#ok i need to get out of bed i'm going into the office early today :(
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love being asleep when new trailers drop lol
#I'M SICK. I'M ILL. I'M CLINICALLY INSANE#i haven't watched the eng audio trailer because why would i do that so i don't REALLY know what's going on until they subtitle it but#oh my god#they're edging us so hard with haruka pleeeeaaaaase i just know whatever happens to her in the game is going to put me in therapy#and kashiwagi???? i fucking knew it there's no way kiryu wouldn't instantly recognise him#i just hope there's more conversation between them than just what they've shown cause there's a lot to catch up on#...#but his face though he's trying so hard not to show any visible emotion he's such a. dork. i hate that word but leave me alone its 7am#ok i need to get out of bed i'm going into the office early today :(#once again they expect me to be normal about this shit#text#8#8 spoilers#trailer spoilers
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Y/N As A Doorman
From That's Not My Neighbor game
Part 3 (Part 1, Part 2, Part 4, Part 5)
I got to my house, ate a delicious meal. After that, I took a shower and started to think about today. I then smiled, “Maybe this won't be so bad,” I thought as I finished taking the shower and went back to the kitchen to make myself lunch for tomorrow.
After I was done, I went to sleep, preparing for the next day.
~●~1 Month Later~●~
I got up from my very comfortable bed, got ready, and then went to work. A few things had happened in these past 4 weeks. First, that damn Hoon Francis; he came every week, sometimes staying for very long. One time the real Francis came and saw the doppelganger, but the surprising thing is that Francis didn't care! He even allowed the doppelganger to continue dressing as him.
Another thing was that even some random doppelgangers started to come. They just looked, and if I was lucky, they would talk to me, but then they would walk away. The third thing is that some doppelgangers are getting cocky and aggressive. One almost attacked Mr. Cappuccin, thankfully nothing happened. Perhaps it's because I don't call the D.D.D and let them leave; mmm maybe it is my fault. Besides that, everything is going great. I'm on good terms with everyone, except Elenois and Selenne since I like to annoy them. But I do feel like I'm friends with Mia, Francis, Nacha, and Margarette.
I got to the apartment and entered the office. Francis was also the very first one to leave. I don't know why a milkman needs to wake up so early, but oh well, not my problem. He said goodbye and went on. I grabbed the list of people expected for today. “Ok, only 7—mm, Izaack, Anastacha, Selenne, Francis, Elenois, Steven, and Angus. Ok, please make this an easy day,” I thought as I put down the list and got on my phone. In the mornings nothing usually happens.
At 8:35 am, the first person came in. Mrs. Cappuccin walked in front of the window and greeted me before passing me her papers. I started to look over them, and everything was correct. Then, I looked at the list and saw that Mrs. Cappuccin wasn't on it.
“Hey, I mean Mrs. Cappuccin, you're not on the list. May I ask the reason?” I said, and suddenly Mrs. Cappuccin's eyes changed to an angry red, and some sharp teeth appeared.
'Rafttellyn' - *angry* “Dammit! Why didn't I think about that damn list! … You caught me. It seems you're not easy to fool, unlike the other doormen.”
I looked at her surprised, but then I relaxed. “I can't let this one go,” I thought as I pressed the red button, and for the second time since I've been working here, I called the D.D.D. After they confirmed that they were coming, I put the phone back.
'Rafttellyn' - *chuckles, talking through the metal shield* “So you consider me dangerous, ha ha ha. I've heard about you, all of us have. About the little dumb human who lets us get away and doesn't call the D.D.D unless we are truly dangerous. Ha ha ha. Be careful, little human. Make sure to always look behind you because if you don't, we will catch you,” *walks away*
I stayed frozen. “What?” I thought as I got off the chair and went below the desk. I needed a place where I felt safe, yet there was nothing in this darn office. Then I heard knocking on the window. I got out and looked; it was the D.D.D agent.
D.D.D Agent - *with a voice changer* “Are you ok?”
I nodded and got back in the chair. “Yeah, I'm fine, just a little shaken up,” I said, putting on a professional smile.
D.D.D Agent - *nods* “Good work, agent. Unfortunately, we arrived late, and the doppelganger got away. But don't worry, we will patrol around the perimeter until it is deemed safe. You can continue working,” *walks away*
I breathed in and out, then relaxed and continued being on my phone. At 10, Mr. Gauss arrived and politely told me to be quick since he needed to attend a meeting early. Since he's not Selenne, I did my work quickly, and he immediately went up to his floor. A few minutes after I saw him running towards the front doors, I thought to myself, "Hmm, I wonder what he'll talk about in the news this time. Last time it was about the 'karen doppelganger' that once they were caught they threw a massive tantrum. It was honestly funny." As I got up and headed towards the kitchen for a snack.
I came back and sat down with my snack. As I was munching on it, a doppelganger walked in. It was pretty obvious they weren't human; they were expressionless, literally. They didn't have a face - no mouth, no eyes, not even a nose.
*Sighs* "Umm, papers please," I said and waited. They only gave me their entry request. "Umm, I'll also need your ID," I said, and I saw them shake their head. *Sighs* "Ok, well congrats! You are the first doppelganger of today that has gotten close to impersonating a resident of this building. Unfortunately, since I discovered you, let's do this. You can either leave, or I'll call the D.D.D.," I said as I smiled at it. They nodded and walked away, leaving the entry request, which I threw in the trash. "I seriously need a weapon, I don't want the same senerio to happen twice. Mmmm maybe a gun or something or maybe I should take some self-defense lessons, hmm," I thought as I looked at Mr. Ciprianni arrive.
Hours passed, and mostly everyone was inside their apartments, except for my good old friend Francis, who usually comes back at 10 or sometimes a little later. While I was on my phone, my other friend came - Francis's doppelganger, or how I like to called him, Hoon. He gave me his papers and waited. Every day he does the same, and every time I catch him, yet he always keeps on trying, ... or maybe it's something else that he wants.
"Buddy, your entry permit is wrong, but hey, that's the only thing," I said and threw the entry request in the trash. I gave him his ID back, yet he didn't looked happy, as he usually would. "To be honest, his ID and appearance are wrong, but I seriously don't want him to get mad at me like the first doppelganger, but it's weird why isn't he happy?" I thought as I noticed that he was not leaving. Usually, after I discover him, he leaves, well sometimes. The times he doesn't leave right away he makes "conversation" yet this time, he not only stayed but also didn't say anything.
*Confused* "Buddy, you know the deal after I caught you, yo-" *Interrupted* I didn't finish my sentence since what he said froze me in my place.
Hoon - "Beee, .. c-careeee, ful, … hoon."
After saying that, he left. "What?" I thought as I looked at him leaving.
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Cautious/Brave ~ Andy Barber
Summary: After the events surrounding Jacob's murder trial and the car accident, Andy finds himself lost as he grieves next to Jacob's bedside. Coming to terms with everything he has lost, waiting for Jacob to wake up, he finds solace with the one person in charge of Jacob's care. A sweet nurse who cares not just for her patients, but their families as well...
Word Count: 1.9K
Song: Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCarthy (performed by Boyce Avenue)
Warnings: spoilers for the end of Defending Jacob; angst; fluff
Part One of Two
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Cautious Part one
TWO MONTHS AFTER THE ACCIDENT
Andy Barber walked into the hospital room, a defeated look on his face, a manila envelope in his hand. He stopped just inside the doorway, taking in the image of his son. Jacob was still comatose, hooked up to machines to help him breathe and keep his systems going. He sighed, shaking his head in sorrow. He missed Jacob's smile, his humor, his laugh.
Laurie couldn't deal with what she had done. She left after spending a couple of weeks in the hospital. The divorce papers were delivered this morning. Andy couldn't bring himself to open them yet. He moved over to the side of Jacob's bed and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. "Hi buddy." He sat in his usual chair, talking to his only child, willing him to wake up.
You were Jacob's nurse. You came in every day, checking his vitals, changing the IV bags, making sure that he was comfortable. You walked into Jacob's room, distracted by a page you were getting that you missed his dad sitting with him. "Oh, Mr. Barber, I'm sorry. I'll come back."
"No, YN, its ok. I'm early. Please do what you need to do. How is he doing today?"
You checked Jacob's vitals. "He's holding steady." You looked into Andy's sad blue eyes. "I'm sorry I don't have better news."
"It's ok, YN. Thank you for taking care of him."
"It's my pleasure. I try to visit when I have time. I've been reading him this." You hold up your book.
"The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Interesting."
"My niece recommended it. She knew Jacob from school." You chew your bottom lip, nervous about your admission.
"Oh." He looked down. "Tell her thank you."
"I will." You got another page. "I'll be back. See you later Mr. Barber."
"Andy. Call me Andy."
"Ok. Andy." You smiled at him and he smiled back, the first time you had ever seen him smile. It beautiful. You walk out of the room still smiling.
THREE MONTHS AFTER THE ACCIDENT
You are making your rounds on your patients. You hum along with a song in your head and head into Jacob's room. You look to see if Andy is there but he isn't. Slightly disappointed, you check on Jacob, changing out his IV and making sure that he is stable. You had become friends with Andy, talking every day, getting to know one another. You got to know the real Andy not the one the media likes to portray.
"I brought you a coffee," a voice behind you says, startling you. "Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
"Its ok Andy. I was just focused on this IV bag connection. Thank you," you took the coffee from his hand. "How was the case today?"
"Pretty easy. Cops mishandled the evidence and my client walked. Joanna was right, I am kinda good at this." Andy smiled. He had taken a job with Joanna Klein's firm instead of going back to the district attorney's office. He helped those he could, hoping for redemption to bring back his son.
"That's great Andy. I'm proud of you." And you are, really. Andy was a good man dealt a horrible hand.
"How was today?" He asked as he sat next to Jacob.
"The physical therapist was here, moving him around so he doesn't get stiff. I think the doctor wanted to talk to you about some of the test results. He should be here in a few minutes." You update the chart.
"Thanks, YN. Reading anything new?"
"We moved on to Harry Potter. I wanted a comfort read."
"Good choice. You can't go wrong with Harry Potter." He sipped his coffee with a smile. "Do you think he can hear us?"
"I like to think so. I like to keep that positive thought." You smile at Jacob. "He looks like a good kid."
"He is the best. He was always positive. Even during everything." You could see a tear forming in Andy's eye. You grabbed a tissue box and handed it to him. "Thanks."
"You know, it's not just the patients we care for on this floor. We care for the family as well. If you need to talk, just let me know." You patted his hand. He grabbed it and brought it to his lips, kissing your knuckles gently. "You are the sweetest. Thank you."
You blushed and had just moved away when the doctors came in. "Hi Andy. We got some updates."
"I'll just step out," you say, walking quickly out but glancing back at Andy, who smiled.
You make it back to the nurse's station and your friend Renee notices your flushed cheeks. "You ok YN?"
"Yeah, just had moment is all." You grabbed the next chart you needed to work on.
"Nothing to do with the handsome worried father in there would it?" Renee said with a twinkle in her eye. You didn't answer, your blush answered for you.
"I got another patient," and you walked away.
FOUR MONTHS AFTER THE ACCIDENT
"You've never been outside of Massachusetts?"
"I've never had a chance. Went from school to school to become the nurse you see today." You smile at Andy. "I've been a busy girl."
"I see that. But if you could, where would you go?"
"First thought, New York. I really want to see a musical or something. Then London."
"Ah, a romantic. I like it," he says with a chuckle.
"A hidden one but yes. My minor in school was English lit. I love to read, obviously but I always wanted to visit the places my heroes were. But the call to help was greater." You leaned against the door frame, enjoying your time with Andy.
"That's sweet." Andy swallowed, unsure if he could say what he wanted to ask. "YN, you never talk about your home life."
"Oh." The statement took you by surprise. "Well, I live alone with my dog, Punkie."
"Punkie? Like the TV Show?"
You blush, "yeah. It was one of my favorites."
Andy throws his head back laughing, his hand on his chest. You huff slightly, annoyed at his laughter. He sees your face and calms down. "Sorry, sweetheart. Its just, you look a little young to have seen Punkie Brewster."
"I watched the re-runs." You finished updating the chart and started to walk out, your feelings hurt. You felt a hand on your arm.
"I'm sorry YN. I didn't mean to insult you or anything." Andy's eyes pleaded with you not to be mad.
"Its ok Andy. I should go." You left the room. You walked pass the station, needing a moment to yourself. You didn't know why Andy's comment hurt you. Yes, you were younger than he was but that didn't mean you were immature. You wiped your face and took a couple of breaths before walking back to the nurse's station.
Renee never missed a beat. "You alright YN?"
"I'm fine Renee. Reality just hit me hard right now."
"Want to talk about it?"
"Just realizing that maybe having a crush is a bad idea." You look at the next chart. "Especially since it's against hospital policy."
"Oh, honey. Andy, right?"
"God Renee I'm so stupid. He sees me as the young kid nurse. And I just realized that I like to spend time with him, but he doesn't see me as anything more." You sigh. "I'm just setting myself up for heartbreak."
"You never know, sweetie." Renee sympathized. "Sometimes you can't help it when you spend so much time with someone."
"Thanks Renee." You walked away to your next patient. You hadn't seen Andy standing close by, having heard everything you said.
He went back into Jacob's room and sat down. Did he think of you as just the nurse? Maybe at the beginning when he had to deal with the divorce. He hadn't told anyone that Laurie relinquished her parental rights and left everything to Andy. It was a comfort to have you talk to him about anything other than real life. He liked getting to know you. He loved that you cared about Jacob so much. He hadn't meant anything by his comment. Now, he didn't know if everything was going to change.
FIVE MONTHS AFTER THE ACCIDENT
You walked into Jacob's room and found Andy asleep in the chair. He had been throwing himself into work since you started to pull away. You didn't want to have your heart broken over a stupid crush. But the sight of him, legs propped up on the edge of Jacob's bed, arms crossed as he slept tugged at your heart. You grabbed a blanket and carefully covered him, protecting him from the cold air that the air conditioning pushed.
You went to check on Jacob. While you worked, you whispered to Jacob, "I wish I knew you. You seem sweet. But you keep fighting. I'll be here every step of the way."
Andy woke up as you were talking to Jacob. Even if things were off between the two of you, you still cared for his son. He watched as you brushed the hair from Jacob's face, almost motherly. You kissed Jacob's forehead and headed out quietly.
Andy realized that he started to fall for the sweet nurse who loved his son.
SIX MONTHS AFTER THE ACCIDENT
You arrived at the nurse's station for your shift. It was early in the morning, and you yawned as you gathered your charts.
"This is for you."
You turned to see Andy with a cup of coffee.
"Thanks Andy. You didn't have to."
"Yes, I did. Do you think you have a moment to talk?"
"Sure, of course." You headed into Jacob's room for some privacy. "What's up?"
"I don't like what happened to us. We were getting close and then you pulled away. I know I upset you when I laughed but I don't understand why you pulled away."
"Andy, I..."
"Look, I know that its probably against some ethical thing but can I take you to lunch?" His eyes were hopeful.
"Andy, if I could, I would. But why? I'm just your son's nurse."
"YN, you are so much more than that. You care about Jacob. I know you talk to him, not just read. I saw you that day, caring for him. You put the blanket on me."
"I care for my patients and their families." You look down, not wanting to admit the feelings that were still there and growing for Andy.
"YN, sweetheart." He put his finger on your chin and gently lifted you head. "You're not alone. I feel something for you too."
"I can't Andy. I could lose my job." A single tear fell. "I'm sorry." You started to turn away.
"Please don't go. YN, please."
"What am I supposed to do Andy?"
"Just tell me I'm not alone in this. Please?"
You looked into his blue eyes. You could see the hope in them, the longing for the answer he knew was there. "You're not alone," you whispered. You pulled yourself away from him and went back to the nurse's station. You tried to calm yourself but nothing worked. Renee saw your face and pulled you aside.
"Honey? What happened?"
"He likes me too. But I can't. The hospital would fire me."
"Oh, sweetie." She wrapped her arms around you and let you cry. You felt your heart break into a million pieces.
Brave - Part 2
#andy's hea#andy's shenanigans#chris evans#chris evans fanfiction#andy barber#andy barber fiction#andy barber fanfic#andy barber x reader#defending jacob#forbidden love#mutual pining
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🔥 Dangerous Game 🔥
Chapter 2
Amaya POV
6 months later
This morning I got up in a good mood which is very rare for me so I let myself be carried away by this positive energy.
I put on my trusty running shoes and went to Central Park.
Although we are in the month of February today the sun is shining high in the sky and the temperature is quite pleasant.
I'm not the only one who has taken advantage of this beautiful day and even though it's only 7 in the morning, the park is full of people.Many others like me who have decided to make the most of this day to train outdoors.
I wear my Airpods and to the rhythm of Back in Black by AC/DC I start running.
I try to keep my mind focused on running, on my breathing but fail miserably.
I sigh.
With my mind I go back to the night of six months ago.
My memories go back to that pub.
I don't often think about it and mostly when I see that my thoughts are taking that direction I try to distract myself with something else.
But sometimes I give in to memories.
The way that man fucked me in that bathroom is something out of the ordinary.
Thinking that a perfect stranger can figure out what you need is insane.
The way his blue eyes searched for mine at all times has something inexplicable about it.
I slow down my run near a fountain, I approach to fill the bottle of water that I have with me since I have already drunk it all.
Damn it's really hot today.
I am about to take off the windbreaker I am wearing, tying it at the waist.I simply wearing leggings and a long-sleeved cotton shirt.
All strictly black.
I love how this color fits me.
It highlights my green eyes and makes my red hair alive like the flames of hell.
I feel like this color highlights the true essence of my soul.
If I still have a soul.I doubt it.
I don't think being a professional killer helps and if I really had a soul it would surely be black.
Black represents me.
I shake my head to try to banish these gloomy thoughts, I don't want to lose that rare momentum of good humor with which I woke up.
I do a bit of stretching and I get back to running but I don't even have time to pick up the pace that the smartphone in my jacket pocket begins to play.
I stop again, cursing through my teeth.
I take the phone out of my pocket and check the display.
Maria Hill's name flashes before my eyes.
Strange.
I answer immediately.
“Agent Hill since when did you become such an early riser?This is a real surprise”
She responds with a loud yawn.
“Forget Snow.Last night I had to monitor the movements of some suspicious trucks and went to bed when it was already 3AM.Fury phoned me just 4 hours later.And this is why I called you"
"To let me know that you slept little?"
I reply with a chuckle.
"Fuck you Snow" now she laughs too.
"Anyway Fury wants you.You have 45 minutes to make yourself presentable and go to his office"
"Did he by chance tell you why?"
Strange.To look for me with all this urgency and above all at the last minute there must be something big underneath.
"No I'm sorry, I don't know anything" replies Maria not before having made another yawn.
I roll my eyes.
"See you later, now I'm going to have another cup of coffee.I hope this help me recover" she mutters in a sleepy voice.
“OK Maria catch up, see you in the office later”
“Bye Snow”
She hangs up and I put the phone back in my pocket.
Fury is waiting for me at 08:15.
In exactly 40 minutes.
I have to call a taxi to go home otherwise I'll never make it.
As soon as I arrive I rush up the stairs and enter my apartment.
I undress as I make my way to the bathroom, leaving a trail of clothes behind me.
I will take care of it steely when I return.
I step into the shower and immediately started lathering my hair.After rinsing them and applying the conditioner, I wash my body sprinkling it with my favorite citrus shower gel.
The scent tickles my nostrils.
I rinse well and get out of the shower.
At 8 o'clock I'm ready and headed for Fury's office, if I don't encounter traffic I should make it up to 5 minutes late.
I get off the taxi right in front of the majestic building that houses the offices of the New York headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D.
I stride across the atrium, the echo of the heels of my stilettos in shiny black leather by Kurt Geiger, echoing in the high ceilings.
I pass a busy Maria Hill.
"Hi Hill, is it better?"
"After 4 coffees, let's say that at least I am able to articulate sentences of complete meaning"
We walk together towards one of the four elevators available. "Come up with me to Fury?"
"No sorry, I have to go to the logistics floor.I have some documents to be signed by Agent Brown" she sighs heavily.
"Yuck!That man is so gross"
I reply with compassionate eyes.
"Slimy" we say at the same time.
Let's laugh together.
Agent Brown is famous for his long eye, you can always catch him looking at your tits or ass.
At that moment the elevator doors open and Rumlow comes out followed by a dozen agents, all armed to the teeth.
"An eventful start to the day, huh?"
I smile at him out of courtesy.
"Oh you can bet redhead" and so saying he walks away.
"I hate when he calls me that"
I murmur through clenched teeth.
"You know very well he does it to flirt.Why do you refuse all his invitations?That man devours you with his eyes every time he sees you.His eyes scream SEX" makes me participate Maria of her thoughts.
I can understand her disbelief.
Brock is a handsome, charming man and God only knows how big his muscles are.
But there is something about him that does not convince me.
"You already know" I reply observing the display that marks the approach to our destination.
"There's something about him that I don't like.He seems to be hiding something"
“Oh something he hides.And he looks really nice big.And he doesn't hide it so sincerely”
She laughs heartily at the same joke as her.
"Hill I don't understand if it's sleep deprivation or if you've lost your sense of reason"
The bling of the elevator tells us that we are on the logistics floor.
Maria is preparing to get out.
"Shall we have a drink one of these evenings?" she asks me as the doors are closing.
"Sure" I say.
The elevator continues its ascent and a bit of anxiety makes room inside me.
What could possibly want that is so urgent the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. at 8 am on Saturday?
I'm sure I'll find out soon.
I smooth the totally imaginary folds of my shirt.
This morning I wore a simple white shirt, a pair of black palazzo pants and my beloved black leather jacket.
I stop in front of the desk of Dana, Fury's secretary.
“Hi Dana, I'm here on Fury's orders”
She moves her eyes away from the PC screen and then focuses on my figure.
“Hi Amaya.They are already in the office.They're waiting for you”
I raise an eyebrow.
"They are waiting me?Plural?"
"Yeah, along with the director are Tony Stark and Steve Rogers"
She looks excited.
"Oh my God you can't understand what a wonderful smile Captain America has"
I laugh heartily and answer her.
"I didn't know you had a thing for blondes.Michael didn't is it brown?"
"Oh shut up!Cap is still Cap" sighs the blonde secretary.
I shake my head and get ready to enter the office not before Dana has announced my arrival via her intercom.
How strange.
What on earth could I have in common with Iron Man and Captain America?
What can push Fury to reunite Agent Zero and two of the most famous Avengers in the same room?
I think I'll find out soon.
"You can enter now" the voice of Dana brings me back to reality.
With a sure and decisive step I make my entrance.
The three men present inside the large office turn to me.
The only one to stand up is Captain Rogers.
"Good morning gentlemen.What can I do for you, director?"
Steve Rogers comes a few steps closer to me and holds out his hand.
"I'm Steve Rogers, nice to meet you"
His tight is strong and decisive.
“The pleasure is mine Captain.I'm agent Amaya Snow” I reply.
He smiles, Dana is right, he has a really nice smile.
"Please just call me Steve"
I smile embarrassed back.
Tony's bold voice breaks in followed by laughter.
"Seriously Fury?" he looks annoyed.
"We spoke for one of your best agents and you introduce us to this little girl?She's a kid"
He turns to me making a gesture with his hand.
"No offense"
"Oh no please.Go ahead" my tone comes out a little more sarcastic than I wanted.
"Tony don't be rude"
Steve intervenes, then addresses me directly.
"Forgive him"
"Don't worry Steve, it's ok"
I observe Fury who hasn't said a word yet.
Meanwhile, Steve has settled back into the chair in front of the desk.
I ignore what Stark says and turn to Fury again.
"Can I be useful in some way director?"
He watches me carefully and then with infinite calm he turns to Tony Stark.
"You asked me for a new member for your team.You asked me for the best.And that's what I'm proposing to you"
I can't follow what he says.
What are they talking about?
"Gentlemen, she is Agent Zero"
My eyes widen in disbelief.
What the hell is he doing?
Why is he blowing up my cover?
I intervene to try to stem the damage.
"Excuse me director, I think I don't understand"
Fury smiles sweetly at me from the other side of the desk.
"It's okay Amaya, relax"
I take courage in both hands and turn to the two Avengers who stare at me open-mouthed.
"So it's not a legend?" gives Steve incredulous.
Tony looks me up and down.
"What's up?" I ask him.
"Did you think it was a man, tattooed arms and mustache?"
"More or less yes" he replies smiling "but without a mustache.The mustache is too 80s"
I smile.
Fury takes the floor again.
"Agent Snow is the best and I'm sure she can become a great resource for your team"
Me in the Avengers?
Me alongside Rogers, Stark and Banner?
Alongside Barnes?
I panic.
No, no and then no.
"Fury could I talk to you in private if you don't mind?"
"Sure" his answer.
Rogers and Stark stand up, they both hold out their hand to me.
"I hope to see you again.I think you might be interesting” Tony tells me.
I remain silent.
I don't really know what to say.
They both say goodbye to Fury and leave the office.
I don't even give the door time to lock itself up, which I explode.
"What's wrong with you?Did you loose your mind Nick?"
“Don't call me that”
“And instead I'll call you what I want.I've saved your old ass so many times that I can take this confidence with you"
We stare into each other's eyes for a few endless minutes.
Fury starts laughing heartily
"You remind me so much of your mother, you know?She was so exuberant too"
"I'm not exuberant.I'm angry.What story is this?Why on earth should I work with the Avengers?I'm fine where I am"
"Amaya this can become the occasion of your life.You will have the opportunity to work in a team, to learn to trust someone else as well as yourself"
Why he doing this to me?
“But I'm fine like that.I'm fine by myself"
"Bullshit" yells the man in front of me clapping his hand on the desk.
I look at him in disbelief, I am speechless.
I see him close his eyes and sigh.
When he opens them his gaze is softened.
“You know how much I care about you Amaya.You've been my right hand for so long.You're not just an agent to me, you know that"
"Then why are you throwing me like this"
I can't help but my eyes get wet.
He goes around the desk to stand in front of me.
"Don't see it like that.You know very well that I would never do it.But in these years I have observed you, year after year you have closed yourself more and more in yourself.Dependent on this job more and more every day!And I don't want this for you"
I can read the pain in his eyes.
“You have no friends, you have no love in your life.You are alone just like me and I don't want to see you end up like me"
"But you are my family Nick, you are my mentor"
"But I won't be there forever and when I'm gone, what will you do?Who will take care of you?"
A tear escapes from my eyes.
I had no idea that Fury had all these worries about me.
"I am able to take care of myself"
"I thought so of myself too" Fury smiles at me.
"But in the end I became attached to you.Because basically no one is born to live alone"
He approaches me and grab me by the shoulders.
"Listen I'm not telling you to accept with your eyes closed but think about it, okay?Sleep on it tonight and tomorrow you will give me an answer.But I sincerely really hope you accept, it would be the right thing to do.Do you trust my opinion?”
“I will trust you until death Nick”
He takes his hands off me and goes back to sit behind his desk.
“Now you can go, I'll leave you the day off.Go home, relax.Think about it.See you tomorrow morning"
"Ok" I whisper.
I leave without adding anything else, I don't trust myself so much at this moment.
I walk away quickly, I want to put as much distance as possible between me and this place.
I quickly reach the exit.
I see Agent Hill gesturing in my direction but I don't stop.
I'll apologize to her later.
As soon as I get outside, I am hit by a gust of cold air.
The beautiful sun that was shining this morning has been replaced by large black clouds.
The weather conditions have turned upside down in the space of nothing a bit like my day.
Or like my life if I accepted this proposal.
I find myself wandering the streets of New York, horrified.
Without realizing it I find myself in front of the door of my house, I go up the stairs dragging my feet.
I feel emptied of any strength whatsoever.
I enter the house and taking off only my shoes and I throw myself into the bed, throwing the blanket over my head.
I think of the Fury proposal.
Could I really become an Avengers?
Does Fury really think I live up to that?
He has been my guide for the past 12 years, he has been my only point of reference in my life.
If I accepted it would mean that I would no longer work alongside him.
But I would be exposed, recognized.
I do not know what to do.
A small voice in my head, however, rebels, tries to raise the tone to be heard.
This voice keeps telling me that what the director says is true.
I have been alone all these years and this situation is starting to weigh on me.
I am 28 and have no plans for the future.
I am afraid of it.
Fear because if I think about myself in 15/20 years I see myself alone and as far as I can say it's okay so I know it's not the truth.
The thing holding me back, or rather the person holding me back, is James fucking Barnes.
How could he react to my presence?
Will he remember me?
Will he recognize me?
And above all, will I be able to work alongside him pretending that six months ago it never happened?
What a nice mess.
I spent my life working in the shadows, seeking revenge for my parents but on the way I forgot the most important thing.
Too focused on revenge.
I forgot to live and I'm sure my parents wouldn't have wanted this for me.
I feel a weight in the center of my chest.
I feel thrilled to be able to start over but also fucking scared.
It will not be easy to join an already well-formed group, with people who have bonded over the years, forming almost a family.
Family.
I too had one.
I curl up on myself, the leather of the jacket creaking with my every movement.
I feel my head explode and with millions of questions in my head I slowly slip into sleep.
I wake up it's dark outside.
I feel disoriented.
With my hand I look for the alarm clock on my night stand to try to figure out what time it is.I find the alarm clock and face it, it's 8PM.
Damn.
I slept 10 hours, it hadn't happened to me in months.
I decide to get up and change my clothes.
I wear simple black sweatpants and a white t-shirt.
Barefoot I head to my small kitchen.
My stomach rumbles in response.
I open the fridge and the pantry but I can't find anything.
Great.
I need to go grocery urgently.
I grab my phone and call my favorite pizzeria, I will order pizza for dinner.
Tambourine with my fingertips on the table waiting for my food.
I try to keep my mind away from all my worries.
The sound of the doorbell makes me jump, my heart reaches my throat.
I try to compose myself and after grabbing my wallet I head for the door.
"Hi Josh"
"Hi Amaya"
"How is Ares?" I ask him.
We have known each other for a few years now and we often exchange a chat.
"Ares is fine, finally we found a good vet and we have solved that bad dermatitis that plagued him"
"Excellent, I'm happy"
I offer him the money
"Keep the rest.See you next time"
"Thanks Amaya.See you soon”
I close the door and head to the kitchen, the scent of pizza brings my nostrils to orgasm.
Joe absolutely makes the best pizza in New York, his Italian origins are his winning weapon.
I take a seat on one of the two stools and begin to enjoy my dinner.
As I chew my mind goes back to Fury's proposal.
I have to think clearly, pros and cons.
The cons are that I would have to leave this house to move to Stark's tower, even if it is small and modest I have lived here for many years.I got used to having my own spaces.
I should leave Fury.
I think this is the thing that makes me suffer the most.
Being far away I could no longer defend him efficiently, I could no longer be constantly by his side.
He wasn't just a mentor, he has been my point of reference ever since my parents died.
If today I am what I am I owe it to him.
If I am alive today I owe it to him, who has always given me the right motivation to go on.
And then...and then I no longer find any cons.
I sigh.
The advantages, on the other hand, would be innumerable.
I could work more often alongside agent Romanoff, I love working with her.She is smart, intelligent and nice.
Steve would also be a point in favor, in those few moments I had to relate to him he seemed to me a sweet and kind man, a right man.
With Tony I think I'd fight all the time, we have two very similar characters.Both sarcastic and stubborn.
It would be exciting to live alongside him.
On Dr. Banner and Sam Wilson I could not express myself not having known them but from their files I could understand that they are kind and altruistic men, working as a team with them should not be challenging.
Having the possibility of not being alone anymore is the thing that thrills me the most.
A smile seems to come from my lips, maybe it could work.
But then my brain reminds me that Sergeant Barnes would also be there.
Fuck!
I don't know if that's good or bad.
After what has happened between us, it could be difficult to collaborate or it would be an advantage.
Our sexual harmony could have a positive effect on our teamwork.
Or maybe he forgot you the moment after you left that bathroom...
The voice of my conscience is keen to let me know his opinion.
I throw my head back and stare at the white ceiling for a few minutes, I get up and approach a photo on the wall of me with my parents.
In that photo I will have been 5 years old, I was in dad's arms and my arms wrapped around the neck of both of us.
Mom was kissing my head and dad's loving eyes were on each of us.
I miss their love.
A lonely tear line my cheek.
"What should I do mom?"
I can imagine her response, she was my best friend and she had the ability to always find the right words.
She would have grabbed me by the shoulders and looking into my eyes she would have simply asked me
"What do you want my child?"
What do I really want?
Deep down my heart I know.
I take my phone and press a button.
After the first ring, Fury's voice answers me loud and clear.
"So Snow have you decided?"
Bucky POV
The dawn light shines behind my lowered eyelids.
I've been awake for a few minutes already but I can't open my eyes.
I search for my phone with my hand on the night stand, find it and grab it.
I slowly open my eyes and blink a couple of times so that my eyes get used to the light in the room.
I bring the phone in front of my eyes and read the time.
It's 7 o'clock.
Ok it's time to get up.
Among the notifications I notice a message from Sharon, I open it and I'm about to read it.
“Hey babe, I just got on the jet.We will soon take off.I'll call you as soon as we land in Prague.I love you"
Great.
I close my eyes again hoping that the earth will open under my bed and swallow me.
I type a short, concise answer.
For the past six months I have been trying hard to make things work.
After that brief moment of madness I tried to be better, to give the right direction to my relationship with Sharon.
I talked to her, obviously omitting a lot of truth, and I tried to explain to her how I felt.
That I care about her but that I need time.
That I wanted at all costs to make things work.
She was obviously understanding as always and came up with talks about post traumatic disorders, stress and other things that I honestly did not understand.
I tried to dedicate every free moment to her and make her feel desired.
Dinners, cinemas, clubs.
Couple dating with Steve and Nat.
The latter are the ones I hate the most and not because of my friends but because I was being thrown in my face when my relationship, compared to his, was a failure.
I don't understand how nobody notices it.
Nobody perceives my discomfort.
I swallow my frustration daily just to be better for the people I love.
The sex between the two of us has improved slightly.
There is a little more imagination, I can put a little more passion into it.
But the reason why I do it knocks me out of my mind and only adds to my anger.
Because I realized that the problem is not Sharon but me.
I complained about the lack of passion but I realized that it was I who did not wear it.
So when we are together now I find myself thinking about other lips, other hands and then I get hotter.
More passionate.
Do I hate myself for it?
Obvious.
But I also hate that stranger for pushing me to this.
I know it's basically not her fault, that it was me who had to stop everything in the bud, but I hate her because she knew who I was.
She certainly knew that I was already involved in another relationship.
I get out of bed I'm already a bundle of nerves.
Fantastic.
Starting the day like this was just what I wanted.
I brush my teeth and after wearing a black jeans and a black t-shirt I go down to the kitchen for breakfast.
In front of the coffee machine I find Sam intent on observing the wall in front of him.
“Hey, are you okay?Looks like you haven't slept"
He turns to me, eyes red and after a huge yawn he answers
"Oh man, I must have slept no more than three hours tonight.I've been to that new bar, the one opened last week in Brooklyn.Full of gorgeous girls.It was quite an interesting night"
I smile.
He hands me a cup of coffee, as black as my mood.
We both sit at the table and after a few minutes Steve and Natasha come in.
He is already fully dressed.
She is wearing pink pajamas with a bear printed on the shirt and tousled hair.
They almost look like a nest.
I can't help it but a laugh escapes my control and I try to disguise it with a cough.
She sharpens her gaze and points it into my eyes.
"Is there some problem Barnes?" she asks me as she takes a seat on the other side of the table.
“Oh no, all right.Nice pajamas by the way"
Steve walks by her to go to the cupboard that contains the coffee cups and leaves a kiss on her head.
"Forget it honey.You look beautiful to me"
The redhead's eyes are still on me and, strong of Steve's word, she raises her middle finger in my direction.
I roll my eyes.
We all stand in silence drinking our coffee, each lost in thought.
After a few minutes a shining Tony Stark enters the kitchen.
"In ten minutes I'll be waiting for you all in the conference room"
His gaze stops on Natasha.
He raises an eyebrow and adds
"Let's do 20 minutes" and as he says he goes away.
We all burst out laughing including Steve getting an elbow in the stomach from his girlfriend who visibly angry gets up and walks away muttering something like "bunch of asshole".
Sam and I laugh even louder as Steve runs after her.
"C'mon babe don't do that" the echo of his voice is lost in the corridor.
Fifteen minutes later we are all where Tony asked us, Bruce Banner has also joined us.
Natasha is sitting across from me next to Doctor Banner, arms folded across her chest.
Steve at her side looks dejected, I think she's still mad at him for laughing.
Sam is sitting next to me and we both have our backs to the door.
Tony is standing at the head of the table, he observes everyone and then takes the floor.
"As you know since Barton and Lang retired to devote themselves totally to the family we are very few.Six people do not seem to me to be enough in case something should happen"
Steve intervenes.
"Wanda and Vision?"
“They are still part of ours but have decided to live on their own.Apparently they fell in love” Tony replies with a half smile.
“Really?The witch and the humanoid?Who would have thought"
Sam really looks surprised.
Yet it was so obvious.Or maybe it was just me?
The way they looked and communicated with each other was a clear signal that theirs wasn't just a friendship.
Tony continues to speak to Steve.
"Technically they didn't abandon their Avengers role but Vision 15 days ago turned off his tracker"
That's a big problem.
If we needed wouldn't be easy to track them down.
Tony's voice catches again my attention.
"So Steve and I talked to Fury to direct us to some agent who might be right for us.And we found him"
Tony pauses a little then continues.
"Agent Zero will be on our team"
Sam and I look at each other confused.
Natasha is the first to speak.
"For real?Will Amaya join us?"
Steve's head jerks to his girlfriend.
“Do you know her true identity?Why didn't you ever tell me about it?"
She shrugs.
"Professional secret" her reply.
“We worked together a couple of times on Fury's behalf.By now we have known each other for something like 4 years" continues the former Russian spy.
"I thought it was a legend"
I observe thoughtlessly.
At the same moment Sam exclaims "Is Agent Zero a woman?"
“It's actually been 5 years Natasha.Yes I am a woman and no Sergeant Barnes I am not a legend” a voice behind me answers all our questions.
Why do I have the impression that I have already heard this voice?
As soon as I turn my gaze towards the door, Nick Fury makes his entrance along with Agent Zero.
Together with the woman I had the best fuck of my life.
My blood freezes in my veins, I feel like I can't breathe anymore.
She passes me by without deigning a glance and goes towards Natasha.
The two embrace and smile.
"I'm happy to see you and above all to be able to work by your side again" Natasha tells her.
She breaks away from the embrace and smiles at her.
Nat continues to talk.
"What are you tired of being a caregiver for Fury?"
She laughs heartily.
"Nah...I'd still take a bullet in the head for this old man"
Fury clears his throat and turns to the two redheads.
"Are you done?"
He does not seem angry indeed he looks at them as a father would do with his own daughters.
Meanwhile Amaya, this is her real name, approaches Steve and hugs him.
"It's a pleasure to see you again Captain"
"And I'm glad you took the job" replies my best friend.
Sam turns to me and whispers under his breath.
"Wow, she's so hot!Look that boobs!"
I think I'll throw up.
Sam realizes that something is wrong.
“Are you okay dude?Looks like you saw a ghost"
I watch her shake Tony's hand.
"Yeah yeah it's ok, don't worry" I answer him without even looking at him.
Now she's turning her attention to Bruce.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Doc"
He hints a shy smile as he returns the handshake.
Fury turns to Amaya and with a wave of his hand points to me and Sam.
"They are Sam Wilson and James Barnes"
Her eyes for a moment stop into mine.
Then she replies with an Oscar-winning nonchalance.
"It's a pleasure to meet you"
And she smiles.
And I feel anger rising inside me.
After other brief pleasantries Fury exchanges a few words with Bruce and Tony and everyone else is around her filling her with questions.
I am glued to my place.
I do not know what to do.
I feel trapped in a nightmare.
After Fury leaves, everyone goes back to his duties.
Natasha turns to me.
“Bucky could you please help me with Amaya's bags?So I show her her room and she can settle down"
"Yeah" the only syllable that leaves my lips.
Right now I don't trust myself, I prefer not to say a word.
I follow the two women down the long corridor to the elevator that will take us upstairs to the floor of our rooms.
As we go up the two redheads chat and laugh among themselves.
I remain in absolute silence.
As soon as we reach the top floor and walk along the corridor, I discover that her room is right in front of mine.
Please tell me this is all a joke.
Natasha greets her.
“I have to escape, Steve and I have to go to Washington.But tonight we have dinner together ok?We have so much to update on"
"I can't wait" she replies.
"Barnes can you finish helping her?"
I just nod and watch Nat disappear behind the elevator doors.
I take her suitcases and put them in her room, help her with some boxes.
All in absolute silence.
God the tension between us could be cut with a knife.
I watch her from the sly.
God she is more beautiful than I remembered.
Her hips are forced into a pair of high-waisted black jeans while her gorgeous breasts are squeezed into a red cashmere sweater.
Her eyes are planted in mine.
"Everything ok?Why do you keep staring at me?" she asks me, she looks really confused by my behavior.
No it's not ok at all.
"It's all great" my answer sounds more poisonous than I wanted.
I see her sigh heavily.
She's about to say something but I block her with a brusque wave of my hand.
"Stay the fuck away from me and my girlfriend"
I snarl to her.
I go away without looking back.
I know I'm acting like an asshole.A psychopath.
But I can't help it.
Just the sight of her pisses me off.
Now it's official, God hates me.
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OK so it's Terry's birthday he doesn't like his birthday I mean who does right? He walks downstairs and into the kitchen "morning daddy!!!" his little girl says his eyes scanning around the room and he couldn't help but smile the room was filled with birthday decorations his little girl comes running up to him he picks her up kissing her in the cheek "happy birthday daddy" she says handing him a card. Thank you sweet pea he puts her down and is filled with emotion that someone would go to this length just for him
What would terry do on his birthday older terry and (kk3) terry add anything to this if you like thank you
Thank you for your lovely request anon 🖤 I hope you like it 🙏
(kk3) It was Terry's birthday and unfortunately it was a on a weekend this year. Terry hated his birthday, all the party and present stuff meant nothing to him. He hit up from his bed and walked downstairs to get some coffee but before he even reached the kitchen his little princess came running at him and jumped into his arms. "Happy birthday daddy!" she yelled and hugged him tight. "Oh thank you so much little princess." "Let's go into the kitchen daddy, we have a surprise for you." his little girl said. He walked into the room and looked around, there were birthday decorations and a cake with "Happy Birthday Daddy" on it. "She insisted to make something special for you honey. Happy birthday!" I said giving him a kiss. "Wait my girls did that just for me? Wow, thank you so much." "Sit down daddy I have a present." his daughter said running out of the room and returning a few seconds later. "I made this for you." she said and handed him a pink, glittering card with balloons on it. Terry's heart was swelling with love for his sweet little girl. He opened the card and read "Happy birthday to the best daddy in the world from your princess and mommy." He was so happy he had tears in his eyes. "Thank you so much you two. I'm the happiest man in the whole world." Terry said hugging his girls.
(CK) Terry was working in his office since the early morning. It was his birthday today but it didn't really mattered to him. After a few hours his office door opened and his daughter came into the room. "Good morning daddy." he smiled at her, her hair was a mess and she was still dressed in her pink pyjamas. "Good morning princess, how did you sleep?" "Really good daddy, mommy said she needs a little help in the kitchen can you come with me?" he lifted her up and made his way downstairs "Well let's see what mommy needs." he enters the kitchen and froze in place. Everywhere was birthday decorations and on a small plate was a cupcake with a candle in it. "Surprise daddy! Happy birthday" his little girl giggled and kissed him all over his face. "Thank you that's wonderful." "Your daughter hade the idea to surprise you and she helped me make the cupcakes." I said "Here that's for you daddy I made it all alone." she handed him a card with a crooked snake drawn on it and on the inside was a picture of myself and our daughter. With the words "Happy birthday to the best dad and husband in the whole world. Many kisses from your girls" Terry tried to hold back tears but it was impossible. "Thank you so much. That picture is beautiful from when is that?" he asked "When we told you we had to go shopping for shoes we actually went to a mother daughter photoshoot. The other pictures are here on the digital picture frame." I said and handed him his present. "That is the best birthday ever. Thank you so much."
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Whats your favorite way to relax after a long week when you feel burnt out? Also started a new job, the one I’ve been working all my life for! But feeling like I need to lay on the couch all weekend and not get up lol
Ooof.... Good question Anon!
And I need to take my OWN advice on this lol, because I used to work 10 min from home, and now I work at least 45 min. away...so the commute is sometimes BRUTAL now and I'm starting to feel it... 🤦♀️😩😓 But eventually I'll be able to work only 2 days in the office, so I can't wait for that!
Anyway, I made a really GREAT post about some tips that I use to combat anxiety/stress HERE:
I think self-care is really important, especially if you juggle a lot in your life (like I do).
I can't stress enough how getting GOOD, ADEQUATE rest/sleep at night is sooo helpful. It can make a huge difference in how you feel the next day. It can also lessen anxiety, help you lose weight, keep your immune system running well, build brain cells, repair your body, help you to heal from whatever ailment you're dealing with, etc... Like sleep really is HUGE.
For me, if I know I've had a hard week (like I did this week hahaha.... I was SOO happy it was Friday today...Hence, my posting frenzy lol 😅🤣), then I always try to make sure I relax, go to bed early, maybe even take a nice warm shower, or bubble bath, and go to bed EARLY!
I know I sound like a grandma lol, but it's sooo true lol.
HTH??
Btw, congrats on the new job you! 😊
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Hi I'm back and it's like very late on my time wwwww
Anyways I'm a little sleep deprived but I'd like to come by here just to do a small vibe check for you and Zhongli/Rex Lapis (or both cause both is good):
Vibe check !
—How are you doing this week? Good? Bad? Also, are you taking care of yourself aka taking care of your basic needs?
If you're not doing well, I shall send you good vibes and pray you're doing better. If you are doing well, let me amplify it with said good vibes and no I refuse to take them back, cause I don't want to see you go through rlly bad things :(
Anyway, happy (early) Valentine's to you and your husband! As for me, I'm going to head back to research and coop myself up in the office, praying to the Gods that certain men do not catch wind of me going through 5 stages of grief before defense next week.
(for legal reasons that is a joke, I'm just very sleep deprived and I'm most likely going to pass out after this 😅 I swear I'm doing okay, I'm just rlly tired and seeing your posts makes it easier for me to not feel as burnt out haha. Anyways, have a good week!)
— 🌸🍒
hskdjsldj thank you for the vibe check <3 yes, i am taking care of my basic needs (lacking a bit of sleep today but it's fine i'll just pay the sleep debt over the weekend lol) and the week has been good! a little unproductive at work but that's ok!! i can do better next week!!! 💪🏻 zhongli is doing great, he's in his little dragon form rn and he's purring on my lap <3
go take some your much-needed sleeps, child!!! kazuha is waiting for you on the bed for a cuddle and he won't rest until you slip beside hi, under his arms!!! i hope the weekend will be good to you and you'll manage to get some relaxation in <3 <3 <3
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9/29/23
I am extremely stressed. I'm not totally sure why. I'm still ahead on school work, so that's not it. Work was a bit stressful, but that shouldn't cause this level of stress. I do have custody court next week, and the guardian ad litem assigned to the case popped in unexpectedly. I had to break away and talk to her during work hours. That was incredibly stressful. But, that stress never went away after she left and I got back to work. I've just been feeling totally on edge, all day. The past 3 days, i've felt what I can only describe as brain fatigue. It came on out of nowhere. I am having money difficult this pay period, that's got to be part of my overwhelming stress. I should be "ok" financially two weeks from today. I won't have missed as much work on that paycheck. Between being sick, on vacation and then having problems with my work computer.. ugh. It really set me back. I almost regret my beach trip, quite honestly. Multiple reasons, but finances is among the top of those reasons.
I need to remind myself of the "good" points in my life. I have my little family, everyone is healthy, and happy. I am loved, that's an important good point. I'm doing very well in school. I'm doing well at work. I have good friends. We have our own home. We just got a reliable vehicle. We have what we need, food, other necessities .
I should start back at journaling my gratitude. Maybe that will help to re-center me. I can't find my journal notebook. I desperately need to clean my room, my study space (this would be my side of the bed and my office).
Ugh, I am going to go. I am going to sleep really early, hoping that I wake up feeling better and can get some things done around the house, and finish next week's school work - the parts that are available now, some assignments are even posted until Monday. I just want tomorrow to be a better day.
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Free Use
Somi x Male Reader
Words: 900
Quickie, barely edited
Credits to @ehbeeseedih for planting this idea in my head.
Additional author notes at the end of the story.
Already running late for work, you speed walk through a seldom used side street, a slight shortcut from the main road to your office.
Normally empty this early in the morning, you notice a tall blonde beauty walking around with a coffee in hand. Her outfit grabs your attention as her shorts are barely peeking under her dress shirt, making her appear bottomless. Regardless of being on your last warning for tardiness, you slow down your pace to check her out. As the distance closes, you are able to read her pink sash: 'Birthday Girl'. When you pass her up, you turn around to check out her ass and notice the back of the sash has a second phrase: 'Free Use'
"Happy birthday!" you slightly raise your voice trying to get her attention. She turns around and says thank you with a bright cheery smile across her face.
"What does the 'free use' on the back of your sash mean?" you ask her, genuinely curious.
"It means exactly what it says, anyone can come and freely use my body however they want." she answers nonchalantly, as if this was a normal thing to say.
"W-what are you serious?" you’re barely able to respond, practically stuttering, almost choking on your own saliva.
"I'm very serious, just take me to a hotel– hell you can even use me right here and now if you're feeling adventurous. Luckily for you, you're the first person to notice. I'm trying to milk as many loads as I can for my birthday." she states in the same nonchalant manner
Despite knowing you're going to be fired for being late again, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity that you weren’t going to pass up. You briefly entertain the idea of using her right there on the streets, but even the thought of someone walking by makes your face red, so you grab her by the wrist and head over to the nearest hotel.
The check-in process is basically a blur and when you finally enter the room, she doesn’t waste any time – slowly peeling off her short shorts and asks, "So which hole do you want? Mouth, pussy, or ass?" using her finger to point at each one as she lists them off. With the hottest girl you've ever met listing her holes for you to fill, you lose the ability to produce words.
"Uhhh.."
She approaches you to unbuckle your belt and lowers your pants and underwear, freeing your already hard cock. While stroking your cock with her soft, smooth hand, she urges you on, "Just make up your mind, I still need other guys to use me."
Every option sounds enticing, but there is only one that is truly calling out to you. After reaching your hand into her panties, you use two fingers to rub against her lips.
"Ok good choice, let's get started." She jumps on the bed, spreads her legs, then shifts the front of her panties to the side, giving you a clear view of her immaculate pussy.
This definitely wasn't how you expected your morning to go when you woke up today, but you were going to take advantage of the situation granted to you. Climbing on to the bed, you approach her with your cock in hand and line it up against her moist lips. A moan escapes your mouth the second your head penetrates her and you take a quick pause to feel her warm walls wrap around it.
"Hurry up and use me." she anxiously rushes you to fuck her properly.
You start seeing stars as you push in and out, the mysterious birthday girl being the hottest girl you've ever fucked. While her silky walls were heaven on earth for you, your movements clearly leave her less than impressed as she lets out obvious fake moans. Trying to arouse her even a little, you start thrusting faster, hoping to garner any kind of reaction.
"Stop worrying about me and just give me your cum," she clearly sees through your attempt and shuts you down. She lifts her shirt and bra above her breasts, her birthday sash resting in between them and you are left gawking at the most magnificent pair of breasts you've ever seen in the flesh.
"Go ahead, touch them," she urges you by guiding your hands towards her giant mounds. When your fingers practically vanish into her soft, supple tits, you feel a knot in your core already building up.
"I'm gonna cum!" you shout out. She removes your cock and uses her hand to stroke to completion, some of it landing on her tits, but most covering her sash. Despite just fucking a beautiful woman, regret fills your mind as this 'free use' session was over and done in less than 10 minutes. While you are left panting from your orgasm, you hear her lightly whisper to herself, "OK! just ten more til I beat my personal record."
She gets up and uses some tissue to clean herself up before fixing her outfit. "Well thanks for the birthday present," she flashes another smile and heads for the door. As soon as you hear the door close, a call comes in on your cell phone and a second sense of dread washes over your body when you see 'Work' pop up on the caller ID.
Author Notes 2: Even I felt cucked by that ending. This concept was pretty fun to write so I decided to post a full story follow up.
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Gaara having food poisoning
Warnings; Fluff. Gaara not feeling good. this is kinda long. mention of throwing up and flushing a toilet.
Your poor, sweet, baby Gaara, also known as (the kazekage) is laying on you like your a teddy bear.
His body is between your legs, head on your chest and his arm's are around you with his hand's on your upper back, and he's been like this for about 20 minutes, it's probably the longest he hasn't moved all day,
you feel bad you don't get to lay like this that often, and about him feeling bad, all you can do is help him feel more comfortable while you cuddle close together,
earlier today
You didn't have anything to do today so you figured you'd sleep in and go to Gaara's office to say "hi" later, because most likely he'd be gone for work by the time you got up, and you talked about it with him a little and what he'd be doing today before going to sleep,
you wake up to Gaara tapping you gently on the shoulder, you can see from the light in the room as you peek your eyes open that it's really early, most likely 7am, you were pretty irritated but that all goes away the second you look up at gaara's frustrated face,
he's standing at your side of the bed half way dressed looking very uncomfortable, you sit up as quick you can "what happened? are you ok?" you say groggily
Gaara sits on the bed and starts telling you about how he woke up like normal (smiling at your sleeping face against the mattress) and as he was getting dressed his stomach started feeling weird, so he sat down & waited a little longer before going to work to see if it would go away. five minutes later, he was throwing up,
after saying that he looks down and a weird look comes over his adorable face,
Gaara stands up quickly and goes to the bathroom and shuts the door behind himself,
You were pretty sure you know what he has since you went through something very similar and it ended up being food poisoning, so you know it's only gonna get worse,
you get up and go to the bathroom door and when the (noice) stop's, you knock softly,
"honey? did you call in to work already?"
a few seconds go by and you hear the toilet flush,
"no. do I have to?" he says as he opens the door,
you put your hands on his cheeks and his skin feels warm, "yes, you do sweetheart I think you have food poisoning, I had it once and if it's like mine was it's gonna get worse."
He looks down and furrows his "eyebrows" and deeply sigh's,
You lift up his face to make him look at you and smile "hey, go get in some comfy clothes and lay down, I'll call in for you & get you some soup, okay" you say in a soft voice,
he nodded and smiles softly "thank you, love" then he walks past you to the closet.
the first thing you did is put a bucket next to the bed just in case he doesn't feel like he can make it to the bathroom,
then you called in for him which was more of a struggle than it needed to be.
A few hours go by fast and chaotic,
IT DID, it did get worse, he's been sweating and throwing up, he got a headache and a fever,
And here we are, 6 hours after the start of this bad day, and he's been tossing and turning in bed all day,
you've stayed off the bed all day for some reason, he complained about how it was so difficult to sleep, "will you lay down with me please?" he said with tired eyes,
so now your laying on your back, up against some pillows,
a half eaten bowl of soup and a electrolyte drink on his side table, he had some but couldn't keep it down,
Gaara's head is on your chest which seems to be one of his favorite places to lay, his arms around your rib cage, hands on your upper back hugging you tightly but not enough to hurt,
you've been reading a book while he's been what you think is sleeping on you, sometimes you read a few words out loud and he'll shift a little,
"I'm sorry I ruined your day off" he mumbles
you look down at him, eyes still closed cheek still against your chest,
"Sweetheart you didn't ruin anything" you say looking at him with furrowed eyebrows,
he opens his eyes and looks up at you shocked at what you said, "did I say that out loud?" he asks,
you drop the book off to your side, and kiss him on his forehead then his cheek while hugging him close with your legs and arms,
"there's no way I'd rather have spent today Gaara, I love you so much and I'll always be right here to take care of you when your not feeling good, okay?"
He puts his arms around your neck and hug's you back as he barries his face into your neck trying to hide his pink face, that some might be from being sick, "I love you too, and I'm feeling a little better" he says, muffled by your shirt,
"I hope you haven't been feeling bad about that all day."
"I kinda felt bad about waking you up that early"
"it's okay honey, you could've woken me up when your stomach first started feeling weird and it would've been okay"
"Okay, thank you y/n, I think I'm gonna try to get some more sleep ok?"
he lays back on your chest, soft smile on his face you what to squeeze him and squeal about how adorable he is but your not sure if it will make him toss his cookies again so you hold back,
"Okay gaara" you say kissing him on the head and running your fingers through his beautiful red hair.
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Surprise
Warnings: I never proofread, too sweet, talk of urine
You were late, noticeably so as you looked at the calendar once more. Your menstrual cycle should have started 2 weeks ago, you were always spot on, never late or early unless stressed out. You rubbed at your chin anxiously, trying to figure out your next move. You had been sick a few times but thought nothing of it, it usually happened occasionally during your cycle so you didn't think anything of it, how could you? You were happy and healthy besides that. You were happily married and even though it had only been 5 months since you officiated your relationship you felt nothing but bliss in your time together. Kyojuro shuffled around the kitchen, cleaning up the bento he had brought with him out on patrol last night before he tucked himself into bed.
"You've been staring at the calendar sunflower. Is everything alright? Do you still not feel well?" Worry clouded Kyojuros eyes as he approached you, setting down his sword before pulling you into his arms. "Would you like to lay down with me?" You pulled away, grasping your husband's hands in your own to address his worries.
"I was trying to remember what I needed to get at the market, I need to write it all down before I forget again. Don't worry, I am okay today" you chuckled, making the man smile at your words
"Alright my dear, do you need more money? Make sure you dress warmly, it was chilly on my way home" you shook your head, smiling gently as he placed a soft kiss on your forehead, repeating the action on both your cheeks before releasing you and moving towards the bedroom, sword in hand.
"I'll see you tonight Kyo, sleep well my flame" he waved goodbye, disappearing into the hallway as you ran to collect your small purse of money and shopping list you already had.
You left the house quietly, making your way up the mountain to the butterfly estate. If there was one way to confirm your suspicions, it was to go to your trusted doctor.
"Mrs. Rengoku! How is marital bliss?" Shinobu didn't look up from the vial in her hand, capping the contents and placing it in the small wooden carrying case alongside dozens of other vials. You blushed, well aware of Kyojuros lack of silence about his happiness, Tengen often told you how annoying it was. "Rengoku always tells us how wonderful his wife is!" She smiled as she turned towards you. "Anyways, how can I help you? Is everything okay?" You nodded, seating yourself on an open stool as Shinobu joined you.
"Everything is wonderful. so good in fact, I have a feeling I'm with child" Shinobu didn't hide her surprise, eyebrows raising as he jaw dropped.
"That's amazing. You two really wasted no time starting a family, ok then, let's see if you're right. I've been researching a new way to confirm pregnancy, they do it in the west and it seems to be good so far. It uses urine however, do you feel comfortable with that?"
"How long does it take? I want to confirm this before Kyojuro leaves again” Shinobu nodded in understanding, she knew how quickly you could be called away as a hashira.
“at this stage as long as you can provide the urine in a decent amount of time, maybe an hour? Blood work takes a little longer”
“Let’s do it!” You sat up straighter, excited at the prospect of confirming your suspicions and potentially, but most likely carrying Kyojuros child. Since you first met him in the crowded shopping center, to your first official date after he asked to court you. Being with him, raising a family with him, loving him until the end of time was all you wanted, all you craved. Dreams do come true, and while you waited in the back gardens of the butterfly estate to confirm, you thanked the heavens for your luck.
“Y/N! Lady Kocho is asking for you” Sumi, Kiyo and Naho came up to you, butterfly clips bouncing as they ran.
“Thank you girls” You rose, rollowing their quick footsteps back inside and towards the back of the estate. Shinobu was seated when you arrived at her office, a smile adorning her features as you sat across from her, hands already fidgeting with your light haori.
“Well Y/N you were right. You are indeed pregnant. Congratulations!” Shinobu wasted no time with formalities, clapping at your bright expression. Nothing could wipe the grin on yourr face as you thanked her and quickly made your way out, wanting to be home to tell Kyojuro as soon as possible. It was only early afternoon though and it would still be hours before he would wake for the evening. But the excitement in your heart that traveled like blood through the rest of your body was too large to ignore.
You arrived home quicker than usual, heading straight towards your shared bedroom, hoping that if you slept, by the time you woke again Kyojuro would also be awake and ready for your exciting news. Kyojuro was tucked into your shared futon, his hair that was normally tied out of his face splayed across his pillow as he laid on his side. You tried to walk carefully, tip toeing around the bedroom to your wardrobe, hoping for something lighter to wear for bed.
"Sunflower?" You could hear shuffling from behind you "is everything alright? You never come in the bedroom this early" perceptive as always. Kyojuro was sitting up, his kimono holding onto his shoulders for dear life.
"Do you still not feel good
"I'm sorry to wake you, I figured I would join you today, I don't have much to do and it has been a while since I slept with you by my side" Kyojuros eyes lit up at the idea, holding the blanket open as he patted the spot next to him, eager to have you lay with him.
"Of course! I would love for you to join me" you nodded, closing the wardrobe and forgoing changing into a different kimono. You quickly snuggled into the futon, sliding closer to your husband who had wasted no time in wrapping his arms around you, resting his chin atop your head as you laid in his bare chest.
“How are you feeling my dear? You’ve been sick on and off, i worry for you”
"Actually my flame, there's something I wanted to tell you" he hummed. You pulled out of his embrace, his eyes shooting open to meet your own. He made no move to reply, hoping you would continue.
"Kyojuro" you started "I'm pregnant" there was a heavy pause as Kyojuro stared at you, pupils shaking as he processed your words.
"Pregnant? As in like… my baby?" He sounded confused as he looked down at your stomach, still flat for the time being. It almost made you laugh if you were thrumming with nervous excitement at the knowledge of Kyojuros child being in your stomach.
"Yes my flame, there is a baby in here" the hand you had in your grasp moved to your stomach, pressing against the fabric of your kimono. Kyojuro didn't look up from where his hand lay, a wide smile breaking into his features as he applied more pressure
"A baby, my baby, our baby. What do you think she'll look like?" He was excited, all hints of exhaustion wiped from his brain as he thought of your child. “I hope she looks like you, a copy of you, so i can stare at you whenever i want, even if your out and about” The idea had tears springing to your eyes. A child. Created from the love you shared.
“You keep saying her Kyojuro, you know there hasn’t been a female Rengoku in forever. Its too early to even begin guessing” his smile didn’t falter.
“I’m not guessing, its a girl. I just know it” you nodded, quickly accepting Kyojuros idea. Besides, it's not like you wanted to argue about it, you were happy no matter what.
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pain (pregnancy series)
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a/n: I have a discord that you guys can join I’m super excited about it so feel free to join https://discord.gg/rBUTHFHuMf
George:
I have been up and walking around all day today not really because I was that busy it just happened to be that when I had things to do it was on my feet. I came to regret this very quickly when by the early afternoon my lower back started killing me, this has been a common occurrence for me as my pregnancy has progressed just because of all the extra weight I'm carrying. I still have things to be doing but they are taking me much longer because I have to go slower so that I don't do some serious damage or put too much stress on my back.
By the evening I could barely move because of the stress in my back which had extended further up as the afternoon went along. I did manage to get myself up the stairs with some difficulty and a few breaks but I made it none the less. George was sat at his desk editing when I went into the room looking for some comfort in any form even if it was just his company to distract me.
"Hi love you ok?" He asked
"My back is killing me and I need distracting" I replied
"Aww I'm sorry darling let me help you with that" he said
He got up from his desk and we sat on the bed together where he got me to sit in front of him and he started to massage my aching muscles to try and relieve at least a little bit of the tension which was hard to do because it was my lower back that hurt the most but there isn't much muscle there. George tried his best to help me but it didn't really work too well.
To help me out George went downstairs and went to get a hot water bottle (please tell this makes sense to people outside of the uk) which he put on my back and I laid down and we cuddled together. George also talked to me until I fell asleep to help me forget about the pain which I'm hoping will work when I'm in labour even though I know it won't but it can't hurt to hope right.
Dream:
Me and Clay have been going on walks everyday because it gets us out the house and it is good for the baby to be active the only thing is that my feet and ankles are incredibly swollen and sore so it makes walking hard. None of my shoes fit now either so I'm bound to wearing one pair of sandals that I brought a few weeks ago realising that I couldn't keep forcing my shoes on but not wanting to buy all new shoes.
This morning Clay dragged me out of bed and pretty much straight outside because he was busy the rest of they day so this is the only time we have to go on our daily walk. He was walking so incredibly fast that I had to jog to keep up which hurt me so bad. I managed to catch up a little bit to the point that I could grab his hand so that he was more dragging me down the street than anything.
"Please slow down Clay my feet are killing me" I panted slightly
"I'm sorry babe" he said slowing down
We got home and Clay went to his office while I got on with some chores which was really quite stupid of me because it meant I was on my feet all day so if I thought they hurt before it was a different story now I was dying. I needed to do something to relieve the pain but I can't take any painkillers because my doctor advised me not to so instead I did the only other thing I could think of and that was annoy Clay until he gave me cuddles.
He was done with work for the day so I wasn't interrupting so I went and sat on his lap for a bit before we got up and went to sit in bed. He got me to lay down while he sat at the other end of the bed and rubbed my feet which really helped with the pain and to relieve some of the swelling. Then when he was done he came up to cuddle with me peppering my face with little sweet kisses.
Sapnap:
Me and Sapnap have been out doing things all day and now I'm literally exhausted because right now anymore than a few hours doing things will take me out for the rest of they day. We were watching a movie when I felt sudden pains in my abdomen, I panicked because I know that feeling that can mean bad things.
"Nick there's pains in my stomach "I said
"Oh shit let me call my mom" he said
He called his mom who told us that it was probably Braxton hicks which she said can happen to some people during pregnancy and they are basically just to prepare you and will stop when they want. This calmed us down a bit but the pain was still very much there. I grabbed Sapnap's hands and squeezed them every time the contraction came which didn't help but it felt nice to know that he was going through at least a little bit of pain with me.
"Just breathe babe it will stop you can get through it" he encouraged
"It hurts though and its only going to get worse when I'm in proper labour" I cried
We got through it together but now apparently this is something that I might just have to deal with and I'm not sure that I want that but all in the name of the baby I'll do it.
Quackity:
My body is really not coping too well with the extra weight on it all of a sudden so by the end of each day my entire body hurts. Even if I don't do anything by the end of the day I'm still sore all over I've kind of just learnt to live with the pain so I don't really notice it so much unless I have an especially bad day.
Today happened to be one of those days where the pain was particularly bad so by the end of the day I just wanted to curl up into a ball and be taken away to a dream land. I was tossing and turning laying on the bed while Alex was sat next to me watching me be weird.
"You ok there?" He asked
"Everything hurts" I whined
"How about I run you a bath does that sound good" he asked
I nodded and we went to the bathroom where he run a nice warm bath with a bath bomb in it and a whole load of bubbles which I happily got into while listening to music which Alex put on for me. It was so soothing and really helped with some of the pain. When I got out Alex was there with many blankets and one of his hoodies for me to wear as we cuddled in bed.
Karl:
It has been a long day today I woke up really early with the baby kicking and then I had a doctors appointment before having other errands to run all afternoon and now I'm just so done. My back is also really aching after not letting it get a break during the day the extra weight really takes its toll the longer I'm up and doing things.
Believe me there isn't a single thing I haven't tried for days like these but none of them work and I try stretching throughout the day but overall it makes very little difference by the end of the day even though it does help at the time. Karl had brought me a massager which I'm trying out too when Karl came back home looking at me with sympathy in his eyes.
"Oh baby come here and we can go lay down" he said with open arms
I got up and he gave me a comforting hug before we went to our bedroom where Karl got me to lay down and he lightly massaged my back and shoulders as he cuddled me which still didn't help too much but it was nice to know that he cares.
Wilbur:
I have had a lot of pelvic pain the end of my second trimester and third trimester it has a proper name but I didn't care to listen I just know it hurts. It is one of those things that won't go away and I have to live with and it isn't fun.
Wilbur has been doing as much as he can to help and I have been going physio to help a little bit. We also go swimming together a lot because apparently it is meant to help the pain although I've found it is very short term by the time we leave the pain is back to its normal level.
Everyday is a bit of a struggle because walking is know to make the pain worse as well as pretty much every other day to day activity, even getting out of bed is a struggle so Wilbur has been staying home a lot more to help me out and when he does leave all I do is sit down not daring to move too much.
Today Wilbur is really busy and is going to be gone all day so I have to do all of the jobs round the house which I don't mind doing but I am dreading doing them because if the pain. I started some of the jobs but I had to stop midway through because the pain was so strong that me knees were starting to give out because they just wanted me to sit down.
I called Wilbur when I knew he was free just to hear his voice because it provides some comfort when the pain gets so bad. He offered some nice words which did nothing for the pain but they did something for my mental state he also got one of his friends to come round to be here while he's not.
Niki came round and finished all the things I was doing for me and then we just hung out together until Wilbur came home and he took care of me promising that he wouldn't be gone for the whole day again.
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Haikyu boys when they take a joke/prank too far (Iwaizumi,Daichi)
Word count: 1.9K
Genre:angst,fluff
AN: In the spirit of April Fools I tried to make my first work based on that I hope you enjoy!! (LOL I can’t actually believe this was the first thing I’ve ever written)
Iwaizumi:
“Okay so it’s April Fools Day who are we going to prank?” asked Makki “One of the first years?”
“Do we have to prank someone this year..” replied Iwaizumi “so childish”
“Iwa-Chan!” Oikawa said “Don’t be such a spoil sport.”
“Anyways, it can’t be a first year they’re boring to prank a first year coach will be mad at us, we need someone else.”
Just then, you enter the gym, catching their eye as you approach the group sitting on Iwaizumi’s lap “Hey babe, I can still come over to yours to study right?” you ask.
“Yeah of course, practice finishes early so I'll be there before you.” He said
“Alright, see you then bye babe, bye guys” you said, giving Iwaizumi a kiss on the cheek sauntering off and waving at Makki, Mattsun and Oikawa.
“bye Y/N!” They teasingly responded in unison making you laugh.
As they watched you leave, it seemed as if a lightbulb pinged off in all of their heads (besides Iwaizumi) realizing who would be a great person to prank.
After a lot of convincing, they finally got Iwaizumi in on the ‘harmless’ plan, all they needed to do now is wait on your arrival.
You’re finally done with school after a long and tiring day of exams upon exams and wanting nothing more than to cuddle with your boyfriend (after he teaches you Pythagoras theorem of course.) You did think he was acting weird when you met him this morning in the gym and throughout break and lunch but you just concluded that it was because he was having an ‘off’ day.
You reached his house and used a copy of his key that he gave you to enter we just enter houses up in this bitch calling out his name “Zumi-babe, I'm here...”
“Lets get this shit over with” you said tiredly
Upon entering, you notice none of the lights being on or curtains drawn ‘odd’ you think. You go upstairs going straight to his room hopefully to find your boyfriend in his bed or on his Xbox or something. To your surprise his bedroom door was somehow locked shut (even though not having a lock on his door anyways.) Suddenly, you hear creaks slowly trailing up the stairs and an eerie feeling surrounds you... now you start to feel pretty panicked jiggling the door handle to Iwaizumi’s door as it’s practically the only place you can go.
AN: I hate what I’m writing rn but onwards we right
The footsteps on the stairs start to quicken, and you almost certain that you felt something brush pass your shoulder only adding onto the panic and anxiety that you already feel. Ok, the footsteps on the stairs are basically right near you, so doing the only logical thing you can do you body slam the ‘person’ on the stairs as you motherfuckin should as tears fill your eyes and you pick up bag bolting through the front door, slamming it shut now in full tears and shakingly scared.
You look behind you and see Iwaizumi’s front door re-open and out comes the ‘iNFaMouS sEiJOh fOuR’ in tears... of laughter. It seems that the boys were in laughing fits that their prank ‘payed off’ getting a reaction out of you. You couldn’t see Iwaizumi’s reaction, but you didn’t care you were hurt, annoyed and wanting to get into your bed.
Once you get home, you decide to block your so called ‘friends’ who decided to make you scared shitless and ignored Iwaizumi’s messages asking “where were you today”.... the AUDACITY.
The next day, the boy’s seemed to realize the consequences of their actions after spending the whole day trying to get your attention only to be straight up ignored. Iwaizumi is immensely regretful after all his efforts to try talking to you were denied, he decided after his practice he was going to get you to talk to him or at least get you to listen to his apologies on what happened yesterday evening.
You left your clubroom and made your way to the school gate to go home.
“Y/N!” shouted Iwaizumi touching your shoulder making you flinch ‘wow did we really scare her that bad?”
“What do you want iwa?” You asked very agitated
“Y/N I just want to apologize for yesterday, since it was April fools day and all the boys really wanted to prank someone and I-it just happened to be-”
“It just happened to be me. Right?” you interrupted “Gosh Iwaizumi, I was really scared.. I already had a tiring day and all I wanted was my boyfriend to teach me the stupid Pythagoras Theorem and cuddle me afterwards, but no you and your friends just had to be dicks for a day” you turn around planning to walk away before he grabs you again
“Wait! Just wait y/n, im sorry and I wont ever prank you like that again” he pleaded
“.. and i’ll help you study?” he added pulling the sweetest face of all time to try and convince you
“ugh, fine stop pulling that face... and you better teach me Pythagoras Theorem” you said rolling your eyes
“yeah yeah whatever you say y/n” he said pulling you under his arm and walking in the direction of his house.
A/N: WOW I DID NOT like the way this turned out but its my first official thing that I wrote hopefully HOPEFULLY MY WORK IMPROVES (I THINK IT WILL) SO please join me on this ‘ride’ in improving my work
Daichi:
You decided this morning that you were NOT going to participate in your annual April Day Fool’s prank with Tanaka and Noya... only because of your not-so new boyfriend Daichi saying he didn’t need his teammates corrupting you any longer so you decided to not get involved. With that being said you wouldn’t even think of your boyfriend pulling a prank on you so you didn’t think you’re getting pranked today.
In the gym, the boys were doing the usual: Hinata and Kageyama running after eachother, Tanaka and Noya oogling Kiyoko, Tsukishima listening to music, Yama and Yachi going over club schedules whilst Daichi sat with Sugawara and Asahi.
“So are you pranking anyone today?” sugawara asked
“Pranking someone, isn’t that a bit too juvenile suga?” Asahi replied
“Not you silly, Daichi” said sugawara “With Y/N on his arm they always have to stay on eachothers toes right..she’s a ‘jokester’ right?”
“...right?” Daichi hadn’t thought of it that way, he did know of all your joking escapades before you even got together and how you still liked to joke around now as you date.. He didn’t want you to think that you thought he was too boring for you ?
“Ok. What type of prank should I pull on her..”
Daichi, Sugawara and Asahi (who didn’t really contribute to Suga’s scheming) made a plan for you to meet him at the gym locker with the claims that he had a ‘surprise’ for you .. oh how he was wrong.
Daichi: meet me at the gym locker I have something to show you
Y/N: Ok!! I’ll be there in 5 minutes
Daichi was nervous, and that was an understatement he didn’t want things to go left and have you thinking he couldn’t even do a simple prank. Once you got there, he saw heard you talking to Sugawara and Asahi outside the door about him wondering where he was in which Suga told you inside the locker room.
“Hey babe” you greeted “what's the occasion in why we’re in here?”
“I...uh..um I need to get something one second” Daichi spoke quickly and rushed out the room closing the door leaving you confused. Minutes passed, and you were now impatient and kinda scared since the room was dusty, dark and cold definitely not your place to be in. You tried texting Daichi but just your luck you have no service ://
As time went on you tried opening the door but it was jammed shut no hope opening at all you forgot you left your bag outside which of course had your inhaler which did not help the sudden shortness of breath you started to get because of your asthma and claustrophobia. All you wanted was to get out of this room and talk to … Daichi.
Daichi. How convenient that he manage to slip away before the door got closed hmm but he wouldn’t intentionally prank you after ALL the lectures he gave you about not doing pranks this year right?
You didn’t notice how you started to cry and whimper wanting to leave.
On the outside, Daichi heard your cries and ordered Sugawara and Asahi to find the key to immediately get you out which it seems to take a while because Daichi has now stopped hearing your tears making him gulp in fear thinking something bad has happened to you in there.
Sugawara comes to you handing Daichi the keys, his handing shaking as he tries to unlock the door when he eventually does he finds you passed out on the ground of the dusty storage room. Very cliché I know ://
You wake up in the Nurses Office a bit confused on how you got there until your eyes land upon Daichi, remembering how you locked you in the Storage room where you had an asthma attack and passed out. You turned your body away from Daichi not wanting to talk to him right now after the hypocrisy he did.
“Y/N.. Are you alright?” He asked
“Do I look alright?” You responded in a bored tone
“I am really sorry Y/N... I know what I said to you about not doing pranks this year but Sugawara roped me into this and I didn’t want you to think I was too boring for you so I thought doing this prank would make you see me in a different light” he said
“yeah i saw you in a different light alright” you sassed, you then realised what he said ‘too boring’ kind of feeling less mad and more sad that he feels this way “Dai, you’d never be to boring for me … you’re one of the most funness is that a word? guys I've ever met.”
“really?” he asked
“Of course! I’m kind of still mad at you for letting this happen but I do sort of understand why” you said giving him a hug.
You were eventually cleared to go home and as you left the clinic you saw Asahi and Sugawara standing at the door.
“Y/N WE’RE SORRY” they bowed to you waiting on your responses
You chuckled slightly at their cuteness and ruffled both of their hair “all is forgiven, just make sure there’s ‘pranks’ this year “
Which they agreed upon.
A/N: WOW I DID NOT like the way these turned out but its my first official thing that I wrote hopefully HOPEFULLY MY WORK IMPROVES (I THINK IT WILL) SO please join me on this ‘ride’ in improving my work. Feedback is VERY MUCH APPRECIATED and request too since I will literally write whatever...
I may do a part 2 … any particular characters people want?
#haikyuu x reader comfort#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu-fluff#haikyu angst#iwaizumi x reader#daichi sawamura#daichi x you#haikyu headcanons#haikyuu scenarios#iwaizumi x you#iwaizumi hajime#sugawara scenario#daichi scenario#signedwithane😌
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Go Go Let's Go! Let's Go! Dateko! (Pt 3)
⚠️THIS FIC IS 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI ⚠️
Warnings: angst, swearing, fluff, smut mentioned
Word count: 7,000 +
You wake up the next morning fully exhausted.
After yet another round before you both cooked dinner, you ended dinner with Takuro fucking you against the wall as you gushed around his cock.
You hadn't fucked that much since you were in your early 20s. And for a man in his late 40s, Takuros stamina was unmatched.
It took you an hour to pack up and leave because he had to fuck you again in the bedroom and on the couch.
"I seriously can't get enough of you" He says as he walks you to your car.
"Well we will definitely be having more sleep overs very soon" you say as he kisses you.
"Dont leave" he says, hugging you tightly "Please stay"
"Taku I can't Kenji will be home soon" you say as you places kisses on his neck.
"When are we going to tell him Y/N? He deserves to know" Takuro said
He was right. Kenji needed to know. The last thing you wanted was to lie to your son,
"I'll talk to him tonight ok" you say as Takuro smiles at you and kisses you goodbye.
You arrive home grabbing your bag from the car. You hope Kenji isn't home yet as you approach your house. You see a light on.
fuck
You open the door and walk in.
"Hi Kenji, sorry I'm late. I was at grandma and gran-" you say as you look up to see your son glaring at you.
"Kenji are you ok?" You say with concern on your face.
"Oh I don't know mom. How would you feel if you saw your mother kiss your coach in public?" He says as your eyes widen.
"Thought I was going to grab some snacks but turns out I got a whole ass meal in the form of my mother making out with my volleyball coach! What in the actual fuck mom? How long? How long have you been lying to me?" He screams at you as you shutter back
You've never seen your son so angry as he is right now.
"It's one thing for you to come to out games Mom but for you to date my coach?? Seriously mom that's too far" Kenji screams at you as you stand there absorbing it all.
"I mean Jesus Christ mom! You couldn't go an date some other random man! Why can't you just get your own life! Instead you have to fuck my coach! I hate you!" He screams as he stomps to his room slamming his door.
You can't say anything. You're completely frozen.
He hated you. The words swarmed your mind over and over
Had you going out with Takurō really affected Kenji this much? You feel your eyes begin to swell as tears began to roll down your cheeks. You turn, slowly moving to your room as you feel the tears begin to fall faster.
You didn't sleep much that night. Not at all really. You couldn't believe you broke you child's trust like that. You hated yourself and hated that you made him so uncomfortable.
You had to talk to Takuro. You sent him an early text at 5am as you made your way to the kitchen. You noticed Kenji's door was still closed ad you made coffee and fruit to take to your room. You return to a message asking to meet you before morning practice.
You get dressed and leave the house without a sound. You try to be as quiet as you can be as to not disturb your sleeping kid. I've already messed up his life enough I don't want to mess up his sleep you say to yourself as you get in your car and drive to the school. It's 6:00am by the time you arrive. Takurō is already waiting for you.
You get out of your car as he notices the tears spilling from your eyes.
"Y/N what's wrong is everything ok?" He rushes to you and pulls you into a hug. Your tears completely drowning out everything, including the preying eyes of a certain 2nd year manager as she approaches the side of the school.
Mai stops when she sees you and the coach. She hears you crying and backs up next to the gym to listen.
"I'm sorry Takuro but I can't keep seeing you" you say as yu look at him with tears streaming down your face.
"I don’t understand Y/N I thought-" Takuro says concerned
"Kenji found out about our dates. Apparently he saw us with a few members of the team. He was really upset and told me I need to stay out of his school life" you say as your tears begin to flow quicker.
Takuro pulls you into a hug. He doesn't want you to be upset
"Y/N let me talk to him please I want to be with you" Takuro says as he pulls away placing his hand under your chin.
"Takuro no please he already hates me enough. I can't lose my son. He's right I should have never pryed in his life. I'm so sorry Takuro. I really like you but I can't do this to Kenji" you say as you back up to gave him.
Takuro is devastated to say the least. The women he cares so deeply for is forced to make a choice because he had crossed the line between parent and coach.
"No Y/N, it's my fault. I'm sorry that this happened. I don't blame you. If anything this is my fault. I should have been more responsible. You are Kenji's mom and I'm his coach. It was inappropriate" he says as he looks down.
Somehow it hurt even more to hear Takuro say those words. You knew he cared for you but he was trying to take the burden of your son's blame off of you.
Meanwhile Mai is both crying and furious.
Could Kenji really be this big of an ass?
"Thank you for supporting the boys Y/N. It was a pleasure" Takuro says as he waves to you turning to walk towards the gym.
You get in your car as you start to drive home. The tears consistently rolling down your cheeks. You park the car as you completely lose your cool. You start beating on the steering wheel screaming and crying as you let all your pent up emotions out.
you're neighbors probably think your insane
After 15 minutes you walk in the house, noticing Kenji's door is open. You decide to leave him be as you make your way to your room still sniffling from your car melt down.
You walk into your room and lay down. You've already called out of work for the day as you feel like you just mentally can't do it. You lay in bed as you feel the emotions take over again.
Meanwhile Kenji arrives at school. He's still mad about his discovery of yours and his coaches relationship. He can't believe you would do such a thing to him. To invade his personal life like that.
Coach doesn't say anything though out practice. Kenji figures his mom already has him in her side through this whole ordeal. Why wouldn't he be?
"Mai can you tell coach we need to get the jerseys altered" Kenji says to Mai as she watches coach look to Kenji and walk out of the gym.
"Tell him yourself" Mai says snarkily as she turns away.
"Mai just do it" Kenji says "i’m not in the mood today"
"Why because you’re ashamed you made your mom cry" Mai yells as the team stops.
Mai looks at Kenji and she's pissed.
"You know you have the sweetest kindest mom in the entire world and she's happy. But you can't have that can you Kenji because you're a massive ass" Mai screams.
Kenji is heated. He doesn't know how Mai found out but he isn't going to take being yelled at.
"Mai you have no idea what you're even talking about so just butt out" Kenji screams at her and Aone walks in from of Mai forming a protective barrier.
"It's ok Aone. I'm not scared of Kenji" she says as steps in front of Aone "you know what I saw this morning Kenji? I saw your mom and coach in the parking lot. And your mom was crying. Like hard core crying telling coach that she couldn't see him anymore."
Mai is shouting at Kenji as Kenji just stares.
You were really crying? And worse is he caused it?
"You know Kenji your mom goes out of her way to do everything for this team! Coach shows interest in her and she likes him back and suddenly its an attack on you?" Mai is screaming at this point, tears flowing down her face.
The team watches in shock. They have never seen Mai this angry before.
"Newsflash asshole you're mom is allowed to be happy! She told coach she couldn't see him anymore because of you! She told him she didn't want to hurt YOU KENJI. Your mom is heartbroken and she's worried because he son is upset because she's happy? Give me a fucking break!" Mai screams one last time as she turns to walk out of the gym, slamming the door behind her.
The boys stand in silence. Kenji is shocked.
you really liked coach that much and you really cared enough about him to ruin whatever you and coach had going on?
The team turns as they shake their heads in disbelief at Kenji, even Aone shows emotion.
"You are the only one who sees an issue here Kenji" he speaks as he walks back to join the team.
Kenji walks out of the gym doors as he slides down the outer walls. He really was being an ass. He didn't care about your feelings only his own personal standings as the captain of the iron wall.
He got up walking to the coaches office. He knocks as Takuro directs him to enter.
Takuro looks up at Kenji and back to his paperwork. He doesn't sound good. He sounds like he's upset.
"Yes Futakuchi" Takuro chokes out.
Kenji clears his throat "do you really care about her?"
Takuro looks up from his work spinning around his in chair.
"I do but she made it clear that you come first. As a good mother should. You are really lucky to have her. She cares for your very deeply and she loves you so very much" he says she he swivels around facing his work with his arms resting in his desk as his hands lean against his forehead
"I see" he says as he crosses his arms in front of his chest "then I guess I owe you both an apology".
Takuro turns in his chair to see a soft smiling Kenji as a smile slowly appears on his face.
The day seems to drag on. It's only 4pm but it feels like you've been in bed for days. You decide to get up and shower, planning to make dinner before Kenji comes home. He might not want to speak with you but you're still his mother.
You shower and walk to the kitchen to prepare dinner. You start to sniffle again as you try not to let it go into a full blown cry session. You hear the door open as you continue to cut up vegetables.
You don't hear anything as you look up to see your tall son leaning against the door frame to the kitchen with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
You smile lightly as you try not to cry more. The tears seem to flow no matter how hard you try to control them.
"Mom" Kenji says in a sweet voice.
You look up smiling at him as you wipe your tears "Oh hi sweetheart how was practice?"
He frowns walking over to you as he hugs you from behind. No longer being able to control the tears you turn around hugging your son as you crying into his shoulder.
"Kenji I'm so sorry. Please forgive me! I didn't mean to ruin your life. I just got excited and-" you say as your tears continue to wet his date tech tracksuit.
"Mom stop ok" Kenji says as he pulls away placing hands on your shoulders.
"Mom I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I was a complete ass to you. I didn't even listen to your side of the story" he says as he looks at you ashamed "you've done so much for me and I ruined your happiness."
"It's ok baby I overstepped my boundaries. I'm sorry" you say as you hug him.
"Mai told me what happened with you and coach" Kenji said sweetly as he looks at your shocked face.
"M-Mai was there" you say as your eyes widen.
"Yeah and I'm glad she was. She told me what happened. She told me you told coach you couldn't see him" Kenji said looking down at you.
"It's ok Kenj. Coach was ok with it. He understood you came first" you say sweetly.
"Well Im not ok with it" Kenji says as he pulls away from you walking towards your front door. He opens the door for someone as your eyes widen.
"T-Takuro?" you say as you place your hands over your mouth.
"Hi Y/N" he says as he goes to hug you. You hug him back as you cry into this shoulder.
"Shh it's ok Y/N" he says as you break from the hug.
"Kenji?" you say questioningly to your son
"Mom I realized your happiness is more important than my reputation" he says as he looks at both you and coach.
"Kenji" you say as you start to cry yet again going to hug your son "you're really ok with this?"
"Yeah mom. I'm happy if your happy. Now go get ready. Coach is taking you out on a date or whatever" he says as he rolls his eyes and waves his hand walking go his room.
"Really" you say as you run back to Takuro and he chuckles. "Yes sweetheart" he says as he leans down the kiss you.
"God I'm never going to get use to this" Kenji says as he closes his bedroom door.
You both laugh as you deepen the kiss with the man of your affections.
*2 days later*
"Oh Ms. Futakuchi! It's so nice to see you" Obara shouts as Kenji rolls his eyes walking the complete other way as you and Takuro stroll into practice hand in hand.
"Thank you! It's nice to see you too" you smile.
"I see Mai got through to Kenji" Obara smirks as the rest of the team laughs.
"Alright time for laps" Kenji screams clapping his hands together trying to avoid the inevitable
"Wait what did Mai say?" You look at Kenji as he hides his face then to coach who starts laughing.
Mai was looking down at the floor, softly smiling.
"Well our sweet Mai laid in hard to ole Kenji. She told him he was being an ass and told him that you deserved the world" he says as he grabs your waist.
"Mai" you say as your mouth gapes and your eyes sparkle "Thank you!"
You run to hug her as she hugs you back.
"Marry this one Kenji! I like her a lot more than I like you" you snicker as you turn to leave practice.
Kenji just smiles as you walk hand in hand with Coach out of the gym.
"Whatever you say mom. Whatever you say"
#dateko#date tech#Oiwake Takuro#justiceforthehaikyuucoachs#haikyuucoaches#haikyuu#haikyū!!#haikyuu!!#teammom#team mom series#team mom
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Me: *receives this request*
Me: *sips my 3rd coffee of the day from my raccoon mug in the pitch dark of my room*
Me: My time has come...
Pillarmen (separate) with a coffee addicted, sarcastic, career focused s/o (who doesn’t get enough sleep)...
(under the cut for length!)
Kars:
"Have you eaten today?" The Pillarmen questioned you, looming over your desk in the dark of your Office.
"Yes." You answered simply, not bothering to tear your eyes from the laptop screen or the sea of words it held sitting before you. Kars however knew better than to leave it at just that, folding his arms across his chest as he cocked an eyebrow.
Kars frowned to himself as his eyes took in your workspace, trying not to focus on the fact that was littered with disorganized papers, food wrappers and a few empty mugs.
He would never let his desk degenerate into something even close to this mess.
"Alright. What did you eat?"
Kars clicked his tongue, letting out the sigh he knew he was going to make upon making the decision to check in on you in the first place. He had known very well this conversation would be steered into a direction like this.
A silence fell over the room, your the clicking of keyboard keys stalling for the briefest second before resuming.
"Coffee." Came the answer.
"Coffee is NOT a meal." He said curtly.
"I know it's not a meal, it's a vegetable." You replied without missing a single beat.
He pursed his lips, "Now what makes you say that?"
"It came from beans."
"Something to eat first, then you may finish your work. And then it's straight to bed with you." He ordered, carrying you downstairs to the kitchen. It was late and he knew that if he didn't set these boundaries you would be hunched over, typing away at your messy little desk all hours of the night.
Without another word you were picked up out of your office chair like nothing more than a common house cat and thrown over his shoulder, the massive man rolled his eyes as you whined that you had only a couple more pages to do and you were trying to finish.
He ignored your protests as much as he disregarded the sluggish pounds of your fists on his backside.
Needless to say, he didn't want a repeat of last time that happened. Coffee and redbull brew was a potent mixture he wanted to keep out of your reach from now on, no matter how tired you claimed to be.
"Ok, Mom." You bit back, finally giving up on your futile squirming for the night. You shot him your best glare as he set you down on the kitchen counter, the rings under your bleary eyes only becoming more prominent as he once again ignored your words and your stare, getting right into fixing you something quick to eat.
Kars wasn't a person to be spoken to in that way by anyone (they never usually lived long enough to get such remarks out) but you were much different of course. In fact, your sharp tongue was easily matched by his quick wit; it only made you an even stronger pair to be reckoned with in his opinion.
With only a quirk of his lips as a response to your sarcastic quip, a cookie was shoved into your mouth.
"Here. Perhaps this will sweeten up your sour, my child." He said, now fully getting on your level as he busied himself making you a sandwich.
A smile curled at the corners of your full mouth as you chewed away, your demeanor just a little lighter as sweet chocolate goodness tickled your senses. However, chocolate did little to coat the silver of your tongue.
"Bite me." You spat playfully, a few crumbs escaping your lips along with the words.
"You know better than to threaten me with a good time, dearest." Kars responded, not even lifting his eyes from the cutting board as he sliced away at a cucumber.
You nearly choked on the sweet you were savoring as you doubled over in laughter, making Kars smile to himself in triumph.
Esidisi:
"What are you doing?" Esidisi watched you with curious interest as you began to depart from the kitchen, just seconds after making your entrance, the entire pot of black coffee he had just prepared in your hand.
The steaming pot of rich and buzzing Caffeine was snatched from your grasp in a fraction of a second, you blinked to find squirming tendrils of veins spiriting it away back to your Husband.
"I'm flipping oyster burgers for the King of Spain, what does it look like?" You asked without even a thought, an impressive feat as it seemed like you were mere seconds away from falling over.
Disheveled wasn't even a word to describe your appearance. Your hair in disarray and wearing the same clothes as you had yesterday; you looked like you had been put through the ringer not once but a few times.
"Hey!" You cried, fully turning on him. It only made the smirk at the corner of his mouth grow as you advanced on him, stomping angrily as you went; inevitably you were only making yourself more adorable in his eyes. "Give that back! I need to get some work done!"
Taking the entire pot with you was the most elegant solution in your eyes rather than coming back downstairs every so often to refill your mug. You definitely needed the quantity of this pot if you wanted to stay awake any longer to complete your workload.
"Ah ah ah, not so fast little oyster flipper!" He laughed, holding the pot far out of your reach and pushing you at arms length as you attempted to make a grab for it.
Esidisi was always amused by your fiery determination when it came down to your work and the lengths you went through to get it done but he knew when enough was enough.
"What I want to know is, did you get any sleep last night?" He questioned, a bare brow raising; a look betraying his genuine concern for you in the midst of his jest.
The Pillarman was not going to let you take the pot of coffee all the way back to your office to chug like an oversized movie soda as you pushed through more piles of papers. You had been up there practically three days straight, basically just surviving on the stuff at this point.
If you weren't going to take care of yourself, he supposed he'd just have to do it for you.
"Er... uh..."
You blinked slowly, the raw stinging of your eyes didn't quite help you in forming a convincing response.
You could've swore you nodded off once, maybe twice, at your desk sometime in the middle of the night but you weren't sure for how long exactly. It probably didn't even come close to qualifying as "sleep" in terms of rest.
"Mm-hmm. That's what I thought." He hummed, putting the pot of coffee back in its rightful place. A sound of surprise managed to escape your lips as he picked you up, carrying you out of the kitchen like you were nothing more than a toddler.
"Wh-Where are we going?" You questioned, blinking stupidly and trying to recover from your slight shock.
"Hmm, not Spain. Sorry, you won't be flipping any burgers today, my little spit-fire." He responded, his tone fluid enough to rival your second-nature sarcasm.
Your lips came together, squirming in his hold as you connected the dots. "I can't go to bed! I still have woooork!" You whined, pushing against him as if that would do anything in his powerful grasp. "I'm not tired!"
"Really? Oh, you could've fooled me." He chuckled, the rumbling of his chest against yours only making sleepy shivers dance through your body.
"I just need some coffee! That's all, c'mon!"
"No more coffee for you. You drank enough to last you a fortnight, yesterday."
He was so warm and comfortable, a much better feeling than any sized mug of coffee you could guzzle down would leave you; your fidgeting had come to a complete stop without you realizing it.
"I just..." You were cut off by a yawn forcing its way out of you. "...just a few more... p-papers..."
"Not today you're not." He chided softly, a hand rubbing tender little circles into your back with heated fingers. You knew that he knew it was only making you more sleepy (not to mention more frustrated) by the second. "You're having a sleep, something proper to eat later and a shower and then you can work and drink all the coffee you want."
Just a few more papers. Just a few more papers.... Just a few more papers.... Just... a few... more...
By the time Esidisi had reached the top of the stairs, your struggle had ceased all together and you had fallen limp in his arms; completely and utterly asleep.
The litany in your head fell silent as your eyelids drooped, losing yourself in the warmth of your Husbands embrace as the swaying of his movement rocked you as he walked along.
So many cheeky things you wanted to say died like flickering embers in your brain, unable to escape your lips this time.
Wamuu:
"Beloved?" The Warrior pushed open the door to your office, peering into the dark room with a frown. "Are you in here?"
"No. I'm on the Moon." Your voice (sounding a little worn but still holding that familiar pinch of playfulness) cut through the dark, coming right from your desk where you were hunched over and drawing away; the dim light from your tablet was the only thing cutting through the shadows of your cave.
He couldn't help but notice it was the exact spot he had left you when he departed early this morning to go do some training.
Warm, golden light shrouded you and your cluttered desk area, making you blink in surprise. You hadn't really realized that it had gotten dark at all and for the briefest of seconds you wondered how late exactly it had gotten; you shook your head quickly as you regained your focus on your work.
Nonetheless, Wamuu smiled softly and entered your workspace. It was an easy feat for the Pillarman to make his way through despite the darkness cloaking the room as he had most excellent night vision.
However, upon reaching your side, he reached over and flicked on your table lamp. He knew that the dark wasn't exactly doing your Human vision much good.
"Thank you." You mumbled, swiping your digital pen across the screen with slow and careful movements.
Wamuu hummed softly, leaning over you with a curious eye to see your work better.
"That looks very nice." He commented, the corners of his full lips tugging into a sweet smile as he admired your handiwork. You never ceased to amaze him with your little drawings and sketches.
You needed to get this piece done by the weekend and you wanted it done today so it could be out of your way. Each slip up of your hand or a line only made you feel more exhausted and more picky, lines overlapped and blurred and you could no longer take in the picture anymore; just your mistakes and its flaws.
A tired sigh escaped your lips, "I just can't get the shading right. I think I've had to redo it 8 times now..." you grumbled, only getting increasingly frustrated at the setback, a hand unconsciously reaching up to scrub at your eye.
Your eyeballs were starting to burn from focusing on the screen too long, a feeling much akin to being rubbed raw with sandpaper.
"Have you been drawing all day?" He questioned, turning his gaze down to the crown of your head with worry.
The Warriors smile fell as he took in your awry state more closely, he definitely didn't miss the umpteen mugs of coffee littering your space (some of which were only half-finished and long gone cold by now).
Did you even move at all while he had been gone? When was the last time you showered? Ate? Changed your clothes?
Really it was the best answer you could give, all you knew was that it was dark and you were sore and tired and your hand was cramping... so it was more than likely you had spent the entirety of the day working.
Once again, your movements stalled before slowly regaining focus, your movements slothy and lacking your usual grace.
"I guess..." you answered lamely.
Again.
Wamuu shook his head, you had been drawing all night last night and you had promised to go to bed after he kissed you goodbye this morning. It was obvious you forgot your promise and kept working.
The drawing tablet was easily plucked from your grasp, making you jump in surprise and reflexively make a grab for it.
"Wamuu-- wha--?!"
"This won't do." He said, quickly hitting the save button on your piece of art as he pulled the tablet further from your reach. "You're done for today."
"What? No! I--" You made an attempt to snatch it back but the hulking man wasn't having any of it, gazing down at you with stern double-ringed emeralds.
For now, he was taking matters into his own hands.
"No. You've worked far too long. Look at you beloved, you've become nothing but a shell!" He chastised, walking past you and placing your tablet on the highest shelf of your office; far, far from your reach.
You would only get it back once you were rested and cared for.
He pushed open the bathroom door with careful ease, not even struggling as he held you and set you down on the toilet.
You were picked up with ease, cradled in the Warriors arms like he was rescuing you from the battlefield as he marched out of the room. Your whines and cries and pleas to be put down went ignored, even as you pounded weakly on his chest.
You had originally thought he was taking your straight to the bedroom to put you down for a sleep but no, he walked right past the room without even a passing glance.
"Sit there." He told you, pressing a tender kiss to your head; the softness of his actions rendering you silent. "Let me handle this."
Your previous protests, your frustrations and any and all thoughts to your work had died all together by the time you two had stripped and were sitting comfortably in the warm scented water.
You blinked, watching him as he puttered around the bathroom; filling the tub with warm water and adding a generous portion of your favorite bathsoap, making a luscious and soothing scent fill the air and your senses.
A warm bath together would do you both some good, he was a little rumpled from training all day himself and you were worn down from your own work. Wamuu always enjoyed washing your hair and bathing together was always a good de-stressor in his eyes.
"You're too persuasive," you remarked, the words coming out as more of a sigh as he combed his fingers through your damp hair.
You hated to admit it but this was just what you needed; you could literally feel all the stress and overwork just washing away with the water rolling over you.
Wamuu chuckled softly, squeezing some of your favourite shampoo into his huge palm. "And You're negligent of your own needs. But don't worry, that's why I'm here..."
Santana:
"You are tired."
"I'm not tired!" You groaned, the exasperation in your voice was short-lived as the corners of your lips quirked up into a teeny grin. "...I'm y/n."
Santana tilted his head, pursing his lips. Usually you would chuckle at his obvious confusion (Santana still couldn't quite grasp puns and dry humor like sarcasm well, despite it being something you used more than often) but today you were too busy to sit down and explain it, let alone spend any time with him.
You still had work to pick at upstairs and judging by how things were going, you weren't going to be done anytime soon.
It didn't help the fact that Santana was becoming increasingly worried about you; he had caught you pouring yourself a bowl of orange juice and a glass of cereal this morning when you begrudgingly trudged downstairs for breakfast. The growling of your stomach neglecting its needs had become too unbearable.
Either way; you weren't going to let the fact you haven't seen a bed (or a fresh change of clothes) in days stop you.
"I just need to get some work done, Santana..." you sighed, emptying the pot of coffee into your mug. "I have a deadline at the end of the week."
"Sleep is for the weak." You replied, bringing the steaming mug to your lips for the first sip.
"You have not slept in days." He pointed out, the deep timber of his voice rumbling around the room. You could feel his eyes staring into your back as you fumbled around the kitchen.
Damn him for being so perceptive.
"Your kind is very weak." Came the immediate and factual response. "You require sleep to function and survive."
Like it or not, he was spitting straight facts.
You nearly choked on the gulp of hot liquid, it burned in your throat as his words hit you. Your mate watched as you opened your mouth and fumbled with a response to conteract that statement; ultimately having nothing.
It was always hard to argue when you felt so sluggish, your brain running just as well as an old windows computer, let alone when Santana stood there blinking so innocently.
You groaned, shuffling out of the room; mug in hand and the migrane you had been trying to rid of slowly regaining its pounding pulse in your temples.
"Oh honey, I'll be fine..." you whined, trying to ignore his eyes still watching you as you began your slothy trek up the stairs. "I may be a 'Primitive lifeform' but I can handle a little work."
The Pillarman watched you go, frowning to himself as you disappeared up the stairs; the hard shut of the door to your office the only sound following your exit.
Your energy was very low, he had only seen you eat a handful of times and it seemed like you were running into walls and doors more often than the average Human lately.
Santana was getting worried.
The hours of the morning ticked bye, eventually Noon rolled around and then passed and you didn't come down for lunch (or more coffee). The primal instincts of protecting you as his mate inevitably kicked in and Santana found himself at the door to your office, peering in with a curious eye.
There he was met with the sight of you slumped over at your desk, your back rising and falling slowly and rhythmically. The sounds of your soft breath hit his sharp ears, even from all the way across the room, and he found himself wandering in, coming right up beside you where you lay crumpled.
You stirred slightly, making his hair stand on end as a groan barely passed your lips before you settled down again, resuming your quiet snoring.
Upon further inspection he found your eyes were closed, cheek smooshed right against the wood of the desk and papers sticking uncomfortably to your face. Even your pen was still gripped in hand.
His eyes skimmed over some loose papers, nothing but meaningless words and numbers scrawled across the white without rhyme and reason to him but always it held some deeper meaning to you; your supposed work.
Your coffee had barely been touched, gone cold and sitting quite forlorn among the foodwrappers and empty water bottles and papers scattered across your workspace. Santana reached for the mug, sniffing curiously at the coal black liquid sloshing around inside. Throughout all the time he had known you, you always had a strange attachment to this drink; you claimed it was what kept you functioning.
Curiosity got the best of him and he brought it to his lips for a taste, wondering the exact appeal of it. He shuddered, growling, almost spitting the shallow mouthful of it out and turning his head away as the bitter and cold liquid overwhelmed his senses as it slipped down his throat...
Disgusting.
He brought the mug to his mouth again, unable to stop himself as he dove in for his second taste; doing the very same thing as before.
Not bad, actually.
The red-haired Pillarman pulled the mug close a third time, throwing his head back gulping back the liquid as if his life depended on it. Licking his lips and blinking rapidly, he cradled the now empty mug to his bare chest as his nostrils flared and toes curled, riding out the waves of it overpowering his senses.
It was so terrible but so good at the same time; so good he didn't want it to end but so terrible he wished the bitter and overpowering aftertaste would leave his tongue.
He turned his attention back to you, with a tilt of his head. You were still sleeping, nonethewiser to his very presence; it was likely you would stay that way for some time.
With only a moments thought he shuffled out of the room quickly, returning just moments later with a blanket and pillow in tow.
You needed your sleep to function, as he had told you, so he would leave you to it as he went downstairs to prepare more of that delicious "coffee" for when you woke.
With all the carefulness in the world, a massive hand slipped under you, lifting your face just inches off the had desk as he slipped the cushy pillow under you and let you down softly.
Gently, he draped the blanket over your back before leaning down, smoothing your hair and pressing a soft kiss to your temple.
He planned on having another mug himself.
Or two mugs.
Or five.
Or maybe three pots worth...
#funnybunny#pillarmen#pillarmen headcanons#kars#esidisi#wamuu#santana#kars x reader#esidisi x reader#wamuu x reader#santana x reader#my writing
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Hello, I love your writing very much ! Could you write a comfort scenario with aizawa x wife where his wife failed and she’s slighty injured at the hospital plz sorry if i made mistake i'm not an english speaker😅
Ahhh! Thank you so much for liking my writing (im crying heart emojis 😭it truly means a lot) and for your lovely request! I love this scenario and I hope you enjoy!! (your english is amazing btw!)
Always
PAIRING ~ Aizawa x reader
GENRE ~ fluff/comfort
SUMMARY ~ Hospital visits are not fun at all, and when Aizawa got notice that his wife was in the hospital, he quickly came to you with no hesitation but with overwhelming love and support.
WORD COUNT ~ 1.2k
Aizawa Shouta is usually calm during frantic situations. From being a pro-hero for so long and a teacher at U.A, he had his fair share of quick-thinking during catastrophic events. With his rational, cool mind and his intelligent wits, he knows what to do during emergencies.
But today was not such a case.
…Your wife is currently at Musutafu’s General Hospital…
Those words just couldn’t get out of his head. He received a phone call lunch break while he was grading papers from yesterday at the teachers’ office and hearing those words made his heart raced immediately into fight-or-flight mode. Excusing himself from U.A during the middle of the day was probably one of the most irrational things he may have ever done (especially at the fact that he was literally homeroom teacher of U.A), and even though Principal Nezu has given him full permission to leave early with total understandable approval, one will still probably feel a slight embarrassed or ashamed…but to Aizawa, he couldn’t care less at the moment.
He just needed to see you. Now.
What if you are— He thought as he ran to the entrance of the hospital with brows furrowed and raven-black hair as messily as ever from racing through it with his fingers for the millionth time (a habit he does when he’s stress).
No. You are alive. Aizawa’s other side replied back. With a low grunt, he paced to the front counter, exchanged names and ID with the lady, and headed straight to your located room.
Heart pounding in his ears, Aizawa felt that he could crumble any second now as he slid the door to see you bandaged up around your ribs and arms. Your head was facing the other side, not noticing the door being opened.
“Y/N,” Aizawa croaked as he immediately walked towards you.
You turned your head to see your husband right next to you and your eyes widened in surprise.
“Shouta?” You exclaimed. “Why are you-“ You stammered as you realized that it is the middle of the day and he should be in U.A. “I’m so sorry for disturbing you at work.”
Aizawa sat down next to you and grabbed your hand softly. “Don’t you dare apologize, Y/N. I- I should have been there…I could have-“
“It’s not as bad as it looks, Shouta. Really. It is just a small concussion and a few minor bruises on my ribs and arms, but nothing’s broken,” you said to him as you curled your fingers easily to prove it. But that didn’t seem to erase the distress on Aizawa’s face. “Hey, who was the one who was all bandaged up that Hizashi Yamada began calling you ‘mummy man’?”
Aizawa couldn’t help but smile at your teasing as he glided his hand to your cheek.
“Ok, we are not going to be comparing injuries.”
As Aizawa caressed your forehead, you felt warm at the heart. It may be selfish of you for feeling this given that your husband sacrificed his work time to see you, but you were so glad that he was there by your side at the moment. The scene from this morning’s incident couldn’t go away and you swelled up as you told him your story.
“The villain can copy people’s voices exactly. It was a mimic quirk,” you explained looking down at your bed so your eyes wouldn’t meet his. “After splitting up, I heard a wail from my teammate upstairs, and I quickly ran up to help her. But instead of seeing my partner, it was just the villain hiding behind one of the corners…and I was too late to notice…I couldn’t-“ you curled your fingers into a fist as anguished filled your lungs. “I couldn’t capture him and instead I was stupidly knocked unconscious.” You finished bitterly as you reflected back on your failure. Hearing your teammate scream in pain pushed your buttons to move, but instead of seeing your teammate, you felt an eerie presence behind you and all you could remember was the villain’s smug smile and a painful knock on your head.
You have failed in missions before, but if you had been a tad bit wiser or quicker, you might have sensed that something was odd immediately when you couldn’t find your teammate.
“Hey, look at me,” Aizawa said in a stern voice, popping you back into reality from your bitter thoughts. He lifted your chin up so you could see his face. “You didn’t do anything wrong. His quirk wasn’t revealed yet until you found out.”
“But I was so weak-“
“And what if that voice was your teammate calling for help? You did your best Y/N, don’t put all the blame to yourself. It’s okay to feel bad…but remember to let go.” His tone was deep and gentle. “And plus…failure doesn’t mean you’re weak because true weakness is holding onto that image of yourself and not moving forward.”
You were stunned to hear such powerful words coming out of your husband’s mouth. Sure, Aizawa has lifted your moods with his comforting supportive talks, but the gaze he held was full of sincerity that it not only soothed your fired emotions, but it also made you feel a strange surge of determination and hope.
“Thank you, Socrates,” you joked with a twinkle in you eye that made Aizawa’s lips twitch a smile as he rolled his eyes and leaned forward to give you a kiss on the forehead.
“Anytime.” He replied back softly with his half-lidded eyes more mesmerizing than ever.
Aizawa then headed out the door to come back carrying a bag of takeout with a familiar logo on it. “You must be hungry,” he said as he laid the bag on the table next to you, popped open the lid of the container, and fed you your favorite warm soup that you always order from that restaurant.
As Aizawa fed you (he refused for you to do any work, including lifting up a spoon with your bandaged arms), he began to talk to you about his day so far, making you laugh and smile as you listen to his stories. Sometimes it is just the mundane things—like talking about one’s day— that eases your mind and body back to a familiar state that makes you feel cozily content.
As you exchanged conversations and finished your meal, your eyes began to droop and before you could reach to grab the blankets, Aizawa swooped down and grabbed them for you.
“No. Let me,” he said ever so smoothly.
Gosh, he really was perfect.
You smiled warmly at him as you grasped the back of his neck and pulled him close for a kiss.
As Aizawa caressed your cheek softly, you noticed him still sitting next to you comfortably.
“Shouldn’t you return to U.A?” You asked.
Aizawa shook his head. “I’m staying here with you.”
You intertwined his fingers with his and hummed happily in reply as you propped your head comfortably on the pillow.
“Love you, Shouta,” you mumbled as your finally closed your eyes.
You didn’t see it, but Aizawa smiled at you with a smile that would probably make his whole class turn to stone in shock (and perhaps endless teasing from Present Mic), because it was just that beautiful.
“I love you too, Y/N. Always.”
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