#carol im coming to your house and STEALING something

[bloodtwin]

hi hi everybuddyyy, i will probably be less active this weekend bc i am going to visit carol of iago darlington oc creator fame YAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[fkyumerica]

each area, circles on the map, to have their kids take care of their kids they left and the rest of them

how tall is she, how big is her head. She got to mate with all those giants then go giant. They made another big fucking everyone whore. Does she put her pussy on their hair too? Yea. Cupid area was they mated with the infants. Anyways. Kentucky ground. Wire. Blow it up.

is that carol. "my opponent" mama right im your mama. stfu and die.

she was running around at the neurologist office

cailigulaaaaaaaaaaa

she was taller than him

holy sht

and

cupid guard

chop off her legs

like in the mummy

holding onto a infant to fuck it

on her back

bent knees

hahahah robo

i googled legs chopped off the mummy

images

now jump

it was the group in the coliseum in the gladiator leading it, knew about it

the groups to kill

the rest was family didnt know or whoever went in it

wtf I wanna be that bitch again. him or her or who. the noroi guy. then full house after. her whole family to let out a bug. then bug houses the rest of the day. after. noam chomski.

uggghh

the water rape

to tko

gtfo

glenis

dead kennedy

yea we raped them

whole group on the ground

alive still

come back the next day begging

why why why

give me something

wtf

queer

make a punk concert

theyre in it

and push you down

wtf my ass

didnt have a kid

and

conceited

i know i got the biggest ass

good here too

alix said they used these

float

invincible

can do it again

cheat rob steal and fuck in your house

kids take it out of it

and if they hand me it i take it in and fucking mess up with it too new mom and dad in here whoa im new and come back and hit them

again

whaa

got the sex

good too

kids says the got the sex good too part

and we married hah take a picture

arm around the kid

her

too

dick

we can find the map to get her too (giant)

and all of it

see the blood man

after mating with 18 see his skull to crack. and they would number off. and his arms out after.

not knowing what any of it is

send it to mar ch again

it is march

once a year wtf go

rain

guitar

see the blood man

who

oo

ahhhhhhh

no fear

we live

so cute her

i do her

and terror

send cuer

wtf

85

one alert for sex

and they all fuck

heard it

kennedy

you and me

take her to, any leg surgery, i dunno i like it

and

went

to

march

i live this long

then sleep

come on

bed

a lot of the world that stayed was just short. and whoreing parties around the world you wanna go? mating was it.

theres the noroi kid

he had no eyes

and

the girl,, her head would go all the way back

isnt decapitated

like it was fabric or something cardboard cut out

and

a giant too

hwo to catch them

part of a litter, she was

her face was the ET

she was a giant

the grudge one

and kept inbreeding, for them to win

that was the point

have a kid throw it in the window

it is that big people go to it

they used the camera to edit their facess

of seecurity cameras

she only shows up when she is giving birth

or puts her son in her

it was her husband

any relative is

there were 44 of her with those faces

senritsu kaiki file kowasugi file 1 operation capture the slit they put face masks on them

it is like reverse bear trap

no shes alive

they will push in their molars to go in their eyes

they are shreks

they take a eye donation of a dead relative

i can draw it

cappa why

hahaha

i got my hair flower in the mail today

it is big

its so pretty i love it

now i gotta sew on the collar

and moddel it

shrek and fiona

she is as big as the garage next door

the neighbor will get them to leave

chris keeps saying no let them over

and thinks they are her kids

to attack me

for anything hahaha

her leader

no

what

well fuck your bear child

WTF was that

WTF was that

GIVE ME YOUR TRASH BAG

these guys did fk their moms

punch her head backwards

dad would drag her

and

shes knocked out

dead

i can fuck her

so her son would

and dad would hold her head and go oh no

so the whole area

would hop

and wtf i cant figure this out

woman didnt talk to her

or him

so they fucked as they wanted

anyone

and kids dump them on her she wants me to teach it

so they shit it out on her

and in too

rapists

abortion to in you

uma

make ghost noise

see i dont go back

make the noise for me to take my kid back

and shes my kid

go walk

hits her i dunno its her

her son would

for her to get raped by everyone

even cared

kids infants toddlers in their arms

sit it on her

flip it around its her

and the sons stay short she hits them on top of the head

she hits her son

and

the mom

and the dad

but super giant

dan and katie

her just born

grandparents

find her

and

again she gave birth 8 times

funny to her not to you, his mother is the one on the right or big boy raped him got him drunk or drugged him right before he said it

lied to a whole town

tommy lee

me and my whole family

the actor

and boomers was this

midget night

edit for grease

they took all the buildings

insane

huge skulls

midgets

clockwork

and

sun

wont be a dad them neither

and their moms

next to them huge too

or gay what is it

ewoks wasnt it

but hits them too to go giant

one on the ground

top of its head in

no cone head

wont set out cones either

wooo

planet of the apes said put it in the garbage, they arent even their word of the lord.

Wed 8:00 PM

they let out mass dope, empty right? the whole house

hole

you know you live young over 400 years

and the old men who fuck no face girls

and those guys to whoreing girls

haha joke

infant what

abortion

happened

fucked old men too wo ho ho hot

abandon house whoa.. uhhh

mmmm

they will just go in and fuck

and hey who wants to live here give her a play house

and school

yea amanda bye

shes et

and no face mask

they were c ommercials so no one moves south

or out

already our family did

i was nice once

to my state no

leaave

hell yea

and go to the map area where the land, have kids again, and float, and just leave wtf ever it flooded float to mee I feel my child make a church and it ended there, we found them, and news too woo hoo tubing the kids mated. Pregnant or not. I dunno leave it. The mummy guy said it. And movie get money go. Move in college area. Why build another one no one else moved in yet.

he brings over the kid after he fucks it

party fowl

it was alawys that if you party you cant bring it with you

oh and caught, oh and caught

tale of gregor, guys caught, suicidal, kill it too. marilyn manson

him hating everyone, is him. the whole time. curtis

im gay i can be your daughter- murder that obsessed italy, i am obsessed

gwen stefani/destiny- no im not you, yea she did it, hi

[starlight-starwrites]

Dave with someone who doesn't like children but loves murder

i watched equalizer 2 for you. you better appreciate this.

under the cut: hc for dave in an equalizer 2 au! i’d rewrite the whole movie if i thought it was something worth salvaging but alas. warnings include a conversation with children and a little side of murder (not descriptive, and not the children--i really should get better at the way i say things).

-you’ve worked with dave for a while. you know about his spec ops past, the rough transition from soldier to nothing. the stress it put on his marriage.

-the two of you had never been close beyond the boundaries of work. but when dave’s marriage finally collapses, suddenly he’d much rather be at work.

-you talk him through it, go out for drinks with him and the guys. he isn’t as much devastated as he is...lost. there is no custody battle, carol decided the divorce was for the best, but she knew dave still loved being a father.

-a part of you feels bad for telling him to just leave them all behind. getting to see his girls was the bright spot of his week. you don’t get it, but you support him.

-you honestly don’t know how it happened. he came to you to talk. suddenly when he put his hand on your back, he just left it there. for you, grabbing his arm became holding his arm.

-it was comfortable, a new sort of flirting between friends and ‘comrades in arms’. the other guys noticed it. they kept their mouths shut, but their faces said it all.

-drinks with the guys became ‘let’s get out of here’ and ‘i know a better place’. it was just the two of you and the heavy settling feeling of ‘i want you’. and then it was just the two of you and nothing in between--mouths pressed together, him crushing your chest to his, you settling in his lap.

-neither of you discussed it. you cared for him, you knew he cared for you. you didn’t feel like a rebound, but you knew he couldn’t commit to something right now. you didn’t mind. you had him when you wanted him and that was all you needed.

-there were only subtle changes. any missions you were assigned, you went together, he had always had your back, but this time it was more charged. you didn’t miss the way he stared after you killed, didn’t miss the way he pulled you closer when the job was done.

-you never met his family, weren’t sure you wanted to. dave didn’t bring it up, so you weren’t going to either.

-you had been assigned a new job, and dave was coming to pick you up. you often let your partner drive, so when you see his suv pull up, you keep reading the instructions while you step in and sit down.

-“we’ve got his schedule already and a perfect point for contact, i can’t imagine the job would take more then half an hour before we can just silence--” you hear giggling. dave clears his throat.

-when you slowly look up from your phone you see dave’s face, eyes pleading with you. you turn your head to see two girls in the back, blushing smiles on their faces. “hiiiiiii.....”

-you respond as cordially as you are able. “the fuck?”

-dave reacts as though you had smacked him, reaching over to grab at you and you have to fight yourself to refrain from saying ‘shit sorry’. you try to do damage control. “i mean, good afternoon, girls...”

-he looks at you in warning. you wince and mouth ‘sorry’ hoping it will suffice. he just shakes his head before introducing you to his daughters. “this is molly, and alice is holding the stuffed hamster.”

-“his name is mr. stuffins!” she holds him up so he can wave at you. you smile and bite back ‘how unoriginal’.

-“that’s very cute” you say. you smile at dave, trying to take it all in stride and suppressing the panic in your eyes. the car ride carries on like that, the girls are thankfully talkative enough that you can get away with saying nothing but ‘that’s so cool’ ‘really?’ ‘how fun’.

-it’s not until the last leg of the ride they start to turn their attention to you. ‘how do you know dad?’ ‘we’re coworkers’ ‘what do you do?’ ‘...administration’ ‘what does that mean?’ ‘i fix peoples problems’ and so on

-they’re easy enough to dodge, and when you all finally pull up to carol’s house, you’re about ready to scream in relief. dave is parking when the fateful question is asked.

-“are you daddy’s new girlfriend?”

-you spit out your coffee.

-before you even think about responding, dave jumps in to save you, hopping out of the car and pulling open the rear door. “okay! we’re here girls, come on grab your things. you’re backpack is open, molly. don’t forget mr. stuffins, alice. let’s go, your mom is waiting.”

-he gets them moving, zipping them up, snatching their things and herding them along with an efficiency you have to admire. the girls chorus a “byeee” to you and as dave walks them up, you share a look.

-you see carol briefly come out the door, and the girls wave to their father before running inside. the two share a word for a moment, see his ex-wife look at the car before going back in and dave starts back to you.

-he gets in the car and starts it, but makes no move to drive away. you sit in silence and you wonder if he wants to say something. if you should say something. you to look at him, mouth open to speak, and he does the same. you both immediately look forward again.

-you know he knows how you feel about kids. you wonder if this will change anything. he looks at you again and this time you let him speak.

-“listen, im sorry about this. i would have told you but it was very last minute--” and now you feel guilty. this was his family, and he was worried he made you uncomfortable.

-you reach forward and press your fingers to his lips. “dave, honey, do not apologize. it’s okay, really. i know you care a lot about them.” you smile when he relaxes. “you’re good with them.”

-he returns the smile. “thank you. and thank you for putting up with them, i know they can ask a lot of questions.” you grimace a bit at that. “you were nice.” he whispers against your fingertips. you try to forget the last question his daughters had asked.

-“they...weren’t so bad” you say. you smile so your nose wrinkles, and his eyes drift down to your lips. you think maybe if you weren’t idling in front of his family’s house he would have kissed you. “now come on,” you wiggle your phone at him. “we’ve got a name to cross off.”

-that evening when the mark is caught, when you put a bullet at the base of his skull and dave catches him before he falls to the ground, dragging him into a back alley and you snatch his wallet, you feel that familiar sense of purpose wash over you again. you have your partner at your side, and when you meet his eyes in the darkness, you know that things are fine between you.

-he has that glint he always does after a job well done--part admiration, part desire.

-when you walk away down the street, his arm comes around your waist, and he stops you for a moment. its empty and quiet here, only the occasional passing car. the street lamps cast a glow to the foggy night.

-he pulls you so you’re face to face, and you reach up to adjust his beanie so just a bit of hair pokes out. he looks good in leather.

-he says your name soft and quiet, and you meet his eyes. “i meant what i said earlier. thank you, really.” you want to protest, that it’s something so silly he shouldn’t have to thank you for, but he shushes you. “i’ve just been thinking and...well, I...”

-and you think you know what he’s doing. your fingers dance along his jaw and his hands come to move up and down on your arms. you interrupt him before he even gets to what he’s trying to say. “will you go out with me? for real this time?”

-his eyes widen, hands stopped. and then he laughs, tugs you closer and touches his forehead to yours. “yeah. yeah, i’ll go out with you. for real this time.” he leans in and presses his lips to yours. it’s not a sweet kiss, nor is it hungry. its the reassuring kiss of someone who knows you, and cares about you anyway.

-“good” you say. “because i know a 24 hour diner just a few blocks from here, and then you can tell me everything you’ve been thinking.”

-he smiles before kissing you once again. as you head to the diner, you keep your arms wrapped around each other, guns tucked into the back of your pants. you laugh when he holds the door open for you, and you tease him for ordering breakfast at 11 pm. he smiles when you fix his hat hair, and rolls his eyes when you steal food from his plate.

-and you say yes when he asks you to be his girlfriend. for real this time.

[crewhonk]

Sunshine

Cop!Bucky X Reader

In which your best friend, Maria Rambeau goes into labour on your couch and the freeway has other plans to get you to the hospital

Warnings: Swearing, Traffic, labouring mother, fluff, cop!beefy!bucky, im suffering from intense baby fever this is pretty self indulgent, GREYS ANATOMY SPOILERS

Words: 3.5K

@nomadsgrogers i tagged you now you have to name yours and seb’s first daughter after me

Your knuckles were white with the grip you had on the steering wheels of your Jeep, the engine purring louder as you pressed your sneakered foot harder on the gas and passed several cars very illegally. You could feel the sweat beading at your temples and you heart pounding in your ears, blood rushing to them in a roar not loud enough to block out the screaming from your passenger side seat. 

Maria Rambeau had come over to your house earlier that day— something not uncommon from one of your best friends, and you greeted her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek and a whispered hello to her swollen stomach. You, Maria and Carol, had served in the Airforce in your late teens and early twenties both you and Maria had left to pursue goals which were just a little closer to Earth. She had curled up on your couch, barely hiding her discomfort as you handed her an iced tea— made just the way she liked. She had just been about to lift the glass to her lips when there was a sound of rushing water and she doubled over, pain electrocuting her body so deep it felt like the marrow in her bones was frying. 

You had immediately busted into action, quelling your tears of fear as you sprinted to your room for a change of clothes that may fit the very pregnant and soaked woman on your couch while yelling at her to time the spaces between her contractions. 

So, you were in the jeep now, racing down the freeway and drumming your fingers over the steering wheel, shushing Maria as she tried once again to apologize for ruining your couch. 

“Maria if you apologize once more I’m going to steal the birth certificate and change the name to dark roast coffee. Stop, I can get a new couch.” You bit, clenching your jaw as you swept back into the lane you were supposed to be. You thought you saw a flash of a middle finger but you genuinely couldn’t care less as the screaming woman in your car took precedence over all else. 

“Did you call Carol, yet?” You asked, trying to attempt to take your friends mind off the pain rocketing through her body. 

“Yeah, when you were in the bedroom. I think she screamed and swore and I’m pretty sure she said she was on her way to Brooklyn General. You know how she gets when she’s excited.” Maria smiled tiredly as the pressure lifted from her stomach. She sat back and patted the swell of her belly and looked down at it fondly. “You better calm down in there, soldier. Mama needs to get to the hospital before you meet her.”

“Yeah, and I already gotta get my couch replaced, I can’t afford to get the bloodstains out of the car.” You joked, winking over to Maria. 

“I’m sorry!” She cried, laughing before gasping as the felt another contraction build in her stomach. Instead of replying you just laughed and pressed your foot harder to the gas. 

___________________________

It was another five minutes of speeding down the highway when you merged onto the freeway and found yourself at your first problem. 

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god this is not normal!” Maria pressed her forehead against the dash and you looked over worriedly before placing your hand on her back and rubbing it in soothing circular motions. 

“I’m pretty sure it is.” You hummed, noticing the there were a lot of red tail lights ahead and slowed down the jeep, flinching when you heard a low moan erupt from somewhere in Maria’s throat. 

“Shut up yes it is.” She growled, biting her forearm to stifle her keens of pain. There was a moment of silence before the contraction passed and she looked over at you, eyes tired and regretful “Sorry for saying that.”

“Stop apologizing. You’re literally in labour. You could say anything and I wouldn’t be offended.” You hummed, brows furrowing as you tried to see if you could fit in the space between the cars and the blockade to see if you could bypass the traffic. 

Nope. 

“No, no, no. What is this traffic, are you kidding me?” Maria cried when she looked up. You pressed your lips together and pulled over as far to the side as possible. You clicked the seatbelt and looked at Maria very seriously. 

“Do. Not. Leave. This car.” You said, pointing your finger in her face. Maria looked like she would like nothing more than to bite it clean off. Instead of giving your best friend the satisfaction, you opened the door and stepped out of the car. 

“Y/N. Bitch! Where the fuck are you— OWWWW!” She keened and you hesitated to leave her alone. Instead of doing so, you kicked on a car door beside you and alerted the car of young adults to your presence. The driver smiled politely and turned down the music before rolling down the window and smiling. 

“What’s up, Miss?” He was cute. Young, innocent, perfect for guarding a labouring soon-to-be mother. 

“Y/N. Call me Y/N, please.” You dug in your bag and pulled out your wallet, giving them each as much cash as you could before asking them; “Would you mind watching my very best, labouring friend while I go and see if I can get us a ride to the hospital, please?” You begged. His eyes widened and he looked at his round friend and beautiful, but very nerdy friend before stuttering out an affirmation. 

“Great, her name is Maria. I’ll be back in five minutes.” You rushed before beginning the short jog up to the front of the jam. There were a few police cars guarding the wreckage and you winced at the sight of crushed metal before running to the nearest cop car and leaning forward to rest your hand on your need and catching your breath. 

“Ma’am, are you okay?” A grumbly voice sounded above you and you shot up, hands on your back and a tired smile on your face. All was very well until your eyes landed on his beautiful, gorgeous, almost offensive face. His hair was hidden with a combination of black police hat and bun, a light sprinkling of scruff on his strong jaw and crooked nose between two very intense eyes. There was a gap in his eyebrow due to a scar and his rough appearance had your knees weak. 

“I— um. Yeah. I’m fine. How— how are you?” You tried to smirk and lean against the cruiser, remembering why you were there before straightening up. 

“I’m fine?” He replied, a smirk on his face and eyes thoroughly amused. Sure, he had been flirted with on the job before, but not in this situation and most certainly not by someone who took his very breath away. “What can I help you with?”

Right. 

“I— I have a friend back there and she is trying to stop herself from pushing a watermelon-sized human out of a space which is not watermelon sized.” You blushed as if you were in fifth grade and just hearing about the works of childbirth for the first time again. God, why did the first cop that helped her need to be a walking Adonis? A very, very amused Adonis. No way it was legal to wear a uniform that seemed to be ripping at the seams trying to keep muscles on muscles at bay. 

“Jesus.” He swore, looking around and seeing that all of his coworkers were busy. “I— okay, where is she?” 

_________________________

You and officer James “Bucky” Barnes, as you learned his name was, jogged back t your parked car, all three teenagers had since piled into the jeep and were trying their very best to quell the pain Maria felt shaking her to her very soul. The tiny kid looked as if he was going to explode if Maria squeezed his hand any tighter. At the sight of you, each teenager relaxed into their seats and smiled at you when you pulled open the passenger side door. 

“Hey, soldier.” You smiled, wiping Maria’s curly bangs from her forehead. She looked up slowly, as if in a daze and offered you a weak smile. 

“Did you know these kids are going to graduate top of their class at Midtown?” She hummed, looking back fondly at them. The pain was making her delirious and you blinked stupidly as you heard Maria’s giggles turn into a low moan of pain. 

“Hey, Maria, shhh. You’re okay, you’re safe.” You pulled her head to rest in the crook of her neck and looked back at Officer Barnes who looked a little too pale to be normal. She clutched your sides, pulling your shirt up to dig her nails into the soft skin of your waist, crying low not the safe crook of your neck. He knew right now really wasn’t the best time, but he’d be damned if the sight of your waist covered in long, dark claw marks make some of the blood drain from his brain to his stomach.  

Once the contraction passed, you pulled her chin so she would look at you and you spoke very slowly. The gentleness and care you showed for the people in your life made Bucky’s heart swell and he had to very much remind himself that he was, in fact, at work.

“This if Officer Barnes. He’s going to take us to the hospital, okay?” You hummed, staking her hair and smiling softly when she leaned into your touch. Seeing this side of Maira was rare, but you were living for every minute of it. 

“M’kay.” You took her hand and helped her down from the car, the teens taking the hint and exiting the car, all but the small boy climbing into the old beater. Maria’s knees buckled once she tried to put weight on them, and Bucky acted swiftly, catching her and stopping her into his arms as if she weren’t a heavily pregnant woman, and, at the very most, just a toddler throwing a tantrum. 

Fuck.

The boy walked to stand next to you as Officer Barnes began walking away, in the same state shock as you were right now. 

“He’s like, a real-life Hollywood superhero, huh?” He muttered, patting you on the shoulder. You nodded before turning to him and wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. 

“Thank you for everything you’ve done today. You’re a good kid— whoever raised you did a bang-up job.” You smiled, and he flushed bright red, sheepishly looking down at his feet briefly before pulling his phone from his back pocket. 

“I— would it be okay if I gave you my number? I just— I wanna know what happens.” You blinked before a wide smile spread across your face, handing him your own phone and waiting for him to give it back. When he did you looked at the name and smiled. 

“I’m sure she’d love to see the brave young man that held her hand in the freeway, Peter. I’ll be in touch, okay?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

_______________________

You had all piled into the cop car quickly, Officer Barnes going to inform his Captain that he was going to take two women to the hospital before helping you both into the hard plastic seats of the back. You buckled Maria in as she went through another contraction and nodded at Officer Barnes that he was good to go. 

“You buckle up, too, Doll. Need you safe.” His gaze through the rearview mirror was intense and he didn’t miss the way you flushed pink at the nickname. He bookmarked that one to use again— there was no way he wouldn’t be seeing you after this day. 

The car pulled out, sirens and lights blaring as Bucky pulled out of the middle of the freeway, engine roaring as he sped his way to the hospital bay doors. Maria's contraction subsided and she slimed over to you, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers together. 

“You’re a real life genius, you know that? In another life, I’m pretty sure you were a superhero.” You rolled your eyes at her compliment and physical affection, smiling widely and letting your eyes flicker to the rearview mirror, meeting those same blue, intense eyes once more. He seemed to smile at MAria’s comment, agreeing with her. 

“I cannot wait to tell the little baby that this is how she got her way to the hospital.” You laughed, placing your hand on her belly and rubbing. Maria hummed. 

“She’ll be sick of it by the time we tell it at her graduation.” Maria laughed, and you heard Bucky let out an amused huff of air through his nose. 

“And her wedding.”

“And her wedding.” She replied, eyes welling up with tears. “This is really happening, isn’t it?”

“You’re gonna be a mama.” You whispered, a new kind of excitement in your eyes. 

“And you’re gonna be a godmother.” She replied, the same excitement lacing her tone. Bucky’s heart damn well swelled in the front seat at the interaction. There was a pause before Maria jut her chin in the officer's direction. 

“I’m pretty close to revoking Sam’s title as Godfather and giving it to this guy. He’s the real hero of the day.” She smirked, winking at you and wiggling her eyebrows. 

“I don’t think he or Riley would be too happy about that— you know how much they want a little one in their house.” You laughed, nudging her shoulder but keeping her close. 

“Oh, I’m sure they can wait for the next one. I’m pretty sure I’m in a little bit love with this guy.” Maria smiled at the bashful laugh she pulled from the officer. The warm smile and flustered pink on his cheeks making his hard exterior nothing more than a soft teddy bear. Or a street mutt that everyone adores. 

“Me too.” You agreed quietly, winking at the man and blushing when he wiggled his eyebrows. Before you could get caught in your own feelings once more, Maria began rocking back and forth, breathing heavily and clutching your shoulder tightly as another contraction ripped her in half. 

Bucky pressed his foot harder on the gas. 

____________________

The cop car careened into the ER bay, and a very familiar face runs out, worry deep get in his brow at the sight of two of his closest friends in the back of a cop car. Tony Stark meets the car as it stops, opening the door to see Maria Rambeau keening in pain and you with tired, worried eyes. He nods towards the familiar officer and pulls Maria from the car and into a wheelchair. Bruce runs outside at the sight of two familiar faces and immediately starts asking questions. 

“What the hell happened?” He half-shouts, meeting you and looking back at Maria who is now surrounded but the best team of doctors. Helen Cho breaks through the crowd with a smile and a wink and immediately sweeps her up further into the hospital. 

“She came over and went into labour all over my couch and then we got stuck in traffic and I managed to find this Officer to help us.” You rushed, eyes darting anxiously to see if you could see Maria or Carol or anyone at all. Bruce looks back at Officer Barnes and smiles, jutting out a hand for Barnes to shake. 

“Thank you, Officer. Maria is one of our people, and you helping her and Y/N means more than you know.” Bucky blushed and smiled, stepping away and watching as Bruce turned to walk back into his ER. 

“Thank you, for everything, Officer.” You say, voice quiet. The toll of the day has already made your shoulders slouch and your blinks slow, but you know you have so many more hours to go before baby is here. There was no way that you would be missing your Godbaby’s birth. 

“Bucky. Please, it’s Bucky.” He smiled, leaning casually on his car and crossing his arms. You lick your lips at the sight of the bulging muscles, and he subtly flexes at your reaction to him. 

“You tell all the girls to call you Bucky or somethin’?” You joke, swaying up on your tip toes and back down. 

‘Only the pretty ones who care too much about their pregnant friends screaming in my backseat.” He said, his voice low and rumbly and making your core tighten. You flush and your eyes dart around the ambulance bay nervously before settling back on him. 

“I uh— I should go. Make sure her wife is okay, and everything.” You say, voice sad and regretful and you relish in the way his shoulders drop in disappointment. 

“Yeah, you should. I’ll see you around, though okay?” He asks, watching you start to back away to the sliding doors. You smirk. 

“I’ll drive a little bit faster these days then. Maybe you can give me a ticket or somethin’.” You smile and he threw his head back to let out a roaring laugh that echoes against the buildings around you. God, what you would give to drown in that sound. 

“I’ll be lookin’ forward to it, Doll.” His voice is low and you can feel your face heat up under his intense stare and nickname. 

“Me too, Officer.”

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It’s almost six hours later when Monica Lawson Danvers-Rambeau is brought into the world, Carol on the left side of Maria and you on the right. Monica is six pounds, 9 ounces of pure squealing baby and she is immediately the centre of the group's lives. The first baby to be born in the friend group warrants a few life-altering feelings one would think.  

It’s almost midnight, and you’re curled up in one of the armchairs pressed into the corner by the window, Monica asleep in your arms. Her eyelids flutter with her very first dream and your heart feels like it's going to explode with love when you let one gentle knuckle brush her cheek as light as a feather. You could have stared at her forever, and would have too if it wasn’t for the son knock from the open door only a few feet away. 

Officer Barnes stands there, a grey sweater and dark jeans adorning his body, his hair loose and tucked behind his ears and he has a pair of sunglasses to keep the rest of the strands from falling into his face. There's a large, colourful bouquet of tulips and sunflowers and babies breath in his arms and you nod your head to the table beside the bed holding the sleeping wives. You stand and walk over to him, Monica making a tiny, squeaking noise in your arms before settling back in, nuzzling her face deeper into your chest. Bucky’s heart swells at the sight. 

“How’re you?” He mumbles, eyes never leaving Monica. To think she was inside his car only a few hours ago trying to escape blew his mind. She was so quiet. So peaceful now. 

“I’m the best I’ve been in a long time.” You replied honestly. Life had always given you a rough hand, but this-this made everything worth it. 

“That’s great to hear.” He whispered, leaning against the doorframe. You turn your head to yawn and your eyes look impossibly heavy. 

“This is little Monica. You probably saved her life, you know. You got us here safe and sound. Thank you, Officer Barnes.” You hum, smiling softly, and Bucky can feel his heart rate double in pace. He clenches his jaw nervously before looking at you hopefully. The sight of his puppy dog eyes peeking through his long, dark lashes has your knees weak. 

“What d’you say I wait around for as long as you need and I drive you home. We can stop at some 24-hour diner and get coffee and breakfast— I haven’t eaten in a few hours and I would like to see you some more.”

You sucked in a breath through your nose and let it out of your mouth quickly. God, he really went for the kill, didn’t he? You’d be lying to yourself if you said coffee and a beautiful date didn’t sound like the best thing in the world right now. 

“The nurses are due to check up on us in a few minutes if you want to wait? I don’t wanna just leave them.” You mumble, blushing, nervous gaze softening when you look at the little pink bundle in your arms. 

“She loves you already.” He smiles, gently brushing one long, thick finger over the small tuft of curly hair. She looked so much like her mother. 

You smile up at him— a smile of mischief and confidence. “Well, what’s not to love, huh?”

Buckys eyes flick up to your own and your breath catches at the intensity of his stare. His moist, plump lips are turned into a small smile when he says “I can’t find anything that anyone wouldn’t.”

[buffyromanoff]

Could you write some Carol danvers x r fluff? I miss her

Rainy Day

You met Carol Danvers in one of Tony's parties and you instantly fell in love with her. Luckily for you she couldn't take her eyes off you either and after a few drinks, she gave you her number. You two went out in so many dates ever since that day and you couldn't get enough of her. She was smart,honest, funny, beautiful, a little bit cocky but her heart was the purest of them all.

Today you met her at the park and walked around a bit until a light rain made you end things up earlier than expected.

As Carol walked you home, you couldn't stop thinking about one thing: kissing her.

You thought about doing it a couple of times but you were too shy to make the first move.

"Thank you for walking me home Carol, i had a very good time". You stepped inside your house.

"Of course, I always have a great time with you y/n". Carol said as she looked around your house. You could see that she was looking at every little detail of the inside of your living room and smiling. If you'd known she would come in, you would have cleaned things up a bit.

You checked the weather app on your phone.

"There's going to be a storm apparently… you can stay if you want to". Carol turned around with a smirk on her face and rubbed your arm.

"It’s fine y/n, i don't mind getting a little wet". She started to put on her brown leather jacket and opened the door.

"But i do! I it’s freezing outside...and the rain! I don't want you to catch a cold,Carol".

It was quite obvious that you wanted her to stay the night at your place, you know she knew, but whenever she made a decision it was very hard to convince her otherwise.

"You are worrying about nothing y/n, it’s just a little bit of water, I can take it". She kissed your cheek. "I'll call you tomorrow". She said and walked out of the door.

Disappointed and after 5 minutes of standing still looking at the closed door, you turned on your tv and headed to the kitchen to make some popcorn.

"you have to be more persuasive". You muttered to yourself but then a very loud noise made you jump; a thunder, followed by pouring rain, and a few minutes later someone was banging on your door.

You opened it and saw Carol, soaking wet and trying not to make eye contact with you.

"What are you doing here Danvers? i thought it was barely raining". Carol rolled her eyes "shut up" .You laughed and let her inside again.

"C'mon, lets get you dried up". You guided her to the bathroom and handed her a towel and some of your clothes.

While Carol changed, you put the popcorn into a small bowl, sat on the couch and grabbed the remote to look for something you may be interested in watching.

Carol, who was now wearing your grey sweatpants and a worn out Harry Potter t-shirt dropped her body to the spot next to you and sighed.

"Thanks for the clothes y/n". You smiled in response.

While you went through all the channels and found nothing to watch, Carol kept herself busy eating all of the popcorn you’d made for yourself.

"Why did you make so little?". She asked swallowing the last bit.

You stood up and took the empty bowl out of her hands. "Because they were for me, you left me alone remember?". You teased.

"Oops, my bad". Your lips curled forming a smile and you headed to the kitchen to make some more.

Carol Danvers was sitting on your couch, wearing your clothes and eating your food. You wanted to scream in excitement like a highschooler but you couldn't make things that obvious.

Suddenly another sound caught your attention and this time it wasnt a thunder.

"Carol?".

"Yeah?".

"Was that a sneeze?". You asked suspiciously.

"...maybe?".

5 minutes later you walked to the living room with a cup of tea in one hand and popcorn in the other.

"Oh is it because i sneezed? y/n im not getting a cold, it was probably because of the dust you have in here, when was the last time you cleaned?". She joked and fake cleared her throat.

"Ha ha very funny Danvers". You handed her the mug. "I give you shelter and you say that? you’re rude".

"I'm just speaking the truth". She said as she took a sip of the tea.

"Yeah well, you are a liar. I can see your nose is turning red".

"For the last time y/n, i dont have a-". She sneezed again.

"Excuse me, you dont have a what? I didn’t hear that because you sneezed".

Carol punched your arm playfully and you laughed.

"Seriously y/n i’m fine". She said in a calm tone.

"Then why did you drink the tea?". You asked grabbing some popcorn.

"Because you made it for me, silly". She rested her hand on your thigh and you met her eyes. You could see that she had feelings for you too, but you were too shy to do anything about it. Carol’s eyes now pointed at your lips and you couldn’t be more nervous, so you decided to break the moment.

"Have you seen it?". You pointed your finger at the t-shirt you lend her.

"What-? Oh! Absolutely I love Gandalf". She said trying to sound confident.

You started laughing. "I can’t believe you’ve never seen Harry Potter, Carol!".

"But i did! I told you, Gand-". You grabbed her hand. "Sweetie, Gandalf’s from Lord of the Rings".

"Oh fuck".She whispered.

"Good try tho". You got up and ran to your bedroom.

"y/n where are you going?".

You came back with your ‘Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone’ dvd and played it on the tv.

The two of you cuddled and ate popcorn throughout the entire movie.

"Did you like it?". You asked excitedly

"I loved it". She patted your thigh as she got up.

"It stopped raining". Carol said after she looked through the window. "I better go... and oh, don’t expect me to return your t-shirt, i’m keeping it".

"Oh so now you are stealing from me?". You teased her.

"It’s not stealing if im warning you".

You got up and looked at her from head to toes. "It looks better on you, keep it".

"Really? Y/n,I was joking i’ll give it back to you".

"No. I want you to have it ,please".

"You sure?" .She asked.

"I’m sure, Carol".

Carol wrapped her arms around you. "Thanks y/n". Your arms were now hugging Carol,and you never wanted to her go.

Fuck it.

You placed your lips onto hers and started to move them. You couldn't believe that she was kissing you back.

"Wait". She pulled out and before she continued talking, a rush of bad thoughts went through your mind.

"Great, you ruined everything y/n". You thought.

"You were right, i think i’m catching a cold and i don’t want to pass it to you-".

You laughed and kissed her again. "I don’t care".

After all, Carol did spend the night. Just as you wanted.

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Hope you liked it! I miss Carol too. Feedback is apreciated :)

[ainstgirl]

WE ARE IN THE ENDGAME (2/2)

Summary: The  Endgame movie told from the point of view of the reader SPOILERS OF ENDGAME (obviously) English is my third language so im sorry if there’s any misspellings.

Pairing(s): Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: If you’ve seen Endgame, you know what awaits you.

Gifs aren’t mine

MASTERLIST

PART 1

Just when you thought everything was going to be okay Tony and Steve appear with empty hands. "what happend? You said you had them" You say getting out of the car with Scott. "hulk made me a tackle and Loki steal the tesseract... again" Tony says. "and what do we do now?" You say worried, this was your last chance. "I think I have an idea" he looks at Steve "I know where to find what we need" "Tony, I mean sr Stark, we only have particles for the return trip" Scott says and you nod. "If it goes well we will have what we need to return and for some more trips" Tony says. "If?" you ask, what if that didn't work? "you and Scott return to the present with the scepter, I'll go with Tony" Steve explains. "I'll go with you" you say. "No" "Steve what if.." you start to say but Steve interrupts you. "go back to the present, we'll see you in a second, please" he pleads with his eyes. "be careful" you say finally accepting that you weren't going to be able to go with them. "i'm always careful remember?" Steve says and his smile in the last thing you see before he disappears. A second later you appear back to the present, in the past, hours have passed, but in the present it has only been a few seconds. You feel relief when you see Tony and Steve by your side. "we did it" Steve says almost unable to believe it. But something wasn't right, Natasha wasn't here. "Clint... where is she? where's Nat?" you ask him without wanting to know the answer, because if she wasn't here ... "she's gone... she sacrificed himself to get the stone" Clint says with tears in his eyes. "no..." you say and Steve surrounds you with his arms. "her sacrifice won't be in vain" he says in a broken voice "Bruce, Tony get the glove for the stones, lets do this"

Bruce is the one who decides to wear the glove and activate the stones, he has the best chance of surviving, and he almost died but as soon as he  activates them, Clint's wife calls him, letting you know that everyone was back, you did it, they are back. You didn't realize you were crying until you felt the tears fall on your face, but this time they were tears of happiness, but you should already know, happiness doesn't usually last long.

Everyone around you was happy, finally, this was over but then there is a big explosion that makes the ground give way, and then everything turns black. When you open your eyes, everything is blurred, there is a lot of smoke and dirt everywhere. There is something heavy on top of you that makes it difficult for you to breathe, a body. "Steve?" you say trying to move him "Steve" Is he alive? he had protected you with his body "please Steve you can't be dead" and then you notice how his body moves "Are you okay?" He asks, examining you with his eyes looking for serious injuries. "i'm okay" you say before kissing him. "lovebirds, what if we leave that for later? There's a purple alien up there" Tony says approaching you. Thor appears behind Tony ready for the battle. "we'll take care of Thanos, look for the stones, they have to be among the rubble and keep them away from the battle" Steve kisses you one last time before running off to battle.

You were looking for the glove with the stones when Clint appears "Clint, Are you okay? i was looking for that" Apparently Clint had found the stones. "yeahhh all yours"  He throws at you the glove "now run" and then you see them, the tunnel you were in was filling up with aliens looking for the stones. You don't need Clint to repeat it to you, you start running with the glove. Clint starts throwing arrows creating explosions to gain time as he runs behind you. when finally you come to the surface you can see what little remains of your home, and the person responsible of that fighting with the love of your life. But he wasn't alone, all those who had disappeared were here fighting with Thanos and his army. You wanted to fight with them, but you had a mission, to prevent Thanos from taking the stones and your only option was to send them to the past. "Scott" you yell, getting his attention "your van with the portal, where is it?" He looks at the glove and then at you, he seems to understand what you need it for "put it in motion and give me a signal when it's ready" and he nods before running to his van. You were distracted waiting for the signal when an alien is thrown against you but before you have time to react the alien was dead in the ground. Then you see it, you see him. He was the same as five years ago in Wakanda "I always have to be watching your back" Bucky says excited to see you "and you still owe me a cake" he smiles. "Try not to disappear this time and I will make you one" you wink at him but then you hear Scott's signal, making you come back to reality "duty calls me" and you start to run to Scott. Some aliens try to attack you but you get rid of them, it seems that you were about to get to Scott when you feel an impact on your back that throws you to the ground. You see blood on the ground, your blood, When you look up you find Thanos smiling at you. "I will enjoy completely eliminating your little planet" Thanos says raising his double-edged sword , that's how you were going to die, at least you've been able to see your friends one last time, but then Mjolnir strikes him away from you. You expect to see Thor wielding it but it is not him, if not Steve who wields it and a wave of pride runs through your body. Steve is fighting with him to keep him away from you, this is your chance, but there are more and more aliens between you and the portal in Scott's car. "i can't do this alone" you say thinking aloud. "you're not alone" Carol had returned at the best time and behind her were more women ready to fight.

"Let's teach them how girls fight" you say rising from the ground and cleaning the blood from your head. You all fight as a team, alien that gets in your way, alien that is destroyed, you are so close to the portal, a couple of meters left... and the car burst into flames in front of you, Thanos had destroyed it. It seems that time stoped, you're hit again, getting away from the glove. Carol fights against Thanos but he finally gets the glove, he was about to snap his fingers when Tony throws himself at him. Your heart stops when Thanos throws him into the air. You run to Tony but instead of pain, you see him smile with the stones in his power, he had stolen them. Tony introduces them in his suit and you know what he is prepared to do, but the most important thing is that you know what it will cost him to do it. "I'm Iron Man" Tony says and suddenly comes into your head the interview where he said the same phrase discovering his identity,and then he snaps his fingers making Thanos and his entire army disappear. You can't help but smile when you see him disappear but that smile disappears when you see Tony fall to the ground lifeless. Tony had given his life to save everyone.

The funeral was beautiful, you were all broken, especially Steve. "hey babe" You sit by his side, Sam had let you stay at his house since your home, the headquarters, was nothing but rubble "are you okay?" "he's gone" he says almost in a whisper "I told him years ago that he wasn't a hero, that he would never sacrifice himself, but he did..." tears fall down his face. "hey...He knows how important he was to you" you say  taking away his tears. "how are you feeling? your ribs still hurt?" he says looking at the bruise on your cheek. "i'm fine... but i need to talk to you" "what's wrong?" "Tony... he told me where you went to get the stones...New Jersey 1970" You have been avoiding this conversation with him, but you needed to know the truth "was she there?" you don't need to say the name, he knows who you're talking about. "yes" he simply says. "There is still a bottle of particles, you could go back to the past and finally have your dance with her, have the life you had always wanted to have" You say taking it out of your pocket "I've always known that she was your first love" you put the jar with the particles in his hand. "What are you doing?" he asks confused. "give you the opportunity to have what you always wanted" You say trying to hold back the tears. "what i always wanted? i told you that i wanted a life with you" Steve says without being able to believe what you were offering him. "That was before you could have the life you lost with her, Steve" "you're right, a part of me has always wanted to be able to go back and be with her" those words hurt you more than the blows of the battle "Do you want to know what I felt when I saw her? happiness" he says without looking away "She was the director of Shield, she's going to have a family, I was happy for her, but never, not even one's, it has crossed my mind to be with her, I just want to be with you, you say that now I have the opportunity to return, but I don't want to, I just want the life that I promised you, a house far from the city, maybe close to Tony and Pepper's, to have a family with you, that's the only thing I want" He says caressing your face "I'm sorry if I made you feel that you weren't everything to me, but believe me you are" he kisses you with passion, letting you know how much he loves you. You have always felt Peggy's shadow in your relationship with Steve and now that he had the opportunity to choose, he chose you, eliminating all the doubts and insecurities that you had. "i love you" you say looking him in the eyes. "i love you 3000" he says to you, making you smile.

----------Five years later---------------

You were cooking when Steve hugs you from behind and gives you a kiss on the neck. "are they here?" You say turning around to see Steve. "They just arrived, Nat is already playing with Morgan in the barn" he explains. "Have you left them alone?" you say with reproach. "Happy is with them don't worry, Pepper couldn't stay, she had an important meeting, but she'll come to dinner" Steve informs you. "perfect, I'm going to finish preparing the food, you should go and see what these little ones are doing with Happy, last time they locked him in the attic" you say trying to hide your smile, you found him five hours later. "yeah your right, If I don't come back in an hour, come and get me okay?" he jokes giving you a kiss on the forehead. "sure... love you" you say smiling. "love you 3000"  he always says that and you love it. This was the life you had always dreamed of and you couldn't be happier.

*five minutes later* "babe? i can't find Happy" says Steve entering the house. "NATASHA ROGERS Y/L/N AND MORGAN STARK POTTS" you yell "WHAT DID YOU DO WHITH HAPPY???!!" but you only hear the laughter of two girls running around the house.

THE END.

MASTERLIST 

I hope you liked it <3

[mysteriisnull]

A Christmas Carol

@hcrose :D Stave One

Things begin bleak, Scrooge is cemented in his archetype, though Really it cant be called an archetype if he is the arbiter. Ignoring an invitation from his Nephew, turning Away the needy, and only allowing his worker Christmas day off As a formality to go With how things are Supposed to be. The first ghost He is visited by is his Dead business partner Marvey. Marvey is a ghastley vision, doomed to Wander the earth as a ghost but Also being weighed down by Heavy chain and lockboxes. He explains to Scrooge that he Will be given a Chance to escape this Fate but only by listening To the three ghosts that Will visit him.

This is Mostly establishing Scrooge as a character and The general Gimmick of the Plot with the Ghosts. I believe a Holy spirit, Christ, Jesus sort of Reading is possible but i Do not know enough to Do that.

Stave Two

The first ghost or Really the second is the Ghost of christmas Past is a Reminder of when he was More innocent. Not yet a hardened Businessman but instead a young Boy, a Lonely young boy. It goes Over his childhood at the Boarding school and His positive relationship with his now Dead sister. Later it continues on to His former fiancee Belle who Ends up leaving him because she Knows he will never Actually love him. It continues Further to Belles current Home and large Family. She has nothing Positive to say about Scrooge and this is Incredibly upsetting to him. He demands to leave the Home and they do.

Obviously this is to Be a Contrast to his Current self. Going from harsh to Pleasant and lonely child and then Dipping back to that Oh your actions have Consequences and people know and Talk about you sort of Thing.

Stave Three

The Second or Third ghost is the Ghost of Christmas present. This character is here to Show the current state of Things and the ripple Effect Scrooge has on the world around him, which is a Large one. In this Stave hes taken to a Market to watch people purchase the making of Their christmas Feasts. And is then taken to See how those in a Miners house and Lighthouse are celebrating. We then switch to His nephew Freds family feast and Finally then to his Clerk, Bob. Here is where we are Introduced to Tiny Tim, a Deathly Sick child. The ghost explains that if Scrooge contenues Like this the boy will Die. 

Showing the Market and Then the miners house and Lighthouse is obviously to show how the Normal person or impoverished in General handle the Holiday. This then shifts to a More personal perspective with Fred and Then his clerks family Feasts. Tiny Tim is introduced Here and he is here to Represent the downtrodden and Sick as is Obvious by his happy nature, the Fact hes a child, and His deathly Sickness.

Stave Four

Scrooge Dies. To Be more specific here the Ghost of Christmas yet to Come, or Ghost of christmas Future, shows Scrooge the aftermath of His death. The only person who cares is a Poor couple who are Just glad they Have more time to fix their Finances now. Everyone else though simply Doesnt care. The business Associates only come to his funeral for the Lunch, his Laundress and the undertaker Steal his belongings to Resell. Scrooge demands to see Tenderness connected to Any death and is Met with a Scene of Tiny Tim being mourned by the Entirety of Bobs family. Then taken to a Dilapidated grave Bearing his name, this Finally breaks him, and he cries, promising He will change his ways.This is not a very complex Story, this is More contrast between Him and someone who is Genuinely loved. Im Tired of writing this shit you Get the Idea.

Stave Five

He Awakes a genuinely changed Man. He donates a Large sum to Charity, spends Time with Freds family, and without Making himself known Sends a large parcel of Food to Bobs family. Ontop of all of This he becomes Something of a Father figure to Tiny Tim and Gives bob a Large pay increase. He keeps this up as Far as we know. Taking to heart this New ideals hes been Instilled with.

This is a story for Children and Im Incredibly bored of it. 5/10.

[ofasteroids]

CHRISTIAN’S TWENTY FIVE GIFTS OF CHRISTMAS FOR LOTTIE !!

GIFT TWENTY SIX OF TWENTY FIVE: xavier kennedy's christmas carol.

'twas the night before christmas when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse... the stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that st. nicholas soon would be there. xavier was nestled, snug in his bed, but visions of sugar plums did not dance in his head. instead, mirages of ghosts haunted his head, a christmas haunting... but not by the dead.

the clock struck twelve, and soon the dreamland before him transformed to the past—when the little boy prince was always picked last... and now he’s haunted by the ghost of christmas past.

little xavier paraded into the room, his sister eliza and brother george soon followed suit. it was christmas day, 2003, and the kids all could not wait to see what gifts santa claus had brought for them. first thing was first, they had to check their stockings, hung by the fireplace, a warm breeze of heat blowing from the fire ablaze. 

the kennedys had always had a rule: everyone had to wait their turn... so poor little xavier watched as his sister began to pull wonders from her stocking. a twinge of jealousy built up inside of him, but xavier contained it... barely. it seemed every year he was thought of last. he watched in envy as the girl pulled out troves of candy canes and chocolates and gingerbread galore. next, his brother ravaged through his stocking, waiting in agonizing anticipation... finally, it was his turn to pull out treasures from the red and white sock, decorated with green glitter. 

the feeling of joy filled the boy as he removed hershey kisses, peppermint flavored candy canes, shiny bright red twizzlers, bags of m&ms—the six year old was practically in candyland... but as he pulled more and more, his tiny fingers wrapped around something coarse and rough. confusion was written across his face as he revealed a lump of coal from the stocking. surely, he hadn’t been that bad. while he had his moments, xavier had striven to be on his best behavior for the fear of this exact moment. the young prince’s head turned to face his mother.

“ mãe... w-was i really that bad??  ” he questioned, tears swelling his young eyes. a puzzled look came upon her face—though xavier didn’t know it then, he’d later understood it that she hadn’t placed the coal in the stocking.

“ no, meue bebê, you weren’t... it must’ve been a mistake, ” his mother whispered to him as her fingers combed through her son’s hair. xavier’s tears soaked her pajamas as he continued to ask questions about santa. it hurt the young woman to see her child in such pain over something so silly, so minuscule. she almost considered telling him the truth right then and there—that it was all just a big lie, a hoax to spread christmas cheer. she decided against it, believing it might just bring more tears, not just for xavier, but for little ellie and george too.

“ it’s okay, xavier !! you can have some of my candy, bubba !!  ” eliza reassured him, patting him on the back. george chimed in too, promising him some of his candy too. xavier sniffled as they all embraced him, and soon enough, the pain that came along with the lump of call subsided.

laughter erupted from the american king’s belly. little did xavier know who the real culprit was. the moment his mother heard the voluminous laughter filling the room, she stood up. xavier didn’t know why, but his parents were soon leaving the room, leaving the children to listen in as sounds of shouting made their way into the living room. xavier didn’t understand why they had to fight all the time. it broke his tiny little heart a little more each time... especially on christmas day.

another hour gone, the american prince was still fast asleep. but little did he know he was in for a peek... into the christmas of the present, one that had yet to be spent... filled with love and cheer, enough to last the years.

xavier collapsed onto his husband—yes, his husband. still panting from just moments before, he traced circles into albie’s arm while he left kisses along the english prince’s shoulders. there was a happiness he’d never known on christmas before that filled his whole body, and it was all thanks to albie. xavier swore he’d never been happy before he finally got to be with the love of his life, and it was true... he’d never truly experienced a genuine happiness. and now, he owed it all to albie.

“ well, i think that was just about the best christmas gift you could’ve given to me, ” xavier whispered with a giggle, head resting on the boy’s chest. he presses a kiss to albie’s lips before he sits up in their bed, lined with red satin sheets, just for the holidays. his eyes glazed over the slightly older male, hearts practically radiating from his deep mocha hues. “ i’ll be right back, ” xavier hummed before he tiptoed out of their bedroom.

he snuck off to their living room, to steal one of his presents for albie, along with a pair of reindeer ears and a santa hat. xavier paraded back into the room before he set the gift down on the bed. he placed the reindeer ears on albie before throwing on the santa hat. 

“ i just wanted to tell you... i can’t thank you enough for how great you’ve made me feel this past year, albert arthur windsor. and i know you doubt me sometimes, but i love you more than i’ve loved anyone or anything, ” xavier started. “ before i met you, there was a void inside of me... b-but you make me feel great about myself, like i deserve to be here, like i have a meaning. i never had that before. i was in a really dark place, a-and i never told you this before, but i almost, well... ended it a few times, but something told me to wait it out each time.. and i’m so glad i did ‘cause i wouldn’t have you if i did that.

“ you’ve made this year so memorable, alb. there’s so many good memories, and i know there’s millions more to come with you, and i just want to spend every single second with you... i want to just stay awake forever so i can watch over you while you sleep so no one touches a hair on your pretty little head. i want to just to smother you in kisses all the time.. but that’s not always possible, so i guess i have to settle on just telling you how i feel.. that’s not as a good as what i’d like, though. a-anyway, i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. you’re my happy ending, and you’re my favorite brit... you’re my favorite american. my favorite person in the world, ” xavier gushed, a pink heart overcoming his cheeks.

“ so, i want to give you, your first present... your american citizenship and our first picture together in a frame, ” he spoke, opening the box to reveal two golden frames.

“ merry christmas, albie windsor... merry christmas, ” xavier whispers, a smile forming on his lips/

dawn approaches as the third bell chimes, and a dream to come that extends beyond the hands of time. with children dancing and christmas dinner filled with lots of laughing. a dip into the christmas of the future, with xavier next to his suitor.

xavier was awoken by the pitter patter of bare feet entering their room. groggily, the thirty seven year old king sat up in his bed, a smile forming on his lips. he picked up each kid one by one to put them on the bed.

“ let’s wake up your daddy all on three, okay ??  we’re gonna tell ‘im merry christmas and then attack him with kisses, got it ??  ” he whispers at the kids. “ and don’t pinch your daddy, got it, ellie ??  okay.. one, two, three, ” he counted down before nudging albie a bit with his elbow.

merry christmases fill the air as xavier watched his husband arise from his slumber. a kiss is pressed to albie’s lips immediately before their six kids pile up on them, attacking them with enough love to make the world go round. 

it’s quickly brought to a halt when little eleanor broke the love fest with a plea, “ can we open presents now that daddy’s up?! ” a giggle fell from xavier’s lips as he pressed a kiss to his little girl’s nose. xavier managed to free himself from his family to arise from his bed. the american king carried his eldest daughter into the living room, albie and the rest of the kids following his lead. xavier took a seat next to his husband of sixteen years, hand grasping at the slightly older male’s. “ ‘s our dream, innit ??  buncha kids runnin’ around and us still madly in love as ever??  ” xavier whispered as he pressed another kiss to albie’s lips. 

“ you’re still my favorite christmas gift of all, albie windsor. ”  

xavier awoke, still in a daze from his dream. he’d never been so worked up from a dream before. memories of past hurt flooded back into his mind, but they were soon erased by the joy of what he’d seen was to come... and then in a twinkling, he heard on the roof, the prancing and pawing of each hoof. he arose from his bed to glance at the window to spot old st. nick atop his roof... but xavier knew that the greatest gift of all was fast asleep in his bed. and then st. nick sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, and away they all flew like the down of a thistle. but xavier heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—“happy christmas to all, and to all a good night!” ...and xavier knew it would be a very, very happy christmas, the first of many.

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Daryl x Reader part 1

Note: guysssssssss im backkkkkkk!!! So this turned out a little different to how i originally planned it, and i know i said there would be smut but im turning this into a mini series so the smut will come later. I just thought that i could build up the readers relationship with Daryl before they got intimate. Anywayyy enjoy! 

Summary: What will happen when the saviors find Daryl and (Y/n) after he escaped from the sanctuary. Will Daryl be able to express his emotions, or will his old self get the best of him and push (Y/n) away during a time of need. 

Warnings: angst, the saviors, some swearing? -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

You were new to the group of Alexandrians. They had found you scavenging in the woods near the community and had asked you to join them. At first you thought it was a trap or something, you could never be too sure. But the man who had found you, Aaron, he had a genuine look in his eye, one that you hadn’t seen for a very long time. Anyway, you trusted him and you were glad you did. Alexandria was filled with kind people and you even got your own house. Well, you had to share it with Carol. She was kind though, so you didn’t mind.

You had been with the group for a few weeks now and had spoken to a lot of the group. They were all kind-hearted people and you enjoyed their company in the evening. But there was one person who didn’t seem to feel the same about your company. That’s right, Daryl Dixon.

He was extremely good looking, even covered in dirt and grime. You couldn’t help but steal a glance at him whenever he wasn’t looking, and sometimes you would even smirk at him when you caught him looking at you. You hadn’t really interacted with him much. The only time was when you were first introduced to the group by Aaron and he showed you to your house. You had asked a few people in the group about him, why he was so distant and grumpy. Michonne was the only person to give you a straight answer. He had been through a lot, before and during the apocalypse. But something changed in him when he was captured by these people called the saviors. That’s all you could get out of her. You wanted to know more about Daryl. Mysterious people interested you, and the fact that he wouldn’t talk to you but would constantly stare at you really got under your skin. You would crack him, one way or another.                                                              *******

“We need to concentrate on getting supplies for us. We can’t continue to only get stuff for the saviors, we’re no good to them if we’re running out of food ourselves.”

You folded your arms over your chest as you listened closely to Ricks words. Today was your first run with the group and you were kind of nervous. You hadn’t actually gone on a supply run with anyone but yourself for the past year. It would be hard for you to follow instructions but you knew you had to.

“Focus on canned foods, anything that we can preserve. And if you can, try and find blankets or covers. Winter is coming guys” Rick finished. He nodded towards the group as everyone split off into pairs or three’s. You hesitantly looked around for someone to go with, but everyone was already in a vehicle and driving off through the open gates. You turned your head as you heard a low rumble from a motorbike. You spotted Daryl about to drive off but you sprinted forward infront of him.

“Wait!” You shouted, your voice almost being drowned out by the sound.

“Jesus girl, I nearly ran you over” Daryl said, his eyebrows furrowing together in annoyance.

“Can I come with? Everyone’s gone” you said, looking around at the empty entrance.

“I don’t go on runs with anyone”

“Neither do I. I guess this will be new for both of us” you said, climbing onto the back of his bike, not giving him a chance to protest.

You wrapped your arms around his chest and you felt him grumble to himself through the vibrations in his chest. You both lifted your legs onto the little ledge as Daryl drove off through the gates.                                                                *****

You had been riding for a little while now, you hadn’t passed anything of interest, only abandoned houses and shops that the group had already searched. You didn’t know this, but Daryl had no idea where they were going. He didn’t have a place in mind, he was too busy concentrating on the feel of your arms wrapped around him. He liked it, and he hated himself and you for the way it made him feel. He tried to ignore the feel of human contact, but his body was craving it.

You were looking out for any buildings and soon enough a house came into view on the horizon. You held onto Daryl with one arm and you lifted your other to point at the upcoming house. He nodded his head and sped up to get to the house quicker. Once you arrived, Daryl killed the engine and immediately grabbed his knife from his pocket. You noticed and decided to do the same. You didn’t know how he did things when it came to looting a place, but you were used to just barging into the house, taking out any walkers and shoving food into your bag at the same time. Clearly that’s not what he was used too. You quickly moved forward and kicked at the doorknob a couple of times until the door busted open. You were about to run inside when Daryl grabbed your arm and pulled you backwards.

“What the hell is wrong with ya?” He growled, stepping infront of you to check if the hallway was clear.

“Nothing? What’s wrong with you?”  You asked, confused.

“What if people were living here? What if the house was filled with walkers? You could’ve gotten us into a lot of shit” he hissed.

“Look around Daryl, no one’s here” you rolled your eyes as you walked past him.

He grabbed your arm again and you turned to look at him. He looked like he was about to say something but he didn’t, so you yanked your arm back and continued to walk through the house.

“I’m gonna look upstairs” You said.

Daryl nodded and started searching through the cupboards in the kitchen. You walked up the stairs and started rummaging through the different rooms. You kept in mind the fact that winter was coming, so you grabbed some covers, ones that weren’t covered in holes or dirt. You were about to head into the next room when you heard a door slam outside. You jumped at the sudden sound and you looked out the window. There was a truck parked just behind Daryl’s bike and three men got out of the car. You panicked and started to head downstairs to let Daryl know, but by the time you got halfway down the stairs they were already in the house. You didn’t know whether to hide or show yourself.

“Ah Daryl, you know your bike really gives you away” One of the men with a mustache smirked at Daryl.

They know each other? The other men started looking through the cupboards and you took one more step down. Your movement made the stairs creek but only Daryl seemed to notice. He slowly turned his head to look at you and his eyes told you not to come down. He mouthed the words “go” and you nodded before quietly going back upstairs. You looked around and wondered where to go. Did he mean hide or actually get out of the house? You stood frozen in your place as the men began speaking again.

“So, what are you doing out here Daryl? You alone?”

“None of your damn business what im doing here, and yeah I’m alone” Daryl lied.

“Negan really misses you, and you know he wants you back right?”

Who was Negan? You furrowed your brows in confusion but swiftly moved into a bedroom as you saw the men head to the staircase. You walked to the window you previously looked out of and looked to the ground outside. It wasn’t that far of a drop. If you planned it correctly you could make it out and hide around back until these men left. You looked around the room to see if there was anything else you could do besides jump.  The door to the cupboard was broken, so that wouldn’t hide you. You looked towards the bottom of the bed but shook your head. Hiding under the bed was so cliché, they would definitely look under there.

You heard the steps creaking as the men started to climb them. You heard Daryl try to keep them downstairs but they weren’t having it. You slid the window open as quietly as you could and you threw the bag out first, hoping that it would soften your landing. You swung your leg out the window and then the other. You were hanging onto the ledge now, and you lifted one arm up to close the window from the outside so the men wouldn’t get curious.

The window was shut now and you were hanging from the top floor of the house. You looked down and almost laughed at the situation you were in. Why the hell didn’t you just show yourself. You shouldn’t have listed to Daryl. You squeezed your eyes shut before you looked down again. You were scared of heights and even though this wasn’t the highest you’d ever been, you knew there was a possibility of breaking a bone from this drop and that scared you even more. You looked to your right and saw a pipeline that went to the floor. You figured you could slide down it and reach the floor safely. You stretched out your arm to grab onto the pipe but it was just out of your reach. You huffed as you brought your arm back and inched yourself along the ledge to get closer.

“That aint yours to take!” You heard Daryl shout from inside.

“This is Negans shit now!” One of the men shouted back.

You reached your hand out again and this time your fingers brushed against the pipe. The quicker you got to the ground, the quicker you could help Daryl. You grabbed onto it and was about to slide down when you heard a gunshot and the window above you smash. The sound made you lose your balance and you dropped to the ground.

Everything happened so quickly. You felt your back hit the ground violently and all the air left your lungs, leaving you winded as you couldn’t breathe. You opened your mouth to gulp down air but nothing was happening. You could only stare up at the window and watch how Daryl reluctantly handed the bag full of supplies to the men. After that your vision went blurry and then everything went black. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Note: Thank you for reading and anyone please feel free to leave some ideas in my ask box of what part 2 should be about. I have a rough idea but i want other ideas so i can juggle them around and decide.Thank you once again!!