how much you were blushing into your ear

#🖌.headcannons #hawks x reader #takami keigo x reader #denki x reader #denki kaminari x reader #sero x reader #sero hanta x reader #miruko x reader #rumi usagiyama x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #fluff #tw: daddy kink #tw: blood #I meant to post this two days ago whoops

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brelione · 4 years

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Three Rules (JJ Maybank X Reader)

Warnings:Smut,Angst,JJ low key getting his heart broken,ends in fluff because sad JJ makes me sad.Not really edited because im lazy :)

JJ sat on a rock far away from the large group of people as they danced to loud,shitty music.He had been hoping that you would show up.It had been a month since he had seen you last.It had been a month since he had ruined everything you two had.Or, in better words,what he thought you had.He knew how much you loved boneyard parties because you loved people watching.You had always sat on this rock to sort everyone into groups in your head.He hadnt noticed that until you had gone to at least eight parties.You’d always disappear but he figured you were talking to someone in the ocean of people or had just gone back to the house.He had come over to you with his red solo cup in his hand to ask what you were doing.That’s when he learned about your hobby.You had pointed people out to him and asked him who in the crowd he would want to switch lives with for the day.He had just pointed to a random guy to satisfy you.That had been the night that your little ‘relationship’ had started.That had been almost a year ago.He watched as you walked down the sandy hill.Your hair was half up half down,you were wearing tight white jeans and a mustard yellow crop top.You looked so effortlessly beautiful in a way he could never understand.

Kie had quickly separated herself from the crowd as she ran towards you to hug you tight.You hugged back,laughing as you exclaimed that she was crushing you.Pope didnt take long to join in,next in line to hug you.JJ bit down on his bottom lip,wishing he could hug you.You wouldnt be happy to see him and he knew that but its not like you could scream at him in front of the others. “God,(Y/N)!Where have you been for like the last month?Ive tried calling you but you didnt answer.”Kiara frowned.You shrugged. “Ive been really busy and then my phone decided to crash and I dont have the money to fix it.”you answered.Pope frowned,JJ walking up behind him.You sent him a quick glare,covering it up with a grin as you continued to speak to Kiara. “Hey,(Y/N).Can I talk to you real quick?”JJ asked,holding his breath unknowingly.Your eyes darkened and he didnt miss the way your fists clenched. “Sure.I’ll be right back.”You told Kie,walking past Pope and giving him a quick fist bump.You didnt get hostile until you were away from your other friends.You and JJ walked out of sight closer to the large mount of rocks and washed up lobster traps. “What do you want,JJ?”You asked,glaring up at the blond.He gulped,looking down at his feet.

“How do I fix this?”He asked.You rolled your eyes,laughing quietly to yourself. “You cant,JJ.You messed up our deal and then you fucked up my feelings and lied to me and you cant change any of it.”You sighed,looking up at him.He shook his head,biting his tongue. “I never lied to you!I’ve lied so much but I have never ever lied to you.”He almost shouted.You shook your head. “You’re lying right now.I dont get you,JJ.You broke every single rule and now you’re mad at me for it.Its been a month,why cant you just move on?”You asked.He shook his head. “You know why.”He answered.You went to walk away but he grabbed your hand,making you turn around.It brought you back to a month ago when he had broken the final rule.There had only been three.Why was it so difficult for him to not do three things?Ten months back you two started a whole friends with benefits kind of thing.JJ had mentioned how he had been looking for a nightly fuck and it kind of just happened.You two had both agreed it would be a lot safer to not hook up with random people and let them find out where John.B lived so you ended up just become eachothers nightly hookup.

You had made a set of rules.Just the three.Rule One:No Marks That Anyone Else Could See.He had broken that rule only two months in when he left six dark hickies along your neck and even more across your chest.You had woken up the next morning and looked in the mirror to see the dark purple marks that covered your body. “What the fuck,J?No noticable marks,remember?”You huffed.He turned to look at you,a grin on his face. “Well that sucks for you,princess.”He smiled up at you.You rolled your eyes,straddling him.He looked up at you with a sleepy yet confused expression.You smirked before leaning down and sucking hickeys up and down his chest.He didnt fight it,instead telling you that you missed a spot.You found it funny that the others hadnt managed to connect the dots.

The Second Rule was Not To Go To Eachothers Houses.This shouldve been common sense because of how loud JJ was and how small your house was.His house was too chaotic and dangerous as well.He had broken that rule five months in when he had climbed in your window in the middle of the night and shook you awake gently.You had been startled,obviously and ended up grabbing him by the neck and rolling on top of him. “Geez,(Y/N),didnt take you for the kinky type.”He grinned.You face palmed,laying back down on your bed. “What the fuck,JJ?Its like three in the morning.”You whisper shouted.He smirked,leaning down over you. “Yeah,but im horny and you werent around.”He spoke,his knees on either side of your hips.You sat up under him. “You’re not supposed to come to my house,JJ.”You reminded him.He frowned. “I know but im horny and I need help.”He reached for your hand and placed it over where he wanted it most.You sighed,leaning forward so your forehead was against his. “JJ,my parents are literally across the hall.”You told him.He nodded,leaning down to kiss you. “So just be quiet.”He instructed you.You bit your lip,nodding.He started off gentle,leaving feather like kisses on your lips and neck.He often got rough with you,not afraid of pinning your hands over your head or trying different positions.But this time he was surprisingly gentle.

He unbuttoned the oversized shirt you wore to bed,kissing your collarbones and sucking on your nipples.You let a moan slip out,causing him to hold his hand over your mouth.He licked a stripe up your neck,leaning down to whisper in your ear. “Bite my hand if you want me to stop,understand?”He asked.You nodded.He left hickeys along your stomach before tugging down your boy short underwear.He grinned at the small wet spot in them before tossing them onto the floor.He licked a stripe between your folds after kissing your inner thighs gently.You let out a small moan that was muffled by his hand.He put a finger in you,pumping slowly and only being fueled by the noises coming out of you.He put in another finger,pumping the two fingers into you at a hellish pace.Your eyebrows furrowed,eyes clenching shut as the bubble in your stomach grew before releasing itself all over him.He grinned,slurping it all up. “You want more,princess?”He asked.You nodded weakly,making him grin.He pulled down his shorts to reveal that he wasnt even wearing underwear.

He slowly slid into you,jaw dropping as he did so.You quickly reached your hand up to cover his mouth.He lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of your neck as he began to pound into you.He went hard and fast,making you reach your high again.He bit your neck lightly and let out a small moan that was muffled by your skin.Your hands went to his back and under the shirt that he was still wearing,your fingernails digging into his skin.He eventually collapsed on top of you,a panting and sweating mess.He pulled out of you,grabbing a tissue and cleaning you off.You pulled him close to you,pulling him down on the bed to hug him for a few moments.You always loved hugs for a reason he couldnt really understand.

The Third Rule was to not catch feelings.He had broken that the first day that the ‘relationship’ began but he hadnt admitted to it until a month ago.You two had just finished,laying next to eachother on the guest bed.He had pulled on his boxers,watching as you got dressed and pulled your hair up into a ponytail.You caught him staring,turning to look at him and raising your eyebrows in confusion. “What?”You asked.He shrugged,pulling the sheet over himself while still staring at you.You fixed your chain,still staring at him.You sighed,walking over to him and sitting down on the bed. “Somethings up with you.”You observed.He shook his head,avoiding your gaze.You rolled your eyes,sitting on top of him so he was forced to look at you. “What’s up,J?”You asked.He sighed,looking up at you with a certain look in his eye.It wasnt lust or anger...it was something that you had never seen before. “How do you even know something is up?”He asked.You shrugged.

“You’ve been fucking me different lately.”You answered,combing his hair with your fingers.He furrowed his eyebrows. “Is that bad?”He asked.You shook your head,grinning. “No,just different.Now stop changing the subject.”You insisted,hoping he’d finally tell you what was on his mind.He let out a small breath as if he was nervous. “Could you maybe...not stare at me.”He mumbled.You frowned,getting off of him and sitting across from him on the mattress. “What is it?”You asked.His heart was beating quickly,blinking hard.His mouth opened as he struggled to form words. “I just...I dont know if i should be doing this anymore.”He answered,not looking at you.You pouted. “Doing what?”You asked.He sighed,looking up at you. “Us,I mean.I’ve broken all the rules and i just dont think I can handle it anymore.”He answered,waiting for you to answer.You stared down at your lap,trying to make sense of what he had just said to you.You shook your head,realizing what he was saying. “JJ-you havent broken all the rules.Not all of them,right?”You asked,hands shaking.He bit his lip,glancing at you before looking away.

“How am I not supposed to have feelings for you when you fuck me like this?How can you expect me not to fall for you when you moan so loud and talk dirty to me and-god,I didnt mean too.”he sighed,holding his head in his hands.You shook your head,not believing it. “Bullshit,JJ.What’s actually going on?”You asked,hoping this was a sick joke.JJ knew how scared you were of love and how repulsed you were by the idea of someone loving you in such a way.He knew that yet he still decided to fuck with your feelings and joke like this.He looked directly at you. “Im in love with you, (Y/N).”He admitted.This wasnt going how he had always hoped it would.Kiara had made the group watch plenty of cheesy romance movies where the guy confessed his undying love for the quirky girl and she loved him too and they’d kiss and live happily ever after.He knew that wasnt going to happen but he had still hoped that maybe just maybe you’d smile and tell him you liked him as well or at least let im down gently.But no,you were staring at him completely horrified.

“What the fuck,JJ?”You asked,angry.He just stared at you,nails digging into his palms. “I-I dont know what you want me to do about it.”He whispered,dumb founded.You bit your lip,looking at him as your eyebrows casted shadows over your irises. “Just stop.”You answered before standing up and walking out the door.He didnt try to stop you,instead just staring at the door after you left.He had tried texting and calling when you hadnt come around to the Chateau in a week.Kiara had tried but you didnt answer her either.John.B and the others had even drove to your house in the van but your mother had answered the door and told them that you were out.He had missed you so much.He had even tried going to your house in the middle of the night and knocking on your window.You hadnt opened the window or even woken up.He had seen you at the beach once on an early morning.He had immediately run up to you. “God,I thought you were dead.Where have you been?”He asked.You rolled your eyes. “Im so sorry if I dont wanna be around your lying manipulative ass.”You grumbled,attempting to walk away when he grabbed your hand.

JJ looked down at you,hand still holding yours. “Please,just give me a chance.Just let me love you.”He whispered.You pulled your hand from his grip,swallowing. “You dont love me.I dont know what youre feeling but I want nothing to do with it.”You spoke bitterly.He shook his head. “At least just be my friend again.Please,I need you in my life.Dont even do it for me,do it for the others.We’re all falling apart without you around.Kie is just depressed all the time and Pope has been trying to tell me about science shit and we need you back.Please,please,ill leave you alone if thats what you want but I just need you around again.”He begged.You nodded slowly. “Okay.But if you ever bring this whole thing up it’s all over,alright?”You asked.He nodded,eyes becoming glassy.It hurt to see but you werent sure what to do.You felt bad,of course,but there was nothing you could do about this.

You got a weird little shaking feeling in your stomach when he was near you but you didnt know what that meant.It couldnt mean that you liked him because he just wasnt the type of person that you should like. “Dont start crying right now.Dont you dare do it-I will drown you.”You threatened him.He sniffled,glancing away from you.You grinned. “You just started a war.”You grinned,dragging him to the water.He tried to fight you,a few tears slipping out.You splashed him,making him laugh before rubbing at his eyes.He splashed you back with only half of his effort,making you roll your eyes.You cupped your hands,throwing water at him.He scoffed,tackling you into the cold water.You laughed,flipping him over and splashing water into his hair.He sat up under you,laughing.His laughter stopped as he noticed the position he was currently in. “What?”You asked.He glanced down and then back up at you.

You rolled your eyes. “You’re such a pussy.”You sighed,climbing off of him and sitting in the water.He sighed,looking up at you. “We should go back so you can catch up with Kie and Pope.”He suggested,hoping you’d stay for a little longer anyways.You shook your head. “I think we should catch up.”You told him.He nodded,sitting up straight next to you as the waves smacked onto your thighs.You were both silent,the only noise being the constant smacking of the waves and distant music. “So….what do you want to talk about?”He asked.You sighed,leaning back on your elbows. “Id ask how youve been but uh….I think I already know.So….hows your dad been?”You asked,holding your breath.He shrugged. “You know,he’s just him.I’ve been staying at John.B’s.How...how has your mom been?”He asked.You sighed,brushing your hair away from your face.

“Well,her and dad still argue and shit.They broke the window last week so that sucks but its fine.What have you been doing?”You asked.He wanted to be honest with you but he was embarrassed.He had smoked three times the amount of weed he usually did,went days without showering and had pulled a good 12 all nighters in one month.But he couldnt lie to you.Not when he had hurt you once. “Well,you know,the usual.Lots of weed,lots of beer,lost of surfing.”He answered.You nodded,laying down in the sand and closing your eyes. “That sounds nice.I’ve just been painting and swimming and thats pretty much it.Ive missed you guys,not gonna lie.”You admitted.He frowned,wanting nothing more than to wrap his arm around your waist and rest his head on your shoulder. “Then why wouldnt you come around?You werent that mad,were you?”He asked.You sighed,opening your eyes to look at him.

“I dont think im as mad as I am scared.”You answered.He bit his lip,nodding. “I just...I dont get why you’re scared.I just dont get what about love is so scary.”He hoped you wouldnt get up and walk away.You stared up at the dark sky,letting out a loud,dramatic breath. “I just dont like the idea of it,okay?You know I hate it and that I want nothing to do with it.You know that.”You answered,your voice dripping venom.It sounded just like it had that time you scolded him for stealing from an independent business.You had been so pissed off.He nodded. “No,no,I know.I just want to know why you hate it so much.”He tried to form his questions into words.You grumbled something under your breath,sitting up. “Because if I fall in love I dont want to be the only one falling!The universe does this thing where it makes you fall for someone thats way too perfect and then of course they dont fall for you and you’re just stuck!”You exclaimed.JJ chuckled,looking away from you.

You had just explained his exact situation without meaning too. “Tell me about it.”He sighed.Your eyebrows furrowed,jaw dropping a bit when you realized what you had just said. “JJ-shit.Fuck,dude.”You whispered.He grinned sadly at you,his eyes having that same expression they had had that day he had first confessed to you. “Yeah,I get why you dont want this.It really sucks.”He laughed half heartedly.You sighed,looking up at him. “What does it feel like?”You asked him.He gulped,trying to ignore how close you were.Your body was practically pressed up against him.He was tempted to reach out and twirl your chain between his fingers. “Um...well its like just kind of wanting.Just like wanting things like when you see someone you just want to hug them and appreciate them and you just want them to be happy even if they arent with you.And-and you get this feeling in your stomach like when you drink so much and get all giggly.”He answered.He felt you inch closer,one of your arms wrapping around his torso as you rested your head under his chin.

He didnt really understand what you were doing but he wanted you to be comfortable around him.He tried his best not to act strange,wrapping an arm around your waist in a half hug. “JJ.”You mumbled. “Yeah?”He asked. “I think...I dont know.I think I might be in love with you.”You sighed,waiting for him to say something.His mind went completely blank,trying to think of what to say to you. “Umm...okay.Okay.So...so...what do we do now?”He asked.You shrugged,kissing his cheek lightly. “I have no idea.”You answered.He kissed your forehead,looking down at you.He leaned down slowly,giving you the time to pull away.You didnt,kissing him gently.It was different from the kisses you had shared before.This one was innocent and gentle,ending with a hug. “We should go back to the others now.”You spoke quietly.He nodded,helping you up and holding your hand for as long as he could.

#jj maybank #jj maybankxreader #jj maybank imagine #jj x you #jj maybank oneshot #jj x y/n #rafe cameron #kiara carrera #pope heyward #sarah cameron #john b #rudy pankow #jj obx #obx #jj outer banks

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ja3hyuk · 4 years

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best you’ve ever had

[ Reader X Asahi/Yedam]

[nsfw! slight rope play/aggression, foul language & sex]

[7:35 pm] location: the finest restaurant in seoul.

you and asahi had been seeing eachother for a while, you met him through a mutual friend, yedam, hes like a brother to asahi.

Asahi decided that dinner would be a good celebration of 3 months today, how sweet. you are close to being finished with dinner and asahi is gazing at you. “what? is there something on my face??” you laugh. He replies “haha no, i’m just admiring what’s mine. i’m so happy to have you.” he scoots closer to you and puts his hand on your upper thigh, fuck. you gasp and move away slightly, already turned on by his presence. He lets out a groan and then a giggle, “lets get out of here.”

You both stand up to leave.as you are heading back to the car, Asahi smacks your ass slightly. you glare at him and he laughs and grins at you. “alllll mine. hell yeah.” he says as he’s walking you to the passenger side door. You get into his BMW and he gets in as well.

-the drive home-

“sahi slow the fuck down, it’s 60, you’re going 95” you say. Asahi replies “i need to get you home... and naked.” You shutter in excitement. Asahi is THE best you’ve ever had, so tonight’s gonna be good.

You pull up to the drive way abruptly. Before the car is even in park, Asahi unbuckles his seat belt in a frantic motion, swinging the car door opened and coming to your side. You unbuckle your seatbelt to make things quicker, He practically drags you out of the car, “baby calm down.” you mutter in fear. “fuck i’m sorry. you alright?” he says. “yes, let’s get inside. NOW.” you say in realization of what is about to happen.

He pulls you behind him by the hand in the front door and you slam it behind you, he spins around and slams you against it. He places hot kisses all over your lips which are now red, wet, and bruised. You are finding it hard to breathe due to the aggressiveness of Asahi, which honestly... makes things even hotter.

You reach for his belt, meanwhile still pushed against the front door, he lets out a soft moan. “baby...” he groans. “are you ready?”

“i always am, f-for you.” you say breathing heavier by the second.

He picks you up, still making out with you, and takes your upstairs to his bedroom. He pushes the door open and throws you on his bed lined with black sheets. The familiar bed you lost your virginity on. But not by asahi. By yedam.

-yedam-

rewind: 2 years

You and yedam met though having the same math class together, Having similar last names ended us up sitting next to eachother. The first day you saw him, you were in shock that a boy THAT attractive was in your class school in general.

You go to take your seat next to him, as the teacher begins to teach, you get a nudge on your elbow. it’s yedam trying to get your attention to hand you a folded piece of paper. it’s a note.

you open it and the note says “ hi beautiful, my names yedam :)” you scoff. Trying to act cool, you write back, “beautiful? that’s an overstatement. i’m Y/N” he opens it and laughs. “you, me. after school.” he writes, as he hands you the note, the bell sounds.

fast forward: 1 month in time.

You and Yedam began dating last week, you were known as one of the cutest couples in your whole school. wow.

one night you are hanging out with yedam and some of his friends, Hyunsuk, Jaehyuk, Yoshi, and Asahi.

Asahi and yedam were roommates at the time, you were all at their place. Pretty much everyone was tipsy. You and yedam were cuddled up on the couch. Jaehyuk and Yoshi were having THE most intense uno match, Hyunsuk was sat on the counter eating ice cream out of the carton. And asahi wasn’t a drinker. he was also responsible of driving the boys back to their houses so he wanted to be safe. The time goes by like crazy, you check the clock, it’s 2 am. “hey yoshi! jae! hyunsuk!, don’t y’all work first shift tomorrow?” you hear a tornado of conversation, a few “fuckkkkk” ‘s here and there, Asahi offers to drive the boys home, they live kinda far away, “alright be safe guys! thanks for coming!!” yedam yells while waving at Asahi car pulling out of the drive way.

He walks back into the house and sees you sitting on the couch. Yedam had brought up sex to you a few times, you were always too nervous. He walks over to the couch and kisses you on the cheek, as he sits down he lifts your dress slightly and places his hand on your thigh. You shutter at his cold hands. You think to yourself “ok am i just REALLLLY fucked up or do i want to fuck him now...?”

You take action and climb on top of yedam, straddling his thigh and begin making out with him. He barely catches his breath and manages to say “holy fuck. you don’t know how long i’ve waited for this.” You smile at him and say “i’m ready.” He gasps and picks you up, and takes you upstairs and into his room.

Yedam opens the door and lays you on the bed. “my princess. you are so beautiful.” You almost tear up at those words, not sure if it’s just the alcohol in you or not, those words caressed your heart.

Yedam gets on top of you and makes out with you and begins to go lower. He gets to your shirt, “what are we going to do about this...” you sit up and remove your shirt and he assists with your bra. “even better in person” He says under his breath. you laugh. He begins to kiss your chest and leave huge red and purple hickeies. great. even MORE to cover up.

As he reaches your hips, he asks “are you SURE, Y/N? we’ve put this off for so long i just-“ you cut him off, “i’m ready.”

He pulls your skirt off and panties with it. You help him get undressed while you are still making out, him leaving purple heart shaped bruises on your shoulders and upper arms, the nervousness hits you. fuck.

i’m about to fuck THE bang yedam.

After the task of getting undressed he lays you back on the bed. “look at my girl. the most beautiful baby” you say to him “shut up and get on top of me already” his eyes widen, he had never seen this side of you before. he wasn’t mad at it though.

20 minutes of foreplay and oral later, you are now on top, yedam helps you adjust yourself onto him, and when he’s in, you gasp in pain and pleasure. “f-fucccckkk” He groans “youre so t-tight”. In your head you said, “keep in mind i’m a virgin” but out LOUD, you couldn’t speak.

You’ve never been in more pain and pleasure at the same time. You ride him until your thighs burn, “a-are you c-clo-se?” he asks, barely being able to get the words out, you nod as tears stream down your face. You finish right about the same time he does. crashing together, in an orchestra of heavy breathes and shaking legs. “let’s get you cleaned up baby,” Yedam says and he kisses your shoulder.

-Asahi-

present day

“yedam shouldn’t be home for a few more hours so we have time.” asahi says and he walks over to the bed after locking the door. Asahi looks at you laying in his bed, shiny from sweat and red from his grip, he leans over you and kisses you sweetly on the forehead, “my baby.” he says. “why did you look so good at dinner? who were you trying to impress? huh?” he calls out as he’s searching in his black dresser drawer, “n-no baby- only y-you...” He scoffs, “i’m kidding baby, kinda... you had no right to look so good. knowing other people saw MY baby looking like that... is not good. you are MINE. only mine.”

He finds what he’s looking for in the drawer and he walks back over to the bed as you lay in silence, ready for him any minute now. In his hands you see a gold wrapped condom, and a black rope. fuck.

You both undress with the help of eachother and then begin making out, the hardest session yet. Asahi reaches for the rope and says “like i said. only mine.” he unravels the rope and begins to tie your hands to the headboard. after finishing the knot, he runs his hands down your body and breathes heavily. “you look so beautiful under me.” as soon as he gets to your waist, you shiver and he giggles. he proceeds to make you feel good. the best you’ve ever felt from the best you’ve ever had.

after about 3 rounds of oral, you are begging at this point. “p-please asahi....” Hes shocked at the sight, he’s never seen you beg like THIS. so he drags it out. “what do you want me to do?”

“make me feel like the only girl in the world.”

#treasure smut #hamada asahi #bang yedam #treasure #treasure imagines #kpop #kpop smut #kpop imagines

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minuteminx · 3 years

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Revolutionary

Pairing: Preston Garvey/ Female Sole Survivor

Summary: In the aftermath of personal tragedies, Preston and Charlie both seek to make a difference in the Commonwealth and those around them. They could never anticipate the impact that they will have on eachother in the process.

Chapter Five: Coast’s Clear

Chapter Summary: Charlie doesn't know many things for certain since she woke up in the future, but one thing she does know is that she will never watch someone she loves die again. Not if there's something she can do about it.

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“For mad I may be, but I will never be convenient.”

― Jennifer Donnelly, Revolution

Quincy Ruins, June 2288

Charlie hadn’t lived in Massachusetts for long when the bombs fell. She and Nate moved up from West Virginia in July of 2077, she’d gotten a position as a postdoctoral fellow in neuropsychology at Medford Memorial Hospital, more than a little excited to make use of her shiny new degree. Shaun was born two months later. After spending most of her life moving from place to place for her education, she was ready to settle down. She never made it that far.

Needless to say, she’d also never made it down to Quincy. Though, at the moment, she desperately wished she had.

Preston had this way of looking at her sometimes when he thought she didn’t notice, a lingering glance over his shoulder, a careful observation of her face as if he expected to find some twinkle of pre-war nostalgia in her eyes when entering a new area, memories from a time when the air didn’t reek of sulfur and rotting flesh, and no one had to worry whether or not they’d be run out of their homes and mowed down by mercenary cults. She could offer him no solace. She could barely even look him in the eyes.

In more comfortable times over the past eight months since they had met, he simply asked her if she was familiar with locations or landmarks. Once, he asked her if she had fought in the Battle of Bunker Hill, and she informed him that she was two hundred and thirty-seven years old, not well over five hundred. His smile had wrinkled up his eyes that day as he laughed away the embarrassment. Today, there were no stories to be told, no jokes or laughter, just Preston, Charlie, Amelia, a handful of other Minutemen and a large pile of ashes that used to have names.

“I don’t like this,” Charlie muttered, more to herself than anything.

She jumped when Preston replied, “Me neither. Not one bit.”

She hadn’t expected him to hear her, or even pay attention. She could barely see his eyes from under the shadow cast by his hat, but she didn’t need to see to know that he wasn’t okay. He wasn’t one to wear the overwhelming grief he experienced on his face, anyway. The last time they’d visited a Minutemen graveyard, as the Lexington Super Duper Mart had turned out to be, he had to excuse himself from a barricaded room filled with deceased members of the militia. She found him in the feral-corpse littered hallway, green around the gills and sweating. He didn’t have a weak stomach, but reminders of his loss seemed to impact him viscerally. She wondered how he managed to keep his composure now, standing in the place where it all started.

She was drawn from her thoughts by a thunderous boom that left her ears ringing. She hated that noise. Looking up towards the direction of the blast she saw a small, mushroom-cloud pouring up from a nearby building. A fucking nuke. Hadn’t people learned a damn thing?

Charlie scanned the area for someone holding a Fat Man. She’d been toe-to-toe with wielders of those atrocities enough times to know that she had to act, and fast. Movement on the roof of the nearby church. Just right if the belfry stood a large figure, someone in power armor, with the exact weapon. Without another thought, she charged in his direction. If she got close enough in range she could keep him from firing again. He wouldn’t get another shot. Not if she had anything to do with it.

She tangled with very few Gunners on her way to the church, thankfully. Most of them were distracted by the small militia that accompanied her. A couple of grunts took shots at her once she made it inside, but they missed and she fired back, hitting each of them once. She didn’t stop to make sure they were incapacitated. There wasn’t time. She needed to get to the roof.

The stairs that led to the belfry were worn and rickety. In less of a panic, she probably would have made her way up them gingerly, avoiding the obvious areas of dry rot. Still, she managed to make it to the top without event. She hoped the luck would stay on her side just a little bit longer. She just needed to take out the Gunner with the Fat Man, or at least distract them long enough to protect the Minutemen. Her Minutemen.

“Hey,” Charlie shouted, pointing both of her pistols at the man loading a mini nuke into his gun, “Asshole!”

“What the--” he looked up from what he was doing just in time for her ballistic round to strike him between the eyes.

“Yes,” she said under her breath. How had she gotten to the point where she felt relief at another person’s death? Is this what the Commonwealth made of all its inhabitants?

She moved in closer to examine the man’s corpse, still standing erect in the power armor shell. A whole lot of good that did him. He was a relatively young man, mid-thirties, and she wondered if he had a family. MacCready had been a Gunner once, he’d told her as they sat drinking whiskey in The Third Rail, bloodstained and bathed in red neon light. It was a gig, a way of making money to support his young son when he had no better options. What if this man had been just like him? Charlie didn’t want to think about it.

Noting a fully loaded, modified laser pistol on the ground near the dead Gunner, she picked it up, discarding both of the 10mms in her hands. They’d just been spares, and she was out of ammo anyway. She also looted a stimpak and a good chunk of caps before standing up and adjusting her belt. A loud crash of metal and puffing of hydraulics rose up from the street beneath her and she rushed to the edge of the roof, crouching to keep out of view.

Preston. A more practical person would have noticed the handlebar mustache wearing the T60 first, the actual source of the commotion, but then again she never claimed to be practical. Why was he alone? Why hadn’t he fallen back to the gates with everyone else, where it was safe? She’d run at a man shooting nukes to protect him and there he was out in the wide open, staring down who could only be the notorious traitor Clint, if the militia hat and sheer aura of son-of-a-bitch were any indication. It was out of character for Preston to be so reckless. Maybe he’d forgotten that was her job.

The two men spoke, but she was too far away to make out any of the conversation. She’d never seen Preston look so visibly angry or shaken. She needed to get to him before something bad happened, but she needed to be careful. Frantically, she dug through her various pockets looking for one item in particular. Hoping, praying she still had it.

She smiled and let out a sigh of relief as she pulled the stealth boy from her satchel. That Railroad operative, Deacon, had given it to her as a welcome gift when she’d agreed to help him out. At the time, she’d shrugged it off as a passive aggressive commentary on her lack of discretion. She’d have to thank him next time they crossed paths.

Charlie rushed back inside the church tower, and down the rickety steps as quickly as she could, flipping open the cap of the stealth boy and pressing the button as she did so. By the time she reached the street, she was completely invisible. Later, when she and Preston were safe and sound back at Sanctuary, she’d ask Sturges how it worked.

As she crept her way up behind Clint, the man reared back and punched Preston so forcefully it sent him flying into an old junked out Corvega parked nearby. She brought her invisible hand to her invisible mouth to keep herself from gasping audibly. As far as she knew, stealth boys weren’t sound proof. She took some deep steadying breaths, ignoring the burn of tears in her eyes. Now wasn’t the time to lose her shit.

Moving into position directly behind Clint, she noticed Preston’s eyes on her. He must have noticed the movement in the air. She lowered the stealth field, watching relief wash over his face as she smiled and drew her finger to her lips. Clint would not take him away from her. She wasn’t in a cryochamber this time, and she would not stand helplessly by and watch someone she loved die. Never again.

“What’s so fucking funny,” she heard him ask Preston who was, despite it all, laughing.

“Nothing man,” Preston answered, slurring his words in a way that made Charlie uneasy, “Nothing at all.”

She took that opportunity to fire, aiming her fancy new pistol at the legs of Clint’s power armor. She had noticed that they were damaged as she moved in, knew it wouldn’t take much to disable them. Sure enough, after a half-dozen or so shots, the T60’s leg’s locked up, forcing the man to jump out. He turned in her direction as soon as he did so.

“You little bitch ,” he snapped, and christ, if Charlie didn’t hate being called a bitch.

He tried to raise his weapon and fire at her, but she’d already pulled the trigger, launching a blast of burning red energy into his chest, and filling her nostrils with the sterile scent of ozone. She holstered her weapon and hovered over him for a minute, shaking her head. “I’m not a bitch.”

Charlie then brought her eyes back up to Preston, where he sat leaned up against the car, worry tightening her chest. It wasn’t a good sign that he hadn’t even tried to stand up yet, so unlike him to not make an attempt to brush off his injuries and press forward. She ran over and knelt down in front of him, cupping his face in her hands and turning it to the left, then the right to check for any signs of external bleeding. When she saw nothing more than a couple of superficial scrapes she brought up her pip boy and flashed a bright beam of light into each of his eyes.

Shit , she thought, but hid her worry behind a laugh as he flinched and squirmed away from the light. Only one of his pupils had responded to the flash, which meant that he had a concussion at the very least. She refused to entertain the other possibilities at the moment. The tears she had held back just minutes earlier returned to her eyes, and she didn’t fight them this time.

“You’re okay,” she told him, kissing his forehead reflexively, “Looks like you might have a concussion, but you’re safe. I’m here.”

He blinked up at her a few times, and she wished she could live up to that version of her that reflected in his eyes. She wished desperately that she could be everything he needed her to be, but with Shaun, and the Institute, and--

“You’re really scary sometimes,” he interrupted her snowballing thoughts, a smirk twitching at the corners of his mouth, “You know that?”

She knew she shouldn’t take any of his concussed statements seriously, but an embarrassed laugh bubbled up from her chest, and she couldn’t hold his gaze. “I’m sorry, I just… I’d just watched Clint knock you into the car, and he was about to kill you, and I just…”

She trailed off, internally chastising herself for failing to conjure up a coherent response. She wasn’t even the one with the head injury. A gentle tap, and tug at her chin guided her eyes back to Preston. He let his hand linger where it was as his smirk turned into a full-on smile.

“No,” he said, laughing softly, and shaking his head, “It’s kinda hot.”

Heat rose to her face and she snorted gracelessly at his compliment. She didn’t know how or what to feel, couldn’t put her finger on why his affection made her so overwhelmingly sad. She shrugged it off and wiped a tear from her face. “Jesus, you hit your head harder than I thought.”

He didn’t respond, and his eyes fluttered closed instead, hand falling limply from her face. Panic surged up into her chest and she leaned forward to catch him from falling over on his side.

“Preston,” she called out frantically, as she repositioned herself so that she could ease his head down onto her lap, removing his hat and setting it on the ground by her hip. “Preston?”

Again, no response. “God damnit,” she snapped, slamming the side of her fist into the metal of the car door behind her, body finally giving into the sobs she’d been fighting, sobs that weren’t solely in response to present events. She doubled over, knuckles turning white around the fabric of his duster she clenched in her fists.

“I’m sorry, Preston,” she whimpered, knowing he couldn’t hear her, knowing it didn’t matter because she would continue to let him down. “I’m so sorry.”

Charlie stiffened at the sound of footsteps, straightening up to see Amelia, her long brown hair flying out of it’s braid, followed by the others who’d accompanied them. She found herself wishing MacCready was there, Codsworth, Sturges, anyone except the contingent of unfamiliar faces peering down at their commanding officer having a temper tantrum. Amelia glanced between Charlie and Preston, pretty blue eyes filled with concern.

“He’s okay,” Charlie explained, scrubbing tears away from her swollen face, “Just unconscious. He hit his head pretty bad.”

“What happened?”

“Clint-- at least I think that guy over there’s Clint-- hit Preston so hard he sent him flying into this,” Charlie pointed to the car behind her and watched as Amelia approached the body of the man Charlie’d just killed.

The woman frowned, shook her head, and kicked the corpse before returning to Charlie’s side. “That’s Clint alright, the bastard.” She offered Charlie a reassuring smile, and then glanced down at Preston, “You got a stimpak on you, General?”

Charlie recalled the one she picked up from the Gunner she’d taken out. She could have slapped herself for not thinking of it sooner. She reached into one of the pouches on her belt and pulled it out, showing it to the other woman.

“Perfect. Let’s give it to Preston, just in case he’s more banged up than he looks.” She took the syringe from Charlie’s shaking hand gently and removed the cap, and jammed it into Preston’s upper arm. He jerked slightly at the pain, but didn’t stir. Amelia continued speaking, “What do you say we have a couple of the boys move him someplace comfy? There are some abandoned apartments up the street.”

“Yes.” Charlie nodded. “What about the--”

“Coast’s clear. Any of the Gunners we didn’t kill ran off.” Amelia smiled. “Quincy’s ours again.”

#fallout 4 #preston garvey #preston garvey x sole survivor #preston garvey x f!sole survivor #revolutionary #update #my writing

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sidesteppostinghours · 5 months

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feeling some rather intense thoughts and emotions over steps that arent mine, about an au that i did not create.

@/idlenight if you see this im sorry but i had to borrow your boy because it was all i could think about after seeing aurries tags

#ok but #julia and river bonding over living in others(specifically ricardos) shadow #julia was always just surge #the second in command to marshal charge himself #everybody always saw her as the lesser sibling #meanwhile river was charges sidekick #could never be seen by anybody as anything more than an extension of another person #julia loves her brother but she cant deny some of the things river says about him #when heartbreak happens shes devastated #not only did she lose her best friend #she lost the only person who really understood her #who would choose her over marshal fucking charge #and maybe she blames ricardo for his death. for not shutting river down completely when he insisted on going. its stupid but she cant help i #fast forward a few years and they both managed to pull eachother out of their post hb messes #theyre working together as a team and equals this time #julia finds river at the diner first #its the best thing thats ever happened to her even if river is so... different now #she got her best friend back and thats all that matters to her #then one way or another she finds out that river is the new sidestep #shes furious and horrified and grieving the man that he was but she doesnt tell a soul #not even ric. /especially/ not ric #and little by little? she starts agreeing with him. helping him even. until she reaches a breaking point and Very Publicly switches sides #probably throws a few curses ricardos way on love tv too #do you think chens relationship with river strains after that #chen tries convincing river to get julia to drop villainy #meanwhile river is having none of that shit #also would river use it as an excuse to finally chew out ricardo in rangers hq lmfao #i have to sleep now so bad but #nmoc: river becker #ortega

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is-that-another-soulmate-au · 4 years

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Me? Combine two soulmate AUs and add in an animal hybrid AU????

Of courze, buckle up buddies this is gonna be a bit if a bumpy ride

Dream soulmate/soulpairs AU/Soulmate Ribbons AU/Animal Hybrid AU

Dream: Basically like last time you cant control when you visit, you cant see them, you cant say your name or where you're from. But this time its a legit group dream. In the dream your soulmate(s) will have a ribbon around them apposed to the simply blurred soulpair(s)

Ribbon/animal hybrid: with the ribbon au it ties in with the animal for the most part. You're born with a ribbon tied around your animal feature, whether it be at the base of a fluffy wolf tail, the end of a cat/lemur tail, at the base of cat ears/bunny ears, on any type of horns. Regardless of where it happens to be tied, it cannot be removed, it can be burnt or singed but it cant be cut or removed. The color of your soulmates nation appears after you meet your them, and you can then see the color of yours around them during dreams

So basically Zuko's 12th birthday he goes to sleep and in his dream there are three people with one surrounded by a pale white ribbon.

"H-hello?" He called out.

"Hi!" A cheery voice called out

"Im assuming you're all.. not my soulmate, because I'm 8" a slightly annoyed young girl called

"Your a soulfriend for me!" A chipper Boys voice broke through, the voice of the bright figure

"Uhm, I know I can't know your names, but I'd like to be able to distinguish between all of you... uhm,"

"Call me Bandit" the younger girl called out

"You can call me Oshi"

"And uhm..."

"I'll call you turtleduck" zuko interrupted him

"What? Why that?"

"Uh, well, I have a turtleduck pond by my home and I like it there, and uh, your my soulmate so..."

"Oh! Uhmm... what should I call you?" The boy paused a moment

"Sunshine? Maybe?"

"Yeah! Sunshine!"

"Alright, so, Bandit, Oshi, Turtleduck, and Sunshine?" Oshi piped in

"Yeah," bandit hummed "by the way, whats a turtle duck?"

"Ill show you one whe-"

"Im blind"

"What? Oh, im sorry, I didnt know. Well, if we ever meet I'll let you hold one. I'm sure it'll get the idea across."

"Youre blind?! That sounds so cool! I bet your other senses are heightened" Oshi chirped at the thought

"Yeah, and so is my bending! I can see with me bending, but im not too good at it yet"

"You're a bender? I dont know if we can find out what kind" Turtleduck mused

"Let me try... im an earthbender!"

"Woah! Cool! So you use earthbending to see?" Zuko questioned

The rest of the dream was fairly blurry to him. He ran to his mom to talk about his dream, going on about Oshi, Bandit and Turt; he shortened turtleduck because well, he wanted to.

They dont meet up until later that year, after his mother had left him he was found crying

"Sunny?" He heard Bandit call out

"Huh!? Oh hey guys, sorry, im fine" he sighed "I- I lost my mom just last week"

They all comforted him and then pulled the conversation to different topics, Turt talking about going hunting with his dad and getting hit wolf tail caught on a fishing line. Bandit talked about her earthbending and how she learned how to use her badger tail to bend as well. Oshi all the while hovered as close as the dream would let her, it felt similar to a motherly protection and he appreciated it greatly.

The next time they saw eachother was about two nights after his banishment he was found pouting but quickly came out it the pout when he heard Turt calling out

"SUNNY! Sunny! Hi! Oh Tui! Hi Bandit! Hi Oshi!"

"Hey Turt!" The girls called out "Sunny, whats got you down?"

He sighed "i left the firenation today"

"Woah woah, hold on, why did you leave- oh were you from there? Why would you leave?" Oshi pried.

"Uhm, I was banished for losing an agni kai against my dad"

"An Agn- thats a firebending duel! Your still just 13!" Turt cried out

"Yeah, well, my dad doesnt care about that, he made sure I'd remember that by burning me, now i have to find the avatar before I can return home"

Their conversation lasted for what felt like several blurry hours. When he woke it was to Iroh walking in with some tea. Zuko shot up and managed to get his blanket caught in his horns "AAAGH!" He growled out "help... please" iroh simply chuckled and untangled the blankets from Zuko's horns

"How was your sleep nephew?" Iroh asked as he started to pour them some tea, handing Zuko his cup.

"I talked to Oshi, Bandit and Turt again" he mumbled while bringing the cup to his lips and blowing some of the steam away.

"Thats good, were you able to discuss your banishment? I'm not sure if the dreams will let you, my soulmate and I have never met nor have we ever left our nations"

"Yeah, I was able to tell them everything, well the banishment and" he motioned to his now healing eye wound.

They had met a few more times over the next three years, Oshi revealing that she has a lion tail that is most certainly not as clumsy as Turt's consistently caught wolf tail.

About a week after Zuko arrived at the southpole and managed to lose the avatar there was another dream

"Sunny!" Turt sounded angry

"Uh, y-yeah?"

"You visited my tribe today" the ribbon around Turt was red

"Oh, uh yeah, I'm sorry. Did I hurt someone, I wasn't trying to, I just needed to grab the avatar"

"YOU DONT NEED THE AVATAR SUNNY!" Turt was fuming "youre chasing the avatar for what? The love of an abusive father?"

"Hes no-

"He is Sunny! I dont know the full extent of it. But if he broke your horn, burnt you, and then BANISHED YOU all for speaking out of turn, then that spells abusive!! That level of abuse and your level of wanting to be back says clearly that you were neglected and abused, what the FUCK Sunny!"

Zuko was frozen but it wasnt silent

"We've been trying to tell you this Sunny, your dad is terrible and you deserve actual love, your uncle is a much better dad than him, and you know it" Oshi piped up

"Yeah, I know but-"

"And! If I ever get my hands on him, it'll be his last day alive. Mark. My. Words" Bandit cracked her knuckles

The dream went on for a while longer with the trio eventually convincing Zuko he shouldn't search for his fathers love by capturing the avater. Turt managed to convince him to join forces with the avatar the next time he saw them. The next time he met up with the avatar was on Kyoshi Island, where he entered the town without his armor or helmet, and instead wearing casual garmets.

"What are you doing here Zuko?" Katara growled at him with the hairs on her tail standing on end. Aang was behind her with his lemur tail flicking angrily.

"Well, im not here to capture you if that's what you think. I came to join you"

"Why would we ever believe that?" Aang's voice was nearly as angry as Katara's

Sokka was beside Katara in a similar stance but had yet to respond

"Well, I honestly don't expect you to believe me, unless any of you happen to be Turt, Oshi or Bandit." He paused "look I was burnt and banished at 13 by my own father just for speaking up in a war meeting about how cruel it was to sacrifice new recruites for a bigger win, and my father sent me out to find the avatar." He sighed "i would have continued but Turt and Oshi managed to help me understand where I was wrong in thinking and made me see just how abusive my dad is"

"Sunny?" Sokka finally spoke but was matched with one of the Kyoshi warriors

"Huh? I mean, yeah they call me that, wait are you Turt?" He then turned to the warrior and saw the lion tail "Oshi!?" He stepped back in a moment of surprise.

"Oh my gods Sunny what the hell!" The wolf and lion laughed

"Wait, Zuko is the Sunny you've been talking about!?" Katara and Aang said in unison.

From there out Zuko was a part of the team. Suki having to stay behind for the time being. The group traveled via Appa or by boat. Katara, Sokka and Iroh having lengthy in depth conversations about waterbending and pai sho. He may or may not have been making an attempt to recruit them both slowly but surely.

When they met Toph she put two and two together so fast. "You're Sunny and Turt!" She exclaimed before they duo could introduce eachother

"Wait! Bandit!" Thay said in unison

"The one and only Blind Bandit!" She said proudly.

After meeting with her Zuko became acquainted with a chaotic good type younger sister as apposed to his own chaotic evil. Toph would often launch herself into his shoulders, grab his horns and say "onward noble dragon steed!!" Which he didnt mind so he never complained much.

Let's fast forward to the desert. While Sokka Aang and Katara went into the library to explore, Zuko and Iroh stayed behind with toph to protect Appa, when the Sand benders arrived while the Library was sinking the two firebenders fought off the sandbenders until the trio emerged and they ran off. Zuko, however had fought practically tooth and nail to keep appa there, dodging sand and blasting fire to distract the benders when they tried to use the sand beneath his feet against him. He collapsed from the exhaustion of not only fighting with a dozen benders in their element, but also the heat of the sun. Iroh on the other hand asked Katara for a bit of water to make sure he didnt collapse as well.

"Zuko!" Aang cried out when he watched Zuko collapse in the sand. They all got back on Appa and made their way out of the dessert.

Not long after they stopped at a small body of water to rest and wash up Appa so he wouldn't be shedding and attracting anyone Zuko taking a hot minute to get his strength back. They were approached by a couple who happened to have a baby on the way and Zuko nudged Aang "we should take them with us, yknow, spread some joy"

So they flew the couple with them to Ba Sing Se with them. They managed to get in to tell the earth king their invasion plan, as well as taking down the dai li with the proof of the drill right outside the wall. Without having the advantage of the Kyoshi disguises Azula didnt manage to gain the upperhand against Ba Sing Se, and in turn she had no idea about the invasion plan. Aang had his crisis at Ember island before the invasion and met the lion turtle just before they had to leave.

When the invasion began Zuko and Aang both went off to the city, Zuko in his blue spirit get up with his swords on his back literally being dangled in the air by Aangs weirdly strong ass tail. When the landed on the roof, it was still a bit until the fire kicked off. So they were dodging fire balls while running towards the palace, however right before they went into the throne room Azula appeared. She went to shoot fire but was shocked to see no fire come out. Aang smirked and bended the earth around her to keep her in place.

They went in to Ozai, Zuko drawing his swords and Aang readying himself to fight a powerful bender who possibly had skills other than bending. But they were met with a practically powerless man who didn't take long to defeat, taking his life wasn't the option, however, Aang knew that, and so he took his bending away, to the absolute awe of Zuko who watched the blinding light for a moment before shielding his eyes.

After the success of the invasion Iroh took the throne when Zuko told him he was simply not ready. However Iroh made a deal with him, he would be firelord for all of 5 years, set the ground work for Zuko and let his nephew take up some studying in the other nations as well as his own to figure out how he would rule after the 5 years were up.

And he did, he gathered as much information from the other nations, all with Sokka joining with him. He spend a year at the south pole, helping rebuild the place, he spend a year at the northpole studying the scrolls available, he spent a year going to each large earth kingdom city, and then he spent his fourth year in the firenation reading every scroll he could. One night while in his room reading through a pile of scrolls he leaned onto Sokka's shoulder for support, but Sokka took the scroll out of his hands "alright enough reading for you tonight, come on little dragon its bedtime"

Sokka's tail was absentmindedly wagging side to side as he helped his soulmate undress and get into more comfortable clothes, of course getting the cloth stuck on those pesky horns a couple times. But soon they were both laying in bed with Zuko resting his cheek against Sokka's chest while Sokka ran his fingers through his hair.

They could stay like this forever. And wouldn't you know it, after Zuko took the throne he proposed to Sokka and the two were soon married, the Wolf and the Dragon.

At the wedding Toph and Suki were the first to show up, bringing gifts, Suki gave them a pair of gold fans, one with a turtleduck on it and the other with a sun on it. Toph on the otherhand had brought a dagger with a dragon carved on the blade and a wolfs head on the handle.

>another marraige wrap up? Of course, its me what else would I do?

#RayMakesSoulmates #i will die on my endless soulmate au hill #soulmate alternate universe #soulmates #ambassador sokka #atla sokka #sokka x zuko #sokka #atla zuko #prince zuko #zuko #zukka #fire lord zuko #suki #atla toph #toph beifong #canon who?#lets throw the whole canon away shall we?#canon divergence

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smutbymia · 4 years

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You can pick any type (fluff, smut, etc) The reader does something to congratulate Jungwoo on returning back from his break :)

You stood backstage watching Jungwoo shift around anxiously as he waited to get on stage. Your heart was beating fast so his must have been beating at an unimaginable speed. He had been a nervous wreck for the last couple of weeks as he got closer and closer to the day he would rejoin NCT for promotions and concerts.

You tried your best to reassure him that things would be fine but it had been difficult for him to believe you. It wasn’t that he was necessarily worried about the fans reactions. He knew that they would welcome him back well. What scared him the most was being back on stage after so long. It was like riding a bike for the first time, or jumping into a pool after spending years away from the water.

Though he knew he was fully capable, it was as if he was debuting all over again. Even in rehearsals it felt as though he was relearning everything again from scratch — re-introducing his body to the feeling of moving the way it used to.

He hadn’t been his cheerful self for a while now, but you had faith. He needed this, you thought to yourself. He needed this more than he realized.

The music began and you watched as the platform that the members stood on was raised from underneath the stage as the sounds of screaming fans filled the air. Jungwoo looked back at you before their heads peaked up towards the audience and you flashed him a big smile, shooting your thumbs up to give him extra reassurance. “I love you,” you mouthed, as a small smile played at his lips. Then he was gone, up to the stage and out of view.

You watched the rest of the concert from backstage. And as expected, Jungwoo performed exceptionally. He absolutely killed it. He sang as though he had been yearning to do so for his whole life, and danced as if the entire world was watching. You couldn’t help but tear up as the members delivered their final ments, and the audience cheered for a full minute straight when it was Jungwoo’s turn to speak.

He thanked them for welcoming him back so warmly, sounding shy yet reassured now that he had officially made his return. His members pinched at his cheeks and suffocated him in a group hug as they expressed their excitement for his return. They felt complete again. And soon they were headed off stage as the concert hall began to clear out.

You waited off stage as the members came back down on their platform, exhausted yet relieved that they had made it through yet another show. Jungwoo’s eyes scanned the room in search for you, and you gave him a small wave once they had landed on you. His face immediately brightened up, as he broke into the biggest smile you had seen in a while while he excused himself, making his way over to you.

“You were so amazing, baby!” you cooed as you cupped his face in your hands. He giggled as he roped his hands around you to hug you. You raised yourself up onto your tippy toes to whisper in his ear. “Come with me...” you pleaded as you planted a soft kiss on his earlobe. He looked visibly flushed as he pulled away from the hug and titled your chin up to meet his gaze.

“They’ll notice I’m gone,” he said in a hushed voice. Johnny was walking by you that very second and you pulled on his arm, dragging him into your conversation. “Johnny, can you pretty please cover for Jungwoo and I?” you asked him.

Johnny looked between the two of you and then looked around the room at the staff and other members before sighing. “Fine, you guys have about 15 minutes. I’ll come up with something,” he said in a whisper.

You wasted no time, dragging Jungwoo by his hand down the hall, turning a corner and ducking into an empty dressing room that wasn’t in use for the night. You locked the door behind you immediately before pushing Jungwoo up against it.

“Whoa —“ he said, before you interrupted his words by smashing your lips against his. You ran your hands up against his body. Once you reached his shoulders you shoved off the blazer he had worn for his performance, letting it fall to the ground.

He groaned in your mouth as you reached your hand up to tilt his head sideways, dropping kisses and licks all over his neck. He let out a soft moan. “Baby, I’m sweaty!” he complained.

“Don’t care,” you murmured against his skin as you dragged your teeth along his jawline before planting a kiss on his lips and pulling back with a smile on your face. “What’s gotten into you, crazy girl?” Jungwoo questioned with an alarmed yet amused look on his face.

You paused for a second, the sexual tension now turning soft. You brushed a strand of hair from his face as you leaned into him. “I’m just so proud of you, Jungwoo,” you said. “You’ve suffered with worry for so long and worked hard to come back to work. You were a star tonight. I always believed in you but seeing it happen for real this time was just amazing,” you praised.

He smiled down at you as he planted a peck on your lips. “I wouldn’t have made it through the last few months if it wasn’t for you,” he began, “You know that right?”

He kissed you again, this time dropping them along the side of your neck. “You’re my biggest supporter... my true motivation,” he said as he dropped his hands down to grip at your behind. You whimpered under his touch as he played with the straps of your dress, shifting them off your shoulders to let it fall lower and expose your breasts.

He licked at your bottom lip as his tongue entered your mouth for a passionate kiss before he palmed at your chest. You moaned against his lips as you trailed your hands back down his body, passing the waistband of his pants after fumbling with the zipper and button. “I’m supposed to be the one rewarding you, tonight,” you teased.

Your hand grazed the erection that had grown in his pants. You wrapped your fingers around his shaft as you jerked him slowly, feeling him grow harder under your touch. Jungwoo let out a breathy moan as he struggled to regain his composure. “Not if I reward you first,” he challenged, before capturing your mouth in his once more.

Jungwoo grunted against your lips as the intensity of your kiss increased. His hands tugged at your sensitive nipples, sending electric shocks through your body and making wetness pool in your undies. Soon he was mirroring your actions. He hiked up your mini dress before slipping his hands into the front of your panties.

It seemed as though the competition had finally begun. You both moaned against each others mouths as you tightened your grip around his cock, reaching lower to jerk him off, letting the head of his member slip between your fingers as they dripped with pre cum.

“Not fair, you had a head start,” giggled Jungwoo as he bit down on his lips and slipped his fingers between your folds before circling your clit with his digits at a fast pace. You leaned into him as your body shuttered under his touch, trying your best to maintain the rhythm you had developed as you jerked quickly at his length.

You dropped your head into the crook of his neck as his cheek rested against the top of your hair as you both panted, competing to get the other off first. Jungwoo slipped two fingers into you as he pumped his fingers vigourously at your hole, sending you spiraling out of control. “Fuck... that feels too good,” you complained, feeling yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasm.

Jungwoo was jerking his hips into your fist as he whimpered softly, eyes shut with his cheek still firmly pressed to your head as he struggled to control his breathing.

His back still rested firmly against the dressing room door as you sucked at the flesh of his skin. “Come for me, baby,” you cooed in his ear. You could hear him let out a muffled moan as he pumped his fingers deeper into you, and you frantically jerked him off.

You kissed him deeply, as the two of you rushed towards your peaks. “Look at me,” Jungwoo pleaded. “I want to see your beautiful face,” he urged as he curled his fingers up against your g-spot.

Your eyes were locked with his, both of your mouths parted as you let out shallow breaths, lips still barely brushing against eachother due to your proximity. You felt his cum spill onto your hands as he groaned, just as you felt your own orgasm hit you. Your juices flowed out onto his fingers as you both stared deeply into each other’s eyes, taking in the sight of the other coming undone.

You fell forward onto him, as he pressed his weight into the door, still with his fingers deep inside of you and your hands burried inside of his pants. “Crap, we should get back,” he said between deep breaths.

You nodded against his chest as you freed your hands from his pants, and he pulled his fingers out of you, both slipping your own fingers in your mouths as you cleaned each other off of them, giggling.

You were dressed in a flash, and headed back down the hall towards the rest of the group. Jungwoo kissed at your cheeks as you made your way down the hall hand in hand.

“This isn’t over,” he teased as he patted your butt softly through your dress. You were sure you would continue where you left off once you were back home and in bed together. But for now you had one other thing to do.

You opened the door to the original dressing room where everyone had gotten ready and motioned for Jungwoo to go inside first.

He froze in shock as his members and the rest of their staff screamed “SURPRISE!”

An array of main and side dishes were spread across a table that wasn’t there before the concert, along with a cake. You watched as the room descended into chaos as the boys all reached across the table, picking at the food with their chopsticks. They must have been starving after putting on such a show.

Jungwoos manager turned to you, “Johnny told me you offered to keep Jungwoo distracted since the delivery was running late! Thank you!”

You nodded, meeting Johnnys gaze from across the room as he flashed you a quick wink. The pleasure was entirely yours. And Jungwoos of course.

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heffrcns · 4 years

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just confess already - william schofield x reader (headcanons)

okay so this was a request, and i thought it could be a really cute idea, so let’s ignore the historical inaccuracies - i mean fanfictions can be what they want, right? :D

also, this is actually open for a part 2 (i’m so sorry i didn’t finish it all in one) because i didn’t want to make this one too long or cut it down too much to make it just one part. so let me know if you want me to continue it!

warnings: SPOILERS!! slight graphic content? but no worse than what’s in the film, and blake doesn’t die in this💅

you, schofield and blake were all sent to deliver the crucial message to colonel mackenzie in order to save 1,600 men

you knew both will and tom pretty well, having become good friends with them since the war started

and as much as you loved blake, he was a great friend, things just felt different with will

you’d never admit it yourself, but you’ve recently been feeling stronger feelings towards the lance corporal, being completely oblivious to the fact he also felt the same

will felt warm whenever you spoke to you,

and he couldn’t help feel jealous when other soldiers inevitabley flirted with you a little

so over the past few weeks, you’ve both settled with stealing glances and smiling at each other from a distance whenever you saw each other

you justified it to yourself saying that three years into a war was no place for romance

and although you were right, it didn’t change the butterflies you felt whenever you were around will

during your mission, walking across no man’s land (not knowing if the germans had retreated from the other side or not) was one of the scariest things you’ve ever done in your life

and it got scarier upon reaching the (thankfully) empty trenches, when a rat set off a booby trap that almost killed schofield

but both you and blake managed to help him and get you all out alive, which caused you to let out the biggest sigh of relief ever

god, the thought of losing will made your heart feel like it weighed a dozen tonnes

but you pushed those feelings aside to focus on the task you still had to complete

after some more cautious advancements, the three of you reached some sort of abandoned farmhouse

you each took a different position around the farmhouse in order to scope the area, checking there wasn’t anything (or anyone) that could pose a threat

“all clear?” you asked, after checking around the back of the apparently abandoned building

you heard two replies giving it the all clear from both inside and outside the farmhouse, allowing yourself to relax a bit

your relaxation was short lived though - as a german plane was shot down above your heads

it all happened in a matter of seconds, your mind processing that it was an enemy and it was coming towards you

diving out the way with a thud, you, schofield and blake all shared a look as if to say ‘should we help him?’

it was a horrible sight - the german pilot was screaming out in pain, the plane around him in flames

blake was the first to approach the plane, demanding help to get him out

and he was right, you couldn’t just let this man die a painful and horrible death in front of your eyes, no matter what the war had taught you

so the three of you hauled him out the cock pit as fast as could, coughing and trying to avoid the ever-growing flames

the german was then lay on the ground, you and blake either side of him, as blake shouted at will to get him some water

your head was pounding, as you were still trying to process what was going on

there you were, with a burning plane behind you, trying to save a man who was both an enemy and a stranger, which is exactly what you were trained not to do

and it all made sense as to why you were trained not to do that, when you noticed what was happening

the german was silently leaning forward towards the weapon in front of him, before fiddling it around in his had to aim it at your friend on the other side of him

he was going to stab blake

having to act quickly, you grabbed the back of the hand he had the weapon in, yanking it away from blake

you didn’t even have time to think it through, before you turned it around to aim it at the german himself, and do to him what he was going to do to blake

you grunted in displeasure as you stabbed the pilot, a flood of feelings running through your body

mostly of anger, as he almost got blake when he was the one who wanted to save the german in the first place

that boy was too kind for his own good

your actions caused both will and blake to turn to look at you, in both shock and confusion

they both then realised what was going, as will quickly shot him a few times to put him out of his misery

both you and blake shuffled away from his now dead body, all of you breathing heavily, looking at the scene in front of you

“you saved me. he was gonna go for me, wasn’t he?” blake spoke up, still shocked at everything that just happened

all you could do was nod, not being able to form any words to reply to him

“thank you, y/n. so much. will was right, we should’ve just put him out of his misery when we could of. i seriously can’t thank yo-”

“it’s okay” you cut him off, having finally steadied your breathing “he’s gone now and you’re still here. let’s not dwell on it, yeah?”

blake nodded at you in agreement, before looking up at will, as he hasn’t yet said anything since he shot the pilot

he noticed that will was staring

at you

and blake couldn’t help but think back to the countless times he’s done this now

will liked you, and blake was very aware of this

but he was made to promise (by will of course) not to say anything, as he said he didn’t want to ruin the friendship you two had

but that didn’t mean blake couldn’t tease him every now and then

“alright mate, you can stop staring at her like that now. she saved me not you, you know. no need to look at her like she just pulled you out of a burning building” he snickered, causing both of you to blush

will then cleared his throat, “well, we’ve still got the 2nd devons to get to havent we? we best get going”

“yeah, let’s go” you agreed, very happy to change the subject

blake just rolled his eyes at the two of you but started to walk nonetheless - will was right, and blake had his brother to save

you and will both walked behind tom, both of you glancing up at eachother at the same time, causing you both to look away and blush, again

“just confess already” tom stated, as if he had eyes in the back of his head and saw what just happened

neither of you said anything, but will prayed you both completed this mission in one piece, so then maybe he could finally tell you how he felt

and you were secretly hoping the same

what a pair of oblivious lovesick idiots

part 2!

#1917 #william schofield x reader #will schofield #will schofield imagine #1917 film #1917 movie #gecrgemackayswrites #william schofield #thomas blake #george mackay

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Light in the Dark (9/?)

Bucky x Reader

A/N: THIS ONE MIGHT BE +18, please be aware if you shouldn’t/ don’t want to read this sort of thing

Word count: 2.3k

Summary: After following Bucky across the ocean, he ends up confronting you and, as you fear you have been followed, you try to find somewhere safe to talk to him about what happened to you.

The tears were rolling down your face as Bucky held you in place keeping you from looking at him. His touch you lunged for so long was yours, not quite how you expected it, but it was still James, somewhere in there, was the love of your life

"I said What are you doing here?" His hand slowly moved away from your lips, waiting for your response.

You were hesitant. Every single word about to leave your mouth had to be calculated. How much did he remember? Did he even recognize you from before, or just from Hydra? Was he willing to kill you to stay incognito?

"Buck-" You stopped yourself as you felt his grip tighten "Let me see you, please. I won't try anything"

"How do I know it?"

"If I wanted to do something, I wouldn't have let you leave the museum in the first place" He was hesitant to let you lose "I could have had that place locked down as soon as you stepped in James. I haven't gone through all of this to simply turn you in, I only want to help you"

"You can't" he mumbled under his breath as he let you go

As soon as you were loose, you wrapped your arms around him. Even though it was not reciprocated, the hug made you feel like home, something you hadn't experienced fully ever since the morning you said goodbye to him and Steve on the train platform, all those years ago. Bucky's scent filled you in with hope, it made everything a little lighter.

However, after the sweet reminder of how everything once was, the lack of his arms around you, his stiff posture and his angry look pulled you back into the very real and slightly dangerous situation. You took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance between you.

"I am so sorry James" your eyes were filled with tears, as you stared into his blue ones

"You still haven't answered my question Y/N" He was dead serious, but you couldn't hold back the hope and confusion your name on his lips brought.

"I just... wait, how- What do you remember?" you took a step closer but Bucky kept his distance "The exposition mentioned the bar, but my name was never there" his expression was unreadable, glancing down to ground and you tried to find the answer to his question "I... I'd lost you once before, I wasn't going to lose you again"

A comforting silence followed.

Maybe somehow, he knows

About a minute passed, and you didn't hear any response, your eyes jumped up, afraid Bucky had taken advantage and ran, but he was still there. A little less intimidating and much more confused. You clenched your necklace, keeping yourself from running into his arms, and probably being rejected.

"Why?" his hiss hit you like a bullet. The tone was not curious, but threatening, scary. Bucky was angry at you for following him, and you hadn't really thought through the very real possibility of him trying to eliminate you then and there.

"Because I love you, James" He turned away and started walking as soon as the words left your mouth "And I will continue to follow you, I won't let you be alone" you ran to him, leaving just a few inches between you.

"STOP" Still looking forward, Bucky let his voice crack "You are here because of me"

"That doesn't even make any s-" you placed your hand delicately on his shoulder, in the hopes he would turn and face you.

"I've led them to you once, I'm not letting Hydra hurt you again"

"I don't give a shit Barnes, I'm not leaving your side again, I-"

A loud thump nearby interrupted you, putting both on high alert

Shit, was I followed?

This whole time, you were so focused on Bucky, you didn't really remember if you took all the precautions yourself

"Let's get out of here" he whispered, and you nodded, following him into the shadows and slowly out of the docks

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A few miles later, you managed to sneak into an old building complex, the apartment you got into was nearly empty, a sofa and a broken dinner table were the only things around you. The amount of dust everywhere made it pretty obvious no one had gone in or out in a while, so you could let your guard down, for a few minutes at least. Both of you sat on a couple of wooden boxes the floor, a few feet apart from eachother, and a sharp silence surrounded the atmosphere as Bucky tried to find the words to say, the break of dawn was slowly lightning up the room and you couldn't keep your eyes off him.

How didn't I notice? I took care of so many of his wounds. You felt stupid for not recognizing him, for actually believing what Hydra had fed you and never really trying to find out more about Bucky's fate.

"I'm sorry" you broke the silence. His eyes met yours, confused, your apology seemed pretty out of place "I should have paid more attention, I was just... afraid- of losing you"

Bucky let out a deep, painful breath, looking down at his feet while scratching the back of his neck

"They got to you because of me." you could feel the guilt and pain in his voice "They tortured you because I wasn't strong enough to keep your name to myself"

"What do you mean?" the words of curiosity came out harsher than intended, you moved closer to him, softly placing you hand on his knee. Bucky avoided looking back at you, his eyes glued to the floor, recollecting his blurry memories.

"When they started everything... All I could remember was names. Steve and Y/N. I would carve or write them down every chance I could, I didn't want to forget. Hydra must have tracked you down after seeing your name next to Steve's, then they got to you, it's my fault they tortured you."

He made a long pause; you wouldn't dare make any sounds. You would never blame Bucky for all that bullshit, he was just as much a victim of circumstances as you were.

"I don't want you to get hurt again, I have to stay away, forget you... and you, me" his eyes finally met yours, filled with hurt. He moved his legs, trying to get rid of your hand, but you held it in place, slightly pressing it.

"That logic is just stupid" Your words shot out before you could stop them, surprising yourself a little. It made Bucky quite nervous, and you could see some anger building up by the tension on his shoulders "I mean.... I won't forget you, I- you... you'll only truly hurt me if you leave like this"

"Oh yeah? And what if someone said those words to us? One just kills the other? Don't you think that's a little more painful than being able to live your whole life?" The pain was cracking through his angry words

"I can help you" You cried, the image of him breaking was tearing your heart into a million pieces

"Really? I reckon you have the ability to turn back time?" he laughed sarcastically

"I heal, James" his eyebrows arched along with a chuckle, still not taking you seriously "I healed myself"

"I won't take that risk" he got up to leave but you held his hand, trying to delay the departure "I won't let myself stay and hurt you Y/N, I'm a ticking time bomb, and God knows what's coming after me"

"Give me a chance, James" you stood up and place yourself in between him and the door "Let me at least help you remember" Your hands rested on his chest and the space between you grew thinner and thinner as you leaned in. The only sound in the room was your heartbeat, echoing in your head as you approached Bucky, and you could see every muscle in him tense as you did so. It wasn't stopping you anymore, your moves were slow, and even though Bucky was hesitant, he didn't push you away. "I'm not letting you go again" you whispered as you softly kissed him.

It was as if time turned back when your lips touched his. You were suddenly at the bar, after the first date you had with him, after those three haunting words had been spoken and you caught him off guard with a kiss. And just as it did back then, it took only a second for Bucky to give in. Even though it was still blurry to him, that felt right: your arms loosely wrapped around his neck, just enough to keep him in place, your sweet lips on his, the taste was something so familiar to him and Bucky quickly took control of you.

His metal arm held you tight to him by the waist, and grabbed the back your head with his other hand, your hair getting tangled around his fingers as the kiss grew more intimate and hotter. His tongue explored your neck while you hopelessly tried to catch your breath, your hands made their way to his jeans, ready to set free the bulk you were pressed against. Bucky almost simultaneously took his jacket off and pulled his shirt over his head, then helping you out of your clothes, allowing you to be as close as possible. He lifted you up to place you on top of his clothes on the floor, and you allowed him to kiss every inch of your skin as soft moans left your lips

"God, I missed you, doll" his breathy voice, along with his fingers touching you, was sending shivers down your spine

"Quit teasing, Buck" your eyes were pure lust and he could tell. Bucky's lips were on yours again, but more vicious this time, as he placed himself in you, you moaned loudly as his tongue controlled yours. Barely giving you any time to get used to him, Bucky started thrusting, hard and steady, neither of you could keep quiet, the heavy breathing was mixed with groans, cursing and various moans. It was all too animalistic and quick, the coil in your stomach built way too fast "Fuck, I'm gonna-"

"Let go" You melted at his words, your vision got blurry and the only thing you could feel were Bucky's thrusts getting uneven as he reached his peak, then his body collapsed on top of you after the orgasm.

For a few minutes, neither of you moved, afraid it was all just a dream, and the one in front of you would disappear at the slightest movement. Bucky slowly put himself beside you, admiring your gaze as you let your finger trace softly trace his face

"I missed you, Bucky" He smiled softly at you. It was the first time you fully recognized him, his eyes were finally playful and free of confusion, even if it didn't last long, you knew he was still in there, you could still get your Bucky back.

"I missed you too Y/N" his smiled then faded as he got up, looking around for his jeans. You stood up as well, and watched him, finally noticing all of his scars together. Although you had helped some of them heal, you had never truly payed attention to how many he actually had, especially the one where metal met skin, it was harsh, you couldn't even imagine the pain he had felt.

"I'm sorry" you hugged Bucky as he tried to pull his pants up "I should've known Y/N... I should've helped you out before-" he pulled away, to look at you.

"We shouldn't do this, James" you rolled up the sleeves of his shirt you’d put on "We can't blame ourselves for what those people did to us. All we can do is grow from it"

He kept his distance "I won't allow myself to hurt you even more, Y/N" you couldn't hide the disappointment, it was written all over your face.

"Oh, for fuck's sake" You took off his shirt, tossing it to the side. All your scars, the times you were shot, cut and tortured, were there for him to see "Look at me! Take a good look at all of this, James" Bucky reluctantly stared at your naked body, his frown growing as his eyes travelled from one scar to the next "They hurt me enough. I won't let you do the same" You stood there quiet for a minute, the only thing touching your bare skin was your necklace, taking it in your hands, you continued

"This is the only reason why I kept healing. My mom, my dad, Y/B/N..Steve, You! The day you and Steve told me about his passing, you two became my family. I couldn't just let the memory of you die! I had to get out, for all of you!" The disappointment in you was turning into anger, and your eyes were filling with tears as you reached out to get your jacket and cover up. You let your head down so he couldn't see the pain in your eyes, but it was useless, your voice was already cracking "Don't do this Bucky, please don't give up on me just like that"

And as if he could see your legs were about to give in, Bucky held you in his arms, as close as he possibly could

"I won't, doll, sorry.... I didn't mean to" your head was buried on his chest as he caressed your head "I'm just- afraid to do more bad than good"

"Promise me- you'll at least let me try to help" he nodded as you looked up, pulling him in for a soft kiss, flooded by the salty taste of your tears.

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macybeckham7 · 4 years

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Olympic Dreams - James Maddison

In the skating world everyone who was anyone was raving about the uprising star that was YN YLN. She was the perfect figure skater, she had grace and elegance along with the strength to do all the difficult jumps and lifts. She was perfect doubles and even better as soloist. Everyone dubbed the 19 year old to be go to the Winter Olympics 2022 and get Team GB atleast two medals.

YN dream for a young age was get into the Olympic program. Wanted to follow in her mother’s footsteps. At a young age she always felt alive on the ice, had no fear and always was the first to try a new move without a thought. Her coach and mother always stood on the sidelines and winced at all the near misses, but she always go up and brushed herself down and tried again. Practice always saw YN the first one on and the last one off.

Her whole life has been dedicated to skating, her eyes on the next upcoming competition and going out their and smashing it. Also being the skater to beat and making a name for herself, people often saying she’s the Serena Williams or Lebron James or CR7 to the figure skating world.

Nine months ago anybody would say YN had her world at her feet, most likely to be on the plane to China with her spot in Team GB. She was in a relationship with James Maddison, who met at an event and they instantly just clicked. With him being an athlete he understood the grind, he understood the rollercoaster of emotions and he just knew she needed him. He would be her medic and always look after her, and he was always her ice bath buddy because ‘nobody deserves to go to hell and back alone’. They were eachothers biggest supporters, they even taught eachother their sport. Her favourite member was getting James onto the ice, he had a strong grip on her waist as they did a two person train, she skated faster as she held onto his hands and all she could hear was him shouting and swearing. Definitely showing her he wouldn’t be hanging up his boots for skates, anytime soon.

Thursday 23rd of September was when YN’s whole world came tumbling down. Rehearsals with the three of them on the ice was normal, the coach telling the pairing where they need to clean up more. While YN and Isaiah listener fully.

James sat high up in the stands and watched eagerly.

He has already been in complete awe when she skates, how elegantly her body moves and the sheer power she has for the jumps. He loved watching her as a soft smile sits on her face as if it just can’t naturally to her.

He felt himself grimace as the pair didn’t do a lift correctly, Isaiah managing to put her down gently as YN put her hands out on the cold surface. The coach called out for them as the duo talked it out before they went from the top. They got through the dance, James smiling like a Cheshire Cat as they managed to nail the one-hand exit with Isaiah holding her above his head.

It all went wrong in a blink of moment without YN falling, her knee caught Isaiah head and she went down cold.

James jumped from him chair and raced down as her coach instantly skating towards her lifeless body.

...

YN felt her heart rate raise as James parked the car in the training rink car park, her mind instantly going back to last time she was here.

‘Hey, you’ve got this’ James says softly as he takes her hand and gently squeezes.

Her eyes water. ‘I don’t think I can’ she whispers.

He could see just how distraught she was and how traumatised she still was. The last nine months have been tough on her as she nursed her injuries and was back on the road of recovery.

‘Hey you are YN fucking YLN, she can do anything she puts her mind too’ he gives her a goofy smile.

He climbs out of the car and walks round to her side, he opens the door for her as she rubs her knee and climbs out. James holds her hand as they walk in together, her eyes look around the training centre where she had so many good memories but all it was painted with painful ones.

In her head she could see hear the ambulance sirens and the medics and James’ voice as they put her in the back to get her to the hospital.

She walked into the changing rooms, she changed in her normal skating outfit her black leotard, her cardigan, her tights, her little skirt and her leg warmers. She took a deep breath as she put on her sparkling white skate boots. She walked to the mirror and looked at herself, if you were to tell her she would be back she would of laughed, with her injuries she thought her dream was over. She ran her fingers through her hair before feeling the scar, she turned her head to see the 4cm war wound.

She quickly tied her hair up and walked, her eyes fell on James, she took the guards off the blades and walked to the edge.

She put her foot out and everything froze. Her breathing fastened as she felt her heartbeat in her stomach. Her eyes scrunched closed as she replayed the moment she hit the ice.

‘So what does that mean?’ James questions the Doctor.

She cleared her throat trying to stop her emotions. ‘It means there’s a 50% chance I could get back to full fitness and an even slimmer chance I could get back in the rink, right?’

The doctor gave her a sympathetic look and nodded. James spoke to the doctor more as YN zoned out. She completely breaking down as the doctor left them.

‘It’s all over J, all my dreams crushed in that moment’ she broke down with James instantly pulling her into a hug.

‘It’s not over, you are YN bloody YLN, you will show everyone that you’ll fight and beat the odds. 50% chance that you’ll get back, no that 100% and you will be at the Olympics’ he confidently. ‘Chilly and I are pretty excited to go to China and you are not getting in the way of that’ he joked making you laugh.

‘Come on’ her coach appeared infront of her. ‘You’ve defeated the odds, don’t let yourself get in the way now’ she puts out her hand which YN takes and gets back on the ice for the first time in nine months.

They skated around the rink, with her coach keeping a close eye on her, she was instantly like duck to water. She still had some stiffness in her knee but she was able to skate. A few weeks went by and her difficulty level of spins and jumps increases, everyone could see that she had lost that sparkle in her eye, it was as if she had put on the safety breaks, and she often looked like bambi on ice.

YN let out a frustrated moan as she puts her hands on her head as she just slides across the ice. She directs herself towards James who is calling her over.

‘Don’t push yourself too hard, I know you are blind-sighted because of all the pressure on you and the dreams, but is this all really worth it?’ He questioned. ‘You are not fully back and you are working towards tryouts to get on the team?’

She started to get aggravated by him.

‘Is all this worth a gold medal? One more bump to the head and then-’

‘DON’T!’ She shouts. ‘If it was the other way round you’d do anything to go to the World Cup! I can do this, and I’m going to do it’ she states. ‘I can get whatever I put my mind too, remember’ she mutters before skating off.

James letting out his frustration as he kicks the board making everyone look at him.

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Fast forward to February 2022 and YN was at the Olympics, living her complete Olympic dreams. James and Chilly was there supporting her just like they planned.

Her leg shook slightly as she stood in the changing room with James, they were holding each other as he tried to control her emotions. The last few months have been hard work and James saw that first hand, whenever it went bad they would argue just because he was trying to look after her. But it never went down well, but she knew he always had her back.

‘You’ve got this’ he whispered as his arms tightened around her. ‘You’ve beaten the odds, show the doubters wrong’

He gently caresses her cheek as he sees her eyes glisten and sparkle.

He leans in and kisses her. ‘Now go get that gold medal’ he smiles.

It was the second day of the competition and YN and Isaiah was still in the running. They were the last to perform so they knew exactly what to do. As they appeared on the rink the audience cheered waving the England flag.

James was on the edge of his seat, he felt sick to his stomach as he did the whole routine with you. He felt himself stop breathing at every lift and solo turn. He relaxed a little more every time you both executed your skills so cleaning and perfectly. Everyone was so awe struck of the two skaters we they gave the perfect story, his eyes landed on their coach and he could tell she was pleased. By the end of the routine James had tears in his eyes, as YN tried to keep her emotions in check.

There was a bit of a wait until the scores came in, YN instantly fell to the ground as she felt her heart burst as they got a 159.31 which had just taken the gold medal from the Germans.

James ran down and engulfed his girl, she wrapped her legs around him as he spun them around.

‘You done it’ he gushed. ‘I love you so so much!’

Her lip quivered as she realised that all her hard work has paid off.

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