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The Winter Ghost - Chapter 17

Info: A Devastating car crash causes you to lose your memory and start over. The only thing left in the wreckage was the horrific nightmares which plagued your mind. If you knew what today would entail you would have just stayed in bed. But you didn’t and because of that, everything you knew was about to change.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: swearing, fluff, foreshadowing smut?

W/c: 2.3k

A/n: I know I know, it’s been quite a few nights since I last posted since I usually try to every few days... This week has been a whole long seven days. And honestly I needed to charge my battery and take a break from writing for a minute. Anyyways, thats boring, and this is not. Were almost done here, and I’m so excited to move onto some imagine’s I’ve been brainstorming! Hope you enjoy! 

Bucky’s breath fanned across your collarbone, drifting in and out of slumber. How he could even attempt sleeping after the day's events was, quite frankly, astonishing. But you didn't dare wake him, afraid you wouldn't get a chance to be this close to him again. 

It was easy enough to conclude how you felt about the past few days as confusion. Specifically speaking, you knew it went deeper than that. Your memories had kicked you in the teeth, reeling from the guilt and grief that Tommy was dead and it was all your fault. Yet in the matter of hours, you had fed him to Hydra. You knew exactly what they would do to him when they found out you had escaped. You also knew that when the team circled back to dispose of the Hydra base, or what of it was left, Tommy would be gone. For good this time. 

Bucky’s body shifted, leaning in closer to you. Your heart raced as a small sigh erupted from his chest, vibrating through you. 

And then there was that. You weren't sure when that feeling of butterflies had come back when Bucky looked at you, but nevertheless it had. Part of you thought you should be sorrowful after your ‘almost’ fiance ‘almost’ shot you. Maybe take a day for bereavement, and yet, the idea of pressing pause on Bucky, after all this time, felt impossible. More to the point, you were tired of fighting between what you thought was morally right about how your heart beated ten times faster when he was around.  

“Do you hate me?” He hesitated under his breath. The rest of the team had all taken their seats at the front of the aircraft. Even still, he spoke as though he was afraid they would hear your confession. 

Your eyes met his, looking for some sort of punchline, but none came. Silence hung heavy around his question, and you swallowed deeply. 

Did you hate him? There was a time not so long ago that you would have been an easy question to answer. He hadn't stolen the life you thought he had. No, Tommy did that all on his own.  He betrayed everything you had built together. He wasn't the man you thought you knew. Bucky, on the other hand, always had been. You knew about his past. He had spent countless nights wrapped in his arms dredging but old and broken memories about his time with Hydra. The only thing you knew for sure was he made you feel like you belonged in a world that you thought had written you off years ago.

 Maybe, if you hated anyone, it was yourself. How long had Tommy been lying to you?  How could you not have seen it? How many nights had you spent in your bed, giving yourself to him, trusting him, believing him? 

“Thats a loaded question.” He murmured before you could answer. “I just mean, I miss this… Miss, you.” 

You worried on your bottom lip, watching as he huffed out a breath and accepting your silence for an obvious answer. Before he could pull away from you, you took his hands in yours, starling him from the sudden warmth. 

“I- I don’t think I ever hated you.” You offered honestly. 

Bucky pursed his lips and looked you over quizzically. “Could’ve fooled me.” He chuckled, leaning back into you as his breath steadied again. 

“I know I never really got the chance to- uh, apologise...” You tried the word on your tongue, but it tasted bitter. How do you ask for someone's forgiveness after attempting to murder them? “I don't really know what to say…” You mumbled, feeling the walls you built around yourself behind to crumble. 

“That’s cause’ there's nothing to say. Listen doll, of all people you don't need to apologise to me for homicidal tendencies. I get it.” He teased. You appreciated his light hearted approach, but his words send a lump to appear in your throat. Was that what it boiled down to? After a long day of dark thoughts and murderous rampages, Bucky would be there to understand. You weren't sure if the sentiment was romantic or the plot to a Tim Burton film. 

“And besides, I kinda’ deserved the ass kicking.” He signed, smiling into your shoulder. 

“You kind of did.” You chuckled. 

Huh…?

Were you making light hearted joking about attempted murder? Is this who you were now? Honestly, it wasn't the worst thing you’d done. Besides, there was something so comforting about the way he accepted you. Flaws (and boy oh boy were they flaws) and all. 

“Okay. So I'm not sorry for putting you on your ass.” You specified. “But I am sorry. For what I said after. I don’t know where that came from. I don't really think those things about you. You’ve never given me a reason to before.” Bucky huffed, and you could physically feel him stiffen. 

“I lost control, Y/n. I gave you a perfectly good reason...” He noted. You didn't have the heart to tell him that ever since that fateful day in the hallway all you could think about was the aching in your core and how perfect his death machine of a hand fit around your throat. 

“It doesn't matter…” You spoke, running your fingers over his flesh ones, until they locked into his. “I’m fine. You're fine- ish, right?” You chuckled, motioning to his chest now dried with blood, “I don't blame you.”

He squeezed your hand and signed into your shoulder. Everything about this moment was perfect. The impending doom you had left behind was just that. It felt long gone as you stared into Bucky’s arctic eyes and breathed in his scent. Comforting, familiar, and something you weren't ready to comprehend. It sent shivers down your spine and made your legs clench together at the thought. But now, sitting in the back of the quinjet avoiding the loud stares of Wanda scrutinizing your every move was not the time. There was no doubt she was reading your loud heated thoughts, and so desperately, you tried to quiet your want. 

……………………………

When you landed, medical was at the ready, helping Bucky out of the aircraft and into the compound. Shuri tried to force you apart from the injured man long enough to convince you to go for a check up also. 

‘I feel fine. I’m fine’ you tried to argue, but it was no use. Her mind was made up and you were smart enough to know when that happens, there's very little one can do to change it. 

You sat in the small lab, letting Shuri pry and pron at you, asking question after question but your mind was distant. Distracted. There was only one person you wanted to be with, and right now he was down the hall, having bullets plucked from his body. 

The overwhelming need to be near him was sudden, but not unwelcome. Try as you may to push it away, it krept back in, startling you every time. You could play dumb all you wanted, but now that he was not next to you, youre only mission consisted with getting him back. Were you confused? 

Yes. 

Did you understand what you were feeling? 

Not entirely. 

How did Bucky make you feel?

Brave… Loved… Horny? All of the above. 

Yes, yes and yes. There was no denying it. As much as you wished it was more complicated. Your entire core was drawn to him like a magnet and your brain was just along for the ride. Heart stuttering and mind foggy. 

Shuri gives you a once over and taps on your shoulder, yanking you from your thoughts. “You okay?” 

The question was simple. And yet, the words wouldn't come. 

You cleared your throat, physically shaking your head and clearing your racing thoughts, “Yes. I’m okay. Do you think I can go?” 

Shuri smiles knowingly, a chuckle bubbling out of her small chest. “He’s fine, ya’ know. Doctors said they extracted the bullets easily. He’s probably all healed up already-”

Her words were cut off by your impatient foot, bobbing anxiously for the answer to your question. 

“Yes. fine you can go.” 

You practically jumped off the lab table, swinging the door open and shouting a thank you over your shoulder on the way out. 

When you entered Bucky’s medical room, it was quiet. Turning the corner you could see he was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring out the large floor length window that looked out to the rolling mountain of Wakanda.

You tried to step lightly, not wanting to alarm him.

“Can't sneak up on a trained assassin.” 

You jumped, clutching your heart at his sudden voice. He chucked, watching your panicked face melt into a smile. 

“Guess not. How ya’ feeling killer?” You smirked, taking a seat on the windowsill across from him. 

Bucky squinted, looking at you skeptically, “I don't know if you're tryin’ to be funny or-” 

“I'm not. That was a stupid joke….” You scoffed as you bathed in the awkward silence that followed. 

There were so many things you wanted to say. So many you wanted to do, and yet your body was frozen, staring at the floor unable to meet his intense gaze. You could literally hear your heart beating in your chest and your face growing warmer by the second. 

“So.” you finally choked out, forcing yourself with all your might to look up. His eyes were soft and full of reassurance. Something you so desperately needed at the moment. Maybe the old Y/n could convey her emotions, but the real one was a total disaster when it came to this sort of thing. 

But that's what you were doing wasn't it? This is what it had all led up to. The kiss, the midnight conversations, the unyielding sexual tension. This was it. 

“So…” He repeated your words, coxing your next ones. 

You chuckled dryly, clearing your throat and starting again, “So, about what happened back there.” 

“When I got shot or when we kissed?”

“Both I guess?” 

“You guess?” He quipped, amusement dripping from his mouth. He was loving this. Watching you fumble over your thoughts. Of course he did. Smug bastard. 

“Listen, I’m not good at this stuff. Obviously. So could you just tell me how it is. Was that some heat of the moment thing? Like before. Because if it was you just gotta’ tell me.”  You finished in a huff. 

Bucky signed, running his flesh hand through his hair. “It wasn't.” He finally spoke, “not then and not now. I was such an ass, pushing you away like that. I just didn't- I guess I still don't think I deserve something like you… Touching me like that.” 

You soaked in his words. Watching his lips intently as his tongue darted out and wetted the bottom one. In a breath, you crossed the room and took the open space beside him as an invitation to sit down. 

“Will you please let me decide what I deserve from now on?” You smirked, looking up  at him from behind your lashes. 

“Yeah, I think that's best.” he chuckled, leaning into you. 

“How’re you feeling?” You mumbled, listening to his breathing steady as he signed into the comfortable position you were both in now. 

“Better. Thanks for that by the way. Wanda’s never used her power on me like that. It really helped.” He spoke, softly, as you waved him off, motioning ‘it was nothing’. 

It felt like the first time in a long time you had spoken to Bucky without the nagging desire to murder him. 

Maybe this is what people talk about when they say you should ‘grow’ with your partner. You're sure that they weren't referring to homicidal rage… But still. 

You looked up to Bucky, watching as he softly bit down on his lip. Without warning or much thought for that matter, you swung your leg around, purchasing yourself on his lap. You would like to believe it was with agile and ease, but the motion sent Bucky back against the bed while you fell against him, straddling his hips.

“What was-” You shushed him with your palm over his mouth, coaxing a deep moan from the back of his throat. It sent a shiver down to your core, but that was a problem for a later time. 

“I want to try something.” You breathed, pulling your hand from his lips and swifting replacing it with yours.

He reacted instantly, his hands settling on your hips as yours pulled at his hair. You melted into his touch as his tongue softly traced the bottom of your lip, deepening the kiss. You could feel his pants tightening around him as he ground his thick member against your core. He was unrelenting as you gasped for hair, pulling away and resting your forehead on his. Had it not been for the room being made entirely of glass you were sure you would have lost your pants. Honestly, you were still considering it. 

“I just wanted to know what that felt like without my life being at risk.” You spoke over heavy breaths. 

Bucky chuckled, his swollen lips turning up into a smile. “And?”

“Eh.” You shrugged, causing Bucky to gasp and he flipped your over, gaining the upper hand. His icy blue eyes, now blown with lust. You're breath caught in your throat by the new intimate position, flexing your thighs shut hard and suppressing a moan. 

“D-did you get the ‘ok’ to leave?” You stuttered, feeling your body tremble under the radiating heat of his. He nodded his head, a few loose strands of deep auburn hair falling from his bun and onto your cheek. 

You bit down on your lip, watching his chest rise and fall above you, feeling the electricity that emanate around the room. The idea that this could very well be a huge mistake crossed your mind and maybe if you were stronger you would have listened. Maybe you just didn't care anymore. Or maybe, it was possible this was exactly where you needed to be. Where you belonged. And so, without hesitation, you slid yourself out of Bucky’s grasp and pulled him down the hallway towards his room.

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A/N: As always, thank you to @cutie1365​ for just being you! Thank you for all your help with this my friend! Were almost done! Like and reblog if you enjoyed! See ya soon! 

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[kyunsies]

20 questions

thank you to my loves @memehyungwon and @theyoungflexer for tagging me <33 hugs for you two!!

1. what do you prefer to be called name wise?

my full name is mädchen but i’m a sucker for anyone who calls me mädch ;; you'll have my entire heart 🥺

2. when is your birthday?

december 4th

3. where do you live

the good ol’ us of a 

4. three things u are doing right now?

typing this!! looking out my window!! worrying about the thunderstorm coming this way soon!! (if u know me, u know i am DEATHLY afraid of storms hehe)

5. four fandoms that have piqued your interest right now?

always monsta x of course!! pentagon (universe), OnlyOneOf (idk if they have a fandom name lol) aaaaand,,,,i am always lovin’ on a.c.e, so (Choice)!!

6. how's this pandemic been treating you?

okay i guess :/ i want life to get back to normal soon tho :((

7. a song u cant stop listening to right now? 

ask me this a week ago and it would’ve been fantasia x but i’m scared i’ll get sick of it too soon so i’m pacing myself LOL;; honestly i’ve been listing to designer by OnlyOneOf and knock by astro!!

8. recommend a movie

KNIVES OUT!!! and Parasite if you haven’t already seen it, yes it is worth the hype!!  so so good wow ;; LOL ALSO @theyoungflexer i too saw the movie Lighthouse and though it WAS different and unlike anything else i’ve seen before (which i appreciate), it freaked me out for 2 days straight HAHA like i love scary stuff but,,,idk this one hit me BAD whoops :’))

9. how old are u?

21!!

10. school, university, occupation, other?

going to be a senior nursing student and uni!! 

11. do u prefer heat or cold?

HEAT BABY GIVE ME SUN. @memehyungwon to answer your question I LIKE THE HEAT hehe :-) in my climate there is approx 10 months of freezing weather and 2 months of warmth so ;_; BIG SAD (ILY NESSA this is a joke lol)

12. name one fact others may not know about u

i am only 4″11 and i want to be tall,,,,,so bad :(

13. are u shy?

honestly at heart/my true nature no i am not but, uni has changed me into a reluctant person at times and i wanna find my old me back at sometime hehe 

14. do u have preferred pronouns?

she/her!

15. biggest pet peeve?

UGH when ppl say EXpecially instead of ESpecially or when ppl say EXpresso instead of ESpresso IM SORRY BUT ITS WRONG 

16. what is your favorite ‘dere’ type?

i had to look this up LOL but i guess ‘deredere’???

17. rate your life 1-10, 1 being rlly crappy and 10 being the best it could ever be

i think it’s okay to not be content to where you are right now, as long as you have hope of being a 10 in the future!! i have had a great life with twists and turns (some recent ones which i am still coming to terms with) so im okay with saying my life is like only a 6 right now, its okie dokie!! <33

18. what’s your main blog?

dis one :)

19. list your side blogs and wha they’re used for?

none!!!

20. is there anything u think people need to know about u before becoming friends with u?

other than i am very clingy and will shove all my love down your throat!! LOL kidding,,totally not hehe but anyYWAYS!! im just out here trying to make awesome mbb friends and share my gifs to the world (which i am v insecure about for the most part) but just know that even if i don’t even know you i love you!!! very much!!!!

tagging: @ckyunoirs @pansyhorizon @softhyungkyun @haoranghae and again of course anyone else who wants to do it! as ALWAYS no pressure and pls be healthy today!! sending my love xx

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Something a little bit different for today, since it’s the lover’s days and all, me and @paraisles I can’t at them tumblr please did a writing collab for a nice and sweet Valentine’s story  Haha posting my writing for the first time here, oof  Anyyways, without further ado, enjoy! (I wrote the beginning, Jackie and Marvin’s parts)  ---------- Valentine’s day. Such a special day for some. It’s all about the love, hugs, little kisses and sweet gifts.. Right? Well.. Not for everyone. Chase woke up, opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for good 10 minutes before even considering getting up. It’s not that he even knew what day it was. He lost track of time a long time ago. And maybe it would’ve been for the best if it stayed this way. But it seemed his friends had a different plan. After eventually dragging himself out of bed, the man did his morning routine, went downstairs and to his surprise, there was a knock on his front door. With slight confusion, since he doesn’t get visitors often, he opened the door. It was the postman. “Mr. Brody?” “Um.. Y-yeah.” “A letter for you. With a special message from the person. Since she gave it to me herself.” The man cleared his throat, then started reciting said message. “My love for you is bigger than the whole universe and you’re the best dad ever, mommy said we can see you on the weekend but we wanted to give you this card earlier so you can remember how much we love you.” Chase was listening in some sort of disbelief. But a soft smile curled up his lips. “Did she really tell you all of that?” “Word to word, sir. She really insisted that I tell you that. Sweet girl.” He handed Chase the letter. “Yeah. Yeah she is. Thank you.” He said with a nod. “Have a good day, sir!” “Yeah.. You too, man.” He turned around, closing the door with a small kick, since he was too focused on looking at the letter. He went to the living room, flopping down on the couch. After opening the letter his heart skipped a beat. He forgot it’s the day. The one that reminds him of good memories, that hurt more than anything right now. He bit his lip, staring at his daughter’s handwriting. They just wanted to make the day better for him. Inside was a nice, very glittery drawing of Chase, Lily and Tommy. His two little angels. He chuckled, smiling sadly at it. With a small sigh, he got up and hung it up on the fridge. Besides the drawing, a small sweet letter was inside. He read it and couldn’t help but tear up. He misses his kids so, so much. But knowing that they still love him so much makes it hurt a bit less. Since he wasn’t sure what to do, now that he knew what day it was, he sort of sat on the couch, thinking back to everything. When did he start crying? He’s not sure. Thankfully, another knock to the door helped him snap out of it. He quickly wiped his tears away then went to open the door. Who is it this time?? “Morning, Chaser!” A familiar voice greeted him, beaming with positivity as always. “Hey, Jackie..” The father responded, with obviously not as much enthusiasm. He let the hero inside, closing the door behind him. “You’re looking a lil gloom. Bad thoughts?” He questioned, worry growing inside of him. Chase waved his hand, shaking his head. “Don’t worry.” He murmured, looking up at him. “Whaddya want?” “Well, first of all, I always worry about you. And second, I just thought I’d drop by before going to work to check up on you and all that.” He shrugged a little, smiling. “And also might’ve brought you a gift-” “Jackie-” “I know, I know, you don’t like when we spend money on you. Listen, I don’t care and I'll say it as many times as I have to for you to understand.” He reached to his hood, and pulled a small teddy bear that was holding a heart out. He grinned and handed it to the other. “Happy Valentine’s day, bro.” “….You kept it in your hoodie-” He took the bear from him, squeezing it a little. “Listen I ain’t gonna carry a cute red bag with hearts or something around when I'm in my suit, that’d just. Look odd-” The hero explained, a little pink spreading on his cheeks. “So you kept it in your hoodie.” “Yes.” Chase let out a small laugh then hugged the other. “You’re such a dumbass sometimes, but I still love you.” He muttered against his chest. Jackie happily hugged back, ruffling the younger's hair. “Love ya too, Chaser.” They stayed like that for a moment. He knew that Chase needs the comfort. But he has to go whether he likes it or not. “Alright buddy, I'll catch ya later, alright?” He said, pulling away. He put his hands on the other's shoulders, squeezing them gently. “It’ll be alright, Chase. Don’t think of it too much.” “I'll try.. Thanks, Jackie. I owe you one.” “You don’t owe me anything, bro. Just try having a good day, kay? I love ya.” He gave his friend one more smile before exiting through the window. Extra as always. He shot his grapple hook up and was gone in a flash. Chase sighed, squishing the plushie tightly. As much as he appreciated that small gesture, his thoughts were eating him up too much. He set the bear aside, noting to take it back to his bedroom later, then decided that if he wants to clear his head, he’d have to go for a walk. But first, he opened the fridge. He didn’t feel hungry. Even thought he probably should eat something. With another louder sigh, Chase grabbed a bottle of beer, closed the door, then went to the cupboards. He took out a protein bar. “Better than nothing.” And so he left his apartment, trying his best to not think about all the things that this day always brings back. Some time later, he sat at a bench in a nearby park, using his remaining motivation to take a sip from his bottle of alcohol. This day wasn’t looking too well so far, and he wasn’t very excited about it since he was alone again. In a few minutes, a young fellow started to approach him, wanting to lift the depressed male’s spirits. “JJ? How are you here?” He spoke in a low, sluggish tone to the cheerful fellow. “Marvin told me that he sensed your sadness, and he sent me to go cheer you up. Now, I’m here! What’s wrong?” JJ signed, showing a smile in return. “I’m okay, bud. Don’t worry.” The male lied, trying to cover up the alcohol that was clearly being able to control his voice’s tone. “Don’t give me that excuse. I know something’s wrong!” JJ’s facial expression became worrisome, and he started to worry. Chase knew that he couldn’t get past the ol’ chap, no matter how hard he tried. He set down his bottle and took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Alright, you caught me. Something is wrong. In fact, everything’s wrong. Stacy left me and took my kids. They don’t have a father to teach them what they need for survival in this world. I recently got evicted from my home, so now I had to get a new place to stay at. That’s what’s wrong.” Chase let out a heavy sigh once again, noticing tears stain his gray shirt, but he attempted to hide them under his hat. “Come with me, please.” JJ signed once more before he helped Chase up and walked with a hand on the capped male’s shoulder with a big ol’ smile. “Where are we going?” Chase questioned the ol’ chap, and JJ stopped walking. “Somewhere where you’ll be happy.” That was JJ’s final sign to his fellow friend before they continued walking on the bright street. After the long walk he and JJ took, the dapper man had to leave. As a goodbye, Chase gave him a long hug and some "Thank you's" then they were on their own way. The father stood there for a while. "Look at you two. So cute." A familiar, soothing voice called. Chase jumped where he stood, whipping around to look at the magician he knew far too well. His expression went from surprised, to angry, to just a little shocked. "You're going to give me a heart attack one day." Marvin chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest. "Sorry, sorry. I know I shouldn't just teleport behind people randomly." Chase rolled his eyes and sighed. "Don't give me that look, hon, you know that I only ever want the best for you." "You're not wrong there. What is it this time, though?" He questioned, tilting his head. "Well." The magician put his hand on the other's shoulder. "It's my turn to put a smile on your face, hm?" Without further questioning, he hooked their arms together and started walking. "I'm taking you out to lunch, so there's something other than alcohol in your body." "you're acting like my mom, Marv-" "Well someone has to!" The magician objected, putting his other hand in his pocket. "And if it means I'm going to mother you, then so be it." He hummed, nudging Chase's side lightly. The other chuckled softly, looking up at him. "We're gonna have some nice hours, okay? No sad thoughts, no overthinking things. Just you, me and some nice food." "That does sound appealing.. I'll give it a shot, ha." Chase always knew that Marvin was really caring. Deep down, he was the softest and kindest soul out there. He just puts on a tough face, because he knows how unkind the world is. But in all honesty, he always felt like he and the magician had a special connection. He just seemed to always know what he needed most at a certain time. And he always appreciated it more than anything. After maybe 10 minutes of walking, they got to the place Marvin wanted to take him to. "Looks cozy." "Just like you like it. Simple but cozy." He led him to one of the tables. Seems like it was reserved for them. "So, sweetheart, got any upcoming plans?" He questioned, smiling at his friend warmly. "Oh.. Um.. N-not really? At least none that I can remember." He shrugged, responding with a smile as well. "I guess I'm just kind of.. Going with the wind, y'know? Whatever comes my way, I'll take it on." He rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling. "But things aren't that bad. So.. I guess that's a nice change." Chase didn't go out all that much, so it felt a bit weird.. Being surrounded by other people. People that minded their business and didn't care about him. They didn't even see him, nor did he see them. All that really mattered right then and there was talking with Marvin. And.. It helped. It really did. He talked about surprisingly a lot. And the magician listened, gave him some advice and reassuring words. It was nice. He really did feel.. Happy. Yeah. Yeah, he felt happy. For the first time in a long time, he just let loose, forgetting about his worries. Cracking jokes every now and then, smiling, laughing. He even ate something. It was the nicest feeling of all. Carelessness, but the good type. You stop worrying just for a moment, not bothering to think of the things troubling you. Because you should live in the moment, right? And god, did he miss that. It felt like taking a breath for the first time in a long time. And that's something Chase needed. He's more than happy that he has the others in his life. He'd be so lost without them. And once they were done with their food, and talking for now, it was time to go. "You know, I really enjoyed all this." He said, smiling at the magician. “And.. Just, thanks, Marv. For helping." Before he could even say more the other crushed him in a hug. A nice, warm hug. He wrapped his arms around Marvin and hid his face in his shoulder. "Thanks for all this. Really.." "You know that it's no problem for me, sweetheart." He responded, rocking them to the sides lightly. "I love you, Chase. Don't forget about that, okay?" "How could I? You remind me about that at least twice a day." He joked, looking up at him. Marvin chuckled, kissed his forehead, then smiled. And Chase smiled back. "I love ya too. I really do." "I'll see you later, hm? Just like every other week?" "I don't have lots of plans so you know it." One more squeeze and they pulled away. "Cya around, Marv." "Have a lovely rest of the day. You deserve it." "You too, buddy. You too." And so, they both went their own way. And once Chase was back home, he didn't get lost in thought as usual. Actually, he was just thinking to all the things that happened today and how much they lifted his spirit. How nice it was to feel alive again. Henrik knew very well what this day was. It was Valentine’s Day, and he was battling some things of his own, but he shoved them all aside just for this day. A certain someone needed a check-up. “Time to visit one of my recent patients...to check on how he’s doing.” Henrik seemed a little sluggish, but that was a normal trait for him. After all, he was the best doctor in all of town. “Geez…” A thick German accent came out of his mouth, yet he walked casually down Chase’s street and quietly knocked on the door. Henrik didn’t want to disrupt his patient, so he would always be patient and knock quietly. “Henrik, what brings you here? Sure, I visit you weekly, but that doesn’t really require you to visit my house, ya know.” The capped male smiled sadly with a pity laugh. Henrik didn’t say much, but he returned the smile out of pity and entered the home. “I have come in favor of myself to ask you one thing. How are you doing? I know things have been hard with your wife and kids, but I promise that things will be better. We’re here for you. I’ve been informed that JJ, Jackie, and Marvin all cheered you up a good bit.” Henrik chuckled while sitting on the sofa with his patient beside him. “I’ve been doing fine, Henrik. they helped me with the pain a lot, actually. Their time with me helped me forget it for a while. I’m glad you visited, actually. I know that Jack’s anniversary for the channel is coming up, so if possible, could you extend the waiting hours for longer? I was wanting to visit him by myself.” Chase asked, hoping and praying that Henrik would approve of the request. “I’ll see what I can do, Chase. I promise that you’ll be able to visit him.” Henrik smiled and was given a genuine hug by Chase and returned it before he left. Chase let out a heavy sigh as he entered his littered car with one thought in mind. He only wanted to visit an old friend of his. He was able to get Henrik to extend the visiting hours for everyone, so he was able to stay longer than usual. Once he entered the hospital, he tried his best to keep his heart rate down while he asked for Jack’s real name, and arrived at the room. “Hey, buddy.” He spoke in a quiet tone with a sad smile, but all Chase wanted was for Jack to wake up. He just wanted him back, but he knew that would be a rarity of events. “Listen, if you hear me right now, just know that we’re here for you. We’ll be here for you when you wake up.” Next thing Chase knew, his hand inched over to grab Jack’s. “You know, I remember the first Valentines after Stace left. And how you spent the whole day with me and wouldn't let me even think about her for a second. I miss you buddy. I really do.. But I would lie if I said that things aren't a bit better now." Chase smiled with a sad look on his face. He missed his best friend. If anything, the others missed their best friend as well. “I’ll be back to visit you later, alright? Please...don’t forget about us and everything you’ve created. We love you and always will.” Chase placed a kiss on the limp hand before quietly leaving his seat and the dark room. He only wanted Jack to get better.

[jakganim]

(not so) daily fact anon here yO and im a fool bc i keep forgetting rip rip. BUT HEY IM HERE !!! nyways it is an actual scientific fact that you are an angel. (albeit a nasty one) but angels aren't known for their purity. in most scriptures they're mainly known for being fierce warriors but also a guardian figure. and who knows what other ppl think (also idk if u know who this is,,, bit awks if u didn't RIP) but to me you're basically that?? bc ur a 'guardian angel' to me (1/3)

Idk how to describe it but uh you give those vibes I guess? Anyyways I was thinking about this today but if I had to assign you an angel (or archangel in this case) it would be Jophiel (who’s assigned colour is yellow apparently LMAO) anyways, they represent re-discovering your own inner beauty and is the one who can teach you when you lack self-love and self-confidence. (2/3)

And supports us staying positive and assists us in slowing down and bringing calm to our lives, and heals negativity and chaos … don’t ask why I know so much about angels akjsd. And hey, maybe you don’t see yourself as that but those are the things that i associate you with (and im sure hella others can agree too) and they’re definitely what I associate you with :’) BUT HEY HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE I HOPE THE REST OF 2018 TREATS YOU WELL AND MANY GOOD THINGS HAPPEN TO YOU 😘😘💛💛💛 (3/3)

you’re back!! LOL first of all, thank you so so much, from the bottom of my teeny, tiny, little heart :’) you’ve been such a sweetheart thus far and this giant message just completely takes the cake, i’m so emO NOW. this whole archangel thing is probably one of the most interesting and sweet compliments anyone has ever given me. like ya literally went out and did your research and came in with a wholeass essay i’m CRYING. this jophiel angel sounds like a really cool archangel and i’m beyond honored and moved to be likened to this amazing figure. i’d like to believe i stand for all the things jophiel stands for. whether or not i properly convey all that is another story but i think i understand your sentiments and that’s what matters :’)) thank you. honestly. also yELLOW heck yeah.

lastly, i think you gave yourself away a long time ago but you insisted that you weren’t who i thought you were so i was like lmao ok that’s cool too. now that we’re here, hello, welcome, thank you, and i love you. you always think way too highly of me, imo, but it honestly pushes me to do better and be better. i want to be good to myself and to you and everyone around me :’)) so thank you for always motivating and inspiring me. you are a blessing!!

[artificialqueens]

My loneliness is killing you (Vatya) /Part 5/ - Polly

Authors note: Fun fact; I accidentally deleted parts of this chapter and never got them back so this was a good fast one for me until that but I ended up frustrated because of that mishap. So sorry of there are more typos than usual. Fun Fact: this chapter has twice as many words as the shortest Milky chapter. Anyyway, I hope you will all enjoy this! xx (remember when Pt. 4 didnt have trigger warnings?)

Summary: Katya and Violet are trophy wives who killed their husbands and are now together.

//Part 1// Part 2// Part 3// Part 4//

TW: mentioned murder, mentioned abuse, mentioned domestic violence, mentioned past alcoholism, corrupting another with drugs

After

Violet walked into the hotel lobby and looked back over her shoulder to thank the door man, causing her to lightly bump into someone. The man shifted slightly to look at her and Violet immediately recognized him from the courtroom. David’s father. 

 He was talking to Katya and Violet looked at her with wide eyes for a moment. She hadn’t thought that she would even see Katya again before they would reunite in France. But they had known that they were staying in the same hotel so maybe a run in had been inevitable. 

 Katya’s hair looked lighter again, it seemed like she had used the days after the the verdict had been announced to touch up her roots. 

Violet couldn’t believe that the verdict had been finalized and that technically they were free now. Katya was actually standing in close proximity to her somewhere other than a courtroom and yet there was nothing she could do about it while they were in public.

 “I think an apology would be appreciated,” David’s father spoke.

 “Oh, of course. I am sorry. After you.” Violet gestured vaguely in front of herself and smiled at him as politely as she could while also trying to not look at Katya. 

She was pretty sure that he recognized her from the courtroom but he didn’t say anything. He just huffed and started walking, Katya following him suit. Before she had started walking however she had looked at Violet with a barely noticeable smile but it made Violet’s heart soar nonetheless. 

Violet had been missing Katya dearly for the past months while only getting to see her in the courtroom. 

It was a strange sensation. She was missing someone that was right there.

The stress of the investigation had at least helped her to distract herself massively from her longing for Katya but now that most of that was behind them her feelings had been all over the place. She had been worrying about how things between her and Katya would be, if her feelings would be the same, if their move to France would work out and most of all if Katya was alright.

 Violet walked behind Katya and watched her hair swing with her every step. She found herself on the same elevator as them and looked on as Katya pushed the button for the 18th floor and turned around to Violet.

 “Which one do you need?” It was weird to have Katya speaking to her again, that hadn’t been part of the plan and Violet could tell that it was throwing off Katya too.

 “The same one. Thanks,” she said while smiling at Katya with a what she hoped would be interpreted as a polite smile by David’s father. For him it was supposed to look like her and Katya had been friends but had stopped talking to each other when David’s and Christian’s business deal had fallen through. At least that was the official storyline they were going with. 

 They got out of the elevator and Violet observed how Katya opened the door to a room that was very close to her own. She walked past them into her own room, closed the door behind herself and sat down on the bed. Her mind was racing. Katya was on the same floor as her. Only three rooms away from her. Neither of their rooms close to the security cameras filming the entry to the stairwell or the elevator. 

 Violet spent the next hours organizing the few clothes and make up items she had with her. She would have to go back to the apartment sooner or later. But the case had only been closed three days ago and Violet had only been allowed back into the apartment since today. She had meant to go there today but then Christian’s ex-wife and their kids had invited her for the most awkward lunch of Violet’s life after Christian’s will had been read. 

She glanced at her phone. 9 pm. She walked towards the window and looked outside, thinking about a few rooms down Katya had the same view of the city.

 Violet started walking towards the door, thinking about how she shouldn’t. They were not supposed to see each other until Marseille, just to be safe. But there was no police, no cameras, no one who would know around. 

 She was usually strong willed but the past weeks had been so stressful and emotionally draining and she just had to know that Katya was okay.

And then there she was, opening the door. And her blonde hair was wet and she was only in a bathrobe. But she was here. They were both here and there were no cameras or judges or detectives around and Violet leaped into Katya’s arms, vaguely noticing Katya pushing the door shut before wrapping her arms tightly around Violet.

 Violet pressed her entire body against Katya’s, pulling her as close as possible and her wet hair was unpleasantly cold and she must have started using a different shampoo because she smelled different but this was Katya. Katya. Katya. Katya.

 Violet tried to get even closer, pressing her face painfully hard into Katya’s neck and feeling tears leaving her eyes. It felt like all the tension and stress was slowly falling from her.

 She felt Katya’s hand stroking over Violet’s back over and over again, almost like as if she had to make sure that she was really there.

 “I was hoping that you would be dumb enough to come here.” Katya’s voice was muffled by Violet’s shoulder but she could practically hear the smile anyway.

 Violet softly pushed away from Katya to look at her, moving her hand over the wet trail the tears had left on her face. 

 “Are you okay?” Katya whispered while her hand softly stroked over Violet’s bottom lip. Violet smiled at her and just nodded. Katya let out a relieved breath and she was really here and she was so beautiful.

 She moved her face back into Katya’s neck and pulled her closer again, not wanting to let go yet. 

 “How are you?” Violet whispered against Katya’s skin. She had been so worried about Katya and whether she was safe. Katya not being okay had slowly but surely been consuming Violet’s every thought for the past three days. She had been obsessing over Katya possibly crying herself to sleep, of the guilt getting to her, of her starting to drink again, of her not taking care of herself.

 “I am fine.” Katya’s voice still had a smile in it and Violet felt herself soften into the hug.

  She was fine. She was fine. She was fine.

Before

The next morning Katya didn’t come down for breakfast and Violet wasn’t sure if she should be asking David about it but before she could make a decision Maureen started talking.

“Will Katya not be eating?” She directed at David. There was a slight pause before he answered.

“She isn’t feeling well. She needs to rest,” and Violet looked at Maureen who just smiled and nodded.

“Well, let’s hope she will get better soon,” she said before continuing with her search for her sunglasses in her bag. 

Violet however looked at David. Where Maureen didn’t pick up the weird tone in David’s voice Violet certainly did. She stared at him and noticed that he was trying to avoid her gaze. 

She sat in the kitchen, her hands around a hot cup of coffee, and watched as the others were getting ready for their day of skiing.

“Violet, darling,” Lilian cooed while standing by the door. “You should really learn how to ski so you can come.”

Violet politely smiled. “Maybe I will next time. Have fun.” She waved after her when she started walking towards the car and kept on waving until the cars started moving. Once they had left the premise she slammed the door shut and ran up the stairs to burst into Katya’s and David’s room without knocking. 

Katya’s back was turned towards her but something told Violet that she was not asleep. 

“Katya?” She whispered, not getting a reaction. She walked towards the bed and put a hand on Katya’s shoulder and kneeled down next to the bed.

Katya shuffled lightly, the blanket up to her face, and turned around to face Violet. “Hey,” she whispered weakly. She looked so tired.

Violet pushed some hair out of her face and looked at her concerned. “Are you…. will you be okay?”

Katya let out a bitter laugh. “I’ll be fine, Violet.” And the way she said her name sent a shiver down Violet’s spine but not in a good way. She didn’t know how to reply so they just looked at each other for a moment; Katya with a blank expression and Violet with furrowed brows. 

“Do you want to come downstairs? I’ll make you coffee and maybe we could watch a movie or something?” She tried to speak in a gentle voice and stroked over Katya’s hair again while she waited for her to answer. 

Katya blinked at Violet. “Maybe later.”

Violet let out a sigh. “Alright. Well, I’ll be downstairs.” Katya just nodded and turned back around. Violet stood back up and walked towards the door, turning around to look back once she reaches it but Katya still has her back turned to Violet.

She had just started cleaning the kitchen since there really wasn’t anything better to do when she heard footsteps on the stairs. A few moments later Katya was hugging Violet from behind and her face was against Violet’s back and Violet can feel her hot breath against her skin.

She put her hand on top of Katya’s and interlaced their fingers for a moment. “Let’s watch a movie. I’ll make coffee.“

While Violet had made the coffee, Katya had gotten them blankets, had seated herself down on the sofa and had pulled her hair up into a loose. Violet almost dropped the cups when she saw her neck. It was almost completely red, some places more so than others and Violet could basically watch the bruises building. 

She placed the cups on the table and sat down next to her. “What happened?”

Katya gave her a side glance. “You know what happened.“ She huffed when she saw Violet’s face. „ Don’t look so surprised, I saw the bruises on you yesterday." 

She pushed Violets shorts up a bit and put her hand down on Violet’s leg, each finger resting on a small bruise. But Katya’s hands were smaller than Christian’s so it looked like there were deep purple outlines around her fingers and Violet had to suppress the urge to push her hand off. 

„Well, it’s not like he’s trying to kill me though.”

“He wasn’t trying to kill me! And at least David isn’t forcing his dick into my vagina.” Violet blinked at Katya surprised for a moment, she didn’t know how Katya had gotten that idea. She moved away from her slightly.

“It’s not… it’s not like that. He’s my husband.”

Katya threw her hands up in surrender. “So? Doesn’t make it okay.” She gestured between Violets leg and her own neck. “None of this is okay.”

“Well, what are you gonna do about it, sweetie pie?” Violet let out in an annoyed voice. She didn’t know why she was acting so defensive, her battle wasn’t with Katya. But every time Christian’s body was looming over her own she felt so small and defeated. And she wasn’t doing anything about it and she was so angry at herself for it. But somehow that anger was directing itself at Katya. Who did she think she was to judge Violet for her actions, or rather non-actions when she herself wasn’t doing anything either.

Katya let out a frustrated groan before dragging her hands over her face. “Just for the record. There’s a lot of things I would like to do about it.”

Violet let out a defeated sigh. “But you’re not gonna.”

“No. I’m not.” They both stared ahead and didn’t say anything and Violet was frustrated because she didn’t want to be reminded about her marriage and she was worried about Katya and sad because she didn’t want to spend the few hours she had with her with fighting.

She lifted the corner of the blanket Katya was under up and pressed her body to Katya’s. 

“Sorry,“ she softly said after a moment and Katya let out another sigh before placing her arm around Violet, pulling her closer.

“It’s not your fault, Violet.“ Her voice was soft but she looked deep in thought. Violet let out a sigh. There really was a lot of sighing today.

“I just hope that Christian will be too exhausted for sex again. He was yesterday and it was awesome,“ Violet said. Katya smiled at her while stroking through Violet’s hair.

“Just tell him that you have a vaginal yeast infection.“ Violet looked up at her with big eyes before considering it. That might actually work. Christian already freaked out when Violet said anything about her period. He was pretty disgusted by vaginas if he couldn’t use them for sex. And even then Violet couldn’t recall a time he hadn’t just mindlessly hammered his penis inside her. It wasn’t sex to her, it was merely a chore.

“At least I don’t have to worry about that with David,“ Katya continued.

“How come?�� Violet asked while her hand rested on Katya’s stomach.

“I put testosterone blockers in his food.“ 

“What?!“ Violet moved her head from Katya’s chest and was looking her into the eyes.

“He can’t get an erection anymore. It’s pretty convenient. Plus it makes him feel emasculated which is just an added bonus.“ She explained it like it wasn’t her corrupting him with drugs and Violet wasn’t sure why Katya shared the fact that she committed a felony with her. But Violet had seen the dark bruises on Katya’s hip bones and upper legs. She softly stroked over them.

“Seems fair,“ she said before pressing a small kiss to Katya’s lips.

[2seoke]

BEst writers?

In no particular order bcz they are all breathtakingly amazing when it comes to writing :3 ! ! ! !

HERE THEY ARE :D

@syugatae JEN IS THE CUTEST ON THIS PLANET OK I FINALLY GOT TO TALK TO HER AND IT MADE MY ENTIRE WEEK HER WRITING IS JUST INDESCRIBABLE PLZ GO READ “CHANGE YOUR MIND” YOU WONT REGRET IT EVER EVER EVER BCZ HERE I AM TODAY SCREAMING ABT HER FOR A GOOD. FUCKING. REASON. (when i swear you know its real af) NAND SHES WRITING SMTH SOON (IDK IF PPL SHOULD KNOW? IMS ORRY IM TRYING TO PROMOTE UR BEAUTIFUL EINSTEIN ASS) LMO

@war-of-hormoan OK, LISTEN UP. RAM LITERALLY DESTROYED MY BIAS LIST LMAO LADIES AND GENTLEMAN SHES. THE. REASON. HOBI. IS. MY. BIAS. WRECKER. NOW. IM NOT SHITTING ANYONE. RAM IS THE ONLY REASON HOBI IS WHERE HE IS @ TODAY (THAT BOY GIVES ME F E E L S THAT NO ONE ELSE DOES) ANYW YASYAS “ASHES’ IS THE BEST THING THAT’S EVER HAPPENED TO ME AND I DONT REGRET HOBI BEING MY BABY DID I THANK YOU YET MY LOVE BCZ HIS ASS OWNS MINE AND I CANT WAIT FOR THE UPDATE??///////?//??? (take your time tho ily)

@dailydoseofdia OMGOMGOMG OMGOGOMG OGMOGMOGM DIA. WHERE DO I EVEN START WITH YOU. THIS GIRL IS THE SWEETEST THING EVER ENGLISH AND FRENCH AS LANGUAGES COMBINED DONT HAVE ENOUGH WORDS TO DESCRIBE HOW MUCH I LOVE HER SHE SENDS ME LIL MESSAGES AND HER UPDATES AND I READ AND REBLOG EVERYTIME BCZ HER WRITING STYLE IS JUST –UGH (see what i mean i cant even explain)

@queenjunghoseok my hope. my angel. my JEN SHE WAS PART OF MY SQUAD A LOOOONG TIME AGO AND WELL I STILL LOVE HER AND I STILL READ ALL HER STUFF SECRETLY AND TELL PPL TO GO FOLLOW HER IN SECRET WITHOU- wait. did i just rat myself out… LMAO anyYWayS if anyone deserves more followers, its my baby: jen

@jungblue taytay? she’s beyond AMAZING. I’ve been following her for about a year now and her progress and intricacy is just fucking incredible at this point: THIS GIRL DESERVES- IDEK WHAT SHE DESERVES BECAUSE NOTHING IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR HER THE WAY SHE PLAYS WITH WORDS??? HELL? THE WAY SHE USES WORDS? THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE DOESNT USE HER, SHE USES THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE I SWEAR… PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GO read “FUTURE HEARTS” YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHAT YOURE MISSING (TAYTAY LOVE ME)

@yoonminnings vivi? vivi is simply my vivi. Ive been through a lot with her and i literally pray for her every night thats how much she means to me… when I realized she wrote pics…. oh good lord i swear I DIDNT EAT OR SLEEP FOR A WEEK STRAIGHT BECAUSE I NEEDED TO reAD ALL THE FICS I HADNT READ YET lmao YALL DONT REALIZE HOW MUCH I HATED MYSELF THAT WEEK BUT THATS HOW GOOD SHE IS… I STOPPED MY DAILY SCHEDULES TO CTACH UP ON EVERYTHING (if that doesn’t tell you smth IDEK WHAT WILL @ this point :’)

@bangtanhmu winnie :3 she honestly makes one of the best texts in this entire goddamned website LMAO my gurl got 1k followers… in one week…. lMAO BYE SEE WHAT I MEAN HWQICGQEOGQOWV and I know she isn’t a writer but I just H A D to mention her efhiekclibILwb ilySM LOVE STAY HEALTHY DONT UPDATE TOO MUCH (its a problem rlly she loves her followers so much updates faster than lightning) 

@jungkxook ALY. ALY ALY.……… lmao all i have to say abt her is she ruined me in half…. :) (i still hate you for “arranged love” because the pain was excruciating) but other than that LIFE IS GREAT GO FOLLOWER HER BEAUTIFUL ASS (ILY BABE DONT BE MAD @ ME U KNOW HOW GOOD UR WRITING IS DONT FUKCEN DENY IT) :) NOTHING BUT SYMPATHY FOR YOU :) :0:):):))0;)):;0;):); and my BROKEN HEART :):)::):):);0):);00:):

@inktae tbh I thought she was gonna delete and I almost started crying BUT THEN SHE SAID NO AND I ALMOST THREW A PARTY LMAO BBY tbh when I’m sad mari’s blog is like the first one i always check because…. idk tbh… my fingers jus tap her url OUT OF NOWHERE :) LMAOO her guys… look… even my subconscious is telling you to follow and read her entire master list… hehe…:)::):):):):) (GOD I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOURE THE BEST NEVER STOP WRITING)

@knjns my goddess, my seoul, my everything. She knows who she is, and how much she means to me, and truthfully no matter how much I write on here it’ll never ben enough to express myself. So, I’ll keep it extra short: I love you. Her writing? A whole different story. The way she manipulates words still scares me sometimes because the amount of feels I get from her fics is just -idek- astonishing. she deserves every follower and more.

@tayegi SHE HATES JEON BUT LETS BE HONEST SHE’D DIE FOR HIM. ok, now that I got that out of the way…. LU IS THE BEST :) (lmao don’t hate me) “ROOMMATE” AND “TINDER 2.0″ AND ‘IN BLOOM” AND “EQUILIBRIUM” d o you know how many times I’ve read them? think of a number. now, multiply it to the 10^9. I swear this chick aint human, her smut style is just astounding.. to a point where she gets 3k for one fic LMAO GUYS PLEASE GO SEE HER (then again who doesn’t know her/???? LOL) YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING! NEVER STOP AND TAKE YOUR TIME WITH UPDATES IF YOU EVER DECIDE TO BLESS US WITH ONE!

@hobibliophile Last but DEFINITELY NOT fucking LEAST, jules. JUJU. she has many names but her main one is “goddess of fan fiction” I swear this chick is part of the avengers or smth, not with the way she maneuvers words….. also idk her personality in her tags reminds me of Downey Jr.  and omfg I rlly hope thats not a bad thing or smth bcz I love him ANYWAYS BAKC TO JUJU!!!!!— WAIT. OMG. JUJU ON THAT BEAT. JUJU ON THAT BEAT. DID I JUST- WHT TEH FUK WHY AM I LIKE THIS……………..WQHCWBUWUW nANYWYAS tbh i came for the tags for jules, and I stayed for the talent. “Dick-stractions”?? omg I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY.. NAMJJOON…..HES MY WRCKER TOO DID YOU KNOW THAT FIC MADE HIM GO UP BCZ OF YOU? YOURE ALSO THE REASON A BOY WENT UP MY BIAS LIST……. PLEASE GO READ HER E N T I R E MASTERLIST SHE DESERVES GOD himself COMING DOWN KISSING HER CHEEK

These are the people at the top of my head and that I regularly read from, of course there are many more out there :3 plz enjoy them all theres a reason they are on this list!