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I do love the idea of an unhinged reader. Not like brutally unhinged but... like the kind that is harmlessly annoying and is just a brat to Task Force 141.
Like the mother fuckers nickname is Menace and they're somehow still alive after everything so they make it everyone's problem.
They're great at what they do, amazing evenâ but no team wants menaces like Menace, not even the heavens nor the hells want the damn person.
This is the same Menace who wears a devilish half-mask, but only above their mouth so people can see their shit-eating grin (think similar to the ghoul mask above) as they leave small firecrackers under the lids of toilet seats, or so people notice the way their lips curl up in mock disgust when someone is talking.
Menace who only goes through with the SAS training to one up another soldier they despised, enough to have sicked a pack of squirrels on that they personally hand fed a few days afterâ they even bonded enough with the little fuckers that when they were finally transferred out to be someone else's problem, the squirrels would steal the remaining soldiers foods.
Laswell, whose grand idea of knocking the boys down a peg since she's tired of their shenanigans includes getting this Menace of a person to join 141 with faint threats of blackmailâ to which Coporal Menace respects, leading Kate to being the only one who is not subjected to the dumpster fire that is about to happen, but is only encouraged by her wife.
Price, who in his right mind, nearly rejects the idea of this misfit joining because of their turnover rate but gives in when Laswell tells him it would be worth itâ that her wife likes them and they're an excellent solider after all.
Immediately upon arrival, Menace lives up to their nameâ pissing on the side of the building as if to mark their new territory before deciding it would be a good idea to rile up the behemoth of a man by asking Price: "Didn't anyone tell the poor bastard that Halloween was four fuckin' months ago? Look at 'em he looks emo."
It wasn't until then that the poor Captain realized how much of an untamed brat his new corporal wasâ only to be further set in after the first two weeks on base.
Sure Menace got along with Soap, but they were far too alike for Menace's likings and Gaz, sweet sweet Gaz, gave them a few too man odd glances and playfully snide remarks for their likingâ meanwhile Ghost had made them scrub the bathroom from top to bottom with a small sponge, and well they could already see the forming regret in Price's eyes.
So Menace did what they did best.
It started out simple: silently attaching balloons on strings to the back of their clothes without them noticing, flipping all of the furniture upside down during the middle of the night, purposefully mocking every single move of one of the operators for a full day, sugar in the salt shaker or salt in the sugar dish, you name it they did it.
Glitterbomb the captain? Oh yeah, and there's still glitter in his mustache.
Tied the two sergeants' doors together so that neither could open it? Done and done, they were locked in their rooms for a good hour until someone cut the rope.
Move the lieutenantâs furniture two inches to the right so that he would constantly stub his toe? Yeah, you can practically see him fuming after every trip to his office.
And what irked the lads the most? Menace kept getting away without being caughtâ managing to even out sneak Ghost, which the only reason for it is: Menace knowing they don't know what they look like without that mask. So obviously they take it off and blend in with the many other people on base.
They made a fool of their sergeants, their lieutenant, and their captain and it was time to get back at the cunning pranksterâ but Menace grew suspicious. Usually they would have been booted out by a normal team by then, but what Menace came to realize a bit too late was that Task Force 141 was not normal.
And reality came to a head when Menace was called to Price's office to collect somethingâ only for that something to be a bucket of ice cold water falling onto their head and for the captain to tell their now soaking wet and cold Coporal: "Game's on, brat."
PT 1 | PT 2
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Student Council president!Chaewon x Little Menace reader Headcanon
Genre: Fluff. Smut.
Warning: this sht is LONG and well as I said thereâs a little bit of smut-
I recommend reading Yunjinâs headcanon first since itâs where this chaewon is first introduced. Not necessary tho. I mentioned before that I think this will be some type of series. And yes, but also I might post other student council content but with Yunjin as the romantic interest. Almost the same universe as these but with that difference. Anyway weâll see how it goes in the future.
-Your dynamic is basically arguing almost 24/7 dbdjdjnd
-Your friends find it amusing most of the time tbh.
-Your routine is based on having breakfast, creating a little bit of chaos here and there, and getting detention/afternoon activities as punishment which were mostly with the student council members.
-Which in your brain translates to having a good day because you had food, went to class, had a lot of fun and spent time with your favorite girl(s) during the afternoon. Whatâs better than that??
-Chaewon, on the other hand, just canât believe you.
-How are you always getting in trouble but looking so happy? Arenât you concerned about anything?! She knows youâre smart, and knows youâre not a bad person neither, but youâre so reckless and impulsive and just a magnet for trouble sometimes and Omg you get on her nerves, youâre like a puppy who never listens!
âWhy would you do something like that!â
âIt was Yeonjunâs fault! Why Tf would he say green flavor when red or blue are better!â
âThose are colors, y/n. not flavors!â
âyou donât get it :(!â
-youâd complain with a pout like a little kid. Again, you get on her nerves so easily.
-Sheâs always scolding you, telling you that you need to tone it down, to learn how to behave, be responsible and to stop being such a troublemaker.
-To respect your school and take some pride on being a student there.
-You just sigh, roll your eyes and complain that maybe you donât need to tone it down, maybe she needs to tone it up and learn to have fun and to let go of all that seriousness.
-And you guys spend the time arguing about it.
-The rest of the girls look at you in amusement
-Youâre sure you heard Eunchae said that you two should get a room.
âHey! What do you know about those things huh?!â You heard Sakura said while chasing Eunchae down, who ran away to avoid being scolded as well.
-You looked at chaewon, who also heard the whole thing and laughed at how her cheeks turned into a cute pink tone. You winked at her and started walking to the gym to meet with Ryujin and Yujin but
âHey Iâm not done with you! You still have detention today and the principal said youâre assigned to help me move some equipment from a practice room andâŠâ
-But when sheâs not scolding you thoâŠ
-Ohoho when you guys are alone
-youâre all over each other kissing until your chests hurt âcause of the lack of air.
-Youâre sure youâve kissed her in every secret corner of the school.
-In the library, when you meet up with the excuse of tutoring you.
-You have her against the bookshelves at the end of the hall, holding her so close to you while her arms are around your shoulders. Kissing her like her mouth is more interesting than any adventure in any book in that library.
-And it is! Youâre sure about it.
-In empty rooms when youâre assigned to help her with anything the prestigious Stucon president might desire. Lucky for you, very often what she desires the most is you.
-Encounters in the student councilâs office when you have detention and Yunjin is not there to watch you. Itâs never planned and she always says it wonât happen again because itâs their office and itâs the school! Itâs not a place for such acts!
-But it always ends up happening bsjsndjd you just let her talk âcause itâs funny. But it really only takes for you to kiss her neck and sheâs melting in your arms, ready for you to please her.
-You lift her and make her sit on her own desk, while you get on your knees and eat her out so good she almost forgets where she is.
-Sheâll grab your hair and push you closer to her pussy, rubbing herself on your tongue and looking at that pretty face between her legs while she bites her hand trying to keep herself quiet.
âHurry up! theyâre gonna come in any secondâ
âHopefully you tooâ
âOmg shut upâŠâ
-As I said you let her talk âcause itâs just comical that she tries to lie to herself when you both know she canât keep her hands off you when youâre both alone.
-Unless youâre not in the mood to deal with that.
-Either âcause something happened and youâre angry or âcause youâre stressed.
-Youâd be rather quiet for your usual self, surprising her.
âWhatâs up with you?â she asked with a raised eyebrow (the rock).
-You looked at her, without answering while an idea popped in your head.
-Maybe the dear stucon president could help you destress.
-So you get up and sit on her lap while you kiss her aggressively.
-She tries pushing you, shocked about it.
âWait ! Not here, somebody could walk in and-â
âKim Chaewon, shut. upâ you said in a rather deeper voice that gave her shivers and made her close her mouth immediately, âcause there werenât many occasions where youâd be actually dominant like that. âIâm gonna fuck you on top of this desk until you canât feel your fucking legs do you hear me?â
-And sheâs scared but is even more turned on âcause damn didnât you look hot af like that bekdkdkd
-So instead of âcomplaining or arguingâ about how you shouldnât be having sex at school, she follows your each and every order, enjoying how you fuck her while bent over her own desk, the papers she was working on long forgotten. Pulling her hair, spanking her ass and grabbing her tits from behind while focusing all your energy and anger in only one thing: making the girl under you come hard as you fuck her until her brain canât organize an easy thought besides you you and you only.
-After youâre done and dressed again tho, sheâll ask you why you were so upset.
-You ended up telling her what happened and depending on what is it, she always has a way of making you feel better. (Besides Fuckin, Ofc)
-If itâs a silly thing, then sheâll jokingly scold you a little bit
âSeriously?! Youâre angry because Ryujin scored and won against you?!â
âIâm angry because she cheated! I wouldnât be angry if sheâd won fairly but she wasnât following the rules we stablished ! Not fairâ you said with cross arms and a pout, causing Chaewon to laugh at you.
She shook her head to then rest it on your shoulder âfine youâre right, but still I canât believe you, y/nâ.
-If itâs something serious tho, sheâll quietly listen to you as you vent and either give you a little bit of advice if you ask for it or sheâll just let you talk if she doesnât know what to say, knowing sometimes you just need to let things off your chest.
-And since Yunjin wasnât there that day, she could do her role as your bestie. Ofc she could, you could always come to her.
-Lowkey jealous and a lil possessive as you can see lol
-Not if itâs her friends tho (well -)
-But like if she sees someone being too touchy or extra smiley with you itâll show. âCause yeah youâre funny and charming but she didnât know you was a fvckin comedian to have that girl almost rolling on the floor and choking when youâre just there breathing-
-Anyway!
-You think itâs hot tho. Oh-
-Specially since you know itâll reflect when youâre alone jddjkfjf. More details here.
-Constantly fixing your tie âcause itâs always loose and your shirt sndkdjj.
-You tell her thatâs just your style and you like it like that!
-But she says your uniform should always look impeccable because students represent the school. You roll your eyes, but let her have her way because secretly you enjoy the attention and how cute she always looks fixing your tie and shirt collar.
-Itâs not like sheâs trying to change the person you are. Even if youâre a little bit of a mess, she respects and appreciates you.
-But Ofc you know sheâd like you to be a little less of a menace kdndkfh. She knows it wonât happen. Not that easy. But sheâs happy to be a little bit of a good influence sometimes (lol).
-And youâre happy to be the one corrupting the oh so well mannered student council president Kim Chaewon.
-Itâs a win-win, sex or not related.
-You love your dynamic. Itâs fun, itâs interesting.
-Sometimes you wish you didnât have to watch out for how much distance you had to keep with her sometimes tho. You werenât good at it anyway, you let yourself be guided by your feelings. Often hugging her close, Ofc with the excuse you guys are friends (even when most of the time people see you arguing shjdkdjf).
-People bought it tho.
-You had that cute golden retriever puppy energy, so they knew you got clingy with your friends sometimes.
-didnât expect it to happen with the stucon presi who sometimes seem like your enemy more than your friend but oh well -
-Who could say no to you anyway, right?
-You like it like that tho, being each otherâs little secret. Maybe eventually the guilt of hiding this whatever-it-is from your friends will invade you two. But for that youâd have to first realize that what youâre feeling is more than physical attraction aaand
-weâre not there yet jdndkdn.
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normally toji prides himself on being the perfect guard dogânot that he would ever tell you that. but you never have to worry about guys coming up to you when your hulking monster of a boyfriend remains at your side, continuously glaring down his nose at everyone he sees.
this usually works pretty well.
on adults.
but now, as you and him wait in line at the counter of the grocery store, he can only let out a huff of irritation as he watches the little brat in front of you both stare over his motherâs shoulderâbig wide eyes locked on you.
at first you donât really notice, too busy blabbering about something silly as you look around the store. but when you finally lock eyes with the child, you notice the way he seems to go shy, pressing his cheek deeper into his momâs shoulder. his eyes flick away from your face for just a second, before timidly looking back. as soon as he does, you break into the sweetest, most giddy smile.
(toji would move mountains for a glimpse of that smileâand yet here this kid is just getting it without a shred of work.)
you tilt your head, raising a hand to gently wave at the boy, who flushes further under your attention, but lifts his cheek a little more. chubby fingers come up to meekly wave back, and you hold back a silent coo of affection, eyes filled with honey-like sweetness. with every little giggle and silly face you make at the boy, he seems to get more and more comfortableâtoji watches you melt.
the unlucky little brat then quickly peeks at the giant man looming beside you, and toji canât resist. his face pulls into a evil smile, teeth on full display as he wiggles his fingers sinisterly. the expression has its desired effectâthe kid recoils, eyes going wide before burying his face into his motherâs neck. in a few minutes, the boy and his mom are heading out the store and you and toji start loading the groceries onto the belt.
âi saw that, you know?â
toji glances up, seeing your semi disapproving frown, and he cocks his head in faux innocence. âsaw what?â
âyouâre mean,â you shake your head, crossing your arms. âscaring little kids like that. quite literally the object of their nightmares.â
âah, heâll be alright,â toji grunts, taking the bags from the cashier in one hand and reaching for your palm with the other. âitâll build his character.â
you snort. âheâll have trauma.â
âlike i said,â he grins, a canine display. âcharacter.â
you roll your eyes as he tugs you out of the storeâyour grip on him unwilling to falter.
toji lives just like this, successful in scaring off any other person who considers giving you attention, whether thatâs an adult or a little kid. and despite your exasperated complaints to at least lay off the children (theyâre harmless), toji has known for a long time that he can be nothing but selfish when it comes to you.
so forgive him, if he quickly turns to this evil little tactic to scare away kidsâitâs all he can really do. besides, it always works.
until now.
youâre sitting under a tree at a small park, working on some dumb assignment for one of your lectures. toji lays on his back next to you, arm draped over his eyes in a momentary respite from the normal danger of his lifeâeerily content.
the peace is broken by the rustling of tiny footsteps in the grass.
âhere you go.â
toji pulls his arm away to peer at the owner of the voice. a boy stands there, hair tousled as he waits in front of you with his arm outstretchedâin between his chubby fingers is a singular dandelion.
your eyes widen, cheeks splitting into a wide smile as you coo out your affection. âaw for me?â
the boy nods mutely, cheeks flushed as he thrusts the flower further into your view. you delicately pluck it from his hands, inhaling the fragrance with a grateful smile. âwell thank you. itâs beautiful.â
he shyly kicks at a spot of grass, lips pulling up into a giddy smile under your sweet praise. âjust like you,â he mumbles under his breath and you squeal softly, giggling at how adorable this kid truly is.
toji sits up before you can say anything else, lips pulled into a displeased frown as he crosses his bulky arms across his chest. âhey.â his voice comes out low and tense, even as he stares down his nose at the boy. âwhat are you doing?â
you turn to look at your boyfriend, at the exaggerated sneer that normally works wonders in scaring kids away, and you hold back an exasperated sigh. âtojiââ
âwho are you?â the boy frowns, sass appearing out of thin air as he looks toji up and down like heâs nothing but dirt under his colorful sneakers. you gape at him, eyes darting back and forth between the two as a smile threatens to make its way into your face. tojiâs lips part in surprise, a tingle of heat crawling up his neck as he hears your hushed gasp of held back laughter.
âher boyfriend,â he grunts back, eyes narrowed in a way thatâs oddly similar to the expression on the kidâs face.
âno way!â the boy huffs, pouting indignantly. his cheeks flush as he glares at tojiâunfazed.
âuh, yes way.â toji realizes how petty he sounds, but heâs adamantâunwilling to stand down in anything that involves you.
the boy crosses his arms, mirroring tojiâs pose. he rolls his eyes emphatically, lip curling as he sneers down his nose.
âisnât she too pretty for you?â he asks bluntly. you smother another disbelieving gasp, and toji suddenly feels an unfamiliar thrill rush through his veinsâthis kid had guts.
âwhat do you know, brat?â thereâs a smirk evident in tojiâs voice now, and he uncrosses his arms to lean back on his palms, eyes shining with feral mirth.
âi have eyes,â the boy snaps back, putting both hands on his hips to appear more intimidatingâit doesnât work, he just looks cuter. âi can see her.â
âwell quit it,â toji huffs in return. ânot yours to look at.â
the kid narrows his eyes. âyouâre mean!â
âand youâre nosy!â
âhow am i nosy?â
âyouâre cominâ over here and givinâ my girl flowers!â
âshe deserves flowers!â
âof course she does! from me, you little brat!â
âyou suck, old man!â
âwhat did you just call me?!â
a shout from across the park disrupts the heated bickering, and you all turn to see an older woman waving the boy over. he looks down at you, a sweet smile washing over his face as he tilts his head innocently. âthatâs my mom. i have to go home now.â
âheh, sure thing. get home safe, okay?â you shoot toji an amused glance as you speak, and he sends a displeased glare back as he stubbornly crosses his arms again.
the boy nods, beaming at you. âokay! see you later!â he chirps. but just as heâs about to leave he turns back, eyes fixated on toji. âi hope your boyfriend learns how to be nice!â
and then he runs off.
you snort out another laugh, which only gets louder when you catch a glimpse of the way toji is practically sulking in the cornerâscowling at the kidâs back with narrowed eyes.
the whole thing is so unbelievably endearing, and you canât stop grinning as you pack up your things and stand up.
âletâs go home, toji.â you hold your palm out for him, and youâre rewarded with a pointed glanceâhe takes your hand anyway. even as you both exit the park, toji has an unamused pout on his face, glaring ahead.
you canât resist.
âdonât tell me you actually feel threatened now,â you giggle, grabbing his bicep and pressing close. toji glances at you from the corner of his eyes, unamusedâwhich only seems to make you laugh harder. âoh come on! he was so cute!â
âlittle brat,â he grumbles in return. âcouldnât take a hint.â
âyouâre mad because the eight year old kid at the park didnât want to believe you were my boyfriend?â
âthe fuck do you think? of course i am. what do i look like if not your fucking boyfriend?â
you chortle, practically falling on him with the weight of your amusement. he sighs, disgruntled.
âitâs not funny, kid.â toji rolls his eyes at youâinternally, heâs trying not to grin.
âitâs so funny, toji.â you straighten up, smiling at him with stars in your eyes. âyouâre ridiculous and itâs so cute.â
he scoffs, giving you a sidelong glance before reaching up to tug at your cheek. âiâm definitely not the cute one.â he murmurs offhandedly before internally smirking at the way you seem to be caught off guard by his statement.
âwhatever,â you mumble, holding his arm as you both continue walking home in relative silence. from the corner of your eye you can see tojiâs expression as he mutely stares ahead, deep in thought. you decide not to disturb him, content on just feeling his warmth bleeding into your palmâalways at your side.
toji replays the incident in his head multiple times as you head home. the bickering, the sass, and the unfiltered adoration that little brat seemed to have for you.
something clicks.
as youâre pushing open the door of your apartment, you hear toji quietly chuckle from behind you, and you turn to look at him over you shoulder. âwhat?â
he shakes his head slowly, eyes shut even as an uncharacteristically soft smile tugs at his lips. âjust thinkingâŠâ
âabout what?â you ask curiously.
toji grins at you, cocking his head fondly. âwhen we have a kid, i want the little brat to be just like that.â
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Yuji stood there with teary eyes, sniffling and ready to scream
His father was sat there with a smug smile staring down at him
You could barely see over your husbandâs shoulder who was leaning on his side over your lap. Yujiâs hands coming up reaching for you only to lightly be swatted away by Ryomen
âNo, mine.â
Yuji let out a silent cry, Sukunaâs grin widened as you sighed
âMoommmyyyâ he tried to push past his dad hands reaching out for you again
âNo,â Sukuna swatted his little hands away again, âMine.â
Yuji let out a small scream and started crying falling back and down onto his little butt, âMooMMMYyyyyâ
You had watched this happen for five minutes and you shook your head with a smile, âCome here baby.â Sukuna moved out the way and you lightly shouldered him with a smile, he still had a grin on his face as he picked up Yuji dropping him on your lap
Yujiâs hands clinging to your shirt as he sniffled into your chest, only for Sukuna to lean down to his ear, âstill mine.â
Yuji wailed looking up at you before you placed a hand on his head kissing his forehead, his smile was wobbly with teary eyes as he buried his face into your chest again and Sukuna chuckled placing his hand over yours on Yujiâs head. âHeh, brat.â
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Bakugo would say the most out of pocket things just to get a reaction out of you, followed by that shit eating grin and hollow âhehâ every damn time.
Youâre out buying new shoes, trying on sneakers when he makes a comment about selling your feet pictures online if his hero rankings take a dip to bring in extra cash.
At his parentâs house for dinner, he takes you into his old bedroom to show you around for the first time. He starts snickering about how loud you are at his place and that he would have never been able to get away with sneaking you into his room.
While getting ready for a hero gala, he tells you to wear âthat bra that makes your tits look like planetsâ so people are too distracted by you to notice his snide remarks, rewarding him with a good word in the press that week.
Itâs all in good fun, Bakugo loves teasing you and appreciates that you take his jokes without a fuss. What he doesnât expect is the first time you retaliate to one of his quips, leaving him wide eyed and shell shocked before he hunches over with laughter.
âHa, ya finally got the guts to give my shit backâta me. Game on, loser!â
#heâs an insufferable menace#but heâs *your* menace#â.rei daydreams#â.bkg dreamscapes#bakugo x reader#bakugou x reader#mha x reader#bnha x reader
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vi who sleeps in nothing but a pair of boxers/plaid pants (coz she runs super hot)...good luck trying to get any sleeping done next to allat ( . äșș . )
right. we are so back (i say, as if i've fucking gone anywhere except or being chronically online here writing vi fics) but pls put ur hands together for the original shirtless sleeper vi anon; our one tru savior who spawned all those topless vi hcs
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vi, who runs super fucking hot all the time, sleeps in nothing but boxers or boy shorts, always kicks the blankets off the bed. before you got together, you'd sometimes find her passed out on the couch in the living room, snoring, her shirt rucked all the way up, her abs out on full display, on hand thrown over her head, the other dangling off the edge of the couch.
you've had to wake her up more than once, tug her over your shoulders, and half-drag, half-walk her to her own bedroom, dumping her on the bed, coaxing her into a semi-normal sleeping position before tucking her in.
but the next morning, when you'd wake up to check on her, you'd always find her somehow with all the sheets thrown off her (even in the dead of winter), and her shirt magically discarded somewhere on her floor, her torso bare, her nipple rings glinting in the morning light seeping in from the cracks between her eternally closed blinds.
sometimes, you'd linger over the sleeping shape of her, a stupid little indulgent smile on your lips as you sigh and walk back out of the room.
now that you're together though, it's even worse (and by that i mean better) bc she's a cuddler, you know she is. and she loves wrapping herself around you when she sleeps, digging her nose into the nape of your neck if she's big spoon, or just curling herself over your body, her leg thrown over both of yours, one of her arms looped around your middle --
except she's a human furnace, and in the summers, you've already got the ac blasting, but somehow its still not enough, and you always wake up in the middle of the night, skin sticky with a thin layer of sweat, trying to get some air. but when you try to roll away from her, she'd always whine and chase you, pull you back tighter into her arms, nuzzle against your cheek and mumble something about not leaving her.
"vi -- i'm not going anywhere, i'm just sweating --"
"mm... turn the ac up more..."
"okay, but you have to let me go first."
"mmm.... don't wanna..."
but the fact that her tits are rubbing up against your arm, her nipple rings cool along your skin -- you shiver, and she chuckles.
"can't be that hot if you're shivering like that."
you groan; she sounds way more awake now than a second ago. fuck.
"j-just -- lemme go turn down the ac --"
"don't -- i'm comfy." she locks you into her chest, her nose pressing into your cheek as she ghosts her lips over your skin. you can't help the tiny whimper that squeezes out of your throat.
you've got a quiz tomorrow (technically, later on today since it's like 4am in the morning) in fluid mechanics and you really can't be losing sleep like this but --
vi's already shifting, twisting you towards her, cupping your cheek to turn your face. your lips meet and you know it's a lost cause to try and resist.
"c'mon pretty girl -- spread those legs for me -- gotta work up a sweat first if you wanna cool down after, right?" she says as she tugs your legs open with one of her ankles hooked over yours, keeping your leg pinned beneath hers as her free hand slips beneath the waistband of your panties.
needless to say, you don't get much sleep for the rest of the night. you still manage to make it to your fluid mechanics class the next day, and the quiz goes... okay. but your ac bill is really really way too high that month.
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which one??
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Rintaro and you try to keep your cute affections consistent after Akito.
Being young parents in love, itâs a much easier task on paper, the screaming toddler and said child clinging to your every limb definitely puts the slightest damper on things.
You try to sneak kisses in the hallway, passing each other during dinner, as you both go about your mornings, but itâs just beyond difficult when it comes to a tiny terror running amuck.
One who also seems to get jealous when heâs not included in affections regarding you. No peaceful hugs, no cuddling, and certainly no kisses when your son is around, who quickly toddles his way between you both to get that attention from you, then from Rin.
He loves being the center of attention, the center of your attentions, and while it is more than endearing to you, you can tell it is hitting Rintaro in areas he didn't know were possessive until he has to share you with a tiny, feral child.
And now, standing over a bowl of fruit, when you feel two arms snake around your waist, you melt into the touch, relishing in the attention for as long as you can.
âHey momma,â he murmurs against your hair. âGoing for my run, you need anything before I go?â
âJust my goodbye kiss,â you hum, and he grins as he leans down to press a kiss to your lips, and for a moment, you wrap your arms around his neck and forget about the rest of the world. Rin always has that effect on you, itâs amazing, and-
âDadda no!â Akito whines, toddling over quickly.
Rintaro pulls back and furrows his brows in betrayal, âwhat do you mean no?â
âNo kâmumma!â He commands, jamming himself between the two of you, a tiny palm pressing Rin's thigh to try and push him away from you. You bring your hands up to cover your mouth as to try and hide your laughter while Rintaro pouts his two year old. âMy mumma,â he echos, wrapping his arms around your leg.
âAwww honey,â you coo, crouching down to curl Akito into your arms, kissing his chubby cheeks. âMy akito boy.â He giggles at the attention, arms wrapping around you. You scoop him up, smiling as he curls against your chest.
âIâm not playing this game,â Rintaro grumbles. He leans down to kiss your head, only for a chubby hand to shove him away. âAkito.â
âMy mumma.â
âI do not like this.â
âHey. You were the favorite for a long time. Itâs my turn,â you tease, planting a quick kiss to Rintaroâs cheek, âIâll give you affection once you get back, he'll be eating breakfast by then, so I'll see what I can schedule you in for.â You send him a wink, and he pouts at your not-so-seriousness.
âYouâd better,â he huffs. He looks at his son and sighs dramatically before trying to plant a kiss to his head, but he coos as Akito tips his head to get a kiss on the cheek. âItâs a good thing youâre so cute, kid.â
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The Finer Things in Death
Alastor x Soulmate!Female!Reader
Summary: An AU where your soulmate's first words to you are tattooed on your body in their handwriting.
Oh dear, where's your smile?
You knew those words by heart. Could recite them backwards, in your sleep even. Those damning words have been inscribed on the inside of your ankle for as long as you could remember, the elegant cursive strokes poking out of your shoe line.
In theory, somewhere, someone else was supposed to be sporting your own neat, boxy handwriting. You'd say you lucked out with yours. Some soul marks were less than pleasant, and others were downright embarrassing (imagine having the words move, asshole written on your stomach for the rest of your life. No thank you).
At least your soulmate was trying to cheer you up, right?
Yeah, but there was just one teeny, tiny problem.
Your soulmate was dead. Long dead actually.
Were they stillborn? Did their toddler self die in a house fire or something? Night after night you laid awake in your bed, pondering what the hell could have possibly happened to have altered the entire course of fate.
All you really knew was that your soul mark was a light gray (indicating a severed bond) instead of the usual inky black, and it had been since the day you were born. Everyone was in shock to see the faint words on your little ankle. After all, how could a soul mark exist if the other person wasn't even alive to speak those words into existence?
Simply put, you were a conundrum, and it had been some time since you had dedicated effort into figuring out why? You'd accepted it. Your soulmate was dead. Life went on.
Besides, you'd spent enough time grieving over someone you'd never met before.
Your lifestyle was not extravagant by any means, but it was comfortable. You had a steady income, lived on your own in an apartment in the city, and survived off of more than ramen bowls. Every day you would come home and read in your little fluffy alcove that you'd built yourself by your window, or pop open a bag of chips (and the occasional bottle of wine, if you were feeling fancy) while you watched the latest crime show releases from your couch.
Yes, so comfortable was your little routine, that you didn't notice the robbery happening in the convenience store you were browsing in, or the stray bullet coming for your head until it was too late. Your skull exploded in a world of pain, eyes rolling back as your body crumpled to the ground.
Dying was an interesting experience, to say the least. Your soul floated from your body, the final notes of music that blasted from your earphones fading into nothingness like the sound of a car driving away.
There was a brief moment where you were struck numb, hovering in the air as you stared down at your glassy eyed corpse, blood pooling alarmingly from the circular shaped hole in your head. You heard screams of the other customers behind you, but they were kind of muffled, like you were underwater.
It didn't last long though, because before you knew what was happening, you felt an almighty tug downwards, like an anchor had just chained itself to your stomach.
And that was how you ended up in hell. Fun. What were you here for? You had no idea. Maybe God got mad that your teenage self stole a few packs of gummy bears in high school. But a life of eternal damnation and suffering seemed a little harsh, didn't it?
Before you could contemplate the semantics of it though, something...strange happened. Your ankle, right where you'd tried countless times to forget your soul mark existed, was burning like a fucking brand.
You hissed sharply in pain, frantically pulling down your sock to assess the damage. Was the eternal punishment starting already or something? Shit, you had terrible pain tolerance.
But what you saw made you gasp. In fact, you could hardly believe your eyes.
Because in the place of your faded grey soul mark, the letters had been reinvigorated, darkened with a swift hand andâglowing they were glowing holy shit.
"Hah," you huffed in disbelief, shaking your head slowly. "So that was it, huh? I was destined to meet my shitty soulmate in hell this whole fucking time?" You punctuated the last words with a few angry kicks to an unassuming patch of weeds. What a cosmic joke at your existence.
But, like you always did in shitty situations, you gathered all of your raging emotions, stuffed them tightly in a box at the back of your mind, and cooled your head. Freaking out in this place would do you no good.
Turned out hell was pretty much like the world you'd left, except for the fact that you could kill someone on the street and nobody would bat an eye. Like all of the depraved aspects of humanity were on full display now in a somehow still functioning society.
You managed to snag a job at an old record store, the owner giving you one look before grunting and gesturing to the registerâbut not before lifting his jacket to show you the long assault riffle strapped across his chest. Yeesh, you got the message.
It wasn't a bad job by any means, especially considering where you were. Sure a little boring and monotonous, but you'd restock thousands of old albums if it meant staying away from the overlords.
Oh, yeah, another thing. Overlords were like the big shots around hell. Messing with them usually meant a death sentence, or worse, a contract.
And if there was anything at all that you picked up from all those nights of watching television, it was that you do not make deals with the devil. Really, elementary level shit. And you'd never actually seen Lucifer, mind you, but these demons were probably a close second, right?
Yeah, so really, you were just living a shittier variant of your life on earth it seemed. Repetitive, safe and comforting. You were even starting to like the scent of musty cardboard, as weird as that was.
And once again, all thoughts of your soulmate slipped your mind.
Until one day, when everything went to shit.
****
It started like this: with the sad sight of your empty fridge.
You groaned, dragging a tired hand down your face. Seriously? You thought you'd restocked already, damn it.Â
Your stomach growled achingly, and you sighed, wondering if you'd actually die again if you starved yourself. Begrudgingly, you decided that you didn't really want to chance it, throwing on the first set of clothes that you saw and slipping out of your dingy apartment to make a quick grocery run.
You generally hated leaving your apartment, and didn't do so except to retrieve bare necessities or walk across the block to go to work.
Why? Well, see exhibit A to your left: some poor, random demon screeching and running around on fire. See exhibit B to your right: a turf war between two rival gangs. And finally how could you forget, cannibal colony, slurping up intestines like bloody, chunky spaghetti. Disgusting.
The worst thing about hell wasn't the fact that you were in hell, it was the fact that the worst of the worst people were all cramped together like some fucked up refugee camp, and some people were significantly worse than others. Which sucked, for the poor unfortunate souls just trying to get by. Like you.
You sighed, ducking under a stray stream of bullets (you weren't falling for that shit twice) and side stepping pools of blood and guts. Just a regular Monday morning in hell. God damn it.
It seemed luck wasn't on your side though, because an ugly, dog-headed demon blocked your path, sneering down at you smugly. "Hey bitch, it's your lucky day. The big boss is hiring, and you fit the profile."
You clenched your grocery bags in a white-knuckled grip. Nobody would give a flying fuck if you were dragged off of the street in broad daylight. "Not interested."
"Oh it wasn't a suggestion," he chuckled darkly. You tensed as you were surrounded by at least four other demons. Shit, you knew you should have slept in.
"You like apples?" You nodded sharply at the demon in charge.
His face twisted in annoyance. "Why the fuck do yâ"
You reached into your bag, before hurling a granny smith straight at his forehead. He yelped as it made contact, stumbling back as he shook his head in confusion. While everyone was still in shock from your weapon of choice, you shoved your way out of the circle, gunning it straight down the street because your second life did depend on it.
"Get her!" You heard a yell of absolute rage, making you shiver. Fuck, that did not sound promising. That apple must have really pissed him off.
Putting your limited aerobics to use, you ducked, dodged and lunged through the crowd like a pro. Your heart pounded wildly in your chest, air burning your lungs as you pumped your legs faster. But of course, your grocery bag ripped open, sending all of your food tumbling and you by extension, tripping and face planting in the dirt rather pathetically.
A meaty hand gripped a handful of your hair, yanking it up harshly. You cried out as he pulled, hands uselessly trying to smack his away, but his hold only tightened. A liquor-filled breath and cheap cologne invaded your senses, making you cough.
"Uppity bitch," he growled, giving your scalp a painful yank for good measure. "You actually thought you could get away? Maybe I should teach you a lesson, huh? Sample the goods."
You froze, every nerve in your body going cold. So far in your stay in hell, you'd managed to avoid the more depraved souls here. You kept your head down, didn't draw attention to yourself, and were mostly left alone. Looked like today, your luck had finally run out.
"Get the hell off of me!" You spat, twisting around vehemently, only for your head to snap to the side as you were harshly backhanded.
"Stop your fucking whining and stay still!" He snapped, narrowing his eyes.
You bared your teeth, snapping at him aggressively.
A round of mocking chuckles went around the group of your kidnappers, the one holding your hair giving you a wicked grin. "Shit, that was cute. Reallyâ"
He didn't get to finish his sentence, because his head exploded. Literally exploded, blood and brain matter dripping from your face. His hand went slack, dropping you on your wobbling knees.
Everyone was silent for a second, staring at the bloody mess where the demon was standing two seconds prior.
And that was when you heard it. Static. Loud, crackling and ominous.
Your mouth went dry. Shit. Shitty shit shit. You knew what that meant. How could you not? The asshole broadcasted his killings all over hell like a fucking psychopath. And now, it was your turn to become hell's gory entertainment. Fan-fucking-tastic.
You stood frozen, breath stuck in your throat as dark, menacing tendrils slowly curled along the walls. A large, grinning shadow rounded the corner, before the culprit himself stalked into view, razor sharp teeth on display as he tilted his head. "Oh," his grin widened. "Am IÂ interrupting?"
"N-No man," one of the braver demons stuttered, taking a step back. "You can have herâ"
Splat.
You turned slowly to face the bloody wall, eyes wide in disbelief.
"How distasteful," the radio demon shook his head. "As if I'd participate in your brainless thuggery. No, no. Unlike you gentlemen, I have class. Truly," his eyes lit up like glowing radio dials, a dark shadowy mass rising behind him as his antlers branched out like a gnarled, rotten tree. "Did your mother never teach you any manners?"
Faster than you could blink, the demons around you were reduced to blood, cartilage and splintered bone. The overwhelming irony scent made you want to gag, but you didn't dare move a muscle, eyes fixated on the terrifying sight before you.
When the radio demon noticed your staring, his smile sharpened, antlers shrinking as he leisurely approached you. Oh no. Nononono.
You struggled to keep from hyperventilating, your body going into shock as he leaned into your personal space. Two bloody fingers pushed into your cheeks, forcing your mouth into a morbid, artificial smile. "Oh dear," he tutted in amusement. "Where's your smile?"
You jerked back violently, eyes wide as icy cold realization washed over you. Dread squeezed your lungs as you stared at the grinning, bloody figure of your soulmate in horror.
The radio demon. Psychopath and mass murderer.
Your soulmate.
What the FUCK.
"T-This," your voice shook. "This is not happening."
There was a sudden screech of radio static, before his own eyes widened. Shit. "What," he said sharply. "Did you just say?"
"A-Ah," you trembled, leaning back. Every single nerve in your body was alight, screaming at you to get the ever-loving fuck away from him. In what was probably the stupidest and most desperate plan of your life, you pointed over his shoulder fearfully. "Look! Another one!"
As soon as he turned his head, you bolted down the street.
****
You slammed your front door closed behind you, doubleâtriple checking your lock before sliding down to the floor in a panting mess.
Immediately you grew paranoid. What the fuck were you thinking? A lock wouldn't keep the radio demon out. You needed fifty more locks and ten more doors. You needed to barricade yourself inside for the next month. You neededâ
"Hello there!" An exuberant voice chirped.
You screamed, throwing the first thing you could grab in his direction. He caught the house slipper, inspecting it in amusement, before tossing it over his shoulder.
"My, did I scare you sweetheart? Apologies," he grinned smugly, relaxing in your recliner with a mug of coffee. Your favorite mug. Â
You blinked. What the fuck?
"What are you doing in my house?" You squeaked, fingers digging into your welcome mat.
"Oh dear, allow me to introduce myself," he set the mug down on your coffee table, leisurely rising from the couch and offering a hand. "I'm Alastor! A pleasure to be meeting you sweetheart, quite a pleasure."
You didn't take his hand, instead choosing to gape at him like a dead fish.
He retracted his hand, tilting his head with a shit-eating grin. Twirling his cane, he continued like there wasn't just an awkward and terrifying pause. "I hope you don't mind that I followed you! You see, I believe our conversation was cut a bit...short." His eyes glowed as unidentifiable symbols floated in the air around him.
As quickly as they appeared however, they disappeared like they were never there. Jesus Christ, this man was giving you emotional whiplash. "Anywho!" He perked up again, ever the charming grin on his face. "Enough about me! I've yet to catch your name, darling."
Fuck. You really didn't want to give him your name.
But before you could open your mouth, he leaned closer to you, grin widening ominously. "I hope you're not thinking of lying, my dear. I must say, I'm not very fond of that quality."
"Y-Y/n!" You said quickly, raising your hands to shield your face.
There was a slight pause, before a gentle touch swiped at your cheek, retracting after a moment. You peeked your eye open, only to become vaguely ill at the sight.
"You had a little something on your face," he chuckled in amusement, holding out a clump of brain matter. With a swift flick, it was magicked away.
"What do you want?" You whimpered, overwhelmed with the entire situation.
"Oh dear, is it really that strange for me to want to get to know my soulmate?" He tilted his head, leaning towards you uncomfortably close.
"Y-Yes, actually," you stuttered, trying to look anywhere but his prominent red eyes. "I thought you'd do something more along the lines of...killing and eating me." You shrunk back as his grin widened. "Please don't eat me."
"How morbid, I would never!" He waved it away, like the idea was preposterous. "My word! What awful rumors you've been hearing about me!"
"You frequent cannibal colony and I just saw you tear apart six demons like they were freshly baked bread," you stared at him incredulously. "What hasn't been spot on?"
He paused, before giving you a humoring chuckle. "Well it seems your impression of me needs correcting!" Before you knew what was happening, nimble fingers encircled your wrist, pulling it forward gently. He pressed warm lips to the back of your hand, before giving you a charming grin. "Enchanté, ma chÚre."
You blinked, breath stuck in your throat. "WhatâWhat does that mean?"
"Oh, don't you worry your pretty little head about it!" He gently set your hand down, before pinching your cheek condescendingly. "Well my dear, I'm afraid I have other responsibilities I must attend to!"
He stood up with a flourish, leaning on his microphone cane as he smirked at you. "Not to worry!" He snapped his fingers, and a slim, feminine shadow emerged from the ground. "Missy here will watch over you in my stead."
"What? No, Iâ"
"I'll be back before you know it!" He offered a chilling smile, before melting into a puddle of shadows.
You gaped at the spot where he once stood, trying to process what the actual fuck just happened. Your gaze slid over to the feminine looking shadow, still standing in the corner of your living room. She grinned at your attention, teeth sharpened.
You closed your eyes, head thumping back against your door in exhaustion.Â
"I'm so fucked."
****
Enchanté, ma chÚre : Charmed, my dear
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this part has me feral guys you don't understand RAHHHHH
#deadpool and wolverine#hugh jackman#ryan reynolds#deadpool#wolverine#wolverine x reader#deadpool x reader#screaming#without the s#do you get me#DO YOU GET MEEEE#marvel needed deadpool#i needed a silly guy as a menacing superhero#love him guys
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âșïœĄËâËKardashian who ? | OP81âșïœĄËâË
pairing: Oscar Piastri x actress!user ( she her ),
genre: social media au,
warnings: Cursing, pr nightmare, kardashian slender
summary: in which the Kardashians are in their downfall era and yn is ready to be the one who burried them
fc: Zendaya
instagram ->
liked by oscarpiastri, kimkardashian, taylorswift and others
yourusername : Met Gala and miami gpppp !
tagged : oscarpiastri, landonorris
landonorris : You are my lucky charm, yn
yourusername : Fuck, I'm dating the wrong driver đ I should have dated the race winner oscarpiastri : Babe đ„ș yourusername : KOALA
kimkardashian : Beautiful ! I wish I could be at the Met
user55 : Yn didn't even liked Kim's comment
user6 : Yn is the first one praying for their downfall and I'm here for this
oscarpiastri : Three pictures of me ? Wow babe
yourusername : It was just to hide my secret relationship wiht Lando oscarpiastri : Can he ask your number in japanese ?? yorusername : NEVERMIND BYE LANDO THIS IS HOT
lewishamilton : đ€©đ€©
yourusername : You outfit was incredible ! Please teach me your secrets
oscarpiastri
liked by yourusername, landonorris, charles_leclerc and more
oscarpiastri : race duuump ( go watch Challengers, my girlfriend is in it )
tagged : yourusername
yourusername : AHA LAME
oscarpiastri : Babe đ„ș yourusername : Fuck you still got me with that.
yourusername : Whose facebook mom is this ???
yourusername : FUCK THIS IS MY FACEBOOK MOM
landonorris : Cold, As and Fuck !
charles_leclerc : Son !
user57 : How did he pull her ?
user69 : Oscar is sooo peaceful. My boyfriend would have been jealous if I kissed two men. Even in a movie
oscarpiastri : I'm just proud of my babe đ„ș yourusername : Stop being sweet !!! oscarpiastri : đ„șđ„ș user67 : couple goals
twitter ->
Instagram ->
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liked by hayleybieber, dailymail, krisjenner and others
kimkardashian We are the Kardashians
tagged : All the Kardashians and Jenner
user56 : This is so petty đ Ma'am you are just mad THE Yn is ignoring you.
user78 : Posting in the Marylin's dress that she ruined đđ Ma'am !
kourtneykardashian : We are the Kardashians
krisjenner : Can you keep us with us ?
oscarpiastri and yourusername
liked by landonorris, charles_leclerc, pierregasly and others
yourusername and oscarpiastri We are the Piastri family and no one needs a show to know us. And without implants
tagged : landonorris, oscarpiastri, yourusername
landonorris : Am I the son or the third husband ?
georgerussell : the dog yourusername : SON ! oscarpiastri : Stop adopting everyone YN yourusername : I just adopted, Lando, Ollie, Kimi, Doriane, Yuki, Pierre and ... oh yeah kimiantonelli : Mother ? yourusername : SON
oscarpiastri : my fiancee is gorgeous
user56 : FIANCEE ??
charles_leclerc : *Piastri-Leclerc
user67 : They said 'let's be the downfall of the Kardashians'
user5 : And we are all here for it
user78 : She's so pretty my god
Twitter ->
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Take care of your yourself and request are still opened ! And pretty please, tell me how upgrade it
Byye
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Wow holy shit wasn't expecting people to actually like the idea of Menace reader so here's part two! Part three in the works with a poll on the end of this one to see how it goes. Enjoy :)
Thus begins the prank war.
It would go back and forth for a few weeks, Menace constantly finding new ways to make sure they're never one upped by the other operators in playful retaliation to their pranks.
For example: they knew it was Gaz who painted "dickhead" on their helmet with glow in the dark paint, so in turn they messed with the bottoms of his boots so they squeaked with every step. When Kyle had seen Menace after the fact, he chased them down while they cackled like a hyena becauae who wouldn't laugh if the person chasing them had squeakers strapped to their heel.
Or how Soap managed to switch out Menace's body wash with a menthol infused oneâ so when he caught Soap in the shared restrooms he dumped ice cold water onto the man's bare back and head. Never before had Menace needed to run out of a shower so fast to the sounds of Scottish yeling, but John learned to shower whenever the Coperal was fucking off somewhere else.
When the Price and Ghost managed to inconvenience Menace by changing the keyboard configuration on their computer and unscrewed the bolts of their chair... they responded in kind by seran wrapping Every. Single. Item in Price's office when he was on a mission. Though truly this one backfired as they were called into the same office nearly an hour laterâ running face first into a near invisible seran wrap blockade that was hiding in the doorway, and they had to help unwrap all of their hard work.
They had even replaced all of Ghost's nice, full pens with shitty one's that are completely empty when they knew he had a lot of writing to do that day. Little did they know he kept a pen on him at all times, but they did hear soft swearing from his office when they passed byâ mild inconveniences worked best on him, after all he had briefly mentioned that life was a big inconvenience as is.
It's all fine and dandy, but Menace knows they have to step up their game.
Then one of them winds up in a snare trap that Menace set on the path around the base, only for said trickster to pop out of a bush wearing a ghillie suit they stole from sod earlier in the day. They'd been waiting all day for John to spring their trap and now that they got him where they want him, what happens?
Three words.
Pool Noodle Piñata
Menace doesn't even let the man get a fighting chance before they're whacking him in the stomach, only to dart away when they realized he hadn't come alone. John and Kyle had come with water guns to find them, and they nearly yelled at the ice cold water that just barely sprayed their back.
The new idea of the pseudo guerrilla prank warfare was entertaining to say the least... and provided a good means of training for practically everyone at the base. After all, some other soldiers had gotten into the crossfire multiple times. Whether it be the salt that had been replaced by sugar, or stumbling into an office that had just been boobytrapped for someone else.
Everyone knew how to be professional when they needed to, but when they didn't have to there were the occasional nerf gun fights in the cafeteria led by none other than Menace themself, or a water balloon strike from the roof of one of the buildings.
Team building exercises they would call it others would call it an uprising. But the operators of 141 knew better, especially after realizing how Menace meant no harmâ this is just who they were.
Their harmless trickster.
The same harmless trickster who comes back from a mission to find that their office had been fully gift-wrapped and the boys who had done it were hiding behind the door with swords fashioned from the sane pool noodle they used on Johnny.
Though the bottle of glitter Menace had picked up along the way came in handy since they were all in once space together. To this day everyone is picking glitter out of their hair or clothes. So who really won this time.
PT 1 | PT 2 | PT 3
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Student Council President!Chaewon x Little Menace Reader
Genre: Friends (love-hate) with benefits. smut. Fluff (kinda lmao)
TW: overstimulation. Orgasm delay)? Little bit of choking âcause it doesnât hurt. Jealousy, chae is lowkey possessive idk what to tell you.
This is based on this stucon presi!chae x menace reader storyline, so Iâd go check that first 100%.
What for others would look like you simply talking and laughing with some of your friends, to chaewon (my least possessive friend Ofc) looked like the stupid flirty menace she unfortunately likes was surrounded by popular pretty girls, minutes away from probably choosing who chaewonâs replacement/competition/rival the subject of your attention is gonna be for the weekend.
It wasnât like that tho, at all. Actually, to most peopleâs surprise (and disappointment), you werenât interested in getting with nobody else besides chaewon, but this last part was Ofc something only you and her knew.
And yes she knew it! She didnât think like this about you. Not all the time at least. Only when she was really jealous. Her mind would betray her creating fake scenarios where you go and fuck somebody else as good as you fucked her. Or where youâd let other people explore that body that she so much loved, making her get all impulsive and angry and ugh! She had to go there and showed you and everybody who tf owned you.
She decided sheâs had enough when she sees Chaeryeong grabbing your waist.
She was simply helping you with a dance move that she showed you and you wanted to learn.
âBsâ, according to chaewon. Specially when the other girls are looking at you like youâre a piece of meat while youâre dancing so sexy.
(None of that was actually happening snjddj theyâre just laughing with/at you âcause youâre too silly and canât get the move right. Wonie is insane).
But she was jealous af, so out of impulse (this is your influence istg) she walked to you, grabbed your wrist and threw a cheap excuse about how you had to help the stuco members finish some stuff as part of one of your punishments.
You werenât even sure if that was true or not (probably yes) but you didnât even have a chance to fight as she dragged you down the hallway. You could only wave a goodbye to the other girls while they waved back with confused expressions in their faces, not saying anything because who in their right mind would argue with a clearly angry Kim Chaewon.
âWe should pray for herâ Ryujin said. And oh was she right.
Chaewon grabbed your wrist tighter and pulled you to an empty janitorâs closet, locking the door quickly.
âUmm, Wonie?-â you started, clearly confused about what was happening, but got cut off.
âShut up.â she whispered while pushing you against the door, pressing her body against yours and kissing you aggressively.
You had no idea what was going on but you donât have time to even process a question when her hand is already inside your pants, teasing you and making you wetter than you already were. The girl lets go of your lips at the same time so she can see your reaction, while you sigh both âcause of the lack of air in your lungs and âcause of the pleasure and intensity of her eyes.
âUnnie whatâs-â
âShut.up.â
Oh?? -
Her fingers started moving slowly on your clit, which is surprising in contrast with the aggressive way she basically kidnapped you in this closet.
Donât get confused tho, she totally wants to ruin you right now for making her feel this way. So impulsive, so angry, so jealous. Acting without stopping herself to reason and to choose a coherent decision. That is so you. This wasnât Chaewon. This wasnât her, tf?. She was upset at you and wanted you to know it, to feel it burning through your body the way it was through hers. But first she had to make you believe sheâs taking things slow.
âWonie, that feels goodâŠâ
âYeah?â She asked in that sensual soft tone she sometimes used, accompanied with a smile âI make you feel good, donât I?â
âOf course you do babyâŠâ you answered, already starting to get lost in the pleasure the girl was making you feel, closing your eyes while you rested your head against the door behind you. Biting your lip and unconsciously moving a little bit under her touch, starting to give Chaewon a little show.
âBetter than Chaeryeong?â
âŠoh.
âBetter than all those girls? Hm? Donât think I didnât see you basically flirting with all of them. Tell me, do I make you feel better than them?â
Oh no.
âOh Iâm fuckedâ you thought. Chaewon was jealous. Thatâs why she was being so impulsive and careless. And here you were thinking she was just starting to get too affected âcause of your company.
You could be a little bit of flirt, yes. But it was part of your personality, it was just natural! Plus it was mostly just joking around, you were friends with those girls, and honestly chaewon kept you too distracted to think about other girls like that, let alone actually get with other girls. Even if you guys werenât exactly dating. (Lets go losers who are loyal without dating wooo)
âChaewon, itâs not like that, with Chaer-â
âShut. Up!â She whispered-screamed âI donât wanna hear other girlsâ names while Iâm fucking you, let alone their stupid little nicknames, whatâs wrong with you?!â
âBut you asked me if- Ah fuck!â you almost screamed in a high pitched cry when she suddenly put her fingers all the way inside you.
âAnd your answer wasnât supposed to include another girlâs name.â she said between her teeth, slowly but hardly fingering you.
âI- Iâm sorryâŠâ
âNow tell me. Do I make you feel better than them?â
You were gonna answer but she started going so fast on purpose, sending your mind to another planet.
âanswer me or Iâll stop and you wonât get to come today.â
âYes! Yes youâre so good. Youâre better than everybody else, youâre perfect!â you said in between moans while trying to catch your breath. Compliments kept falling from your mouth and Chaewon loved every second of it. You guys couldnât be too loud tho.
âBe quiet, somebody might hear you!â
âI canât, it feels too goodâŠâ
âYeah?â She said while softening her tone and smiling. Those little moans and whimpers while you grabbed her shoulders, causing wrinkles in her perfectly ironed uniform. Sheâd normally complain about it but she couldnât care less, not when youâre looking and sounding so cute, making her forget why was she even mad about to begin with.
âToo good⊠unnieâŠâ and Omg she canât help but to shut you up with a kiss. Her kisses went to your neck while you unbuttoned your shirt.
âWhat are you doing?â The president asked while looking at you, stopping her kisses.
âI need kisses there too..â you answered, referring to your now very sensitive tits.
âAnd who told you you had any type of control on whatâs happening here right now?â She said in a mocking tone.
âUnnie, pleaseâŠâ you begged, looking up at her and pouting, your eyes basically screaming your desire for her mouth to cease the needs that that part of your body was feeling. And thatâs all it took for her walls to break and give in.
âFuck. youâre lucky youâre cute and have those puppy eyes.â She said while moving your bra up and starting to leave kisses on your chest.
âHa, thanks. Jen says the same all the timeâ you said without thinking. And you regretted it immediately when you realized you once again dropped somebody elseâs name. Chaewon stopped her kisses and fingers inside you, making you groan as you felt that familiar sensation of your orgasm getting close painfully disappearing. Ah fuck.
âOh really?â she said, sarcasm floating around her tone while she looked up at you. You gulped.
Chaewon (almost) never got jealous of her best friend. She knew you guys were friends even before she appeared in the picture at all. But right now? Every other human being was simply a rival for her. Even Yunjin. It was you and her. And you were hers. And sheâll fuck every other girl, person, name, thought out of your fucking mind if she has too. You get distracted way too easily for her liking.
âWhat else does she do that I do too, hm?â she asked while starting to move her fingers again slowly.
âI- Iâm sorry unnie I didnât mean to-â you tried to say but she wasnât having it.
âNo no, cmon tell me. What does my friend and I have in common?â she added, a fake-interested tone adorning her voice âdoes she also tells you how tight your pussy always is even after fucking it deep and hard a million times?â
You whimpered at her dirty talking, not being able to answer as your brain was malfunctioning with the pleasure added by her words and the stimulation she started to give to your nipples with her other hand.
âDoes she tell you how perfect your tits fit in her hands? Or how good you taste in her mouth? Tell me does she tell you all those things while she fucks you as good as I doâ She whispered in your ear while fucking you harder and faster.
You couldnât form one single thought. You could only shook your head because of course Yunjin hasnât done any of that Tf?! Doesnât mean you werenât turned on by this jealous side of Chaewon, whoâd be so possessive even when she knows sheâs the only one who tells you and does all those things to you.
âYou know ~oh f-fuck~ that only you can make me feel this good, unnieâ you moaned in her ear with your low voice, and you could feel her whimper against your neck. âChaewon.. fuck Iâm gonna comeâŠâ you said, your voice getting slightly high pitched, praying sheâd finally let you come instead of building your orgasm and stopping.
âDo it for me, baby. Only for meâ she answered while sucking on one of your nipples and moaning against it, as her free hand grabbed your neck, tightening around it slightly just the way she knew you liked it, creating a sensation that was more than enough to send you to your climax. You came hard all over her hand, but she didnât stop or slow down.
âFuck! Wonie, waitâŠ!â you said while trying to move her hand but that only made her slap yours Lmao.
âah ah ah! Keep your hands to yourself babyâ the girl whispered in that sexy voice she has while getting on her knees, never removing her eyes from yours. If they werenât so hypnotizing maybe you wouldâve realized what she was gonna do. Only the sensation of her tongue inside your pussy replacing her fingers brought you back to reality.
âHoly fuck Wonie!â you almost screamed, quickly covering your mouth with your hand and biting hard to avoid any other sound coming from you. Her tongue, reaching every right spot right after your first orgasm, being too overwhelming âChaewon, please slow down, itâs too much!â you whispered-screamed. You looked down at her, and regretted it immediately.
The girl simply went to your clit and shook her head in a ânoâ motion while stimulating it with the tip of her tongue, her fingers back inside your pussy moving fast and hard. God she looked so Fuckin hot like that. Her pretty eyes fixed in your face, that stupid egocentric smile that made her eyes looked like crescent moons, nothing in her mind but to fuck you until your legs were shaking. That plus the way she moved her fingers and mouth on you, without even giving you a break from your recent orgasm, was making you feel extra sensitive. Pleasure running from head to toe. You could hear your heart in your ears.
âFuck! Oh my god, Wonie! AhhâŠâ you cried with the little string of voice you had left. tears forming in your barely open eyes while you gave the girl on her knees what she wanted and came all over her fingers and mouth. Your legs felt like jelly, so while getting up and licking her lips clean, she grabbed you so you wouldnât fall.
âAre you ok?â The president asked giggling, holding you close to her and feeling your agitated breathing against her chest. You shook your head, making her giggle again.
âWhat was that?!â You asked her, shocked and still not completely back after the intense experience the girl in front of you made you have.
âhmm, nothing. Just felt like stealing your attentionâ She answered, to then lick her fingers clean. God, you didnât understand what that woman did to you, you havenât even recovered from whatever that was, yet you could feel yourself slowly getting horny again. Thank and fuck youth for the high sex drive.
âItâs not typical of Kim Chaewon to do something like this thoâ you reminded her, hugging her by the shoulders. She scrunched her nose cutely at the comment.
âThatâs true, but youâre so cute like thisâ.
âWhat, all messy after we fuck? you asked her laughing while slowly getting your breath to start going back to normal. She softly slapped your arm.
âNot that, when youâre only mineâŠâ she said while hiding her face against your neck, and her fingers slowly traveled between your thighs again.
well, damn.
#kim chaewon#kim chaewon x reader#chaewon#chaewon x reader#stucon chaewon x reader#Menace reader#Stucon Le Sserafim#le sserafim#le sserafim smut#le sserafim scenarios#le sserafim imagines#le sserafim x reader#le sserafim x y/n#le sserafim x fem reader#kim chaewon smut#chaewon smut#kpop gg#kpop scenarios#kpop imagines
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random but toji definitely torments you with his stubble. itâs not often that he lets it grow, usually pretty quick to shave it down, but whenever he gets a little lazy with it he becomes downright evil.
mostly because he enjoys the way you squeal when the rough texture brushes over your skin. it starts off as an accident, just an honest reaction when you come home one night and he presses a chaste kiss to your throat. he definitely does not expect the way you jump and swat at him, complaining about how his beard is too scratchy and that it tickles.
you canât blame him for using it to his advantage.
so now whenever he notices that his stubble has gotten a little rough you bet heâs gonna be chasing you around, lips tugging into his trademark smirk as he hears your peals of laughter. itâs a like a gameâsee how quick he can get his hands on you.
and when he inevitably does youâre already begging over your laughs, going âoh god toji please donâtâ!â
but heâs already grabbing your wrist and rubbing it across his chin, hearing the amused whines and complaints as you finally accept defeat. he only chuckles when you call him names and say heâs the worst and such, eagerly diving for your cheek and your neck to be as obnoxious as possible.
and on the other hand, you have your own funâwhenever he shaves youâre always bouncing around him and reaching for his cheeks, eager to feel the silky smooth skin under your palms. and he can only sigh indulgently, making a show out of rolling his eyes dramatically but still taking your palms and pressing them to his jaw.
you laugh and gush over how soft it is and he just shakes his head, lips pulling into a wry smirk as he bends down to let you do whatever youâd like.
âsee youâre so soft, toji!â you giggle, smushing his cheeks between your palms and he just scoffsâamused.
âyeah yeah, whatever,â he grunts, making a move to playfully bite at your fingers. âiâll get yânext time.â
âdare you to try,â you stick your tongue out at him, digging your fingers into his cheeks so that his lips are pouting. you can see the challenge settle into his eyes.
of course, he gets you back later, stubble scraping over your skin as soon as heâs able to.
and funnily enough, he gets so used to it that he starts doing it to the other sweet baby that enters his life.
âoh great,â you laugh, gently smacking his bicep as he presses closer to your body. âat least leave him out of this.â
âimpossible,â toji grins, letting his chin brush over chubby fingers. âhe needs to learn early.â
little baby megumi squeals from where heâs perched on tojiâs chest, arms flapping at the ticklish sensation. you chuckle, reaching out to drag a finger over his chubby cheeks, to which he just babbles.
âlearn that youâre a demon?â you ask sarcastically, and toji flashes you a canine smirk. he turns his head to drag his chin over your shoulder, smiling broader at your squeal.
âsure, letâs go with that.â
#sorry i was studying and thinking about domestic toji#heâs a menace but i love him#i need to write more baby gumi#toji fushiguro x reader#toji x reader#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jjk fluff#fushiguro toji x reader#toji headcanons#toji x you#toji fluff#toji fushiguro#jujutsu kaisen x you#jujutsu kaisen fluff#jujutsu kaisen headcanons#jujutsu kaisen drabbles#jjk drabbles#jjk x you#jjk#zenin toji x reader#toji x y/n
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voice kink: the reckoning (or so you thought) âȘ nanami kento
This is the continuation drabble to that because this teasy man occupied my every waking moment, itâs not even funny. Have my horny once again.
You thought you had the upper hand when Nanami got back home at night after relentlessly teasing you in the morning. You had confessed finding his voice sexy and oh did he leave you completely pent up after whispering dirty talk inches away from your ears and leaving for the day.
Needless to say, you body slammed him onto the mattress the minute he stepped inside the apartment, thinking you had surprised him.
However, the only upper hand you had was both of your hands pinned above your head as he pounded you on the bed relentlessly and whispered obscenities in your ear.
âWere you needy like this... ah... all day long? Horny for... ah... this? To have me fucking you... like this?â His warm breath tickled all around your cheek and earlobe, and it just added another layer of sensations sending shivers down your entire body.
His low, usually well collected voice was now breathier, raspier and slightly stuttered in between his own moans.
Your brain had turned to complete mush by this point, and that very familiar pooling heat began concentrating in your body, the lewd sounds of his cock slapping in and out of your folds filling the room along with your whimpers.
âY-yes... Kento I-Iâm... Iâm gonna... kiss me-â you begged, wanting nothing more than his tongue â by this point completely glazed with your taste after he made sure he had his dinner before giving you what you were begging for â thrust into your mouth.
âNo... how would you hear me if- ah... Iâm kissing you...?â This time, his tone was a little more playful, but just as intense and truthful.Â
Oh no. No no no. Ohhhhh he did not.
He was very serious about it.
The teasing demon had not only not left his body, it was actually trying to kill you. You were sure of it.
The heat in your belly was unsteady, wavering, and you were nothing short of desperate for it to burst â something especially hard to do when your man would deny you that warm, sloppy wet kiss heâd always give you to tip you off the edge.
âK-kento... please please oh- Iâm begging Iâm ahhh- please, p-please, God... Iâll die... donât, Iâm... fuck, pleas-â you werenât even making sense anymore. All that came out of your mouth were senseless begging pleas through whimpers and pathetic moans.
He chuckled.
That relentless little devil chuckled.
âDie? Ah... donât be so dramatic-â he huffed, honeyed tone gnawing at your frustration by the second, âcum and Iâll kiss youâ
Heâs trying to kill me.
âI c-canât... I just... please, please please- I canât Kento I canât without-â
You sounded pitiful.
âCome on... be a... good girl for me, love...â Nanami answered, husky voice brushing over your skin before he planted a warm kiss on your cheek.
To help you out, Nanami drew one of his hands down and began circling his thumb over your throbbing, desperate clit.
It took less than five seconds to have all of your pent up frustration and desire completely bursting at the seams. Your entire body jolted and convulsed as you came with a strained cry, blabbering away his name and your own desperation, your cunt tightening with ungodly strength around his cock.
âGood girl,â he cooed, before sliding his tongue wetly over your cheek and thrusting it inside your open mouth, giving you the taste you had been begging for those past few minutes.
His hip thrusts became erratic, his moans broke into your breath, and he, too, reached his peak.
You felt his thick, white cum blossoming warm inside you, and for a second, you felt like you had a tiny second orgasm just from it.
Letting go of your pinned hands, Nanami held your waist and parted his lips from yours.Â
âIs this what you wanted when you attacked me by the door?â Nanami asked with a sly smile to his face, panting as he locked his gaze to yours under his completely messy, disheveled hair.
âShut up, Kento. Just shut up.âÂ
He let out a soft chuckle before pressing his lips on yours again.
Little devil.
#Nanami kento the menace you are#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#nanami kento#jjk nanami#kento nanami#jujutsu nanami#jjk imagines#nanami smut#nanami x reader smut#kento nanami x y/n#kento nanami x you#kento nanami x reader#nanami x you#nanami x reader#nanami x y/n#nanami kento x y/n#nanami kento smut#kento smut#nanami kento x you#nanami kento x reader#kento x you#kento x reader#fuku writes#TsukimeFuku
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â°â†18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all the fanfics iâve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, please let me know!) some will have summaries if provided <3
ᥣđ© how you can help palestine . fic recs m.list . m.list two
@gutsby
â Wedded Bliss
The marriage was arranged, and the sex is deranged. Bucky is so obsessed with your pussy that he almost forgets heâs meant to be faking this whole thingâand hating it, like sworn enemies are supposed to do.
@samthemarvelfan
â Bad Romance
In Brooklyn, everyone knows the unwritten rule: you donât cross James Barnes. When you return after nearly half a decade, things are anything but the same. After the murder of your Uncle, you begin to learn that no one is who they say they are, and that you may have accidentally given your heart to a mobster; The White Wolf of Brooklyn. More dangerous than that, heâs given you his.
@anonymityisfunwriter
â Two Sides of the Same Coin
â You're Losing Me
Your fairytale ending is crumbling before your eyes. You don't know how to love someone who can't tell you're dying. You fear you're fading away, begging him to do someone, say something, choose something. You fear he won't be able to resuscitate you this time. This time, he's losing you.
â Alone Together
It was always been you and Bucky, alone together, you'd say. But suddenly, you're just alone.
â Uptown Girl and the Brooklyn Boy
Everyone knows that all any Uptown Girl needs is a Greaser from Brooklyn to make her forget all about her uptown world.
@pellucid-constellations
â For the Love of the Game
Bucky Barnes was a menace. NYUâs top baseball player, he was used to girls falling at his feet and could smooth talk his way out of just about anything. You hated him. He couldnât figure out why. So when the novelty of weekend parties and quick hookups finally wore offâand his feelings for you began to growâhe made it his mission to fix it.Â
@barnesafterglow
â Friday (I'm In Love)
every day you love bucky. every friday he pretends to love you too
@sinner-as-saint
â Tempestuous
With his kingdom flourishing in peace, and no threats from enemies; recently crowned King - James Buchanan Barnes sets out at sea. With his finest ship, the best crew ever recruited, and a deep desire to see whether the edge of the world truly exists; the King sets sail. Hoping to find the marvels of the ocean, to find beauty and magic even; however he ends up finding a fiery soul â one he cannot get enough of. But then again, no love story is ever perfect, is it?Â
â Ruin
You work at a cafĂ© owned by your family, close to your uni. And most of your days are pretty laid back and calm, but that is until you catch the eye of the mob boss. Your cute skirts and soft sweaters make him weak. Your innocence captivates him. And he wants you, badly. He wants you in his bed, wants his hand under those cute little skirts⊠he wants to ruin you.Â
â A Sweeter Place
Years after a messy break-up, and now seeking stability, infamous mob boss James Buchanan Barnes finds himself reunited with an old flame of his. Instant guilt and regret wash over him when he finds out that his reckless ways back then, changed an innocent girlâs life forever.Â
â You're No Saint
Steve and Bucky have been friends since they were young boys. They are inseparable, so naturally when you married Steve you were aware that Bucky came along with him. Every event, every vacation, even as the best man at your wedding - Bucky was always there, alongside you and Steve. He was one of your best friends as well, so youâve never thought of him in a sexual way, ever. That is until one certain night, when you see something youâre not supposed to and you like it a little too much. You deny your desire towards Bucky, but Steve knows you better than anyone. He knows what you want and need, and heâs determined to fulfil your fantasy; because what his wife wants, she gets.Â
â Run For Your Life
He was away from the city for a while, chasing after some bastards who betrayed him. But the traitors were no longer breathing now and Bucky Barnes was finally able to come home to the city he ruled. Mostly, he was excited to come back and see his girl again. However when he got to the strip club where you worked as a waitress, he didnât find you there. They told him you didnât work there anymore. No one knew where you went, or why you left. Nobody even knew your real name. Now it was up to him to search the whole wide world to find a nameless girl â one he was obsessively, mindlessly in love with.Â
â All Yours
One of your students confess their feelings for you and things get interesting...Â
@mellowsaturns Â
â In Losing Grip, on Sinking Ships
when the avengers pick up unusual activity, they realize that not all of hydra was destroyed. one unidentifiable face sends the team into a frenzy but bucky knows it. he could recognize those eyes anywhere.
â All to Myself
after bucky finds out why you've been acting up ever since his company's party, he teaches you a lesson and remind you that you're the only one for him
@renxzs
â Redemancy
Maybe it was a bit naive to think moving in with your best friend and long-time crush, Bucky Barnes, was going to be some smooth road that led to an admittance of mutual feelings for one another and a happily-ever-after ending, wrapped up nicely in a bow. Naive indeed; especially when you have to consider the fact that Bucky is the biggest womanizer you know.
@cryptidcasanova
â My Devotion
The one where Bucky doesnât take your breakup well.
â Loverboy
It's the Bridgerton carriage scene, but make it mob!Bucky.
@subwaysurf45
â She's Not Mad
Bucky Barnes was a known people pleaser, it was second nature to him. After meeting you and getting close you both try to navigate his eternal stressed state, working together you try your best to tone down his obsessive ways.Â
@adrinktostopyourthirst
â Sniper
Reluctantly, you get thrown into an assignment with Bucky and Yelena, but Bucky doesn't trust you as far as he can throw you. When he's proven to be correct, it turns out you're still a hell of a good team.
â Three Hundred
Bucky always makes sure his best friend is okay, because that is what you need. He's caring, but very passive and nonchalant, because you need it. Not him. He doesn't need that. He doesn't need you. Does he?
â Variant
The chaos of the multiverse is quite literally holding up a mirror to Bucky. Turns out, it's very easy to get under someone's skin when you have a universal connection to them.
â Underground
The Underground is the last way for you to survive whatever is left of the world after the Blip. Natasha introduces you to the Winter Soldier whose wing you're under until you find your way around. He's a stoic Underground fighter and you're... useless.
â One Shot
Bucky and you have a hard time staying away from each other. And though you try to push him away, every time he finds you again, the universe finds a new way to pull you apart.
â Satisfied
Drunk sex with Bucky.
@thenhewaswrongaboutme
â Your Hands Have Made Some Good Mistakes
Bucky has to spend six months locked up with a stranger.
â Time Out
Need me a boy who is so needy and whiny when he cums inside for who knows how many times, and yet he still begs as soon as he's done "please, please again? I'll be good, I-I swear, I just need it so bad, just one more baby I promiseâ"
@bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky
â After All This Time
impending danger puts you and your ex, Bucky, in close quarters.
â Why Are You At The Wake?
Bucky sits by your hospital bed, anxious for you to finally open your eyes. Heâs got to set the record straight, and apologize for what he said before you got hurt.
â The Rain Is Always Gonna Come If You're Standing With Me
A hurtful article in a low-budget gossip magazine throws your relationship with Bucky for a loop.
â I Can Go Anywhere I Want, Just Not Home
Bucky doesn't talk to you anymore, and he's less than enthusiastic when he runs into you out of the blue. But when he calls from a strange phone number, the puzzle pieces fall together.
@noceurous
â Get You Back
You hated that you loved Bucky Barnes, and he loved that you could not hate him.
@violentdelightsandviolentends
â Honey Girl
The Universe shows you your soulmate when it feels like you need them most. When you least expect it, you're given yours - Bucky Barnes. Your Dad's best friend. You can try to refuse it all you like; but the universe wants what it wants. There's no denying fate.
@notafunkiller
â You Were Just Mine Yesterday
It's been a while since your break up with Bucky happened, but you're still not over him. You try to move on, go out, and have fun with your friend, Steve, but you end up in the same bar you two went to often. It also just happens that Bucky is there too, with Natasha by his side. It doesn't take long for you two to end up getting into old habits.
â Out Of Style
A year after your divorce, you and Bucky come face to face at your closest friends' wedding. Emotions run high, leading to a fiery confrontation that takes a detour to Bucky's hotel room, where the old flame might just reignite.
@queers-gambit
â Curiousity Killed The Cat
after rescuing you from kidnappers, you overhear your boyfriend-turned-savior complain about how clingy you've become.
@cherryblossom-heart
â I Loved You Once
Loving Bucky Barnes was never easy but breaking your heart seemed to come naturally to him. A love story about your heartbreak,his betrayal and a chance at redemption.
@rookthorne
â Purity
Softness was a trait you unwittingly carried - the wings of a dove taking you higher and higher, elevating you in the eyes of the devil. And that devil did not want to wait any longer. It was time to collect.
â His Girls
Cars were all the same to you â classics, imports, you name it, they were all the same. Well, they were, until you were nonetheless forced to visit your local mechanic and saw the man that would pique your interest in not only every single make and model of classic car, but his charming smile; the air of righteous arrogance that flowed from his tattoos, and that damned cheeky glint in his bright eyes.
â Hollywood Boulevard
All it took was one night, one song - hell, one note - and you were gone for him, hook, line, and sinker. Turbulent times lay ahead, but in the afterglow of ecstasy, forced to feel emotions in such intensity for someone youâd never expect, you couldn't help but follow him anyway - he was irresistible, after all.
@boxofbonesfic
â You're Gonna Give Me Six
@gogolucky13
â Mean It
You and Bucky get trapped overnight in the safe house after a mission. Everything should be okay, except he's your ex and thanks to his carelessness, the situation gets a little more complicated.
@intrepidacious
â Almost Believing
You and Bucky aren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment. That doesn't mean you're getting out of having to pretend to be married for a mission.
@buckybarnesdiaries
â Please
Bucky needed to be spoiled.
@buckys-darling
â Face The Sun
To ensure the prosperity of their two kingdoms, a determined Princess and reluctant King are to be wed. She is willing to commit, but he canât seem to let his lover go.Â
â Will You Love Me Tomorrow?
You and Bucky are friends who fuck and nothing more. Thatâs what youâll keep telling yourself, at least.
â Electric
Flirtation has a different meaning with Bucky, and his patience doesn't last long when it comes to you.
@straywords
â Kiss It Better
Youâre not entirely sure your boss with the staring problem even likes you, but youâre determined to do your job either way.
@little-miss-dilf-lover
â Fifteen Minutes
@bucksfucks
â The Feeling's Mutual
the amount of times you and bucky have seen each other masturbating is alarmingly high. might as well do it together.
@ellemj
â Bigger Than He Was
Bucky pretends to be your new man when you run into your ex in public. However, the little act of pretending sparks something inside of him that he didn't know was there.
â Strawberries
Bucky, the man with a long list of girls on his roster, gets exposed to a sex pollen in the field. Will he fuck the first girl he calls or the girl he's wanted for the last two months?
â Breathe
Bucky hates the way you take unnecessary risks in the field, the way you're so mesmerizing and yet so hard to work with, and he especially hates the way you get on your knees for him during a dangerous mission. Finding out how pretty you look on your knees is the last thing he needs.
â Flustered | part 2
Bucky seems to thoroughly appreciate all women...except for you. When he finds out one of your weaknesses, he can't help but use it against you, which only makes you hate him more.
â Inevitable
While on a mission with Sam, John Walker, and Bucky, you're the only person exposed to a sex pollen. Bucky sure as hell isn't going to let anyone else take care of you.
â Blurred Lines
When choosing a female agent to send back in time to gain young Sergeant Barnes's trust, everyone's in agreement that it should be Sharon. Until Bucky, the man that you barely get along with, speaks up and lets everyone know that it could only be you.
â Does It Hurt?
Bucky never would've gone out of his way to help you if he knew that HYDRA was still watching his every move, if he knew that it would shift their focus to you. When you're targeted and taken, it's his fault and he'll do anything to save you. Anything.
@viixenvi
â Red
You work at a strip club and Bucky is a regular. Tonight he specifically asks for you in a private room. You never thought he'd love the color red on you so much.
@ro-is-struggling
â Self Care
Bucky always seemed interested in your skin care routine, so when one day he arrives tired and drained from a mission, you take the opportunity to show him the importance and benefits of self-care.
@kinanabinks
â Silent Girl
After a traumatizing event, you arenât the friendliest or most talkative of people. Bucky understands, and in turn becomes the one person you soften your hard exterior for.
â Special Girl
Being friends with benefits definitely has its perks, especially when the friend in question is as hot as Bucky Barnes - but when you're feeling insecure about the arrangement, Bucky makes it clear to you that you're more than just a friend.
@angrythingstarlight
â Roommate Bucky
@wkemeup
â Cold, Cold Water
While on a stakeout in the heart of Russia, Bucky learns that touch can bring something more than pain and he will willingly give himself over to the ice if it means keeping you alive.
â Drunk On You
Bucky has always been nervous around you. When heâs tasked with caring for you after a night of heavy drinking and suddenly youâre kissing him, Bucky doesnât know what to do. You couldnât possibly want him sober, right?
â Honey and Chamomile
Four cups of tea, four distinct moments in time, and each pulls you in closer beyond the walls surrounding Buckyâs heart.
â Suburbia
Posing as husband and wife, you and Bucky infiltrate a quaint suburban neighborhood in search of a Hydra hacker. Perhaps if you werenât so in love with him and he hadnât broken your heart, the act of pretending wouldnât hurt so much.
â Eclipse
When a mission leaves you empty and broken, Bucky is determined to heal the wounds that linger deeper than the cuts on the surface.Â
â Back to Bourbon Street
When youâre badly injured on a mission, Bucky works desperately to keep you alive. Only, it might not be enough.Â
@espinosaurusrexex
â Bad Boys Don't Buy Flowers
Bucky would have never thought, heâd be chasing after a girl. Not when all of them usually fell at his feet. But when he finds himself entangled in a deal born out of a desperate argument with his assistant, he realizes there is nothing he wouldn't do for you: The independent florist who is adamantly dragging him to the homeless shelter every chance she gets. There is just one problem: Bucky doesn't know how to tell you. And the teasing from his friends is certainly not making things easier for him...
@navybrat817
â Reconnect
Bucky Barnes is your best friend. You're also in love with him. After his recent breakup, the two of you get a chance to reconnect during a weeklong vacation together. Is it long enough to get your happy ending?
@dyspneagrime (wattpad & ao3)
â No Privacy
You're stuck on a mission that never seems to end, in a completely destroyed studio apartment, with absolutely no privacy. And no privacy means- you haven't cum the whole time. Thing is, neither has the ancient, half-cyborg, psychopathic, hobo-lookin' asshole that you've been partnered up with.
â Little Wing
The year is 1973. All Dove Rogers wanted was a relaxing summer. Just one last hoorah before being thrust into the adult life. Yet everything shifts when her new houseguest and long standing enemy- Bucky Barnes, arrives. In the thick of sun-kissed relaxation, the two of them are forced to face the awakening and burning desire growing between them.
â Possessed
Margaret Everlee is a meek little thing. Living her life as a struggling artist in New York, trying to find her place in the world. That is until the formidable CEO with a dark past, James Barnes sets his sights on her. His infatuation is instantaneous, becoming a man obsessed with making her his own little doll.
@stardustdreams-andcaffeine
â The Thin Line
Of one thing you were certainâBucky Barnes hated you, and you hated him. How could you not, considering the super soldier had made it his personal mission to make your life a living hell after you had been assigned to protect him? But there was someone after Bucky from his past, and now he was forced to work alongside you to stop them. And in the process, you would find out just how thin that line was between love and hate.
@buckybabesonly
â Wanna Be Yours
You are afraid to believe that someone like Bucky might actually love you back.
@lovelybucky1
â Flirting and Football
@kurogxrix
â Drunkenly In Love
you and Bucky âaccidentallyâ get married after a drunken game of truth or dare with the avengers.
@stxrvel
â Hate Is A Strong Word
you hated Bucky and you were convinced that he hated you back. until one time he was talking to you and it started to sound... lovely? what was happening?
@kikixreverie
â Its Called: Freefall
Things get heated between you and your closest friend Bucky, when you're made to play a married couple on an important mission. Neither of you can help yourselves when you end up stuck in a hotel room together, with sexual tension you could cut with a knife.
@brunchable
â I Don't Want You Like A Best Friend
Bucky can't decide if the universe loves him or hates him. Maybe it loves to hate him. Maybe it's mischievous. Because heâs in love. Heâs madly, deeply, painfully in love with a girl that he knows heâll never have. Because the heavens created arguably the most perfect creature in their repertoire, dangled you in front of him for his entire life, and chose to rip you away before he had the chance to tell you how he felt.
@thyme-in-a-bubble
â Just For Tonight
before you could even consider the possible consequences, a desperate request then fell from your lips, âwell, what if Iâm not asking you to be with me? What if itâs just for tonight? What if Iâm only asking you to be with me for one night? Would you give me that?â you blinked up at him, scarcely breathing at all, âwould you be mine just till the sun comes up?âÂ
@aquaticmercy
â Sleeper
When Bucky falls in love with the antihero heâs sleeping with, he offers her a place in the Thunderbolts.
â My Own Soul's Warning
You, an immortal being, falls in love with the very mortal Bucky Barnes. You would do anything for him, even if it meant you had to strike a deal with Death herself.
â Breaking Point
You and Bucky had always hated each other. When Bucky gets injured during a mission, you start wondering if the hatred was just masking something else.
@skaye44
â Coffee Companion
You and your friend Bucky enjoy going for coffee dates as friends. Bucky sees the names and numbers of two flirty baristas on your cups. He's jealous and wants to be the one you date, so he takes matters into his own hands.
@ultralightpoe
â Juno
@elixirfromthestars
â Sink Your Teeth In Me
You and Bucky are supposed to attend Sam's party on Halloween. However, when you show up to his place looking like temptation itselfâhe gets other ideas on how to spend the night with you.
@vunblr
â The Memory Remains
An unexpected encounter brings Bucky face-to-face with someone from his past, stirring memories he thought were long buried.
â Roots and Branches (part 1)
Bucky has built a quiet life in the woods, content to keep the world at arm's length. But when a new neighbor moves to town, her presence ignites emotions heâs hesitant to face.
â Heartwood (part 2)
After Samâs party, Bucky begins to navigate uncharted territory as he works to balance his growing feelings and lingering insecurities in his blooming relationship.
@thyme-in-a-bubble
âJust For Tonight
before you could even consider the possible consequences, a desperate request then fell from your lips, âwell, what if Iâm not asking you to be with me? What if itâs just for tonight? What if Iâm only asking you to be with me for one night? Would you give me that?â you blinked up at him, scarcely breathing at all, âwould you be mine just till the sun comes up?â
@elvenrin
â Cold Libraries Create Warmer Hearts
a reserved librarian and a history-loving student keep crossing paths in the cold library, where shared smiles and hidden glances will make them understand that burning hearts don't do well in a place that easily ignites.
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