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maivolpe · 1 year
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as long as you’re with me (you’ll be just fine)
summary: you neglect an injury to be able to see your boyfriend. he, however, sees right through your charade.
a/n: my first "full" one-shot! this is a reminder to take care of yourselves or else. i hope you enjoy ♡
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pairing: bucky barnes x reader cw: descriptions of blood, stitches, wounds, needles, bucky dog-earing a book wc: 1.5k
the lights were dimmed when you arrived home, battered and bruised. you almost sank to your knees upon entrance, the exhaustion from the day coursing through your body. you dropped your backpack just inside the door with a resounding thud. you'd deal with it later.
your suit still stuck to your skin unpleasantly, the slick feeling of blood still coating your leg. it had taken a few minutes to even realize you had been stabbed, but that was a small mercy. it was a sharp pain like you'd never felt before, and the heat of it all tortured you through the rest of the fight. you had lost the feeling, for a few fleeting seconds, thanks to adrenaline, but now it was back. and worse than before, as your stupid suit rubbed against the wound.
shower, was the plan. shower everything off, bandage it up, and pretend like nothing happened. then you would get to spend the time with bucky that you missed on the mission.
"baby?"
his voice echoed softly across the room, and you squinted before realizing that bucky was tucked under a pile of blankets on the couch. only his eyes, his nose, and his battered copy of the hobbit showed. you laughed breathily, slowly making your way across the room to him. "hey, lover."
he dog-eared his page, causing you to wince internally, and struggled out of the blankets he had trapped himself in. his eyes flitted over your face, taking in your features. the small crease in your forehead, the bags under your eyes. the little tilt to your head, because... you were favoring one leg over the other. busted.
"where are you hurt?" he asked, though he already knew.
you groaned, defeated, and displayed your left leg in front of him. though your suit was still on, there was a sickening stain of blood collecting where you'd quickly wrapped it up and tied it off before leaving the compound.
"it's really not a big deal, doesn't hurt that badly. don't worry about me!"
bucky cocked an eyebrow at you, and reached for your leg. he gently bent your shin backwards, eliciting a hiss of pain from your lips.
"sure, princess. not that bad. sit down."
he headed off to the bathroom to fetch the kit, and you let yourself slowly sink onto the couch.
"if it was bad they wouldn't have let you leave," he called from the other room. "knife wound?"
"yeah," you answered. "i kind of... hid it? but i think they knew you were gonna patch me up regardless."
bucky walked back into the room, his bare feet grazing the carpet. "i'm nothing to you but a nurse."
you laughed and leaned forwards, trapping his lips in a soft kiss. it tasted like heaven after a long day of granola bars and the metallic tang of your own blood. but then again, it always tasted like heaven.
"hottest nurse i ever met."
he chuckled, tying his hair up to keep it out of his eyes and squatting down to see your thigh in the dim lighting. "don't tell sharon that."
he slowly untied the cloth you'd had tied just above your knee, muttering "crude" before letting it fall to the floor. while it wasn't completely soaked through with blood, you still looked away from it, instead watching bucky's jaw set as he pulled out a pair of scissors.
"'m just gonna cut your suit here," he assured. "you've got like fifty of 'em anyways."
you nodded your assent, laying back on the cushions as you heard the tear of fabric. he hissed upon seeing the wound, a three- or four-inch gash just above your knee. it was probably three-quarters of an inch deep, he figured. dried crimson covered every available inch of skin. if it had happened to himself, he wouldn't have cared. he had plenty of scars, and the serum would help to heal it fast enough that it didn't matter.
but to his girl?
he was filled with a rage he hadn't felt since the forties, when steve would show up bloodied and bruised, acting as unaffected as you were right now. he'd been against you going on missions in the first place - while he knew you were capable, he couldn't protect you in the field. he wanted, needed to protect you. but he knew the best way to do that would be to help now, to clean you up, and so he did.
"how're you feeling, pretty girl?" he asked, moving to the faucet in the kitchen. he ran the water over a clean cloth, never taking his eyes off of the couch where you lay.
you pressed the heels of your hands to your eyes, sighing. "'m a little dizzy. stitches?"
"mm-hmm."
"ugh."
you closed your eyes - just for a minute - and it felt like the couch would swallow you up, or you would sink right through the cushions. it was quiet, only the ticking of the clock and the hum of the tacky lamp that bucky loved to read by filling the air. they soon faded, and you didn't question why. there was silence for a moment, and the burning in your leg subsided until it was just a dull ache.
your eyes flickered open in surprise at a cool pressure on your lips, parting them just a bit when you realized bucky was holding a glass to your mouth. it felt cool and wonderful trickling down your throat, and before you knew it, the cup was empty and he was pulling it away. he made up for it with the loving look he gave you, though it was tinged with a bit of sadness. it could've just been the shadows, the way the light fell on him, but you knew better.
"hang in there for me, doll," he murmured, sitting back down and pressing the wet cloth to your skin. the sting of the fabric against the gash was more than enough to bring you back down to earth. you groaned, and bucky nodded in sympathy.
"almost done."
he was finished in no time, though it felt like forever, and soon wielded the needle and nylon that you so dreaded.
“here, baby, i got you.” he tucked the end of one of his blankets into your mouth, letting you bite down on it. "ready?"
you nodded, giving him a weak thumbs up. ready as you'd ever be, you supposed.
he went in as quickly as he could, tongue peeking out of the corner of his mouth as he slammed out stitch after stitch. you gritted your teeth, your breath hitching. it stung so badly. but it was done as fast as it had begun, and the needle clattered to the ground.
bucky pulled himself onto the couch next to you, his hands moving a million miles a minute. he gently took the fabric from your teeth, laying the blanket softly over your legs, hiding the stitches from view. you held your trembling hands out to him, and they were swallowed up in an instant, deft fingers tracing your veins.
“good job, darling, that was amazing,” he murmured, pressing a tentative kiss to your mouth. your lip quivered and he pulled away quickly, cautious eyes searching for any kind of pain he might’ve caused.
“hey, what’s wrong?”
tears gathered at your waterline, and you sniffled before choking out, “you treat me so well.”
he smiled, but knitted his eyebrows together in confusion. “you’ve been stabbed. do you think i wouldn't help you?”
“no i know you'll always help, but… i don't think i deserve it. i didn’t do amazing. it hurt.”
he laughed. “pretty girl, when i had to sew myself up for the first time, i was cussin’ and screamin’ everywhere. you didn’t even make a single sound.”
"well then i shouldn't have gotten stabbed," you grumbled.
he pulled you into his arms. “you got through the fight, first of all, and that's a win in my book. and on top of that, you toughed it out just to come see me, dove. which you shouldn’t have, that was stupid and reckless, but the point here is that you're strong. even stronger than me, i think."
you only hummed, moving your head to rest on his shoulder. it felt as though all of your energy had evaporated from your body, and would float away through an open window somewhere. the rumble of bucky's voice deliberately softened, proving your exhaustion did not go unnoticed.
“want me to sleep on the couch with you tonight?”
you hummed, leaning forward to kiss his neck as your way of saying yes. he chuckled again, the sweet melody of his laughter bringing a ghost of a smile to your tired face. you couldn't see his, but you knew he was grinning.
“c’n you read to me?”
bucky reached for his book, flipping to the dog-eared page. "i thought you'd never ask, dove."
"you know, one 'f these days 'm gonna get tired of hearing about dwarves."
"you won't," he said confidently. "you love me too much."
you snorted, but settled in, tucking your uninjured leg close to your body. bucky tightened his grip around you, reaching up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. he cleared his throat dramatically, coaxing another smile from your features.
“bilbo rushed along the passage, very angry, and altogether bewildered and bewuthered…”
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ko-fi ♡
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f0rlornmyths · 26 days
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A FRANKIE MORALES ONE-SHOT
COMING SOON
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mobolanz · 6 months
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I'm having my mind (and heart ;w; ) move back and fourth like a ping-pong between those wips today so I get it ond thing at a time but it's hard to pick soooooo
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maikhiwi00 · 4 months
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I FINALLY POSTED MY FIRST TF FIC ON AO3 EHDHHWHDHWEHWH
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Obey Me x Reader! Small gestures of love <3
Because we all deserve some affection every now and again ^w^
Lucifer: 
He cares for you a lot more than he’s willing to admit.
Leaves roses on your desk at odd hours during the night when you’ve fallen asleep working, and drapes his jacket over your shoulder
He places cups of takeout hot cocoa on your table on occasion in order for you to power through your work quicker-
Occasionally places a flower on your bed and claims he has no clue about it’s origin (he’s so- <3)
Mammon:
Leaves “motivational” sticky notes in random places (the one behind your shower door jump-scared you) that comprised messages like “get it ig” and “You’re my human! Don’t forget that! And don’t forget to eat >:3 “ and one with a little doodle of Grimm on it…
Shoves one of his old onesies in the dryer and makes you wear it on occasion
In reality, he just likes seeing you looking like a limp and oversized sock but he’ll state that it’s “✨ f O r C o M f O r T ✨”
Leviathan:
Once left a jar of red bean paste on your bed whilst you slept when you were felling unwell 
You woke up to see a little Azuki-tan doodle on the wrapper of the jar 
He occasionally kidnaps you from your room or the library to make chocolates together 
Designed a home for the two of you in pocket love ^^; he tried getting a fish but resorted to naming his cat(s) Henry 
Our boi was v proud to show it to you ^ 
Satan:
Stole a stray cat and put it on your bed. He even left a bouquet of flowers with it 😭 boi-
Lucifer wasn’t inherently pleased, to say the least
You did keep the cat for as long as you could, though, and he helped take care of it
Occasionally intrudes your room to leave a whole stack of novels that he thinks you’d enjoy 
You do, to be fair.
Asmodeus:
iT’S sKINCaRE tImE bAbYgIrL <3
Loves to sprinkle your bed in rose petals that form a heart whilst you’re in class
He lights little candles and leaves a skincare package on your bed in case you ‘forget to take care of yourself’ 
Mans even splays himself out onto your bed in order to ‘keep it warm’ till you come back 
Beelzebub: 
Packs a whole basket filled with snacks and stashes it under your bed <3
He even put fruit in it-
It went bad but it’s the thought that counts
He lets you use his chest as a makeshift mattress even though it’s hard…he’s warm so that’s what matters here
Belphegor:
Affection = steals your blankets and attempts to make a pillow fort under your bed for when you return from classes
He once just left a squishy plush toy on your bed with a sticky note that said “in case you wanna punch something”
He followed up with a sticky note that said “pretend it’s Lucifer and let out all your stresses onto it”
Once set up his star projector so you could fall asleep easier
Diavolo:
Buys you small gifts such as little bracelets, chocolate boxes, and flowers and places them in different places around your room and locker for you to find
He once set them up into a mini scavenger hunt and the final gift ended up being him asleep in your bed- 
When you’re especially tired, he enjoys bathing with you so he can feel you fall asleep into his chest; he mostly just enjoys letting you wash away the day and relax with him so intimately 
He enjoys massaging you before or after you bathe if you feel sore from exercising with Beel
Barbatos:
He’s the best at small or big gestures in order to show his affection for you
Do you feel burnt out? He’ll make mini sandwiches and some cookies and host a small tea party for you
Are you physically exhausted? He’ll run a bath for you and wash and massage your hair and scalp <3
He’ll even leave flasks of tea and organised notes from class in your room generally just so you don’t feel stressed out about anything
Barb I’ll do anything for you please marry me 💍 plsplspsldd
Simeon: 
He enjoys making a plethora of mini sandwiches and some lemonade and taking you down for a little picnic dkjddidn that’s adorable 
Presses your favourite Devildom flowers and writes poems under them as a way of captioning them and quite literally mails them to you
He got into candle making just so he could make ridiculously shaped candles and light them for you when you come over
He once made profiteroles and eXpEriMenTed with fillings. They turned out good though so all’s well that ends well :D
Solomon: 
Draws little cats and whatnot on post it notes and plasters them all over his notes so you can inevitably get distracted whilst you study them
He once accidentally-on-purpose wrote an entire five-page essay detailing why he loves you and how he finally felt loved...regardless, he almost submitted it in place of his actual essay which would’ve ended terribly on both of your parts
He tries to cook for you no matter how many times Luke and Simeon try to stop him; he somewhat successfully made you plain toast, which in itself was a sweet enough gesture
So, I essentially left these in my drafts because I didn’t feel like writing for the side characters but we’re back now so hello! I half-assed the final few but let’s look past that ;^;
OH ALSO! Belphie’s one made me wonder if you guys want to see hcs for a sleep-deprived reader or a reader that’s having a hard time falling asleep/ experiencing insomnia? 
But that’s all from me! Love you guys and stay safe out there <3 
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strickpage · 8 months
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Chapter 2 of my Max Caster/MJF/Adam Cole fic is now up on ao3! You can read it here.
Chapter summary: Caster helps Max through his panic attack, as his mental state continues to spiral.
Thank you for reading and the comments are always very welcome! :)
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oc-avalanche · 4 months
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Beautiful Eyes
“You’re furrowing your brows again.” Ren’s voice caught Val’s attention as he looked upon the small halfling. Despite the growing darkness of the evening, Ren’s golden eyes seemed to glow underneath his hood that covered his face.
The Nord pursed his lips, flinching when he accidentally put too much weight on his left leg. He was about to say something, until he felt a scarred hand on his own.
Ren was putting his hood down when Val looked at him, his strands of orange hair falling around him from his loose braid. Damn, he’s beautiful, was all Val could manage to think as his body was pushed down till he sat on a fallen log that was conveniently placed.
“Let me look at it,” the healer's voice was soft, his eyes focusing on Val’s for a moment.
He only gave a small laugh before he started to undo his trousers. “Okay, sunshine, but you’ve already seen me without my pants on before.” His comment got him a dark blush from the young male as Ren averted his eyes away with a small pout. Val’s smile was soft as he revealed the scar on his left leg, flinching a bit as he stretched it out to allow Ren to reach it.
There was no hesitation as the smaller male began the healing process, the glow from his hands soft and warm as a wave of relief washed over the Nord and he felt the tension in his shoulders release. Allowing him to better look at his companion who stayed focused on his task. 
Ren’s eyes were glowing a soft yellow as he worked, something Val knew was a result of his magic use and yet despite how unusual it was, he found the sight beautiful. His hair looked soft, almost painted as the strands fell around his face that was covered in freckles and some dirt from his early digging for a flower he had wanted to press. On his left side were the burns that were darker than his already dark skin and despite how grotesque Ren found it, Val couldn’t help but be in awe. How could someone put through so much hell, be the kindest soul in all of Tamriel?
As Val pondered this query, the other lifted his head and caught the rogue starring causing another round of blushing. “What are you looking at?” Ren laughed pushing a strand of hair behind his ear.
Val answered with a soft smile and a kiss on his cheek. “Just admiring how beautiful your eyes are.”
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httpknjoon · 1 year
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willowcrowned · 6 months
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incredible how much housework you can get done if you take a chance and believe in yourself and also have fifteen other much more pressing responsibilities
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catmask · 6 months
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when u go to write a mentally ill person in ur story you are presented two options. the first option is to write your mental illness realistically as you actually experience it with all the ups and downs and people who are like you will resonate with it and feel seen. except every person who reads instagram infographics on mental health that uses the phrase narcicisst for anyone who does anything that crosses them and unironically call themself a dark empath will call you scary and tell you that youre demonizing mentally ill people
the second option is to lie and write inspiration porn for those people to get hard to
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maivolpe · 1 year
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Can I request Bucky being protective of reader? 😊
of course nonnie! thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy ♡
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pairing: bucky barnes x reader cw: none wc: 617
you had finally convinced bucky to come grocery shopping with you, after hours of unsuccessful attempts to drag him out the door. you were both bundled in your matching hoodies. you swore blue was “his color,” and of course you got one too.
you’d been trying to get him to go out more, just so that he could feel normal for a few hours. doing mundane tasks made him happier than he would admit.
you had already snapped ten pictures of him on the way in, causing his cheeks to warm as he pulled his hood up. he just looked so beautiful to you, his eyes scrunching up when he smiled for what felt like the first time in a while.
you let him follow you through the produce aisle, but the two of you split up so he could go to the deli and you could replenish your baking supplies. you knew nothing about meat, and while he could bake, that was your claim to fame.
unfortunately for you, there was a man at the end of the aisle. you tried your best to shop from your side, mentally checking ingredients off of your list.
you felt his eyes on you as you looked down the shelves for chocolate chips. please don’t say anything, just let me get my chocolate and leave.
“hi!”
ugh.
you sent a tight-lipped smile his way, turning your attention back to the chocolate chips.
he moved closer to you, and you felt in your pocket for your keys. an overreaction? maybe. but then again, men didn’t normally approach you at the grocery store. he was wiry, but you didn’t want to take chances.
“you’re beautiful,” he confessed. he watched you expectantly, waiting. what did he want, a medal?
“oh! um, thank you.” you smiled, though it didn’t reach your eyes. clutching onto your hoodie sleeve, you tugged at it to avoid looking at him.
“i’m sorry for being so forward, but could i get your number?”
hadn’t he seen you come in with bucky? you guys were matching, for god’s sake.
“no thank you,” you smiled apologetically. “i actually have a boyfriend.”
he laughed, holding his phone out to you. “i’m sure he won’t mind.”
a beat of silence passed as you processed what he had just said. what could you even say now? you’d already turned him down once, and he clearly had no regard for your existing relationship. could you walk away?
before you could think to do anything, strong arms snaked around your waist and you relaxed, letting yourself melt under the familiar touch. it wasn’t like you couldn’t take care of yourself, you both knew that you could, but it was comforting to have him by your side.
“hey doll,” he rumbled, leaning over your shoulder and catching your lips in a passionate kiss. you broke it eventually out of embarrassment, your cheeks tinged with red at the wide eyes of the man across you. “thought i lost you,” bucky continued.
“‘m right here,” you squeaked, caught in the middle of the two men. you felt better with bucky behind you, but the other man’s face was beginning to redden.
“who’s this?” bucky asked, his eyes narrowing as if he hadn’t been keeping an eye on you across the aisle.
“i didn’t actually catch your name, mister…?”
“never mind,” the man spat, turning on his heel and stalking away.
bucky chuckled, the vibrations from his laugh tickling your shoulder. he adjusted his grip on your waist, squeezing you tighter. “you doing okay darling?”
“yeah, but that was mean, buck,” you groaned.
he smirked, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “so is he. i’m sure he won’t mind.”
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ko-fi ♡
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ayatou · 8 months
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the strawhats & their dreams
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mobolanz · 5 months
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OKIE DOKIE!:D @whatthefucksatan
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1/4 of the fake caps I'm doing for the fic (which is 4k so far) , need to finish them up so I'll have them ready when posting it. 🤭🤭
This is the pov y/n is just like bertoast fr because staring too much ver. 🤧😵‍💫🤭
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maikhiwi00 · 2 months
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if anyone's feeling like reading driftstar smut, please know that i cooked ✌️
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turtleofthehollow · 3 months
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I need someone to write fanfiction of Lucifer and Alastor making a deal, but Luci botches the wording of the deal so bad that they end up married instead, and neither of them know how to break the deal, so they're just stuck like this until further notice
You can't tell me it wouldn't be in character for him!
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UPDATE: It has been written! Check out the reblogs for the link!
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strickpage · 9 months
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Chapter 2 of my Adam and MJF fic "Highest expression of love" is now up on ao3! You can read it here.
Thank you for reading! <3
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