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project-neo · 1 year

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Pokemon: Red fluff alphabet

A: affection – are they affectionate with their partner?

Outdoors he is not as affectionate as someone would like. But wenn you two are lone he is very needy and is around you 24/7. Hugs from behind, random Kisses or cuddling on the couch or the Bed is completely Normal once you are lone. The kisses can be ether at you lipps or your head.

B: Beauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Other then you way of understanding him, without him talking, Red love's how you Act around him and his Pokemon.

Wen it come's to you beauty, Red is just thrilled. He loves you're eyes, how they glow everytime you are happy. If you have fraggles, he loves to touch them. No matter what your hair looks like, he can't help himself to just runn his finger's trough it.

C: Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

No matter how hard his day was, wenn he comes home and see's that you are not having it today, we will do everything to get you happy again. He will hug you to calm you down and just humm's the Melodie of your favourite song. Once you relaxed he picks you up and puts you in Bed.

After that it's just cuddle and him listening to you taking about your problem.

D: Dreams - How do they picture their future with their S/O?

Red is someone who like's it rather cliche. He pictures your life in a house near Palett town. A childe or two and a calm and relaxed life. He wants to see his Childe/n grow up in peace and being the new Generation of Pokémon Trainers.

E: Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Red like's to leave the control to you. He know's that you can take on everything you putt in your head. However wenn it come's to you being in danger he will take control and safe's you. Long story short: You are in control most of the time.

F: Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Red try's not to figth with you but if it does happened he will just walk out and don't come back for day's. After a week you seek blue and leaf for help. Once he is back you come crying to him hugging him and not letting him go. You two would talk it out. In the end he forgive you.

G: Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

Red is fully aware that you putt your best into it to make him feel comfortable. Although he doesn't show it that clearly you can see it. Little movement such as intensive eyecontact, hugs, small kisses and (wich he doesn't do often) some Time's he even speaks some words. It's his way of thanking you.

H: Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Red dose not hide ANYTHING from you. If there is something he will tell you. And he expects for you to do the same. However he hide's 1 big secret from you: Glichy Red.

I: Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

Red dident change that much. He is just home more often. You Hover develop some useful skills. You can talk with out even talking. You practically can read his mind. You also got so much stronger by just seeing your boyfriend figth.

J: Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Red trusted you blindly. He dose not get jealous that easily. However wenn you get to close to a male friend of you'res he will be a bit irritated. He Usually tale's your hand or pulls you into his arm. You have to keep reasure him that you are not cheating because he is scared to lose you.

K: Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

You first kiss was actually an accident. It was 2 week's before he confessed his feelings to you. You and him were running away from a Pokémon that was just to Strong for the both of you. But then you tript and fell into the water. Red fell with you. Once you to were in the water a Pokémon pusht him on you. That's how he kisst you.

After Years of dateing and lots of kisses Red became a pro wen it comes to Kissing. He lernt how you react to what he was doing.

L: Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

Red doesn't speak. Not even in this said moment. He is extremely terrified wich he doesn't show. But inside his head is spinning. Hand's sweating and minde racing he hands you an Envelope. Inside a letter with his love Confession. After that he starts zoneing out. Only once you kisst him, he realised that he made it and you return his feelings

M: Marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Red proposed in a quiet moment. It was wen got two were at the house you brought earlier this year. You were in the garden wenn he came to you and just askt you to marry him. You said yes wich he hoped for. He putt the ring on your finger and you two endet the day with some cuddles.

Inside his head, Red is hopelessly romantic. Although he doesn't show it to you, he can already picture you in you beautiful wedding dress.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Red is not a fan of Nicknames but he allows you to give him one and he WILL react to it.

O: On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

For an outside who doesn't know Red it seems he dident seems to be in love at all. However Blue and Leaf notes the slides Changes in his behaviour. The way he smilies more wen you are around, the way he looks at you, The way he touches you more then he would touch others. He also get pretty protected of you.

P: PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Red it not the type to brag. He dose tell you Blue and Leaf because they ask bit that's really it. As stated Red prefers Affection in private. At first he is not that comfortable with cuddling or kissing you. However that changes wenn he know you won't be leaving any time soon. He gets chuddely and needy. Sometimes he kisses you but not that often.

Q: Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

Red's body temperature is higher then a normal human one wich is good on cold day's. He also is talented I reading your exception wich helps a lot.

R: Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Others mind think Red is toxic however!: He is actually very romantic! He plans date's if you want to go out and if not he just stays around you and doing the things that make you happy. This Mann love's Clichè things asmuch as he loves you.

S: Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Red love's to help you with your training you're Pokémon. He is very supportive and help's you with pretty much everything. And you will reach your goal's.

T: Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

Although he prefers a bit of a routine he is also okey with trying new things. Red knows how to please you. And you will have your was one or another.

U: Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

After 5 years of true friendship and 3 years of dating he knows you better then you know yourself. He understands you even if you are not talking. He practically reads your minde

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Red love's you more then he loves himself. Wich also means he priorities you and your relationship over anything. Nothing can replace you and that feeling he has around you.

W: Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

I love to think that Red is that kinda guy who just randomly talkes wenn you tow are alone. For instance: you hade a Ruth day helping you sibling. And you told him about it. As you were pooring your heart out red chuckes and smiles. Then his raspy jet soft voice escape into freedom:

"sound's ruth Y/N. I'm hier for you"

X: X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Red is only affectionate in private but then he is very needy.

Y: Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

Once he is on adventure without you, Red misses you extremely. He try's to take someing with him with your smell or your that just remindes him of you.

Wenn he come's home is really excited to be back. He loves wenn you run up to him, hugging him. It's the best feeling for him.

Z: Zeal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

Red is ready to give up everything for the sake of your relationship. Even if it means to let you go. If you stay with him no mater what, He will eventually turn into Glichy Red. However he will NEVER harm you. Defending you from everyone and everything.

#pokemon red #fluff alphabet #red x reader #headcanon

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pocketramblr · 2 years

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Ask game: 38. “They’re coming. Kiss me!” for tddk, please!

I could link to the same prompt with the same ship or. I could do it again electric boogaloo

... Anyone ever read The Wide Awake Princess?

"They're coming." Prince Shoto shouldn't look so beautiful, lit by the harsh blue light of the enemy on their heals, face blank against the fear that thrummed in Izuku's heart. "Kiss me, do it now."

Izuku could have choked, if he felt he even had enough air before for it.

"What- but that's not the plan-"

"Better than letting them catch us now. Most of the plan is the same anyway. You can get us out of there."

"We don't even know the- if the kiss will work like that-"

Shoto's hands were on his shoulders.

"Midoriya. I trust you."

Izuku took a breath, then kissed him.

It was wonderful, the small part of his brain that wasn't screaming noted, until Shoto went limp and Izuku barely caught him.

He looked beautiful now too, face relaxed in sleep like it wasn't when he was awake.

Izuku almost wanted to laugh.

"I can't believe that worked." He breathed.

"Yeah, I can't believe it either." Another voice drawled, and Izuku jumped, clutching Shoto a bit tighter.

A man stood against a tree, hawk on his arm. Golden eyes glinted in the night.

"I happen to know King Todoroki went through a lot of trouble to keep his heir curse free. So it's interesting that as I swoop down to see the two of you enjoying yourself, he gets hit right with a sleeping curse." The eyes tilt a bit, studying him. "How'd you do it, kid?"

Izuku swallowed. "Who wants to know?"

"You know who." A second voice said, another figure stepping through the trees- this one illuminated, by a fire along his arm.

"Dabi." Izuku gulped.

"In the flesh."

"So, how'd you do it?" The other repeated. "And why?"

"Why?" Izuku repeated, hysteria beginning to show. "Why? Because I should have been happy that his majesty dragged me out of bed one morning and said we had to flee, that the King was sending us out? I should have been happy he noticed me of any servant and take me from the castle, I should have been pleased the King only threatened my mother to get us to turn back? I should be thrilled and brave that he'd rather us both be killed by the League of Demons than return home? I should be thrilled my one plan worked and now I'm facing down two of you alone?"

Dabi stared.

The other blinked slowly.

"Well, that's a lot to take in. Did you not think your plan would work?"

Izuku looked down, still shaking. "I thought he'd kill me faster than either of you for it, at least."

"So, that's the why," Dabi shook his head, "which I didn't care about. The how?"

Izuku shrugged. "Secret. Why should I tell you, you'd just kill me then."

"Smart, skilled at sorcery, and scared shitless." Dabi mused. "You'd make a good recruit. We'll take you to Shigaraki, you can show off your skill, beats working for his majesty or Enji Todoroki, doesn't it?"

"I guess..." Izuku looked up. "Ok. You're on."

"Good. Hawks, lead him through."

Hawks smiled, and beckoned as a smokey portal opened through the trees.

Izuku followed with Shoto over his shoulders, counting to six before Dabi tried to strike.

He turned, arm out, and diffused the magic of the fire spell before he continued quickly through the shrinking portal.

Shigaraki tried to turn him to dust three seconds after he emerged, but his magic likewise failed him.

Izuku was offered a job, which he took with as little trepidation showing as he could manage.

- - -

The best part was that Shigaraki’s Demon Lord apparently understood Izuku’s desire to lock the sleeping prince in a cell only he could access, so it wasn’t too hard to keep Shoto safe from his highly fratricidal brother.

The worst part, Izuku felt, was every other part of their plan.

Their plan was such:

Izuku was magicless. Not merely bereft, Magic itself could not touch him.

He had what King Todoroki wanted for his heir- complete invulnerability to curses and hexes.

Unfortunately, he also had what King Todoroki desperately did not want- an inability to manage even the slightest spell. Magical words could not even pass Izuku’s lips if he tried to speak them, even though he could read them and knew how they should sound.

And the King had good reason to want to have Shoto protected from curses- the royal family of that kingdom was constantly under something or another. It honestly made Izuku feel glad both that he was from more peaceful lands, and that he was magicless.

According to Shoto, his father occasionally turned into a demon, his older sister had fallen into a sleep until her true love woke her, and his older brother was doomed to burn with each spell he cast.

(His other older brother was cursed to be forgotten whenever one turned away from him.)

Only Shoto had escaped, and through great unethical effort on the King’s part.

That was why he was so sure his plan would work.

The curse on the eldest princess of the family to sleep until her true love woke her with a kiss- unless Izuku happened to step nearby, when the magic would fail and she’d blink awake until he left the room.

If Izuku kissed the youngest prince of the family, the magical protections on him should fail- and the family’s history of curses turn inward.

He’d fall asleep with a kiss- if that kiss happened to be someone who’d warp the magic a certain way.

And, insane as the theory was, it worked.

There was one problem though.

Izuku wasn’t sure how to wake him up, after he’d destroyed the rest of the Demons by striping their power (and in some cases, motives) from him.

Hawks- apparently actually Lord Takami, from Todoroki’s court who had realized Izuku was lying about his story because he didn’t recognize him from that castle’s staff- had suggested that if the end of one curse had become the beginning of the other, they should try to follow that and have someone who hated Shoto yell at him,or say something nice.

They’d dragged Dabi in to test that theory, but it didn’t work.

Or at least, the first one didn’t work, they couldn’t force him to say something nice but figured it wouldn’t have panned out either.

They made their way back to the castle on foot, and Hawks had quickly spread word of Izuku taking down the League after preventing a curse from killing Prince Shoto. The whole court searched for a way to wake Shoto, but to no avail.

Other sorcerers and sages were called, until finally a short old man called Torino came in.

He didn’t even bother with Shoto lying on the bed, just walked straight towards Izuku.

“So, you did this.” he started. “Let’s get to undoing it then.”

Izuku blinked. “But I can’t undo it, it was caused by not-magic.”

Torino stared at him. “You not-magiced the protection from his curses.”

“Aye.”

“But you didn’t not-magic the curses themselves, or he wouldn’t be snoozing now.”

“I... guess not, they’re all family curses though-”

“Doesn’t matter. You got two ways of fixing this, lad. You can either decrease your not-magic so it the protections return and he awakens, or you can increase your not-magic so the curses are fully negated. Instead of being half-way, turn your power to one side or the other.”

Izuku stared, but- well, it did sort of make sense. Magical fire didn’t touch him, but he could entirely put one out if he tried. He’d always attributed that to increasing his physical range though, not his magiclessness itself.

But he’d also stopped Shigaraki’s curse in a second, while Kurogiri’s portal had merely started to shrink in his presence.

Huh.

If he’d been augmenting the strength of his not-magic all along, then he’d probably managed to kiss Shoto to sleep because he’d had an end in mind. That’s how spells with magic were supposed to work at least anyway, it could be similar.

Izuku considered.

If he decreased his magiclessness, Shoto should wake and return to normal, though there was a chance his protections against curses would be slightly weaker for having been broken a while.

If he increased it instead, targeting the curses... could he stop the whole family’s at once?

It wouldn’t hurt to try.

Izuku took Shoto’s hand, and pushed inward.

The curses strained against him, but couldn’t really put up a fight once he touched them and moved past, avoiding where he imagined Shoto’s spellcasting ability to be.

Shoto’s eyes blinked open.

He sat up right away, looking around.

“I assume because I’m not in the League’s lair and you’re not in chains, it all worked?”

Izuku burst into tears and pulled Shoto tight.

“It worked!” Natsuo shouted, running from the room. “It worked, he’s awake!”

“Is that Natsuo?” Shoto asked, awkwardly patting Izuku’s back and ignoring the tears soaking them both. “Wait- I can remember Natsuo!”

The third prince’s words mingled in the hall with more cries that Princess Fuyumi had awoken as well, and while her room was empty.

“I knew you could do it.” Shoto sounded far too pleased, but Izuku didn’t even care.

“It worked. I’ll listen to everything you ever say.”

“Really?” Shoto pulled away finally, wiping Izuku’s tears with his sleeve, uncaring of the fine fabric. “Even if I tell you to kiss me again?”

Izuku froze, but he found no sign of jest or desperation anywhere.

He swallowed, then it was his turn to say “I trust you” and Shoto’s turn to lean in to kiss him.

Neither collapsed into any kind of sleep immediately afterwards.

#OTL #well that one was long #gentrychild #Pocket talks to people #prompt game

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mayaree-darling · 3 years

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Hi I like your writing. 🥰🥰🎉🎊

Can I ask about Sukuna riding a roller coaster?

Just that

Hello! Happy to know you like my stuff 🥰💕 Anyways, that’s fucking hilarious. lets do it.

disses humans to the highest heavens at the thought of roller coasters

"Really? humans get a thrill from something like this? you're all pathetic why do I even bother"

will not understand no matter how much you try to explain

"Look, buddy, not everyone gets a thrill from ripping into people. sometimes we just need to ride on a loopdie-loop and we're set alright"

"You fucks need better hobbies omg"

well if you can't explain it to him experience was always the best teacher

he hates the whole time you're in line

curses at kids

also when he's being strapped into the seat? he's glaring daggers at the guy helping him on like he just slapped him across the face

you will not see anyone else angrier in an amusement park than this fuck right here

you think its the overall happy vibes from the place and it's getting to him lmao

now, this can go two ways, depending on what you wanna envision

either he does not give a shit, or he gives all the shit

Does not give a shit

does not scream the whole time

if anything, he's the most quiet person in the ride

from the moment y’all were climbing to the sudden drop

he just has his arms crossed and the biggest scowl on his face

he's just disgusted that people are fucking screaming like???? this is all it takes??? for people to scream??? maybe he'll give y'all a reason to scream later

if you're laughing beside him he just gives you the meanest side eye ever

because he actually gave you the chance to show him mortal entertainment and??? wow??? what a disappointment???? disappointed but not that surprised

he may as well be riding a car stuck in traffic with the way he looks

might slice you to bits the moment you get off the ride

Gives all the shit

he's calm during the climb

is he a little scared? more so confused

people are anxiously laughing and whooping the more you climb and he thinks nothing of it

not until you press yourself against the seat and hold on for dear life. you grin at him and he may or may not be a bit nervous

lets out the biggest FUCK the moment your cart drops, along with his stomach

he would have teleported out of there sooner if his brain just didn’t go "no you’re bolted to the fucking seat there’s no escape"

his knuckles have gone completely white gripping to the seat harness and the other one is squeezing the fuck out of your closest arm

(you would’ve enjoyed the ride and his screaming more if he didn’t just strangle the living hell out of your arm. look at it. its got bruises. oof)

just lets out a continuous scream the whole fucking ride, only cut off from time to time when you made sharp curves

occasionally loud string of curses when you do loops

his feet are planted to the ground and he’s pushing himself into his seat to counter gravity but we all know that shit hardly does anything other than hurt your legs

when the ride finally slows to a stop he’s bug-eyed and stiff, paralyzed to his seat, hand on your arm still clenched tight

he doesn’t move or make a peep until almost everyone has left the cart

you wave away the roller coaster guy just to be safe because you’re not sure if Sukuna.exe is working

he turns to you, still wide-eyed, his hold loosening ever so slightly

"Again."

"Wha-"

"Let's ride it again"

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pedropascalssimp · 3 years

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Thunderstorms

Boba fett x fem reader

Summary: jango (your and boba's son) seems to favor you, making boba a little jealous and also ✨sad boi✨ but after one particular night spent on Eadu jango finds himself clinging to a certain bounty hunter.

Warnings: Fluffy soft boba. Short - like really short because I suck😖

Part 3 to this

Tags: @anilynworlds

The ship was in complete silence, something that seemed to be a rarity since little jango was born into the galaxy. Every night since you both had left Endor after you recovered from giving birth, little jango seemed to find wailing at 3am up until 9am was the most thrilling thing in the galaxy. No matter what you did, feed him, change him, even walk him around the ship you called home, he wouldn't fall asleep. Not until you started letting him sleep in your and boba's bed that is. You didn't mind him sleeping with you both, neither did boba, in fact it put him more at ease knowing his son was safer snuggled under the furs and in his riduurs loving arms. But jango seemed to not like how boba would at least try and hold him, he always cried whenever his father held him. Tiny puffy eye's tightly shut as his little cheeks turned red as cries flew out of his mouth.

It was frustrating for boba how much his son clings to you, always tugging at your pant leg or reaching out for you to hold him, of course you'd drop everything your doing to hold the little man, placing little kisses on his chubby cheeks and loving the adorable giggles that emit from him when you do so. Boba knew he should be happy to see his son love you the way he does, he should be thrilled. But he couldn't help feeling a little envious, especially since he was strongly convinced his son hated him.

It was quiet as jango slept in your arms, you seated in the co-pilot seat while boba was beside you flying the ship through space. You didn't miss how his eyes would fall on you and your sleeping two year son. So you give him a small smile, "he's been doing good with talking, he can almost anything... Of course it's still a little none understandable at the moment" you giggle at how he words things, dink being drink and sleep being seepy, his two favorite words besides momma, It was adorable. You adore his little voice, always giggling at how he leaves Rs out of some things. But for a two year old he was a fast learner.

"I've noticed... He seems to call you momma now, but I have yet to hear him say daddy or even buir" boba sighs, voice gruff letting you know he's tired. He's been trying to make enough credits to give you and jango a nice life he said, taking on more bounties then usual, in fact, you was heading to the planet Eadu because some bounty boba was hunting was supposedly located there.

"he'll say it... Just give him some time" you reassure, but you can tell by the ever present grumpy look on his face he didn't believe you.

"I've been giving him time since the day he was born cyar'ika I can't even hold him without hearing him scream and cry, he hates me" boba grumbled as a scowl was etched on his face, brown eye's glued to stars that zoomed by.

You sigh and stand up, careful as to not wake jango up, his head resting on your chest as his little arms wrap around your neck. You walk over to boba and run a hand through his dark hair, his eye's falling on you. "he loves you boba, it was only natural for him to cry that much as a baby" you say and trail your hand down to cup his jaw, tilting his head more.

"that doesn't make up for how he is two years old and still refuses to let me hold him" his voice came out more gruff, a sign he was getting irritated. "he's a mommas boy my riduur, you spoil him to much" he muttered with a ghost of a smile on his face, his eye's holding the amusement his voice failed to display making his words some harsher, but you knew he wasn't angry nor frustrated.

"I'm not the one who buys him absolutely everything he points at when we walk through the markets" you tease boba, remembering how if he spots jango point at something with a excited glint in his dark eye's, he'd buy it.

Rolling his eyes, boba focuses back on flying the ship. "I don't want him to do without, I only get him something if he needs it" he grumbled causing you to roll your eye's this time, you knew that he did it because it was his way of showering the boy in love, buying him little toys after every hunt and always sneaking little desserts into his plate whenever you wasn't looking. Boba spoiled the boy without a doubt.

Deciding to not tease him anymore you place a kiss on his forehead making him hum happily as he peers up at you, "I need to lay him down before he wakes up, hopefully you'll be joining us after awhile" you said before walking out of the cockpit. As you walk through the ship, making your way into the small room you called a bedroom, you laid jango down easily so you could get ready for bed. As you take your dirty shirt off, picking up a clean one your about to put it on, but instead you throw it against the wall and scream in fright, for on the shirt was some sort of large spider looking bug.

Jango jults awake and looks around the room until his large eyes fall on you, staring at wear the shirt is with startled eyes.

"momma what's 'ong?" his little voice spoke up making you look back at him with red cheeks, embarrassed you screamed like that over a bug. But you was terrified of them.

"cyar'ika!? What's going on? What's the matter?" boba runs into the room with a hand on his blaster holstered at his hip and concern on his face.

You look up at him, standing with only your bra and pants on as you point at your short laying on the floor with a sheepish smile. "there's a spider on my shirt..." you muttered without meeting his eye's, To embarrassed.

Boba sighs with relief and walks over to the shirt, crouching down to inspect it. Jango starts asking you what's wrong again and you scoop him up as he watched boba intently. As your husband picks the shirt up and shakes it you see the bug fall out of the shirt and onto the floor, making you jump and scream, jango soon screaming but his sounded like glee rather then fright. Jango always watched closely whenever boba would always get bugs away from you and him or simply always helping you in whatever way possible, whether it be a protective way or a simple task.

Boba stomped the spider before it could crawl away anywhere and gives you a reassuring smile, "there, you're terrifying little friend is gone" he mused while handing you your shirt, you take it hesitantly while looking over it. Not really wanting to put that one on now you gently lay it down and find another one to put on, of course you hand jango to boba so you can slip the shirt on. But like boba expect jango starts reaching for you while repeating momma! This makes boba roll his eyes and bounce jango around.

"why do you hate me so much hm?" he asked with his usual scowl, making your son start crying. After you get the shirt on you quickly walk over to them and take jango from boba who seemed a little annoyed.

"he doesn't hate you" you sigh while calming jango down, his little cries turning to whimpers as you rub his back soothingly. "why do you always give buir a hard time? He always protects us from big bad bugs and always spoils you with toys... He's a nice buir isn't he?" you talk to jango with a smile, watching how he looks over at boba and then buried his face in your neck.

"get some rest cyar'ika, it won't take long before we arrive to Eadu" boba wasn't one to initiate anything affectionate, but you knew by the way he stood still, watching you with those big brown eye's that he was waiting for the kiss you always gave him before bed. You walk over to him and gently peck his lips, "I'll be in here in a few minutes" he grunts while leaving, the door closing behind him. You turn to jango who was already innocently looking up at you, eye's droopy. You kiss his little forehead and walk over to the bed.

"jango honey, can you say buir?" you ask while laying down on the bed, back pressed against the mattress while he peers up at you through his dark lashes.

"seepy momma" he yawns while wiping at his eye's, and although you are determined to get your son call boba buir... But he was sleepy, so you lay down and gently run your fingers through your sons dark hair. His head falling on your chest.

Perhaps you can try and teach him when on Eadu, when boba is on the hunt. It would surely surprise him if he came home and his son called him buir, hugging him if you was lucky. It would make boba happy, especially since jango acts like boba is nothing but a grumpy man who simply supplies him with food, clothes and toys.

It's been a few days since boba left Slave I in search of the quarry, but you expected the hunt go on for that long, boba was supposed to be him in merely a few hours. You walk around, holding jango close as he cries, loudly might you add. You was worried about your son, he always calmed down whenever you'd walk around the ship with him while telling him little stories. Your voice always soothing him, but today it seemed everything you did wasn't working. At first you didn't know what was scaring him, but as the loud claps of thunder shook the ship, you understood he was scared of the thunder. Eadu was known for being a stormy planet, always raining and lighting along with thundering. Something jango has never heard before, but for the first few days the thunderstorms was quiet, not entirely loud enough to be heard from inside the ship. But today the storm seemed bad, thunder so loud it drowns out jango's cries almost.

"c'mon jango honey it's okay... You're safe" you say by his ear as he screams, little voice starting to go hoarse from how long his crying has been going on, almost two hours. You sigh and walk into the room, sitting on the bed and placing your son in your lap as you hug him.

It wasn't much longer until the door opens with a hiss, boba walking in, in his armor. Helmet gone as he gives you a look of concern.

"what's wrong with him?" he asks while looking to you with furrowed brows.

"he's terrified of the thunder" you tell him, but as jango heard boba's voice, his head is turn in his direction while he reaches for boba.

"buir! I want you!" jango cries, shocking both you and boba. But boba is quick to pick his son up, holding him close while jango rest his head on boba's chest.

"you're okay my little adiik, you're safe with me... I won't let anything hurt you" he placed a kiss on jango's head while swaying softly. Jango sniffles as his cries subside, little hand reaching up to pat boba's cheek as he kisses his nose. The sight enough to make your heart swell while a smile tugs at your lips. Boba smiling a rare beautiful smile.

" 'ove you buir!" jango says happily while you stand up and stand beside them, loving the way boba's eyes sparkle with happiness, love swimming in the brown eye's you adore.

Gently placing a hand on his little back you giggle when he pats boba's cheek again. "I love you too you stubborn little man" boba grabs his little hand and placed a kiss on his forehead, making jango giggle.

"I told you he'd say it" you said, grinning at your husband. He nods and goes to hand you jango so he can take the armor off and wash away the days hunt off of him. As he does so jango tightly wraps his arms around boba refusing to leave him.

"oh come on now, I have to get cleaned up little one" boba tries to unwrap his arms, successfully do so and handing jango to you. But the little tremble of his lip and tears swimming in his eye's tells you both he's gonna cry. And cry he does while you hold him.

"jango honey he has to take his armor off" you coo trying to calm him down. Your attempts useless until boba gets back.

You tried bouncing him, tickling him, even making funny faces at your son. But he only sits on the bed and cries, "buir!!! I wan' buir!!" jango screams, and it's then his buir walks through the door wearing comfy pants and a shirt. Hair damp as he smugly walks over and picks jango up.

"it looks like he's done being a mommas boy and decided he wants to be his buirs little warrior" boba holds him with a smug smile making you roll your eye's but smile nonetheless, happy jango is finally calling him daddy now.

"he's always going to be a mommas boy, but for some reason he's just clinging to you tonight" you say while crawling in bed, slipping under the covers and watching your riduur with a amused smile. "but just you see, he's going to be cuddled up to me as soon as you lay him in the bed" you spoke matter of factly, almost cocky as you smirk at boba. He rolls his eyes and grumbles something under his breath, whatever it was made jango giggle, a proud smile on your husband's face.

As soon as boba crawls in bed he placed jango between you both, boba rolls over on his side to face you while you do the same. Jango pulls the covers up and turns to boba, holding on to his arm that drapes over him. Boba laughs at the gasp you let out, betrayal written all over your face.

"jango!! How dare you do this to me! Betraying you're own mother like this" you pout playfully and turn your back to them, a smile now on your face.

"ignore her son, she's only trying to make you feel guilty for finally treating me like I'm you're father and not some man who lingers around the ship" boba jokes, something that was rare but tonight seemed to be a unique night.

Jango listens to boba and ignored you, falling asleep while snuggled up to your husband. You turn around and smile at them. Noticing boba was also asleep. You giggle quietly and scoot closer, draping your arm over jango and placing your hand on boba's arm, taking in the tender moment you was having with your little family.

After that one night jango never wanted to leave boba's side, always latching onto his legs whenever he tried to walk or always asking him to hold him, it was cute, adorable even as jango soon decided to favor his father now.

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Nine Percent Mafia Scenarios

Cai Xukun

Cai Xukun, a name that is well-known whether you go to the same school with him or not. He was notorious for not only being the heartrob of the school, the best basketball player the school had ever had, a hard-working student and a caring person.

Even so, there was a rumour going around that he was part of a gang. Now, this wasn't your typical school gang or a motorcycle gang but more so a mafia group. Not only that, the rumours has it that he is even a leader of one of the mafia's group.

But despite his reputation, Kun was never one to play with people's feelings. So he would always decline people's confessions as nicely as he could. Truth be told that it was mainly because there was already someone that caught his attention since the first day he came to the school (*cough*you*cough*).

Of course, because of his reputations and all, he didn't really want to make his crush that obvious, especially when he was in a mafia group. Though, his group were more so dealing with the actual scums rather than causing trouble for the authority (which is why the authority would let his group go).

But that would soon change during one of his important matches. Not only was he against his school's biggest rival but also his mafia's rival. If he won the game, it'd be killing two birds with one stone.

Unfortunately, when the match was going fairly well for Kun's side, his rival's side had their own set of tricks. Apparently, some of his rival's group were scattered around the school, finding one specific person, you.

While you did try to put up a fight and all, you were outnumbered and the opposing rival managed to get ahold of you. Once the game was over and Kun's team had won, they had to shake hands with the opposing team which of course, Kun did as well. However, when he got to his mafia's rival, he received a disturbing information.

"It was a good game but looks like you guys could still use some practice" Kun snickered, shaking hands with his rival

"I wouldn't be too cocky if I were you, August" his rival challenged, making Kun tensed up upon hearing his work name

"Don't test me, especially in school. I suggest you leave quietly unless you're starting to pick a fight" Kun barked

"Heh, well, let's see how tough you can get when you're with (y/n)" his rival mentioned, makin Kun gripped on his rival's hand even more

"What do you know about (y/n)?!" Kun growled

"Why don't you come by dinner tonight? I'll send you the location" his rival smirked, taking his hand back and leaving the school along with his team

Kun instantly contacted his own members, asking them to track your phone since he tried calling and texting you but you didn't reply him at all (which is actually very rare unless you told him you had something to do).

At the same time Kun received an unknown message, his members found your phone's location which was completely different to the location in the message.

Kun then split his group to two, with him going to the location he got from the message whilst the others go to the location where they tracked the phone down.

It wasn't that much of a surprised that you weren't at the location Kun went. But that didn't stop Kun from going brutal with the rival gang. After he was done there, he went over to where you actually were on his motorcycle.

Arriving at the scene, Kun wasted no time and just knocked the rival gang even when he was still on his motorcycle. When Kun did get down from his motorcycle, he kept going until he finally reached you and pulled you into a hug.

"Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" Kun asked, concern can be heard from his cracked yet soft voice

"I, I'm alright, Kun. I just got a slight bruise but nothing too serious" you admitted, holding onto Kun's hands that were almost 2x your hand size

"If you ever come near her ever again, I'll show no mercy next time. Now scram" Kun hissed, making the boys run away from the scene

"I'm fine, Kun. Don't scare them like that" you stuttered

"Let's go, let's put some ice pack onto that bruise, hmm? Then we can continue watching that drama you were watching. Let's go boys" Kun mentioned, pulling you to his motorcycle

Chen Linong

Honestly, Nongnong is just too soft to be part of the mafia. Which is also why he is perfect to be the spy in the mafia XD alright, onto the scenario

So, I imagine that you were one of the bad girls in school. Not bad as in you caused trouble but more so you look like a baddie when you're actually nice to the ppl close to you. One of which was Nongnong.

When Nongnong first came to the school, he looked so cute and soft that you swore that you wouldn't let anybody bully him nor hurt him at all. You even helped him get used to the school.

Time passed by and you and Nongnong were quite close with each other that even went on a few study dates here and there; which Nongnong of course would take you home like the gentlemen he was.

But one study date made you change your mind how you saw Nongnong. All this time you would always feel the need to be the one to protecc precious Nongnong, but this time, it was the other way around.

The both of you stayed a bit longer than expected at the study cafe you guys always come for when you were doing school stuff. But of course both of you have told your parents and Nongnong even told your parents he'll still bring you home safely.

As the cafe was closing, you and Nongnong finally head back home when suddenly a gang of motorcycles came by and stopped right in front of you. Nongnong tried his best to tell them off but for no apparent reason they just burst up and went to charge towards you and Nongnong.

You've experienced fighting before which is why you were still standing, unfeared of what this gang could do. But as you were about to fight back, Nongnong quickly stood in front of you and beat all the people in the gang; scaring them off and even threatening them that if he ever sees them again or even hears about them when he's around, he won't go easy.

"Are you ok (Y/N)? Are you hurt anywhere?" Nongnong asked, his voice turning into his normal soft voice

"I, you, what? Who are you and what have you done to my sunshine soft precious Nong?!" you exclaimed, pointing at Nongnong and at the slight mess he made

"Ahaha, I'm also super Nongnong!! Remember? But for reals (y/n), are you alright?" Nongnong asked in concern, holding your hands in his

"I'm fine. You didn't have to protect me though. You know I can fight" you mumbled

"I know. But you shouldn't have to fight when I'm around. I'll take care of you even when I'm sick. As long as you're fine then I'll be fine. Come, let's go home" Nongnong softly whispered, pulling his signature smile as he pulled you away from the scene and head back home

Fan Chengcheng

Kay, first of, boy looks like he ready to throw a fit or something XD also, crazy to believe that he was just 18 here. Kay" scenario

For this I imagine that Chengcheng had to attend a wedding of a family member (let's say it's his cousin) and his parents expect him to bring someone or they'll make him mingle around with the people at the wedding.

Because he much prefer to bring someone he knew, he immediately called you to come join him; telling you that he'll find hair, makeup and stylist for you so all you had to do was just join him. Though you're not much of a social person, Chengcheng got you by telling you that there'll be your favourite foods.

Time skip to the day of the wedding

You arrived at the Fan's house and was greeted by Chengcheng's sister, Fan Bingbing. Because you've been to his house several of times, truth is, his parents and Bingbing were thrilled to hear that Chengcheng invited you to join.

Bingbing then directed you to one of the rooms that was filled with different clothes and she even helped you picked out an outfit then brought you to another room where there were people ready to do your hair and makeup.

After nearly 2 hours of getting ready, you were finally done and Bingbing was helping you zip your dress when Chengcheng came in already in his dashing suit. Bingbing then gave a smirk, leaving you with Cheng.

"Wow, you look amazing? You're probably gonna outshine the bride. Here, lemme help" Chengcheng exclaimed, helping zip your dress up then looking at you in the mirror

"Speak for yourself. That glasses really suits your look. Not to mention the slick back hair with a slight green/blue tone?! Damn, Cheng" you replied as the both of you looked in the mirror

"C'mon, I want one mirror selfie then we can go to the actual event" Chengcheng requested as he took his phone out and taking a mirror selfie with you

After several more pictures, Chengcheng's parents finally called you both and the both of you went downstairs; where Chengcheng's parents and sister were waiting.

After around 30-40 minutes of being on the road, you all arrived at the venue, took some pictures and were redirected to where you would be seated.

"I have to go for a bit. My parents made me go see my cousin then his bride. You just stay here, alright? I'll have someone send some appetisers or any snacks" Chengcheng whispered to you

"Sure thing. Go go, then we can play whilst we wait. Justin is waiting for me right now" you mentioned

"Better be just one game. I'll be back. Don't start the next game without me, tell Justin that I'll take his food next practice if he leaves me out" Chengcheng pointed out, walking away

"Oi!! Watch your step!!" you scolded then went back to playing

Chengcheng's POV

"Why do I have to meet her?" I complained

"Because it's to welcome her into the family" my parents replied

"Ah yes, welcome someone we almost never met into the family" I cursed

"Fan Chengcheng, behave. I heard she's quite lovely" my mom scolded

"Fine. But it better not be long" I scoffed as the security opened the door and I went into my cousin's bride room

"Fan Chengcheng!! I'm so happy you could come to my wedding!!" my cousin's bride exclaimed

"Yea yea. Hold it. You....Jia Xiaoli (random name). You're my cousin's bride?! What trick you got now?!" I threatened standing right in front of her

"No tricks, Cheng. I promise!!" Xiaoli smiled

"Cut the act Xiaoli, you bribed me into dating you and if it wasn't for (y/n), my family would be in jeprodize" I barked at her

"Ahhh right, (y/n). I haven't seen her in a while. How is she?" Xiaoli asked

"She's not your concern. Stay out of my sight and (y/n)'s. And if you ever hurt my family, I'll show you no mercy" I scoffed, banging on the door and returning to where I left (y/n)

Unfortunately, when I arrived back, (y/n) was no where to be seen. I scowered the whole venue yet she wasn't there. I then rushed out to the bathroom, hoping that maybe she was there. I even tried texting her but after 30 minutes and no answer from her at all, I got anxious; like something is wrong here.

I then went out of the venue and contacted Justin if he was talking with (y/n) since they were playing games together. Thankfully, I got somewhat of a lead. Justin mentioned that he's actually on a "call" with (y/n) but he muted his microphone because he heard some other people was on the other line with her. Justin also mentioned that he's trying to track down (y/n) and after a few minutes, Justin sent me her location.

Not caring that the event was starting, I rushed to find (y/n) which turns out, her phone was at one of the hotel rooms of the venue. I then listened to the room first and when I heard (y/n)'s voice, I wasted no time and barged in, dodging all the attacks of the men within the room, knocking them all out one by one and took my jacket off, wrapping it around (y/n).

"Are you ok? Did they hurt you? What did they do?" I asked, pulling (y/n) into a hug

"Nothing, thankfully. They made me go with them and when I felt something was off, I called Justin but put the volume at the lowest, hoping he'll know my situation" (y/n) explained

"It's alright, I'm here. I've also asked Justin to come. C'mon let's get outta here" I mentioned, holding (y/n)'s hand

"Justin? Is he invited? What are you gonna do?" (Y/n) asked

"He'll be invited soon. We got a wedding to crash" I snickered, taking (y/n) away from the scene

Justin Huang

Tbh, I don't think this pose will really fit into the scenario but I will try. Okie, onto the scenario for Justin!!

For Justin, I imagine that you guys were living together along with Chengcheng, Yanjun and Kun for a film shoot and one night, you and Justin were heading out to buy dinner since the geges were basically passed out.

As the both of you were on your way, Justin noticed some sketchy people stalking the both of you. Justin made sure to keep an eye of them but didn't realise that there were a whole lot more of them that blocked your path and while you did put up quite a fight, you were eventually taken and was out of Justin's sight.

When Justin realised you were gone, he didn't waste any time in calling his geges and immediately went to find where they took you. Justin was definitely certain that they were part of the opposing gang that's always trying to get on ninepercent's nerve.

After a bit of running and even getting his geges help, Justin finally found the hideout and instantly barged in. However, the condition he found you in was not a pretty sight.

⚠️ Trigger Warning!! ⚠️

Not only were you bounded to a chair but it seemed that you were being beaten up, there were visible new purpleish bruises on your legs and cheek, not to mention some part of your clothes were ripped, your hair was messed up and even blood was dripping from your mouth, hands and thighs.

At that moment, something in Justin just flipped. As if he turned off his humanity switch (except for you). No-one was going to block his way to you. If they did, he wouldn't care whether they're a guy or girl, he'll put them down.

One after the other, Justin would break their arms/legs, the sound of their suffering even urged Justin to go even further; to the point where Justin didn't care whether he broke their bones, pulled their muscles or so on.

Once all of them were down on the ground, Justin finally managed to get to you. He crouched down to your height and wrapped his jacket over your shivering body and asked if it was alright to carry you which u only gave him a slight nod; and at the same time his geges arrived at the scene.

"It's alright (y/n). I got you, we're gonna go home now, kay?" Justin cooed you as he carried you in his arms

"Justin?! (Y/N)?! Are you guys alright?!" Kun asked as Yanjun and Chengcheng were prepared to shoot anyone

"Sorry to ask this but please take care of them. Oh and make sure they're still alive. I have unfinished business with them. I'm taking (y/n) back first" Justin requested, walking out of the scene

Lin Yanjun

Tbh, I'm not a fan of this jacket on Jun XD but his gaze bruh, his gaze!!! 🔥🔥 okie, scenario!!

For this scenario, I imagine that you were in Yanjun's hometown in Taiwan and apparently Yanjun's 10th year high school reunion was coming up and decided to bring you along since he only planned on staying for a bit then take you out elsewhere (also to keep all those girls in line before they lashed out on him)

After getting ready and all, you and Yanjun excused yourselves from Yanjun's parents and went out to the bar where the reunion was held. Ofc, when Yanjun entered, so many of his ex girl classmates were thrilled, until he showed up with you, hand in hand.

Yanjun just nodded and waved at his ex classmates before introducing you then he pulled you to the near corner of the table since he knew that you were somewhat socially awkward.

After having a little drink and snacks, it was now almost 9pm and Yanjun wanted to treat you out to the night market before going home. He asked if you wanted to go now which you gave him a slight nod. He told you that he'll go to the restroom for a bit before you leave.

After his restroom business, one of his ex classmates (a girl) went up to him and talked for a bit. At first it seemed like a simple catch up until she started to clustered the space and asked some personal questions about you. Yanjun was quick to know the situation he was in and immediately took control and straight up turned his ex classmate down, making his way to where he left you.

However, he noticed that some of the guys were trying to flirt with you and it seemed that they were getting a bit touchy that you seemed to be quite uncomfortable. Yanjun knew that coming to the reunion was a bad idea. Not only the majority that came were the school bullies but they were also part of a gang which 9% has been paying a close attention to.

Even so, Yanjun know that you could handle yourself and when your gaze met with Yanjun's, you immediately tried to excuse yourself but then one of the guys gripped your wrist which in return you slapped their hand away and even shoved them back down. Just when you managed to get free of these crazy people, another guy managed to grabbed you and pulled you down but at the same time, a dart flew and hit the the person's hand. Everyone then looked to see Yanjun's killer looks.

As everyone was distracted, you pulled yourself up at the same time Yanjun came and stood in front of you, holding your hand softly. Stroking your knuckles, he asked if they did anything else which you shook your head and told him that they just tried to flirt whilst the girls were already somewhat drunk. Yanjun gave you a slight apologetic smile before going back to his cold gaze towards his ex-classmates.

"Can't you tell when a woman is clearly not interested and taken? The next time you do that to my woman or any sort of girls, it won't be a dart flying and the target surely won't be your hand" Yanjun warned, rubbing your knuckles softly before starting to leave

"You think you're all that huh Yanjun?! Just because you made a name for yourself now, you can do as you please, huh?!" one of the guys challenged

"Heh, I'd watch my mouth if I were you. Wouldn't want people to know about your 'illegal business' or the fact that you've been out with 10 different women this past week, now would you?" Yanjun challenged back, slightly smirking as the guy's face suddenly turned pale

"Thought so. C'mon (y/n), let's get outta here. The night market doesn't close until 11pm" Yanjun whispered, giving you a genuine smile as you went out together hand in hand like how you came in together

Zhu Zhengting

Mama Ting!! That gaze!! I surrender!! I won't play games till late at night!!! Kay", scenario time!!

Ok, for mama Ting, I feel that he's dating with a normal office worker (aka you), you guys met through mutual friends and for some reason, Zhengting feels at ease whenever he's with you (like, not awkward at all, unlike with most girls).

Zhengting was just waiting at your apartment and cooking up some dinner for the both of you since you told him that you might be coming back late due to an important meeting with your boss.

Once he heard the door unlocked, Zhengting welcomed you with his soft smile and sparkling eyes that was full of love (also open arms) which you gave him a tired smile but immediately hugged him when you've put your things down.

"How was work? What meeting was it? Oh, tell me over dinner. I made your favourites!!" Zhengting mentioned, guiding you to the dining area where he has prepared dinner

"Thank you, Ting. It was a confusing meeting honestly. Like, my boss suddenly asked about my relationship with you" you explained as you started to eat the dinner

"Really? Does your boss know me? Like know know or was he just trying to hit on you?!" Zhengting questioned, his tone getting serious

"Not sure. He was trying to offer me another job which paid quite a lot but it has something to do with my relationship. Like, when I told him that I was in a relationship, he gave this weird look like he wasn't satisfied and just dismissed me. Saying that he'll think about it" you elaborated

"Hmmm. Whatever you do, don't take the job unless he gives you the full details, alright? And if you're worried about money because your current job isn't paying you well, don't fret, I'm here!!" Zhengting exclaimed

"I don't want to leach off of you Ting but yea, I'm not gonna take that job. I'm planning to find a job elsewhere and resign once I reached my one year mark" you explained

"Good!! Now finish up then shower so we can go watch some dramas" Zhengting cheered

It's been roughly a week or so since you told Zhengting about the offer and Zhengting was currently at the bar along with Kun because they had to spy on some men coming to the bar; something about opening a brothel or an illegal business of some sort.

When the people were already there, both Zhengting and Kun split up to get some information out of the men. Nothing in particular really caught the two's attention up until one of the men brought up a file containing your information.

"I'm telling you, she's the best looking one in my company. Not to mention, whenever she wears skinny jeans, it just fits her body so well. Anyone would die to take her and our business will blow up" one of the men mentioned, pointing at a picture of your face

"But you mentioned that she's taken. Are you sure you can get her to join?" the other men asked

"She needs the money. Plus, I can always cut her pay and tell her that this job suits her better" the men mentioned, laughing

But oh boi, they picked on the wrong girl. Because the minute Zhengting heard the conversation and was sure that it was your picture that they used, he immediately gave the guy a good punch in the face, knocking him down and holding a gun up right at his temple.

"I take it you like using helpless woman for your illegal money? Not only that, using them then abusing them before you discard them. How annoying. I'll give you a few minutes to confess everything before I blow up your brainless head" Zhengting barked, his gun was right by the man's temple

"So you're her so-called boyfriend, huh? I'll just kill you here and..." the man scoffed but his scoffed turned into a scream as Zhengting shot the man's leg

"I was wondering who was my girlfriend's boss as he was so daring to ask about her relationship but was unsatisfied when he realised she was taken. Well, this is still consider verbal harrasement, right Kun?" Zhengting snickered

"Sure thing. Since we got some evidence here, pretty sure he'll get fired the second we inform this to the authority. Also, he'll probably lose all his wealth" Kun replied

"Wa-wait a minute?! Kun?! As in the Cai Xukun?! Leader of 9%?! Does that mean...you...you're..." the man stuttered

"Zhengting. Zhu. Zheng. Ting. The so-called boyfriend of the woman you're trying to hire into an illegal business. Oh well, save your breath for the court" Zhengting replied, a smirk plastering his face as the man's face turned very pale

Wang Ziyi

For this specific picture of Ziyi, I imagine it being a bit similar to mama Ting's one. Where you were just a normal worker, not an idol/actress/artist or even a daughter of a famous company owner. You were just you; which, to Ziyi, you were everything.

Now, unlike the in mama Ting's one, you weren't offered a new job at a new location that was completely different to the one you were currently in. However, the boss of your company did pay a close attention to you. He would often try to flirt with you, send you flowers or even directly asked you out; which of course you declined them all.

This happened even before you met Ziyi. But unfortunately, it still happened even after you've been dating Ziyi. However, it wasn't as bad as when you weren't dating Ziyi. You dunno whether its because he finally started giving up or because he knew you were dating someone since you never really told him you were actually dating someone.

But while your boss may not know that you were dating someone, you did tell Ziyi about how your boss has been flirting with you and all. But we all know how patient Ziyi is. Not only was he patient in hearing your complaints and all but he was also patient with your so-called "boss". Well, that is until he ran into your "boss" at the gym.

You and Ziyi have been going to the gym quite regularly (let's all pretend it aint covid) and normally Ziyi would treat you lunch (which is how he got you to go to the gym with him). So, Ziyi would normally go and do some weight training whilst you just went to do some cardio (like on the treadmill or bicycle).

It was going like normal until you were about to do a bit of weights yourself (like that pull-up weight thing) and as you were going to do your thing, your boss suddenly came up to you and you guessed it, tried to flirt with you.

You tried to tell him off nicely but the same time scanned the room to find Ziyi who was apparently at the boxing area. It took a good 5 minutes or so but Ziyi finally saw you and understood your situation.

He was about to tell the guy off nicely until he saw the guy closing in the space between the both of you near a wall. And lets just say, Ziyi was finally at the peak of his patience and just snapped at the dude.

He pulled the dude back and twisted his arm till you can hear a crack. Ziyi then told your "boss" off and even threatened him because apparently throughout this whole time, Ziyi was doing a lil "background check" on your so-called "boss".

"It's not nice to pick on a lady who's clearly taken. Especially when you, yourself is also taken" Ziyi scoffed, pushing the guy further back

"Aghhh, l-let go off, m-me. This isn't even a fair fight" the guy stuttered as Ziyi pushed the guy who eventually fell downwards

"I suggest you leave and not hit on anyone. Unless, of course, you'd like me to tell your wife about it" Ziyi threatened, taking his phone out and showing the guy some pics of his affair

"I, I'll get lost. Just don't show this to my wife or anyone" the guy babbled, rushing to leave the scene

"C'mon (y/n), let's go get lunch at your favourite" Ziyi mentioned, grabbing your hand and giving you his signature (yet sweet) smile Xiaogui

For Xiaogui, I imagine that he was the owner of a well renowned bar in Shanghai. It's been a tough week for you and when you told Xiaogui all about it, he felt sorry that he flew all the way to where you work, telling you that he'll stay over the weekend so the two of you can have a chill weekend together.

But, on the way back to your place, Xiaogui got a call from the bar about someone looking for him. He asked you for permission which you know that it was his bar and so you told him that it's alright. He gave your hand a light squeeze before speeding up to the bar.

Upon reaching the bar, he directed you to a secret door which led to his private office. He told you to just stay there whilst he takes care of the things at the bar.

However, not long after Xiaogui left, you suddenly had a bad feeling, as if you were being watched or something. You weren't dumb and you knew that Xiaogui hid his gun in his office (I mean, the dude taught you how to do self-defense and how to use a gun). You went over his desk trying to find the gun but the secone you held it, you felt a gun being pointed at the back of your head.

"You know, what ghost around, comes around" a deep voice mentioned, the gun being pressed by your head

"Now be a good girl and put the gun down" the man stated as you slowly put the gun down but only to make him lower his guard so you quickly upperhand him by taking his gun

As you manage to upperhand the attacker, he started to attack you which was not good. Sure, Xiaogui taught you a thing or two but when you're faced with it in real-life, that's a different story. You tried to keep your composure and threw his gun far away so it'll just be a hand to hand combat but you were still at a disadvantage.

You were already being cornered and as you took the nearest object as a weapon/shield, the attacker told you that you were no match for him. But as he was just a hand reach away, the door slammed opened and a bullet was shot right at the attacker's chest, close to his heart. You divert your gaze only to meet with Xiaogui's gaze.

"Touch her one more time and I'll make sure you live a living hell before I actually send you to hell, myself" Xiaogui stated, a signature grin was plastered on his face when he saw the attacker fell on the floor You Zhangjing

If Imma be honest, this was another hard scenario but here goes nothing.

So, for Zhangjing's scenario, I imagined that you, Zhangjing, Yanjun and Nongnong had to attend this special dinner that the opposite gang was going since they had some deals to handle.

You knew that it was quite a risk by going but they needed someone to come with them so it wouldn't seem too obvious that they were planning on handling the opposite gang. Plus, you get free food so that was a major plus.

Which is how you ended up in a little black dress with your arms linked with Zhangjing and Nongnong as Yanjun was in front of you, all four of you making your way to the ballroom hall of the hotel the dinner was being held.

Yanjun, being Yanjun and the third person in charge in 9% reminded everyone of their jobs. Also reminded you to stay near by them and let any one of them know when you wanted to go somewhere like the bathroom or some sort.

After rediscussing the plan, Yanjun was the first to excuse himself because he was the hitman of the group. Nongnong also left to mingle around and get some information. Which meant, it was you and Zhangjing.

Of course, it was no surprised that the two of you immediately headed to where the food is. The both of you were enjoying the food and occasionally talk with the other guests at the dinner until Yanjun called Zhangjing to request some hacking which Zhangjing proceed in doing.

But in the midst of hacking, you had the urge to go to the bathroom and told Zhangjing that I was gonna go which he told me to quickly go and come right back to his side which you agreed.

After finishing with your bathroom business, you went out to try and find where Zhangjing was but got a bit lost and this dude was trying to get on my nerve even after you declined him so many times. I mean, one Yanjun is more than enough.

But when this guy was persistent, you decided to fight back which he clearly didn't like at all. You knew lots of fighting skills and self-defence stuff by being with 9% for a long time. Heck, you were their most trusted person other than each other.

As you were about to end this little disturbance, the guy was knocked out cold and you saw You Zhangjing out of the 3 men you came with. His gaze could rival Yanjun (emphasis on could XD)

"Can't we just have one night of dinner in peace? Haish. C'mon (y/n), let's go back and enjoy our dinner" Zhangjing stated, extending his hand out as you went to grab it

"You know I had it under control" you stated, pouting

"I know. But I wanted it over with, plus the deal is done and we can go order in with everyone" Zhangjing exclaimed as the both of you skidded through the hall

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bumbershots · 3 years

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LOVEFOOL

Author’s note: HELLO! This is my part for the Valentine’s Day challenge that @1dffchallenges put together. Make sure to keep an eye out for any other pieces published by other authors. Enjoy! And happy Valentine’s weekend! (:

Summary: Harry agrees to go on a blind date set up by his friends in hopes that it will help him move on from an unrequited love.

Word count: 3K

Challenge prompt and dialogue: blind date set up by friends. “I don’t want this to end...”

There’s a first for everything. Harry’s had his fair share of them at the age of twenty-seven. First time on an aeroplane at the tender age of six for a family holiday in Rome. First kiss on his home town’s park with someone he deeply cared about. First time in a recording studio. First time going on tour. The first night spent alone in his new and barely furnished home. The first morning he laid eyes on the girl next door. The ugly heartbreak after she got married, certainly felt worse than his first one.

Life is full of firsts, Harry knows that, and he wishes to have been the first to sneak his way into Jane’s heart, all those years ago.

"You love her" it almost sounds like an accusation coming from Jeff, though the last thing he wants is to make Harry feel guilty. The musician doesn't reply, he shrugs, eyes never leaving her no matter how deep into the ocean she seems to be. "Does she know?" Harry shakes his head in denial. "Did you bring her along just so you could tell her?"

"I enjoy writing music with her, that's why she's here," his tone leaves no room for more questions, the manager knows and sighs defeated. Harry stands from his spot on the beach and heads back inside the house, alone.

Is he being that obvious?

He reviews the past few days and wonders where he slipped, nothing rings any bell. Harry completely and conveniently forgets how he doesn't nag her for having a smoke after dinner, instead he just opens the window and stands close to it, or how he's been making her a cuppa everyday at noon. But it was the time when Jane asked him to help her French plait her hair when something clicked in Jeff's brain, the way Harry beamed at such a simple request left no room for questioning. Yet he asked him, because there was that tiny chance of it all being part of the manager's imagination, but when he looked back on it, the little things now made more sense to him and in a way he always knew.

They've been in Port Antonio for two weeks now and everything was going just dandy, Harry was writing more than ever, the first week he had a new song every day, he even polished the old ones and had a tune for his favourites, thanks to Mitch's help. When Jeff Azoff got there earlier this week, he spent a good two hours talking to Jeff Bhasker about how much of a good idea the trip was.

"Harry is on a writing spree." He complimented Azoff's client, it was nothing but the truth. However the reason for it all, was now heading back to the house to join the others after a good surfing session.

Jane went straight to take a shower, ready to rinse all the ocean's saltiness from her body, thinking how wonderful it would've been if her own worries could be washed away with her tangerine shampoo. In contrast to Harry's good spirits and excellent mood, her own cloud of trouble seemed to follow her all the way from London. She still hadn't heard from her husband, so it is safe to say he was still upset about her going away to work in Harry's album. It was impossible for her to forget the argument they had, at first thinking it was a joke on his side, insinuating that they were ‘shagging behind his back’.

After her shower, wearing comfortable clothes, Jane joins the others for supper but keeps to herself, still with the dichotomy about calling Alex or letting him be. He will eventually come to his senses and apologise.

What if he doesn't?

The thought alone of her clothes being packed in boxes by the time she gets back home almost makes her cry, perhaps she can call or text him just to test the waters. It is ridiculous how she seems to be more mature about this than him.

"Penny for them?" Harry's voice brings her back to the now empty dining room, the voices from the rest of their party can be heard from the living room.

"God I'm sorry H, lost myself out there for a moment," she is embarrassed, with him, the others and herself for letting this situation get under her skin. And she's also avoiding talking about it, with Harry or anyone. "I was just thinking about the tempo for Sweet Creature."

"Liar," he hates to be shut down by her more than anything. "Is it because I didn't let you eat the last peanut drop the other day?" It would've been easier for her to say it was, than to address the actual reason. But Harry hasn't lied to her, ever.

"No love, although I was a bit hurt because of that, it's actually this thing with Alex we are, I don't know, he was upset with me and said some things," Jane couldn't finish, her speech was cut short by a quiet sob and Harry was quick to pull her from the chair onto his lap and hold her tight. His own heart speeding at the sight of her distressed.

"When was the last time you spoke to him?"

"Two weeks ago." Her voice barely whispers on his chest, "he's being a wanker to be honest, just because he's not going on tour with any of his bands I'm supposed to be a stay at home wife!"

"Why don't you explain this to me, from the beginning, please?" He asks rubbing her back soothingly, and she spills it all, the having kids now or never argument, to her wanting to have a proper wedding party and finally the latest fight where Alex suggested an affair going on between her and Harry, the latter had to do his best not to put the option on the table, since her husband so kindly suggested it. Might as well, he thought. "It all sounds like a big misunderstanding, I know you're a great communicator sunshine, so it baffles me that you've let this go on for so long." He's got a point.

"You're right, but I feel like it's his turn, you know?" Jane's done weeping, but remained on her friend's lap and arms, head resting on his shoulder. "He's always forward, mature, a proper thirty year old except when it comes to arguments where we ought to reach an agreement," she plays a bit with the cross hanging from his neck, a scowl on her pretty face. "Like with the children thing, we only stopped arguing when I said that maybe in two more years we could have one instead of, you know, my early thirties." It's good that she can't see how upset Harry is.

"You gave into that one, he should do the same but it's his choice," Harry sighs and can't believe what he's about to say. "Take the day off tomorrow, call him or FaceTime, Skype whatever you choose, but have a proper conversation with him." She wants to argue and say it's not necessary to be absent the whole day, she can spare a few hours. But she will need time to think about what to say, make her point clear so they are on good terms until she goes back to London.

"Fine, but if he is still acting like a dickhead afterwards, I'm not going to let it into my head anymore, we will continue to bask in this great work environment going on here." Jane states, pulling away from his embrace just enough to give him that stern look she uses when trying to make a point, and Harry nods with a warm smile, the one she never gets tired of seeing. "I'll call it a night now, gonna be asleep in seconds now that I've got that out of my chest." She stands from his lap, missing his warmth instantly. "Thanks for that."

"Anytime honey pie." Harry says before leaving a kiss on her left hand that burns her skin from then till morning.

Jeff joins the musician in the dining room right after the girl walks away to her room, he takes a seat across from him and scrutinises the look of adoration his friend still sports once she is out of the room.

"She'll never know, if you never tell her." Jeff is right, but the thought alone of going through that again scares him to death. Or so he says, because there's a part of him that is fond of the thrill it makes him feel.

"It's not like I haven't tried, just last year I told her," Harry remembers that night vividly, how pretty she looked even with her makeup all smudged under her eyes. "I'm not sure if she heard, it was too loud like where we were at the time." He was also pissed out of his mind.

"H, there's nothing wrong with being in love."

"I'm not saying it is, but even if she did love me I– I would find a way to hurt her. Anyway. she's happily married now, it's too late." Saying it out loud doesn't hurt him any less like he thought it would. Harry sighs in defeat before rising from the chair, "she's everything to me, I wouldn't mess with her head by confessing my feelings, deep down I always knew she deserved better and now she has it and that's good enough for me." The musician disappears through the corridor where his everlasting love did just a few minutes ago, he paused for a moment outside her room, pondering whether to barge in and just follow his instincts, kiss her like he should've done after winning that award back in 2014.

Harry shakes his head and goes straight to his room, he reminds himself that it was time to let her go. It's for the best. He is not good enough for her, he can't even write a song for her, about her. He mustn't love her that much then.

What Harry doesn't know is that he can't write a song about her because he loves her too much, the poor lad can't even figure out where to start. But he's about to get rid of that curse in a day or two, he just needs to be patient.

The reward for it came, all of a sudden Harry wrote too many songs about her until she inevitably became aware of the situation they were in. Harry vowed to stay away from Jane’s life after recording the album. He dated people that didn’t remind him of her, and even moved temporarily to Japan. But despite all his efforts, four years later Harry still finds himself thinking about her, everything seems to be tainted by her. The music he adores, the new dinner recipes he cooks, the books he chooses to read.

Completely out of options he agreed to this blind date his friends set up for him.

He arrives at the modest restaurant they so kindly chose for the occasion. “All you have to do is wear something nice and show up.” Alexa reminded him over the phone last week.

This is a new first for him, it is also exciting, to take a seat at a table for two conveniently placed at the back, pretend to pay attention to the menu but let his green eyes avert to whoever approaches. Harry is having a great time, he knows that soon his date will arrive. He wonders what they’ll be like.

According to Alexa and Pixie, the person arriving is the perfect match for their young friend. Harry can only hope they like Vietnamese cuisine because that’s apparently this place’s special offer this week. If he’s lucky enough the date will agree to share a starter and perhaps two main courses, that way he doesn’t have to choose between one or the other.

“Here’s your table.” Harry hears the waiter speak and his gaze meets a very familiar figure standing beside him. It can’t be.

“Excuse me, there must be a mistake, I’m waiting for someone else.” Harry protests.

The waiter shakes his head and shows him the notepad with some specifications written down. “Nothing wrong, got specific instructions from Miss Chung, a lady will come in to say is here for Geldolf’s blind date, you are sitting at the table they reserved. I’ll be back in a few minutes to take your order.” He is quick to explain and disappear.

Jane sits because there is no way she can stand any longer, her legs are about to give out from the commotion. This was not the blind date she was expecting either. It’s been at least four years since she last saw Harry. The night after he finally admitted being in love with her, waiting for a reaction, anything from her, after what seemed like hours but was only ten minutes later, he walked out of her house and entire life, leaving her confused and upset.

“How’ve you been?” she asked after confirming that Harry wasn’t going to up and leave.

“Pretty fantastic, until you arrived.” He’s never spoken to her like that before, with so much affliction in his tone. “What are you doing here?”

“I was set up on a blind date by Pixie—

He interrupts her. “That’s fucking convenient, did you all went to this much trouble, just to mock me? I thought they were my friends, you know, that even after everything, they cared about me.” Harry stops, his voice breaks, he’s so angry, hurt and confused by the situation. “Did your husband come along, to witness my humiliation too?” He looks around, trying to find the man of Jane’s dreams.

“I wouldn’t know if he’s here, haven’t seen him since we got divorced three years ago.” She snaps before hiding behind the menu from a gobsmacked Harry.

The words he’d been waiting to hear were finally out of her mouth. Unlike the million times he dreamt about this happening, Harry is not sweeping her off her feet and running away into the sunset holding her hand. Instead he reaches out to touch her arm, testing the waters. He waits for her to lower the menu and surprisingly there are no tears in her eyes. Perhaps only a bit of sorrow that is quickly replaced with confusion, at how fast her heart raced after Harry’s touch.

“Do you want to talk about it?” His voice is back to oozing the tenderness he reserves just for her. Jane nods.

“But can we share a rice bowl and Pho noodle soup?”

“Yes, and dessert too!” Even after four years Harry’s sweet tooth hasn’t changed, Jane sighs before the waiter is back to take their order.

Keeping a conversation between the two of them is not hard at all, even if it is an awkward topic —her not so recent divorce. “We didn’t have anything in common anymore, there were so many fights every single day. When I finally suggested the separation, he seemed relieved and I felt like a complete fool.” Jane remembers the sigh of comfort that came out of the man she once loved with all her heart before that rainy afternoon, when she finally decided that she’d had enough. “He left that night, hadn’t seen him since, his lawyer took care of everything,” a sour laugh escapes her lips, Harry’s eyes are full of sympathy for her. “I’m sorry for ruining your blind date, I know you’ve never been to one before.” Of course she did, she knows him better than anyone.

“This has to be the greatest date I’ve ever been to.” He speaks without a second thought.

All those years Harry spent away from Jane were not going to be in vain. He was not going to neglect the feelings he still had for her. That affection he felt for her, only her. Harry shifts in his seat, this is not at all how he planned it, in a restaurant full of people on fucking Valentine’s day. It almost seemed like a tacky move.

But after all this time of pining for her, hating her and himself at times. Harry was brave enough, it was now or never, he didn’t want to wait any longer, not after his friends schemed and executed this soppy plan to bring the two soulmates together. Before she could take the final bite of dessert that Harry kindly left for her. The world stopped.

“I don’t want this to end...” Harry says with a dimpled smile she can’t look away from. “I’d like to take you out on a second date, a third, fourth, fifth. Believe me when I tell you, I have planned up to a thousand of them.” He takes her hand in his and can feel her pulse race along his own. The smile splits his face again, because he knows, he feels, he sees it in her beautiful eyes. “Janey, you’re the first person I’ve ever wanted to hold on to. I know there is a name for this emotion, I’ve written songs about it, but now I don’t think it’s a word big enough for us.”

She squeezes his hand and breaths out a laugh, tears of joy brimming out of her eyes. “Let’s call it love, until we come up with a better name for it.” Harry agrees and just then, Jane brings up his hand to her lips.

His skin tingles where she kisses him for the first time and he beams at her.

There’s a first for everything, and although it feels like it for Jane and Harry, this isn’t by any means the first time they confess their love for each other. It was always there, in every laugh they shared, every song they wrote together, every touch. It was on Harry’s unwavering devotion, on his impatience and selfless actions throughout the years.

They were bound to be together, their story didn’t begin on that initial blind date, it did years ago after he caught a glimpse of her shiny black hair on the morning she moved into the house across the street.

Harry drives her back to her new flat on the other side of the city, enjoying every minute of the long ride, happy to hear her ramble about her newest obsession with romantic novels and burst out laughing after Jane confesses that sometimes she doesn’t finish reading books she likes, just to pretend the story keeps going. With a quick kiss to the back of her hand he completely agrees.

No tale is more compelling than one that never ends.

#1dffvalentine #harry styles

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Ace of Cups

Chapter Eight

Trigger warning: threesome. Piv. Anal. Oral (m&f receiving) handjob, choking, fluff.

You return home to Bucky.

You find another use for your rings.

Passion overtakes all three of you.

You look at the bandage on your arm. You swore if Christine took another vial of blood you’d be completely drained. She told you it would take a few days until the results were in, you'd find out if there was any long-term damage done to your child. Your hand grips Sam's as he drives you back to Stephen's sanctum, you feel at home with him. For you, home will never be a place. It will always be people. Sam Wilson was the first true home you'd known, then Bucky had to come into your life and turn your simple cottage home into a mansion of love. And baby made four.

Sam pulled up to the brownstone, he stopped you from getting out of the car. “Wait. There's something very important we need to do before we go in.” he says.

“What's that Chief?”

He pulls you into a lingering kiss. Fire courses through your body. His lips warming you to your core. You badly needed him, needed all of him. You needed to reconnect to the man you loved. He pulls away, a look in his eyes familiar and mischievous. You know what he wants, but won't give you. You smile and kiss his cheek. “You know, we could go home right now. No travel time needed.” You tell him.

“How?” he asks. You smirk and get out of the car. You pull out the gift Stephen had given you.

“Let me show you “ you say as he curiously joins you. You take a deep breath. You focus on your kitchen at home. You see the dated yet charming wallpaper in your mind. You can smell the constant aroma of coffee. A portal opens up. Sam's eyes widen, he looks like a child on Christmas morning. You pull him into a passionate kiss as the portal consumes you both. Your eyes close, feeling the passion of the kiss, and the magic in your blood. When you open your eyes you're thrilled that you're home.

Bucky paced the living room as he talked to Natasha on the phone.

“I feel powerless to help them Nat. I can’t focus on anything. Sam's scared, and Doc well this is all my fault.”

“Bucky. For the last time believe it'll be okay. You've suffered enough. I believe you've earned the happiness coming your way. Just please be kind to yourself.”

Bucky's ears pick up a faint crackling sound in the kitchen. “Nat, I'll have to call you back. Be safe out there.” He said hanging up the phone. He pulls his knife from it's holster and creeps towards the kitchen. His jaw goes slack and he drops the knife seeing you and Sam.

“Doc?” he asks, disbelieving what he's seeing. Your smile and Sam’s pure look of wonder tell him what he's seeing is real.

“James. We’re home.” You tell him. You look into his eyes and wonder if they’d always been that blue. You look over at Sam, almost asking permission, he nods. You run into Bucky's arms. You pull him into a much needed kiss. He deepens the kiss. You feel his joy wash over you. You were now in your mansion. You pull away from the kiss, taking Sam's hand and Bucky’s hand you lead them to the living room. You sit between them. Excitement rising inside your being. “I'm pregnant.” You tell Bucky. All at once you felt like you were blissfully drowning in his joy. His dwarfed yours. “And there's not a single doubt in my mind you'll both be incredible fathers.” Your voice so overwhelmingly joyful you wonder if anyone should feel this happy ever.

Your mind races. The future now certain. You have love. You have family. You have everything you've ever wanted. Your stomach turns unpleasantly. You know what's going to happen. You rush out of their sight, not wanting them to see what's coming. You run out the front door, they give chase. If they spoke you didn't register it. You had to get out of there, as soon as you reached fresh air, you vomited over the side of your porch. You felt as if you'd been doing so for an hour. Sam held your hair back, while Bucky rubbed your back softly. You finally come up for air, you grab the breath strips out of your pocket and place three of them on your tongue. You groan. “That's going to get annoying.” You say.

“Just a sign that you truly are carrying it I child.” Sam says looking over at Bucky. To your great shock, and even greater delight he pulls Bucky into a kiss. The atmosphere is made of only love and trust and hope. You shed happy tears watching them kiss. Your men break their kids and pull you into an embrace. “No more running. You understand. No matter how bad it gets. It's the four of us against the world.” He says with authority.

Before heading inside you go to the mailbox and retrieve your rings, you feel worthy of them again. You bring your men back into the house, into the living room. You hand the heirloom ring to Sam, and the platinum ring to Bucky. “If you'll have me, and I know it's not legal, I’d like to be your wife, both of you. I’d like for both of you to be my husbands. Our child will be born into a happy marriage.” You say looking over your handsome men.

Sam kisses you with full love, and places the ring back onto your finger. “With this ring we thee wed.” he starts.

“Through good times and bad, we will love one another.” Bucky finishes before kissing you. Though you'd used the breath strips you feel in need of a deeper clean.

You place a hand on each of their cheeks. “Be right back my loves.” You say as you head to the bedroom. You grab your comfiest of clothes and take a quick shower. You brush your teeth while in there. You begin thinking of names for your child. However you stop, knowing that it's fathers need to be part of the discussion. You dress yourself and head to the living room and resume sitting between the men. They both place a hand on your abdomen. First Sam pulls you into a fiery kiss. The passion behind it engulfing your whole body. Bucky shifts your hair over your shoulder and places small kisses on your neck. You sigh with contentment. Each man is filling you with an incredible need. Your core drenched in your own desire. As if they could smell it, they work to remove your clothing.

You rise from the couch and push each man to kiss the other. Thankfully they made your job easier by only wearing shorts. You remove the offending fabric. Needing to have all three of you bare to the world. Watching as they give into passions that have been brewing causing your juices to begin to leak down your thigh. You get to your knees and take Bucky into your mouth. Your hand working on Sam's sizeable cock. You bob your head in time with your strokes. Giving each man equal pleasure. You moan feeling Bucky's emotions, your arousal heightened by your hormones. You need them to take you apart.

As if Bucky read your thoughts instead of your emotions he pulls you to your feet. You look into his dark blue eyes, then into Sam’s nearly black eyes. Both filled with the same need as you are. Bucky throws you over his shoulder. You laugh as you put up a mock fight. They both practically run towards the bedroom. Bucky throws you onto the soft bed. You look at your husbands, never feeling so safe and loved in your whole life. Sam sits beside you and pulls your lips to his. His tongue massaging yours. Fire fills your lungs, warming and dangerous at the same time. You reluctantly pull away from the kiss. “Before we do this, do either of you want to back out. No judgement if you do. I don't want just consent here, but pure participation.”

“Not for all the money in the world doll.”

“Not even if Earth was under attack sweetness.”

Hearing them ignites your full passion. You aren't even able to act before Bucky pushes you to the mattress, his hand holding your hands above your head. The blue getting so deep it might as well as be indigo. Sam pulls your legs around his shoulders. His mouth finding your dripping center. “Before either of us you will come. You'll be lost to your lust.” Bucky growls. Sam expertly works your cunt, his mouth sucking your clit, driving you crazy. Your legs tighten around his head. He moans into you, the vibration bringing you to your height. You let out a primal scream, which is silenced by Bucky's mouth crashing onto yours. He pushes his tongue into your mouth, you suck on it. He holds your wrists with his Wakandan arm. His other hand wraps around your throat. The mix of sensation making you explode, for the first time you are so torn apart that you squirt. Sam drinks it lustfully. You are made dizzy from the purity of the pleasure inflicted on your body.

As you finally come back to yourself Sam has placed you on top of him. He enters you with such vigor that you cry out. He thrusts slowly inside of you, getting you acclimated to his girth. You look over at Bucky as he strokes his cock as he watches Sam fuck you.

“Lube. Top drawer.” You pant out. Sam hitting your g-spot with every thrust. Bucky understands your meaning. As does Sam. While Bucky prepares you, Sam rubs your clit in fast circles, never slowing his thrusts. You fall into Sam's chest as you ride out another powerful climax. As you come back to earth Bucky enters you. The sensations overwhelm you as both men fuck into you. You can feel Bucky's emotions, amplifying your own. You swear you can feel Sam as he gets close to his own release. The physical is muted by the emotions all three of you feel. You feel as if all three of you have become one body. Your heart. Sam's heart. Bucky's heart. All beat in time with one another. You've lost track of how many orgasms have ripped through your body.

Both men bite into your neck as they come inside of you. All three of you a jumble of limbs.

“I love you both so much.” You say exhaustion beginning to set in. As they pull out of you, you lay on the bed, blissfully spent. Bucky rises and goes to the bathroom, he returns with a warm washcloth. Sam kisses you sweetly as Bucky cleans you off. “Just so we're clear. We’re all married. You’re not just married to me.”

“I'm aware my sweet.” Sam says. He pulls you onto his chest, while Bucky spoons with you.

“Get some rest doll. Our little girl needs you well rested “

“Our SON.” Sam corrects as you roll your eyes.

“Goodnight you two.” You say closing your eyes and drifting off into peaceful sleep.

#marvel #bucky barnes #sam wilson #bucky x female reader #sam wilson x y/n

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arcaneyouth · 3 years

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Tell me about one of your ocs. In depth. Just rant about them for a solid 8 paragraphs. Go wild. I know you wanna do that. Everyone does.

You're cool btw. Has anyone ever told you that you're a gem? Cause you are. Your art is adorable and your comics are amazing and you should feel proud of the person you are. You know?

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So I can't talk about any Deathspeaker characters or Lilith or CYOA since I know for sure I AM going to make those/currently am working on them, and I don't wanna give away spoilers... Oh I know exactly who I wanna talk about, I hope talking about 2 characters in depth is fine cause boy you really need to know about both to get the full picture here

SO. Emmet. Emmet's fucking neat as hell. He started out as just a character for another characters backstory and then I decided I wanted to do more with him and now he's the worlds greatest supervillain. To start off though that backstory is important, so let's talk about Thatcher.

Thatcher and Emmet are both from a world of super powered people where everybody's got superpowers. Emmet got his power young, enhanced senses, while Thatcher was more of a late bloomer. Thatcher and Emmet were super good friends, and since it was kind of a dangerous world to live in, Thatcher tended to be pretty protective of Emmet. He was not super good at defending himself and Thatcher knew it. It kind of pissed them off that they didn't have a power to help them out. So imagine how thrilled they were when they finally found out they can time travel. They wanted to test it out, push the limits, see how they can use it to their advantage. Emmet wasn't... super happy about it, and it kind of freaked him out how far they were trying to go with it.

Thatcher of course, didn't listen, too excited about the possibilities. The last text they sent him was "I know what you'll think, but I have to know. I have to know how far I can go with this. I'll be back soon ok" before attempting to jump into a different timeline all together. And hey! They succeeded! But found themself unable to get back at all. They tried so hard to get back for days on end, and just. Couldn't. Thatcher and Emmet will never find a way to see each other again.

So back in Emmet's timeline, he's going through some stuff. His best friend disappeared and hasn't come back in weeks. And then months. And then a year. During that time he's had to deal with how dangerous the world is by himself and he's not good at protecting himself. He's tired. He's angry. Scared and alone, he comes to the realization that maybe. He could be feared. They'd leave him alone then wouldn't they, if he scared them away? So he puts together a costume and makes some tech that will help hold up his facade and keep him safe and a couple months later makes his debut as Prince Machiav.

It is kind of a surprise to everyone including Emmet that he is incredibly good at this whole supervillain thing. He managed to keep everything about himself a mystery, especially his superpower, which is important. If they knew he just has enhanced senses, he wouldn't be very intimidating. But nobody knows exactly what he can do, and every battle with a superhero seems to reveal something new he's able to do (thanks to the help of the technology he's made) and that scares them. They don't know how powerful he can be. And when this dude walks up to you, completely confidident in his every step revealing powers you didn't think he could have, you'd probably freak out too! So Emmet pretty quickly rose to the top.

I honestly haven't developed the actual story past that too much, if you want to explain what I do have for it then let me know, but I'm going to ignore it for now cause I've got something else to talk about. The Parallels. Holy fucking shit the parallels between Emmet and Thatcher.... it's so fucking good. So while Emmet has been becoming the world's greatest supervillain for the last 6 years, it's only been a few months in Thatcher's new timeline and they're establishing themself as the world's most annoying superhero. They got themself a costume (a lunch bag on their head), gave themself a superhero name (Lunch Bag), and just annoyed the shit out of any supervillain they found.

Emmet became a supervillain to protect himself, not really caring about the supervillain aspect, just trying to get people to leave him alone. Lunch Bag became a superhero to protect themself, not caring about the superhero part, just hiding themself hoping no one has to know them for who they are, to get people to leave them alone. Emmet presents himself as fancy and distinguished to make people think he's better than he is. Lunch Bag presents themself as messy and pathetic to make people underestimate them. They're taking the same fucking paths in life, just on opposite sides of the road, and it fucking DESTROYS ME I love it so much.

Thanks for coming to my TEDtalk I love these 2 SO MUCH

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tyunniverse · 4 years

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FRIENDS FOR A DAY (2)

pair: yeonjun x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 2654

parts: 1 | 2

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It had been a long time since Yeonjun felt like this. Sometimes life in general had become too much to bear and the things that used to make him happy weren't working for him anymore. Times spent alone slowly became more frequent for him than times he'd spent with his friends.

He'd skipped the first day, not wanting to go back to that routine life just yet. And towards the start of the day, he would never have imagined meeting you and getting to spend the day doing things that strayed far from any of the schedules he'd previously planned. A breath of fresh air was what he liked to call it, and he had you to thank for that.

Unlike him, everything was new to you; a new city, a new school, new people, and a whole new life ahead. Yeonjun felt a little envious after realizing it when you'd talked more about yourselves during lunch, but after seeing how you seemed to enjoy every single second of your little sight seeing endeavor, he thought that maybe he could also be a part of something new in your life.

Best friends.

You had agreed to be his best friend from today onwards; the pendant around your neck serving as proof. Yeonjun finds his hand wandering over to his pocket, holding on to his old necklace.

Half of a star. He'd bought it a few years back. The necklace had a similar purpose with the one he was wearing now— meant to be worn separately by two different people. In his case, he had bought it as a whole and had decided to keep one half of it still in its case, stashed inside his closet. His reasons for purchasing it never really felt clear even to him but he also wouldn't call it an impulsive decision. Yeonjun liked to think that he'd be able to find a use for it in the future.

"Yeonjun." You call for his attention, pointing at the posters plastered on a random shop's wall. "It says that the annual carnival will be opening tonight. Wanna go?"

Yeonjun grins. Opportunities somehow kept showing up right in front of his doorstep. "Yeah, only if you want to though. Afterall, I'm only the tour guide for today."

"Shut up." You hold back a smile. "Have you been there before?"

Yeonjun repeats the question in his mind. As someone one would consider pretty popular, you'd expect him to be no stranger in hanging out at fun places like an annual carnival, but that's just it. Yeonjun had never visited that Carnival once ever since it opened. His friends had asked him to tag along but something about it just never seemed to make him want to.

"No." Yeonjun answers, scratching the back of his head. "If we end up going then this would be my first time too." The first time he'd actually wanted to go.

"I guess we're going then." You grin and Yeonjun finds himself smiling back. "It says here that the Carnival's just around the corner so it'd probably be okay if we just walked there."

"Yeah."

The two of you make your way to the Carnival. You still had a good amount of time left before it opened so a few quick stops at some stalls along the way didn't do any harm.

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In all honesty, Yeonjun didn't even know when and how he'd ended up holding your hand, laughing his heart off by the time you arrived at the entrance but it all just happened somehow. Was it the when your ice cream cone almost landed straight on his shoe earlier? Or when his hand nearly hit you square in the face when he noticed a bug flying towards you? It could've even been when a group of old ladies started hitting on him at the handbag boutique and all you did was stand there shaking, wanting to laugh your ass off.

No matter what the reason was, he liked this. Somehow, it just felt right.

The two of you pay for the tickets before heading inside. The place was larger than any of you had ever expected, cleaner too. People of all ages were enjoying their carnival experience to the fullest. Children were running around with their guardians following closely behind, couples and groups of friends chatting along and taking pictures— Yeonjun could swear he saw two old men arguing over who gets to take a picture with the mascot first.

"So, which ride do you wanna go on first?" You ask, turning to him.

"Well, how about that one." Yeonjun points at the viking and you feel yourself getting more and more excited.

"NICE—" Before Yeonjun knew it, you were dragging him around to every single ride at the carnival.

You liked to keep count of everytime Yeonjun freaked out while you went on the rides, and Yeonjun liked to do the same. Despite the thrill of being at a carnival keeping you hyped up, there were a few times when you had overestimated your tolerance with being thrown around. Yeonjun nearly puked twice: once at the twister, and a second time on the rollercoaster. Even you were almost a victim by the rollercoaster's loops.

Yeonjun had claimed he was an expert at navigating haunted house attractions, stating, "I've been watching horror movies all my life. Nothing scares me at this point, tbh." True enough, nothing scared Yeonjun except every single ominous decoration and jump scares the haunted house threw at him. You weren't too fond of horror yourself, but you ended up trying to be the brave one after Yeonjun basically clung to you half of the time. It didn't help whenever you freaked out since you ended up losing Yeonjun after he not so subtly abandons you at the slightest suspicious sound. It was a miracle you made it out in one piece.

"Yeah, so, uh, sorry about that." Yeonjun laughs it off the moment you two got out.

"Sure but you should know that I'm never gonna let you live it down." You tell him, smiling widely as you hold up the photos you received from one of the staff. "I got evidence."

Yeonjun snatches the photos from your hands. "Bold of you to assume these'll affect me— oh." It definitely did.

You watch as he slips the photos inside his jacket as if it wasn't obvious enough that he was trying to hide it from you. "Nice try but," You take out another batch of photos and wave it around. "Boom. Two copies."

"Wow, okay."

The two of you ended up laughing at each other before you suggest in trying out the stalls. They say time flies by fast when you're having fun and they couldn't be more right. There had been an unspoken competition between you and Yeonjun of who can win the most prizes and let's just say you weren't about to let yourself lose. By the time you got tired, you had a total of three plushies and a bunch of candy bars stuffed in your pockets and well, Yeonjun had the exact amount of prizes you had.

"Fine. It's a draw for now but only because I'm tired." Yeonjun holds the plushies tighter. "We should really get a bag for this. I wonder if we can get a huge plastic bag somewhere."

"Nah, we can just put em in here." You take off your back pack, opening it wide. "I'm sure it can fit all six of them. They're small enough." You were lucky that they did, finally leaving your hands free.

"Wait." Yeonjun pauses after putting the last of his plushies inside. "How can I be sure you won't just take my plushies for yourself after we leave? I'm pretty easy to distract so—"

"If you forget to get them back then I'll just hand them to you tomorrow at school. You go to HSU too, right?" You tell him.

"Yeah, but how will you contact me?"

"Obviously, we exchange numbers."

Yeonjun blinks. Of course that'd be the simplest solution but still. He'd been talking about staying as friends even after all this but the thought of exchanging numbers hadn't really crossed his mind. He takes out his phone and the two of you quickly added each other as contacts, somehow feeling a bit closer after the exchange.

"While we're at it—" Yeonjun pulls you in closer as he bends down. Only now that you've felt Yeonjun's warmth close to you have you noticed how cold it actually was outside . It takes you a few seconds to register that he wants to take a few selfies.

You bust out a smile and tried to go along with whatever weird faces and poses he did. "Send them to me later." You say after examining the photos. There's one where Yeonjun mimicked a kissing motion near your cheek, making you smile. Who would've expected you two were total strangers up until a few hours ago.

"Got room for one last ride?" Yeonjun asks as you return his phone.

"Yeah, sure. Which one?"

"Don't ask as if you don't know. I'm pretty sure you left this one out on purpose."

Perhaps unconsciously, you did. In every single movie that involved the two characters going to a carnival, for some reason, they always left the Ferris Wheel for last. It's not like you wanted something grand to happen when you ride it, but more like you just wanted to get a good view of the entire carnival before leaving. It seemed like the perfect final attraction.

Yeonjun notices how you've gone quiet and decided to hold your hand, pulling you along. "Let's go before the place closes."

"Okay." You look up at him, nodding.

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The Ferris Wheel ride wasn't all you had expected it to be. It looked pretty slow in the movies but right now? You were about to puke.

"Yeonjun, wait." You hold on to Yeonjun who was sitting opposite to you.

The Ferris Wheel was going too fast to your liking and you started feeling dizzy. Getting a good view of the carnival seemed impossible at this point and looking at your partner made you even more miserable.

Yeonjun was having the time of his life. He loved the feeling in his stomach whenever the ride went down, and the fact that you were lowkey suffering right in front of him made him laugh even harder.

The speed went on for a few more rounds until it finally slows down. Your heart and probably everything else stilled once the ride came to a complete stop just as your car reached the top. "Thank God. I felt like I was going to die."

"Well, you're safe for now." Yeonjun grins, leaning back in his heat. "You wanted to enjoy the view, right? We'll be stuck here for probably about a minute or two so enjoy it while it lasts."

"Yeah." You smile back, looking outside the window.

The winds were colder up there, reminding you of how warm it felt when you stood close to Yeonjun earlier. Yeonjun catches you warming yourself up with your hands and chuckles. He takes off his jacket and hands it over to you. "Here, put this on."

"Thanks." You quickly put his jacket on. Usually you'd go for the polite route and turn him down but if you were going to continue this friendship business then you weren't about to suffer in the cold when the dude's practically handing you a solution.

Yeonjun gives you a little smile before you continue to admire the view. Down there, the lights almost looked like a sea of stars. The music around the place didn't really help set the mood but somehow, the mixture of it along with the laughter and delightful screams of the other visitors made it feel right. After everything that happened today, you felt like it was the right decision to end the day with this breathtaking sight.

And Yeonjun couldn't agree more. The lights below reflected in your eyes in a way that made the atmosphere lighter. He could tell you were happy and right now, that seemed to be enough for him.

The Ferris Wheel began moving. Yeonjun snickers as he felt you grab for his hand, worried that the ride might throw you off once more, but it didn't. The way down was slow, allowing you to enjoy the ride in peace. Your pendant started to shine, reflecting the lights. It reminded him of everything that happened, from the moment you two met and agreed on a friendship that would last for only a day, up until now where he held your hand on the Ferris Wheel after deciding to be friends for real this time. The pendant became the sole proof of that friendship and Yeonjun couldn't help but wonder if the ones he bought a few years back would truly be of any use in the future. But what would it symbolize for? Who knows, he might just give you the other half.

Your car comes to a stop and the doors open. The realization that the day has officially come to an end left you feeling disappointed. Yeonjun squeezes your hand, bringing your attention to him. He gestures for the two of you to get up and you do, finally stepping back on the ground.

Both you and Yeonjun felt that the way back to the entrance was too fast. It really did seem like the two of you wouldn't see each other again despite the fact you went to the same university. The thought felt silly but that's just how the carnival experience gets to you.

"I guess this is it." Yeonjun speaks up first. "You live pretty far from here, right? I can take you home if you want."

"It's okay. My cousin lives nearby and I texted her earlier that I'd be staying over." You tell him, not wanting him to worry. "How about you? Will you be alright on your own?"

"Yeah, definitely." Yeonjun reassures, holding up his hands. "Oh, and by the way. Is it okay if I leave the plushies on your bag for now? I can't exactly carry them on the way back. If it's ok with you."

"Don't worry. You can just take them back tomorrow." You grin and Yeonjun smiles back. "Also, I'm keeping your jacket for now. I'll return it after I clean it up."

"I can work with that." He shouldn't feel this happy but he did. In a way, he was able to find an excuse to meet up with you tomorrow without things getting awkward. Maybe this friendship could work out afterall.

"Thanks for today. Honestly, this was the most fun I've had ever since I got here." You say, taking one last look at him.

I should be the one to thank you. "You know, I have a lot of things I wanna say to you right now but I think I'm gonna wait until I feel like it."

"Huh?"

"Nothing. I'll text you later." Yeonjun gives you a quick pat on the shoulder before running off to the opposite direction. "See you at school! And don't forget to bring the kids!"

You raise a brow. Did he just refer to the plushies as his kids?

He felt dumb, running away from you. The longer he stayed, the more he had trouble leaving, which was new for him. It's been a while since he actually found someone he'd like to hang out with and he was having trouble controlling his excitement. Soon, you'd be able to visit each other's houses, hang out more freely, talk about your days as if it were nothing, and get to know each other more. Honestly speaking, Yeonjun couldn't wait for that day to come but I guess he'll just have to start with tomorrow.

#txt imagines #txt x reader #yeonjun imagines #yeonjun imagine #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun

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tuiccim · 4 years

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Brassy (Part 6)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 1061

Warnings: Mostly fluff, some innuendo

Summary: You and Bucky grow closer.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

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You wake up to a soft knock at your door. Groggy and with eyes that feel like sandpaper, you sit up and call “Come in.”

Bucky comes in with a plate of food. “You slept through lunch. Thought you’d be hungry.”

“What times is it?” You say turning to look at your clock.

“Almost two.” He walks over and sits on a corner of the bed holding out the plate to you.

“Thanks.” You take the plate and put it in your lap. You stare down at it feeling completely awkward. "So, now that's twice in two weeks you've held me while I had a breakdown."

"What can I say? I have a way with women." Bucky smiles at you and touches your cheek.

You smile back for a second but then become serious. "I don't know what I'm doing, Bucky. I think I missed the boat on how to do this. I don't…"

"We'll figure it out." He says.

"I'm scared." You whisper.

"I'm here." Bucky says. "Whatever you need." He pauses for a minute deep in thought and then looks at you. "I just realized, I told you how I felt about you and I'm pushing you to give me a chance but…"

Your heart drops. "But?"

"Do you even like me? I've been such a jerk to you."

You calmly set the plate on your nightstand, take Bucky's face in your hands, and press your lips to his. He responds immediately and you share a sweet, soft kiss.

"Yeah, I like you a little bit." You say and he chuckles.

"Can I take you to dinner tonight? Nothing fancy. Just something casual. Fun."

"Will you take me for a ride on your motorcycle?"

"Yes." Bucky says with a grin.

"Then it's a date." You grin back at him.

Bucky leaves your room and heads to Steve's. When Steve opens the door he says, "Hey. Ready to train?"

"Uh, I need to talk." Bucky says.

Steve backs up and Bucky closes the door behind him. "What's up, Buck?"

"(Y/N)."

"You two finally have an actual conversation?"

"Yeah. I'm surprised we didn't wake everyone last night yelling."

"What is the deal with you and her?"

Bucky explains your exchange leaving out the details of your past and when he's done he says, "She really thought no one could love her. That her only worth is being enhanced."

"Really? She's so confident all the time."

"She puts up a front."

"Yeah. So, you like her?"

"I asked her to give me a chance. She, uh, she said yes to a date tonight."

"That's great, Buck, but are you sure about this? She...she was HYDRA."

"So was I. She told me. I won't hold her past against her if she doesn't hold mine against me."

"Okay."

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Anything, Bucky."

"Can you tell her how you feel about her?"

"Whoa, Buck. I don't feel that way about her." Steve smirks.

"No, punk. I just mean tell her she's your friend and you care about her. I think she needs to hear it." Bucky punches him in the arm.

"How did she agree to a date with a jerk like you?"

"Let's go train. I feel the need to punch you." Bucky heads to the door with Steve following.

A little later you head to the range. You are full of nervous energy and just want to shoot something. Natasha is there already.

“Hey.” She says.

“Hey.” You say back, loading your weapons.

Natasha looks over at you, “You okay?”

“I...Nat, is the team your family?”

Natasha raises an eyebrow at the sudden question. “Where’s this coming from?”

“Bucky said that the team is my family now.”

“Bucky? Bucky said that to you?”

“Yeah, we kinda...I don’t know. Had it out last night. I asked him why he hated me and threw a water bottle at him. He, uh, he told me he liked me and he was jealous of me and Loki and we’re, uh, well,, we’re going on a date tonight.”

“That’s...a lot to digest.” Nat says.

“Sorry.”

“No, it’s good. I wondered if that was why he was so pissed off around you. And, yes. You guys are my family. I’d do anything to make sure everyone was safe and happy.”

You look away and nod. You start fidgeting with your guns again when Nat says, “A date with Bucky.” You look at her to see her smirk.

You can’t help yourself. You smile. “Yeah.”

“Look at the smile! You like him, huh?” Nat sasses.

“I don’t know what I’m doing, Nat! I’ve never dated. It was always just sex and...what the hell am I doing?”

“You’re changing.” Nat smiles at you. “It’s a good thing. I’ve been wondering when you would let yourself go. You hold a lot of yourself in.”

“Don’t we all?” You scoff.

“Yeah, but for you it’s like you can’t accept when someone shows you they care. You always avoid it or run away from it. You’re a part of this family, too, and we all care about you.” Nat gives you a quick hug and leaves you alone to think.

You pick up your gun, take aim, and start shooting. The familiarity feels good, but whatever this feeling is welling up inside of you, feels even better.

At seven o'clock sharp Bucky knocked on your door. You nervously smooth your hair and move to the door. Taking a deep breath, you open it to a smiling Bucky.

"Hi, Doll. Ready to go?"

“Yeah.” Your stomach was nothing but butterflies You are so nervous about this whole thing.

“You look great.” Bucky says.

“Thanks.” You smile and bite your lip. Then you give a little laugh, “I don’t know the last time I was this nervous.”

“I make you nervous?” Bucky says with a little smirk.

“This whole situation makes me nervous.” You laugh as you get on the elevator and head to the garage.

“It’s a situation?” Bucky quirks an eyebrow at you.

“You know what? I know exactly what will make this easier for me. Would you mind helping me out?”

“Anything I can do, Doll.”

“Great.” You grab Bucky’s lapels and pull him down for a kiss. You meld your mouth to his and open to invite him in. He takes no preamble and immediately deepens the kiss backing you into the wall. The elevator arrives at the garage and you finally part.

“Mmm. Thanks. That helped a lot.” You smile up at him.

“That’s, um, yeah. Anytime.” Bucky reaches out to catch the elevator door before it closes again. You slip out under his arm and walk over to his bike.

“You promised to take me for a ride, right?” You were taunting him just a bit.

“Yeah, Doll.” He looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He knows exactly what you are doing. He holds out a helmet to you and you get on the bike behind him. You press your body to his and secure your arms around his waist.

He drives out into the city, weaving in and out of traffic expertly. You recognize where he’s going almost immediately. He stops in front of a diner in Brooklyn.

“I like your choice, Barnes.” You say.

“Barnes? I thought I had graduated to Bucky.”

“Maybe I should come up with my own nickname for you.” You grin at him impishly.

“As long as it’s not asshat.” He says.

“But it fit you so perfectly!” You laugh.

“Not anymore, Doll.” He puts an arm around your shoulders and pulls you to him.

You take a booth in the diner and order your meals. You spend the entire time talking and laughing. He really is easy to talk to and funny. After dinner, he takes you to a bookstore across the street. “You’re always reading something. I thought you’d like this place.”

“Observant.” You quirk a smile.

“Have to be blind not to see that.” He scoffs and you laugh.

You browse for a while occasionally pointing out books or tchotchkes to each other. Afterwards, you head back to Bucky’s motorcycle and he asks, “Are you ready to head back?”

“We can if you want to.”

“I could keep you out all night.” He looks at you with a grin.

“What would Steve think if we broke curfew?” You sass.

“Let’s go for a ride.” Bucky hands you the helmet and you hit the road. Occasionally, Bucky would rev the engine and take some unnecessary risks showing off a little bit and you got a thrill out of it. Eventually he turned the motorcycle into a park and guided it on to what looked like an old bridle path. The ride was bumpy and you made sure to grip him tightly as he made his way. Bucky pulled to a stop in a clearing and cut the engine.

“So, do you often take your dates out to the middle of the woods in the dark?” You laugh.

“We’re in the park. Hardly the middle of the woods. And, no, I don’t.” Bucky chuckles. He pulls a blanket out of one of the saddlebags, grabs your hand, and pulls you into the clearing. He looks up and you follow his lead.

“Oh, wow. Full moon.” You say. Bucky spreads the blanket and holds a hand out to you. You both lay down looking up at the sky.

“Was this a big date back in the 40s?” You joke.

“If I was lucky.” Bucky grins.

“It’s a good date.” You laugh softly. “Nat and I were at the range earlier. I asked her if she considers the team her family and she said yes. She, um, she said I avoid letting people care for me and that I’m family. The team is. And that they all care for me.”

“Nat’s a smart one.” Bucky says as he takes your hand and intertwines your fingers.

“Did you ask her to say that?” You were a little suspicious.

“No.” Bucky sighs, “But, truthfully, I asked Steve to tell you. To just let you know he cares about you. Not as a manipulation, but because I think you need to hear it from people. You need to hear it from the people that do care. That love you. It’s not an easy thing for most people to say.”

You were introspective for a minute and then the words just tumbled out. "I loved my mom. She hated me but she was my mom, ya know? I tried so hard to make her love me and she never could. That's when I gave up. I mean, if your mom can't love you, who will?"

"Do you know where she is?"

"Buried somewhere. I don't know. I don't want to know." You were both quiet for a few minutes.

"(Y/N)?" Bucky turns to you and whispers.

"Yeah?" You look over at him.

"You're beautiful." The way Bucky said it, you knew he didn't just mean physically. The way he looked at you almost made you want to cry.

"So are you, Bucky." You whispered back. He was chipping away at the hard shell around your heart. And you didn't want him to stop.

It was late when you finally made it to the tower and Bucky walked you to your bedroom door. He gives you a slow, sweet kiss.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Doll."

"Good night." Your smile stays with you until you fall asleep.

Part 7

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morgansunflower · 3 years

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Our Boy's

FemBruce/Clark

Brianna Wayne, finds that she is pregnant with twin's the father of her children non other than Superman

I sat in the Bat-cave feeling, abdominal pain, my breast hurt, nausea and I'm so tired. Dick, Barbara, Tim, Cassandra and Stephanie keeping Gotham from falling into complete and utter chaos. I hear Clark walk in he put his hand on mine. I stood grunting knowing his intentions are to comfort me

"where do you think you're going?" he asked with you genuine worried tone

I raise my eyebrow at him, why would he ask something so ridiculous "patrol"

"no you're not feeling well and I don't want you risk getting hurt" he demanded

"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, Clark" I snapped at him

"no you're not Brianna I will not let you go on patrol" he ordered "it's too dangerous!"

I continued walking he stood in front of me. I folded my arms he stood his ground

"get out of my way Clark!" I demanded

"no!" I harshly said

He stood his ground I grunted. I stepped around him he grabbed my arm

I glare at the man I love "Clark get off of me!"

He had pure determination to not let me leave "I'm not letting you go! You are at a delicate stage and I'm not going to lose you and the baby's!"

Baby's?! "what the hell are you talking about?!"

"Bri, I didn't want you to find out this way but you're pregnant" he softly said

"no there's absolutely no possible way I could be, we we're safe" I'm in complete denial

"sometimes miracles happen" he said with a genuine smile

I shook my head. I walked to the scanner running test. I'm pregnant! With twins!

I hit Clark's arm "you bastard this is all your fault!"

"my fault your the one who came to my house drunk!" he defended

"exactly I was in intoxicated state and you took advantage of me!"

"Brianna, it was not like that and you know that I love you!"

"unfortunately because of this mishap I must temporarily resign from the League"

"I will tell them" he softly suggested

"you will not tell them of my condition"

"Brianna this isn't such a bad thing.. I'm happy"

"easy for you to say, Clark"

He kissed my head I wouldn't look at him. I'm pregnant with twin's. I don't know what I feel. Happy? Scared? Love?

"everything's going to be fine honey I promise"

I grunted in response. Everyone walked in returning from patrol. Cassandra put her hand on my shoulder I cleared my throat.

"something wrong Bri?" Dick asked

I glared at, Clark he sighed

"kid's Brianna and I have news she's pregnant.. with twins"

Alfred dropped his platter, Dick laughed wall clapping his hands, Jason's eye's wide open and he curses, Cassandra looked at me with soft smile, Tim's jaw dropped, Stephanie laughed enthusiastically, Barbara smiled. I grunted. Afterwards I walked upstairs to my room. I sat on my bed. I hear the door open seeing Alfred with a platter on the platter fruit and a glass of water. He put the platter on my nightstand

"I know this must have come as a shock to you Alfred. I am shocked as well I did not intend for this to happen"

"mistress Brianna I am only thrilled beyond word's could speak. Though I will admit I'm worried about you taking the time you need to take care for yourself. I would highly advise you to let Master Kent stay here"

I remain silent as Alfred left the platter I ate the fruit. I heard the door knocking

"yes?"

Cassandra walked in she sat next to me she touched my shoulder. I held her hand

"I'm fine, Cass"

She kissed my head 'goodnight mother' she said using sign language

I gently nodded she left. I laid in bed trying to sleep only thinking about Clark wishing I would have treated him better than I did. Maybe having two baby's in our life would be a what we need. Month past Clark and I only saying a few words. I ate my lunch at a restaurant with my best friend Diana who as become like a sister to me. She was the first person I contacted to tell of my pregnancy.

"how are you sister?"

"I am well Diana"

"Brianna, I hope I'm not too bold to ask you this but have you and Kal been having troubles"

"of course not we have never been happier" I said trying to sound pleasant

"then why do you look as if you are lost"

I grunted drinking my water

"perhaps you should speak with him" she said

She's right I need to speak with him we've been so distant. I've been distant. I sat on my bed I asked Alfred to get Clark I heard a knock on my door

"come in"

Clark walked in "Alfred said you needed me"

I took a deep breath "you remember what you asked me"

"uh I've asked you a lot of things is there something in particular that you are referring to?"

"perhaps you would remember the fountain, the petals you got down on your knee asking for my hand in marriage you said 'Brianna I love you I want to spend the rest of my life with you' and I said 'I need to think about it'"

I looked at Clark tears falling from my face he knelt down in front of me

"well I've thought about it.. Yes, yes I will marrie you"

He gently picked me up he kissed me I started crying tears of joy

"honey what's wrong?"

I smile with my tears "nothing, absolutely nothing"

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Let the Ghosts Watch | Jack 'Whiskey' Daniels x Reader

I know it's not a Star Wars character but I came up with this idea and had to write it, plus I love me one evil cowboy 😎🤠 so, here's a Halloween fic from yours truly 😊

Have a happy Halloween!! Stay safe and have fun!!

Word count: 1,043

Warnings: NSFW, slight smut, lingerie, sensual touching, annoying ghosts

Also I'll put a slight morbidity warning, just in case (reader wants to fuck in the middle of a graveyard) sorry I'm a horror nerd and you can't stop me

also credit to the gif creator, I don't remember who it was so please don't come after me

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"Remind me why we're doing this again, darlin'?"

"Because Halloween is right around the corner and this is something spooky and fun."

You dragged your fiance along down the small paved path, one hand in his, the other holding a flashlight. You had somehow convinced him to come with you out to the middle of nowhere at two in the morning.

"Ya'know, most people would think you're off your rocker for wanting to do somethin' like this," he said, the lantern he was carrying bumping against his leg.

"Are you implying I'm crazy?" You asked, stopping and turning to face your cowboy, a mischievous smirk on your face.

Jack rocked his head back and forth, thinking. He raised the lantern to his hip, the LED light illuminating your faces in the pitch blackness. "Well if you are, there's no one else I'd rather be crazy with," he flirted, his southern drawl keeping you on your toes with every word.

"Takes one to know one," you sassed, pecking a kiss on his cheek, "c'mon."

You walked hand in hand further down the path until you made it to the clearing. Headstones stuck out of the ground eerily, each one marking the place of a soul laid to rest. The moonbeams only provided a minimal amount of light, the fact that it was chilly meant that there was a thin layer of fog lifted a few feet off the ground. It looked like a snapshot out of a horror movie, and God did it thrill you. You heard Jack curse under his breath from beside you and you giggled.

"Cmon, I know the perfect place," you weaved Jack through the gravestones, heading for a specific part of the cemetery. "What I wanna know is how you found out about this place, sugar," Jack said, his voice carrying through the clearing. You turned again, walking backwards as you talked. "Shh, you'll scare the ghosts," you whispered, "and I told you, my friend told me that she used to go here every Halloween with her friends to get scared shitless."

"What makes you think I wanna get scared shitless?" Jack replied, sarcasm thick in his tone. You laughed quietly again. "We won't, it's fine."

You finally both made it to the spot, a quartz bench underneath a large oak tree. Jack set the lantern on the ground and you put your flashlight next to you as you both sat down. "We don't have to stay long, I just want to try something," you stated, leaning into his side. Jack reflexively out his arm around you and pulled you close, his hat brushing your head as he pressed a kiss to your hair. "What's that?"

You gave him a playful smirk before leaning in and kissing him passionately. His lips moulded to yours, the intensity of the kiss building fast. You turned to straddle the bench, one hand teasing it's way into his hair the other beginning to stroke his inner thigh. Jack reciprocated your affections, one of his hands firmly gripping your hip, the other resting gently on the side of your neck.

The adrenaline kicked in and you smiled into the kisses, your tongues now mingling together. You moved your hand to rest over Jack's groin where you could feel him half hard, giving him a gentle squeeze, making him jump.

"Whoa, hold your horses there, sweet pea," he said with a smile. "Is this what you were planin' the whole time?" You batted your eyelashes innocently, giving him the answer without even having to speak. He shook his head in amusement, still smiling wide. "You are on a whole 'nother level, are you sure about this?"

"Yes," you pleaded, "it'll be hot. Here this might help."

You grabbed under your sweater and pulled it off in one graceful swoop, revealing a sheer black bra with bat designs on it. Jack's eyebrows raised as he took in your exposed upper half, watching your nipples harden through the fabric. The same mischievous smirk forming on his lips.

"In that case.." he said, he straddled the bench and faced you, pushing you to lay down. Luckily the bench was long and wide enough to accommodate both of your bodies. Jack's warm lips placed searing kisses down your jaw onto your neck where he stopped to suck and nibble on your skin. You ran your hands down his chest and slipped them under his shirt, your cold fingers running up his back.

You both heard a few twigs snap several yards away and your heads snapped to look in that direction. "What was that?" Jack asked first. You shrugged. "Probably just some nosey ghosts," you pulled his face to look back at you, "if they're so curious, let 'em watch."

You pulled Jack back to you, your lips meeting in a series of heated kisses. Jack ground his clothed erection down on you, your heat absorbing the friction from your jeans. You rocked your hips together, gaining pleasure from just the pressure and movement.

You were interrupted again but this time by the lantern light flickering a few times before going out completely, which would have been normal if not for the fact that you had put brand new batteries in it before you left. Along with the sound of footsteps crunching on leaves nearby when you knew for sure there was no one else besides you and Jack.

The two of you froze, locking eye contact with each other, knowing that wasn't normal.

"Guess the ghosts are jealous since they can't get laid anymore," you stated. Your observation was followed by a cold wind that whistled through the trees and sent a chill down your spine, you both felt like you were being watched.

"You wanna take this back to the house?" You whispered. Jack quickly nodded his agreement, the two of you now thoroughly creeped out. He helped you put your sweater back on and you both grabbed your light sources, jogging back down the path, hands intertwined.

"Just so we're clear, we are picking up where we left off once we get to the house," he commented. "I'm counting on it," you replied.

Let's just say the dead missed out on one hell of a show.

#halloween fic #kingsman the golden circle #jack whiskey daniels #jack whiskey daniels x Reader

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