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peachsayshi · 3 years

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Peach, congratulations for 1k! I'm so happy for you, asdfghjkl!

For your event:

I would bring self-made ichigo daifuku! 🍓

Soft Sukuna slowly falling for the mother of his child (like a continuation of this) where he bathes with his wife and she traces his tattoos. Fluff, but I would love it if it was suggestive or steamy. (I'm on a Sukuna brainrot)

Thank you! 🥺🤍

🍑 Peach’s Pot Luck Party 🍑

Imagine: Soft!Sukuna slowly falling for the mother of his child - based off these drabbles

minors and ageless blogs dni

Tags: sukuna written in human-ish form, angsty fluff? (I’m sorry it’s just the mood I am in, I’m trying to also show the pining in this piece)

A/N: Thank you so much, lovely! And what a delicious treat to bring! ❤️ 👏 I would happily write Soft!Sukuna any day, it is most definitely a guilty pleasure for me. I hope you enjoy this & it satisfies your brain rot! xoxo Requests are open for my Dad!Sukuna drabbles! - I picked the name Rai because it means thunder & lightning. - the little tidbit about the baby’s conception is actually a sneak peak for the two part series I want to write for The Way You Claim Me -

You climbed the marbled step, feeling the cool steam at your feet as you stood beside the wooden bathtub. You fidgeted with the loose grey knot fastened around your waist, your oversized robe hanging off your shoulders as you hesitated removing it to reveal your naked body underneath.

“If you don’t hurry up, I’ll drag you in myself,” Sukuna grumbled, staring at you with cold eyes and impatiently tapping the sharp end of his nail along the edge of the tub.

You swallowed hard, your eyes traveling to soak in the sight of his wet, chiseled physique. The same body you once eagerly clung to as you rode out orgasm after orgasm. His arms were sprawled out, his legs taking up most of the room and leaving very little space for you to nestle in. Your heart thumped lightly in your chest, goosebumps raising across your skin as you hesitated taking the next step.

You were nervous.

A significant amount of time has elapsed since you last shared your body intimately with Sukuna. You were aware that he has been fulfilling the needs you could not meet by sleeping with the other concubines living in his palace.

He has no reason to disclose his private business to you, but his recent partners loved to gossip and they especially enjoyed rubbing all the torrid details in your face, now that his favored whore was too busy coddling a toddler in her arms.

Trying your best to swallow your apprehension, you simply nodded your head, knowing full well that you should abide by your master’s command to avoid triggering his short temper.

Your fingers hooked through the knot and you pulled. The grey robe pooled to your feet and you noticed Sukuna inhale a sharp breath. His expression remained stoic but his pupils dilated at the sight of your smooth skin and lovely curves, only morphing as a wicked grin upturned the corners of his mouth.

You wanted to fold your arms over your chest, to hide back underneath the comfort of the patterned robe.

Sukuna’s face fell.

He quirked his brow, “Is there something wrong?”

“No, My King...” you politely replied.

“Well, then...” he added on, raising two of his fingers and flicking his digits to direct you towards him.

You timidly dipped one foot into the tub, then the next, until you were fully submerged under hot water. Your legs tangled between your master’s, your hands finding their place on his chest as you angled your body comfortably against his.

Heat bloomed from beneath your cheeks noticing that he was already semi-hard.

“This is the first time I’ve had you to myself without the pest around,” he grumbled, adjusting his position to compensate you being on top of him.

“You mean our son?” you chided.

Sukuna scoffed, his hands moving to firmly grip your hips.

“If he wasn't my own blood, I’d have somebody else deal with him.”

Usually your master would take you like the beast he his but all he did was steal a kiss after making his statement.

You shivered feeling him brush the tip of his nose along your neck, breathing in your scent as he hummed with approval.

“Tsubaki,” he mumbled against your skin, recognizing the fragrance of the camellia flower that hung heavily around you. “I haven’t smelt this on you in a while…”

“Rai’s too sensitive,” you replied with a sigh, your eyes falling heavy from the sensation of Sukuna being so close. “I stopped wearing the perfume after I noticed it gave him a rash…”

“Tsk, weakling. That boy is nothing like me,” Sukuna grumbled through gritted teeth, his lips gliding their way down to your collar bone where he offered another kiss. “Anyway, I don’t want to waste my time thinking about him...”

He’s more like you than you think, you replied in your head.

The water sloshed as he tugged you into him, molding your bodies together and trapping you between his limbs.

Your hands casually traced along the black circle painted on his shoulder and you swallowed the lump in your throat.

Sukuna’s disregard for his own offspring pained you, but you knew your place and never revealed what your mind truly thought or how your chest tightened every single time he said such cruel words.

The truth is, you didn’t really know how to act around Sukuna with Rai in the picture.

Before you were complacent with your role as merely a guest in his bed, but now...

He wasn’t just your master.

He was the father of your child.

The circumstances of your relationship were already changing prior to your son being born. Sukuna began devoting his time to you alone, and your nights of unadulterated passion was filtered with tender moments where he treated your body with unusual care.

Then there was the night of Rai’s conception, and how your overprotective king claimed you solely to himself in the heat of the moment.

You’ve shared fleeting moments of domesticity with him since then, witnessed from a distance as he cradled his own baby in his arms while recanting stories of his power and glory, while you pondered what life could possibly be like.

After that, you hoped he would regard you as something more than a piece of pussy for him to fuck at his own leisure.

You felt his lips ghost over your own, rough hands moving to cup your breasts as a wicked smile spread across that unholy, handsome face.

“You’re quiet, pet...” he pointed out, his thumbs sweeping over your hardened nipples and earning a soft whimper in response. “If you don’t tell me what’s on your mind, then I’ll have no choice but to draw out that pretty voice in ways that proved quite successful in the past...”

Your heart continued to race, your inability to hide your complicated thoughts revealed plainly on your face.

“It’s just that...it’s been so long since we’ve been together...” you stammered, your mind moving faster than your heart could keep up as you allowed your vulnerability to creep through the open cracks.

“That’s why you have all night to make up for the time we lost...” Sukuna bluntly replied without any consideration.

There it was again, the gut wrenching twinge that made you acknowledge your disappointment in him.

A weight dropped to the pit of your stomach, as you began understanding the root cause of your insecurities, but recognizing that you were in love with your malicious master scared you more than he ever could.

***

“I’m sorry, I think I’m just not myself today. Maybe...maybe it would be best...if you asked one of the others to care for you instead...”

Sukuna’s lips parted, his brows pinching at the front as he clenched his jaw.

You weren’t even looking him in the eye, and he could not figure out how to dissect your odd demeanor.

You have never approached him with such insecurity before.

Even during your first meeting, you still had the tenacity to feign confidence that only made him more intrigued by you.

He firmed his hold around you, his nostrils flaring slightly as his chest rose and fell due to his growing irritation.

“I did not dismiss you, brat, nor did I ask to spend my time with anybody else.”

His calm tone contrasted the dominating delivery in which he spoke, sending a shiver down your spine. When Sukuna saw your face flinch at his words, an unfamiliar ache of disappointment overcame him and he immediately regretted speaking so harshly.

The man had too much pride to admit that he had been pitifully waiting for this moment all day.

He arranged for the servants to watch over his son, reiterating that he would rip their bodies to shreds if anything happened to his child while he preoccupied your time. He knew how much you hated being away from the boy but craved you in ways that was proving to be unbearable.

Tonight was supposed give you both a chance to spend time together without any distractions.

He could see your mind drifting, your silence speaking volumes as he wondered why you were so eager to run way from him when all he wanted was to be closer to you.

“I understand,” you meekly replied. “I…I apologize for speaking out of line.”’

Sukuna narrowed his gaze, holding back his emotion by methodically reading your reactions. He closed his eyes, exhaling in defeat as he attempted to relax, using every ounce of will to avoid instigating an unnecessary argument.

That’s when he reached his hand up to cup your cheek.

Red eyes bore into yours, bewitching and full of yearning that made you forget how to breath.

I favor you for a reason, human.

He guarded those words, denying them the chance of leaving his mouth.

Instead, he pulled you close to press your forehead onto his as he finally kissed you.

He knew you were on edge when you first came in but, much to his relief, that immediately faded away as you naturally glided your lips over his own, your tongue entering his mouth for him to taste you as you eased into the kiss.

“We can stay just like this,” he proposed, the heat rising in his body feeling your hands circle his neck.

You glanced at him innocently from under your lashes, pondering his words for a moment before trailing one hand down to wrap around his impressive length as you began stroking him.

The man hissed, despising how frail his body felt against your touch.

“I’m here to serve you, my king...” you clarified proving to him you would never turn your back on your duties.

Sukuna wanted nothing more than to give into his primal urges, to carry you in his strong arms and nail your back against the tub.

He wanted to kiss you until your lips were swollen, to fuck you fervently to the point where your eyes would roll to the back of your head and leave you an incomprehensible mess.

For once he restrained himself, and instead allowed you to pleasure him at your own pace until you finally buried his cock deep within your fluttering pussy.

He watched you with ravenous eyes, paying attention to the way your hips softly rolled into his as water droplets trickled down your heavenly body. They shimmered against the warm lit candles, making you look like an ethereal goddess in his arms. He loved seeing the genuine pleasure contort your face, your pants and gentle moans like music to his ears as he matched your rhythmic thrusts. The water splashed over the tub, making a mess all over the floor but the Cursed King was busy transfixed by the most beautiful thing he’s ever laid his eyes on.

The mother of his child.

His queen.

An audible groan escaped him as he painted your walls when the honorary title crossed his mind, his climax intertwining with the image of you standing by his side as his equal.

***

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tender-rosiey · 2 years

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Bestieeee, writer's block sucks so bad 😭

Soo to help you with it, i might spam you.

Can I request, "yelling 'because I love you' in the middle of an argument with my dearest Megumi???

(also tell me if I can spam or not, i don't want to trouble you.) Oh and if you want, you can make it short as well, whatever you are comfortable with.

Love yaaaaaaaa

Xoxo

-L

Stay hydrated btw <3333

❥ yelling “because I love you!” with megumi

ᴀ/ɴ: WIFE WIFE I MISSED YOU MWUAH and you are not troubling me, actually PLEASE SPAM ME WITH JJK REQUESTS GORGEOUS THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME; take care of yourself baby <3💕💕 i am back biches

“you should stop taking missions that are too much for you.”

you direct your gaze to your friend who has been sitting in silence for a while. what does he mean “too much”? did he think that you couldn’t handle yourself? you huff out in annoyance and look away “it wasn’t that bad; i just let down my guard for a second.”

“and that second could’ve gotten you killed.”

“but it didn’t.”

“but it could’ve.”

“why does it matter so much to you anyways” you snap while he just stares at you in silence. you’ve known megumi for years now and it’s always like this. “,i get it that we are friends, but can you stop doing that?”

you are met with no reply and it only fuels you to say more “it’s not the first time i got hurt and won’t be the last,” he sighs “i am aware—“ “no, you are not,” you and him lock eyes, the only thing happening is your tears of frustration threatening to slip out. megumi hesitantly reaches out to wipe them for you only to get his hand held by you and moved away.

“megumi, you can’t keep doing this,” you shakily say, “i am not as weak as you think, stop stressing over it and stop treating me like i am fragile piece of glass.” you continue trying to breathe through your now suffocating shirt and lump in your throat.

“you think i do it because you are weak?” he stands up, “you think I don’t have the right to worry?” and with every step “is the only reason I can do it is because you are weak?” his voice gets louder “y/n are you hearing yourself?! i worry, tend to you and stay by your side at all times because I love you!”

“do you expect me to just watch from the sidelines and see you die in front of my eyes?!” he calms down a little before running a hand through his messy hair “dying can be done slowly, you know…inside or outside,” you nod your head slowly, calming down a bit before gathering the power to speak again “what did you say?”

he looks at you in shock and clearly offended “did you seriously not hear what i said?” you start to let a smile slowly creep up your face as you remember “no, I did, but there was something that caught my attention.” megumi can’t help but stare at you like you’re insane, he was just screaming his heart out and you are just smiling here? you were also crying just a moment ago.

“i worry, tend to you and stay by your side at all times because I love you!”

as he slowly realizes what he says, a red hue paints his cheeks. “megumi, did you mean it?” you inquire only pressuring the boy who’s on the verge of dying from embarrassment. “megumi—“ he turns, giving you his back, and quickly walks away, but to no avail as you run after him, “tell me you meant it, you blue pineapple!”

he steps come to a halt, and he looks at you and nods “yeah, i did, but can you try to look at things from my perspective?” you catch up to him , hand slowly inching towards his “i am trying, but you need to also look at mine.” “how would you feel i always made you feel like you are weak?—“ his eyes lashes flutter gently, but not his heart “how would you feel if someone told you i was on death’s door?”

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pikapeppa · 2 years

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Oh hey it’s me again! I am one of the ones that had gushed about how amazing your Chamomile and Gwent series is. Little did I know… there were two more installments! I kid you not, for the past couple of weeks, I’ve been religiously pacing it out, reading a little bit as a treat every time I need a break and I am just past the middle of the last installment! Once again, wow! Thanks for sharing this - there is something about the way you write Geralt that is somehow realistic and kind of believable for a ‘dreamboat guy’ if you know what I mean. And you know what? I finally downloaded Steam for Mac and got myself Witcher 3! I got to know about the Witcher through the Netflix series and as a past avid gamer, I wanted to dive into the game yet never did it for fear or losing oodles of time ahah. So now I have it, planning to play it in easy mode over the Xmas holidays - thanks to you! And I wish I had the time to read the whole book series cos once again - your work gives a wonderful glimpse at how complex and amazing the worldbuilding is - so I think these folks should pay you handsomely for your free marketing! Jokes aside, I feel your work makes fanfic stand out in all the best possible ways. Way to go! Have you ever thought of branching out on original stories, thinking of getting published? I’d buy your work! <3 <3 <3

This whole comment is JUST SO, SO INCREDIBLY NICE. First and foremost, just THANK YOU for taking the time to leave such wonderful words!!! You absolutely made my day! 😭❤❤❤🙏

I hope you love TW3!! I'm looking forward to the next-gen patch release so I can see his handsome face on my PS5, so maybe we'll be playing at the same time during December! 🥰 I also play on easy mode so I can enjoy the game without sweating or dying a million times LOL!

As for original fic: I honestly just love writing fanfic so much and I don't have any major interest in writing anything original! My fiance and I have talked about writing a sci-fi/romance together where he would basically provide the worldbuilding and plot bones while I deal with the romance and the actual writing, but it's always been more hypothetical than anything because I'm constantly busy writing fictional sex for other properties' fictional men 😂😂😂 I will throw it out there that I have a Kofi in case you want to throw me some money, but honestly, messages like this one are worth more than money to me 😂❤

Finally, assuming that it was also you who wrote to me about Brian K. Vaughan's Saga series? I had never heard of this! But it's mostly because I don't read a lot of graphic novels - The Watchmen is literally the only one, although now I'm reading the Sailor Moon manga and reliving my childhood in ways that my childhood self could NEVER have fully appreciated and having the time of my life LOL!

Thank you again for this wonderful message, and I hope this rambly reply does it justice! 🥰

For anyone who's curious, my Geralt/Reader series, Chamomile and Gwent, is here on AO3! 600k+ words, 3 fics, all NSFW.

-- tons of love from your friendly neighbourhood Pika! xoxo

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glowingbadger · 3 years

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Congratulations for your 1k followers, Miss Badger! Thankies for your reply. 🦊

As for the spicy text prompts 🍰

*text to Hubert while he is busy with his overtime*

“I have prepared a sweet treat for your birthday. Please go home soon and unwrap it, Hubert. Here’s a hint for you.”

(A picture of you in a flimsy lingerie is attached in that text. Delicate lace is barely covering your chest and leave little to none for the imagination. Black and red accentuate your body nicely. There are garter straps that connecting the lingerie to black stockings that highlight your beautiful thighs provocatively. Big red satin ribbon is tied neatly to your neck with a small note attached to it: Hubert’s).

XOXO

(tysm!! And lol, typical Hubert, working on his birthday. Also hot damn, Modern AU Hubert in a business suit, oof just picture it)

[Hubert takes some time to get around to checking his messages, but when he's finally wrapping up work and looks at his phone to see you in such exquisitely tempting lingerie, he pauses. Despite himself, he does blush just the slightest bit, though his poker face his near-perfect. He feels so incredibly fortunate to have you- to have a lover who would want to spoil him like this, when he himself had practically forgotten his own birthday.]

Hubert: You are too good to me, my love. Wait patiently for me just a little longer.

Hubert: You've given me plenty to consider on my way home... Shall I claim you in all of that lovely lace, or should I tear it from your body first?

#hubert von vestra #hubert x reader #fire emblem #fe3h #feh #hubert fire emblem #fire emblem smut #not sfw #spicy texts #fire emblem three houses

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duuhrayliegh · 3 years

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A Friend of Yours - pt. 3

pairing: bucky x reader

warnings: TFATWS SPOILERS!!!!!, language, canon lvl violence, soft!bucky, some suggestive content, it’s ten thousand words so i’m sure i missed something, just lmk and i’ll tag it accordingly babes.

word count: 10,246 (i may have gone a little overboard)

a/n: this is the last part, unless y’all want more. i’m rlly proud of myself w this series, granted MUCH of the content was already written for me, nonetheless, here you go. i hope y’all like it <3

read A Friend of Yours - pt. 1 and A Friend of Yours - pt. 2

p.s.: my requests and tag lists are open!!

check out my m.list here!

xoxo ray

The Wilson family house was adorable. Two stories with chipped blue paint on the walls and yellowing white on the columns. You had beat Sam there, so you decided to just look around for a few minutes before meeting Sarah and the boys. You walked out to the dock in front of their house, admiring the water, how still and calm it was. You were staring into the distance when you heard small footsteps from behind you.

“You know, it’s rude to sneak up on people.” You weren’t sure which boy it was, but you were trying to present a non-threatening front.

“You know, it’s rude to invite yourself onto someone else's property.” You were surprised when you heard Sam’s voice respond to you. Turning quickly to face the man with the confused expression. “I thought you wouldn’t come to the States because of the whole Enemy of it thing.” He walked away from you, gesturing for you to follow as he picked up your abandoned duffle. “He’s not here if that’s who you’re looking for.” You shook your head as you crossed the threshold into the living room.

“I’m not here for him, although he would be a much welcome bonus.” The two of you shared a laugh. “But no, I’m here to help you however I can.” Sam’s eyes narrowed, wondering if he should question your generosity. Your eyes must have given away your desperation for a home because he decided against it.

“Okay, but if you’re here, you’re gonna work. We’ve got a lot of shit to get done if we’re going to fix this boat up.”

“What boat?” You smiled at him as he began explaining what was going on. He just skimmed the top of what was really happening, but you could tell he was worried even though he wore a good facade.

“Get changed into some clothes you don’t mind getting messed up.”

“Am I going to be doing, like, manual labor?” He gave you a ‘duh’ look to which you groaned, “So, shorts are out of the question?” Sam had already walked into the kitchen before replying.

“Only if you want to freeze your ass off!” You changed quickly into a pair of ripped mom jeans that you cinched with a belt at your waist and a white short sleeved shirt.

“Do you have an overshirt I can borrow?”

“You mean, a flannel?” Sam shot back as he exited the room.

“Yeah, an overshirt.”

“No. A flannel. Come on, say it with me, flannel.” He tossed one your way, which you put on the rolled the sleeves up to your elbows.

“It’s an overshirt, Sam. I’m not seeing the issue.”

“Y/N, it's a flannel. Just say flannel, why you gotta make it all fancy?” He walked out the back door and onto a wooden bridge that led to the marina the boat was docked at. He didn’t let the flannel thing go the whole way over, making you laugh loudly and shake your head. As you walked up the dock, you could see several people helping Sarah and Sam with their boat.

“This is all you guys?” You were amazed, you hadn’t seen togetherness like this since before Aunt Peggy died. “Wow.” You said mostly to yourself as Sam walked you up to the woman of the hour.

“Sarah, we’ve got another one. Sarah, Y/N. Y/N, Sarah.” You stuck your hand out for Sarah to shake, which she did kindly. “I’m going to work on getting some of the siding off the boat. Sarah, Y/N is all yours.” He darted off, leaving you with Sarah.

“What ya got for me, Sarah? I’m here to do whatever you need.” She began instructing you to help with cataloging everything that people were bringing. Whether it be rusty spare parts or a couple twenty dollar bills, Sarah wanted to know and she wanted a record of it. A truck pulled up next to the boat and Sam got out hugging the men that exited it.

“Tommy, Carlos, man, this is amazing.” They exchanged a few more words before one of them asked the inevitable question.

“How do we get it off the truck?” A loud scraping sound emitted as the pallet was taken from the truck bed. Bucky lifted the bundle of parts over his head effortlessly, dropping it on the ground. He turned to the group of three men staring at him.

“You’re welcome.” You laughed as you approached. Bucky hauled a gray and black case onto the truck bed, speaking to Sam about it. Suddenly, one of the pipe fittings went out of whack, causing a steady stream of air to escape on the boat. Sarah stopped in front of it on the dock.

“Sam!” She was holding her clipboard as she watched Sam try to stop the leak with a crescent wrench. Bucky walked up next to Sarah, saying hi before telling Sam he was doing it wrong.

“Men. They even mansplain to other men, can you believe that?” You said from beside Sarah while Bucky finished fixing the leak. You tilted your head to admire him, “But we love to watch them work, huh?” She laughed as you wiggled your eyebrows at her. Bucky and Sam turned back to you and Sarah and Bucky’s eyes widened when they landed on your figure. Sam walked toward the front of the boat as Bucky stopped to introduce himself to Sarah.

“Sarah--” His eyes flicked to yours, “Y/N.” Then he quickly followed behind Sam.

“Oh, what was that, Y/N?” Sarah teased, two can play at that game.

“I don’t know, what was your thing about, Sarah?” You said her name like Bucky did to mess with her. She shoved your shoulder away and pushed you back to work.

You had to admit, watching Bucky do domestic type things with his metal appendage did things to you. Just knowing that he was comfortable enough to be around Sam’s whole family with his arm fully on display, made you happy. The sun was beginning to go down, and you were sharing a beer with Sam and Bucky. Bucky hadn’t spoken to you directly since he got there and it was starting to irk you. You thought that you had something, but maybe not. Bucky rose from his position on the boat, clinking his bottle with Sam’s, claiming he needed to find a hotel room so he could catch his flight tomorrow.

“You’re just gonna set me up like that, huh?” Sam joked.

“I just don’t wanna make it weird for your family.” But Bucky’s eyes caught yours as he spoke.

“Just stay here, man.” Sam began a rant about the people of the town, ending with, “Plus we already got one freeloader for the night, what’s one more, right?”

“Oh goodie! Are we going to braid each other’s hair and play Seven Minutes in Heaven, too?” you teased Sam, but Bucky stiffened.

“We can do whatever you want.” Sam said, then he pointed at Bucky, “Just don’t flirt with my sister. Cause if you do, I’ll have Carlos cut you up, feed you to the fish.” Bucky made a face at Sam before smiling again.

Later that night, after you had all eaten dinner and the kids had gone to bed, you contemplated what your next move was going to be. You were sitting in one of the patio couches outside, a blanket wrapped around your legs, watching the stars reflection in the water. Bucky walked out on the porch, a pair of sweats-- that he had to borrow from Sam because he didn’t pack anything-- slung low on his hips, his blue Henley stopping just before the waistband of his boxers.

His gaze met yours and he approached you as if you were a wild animal and you were going to run away if he made any sudden movements. Your legs had been sprawled across both cushions of the couch, so instead of letting you change positions, Bucky just lifted your legs and then rested them on his lap. His left hand was rubbing back and forth just above your ankle.

“Is there a reason you’ve been avoiding me, James?” He ignored your question all together, opting to ask his own.

“Do you remember when we first met?” You thought back to the first time that you ever saw him. Chained to a chair, hair hiding his face from nosy onlookers.

“Uh, yeah. You were being treated like an animal, caged in a glass box. Why?” His left hand never stopped its motion on your leg.

“When you first started staring at me, I was absolutely positive that it was out of fear. Then when I actually looked at you, you were curious.” You nodded your head, recalling the emotions.

“That was a stressful day.” You could sense that Bucky didn’t need your input to get to where he was going.

“Then, when we were in that stupid tiny blue car that Steve had crammed us into,” he paused to laugh at the memory, “I was sure in that moment, that I was never going to see you again.” His gaze hadn’t left his palms on your legs, refusing to meet your eyes. “And when I saw you in Madripoor, I was positive that it was just someone who looked a lot like you. It couldn’t have been you, I wasn’t that lucky.”

His left hand gripped your leg as he spoke, “But then you started talking and I would’ve known that voice anywhere. All I wanted was to be close to you.”

“Bucky, you almost broke my arm because I sucker punched Zemo.” He shushed you.

“All I wanted was to be close to you, but I’m also a violent person.” He brought his head up, locking his steel blue orbs with yours. “Then you kept talking and you were so smart. So beautiful.” His metal hand left your leg to cup your chin. “Every word out of your mouth mesmerized me, even when you were kind of insulting me.” His thumb stroked your jaw, traveling up to your bottom lip. “And God, the way you said my name.” Your nostrils flared and your brow raised.

“What? James?” You trapped your bottom lip in between your teeth, giving Bucky reason to pull it out with his metal thumb. Your tongue shot out to wet your lips out of habit and Bucky shot you a glare.

“Doll. What’re you doing to me?” He dropped his thumb back to your cheek as his eye flicked over your face. He brought his hands down to your waist, holding it tightly and pulling you closer to him. Your ass now rested against his right leg, and he transferred his grip to wrap around your blanket covered thighs. A squeal escaped your lips without your permission, making your face contort.

“When we were sitting at the bar in your gallery I wanted nothing more than to smother you with all my love and affection.” Your heart rate increased, you want that too. “I’m glad I wasn’t able to though.” Your stomach dropped, a feeling of rejection washing over you. You began to pull away from him, wanting to escape his touch. He gripped your legs tighter against his body, “At that time, I wasn’t what I should be for you. I’ll probably never be exactly what I should be for you, but I’m selfish enough right now that I don’t care anymore.” He twisted his upper body to face you.

“What are you talking about, James?” A visible shiver ran down his spine as you said his real name. He brought both his hands up to grip your face. The cool air added to the temperature difference of his hands.

“I’m talking about this.” It wasn’t a half a second later that his lips were on yours. It took you a second to respond, but you did with fervor. Your hands traveled to his neck to show him that you wanted this too. His fingers fanned out, cupping behind your ears to bring you impossibly closer to him. His tongue traced your bottom lip, seeking entrance which you denied playfully. He brought his thumbs to rest on your chin, applying pressure as he asked again. At this point, you didn’t care about the pardon, or Karli and the Flag Smashers, or Sharon and the Power Broker, or even Sam, Sarah and the boys. You could only focus on James’ lips that were molding so perfectly with your own. You eventually had to break apart, your fingertips coming to rest on James’ kiss swollen lips. You locked eyes with him again, his pupils blown wide, and the two of you laughed.

“Oh, that.” You traced his lips while holding his stare. “Is that why you haven’t been talking to me?” He nodded quickly, gaze drifting down to your lips again. He leaned forward wanting to steal another kiss, but you stopped him. “That’s not okay behavior, James. You can’t just not talk to me because you’re frustrated with yourself.” He hummed a noise of assent, kissing your fingertips on his lips. His palm came up to keep your fingers pressed to his lips as his eyes roamed your face. “What does this mean, James? You aren’t just going to get my hopes up and then walk away right?” He pulled back from you, a look of disappointment crossing his features.

“I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel like that would be a possibility.” He took a deep breath, “After my time in Wakanda, after Shuri de-programmed me, I thought I finally had a group of people I could trust. Then, Ayo was able to remove my arm within the blink of an eye, but not the way that they had when they were tweaking it.” He rested his body against the back of the patio couch. “My therapist had been telling me that I needed to trust someone, and up until that point, I did. I thought I had people who fully trusted me as well.” He looked over at you, silent tears racing down his cheeks. “This clearly isn’t a good excuse, but I felt like you wouldn’t have trusted me either.” Your hands came up to his face, wiping away his tears.

“James, I’ve known of you for years before I met you. Remember how Sharon said I did that report on you in high school?” He nodded as much as your hold on his face would allow him to. “Well, that’s when I first fell in love with the idea of you.” His eyes widened as you continued speaking. “Then, I was lucky enough to meet you and it felt like everything fell into place. After Sharon and I ran off to Madripoor, I wasn’t sure if I was going to see you again, and I was okay with that because maybe you were better left as an idea.” You laughed as you looked down at your lap, dropping your hands from his face. “Then I got dusted during the Blip, which is a whole other thing and then Sharon said that you were in Madripoor.” You shook your head then faced him, eyes locking with his red rimmed pair.

“I would love to fall in love with you. And right now, I want nothing more than to let the trust we have for each other grow into something more.” A wide smile spread across his face and he bared his teeth at you, scrunching his face at the nose.

“I want that too.” He leaned forward slapping a sloppy kiss onto your lips, which you returned with equal intensity. When Bucky pulled back from you to catch his breath, he left his forehead resting against your own. Your breaths synchronized and he patted his hand twice on your outer thigh, signalling you that he was going to get up. “We better get some sleep.” He stood in front of you, offering you his hand. You smiled as you entwined your fingers with his metal ones.

Luckily, Cas and AJ were kind enough to share a room tonight so you could sleep in the other. Bucky’s hand never left your side as he walked you up the stairs. Once you had reached the closed door, he wrapped his arm around you, twisting your body to face him, back pressed against the cold wood of the door. He pushed his whole body forward, molding your bodies together as his hands hooked into the waistband of your sleep shorts.

“I’m glad that we talked, Y/N.” He pecked your lips, pulling back afterwards to stare at your face.

“I’m glad we did too, but what are you doing?” A nervous laugh left your lips and Bucky’s eyes followed the movement.

“You’re just so pretty.” He leaned forward kissing your cheeks, “I’m happy,” A kiss to your chin. “that I’ll be able to,” one to your nose, “call you my doll soon.” His lips lingering on your forehead before bringing his chin up to the top of your head, pulling you into him for a hug. You brought your arms up to wrap around his waist, your face pressed into the spot where his neck and collarbone met.

“Am I not already your doll?” Your question was muffled against his skin, but he heard you.

“Not until I specifically ask you. You can be mine without being my doll, but I want to wine and dine you before I feast.” Your brows raised again and your lips rolled inwards.

“Before you feast?” You were holding back a laugh, so Bucky pulled back, his hands gripping your shoulders, face serious.

“Feast.” He reached behind you opening the door. He gave you a quick smooch before pushing you into the empty room, alone with your thoughts. You had a harder time falling asleep that night. Bucky, on the other hand, had no problem, sleeping like a rock with a smug smile on his face.

You woke up to the sound of eggshells being cracked and forks hitting the sides of ceramic plates. Walking down the stairs and into the kitchen, you saw Sarah working over the stove while Cas was scrambling eggs. Sarah heard you coming down, ever the always aware mother.

“Hey, hope you’re hungry, ‘cause you aren’t leaving this kitchen without eating somethin’.” She watched as you peered into the living room, searching for Bucky’s imposing figure. “I think he’s down at the dock with Sam. They left real early this morning and girl, I swear to God if they’re messin’ with that water pump, I’m going to strangle the both of them.” You laughed, taking the plate of scrambled eggs that AJ was holding out to you.

“Did you tell them that the water pump wasn’t the issue?” She nodded as she stirred the eggs in her pan. “Then you know that they are, Sarah.” The two of you shared a laugh as Cas and AJ sat down to eat, as well.

“Y’all better hurry up before you’re late for the bus.” The boys quickly shoved their remaining food into their mouths, rushing out the door after kissing their mother goodbye.

“How do you do it?” Sarah’s head tilted, wondering what you were referring to. “Being a single mother and managing a business? Does it all get to be too much sometimes?” She could tell you were genuinely curious, so she sighed.

“It’s definitely challenging at times, but thankfully I have a good enough relationship with AJ and Cas that we’re able to get through pretty much anything. After we lost their Dad, I was all alone and scared. I’m still scared a lot of the time, scared that I’m going to mess them up, you know?” She paused a second to recollect her thoughts. “It’s just by chance that we live in this amazing community that helped me whenever I needed a little bit of assistance.” The conversation between the two of you fizzled after that, perhaps it was too heavy a topic for breakfast to handle. You followed her to meet a group of people at the marina, but the journey there wasn’t silent.

“So, I have a question, but you don’t have to answer it if you don’t want to. Although I feel like if you don’t answer it, you’re kind of answering it.” You encouraged her to ask whatever she wanted to. “You and Bucky are a thing, right?” You coughed, unsure of how to answer. “That’s all the confirmation I needed.” Sarah smiled at you as your mouth struggled to form words.

“We are, but we aren’t?” Sarah gave you a look making you roll your eyes. “I don’t know he said that he was excited to see where this was going and then we kissed, so yes?”

“Oh, he looks like a good kisser.”

“Right? Just like he’s got the bone structure and lip plumpness ratio down to a T.” There was a brief moment of silence before the two of you burst into a fit of laughter. The walk down the marina dock wasn’t a long one, so you were able to see Sam and Bucky hunched over a pile of scattered parts.

“Uh-huh. No. No.” Sarah’s head began shaking as Sam was arguing with Bucky, who wasn’t paying attention to him. Instead, his eyes were roaming your figure, lingering on your face. His eyes darted to Sam before he greeted the two of you with a wave of his hand.

“I told you specifically that the water pump was not the problem, and yet, here you are.”

“Yep, Samuel.” Bucky teasingly berated, taking Sarah’s side.

“You’re in just as much trouble, you by-stander.” Your voice lilted into a playful tone as Bucky made a shocked face at you.

“In our defense, we were supposed to be done long before you woke up.”

“I don’t come up to the sky to tell you how to barrel roll, so don’t come down here and mess around with things you don’t understand.” Your fist came up to your mouth.

“Oh, that’s a-burn, Bird Brain.” You pointed a finger at Sam, clutching your stomach with your other hand as Sarah swatted the two boys away. Bucky stopped next to you, wrapping his metal arm around the front of your body, delivering a soft kiss to your temple. He left with Sam, arguing the whole way to the house while you stayed with Sarah, reassembling the water pump.

By the time you had gotten back to the Wilson house, Bucky was hauling his backpack strap onto his shoulder. You slowed your approach, holding your open palms in front of you, confused as to what Bucky was doing.

“Where are you going?” He turned to face you, a smile spreading over his face. His metal arm wrapped around your waist again, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“I’m heading to New York, I’ve got some stuff to wrap up there. I want you to come with me.” You were taken aback, what about Karli and the GRC?

“We haven’t finished this whole thing with the Flag Smashers, or Walker. Bucky, we can’t just walk away from our responsibilities.” Bucky’s hands clasped around your shoulders.

“We aren’t, Y/N, I promise. Sam has Torres doing something with some signal do-dads and he’s going to call us the second he gets a lead.” He spoke calmly and you thought it over. At least he wasn’t trying to run away again, he was accepting that he had a real role in this. You could feel a shift coming, you weren’t quite sure what it meant, but you were hoping it was a good one.

“Okay, let’s go to New York.”

The two of you hadn’t even been in New York maybe twenty minutes when Sam texted Bucky that he had a line on where Karli was. Supposedly she was heading a takeover of the GRC meeting in Lower Manhattan. If being in New York as a wanted person was nerve wracking enough, now you were going to be surrounded by hundreds of government officials and some of New York’s finest. Bucky was on the phone with Sam, talking through the plan when your phone buzzed. Pulling the device out of your pocket, you saw Sharon’s name pop up.

“Heard you were having a bit of trouble with Karli again. Don’t worry, help is on the way, dear.” Your eyes rolled, still not over your argument before.

“You don’t need to be here for this Sharon.” You paused for a second, your left hand resting on your hip. “How did you even hear about this? Sam just now called Bucky, and I guarantee that he didn’t call you first.” Sharon chuckled on her end of the phone.

“You underestimate my reach, Y/N. I’ll meet you outside the building.” Your jaw clenched.

“Sharon, you said you didn’t want to help. What the hell changed that you’re so willing to put yourself in the middle of all this shit?” She was silent on her end.

“I figured you would want me there.” Well, shit what the fuck were you supposed to say to that?

“Lower Manhattan, keep quiet.” You hung up the phone before she could say anything else. You hated not talking to her, and being mad at her was next to impossible. This was your way of saying ‘I forgive you,’ and you knew she would understand. Bucky didn’t say anything as he watched you push your phone into the pockets of your jeans. He could tell something was off, but he could also see that you definitely didn’t want to talk about it right now. Instead he jerked his head for you to follow him, leading you through the streets of Manhattan.

The two of you could see the red lights illuminating the streets, letting you know that you were here. Bucky turned to you, holding his hand out to you, a single earpiece laying in the middle of his palm. As you took it, his hand drifted to your jaw, lifting it to face him. He placed a sweet kiss to your lips before nodding for you to stay behind him. You pulled the brim down on the hat you wore as you stuck to Bucky like glue. He led you through the barricade, one of the soldiers addressing him accordingly.

“Sergeant Barnes.” You made a face beneath your cap, holding back a laugh as Bucky came to a stop in front of you.

“Oh, Sergeant Barnes.” Bucky looked at you over his shoulder as his skin twitched. Your eyes widened. “Does that turn you on, James?” He wasn’t able to answer because of an interruption by Sam’s voice in your ears.

“By the way, I called in some backup.” An agent approached the two of you while Sam kept speaking. “Also, please remember that I can hear everything you say, Y/N. And I don’t need to know what makes the Tin Man tick.” You laughed at Sam’s statement as a twinge of pink ran up the back of Bucky’s neck.

“Excuse me, sir. Are you supposed to be here?” The agent’s hand came up to his hairline. A click sounded as the agent’s face began to glitch. “It’s me.”

“Sharon, what the hell are you doing here?” Sharon pointed an accusatory finger at you.

“Why didn’t you say that to her? The same people who want me in the Raft, want her there too. Or did you forget that?”

“Do I hear Sharon?” Sam asked as he listened in on your conversation.

“Unfortunately.” Bucky grumbled back.

“Hey Sam. I thought I’d get the band back together.” She threw a wink at you as she stepped closer to Bucky. Sam said something else to her, but you had zoned out to watch Sharon. “I hear pardons aren’t all they’re cracked up to be anyway.”

“Depends on the therapist.” Bucky said as he backed away from Sharon and closer to you.

“They’re going to move on the building soon. Be ready.” Sam brought you all back to the task at hand, switching into Captain mode. Bucky nodded to you and Sharon.

“Go with her.” You made a face at him, about to protest when he cut you off. “I don’t care. Stick with her, Y/N. Don’t get arrested though. We’ve got a date.” He wrapped his arm around the front of your waist, like he did at the Wilson house. He pressed a kiss to your temple, staying a little longer than necessary and giving your hip a squeeze before he released you. You heard glass break above your head as Sam crashed through one of the windows upstairs.

“You guys are going to have to do something. Don’t let ‘em out of the building.” You walked behind Bucky to enter the building, the metal detector going off for both you and Sharon. You shared a look with the woman.

“Oops.” Bucky pointed at a guard in tactical gear while he stepped forward.

“He’s one of them. I’ll get the evac.” He left before you could stop him, leaving you and Sharon to deal with the man he pointed at. The both of you followed him to the parking garage, where he was standing post next to two black armored vehicles. The two of you were waiting behind a pillar as you debated what to do.

“We need to stop him.”

“If we take him down now, they’re going to be suspicious and we are going to get arrested. Cool your jets, Y/N.” Your nostrils flared at her tone, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Why didn’t you tell Sam you were already coming?”

“What?” Sharon seemed startled by the question as if you didn’t catch the slip Sam said earlier.

“Sam said that he called in backup. I’m assuming he meant you because we’re the only four people he knows. So why didn’t you tell him you were already coming, or already here or whatever?”

“I didn’t think it was important.” She said dismissively, you could tell she wanted you to drop the subject, but you wanted the truth. Throwing a glance up to the guard, you saw him helping the GRC officials into the vans.

“Damn it Bucky, you had one job.” Bucky ran past you, grumbling a response as he loaded his weight onto a motorbike.

“We aren’t done with this, Sharon.” You pointed at her before she walked away from you. You watched as she ran into the guard then apologized profusely to him. When you caught up to her, she clicked a button in her hand, releasing a noxious gas in the guard’s face. You saw his skin being bubbling and sizzling.

“How’d you do that?” Your eyes hadn’t left the man in the car.

“Mercury vapor, amongst other things.” The two of you continued walking out of the garage, a helicopter started taking off from the helipad on the top of the building.

“Sam, that chopper’s about to take off.”

“Bucky!”

“I don’t fly, man. That’s your thing.” Sam groaned in the earpiece and then you saw him shoot out the window again, chasing after the helicopter. You walked alongside Sharon, following Bucky’s path after the NYPD vans. You got to the barricade just in time to see Scruff holding one of the cars back from falling off a ledge. You were too far away to be able to get to him in time to help, though. You stood next to Sharon as he was ripped away from the back of the car. Your heart dropped as your gaze went to Bucky, who was standing directly underneath the car that was about to crush him.

The crowd around you was holding their phones in front of their faces, at an angle that all they could see was the back of the NYPD van full of GRC officials screaming for help. As the car slipped farther and farther down the platform, your stomach churned more and more. Suddenly, the car stopped, hovering over the opening in the ground. You could make out Sam’s new wings on either side of the car. He pushed forward, lifting the car back to a safe position and then moving away, allowing the crowd to see him fully. The star on his suit glinted proudly as he stood still for a second. The crowd erupted in cheers for the savior. A man to your left cheered for ‘Black Falcon,’ but the man beside him corrected him before you had the chance to.

“No. That’s Captain America.” Red Wing left Sam’s suit to undo the locking mechanism on the back of the van and the GRC officials evacuated the vehicle quickly. Sam turned in the air, removing his shield from his back and throwing it at the Flag Smashers below, knocking them off their feet. At some point, you began moving toward the edge of the platform, ready to help and away from Sharon.

An explosion went off to your right, causing you to search for the source. Puffs of smoke were being thrown in the pit where Sam and Bucky stood and you could see Karli getting away in the confusion. Bucky’s voice rang through your ear.

“Hey. We’re underground. We entered the tunnel on William. Heading south.” You searched for Sharon so you could join up again, but you couldn’t find her. You could hear Sam telling Bucky that the Smashers had split up, and you knew that Bucky would’ve gone with Scruff to keep an eye on him, the unstable bastard. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Sharon crouched behind a stack of pallets, and your brows furrowed. She began whistling and then you heard Karli’s voice.

“Dovich? Is that you?” Sharon emerged from behind the stack, holding her gun in front of her.

“I’m disappointed in you.” Karli brought her gun up as well, speaking to Sharon as an old friend.

“That’s what I was gonna say.” Sharon brought her hands up in surrender, and your head tilted, what the fuck is going on? “You know, when you first came to Madripoor, you reminded me of a young me. I took you in, gave you an opportunity, and you betrayed me.” Oh hell no.

“Because you wanted to control a world that hurt you.” Karli lowered her gun but all her senses remained in overdrive. “But I wanted to change it. I’m not interested in power or an empire. I have bigger dreams.” Sharon scoffed, looking around, her eyes darting over where you were hidden behind a stack of boxes. Could it really be? Was Sharon really the person that you thought you knew?

“What, like this?” She stepped closer to Karli. “Come back and work for me again. All of you. We can make a difference together.” Sharon was trying really hard to convince Karli, but she wasn’t having it.

“You just want me because you need your muscle back. Without us Super Soldiers, how much power does the Power Broker really have?” Motherfucker. You zoned out a bit, trying to decide what to do. A male voice began speaking in French causing you to refocus.

“Four times, or--” You could see Batroc’s gun pointed at Karli and Sharon’s face was indifferent.

“I don’t do blackmail.” Sharon gripped her gun tighter, raising it quickly to shoot Batroc. Karli panicked and shot Sharon in the process. The gunshots were loud enough to give Sam an idea of where you were all located. You came out from your position, gun gripped in your hand as you stood closer to Sharon. Maybe you could salvage this situation before Sam got here.

“Karli, calm down.” You kept a tight hold on your pistol as you talked. “Look, I get it. You’re scared, but I’m going to need you to put the gun down.”

“I’ll put mine down when you do.” You could hear a slight shake in her voice. You tilted your head at her apologetically.

“You know I can’t do that.” You cast a glance at Sharon who was clutching her stomach, attempting to stop the blood flow. Karli gulped as she raised her gun again.

“Well, I can’t have any loose ends now, can I? You taught me that, Power Broker.” She sneered at a groaning Sharon. A blinding pain began radiating from your shoulder and your hand immediately when to the area. The force of the bullet knocked you off your feet, slamming your head into the ground.

“Shit, what the fuck Karli!” You could make out Sam’s figure coming up from behind Karli. You saw him process Karli standing over one dead body and two injured ones. The wheels began turning and he started speaking.

“So, what’s next, huh? You kill ten this time, then, what, a hundred? Where does it end?” He stepped closer to an agitated Karli. “Please, let me help you.” He kept his voice calm.

“Don’t try and manipulate me.” Karli approached Sam ready to attack. Their fight continued as she pushed Sam backwards.

“I’m not gonna fight you!” She knocked Sam down to the ground, with the swing of a metal bar.

“Stay down!” She shouted at him. You pushed yourself to your knees, adrenaline pumping allowing you to get to Sharon to help hold pressure on her stomach. You watched from over Sharon as Sam rose to his feet, holding his body in a fighting stance.

“I can do this all day.” She launched herself at Sam, throwing his body back into a bunch of cinder blocks. Sam held his shield in front of him, protecting from her punches.

“Fight back!” She shouted as she delivered blow after blow. Sam ducked low, grabbing onto her torso, using his thrusters to send the both of them flying. Karli used the momentum to push off the ground, to bring Sam up to the ceiling. You sat back on your knees, worry lacing your features.

Sam held one of her hands to his chest as she continued throwing the other into his shield. She gripped the top edge of the shield, using it to gain leverage. She pulled her hand away from his chest, tossing his body forward. The shield slipped from Sam’s arm and he laid on the ground, recovering from her attacks. Karli leant down to pick up her gun and you pushed yourself to your feet, ready to tackle her.

She raised her gun, aiming it at a now shieldless Sam. Karli hesitated, staring at Sam before committing to her cause, ready to kill Captain America. You were steadily creeping forward as she debated, but you could see the moment she decided to pull the trigger. Just before she could, a gunshot sounded from behind you. A gasp left your lips as Sam ran to hold Karli.

Your head whipped around to see Sharon leaning against the stack behind her, gun still smoking. Sharon shook her head at you as she holstered her weapon. Sam lifted Karli into his arms and carried her away from the both of you. You stood a good three feet away from Sharon, hand on your gun in the waistband of your jeans.

“When were you going to tell me that you’re the Power Broker.”

“What the hell are you on about now, Y/N.” Your brows raised and your mouth opened in shock.

“I was fucking here when Karli was talking to you, dumbass. Is that why you shot her? ‘Can’t have any loose ends,’ she said you taught her that, Sharon. What the fuck?” Sharon laughed at you.

“You’re imagining things, Y/N.” She rose to her feet and began walking away from you.

“Sharon, don’t fuck with me right now. How long have you been the fucking Power Broker?” You followed her up the tunnel and out to where you could see Sam lecturing a Senator. Sneaking around to a medical bag, you grabbed two pieces of gauze.

“I’m not the Power Broker.” Sharon rolled her eyes at you, leaning against a car behind the ambulances. You were about to say something else when you saw Bucky and Sam approach the two of you. They took in the two of you, an angry look on your face and an annoyed one on hers.

“You’re blocking my light.” Sharon bit out to Sam.

“We got to get you to a hospital.” Sam told Sharon as Bucky walked up to you, pulling your gauze away from your shoulder, checking your bullet wound.

“It’s through and through and you know they aren’t going to listen to you.”

“It’s not the worst thing that’s happened to me all week.” Your eyes glared at Sharon as you spoke. How long has she been doing this behind your back? Someone called for Sam’s attention.

“I think he’s talking to you.” Sharon said, turning away from the newcomer’s view. “Look, I’m sorry for how things ended down there.” Your jaw clenched but you remained silent. “For what it’s worth, the suit looks good on you.” She played a good victim, that’s for sure.

“Alright, can we get out of here, please?” Bucky wrapped his arm around your waist, leading you away from the ambulances and news cameras.

“I didn’t forget my promise either, guys.” Sam nodded at the two of you before turning to do his Cap duties. Bucky remained silent beside you, content with just being in your presence again.

He led you to his apartment, bringing you to the bathroom where he pulled out a first aid kit. He placed it on the countertop, placing his hands on your hips and lifting you onto the granite.

“You’re gonna need to take your shirt off.” He flipped the top of the kit open, searching for what he needed.

“Trying to get me naked already? At least take me to dinner first, Sergeant.” You winked as you peeled your shirt off. Bucky glared at you then quickly looked at your shoulder.

“This is going to hurt, just so you know.” He didn’t give you time to say anything else before starting to clean the hole in your shoulder. You hissed as stings radiated from the wound, cursing under your breath as he blew on it. “Alright, here we go.” Bucky began stitching, returning your body to its former glory in his eyes. “How’d you managed to get shot?”

“I was attempting to get Karli to drop her gun.” You debated on telling Bucky what you learned about Sharon. “Who do you think the Power Broker is?” You asked gauging his reaction. His attention never wavered from his task. He soon finished with the front side of your shoulder, backing away and telling you to face the mirror. Bucky leaned forward, his hips pressing against your ass as he set to work on the exit wound.

“I have my theories. What about you?” You looked at the granite below, tracing the different lines, not answering for a few minutes.

“Mm, not really.” Was it naive to keep the knowledge to yourself? Probably, but this way you could deal with Sharon on your own and not have to involve Captain America.

“Y/N. You lived there for years, you’re telling me that you never encountered the Power Broker? Never worked for him before, procuring a particular art piece?” You shook your head as you felt him start to wrap your shoulder.

“No, I made sure that all my dealings were as clean as the illegal art trade could be.” Bucky nodded, closing the first aid kit and placing it back under the sink. He walked out of the bathroom and into his kitchen, pulling out a bottle of Advil. He shook two tablets into his metal hand and gave them to you along with a water bottle from the fridge.

“Take these and then go lay down. You need to sleep so your body can heal.” You could tell something was bothering him. You reached out to grasp his metal wrist.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Hmm?”

“Nothing. I’ve just got something to do.” You nodded.

“Do you want me to come with you?” His head shook back and forth in denial.

“No, I need to do this alone. I’ll be back soon. Whenever I get back you better be asleep in that bed.” He pointed at the door to his room. He walked up next to you, wrapping his arm around the front of your waist and giving you a kiss on your temple. “I’ll be back, doll. I’ve just got a few things to wrap up.”

He left soon after, leaving you alone in his barren apartment. It was easy to see that he hadn’t made it his home. Probably feeling like he had no reason to, no ties to anyone here. Makes it easier when you have to bug out in a pinch. You walked into his room, searching for a shirt to wear to bed. Finding one of his shirts hanging in his closet, you pulled it over your head after removing your bra. You took off your jeans, trading them for your sleep shorts from your bag.

You climbed into his bed, waiting for his scent to envelope you, but it never came. Has he ever actually slept in this bed? So you laid there, unable to fall asleep, too many thoughts swirling in your brain. How long has Sharon been the Power Broker? Did it start when you first got to Madripoor? Or was it after you were dusted and she was there alone for five years? None of this changed the fact that she needed to be stopped. The amount of influence she had was too great. Your phone buzzed on the nightstand next to the bed, so you rolled over to pick it up.

Court hearing with the Senators tomorrow at 8 A.M. for you. -Sam

You thought about the possibility of being welcome back into your own country and not being treated like a criminal. Thought of the possibility of going to work for the government again. Of working with Bucky and Sam. Of being with Bucky without having to look over your shoulder all the time, and it made you smile. Your phone buzzing brought you out of your trance.

Also, you and Bucky need to come to my house tomorrow. Sarah’s throwing a party, they got the boat finished so we’re celebrating.

That made your smile grow, you were happy for the first time in a long time. The lock of the front door clicked and you jumped out of the bed, grabbing your knife, ready for an attack. You waited behind the door to Bucky’s bedroom, then swung it open. Your hand came up to the intruder's throat and your mind switched out of attack dog mode when you saw Bucky’s raised brow.

“Is there a reason for this?” His eyes were red and he had tear stains on his cheeks. You flipped your knife back down and placed it on top of your jeans.

“Sorry. Are you okay, James?” He shook his head and you opened your arms to him. He walked into your embrace, before exhaling harshly into your uninjured shoulder.

“No, but I will be.” He backed away for a second, taking in your form. “Didn’t I tell you that you were supposed to be asleep when I got back? Also, is that my shirt?”

“Yes, you did and yes, it is. Do you have an issue with that, Sergeant?” He quickly shook his head back and forth, leaning down to pick you up by your thighs and tossing you onto his bed.

“Not at all, doll. You look better in it than I do.” He smiled at you as he stripped down to his boxers before climbing into bed with you. Bucky tossed his arm over your waist, pulling your body into his. He sighed contentedly, basking in the way you smelled.

“Sam got me a hearing for a pardon.”

“Oh yeah? When’s that?” Bucky’s voice was muffled because he had buried his face in your neck, peppering small pecks there.

“Tomorrow morning at nine. Are you going to come?” Bucky thought on it for a moment, before shaking his head.

“I have one more thing to take care of.” You nodded.

“They got the boat fixed and Sarah invited us to the party. Sam says we have to go, it’s tomorrow too. I don’t actually know what time though he didn’t say.”

“Alright, I’ll pick something up to bring after I finish my thing.” You turned to face him, a smirk plastered on your face.

“So, Sergeant does it for you?” You giggled as he groaned and removed his arm from your waist. His hand came up to run through his hair, scratching his head

“Are we doing this right now, Y/N?” You released a cackle of a laugh, nodding in response. “Oh that’s how you’re gonna play this?” He attacked your sides, beginning to tickle you causing you to react accordingly. Somehow, he managed to end up on top of you, in between your thighs. He stopped suddenly to watch as you writhed and giggled.

“What?” You started getting self-conscious, afraid that there was something on your face. Your hands came up to hide your face from him, but Bucky wasn’t having it. He took your hands away from your face by trapping your wrists beside your head. “What? Why are you doing that?” You questioned, only halfway serious.

“You’re just so pretty.” He leaned forward, his lips meeting yours in a gentle kiss that soon turned into something else. His hands traveled back down to your sides, resting on the bare skin showing from your shirt having ridden up. The temperature difference shocked you enough to make you gasp, giving Bucky the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth, escalating the situation.

Your hands came up to the back of his head, holding him in the kiss, guaranteeing that he wasn’t going anywhere. They made their way down his body to rest on his shirtless back. He pushed forward with his hips, the fabric separating the two of you becoming increasingly annoying. Bucky pulled back slightly, nudging you to open your eyes. There was a silent interaction between the two of you in that moment, neither of you was ready for anything intense, so the momentum slowed, but the energy level remained.

Bucky’s hands never left your body that night. Exploring and memorizing every ridge, every stretch mark, every piece of you that made you, you. You drifted your fingers over the scarred skin next to his arm, tiny feather touches that made him hum. Falling asleep in his arms was the easiest thing you ever had to do. And for Bucky, being able to hold you as you flutter asleep was beautiful. He watched as your face relaxed and all the tension left your body, allowing yourself to melt into his embrace. Bucky didn’t like to admit it, but he was a touch starved human being. All those years in and out of cryo and isolation gave his body plenty of reason to crave genuine human touch. And to have a human as charming and annoying as you was a dream come true, his doll.

You woke up before Bucky the next morning. You looked over at his face, tranquility lacing his features, unburdened with no glorious purposes. He was just your James. The two of you had separated sometime during the night, so you scooted closer to his frame. His metal arm is thrown across the pillow behind your head, giving you perfect access to his neck and chest. You glanced at the clock across the room, the hands telling you that it was seven thirty in the morning. If you wake him now, you could have at least thirty-five minutes of bliss, plus some heavy petting if you both were feeling cheeky.

You leaned forward towards his neck, placing tiny kisses from the base of his ear to the puckered skin of his shoulder. You were so focused on your task that you didn’t recognize the change in his breathing pattern.

“Good morning, doll.” If you could melt into the mattress, that would’ve done it. His fucking rasp grated you into a fine powder of a human. You hummed at him, not stopping your kisses, instead climbing up to his jaw and then to his lips. He turned his head and playfully laughed. “Nuh-uh, we’ve got morning breath, ya nasty.” You groaned, retreating from his figure completely.

“Fine, we will brush our teeth together and then come right back to this bed and you will love me, damn it.” Bucky laughed at you as you drug yourself into his bathroom. This was the type of bliss you wanted, and you only wanted to share it with a particular metal armed super soldier. It didn’t take long to brush your teeth, and you pushed on Bucky’s back to get him into the bed quicker. When he did get back into the bed, he was grumbling.

“I don’t know why we’re getting back in bed, we’re already up now.” He smiled as you glared at him. Bucky’s back was leaned against his headboard, so you swung your leg over his thighs, straddling his lower half. His hands rested on your waist as you brought yours up to the sides of his face.

“You frustrate me.” You said with a loving smile and tone before pecking his lips softly as he laughed. “What time do you have to leave for your thing?” You played with the strings of your sleep shorts as he answered you.

“Around eight-thirty, it takes me about thirty minutes to get there and it doesn’t open until nine.”

“I’m gonna be leaving around then, too. What do you wear when you’re going in front of senators to be pardoned for stealing a metal frisbee?” Bucky huffed a laugh, pulling you closer to him wrapping his arms around your back. “I’m thinking a crop top that says “Fuck You,” would that be too obvious?”

“Yeah, that one might be a little on the nose.” Bucky checked your shoulder as he spoke. “Your shoulder looks good, no infection, thanks to me.” He plastered a wide smile on his face afterwards. “Do you know what time Sharon’s hearing is?” You stiffened slightly at the mention of Sharon.

“Uh, no. Sam just told me my time and I haven’t talked to Sharon.” Bucky’s head tilted.

“Everything okay on that front?”

“Not really?” You went back and forth on what to tell him. You didn’t want to give him the extra burden of knowing what Sharon was. “We had a fight a few days ago and neither one of us has cooled off about it, so that’s a bit rocky.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” You shook your head, so Bucky just held you tighter. “Okay, you don’t have to.” He held you for a few more minutes, before backing away. “Alright we need to get ready.” You groaned, slackening your body, making everything about you dead weight.

“No. I don’t wanna.” You sounded like a child.

“You sound like a child.” Oh you whore, get out of my head, butt munch. Bucky said, pushing your body off his. He walked to his closet as you laid spread out like a starfish on his bed. Bucky had already picked out a shirt and put on pants whenever he walked back in and you were still laid on his bed.

“You’re gonna be late.” He leaned over your head, appearing to you upside down. His arms were resting on either side of your face, dropping down he pressed a kiss to your lips. “You’ve got to get up, Y/N.” He went to the other end of the bed, where your feet dangled off the edge. He grabbed your ankles and pulled you, you slid off the bed, taking the comforter with you. “Oh my god, this is pitiful, Y/N. You’re a grown woman!” Bucky shouted at you as he left the room.

The two of you parted ways after you got dressed, but not before Bucky wrapped his arm around the front of your waist and placed a kiss on your temple. You wondered why he did that so much, but you weren’t going to argue with the attention because you loved it. You walked up to the extravagant building that was bustling with people. Everything was white, you always wondered why that was. White represented innocence and America was anything but innocence. You ended up wearing your casual clothes for two reasons. One, you were being pardoned, why couldn’t you be comfortable for that? And two, you had somewhere to go after this and that was just as important as this court meeting to you. Walking into the courtroom, you took in all the faces in the seats. Your name was called immediately, so you approached the podium.

“Ms. Y/L/N, on behalf of the United States Intelligence Community, I’d like to offer you and your family our sincerest apologies.” You wanted to scoff, but you bit your tongue. “You’ve always been an incredible asset to our country. Today, we begin to set things right. We begin to repay some of the debt that is owed to you.” You bowed your head.

“Thank you, Senator. It’s been a long time coming.” You could see the Senator’s jaw clench, not used to being brushed off.

“And we’d like to offer you a full pardon. There might be an opening in your old division. Is that something that you’d be interested in?”

“Actually, Senator. I would like to thank you for that opportunity, but no. I’ll be working with Captain America.” The man’s whole body seemed to twitch.

“You aren’t authorized to make that kind of decision, Ms. Y/L/N.” This time you did scoff.

“Yeah, okay. Well thanks for the pardon.” You tapped the podium twice, leaning to walk away. “This has been great, I really feel like we’ve both said our peace. See ya later, Senator.” You walked out as you heard him calling your name. You pulled your phone out, dialing Bucky’s number.

“Hey doll! How’d court go?” You started walking to where you and Bucky had planned to meet after you got done with your respective tasks.

“Oh great! I’m working with Cap now.” You could almost see Bucky’s face.

“Wow, how’d you manage that?” You smirked.

“I can be very persuasive when I want to be, James.”

“Oh is that so, Y/N?” You could hear his smirk as he spoke. “Maybe you’ll have to be persuasive with me one day.” You laughed.

“James, I don’t have to be persuasive with you.” You caught sight of Bucky walking down the street with a store-bought cake in his hand. You held up your pinky finger wiggling it for emphasis, “I’ve got you wrapped around my finger.”

By the time you got to the marina that docked Paul & Darlene, you were buzzing with excitement. Bucky was giggling at your antics, you were practically bouncing in the passenger seat. As soon as Bucky got out of the car, Cas and AJ latched onto him. He went along with them, playing as if he was going to slam the cake into their faces. You walked past Bucky, hugging everyone who greeted you. Once you reached Sarah, you sat down on the picnic table for a second before taking off again. You stood to the side as you watched Sam take picture after picture with pretty much everyone from town.

Bucky stood next to you, chuckling about everyone’s reaction to Cap being from their hometown. One woman almost knocked Sam flat on his ass when she hugged him, a huge smile stretched over her face. You went back to the table Sarah was at, taking a seat next to her. Suddenly Bucky climbed on top of the table, holding his vibranium arm out with two children dangling off it. He was talking animatedly with his other as he told a story about Sam. You had zoned out just staring at him with the kids.

“You know, this could be you.” Sarah said as she leaned next to your ear.

“What could be?” You made a face at her.

“The kids, the community.” She looked over at Bucky, “That hunk of a man over there.” You slapped her shoulder softly before humming.

“I’ve thought about it, but that’s a two person decision and I don’t think either of us are at a point in our lives to raise another tiny human.” Sarah nodded, her features disbelieving.

“Just don’t let that one get away.” Her finger was pointed at Bucky who was playing with the kids at the edge of the dock. Bucky must’ve felt your gaze on him because he looked up, removing his dark sunglasses to lock eyes with you.

“Oh I don’t plan on it.” You smiled at her. You joined Bucky and Sam as they stood in front of Paul & Darlene, taking in the sunset reflecting on the water. Bucky wrapped his arm around your waist, pressing a kiss to your temple. You definitely don’t plan on it, you thought to yourself as you leaned into his embrace.

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lovesbiggerthanpride · 3 years

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baby, what a big surprise

Pairing: Dave York & F!Reader

Warnings / notes: A little sweet, a little smutty. Valentine’s Day stuff, established relationship

“You’re such a good girl. Taking care of everyone. And now you need to be spoiled. Tonight is all about you.”

A little gift for my sweet @moralesfish. Happy Valentine’s Day! xoxo

It had been a long day, but you were finally home. The shift was busy and tiring, and you were set on finalizing paperwork and such before you clocked out. The mysterious, yet romantic text you received from Dave, had you counting down the minutes to return to him.

As you opened the door to your cozy, shared home, the lights were dimmed, and rose petals scattered on the floor. It was a rare sight to behold.

Valentine’s Day was not super popular for you two. Depending on work schedules, you and Dave either went out for a quick dinner, or just exchanged cards and went to bed.

But tonight appeared to be different. One of your favorite songs was playing in the background, just loud enough to hear the beautiful words.

Not wanting to startle him, you called out, “Hello?”

“In here, baby.”

The familiar voice made you smile. You dropped your purse and bag, following the sounds of a low whistle, and the aroma of fragrant vodka sauce.

What you saw was completely unexpected.

In the kitchen, Dave had his back to you, stirring a pot. There were a few bowls on the counter. The island had two full bouquets of roses and candy. Totally transformed into a warm and romantic space.

“Dave–”

The tall and broad brunette turned his head. With a coy smile, he greeted you. “Hi. Wasn’t expecting you to be here so soon.”

You grinned. “Your texts made me hurry home.”

Dave wiped his hands on the towel, and strutted towards you. In his typical dress shirt and black slacks, but with an apron covering his front. He looked so adorable. “I thought you were going to be here a little later. It’s kind of a surprise.”

“Oh,”’ you turn around, sheepishly. It was clear Dave was working hard to make this night special and different than your usual.

He placed his hands around your waist, spinning you back to face him. “No, it’s okay. I’m so glad you’re home. Been missing you.”

“Thanks, baby,” you lifted your arms to drape over his neck.

Lifting your head to gesture towards all the decorations and treats. “You did this for me?”

“Absolutely,” Dave replied. You sighed as he held you tighter. “I wanted you to have a nice evening, albeit late.”

Your eyes lit up, just tickled by his admission.

“Give me some sugar,” he lowly stated.

You stood on your tiptoes, to capture his lips. It always felt like the first time you kissed, butterflies and fireworks rising. But you know it was always where you wanted to be, in his arms.

Just as you were planning to distract him from his project, Dave pulled away. You groaned, not wanting this to end.

“I know, baby girl. But I have plans for this evening. Why don’t you change into something more… comfortable, and I will have dinner ready when you get back.”

He kissed your cheek, then to the intersection of your jaw and neck, sneaking a squeeze of your ass. Bringing a squeal out of you.

When you came back, walking downstairs, Dave was plating your favorite meal — pasta alla vodka, salad, bread, with a glass of water, and your favorite Cabernet. The tablescape was so precious — A couple of low candles, with roses. A card with your name on it.

“This is so sweet, Dave.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he said, while extending his arm to present the table.

Dave didn’t seem like a man who would try to decorate and go over the top for a commercialized “holiday”. His personality gave off “no frills”, and you were always in charge of this. But he knew it was important to you, and he was growing to enjoy how to spoil you – in word and deed.

“Wow. Look at you. Fuck me.”

“This old thing,” you teased. In a form fitting blue dress that made your eyes sparkle, with a little more cleavage showing. It was rare to be dressed up this late at night. A stark difference from your work uniform. “And I shall, if you let me.”

“Oh, that can be arranged,” he smirked, wanting to devour you before your meal. “But first...” Dave pulled the seat out; you thanked him.

He watched you like a hawk, as you took your first bite. “I hope it’s to your liking. I found the exact recipe you use.”

You noticed hesitation in his brown eyes. He was usually confident in everything he did, never faltering in his decisions. But he just wanted to please you. This was all new.

After a satisfied sigh, you rubbed your thumb over his knuckles, and praised him.

“It’s perfect. Have some, baby.”

Dave took your direction, eating his creation.

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Dessert turned into a sensual event.

Set on the coffee table, Dave laid out a few bowls of strawberries, ice cream, and chocolate syrup. It was a simple spread, but you were delighted that your sweet lover was thoughtful.

You offered him fruit, feeding him. Hearing him release soft moans, was turning you on. After a light round of sweets, you were on his lap, exploring his mouth. His hands were all over you.

Not wanting to be one-upped, he traced his thick index finger down your neck, towards the valley of your breasts. It caused your skin to pebble. You loved it when he touched you.

“How do you feel, my sweetheart?”

Arousal building between your legs.

“So good.”

“I can make you feel good.”

You followed him with wide eyes, as he put his index finger in the syrup and ice cream, then smearing it on your skin. Your breath hitched as he slowly cleaned you with his tongue.

“I want you.” You moaned, unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his chest, and your urgency to get to the next part of the evening.

Dave cupped your sex, feeling how wet you were.

“Baby, if you keep soaking through your clothes… there won’t be any left for me. Let’s go upstairs.”

It was a simple request, but it was full of lust. You couldn’t deny him, or yourself.

A flurry of clothes and underwear moved to the floor. Lips pressing on skin. Hands roaming. Licking and sucking. Didn’t take long for the both of you to be on the bed, feral, and ready for each other.

Dave had you spread open. He wanted to see his gift in a beautiful light.

You were squirming, ready for him to finally satisfy your needs.

He palmed your thigh, holding you still.

“Honey, let me work. You know I only do thorough.”

Finally, he pulled out his cock, pumping a few times, before entering your needy core. Your hands immediately reaching for his shoulders.

“David Christopher…”

“You’re mine and I love you.”

Quickening his pace, loving how you looked underneath him.

“You’re such a good girl. Taking care of everyone. And now you need to be spoiled. Tonight is all about you.”

Sloppy kisses escalated. Dave called for you, saying your name with passion. Making sure you stayed engaged, even though his thrusts were taking you to another dimension.

You made sure to shower him with affection as you chased your highs. Dave knew you inside and out, hitting all the right spots, almost biting you, slapping your ass.

Whispering in your ear, Dave commanded you to come. It was music to his ears to hear you fall apart, throbbing around his cock. You dug your heels into his back — by now your legs were dangling over his shoulders. He came a few seconds later, grunting. With a collapse, Dave pressed his head on your chest, catching his breath, but also rubbing your side with his hand.

This act of fucking — you and Dave had perfected this. But in between heavy pants and gyrating, filthy phrases that broke through, and moving together, there was a softness. Relying on him for pleasure and comfort. And he depended on your reassurance, allowing you to take care of him, while he still maintained dominance.

“Hi, beautiful,” Dave sweetly moved the strands of your hair away from your face.

You cupped his cheek, admiring him. “Thank you for tonight I love you so much.”

“I fucking love you.”

There was still enough before Valentine’s Day was over to bask in your afterglow, and enjoy each other. And take care of your man.

#dave york #dave york x female reader #dave york fanfiction #equalizer 2 fanfiction #dave york x f!reader

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thefanficmonster · 4 years

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Caring

Corpse Husband x Outgoing!Reader (Female)

Warnings: None

Genre: Soft Fluff

Summary: Corpse, while streaming, receives a question about how his relationship with Y/N is going, considering the two of them have very different views on the outdoors.

Requested: No

Sorry this is crappy you guys, it’s a rough idea that popped into my head and I just had to write it down. Hope you don’t hate it too much. Love, Vy XOXO

I smile when Ken kills me in electrical, finally being allowed the chance to look through the lightning fast moving chat. My eyes only manage to catch some of the flying comments and even less of the account names, but I try to reply to them all. It’s the least I can do to show my appreciation for these people. They are the kindest, most amazing, nicest and most supportive fanbase a YouTuber could ever ask for.

As I’m about to reply to another comment, I hear a familiar voice from down the hall call out to me. Well, speaking of kind, amazing, nice and supportive people...

“I’m going jogging with Chevy, babe!“ my girlfriend of seven months, Y/N calls out to me.

“Alright, be safe!“ I call back to her, smiling despite knowing she can’t see me.

I wait to hear the front door shut before continuing with what I was doing. Now the comments are flooded with questions and greetings for Y/N. My smile widens when I read all the gushing and shipping that has now taken over my stream chat.

I always thought I wouldn’t want to make my relationship public with my fans when I got in one. Spoiler alert: three months in, I could no longer keep my trap shut about her and how amazing she is. About how lucky I am. Y/N has always left those things up to me. She’s never been the type to care who knows and who doesn’t or what people say about her. She knows the true value of things and doesn’t let other people’s involvement change that. So when she gave me the green light, I dropped a bomb on my fans by posting a picture of her on my Instagram and captioning it: ‘The love of my life’. Despite her carefree nature, she sat off social media for a good day or two until I coaxed her into giving in and accepting all the support and love my fandom was prepared to shower her with.

“Yeah, she’s great. Chevy is too.“ When Y/N entered my life, she brought along her beauty of a husky - Chevy. I immediately fell in love with her, it was hard not to, she’s a very smart and sweet dog and a lot friendlier and younger than she looks. She looks like she could kill you, but she’s a cinnamon roll.

Y/N on the other hand looks like a cinnamon roll, but she could kill you.

“She loves you too. You make the both of us really happy. I hope you know that, guys.“ I feel genuine butterflies when I say that. It’s been four months now and I still can’t fathom all the love and support. It’s unreal.

The Among Us round continues with no one susing the imposters that are keeping things on the down-low, suggesting this is gonna be a long and torturous round. I’m honestly glad for my death cause now I have the chance to interact with my fans more.

As I’m scanning the chat, my eyes land on a comment that is quite intriguing. I read it out loud: “How do you and Y/N make your relationship work with all the differences between you?”

I almost find it funny how people think that her love for the outdoors changes anything between us. “It doesn’t pose as a hinderance of any kind. Obviously, we make compromise for one another every now and then. Like, sometimes I go with her on her jogs. Other times, instead of going out, she stays home to have a lazy movie evening with me. To be honest, I most like taking care of her when she forgets to do it herself. Like reminding her to put sunscreen on or treating her burns when she doesn’t. Massaging her shoulders after a day of working out in nature. You know, things like that.” I pause to take a sip of my water, hoping it will cool down my burning hot cheeks. “She has a way of storytelling, it can get me to catch at least a couple hours of sleep. She keeps track of how much time I spend staring at screens and makes sure I take breaks and not starve myself.” I sigh in content, shaking my head with what I believe is disbelief, “I love her. I haven’t said it to her yet, but I think she already knows. I’m just that obvious.”

I get a little nervous of looking at the comments now. I wasn’t planning this outpour of adoration from me, but I am sure my fans are going to understand how hard it is for me to keep such overwhelming emotions hidden and unexpressed.

“Corpse, buddy, not that we’re complaining or anything, but could you mute your mic next time you plan to gush about your girlfriend. It’s just that ten different fandoms are now gushing about you and her as well. You should see my chat right now.“ Felix laughs, making my face go even redder. “Lobby, can I get an amen?!“

“Amen!“ the eight other people in the lobby agree in unison through laughter and teases.

@susceptible-but-siriusexual @simonsbluee @save-the-sky @hacker-ghost @itsminniekat @bi-andready-tocry @imtiredaffff @jazzkaurtheglorious @hereforbeebo

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mcrcki · 2 years

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here i am three days late with a post event starter call/plotting call/all around ramble for me to explain my plan ???? is this mostly for me so i know what i’m doing? yes. do you get starters out of listening to me ramble for a paragraph? also yes. so, win-win. but you know normal starter call/plotting rules !! please like for plots ,, and if you are requesting a starter please SPECIFY or else i will not be completing the request. i do also ask that you do not ask for more than 3 requests per writer cause my brain is a mess and i wanna keep my sanity xoxo

as for what i’m doing with replies ; i will honestly just be keeping or dropping things as i get them back, it’s gonna just depend on muse/if the thread was plot heavy. but if i end up dropping a thread that you really wanted, please let me know! otherwise, i am more than happy to write a new starter, or we can turn meme replies into a thread! but most event stuff i’ll be working through dropping or transitioning! the only character i am dropping all pre-event threads with is sella palpatine, as she was made unaware!

anyways !!! i think that’s all my house keeping bs????? here’s my connections page, and here’s a starter call now , ✨as a treat✨

leia organa || star wars || 1 / 5

honestly leia never thought she would be so relieved to feel the force again? while she had some fun with that new power, she is more relieved than anything to finally be able to feel her family again. not having that connection to them had her on edge so now it’s just business like usual. except for when she finds out about her sister xoxo

tenel ka djo ( alex )

lin || spirited away || 0 / 5

lin’s kinda chill about all of this? sure, she’s a little freaked out that this city can randomly just do shit like that? and she’s suspicious that this city might not be the human world like chihiro has been saying, but really she’s just happy to be herself again. although it was nice to be done with work so quickly.

your starter here :)

marlene mckinnon || harry potter || 0 / 5

never has marlene been so fucking elated, she could cry being able to do just a simple accio, please. best day of her life. she never wants to be without her magic again. though, she’s gonna be p stressed when she hears about james, she would love if her friend group could all remember each other for like 3 consecutive months please. she’s just happy she can make coffee again

this slot looks empty without you

omega archeron || star wars || 1 / 5

lowkey kinda annoyed. she was really vibing with her new power, was hoping somehow she could maybe keep them and be able to actually help her family. feels a little like a fraud now, having a hard time adjusting to just being normal omega again. gonna be a little bummed for the next few days honestly, just except moody teen vibes

jolyne kujo ( elle )

pj halliwell || charmed ‘98 || 1 / 5

on one hand, thank god, powers are back she’s safe, her family’s safe everything is normal again. on the other hand, holy fuck what did people do when they had my power??? did anyone fuck up the balance, was there a mistake that someone made with match making? just gonna be a little stressed trying to figure out how to clean everything up, but mostly relieved things are okay

leonard ‘bones’ mccoy ( alex )

rowena ravenclaw || harry potter || 1 / 5

rowena ravenclaw, button pusher extraordinaire. got herself a little too close to people with these powers, just wanted to do some research, to know more about what’s going on but she’s kinda glad everything is just back to normal now. this city doesn’t feel as simple as it did before and she would like to just have everything feel like somewhat easy again. the time adjustment was almost easier than all of this surging magic.

mary stuart ( swan )

sella palpatine || star wars || 3 / 5

sella’s having kinda of a complete 180 from where she was at at the beginning of the event, mainly due to the fact that you know she was unalived. you can read her updated plot info here ,, but for now, she’s having a complete freak out trying to figure out what the actual kriff her force went??? how do you just lose the force. it’s not like it can just disappear. so she’s having a time, doesn’t know why so many people claim they know her, is just all around having a time and would like to just focus on getting her powers back

mikasa ackerman ( elle )

cullen rutherford ( alex )

elara palpatine ( cherry )

sophie hatter || howl’s moving castle || 0 / 5

if sophie never has to even hear the word ghost uttered again, it’ll be too soon. they are beyond happy to be able to just go about their life like normal again. honestly though, she’s a little shaken still, is kinda jumpy and is having a hard time just letting everything go, so it’s gonna be a few days of just on edge but slowly realizing things are okay again. please, she’s begging : no ! more ! magic !

your name and this dot are a match made in heaven

suki || avatar : the last airbender || 2 / 5

suki’s really sitting here thinking maybe she’s been wrong her whole life and benders in fact have it way worse and being without any powers is better. she’s just glad she doesn’t feel the responsibility of keeping some random kid she didn’t know alive anymore. is just very relieved to be herself again and will probably not be wishing she could have been born a bender ever again

bea cook ( ellie )

cassie sandsmark ( elle )

tatum riley || scream ‘96 || 1 / 5

okay so maaaaaybe tatum let the power get to her head. really acted a fool there and is kind of embarrassed, kind of feels terrible. she not used to like not being just the sidekick and got a little power crazy. but she’s trying to make amends, will be doing what she can to make up for it, anything like that. mainly just sending fruit baskets to everyone she fucked with like ‘sorry i didn’t let you have normal emotions, my bad’

sam carpenter ( swan )

#hw: starter call #hw: plot call #long post tw #this is too fucking long #but when have any of my calls ever been short?????

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Ask Answers: April 13th, 2021

And we’re back again with more replies so soon, haha. Thank you for the asks!

Your game literally saved me this hell ass year. Thank you so much for the most perfect piece of art I've ever laid eyes on 😫 ... Do you guys have a rough idea when step 3 DLC will be released? I hope I'm not coming off as rude. I just really really love your game.

I’m sorry for the late reply on this! You might’ve already seen the answer by now, but the Step 3 DLC is coming out on the 16th. We’re almost there :D

This may be a silly question but did Jeremy's parents ever find out that Pran had lied about his age and if so, when/how? :3

Pran came clean to them after a couple of years, when he felt secure enough that it wouldn’t ruin the relationship. The Kings were a little embarrassed, the dad more than the mom, but they’re quite good at brushing past those kind of mistakes so it was all water under the bridge pretty fast.

hi! i know you’ve answered a question about alterations in the our life moments by playing them in different orders, but i was wondering if there was a canon order that the moments for each step happen in? i figure with such a customizable game the “canon” timeline for the moments is whatever order the player completes them in, for example in step 1, i like playing the runaway moment pretty early, since cove trying to run away early in summer makes more sense to me personally. thanks!

Yeah, there’s no canon order we’d insist on. Whatever you like can be the official route for you! And that’s a neat way to look at that event.

What if your character isn’t that into physical contact but still wants to be in a relationship with Cove? Would he be offended if you shy away or something along those lines?

He wouldn’t be. Cove knows how hard that can be and is very understanding. If you set his initiative to low, the game always checks to make sure if you want to be touched or not rather than assuming that you do. And if you do choose that you don’t want to, there’s no stress or drama about it. Cove will just say that’s okay!

Hellu! First off, I want to thank you all for such a wonderful game, it's been the best feel-good game I've ever stumbled upon and I can't express enough how much it has meant to me. Second, I've seen lots of people having trouble with making Cove confess before MC which makes me wonder if people will have the same problem in the dlc when you can propose to him. Is it possible to post a guide for that as well when it no longer could count as a spoiler? Again, thanks for such a beautiful game <3

I’m really happy you had such a nice time with it c:. We’ll answer questions about it on tumblr/in the discord if they come up and, if need be, we’ll find somewhere to upload a guide.

Do we get steam key from buying dlc on itch io?

I’m afraid not. That’d be unfair to those who get it on Steam. Plus, Steam isn’t super cool with giving out thousands of keys to be handed out for free on other sites anymore. They can refuse to give us the keys if they feel we’re trying to take advantage of their system.

hi! so if we reject cove's confession in step 3, can we still have MC and cove get together in step 4?

You can confess to him, yeah. But Cove won’t ever try confessing again if the MC turns him down in Step 3.

What if MC acts like someone Cove doesn't like, like Lizzie or Baxter lol

You can’t do what Lizzie or Baxter does to make Cove dislike them. You can play the game and try, but it doesn’t work out. The MC is just too compatible with Cove if you’re fond/crush/love, haha.

Hi! I absolutely love your game, I love the characters they’re all so amazing, thank you for the game haha

I was wondering if you would get the NSFW DLC no matter what Patreon level you were at, or if you would could get it at any level? :)

What pateron tier do we need to get the 18+ content for Our Life? It's my new favourite game, keep up the good work!

It will eventually be available at the $5 tier and anything above that! Glad you both like OL ^^

On a scale from 1 (being the worst) to 10, how well do the XOXO jerk squad including JB handle horror?

JB: 8

Everett: 5

Nate: 4

Shiloh: 10

Bae: 10

Jeremy: 8 for non-gore horror, 2 for gory horror

Pran: 9

hello!! i was wondering if any of the boys from the Jerksquad would ever wear a skirt/dress?

None of them wear skirts/dresses out of personal preference. But if there was some kind of reason where they had to do it, none would be that bothered.

How does the jerk squad feel about Christmas?

Everett: He fucking loves it. That’s the best time of year.

Nate: Commercialized nonsense.

Shiloh: It’s wonderful! So he claims.

Bae: He likes it quite a bit, but only for the joy it brings children/family. He thinks that’s sweet but is too mature to be whipped up into a festive fervor himself.

Jeremy: It’s awful.

Pran: He hates it.

does cove have any pet allergies? yes I know this is a little weirdly specific

He doesn’t! The lucky boy isn’t allergic to any animal.

Very important question: Would Lee and a musical-theatre loving MC run around belting Into The Unknown from Frozen 2? Because I feel that they would

Probably, haha.

This might seem like a dumb question, so I’m sorry, but with the Derek DLC are we gonna get to hang out with him in person instead of just calling him in step 3?

The Derek DLC adds events in Step 2 and Step 4. It’s part of his story that you don’t really get to be around him in Step 3. But you don’t need to apologize for wondering!

hello! i'd like to ask if it's possible to play the android version of the game with the dlcs after buying the dlcs from steam. i wasn't expecting my android version to have my dlcs since i bought them from steam, but it had my step 2 dlc for some reason. is this a glitch or does the apk actually detect what dlcs you already have on your pc? if so, how come i don't have the step 1 dlc appearing on android? thanks!

That is some kind of glitch. It isn’t possible for the Android DLCs to be unlocked by having them on PC. Maybe in one of the old builds we accidentally didn’t lock the Step 2 DLC properly. Sorry for the confusion!

Does Derek and Baxter have canon sexualities? Will Derek still flirts with the MC regardless of their gender?

They’re both pansexual and can like the MC regardless of what gender they have.

I was wondering if Miranda had a crush on Cove in Step 3? I'm not sure why, but I got those vibes from her?

She thinks of him only as a friend. Cove isn’t her type, haha.

This is probably a dumb hope, but I hope Cliff find someone he loves after Cove is grown up and everything. Or at the very least he has someone he's very close with after Cove leaves.

That’s a really sweet thought to have. Cliff stays single, but he’s graysexual and not-particularly romantically inclined. He only dated when he was really young ‘cause that’s what everyone did. Family and friend relationships are more important to him, and he has plenty of that in his life ^^.

Heya! I was curious if there might be a nickname system in N&F? I kind of pull an Elizabeth when I play and choose a different variation of a name like having Rosie in step one and changing it to Rose in step two, then maybe Rosetta in step three for example, but it also feels a little bit odd being scolded using my nickname hehe. That's all I was wondering about, thank you for your time and the wonderful games!

We are hoping to include the option to go by a nickname in Our Life: Now & Forever. But nothing has been programmed yet, so we can’t 100% guarantee it, haha.

Just curious, what would Liz's and Cove's relationship be if MC wasn't around? I feel like they wouldn't get along as well as they do now, especially during the first and second step

They’d definitely have a lot of friction growing up and they’d likely avoid each other as much as possible. Once they were both older, I imagine they’d be decent neighbor acquaintances. But they still wouldn’t be nearly as close as they are with the MC bringing Cove into things.

What do the customizable eyes look like in the game? Do they look as they are in the creating avatar section? Or do they look different when actually playing the game?

That’s up to you! The doll is just meant to be a general idea. You can apply it to your imagined MC as much or as little as you prefer.

Did Cove go through a "phase" during his adolescence? I don't really wanna headcanon it so I wonder if there's anything (cringy) canon since we missed out on the ages of 14-17 hahaha

Not really, aha. 14-17 Cove is pretty recognizable to his 13 and 18 year old self.

Hello! I'm sorry to bother you, especially with all the messages you get. I was just wondering if the religious wedding venue was exclusive to a church or if there will be different religions of weddings? Also, I love this VN so much, it's so well written and every character is so amazing, thank you for making such a beautiful game.

The church is treated as a historic building rather than anything actively religious, but it’s not the only option like that. There’s a historic synagogue and stuff too! And that’s really nice of you to say <3.

How differently would it play out If MC told their moms about the 20$ deal back when it happened?

They wouldn’t have been happy and would’ve been far more skeptical of Cliff, aha. But they wouldn’t want to keep Cove away from the MC, so it wouldn’t have been too different in the long run.

Hello may I ask what Cove's favorite fudge/ice cream flavor would be? Its alright if its not answered

He appreciates them all, but his top favorites would be the fruit flavored ones and the ones with nuts.

Hi! I really wanted to make mc's house in a game and tried really hard to figure out the floor plan, but I wondered if you have the floor plan of the mc's house so that i can try again with more accuracy?

Thank you a lot for this game, i loved it a lot! (my first play took me 8 hours lol)

I’m really sorry, we don’t have anything like that. But at least you can headcanon that what you did is correct and nothing can prove it wrong, haha.

Hello,I recently started playing lake of voices (I put it off for a long while since I’m usually not very good with horror) and I’m really happy I did!I’m a big fan of your games in general and lake of voices was absolutely great as well.I loved the characters and the dark setting of it,I adored the beautiful art and music and the story was great too,sometimes unsettling and sometimes very sweet.My favorite Route in the game was definitely Lu,I liked his character and was really shocked and distraught by his Route at least two times.I didn’t see the plot twist(s) coming at all!

Besides these ramblings I’ve also wanted to ask if you still remember how to get the lower two CGs on page 5?I seem to always miss them and would appreciate any help.Anyways I hope I wasn’t too much of a bother and I wish the devs a great day!:)

Thank you for all the kind words <3. You get those DLCs by going through the end of the Guide’s character path. You can use the guides on Steam to help you find it/reach the end!

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