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sinnaminsuga · 2 months ago

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𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 - changbin x reader

wc: 4,400

cw: mostly fluff but then it gets NSFW. SMUT MDNI.

synopsis: changbin is your favorite barista who makes an effort to make every mundane morning coffee order a little more intriguing.

a/n: i wanted something soft and sweet and playful with binnie but if you know me i can't control my need to be a degenerate!

as always thank you to @httpdwaekki for helping me map this out (PLS BE PROUD OF ME FOR FINDING MY OWN PICS) and i'm including a tag for @thefantasyden because she is changbin's wife after all.

sw: dirty talk, talk of somnophilia, cockwarming, unprotected sex (pls be smarter than that), oral sex (m and f receiving), deepthroating, idk probably more but im bad at this shit.

Stopping at the little cafe down the street from your apartment on your way to work had become somewhat of a ritual for you. You looked forward to the coffee sure, but also the man making it for you. The barista who worked the morning shift, Changbin, was not only handsome but incredibly kind and sweet. In the weeks you’d been frequenting the little spot, you had developed a fun rapport with each other that you really looked forward to each day. It started off as simple hellos and exchanging of names but had developed into him no longer writing your name on your cup and instead opting for funny jokes, questions, or trivia facts. The trick though was that he always wrote the answers on the bottom of your cup so you couldnt find out the answer until you were done with your drink that day. Not only did it make the little game suspenseful but it also kept your mind coming back around to thoughts of the handsome man who started it.

Today was no different, you walked into the shop, saw Changbin behind the counter, caught his eye, drank in his gorgeous smile at your arrival, and approached the counter to order.

“Well well well, if it isn't my favorite customer!” he greeted you, leaning forward onto the counter. You couldn't help but glance down at his arms, they were so distracting sometimes with all that muscle on display. Quickly you averted your gaze to the menu board but unbeknownst to you, Changbin caught your appraisal of his body. He grinned secretly to himself before speaking.

“I don't know why you're looking at my board like you're going to order anything different than your usual.” he joked.

You put on a fake pout and turned to him. “I hate that you’re right. Whatever, coffee jockey. Just get me my drink!” you teased, poking out your tongue at him. His head dropped and his shoulders shook with the laugh that bubbled out of him. He wagged a finger at you and turned to make your drink.

You would never say it out loud but when Changbin turned around to make your daily beverage, it was one of the best parts of the interaction. It gave you nothing but time to feast your eyes upon the expanse of his wide back, the subtle tapering of his waist to his hips, and of course the curve of his ass. Hey, he is the one who put the tight pants on okay, he was practically begging you to look! Or at least that's what you told yourself. You were so lost in thought about what might be hiding under his signature form fitting black t shirt that you almost got caught gawking.

Changbin turned back to you, classic to-go cup in hand and you noticed his familiar handwriting on the side of the cup. His grin had you speculating what today’s joke or question might be. You took the cup from his hand and spun it to start reading it.

“ ‘What's the best thing you can do with 10 single digit numbers?’ ugh not fair, I hate math, I’ll never figure this one out!” you whined and stomped your foot. This prompted him to laugh again, carding one hand through his dark wavy hair while the other pushed his glasses back up the delicate bridge of his nose.

“There's nothing to figure out, I always give you the answer! Just think of me as your own personal snapple cap.” he retorted, eyes glimmering.

You huffed playfully and took a sip of your coffee before narrowing your eyes at him. “Alright well one day, I’m gonna know the answer all on my own and impress you. Just you wait!”

“You already impress me…” Changbin murmured just low enough you could barely hear it, but you did. For his sake though, you just pretended not to. “Anyway, this one is on the house, I’m feeling generous today. See you tomorrow?” he asked, his tone hopeful.

“Same time as always Bin,” you said as you turned to leave, “but be ready for me to have a witty response to today's question though!” you called over your shoulder with a smile.

***

All morning you pondered what the hell the answer to this number question would be. You cursed yourself for not asking for an iced drink instead so you could just chug it and look at the bottom of the cup.

After a while of typing, you reached out for your coffee and took the last sip cheering internally because now you could finally find out the answer!

When you lifted the cup and your eyes fell on Changin’s neat and tidy handwriting, your mouth dropped open. Surely this was a dream, right? You couldn't take your eyes off the numbers, his phone number, and the words “Call me!” in his personal script.

Almost mindlessly you picked up your phone and tapped out the numbers, your thumb hitting the call icon. After just two rings Changbin’s voice traveled into your ear.

“Hello?” he asked casually.

“Hi, Bin? This is you, right? You questioned, almost expecting it to be a prank.

“Ah, I see you've finished your drink! This might have been my best idea yet.” he chuckled. “Takes you a while to drink your coffee huh? I assumed you’d be quicker to finish, what with all the energy you have.” He flirted, and you had to cover your mouth to muffle the gasp at his innuendo. It didn't work though and he just ended up laughing louder.

“I’ll have you know mister Seo Changbin, there's a lot of things i'm quick at…and finishing is not one of them.” you quipped, this time you were the one hearing the gasp from the other end of the call. You couldn't help the grin on your face, talking to him just felt so easy and the flirting was so fluid and felt so good. It had been a long time since you felt this good talking to a man.

“So as much as I love our little coffee cup game, I'd like to buy you a different kind of drink. And dinner to go with it if you’ll let me.” Changbin said, a quiet apprehension coloring his voice like he was worried you might reject him.

“That sounds wonderful Bin, I'd love that. When?” you asked, already trying to plan what to wear.

“Tonight? Or is that too soon? Shit, I sound too eager don't i? Oh whatever fuck it, i am eager. I've been wanting to ask you out for forever!” he hurried out, his voice laced with humor and excitement. You took a few minutes to exchange information regarding the date and decided he would pick you up at seven. You said your goodbyes and hung up before tracking down your supervisor to tell her you weren't feeling well and leaving early to start the weekend. She didn't need to know you were really going home early to prepare for your date, that was your business alone!

***

Seven o’clock came quicker than you expected but luckily you were just slipping on some shoes when the doorbell rang. You took a deep breath to calm yourself before swinging open the door. Changbin looked gorgeous. You'd never seen him out of his apron before so it was a feast for your eyes. He went monochromatic in his look for the evening with black pants and a black button up shirt and it was enough to almost make you whine. He looked so damn good you couldn't stop yourself from making a joke to distract from your glaringly obvious staring. “Wow, I can't remember the last time I went on a date with a man who actually tucked his shirt in.” you quipped, making him laugh. “I'm concerned about where you're finding these men, tucking in your shirt is maybe the most work a man has to do in the getting ready for a date process.” he said, leaning against the doorframe grinning. “Now let's get this date started.” Changbin said, offering his hand to you and leading you to his car.

***

“You can't just drop insane lore on me like that and not explain! Start talking!” you hissed from across the table. “There's not much to tell! I was young with no work experience and I needed a job!” Changbin said, throwing his head back laughing.

“You can’t seriously tell me you believed it was a paid position on a dance team, he was so clearly pedaling a “Magic Mike” situation Bin!” you were wheezing at this point.

You had been talking about anything and everything for what seemed like hours and you had asked him how he got his current job. The story being that he used to go to the coffee shop every night before they closed to get his caffeine buzz for his job at a club downtown. He was a bouncer but the original interview hadn’t been for that. A man had scouted him on the street one day and asked him to come audition to be a member of a “dance team he was putting together”, and Changbin had been so sweet and naive that he believed him and went.

“Well I definitely knew what kind of “dance team” it was after he told me to take my pants off!” Changbin whined, covering his face with his hands as you cackled.

“Anyway, I told him I couldn't do that but I would work the door as long as he never asked me to strip again. Then I decided one day that the night shift wasn't for me and I just applied for the barista job and worked my way up.” he said, rightfully proud of himself and his accomplishments.

The waiter stopped by and delivered the coffee you ordered after dessert and scurried away again. You lifted the cup and took a sip, not enjoying it even a little. Your face must have shown it because Changbin huffed a quiet laugh before saying “The coffee sucks huh?”

With a shy smile you replied, “I’ve definitely had better.” A light blush tinged his face, knowing you were talking about the drinks he made for you every day. He reached across the table to take the cup from your hands and when his fingers brushed yours you swore there were sparks. He lifted the cup to his lips and took a sip. “Oh babe, it's not just bad. Its fucking burnt!” he said, scowling at the mug like it had insulted him.

“Let's get out of here. I’ll make you a better one.” He said, tossing some money onto the table for your dinner bill and offering you a hand to lead you to his car once again.

***

When you pulled up in front of the coffee shop you were confused. When Changbin offered to make you a drink, you assumed it was a flirty line and a way to get you into his apartment. But apparently he was serious when it came to the coffee.

You stood behind him as he unlocked the door and then he ushered you in.

“Bin are we supposed to be in here?! It's after hours! Won’t you get in trouble?” You whispered, trailing behind him as he flicked on a few lights and went behind the counter. When he turned to look at you his eyes were twinkling like he was in on a secret you had no idea about.

“Sweetheart, I own this place. And my apartment is upstairs, I can do whatever I want!” he said, shooting you a proud smile as he rolled his sleeves up to his elbows.

Your jaw dropped at his confession. You quickly schooled your expression and leaned on the counter. “So allllllll those times I playfully threatened to tell your manager you were messing with me, you were the manager the whole time?!” you screeched at his back while he prepared your coffee.

“Well...yeah i guess so!” He chuckled as he poured some espresso into a small cup. He finished making your beverage and turned to hand it to you. He looked so good with his sleeves rolled up, his hair a bit messy, and his glasses sitting just right, you couldn't help but stare at him for a moment. When he blushed again, you shook yourself out of your trance and took the cup, bringing it to your lips to take a long sip. Your eyes closed and you hummed a sound of satisfaction at the drink, he always made it just right. When you opened your eyes again that's when you noticed the writing on the cup. Looking at the side of it, you noticed he was continuing your usual game so you began to read it aloud.

“You can use me to say hello, and to say goodbye. I’m not as good when I’m too dry. I can be quick or I can be slow. What am I?” you spoke, curiosity coloring your tone. At the same time you were reading the riddle, Changbin was rounding the counter to stand in front of you. He reached out and took the cup from you, tipping it back and downing the rest of the liquid before handing it back to you. Your heart pounded as you tipped it back and read the two simple words on the bottom of the cup out loud.

“A kiss.” you breathed out. And then it happened. Changbin’s hands fell on your waist and pulled you toward him, your lips meeting gently. His mouth moved against yours as his fingers gripped your hips. Your pulse was racing and the only thing you could think of in this moment was how badly you wanted him. It had been months of playing around this attraction and it was all coming to a head. It seemed like Changbin felt it too because it was as if he couldn't get your body close enough to his even though you were pressed together. He was grabbing at any bit of you he could get his hands on and sweeping his tongue into your mouth as you gasped. It was the hottest kiss you’d ever had and your brain just chanted “more, more, more”.

He hiked your leg up over his hip and his thigh rubbed at you just where you wanted it to. You threw your head back as you panted for air but Changbin never slowed. His lips fell to your now exposed neck and shoulder where he alternated between kissing and sucking at your skin. You squeezed his biceps as his teeth grazed your pulse point. Then a thought pierced through the lust addled fog and you realized where you were, the coffee shop. In full view of the big glass windows facing the street.

“Bin…Bin hold on! People will see us!” You squeaked, horrified at the notion that any random person walking by might see you being taken apart by this man.

“Don’t care. Want em to see. Mine.” He panted against the skin above your breasts, rocking you against his thigh. The motion sent you reeling for a moment, the delicious friction against your center almost too good.

“Bin, take me upstairs. Please?” you whimpered against his mouth after pulling his face to yours.

“Yeah. Yeah youre right. Okay c’mon.” He mumbled, realizing maybe the idea of being seen wasn't the best idea for business reasons. He took your hand and pulled you to the back of the shop and lead you up the stairs. When you crossed the threshold of his apartment you didn't have much time to take it in but from what you saw it was very cute with some unique furniture pieces and light fixtures. Changbin weaved you through his apartment to his bedroom where as soon as you were in it, he had you against the wall with his lips attacking any sliver of skin he could get to. Your chest was heaving as he made quick work of your clothes and stripped you down to your bra and panties. He stepped back with a hand over his mouth, his breathing heavy as well. You felt very exposed as his eyes raked over you so you tried to make a joke.

“I’m almost naked and you're still fully clothed. Doesn't seem very fair, Binnie.”

“Fuck, say that again.” He groaned as he rushed back to you.

“Binnie?” You questioned.

“God, I love the way that sounds comin’ out of your mouth.” He pulled you to the bed and laid you down before reaching down to remove your panties. He gently pushed your legs apart and a low rumble resonated from him. “So fucking pretty. God damn, even prettier than I dreamt.” He groaned.

“Been dreaming about me huh? Why don't you have a taste and find out if I live up to your expectations?” you flirted as you brought your hands up to remove your bra.

And he didn't need to hear anything else. He dropped to his knees and drove right in. Immediately his lips latched onto your clit and he sucked, hard. Your back bowed up off the bed and a scream tore out of you at the unexpected intensity. Two of his fingers began rubbing at the wetness seeping out of you, and then he slowly pushed them inside. It felt like he was everywhere all at once and you were on complete overload. He continued lapping and sucking at you as his finger pumped lazily in and out of you, scissoring every few thrusts like he was trying to stretch you out. When your moans increased in volume and your hands fisted the sheets, Changbin curled his fingers and pressed against the spongy patch inside you. He rubbed over the spot repeatedly and gently bit down on your clit making you wail as you fell apart.

He removed his fingers and brought them to his mouth to suck them clean. The shine on the lower half of his face was all you and it brought you a sick kind of joy seeing yourself all over this beautiful man.

Changbin quickly removed his clothes until he was standing in front of you only in his boxers. You slid off the bed and onto your knees in front of him. When you looked up at him he was already staring down at you and it made you feel so good, knowing he enjoyed seeing you like this. You reached up and slowly drew his boxer briefs down, his cock springing free and slapping at his stomach.

“Jesus fuck.” You breathed, in awe of his size and the pretty leaking tip.

“What? Is everything okay? We can stop!” he hurried out and nervously pushed his glasses back up his nose as they had started to slide down from the angle he was looking at you from.

“No! No we are not stopping, fuck no. It’s just…you've got the biggest dick I’ve ever personally seen. Took me by surprise for a second is all, even though it shouldn't have. I should have known from how you carry yourself. Major BDE.” you explained and he started to laugh.

You leaned forward and in one go, took as much of him into your mouth and throat as you could, punching a sound out of him you'd never heard before but were determined to get him to make it again.

“Fucking hell baby, that was a lot. God damn it, your mouth is so hot.” he moaned out as his hips started to move. His hand weaved into your hair to hold your head still as he shallowly thrusted into your eagerly awaiting throat. Your eyes almost rolled back as you savored the taste and weight of him on your tongue.

All too early it seemed, he withdrew from your mouth. He started to chuckle but you didn't know why until he spoke. “You're pouting sweetheart. I took my dick out of your mouth and you look disappointed. I might be the luckiest man alive.”

“I like it. Helps me turn my brain off. And you taste good.” you mumbled. His hand came down to caress your cheek. “God, youre an angel huh? Sent just for me. C’mon, up.” he said as he helped you stand.

Changbin got on the bed first before motioning you to climb on top of him. “Wan’ you on top first. Easier for you to control how much of me goes in at once. Will you ride me baby?” he asked.

“First?” you questioned, still standing beside the bed. He looked at you confused.

“You said you want me on top first. You gonna be movin’ me around a lot?” you asked with a grin.

“Baby, i’m going to have you in so many ways tonight. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it.” He said as you threw a leg over his lap.

You reached forward to take his glasses off for him but he stopped you. “No. I wanna see you, perfectly. Now go on, put me inside pretty girl.” And who were you to argue?

You reached beneath you to grab hold of him and line him up with your entrance. As you slowly sank down on him you watched his face. He stared at the spot where your bodies were now joined for as long as he could bear before you were fully seated on him and his head shot back. His hands wrapped around your thighs were squeezing you so tight you wouldn't be surprised to see bruises in the morning. You planted your hands on his pecs and thats when you saw it, the tears spilling out of his eyes that were slammed shut.

“Bin? You okay baby?” You cooed.

“Uh-huh. Jus’ feels s’good. Been waiting for this, for you, for months. God, feels so good it almost hurts sweetheart.” he whimpered on a shaky breath.

“It’s okay, M’gonna make it all better okay? Promise.” you said, leaning down to kiss him as you started to rock your hips. Gradually you picked up speed and were riding him in earnest, desperate to get him as deep as possible.

“Ughhh Binnie, feels so good. So big too, stretches me out so perfect.” you moaned.

“Yeah? You feel me so deep huh? Fuck youre so warm inside. Feel like im gonna bust like a fucking teenager.” Changbin groaned as you fucked him hard and fast, riding him like you had something to prove. You kept at it for a few more minutes until he stopped you to change positions.

He flipped you onto your stomach and pushed one leg up so you were flat on the bed but your legs were spread enough for him to settle between them. You felt the head of his cock prodding at you and then he sank inside in one fluid thrust. It was lucky you were already flat on the bed because if you hadnt been, you were sure your knees would have given out. He fucked into you like that for a few minutes and then he slowed down again. He leaned over you and pressed his chest to your back.

“I’m gonna try something, if you don't like it just tap my arm twice okay?” he asked and all you could do was moan out what you thought was an “okay”. Suddenly he looped his arm underneath your neck and bent it at the elbow effectively putting you in a headlock. He started thrusting into you again at a steady even pace and slowly he increased the pressure of his bicep and forearm against your airway. The obstruction of your airway was enough to send your brain into a foggy cloudy space and you loved it. It heightened the sensations of everything else. You could feel his sweat slicked chest sliding against your back, you could feel his cock throbbing inside you, and you could feel the heat in your lower belly building.

“Youre so fucking pretty like this baby. A beautiful doll just for me to play with huh?” he said. “Yeah you like it like this don't you? Quiets your brain for a while doesn't it? Makes you so cockdrunk you can't think of anything else. So beautifully mindless just for a little while. Binnie will take care of you baby, don't worry.” he spoke softly and you could feel that heat inside you skyrocketing. Who knew this sweet man was so nasty in bed? “Why dont you cum for me baby, hmm? Give it to me sweetheart, wanna feel this tight little pussy sucking me in.” he encouraged as he kept moving inside you. “C’mon…c’mon baby. Yeaaaah there it is. Good girl.” he coaxed as you exploded around him with a yelp. He released your neck from his hold and used both hands to pull your hips up.

“Can’ hold myself up Binnie. You have to do it.” you whined, exhausted and boneless from your second mind blowing orgasm of the evening.

“S’okay baby, I got you. Don’t worry, I'm so close, keep squeezing me like that. Yes yes yes…” he mumbled as he continued to batter your insides with his huge dick. About four thrusts later he was spilling inside you, laying claim to your walls with his cum.

Changbin was over the moon and not ready for this to end so he stayed inside you and rolled you both over onto your side into the spooning position. He reached over you to grab the blanket and cover you both.

“You wanna stay inside me Binnie? You want me again soon?” You yawned out, exhausted from the vigorous activities.

“Mhm…feels so good. Feels right, like i belong there. That okay?” He asked, his voice gentle as his hand stroked the soft skin of your thigh.

“Mmm yeah. Like it. Fuck me again when you wake up though okay? Even if i’m still asleep. Wan’ wake up to you drilling me.” You mumbled, fully about to descend into sleep safe and warm in his arms. Changbin groaned and bit down on your shoulder before he responded.

“God youre fucking perfect aren’t you pretty girl? Sure, as soon as i wake up I’ll fuck you into the mattress. Whatever you want baby, Rest up. I’m far from done with you.”

The End

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imtryingbuck · 22 days ago

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My Saviour

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: Buckys just received some news from the love of his life.

Word count: 6,269

Warnings: angst. fluff. suicidal thoughts. Bucky’s past mentioned. insecurities. scars mentioned. Bucky being madly in love. reader being an angel. past cheating and domestic abuse. pregnancy (it’s me im sorry) me not knowing anything about courts/sentencing.

Translation: ты мой спаситель - you’re my saviour (if wrong take it up with google translation)

Masterlist

Bucky wished Steve was still around so he could talk to him about things. He wish that his best friend was still there to see the progress he was slowly making. Wished to know if his best friend was proud of him.

But most importantly he wished Steve chose to stay with him and Sam so he could have met the person who brought him back to life, who brought his long existence actual meaning other than jumping from fight to fight. He knew Steve would have loved her and probably would have thanked her for everything.

But sadly Steve went to live a different life without him so he had to deal with Sam all alone.

For a year after Steve left Bucky struggled to go out, he struggled to find his path in a world that he wasn’t suppose to be apart of. He should have died that day when he fell from the train.

His therapist tried to get him to go out into the world and meet people, Bucky would say ‘next time’ until Dr Raynor eventually gave up on trying.

For a whole year Bucky moved with the motion, just existing, alive and breathing but just barely holding on to that invisible thread.

That was until six years ago. Six years ago everything changed.

** six years ago **

“Buck please-“

“Don’t call me that! How many times do I have to tell you”

“Oh I’m sorry Sir Bucky! But like I said please just come with me? It would do you some good to get out of your apartment, wait Bucky are you even listening to me?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m listening. I do get out-“

“To see your therapist and that’s it”

“I’m still going out aren’t I?” Bucky responds snappily, rolling his eyes as Sam groans through the speaker.

“Please Bucky, it’s just coffee!”

“God sake, okay. I’ll be there. Bye” He really didn’t want to go out and get a coffee with Sam but he ended agreeing knowing that he would not have stopped, probably even going as far as coming to his apartment just to drag him out of there. Since Steve left, poor Bucky had been left all alone on with Sam, okay it wasn’t as bad as he made it out to be but still he had been left with a man that annoyed him more than anything.

Groaning inwardly he slides his phone into his jeans front pocket before shoving his gloved hands into the pockets of his leather jacket, as he walked down the street he kept his head down so he didn’t make eye contact with anyone walking by. It was safer that way. For him and those around him.

“James Barnes” he spoke roughly to the receptionist who made a habit of always pushing her chest out so he could get an eye full of her cleavage.

“Take a seat” she responds batting her eyelashes with her chest pushed out. He thought after the tenth time of him rolling his eyes at her not so subtle attempt at flirting she would get the hint.

He was not interested.

“S-sorry is this seat taken?” A soft timid voice from a woman pulled Bucky out of his staring competition he was having with the fake plant by the water dispenser.

“Huh?”

“Is-is anyone sitting here?”

“No. No you can sit”

“T-thank you” Bucky smiled and nodded softly instantly curious as to why she was also seeing a therapist. Bucky found himself getting lost in the smell of her perfume, the sweet smell creeping up his nostrils and into his senses. His eyes focused on the slow motion of her leg closest to his bouncing in time with the ticking of the clock.

“S-sir?”

“Huh? Yeah?”

“A-are you um are you J-James Barnes?”

Great just great. She knows who he is and from the way she stutters his name she clearly knows what he’s done and is scared of him. “Yes that’s me” he finally answers.

“Y-your names b-been called sir” she points over to where the receptionist is and sees her waiting for him to follow her down the hallway to Dr Raynors office.

Oh. Oh okay he got it wrong. “Oh, thank you”

“Y-your welcome sir”

Bucky offers her a small smile that she responds with the same and follows Lila down the corridor. He has no idea that the small smile he gave her meant a great deal to her. Nor does he know that she talks about him to her therapist that was two doors down from his.

Neither one realises that one small smile would make such a massive impact on their lives.

Over the course of four months, twice a week Bucky would see the woman whose name he had yet to know, every time they sat patiently in the waiting room they would find themselves sitting next to each other. Always quietly asking if the seat next to them was taken. Even if there were other available seats.

Dr Raynor had quite enjoyed hearing about the woman who seemed to have taken residence in Bucky’s mind. And Dr Harlow was proud of hearing that her patient was seeing someone new. She laughed when her patient blushed and began stumbling over her words that she was not seeing this man in that sense.

Bucky walked in to the waiting room expecting to find the woman whose presence he had become content being around only to frown at seeing the two seats that became unofficially theirs empty. The whole time he waited for her but she never showed. His name was called, as he followed Lila he kept turning his head back to the double doors in hopes that he would catch a glimpse of her. Walking into the room he frowned at seeing Dr Raynor and another woman sitting down. This was new.

“James, this is Dr Harlow.”

“Hi?”

“Hello James”

“What’s wrong? I didn’t do-“

“No, no James it’s… well you know the woman you’ve been telling me about?” Raynor cuts him off and waits for him to nod “well Dr Harlow is her therapist, Y/n was rushed in to the hospital early hours this morning-“

“Y/n? That’s her name? Wait… what happened to her? Is she okay? Where is-“

“James, she’s okay. We can’t disclose anything about what happened but-well you see Y/n has been talking about you in her sessions, nothing bad don’t worry, and you’ve been talking about her so we agreed that we should let you know”

Bucky sat there staring at his doctor as his mind raced with questions. She was in the hospital? Her name suited her perfectly. Why was she in the hospital? Who hurt her? She talked about him? ‘Nothing bad’ the good doctor stressed. Is she okay? “James?”

“Yeah erm, are you sure she’s okay?”

“Yes. We, well we talked to each other” Raynor points at between herself and Dr Harlow “and we think it would be a great opportunity for you to talk to her, maybe offer her some support-“

“Why me? Aren’t you two the therapists?”

“Yes we are but James I don’t think you realise how much those smiles and a few quiet words mean to Y/n. Nor she with you, now in my opinion I think it would be nice if the pair of you had someone to lean on when you don’t have a session.”

Thinking it over for a few minutes he nodded and agreed. Dr Harlow said Y/n had mentioned that she felt safe with him which made his heart race faster than usual at hearing that a complete stranger felt safe around him when he was so use to it being different. No one felt safe around him, hell he didn’t even feel safe with himself but yet she did. Not even ten seconds after the door closed behind Dr Harlow did Bucky start questioning his doctor about what had happened or where she was so he could go and see her, he just wanted to make sure she was fine but Raynor held strong and didn’t back down from the harsh glare he was sending towards her. She never did though to be honest.

Ten minutes later Dr Raynor thought it was best to cut their session short, though promised him that she would make out that they did the full hour.

Two weeks. Two whole weeks it had been since he was told that she was in the hospital and he hadn’t seen her. That day he thought it wouldn’t be any different to the other days where he expected to see her, until he turned his back on Lila who thankfully now took the hint that he wasn’t interested in her. His eyes squinted at seeing someone sitting in their seats.

“Is this seat taken?” He asked quietly, hoping that the woman in front of him would raise her head and smile as she said ‘no you can sit’. And when she did. Well… let’s just say that what he wanted to do to whoever had caused such pain and suffering to his Y/n he wouldn’t have pinned it on the Winter Soldier. No because Bucky Barnes would have happily admitted to shedding blood that wasn’t his own. Happily and proudly.

“N-no you can sit” she responds with that smile he sees when he closes his eyes at night.

“Doll-“ Lila cuts him off by calling his name signalling that it was his time, he nods at her then faces Y/n. “After your session I’m going to be waiting right here okay, and I want to take you for a coffee.”

“O-okay” Y/n says with a shy smile. Bucky smiles back before going up to Lila, eyebrows burrowing when she doesn’t lead him down the corridor. And that’s when it finally hits him. He had never seen her doing that to any of the other patients.

He tells Dr Raynor that Y/n was back, told her the bruises that littered her beautiful face, told her what he had said to her and her response. “Go easy on her James, don’t try and rush her into telling you all of her secrets okay” but in the same breath suggests a nice place for him to take her.

Forty five minutes after his appointment had ended he was now sat a cross the table from Y/n with a black coffee in front of him and a hot chocolate in front of her.

“You know what I’m going to ask you don’t you?” He says with a gentle smile, she nods. “Are you okay?”

“I-I’m fi-fine now sir”

“Bucky, call me Bucky. How long was you in the hospital for?”

“A few d-days, Dr Harlow told me that she told you what happened”

“Not exactly they just said that you was in the hospital, wanted me to know since you talk about me all the time” winking at her when she blushed.

“I-I d-don’t”

“All the time they said, said that your obsessed with me”

“Well y-you talk a-about me too!”

“Me? Never!” Bucky was ninety nine point nine percent sure that he had died right there and then and went to heaven when she laughed. He was sure of it. Her laugh could only described as angelic. God he wanted to hear it again and again until he dying breath.

“I-it was my ex” she whispered. She wasn’t stupid she knew what he wanted to ask.

“Where is he now?”

“Jail still, h-have to go court in-in two weeks. My lawyer said h-he’ll be going to prison for a long time, he broke the protection order an-and well this” she said gesturing to her face.

“You had a protection order against him?”

“Yes, throughout our relationship he was abusive the o-only way I managed to get out was because he had been cheating on me with a friend of mine, he left me a-and I was so happy because it meant that I didn’t have to suffer no more but the friend didn’t want him anymore because the fun of sneaking around had gone”. Taking a deep breath before sipping on her hot chocolate she continued. “He broke into my apartment and attacked me because I said no to taking him back, police was called by my neighbour and I got the restraining order against him because I could do that then, he went to prison and h-he got out three weeks ago, he broke into my apartment again and did this b-but the police arrived quickly as I already rang them”

“Doll… I’m so sorry”

“It’s okay. I’m okay now”

“It’s not okay Y/n”

“It is what it is, he’ll be going to prison for a long time and I’ll be able to live my life again.” She smiled.

“W-when is it that you have to go to court?”

“In two weeks, why?”

“Can I come with you? To offer my support” With her lack of response he knew he overstepped. Of course she isn’t going to want the former Winter Soldier to come with her to face another monster in her life. He’s about to apologise until she smiles once more and nods.

“I would really like that. Thank you Bucky” Bucky smiled and nodded.

Their second cup of hot drinks had slowly grown cold as the conversation flowed effortlessly between the pair. Bucky loved the way she no longer stuttered or stumbled over her words the longer they spoke. She was about to say something when a bang from the window startled the pair of them.

“Great.” He muttered.

“D-do you know him?”

“Who the crazy guy with his face squashed up against the window? Unfortunately” Y/n giggled at his words then looked at the man who did in fact have his face squashed up against the window, his eyes moving back and forth between herself and Bucky. Waving shyly at the man who waved excitedly back Bucky rolled his eyes. “You do realise you’ve just basically invited him in, don’t you? Oh see now he’s entering.”

“Stop being mean”

“Didn’t expect to see you here Barnes. Hi I’m Sam, Bucky’s best friend in the whole world”

“Hi Sam, I’m Y/n” she shakes his hand and smiles at Bucky who sits there rolling his eyes for the umpteenth time.

“Scoot over then Bucky. So how did you two meet?”

Bucky looked at Y/n to see if she was comfortable with letting him know, she just smiled. “We met in therapy”

“Oh, are you a therapist?”

“No, no I’m a patient”

“Does it help?”

“Sam!”

“What? I’m just asking”

Giggling at the two men “it’s fine Bucky, it has been helping. My therapist is really nice and understanding”

“That’s great. So did you two meet from group therapy or?”

“No we actually sat next to each other in the waiting room”

“Aw that’s so cute!” Sam winks at her whilst Bucky grumbled under his breath.

Sam ends up convincing Bucky and Y/n in getting something to eat not that he puts up to much of a fight as both of them were hungry themselves. Once again conversation flows effortlessly, even Bucky joined in with the laughter.

After food was eaten and an argument between the three about who was going to pay - Y/n winning when the two men were still arguing over the bill - they walked her all the way to her apartment. Bucky’s heart clenched painfully seeing her front door with dried blood on it. Sam noticed too and smiled sadly at his friend.

Two whole weeks passed, in those two weeks Sam kept “bumping” into the pair, the three of them would walk around talking about their lives, both of the men noticing that she was very vague about her life but neither one pushed her into saying more.

Today was the day where Y/n was going to court, as she stood outside she checked her watch worrying that Bucky wasn’t going to show up, not like he needed to he didn’t owe her anything anyway. She turned around to head up the many steps when her names called, turning she sees Bucky running over towards her. Sam following closely behind.

“Hey, hi, sorry we’re late I tried to shake this one off but he’s persist-“

“No it’s okay, I-I really appreciate the pair of you coming today. It means so much”

“You’re welcome sunshine, you’ve got our support” Sam smiles wrapping his arms around her squeezing slightly.

“Y/n? We need to go in” her lawyer says from the large brown double doors.

Sam nods to the pair and heads up the steps, Bucky smiled “me and Sam are here for you, it’s going to be okay”

“I’m scared about seeing him again b-but I-I can do it” Bucky’s hand reached out to hers that shook.

“I’ve got you, I promise”

“T-th-thank you Bucky”

Hand in hand they head up to where Sam was waiting patiently and followed the lawyers lead into the courtroom. Bucky’s knee wouldn’t stop bouncing from anger as Y/n bravely stood in the witness stand and gave her statement, hearing all the things that the bastard did to her made him want to attack him. Sam knew what was going through his friends head, honestly? He wasn’t going to be far behind him.

Three hours later her ex received a ten year sentence. Bucky watched as her body relaxes by hearing the judges words. He and Sam smiles at her when she turns around, her eyes moving along the rows to find where they sat, smiling as soon as she lands on them.

After leaving the courthouse Bucky took her hand in his again and the three of them went to the restaurant that Sam had suggested, in a way to celebrate Y/n’s new found freedom. Neither one of the men mentioned about what they heard or the photos they saw in the courtroom, other than telling her that they were proud of her bravery.

Six months had passed before any of them had realised, both of the therapists were proud of seeing completely different people sitting in front of them in their sessions. Bucky opened up more and so did Y/n, not only to their therapists but to each other.

The knock on the door pulled Bucky away from his bickering with Sam as his friend argued that pineapple on pizza was nice. “I’ll ask Y/n and see what she says! Hey doll”

“Hey, sorry I’m late”

“You’re not, don’t worry. Hey does pineapple belong on pizza?” He asked taking her coat and hanging it up on the hook.

“I’ve tried it and I like it” she waves to Sam.

“See! Sam I told you it was nice”

“But you said-“

“Shut up. Sam said that it was wrong but I said it was nice”

“No yo-“

“So how was your day?” Sam looked at Y/n mouthing ‘he’s lying’ making her giggle, she goes on to tell them all about her day which had Bucky hanging on to every word she spoke.

Halfway through the film Sam had picked Y/n went to the bathroom, Bucky eyed Sam curiously as the latter was sitting there grinning at him. “What?”

“Whens the wedding?”

“What wedding?”

“Yours and Y/ns”

“We’re not getting married? Why are you smiling like that?”

“If you say so, hey when are you going to tell her you love her?”

Choking on his beer Bucky shook his head “I don’t love her Sam”

“Okay, how about you telling her that you’re in love with her?”

“Sam shut up.”

“Nope. So when are you going to tell her?”

“I’m not going too alright. It’s just-it doesn’t matter alright just drop it”

“Drop what?” Y/n asked walking back into the living room.

“Pineapple being on pizza” Bucky says quickly his eyes going wide looking at Sam.

Laughing she shakes her head sitting back down next to Bucky “we’re not having this argument anymore boys”

“Try telling him that Y/n/n” now it’s Bucky’s turn to have a grin on his lips as Sam’s eyes squint at the pair.

“Sunshine has Bucky told you yet?”

“Told me what?”

“That he loves y-“

“Yogurts.”

“You… love yogurts?” She asked him with her eyebrow raised, Sam struggles to contain his laughter seeing Bucky become a stuttering mess.

“Yes… I love yogurts, problem?”

“Nope no problem here” If Y/n wasn’t snuggling into his left side Bucky would have throttled Sam.

The knock on her door startled her from the tv screen in front of her - it didn’t help that she was watching a horror and that a jump scare was about to happen when the knock came.

“Bucky? Hey, are you okay?”

“I-I was just in the neigh-neighbourhood a-and I thought that I’d st-stop by”

“Yeah come in, James is everything alright?”

“Yeah, w-why?”

“It’s just that you’re stuttering… and I’m just worried that’s all”

“S-someone said something about me, it-it wasn’t good” he admitted twisting the bottle cap from the water bottle she had gave him.

“What did they say?”

“It doesn’t matter, I-I just wanted to see you-you know because I was in the neighbourhood”

The truth was he wasn’t, he had finally listened to Dr Raynors advice and go out. His plan was to go down the corner store to get some essentials in. Get in, get out that was easy and simple. He could do it. Until he heard two men who were talking clearly and loudly about him their conversation attracting the attention of others passing by them. And that’s when he realised his second mistake that day, the first mistake being to agree to go out, the second being that he forgot his gloves. The comments were harsh and unkind.

His first response was to put his head down shoving his hands into his pockets and walk all the way to Y/n’s apartment. Even if it was a forty minute walk.

Bucky needed to see her, he didn’t care if they sat in silence just as long as he was with her, he didn’t care if she forced him to watch that terrible tv show.

“Come on let’s watch something and have cuddles”

He was safe with her. Calmer. Happier. More comfortable and relaxed.

“Have you asked her?”

“No Samuel I haven’t”

“Why?”

“Because I haven’t seen her today”

“Why?”

“Because she had her session with Dr Harlow”

“Why?”

“Sam, I’m going to punch you in the face”

“Wh-“

Bucky rolled his eyes and put the phone call down. He couldn’t bear to hear why one more time. He was too busy going over what he was going to ask Y/n, so many things could go wrong she could say no, it would be weird as they’ve only known each other for a year now. She’s going to say no. Of course she is. He can’t ask, he just ca-

“Buck? Open up my arms hurt”

Buck. Buck, the name Sam was not happy about hearing slipping out of her mouth. He had tried years to call him that but always got shot down. It wasn’t fair.

“Buck? Shit are you not in?”

“No! No I’m in doll, hi, hello, hi”

“Hi, hello, hi to you too” Bucky laughs taking the bags off her arms carefully, then takes them into the kitchen. A month ago Y/n moved in to his apartment with him after the landlord put up the rent making her struggle to keep paying the higher rent, Bucky caught her looking for a new place to live when he suggested her living with him, she first denied but Bucky swore and promised that he was more than happy to let her stay with him, she ended up agreeing, Bucky could have cried with happiness all night but managed to contain himself.

“Did you get everything?”

“Nope, forgot absolutely everything you asked for” sticking her tongue out at him, he laughed.

God he loves her weirdness.

“So I- god sake Sam, hold on pretty girl. What now Sam? No I haven’t. Because she’s just walked in. You’re so needy do you know that? Okay I’ll ask now. Yes I’ll do it whilst you’re on the phone. Y/n, do you want to come to Louisiana with Sam and I?”

“Really?”

“Yeah, we’re going for a week to see his sister and nephews and we want you to come too”

“Will his sister mind me being there?”

“No. So?”

“Are you guys really sure?”

“Absolutely”

“O-okay, that would be nice”

His smile doesn’t just take up his face but Sam’s as well “good, good. Did you hear Sam? Okay see you later” chucking his phone on to the counter he turns back to Y/n. “We leave tomorrow”

“Tomorrow? Oh god okay, I’ll go and pack now”

Two days later they arrive in Louisiana after both men took it in turns to drive, it was long and tiring for them but Y/n loved it. She had never been out of New York before so she was taking in the sights. When Bucky wasn’t driving he would watch her from his seat, seeing her face lit up made his heart tingle.

“Are you sure she won’t mind me being here?”

“I promise, she’s excited to meet you” Sam reassures her as he pulls up the gravelled driveway.

Greeting his sister and nephews, Bucky doing the same Sarah turned her attention to Y/n instantly engulfing her in a warm embrace. “It’s so nice to finally meet you”

“You too” she smiled softly.

Later that night after putting their things away they all sat outside watching as the sun started to set, Sam was manning the grill and Bucky were chasing the two boys around making them squeal with laughter and excitement. Sarah and Y/n were talking when Sarah asked the woman sitting in front of her something that made her choke and splutter on her drink.

“W-we aren’t to-together”

“Are you sure? The way he looks at you makes me think differently”

“No, no we’re just friends. Plus he wouldn’t like me so”

“Do you like him?”

“I-yes. But I would rather have him as my friend than not have him in my life”

“Tell him how you feel”

“No I can’t do that!”

“You can”

“No I can’t”

“Can’t what?” Bucky’s voice comes from behind her. Sarah has to stifle her laughter as Y/ns eyes went as wide as saucers.

“I-erm nothing.”

“Okay? Hey there’s a crab down on the beach that the boys have found, want to come and see it?”

“O-okay” Bucky smiles and holds out his hand for her to take, helping her stand he keeps his hand in hers as they walk towards the two boys.

“Is she in love with him?”

“I think so, hopefully they’ll admit their feelings because they’re so cute together” Sarah says with her eyes trained on the two fading figures, Sam smirks before flipping the burgers.

Later that night Y/n got startled when she went into the bathroom seeing Bucky standing motionless in front of the mirror. “Shit! Bucky you scared- hey are you okay?”

“I-I’m fi-I’m not okay Y/n/n” Y/n moved so quickly wrapping her arms around him, both falling on the ground.

“It’s okay, it’s okay” the sobs wracked through his body making her body shake. She kept repeating those words like a mantra.

“M-my hair”

“Your hair? What about it?”

“I-I want it gone, please, please help me g-get rid of it”

Her heart broke at hearing him sounding so small, in the whole year of knowing him he had always sounded so strong, and confident. Also she loved his hair and they both knew it, on nights where they cuddled up together on the couch watching movies her fingers would always end up playing with the soft strands of hair.

“A-are you sure?” feeling him nodding against her chest “okay, let me find some scissors and a clipper and I’ll do it for you okay?” Trying to stand was difficult especially since having a super soldier clinging to her. “Buck, I need to stand”

Finding the scissors was easy, it was just finding the clippers she had a difficult time coming up on. Cheering silently in triumph when she discovered them in the fourth draw. “Should we go outside so we don’t wake everyone up?”

“O-okay. Leave the light on Cass is scared of the dark, Sarah leaves the bathroom light on for him” Bucky whispered wrapping both of his hands around her free one.

Outside with only the porch light illuminating them, Y/n started cutting his hair the shorter it got the more Bucky started to relax. When it came to trimming his hair Bucky’s left arm reached around to tug on her waist, bringing her around to stand in between his legs, he smiled shyly up at her. Without thinking she leaned down as she placed her lips to his forehead. His arms snaked around the back of her legs squeezing lightly.

“I-it’s done, maybe Sam can fix it up later if it’s bad?”

“I bet y-you did a good job”

“Would you be mad if I said you had a massive bald spot right on the top of your head?”

He laughed and shook his head “no I won’t be mad”

“It’s a good job that there isn’t one isn’t there?”

“Y/n, thank you, i-it means a lot to me. Thank you”

“You don’t need to thank me. D-do you want to talk about what happened?”

“It was a nightmare. Just about my past” leading her over to the hammock on that swayed ever so lightly from the night breeze. “T-they did bad things to me, made me do worse”

“I’m here if you want to talk about it” she says squeezing his hand.

“They made me kill people, even when I completed the mission to their satisfaction they would still punish me and I never knew why. The chair was the worst, I-I did what I was told to do and I was still punished.”

Looking at the water he breathed deeply, he was about to tell her something to no one else knew, not even his therapist. “I-I’ve wanted to end my life since coming back from Wakanda b-b-but not since I met you I swear!”

“Oh Buck”

“It was easier to end it you know? But I couldn’t do it, I needed to try and make up for all the damage I caused.”

“Bucky it was-“

“It was though, wasn’t it? It was me the whole time”

“It wasn’t. Bucky you wasn’t in control of your own mind, your a good man, an incredible man - don’t scoff at me mister - you are, if you don’t believe me think about Sarah, even though I don’t know her all that well she seems to have a good sense of judgement, do you really think that she would let you be around her babies if she thought you was a bad person?”

Thinking her words over he had to agree with her words about Sarah even Sam wouldn’t let him anywhere near his sister and his nephews. Hell Tony wouldn’t have allowed him near his wife or daughter if they believed he was the monster that he still believed he was. “Y-you’re right”

Now it was her turn to think over the words from Sarah earlier that night. It was most likely going to blow up in her face and she was going to lose him as a friend forever but maybe just maybe Sarah could be right. “I wouldn’t have fallen in love with you if you were a bad person Buck”

The silence that followed was killing her. She should have just kept her mouth shut.

He however couldn’t believe his ears. Surely she was playing a trick on him. There was no way this perfect angel as he always described her would ever feel the same way as him. Surely.

“I’m sorry Bucky, I-I’ll go n-“

He cuts her off by pressing his lips against hers. The kiss was soft, timid at first before they both gained their confidence their tongues dancing a slow dance together. Pulling away reluctantly Bucky leans his forehead against hers, both smiling widely at each other.

“I’m in love with you too” he whispered.

Nothing else was said. Nothing else was needed to be said.

Sam walks on to the porch with his hot cup of coffee that morning, his feet faltering when he sees Bucky and Y/n curled up together on the hammock fast asleep. Pulling his phone out he took a photo of the pair before running back into the house showing Sarah the photo.

As soon as they were back in New York Bucky asked Y/n out on a date, then another and another until he asked her to be his girlfriend. And soon enough she had moved into his room with him.

The first time she saw him topless was when he came out of the bathroom wearing grey joggers, he thought she was still in the living room. He heard the quiet gasp, he looked up to see her standing there and his stomach dropped.

“Y/n-“

“Your body… did the gods sculpt you? I-is that, two, four, six yep that’s an eight pack, how do you get an eight pack?”

Hearing her words he blushed with a little chuckle. “T-the scars-“

“Beautiful”

“Don’t lie to me”

“I would never lie to you Buck, everything about you is beautiful”

That night they made love for the first time, each of them taking their time in admiring the scars that littered their bodies. The second she pressed her lips delicately against the rough, raised patch where skin meets metal he honestly thought his heart was going to stop beating.

“ты мой спаситель, did you know that?” he whispered one night placing kisses on her bare shoulder.

“What does that mean?”

“ты мой спаситель?”

“Yeah”

“It means… your smelly”

“No it doesn’t” she laughs.

“No your right, it means you’re my saviour”

“Buck-“

“You are Y/n/n, you’ve saved me you’ve made me happier than I’ve ever been before a-and I know I wouldn’t still be here if it wasn’t for you”

“I’ll be with you until you want me to leave”

“So never” he laughed, pulling her body even closer to his. “I love you Y/n/n”

“I love you too Buck”

Bucky wished Steve was still around so he could talk to him about things. He wish that his best friend was still there so he could tell the blond about how nervous he was. He imagined Steve’s reaction as he fixed his tie for the ninth time within five minutes.

A year had passed, on their year anniversary Bucky got down on one knee and proposed, three months later he was standing in the spare bedroom of Sarah’s house in his suit as Sarah helped Y/n with her dress.

He really wished Steve was there to see him marrying his love.

A month before marrying both Sam and Bucky retired, both men tired of the bloodshed and nightmares. Sam told Bucky that he was going to move down to Louisiana, he even brought up a business proposal, Bucky had to admit it did sound tempting he promised Sam that he would run it by Y/n.

“Sam’s moving closer to Sarah, you know now that we’ve retired.”

“Oh, right”

“He erm he brought up a proposal to go into business together-“

“Did you say yes? Please tell me you said yes!”

“Why? Do you want to move to Louisiana?”

“Yes! I mean I knew Sam was going to move back there so I may or may not have been looking at houses down there…”

Sam cheered loudly down the phone when Bucky rang him to tell him that they were coming too.

“You ready Bucky?” Sam asked popping his head around the door.

“Yeah, yeah I’m ready”

Bucky faltered walking out of the house only expecting to see AJ, Cass and Roy - the man who was going to be marrying them - but yet all the people Y/n and himself had befriended over the two years they had been going to Louisiana, had showed up to watch them become one.

Being announced as husband and wife had their hearts doing a double take. They were married and neither one could believe it. And neither one could wipe the smile off their faces.

“ты мой спаситель… wait did I pronounce any of that right?” She panicked as they slow danced to the live music from a local band.

“Di-did you learn that just for me?”

“Yes” she giggled “so did I say it correctly?”

“Yes you did мой спаситель”

The celebration went on well into the night.

** present time **

“Buck?”

“Huh?”

“Did you just hear what I said?” Y/n looks up at him lightly nibbling on her bottom lip looking nervously.

Of course he had heard the words that came out of her mouth but those exact words made him think about how they met, and how far they both had come from being complete strangers who met in the waiting room of their therapist building to now being a happily married couple whose love continued to grow as the days passed.

“I did, but tell me again, please”

Oh how he can’t wait to tell his best friend Sam the news he had just received.

Taking his hands in hers she placed them on her still flat stomach and smiled.

“You’re going to be a dad.”

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earth 42!miles morales x fem!reader

SUMMARY: miles belleves that you're for him and for him only, no sharing. not even with your best friend.

GENRE: angst to fluff

WARNINGS: bickering/arguing, suggestive(?), kissing, idk if this counts as toxic miles lowkey right in his anger but at the same time is he fr, jealous miles, y/n is lowkey a walking red flag, cursing, man idk

AUTHORS NOTE: the autism is rlly autisming with this movie </3

“baby you not stupid and i know you aren’t, why you acting like that?”

“miles, leave me alone.”

“nah, cause i already told you ion like him, why you still talking to him? you fuckin’ with him or sum?” he narrows his eyes at you, clasping his hands in between his legs while cocking his head to the side.

“im not having this conversation with you, call me when you done having your lil tantrum or whatever.” you ignore your boyfriend's scowl as you slide to the end of his bed and silently load everything into your coach tote bag, incoherently mumbling to yourself.

“the childish shit im talking about man.” he shakes his head, twin braids following suit. he gets out of his rolling chair, snagging the bag from your hands and holding it above his head where you can’t reach.

visibly annoyed, you roll your eyes at the tantrum he was throwing. before you had even dated him you laid down all possible icks, including your best friend. you told him how your relationship with said best friend was non-negotiable due to the significance he held in your life before miles. before miles, he was the one who you cried to, who you confined in about your family, your feelings, your insecurities. though after getting with miles you weren’t as close with him, he was still your best friend.

“miles give me my shit, don’t piss me off.”

“why? what you hiding? ain’t no way you not messing with him.”

in the stillness of his room, your phone rapidly vibrates inside your bag, miles interest immediately piqued when his fingers curve around the device, the name “dante <3” flashing on the screen.

he laughs to himself, but you knew better than to think it was a laugh of amusement. the manner of his laugh was deeply provoked, a telltale sign that it had an underlying meaning. he sends you a hard look, “so we adding hearts now too? bet.” he says while answering the facetime call.

“y/n?” dante calls out to you, the camera panned toward the ceiling, his ruffled locs in frame.

“nah she busy right now homeboy, what you want?”

“uh okay? can you ask her if she can retwist my hair this sunday?”

“nah.” he blatantly answers.

“huh?”

“dante hang up!” you call out from behind miles, to which he sends you another glare. before dante can respond miles hangs up, turning his whole body to face you. “so wassup?”

“miles give me my phone.”

“your phone? ma this our phone.” you roll your eyes once more and quickly snatch your phone from his grasp, shoving it into the tote bag and slipping your black crocs on. “don’t text my phone either.” you yell on your way out slamming his room door, silently praying that mama rio wasn’t home.

it was getting more and more difficult to manage the pit that sat in your bosom from the fight you had with your boyfriend earlier. you were used to talking to him in your dimly lit room around this time, your hands playing with the loose coils at the back of his head while saying cheesy things to each other, exchanging light pecks and subtle touches.

you groan loudly, tired of sulking to yourself you decide to get up from your bed, do your makeup and take pictures. you sit at your vanity, shuffling your playlist while opening up your makeup bag.

about 20 minutes into your routine, you hear incoherent voices coming from just outside your door. you tip toe towards the door, peaking your head out to see miles, helping your mom set the dinner table while engaging in small talk. “yeah, basketball’s good.” he says, smiling at her with all 32 pearly whites.

“y/n’s upstairs, ill call you guys down when dinners ready.” she smiles, coaxing him towards your room. you quietly shut the door, scrambling towards your vanity table, acting as if you had not witnessed the scene that took place just outside your door mere seconds ago.

you hear him quietly enter and creep up behind you, the mirror capturing his movements. you line your lips, ignoring your lovers presence even when he wraps his arms around your torso and repeatedly kisses your face.

“who you looking all fine for?”

you greet him with nothing but silence, putting your manicured finger over his lips which he attempts to bite.

“oh so it’s like that?”

“yeah, it’s like that, and I didn’t invite you over. go home.” you get up from your position, walking towards the door that he left open, closing it.

“what i told you ‘bout that mouth? you got all sorts of attitude today.” he argues, trailing behind you.

you scoff while crossing your arms, turning around and mean mugging him. you watch as he takes a moment and backs up, giving you a once over. the argument that had him so worked up earlier dissipated into thin air, his focus now on the biker shorts that hugged you a little too tight, and the cropped cami that hung a little too loosely. you watch a ghost of a smile adorn his lips.

“nasty ass.” you snap him out of his thoughts.

he snorts, taking a seat on your bed and pulling you in between his legs. “you still mad at me?” he questions you, raising his brows.

“it’s not gonna magically go away miles, you didn’t even try to apologize, showing up at my house at 8:00 kissing me and shit isn’t gonna fix anything.” it was the truth, and you weren’t backing down from it. you wanted an apology, you weren’t willing to go any further with him till you got said apology, you couldn’t push this to the side.

“y/n, baby, you know i love you but im not fucking with the way you making it look like im wrong for feeling the way i feel.” miles argued.

“because you are wrong! i told you about him before we even got together, you can’t expect me to drop him in 2 seconds just because you asked, he’s my best friend!” you argue back, keeping your voice down cautiously due to your nosy family on the other side of the door.

“no ma, im your best friend, you for my eyes only.”

“if you came here to argue with me you should just go.”

“we don’t sleep mad at eachother, we fixing this right now.” he says, dragging you into a straddling position atop him, his arms momentarily wrapping around your waist. your eyes dart around your room, refusing to make eye contact in fear of folding immediately.

“i just want you to put it this way, you got this fine ass girl, right? but then she got this ugly ass—“

“miles.” you warn him.

“… she got this boy best friend that she always on the phone with, always going out with, and she always wanna see him when you’re right there. she always talking about him, texting him when with you, answering his calls.” for the first time in a while you realize how off that sounds, maybe you had been the wrong one, though your stubborn nature made it hard to admit it.

he begins to speak again, “im not asking you to cut him off, im asking you to minimize how much you talk to him—im a guy and i know how we think. you might think y’all homeboys but he plotting on you, just think of it like that baby.” he finished while rubbing the skin of your thighs in slow tender circles.

“im sorry.” you quietly murmur under your breath into his shoulder. just barely loud enough so he can hear. but no, he had to hear this, you admitting you made a mistake.

he taps your thigh, “speak up, cant hear you.”

“you heard me, don’t be annoying.” you said when you realized his true intent, embarrassed by how you had previously acted.

miles snickered to himself, “ma?”

“yeah?”

“my fault for getting loud with you earlier, i didn’t mean to do all that.” he admitted, kissing your shoulder blade.

you remove your head from the crevice between his neck and shoulder, repeatedly giving him big smooches on the lips in acceptance of his apology which he gladly returns.

the moment is ruined by knocking on the door. you scramble off his lap which ultimately ends with you landing on the floor with a thud. snickers come from your bed, a deadpan expression immediately sweeping over your features.

“hope y’all not in there being nasty.” your mother calls out, “get decent and come downstairs to eat.”

love, berry <3

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456-is-the-way · 4 days ago

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Hi! I was wondering if you if you could do a smutty In-ho x fem! Reader x Gi-Hun. Something along the line of they are both pining and see each other go to talk to reader alone and decide to wait. In-ho talks to her during lights out and Gi-hun talks to her doing mingle. In the final fight, she goes with either in-ho or Gi-hun and the stand of at the end, ends with them deciding to truce for a moment and share reader.

A/n: OMG A smutty story with both the hottest daddies!? Yet people keep the requests coming because I have many more to write! I hope to post at least 3 stories a week only because I am returning to my job after my holiday vacation! ALSO regarding the TAGLIST IDK why it won't let me add people like some it won't bring their name up SO I am not sure how to fix that RIP Im sorry y'all!!! ALSO, late tonight or tomorrow my part 1 of my 4-part Gi-Hun story is coming out!! (Hints of In-ho x reader) will also be in the story! Next week I'll have 3 more requests stories done!

Trigger warning: SMUT

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In-ho x Reader x Gi-hun

Love and War

Being in the games was the last thing (Y/n) was expecting, or at least in a life-or-death situation. She took a breath, looking over the group she was lucky enough to be in. Gi-hun did not hide the looks in her direction. Her (e/c) orbs meet his. (Y/n) could feel her cheeks warm up as Gi-hun winked. She turned away, looking at the ground quickly. How could two people be so obvious in their lustful looks? Their group quickly picked up on their subtle hints, flirtatious works, mindful touches, and lustful gazes. However, it sparked a rivalry between Gi-hun and his newfound friendship with Young-Il. The other gentleman also expressed his feelings towards (Y/n), which did not go unnoticed. (Y/n) happily reciprocated the attention she received from both of these handsome bachelors. It was lights out, and as normal, their group gathered in one spot, taking turns on night shift duty. Many thought of them as one of the strongest teams for now. In-ho sighed deeply as he was woken by Jung-bae. “Your turn.” He whispered. In-ho only responded with a grunt getting up to take his place by (Y/n). In-ho looked over her figure. It honestly pained him to lie to (Y/n) of all people. While scouting for participants, he would collect all their data and reasoning for poor financial situations. He never showed favor or pity towards anyone until now. Why did it have to be her of all people?

“I can take watch by myself if you need me to. I want you to have all the rest. Especially for the next challenge… I am nervous to find out what it may be.” In-ho whispered. She gave him such a warm and loving smile. In-ho had not felt butterflies like this in his stomach in so long the feeling was almost foreign. The way her eyes would almost sparkle while gazing into his. In-ho felt his breath be taken away every time.

“No, I won't allow you to not have a partner. We agreed on pairs of two. I am going to be fine. I could say the same for you, Young-Il.” She gazed into his eyes and before anything else could be said In-ho leaned in kissing her deeply. (Y/n) gasped but did not pull back once his warm lips dominated hers. In-ho cupped her cheek before letting his hand trail down squeezing her beast. “W-Wait.” Her voice seemed weak from the desire but quickly In-ho stopped all his advances.

“Fuck (Y/n) I am so sorry if I hurt you.” His eyes showed nothing but absolute worry.

“Young-Il, you didn’t hurt me. I just. We cant I-”

“You love Gi-hun. Don’t you?” He asked.

She looked away rubbing her temples. “I am unsure who I like. I have feelings for you both but if we act out on them… If you or him dies I would never be able to get over your death, or is..” She leans against In-ho resting on his shoulder.

“I understand…I love you.”

“I… I love you as well.” (Y/n) whispered cuddling into him.

….

After the night the next game had started early that morning, and (Y/n) had not been expecting what was to come. As the game commenced it felt very intense making sure the groups had the correct amount of people in each room. They even teamed up with new players they clicked with instantly. As it began getting lower in numbers for each door (Y/n) became nervous. She felt Gi-hun grab her hand gently. “I got you.” He whispered. Once the merry-go-round stopped and the number was ‘2’ he instantly took off with her ultimately forgetting about any of the others. Even shamelessly (Y/n) did not even look back for In-ho. Once in the room the door instantly shut. The female leaned against the wall as Gi-hun was breathing heavily on the other side of the room, “Gi-hun, are you okay?”

Gi-hun did not bother to answer before walking over to (Y/n) and kissing her deeply. The female lets a shaken moan out as their bodies are pressed against each other. His hands hold her waist before lowering down her backside and cupping her ass. “G…Gi-hun, babe, we cant.” Her body was on fire for this handsome older man.

“You love me… I know you do.” He let you go resting his forehead against yours.

“I…I do love you. I have since the moment I laid eyes on you. I can’t be with you Gi-hun. I wont risk getting attached-”

“Is it because of Young-Il? Is that the true reason? I heard you both talking last night. I know you have feelings for him of some kind… I want to know if he-”

“No, my love it's not because of Young-Il… I care for you both but if I got too attached and lost either of you I… I wouldn't be able to ever move on.” When the doors unlocked she took his hand, “Talk later okay?”

Gi-hun nods walking out as their hand in hand. In-ho instantly noticed and sent a glare at Gi-hun who met his gaze with a stronger one.

…

(Y/n) was soaked in her friend's blood as she was on her knees. Gi-hun and Jung-Bae beside her on their knees. In front of them stood a man who organized the games. With a quick hand motion from the man in the black mask, Jung-Bae was pulled away. Gi-hun went to help but a gun was quickly pulled out.

“Don’t” (Y/n) begged, tearing up. Her eyes widen as the gun slowly is lowered.

“I love you (Y/n).” The Front Man whispered she glared into his eyes.

“I hate you.” She glared. In-ho took a moment before removing his mask. Both (Y/n) and Gi-hun gave his a look showing all their bundled up emotions. “You… are the Frontman. HOW COULD YOU!” (Y/n) cried loudly .

In-ho leans down, “My real name is In-ho, I joined yes, but I never expected to fall in love with you! Please… Let me have you before anything else happens… Gi-hun.” He turned to his friend who reluctantly nodded they both desired you and that over powered all current feeling. The triangle guard let Gi-hun free before leaving.

“Please lets forget about all of this. For a few moments.” Gi-hun adds agreeing with In-ho. What felt like eternity she agrees.

Gi-hun instantly pulled her against his frame smashing their lips together. In-ho kneels down pressing against her back side kissing up (Y/n)’s neck. The female moaned loudly into the kiss as her body is sandwiched between theirs. “Fuck.” She gasped as Gi-hun trailed down to the other side of her neck. In-ho proceeded to slides his large hands under her shirt cupping her bare breasts. Her nipples already were hard. “Ngh! (Y/n) whined as he pinch them roughly pulling her buds harshly.

“Take her shirt off.” In-ho growled.

“Slide her pants down.” Gi-hun adds. (Y/n) had no time to react before her shirt was being lifted and sweatpants pulled down swiftly. Once practically naked she puts a hand on their bulges rubbing both men. They let out a shaken groan each, Gi-hun’s voice held a submissive tone while In-ho growled dominantly. Their already hardening cocks were at full attention. Gi-hun’s leaking precum at the tip. In-ho leans his forhead against (Y/n)’s shoulder cock twitching as she worked both touch starved men.

“F-Fuck I’m close.” Gi-hun whined.

In-ho chuckled,” Baby slow down before he blows a load in your hands. Let us inside of you.”

“MMmm… But will b-both fit?” She asked inhaling as Gi-hun reached down feeling her soaking wet panties.

“Fuck you are soaked honey. Did jerking us off turn you on that much?.. Yes dear we will both fit.”

(Y/n) nods and spreads her legs, In-ho nods to Gi-hun, She arches, feeling both their cocks brushing her entrance. “AHH FUCK Gi-hun. In-ho!~” (Y/n) was held up by the men who began roughly thrusting into her tight and warm pussy.

“Fuck baby you are tight.” “Your pussy was made for your us.” “Going to fill you up.”

Both of their praises made the knot tighten inside of her. “FUCK!” She cried out as their cock meet the perfect rythem until she felt the euphoria hit all at once. Her pussy clams down making both men cum deep inside. The three now lay there panting in pleasure. (Y/n) closed her eyes.

“I love you both.” Her voice is strained. Gi-hun instantly responsed with a quick ‘I love you back’ .

In-ho sighed deeply kissing her cheek knowing nothing would be the same after this. He loved her too much.

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sturnslutz · 3 days ago

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mustang baby.

please don't read if you are uncomfortable with the slight topic of disobeying religion.

after school, matt and you texted a bit, just telling him where you live at and the subtle flirting, more so coming from him. matt had texted you about 10 minutes ago that he was 15 min away, so that gives you about 5 more minutes to recollect yourself.

you wore a simple pink dress, that was a little short, but it wasn't like he was taking you to a restaurant, he was probably just going to drive around, smoke a bit, and then go to his house.

to say you were nervous was a understatement. matt had this energy that made you more shy than you actually were. while you were trying to collect your thoughts, your phone rang.

you looked over, it was matt. you picked it up.

"hey pretty. 'm outside."

"okay, im coming."

you heard him hum in response, so you hungup and got into your shoes. you walked out of your house and was met with a 1965 ford mustang. you smiled at the car, admiring it as he got out of the driver's seat, walking to the other side and opening the door for you.

"hey, baby. go ahead." he smirked at you, kissing your head as you smiled and muttered a small, "hi" back to him. you got into the warm car and was overcome quickly by the lingering smell of weed.

he closed the door, being mindful of your knees before, walking back to his side. he slid back in, sighing, and starting the car. the heater turned on, and the soft music of deftones filled the car.

"y'comfy?" he asked as he turned his head to you, while starting to drive the car out of your neighborhood. "yeah, very." you smiled softly at him, before he nodded, paying his attention back to the road.

"y'look really good. i like this dress." he said softly, reaching his hand over, tugging the edge of the dress softly, causing a chill to run through you. "really? thank you. i didn't know if it was too immodest or anything." you admit, your voice getting a bit louder than your whispers before.

you heard matt laugh softly and scoff. "immodest? baby, i'ont care about that. look at me, im the definition of that shit. you religious or sum?" you laugh softly at his response. "kinda. i don't really know. my parents are, but i'm not too interested in it." he nodded, understanding.

"mmm, alright. i get that. so like you a virgin or somethin'?" he asks, more calm than before, but now looking at you for your response. "um, yeah. i haven't done anything before, actually. i haven't even had my first kiss or held hands with anyone. except like my mom, i guess."

his eyebrows raise in a bit of shock at your admission. "really? that's kinda crazy. not to you, but it's like now kinda hard to find someone who hasn't done a single thing. it's not bad though, baby. y'just saving yourself for someone special, huh?"

you nod in response to his question. you would never admit this to him, but you would be more than glad to allow him to do everything to you. even if you didn't know what "everything" was, you would allow him to do it.

he nods back to you, redirecting his attention back to the road, letting his right hand fall on your thigh, starting to rub your thigh softly. "this okay?" "y-yeah."

he smirks as he feels goosebumps rise on your skin, as he leans his hand farther down into your thigh, now rubbing your inner thigh so close to the point you needed him, but he didn't know that yet.

he pulled up to a well known park in downtown boston and parked underneath some trees. he turned off the engine, but making no move to get out. "are we gonna go outside?" you say softly, looking over to him. he shook his head, rubbing your thigh still.

"nah, i jus' wanted to come and smoke a bit. i jus' wanna talk. we gonna head back to my house though and we can chill if you want." he says softly as he pulls a joint and lighter out of his pocket. he pulls his hand away from your thigh to help him light it.

smoke filled the car as he rolled down his window a bit to not suffocate the both of you. you both remained in silence as his hand falls back down to your thigh. "y'good?" he says, smoke flowing out of his mouth. you nod and hum back in response. you eye the blunt in his mouth, which catches his attention. "here. open your mouth. y'know what shotgunning is? not the beer kind." you shake your head no, and he grabs your jaw softly, pulling you closer to him.

"y'okay with me kissing you?" he asks softly, making sure. your eyes widen a bit as the thought rings through your mind, before nodding. he smirks, taking a hit and leaning his mouth to you, your lips touching as smoke fills your mouth. you're caught off guard as he mutters a soft, "inhale f'me." against your mouth before pulling away.

you do so, and blow the smoke out. he smirks as he rubs your jaw softly, pulling you to him again, but his blunt dangling from his left hand. he kisses you softly, and you do the same, following his movements. he notices you becoming more into it, so he lets his tongue run against your lip, which you open your mouth to, letting his tongue into your mouth.

his grip on your jaw becomes a bit tighter, as he kisses you with more passion. you continue to follow his movements, creating a perfect sync between the two of you. he pulled away from you, both of you desperate for air. he smirks at you, once he realizes he was your first kiss.

he leans back in his seat, letting his hand come off your jaw, falling back to your thigh. he pulls the blunt back to his lips, the smoke filling the car once again. you sit back in your seat, your face flushed. you just had your first kiss with matt sturniolo.

some time passes as you calm into the slight high you were experiencing. "so why'd you transfer to shs?" you say without a thought before.

he sighed before speaking. "i got expelled out of full circle. some dumb shit. so me and my brothers switched to shs." you nodded. "your brothers are chris and nick, right?" he nods, looking at you. "y'know them?" "yeah, me and nick have art together and me and chris have a couple classes together. im friends with both of them."

"a'ight. yeah, i figured they would like you. i also heard people refer to you as 'angel.' that what you go by?" you shrug softly. "yeah. no one really calls me my actual name besides teachers and my parents sometimes. you can call me it too." he laughs softly.

"oh, trust me i will. it's a hot name for you." you roll your eyes, smiling at his teasing. his blunt died out, so he started his engine again. "m' good at driving, trust me. we'll be good."

he started driving home, and his house wasn't that far from the park. he pulled into his driveway, shutting off his engine. his hand patted your thigh before getting out of the car, walking over to your side and opening your door.

you got out of the car, stretching. he put his hand on your back, following next to you as the both of you walked up to his door. "my parents aren't home, but my brothers are." you smiled at the thought of your friends being there, and nodded. he opened the door, allowing you to go first.

chris was on the couch and looked up to the door and his eyes lit up. "angel? what are you doing here?" he got up and walked over, giving you a friendly hug. "we're hanging out." matt replied for you. you didn't see, but chris gave him a confused look. "angel, nick is in his room, lemme talk to matt real quick. his room is down the hall over there." chris said to you softly, pointing to the hall. you nodded, walking over and making your way to nick's room, talking to him.

once chris noticed you closed nick's door, he looked back at matt. "what the fuck? you aren't getting with her." matt scoffed as he leaned against the wall next to him. "yeah, right. like i listen to you. it's not like i'm gonna hurt her. at least not that i plan to anytime soon." chris rolls his eyes at this, knowing matt's reputation.

"angel's gonna fall for you. y'know that. you're gonna fuck her and leave. i know how you are, matt. you can't do that to her." matt quickly defended himself. "you don't know shit about me, chris. we might be brothers, but you don't know how my mind works. i might be a piece of shit, but i'm not gonna hurt her."

"whatever." chris rolls his eyes and walks away from matt. matt makes his way to nick's room. "c'mon angel, let's go to my room." you nodded, getting up off of nick's bed, and walking out. matt showed you to his room, closing the door.

he fell onto his bed, dragging you with him. you got comfortable next to him, getting under his blanket. he kissed your lips softly, which you reciprocated. his hand rubbed your covered hip softly. he pulled his lips away from you, rubbing your cheek. "m' not gonna do anything else with you, tonight. i wanna keep your innocence a bit longer."

you nodded at this, kissing his lips once again. after a bit, he pulled away again. "y'sleeping over?" you hummed, nodding. "yeah, my parents are out of town. i don't have any extra clothes though." he shook his head, standing up and walking to his dresser. "here. wear some of my clothes." he handed you a clean shirt and some of his boxers. he turned around as you begin changing.

"im done." he turned back around, smirking at the sight of you in his clothes. he grabbed your dress, throwing it into his hamper, making a silent reminder to wash it and give it back.

he leaned back down next to you, and you rested your head against his shoulder. he let his hand fall onto your back, rubbing it softly. he noticed your breathing get slower over time as you fell asleep, and he allowed himself to sleep too.

sure he was a dirtbag, but he didn't want to hurt you.

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cornyforjk · 13 days ago

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Drive you crazy | day 10 | jjk

⤷ SUMMARY In which you are stuck living with an arrogant rookie racer who thinks of you as an obstacle, ready to ruin your glory, but things get heated when he has a pervy smile hidden under that pretentious attitude. Emotions that are complicated. You could never fall for your enemy! He's sabotaging you.

Pairing: racer!jk × racer!oc

Genre: angst and pure filth smut

Warnings: trash language

taglist: @tatamicc @jwnghyuns @nono13bnd @hagridshaircare @tatzzzz @suashifts @kyuupii-blog @bananaminnie-blog @rispwr @spideyjimin

A/note: HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! I can't believe this is the last chapter. We've come a long way. And I wanna thank all of you who've supported me and stayed with me since the start. I love you guys a lot❤️

Anw, I do have some prompts for my new series but requests are open!! I'll do oneshots and drabbles for this series as well.

Okay bye guyssss Enjoyyy!!!

Edit: WTF GUYS!!!??? HIW THF DID I FORGET TO WRITE THE NAME OF THE FIC IM THE STARTING LOLLLL I'M SO SORRY 😭😭😭😭😭

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I took a deep breath and apologized for leaving him hanging on the bus, but Jungkook didn't respond, either by acknowledging my words or accepting my apology.

Trying to ease the tension, I called over a waiter and said, "Since your date is finally here, let's begin this dinner?"

I smiled and used a lighter I had on hand to light the candle in the middle of the table. Jungkook smiled, and I could sense a subtle shift in his mood.

He leaned in and spoke to the waiter in a smooth language I didn't understand. Within a few minutes, the waiter left with a nod and a conflicted expression.

I couldn't help but express my surprise.

"You know French?"

Jungkook leaned back in his chair, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Darling, Locke isn't the only one who knows how to speak the language of love." He winked, clearly satisfied with his answer.

A few minutes later, our food arrived, and the main course was presented with a tin cover. As the waiter revealed the dish, a live chicken suddenly scurried across the table, causing havoc. Drinks staining the White tablecloth, fries scattered across the floor, the panic-stricken chicken moving towards a wine bottle and provoking it to crash down on the floor, the stick of candle fell along with it and a splash of fire stroke the floor, guests around shuffled hurriedly away from the chaos in distress, Jungkook and I grabbed bottles of ketchup aiming it towards the growing fire and shooting the tomato sauce trying to extinguish it."7 million dollar restaurant and not a glass of water in sight!" I shriek.

Jungkook sprang into action, launching himself toward the chicken. He coddled it with both hands, tamping down the chaos and preventing further mayhem. It was an unexpected turn of events, and I couldn't help but stare in amazement at Jungkook's quick thinking and ability to handle such a bizarre situation.

"We are really sorry, we'd like to pay for the damage that was done." "You better pay up." The waiter snapped.

"Why did you even bring out a living chicken?" I ask, puzzled. "Ahem? I'm sorry but your man ordered it with his broken French, utterly preposterous." The waiter said in a disgusted tone.

"Sir, why would we eat a living breathing chicken?" "I don't know what you Americans are into." He sassily lashed out.

I gasp dramatically, hand on my chest. "We are Korean!" Holding Jungkook's I "We are Korean!" Holding Jungkook's I storm out, "Let's get out of here."

After the chaos caused by the live chicken, Jungkook and I made a quick escape to the terrace of the restaurant. As we caught our breath, I couldn't help but ask him the burning question.

"Why didn't you just order like normal people do?" I inquired, a bemused smile on my face.

Jungkook chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "I wanted to impress you," he admitted.

I raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Impress me?"

He nodded a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Yeah, and to smack talk in Locke's face."

I couldn't help but giggle at his honesty and the absurdity of the situation.

"Well, I don't think we'll be allowed at Le Petit Bistro ever again."

We both shared a laugh, looking out over the skyline of the beautiful evening.

"Why do you always feel the need to compete with him?" I asked curiously.

Jungkook hesitated for a moment before answering, "Well, don't you get it...?"

I looked into his eyes, surprise giving way to genuine amusement. I burst into laughter, the sound echoing across the terrace. "You're a real nincompoop, you know that?"

"A nincompoop?" He cocked his eyebrow.

"An idiot."

Jungkook chuckled, his shoulders relaxing as he realized that I found his antics endearing. At that moment, as the evening breeze swept over us and the city lights twinkled in the distance, I couldn't help but appreciate the quirks that made Jungkook who he

was.

"Y/n...I-"

"I know."

"Jungkook, I know, but knowing that losing you would wreck my ability to love anyone as deeply as you-"

"You won't lose me." He reassured me. Grabbing my hand he pulled me closer.

Locke suddenly appeared, breaking our intimate moment, I noticed Jungkook's irritated expression. He threw Locke a dirty look before rolling his eyes and turning his attention back to the skyline.

I greeted Locke with a smile and asked, "What brings you here?"

Locke laughed, his carefree demeanour unaffected by the earlier chaos. "Well, everyone gathered at the restaurant, only to find out about the chaos you two created."

I chuckled and exchanged a knowing look with Jungkook. "So, are you ready to go? You must be hungry," Locke offered, extending a hand toward me.I shook my head, a mischievous glint in my eye. "I already went ahead on a date with Mr. Nincompoop over here." I nudged Jungkook playfully, earning a small chuckle from him.

Locke sighed in mock defeat, nodding his head in understanding as he made his way out. "You didn't have to do that," Jungkook whispered to me.

I leaned closer to him and whispered back, "I wanted to."

"I saw a taco truck nearby, let's get you dinner." He extends his arm as I take it.

"Shall we?"

"We shall."

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After stuffing our stomachs with the best tacos I've ever had, we were walking around the beach.

What could be something better than walking hand in hand with Jungkook while looking at the sunset? Nothing right?

"what are you doing after this?" Jungkook asks me to which I reply "nothing really"

I notice his lingering gazes and ouff, I feel all sorts of butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

Is it just me or is he actually leaning in on me? Oh fuck

What the fuck is wrong with me???? He was literally leaning in to kiss me and I faced the front omg.

The tension rose around us as his hold on my hands loosened. Shit shit what do I do now??

I stopped, abruptly turning towards him "wait wait, I didn't mean that" I said looking in his eyes.

His expression changed, a smirk growing on his lips,

"what did you not mean?"

Dude left me speechless like wtf.

Heat flushed throughout my body and all of a sudden I felt shy infront of him.

"I didn't mean that", my words came out as a whisper.

"didn't mean what babe?" Ughh he's so annoying

And to stop that annoying mouth of his, I only had one option.(😏)

I smashed my lips on his.

He stumbled for a sec, but gained back his control. And not just his, mine too. He grabbed my neck and kissed me hard. After like making out for 1 min and 27 secs, we pull out.

But it doesn't stop there. Jungkook pulls me down on the sand and hovers over me. He kisses my neck, jawline and my lips again. And dude,, I've never felt this wet in my whole life.

We're kissing eachother like mad people, completely forgotten of the fact we're literally at a beach.

It was the very loud sound of clicking which caught our attention.

Omg, it was jimin who was clicking pictures of us kissing and hoseok was there too, but he had his eyes covered by his own hand.

We jerked out of panic, pushing each other and standing up instantly. "WHAT THE FUCK JIMIN???"

"WHAT THE FUCK YOU GUYSSS!!!???" Hoseok yelled back.

Jimin, all of a sudden started laughing like a maniac. But why the fuck is hoseok- and now Jungkook laughing as well?? I should join too ig?

All four of us were very stupidly laughing of 2 mins 12 secs straight wtf?

"Okay stop now, wtf you guys? What are you doing here?" I ask that, feeling a lil shy.

"Well, you tell us. What were you guys doing huh?" Jimin said with a smirk.

"We-uh we were doing some cardio" Jungkook answered hesitantly. "Y-yeah yeah" and I agreed. Wow. We're so smart.

"Un-huh, i have the proooofff" and once jimin said that jungkook started chasing him. They were running here and there like 5 year olds. And why the fuck is hoseok running as well? This man, dude.

"OH MY GOD Y'ALL STOP THIS!!" I yelled but everyone was busy running.

And what could get worse? Everyone from the team came there. And all of them started chasing each other as well? WTF???

Jimin runs adjacent to me, and my arm hits his camera which flies off in the opposite direction. And before he could pick it up, jungkook catches him and I take the camera with me.

And now, I'm running as well. Great!

I run as far as I could and when I spot our rented car, i quickly get inside and hid in there.

I let out a sigh of relief and then decide to look at the stupid pictures he took.

But damn.

I might have just came.

No I'm kidding, but still. The pictures are clear. The first one I see is the one where we notice jimin, our eyes wide and face pale.

It induces a giggle from me, jungkook looks sooo cuteeeee.

The next one is hot, like hot hot. We're in such an awkward but sexy position, my hands in his hair and his on my waist. Ouff.

The next few ones are similar and then comes the one where I'm standing tip-toed, kissing the heck out of jungkook. This one is worth getting printed and put up the wall of our own house when we're married and have 3 or 4 or however kids and I tell them this my kids, this is how i met your dad. Omg.

I shrieked out when I heard thumping on the cars window but it's just jungkook. I unlock the door fir him to get inside. He sits besides me, still with that dreamy look in his eyes.

"how did the pictures come out?" He asked, voice laced with tease.

" pretty great, they'll help me get off tonight" i said , with the same hint of tease.

"why use a picture, when you can have me tonight?" He says, shifting closer to me.

"who said I can have you tonight?" I asked innocently.

His expression changed, same as when I accidentally swerved him. Omgg he looked soo cuteeeee.

I controlled my laugh, before continuing

"I'll have you right now" the infamous smirk reached his lips again as he pulled me onto his lap, kissing me again.

His hands on my waist tickled and I laughed out loud. And this bitch, took the opportunity and started tickling me fr.

After several threats and pleas, jungkook finally stops. I look in his eyes, full of love and adore, fuck I want him so bad

"I love you y/n." He said, as if he read my mind.

"i love you too jungkook." I replied, as if I heard his heart.

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Day9

And this was an end of my first ever series, thank you everyone.

You can send asks regarding the characters and can ask the characters questions too, they'll reply back. Requests are open, so do send me ideas for drabbles.

#jeon jungkook #jungkook #jungkook angst #jungkook fanfic #jungkook imagine #jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #jeon jungkoooook #bts #bts ff #bts imagines #bts imagine #jjk #jjk x reader

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the-palelady · 3 months ago

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CAN I PLZ HAVE SOME HUNTER GHOST MAID READER HCS???? IM OBSESSED

anything for you my love! ( •̀ ω •́ )♡

cw ; brief mentions of blood

hunter!ghost is silent as he comes and goes through cainhurst castle, not even speaking to queen annalise, but he’ll stop to speak with you

your focus tends to be drawn to whatever is in front of you whether that be wiping dust from the candelabras, sweeping the floors, or brushing away the patches of snow that build up on the flower boxes outside

ghost likes to catch you off guard, finding your little yelps or squeals endearing

when the two of you first met, you were far too shy to say anything, instead cautiously watching him as he sauntered off with an amused glimmer in his eyes

but now that you are much more familiar with the hunter’s presence, you instead turn to playfully smack his arm, “what if thou possessed a weapon?!”

“lil’ dove like ya would never think twice to carry a weapon.”

ghost is a hunter. of course he’s clever, astute. so he knows how to roam about the palace undetected, and he uses this to his advantage

you could be completely immersed in your daily tasks, unaware that the hunter is lurking within the shadows literally 2 steps to your left or right, maybe right behind you

ghost enjoys watching how concentrated you are when it comes to your work, your brows pinching as you try to rub an extra tough stain out of the curtains or the secret little curses you let slip when you drop the laundry

despite how frail and soft you might look, you are a spitfire

ghost could return late one night from an extra bloody fight, tracking in blood and remnants of pieces of beasts flesh that stick to his coat

and you’re right there at the big double doors, hounding the hulking hunter with a broom in one hand and a feather duster in the other, the two pointed at him as if to intimidate him

he thought it was cute honestly

“milady wouldst be furious if thou sees the hall in such disarray!!!”

you would force him into the guest chambers, grabbing at his hunter’s garb and tearing it from his body piece by piece (making sure to keep the filth off of the rugs of course)

you’d have a warm bath already prepared for him, something you had started doing the first night he had come back to the castle from a hunt

ghost would never admit that it was what he looked forward to the most when returning

the water smelt of lavender, the warmth of it immediately soothing him as soon as he stepped foot into the wash tub

and you were always there, like the dove you were, nimble fingers rubbing out the knots in his shoulders and upper back

sometimes you’d secretly make him silly hats with the bubbles

“wha’s goin’ on back there?”

“n-nothing! nothing!”

he’d relax back while you continue to giggle, your nails dragging delicately along his scalp and working the soap in before rinsing it out

when you were done, you’d stand in an attempt to give him his privacy, knowing the mental and physical toll that being a hunter had to have on him. who wouldn’t want their privacy after such a long night?

but he’d reach out before you could step away, his beast like hands wrapping around the circumference of your wrist and pulling you back to sit on your stool

he’d ask you about your day although he knew you had a routine that was hardly ever broken

however, you indulged him anyway, rambling on about your day despite how miniscule it was compared to what he did

in the mornings, he can’t help but crack a smile at the neatly folded clothes that you’ve left him at the end of his bed

the subtle scent of you lingers along the the fabrics, and after a fight he’ll sometimes catch a whiff of you, the smell calming him more than the oils you use in his baths ever could

you live in this man’s head (i’m talking rent free) 24/7

he seeks you out like a lost puppy when he doesn’t have beasts to hunt, you becoming his sole source of entertainment

you’d huff and puff in annoyance as he follows you up and down the halls, simply just watching you clean

sometimes queen annalise will spot you whacking him on the head with your feather duster (the feather part of course)

it’s just been you and the queen for so long, so you secretly enjoy having ghost here, his presence a breath of fresh air

and he feels the same about you, your smile awakening something in his cold heart

sometimes he’ll steal a quick peck on the lips from you while you’re yelling about him making a mess, and you’ll go silent immediately, a look of shock and exasperation on your face

“cat go’ ya tongue, love?”

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killergee · 5 months ago

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Omggg we need more of the kendo player! Hoshina x Archer! Reader 🛐🛐🛐 I beg of you 😭😭

AHHHH, IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT! ❤️💗💖🩷❣️

I feel like everything's been said and done, so I don't think I'm gonna continue the story. BUT here's a short little one-shot to feed your desires.

Kind of part 1

Synopsis: Hoshina tries to teach you kendo but things don't go as expected. Or actually, it goes exactly as expected.

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Despite the tournaments being over, you and Hoshina kept the unspoken promise of staying late after school to practice. Though, "practices" are now filled more with talking than the cracks of swords or the twang of bowstrings—but that's between the two of you. Somehow, the talking then turned into Hoshina making you try kendo.

You don't know if you agreed because you were bored or because Hoshina brainwashed you enough into thinking kendo was kind of cool. Or maybe it was because of the sparkle in his eyes and the nervousness in his voice when he earnestly asked you that you couldn't refuse...

No.

It was definitely the brainwashing.

So, for the last couple of days, Hoshina taught you the more fun aspects of Kendo. The swinging of the sword, how to parry, he spoke so excitedly when teaching you.

However, somewhere along the lines, he started to move closer to you. Wrapping his arms around yours to help you hold your sword, whispering instructions into your ears, holding your hips to stop them from moving too much. You didn't know if he was doing it on purpose or not. But he seemed oblivious to the way you would cup your ear or grip your sword harder when he turned away.

Before you acted like you'd rather die than ever learn kendo. So Hoshina was excited to see you actually put effort into his teachings. Blinded by your progress, he tries to put kendo armour on you.

"Now don't get too excited, I'm not putting all of that on." You say, drawing the line at putting on the gross and probably sweaty armour.

Hoshina raises his eyebrows in surprise. "Huh? I thought ya were startin' to like it?"

"I don't particularly like it or dislike it."

"Then why are ya putting up with the lessons then?"

"No reason at all." You respond too quickly, cheeks puffing out in embarassment feigned annoyance.

Seeing how you refuse to look into his eyes and how your body seems to be closing in on itself, hoshina eyes widen at the realization. A small smile grows on his face as he approaches you.

"Oh? Is there something else ya like about these lessons?" He asks as he comes to stand face to face with you. Before you can say anything, he moves to stand behind you, his hands on your hips as he towers over you from behind.

"Maybe you're putting up with the sport you oh so despise because ya like how I touch you." He drawls out, the lightness in his voice replaced with something much deeper and intimate.

He leans his head down over your shoulder, slowly bringing one of his hands up to tuck your hair behind your ear. Lips ghosting over the shell of your ear, you let out a shaky breath.

"Or is it because of this?" He whispers, and the puffs of air tickle your ear.

He holds back a chuckle as he feels you sway a little—becoming almost putty in his hands. Your hands that were holding the wooden sword in position are now lowered with the tip of the sword touching the ground. The strength and haughtiness you usually exude is no longer to be found.

"I should've known." He reaches forward, his hands slowly snaking down your arms, his front pressing against your back. Wrapping his arms you, every inch of your body felt like it was being encompassed by his. He was overloading all your senses.

The wake of his touches leaves goosebumps on your skin. The subtle smell of his cologne invades your lungs. You try with all your strength to keep your eyes open and forward as his entirety envelops you.

But the moment you falter and begin to lean in, he takes the sword out of your hands. "You'd never want to learn such an ungraceful sport." He chuckles slyly, walking away from you towards the sword stand.

Red from head to toe, you sputter "I-I don't mind," as your hands feel especially empty now.

"Now, now, don't worry y/n," he lilts. "We can still have fun without the swords." His eyes hold a dangerous but hypnotizing shine. "Why, the fun's just getting started."

#soshiro hoshina x reader #hoshina soshiro x reader #kaiju no.8 fanfic #kaijuu 8 gou #kaiju no. 8 #fanfic #y/n #self insert #soshiro hoshina

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chaoticloving · 2 years ago

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idk if you write smut so if you’re uncomfortable totally ignore this!!! but!!! imagine y/n and recently fiance!harry and him fingering you with his ring finger talking abt marriage and shit 🫣🫣

future husband

Harry styles x reader (masterlist)

summary: Harry proposes and it leads to sex

warnings: smut

a/n: IM SORRY THIS TOOK TOO LONG I JUST NEEDED TO BE IN THE RIGHT MOOD TO WRITE SMUT AND THEN TUMBLR DIDNT PUT IT IN THE TAGS AHHH

Harry's ring obsession started when he was in his early twenties.

He rarely wore any type of a jewelry or anything flamboyant when he was younger. He painted his nails on occasion, something to relax himself with or whenever Y/n was doing hers, but nothing too grand.

But a simple silver chain given by his one and only changed that.

He started getting a little more into jewelry, necklaces, earrings, and his favorite, rings. He liked the intricate designs that rings ment; they could be loud and a stable piece, or they could be a subtle addition to the outfit.

They could also symbolize love.

After dating Y/n for three months, he knew he was certain that he wanted to stay forever with her, he just didn't allow himself to think of marriage this early into a relationship--at least not until his mother asked when he was going to propose after meeting her around their six-moth anniversary.

Finally though, after just under two years, he popped the question. He got a beautiful engagement ring, a band with beautiful engravings throughout, and of course, a huge fucking rock.

"Harry." Y/n sniffled, seeing Harry on his knee, ring in hand. "Of course, yes!"

A lovely proposal in a quiet and quant cottage away from civilization was perfect and exactly what they needed, not only for their privacy but for the ability to have sex in the middle of the woods. Harry bought this property not too long ago and waited for the right moment to take Y/n there, a proposal seemed like the best time.

The kissing of course led to more, how could it not? Harry was always a passionate lover, always eager to please, so it was honestly no surprise when the soft kiss turned more sensual.

"Fuck, I'm so glad you finally asked." Y/n mumbled softly as their lips kept touching, coming back for more. "Can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you as my husband."

Harry moved onto her neck, biting softly as he went down. "It's all I've ever wanted." He groaned as Y/n's hand trailed down to his pants, she teased him slightly, earning a moan from him. "And to please you again. Lay down."

Y/n made herself comfortable on the blue and white picnic blanket. Harry moved the basket and wine bottles out of the way. He pulled flipped her dress up, revealing her lacy set on panties.

"Planning to seduce me today?" He asked with a raised brow.

"I had a hunch you might be asking me to marry you." She shrugged her shoulders, biting her lip to hide, poorly, a cheeky smile.

"How?" Harry gasped, his fingers tracing the band of her underwear. "It was top secret!"

"Oh come on, H." She giggled, her hand coming up to stroke his cheek. "You take me on a surprise getaway, no one around, to a cottage that is darling... It's the most romantic thing you have ever done."

Harry blushed. The midday sun gleaming perfectly on his skin, twinkling his green eyes and highlighting the freckles that scattered his slightly tanned skin. Y/n couldn't help but feel so lucky. This beautiful man, inside and out, is now her fiancé; she started to tear up, which, of course, caused Harry to tear up as well.

"No don't start baby." She told him. "We need to focus so we can have sex. No tears now."

She wiped her tears then Harry's. "You started it." He mumbled, smiling as he finally pulled her panties down. "We just love each other too much."

"I guess so-" Y/n gasped as Harry entered a figure into her. The familiar feeling was welcomed as the subtle feeling of pleasure began to buble up inside of her. "Fuck that feels so good."

Harry was leaning half on and half off of her, his right hand fingering. her while his other held him up so he could kiss by her ear.

"Don't get one of your rings stuck in me." She warned, looking sternly at her love. Harry shook his head and kissed her softly.

"I would never."

Harry had on a simple band, one similar to the new one adorned on Y/n's finger. He figured while he was buying the engagement ring he could buy a matching one for himself.

"I can't wait to marry you." He spoke softly, creating a new hickey just under her ear lobe. "Gonna wanna fuck you again when I see you in that dress, don't know if I could wait till the honeymoon."

He added a finger, adding to the pleasure.

"And seeing you with that ring...It's going to be as sexy as your lingerie. Just knowing you're mine and I'm the only one that can ever see you like this."

"Fuck, H. Gonna come."

"I'm the only one who will get to see my wife like this. And everyone will know I can only to this do you...I'm the only one capable." Harry's words were possessive yet reassuring, the constant validation that he was the only one for her pushed her over the edge, leaving a gasp from her mouth.

"Har I need you inside." She yanked him fully on-top of her, unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down after Harry quickly pulled his fingers out of her, but not before a little taste.

He helped her strip himself, knowing she is just as possessive as him but just doesn't always vocalize it, but her actions speak louder than her lack of words.

Harry entered Y/n, the euphoric feeling washing over him as he let out a loud moan, mentally thanking himself for buying the isolated land. "Feel so good."

"You stretch me out so much." She gasped. "My future husband."

Harry thrusted, a reflex from her words in her sexy, faint, voice. "Don't say that or else I'm going to come in less then a minute." He paused, staring into his loves eyes. "Want to impress my future wife."

"You impress me every day. Every time I see you I have something new I love about you." Y/n leaned in a kissed him, it was mainly teeth, but still perfect nonetheless. "Today it's your cock."

Harry stopped thrusting briefly. "You mean it hasn't impressed your before today?"

"It's the first time I've been impress by my fiancé's cock, I was already impressed when he was my boyfriend." She assured. Harry rolled his eyes and got back to thrusting, moving his ring finger down to her core and rubbing soft circles on her clit, making her jolt slightly.

"I'm gonna cum again, H."

"Me too."

They both moaned as they climaxed at the same time. Harry collapsed onto Y/n's chest, arms exhausted from keeping himself up. They stayed like that for no more then five minutes, Harry's cock softening inside of her as they relaxed.

"I can't believe you're going to be my wife." Harry thought out loud. "Never thought I'd work up the courage."

"Why? You knew I'd say yes."

"I dunno, just all the what-if's got inside my head. You know how that is." Harry mumbled, nuzzling his face into the side of her neck. He kissed over her blooming hickeys too, soft contrast between his sexual and romantic desire for her.

"Well your next biggest concern is finding were to go for our honeymoon." Y/n said. "Might have to go all over."

"I'll pay for every penny of it."

"Most defiantly. You know I have expensive taste." Y/n joked. "The wedding is going to cost half a fortune on its own."

Harry smiled, kissing her cheek then her lips. "I'd spend all the money in the world to make you happy. I'd go broke to see you smile."

"Stop, you're going to make me cry again." She whispered, tears starting to form.

"I'll just kiss them away, my love." He sighed. "It's my job as your future husband."

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mimisplayground · 1 year ago

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If I can’t have you baby, no one else in this world can. ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

I hope everyone likes it! This is part two of my other Toji fic where he was jealoussssss~ I hope u all enjoy :3 (part one linked at da bottom)

Tags: Dacryphillia (brief), Rough sex, Mentions of Murder, Mean Toji, He talks abt marrying you during sex????? (not clickbait)(gone wrong)(gone sexual), Spanking (kinda brief too), JEALOUS TOJI!!!, very light bondage, HES SWEET BUT IN SUBTLE WAYS!!, Degrading, Overstimulation, Thigh Fucking (brief), Doggy Style, Mating Press

I couldve missed some tag sorryyyyyyy, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

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Toji hadn’t heard from you in a week. A whole week of no contact from you, and he could feel his eye twitch as he knocked on your door.

And he was even more angry when you opened the door with a bratty pout on your face. “What do you want Fushiguro?” You huffed out, frowning at him.

He had to resist the urge to lean forward to smother you entirely. He treats you real nice and you wanna call him by his last name? Like he didn’t have you screaming his first name only a week prior? “Wanna know why you’re ignoring me, baby.” He tries his luck with being sweet with you first, a disingenuous smile on his face.

He quickly regrets the sweet act when you roll your eyes in his face. “Made me block my other guy.” You muttered out, and Toji felt his hand fist up for a moment. “He was a good fuck,” you started off, stupid of you to do in Toji’s opinion “and you made me block him like you’re up here all that often anyways. Can’t keep me satisfied and got rid of the one who could.”

By the end of your sentence, Toji had reached the end of his patience. He leans forward, and his hand grips your shoulder for a moment. “Im gonna go, and I’m gonna bash that guys skull in. And when I’m done you’re gonna be on the bed, where I’m gonna fuck you so hard you forget your own name. Ok?” He was at a borderline whisper, and you felt yourself shuddering at the threat he spoke last time being reiterated.

You throw yourself to hug him when he goes to turn. The idea of some man dying just for getting his dick wet didn’t sit right with you. “Tojiiiii,” You whined out, looking at him as pitifully as you could. “I didnt mean it Toji, I was just trying to get you riled up.” You admitted bashfully (in a poor attempt to earn pity points from a man who doesn’t pity anything), ignoring how hot your face felt when you heard - and felt - his chuckle at the confession.

You’re led into your place, a hand gently cradling your back as you’re led to your room and you can’t help but think that your confession had subdued Toji’s anger, even momentarily.

So imagine your surprise when you find your face smushed into the bed, hands tied behind your back when a soft satin ribbon and your ass in the air. And the first time his hand landed on your ass it was shocking enough to make you jolt forward with a small squeal. The hits that came after still earning groans and grunts of pain from you.

Even if he wouldn’t admit it, he was being soft on you, he always was. But he made a promise that you would forget your own name and he intended to hold true on that.

“Fucking whore” he huffed, another smack landing on your ass “bratty bitch, gotta be put back in your place.” His hands grip your hips and you squirm in anticipation.

His fingers find their way inside you first, working you open with so much precision you felt he was playing you like an instrument. Three fingers deep inside, and god did they hit the perfect spots each time. “You tryna get dick from someone else? I’m all you need baby.” He says, jealous vemon laced in every word.

“Just you Toji, ‘m sorry, didn’t mean it.” You whined, and you hear a cruel laugh as his fingers leave you. “Now I’m Toji? Not Fushiguro?” He questions in a mean tone even as his hands massage your back.

(He said it was to help with prep when he first did it. Your questioning leaving him a bit scrambled before he claimed it made the sex better. You had believed him at first, until you realized it was just a small act of care. You never called him on it, you enjoyed it even.)

“Begging isn’t gonna work on me this time, cute little whore.” Toji says with a mocking coo, pushing his pants down to pump his dick with his own fist a few times. And as he stares at your back, he can’t help but want to break his own promise and just fuck into you. Not that he actually would, but he was tempted.

He slips his dick between your thighs, thrusting lightly and kissing at your neck. “Talking about another guy in front of me, giving me a bitchy ass attitude,” he seems to be recounting his grievances with you, a hand reach to grip your waist when you try to grind down onto the dick between your thighs. “Don’t know who you belong to yet? That it? Maybe I should put a ring on your finger and make you understand.” He groans, listening to your pleads for him to just put it in already.

And when he finally complies it’s like bliss. His hand is gripping your wrists before he unties the ribbon holding them together. Your hands grip the sheets at either side of you, and you sigh happily as he kisses your poor red wrists. You turn your head, kissing him on his cheek.

Toji’s mind seems to blank for a moment before he’s pulling out and flipping you onto your back. And with your legs thrown over his shoulders as your bent almost in half, he fucks you into a mating press so brutal that your mind blanks.

“Gonna make you mine baby, put a ring on your finger. You’re never gonna get away from me.” He grunts and almost growls, watching your eyes roll back with tears streaming down your face. “Gonna keep you locked in, you love saying my last name so much, now you’re gonna share with me.” His thrusts were deep, and hard, and agonizingly perfect that you could help but violently twitch as an earth shattering orgasm runs through you.

He fucks you through it, and you feel an awful sense of deja-vu as you go hurtling toward your next one.

Toji grabs your left hand, and you stare at him in a stupid, fucked dumb look of curiosity and whined when he bit your ring finger hard. And you whined even more when he forced his own left ring finger into your mouth, telling you to bite hard. You comply and watch him fill with a sinful glee. “There you go baby, it’s our wedding rings.” He says with a soft grin, his brutal thrusts being an absolute opposite of the look.

With orgasm three coming quick, you’re almost relieved to feel his rhythm falter and stutter, and you scream into the room filled with sweat and sex as you feel another final brutal slam of his pelvis into yours, and you feel your insides fill up with his cum.

He pulls out, getting up and walking to the bathroom, and you sigh through closed and tired eyes as you feel him wipe you down with a warm damp cloth and few minutes later. A blanket is thrown over you both as he spoons you.

His thumb traces the bitemark he left on your finger, you completely pliant and stupid in his arms. You couldn’t seem to think of an answer when he looked at you with a devilish smile and innocently asked “so, what’s your name?”

The next morning, waking up to Toji cuddled up with you and a subtle rumbling snore coming from him had to be the best feeling in the world.

Your legs were jelly, and when Toji woke up and had finally pulled himself up, he brought you water and a small plate of fruits. You watch him get dressed with a pout. “Toji…where are you going so soon?”

He turns and the smile he had was an almost boyish expression. “I told you last night,” You felt your blood freeze for a moment as you stared at Toji, your legs unable to move.

“Im gonna go bash that guys skull in.” He left a small peck on your forehead and a promise that he would he back soon.

God you hope that other guy had a quick death, if nothing else.

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UH….SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG… LOTS OF THOUGHT PUT INTO THIS ONE!!

Requests open :3

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jjjjeonww · 21 days ago

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joshua hong - "matching rings."

genre - fluff word count - 1202 ~~in which the heartthrob of the town, you, is in a secret relationship with the gentleman of the town, joshua. what happens when your classmates find out that you both have matching rings? a request from anonie <3 (author is going insane because she just listened to mingyu's cover of glimpse of us. author is also going insane incase this isn't what anonie rlly wanted.)

you and joshua had been the talk of the town for quite some time, with you being the heartthrob who effortlessly captured everyone's hearts and him being the ever-attentive gentleman, always going the extra mile to ensure the comfort of those he held dear. nobody knew the truth about you and joshua—you'd been dating for a year. it was difficult to keep things hidden, especially when you were around others. whenever Joshua spoke to you, his eyes would light up with affection, and you had to constantly remind him to conceal his true feelings. to ensure the secret stayed safe, you often had to give him subtle signals, like pinching his arm or gently smacking him, to bring his attention back to acting like just friends. it was difficult for him to treat you as if you were only a friend but then again, your reputations would be on the line if you revealed it. but whats so bad about revealing it? you'd have a lot of people hate on you since you already captured hearts of hundreds and he had comforted souls of hundreds. wouldn't it be weird that a girl whose known for her looks is dating a guy whose known for his personality?

obviously joshua being insecure about him dating the town's dearest could only feel more insecure whenever he saw guy after guy asking you out. to him they were all so much more handsome than he would ever be. so much more… perfect for you than he would ever be. but to you, he was just what you needed in your life. everytime you got asked out, you'd see joshua looking at you. his gaze unwavering while his heart ached in the worst way. day after day after day, boy (or girl) after boy after boy. you noticed he was slowly changing himself, becoming the joshua you didn't fall for. you confronted him about it and for the first time, you saw the gentleman cry. he felt too insecure of himself. watching you getting asked out while you were dating him by even better boys made him think he wasn't enough for you. you promised him that no matter what, he was the only boy you wanted, the only boy you needed, the only boy you loved. it made him feel better but what made him feel great was when you both had agreed to go to the library when it was lunch and if anybody asked, it would just be seen as a friend date. while he was making bracelets (most probably for his family members, he's so cute im jsjsjjsjfjsjjsj), you were reading a poetry book. you occasionally glance at him and the designs he's making. oh he's too cute. "y/n! look! does it look cute?" his voice snapped you out of your thoughts and you looked over at the bracelet he was done making. you smiled and nodded, "it looks adorable shua." he blushed and giggled at your compliment. "shua. put this on." you slipped him a ring, a ring identical to the one you were wearing. "huh?? isn't this yours?" joshua looked at you, head tilted with a confused look on his face. when he looked at your hands your ring was already on your finger and it took him a while but when he finally got the hint, his face lit up and he smiled brightly. "whats it for…?" he asked. his confused face returning as you chuckled and whispered, "for me to prove that i'm yours. and for whoever asks me out. i can just wave my hand infront of their face." and from then on, the matching rings were a symbol of your promise to him. to promise that no matter what, you were his, and he was yours.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✶.˚⟡˖ ࣪ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "hey josh," joshua's closest friend, hyunjae, who was also your younger brother, greeted, his cheerful voice catching joshua's attention as they approached for their usual secret handshake. "oh, hey," joshua replied, his gaze darting to you as you walked into class. the thought of him actually dating the town's darling made him giddy. when he saw a friend of yours putting her head on your shoulder as you wrapped an arm around her to make her feel safe and comfy made him think: 'how did I get so lucky to be with her?' he thought maybe it was his silly demeanour that drew you in. or maybe it was just all of him.

suddenly, junseo, the class clown who managed to annoy everyone, spoke loudly, saying, "ewww, look at joshua! he's wearing a ring; he's so girly! are you married or something? you got a wife?". joshua's heart nearly stopped at the words. he glanced down at his ring finger, where the matching ring was. fuck. he quickly put his hand inside his pocket as he fidgeted to get the ring off before anybody could notice and right when junseo was about to call everybody to see the ring, joshua quickly put his hand back on the table acting like nothing had happened. but lucky for junseo, he was able to describe the image of the ring perfectly. "well well well mr joshua hong. a bit confident are we? thinking you could get the ring off just like that." junseo laughed loudly in a condescending tone. "ladies and gentlemen! gather around as i reveal joshua's feminine secret. the ring he was wearing just now had a pastel pink coloured heart."

you gulped, silently praying that people won't believe junseo and that they'll take joshua's side but just then one of your friends, hyeri,(who is dating junseo) speaks, "wait a minute… y/n has the same exact ring that you just described!" your eyes widened and you tried to slip the ring off but hyeri took your wrist and lifted it, showcasing the ring. joshua put his hand in his pocket, fiddling with the ring before standing up and taking his hand out of the pocket and mistakenly letting the ring fall onto the ground. hyeri let go of your hand and sprinted towards the floor to take the ring before returning back to you. she compared the rings, the colour and the shape. junseo walked over to hyeri and took a closer look at the rings, "they're the exact same…".

just then hyunjae spoke, "so what? it's not like their dating. its just a coincidence. you guys just like to create rumours to stir up drama. thats how boring your lives are. so boring to the point that you try to make up shit just to get some attention. fucking losers. leave joshua and y/n alone." and there it was. silence. complete silence. nobody dared to say a word and everybody returned back to their seats. junseo lowered his head and gave back the ring to joshua and hyeri let go off your wrist. and joshua swore he saw hyunjae mouth to you, "found out your little secret." with a wink. for now only hyunjae knew about your secret connection with joshua. and it was comforting to know that atleast one person knew, and it was even more comforting because it was your brother.

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sukioyakio · 5 months ago

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𝐒𝗂ᥣ𝖾𐓣𝗍 𝐖α𝗍𝖼ɦ𝖾𝗋

Paring: Sukuna ryoman (Heian) xServant fem!reader

An: Here is part three of this series and hope y’all like and this one will be longer than the last one.I had my bestie on a call helping with me on this,background mc baby!!Also a familiar character will be showing up in the part.

Taglist: @lil-annonie @mxrgodsstuff @scoobysnakz

@eravariety

@totallygyomeiswife

@chilichopsticks

@mononijikayu

GO HELP THIS FAMILY IN NEED To get out the war

Word count:6,612

Pev|<Pev||<- ->Next?

Uraume looks at you with a stern expression as they watch you bowing your head down at them with respect and honor. They come up to you,beginning to talk.

“Listen here,(____) I need you to comfort his lord while I’m out with Ms June for supplies for his lord Meal.” They said. Now continuing on

“Give lord Sukuna a massage.I’ve promise him that I’ll do it but I’m currently working on something else for the moment” They said with authority and strictness tone,their eyes with filled with coolness in them.

During the time of that you see June giving you an apologetic look which you shook your head slowly and gently let out a sigh.

“Of course master Uraume . . . I’ll do my part” You spoke in a calm voice,giving uraume and June a unfazed expression. Uraume nods in approval, satisfied with your response. "Good," they say. "He's in a foul mood, but you know how to handle him better than most."

June looks relieved, grateful that you've agreed to do the task. "Thank you," she murmurs softly. "I'm really sorry you have to do this."

You give her a reassuring smile, silently telling her that it's alright. Uraume steps back from the door, gesturing for you to enter the room.

Uraume hummed in satisfaction and start to walk the opposite direction of where you standing.As they called in June with a stern voice.

June walking quickly behind before looking at you mouthing the words ‘im sorry’ again before she goes to join with uraume.

You opening the door and walked inside the room;Talking a big breath in and letting it out. While closing the door behind you. The room completely dark not a single light source on in his majesty room.

You have done this before many times yet everything you do take care of his lord it always makes you scared in sense of the reminder of your love one cry’s ringing in your head and his presence makes you completely shut down in the voice department.

“Lord Sukuna…?I’m here.. under uraume place.” You announced quietly as you grab the wall near you to make keep you steady on your foot,of the room.To at least find a torch in order to see in this filthy dark space.

The room is thick with shadows, its darkness so complete that it's almost tangible. The air is heavy with the scent of Sukuna's presence, a mixture of blood, sweat, and a subtle hint of something more sinister.

You feel your way along the wall, searching for a torch or some other source of light to break through the oppressive darkness. After a few moments, you finally find a torch tucked away in the corner of the room.

You pick up the torch and light it with a strike of a flint, and suddenly the room is engulfed in a soft orange glow. Your heart banging against your chest like a drummer,as you froze from fear but through It doesn’t show up on your face.

His lord standing in front of you;Looking down at you with unreadable gaze his red eyes glowing with the soft glow of the orange fire.Even though there no emotion in his eyes you could feel that his glazes down at you with predator shining through his eyes.

You instantly find that he wasn’t wearing his robe on.He was just half naked with his four arms crossed.

He kept a steady stare with you before grumbling and moving away from you.He use one of his hands to run through his pink hair.As he growls lowly.

“how many times do I have to tell that fucking punk I dont need to be watched by anyone” He muttered as you heard the sound that seemed like his lord bed.

Sukuna plops down on his bed and lets out a frustrated huff. The four arms are still crossed as he scowls at the ceiling. You walk closer to him, holding the torch to give some light to the room.

He glances at you for a moment, his red eyes locking onto yours. "What the fuck are you peasant here for," he spits out, his voice laced with annoyance but tinged with a touch of exhaustion.

You clear up your throat,and keep your heart beating calm as possible.You don’t glance into his lord eyes and instead look at the torches flames.You could hear that his lord was exhausted but also annoyed. Keeping a steady yet quiet firm voice. “Would you like.. a massage Your majesty” You said professional and quiet.Your eyes analyzing the flames,watching the flames flicker through the air like tiny sparks,the shiny blue flowing through the fire.

The first thing you should be doing is lighting all the torches in his lord room.And you might do that before you give him a massage.

Sukuna grunts in acknowledgement, his irritation still evident. “You better do it right” he grumbles. He shifts into a more comfortable position on the bed, his four arms spread out.

As you start lighting the other torches around the room, he watches you with a sidelong glance. His eyes flick over your form, taking in the way you move around the room. There's an intensity in his gaze, but his expression remains unreadable.

Once you're done lighting the torches, the room is now bathed in a soft, warm glow. You return back to his lord,your feet steps making the only sound of his majesty room.The room was encased with all his lord treasures and his travels.Paintings drawn and painted with his face each one sort of telling a tale that you wouldn’t dare ask him.Gold rings displayed in a box and multiple luxury pieces his room large enough and tall enough to fit a whole dinner feast.

You lay on the edge of his bed,seeing his back in view as he sitting on bed. You could see all of his back tattoos on display,You quickly hurried up and started to begin to do the massage on his back.You silently moved towards his body to find a more comfortable position to do it.

Sukuna feels your touch on his back, his muscles tensed under your hands. He lets out a low grumble as you settle into a comfortable position.

"Hurry it up," he growls, his voice rough and impatient. Despite his tone, he doesn't move away from you. Instead, he remains still, allowing you to start working on his tight muscles.

His skin is warm under your fingertips, and each touch of your hands makes the tattoos on his back shift slightly.

You begin to knead and press into the tense muscles of Sukuna's back, feeling the knots and tension under your touch. You start at the base of his spine and work your way slowly upwards, applying pressure with your fingertips and working the muscles with your thumbs.

Sukuna seems to relax a little under your touch, his growls and mutterings turning into an occasional sigh of relief. He keeps himself still, his body gradually loosening under your hands.

After a 50 minutes or so minutes of massage his lord,your arms were arching in pain from having to constantly moving your hands to breaking his knots from all four of his shoulder and large back muscles.

You were wondering how long is master uraume going to make this meal for him.You were going to ask him if there anything else’s he need. Just for you to relax your arms. That until the suspense of air is finally gone when his lord speak up after a long break of silence.

“Do mine feet next” He commanded,Turning his head over his shoulder ruby eyes glancing down at you.You nodded at his request;immediately getting off his lord bed and onto the floor positioning yourself ready to start massaging Sukuna feet’s.

(That motherfucker Sukuna is fucking 8’5 feet that is his accurate height in Japan culture 💀 bro he don’t even wear shoes in the manga 🤢 those feet’s are THE dirtiness feet of the wicked west.I wouldnt touch those fuckers at all,ps in this story his 7,1)

His body turn completely around now sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs now laying down on the ground.Your hands extend out for his feet to rest against,his feet’s lay on your hand;your head looking down at the ground.Your eyes unable to see him as you were doing your duty from your position you wouldn’t be able to see anything from his lord bed expect the floor.

And then your here for another 10 minutes massaging his feet,with every moment you do is perfectly calculate to fit his lord wants.Your hands stop aching but now it your fucking legs and neck that are starting to ache.You wonder how the hell does master uraume find massaging his lord is fun,or enjoyable.

At that some points you wonder if death is better then living with this fucking monster.Then again every human is afraid of death and that implies with you.

And so here you are massaging his lord foot while zoning off onto la-la land talking in your mind about how you’ll answer some impossible questions in your mind. During the time of you doing his lord foot work,They was an intruder making a disruption inside of Sukuna palace.As they walk carefree and with each walk they carry themself with confidence.This intruder has already killed two of the servants for testifying against him,not bothered to clean it up.Instead walking towards Sukuna chambers.

!Bang!

The door kicked open creating a loud commotion that echoed through the palace.Making you jump slightly from your position,instead looking the way where that person was doing. Whoever it was;they definitely had the courage to do that,thinking that they wouldn't get killed by lord Sukuna.Not only their actions was disrespectful.

Then a male voice was heard coming inside lord Sukuna chamber,they feets walking with confidence.

Sukuna didn’t even budged from the loud noise.He just simple looked at the figure who dared come into his chamber.He knew that no human would try to make a entrance like that in his palace without knowing the consequences for it.

“Sukunaaa! Guess who came around to see you!?”It was a male voice,rather speaking in a cheerful way despite having no manners toward your lord.You couldn’t see him from your position but you could see his feet but that didn’t matter as you quietly continued on his request.

And hoping that master uraume would be here already.

“Kenjaku….” Sukuna matter as his crossed his arms.The lord anger seem to be calm down slightly but not all the way.One pair of his fours eyes looking at him with disgust and annoyance.

‘So his lord know who this man is?….’ You assume in your mind,still continuing your duty and not moving your head.

The male feet walking towards your lord direction was loud and clear for you.Sukuna glances down and up at kenjaku with disgust,rather questioning about his presence.

“What the fuck you want..” the king of curses grumbles with a stern look on his face his lips not moving a bit at all. As kenjkua flops down right next to Sukuna.Not giving a simply fuck about his lord personal space or any rules in fact.

Without any caution the king of curses fire off a little bit of curse engery making a littler more simple version of his dismantle.Without rising much of his fingers to do it,as if it was a dust particles that which he erase the existence.

Swoosh

That noise made your body completely tensed,but what made your eyes pupil dilated in fear,pain? You didn’t exactly know yet.But one thing for sure is that Your life will never be normal ever.

Your head slightly raised up as you saw it. The man body cut into half;organs oozing out from the male body,the cut sliced the torso in half.Blood dripping multiple gallons from the body and onto his lord bed,damping Sukuna bed sheet even more.

The testicle jangling off his body like a leaf. This was the first time you saw a human organs.But what shocked you was how that man was healing it like it was nothing.

Your heart pumping blood all over your body;The sound of your heart beating against your chest,your stomach organs turning and changing.

It disgusts you that there people who have such extraordinary abilities but use it for evil,As you quickly removed your eyes off the male before your stomach try to make you throw up all of your food inside of you. As you were silently huffing out breathe,Gulping down your fear or matter of fact any expression.

Sukuna silently glances at you with one of his lower eyes as watching you silently,seeing your expression.He found your expression amusing just like anyone he killed before,but your was lanced with afraid-ness but also partly disgusted. Nonchalantly returned his glaze to Kenjaku,seeing how he was restoring himself with reverse curse technique.

“Ahh you dont miss your own buddy?” Kenjaku question with Mocking tone of voice,while lifting an eyebrow,in amusement.His body reparing his upper torso as he used RCT.

Kenjaku wasn’t even bothered by that fact Sukuna cut him,In fact he was rather used to it.Kenjaku didn’t give a single fuck about Sukuna presence or his status,ok maybe he does care a bit about his status .He was simply here to make sure that he could not get bored,even curses get bored of killing and living though the years.

Kenjaku eyes looking at the woman who was holding Sukuna feet,seemingly doing a massage,But he closely looked at you,and notices you have sort of vibe that made you attractive to him that what he says. But your just like any type of trash in his eyes so it didnt matter about you,you'll just die either way. And then a sly little grin appear on his lips before talking.Sukuna eyes brow furrowed down slightly in a question as he watch kenjaku expression.

“Well,well,well-What a beautiful lady you have here.How about you could do me a massage as well,huh?” Kenjaku announces in a very calm almost friendly tone.His eyes staring down at you making holes into you.

Almost too friendly,it wouldn't work on you and he should know that,someone like you who have seen nothing but darkness it gets hard to see what is really the light in days.But as a servant and someone who has respect,you show that man some manners,instead of ignoring people like always.

And you finally look up at the man to see him and the man look roughly in it mid 30 years old.He has some scars stitching on his forehead. But even the king himself is older than him how could he possibly know his lord.

’A question you’ll won’t ask’

The exact moment You watched him removed the stiches on his forehead slowly undoing his stitches to showed what a true monster he was,just like your lord… it was just a god awful sight,with the combine of seeing organs,It a disgusting sight for even yourself.

The sight of a brain with eyes and mouths,a total nightmare fuel.As soon as you were glancing at it,its lips turned slightly upward into a smirk.The male body was drooling from it mouth;eyes rolling up like he was some sort of doll.

Sukuna has seen this multiple times already it not even new.Kenjaku was always the type to show off his disgusting curse technique to humans.So he just huff out.

“Ah..It been so long since I’ve let my head get some air” Kenjaku spoke in a casual voice as if it was normal thing to do.You saw how the mouth of the brain was moving.

The brain was him. And it kills you that your were in front of your lord because right now your trying to hold in the throw up that try to travel up your throat and disgust look that dare try to appears on your face.

“How about you massage my brain aye?So com-” He asked with a grin on his lips,Completely not caring about Sukuna staring with a hard,fixed gaze.

Sukuna Interprets him.

“And who the hell said your allowed to use my servants for your enjoyment,Dumb fuck” Sukuna tone was rather harsh and cold.With his unreadable expression painted on his face.As his blood like eyes,Galring intensely at kenjaku but if you look closely he was fucking bothered and annoyed by him.

kenjuka scoff it off like nothing.

You quickly stop staring at them and return looking at the floor,and returning to doing your job and doing his right foot.

‘Where the heck are master uraume and June at,At this point I’ll dead from this….It been like two hours already’ You said in your head.

“Aww but your lord it only one massage im asking for? Would you be willing to help a cursed out,huh?”

And the ideas of helping him this man message that body would probably be worse than being called to be in charge to take care of sukuna.

Sukuna sarcastically chuckle deeply,His laugh rumble through out his throat,echoing through the room and hallways.

“with death that is,that I’ll help with,If anything I’m more gladly to fucking cut you into thousands of pieces” Sukuna reply icy cold voice,If anything his lord sounded more harsher than before.

Sukuna stares at him with a death stare that would have scared any human being and man but this man isn’t exactly normal to begin with anyway.

And Then he removed his glaze from kenjaku to you,red orbs staring intently at you.

‘Why is he looking at me?Did I do something wrong?’ And these thoughts were repeated

‘Is it because im massaging to weak’

‘Or not hitting the good spot?’

As you continue diligently massaging his foot, unable to tear your gaze away from the gruesome sight in front of you for too long, you can feel his lord's glare locked onto you.

His intense gaze is a bit different from his usual stern look. It's as if he's watching you specifically; his eyes piercing into you like daggers, studying your every move. You sense a touch of annoyance in his glare, and something else underneath.

And you instantly rememorize that stare. That same stare he gave to your mother.

Enjoyment of killing life as if we were just ant to him for his own selfish benefits.

It definitely made thousands of thought ran through your head,but all of them lead to-

’run away from him,get away as far as possible,Run from him, this monster’

Your soul and mind were ready to to flight or fight but the same wasn’t said with your body it felt like you couldn’t move forward or backwards.It like it just silently obeyed whatever his words were. Not a damn heart beat was heard from your body,nor a single breathe broken out.

He eyes moved from your body,and to kenjaku,as he kicked you like nothing,hurting your stomach even if it would be worse than that it still hurted you.His kick made move you from your original stance,grunting quietly in pain.

To Kenjaku it wasn’t like Sukuna was being harsh on you,It wasn’t a hard kick either but he forgets that humans are such pathetic creatures who are so weak that they can’t handle a simple kick.

Kenjaku eyes looked down at you just like his lord,but he eyes held nothing but complete disinterested and bored look.His eyes judge you like an animal in a zoo. Sukuna voiced was loud and clear.

“Get out of my chambers now,before I’ll get rid of you” He says with a heavy authority coming in his voice. Before his face scrunches up in disgust of the thought of having to deal with a dead body in his own chambers;the stench of the dead body and the blood running through his floor yea he wouldn’t mind it if it anywhere else.

But he would rather a place that doesn’t have a stench of nasty fucking rats.Rotting up in his own chamber.

You didn’t need to be told twice to get away from his sight. Your body moves faster to the door than ever.Running to the door as you hear the noise of what seems like the other male laughing in mockery.Once you were out of his lord chamber you continue your way towards the servant pantry To relax the pain in your stomach.You walk through the long e’ tall dark hallways.They could be definitely give someone a nightmare walking through especially at night.

Your remember these hallways from the back of your mind.His lord has very advanced senses so he could hear about everything and you knew that long ago when you were younger and completely saw a servant being killed with a simple gush of wind and that why you say quiets when your near his chamber to not dispute Rule.6.

As you huff and puff holding your stomach close to you,Sukuna body is twice your body and size so anything he would do is twice the amount of pain your feeling.

The only thing that echoes the hallways is your heavy breathing and foot steps.It was already dark out side,and there was an horrific smell coming from the entrance but you weren’t in any kind mood of to go get rid of the smell,as you continue your journey to the pantry/dorm.

Later that night June came by rushing to you,with a big smile on her lips,as she jumps right next that her bed.Saying that master uraume gave her a reward for being very helpful today.She added with showing the little ring in her pinky to you with such a radiant smile.The ring look as if it was made of cheap materials but you wouldn’t be the one to ruin her mood.As You tried to not look in pain and just gave her a gentle smile and thumbs up. And as if she was the worlds best detective,her eyes brows narrow down in confusion as you already knew that she was going to ask until you actually answered her question.

"Are you okay?" June asked, her eyes narrowing in concern.

You tried to maintain an unfazed expression nodding slightly. "Yeah, I'm fine," you replied, your voice betraying a hint of pain.

She didn't seem convinced, her gaze unwavering. "Are you sure? You look like you're in a lot of pain," she said gently.

Your tightening your jaw as you rolled your eyes.Crossing your arms around your stomach as you stare at June. “..yes I’m alright June” You responded back with a forced smile. June expression changed into showing concern to full on seriousness.You notice it quickly that she was thinking because her eyesbrows were furrowed down.As you tried to catch your words but she starts talking. “Oh my god…”She whispered with her eyes widen in fear with a mixture of concern.You shut your eyes and deeply let a sigh out of your chest.

“He harmed you. . . Didn’t he” June whisper again.Her warm finger placed on your shoulder making you slightly flinch as you politely removed her hand from your shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it,. .Your a kid now so don’t worry about me”You chimed in,Your (e/c) stare at June hazelnut color with trustfulness.

‘Plus it not like I have any powers to hurt him just like he did to me . . If only you knew that I already loss the battle to continue with have any hope of living’ you murmured so lowly,knowingJune wouldnt hear you. She’ll be to focus on the fact that you were hurt.

June's eyes widened even further, her concern deepening as she processed your words. She shook her head slowly, a mixture of disbelief and dismay clouding her expression. "But he shouldn't be harming you at all,if-if..if you did your job properly" she protested quietly.

You removed one of your arms from your embrace to stroke her beautiful black hair softly as you quietly reminded her that she’ll need to be strong for herself.Hoping that you still have your mothers wonderful ways of being empathy and understanding.

‘She just 15 years old,(___)’ you reminded yourself that for someone her age shouldn’t even be here,or having to experience labor but instead enjoy her life as a teenager.

June leaned into your gentle touch, her eyes closed as if trying to engrave the moment in her memory. Your comforting gesture seemed to have a soothing effect on her, calming her worries and fears, if only for a brief moment.

She let out a soft sigh, opening her eyes to meet yours, and a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "Okay.." She whispered, her voice tinged with a mixture of determination and vulnerability. The night sky glowing it beautiful stars lights,The room was tiny but it was able to fit you and June in.As the lights of the rooms turned off and the candles that were on were the only thing lighting up the room with it orange glow.

As you sat down on the edge of the your bed,in comfortable silence, the moment was interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching the dorm room of which you were in.

June's head snapped towards the door, her eyes wide with trepidation. "Who is it?" she whispered urgently as she clutched onto your arm, her fingers digging into your flesh.You winced silently from her finger nails digging into you.

As the door opened and to discover that it was master uraume standing there looking at you attentively.And that fact made June stop clenching down on your arm,and let it slide down to your laps.

They walked into the room advancing towards you with a stern face yet it lanced with a sort of sympathy.Maybe your becoming delusional from the kick that it making you see things that don’t exist.

June being the first one to say something.” Good night Master uraume,is there anything you need?” She questioned as she quietly bowed her head down as you did the same thing as she did.

Uraume simply shook her head,before turning her glaze to you.”I need to speak to (____) privately” They said coldly and it made June feel confused about it but doesn’t say anything about it. You nod as you stand up slowly,and biting down your lips to bite down a whimper or groan. You followed uraume out the down. They close the door and let out a sigh before rubbing their nose bridge once more. “I am very grateful for you doing your duty today as a substitute for me but-“ They paused briefly looking at you closely watching your expression,seeing if there any specific expression to see on your face but non existent expression on your face was there.As they continued on their speech.

Little did they know you were having thousand of thoughts about what you did wrong.

“I’m completely sorry for what you had to endure being with that fucking disrespectful scum bag (Kenjaku)while you were doing your duty.”They said with an eye twitch coming off their face,which personally shocked you that master uraume would ever curse like that.Returning from reality you were quick to shake your head slowly mutter ‘you really don’t need to’

They hum in respond and you thought that was just it and started to walked towards your dorm room but Then they called your name more once again but with more seriousness. “Are you hurt by any chance,you seemed to be sluggish with your body flunet. . . I might help with it” They offered nonchalantly staring at your figure and you turned your head around to stare at them for a few seconds before nodded in agreement.Now fully turning your body back to uraume’s view as they walked more towards you before they are close enough that you could feel their clothes touching yours. As they extend their arms out and place it above a few centimeters of your stomach.

That cause you to tense up quickly.As you couldn’t see what master uraume was doing to you.they was performing RTC on your body. But after a few passing seconds your stomach pain is gone and it made your shoulder relax for a bit.As Uraume brings back there hand back to the side. Uraume looks at you with a deep glint in there eyes.

“You see I can’t afford losing another one of my well performed servants too quickly,So,keep doing your job as far as I know and I’ll only do this two times. . . Good night Ms (___)” They announce with a quiet voice full with no such thing of comfort.Making you feel forever own to them and his lord.

Right after they said those words they just walked off and you were there standing with their words being replayed. You choked down a tear and closed your eyes and took a deep breath and let it out.

Now walking back to your dorm room and seeing that June sleeping on your bed,making you remember your best friend words once again.

’I always wanted us to be free from this nightmare,so we can finally have that freedom and happiness we deserve’

Those words rang in your head.Having your hands clenching down tightly,as you shake off those thoughts and sadness out your mind.

You quietly blows off the candles.

You changed into the simple sleepwear provided for servants of the lord, its plain fabric feeling rough against your skin. As you climbed into the small, hard bed, the worn sheets doing little to offer comfort. Exhausted from the day's events, your body felt heavier than usual, and your mind refused to rest.

Every time you closed your eyes, images of Sukuna's harsh eyes and Master Uraume's cold words flashed through your thoughts. It seemed you wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight.But within a hour or two your body completely shut off and you went to sleep.

After that day,you only seemed to be more called for petty chores or by master uraume to clean up any bloody mess.

Either the only one you found that was fun in your terms is doing the laundry.It honestly the only chore that doesn’t have you stop and discontinue it for another petty reason;it the chore where you could be calm and collected your mind or sing quietly without being suffocated.

But Today it wasn’t laundry day for you to do,it was gardening day.Where you and four others servants have to cut any of the over grown grass and bushes with delicately hands,or else punishment.Which not only was today a horrible day for it to do the garden thing since the clouds were already showing it dark shade of black.

It started thundering,making it much harder to deal with the bush that were constantly moving around with the flow of the hard winds.

Usually the garden is the only place out of the whole palaces that was covered with greenery and has a midsize pound with fishes of whatever type and yet it has the largest section of place that comes completely five in the largest room is the palace.

You were hurrying up to finish your sections of the garden and get inside the palace.You felt bad for the four other servants one of them being in their mid 50’s.

You couldn’t do anything but pray for them to get inside before the horrible weather got to them.You were completely sweating your ass out here;even if it was windy it didn’t help you with how fast you had to move to get this section done you’ll just end up sweating either way.

‘I should be finished in about five minutes’ You spoke in your head while cutting this bushes perfectly done.

During the time of that matter His lord wasn’t having a wonderful day,He just quite annoyed with everything.He had killed three of his concubine’s and Two servants. All of which he didn’t give a single fuck about.

The king of curses,was in a bad mood today;Sukuna doesn’t know what caused it.Could be that fucking loser of a curse Kenjaku coming here and killing his servants and not cleaning his own mistakes.Making his lord sensitive nose smell the stench of mortals rats blood.

Today was the day where the most painfully pathetic people come to his palace to ‘worship’ him and give them help for their villages problems.In which he has half the mind to actually listening to them.But he plays along with it,it something he enjoys doing.

Play with the humans,trick them into thinking that he was even listening to half the bullshit,and when they ask for his powers he was says yes just to see that pathetic face light up,just for him to laugh darkly at the mere thought of helping peasants like them.

And right that moment it where he enjoys being king,hearing the cry’s of mercy are like Christmas rings lighting up a candle,god it was entertaining seeing how many of there faces are starting to appear more ugly than before.

But what made him more angry then usual meeting was this one,there was a sorcerer in the crowd that he recklessly didn’t sense their curse energy. So while he was smirking at the pathetic little rats crying for mercy and this and that.

One of them in the crowd threw a cursed tool at his chest,making it through his body.Within seconds the crowds get quiet and start shaking some pleading again but more quietly.

It when Sukuna sense his blood dripping but also the curse energy of the bastard.Making his jaw clench in frustration and annoyance.

He stand up from his throne and sway one of his four arms to the side,ending everyone in the room effortlessly with his dismante.

His red eyes full with fluming annoyance.His face concealing his anger expression As it was case in a stern look.he walks out pulling out the small sword that dare land on him.

Now walking towards the hallway with a trial of blood following his every step.He already knew that uraume would have something to say about it. You were back inside the palace walking inside the hallways as you walk by the throne room,to notice that June was walking with a mop and a bucket in hand and you have a feeling of what she was gonna do was something that would take a little longer than a usual task.Everything here isn’t a usual task at all.Either are normal days we’re here.

You stood there in the hallway,staring attentively at June figure noticing that she was slightly shaking from her hands.You quickly called her name out,instantly getting her attention as now she walks faster towards you.

As June reached you, she stopped in front of you, panting softly. Her eyes darted around anxiously, as if expecting someone or something to jump out at any moment.

"What's wrong?" you asked nonchalantly but your voice laced with a hint of concern.

June took a deep breath before speaking. "They have me assigned to clean in the throne room…but I heard it was a clean already.." she said, her voice low and shaky.Clearly have been told by someone else to go clean of what happened inside the throne room.

You nodded in response,confusion written on your face before returning into it casual unfazed expression.As you silently walked towards the throne room and opened the door to see what she might be doing.The smell that hit you was so strong and horrific but the sight was just as intense as it was the smell of it.

It was like a blood bath,with multiple body’s slipping blood onto eachother. You could instantly imagine hearing the cry’s of these poor souls.you heard June foot steps coming towards you and then her body frozen from the sight.

As your eyes pupil dilated at the gruesome sight before you, the smell of blood permeating the air more than before,making your stomach churn.

You watched as June's normally cheerful face turned pale and her eyes widened with horror. She covered her mouth with her trembling hand, her whole body quaking from the shock of the gruesome scene before her.

"Oh my…god…," she whispered, her voice barely audible,She said once again. "What…what happened here…?"

You tried to find the right words to say. But the sight of all the bodies and blood left you speechless.You couldn’t get anything out your mouths, scenes like these were always common,but it doesn’t mean that your used to it. You’re just like human like anyone else who hasn’t killed any humans.

You close your eyes and took out sigh,before you recite the words of your mothers.

‘We’re all humans,We all have goodness in our hearts and badness in them too.But what makes people monsters are those who killed humans;the ones who find enjoyment in those actions-‘

You clenched down on your hands,as you sighed down quietly,making the world around you silence.

‘yet theirs humans who most kill others to survive the worst even if they don’t want to.(____) We are the good ones,Yet I’m have badness in my heart for having to make you,my daughter go through this hell.I just want you to know that everyone you’ll ever meet will have a bit of darkness in them,and some will have the light in them too,so don’t go trusting them blindly-‘

As you lip sync the last sentence of her words with calmness.

‘(___) you are an angel that has be chained against your will . . . you are too young to understand what I meant but you are the strongest person i know’

Your mother said this to you when you were just 10 years old,You didn’t have to understand the meaning of her words but the meaning of what her face meant ‘I’m sorry for what I’ve done,but Always remember that there’s good and bad’ and that moment you remember perfectly well.Now that your 25 years old you completely understand what she meant all those years ago. As you opened your eyes to turn to look at June,with a unfazed expression grabbing June shoulders and whispering to her.

“June,You have to be strong . . . So when doing . .stuff like this wouldn’t be difficult to do,but it for you to survive this kind of reality,I’m not the best person with talking as far as I know but …You could do this” You whisper with a complete seriousness in your eyes,follow by another sigh siping out of your lips.

June listened to your words intently, her eyes wide and her breath slightly shaky. Your serious tone made her realize the gravity of the situation, and she slowly nodded in agreement. "Right...I can do this..." she muttered softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

With your words of encouragement, June straightened her back and slowly pulled herself together. She looked at the bloodied mess around her with a newfound determination in her eyes. "Right...I can do this," she repeated, her voice stronger this time.

You hummed in response as you quietly left the throne room to go to do the other chores you have to do.You huff out quietly.

‘you are an angel that has be chained against your will’ the words repeated in your head as you kept your head down,not wanting to let anyone see your pity-ful expression.Whenever you feel like your face was back to it unfazed expression,you rises up your head. As you continue to walk the long hallways,passing through multiple servants who are just like you;Trapped.

As you advanced to the guest rooms to clean up the dusts and change the sheets of the concubines rooms.

The last thing you never want is to be interested in the kings eyes,because only then you’ll know that you’ll find yourself with those beautiful winged creatures that have shown your mother and best friend a place with peace.

Another part done,and this one was longer.I need to go study more about writing Sukuna character cuz I think I didn’t do a great done on his character 😭.Anyway I hope y’all enjoy this part of this series,I will be a bit more busy than expected but I hope I satisfied your hunger. And thanks for your guys love.Also sorry for grammar mistakes.

bonus information:June was the only survivor of Sukuna terror attacks.She saw nothing but flames and smoke from the houses.Uraume was the one who found her and instead of killing her,they decided that she would be a great addition to the servants,June who didn’t have anywhere to go nor could make it alive by herself.So she had no chance and followed uraume.But the whole way to the palace her heart cried out for her loves ones.But she still had to held on some kind of hope.When she became a servant she had a different roommate who was awful towards her;constantly yelling at her for grabbing her clothes or taking to long to do something right,or just yelled her out for being the problem that she was in this mess. When she didn’t do anything wrong. And cried in the depth of the nights of when does this get better for her. After two mouths of learning how to do chores she has,two mouths of dealing with a verbally roommate.Until she never came back to her dorm room,and that was when she was shortly switched over to be roommates with you. And that first she thought you would treat her badly just like her last roommate,but for a couple of nights you were rather silent.And Whenever june gave you a bit of her leftovers,she would finch when you wave her off and shake your head at the offer. And that when she saw that your face was filled with nothingness and emptiness.It made her feel worry but also curious on what happened to you.But after a couple more months she got comfortable with your silent presence,yet she didn’t mind your quiet presence even when she would talk about anything. She actually enjoyed when you spoke a few sentences or even nodded back in response. You were kind towards her even through this hell hole.She hasn’t seen any gore from the time she been here yet.She was 14 years when she came here and it would be a year since being in the palace.

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reshinless · 6 months ago

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may i ask (politely) for a chuuya x reader where his lover is just like- in the nicest way possible, a mix of a german shepard person and a calico cat. They are just the sweetest person, yet also can get upset if called out or someone insults those close to them (as in full on plotting a murder but is too sweet to actually go through with it) like just a normal day story pls- if they were also a pm member I'd love you to the moon-

─── my only one, moon and sun..

𝜗𝜚 synopsis. the sweetest ever!!!... plus chuuya i guess /j (chuuya x really nice reader

𝜗𝜚 pairings. chuuya x gn!reader

𝜗𝜚 director's notice. HIII I LOVE THIS IDEA SM. ty for sending this in. IM SO SORRY THAT I COULDN'T MAKE READER A PM MEMB I COULDN'T FIND A SILLY NICE CUTE WAY TO WRITE FOR THEM :( i wanted to do like a lil story b4 the actual thing so i'm sorry.. you can say i got a little carried away (i forgot the prompt) follow & rb to support ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ

pre-relationship!chuuya who was surprised by how undeniably sweet you were to him. didn't you know how dangerous he was?

pre-relationship!chuuya who had just helped you from a robber who tried to snatch your bag. you were just sweet enough to invite him out for dinner as a thank you

and boy was pre-relationship!chuuya all over the idea. although enamoured by the mere thought of being out with someone who was everything he ever looked for in someone, he kept refusing, not wanting to take up any of your precious time. but you were stubborn, and firmly insisted on taking him out. and god did he like that.

pre-relationship!chuuya who'd already forgotten the meeting he was supposed to attend at 7:00pm sharp. it's already 8 and he's still talking with you. but of course, he didn't wanna make the interest too obvious, but subtle enough to notice.

and finally when you two exit the restaurant, pre-relationship!chuuya's eyes can't help but broaden as you tell him 'thank you'. damn he hasn't heard that in forever. awkwardly had to look away, gosh this was the first- no it wasn't even a damn date! and his face was already dusted with pink.

"look it's fine.. really it is.. it's what any good person would've done seeing your situation." ( ˶°ㅁ°) !! "but i still want to say it. i still want to tell you thank you. not many people are good nowadays, you know." (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ )

although before pre-relationship!chuuya didn't wanna make it obvious, definitely wanted another dinner like this with you.

"...say how about i walk you home? the least i could do after dinner. wouldn't want your purse/bag to get stolen again do we?" (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ a brief chuckle from you, and a smile forms. damn is it just him or were you just smiling at him? "sure! chuuya right?" "y-yeah! yeah! yes!"

safe to say that wouldn't be the last time pre-relationship!chuuya walked you home. he'd make sure it wasn't at least.

boyfriend!chuuya who suddenly had the need to let you spend all his money. even if you refused. that's so honestly why he fell for you in the first place.

boyfriend!chuuya who followed you into any store you went to, card in hand, and suggested to buy anything you picked up.

boyfriend!chuuya who was minding his own business while accompanying you to the cute little fruit mugs over there 'till two rude girls who were suddenly arriving in the same aisle as you both were in

"oh my gosh.. no way that girl is going out with a man so small.." "yeah literally.. i would never have said yes. can't believe there are actually women that prefer men below 6ft!"

boyfriend!chuuya's whose eyes twitched hearing what they'd just said, but then decided not to mind them. if he'd learned anything from you, he wouldn't say anything back.

but you never said you wouldn't talk back.

"what do you mean? he's nicer than your deadbeat father for sure."

the two girls gave a look of disgust but quickly left. and your expression, well more like your demeanor changed as they did.

"we should get the banana and strawberry ones, right? let's match!" "huh? oh yeah sure."

boyfriend!chuuya is still stunned from what you said, but ended up just muttering an "yeah sure" before you both paid and left the store.

boyfriend!chuuya who asked why did you defend him, even when you weren't trashtalked about, after you both left and got ice cream.

"well we're partners now right? no one should talk about you like that. besides, you aren't that short." ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´- "of course i am not!!" ୧(๑•̀ᗝ•́)૭

boyfriend!chuuya who loves it so much when you defend him after that interaction. you aren't afraid to assert yourself to others. you aren't afraid to tell them something bad in return. and damn was it hot to see how you looked confronting anyone who had insulted either of you two.

boyfriend!chuuya who's so in love with you what a silly little guy

GN ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I'VE WRITTEN FOR BSD..! i hope this was somewhat coordinated with the prompt dear anon

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ACTUALLY FROSTBITE AND FENTON PARENTS

Maddie smiled through her chattering teeth as she watched Phantom, watched Danny, in the distance. The smile looked just as strained as the rest of her felt, with everything that had been happening lately. Learning that her son believed he had died, that he had become some kind of "scientific miracle", that her and Jack had been hunting him for two years now was bound to put strain on, well, everything.

Danny had told her and Jack only two weeks ago, with Sam, Tucker, and Jazz all present behind him, their postures protective and their eyes narrowed. After her and Jack had "accepted" him, he had confessed they'd had a plan in place in case things didn't go well. That confession had only sealed her convictions. Maddie had talked with Jack in the safety of the GAV that very night.

They didn't want to hurt Danny; the fact that they had let whatever this was happen was already proof of their failings, but they wanted to make sure they never did anything like that again. But they also couldn't just let Danny continue fighting like this, couldn't continue letting him feed the ghostly parasite or whatever else it was that had made him like this. Maddie was certain it wasn't a ghost, let alone his ghost; someone couldn't be dead and alive at the same time, no matter what Danny might claim. She needed to figure it out. She needed to help cure her baby boy from this. She wouldn't go against his will, of course, especially when some of the procedures they would need to do would be rather invasive. No, Maddie and Jack would wait for him to come to them, to let them fix this. Fix their mistake.

Winning Danny's trust back involved letting him be openly ghostly around them. That, in turn, involved him introducing them to "ghost culture," and of course, the first place he brought him in the Ghost Zone was a two hour ride in the Specter Speeder to a place just below zero. He'd told them all about the Far Frozen on the trip, about what he had done for them and what they had done for him. He'd stayed as a human for the full duration, and Maddie had nearly made her palms bleed with how hard she had dug her nails into them. Not for the content of the stories, though they were certainly horrifying for a mother to hear, but because of what his talking was doing to him. She hadn't seen him talk so passionately about something in years (she couldn't remember a time after the accident, after he was infected with this half-ghost disease) and watching as her child, her sick, human child became more ghostly? It took every shed of willpower for her not to do something, anything.

She'd seen him transform into Phantom, of course, but that was so different. There was a distinct difference between Danny Fenton and Danny Phantom. The visible differences, of course, but also their attitude, their posture, their mannerism. But the more Danny talked, the more traits of Phantom started leaking through. The confident, joking tone he used to taunt the hostile ghosts contaminating his voice in a much more subtle, softer way. The solid set of his shoulders, so unlike the horrible posture he normally had. And then there was the visible differences; how he had started floating a few inches off the ground after thirty minutes into the trip, not even pausing his sentence, as if he hadn't even realized. The way his hair started to drift as if it was underwater, the way the freckles that had only grown darker with age began to glow a faint green.

It had been difficult for her to not try and stop him, or at the very least look away, but she managed. She had to. For Danny. So Maddie had held Jack's hand tight, him squeezing her just as hard back, and her other hand clasped even tighter.

Danny had made such a big fuss about making sure they both wore plenty of winter gear, but hadn't bothered to wear any himself. In fact, he'd rushed out of the Specter Speeder the moment they landed, transforming into Phantom only after the snow began to impede his running, directly into the arms of a monster. It was a yeti, one who introduced itself as Frostbite with teeth barred and clawed hand extended. But Danny was positively beaming on its left, clinging onto its fur like he used to do to her when they went to the grocery store when he was little. So Maddie had smiled back, told it her name, and did the closest thing to shaking its hand she could when it was nearly four sizes bigger than hers. Jack fared better, but not by much.

Now Danny was playing some kind of snow tag with some of the younger yetis, who were still so much bigger than him. She could barely see him from where she stood at the entrance to a heated igloo, the falling snow covering her vision. But she clenched her teeth and smiled anyway. All of this was for Danny.

"You know," Frostbite's voice boomed from her right, and she backed up into Jack, slipping into a fighting stance. The yeti held its hands up. Slowly Maddie forced herself into a more relaxed position, even though her muscles were still tensed. "I apologize, I didn't mean to startle you."

Maddie turned her strained smile to him. "Don't worry about it."

"Would you like me to continue?" Frostbite asked. Maddie gave a terse nod. "As I was saying, ghosts develop the ability to taste emotions after a certain point. The Great One has not yet developed that ability, but with the way he gains new powers, I believe it will be happening sooner rather than later." She looked to Jack, who was on her left, his expression of panic mirroring hers. "I'm sure you both can guess what I'm bringing this to your attention."

"I..." Maddie trailed off as her mind started whirring. If what this thing was saying was true, and she was tempted to believe it was, then whatever it was that was stuck in Danny might try and use it to turn him against them. If that happened, they would never be able to work to get the whatever it was out of him. Maybe her and Jack could find a way to block this ability somehow, in an attempt to buy time?

"I understand that you are concerned about him," Frostbite said. "It is only natural for parents to be concerned about their child. But your fears are misplaced."

"He thinks he's dead," Jack said, his normally loud voice quiet. "He thinks he's dead because of us, and you think we're wrong?"

"Not exactly," Frostbite replied slowly, raising his hand to scratch at his chin. The action was odd, far too human on his large, fur covered form. "Your feelings are right, but the target of them is not."

"And what do you mean by that?" Maddie snapped.

"Look at him," Frostbite said, gesturing towards Danny. At some point in the last few minutes, him and the other yetis had stopped their game of tag to instead start working on what appeared to be a snow yeti. The yeti children were focusing on creating or packing the snow into the general shape. Danny and a few of the bigger, older looking yeti's were taking on the detailed work. It wasn't the prettiest snow person. It was lopsided, and no matter how long they spent, they didn't seem able to get the horns to look right. Despite this, he was laughing, perched on top of a yeti's shoulders, and the other yeti's surrounding him were just as joyful. "Does that look like someone who is sick?"

Maddie bit her lip. Danny was still in his self proclaimed ""ghost form," so her knee jerk reaction was to say yes, of course he looked sick. He was paler than any healthy person should be, and he glowed that horrid green, and his teeth were too sharp. She pushed that initial reaction aside, and looked closer, past her personal biases. His teeth were visible because he was smiling so wide. He had glowed like that on the ride here, when he'd been excited, happy. His skin was pale, but so was his friend's Sam. It never bothered him, and with him being more open with them now, he acted more energetic, more full of life, than he had even before the accident.

"No." Maddie met Jack's eyes.

"He doesn't," Jack finished.

"My point exactly," Frostbite said with a nod. "I understand that you are scientists, correct?" Maddie and Jack nodded at him. "Then I understand that you will require more than just this to put your worries aside. If you would like, we have The Great One's medical records. As his guardian's you are welcome to view them, and I would be happy to explain them to you."

"We would like that," she said. Frostbite started to walk away, and Maddie and Jack followed after him.

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