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ughkat · 1 year ago

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hey! i would love if you could write something where dom!luke has had enough of female readers teasing and how she refuses to obey him. including bratting from the reader, lots of praise and degradation, and maybe some edging as punishment? then super sweet aftercare at the end? :)

a/n: sorry these requests are taking so long! like i said ive been super busy these holiday months, but im trying to slowly work my way back into writing :-) hope u like *muah*

brat - l.r.h

cw: smut, doggy, unprotected sex, dom!luke, rough sex, edging, cursing, aftercare, spanking, creampie?¿

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italics = text message

"Long day at work today. Missing your pretty face."

I grinned uncontrollably at Luke's sweet words, laid out lazily on our messy bed.

I was bored with nothing to do while Luke did his duties at work. Having already finished up the house work; cleaning, laundry, I was left to my own devices, giving me an hour and a half until Luke's arrival home.

I was curled up in our sheets, in only a loose fitting T-shirt and panties, thinking of ways to tackle my boredom until my boyfriends shift ended.

In my brainstorming, I bit my lip mischievously, as a cheeky light bulb went off in my head. I re-read Luke's text a few times before opening my camera app, pulling my shirt up ever so slightly to expose my underboobs and cleavage. I giggled softly and the thought of my actions consequences, as Luke was at his place of work and wouldn't be able to handle himself.

I snapped a few risqué photos, some of my chest just barely covering my nipples, some of my whole body from a higher angle. I went back to our message thread, sending Luke only one picture at a time.

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"Missing you too :)"

I bit my lip nervously as I waited for his response, his reaction time being quicker than I was expecting. Luke read my message, letting a few minutes pass before responding.

"I'm at work, love."

I immediately recognized his flat tone over text, laughing internally at how quickly I could make him crumble. I swiftly selected another photo before sending my next message.

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"I thought you missed me?"

I watchted as the three dots danced on my screen, disappearing and reappearing over and over as Luke frantically searched for his words.

"You better stop."

My leg bounced anxiously, yet I was filled with excitement. I could tell the mood I was slowly pushing him into. I sent one more photo before Luke had to tend back to his work.

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"Or what?"

Luke responded quickly.

"Such a brat. Just wait till I get home."

I giggled at Luke's obvious frustration, glancing at the time and noting the 15 minutes until the end of his shift. I closed my phone and melted back into the bed, my mind wandering to the possibilities of what would happen once Luke got home.

I jolted from my seat slightly at the sound of jingling keys unlocking the front door. My heart couldn't help but pick up its pace with intriguing fear. I decided to keep my place in the room, letting Luke find his way to me.

I listened carefully as he entered our home, kicking his shoes off and making his way around the flat. I bit my cheek nervously as I hear his heavy footsteps approach our bedroom.

He opened the door calmly, looking at me with narrow eyes. I looked up at him, twirling my thumbs in my hands. I couldn't help but let a small giggle escape my lips. Luke's eyes widened as he approached me, his tall frame towering right over mine on the bed.

"You think it's funny?" He spoke deeply, slowly leaning down to my face and placing two hands on the bed on each side of me. I smirked slightly, giving him a small shrug. He laughed through his nose.

"You like being a brat? Teasing me at work with your little pictures?" He growled into my ear. His hot breath against my skin sending chills down my neck.

"What are you gonna' do about it?" I teased, tilting my head. He looked at me briefly before standing back up.

"Up." He ordered abruptly, motioning with his hand for me to stand up. I stood up slowly, keeping my eye contact with him.

"Turn around." He growled. My knees hit the bed as I turned the other way, my back facing him. He quickly pushed on my back, making my chest and stomach hit the bed, emitting a small gasp from me. He leaned his body over mine, speaking deeply into my ear.

"Wanna act like a brat, get treated like one." I could hear the smile in his voice as his hands trailed to my bare rear side, only covered ever so slightly by my skimpy underwear.

With no warning, I felt a sharp smack against my bare cheek, making me squeal. He ran his hand over the spot before bringing it down again sharply, making me jump with a whimper.

"Like being treated like my slut, baby?" He cooed, watching my abused cheek grow redder by the second. I nodded frantically, my words caught in my throat.

"I can't hear you, doll." He smirked. I whimpered once more, squirming under his touch.

"I love being your slut, Lu." I muttered through my lips, turning my head slightly towards him.

"That's my good girl." He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, "Get up." He assisted me getting up from my stomach, pulling my by my arm back on to my feet.

"Knees." He spoke simply, placing a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him as I slowly lowered myself to my knees, eye level to his bulging slacks. He brought a hand to his zipper and button, keeping one on my head. I watched in awe as he slowly brought his waistband down, exposing his throbbing member.

"Lemme see that pretty mouth, doll." He tilted his head, bringing his hand down and running a thumb over my bottom lip. I opened my mouth slightly, inviting his calloused finger inside. His thumb pushed through my lips, exploring my wet tongue and mouth adoringly. I looked up at him through my lashes as he watch my lips wrap around his finger warmly.

"Fuck." He groaned through his teeth, bringing his tip to my lips.

I stuck my tongue out, pushing my head forward to take him in my mouth fully. He placed two hands on my head, tossing his head back and he pushed himself fully into my throat, making my choke slightly.

"So fuckin' warm, baby." He ran his fingers through my hair before gripping it tightly, beginning to guide my head himself. I followed his oace with my own neck, bobbingback and forth steadily. He noticed my eagerness to speed up and let out a chuckle.

Luke gripped my head tightly, swiftly picking up his pace to throat fuck me. Tears began to pool at the corners of my eyes as I gagged and choked on his length.

"That it baby? You like getting your throat fucked like a good slut?" He growled as his shaft repeatedly hit the back of my throat, saliva dripped down my chin and neck. He watched as my mascara ran down my cheeks, I gripped his thighs tightly for support.

Luke pulled himself from my mouth abruptly, pulling my back to my feet by my biceps. I panted and my breathing was staggered as he assisted in moving me to the bed, roughly tossing my on my stomach. He swiftly pulled my panties down, pushing the underside of my knees to prop my ass up.

"Such a pretty pussy." He cooed from behind me, he sat perched on his knees, running his hands on the underside of my thighs. I squirmed and whimpered in desperation, the chill air hitting my wet mound. Luke slowly ran his middle finger down my slick folds, bringing it to his mouth right after.

"So wet for me, doll." He teased.

"Lu.. Please." I begged into the sheets, my heat throbbing for attention. He let out a chuckle as my eagerness.

"Please what?" He tilted his head, "What do you want, doll?" I let out a frustrated sigh.

"Please. Touch me. Anything. Fuck me." My words were scattered, Luke's dominance had numbed my brain.

"Do you deserve it?" heaven smirked as he spoke, "Teasing me all day like a brat, should I let you cum?" He spoke with a smart-ass tone. I groaned loudly, kicking my foot with frustration.

"Please, Luke. I need you." I whined. He chuckled softly before bringing two fingers to my wet folds, running them up and down before pushing then into my entrance abruptly. I let out a gasp as his touch, my hands gripping the sheets tightly.

"This what you wanted, love?" He spoke deeply, picking up his fingers pace, keeping his free hand on my bare cheek. I nodded frantically, unable to use my words.

"Mm, yes. Fuck." I whimpered. Luke continuously pumped two fingers in and out of my entrance, the sound of my wetness colliding with his fingers filling the room.

He stood up on his knees, keeping his fingers in me, as he lined his tip up with my entrance. With no warning, his fingerd were quickly replaced with his throbbing member, continuing the same quick pace his fingers once were. I let out a squeal at the sudden feeling, making Luke chuckle from behind me. He grabbed my wrists, binding them behind my back with one hand, placing his other hand on my hip, gripping tightly.

"Was thing your goal? Huh?" He growled between thrusts, "Act like a brat all day so I come home and fuck you like a slut?". I moaned loudly in response, my words jumbled in my throat.

"I cant hear you." He spoke, leaning down closer to my ear.

"Y-yes." I whimpered, "I love being your slut." I choked out between moans.

"Y'sound so pretty trying to take my cock." He growled. Luke quickened his pace, his hips smacking against my ass roughly, my rearside skin turning red.

"M'god, Luke. Fuck." I whined loudly into the sheets, Luke's shaft hitting my walls quickly and repeatedly.

"You done being a brat?" He spat, bringing a quick hand down to my cheek. I squealed in response, nodding my head.

"M-mhm." I whimpered. "I'm your good girl." Luke chuckled.

"Atta girl."

I began to shake, feeling my walls clench against his member.

"Don't cum till I say." I muttered, watching himself go in and out of my abused hole. I whined, arching my back.

"Please, Lu. Need to cum." I cried out. His pace remained fast and hard.

"Not yet, doll." He smirked. His edging drove me crazy, chills being sent throughout my whole body feeling like electricity. My eyes rolled back in my head at the overstimulation.

"Should I let you cum, baby? You deserve it?" He teased softly. I nodded frantically.

"Beg." He spoke deeply. His thrusts numbing my mind, I tried to gather my words.

"Lu, please. I'll be a g-good girl. P-please let me cum." I whimpered a series of pleads.

"Hmm." He hummed, his teasing becoming agonizing.

"Fuck, Luke, please." I whined. He let out a devious laugh before speaking.

"Cum for me, doll. Cum all over my cock.".

Immediately, his words signaled my release, making me shake beneath him. I almost collapsed onto my stomach before Luke wrapped an arm around my waist, holding me up as he continued his fast thrusting. I shook as he continued to fuck me hard and fast for his own climax, the pleasure was overwhelming.

"Fuck." He let out various curses and grunts as he reached his climax, gripping my hips tightly before slowly pulling back out.

He released his grip on me, letting me fall gently to my stomach on the bed. He rolled onto his back, moving beside me as we took a minute of silence to catch out breath.

Luke turned his head to me, moving a tuft of hair out of my face. My eyes opened lazily, metting his bright blue ones.

"You okay?" He smiled warmly. I closed my eyes again with a tired smile, nodding gently. He leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on my cheek, then my forehead. He leaned back again, admiring my messy and clammy features.

"You're so pretty." He said in an almost childlike manor, making me giggle.

"I look crazy." I rolled my eyes, aware of my freakish appearance after my hard pounding.

"I think you look pretty. My pretty girl." He ran the back of his fingers of my cheek as we laid together in comfortable silence, taking in each others company. His hands trailed all over my upper body, soothing me after the overwhelming events that had just taken place.

"I'll be right back." Luke abruptly sat up, pulling his boxers back on before exiting our bedroom. I laid content in our bed, continuing to catch my breath as Luke disappeared.

He returned quickly with two water bottles and various snacks from our kitchen, making me giggle.

Luke returned to his place beside me in bed, handing me a water bottle. I sat up, criss cross, taking a sip from the bottle. Luke grabbed me swiftly by my hips, pulling me into him, my back to his chest.

"I love you, doll." I murmured into my neck, placing a lazy kiss on my shoulder.

"I love you." I giggled

I sighed at the comfort of him, his touch and presence bringing me a feeling of safety that I had never felt before.

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starythewriter · 1 year ago

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KINKMAS DAY 9 OLIVER QUEEN x you

kinkmas day 9

TW:this is for mature and all readers over the age of 18 ONLY

if you are a minor get off my page.

A/N: hope yall enjoy!! ive got many more stories on the way.

you and oliver were gonna go on a date today, but first you had to do some business with natasha, thanos was back, you found him near a jungle, your witch skills were coming in handy, natasha set up some drones with bombs, missiles and some surprises, shrotly after you started a spell, you summoned purple magic chains and casted them to tie down thanos, he yelled snapping his fingers, everyone got blasted away. natasha threw some drones, she got onto one of the trees and into a starship that was gignatic she shot missiles with a net shocking thanos, before you could cast a stun spell he reversed time.

now he threw an energy wave, which hit natasha, she dropped and fainted, you quickly flew over to the ship to heal her, wanda, came along "im here now lets go" she said as she threw fire balls are thanos.

after a couple minutes wanda was coughing up blood, thanos had a grasp. but natasha was back now, she launched a missile with 25 other smaller missiles, he got pushed back, you threw boulders at him, soon he spawned robots that started to shoot at the drones, starships, "help!!" screamed wanda. "here hold on" you said, trying to get her onto the starship, but wanda was crying, coughing up blood, you were speechless and scared, "ahhh" you yelled as you got hit with a laser.the both of you fell down, but natasha used her titanium sword which was able to repel the affects of thanos, releasing wanda from his grasp, shortly after wanda picked up air, and she lauched a tornando at him, sending him a couple feet back.

you were hurt, but slowly recovering, you released 2 clones to fight for you while you were recovering, a green starship pulled up shooting at thanos it was oliver, he shot a green arrow at his skull, thanos yellwed as he fell, he quickly sent another shock wave, you performed a new spell taking controll of his mind.

wanda threw firre balls, he quickly snapped back and sent a magical red chain holding onto everyone but oliver, oliver shot him again and sent a rocket releasing everyone from the chains, soon another starship bigger then all of the ones there combined, it dropped a gigantic missile, you all moved away.

thanos was close to giving in, wanda kept throwing fire balls along with throwing a tower over him, but thanos released a eletric shockwave that kept disrupted you spell, you threw new spells to freeze thanos's, arms, you and wanda threw together a spell now thanos was coughing up blood, oliver threw new bombs causing thanos to fall. before, oliver could give a fishing blow.

but thanos snapped his away out of things.

you all thanked eachother, everybody dispersed, but you and oliver stayed together, you used a spell to teleport with him to his home. it was beautiful. "Y/N you are beyond beautiful so handsome" you smirked, he gave you a soft kiss, while you rubbed your hands up and down his abs. "love these, they are rock hard" you said kissing his abs.

"ride me" he whispered into your ear, you shivered, you quickly undressed as he did, you got ontop of him and started grinding. "fuck, your already gonna make me come" you smirked, going faster. "do some sexy witch stuff darling" you lit some candles afar from the room, you moaned as oliver grabbed you harder. you started to draw symbols across his abs. "fuck, your so beyond sexy" you held you tighter, you felt his dick pulsing.

"Y/N, fuck… you have me pulsing, you make me feel so much bliss…. I cannot put it into words"

"thank you oliver." "someones dick is pulsing" you said with a smirk. he moaned being at your mercy. you loved this power you had over oliver, "fuck… your fingers feel so good on my skin and your insides are just… bliss" you moaned louder as oliver praised you. "should I claim you" "yes fuck yes" you smiled, slowlt drawing symbols he felt a slight but pleasurable pain. "there you go your all mine oliver" you smirked he gave you a kiss as he came undone, you kissed back. "that was so good Y/N" you slowly got up to remove yourself but oliver said "no please stay on" you smiled and gave him a kiss, you continued to give eachother small little kisses.

THE END.

#send in concepts #smutty #smut #oliver queen x you #oliver queen x reader #oliver queen #marvel fanfiction #marvel smut #dc comics #dc universe #kinkmas 2023 #kinkmas #day 9

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rommahh · 3 years ago

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{this show was off the walls. He looked so good. And the energy was just??}

You stood uncomfortably at your flights gate with Harry. After being with Harry for five shows, your anxiety had reached a peak leaving you to be faced with one of your worst panic attacks before the St. Louis show. Harry didn’t want you to feel so much mental pressure so he suggested that you go home, he even bought you a ticket without consulting with you.

Your shoulders were tense as you stood rigid next to Harry. You were beyond upset and sad. You felt like a burden who being sent away to make everyone else feel better.

“Love, it will be ok. I’ll see you in two weeks for the Nashville show.” Harry comments watching your face scrunch up withholding the tears. “I just want you to see your therapist for a few days.”

“I don’t wanna go. It was one panic attack. Ive done fine every other night and on the bus.” You huff not making eye contact with Harry. “You’re just sending me away.”

Harry feels his heart break in two. “That’s not-“

“We are now welcoming our first class passengers.” He was cut off by the attendant. You grab your duffle on the ground, opening your phone to the electronic ticket. You moved to get in the line but Harry was quick to grab your arm to stop you. You couldn’t stop the tears from welling in your eyes at the look of hurt on his face.

“You’re not even gonna say goodbye?” He whispers.

“Why should I? You said it for me when you purchased the ticket without even talking to me about it. I’ll call you when I land, I love you and goodbye.” You snatched your arm away, rushing to the slowly growing line of passengers.

Harry watched in defeat as you trudged onto the bridge that boarded onto the plane. You felt those traitorous tears push past the surface, your feet feeling like they were dragging behind you- wanting you to go back to your heart.

The entire flight home was painful. All hours spent on the flight looking lifelessly out of the window. Harry put you in first class but none of the comfortable perks could make you happy.

It was weird to walk back into your home with no one there walking in with you or even waiting for you. The house was dark and quiet and you felt scared to even be in the stupid beach side mansion all alone. Times like this made you regret moving in with Harry. This house only felt like home when he was there, any other time felt like your own personal solitary confinement.

Hey lovie, hope you’re flight went well. Having groceries delivered to the house for you. I love you and miss you. Xxx H.

You scoffed. That anger from before bubbling within you. He misses you? You left him on read, the pettiness easing the anger.

Harry’s eyebrows shot up at the small read notification under his sent message. He waited a few moments thinking maybe you just forgot to press send. Minutes turned to hours and hours turned into the next day.

You sat at the dining room table watching the waves eat up the sand and pull granules away at a time. Your laptop sat in front of you after you finished a telehealth therapy appointment. A ring sounded from the laptop signaling that someone was FaceTiming you.

Harry’s icon popped up in the corner of the screen. You hesitated before answering. You couldn’t bare to look at yourself in the camera knowing you looked a mess. Your eyes swollen from the sobbing during therapy. Harry thought you looked beautiful nonetheless.

“Good morning baby.” He broke the silence.

“Hi.” Was all you could muster. This wasn’t the two of you. You both would normally fill a space with sound and giggles and now it was just silence.

“How did you sleep?” He asks. He looked as disheveled as you. Hair messy, face red and puffy.

“Fine.” You didn’t look at him, playing with the frayed edges of your Live on Tour hoodie. Harry huffed in frustration.

“Is this how it will be from now on?” He snapped. Your head snapped up out of shock.

“You’re getting at me like somethings my fault!” You snapped back.

“Well, we didn’t leave on the right foot.”

“You sent me away!” You retaliate.

“No, I did not. You had a panic attack before I went on stage. I had to come on stage late because I was consoling you.”

You flinched at his comment and tone of voice.

“So it’s my fault? I can’t control the panic attacks. It wasn’t like I conjured one up for attention.” His lack of response broke you. “Really?”

“No, I don’t think you did it for attention but it’s a lot Y/N. I want to take you on tour with me but it’s a lot for me and you know it’s a lot for you.” He tries. His words hurt though. You’ve felt like a burden your entire life and to feel that way because of the love of your life hurts even more.

“Ok. Um, I have to go.” You choke out. Harry shakes his head, the weight of his words catching up with you.

“I didn’t mean it in that way. I love you and I only want to protect you.”

“Yeah, protect me by sending me away when things get tough. I’m sorry for being a burden Harry.” You hang up before he could get the last word in.

Harry sat on his hotel bed shocked. He doesn’t know how things escalated the way they did. He made her feel like a burden. His body racks with sobs as he thinks of how his love must be feeling.

The day of Harry’s Philly show you felt uneasy. You didn’t like not being with Harry. You got so used to your preshow rituals with him. It hurt to be left out after being so involved.

Harry felt the same way. His regret evident in the way that he couldn’t stop blowing up your phone with short apologies and messages. He woke up alone in the hotel room on the day of a show feeling like utter crap.

His stomach was in knots and his heart couldn’t stop pounding. Normally before a show you both would share a light meal and have small discussions about nothing. You both would take silly selfies together or watch tiktoks. But now it was just Harry.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket, impulsively clicking your contact to face time.

“Pick up, pick up, pick up…” He mutters. He lets out a sigh of relief when your face reveals.

“Hi, Harry.” You murmur, your face squished into a pillow, his pillow because it smells good.

“Hi-hi baby.” He stutters fidgeting in his seat.

“What do you need?”

“I need you. You’re not a burden. I want you here, not there but here. I have a show in a few hours and all I can think about is how you’re not here with me.” He cries. You sit up in the bed, tearing up watching your boyfriend cry. His shoulders shook with the sobs that wracked through his chest.

“Harry, please breathe. Your gonna hurt yourself.” You try to calm him down but can tell it’s not working.

“Come back.” He whimpers.

“I-I think I’m going to stay home until Nashville. We both need a breather from each other and I know I need to see my psychiatrist and probably get some new anxiety medication. Which will take the two weeks to kick in you know?” You reason. Harry wiped his face of tears nodding understandingly.

“Ok. I miss you though. I fucked up horribly by making you feel less than. I know you’re not a burden and I’d do anything for you. The stress of tour is starting to weigh on me and I took it out in you when I shouldnt have. I also thought I was keeping you safe by sending you home, but I shouldn’t have done that. Because we are a team, I shouldn’t be making choices for you.”

“Thank you for apologizing. I understand why you did what you did. You were trying to protect me, I know. I love you Bubby.” Harry felt his world come back together at the nickname, a signal that you two would be alright. “You have a show in like three hours, you need to get ready. Eat some food, drink water please, and I’ll go and scroll through TikTok and send you all of my faves ok?”

“Ok. Thank you for being everything to me. I couldn’t do what I do today if I didn’t have you in my life.” Harry’s sincerity made your heart swell.

“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. We will be alright. Now go!” You urged him to hang up the phone. He gave you one last smile before hanging up.

Watching Harry through some Instagram live wasn’t what you had planned for but it felt good to see him. He even wore the outfit you picked out with Harry lambert, the blue and pink paying homage to fine line. You’re heart gushes when he tells the crowd that he’s feeling really happy.

The next day you have another therapy appointment with your regular therapist, you even phone in Harry to join the call. You felt warm on the inside as your therapist reassured that you and Harry’s relationship was on the right path. She even said that you and Harry were meant to be together.

She didn’t have to tell Harry that for him to already know that information. I mean he had the ring sitting in his pocket to prove it.

#harry styles angst #harry styles x y/n #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles love on tour #hslot #harry styles fic #harry styles

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from-a-reckless-writer · 3 years ago

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iv. couch.

read on ao3

To Lena: r u busy??? U didnt answer my calls. Dinner later?

To Lena: my place.

To Lena: Or yours! Can totally go to urs. If u want.

To Lena: Lena????

To Lena: where are u??

To Lena: Answer my calls

To Lena: Pls?

Kara rounds the corner of her hallway, keys bitten, dangling from her lips, as she types with both hands. Her 67th text message of the day to an MIA Lena Luthor sent. She fails to notice the creature lurking around the front of her door; dark fur shining under the cheap LED lights of Kara’s corridor.

She’s still deeply absorbed in her phone with worry, in the middle of jamming her keys in with one hand, when something furry brushes against her legs and Kara yelps.

She pulls the knob clean out of the wood in shock, her phone dropping to the floor loudly, the cat doing a duet with her with a startled yowl of her own.

Heart hammering and adrenaline racing, Kara looks down and sees the cat for the first time.

“Oh! Oh!” she gasps, “I didn’t see you there, buddy. I’m sorry for startling you!! I didn’t mean it.”

The door knob clatters loudly to the ground as it falls out of her grasp. And Kara sheepishly feels guilty for the hole in her door. But the cat meows loudly, catching her attention, as if in response to her apology.

She crouches down low, and reaches out a hand to touch the furball. She snaps a quick pic, sends it to Lena and pockets her phone.

To Lena: KITTY!!

“Oh, oh come here,” she coos, “where’s your collar? How’d you get here huh?”

The cat reminds her of Streaky. The first stray who ever took to her kindly. Although upon closer inspection, Kara realizes this one has striking emeralds for eyes, Streaky’s eyes were a more softer blue.

The cat surprisingly seems friendly, immediately leaning into Kara’s touch. Nosing at the inside of Kara’s wrist and it’s such a familiar gesture but she can’t seem to remember why.

And...oh, a small rumbling echoes through Kara’s palm!

Oh, they’re purring!

Kara doesn’t know how long she stays there crouched low exactly, but eventually, she stands up, takes her hand away, and picks up the damaged doorknob.

“Well, time for you to go home now, buddy,” she tells them, giving their head one last pat before dusting off her hands on her jacket.

“Go on, shooo. Shoo. Go home. I’m sure your human is looking for you.”

But the cat remains unmoving. It looks like they’ve decided to sit firmly in front of Kara’s doorstep, casually licking a paw, as if waiting for Kara to open her door.

“Are you actually waiting for me to open my door?” Kara makes a mental note to thank Rao that none of her neighbors can see her trying to hold a proper conversation with a cat.

“Look, kitty,” she says firmly, “I’m not your human.”

The cat just blinks owlishly at her. Eyes too green, too intelligent and-

Kara makes up her mind.

She turns her face skywards, takes a deep breath (This will probably backfire, she already knows. But she's always had a soft spot for strays.) and then she pushes her door wide open.

The cat races inside, cutting through Kara’s legs and almost tripping her.

“Well, somebody’s excited,” Kara mutters under her breath, she watches the cat head for her living room couch; watches as they pause all of a sudden, changes course and jumps onto Kara’s coffee table instead.

Where the cat then proceeds to knock down everything in close vicinity, even the picture frame of her and Lena together.

“Hey! No! Bad kitty-”

But the cat is already hopping down from her pedestal, landing on the frame directly.

And then things get weird.

The cat proceeds to stomp all over it, meows loud, like really loud; insanely loud for a cat their size.

Her paw seems to be almost pointing? At the other person in the frame.

“I-” Kara seems taken aback by the bizarre behavior, sure she knows cats are vastly different from dogs, but this…

This is just weird.

The cat’s meowing only seems to get louder.

How you land yourselves in these situations, Kara. I really just don’t know, at this point. She can almost hear Alex say.

“What are you- Are you- are you pointing? That’s- That’s Lena, yeah. That’s my best friend.”

At that, the cat seems to vibrate. They start clawing at Kara’s pant leg, meowing and meowing and meowing—

And then it hits her.

"-but it turns out that she’s a witch. And apparently, so am I."

The green, green eyes.

A pink nose nuzzling against her wrist.

“Lena?”

******

“Oh, Rao! Lena you’re a cat! What happened?! Oh, no, baby what did you do?”

Lena-

Lena The Cat—and okay, so she’s still wrapping her head around that one—just stays silent. She’s sitting on her lap, looking regal than any cat has any right to be. A judgmental look in her eyes.

Lena’s a cat. Cat’s can’t speak. Can’t answer Kara’s questions.

“Right. Sorry. Only meow,” Kara murmurs, embarrassed. For some reason even in cat form Lena manages to be intimidating.

“Okay so, uh d-does that mean you still understand me? Two meows for yes. One meow for no.”

Kara gets two meows.

“Okay, cool, cool. Great. You can still understand me, that's good.” Kara runs a hand down her spine, “Gosh, your fur is just so soft.”

She hears Lena give a small growl, body tensing, “Right. Right. Sorry. Not the time for pets.” Kara retracts her hand away.

“Uhm, so next question then, I guess? D-did you become a cat this morning? Were you testing out your uhm...gift?”

Lena meows twice. Kara nods, clenching and unclenching her fist underneath her chin. Fingers itching to run themselves through Lena’s soft fur again. Lena seems to sense this, and nuzzles her face into Kara’s hand, bumps against her repeatedly.

“Really?” Kara double-checks, giddy. If she were human Kara bets Lena would be rolling her eyes like she always does when Kara does something particularly dorky, but she just pushes her head firmer against Kara’s hand and meows twice.

“So uhm,” she starts, cautiously, noting Lena’s increasing purr, “is there like a spellbook for this or something? Something that can help you transform back?

Lena meows yes.

“Is it in The Tower or back at your place?”

There are no responses.

“Sorry, sorry lemme rephrase, is it in The Tower?”

She gets two consecutive meows.

Okay, to The Tower it is.

******

“Are you going to tell me why you’re cradling a cat in your cape or??” Alex raises a brow at her, a hand on her hip, left foot tapping impatiently. Her sister was heading out for the day, it looks like. It was just tough luck that Supergirl landed one minute before the elevator took Alex.

Crap. Now they have to explain. They didn’t talk about this. Lena still hasn’t told her if it was okay to tell people about her gift.

“I-I rescued it,” Kara says.

Well, that isn’t so far from the truth, right? She stares at the bundle in her arms, Lena the traitor staying silent all the while—green eyes shining all innocent at Kara.

Alex’s stares intensifies.

“From a tree,” Kara flounders, and Lena The Cat has the audacity to yawn, squirm and jump away from her arms. She lands gracefully, tail swishing up in the air and heads straight for the lab.

Alex eyes the cat suspiciously before turning back to Kara. She jabs a finger to her chest. “It better not have any fleas. It better not touch my training mat.”

“She won’t.”

Alex just shakes her head, rolls her eyes, grabs her helmet and walks to the elevator.

Before she goes though, Alex says, “You know, this is gonna sound weird, but I swear I think I saw that same cat slinking out of The Tower earlier this morning.”

“Alex, she’s literally a black cat. There are hundreds of black cats in the city.”

“You're being weirdly defensive about this. Why are you being weird?”

“I’m not.”

Alex seems like she wants to say more, but the elevator dings, and she’s never been more grateful that Kelly makes Alex pick her up from work. Alex huffs out breath, before conceding and disappearing into the lift.

******

The camera flash is what gets Kara busted.

But is it really her fault if she walked in on a cute kitty, hunched over, meowing adorably, trying to flip over the pages of a thick spellbook, with her teeny-tiny bean paws?

Lena hisses at her, teeth-bared and fur puffy.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. But you were just really, really, really cute okay?” She walks closer to the desk, carefully lifts a hand and scratches Lena behind the ear.

The hissing slowly devolves into purring, and Kara grins triumphantly. Lena lets herself be picked up after a few moments, Kara leafing through the pages for her.

“So, found anything yet?” She asks, cradling Lena close to her chest. A warm weight on Kara’s arms, and as much as she wants to get her real Lena back, she also isn’t too eager on giving up this version anytime soon. Then again, Kara thinks, it would be impossible for her to give up any version of Lena Luthor.

“Spell? Charm? Anything? Do you need to make a potion? Are we gonna get to make a potion? Oh, oh do you need a wand? Do you have a wa-”

Kara’s words get muffled as two black paws press against her lips. Lena’s green eyes narrowing at her. She meows at Kara. Loudly.

“Mkay, mkay. Shut up. Got it.”

Lena removes her paws, and Kara makes a gesture of zipping her lips together. This seems to appease Lena enough because the next second, a pink tongue darts out and she...licks Kara's nose.

“Did you- did you just lick me?” Kara gasps out.

Lena doesn’t even acknowledge her with a meow, just turns away and jumps out of her arms again. Before Kara can do anything about it though, her phone rings.

The screen lighting up with Andrea’s name.

“Danvers, I’ve got a story for you.”

******

“Alex, please, I’ll be quick. I promise. I’ll only be three hours at the most. Please just look after her,” she pleads, pouting and puppy eyes in full power.

It also helps that the cat burrito in her cape looks to be cooperating. Lena The Cat staring at Alex with wide round eyes.

Apparently, some governor was found dead downtown, and now Andrea wants her on the scene. She can’t just leave Lena all alone in The Tower. No matter how hard Lena’s been protesting, this is brand new territory for both of them. Nobody knows the extent of Lena’s powers.

Point is, Kara would feel a lot better if she were to leave Lena under the care of someone she trusts. Even if said someone, accuses Lena of being a stray with fleas. It's still better than leaving Lena all on her own.

“Ugh.” Alex groans and Kara knows she’s won. “If this cat causes trouble I will throw it out the window, Kara.”

“No!” Kara yells, distressed. “Don’t do that. She’ll behave. She promises.”

She puts her hand under Lena’s arms and raises her up to eye level—Simba style. “You promise to be good for Alex, don’t you?”

All she gets is a lot of squirming and screaming, there were also a lot of attempts at scratching Kara’s nose.

“See?” Kara says, chuckling nervously. “She’s telling you she’s good.”

Alex looks skeptical, her arms crossed against her chest.

Kara sets her down on the couch, and crouches down low.

She tries to pet her head, but Lena bites at her finger, she catches her teeth on the skin of her supersuit’s thumb slot. She bites deeper, her teeth accomplishing nothing but a few dents.

And oh, Rao she thinks she’s such a feral little cat but her pink adorable gummy snarl says otherwise.

“I’m sorry, I’ll be back. I promise,” she whispers, careful not to let Alex hear. “And then we’ll figure it out later, okay? The safest place for you right now is to be with Alex.”

She really doesn’t want to go, and based on Lena’s protests she doesn’t want Kara to go either. But well, Andrea had finally threatened to fire her if she disobeyed...which is...fair.

She’s aware she’s been doing a less than stellar job at being a journalist lately. Rao, what an understatement. This is basically her make it or break it.

“Look, I’ll be quick, promise. Be good to Alex,” Kara murmurs. She presses a kiss on Lena’s furry forehead. Lena finally unclenches her jaw and lets Kara go. The little whine she lets out, letting Kara know that she knows the battle’s lost.

“Both of you, be good,” Kara tells them sternly. “Alex, please don’t yeet my cat out of the window.”

Alex shrugs, staring at the cat with suspicion. “I make no promises.’

Lena is staring at Alex just as hostile. Great. They both deserve each other.

Kara sighs exasperatedly. Well, at least she tried.

******

She gets a very angry Alex Danvers on the line, right after she’s finished talking to some sources. It’s nighttime now, and when she checks her watch—yep, she’s left Lena in Alex’s care for more than six hours.

Crap.

“Hey, Al—”

“KARA IF YOU DON’T PICK UP THIS THIS THIS GODDAMNED HAIRBALL RIGHT NOW, YOU WILL NEVER SEE IT EVER AGAIN.”

There is loud meowing, and then, “What the- Get off! Get off me right no-”

The line clicks dead.

Kara Danvers quickly changes into an alley, manages to break the sound barrier.

******

It’s Kelly who opens the door.

“Hey, Kara,” she greets her. Kara is impatiently rocking on her heels, trying to peer past Kelly’s shoulders.

The place was quiet; ridiculously quiet, and Kara feels fear swoop in her belly.

“Please, tell me my cat is still alive,” Kara bursts out, Kelly just gives her a pained smile and oh, no, oh no.

She muscles her way past Kelly to a brooding Alex on the couch.

Lena is nowhere to be seen.

“Alex, Alex where’s my cat? Where is she? Where did you put her?”

Alex finally looks up at her, Kara taking notice of the red marks on her arm.

Oh no, Lena, what did you do?

“Calm down, I didn’t throw the little demon away. She’s-" Alex sing-songs before finishing, "on time-out.”

“Time-out?” Kara asks, voice shaking. Rao, does she really want to know.

Alex takes too long to answer, taking a swig of her beer first before pointing to a corner in the living room.

And there, she spots it.

It, being a small pile of laundry on the floor, next to an upside down hamper. A big white hamper housing one Lena Luthor. There's a crude cardboard sign stuck on it; "Kitty Jail". Alex has also stacked a few encyclopedia on top of it, no doubt an attempt to keep Lena from escaping.

“Oh! Oh, Lena!”

Kara superspeeds her way and scoops Lena up, the cat meowing immediately and curling into Kara’s chest.

“You named the cat after Lena?!”

Crap.

Kara turns around slowly, “Uhm yeah?”

Alex just shakes her head. “Unbelievable.”

“Her eyes reminded me of Lena, okay?!” Kara yells defensively, pressing tiny kisses onto Lena’s fur.

“I’m sorry that Alex has been such a meanie to you," she coos, "I know you didn’t deserve it, baby."

Alex seems to perk up at that, because she raises up from the couch. “That,” Alex jabs a finger in their direction, Kara cradles Lena protectively, “That baby ruined my couch and she so totally deserves all the mean! All the mean in the world, Kara!”

Lena hisses in her arms.

“No, no. That’s not true. Lena is baby and she’s perfect and you’re just a meanie.”

“She ruined my upholstery! She left hair all over the place and that’s not even to mention the scratching!”

“Because you were mean to her!”

Alex scoffs, eyes bulging wide in disbelief.

“Get out,” Alex says, her brows pinching comically, “Get out of my apartment before that little devil causes more damage.”

“Gladly,” Kara says, and Lena meows her assent. They make their way past Alex, Kara unaware that Lena has stuck out her little tongue at Alex over her shoulder.

“And she’s not a little devil!” Kara calls out.

Alex slams the door in her face.

******

That evening, Kara pores over a thick spellbook, eyes swimming with Latin symbols with a purring machine on her lap.

By midnight, Kara has managed to pass out on her couch, a black cat curled on her chest.

The spellbook lay open on her coffee table, forgotten.

******

The first sight that greets Kara when she wakes up are green eyes.

Green human eyes.

And then it hits her.

“Lena!”

The spell had blessedly wore off by morning, and Kara’s never been more glad to see the sunlight lighting up Lena’s face.

For a moment, Kara’s assaulted with the mental image of laying in a pool of sunlight with a black cat stretching leisurely next to her.

“Good morning,” Lena purrs, and oh Rao, that sound is much, much better than her meowing.

“You’re back!” Kara gasps in awe.

“I’m back,” she whispers, she’s still draped fully over Kara on the couch. A blanket covering them both.

“Rao, I missed you.” A palm comes up to cup her cheeks, Lena automatically nuzzling into the inside of her wrist.

“Mm, I missed me, too,” Lena tells her, face breaking into a small smile. Kara traces her fingers up and down Lena’s spine. Oh, how she’s missed touching Lena’s skin.

Wait-

Skin.

Is she-

“Lena,” Kara begins, swallowing. Her nerves not going unnoticed.

Lena raises a brow at her. “Kara?”

“Are you- uhm- ah. Are you naked right now?”

Lena’s eyes light up like a cat’s and Kara knows she’s in trouble.

“Mm. It seems that I am,” Lena says, and all Kara can do is gulp.

“What are you gonna do about it?”

special shoutout to @mike-wachowski, @sexybread-png and @thebreakfastgod for their cat expertise without whom this silly little fic would not be written.

#catto!lena #COME GET YOUR CATTO!LENA CONTENT HERE!#I AM WELL AWARE HOW SELF-INDULGENT THIS IS AND HOW MILES AWAY IT IS FROM THE PROMPT BUT YEAH #oh oh and p.s yes they did have sex on that couch right after.#supercorptober 2021 #the reckless writer writes #a supercorp ficlet of sorts #if u see a typo no u didnt #supercorp

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twicecorner · 4 years ago

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How would you react to one of the twice members whispering dirty things to you while you're in public? But the last straw is when she licks your ear and you just go down on her. (Usually when I request, I know specifically who I want...But I can imagine one of the j-line members or nayeon doing this. It's a hard decision for me. So the honor is yours to choose.)

“I can’t wait to feel daddy’s big cock in me later”

“Look at me when I practice, I want you to see how I move”

“My pussy is so wet for you baby”

“I’m going to scream your name later”

“You like it when I tease you like this, huh?”

“I want to cum all over your cock and face”

“Dancing like this in front of you makes my pussy so wet”

Sana has been whispering in your ear every chance she gets during this music video shooting schedule. Granted you were only a staff member, but you were also her designated little plaything. She loved doing this to you on long work days - riling you up by whispering nasty little things in your ear, waiting for you to crack. None of the members knew this was happening, but a few picked up on something when they noticed the two of you gone during the same breaks.

Today, Sana was particularly adamant about how much she wanted to tease you. Every passing moment she was whispering in your ear, brushing up against you, slyly touching you in the dark during the light changes, the whole deal. It was getting harder for you to control yourself considering how frequently you were quite literally getting semi or fully hard.

The final straw for you was when you were kneeling down to fix a set piece, Sana came up behind you trailing her fingers up your spine and leaning next to your ear.

She let out a breathy moan before whispering, “I want you to taste me, I want you tongue inside of me, I want to cum all over your face.” the knife in the coffin was when she licked your ear. You eyes closed and you let out a shaky breath. You put down the drill and screws you were previously using and looked around to see if anyone was around. As if luck was on your side, the director announced a 20 minute break. You turned to Sana, “Car. Now.”

Sana was wearing a white button up shirt and a short black skirt. She smiled as she skipped out the door to the parking lot. You told your boss you were gonna go out for a breather and soon you too, exited the same door to the lot. Upon spotting one of the unmarked vans the girls used to travel to and from their schedules you noticed one with the door open. You practically ran over while whipping your head around to make sure no one was around.

“Shut up and open your legs” You tore off your shirt to give Sana a little show while she settled into the backseat where she reclined and backed up the seat to allow space for the both of you. Luckily, the vans windows were all tinted, the only thing you had to worry about was how loud you were planning on making her scream for you.

Sana peeled off her drenched panties before spreading her legs laying on the seat. “Ive been dancing so hard and only been able to think about you, I bet I taste so good” She bit her lip and eyed you. Both of your eyes were filled with hunger and lust You didn’t have much time, so you had to settle just to satisfy her lust for now. You bent down between the first row and second row of seats, settling right between Sana’s milky thighs. You could feel her heat from where you were. She moved her hands down to caress your face. “At least kiss me first” she pouted. You smiled and pulled yourself up while she moved her hands all over your naked upper body feeling every muscle and inch of you. You kissed her passionately, placing one arm on the armrest to hold you up, the other perfectly fitting under her jaw and rubbing circles behind her ear. Sana moaned into your mouth at the contact and heated up the kiss, soon your tongues were fighting for dominance and one of her hands had snaked down to massage your crotch. Before getting too carried away, you pulled away to return to your place between her legs.

You looked up at her before peppering kisses along her thighs and making your way to her center. She was dripping already and you lapped up her quickly escaping juices. She tasted delectable, a mix of her natural sweetness and tanginess contrasted with her sweat - you savored her taste, similar to tasting fine wine. Getting impatient, Sana whimpered and moved her hips forward, indicating how much she wanted you. You smiled and dove into the meal before you. Licking up her slit and spreading her pussy lips, weaving your tongue between her folds, tasting her every part. Sana let out a loud moan and wove her fingers into your hair. “Fuck baby… mmm yeah”

You moaned into her pussy, sending vibrations up her body. Finding her swollen clit you flicked it with your tongue a few times before locking your lips around it and sucking furiously. Sana was cursing and moaning, you didn’t care if anyone could hear anymore, you loved the sound of her moans. You unlatched from her clit and moved to circle her dripping hole. “I need it baby, put that fucking tongue in me right now” How could you resist. Dipping your tongue inside of her, you grabbed her thighs and wrapped them around your shoulders. Sana was now gyrating her hips on your face, pulling your head deeper into her and closing her legs around you. You loved the feeling as much as she was loving your tongue inside of her. You kept moaning into her while your tongue darted in and out of her entrance, curling it up every once in a while to find that sweet spot. With one hand you pulled your rock hard cock out of your pants and began to slowly stroke it. The other hand moved to tease her asshole, a finger circling it lazily. Sana was going insane at the pleasure. The sight of you stroking your cock while eating her out and teasing her back entrance was driving her closer and closer to her peak. She was letting out moan after moan, curse after curse, she was getting so dazed in pleasure that she started speaking in Japanese. That only turned the two of you on further.

You took it to the next level, collecting her discarded juices with your finger and using it to slowly dip into her ass hole. You pumped in and out of her asshole at the same pace your tongue entered and exited her pussy. “OH FUCK” Sana yelled out, “Fuck I’m gonna cum so fucking hard if you keep doing that oh my fucking god” You wanted it. You wanted so bad to hear her scream your name and you knew exactly how to do it. You pulled your finger out of her asshole and moved upward. Replacing your tongue inside her pussy with two fingers curling to hit her spot directly and moving your mouth up to suck violently on her clit, your tongue circling it at the same time. Sana lost it. She yelled your name, her body clenched and twitched, her pussy pulsated on your fingers, her thighs tightened around your head, her hands pulled your hair, her back arched. It was beautiful. Her juices splashed out and you sucked and licked it all up. You slowed your pumping fingers and she gyrated her hips slowly to ride out her intense orgasm. The whole time you’d been stroking your aching cock, precum leaking all over your hand. Sana released you from her tired legs and looked down at you to see your leaking cockhead in your hands.

“Fuck” you let out a breathy moan at the sight of Sana heaving and her legs still shaking and squirming. You pumped faster, Sana smirked and sat up, you moved to sit on the seat next to her, your back against the window, Sana knelt between the two seats in front of you. “I-I’m close… fuck Sana” She took your dick into her hand and pumped fast, twisting at all the right speed. She massaged your balls with her other hand and looked up at you. “Cum for me baby, cum all over my pretty face, into my filthy mouth. Let me taste you for the rest of the day baby. Cum” She stuck her tongue out and circled your tip and sucked hard on it while still pumping her hand. You grabbed anything you could as your vision turned to white. Your hips jerked up and you sent spurts of thick cum on Sanas face and mouth. Some in her mouth, most around her chin and cheeks. She used your still cumming cock to spread it and move it into her mouth, smearing your cum over her lips and tongue. The sight was enough to make you cum again. You let out a low groan and let pleasure wash over you as Sana cleaned up your cock before showing you the collected cum on her tongue and swallowing it all. “Fuck Sana… you’re so fucking hot”

“It’s fun to tease you, I think you cum more when I get you all hot over and over” she giggled and quickly cleaned herself up before kissing your neck and cheek and waving, exiting the car.

You took a breather before heading back in and trying your best to compose yourself. Your hair was a mess but you were back just on time, the director yelled, “Okay let’s get back to work!” You saw Sana with the rest of the members on the set giggling and whispering. You went back to work on something and looked back to see them all catching glances at you. Sana was smirking behind them.

#anon #ask #twice imagine #twice smut #sana #minatozaki sana #sana smut

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fightxxmexxshiggy · 4 years ago

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HOT DAY AND A TIRED MAN

This fic is dedicated to @lovelyladyraven for being my first ever paid commission.

Shouta Aizawa x fem reader

Tw:dangerous situation, breeding, OVERSTIMULATION

Word count: 3.5k

This was not how you had planned to spend your day. Your boss had decided that the roof needed to be cleaned on the second hottest day this summer! Of course you were the only one who had just finished up their task so he sent you to do it by yourself with a promise of sending the next available person up to switch with you soon. Instead you had spent two hours cleaning up dirt and shining the vents on a roof that no one but maintenance workers ever set foot on! Once you had seen how much time had passed you went to the door with every intention of stomping down the stairs and clocking out, not willing to do overtime just to clean a roof. But the knob wouldn't turn no matter how hard you pulled. You banged on the door a few times only to realize that one of the idiots that you work with had locked the door. Quickly you took out your phone and called the store phone no answer, then your boss's phone no answer, then you called the two other coworkers who had been working with you today. Not a single person answered you! You went over to the side of the building that looked over the parking lot seeing that all their cars were already gone from their usual spots. The bastards had left for the day and left you locked on the roof with no way to go home or even get water. You tried for another 30 minutes to reach your boss and coworkers only for them to start rejecting your calls. They did this on purpose. You went and sat in the shade of the roof door access and took a few calming breaths. You knew that they weren't going to come back until tomorrow and you also knew that they probably expected you to sit up here and cry waiting till morning for them to come and "save" you. So instead you looked up the number for the local fire department. Once someone picked up you heard a deep gravelly voice through the speaker.

"Fire station 6 what can I help you with?"

The man seemed tired and kind of put out but instead of apologizing for bothering him like your brain was screaming at you to do, you cleared your throat and spoke. You gave him a detailed rundown of your situation and explained that you would have called the emergency line first except your boss's wife worked the police directory and if he was locking you on the roof like this you were afraid that his wife would just not send anyone to help you. It was a small town and things like that were constantly looked over as long as you knew the right people. He hummed in agreement.

" That's sad but true. I know your boss and his wife well enough that you're probably 100 percent right about what they would do and how they would cover this up. They've done it before. Me and a few guys will be there in about 20 minutes to come get you down. Just keep calm and do your best to stay out of the sun until then we don't need you getting any more dehydrated than you already are."

He gave a quick goodbye and hung up. You breathed a sigh of relief knowing that you had chosen correctly when you called the fire station. You sat in the shade and tried to put a face to the voice of the tired firefighter who would be coming to free you from your rooftop prison. Like a fool you had never asked his name. As you thought about it you started to get a bit lightheaded. It had definitely been too long since you had any water. The heat was starting to get to you now that your adrenaline had stopped pumping so hard. With nothing else to do you layed down as much in the shade as you could and did a breathing exercise. During your exercise you must have blacked out because the next thing you knew you were being carried down the stairs in a set of strong arms.

The person carrying you was speaking to you but you couldn't make out what they were saying over the fog that was covering your brain. You knew the sound of that voice though. It was the tired firefighter but he sounded a whole lot less tired and a whole lot more angry. You really hoped he wasn't angry at you. Maybe you were too heavy and he was annoyed at having to lug you down the stairs. With a weak hand you reached up maybe to apologize somehow, but ended up cupping his cheek. His stubble felt funny in your already funny feeling hand. He stopped walking at the feeling of your hand on his face. You still couldn't open your eyes so instead you mumbled a garbled sorry and proceeded to pass back out going limp. The last thing you heard was the tired firefighter yelling at someone, maybe you?

You woke up again this time to the feeling of something plastic on your face. Opening your eyes was still a bit too much for you so you listened and tried to figure out what was going on. You vaguely remember the tired voice you had spoken to before you felt light headed and the feeling of being carried. As you listened you could make out the sounds of machines. Slowly you took stock of your body. You were sore and kinda warm but you could move a little bit. You breathed deeply, finally realizing that the plastic was an oxygen tube. You were definitely in the hospital then. After a few more minutes your eyes were in good enough condition that you opened them to look around the room. When you did you saw someone slumped in the chair in the corner. This was incredibly strange since you had no family in this town. Doing your best you cleared your throat preparing to ask who they were. At your sound the person's head shot up, eyes wide.

It was a man with tired eyes and long black hair that was on the scruffy side; it easily matched the stubble of a beard on his chin and cheeks. He stood up definitely tall enough to tower over you even when you were standing up yourself. The man walked to your bedside and took a deep breath before speaking.

"It's good to see you awake little one. I was beginning to think you weren't going to wake up. I'm the firefighter you spoke to asking for help when you were on the roof. I have a lot to explain to you but I'm gonna call the doctor in and have them look you over before anything else."

He called out into the hall after that and a doctor and a nurse bustled into the room within minutes. Your throat was too dry to answer their questions so you stuck to little nods and head shakes as they began to check your vitals and adjust your iv drip. Once they were sure you were stable enough you were once again left with your savior and no voice to thank him with. He came closer and pulled the chair along with him to settle in for your conversation.

"So you've been out of it for about 3 days. You got sunstroke while you were on the roof and your boss had double locked the door to get in and the door to the roof which slowed us down in getting to you. Your boss and his wife and your 2 coworkers have all been arrested. It was your boss's idea though apparently he kept hitting on you but you didn't give him the time of day so he wanted to teach you a lesson. His wife had your name flagged so that if you had called for help it would have given a dispatcher a notification to ignore you as a false reporter. His wife found out about his interest in you and was planning on making sure you were stuck on that roof all night. Your coworkers just went along with it because they didn't want to deal with your boss's anger."

Hearing all this pissed you off beyond belief. They could have killed you all because you would be a man's mistress and the man's wife would rather hurt someone than confront her husband. He looked at your face and patted your knee knowing there was nothing he could say that would make you feel any better about this. You looked up at him and grabbed his hand and brought it to your forehead, touching his knuckles there before placing a kiss on them. You were kind of happy that you couldn't really talk just yet because the blush on this man's cheeks was well worth the dry throat. He poured you a cup of water and handed it to you. You gave him a small smile and drank it gratefully.

Eventually you could speak some and the two of you formally introduced yourselves. He was Shouta Aizawa, the fire station chief and local fire safety instructor for this area. He hadn't felt right leaving you alone after he had gotten you off the roof and found that you lived alone in this town. He came off very blunt and serious but you could see his deep kindness in his actions. The doctors came back in, cutting your conversation short and making Shouta go back to his spot in the corner. After a few more checks the doctors cleared you to go home the following day as long as you had someone to watch over you for the next three days till your follow up appointment was. You frowned cause you did have any close friends who could do that for you. As you pondered over it you heard Shouta's voice over the doctor's.

"If you don't have a problem I can have you stay over in the guestroom at my house. I was already on a temp leave due to watching over you here so it wouldn't be much different with you at my house."

This man with a deep whiskey voice truly had a heart of gold. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth you readily agreed. After you had been up a few more hours and had a little bit to eat, Shouta left with the promise of a freshly cleaned room waiting for you tomorrow. You fell asleep that night feeling more cared for than you ever truly had. You woke up again slightly disoriented and thirsty but in much better condition than you had been the day prior. It was early so you took your time shaking the numbness out of your limbs and getting back your bearings. The nurse came in fussing about you standing with calling anyone to be a catcher for you. She stopped fussing though when she realized that you were indeed stable enough to walk to the bathroom alone.

Shouta had called the nurses station around 10 to let them know he'd be there by 12. With a few puppy dog looks you had a shower chair and an orderly who helped wash your hair and walk you back to bed. They had given you some hospital pajamas that you happily wore instead of the ugly gowns you had woken up in. You were clean and relaxed by the time Shouta had arrived to sign you out of the hospital. A nurse came around with a wheelchair and wheeled you down to the exit while the car was brought around. Shouta opened the door for the backseat but instead of giving you a hand to climb in he leaned down and scooped you out of the chair. Once you had been sat comfortably on the seat he shut the door leaving you with a moment to appreciate just how strong his arms were.

The drive to Shouta's home was relatively quick as is the way of small towns. His house was nice and seemed to be a cozy ranch style. After pulling into the garage you tried to get out yourself only to be caught up against a hard chest as your legs gave out the moment they were made to take your full weight. You looked up to see an exasperated glare. Part of your brain filled with chastised thoughts as the other filled with dirty thoughts. You really had to be better behaved when It came to your savior and benefactor but with him being so sinfully attractive it was kinda hard to do. Once again you were carried by the tired man this time into his home and deposited on the lone couch in his living room. He sat on his coffee table and faced you with a sigh.

"You're really gonna have to rely on me for a few days brat. Your body is trying to heal and you pushing it as you just did isn't doing the process any favors."

You sighed and agreed with him. After a short conversation about a few things you might need from the store and checking about any food allergies he got ready and headed to the store. You sat alone watching tv before clicking into his YouTube app to see what he watched most. A loud laugh burst from your chest as you realized that most of his watch history was full of cat videos and a few interviews with a local late night radio host. You watched the radio hosts videos thoroughly entertained by his boisterous personality. The next thing you knew you were being shaken awake by Shouta having fallen asleep with videos still playing on the tv. He helped you up and walked you to the bathroom and waited outside before scooping you up yet again. He was making it so damn hard not to think dirty thoughts when he kept carrying you around as if you were a small animal or something. Like sir the butterflies are in the stomach now but they will quickly fly south if you keep being so quietly sexy. A few hours later you were lying in bed when your thoughts finally got the best of you and had you touching your pussy as images of Shouta glaring down at you with his arms crossed showed behind your eyelids.

You had no idea how loud you were being as you rubbed your clit harshly, trying to get to the finish line. As you came you choked out his name. While you panted and came down from your high Shouta made his way back to his room quietly. He leaned back against his door and made a call before laying in his bed to jerk his very hard, very neglected cock. His brain kept replaying the sounds you made, the way you choked out his name as you came, how a satisfied little smile curled on your lips after you reached the finish line. He came with a growl, satisfied but not. He was definitely going to end up in trouble by the end of the week and he couldn't find it in himself to care. The following two days followed the same pattern, spending the day together and spending the night getting off to thoughts of the other in separate rooms. Though you were surprised to find that Shouta regularly walked around the house in nothing but sweatpants holding a full mug of coffee. On the fourth day you had become well enough to no longer need to be carried or walked everywhere. You were a little confused by Shouta's attitude as he had been glaring at the space above your head for most of the day. Finally tired of him doing this, you confronted him about it. You were not expecting his answer in the slightest.

"I've spent the last three nights hearing you play with your pussy while calling my name, I'm hard enough to hammer nails and I can't get out any over this energy cause I'm supposed to be watching out for you. All I wanna do is fuck you till you lose your mind. me glaring above your head has been me doing my best not to seduce you like an asshole."

He said everything in such a deadpan manner that you couldn't help but laugh. Once you caught your breath you grinned at him and pulled your shirt off over your head. Sitting on his couch with your tits hanging free and your nipples hardening in the cool air you proceeded to play with them. You were immediately picked up and taken to his room before being dropped on the bed. Never let it be said that the tired man couldn't move fast as you were stripped of your remaining clothes before he stripped himself bare. He pulled you to the edge of his bed by your ankles and dropped to his knees, a fierce smile on his lips.

"Been wanting to taste this bratty pussy for days. Bet it's as sweet as it looks."

His first lick was long. From your hole all the way over your clit. The squeak you let out at the feeling only made him more hungry. He spent what felt like an endless amount of time licking and thrusting his tongue as deep into your pussy as he could. By the time he finally gave your clit some much needed attention his chin was covered in pussy juice and your hole was fluttering as if it was seeking to be filled. Shouta teased you with a few small licks over your clit, making you whine and beg him to give you more. His arms wrapped around your thighs as he locked eyes with you and sucked your clit into his mouth. He sucked hard making you scream and thrash wildly. Your hands were buried in his hair as you squirted into his mouth. Your hips only stayed on the bed because of his strong arms keeping you in place. When he finally released your clit pussy juice was steadily leaking from your still twitching hole.

"Oh did I break you already? You were so bold before and now you're just a mess. Think you can take my cock or do you want me to tuck you in for a nap."

The shit eating grin on his face was enough for you to pull his hair and glare at him. He sat up and shoved your wrists above your head to hold in one of his large hands. Slowly he worked his fat dripping cock into your almost too tight pussy. You whined and moaned his name as he finally bottomed out hitting your back wall. He stretched you more than you ever had been before but it was so damn good. Shouta started slow, one hand gripping your thigh as he ignored your demands for him to speed up.

"You're gonna take what I give you like a good girl or I'll just pull out and cum all over you right now."

That shut you up except for the constant stream of moans that left your throat. Just as you were finally getting used to being split by such a thick cock he changed his rhythm. Fast pounding thrusts that knocked the breath from your lungs were nearly constant. You didn't have enough breath to scream so you sobbed. Your half words were incoherent except for "sho please." Shouta leaned down and whispered in your ear as his thrusts once again spread up. He bit your ear lobe before making you lose your mind.

"Such a tight little hole. I can't believe I had the strength to ignore it for three days. I could have at least eaten it while you laid back and rested. God I'm gonna have you for breakfast tomorrow."

The utter heat in his words threw you over the edge making you cum so hard you began to shake. He growled as your pussy clenched down on him. Shouta sunk his teeth into the pillow by your head before shoving his cock against your cervix and shooting his cum against it. As soon as he finished cuming he started to thrust again. No slow start this time, just hard pounding thrusts that made you wail in pleasure. It didn't take long for you to cum again but Shouta lasted longer this time entirely fucking his cum out of you before finally cuming inside again just as deep as the first time.

He pulled out and laid down next to you before pulling you on to his chest. You both panted trying to breathe like normal human beings again. Right as your breathing evened out you heard a voice from the doorway. And looked up to see the blonde radio host trailing his eyes over the two of you.

"I told you you wouldn't make it till I got home sho."

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mingkii · 3 years ago

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DEAR STRANGER ─✎ 김.선우

» Kim sunwoo x Fem!Reader

» Words: 4.0k

» Genre: Angst, Penpal au, fluff if you squint

» Warnings: Major character death, reader has an illness (anemic and liver cancer)

» Summary: When sunwoo falls in love with a girl he met through pen pal letters, but he wished he could've told her sooner how much she meant the world to him.

» A/n: this idea has been stuck with me for over a year now and i finally decided to write it. I was actually supposed to post this like a long time ago but i never got to finish it😭💔 so here it is. i have also thought about just scrapping this but it would be a waste to just throw this away. Also another reason to procrastinate on my collab drafts KNSJSKSJJD. Actually, I was thinking about making this as an "i want to eat your pancreas" inspired fic, but it did inspire some scenes.

Hey there stranger,

Thanks for agreeing to be my pen pal. It's rare to see people do pen pals these days but I'm glad you accepted. Anyways, I'll stop babbling and let's start getting to know each other. Starting with simple questions, what's your favorite food? Mine is {favorite food} well, nowadays I can't really eat much of it because of a diet I have to follow but it's all good!....

Sunwoo smiles at the letter, sent by a girl, around his age. Those are the only info he knows as that's the rule in the website, so that you could have things to write about and chances to know each other personally.

As he's down to the last line, he immediately sat down on his desk to write his response.

Few hours later he finished, it really shouldn't have took that look but he had to double check— and even rewrite some parts. He placed your letter beside his and compared his plain and boring letter to your beautifully decorated one. He sighed, deciding to keep it as simple as possible.

"Sunwoo, we are gonna be late," a voice from the door. It was eric, his best friend, picking him up for his soccer practice.

"Is that from your pen pal?" He spots the letter beside sunwoo's and differentiates the two.

"Is it too simple? Should I add stickers or something," Sunwoo asks the boy beside him.

"Keep it simple, it has your personality." He smirks before walking away to exit his room. "Now let's go, I'm already late for baseball."

Sunwoo packs his things and heads out the door, taking the letter with him to drop off by the post office on the way.

You woke up immediately stretching your back, "this has got to be the most uncomfortable bed I have ever laid in," you said to yourself, looking out the window, the sun is out and the sky is clear. You got switched to a different room a day before due to some leaking in the old one and this had its perks, like the beautiful hospital garden view.

The outside looked beautiful and colorful compared to your dull, white, hospital room. You sighed and continued to lay in bed, what else is there to do when you are bedridden. You laid peacefully with your eyes closed, dreaming about the things you wanted to do when you get discharged. It wasn't like you were in here all your life but it does feel like it.

Then a knock came, it was the nurse bringing you breakfast and medicine. "Good Morning Y/n," She greeted, bringing your table in front of you.

"Good Morning."

The familiar meal set displayed in front of you as your face slowly darkened. You were sick of it, not that it tasted bad, you had it almost everyday for breakfast since you got here.

"Your parents dropped this off for you." She handed you a bag full of goodies to atleast make your stay a little less gloomy. In it had another plushy, more papers and stickers, and a letter. It must be from your pen pal.

The nurse shortly left after she checked your vitals and IV. You opened the letter and it was adorned by a messy yet cute handwriting.

The smile on your face didn't leave down to the last word. `He seemed cute', you thought, hoping that whoever sent you this wasn't a creepy middle aged lonely man who finds comfort in sending young girls letters.

After clearing out breakfast, you used the vacant table to write him a letter, this time, it contained info like your name and age. A question portioned that asks him for his name, age, and other information that you'll need to know he wasn't some creepy old man.

You finished decorating your letter and placed it on the table beside you.

Now to wait another week...

"Regionals is around the corner, are you excited?" Eric said, swinging his baseball bat by his side.

Sunwoo and Eric were walking home from practice and the only thing in the older boy's mind is that your letter arrives today.

Every week or so each letter gets sent out to the receiver, that depends on the distance between each person. Since your and sunwoo's letters arrive a week from each other, that indicated that you lived in the same country as him.

"Sunwoo, are you listening?"

The boy snapped out of his trance, looking at his best friend.

"Mm? Yeah, sure," he answered. Nearing the post office to obtain your letter.

"Are we gonna come here every week?"

"Yep," Sunwoo beamed as Eric groaned, slumping his shoulders as he followed the elder in front of him.

Little did Eric know, sunwoo was smiling, his face showed excitement. It would be embarrassing for Sunwoo if he knew.

"Y/n" 6 letters later, you two got confirmation that both of you are real people. Your name rolled off his tongue so naturally. His body flat on his bed, staring at the ceiling above him.

He thought back to the pictures of you when he went through your instagram, after obtaining each other's socials. He couldn't get his mind off of you, it was like he saw the most beautiful girl ever.

Then a mental slap from the only sane braincell he had. Reminding him that you were just a girl he met through letters, has he gone crazy?

He slapped himself— physically, before tucking himself to bed.

Right after sunwoo's big soccer game, as soon as he came home he wrote to you. He wrote about his day and how he won his regional games, and even took a polaroid of his trophy and medal. He was so happy and excited for you to find out.

After he finished the letter, he stuck a stamp and ran to the post office to mail it.

A week later, he went to the post office awaiting your letter.

Nothing.

Confused, since you would always send him letters a week after.

The next week, and still nothing.

A few weeks later he finally heard from you. He opened the letter as soon as he arrived in his room. The usual greetings and response. What shocked him in the end was an address to your house.

Then a note beside it.

If it's alright with you, I want us to meet up.

A knock on the door.

Sunwoo was nervous, it took hours for him to find the perfect outfit to wear. Embarrassing, but he couldn't help it.

The door slowly opened revealing a man. He was in his business attire, either he just came home from work or just about to leave.

"Hello sir, i'm looking for l/n y/n," he tenses, watching as the man eyes him up and down.

"Who are you and what's your business with my daughter," he looks at him with narrow eyes, puffing his chest out as a sign of dominance.

"Kim sunwoo, She invited me to meet up," he stutters, intimidated by the looks of your father.

"Honey who was that— oh, you must be sunwoo," a woman appears from behind, pulling aside her husband, "Don't scare the boy," she slaps his shoulder.

"Hello ma'am," he greets again. The woman smiles, her eyes turn into crescent moon shapes and wrinkles form on the corners.

"You look very handsome, come in, we can have some tea before we head to see y/n." Confusion sets in but he just follows the woman inside.

"This is the first time y/n ever brings a boy home— well, invites home," she brings a set of tea cups with the hot liquid inside. The house looks neat and very well kept. By the looks of it, you come from a wealthy family. Sunwoo hesitates to sit on the leather couch before your mother gestures for him to sit.

"We'll leave in a bit after y/n's father finishes his work, but why don't you tell me a bit about yourself," sunwoo awkwardly sits there as your mother looks at him with curiousity, everything will be worth it though as he will finally be meeting you.

He got to ride with your parents, knowing nothing about your whereabouts. Nervousness sets in once again as thoughts circle his mind. He thinks about the overall possibilities and outcomes once he comes face to face with you.

Will you like him? What if he doesn't meet up to your expectations?

But, unbeknownst to him, you were equally nervous.

"Be honest, do I look ok?" You turn to the nurse.

She looks at you with an adoring smile, "He will love it," you grin at her response.

Turning again to look at the mirror, you observe the dress that accentuates your curves, the color complimenting your skin. Your hair is styled, which rarely it would be.

Shortly after, you get a text. It was your mother informing you that they were on their way. Excitement runs through your veins, and just in the nurse has your iv fluids set.

Sunwoo's stomach dropped.

'The hospital?' he thought, heart beating at an irregular pace.

Your parents lead him to the hospital garden where the patients and their visitors hang out and get fresh air.

Your parents greet you first, engulfing you in a hug and as you turn around, you spot him standing a few feet away.

You give him a smile.

Sunwoo blushes, he gives you a small wave and a 'hey'.

"Ok we'll leave you two alone, we'll come back in a bit, yeah?" You bid your parents goodbye, leaving the two of you alone in silence.

"I'm really sorry we had to meet like this," you said, swinging your feet off the ground from the swings. You led him to a quieter part of the garden where few people come by.

"It's alright, just a heads up would've been nice," he chuckles.

"I mean, I just wanted us to meet since, you know," you gesture to the IV stand that you had been painfully dragging.

Sunwoo's heart clenches, he never would've thought that you have been going through something like this.

"Well not that I am dying," you laughed, trying not to make the tension between you grow.

"Anyways enough about me, how's soccer?" Sunwoo then talked about his days during soccer and how he's about to compete in a national competition and it could help him get scouted for college scholarships. It made you want to melt, you can tell he loves what he does and you can feel his burning passion.

But, you continued to sit in silence, trying not to have the conversation turn to you. You tried to drag it more, also trying to talk about soccer with the lack of knowledge of the sport. Making him mention his friend Eric, talking about school and all sorts of stuff.

And just like that it was getting dark, the light orange sunlight shining across the sky.

"Ah, it's almost dark," you said, abruptly standing up from the swing, though you regretted it when you suddenly felt dizzy, close to falling back when sunwoo was conveniently behind you to catch you.

"Be careful." His calloused hands pressing against your arms. Butterflies in your stomach.

"I'll call my parents."

"It's alright, I'll just call mine, I don't live too far from here." He says, keeping you company until you reach your room.

It was fun until it lasted. He bid you goodbye and went home.

You both agreed that it would be easier to have you communicate by phone but you would still surprise him with letters from time to time.

⚽: I just got your letter

⚽: The photos are really pretty

💌: thank you! I am glad you liked them :)

⚽: you know you could've just sent them here

💌: but i like sending you letters >:(

⚽: lol ok fine

💌: hehe >:)

Sunwoo smiles through his phone, he felt giddy. Eric notices his best friend, smiling ear to ear, genuinely concerned.

"Bro.... I am right here," he says, furrowing his brows and pouting at the boy. He groans in his spot, laying down on the floor beside sunwoo.

"You know if you were just gonna text y/n all day then why bother inviting me," he mutters, sunwoo still silently typing away.

The boy sits up and starts poking sunwoo's side, making the boy drop his phone. Eric grabs the phone from the floor and starts scrolling through the chat.

"Eric give me my phone back!" He yells as the younger runs around the house to avoid him.

Even making their way outside, sunwoo chases Eric around the yard before inevitably tackling him to the ground.

"Oops I sent it." Sunwoo's mouth opens wide. Reading the text Eric just sent.

⚽: Do you think we could go out some time?

"Oh my god eric...." He grins menacingly.

Sunwoo was ready to tackle him once again when his phone vibrated.

💌: Sure, how does this weekend sound?

⚽: that's alright with me!Your cheeks heats up like crazy, you couldn't help but let out a tiny squeal.

Few weeks after you and Sunwoo met for the first time, you finally got out of the hospital and this'll be your first ever date.

You are finally living like a normal teenage girl.

The date starts off normal, meeting up at a nice cafe near sunwoo's school, ordering some treats and drinks, and starting off with small talks.

"First time we met, you just kept letting me talk about myself, let's talk about now." His eyes became attentive, waiting for you to talk.You tense up not knowing what to say, locking your eyes with his dark brown ones.

You couldn't help but admire his boba eyes, long lashes and his luscious lips. Has he always looked this attractive? His permed dark hair, bangs reaching his eyes, and his cute habit of running his pointer finger to move the tips of his hair away from his sight.You snap out of your daze when sunwoo tilts his head.

"Right, uhm, well I'm actually homeschooled, bummer I know but there's nothing I can do when I can literally drop on the floor anytime," you joke, sunwoo shoots you a concerned look.

You panic when he starts to worry, "It'll only happen when I'm tired, I am extremely anemic," you say, sunwoo nods, taking note of what you said.

"I have liver cancer, I was malnourished as a baby, low blood sugar, low iron, and I was constantly sick," sunwoo watches as you avoid looking at his eyes, doing everything other than to look up at him, "I've missed so much of my childhood and teenage life, I just want to be normal. You know like, have fun, do stupid stuff, enjoy high school, dance at a prom, and if I'm lucky enough, I want to go to actual college."

You continued to rant, sunwoo still listening to every word. He wished he could magically rewind time, make your illness disappear and let you just enjoy your life, and he would want to be there to enjoy it with you.

"But please don't pity me, I have had my happy moments and I am content with that," you smiled.

Your smile was the brightest, sunwoo adored it. You were content, not wanting to be burdened with any regrets.

Life is like that, you don't know what it has in store for you. So just enjoy it, enjoy every last bit of it, remove the bad memories and only remember the good ones, for those are the ones that will keep you going.

"Oh hey sunwoo ,what are you doing here?"

"Just come with me," he drags you to his car, opening the passenger seat to let you in.

He drives off somewhere, taking you to a surprise he has prepared. You remembered how excited he was when he got his license for the first time, he wanted to take you on late night drives and road trips but you told him to slow down, trying to keep him from getting his brand new license revoked.

He parks the car at the foot of a hillside, blindfolding you as soon as you get out.

"Watch out." He says as you trip over a small rock.

"Sunwoo I can't see," you step, one foot after the other, carefully trying not to trip on anything.

"Ok, take the blind fold off," he stands in front of you, a blanket and other stuff laid out on the grass. It looked like it came out of a cliché romance movie. It's a romantic gesture nonetheless.

"When did you have time to do this?"

"I had a little help from Eric, getting stuff up here," he grins, sitting crossed legged on the blanket, patting down the spot beside him.

The moon shined bright, the stars speckled on the black sky. The beautiful fresh air hitting your skin, you breathe in to take the cool air into your lungs.

"This is beautiful sunwoo." You turned to him, his eyes staring right into yours, the moonlight casting down onto you, highlighting your features very well.

He tucks a stray hair strand behind your ear, moving his hand down to your cheek. You melt into his warm touch.

Sunwoo then grabs a speaker and starts playing a song. The slow melody surrounding you two, sunwoo standing up with his hands reaching out in front of you.

"May I have this dance with you?"

"Of course." you take his hands in yours, pulling you to stand on your feet. "Except I don't know how to dance." You said in a shy tone, sunwoo chuckled.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you." He begins by guiding your hands on where you should place it.

Your hands on his shoulders while his was around your waist. "Then just follow my lead." Your head looks down to watch his feet, following and matching his moves. You picked it up quickly, making you giggle.

Sunwoo finds your chin in between his pointer and thumb, making you look up at him. Now the moon was shining onto both of you, acting as a spotlight.

The light lets you look at him clearly. Studying every bit of his face. You didn't notice how close he was getting to your face, just a few inches apart, enough for your nose to brush together.

"Can I kiss you?"

You nod, shutting your eyes waiting for him to come closer. And you felt it, his lips pressing against yours, as he started to move, so did you, wrapping your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. It was heart fluttering, your first dance and your first kiss all in one night. It was ethereal, it felt like a dream having to feel this moment.

You pulled away, lips feeling numb. Foreheads pressed together, laughing together. You two were absolutely lovesick.

You wanted this to last forever.

And of course, the universe won't always let things last.

⚽: Nationals time

⚽: Wish me luck<3

Sunwoo sends the text, waiting for the indicator that tells him if you have read the text. You must be asleep, he says to himself, turning off his phone and keeping it inside his locker.

Running out to the field as he gets ready for the game. While being clueless about your situation.

Sunwoo wins his game. You knew that, you knew he could do it. While Sunwoo happily jumps and shouts with his team after winning, holding the trophy for their victory, he can't forget about you. He dedicates this win to you, as he promised himself that he'll confess and ask you to be his girlfriend, you were really his biggest prize.

⚽: Y/N LOOK

⚽: *inserts photo*

⚽: WE WON

⚽: It's ok, you might be asleep

⚽: I'm coming over, yeah?

⚽: We could celebrate together

He arrives at your place, flowers in one hand, sporting a wide grin. But his excited smile slowly disappears when he sees your parents to be the one who answered the door, a gloomy look on their faces.

Your mother just hugged him, sobbing into his shoulder, dropping the flowers onto the concrete. His heart sinks.

What happened?

"I am so sorry sunwoo."

No, he didn't want to hear it.

This is not true, it has to be a joke, he must be dreaming. He wants this to end, he wants to wake up. He wants to see you, he wants to be with you. He still has so much he wanted to do with you, he planned so many things, he wanted to go to college with you, he wants to start a family with you, he wants to spend the rest of his life with you—

"She's gone."

But it's true.

Sunwoo stood there, somehow he felt numb, he didn't feel like crying. No tears were threatening to spill, he didn't feel…..sad, instead he was left with an empty feeling.

He went home that night, a tight feeling in his chest. But as soon as his head lay on his pillow, tears started to prick his eyes. He starts to sob with an empty feeling. No emotions at all, mind still processing what had happened.

You had surgery during his game. A liver transplant that gave you hope of having a future.

And while he was winning his battles, you were starting to lose yours.

Months later.

Sunwoo is healing, well, sort of. He got into his dream college, a varsity in soccer.

A girlfriend?

No, he isn't ready to let go yet.

One day, he unexpectedly gets a letter. It was stuffed inside the package his mom sent to him.

It was from...you?

It was strange— still, Sunwoo opened the letter.

Hey!

If you received this letter, then… you know what happened. I am sorry for not telling you. I know today is your big game so I didn't want to make you worried that you'll end up doing bad and end up not winning, which I know you did win because you are you. So I'm just gonna write you a letter.

I appreciated everything you have done for me, I loved every single one of it. I especially remember the time on that hill, the place where I had my first dance and first kiss. You remembered everything I said I wanted to do and you ended up making it a dream come true. So thank you, for fulfilling my wishes.

And I am probably a coward for doing this but, I like you kim sunwoo, wait no, I love you. A very strong word but it's true! I love you so so so much, you really made my life even better, I am glad to have met you, I am glad that I sent that letter, and I am glad you accepted it.

I have never been so happy in my life and that's all because of you. I can rest in peace knowing I have no regrets whatsoever.

And don't hold yourself for me yeah? If you do, I will personally come and slap some sense into you. Move on, I'll always be here beside you. But of course don't forget about me

In the past few months, Sunwoo has never cried this hard. Tears were overflowing, his face buried inside the sleeve of his hoodie. He hated it, he hated you for leaving him, he hated you for leaving so soon, for leaving without saying goodbye.

He didn't want to say goodbye. He didn't want to let go, but knowing that if you could, you would be slapping him and telling him to get over it.

In just almost a year he felt like he was gonna have the best time of his life, and he thought he would be sharing it with you. But in the end, the universe refused to give a happy ending.

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ukaisprincesss · 4 years ago

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hii Art!!! may i request some wedding night smut with tanaka 😏😏 THANK YOU!! 💕

a/n: Hellooooo beautiful!!! 🖤 Yesss ive been waiting for a tanaka request 😌😌 sorry it took so long ),:

word count: 1.6k

semi-edited

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warnings: 18+ smut, so much fluff, minor name calling, cursing, choking, oral m! receiving and f! receiving

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“I now pronounce you, husband and wife.”

You met Tanaka’s teary eyes with your own, your love for him displayed in the depths of your sparkling eyes. Hands held together, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours. The distant whoops and cheers were washed away in the background as you melted into Tanaka’s arms.

Reluctantly pulling away Tanaka mumbled, “As much as I enjoy this, I don’t think this is supposed to last as long as we would like it to.” You giggled and cupped his face in your hands, pressing a light kiss on the side of his mouth. Hand in his, you both turned around and smiled at your friends and family. Multiple flashes lit up the area as pictures were taken.

The rest of the afternoon was filled with games, dancing, and your personal favorites, karaoke from Bokuto and Noya along with Yachi catching your bouquet. As the night crept up on the happy crowd, things were slowly put up and goodbyes were said. You and Ryuu had a honeymoon planned, but didn’t leave until the day after tomorrow.

“Well Mrs.Tanaka,” Ryuu said as he twirled you around to face him. “Shall we...head off?” He pressed kisses against the side of your neck, slowly trailing up to your jaw. It was moments like these that would stick with you, soft and intimate where Ryuu saw you as a goddess in his eyes. You smiled and let out a small sound of agreement, eyes closed and head tilted back. Ryuu smirked and lifted you up bridal style. You gasped and clutched onto his suit, sending him a playful frown as he laughed.

“How are we-” you were cut off by Tanaka’s tutting. “Ah ah ah, that my dear y/n has already been taken care of. It’s a surprise.” You wondered what he could’ve possibly pulled off but knowing him it could be anything. You tried to slide out of Tanaka’s arms, but he tightened his hold on you and insisted that you stayed in his arms. You made sure the ends of your dress weren’t dragging on the ground as he carried you to the entrance of the outdoor venue.

“No Ryuu...you didn't.” You stared in awe at what was a horse drawn carriage with flowers and lights decorating the cabin. Two beautiful and large mottled gray horses at the front, the driver sat behind them on a small bench.

“You like it?” Tanaka asked smugly. He was quite proud of himself for coming up with this (with the help of Suga) and knew you would love it.

“Do I like it?!” You screeched, hitting his chest. “This is like a dream come true,” you sighed happily. Pressing a kiss against your forehead, he opened the side door and sat you down gently. He climbed in from the other side and leaned forward to speak with the driver.

“Enjoy the ride and view,” the driver spoke with a charming heavy middle eastern accent. At the crack of the whip hitting the ground, the horses plowed forward and set into a trot. Giggling you gripped Tanaka’s arm overjoyed. You felt like a real princess with your prince in your carriage.

The ride was everything you could’ve imagine and more. The pleasing clop of the horses hooves and the light breeze that blew through your carriage windows paired perfectly with the twinkling lights that were strung around you. Tanaka made several sneaky passes at you but you quickly admonished his horny self so you could enjoy the ride.

You were disappointed when it was time to get off, you could ride that for hours living out your princess dream. As you sat daydreaming about the ride, Tanaka opened your door with a flourish bow holding his hand out to take yours. You grabbed it and stepped out, giving an exaggerated curtsy. You thanked the driver expressing your enjoyment for the ride and waved goodbye as the horses pulled him away.

“This way my queen,” Ryuu had picked you up again and carried you to your front door. Pausing, he looked at you intently then stepped over the threshold. You grinned and gave him a kiss, patting him to put you down. “Not a chance my love, I'm taking you to our bed and ravishing my beautiful wife.”

You squealed as he raced to your room, lightly throwing you on the bed. You sat up on your elbows with a hungry gaze as he took off his suit and tie, leaving him in a tight white button up and slacks. The faint outline of his abs pressed against the shirt catching your attention. Tanaka smirked and flexed before unbuckling his pants and practically tearing off his shirt. He crawled on top of you, hungry gaze traveling up and down your body.

“You look so beautiful in this dress y/n, I almost don’t want to take it off. But,” he drawled out before slowly pulling down the zipper on the back of your dress. Your breath hitched at the feeling of his calloused hands brushing against your back. Ryuu murmured compliments of every part of your body as he carefully took your dress off.

Bare in your bra and underwear, Ryuu traced kisses up your stomach to the middle of your chest. Sucking your nipple through your bra he expertly unclasped it with one hand, the other sliding down your panties. You lifted your hips and let out a faint moan, the ghost-like feeling of Tanaka’s lips on your breast seeping through the fabric.

“You deserve to be worshiped my goddess, don’t hold back I want to hear you.” Ryuu mumbled as he slid the straps of your bra down your arms before attacking your breasts with his mouth and hand. You let out a moan and fidgeted beneath him, grinding on the thigh he placed between your legs. Your clit pulsed and the feeling of an incoming orgasm tingled through you. “R-ryuu I’m gonna cum,” you moaned, gripping the sheets as he nipped at your nipple and tweaked the other.

“Cum on my thigh princess,” he growled before digging his thigh harder against your slit. You let out a wanton moan and grounded against him as you fell apart. You twisted your head as Tanaka stood up, the two of you breathing heavily. Your eyes drifted down to the tent in Ryuu’s boxers, the head of his cock poking out the slit. Without thought you pulled down his boxers, his cock springing up to hit his stomach. You wrapped one hand around it, your fingers struggled to meet. You pressed a kiss on the swollen head before peppering kitten licks all along his cock.

“Fuck y/n,don’t be a tease princess.” Ryuu pried open your mouth with his fingers before gripping your hair and guiding you along his length. Fueled by his moans, you pushed his dick further into your mouth and moaned. Tanaka hissed and ripped your mouth off. “Don’t get me distracted, love, this night is about you.”

Grabbing your ankles Tanaka pulled you forward before dipping his head between your legs and licking a long line up your cunt. You gasped and arched your back at the unexpected pleasure. He pinned you down with one hand on your stomach and the other holding your thigh. Ryuu devoured you like a man who was starved, tongue delving into your wet cunt, desperate to collect every drop of your juice. Your eyes rolled back as he lightly but your clit, sending you into a strong orgasm. You moaned and rolled your hips as Tanaka didn’t let up. He continued to suck your clit as another orgasm washed over you.

“Ryuu please it’s too much.” You whined, thrashing around. He didn’t say anything as he let you go with one last suck to your clit. “Are you ready for my cock princess?” He mumbled while sucking on the inside of your thigh. You nodded and whined, attempting to squeeze your thighs together. Tanaka pulled them apart with his large hands and positioned himself between you, his cock brushing against your pussy.

You gasped as he slowly sunk into you, your walls clenched tightly around him in anticipation. He groaned and muttered out, “Relax princess, you’re too tight. You’re gonna make me cum too soon.” You huffed and let your body relax, sinking into the mattress. He inched his cock forward before bottoming out, leaving you two breathless. No matter how many times you took his large cock, you would never be able to take it without struggle. His long and slow thrusts sent you into a frenzy, but you needed more.

“Ryuu...I need more, faster.” You whimpered, meeting his eyes. He smirked and pulled out before thrusting into you. The force pushed you back and you clawed his back and groaned. He pounded into you, his cock hitting the special spot that made your body twist and turn.

Tanaka moaned and wrapped a hand around your throat. “God y/n you’re so perfect, my little cock whore.” He gritted his teeth, quickening his thrusts. You gasped and threw your head back, letting out a scream as you came.

“Ugh fuck,” Tanaka held you in place, shooting ropes of hot sticky cum into your cunt.

Careful not to crush you, Tanaka laid on top of you supporting his weight with his arms. He pressed a kiss to your sweaty forehead, brushing your hair out of your face. “Ready for round two Mrs.Tanaka?” You smiled and cupped his cheek. “Am I ever Mr.Tanaka.”

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ssamie · 4 years ago

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seven. STARGAZING

suna rintaro x fem! mitsuri reader

(kny x hq)

warnings: spelling mistakes, 3k+ words, italicized words/ sentences are her thoughts, mitsuri’s hair+eye color was used.

gen masterlist. sakura mochi.

"why the hell is that brat crying?!" sanemi exclaimed in irritation as he threw a pillow at y/n's head

"ara~ dont be so insensitive, shinazugawa-kun" shinobu cooed at him "y/n-chan here had just been recently put into the 'friendzone', as she calls it" she said

"hah? that's it?" sanemi scoffed "i know someone who's been at it for years. atleast he's not bawling his eyes out like a child"

"w-who is it, sanemi-kun?" she sniffled lightly as she raised her head from shinobu's lap "heh." sanemi sneered as he eyed obanai who has been glaring him down for the past few minutes "its that snake fucker-"

oabani cut him off by quickly kicking him away, making sanemi's body hit the wall with a loud thud, leaving cracks onto the concrete upon contact. "you shouldn't listen to him." obanai said to her "he's just messing with you"

obanai walked over to her side, taking her away from shinobu and situating her on his lap.

"ara ara~ have fun you two" shinobu cooed at them as she walked away. but of course, not before sending a jab towards giyuu. "ara~ i bet you're wondering what that's like. right, tomioka-san?" she asked mockingly

"well you better stop wondering since it's never gonna happen anyways" shinobu laughed "its not like anyone likes you here"

giyuu didn't react, and simply stared stoicly at her. "im not disliked by people." he said.

"whatever helps you sleep at night" shinobu cooed as she waved him off

"now.." obanai trailed off "who made you cry like this?" he asked "i'll kill them." he said, as kaburamaru hissed in agreement

she sulked and slouched back onto his chest, playing with her hair as obanai rested his chin on her shoulders "well, i don't want you to kill suna-kun" she hummed

"how would he become my husband if he dies?"

silence. absolute silence. everyone in the room looked at each other before turning ghostly pale, looking nervously at obanai before innocently whistling and pretending to mind their own business.

"your- your what?" obanai stammered as he let out a shaky laugh

"my husband" she answered with a huff

"i've been searching for so long, and who would've guessed i'd find him through highschool!" she squealed

"ara ara~ b-but you said you were looking for a man stronger than you, y/n-chan" shinobu cooed out with a sheepish laugh

"i doubt that suna person fits that description" giyuu commented

she then suddenly perks up and shakes her head with a smile on her face. "nope! but suna-kun makes me so weak when he smiles or talks or blinks or sleeps or breath near me!!" she squeals

"i feel like turning into a puddle when he talks! a puddle!!" she said

she laid on the ground in a starfish position with a dreamy look on her face, "like this!" she said as to emphasise her point

"i see! he sounds like a flamboyant man, indeed!" uzui exclaimed with a grin

"w-well...i guess all you can do is hope he returns your feelings someday" obanai muttered "if he doesn't then im sure there's still someone out there who would happily love and care for you" he said

"haha! simply marry one, two, or three flamboyant men you lay your eyes on!" uzui exclaimed with a laugh "im pretty sure you're the only one here who would want three lovers all at the same time" giyuu muttered

"how unflamboyant of you, tomioka!" uzui sneered

y/n looked back at obanai and curiously cocked her head to the side, "it's so weird.."

"how could you know so much about topics like these, obanai-kun?" she asked

"how could i not." obanai mumbled bitterly as a gloomy aura surrounded his form.

suddenly, a loud thumping of feet caught all the hashiras' attentions. the door slammed open, revealing a very frantic nezuko. she ran towards the love hashira and hid herself under her haori.

"nezuko-chan?" y/n muttered curiously as she peeked under her haori to look down at the girl. "hmm" nezuko hummed back through her muzzle.

suddenly, two sets of footsteps followed. as well as loud screaming.

"nezuko-chaaannnn~" zenitsu cooed loudly "come here, nezuko-chan~"

"zenitsu! leave her alone already!" tanjiro exclaimed in a frantic tone as he tried to hold zenitsu back "nezuk- aCK! WHAT IS THIS?! IS THIS HEAVEN?!" zenitsu shrieked as he caught sight of the hashira holding the girl in her arms

"zenitsu! cut it out! let's go!" tanjiro scolded him as he dragged the blond away "NO NO! I WANNA SEE NEZUKO-CHAN AND Y/N-SENPAIII!!!" zenitsu wailed as tanjiro ushered him out of the room

"leave it zenitsu! let's go eat so you can calm down" tanjiro said with a sigh

"WAIT! I WANNA JOIN YOU!!" y/n yelled as she hurriedly ran after the two

"wait-" obanai's words were ignored, seeing as she was already out the door, leaving a trail of dust behind her "i was gonna tell her she didn't have any money." obanai mumbled as he glanced at her bag, which was situated by the corner of the room.

"hmm, mhhm" nezuko hummed as she sat herself beside sanemi

"dont sit next to me, you eyesore" sanemi scowled "there's plenty of space there by tomioka!"

"ara~ it seems even nezuko-chan doesn't like tomioka-san after all" shinobu cooed in pity "how sad."

"shut up, woman."

"ahhh, this is so good~" she said with a content sigh as she practically inhaled the bowl of ramen "tanjiro-kun, we should eat out together more often" she said "you seem to know a lot of good restaurants"

tanjiro smiled and waved his hands dismissively, nodding his head as he placed more food into her plate. "its no big deal, y/n-senpai. i used to come here with nezuko a lot" he said "and, we should definitely eat together more often!" he said with a smile as sparkles seemed to surround him

'my god.' she breathed in and out

'tanjiro is so cute! and so nice! he would definitely make a good husband!' she thought to herself

'and zenitsu..' she trailed off, her eyes slowly averting towards the blond

'zenitsu is so.. SCARY?! WHAT'S WITH THAT FACE?!'

she smiled shakily as she caught sight of zenitsu's grim expression, paired along with a glare as he mumbled angrily to himself "what's bothering you zenitsu-kun?" she asked him

"what's bothering me? what's bOTHERING ME?!?" he shrieked "I SHOULD BE THE ONE SITTING NEXT TO YOU, Y/N-SENPAI! BUT INSTEAD THAT FOREHEAD BOY TOOK MY SPOT!" zenitsu scowled

"AND YOU!" tanjiro jumped as zenitsu pointed an accusing finger to his face "YOU'VE BEEN STEALING MY THUNDER, HAVEN'T YOU?! YOU'VE BEEN TALKING HER UP SO SHE WOULDN'T BE MY WIFE! YOU'RE SO CRUEL!!" zenitsu exclaimed

tanjiro blinked in shock as he cluelessly shook his head in response "i wasn't doing anything like that!" he said

"YES YOU WERE!!" zenitsu screamed in aggravation "now im definitely gonna be left alone. to die. to rot. to reencarnate as a miserable snail that never finds a mate!"

tanjiro sweat dropped as he gave zenitsu a weirded out glare "what are you even talking about?"

"ah, but look at it this way, zenitsu!" she chimed in "by sitting across from me, it's like we're on a date! that's usually how it goes with couples, you know?" she cooed as she placed her hands on top of his

zenitsu paled as his eyes repeatedly dart from her and their hands. "a-a date?" he squeaked out

"oh well... something like that" she chuckled nervously, not at all used to the blond being this quiet

"i see." zenitsu stated in an unusually serious tone. "tanjiro." he turned to look at the burgundy-haired boy. "i can now die in peace. my life, dreams and goals are fulfilled. i can die a happy man."

"what are you talking about?" tanjiro sweat dropped

just then, a distinctive sound of a bell rang, signalling that a person had entered the doors. she looked back to see who has entered, all while still munching on a piece of meat and ignoring zenitsu, who was currently practicing his wedding vows.

"suna-kun?" she subconsciously called out as she recognised the person to be none other than suna rintarou himself

"oh, hey bunny" suna sent her a nod as he trudged into the restaurant, carrying a skateboard with him.

"suna-kun!! hi! what are you doing here?" she asked him "im picking up some food for later" he answered mindlessly as he walked towards her table

"oh hey.." suna nodded at tanjiro and zenitsu.

"hi, are you a friend of y/n-senpai?" tanjiro asked with a kind smile "friend? more like a leech. he's interrupting my time with her!!" zenitsu whispered to tanjiro

"uh, yeah. she's also our manager" suna answered unbotheredly despite feeling zenitsu's glare on him

tanjiro looked at y/n, who seemed to be too immersed in suna's face at the moment, given that she was staring lovingly at him with lovesick eyes. "y/n-senpai, i think zenitsu and i need to go back to the dojo" tanjiro said with a soft laugh. he gripped zenitsu's haori as he forced the blond to stand and walk away despite his protests.

"eh? really?" she asked them, "oh well.. okay.."

"i guess i'll just pay for your guys' meals then!" she clasped her hands in delight as she pulled out a wallet from her pocket "oh no, it seems ive taken the wrong wallet" she hummed in feign innocence

she shrugged and made a shushing motion to the boys "oh well. don't tell giyuu-san~" she cooed

"we won't!!" tanjiro exclaimed as he waved her goodbye. she waved them off, watching their figures disappear with a smile on her face. she laughed softly as she heard zenitsu's distant screams.

"that was cute" suna snickered "didn't know your friends were that nice. unlike that bandaged dude"

she smiled apologetically at him and sighed "sorry about obanai-kun.. it takes a while to get on his good side, i suppose" she said "but hes a very nice person. you just gotta be patient with him" she said

"i don't think i have the patience for that" suna yawned

"anyways, sushi or tempura?" he asked "why are you asking me?" she asked

"well, you're gonna be eating with me so might as well let you pick" he said with a nonchalant shrug. she blinked dumbly at him as she watched him start to skim through the menu "wait- why would i be eating with you??"

"well usually, when guys take a girl out for dinner, they'd be eating right?" suna said with a chuckle

'take me out.. ME?! AND HIM?!' she panicked

'DINNER?! but i already ate..' she looked down at her stomach, and sweat dropped upon feeling it rumble

'nevermind.. im still hungry' she thought to herself

"u-uhm.. sushi?" she answered with slight hesitance "sushi it is" suna said with a nod as he proceeded to order.

'ahshhsjsj!!! is this a date?! am i out of the 'friendzone'?? ' she thought

"good thing i have you with me. or else i'll have to invite tsumu out instead" suna gagged "that piss head's been testing me lately." he said "so i'd much rather spend time with my best friend" he said in a teasing tone, nudging her with his elbow as he laughed

"a-ah.. yes.. right" she responded. she smiled blankly as she stared at the air before her, slowly feeling herself wither away into nothingness.

"here you are, sir! takeout order for sushi!" the waitress announced as she placed the paper bag on the table "that was fast" suna mumbled as he paid her the amount

"ah thank you! sir and maam-" the waitress sweat dropped as she made eye contact with the pink and green haired girl. the lady was well aware that she had already eaten a full course meal a few moments prior. she had personally watched her inhale three bowls of ramen and two plates of pudding. though she still let her be.

"anyways. i was heading to the skatepark, let's eat there" suna said "i didnt know you skate, suna-kun" she said with a soft smile as her eyes raked down his form

'ahh, hes looking especially good with a sketeboard..' she thought to herself

'he looks so cool' she squealed internally

'calm down, calm down' she thought as she eased her erratic breathing down

"its just a hobby i guess" suna shrugged as he stretched his arms over his head "i could even teach ya if ya want" suna said with a small smirk as he handed her the board

her eyes landed on the board with a glimmer of curiosity. she smiled nervously and nodded "sure! though, I'd probably fall a lot.." she muttered

"dont worry, i'll catch you"

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"y/n- y/n please just trust me" suna said with a grunt "it's not that bad!"

"yes it is! it's so-wait suna-kun it's moving!!" she whined as the board skidded ever so lightly. "calm down" suna chuckled, with a strained smile as he felt her already deathly grip tighten even more around his arm

"okay, how bout this" suna hummed out as he clasped her shoulders in his hands. "if you manage to learn atleast one trick tonight, we can go stargazing or whatever"

'stargazing with suna.. stargazing.. suna..' she chanted repeatedly in her head

wordlessly, she snatched the board and placed it by the ramp, and skated down with ease. "..." suna stared at her from across the ramp as she landed with a flip.

"so we've been going through hell and back for so long. when this whole time, you could do it all along" suna sighed "i was just motivated!" she exclaimed as she ran towards him

"by what? stargazing?" suna chuckled as he ruffled her hair with his hand "exactly!" she replied with a bright grin

suna shook his head with a smile as he led her to a bench, setting down his board on the ground and the bag of sushi between them "you're just so adorable, aren't ya" suna said in a teasing tone as he playfully rolled his eyes at her

'AM I?? AM I ADORABLE?!' she panicked

"so." suna mused "how's your life going, bunny?"

"ahm, it's nice.." she muttered back shyly as she took a bite of the sushi "how about you, suna-kun?" she asked him "how has your life been going?" suna shrugged and leaned back on the bench, eyes landing on the constellation of stars above them

"its been normal. not much going on other than recording random fights at school" he said "but it's been fun having you around, bunny" he said as he turned to look at her

only to sweat drop upon seeing her mutter flusteredly to herself, all while her face burns a bright red color

'he looks so cool and mysterious like that' she thought

'he has such a pretty side profile!!' she fawned

'his eyes are all sparkly from the moonlight and stars!!' she basically seethed as she screamed in her head

"hey, you okay?" suna chuckled as he taps on her forehead "uh im fine.." she muttered flusteredly as her eyes crossed to focus on his finger, which was still tapping on her forehead

"heh, you better be or else im getting my ass beat by the twins" he said jokingly as he crossed his arms over his chest "the twins.." she mumbled, scratching her head as she pondered over a thought that seems to nag at her

"the twins, the twins,, oh they're waiting for me at home!!" she frantically opened her phone and went to the messaging app. she smiled nervously as she was greeted with over a hundred texts from the two boys

"ah.. i forgot about the movie night tsumu-kun proposed.." she chuckled sheepishly as she sunk down on the seat out of guilt "hm.. let's go then" suna said as he held his hand out for her to take

"im in the mood to crash your guys' movie night" suna chuckled as he pulled her up to her feet

'ADJSFHJKL HANDS HANDS HANDS!!' she panicked

she looked at their loosely intertwined hands. his grip was quite loose, almost not even there in the first place. his fingers tangled nicely with hers as they walked. it was a cliche she had never thought she'd experience. walking hand in hand with the person you admire under the moon and stars.

'he's so warm..' she thought as she felt the slightest bit of body heat getting transferred onto her

"alright. get ready to run, bunny" suna teased as his hand moved to grip her wrist "if you're too slow, i won't be comin' back for you" he taunted playfully as he started running while dragging her along

"okay! i'll run in full speed!" she huffed back with a smile of determination as she pried his hand off her wrist and went to grip his instead

"wait wait. not full speed. y/n-" suna chuckled nervously as he tried to plant himself down on the ground with his feet

he was well aware that her body was simply built different, if anything. her speed, stamina, and strength was enough to make a grown man cry, and frankly, he was in no mood to deal with that at the moment.

"okay, suna-kun! let's go!" she exclaimed as she started running

"wait waIT WAIT-"

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"welcome home, y/n" osamu greeted her with a small smile as he ushered the girl into the fort they had made

"and goodbye suna" he said to the brunette before he could even step onto the porch "oi! let me in!" suna said with a grunt as he blocked the door from closing with his foot "i didnt go through all that for nothing" suna muttered as he waltzed inside their home uninvited

"oi sunarin!! how dare you hog y/n-chan to yerself?!" atsumu snarled as he went to kick suna on the back "shut up you blond bitch" suna scowled as he threw a random pillow at atsumu's face

"tch" atsumu scoffed childishly the blond then blinked curiously as a snicker went past his lips "oi sunarin, yer pussy bangs are looking worse than usual" atsumu laughed "what happened to ya?"

"we ran so fast i think the wind split my skull open" suna groaned as he went to fix his hair "ara~ but i slowed down so you wouldn't be so tired, suna-kun" she said with a tone of concern

"you slowed down? that was slow for you?" suna scoffed in disbelief

"well anyways, i have something to tell ya, y/n-chan!" atsumu beamed as he slung his arm around her shoulder "i was supposed to tell you this, but that was before suna stole ya from me!!" atsumu hissed at the brunette

suna didn't reply, but simply flipped the blond off in response. "what is it, tsumu-kun?" she asked him as she discarded herself of her haori "i want ya to meet a friend of mine tomorrow" he said

"oh that's nice! i'd love to meet them!" she beamed happily "but one thing to consider" atsumu said in a warning tone. he threw a bottle of sanitizer at her and a pack of masks and latex gloves.

"we gotta make sure yer clean"

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whats-rambled-rambled · 4 years ago

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stuck in stories - a hostage situation

Neil x Reader

summary: the intel you’d received was shit lacking, and as the mission got awry, you had to improvise.

+ song: Nothing But Thieves - Particles

warnings: language, some violence, blood mention, hand content

author’s note: thank you so much for inspiring me to write this little piece, my dear friend. And for that fantastic song.

This one is more action-packed than the previous works, I hope you’re going to like it!

This is a one-shot, but as usual - hits differently in you’re familiar with Neil and Reader from Stuck in Reverse series.

Enjoy and let me know what you think!

___

You ducked between the crates. The dim light of the warehouse was working to your advantage.

But you could already hear the ruckus at the corridor, the doors you’d barricaded were not going to hold for much longer.

You checked the ammo - two bullets left.

“I’m almost out, you?” you whispered as you stopped in the darkest spot you could find.

Neil crouched right next to you and shot you a quick, panicked look.

Shit.

You gritted your teeth, your mind racing to find a solution for the unfortunate situation you’d found yourselves in. Aborting the mission was one option, but both of you knew that an opportunity like this is not going to happen anytime soon. What else?

“We could wait for them here, let them spread out, and take them one by one.”

Neil raised a brow, quite amused at the idea. “And rely on your sneaking skills?” he snorted and shook his head. “Just shoot me now.”

“Fuck you, darling,” you huffed, punching him in the arm. He got a point though. You sighed. “Fair enough, we need a distraction, then. Any ideas?”

He chewed on his bottom lip as he glanced over his shoulder at the other side of the hall. His face was tense, but the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. “You’re not going to like it.”

You were sure of it. But the time was running out, and so were your options.

“Hit me.”

Neil took a deep breath. “Remember Munich?” he said and his eyes lit up. “I believe it’s my turn now.”

Of course you remembered. You’d had to improvise to buy some time for the rest of the team to get on the site, so you’d acted as a decoy. What you also remembered was spending the next two weeks in the hospital.

And that agonizing pain.

You winced at the memory. You were not willing to see anyone in that state ever again. Especially not him.

“Forget it, I’m not leaving you--”

Neil turned your way and placed both hands on your arms. “Those guys are pawns. I’ll be fine.” His voice was calm, but it sent a cold shiver down your spine anyway. You knew he’d made up his mind already.

A loud bang on the other side of the hall.

They were getting closer.

A spike of panic was trying to force its way through your mind, but you were so deep in your mission mode, you barely felt it. The only indication of its presence was the pulse pounding in your ears.

“But-”

Neil’s gloved hand covered your mouth as he peeked from your cover. He clenched his jaw and looked back at you with determination. “Don’t argue with me. Get the pass-codes and radio-in the cavalry,” he said, searching your eyes for any sign of compliance. You stared back at him in a silent protest. “Please.” His dark gaze got softer, finally breaking your will.

You nodded.

Neil exhaled slowly and lowered his hand. You grabbed it and squeezed his fingers reassuringly.

“I’ll find you.”

He quickly pulled you closer into a kiss. “I know. Run.”

And so you did.

You reached the first door and managed to force a lock when you heard the sound of the barricade being breached. You rushed into a corridor and cocked your pistol, just in case there was any leftover security personnel at this side of the compound. There shouldn’t be any, but the intel you’d received at your briefing had already turned out to be lacking.

Finding the right room wasn’t a problem. Neither was overriding another, more advanced lock. Late-night lessons with Neil turned out to be invaluable. You could almost hear his clear instructions in your mind, walking you through the whole process.

The memory of one of your first lockpicking lessons flashed before your eyes. Losing your patience and groaning in frustration after breaking yet another tool. Neil’s arms wrapped around you, his hands on yours, slowly but steadily guiding your movements.

You smiled to yourself as the door gave in with a quiet click. You slipped into the room and looked around. Someone definitely tried to make it look like an elevated boss office, but you didn’t have time to muse over the poor choices in interior design. You jumped to the desk, reaching for a pendrive hidden in your vest. As you plugged it into the computer and ran a script to help you sneak into the system, you could finally signal the team.

“Ives, do you copy? We need a backup over here,” you barked into a walkie and tossed it on the desk.

“Copy. ETA to secondary breach location - thirteen minutes. Hang in there.”

No questions asked? Must have been something in your tone.

A minute later, you gained access to all files and after a quick search, you found what you’d been looking for. You copied the files and hesitated. Biting your lip, you typed in a few commands and pulled out feeds from the security cameras on the screen. You browsed through the images from different locations, trying to find any clue about Neil’s whereabouts.

You inhaled sharply. There he was, sitting on the chair in the middle of a room, with his hands tied behind his back. A woman in a black security uniform was standing in front of him, her back facing the camera. She punched Neil in the face, the force of that blow almost sending him to the ground. You spurted out a litany of cuss words as you unmuted the feed.

“I’ve asked you a question, pretty boy.”

You clenched your hands on the edge of the desk, watching as Neil spat out blood on the ground.

“So that was the annoying ringing in my ear,” he scoffed, his lips curled in a sly smile. “Blimey.”

The next punch landed on his stomach, making him bend in half breathless.

“Where is your partner?” the woman snarled, grabbing Neil by the hair and making him look at her.

“Got out and left me here,” he said, coughing out.

“If you’re lying-”

Even with the questionable quality of the feed, you could see his eyes lighting up. “What, you’re gonna beat me?” he mocked with a shit-eating grin.

“Oh honey, I’ve barely touched you,” the woman chuckled, taking his chin in her palm and squeezing it. She glanced over her shoulder and you realized there must have been someone else in the room with them. “Check it.”

“Take your time!” Neil called after the person leaving the room. For a brief moment, his gaze focused on the camera, as if he knew you were watching him. He shifted slightly, wincing. You noticed a trickle of blood coming down his face from the cut on his cheekbone. The way he wanted to look relaxed, leaning back on the chair with his legs spread wide, made you grit your teeth. The corner of his lips twitched as he raised a brow. “So... you come here often?”

A hysterical giggle escaped your mouth. Oh god, he was going to get himself killed.

You reached for the walkie. “Got the codes, on my way to the rendezvous point.”

“Copy. Meet you there in five.”

Packing your things and erasing every sign of your presence from the room, you took one more look at the screen, just in the right moment to see a precise kick landing on Neil’s ribs. You closed your eyes, but you could still hear his muffled groan.

“Ives,” - you said, turning off the computer and making your way out - “hurry up, please.”

With the help of the squad, you secured the area in no time. As you burst into the room where Neil was being held captive, you didn’t hesitate. It took you a second to lock on the woman you’d seen on the screen just minutes before, another second to put a bullet into her head. Few more shots echoed through the room. Only when Wheeler called all clear, you allowed yourself to look at Neil, sitting still on the chair in the middle of the room.

The vacant stare he gave you made your heart clench in your chest.

Before you could run to him, Ives grabbed your elbow.

“Child’s play, eh? What happened here?”

You glared at him, flashing your teeth in frustration.

Couldn’t it wait?

“We’ve run out of luck. Or your intel was shit. You pick.”

“Fucking hell,” Ives let go of you, his face tense as he considered your words. He glanced towards Neil and rolled his eyes. “Oi, mate, stop slacking, could have gotten out of those knots like three times since we came in.”

That made Neil finally focus his gaze.

As you walked up to him, he blinked a few times and winced, releasing his hands from the ropes. He rubbed his wrists and scoffed, “A little sympathy wouldn’t kill you, you know.”

Now that your adrenaline rush was wearing off, you were slowly getting overflown by the emotions you’d kept bottled up since the moment you split up in the warehouse. Seeing Neil’s face up close, covered in bruises, bleeding from cuts on his eyebrow and cheekbone, brought a choking lump to your throat.

You knelt in front of him and carefully took his hands in yours, only then realizing that he no longer had his gloves on. You held your breath as your eyes ran along the wounds on his knuckles. His long fingers trembled lightly as he interlocked them with yours, making you glance up to meet his eyes.

Neil looked at you tenderly, but he clearly struggled with concentrating his gaze on a single point.

“I’m fine,” he said softly and gave you a weak smile.

You bit your lip. You desperately wanted to kiss him, but you were too afraid to hurt him to even graze your fingertips against his face. There was also the tiny part of you not willing to make a scene in front of your team, but to be honest, you were way past caring at that point. As your thumbs gently stroked his fingers, you let out a shaky breath.

You stood up and reached out your hand to help him get up, but he waved at you dismissively. You rolled your eyes, still ready to provide a safeguard at any moment.

And you were right to do so; as soon as Neil got up and tried to take a step, he lost his balance.

“I’ve got you,” you said, taking his arm and tossing it on your shoulders, wrapping your own arm around his back. Neil leaned on you and frowned, shooting you a thankful look.

As you guided him towards the door, you noticed his clenched jaw and a pale shade on the uninjured parts of his face.

He was far from fine and both of you knew it.

And to think he could have escaped his bounds way before you got to him if only he’d wanted to. You shook your head. “Why the hell did you let them do all of that to you?” you said under your breath.

His brows drew together as if you just asked about the most obvious thing in the world.

“Because as long as they were focusing on me, they wouldn’t be focusing on you.”

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sunnydaisy1 · 4 years ago

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Arts and Crafts

SAM WILSON X READER

A/N: there is not enough sam fics on tumblr so here I am. I haven’t edited this i am too tired for life right now. Also please send me requests for marvel especially peter parker, sam wilson, bucky, steve and scott.

You yawned as you walked into the main kitchen and living area the avengers shared. Tony had sent a message round to everyone telling them to gather here and considering that the time was 7 o'clock in the morning you weren't best pleased. Nat was leaning against one of the counters and snorted at your sleepy expression as you walked past her to the coffee machine. You glared at her and returned to your coffee making, rubbing your eyes as the machine started pouring caffeine into your mug. Once the steaming beverage was done, you sleepily dragged yourself to the breakfast bar and plopped down into one of the stools. At that moment, Steve, Sam and Bucky entered the room, obviously having just finished a group workout as they were all freshly showered and wafting man smell everywhere. You rolled your eyes at their annoyingly energetic selves and sipped your coffee. When Sam noticed your slumped form at the bar he smiled softly and walked over to you, scooting into the seat next to you and reaching out to take a sip of your coffee. Unfortunately for you, you were too late to prevent the smirking soldier from slurping a large proportion of your beverage. You grumbled and glared at Sam who passed you back your mug with a cheeky grin. "You look cheery this morning." He said, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning onto the counter. "Well sorry mr early bird but some of us don't appreciate being woken up at the crack of dawn for a meeting stark called and hasnt even turned up for yet." You snarked back, causing a chuckle to fall from Sam, "It's quarter past 7 love, dawn was 3 hours ago." You glared at him for what felt the 100th time that morning and felt a small heat rise to your face as you saw the obnoxiously handsome smirk Sam held on his face and the way his biceps were bulging as they leaned on the bar top. "Same thing." You mumbled, draining the last drops of your coffee. Tony walked in and Steve grumbled a 'finally' as you all turned your attention to the billionaire carrying some pastries. He dumped them in front of you and Sam and you both instantly reached in to pull out breakfast. "What's this all about then Stark?" Sam asked as he chewed on his pecan twist. "Ive gathered you all here because we have got a charity event today for some of the schools in the area. You all will be hosting an activity for the kids. We have 2 hours until they all arrive." You grimaced as you vaguely remembered Tony mentioning the charity event a few weeks back but you had been so busy on missions recently you had forgotten. Judging by the similar looks on the teams' faces around the room, you gathered that the event had also slipped their minds. "So... Steve and Bucky you will be hosting the self defense taster down in the gym, a few agents will also be down there to ensure you aren't teaching them anything too aggressive..." Tony continued to list off everyone in the room and ticked off his checklist, "Okay and finally, Wilson and Agent L/N will be hosting arts and crafts in the downstairs hall." At once Sam spoke up, "wait why have I got stuck with arts and crafts?" You chuckled at his distraught expression, he obviously thought he was above painting and colouring. "Why you scared of a lil glitter Sammy?" You giggled and he glared at you, hating the effect that nickname had on him. "No...I just think my talents lie elsewhere." He replied causing you to snort. "Well suck it up Wilson." Tony replied and you saw Bucky and Steve wetting themselves on the other side of the room. Sam had obviously noticed too as he had a huge frown on his face and was scowling at them. "Alright everybody go get ready, all your supplies should be in the rooms already. And remember, 2 hours until they arrive." You sighed and stood up, placing your mug in the dishwasher. Sam was waiting by the door, and you nudged him as you both walked out, "Come on Wilson, cheer up, your stuck with me for 6 hours." Sam groaned and rolled his eyes, "Oh great." When you both reached the room, your eyes widened when you looked at the large pile of boxes brimming with craft supplies stacked in the middle of the room. "Jeeezz." Sam breathed out, walking over to inspect the mountain. You both opened the cardboard box lids and scanned the supplies, "Where do we even start?" You asked, baffled at the amount Tony had ordered. "Guess we just start with one box and empty them until it's all set up." Sam replied and you nodded, tying your hair up into a ponytail. Almost 2 hours later, the room had been transformed into a neatly organised explosion with paint, pencils, glitter glue and many other supplies on each table. "Okay, we have 5 minutes until the kiddos arrive." Sam stated, checking the watch on his wrist. "Cool, I'm gonna grab us some water and snacks from the kitchen. Try not to break anything while I'm gone." You teased and Sam playfully rolled his eyes, "Alright." When you arrived back into the room, arms loaded with bags of snacks, you immediately laughed at how awkward Sam looked surrounded by little kids all badgering him with questions. You quickly distributed the food into one of the empty cardboard boxes in the corner and walked over to Sam, giggling at his wide eyed expression of fear. "Hey everyone!" You said loudly, gathering all the little kids attentions, "I'm Y/N and this is Sam. We are gonna be doing arts and crafts with you today, how does that sound?" At once all the children cheered and you glanced at Sam who stood in awe and fear. "Okay then, lets all sit down at a table and we can start." The kids all ran to a chair and you walked over to Sam, "you okay Sammy?" He nodded slowly, "I don't know what I'm meant to do, they're so small." You chuckled and took his hand in yours, dragging him over to a table. "It'll be fine just relax, they can smell fear," You whispered. Soon, each child was creating some sort of masterpiece and you were sitting with a small group of kids who were colouring. "Wow Amy I love your dog it looks awesome." You commented, making the shy little girl beam. "Thankyou." She replied and you smiled, carrying on colouring a picture you had attempted to draw of an elephant. Glancing up to check on Sam, you looked to see he had a girl sat on his thigh as they both coloured something. You felt your heart begin to swell and butterflies fill your stomach as you watched the adorable scene. The girl was happily chatting away to Sam and he was nodding, laughing every so often and replying to many of the kids around the table. "Could you please pass me the green?" Tom asked, one of the boys sitting opposite Sam. "Yep, there you go." the soldier replied and Tom thanked him before returning to his drawing. The little girl sat on Sam's thigh tapped his arm and he looked down to her, "I want to give this to my Mum when I go home." Gracie said and Sam nodded, "that's very nice of you." Gracie blushed a little and grinned, "you should give your drawing to Y/N, then she could put it on her fridge like my mummy does." Sam glanced down at the image Gracie had drawn of Sam and you together that he was colouring. "I don't know about that..." He said and Gracie frowned, "you should give it to her and then she'll want to marry you and stick all your drawings on the fridge." Sam choked on his air a little, "why would she want to marry me because I gave her our picture?" Gracie sighed as if Sam had just asked the most obvious question there was, "because she loves you." "What? No she doesn't Gracie." Sam replied and Gracie shook her head, "Mummy told me when people love each other very much they look at each other in a special way and you and Y/N look at each other like that." Sam gaped at the little smiling girl on his lap and struggled to form any words at how outright she was being, "Oh urh no I dont think so." Gracie then giggled and said, "Plus Y/N was looking at your bum earlier so she definitely wants to marry you." Sam felt heat rise to his face and Gracie shrugged, not phased at all by their conversation. The pair continued to colour together and the topic quickly changed to the pasta Gracie had eaten last night for dinner. When the last few kids were leaving the craft room as it had eventually reached 3pm, you sighed and groaned at the mess of glitter and pens all around you. "I do not want to clear this up." You stated and Sam nodded, standing up from his chair, "Neither, I never knew kids could be this messy." You chuckled and glanced at the soldier walking towards you, instantly breaking out into laughter when you noticed the large red streak of paint across his cheek. At once Sam frowned and stopped next to you, "What?" You giggled and wiped your thumb across his cheek, showing him the red paint he had somehow managed to acquire. "Oh..." Sam said, rubbing the paint with the back of his hand but managing to just smudge it more. You chuckled and shook your head, "Sorry Sammy but your just making it worse." He huffed in frustration and put his hand down, giving up with cleaning his face, "Oh well, I'll wash it off later." Eventually, the room was turned back into a presentable state with only specks of glitter littered across the floor that you knew would be impossible to remove. You yawned and walked to the entrance, followed closely by Sam who turned the light off. "Im exhuasted." He said, trying to stifle a yawn. "Me too, I'm gonna head up for a shower." You replied and Sam nodded, "Alright, I'll see you later, chinese for dinner." You softly smiled and both walked to your seperate rooms, ready to wash off the paint and glitter encrusted into your skin. When you had given up on trying to remove all the glitter from your hair in the shower, you headed into your room and huddled under your duvet, wanting to catch up on some netflix before dinner. A knock at the door interrupted your series selection and you looked up to see Sam standing at your door, a small smile on his face. "Hey y/n." He said, closing the door behind him. "Hey Sammy, did you need anything?" You asked, confused why he looked so nervous. "Oh uh no, I just wanted to give you something." He replied, walking closer to you as you stood up and put your laptop on your cabinet. "Oh okay." You said, smiling under Sam's soft gaze. He handed you a sheet of paper and you frowned in confusion before turning it over and giggling. Sam rubbed the back of his neck nervously watching your eyes scan the drawing Gracie and him had made. "I know its stupid but I wanted you to have it." Sam said quietly and you looked up at his shy smile, "I love it." You grinned and he seemed to let out a breath of relief, "you can stick it on your fridge." You chuckled and rubbed your thumb over the drawing of you and sam standing together. "Thanks Sammy." The aforementioned soldier felt heat rise to his face and saw your eyes flick down to his lips. "Uh I should probably find Nat... see what she urm wants for dinner." You said awkwardly, trying not to focus on the way Sam was chewing his lip and the tight grey shirt he was wearing that unfairly showed off his chiselled chest and arms. "Oh right." Sam nodded, seeming to break out of a trance and opened your door, "I'll uh see you later yeah?" You nodded and he stepped out, looking at you one last time and giving you a small smile before disappearing down the corridor. You looked down at the drawing in your hand again and groaned, heart and muscles aching for you to run after the tall man and press your lips against his. Instead, you shut you door and walked to Nats room. When you knocked on her door, the red haired agent opened it with a knowing smirk on her face. "What's Wilson done now?" She asked and you groaned, stepping in to her room. You held out the drawing he gave you and Nat scanned it quickly before looking up at you in confusion. "Why have you got a drawing of you and Sam?" She asked, frowning. "He gave it to me." You sighed, causing Nat to laugh. "He gave it to you?" You nodded and Nat grinned, "wow he is so in love with you." You rolled your eyes at her sarcasm, "Wow thanks Nat. But seriously how am I meant to refrain from jumping his ass when he keeps doing adorable stuff like this?" Nat laughed and handed you back the paper, "You just need to go and tell him or you'll spend the rest of your lives dancing around each other and not doing anything about it." You sighed, "I know. But what if he doesnt like me back then I've just screwed up our friendship and the team dynamic." Nat nodded sympathetically, "I know it's scary but come on that man loves you to death and somehow everyone but you can see it." You looked down at the drawing again and nodded, "Fine, but if i end up dying on the spot from embarrassment after his rejection I'm blaming you." Nat rolled her eyes and pushed you out the door, shouting a 'good luck.' You nervously walked down the corridor and up the short staircase to the kitchen. Sam was leaning against the table, looking at something on his phone with a frown. Your heart instantly sped up and stomach did a hundred flips. You walked softly into the shared dining area and coughed lightly. At once, Sam looked up and smiled. "Urm I uh need to tell you something." You nervously stuttered, avoiding looking into his deep eyes. "Oh okay." Sam said, mind instantly running with negative ideas that you were hurt or he had done something wrong. "I urm well I... I think that you're urm." You looked up at him and his concerned eyes met yours. "Please could you uh turn around." Sam's face flitted with confusion, "wait what?" "I urm I cant talk with you looking at me like that." You said and Sam frowned but turned around. "Okay." He softly said, and you scanned his form, trying to build up the courage to tell him. "I guess I well I just want to say that I think you're the most lovely person in the world and I dont think that I could live without you Sam. You make me feel so comfortable and calm me down when I feel like the world is collapsing on me. You never fail to make me smile and I feel like the room lights up when you walk in. I love how kind and sweet you are to everyone but also how you make the stupidest jokes in the world and laugh your head off. I'm in love with you Sam and want to spend the rest of my life with you." You looked up to see Sam turning around to face you. You couldnt bear to meet his eye, knowing any possible friendship was now gone. A soft hand touched your cheek and lifted your head up, making your teary gaze meet his. "I'm in love with you too Y/N and I never want to leave your side." Sam pressed his lips against yours softly, making your heart stutter with happiness. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your body against his, deepening the kiss as his hands squeezed your hips tightly. "Hey sam whens the chinese.... oh." Bucky said, his voice trailing off when he saw his best friend passionately kissing you. He wolf-whistled and chuckled, "Took you guys long enough." Sam broke apart from your lips, resting his forehead against yours, "Fuck off Buck." Bucky sniggered and walked out the kitchen again, hand raised in surrender. You opened your eyes to see Sam looking at you, "I love you." You spoke softly, "I love you too" before pressing your lips against his again and smiling into the kiss.

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seriouslyblacklikemysoul · 4 years ago

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Like her - Bucky Barnes [IV]

Hey guys! Part four and honestly, it’s gonna get a bit messy.. next chapter is going to be a key-point. Again, if you want to be tagged or drop by and give me an idea about this series, please do let me know! Word Count~2k. MASTERLIST Part I | Part II | Part III

Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be. But she had no excuse to continue down that path – she was looking at the break of dawn. Sleep had been avoiding her but it wasn’t sleep’s fault – she was too tired for that. She had been waiting for the day her heart would be free and light as a feather - she was fooling herself. She was doing that thing again, where she started pushing people away. Where she was showing them a glimpse into who she was and why she was the way she was. She was scared they would turn their backs on her. She was scared that when she would need them the most they wouldn’t be there. She was falling so hard and so fast and she knew how it was going to end, she was going to hit the pavement because everyone who had ever promised to catch her, had left. So, she did the only thing she knew how to and that happened to be how to push people away. She became distant, didn’t answer as much as she used to, she hoped he would get the message and leave, so she wouldn’t have to worry about hurting him. She felt so broken and was slowly trying to pick up the pieces. She was actually more worried about dragging them down with her than the other way around. She was no hero – they had their share in that department. She closed her eyes just for a few seconds and exhaled a long overdue breath. Another day, another try. She had been roaming the house like a ghost. She knew that they were awake – or taking turns, to keep an eye and an ear on her, but she couldn’t care less. The strong smell of the coffee filled her lungs and she welcomed the familiarity of the simplicity. Diving into the cup of freshly pressed and brewed coffee, she almost forgot the situation she had put herself into. “You didn’t sleep all night” a hoarse voice remarked. She smiled inside the cup and without turning to check who it was, she answered. “Neither did you”. He was impressed by her confident after the last time they had talked. He had pushed her and he acknowledged that – but she erupted like a volcano. She moved slightly to the left, so he could make his cup of coffee, but didn’t left the spot – it had a wonderful view of the sea and the horizon. Her eyes never left the image outside, but his traveled along her face, studying her through brief glances. Once he realized what he was doing, he focused immensely on the coffee, trying to ignore her soft vanilla scent. “Why is every tree covered with… mattresses?” she asked perplexed. For a second there, he was lost in the way words flowed, without actually listening to her. He cleared his throat, obnoxiously loud and took a sip of his coffee before replying. “Sam was practicing with the shield” he informed her casually. Her eyebrows shot to the heavens and a smile made its way to her lips. “It’s not a Frisbee. Poor trees” she commented with ease. She was sarcastic but in a way that made him want to come up with more lines, just to listen to her comebacks. No, no, no. No. The silence, this time was not as awkward as it was before. Granted, it had only been a day, but she didn’t do what she usually did in a day. He didn’t trust her still, not fully. And she didn’t trust them, not fully. They had to go slow, to get to know one another, to be able to trust that when they found Zemo, no one was betraying the other. “Could I possibly have my phone back?” she asked after a while. He simply replied with a nope. She inhaled sharply and tried again. “I have to check my emails, James. And my computer is not connecting to any wi-fi here, so… could I possibly have my phone back?” she restated her question, leaving him little to no room for a negative answer. He put his mug down, and turned to her with his eyebrow arched. “I’ll supervise” he stated. He wouldn’t badge about it and she knew. It was the best offer she was going to get. She locked her eyes with his. Such a clear gray-ish blue, she could see her reflection. “Fine” she accepted and he got the phone out of his damn pocket, leaving her with an open mouth in disbelief. To think that she could have kicked him and get it herself. He handed to her and went right next to her, eyes on the screen at all times. She opened her data and her phone was catching up on all of the notifications she had missed. A single cough was enough for her to dismiss them all. At last, she opened up her email app to check if she had received any kind of update to her application, secretly wishing not to. When she saw the single email, she had been craving her entire life, which was basically an acceptance letter from her favorite University to perform her research, she felt as if the universe was playing her on purpose. Bucky re ad the email and was more than shocked that she was such a highly valued academic researcher. And then he looked at her, crushed. He thought she would be thrilled about that – but all he saw was sadness and disappointment. She closed the data, dismissed the applications and handed it back to him, without even looking at him. Grabbing her cup, she refilled it, in silence and went to sit on the couch. He was about to say something when it hit him. It was everything she wanted and she had actually achieved it – only for it to be taken away by the situation. She was having her dreams crushed once again and he couldn’t do anything. Maybe, he could say something nice. Maybe he didn’t have to be brooding all the time. He walked up to her, waiting for her to acknowledge him, not wanting to invade her privacy. But she didn’t and he was curious. He sat down next to her; her whole body was facing the other way. She was making it even more difficult than it already was. “Soon, you won’t even remember this and you will be conduction your research” he tried to smooth things over but when she turned to face him, his entire face fell. He wasn’t used to that much honesty. Tears were on the verge of spilling and she looked dead. “No. I never was lucky, that’s why I was strategic. But this time… I am the target of a cruel joke. It’s fine. Everything is fine” she concluded, closing her eyes for several seconds, to recollect herself. She would just not think about it. He had nothing to say to that; he felt bad for her, for the first time since he had been introduced to her, he truly felt bad. Maybe it was seconds, maybe it was minutes or hours, until Sam joined them. Silence was her go-to place; however, her mind hadn’t shut up about anything. A million scenarios had already been processed by her intuition and her logic. Why did Zemo want her? Why was he sending her Bucky’s personal stuff from before? Why hadn’t he delivered? Who was she? Before Sam could open his mouth, she had already planned their next few moves. She had to be organized and plan everything out; even when things didn’t go as planned, she had already explored that possibility and that was why she never ran out of plans. “I’ll call him. Make him believe that I will deliver you to him. Set up a meeting. We’ll stage everything. Even if he doesn’t believe me, we’ll sent proof. He’ll bite. After all, he is still looking for revenge. And what better way to start your evil plot, than taking down two of the people who put you in a cell?” she mapped out their strategic positions. She had a very scary mind, they thought. It felt that it came to her as easy as breathing. But then again, who were they to judge? “Good morning to you too” Sam mocked her but in reality, he was pretty convinced by her plan. She didn’t even listen to him and neither did Bucky. They had been having this little dance of letting go and pulling back. Their limits were testing each other. Could he trust her not to actually deliver them to him? He would never admit it but he was afraid of what it might happen if those god-damn words were spoken again. In theory, he was no longer affected by them – but what if? As if she had read his thoughts, she slowly nodded, leaving Sam even more confused. “We’ll use that too. Lead him on, just to get him where we want” she assured him but he still was reluctant. How was it possible that she had already planned that too? “What if they work?” he voiced his fear out loud for the first time in a very long time and Sam quickly caught on, but didn’t interfere. He wanted to see the dynamics between them. “I won’t let him” she said with a fierce tone he hadn’t heard before. It was a combination of Steve’s certainty during a pep talk and the aggressiveness of Tony when he thought he was right. Maybe, he could trust her. Sam saw through his inhibitions and understood that he wanted to trust her more than he had let on. With a smirk on his face, he tapped on Bucky’s shoulder to make his presence known again, because it felt as if they had no idea, he was standing there all this time. “Okay, we’re going with that plan” he admitted and reassured both of them. He was not entirely sure about her intentions as well, but the look she was giving to Bucky told him a lot more than what he needed to know. She looked at him like she didn’t expect him to trust her that much and she felt grateful because for once in her life she was being taken into account before being sent out like a monster. “I will get us an untraceable number and we can begin. It might take some time though” he continued. Well, that was better than nothing, she thought. As he was walking away, he did mention something that could potentially turn out worse than she would have expected. “Three things. I am out for my run. We are going shopping later on. Until we get to Zemo, you train” he counted before she could protest about a single thing, he was already out of the house. She left Bucky on the couch as she walked upstairs, not bothering to look twice. He had no words to describe how shitty his day was and it hadn’t even ended yet.

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Hell to Pay: Part Fifty- Three

I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI, IX, IX, XX, XXI, XXII, XXIII, XIV, XV, XVI, XVII, XVIII, XVIIII, XXX, XXXI, XXXII, XXXIII, XXXIV, XXXV, XXXVI, XXXVII, XXXVIII, XXXIX, XL, XLI, XLII, XLIII, XLIV, XLV, XLVI, XLVII, XLVIII, XLIX, XLX, LI, LII

cowritten by @lux-scriptum

Lev put his hands on his hips. Cameron and Ash had done most of the heavy lifting, and Mami and Cameron had gotten the food ready, so Lev really hadn’t done much, but it’d turned out nice, and in the end that was all Lev could ask for, really. They had indeed gone with an ocean theme, to match the nursery, and since despite Lev’s efforts to help in some way or another, Cameron had been in charge of everything and took little input, it was all rather tasteful.

Lev fussed with the placement of the snacks, even though he knew Cameron was going to come along behind him and fix it again. He felt useless, especially with Ash reminding him to not push himself.

As expected, Cameron appeared, smacking Lev’s hand away. “Knock it off,” Cameron reprimanded. “The others should be arriving soon.”

“Is Biela coming?” Lev asked. They’d sent an invite; it’d’ve been rude to not. To Lev’s knowledge, she hadn’t responded.

“Likely not. She’ll probably send Caius in her stead.”

“Mm.” Lev had liked Caius, the one time he’d met him. He was pretty. And seemed kind. Friendly, at the very least.

Cameron lifted a brow, and grabbed Lev’s hand when Lev reached to adjust a platter of pastries. “If you don’t leave it alone, I’ll make you go baby sit Nik.”

Lev opened his mouth to argue, but Nik himself had appeared in the doorway, rubbing his eyes with the palm of his hand. “What’s the party for?” the pregnant omega mumbled.

“You,” Lev grumbled, making his way over to Nik. At least he was allowed to fuss over Nik, and he did so with a tiny spark of pleasure, pressing a kiss to Nik’s cheek and brushing his green and black hair from his eyes. “You’re not supposed to be awake yet. It was gonna be a surprise.”

Nik frowned sleepily at Lev. “I had to pee,” Nik complained bitterly.

“We’ve been planning for a week,” Lev informed him, before brushing his cheek lightly. “Oh well. Now I don’t have to figure out a way to get you dressed.”

“Planning what for a week?” Nik muttered. “My birthday isn't until next week.” He pulled a face. “And I can’t even get drunk.”

“Your baby shower,” Lev said, guiltily tucking away Nik’s birthday to worry about later.

“My what?”

Lev sighed, and started herding Nik out the door. He could practically feel Cameron rolling his eyes at him. “Your baby shower. Did you think I would let you get away without one?”

Nik shrugged. “I didn’t even think about it.”

With another sigh, Lev slid his arm around Nik’s waist. “I wasn’t going to not give you one. We invited your brothers. Both of them. You deserve it.”

Nik made a face at him.

“Come on. Let's get dressed,” Lev said, bonking his shoulder with Nik’s.

---

Nik let Lev lead him back to the bedroom to get clothes. He hadn't really thought much about clothes lately and had been wearing sweats for the most part.

He thumbed through a few pairs of jeans and frowned. "None of these are going to fit, are they?"

"...Cameron went shopping."

Nik squinted and looked through his jeans once more. He pulled a pair out and stretched. "When did he do this?" Nik frowned at the alien jeans with their stretchy fabric in horror before shrugging it off and grabbing a loose black shirt to go with it.

Lev had no answer other than his own shrug and took it at face value. The idea of Cameron in a maternity store was too hilarious a thought to stay irritable at it.

Nik worked at getting himself slowly dressed. Without any coffee in his system, he was fighting the urge to just go back to bed. Though luckily enough for him, he wasn't showing nearly as much as what he had seen on the internet with people pregnant the same length as he.

"Seems like a pretty big party for like seven people." Nik said. He rubbed his eyes, pulling the last bit of sleepiness away. "Unless you decided to invite his royal prickliness too."

"Well I assume Bay is coming. Celeste too; they'll bring the babies," Lev said. "We also invited Biela too- though we don't think she'll come."

"I should hope not. I might do something hormonal like poison her sparkly punch, or something."

"Nikolas."

"Hm?" Nik started for the doorway, expecting Lev to follow him back to where he was sure the festivities would eventually begin.

By the time they got there, Bay and Nate had already arrived with Lucas sitting contently on Bay's hip chewing on a teething toy. And their boy scout was promptly hovering behind them.

"Silas," Nik said. "Didn't think you'd be here. Unless you're here because of Lev, of course."

Silas' only response was to flip him off, though it was short lived by Nate smacking him upside the head hard enough Nik heard Silas' neck pop. Nate gave Silas a dirty warning look.

Nik snorted. "Need to learn new tricks."

"Hi Silas," Lev said, from Nik’s side.

Silas gave a disgruntled, "Hey Lev."

Nate looked pleased at Silas' newfound self restraint. "The party looks great, Nik."

"I know, I did great," he said, lying through his teeth. Nik smooshed Levs face away when Lev pinched his hip. "My taste: impeccable."

Nate rose a singular groomed brow. "Oh I'm sure." He looked to Lev. "It looks great, Lev."

Already Lev had glued himself back to Nik’s side. He looked a little put out as he said honestly, “Most of the praise should go to Cameron and Ash and Mami. I wasn’t allowed to do much.”

"Well next time don't die," Ash said, appearing back in the doorway. "That way you'll actually be able to do some of the heavy lifting."

Nik frowned deeply at him, especially once Lev froze next to him and looked uncomfortable.

Ash looked perfectly unfazed.

Mami appeared a heartbeat later, to which Nate instantly perked up somehow even more. Though her eyes were trained on the well behaved six month old in Bay's arms.

The tiny woman nearly flew across the room to get to him, only for Bay to stare her down and refuse to relinquish the baby. "No."

Nate instantly jumped in. "He's still, ah, getting used to letting people hold Lucas," he said, quickly. "I can get Eden for you, if you like?"

Nik's hand flew over his mouth at the mirrored glare coming from both Mami and Bay. She sized Bay up, clearly deciding if it's worth it or not to challenge both her king and the omega that carried the partly legless bundle of joy. Bay's eyes narrowed. "I said no."

She huffed and tore her attention back to Nate who gave her a warm hug, though she was absolutely miniscule compared to Nate's height of six-two. When she pulled back, Nate went to disappear, presumably to find the little terror most likely taking a nap.

When he came back, Nate not only had Eden crawling all over him, he also had Adrien and his wife in tow. Neither of them had particularly warm or friendly looks on their faces, though that was usually par for the course for Adrien and Dyaana.

"Hello," Lev offered.

Dyaana eyed Lev, and gave him a slight smile whereas Adrien looked halfway in pain and just nodded once before coming to give Nik a hug.

Lev wisely removed himself from Niks waist before he got crushed by pure muscle. When Adrien pulled apart, Nik said, "didn't think you'd step foot in Demon Territory."

"The things you do for family," Adrien deadpanned.

Nik only grinned.

"Hey where's your clone?"

"Babysitter," Adrien said. "I'd rather not risk my two year old getting eaten by your boyfriend."

"Hey, Cameron doesn't eat infants. If he had, he would have eaten Eden," Nik said. "She's far more appealing as a meal than Mathias."

Adrien's only response to that was to roll his eyes. At that Lev decided to usher Nik to an armchair. "I am not an invalid, Lev," he said, plopping down anyways.

Lev perched on the armrest and kissed the top of Nik's hair. "I know dear."

When Adrien snorted, Nik threw him a poisonous glare. "Oh shut up."

Eden was still screeching happily in Mami's arms, getting all the attention she wanted, even though she was trying to latch her tiny teeth in Mami's shoulder. Mami easily avoided it by giving her a toy worthy of her teeth.

It was another twenty minutes before Celeste arrived. The last time he saw the witch she was about to pop. But judging by the fussy newborn in her arms, that was no longer the case. She came over to offer Nik a hug, and to show off her tiny pale baby. "We named him Dakota," she informed them.

Lev instantly cooed over him. "He’s so cute," Lev said. "Can I hold him?"

Ash found his way over to butt his nose in like he usually did. He squinted at Lev, but Celeste was already moving to hand him over. "Of course. Watch his head?"

"I know," he assured.

"Wait," Nik said, "Do you know that Ash is staying here…?"

"Yes she does," Ash said, "And she also is staying here. They both are."

Nik's brows shot up. "Is Cameron aware of this?"

Ash lifted a shoulder. "I told him."

"You 'told' him," Nik echoed.

"Dunno what you expected. I have a wife and a kid that I need to be with and I have a stubborn friend who refuses to listen to me. I told you I'm making myself everyone's problem."

Celeste looked pained. But Lev seemed perfectly blissed out; he hadn't even looked up from the fussy baby in his arms. "I don't think I'll mind having them here." He looked up at Celeste. "You've always been nice."

She gave him a tired smile. "I certainly try." She cut Ash a look. "Some people make it difficult sometimes."

Ash folded his arms. "If they don't want me to be difficult, maybe they should try to listen to me for once."

Celeste rolled her eyes but looked back to Nik. "I'm very happy for all of you. I'll help however I can."

Lev’s focus was already trained back on Dakota. Nik squirmed a little. "Thanks, I guess."

She just squeezed his hand.

---

Cyrus lit the last candle and shook out the match. He looked over at Darius as he settled on the bed. “On a scale of one to ten, how bad of an idea is this?” he asked drily.

Darius thought on that for a moment. “Probably a seven point two.”

After giving a small sigh, Cyrus laid back on the bed. “Better than I ten, I suppose.”

When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer lying on his bed. He wasn’t even in his own house anymore. The walls around him were all earthy tones, the green accents only catching his eye briefly before he settled on Asmi themself.

The god was tall, their dark skin a deeper brown than his own, and bright blue eyes that pinned him in place. After a moment where he froze -afraid, if he was willing to admit it - he dipped his head respectfully. When he looked at them again, he noted that they were still seated in their chair, face thin and tight, bags under their eyes, though they kept their chin high.

“Am I right in assuming that Darius explained what’s going on?” Cyrus ventured.

"You poisoned me once and now you want me to give you the tools to be able to do so again?"

Cyrus forced himself to keep his gaze steady. “If I do it right, it shouldn’t this time.”

"Shouldn't have happened the first time," they said flatly. "Necromancy defies balance and you weakened me for an angel who didn't bother communing with me in the first place. You didn't bother communing with me in the first place. And now that you need my help, you finally deign to bother?"

Cyrus inclined his head ever so slightly. “Ignorance is not an excuse, but it’s the only explanation I personally have.” He folded his hands carefully on his knee. “I made a promise. I don’t break them.” Asmi gave him the time he needed to gather his words. “I am sorry. For everything. I’ve never-” He paused again, frustrated by how hard it was to piece together the words. “It’s not an excuse, that I was never taught how to commune with you. Darius had to teach me, and you’re not even his god. But I want to do right by Darius. If nothing else, he’s been kind to me, and kind to everyone. I promised Cameron I would try. This is me trying. I want to make a deal that will work, not flub the spell again.”

They seemed to think on it; to weigh his words carefully. "What kind of deal?" They finally said.

“Same as the one that brought Levant back.” Cyrus considered his words and then amended, “A similar one, at least. Some sort of exchange.”

"And what's stopping you?"

Cyrus shook his head. “I don't want to risk getting the exchange wrong. That’s what released the dark magic into the earth in the first place. The spell unravelled, and I won’t let that happen again. But I won’t sacrifice Cameron Luain for this spell. It makes both this one and the one that brought Levant back completely pointless.”

Asmi nodded slowly and leaned back in their chair, blue eyes narrowed in thought. "Pick your sacrifice one last time and I will cover the remaining sacrifice to your spell. I warn you, the price will be heavy and I am not so easy to forgive the disruption you have caused me. Make sure this is worth it before you once again defy me."

Cyrus nodded slowly. “Thank you,” he said softly. When Asmi didn’t reply, Cyrus added, “If it’s not arrogant of me to ask... I’d like to talk to you again.” He cocked his head ever so slightly. “I know nothing of you, as my god or as a god in general. I’d like to fill in the gaps my education has.”

"It's not arrogant," they said. "It's what's expected of you. So yes, you may. There's plenty you need to get caught up on."

Cyrus limited himself to a small smile. “Then I look forward to speaking to you in the future,” he said politely. “Thank you, again.”

Rather than reply, they gave a tired flick of their wrist.

Cyrus blinked his eyes open to see his own ceiling. Sorin was sprawled against his side, purring as he kneaded his claws gently in Cyrus’ arm. Cyrus rolled his head until he could find Darius. “I think I got permission. I need to call Cameron.”

---

The party had been well underway when Cameron stepped out of the room. He slipped into his office several hallways down before his phone started to buzz. He didn't let it finish its first ring before answering. "Are you ready, then?"

“Sort of.” Cyrus hesitated. “I spoke with Asmi. They’ve promised as long as someone is sacrificed, they’ll take care of the rest, rather than risk the spell failing. I just don’t have anyone to sacrifice, to my knowledge.”

"Well lucky for you," Cameron said, "I currently have a spineless traitor rotting in my basement. Will that appease your morals?"

“A traitor?” Cyrus pressed mildly.

"A person who betrays a friend, country or a principle," Cameron replied, matching his tone. "A traitor."

“How did he betray you?”

"Well now, that's my business, now isn't it?"

There was a long pause, and then, “Did they kill anyone?”

"He's my employee."

The sigh the witch gave was audible through the phone even if Cameron hadn’t been a demon. “Fine. I’ve got a few things to pull together but I’m mostly ready, whenever you are.”

Cameron promptly hung up his phone and smoothed out his suit. He gave himself five heartbeats to settle before joining the festivities.

Caius had finally arrived, with many gifts in tow, despite it being demonic custom to not celebrate an infant until after its birth. Adapting to Nik’s angelic ancestry, he imagined. Cameron hadn't bothered saying as much when Lev suggested a baby-shower. If that was what the angel thought Nik needed, then he would provide.

Nik instantly eyed him from where he was, brows rose in question, but Cameron went to turn his focus to the Crown Prince currently placing the gifts along the table. "You seem to be in a rather generous mood, my prince," Cameron observed.

Caius flashed him a dazzling smile. "Why you make it sound like I'm not always in a giving mood, my loyal subject."

"I imagined a massacre would dampen your rather optimistic spirits."

Grief flickered in Caius' blue eyes. "All the more reason to celebrate a new life."

"Hm."

"I brought you all gifts," Caius said, with an echo of cheerfulness. "Including one for him."

"Much thanks." Cameron looked Nik's way to see him talking animatedly with Ash and Lev and Nate. He seemed to have been brought to a better mood with the sole focus on him. "It's always an honor to receive the eye of the crown."

Caius snorted at Cameron’s ingrained court-speak, but said nothing of it. Merely squeezed his shoulder before disappearing back into the party to give gifts to their respective recipients.

---

Admittedly, after so many months of solitude or just Cameron and Nik for company, the party was a little overwhelming. He drew comfort from the fact that Nik was right there, and Cameron lingered on the edges of the party being Cameron.

The fact that Caius was very friendly helped, though. Lev barely knew the man, but he was pretty and his smile seemed both genuine and calm. He laughed easily and didn’t seem bothered by the amount of angels in the room with him, despite being the Crown Prince of demonic territory.

At some point during the festivities, Caius pulled Lev aside, though. Lev glanced back at Nik, but let Caius with only a flustered, “Okay.”

“I got you something,” Caius said, flashing him another smile that definitely made Lev flush a little.

“Nik’s the one who’s pregnant,” Lev blurted. He flushed deeper, and then said quickly, “I don’t mean to be rude, it’s just Nik’s day, I wasn’t expecting anything.”

“I got everyone a present,” Caius said easily, unbothered.

Lev blinked down at the box, confusion at why it looked very much like a ring box catching him off guard. The brief glance up at the prince told him he was very amused, and Lev had to wonder if he was a telepath like Biela. When he opened it, though, a locket was nestled inside.

“Oh,” Lev said, picking it up gently. He thumbed it open to find a picture of Cameron, Nik, and Eden each in its own little section. “Oh.”

“Were you expecting an engagement ring?” Caius asked.

“Oh,” Lev spluttered. “No, not expected, I-” He gestured helplessly at the box, flushed deeply. “I love it, really.” He ran his finger over the picture of Nik, knowing his face was softening as he did so. “It’s perfect.”

Caius said, “Well I’m glad. You’re not an easy person to pinpoint.”

“I don’t want much,” Lev said honestly.

Caius shrugged. “Just the important things.”

Lev let his attention track through the room, hitting on Cameron, Nik, and Eden one by one. “Exactly,” he said softly. He switched his gaze back to Caius, offering him a smile. “Thank you. Truly. I love it.”

Caius winked at him, but before he said anything else, Nik made his way over. He gave Lev a pointed look. “What’s going on over here?” Nik asked. “You look like you’re about to ask his hand in marriage, Levant.”

“No,” Lev promised, tucking into Nik’s side pointedly. “I was just thanking him. He got me a gift. See?” He showed it to Nik with enthusiasm.

Nik kissed his cheek. “It’s very pretty. Where’s my attention?”

A laugh bubbled up in his throat. “You’ve got a whole party. I wasn’t gone long.” He shot Caius an apologetic look.

"Well let me make it up to you," Caius said to Nik. "As you're doing all the heavy lifting, you deserve a gift of your own, yes?"

Nik arched a brow. "I'm literally doing nothing other than being a rotisserie oven."

“Nikolas,” Lev hissed, poking him gently. “Be polite.”

Nik raised his brows but Caius only laughed. "Even still. Not easy. I understand you like music?"

"Something like that, yeah."

Caius' smile widened. "Great! I actually worked with a few different craftsmen and musicians to have something built for you. Excuse me."

When Caius disappeared back to the piles of gifts he had brought, Nik turned back to Lev. "Very pretty isn't he?"

Lev could feel heat rising in his cheeks yet again. “Yes,” Lev said primly. “There’s no need to tease"

"I have never teased you a day in your life," Nik said. "Merely stating an observation."

“You tease me daily,” Lev informed him, but he still smiled at Nik, reaching up to brush Nik’s hair from his eyes. “Every single day, Nikolas. Every day.”

“Are you calling a pregnant omega a liar?”

“Maybe so,” Lev hummed. He kissed the corner of Nik’s mouth. “Maybe so.”

Caius came back with an elegant cedar guitar. The gleaming guitar’s finish was clearly done to bring out the natural colors of the wood. Nik’s eyes trailed over the body of the guitar and rested on the careful mosaic beadwork around the hollow. “That design work is specific to Tullum,” Nik said, vaguely accusatory; though mostly amused. “Are you trying to buy me off?”

Caius seemed unbothered. “Not particularly. Just trying to gift you something you would actually enjoy. I find personal gifts are more memorable.”

“Sure,” Nik said, but he was still moving closer to run his fingers along that delicate beadwork.

“Thank you,” Lev said, since Nik didn’t seem inclined to.

Caius merely winked at him.

Lev blushed, since Nik seemed too interested in his new guitar to be embarrassed. He certainly was interested enough to take it from Caius and strum a few bars. Lev elbowed Nik gently. Nik ignored him, but Caius seemed pleased anyway.

Caius dipped himself into a mini bow. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s Cameron’s turn.”

---

Cameron led the prince back towards his office where they could be alone without prying party guests could interfere. He took the gift meant for Darius and sat it carefully on the desk, and turned back to Caius. “I received a call from the witch who will be performing the spell,” Cameron said. “I figured you would want to be informed.”

Caius slipped his hands smoothly into his pockets. “I would.” Caius cocked his head, eyeing Cameron very carefully. “You have certainly come a long way from the bastard whore I met you as.” There wasn’t any disrespect in his words, merely a statement of observation. “Now a lord in your own right, with your own family.”

“I am merely filling in a role that needed filling,” Cameron said. “Though I am grateful nonetheless.”

“Hm.”

“The resurrection,” Cameron said, pointedly, drawing attention from whatever point Caius was clearly trying to make. “Should be happening within the week.”

Caius gave him a look, but let the insolence slide. “So you have someone lined up to be slaughtered for a sacrifice?”

“Slaughtered is a large word for a demon with a weak spine, your grace.”

Caius lifted a groomed brow. “Is that so?”

“The witch’s morals interfered with choosing a warm body, and luckily enough, I happened to have a traitor rotting in my basement.”

Caius snorted. “Traitor? From the rather loud screaming, I did imagine someone was being tortured in this house.” He tapped his temple. “I’d like to see this traitor.”

With little choice to that matter, Cameron led the prince through the house, down to the basement where Sage was still chained up. Cameron had been keeping him well fed and in peak condition outside of his routine torturing. Sage rolled his head towards them, tiredly, but there was a bit of surprise - and a new found fear- flickering in his eyes when he saw Caius next to him.

Caius eyed him slowly, circling the chair bolted into the floor. The impeccable clothes tailored to Caius’ frame were a stark contrast to the sharp bleakness of the room, though Cameron knew the weight of power a good suit held, and how to weaponize it.

When Caius stopped in front of the chair, he had a small smile gracing his face. “I could hear your thoughts from upstairs,” he said. “Clearly you wanted my attention.”

Sage sucked in a haggard breath, trying to not look at Cameron. “Just make him kill me,” he rasped. “I’ve been here for months-”

“My sister was tortured by angels for months on end,” Caius said, unfazed. “She was whipped and beaten and carved up and she hadn’t broken. She hadn’t begged for death, or whatever pathetic attempt at mercy this is. In fact, the difference is,” he said, “this was rather well deserved. Your treasonous actions against your lord led to the events of millions of children dying, so, if you were to die, it’s going to be for something that is definitely not for your benefit.” Caius leaned forward, just enough to keep the blood from touching him. “Don’t worry, your suffering will soon end.”

Caius leaned back and turned to Cameron. “Do what you need. So long as another innocent isn’t taken from these lands, I couldn’t care less.”

Cameron’s mouth twitched, but he just inclined his head.

---

The day had been tense and heavy for Darius. Between getting everything in line with Asmi and Cyrus, and also not returning to the Manor, knowing Destris was lurking the halls, Darius had decided to spend his time that night playing a small game of fetch with Sorin in his demonic form.

A small ball of paper used a rather small amount of energy, so it was easy to keep up. Around three in the morning, they had been playing the quiet game going for the last few hours after Cyrus retired to bed. Sorin had been kind enough to keep him company while his mate slept without him.

It was then that the front door opened silently. Sorin flicked his ears at Cameron, who promptly ignored him and started his way back through the house. Darius rose to his feet and followed him back, veering around him to get to Cyrus before he did to give the witch a heads up.

He touched Cyrus’ shoulder, in effort to wake him. He blinked sleepily at Darius, eyes flashing gold from the amount of swollen magic Cyrus had building inside him. “I’m assuming Cameron is here?” The amount of pure tired that was in Cyrus’ voice didn’t go unnoticed or unappreciated by Darius.

Cameron walked into the room not even a heartbeat later. “Have I come at a bad time?” He sounded very unsympathetic.

Darius flashed Cyrus an apologetic wince.

All Cyrus said was, “No,” while rising to a sitting position. “Are you here to speak to Darius?”

If he hadn’t been watching Cameron’s every move the last five hundred years, he would have missed the way Cameron’s jaw set. “Yes.”

Cyrus gave the smallest of sighs, but stood up. “I have my supplies in my study.”

Unsurprisingly, Cameron merely turned around and most likely started towards the study. Darius simply waited patiently for Cyrus to get ready.

Cyrus rubbed at his face, stifling a yawn with his wrist as he followed Cameron. His movements were slow and heavy, but he only made his way into the study and began lighting candles while Sorin followed, tail swishing over the ground like a fluffy ginger ribbon.

Cameron stood stiffly out of the way, slender hands in his pockets while he waited, unblinkingly in pure silence. Darius did not need his magic to know that Cameron getting here was like pulling teeth.

Darius could only imagine the weight in his chest he’d be feeling at the idea of Cameron avoiding him to the point he has to force himself to be here- to speak to him.

There was relief in Cyrus’ voice as he began the incantation for Darius to manifest to Cameron. When Cameron’s pale eyes slid to him, unreadable as ever, Darius curled a lock of hair behind his ear, if only to relieve some of his own tension. “You wanted to speak with me?”

Cameron’s lips thinned.

Darius gave him the time to be able to put together the words he needed to patiently. Finally, Cameron fixed his jaw once more and said, “I am assuming you still want to be resurrected?”

“Do you still want me to be resurrected?”

Cameron’s eyes narrowed. “The Prince has gifted me papers of your reinstatement as a citizen of Razya the moment you are alive. As if you had never been dead in the first place.”

A citizen of Razya? Darius hadn’t even been considered a citizen when he was alive. Bastards hold no citizenship, no rights, no protection. He hadn’t even had a home before he had been abducted when he was a child. Merely living on the streets. A pretty child with no home was easy prey.

“That was very kind of the prince.”

“Mm.”

“Is that all you wished to tell me?” Darius asked, after a heavy silence.

“I imagine you’re aware that Nik is pregnant.”

When Darius nodded, Cameron said, “I mated him, a few weeks ago when his father tried to stake a claim on him. I used the Old Laws.”

Darius smiled. “That was kind of you,” he observed. “I’m sure Nik adores you very much. He and his child will be safe with you.” When Cameron rose a brow, Darius tried to not snort. “I will do my best to not upset the dichotomy of the house, Cameron. I have a rather pleasant personality.”

“I can see nothing going wrong with that,” Sorin said from the doorway.

Darius flicked Sorin a look. “I’m sure I have no idea what you are referring to, Sorin. I seem to get along rather fine with you.”

Sorin smiled, eyes crinkling. “True enough.”

Darius returned his attention back to Cameron, who was giving Sorin his own irritable look. Though the moment Cameron caught Darius’ eye, his expression returned to neutrality.

“I’m sure you will,” Cameron said, as if Sorin hadn’t spoken a word. “However Nik’s shrunken frontal lobe suggests he will not behave accordingly. So when he eventually does decide to overreact, I suggest you be prepared for it. He’s emotional on a good day and as he is pregnant, he’s even more so.”

“Thank you for the precaution.”

“I thought it would be beneficial.”

Cameron’s pale eyes lingered on him momentarily, flickering in the candle light, before he turned back to Cyrus who was kneeling on the ground near the candles. His eyes seemed rather unfocused. “When can we get this over with?” Cameron asked him. When Cyrus didn’t answer, Cameron moved his attention to Sorin in the doorway. “Focus your witch.”

Cameron rolled his eyes when Sorin hissed at him, but moved to crouch near Cyrus. Cyrus blinked at him, and then fixed his gaze on Cameron. “Pardon?”

“When can we get this over with?” Cameron said, irritably.

He always did detest repeating himself.

“Within the next few days,” Cyrus replied. “I’ve got everything ready. I just need to set it up.”

Cameron pulled out his phone, clearly flicking through his schedule. “I’ll give you the next two days to set up and then I will be here at seven sharp the third day. Be ready by then.”

Cameron slipped his phone into his pocket and disappeared through the door without a glace his way.

Darius bit back his sigh. “I do hope that is alright.”

Cyrus shrugged. “Not that I have much of a choice. But I’ll be fine. Once the spell is done, I’m going to take the longest nap, however.”

“And it will be the most well deserved longest nap,” Darius said, solemnly.

With a tired smile, Cyrus began extinguishing the candles, one by one, coating the room with nighttime once more.

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『Boku No Hero Academia』

Fluff Headcanons

↬ When your crush saw what you saved their contact number as

Pairing: Chisaki Kai (Overhaul) & Amajiki Tamaki

Warning: Just floof

Genre: Fluff

Words: 1k

Note:

-Quirkless AU (but Chisaki is still a yakuza boss)

-F!Reader

Request: For your last post , can you do Kai Chiskai , Tamaki Amajiki, Tsukishima Kei & Kageyama Tobio? Sorry if these are too much characters!! You can two from each fandom if you’d like , Tsym if you do🥺💘💞 have a lovely morning/afternoon/night💝💖 mwah😚 -@keigoslut

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A/N: kdkdksk thanks for the request max! I litrrally hasnt written for bnha in a longggggg time,, did i miss it? yeAhhh kinda? Also i realized the only fic ive written for kai is a crackfic so,,, 🤡🤡 also im so sorry but i made this a female reader-- uhm, just tell me if u want a gn reader

↬ Chisaki Kai

➳ Okay, okay so like, he’s not the type to snoop around your privacy or something

➳ But he was just looking for you and since he’s a busy man, he’s not going to waste his time, searching the whole headquarters for you

➳ So, he called your phone number (like any normal person would)

➳ He heard it coming from one of the meeting rooms and he went there just to see no one

➳ But he saw your phone on the table

➳ You probably left it there or something

➳ He was about to end the call when he saw his contact name on your phone

➳ “Germaphobic hottie”

➳ Then suddenly boom!

➳ You rushed into the room and were like,

➳ “Ah, I accidentally left my phone here...”

➳ You saw Kai holding your phone and said,

➳ “Oh! Chisaki-san! That’s my phone. I accidentally left that here, sorry.”

➳ You were confused as to why he was just, frozen in his place??

➳ After a moment, he gave you your phone and said,

➳ “That’s quite a name you put for my contact number.”

➳ This time, YOU’RE the one who was frozen in your place.

➳ *insert surprised pikachu face*

➳ “I-- Excuse me, what????”

➳ You checked your phone and sure enough, his contact name showed up in your notification for missed calls.

➳ You were so sure you’re gonna pass out any moment at that time

➳ “Well, I suppose it won’t hurt to change yours on mine as well.”

➳ Your brain literally said head empty and you weren’t even listening to what Kai had said until he showed his phone screen in front of you

➳ You read what was the name on your contact and it was,

➳ “Troublesome Beauty”

➳ You literally agdhxsjldmsjcj right there and Kai just casually put back his phone in his pocket

➳ He was about to leave you alone in the meeting room when oops, he forgot he had something to say to you

➳ Actually I did too---

➳ “By the way, Y/N, I need you to finish up your report and send it to me ASAP.”

➳ Jokes on you for thinking he was gonna say something romantic or even ask you out

➳ “Oh, and one more thing,”

➳ He turned to you with his hand on the meeting room door, his sharp gaze sent your heart fluttering.

➳ “I’d like for you to join me for dinner. At 6 pm, sharp. Don’t even dare to come even a minute later.”

➳ With that warning, he left you alone in that room

➳ Did you just scored yourself a date with your crush who is also your boss?

➳ Maybe…. Who knows…

➳ But you do know that you’re so freaking giddy about this, dinner (which could possibly be a date) with Kai

↬ Tamaki Amajiki

➳ This boy saw it on accident while he was behind you

➳ You, for some reason, were scrolling through your messages with Tamaki (cause they’re so freaking cute and looking at them gave you serotonin boost DUH)

➳ Tamaki originally only planned to greet you from behind but seeing you so caught up in looking at your phone, his curiosity got the better of him and he peeked behind to see what were you looking at

➳ And hoooo boi

➳ You looking at your text messages with Tamaki isn’t that weird by itself but what really grabbed his attention was his contact name on your phone

➳ “Soon-to-propose Sunshine 💖”

➳ He was shocked to say the least, and he just stood there and stared at that name

➳ Finally you noticed a shadow looming behind you so you turned back only to see Tamaki staring at your phone

➳ “T- TAMAKI! DIDN’T NOTICE YOU THERE! AHAHAHA!”

➳ You could feel your whole face heating up and you quickly hide your phone away

➳ “HE DIDN’T SEE THAT JUST NOW, RIGHT?? THERE’S NO WAY HE DID. THAT’S CRAZY OMG PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE”

➳ “Uhm, Y/N….”

➳ “AHAHA!! WOULD YOU LOOK AT THE TIME?! GOSH, I’M LATE TO MY PART TIME JOB! AHAHA!”

➳ "But Y/N, you said today's your day-off---"

➳ "D-diiiiiid I say that?? Well, it's a...an emergency! Yes! An emergency cause…..my friend….Freddy! You know, our ol pal Freddy ahaha!! He lost his eyeballs somewhere! I mean-- his glasses! Yes, his glasses! He lost it and can't come to work! So I gotta cover the shift for him!"

➳ Tamaki went silent at that, and he looked down at the floor. You felt bad for lying to him, but god, were you relieved to see him believing that made up excuse

➳ You just...weren't ready to tell him about your crush on him now

➳ You quickly packed your thing, and silently thanked your quick thinking. At this point, your face was already heating up due to the embarrassment and panic

➳ You were about to go when Tamaki called out to you

➳ He then showed his phone to you, and you could feel your heart stopped beating for a moment

➳ It was an Instagram story of Freddy (as seen on his nametag) during his lunch break at your part time job

➳ Booom! There goes your cover. You silently groaned in defeat and slumped back into your chair, your arms covering your reddening face

➳ "I'm…..sorry I lied, Tamaki…. I don't even actually know I had a coworker named Freddy."

➳ Tamaki was silent for a long time before he put a comforting hand on your shoulders

➳ “Can you….tell me —honestly— why did you put my contact name as that? Is it because...”

➳ He stopped mid-sentence and played with his fingers with his eyes still glued towards the floor

➳ You already knew what he wanted to say, so you just nodded curtly at him

➳ “Yes, I uhm….I like you, Tamaki, for quite some time now...”

➳ Yes, the confession was awkward, and you wanted to die at most but what caught you off guard was Tamaki's reaction

➳ Boy, does he look happy

➳ “R-really?? Me too! I like you too, Y/N. I’m really happy you feel the same.”

➳ omg can we all just agree he’s the most precious being

➳ Your face was red and you could feel your lips slowly forming into a smile.

➳ “I was worried for nothing then...”

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