#am i gonna tag every character i put on this shirt

[saltyloafy]

im. so proud. of what ive done today.

[theitgirlnetwork]

Earn It

Ch. 3 :

Heaven being a hot tennis (sorta) gf before she saw her (sorta) man lose:

Note: Okay, once again, thank you so much for the love you guys have shown this story. I'm really inspired by Challengers right now and think I have a lot of ideas for this story. Once again, this oc is not meant to be perfect, she is just as messy and just as young as the characters in the movie. She is a college student and will act like an (albeit messy) one. I'm very grateful for all of the replies, likes, reblogs and interaction in general. It really inspires me to see what you all think and see that people are enjoying it. Regarding the tag list, I am going to try this again, but for some reason, every time I do it seems to not work for people, so let me know if it works this time. Finally, MDNI, like for real, not playing, stay out of grown folks business, if I find out you'll be blocked. Love you all and hope you enjoy! <3

Warnings: Sexual content, strong language, slight themes of cheating(idk if it counts yet)

Taglist: @spookystitchery @anehkael @fkaams @butterflyybabe @sun2flower @holierthancunt @silkenthusiasts @wolflover384

“Holy shit.” Tashi murmurs under her breath as she climbs the cobblestone walkway to the address Heaven had given her. This was gonna be their first time hanging outside of the gym or school. Tashi knew they lived in different neighborhoods, but they share a school zone, she hadn’t realized Heaven’s family had money. The girl didn’t seem different from her. They both liked the same games, same music minus the classical that she kept playing that Tashi found herself falling asleep to recently. 

She turns and waves to her dad, trying to encourage him to pull off before she rings the doorbell, sighing as he stubbornly remains still, watching her get up to the door from his car window. 

The large, wooden door opens as some obnoxious bell rings into the house, the noise spilling outside. The sound of heels clacking gets closer and closer until the door opens revealing a woman with a stern look on her face. Her brown hair is slicked back into a bun and she’s wearing a crisp white button down shirt with pressed jeans and heels. Tashi can’t remember the last time she’d seen her own mother wear heels. She looked so…put together. “Can I help you?”

“I’m Tashi Duncan. I’m Heaven’s friend, we go to school together. She hasn’t been in school the last few days, so I have her make-up work. I called and asked her if it was okay if I dropped it off and she said yes-”

“Heaven is training right now. I can take that, and she’ll be back in school when we get back from our trip.” The woman offers a smile but otherwise quickly takes the binder from Tashi’s hands and goes to retreat into the house only to be stopped by a voice behind her.

“Mom, wait-” Out from behind the woman comes Heaven. Her skin is glistening from sweat and her hair is curling at the nape. She’s dressed in a black leotard with worn, tan ballet shoes on her feet. She smiles brightly as she sees Tashi, pulling her into a hug despite her unkempt state. “Tashi, hey, thank you.” 

Tashi is almost hesitant to hug the girl back in front of her no nonsense appearing mother, but opts to return the hug regardless, letting Heaven intertwine their fingers as she pulls back. “No problem.”

Heaven’s brown eyes scan Tashi’s own outfit and her smile drops a little. “Were you about to go play tennis? Mom, Tashi’s the best tennis player ever. She’s gonna be like Serena Williams.” 

“Is that so?”  Heaven’s mom’s brow raises as she looks down at the girl standing at her door. 

Tashi got it. It sounds like a lofty goal. Even at such a young age, Tashi was confident in her abilities. She knows what she can do. But Mrs. Whitlock had never seen her play. If she did, she’d know that Tashi Duncan is tennis. For now, Heaven stating it like it’s a fact is enough to satisfy her. “I just got back from practicing. And yes, ma’am. I’m the best.” 

Mrs. Whitlock looks impressed at that, pursing her lips and nodding in approval before nudging her own daughter. “I’d bet she’s the best because she trains. Which is what you’re supposed to be doing.” 

Heaven bites her lip, rocking on her feet, causing her shoes to make a clack sound on the floor. “Can Tashi watch?” she grabs her mom’s sleeve and pleads harder at the disapproving look on her face. “Please? She’ll help. She helps me run drills at the gym all of the time. I haven’t gotten to see any friends all week. I’ll keep practicing, mom.” Her fingers tighten around Tashi’s in a way that has her clenching back, glancing at her Dad’s car to see him climbing out, noting that he probably hadn’t expected this to take so long. “Please, mom.”

“I can help, Mrs. Whitlock.” Tashi adds. “I promise, I won’t distract her.”

After some begging, from Heaven and promises to be useful from Tashi, Mrs. Whitlock allowed them 90 minutes. As long as Heaven kept practicing while Tashi was there.

Apparently, Heaven’s dance company was putting on Sleeping Beauty and this was the first year that Heaven has been old enough to play Aurora. Tashi learned that last year Heaven had been snubbed for Cinderella and made a Season Fairy instead. In Heaven’s words, if she ‘earned Cinderella, she should’ve been Cinderella’. But this year, there was no excuse. She was a little taller, she was 13 and she wouldn’t let them take it from her. 

“Again.” Tashi says, stepping away from Heaven, folding her arms. 

If she’d thought Heaven’s family had money from outside the house, she knows they do now. Here she stood in Heaven’s ‘dance studio’. She concedes that it’s just a room with mirrors, ballet bars and wooden floors, it looked pretty damn official to her. It’s not like her parents had failed to provide. She’s a member of a tennis team, has two coaches, and frequently attends the courts in town. But to have it in her home? She’d give anything. 

“Water. Then again.” Heaven huffs, walking over to one of the mirrors and grabbing her water bottle. 

The Rose Adage. Arguably the hardest part of Sleeping Beauty the ballet. Heaven showed a video of a professional performance to Tashi and still pointed out mistakes. The dance is all about stamina and balance. As far as Tashi could tell, Heaven had mastered all of it except the last part.

The balance. 

She’s hitting every beautiful move, every pose. But the last part.  The very last part of the dance where Aurora has to rely completely on her partner to be steady enough to guide her as she’s en pointe in attitude pose. She’s essentially meant to be a figure in a music box. Heaven had done it at least 20 times since Tashi had arrived and started being her stand-in partner. 

But her leg. Her damn leg kept quivering in the last few seconds. She doesn’t fall out. She doesn’t lose her position. But her goddamn leg quivers in the turn. Tashi sees it. She sees it. 

Neither of them are satisfied.

“Talk to me about something else. I’m getting annoyed.” Heaven says, taking a deep swig of her drink. She hands the bottle to Tashi, leaving the mouthpiece up for the other girl to get a drink too as she walks off to grab her towel.

Swallowing a gulp of water, Tashi shrugs, sitting on the floor and criss-crossing her legs. “Jacob and Tammy broke up again.”

“Really?” Heaven tosses her towel to the corner and goes over the bar closest to Tashi, perching one leg up on it. Holding true to what she promised her mother and continuing to practice. “They just got back together last week. That means Jacob’s gonna ask you to go to the dance with him next week.”

“Shut up.” Tashi scoffs with a smile, watching her friend stretch. 

“He will.” Heaven hums. “You gonna say yes?”

Tashi laughs, stretching her own back before laying on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. “Why would I do that? I don’t like Jacob, he’s boring.” She turns her head to look at Heaven again. “I figured we were going together.”

“Why would you think that?” Heaven grunts as she switches legs. “You haven’t asked me.”

Tashi rolls her eyes, pushing off of the floor and moving back to the middle of the room. “Break time’s over, let's go.” 

“I didn’t take a damn break.” Heaven laughs, nonetheless moving over and getting into position. “You’re not gonna ask me?”

“Straighten your back.”

“It’s straight.” Heaven says, going up onto her single foots, eyes following Tashi as she spins her in place, not even noticing how much time is passing. “Fine. I’ll do it then, come to the dance with me.”

Tashi stops spinning the girl, stepping back once again, this time with a smug smile on her face. “Sure why not. It’ll be fun dancing with a princess.” 

Heaven lowers her foot slowly and as the realization hits her, her own smirk forms on her face. She’d done it. And her leg didn’t shake.

“Let’s show your mom, maybe she’ll let me come hang out more when she sees that I’m basically teaching you ballet.” Tashi jokes, only to be pushed by Heaven.

“Shut up and spin me again.”

“Call me when you make it back, okay?” Heaven smiles, removing her arms from Tashi’s neck and stepping back. “Love you.”

“You call me when you get the lead.” the girl smiles back, pulling Heaven in for a brief peck before walking over to get back into Patrick’s car. “And I know.”

Art doesn't manage to look away in time for that one, but quickly turns his head away as Patrick pulls the girl in, teeth grinding as he hears their lips separate. 

“I’ll visit after the first leg of my tour.” His friend mumbles behind him. Art can feel his lip curling as he tries to work a neutral expression onto his face. As he looks at the car he can see Tashi looking back at him with a pensive stare and immediately turns his back to say his own goodbye. 

He tries to wait until Patrick is standing at the window of the passenger seat, speaking to Tashi to pull Heaven a little further away. “Hey, are we gonna talk about before?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about-”

“Heaven.” Art says, a pleading in his voice that drags her gaze back to him.

The girl shifts on her feet, glancing over his shoulder at the car and back at him. “Okay, we kissed. So what?”

“So what? Is that how you feel about it? So what?” Art asks, the hurt in his voice is clear as he looks down at the girl, brows furrowed in confusion. “I’m just saying we had a moment.”

“Fuck.” Heaven breathes, shaking her head. “Yeah. Okay. Are you gonna tell them?”

He straightens at that. He wants to say yes. He wants to be selfish, and ruin whatever the fuck is going on between the three of them. He doesn’t even know what he’d do once he did, he just knows he wants whatever this is, with them, to stop. 

But how can he? Looking at her face, pleading up at him. Watching her all morning, curling into Tashi and Patrick like it would undo what happened the night before. Like it would change the looks they’ve been sharing over their shoulders all morning. “You asked me not to.” he says softly.

Heaven nods quietly at that. “Thank you.” And with that she turns, arms wrapped around herself as she goes to climb the steps to get to her building door. Art watches her back. When he gets in the car he’ll make something up. He’ll say he just wanted to make sure she got inside safe. He definitely wasn’t waiting, hoping, praying she’d look back. Give him one more look. Something. 

She doesn’t.

But a few days later while he’s on the court practicing with one of the guys from the team, thinking for the twentieth time that Patrick may have been a little right wasting time considering he was absolutely destroying the kid with about half of his effort, he gets a text from an unknown number. 

12:41 p.m. : I got the lead.

He can’t help the smile that starts forming when he sees it on his screen.

“Donaldson, are you up for another set or what?” 

Heaven huffs in irritation as her leg bounces on the bleachers. Shifting in her seat again her cheek dimples with a frown as she watches Patrick’s racket go flying. “Fucking ridiculous.” she sighs, crossing her legs.

She’d been in school for a couple of weeks now and Patrick had a match not too far from her. She’d decided to be a good..whatever she is to him and come out and show some support. Tashi is preparing for her own match coming up, and to be honest, his performance on this leg hadn’t been impressive enough to encourage her to want to come see. 

Heaven was trying to be supportive. Despite his broke boy act, he had sent her flowers to her dorm the week of her auditions. So had Art, something that the girls in the dorm had been scandalized by when they realized the cards were not addressed by the same person. Tashi had called her to remind her of her schedule that week, meditated with her over the phone. She wanted to give the same support to them.

When the match ends she’s already reaching for her phone and sure enough, its vibrating in her purse. “I know.”

“Did you see that shit?”

“I know. I don’t know what the fuck he’s doing. Seriously.” Heaven stands from her seat, scooting passed the small crowds of peeople and making her way down the bleachers.

“Fucking around. He gets lazy-”

“In the third, yeah. He was better than this guy.” She squints to see him storming his way into the building to go the locker room and starts following him. “He’s pissed.”

“He should be embarrassed.” There’s the sound of something snapping closed on the other end and Heaven knows Tashi slams her laptop. “He was off screen for me, how are you seeing him?”

“I drove out here, it’s pretty close.” She says, balancing her phone on her shoulder with her cheek as she pushes the door to the building open and starts looking around for the men’s locker rooms. “Figured he could use the support.”

There’s silence on the other end of the phone for a moment and Heaven pauses in her steps, waiting for Tashi to say something. “Hm.”

“What?” Heaven sighs, leaning against the hallway, waving away an employee politely that seemed alarmed that she was on her way into the men’s locker room. “Babe, what?”

“Nothing, I’m sorry you didn’t get to see a win. He wasted our time. You could be rehearsing.” 

“S’fine, he just needs to get his shit together before-”

“I’ve gotta go.” Tashi cuts in. “I’m gonna hit the ball with Art. Hang out a little, we’ve been busy. Tell Patrick to call me later.”

Tashi hangs up before Heaven can say anything else. Breathing out in irritation, she pushes off of the wall and enters the locker room, putting a hand over her eyes and laughing at the men either scrambling to cover up or pausing to check her out.

The guy Patrick just played against wraps a towel around himself, making his way over to her with a smile. “You lost, sweetheart?”

Keeping her hand over her eyes she giggles, making her voice sickly sweet. “No, I’m a really big tennis fan, and I wanted to see if I could get that really hot guy Patrick Zweig’s number.”

“What?” He asks. 

One of Patrick's tourmates peaks his head out from behind a locker and rolls his eyes. “Zweig, your girlfriend’s here.”

Heaven can’t help but think to herself that as Patrick rounds the corner he doesn’t know exactly who he’s talking about. It makes her wonder, is that what she is? She, Tashi and Patrick have been hooking up since after his match with Art and it’s been fun. She likes him. He’s funny, and snarky, talking to him has been like…being with a male Tashi. 

But does she consider herself his girlfriend? Does he? She knows he dumped the girl he’d been seeing when he’d met them, but does he still hook up with girls while he’s on tour. And even then, is she a stop on his tour? 

Suddenly, she’s feeling a little like what she was just pretending to be. A groupie.

“Oh fuck yeah, hey.” He grins when he sees her. He’s changed out of his clothes from before into a ‘fuck you’ t-shirtand sweats. He immediately throws his arm over her shoulders, knocking her hand from in front of her eyes and replacing it with his own. “What do you think this is? A peep show? Huh? I missed you.”

Heaven laughs as she lets him guide her out of the humid room out into the hallway again, once they’re there, pulling his hand away and hugging him. “Hey.”

“Hey.” He smiles, pressing his lips to hers. Heaven pushes up onto her toes to meet him, giving him a few more pecks before pulling back. “You came up here by yourself?”

Translation: where’s Tashi. “Yeah…but, um, she wants you to call her later.”

“She was watching?” He asks, placing his arm back around Heaven and walking them back outside toward concessions. “Okay, so you both saw, that was bullshit, right?”

Yeah, we saw some bullshit. Heaven squints, trying to read the menu at the stand despite the sun beating down, trying not to look Patrick in the face. “Did you get tired or something?”

“No, but the calls were fucking stupid, they were robbing me.” 

“Hm.” Heaven raises one shoulder and drops it, turning back to the man at the stand. “Small vanilla ice cream please. 

Patrick laughs humorously, reaching in his pocket and pulling out his wallet. “Large.” Turning back to Heaven he shakes his head in disbelief. “You guys are just alike, you know? What does ‘hm’ mean?”

“I just think you could’ve beat him, he was fuckin’ scared of you the first half of the match.”

“I should’ve won.”

“I agree.” Heaven huffs, crossing her arms. 

Patrick, raises his eyebrows and throws his arms out a little, “Okay, so…”

“I just think you didn’t because you didn’t care to. It got hard so you made the decision to give up.” 

The older man in the stand clears his throat, holding out the cup of ice cream out with one spoon, eyeing the arguing pair. “Did you all need another one?”

“No.” Patrick says, shoving his hands into his pockets and turning to leave. “She can have the whole damn thing.”

Heaven’s eyes widen as she watches him walking away toward the building. She grabs the ice cream from the man walking over to a bench just outside of the courts. 

He’s walking slowly. He doesn’t wanna really leave. He’s just fucking like her. 

“I’m not fucking gonna chase you, Patrick.” Heaven chuckles, scooping some of the ice cream into her mouth. She watches from her seat as he stops. “And you’re proving my point. But I drove all the way here to see you. Are you gonna leave me on this bench?”  When he doesn’t immediately turn, Heaven nods to herself, taking another bite. “M’not getting up, Patrick.”

She watches as his shoulders rise and fall with his deep breath and he turns to face her again, marching back over and sitting roughly on the bench, jostling her a little but she keeps her face neutral. “I should have won.”

“I still agree.” Heaven says, scooping some of the treat onto the spoon and holding it to his mouth, knowing he was cooling off when he accepts it. “So why didn’t you?”

The brown haired man just sighs, dropping her head back against the bench with a thunk, staring up at the sky. “I dunno.”

“He was pissed at me.”

Art nods his head along as he steps out of the shower, wiping the condensation gathered on his phone on the towel before wrapping it around his waist and bringing the phone back to his ear. He knocks his hand on his suitemate’s door to let him know he’s out of the bathroom before he makes his way to his own room, closing the door. “He didn’t leave you out there, right?”

“No, he just did that thing he does, you know, storms off. But he calmed down and we had some fun. Could’ve done without the fight though.” 

Art wets his lip as he places the phone on speaker on his desk, letting Heaven’s voice fill his room. He never asked her what made her get his number from Tashi’s phone. He figured he shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. They’d been texting every day since he’d gotten it, talking on the phone every other day. They’ve talked about everything. 

Where they’re both from, their families, interests outside of tennis and dance. He learned her favorite colors are baby blue and bright orange. That she used to want to cheerlead too but her mother made her choose ballet because she preferred it and said she couldn’t do both at the same time. That her dad left when she was two but she has a great relationship with her stepfather. 

She learned that while Art loved tennis, he’d tried to quit his boarding school three different times when he first got there, but each time he’d won a match and the sport pulled him back in. That he, despite complaining, loves seeing his grandma because she was the one who really raised him because his parents were busy. That he always wanted a younger sibling but never got one, so when he was still at the school, he and Patrick would help teach the younger students tennis when they weren’t dicking around. 

What she doesn’t know is that he could do without talking to her about dating his best friend.

 “I’d bet.”

Heaven laughs ruefully on the other side of the phone, and the sound has him melting immediately. Sits at his desk, letting himself air dry as he listens to her giggles ring out. “I’m being shitty. How’s school, Arthur?”

And that sends a shiver down his spine. He clears his throat, sitting up as he stares at the phone as if she was in its place. “It’s good, you know, I’ve been staying busy. Between classes and tennis. The guys here are kinda shitty, beating them doesn’t really mean shit.” 

“Well, not everyone can be Art Donaldson. You must be hanging out with Tashi too much, you’re sounding cocky over there.” 

“Nah, it’s just that bad,” he says. Determined to steer the conversation away from Tashi, Art thinks hard. “What ballet are you doing? I gotta make sure I know what I’m watching when I come watch you.”

“You’re supposed to watch everyone so you can understand the story.” she says. He can hear the sound of creaking letting him know that she’s climbing into her bed. Art follows suit, pulling on his boxers and pushing up into his own twin sized bed.

“Heaven, if you’re there, I’m gonna be watching you.” he breathes, smiling to no one but himself.

There’s a soft, ‘Okay’ on the other side of the line, and then nothing. Just the soft sound of her breathing. When they have moments like these Art feels the sting of knowing that he lost to Patrick and in a way Tashi, that day in a different way. I should’ve won. I don’t know why I didn’t win. All I’ve done since then is win. “So, um, we’re doing Romeo and Juliet. Off the record I think the choice is corny, but as a principal dancer, Juliet, I love it and can’t wait to do it.” 

“Lucky Romeo.” he jokes, earning him another breathy laugh. He can’t help it. He tries not to say anything and clenches his jaw tightly, kicking himself for opening his mouth again. “I’m sorry, did you tell them that you got the lead?”

“Art-”

“I know, I know, I’m sorry. It’s just…you drove out there for his match. I couldn’t even go. Did he ask you how your auditions went? Did she?” 

“She told me I should rehearse, that’s how we talk to each other.” she says.

“And him? Did he ask?” 

“I’m not talking about this with you, that’s not why I called, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t vent to you about him. Or her. I know how you feel about her.” Heaven sighs.

“Do you know how I feel about you?” He asks. Silence. “Heaven, come on-”

“What would you do differently?” 

“Wh-” At first he doesn’t know what she’s asking. And once he realizes it, he knows she’s made it vague on purpose. Giving him an out. Giving herself an out. Asking too upfront would make it too real. But he wants it to be real. And he’s not gonna miss this opportunity. “I’d have been there the day you auditioned. You have a process and I know that, so I’d have called you before. Wish you luck. Tell you that you were beautiful. That I knew you’d get whatever part you wanted. And then I would have been there when you got out. I would’ve given you flowers. I’d tell you I’m proud of you. And I’d take you to get dinner.”

“Okay. Where?”

“We’d get your cheat food. And I couldn’t have it because I’m starting my season and I know you wouldn’t let me, but we’d get seafood and ice cream, and take it back to your room because you were probably so tired.” Art pauses then, waiting to see if she wants him to stop. He would stop, if she wanted him to stop, he would stop. This could be innocent. This could be advice from a friend who thinks she deserves better. But, that’s not what he wants. That’s all he thinks he has to offer her. “Heaven?”

“I’m…still here.”

“And…” Art thinks back ironically to all of the times Patrick has told him to take what he wants. To be forward and put himself first. “We’d take a shower together. I’d kiss you and massage you while I got you clean. Because, you deserve to relax, and you worked hard. And you were probably so sore, baby.” He hears Heaven’s breath hitch and shifts on his bed, continuing tentatively. “I’d touch you so good, Hev. I’d massage your breasts and kiss your neck. I’d mark your perfect skin. I…I’d want people to see it. To know who made you feel like that. To know who took care of you. I would put my fingers between your legs and make you feel so good. I’d hold you up so you don’t have to do anything. And I’d watch your face while you come for me.”

Art can feel his own labored breathing. He tries to tune the sound of himself out, only wanting to hear the whimpers that have started to come from his phone. He swallows back the last ounce of guilt he has as his hand slides down into his shorts, grabbing himself and biting back a moan as he thinks about his hands on Heaven, hearing her in his ear, feeling her under him. On top of him. Any way she wanted. 

“Fuck.” she gasps.

Art bites his lip briefly, willing away the jolt in his lower abdomen that comes from her sound, muscles flexing as he seizes upward slightly. He slows his hand on himself to a stop, pulling his hand out. Not until I hear it. Not until I get her there. “I’d carry you to your bed and lay you down. And I’d start at your feet. I’d kiss my way up your beautiful legs. People dream about your legs, Heaven, I dream about them. When you dance, when you walk, the way they look…fuck-” he groans, digging the hand that hadn’t grabbed the phone into his hair. “I’d push them apart and put them on my shoulders, and I’d taste you. I know you taste amazing, baby. I’d do anything to taste your cum.”

“Art-” she whines, and he lets his eyes slip closed. Behind his eyelids he can see her. In the bed, touching herself to him. Biting her pillow and crying out his name. Arching her back because it feels so good.

“Tell me it feels good, Heaven, please.”

“I…it feels good, Art.” 

He’s close. He can tell, with every sound she gives him, he gets closer, barely holding it together. He needs more. Just a little more. “Again.” he demands softly.

“You feel so good, Art.” she cries before dissolving into gasps and whimpers of his name.

He almost feels like he blacks out. Art doesn’t think he’s ever come so hard in his entire life. He literally rolls over onto his side to try to catch his breath and quiet his moans. He doesn’t think he could live it down if his suitemates came knocking at his door and he had to explain that he was trying to get his friends’ girlfriend off and accidentally worked himself up to the thought of taking her on a date and eating her out. 

Then there’s quiet again. The only noise is their shared rapid breathing crackling through the phone. They stay like that for a few minutes and Art thinks about how badly he wishes that it wouldn’t be absolutely crazy to tell her he wanted to drive the hours to UCLA, do exactly what he said on the phone and then hold her while they fall asleep. But, he knows better. And she speaks.

“I have to go.”

“Yeah.” Art breathes, sitting up grabbing tissues from his desk and starting to clean himself up. “I know.” 

He’s not gonna be the one to hang up. He wants more. He wants her voice. He wants her breaths. He wants to falling asleep on the phone. If she’s ready for the call to end, she’s gonna have to end it.

But she’s still here. 

“Art, I did tell them and…I don’t really know why but…I told you first.” 

Click.

[itsjeongris]

We met in a Cruel Summer

It was the summer after high school when Y/n decided to go to her friend’s party only to involve herself with her school’s heartthrob, Kim Gyuvin.

Kim Gyuvin x F!Reader

A/N: This is the first story I wrote in a while so pls go easy on me sorry if it isn’t good and some things don’t make sense sorry

Word Count: 5.8k.

Warnings/Tags ig: She/Her pronouns used for reader, Angst? Fluff, Mild profanities, Mentions of food, Yelling, and ONE mildly suggestive scene, Takes place a year before boys planet got announced so gyuvin is like 17 here and the characters I write about here don’t reflect the idols in real life. (Pls msg if there’s more I haven’t added)

It was the first night of the summer, and Y/n was wearing a white long-sleeved collared shirt and black pants. She put on light makeup and then decided to make her way to her friend’s house for a party. She walked out and then went to the bus stop. While waiting she encountered her neighbor and IT boy at her school, Gyuvin. He had a promiscuous reputation, playing with girls, and things like that. He was at the top of his class every semester so his teachers couldn’t be bothered to involve themselves in high school drama. ‘I heard some nasty things about this dude from Seo-yun, it’s better to not get involved’ She thought, planning to avoid the boy. Much to her dismay, he decided to come up to her, sending her a smile that most girls swooned over. 

“Hey, Y/n!” He said as he came up to her. “Are you going to Seo-yun’s party too?” Gyuvin added. “Yeah, I actually am” She replied, not wanting to be rude to him. “Great, so am I, you wanna go together?” He asked her with a smile. “Yeah, sure. I don’t mind” She said, noticing he looked genuinely happy she didn’t wanna dishearten him by declining. “Great! Let’s go then” He said pointing to the bus that just arrived. They both got on the bus sitting next to each other then talking about random things. She found out he has a dog and he’s part of a dance studio called Yuehua.

They soon arrived at the bus stop near Seo-yun’s place and both went out of the bus. The walk there was silent but not awkward, Y/n took the chance to think about things, ‘Gyuvin seems like a polite person though, maybe Seo-yun was lying about it?’ She said while unintentionally staring at him. “You know, if you’re gonna stare at me the entire time might as well ask me out,” He said with a smirk on his face. “Jeez I was just looking at you for like a second and why would I wanna date you? I just met you” She replied, noticing the boy looking dejected. 

“Whatever let’s just go now.” It went silent and awkward for the two teens. They soon arrived at Seo-yun’s place. Knocking on the door then it opens, “Oh hey, Y/n- Woah Gyuvin you actually went?” Seo-yun asked in confusion while opening the door wider as a gesture to come in. “Yeah I mean I don’t have anything else to do so might as well.” He said letting himself in while grabbing Y/n’s hand to drag her along.

Seo-yun looked at the two suspiciously but ignored it and quickly dragged Y/n to where Sooha was waiting for them. “Girl- you got some explaining to do,” Seo-yun said to Y/n while she looked at them confusedly, “What do you mean?” After she said that she quickly realized what they meant. “First off, you came in here with THE Kim Gyuvin, Second, HE HELD YOUR HAND?” Sooha freaked out and looked disgusted. Y/n looked confused, “Listen, I only went with him because he offered to, and like- he just dragged me in? what’s wrong with it?” After Y/n said that Seo-yun made them go to a different room so they can discuss things more privately.

“We told you already okay, HE’S A FUCKING PLAYBOY HE’S JUST GONNA MANIPULATE YOUR FEELINGS LIKE HES DONE WITH ALMOST EVERYONE IN OUR SCHOOL” Seo-yun yelled out feeling frustrated, knowing she had some secret that she didn’t want to admit to her. “Can we just, enjoy the party? I don’t really wanna talk about this right now..” Y/n said nervously, trying to avoid the situation from spilling over. 

“Fine, but we’re talking about this tomorrow,” Seo-yun concluded then all of them went back to the main room. Gyuvin approached Y/n as soon as she left the room. “Hey Y/n do you wanna hang out with me for a bit?” He asked her confidently. She thought about it and noticed none of his friends he seemed to hang around him were there and she didn’t want to embarrass him. “Yeah sure, I’m free anyways.” She said hesitantly

“Great! let’s go then?” He said grabbing her wrist and then taking her to where the drinks and food were. He grabbed a bag of chips while realizing Y/n hasn’t gotten a drink or any food. “Y/n, are you not gonna get anything?” He asked her worriedly. “Nope, I already ate a bit before coming here.” She said.

“That’s good, but you should eat still,” He said. “Yeah, I will” She replied and realized that he isn’t as bad as Seo-yun and Sooha made him out to be. There weren’t many people at the party but the loud music made her cover her ears occasionally. Gyuvin noticed it and asked her “Is it too loud for you? Do you wanna stay on the balcony?” She was surprised he even noticed it.

“I mean only if you want to” She replied back, it got silent between them, the only thing being heard was the loud music blaring from the speakers and the conversations of those around them. “What are you waiting for? let’s go.” He said grabbing her hand again, ‘I swear this is like the 3rd time today’ She thought. 

They went up the stairs and soon reached the balcony. It wasn’t small and was fairly big for a balcony. It was empty except for the fake grass placed on the floor. Gyuvin sat down and Y/n followed soon after. He brought out a bag that literally came out of nowhere and brought out some more snacks. 

“You want some?” He asks Y/n, “I don’t mind” She replied back, getting a choco pie out of the mini bag he had. “How come you’re so nice to me even though we just met?” She asked curiously. “We’ve been classmates for a while and you seem so nice but you never talked to me, I haven’t found the chance to talk to you until today though” It’s true, the pair had been classmates since their freshman year and now they’re on their senior years and Y/n hadn’t approached him because of Seo-yun and Sooha, they always told her that he was a bad person.

“Wow, who knew we felt the same” She muttered under her breath hoping he wouldn’t hear her. “Then why didn’t you talk to me?” He asked her. She was contemplating telling him about Seo-yun and Sooha, “It’s because of Seo-yun and Sooha.” she ended up spilling it. “Huh? What do you mean?” He questioned her, bewildered since last he checked, Sooha and Seo-yun were completely fine with him.

“They think you’re a playboy and would just end up breaking my heart in the end so they never let me talk to you” She said quickly hoping he would change the topic already. “Well don’t listen to them, do what you want to do and if it is talking to me and being my friend then so be it. Just don’t give a fuck about what they think, live your own life, Y/n” He said with his signature smile on his face.

“So would you like to be friends?” She asked nervously, fidgeting with her fingers as she waited for his answer. He grabbed her hands and looked at her endearingly. “Obviously I would, who wouldn’t wanna be friends with you?”

She decided to change the topic so it wouldn’t be that awkward. “You dance right?” She asked him. “I told you on the bus, didn’t I?” He replied to her in a playful tone. “I was wondering if you could teach me kick it by nct 127, I love the choreography for that but I’m not really sure how to do it.” She asked him hesitantly since they were not that close yet. “Sure, I don’t mind. I already learned it a while back, Can I have your number? So we can meet up one of these days” He said bringing out his phone, She put in her number and then returned it to him.

She checked her phone and then realized it was already midnight. “Shoot, I don’t think I can catch a ride home” She panicked since she snuck out and simply couldn’t call her mom to pick her up. “I’ll call an uber, you live around the block yeah? I’ll just walk you home” He offered. “No, I can’t accept it. You’re being too nice.” She said back. “Nope, too late I already called it and we’re friends, right? Obviously, I have to make sure you’re safe.” Gyuvin said in a matter-of-fact tone. 

“Fine whatever, if you insist,” Y/n answered back. They both went down to wait outside for their uber. In the main room, it was nearly empty except for the passed-out Yiren and Minji on the couch, Y/n draped a blanket over the pair. Seeing Y/n be so caring towards her friends made Gyuvin moved by her kindness despite the fact they both tried to not make her friends with him.

“Y/n ! The uber’s here, let’s go” He said. Y/n followed Gyuvin out and they soon both got in the car. The drive back was silent and soon reached Gyuvin’s home. He paid the driver and he drove off. He followed his word and walked her back home. They both said their goodbyes and went off their own ways. Y/n tried to open the front door as quietly as possible and ended up succeeding in getting in without her parents noticing.

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The duo soon got close as the weeks went by, without Y/n’s best friends knowing of course. She was now getting ready to meet Gyuvin at his house to hang out. She wore a hoodie with some leggings and a sling bag to keep her valuables. She soon heard his car pull up in front of her house. She soon finished applying her face powder and decided to go. It was a monday so her parents weren’t home. She soon got in the car.

“Hey Gyuvinnie !” She greeted him while putting on her seatbelt. “Yo Y/n, How are you?” He said. “I’m doing fine what about you?” She asked him. “Same here but I’m exhausted since I’m trying to improve my dancing skills” He replied back to her question. “Oh that’s nice.” She said while looking out the window. “Speaking of which, why did you take the bus that day? Why didn’t you just drive there yourself?” She asked, curiosity laced in her voice.

“I was grounded at that time so I couldn’t use the car so I just snuck out then took the bus.” He answered. “Then that makes two of us then !” Y/n said while smiling at him. He looked back at her then smiled back. 

It didn’t take long for him to arrive at his home and they both got out and Y/n was surprised on the size of his house. She hadn’t seen the entirety of it during the night of the party because it was dark out and she realized how rich Gyuvin was. “Damn, What the hell” She mumbled under her breath in shock. “Stop staring at my house and just go inside” He said grabbing her by her wrist which seemed to be a habit for him.

“Gyuvin are your parents home?” She asked, “Nope, they’re both out on a business trip” He said. “You wanna go to my practice room? You wanna learn kick it right?” He asked her while she followed him. “Oh yeah I almost forgot, Thanks for reminding me.” She replied back and they walked in his practice room. It looked like a practice room from a dance studio, crazy to think he’s that rich. 

“Okay let’s start” He walked over to the center of the room. “Let’s do some warmups first, shall we?” He offered. They did simple stretches and some exercises. He then brought out his phone then connected it to the speakers. “Do you want to watch the dance practice first or do you wanna go straight to it?” he asked. “I’ll just do it without watching the dance practice first” 

He played the music on his phone, She did well in the first chorus then started to get lost in the 1st verse since she hasn’t watched the dance practice in a while. ‘Shoot I just embarrassed myself, Oh my god he must think I’m terrible now’ She started to slow her movements then stopped altogether. Gyuvin noticed then stopped the music and went over to her.

“Are you okay Y/n?” He noticed that she forgot some parts of the choreography at the start then got nervous afterwards. “We can watch the dance practice first if you want? Then I’ll teach you how to do it” He offered. “Yes please I’m suffering right now” 

Gyuvin went out the room then came back with his laptop and placed it on the floor. She analyzed it and taking note of some parts she did wrong and got up after it ended. Gyuvin then went to Y/n and started showing her the steps for the first verse. 

“So first you move your arms in an inward motion then you move your right leg outwards” He said while demonstrating it. “You can do it separately first then try to do it together.” She started doing it then slowly got the hang of it. “Your making some progress already ! Let’s try first chorus + 1st verse with the music” He said happily

She noticed him looking so passionate while dancing and it made her admire him. She started to fall for him even before she befriended him, her encounters with him in the hallway, or even the way he smiles at her while giving back her test paper. Y/n fell for Gyuvin so hard, but he fell first.

Y/n was able to finish the 1st verse and decided to learn the full song (i dont wanna describe anything I am not a dancer) after practicing the full choreography at least 10 times not including the learning portion they both lay on the floor, exhausted.

“Hey, you wanna eat anything? I can cook some ramyeon if you want?” He asked her sitting up and Y/n following soon after. “Yeah sure, I’m starving right now.” They both got up and walked towards his kitchen, getting a pack of noodles on the way. While waiting they both decided to chat a bit about their hobbies, She found out Gyuvin wanted to be an idol but is unsure about it since it mean giving up his privacy. He also liked singing and playing games. He offered to play some smash bros in his room after eating and she agreed excitedly. 

They both ate silently then afterwards went to his room. He had a nice setup and a tv in his room too. He then set up his switch then booted up the game. He handed her a controller and opened the game. He chose Joker as his character and I chose Bayonetta. 

Y/n was on a losing streak so she tackled Gyuvin to distract him then ended up winning. “Y/nnn That’s just cheating” He pouted then decided to change the game to mario kart. They both chose their characters then played as normal. Y/n ended up winning a lot surprisingly so Gyuvin got revenge. While she was in 1st place he started tickling her. “STOP- hah- PLEASE-” She started saying while in a fit of laughter.

They both didn’t win because they ended up forgetting about the game and ended up fighting each other. After a while they both just laid on the floor looking at the ceiling. “Gyuvinnie, have you decided on what career you wanna do besides being an idol?” She asked him while still looking up. “Not really, being an idol is really what’s on my mind right now. What about you Y/n?” He said while turning his head to look at her. 

“I don’t really have anything in mind but maybe I’ll try to think about it more.” She replied and looked back at him. “You can be a dancer you know? With proper training you can be a great dancer” He suggested. “Hmm.. I’ll think about it when the time comes.” She was considering it ever since Gyuvin started to teach her how to dance kick it.

She got up and started looking for her bag. “Gyuvin, I’ll go now so my parents won’t worry.” She said while reaching her hand for the door knob, before she could twist it open a much bigger hand went on top of her’s and she turned around to see Gyuvin behind her. “Wait can you stay for a bit more Y/n?” he asked her. “ 

“Gyuvinnie, I can’t you know? I still have to do chor-” She got cut off by Gyuvin grabbing her shoulders then pinning her to the wall. ‘huh?’ she was confused and flustered. She started blushing furiously, “Yah, Gyuvin what are you doing? T-This isn’t funny you know...” She said nervously. 

“Y/n... Ever since you introduced yourself in our freshman class, I had a crush on you. The way you were so nice to everyone to the way your eyes would shine when you answered a question in english. That night of the party made me fall for you more, I’m sorry if I made things awkward its fine if you don’t-” 

Before he could complete his sentence, Y/n grabbed his collar then pulled him down so his lips could meet hers. He was caught off guard but after a few moments he kissed back. His lips moved perfectly against hers as he grabbed her waist to deepen it. In response she moved her arms to wrap around his neck.

They both pulled away panting and stayed in each other’s hold for awhile. Gyuvin grabbed her wrist then dragged her to his bed then hugged her. They both stayed like that for awhile until Y/n pops the question. “Gyuvin, what are we exactly?” She asks while sitting up, Gyuvin sits up too while he reached his hand out to cup her cheek. “We can be anything you wanna be, Y/n” He says endearingly while Y/n pulls him into another hug.

“Then I wanna be your girlfriend” She replies quickly. “I will but only if I’ll be your boyfriend” He says with a smirk. They ended up cuddling and falling asleep together. 

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The next morning Y/n woke up and tried to sit up but Gyuvin’s arm was tightly wrapped around her waist. She realized that she was still in Gyuvin’s house and she never went home. “Oh shoot” She said louder than intended and ended waking Gyuvin up. “What is it Y/n?” He asked while rubbing his eyes. “My parents are gonna kill me.” She said while looking for her bag where she kept her phone. 

“I’ll just take you there, just say you had an impromptu sleepover with Yiren or something?” He suggested. “That’s a good idea but they still might get mad but not as much” She replied, getting out of the bed and fixing her hoodie, While doing that she noticed Gyuvin spacing out and found herself staring at his dark brown irises, even though they were in a darker hue, she liked the way it shined when he does something he loved. 

“Y/n, if you keep staring might as well compliment me already” He says with impatience laced in his voice. “Well sorry, your eyes are just pretty thats why” He blushes at the compliment but regains his composure. “Well they’re pretty because you see your own reflection in them~” He flirts back, while Y/n blushes a bit. “Y-Yah can I go home now” She asks still kind of flustered by what he said earlier.

“Fine, let’s go” Gyuvin said, reaching for her hand as they went out of his room. They continued this until she went home and when she reached her front door, before Gyuvin left Y/n hugged him then asked him to text her later. 

Her parents arrived in the night then Y/n just explained that her and Yiren had a surprise sleepover and they just took her word for it.

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It’s been a month since Y/n and Gyuvin started dating, they went on a few dates here and there but for their monthsary, he decided to ask her out to an amusement park nearby. She accepted, eager to meet up with her boyfriend once more. 

She was once again getting ready, she put on a simple crop top (if ur uncomfy just imagine any top) and baggy jeans. She wanted to wear something special but since they’re going in an amusement parks she had little options.

She decided to not put on makeup since it would most likely get ruined when she goes on the rides. Gyuvin told her beforehand that he wanted to take the bus instead of driving there and she just agreed since it really reminded her when they first met. “Y/nnn hurry upp” She heard Gyuvin saying it impatiently while knocking. “Wait-“ she says hurriedly as she got her bag and went down the stairs to answer the door.

“Hey Y/n, you ready to go?” He asks her. “Hi Gyuvinnie, yeah I am, let’s goo” She says excitedly and reaches to hold his hand. He noticed her trying to subtly reach out her hand and held her hand first. They continued on like this as they went over to the bus stop. She was currently rambling about a group that she was currently fixated on.

“Yeah like- Ciipher is an amazing group it’s just that rain sucks-“ She continued ranting about Ciipher until the bus arrived. Gyuvin wasn’t interested on the group itself, sure it intrigued him but all he could focus on was the way your eyes reflected off the sunlight giving a bright and youthful aura. The way some of your hair strands stood up, even though it may just appear messy on everyone else’s eye but to him, it’s what made her stood out from others in her school. She was the only one who didn’t attempt to hit on him or pursue him. Hell at one point Yiren tried asking him out but that didn’t work out.

After awhile she soon got tired then tried to sleep, Gyuvin noticed and put her head on his shoulder. It remained like this throughout the whole way there.

When the bus driver stopped to announce the stop, Gyuvin woke her up by shaking her lightly. She didn’t wake up, so he just slapped her lmao. 

“What the hell gyuvin” Y/n was rubbing her arm while glaring at Gyuvin. “What? You wouldn’t wake up, let’s get off now idiot.” He said then holding her hand and dragging her out of the bus.

They walked a bit before they reached the amusement park then went through the entrance fees and lines. It was quick since they went on a week day. Y/n held Gyuvin’s hand and pointed at a big rollercoaster then looked at back at him with pleading eyes. 

“Gyuvinnn can we ride that first” She begged. “Sure let’s go” He agreed and then went there with her. They soon after started lining up for the ride. It wasn’t long and they soon got to the front of the line, “Y/n, I dare you to ride in the front row” He said with a smirk, “Fine, but only if you do too” Y/n responded.

They both got on the ride and Y/n broke her composure and started looking around nervously. She fumbled with the seat belt, struggling to put it on. Gyuvin noticed it then reached his hand out to help her put it on. 

The ride went smoothly afterwards besides the loops and drops. As the ride came to a stop, the couple got off slowly while holding onto eachother for support.

"Never again." Gyuvin stated as he draped his arm over Y/n's shoulder for support. "I regret ever suggesting that" Y/n said as she tried to support herself by doing the same thing Gyuvin was doing.

After 10 minutes of walking around the couple soon found a food stall they wanted to buy from. Y/n went to go find a seat for the two of them and Gyuvin went to buy food.

She was scrolling through instagram and felt a tap on her shoulder. She looked up and saw Seo-yun and Sooha. "Oh hey Y/n I thought my eyes were deceiving me" Yiren said rubbing her eyes. "What are you doing here in the first place?"Aisha asked.

"Oh I'm just- waiting for a friend ! That's all" She lied and voice cracked at the end. "Do you want us to wait with you?" Seo-yun asked her. "NOOO- I mean no, you guys can go on about your day, pretend you never saw me" She spoke quickly, trying to end the conversation. "Whatever you say Y/n... Just text us if they don’t come okay !" Seo-yun said while dragging Sooha away.

As soon as the two left, Gyuvin arrived with a tray of food. "I'm sorry if I took long, the line was super long" He apologized profusely. "It's okay Gyuvinnie I didn't wait long, let's eat now" She said while grabbing her utensils and handed the other set to Gyuvin.

"I saw Yiren and Aisha awhile ago." Y/n said and she noticed that Gyuvin tensed up. "Are they still here? What did they say?" He asked. "They just asked me what I was doing here, I said I was waiting for a friend and they just let me be after I told them to. I'm not sure whether or not their still here though" She replied back.

"Well, are you still comfortable with me holding your hand or hugging you?" He asked her. "I am fine with it still, I know physical affection is your whole thing and I don't wanna ruin that..." She replied back while she reached her hand out to hold his hand and she smiled at him. 

“But I still want to be careful since I don’t know if they’re still here..." Y/n stated as she looked down. Gyuvin noticed her nervous state then brought his hands to her face then started to squish her cheeks. "Forget about them for today, this day is about us right?" He said to her with a smile.

She soon felt comforted seeing his smile and they both decided to go find games as soon as they finished eating. They walked around hand-in-hand in the park. The pair soon reached the area where the games are located.

Y/n saw a white stuffed bunny and ran towards that stall and waited in line. It was soon their turn to play and Y/n tried aiming the rifle at the bunny. She was unsuccessful in her 2 tries. Gyuvin offered to try for the last attempt and ended up winning her the plush.

After the employee handed it to them Y/n quickly hugged the bunny and wouldn't let go of it. "So what are you gonna name it?" He asked. "I'm gonna name him Vinie !" Y/n said after putting the bunny on top of her head. "why would you name it that though?" Gyuvin asked curiously. "Because the bunny reminds me of you."

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It soon turned night and the pair was exhausted after the long day of just going on rides, playing games and walking around. Before leaving they decided to go on the ferris wheel for last. As they enter the gondola everything went silent. Right before the gondolas reached the top, Gyuvin spoke up. “I love you, Y/n” He said while staring at her. Y/n was surprised by his sudden confession, nonetheless she replied. “I love you too Gyuvin”.

As she said that Gyuvin leaned forward then grabbed Y/n’s collar then pressed his lips against her’s. She felt butterflies in her stomach, She kissed back as their lips moved in sync. The kiss ended soon after since they realized the ride would end soon. Y/n was blushing furiously and was fidgeting with her fingers for the remainder of the ride.

When they got off Y/n was quiet the entire time. She was still in shock from the previous events, Gyuvin holding her hand brought her back from her thoughts. “Are you okay? Sorry if I made you uncomfortable” He said while rubbing his thumb over her hand. She looked back at him and spoke, “No it’s nothing I’m just- flustered? I guess...” He got what she was trying to say then hugged her for comfort.

“You wanna go?” “Can we take the train this time?” She asked him. “Yeah, I’m fine with anything as long as your here.”

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A week passed by and the start of their school year was nearing. Y//n decided to ask Gyuvin out on a date 2 weeks before school. They both met up in a cafe and ordered coffee and cinnamon rolls. They were both talking to each other and their coffee arrived soon after.“Did you hear about the new update they announced for genshin?” As Y/n brought up a conversation the bell on the cafe door chimed and she widened her eyes seeing who just walked through it.

“What the hell Y/n.” Seo-yun said while looking at Gyuvin and Y/n who intertwined their hands. “What are you doing.” Sooha spoke up and dragged the two to stand up. “We’re on a date. What else does it look like?” Gyuvin said with a snarky tone and tried hiding Y/n behind him. “Y/n after all that we told you... YOU STILL DATED THIS ASSHOLE?” Seo-yun yelled out grabbing Y/n’s wrist then dragging her out the cafe, Sooha tagging along and Gyuvin stayed in the cafe in shock. 

“SEO-YUN WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM” Y/n yelled out while Seo-yun released her wrist from her grasp.“MY PROBLEM IS THAT YOUR DATING GYUVIN”Seo-yun was furious. Anyone could tell and a few people on the street started looking in their direction “AND? I CAN DATE WHOEVER YOU WANT ITS MY LIFE” Y/n replied back. “NOT IF THAT PERSON YOUR DATING IS MY CRUSH” Seo-yun’s reply confused Y/n “What? What do you mean” She said. “I MADE UP ALL THOSE THINGS ABOUT HIM SO YOU CAN STAY AWAY BUT NO- YOU STILL DECIDED TO WHORE YOURSELF OUT TO HIM” Seo-yun yelled out while approaching Y/n. “

I DIDNT EVEN TALK TO HIM FIRST, HE APPROACHED ME SO WHAT? YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST INSULT ME LIKE THAT” “I WOULDNT HAVE INSULTED YOU IF YOU BROKE UP WITH HIM ALREADY” The air around them was starting to get heated, some of the bystanders left, realizing it was a personal matter.

“I- I thought we were friends” Y/n’s voice started to die down as her vision got clouded with tears. “WE ARE ITS JUST THAT YOU DECIDED TO GO FOR SOMEONE I HAD A CRUSH ON. NOW BREAK UP WITH HIM OR OUR FRIENDSHIP IS OVER.” Seo-yun yelled out one final time before turning her back on her and leaving along with Sooha.

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As soon as Y/n got home she burst out in tears. She went straight to her room then cried more into her pillow. She soon fell asleep for a few hours. She woke up and got her phone and texted Gyuvin.

She heard her phone ring then declined the call. She went to message her friends that she already broke up with him. Y/n started to regret her decision but she knew it was too late to take it back. Seo-yun and Sooha were her only friends and they’ve been really close since childhood and she didn’t wanna ruin her friendship because Seo-yun had a crush on her now ex-boyfriend.

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It was the start of the school year and Y/n was classmates with Seo-yun and Sooha again. Everything went smoothly in their friendship after the breakup but deep down Y/n still knew she liked Gyuvin, but she didn’t want Seo-yun to get mad at her. 

As she was talking in the classroom with Seo-yun and Sooha she noticed Gyuvin staring at her from the corner of her eye.

The bell rang and the trio went to their respective seats. Their classes ended quicker that they thought and Y/n was spacing out after the bell rang and was left sitting at her seat.

“Y/nnn Are you coming??” Sooha said, breaking Y/n out of her trance. The 3 soon went to the cafeteria and while they were eating all Y/n could think of was Gyuvin. She missed him. She regrets breaking up with him but she doesn’t wanna lose her life-long friend either.

Y/n soon felt a tap on her shoulder, She looked back and saw Gyuvin. “We need to talk. Now.” He said while grabbing her shoulder and taking her to an empty classroom. “Uhm Hi?” She said out of nervousness and confusion. “Why did you break up with me” Gyuvin asked while unintentionally pinning her against the wall by her shoulders.

“I- I just fell out of love you know” Y/n tried lying her way out of this, She feels like she can’t hold her tears anymore. “You’re lying.” He replied back firmly. “It’s true” She said while trying not to let the tears spill out but it was unsuccessful. She ended up letting it all out. “Stop lying already” “I- I’m not” She tried to stop her hiccups from being to obvious but her efforts were futile.

“If you weren’t lying then you wouldn’t be crying right now” He said while bringing her in for a hug. Oh how Y/n missed this, she felt like she could melt right now but she still had to remember. They aren’t even together anymore.

“I still love you but we just- can’t be together” Y/n said trying not to break down. “And why not? Is this because of your friends?” He asked her patting her back while trying not to cry also. “It’s not! We just aren’t meant to be together.” She said. “We both still clearly love each other, you’re just torturing me at this point, there’s nothing stopping us from being together” Gyuvin said slowly losing his calm composure. “I love you, but I just can’t be with you. You deserve better, like Seo-yun or something” She spoke, she backed up and went to reach for the door but then she looked back and saw Gyuvin’s tear stricken face.

“But if you love me then why did you leave?”

[catholicdogxxx]

every single thought i had abt one piece live action

alvida is so hot im praying when she comes back she’ll have the slip slip fruit and still be fat please god.

introducing zoro with baroque works instead of with helmeppo was fucking genius, and mr 7’s redesign is pique. and the gore of zoro killing mr 7? sets a great fucking precedence.

binks brew playing in the background of the flash back where luffy eats his fruit >>>>>

i want a copy of nami’s book as merch

i love the little homage to the original of luffy planning to just fly in

having luffy be there for the scene with helmeppo and rika >>>>

ive said it once ill say it a thousand times how do they manage to make zoro even gayer. ill never get over the whimpering caption with helmeppo just crawling on the ground.

nami girlboss girlslaying even

zoro you cryptic little gay freak “then he owes me money” “didnt wanna make a mess”

im mad they didnt make captain morgan tell helmeppo he didnt beat him as a kid is bc he’s too pathetic to hit.

captain “we should be working for the same team” morgan. bro you are an elder fag preying on a young gay man. THE SHOULDER TOUCH???

roronoa “i kinda got my own thing going on” zoro

“7 days? i could catch up on my sleep”

“when i get down from here, you’ll be the one begging.” MY GOD YOU FAG

tag urself im the bead of sweat in zoros eyebrow

“get lost”

“i am.. lost”

“heyhey no. dont do that.”

my god nami’s actress is perfect the body language, tone of voice, its so accurate to how she was pre joining strawhats. and GOD her facial expressions in her first fight scene w luffy…

zoro almost dipping then deciding he wants to fight lmao i love it

“arent you that drunk from the bar?”

“glad i made an impression.”

morgan you didnt capture shit

inaki did a great job making luffy still look animated.

zoro cutting helmeppos hair is so fucking funny

garp knew exactly who it was when he first got that call

buggy youre sitting like SUCH a slut

buggy loves talking abt shanks like he’s an ex boyfriend

i wanna see what else buggy can do

zoro definitely had sex with cabaji and then killed his brother

i could watch yasopp shoot people all day

shanks casting is so well done im obsessed with the fact that none of the characters are the conventionally attractive roblox looking types

also the timing of luffy being drowned and the flashback to shanks saving him… timed perfectly great depiction of ptsd. same thing with zoros flashbacks.

“why gonna rob the place blind?”

“at least a little blurry”

i love the wlw mlm solidarity with nami and zoro, oh my god the scene of them getting dressed and nami picking out a shirt for him??? obsessed.

zoros pink ass drink

FUNKY BAR MIRROR BALL???

“arlonggg babyyyy”

“you dont think she like. like likes me do you?”

i love the way the meowmin twins move when theyre fighting in the stairwell

luffy grinning like a freak through kuros blades :333 and then the fucking thumbs up

luffys look to nami when kaya says they have a ship

damn they really just fucking murked merry

“they do know im the captain right?”

“let them have this one”

“we are” playing while they leave syrup village im obsessed

nami laughing for probably the first time in years at usopp and luffy fighting over who’s the captain

i could write an essay about the fear in garps eyes in that flashback (im going to)

“which way is port?”

“the left!”

“neverrrrrrr!”

“fine ya brat have it yer wae”

garp laughing bc he’s actually invested in his job again

the camera lense while luffy is smelling the baratie is fucking hilarious

“add food to the equation and suddenly he knows how to navigate”

ive said it once i’ll say it a thousand times inaki does a great fucking job making luffy still look animated

ill never get over sanji’s accent its so fucking fan indulgent

the little angry kick after he puts em on the fucking ground

“welcome to our shitty restaurant where the only thing worse than the ambiance is the food. my name is sanji what can i get for you?”

“any drinks one of our signature cocktails to help you choke down your meal?”

“apologies madam didnt see you there. would you care for an apéritif to start?”

sanji is such a freak oh my god i love him

zoro pointing it out is so fan indulgent

zoro grinning like an idiot when nami says “i need a drink”

im obsessed with usopps fishbowl

sanji’s smile talking about the all blue WAHHHH

i love live action sanji cooking

his fucking theme playing oh my god

zoro and nami comparing usopp to a sea slug

“i had friends”

“swords dont count”

“i had one friend”

“hell one more than i have”

zoro you fucking freak

why is he standing like that fucking fag

“because youre my friend you idiot” NAMI WAHHHHHHHH

zeff is so hot omfg

sanji’s desperate baby scream breaks my heart

i really like they went using with the original manga plotline for sanji’s backstory

“id eat both arms and legs to save zoros life”

putting buggy in the bag is so fucking funny

that zoom in on sanji yelling “zeff” what was that

god i love sanji and zeffs fight

zoro waking up scene is fucking adorable

zoro you fucking devoted freak i love you

ill never get over sanji’s theme

“the only thing i wanna hear from you is dinner specials”

baby nami is perfectly cast

BLACK NOJIKO BLACK NOJIKO

buggys body pinned up at arlongs base lmfao

“arlong has bled us dry”

“then find more blood”

i love helmeppo sitting like that lmao

bellemere’s death scene always makes me tear up jesus christ

“i thought itd take a lot more liquor to bring out your mutinous side.”

why was arlongs speech edited like that oh my god

“of course i will” makes me tear up every fucking time

nami drawing her maps in fucking blood is such great symbolism

“you look tired, maybe you should take a break”

“maybe you ought to get back in the kitchen”

“quit screwing around! luffy needs us!”

“you just got here you dont know what luffy needs.”

“i know he needs my cooking.”

“putting two slices of bread together?”

telling buggy to shut up in unison lmao

“im gonna get outta here.” while flipping them off

“fucking clown.”

USOPP EXPLODING STAR U GOAT

“i get it zeff was mean to you boohoo”

“you dont ever badmouth nami.”

“now youve done it.”

god i love taz skylar

“all great fighters call out there finishing moves”

“yeah youre gonna fit in just fine.”

SANJI WANTING TO HUG NAMI AND HER RUNNING PAST LMFAO

“back for seconds must have liked it.”

“at least i dont need 3 swords to prove im a man.”

garp jus beating the shit out of luffy

nami hitting nezumi >>>>>

god i fucking love nami talking at bellemeres grave

“i know what it means to fight for your family.”

luffy’s reaction to his bounty im in love

koby what was that gay ass look you want to kiss luffy so bad dont you

“be a good marine.”

“be a good pirate.”

luffy mimicking his poster

god i love makino

kaya with a different tea looking healthy 😭

luffy’s bounty up under employee of the month

BUGGY AND ALVIDA BUGGY AND ALVIDA BUGGY AND ALVIDA

god i love garp

helmeppo learning to be swordsman :33

“maybe the old chef was right. it id your turn.”

“i can still take you.” not in a fight…

their jolly roger 🥺🥺🥺

[dxsole]

🎤 GET TO KNOW THE MUN | Dex

NAME?: Dex

PRONOUNS?: please regard my gender as just silly detective that's just how i am, if pressed, u can use she / they / lieutenant

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION?: IMs, you can also chat with my on Discord (pls ask me if u want it!), but I am mostly on tumblr tbh

MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?: [pointing at Didi, Lawrence, and Philo] these morons

EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?: I've been here since 2011, i have no clue if I have improved, i just know i am here

BEST EXPERIENCE?: just??? making new friends :3 i love u all, ur all going in my pocket. I've known some of you for literal years, it's wild my guy

RP PET PEEVES?: you can't trick me into me saying an opinion on the 'lack of reading comprehension site' lmao. real talk, my brother in christ can we all just read sentences. like MY mutuals are cool but then i see something in like rp tags or in my peripheral about some bullshit where it 100% is just hey maybe...take one...second to consider....this is not a personal attack or maybe it's literally not worth your time. it's ok it has happened to me too. take a breath. none of this is real. we're all ding dongs trying to write some characters on the interwebs my guy.

FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT?: in order of operations; smut , fluff, then angst...i love sweet things and smut is fun for development n shit and then...after all the sweet....hit em with a hammer

PLOTS OR MEMES?: MEMES! I can do plotting but i'm like?? a vague plotter...i like winging it tbh bc uhhhh in life there's no plotting u just roll with the shit that hits u...send me a meme and i will put ur muse in a situation, that's IT

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?: gonna cop out and say medium! one sentence is hard 4 me bc i don't shut up but too long and i'm like AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA bc i forget all the words I've known in my life

TIME TO WRITE?: i am writing while i work lmaooo...9 to 6 babey after that i remove my brain and i can only message silly things to friends

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?: i do add like?? one part of me to each of them, but like...if I had to say I am most like Freida and Lázaro...like Freida has my neurotic perfectionism and planning skills but Lázaro has my like it is what it is mentality and love of Hawaiian shirts and those two battle it out every damn day . but tbh ask me what i put in a specific oc, they all get a lil pinch of Dex spice

TAGGED BY: @hellfollowed // thankies~! TAGGING: @allevils, @rennisaturate, @resignedworkaholics, @ofwealthandtaste, @vitalphenomena, and anyone else who wants to do this~!

[lucirent]

what are some things you enjoy about 814 :) and maybe some fanned fiction recs if you've got em

omg anon where did u come from....

first of all everything that had to be said has already been said here + anything else i could say is also influenced by k. that's mandatory reading to understand any of this. but i will say more anyway.

i like 814 because i like oscar (which is because i rate him and find him likeable and endearing and it is fun to like people who you think are going to win in some sense!), and i like interesting tensiony team dynamics. when the season started i was so unthrilled by the landoscar Content because i was convinced oscar was boring (even though i wanted to like him) and lando both saw that he was boring and was pity-engaging with oscar, partly because he thought oscar was a nice guy and deserved the pity-engagement, and partly because he had to for the Sponsors. there was this sense... i had this sense that lando was "fun" and oscar was "straightlaced" and so they were incompatible, because lando would always think oscar was just Not his type of person, which is fine you know! at this point of the szn oscar was also getting dominated by lando in quali (see summer break stats - aside from lando making mistakes while those are somewhat reflective of your skills they're not representative of your capabilities on the average day, and lando is generally quite consistent otherwise) so there was nothing* oscar had on him besides being more booksmart (*this is an exaggeration for effect)

i think that mistaken perception (that i had and that i imagine lando had) is what set them up for an interesting dynamic where in a reversal of expectations oscar can and does call lando out on his bs instead of being a doormat. even when they're joking around they have BANTER and that's what i really love out of a pairing. there's a sense of equality there when you can both dish it out and take it, and dishing it out itself is so Satisfying to me personally, intellectually. they Like and Respect each other enough to praise each other when warranted and make fun of each other when they get the opportunity. and to top it off they both deliver in terms of performance, obviously with the caveats that oscar is less experienced and has to be given the benefit of the doubt in regards to his potential. but every weekend i scream when lando goes on team radio to remind the pit wall that he's faster than oscar even when he's behind - because there is a real fight between them with real stakes in driver image/confidence/prioritization/team long-term strategy, all based on how well they do this year relative to each other. i love it so much!

all that is that but the reason i'm actually insane about them is that transparent t-shirt moment where lando says something truly unhinged SO awkwardly because tinhat he's insane about oscar. oscar's "will you" and "that's a lie" in that video, the tone omg. the goggle games never-ending competition. lando telling oscar to shut up. oscar being able to get under his skin. lando strangely gifting oscar easy wins at the end of their mclaren tiktok games. the sponsored video, the concept of which was making lando and oscar stare at each other the entire time and Perceiving each other. lando telling the viewers of his karting vlog OSCAR HAS BEEN TESTING. OSCAR HAS BEEN A LITTLE SNAKE. why do they talk like this about each other. why does oscar look at lando like that "that's just how he is" yes but it's very deceptive!!!!! the line between fiction and interpreted reality is there but if i were to put a pathetic filter on lando it would look like this

i'm not gonna lie i haven't scoped out the 814 tag because i just wait for k to tell me if there's anything good. i haven't really resonated with anything so far because i am really particular about the believability of explicitly romantic/sexual relationships between characters when one or both of them are in a public r/s (in that i don't like it when "canon" fic ignores reality) ... but i'll link k's response here (EDIT: I SKIMMED SOME OF THESE THEY ARE WELL WRITTEN)

[thefallennightmare]

Chapter 21 oh my goodness! What an incredible chapter. Angel’s development and coming into her own, from the situation with Trey, and then even opening up with her therapist and ACTUALLY confronting the issues of running away and asking for help on how to actually address the problem spoke VOLUMES… because instead of once again running away from it, although a bit hesitant, she still took that step forward and asked for help. Then Angel’s entire demeanor during the interview. Her inner strength and self worth shined SO much in this chapter and it truly warms my heart that all of the outpouring love and support from everyone around her, Malcom, Chase, The BO boys & roomies, Joe, and of course Noah, have all contributed and awoken Angel and helped her realize that not only does she love all these people around her so much, but they also made her start to realize she loves herself and that she’s worthy of so much more then what she settled on and put up with in the past. I am so proud of Angel and I know that these are just the stepping stones of her really coming into herself and starting to break down all those walls she put up from all the trauma she’s had to go through.

Also, the daily texts of her and Noah… to just remind each other that they love each other. Something so small but also SO meaningful. And THAT TEXT FROM NOAH during the interview?!?!! MY GOD 🥵 and Angel’s texts to Noah 🥵 Her photos she sent to him, again just really gave that feeling of her coming into her own. From being in a relationship with someone who tore her down constantly and made her hide herself completely and cover up her entire body… to now her putting on sexy clothes to show herself off, taking sexy SELFIES like, yeah I’m a hot ass bitch and let me show Noah exactly what I got and what’s his, I am absolutely LIVING for Angel’s energy. I love that she has entered this main character state and is giving the vibe of “I’m in the drivers seat now” 😉 She’s no longer running, instead she’s fully pushing on the driver pedal and no longer hitting the breaks.

Also, the texts and conversations between Joe and Noah. I love that Noah knows and trusts Angel and didn’t even have any second thoughts or doubts at all about Joe and Angel’s friendship. The fact that Joe wanted to reach out to Noah and talk to him to share with him Angel’s growth and strength while being on tour. Gave such big brother vibes and again, I just really love this amazing support system Angel has. All of these people who surround her who love her so much and have really helped her learn to love herself.

Also, Nick’s texts to Angel and calling her Cinderella 🥹 oh my heart. And then Noah spoiling Salem and buying him all the toys and and oversized cat bed 😂 man needs a #1 Cat Dad shirt. AND the touch with the name tag… like are you kidding me?!🥹 SO sweet and then adding the symbols onto Salem’s name tag from TDOPOM… also such a sweet touch. I love how much Noah loves Salem 😭 truly the best bro’s ever.🖤

AND the video Noah sent Angel of him singing The Grey OH MY GOD. Noah sending that text to Angel and calling her sexy and telling her he’s gonna spend the rest of the night thinking of her bossing him around… like YES I AM LIVING FOR THIS SEXUAL TENSION and them TELLING each other exactly what’s on their minds FINALLY. This chapter was SO freaking amazing in every single way. I just love these characters all so much. I’m SO excited for chapter 22. And Nick telling Angel to wear red 😏 like okayyyyy I see you Nick. God just so many good little things all sprinkled through out this chapter. You both truly are so fucking talented and your writing is unlike anything else.

Sorry this was so long, I just had so much I wanted to talk about because there were SO many good and exciting things that happened this chapter. I seriously cannot wait for this next chapter because I KNOW it’s gonna be amazing. Especially with all this sexual tension built up between Angel & Noah from her being on tour, the texts they’ve sent back and forth, Angel sending her sexy selfies to Noah, and now they’re seeing each other in person after all of those events 🥵🥵 God I can’t wait for what’s to come! Thank you both as always for fucking FEEDING us a whole ass buffet this chapter. I’m gonna be going back for seconds, thirds, and 200’s from all the rereading that’s about to take place. Just when I think it can’t get any better, you both drop another fucking banger chapter and blow it out the park. 👏🏻👏🏻

Omg anon, can I just say it was like you knew Sarah and I were feeling so down because this message came at a great time!

You caught 99.9 percent of EVERYTHING. Our hearts are so so full. Thank you. We love you 🖤

Here’s a treat for you.

@thescarlettvvitch

[demonicrosebushsims]

UwU, what's this? Is Rose finally continueing the look books? It seems so. I wanted to return to the look books for a while, but since it is a lot of work I kept putting it of. But here we are, another lookbook. I am however not gonna do lookbooks for every character, just for the heirs. So feel free to send me a WCIF if you see something you like and can't wait for the look book. Anyway, let's start with our favourite softspoken druid, who loves plants and silence, Puck Strawroof. Sim: Hair, Skindetails, Eye Lashes, Left arm Tattoo, Right Arm Tattoo (Discover University), Ankle tattoo (Discover University) Make up: Eyeshadow (Base game),  Eyeliner Everyday Wear: Outfit (Unknown, please dm me if you know), Earrings, Necklace (Get to work), Flowercrown, Cloak, Bracelet (Get to work) Formal Wear: Shirt (Island Living), Trousers, Sandals (island Living), Flowercrown

Sports Wear: Top (Discover University), Trousers, Shoes (Bases Game), Beanie (Bases Game) Sleep Wear: Trunks (Bases Game) Party Wear: Shirt, Trousers (Island Living), Sandels (Island Living), Necklace (Get to work), Braclet (Base Game) Swim Wear: Trunks (Base Game), Necklace (Get to Work), Bracelet (Island Living) Hot Weather Wear: Shirt (Island Living), Trousers, Necklace (Get to Work), Sandals (Island Living), Bracelet (Island living) Cold Weather Wear: Cardigan, Trousers, Shoes (Base Game), Socks (Base Game), Necklace (Get to Work) You can find Puck in the Galley, if you look for my user tag (DemonicRosebush) or look for the hashtag #PuckStrawroof Credit: Briksche, @squea @kijiko-sims @valhallansim @pyxiidis @enriques4 @joliebean @nolan-sims @aharris00britney

[sydsaint]

My quick overview of Money in the Bank! Overall, it was a pretty good show. 7/10⭐

‼️MITB 2023 SPOILERS AHEAD‼️

So happy that Iyo won the women's match. Love her 💜 Zoey was my sleeper pick to 2 win but I don't quite think she's ready yet. Trish is making her better every week tho. Iyo and Bayley are gonna have some drama now. I know it! The handcuff spot ending was great! I loved the creativity. Zelina showed out with that Code Red from the top of the ladder. And all the ladies where serving this their gear. As they should.

Gunther kicked Riddles ass, as he should. The match was good and Gunther looked great as always. Drew coming back was the highlight of that segment. He and Gunther are gonna kick the crap out of one another soon. And I honestly see Drew as the one to dethrone Gunther. Perhaps with some help from The Brawling Brutes again since Vinci and Kaiser are still a factor.

Surprise ! John Cena showed up and hinted that Mania may be in London in the future. My Aussie husband Grayson showed up and he and Cena had a good promo battle. Possible Cena/Grayson match in the future?? Because I'd love to see that when Grayson's leg is good to go. Grayson had a killer shirt on as always. That's one more to add to my wardrobe when I've got money.

Finn and Seth put on a banger match. Kinda wished it was Demon! Finn tho. Judgment Day is so clearly gonna break up soon and I am all for it. Finn needs to be free of the shit Rhea and Dom have going on. So does Damian. Personally, I think that Finn should start tagging with JD McDonagh and Damian should get a singles run.

Not a huge Cody fan but he kicked Dom's annoying ass so yay Cody! The match was okay. I've always found Cody kinda eh. And Dom's character with Rhea is just annoying.

Didn't really care for the tag match until Shayna pulled a GOATED move and smacked Rhonda up. Hopefully this either means Rhonda is gonna be gone for a while or Shayna is gonna give her the work in a full match/fued. Also, I'm happy for Liv getting the belt back. Don't really care for Raquel 🫠

Bloodline Civil War was a great match! Jimmy and Jey both showed out and proved that Roman is slowly becoming irrelevant. Loved seeing my man Solo kick ass! (even if it was his bro's ass😭) That's my man and I can't wait for him to drop Roman and get back on the same page with his bros. Romans's time on top is coming to an end and I can't wait for him to drop the belts. I'm a shield stan for life. But that man has become so bland both with his promos and his in-ring work. It's time for someone else to have the belt and be on top. I 100% think that Jey should be the one to dethrone him. Poetic Justice if you will.

The men's ladder match was 🔥🔥🔥. Shoutout to my man Ricochet for putting Logan through that table with that amazing spot. Shinsuke and Butch both looked really solid in the match. Hopefully, they'll let Shin get more screen time. (also let Pat come back. I miss him jamming out to Shin's music) Logan was okay in the match. His ring work is getting better. He works well as a heel and I loved the boys all ganging up on him. (not a Logan hater. Just thought it was funny) Damian did solid work. He was my sleeper pick and I didn't mind him winning. Though my husband LA Knight should HAVE WON THE MATCH!! Triple H will be hearing from my therapist. Papa Trip hinted after the show that Knight is gonna get a push soon because of all the attention he's getting. I can see him going after Austin's US championship since Theory's run is dry as hell and it's about time he dropped the belt.

Extra random thoughts.

Wade Barrett looked fine as fuck in that pink blazer. I'm obsessed and in love 😍

The Sami and Kevin segment was great. Love my chaotic BFFs

Rhea needs to drop the title already. Cuz girl ain't doing shit with the locker room.

Asuka V Iyo outta be 🔥🔥

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#5

Stopped breathing 🫠

492 notes - Posted March 23, 2022

#4

Come back home.(RC)

- summary: Rafe goes away for 4 months on a business trip in the Bahamas and you are counting the minutes he will be back!

Warning: kissing, touching, fluffff💓

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It was the early morning hours and you flutter your eyes open to see the view of the ocean and the view of your beautiful husband Rafe Cameron. The morning sun casted in the room and landing on you, it felt so warm on your skin you smile In enjoyment.

“Good morning sweetheart” his sleepy voice still makes your heart flutter. “Good morning love” you smile and gives him a quick kiss before he decides to get out of bed. “No come back..” you mumble as you hold the white sheet over your bare chest.

“Baby I wish I can but you know I gotta get ready” his back is turn to you as he packs his carry on, you can’t hold back the smile your sporting at the scratches you’ve created on his back from the night before. “I’m gonna miss you so so much” you get out of bed and grabs his shirt and pulls it on and grabs your underwear and puts it on as you walk over to him. “Please call me everyday”

“Baby I wouldn’t miss a single call.” He kisses your forehead before grabbing your hand. “Shower with me one more time?” You bite your lip in excitement and nod. “Your saying it like where never gonna see each other” you roll your eyes and walks into the bathroom with him.

“Take off your clothes” he tells you and you look at him stupidity before he laughs. “Baby not in that way” you giggle and take off your clothes and he steps into the shower first and you join him.

“I’m gonna miss showering with you almost every day” you exaggerate leaning your chin on his head chest and wrapping your arms around his torso. He pushes the wet strains of hair out of your face and kisses your lips gently while his big hands cup your cheeks. “Me too baby, gonna miss cleaning you up”

You blush and kisses him sweetly. “I have attachments issues. What am I going to do with out you. I’ve grown up with you my whole life Rafe and now now your leaving for 4 months?” You begin to panic and back away from him and looked down. “Baby hey look, you’ll be fine. We’ll be fine!! Come on it’s only a few months.” He tries to reassure you but you don’t saying anything so he continues. “I’ll call you everyday and tell you how my dad was and we’ll even shower together. My sweet girl” he pulls you into him and kisses you deeply.

“I’m sorry.” He gets on his knees and kisses your stomach. “Don’t be sorry for being you mamas.” He kisses your inside thigh then your hip bone and all the way up until he kisses your lips. “Believe me when u tell you that I’ll be thinking of you all day and night.”

•

After the shower you both get dress and drive to the tarmac. “Time to go son” Ward tells him. “Morning y/n.” You wave high and looks back at Rafe. “I’ll call you when I land. I love you so much. So so much.” He tears a little and you wipe it with a crying laugh. “I love you more Rafe Cameron.” You kiss him hard and he hiked you tight. “Okay go” you pull away. “I love you.” He walks to the plane and gets on it.

Your heart breaks looking at him go away. You need him. 2 months In you call Rafe with exciting news. “Rafe. I’m 2 months pregnant” you squeal.

“What?? No way! Baby looks at us. We are having a baby.” He begins to cry and you just want to hug him. “Yes we are pregnant” you smile and he smirks.

“Guess your breeding kink came in handy.”

“Sure did.” You laugh and show him the test.

“Cant wait to see you.”

“I love you.”

“And I love you.”

-

496 notes - Posted August 4, 2022

#3

DREW WTF

498 notes - Posted April 20, 2022

#2

You’re so sexy 😩

955 notes - Posted October 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Trouble in paradise (RC)

Warning: cheating/ smut 18+/ heavy touching. Shower sex/ argument/ getting caught.

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It was the way he would look at you at dinner that had you in this position, the way he would watch you take a bite of your food and watch the way your lips wrapped around the fork. It was the way he talked to you, the way he would touch you even with innocence. That all lead you to this very moment. Rafe Cameron’ your cousins boyfriend pinning you against the shower wall as he drills into you. The sounds you where making had you glad that not a single soul was home.

“Fuck. I’ve wanted you for so long.” He wraps one of his hands around your neck and leans in to give you a sloppy kiss. You whimper at the feeling of his dick hitting every possible spot to exist in you.

“You ever thought about me the same way I do? Bet you do, thinking about me while you touch that pretty pussy of yours hm?” Your eyes was shut and didn’t say a word until you felt a deep thrust. “Fuck.” You moan out and open your eyes.

“Answer me pumpkin. You touch yourself at the thought of me?” His voice was so deep and he was out of breath.

“Yes I think about you everyday with my hands between my legs whispering your name like it’s a good damm prayer. God your so sexy. Love you” you mumble the last sentence and he kisses you again but slowly as his movement slows down.

“Shit Y/N say that again.” He looks into your innocent eyes and could come at the sight of the way your looking at him.

“I love you.” Her pouty lips and big doe innocent eyes had him going. He nods and thrust into you hard until your decorating his back with scratches of your finger nails. “Love you Y/N. Fuck can I come in you.”

“Yesyesyesyes” she moans with her pouty lips and he rubbed her clit and she came hard with a cry. Shaking and trembling. Few more thrust and he’s coming deep inside of you. “Shit.” You guys breath for a minute before he lets you down. Feet touching the shower floor with week knees.

“This- this has to go on. Can’t stay away from you or that pussy.” He pushes the wet hair out of your face and away from your neck and kisses your lips. “You really love me?” He ask without pulling away from your kiss. “I do.” You smile and kisses him.

-

It has been non stop of you and Rafe for the past 3 months, fucking, talking, secret hang out, excuses to hang with one another. Your friends knew you where seeing someone as well as your cousin, she noticed how happy you seem and is happy for you. You just feel so guilty but can help yourself.

“So y/n! Tell me about this boy!” Your cousin breaks the silence as you where eating fruits at her Kitcen counter. You where over for dinner and to spend a night to have a REAL sleepover with your cousin. you told Rafe that this was a real sleepover and that you’ll be with her the whole night but Rafe doesn’t believe you. He knows that by the end of the night while his girlfriend is sound asleep that you’ll either be on your knees or wrapped around him.

“Uh? He’s some guy who I met at the supermarket.” (Liar)

“Oh that’s sound so tv show-is right?” You laugh and nod. “Yes very!” You look over at Rafe and he’s staring at you hard.

“So what’s this boy like Y/N?” Rafe ask and you glare at him.

“Oh now baby stop bullying her, Y/N you don’t need to spill your business out to him.” She leans up and kisses him lips. You exhale deeply and looked at Rafe. When they pull away you smile.

“Go on Y/N/N.” He begins.

“He’s a hot guy, hm?? Sometimes annoying but sweet and the sex is awesome” you smile at the thought.

“That seems like fun!” Your cousin looks down and you remember what Rafe told you. “I haven’t touched her since we made love Y/N.”

“Okay so how about we have some amazing dinner by you Marci”

“Yeah let’s.” She looks up at Rafe and you can feel the tension in the room rising.

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“Okay this was so good I’ve never felt so full in my life” you take a sip of water and Rafe smirks at you. “You sure?” He speaks up and you almost chocked on your water.

“Marci he’s bullying me.” You look at her and she smiles lightly.

“Stop bullying her.” She looks at him and stands up. “I’m gonna do the dishes. Excuse me.” She grabs the plates and you stand up.

“Do you need help?” You offer. She looked down.

“Rafe can help! Relax” she blows a kiss at you and looks at Rafe with a stern look.

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#5

bull ride - Max Verstappen

Y/N x Max Verstappen Theme: Smut some steamy time with Max x word count: 1970+

Winter break is here, and you finally have some more time with your boyfriend Max, who’s still flying high after him becoming the world champion. Since then, he’d be happier, more relaxed, and overall cuddlier than he used to be. You’re glad that stress is finally gone, for now.

Right now, you’re sitting in the living room of Max’s apartment, while he’s preparing something for you. “Wait here, please.” He smiled, kissed your cheek, and vanished behind the closed bedroom door. Knowing that something is odd, you wait for him to return. He is plotting something, and you’re gonna find out what eventually. Impatiently, you check your phone every five seconds, trying to get your mind off of things, but your whole body shivers in anticipation.

Just then, when you lean back against the soft pillows behind you, you hear the door at the other end of the hallway open. “Honey?” Max says, his voice a little rougher than usual, the anxiety perhaps? “Still here?” You giggle and put your phone down. There is no leaning back anymore, your body is shaking a little, and your eyes are stuck at the wooden doorframe. “Ready?” He says quietly, and you know he is blushing hard, as his voice would always break when he is nervous, so he’s trying to keep it low.

“No!” You say, and both of you share a little laugh. “Define ready, though.” Smirking, you scratch your arm, watching Max enter the living room, dressed up entirely. He’s wearing a brown cowboy hat, a nice, tight white shirt, a few buttons open, teasing you with his chest, nice tight jeans, and no socks. “Fair enough” he shrugs casually, and you notice that he even shaved his scruffy beard, more like bringing some form into it, even though you like it when his little hair tickles you. “Oh hello.” You say, unsure about how to keep a straight face. He looks so good, and he knows it. 

“My lady.” He growls, his hands at his waist as he slowly walks up to you. “May I?” Max smiles, reaching for your hand. You embrace his hand and he instantly, gently pulls you into him. “Easy there, cowboy.” You smirk, steadying yourself against his broad chest, while his hands wander to your waist, securely holding you in place. “Sorry, my lady.” He breathes against your mouth, sending shivers down your spine. “You’re just, so pretty,” Max whispers, leaning into you, placing a single, loving kiss right on your lips. 

You embrace him fully, closing your eyes to just feel him, to taste his delicious taste. But he, instead, separates himself from you, just enough to keep you wanting more. Leaning your head back, you have another look at his hat, his pretty face, and further down his body, running a finger down his neck, right between his open shirt. “This is your surprise?” You lick your lips, your eyes wandering all over his beautiful body. “All of this.” A devious smirk spreads across his face when he starts to slowly grind his hips on yours.

You can feel him being very excited already, which makes you mirror his smirk. “This is something.” Leaning into him, you breathe against his cheek until you're right at his ear. “I’ve never been to a bull ride.” You stick your tongue out, barely reaching his skin, still, it’s enough to make him gasp quietly. He runs his hands around your body, to your butt, feeling your cheeks firmly.  “Then, how about we change that?” He returns the favor, even biting your earlobe tenderly. Without you being able to do anything, he easily picks you up and carries you through the apartment into the bedroom. 

“You’re a dork.” You giggle, patting his chest while he just grins. “Oh, I am.” He growls and opens the door with his knee. “Oh, Max!” You say, shocked. The whole room is decorated with half a dozen burning candles, a bottle of booze on the nightstand and soft, rock music is playing in the background. “Oh, that?” He shrugs, puts you down, and wraps an arm around your shoulder, keeping you close to him. 

“It’s beautiful.” You say, turning your face to meet his, catching him looking at you with a soft, loving smile on his lips. “Just like you.” Max kisses you again, this time, it’s way more passionate with his tongue exploring every corner of your mouth, spreading his taste all over your tongue. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer, and he, again, easily picks you up, with his hands around your thighs. The two of you keep kissing each other, when he puts you down on the bed, separating himself from you.

“Watch this.” He smirks, takes a few steps back, and starts moving his hips, easily catching the rhythm of the song playing in the background. Smiling, you cheer for him, when you catch sight of the bottle again. Snatching it from the nightstand, you open it in one swift movement, while Max keeps on rocking his hips, squatting down even, losing himself in the music. You take a long sip from the booze, enjoying its taste mixed with Max’s. “Take it off.” You start chanting, making him blush again. But he winks and starts unbuttoning his shirt, one at a time. 

“That’s it.” You cheer again, before you stop, your eyes now glued to his beautiful frame, his chest, his tits, and the little treasure trail leading down his jeans. He catches you staring, and smirks. “Too much?” He grunts, and you smirk even wider. “Come here.” You mouth and motion for him to come closer. He does, and even flexes his arms for you, once he’s right in front of you. “Too much?” You scuff, running a hand along his arms, feeling his biceps tense even harder. 

“Not at all.” You start stroking him now, his arms, his neck, down his chest, feeling every fiber of his body react to your slightest touch. To tease him even more, you take another sip from the bottle and start kissing him everywhere. Max giggles, enjoying every second of it though. He places his hands at your neck, running his fingers through your hair, to your cheek and your chin, lifting your head easily with two fingers. “My turn.” He smiles, takes the bottle, and drinks, nearly emptying at once. 

Max then helps you take off your shirt, and easily handles your bra right afterward. dropping both of them to the floor right next to the bed. Now, it’s him who’s checking you out, and you feel even better about it. You get up, take one of his hands and lead him to your breasts, letting his finger caress your chest, your boobs, and your nipple. “Amazing.” He says breathlessly, and his eyes find your gaze once more. “Can I get a kiss?” You smile shyly, and he grins, instantly bending down, placing loving kisses all over your tits. 

Now it is you who’s running your hands through his hand, removing the cowboy hat with one swipe. “I’m so hard.” He grunts suddenly, and rouches himself through his tight jeans, a grimace spreading over his face. “Let me help you.” You say lovingly, even though you enjoy the sight of him struggling to keep it together. Running a hand between his legs, you stroke him a few times, making Max moan quietly. “God.” He growls again, leaning his head back, letting out a huge sigh. 

“That’s right.” You smirk, and open his jeans, letting them drop to his ankles. Instantly, your hands meet his on his dick, the two of you stroking him together through his underwear. He slowly regains his composure and returns the favor. Now, he runs a hand between your legs, stroking your thighs, just with his fingertips. “Mhmm.” You moan underneath your breath, and now, one hand on his dick, you use your other hand to run a finger along his jawline, through the scruffy beard of his. 

“hand me the bottle.” You say, and both of you look down at it in Max’s hands. “Nearly empty.” He shrugs, but you have an idea. “Make it count.” You lick your lips, raise the bottle and carefully, tilt it, so it runs down Max’s bare chest. “Y/N!” He giggles, and flinches. “It’s cold.” You don’t reply, instead, you begin to lick it off his skin, again and again, causing him to moan loudly. “That feeling. Fuck.” He growls and grinds his hips against yours again. “So good.” You say, once the bottle is empty, and catch Max staring again. This time, you know what he desires most. You.

Without wasting any more time, he kisses you again, and the two of you get on to the bed. Like in a hurry, both of you manage to get your pants off, including your underwear. “I need you.” He grunts angrily, one hand between your thighs, the other on your tits. “Take me, then.” You hiss, the two of you lying right next to each other. However, before he can make a move, you take the initiative. In one swift motion, you roll on top of him, pinning him down against the bed. “I’m down?” He frowns, not his favorite position at all.

Nodding slowly, you bend down, placing kisses all over his chest again, still tasting the booze. He starts thrusting into the air, unable to contain himself any longer. “Fuck.” He moans once you reach his face, your lips hovering over his. “You'll enjoy this, Max.” You hiss again, kissing him one last time before you make your way back to his crotch. With his huge meat tenting inside his briefs, you cannot help yourself but bite your lower lip. “Oh boy.” You say, grabbing him firmly, making him whimper. “Y/N.” He grunts, trying to keep his head up but fails due to exhaustion.

“What.” You smirk, tracing the outlines of his obvious swelling with your nails, sending shivers down his spine. Carefully, teasingly, you pull down his underwear, having a nice, long view at his fully erect cock. You make your way back to his face, biting his lips. “Time for a ride.” Max breathes heavily, and together, he slides inside of you, filling you completely. Both of you moaning in unison, you steady yourself against his chest, feeling all of his muscles tense harder than ever before. His nipples rock hard, and his strong, veiny arms pressed against the bed. 

Now, you start riding him, starting off pretty slow and tame, much to Max’s dismay. “Fuck me.” He groans, and you increase the pace steadily. “Your huge.” You moan excitedly, loving the feeling of him inside you, hitting the sweet spot every single time. Max tries to reply, but a groan is all that comes out of his mouth. Going faster and faster, you easily take up each other’s rhythm, making it even harder not to cum right now. Thrusting harder and harder, you look down, looking at Max, whos very close to climaxing. He claws his fingers into the bedsheets.

“Fuck, I’m cumm...” He moans loudly, and you bend down, kissing him lovingly. “Not yet.” You demand and watch him grimacing once more. It doesn’t take long for you to reach your limits as well, and after a few more harsh thrusts, the two of you scream out in ecstasy, Max cumming inside you, which sends you right over the edge as well. For a moment, you freeze in this position. Both of you breathing quickly. Gently, he pulls his throbbing dick out, and you drop next to him, instantly getting wrapped into a hug by Max. 

“That was fucking good.” He moans, touches himself gently, and places a single kiss on your forehead. “We need to do that again.”

258 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 3. Januar 2022

#4

338 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 15. August 2022

#3

suit fitting - Charles Leclerc

Y/N x Charles Leclerc Theme: Smutish, Teasing, Touching, not too explicit enjoying how good Charles looks in his Ferrari suit x word count: 1080+

The day has come, when you and your long-time boyfriend Charles made your way towards the Ferrari Testing Center, for the winter testing. This means that you finally be able to enjoy Charles wearing his red racing suit again, which you missed dearly. So once he asked you to join him on that special day, you didn’t even think for one second about it, before you basically jumped into his arms. 

Now, you’re sitting in Charles' little private area, waiting for him to show off his nice, tight suit. He asked you to wait for him here since it would be even more exciting with a special entrance. So, you check your clock, nearly half an hour went by, without any sign of him returning to you. Sighing, you pull out your phone from your jeans, and browse your Instagram feed, replying to some messages, when you hear someone approaching the room through the long hallway. 

Luckily, some walls are made of glass, so there isn’t really any hiding behind concrete, but this also means, that you spot him instantly. “Fuck.” You mutter under your breath once you catch sight of him, and there he is. Charles steps inside the room, runs a hand through his beautifully messed up hair, and shows off his gorgeous smile. “Hi there.” He says softly, and stops in his tracks, for you to take a good look at him. “Hey.” You breathe deeply, get up from the sofa and slowly make your way towards him. 

Of course, you cannot help yourself and let your eyes wander all over his well-formed body. Starting at his boots, and up to his body. His legs, and especially his big thighs look so good inside the suit, the fabric flattering all of him perfectly. But then, you spot a huge bulge already formed at his crotch, telling you how excited he already is. “Damn.” You think to yourself and bite your lips. Keeping your eyes at the visible tent in his trousers, you break free from the sight and continue to check him out. 

Nodding appreciatingly, you enjoy the sight of his broad chest, his arms, biceps, and shoulders bulging against the soft fabric of the suit until you reach his beautiful face. Charles smirks playfully, knowing very well how hot he looks, and what the sight of him, wearing this outfit does to you. “So, what do you think?” He growls, lifting his arms into a quick shrug. “Oh, I think you know that already.” You hiss, squinting at him, causing him to giggle underneath his breath. “I do.” He grins, placing both of his hands at his own chest, stroking himself firmly. For a while, you watch his hands moving across his chest, down to his tummy, and even further down to his crotch, feeling his bulge gently.

“Charles.” You say softly, taking another step closer towards him, placing your hands now at his chest. “Yes?” He says, raising his eyebrows and simultaneously, he places both of his hands at your waist, pulling you even closer towards him. “Do you have something for me, somewhere?” You say softly, running a finger to the zipper of his chest piece. “Huh?” He tilts his head slightly, playing the innocent one. Charles of course knows what’s happening down there. He knows how good he looks, and he enjoys this, but, knowing how much you like this, turns him on even more.

“Charles.” You pout, leaning into him, making sure your lips just brush over his, and immediately, the faint scent of his cologne enters your nostrils, causing you to close your eyes for just mere seconds. You open your eyes again, and your gaze meets his, with him smirking deviously. “Don’t make it harder than it has to be.” Hissing, unzip his suit slowly, teasingly, without breaking eye contact with him. At the same time, he starts grinding on you, his crotch against yours, but just enough to keep the teasing going. 

Feeling his bulging dick against your thighs, you bite your lower lip, holding back a soft moan. “You like it hard.” He grunts and his face stiffens, with his expression hardening as well. “Don’t you.” Charles raises his eyebrows again, and without giving you any chance to react, he presses his lips onto yours, kissing you passionately. You embrace him in an instant, and let him take the lead. He is aching for control, and you know there is no point in even trying to take over. It’s his suite, his comfort zone, and you are so happy to be here today, that you allow it. 

Charles separates himself from you to take a deep breath, and you seize the moment, unzipping his racing suit. Quickly, your hand slips inside it, stroking his chest, his hard nipples, and his tenses muscles through his fireproofs. “So good.” He leans his head back, groaning deeply. Pleased with yourself, you lean into him again, placing kisses all over his neck, letting his scruffy beard tickle you again and again. While you please him with a dozen passionate kisses, you feel his hands stroking your waist, your ass, and down to your thighs, but he holds back, before running one of his hands between your legs.

Slowly but steadily, Charles regains his composure and lowers his head, once again, his burning gaze meeting yours in an instant. “I love you.” He growls, and his body shivers when you run your hand down to his crotch, feeling his erect dick through his pants. “I love you too, Charles.” You say, kissing him once more. He runs his hands along your back, your spine, to your neck, securely holding you in place. “We need to stop now, I’m afraid.” Charles groans softly and separates himself from you again. “Yeah, for now.” You say, grabbing his dick one last time, making him flinch and giggle.

“Tonight?” He says, running a hand through your hair and to your cheek, stroking you with his thumb. The feeling of his soft skin on yours sends shivers down your spine. “Can’t wait.” You breathe deeply, and slip out of his pants, stroking his tummy a few more times while he stares into your eyes. “I’m happy you’re here.” Charles smiles, and you nearly get lost in his bright, shining eyes. “I’m so happy to have you.” You say and close his racing suit carefully. “Me too.” He says, placing a kiss on your forehead. 

Then, together, you make your way to testing.

346 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 6. Februar 2022

#2

Pluisje - Max Verstappen

Y/N x Max Verstappen Theme: Fluff spending a cuddly day with Max, getting him a new nickname x word count: 670

Even though the sun is shining outside of your apartment window in Monaco, you and your boyfriend Max decided to spend the day at home, being lazy. You’re lying on the sofa, with Max’s head casually resting on your lap. His eyes are closed, his hair messy and he’s wearing an oversized white t-shirt and a pair of Calvin Klein boxers. He didn't bother to get dressed at all, since you were not planning to leave your flat anyways.

You did the same, but, you decided to plunder his side of the cupboard, putting on one of his orange Redbull hoodies, a pair of his grey joggers, and socks. Smiling shyly, you run a hand through his soft, fluffy hair, again and again, while he purrs softly. Max lifts his arm, gently stroking yours with his fingertips, just enough to send shivers down your spine. Casually, he begins to stroke his chest, once, then twice, still purring contently.

“Feeling good?” You giggle, slightly tilting your head, watching him curiously. He opens his eyes sleepily, barely able to look at you with the bright sunlight blinding him through the window behind you. “Yeah.” He yawns widely, stretching his right leg. His yawn turns into a long, guttural groan before his whole body softens again and he rubs the back of his head against your lap. “That’s right.” You run your fingers through his hair one last time, before you caress his cheek softly, down to his jawline and through his very, scruffy beard. 

A content smile spreads across his lips, and with that, he closes his eyes again, letting out a breathless sigh. “I like your beard like this.” You smile, tracing his jawline with your finger, feeling his little, tingling hair with your fingertips. “You do?” He growls, opening his eyes, this time, they shine even brighter than usual. Nodding, you enjoy the feeling on your skin, when a coy smirk forms in the corner of his mouth. “You’re my pluisje.” You say, trying your best not to giggle again. “Pluisje?” He smiles, his eyes now stuck at yours. “I like that.” Max grins, and you playfully poke his nose. 

“Stop:” He protests, trying to avoid your finger, but you’re way too persistent. You poke him a couple of times, but to not tease him any longer, you bend down and kiss him right on his lips. Instantly, he embraces your lips on his, and he kisses you back, once, twice, before you place one last kiss onto his nose and separate yourself from him again. Growling, he turns his head towards your tummy, and you chuckle. “A bit sleepy, aren’t we?” You smirk, and he just nods slowly. “You’re way too comfy.” He says, with his rough voice a little softer than normal. 

“I know.” You whisper, running a hand through his hair again, watching him for a little while, before you feel like joining him. “Make some space.” Poking him again, this time, his shoulder, he instantly moves slightly, so you can lie down right in front of him. Now, face to face, you watch him open his eyes exhaustedly. “Hey.” He growls, smiling weakly. “Hey.” You return the favor, and lift your arm, inviting him to come even closer. “Thank you.” He licks his lips before resting his head against your chest. “Always.” You smile softly, wrapping an arm around his body, gently stroking his back through his shirt. 

Carefully, silently even, one of his hands slip underneath your hoody, and his cold hand starts to stroke you, just around your navel. “Max, your hand is cold.” You giggle with shivers running through your whole body. “That’s fun.” He smirks, lifting his head so his gaze meets yours. “My pluisje.” You say and kiss him again, his hair tickling you slightly. “My princess.” He growls once you separate from him, and he kisses you again, and again, with you enjoying every one of them. 

You spend some more time cuddling before it’s to get something to eat.

351 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 19. Februar 2022

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whispers - Carlos Sainz Jr

Y/N x Carlos Sainz Jr Theme: a little bit of everything, not too explicit Carlos comforts you when you’re being anxious about making your relationship public x word count: 1430+

It’s nearly midnight on this grey winter night when you find yourself lying in the bed of your boyfriends’ apartment. You’ve met Carlos about two months ago, and after just three dates, you were certain that he is the one you want to spend your time with. Everything about your relationship feels right. He treats you like his queen, makes sure to fulfill all of your wishes, and knows how to use his charm to make you smile, even when you don’t feel like it.

You’re lying in bed, covered with a thick, fluffy blanket, and watch Carlos getting ready to join you. He takes his shirt off, casually dropping it to the floor right next to the bed, runs his fingers along his jawline, through his scruffy beard, and up through his already messed up hair. Smiling, but tired, you struggle to keep your eyes open when he turns around, looking at you with a soft, gentle smile. Carlos starts to look down at his own chest, and runs a hand through his chest hair, tenderly stroking himself a couple of times. 

He’d do that from time to time, especially when he is nervous. It helps him to calm down, and you appreciate getting a glance at his well-formed body, his beautiful abs, his hairy chest, and of course, his massive arms. “Carlos.” You smile, rubbing your eyes. “Oh.” He giggles, as you lift the blanket, inviting him to join you underneath the fluffy cloud. “I’m coming.” Carlos gets on top of the bed and crawls closer towards you, but before he joins you, he leans into you, kissing you lovingly.

Once, twice, his soft lips meet yours, and his beard starts tickling you slightly. “I’m ticklish.” You protest, moving your head to avoid his little, scruffy hair but he keeps on kissing you a couple of more times. “I know. I love that.” He growls deeply and separates from you just enough so you can stare into each other’s eyes. Then, you notice his distinctive, familiar scent, a mixture of spicy and sweet, and it’s surrounding him fully. One reason you feel so comfortable when you’re near him.

“I love those too.” You smile shyly, and place a hand at his cheek, gently stroking him with your thumb. Carlos smiles as well, his face softening quickly while his toned body stays tensed, his muscles bulging underneath his skin. Carefully, he slides inside your cocoon and wraps the blanket around the two of you. Instantly, you embrace his body against yours, hugging him tightly. He does the same, sheltering you with his big arms. You enjoy the heat of his body, the smell of his scent as he places a few, very delicate kisses on your forehead.

For a second, you feel at ease, but then you remember that you’re about to join him at a charity event next Sunday, which makes you a little anxious. Carlos notices your composure shifting just slightly, and he separates himself a little bit, to be able to look at your face. “Are you okay?” He whispers, his eyes shining dimly. “Yeah.” You mouth breathlessly, but keeping eye contact is way too hard, so you look down at his chest instead. For a while, you feel the heat rising inside every fiber of your body, and you know that your face is completely red. 

“You wanna talk about it? It’s okay, I promise.” He growls again, running a finger along your arm, trying his best to help you relax. “It’s just, I’m a little anxious.” You say shyly, and look up at him again, and his face softens even more. “About what?” He says comfortingly, as you place a hand at his firm chest, and start drawing circles across his skin, his chest, and down to his abs. “About next week.” You say, forcing a weak smile, which he notices immediately. “Oh,” Carlos says, and thinks for a few seconds before he shrugs. 

“If you don’t feel like it, we don’t have to go.” He smiles, still stroking your arm tenderly. “No, it’s not like that, it’s just-.” You breathe deeply, a wave of shiver running down your spine. “It’s our first official event. As a couple.” Biting your lower lip, you shrug quickly. “It’s stupid, I- I know.” Expecting him to laugh at you, you tilt your head slightly and your eyes wander down his body, watching your fingers running across his skin.

But then, he places a hand on yours, embracing your hand in his, squeezing it gently. “Y/N. That’s not stupid, at all.” Carlos frowns, and a little shocked, you look into his eyes again, to see him smiling comfortingly. “It will be great. You’ll do great, and we will have so much fun.” He giggles, making you smile as well. “But what if they don’t like me?” You say, blushing heavily again. “Why?” He says, confused. “You’re amazing, beautiful, talented, kind,” Carlos says, his eyes wandering down your body, appreciating all of you. “So, so gorgeous.” He growls once again, his deep voice a little rougher and huskier than usual.

“Carlito.” You say, hitting him playfully, causing him to giggle under his breath. “But seriously, there is no need to be nervous about anything.” He says, a little more serious than before, and he kisses your forehead again. “I just. I don’t know. I hope your fans will like me as well.” As soon as you say that, you see a shimmer igniting in his beautiful eyes, and a huge playful smirk spread over his face. “Oh, don’t worry. They will love you.” He says confidently, the smirk growing wider and wider.

“You think?” You say, raising an eyebrow curiously. “What about, we do a little sneak peek?” He says, looking at you with a well-known expression. Carlos would always look at you like that when he has an idea, that is a little weird at first, but always ends up making your day. “What do you have in mind?” You say, looking at him suspiciously. Carlos chuckles, moving underneath the blanket, freeing himself from the cocoon to snatch his phone from the nightstand. “We take a little picture for Instagram, and we will see what people think.” He groans, stretching his arm to grab the phone before he turns back to you. 

Thinking deeply, you look at the phone, his face and his chest again and again. “Okay.” You say, smiling shyly. Happy with himself, he gets back into the cocoon and pulls you into a tight hug. “Let’s try this.” He grunts as you steady yourself against his strong chest. A little nervous, you bury your face against his shoulder, just in time for him to take the picture. Carlos giggles, and kisses you again. He wraps one hand around your arm, pulling you even closer towards him. “Here.” He says and shows you the photo he just took. 

It’s a very cute couple picture, with him smiling excitedly, even though you can see the exhaustion in his tired eyes. You, on the other hand, are barely seeable through your hair, and his arm around your back. But, a shy little smile is visible, with your nose against his chest. “That’s cute.” He says, rubbing his nose against your forehead. “It is.” You say, stroking his chest again. “Shall we post it?” He says, tilting his head for you to look into his eyes again. “Yeah.” You breathe deeply and watch him post it to his Instagram. “Done.” he smiles, and instantly the post is flooded with all of his fans being happy, excited, and everyone is asking for your name, calling you beautiful, gorgeous, and pretty.

Blushing again, you cannot fathom the reaction, but it makes you extremely happy. “See, babé. They love you already.” Carlos giggles, and puts his phone away. “I guess.” You say, still lost in your thoughts. “But I love you more.” He says suddenly and starts placing kisses all over your face. “Carlito, I’m ticklish.” You try to defend yourself, but he’s way too quick and strong. To get the upper hand, you pinch his hard nipple, causing him to flinch and whimper. “Y/N: That’s not fair.” He says as you get the advantage and roll on top of him, pinning him to the bed.

Both of you are still catching your breath when you stare into each other’s eyes one last time. “Thank you, Carlos.” You say lovingly, running a hand along his cheek, and through his hair. “Always.” He says, and you kiss him before you cuddle for a while until you both fall asleep.

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#5

Rule: tag 9 people you want to know better

Thanks for the tag @sarcasm-vending-machine 😘

(I started a new post because that one was getting a bit long)

Favourite piece of clothing you own? Right now it's my blue wool 'hippy' trousers, they are SO comfortable. I've only had them for about a month but I've worn them almost every day.

Your comfort food? Probably pizza. I go on and off different types of food all the time but pizza is a pretty consistent like

Favourite time of the year? Late spring and summer. I get cold very easily, my hands and feet are like ice most days so I need warm weather to be comfortable

Favourite song? This is a mean question how am I supposed to answer this??? (I'll give you jólanótt by SKÁLD and shit boat (no fans) by alestorm, two very different songs which I've been listening to a lot lately)

Do you collect something? Not really, I'm just a clutter bitch

Favourite drink? Coca cola. Yes yes I know it's full of sugar and terribly bad for you but I love it

Favourite fanfiction? Again how am I supposed to answer this??? I dont think I could even give you a top ten theres just too many that I've loved over the years

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Sometimes I just think about how ichigo and grimmjow both have/had five friends/companions who they fought/travelled together with but ichigo's friends vowed to grow stronger so they could fight along side him as equals where as grimmjow's fraccion gave up the possibility of growing stronger in order to support his growth

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So, about max and her monologue about billy, it's not that I dont believe max could feel such a way or that it doesnt make sense (honestly I would be a liar if I said I haven't also wished my shitty brother dead before) but it also feels a little off to me considering how their relationship was presented in s3.

At first I thought maybe i had misinterpreted it, maybe max and billy really did hate each other right up until the moment of his death. But then i remembered this interview with sadie sink from 2019 where she spoke about max and billy going into s3

I didnt expect them to be best friends or even particulary close with each other (and I had a strong feeling billy was gonna die anyway) but I remember feeling hopeful when I read this interview, hopeful that we'd at least get to see a different side to their relationship, and I was massively disappointed when s3 barely focused on them at all.

But, the small glimpses that we did see proved that they were in a different place than they had been in s2

When max talked to el about billy she spoke in a lighthearted manner, she wasnt resentful, she made jokes, she talked about him like he was just her annoying gross older brother who liked to walk around without a shirt on and bring girls home to make 'happy screams'

And then, of course, theres the sauna test. She was visibly distressed upon seeing Billy in that state. She was in pain. She started crying. She said, "it's okay... i believe you... we're going to figure this out together okay" like she actually wanted to help him, save him...

And thats why it feels weird to me. Not because feelings are complicated and that a few peaceful months between them dont erase everything he put her through, but because she apparently went from we'll figure this out together to I dont know if he deserved to be saved in the space of three days.

And when I say it feels weird, I think what I mean is ffs a little consistency would be nice

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[mlmxreader]

Hiya!!! Hope you're doing well! JASPER WITH HIS LITTLE COLLAR AND TAG!!! BAT DOG 🦇🐕 😭😭😭😭! Adorable. Adorable!! Tattoo do be poppin' and them cowboy boots ..... okay, okay, I see you. They also look stellar by the way.

Haven't had a chance to look at our boy Delaney but that snippet 👀👀👀 oof.... things indeed escalated quickly.... how very interesting 😏😏😏. BUT YOU WITH THESE CHARACTERS AND THEIR SLUTTLY LITTLE BUTTON POPS AND SHIRTS JUST HAPPENING TO COME OFF?!?!? SIR... sir.... please ... PLEASEEEE have mercy on thine souls 🫠🫠🫠

Alright, now that I've gotten that out, let's get into it.

Just The Sunshine | Bob Saginowski x gn!reader

Ohhohoho.... honey, it ain't the sun that's got 'em all hot an' bothered like that. Don't know how much help that umbrella is gonna be there, Bobby boy 😂. Awe, but they cute, they cute as hell: looking at him like it's their first date.... fuckin' gush.

The Flirting Game | Eames x gn!reader

“Darling-”

“Just fucking leave it, alright?!” You snapped, pushing him away from you before storming off to the bedroom. 

🥺🥺🥺

Cobbs, FUCK OFF!! But they confessed! They both confessed and now the two of THEM can go on a date. Let's go!!

Our Little Game | Bane x gn!reader

“I’m watching something,” you told him with a shake of your head. “I’ve been dying to watch it for over a year, so please, fuck off, my love.”

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Very lovingly, and don't forget that you are the light of my life, but kindly get the fuck out.

“Oh no, I’ve been caught,” you laughed, sarcasm would only make things worse. “What ever shall I do? Surrender to the big, bad man who broke the Bat’s back?”

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 This little shit!!! OMG this was literally everything I hoped for and more. Absolutely living for the sassy reader and Bane pairing, let me tell you!

My Robin Redbreast | Bane x gn!reader

MANS JUST WANTED TO GET THEM THEIR FAVORITE DRINK AND FOR IT TO BE A SURPRISE!!!!

"And yet, all Heaven is still in a rage. And will be, until Gotham and its people are free of corruption and greed. There are thousands of robin redbreasts just like you, my beloved.”

🥹🥹🥹🥹 I'm not crying, YOU are.... that's bloody beautiful. Both of them working tirelessly so that those who have been pushed to the margins, stepped over, forgotten, may once again have a voice and the remember their own power. And that little requirement of their's.... HIS Robin.... I'm gone 😢😢. They’re like, Imma put that ring on him.

Lucky Sergeant | Alfie Solomons x m!reader

You sighed, breath shaky as you thought about it. “If we’re both gonna die… fuck it. We die together.”

Alfie grinned as he nodded. “That’s my boy. There’s the scrappy cunt I knew back home.”

“Just do not let me die here,” you told him. “Let me die in your arms. And only your arms.”

🥹🥹🥹🥹 Oh fuckin' hell. Either would do anything to ensure the other got out of this and I'm not crying you bloody are... holy fuck 😭😭😭.

The worst part was that you knew he would have done the same, too. 

Oh, the weight of this and especially that they're together now, you know these two bastards are gonna make sure the other makes it out, even if it means sacrificing themself to do it.

Missus Solomons mention!!! My beloved ♥️! And their little reunion 😍😍😍 we got caught last time. Babes.... mans is the cunt in charge now so you lot kiss away!!!!

Broken Soldiers | Alfie Solomons x m!reader

“I ain’t gettin’ any fuckin’ rest unless you come with me,” he told you plainly. “Fuck sleep. If you’re stayin’ up, so am I.”

“Not tonight, Sir,” you chuckled. “Too tired for it.”

Okay. I love these two (I know I literally say that about every pairing but holy shit, I love these two). The level of care and understanding between them. He doesn't need to ask where Alfie was, doesn't need the man the utter the words, intuitively, he knows. Just from his mannerisms, the way he carries himself, and he doesn't need to ask Alfie why he's injured because he already knows that. That type of understanding and familiarity coming from a life time of being at each other's side, of always being there for the other, regardless of who was in the lead or not.... I just... I really love them.

Poor man and Alfie trying to everything in his power to help him, his plea, "you can talk to me about it, you know." And reader knowing that he can, Alfie also understanding that if he needs to, he'll talk to him but until then, he'll continue to be his biggest support and provide him with whatever he needs 🖤🖤. They'll always protect the other, there's no question about it.... fuck... that's beautiful.

Thank you, thank you for writing these! I loved them as always and shit did I really need them. Thank you again and til next time, my friend! Stay safe, as well as you can be and we'll speak soon!!!

Much love 🖤🖤🖤

🐍anon

Good evening!!! I’ve been okay, except this heatwave is killing me lmfao I’m fucking dying, it’s too hot, I can’t lie 😭Jasper’s little Batman getup…. he does REALLY suit it tbf - it’s like, his Thing now. he’s a Batman dog!! that’s his thing!!! and thank you!! so far, the healing process hasn’t been too bad - it’s been a lot easier bc my artist said I can air it out and that (as long as I keep it clean, 3-4 washes a day), then I can keep the clingfilm off bc w the heatwave, obviously i’m gonna sweat, so the risk of infection would’ve been that bit higher. so at least i don’t have to do the cling film djkffhgjkhg so so far it’s been alright! thankfully lmao touch wood! the cowboy boots are MEANT to be for work only for when I’m doing stuff on the garden/private land, bc they’re built for that purpose, buuuuuuuut they’re too comfy 😭so I wear em constantly dfkhkgfh it’s just a shame they don’t match my hat bc it’s black but thank you!!

oooh you’re in for a treat next time you check ao3 👀so far, Once We Were Close has 5 chapters (chapter 6 is otw!) 👀👀 and stands at 6073 words atm 👀 it’s a slow burner 👀👀👀 I GOTTA ADD THE SLUTTY BUTTON POPS AND THE SLIGHT BIT OF STRIPPING, IT MAKES FOR GREAT ENTERTAINMENT DJKFHGHFKJGFGHJFHK like MCD, it’s a niche of mine 

ALRIGHT, LET’S GO!!!

Just The Sunshine

Bob assuming it’s the heat……. suuuure it is, buddy. sure. of course. it’s definitely not bc you’re shirtless and all sweaty. nope. what an idiot (affectionate), he’s so oblivious to the fact that his s/o’s gettin all worked up over him, just thinking it’s the heat and nothing else - bless. that umbrella definitely ain’t gonna help, BUT MAYBE IF BOB WASN’T A SLUT AND PUT A SHIRT ON- they love him so much, like, every day they fall in love w him a little more and all over again at the same time; just completely head over heels for each other in every sense. Bob wouldn’t even mind if his s/o was honest, like, he’d be flattered ofc and he’d get all blushy and giggly about it, but he’d enjoy it bc he knows he would do EXACTLY THE SAME and has done before.

The Flirting Game

Eames is going through literal turmoil over it, but he still can’t help but to be RIGHT THERE at the reader’s side, even if they might not want him to be there to begin with; he loves them!!! he really does, bc he KNOWS them!! and the reader loves Eames for the exact same reason: to be known, is to be loved.

Our Little Game

they’re so fucking cheeky and the worst part is they KNOW they can get away w it bc Bane lets them every single fucking time. big guy has a massive soft spot for one (1) person and it’s fucking obvious. they’re fucking terrible to him fdkjhgkhfkgh an absolute nightmare, they’re gonna put him in an early grave (not that he’ll complain) if they don’t go careful  but I’m glad it’s what you had hoped for!!!! reader’s snark will DEFINITELY get them in trouble w everyone else (except Harley and Constantine bc they’ll bounce off of each other and have a back and forth thing) and Bane would ABSOLUTELY have to step in bc reader’s big mouth needs to be muzzled 💀

My Robin Redbreast

HE GENUINELY DID, ALL HE WANTED WAS TO SURPRISE THEM!!! HE’S BEING ROMANTIC!!!  communism. that is all fhkhkfhfk communism mixed w William Blake. perfect combo when put w Bane fkghjgh reader is definitely, like, MORE of the Robin Hood type than Bane is; they’re definitely the one who would rob the rich to give to the poor and never even HESITATE to put someone in need above themselves. they’re definitely the type to be more similar to the old fairytale, and Bane knows that, but he doesn’t want to use that AGAINST them, he wants to work it into what he’s already got planned bc he loves them! he wants to make sure that they’re getting what they want, too, even if they have selfless wants! HIS robin redbreast, who HE rescued from the cage…. ofc they’re do what Beyonce said to do!! 

Lucky Sergeant

the deplorable conditions of the trench, they’re enough to break anyone - but the ONLY reason why neither Alfie or Sgt. have broken is bc of the other. wanting to be together, to die together, to either see the end of the war or to see the end of their lives TOGETHER, is the only thing that has stopped them from breaking - bc they’re in a shit position! they’ve seen the horrors - shell shocked children in army uniforms, starvation, disease, having to rob the dead. they’ve seen what happens in the trenches, but they STILL keep fighting to be together bc they NEED to be together - they NEED to see the end of either themselves or the war, together. they’re both in a really shit position tbh, like, they both know that they’re dead men walking bc that’s just the nature of the first world war and the soldiers on the frontlines - they are dead men walking. so their choices are either die together, or live together knowing what the fuck they have been through. and living, unfortunately, isn’t up to them - just popping their head over the trench slightly could get them shot with a sniper’s bullet through the skull. just walking through the trenches could get them both torn to pieces by a grenade, or a shell. their choices are shit, and their position is shit.  MISSUS SOLOMONS <3 <3 everyone’s beloved!! she’s worried sick about her boys, worried if they’ll actually make it home or not, and with all the horror stories she’s hearing, she’s slowly getting less and less hopeful, especially bc Alfie stopped writing (too busy trying to keep everyone alive).  Alfie’s in charge! who the fuck is, realistically, gonna challenge him lmfao 

Broken Soldiers

there’s a lot of stuff that’s unsaid - Alfie and the reader have been through a fucking LOT together, and even Alfie didn’t make it out 100% the same as he did going in. but the reader knows him probably better than anyone else, he knows what Alfie’s thinking, what he’s feeling, just be quickly looking at him. he knows when he’s upset, happy, anxious. it’s in the eyes, the eyes never lie. but he’s more than willing to step up and to look after Alfie, bc Alfie does it for him in return. it’s symbiotic, almost - he helps Alfie, Alfie helps him, and they can’t be without the other bc no one gets the other the way they do. they’ve been through a LOT together, they know each other as well as themselves, and really, no one could ever have that level of emotional and mental intimacy that they do - they’ve been to war together both literally and figuratively.  more than anyone, Alfie understands what it’s like to have blood on his hands; he knows what it’s like to kill and to live with the guilt of not being able to save people. he knows what it’s like to feel ashamed, shunned, guilty and embarrassed for living through the wars when others couldn’t. he knows. but he also wouldn’t force the reader to speak if he didn’t want to - he knows shellshock is a complicated thing, and he’s trying his best to find his footing in terms of helping his bf get through it. he’s trying, genuinely. Alfie loves that guy, and there’s no doubt about it, but they’re so protective of each other that… maybe it’ll turn out to be a bit of an issue sooner or later. 

ANYWAYS!!!

you’re so very welcome!!! I’m done w requests now, so if you do have any more, feel absolutely free to send them - I’ll be around at some point or another to get them done lmao I’m so glad you enjoyed them <3 genuinely <3 and I’m glad they were there when you needed them and hope that they helped!! you’re very welcome, again!! we’ll speak soon, but for now, take care and keep yourself safe and healthy!! 

[sugawaraxo]

naughty, not nice

warnings: mmf threesome, quirk usage, smut n fluff :)

characters: katsuki bakugo and denki kaminari x f! reader

synopsis: the aftermath of bakugo asking denki to join him and his girlfriend in a threesome

a/n: smut on christmas? i’m a menace, i know lol. also sorry if there are errors, i hate revising my own smut bahaha.

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…would you be down to have a threesome with me and y/n?

if not that’s cool, i’m just curious.

denki’s eyes faltered between every letter of every word in each sentence over and over and over. he hadn’t even noticed but his hands were trembling as they loosely gripped his phone, hovering over the keyboard. why am i so nervous, all i have to do is say yes he questioned. though he knew exactly why it felt like every nerve in his body was vibrating indefinitely, because he was about to admit things to katsuki that he had barely begun to unpack himself. it wasn’t like he was about to confess his love to the guy, but coming out to someone who just asked him to have a threesome in a more-than-likely “straight bro” way wasn’t much easier.

denki - look dude i’d love to, trust me i would, but i should probably let you know that i’m not down if we’re just gonna be tag-teaming your girl.

katsuki took not even a millisecond to read the message, almost as if he was waiting in the chat for a response the entire time that denki spent overthinking what to send. denki’s heart dropped then sped as the little grey typing bubble appeared in the corner of his screen.

bakugo - meaning?? i don’t think i get what you’re saying sparky.

denki rolled his eyes. he was hoping his vague explanation was just vague enough to get his point across without having to put it in black and white. he should have known it wouldn’t be that simple.

denki - meaning that if i do, i wanna like, do stuff with you too. not just us doing y/n.

the grey bubble sat in the left corner of denki’s screen for much longer than he would’ve preferred before katsuki finally sent a message.

bakugo - no shit, why do you think i asked you?

now it was denki’s turn to be confused.

denki - what do you mean?

bakugo - i asked you because i wanna do stuff with you too idiot. clearly there’s some kind of weird tension between us and i wanna figure it out, or like, fuck it out i guess.

‘i wanna do stuff with you too.’ denki nearly lost his mind as he read over the message.

denki - fair. and you’re sure y/n’s ok with it?

bakugo - she’s the one who suggested it. said some dumb shit about thinking me and you argue so much because we’re “sexually frustrated”

denki - so she’s willing to let you solve that frustration?

bakugo - as long as she’s involved, that was the deal.

denki - makes sense. well i’m down then, i’m not gonna bottom though.

bakugo - yeah fucking right you aren’t

denki - i’m not

bakugo - you are

denki - i’m not prepped

bakugo - ok? and neither am i nor will i be 

denki - fine. give me like thirty minutes, then i’ll be over

bakugo - good. see you then.

denki threw his phone across his bed and stared blankly at his wall. he couldn’t believe he was actually going through with this. he rolled off the bed and walked into the bathroom to mentally and physically prepare himself for the events about to unfold. despite denki’s newfound realization that his sexuality spans farther than heterosexual attraction, this would not be his first time prepping. long story short, denki is a curious and hormonal guy who has his needs.

once he was finished, he put his sweats back on and threw on a fresh shirt to at least appear as though he was trying to be presentable. he gave himself a once over in his bathroom mirror before taking a deep breath and walking to bakugo’s dorm. the walk felt longer than usual and denki could hear his heart thudding with each step on the way there. he felt like he was about to lose his virginity again, which in a sense he was, and the fact that bakugo would be the one taking it didn’t and would probably never fully sink in. denki stopped at the door and knocked almost too softly to be audible, however, seconds later he was greeted by you opening the door wearing an all too revealing yet very appealing santa-suit themed dress.

“hey kami, excuse the outfit. we just got back from a christmas party.” you explained.

“don’t apologize, it looks…” denki trailed off as he met katsuki’s gaze from across the room. he was dressed nicely save for the tacky santa hat crowning his head, yet somehow he made it work.

“looks what? sexy?” he egged kaminari with a faint smirk lifting the corners of his lips.

“cute. i was gonna say cute.” denki chokes, the reality of the situation had begun to settle in.

“hm, well thank you.” you smiled, “now stop standing awkwardly by the door and come in.” you grabbed denki’s hand and dragged him into the room, closing and locking the door behind you.

“didn’t come here just to get shy on us sparky, did you?” bakugo teased.

“shy? yeah clearly you don’t know me as well as you think you do.” denki scoffed.

“i’m sure he’d like to get to know you better though. a lot better.” you hinted suggestively as you walked over to your boyfriend who was seated on his bed. you sat in his lap before adding, “wouldn’t you katsuki?”

his eyes averted from you to kaminari. deep red irises met soft yellow ones.

“well maybe he should come over here so i can decide how much more i wanna know.” katsuki shrugged.

denki got the hint and walked over to the bed, sitting beside you two.

“lay back” you instructed him and he obeyed. as soon as his back hit the mattress, you were climbing over him so that you could straddle his waist.

“you’re very pretty kami, did you know that?” you said sincerely, eyes having traced over every detail of his blushing face.

“oh, thank you.” he said shakily.

“mhmm. can i kiss you?” you asked, intentionally letting your eyes linger on his lips. you don’t miss how his breath hitches slightly and his eyes focus on your lips too.

“yeah. please.” he said a little too breathlessly. he mentally cursed himself for it but didn’t have much time to process his embarrassment before your mouth was pressed against his. you were warm and sweet, and good. such a good kisser. so good that he had momentarily forgotten that you are his best friend’s girlfriend. his best friend who he couldn’t see at the moment due to current preoccupations, yet he was hyper aware of his presence. what was he doing? just watching? waiting? denki’s heart was racing for so many reasons and he didn’t know if he would make it through the night if a simple kiss was driving him this insane. and to make matters more stressful, you pulled away, a string of saliva dripped down your swollen lips and denki had to fight like hell to stop himself from groaning.

“your turn.” you turned to face katsuki, gesturing for him to kiss denki next. the boys’ eyes met in a moment that appeared to be hesitation, but bakugo leaned down and attached his lips to denki’s. it was timid, the nerves swarming both boys’ bodies evidently overtook the kiss. you noticed and decided you should find a way to ease the situation. still straddling denki’s waist, you rocked your hips back and forth against him. the noise you and bakugo were rewarded with was priceless, providing bakugo with all he needed to deepen the previously apprehensive kiss.

“pretty boy makes pretty noises too, go figure.” you hum, maintaining your slow rhythm. the compliment made kaminari arch up against you, meeting the roll of your hips. his hands instinctively grabbed your thighs, squeezing almost as a way to wordlessly tell you “keep going.”

denki’s whole body was on fire. he felt like at any moment, every bolt of electricity in his body would escape against his will. he was trying so hard to control himself but the haze clouding his mind by the uncharacteristically gentle entanglement of his lips with katsuki’s and the pool of heat caused by you rutting against his most sensitive area was completely overwhelming. a sharp jolt shot through his tongue, startling both him and bakugo.

“ah fuck sparky, what the hell?” bakugo grunted, but he didn’t sound fully angry.

“shit, sorry. are you ok?” denki asked, sitting up straight so he could get a better look at bakugo.

“i’m fine, but what was that? can you control it however you want?”

“um, i don’t know actually. i didn’t even know i could control electricity with my tongue until five seconds ago.” denki looked dumbfounded by his own abilities.

“try it again.” katsuki instructed, eyes darkened by something denki couldn’t pinpoint.

“why?” he questioned.

“katsuki likes pain. he was probably turned on by it.” you shrugged in amusement.

“oh really? that’s fitting.” denki smirked.

“shut up. can you do it again or not?” bakugo huffed.

“i can try.”

denki put all his mental strength into directing his electricity to his tongue. to his surprise, and katsuki’s excitement, he was able to do it with ease.

“that’s so fucking hot.” bakugo mumbled before grabbing kaminari’s chin and kissing him again. this kiss was more feverish than the last. more passionate. you watched intently before deciding you were bored of straddling denki and wanted to provide use elsewhere. you slid off of him, careful not to disrupt the makeout session happening above you. once your knees hit the cool wood flooring, you started loosening the strings of denki’s sweatpants. you heard a muffled sound of approval and a zap come from denki followed by a groan from bakugo.

“you’re so responsive to everything, this is gonna be fun.” you directed at kaminari before grazing your hand over his member. he was already semi-hard which you found cute considering you guys hadn’t done much but kiss him. you then leaned down to place your mouth on his length through his boxers. you heard a faint fuck and suddenly there was a hand fisted in your hair.

“you want her to suck it?” you heard bakugo’s coarse voice force out. you looked up and met denki’s weary gaze while bakugo was looking down at you in anticipation. all denki could do was nod, he lacked the confidence to verbally admit that he wanted so badly to be inside your mouth.

“i don’t think she heard you sparky. try again.” bakugo said.

“y-yeah. i want her to.” denki stuttered.

“want her to what?”

denki rolled his eyes, he wasn’t going to let bakugo hold dominance over him that easily.

“you and her both know. i don’t need to say it.”

“hm, but i don’t know kami. i think maybe you should just tell me.” you chimed in, running your hand over his hard-on once more, making sure to squeeze at the base. denki bit his lip to help hold back the embarrassing moan that threatened to leave his lips. he didn’t plan on submitting to bakugo, but for you, he would listen.

“i want you to suck me off.” he said, holding eye contact as he did so.

“there you go, good boy.” you smiled.

good boy. denki liked that. a lot.

you pulled his length out of his boxers eagerly, taking a moment to bask at the size of it.

“might be bigger than you babe.” you teased, giving it a slow stroke.

“tsk- not even.” bakugo grunted, though he silently wondered if it really was.

“let me see yours then.” denki breathed shortly, already losing his composure as you began licking and sucking on his tip.

“you’d love that wouldn’t you?” bakugo laughed.

“oh come on katsuki. it’s only fair, let him see.” you shrugged before taking a few more inches of denki into your mouth. denki mewled at that, eyes clenching tightly at the sudden pressure.

“fine. but just so i can use it to shut him up, you’re loud you know.” bakugo said as he peered down at denki.

“you clearly like it though.” you took a break from sucking denki to glance at the bakugo’s obvious arousal.

“yeah whatever.” bakugo muttered as he fidgeted with his belt buckle. denki took note of how bakugo didn’t deny your accusations and that made something flutter in his stomach. that along with you taking every inch of his length into your mouth with ease.

“ah fuck y/n, shit.” denki moaned and the grip he had on your hair tightened almost painfully.

“she’s good at that huh? let’s see how well you can do.” bakugo suggested before he angled his erection in front of denki’s mouth. denki’s eyes widened and he swore his mouth started to water.

“fuck” denki groaned before grabbing the base of bakugo’s length. he then pressed his lips to the tip and slid down until his mouth met his hand. his eyes were closed until he heard “look at me” in a faint whisper. to his demise, denki followed through with bakugo’s request and looked up at him through lust-heavy eyes.

“move your hand.” bakugo continued to direct and almost as if it were against his will, denki obeyed.

“take all of it.” bakugo finished. denki swallowed nervously around what he had already managed to fit in his mouth and bakugo felt it, causing him to smile in amusement.

“don’t be nervous. you can do it.”

denki was almost certain that was supposed to sound condescending yet it came out a bit too sincerely. the encouragement turned denki on more than he’d like to admit, but he showed it through his next course of action. he inhaled deeply through his nose before pushing the rest of bakugo’s length down his throat and in a matter of seconds his nose was touching bakugo’s lower abdomen.

“that’s so fucking hot denki, you take it so well.” you chirped up. you had completely abandoned your task of sucking kaminari off due to the distraction taking place mere inches away from you. you heard what sounded like the equivalent of a static shock preceding a deep moan tearing from bakugo.

“jesus fucking christ denki, fuck.” bakugo cursed, pulling himself out of the other’s mouth.

“did you cum?” you asked in awe.

“almost. insanely fucking close.” bakugo heaved.

denki flushed at the fact the he almost made bakugo cum without really having to try. he had found a new weakness for him, being shocked.

“would’ve never guessed my quirk could be used to get someone off” he laughed lightly.

“someone with a pain kink that is.” you added.

“you say that like you don’t have one.” bakugo rolled his eyes.

“oh do you? maybe i should try it on you too” denki shrugged.

“maybe you should.” you shrugged back.

“lay down then, on your back.”

you hesitated slightly, not used to following orders from anyone other than bakugo. but you were fully intrigued by denki and his quirk so you did as told. you got up from the floor to lay on the bed and denki eagerly positioned himself between your legs, spreading them apart so he had access to what he wanted most. he lifted the fluffy red and white fabric of your dress up your thighs a bit more. then he hooked his fingers under the waistband of your underwear and slid them down your body, discarding them on the floor. denki glanced at bakugo, eyes clearly asking for permission. bakugo nodded and denki dipped his head between your thighs. he had no issue finding your clit almost immediately. he worked his tongue around it in languid circles, letting out small sparks of electricity as he did so.

“nngh, don’t stop. please don’t stop.” you moaned. the tables were then turned as you buried your hands into his hair, using your hold as a way to ground yourself. denki continued licking your swollen clit as he placed two fingers at your entrance. he teased you, pushing them in slightly then stopping. pushing. stopping. pushing. until his fingers were deep inside you. the pleasure of him grazing your gspot whilst simultaneously sucking your clit was conflicting and quite frankly, overwhelming. his consistency faltered though and a moan of bakugo’s name caught your attention. you looked to find your boyfriend fingering denki as well, lube-slicked fingers curved and out of the boy slowly.

“god that’s so hot.” you said through a broken moan.

“you’re telling me.” bakugo replied quietly, almost as if he didn’t intend to say it aloud.

“can’t wait to watch you fuck him.” you said.

“can’t wait to fuck him.” bakugo muttered, again as if it were unintentional.

“then fuck me.” denki said as he turned to face bakugo.

“you’re ready for it?” bakugo asked with more concern than he planned.

“mhmm.” denki nodded.

“are you sure?” bakugo hesitated.

“yes i’m sure. i want it katsuki, i want you.” denki admitted and he would have been embarrassed by how needy he sounded if it weren’t for the small yet endearing smile that took over bakugo’s face.

“good, because i want you too.” bakugo countered as he pressed himself into denki’s rim. denki’s throat burned at the moan he let out. he had to use his forearm to muffle his noises otherwise the whole floor would know what was going on behind their closed door.

“keep eating her out.” bakugo ordered to the disheveled boy beneath him. denki found the strength to regain focus on your pleasure. he wrapped his lips around your clit once more, this time jolts of electricity shot from his tongue uncontrollably. the feeling was indescribably arousing and you knew that both he and you would be unraveling messes within the next few minutes. bakugo was fucking into him deeply, slow yet precise strokes filling denki perfectly. it hurt slightly, but bakugo was so gentle and determined to hit the spots that made denki’s legs tremble that the pain was merely an afterthought. even though denki couldn’t properly think because of his overwhelming arousal, he did know that he wanted to make you cum before he did. he pushed his fingers into your dripping hole again, thrusting and curling them almost perfectly across your gspot. the combination of his fingers and his tongue was a nightmare in the best way possible.

“i’m gonna cum, fuck you’re so good at that. i’m gonna…” your back arched off of the mattress, hands tangling into the comforter as you came over denki’s fingers. though he didn’t stop immediately, he continued curving his fingers into you, making you writhe beneath him. he only stopped when bakugo thrusted into him a bit more harshly than he had been before, tearing a weak and broken moan from the fucked out boy

“i-i’m close. i’m so c-close.” denki stuttered.

“yeah? let me help.” you said in an almost whisper, still not completely recovered from your own orgasm.

you scooted down a little lower so that you were essentially eye level with denki. you grabbed his leaking erection and guided it toward your hole. you teased it a bit, admiring the way denki’s eyes clenched tightly and his breath got heavier. you pushed his tip into you and he took care of the rest. his hips lazily pushed the rest of his length into your wet heat and the boy nearly passed out. as if you and bakugo had telepathically communicated when you were going to make denki absolutely lose his mind, you clenched around him tightly and bakugo hit his spot perfectly.

“fuck fuck fuck, shit. i-” denki’s sentence was cut short by him pulling out of you and cumming on your dress. he collapsed beside you, not an ounce of strength available to sturdy him.

“mm, gonna cum.” is all that bakugo could manage to get out as he uses his hand to finish himself off. his cum dripped down his fingers and onto the bedsheets in a mesmerizing pool of white. denki had a strange urge to lick it all up yet lacked the energy to do so.

“i don’t think i’ve ever cum that hard in my life, and that’s saying something.” denki broke the temporarily still silence.

“agreed. how do you have a vibrator literally built into your tongue? shit was insane.” you exclaimed.

“sparky’s just perfect clearly.” bakugo input as he sat against the headboard of the bed.

“i’m not perfect.” denki laughed lightly.

“yeah you are.” bakugo said softly.

“then you are too. you and y/n.”

“perfect enough for us to do this again sometime?” you questioned.

“i was hoping so.” denki smiled.

“good.” you replied before placing an innocent peck on denki’s lips. he then looked to bakugo who was already looking at him fondly. something about the content smile on his face made denki feel safe. he could get used to yours and bakugo’s company.

[milkyybuns]

Just Chatting

Characters: Uzui Tengen x streamer!reader

Contains: NSFW (MDNI), modern au, fem!reader, streamer!reader, reader is a bad girlfriend , angst, dubcon, sad + angry tengen, jealous + possessive tengen, overstimulation, slight exhibitionism, dirty talking, sex instead of talking through issues like adults 😕

Synopsis: Since becoming a full time streamer you've barely had time for your boyfriend. He decides that enough is enough.

Word Count: 1.2k

Tagging: @novaresque @awaruna2 @lighturqoi @bigtiddyvampirelover @mindlesschicca

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a/n: Started this 3 months ago but only just had the motivation to finish it. I never thought I’d be writing angst but here I am. Reader is a bit of a shit person, This literally hurt my own heart writing it but I couldn’t get the idea out of my head. Enjoy?

Tengen's thoughts are in italics

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“Baby come and watch this movie with meee!” Tengen whined.

“Mm soon just one last round, promise.” You replied distractedly, eyes glued to the screen and fingers tapping at your mouse and keyboard.

Tengen hated it.

He wanted to be a supportive boyfriend, he really did, but the insecurity in him flared up every time you seemed to be having so much fun online with these strangers instead of him.

It only got worse when you became a full-time streamer. Every day you'd play or chat with your viewers for hours on end, often leaving your boyfriend eating dinner alone in the dining room of your shared apartment.

Tengen took a deep breath as he waited for the microwave to finish heating up the leftover curry.

It’s ok, I'll finally get to spend some quality time with her next week. I've booked the most romantic anniversary dinner after all!

—

Tengen buttoned up his freshly ironed shirt and put on his fitted dress pants. He turned around in the mirror and grinned.

Damn I look good~

He was brimming with excitement, practically skipping down the hall to your room.

"Ready to go sweetheart?" His head poked through your doorframe, but the giddiness in his expression quickly soured at the sight of you hunched over your work desk.

“Oh Ten you know my 10k celebration stream is tonight right? I told you ages ago.” You didn't even look up from your screen as you continued to set up the mic.

“B-but... What about dinner?”

He sounded like a hurt puppy.

“Sorry baby we’re gonna have to reschedule.”

"It's our 1 year anniversary!"

“You know how it is, don’t want to disappoint my fans!”

Your fans? What about me?

His eyes drifted to your outfit, clenching his jaw when he saw the way your tits were practically spilling out of the strappy top. He could never understand why you had to wear things like that for your 'fans'.

“It’s normal for streamers, plus it's good for the donations.”

“Do they know you have a boyfriend?” He emphasised the last word as if to remind you.

"...It's better to let them think I'm single. It's just part of the job."

Tengen was seething. He leaned against the door frame of your studio room, watching you chat to your audience and thanking them for their donations.

“Hey lovelies! I’m so excited for my 10k anniversary stream today ♡ Thank you guys for always being there for me and I can’t wait to answer all your questions in the special Q&A!” You beamed at your screen, giving your audience your sweetest smile.

"Y/N."

His voice was cold, barely able to contain his anger when you continued to ignore him.

"Y/N."

“Hm? Oh don't worry guys that was just my brother!” You said sweetly. "Thank you to everyone who submitted questions, let's get started ♡ ”

Let’s see how your fans react to this.

You flinched when you felt large hands push your thighs apart, glancing down to see Tengen under your desk and between your legs. He sucked and bit at the soft skin, but you pushed his head away, silently gesturing to him you were live. He paid you no heed, instead ducking under your skirt to press his tongue against your panties. After thoroughly wetting the fabric he pushed them aside to dive right into your folds, two fingers pressing harsh circles against your clit, making you squirm.

"O-ok first question: Sirsnakealot asks: 'What's your type?' "

"Ah I'd say, someone who's dependable, has his own job. And it'd be a bonus if he's handsome ofc <3 hehe."

You forced a smile as you tried your hardest to keep your eyes from rolling to the back of your head. Your flushed expression was not missed by your attentive viewers.

mitsuluvss555: does she have a fever?

ynsimppp: y/n-chan go get some water <33

“I’m fine! I think I ahh~ just had too many energy drinks before the stream...!”

You had to pretend to take a sip of water off screen as you collapsed against the desk. You flipped up your skirt to meet the fiery gaze of your boyfriend, who was now suckling on your clit and playing with your quickly dampening folds.

"S-stop it Ten...! We can...hah..do this la...ah...later." You reprimanded in a hushed tone.

He looked up at you defiantly, responding by pushing two of his long fingers inside your now soaked cunt, curling them in that way that made you keen.

Your vision was getting blurry, but you bit your lip and hid it with a smile.

"N-next question! ItsMeDiooo with the $69 donation asks: "Y/n-chan are you single?"

You feel Tengen growl against your cunt, his fingers pumping faster inside you as his teeth sank into your clit.

"aha t-these questions are so personal today...I've told you guys before, I'm just too busy for a relationship at the moment. Thank you for the donation though, I appreciate your support!"

Tengen was being purposefully noisy, hoping your mic would catch the sloppy sounds he was making between your legs.

"Next question!"

How the fuck are you still ignoring me?

Suddenly you were roughly pulled off your chair. You fell onto the carpet as your boyfriend quickly hovered over you.

yandereyorchan: what happened???

mitsuluvs555: y/n chan are you okay? ><

bigdaddyguro: I didn't pay for this what the hell

“Ten what the fuck? I need to get back to my stream-"

His firm grip on your waist held you in place, as you struggled to get back up. His hot mouth trailed up your neck and left sloppy kisses on your exposed skin.

“I planned such a nice evening for us baby.” Tengen growled against your ear.

“I got all dressed up for you, and you would rather talk to these strangers?” His voice was icy yet calm, making you shiver.

He bit down harshly at your neck, leaving hickies in all the places you said he wasn't allowed to. Pleads of 'no not there ten!" and "baby, stop it!" were muffled by open-mouthed kisses against your lips.

“I’m your boyfriend aren’t I? Let me act like it then.”

He pressed the blunt tip of his cock against your slick folds, making your eyes widen.

“Ten stop it the stream is still on!” You whispered in a panicked tone.

“Are you scared they’ll hear you?” Tengen smirked. "I bet they'd love to listen in, would probably jerk off wishing they were inside this tight pussy."

He groaned when he pushed all the way in ‘till he bottomed out. Both of you panted harshly as he fucked you right there on the carpet. Your breathy moans sounded so pretty to him, the way you mewled and whined under him almost made Tengen forget he was angry at you. Almost.

Just when you were about to cum, his hips stopped altogether. You whimpered in protest as you met your boyfriend's dark gaze.

"W-why'd you stop?"

"Tell me baby, who's the one giving you this dick?"

"Y-you."

"Who does this little pussy belong to?"

"Y-you, Tengen...!"

"Damn right."

He resumed his intense pace with a groan. Soon your walls were spasming around him, tightening with one last whimper as he pumped you full of his milky seed. Tengen couldn't help the smirk on his face as he watched his cum slowly slip out of you.

"Get up baby, we have dinner to get to."

[jessybarnes]

Stay

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Rating: 18+ Only!!

Tags: Possible triggers! Please read all the tags before continuing! Angst!!!, Car accident, hospital, MAJOR CHARACTER INJURIES, Near-death experience, mention of surgery and hospital treatment, arguments, invasion of privacy, eventual smut, the reader is a virgin, fingering, metal arm kink, oral sex, unprotected sex, fluff, explicit language, out of character Bucky (yeah he's emotional), one instance of dark humor, and I think that’s it. Let me know if I missed anything.

Beta: T. Thompson

Word Count: 8k +

Fic Aesthetic: Yours Truly

No matter how tired you were, sleeping after you finished a mission was impossible.

Honestly, you'd tried everything. Herbal tea, a shower, taking medicine, nothing seemed to calm your body or mind enough to drift off. After an hour of tossing and turning, you gave up and threw back your covers. Sighing heavily, you grabbed your journal and slid on a pair of shorts before quietly slipping into the hall. 

It was nearly three in the morning, and you were fairly certain that everyone else in the tower was sound asleep. The echo of your feet padding softly against the carpet was the only sound as you made your way to the common area. It was your favorite place to write because it was quiet and not to mention, the couch was extremely comfy. 

You plopped down on the soft cushions and draped one of the throws across your legs to keep warm. Turning to a new page, you tapped the end of your pen against your lip. There were so many things going through your mind all at once, and out of all of those things, the only one you wanted to write about was him. 

James Buchanan Barnes, fondly known to the team as Bucky, occupied your mind so often that it was starting to become a problem. It had become apparent to you that your “little crush” was blossoming into something bigger when other people on the team started to notice.

The first time it happened, you were in the kitchen. 

It was morning and you were sitting at the nook eating cereal. Natasha was next to you sipping coffee and munching on a protein bar. Bucky walked into the room, his hair was sticking up in all directions and the stubble on his face was more noticeable than usual.

You subtly eyed him as he walked by and watched as he started the coffee pot. He turned to face you two and absentmindedly scratched at his stomach making his shirt rise and reveal his very defined Adonis belt. You immediately choked on the cereal, the milk going down the wrong pipe making your face turn a deep red. Natasha slapped you a few times on the back, both her and Bucky asking if you were okay. Nodding, you excused yourself to your room and avoided them both for the rest of the day. 

It happened again a week later. Steve was giving you a hand-to-hand combat lesson that you'd been begging for so you could go on bigger missions. Everything had been going fine. You were able to block Steve's hits nearly every time, and you even got a hit or two in yourself.

Then you saw him. Bucky was using the bench press machine. A sweat-soaked tank top and shorts clung to his skin deliciously, and it made your mouth water. You tried to focus on Steve's movements, but the moment Bucky let a soft grunt fall from his lips you nearly whimpered.

The next thing you knew, Steve had you pinned to the ground shaking his head.

"You should tell him, Y/N. I can't have you on missions if you're gonna get distracted like this, sweetheart. Someone could get hurt if I don't have my entire team one hundred percent at the ready."

Shaking the memories out of your mind, you put the pen on the paper and began to write. It was like your hand had a mind of its own. The words flowed freely, and soon you had half a page filled with how much you wished you could express how you felt to the soldier.

It’s 3:22 AM and I still can’t get you out of my mind. 

I wish I could tell you how I feel, what you do to me every day unintentionally. 

I notice so many little things you do that make me crazy about you. The way you bite your lower lip when you’re concentrating on something. 

How your eyes light up when you eat your favorite food, the full-body laugh you do when Steve tells a funny story or the way you tilt your head to the side when you’re interested in something.

I can’t get you out of my head, Bucky… fuck I wish I could tell you how I stay up late at night wishing you were next to me. I want to scream to the entire world that the man I love is you.

I had my playlist on shuffle today while I was doing my workout and a song came on that hit me in the chest like a ton of bricks because it’s you… it’s how I feel about you.

After my last relationship, I told myself that I wouldn’t be so spontaneous when it came to love again. I tried… lord knows I fuckin’ tried, but the moment you stepped off that elevator the first time, my heart was yours. It chose you, James. You. You’re it, and I know that you don’t feel the same way.

I mean, why would you? You’re this kind, strong, loving man who lights up any room and has overcome so many things. I’ll never be that. I’ll never be worthy of you… You’re so out of my league, and yet you’re the man I will love until the day I take my last breath.

I’ve gone on too long with pouring my heart out, so I will just end this entry with the verse of the song I heard that spoke to me the most. 

You'll always be the dream that fills my head

Yes you will

Say you will

You know you will oh baby

You'll always be the one I know I'll never forget

There's no use looking back, oh wondering

Because love is a strange and funny thing

No matter how hard I try and try

I just can't say goodbye

No no no no

I never had a dream come true

'Til the day that I found you

Even though I pretend that I've moved on

You'll always be my baby

I never found the words to say

You're the one I think about each day

And I know no matter where life takes me to

A part of me will always be with you.

By the time you were finished, tears were sliding down your cheeks onto the paper. You took a deep shaky breath and tried to stifle your sobs. It was pathetic really, the way you couldn’t just sack up and tell him how you felt or just move on altogether. The pads of your fingers pawed at your eyes as you tried desperately to stop crying. Eventually, you curled against the back of the couch, your journal held tightly to your chest as sleep finally took you. 

The sound of someone calling your name was what woke you. Their voice laced with concern as you blinked rapidly to adjust to the brightness of the now lit room.

“Y/N? Hey, doll, what’re you doin’ out here?”

You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes and groaned before sitting up, coming face to face with the Winter Soldier himself. “B-Bucky? Wha-?”

He started to reach for you, and suddenly you were very aware of your surroundings. Your heart hammered against your chest as you tried not to look so affected by his presence alone.

“Is everything okay? It’s not like you to sleep out here.”

The moment his hand came in contact with your shoulder your breath hitched. He’d never touched you before, and to your horror, you realized he’d noticed the way you reacted.

Panic coursed through you and you quickly stood, coming up with the first excuse to get out of there.

“S-Sorry I… I got to um… I got this thing I’m late for. I-I’m sorry.”

You sprinted so fast to your room that you almost bumped into a sleepy Natasha. She gave you a look but didn’t ask as she kept walking down the hall. 

You didn’t relax until the door to your room was closed and locked. Trying to catch your breath, you flipped the bathroom light on and placed both hands on the counter. Get a hold of yourself, Y/N.

Even your inner monologue wasn’t helping as much as you’d like it to. Turning the cold tap you gathered some water in your hands and splashed it across your face. Then it donned on you, all the color draining from your face as your head snapped up to look at your reflection. You left the one thing you always kept track of downstairs.

Your journal. 

As quickly as you could without being too obvious you hurried back to the common room praying no one discovered your most prized possession. Rounding the corner you stopped breathing.

There, standing in the middle of the room, was Bucky holding your journal. It was open and by the looks of it, he was reading your latest entry. This couldn’t be happening, this had to be some sick nightmare that you couldn’t wake up from.

You backed away slowly, your breathing becoming more erratic by the second. Your arm hit the wall causing a picture frame to fall and hit the ground, the sound making Bucky immediately train his eyes on you. 

He started toward you, and your fight or flight response kicked in. You turned and ran to the stairs leading to the garage ignoring his calls for your to stop. Tears stung the corner of your eyes and you nearly fell down the last flight.

You yanked your car keys off the hook on the wall and soon you were speeding down the road going who knows where. All that mattered was getting as far away from him as possible. How could you have been so careless? He surely hated you, reading all of those things you wrote about him. 

Your tears were coming in full force now making your vision blurry. Without thinking you reached across the center console to the glove box for a napkin to wipe your face.

The next few seconds seemed to happen in slow motion. A horn startled you, the headlights of what appeared to be a truck took away your field of vision. You tried to cut the wheel and brake, but it was too late. The force of the crash sent your car into the ditch, the momentum making you roll over multiple times until everything went black. 

Bucky tried to catch up to you, and on any normal day, he'd have probably been successful. This, however, wasn't anywhere near normal. The moment he found the little pink and black book wedged under the couch cushion he'd been intrigued. The smooth surface of the cover felt cool beneath his flesh hand as he inspected it for any indication of its owner.

Shrugging to himself, he flipped to the latest page thinking it was some sort of address book. Boy had he been wrong. He knew he shouldn't be reading this, but then he saw his name. With furrowed brows he let his eyes glide over every word, and it wasn't until he looked up and saw your horrified face that he knew how badly he fucked up. 

He made it to the threshold of the garage just in time to see the tail lights of your car speeding away from him. He chastised himself as he hurried back up to the living area.

"You should have just left the damn thing alone!" He paced back and forth around the kitchen, his head in his hands as he contemplated how he was going to fix this.

Steve caught him by surprise, his hand coming to rest on his shoulder making him jump. "Whoa! It's just me, man. What's going on? Why are you so distraught?"

Bucky shook his head and breathed heavily out of his nose. "I ruin everything I fuckin' touch…" 

Steve was taken aback. He hadn't seen his best friend this upset in a very long time, and it scared him. "Buck, what happened? C'mon man, talk to me."

Bucky planted the palms of his hands on the counter, his shoulders heaving as he spoke.

"I came downstairs this morning and found Y/N sleepin’ on the couch. I woke her up thinking there was something wrong, and I thought I spooked her 'cause she ran down the hall faster than I'd ever seen her run before."

Bucky turned to look at Steve, regret written all over his face. "Turns out it was because of this." He held the small book up so the Captain could see. "It was under the cushion of the couch and I tried to figure out who it belonged to so I could return it. Turns out it was Y/N's diary…"

He closed his eyes and swallowed thickly. "She… she writes about me… says she loves me. How did I not see this before? How did I…"

He shook his head and trailed off just as FRIDAY, the towers AI, spoke up. "There's an incoming phone call for you Mr. Rogers. Shall I patch it through?"

Bucky's heart rate spiked. He prayed it was you. He needed to tell you how sorry he was that he invaded your privacy. 

Steve looked at Bucky and they shared a mutual nod. "Send it through, FRIDAY."

There was a moment of silence, and then Steve spoke again. "Y/N? Is that you?"

Nothing could have prepared them for what happened next.

"Mr. Rogers, my name is Sheriff Shay Anderson with the county police department. There's been a two-car head-on collision resulting in a rollover. The driver of the truck only suffered minor injuries, but the female victim left the accident scene unresponsive. It appears the silver tesla belongs to Ms. Y/N Y/L/N. Her emergency contact listed was you. She's currently being life-lined to the nearest trauma center. I apologize for delivering such grave news…" 

Bucky couldn't focus on the rest of the conversation, his blood running cold. He couldn't breathe. This was all his fault. If he hadn't read your diary you wouldn't be fighting for your life. He didn't even realize he was crying until Steve rested a hand on his shoulder again.

"FUCK!"

He hurled the diary so hard it shattered the glass wall of the common room.

"Buck! Hey! STOP!" Steve grabbed his arms to steady him. "I need you to calm down, man. We need to go. Now! She needs us, okay? We need to find out the extent of her injuries before we make any rash decisions."

Steve stared desperately into Bucky's eyes, willing his friend to take a deep breath.

"Calm down? Calm down?! How can I calm down, Steve?! Y/N is… she's… DAMMIT! She's gonna die!! And it's all my fucking fault!"

Bucky shoved past Steve, fishing his keys out of his pocket as he headed straight for his motorcycle.

"Son of a... Bucky!…what are you doing?! You shouldn't be alone right now. Let's pull the team into a meeting and get our bearings. I'll wake everyone up and we can all go see her together."

Bucky stopped, his hand on the door that led to the garage. "No." His voice was firm, and it eerily resembled the tone he had when he was the Winter Soldier all those years ago.

"I did this… I'm the reason she's dying and I'm going to do anything I can to save her life. Even if I have to sacrifice myself to do it. I'll do whatever it takes. Let. Me. Go." 

Steve stopped, his hands at his sides as he watched Bucky take off down the stairs to his bike. He closed his eyes, fear gripping his heart as he concluded that you might not survive this.

He pushed that thought aside and told FRIDAY to wake the team for an emergency meeting. He couldn't let his emotions take over, as much as he wanted to feel them. He had to be strong for the team, he had to be strong for you. 

Ten minutes later a very sleepy team was standing in the kitchen looking irritated and confused.

Bruce had his arms crossed as he leaned against the door frame, Natasha was sweaty from her morning workout, Clint chewed on a nail waiting as patiently as he could, Wanda stood in her pajamas rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Vision stood next to Wanda looking expectantly at Steve, Rhodey leaned against the counter by the fridge. Tony and Sam were seated at the nook, leaving Loki and Thor standing in their full Asgard clothing, looking the most awake out of all of them. 

Steve took a moment to gather his bearings. He swallowed the lump in his throat as his eyes swept the entirety of the room.

"There's been an accident…"

Murmurs and looks of concern filled the room and they didn't cease until Cap raised his hand to silence them.

"Y/N got into a car wreck this morning, and she's in critical condition. She's being life-lined to the nearest trauma center as we speak, and I don't know…" Steve paused, his voice betraying him as he tried to keep his tears at bay. "...I don't know if she's gonna pull through this one." 

Bucky cranked the throttle as he weaved in and out of traffic. He didn't stop for lights, he didn't stop for stop signs, and he nearly got hit by an oncoming train. Not that it mattered. None of it did. The only thing on his mind was getting to you.

In a matter of minutes, he was skidding to a stop in front of the emergency room, his bike parked haphazardly in the nearest open space. 

He walked briskly through the front doors and stopped in front of the check-in area.

"Sir? Do you need to be seen today?" The woman behind the desk looked warily at the soldier, eyeing his metal appendage.

Bucky shook his head, thinking very carefully about his choice of words. "A woman named Y/N Barnes was life-lined here. I need to see her."

The nurse tapped a few keys on her keyboard before looking back up at him. "Sir, I'm sorry, but I don't have anyone with that last name."

He sighed. "Try Y/N Y/L/N."

Her fingers clicked the keys rapidly and a moment later she spoke again. "She's still in the trauma bay. I can direct you to the waiting room if you like."

Bucky didn't have time for this. Gritting his teeth, he spoke as calmly as he could trying not to make a scene. "She's my wife!" 

Before the nurse could reply, a voice sounded over the loudspeaker.

"Code blue. All available staff report to trauma bay one. Code blue. All available staff report to trauma bay one."

Bucky took off running, following the medical staff as they ran down a hallway to the left. Panic coursed through his veins as he followed them around a corner and finally came to a stop outside a room. 

His worst fears were happening right in front of him and he couldn't do anything to stop them.

A team of about fifteen people surrounded your still body on the gurney. He wouldn't have recognized you if it wasn't for the small heart tattoo on your left ankle. Your clothes had been cut off, and a nurse was delivering chest compressions.

"Sara, you bag her! Mark, get the pads in place for the defibrillator."

Bucky couldn't catch his breath. This couldn't be happening. This was the worst pain he'd ever felt in his life. The torture he endured from Hydra, severing his arm from falling off the train, all the guilt he had from assassinating so many people when he was the Winter Soldier, nothing could compare to the white-hot ache he felt in his heart right now.

He couldn't lose you, he just couldn't. He fell to his knees, his hands tangling in his hair as sobs racked his body.

"Don't you fuckin' leave me, Y/N!… not like this...God, please… don't do this to me! Take me, take me instead! I'll do anything, just please don't take her away from m-me..."

He looked at you helplessly as they continued to try and revive you. The sound of the AED whirred and the team stepped away leaving only one nurse continuing CPR.

"Stop compressions. Charging…Everyone, clear." 

He watched through his tears as your torso came off the table, the shock going through your lifeless body in less than a second.

"Resume CPR. Still no pulse. Up the Jules a little and prepare for the next shock."

Bucky curled his hands into fists and punched the floor.

"Goddammit, please, please, please! She deserves to live! She's pure, selfless, and kind. It should be me! Fuck! After all, I've done, it should be me…"

The machine whirred, and he watched as they shocked you again.

"She's in v-fib. David, administer one milligram of epi."

Bucky felt a tap on his shoulder, but he didn't move.

"Hey, Buck…come on, buddy. Stand up." Steve pulled his friend to his feet and brought him into a tight hug.

"This is all m-my fault! I couldn't save her! She's…I coul-"

Steve's heart broke as Bucky loudly sobbed into his chest, the rest of the team surrounding them praying for a miracle. 

"Prepare for another shock...charging...okay, everybody clear...shock advised. Resume CPR."

Time stood still as the doctor checked for your pulse.

"We have a pulse with compressions. Let's stop CPR and do another pulse check."

Bucky pulled away from Steve, as he and the team waited with bated breath.

"C'mon doll… please don't leave me." Bucky's voice shook as he waited for what felt like hours for the doctor to call out his next command.

"We have a pulse. Let's secure her airway and alert the ICU." 

Bucky let out a choked sob of relief as you were wheeled past him and the team toward the elevators.

"Excuse me, which one of you is Mr. Barnes?" The charge nurse stood in front of the team, a look of relief on her face.

"I-I am"

She nodded and pointed towards the same elevators you'd just gone through.

"Your wife has been taken to the ICU and will be admitted until further notice. If you take those to the fourth floor and turn right you'll see the intensive care waiting room." 

No one said anything until they were all piled in the elevator. Bucky was still pretty shaken up, his eyes trained to the floor as they began to ascend.

Thor cleared his throat, his tongue coming out to wet his lips. "Alright, I gotta ask… since… uh… when did Y/N become your wife, mate?"

Clint shot him a warning glare making the Asgardian raise his hands in defense. "Sorry, I didn't mean to pry. I was just shocked when she said it…I think we all were."

The metal doors opened slowly and Bucky stepped out, his eyes looking anywhere but his friends. "I said it so they'd let me see her", he whispered.

Six and a half hours passed since they'd brought you back. Once the ICU deemed you stable enough, they took you back for a CT scan to determine if you had any internal damage.

About an hour in, a nurse came out to the waiting room to brief the team. Bucky was on his feet the moment the doors opened, silently begging the nurse for good news.

"We're doing everything we can, Mr. Barnes. Your wife suffered massive head trauma that caused some swelling in her brain. Luckily, her skull wasn't fractured, but she has many extensive injuries. She's been taken back to the OR for a ruptured spleen, a lacerated kidney, a collapsed lung, and a broken leg. She will need a blood transfusion as well." 

Bucky balled his hands into tight fists, new tears stinging in his eyes.

"S-She's gonna make it, right?"

His voice was a broken sob, and the nurse gave him a sympathetic look.

"We will do all we can for her."

He stood in the middle of the floor and watched helplessly as the woman disappeared behind the same door she came through. 

After four more hours, most of the team had fallen asleep. Nat had her head in Bruce's lap, his hand draped protectively over her side. Thor had his head propped up in his hand, snoring softly, while Clint sat on the floor resting his head against the wall behind him.

Bucky paced the room, his body emotionally drained as he prayed for a miracle. Everyone else waited anxiously for another update. Loki stood and eyed everyone awake before settling his gaze on Steve.

"I'm going to find something to eat and drink, would anyone like me to bring back anything?"

Steve eyed Bucky and bit his lip. "Can you just grab everyone a bottle of water?"

Loki nodded and headed towards some signs to hopefully locate the cafeteria.

Fifteen minutes later he'd returned with a plastic bag full of enough water for the team. Steve grabbed one of them and unscrewed the cap holding it out to his best friend.

"Here, Buck. Drink this…you haven't had anything since last night."

Bucky didn't move. All he could think about was getting the next update on your condition.

"No."

Steve sighed and stepped into his line of sight blocking his view of the door.

"Listen, we can't do anything for Y/N right now." He gestured his hand in the general direction of the operating room. "Those doctors and nurses are doing everything they can for her, okay? Please, man. Drink this…if not for me, then do it for her. She would hate to find out that you're depriving yourself."

Bucky sighed, reluctantly grabbing the bottle from Steve and downing half of it before shoving it back into the Captain's hand.

"There, happy?" 

Truth be told, the water did soothe his dry throat and quench his thirst, but all he cared about was getting to you. Steve patted his arm and sat back down on the small sofa. Another round of silence took over as they continued to wait. 

At the six-and-a-half-hour mark, the door opened again. This time a doctor in green scrubs came out offering a soft smile to the team. Bucky once again jumped up, hoping for good news.

"Hello, Mr. Barnes. My name is Dr. Collins and I'm one of the surgeons who’s been attending to your wife. May we have a seat so I can explain everything?"

A ragged breath escaped his lips, his body threatening to give out at the doctor's words.

"No no no…" Bucky frantically grabbed the doctor's hands, his teeth clenching as pain radiated through his chest. "D-Don't you tell me that… I won't sit down. Wh-Where is she?! I-I can't… please, please… God, let her be okay." 

The doctor gently freed one of his hands and placed it on his shoulder.

"Mr. Barnes, your wife is stable. She's in recovery, but she's in a coma. Her injuries were very extensive and it's a miracle she survived. You've got a strong woman."

Bucky released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. "When can I see her? I-I need to see her."

Doctor Collins motioned towards the door. “I can take two of you back now, but I, unfortunately, cannot allow more than two at a time.

Steve moved to stand next to him. “I’ll go with you, Buck.”

Bucky nodded and Bruce spoke up before they disappeared behind the door. “Keep us updated, we will be here until you tell us otherwise.”

Steve nodded and they made their way to a room at the end of the hall. 

The doctor stopped and turned to face the men.

“Before you go in, I want to mention a couple of things. Y/N has some bruising and some cuts, but those aren’t too much of a concern. I ask that you mind her left leg due to her fracture. Other than that, there’s nothing else to note about her condition. Remember, she may be in a coma, but she can still hear you. Talk to her, hold her hand, and play her music. All of those things help.” 

Bucky stood still as Steve watched the doctor walk away. His hand was grasping the door handle, but he couldn't bring himself to open it.

"Hey, Buck…what's wrong? I thought you wanted to see her." Steve watched him take a shaky breath.

"I…What if…I don't know if I'm prepared to see what I caused…"

"I'm right here, man. We'll go in together. This isn't your fault, Bucky. You didn't know it was hers when you read it." 

After a couple of deep breaths, he finally pushed the door open and took a tentative step inside the small room. Bucky slowly looked around taking everything in. There was a two-pane window looking out towards the city, a small TV was mounted to the wall, a small couch and recliner sat next to the bed for visitors, and another door was across from it that undoubtedly led to the patient bathroom.

Finally, his gaze fell on you. 

It was as if someone punched the air from his lungs. Your eyes were taped shut, a bandage wrapped around the top of your head. An IV was in your hand with three different medications being administered at once. Your leg was covered in a thigh-high cast and slightly elevated. Blue and black bruises were littered along the whole left side of your body from the impact of the crash.

The tubes coming out of your mouth are what broke him the most though. Those meant you weren't able to breathe on your own, and that nearly made his heart stop. 

"Y/N…"

Steve wiped a few stray tears from his face as the broken sob from his best friend tore at his heart.

"Doll, I-... I'm so s-sorry…" Bucky took a seat in the chair next to your bed and gently laid his flesh hand on top of yours. Steve moved to stand next to him, placed a hand in the middle of his back, and rubbed small circles to comfort him. 

"Please…you gotta come back, Y/N. You… you gotta wake up. Please, sweetheart. There's so much...so much I need to tell you. I-... It was always y-you. I never wanted anyone else but you."

Bucky's tears were falling freely onto the white blanket that covered your torso as he poured his heart out, willing you to hear him.

"I w-was always scared. Scared to let you in, because I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't want him to take you from me, and all this time I've been worried about keeping the monster I used to be at bay… I should have been focusing on keeping this me from you too. This is all my fault, Y/N. I broke the one thing I love so much in this world, and...and now I… I don't know if I'll ever get you back." 

It went on like this for a couple of weeks. Bucky never once left your side. He'd sent Steve to bring him some clothes, and hygiene products to keep in the provided wall locker.

He'd play your Spotify playlist you loved and make sure to turn on your favorite TV show. He would tell you stories from the ‘40s and at night Bucky would read to you.

He'd heard you one day talking to Nat about how much you loved Tolkien's work so he'd asked her to bring his famous Hobbit and Lord of the Rings series. 

It was a Thursday evening, and the ICU was quiet other than the occasional sound of passing footsteps outside the hall. Little droplets of rain pelted the windows as Bucky held your hand and read from the final book of the Lord of the Rings trilogy with the other.

"But even as hope died in Sam, or seemed to die, it was turned into a new strength. Sam's plain hobbit-face grew stern, almost grim, as the will hardened in him, and he felt through all his limbs a thrill, as if he was turning into some creature of stone and steel that neither despair nor weariness nor endless barren miles coul-" 

Bucky's eyes shot to your still form mid-sentence as he felt your index finger curl ever so slightly against his upturned palm.

"Y/N…?"

He held his breath as he studied you, and he almost thought he'd imagined it...almost. Then he saw your eyes flutter and his heart began to hammer against his chest.

It wasn't until you groaned around the tube that he began to fear you may hurt yourself. He pressed the call light on the bed and gently held your wrists down so you wouldn't pull on the apparatus.

"This is nurse Amanda, is everything okay, Mr. Barnes?" 

The staff was on a first-name basis with him now since he refused to leave your side.

"I-I think she's waking up! Hurry, please! She...I think she's choking!"

Moments later two women came in sliding gloves on their hands.

"Mrs. Barnes, we need you to stay calm, okay? Don't panic. My name is Dr. Harris and I'm a respiratory specialist. I'm going to take the tube out, but I need you to do something for me. Can you do that?" 

Bucky watched you nod and tried to control his breathing.

"Good! Now, I need you to take some deep breaths for me, alright? That's good, yes, just like that. Now can you try and cough for me?"

He listened as you made a small sound that resembled a cough and looked back to the doctor that was attending to you.

"That's great. You're doing a great job, Y/N. I think you're ready to get this tube removed, but I need you to do one more thing for me, okay? I need you to take a big deep breath in and exhale for me. I'll pull the tube out while you exhale. Are you ready?" 

Bucky watched as you took a deep breath and just like that, the tube was gone.

"Great job, Y/N. Now, you may feel some discomfort from when the tube was in place, but that's normal. I'll give you something for the pain and your primary doctor will be in to see you soon, okay?"

You nodded and licked your chapped lips.

"We'll leave you and your husband to it then." 

You watched as they left, taking a few seconds to try and remember what happened. You remembered not being able to sleep and going to write in the common room. Then you woke up to Bucky and wait,… husband?!

As quickly as you could, you turned to see a very tired-looking soldier sitting next to you with tears in his eyes." 

"B-Bucky?"

Your voice was a hoarse whisper but to him, it was the most beautiful sound in the world.

His body shook as he grabbed your hand and laid his head on top of it making your skin wet with his tears. "I-I thought… I thought I lost you…"

He was sobbing, relief finally setting him at ease. You squeezed his hand and gently lifted his head so he was looking at you.

"How long… How long was I…?"

Bucky sniffled and knelt by the bed in front of you, his brown locks tickling your exposed arm. "Almost three weeks, doll." 

Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "I remember seeing you with my diary and then I was in my car...after that I…"

His left hand reached out to cup your cheek. The coolness of the metal made you shiver.

"Y/N, I cannot begin to tell you how sorry I am. I shouldn't have opened it. I didn't intend to read it. Honestly, I thought it was an address book. I… I don't expect you to forgive me, but I want you to know I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you." 

"James?"

He looked at you, his confusion mirroring yours. You'd never called him by his given name before.

"What is it, doll?"

You swallowed, the feeling making you grimace from having the tube down your throat for so long.

"Why… Why is everyone calling me Mrs. Barnes?"

He smirked sheepishly at you, his cheeks tinting red. "I lied and said you were my wife so they'd let me see you." 

You stared at him for a long time, taking him in. He looked like shit. You certainly didn't look any better, but he looked terrible. He had dark circles under his eyes, his hair was messy, and he'd lost weight. Yet, even after all that had happened, all you wanted was for him to kiss you.

"Who knew all I had to do was almost die to get you to call me your wife." 

Bucky narrowed his eyes.

"That's not funny, Y/N. I wouldn't have forgiven myself if you didn't wake up."

You looked down at the blanket and focused on a loose string.

"Sorry…"

He tilted your head back up so you were looking into his eyes, the ocean blue irises staring seriously back at you. "

You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, doll. I've been trying to tell you for years how much you mean to me, but I was scared… scared I'd get complacent and not be able to stop the monster inside me from hurting you. I'm broken, Y/N. You deserve someone who can give you the world, someone like Steve or Sam." 

You placed a finger over his lips to shush him and pulled him so his breath fanned your cheek.

"You're wrong, James. I know what I deserve and the person I want has always been you. I'm not, and never will be, scared of the Winter Soldier. There is nothing you can say that will change my mind." 

Bucky closed his eyes, his resolve slowly withering away.

"Y/N…I-"

You closed the distance and kissed him with all the love you had in your body. His lips felt like coming home, and the moment he kissed back you moaned into his mouth. His tongue danced with yours and you tried to pull him closer, doing anything to feel more of him. All too soon, he pulled away and rested his forehead against yours.

"I won't go further than this with you until you're better, doll. I refuse to be responsible for hurting you again." 

Four days later you were deemed well enough to go home. Everyone greeted you with careful hugs and big smiles. The recovery process was gruesome, but Bucky was with you every step of the way.

You had physical therapy for your leg, frequent doctor’s visits to check your head for any signs of extensive damage, and then there was the process of bathing. 

More often than not, Bucky was the one who helped you. It wasn't that the others didn't offer, it was the fact that he wouldn't let anyone else do things for you.

Currently, he was washing your hair, the contrast of his metal and flesh fingers giving you goosebumps. He let the conditioner sit and moved on to washing your body. Not that you were complaining, but you reminded him every time that it was your leg that was broken and not your arms. Bucky always insisted until you gave in. 

His hands ran smoothly down your back and along your sides, his fingers carefully massaging your skin making your cheeks flush. He moved to your front and softly caressed your breasts, a metal finger ghosted over your left nipple causing you to suck in a sharp breath.

"Ah!"

He chuckled and tipped your head back so he could rinse your hair and body.

"Sorry, princess." He placed a soft kiss on your lips. "You just look so pretty, and sometimes I get carried away." 

Once you were dried off, he helped you to your bed. You were cuddled up against his chest, your hand absentmindedly drawing circles on his bare hip. Bucky had put a movie on, but you weren't paying attention. It was impossible when the most beautiful man to grace this Earth was pressed up against you.

You let a fingertip trace the skin just above the top hem of his sweats and smiled when he let out a low groan, the muscles shifting under your touch.

"Doll…you're playin' a dangerous game here. You're still healing and I don't want to hurt you." 

Feeling brave, you carefully slid down his frame peppering open-mouthed kisses on his stomach. Bucky didn't stop you, but his ragged breathing told you he was holding himself back.

Biting your lip, you moved so you were laying between his legs. His cock was straining against his grey sweatpants. You ran a hand over his clothed-covered dick and he shuddered.

"F-Fuck…Y/N…"

You curled the tips of your fingers under the elastic band of his pants and shimmied them down just enough to free him. His cock lay thick and long against his belly, making your mouth water. You planted a kiss on the swollen head and didn't miss his hands fisting the sheets between his fingers. Gently, you grabbed him by the base and closed your mouth around the head. Bucky let out a low moan that made your panties instantly wet. 

"Christ, doll…you've got one helluva mouth."

You relaxed and hollowed out your cheeks as you accommodated as much of him as you could. Bucky's eyes rolled back when he felt you swallow around him. His bionic left hand brushed pieces of hair away that fell on your face.

"Oh, shit, baby…this'll be over before it starts if you keep doin' that."

Instead of heading his warning, you looked at him through your lashes and traced the underside of his shaft with your tongue tantalizingly slow. 

Bucky's eyes darkened and a dangerously low growl fell from his lips.

"Get up here now, naughty girl."

He didn't sound angry, but you took pity on him anyway and positioned yourself over him, his lust-blown eyes staring into your own.

"James…"

His kiss was rough, primal, and possessive, and you moaned as he slid his skilled tongue against yours.

"Love when you say my name, princess. Fuck,…I want you so bad." The tip of his cock pressed against the thin fabric of your underwear making you bite your lip. 

"Please, Buck…"

As gently as he could he maneuvered the two of you so he was on top. He slid his fingers beneath the t-shirt you borrowed and groaned when he came in contact with your bare breasts.

"Shit baby, you're goin' to be the death of me."

He began to kiss your neck, his tongue licking the shell of your ear. He chuckled against the crook of your neck when he felt you shiver beneath him.

"You like that, doll? Do you like when I kiss you here? Gonna mark your pretty skin so everyone knows you're mine." 

He lifted his shirt over your head and took your panties off before removing the rest of his clothes. Your eyes were closed as you reveled in the way he touched you.

The contrast of hot and cold as he caressed your sides, his lips sucking red-ish purple marks just above your clavicle, and when he drug his teeth lightly against your earlobe you swore you were going to blackout.

It wasn't until you felt the fingers of his flesh hand slip through your folds that your eyes shot open.

"Bucky?"

He halted his movements, and concern flooded his features as he looked at you. "Did I hurt you, baby?"

You shook your head, suddenly feeling very shy. "N-No, I just… I've never… umm…" You covered your face and sighed. 

Bucky gently removed your hands and smiled softly at you.

"Sweetheart, are you a virgin?"

You nodded and looked away, too embarrassed to make eye contact with him.

"Baby, you have nothing to be ashamed of." He turned your face so you were looking up at him. "This is a big step, and I don't want to pressure you into something you're not ready for, Y/N." 

You didn't think you could love him any more than you already did, but the moment those words left his mouth your heart soared.

"I've been saving myself for you, Bucky. No one's ever touched me except you."

He closed his eyes and moaned. "And no one else ever will, doll." He leaned down to capture your lips, his hand cradling your face lovingly.

Bucky moved his lips along your jaw nipping and sucking more little marks into your neck. You mewled and tried desperately to gain friction with your soaked pussy, but he didn't let you. His devious chuckle made you whine. 

"Patience, baby-doll. I'll take care of you."

Ever so slowly, he made his descent down towards where you wanted his touch most. Bucky couldn't believe how gorgeous you looked beneath him, his blue eyes trained on your face as you moaned his name. His tongue laved against one of your nipples while his hand pinched the other between his fingers.

"J-James please!" Your back arched and he smirked as he moved lower. 

"So responsive, honey. Alright, I'll give you what you need."

Soon he was nestled between your thighs, his metal hand holding your hips down as his flesh one slid through your folds again.

"James? W-Wait!"

He stilled, training his eyes back on your face. "What's the matter, sugar?"

Your breaths came rapidly, your tongue coming out to wet your lips. "C-Can I…I-I want your other one…please."

It took him a moment to piece together what you were asking, but once he figured it out he almost came right there on the bed. "Fuck, doll, you want this?"

He held up his left hand and you nodded. "Jesus, you're amazing. Can't believe my metal arm turns you on. So fuckin' hot, Y/N. So perfect laying all spread out for me like this."

He slid a silver digit from your hole to your clit making you cry out. "Christ, princess, you're dripping wet. That all because of me, baby?"

You nodded and he circled your entrance making you whimper. "Tell me if I hurt you, okay?"

Bucky pushed his metal index finger in, and you sucked in a sharp breath. "Oh, my g-... Bucky…"

"Shh, just relax, doll. I need to open you up. Gotta get this pretty pussy ready for me so I don't cause any more pain than necessary." 

He added a second finger and closed his lips over your clit, his tongue flicking expertly over the bundle of nerves as he stretched you. The sensations of both his fingers and his tongue were too much. You'd never felt such pleasure before and even though you'd never had an orgasm before you were certain you were close.

"Oh, fuck! You're gonna make me- God I- Buck I-I’m… please… please let me…"

He pumped his fingers deep and curled them upwards until he found it, the spot that made you arch your back and scream.

"That's it, princess. Let go. Cum for me."

"Fuck… I… I'm… I- ... ‘m gonna… OHMYGODJAMES!" You shattered into a million pieces as your walls fluttered around his fingers relentlessly.

Bucky watched in awe as you lay there panting beneath him, his cock painfully hard against the bedsheets. "You're so damn breathtaking, doll…"

He came up to capture your lips again. "Came apart for me so well. Have you ever touched yourself, sweetheart? Ever thought about me filling this sweet pussy with my cum?"

A needy whine fell from your lips. "'S'my first one, James… thought about you so many times though. Wanted you to take me apart and put me back together, make me yours,  claim me and mark me."

"Oh, Baby-doll," he growled. "Gonna ruin you for any other man. Gonna make you feel so good."

He propped himself up on his forearms and positioned himself so his cock rested against your hole and you felt yourself clench around nothing.

"Buck, please baby. Please fuck me. I wanna feel you cum inside me." 

He stared into your eyes and caressed your cheek. "Tell me to stop, and I will, okay sweetheart?"

You nodded and he kissed you as his cock entered your tight pussy. He swallowed your cries as he slowly bottomed out. Bucky stilled, allowing you to get used to him as he rested his head in the crook of your neck.

"Fuck, doll…your pussy was made for me. You're so fuckin' perfect, Y/N. I...I-I love you." 

You gasped, a tear sliding down your cheek. "James…"

He pulled back to look at your tear-filled eyes. "Do you need me to stop, darlin’?"

You shook your head and rested your hand against his chest. "Do you mean it? Do you love me?"

Bucky looked incredulously at you, his thumb brushing your kiss-swollen bottom lip. "With my whole heart, doll."

You smiled and wrapped your legs around his waist. "I love you too." He kissed you and slowly began a steady pace. 

"Oh, Bucky… fuck, you feel so good… so good."

He rocked his hips fucking into you hard, your walls clenching deliciously around him. "God, baby… you're takin' me so well. Such a good fuckin' girl."

Your moans filled the expanse of the room as he drove his cock into you faster. The feeling of him stretching you, hitting your spot on nearly every pass of his cock was electrifying. 

It was just as good for him, how your velvet walls pulled him in, your arousal coating his dick as he fucked you slow and deep made every nerve in his body come alive.

"Baby, I’m sorry but I'm not gonna last. Not when you feel this good…"

Your nails dug into his shoulders as you looked into his eyes. "Make me cum, James. Don't hold back. I need you, baby." 

Bucky sat up and lifted your right leg so it rested on his shoulder, the new angle making him go impossibly deeper. "Fuck, doll, where have you been all my life?"

He began to move again and soon both of you were close to the brink.

"Y/N… shit, baby… I'm gonna cum… gonna fill this pretty pussy up...oh god, cum with me, doll." You felt the familiar warmth low in your belly, your legs shaking as you let out a loud moan at the feeling of Bucky's metal thumb rubbing your clit.

"Oh, fuckkkk…I'm so close, gonna cum so hard, baby. Oh my god, right there! Yeah, James… Jamesjamesjames oh my god, don't stop! Right there. Right, th-BUCKY!" 

The moment your orgasm hit you screamed at the top of your lungs, the rest of the tower surely hearing you come apart. Your nails raked down his back as he stilled inside you.

After a few moments of panting against each other’s parted lips, Bucky pulled out slowly and laid down beside you bringing you in to curl against him. His flesh hand tilted your chin up so he could look into your eyes as he kissed you gingerly.

"You make me so happy, Y/N."

You kissed the tip of his nose and rested your head on his chest so you could hear his heartbeat.

"You make me happy too, Buck. So much. I love you."

He closed his eyes and felt sleep starting to take him. "I love you too, doll."

His breathing evened out and you snuggled closer, tracing lines on his chest. As you listened to him softly snore you knew this was the man you were going to spend the rest of your life with. It may have taken a while to get here, and it may have been tough, but you were finally happy. 

You were finally home.