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1whore1gang · 10 months ago

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Post MW3 Drabble:

Implied Soap x Reader, Platonic! TF141 x Reader, Potential Ghost x Reader if you squint. (made for f!reader)

SPOILERS AHEAD IF YOU HAVENT PLAYED THE GAME

enjoy :)

CW: causing,mentions of death, mental health, grief

It was hard for all of you when it happened. It was so quick, yet everything moved in slow motion as his body hit the ground.

The moment still haunts all of your dreams, replaying over and over in your minds.

It was the worst for you. It took weeks before you stopped crying as soon as you woke up. You’d gotten so used to rolling over and snuggling into Johnny every morning. He was your sunshine.

The first few nights were the worst, staring at the indent in the bed where he’d laid not even a week ago. You didn’t dare touch it, wanting to preserve him in a weird way.

You couldn’t even shower without breaking down. Johnny would always come sit on the sink and talk to you while you showered. It felt so empty without him.

Everything felt empty. Brushing your teeth without his arms wrapping around you. Making food and only making enough for you. Going to bree coffee and accidentally grabbing his mug with yours.

Nothing felt right, and you couldn’t bear it. Luckily you weren’t grieving alone. Simon was struggling just as bad as you were. Johnny was like a brother to him.

Many night the two of you sat in silence in the common area. No words are exchanged most of the time, you both just needed company.

The team all made sure to try to do little things for you. They bought you flowers, took you out for lunches. Price did whatever he could to attempt to keep you from spiraling. He even offered to let you give him a haircut, knowing you’d always make fun of him for how scruffy he was.

Gaz would make you sweets or help with chores around base. He would take you on walks or take you with on errands just so you wouldn’t be alone.

No matter what though, you still had this void in your life. You felt like a piece of you drifted away on that cliff with his ashes. It felt like you had watched your life dissipate into the wind.

He took a part of you with him, and you were afraid you’d never get it back.

You’d spend countless nights looking at old photos, reading old love notes he wrote you. You’d watch videos of him just to keep his voice fresh in your memory.

The only thing you were beginning to forget was his touch. The way his hands would ignite sparks at the slightest graze was slowly leaving you. The gentleness of his grasp was slipping away.

You missed him so bad, and it was beginning to become unbearable.

You were awake one night a couple of days after his death, lost in a rabbit hole of pictures and videos. It was nearly 3 AM, but you didn’t notice nor dare. A knock hit your door, and it creaked open to reveal Simon.

“Hey Johnny have you seen my-“ He looked up at you and realized his mistake. “I’m sorry Y/N…”

It took you a second to collect yourself but you smiled at him. “Hi Simon. Are you okay?” You watched as he began to slightly tear up. Simon wasn’t a cryer, but Soap’s death has broke him to his core.

“I miss him.” He said, his voice breaking your own heart. You looked down for a second, deciding if you were ready.

“Need a friend?” You said as you patted the side of the bed where Johnny used to sleep. Simon nodded but paused.

“Are you sure?” He said, cautious.

“Mhm. It feels too empty in here. It’s too quiet.” Simon nodded again as he removed his mask and sat next to you.

You both sat and reminisced on Johnny’s life. Sharing memories and laughs, you both began to feel better.

“I’m gonna try to get some rest. Just wake me if you need anything okay?” You began to lay down, feeling the bed shift as Simon rolled over with a ‘Goodnight.’

You felt the mattress dip and it’s like your body went into shock. That feeling was all to familiar and your brain was screaming at you to turn over and look for Johnny.

Sniffles began to sound out of you at the feeling and the memories it brought to your mind. Maybe you weren’t ready after all.

“Hey, are you okay?” You felt Simon place his hand on you gently.

“I don’t know.” You sobbed out, not strong enough to look at him.

“Do me a favor, roll over.” He helped you move onto your opposite side to face him. “Trust me?” You nodded and he pulled you into his chest as he held you, brushing his fingers through your hair and quietly shushing you. “I know how bad it hurts and I’m so sorry.”

From that night forward, Simon spent almost every night in your room, just so you both could actually get some sleep. The comfort of having someone there brought you both peace.

Weeks had gone by and you realized something was off with yourself. You woke up and looked at the day and panicked.

You were a week late.

You sneakily ran down to the store a block away and bought a pregnancy test, or two, or three.

Running back to your room unseen, you were quick to unwrap them and take them.

Minutes passed that felt like hours when your timer went off. You flipped each one over, looking at the results.

Positive

“Shit!” You yelled, your hands flying to your hair. As soon as the word left your mouth, you heard your door open and Simon enter. “Y/N?? You here? We missed you at training.”

You walked out of your bathroom, quickly shutting the door behind you and standing in front of it. “Are you okay? You look pale.” Simon walked up to you and placed his hands on your face to feel for a fever.

“Yeah I’m fine, I woke up late.”

“No, something’s wrong. Your eyes widened when something’s wrong and your pupils are dilated. Your breathing is elevated too.” How the fuck does he know that?!

“Just panicked about the fact I woke up late.” You shrugged it off, unmoving.

“What’s in the bathroom Y/N?” His voice drew serious. He wasn’t asking, he was telling you to move.

“Nasty stuff really, that time of the month ya know?” He didn’t believe you.

“Let me see. Nothing I haven’t seen before. In fact, I’ve seen worse.” What the fuck? “Please move.”

You swallowed HARD. “I don’t want you to see it though.”

“Y/N. Move. I know better than that. I’m not stupid. Let me see the bathroom.”

It took a lot of arguing before you stepped aside. Simon walked past you and his eyes laid on the tests. “You’re pregnant? This is what you were hiding?”

He turned to you. “Yeah…I don’t know how far along I am.” Simon nodded and chewed on his lip for a moment in thought.

“Johnny’s?”

Although it wasn’t a question, it was more of a statement, it hung heavy in the air. “Yeah, Johnny.”

Simon audibly swallowed as he continued to stare at the positive text on each one. He hasn’t moved hardly past the doorframe, hand still on the knob.

“I’ll help you.”

“Huh?” His words hadn’t registered in your mind yet.

“This is going to be okay. I’ll help you.” Simon turned to you and grabbed your hands, squeezing them. “You’re going to be okay.”

And you were. Simon helped you. You both went to appointments and began to buy things little by little. Simon even applied for housing so you didn’t have to do this in the barracks.

6 months in and it turned out everything was going to be okay.

#captain price x reader #modern warefare 2 x reader #simon ghost riley #soap mactavish smut #soap mactavish x reader #tf141 x reader #cod mw2 #johnny mactavish #john price #kyle gaz garrick

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feuqueerfire · 3 months ago

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Love Sea + Special Live Blogging

I was pretty invested in Prapai/Sky in Love In The Air even when I was frustrated by their storyline, so I'm really curious to see how this show is for them. I know bits and pieces of this show (writer with a writer's block, puppy Fort..., a side GL that everybody was annoyed with and that apparently didn't get resolution?) and I'm curious to see how it goes, I think I've seen generally good reception even if people think the story's a bit of a mess.

I'm watching this right now because I have a week of iQiyi free VIP, though I'm sure that I'll have to just note the timestamps of NC scenes and watch those later, not trying to watch it all on the subway lol

Ep 1 (Aug 22) - Chapter 1: Love Begins with the Flick of a Pen

watching their inital interaction like :D ^-^

oh, Ja! I didn't know he was in this, is it a cameo or a recurring side character?

lmao crying at the nong trying to relay his P'Mut's coolness to Tongrak

but also I hope so badly that Mut is younger than Rak by a couple years plsssss I know in LITA Prapai was older than Sky but I feel like their dynamic would be even more delicious if the age gap is like their irl one

Mut is known and beloved across the island

ahh they're really leaning into the cat Rak thing. and we've got dog Mut coming up hehe

oh yeah, I also heard something about the skin tone comments, especially in the earlier episodes. (though it seems like it's meant to be funny/satire and not actually serious here)

The Vi and Mook beginning shenanigans are kinda cute, sad to know that they apparently don't get resolved and aren't well-liked

ah, Rak's gotta have sex to write about sex lol

a dramatic reaction to Mut going into the water early on in the series to hint at trauma but also to get the couple close even though they're not in their relationship journey to do it on their own yet. but yknow what? it worked on me. they're cute

After watching this episode, I must say... how tragic to me that Peat's surgery changed some key features of his face that make him look quite different (to me at least) because I really like Peat's face and look here. At least we'll always have his face in LITA and here (glad he didn't get it done before this show). but maybe that's just me because I've seen other people talk about how it was money well spent lol

the cinematography is so pretty, gorgeous island and beach, I wish I could go to Thailand bruh. and I'm giddy watching FortPeat-MutRak, they're so good as a pair fr.

Ep 2 (Aug 23) - Chapter 2: Echoes Across the Endless Blue

I watched the sex scene before going to sleep last night because I was like I'm gonna have to skip this when watching the episode on my commute to work, might as well watch it now. However, I only watched a few minutes of this on my commute, so I didn't even get to the NC scene to skip it.

I stopped around the time Rak started sucking on Mut's finger lol

As usual, I'm kinda disgusted by all this licking and tongue but somehow I can handle a lot more with this pair than in general

Fort looks sooo cute at Mut being all confused and annoyed about sitting on Rak's bed instead of having sex while Rak writes

Unfortunately I am nothing if not an enjoyer of someone making their crush run around and do errands and chores for them so I like VieMook for now, even though Vee is rude and entitled and thoughtless - that kinda comes with this trope territory. I'm more worried about them apparently not getting resolved by the end

The money and buying Mut think is a repeating theme

Woof!

the forehead kiss from Vie didn't actually do anything for me hm

not this lmfao. and Mut being dense like "what hurts?"

ah, Mut's estranged from his father, disowned since he was 15 years old. His dad has a boat but it looks like a regular-looking boat, not a rich ppl one

Palm calls Mut Phi just in a general familiar way right? Not actual familial way.

Why did Rak jump off to do diving without informing Mut when just a day or two ago he got scared when Mut jumped off the boat without telling him... smh

oh, in this trauma flashback where he's consoling his crying pregnant friend, Rak/Peats looks like Sky a lot

I think Fort reminds me a little tiny bit of Park Gunwook

[Linguistics] Mut -> Rak: Khun. Rak about himself with Mut: Chan. Rak -> Mut: Nai

Ep 3 (Aug 24)

I like learning more about the rumours Vie faces as a female lead and how she’s faking being unaware of them + how she was doing the “oh don’t you know I’m a fragile female lead” schtick with Mook

Oh, Rak has an older sister

and his dad is hanging around presumably for money

rude as fuck Rak omg though I get he doesn't wanna do whatever Mut's planning

not the paid boyfriendship while on the island

fake dating girlfriends? well not right now it seems but maybe in the future

"Possessive of my owner too. In case you didn't know" is so akldsfjlkasdfjlk;ajdsf l;kjasdf

a little coral education

ah, Vie's forcing the fake gf thing on Mook. rip. "rumoured to be boobing my way to the top" is so funny though

Vie saying "I'm not bi" and Mook probably thinking she's straight but just has fake gf but Vie likely means she's a lesbian

environmentalist Mut

"If I'm a good boy, could you use your mouth on me next time?" i'm sooaklsdfjalksdjf

omg why is the "stay on the island" convo so good and like emotional considering we're on ep 3. it reveals so much about the characters though, the way Rak's desperate to be asked and Mut's so afraid of asking

not Mut crying omg

aw, Rak has to go even though he said he'd stay

I'm nervous about them going back to the city because people said they liked the island episodes but not the city ones. hmm

Ep 4 (Aug 24) - Ch 4: From Seaside to Skyline

"If you can't bear to say goodbye, just buy and take the guy with you" lol

they really are doing the money and sex thing hmm

poor Mook lmfao they can't stop talking about fucking, these menaces. i'm torn between she's too naive/prudish vs you actually shouldn't have to hear about your boss's sex life at work

a whole contract goddamn and the clause of it ending whenever Rak wants which like yknow obviously it should end when either party wants but there should be like a "but you still get living expenses for 1 more month afterward to sort yourself out/figure out new income" or whatever

I can't read Mut right now. is he annoyed? frustrated? feels disrespected? still into it?

sugar daddy sugar baby i would actually be cringing so hard usually but yknow what... here it's somehow ok even though it's (purposefully?) a little uncomfortable

I don't fully understand their relationship because the asking to stay and island stuff was so full of emotion but now it's like contracts and money and also apparently Only Sex No Feelings (from Rak at least)

Vie/Mook are cute here

Ep 5 (Aug 25)

the thing with the making your crush run around doing errands thing is that there’s supposed to be a breaking point where the person actually listens to their crush’s complaints and hurts or whatever. whereas it's ep 5 and Vie is still ordering Mook around

damn, so much drama with Prin. and apparently everybody in their family is obsessed with men lol. it was actually an interesting argument because Prin was clearly getting to Rak and somehow... Rak and Prin are similar?

ah, the changing room talk is good

Ep 6 (Aug 25/26)

more of Ram’s backstory and Mut’s understanding

I like it when the supposed “top” and “bottom” in different ships are friends (Kom and Mut) bc it sometimes feels like only the semes can be friends with each other and the ukes with each other lol

aw pouty jealous babies lol

childish fight lolll

Rak going to Vie after the fight is so cute. he knows that Mut caring about him feels fucking fantastic and that he’s also got too much of an ego to say sorry

Vie needs to just grow a backbone and decide to confess to Mook or smth because there’s gotta be a limit to the manipulation smh

Meena is so funny lol

damn, is Mut supposed to tell little child Meena that Rak paid for Mut's company?

finally the blowjob that Mut's been asking for for like 3? eps already. also Rak putting Mut's hand on his head multiple times was killing me omg

oh that's crazy, face fucking in my thai bl

oh, Vie speaks French?

Ep 7 (Aug 27)

I have no patience for the Prin drama

oh Boss and Noeul cameo

can’t they see that Rak’s glass is full while the glass in front of Prin is empty and it’d be difficult for Rak to reach for it?

The Boy Next World is a novel within Love Sea? ah, so Boss Noeul are also actors within this show who will be adapting TBNW as well as in real life (they’re filming right now i think?)

9-10 years age diff? lol i thought like 4-5

Ep 8 (Aug 27)

“That’s fiction. This is real life. Don’t mix them up.” Mame @ us lol

Prin and Rak’s dad teaming up how annoying

So Meena’s 13 (she really gives like 9/10), Mut is 20-21, Rak is ~30

we literally have “practicing lines” + kiss for acting trope for the lesbians oh my god. and you’re telling me they don’t get resolved after this kiss? are you kidding. also i feel like people were doing too much with the “they’re so annoying i skip the gl side plot” bc we’ve def had worse/more boring/more annoying side BL couples but alsoooo I don't understand this couple and why Vie hasn't already come clean/confessed/apologized for making Mook do all the things.

yeah Mut going along to have a chat with the dad was indeed a waste of your time and you shouldn’t have done it

the dad killed some Uncle Doctor???

Ep 9 (Aug 28)

oh my iQiyi VIP is over (~12 hours ago) but my downloaded episodes are still here? I should’ve downloaded more stuff if I’d known.

I was finding typing out Uncle Doctor a bit funny but once I heard them say Na Maw, it reminded me that in Bangla too I might call somebody Daktar-Auntie/Dentist-Uncle etc lol

nooo Rak begging on his knees in front of his dad for Mut

Kwon doesn’t seem to think that he dad actually killed Doctor Uncle but rather just took credit of an accident the doctor was in

oh yes I’ve seen multiple gifsets of Mut beating the shit of the dad after the contract is torn. “You took off my collar, are you ready to face me?”

it’s November now and apparently Mut’s been here for a couple months

Ep 10 (Aug 28)

I can watch my downloaded thing even after ~20 hours later.

bit over 1h20 minutes

Ah, they’ve gotta deal with this being a whole contract thing and Rak not being ready to face his feelings

It’s a little satisfying to see Mut be harsh with Rak at the beach after he’s just taken so many insults from Rak

I took a break and have ~25 minutes left and I think it's been a day since my VIP expired and I can't access the downloads anymore.

cute enough ending

Overall:

Mahasamut and Park Gunwook are not the same, they don't have the same personalities, but some of Mut's puppy behaviours and general mannerisms... also his age gap relationship with an older person... cute round face with built body... oh man.

Anyway.

A fine enough show, I think the dynamic and characters were interesting and the show/relationships threads were good for the main couple, especially the class difference rich/poor conversations and how their dynamic evolved. I think my SkyPrapai might still be my preferred FortPeat roles, which again makes no sense, but this one was a welcome addition, especially because during LITA I kept thinking Sky should've been the older one while Pai was supposed to be a younger puppy. On that note, thank you forever for all the puppy/dog Mut.

Unlike most people who were so over the side-GL, I was actually quite into Vie/Mook (esp because they have some tropes I enjoy, such as celeb/non-celeb and one person makes their crush do chores/errands) and kept hoping for... something to happen, for their dynamic to progress. Was there a scene of them making up cut in the last episode or something?? They didn't get a proper ending, which is sad. Vie was also such a good friend to Rak, I don't know why she was such a terror with Mook and then never progressed past it.

Loved Meena, what a cutie.

The drama of it was... okay, I guess. I get why Rak's father was such a menace (greedy bastard) but why was Prin doing all that beyond just jealousy? I do agree with the general consensus that the island episodes were better.

I keep debating 6 or 6.5 but I'll go with 6 for now because the show's writing was wobbly at some places + I didn't really get brainworms.

Rating: 6/10

Special (Aug 29)

So are Vie and Mook just supposedly dating now? Or like what?

wait, it's so fun that Rak's the one trying to do the "ooh can I get a little kiss" thing because in BL dynamics, I'd expect Mut to be the one pulling that while Rak's like noooo as if they don't fuck on the regular

It's cute to see Rak try hard with the speaking his feelings + doing things for Mut like making breakfast. a reciprocal relationship

Vie and Mook are so cute when they're clear about this being flirting or whatever

gorgeous, gorgeous girls of the world

more dog references

I'm gonna ignore Vie saying that about Mook drinking. their kiss is good though, their ep 10 kiss was also good

I love whiny4whiny when Rak's whining about wanting AC when camping vs Mut's whining that it'll ruin the experience

A cute special overall. It's about Rak and Mut's progress and lives together in the future and how they've met each other in the middle rather than random drama. Vie and Mook are cute too, it makes me sad that their story wasn't given a proper conclusion in the original series. Also, I wanna go on vacation so bad.

Rating: 6/10

#love sea #ep by ep commentary

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bobwess · 1 year ago

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In reference to the 'let yourself take a break here, not here" battery post...

If you don't mind sharing, what was your secret? I know everyone is unique, and not every trick will be universal, but as a current struggling 20 year old...I'll take what I can get...

It took a long time, and I still find myself now having to remind myself, like almost give myself a talking to like "no, you need to sit for 15 minutes. You're going to be better if you do." or "no, you've done a lot today. It's time to relax for the rest of the evening." or "Tuesday the 25th you are doing nothing you fuckwit. And I mean it, nothing." My first breakthrough on the mental side of it was I was telling someone that I'm always working myself to almost breakdown and mental or physical exhaustion because I'm just doing my best to get stuff done. And they said "You are no longer doing your best if you are overtired" Which was true. When I allow myself the break, I could come back and do better than I would have done if I just worked all the way through it. And since my main motivation was trying to do my best, I was actively sabotaging my goal. It sort of was an ah-hah moment.

Realistically though, taking breaks, like any skill, takes practice. You're gonna have to force yourself to stop. You may have to set an alarm and put a stop watch and give yourself a mandatory sit down every couple hours. You should absolutely schedule on the calendar a day where you do no errands and no chores and no work and just take the whole day to eat nice food and do nice things like tv or games, and you're going to feel guilty the whole time because you aren't practiced enough to be good at it yet. But you're going to figure out that you're doing much better and it'll become natural. Using training wheels like literally setting alarms for yourself is fine.

Reading your body and mental state and learning what the signals are that you'd be better off if you stopped for a 15 minute break or stopped for the evening, and then executing it takes practice too. And once you're good at it, that's most of the battle won. Beyond that, it's just, 90% of tasks will just be just fine if they aren't done, realistically, even for weeks. If you don't sweep the floor, the worst thing that will happen is it will stay dirty for a bit longer. Tasks are just a revolving list. Pushing yourself because "if I just finish my tasks I can take a break" is fiction. The goal should be "I just need to figure out how much I can do at a time without exhausting myself and I will be better."

A note that helps: You may be somewhat adverse to taking breaks because they're long and terrible and can really kill the momentum. But your breaks are only unbearably long because you were overtired and needed to recover so much. Once you get it down you'll be pleased to know that breaks when taken earlier are a lot shorter and more restful than the exhaustion I-stopped-and-died break you'll take later.

I personally now every night pick two and only two tasks to do tomorrow. (Took a while to learn that "clean the house" does not in fact count as one task. "clean the toilets" counts as one task.) If I happen to feel good I'll do a couple more, but I won't let myself do much more because I'll burn out and feel awful later. Also I turned off push notifications, and had to learn that sitting and responding to emails/people, just because I was sitting, didn't count as a break, because I was still actively doing things for other people at that point.

But long lists are not going to help you take breaks, you're going to fall back into the "if I just finish the list---" mindset which is unhelpful. Two tasks. Tomorrow for me is "Change the ferret litter" and "capture clips for my next video". If I do more, I do more. If not, the earth will keep turning in spite of it.

IDK. This is a long rambling answer that isn't the most coherent, but these are a few thoughts on how I came to sort of be. Not that I'm a master of it, but it sort of clicked for me admittedly somewhat recently. But yeah. Mostly just practice until you got it down, and schedule breaks for yourself until you're good at reading your body language and taking one as needed.

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flmer-archives · 1 year ago

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You walked down the streets of south park to get some errands done for your mother ‘aishh.. Why doesn’t mama make big bro do it?’ you thought inside your head as you tried to make your boredom disappear by kicking random stones on the road

“Ack-!” you heard someone wail as your (e/c) eyes widened “shit! Fuck-! I gotta run-” you were about to turn around and run back to your house to hide when suddenly you heard the same voice that made that same wailing annoying sound you heard just a few moments ago “hey you! Now, where the fuck do you think you’re going you whore?” a rather large kid shouted at you as you turned around to face the large kid and analyzed him from top to bottom.

The large-sized kid was wearing a red jacket, yellow mittens on his rather cute chubby hand, a blue hat with a yellow puff ball on top of his head, brown pants, and a pair of black shoes paired with a white sock.

“Whaddya want?” you said with a pissed-off tone; trying to act as if you didn’t just kick a random stone and accidentally hit the large kid with it.

your eyes landed on the rather noticeable red bump on the large sized kid's forehead ‘oh shit- is that a fucking bump.’ you gulped as your mind registered the fact that said bump was caused by you “yeah that's right you r(censored)rd! you're looking at the fucking bump you caused! I don't know what the fuck were you doing nor do I fucking care to know why you kicked a stone randomly at me!” the large-sized kid shouted at the (h/c)-nette and that's when you decided to raise your white-gloved hands and cover your ears, your hands bumping on your hello kitty shaped earrings and making a ‘jing!’ sound

the large sized kid gawked at the (h/c)-nette in front of him, his anger skyrocketing and he was so close on throwing a tantrum right there and then but the (h/c)-nette in front of him was kind of adorable with their white jacket on that have some pink stripes on the sleeves and the two bracelets on one of their wrists while your other wrist had those hello kitty watch that he would see displayed on the mall.

his eyes trailed to your head as he took note of the white beanie with cute little cat ears and a pink bow on one side of the cat ears- resembling the famous hello kitty character as he noticed the strings attached to the beanie ending with soft white circle-shaped that frames your face cutely

his gaze traveled downwards on your pants? skirts? no matter, the color was white as well with a few linings of pink and he looked at the white leg warmers and the (h/c)-nette's white boots with the heels and strings colored pink.

“what? ya done sexually harassing me with your eyes you creep?” you said with a sassy tone “Just to let you know I have more important things to do than just stand here to wait for you to finish checking me out.” you walk past the boy and bumped your shoulder against his on purpose “I'm not a creep you fucking bitch! And get back here! you have the balls to run away without fucking apologizing to me?!” the large sized kid yelled at you but you continued to walk with a smile on your face as his voice started to sound far and far until you could only hear a bit of what he was saying to you- maybe he was cursing you or something? eh, It didn't matter.

what does matter is the fact how are you gonna finish the rest of your chores given to your mother who told you to be done precisely before the sun sets or else and you most definitely did not want to know what will happen to you if you come home after the sun sets with the rest of your chores unfinished.. you wouldn't want to know again after last time.

'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

“Mrrp, mrp hrrp mrrp mrrp hrrmp?” (Dude, what the fuck are you shouting for?) A short boy who’s wearing an orange parka, orange pants, brown gloves, and his hood on with his eyes that can only be seen.

“Shut up kenny! Mind your own goddamn business!” the large-sized kid fumed at kenny

'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

Your eyes lit up as you saw a certain blonde's house. you slowed down your walking when the blonde's house got near and you stopped in front of their house as you slowly looked up at the window where your guess was correct- your blonde friend is there all this time. huh, he must've been grounded again by his parents but eh who were you to meddle in their family business?

you raised your arms and waved at him energetically as the blonde boy waved back at you with the same energetic expression but stopped when he realized he couldn't hang out with you or play any hello kitty games with you because apparently he's grounded for some reason that he forgot about...

you cupped your mouth with your hands as you pointed at yourself and then at your house, asking him if he could come over but he shook his head no and made an 'X' sign with his arms, you stomped your foot in the snow and pouted as you saw his response but he merely smiled at you and signaled that 'he'll make sure to play with you next time.' and that was enough to make you smile again as you waved goodbye at him and return to your house, completely oblivious for a certain big bone kid's curious over you that will probably hunt you at school tomorrow but eh who cares right? that's your future self's problem, not yours.

'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

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tokyo-mewtwo · 1 year ago

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i'm just gonna vent a little because i'm certain no one will read this but just in case; it is a bummer

i really want to spend some time with my partner. good cuddly physical affection time; not sexual as a rule, but hanging out and doing something together. we live together and we work from home, but we spend that 8 hours of work in separate rooms and our schedules are different. they get up early in the morning and by the time i get up, they're halfway done. three hours after i log in, they're finished. that's five hours that they get to themselves while i finish working. five hours, every day, five days a week. plus whatever time i take to hang with people i know or if i need to go run errands (they don't drive). on a semi-regular basis, i spend several hours of my weekend out of the house as well. it's a three day weekend right now, and hot. i asked some friends if they would like to go out sometime over the weekend, just for a few hours, and my partner lit up like a candle and said "yeah, i've been wanting some alone time"

i try my best to leave them alone during the week, letting them do what they please while i sit in the back room doing my work. their general idea of affection is a kiss on the head maybe once a day. i haven't had a hug that i didn't initiate in years. i try to be physically affectionate pretty often. i need the intimacy. it makes me feel good about myself, like i'm worth the time. if i'm the one putting the effort in to try and be cuddly all the time, and in turn i'm treated like a chore that has to be done before the fun can begin, i don't feel worth the time. i ask for one movie (90 minutes tops) over the weekend to watch together, but my partner won't watch with me. sure, they sit on the couch with me, but they keep their eyes closed. i've had to resort to bj's to keep them awake. and it only works about half the time, and i'm still doing all the work in the situation.

i'm lonely. i am rarely ever alone, but for all the [romantic] attention paid to me, i might as well be

#vent #just feeling sorry for myself i guess

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cursedcola · 2 years ago

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How would Ruggie, Malleus, Jade, and Deuce react to their s/o sleeping with a plushie that they gifted them?

{Aww! This is so cute!! I love it omg. I sleep with my boba squish mallow and have no shame. I kind of wanna give each character a specific plushie to comment on....okay. I'm gonna. I have the power here lol}

Prompt: What if they caught s/o sleeping with a plushie? (Pre-Relationship)

Characters: Ruggie Bucci, Malleus Draconia, Jade Leech, and Deuce Spade Part (1/3): Next ; pt.3

A/N: I forgot the 'they gifted you,' part. I'm sorry! I hope it's okay

Ruggie Bucci

Plush Bunny

Sometimes Leona sends Ruggie on 'quests,' as you would often call them. Ruggie just calls them chores

Things like getting him lunch, cleaning his room, delivering papers, and recently he's been tasked with keeping an eye on you.

Word on the proverbial grapevine is that you haven't been doing so great. Falling asleep in random places, spending long hours in the library, working extra shifts at the monster lounge, and most importantly- you haven't visited Savanaclaw in over two weeks

Now Ruggie would get shanked if he ever said it out loud, but Leona has a soft spot for ya. Just like he does for Jack Howl and the other nosy freshmen

When Ruggie hears, "make sure those idiots aren't causing me extra work," it translates to "make sure those idiots aren't in any trouble. go help them,"

Think good-cop and bad-cop. Leona lays bad-cop, and marionettes Ruggie as good-cop

He's sent Ruggie to do a bit spying on you a few times, not that the errand boy complained. He has personal motives for these little 'quests'. Like sometimes finding you in the most interesting positions

"Aye Aye...geez, can't you do it on your own for once?" - "Care to repeat that" -"Nothing! Nothing..."

He never sees anything horrible. Just funny situations, like when you're in a sneezing fit or rambling about the 'oh-so-generous' Crowley to yourself when you think you're alone. Ruggie always gets a good laugh at your antics when you think no one is watching

But this- okay, this scenario is a new one for him.

"You really have no sense of decency...do you, prefect" he says, looking down at you napping under a tree in the courtyard

It wouldn't be so bad, if you weren't curled around a small stuffed rabbit. He just-

Pulls out his phone and takes a picture. No hesitation. Just quickly snaps it and then crouches over you

And stares. Anyone walking by would think him a creeper, with his ears twitching and face scrunched up in concentration

You...shit. He can't keep doing this for Leona if this is what he'll find. His shriveled little heart can't handle it

He definitely plans to rub the picture in your face later, but for now he'll lay down next to you and watch the clouds. To the onlooker it looks like your both chilling, but for Ruggie it feels more intimate. He's guarding you from anyone that might disturb your rest or trying to peak at the cute sight only he gets to see

Malleus Draconia

Plush dragon

So, this all began when Malleus asked about University life from your world. He wanted to know more about human culture and how dormitories in TW are different from what you know

Your world is definitely less exciting than Twisted Wonderland. You have to walk everywhere and don't have mirror travel? Dorms contain hundreds of students at once? No prefects? No set schedule? Who controls the chaos? That...sounds tiring

He wants to know more about the dorm culture. So you tell him about staying up late to study, coffee addiction, mutual understanding of finals stress among peers, how prefects are essentially called RAs, fraternities/sororities/etc, extra curricular clubs, bad cafeteria food, and most importantly- crashing in other dorms to escape your own.

He has never shared a dorm with another person, or a room. There were times he snuck into Lilia's room as a child after a nightmare, but he doesn't mention that to you

The 'dorm crashing,' you talk about- he wants to experience it. He wants to spend an entire evening with "friends" and enjoy a wild adventure

He nearly invites himself to spend the night in your dorm, but trails off since that would be indecent considering his...emotions

"Might I impose upon....ah. Pardon my boldness, I retract my previous suggestion,"

He wants to interject when you insist on his idea. It's improper but how can he say no when you are so excited?

And this is how Malleus ends up sharing your dorm for the night. You both set up sleeping arrangements on the floor of your room, which Grimm loves since the bed is now all his. After all, it is not a proper sleepover unless you both wake with backaches (from the floor, not what you're thinking of -_-)

You both go for a late-night walk, play a board game with the resident ghosts and Grimm, enjoy a warm beverage by the fireplace, and end the night discussing whatever thoughts come to mind.

It's the most fun Malleus has ever had. He's never experienced such a relaxed evening. Not once was there a moment of discomfort

Until you both settled in for the night, and you bring in that plush dragon. He's uncomfortable but not in a bad way

He says nothing at first and instead focuses on the crackling fire. He doesn't need as much sleep as a human, so he merely pretends until your steady breathing can be heard

He turns to look your way, watching how you snuggle into it's fur. The fire illuminating your peaceful face and blankets drawn up to your shoulders

You look so serene. No one has ever looked so calm in his presence or allowed themselves to be vulnerable. Then again- he's never dropped his guard this much around anyone other than his close dormmates. His family.

"Oh, if you only recognized these feelings I carry. Would you still allow me to witness this sight?"

He cannot help himself, and reaches over to tuck you in further and pat the dragon on it's head.

You're too precious. Welcoming a demon into your den and taunting him so...

Jade Leech

toast

Similar to how Leona has a soft spot for you, so does Azul

You are the only person allowed back in the VIP lounge without permission. No contracts, no deals, no nothing. The space was offered in case you ever felt overwhelmed and needed somewhere to cool off

More specifically, when you first saw Azul's octopot you had mentioned missing having a safe-place, and that there was nowhere truly quiet in NRC for you to go. Azul immediately offered the lounge and instructed the tweels to let you in whenever (so long as a transaction wasn't being made. Then you could go to one of their dorm rooms)

You surprisingly took him up on the offer, and on occasion Jade would escort you to the VIP lounge for some quiet time. You'd normally do your homework in the corner as Azul worked, or fell asleep on one of the couches

Today was one of the times when Azul needed the room for work, but seeing your defeated expression convinced Jade to loan out his room

Floyd offered his as well, but it was rarely in a state to host company. So you agreed to rest in Jade's until his shift was over and he could escort you back to Ramshackle

"Please don't touch anything other than the desk and available seating. I have many dangerous specimens in here and cannot guarantee your safety. Rest well~"

It is not necessary, but he greatly dislikes you walking alone at night after closing. He will not take no for an answer, and will dismiss any rebuttal with a smile. Before you know it, you're half-way to your dorm while he is guiding you with a hand on the small of your back

After his shift, night had long fallen. He mentally prepared to once again swindle his way into walking you home as he approached his room. Though after opening the door? His plans changed

Laid on his bed, you have clearly fallen asleep while reading a light novel. In one hand is the book and in the other...a plush piece of toast?

What?

He has seen you asleep many times in the VIP lounge, but never like this. Not in his room, completely relaxed, and entirely unaware of the danger you were in. His prior warning did not pertain only to mushrooms

"Aha...my dearest, it seems you are not as conscious of me as I thought. You are fortunate that I am merciful,"

He runs his index finger along your cheek and down your neck, stopping when his hand meets the plush toy clutched in your hands. He is showing you mercy, but at the cost of more self control than his twin could ever muster

"I adore you..." He doesn't need to walk you home, because he does not bother waking you up. He instead tends to his fungi, and spends the night sparing occasional glances your way until morning

Deuce Spade

Puppy Plushie

He may -or may not!- have been booted from his Dorm for a few days

He definitely did not shatter nearly half of Heartslabyul's fine china in a petty argument with one of his upperclassmen

...

.....

Okay, but they were trying to ditch their duties and push all the work onto him! He's just trying to live an honest life here and they had the gull to pull the 'I'm your superior now do as I say,' bullshit

He sent a cauldron their way...and well, you get the rest. He's honestly lucky that Riddle did not collar him and instead Trey sent him away for a few days. Just until tensions cool off

Which is why he's here now. At your doorstep, in the middle of the night, with his pajamas on and nothing but a backpack. He doesn't even have proper shoes on! Just slippers

Annnd he's begging you to help him out. He's stayed over many times anyways. What's the harm in a few nights? It's just that this time Ace wouldn't be around

....lock the doors. He may have followed and Deuce is not in the mood for a second argument of the day. He just wants to do his homework and get some rest

"Please! I promise you won't even know that I'm here. I'll be super quiet,"

Say yes already and tell him to stop bowing. It's pathetic

Normally when Ace and Deuce sleep over, you have the living room set up for them. Since this is last minute he'll have to bunk in your room. You don't have fresh linens and it's too late to warm the living area with a fire.

Que you both fighting over who takes the bed. You're fine with him taking it, but Grimm refuses to sleep with him. Deuce also isn't happy kicking you out of your bed.

Egads his mother would have him hung for taking his host's bed. Especially your bed - the thought sends him overboard

In the end, Grimm ends up making himself comfy on one of the recliners in the room. Which leaves Deuce to share the bed with you after finishing his homework (that you begrudgingly help with)

He's already near a heart attack when you both get into the bed. Then he watches you lean over to grab a large plush dog...and snuggle it

He has never invaded your room when sleeping over. This is the first time he's seen you so...adorable. Utterly. Adorable.

He promptly turns so your backs are facing each other, and buries his face in his pillow.. Before he realizes it, an hour has passed and the grandfather-clock down the hall is chiming. Slowly, he peers over his shoulder to see that you've turned to face his back.

" Forgive me...I don't think I can do this-"

You wake up to find him in a blanket cocoon on the floor. He was not going to get any sleep staying in that bed

#twst #twst scenarios #twst imagines #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twst ruggie bucci #ruggie bucci #jade leech #twst jade leech #deuce spade #twst deuce spade #malleus draconia #twst malleus draconia #jade leech x reader #ruggie bucci x reader #deuce spade x reader #malleus draconia x reader #twisted wonderland x yuu

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the-crypt-of-randomness · 2 years ago

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Yancy loves to swim! And it's the perfect day to put on some swim trunks and jump into the pool.

He's freestyle swimming laps around the pool, sun glistening off of wet skin and muscles as his head turns to come up for a big breath of air.

After quite a few laps, Yancy decides to grab something to drink. He swims over to the ladder and slowly climbs up the steps, swinging his hair out of his face as water droplets cascade down his chest and torso. Man, what a great day for a swim!

@freebirdyance

Random had left Yancy alone while she ran a few errands. Once she’s back, she spots him coming out of the pool, all soaking wet and glistening. Any thought of chores or doing other mundane things goes out the window as she stares at him.

She can’t even focus her thoughts cohesively. Her gaze goes from his dripping hair to his toned chest to his…now practically form-fitting swimming trunks. Her cheeks warm as she watches him move from the pool toward the house.

Stop staring - he’s gonna catch you and you’ll never hear the end of it!

#freebirdyance #thirst trap #yancy

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thelustdevil · 2 years ago

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Drive You Home | B.K.

Pairing: Katsuki x Reader

Warnings: None, minor swearing, alcohol use/mentions, slight angst

Word Count: ~5k

Notes: This is a long one! On AO3 this is posted in two parts. I figured I’d just full send it here since it’s completed. If I forgot anything just lmk. Requests are open friends.

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Sighing you rolled over and squinted at your phone. 11:02 AM flashed back at you. You groaned and reluctantly sat up. This was your day off but you knew you couldn’t spend it in bed. That small list of things to do around the apartment was rattling in your head. Planting your feet on the floor, you stood up, allowing your body to stretch away some of it’s fatigue. A small mewl rang out in protest of your actions. Looking down, you smile at the small bundle of fur on the bed.

“You can come with or you can stay in the warm bed.” You reached out and rubbed one of the cat’s ears as you spoke. “Come on Topi, I’m not getting out of the shower to let you in the bathroom again.” Making your way towards the bathroom, you grabbed your towel from its place on the closet door. Topi’s paws made a soft plop as she jumped off the bed to follow you.

After your shower and getting dressed, you consulted your to-do list as breakfast, or rather lunch, warmed on the stove. Besides the basic weekly cleaning you always did, there were a few errands you had to run as well. You figured it would be better to run through the basic chores before bringing more things into your home.

***

When you were done with your food and cleaning you grabbed your keys. Blowing a quick goodbye kiss to Topi, who was all but inhaling her food, before heading out. As you made your way down the street towards the small grocery store, you wondered who was on patrol today. You knew Kirishima would be doing your usual route, while Denki was also scheduled for today. Regardless, you were glad you didn’t have anything to do after you got home. No work, no plans; just you, Topi and some random movie.

Then, as if the gods decided today would be the day, your watch buzzed against your wrist. Lifting it to your face you saw a message. From Mina… oh no. You stopped and pulled out your phone, hoping it was delayed notification from last night. But no, there it was:

Hey! What time should we come over to get ready? Dinner’s at 6, right?

You look towards the sky, how could I have forgotten? It’s the last Saturday of the month.

The last Saturday of every month was the designated “UA Family Dinner”. Mina, Momo and Uraraka started it about a year or so after we all graduated from UA. Pretty much everyone was on board for it and the ones that weren’t were dragged there by everyone else. Over time everyone got used to it and it’s settled in quite nicely as a tradition. You enjoyed it since you had joined UA late in your second year and they had immediately welcomed you in.

Pausing you debated coming up with a lie. Since the last dinner left such a weird energy in your mind. Eventually you lost your internal debate, you typed in a simple response and shoved your phone back into your pocket.

Whenever is fine, I’m running to the store. Want anything?

I guess my day off is out the window. You thought as you entered the store.

***

Unsurprisingly Mina and Tsu were already at your apartment when you returned from the store. They were on the steps of your apartment, talking, while Mina showed Tsu something on her phone. Tsu looked up when she heard you coming. You waved one of your elbows at her, as both your hands had bags. She rushed over and grabbed one from you.

“Y/N! Hey! Took you long enough!” Mina laughed as she stood and gave you a hug.

“Thanks for the help, Mina.” You rolled your eyes and smiled. Then turning to Tsu, “How are you doing Tsu?” You asked as the three of you started up the short stairway to your front door. Mina grabbed your keys from your pocket and helped unlock the door.

“Pretty good, actually-ribbit. We hired a new hero at the agency so everyone’s happy. They’re gonna have the UA work-study kids -ribbit- shadow me though.”

“I mean better you than Midoriya.” You laughed, even after all this time you knew that man could still talk for hours. You don’t know how Uraraka dealt with it.

“Or Bakugou!” Mina added. “Way too impatient still.”

You laughed and shook your head. Part of you felt weary though, and both girls could see it. You looked up at them and continued shaking your head, “No I haven’t talked to him, at all. Not even for rides to work.”

Mina scoffed, “What guy kisses one of his closest highschool friends and then bashes her?”

She reached down to pet Topi, who made an appearance in between her legs. Before Topi could run, Mina grabbed her and moved to sit on the sofa. You went to drop the bags in the kitchen with Tsu before joining her.

“I mean it’s obviously more than that, but it’s still rude.” Tsu added. “Has he reached out at all? You two spent so much time together.”

“Yes, but it’s died out over the month. He offered one of our late night drives and even asked if I still wanted rides to work but I couldn’t bring myself to be near him.” You absently played with one of the sofa pillows

Your friends looked at you with concern but your mind was already drifting to that night, their voices fading in your mind.

***

Todoroki’s house was always gorgeous after the sun went down. This man’s gardener must be a god themselves. That, or Todoroki had a hidden passion.

You laughed at your own thoughts when someone cleared their throat behind you.

“Are we going to go in or just wait outside like losers?” Bakugou asked from beside you. His hands were in the pockets of his dark pants, his skin contrasted against the deep burgundy of his button-down. Even after graduating, he still had his highschool snark. He held his elbow out towards you.

“Fine, fine.” You gave yourself a quick once-over before looping your arm around his and making your way forward. The only sound was your shoes on the walkway and the soft swish of your evening dress. Normally you don't dress up for these monthly dinners but tonight was also Momo’s birthday celebration. The usually laid back vibe was replaced by one of elegance and a little cuteness. Like the roses by the doors being an array of reds, pinks and whites.

“Shoto really went all out, huh? If I didn’t know him better I’d think he has a crush.” You laughed and looked over at Bakugou. “Makes me think he’d be a pretty good boyfriend.”

“Whatever, I could do better.” Bakugou scoffed as he started to open the door.

“Oh? Jealous?” You teased as you leaned closer. It was meant as a joke, but Bakugo’s face darkened.

“No. I just know how to decorate.” He responded quickly and dropped your arm. The two of you silently walked in, his rebuttal settling in your head. Did he have to brush it off so quickly? Lately his responses to your usual flirty cheekiness have gotten colder, more harsh. Granted you and Bakugou had never made any advances towards each other…

But you’d be lying if you said you never wanted to.

Since you met him in highschool you had been attracted to him. He seemed to always tolerate you a little more than everyone else, including Kiri & Denki. You became nearly inseparable the summer before your senior year, your heart soared. It started out with working out together, then binging shows and cooking. Your favorite times were the drives. Either through the city or along the countryside. The two of you could just talk or just sit in comfortable silence. It got to the point where you could reach out, any time of day or night and he would be there.

You got to see more of Bakugou, and the countless hours spent together made you think it would finally happen. But it never did. The moments that dared to lead to something more were always shut down or fizzled out. You didn’t dare push it out of a worry of losing him or the friendship you had built. As for him, you had no idea. All the times he was alluding to more… you could've been reading everything wrong. Maybe he just… didn’t see you in that way.

Regardless, his quick rejection had grown to leave a sour taste in your mouth. Shaking your mind of those thoughts, you chose to brush it off, and enjoy the celebration.

***

As another party game came to a close, you could feel your fatigue catching up to you. Right now, nothing sounded better than your bed. Yet you found yourself gathered with the rest of your UA Alumni, most of whom were still up to keep playing.

"Let’s play Truth or Dare!” Mina shouts rather loudly. looking around at everyone's face she continues, “Come on it'll just be like high school, all over again!"

You groan internally. Of course this would be the last game of the night. reluctantly you agree, a part of you does think that it would be fun.

“Okay so who's first?” Momo looks around cautiously. "I know it's my birthday but I don't want to go first.”

Kirishima looks around, "Why don't we use a bottle? Leave it all to chance?” He looks around, the group nodding their heads and murmuring their agreement.

Ochaco, always helpful, springs up and grabs one of the nearby empty bottles, tossing it to Kirishima before settling back down in her seat next to Izuku. Holding the bottle in his hand Kirishima shrugs before placing it in the center of the circle and spinning it.“I guess I’ll go first then,“ he gives it a solid spin before watching it settle on Tsu.

“Truth or dare?” He grins easily. Tsu ponders for a moment before settling, “ribbit- Dare.“

“I dare you to…“ He looks up for a moment, as if the skies are going to drop a dare into his mind. His eyes light up as he finally settles on something, “swing from the chandelier.“ He quickly glances at Todoroki‘s sharp gaze, “What? We’ll be safe. Shoji or I can catch her.”

Before Todoroki can even begin to protest, Tsu’s tongue lashes out and wraps itself around the bottom of the chandelier. Surprisingly, she’s able to gracefully swing in a few small circles before dropping down into Shoji’s awaiting arms. She gets to her feet and spins the bottle on the way to her seat.

This time it settles on Izuku, whose face turns a shade quite similar to a strawberry. He looks around as if the bottle made a mistake and quickly blurts out “truth!” before Tsu can even ask.

Her response is just as quick, “how long have you liked Uraraka?“

The previous blush quickly drains from his face as he sputters out an answer. “Well – I mean… I guess since-“

Bakugous dry chuckle quickly drowns out the rest of his answer. “We all know you’ve liked her since you first met her. Stop being so damn shy about it you nerd!“ He scoffs, “You two are practically dating at this point.“

“You’re one to talk!“ Uraraka quickly comes to Izuku‘s defense. “Why don’t you talk about your feelings?“

“Fuck you! You don’t know anything“ Bakugo crosses his arms and looks away. You study him intently, was there something you didn’t know? Bakugou is so reserved, maybe that’s it.

Before you can join in and press him further, he’s shoving the bottle towards Izuku. “Hurry up and spin you damn nerd.” Izuku takes a breath and spins, happy to point the attention to someone else.

****

It’s been at least an hour, and you’ve seen your classmates do some wild things, confess some really weird things, and somehow Todoroki ends up in a dress.

Mina has her hand on the bottle, basking in the slight anticipation of the spin. She lets it fly and you watch as it slowly comes to settle on Bakugou. He scoffs once more, “I’m already picking dare, Extra.”

The pink haired hero taps her chin, and locks eyes with Uraraka, silently agreeing to a plan. Her eyes meet yours for just a moment and she gives you a sweet smile.

“Make out with Y/N.” She grins, happy with her scheme.

It’s silent before he humphs and looks at you. “Fine.”

You’re nowhere near the coast, but you swear you can hear a roaring ocean in your ears as he approaches you. You think you hear him mutter some thing about “all this being a stupid dare“ but you can’t focus as you watch his gaze latch onto yours, and his lips slowly make their way to you.

A small gasp of air leaves your mouth as his soft lips touch against yours. His hands snake around your waist, as yours make their way around his neck. Everything fitting together like you were made for him and he was made for you.

Hesitantly, you poke your tongue against his lip. He grunts before opening his mouth slightly, allowing you to explore. As you brush your tongue against his, he bites down, gentle at first. When you don’t pull away his bite becomes a little firmer, eliciting another gasp.

All too quickly he pulls away and suddenly you’re cold, and all too aware of the wolf whistles and catcalls that surround you.

“I think we figured out how Bakugou feels!” You think that’s Denki calling out from somewhere behind you.

Bakugou pulls away quickly, “You wish! That was a dare, why the fuck would I back down. I’m not a pussy.” You swore he aimed the last line at Izuku.

“That felt like more than just a dare bro.” Sero smirks and nudges Mina, who hesitantly smiles. “Have something you want to say?”

He rolls his eyes, “There’s nothing to say.” He turns away from you, looking at Sero. “You dared me so I fucking did it. That shit felt like kissing a friend. Stop reading so damn far into it.”

A friend.

The thought hangs in your mind. You can feel eyes on you. Mina looks annoyed, not with you, but with him. Sero is shocked, as is Izuku. You’re sure everyone is sharing similar looks. Did they all know?

Maybe the alcohol wore off, maybe you’re tired. But Suddenly you feel too sober surrounded by people who are too drunk. Your hands hang at your side and you feel like a fool, standing there watching him sit back down. You should sit too but you don’t want to stay any longer.

Where would you go? Not with him. The thought of sitting in Bakugou’s car, so close and so private, makes your stomach turn even more. The room feels warm and cold at the same time.

Quickly you mumble an excuse about the bathroom and your hair. Already turning towards a hallway. Is there even a bathroom this way?

Alas even the gods must pity you though, as the first door you swing open reveals a guest bathroom. The warm scent of jasmine and sandalwood fill your senses as you look in the mirror. You barely have time to look at yourself before the door is opened again. Momo slowly steps in, allowing you the space to tell her to leave.

“I know it’s not very helpful; but are you alright?” She cautiously reaches forward and rubs your shoulder. “That wasn’t kind of him to say, no matter how he feels… I’m sorry.”

You nod your head slowly, thankful for Momo’s gentle nature. Though you adored Mina, Tsu, and the rest of the girls, you doubt you could handle their drunk personalities in your equally inebriated state.

“I don’t mean to overreact.” You started. “It’s just so overwhelming. To wonder and hope.. to pine. And to just have it all crash down in front of everyone.” Momo nodded her head encouragingly as you continued. “I don’t know how to feel right now. I’m obviously not in the state to think straight but I do think the night is over for me. I just feel drained at this point.”

“Would you like to stay here? Todoroki anticipated guests and has a couple rooms ready. I know Mina is staying, as well as Jirou and some of the boys.”

You shook your head, your bed and Topi sounded like a dream right now. “I think I’ll call a car. Can you help me?” Pulling your phone out, you turned it on and quickly started looking.

“What do you need me to do?” She asked, pulling out her own.

“Just make sure I can leave without too much of a stir.”

She smiled and opened her messages with Denki, “I know just the distraction.”

***

Leave it to Mina to get to your house hours before dinner but still manage to take forever to get ready. Both you and Tsu had finished hair and makeup a bit ago and now were waiting on Mina to leave the bedroom.

“Girl let’s go! We still have to pick up something to bring.” You kicked at your own bedroom door. Mina’s muffled yell rang out, followed by a thump. “No, Sake and a fruit mix are not enough. Plus that was my fruit!”

You looked over at Tsu and gave an exaggerated huff, she giggled and shrugged in response. Turning back to the door, you drew your leg back to kick it again right as Mina opened it. The toe of your ankle boots smacking her shin instead of the door.

“Ow! You bitch!” She swatted at your retreating figure. “You do look very hot though, damn Mami.”

“Hey! I was aiming for the door! I didn’t know you were finally done!” You help your arms up in defense as you laughed. “And thank you, you’re pretty sexy yourself.” Blowing her a quick kiss, you strike a pose.

“C’mon you two- ribbit- we need to hurry if you want to stop by that bakery.”

Nodding your head, you turn to hunt down your purse and any other necessities you might need. You run through your mental checklist and double check the time on your phone. That’s when a couple notifications stop you in your tracks.

3 Missed Calls: Katsuki🌝.

Without even thinking you find his contact and press Call, worry clouding your mind. It’s not like him to call, knowing you prefer texting or even a FaceTime.

The line rings once or twice before you’re greeted by his gruff “Hello?“

“Hey. You called?“ You feel awkward and breathless, for some reason, like you were the one reaching out to him when he had been the first to call.

It’s silent for a moment before he responds. “Do you need a ride?“

You look at Mina and Tsu for a second before turning around and giving a response. “No, I have one. Thank you though. I’ll see you there, okay?“

He mutters something quietly before abruptly hanging up.

Pulling the phone from your ear with a sigh, you turn back towards your friends. Their eyes are already on you, Mina with a hand on her hip while Tsu raises an eyebrow.

The former is the first to break the silence, “So? What did he want?”

Denying her assumption was pointless, “Seeing if I needed a ride.” You continue to gather your belongings and head to the door. “Let’s go before the place closes.”

You walk out before they can ask anything else.

***

The ride to the bakery and Momo’s home is uneventful. Mina keeps up a steady stream of conversation from the center of the backseat. Mostly consisting of her bouncing from topic to topic with an occasional comment from you and Tsu. You thought it was sweet Momo was hosting. The offer came as a thank you for her party. Also her dining room table is massive and can actually seat everyone.

When you arrive most of your class is already there. Stepping out of Tsu’s car, you catch a glimpse of indigo hair a few yards ahead. Grinning you call out to the figure.

“Toshi! My sweet boy!” He glances back with a laugh, pausing to let you all catch up.

“Long time no see, Kid.” His arms open and you give him a hug.

“You’re literally not even a year older than me.” Rolling your eyes, you shift the box of sweet breads in your hands. “But since you’re older you can carry this for me! You must be stronger too right?”

“I would but I have a dish as well.” His face is smug.

You raise a brow, “And where is this dish?” Looking around, you pretend to search for it. “Unless… are you the dish?”

Hitoshi blushes lightly, “No, I must have left it in my car. I missed the last one and I’ve already fallen out of habit.” He turns to walk away and you join him.

“Hey!” Mina calls out to you once you start walking away. “Where are you going?”

“To keep him company!” You call over a shoulder. “See you inside!”

The walk itself isn't very long. You and Hitoshi make light conversation as you complete your little side quest. It’s mainly you asking about the mission he was on during the last get-together. He tells you of a raid on a hybrid trading ring in southern Japan. Animal mutation quirks were being forcefully bred and sold as pets. Nasty stuff.

Stepping inside Momo’s home, you remove your shoes. Once bags and coats are tucked away and Hitoshi’s dish is safely set in the dining room, you make your way to the main room to say hello to everyone. As you enter, Hitoshi is in the middle of explaining an interesting fight and you’re enthralled by it. You had always been curious about the skill behind the capture weapon… in a totally non-sexual way, oddly enough.

Regardless, it takes you a moment to pull your attention to your classmates as they began to notice your arrival. You’re greeted by a chorus of your names intermingled with varying hello’s. There’s already a smile on your face as you reply. As you reply, your eyes travel around the room.

A pair of deep ruby eyes catch yours. The intensity of his gaze startles the smile off of you. It manifests a swirling feeling in your gut. You should go to talk to him. But before you can make your way over, a familiar voice calls out to you.

“Y/N! Hey! You brought sweet bread?!” Rikido waves you over, a big smile on his face. “I’ve been craving some! Can I grab a couple pieces?”

His enthusiasm is contagious and you smile right back, opening the box as you walk over. “Of course! Why do you think I brought them? I heard your agency expanded. That’s awesome!”

“The sake is also for that!” Mina chimes in from her spot on the large couch. “Celebration time!”

Soon the sweet bread and sake are being passed around. Cheers ring out as you congratulate Rikido and his team. He blushes lightly from the attention but is smiling all the same. As people begin to break off into smaller conversations, you hunt for a plate so you can get rid of the larger box.

You’re familiar with Momo’s home, and after you check with her, you grab the box and head to the kitchen. After selecting a plate you deemed worthy, you began stacking the bread on it.

Footsteps approached from down the hall and you figured someone came to grab something. They stopped once they entered the kitchen, however. You felt eyes on your back. Staring.

It didn’t take long to figure out who it was.

“Hey ‘Suki.” You greeted him softly, continuing your arranging. This could only go on for so long, though. Hopefully one of you could address the elephant in the room quickly.

You were grateful when Katsuki took the initiative.The stiffness in your throat wasn’t going to let you do it.

“So Eye Bags was your ride?” His question catches you off guard.

“No, I came with Mina and Tsu. We ran into-” You stopped yourself once the question processed. “Wait, why is that the first thing you ask me? And why does it matter?”

“So he didn’t drive you. Alright.” He leans against the doorframe, eyes trained on your back. “I was curious since you’re usually with me.”

Rolling your eyes to yourself, you shoot back, “Yeah well you’re not the only person in my life, Katsuki.”

He huffs, “You know I didn’t mean it like that, Y/N.” His shoulder slope slightly, “I guess worried is a better word.”

The audacity. You laugh, “You could’ve called me, you know? Or texted, or literally anything!” Turning, arms crossed, you continued, “I mean I know the phone goes two ways, but fuck! Regardless of how I may feel did you ever think that what you said was rude? Not to mention almost our whole class heard it!”

You cover your face, “I just felt so awkward and embarrassed. You don’t have to like me back but you used to be so nice about shutting it down!” At this point you’re rambling but you can’t stop. All the emotions and thinking from the past month are spilling out. You’ve spent so long reciting to your mirror that the real thing feels so cathartic.

As you begin another rant, Katsuki stops you. “Now you wait.” He takes a few steps towards you. “ How do you feel? What do you mean ‘like you back’? Y/N you’re rambling. Just talk to me.”

“Don’t be so dense then!” You shoot back.

“Oi! I’m just trying to understand you and your nonsense!” His voice begins to raise.

You huff in irritation, gathering all your courage you blurt out, “I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love with you. All through our friendship I questioned if something could ever happen. And I hoped it would. Sometimes I was sure it would. But last month, the dare at the party showed me it never would.” Looking down, you hugged yourself and let out a sigh. “I didn’t realize it would hit me that hard… I told myself long ago that I would value our friendship more, and that still stands.” You raise a determined gaze towards him only to find he’s gazing at his crossed arms. A small scowl rests on his face. You begin to second-guess yourself.

“Are you done?” He asks lowly. Still not looking at you.

You hum a reply and remain quiet. Your gaze more questioning now than anything.

“Do you remember the drive we took to the mountain? The long one, that wrapped around a garden and had a lookout for a waterfall.”

You’re about to question him before you decide to let him continue.

“We drove there at the end of summer. Before we took the leap into our lives as Pros.” He chuckles dryly, “Nothing could spoil our excitement. After everything we had gone through, we were ready for the next chapter. You were going on and on about your plans and kept asking my opinion on them. That’s when I realized something.” Pausing he finally looks up at you.

“I wanted to listen to you talk for as long as I could. I need you in the passenger seat for every adventure. The sound of your voice, your presence, I felt so comfortable. So content and satisfied. Once I figured out what it really meant, I grew a habit of psyching myself out whenever an opportunity to show you how I felt came up.” His hand rubs down his face. Your heart races, yet you hesitate to read to deeply into it. You need him to say it.

“I wasn’t thinking at the party. I finally got the chance to kiss the girl who never leaves my mind and I blow it. Everyone saying it before I could- I could do it the way I wanted. I panicked and shut it down.” He takes a few more steps towards you. His hands reach towards yours. “I’m in love with you too, Y/N. I’m sorry I took so long to catch up to you.” He chuckles and leans his forehead onto yours.

You smile as you memorize the look of his eyes this close. “That was pretty sappy.” Laughing, you wink. “Who helped you, huh?”

Katsuki groans, “C’mon don’t ruin the romance goddamnit.” He playfully glares at you and quietly adds, “Shitty Hair wanted to make sure I didn’t fuck it up even more.”

Giggling, you tilt your head towards him, “I’m glad he gave you some pointers.”

“Just shut up so I can kiss you. Properly this time.”

“Was last time not properly?” You question.

Instead of giving you a response he pulls your body flush against his. Katsuki connects your lips and continues to say what he needs to without words.

It was definitely a proper kiss. Your mind is a glowing mess of contentment, happiness and longing. Katsuki is the only thing your senses can process right now. The smell of his cologne, his hands running along your sides and lower back, the feeling of his hair running through your fingers, the quiet shushing of-.

Wait. The shushing? Katsuki seems to hear it as well as he stops the kiss and pulls away. You’re leaning to see around his large frame and you catch a glimpse of your friends gathered in the doorway, listening.

Your yelling is almost as loud as Katsuki. Among the ruckus Mina calls out to you.

“So you don’t need a ride home?”

Turning to Katsuki you smile softly, “No, I’ll be alright. I have a ride.”

“Damn right you do.” He gazes at you deeply, but this time your stomach fills with butterflies. You need another kiss. Stat. Katsuki seems to feel the same as her turns to the rest of the party and orders them to “get the fuck out, I want to kiss her”.

Momo chimes in that it’s technically her kitchen but helps usher everyone out nonetheless.

Katsuki guides you back towards him with a gentle grip on your chin. He leans in but before he can kiss you, a hand on his chest stops him. He raises a brow.

“Can we go on a drive after this?”

His lips give you the answer you were looking for.

•••

I hope y’all enjoyed this! I’ll be uploading more of my writings throughout today. Please feel free to request things and such! I have some interesting ideas bouncing around and I’m excited!!

Appreciate ya the most, friends!

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ariyucake · 2 years ago

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Hey uh can you do yandere twisted wonderland with an MC that exactly like Shuichi Saihara from DRV3?

┊Yeah sure dear loaf piece <3

- - - > [ Some ] Yandere Twst chars with a darling who's just like Saihara Shuichi from NDRV3

┊Summary ; You had been isekai'd to a world that was less worse than your world, but then this world . . . started to become much more worse than the world you were from . You've been kidnapped by a certain friend of yours whom you trusted with all your heart . You are betrayed as you found out they were secretly obsessed with you .

┊Warnings ; Actually, there are none except these boys obsessing over you

+ Riddle . ~

┊He's one of the worst yanderes to be obsessed with you in my opinion .

┊And + he only likes you to the point of obsession because you were so helpful and kind .

┊You're one of the very few people who can actually get along with him, you'd do anything he says without shaking your head nor fight back at him .

┊No wonder why he fell badly for you .

┊He spoils you with love, attention, and everything that you like even tho you didn't even ask for it . He loves it when you give attention back to him - your reactions are also very adorable when he always hug you out of nowhere from the back .

┊He forces makes you study with him whenever you both had to for an important exam, test, etc .

┊When he kidnaps you ; you'd be terrified and scared . You'd flinch whenever he touches you . But after a few weeks of giving you extra love and attention, you start to get much more comfortable with him .

┊Just wait 'till you guys are gonna get married

+ Deuce . ~

┊He's a little overprotective of you, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut . . . you haven't seen him ever beat up a poor student for trying to even confess their lovey dovey feelings for you

┊Loafs you to bits, some people even mistake you guys for siblings and he just quietly sighs as his depressed yandere arc starts ahaha I'm sorry .

┊Does he spoil you ? Not quite . If he thinks you deserve something then he'll get it for you <3

┊Never ever drags you into trouble with him and Ace involved, he didn't want your head to go ' Off with your head ! ' by Riddle, it did happen once tho and Deuce mentally scolded Ace because of it . . .

┊He's kind of wholesome actually, he likes to chill and watch detective movies with you, since afterall - you are the Ultimate Detective .

┊Praises you a lot whenever you pass an exam because somehow you always ace an exam with a lot of effort put into it, you really know how to impress him, aha .

┊Stalks you whenever you have to do something like a ; errand, chore, etc . He's just worried about your safety 'kae ?

┊Once you both get out of this hell of a school, he'll confess his feelings to you, he may be obsessed with you - but not that obsessed ! He'll take everything slowly .

+ Kalim . ~

┊Okae I gotta admit that he's one of my favourite characters along with Deuce, so this is going to be fun to write >:)

┊If he wants something, he gets it ! And boom, now you're in the Scarabia dorm with him <3

┊Okae but seriously tho, because of you - Jamil now has to work 2x times much more because he's serving two people now, in which that is ; you, and Kalim .

┊He spoils you a lot, a whole lot, a whole lot more than Riddle . He gives you expensive things . Very, very, expensive . You felt like a gold digger by just even touching the certain jewelries .

┊Does he wanna get married with you yet ? Honestly no . He thinks that that could wait and that you both should enjoy your lives before getting much more problems !

┊When the day he kidnaps y - wait up, he wouldn't kidnap you since . . . he already has you in his dorm and that's enough ! Just lightly confesses to you and you reply a ' yes ' since you didn't know what to do in these situations .

┊I had a lot of fun writing the last two .

┊I also got a new phone and I am upset to say that it is an Iphone, do what you can to slander me, I deserve it .

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silverdelirium · 3 years ago

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hi! can you do one where draco and the reader are married (don’t make them old please make them like the married rich pretty milf and dilf couple), and they have a daughter. anyway, draco is out because of work/something else (it’s up to u) and the reader is with their daughter and they get into a small fight and the daughter says something really bad/hurtful to the reader (her mother) and the reader like gets sad (make it bad so it can be dramatic😏) and when draco gets home he finds the reader like crying (smoking too bc a milf smoking is hot but if you don’t want to add it it’s fine) and yeah basically the rest is up to you :)) ily hope ur well and fine. <3

CIGARETTES & INSECURITIES | D.M

thank you hoe @selenesheart for helping me with the title ily

warnings: anxiety, lowkey panic attack, insecurities of being a bad mother, mean child, smoking, angst w a happy ending

———

draco’s hurried steps were heard echoing across the hallway as he rapidly made his way downstairs, cussing his boss out under his breath for calling him on a fucking Sunday. the same sunday he was about to spend basking in the love of his wife and child, all expectations now turned to mush.

“i’m sorry i have to go, my love. call me if you need anything, okay?” spoke draco, tone soft as he held your face in his hands, giving you one last sad smile before pressing a sweet kiss on your lips.

you gave him a feeble nod in response with a reassuring smile, watching him storm off in long strides, still swearing in hushed whispers and with a flick of his wand, he was gone.

you instantly took notice of how intense the atmosphere got around the manor- almost scary. deadly quiet with your four-year-old toddler still asleep and big curtains blocking any sunlight from coming in.

it almost caused goosebumps to rise on your arms as if the universe was already warning you of the day you were gonna have to deal with today.

maybe the first bad thing to happen today was being woken up by draco’s phone going off like crazy with calls of his boss and endless text messages of his colleagues.

it didn’t matter though, you had other things to worry about. your toddler was already walking down the stairs with a sleepy stare as she made her way to you, immediately taking notice of how there was no trace of draco, and looking around for any signs of her father.

“hi there” you greeted, giving her a sympathetic smile when she asked for draco, her small body already wrapped around your torso. a small sigh with a brief explanation of a work emergency was given to her. her sour mood amplifying a tenfold for every word that left your mouth.

she stayed quiet for a moment, and just as you started beaming at the thought of calming a daddy’s girl- she sobbed heavily in your ear, clinging hard to you but still screaming for draco.

a grimace found its way to your face along with a sorrowful expression as you shushed her down, tracing your fingers down her spine; a small trick you always did to relax her in days like this.

her sobs quieted down but she still cried silently in your shoulder, hot tears rolling down her face that had you questioning whether you should call your husband or not, the thought accompanying the insecurity of being a terrible mother who can barely keep her child tranquil.

after a few minutes of letting her pour all her emotions out, you made a path to the kitchen and sat her down on the barstool, wiping her tears away as she huffed in what seemed to be an angry expression.

“would you like some breakfast, baby?” you spoke, tone soft and slow as to not aggravate the situation.

“i want daddy”

“he’s- he’s not here right now” you tried to reason, watching as she took a deep breath but said nothing.

you turned around to head for the stove. but your ears caught a small murmur of “you’re the worst” coming from none other than your daughter.

a thunder-struck look adorned your face, blinking back the tears that found their way to your waterline.

ever since you found out you were pregnant, the anxiousness of being a not good enough mom had filled you in seconds, thinking of the worst scenarios possible throughout the pregnancy. draco was always there to ease your nerves a bit, yet, never quite pushing them away completely.

and jesus- did that simple three-word sentence stung painfully at your heart.

you stayed frozen in place for a few moments before taking a deep breath and quickly collecting yourself, continuing your errands around the kitchen as you made an effort to ignore the way your hands became clammy and heartstrings were pulled harshly in your chest.

the rest of the day went painfully slow, your daughter completely ignoring you and just curling up on the couch or playing in her room, always slamming the door in your face whenever you attempted to talk to her. your back also aching from having to do all house chores by yourself. every once in a while getting a text message from draco, rushed typos of “i love you” and “i’m gonna be there soon”.

——

the clock read 6:07 P.M and you held the cigarette to your lips with shaky fingers, tears blurring your vision as all the frustration from today came crashing down at once.

sobs rocked through your body as you inhaled the smoke and blew it out past your nostrils. warm, thick tears not coming to a halt even once.

your cries muffled every sound around you. not taking notice of draco who was now frantically searching for you, already finding your daughter safe and asleep on the couch. yet you were nowhere to be found.

it took one look at the cigarette package on the dining table for draco to locate you. he knew about your anxiety and how bad it got when triggered.

his heart ached and fists clenched at his side as he turned to his baby girl, snuggling her deeper into the thick fluffy blanket before making his way to the porch where you sat with a hand to your sternum, big clouds of smoke fogging the air around you.

“oh, baby” he sympathized, not giving you time to react as he enveloped you in a big hug, feeling the way your curled your fists on his shirt and sobbed quietly, taking ragged breaths every once in a while.

after a few minutes of taking shallow breaths, you pulled your head back from his chest, just enough to stare at his face, his bright grey eyes running down every feature you had, almost like he was studying it.

“what happened today?” he whispered, closing his eyes and connecting his forehead with yours.

you released a breath through your nose and lit off the cigarette on the small table next to you before explaining every small detail from today to draco, a few tears escaping at some points.

once you were done, draco removed his head from yours, pulling back and displaying both of his palms on your cheeks, observing your tear-stained face made him ache with sorrow.

“my love” he started “you are the world’s greatest mother to ever exist, a bad day with your child does not define your abilities as a mom. she loves you, we all do. you don’t know how fuzzy she gets when you’re not here.”

his words made a small smile crack through your lips, buzzing nerves slowly weighing down after every syllable he spoke.

“we would all be doomed if it wasn’t for you. every parent has a bad day, do not beat yourself up for it, it happens to the best of us.” he finalized, chest swelling with pride once he saw how you were full-on beaming, puckering your lips like a silent sign for a kiss which he gladly provided.

“i love you” you mumbled against his mouth.

“i love you more” he responded.

———

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starks-hero · 4 years ago

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Right a Wrong

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: You, Sam and Bucky get to work repairing Sam’s family boat. Turns out the boat isn’t the only thing in need of fixing. But with help from you and Sam, Bucky figures some stuff out.

Word Count: 3,745

Warnings: a bit of a make-out session but not enough to be classed as smut, tfatws spoilers! 1x05

a/n: This is a direct result of watching episode 5 too many times. Spoilers below!

|| Part Two ||

Small waves lapped gently against the dock and the afternoon sun warmed your back as you worked on the old boat.

You were standing side by side with Bucky, crowbar in hand as you attempted to pry off the old metal cleats from the boats side, whilst he expertly pulled rusted pipes apart and threw them into a pile. As if on queue, one of the pipes on the opposite side of the ship burst, hissing and spurting out white clouds of steam. You marvelled at how quickly Bucky reacted, quickly crossing the deck and sealing the leak with an abrupt upward turn of the pipe with his metal arm.

"Where did you learn so much about fixing boats?" You teased, motioning to the now fixed pipe with your crowbar. Bucky dusted off his hands.

"I used to work on the docks in Brooklyn before the war." He shrugged, rolling up his sleeves to the elbow and taking a seat on a crate next to you. "I picked up a few things."

He furthered his point by leaning over and pulling at the cleat you'd been grappling with. It came away from where it was attached to the boat's side with ease in Buckys iron grip. He smirked as he tossed the scrap aside and you rolled your eyes.

"Show off."

Bucky chuckled, sitting back as Sam stepped onto the boat. He was carrying a crate in one hand and shook his head when he noticed Bucky's smirk and your dismissive smile.

"Alright, you two." He placed the crate down and pulled out two green bottles, throwing one to Bucky and handing you the other. "Beer break."

Sam took a seat across from you both and you sighed as you opened your beer, raising it up to Bucky.

His annoyance was discredited by the fond smile that broke through his expression as he begrudgingly clinked his bottle with yours. You reached over and did the same with Sam as the three of you relaxed under the heat of the Louisiana sun.

"It's starting to look good," you noted as you glanced around the boat and Sam smiled.

"Yeah, it's coming together." He took a swig of his beer. "You know, Sarah and I were talking." He started and both you and Bucky glanced up at him. "And we could use the help. Don't suppose you two would consider staying around a while? Just till we get a lead on Karli."

The offer caused a noticeable smile to pull at your lips whilst Bucky shifted beside you at Sam's words. His agitation grew and he stood.

"I've got my plane to catch tomorrow, a hotel room for the night," he said, raising his bottle to his lips to hide his doubt. He really didn't have that much of a plan beyond that.

"You're just gonna set me up like that, huh?" Sam asked and Bucky shrugged.

"Well, I don't want to make it weird for your family."

"Just stay here," Sam said and you couldn't help but nod subconsciously. The truth was you really didn't really want to leave. There was something about staying with the Wilson's and spending the day fixing up an old run-down family boat that made everything seem so normal. It gave you a sense of home, a sense of normality that you hadn't had in a long time. For a while, it even made you forget about the flag smashers, Walker, all of it. It was a much-needed break.

"The people in this town are the most welcoming in the world. They don't care if you wear small t-shirts or if you've got six toes or if your mom is your aunt-"

You laughed and Bucky barely hid a chuckle behind a huff of breath and a bright smile.

"Okay, I get it. The people are nice."

You placed your bottle aside and turned to Sam.

"You're sure Sarah doesn't mind?" you asked and Sam's smile only widened.

"She's the one that offered."

Grinning, you sat back and nodded. "Then I don't see why not."

"See?" Sam pointed to you and then Bucky. "Just stay, man."

Bucky shuffled his feet for a moment before finally answering with a begrudging, "Okay. Alright." He didn't say anything else as he turned and walked down the boat.

"He'll come around. He probably just wants his space." You said, picking up your beer. Sam nodded, taking a swig of his own drink.

"I hope you're right."

You woke up feeling more refreshed than you had in a while. Your hands and back hurt slightly from the tiring work on the boat, but it was a dull ache compared to the constant throbbing that came after a mission. Your cheeks were warm, surely as a result of the hours spent out in the sun the day before.

Both you and Bucky stayed the night. Sarah had offered you the spare room and after a solid fifteen minutes of bickering, you finally conceded to Bucky and agreed to sleep in the guest bed. He took the couch.

The sun was just beginning to rise up over the water when you and Bucky both headed back out to the boat. Sam joined you not long after. You worked until mid-afternoon, reluctantly taking short breaks. You fell into a quick rhythm as you worked around the boat. Surprisingly, the three of you seemed to make a pretty decent team off of the battlefield.

"Hey, can you pass me a 12-300?" Sam asked from under the boat's control panel. Bucky reached into the toolbox and placed the wrench in Sam's outstretched hand. A few seconds later Sam was rolling out from under the controls and glaring disapprovingly at Bucky.

"What?"

"I asked for a 12-300," Sam stated plainly. "This is a 10-250."

"No, it's not." Bucky bit back.

"Yes, it is."

"No, it's not!"

"Hey, geniuses." You cut their bickering short as both men turned to look at you. You held up the grease-slick wrench that had been misplaced and tossed it to Sam. "You left it below deck when you were working on the engine."

Sam muttered a quiet 'thanks' as he got back to work. Silence settled over the three of you for a few minutes until Sam decided it was getting awkward.

"So, are you still planning on leaving tonight?" He asked from under the station and Bucky nodded, before realising Sam couldn't see him.

"Yeah," he said loud enough for Sam to hear. "I'll be out of your way soon."

You could hear Sam's sigh from beneath you as he clambered back to his feet and stood between you and the super-soldier leaning against the wall of the cabin.

"Well, there's no hurry."

Sam didn't say anything else as he cleaned the oil and grease from his hands with a cloth and stepped off the boat. Bucky sighed and let his head fall back behind him.

"Go," you ordered plainly and he looked up at you.

"What?"

"Go," you said again, nodding your head towards where Sam was walking away. "You both need to talk. Bucky, whatever you're not saying, it's getting to you. So go talk to him."

Bucky hesitated, chewing on the inside of his cheek. He glared at nothing in particular but his gaze softened when it found you and he muttered a quiet, 'fine.' You stepped aside as he made his way past you and stepped up onto the dock, heading after Sam.

"And don't be a smart ass!" You called after him. He didn't reply, but you could only hope that Sam and Bucky's conversation would be somewhat constructive.

"Nice shot!" You retrieved the football from the back of the goal as Cass, Sam's eldest nephew, celebrated his score.

Once Sam and Bucky had left the boat, you had headed back to the house, helping Sarah with any errands or chores, doing anything you could to help out. Sam and Bucky had been gone a little over an hour and you didn't know if that meant their talk was going very well or very not. You'd been sitting rather uselessly on the couch, waiting in anticipation, when Sam's nephews had invited you to play a game of football. And how could you refuse?

You tossed the ball back to the boys who eagerly pounced at it. You were stood in the small goal, allowing both boys to take as many shots as they wanted. AJ stepped forward and kicked the ball, groaning when it flew off to the left, a few meters away from where you were standing and missed the net entirely. He glanced down at the ground, disheartened.

“Hey, it's alright, AJ.” You smiled as you ran to grab the ball and passed it back to him. “Come on, try again.”

With encouragement from his brother, he took the shot and this time the ball planted itself in the top corner of the goal. Both boys cheered as they celebrated and you smiled. You dusted yourself off, your knees and hands covered in dust from the football game as you turned to head back inside the house. Both boys protested as you left but you promised them you'd be back. The more time you spent with AJ, Cass, Sam and Sarah, the more you didn't want to leave. There was something about staying with the Wilson's that made you feel content. It was homely and offered a sense of normality that the last few weeks had caused you to miss.

You entered the kitchen and poured yourself a glass of water. Sarah had told you over and over again to help yourself to anything in the kitchen. You leaned against the counter, glass in hand and just basked in the feeling of not having to worry about donning a suit and risking your life at a moments notice. It was something you could get used to.

“That was adorable.”

Your head snapped up at the sound of a voice and you found Bucky joining you in the kitchen. He was smirking fondly.

“You and the boys.”

You chuckled softly and shrugged. “They're sweet kids.”

Bucky nodded, pulling a glass of his own from the shelf and filling it with water from the tap. It furthered the sense of domesticity that you were really starting to love. He took a seat at the table across from you.

“So,” you started as you placed your own glass aside. “How did it go? You and Sam.”

Bucky chuckled and you couldn't tell if it was sarcastic or genuine, but something about the grin that lingered on his lips had you banking on the latter.

‘‘Not bad,” he admitted eventually with a shrug. He hesitated for a moment before continuing. “We talked. He said if I'm going to fix anything, if I'm going to get what's left of him out of my mind.” Bucky subconsciously ran his hand across his temple. “I'm going to have to put in the work. Help the people I wronged instead of just saying sorry.”

You nodded, silently making a note to thank Sam later on. He always had a way with words, he could always get through to people. That's why he was given the shield.

“He's got a point.”

Bucky scoffed and hung his head at your words. “I should have known you'd be on his side.” There was no hostility in his words. He just sounded amused, and maybe a little tired.

“I don't think this comes down to whose side I'm on, Bucky. We both want what's best for you.” You answered honestly and Bucky glimpsed up at you. He anxiously toyed with his hands as you spoke, looking vulnerable, and slightly lost despite how hard he tried to hide it. You knew Sam had already spoken to him, but it couldn't hurt for you to say something as well.

“Look Bucky, telling yourself that you're okay and that everything that happened doesn't matter anymore because you've made 'amends' isn't going to help.”

He sighed, shuffling his feet against the tiles of the kitchen floor. “I know,” he admitted quietly.

“And I know you're probably tired of hearing this but, you're not him anymore, Bucky. You're not the winter soldier. Everything you did whilst you were him wasn't your choice. Just because you remember it doesn't mean that it was your fault. It's not your responsibility to fix it.”

Bucky sighed but didn't interrupt. He was listening. This wasn't like the therapist that he was forced to sit in front of and lie to every other week. This was someone he trusted, someone whose words he valued. Someone he honestly believed could help. He sighed but nodded to show that he was still listening.

“I think Sam’s right,” you said. “It might not be your responsibility to fix everything that went wrong but trying could help. It could give you that closure that you keep chasing after. You need to let go, Bucky. You need to forgive yourself. Maybe you just need the people who are hurting to forgive you first. Then you can learn how to do the same.”

Bucky's expression was unreadable. So many emotions flashed across his eyes you found it difficult to pinpoint just one.

“How do I start?” he asked quietly. It just seemed impossible. There were so many people he'd hurt, so many people he'd wronged. He'd left children as orphans, wives as widows and parents childless. How could he possibly start trying to fix or make all those people feel in any way better?

You smiled softly at his question. “Small. One at a time,” you said simply. “Then just keep putting one in front of the other.”

Bucky considered your words, glancing down at his hands as he thought. Before long, a small smirk pulled at his lips.

“I can't decide who'd make a better therapist. You or Sam,” he joked and you laughed, shaking your head dismissively.

“Well, Sam did council veterans so I think he takes that title.”

“I'd say it's pretty tied,” Bucky said, walking across the kitchen and standing next to you as he washed his glass, drying it off and placing it back on the shelf. The room fell into a comfortable silence.

“Thank you, Y/N.” He said after a moment, his tone sincere and his expression genuine as he looked at you. You nodded, gently placing your hand against his shoulder.

“Don't mention it. You know I'm always here if you need to talk.”

The sound of a football colliding with the wall dangerously close to the window followed by two voice's loudly shouting, 'sorry!' in unison drew a quaint laugh from you both.

“Duty calls.” You grinned, patting Bucky on the back as you passed him. “Team Wilson is missing its goalkeeper.”

Bucky chuckled, watching you go. You crossed the kitchen but his voice stopped you just as your hand reached the doors handle.

“Y/N?”

You turned back around to face him and couldn't help but notice that he seemed a little more apprehensive than he had before.

“Yeah?”

He exhaled slowly, willing himself to tell you what was on his mind.

“I was just thinking things over and you know, I’m leaving today,” he hesitated slightly before glancing up at you. “And I guess I was wondering if you’d come with me?”

Your hand slipped from where it was still holding the brass handle of the door. You tilted your head as your mind fully processed his question. The shock must have been evident in your expression as Bucky rushed to continue.

“I know you're planning on staying here and I get why.” He pulled a tattered red book from his pocket which you immediately recognized as Steve’s. He began absentmindedly turning the pages, running his fingers over the paper. “I want to try and start fixing things, making things right. But truth is I have no idea where to start. I thought that maybe you could help me with that?”

“I thought you wanted your space," you admitted after a moment.

“No.” He shook his head. “That's the last thing I want.”

You thought it over, resting your back against the door. Bucky trusted you, evidently a lot more than you thought he did. Not only was he comfortable enough telling you how he felt and admitting he didn't know what to do next. But he also wanted you with him. It was clear he was holding back, not wanting to overwhelm you by admitting just how badly he wanted you to go with him. But the way he eagerly watched you as he waited patiently for your answer was a dead give away.

You wanted to help Bucky, you wanted to be there for him. If that meant helping him right his wrongs and staying with him during that trying time, at least until Sam got a lead on Karli and the Flag Smashers, then you were more than happy to comply.

“You're sure about this?” you asked and Bucky pushed off the counter and crossed the room, stopping just in front of you.

“Absolutely.” His voice dropped down to a hushed whisper. “Come with me.” His hand gently caught your wrist, his fingers running up your arm. His face was inches from yours now, your breaths mingling. “Please?”

His lips pressed to yours before you could answer and you immediately kissed back. Your hand fell against his shoulder, the other laying gently against the nape of his neck. He groaned quietly against you, his arms finding your waist as he gently guided you backwards till your back met the wall. He pressed into you, his hands roaming up your body and you moaned as he deepened the kiss.

“Yes.” You answered when he pulled away slightly and he smiled against you, relieved. Neither of you said anything else as Bucky sighed and pulled you closer, his thigh slipping between your legs as he pinned you to the wall.

God, he'd wanted to do this for so long. Wanted to kiss you, to feel you against him. He wanted you. Your hand slipped into his hair and you pulled him closer, smirking against him. You'd wanted this just as bad. And you both only had your own stubbornness to blame for taking so damn long. It didn't matter now though. Not as he gently bit down on your lower lip and you slipped your hand under his shirt and felt up his chest. It all felt so natural, so right.

“Ten minutes.”

Both your eyes flew open at the all too familiar voice, Bucky pulling away from you so quickly he only barely avoided falling over a nearby chair.

“I left you two alone to talk for ten minutes,” Sam repeated from where he was standing on the other side of the room, his arms crossed. You tried to subtly smoothen out your clothes whilst Bucky ran his hand through his tangled hair.

“We were,” Bucky said, clearing his throat. “We were talking. We...talked.”

Sam nodded, entirely unconvinced, and smirked. He reclined against the counter, showing no sign of leaving anytime soon. A painfully awkward silence settled over the kitchen as Sam continued to shift his knowing stare from you to Bucky.

The humiliation of the entire situation seemed to get to Bucky first as he clasped his hands together after less than a minute.

“You know, what? I'm leaving in a few hours and I've got to pack so I better just go-” Bucky rambled as he shot you a subtle apologetic look before turning to Sam, who was nodding along in faux agreement to his pathetic attempt of an excuse.

Bucky quickly crossed the kitchen, Sam harshly patting him on the back as he passed him and left the room. Leaving just you and Sam alone. You turned to your friend and found that he was still grinning at you with that same mischievous look in his eyes. You felt like a deer in headlights. In an attempt to act as though Sam hadn't just walked in on you and Bucky making out, you tried making normal conversation.

“Sam, there was actually something I wanted to tell you. I know I said I was going to stay for a while but I guess there's been a change of plan. I-”

“I know.” He cut you off and his smile only widened when you looked at him in utter confusion. “You honestly think he would have asked you to go with him if I didn't tell him to get his shit together first?”

Your confusion slowly melted away and was replaced with a look of disbelief. You laughed despite yourself. You should have known Sam had something to do with it. ‘‘How long have you been playing cupid?” you asked jokingly and Sam chuckled.

“He needs you, Y/N. More than he wants to admit,” Sam said, tone now more serious than before. “Things will be fine here, I'll call you as soon as Torres finds us something to work with. But right now, he needs your help before that hole he's stuck in gets too deep for him to climb out of.”

You sighed as the weight of Sam's words set in. He was right, Bucky really did need you. That wasn't a responsibility you could afford to take lightly. Not that you planned to.

“Thanks, Sam,” you said genuinely and Sam smirked as he crossed the room and pulled you into a hug. He could tell you needed it.

“Anytime.” He pulled away and offered you a warning glare. “But I swear, if you two making out the minute I turn my back becomes a regular thing I'm going to kick both your asses.”

“Got it,” you nodded, barely stifling a laugh.

Sam's scowl melted into a smile and he motioned towards the stairs. “Go on, get your things together. You've got a plane to catch in a few hours.”

You smiled and headed upstairs after Bucky. Sam leaned against the counter with his arms crossed and a satisfied smile. Getting you two together had taken more work than he'd thought. But he knew it would be worth it, you both needed each other. Whether you were willing to admit it or not. And Sam was confident that if there was anyone that could help Bucky and offer him that sense of home and peace that he was so desperately craving, it was you.

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