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ivyuns · 4 years

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love again ❆✰

lee minho

genre: angst / fluff

word count: 2.4k

warnings: drugs + language + a bit suggestive + a few grammar mistakes (this was written at 5 am plz i cant)

A/N: why do i keep having dreams of someone who i used to like :(

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nonidol!minho x fem!reader

taking a picture of the scenery of paris in front of you, smiling of how well it came out, a real smile this time. hearing a voice call out your name, you turn around as your smile dropped, seeing someone who you didnt ever wanted to see. lee minho was his name.

it started as you two were young and in love with each other back in high school. you two we known as the toxic couple. not because you two were bad for each other, but because you did everything together: drugs, alcohol, getting high, sex, you name it. other than those, you two had another side of being soft. the romantic dates and the funny days shared.

the time you two hung out as best friends everyday, making everyone in school thinking you two were couples. the night where minho took you star gazing late at night after having a fight with your mom and ended up kissing you and asking you to be his one and only.

til your mom found out that you did drugs and drank underage because of minho. she forced you to break up with him and you felt like shit. you called him to meet you at the park you two always went to and left the house to go see him.

arriving at the park and sitting on a bench with the winter breeze around you in your light cardigan. feeling something on your shoulders made you feel tense til you smelled where the owner of the jacket is. lifting your head up, a tear fell from your eyes. minho’s eyes soften as he took a seat next to you and wiped the tear away.

“y/n, whats wrong love?” minho asked. “m-min, we need to break up”. minhos eyes widened from your sentence. “b-baby what happen? is everything okay at home? please tell me”. sighing and standing up as you took off minhos jacket off of your shoulders and gave it back to him. “just know that i still love you forever and always and we’ll meet in the next life” and left him.

minho sat there in shock, not knowing what just happened. it felt like a big part of him just left him.

the next week at school, you werent at your seat. you were nowhere found in school. you were just laying on your bed, feeling total shit. feeling nothing to do but just cry to sleep. your mom made you do online school to stop you from seeing minho and his friends. you phone made another noise as you sighed. looking up to see your phone on your nightstand, you see 44 missed calls and 64 messages from minho. tears falling down even more, you ended up falling asleep with a worried minho waiting for you at school.

and that was the last time you ever saw him, you first and last lover. his cousin, who was your best friend had kept in touch with you and told you what minho had done during the breakup. inhaling and consuming drugs, overdosing on drugs, drinking more and going crazy while yelling your name and wanting you to come back into his life.

minho eventually got over the breakup in a year. looking at the memories you gave him, he had the urge to call you names you didnt like him saying. his cousin passed by his room and heard him saying things you hated being called. knowing it was about you since his cousin had knew you before minho so of course you told her everything.

feeling hurt and angry about what she told you, you felt yourself growing apart from him. why still love him after he called you those names? you gave yourselft sometime to heal and feel better about yourself.

now here you are now 3 years later, visiting your dream city, france. you always wanted to come here when you and minho were a bit older but things didnt work out.

turning around after hearing minho called you, he ran over to you. looking at your figure, he can tell you lost too much weight but still had the perfect brown eyes with your hair recently dyed to light brown and your fashion senses that changed. only with you in a black top and baggy tan pants with black converse. god how much did he miss you.

a few minutes after not talking, you figured he just wanted your attention after he searched you everywhere in paris when his cousin gave him updates on you. walking away from him, he quickly grabbed your wrist. “y-y/n, can we please talk?” you made him let go of your wrist and continued walking to your hotel.

minho quickly ran in front of you and stopped you. “please y/n, what did i do wrong?” you sighed and looked up at him. “maybe if you werent so psycho, you wouldve known.”

minho stood there and thought of what happened. was it when you broke up with him? no, it couldnt be your fault. when he called you more than enough? no. when he was about to propose to you and run away with each other? no way. you two broke things before he could even ask.

‘shit’ he thought. it made him realize. he was too angry at some point and called you names that you hated being called and point out your insecurities. he knew someone was outside his door at the time.

facing back reality, he sees you still in front of him. “figured out now, mr lee minho?” you crossed your arms and a little smirk formed on your face. even after years, you still cant stop loving him. minho takes your hand and drags you to a park to lay under the sunset, watching to stars as it turns dark. remembering from your high school days.

laying down with you in minhos embrace, you whispered a ‘i love you’ to minho and fell asleep after missing the warmth of minho. minho, who smiled after you fell into your slumber and pulled you closer to him. “i love you too y/n”

a few hours, you woke up to nobody in the park but you and minho in the dark. noticing you were still in minhos arms, you got up and woke up minho. minho opened his eyes and saw your panic face. “minho, where are we?!”

minho was fully awake now. looking everywhere, he couldnt remember where or how he took you to this area. “god minho if you werent such a dumbass. youre lucky that my phone works fine here” you said as you gathered your stuff and grabbed minho’s hand, forcing him to get up and follow to directions on your phone to where your hotel was.

minho just smiled and walked close to you. “you havent changed a bit y/n” he says. you stopped walking and turned around which resulted minho bumping into you. “youre really asking for a slap are you?” minho quickly shook his head a no and you turned around and began walking again.

opening your door to your hotel room, minho was full in daze. everything was decorated beautiful just for a hotel suite, or thats what minho thought it was. “you can sleep on the couch here, ill be upstairs if you need anything” you said and head upstairs where your room was after giving him an extra toothbrush and toothpaste and other necessary items.

“wait y/n!” he calls your name and you turn around to walk downstairs. stopping at he last step of the stairs, minho walks towards you. “can you actually stay down here. i-i mean like so we can catch up on stuff like you know?” you knew he just wanted you to stay down here since he couldnt be alone.

“ya, youre just trying love me again arent you minho?” you joked as you poked him. minho scoffed and went to sit on the couch. “as if”. walking towards the couch and sitting next to minho, you lift your legs onto the ottoman. “im just joking min, of course ill stay here with you” you say to him and looked at him with a happy smile. minho smiles also after hearing you call out his nickname youll call him during your relationship.

hugging you waist, minho leans towards you as you get lost in his sparkling eyes. he lays you down and kisses your lips. at first, you wanted to pull away, but after missing his kisses, how could you resist it?

a few weeks had gone by and you two had returned to korea as a couple again. another 3 weeks and you moved in with minho after getting kicked out when she found out you found minho. with no hesitation, you facetimed minho about what happened and let his loving girlfriend move in with him.

moving your belongs into his apartment, you felt nauseous. going to the toilet to release the sickness, minho puts down a box and runs over to your side after hearing disturbing noises from the bathroom. “baby, what happened? are you okay?” minho says and tries his best to comfort you while he lifts your hair into a ponytail so its not in the way. “i-i think im-”

tears started streaming down your face as thoughts ran past your brain. what if he doesnt want the baby? is it too early? were still in our early twenties. you were cut off by minho hugging you. “its okay baby. we can check and see in the morning. lets go head to bed, i already got the last box.” nodding your head, minho leads you to the bedroom with his arms wrapped around you and your head on his chest, both slowly falling asleep.

waking up first thing in the morning, you turn and see minho still asleep. going to get ready to for the store. most importantly, for the pregnancy test.

walking back into the apartment, you immediately go to the bathroom and take the test. waiting for the test to give out the answer, minho wakes up to you not next to him. grabbing his phone from the nightstand, he goes to your contact and texts you.

my baby <3

where are u ?

hearing the familiar notification bell, he sighs as he realize you didnt take your phone with you. getting up, minho goes to the bathroom and sees you with the test in the palm of your hands. he goes up behind you and hugs you and to see the test come back with positive.

with the biggest smile on his face, minho turns you around to face him. “you dont know how happy i am y/n” “but minho, how are you not mad?” you pulled away from the hug with a confusion look on your face, “shhh, just pretend i wanted this to happen in the future when we dated.” minho back hugs you, facing the bathroom mirror.

you see minhos hands rubbing your stomach. “its been our dream to have kids and get married. and ta da!” turning yourself around, you hug minho at a better position. “thank you minho for loving me back and not leaving us, i love you so much”. minho leaned in and put his forehead on yours. “i love you more than you do baby” and gave you a loving peck.

END <3

yes another minho fic bc this was sitting in my drafts and i dont know where this was heading to hehe

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cicinicole-14 · 3 years

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Hi for the ship thing and headcanons, please do jolex 🥰

Who is a night owl:

dont get me wrong, they both most definitely will stay up late together or both pass out before 9pm on a Friday night, but some days when the depression hits, its jsut different and Jo is definitely more of the night owl. Alex is more of a morning person and Jo would rather sleep like the dead.

Who is a morning person:

as we’ve discovered, more so Alex esp when they have kiddos. Alex is the one to get up with them early and let Jo sleep, he makes breakfast with the kids’ help and keeps their room quiet for jo to get some extra sleep but will unleash their evil spawns when he deems she’s slept in long enough.

Are they cuddlers:

some days, yes, mostly. jo definitely loves the affection from someone who genuinely loves and wants her back. but there are days where she literally is like “do not come near me with your (temperature) hot body Alexander Michael Karev, you are a heater and I am already too warm”

Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon:

Alex is def the big spoon. Jo likes cuddling into him because sh feels safe, he feels like home. but she def has big spooned him too it’s a 50/50 relationship we have equal roles people

What is their favourite sleeping position:

no lie, both spread out like starfish in their bed.

Who steals all the blankets:

Jo. Alex is a space heater and doesnt need blankets she freezes and likes being snuggled up and warm

What they wear to bed:

I mean some nights, nothing, but like jo def loves Alex’s old Iowa state shirts or his wrestling shirts from HS that smell like him. an old worn in t-shirt, anything with a pair of booty shorts or his boxers even. and Alex will just wear a t-shirt and boxers or flannels in the winter.

Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt:

Alex wholeheartedly loves when jo wears his shirts unless its his favorite flannel and she steals it “come on, jo. you know that’s my favorite one. I wear it all the time.” its exactly why she takes it.

Who falls asleep mid-conversation:

jo, unintentionally. sometimes the insomnia hits and she won’t have slept for a couple days so when life catches back up to her she will fall asleep randomly. even more so while pregnant and right after their daughter is born. she just “night night Josephine”

Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares:

they both have their fair share of horrid nightmares. Alex’s deal a lot with his trauma of growing up. his mom pulling various knives on his siblings and dad attacking them. even nightmares of jo leaving him like Izzie did and he wakes up without her.

jo’s are terrifying as well. she dreams that Paul’s death was just an illusion and that hes still out there and he’ll still come and get her. she wakes up drenched in a cold sweat and Alex holds her and they pull up his death certificate on the gsm database to prove it. she also has nightmares about being abandoned again. dreams of herself as a baby, dreams of her mother leaving her at that firestation. horrid nightmares. and Alex just holds her. she also has many nightmares about Alex abandoning her too just like her mother abandoned her but he’s never done that he’s always there when she wakes up and everything is okay again

Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep:

jo is an absolute horrible bed partner. she does NOT sleep still. she will move around so much during sleep its dangerous. yes, Alex did wake up with a bruise across his cheek one night from an elbow to the face...

Who can’t keep their hands to themself:

both of them. theyre notorious horndogs no autocorrect they are not corndogs please stop correcting me when you’re wrong

and just because, im throwing in the parenting meme one too bc my heart melts

packs the lunches

Alex. he gets up with the kids in the mornings and also we do not trust jo to make their children food. she’d feed them boxed Mac n cheese and take out the entirety of their lives. and while they love that and Alex wouldn’t care if it was jsut them, their kids need real food. he packs them lunchables and uncrustables but at least its a little more of a variety.

blows raspberries while cuddling

jo, more so. they both do, but jo LOVES a good chunky baby belly she can blow raspberries onto. and yes she leaves maroon lipstick marks on chubby cheeks and bellies.

is the tickle monster

Alex. and she runs to mommy to save her from daddy! “oh, now you want mommy, huh? as soon as daddy is the tickle monster all you want is mommy? not when I wanted cuddles, or we picked you up from daycare or I dont know, I gave birth to you and wanted snuggles you cry and want daddy but now hes the tickle monster you want me?” and jo scoops her up and tries saving her but ultimately they lose and get attacked in their very large bed by the tickle monster.

gives life lesson speeches

they both do just depending on the situations.

when the girls start dating, jo sits them all down separately, and explains to them a bit of her past. letting them know that no man should ever lay hands on them. she teaches them how to defend themselves and Alex ofc shows them in example how women should be treated. Alex makes it clear that if a guy or girl ever should treat his daughters or his son in any other way than he treats jo, that he needs to know and gOD forbiD one of them lay a finger on one of his children there WILL be hell to pay. jo obviously consoles him in front of her children but tells him “u already have a record. if anyone lays hands on our children I will be putting them in the ground not you”

kisses the boo-boos

Alex he is a pushover and 100% makes sure all boo-boos are kissed and even when the kids are way too old for having their boo-boos kissed, he makes sure the bandaids that are no longer avengers or dinosaur or unicorn or princess themed, have been properly kissed. even through protests of “dad, im not five anymore I dont need my bandaids kissed” “how do you expect them to heal, then, CJ? you’re my most clumsy kid, and I have had to kiss all your boo-boos and never once have I not. thats why you’re still in once piece”

breaks the bad news

jo makes Alex do it most times. she claims she’s the fun parent and tries to stay the fun parent by making Alex break bad news like “we cannot get another dog” she blames it on Alex but then brings home a puppy the following week.

joins the PTA

listen. LISTEN. when Greyson started big kid school, in kindergarten, they placed her in private school to give her everything they didnt have growing up. jo was determined to make sure she gave her daughter everything made sure she felt loved and was spoiled it was terrible. so jo, of course, sent her to Seattle Elementary academy and was not paying attention when she signed some forms signing up to be in the PTA. she loathed it so much and “Alex im sorry I cant do this. I know we wanted to give Gracie everything we didnt have growing up but I cant take it I cant take the private school. the volunteer hours the strict dress code violations? she is FIVE. I also have to volunteer FORTY HOURS this year alone. no! I am a surgeon, a mother of two and im pregnant! I do not have time for this! all these PTA moms are stay at home moms who have nothing better to do than gossip about their neighbors and drink wine. and I swear to god if I have to hear about Jessica’s fucking essential oils pyramid scheme one more time I will shove those oils so far up her a––” “Jo! Look, Ali, mommy’s here!” Alex interrupts her just in time. he doesnt blame her. those private school moms are quiet the handful. every time, one of them has the nerve to hit on him. “and I swear, if one more of those moms hits on you in front of me, im going to backhand her with my engagement ring on. no hate to most of them, but theyre too much” they end up ending Gracie, and Ali and the rest of the kids to public school just like they had grown up in and did just fine.

crashes sleepovers with embarrassing stories

oh one hundred and ten percent Alexander Michael Karev. he will find any moment to break out embarrassing stories and photos. hell, even when Zola, Bailey, ellis, Sofia, Harriet, scout, any of the bunch come over he’ll embarrass them too!

gives the crazy nicknames

not really either of them (that ive figured out in the moment) (the kkc kids do not have crazy nicknames yet) (we jsut have Gracie for Greyson, Ali for Alice, and CJ for Cristina Jo. Alexis goes by Sissy because of Alexis and Alexa and Eli usually goes by bubba seeing as how that’s what the twins have called each other growing up with Izzie and that stuck)

thank you so much for these! I loved loved loved doing them! even threw in some KKC universe things so if yall have questions about that feel free to ask I will share! tho there is yet to have a fic out about them yet… its been a bit difficult with writers block /:

#jolex #kkc universe #this turned into partially kkc stuff whoops #cici writes #ask coco

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seapandora · 3 years

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Illusion, Part 3/?

Illusion｜Part 3/?

Bucky x oc!Lori

Warnings: Angst, betrayal, swearing, torture, violence

A/N: Part 3 already. And so many more parts to go! I´d be lying if I said I wasn’t tired of this particualr fic every now and then. Luckily for me, my brain knew this would happen. So, the old full part 3 and 4 are both done. Now I just have to edit them. I hope you guys enjoyed this holiday themed part, the next two parts will also be hoiday themed. I wanted them to be released before Christmas, but oh well… Again I hope you guys enjoyed this one! Comment/ share and like if you can! GIF-cred to owner as always! Holler if you want to be put on the taglist!

Summary: Reader is a supersoldier, one of a number, one of nine. Hydra´s backup for the asset. The group was started in 1974 and has been working under the radar, training for the day when the asset no longer exists. Lori is the only one left. Left in a cryo, she wasn’t discovered until 2023 when a certain captain and his buddy found her.

Words: 6557

Taglist: @selfsun

2024

December was a weird month. It was dark and gloomy, but full of light and happiness. Bucky had been planning the trip to Steve for a while. He was always visiting Steve around Christmas-time, but he had a special plan this time. Lori would come with him, Sam would too. But it was the first time Lori would meet Steve. She knew all about him by now. Steve knew off her, but seeing as he wasn´t military or an avenger anymore, and he didn´t have access to her files. He only knew what Bucky had told him.

Lori had been made aware of the plans in advance so that she could plan a good gift for Americas golden boy. Even if the stories Bucky had told her didn´t paint him in that light. She liked hearing Bucky talk about Steve, and the time before the war. He had retrieved most of his memories from that time, but he liked talking about it because it made him feel less like a monster. Lori had thought long and hard about what she would get Steve. She really wanted to impress him.

December 23rd rolled around a lot quicker than anyone had expected, despite December being a very quiet month, with just one, very simple, mission. This was the day they were visiting Steve in his cabin. Peggy had passed away a few years earlier. Despite Steve going back in time, he hadn´t been able to change Peggys destiny, or her cause of death. It had taken a toll on the former Captain, but he was beginning to be happy, finally. He had his art and the occasional visit from his friends, and of course he had the kids he had made with Peggy.

Bucky was beyond nervous for letting the two super-soldiers meet, but he was looking forward to hear Steves thoughts on Lori. He was driving with Lori and Sam. The others had been sent on a mission the night before, and would be home that afternoon, meaning they missed out on meeting Steve. They had all agreed to go meet up with Steve around New Years instead. Lori sat in the back listening to music while Sam sat besides Bucky. They were bickering like always and Lori had decided music was the best way to cut them out.

“Newbie, hey Lori… Are you even listening?” Sam asked and reached back to grab her leg. Lori wisely moved her leg out of the way and slapped Sams arm. “What do you want potoo?” She asked and raised her eyebrows at the man in the passenger seat. She had taken to calling him potoo about a month ago, for no other reason than to piss him off. At first Sam hadn´t understood the joke but he had done some research and found out that potoos were weird-looking birds with crazy eyes. He wasn´t ashamed to admit that he was offended at first, but only until he realized that Lori would have had to go out of her way to look up weird birds to give him a nickname that was special to her, and her alone. After he realized that he had no issues with it. “We´re about to arrive so put your shoes and jacket on,” he explained and nodded to a small cabin showing up on the road in front of them.

She did as she was told. She wasn´t sure why, but Sam had accepted her as if she was his younger sister and despite everything, Lori trusted Sam. More than anyone really. Apart from Bucky of course, but Bucky was different. Much between Lori and Bucky was different. Bucky was the first one Lori had opened up to. She had already told him a lot about herself and her time with Hydra. He knew about most of the bad stuff she had been forced into. He had also seen her at her worst.

In October Lori had begun showing signs of post traumatic stress disorder, a disorder Helen had later given her. It had started with Lori being unable to sleep and she had instead stayed up for longer than she should. When she did start sleeping she had nightmares, bad ones. They were about her time in Hydra. Some were just filled with images of the people she had killed, others were about her missions. But most of her nightmares were about the punishments Hydra would give her. The nights they would tie her to a bed and torture her.

Lori would wake up in tears, and she wouldn´t dare to go back to sleep after that. One rainy, cold night Lori had gotten up and walked to Buckys room. She was originally planning to go to Sam and talk to him, but something had enticed her to go to Bucky instead. Her subconcious had said Bucky would understand her situation better. He had been awake and he had let Lori sleep in his bed curled up to his chest for the rest of the night. He had read somewhere that hearing calming sounds, such as rain patter, or a heartbeat, could be helpful, and thats what he tried to be.

That was the first night in a few weeks she had slept well. From that night Bucky made sure that Friday watched Lori during the nights, and he would be right outside knocking on her door when Friday alerted him to changes in her sleep. Lori really appreciated it. She appreciated Bucky for wanting to help her, and wanting the best for her. He was constantly there for her, even when she didnt know she needed him.

The air hit her as Sam opened the door for her. She was in the midst of tying her left shoe. It was cold, enough for both Lori and Bucky to want a jacket, and Sam was wearing a thicker jacket. He didnt have super-soldier serum, so he wasn´t as resistent to the cold as the two others. Being who he was he often complained about it as well, and he could become very grumpy when Lori or Bucky weren´t cold. It wasn´t fair in his books. He grumbled as he pulled the jacket closer around himself while Bucky and Lori kept theirs opened.

Steve was standing on the little patio in front of the cabin leaning on his cane. “I´ve got a fire going inside and Brooke made us all hot chocolate before she left, so come inside and get comfortable,” he said and smiled before he walked back into his cabin. Sam and Bucky followed after him while Lori took a bit longer. She didn´t analyze her surroundings, she trusted Bucky and Sam and their judgment. If they felt safe in the environment, so did Lori. Bucky looked back to her and chuckled before he stretched his hand out to her. “Come on slow-poke,” he chuckled and watched as Lori took some slow steps up the stairs.

Lori gently took Buckys hand and let him guide her inside. They all took of their shoes, considering Steve himself claimed to be old to want to vaccuum every second day. Bucky helped Lori with her jacket and hung it up for her before they made their way further into the cabin. The seating area was small, and felt smaller with the original supersoldier, and the first winter soldier. Sure Steve had lost a bit of his muscle mass but he was still tall and he filled up a space like no bodys business. Bucky was just buff in general, muscular, tall-ish, and his broad shoulders really made him look bigger. Sam wasn´t as big as the other two, but he was still tall and muscular. Lori wasn´t small either, but she had a very different baseline from which the serum worked.

They all sat in silence for a while until Sam coughed a bit. “So Steve, meet Lori,” he said and gestured to Lori who waved shyly from her seat besides Bucky. “Lori, where are you from? I´ve heard a bit about you, but when were you born? And where?” He asked with a kind smile. He didn´t want to overdo things already, but he needed to know who she was before he trusted her. Before he could trust her to be around Bucky. Lori looked at him and played with her fingers. “Ehum, I was born in 1959 inSweden,” she answered and looked down at her hands. She didn´t feel intimidated by the supersoldier, but she felt like she had to show him respect. He was older, wiser and a better human being than she was.

Steve nodded and proceeded to ask Bucky and Sam about their latest mission. All to allow Lori to warm up to him. He didn´t want her to be nervous around him, he wanted her to consider him an ally, someone she could talk to if she needed. Lori stayed close to Bucky but looked around Steves cabin. There were one or two famous paintings as well as a few black and white sketches. Some were clearly of Peggy, a woman Lori would recognize anywhere. A few were of Bucky and Steve from what seemed like way back, possibly the time of the war. A few were simple landscapes, around the compound area. Lori had been on enough runs to recognize the scenery. Steve watched her and looked up at the sketches. “What do you think?” He asked and smiled at Lori.

She looked to Steve and then back to the sketches. “They´re beautiful. But I can´t say I´m not feeling a little uneasy by seeing a different Bucky.” She explained and sighed as she glanced to the Bucky she knew. “Oh, he isn´t different. Not really anyways, just hardened by what happened to him. When I see him I still see the Bucky from the 30´s and 40´s. He just takes longer to show that side of himself.” Steve argued and stood up. “Come with me, I´ll show you more sketches,” he said and smiled as he walked towards a room to the north of the cabin. Lori stood up as well and followed Steve.

The room was smaller than Lori had expected, but it didn´t have any furniture apart from a desk and a chair. However the walls were filled with pencil sketches. It was sketches of everything between heaven and hell. She looked around in awe and crossed her arms over her stomach. Sure the room wasn´t big but Lori felt small around the art. It was so beautiful, and meaningful, without Steve having to say so. Lori looked closer on a specific sketch of Bucky. She checked the date on it and realized it had been done in the summer of 2018. That meant it was done after the snap, Bucky was gone by then. Steve noticed her looking at it and sighed. “We lost everything in the snap. For a few months I didn´t know what I was going to do.” Steve said softly and sighed as he sat down on the chair.

“Natasha took over the Avengers, or whatever it was by then. I couldn´t be around it all, I didn´t want to be around it all. I took over Sam´s VA-group, not that it was a VA-group by then. It was a way to help people understand what had happened.” Steve said quietly and drummed his fingers on the table. “I spent most of the five years sketching and trying to help people. I owed that to the world.” He continued. Lori looked at him and frowned. “But you did save the world. You reversed the snap, and you saved those who had been taken,” Lori exclaimed and tilted her head.

Steve smirked a bit and shook his head. “I wasn´t alone in doing that, and Tony was the one to actually reverse it. “He said and rubbed the back of his head. Sitting there at his desk in front of the window with the snow falling outside, he looked lonely. “As true as that might be. I read that you were the one to inspire him to come back. That without you two making up, the world wouldn´t have been saved.” Lori said as her eyes slid over a sketch of Iron Man himself. Steve had sketches of all the team-members, well the original team-members at least.

“You and Bucky, huh?” He asked and Lori froze before she snapped her head towards Steve. “Wha… what? Me and Bucky, what?” She asked and looked terrified for a second before the look turned into confusion. “Oh you two aren´t fondueing?” He asked with a smirk, which he dropped as he saw the utter confusion on Lori´s face. “You´re not a couple? Youre not dating?” He asked instead and stood up from the chair. Lori just shook her head with a frown. “Oh wow, I´m sorry. It´s just the way you look at each other and the way you talk to each other and touch each other,” he said trying to explain his questions.

Lori looked down at her hands and sighed. “I… I like Bucky. He´s… he´s been very udnerstanding with me. I feel like there´s a trust between us that I´ve never had before. I really like Sam too, but more like a brother than anything.” She mumbled and picked at her fingers, a sign Steve often saw in people who were nervous. “Have you told Bucky about how you feel, or has he talked to you?” Steve asked and looked at her with interest. “No, no, no, I´m pretty sure he doesn´t feel that way,” Lori said quickly and put her hands up. Steve gave her a knowing look but nodded. “Alright, well I´m sorry I spoke on it when I was clearly unaware of the real situation. But please talk to Bucky about it. I´m sure it will all work out!” He said with a smile before he led Lori back into the livingroom.

Bucky looked up as Steve and Lori came back in. “Has he shown you all his sketches now?” He asked with a smile before he stood up to get the bag of gifts they had brought over. Lori smiled at Bucky and nodded her head. She couldn´t shake the feeling of what Steve had told her, and asked her about. She really hoped she´d get over it soon enough. She wasnt sure she was ready to make any of her feelings known. And she wasn´t even sure Bucky would care.

1973

Spring had rolled in with tons of rain. Lori wasn´t allowed outside but she heard it through the nights, and water was running down the cement-walls of her cell. It was wet and cold. Lori

hated it. She had never done anything to deserve this. She had never hurt a soul, she never wanted to hurt anyone. Now that was the only thing she did. Her captors forced her against soldiers every day, and so far she hadn´t lost one fight. If she had she wouldn´t be around. She did her best to stay in their good graces to not be tortured.

It had been a success, they hadn´t tied her to a bed in months. That meant Lori hadn´t been in any pain she couldn´t handle in a long time. If relief was a feeling she could still have she had it now. They had also given her a better mattress and a thicker blanket. It was awful that this was what Lori had begun to associate with something good. But her current situation had turned into being her new safe, her new norm.

She had just been woken up by loud banging in the hallway outside her cell. She had immediately gone into a fighting stance. Her entire existence was based on defeating others. Guards entered her room, there was five or six of them now, considering Lori had become quite strong since they started the super-serum experiment on her. She could easily take down two of the guards at once, but she had issues taking down four or more guards, they were quite strong themselves.

They blindfolded Lori and brought her out of the cell and past her usual training rooms. She knew the hallways fairly well by now. She was more scared when she felt fresh air and rain on her skin. She was outside. They had taken her outside. Lori hadn´t been outside since she was taken. It was strange, and she was now terrified. Would they kill her? Shoot her and dump her into a hole and then cover it up? Lori didn´t know and she wasn´t sure she wanted to know.

Lori could hear the sound of a car close by but she didn´t have time to think about it before she was pushed into the backseat of a car. She was uncomfortable but her arms weren´t tied so she could adjust herself. The guards told her to stay put, and she didn´t dare do anything else. The car started to move and Lori held on to the seats. She didn´t have any sense of direction and had to struggle against falling over whenever the car took a turn.

After an hour or so the car stopped and Lori felt hands tugging at her arms. She moved her legs out of the car and then the rest of her body. The hands guided her down some stairs and into some sort of damp bunker-like area. The floor was rough and Lori wasn´t wearing any shoes. It was clearly cement but she could smell something metallic and her best guess was that it was either the piping, of the bunker-like place, or iron covered walls.

She was dragged to a room which was slightly warmer. After the experiment, Lori had become more aware of her surroundings. It was as if an entirely different part of her brain had been unlocked. The blindfold was removed and she blinked at the light and squinted her eyes. She refrained from reaching up to cover her eyes from the light. Her bad aclimatizing to the light meant she wasn´t ready for the slap that landed on her left cheek abrubtly turning her head. Lori groaned and closed her eyes again. She didn´t reach up to touch her cheek. There wasn´t any need to, that wouldnt be the last hit.

2024

The quartet ate smores and drank hot chocolate while exchanging gifts with each other. Well it was really the three avengers giving gifts to the retired avenger. They had gotten together and brainstormed Steves gifts one night and had then gone their separate ways to get them. Bucky had gotten Steve a new set of Aquarells and generally new supplies since he knew Steve was always running low by the end of the year. Sam had managed to get a deal on a warehouse just a few blocks away which now was Steves. It was a place he could store either his sketches or furniture from his house to fill it with more sketches.

Lori who barely knew Steve, but wanted to be liked by him, had gone all out. She had gifted him with a paid vacation to the Stockholm archepelago. It was the city she was from and she had always loved the ocean as a kid. Steve quickly declined her gift but Lori insisted. It was her wish that Steve would get to go there and make beautiful sketches in peace and not have to worry about anyone else. She had seen some of his landscape sketches and knew he could do amazing things with the right view.

They stayed for a bit longer, but decided that they should head back at around 3 pm. Steve had his family arriving later in the evening and wanted to clean up a bit, and the three avengers had to get back to the compound to start setting up things for christmas. They also had to get a tree on their way back. Sam asked Bucky to drop him halfway home. He had a few buisness to attend to. Bucky and Lori could get the tree themselves. The tree-farm was quite close to the compound, just one turn off actually. Bucky pulled up to the forest area and got out of the car pulling his jacket a bit tighter. They didn´t really get cold anymore but the wind still made his skin crawl.

A perfect tree stood right in front of them. Bucky thought it was perfect at least. Nearly every tree was perfect in his mind. He really didn´t care too much. Celebrating Christmas was something he did just for the others, he himself didn´t feel much of a connection to the holiday. Most of his previous ones had been spent killing or sleeping. He looked over to Lori, well, where she was supposed to be, but he couldnt find her. “Lori?” He called out and began to look around the trees to see if he could find her. The trees were quite a bit taller than Bucky and Lori was shorter than Bucky. She could have easily sneaked off and he wouldn´t be able to find her. She was a spy after all, and she had been trained by some of the best.

If she didn´t want to be found Bucky wouldn´t find her, but he did start to panick a bit when he had been searching for a few minutes. It wasn´t a big place, she couldn´t just disappear. He had half a mind to try and call her when she came out from behind a tree looking for him. “Where did you go?” He asked with his voice slightly raised. “You can´t just run off,” he explained and sighed as he noticed Lori moving back a bit. He quickly realized it was because he raised his voice at her. He shook his head and held her hands up. “I´m sorry, I didn´t mean to raise my voice at you, I was worried. Did you find a tree you like?” He asked and gave Lori a soft smile to try and ease the blow from before.

Lori nodded and pointed in the direction of a row of trees a bit further into the farm. It was obvious why they had been placed farther away from where people would typically go. The trees were smaller and less perfect. Not awful, just slightly less ideal for a Christmas tree. “Are you sure doll? The compound is pretty big and we want a tree that can flourish in the environment, right?” He asked as he looked at the trees. If it truly was what Lori wanted he wouldn´t argue and he wouldn´t complain. Lori looked over at Bucky and pouted a bit. “I know they´re not traditionally beautiful, but there´s a charm to them, don´t you agree?” She asked softly and touched one of the trees´ branches.

Bucky didn´t have the strength to say no to her so he simply nodded and stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Pick whichever one you like the most,” he said, defeat clear in his voice. He wasn´t actually upset with it though, why would he be? It was just a christmas tree. Lori walked around for a bit longer before she decided on a tree that stood around 5´6 feet tall. Bucky happened to know the average christmas tree was 7 ft tall. He hadn´t googled that, nope, not at all… He hadn´t googled Swedish Christmas traditions to be able to give Lori something sepcial either. Not that he had found much, and he felt like he had to talk to Lori about it before he put his plan to work.

They got the tree into the car and Bucky drove them back to the compound once they had paid for the tree. “I was looking online for something I could do for you and I found some old, well not old, traditions. Like a showing of Donald Duck, or something at 3 pm Swedish time, which is like 9 am here, tomorrow. I´ve fixed us a VPN so you can watch it if you´d like.” He said and stared hard at the road ahead of them. Lori glanced at him and smiled to herself. “I haven´t seen the Donald Duck Christmas showing since I was five or something, I´d love to watch it.” She answered and hugged herself as she curled up in the seat. It was beautiful outside, quiet and light. The road to the compound was mostly unused. The lower-level agents had all gotten the holidays off and if any situation came up the Avengers were stepping in. They had had a few months off when Lori was found and were now getting that time back.

Considering the compound was empty the snow was clean, and it was glimmering in the light of the car. It was dark out by now, but a few lanterns had been placed along the road, which meant it wasn´t pitchblack. Lori looked out the window and let out a silent sigh. Her first couple of Christmas celebrations had been amazing, but around the age of 8 or so her mother had stopped caring about making christmas special for Lori. She was rarely home ,and if she was she had been drunk and Lori´s christmas had been ruined. Her father had never been around and she didn´t have any other family.

Bucky patted her leg and hummed. “So Donald Duck tomorrow. Would you like your present tomorrow as well. I read that that was also a tradition?” He asked and frowned a bit. Lori looked at him and chuckled. “You´ve surely done youre homework. Yes we do get our presents the 24th, but I dont mind waiting until the 25th, it´s not a big deal,” she explained and shrugged. Bucky nodded and smiled. “Alright, well I want you to tell me what you want from this Christmas. It´s your first in many many years, and I want you to enjoy it!” He said as he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel.

Lori blushed and bit her lip. “I´m sure I´ll enjoy it as long as the team is around. You guys have done so much for me and I feel like you are all family to me.” she mumbled and pulled at the sleeves of her sweater which were sticking out under the sleeves of her jacket. Bucky smiled and reached over to take her hand. “We are your family, and you will always be safe with us.” He said and stroke the back of her hand.

Sure the two had spent nights together, after nightmares, but it had just been cuddles and hugs. But this felt different? Or maybe that was just Lori overthinking. Had something happened at Steves, or did she just now start to see the way Bucky interacted with her. He was always attentive to her needs and he always seemed to put her thoughts, and wishes first.

Bucky pulled into the garage at the compound and Lori got out of the car and got to open the trunk to get the tree. She wasn´t quick enough, and only managed to get the trunk open before Bucky gently nudged her out of the way and picked the tree up. Lori huffed a bit but backed away to give Bucky some space. “You could have just said you wanted to take it, instead of pushing me over,” she said and crossed her arms. Bucky laughed at her antics. “Hey did you want to carry it? I don´t mind” he shrugged. Lori shook her head and pouted. “No, you choose this, now you have to live with that choice,” She said and stomped over to the door holding it open for him.

She may be pouty but she wasn´t an asshole. Bucky chuckled once more and walked through the door she held open. “Thank you, do you want to go freshen up before we start decorating? I think the team is back, so you can catch up with Wanda and Peter if he´s still here” Bucky said. He didn´t want to crowd her or take up all of her time when he was certain that she and Wanda had a lot of things to talk about. They had grown so close in the past month. Lori had also gotten close to the young Parker-boy. Something that made Bucky a little uneasy at first, but he had quickly realized Lori only saw Peter as a younger brother, someone who helped her with technology and such.

Wanda made herself known quickly with a loud squeal as she ran to Lori to hug her. Lori hugged her back tightly and laughed a bit as Wanda showed her images of the mission. She often did that if it was something funny that one of the others didn´t want to be shared. Wanda pulled her to the kitchen so they could get something to eat and drink. Bucky was in turn left to his own demise as he was carrying the tree. He placed it down in the livingroom before he got Thor and Loki to help him get some decorations. They had a few boxes in the attic and Bucky didn´t feel like taking a million trips up and down the elevator.

The two gods had become regulars at the compound. Loki liked Lori a lot, she was just as tricky as he was and she liked to play pranks on Sam and Peter. She had learned a few from Loki. Of course she didn´t have his magic, but he shared what he could on “normal” tricks. Lori was a quick learner. Loki had tried to implement magic into it but Lori wasn´t having any of it. It wasnt fair considering neither Sam nor Peter was magical. Both of the gods had been very keen on letting Lori in on their story. Her favorite storyline so far was what had happened with Hela. She liked the fact that facing Hela had brought out the best in the brothers. Thor had been able to harnes his complete power and Loki had learned he wasn´t entirely bad.

All the christmas decorations had been moved down from the attic by Bucky and the gods while Lori was catching up with Wanda and Peter. Sam had made his way back to the compound as well during that time. Once Lori was all caught up on the mission the three of them made their way to the livingroom where they saw all the boxes with decorations. Lori looked around and frowned a bit. “We figured you´d want to take charge of the decorating,” Bucky explained as he looked around at all the boxes. Lori looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “Well, I´definitely going to need some help,” She replied and huffed softly. Bucky laughed and nodded. “We´ll all help you, don´t worry about that” he smiled and got to setting the tree up. The foot needed assembling and well, the girls didn´t seem too interested and the gods had no idea what to do. Sam had already given up any sort of responsibility when it came to decorating.

Lori walked over to a box and opened it to see what was inside. Ornaments of all colours, shapes and sizes met her. She wasn´t a big fan of, over the top, decorating, and instead wanted to go for something more simple. She wanted the tree to look beautiful, and so her colors of choice were red and silver. It was simplistic but it fit them all. Well apart from Loki, but they would have reindeers up and around the compound. The rest of the avengers had grey or red incorportated into their suits and daily clothes. It would all feel more close-knit to Lori if she could see colors she felt comfortable with.

Wanda helped her a bit and used her powers to hang the ornaments in the windows and such. Peter was busy setting his aunts room up, for when she was coming over for Christmas. The gods were mostly standing around watching Lori and Wanda pick ornaments and decorate the livingroom. After a little while they moved to the kitchen and then the hallways. Bucky looked around after a little while noticing Lori and Wanda had left the room. He had been so invested in making sure the tree was standing safetly. “Hey where did Lori go?” He asked the gods who nodded towards the hallway.

He walked slowly wanting to give Lori and Wanda as much time as possible to hang their decorations, but he needed a few minutes alone with Lori. He found the two women after just a short while and smiled at their decorating skills. It was a bit of a mess actually but that was a later problem. “Hey Lori, can I talk to you for a sec?” He asked and frowned as he crossed his arms and waited for her go ahead. Lori tilted her head and thought for a second before she looked at Wanda, who nodded in approval. “I´ll finish up this hallway,” she said and nudged Lori towards Bucky. Lori groaned but walked over to Bucky ready to follow him, wherever he wanted to go.

Bucky smiled and held out his hand for Lori to take before he guided her down the hall to his room. He wanted them to have some privacy. Lori happily took his hand and followed him to his room. She wasn´t sure what he wanted to talk about but she was sure she wouldn´t mind. She liked the alone time she spent with Bucky. She took a quick look around Buckys room before she sat down on his bed, to which he had motioned. Bucky sat down besides her and turned to her taking both of Lori´s hands in his own. He was constantly in awe of how Lori didn´t seem to mind his metal arm and hand. She had no issues with the coldness that came from it. “So what was it you wanted to talk about?” Lori asked as she looked at Bucky. He looked so different from the pictures she had seen in his file. His hair was short, but she liked it. She understood why he had cut his hair. It was a reminder of his time with Hydra, and cutting it off was a way to leave that behind.

His hands were shaking slightly as he took a deep breath. “I… I´ve been meaning to talk to you for a while. Steve talked to me today, avbout it. And I kind of realized I had to… yeah I had to do this today,” he said and sighed. “Lori… I, I´m in love with you,” he said quietly and looked down at their hands. He could feel Lori freeze, her hands went stiff but she soon seemed to relax. She lot go of his metal hand and gently gripped Buckys chin to tilt his head up. He looked at her and felt his face heat up under her gaze. Blushing wasn´t something he was used to, emotions even less so.

Lori smiled and leaned forward pressing her lips against Buckys. She could feel him still for a second before he melted into the kiss and grabbed her hand a little tighter. “Does… does this mean you feel the same?” Bucky asked as they broke for air. Lori giggled and nodded. “Yeah, I like you too,” she said and gave him a quick kiss. “How about we get back out, and we finish up decorating,. Eat some good food, and then I´ll be all yours tonight if you want, or we could go for a whole lot of cuddles,” she said and bit her lip before she stood up and wiped her hands on her pants. Bucky stood up as well and hummed. “I´d like to spend the evening with you, but I have to go out and get some last minute presents,” he sighed.

1973

Her new bosses where hard on her. She hadn´t been this beaten up in a long time, maybe that was why she had been moved. It didn´t do her any good to dwell on it however, and hence she didn´t after the first day. She learned to follow orders, she learned not to talk back. She learned to be a compliant soldier.

The schedule she had been put on was brutal. At most she got four hours of undisturbed sleep, and those days she was lucky. Usually the nights were filled with screams making it near impossible to sleep more than a few minutes at the time. The days were filled with drills and training. She was trained in different languages, dancing, and general spy-subjects.

In the few weeks she had been in her new prison she had learned proper french and russian. From before she had been forced to learn german and spanish. Swedish and english were languages she had known from before Hydra. She had overheard her captors talk about her learning italian and arabic as well.

And she did, it took her months but by mid august Lori was almost a perfect spy. The only thing she was lacking was the field-experience. And she would get that sooner than she thought. The very same month to be precise. It wasn´t a big mission, and it wouldn´t matter a lot if Lori failed, even if she would be punished hard if she did. But there was no risk in it for Hydra.

It was supposedly a simple elimination-mission, and the target wasn´t anyone too famous, but they had become a small threat to Hydra. Lori started by stalking the target for two days, they were simple, and obsessive about their schedule. Lori was able to take them out on her third day. She was then collected by Hydra and taken back to her prison without as much as a thank you or confirmation that she had done a good job.

When they got back to the holding place she was taken to her cell and left there for a few days. It wasn´t until five days later she got her next meal, and only after she had been through a thorough beating which left her forgetting her own name. When she came too she was back in her cell with half-eaten food in front of her and a small glass of water. She didn´t trust it for a second but swallowed it all down in seconds.

Her trust would earn her another beating. She wasn´t supposed to trust anything that was half eaten. She was not to make that mistake again, she was told. That was the first night in months she had cried herself to sleep. At the old place she had had a mattress and a nice blanket, now she had neither. She had her clothes to cushion the floor and to cover her from the cold in the room.

She had never thought it could get worse, but these new people. They were pure evil and Lori knew they would break her, and if they didn´t someone else would get the chance. That was her curse, ever since she became a super soldier. People wanted to break her, to be able to rebuild her.

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MAN OF HONOR (PART ONE)

Summary: You were dreading a certain wedding you were involved in, desperate to find a suitable date that could pass as your fake boyfriend. Luckily, Bucky Barnes had nothing better to do.

Notes: NSFW (18+), Swearing

For the fourth time, your head had met the counter. It didnt help that Tony used the most expensive granite he could find, well then it again it might help with the impact. You groaned out, the thought brimming once again you had to fly away tomorrow to your little sister’s wedding. It wasn’t only the fact she was younger than you, it was the fact she was most definitely making it known she is getting hitched off before you are - which makes you the exhibit of the wedding. You weren’t prepared for all of the comments of you being old, needing to get married - kids. The whole shabang. Now two days away, you had exhausted every possible option of a date - you were at your wits end. Sitting in your misery, you heard a soft laugh above you. Flickering your eyes upward, you saw your best friend clearly amused by the fact you could possibly be acting over dramatic.

“You know, it doesn’t help much - banging your head on the counter.” Wanda smirked, pouring you a small cup of coffee.

“You’re right, if its not a headboard its not worth it.” You coughed out, wiping away the small ache you had collected to your forehead.

“Just so you know, you haven’t asked…everyone.” Wanda smirked once again, bringing her coffee to sip.

You already began to shake your head, the thought that she planted was already being pushed out of your mind. There was no way in hell you were going to ask the only bachelor left in the Avengers compound.

“Are you insane?” You knitted your brow, “Mr. Grouch? there’s no way.”

“Oh come on, he’s not that bad.” Wanda defended, and she motioned to the workout facility.

“No. Wanda. I’m not. He’s a huge pain in the ass.” You rolled your eyes, hoping she would deter already from the topic, “Besides. He wouldn’t go anyways.”

You shuffled throughout the halls, nearing the workout area. As much as you fought it, it was your only hope to show up to the wedding with some dignity. You already could feel the confusion brimming in your mind, hearing a rather modern song begin to echo as you neared the door. Sure enough, it was a song you had heard just the other day - and you remembered writing it down. You always liked chainsmokers - and their newest hit was something you had been playing on repeat. Now it was ringing throughout the workout room. Your eyes had finally caught him, and you were genuinely surprised at how good he looked. You had only had a couple of interactions with him - obviously through Steve. You had heard stories of his past, he was the infamous Winter Soldier - but in honesty it didnt frighten you that much. He wasn’t that man anymore, now he was known as Steve Rogers best friend. You watched only for a lingering moment, taking in that he had clearly been working hard in here. His hair was pulled back, a few strands falling from his workout. He was covered in a sheen sweat, and you noticed yourself swallowing now. It was no secret he was fit, his frame was incredibly large - he could took take you out in mere seconds. Which is why you hesitated, but you needed to move forward.

“B-Bucky?” You choked out, and noticed the music was a little loud for him to hear you.

His hands met the punching bag, and you wanted to ignore it - but his low grunts from the blows was beginning to cause you to sweat.

“Bucky?” You nearly yelled out now, and finally he turned.

He was out of breath, and you noticed the front of his black shirt was slightly damp.

“Can I help you?” He huffed out, his expression clearly confused as to why you were talking to him.

“Uh- I was just, wondering-“ You stammered, your eyes flickering across his sweats hanging low to his waist.

“Wondering? What?” Bucky began to unwrap his flesh hand, and you noticed that they had grown slightly bloody from his harsh workout.

“Well I have this-“ You stammered even more, “I have a wedding this weekend. I know this sounds crazy, But I’ll do something for you in return if you could maybe, think about possibly-“

“Spit it out, Doll.” Bucky sighed, closing his eyes in slight annoyance.

“I have my little sisters wedding, and I need a date. My ex will be there, and I can’t go alone in front of my family.” You blurted it all out, and you realized you probably shouldn’t have mentioned it.

“Oh right. The one you asked Steve go to, and Sam…Let’s see who else” He cleary sounded annoyed now, and you knew how bad it sounded.

“Come on, Bucky-“ You choked out.

“No really, its flattering. Being your last choice. Is it because I’m Scary?” Bucky was now teasing, shaking his head as he walked away.

“Please.” You almost sounded begging, but you didnt care, “Please, Bucky.”

He stopped in his steps, and you had hoped that was a sign of him thinking about it.

“Fine.” He sighed out, “We’re leaving tomorrow?”

“Oh my god, thank you.” You couldn’t help your excitement, “Yes, yeah. we leave tomorrow.”

“I’m saying this now, just so we’re clear. I’m not your goddamn ken doll.” Bucky looked to you, his blue eyes nearly piercing to you.

“Yes. Of course.” You motioned, taking a deep breath, “Just, please. Be…nice?”

Bucky only glared to you, and you realized you could’ve gone without saying it.

“Oh I’ll be nice.” His eyes traveled you, “See you tomorrow.”

You released a sigh, as if you were holding your breath all this time.

Planes Suck. That was the only thought that was in your mind, but you managed to still look somewhat presentable. Already the two of you had conflict, Bucky explaining he was going to be late - which ended up him getting a flight an hour after yours. Which led you to this moment, waiting for him in the London airport. You took the time in the airport bathrooms, refreshing your waves - changing into your dress for the Brunch your Mother had planned for the wedding party. You went with the safe option, the peach and beige dress. It was classified as your lucky dress, whenever you wore it something wonderful happened - you were hoping today was the case. You sighed out, taking yet another glance to your watch - you only had 2 hours to get to the country house, and Bucky was still nowhere to be found. You pulled out your phone, ready to call him to see what the hell was taking so long. Your eyes flickered upwards in the right moment, and you were unsure of what to do with yourself. Without control, your mouth hung open - seeing Bucky finally walk towards you. You swallowed harshly, you had never seen him look so incredibly dapper. He wasn’t kidding, he wasn’t taking this lightly.

“Close your mouth, doll. Its just an outfit.” Bucky sighed, pulling your elbow up from the seat.

“Jesus, where the hell did you get that?” You finally choked out, your eyes still looking over the suit.

“Does it matter?” Bucky spoke softly, “It’s no tux.”

“Yeah but…shit. Thank you.” You blinked wildly, still feeling his hands guide you.

“You got it, Darlin’” Bucky had a teasing tone, already mocking you.

“Seriously, Be nice.” You already grew annoyed, knowing he was going to give you shit this whole trip.

You had to deal with it for two weeks.

You nearly cursed the car that it took you there in a hurry, and the sight of the country house made your skin now sweat. It had been 4 years since you had been here, your mother married to the man who had lived outside of London his whole life. You were the only one who decided to stay in America, which clearly made you some kind of an outcast. But now you were back in the house that most of your heartache resided in every visit. Most of all the man you used to love also lived near here, and you had found out he was a part of the wedding party. The thought of seeing him again, it made your heart nearly burst. He had caused you so much pain, yet he went on living his life as if nothing happened. Out of nervousness, you began to chew at the bottom of your lip - wondering if you could muster the courage to actually get out of the vehicle.

“Go before me.” Bucky sighed, and you watched him already remove himself from the car.

“Are you crazy? the whole point of you being here is to go in with me, at the same time.” You sighed out, following his actions.

Bucky smiled only for a moment, “I know what I’m doing, Doll. Get your ass in there.”

You rolled your eyes, knowing there was no point in arguing - if there was one thing you knew about Bucky was that he was stubborn, and didnt take the option of no very well. You straightened your dress, turning one last time to see him practically shooing you forward. Taking a deep breath, you moved across the lawn. You gripped at your coat, the near fall weather was causing goosebumps to prickle along your arms and legs. You knew you should’ve worn something else. Once your feet had hit inside of the home you knew, all eyes slowly turned to you.

“Oh, sweetie. Why didnt you wear the blue number I sent you?” Your mother shuffled to you, and quickly your little sister caught your eye.

“Teddybear!” Your little sister nearly squealed, and you shut your eyes to your nickname. It came because you carried the small stuffed bear your father gave you when you were little - needless to say they never let you live it down.

“Please dont call me that.” You grumbled out, feeling your mother already latch to you.

“Honey, I thought you were bringing a date-“ She sighed to your ear, and you knew it was coming.

“Did he stand you up?” Your little sister looked to you in mock sympathy, and you hated Bucky for staying at the car for whatever damn reason.

Just when you thought it couldn’t get worse, you saw your ex now flicker his eyes to you - and he hadn’t changed in expression. You thought you couldn’t breathe to the sight of him, and now a woman closely to his side. Of course he had a date. You removed your coat, your mother raising her brow to the sight of the dress you were wearing. Part of you wore it to spite her. Your mother opened her mouth, and you knew she was about to say something about it - that was until you felt a pair of hands to your back. Giving you no time to process, you understood why Bucky stayed behind. Your eyes shot open, feeling his soft lips crash to you within seconds. Knowing it mustve looked odd, you relaxed to the touch - and for a brief moment you began to taste his lips. You nearly whimpered, feeling his hands grip to the small of your back - and then he pulled away. Standing dumbfounded, you had to wipe slightly at your lips - god you weren’t expecting him to taste that good.

“There you are, sweetheart.” Bucky took a breath, and you watched his blue eyes look to you in complete amusement, “I already missed you.”

You finally looked to your mother, her mouth still dropped to what she just witnessed.

“M-Mom. this is-“

“James Buchanan Barnes, Ma’am. Nice to meet you.” Bucky flashed a incredibly charming smile, taking her hand to kiss softly.

“Why hello.” Your mother turned slightly pink, laughing at the action.

“You were right, Doll.” Bucky looked to you, still grinning, “You do get your beauty from your Mother.”

You couldn’t believe it, but you heard your mother practically giggle.

“Hi, Hello.” You sister fumbled forward to Bucky’s gaze, and he mirrored his action - taking her hand to his lips.

“Now, You must be the little sister.” Bucky winked, and you saw your sister’s lips turn in a grin, “Here’s to the lucky chrome dome who gets to marry you.”

She giggled too, and you nearly laughed at the sight.

He was good.

“Sorry about that.” Bucky placed his hand to your back, pulling you to his side, “Just can’t keep my hands off her.”

“Well, thats quite alright.” Your mother nodded to you, clearly approving.

“Still in that honeymoon stage, If you know what I mean ma’am.” Bucky winked, and you nearly gasped to the feeling his hand now at your backside.

You took it all in, and you were nearly ecstatic to the sight of your ex trying to get a better look at the two of you.

You were definitely winning.

As your family walked away to return to the party, you noticed Bucky keeping his hands to you.

“Where did that come from?” You turned to him in astonishment.

“1940s, Darlin.” Bucky sighed, pulling you into the home finally.

You managed to make it through the hell of brunch, giving you and Bucky no time to come up with a story. Most of the meal it was quick thinking, and at some point the both of you began to lose your match in stories. You still couldn’t believe that he was here, doing this for you - even if he was technically the last one you asked. Still you appreciated the gesture, but the realization came that you didn’t know Bucky as well as the others. Now here you were, your mother had planted the two of you in the guest bedroom - together.

“So I’m thinking I’ll sleep on the floor.” You coughed out, seeing Bucky already plant his suitcase to the bed.

“What are you, five? Don’t be ridiculous. We can sleep in the same bed” Bucky sighed out, opening the suitcase to grab clothing, “Shower?”

You motioned, swallowing harshly, “I’m just saying wouldn’t it be awkward, or whatever.”

He grinned teasingly to you, “Only if you make it awkward, darlin”

You took a deep breath, bringing the glass you took from brunch - thank god for alcohol. You turned suddenly, Bucky not giving a care in the world of your presence - removing his shirt.

“So we should probably discuss a story. Like how we started dating.” You choked out, “I mean my family knows everyone so it’s not like you’re a total stranger-”

You turned, not thinking anything of it - only to gasp out audibly. He was completely naked. Your mouth dropped, and you screwed your eyes shut - you even heard a soft laugh escape Bucky’s chest.

“If we’re going to be dating, might as well get comfortable, doll.” Bucky chuckled, and you felt him throw a material to your head.

“That doesn’t mean you should-” You did it again without thinking, this time your eyes couldn’t help but fall below the waistline - your mouth dropped again, you’d never seen someone so-

“Just say we met through Wanda, I thought you were cute - so I took you out.” Bucky walked the other direction, and you nearly whimpered to the sight of his ass. You shot your hand up just enough to cover his exposed skin.

“Okay fine just-” You swallowed yet again, “Dont think you can just walk around here naked”

“Why, make you nervous?” Bucky winked, shutting the door finally to the bathroom.

You huffed out, these two weeks were going to be hell.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fandom #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes #buckybarnes #marvel #bucky barnes smut

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might-guys-acorn · 4 years

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Just asked for the Shika/Naru/reader right before I saw your prompt list and I think 🛷 would be perfect for it with three instead of two 😋

Im so excited for this!! -🦎

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Shikamaru, Naruto

🛷- "Uh, I dont think this sled is made for three people."

The sound of Narutos laughter bounced off the blanket of white around you, your own laughter following as you dragged Shikamaru by the hand.

"I dont see why we couldnt just stay inside and watch movies." Shika sighed, muffled by the scarf you had wrapped around him, making sure he didnt get too cold.

"Dont be such a couch potato, Shika! We dont get snow like this everyday!!" Naruto yelled, already standing at the top of the hill, holding the old sled above his head. He'd insisted you all go play in the white fluff, and with the bright glow all around outside, there was no way you could resist either. Sure it was childish, but it wasnt often you all got time together and after everything this year had brought, you deserved a little fun.

You finally got Shikamaru up the hill, and turned to zip Naruto's coat up further. The last thing you needed was for the boys to get a cold; they both got so whiny when they were sick and it was a guarunteed housebound week for the three of you.

"You worry too much about us, Y/N." Shika stated from behind you, smirking at Naruto's grin from the attention.

"I'm your girlfriend, Im allowed." You stated, tunring on your heel to kiss his cheek, the snow under your feet crunching with each movement.

"Okay, sweetheart, enough babying handsome over here, we've got snow to play in!" Naruto stated, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing his head on your shoulder for a moment before turning to sit down on the creaking wood of the sled. You turned and laughed as you sat down too, scootching as close to Naruto as you could, leaving some room behind you for the other half of your heart.

"Cmon Shika!!! Itll be fun!" You turned, and flashed him your most winning smile.

"Uh, I dont think this sled is made for three people." Shikamaru stated, staring at the solid 4 inches of room behind you.

"Shh, just hold tight to me, handsome." You said, and he felt his heart flutter at your nickname. Whether uttered by your voice or Naruto's, his pulse raced and cheeks flushed everytime. He sat down, and engulfed you in his arms, trying to ignore the half of his body that was hanging off the sled.

"Away we go!!" Naruto yelled, lifting his legs to release the sled down the hill, and the increasing speed made his golden locks fly back to tickle your nose. At the sudden motion, Shika gripped tight behind you, but the lack of support underneath him overtook his weight, and next thing you know, halfway down the hill, your arms were ripped from Narutos waist as Shika pulled you down with him, the two of you giggling as you toppled into the snow. Once he reached the bottom of the hill, Naruto stood up and gazed at where his missing weight landed, seeing you and Shika cuddled up in the sea of white falling down the hill, and ran up to flop down on top of you.

"He cant have all the attention, Y/N!" He yelled before his body landed across where you and Shika's legs were entwined.

"I told you there wasnt room." Shikamaru laughed, tears in his eyes and his nose turning red from the cold. You tucked yourseld into his neck, and Naruto moved so he could trap you both in a hug underneath his body.

"I dont see you complaining, though." You said with a smile, kissing one nose and then the next, your heart filling your chest as their laughs mingled in your ears. You could feel the snow that had burrowed beneath your clothes start to melt, and you knew the same was happening with the boys, but you couldnt bare to move from the cozy place on the hill where you all were cuddled up together. Just three tangled bodies, tucked into an endless white sheet. After a moment or so of simply sitting in a content pile of love, you felt Shika begin to shiver a bit next to you.

"Hey honey, its time to get up." You said, kissing Naruto's temple. He had shut his eyes to savor the moment, and he shook his head with a pout, nuzzling his head into Shikamaru's scarf as well as your lips. You looked at Shika, and he winked at you, trapping his glove underneath his thigh to free it, and then placing the cold, wet hand under Narutos jacket. At the feeling of icy skin on his back, Naruto shot up in surprise.

"I'm up! I'm up!" He yelled, hopping from foot to foot as you and Shikamaru pulled yourself from the snow. Naruto looked at you both with a playful scowl. "That was mean."

"I did ask you nicely, first." You smirked, and walked over to tuck his soaked hat over his ears. You looked him over, and then at Shikamaru, and lastly down at yourself and realized all of you were sopping wet.

"I think we should head home. I could use a warm bath." Shika said, and took Narutos hand.

"As long as theres room for two more." You reply, placing an arm around his waist and leaning your head on his shoulder. The three of you walked back to the house, the cold winter breeze chilling you down to the bone.

It was a valiant effort on your part, but the next week was still a rough one. After all, the only thing worse than your boys being sick, is when you get sick with them.

#shikanaru #ShikaNaruS/O #shikamaru x naruto x reader #shikamaru fluff #naruto fluff #shikamaru #shikamaru nara #naruto #naruto uzumaki #naruto imagines #poly fluff imagines #holiday prompts

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nobody-knose--archive · 4 years

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well i got home a lot earlier than i thought i would today, which i’m happy for seeing as the place was filled to the brim with people not wearing masks. like this place is normally decently busy this time of year but it was packed to the goddam brim today for some reason. anyway! i took pictures of the place for reference, and whenever i get around to carving the pumpkins we picked out i’ll share pics of that as well. this is lowkey going to be an advertisement for the place because if you ever visit the central valley you really should come around here, especially if you are/have kids it’s amazing. starting from the top.

[image description: a picture of a creek bluff. in the foreground are some ground brush cast in shadow. in the middle ground is some long yellow grasses in patchy sunlight taking up the space where a creek would run if there was rain around here (california). slightly up the hill is a small footbrigde connecting a path that goes from left to right along the side of the bluff. just behind it in the background is the side of a small hill that’s covered in the same long yellow grass from before, and the sky is clear and blue where at the top of the bluff. scattered throughout are oak trees, some small and young, and a few that are old, tall, & mighty. end image description.]

y’all are so lucky i managed to get pictures without people there were so damn many. my older brother was freaking out the entire time about catching corona (he’s nd but he’s in denial about it) and ive decided that for the sake of this post & onwards i’ll be referring to my older brother as Idon & my younger brother as Dr. Lion given that those are dumb unused nicknames we have for each other and it’s easier than referring to them as my older & younger brother all the time. anyway the whole area is set up in this lil creekbed area and normally when it’s winter & it’s not hot n stuff (twas decently hot today, tshirt shorts & no jacket weather in the sun) there’s a bit of water that runs through it. the rest of the time it’s dry and people will walk straight to it to get to the bluffside trail that features a handful of small attractions like a tiny castle, tunnel, metal slide, & other things that appeal to all the children that can fit in them. this place is basically the hotspot for any and all children in this county youve just gotta come here some time it’s so damn fun. there’s even a swinging rope bridge over the creek that leads to the bluffside trail that’s raised way up in the air and is an honestly harrowing experience for every kid who goes across it i could talk about this place for hours. i havent even brought up the train line that goes around the tree farm & things at the top of the bluff. anyway

[image description: a picture of a pumpkin patch, taken from behind a few stalks of corn. the field is full of pumpkin plants with their large, green leaves extended into the air, though there’s no pumpkins visible. there are various flowers i believe to be carnations dotted throughout the patch, in shades of light pink, magenta, orange, and red, and a few stalks of corn also grow in the patch. in the distance a field of corn that doubles as a small maze grows off to the right, and lining the background is a row of large trees that grow along the creekbed behind them. the sky is bright blue & clear from the upper left part of the picture it can be seen in. end image description]

so one attraction of this place (one thing that gives it such an appeal to people who want aesthetic pictures for instagram & whatnot) is that they always set up little pumpkin people all over the place, taking various poses. when i say pumpkin people i mean basically scarecrows, clothing stuffed with straw & posed doing things, but with pumpkins for heads. most of them are out of the way enough that people cant mess with them but can take pictures like i did here. oh can you not see it? well let me just zoom in for you-

[image description: a zoomed in picture of the scene described above. clearly shown is a scarecrow-type figure with a pumpkin for a head standing up in the field. it’s wearing a rather nondescript grey shirt, blue jeans, and a floppy brown farmer’s hat. it’s surrounded by pumpkin plants, carnations, & corn stalks, with a corn field to the back & more large trees casting shadows to the back, as indicated above. there are also some large leaves from corn plants directly in front of the camera where it’s taking the picture, taking up a large chunk of the picture. end image description]

here it is! this is the only one i took a picture of because it was the only one i could possibly find the time to capture without it being swarmed by other people. i was really lucky to take these pictures without anyone in the background here it’s honestly hard to tell from what i’m showing but there was an obscene amount of people there, hence why we barely spent 1.5 hours there. i suspect idon’s unending stream of complaints and fretting and honest request to tell every member of our extended family that we’d have to quarantine for the next 2 weeks got us out a bit faster than we wouldve otherwise done but eh. that stuff’s especially ironic considering dr lion’s going back to physical school starting this week but hey what can ya do. we wore our masks. homemade by my mother because she had nothing better to do the first few weeks of quarantine and now i’m just rambling about my home life. moving on

[image description: a picture of a string of lightbulbs, focused on one in particular that’s completely shattered. behind, various trees, oaks being the only ones i can name, fill up almost the entire background. blue sky can be seen through the branches of a tree to the upper right portion of the picture. for the most part only the lightbubs & the tree closest to it, taking up the rightmost portion of the photo, are illuminated by the sun. end image description]

this is making me realize i didnt take many good pictures. i only took this one because ive got a story behind it but hey i’ll be coming back this winter to pick out a pine tree probably bc they double as a pine tree farm as well as a pumpkin patch and general creekbluff attraction so i can get some better pictures of the area when there’s less people. hopefully. anyway you see how that lightbulb’s broken? well i being the lil aspiring biologist i am saw a bone lying in the dirt next to our car when we were leaving and immediately picked it up. it was picked clean, almost certainly by ants or something, and i was kinda hoping it was the product of some owl because there are a lot of those in the area around the creek, but my family decided twas but the product of some other family’s picnic there. what it was doing in the parking lot i’d love to know, but i couldnt bring it with me (”that’s disgusting” it’s picked clean dirty & dusty lying in the dirt i guarantee it’s not got anyone’s dna on it any more but that of the chicken it came from) so i take a step closer to the treeline to throw it away. and then of course where does it go after i release it from my hand but directly into one of the lightbulbs hanging up by a string all along the outside of the parking lot. whoopsy. so of course i take a picture as soon as i’m done explaining it to my family & freaking out about doing actual damage to this beloved creek pumpkin patch/pine tree farm. then we have a brief argument on whether to tell the staff about it (there’s actual broken glass what else can we do) and so we drive up to the guy sitting there watching people leave, giving directions, our mom rolls down the window, and i, on the opposite side of the car from him, barely get out a proclamation along the lines of “there’s a broken lightbulb down in the parking lot with glass on the ground” he says “ok sure” and we leave. it takes me like 5 minutes to calm down from that which i dont get because we do a whole expedition up to the top of the bluff to see the construction theyre doing to the train line that theyve been working on for years & we dont even get out of the car to walk around because a. social distancing we already took off our masks & they have to be tied on it’s too much work to put it back on and b. the sheer number of cars there was menacing so we just sorta drove around and glanced down the side of the bluff to the best of our abilities. god that’s a damn paragraph. it’s been an hour. <3 i guess

#describing images this detailed is a bit challenging but not boring/annoying i think it was a rewarding experience #tis i #i sure as hell didnt intend to spend nearly an hour writing up an account of what happened the moment i got home but that's what happened #i hope y'all enjoy cause i sure did #admittedly unspecific dialogue

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the-bdsm-kitten · 3 years

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I lost my old accounts do to my lack of a memory so yeah but i really need the community right now. My frienda are here for me and understand what im going through although being cheated on while in a bdsm relationship and romantic is something they haven't been through. I met a guy a while back and on day one i fell in love with him he was perfect. Needy like me, loved games like me, open minded, accepted my k!nks and my coping mechanism that isnt k!nk. We were long distance and i dont do pictures or videos but i grew to trust him first he became my master because my frienda thought dating would be too fast. After a week or so he asked me to be his on my winter solstice he gave me this beautiful amulet that said for my kitten on it... i was sooo happy no one has ever put that much money or energy into me... we would call everyday and than everynight we would go to sleep on the phone. We had the same kinda messed up humor... day before yesterday... a woman who followed him followed me i didnt think anything about it because i trust him... for two days he wasnt ablw to call but he was active on instagram all night so i assumed he was hanging with his friends. I felt uneasy but i pished it out as i hate the insecurities of mine and my doubt... Well after a bunch of drama of a woman trying to break us up and him saying hell never cheat and showed me messages of his side and i knew he wouldnt... within an hour he asked me how i knew the woman eho followed me the day before. I replied with she folliwed me idk her though why...

Master: the jiggs is up.

Me: ???

Master: Shes my mistress, i thought i could have both and it not being cheating.

This is when she messaged me saying to back of and how he was hers. And how she said he voulsnt have both that he was her pet and her bf... we were dating a bit past a month now and i had placed so much trust in him... seny lewd videos and pictures at my most vulnerable... we both wanted to be eachothers first... to get married and have kids we were a perfect fit... but we werent. He said he didnt know it was cheating but he would have told me about her when they met... he said ahe meant nothing and he loves me and how he cant live without me... she spammed me with screenshots of him being so happy to be on call with her... telling her things about his body... and calling her mommy and mistress... I have no intrest in ddlg or mdlg im in the cglre community it being. sexual makes me uncomfortable (idk if you are into that so long you are consenting adults ^-^) I knew he was a switch and I was testing to see if i could be one i came to the conclusion yes but mainly sub... by this time he apperently had a mistress already... It hurt... the messages begging me not to leave... me crying typing how even if he did leave her i would never be happy again i would always be wondering whose hes with qnd texting... It hurt soo bad... I broke up with him and he tried making me feel bad about it... saying thats it? Your just gonna break up with me... i did it in the most repsectful way possible. I told him and his mistress i wish them happiness for them... i blocked her and unfollowed him and made him unfollow me on insta and blocked him on discord... than i called my friend and just cried... i felt... it was my fault... i wasnt enough for him. Its not true andd i know ill find someone who will be completely loyal to me but... Why? What was the point? There should have never been a thing called cheating... if you want a mistress talk to me... if you want me and someone else than ill break up with your or you can break up with me as i am monogamous. I trusted him... i sent him a couples braclete and a multi tool that was engraved With the nickname i called him... for his birthday. I was so excited to buy him a birthday gifts... and to spoil him as best as i could as i have no job and live off my parents as i am high risk of the virus right now. I got minecraft so we could game together... I trustedd him enough to be clingy and needy but also to let him do what he wants (Hes was my bf not my kid not gonna run his life) i trusted him with struggles i go through now and i have in the past... I trusted him so much qne he betrayed me... It hurt so bad... im alright now been 2 days but im going through a sub drop as i havent been able to do anything noy even to myself sense than... ill be okay thank you for reading my rant/vent . Please if you are a dom/sub and in a monogamous relationship...dont cheat... it hurts so much and no one should ever go through this pain... communicate or break up with them instead...

WRITTEN JAN 25th 2021

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bahrlee · 4 years

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Suck the Blood From my Wound

Basically Beach Bear simps after Dook. Enjoy

🦇🦇🦇chapter two: dead behind the eyes🦇🦇🦇

After the strange experience from a week ago---he still swore someone put something in his drink that caused him to imagine that whole thing---he decided to stay away from that part of town for a little particularly the place he drove home from, and even more particularly that seven eleven. He wasn't even going to try to comprehend the existence of Mythical creatures in the real world, he was just going to think it was a dream, and leave it up to that. He liked going out at night though during the summertime. He liked to make the most of his warm feelings towards the night before autum and winter came, which sent him down an inconvenient depression. He decided to stay in the vicinity of his town this time, in Hope's of not encountering anything strange tonight.

Well, he encountered something strange that night. He decided to go see a movie. To makes the most out of it, he sat in the back corner, away from everyone. The seclusion gave him the focus he needed to enjoy the movie to its fullest. He didnt buy anything usually, he just came to watch. But when he went for his original spot, someone else was already there. He didnt feel like sharing space with another person today; honestly he enjoyed his alone time more than hed like to admit, even with the lack of real friends, but maybe he could. Or so he thought until the stranger glared at him in an eerily familiar way. Hes never seen him before, either. He wouldve known if he saw a unique looking person like him before.

Sharp blue eyes against dark skin---an interesting combo he really liked. His hair sat on his head in perfect ringlets. Well, the long parts that is. He had a mullet, something odd that hes never seen in awhile. He made out a David Bowie t-shirt under his studded jacket. Wearing leather in the uncomfortable florida summer, a bold choice. It was enough to entice him, and to draw him nearer, even with the glare.

"Go away." He stated firmly.

"Well I always sit here when I come here." He argued back.

"Well I'm new to this town, so why dont you give me a little space, huh?" There was a slight curve at the side of his mouth.

"Since your new, how about you meet people?" He asked sitting down, taking a seat one seat away from him.

"I-I dont like that very much, ha." It was now a full on smile, bringing a gentle presence to his cold hard features.

"You from Louisiana?" He asked him, noticing the Cajun pronunciation that was very present in his voice.

"New Orleans." He said.

Enter, another long dramatic pause.

"Hey, that's cool. What brings you here?" He asked next.

He shrugged. "I dont have to tell you that." He said. "Just know I'm here now." He took a sip of his drink and turned his head to the blank screen for a short moment before hitting him with a question. "You always talk to people like this?" He asked him, standoffish.

"I usually come here for some alone time, but guess who waltzed right into my area?" He quipped back.

"Well god forbid other people like the dark corners of the theater just like you." He shot.

Beach laughed quietly, entertained by this intriguing stranger. "I'm Beach."

He raised a brow at him. "That's your name?"

Beach drew a blank for a moment. He was always good with words, always good at finding a comeback, a return, a rebuddle---but he found himself completely lost for words with this guy. "I mean it's a nickname and I hate my real name so…."

He looked at him spitefully as if he knew his real name. It scared him, but made him want to talk to him even more.

"I'm Dook." He said.

"Hey Dook."

He didnt respond back, he just gave him a look and turned away.

Then the movie started.

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Beach came to the realization he had a type. Men who were completely uninterested in and unimpressed by him. It wasnt really a power thing, it was more of a n equality thing. He liked someone he could play off of, and have fun with. Or maybe it was a power thing and he liked being a weak little simp. He was tall, smart, and sarcastic, so he was always though as someone assertive, and mean, but in truth he wasnt much. He was sweet, he liked to garden and read books, he wasnt nearly as intimidating than what people thought.

Dook seemed a bit shy too. Not a big initiator of conversation. He still talked to him, and joked with him, but the whole time he remained a bit flustered by the presence if another person. It made him mysterious, and he liked it a lot.

Another thing, Dook didnt talk to him during the movie, so he could really actually pay attention to the whole thing like he wanted, even with a person a seat apart from him. Maybe it was because Dook didnt want to give him the time of day in the first place, but he didnt move, so that was a sign he didnt give a completely mediocre first impression.

He didnt even looking like he was watching the movie for thst matter. Just staring off into the distance, through the screen, off in his own world. Maybe he was lost in thought, and he came to the movies to think more than watch. Or maybe he was just zoned out and his head was empty. Either way, he seemed out of it.

But besides all that, he thought he was cute.

🦇🦇🦇

When the movie was done, and the people filed out, he was surprised to see Dook still left in his seat.

"Hey, are you gonna get up?" He asked him, helplessly curious. Now that the theater was lit, he noticed the heavy dark circles under his eyes.

In response, Dook just closed his eyes and shrugged. Would it be pretty dark here at this time of night? He asked.

He looked at his watch. 10:30. "Yeah, it's pretty dark. You think Florida's like reverse Alaska or something? Where we have three whole days of sunlight or something?"

"Quit thinking I'm dumb." He said, a particularly nasty roll to the voice. Maybe it was playful? He couldnt tell.

"Okay, um… seeya I guess." He turned around, but turned back around. "Um…. I can show you around town, sometime." He started playing with a strand of his hair like he always did when he was nervous.

"Like a date?" He blushed, finally showing a sign of being flustered.

"No, it doesnt have to be, it's just that you're new and I know the best places in town, that's all."

"Okay then. Um, I'm flattered, but no thank you. I've been here a week already."

"Oh." He said, disappointed. " then Maybe we'll see each other in this exact spot again soon."

He grinned. "Maybe."

He left the theater rooms, the theater building, and the downtown area, completely mesmerized that night. What a discovery. He was left with so many questions he should've asked, even if he wouldn't have answered. He almost felt like it wasn't a real experience, similar to a night he had before. He didn't remember which one, he tended to be unable to keep track of what he did sometimes---losing time and procrastination and all that---but he sensed a sort of deja vu from that experience. But he hoped it was real this time, because that man, as he shamelessly admitted in his head, was pretty cute.

#rae au #fanfiction #beok #bahrlees beok #dook larue #beach bear #the rock afire explosion

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skautism · 5 years

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Lol sorry for the lack of answering asks lately have some blush

Friend of mine asked for some bc they were sad this has been in my Google keep for a bit

(Tw for a car crash mention in the modern au)

Modern au stuff:

-they met in like. 1st grade and became close immediately

-mush had gotten his nickname early in the year bc of his lisp

-blink hadnt lost his eye yet

-so he was just Louis atm

-fast forward to 5th grade

-blink is being driven to mush's house over winter break

-and it isnt even a long drive

-and they get in crash

-and that's when he loses his eye

-so mush finds out

-and is just. So upset

-theyre able to see each other soon

-(thank goodness)

-and mush just wants to throw himself at blink

-cant really do that, his ribs got kinda hurt in the crash too

-blink actually chose his own nickname

-sorta

-more like horse boy race gave it to him and he didnt let him use it as an insult

-after that? Only mush can call him louis

-which mush thinks is a fucking *honor*

-that's about when he realizes he's in love

-around 8th grade, blink figures out they're agender

-mush finds out first

-accepts them, of course

-so he comes out as bi

-blink says they like boys (and is honestly chill with gay)

-it takes until 10th grade for them to fucking FINALLY ask each other out officially

-but everyone already thought they were together????

-I mean they were constantly on top of each other and gave forehead kisses so whenever they were asked about it they both got antsy and blushy

-its cute

-they get together

-its c u t e

-they love each other so much and theyre so happy together :')

Canon era stuff:

-man theyre SHIT at hiding it

-none of the newsies care

-they all know about race and spot

-honestly the lodge is a safe space

-but blink and mush are genuinely the worst at hiding it

-they almost got caught holding hands

-it was s c a r y

-but at the lodging house

-you'll just see one in the others lap

-also they need to s t o p having tickle fights in the middle of the night

-"you're fucking adorable but I need my beauty rest" -race

-"you aren't fucking beautiful Higgins" -blink, laying on top of mush while tickling him

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@smoke-the-woke

@concretedonutssprinkledwthmold

@onepieceofflair

@thesadshortone

@hoi-polloi-bois

@that-one-hyperfixation

@saiiboumamii

@bonbonuwu

@crutchie-the-crutch

#newsies #1992 newsies #newsies 1992 #92sies #1992sies #blush newsies #newsies kid blink #kid blink newsies #kid blink #blink/mush #mush meyers #mush newsies #newsies mush #pineappawrites

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chromium7sky · 5 years

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The Legend of Gotham| Damirae| Batling| One shot (definitely)

A/n: got inspired by M. Night shyamalan movie call unbreakable. Totally different perspective view and drama superhero. I like it! 😆😆 anyway enjoy! Also dedicated to @dastrigon For drawing me bat damian and commander Lenore. Thank you! 😆😆

Casimir has been a while went to private pre-school, although his father, a billionaire, a philantrophist and also founder of animal shelter in Gotham, prefer him to be home school, his mother insist so that he could learn to socialize.

"Let him learn how to talk to people. " his mother gives out warm smile as she caress her son's cheek.

"Don't pampered him too much, love."

Casimir knew his father actually love him, despite with the serious and stern voice. It radiates from him. Like a wave.

It may sounds a bit crazy but he always felt different. Different from the other kids.

Everytime he sit on his table, he could feel different types of feelings that fill the room but none of them contain sadness, or sick like he always feel at night in his bedroom. Some are from the visitor who float through the walls.

He thought it was normal for a kid to experience that but then, the popular kid along with his friends gives out weird name to address him, like Carpet and the worst nickname he got is Freak kid.

He didn't talk to his parents about the mistreat, he just wants to stay away from drama. Whenever he goes, as soon as he almost meet the popular kid he just vanish and went to another place in his pre school compound, unknowingly. He just shrugged it off as soon as he walk away.

Until on that mid winter, all the kids were in the classroom stayed in the room to feel the warm heater. Casimir where resting his head on his table, felt asleep lulled by the warmth in the room, in a sudden, the front main door knock by a group of men trying to get shelter from the blizzard outside all the student aware about it. One of their home teacher, Ms. Frey went to the door and open it.

It happens so fast. Ms. Frey lying on the floor in a pool of blood. The student who witness the event, panic and quickly lock the door of their room. The men were smirked as the other two close the main door then barricade with lockers that was in the hallway.

Casimir who saw what happen through the small window nearby, shivered. As soon as the men are about to ramped their classroom door, suddenly Casimir jolted and almost thrown the table away from him.

All of his classmate have their eyes on him while he was shivered as if the cold outside hit him, he mumbled about danger is coming. What did he see back then? A dream? But he felt it so real.

He see Ms. Frey in their classroom writing on the board about the books project where they need to read. Casimir has no problem about that since Wayne manor has tons of books. He might read it fast but not as fast as Uncle Wally.

Suddenly he felt sick, like what he felt in the bedroom every night when he confront with the people who walk through the walls but this time, its much worst. Much darker and almost suffocating him.

He walk slowly towards Ms.Frey saying he feel ill. Ms.Frey, smiled give a pat on his head and lead him outside the classroom.

"Billy, you're in charge of the class. I don't want to see any trouble when I'm gone. " Ms.Frey gives out orders.

"Look, the freak is a woosie. Hahaha." Cas could hear the popular kid laughing at the back of the class.

"Come on Casimir, let us go to the nurse office. " as Ms. Frey hold his hand and leading him towards their destination.

As soon as they reaches the room, Ms. Frey put him on the patient bed, checking his body temperature, his tongue and eyes color. His body burn up a bit, so she take out a gel cooler from the drawer and put it on his forehead. "I hope this will cool you down."

Casimir noded and lie on the patient bed.

"Ms.Lucy will come in after she's having her lunch break. Get rest alright, sweetie? " Ms. Frey smiled as she tuck him in with blankets.

As she close the nurse office door, he heard the knock. The same knock he heard in that DREAM.

Cas eyes went agape and quickly to the door. Lucky the door has small window behind the blinds. He took a peek to see what's going on.

It was the same MEN. Cas almost screamed but he close his mouth. He wanted to save Ms. Frey, preventing her from opening the door but it seems things happen like in his dream or vision. She's already on the floor in a pool of blood.

The little boy cried. He then, quickly locked the door and dashed towards the nurse desk as those evil men busy themselves barricade the main door with the lockers.

He found a landline phone and quickly call his home.

"Hello?"

"M.. mommy?? "

"Casimir? What's the matter? Are you okay?

"Mommy, tell Daddy send help... Som-" the line were cut due to the snow storm getting worst.

Casimir were totally speechless. His lifeline has been cut and he could hear the evil men try to broke down the door.

Casimir then try to distract them as he unlocked the door and expose himself. Those ruthless men, turn their attention to him.

"Try to get me, you jerk! "

"Is that Wayne's kid?"

"Oi, don't let him escape! "

"Let who escape?"

A familiar voice he heard from behind.

The men at first look intimidated but then they took out their knife and hand guns.

Casimir almost caught out of breath but he felt a soft hand wrap his shoulder. When he turn looked up, it was his mother, Rachel!

"Mom, how did you-"

"Stand back, Cas. " Rachel pulled her son behind her.

"Mommy, no! They are dangerous!!" Cas screamed as he was afraid those men might hurt her like they hurt Ms.Frey.

Two guys at the back held their guns toward her.

"Noooo!!! " Cas were dreaded.

But he didnt heard the gunfire as the gun were unravel, like jigsaw puzzle on the floor.

The gunners petrified with the unexpected event. The leader seems pissed, took a step forward, assault the woman.

Rachel push his son aside as she locked the armed man by his elbow and throw him over her shoulder.

Two man come to her at once as she swipe kick to the left side and sidekick on the right side.

The down man with knife manage to grab her ankle but she slammed her elbow along with her weight on that man's face which she manage to knock him out a couple of teeth.

As the gunners pull out their tactic blades, Casimir tried to warn his mother. But it seems both of them frozed as they heard the loud thud behind them.

Never in his life, Casimir would see a dark figure stood tall behind the bad guys. With horn-like head, is that the devil? Wait, he looks familiar.

"Batman? " his mother muttered under breath as she sit up.

Batman! The legend of gotham he heard when he was a baby. He taught it was a ghost tale when his mother told him but now the legend come to save him, save them.

He felt some unusual wave from his mother, like affection some sort like the way he felt when his mother with his father. Wait, his mother love batman?! But how about his father?!

The dark knight beating the bad guys like the bat flapped their wings sending them fly away. In a blink of an eye, all the bad guys where lying and groaning in pain. Some of them unconcious.

"Woah... " Casimir were astonished with dark hero's skill.

Rachel got up and walk towards Batman.

Casimir quickly hold her hand. " Mom, no! He might be dangerous! " his eyes shows his fear. Rachel smiled then kiss his forehead and she went to the dark knight.

He felt dark wave around the dark knight almost covered the big man himself.

However, as soon as his mother came to him the dark wave begin to dissipated, the warm aura from his mother seems to connect with the Dark Knight. What is happening?

"You were reckless. " Batman muttered as he inspected Rachel's body.

"I was worried about my son." she slapped playfully on his bat logo. Then, she stole a kiss from him.

"Mommy!! "

Both Rachel and Dark Knight look at the confused boy.

"Why... How about Dad?! " Casimir was confused.

"Beloved, I think we need to explain this to Casimir. " Batman went to the little boy.

"Wait, how to you know my name? " Cas stuttered as the dark hero put a pat on his back, then Cas felt familiar with his aura.

"D-dad? "

The vigilante smiled and embrace the boy.

"But... But... " as Cas pulled himself from his father.

"But what, son? "

"But you kiss Raven! You've cheated Mom?! " as Casimir recall the legend of gotham story.

Damian almost choke up as he heard his child accusion.

Rachel chuckled as she sees her husband reaction. Damian glared at his wife for laughing at him.

"Casimir, actually I am Raven. The Queen of darkness," as she demonstrate her dark aura on her hand.

Speechless as he saw in front of his eyes, the famous vigilante are his parents.

"Beloved, I've already alarmed Commissioner Grayson about this. " Damian looked at his pop up screen from his arm.

"Is Ms.Frey okay? " Cas still concern about his teacher who has been hurt as he witness before.

"I've already check the pulse and done some laser stitching towards her wound. She should be stabilize. " Damian press a couple of button then shut the pop screen.

"And Cas? "

"Yes, dad? " as Cas calmed down from the shock news today.

"We'll explain as soon as we come home. "

Casimir can feel his calm and relief aura from his voice, probably they been keep the secret for too long.

Perhaps it is time for him and his sibling to know the origin the legend of Gotham.

Bonus:

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loki-laufeyson-writes · 5 years

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Chapter 7 unedited. TGaD

After 45 minutes of pure music and water relaxation, I step from the tub while it drains and wrap my baby blue towel around me. I open the door and see a man sitting on my bed, staring my direction. Panicking, I slam the door shut without seeing who it was. I dress while speaking to Tony's program.

"FRIDAY! I thought I said no visitors!!" I scold her.

" I couldn't stop him Miss. Wanez. " FRIDAY responds. I exit the bathroom wearing the emerald bra and black shorts. Once I see the man, I recognize him. Loki. Shit. Loki watches me for the second time, looking my frame up and down.

"You weren't lying when you said you sleep in that." He whispers and makes the contact before realizing what he said and averting his gaze. His cheeks become red the more the silence rolls on.

"Sorry. I didnt.... Silent realize you going occupied." He apologized without looking at me, and I sigh softly.

"No. I wasn't lying, clearly. Yes, I was occupied. That's why I asked for no visitors. Hey, I'm covered." I walk to him and sit on the bed. Loki looks at me slowly.

" How long have you been here? " My gaze slips to his lips for a second before going back to his eyes.

"A few minutes. I waited for you." Loki speaks quietly, completely different from his normal character.

"For what?" Why would you wait, when you could hear my music playing?

"The sunset. You didn't come to the roof like every night before. Until tonight that is." Loki stares into my eye. I think for a few seconds, my emotions for him spiking at his words. He waited.

"I'm so sorry. I saw it from here, I had a few things on my mind. Loki?" I speak his name as his gaze tries to look out my small window. Loki slowly connects with my green hazel eyes.

"What is it, Nikole?" His voice comes out smoothly and gently.

"Steve invited me to my first mission tomorrow." I watch Loki for his reaction. He smiled slowly, and when he speaks, his voice is lighthearted with joking.

"Guess he took your words to heart." I laugh softly, forgetting that I never said that to Steve in front of Loki.

"Of course he did. Why wouldn't you?" I joke back.

"Well. Due to the fact that you to be up early tomorrow, I should leave so you can rest." Loki stands to leave.

" Wait! Please. Can you stay? To make sure... The nightmares, Loki... " He looks as though he's thinking about my words. I wait silently. Please stay. Don't leave me. Please....

After a few long seconds, Loki cups my cheek, a little unsure if he should.

"Let me get dressed." I smile softly, and Loki walks into my bathroom. Once he shuts the door, I pull the covers back and slide under them, my eyes already becoming heavy.

Loki comes out from the bathroom wearing silk, emerald pants. I blush lightly as I realize that we are matching and his pants hung a little loose on his hips. He sits on the edge of the bed and looks at me, still a little unsure.

"How'd you get dressed without having any PJ's down here?" I question as he pulls the blankets back and slides in next to me.

"Magic." Loki chuckles softly, and I pull myself in next to him. My head rests on his chest and my left arm drapes over his chest and my left arm drapes over his stomach.

"Thank you, Loki." I whisper and shut the lights off after allowing myself to create a small but if telekinesis.

"Anytime." He whispers. Loki starts to him to a song I'm not familiar with; my body relaxing completely before I slip into sleep.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-

Eric was standing right there. Or, he was when my eyes were closed.

When I open them, the trees were beaten and dead as the winter bore on.

The slight squeaking of a wheelchair approaches from behind me. Xavier probably has a new mission.

"Nikole. You haven't been the same since we lost Eric two months ago. We're worried about your health, so I took the liberty of calling Nick Fury. He currently had a place being prepared for your arrival. You can't mourn Eric forever. Maybe the Avengers can help you in a way I never could." I never turned around, never responded to Xavier, just accepted the fact that my family didn't need me anymore. Didn't want me.

I'm officially being pushed out of the Mansion.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-

I wake up shaking softly and on the verge of hyperventilating. I had rolled over at some point in my sleep, and Loki must have followed as a constant warmth radiates on my back and around my waist. He snores softly into my ear and his right leg is pulled over my two. My breathing stays rapid and I find his hand on my stomach. I trace the words I love you over and over, in attempt to help myself without waking Loki.

After a few minutes, my breathing slows and the writing continues. I stop suddenly, realizing Loki's snores had stopped, but our position hasn't changed. I feel his chest rising and falling at a steady awake pace.

"How long have you been awake?" I whisper.

"Enough to feel you trace the same thing twice. How about yourself?" He asks gently and pushes his nose into my now dry hair, breathing in the tropical fruit scent.

"A few minutes. Just had a small relapse back to my last week at Xavier's, feeling as useless as shit." I suddenly want to pull my words back.

"Why was that?" I shake my head.

"Nikole, you can trust me." I smile softly, remembering what he is the god of.

"Me? I can trust the God of lies and mischief." I speak a little lighthearted. Loki pulls his head back from my hair. From Nick offense or not, I couldn't tell.

"Wait. I'm sorry. I trust you with my life. I felt useless because I lost my partner to death and mourned for two months." I speak quickly and sigh at the end. Loki stiffen next to me, and despite wanting to stay in our comfortable position, I roll over to face him. He looks at me, shock filling his gaze.

"What? You've seen death before." I watch him.

"But I've never had anyone, other than my brother, say that they trust me." I smile at him.

"Well, why wouldn't I? I'm with you everyday." A burst of courage shoots through me, and I gently cup his cheek. Look I tenses, making me think about my action, before leaning into the touch and closing his eyes. His breathing slows a bit and a smile forms on his lips.

"Why wouldn't you?" He whispers my words. I chuckle softly. Loki opens his eyes and looks into my green hazel. Slowly, almost agonizingly, he lifts his hand and returns my gesture.

"Thank you, Nikole." He smiles at me.

"For what? I didn't do anything." I watch his brain process the question, many answers clearly conflicting within him the longer the silence stretches out. After many seconds, Loki speaks.

"For trusting me." I smile again and return my hand to myself.

"Anytime, for my best friend." My eyelids get heavy again, and Loki kisses my forehead.

"Go to sleep, Nikole. You've got a big day ahead of you." I nod slowly as he starts to him the song from before. My eyes close, and I fall asleep again.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-

Eric grabbed my hand.

"Nikole. Stay. Here. I can't worry about you during this job." He spoke firmly.

"Eric-"

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-

I woke quickly, suddenly feeling cold. I roll over and don't see Loki.

"Loki?" My voice echoes around my room. I shake my head to clear it if the sleeper's fog; once it clears a bit more, I hear a low baritone voice singing softly and my shower running. His voice is beautiful, hitting each note smoothly.

"What would I do without your smart mouth? Drawing me in and you kicking me out." I smile softly at his song choice. All of Me, John Legend.

"Got my head spinning, no kidding. I can't pin you down. What's going on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride." I keep smiling before I catch the green glow of my alarm clock. 6:46. Loki still singing in the background.

"And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright. My head's underwater, but I'm breathing fine. You're crazy and I'm out of my mind." I shift in the bed a little and pull the blanket off of me.

"Cause all of me loves all of you. Loves your curves and all your edges. All your perfect imperfections." A wave of curiosity rolls through me as his voice changes a bit in pitch, as though he's thinking of something, making it genuine. I told my head to the side as Loki finishes the song.

Once it's done, I hear the shower turn off. I sit on my bed to wait for him like he did the previous night.

Loki comes out a few minutes later to see me sitting cross-legged on my bed. I smile at him, the towel hugging tightly against his hips. My gaze adverts quickly as soon as I realize that I am staring.

"Sorry." My cheeks color lightly.

"Its alright, kitten. Like what you saw?" Loki asks and walks across the room to sit next to me. I nod slowly, slightly confused about the nickname.

"I love your singing voice, Loki." I look back into his startling green eyes. He smiles softly.

"So, why are you awake so early?" I ask him gently.

" I couldn't sleep. " His face creeps closer to mine.

"Do you need to freshen up before Steve comes and gets you?" He comes closer and his right hand slides over my right. Is he...? His gaze flickers down a little, causing me to pick them bite my lips. Loki bites his gently and makes a soft humming noise before looking back into my eyes.

"No. I'll freshen after it..." I whisper softly. A slow smile crosses his lips and he brings his left hand to the back of my neck. My heart rate rises as his gaze flickers down again. Loki leans in again and presses his thin and cool lips against mine. He closes his eyes and I follow shortly after.

Loki moves his lips against my pair, kissing me multiple times. I respond and kiss him, moving my lips on sync with his. My right hand finds its way into his wet raven hair. My left stays under his. Loki's grip on my neck tightens a little. His lips vanish as he pulls back to breathe, his eyes still closed. I breathe slightly heavily through my lips, the sensation of his lips against mine staying with me like a ghost. I watch as his eyes slowly flutter open.

A smile crawls onto Loki's face.

"Meet me tonight for the sunset?" He asks slowly, and a little breathless, as though staying in the moment. I nod.

"This won't change our friendship, will it?" Loki whispers.

"Only if you want it to." I release his hair and cup his cheek. He seemed to like the answer as he smiles before leaning against my hand. I smile back before it fades once I think on the upcoming mission.

"Nikole? What's wrong?" He traces my jaw, pausing at my lips.

" I'm just nervous for the mission. " My gaze flickers to Loki's lips before returning to his eyes. His thumb runs along my bottom lip, barely touching the skin. I close my eyes as an involuntary shiver runs through me.

"What can I do to help rid you of them?" Loki's voice becomes gentle and soft; I open my eyes again to see him staring at my lips.

"Come with me on the mission." I smile softly knowing Steve would never allow it.

"I can't do that, kitten." I blush lightly at the nickname.

"Meet me when I get back?" Loki leans in again.

" That I can do. " I lean forward and connect my lips to his. Loki responds quickly, placing both of his hands on the side I my neck to pull me closer. Both sets of our eyes close simultaneously. His lips occasionally part against mine as he kisses me more and a touch deeper than the first one. Loki pulls back, both of us panting lightly as we look at each other.

"I hope this changes our friendship." He whispers and rubs the side of my neck.

"Me too, Loki." I gently pull his left hand off my neck so I can hold it again. Loki smiles at my response and laces his fingers in mine.

I look at the clock; it now reading 7:03. Loki looks with me.

"Nikole, you need to dress. Steve will be on his way in a few minutes or so." Loki turns my head back to him. I nod slowly.

"You should as well." My eyes trace his torso to the towel tightly hugging his waist; Loki mimicking the action over me. I stand slowly once we make eye contact, our hands still twine together. My mouth cracks into a grin, and I grab my clothes to change in my bathroom.

After a few minutes, I walk out of the bathroom wearing my black skin tight outfit for missions. I don't notice Steve as I walk towards my nightstand to grab my emerald gloves Tony bought me on my first day here. Loki clears his throat and I turn around to see Steve staring at me.

"Nikole. What the hell did I wall into? What am I seeing." I release a deep breath.

"Oh shit. It's not... We're not... I have nightmares, Steve. And I went to someone for help. Someone who wouldn't tell the whole team." I speak slowly.

"You could have always come to me." I walk towards him, my muscles moving clearly in my leather suit.

" I never felt like it. Steve, you're the Captain, the leader of this team. But Loki... He's... He's different. He made it a point in my first day to become my friend. And we have been everyday since. Bucky and Natasha trains me. They're a little close. Tony and Banner teach me a little, they're mainly in their work. Tony listens when he's around. All you do is yell and lecture me. " I stare at Steve as he processes the information, clearly having some difficulties.

"We're leaving in ten." He whispers and leaves my room.

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