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›› toji fushiguro x reader ›› megumi fushiguro x reader ›› toji x reader x megumi (mfm) ›› 18+ f!reader ›› started: 12/6/23 : updated: 1/29/24 : status: ongoing

‹𝟹 summary: You and Megumi are best friends. You've known eachother for almost your whole life. His home has become your second home. As time passes and life happens, Megumi slowly develops feelings for you, even though he's unaware of it. To complicate things further, you're now living with him and his father, who has also taken a liking to you.

‹𝟹 fandom: jjk, jujutsu kaisen

‹𝟹 genres / warnings: au - no powers, college au, power imbalance, pseudo-incest (they both want y/n, nothing w/ eachother), dubious consent

‹𝟹 tags: good cop bad cop, fluff, smut, angst, toji has a big dick, dilf toji, toji is his own warning, toji tries to be a good parent, toji is an asshole, toji is trying okay?, daddy dom toji, daddy kink, porn with feelings, porn with plot, friends to lovers, spit / spitting, spit kink, spit as lube, breeding, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, double vaginal pen, double pen, anal, making out, making love, love triangles, praise kink, degradation, light masochism, light sadism, emotional sex, cuckolding, jealousy, jealousy kink, smoking, smoking kink, emotional manipulation, manipulation, polyamory?, father and son share you, protective megumi fushiguro, megumi needs a hug, megumi has a big dick, AGED UP CHARACTERS, dead dove: do not eat, finger sucking, large cock, cum swallowing, blow jobs, first time blow jobs, under desk blow jobs, fingerfucking, face sitting, face riding, 69, mutual masturbation, threesome mfm, lots of smut, loss of virginity

‹𝟹 notes: hi, sorry this took so long to update! i've had a lot going on lately, but i finally felt good enough to finish this chap! i tried to go for soft megumi but then eventually i couldn't help myself. sowwy x_x (im not sorry :3!) don't try so hard to imagine the positions, just go with it PLSSSS T_T LOL. for tumblr: i'm gonna start adding a section for tags. if y'all wanna be tagged in future updates on this fic or any of my stuff lmk!

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Chapter 5: Pink Carnations

“It’s already almost 5 in the afternoon… and there’s a storm forecasted? Why are they not home yet?” Megumi questioned as he anxiously paced back and forth in the living room. He was worried, not really about the guy who he’s supposed to call ‘father’, but about you. He would never admit it, but he counts the hours, minutes, seconds, moments even when you’re not together. He misses you but feels like he’s not allowed to miss your presence.

Yet… he does. He always does. And that’s why when he sees you come bursting through the front door, clothes soaked but laughing, he’s confused. He knows you hate getting your clothes wet, much less completely soaked through. So why are you in such a good mood? He doesn’t mind, and loves hearing your sweet laugh, but he’s confused, nonetheless. That is, until he sees Toji’s massive frame follow right behind you.

Megumi’s cheeks flare with jealousy, his face flush a crimson red. He stares right at you, loudly asking where you’ve been. He isn’t trying to be mean, but he is mad. “What took you so long in a storm like this? You know it’s dangerous to drive with streets flooded so badly like this.” He finishes, looking straight at Toji, staring daggers into him for even thinking of putting you in a dangerous situation.

“I’m a good driver. You don’t need to worry. And we took a while because we were busy.” Toji smirks slightly at the end of his sentence, moving across the foyer and setting his keys on the table.

You don’t want to feel the uncomfortable sensation of soaked clothes for any longer, so you silently slip out of the room and make your way towards the bathroom.

Toji being Toji, he’s watching every part of you until your silhouette disappears into the dimly lit hallway. He’s watching you like a predator stalks his prey. Megumi’s brows furrow as he feels anger and jealousy boiling beneath his skin. He starts walking up to his father, confronting him, “Why are you looking at her like that, and why are you spending so much time with her in general, you old bastard?” Megumi is practically in Toji’s face, eyes fierce and cheeks flared with anger.

Toji only smirks as he’s leaned against the wall, looking down at Megumi. “I mean, why wouldn’t I? She’s fucking hot, and so obedient. I would be a fool to not want her for myself.” His response almost sends Megumi into a blind rage. Megumi understands Toji most likely takes what he wants from you, sometimes aggressively, and he wants to protect you from that.

“You’re disgusting.” Megumi retorts, words laced with venom. “You make me sick.”

“You can’t deny it though. I’m right. And you know I’m right.” Toji responds before pushing off the wall and away from Megumi towards his own bathroom. Megumi rolls his eyes as Toji walks away, but somewhere deep down inside him- that he’s blind to and wouldn’t even admit to- agrees with Toji. And that’s what pisses him off the most. He feels as if he’s been thrown into a competition to “win” you, one that he is already losing at. Megumi is disgusted with himself at the idea of you being described in terms of a prize, but he also can’t resolve the fact that he wants you. It’s wrong and unfair how someone like Toji could get to you first; Toji doesn’t know you like I do. He doesn’t value you like I do. And thus, Megumi resolves to make you happy in a way no one else can.

A few days pass, and nothing really happens between anyone except sneaking glances and private thoughts.

Eventually, Megumi can’t take it anymore. He chooses a night where Toji is out working overnight “hustling’ or whatever the fuck he called it. He ordered your favorite food and went to pick it up, hoping you’d spend some time with him. Even a little bit. On the way home, he picked up a small bouquet of pink carnations- flowers that mean missing someone.

You get back home from your afternoon class shortly before Megumi pulls up in the driveway. You are just barely sitting on the couch before Megumi opens the door and enters, the sight of flowers and bags of food warming your heart. He makes his way towards the table, setting down the food, flowers still in hand, as you hastily get up and hug him.

“It smells amazing, Megs.” You say, holding him tightly. He thinks you’re talking about the food, but you’re most certainly talking about the intoxicating scent of him and his cologne. He smelled like what rainwater personified would smell like, comforting and refreshing.

“It’s gonna get cold, ___. And these are for you.” He finishes as he sheepishly hands you the flowers. You sit at the table, placing the flowers aside as Megumi looks for plates and silverware for you both.

“Thank you, Gumi.” You gently say as you’re taking containers out of bags and unpacking them. “It smells so good!! I can’t believe you remembered what kind of pasta I like.”

Megumi returns to the table, placing silverware and plates down. “You’re welcome. Of course I’d remember. How could I forget?” He’s sure he could see a faint blush creep on your cheeks, but you’re ultimately distracted by your craving for noodles. He chuckles at how you’re practically inhaling the food.

You both talk for a while about how classes have been, what stuff you’ve been watching, just mundane stuff that still shows how deeply interested he is. You know he remembers every detail, no matter how boring it may seem. He never forgets.

After finishing the wonderful food and cleaning up together, you’re both relaxing on the couch looking for something to watch together. Usually, you gravitate toward thriller or horror movies, but Megumi picks out some almost cringey – but still cute – romance anime about two people who meet at a convention for a game and fall for each other. It’s not your first choice, but it’s still cute.

Your legs are resting on Megumi’s lap, not moving as you both watch. Megumi is slow, almost cautious when he places a hand on your leg, just rubbing you. He wants to make sure any touch in general is fine as he takes his time, slowly moving up your legs and eventually reaching your thighs. You’re acutely aware of his agonizingly slow touch, but the wait almost makes it better. He’s not even watching whatever he put on, and you’re too caught in the sensations of his soft hands rubbing your inner thighs to even begin to pay attention to the show.

Megumi’s hands continue its ascent up your inner thighs, going painfully slow. He’s looking for any and all reactions he can get out of you, and the way your breath hitches as he gets closer – it drives him insane. The way you try to hide your blush across your cheeks with your arms, trying to look at anything else to save you some embarrassment…. He loves it.

His hand moves to the waistband of your shorts, tugging at them to show he wants to take them off. He hooks his fingers around the waistband and gently pulls them completely off before tossing them to the floor. Megumi’s eyes instantly lock on to your panties. “Fuck, ___... do you always get that wet?” He’s teasing you but also shocked, the underwear was soaked from just a little teasing. You must have really wanted him.

His fingers play with you, rubbing the outside of your underwear as he draws sweet moans from your mouth. He absolutely loves the taking his time, hearing every soft moan you squeak out every time he moves his finger. He pulls your panties to the side, not even bothering to take them off as his long, slender finger slips past your folds. Just as quickly as it appeared, he pulled his finger back to his mouth, tasting a bit of your slick. “You taste so good, baby. Oh my god.” He purrs as he brings another finger back to your cunt, this time pushing into you.

“Fuck, Gumi…”

He fucks you with a single finger as he expertly rearranges you on the couch, one leg hanging off with him in between. He slips another finger inside your tight hole as he brings his mouth to your cunt, flicking his tongue around your clit. The whimpers and pants you make only serve to make Megumi feel like a man starved. Eventually he slips his fingers out, much to your annoyance, and replaces it with his tongue. He’s eating you like a man having his last meal. He wastes no time in tasting every part he can reaching, fucking your cunt with his tongue. His hand creeps back up to your clit, thumb gently circling it as he continues eating you out.

He comes back up for air and inserts his fingers again, fucking you in a rhythm matching his thumb on your clit. You can feel yourself approaching that edge, the knot in your stomach tightening as Megumi stretches your cunt with just his fingers. He adds another finger, stuffing you full of his fingers as his thumb continues its assault on your clit. “You’re such a good girl for me, huh? Did you miss me, baby?”

Your eyes widen as he praises you, feeling yourself reach your limit and cum over his fingers. You make quite the mess over his arms and the couch. “I guess that’s a yes, isn’t it princess?”

He pulls his fingers out of you and reaches for the waistband of his sweatpants, pulling them down. There’s a noticeable small wet spot on his boxers, he was definitely hard and leaking at just teasing you. As much as he loves your mouth, he absolutely wants your already fucked out hole.

He picks you up and turns you over so you’re on your knees, hands on the back of the couch. Megumi aligns himself behind you, gently pushing his throbbing cock into your soaked hole. Your panties are still pushed to the side, creating a lewd sight Megumi hadn’t even anticipated as he watched your cunt swallow his cock.

Your upper body was pushed against the side of the couch, with your knees spread apart and ass in the air. Megumi bottomed out his cock inside your tight hole, pushing against you fully. “You’re such a good girl. Holy fuck.” Megumi wasted no time in picking up speed, developing a comfortable pace. You moan in tandem with his thrusts, turning him on even more. He wants to be gentle with you, but you were taking his dick like a bitch in heat, and he couldn’t be more thrilled about it.

He spanks your ass as he slams his thick cock into you, and you tighten around him in response. He doesn’t realize it now, but soon will understand how masochistic you really are. He slaps your ass, creating red marks all over it to mark his presence. “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you? You like being fucked like a whore?” He asks as he thrusts into you, hitting your g-spot. “Answer me, princess. Are you a disgusting whore?”

He gives you almost no time to respond as his hand snakes up your back, reaching your head and grabbing fistfuls of hair to pull you back with. “Yes sir, I am” You barely manage to squeak out as you feel yourself being fucked silly, close to cumming again.

“You’re what? Answer me clearly, darling.” He coos as he tugs at your hair, pulling you back against him.

“I’m a dirty whore-ah” You yelp out as he pulls on your hair. You can feel the warmth of his body on your back, as you feel another hand make its way around your neck.

“Good girl.” Megumi purrs out. He is picking up the pace now, as his grip around your neck gently tightens. He’s thrusting into you with ferocity he didn’t know existed, abusing your tight cunt.

You feel yourself getting dizzy while Megumi keeps drilling into your cunt. He releases his grip on your throat, allowing you to gasp for air as he pushes you down against the couch. His hands grip you at your waist, giving him a better holding on you to fuck you harder. He groans as he feels himself getting close.

His cock slams into your g-spot again, as he nears his edge. “I’m close, baby. Be a good girl and come with me, yeah?” You can feel his cock starting to twitch inside your cunt as he continues his relentless assault on your sensitive spot, feeling that knot snap in your belly as you tighten around his cock. The moment you cum, it sends Megumi over the edge, and you feel his warm cum filling your womb. He slips his cock out as he pulls your panties back over your cunt. “Keep this on for a while, sweetheart.” He says as you start to roll over. He leans down and kisses your forehead, while caressing your cheek.

“That was amazing, ____. You were amazing.” He praises as he sits on the couch, pulling you into an embrace as you sit on his lap. Your head rests in the crook of his neck and you can smell that familiar, fresh scent. It smells like home.

“Thank you, Gumi.”

‹𝟹 notes: i don't think there are going to be many more chaps for this fic soon. maybe 2 more at most idk. i dont rly know what i wanna do going forward, so i gotta keep it cookin in my brain for a lil more i guess lol. if y'all have suggestions i am ALWAYYYYYYS open for them! getting comments on my fic literally gives me so much serotonin u dont even understand lol

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gemstone-roses · 1 year

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I’ve really enjoyed your Hannibal fics and I was wondering if y could do one with fem reader when Hannibal and them get in a argument and he tries to woo her with gifts and stuff but it doesn’t work so he sets up like a really cute picnic or something xx thank you 🫶🏼🫶🏼

Hi! Thankyou so much! I enjoy writing them!

Warnings: bit of angst, fluff, kissing.

Reblogs and comments much appreciated thankyou🥺

He realises he's fucked up about three seconds after the door shuts, he steadies himself on the counter.

He can't even remember what you had been arguing about, but he remembers the moment the words left his lips before he could stop himself.

And your reaction hurt him the most.

You didn't yell, you didn't shout, scream, tell him he went too far, you just calmly said,

"Well then, I think I'll go now".

There's no attitude in your words, no sarcasm, no fight.

And hannibal realises then he's really done it.

He hesitates to call, it takes everything in him not to pick up the phone but he knows its what you need.

He starts with flowers. They appear on your desk, they are far too grand for you to feel comfortable displaying them, and he knows that, but he's not thinking with all his usual consideration right now.

He knows the gifts he's been sending probably didn't go down well, because your still not talking to him.

He even saw you pour the coffee he had left for you down the sink.

Deep down hannibal knew buying you gifts to apologise would never work, so when his mind has cleared slightly, he can think a bit clearer, he knows exactly what to do.

Instead of finding a gift at your desk today, you found a note. Handwriting out of a fairytale, you knew it was from hannibal.

It said to meet him on the top of the hill you'd spent your summer evenings on.

You loved it, there was a single cherry blossom tree at the top, and when the wind blew and the petals fell, you felt serene up there.

You walk the path up to the hill, your mood towards hannibal had long gone, you were just waiting for him to come -with a bit of grovelling- back to you.

You reached the top of the hill and hannibal stood from the blanket he'd laid out and walked towards you.

"Hi darling" he whispers, relief washing over him, because you showed up.

"Hi" you smile.

"I, I made some food, your favourite" he smiles and you think you might melt because here is hannibal, tripping over his words, apologising.

"Ooh, good, I'm starving" you laugh.

Hannibal wraps his arm around your waist, tenativley.

You lean into his embrace and he holds you tighter.

"Im sorry" he kisses the top of your head.

"I know" you say

"Truly, I should not have said what I did, and I hope you can forgive me" he says, his hand stroking up and down your side.

"Hannibal, we've all said something we shouldn't have done at one time or another, myself included" you assured him.

"I know but- "it still leaves a bad taste in his mouth.

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be" you say. And hannibal smiles. He ushers you to sit down and grabs a bottle of your favourite sparkling drink.

"Here darling" he offers you a glass and you stretch your legs out on the blanket.

"Thankyou, this is beautiful". You whisper, tilting your head back to look up at the canopy of the cherry blossom tree.

"Much better than that horrendously over the top bouquet you sent me" you jibe at him, hannibal leans back with you and laughs.

"Sorry about that" he says, and he leans his head forward just a tiny bit as if to indicate he really is sorry. You place your free hand on his chin, placing your drink down behind you.

You lean into him, catching his lips in a kiss. Hannibal props himself up so he's able to grasp your face with his hands.

He kisses you like it's the last thing he'll ever do.

He breaks the kiss eventually, leaving you breathless.

"The food is going cold" he whispers, hand running across your jaw.

Finally, hannibal hands you a plate of the food, smiling.

"Thankyou, you say" the stunning picnic he's put together warming your heart, and hannibal, is forgiven.

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Hiya ❤️ would you maybe do buck imagine for my bday tomorrow for me? I'd really need some distraction atm. One where you have a crush on each other but of course don't talk about it. Then one night you enter the living room all dressed up for a date and buck is totally flashed by you, until you ask for his opinion for it. When he realizes this is for another guy he gets all bad mooded and leaves. Then instead of your date, you head to Buckys room and decide to finally make a move and kiss him and admit your feelings, which leads to also sleeping together and lots of cute Bucky afterwards? 🙊

Hi babes!!! Im so sorry I didn’t reply to this sooner. I wanted to wait until I finished the fic before I answered. I left it more suggestive but there’s plenty of cute Bucky!!

Warnings: cursing and suggestive content

“I told you to stay back! Do you ever listen?” Bucky sneers when he spots a furry of black rush past him into the open courtyard.

“Yeah just not to you. I’ve learned to tune out your voice,"I plainly state back, tucking myself behind a cement pillar after making a mad dash across the courtyard.

“Would it kill you to put your ego aside for one mission? For…” he’s interrupted by the rain of bullets coming his way and he drops down to the ground, “Sam do you copy?”

“Loud and clear,” he answers through their earpieces, “It looks like there’s about five guys shooting at you. Want Redwing to take them out?”

Bucky’s nose flares at the mention of the godforsaken machine but concedes, “Cover her and I’ll do it.”

“Excuse me? I don’t need anyone’s…” a shriek cuts me short and the sound of my own bullets confirms that I do, in fact, need help and Redwing is on it within seconds, taking out the offended men.

“What was that?” Bucky tries not to sound mocking but it’s just too good of a moment to miss.

“Shove it, Barnes. You’re the one who doesn’t immediately think of his bionic arm because he’s right handed.”

“Sam you told her about that? That’s it. Both of you are fired when we get back.”

We chuckle at his false threat and focus on the task at hand; getting inside of the looming concrete building, extract the intel, and get out in one piece.

“Sammmmmmmmmm…”

The man glances up from the book he is reading at the sound of his name being drawn out, “yesssssss y/nnnnnnn?”

“I need to talk to you,” I nervously whisper, twisting around to see if anyone is in the room. Slipping his bookmark into the book, Sam sets it down and sits back against the couch, gesturing for me to take a seat.

“I swear to god if this has to be with robo cop, your free therapy sessions will come to an end,” he teased me but comes off harsher than he intended and he cringes when my face falls.

“Oh it’s okay. I’m sorry to bother you,"I quickly try to recover the social blunder I’ve made but he grabs my wrist and tells me to sit my ass back down.

“You’re not bothering me and you know better than to take me seriously,” he gently chides me as he pulls me into his side, “what did he do now?”

Fingers twist in uncomfortable angles as I ring my hands together in my lap. Regret starts to fill me and pushes against me like the strong coastal winds, trying to shove me off of the couch and out of the room.

“Nothing. I just…I just hate it, ya know? I hate the whole shitty back and forth we have and how he’s always such an asshole but only to me. I hate that…” I trail off and lean my head on Sam’s shoulder, “I hate that I can’t just tell him how I feel. At this point just getting it off my chest is all I want; I don’t care if he feels the same. I wouldn’t even care if he rejected me, as long as I just didn’t have to live with this disgusting school girl crush.”

Sam chuckles, “have you tried talking to him?”

“We are talking about the same person here, right?”

Although I can’t see him, I can feel the eye roll and heat it in the sarcasm that drips from his voice.

“I will shove you off this couch, I’m trying to HELP you,” he jokingly pushes me away causing us to both laugh, “if you won’t talk to him, then why not move on?”

My laughter dies instantly.

Move on?

Move fucking on?

“It’s not that simple,” I snipe at Sam and he hisses from the fake burn of my words.

“It was a suggestion. You don’t have to listen to it,” he says with mock defensiveness.

Another fit of laughter overcomes us and I fall into his lap, completely unaware of how this might look to others. That is until we hear a snort of disgust from the doorway.

The owner?

The one and only Bucky Barnes.

I scramble off of Sam and clear my throat, embarrassed that Bucky walked past.

“Come on, Sam. You can do better than her,” he says with a scowl before striding down the hallway again.

Sam’s jaw tenses and he’s muttering to himself as he stands, taking off after the super solider. He pauses at the door, “I’m sorry for him.”

“It’s fine,” I mumble but it’s not convincing enough.

“No it’s not and I’m going to kick his ass for it. And for the record I think you should at least try and date other people.”

I give him a small smile as he turns and takes off after Bucky, shouting the whole way that he better be ready to get his ass whopped.

Try and date other people.

It feels deeply wrong to even think about dating other people but Bucky clearly isn’t in a place to even hear my feelings for him.

I pull my phone out and open the most god forsaken app to ever exist; Tinder.

The profile that Yelena and Natasha helped me make has several matches and unread messages but I haven’t had the heart to respond or even open them. Scrolling aimlessly, I pick someone random and message him back.

I have to at least try no matter how loud my heart is screaming at me.

Nelly Furtado and Megan Thee Stallion have been on repeat for the last three maybe four hours. I’m sure everyone is annoyed and would be banging on my door, shouting at me to turn it off if Sam hadn’t told literally every single person in the tower that I had a date. Tony clapped me on the shoulder, congratulating me for getting out there while Yelena and Natasha demanded to know every detail about this mystery man. I promised Sam that I wouldn’t forget this and he better be ready to lose next time we spar during training. His usual smile dropped as the fear of god struck him. Well the fear of ME struck him.

Smoothing my dress down, I cock my head at my reflection in the mirror. I have to admit that I look stunning in the simple fitted dress that Natasha practically ordered I wear. It’s a tie dye pattern of cream and red with thin straps and a scoop neckline that shows off the star pendant necklace that Tony and Pepper gave me when I first moved in. A “welcome to the tower and good luck” gift as he put it with a teasing smile. Simple hoops line my ears and two matching bracelets adore my wrists however the simplicity of my outfit feels over the top. I’d changed my shoes about 40 times and settled on a pair of tan platform sandals but something is nagging at me to change again.

I check the time and curse under my breath when I see that I need to leave in 5 minutes, which certainly isn’t enough time to change everything. The thought of canceling occurs to me but I know I’ll never hear the end of it.

Checking my reflection one last time, I grab my phone and shove it in my purse before leaving my room. Normally I’d be able to tell if someone was in the common living room but I’m too distracted by hyping myself up for this date to notice that there is someone sitting on the couch.

A certain asshole who never fails to piss me off but also makes me fall for him even more to be exact.

I come to a halt when I feel his presence and duck behind the wall, praying he didn’t see me. Peaking my head out, I’m relieved that he hasn’t and my heart clenches at the sight. Bucky looks so peaceful sitting on the couch dressed in a hoodie and joggers with a well loved book in his lap. Although his hood is pulled up, his ruffled hair peeks out, having grown longer and longer with each passing day. When I first met him, he was damn near bald with his short cropped hair but he’s let it grow long enough that he has to push it back every now and again. I jokingly offered him a hair tie during training one day after I saw how frustrated he was getting with it. He snatched it from me with a grumble and sported a unicorn hair for the remainder of training. Sometimes I think I see that black hair tie on his wrist but he’s all too eager to get away from me for me to properly look.

“I can feel you staring, pervert,” his voice cracks from not being used in hours and I flinch at the sudden noise.

“I’m not staring,” I weakly mumble and step back into the living room.

He hasn’t looked up from his book, still reading the pages as he speaks to me, “yes you were.”

I roll my eyes and stick my tongue out at him which of course, he somehow sees. It’s beyond me how he can literally sense everything except for my feelings towards him.

His piercing eyes flicker up at me for a brief moment and back to his book before doing a double take.

“Where are you going?”

His question catches me off guard and I scowl at him, “what are you? My dad?”

His jaw twitches but he says nothing.

Satisfied that I got the best of him, I push my luck and ask him, “how do I look? Would you want to go on a date with me?”

Apparently that’s a big fucking mistake because he’s up and storming out of the room like a fucking child without a single word.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I mumble under my breath and go after him, “Barnes! I asked you a question, don’t you know it’s rude to storm off and not answer when someone asks you something?”

The behemoth of a man still says nothing as he continues to stomp down the hall.

“Bucky!” I shout at him and he stills right at his door. His left hand is gripping his door knob and I can hear it crumble under its strength. He doesn’t turn to look at me. No no he turns his head just enough to side eye me as he spits out, “fuck off, Y/N.”

The use of my first name takes me back. He never calls me y/n, not even when he’s furious with me for not falling orders. It’s always my last name, Agent, or some rude nickname and on very rare occasions when he’s flirting with me to be a dick, doll.

“Excuse me?” I scoff at him, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I said fuck off,” he grits out as he rips the door open and tries to slam it shut but my hand stops him.

“You don’t get to talk to me like that, no matter how much you hate me. What is your deal anyways? All I did was ask if you liked my outfit which shouldn’t matter to you anyways,” I tell him as I shove into his room. It’s his turn to be taken aback and he stumbles backwards when I push through.

“You’ve made it very clear that you despise me and I, for the life of me, cannot figure out why,” my pent up frustration and anger come spilling out as I continue to tell him off, “I was nothing but kind and friendly when I first got here but you? You were a dick from day one and only to me! You didn’t treat Yelena or even fucking Sharon that way. It was just me and it got worse! Oh my god it’s gotten so much worse and whether or not you want to believe it, I’m a person who has feelings! I can’t even begin to count how many times I’ve cried in the shower because of you. It got so bad that I would cry myself to sleep like a fucking idiot and someone had to sit with me until I fell asleep so I wouldn’t throw myself into a goddamn panic attack. Poor Sam almost moved in because he was the only one that could calm me down. Did you know that?”

He’s staring at me with wide eyes but not a single emotion crosses over them. It makes me unbelievably angry that my outburst doesn’t even phase him.

So I keep going, “and you want to know the worst part? The day I got here, Tony was showing me around and he brought me into the kitchen where everyone was eating. You were there, flirting with Sam just to piss him off but you looked so happy. You were laughing and smiling so much that Tony, fucking Tony made a comment about how that was the happiest he’d seen you in a while. You hadn’t seen us yet but when you did, you gave me that charming Brooklyn smile and it was all over for me. From that single smile, I knew I was screwed because I’d caught feelings for you. Not that it mattered though because within a matter of hours, you lost that smile and were so awful. I tried so hard to make you like me but nothing. If anything it made you hate me even more but no matter what, I’ve always had these…feelings for you that I don’t want anymore. I don’t want to look at you and feel my heart breaking because you don’t feel the same way. I don’t want to pick apart every person I talk to because they’re not you and I hate that they’re not. I don’t want to cry to Sam about how it feels like a piece of me is dying when I’m not around you but you want nothing to do with me. I don’t want to feel like this anymore, Bucky. I can’t… I can’t feel like this.”

By the end of my confession, the tears I swore I would never shed again have fallen. They ruin the makeup I spent an hour putting on, pretending it was a date with Bucky because thinking about Miguel makes my skin crawl. I know I look like a mess but I don’t care. I’ve said my peace finally and while it’s embarrassing and I know I’ll regret it later, it’s done. Maybe now I can move on or at least find comfort in knowing that I won’t have to face Bucky again and live with these disgusting unrequited feelings.

He’s still said nothing, hasn’t moved or otherwise acknowledged that he’s heard me. He just stands there, staring at me with a clenched jaw and completely still. The only noises that fill his room are my sniffles and the subtle whirring of his arm as he clenches his hands into fists.

Of course he wouldn’t say anything. Why would he? It’s not surprising but hurtful regardless because I would’ve hoped he’d find a shred of kindness to show me under all of that hatred.

I shake my head as I turn to leave, unable to deal with him and with the fact that I’m now late for my date. My phone buzzes and I’m greeted with a rather rude message from Miguel about how unattractive it is that I’m late and didn’t even give him a heads up. It takes everything in me to not scream as loud as I can and throw my phone against the wall. Instead I settle for angrily shoving it back into my purse while more than a few foul words fall from my lips.

A cold metal hand clasps onto my wrist as I pull open the door and I look down at it in shock.

“I don’t know what to say,” Bucky whispers, his grip gentle but inescapable all the same. I want to tear myself away but he’s touching me. My heart begins to pound at the connection between us and I let out a shuttered breath.

“You can start by apologizing for how you talked to me,” I manage to say with a voice that is steadier than my breathing.

“I’m sorry, doll. Not just for that but for everything. I’m sorry I made you feel that way. I’m sorry I made you cry and made you think I hated you. I’m sorry I ever treated you the way that I did. No one deserves that and especially not you,” he says in a low voice while slowly closing the distance between us. His hand slides up my arm until it rests on my bicep and he asks for me to come closer too with a soft squeeze.

“I know actions are louder than words and if you’ll let me, I will do anything you ask of me to make it up to you. All you have to do is ask, doll and I swear I’ll do it,” his voice cracks with emotions that I never thought he could feel. Tears brim his eyes as he looks at me with such hope that I feel my own threaten to start falling again.

“No,” it shocks me just as much as it shocks him. His hand loosens and falls to his side.

“No,” I breathe out, “I can’t…that’s….Bucky I just admitted that I’m in love with you and that’s all you have to say? I appreciate the effort but it’s not…no it’s not enough.”

“You’re in love with me?”

Disbelief laces his words and I let out a scoff because he can’t be fucking serious right now.

“Don’t… don’t make me say it,” I stammer over my words as my sobs get caught in my throat.

He blinks at me for a moment before repeating it more to himself than me, “you’re in love with me.”

I wait with bated breath as he processes the revelation. He takes a sudden step forward and I take one back out of habit. Pain explodes onto his face as he steps back again and I swear to god I’ve never felt my heart break as much as it is now.

“Don’t play with my emotions, Bucky,” I hiss, the words harsher than I intend

“Jesus fuck,” he mutters while running a hand through his hair, “do you really think I’d do something like that?”

An answer materializes on my tongue but I can’t say it and he learns it from the struggle in my eyes.

“Wow, I…I can’t believe that you think that low of me.”

“No, I don't because I think the world of you.”

He shakes his head, “don’t play with my emotions either, doll.”

“Considering that I don’t know what they are most of the time, I don’t think I could even if I tried.”

There’s a shift in the tension and I can’t place what. Bucky straightens his shoulders and looks at me with a new intensity. He attempts another step in my direction and when I don’t back away, he begins to prowl towards me.

“I’m not good with words.”

“Trust me I’m aware.”

“I haven’t been able to think about my own wants and needs until recently.”

He backs me into the door but stays a foot or so away from me.

“Where are you going with this?” My voice is whinier than I’d hoped and I pray to god he doesn’t notice.

But he does and the smile that hooked me in the first place overtakes his face.

“Anywhere you want me to, doll. If you want me to give you space, I’ll give it to you even though it’ll break me,” he whispers seriously, “If you want me to grovel until we’re both old and forget why, I’ll gladly get on my knees for you right now. If you want me to show you how I feel, all you have to do is say yes.”

Hesitation creeps up on me because I know what I want and what I want is not what I need.

“Yes.”

Bucky takes the final steps and pins me against the door, both arms caging me in so I have nowhere to go. My hands fly up to his shoulders as he leans in, not quite letting our lips touch.

“I’m in love with you too,” he whispers against my lips before his descends upon mine. I half expected him to devour me but it’s unhurried, slow and languid as our lips move in sync. I can feel his love in the way that his tongue slides against my bottom lip before slipping in. He’s gentle with me as his hands move to cradle my head and pull me impossibly closer. He's apologizing for the tears and angst I’ve felt as my phone rings and he silences it without breaking our kiss. He’s showing that he’ll spend as long as it takes to show his love for me as he urges me to wrap my legs around his waist and takes me to his bed.

My phone rings again and he lets out a frustrated growl as he breaks our kiss to answer it. He rolls his eyes at the name that flashes and presses the answer button with a little too much aggression.

“Hello?”

I can’t hear what Miguel says but Bucky’s replies are very clear.

“This is her boyfriend.”

“Since when? Since right fucking now.”

He hangs up and tosses my phone to the other side of his bed.

“Boyfriend, huh?” I tease however it falls short when he dips his head to my neck, licking and sucking at my skin.

“Have a problem with it, doll?”

“Not at all.”

#bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fic #marvel imagine #bucky barnes fanfic

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cosmicmunsonwrites · 9 months

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okay so i’m a huge over thinker, like my brain just doesn’t stop. lately i've been getting thoughts about my loved ones passing away, im just rlly afraid to lose the people i’m closest to. maybe something small of jj comforting the reader when she gets thoughts like that? <3

right in front of me

pairing(s): bf!jj maybank x gf!fem!reader

warnings: thoughts of loved ones passing, pet names

summary: after noticing your change in mood, jj steps in to comfort you.

authors note: hi love! thank you for the request :)) i’m so sorry you’re feeling like that, but i truly hope you start to feel better <33

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do not copy my works. i do not condone rewrites, translations, or edited versions. all my content is my content that i wrote.

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you were currently cuddled against his chest on the couch, watching whatever movie was playing.

you weren’t paying attention.

but then again, how could you? its like the thoughts never stopped. your mind was way too active and it never seemed to stop coming up with new negativity to leave you overthinking to the max.

you hated when it happened. it was often something new which then added to the bad thoughts as a whole.

and right now, you were at one of your lowest.

you began to think. you hadn’t checked in on your parents in a while. maybe you should? maybe you should text them right now, just incase. after all, you never really know how much time you have left with them.

maybe while you’re at it, text your aunt and uncle. you haven’t talked to them in a while. are they even okay?

the urge to grab your phone right now was beginning to eat away at you. you should really text them. what if something happens and you didn’t get to say one last ‘i love you’? maybe you can just—

“hey,” jj interrupted your thoughts, bright blue eyes searching yours. “i lost you there for a minute, sweetheart.”

oh.

what if you lose jj? what if he loses you? what if—

“what’s goin’ on in that pretty little head of yours?” he asked curiously.

you just shook you head. “nothing.”

“really? cause you were zoned out for a good 5 minutes,” he replied. “c’mon, sweetheart. what’s wrong?”

you felt like you were going to cry. “you know,” you shrugged. “just same old, same old.”

he reached for the remote to pause it before wrapping his arm around your shoulder to pull you closer to him. “it’s just thoughts, baby. they’re not real. you’re not gonna lose ‘em anytime soon,” he said. “and i can promise you i’m not goin’ anywhere.”’

you sighed and buried your head into his shoulder. “you don’t know that though.”

he leaned his cheek against your head. “maybe. but still, you gotta just enjoy the time you have with them now, you know, think of the memories. and i know it’s not easy, but distract yourself so you don’t have the time to think like that. besides, you know your family does the best they can to stay healthy.”

“i don’t know how to distract myself though,” you said, muffled against his shirt. “my mind just always wanders.”

“well,” he began. “i can think of a few ways to distract you.”

you smacked his chest. but then again, you couldn’t help the laugh that left your lips. “you’re so stupid.”

“i know. but that’s why you love me,” he said with a big cheesy grin.

and just like that, with your boyfriends stupid humor, you were distracted for a little.

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a-libra-writes · 1 year

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AAAA REQUESTS ARE OPENED ILYSM!!11!1!1If it's not too much id like to request for my bbgs Jamie, Brienne and maybe Arya when they haven't seen s/o all day so they're getting pretty angsty but when they're finished with training or whatever for the day they find beloved asleep in one of the spots they usually meet at while waiting for them. (Sorry if I made it too specific) sending much loveლ⁠(⁠´⁠ ⁠❥⁠ ⁠`⁠ლ⁠)

Im gonna do Jaime and Brienne (and some others bc i cannot control myself) but sans Arya! lets goooo

Jaime - First of all, he's in a foul mood when he finally gets back, muttering and grumbling to himself. When he spots you in the usual spot you wait in - oh. Shit, that's actually ... very endearing. He wants to be smug about it, but there's just a lot of sentiment that sits with him as he tries to remember someone wanting to see him that badly, that they'd fall asleep waiting. He watches you for a little while, considering this, before finally waking you up. Now he's all smug and teasing you about being so clingy. Naturally he'll escort you back to your chambers, not really caring about the hour or that he's a Kingsguard and shouldn't be seen doing such things. He'll figure out a lie an explanation later.

Jon - He's ready to kick in the door of the Lord Commander's chambers, if only his sore and freezing body would cooperate. Jon's exhausted and figured a while ago you would've gone to bed. You both have to be careful, after all - but then he spots you dozed off in an old wooden chair by a dying hearth. Were you waiting up this whole time? He feels guilty at once, and tries to be quiet as he gets the fire going again. Once it's up, Jon gently wakes you up by brushing some of your hair aside and kissing your brow. He really can't help himself, though his hands are like ice! You two cuddle and warm up before heading to your separate chambers.

Brienne - It was a brutal day of riding and routing bandits, and while she can normally take it, this went on longer than usual. Brienne's strong, but she has her physical limit. She's staggering back, being the last to retire to bed. When she finds that you waited for her, she feels so bad! Brienne hadn't realized you'd do such a thing - it fills up her heart with affection, so she gently wakes you and asks if she can carry you back to your room. You actually accept, and she feels the fatigue wash away as she gladly carries you back. She loves being a knight for you, and it turns out you're very snuggly when you're tired.

Arthur Dayne - He leaves his post late in the evening, much later than the usual meeting time. You probably aren't there, but - it's worth a look, isn't it? And there you are, asleep in the garden you and Arthur like to steal away to. He wakes you up very gently, cautioning you between kisses about falling asleep in such a vulnerable state. He doesn't have the heart to really scold you about it, at least not until the morning. He escorts you halfway to your chambers before has to retreat to the White Sword Tower.

Victarion - He already thinks about you when he doesn't want to, or when it's not a good time. It happens more often when he's tired, which is troublesome. The late hour doesn't occur to him when he's back; you're always waiting, no matter what, and - oh. You're asleep. ... You really shouldn't be asleep where anyone could find you and do something, even in Castle Pyke. Victarion scoops you right up, not realizing how badly that would startle you. He just grumbles that you ought to be more careful, and any touches or kisses distract him immediately.

Asha - First, why are you so damn cute? How'd you end up in a place like the Iron Islands, anyway? For once in her life, someone is waiting for her at home like a puppy... even when she gets back late, like now. Asha wills her tired body over and wakes you up with a big kiss and her soft laugh. Aww, what, you really like her that much? She messes with your hair and pulls you up, urging you to her chambers as you stumble and grumble behind her.

Jorah - Well he's always thinking of you, but especially so if he had to depart before the sun is up and he's finally returning hours after its set. By then, Jorah's exhausted and just wants to get home to you. Once he finds you asleep on the settee you like best - oh no, he might die from the sweetness. You waited up for him? Jorah sits right next to you, giving you a big, sleepy hug and apologizing about being back so late. You both end up falling asleep cuddled up on the couch because he's too tired to move and now you're comfortable and warm, so you aren't going anywhere.

Brynden - Coming back from a long day of training and keeping up with his men, Brynden doesn't notice the time until he spots you sleeping on a large windowsill. He feels bad for making you wait so long, and finds it endearing you even wanted to wait up for an old knight. He picks you up very carefully, so it's his voice that wakes you. "Making these old bones carry you back to bed, hm?" He's not bothered that anyone would spot you two - he knows which halls are empty at this hour.

#jaime lannister x reader #brienne of tarth x reader #jon snow x reader #arthur dayne x reader #victarion greyjoy x reader #asha greyjoy x reader #jorah mormont x reader #brynden tully x reader #game of thrones x reader #got x reader #libra headcanons

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suengmi · 1 year

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haii, i saw that you wanted some ot8 prompts?

maybe skz’s different ways of showing affection? maybe comforting you after a long day? idk if you’ve done any of these yet but im in a soft mood today, had a bit of a shitty day myself and nearly got fired because I overslept so that was fun 🤧

get round to this if you feel like it, if not i totally understand!! keep yourself safe bby <33 -🐶x

I'm so sorry you had a shitty day :( jeez were all human. when one of my employees slept in the other day I was like "get ya hole here where you at" and they're like "IM COMIN MY BIG OLE OVER SLEPT" like damn not the end of the world yeesh ANYWAYS hope this makes u feel better pup ❤️

no warnings (mentions of non sexual nudity???) just FLUFF ACK

○ BANGCHAN

chan always knows you're upset, he senses it almost immediately. whenever you're upset, you need space but need his comfort just as much. kind of mixed messages. you feel guilty sometimes not knowing what you want. but chan is always there, asking you what you need in the end. sometimes you don't know, so it takes it into his own hands, cooking for you, washing your hair when you shower together, giving neck kisses while he does so. "more kisses? i have unlimited for you"

○ CHANGBIN

changbin, ever the fusser. he would try to make jokes after he noticed and tease you a little bit. he'll do anything to make you laugh or smile, but you weren't always in the mood. sometimes, he got a bit confused, trying to read your face. "baby, I'm sorry. what do you need?" with that, you'd melt into his touch, crying into his neck. he'd pick you up, pulling your legs around his waist. "my lil koala" he'd say, pulling his head back to give you a kiss. his kisses would get a bit aggressive in the end, telling you how much he loves you. in the end, you'd be laughing "bin stop!!"

○ FELIX

felix would instantly come to you, hands cradling your face, probably dropping whatever he was holding not caring. "oh don't cry! why are you crying? baby what's wrong?" big cuddles, pushing your face into his chest. "felix i can't breathe." he keeps holding you for a second before he realises "oh sorry" you'd laugh a little bit, him just laughing with you about his overly affectionate way of comforting you. "i sometimes have to breathe you know" kisses all over your face and fingers sitting under your shirt, telling you how proud he is of you. MORE KISSES.

○ JEONGIN

"oh shit" he'd say, seeing you crying on the couch. his bags thudding on the ground as he walked in the door. "baby no," he'd panic a bit, walking to your side to sit next to you. "what's wrong?" you'd just start crying more. "tell me baby please. what do you need?" you'd throw yourself into his arms, mumbling how you just wanted cuddles. he wasn't the quickest to pick these things up, but he knew if you'd just want to cry, letting you do what you needed. his hands soothing along your back as he rested his cheek on your head. "are you hangry? I'll get in the car right now you wanna maccas? chocolate? is it me?? do i stink??" you'd just laugh, knowing he's doing his best.

○ JISUNG

eyes wide and searching your own. you're in the sheets. nothing is said when he slips in behind you, running his hand around your waist to hold you. "you don't have to talk" he'd say, kissing your cheeks and shoulders. reassuring you that he gets overwhelmed sometimes, too, so he understands. you'd turn into his chest, enjoying his smell. it's comforting. in the end, you'd just exist in his arms, not talking about anything. he'd just kiss your head, waiting for you to feel comfortable enough to talk. patient as always

○ HYUNJIN

drops everything that he's doing when he hears you sniffle a little bit. "baby what is it? tell me" you'd just shake your head not wanting to talk. "bad day huh? tell me, please, i wanna know" you'd end up talking about your day, how shitty your work was, he knows you'll feel better after venting just getting it all off your chest. he knows you too well. his hands would be running through your hair and fingers gently wiping away your tears. "I love you" he'd say, all gooby and warm. this would make you cry more mumbling into his chest that you love him too.

○ LEE KNOW

"what you whining about?" he'd laugh when he came home hearing you start spouting off about work and the shit that came with it. this would probably make it a bit worse, frustration of him not listening and turning it into a joke. "oh babe" he'd coo, coming to your side, grabbing your hands in his. he wouldn't realise how bad you feel until he actually sees you. "sorry is it really that bad? i didn't mean to make you cry more" he'd probably feel really bad, pressing little kisses on your puffy lips. "im a dick" he'd pout, kissing you more. you're a mess now, everything setting you off. "i'm here, what do you need? I'll do whatever I can."

○ SEUNGMIN

seungmin says nothing when he notices you crying. the kiss on your forehead would be gentle, saying it all. he'd leaves you for a moment running you a bath and lighting some candles in his bathroom. he'd bring you to the bathroom carefully moving you with his hand in yours, undressing you before him. he'd help you into the bath, sitting in behind you. just rubbing his hands up and down your arms and giving you cuddles whenever you'd cry harder, arms sitting across your chest and face nuzzling into your neck whispering how beautiful you were and how you could get through this.

#felix x reader #stray kids x reader #myfic #stray kids fic #skz fic #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #seungmin x reader #changbin x reader #jisung x reader #jeongin x reader #i.n x reader #hyunjin x reader #lee know x reader #minho x reader #skz imagines #🐶anon #hehe ty bb <3 #stray kids

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disappointing-my-kid · 1 year

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Luigi is pretending to be Peach when he gets kidnapped but Bowser knew instantly.

It was one of his kids who did the kidnapping this time. To show their papa how strong and brave they are so something.

Bowser doesnt even need to look Luigi in the eyes to know this isnt Peach. She never shows such fear when being kidnapped. He can easily see whoever this is fidgeting and shakin in their boots (or heels) but hes a good father. And the look on his kids face. How could he ruin this. So he plays along.

A booming laugh shakes Luigi to his core as he slowly looks up to meet Bowsers gaze. He feels like those fiery red eyes are looking into his soul. Suddenly the mask on his face feel straggling. Then Bowsers gaze finally leaves him and goes to the Koopaling that captured him and softens. “Fantastic work! Now tell me who helped you in such a feat!” The child bounced up and down on the spot “No one Papa! I did it all by myself!” Luigi had never seen Bowser this way before. Sure he knew he had kids but he never imagined him actually being a good father. The way Bowsers fave shifted into the facade of shock. “Surely not just you! No no someone must have helped you. Why something of this caliber? You must have taken the whole army!” At that the child giggled as Bowser made a show of looking around. “No papa it was just me! No help at all!!… well grandad did show me a map to the mushroom kingdom.” The child was nervously fiddling with claws at the mention of help. Bowser now put on a display of wonder. “Really? Thats all the help you got?” Then he boomed “Wonderful my child! Fantastic work!” His child giggling as Bowser lifted them up into the air a few times, Bowser laughing along with them.

Completely stunned by this, Luigi just stood there unsure of what to do. Did Bowser forget he was here? Who knew the man or well koopa had such a soft side, he was wonderful with his kid. Maybe he could escape while they both are distracted. He felt bad for the lil one seeing how happy they had been about capturing him. Which is why Luigi was so easy to capture in the first place, having a soft spot for kids himself. But he couldnt let Bowser figure him out. Tho the moment he shifted to move Bowser instantly looked at him, causing him to tense up. His Anxiety getting the better of him and he just gave a sheepish awkward wave. Hes so going to die here. The look Bowser was giving him, if looks could kill. Yup this is it. The moment hes found out hes done for. Bowser turned back to his child and in a more serious tone “Now i have some things i need to discuss with the Princess.” The way he said it made the hair in Luigis neck stand up. Peach had said Bowser never hurt her but boy was he terrifying. “So why dont you l” but before he could finish what he was saying the child interrupted him with a whine “but daadd i wanna play with the Princess!” Giving him father the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. Which in Luigis opinion was pretty darn good. He could clearly see Bowsers internal struggle. Something else won out though when Bowser glanced back in Luigis direction. “Im sorry but this is rather important. Why dont you head down to the kitchens and pick tonights dinner.” At this the child quickly jumped up “Can I pick dessert too!!” Bowser chuckled at his childs excitement and nodded “yes yes dessert too.” And just like that the kid was off. Rushing past Luigi without even glancing at him.

When the door closed instantly the mood shifted into something heavy. Every part of Luigis being told him to run. Slowly he turned back to look at Bowser. All softness gone from his face. His eyes narrowed as to get a better look at this “Princess” and then he stood. “So Princess” he began has he walked from his throne towards Luigi. “How are you doing today?” Though the words themselves had been pleasant they had been spoken with such sarcasm that Luigi knew he knew. Frozen in fear as his mind raced on what to do. He should say something. But how. What to say to not get burnt to a crisp. “I asked you a question Princess” Bowser was now right in front of Luigi, who looked up with horror at the anger on Bowser face. “Im waiting” well its now or never. Taking in a deep breath and mustering up all the courage he had “Im” was all he got out before a punch right in the gut cut him off and lifting him off the floor slightly. He gasped as all the air was knocked out of him. Bowser then let him crumple to the floor. Doubled over Luigi clutched his stomach.

Bowser demanded “Get up.” But when Luigi made no move to stand Bowser growled out “Get… Up” slowly Luigi placed one arm out and pushed himself up. He staggered for a moment but once he got his balance he slowly looked up to Bowsers face. All color draining as his eyes met with the Koopas. Pure rage is all Luigi could find. “Im still waiting on you to answer my question.” Bowsers features smoothed out as Luigi knew this was a trap. He knew he was already stuck in it. He needed to figure a way out of this that didnt end in him dying. “B-Bow” was all he got out before his entire middle wasn yanked up. Arms pinned to his sides as Bowsers grip held him firmly. Then the pressure increased. Luigi gasping at the pain from his earlier blow. Bowsers voice dripped with venom as he spoke “Did you really think you could fool me? With this pathetic displace?” He gestured to Luigis entire form. “Do you take me for a fool?” He spat. Luigi quickly shaking his head as he wriggled in Bowsers grasp. Bowser who at the display only tightened his grip a bit more. Luigi letting out a pathetic squeak as air became hard to get. At the sound Bowser scoffed “lets see who you really are.” Unable to move at all Bowser ruffly ripped off Luigis mask, scratching his cheek deeply as he did so. Then everything froze. Luigi had his eyes screwed shut waiting for the final blow to come. Bowsers gripped loosed as he just stared. This caused Luigi to slowly peak his eyes open. The moment he looks at the kings face he saw the shock. Then it transformed into anger. Instantly Bowser grip came back in full force as he yelled “YOU!!!” Luigi winced not just from the yelling but at the pain in his abdomen. Hes not sure his body can handle much more of this. He had do something and quickly if he didnt wanna be crushed to death. “B-b-bowser.” He stammered out, no longer sure if it was his nerves or the pain causing it this time. Of course speaking just caused Bowser to tighten his grip. Oh he cant handle any more of this. “P-please I-I” he started to beg but he was cut off as Bowser once again yelled “HOW DARE YOU AND YOUR BROTHER TRY TO FOOL ME!” Raging. “I- I ca-cant please” Luigi struggling but his vision is started to go black. This is it. This is how he dies. Everything gone all because he wanted to dress up.

A sickening crack resounded and everything went black for the plumber as he passed out from the pain and lack of air. The sound caused Bowser to freeze once again. Looked at the unconscious form, unmoving body in his grasp. Blood at the corners of the mans mouth and running down his cheek. Eyes widening with realisation he quickly opened his hand as if Luigis body was burning him. What had he done. Sure he was angry but he never wanted to. He didnt mean to. Realisation hit him as hard as Luigis unconscious form his the floor. No no no no, he panicked. Hands shaking Bowser slowly reached for Luigis body. Gently placing one on the mans chest he could ever so slightly feel it rise and fall. Not dead. A wash of relief flooded over him. Then he felt the chest stop. Long moments later it started again. Quickly Bowser called out for Kamek. Just as quickly the old man appeared at his side. “Yea your Majes” his sentence cut off has he gasped upon seeing Luigis body. Kamek was pulled from his shock as Bowser spoke “quickly we have to get him to the infirmary.”

Sorry yall it was supposed to be fluffy. I cant write fluffy very good. The og plan was foe Bowser to end up having a good time playing with his kid and Luigi. But then i just dismissed the kid and it got darker and darker. I wish i wrote it better tho. Its kinda lame i think lol i can do better but jts my first time writing anything mario related. So i dont have a good grasp on the characters. Ill get there. Also couldnt decide which kid i wanted it to be so ill leave that up to yall.

#bowuigi #bowser #luigi #angst #my writing #writing prompt #mario bros

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snenbubs · 5 months

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Okay so early my Dumas was chewing on a glowstick idk why I like the crunch and my brother tells me to stop before I krill myself and I looked him dead in the eyes and bit tf out of the glowstick breaking it and green chimalcs are just coming out of my mouth,and while I was trying to clean my mouth I was wondering what if mammon had an s/o who's very playful and he'll just find them throwing those little tiny ass demons in the air or just straigh has a fucking tea party with them

(I think their called underlings)

Idk why I'm requesting this I'm just very eepy and want to chew on a glowstick anyways have an amazing day

Ps funny pictures

HELLO!! SORRY I DIDNT RESPOND TO THIS RIGHT AWAY I NORMALLY DO I WAS SICK

also LMFAO IM CRYING I HAD TO SHOW THIS ASK TO MY FRIENDS CUZ IT WAS JUST ABSOLUTELY CRAZY, I HOPE UR OKAY PLS DONT DIGEST GLOW STICKS!!

I do absolutely love this idea though, so here u go!! I'll do HCs but if u want me to write like, a one-shot for this just leave an ask! :D

- Mammon is very playful himself, so i think thats definitely where the attraction lies between you both! He can get so serious at times, but its always easy for him to unwind when you are there, joking about and toying and laughing with him.

- You are absolutely, completely and utterly crazy but he adores it so so much.

- When the two of you first met, he thought it was an act, much like his touchy-feely friendly jester persona. He thought that you put on this entertaining personality for those around you, and it worked, clearly, as it drew him in so intently.

- SO, when he quickly found out that it wasn't an act, was he GLAD.

- You both definitely play pranks on the other sins or royals.

- Nothing too serious, it wont get you in trouble! But, a pail of water on Asmodeus' firey head is sure to get a rumble going. Honey in the pillows of Beezlebub. Just enough to have them angrily shaking their fists as the two of you giggle and laugh amonst yourselves.

- However, though he can bounce off of your playful personality well, there are moments where you catch him off guard.

- The time he caught you eating a glowstick was utterly HORRIFIC. He wasn't sure if the chemicals could hurt you the same way they did with humans on Earth, but he was NOT taking that risk.

- Que him chasing you around like a dog with chocolate.

- His underlings both love you and fear you, because how you treat them depends on your mood;

- If your happy, your playful personality will leave them joyous and replenished, a nice addition to the stressing job of serving Mammon.

- You throw tea parties for them a lot! Mammon didn't know about this for a LONG while as you mostly did it when he wasn't around, knowing his keen nature for work.

- These tea parties however aren't the fancy kind most royals would be into. The kinds that, as Mammon's partner, you're supposed to be into. No these are more like that of a mad-hatters tea party; the table is too small for you because most butler imps and hellborns are tiny. Tea is being spilt. The food is on fire. It's just absolute chaos.

- The shock on Mammon's face when he found out these things were occuring under his manors roof was something you wish you could have taken a picture of.

- But he couldn't stay angry at you.

- On the other hand, when you're upset, those poor underlings are being THROWN.

- It's not even like an accidental, in the moment thing. You just enjoy throwing them. Mammon has even bought you a few personal underlings that are specially used for throwing. He really cares about your hobbies.

- Now then... this playful personality of yours is very helpful when it comes to flustering Mammon.

- You tease him a lot, flirtatously.

- He's all bark no bite. Great at dishing out commente that'll have you flushed but so horribly bad at taking it.

- So, just one little comment; maybe mocking his accent seductively, will have him looking away all shy and meek.

- All in all, it's your playful personality that draws Mammon toward you, he loves how easy he can get along with you and how you always know how to bring a smile to his face. Being a Royal Sin is hard but knowing that you will always be there for him is what gets him through each Hellish day.

I hope you like this!!! :D feel free to leave me more reqs i rlly like them! ur my no.1 fan forreal

ps. that picture is both really funny and horrifically scary omg 😭

#mammon hb #mammon hb x reader #hb mammon #helluva boss x reader #mammon helluva boss #i love him #i need him so bad #he is so cute #and silly #i hope he has a lovely day #and i hopd you have a lovely day

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dyrus · 9 months

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today i woke up and saw tfblade post how he got banned three times and thought that was kinda crazy but funny.

but being one minute out of bed i skimmed it then saw a reply saying he needed to get off the net and that league is a childrens game.

this immediately provoked me because the thought of someone controlling someone else to be online and calling league a childrens game when i made a ton of money off it made me really angry.

so i replied with the "who the fuck do you think you are lmao" and was laughing on my way to the shower.

i played sf6 streamed played baulders with the boys, then checked back on it and saw a bunch of people saying i fell off, i wasnt human, one parasocial weirdo brought up my ex, and one guy being genuninely confused.

i felt anger and sadness for a good hour and then went back to reasess why this happened and realized the context was he didnt just fuck himself over but it was a korean bootcamp so a bunch of ppl that came over got banned not just him.

not to mention korea stans, vtubers fans, league fans all involved. so realizing that i stepped on a landmine i wasnt mad anymore and actually understood why the feedback was so awful and deleted some dumb shit i said and said sorry to the one guy who was confused on why i would ever say such a thing.

i was in a really bad mood at the end of my day but thanks to my friends who let me vent for a little i came to realize that i actually fucked up by not reading more. and even posting in drama filled with these kinds of fans. i'm impressed that anyone even liked my post because now i feel sick looking at the situation so i deleted it.

i still dont think it's right for others to tell people what to do and calling league a childrens game but i clearly missed the point and took a L today.

everything is good with me but i have no motivation to do anything besides play games and keep myself from being to unhealthy (i'm back at 230) but i plan on losing weight again before any event i go to (evo or twcon) next year and hopefully can post some very happy pictures once again like last year.

that was my day, i posted this because i feel like this is my safe space and i felt a little lonely for the first time in months.

i really dont think i would of done anything to much different in my life but so much pain is caused from misunderstandings and miscommunication and sometimes when i want attention and act like a fool once in awhile.

but i have a lot of gamer friends i enjoy playing games with so im good.

holy fuck i hate being bi now it's like double the horny and i dont need any of that.

thanks for coming to my ted talk

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isha-4b2 · 8 months

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Do you remember?

Movie: the maze runner

Couple: reader x newt

Warning: smut, fluff ig, unprotected sex, anoying minho.

*it about newt wants to know about you and him before the maze and he gets to know on a very very fun way. ( this is my first time writing yk smut so sorry if it sucked)

YOUR POV

You were working in the gardens with your lovely boyfriend newt today. Honest... he looked hot .. just so hot. Not forget to mention it was like 1000 degrees so him being shirt-less wasn't helping very much. Your were so caught up in your own tought that you didn't realise you were staring.

N: enjoying the view love

He said with a wink..

When you shot out your daydream you felt your cheeks burning and turning bright red.

N: aw no need to getting flusterd love.

Y/n: ohh shut up asshole

N: what did i do wrong?? You were the one staring

Y/n: well stop being so goddamn handsome and i will stop staring!

You said with a sight smile..

You saw newt turning pink and you were about to tease him for it but you were cut off by a anoying, sassy rather i say teasing minho.

M: ohhh get a room you two

Y/n: shut up minho

M: someone is in a bad mood. Newt i let you handle your lovely girlfriend. Y/n always a pleasure to see you.. newt my man get it!!

He said sending newt a wink. And with that he walked away.

NEWT POV

The moment minho walked away i stepped closer to y/n. "Gosh isn’t she the most cutest thing you ever saw" i said to myself. She was just getting back to her work but i just couldn’t look away. The way she makes a difficult face when she can't get the tomato out of the ground it just so adorable. I zoned out and was lost in my own thoughts i couldn’t help but wonder if we were something before the maze. I never thought about it i mean we felt the conection the moment she came up. We were one of the gladers that were the longest here along with alby. I knew she was different but did we had something before?.. i didn't knew. I really wanted to know tho so i maybe i should ask thomas, we grew lose and i knew he was having visions of the time before the maze.

N: y/n, love do you know were thomas is?

Y/n: i dont know maybe in the maze suckface you made him a runner.

You said laughing at him for forgetting.

N: oh yeah right.

He said laughing with you.

Y/n: why tho.. it there something bothering you??

What am i going to say should i tell her?? What if she things im doubting our relationship.. would she leave me..

N: nope im perfectly...

I was about to finish my sentence when a saw thomas and ben running out of the maze.

(Pretend like ben wasn't stung..)

Y/n: newt you were saying...??

She ask with a questioning tone.

N: nothing thomas is back im gonna talk with him i finished my work so just scream when your done.

With that i walked over to thomas and i saw that y/n was looking at me with a weird look. I brushed it off. and approached thomas.

T: newtt whats up..

N: hey thomas i just kinda have a question.

T: well shoot it.

N: its about the visions you get.. how do you like get them...

T: well usually its a dream... well nightmare i guess. But i think its about being in the moment..

N: oh well thank you.

T: why do you ask is there something??

N: i just wanna know things about me and y/n before the maze you know.

T: ahhh i get it i wanted it with theresa it worked when we you know got intimate.

N: when did you get bloody intimate!! how did you find time!! were did you-. You know what i dont what to know please don't give me details.

T: hahaha but i do know my story with theresa now.

N: thanks thomas i will try it

T: hmm well good luck get it ;)

With that i walked back to y/n and lucky for me she was done.

Y/N POV

The moment newt left i felt something was bothering him. A couple minutes later i was done and saw newt laughing with thomas. What am i lucky to have him. I wanted to go to him but i saw he was already walking over to me. When he was finally here ( his damn limp ) he went for it just like that.

N: y/n i want to have sex with you..

I was damn shocked i mean 4 monthes of a relationship but it wasn't going more than heated make-out sesions. When he realised what he said he turned red no scratch that he turned deep red for shame.

Y/n: newt don't be ashamed its normal don't worry.

I saw him relief a sigh.

Y/n: but so suddendly you were in need to find thomas and then this....

N: i uhmm i just wanted to know about our past before this before the maze...

Y/n: why didn't you tell you know i would've understood.

N: i know i just overthink...

(Tw spicy)

You knew newt had a problem with that it were personal traumas. You saw his face turned to the ground so you grabbed his chin and forced him to look at you. And with that you kissed him loveing and sweet, slow and passionate.

You felt his tongue beg for entrance but you remembered you were in public and everyone could see you.

"Newt they can see us" you said rather moaning. He didn't care he took his chance to stick him tongue in your mouth when you talked. He grabbed your waist and picked you up. He took you took his hut and wrapped you legs around his middle. You moaned at the feeling of his now his hard member.

"Love that sound you make love" he said with a groan.

At this moment you just wanted him to take you right there and then. You grabbed his shirt in order to take it off. He let you undress him while he was undressing you (i dont know if that posibble just imagine). When you were both naked he looked at you.

"Are you 100% sure love cause i might think i can't stop if you dont stop me here."

You let out a chuckle and say "i never was so sure about something."

And with that he enterd you with a moan from you and a groan from him he let you adjust to him. You really needed him to move

" newt please move" you say as you couldn’t take it.

And that was his sign he pushed himself in and out you at a steady pace. " bloody hell woman you feel so good" he said. You never felt so good.

NEWT POV

I was so happy she felt so good i got want i wanted. I felt her become tight around me so i knew she was there. I trust and i felt it to. My trust became sloppy and our noises fill the room. I was so desperate and i closed my eyes. But i didn't expect to see what i saw. We were in a lab... i saw y/n she was looking at me. I took her with me i saw walls im telling her something.

N: please remeber me im next to go i will not see but i will wait y/n i love you so much and then i kissed her.

And went back to reality. I saw the position we were in and y/n her closed eyes. She said my name and i feel her loseing up. And ride our highs out. I walked over to to my hammock and layd us down and wrapped my arm around her. We were catching our breathes when she askes me "did you saw it to?" She ask a litte out of breath. I did love, i did... we loved.. well i loved you before this all." I said because i didn't heard her say it back.

"Newt i loved you to im so happy i remebered we loved eachother before and we always will."

" i promise as long as i will live"

and with that said you both fell a sleep in eachother arms.

#maze runner #images #newt maze runner #smut

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shitpostingsystem · 4 months

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bsd ramblings (season 3 and 4)

“is there really any value to this thing we call living?” dazai’s a mood

KID DAZAI AND CHUUYA OMFGOMFG

“what kind of suicidal punk are you” — chuuya to his future husband

omg i love the sillies

mori sounds like the kurzgesagt dude ngl

THEY HATE EACH OTHER OMG THEYRE SO IN LOVE

THE B A N T E R

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

chuuya being a shortie is so fun. “i’m still growing” growing my ass just kiss dazai already

THE ODA PARALLELS AAAAAAAAAAAAA

dazai you autistic motherfucker

chuuya being a gang leader is fun

dazai is my silly

wait so chuuya’s technically 7 years younger than he actually is?

gravity boi x suicidal manic, my favorite ship dynamic

THE BABIS ARE SKKING THE BABIS ARE SKKING THEYRE DOUBLE BLACK WKEHRUEHUFUEBDHDHSBEH

when are dazai and chuuya gonna kiss dammit

THE SILLIES ARE BANTERING JEUDHWHSUHE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

WHY IS DOSTOYEVSKY SO FINE

dostoyevsky is so silly

i am in dire need of more pm dazai. i need it all. i need more. i crave my husband’s past life. i need to see him and chuuya kiss while wiping out their enemies.

i can’t wait to write fanfic once i finish this show. i don’t wanna screw up anything canon wise so i’ll wait. i’ll watch all of the show plus the spin-off to get all the dazai i can. i’ve already pirated the movie, nothing can stop me now.

dazai is a slut and i love him for it. this is actually canon (at least during his pm years he was)

dazai x kunikida x chuuya

kyouka is my child, i love her so much

I HATE FANSERVICE. I THOUGHT BSD WOULD BE THE GOOD ANIME WITHOUT IT

KYOUKA MY BABY IM SO SORRY ABOUT YOUR PARENTS I LOVE HERRRRR

power of money?? real american o7 yeehaw capitalism

bro just walked into someone’s home, sat down, and started laughing

“black daniels” HEY THATS JACK DANIELS

“hey poe!! it’s so nice to see you!!” JUST KISS ALREADY YOU TWO

the random ass fish-eye cuts in this show 😭😭

“OBJECTION!!” what is this, ace attorney???

i love how the superhumans are called gifteds, implying they’ve taken at least one honors/ap course. by that logic, i’m extra gifted (im in honors history and english)

i haven’t seen dazai in a while wtf. where’s my husband?? i’ve barely seen kunikida, let alone chuuya. ok he’s here rn, prob won’t be for long

ok but seriously mori is a pedo. elise is getting used even though she’s a fucking brat who gets what she wants

oh shit they got blew up

nvm

DID AKUTAGAWA JUST NARUTO RUN

oh shit i forgot the catholic existed. puritan, whatever. same difference, both are culty at times

FUCK MORI. THAT FUCKING PEDO.

i think what i love about bsd is that the characters are complex. dazai can be considered a serial killer and definitely bad mentor to akutagawa but an amazing mentor to atsushi and is my husband

i love dostoyevsky’s english va. they did such an amazing job. 100/10 russian accent

MY HUSBAND GOT SHOT OMGOMGOMG MY BABYYYYYYYYYYYY

HI CHUUYA I MISSED YOU. AKUTAGAWA TOO HI HELLO

RANPO <33 MY SILLY GETTING SERIOUS OOOOOO

HI KENJI IT’S BEEN SO LONG I HAVENT SEEN YOU

CHUUYA I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

virus cannibalism my favorite /j

kunikida has tear gas powers? what is he, a cop???

oh noooo a kid got shotttttt how terribleeeeee /s

THE SAD AF MUSIC I CANT WHY IS THERE A CELLO HERE

oh that’s why, dostoyevsky has one

I LOVE GIN <33

kenji the silly!!

“aren’t you the one who lost to dazai?” RANPO RUBBING THE WOUND IN DAMN

the music is autism frfr

KARL <333333

“if ranpo really were to die in that world though, what would i do with myself?” — edgar allen poe

katai’s dead? damn. rip ig

oh shit here’s the bowl cut lemon dude

the office girls are dating

damn fukuzawa and mori had a past together

WHY DOES NATSUME LOOK LIKE WALMART HITLER

dazai making his kids work together is gold

“what did you have for dinner last night?” “yes” GOD I LOVE THIS SHOW

the classical music omg

“you’re quite the rough ride, yknow” that’s what she said

“enough, you’re not paying for this ride” that’s what she said

incel (katai) isn’t dead

i love how dazai is the mafia boss in a different timeline

akutagawa and atsushi are so down bad for each other omg

my native english speaking ass hears theodore instead of fyodor. i’m pretty sure it’s the same but different languages but still

dazai <3

ranpo <3

BAR LUPIN BAR LUPIN WJSBAJBSKWUSMSIMSJDBHSJSHSHS IM GONNA CRY

wait so season 4 is fukazawa focused? dammit i wanted more dazai

HI RANPO MY SCRUNGO HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI

i fucking love ranpo. the silly

he’s such a brat. good for him

IS THERE A CULT????? LOWKEY LOOKS LIKE CHRISTIANITY ON STEROIDS

oh it’s the play

“there something everyone else gets and i don’t get it” RANPO MY AUTISTIC SCRUNGO <33

ranpo my silly <33

honestly i keep forgetting they’re detectives

ranpo has adhd and autism

ranpo got fucking bitch slapped i love him

“as always, i have a hard time saying no to ranpo” ITS BECAUSE YOURE GAY POE

“but i got to see your rare, exasperated face so it was well worth the money!” poe you homosexual

“are you that detective’s fanboy or something?” “no i’m his rival!” how about boyfriend?

i fucking love ranpo omg

NIKOLAI IS SO SILLY

why can i handle anime gore but not irl organs omg

my gore levels are weird. organs and bodily fluids (beside blood) are a no-go but i can see a dead body no problem

when did atsushi become op

“a total of 625 charges…” MY BABY GETTING ARRESTED NOOO

GOD I FUCKING LOVE NIKOLAI

wait so the ada is a front? wtf??

i’m so confused wtf is going on

the decay of angels would be a cool ass band name

ok so moot says ada is innocent and shit like that. i trust them.

teruko is my child

everyone’s a shitty person i love them

HI CHUUYA OMG I MISSED YOU SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAAAA

why chuuya kinda 😳😳

kunikida has ocd (i’m not projecting wdymmm)

“i won’t let anyone mess up my schedule!” whole mood and a half there kunikida

WHY DOES THE FANDOM IGNORE KUNIKIDA BEING AN IDEALIST OMG

dazai <33333333333333333333

dazai and dostoyevsky are besties fuck you

“she’s so strong-willed! i love it!” MORI YOU PEDO

“Dazai is a good person SOMETIMES! But he’s also a criminal who has done fucked up shit! And he has a personality! He’s really smart! And lowkey manipulative to get what he wants! He’s not amazing!” my moot gets it!!

morally dubious characters <33

i love yosano so much

HI ANGO

i love lucy

sticking out your gyatt for the rizzlerrr you’re so skibidiiiiiiii you’re so fanum taxxxxxx i just wanna be your SIGMAAAAAAAAAAA

sigma is so silly. i love him

dazai is a weezer fan

chuuya is a nirvana fan

i’m terrible with names so i’m like “oh damn That Dude” both fictional and irl. like atsushi was Terrible Bang Traumatized Furry until i got his name

i don’t even read omegaverse but every time they say sigma i cringe

sigma has amnesia?? mood

bro’s a fictional character within a world of fictional characters

dostoyevsky <3333

sigma named himself??? nah don’t even he was born with an ao3 account

i don’t know shit about cosmetology but if i got ahold of sigma i would fix his hair

oh hey catholic scarlet letter man

if my beautician aunt saw atsushi and sigma she would take them out of the show, fix their hair, beat them up, and put them back as changed men

I LOVE DAZAI OMFG AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHEN HIS VOICE GETS SUPER LOW AND AKENSISBIZHWHXHWBZUWBZIBQIXHWNXHD

WHERE THE HELL IS CHUUYA OMFG

#bsd #shitpost

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glassofspoiledmilk · 6 months

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Going gold | Yuri P.

Chapter 6 | Victor and the Airport

After we got our nails done, I thought about what Mila said. She made the point of how I would only get this upset if I wanted him to like me. I don't think I like him? I guess I overreacted a little. I think I'm going to give Victor a call and see what he thinks later, but first I think I should apologize to Yuri for being an ass towards him yesterday.

I walked out of my room and took a deep breath as I knocked on his door. I looked down at the ground as I heard him tug on the handle.

"Im really sorry for being an asshole yesterday, I was in a really bad mood." I said looking up from the ground.

"It's fine, I get it" he said giving me a slight smile.

"So, we cool now?" I say hopefully.

"Yeah I guess" he replies.

"Good" I say, walking back to my room. I wish Victor were still here, but he's out in Japan with his "friend" Yuuri. I really miss him. He would always help me when I didn't understand something, and I really need his guidance right now. I sat down in my bed and pulled my phone from my pocket. I tapped on victors contact and held my phone up to my ear as it rung.

"Hello?" Victor said

"Hi Victor it's Y/N, I need your advice on something" I asked him.

"What up?" He replied

"Yesterday, Yuri invited me to watch a movie with him, I thought it was because he actually liked me and wanted to hang out, but turns out he only did it because Lilia told him too. I got really upset, and I can't figure out why" I said.

"Can you describe how you felt?" Victor added.

"It felt like my heart dropped into my stomach... I felt betrayed?" I replied.

Victor slightly laughed and said "Y/N, Im not going to tell you what I think because it's better for you to figure it out yourself. Think about Yurio and think about that heart drop feeling. When have you felt that before?".

I thought about it for a minute, and got nothing.

"Hey it's getting late here so I'm gonna go to bed alright?" Victor added

"Goodnight Victor"

"Goodnight Y/N"

Victor hung up and I couldn't help but feel like I was still in the same spot I was before.

After a long while of staring at my ceiling I decided that I was going to get no where. I rolled over and checked my phone again. It was 9:30. Time flies when your contemplating your life decisions.

I turned onto my side and shorty after I quickly fell asleep.

~ the day we leave for Paris ~

I woke up to the sound of Yuri pounding on my door.

" Y/N I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DONT GET UP IM GONNA BREAK DOWN YOUR DOOR" He yelled.

"Oh my god Yuri it's like 3 in the fucking morning our flight isn't until 7" I replied rubbing my eyes.

"I COULD HONESTLY CARE LESS NOW GET UP BEFORE WE MISS OUR FLIGHT" he added, walking away.

I had completely forgotten today was the day we left for Paris. I got up and loudly yawed. My room was a complete mess, there were clothes thrown everywhere and my suitcase was only half packed. Before heading downstairs to eat breakfast I fixed my issue with the suitcase and cleaned up a little. When I got down stairs I made myself a bagel and quickly ate it because I knew damn well if I took any longer Yuri would be on my ass. I took a shower and put on a comfy pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt for the plane. After I was done getting ready, I loaded my luggage into Lilias car and then waited on the couch until we left. Yuri was sitting across from me watching something on his phone and he was smiling.

"Watcha looking at Yuri?" I said getting up to look over his phone.

"Mind your business!" he stuttered, quickly turning his phone out of my view.

"Jeez calm down, we're you looking at a girl you like?" I said jokingly.

"Maybe I was maybe I wasn't" he said turning so the back of his phone faced me.

I felt my heart sink a little.

I frowned and silently moved away from him, retreating back to my original spot on the couch.

"Yuri, Y/N, let's go" Lilia said as she stood at the entrance of the living room.

Me and Yuri both stood up and followed her out to the car. When I stepped outside I felt the cold air engulf me. I quickly ran into lilias car and strapped on the seatbelt and turned on the heater from the back seat. Everyone got into the car shortly after, and then we were on our way to the airport. I put on my headphone and listened to some music to help pass the time, and before I knew it we had arrived. Yakov dropped us off at the airport entrance so he could go park. Lilia walked me and Yuri into the airport and over to TSA. The line was long and I was so tired I could barely stand. While we were waiting I sat down on my suitcase and went onto my phone. I checked my Instagram and saw that Yuri had viewed a few of my posts, including the shared post I had made with Mila yesterday. After a long while of waiting we finally made it through TSA with no problems. Lilia pulled me and Yuri off the the side so she could call yakov and see where he was. Apparently he was already at our gate so we headed over there. Lilia lead us around the airport for about 10 minutes before we finally made it to our destination. She got a little lost, but in the end we made it.

"Y/N , Yuri could you go get me some coffee please" Lilia asked.

"Uh sure..what kind?" I asked.

"Medium black coffee" she replied.

I grabbed my phone and started walking towards the nearest Starbucks. Yuri followed just behind me. When we got to the shop I walked up to the counter but before I could talk Yuri interrupted me.

"Can I get a grande black coffee?" He asked the cashier before turning to me and asking for my order.

"Um can i get a tall latte" I asked the cashier. He hit a few buttons and then Yuri ordered what he wanted. While he was ordering I started to pull out my wallet to pay but he stopped me.

"Cmon Yuri you don't have to pay I got it" I insisted.

"No I got it" he said handing the worker some cash.

"Cmon Yuri now I'm gonna owe you double from that one time at 7/11. Just let me pay!" I pleaded.

"You don't have to pay me back it's fine" he adds.

He then pulled me over to the side to wait for our order. I couldn't help but take slight glances at him. He looked so...sweet? I don't know how to describe it. I felt my face heat up a little bit, but thought nothing of it.

When our order came Yuri handed me my drink and took the rest. On the walk back to our gate I opened up Instagram and viewed Yuris page. Most of the pictures he had up were him at competitions, and his cats. As I was scrolling I accidentally liked one of his posts.

You would've thought I was the god damn flash with how quick I scrolled out of his profile.

A moment later i saw him pick up his phone, give a puzzled look, and look back at me.

"Why'd you like a post of me from last years Grand Prix?" He asked as we approached the gate.

"Uh no i didnt" i lied.

"Your an awful lier" He replied, continuing to walk.

Yuri gave Lilia her coffee as I sat down next to Yakov. Shortly, Yuri came back over and sat to my right. There was about an hour before our flight, so I decided to take a short nap.

#yuri on ice #figure skating #fluff imagine #grand prix #oneshots #x reader #yuri plisetsky x reader #yurio plisetsky #victuuri

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thelilsem · 1 year

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Neteyam x Reader

Chapter 3

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Sorry for the long wait, i didnt know how to approach this chp but im finally done. Enjoy!! :D

My eye shot open as i looked around I was in some kind of tent. I could feel my mouth bitter as I began to sit up, "You shouldn't be moving, your wound will get worse" It was Kiri, she seemed to have been doing a paste of some herbs as she walked up to me and rubbed it against my side. "Thanks, w-what happened?" I asked as i rubbed my temples from between my brows, i couldn't remember much from after feeling the pain in my side. "You fainted and grandma gave you medicine to help with that and for your wound. She told me to rub these herbs on your side, it’ll help ease the pain and make you recover faster." Kiri said as she continued rubbing all the paste

"Thank you, and I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused" I felt bad for causing so much trouble after getting here but it seemed like Kiri wasn’t bothered by it "It's no big deal" Kiri said as she eyed me with a curious face before continuing "But you can tell me some stories, while I do this" She said cheerily as she continued rubbing the paste. As we started to talk and get to know each other, Kiri's siblings soon joined one by one after hearing our conversations.

So it wasn't long before all 5 of us were huddled in a group talking about things that have happened to us, expect Neteyam, he seemed more distant then his siblings and he didn’t talk only listened. As we laughed I kept forgetting about my wound, making me wince in pain a couple of times. And although I wished I could continue talking to them, soon it was time for them to go to bed. "Come on that's enough talking for today, let y/n rest" Jake said as he came into the tent, the siblings got up as they made their way out as they waved goodbye. As I saw them leave I remembered something, 'That reminds me, I needed to thank neteyam properly uugghh im an idiot' I mentally facepalmed myself as Jake walked up towards me

"Y/n you should be resting" Jake spoke, his voice was calm as a small sigh escaped his lips "Yes, It's just that I haven't been able to talk to kids my age so, I got carried away" I said, it had been about 3 months since I was brought to Pandora and no soldier was willing to have a conversation with me. And it didn't help that back on earth I also wasn't able to make friends. "Really? Didn't you have friends back on earth?" Jake asked "No, you could say I was a lone wolf of some sort, and i never really stayed in one place for to long so i never got to know anyone for to long." I said with a sigh "Then what about your father? Weren't you with him?" Jake questioned "Oh, did i forget to tell you? My father passed away when i was 11 so i have been on my own" I said, Jake seemed to not have been waiting for the news as he was in disbelief for a while before regaining his composure.

"Then what about your mother? Did she also pass away when you were young?" Jake asked in a low voice, he seemed to have hoped that at least my mother was with me "My mother is alive and probably well, she left when i was young and remarried another man. I think she moved across the world, so I'm not sure on her status" Jake probably never saw that outcome as he now seemed like he had landed on a land mine, he probably felt really bad which was understandable. I also felt disbelief about my situation in the beginning, but i know that my dad wouldn't like for me to be down in the dumps so i try to always pull thru and live how he wanted me to. As i tried to make Jake feel better I failed to see the shadow that was standing on the doorway listening to everything before leaving. "No need to feel like that mr.Jake, im fine, although my life wasn't the best for a while i still had a lot of good memories. And I think of this situation like a fresh start" I said with a smile as i tried to lift the mood as it had gotten very gloomy. "Im sorry, i didn't mean to pry and make you remember those awful times" Jake said as he apologized "Its quite alright mr.Jake, i do not mind after all it is now in the past. By the way did you come to tell me something? It seemed like you had some news when you entered?" I really wanted to change the subject as i am not an expert when it comes to making someone feel better. "Oh, yea, my family and I will be leaving tomorrow to find refuge in the Metkayina clan."

Jake said as i nodded, the plan made sense since RDA was trying to get to him and his family "Then ill get rid of any of them while you are gone, and make sure the na’vi" I said, although i felt a little sad about them leaving. I thought i was gonna be able to get to know them a little more and make friends with his children, but i guess i was wrong. "What? No, you will be joining us in a later date once you’re healed. Listen y/n, I owe your father a lot. The least i can do for him now is take care of you, so from now on we are your family, alright?" Jake said with a smile as he sat down next to me and hugged me gently, his hug reminded me of my dad and I couldn't help but hug him back. Afterwards he patted me before making me lay back down and tucking me in before leaving. I laid there looking at the ceiling and listening to the faint noises that slowly disappeared. 'I guess I'll finally have somewhere to stay at' And with that I slowly started to drift into sleep once more

I woke up to the sound of people talking and working, as I began to sit up from the bed i heard a knock come from the entrance. As I turned to look I was met with Neteyam, the oldest of the sully kids. "Good morning, I hope I'm not bothering you so early" Neteyam said as he entered the tent, he had something on his hand but I couldn't tell what it was "Not at all, you came at the perfect time. I forgot to thank you properly for all the trouble I've caused, I hope I didn't inconvenience you" I said as Neteyam wore a small smile as he stood in front of me "Don't worry about it, how's your wound?" He asked as he pointed at my injury, it didn't have as much paste as yesterday but I could tell that it had gotten better. "It's better than yesterday, if it keeps healing like this I'll be better in no time" I said cheerfully

"That's good" Neteyam said, unlike yesterday he seemed more friendly and less guarded than yesterday. "My dad told me to give you this, he said that you'll need it" Neteyam added as he handed me what he had been holding, as I took it and examined it i noticed it was a throat microphone, like the one the Sully's were wearing. "Thanks" I said as I tried to put it on, but stopped as I raised my hands slightly above shoulder height. "Is something wrong?" Neteyam asked as he saw that I had stopped and wasn't moving my arms any higher "Can, can you put it on please? It seems my arms cant go higher than this" I said with a sheepish grin, neteyam seemed somewhat hesitant but grabbed the throat microphone from my hands. I turned around as neteyam put the microphone, his hands were warm as they gently brushed my neck. After about a minute of him adjusting it he finally finished. “There, all done” He said as he took a step back and I turned back around “Thank you” I said with a smile, i could also see neteyam smile a little

“Neteyam?” Jake came in into the tent as he looked at his son “Yes, dad” Neteyam answered “Have you finished getting your stuff?” Jake asked as he came next to him “Not really, i came to give y/n the throat microphone” Neteyam said, as i studied neteyams body posture i noticed that he seemed a bit more upright than a while ago “Okay, go finish grabbing your stuff ill finish giving the details to y/n” Jake said as neteyam nodded and left the tent “How are you feeling y/n?” Jake asked as he looked at me “Im feeling much better, but i have a question. Is it really okay for me to stay here while i heal? I only know a word or two in na’vi” I said feeling uneasy “Its alright, the tashik knows english and if you have questions that she cant answer you can ask norm. Ive informed him about your situation, he said hell keep an eye on you.” Jake said, making me feel much at ease knowing I’ll have someone to talk to. The next couple of minutes Jake told me about things that i should avoid doing, and things i would be able to do. He also gave me pointers on how not to disrespect the people here and also how i would join them in a couple of days, after he was done Kiri and Tuk came into the tent. They said their goodbyes and made me promise that when I joined them i would tell them more stories about earth and my life. And with that the sully family left, although i couldn’t see them off i could tell when they left as i saw how saddened some of the na’vi were when they passed by my tent.

#neteyam x reader #neteyam #neteyam headcanons #x reader #imagine #avatar 2 #avatar way of water #neteyam sully #fanfic

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nerves-nebula · 1 year

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"And don't worry about me taking care of myself, this is probably what I'd spend all my time doing if I didn't have work/classes. this is FUN for me."

Okay, mood though? I joke about the shit I've been through so much, like, I will say the most ass backwards shit to them in joke form a bout how me and my now ex best freind BOTH had every single one of our male friends targeted by a mutual now ex friend who literally raped them. Said via the form of a barbie meme. And I'll just be "hehehe that was fucked up" and they all "OMG, I'm so sorry that happened!" No!! Laugh with me!! If I think to hard I'll disassociate out of existence so help.me laugh at it!!!!!

Wow I got off topic quick ga'damn. ANYWAY.

talking about truama is, amusing. It's like, "cathartic" and shit. AND!!!!!! TALKING ABOUT TRUAMA IN A LIGHTHEARTED WAY IT ACTUALLY PART OF THE PTSD RECOVERY PROCESS!!! not demeaning or invalidating but it makes it less likely for thinking about your truama, and subsequently your flashbacks to be as devastating, if u attach more light hearted memories to the memory bank of recollecting trauma.

I think I explained that bad but my therapist said it literally on Friday lmao.

Like, if EVERYTIME u think of your trauma, you break down, it will just get a bigger and bigger psychological response out of you. So, joking about it is genuinely good for you sanity as long as you also acknowledge that they're the horrors of your mind.

Wow why am I speaking the way that I am.

Fuck I rambled in ur inbox again. Bye!

I wonder if u can tell what asks belong to the same people. U can ignore this

"OMG, I'm so sorry that happened!" No!! Laugh with me!! If I think to hard I'll disassociate out of existence so help.me laugh at it!!!!!

no literally. i wanna send ppl funny jokes/memes about the shit that happened to me & my siblings but my gf gets SO SAD half the time if i mention anything too specific. like girl! I'm not even that sad about it!!

and like its not JUST jokes either, I love writing stories that take incest seriously cause I feel like incest is one of those taboo things where it's almost never given the complexity it deserves. Even when it's taken seriously is just seen as a Bad Thing that happens sometimes and the effects aren't really shown or delved into past general ptsd symptoms. that or its just for shock value, or the author gets squeamish and just stops talking about it, or the victims don't display "gross" or "uncomfortable" symptoms and it's like!!! I'm over it!! that shit fucks you up, and it doesn't make you BROKEN but I think it would have helped me a lot to have seen depictions of kids with the same intrusive thoughts and upsetting sexual side-effects!!! AIHGAUHGAHUAG!!

anywho. I can't really tell which asks belong to different people, no. sometimes I can kind of tell two asks might not be made by the same person, if i compare them side by side, but otherwise? eh.

im not very good at picking up on different tones through writing (and i use text to speech to read a lot of these too, so i'm hearing them all in one robotic voice)

#nnstuff #ask #asks are sweethearts #incest tw #rape tw

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24-guy · 10 months

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I just saw this bestie if you aren’t doing this anymore then ignore me ^^

“were you crying?” For the trauma writing game

Zeke and William? Maybe zeke’s worrying about his dad being missing and William comforts him while pretending he has no idea where he could be?

Im spitballing here but you can do what you want with it :)

I am still doing this (low-key always) but... Imma. Do something else. :]

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Walking out of the station was, more often than not, a simple affair. Zeke was well accustomed to the lack of officers that would talk to him as he left - it wasn't like many of them spoke to him in the daytime anyway - it really only was the rookie that would give him the time of day. And even then it was only a matter of time before he, too, would probably turn his back on Zeke. All this to say, he was fine with walking out of the station long past his working hours by himself.

The parking lot which housed his car was only a short distance away, but his body ached from a long day spent at his desk. It seemed like his days were spent waiting. Waiting for the next murder, waiting for the next clue sent by the fucking copycat of an old man from the early two thousands.

Zeke's steps faltered as he saw a figure hunched over their legs sat on a bench outside the parking lot he needed to go into. He continued walking though, about to walk past the person. He really wasn't in the mood to talk to strangers who were probably drunk since they were crying in the middle of the night.

He re-evaluated upon getting closer and seeing his own partner. Cursing under his breath he approached and sat silently beside William. He was way out of his depths here.

"Shit. Sorry." A sniff and William rearranged himself so he was sat properly, feet now on the floor and hands on his knees. He was still shaking as he wiped the back of his hand, covered in a sweater sleeve, across his face. William was pointedly not looking at Zeke, and Zeke found that worked just fine, his own eyes trained on a tree on the opposite side of the deserted road they sat facing.

Zeke just gave a non-committal hum in response. Shit. What could he say right now? He really wasn't equipped to deal with this type of stuff. He panicked enough when Brian cried. And that was a child.

Time passed like molasses, but neither officer made a move from their place on the bench.

Eventually, Zeke found himself speaking despite himself. "Were you... Crying?" He held back a wince at himself. Fuck he was bad at this.

William let out a small laugh, though it wasn't happy, and looked over to the sidewalk in front of Zeke. "Yeah. I guess you could say I was." A few moments of silence passed and William let out another laugh, more tinged with amusement. Zeke looked at him and swallowed as William looked back at him with wet eyes. "You're really bad at this, aren't you?"

Zeke rolled his eyes with a smile, gently knocking his shoulder against William. "Yeah yeah, fuck off." William smiled and leaned against the back of the bench again, head tilting back against the wall of the parking lot. It didn't look to comfortable, but Zeke copied the action, looking at William as William looked at the sky. There was too much light to make more than a few stars visible from where they sat. "Look. Uh. Just. Talk I guess? I'm shit at this comforting thing, like. Really bad. But I can still hear?" He winced at himself that time, but William smiled nonetheless.

"Yeah. I can tell." It was the most the rookie had insulted Zeke, but it didn't irritate him at all. Beats of silence passed again, and occasionally a car would pass them, but nothing too noticeable. Zeke looked up at the sky as well, his hands linked in his lap.

"I was thinking to myself, what if this isn't worth it? I mean. This guy is going to keep killing if we don't find him quick enough. We already know he's killed cops here. When there's no more left, what will happen? Will he kill civilians? Move onto the next town over and kill cops there?" William took in a sharp breath before continuing. "I don't know if this will be worth it in the end. Kramer had followers who carried out the traps for years after his death, what if that happens this time too?" William started moving his hands as he spoke. "What if I can't do enough in the time I have left?"

Zeke furrowed his brow as he listened to William speak. He cleared his throat before speaking himself. "I mean, I don't think this bastard's gonna come for you. Not so soon, anyway. Unless you did some fucked up shit in the academy that none of us here know about." A sad chuckle came from William before Zeke continued. "And even if you did, it can't be worse than, what, lying on the stand or shooting someone who did nothing wrong?" Zeke nudged their shoulders together again with a smile despite the dark subject matter. "You're gonna be around for a little longer, I'm afraid. So stop talking like you're gonna die if we can't catch this bastard tomorrow. I mean, shit, I've done worse than you've done. And I'm still here, aren't I?" Zeke looked at William and gave him a smile, his neck creaking in complaint at the stretch. "Whatever this guy has planned, we're gonna catch him before he can kill anyone else."

William smiled back at him and nodded. "You're better at this comforting thing than you think."

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I'm bad at endings and dialogue I'm so sorry.

#asks #neon #ask games #j is talking again

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