#“he's getting teary eyed” yeah don't worry about it he does that all the time

[etapereine]

[frogchiro]

imagine being taken care of by slasher graves. Like you got injured and now philip gets to nurse you back to health like a baby bird 😊. Philip is a little bit guilty that he hurt his darling but accidents happen all the time and seeing you rely on him makes it all worth it. (Plus as long as you never find out who injured you they’re should be nothing to worry about)

Slasher!Graves is obsessed with the idea of dependency, it's just the way he is. Ofc it's you who's dependent on him, it's that deeply ingrained instinct in him that the man of the house provides for his wife and kids, that he's the leader and that you should depend on him! What does working even give you huh? You could have it all if you just gave yourself to him!!

But you are such a strong independent young lady no? Living in that old empty house while old Marjorie is still recovering in the hospital, working your pretty little hands off, god forbid you injure yourself....Well would you look at that! You silly little goose, don't you know that you should be careful around ladders? These old rickety things sure can be faulty and now look where you are, all sniffy and teary-eyed as you nurse a sprained ankle and some bruises and scrapes. Philip guesses that now you obviously can't stay all alone here! It's much too dangerous especially now that you're injured!

And by God believe me when I say that Philip would pull out all the cards, you'd be literally drowning in luxury back in his huge, modern country ranch house with him fawning upon you like mother hen. Literally would hiss whenever a farmhand would even get near his home and if you tried to do anything by yourself like getting yourself a glass of water? Yeah no.

"Your ankle is still sprained darlin'! Don't you know that you should rest? Silly girl, I know that ya want to help 'n all, but I'm here now to take care of you sweets." The blonde man would purr out in a slightly patronizing tone. While yes, you getting hurt hurts him even more, especially when he was the one to loosen those old nails in the ladder, but it just had to be done. Now he gets to take care of you, feeding you like a little injured baby bird and gets to fawn all over you while you're left none the wiser, flustered but happy that Philip, who initially intimidated you, has such a big heart and just wants to help, right? <3

[nobodyfamousposts]

How would the doll's react to the whole Krang situation and would they feel their possession thing similar to akumatization and try to enter the prison dimension with the horse to wreck their already wrecked lives? Or would they comfort the turtles for all the trauma the Krang caused them?

Mmm...a bit of both. The Dolls want revenge, but they of course want their Ministers of War friends to be healing and comfortable.

...whether they want to or not.

(In the med bay, post movie events. The bros are still somewhat injured and in various states of bandages.)

Raph: (Sitting still)

Littlebug: (Pats a bandaid on the hole in his shell)

Raph: Thanks!

Littlebug: (Pats his shell)

Chaton: (Hugging Mikey)

Mikey: (Hugging back) Thanks lil guy! I feel better already!

Donnie: (Scanning Mikey and Chaton) I should hope. He’s absorbing the remaining mystic power from your body left by your attempt to open the portal.

Mikey: …so my fever is going down?

Donnie: Sigh. Yes.

Mikey: You’re my lil nurse buddy!

Chaton: (Purrs then hiccups)

Mikey: Wait. It doesn’t hurt him does it?

Chaton: (Becomes increasingly jittery)

Donnie: Like a sugar high apparently.

Chaton: (Ready to face smack some meanie-flies!)

Mikey: Wait—no.

Donnie: …maybe we should send him back to his mother and let her handle it?

Littlebug: (Also wants to face smack some meanies)

Raph: No. Your Mom would kill us if anything happened to you.

Littlebug: (Huffs because she wouldn’t be in any danger! She would just throw some things from far away!)

Raph: No.

Littlebug: (Just a few pebbles? Pleeeeeeease?)

Raph: And just how big are the pebbles?

Littlebug: (Side eyes a pile of fist-sized rocks before moving in front of them to hide them from view and making an inch gesture)

Raph: Yeah no. Let’s just leave the Krang where they are.

Littlebug: (Looking very unhappy)

Mikey: No really! You don’t have to do anything! The Krang are…err…

Leo: They’re in Time Out!

Littlebug: (Frowns but acknowledges that Time Out is a big punishment)

Leo: That’s right! So they’re all in time out so they can think about what they did. And they’ll be staying there until they’re sorry and ready to apologize.

Donnie: Which would likely be never. (Is hushed by Raph)

Leo: So let’s maybe give the Horse Miraculous back to Mama and not worry about making any more portals to prison dimensions?

Littlebug: (Nods in acceptance)

Mikey: That’s right! We should be more focused on Leo's injuries.

Leo: Wait what?

Mikey: The bad guy beat him up pretty bad.

Dolls: (Eyes widen and look at Leo in outrage)

Leo: Guys, I’m fine! Really!

Littlebug and Chaton: (Hug Leo)

Leo: Mikey, I just got them calmed down!

Mikey: Don’t worry! Leo was only trapped with a killer alien in an inescapable prison dimension for ten minutes!

Dolls: (Hug more fiercely)

Leo: But I’m fine now, really! Just some bruises and scrapes. Give me a week and I’ll be back on my feet!

Mikey: After sacrificing himself to save the world knowing he would be trapped forever with the killer alien with no escape!

Dolls: (Gasp)

Mikey: And letting the killer alien beat him up and slam him into concrete after having sent his beloved brothers away from the fight so they couldn’t help him!

Dolls: (Cling to Leo, teary-eyed) 

Leo: …you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?

Raph: Well, that's one way to keep them out of the Prison Dimension...and Leo in bed.

Leo: Like you can stop me!

Raph: Are you reeeeally gonna move and upset the Dolls that very clearly worry for your well being?

Leo: (Looks down, realizing he'd have to move the Dolls to get up)

Dolls: (Look up at him, puppy eyes)

Leo: (Gasps and looks at his bros) You planned this!

Mikey: (Winks)

Raph: You're a horrible patient, Leo. We'll take whatever advantage we can get.

Donnie: I agree with Raph. Mostly so I don't feel guilty.

Leo: Betrayal! Betrayal on all sides!

Raph: You can get over it after you REST, Leo!

Leo: (Huffs and leans back in bed, arms crossed) ...I’m gonna milk it for ALL the croissants now.

Donnie: You can try.

Leo: AND I'm having them bring Camembert!

Mikey: NO!

Raph: Leo!

Donnie: Don't you DARE!

[dragondemoness]

Hi it's 🌼 Anon! I was wondering if I could have Akane, Ryoma, Mondo, Chihiro, ultimate imposter, and Nekomaru with a S/O thats like Komi from Komi can't Communicate? I've started watching it and I'm on the third episode 😊. I really like it so far! I was spoiled by my friend but I don't mind spoilers tbh

So,

Komi is super popular for someone with severe socal anxiety. Both girls and boys are in love with her to the point that one of her classmates kidnaps her first friend and they find him in a closet. The girl has photos of her everywhere 💀 super creepy as hell tbh. She even eats a peice of her hair- 😭.

But in the first episode or the second, the main character says he'll help Komi complete her dream of having 100 friends despite her socal anxiety. And the main character realizes that Komi may come off as intimidating but she just has a very hard time communicating with people. She has these super cute hiccups 🥺 and she has almond shape eyes that are purple 😍 (she's hella pretty) in one of the episodes I watched, Najime (everyone in the animes childhood friend) sends her to get a drink from a cafe and she makes it there but because she's too nervous to talk, the barista(?) Gives her the wrong drink and she just takes it because she can't say it's the wrong order 😭. Then she starts tearing up when they take it out of the bag and it's the wrong one 💀 (the main character uses they/them pronouns for Najime so I'm doing the same lol)

Sorry if that's super long I really like it 😭 I wanna cosplay her so bad but I need money 😡

Hope your day is going good!

Hello 🌼 anon! I am so sorry this took forever, but I do hope you enjoy this!

Akane, Ryoma, Mondo, Chihiro, Ultimate Impostor and Nekomaru with an S/O Who’s Like Komi Shouko (Komi Can’t Communicate)

Akane Owari

She finds it cool how you’re so popular, despite your social anxiety

She is a little concerned about how everyone is in love with you, but as long as they don’t do anything weird, she isn’t too bothered about it

News flash: Someone did something weird!

She found you terrified because your friend was locked in a closet, and someone eats a piece of your damn hair-?

Yeah no, Akane is done

She knocks the mothereffers out and sends ‘em straight to jail

Damn Komi’s a player

Now she keeps a close eye on anyone who gets too close to you

She finds your 100 friends goal to be a little weird, but she’ll help you achieve it if you want

When it comes to your social anxiety, she doesn’t mind helping you, but she does want to help you step out of your comfort zone

She’ll push you a little on some occasion, but not too much

It’s only because she loves you, after all

When you came back from the coffee shop, teary-eyed because the barista gave you the wrong order and you couldn’t say it was wrong

She did comfort you, but she really wants you to work on it

But she still loves you all the same, don’t worry

Ryoma Hoshi

So you’re popular, cool

He’s honestly impressed you’re so popular despite your social anxiety

He also wants you to step out of your comfort zone, but he’s alright with helping you

He doesn’t always have a lot of patience though

It’s a little uncomfortable that so many girls and boys are in love with you, but he can tolerate it as long as they’re not creepy about it

Well, until they are

Then he’s sending them straight to jail

It pissed him off, honestly 

He also finds your goal to be weird, and he’ll try to help you, but he can’t promise to do a good job

Like I said before, he really wants you to step out of your comfort zone

Sometimes, he’ll straight up not help you to encourage you to talk to people

My dad’s done that to me before

Sometimes it does more harm than good

But he’s doing it out of love

The day of the “coffee shop incident,” he was a little irritated that you couldn’t tell the barista your order was wrong

But he understands it’s not easy for everyone

He still loves you all the same

Mondo Owada

You’re popular, which is cool I guess

He feels like being popular would get exhausting and annoying, but you do you

About your social anxiety, he doesn’t have any issues with it, but he also wants to push you out of your comfort zone a little bit

I feel like almost everyone would, honestly

Like Ryoma, he also doesn’t have the most patience

But anyway

He’s not a fan of so many people being in love with you, but he can tolerate it as long as they’re not weird

But then they are

He won’t hurt them if it’s a girl, but he’s still gonna get their ass arrested

He’s never gonna let that happen again

When they coffee shop incident happened, he found it a little silly, but understands it takes time

And he’ll help you however he can

Chihiro Fujisaki

He thinks you’re really cool and pretty

He wouldn’t want to be popular himself, but he loves that you are

If you enjoy it, of course

He gets a little insecure sometimes, what with having boys and girls in love with you

Makes him wonder if he’s enough for you

But you assure him that he is, and it makes him smile and hug you

But the day you had that incident with your friend and an obsessed weirdo, he was horrified

Was literally tearing up and clinging onto you

Now he has Mondo keep the creepos away from you

But anyway

He’s pretty shy himself, so he understands your struggles with talking to people

He doesn’t have social anxiety per se, but it can be difficult sometimes

He will help you the best he can though

On the day of the coffee shop incident, he just felt so bad for you

He’s had wrong orders before, but was often too shy to ask for a change

So he just held you and comforted you

He really does want to help you, because he understands how hard it can be

He just loves you so much~

Ultimate Impostor

He’s a little jealous of your popularity honestly

Due to his talent, he’s not the most popular person out there

But he’s not too bothered by it

Your social anxiety is a little frustrating though

He’ll do his best to help, but he wants to push you sometimes

For the most part, he doesn’t mind that so many people are in love with you

He does get a little self-conscious, but as long as you still love him, he can tolerate it

Except for the “friend-in-closet” incident, which pissed him the eff off

He had them arrested, and vowed to never let that happen again

Now like we said, he can get a little frustrated with your social anxiety sometimes

Like the coffee shop incident, but he didn’t get too angry about it

It can be hard, but he does want to help you

Even if he pushes you, it’s only because he loves you

Nekomaru Nidai

He thinks it’s cool that you’re popular

It did surprise him that you had social anxiety, but it doesn’t bother him

He doesn’t mind helping you, and he has much more patience than Mondo or the Impostor

He does push you sometimes, but he is gentler about it

He doesn’t mind that people are in love with you, as long as they don’t try anything

When they do, he is not happy

He’s not throwing hands, but he is throwing them in jail

Never gonna let that happen again

After the coffee shop incident, he couldn’t even be upset with you

It just made him want to help you even more

Because he loves you

[bexfangirlforlife]

Notes of my first rewatch of Tatort Saarbrücken episode Die Kälte der Erde:

gonna pay attention to the actual case now (update I did. Still not much focus on that in my notes)

why is them sitting in the car feeling so domestic?

I still think that the doctor is too shocked over seeing beer drinking people in the ER, as if that doesn't happen more often.

the giggling/laughing when they don't get the couch through the door

oh yeah Esther and that one girl from the bar definitely had something. Also the post that said "the barkeeper knows it/something" so true

that "Hallo, Mama." is funny

it's not the first time, but that scene in the house made me think that in comparision to the little bit of young Adam we saw in the first episode, adult Adam does seem to have some unhingedness from his father (hate to say it)

I knew I recognised the doctor from somewhere, he was the ghost mentor of Jonas in Anna und die Liebe and he played the pimp in two episodes of the second Doctor's Diary season

they (Adam, Leo &Pia) pretend like being a Fußballfan is something really rare... guys we're in germany. It's not that uncommon!

"heyyy Saarbrücken" - german tumblr once a year

Adam's "same", love it

still lowkey wish they would have danced together at the party ngl

the bridge scene aka divorce part 1

Leo: "sprich mit mir!" I've been often frustrated with Adam not really talking to Leo. Though with the info we get later in the episode, that Adam tried to tell people that he was abused by his father, it does make even more sense that he wouldn't talk to anyone, because nobody believed him back then, why would anyone listen now? (Obviously it's different, but the man never got proper therapy, so how would he know?)

so we have Leo/Notizbuch, Adam/Sporttasche and Pia/sleep deprivation. So what is it for Esther? It's not alloud to be people, so is it Esther/Fußball? Or is it something else?

"Ich kann aber besser schlafen, wenn ich weiß, dass dir nichts passiert." would make me insane in itself, but the tone of voice Vladi is delivering it in makes this line another level. (I swear I've heard that exact tone in conversations between Boris and Tobias aka canon couple Toris from sdl)

"Tiger"-"Miau" I'll never get over it

Personal Funfact: the standard radio station my dad and I would listen to, when he drove me to school had a singing competion with this one song every morning for weeks back in the day. We still nod to each other whenever the song comes up somewhere.

"Ist das dein Partner? Ihr passt gut zusammen" still insane insane insane insane insane

Ok yeah I really need Adam going crazy worrying about Leo because Boris uses him as Adam's pressure point to be a big plot point in the next one now please.

What is Adam's plan with the money though? Like what is he planning to do with it?

"Dann leg das Gartenwerkzeug weg du Vogel" it's the pause before Vogel that makes this truly hilarious

Alina's attitude and look constantly remind me of the kid in Systemsprenger

"Wir stecken da jetzt auch mit drin" ... Foreshadowing?

The hospital scene aka divorce part 2

Adam's face after Leo says "Du weißt ich würde mit dir bis ans Ende der Welt gehen, aber nicht auf diesem Weg." still kills me

"Ich bin da. Ich war immer da." fbrjfjdhsbs

"Adam Schürk, der Mittelpunkt der Welt." - "Deiner Welt vielleicht." Enter Leo's teary eyed look killing me. And the yes nod. Pleeaassee...

"Leo, pass auf dich auf. Wenn ihr ein Paar wärt, dann würde man sagen ihr habt ne toxische Beziehung." Love Leo's reaction to this

Why did you keep the knife?

The cliffhanger aka divorce part 3

The guilty look on Adam's face. He knows he fucked up, he knows and he didn't wanna. Please I can't.

THE END

I have to rewatch all the episodes close to each other (it's been a year/over a year), but I right now I'd say this is my fave out of the four, just because of the amount of insane stuff (and I don't mean in the sense like we had in hds, with the whole frosh and stick thingy) and the amount of Adam/Leo scenes we got.

[theoncomingdoo-dah]

I've had this story idea called All That Ever Could Be in my mind for awhile.

Ya know

All that is, all that was, all that ever could be?

Yeah like that.

Basically it's a story that takes place after Journeys End where Rose and James (I don't call him John in this story. For reasons) begin their lives together. And Rose continues to have dreams (and nightmares) about her past and what she can only think as her future.

All the while, she and James are figuring out how to live together, what they are to each other and all that.

But, two things put a damper on this.

After Rose finally comes to the realization that this is her life now and how she and James are together and are going to be together (and that there's no way to go back). They get closer.

Get married.

And eventually try to have a child.

But it doesn't work. They end up finding out that James is infertile. And what's more,

he's dying.

(this was inspired by flash cloning from Halo. Basically clones that are made super quick and eventually disintegrate. I mean, the metacrisis was made super quick too, ya know?)

And while all this is happening, Rose starts to notice that she doesn't look different from pictures that were taken in the past. She had already had suspicions but now they're being confirmed.

She's frozen in time and her husband is dying.

She remembers the line she was told so long ago.

You can grow old with me, but I can't grow old with you.

Cruel irony.

But none of that matters. She has limited time with James and she wants to make it count. She can worry about herself later.

Their last days together fly past. And eventually he tells her one night that he feels that this is the end. Rose understands (she's already grieved his loss and was as ready as she could be).

"I wanted to say I'm sorry." He says. "I know this isn't what you wanted."

Rose doesn't respond. She just smiles and holds his hand. The sick part of it all is that he's speaking the truth. No matter how brutal it is.

Rose was always settling for what she could have. From before she met the Doctor till now.

"I love you." She speaks softly and James smiles.

"I love you too. Thank you for everything."

He's gone that morning.

50 years has passed. Rose is alone. Never remarried and for the most part just keeps to herself. She's not depressed but she definitely ambivalent. Her family is gone. She hasn't bothered making new friends. 

One day, she notices something whilst walking down the street. A blue box. 

But she's so far gone, she doesn't even bother getting her hopes up. She does exactly what any human would do in that situation, just walk past. Ignore it. If she still wore her TARDIS key, it would've glowed hot but it's been long forgotten in a cupboard somewhere.

Continues down the pavement. Notices something else. A man. A man in a brown leather  jacket. That almost peaks her interest but she shrugs it off. Coincidence. Obviously.

Little does she notice, the man notices her. And starts following her. He catches up to her finally in a dead end alley way. She's terrified, even when he calls out her name and she recognizes his voice. But it can't be. It isn't. 

This is bad dream, she figures. 

He moves closer and closer, and before she knows it, he has his arms around her. And it clicks. Its him. 

He seems overjoyed to see her, almost teary eyed. She's so confused...and so tired. He gazes back her, expecting excitement as well. But there's nothing. There's barely any life left in Rose's eyes. 

She follows him back to his TARDIS, holding onto his hand limply. 

When they return, explanations are given. First, from him. 

He was on the Gamestation. Rose recognized the memory...it seemed like so long ago. But in her time, she refused to give in and came back and saved him...and killed him. 

But in his time, something happened to her. And instead of staying at the Gamestation, he ran, like he always did. Nothing was holding him there, and he was so shaken he just didn't care. 

And somehow he ended here. 

He asked Rose what had happened to her but she shrugged him off. Saying it was nice to see him but she really should head home. 

She knew that even though he was here, that didn't change anything. He would leave her again. 

But he holds her back. Asking her if she was sure. He's desperate. He obviously doesn't want her to leave. And he asks her to come with him. 

Like a switch being flipped, the light returns to Rose's eyes, and she breaks down in tears. They're happy and sad, she can't stop them from flowing. She holds him, crying into his shoulder. Loud sobbing coming from her. He has no idea how much she's been through and she can't begin to even talk about it. 

So he doesn't make her, instead connecting to her thoughts. Opening all the doors in her mind, seeing all their adventures that he hasn't lived through yet. Seeing himself leave her for the first time, then leave her again for a second time, so convinced he was giving her a happy ending. 

All the times they spent together before his metacrisis self passed on. 

And then just loneliness. Seeing Jackie and Pete in their last days. Seeing Rose say goodbye to her younger brother and never bother to reach out again. Barely any life.

When he breaks contact, he's panting. Tears streaming down his cheeks too now, seeing all the pain he put her through and the life she had to live. And the fact that she was doomed to it. He wonders if his Rose would have done something so drastic to get back to him, if she would've had the chance. And he's furious with the man he would've became.  

He apologizes. He feels awful that Rose is doomed to this life. But she doesn't seem fazed. 

"He told me once, er, you told me once, that I could grow old with you but you couldn't grow old with me. But that doesn't matter anymore, does it? We could grow old together, if you'd have me." 

 

He nods, pulls her in again. Holds her tight. They kiss. Make up, yadda yadda. 

When they finally get a moments rest, he mentions that he has alot to make up for. Considering all she's been through. She smiles and reminds him that he has all the time in the universe to make it up to her.

[basically-romealone]

Ladies and theydies

I have been neglecting y'all and I'm sorry.

Mikey x reader uwu

(name) stares at the pregnancy test with wide eyes, hands over her mouth almost like she was praying as she took in the fact that she was with child.

Mikeys child to be exact.

Laughing stressfully she slid to the ground and just stared for a bit.

She was pregnant.

Like with a baby.

Does Mikey even want kids??

Did SHE even want kids?

She sat like that for a bit before eventually getting up and cleaning herself off and putting the pregnancy test in a plastic bag.

She never really thought about kids before this...

She manages weapon distribution for the most feared crime syndicate in Japan, guns and explosives? She could handle that! Small helpless babies that depend on you before they even come out...

What if she fucks that kid up?!

What if she drops a glass ball instead of a plastic one and the kid grows up to be severely messed up!

What if the baby hated her?!

She didn't even realize she was crying at this point while standing frozen in the hallway and a hand on her stomach.

And that's how she managed to get here.

Sitting Infront of her oldest friend in the world and crying her eyes out.

Rambling and worrying and wondering.

"What if something happens to the kid?! I don't think Mikey could handle another blow like that! I don't think I could either!" She said practically hyperventilating to the cold grave stone of Emma Sano.

Her oldest and closest friend.

"You would make an excellent aunt by the way" (name) said with tears running down her face before kissing the stone gently and getting up "I'm--- i think I'm gonna go talk to Mikey... It was nice visiting you all..." (Name) said to the Sano/kurokawa graves with a bleary smile.

She hopes they're doing well.

Making her way to bonten HQ she breezed past security who didn't even dare looking at her as she went to the executive lounge the men looking at the teary eyed woman confused.

Wasn't it her day off?

She didn't even say hi as she speed walked towards Mikey's office and knocking on the frosted glass doors, the voice of the love of her life telling her to enter.

Opening and clicking the door shut (name) struggled to find words as Mikey took in her disheveled appearance and felt his blood boil.

"Who did this? Why are you crying?!" Mikey demanded while walking up to his beloved and wiping her tears away, having not seen her cry like this since...he didn't want to remember that.

(Name) Shakely went into her jacket pocket and pulled out a clear ziplock bag with the pregnancy test and whispered shakily "suprise..." And Mikey froze.

For one minute

Than ten...

"Mikey please... I have so many thoughts and I need to know yours"

"Would you be willing to be the mother of my children?"

"...Yeah... I think I wanna be the mother of your kids 'jiro..." (Name) said softly as a new wave of tears rolled down her cheeks but these... These were happy tears.

"We're gonna be a family..." Mikey whispered as his hands gently traced (name)s tummy happily "...fuck" Mikey realized and ran to his desk frantically and (name) looked startled "what?!"

Oh god what happened??

"Im supposed to marry you BEFORE the baby!"

(Name) felt herself laugh happily...this is what he was worried about? Marrying her on time?

"Mikey are you asking me to marry you?"

"We can get you a ring later but yes, will you marry me?"

"Yeah Mikey.... I will"

[hyunjilicious]

A/n: I'm low-key terrified because I never wrote anything like this before... 🥺 so I hope it doesn't suck? Thanks for the request @hommoturttle I hope its ok!

Summary: just sex. And breeding kink. SMUT 1.6K

Warnings: smut, some dirty talk, the tiniest bit of degradation, breeding kink obvi and some possessive Bucky. 18+ please!! (also idk about you but this gif does ✨things✨ to me - like.. Mr Barnes, stick whatever you want wherever you wantksksksk ok I'm done 🥲)

It would happen after a mission that you went on without him. No matter how used he is to going away and putting himself in danger, his brain refuses to accept that that's your job too. He gets crazy worried, sweats through most of the nights that you're not there to sleep on his chest, snaps at everyone that tells him to calm down, and counts the days until you're back. He's usually able to stand the distance, but not in these scenarios. He always ends up missing you like you've been gone for months, but the way the night you're back unfolds, makes up for everything.

No amount of cuddling, sweet nothings or showers together could possibly make up for the time away like the frantic rounds of sex you always go through as soon as you get back do. And it's always the same, he's on top of you, hovering above your body as his eyes never leave your frame. He wants to see every detail, every inch of your face, every feature that he loves so much. 

It starts crazy and it ends even more so. Foreplay is long forgotten, everything you get is him throwing you on the bed and ripping every piece of clothing that stands in his way. And it's more than enough, the pure need and hunger in his manic blue eyes, has the power to drive you insane in record time.

You're a squirming, wet and needy mess by the time he has you naked on his bed, hands clawing up to him. "Come on, Bucky, I need you"

And it drives him up the walls too. He hates the belt that slows him down, and his shirts never make it out intact. 

Biting down hard on his lower lip as his need gets the best of him, Bucky's breathing passes the threshold of obscene, his buffed chest heaving as he can't help himself.

"Come here, doll" he finally rasps, his voice low and grave as his jeans fall to the floor.

In a moment, he's on top of you, his legs lodged in between yours. Every touch is amplified by the wait and the feeling of his rough hands on your waist is mind-blowing. You squirm under his touch, trying to wiggle your way closer to him.

"Missed me too, huh?" Bucky grins proudly, gently but sternly grabbing your chin. His thumb rubs along your jawline, his teeth showing as he can't hide his enthusiasm.

"Yes-" you breathe out, melting under his touch. "Missed you so much, Buck."

"Need me?" he keeps teasing, lowering himself so that his lips reach the side of your neck. At first, it's his hot breath that you allow yourself to get drunk on, but when his teeth lewdly sink into your skin, you yelp, your thighs involuntarily closing around his hips.

And you can tell he takes pride in the responses he gets from you. You're sure he feels the goosebumps up your arms, or the way your rib cage shakes with every breath you take. But he keeps going, his greedy hands exploring your naked body, taking your breasts into his palms as he keeps on sucking claim marks into your neck.

"Fuck, Bucky-" you moan, back arching. His lips and his fingers are already too much for you to take, but when the tip of his cock brushes against your thigh, you're all but done. 

"Tell me you need me, doll" he hums, pushing himself up on his left arm. The mattress dips under the weight of his metal hand, and as you look between your bodies, your eyes land on the way he's eagerly fisting his cock in his right hand. You're caged in his hold, and it's the only thing you want.

"You're all I need, Bucky" you cry, your hands softly roaming up his chest. His hair had fallen around his face, framing his features and offering them the required amount of shadow needed to accentuate his carnal desire. Bottom lip wet and lodged between his teeth, he watches you closely, waiting for more.

"Bucky, please-" you continue, uselessly shaking your hips from side to side. "I'm already so wet, I'm such a mess for you sometimes. Just use me, do whatever you want with me, I just need to feel you, Bucky. Deep inside me, please"

He shakes his head in disbelief, hints of bitter laughter escaping his lips. "Such a needy, little thing" he muttered to himself.

With your mind clouded and busy enjoying the build-up, when the tip of his cock connectes to your folds, your eyes snap wide. Your reaction brings a proud grin to Bucky’s lips, but this is just the beginning.

Giving you no time to adjust whatsoever, he slams himself into you, bottoming out as you feel your breath cut short. "Fuck, fuck-" you pant, wrapping your arms around his shoulders in a pathetic attempt to ground yourself.

"Be good for me, doll, ok?" Bucky groans against your ear. His body is right on top of yours, fully rocking you against the mattress with every deep and powerful thrust of his hips. "You need to take all of me"

You can feel him up into your chest, your pleasure materializing in the form of tears, coating your eyes for just a short second before running down your temples. 

"Buck-" you cry.

"I'm gonna fill you up, baby" he grunts, holding onto your shoulders as he shoves himself deeper. "Deep inside your belly, yeah? Gonna feel me for days"

And you're not that close yet, your brain isn't yet drowning in hormones, so you can think straight, you can form a decent answer - but you refuse to. You just squeeze your eyes shut and grit your teeth, sucking the pleasure his cock forced into your body. Every vein is palpable, your walls closing in around him as if his size isn't already a tad bit more than you'd normally find comfortable. But you love it, he's there, as close as he can get, consuming himself right there with you.

"Fuck-" Bucky grunts, his metal fingers wrapping around the roots of your hair. It's unwashed - a weeks worth of sweat embedded into its fibers but he doesn't care. He only sees you. "I missed you so fucking bad, doll-"

"I'm here, baby-" you coo, your words shaky and barely audible.

You don't know if he heard you, or if he even processed your sentence, he's too caught up.

"You're mine - you're here with me, only mine-" he adds, fervently sucking away at the skin of your neck. "My baby, my angel, mine-" he grunts, emphasising his last word with the help of a ravaging thrust that shakes you to your core.

You cry out, his name burning your throat as you feel him ripping your insides apart.

"Bucky- Buck- I-"

"So sweet-" he cuts you off, moving his head to the other side of your neck. "And only fucking mine. Say it-" he demands.

"I'm-" you gasp, "I'm yours, only yours"

"All mine"

You faintly nod along, vision blurry as you start to lose yourself.

"Say it!" Bucky adds.

"I'm all yours"

"Say it again"

"I'm... all- all yours, Bucky" you manage to mutter before a pleasure filled whine erupts from your throat. "I'm getting close… Bucky, I can't-"

"Easy now-" he moans, slowing down his pace. He comes face to face with you, his damp lips sloppily pressing against yours. He's still balls deep inside your cunt, making the gentle movement of his hips almost unbearable.

Eventually, he slowly tilts your head to the side, burying his face into your hair as he whispers against your ear, "I'm gonna pump you full, yeah? Gonna fill this sweet cunt with my cum, and you, like the good little slut you are, are not gonna let any of it go waste, right?"

"Yeah…"

"Gonna use that pretty cunt of yours to milk my cock dry, yeah?"

You whimper and nodd, frantically trying to get him to pick up his pace. But he isn't having it. When he finally pulls out at that agonisingly slow pace, he captures your lips into another kiss as he slams himself back in.

"Come on, Bucky, fill me up" you cried, involuntarily pulling breaking the kiss, "I wanna feel you inside me"

"Oh, you're gonna feel me inside you alright" he taunted, repeating his movements and pulling all the way out before forcing himself all the way back in. "A little bit of me inside you-" he growls and thrusts again, deeper and harder, "Growing inside you-"

"Holy- fuck!" you screamed, throwing your head back.

"Mine forever, doll-" Bucky grunts, both of you dangerously close the edge, "Yeah?"

"Mhm-" you hum, whiny and all teary eyed with your lips gathered between your teeth.

And then you're all but done - legs tightly wrapped around his middle - every muscle of your body clenching uncontrollably as a spiral of pleasure engulfs your body. And Bucky isn't far behind, your name being the only thing on his lips as he shoots his load deep inside your pussy - careless and irregular, a few last thrusts until he crashes down on top of you.

Although out of breath, as the last waves of your orgasm propagate along your body, you still cling to him. Bucky's face is hidden against your shoulder as he struggles to come down from his high, none of you willing to move even an inch.

"I'm never pulling out" he jokes, and it takes all the energy you have left inside your body to chuckle along.

"Wouldn't ask you to" you laugh, "But you're crushing me so-"

With a grunt, but still with impeccable ease, Bucky wraps his arms around your middle and spins the two of you around, until he's laying on his back with you against his chest. 

"There-" he shrugs placing a kiss on the top of your head, "Problem solved"

[starsfic]

Might I make a gen request? How about DBK and Red get drunk together (maybe it's reds first time. Waiting over 500 yrs to come of age must suck XD) and Red, completely hammered, confesses he thinks DBK hates him then passes out before dbk can get an explanation. Sadly blacking out causes red to completely forget the conversation. So what does dbk, totally not awkward at parenting demon father of the year, do?

Tries to get his son drunk again in the hopes of getting an explanation without all the awkward strings attached, of course.

"I need the strongest alcohol you have."

Sun Wukong looked both confused and absolutely offended. DBK could not blame his former sworn brother. The last time they had seen each other was over a week ago during the New Year and that had involved punching him into the floor. "...I don't have any." was the first words out.

That was interesting. DBK knew he had massive wine cellars built after their brotherhood. Which led to the possibility that he had them destroyed after protecting that monk. Or before, considering his known distaste for alcohol, bar that incident in Heaven. "I see."

"Why do you need alcohol anyway?"

DBK paused. Should he explain? Did he need to explain? He probably- and Sun Wukong was gently pushing him into the cottage, okay. He ducked to enter, deciding to shift down to a smaller size.

Huh. DBK hadn't actually been in here before. He had been in the manor, but the cottage was smaller. But instead of a homier feel like he expected, it just felt... empty. Like his former sworn brother had put up the image of a home and left it at that. Artifacts and Monkey King merchandise were scattered here and there to fill out blank spots. The front room was an absolute mess.

Books and scrolls, all in varying stages of age, were scattered around. Skulls and blue popped up again and again. It niggled at his memory. "What are you doing?" he asked, picking up a scroll. A portrait of a young woman with cold blue eyes stared up at him, further eating at his mind.

Then the scroll was snatched away. "Stuff," Sun Wukong said, rolling it up with a flick of his wrist. "What are you doing that requires any alcohol I might've had?"

DBK tapped his fingers together. "...I need to get my son drunk."

"...why do you need to get your son drunk?"

"What are you doing?" DBK shot back. "Does your successor know you're researching...something?"

Emotion shot through Sun Wukong's face. For a moment, a flash of fear, followed by concern and then boiling anger. "He doesn't know about this," he said, putting the scroll down a tad too hard. "He can't know about this."

DBK stared. Something had his former brother up in arms and it was...worrying. He would deny it, but anything that made Wukong worry like this was something to fear. "You should talk to him."

"Yeah, like you should with Red Boy." Wukong shot back. "You didn't answer my question of why you need alcohol."

Well how was he supposed to explain? He and Red Son had decided to go drinking after the New Year mess and he had asked his son why he was so teary-eyed after calling him son. And then Red Son had said “I thought you hated me!” before passing out, leaving a suddenly sober DBK to realize. How was he supposed to say that? What else was he supposed to do to make sure his son didn’t remember the planned interrogation?

“...”

Wukong sighed, the tension disappearing from his form. “Go talk with your kid, Ox Brother. And then leave.” DBK rose his head up, immediately ready to argue. He had no right to-

The look in his eyes was sad. Scared. Steely with determination.

“Sun-”

“It’s not safe here.” Wukong nodded to the scroll with the portrait. “Definitely if she figures out you’re here.”

And soon enough, DBK was outside. 

Without alcohol, to boot. Even if he didn’t have the intention of getting Red drunk, that was still a disappointment.

He sighed.

Welp. There was no other way then.

[empress-simps]

Strangers (one)

▪︎Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuroo x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Akaashi Keiji and Hinata Shoyo x Kageyama Tobio

▪︎Pronouns: She/Her [Fem! Reader]

▪︎Alternate Universe: Soulmate Au!

▪︎Warnings: Reader getting hurt

▪︎Genre: Angst

▪︎Synopsis: Finding out your soulmate rejected the bond to be with someone else feels terrible.

note: Not everyone has soulmates in this one! Some people are just born without a soulmate. The name turning gray is also my idea! Also, the more you get older the more it will appear(it will be very faint when you're a baby but as the time goes by it will slowly be more visible), by the time the youngest of the pair turns 15 the mark will be completely visible.

》 next

》 Strangers Masterlist

Not everyone is blessed with a soulmate.

Since having a soulmate bond is rare, it made you feel special. To have a certain someone out there just for you, it made your heart beat a little faster as anticipation crept up to you.

You've spent countless days daydreaming about the one you're destined to be with. You often wondered if you'll get the spark when the two of you meet that your mother gushes about as she reminicised about her first meeting with your father.

You let out a sigh as you traced the faint undistinguishable lines slowly forming as you grow older.

Looking at your parents, they seem to be happy being with one another. You only hoped that you and him will be like that someday.

So when it finally made itself visible on your 15th birthday, you were more than elated.

You stared at your wrist with shock and amazement. Obviously, you expected this ever since you were young but you didn't expect it to be.. him.

Overwhelming emotions took over you. You felt giddy, excited and you were longing to meet him. In your state of happiness, you didn't even notice the curious looks your volleyball crazed friends give to you.

Hinata whined as he tried to grab your arm, only for you to turn away. "LET ME LOOK-" Kageyama, his soulmate, quickly smacked him upside the head. "Oi! Boke! Let Y/n have her moment! What does it say..." His voice died down as he read what was on your wrist. The name slowly turning gray as the two of you stared at it.

You felt your heart drop into your stomach.

"W-what's happening.." You mumbled, still not believing your eyes. It can't be.

Your body went into shock as your eyes went wide and you felt your mouth go dry. Hinata, who already peeked over your wrist could only stare in disbelief at the mark .

"No way..." He breathed out as his gaze locked into Kageyama's mirroring the confusion and shock on heir face.

Kageyama and Hinata looked at you worried expressions, they can feel their heart breaking alongside yours.

When your soulmate's name fades into gray it means he/she decided to be with someone who doesnt have a soulmate. Basically rejecting your bond and making you soulmateless.

All those daydreams of him down the drain.

All those stupid scenarios you created with a fairly domestic life with your destined flew out the window.

You looked at them with a closed and teary eyed smile and laughed "Why are you guys looking so glum? I'll be fine." Hinata pulled you into his arms, letting you let out the unshed tears.

He already broke your heart even if you haven't met yet.

"Akaashi..." Bokuto was oddly quiet, he stared at his wrist with unknown emotion swriling in his eyes.

Akaashi already knew what was going on as dread enters his system. Will Koutaro leave him for his destined soulmate? Or will he stay with him?

Either way, no one is safe from getting hurt.

"I got my mark.. I guess that they're a first year.." Bokuto mumbled, golden eyes still transfixed at the writing on his arm. Akaashi bit his lip and looked. "I guess so too.."

Koutaro looked at him and gently cupped his face and stared at his gunmetal eyes. "Keiji.. You already know I made a promise to you."

Akaashi's eyes welled up with unshed tears as he gingerly placed a shaky hand on rop of Bokuto's "What if you find her better than me?"

"I won't. You're the only one for me." Bokuto tells his lover, sealing their lips with a reassuring kiss.

You felt like throwing up.

The bus barely moved and you were about to throw your guts out. You don't know wether it's from nervousness or you just suddenly got severe carsickness. Probably both.

The bundle of nerves in your stomach gradually grows as the bus you're in gets farther and farther away the school grounds.

Asahi eyed worryingly as he rubbed small circles on your back, "You don't have to attend it Y/n.. You can still get off the bus, we haven't left Miyagi yet." He chuckled, attempting to make you feel better. Afew chorus of agreements filled the bus.

You shook your head and gave him a small smile, "Im a manager, I need to do my duty to take care of you guys. And this-" You pointed at your wrist. "-Won't hinder me from functioning like I normally will." You heard a snort somewhere in the bus which made you growl. That damn dino nerd, you made sure to send him a glare while he just acted like nothing happened.

Asahi ignored the sound as he fought the urge to laugh as he nodded along, scared to upset his kouhai even more. "If you say so.."

"Didn't you say you want to cover the mark?" Sugawara piped up, his head peeking above the seat infront of you. He tilted his head slightly as you nodded and snapped your fingers.

"Oh yeah! Let me go grab my concealer.. Thanks for the reminder Koushi senpai!" As you finished concealing, you showed it to the third years which made them nod in approval.

The squeaking of shoes and volleyball hitting the floor made your nervousness grow as you helped Takeda sensei lug out the things that you'll be using during your stay. Takeda probably noticed your state as he smiled and patted your back. "You'll be fine."

You sighed mentally as you gave your teacher a curt nod. I hope so too.

Once you stepped inside, oh you were absolutely not fine. Why?

Because you saw him looking around and asking for you.

You hid behind a beanpole tall blonde which happens to be your classmate stingyshima. He looked down and gave you an inquisitive stare.

"What are you doing stupid? That's going to make you stand out even more." He rolled his eyes as you sent a glare to him. "Shut it you bastard, this is the only help you can offer me."

"Tsk. Who said I was helping you?" He looked down to meet your annoyed gaze with his mocking ones.

"Well you would've already stepped aside- Hey!" You exclaimed as he did what you told.

Luckily no one heard you, or so you thought.

Konoha hummed to himself, looking at you with amusement.

"Found her."

There's part two! If anyone wants to be notified just send an ask and I'll make a taglist

[athyathye]

Twisted

Chapter 4

Warnings ⚠️: intoxication, one scene can be counted as attempted drugging,...a kissing scene.

Author's note 📝: Ahh~ we see progress 👀

⏮Previous///Next ⏭

Tags : @rinnieslove @lynihana

“What are you talking about? We’re not a gang.” The male who had landed himself a punishment replied to those who were belittling the group he entered. A group he so desperately cherishes.

“Yeah. We’re just a group of people who deeply respect and follow y/n-san” The other replied, hiding the urge to hit someone. He was rational enough to understand that if he did, repercussions would be way worse.

Mitsuya glanced at both of them, paying attention to any body cues that may give him hints. Sadly for him, what they said was the truth.

He caught Baji’s eye, the lad eyeing them up and down like he was suspicious about something, Who wouldn’t after all. Even Draken had been unconsciously telling them to watch if they do anything fishy. They learned to trust their guts and they were sure as hell these people weren’t average, or at least had something under their sleeves.

A few days had passed.

In the Toman base it seemed like everything was going fine, the two crux members were nowhere in sight having finished their business just this morning.

It seemed like a slow day for Toman, Mikey thought as he glanced around, only to end up jinxing himself.

“Mikey!” The teary eyed Takemitchy made his way through, Draken and Chifuyu in tow looking absolutely done.

“What?”

“T-they took it…”

“Took what?”

Chifuyu audibly sighed, “Takemitchy got swindled off maybe like 2000 yen from his wallet”

“And?” Mikey asked, putting his hands inside his pockets.

“It….It was those two. Crux.” Draken sighed, already knowing what Mikey would do. He had been acting fishy these past few days, not to mention the fact that he seems to be spaced out at very random times, more frequent than before.

“...Oh”

“What does he mean by that?” Chifuyu asked, turning to Draken who just shook his head.

“Leave him be-” “Then let’s go.”

All 3 boys looked at Mikey “Something wrong?” He asked, feeling their gazes as he turned his back.

“....Is something bothering you, captain? You’ve been so...out of it these days.” Takemitchy blurted out, he said what everybody had been thinking with no hesitation.

“Is that how I seemed? Nah. I’m fine.” Mikey smiled, which was a bad sign in their dictionary of his moods.

“Do you know where to find them?”

“Ah it’s a club!”

“....You do realize we’re not allowed in clubs right…?”

Though they all turned to Mikey who was getting ready to drive his motorcycle.

“Well? Get on with it.”

“So was it blue or red?” Ran asked the person in front of him. Glancing at you who was sat at the top floor, having a full view of the space around you.

“U-uh well...Could we perhaps sched-” “If you’re not gonna accept the deal just say so. Don’t waste my time.” Ran sighed, leaning back on the couch he was sitting on. Manspreading as he gazed amusedly at the man in front of him.

“Ran!” He heard a calming but high-pitched voice behind him as he sighed, A woman embraced him from behind, cutely chuckling as she did so.

“Are you busy? Want to go play board games with me?” Aika asked with her big doe eyes. Looking like an excited puppy wagging her tail.

“Ah...I’d love to, but see your sister over there? She’s supervising me. So I can’t, unless I want to get reported to Mr. L/n on my ass” He sighed, Aika was lovely indeed, but the girl did not know what personal space was.

“Oh! No, don't worry I’ll ask my sister to let you go! She’ll say yes!” She urged, tightening her hold on Ran’s shoulder to prove a point.

Ran felt irritation yet at the same time flattery flowed through him, to him it was nice having girls become obsessed with him, but sometimes they’re too clingy to deal with.

“That’s enough. Stop bothering me-”

“But I can vouch for you…”

“I said stop.”

Aika released her hold on him, looking teary-eyed. “Ah…” She sniffled, “Sorry for bothering…” She looked dejected as she left. But once she was at least 5 feet away from them her face fell into one of coldness, similar to the glare her mother had.

“Bro, Don’t just tell a pretty girl to screw off!!!”

“You cold-hearted prick!”

“You don’t even know how lucky you are.” The people around him all showed faces of disappointment, all feeling bad for little Aika who was cruelly turned away.

“Shut the f*ck up.” Ran said callously, his eyes sharp and calculating. Though you could see he was mad, it was obvious by the way he clenched his hands together tightly in front of his lips as he leaned forward elbows on his knees as he stared down the man before him.

“Sigh… She’s coming here isn’t she?” You sighed, looking to your left where you saw your blue-haired companion glance at you with a neutral expression, one that he had been wearing since forever.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick, text me when she’s gone or something.” You told the man next to you. But as soon as you saw her looking at you with a look, you knew you wouldn’t want your friend to deal with whatever she had in store.

You looked back at him, only to see him putting on his earbuds which made you unconsciously smile. ‘Looks like he can take care of himself.’

‘I have to do this...I have to do this’ my hands trembled as I felt the familiar pill inside my pocket. I glanced at the man who without a doubt hated me just as much as I hate him.

“Taizo?” I croaked out. He didn’t move, not even a glance.

‘How dare he ignore me.’ I frowned to show my distaste, ugh! How could I get this b*stard to move, and quick!

My heart raced inside my chest, it hurt. Why was I this nervous over something so small like this. It’ll be fine right? Nothing too serious. Wait. Why am I being so cautious? I have nothing to worry about. They had this coming.

I relaxed myself, glaring at the tall man before me before I heard someone call for him. Perfect.

Aika’s face which was hardened as well turned to the voice. Looking quite a bit relieved to see Taizo looking away from them, fully immersed in the conversation he was having before he fully turned himself around.

Leading Aika to do whatever it was that she needed. Trembling, her hand found your glass that was filled with water, immediately holding the pill she was worrying about before splitting it in half and pouring it in your drink.

She inhaled shakily under her breath which caused Taizo’s attention to switch from the man in front of him to hers. She flinched from surprise, eyes wide and glossy. T-jay seemed to inspect her from top to bottom before returning to his previous engagements to which made Aika sigh in relief.

She turned around and left as well, shaking off the tingling nervousness she was feeling. Clutching her chest, as she dared not to look back.

Surprisingly, a man had seen her preceding actions, forcing him to glance coldly but subtly at the walking figure of Aika.

Ran stood up from his seat, proceeding to grab his identical glass. Walking towards where you used to be seated as well. Aika was nowhere to be seen, quickly leaving the area with her traces all over the scene.

He calmly walked across, skillfully replacing your glass with his as if it was something he’d done millions of times before he proceeded to snatch your keys and walk away like nothing happened. Though it did not escape Taizo’s watchful eye. Only pointedly glancing at the jingling key’s in Ran’s hand as he nodded to himself, worries subsiding a tad bit before looking back to the people below him.

“I’m back…” After a few minutes you had walked back to where you were seated. Glancing around hoping not to see anyone else around before taking a sip of your drink.

“Hey, what is this? It tastes real fruity” You said, glancing at your cup with a smile. You then unexpectedly stood up, before stumbling back down on your seat which made your close aid glance at you in worry.

“I suddenly feel dizzy what the!” you chuckled, leaning to your side with a smile on your face

Did you drink something? Were you having some sort of symptom? What was it? Taizo glanced curiously at you, wondering what he should do. An arm reaching out to hold you in your place as you tried to stand up once more.

Suddenly you looked up in surprise, pointing at a person near the entrance. “Hey! Youuuuu~!” You pointed towards the blonde male who had just entered. Everybody too busy to care or too caught up in the music to hear your shout. You beckoned him over.

“What were you doing there standing like a goof~” You slurred your words once he was near. Immediately drape yourself on him as the world spun around you.

“A-are you drunk p-perhaps?” He curiously mumbled, hands reaching under your arms to try and steady you.

‘Is that why your cheeks are rosier than last time?...’ He felt a hand pulling on his shirt, tugging him closer as he watched you raise your face next to his. He felt flustered, he was never this close to a girl before, much less experienced any sort of romantic relationship things.

“I’m surprised you could still stand…” Rindou glanced at his older brother who stretched his arms.

“What do you mean?” Ran perplexedly asked, glancing at Rindou with a hand on his neck. Eyes as droopy as before.

“Those idiots spiked your drink or something, probably just some strong liquor or something. Seeing as you’re fine…” Rindou said, raising his glass to his lip before taking a sip before he jolted from Ran’s sudden shout.

“What!? Why didn’t you tell me *sshole!?!” Rand glanced back to where you were supposed to be, only for his eyes to widen similarly to Rindou.

“F*ck…” The older of the two cursed as they watched you push yourself to someone they felt was familiar.

Your designated bodyguard behind you is as stiff and unresponsive as a stone as if he was too much in shock to even move.

“Hey! Stop them!” Ran rushedly stood up, watching you lock lips with a person you probably didn’t know. He slapped Rindou’s arm, making him stand up and follow his brother as well.

They ran towards where you were, pulling you apart as Rindou grabbed Mikey’s shoulder, grabbing him back until he was near the staircase.

But Mikey was too stunned to make a move.

“Ah! What the hell are you guys doing!? Why are you swaying so much!”

“Move! That’s enough! Y/n!”

3 boys waited outside of the club, eyeing the beat up security guards in front of them. Chifuyu kept glancing at his watch to check the time, Draken calmly closing his eyes as he leaned on the wall and Takemitchy pacing around nervously.

Then, out came their leader. Looking roughed up, rougher than what they’ve seen. Making them hurriedly ask him what happened, only to receive a soulless “Leave the money.”

Now that made Draken look at him with unease, never had he seen Mikey this uncommunicative. Especially when it was for his friends. “Mikey are you o-” He stopped himself as he saw Mikey’s dead like eyes that seemed even more tired than usual. But with a slight blush on his cheeks. Draken was mortified.

“Don’t say sh*t to me”

"As I was saying, you know they're desperate. Crux is only strong because of those who are." A boy had murmured, looking it front of him where two people had gathered.

"It's a chain thing. But they usually just take in runaways." He continued, glancing coldly but his form leaning on a wall as if he didn't even want to be here.

"That's why the best time to strike is when..." his words were unheard, at least to the boy hiding in the shadows. He had a determined look on his face, determination that could probably end up with him lying on the ground with a cold body.

"It's only dangerous because nobody knows how they operate, but I do. And some of them will do all they can for money."

Takemitchy nodded his head, turning to stealthily leave by crawling away. Once he was out, he saw the two members of Crux.

Perfect timing if he had to say so himself. He stood nonchalant as he walked towards them, purposely bumping their shoulder, which made them scoff.

"Look where you're going pipsqueak." One had uttered.

"Hey let's just go, leave him be" the other had a smile on his face as he guided the other one away.

His wallet that had fallen down on the ground because of the impact nowhere to be seen.

“Is this what you’re capable of? Huh?” a hand continuously tapped him from both cheeks, he glanced down, feeling the bubbling irritation swell up before he forced it to diminish.

“God, did I make a mistake? Huh? Just tell me if you want me to replace you!” The man grit his teeth, holding the urge to beat the young man in front of him. Only sighing slouching back onto his seat.

“I specifically told you to watch my daughter for me. Not for you to swoop in and play prince charming like this!”

“Make sure this never happens again, Haitani. Before kick you out of your position.” The man glared at him, waving him away as he muttered numerous profanities under his breath.

Ran looked in front of him, a cold hazed daze he was in. Everybody knew not to bother him right now. Making space for him in the hallways and even walking back to where they came from just to avoid his presence.

He went back to his assigned room, Immediately walking to his bed where he sat down for a few minutes, wondering how he could turn the favor back to him.

‘Ah. What a sh*t show. F*ck!’ He slammed his hand on his bed harshly. He sighed, trying to calm himself down, now turning to lay on his bed as he covered his eyes with his other hand.

“Ah~ Why are all of you swaying~??? OOmf must’d doo~” I couldn’t understand a thing she was saying. Should I pat her back? I should, shouldn't I? But won’t that make her want to throw up? F*ck.

I turned my head to where the bast*rd was, “Leave if you wanna live motherf*cker… I’m not playing games with you.” I watched as the Toman leader touched his lips, looking disoriented as I was.

I grabbed y/n off the ground, carrying her bridal style as she seemed to have lost consciousness.

“You, go to the back. We’re takin’ her back home” I pointed to the blue-haired b*stard who tried to threaten me the first time I had been here. The girl in my arms sturred, making me stop for a bit before I felt her encircle her arms around me.

I tried to stop my hand from touching her while unconscious, but I couldn’t. I brushed her hair back, surely this wouldn’t count as something to worry about, right?

I tilted her face, making me see a full view. I heard a cough snapping me from my daze. I glanced to the front, only to see the blue *sshole glancing at me with a warning gaze.

“Look at the front you idiot.”

I couldn’t help but remember the slow but steady rise of her chest in the car, Her head in my lap as she dozed off. I tried to focus on something else only to find myself glancing back again and again to her lips.

"What the f*ck..."

Traitor? 👀

[toastedkiwi]

First Man

Summary: you debut a song on stage at the AMAs.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Daughter!Reader, Harry Styles x Popstar!Reader

“No, I got no clue to what she’s performing,” Chris said to the interviewer and looking at you.

“You’ll just have to wait,” you said.

“POPS!” You both hear.

Chris turns knowing exactly who it is. He opens his arms and hugs his son-in-law who’s in an elaborate suit. You smile.

“I’ve missed you,” Harry exclaimed as your dad cups his face.

“I know, Bubba,” Chris said smiling.

You greet Harry’s mother Anne and sister Gemma whilst your dad and husband hug each other like long lost lovers. It took awhile for your dad to warm up to Harry but after seeing the way his only daughter and only child was being treated warmed his heart. It took some convincing from you as well. Chris couldn’t let just anyone marry his little girl.

Yes I'm gonna stay with him tonight

I'll see you in the mornin'

No of course, he won't drink and drive

Chris immediately gets teary eyed seeing you onstage in a gown at a grand piano with spotlight shinning down. He hasn’t heard this song and neither has Harry as he hears you singing. It brings Chris back some memories.

“No, I’m gonna be with him tonight,” you said into the phone.

“Excuse me? Who’s this boy? Is it Tyler? Adam? Tom? If you’re back with Holland, I’m gonna fuckin—.”

“No, Daddy. It’s somebody else. I’m not dating one of your costars. That was a mistake.”

Chris sighed and said, “be careful. Don’t drink and drive.”

“No, of course not,” you said.

“Call me if anything happens, I’ll be there, comet.”

“I know, Daddy. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Oh you'll like him, he's really kind

And he's funny like you sometimes

And I found someone I really like

Maybe for the first time

Chris sniffles and tries his hardest to keep it together especially with a camera pointed at him and Harry. He focuses on the stage where you’re singing.

“Daddy, please! You’ll really like him. He’s really kind,” you said. “And he’s funny like you sometimes.”

“Excuse me?! My jokes are killer all the time, Comet! —Knock, knock,” your dad said truly offended.

“Come in,” you said.

He gives you one look and you start running. He runs after you growling. You scream when he grabs you and lifts you off the ground.

“Have I taught you nothing?!” Chris exclaimed. “We’re gonna try this again, Miss Thing.”

“Oh Jesus,” you rolled your eyes and you can’t help but smile.

“Knock, Knock,” he said.

“Who’s there?” You asked playing along.

“Boo,” he said still holding you tightly not wanting to let you escape.

“Boo, who?” You said confused.

“Aww, munchkin, don’t cry,” your dad said pressing a kiss to your cheek. “It’s just a boy. No need for crying over him.”

You laughed and said facing him, “but Daddy. He’s really good to me. And I think I really found someone I really like— maybe for the first time.”

He can’t help but frown and narrow his eyes.

“Who is he?” He asked.

“His name is Harry,” you said smiling.

No I don't need a jacket

It's not that cold tonight

And you worry, I get it

But he's waiting outside

“Grab a jacket!” Chris yelled at you before you can leave.

“It’s not that cold,” you said as he comes over to you from the kitchen. “And I’m 21, Dad.”

“I know how old you are. I was there and I know you’re a popstar and I—,” he said.

“And you worry, I get it,” you said.

“Yes, so grab a jacket, comet,” he said pointing to the hallway.

“But he’s waiting outside, Daddy,” you said.

“And he can wait longer. Also, you still live under my roof which I don’t get when I know you’re making a shit ton of money off of your music,” Chris said.

“You know they’re still renovating my house,” you said. “And I’m pretty sure you like having your own daughter around again.”

Chris scoffs and shoos you back down the hallway. He knows you’re right. He loves having you around even if you both get very busy with work. It’s nice to know you’re around safe and sound.

You’re quick to put a leather jacket over your outfit. He follows you out without hesitation. You give him a look but he’s got his murder glare.

“Hey, I was thinking that I got the wrong house,” the Brit said as you get in and he’s got the windows down.

Chris looks into the car and you said, “dad, this is Harry. Harry, this is my dad.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir,” Harry said.

“Comet, didn’t you have a poster of him on your wall with some other boys?” Chris asked looking at you.

“DAD!” You looked at him mortified.

“It was One Direction, right?” Chris said.

“Yeah, but we split off into different directions,” Harry said.

“But she didn’t like you,” your dad said. “It was a different one.”

“Was it Liam?” Your boyfriend asked.

Chris shook his head and said, “it was the dude with the bleach blonde hair.”

“Oh, Niall. He’s a cheeky little Irish fucker. I don’t blame you, Y/n,” Harry said.

You try getting out of the car to get away from the embarrassment but Harry locks the doors on you. Chris smiles a bit.

“Have fun, comet,” Chris said pressing a kiss to your temple as you hide your face into your hands.

He steps away from the car and threatened, “I’ll fucking destroy you, Harry, if you hurt my little girl.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Mr. Evans,” Harry responded honestly.

I swear on my heart

That he's a good man

I know you'll stay up late

Just waiting for me

“You should be asleep, Daddio,” you said putting your arms around his shoulders.

“Had to make sure you got home safely, munchkin,” Chris said putting a hand over your forearms.

“But you’ve got a plane to catch in the morning,” you said. “And he’s a good man.”

“He was in a boyband, Y/n,” he said.

“He’s in a man-band now,” you said with a giggle.

Chris can’t help but laugh as he stood up from his spot on the couch.

“I still don’t trust him,” your dad said making you frown.

You held me so tight

Now someone else can

But you were the first man that really loved me

You looked to the crowd with a tear rolling down your cheek. Your dad is openly letting the tears stream down his own cheeks. Harry smiles at you with tears of his own building up. He knows it’s about him and your dad but mainly your dad.

Now you're driving to the airport

Not just me you pick up anymore

I've got eight days off coming up

And I can only come home for four

Yeah I just met his family

“Harold,” Chris said.

“Mr. America!” Harry exclaimed throwing his arms around your dad.

You smile happily at your dad and he gives in hugging your boyfriend. He hugs you next and kisses your cheek before helping Harry load your bags into the car. There’s not much— only your carry-ons. It’s a short trip to Boston so everyone can meet Harry and you can spend time with your dad.

“How was London?” Your dad asked as Harry is outside playing with your cousins.

“I met his family,” you said.

“So, it’s getting serious?” He asked.

You nod your head. It breaks his heart but he won’t tell you that.

He makes me really happy

I think he might be the one, oh

I swear on my heart

That he's a good man

I promise he loves me

He'd never hurt me

You held me so tight

Now someone else can

But you were the first man that really loved me

“I promise you! He makes me really happy, Daddy,” you said.

Chris scoffs. You’ve always been a pretty happy kid and even with a chaotic life you live, you’re sunshine peaking through the clouds on a rainy day or more like a shining star around a world of darkness. No boy or man will change that. You’ll cry for a week or so over them and your dad will be there to comfort you or at least try to.

“Dad,” you said.

“Come here,” your dad said seeing you aren’t too happy with him.

You plop down next to him and he pulls you into his side.

“I worry,” Chris said.

“You always do,” you mumbled.

“Yeah it’s my job as you’re my daughter. I don’t want you with an undeserving man of you,” he admitted. “You deserve the best.”

“I think he might be the one,” you said.

“You sure?”

You nod your head.

“Well, shit,” he said.

“Dad,” you said.

“You’re growing up on me, comet.”

Now you're on the driveway

Faking a smile

You wish you could tell him he doesn't deserve me

So I had to stop the car and turn around

To tell you, you were the first man that really loved me

Your dad wants to yell at Harry and tell him to stay the fuck away from you because nobody is good enough for his little girl. But Chris bites his tongue and smiles from the driveway as Harry drives off with you.

“Wait! Stop the car!” You exclaimed.

Harry does and you’re quickly out the car. You run to your dad and into his arms.

“You know I love you, right?” You said.

“Yes, comet,” Chris said.

“You’ll always be the first man I love,” you said. “He’s just in second place.”

“HEY! I heard that!” Harry yelled making your dad smile.

“Shut it, loser!” Your dad yelled back.

And before they open up the doors

I say I've never seen you cry before

You say "You've never looked so beautiful

You know you'll always be my little girl"

You're looking at me, while walking down the aisle

With tears in your eyes, maybe he deserves me

“I don’t think I’ve seen you cry before,” you said.

“Only when you aren’t looking, bubs,” your dad sniffled adjusting your veil. “And you’ve never looked so beautiful.”

“Dad,” you said.

“You know, you’ll always be my little girl, Y/n,” Chris said. “My little shooting star.”

You nod your head with tears streaming down your cheeks. Your dad hugs you tightly.

“You sure you wanna do this?” He asked.

“Yes,” you said.

“Alright, just let me know ‘cause I’ll drive you outta here and we can watch Disney movies at home,” Chris said holding you still.

You shake your head no and said, “he’s the one, Daddy.”

Chris smiles at your words and said, “we can’t keep him waiting any longer.”

“Yeah, we can’t,” you said.

The doors open and you take your dad’s arm. You both start walking down the aisle. Chris can’t help but smile looking at you as you look at Harry. Your eyes sparkle looking at your soon to be husband. Maybe Harry isn’t that bad.

You don't even know how much it means to me now

That you were the first man that really loved me, that really loved me

You really love me

You’re quick to get off stage and go to your dad who’s in the first row with everyone. Chris stands up just as quickly. You go into his arms and wrap your arms around his waist. Everyone cheers and applauses for you.

“Fuckin’ shit, comet,” your dad whispered into your ear and holds you tightly as you cry into his chest. “I wasn’t expecting that at all.”

“I love you, Daddy,” you said.

“I know. I love you too,” he said wiping away your tears.

“And I love you both,” Harry said putting his arms around you both.

[limenysnocket]

Attention and Company

I couldn't help myself. @honorarytenenbaum

Summary: Sometimes you need someone to chill with, and that's okay. Maybe that person is your boyfriend who also gets a little roughed up at work sometimes. Pubs can sustain you both for only so long, but what you really need is to curb yourselves in the mall parking lot, right next to a shaved ice food truck.

Warnings: Just some light swearing, a bit of angst, a lot of fluff, and some brief mentions to "raunchy" behavior. This is a soft fic for y'all tonight, out here needin' some gentle lovin'.

A/N: Got some lonely feelings right now. I just wanna hug someone, dude. Yo, we could totally watch a movie over discord sometime... maybe.

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Today sucked. Flat out. The bags under your eyes didn't lie, and now here you were, outside of your studio, sitting on the hood of your car, eating a granola bar to stave off hunger for a few more hours. Hopefully.

You pull your phone from your pocket, looking at the time for a moment, then looking at your screensaver. It was the only thing that could make you smile. You had your arm wrapped around one of your closets friends, Taika, and the phone didn't capture it, but he had his arm wrapped around your waist. His curls were all messed up, and the picture perfectly showed how drunk you both were by the fuzzy pink on your cheeks. It was 99 cent beer night at one of the local pubs, and unlike the first one held at a baseball game, all went well.

Of course, there was a limit to how much the two of you were allowed to drink, but that didn't stop the many failed attempts at stealing other people's drinks while they were looking away, just to get a taste more. Didn't matter that you guys were eventually thrown out of the bar for breaking rules and coming close to breaking a few faces, you had a great night.

That night also lead to a few other places, including his hotel room, but that end of the story has to be saved for another time.

Instead of staring at your phone for another century, you decide to unlock it and dial the man up. You knew he was somewhere around here, either charming his way onto another movie set to mess with his rich friends, or getting his tired ass kicked by daylight savings.

His number was saved to your favorites, so dialing him was quick and easy. The wait for him to pick up didn't last long either.

"Talk to me..."

God, his voice sounds like one big yawn. Looks like he needs a bit of perking up too.

"I've got two curbside tickets to eat a snow cone and watch kids do loops on their bikes in the parking lot. One of those tickets has your name on them," you grin, despite sounding exhausted too. The day really made you strain your voice.

His musical laughter really makes the sun look brighter from its low position in the sky.

"That's oddly specific... where would these magical tickets take me afterwards?" He had cocked his eyebrows up and leaned against his office door while he spoke to you.

"If this were a booty call, I would have told you already, Taik," you snort and tease him. "So, it's either make yourself fat on some weirdly flavored snow cone, or take your horny-ass home."

"Okay, okay... I'd like to make myself fat for a night, as long as your there," his voice is dreamy, desperate and warm. "You there already?"

"Nope," your lips pop the p, "but I'm nearby."

"I swear to God, if you're talking and driving, I'm gonna whoop your ass," Taika stood up, acting serious when he was just really worried about your safety in general.

"I'm not, I'm fine," you laugh again. "Not even in the car. Sitting on it though, trying to convince the world's sexiest man to go out with me again."

"And you said this wasn't a booty call," he retorts over the phone, making you playfully glare at the asphalt on the road. It's like he's in front of you.

"You coming or not?" you change the subject and you hear him laugh again, but softer.

"Yeah... I'll be there in a few minutes, gorgeous."

He always made goodbyes so easy. Maybe it was because you both knew you would be seeing each other again, no matter what circumstances you were thrown into. But the dial tone still had its effects.

You slip off the hood of your car, and take a seat in the driver's seat. The warm summer air makes your skin glow, and your brain went fuzzy only imagining it doing the same to Taika.

The drive feels so quiet. For a moment, you actually thought about calling him again, but you knew for a fact that he wouldn't pick up if he was driving.

As predicted, kids are zooming around on their bikes, showing off to their friends or trying to be cool, even though they all were obviously teary-eyed each time they scraped a knee. It was amusing to you and Taika, especially when some of the older boys would try to catch your attention and zip past you and Taika. It ended up being a heckle fest in the end, and some kid always went home with his butt hurt.

Keys and wallet in hand, you trek to the small, blue trailer tucked in the corner of the parking lot.

"Damn, you must have beat me here by just a few seconds," Taika calls, rustling his way through the small spaces between a couple of cars.

"Well, you've never been a speed demon type, so last place is your calling when it comes to racing," you guwaf and grin at him. He rolls his eyes and comes to walk right next to you.

"I pride myself on road safety," he hums, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

You glance at him from the side, just to silently check up on him. His hair was tousled and his eyes were resteless. It looks like he had it rough from the start. He had struggled to get dressed this morning, but picked the most eccentric clothes in his closet to make up from his lack of sleep.

"Dare you to try the dill pickle flavor this time," his cocky tone wakes you up.

"Like hell I will," you snort as you finally reach the trailer, where a teen boy happily greets the both of you.

"Oh come on, it'll be funny," he eggs you on, his bottom lip pouting.

"Keep trying to make me get dill pickle, and the next time we have a movie night together, I'm getting the pizza," you sniff and he rolls his eyes. He thinks it is an odd threat. "And I'm making it all Hawaiian pizza." That got his attention.

"Bull shit, you would never. Not on a perfectly good pizza!" He gasps.

"Oh, just watch me, pineapple boy," you snicker and point to his pineapple print shorts. You break conversation to order two piña colada flavored snow cones. Taika usually took for-fucking-ever when it came to picking a single flavor, so ever since the second time you've been out here with him, he assigned you to choose for him. He usually got what you got.

Now, you wait.

You plop yourself down on the curb, as you promised, and he joined you with a long, loud groan. You give him a bewildered stare, wondering if his age had really gotten him this much. He smiles at you through a wince.

"Sat on my keys," he wheezes and chuckles at his own stupidity under his breath.

Your eyes float down to where he pulls out his keys and you start giggling quietly.

"Oh, come on, I'm sure you've done the same thing," Taika says, not handling the fact that you have new material to mess with him, and also trying to get some stories out of you.

"Well yeah, but I don't sit down as violently as you do," you prod his bicep, and he laughs.

"Such a lady. Must sit down gracefully and slowly," he says, mocking an English accent, but he was horrible at accents so of course it was bad. You smack his bicep this time, and he playfully flinches, like it hurt.

"I really need to get you into some accent classes or some shit, before you get your teeth knocked out," you shake your head with a smile.

"What? I think I'm great at accents. My American accent is the best one yet, don't you think?" He smirks at you, and proceeds to demonstrate. "All you have to do is put an 'er' at the end of everything, right? That's totally how they speak around here."

"I would be careful, Mr. Waititi. Could get in some trouble if you say that too loudly," you roll your eyes, and he sighs. Yeah. Things were going to shit in LA. It was clear to everyone, but what could two hollywood producers do to stop things like that? Keep making films, you guess.

"Two, large piña coladas!"

You look up, and so does he.

"I'll get them," you volunteer, but he places his hand on your shoulder before you could get up.

"Let me," he speaks softly, in a damn near whisper.

He stands up and strides right over to the trailer with so much confidence, you're envious. He comes back with two large styrofoam cups in hand, spoons, and a warm smile. His smile was always warm. It set fire in your belly.

He sits down a bit more carefully this time, even though his car keys were sitting in the grass, far away from his landing zone. He hands you your cup and a spoon.

"Do these have alcohol in them?" He nudges you with your elbow and you shake your head.

"As if they would let a seventeen-year-old serve alcoholic beverages," you throw in logic.

"I dunno... ever been to a ballpark before? Pretty sure some of those kids are way too young to be peddling there too, but that doesn't stop people from hiring them," he says while pointing his spoon at you.

"Fair point," you finish, then look at your snow cone. You decide to start eating before it melts.

Silence swarms the air, but comfortably. There's the occasional murmur of cicadas or humming cars drowning them out. Birds would land on the scorching asphalt to pick at whatever crumbs were left by other patrons, before fluttering away at the sight of a zooming bike getting too close for comfort.

Taika will point out a few of the kids doing tricks. He picks his favorites for the night, and he keeps himself busy by watching them. You, on the other hand, are occupied with him. You examine him from the tips of his dirty white chucks, to his frazzled hairdo.

"You look like shit," you mutter. He barely pays you mind and that comment was hardly acknowledged. It was like the air had gone a bit stiffer. He was hiding something from you.

"What's going on, Taik?" you worry. He never kept things from you, unless they were hard to bear.

He sets his cup down and holds his hands together. He looks so tired. So solemn.

"Today was total shit," he whispers and runs a hand through his hair.

"Well, yeah, I get that. I wouldn't have known if you had looked a little spiffier," you say, reaching out and gently tucking a curl on his forehead back in place with all the rest of its friends.

"Look, I--..." he says, turning to you, lips parted slightly, and a yearning sensation bubbling from the tips of his fingers as he rests a single hand on you.

There were tough times with the occupancy you both, willingly, chose. The hardest part about it was making friends, or making love, then finding out you have to leave it behind for a new location the next morning.

"I have to leave... for Sydney..." he says, reaching to gently take your cheek into the palm of his hand.

"When?" you manage, though you were clearly becoming upset.

"In a few weeks. Thor is waiting for me," he sighs, barely able to look at you while his thumb rubbed your ample cheek.

"And what does this have to do with me?"

"I don't want to leave you," he says, tilting your head up just the slightest bit. "And I don't want to stop loving you."

Your eyes search his for a moment, wide and a bit confused.

"I thought you said we were just a fling with--"

He cuts you off, "A fling with benefits. I know..." he sighs again, "but every time I find myself waiting for you to call on a shitty day, each time you rest your head on my shoulder, all the times you smile at me and tease me, I find myself falling... more in love with you." He has to pause to breathe.

It's so quiet. Dangerously quiet.

"What happens if I love you too...?" you muster your courage, and look right into his expressive, brown eyes.

"I don't know," he says to you, thumb still rubbing circles.

"Guess there's only one way to find out, huh?" you breathe, and he nods.

Still as statues, you wait for words to touch the air. It's only when his foot makes a wrong move and knocks over his snow cone, does the tension break.

His bottom lip pouts for him again and you quietly pick his spoon up off the ground. You clean it on your shirt and hand it to him, all before taking your cup, and holding it out to share. He smiles down at you, taking his spoon from your hand and sticking it into the shaved ice.

Your head leans against his shoulder when the sun disappears behind the mall building.

"I love you too," you whisper.

"I know," he says back, sucking at the tip of his spoon.

"Think we can keep this up over the phone?" you ask, wondering about a brief virtual relationship, just until one of you catches a break.

"Guess there's only one way to find out, huh?" he says, lowering his spoon, wrapping his arm around you, and giving you his full attention.

[lokisprettygirl]

Awwwwwwwwww what the freaking hell😭😭 he just said I love you, he got on his fucking knees for her, he talked about his insecurity of losing her, he showed her affection in front of everybody. So much growth in a single chapter, you're killing me!! And how can he ask how he's different from the other men who hurt her when he knows there are no men like him. He's perfect and nobody can change my mind. The nightmare, oh poor baby loki, why is it so easy to picture him all teary eyed apologising furiously whilst he looks scared out of his mind. Can I pleasee kill thanos? How dare he hurt that lovely boy and thinking there would be no consequences😡😡. She cannot die before him tho knowing his stubborn self would never even try to move on from his favorite everything 😩. How are you doing this witchcraft where you just give a rollercoaster of emotions with just a few simple words, effortlessly perfect.

He's being so soft with her. Charlotte and Thor seem good together but she's already worried about being a mortal only shows how worried loki must be after being so much involved with y/n. It's so endearing yet so heartbreaking that he made that spell, to protect her from others yes it was very well necessary but he would never hurt her, he should know that and if his body does I don't think he should be the one getting punished for it🥺. Oh and I read cool witch as cool whip 😅😂. Ofcourse someone tried to rob her, why can't people just leave them alone. She is his wallpaper damn I never thought I'd find that cute but here we are❤. Her being scared for his safety and him not telling her the adversity of his mission😌 these two are so insanely in love. They wanna have a family together, fuckkk🤯🤯 and ✨frost puppies✨ that is so cute. She is so grateful for the simplest things because of her pasts which is understandable but the way he sees it she's always putting him first and that's breaking his heart but he obviously can't see that he puts her first too. He put her in his vault and Mamma Frigga is there too, you're making it too hard for me to leave my phone alone. You're so great🤩🤩. Thank you so much!!!!!

🧁

Loki is going all in because he doesn't want her to feel an ounce of sadness anymore, he just wants her to be happy, safe, loved and cherished and he's going to give her everything she'd want.

The nightmares are really troublesome and they are piling up, from his life before he met reader and then after. He does need therapy but it doesn't exist on Asgard and his first instinct would be to look down upon it 😂

Thank you that's a big compliment for me, I still can't believe that people actually get such emotions reading my stuff, it's so validating because when I'm writing I can feel their pain and you guys can do too, we are all connected 😭💚

Trouble follows her like a shadow and loki did a wise thing by creating that spell, ofcourse he was going to include himself because no matter what happens he won't be able to survive another incident of her getting hurt because of him.

Frost puppies returned from Lisik. This loki mirrors lisik loki in several ways but this one is darker and less soft, however this one is also much more complex than lisik loki who seemed a bit two dimensional at times (don't kill me I love my soft loki more than anything) but yeah this loki is magic.

Fun fact : I was actually going to use this reader's past for lisik reader but then I wanted to focus on male abuse and hence never got the chance. This reader has been in my mind for a while and I'm so glad after first'few chapters people actually started to find her really resilient and strong.

You're great and your asks means the world. I missed you ❣️

[cottoncandy-jester]

✨lie down darling it's time for a dream✨

Pick me! (Aran x reader x mattsukawa)

I did it..and I feel zero regrets.

For those who are confused

Here

@atsumous feel like it's rude to just not credit the person who inspired me to write this horny mess..so thank you for making me sin even more than I usually do

✨I'm sorry for being a dumb horny piece of trash please have mercy on me✨

This story contains: threesome, use of the word daddy like once, very light degrading, improper use of a storage closet, anal sex, slight dumbification

Oop sorry if the boys are occ I'm not that experienced with aran and mattsun but I really wanted to do it!

"so, whose bigger?"

Mattsun's question made you shudder as you sat on your knees In the storage room with two very hard cocks infront of your face, honestly you were unsure about how you got into this situation but it had something to do with both boys having a crush on you and mattsun somehow persuading aran that this was the ONLY way you would confess who you like.

"a-ah! I don't know! Why are you asking me this?!"

You covered your face with your hands as you felt nothing but throbbing and lust between your legs, you didn't want to admit just how how this situation was but you were so turned on. You heard a long sigh only to feel someone grab the back of your head and push their cock against your hands to get your attention, when you peeked you saw mattsun looking over you while aran was debating on if this was even a great idea..god love made him such an idiot why did he agree to this?!

"guess we'll just have to see who makes you feel better yeah? It's clearly going to be me, I mean that loser looks like he's never touch a tit before, now be a good girl and open your mouth"

You gulped before doing as you were told and opened your mouth only to feel mattsun slowly shove himself down your throat, well one thing was clear and that was the fact that mattsun had a thick cock to the point where your mouth could only fit him hallway before you were gagging

"eh? that's it? Heh. I guess your little mouth couldn't possibly fit my monster of a dick"

That statement made aran twitched and before he knew it he was at your side forcing one of your hands to touch his long length, you wanted to please them both so while you sucked mattsun you were stroking aran best you could.

"y-your hands are so soft, so soft and small..doesn't that prove that I'm bigger?"

"ngh- not so fast there, she can barley fit my cock in her mouth I mean look at her drooling like a little slut that clearly means I'm bigger than you so why don't you scram, shrimp dick"

You could practically feel the tension and you simply shoved more of mattsun down your throat even if you gagged, loud slurping and sucking sounds escaping you as you swirled your tongue around his meaty cock. While your mouth was busy you made sure to give aran the attention he needed

You stroked him faster to the point where your wrist was starting to hurt but you didn't really care or stop one bit. Both boys were honestly shocked but the sight of you pleasing two cocks was definitely a turn on in itself.

"damn, look how good she is. You like that princess? You like sucking my cock like that? I'll cum if you keep it up"

"you're being such a good girl, I definitely won't be able to last long with you stroking me like that"

Aran found himself bucking his hips now fucking your hand while mattsun grabbed the back of your head shoving his cock as far as it could go only to chuckle at your teary eyed expression.

Even if it hurt you didn't stop now being desperate for their climax, you went faster and harder while you pressed your thighs together your own wetness ruining your panties.

It didn't take long until cum was spilling into your mouth and down your throat along with hitting your cheek and face, you pulled your mouth off of mattsun before giving a loud audible gulp for the male which made his cock twitch with excitement.

"so princess, whose bigger?"

"I don't know, I'll have to judge it one more time"

Aran let's out a shaky laugh before deciding to take the lead on this one, it wasn't fair for mattsun so hot you all to himself, aran liked you just as much!

"another test? Alright angel, why don't you ride me then, that was I can show you just how big i am"

Aran's boldness took you by surprise but mattsun wasn't having any of it, he glared at the male with a light scoff.

"that's hardly fair, I say we fuck them at the same time"

"are you trying to kill them?"

"they have two holes, dumbass"

Mattsun's solution made you shudder at the thought but it seems like both boys silently agreed to that, you let out a shaky sigh before standing up and slowly starting to strip.

"please, be gentle.."

Your soft little plea was like a love arrow to the heart but after both men promised to be gentle you got into position, you were expecting a simple doggy style but was shocked when mattsun scooped you up and spreaded your legs with your back against his chest and his cock pressed against your ass.

"you're lucky my cock is still covered with saliva or this would really hurt, alright loser are you ready or are you just gonna stare. I'm being nice enough to hold her after all so just stick it in"

Aran couldn't help but stare at your soaked core, it was almost begging to be filled up by him. He gulped before walking over and pressed his chest against yours before placing a soft kiss on your nervous looking face.

"don't worry, we made a promise after all"

With that both boys slid into you slowly and it was a feeling of pure pain and pleasure though pain was definitely outweighing the pleasure at this moment.

"h-holy fuck- you two..are ripping me apart"

Your little whine worried aran but mattsun simply laughed into your ear as he pushed his cock deeper into your ass, the utter tightness was making him grunt and groan but he refused to thrust until his entire cock was in. Aran let's out a shaky sigh as he rested his head against your left side of your neck the exact opposite of where mattsun was whispering filthy things in your ear.

"y-you two, can move..now"

Your affirmation was all they needed for them both to get started, they were truly opposites in everyway even down to the way they thrusts in and out of your eager holes. Mattsun was far more concerned about roughness and not so much speed while aran was giving deep fast thrusts that were making you see stars each time.

"fuck! Fuck- ah! A-aran..mattsun..too much!"

"too much? What, you can't take it? Two cocks are wrecking your slutty little body and you wanna call it quits? I don't know about that one there but I'm not stopping, not until I fill your tight ass with so much cream that you could taste it"

"h-hate to agree with that idiot but, I can't stop..I won't. I want to claim you as mine so that's what I'm going to do"

Your breathing turned into squeaks and squeals as both boys slammed deep into at just the same time, again and again and again

You swore they were best friends or something with just the amount of coordinating that went into this. Your eyes started to roll back as you leaned against mattsun now being an utter mess

You were drooling so much and your moans were cumming out as garbled trash while your brain was being fucked out, while you clawed at aran's back now being tightly sandwiched between the male's you can quickly feel your climax approaching.

"c-cumming! Cumming! Ohhh fuck I'm gonna cum!"

Your squeals were met with mattsun growling in your ear while aran peppered kisses along your neck feverishly clearly wanting to bring you to your climax

"I swear to God if you cum before I do I will fuck you to oblivion, though I guess I'm already doing that"

You weren't even sure if you could follow that order since you were already right at the edge, you whined when mattsun picked up the pace wanting to catch up with you. His hips slamming against your ass before he gave aran a harsh glare but a sadistic grin.

"if I cum in them first I guess you can say I claimed them before you?"

That single sentence sent the male into a frenzy as he now ravaged your pussy hitting your womb with zero mercy, not caring about being gentle anymore but now on making sure he cums before mattsun. You were over here losing your mind and being as loud as you possibly could before you broke and finally cummed

"fuck! Yeah- that's it princess cum for daddy"

"ah! Angel, your clenching so tightly around me"

As both men cummed all you could do was whine loudly while now making random noises if bliss while your body twitched and shook.

Mattsun pulled out before setting you down and decided to pop the question while aran was cleaning you up with a spare towel in storage.

"so who was bigger? Hmmm? Come on spill it"

You simply grinned and stuck your tongue out at the boys

"I-i d-dunno, gotta have round two to see"

As both their cocks got hard at your willingness to go again you could only feel a tinge of guilt for their teammates who stood outside the door.

"hell yeah! Get some!"

"atsumu, please shut up.."

"so, does this mean the practice match is cancelled?"

"how about we all get some food while we let them be! Iwa-chan will of course be paying!"

"WHY ME?!"

[xxlovingfandomsxx]

Ill Timed Confessions

Paring: OC! V x Santino D’Antonio

Warnings: death, gunshot wound, nothing but pain 😭

Word Count: 1,429 

A/N: This is an AU for the ending of chapter 13 of one of the most amazing stories, called Children of Ares written by the talented @the-darklings​ If you haven’t read COA yet, you really should, it’s a masterpiece. But anyway, I’m sorry for the pain that you’re probably going to experience from this and I hope you enjoy the ride, I guess? 

Clara races to the Continental, her lungs aching for air and her limbs screaming for rest be damned. Ares’ words still running through her head, he loves you, gives her another burst of speed as she finally lays her eyes on those familiar doors.

Clara runs straight through the lobby where she spots Charon who manages to get out the word lounge before she starts barreling towards her destination, a feeling of unease and worry flow through her as she pushes herself to run like her life depended on it.

I’m coming grumpy, hold on

Clara repeats her mantra over and over until she sees the warm and welcoming light of the lounge. She’s finally reached the top of the stairs when she hears Winston’s wary voice “Johnathan… just walk away” 

At that moment, Clara realizes that no matter what Winston said, no matter what anyone said or did, he won't stop.

John can't stop, she knows that now, she’s always known that he won’t ever stop, he's too determined to place a bullet between Santino’s eyes. Time stops as she comes to a decision, the finality settling deep in her gut, a gentle calmness washes through her body as she slides down the banister.

“Yeah Johnathan,” Santino starts, in a mocking tone, “Just walk-” 

BANG

A harsh quiet fills the room, a sudden unexpected stillness that has left the three men utterly speechless as they watch the scene unfold before them with looks of terror and complete shock.

Clara stumbles a bit as she tries to grasp onto the table for balance. She clutches onto the wound as she looks towards Santino, his normal expression of a cool, arrogant heir gone, an expression of pure terror replacing it.

Clara reaches out for his face, smoothing out his furrowed eyebrows, “I told you I’d come for you” She gives him a weak smile as she finally collapses, her injuries and fatigue finally catching up with her.

Multiple things happen at once, Santino reacts the fastest, jumping out of his seat to get to her. Winston struggling to keep his composure in check, John standing absolutely still, staring at the spot Clara was just occupying.

I shot her

Santino gently gathers her into his arms, “Amore, can you hear me? Open your eyes please? For me?” He watches as she struggles to open her eyes and sets her gaze on Santino’s face.

“Grumpy, are you alright?” She reaches for his face and he leans his cheek into her open palm, savoring the familiar burn of her touch. “Don’t worry about me cara mia, you just focus on keeping your eyes open, Hm?” 

He frantically looks around the room until eyes land on John, fury burning in his eyes. “Look at what you’ve done! This is all YOUR FAULT!” He starts to yell in sharp Italian while an unmoving John finally lays his eyes on Clara.

I shot her

Running footsteps can be heard barreling down the stairs as Ares and the Elites made their way onto the scene. Ares does a quick sweep of the room and lands her gaze on her boss yelling at John. She slowly moves her gaze unto the body in Santino’s arms and her eyes widen as she realizes who it is.

She slowly makes her way to them, her eyes burning and slowly filling with unshed tears. Clara notices her first, a small smile on her face as she sees Ares inching her way towards them. 

Clara struggles to lift her hands to speak to Ares, Santino stopping his yelling to look in the same direction as her. “Ares, grazie a Dio, I need your help… Clara was shot and she needs a doctor. You have to go find one before it's too late.”

“Grumpy-”

“No cara mia, try to stay still, we’ll get you help. What are you all just standing around for… GO GET HELP!” He yells in italian. 

“Santino, look at me… Please?” Santino finally gets a good look at Clara, eyes starting to fill with tears as he met her gaze, surprised to see a loving gaze staring back at him.

“I think I have to break another promise to you grumpy, I don't think I’m gonna make it to Paris with you” She let out a sigh, her breathing growing heavier as she continues to lose blood.

She gives him a teary smile “I don’t regret it, taking the bullet for you, so don’t beat yourself over it when I’m gone okay? Don’t do anything stupid either because I won’t be able to save you next time” She inhales deeply, Santino feels a few tears slip out and cascade down his cheek. 

“I promise to try not to do anything stupid amore mio” He grabs onto her hand laying against his cheek as he feels it starting to slip.

“Ares, you know how Santino manages to attract danger wherever he goes so you have to make sure he’s safe okay?” Ares manages to sign a weak I promise before she falls to her knees beside them, tears falling down her face as she gazes upon the closest thing she had to family, struggling to breathe.

“I left a letter for you in my room, Cha-Charon will be able to retrieve it for you” She inhales another sharp breath. Clara feels moisture on her cheeks, she gives her Santi a teary eyed smile.

“I know that you lo-love me grumpy,” He looks startled by the confession,”I don’t know how you managed to do it but you snuck your way into my he-heart” He lets out a shaky breath.

“What-what are you saying cara?” Clara sighs, “You’d have me be weak in front of you Santi?” She teased, he gave her a flash of a smile, “I-I,  I love you Santino D’Antonio… I’m sorry for the crappy timing.” They both let out a weak chuckle.

“I’m sorry it’s taken you so long to hear it.” He shakes his head, “I would’ve waited for a lifetime if it meant you would have said it. Oh amore mio, I-” He takes in a sharp breath, trying not to let the dam break, “Clara, te amo… Ti amo con tutto il cuore” He whispers the last part, making sure that only she heard it.

Clara smiles and feels a warm type of feeling spread through her chest, the feeling disappearing as fast as it spread leaving her feeling numb. Santino leans down and leaves a kiss on her forehead, gently bumping it against his own. 

She leaned forward a bit, her lips ghosting Santino's, he could feel her weak exhales this close. With his heart practically pounding out of his chest, he closes the distance and finally kisses the love of his life.

Santino feels a warmness spread throughout his body, along with a sense of relief, having learned that she did love him back. He pulled away reluctantly, cursing his lungs for their need of oxygen. 

He felt her hand slip from his face and frantically looked back into her eyes. "Amore?" The light in her eyes dimmed as she managed a final adoring smile, Santino watching in anguish as she exhales for the last time, slipping into death's cold embrace.

"Cara mia?" Santino shakes her once "Clara? Wake up, amore, wake up" He shakes her again, a bit more forcefully. "Clara don't leave me please don't leave me" Santino feels the dam break, all his unshed tears making their way down his face, falling onto her cheek.

He repeats it over and over, wake up, shaking and tears streaming down his face. Ares trying to pull him away, finally succumbing to her grief as she leans onto Santino's shoulder. 

Winston, still struggling with his emotions, makes his way over to them, gently grasping onto Santino's shoulder as his sobs grew louder. The finality of Clara's death sweeping through the room, not a dry eye in sight. 

John sitting himself onto a chair, tears in his eyes as he realizes he killed the only other person he ever cared about in the world, Charon finally making his way into the lounge, taking in the scene before him, a look of sadness crosses his face as he inches closer. 

Santino doesn't let go of Clara until she's safely placed on a gurney, attaching himself to Ares as his grief and anger take over and he dry heaves into her neck as they try to comfort each other, knowing full well that they may never recover from this devastating loss of their beautiful viper.