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Orange Blossoms

Pairing: Buck x Reader

Word count: 7.7k

Notes: No cause actually I’m just finishing this now and it comes out Thursday how could I do this to myself it’s Tuesday. And more importantly why is it so LONG cause it’s cute that’s why and this is the SET UP chapter okay

Episode 6: Beach Blanket Bingo

Approximately three weeks after your first date Buck has the third one all set up and ready to go

He did not want to wait, in fact, he wanted to plan five dates in five days which would have been cute but Eddie said no. He had to take his time and show you that he cared about you so he went along with it because Eddie was his patience.

Eddie helped him set the whole thing up, they went to Target and had a little shopping spree. They bought a cute pink blanket, a checkerboard print picnic basket, and two beach chairs. Eddie threw in a few other things, A couple of portable silverware sets, and a strawberry-shaped serving bowl. Actually, he got two of those because he really wanted one too.

Everything they have is very colorful and Buck hopes you like it. Eddie knows a private beach area, from a friend and he got that spot for Buck just for tomorrow

“You really think she’s gonna like a beach date? What if she secretly hates water or something”

“Did she tell you she secretly hated water?” Eddie asks as he cuts up the strawberries for the fruit salad they’re making

“If it’s a secret how am I gonna know” he makes a dumb face at Eddie and Eddie has to take a second, just to remember why they’re friends and why he loves this man

“Yeah…you’re so right” He puts his head down, returning to cutting the strawberries.

“Anyway” Buck throws some grapes he cleaned off into the bowl and pops one in his mouth

“I should probably get cooking. You mind being my guinea pig?”

“For what?” Eddie asks warily as he slides the strawberries off his cutting board and into the bowl

“I’m trying out a new seasoning mix for burgers I want to know if it’s good and I can’t eat it myself because then I won’t be hungry later!”

Eddie rolls his eyes as he starts on the watermelon

“Fine, I suppose I can suffer through this,” He says sarcastically, but his growling stomach gives him away

Buck is so particular with the way he cooks these burgers, he’s so careful about how he seasons and what he seasons with and Eddie sits on the counter, handing him things and watching him. He even times how long he cooks each side and puts the bacon in the oven

“You’re doing great dude,” Eddie says as he holds out the plate Buck puts the toasted bun on

“You think so?”

“I have literally no idea how this could suck. Like it’s beautiful” He hops off the counter, setting the plate down and Buck plates it exactly how he wants it to be and takes a couple pictures

“Ketchup or not?” He teases him and Buck rolls his eyes as he hands him the ketchup

“After you try it plain. You probably won’t even want it!!”

“Oh, we’ll see about that” Eddie pokes at his side before picking the burger up and taking a bite out of it. Buck puts his hands to his face, nervously watching as Eddie takes his time considering it. He sets it back down and puts his hands on Buck's shoulder

“That’s the most delicious thing you’ve ever made me in our entire lives and you’re right I don’t want ketchup”

Buck has four swimsuits he could possibly wear and a speedo Eddie said that he should burn and it literally didn’t even fit his junk properly

Not his fault he’s too big for it

So he and Eddie settle on his shortest pair because it shows off his thighs the best and they’re really short and they make his butt look good and they really think you’ll appreciate that

Not to mention they have super cool sharks on them.

“You nervous?” Eddie asks as he blows up the cute pink and white beach ball that Buck bought especially for you

“Incredibly. Like what if I mess this up?? You’re usually there to save me, what if she thinks I’m like a freak or something, or what if I accidentally drown her”

“How?? How would you accidentally drown her?”

“It’s called an “accident” Eddie! I don’t know! Oh god, what if she can’t swim?!”

“Then you get to hold her in the water? You haven’t asked her if she can swim?”

“Oh god, I should have asked oh my god. Eddie!! I’m already ruining this!!”

Eddie rolls his eyes and takes out his phone, dialing your number “You’re not ruining anything Buck you’re putting way too much on yourself, she would not have accepted a beach date if she couldn’t-“

“Oh hey!” Eddie holds the phone up between him and Buck “Just a silly, crazy, cute lil question… can you swim?”

“Uhhh” He hears through the phone and he looks horrified as you take too damn long to answer this question

“Y/N” Eddie pinches the bridge of his nose and you nervously giggle, Buck looks like he’s about to have a heart attack. In fact, he sits down on the floor just staring at his hands

“Yes, Eddie?” You say so sweetly he’s sure his teeth just rotted

“You can’t swim, can you?”

“Okay okay hear me out-“

“Y/N!!”

“Hear me out!!” You yell and Eddie groans loudly as Buck lays out on the floor, waiting for death to take him

“I’m not a strong swimmer okay!! But you know… I can… float and do little kicks….”

“Jesus fuc-“

“Besides!!! I figured you know… um… see okay I was thinking that I could just tell Buck when we went into the water and just ask him if he didn’t mind holding onto me you know?? I just- I thought hey maybe he’d want to and- and that way like-“

“Are you telling me you’re using the fact that you can’t swim to get Buck to have to keep his hands on you??”

“For safety!!”

Eddie hears May laugh and you shush her, he looks down at Buck who’s got his hands over his face and he can’t tell what he’s feeling.

“Don’t tell him okay?? He might back out if he knows”

“I don’t think he’d back out, he’d rather die than cancel a date ”

“Promise me you won’t tell him!!” You whine and he rolls his eyes

“Fine. God. Goodbye, Brat.”

“Bye, bestest friend in the entire world!!!”

Eddie scoffs as he hangs up, nudging Buck's foot with his.

“God sometimes I think you two dumbasses really were made for each other…Well?”

Buck squeals at a level only dogs can hear and Eddie slaps his hand over his face

“She wants me to hold her!!”

“I’m packing water wings”

This was such a bad idea, this was the worst idea he and Eddie could have ever come up with. Why did he think he could do this?

He and Eddie picked you up together from the house, Eddie came with you as a decoy because Buck just had to pick you up from the house.

Eddie lets out a low whistle as they look up from their phones, Buck’s mouth drops open and Eddie closes it for him

You’re walking towards them, a little skip in your step. You’d just bought a new swimsuit anyway so Buck’s idea of going to the beach was perfect. The red material clings to your body, it's low on your chest and cut high on your hips. May called it your Baywatch swimsuit as you spun around giggling while showing it to her the other day.

“Are you gonna be okay?” Eddie asks as they watch you walking over to them. That bounce in each step is causing him to feel things

“Huh?” He mumbles, still staring at you. It feels like it’s taking years for you to get to the car, Oh okay he kinda understands the slow-motion runs now.

“Hi, guys!” You say as you open the front door and climb into the jeep. Eddie wolf whistles and you giggle, handing him your bag to put in the back

“Damn, Pamela” He jokes and you roll your eyes, pulling your cover-up tighter around your body

“That’s literally what May said. I think it’s cute!”

“Oh trust me I’m not disagreeing in the slightest,” He says, putting his arms on the backs of your seats

“You think he’s ever gonna snap out of it?” You turn your body towards Buck and Eddie and Eddie shrugs

“Eventually… this one really is a banger though sweetheart it might take him a minute”

“Does he even know I’m in the car?”

Buck’s hands are on the steering wheel, his palms are sweaty, and his stomach flutters like crazy… maybe he’s sick. He’s definitely sick, he’s gotta be sick. He should cancel the date he doesn’t wanna make you sick

“Buck?” You poke at his arm

“Breathe… dude” Eddie rubs his shoulders and Buck starts to relax slowly

His voice is robotic and plain, and his hands grip the wheel tighter

“Hello, you look nice. Are you ready to go?”

Eddie falls back in his seat laughing and you pull him into your chest, hugging him

“Buck come on!” You whine as you smother him like he does to you

“Snap out of it so we can have fun!”

He groans loudly and wraps his arms around you, nuzzling his head into your bare chest, definitely getting glitter all over his face and hair

“You look So. Damn. Good. I swear Y/N I could just eat you up right here right now”

“Please don’t do that. We’re still in the driveway” Eddie says from the backseat, reminding you both oh yeah he’s still here

“Wait the driveway is your problem?” Buck turns to face Eddie, still keeping his head on your chest

“Why did you say it like that” Eddie slaps his arm and Buck starts giggling as he finally pulls away, he starts up the jeep again and leaves the driveway to drop Eddie back off at home

“It’s fun to harass you”

He reaches for you as soon as he gets to a stop sign, cupping your face in his hands, he lets everyone go first as he kisses you, sliding his tongue in your mouth and wrapping it around yours. Your cheeks flush deeply, the butterflies in your stomach going wild as you kiss him back, fighting him for dominance

“Oh my god, do you want me to freaking drive? Go!” Eddie yells at Buck as cars start to honk behind him and he pulls away quickly, hitting the gas.

You hook your phone up to his Bluetooth and pull up the playlist he’d made for you. Jessie’s Girl plays through the speakers and you squeal, turning up the volume. You play the guitar while Eddie does the drums and Buck looks over at you, enjoying the way you sing into your fake microphone and cue Eddie for his drum solo

“You’re singing this, way too intensely” Buck looks down over his sunglasses into the rearview mirror at Eddie as you and he sing together and he bursts out laughing, falling over in the backseat as you kick your legs, hiss laughing

“Shut up!”

After your little laughing fit you mostly talk with Eddie as you drive back to his place, he’s not coming with so you give him a little extra attention, but that doesn’t stop you from cuddling up to Buck and blowing in his ear softly. At first, it tickles and he’s trying to fight you off with one hand while you giggle and keep blowing. But one particular moment sends a spark of electricity down his spine and he’s fighting a boner with every… bone in his body. He shifts awkwardly and his eyes shoot up to Eddie’s in the review mirror, silently begging him to save him and he shrugs, getting your attention back easily and Buck can finally breathe again.

Which isn’t even easy in the first place because you smell good. He wonders what it is, he could bathe in it. Maybe you’ll spray some on his pillow for him, he’d do it for you in a heartbeat if you asked.

He’d do a lot of things for you if you asked.

Once you pull into Eddie’s driveway he hops out and you open the door, giving him a big hug. He winks at Buck who rolls his eyes and flips him off

“I’ll see you two later! Enjoy your day!” He steps back from the Jeep waving as Buck pulls out of the driveway

“Bye, Eddie!! Have a good day!!” You wave back as you speed off toward the beach.

Buck and Eddie showed up earlier and got everything all set up so when he grabs the picnic basket from the backseat and takes your hand his nerves quiet just a little. He really wants this date to go well, Eddie was right, he wants to show you how much he cares.

“Buck this is really cute,” You say as you kneel down on the blanket and reach out for the basket. He hands it to you before sitting down and straightening out the blanket a little

“I can’t take all the credit, Eddie helped set things up” He watches you take out the food and set it out. You grab a plate and serve him first and he blushes, it’s so domestic and it makes his heart do flips

“I should be doing that for you” He takes the spoon from your hand and puts some of the fruit salad on a plate for you and you sit with your legs out in front of you

“You did everything else, the least you can let me do is serve you, it’s not that difficult you know”

“I know… but I want to do it anyway. He hands you the plate and you smile, leaning forward and kissing him sweetly

“Thank you, for everything”

“It’s my pleasure, Doll,” He says, kissing your nose and sitting back with his plate

You and Buck eat the fruit salad first because it’s your favorite part and you taste even sweeter when he kisses you again. His hand trails up your smooth thigh, pulling you closer to him by your hip. He nuzzles his head against yours and you melt into his touch. He smiles, pulls away, and goes back into the basket

“You know we should probably actually eat”

“Personally I think there are more interesting things to taste but okay” You shrug and his cheeks turn red

“Oh haha, very funny” He sticks his tongue out and you bat your eyelashes playfully

“What can I say, I’m a slut for a dirty joke” you quote him from earlier and he slaps your thigh, handing you a warm bowl. You take off the lid and there’s a delicious-looking burger inside.

“Where did you get this” Your mouth is already watering as you put the little container up to your face, inhaling the delicious aroma

“I made them myself! But wait-“ he grabs a couple of buns from a bag and hands you one “I didn’t want these getting soggy”

You carefully take the burger from the container and put it on the bun, he hands you a napkin, and you wipe your hands off before putting the bacon on and wiggling a little

“It’s gorgeous,” you say through fake sniffles and he rolls his eyes smirking when you take a bite. Your eyes widen before rolling back in your skull and you sigh

“Oh Buck” you moan and his cheeks flush deeply. He knows you mean his cooking but like…. Like could you just do that again??

“I think I’m in love” You giggle as you eat and he opens the bag of chips for you both

“Well that makes two of us” he winks and you blush as you take the chips and nibble on one

It’s quiet when you’re eating and you can’t help it, because it’s good and who even knew Buck could cook, because he hadn’t cooked for you before and now you wish he would again, or maybe you could cook for him next time, you set your empty container aside, leaning back in your chair a little as you chew the tip of your sunglasses in deep thought

“What are you thinking about?” Buck asks as he sips his capri sun “You kinda zoned out a little there” he chuckles and you shrug

“Maybe… for one of our dates? I could do something for you. I want to do our next date okay? You can have the last one!”

“Awww you don’t have to! I like spoiling you” He boops your nose and you giggle, wiping off your hands grabbing the hand sanitizer, and spraying it

“I want to Buck!! You deserve to be spoiled too”

“I can think of other ways you could spoil me,” he says dreamily and you roll your eyes as you stand up and stretch out for a second before bending over to grab a drink from the cooler. You fall out of your top a little and stop for a second, putting your hand over your chest

“Hey! That was one of them”

“Oh shut up!!” You swat his thigh and stand tall, opening your little drink

He eases himself out of his chair and onto the ground, pushing his chair away a little, and opens his arms

“C’mere cutie”

You step over him and he looks up at you, goddamn are you a sight to behold as you straddle his lap and sit down.

“There we go! Nice and comfy” he smirks and you wrap your arms around his neck

“Oh yeah, soooo comfy,” you say as his hands slide down to your ass and squeeze gently

“Oh? Is this not to your liking?” He slides his hands up your sides while laying back and bringing you with him. You blush as you’re laid out on him

“How about this?”

“Even better” you purr and he sighs, his hands shaking a little as he feels you up

“You wanna go swimming soon?” He cups your face in his hands, mushing it around and making silly faces and you snicker, pushing his hands away

“Yeah!! But um… I gotta tell you something about that” You say quietly and he slaps his hands on your butt, making you jump and yelp and you punch his chest

“And what would that be?” He starts tapping out a little beat on your butt and you reach behind you trying to bat his hands away but he just smacks your butt

“Would you quit that!!” You wriggle on him and he gasps, his hands stalling.

“Oh? Oh, you like that huh?” You smirk evilly

“I mean you’re literally inadvertently grinding on me so yeah I think I like that”

“You want me to do it on purpose?” You ask quietly, reaching up to twirl his hair with your finger. His mouth drops open

“Wait- seriously?”

“If you don’t want-“ You start to get up and he shakes his head fast, pushing you down against him by your ass

“No- no!! I want, I want!!” He says pleadingly and you laugh, burying your face in his neck for a moment before you start to roll your hips. His breath hitches and he sighs, melting into the sand below him

“Mmmm that’s my girl,” He says quietly as you sit up, putting more pressure on his cock

“Did I mention you look super, super good today?” you say and he blushes

“Really?”

“Uh huh, your sharks are so cute”

Buck perks up a little as he holds your hips

“You really think so??” He sounds so cute and excited and it makes you blush at how adorable he’s being

“I named this one Kevin!!” He points to one of the sharks on his swim trunks and you stop grinding for a second to look down

“Hi Kevin” you giggle and wave at the little hammerhead shark and Buck sits up now, looking at Kevin

“Yeah he’s pretty cool… just don’t tell the others” He whispers in your ear and you bite your lip before kissing him, knocking him backward into the sand again. He moans quietly, wrapping his arms around you and squishing you down onto him a bit. He laps at your tongue, tangling his with yours as he kisses you passionately and downright dirty

“God you’re just so cute sometimes” You pant in between kisses and he pushes down on your ass as you start to grind on him again, he chuckles, grinding back against you and you gasp against his lips

“Cute huh? I don’t wanna be cute right now…” He rolls you over onto your back and grinds into you, bending down and kissing you breathless. Your body shudders as he’s a little more aggressive with his movements now, thrusting his hips gently into yours.

You tug on his hair, your hands tangling through it as you open your legs to him more, lost in the moment of pleasure he’s giving you. You can tell by the way he’s angling his hips he’s after one thing

And he’s hitting it over and over again.

Oh, he’s definitely boyfriend material.

He gasps in your ear, a soft little pathetic noise that sends a shiver straight up your spine. Your heart flutters and your pussy clenches around nothing desperately

“Jesus Buck” you pant, wrapping your legs around his waist and he chuckles darkly as he ruts his hips harder into yours.

His phone rings and he completely ignores it while you claw at his back, egging him on. The heated desire between the two of you could practically make glass underneath you. You slide your hands down his lower back, going to ease his shorts down-

It starts to ring again and you turn to look at it “Who is that??” Your chest bounces with each of his thrusts and he’s practically mesmerized by the way you look underneath him

“Uh I’m not-“ He moans desperately, letting his head fall onto your shoulder “Fuck it’s Eddie” He bites down and your body arches into him

“Shouldn’t you answer it?” You pant softly as you look over at it

“I’m kinda busy??”

You laugh as you reach your arm out toward his phone, wiggling your fingers to grab it and answer it. He stops for a second, grabs it, hands it to you, and goes right back to kissing your shoulder and leaving hickeys across your chest

“Hello??”

He’s definitely not going to stop this time, in fact, he makes it worse by pulling the front of your swimsuit down

“Buck!!” You shriek as his hands cup your breasts, he places featherlight kisses on them, trying to refrain from biting

“Yes, beautiful?”

“Put the phone up to his ear” Eddie hisses and you do as he says

“I swear to god if you fuck her in the middle of this beach”

“How do you know what I’m-“

“Binoculars”

Buck's hips freeze in place and you can hear Eddie laughing his head off

“What did he say??” You ask and Buck looks around frantically “Uhh nothing baby nothing” He gets up, tossing a towel over your chest, and awkwardly pats it

“I really really need to take this call,” he tells you and you nod fast handing him over the phone

“No, go ahead!”

He jogs away a few feet closer to the ocean so you can’t hear him

“Where are you?!”

“Actually pretty far, you were so nervous I thought I’d show up for a bit and make sure you were okay… and now I really wish I hadn’t”

“Did you see…her-“ He gestures around his chest and Eddie laughs

“No, I looked away. But it seems like you don’t need me, man. So… I’m going to Chipotle”

“Wait bring me home some queso”

“Oh yeah sure okay. I’ll send you my locaysh so you don’t have to be paranoid I’m still here”

“Wow, thanks how’d you know I would be?!”

“Because I know you better than you do buddy. Also, she’s going toward the water, 9 o’clock”

“Mmmm I can’t tell time” Buck turns around

“Jes- Goodbye”

Buck jogs back over to your little picnic and tosses his phone down. He looks over at you as you walk towards the water, your backside covered in sand… god he loved that swimsuit.

He follows after you, walking right next to your footsteps and semi-fangirling over the way they look so cute together

“Is everything okay?” You look up at him and god you really have given him a size kink

You’re. Just. So. Petite. He could pick you up and throw you. God okay he doesn’t wanna actually throw you. But you’re like five feet tall and that’s cute

“Earth to Buck” you wave your hand in front of his face and he flinches “You good”

“Huh?? Oh. Oh yeah sorry I was just thinking about throwing you”

You blink at him and he blinks back, narrowing his eyes and pursing his lips for a moment really just thinking

“…Just gonna leave that there huh buddy?”

“Leave what where?” He asks, looking around

“You- you just said you wanted to throw me?”

“Ohh…”

3…2…1…

“Oh shit! No fuck no!! Shit god no that’s!?? That’s weird I just- no I meant like you- you’re just so tiny and-“

You’re letting him dig his hole deeper as he fumbles over his words

“And-and like so easy to pick up and like no god no I’d never throw you I- know I would never hurt you”

You shake your head, listening to him with a wide grin on your face

“I’m- I’m making this worse aren’t I”

“Yes” you shake your head giggling and he groans loudly, spinning around in a little circle and throwing a tiny tantrum

“It’s like when you see something just so darn cute you wanna squish it forever!!”

“So you’re saying you think I’m so cute you just wanna throw me?”

“Yes!!!” He throws his arms out and you nod

“Yeah no okay I get it now. Like how I want to be Lady Dimitrescu’s vanity”

“Goddamn, what I wouldn’t give to be that” Buck wholeheartedly agrees and you both stand there for a moment, just… dreaming.

“So you wanna get in the water?” Buck asks

“Okay!”

Maybe Eddie was right, maybe you were made for each other.

The bimbo to his himbo

Buck sighs dreamily as he takes your hand, pulling you closer to the water. What a match made in heaven.

You nearly drown in a wave that knocks you flat on your butt.

You forgot to tell Buck you couldn’t swim and Buck forgot to remember you couldn’t swim.

Both of you blame it on the messing around earlier.

Buck pulls you up the beach before flopping down on the sand next to you, both of you panting heavily

“You terrified of the ocean yet?”

“I think I just swallowed half of it”

You look over at him, you look like a drowned rat. The cutest drowned rat he’s ever seen. He chuckles as he leans into you, kissing you slowly and putting his arm over your waist

“You wanna try that again?”

“You promise you’ll hold onto me?”

“I promise baby” He kisses your nose and you blush

“Okay…” you get up, bending over to brush the sand from your legs and Buck smacks your ass

“Hey!” You yelp and shoot up straight and he puts his hands up in mock defense

“I was just trying to help” He pats his eyelashes sweetly

“You’re groping me way too much today” You scold him as he takes your hand again and leads you back to the water, it seems to have calmed down

“Honestly, if it’s too much please ask me to stop and I absolutely will. On the other hand… if you like it. You know you can do it right back, right?” He smirks as you look at him, a light blush dusting your cheeks

“Huh?” You say and he takes both your hands, walking backward into the water

“Might I remind you I have a butt too? A very cute one”

You giggle as he walks you out a little deeper so you’re floating and he’s still standing

“I also have- you know,….something else if that’s to your liking” He winks and you roll your eyes, wrapping your arms securely around his neck. He stops at a safe distance and bends his knees so he’s floating with you on top of him

“I’m just saying… I’m giving you permission you know… if that’s something you’re interested in and you know now that I’m saying that I’m sorry I didn’t ask to use your booty as bongos”

You laugh into his shoulder and pull back again to look at him

“It’s okay, you’ve got pretty good rhythm, and I’ve got a pretty nice ass”

“Oh boy do you” He sighs softly, tilting his head cutely “I just can’t get enough of you, my sweet, sweet little bunny”

“Bunny huh? What happened to Doll?” You ask, booping his nose and he nods

“It's Bunny when I’m ready to take a bite out of you” He growls and nips at your finger and you squeal, pulling away from him and he pulls you back closer

“No-no-no!!” You try to push him away from him laughing loudly “Don’t eat me!!”

“You better watch out or my sharks are gonna get you!!”

He purposely drags you to shallower water and lets you go and you run away

“I can’t tell if that was an innuendo or not!!” You call over your shoulder and he nearly trips from laughing so hard

“Oh my god, I didn’t even think about that!! Now that’s exactly what I mean!”

You know he’s running so much slower than he really can, no matter how hard your little legs pump you know he could catch you if he really wanted… and maybe that’s what you both like about it so much. For as much as you run and dodge his lunges you know he’s just toying with you at this point and you sort of do feel like a little bunny, like his prey.

“Awww come on! You’re starting to slow down bunny! I thought this was gonna be more of a chase!” His voice is borderline sinister? And that’s hot.

What a great distraction.

You shriek as his hand grabs the back of your swimsuit and yanks you backward, pulling you down into the sand with him, the waves lap against your bodies as he pins you to the ground and stares at you, his pretty eyes, dark and stormy now

“Well, well, well, look what I’ve caught” He runs his finger down your cheek as you pant beneath him, his eyes roll back slowly as his hips connect with yours, grinding against you

“You gorgeous, gorgeous little bunny. I like watching you run from me” He whispers in your ear, his voice dripping with a seductive husky tone. Your eyes widen as you shove him off of you, sitting up fast. He falls onto his butt, stunned for a second, and looks at you

“Too far??” He asks worriedly and you run your hands over your hair, they’re shaking so hard he can see them

“Y/N??”

“That was the hottest damn thing I have ever experienced in my entire life I need a minute,” you tell him and he falls backward laughing loudly

“You scared me! You brat!!”

“Oh, I’m just supposed to be completely normal. When you treat me like prey?? And you’re all “Grrr, I’m…I’m some sort of…”I don’t know what kind of animal do you wanna be?”

“I’ll be a wolf, it’s funny”

You giggle into your hands as you fall back into the sand “Okay, my very own werewolf boyfriend, Nice!”

“Hey I’m on TikTok, I know what booktok is okay. You’re into it”

You burst out laughing, throwing wet sand on his chest “Are you kidding me?!”

“Let me see your Kindle unlimited Y/N!! Let. Me. See. It”

Buck has another little surprise but you have to wait for it to get darker he says so instead you guys go for a walk down the beach. He’s picking up little random pieces of wood as you go

“So you think we could have a sleepover sometime?”

He asks as he picks up another and you shrug, smiling “It sounds nice, but how are we gonna get around that one?”

“If Eddie’s there I’m sure Bobby won’t mind”

“Right…right Having a sleepover with two, grown, attractive, men! That totally sounds like something he’d go for!” You poke his side and he giggles

“Maybe we can say May is invited too! She’d cover for us”

“I could always ask her, you think Eddie will be available?”

“Yeah to cover for us, no way am I having my best friend come over when I’m trying to have a completely innocent, wonderfully pure, amazingly sinless sleepover with my girlfriend”

“Oh, we’re gonna fuck huh?”

Buck bursts out laughing, grabbing your arm as he almost falls to the ground and you steady him, laughing with him. He giggles and kicks the sand, trying to stop laughing all the way back to your little slice of heaven. He drops the wood he was collecting and plops down in his chair

“I hate you so much”

You snort as you sit down next to him “It was funny!! You’re the one who laughed for six hours”

He kicks some sand on your leg and you slap his thigh, to which he slaps yours. Your mouth opens a little and he sticks his tongue out at you.

“You wanna go? Because I’ll fight you right here right now” you tell him and he flicks you off with both fingers

“Come at me, Princess”

He doesn’t know what he expected, even though if he was actually paying attention he would have known. You tackle him out of his seat and he yelps as you two go rolling in the sand. He screams laughing as you tickle him and kick his legs as you end up back on top of him

“Stop!! Stop I’m gonna pee!!” He screams and bucks his hips trying to knock you off but you just hold on tighter, attacking him more

“Nice try! But I’ve won the bull riding contest at Lucky Jacks four times!!”

He grips your wrists, holding you off “Wait you’ve what???” He pants harshly, holding you back as you struggle

“Yeah! I’m actually really good at it”

“Are you telling me with a straight face you’re good at riding”

You stop wriggling so much and think for a second, humming softly

“Yeah okay, I’ll go with it. I’m amazing at riding” you purr seductively and he groans, rolling his eyes back and letting your wrists go

“Oh god you’re my dream woman” He sighs and you giggle, bracing your hands on his chest

“Are you good at taking it?” You ask, letting your head tilt to the side as you look down at him

“A-am I what?” His voice is hoarse and his eyes turn wide as saucers

“Are you good… at taking it?” You ask again and his heart nearly shoots out of his chest

“I wouldn’t know,” he says simply, quietly. But damn is he starting to think he wants to find out

“Are we talking about the same thing?” You giggle and he shrugs because he’s sure he’s got little hearts radiating in his eyes right now

“I don’t know”

You both leave it at that (much to his dismay) and you get off of him, going back over to your little setup and grabbing a dry towel from the pile Buck brought

“Suns just about right for some last-minute tanning!” You say as you spread it out and grab another, spreading it out next to yours for him

“Hey uh…just how private is this beach?” You ask and he looks up from the cooler where he’s grabbing two water bottles

“Extremely, they kinda keep a tight lid on this but rent it out for parties and stuff sometimes”

“So…there’s no danger of anyone showing up expectedly?”

“None at all, Why?”

“I don’t really like tan lines”

You turn away from Buck, slipping the straps of your swimsuit off and rolling it down your body so it looks like it’s just a pair of bottoms and he has to turn away before his sharks start to get a little too tight.

He walks past you to his towel and you turn again, covering your chest with your arms

“No peeking,” you say and he closes his eyes

“Didn’t I literally full-on grab them earlier?” he asks and you kick his thigh lightly as you lay on your stomach, it’s not a sustainable position but it’ll be fine for a little while at least

“Yeah, you did. You can look now”

He looks over at you, laid out on your tummy with your legs crossed and your head resting on your hands and he smiles, shaking his head before looking up at the sky

“I ever tell you how pretty you are?”

You blush and shrug, “Not nearly enough” you tease

He chuckles and scoots closer to you, your faces so close you can feel each breath he takes

“You are the most stunning little thing I’ve ever met” His voice is husky as he turns over, trailing his fingertips down your back and you shiver under his touch “So beautiful and I get you all to myself”

“How lucky you are” you tease and he leans closer, kissing you softly

“Damn right I am”

You lay together in the sun for a while, just relaxing and occasionally talking. He likes to listen to you talk, he especially likes to listen to you laugh. He’s falling faster and faster every second and he’s starting to not care about Eddie saying he needs to wait to tell you he loves you

As the sun finally starts to set, Buck gets up and dusts off his legs

“You ready for your lil surprise?” He asks excitedly and you perk up, carefully sitting up and keeping your chest covered

“Yeah!!”

He turns around so you can fix your top again and picks up his towel, shaking it out

“I wanted to just leave you here and surprise you more but to be honest I kind of want to show off”

You snort as you get up, shaking out your own towel and taking his hand to walk back over to the chairs

“Well whatever it is I’m excited about it”

“You can help if you want! Or I can do it myself”

“Well if you’d just tell me whatever it is, I’m sure I’d be happy to help” you tease him and he smirks as you both toss your towels down. He brings you a little ways away from your stuff and there’s a little pile of rocks and his sticks

“Just make a big circle with the rocks in the sand alright? Brat” he smacks your butt and you swat his hand away, putting the rocks in a circle as he told you to, you make them pretty, setting them out nicely as he arranges his sticks in the middle

“You know…” you start to help him pile his sticks “I’m pretty sure I know where this is going now and a firefighter starting a fire is pretty funny”

“I’m an expert!! Trust me I can even start it with two sticks okay you’ll be so impressed!!”

He gets up with a little pail and goes running off to the water and you watch him, shaking your head and groaning softly

“Why is everything he does so damn cute???”

You finish setting up the sticks for him as he comes back, setting the pail down. He can indeed start a fire with two sticks, and it is actually pretty impressive as the fire roars to life. He slowly throws some more sticks on it, feeding it carefully and you scoot next to him, putting your head on his shoulder

“That’s pretty hot,” you tell him and he looks down at you

“Oh? Do you wanna scoot back??”

You giggle and push him a little “No, Buck. You’re hot”

His cheeks flush as he looks at the fire in front of you both and rolls his eyes “Oh, thanks”

You wrap your arms around his and snuggle against him “No, thank you. Today was really really great”

“You think so?” He pulls his arm away for a second, putting it around you instead and cuddling up with you. He kisses your head and you blush

“Yeah I know so, I’ve never been so happy with someone before,” you say quietly and he smiles, laying his cheek on your head

“Yeah me either”

The sun finally sets, the air around you becoming colder as you cuddle in front of the fire. He reaches behind him and pulls over the cutest little box in the shape of a giant s’more and you laugh

“Oh my god I love that” you smile as he hands you a skewer with a marshmallow on it and you put it over the fire

“I saw it at Target and have never put something in my cart so fast it’s literally so cute and a total waste of money”

You toast your marshmallows to a nice brown while Buck literally sets four on fire and this doesn’t surprise you in the least. He likes making them almost as much as he likes eating them. He looks over at you, a wide grin on his marshmallow-covered cheeks and you giggle, sitting on your knees in front of him and licking his cheek

He snorts and tosses his head back “You could have just given me a napkin”

“No this is way funnier” You give his other cheek a little lick and he reaches forward, yanking you into his lap

“Maybe I’ll just use you as a napkin!!” You squeak as he kisses all over your face before kissing your lips, he tastes good, like the sweet marshmallows and dark chocolate, and a little summery and warm.

“Mmmph” You whimper against his lips and his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He can’t get enough of your body, enough of your existence.

“So gorgeous” He mumbles against your lips and you grin, nodding along with him

“Damn right you are”

His cheeks flush as he gets a bit shy and pulls away some

“Why do you compliment me so much?”

You look at him curiously, pulling away now too “What do you mean?”

“I just… you tell me I’m gorgeous or- or handsome”

“Why wouldn’t I?” You look taken aback

“I mean- why would you??” He asks quietly, looking up at the night sky and shrugging and you take a second, looking down at the sand before looking back at him and cupping his cheek to tilt his face to you… kind of understanding now where he’s coming from

Evan Buckley is a breathtaking man. And you’re not sure anyone’s ever told him that he’s so much more than his looks.

“Evan Buckley, you’re one of the sweetest, most caring guys I’ve ever met. You’re funny and sensitive. And I know you try your hardest with everything you do… I’m not- I'm not just into you for your looks Buck. I’m into you for your heart and the way you care for everyone around you with every last breath in your body. You save lives every day Buck! You’re a hero, you’re my hero”

He didn’t mean to tear up, but he couldn’t help it, no one… no one really sees him for him when he goes on dates, sometimes his friends don’t even see him.

But you do.

He wipes at his eyes quickly, clearing his throat and rolling his eyes trying to reign himself in before looking away from you

“You’re such a sappy baby”

Buck lays back, propping himself up on his elbows as he stares up at the stars. That’s his real surprise, how dark it is over here. You can see more than you ever have before. He looks over at you, watching the sky like he is and his heart melts. Your eyes are so wide and sweet, there are literal stars in your eyes

He can’t stop thinking about what you’d said, or the way you tackled him over after he called you a baby and tickled him until he had to run to the ocean to pee to which you screamed in horror and he started chasing you around the fire.

“I love you”

You look over at him, the fire illuminating your soft honeyed skin, and he’s sure he’s seeing an angel all over again. His heart hurts with how badly he wants you, the air is sucked from his lungs the longer he stares at you

“I know”

“You don’t have to say it back, we aren’t even together yet and you know today was amazing but we still have a lot to learn about each other and I love you.”

You smirk at him as he rambles, because honestly? Truly? It’s on the tip of your tongue too.

“Eddie’s gonna kill me for this”

“I won’t tell if you won’t” You put out your pinky finger and he smiles, linking his with yours

He drops you off at home around 2 again and he knows Athena is definitely gonna kill him for this. He always brings you home way too late. You make him park down the street from the house so you can climb into his lap and make out with him one more time before going in. It’s a bit messy, he doesn’t bother being proper as he feels you up, his hands sliding up and down your sides and over your ass. It makes you giggle against his lips and nip at them while pulling his hair back.

“So you’ll come over tomorrow, right? Since we stayed out so late today and you’ll sleep over? Just me and you?” He looks so sweet and hopeful as he asks, like a cute little puppy wagging his tail for treats

“That sounds like a perfect plan,�� you tell him just as excitedly and he squeezes you, hugging you dramatically

“I can’t wait to spend the night with you”

#words by rhys #911 x reader #rhys writes #911 fox #911 show #evan buck buckely #evan buckley imagine #evan buckley x reader #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buck x reader #orange blossoms #911 abc #911 fandom #911 fanfic

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immeasurablesaladagere · 1 month

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Hellor!!

I was wondering if you can bless us with some little chase who has ADHD struggling to deal with over/under-stimulation and caregiver house happily helping him true it ?

(Would be really nice if you also include little Cameron and foreman helping as well)

Thanks!!!—💎⚜️✨

Yaaayy little!Chase fic :) Fun fact: the first fanfic I ever wrote and published online was about sensory overload (it's long gone now, lol). Gosh I've improved a lot since then.

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Word Count: 1539

Summery: House is looking after a regressed Chase, Cameron, and Foreman during a playdate when everything starts to become too much for Chase.

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Allison squealed excitedly as she placed a plastic tiara on Foreman’s head. “Eeee! You’re so pretty now!”

Foreman chuckled, humouring her, and straightened it. The little plastic combs meant to keep it in place didn’t work on his bald head, so the crown balanced precariously. “Why am I the princess again?”

“Because someone has to be, and I’m the knight already! Robbie, are you sure you don’t wanna play kingdoms?”

Chase glanced up from his colouring page. He really didn’t. Ally’s games of pretend were fun, and if she had asked an hour ago he would’ve agreed to play even if that meant he had to be a princess, but now everything was just too loud. He wished that she didn’t want to play at all, but he knew that wasn’t fair for her to have to stop having fun because of him. Besides, Foreman was big-brother today, so he didn’t feel too bad. “I’m sure. I don’t wanna play with you guys, I just wanna colour.”

She huffed. “Fine, but you’re missing out!”

He tried not to listen to them as they began talking loudly about the kingdom they were in and the evil wizard coming to capture the princess, pressing one hand against his ear while he used the other to shade in the octopus he was colouring. He wished that Ally liked quieter games. But it wasn’t just Ally and Foreman; everything was too noisy, and it was making him upset. He could hear the air conditioner, and the fridge rattling as House moved around in the kitchen to make them an afternoon snack, and the terrible sound of his crayons scratching against the paper, which made his teeth hurt.

“Okay kiddies, come and get it!” House announced, presenting a big plate of snacks and three drinks; two sippy cups of orange juice for Chase and Ally, and a big-kid cup of apple juice for Foreman.

“Yay, snacks!” Ally exclaimed, and grabbed a handful of animal crackers and fruit. Foreman took a few squares of cheese, and Chase took a few grapes and nibbled on them slowly.

The sound of Ally chewing made his skin feel itchy. “Ally, don’t eat with your mouth open.” He scowled, “It’s gross.”

She looked a little hurt at his tone, and Foreman raised his eyebrows. Maybe that was a little too mean. “Okay, sorry…”

He awkwardly went back to his colouring. Thankfully she didn’t seem to be upset for long, and she dragged Foreman back to continue their game after eating most of the animal crackers and strawberries.

“You doing okay there, pipsqueak?” House asked, not loud enough for Foreman or Ally to hear, and Chase nodded.

“Mhm.”

House gave him a strange look, then shrugged and turned to go back to the kitchen. “Alright. Let me know if you guys need anything.”

It got harder and harder to focus on his picture as Ally and Foreman’s game got louder and louder. It was bad enough that even House had to ask them to play a little quieter, and that worked for a little bit, but they just got loud again. Chase’s hands were almost shaking, he was so frustrated. Every time Ally shrieked or laughed it made his ears hurt and his skin crawl, and he had already snapped two crayons by accident because he was pressing too hard on the paper. He wanted to shout at them for being so loud, to throw his crayons and rip up the paper, but he knew that only naughty kids did that. He wasn’t going to be naughty, he told himself, he wasn’t going to be—

Ally gasped, and suddenly his shirt and lap were drenched in something cold and wet. Her eyes were wide, toy sword outstretched mid-swing, and Foreman’s cup of apple juice was knocked over, spilling all over him, his picture, and the table. At first he just sat there, too stunned to react, and then he felt his wet clothes shift against his skin. He snapped.

“ALLY!” He yelled. His picture was ruined, his clothes were covered in juice, and when it dried he was going to be all sticky and disgusting, and everything felt awful and he wanted it off, he wanted everything to be quiet.

“Robbie, I—“ Ally tried to reach out towards him and he smacked her hand away.

“Get away from me!” Everything felt sharp. He couldn’t decide between pressing his hands to his ears and never taking them off and trying to get the feeling of wet fabric away from him. He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a muffled scream through his teeth. Get off, get off, go away, he wanted everything to go away.

An unsteady set of footsteps approached him, which meant House was there. He clamped his hands over his ears. No, please go away. No more people, no more.

“What’s wrong with him?” Ally asked nervously.

“Robbie.” House was talking very softly. “Take a deep breath.”

He sucked in a breath and forced it out, cringing as his damp shirt moved against him.

“Good. Another one.”

The next try was slower, and after a few more, the buzzing under his skin began to go away. It was still there, but he didn’t feel like screaming anymore. He slowly opened his eyes to see House half-knelt in front of him and Ally and Foreman watching anxiously over his shoulder.

“There you go. Allison, get Robbie’s change of clothes from his bag and Foreman, can you get me my headphones? They’re on the kitchen table.” They both nodded and rushed off, and House stood up. “You, come with me.”

He slowly waddled after House to the bathroom, where House handed him a washcloth. “Cover that in warm water, take your clothes off and wash yourself off so you won’t be sticky, and then you can change into your other clothes.” He instructed quietly, “…Do you need any help?”

Chase’s cheeks burned. “No.”

Ally and Foreman came up and handed over the clothes and headphones, and House sent them back to the living room. He put everything down on the bathroom counter and pointed to the headphones. “Those will make everything less loud. Don’t let them get wet, Papa House needs them back.”

He nodded, and was left to his own devices. He shedded his soaked shirt and shorts and began wiping off the juice. The more he started to calm down, the more shame he felt. He’d been naughty. He’d just thrown a wobbly because Ally spilled juice on him, and she didn’t even do it on purpose. He changed into his old adult clothes and then hesitantly slid the headphones over his ears.

The background noises went away. There was no more talking, no more fan, no more apartment sounds, and the knot in his chest began to unwind. He took a big, deep breath, and left the bathroom.

When he came into the living room, House was on the couch and Foreman was reading a picture book to Ally on the floor, their dress-up toys put away in the bin.

“Is that better?” House asked. He sounded funny with the headphones, like he was underwater. Chase nodded. “Good. We’re going to have quiet time for a bit, you can put your wet clothes in here.” He handed him a plastic grocery bag.

He put the clothes in the bag and dropped them by the door, then wandered over to the toy bin. He didn’t really feel like playing or reading; he wanted something to cuddle. He carefully sifted through it until he found the big stuffed bear, Teddy, at the bottom. Who left Teddy down there? He was probably really lonely all by himself. He pulled Teddy out and was about to go sit on the couch when he made eye contact with Ally. He quickly looked away.

“M’sorry for yelling at you…”

“I’m sorry for spilling the juice on you an’ being loud,” She said earnestly, “I didn’ know you weren’t feeling good.”

He shrugged bashfully. “S’okay.”

With apologies said and all right with the world again, Chase climbed onto the couch and curled up, hugging Teddy close to his chest. Teddy was soft, and he was tired. He tucked his face against Teddy’s fur, and he felt light and very, very small.

“House? I think Robbie’s really little.” Foreman said, pointing.

House smirked. “I think you might be right. Can I get a number?” He asked.

He had to think about it for a second before lazily holding up three fingers.

Ally cooed. “Awe, he’s just a baby!” She exclaimed, then her eyes went a little wide. “Sorry, I mean awe, he’s just a baby.” She whispered.

“You’re right, he is, and I think it’s time for the baby to take a nap.” House said, turning to grab the blanket thrown over the back of the couch and draping it over him.

Foreman got up and walked over to Chase’s bag, digging through it until he pulled out a yellow pacifier. He came back and held it up to him. “Do you want this?”

Chase easily accepted it and snuggled back up against Teddy, eyes slipping closed.

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“…Can we play kingdoms again if we’re really, really quiet?”

#sfw age regression #sfw agere #agere blog #age regression #fandom agere #house md #house md agere #fanfic #gregory house #robert chase #allison cameron #eric foreman

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juniperss · 2 months

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Howdy! I don't know if you're still taking headcannon ideas (if not feel free to ignore this) BUT if you are could you do some headcannons of the outsiders boys with a partner that's a really picky eater?

picky eaters unite!! i am still taking requests, so thank you for sending one in!

tw/cw: discussions about food, food insecurity gender neutral reader

The Gang with a Picky Eater Headcanons

Darry:

My initial reaction was to say that I think a picky eater would bother him but then I thought about it and that doesn’t make any sense. He’s literally the oldest of 3 brothers, one of which canonically eats eggs with grape jelly and washes it down with chocolate milk. Strange relationships with certain foods or a picky eater isn’t going to phase him one bit.

All that to say that Darry doesn’t mind and is probably one of the most accommodating out of the group when it comes to helping you find meals that you like. He makes sure to have a few items/snacks in the fridge for you and scolds any of the guys if they think about eating them. That’s for his partner, not his little brothers.

Has and will smack anyone upside the head if they make comments about you being a picky eater. He doesn’t want it to bother you and keeps an eye out to make sure the teasing doesn’t get too out of hand.

In the book Darry is constantly making sure his brothers are eating enough and now that you two are dating that behavior extends to you.

Sodapop:

This is the boy who eats eggs with grape jelly, he has no room to talk about picky eaters when he eats the way he does! Not that he would anyway. He doesn’t mind that you’re a picky eater and will gladly make sure that you find something that you like to eat when you two are together.

He’s really good at remembering what you do and don’t like and I chalk that up to him being such a romantic and caring individual. I don’t subscribe to the idea that Sodapop is dumb even if that’s what he claims, because not doing well in school doesn’t mean you’re not smart. He has a good memory when he wants to apply it and you’re worth it to him.

Might tease you a bit about certain foods you like over others but it’s always gentle teasing and you have plenty of ammunition to use against him regarding his own eating habits. The difference between his teasing and others picking on you is that it’s very obvious that he finds everything about you endearing and that includes you being a picky eater.

Also keeps snacks in the fridge for you ^_^ But he does eat them so the chances of them being in stock when you visit is 50/50

Two Bit:

Okay he will tease you about being a picky eater, I’m sorry. It’s just in his nature to poke fun at other people’s quirks. But unlike Dallas (we’ll get to him in a moment) he’ll stop if he finds out it bothers you or if you’re not in the mood for it.

He will eat anything that he can get his hands on so he doesn’t understand being picky about food. He’s basically Kirby and would inhale a car if it tasted good.

Definitely eats off your plate regardless if it’s something you want or not. The King of getting rid of the side dishes you don’t want so that you don’t feel embarrassed about leaving it there (is that just something I worry about?).

He does worry about you getting enough to eat. He may be a loud mouth with a lot to say but Two Bit Matthews is very caring and he loves his partner.

He’s also an older brother so I wouldn’t be surprised if he has snacks in his car that he pulls out for you to have if he feels you haven’t eaten enough. DEFINITELY swipes stuff from the store too. What can I say, he’s a romantic in his own way

Dally:

Dally, Dally, Dally…..look friends….Dallas Winston is an ass to everyone and that includes you. I know we all love him but I can’t erase the fact that he’s mean! Now I can see him being softer, more gentle with his partner but that doesn’t make you immune to his teasing and snark and I’m assuming that if you’re dating him that you’re either patient enough to work with him on that or you can dish it back at him

He teases you relentlessly about being picky because he can’t fathom turning down any food ever. This stems from the obvious fact that Dally has experienced food insecurity. There’s never a guaranteed meal once in his life. Until he started hanging out with the Curtis Gang. He eats every meal as if it’s his last. He simply can’t wrap his head around you not eating food put in front of you.

Similarly to Two Bit, Dallas will eat off your plate at any time. But unlike Two Bit it’s not necessarily out of a desire to help you out. He’s just hungry and doesn’t like to waste food.

Over time he starts to understand that you’re not being picky just for the sake of being picky. That it’s actually something that you struggle with and (if you’re like me) wish you could change. Knowing this probably curbs some of the teasing or slight resentment on his end.

When he takes you out for food he makes sure to find a place that he knows you like. On the rare occasions you can’t find something you prefer, he’ll help scavenge together enough from other meals that result in something that will fill you up.

He still gives you a hard time, but at least you can see a good natured glint in his eyes about it

#the outsiders #the outsiders x reader #my writings #darry curtis #darry curtis x reader #two bit matthews #two bit x reader #two bit #dally winston #dally winston x reader #sodapop curtis #sodapop curtis x reader

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twisted-wonderland-shenanigans · 2 years

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i love your monster au so much!!

pls consider the twst charas reacting to yuu cracking their joints and being like

"did you... just break your bones.....?" or "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU OKAY??????"

or or them reacting to yuu telling them how dangerous human bites are like,,,

"did u know human bites are the second most dangerous animal bite?? (after mosquitos!) because of the amount of bacteria they carry? yeah lol sometimes ppl who get bitten (mostly by children) have to get that limb AMPUTATED bc of infection :))"

"what........ the. fuck???"

these have probably been mentioned before, but i'd love to see you elaborate or share your thoughts on them! it's not a request, but you can write something about it if you want to! :) <3

Technically the human bite one was touched up on in this ask here, but as for the other one...

It’s amazing how—despite the fact that cracking joints is healthy for us when we’re out of sorts—there are so many people who are shocked or recoil when they hear someone seemingly crack and pop every single joint in our body. XD

Humans are weird even to themselves, let alone to monsters who know next to nothing about us hoomans. :V So let’s take an extra crinkly Yuu and toss them in amongst these monsters, shall we?

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It was another normal day at NRC, the sunlight streaming in through the clean windows of the freshly renovated Ramshackle Dorm. Stirred from their slumber, Yuu slowly sat up—minding Grim as the chimera continued snoozing beside them—and yawned. Despite the bed being comfortable, they still woke up stiff and tense. Without a second thought, they put a hand to their chin and—

K-r-r-ack!!

“Mrah!?” Grim yowled as he jumped, staring at Yuu in horror as they repeated the process on the other side and earned more pops and cracks. “What the heck was that?! Are you okay!?”

“Mornin’ Grim,” Yuu greeted, stifling a yawn before twisting their back—earning a multitude of creaks and pops. “Just slept a little funny last night and woke up stiff, so I’m getting the kinks out.”

Kk-krk-krk-pop!

“Okay, I’m ready!” Hopping out of bed, they started getting ready and asked, “So what do you want for breakfast today?”

“…I think I lost my appetite,” Grim uttered.

“Okay, breakfast sandwich to go it is, then.”

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Krk-kk-k-kh!

“Gah! Yuu, what the hell?!”

“Are you okay?!”

“Human! Are you injured?!”

“Wot the hell?!”

“Urk!?”

“Can’t the Great Grim eat his breakfast sandwich in peace?!”

“Sorry guys! I just woke up really stiff this morning and needed to stretch.”

Ace looked at them in horror as he said, “Are you kidding me? Everyone thought you broke your arms and legs with all that cracking you did at PE this morning! How can you still be making more noise?”

“What? I was just loosening up a few joints with some stretches so I could keep up with everyone!”

“Coach doesn’t even chase you as hard as he chases us around the track, yet you’re the one who sounds like a crumpled soda can,” Epel commented warily.

“Is this normal for humans?” Deuce asked in concern, forelegs shuffling nervously as they made their way towards their next class. “It sounded like it really hurt…do you need to see the nurse?”

Yuu shrugged and said, “No, I’m fine, really. It only really hurts if you try to force it and don’t let the muscles relax first. Back home, we have people called ‘chiropractors’ who do the cracking for us when we’re in too much pain to move a certain way. Don’t your joints crack and pop too?”

“Well yeah, whenever we stretch it can happen sometimes,” Ace answered. “But if it’s constant clicking like what you’ve been doing, it usually means that something is wrong like an injury or something.”

“Oh.”

“In canine monsters, it usually means that there’s a torn ligament or it’s bone rubbing against bone,” Jack explained. “My father experienced that once before, and it took him a while to heal after he got the problem fixed.”

“Oh wow…sorry, I didn’t mean to make you guys worry so much,” Yuu said, thinking back to the grape incident as they entered the classroom together. “I’ll try not to do it as often, okay?”

“If you have to do it, then don’t do it before or after I eat!” Grim said.

“You’re still eating the breakfast sandwich I made even though you complained about losing your appetite this morning.”

“As if the Great Grim would ever let good food go to waste…”

Class began as normal, Yuu listening to Professor Crewel as he instructed them on what was on the agenda for the day as the homework assignment was collected. For the most part it wasn’t bad, but today Yuu was feeling more tired than usual after the workout from this morning. As they sat at their desk, they shifted a little uncomfortably. There was some tightness in their upper back, and no amount of shoulder rolls or slight stretching could ease the pressure.

Out of the corner of their eye they saw one of their monster classmates begin to stretch, stretching his arms over his head as he yawned before settling back in his seat. Maybe that was the kind of stretch they needed to do…worth a shot anyway!

Raising their arms and interlocking their fingers, Yuu straightened their back and curved as their arms bent back—

CR-AK-KK-K-KH!!!

The whole classroom fell silent, multiple pairs of eyes turning to face Yuu as they sat frozen in their seat with arms still stretched over them. Even Yuu was stunned by the sheer volume of the cracks that escaped their back, faintly making out their friend’s expressions as they stared in open mouthed disbelief and horror. That was the loudest crack they’d ever heard their body make! At this point Yuu was afraid to move, looking like some comically stretched out statue.

Before anyone could ask if they were okay, Yuu asked, “…am I dead?”

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Despite the sheer amount of panic and concern the class had over their wellbeing, Yuu was given the all clear by the medical researchers after a quick x-ray revealed that they had not—in fact—broken any bones. It was during a discussion with the researchers that it was discovered that chiropractors were in fact a thing in Twisted Wonderland. But given the fact that most monsters don’t use it as often as other medical practices such as acupuncture, it’s become a rare practice that very few still teach.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland monster au #twst monster au

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modelbus · 1 month

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TAKE TWO ON A SHORT REQUEST. (I have no clue how long this will be as I’m writing it.)

Ranboo x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

AU: Apocalypse

Word: Perception

SPOILERS BELOW, SKIP PAST THE REST OF THE REQUEST, POTENTIAL READERS!!!

OKAY so,

Y/N was visiting her best friend Ranboo, when the internet started blowing up with speculations of a ‘zombie apocalypse’. A growing number of ‘strange incidents’ near the center of the UK seemingly being the cause. Basically the incidents are entire towns going nuts and trying to kill EVERYTHING. Plant? KILL IT. Animal? KILL IT. Person..? Spread the disease.

The disease transmits through infected wounds, if you bleed in a highly contaminated area, bleed from being bitten or scratched by a diseased, something contaminated comes into contact with an open wound, things like that. If it gets in your blood stream you’re fucked basically. Some reason you can eat contaminated food.. as long as its not like, been bleed or drooled on by a diseased.

The incidents keep spreading and a few days later all planes coming in and out of the entire UK aren’t anymore. (NO MORE PLANES FOR YOU.) The disease also prolongs ‘life’ meaning the diseased can survive more than strugglers. blood loss isn’t a problem for the diseased, the only way to kill them is substantial damage to the brain or heart. (They can lose their fucking stomachs and be chill abt it.)

On average the disease spreads slowly for the first few days but becomes more de-habilitating as it progresses and by day 5 you can’t walk or anything around day 7 its incurable as it takes control of the brain, beginning to move again. (Its assumed consciousness is lost by the time they can stand, as they no seem to understand any languages, despite being physically able to speak in most cases.)

The internet is fine as its just in the UK, but staying in one place is dangerous as some of the diseased seem to have common sense. (Opening doors, using weapons, breaking down doors ect.) there are a very small amount of guns because its the uk, so most groups don’t have any.) Also just for shits and giggles, make the cure some random thing that makes no sense. (Example: Apples, pinecones, applying grape juice to the infected wound.)

Because of the smarter diseased, the two don’t stay in one place for so long, rotating between their four ‘bases’.. which are just Ran’s house, a small abandoned store they reinforced, a campsite in the woods and a store (like a costco if you know what that is) housing a larger group of survivors. (Ran and Y/N don’t have guns but the bigger group has like two and a small amount of ammo cuz one guy had a license for something, don’t ask me, he’s nice but kinda suspicious.)

ANYWAY. FUCK. THAT WAS ALL JUST WORLD BUILDING..

I was thinking a brief look at each base and then the main idea. for the main idea, while travelling from the group of strugglers to Ran’s house (their favourite base they would probably stay at all the time if they weren’t paranoid af), they hear something.

its a struggler, seemingly very hurt judging by the tone of voice, frequency of voice cracks and the gravelly sound of MAJOR overuse. Surprisingly the voice is familiar, the group had mentioned the person it belongs to not returning from a recent scouting session, the person they were with saying the got split up and couldn’t find the other.

Y/N and Ranboo quickly stop complaining to each other about the long (like half a day) travel, at the sound of slurred screams for help. However once they reach the sound, slowing to a halt, they don’t find the missing struggler.. not really.

ran and y/n be like; wait why are they just standing facing away from us there and not like on the ground or something.. and why do their eyes look so unfocused.. and why aren’t they saying anything other than ‘help’ ‘please’ or ‘help me’.. OH SHIT WHY THEY LOOK LIKE THAT, THEIR FACE IS ALL BLANK AND I CAN SEE THEIR FUCKIN RIBS.

They then basically have to get tf out of there as this super smart diseased chases them and isn’t dumb or anything. (Bonus if the diseased was me and had the first name star middle name Star and last name Moon teehee)

OKAY SO I FAILED BIG TIME, MOST OF THAT WAS WORLD BUILDING BUT STILL, ITS BEEN ALMOST 2 FUCKIN HOURS I WAS SUPPOSED TO SLEEP RIGHT AFTER THIS AND IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT.

ALSO ITS NOT EVEN MY ANGSTY ASSES FIRST IDEA.. In the first idea we were never there ran was just imagining us as a survival mechanism to motivate him to keep pushing, but then I was like oh wait thats a wee bit too dark-

NEXT TIME I SWEAR TO THE SUN IT WILL ONLY BE THE THREE WORDS. (And me celebrating that its so short-)

-✨🌌🌙 NOT Anon

I’ve learned to stop trusting you when you say “short”… this was SO hard to write for no reason 😭 I’m so sorry. This is so long it broke my tumblr too so…

Pairing: Cc!Ranboo x Fem!Reader

Apocalypse AU - Perception

You swore it happened overnight. Logically, you know that couldn’t have been true, but still. It felt like it. One day you were streaming, excited to be visiting Ranboo, and the next you were hiding in his house with a stockpile of kitchen knives.

Zombies.

Well, that’s not the official name for it. The official name was some type of disease, a scientist’s attempts at a cure for some virus gone wrong. According to the news, they thought their cure worked at first. Then their patient started biting people.

The world exploded.

Mostly the UK, as other countries were quick to shut down their borders, but the internet saw the chaos and ran with it. People started posting “survival guides” as jokes, but as the death toll rose the jokes slowed.

It wasn’t the so-called infected that were dying, though. No, those creatures live forever, even without 80% of their limbs. It was humans killing themselves (so they wouldn’t turn into an infected) or killing the infected to survive. Murder, maybe, but it wasn’t like anyone was going to jail.

Really, how can any government enforce laws during an apocalypse?

As most people said: shit hit the fan. Quick.

You and Ranboo got your shit together quick. Was it a bad thing he had anxiety through the roof? Yes. Was it extremely helpful during a fucking apocalypse? Hell yes.

The only good thing was that the infection only spread through open wounds. As long as you didn’t let a wound get contaminated, you were fine. The bad news? The infected practically wanted to maul you to create an open wound to infect.

Because of how quickly the infected could learn and adapt, you and Ranboo took to staying hidden. Mostly in his house, as it was huge and the most comfortable, but also in a few other places. It’s always better to be on the move, never letting the infected have a chance to sneak up on you.

“Ready to move to the store?” Ranboo asks, watching you kick dirt over the campfire the two of you had last night.

You had spent the night at your least favorite hideout: an old campground. There were fences that you and Ranboo had made certain were repaired, but sleeping in a tent in the outdoors wasn’t ideal.

Hence why the two of you only stayed there for one night at a time.

“Never been more ready.” You answer, glaring at the offending tent.

You shift the bag on your shoulders around, following Ranboo as he leads the two of you out of there.

The next base isn’t too far, it’s just a small convenience store that’s a day’s walk. All of your bases are in a circle formation so you can make a full loop back around. Also, so you don’t have to be walking for more than a day.

Neither one of you wants to be roaming at night.

“I vote that we have anything but beans for dinner.” You suggest, hurrying your pace to keep up with Ranboo’s long legs. If you have beans again, you’ll vomit.

“Soup?” He offers. “We’re running low.”

“Maybe we can skip dinner tonight and meet up with the big group a day early.” It’s not smart to break from your pattern, you know, but you’re dying here. Besides, the big group of survivors at the third base always had good food. They took shelter in a Costco, meaning they had all the food they needed right where they were living.

He gives a worried look, hesitating. “Should we break from routine? The routine has kept us, like, alive.”

“But what if the infected are catching onto the routine?” You counter, stepping over a rotted log.

“What if going early disrupts the balance of the world?” When you look at him, he’s grinning.

Of course, that’s right when a branch snaps out in the forest. Both of you halt, with you crouching down to grab a long and pointy stick. You’ll use it like a stake if you have to.

Nothing pops out after a few tense moments of silence, but both of you know better than to talk. If there’s even a chance an infected could hear you…

“We can skip dinner.” Ranboo whispers to you.

The rest of the walk is done in silence.

When you arrive at the convenience store, the two of you split up. You check for infected, poking around in every single dark corner. He gets the job of shoving empty metal shelves in front of the doors, just like you always do.

The infected might be strong enough to get past them, but the noise of it will at least wake you and Ranboo up. And, speaking of sleep, you can’t wait to crash on the pile of blankets in the store’s tiny bathroom.

When you two had originally found the store, you both deemed that the bathroom was the safest place to be. As such, it became the “bedroom” too. Not in the stalls, of course, and only in bathroom, so the toilets could still be used.

You head past the portable stovetop, shining your flashlight through the storage room. No food tonight, so you didn’t need to worry about heating it up.

You make your way through the empty shelves, double-checking the total lack of infected. Beneath your shoes, the linoleum is covered in dirt and mud.

“Coast is clear.” You announce.

“Door is barricaded.” Ranboo calls back, wiping his hands after drawing a smiley face in the dust. You can’t help but laugh at the sight. “Let’s get to bed early.” He adds on.

“Smart thinking. More energy from sleeping.” You nod. Thank God you had him, otherwise you would’ve been dead a long time ago.

Like the campsite, the two of you never stayed long at this store. It just felt sketchy. Like the infected would pop out of thin air.

There and then not, that’s the best way to survive. Eventually, some country will figure out a curse, and this will all be a crazy thing to put in history textbooks. Until then, you’re stuck migrating from Ranboo’s house, to a campsite, to a little store, to a Costco, and back to Ranboo’s house.

Anything to survive, right?

By the time you and Ranboo make it to the Costco with the larger group of people, your stomach is growling loudly. You wonder what they’re making. Chicken? Mashed potatoes? Oh, what you wouldn’t give for those little meatball things.

The red Costco sign is still bright above the main entrance, and you glare at it as you walk past. How dare it be so normal? How dare it remain the same, even when everything about your world has been turned upside down?

He leads the way to the back entrance, pausing with his fist raised. There’s a secret knocking code to get in, one that changes every few weeks.

“You remember it, right?” Ranboo asks you nervously, eyes flicking between the door and you.

Oh fuck. All you can do is stare blankly at him.

“Oh. Oh okay. Guess we can’t get in today, that’s fine, that’s really—“ he starts, lowering his hand with the same expression.

“Three knocks!” You blurt out. You knew it was in you somewhere!

He relaxes, nodding. “Three knocks.”

You step up, knocking for him. After a few seconds, the door swings wide open, revealing a woman with ripped jeans, a baggy shirt, red hair, and a bat.

“Oh, it’s you two.” She sighs. “In.”

Ranboo and you glance at each other before you step in. Normally they’re happy to see you’re both still alive, but maybe it’s just been a long day.

“Hungry? We’ve got burgers, made a few extra just in case.”

“Fuck ye—“ you start, only for Ranboo to elbow you.

“Yes please.” He says politely.

Screw him, there’s no time to be polite in the apocalypse.

The woman leads you to the food court, where everyone is gathered. You can already see a few people you remember the names of, including Sketchy Sam. Sketchy Sam wasn’t his actual name of course—it was just Sam—but it seemed to fit the man. He’s the one who supplied weapons to the group back in the beginning. And although he’s always seemed nice, you just can’t trust him.

Never trust a man with random weapons, that’s your motto.

“Is it just me, or do they see disappointed to see us?” You whisper to Ranboo. He nods slightly, leaning down.

“Oh yeah.” He agrees quietly.

The two of you grab some food and refill your water bottles quickly. There’s something tense in the air, like everyone is on edge. But you can’t figure out anything wrong.

“Hey.” You greet Sketchy Sam, sitting down across from him. Ranboo gives you a panicked look, but reluctantly sits too.

Listen, you don’t want to engage with Sketchy Sam, but he’s the most likely to know what’s going on. And he’ll be willing to tell you. For as odd as he is, he’s friendly too.

Sketchy Sam jerks his head upwards in a greeting.

“Is everything okay?” Very tactful question. Not too pointed, not too—

“We were hoping you’d be Star.” Another woman jumps in. She pops a chip into her mouth, crunching loudly. “They went out on a scouting mission, then vanished.”

“Vanished?” Ranboo repeats urgently. “Where?”

“Fuck knows. Thats what vanished means.” The woman rolls her eyes. “We haven’t heard from ‘em.”

“I’m sure they’re around somewhere.” You quickly say. “I mean, they’re smart, right? Everyone in this group is.”

“Won’t last without a weapon.” Sketchy Sam grunts.

“Star is smart, Sam. They’ll be fine out there, they’re just making their way back.” The woman insists, turning away from Sam to appeal to you. “They’re a good survivalist. Smart. No infected would get them, and everyone knows it. They’ll be back soon enough.”

You didn’t have the most hope, but you weren’t going to voice that. For all you knew, this woman was friends with the Star person. And maybe they actually are just fine.

Ranboo seems to have the same thoughts, because he knocks his knee against yours in a silent request for you to not say anything. Sometimes people need to cling onto their hopes.

“Right.” Ranboo nods at the woman. “And we can look for them too, when we’re traveling.”

She smiles—practically beams—back. “That’d be great. Our scouts keep looking, but you two go much farther than them. You’ll find them.”

Christ. Lying to this woman and saying you’ll look for her probably-dead-or-infected friend seems low, even for you. So instead, you stuff your face with food, changing the subject to the weather.

Leaving the Costco is the worst. It’s like departing from a utopia, just to be stuck trekking through the real world again. And it took forever to walk back to Ranboo’s house.

The two of you had stayed a few days with the others, but left right on schedule, per usual. Their missing person still hadn’t shown up though, which only served to convince you they were definitely dead.

“We should get electric scooters.” You tell Ranboo. “I bet we’d get places so much faster.”

“Where would we get one of those?” He asks, and you can practically feel the eye roll.

“Don’t know, but we should. It’s so hot and this walk takes forever.”

“What if we started running?”

“Does it look like I’ve got lanky ass legs?”

“My legs are not that—“

The two of you are cut off by a piercing shriek. You suppose it depends on your perspective, but that definitely sounded human.

“Help!” Someone shouts, and you tense. “Help me!”

“Is that a survivor?” Ranboo asks. “Are they alright?”

“Do they sound alright?” You don’t wait for an answer, instead sprinting toward the voice.

“I need help! Someone save me!”

Their voice cracks, and you wince at the sound. They sound like they’ve been dehydrated for days, or maybe they’ve been screaming for days.

Could this be Star? From the group?

“Help! Somebody! I need you!” They call out.

You crash through some bushes into a clearing, Ranboo hot on your heels. He practically trips over you when you stop abruptly.

There, across from you, you can see a person. They’re hunched over, arms hanging oddly. For a second, nobody moves.

“Uh, hey, we’re here to help?” Ranboo says, confused. “You good?”

“Please…” They whisper, turning slowly.

The air in your lungs freeze.

The person—the infected—has glazed over eyes, practically white. Their jaw hangs open: what’s left of it at least. And their stomach is ripped open, pearly white ribs shining in the daylight as you spot long trails of intestines wrapped around them.

Star was infected.

Star was infected, and you just ran right into them.

“Go! Go!” Ranboo shouts, grabbing your arm and pulling you along with him.

You can hear Star running after the two of you, making low groaning noises. “Need help… help…” they groan.

It was a trap. You got fucking baited.

From your perspective, it had only seemed like someone who needed help. You should’ve known not to trust something like that in the apocalypse though.

“We’re close to home.” Ranboo calls to you, ducking under a branch.

You push him toward a bush, hoping that the infected will get caught in it. It’ll take longer, but it’ll be worth it.

Except, when you emerge from the other side, the infected is staggering toward you from the side. It went around the bush. It knew to go around the bush.

What the fuck were you up against?

They—it?—grabs your arm, and you scream in surprise. When you try to tug yourself away, its grip doesn’t budge.

Ranboo grabs a branch, swinging it into the infected’s face and sending it staggering back. The second it’s stunned, he’s back to dragging you while running.

You can see the house through the trees, tall and safe.

“Stop. Need help!” The infected screams at you, making your ears ring from the sheer volume.

Ranboo bursts into the backyard, heading for the ladder leaned against the side of the house. That’s your way in, because the infected typically don’t have enough limbs to climb. Or the coordination.

“You first.” He orders, and you don’t waste time by arguing. Besides, you have the shorter legs so you’ll take up less space on the ladder.

Quickly, you scale the ladder, fumbling with the window latch. Your hands are slick with sweat, and you fumble with it once. Twice.

On the third try, it pops open, and you throw yourself in headfirst. Not wasting time to scramble to your feet, you turn to grab Ranboo’s hand and haul him in.

But after a moment, it doesn’t appear.

You lean out the window, fingers gripping the windowsill tightly as you look down.

He’s nowhere in sight.

#dsmp #mcyt #mcyt imagine #ranboo #ranboo x reader #ranboo mcyt #ranboo imagine #ranboolive #dsmp ranboo #ranboo x you

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nabibeans · 5 months

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The stars align: Matz; Prededubt

•this story is set before Ateez’s official debut. The story of Matz and how they fell in love.

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They were filming another video for their debut when Seonghwa realized he might be royally fucked; well to be honest, Jongho and Wooyoung had helped him realize he might be fucked. It was one of their filming days as KQ Fellaz; and they’d just been allowed their lunch break when Hongjoong shyly approached him with soft eyes and a warm smile, “Seonghwa-hyung, wanna have lunch with me?” Seonghwa in a sense of panic had blurted out a “no!” Before he could even register what he was saying. Though he didn’t miss the audible gasp and the crack in Hongjoong’s voice when he responded a soft, “okay, I’ll have lunch with someone else.” As he quickly turned around and walked away. Wooyoung; who had been eves dropping came up to him looking worried, “what the hell was that Seonghwa?” He asked sternly.

Seonghwa sighed running his fingers through his hair, “I don’t know!? I panicked!” Jongho had also joined the conversation at some point and added in , “hyung looked like he was going to cry.” Seonghwa felt awful of course, he hadn’t meant to say no. In fact; he’d actually really wanted to have lunch with Hongjoong, his brain just seemed to short circuit and force out an answer. “You panicked why your friend asked you to eat with them?” Wooyoung arched a brow, looking just as confused as Jongho beside him. “I guess? I dunno, he just looked so cute and I panicked.” Jongho laughed at that, clutching his stomach as tears came to his eyes he laughed so hard. “The way you say it…it sounds like you have a crush on Hongjoong-hyung.”

Wooyoung’s eyes went wide at that. “Do you!? Do you like Hongjoongie-hyung!?” Seonghwa shushed them both, the silver brown haired male was only a few feet away conversing with Yeosang and Yunho. “Hey if it makes you feel better, Yeosang and I are talking.” Jongho stated matter of factly, clearly proud he’d staked his claim on the shyest member. “And I might have a crush on San.” Wooyoung added. It didn’t make Seonghwa feel better, “I’m not gay though.” , “don’t have to be gay to like boys. How about this!? Let’s play truth or dare later during free time!” This was going to be a terrible idea, Seonghwa could already feel it. “Fine, just don’t make it awkward.”

Wooyoung had in fact made it awkward, by seating Seonghwa right next to Hongjoong. The smaller male wearing sweatpants and a cropped tank top that read ‘short but sassy’ on the front in English, Seonghwa had decided after staring at the younger’s soft tummy for longer than he should have he’d stare straight ahead. “Okay!! We all know the rules right!? Whoever doesn’t want to do their dare or speak their truth. Has to take a shot of Sour grape juice.” San proudly showed off the bottle, they were all 19 and younger, no way they’d be caught drinking.

“Okay I’ll go first! Sannie, truth or dare.” Wooyoung wiggled his eyebrows playfully. San thought about it for a moment before answering, “dare. I’m no chicken!” , “do the chicken dance in front of the staff.” San’s jaw dropped, yet he did do as he was asked. The members all laughed in unison; though Seonghwa made a mental note that Hongjoong was staying oddly quiet, only letting out muffled giggles into his sleeve. “Are you alright?” Seonghwa asked. Hongjoong shrugged, “a little nauseous. Not feeling good. I’m fine.” Seonghwa nodded, though he kept an eye on their leader. “Okay.”

The game continued; every member doing their dare or speaking the truth, now it was down to the final round, and Wooyoung had an idea. “Hongjoong-ah~ truth or dare.” Hongjoong, who had been fidgeting with his paper cup looked up. “Uhm…truth? I guess.” Wooyoung smiled proudly, before pouring another cup of grape juice just in case. “Have you ever had a girlfriend?” Hongjoong blushed deeply, taking a deep breath he eyed the cup before answering. “No. I’m gay.” Seonghwa choked on his drink beside him, he wasn’t expecting Hongjoong to come out just like that. “Seonghwa hyung don’t choke.” Mingi spoke from beside him as he patted his back. “You’re gay!? So am I!” San spoke up so Hongjoong wouldn’t feel so alone, the other members confirming they were all a part of the lgbt community as well all but…”how about you Seonghwa?” Wooyoung teased playfully.

“I’m not gay.” He stated. Hongjoong made a noise beside him; before jumping up and spilling his cup in the process, “I’m sorry be right back.” He rushed out, hand covering his mouth as he made his way to the bathroom. “I’ll get him.” Yeosang quickly got up to follow after their leader. “Man, never seen someone get physically sick at the idea of straight person.” , “thanks Jongho.”

In the bathroom; Hongjoong fell to his knees in front of the toilet, vomiting up the very little he’d eaten. Hands shaking as anxiety overwhelmed his system, why had this caused such a reaction in him? He’d known Seonghwa wasn’t gay…so why did he still hope? “Hey you okay? Most people don’t normally hurl when they find out their crush is straight.” Hongjoong wiped his mouth, turning to face Yeosang. “I already wasn’t feeling well…that just added the cherry on top of the cake.” Yeosang frowned sitting beside him, “you should at least tell him you like him. Maybe Seonghwa just doesn’t realize he could be gay, or bi at the very least.” Hongjoong shook his head, tears began to line his eyes. “Why? He isn’t gay. He’d never want to go out with me.” Yeosang frowned, rubbing their leaders back. “Let’s get you to bed, I’ll get you a puke bowl from the kitchen just in case.” Hongjoong nodded, flushing the toilet and getting to his feet.

When Yeosang returned later he gave a thumbs up to the rest of the members, “Hongjoong-hyung threw up, he said he already wasn’t feeling well but he’s okay.” Seonghwa sighed in relief though he did feel bad. Why was he feeling bad over upsetting Hongjoong? It wasn’t like he was attracted to him; that soft smile he had when he talked to the members, his pointed nose that brought his small face together, soft brown eyes. What wasn’t there to…”I like Hongjoong!” Seonghwa suddenly blurted out, catching the rest of the members off guard. “You like Hongjoong-hyung? Since when? You’ve shown no interest romantically before.” Mingi asked.

Wooyoung chimed in next, “do you have a crush on him or is he just cute? You gotta think about this before you say anything to him directly hyung. You don’t want him to believe you want to date him when you don’t even know what you feel yet.” The other members nodded in agreement, “Wooyoung is right, take a few weeks to decide what your feelings are before you say anything to him.” Seonghwa sighed, though he did agree. He didn’t want Hongjoong to think something was going to happen if it wasn’t. Not so close to debut; he couldn’t break their leader’s heart when they were so close, though he was sure he already did. “Okay, I’ll think about my feelings.” He agreed. The other members smiling. “You got this hyung.”

•

Seonghwa did NOT have this. He’d done what the other members had suggested; taking time to think about his feelings for his leader, to think about if it was a crush or admiration for the boy. Seonghwa had figured out he did in fact have a crush on Hongjoong. Lately he’d found himself blushing when the small male looked his way, he’d been more inclined to join him for lunch where they’d get so lost in conversation they forgot to eat, Seonghwa’s heart would race when he at the boy’s lips for longer than a few seconds at a time. Wondering what it would be like to kiss them, wondering what flavor his chapstick was, wondering how Hongjoong would taste. These thoughts plagued him day and night; he needed to say something, and he needed to say it now. Just as he was gearing himself up to confess to their captain he was stopped by a staff member, “Seonghwa, your turn for make up.” Damn it.

Hongjoong found himself in a similar situation; blushing whenever Seonghwa would talk to him, kicking his feet like a school girl every time the oldest member posted a photo online, admiring his hyung from a distance. He was ashamed he’d even gotten off to the idea of being sexually active with the woman oldest member; realizing after an intense orgasm that he was in love, in love with Park Seongwha.

Yeosang had told him that he needed to be honest with himself; especially now that he and Jongho had officially began dating, the first couple to do so after Yunho and Mingi confessed they were more than friends. Hongjoong sighed as he slumped down on the couch; waiting for their debut stage to begin, “what if he doesn’t want to date me Sangie!?” , “I’m sure that’s not the case Hyung.” Yeosang piped up from where he laid in Jongho’s lap. “You’re still in your head about this? I swear Wooyoung and San will start dating before you and Seonghwa do.” Jongho agreed with Yeosang.

Hongjoong only huffed; he knew they were right, he needed to be honest with his feelings towards Seonghwa. Speaking of the devil, Seonghwa walked in looking as beautiful as ever. His hair and outfit really pulled together his whole look; making him look elegant despite their pirate concept, Hongjoong’s heart was pounding loudly in his chest now. “Seonghwa hyung you look great!” Wooyoung came in next, hand in hand with San. Jongho didn’t hesitate to send an ‘I told you so’ look in Hongjoong’s direction and the couple walked past. “Thank you, I really like this outfit.” Seonghwa smiled, and Hongjoong’s heart exploded. “It does look good on you.” The leader agreed while blushing, fidgeting with his rings. Seonghwa blushed looking away, mumbling a quick, “thank you.”

This was going to be hell. Getting through a debut stage while his crush looked absolutely stunning. They were almost there; about to officially debut; Hongjoong was beyond nervous as he stood at the front, Yunho behind him offering support. “We can do this hyung, besides it’s only one song. You’ll make it.” Hongjoong smiled at his friend, nodding softly. “Thanks, I needed that. H-Hey Yunho?” , “hmm?” Hongjoong took a deep breath before whispering. “ I’m going to confess to Seonghwa after the stage. Can you distract everyone while I talk to him privately?” Yunho’s eyes went wide, but nonetheless he nodded.

“Yeah sure! You got this hyung.” Man he sure hoped so. A few inches away Seonghwa was chatting with Yeosang and Wooyoung, “I’m going to confess to Hongjoong. He deserves to know how I feel even if nothing comes out of it.” Yeosang smiled happily, agreeing with what his hyung had said. “It’s about time you two figure this shit out.” Wooyoung slapped his friends hand for cursing but agreed. “You’ll make a cute couple. Now come on, let’s debut!” The stage hand signaled it was time for them to go on, the members doing their signature chant before stepping onto the stage.

The debut stage was a success! Everyone exhausted afterwards and changing back into comfortable clothing so they could celebrate with dinner after such a long journey on the road to debut. Hongjoong had announced he was going to use the bathroom before they left; his small bladder had begun to bother him half way through their showcase and he hadn’t gotten the chance to go, his leg bouncing making it far too obvious. “Hurry back.” San teased while he helped Wooyoung clean the makeup off his face. Once Hongjoong was out of earshot Seonghwa began to speak, “okay guys, how should I do it?” He was nervous. Really not wanting to mess things up with Hongjoong. “Just be honest, maybe hold his hand while you tell him so he knows you’re sincere.” Mingi was surprisingly good at giving advice, especially dating advice. “Mingi is right. Just be yourself.” Seonghwa nodded. That’s what he would do; just be honest with himself, that was all he could do.

They’d arrived at the beach; a little treat on behalf of the staff, the city lights casting their glow over the water, even the moon showed its face against the black water. The members were excitedly running around in the sand; all except Hongjoong who leaned against the railing in thought, his hands numb as the gripped the cold metal. He was so proud of how far they’d come, even as KQ Fellaz, it was almost like destiny for them to be together like this. No, it was absolutely destiny. The small leader was so lost in thought he didn’t register someone coming over until a hand settled on his shoulder making him flinch, “ah sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you.” Seonghwa smiled as he joined him at the railing. “Nah it’s okay, I was just thinking.” Hongjoong smiled, inching his hand closer to Seonghwa’s slowly. Inching and inching..until soon they were holding hands; looking over the beach together as the members played, laughs and shrieks filling the air.

“I’m glad they’re having fun. It makes me happy.” Seonghwa stated, his eyes soft as he watched his friends. “Yeah me too.” Hongjoong bit his lip, “hey Seonghwa?” , “yeah? What is it?” The silver haired boy sighed, running a thumb over the back of Seonghwa’s hand. “I uhm…I..I think I uhm…fuck!” He looked away, blushing a deep pink. Seonghwa laughed softly beside him, “it’s okay take your time.” Hongjoong looked back up to him, his eyes shining under the street light. “Seonghwa, I…I love you.”

Seonghwa gasped softly; his eyes going wide before softening, “I….Hongjoong, I love you too.” The pair stared at each other in silence, both too scared to move. Surprisingly, it was Seonghwa who broke the silence, “ah fuck it.” He cupped Hongjoong’s face, pulling him into a kiss. Hongjoong shivered as he accepted the kiss, allowing himself to kiss Seonghwa’s lips in return. After a few seconds of kissing the pair separated, breathing heavily to catch their breath. “Wow…what a kiss…my first kiss.” Hongjoong touched his lips, the tingling sensation making him buzz with excitement.

“It was mine too. Hongjoong, wanna…wanna try being boyfriends?” Hongjoong nodded eagerly, pulling Seonghwa into another kiss. “Yeah! Yeah let’s try this out. I’m excited to see what the future holds.” Seonghwa smiled, rubbing their noses together under the light. “Yeah…me too.”

\\: I’ll admit this isn’t my best work. But I hope you enjoy it anyway!

#ateez matz #seongjoong #ateez #hongjoong #kpop #ateez fanfic #seonghwa

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hello! can i request a soldier x spy fic that spy takes soldier to go on a victory date because they won over the blue team and they go to a Really fancy restaurant and solly get embarrassed that he doesn’t know how to use fancy forks and spoons and spy helps him out, spy not getting frustrated with solly lake of knowledge on all the fancy stuff and in the end enjoying their meal (sorry for being a long request i just NEED more content of them and Thank you very much in advance!!!)

Never be sorry for long requests!! You have no IDEA how much i love these goofballs

Warnings: none!

Rating: General

His collar is itchy. His blazer is sweaty. His shoes are too tight. Soldier gives his tie a gentle tug, hoping to loosen it enough for him to breathe. He looks down to his arm where Spy linked hers. He looks so graceful. Every step in her heels is smooth as if he’s worn them hundreds of times. He probably has actually. The same goes for her dress. A smooth burgundy that hugs her figure down to the knees. Beneath it, a pair of nude stockings sit upon shaved legs.

The waiter guides them to their table. Soldier does his best to squeeze through the sea of tables despite the strange look. The waiter probably doesn’t realize that Soldier is, well, a soldier! He knew taking off his helmet was a bad idea. Even if Spy knows, it’s not enough for Jane. What good are his medals if he never shows them?

“We’ll start with salads.” Even her words are graceful. Soldier looks around, trying to make sense of the whole restaurant. It’s Italian, which explains the strange decorations. It should be American themed with flags and steaks!

“Is everything alright, Jane?” Spy looks up from her menu. His red lipstick shines in the low lighting. How the hell is anyone meant to look at the menu let alone see?

“I am perfectly fine!” A few odd looks. Damnit, too loud. Soldier lowers his head, focused on the menu. Where are the pictures? What the hell is ‘mersalsa’? If anything, he can point to something random and hope for the best. That usually works.

Soldier glances at the glasses of wine poured for them. He grabs the neck with his fist, which makes Spy raise her brow. Okay, maybe just his thumb and index? No, that’s not it. Damnit, how does Spy do it again?

“I’m surprised to see you interested in wine, mon étoile.” Spy can’t count the number of times he watched Soldier guzzle cans of beer. Certainly enough for him to wind up blackout drunk, and naked, in the common room. A traumatic sight for a very unfortunate Scout.

“I like wine. It tastes…good.” He takes a sip, resisting the urge to gag. Damn thing tastes like rotten grapes. How can Spy sip it so easily? Soldier watches her drink and quickly fixes how he holds the wine glass. Its a shock that his big, meaty hand didn’t shatter the thin glass.

Their salads finally arrive. Soldier isn’t sure why it has little red things that look like raisins, but he doesn’t mention it. He unrolls the silverware only to see three forks, four spoons, and two knives. Soldier reaches for the middle fork. No, wait, the one on the left. The biggest fork has to be for the main course, right? So its the tiny one, or is that the dessert fork?

As Spy bites into her cranberry salad, he notices the turmoil Soldier is in. His hand hovers over the forks, and the spoons for a brief minute, struggling to pick the one for salads. Her hand lays atop his, guiding him to the middle one.

“That one, dearest.” Soldier thanks her and finally begins eating. He tries to shovel massive clumps of lettuce into his mouth, but Spy clears her throat. He takes the smaller knife, demonstrating how to cut into their starter before taking a bite.

Soldier wants to beat the crap out of whoever made so many different types of utensils. He gives a grumble, trying to cut the lettuce without shaking the table. He’s not trying to be so brutish, but its all he knows! How can Spy do this with every meal? They should just get rid of forks and only use hands like nature intended!

“Jane, I don’t mind if you don’t know which one to use.” Their empty plates are set aside. Soldier tries to relax, but his shirt is one slouch away from bursting open. He grabs one of the rolls from the basket, ripping it in half only to groan. He’s supposed to use a knife! Is he even allowed to pick it up with a bare hand?

“I wanted to impress you. I know you like fancy men, but I learned my manners in the trenches.” Meaning Soldier would roll around in abandoned war zones and pray he didn’t step on a landmine. Would be fun now since he has respawn, but not so much as a 10 year old digging for free memorabilia.

“I’m not dating you for your manners. I’m dating you because I love you.” Spy reaches over, cupping his face affectionately. The two share a kiss, and Spy does the unthinkable. He takes a dinner roll and rips it in half like a barbaric animal. Soldier laughs, raising one of his halves like a glass and clinking it against Spy’s.

While not a perfect man, nor one with refined taste in any way, Soldier is a good lover. Spy doesn’t mind his improper ways of eating or the amount of sauce that managed to stain his mouth. She loves Soldier, flaws and all. Even if they get a few side eyes during dinner. He can always stab anyone that gives them trouble.

Need me a girl like Spy -H

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 requests #tf2 spy #tf2 soldier #freedom fries #soldierspy

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yumizcorner · 2 years

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Innocent ~

Hwang Hyunjin x Reader

Y/n and Hyunjin we‘re on their way home from a long tiring day. They went to ikea and other stores like that to find some fancy furniture for their new flat. They moved into an apartment together just a few weeks ago so everything was pretty new. They already had the most they needed and the only stuff that was missing was some decor and some pillows for the couch.

Somehow y/n felt herself getting pretty turned on by the way Hyunjin acted lately. He was pretty stressed and exhausted from the day wich meant that he talked to her in a harsh way sometimes and acted pretty mean. Y/n couldn’t explain herself why but in fact she could even feel herself getting a little wet. As soon as they arrived their apartment y/n started to kiss Hyunjin in a needy way. After a few minutes her boyfriend understood her acting and stopped kissing her. „Why are you like that huh?“ y/n tried to send signs that she was needy but Hyunjin didn’t seem to get the hints so she sighed,finally telling him what was wrong. „I’m horny Jinnie and I need you baby,please“ she said a little whiny. They actually rarely had sex because Hyunjin always thought y/n was innocent. Innocent and cute even tho he knew that she was the completely opposite of it. Sometimes he was even scared to go too rough on her,afraid to break her. „Baby let’s do that tomorrow or some other day okay? I’m gonna take a shower now.“ y/n stopped him from walking towards the bathroom as she grapes his wrist. „Take me with you.“ she said smiling. „You know I don’t like that.“ he said and closed the bathroom door. And some point y/n even believed that he didn’t find her attractive and that he didn’t like her body but she tried to just ignore those thoughts.

What she didn’t know was that Hyunjin actually wanted to make the next move with her but he was just afraid to push y/n too much and he didn’t want it to happen too fast.

While her boyfriend was in the shower y/n went to the bedroom and decided to wear some special lingerie wich she had to surprise Hyunjin one day. As soon as she was done with that she casually laid down in the bed,the blanket covering her whole body.

After a few minutes Hyunjin entered the room too and laid down next to her. He gave her a little kiss on the cheek and just did some stuff on his phone. At this point y/n didn’t care anymore. She was needy and if Hyunjin wouldn’t dominate her,she would have to be that part. In fact her goal was to make her boyfriend as needy as she was right in the moment. She didn’t really think and just went for it. She removed the blanket and crawled onto her boyfriend sitting on his lap. Her boyfriend didn’t really seem to care about it wich made y/n even More upset. She then took his phone and laid it down somewhere else. Hyunjins eyes widened as he saw how his girlfriend looked right now. Sitting on top of him looking needy. She casually started to kiss him while he seemed a little helpless. Y/n then took his hands and placed them on her ass. „I’m not made out of glass baby~“ she said smiling at him. „But you’re too innocent.“ he said looking into her eyes. „Mhhh well then…“ she got off of him and grabbed some stuff from the nightstand wich she hid there. She started to tie her boyfriend onto the bed. „What are you doing baby?“ he asked looking a little confused. „Showing you that I’m not innocent“ she said smiling sweetly. She took his hand and was on her way to tie em‘ as she looked at Hyunjin to silently ask for consent. Her boyfriend nodded and she kept going. Once he was all tied up y/n got on top of him again. She started to kiss his neck going down to his collarbone,spreading hickeys all over. She then admired her piece of art and smiled. Once she was done with that she slowly moved her hips back and forth,casually grinding against her boyfriends clothes dick. He hissed and y/n softly bit her lip in pleasure. She bend down to him a little more, connecting their lips again and making out with him. Sometimes she slightly moaned into the kiss to tease him a little,knowing well that he liked the soft,sweet,loving sounds she made. Y/n smiled as she was able to feel something hard under her sensitive spot. She grinds a few more times,enjoying the feeling and then getting off again. She then picked something from the nightstand again not showing her boyfriend what it was. She sat down next to him onto the bed showing him what she got. She held a few special toys in her hands. She laid them down again softly kissing her boyfriend and then whispering „I hope you’ll enjoy watching ur baby~“ against his lips. She sat back down,sliding her underwear to the side,revealing her wet pussy. She started to casual touch herself with her bare fingers, enjoying how her boyfriend watched her touching herself. After a few minutes she grabbed a vibrator and at first only lined it up and down her more than just wet folds. She then pushed it in,moaning softly. She started to move it in and out throwing her head back and rolling her eyes to the back of her head. She then pressed the toy onto her clit using her fingers to satisfy her. She could hear her boyfriend whimper as she started to moan more and more. „Please baby let me touch you~“ he cried out making y/n chuckle. „Oh no you wanna touch me? Too bad that I’m having that much fun with myself right now…wanna see how much I enjoy it?“. She then sets the vibration level to the highest while still holding it against her clit,sometimes moving it down her pussy,pushing it inside. As her moaning started to get more loud and more intense she looked her tied up boyfriend directly into the eyes. She sticks two fingers into her moving them in and out of herself while moaning extremely. As she started to curl her fingers inside of her,it became too much for her and it send her over the edge. She came with a high pitched moan,still not looking anywhere else than in Hyunjins eyes. After she came down from her high she laid her fingers on her heat,coating it with her essence. She then teasingly licked and sucked her finger moaning as she was tasting herself. „Its tasting so good baby~ you want a taste?“ she said smiling at him. Her boyfriend just nodded at her making y/n grin. „Then enjoy it baby~“

She crawled over to him placing each leg beside his body. Then she placed a kiss on his cheek before placing herself above his head. Her boyfriend hungrily tried to reach her wich made her giggle. „pathetic.“ she said as she sat down on his face. In an instand he started to eat her out like she was the last eatable thing in the world. He kept on sticking his tongue into her while,not even purposely,softly rubbing her clit with his nose. „mhh Hyunjin~“ she moaned out,hearing the dirty and wet sounds her boyfriend made while eating her out. She couldn’t hold herself back anymore and hold onto the headboard of the bed while starting to grind on his face. Hyunjin moaned as she did that,sending more pleasure to his girlfriend. She started to grind harder and faster. Her boyfriend tried to catch all of the leaking juice from her,loving the taste of her. She then grinds more softly,hands moving to her breasts softly touching them. She teasingly looked down at her boyfriend,knowing how much he wished he could touch them right now. Suddenly her boyfriend started to move his tongue in and out of her in an impressive quick pace. „Fuck Baby~“ she said holding onto the headboard again. Her legs started to shake while she kept on making such sweet whiny sounds. As she came close to her second climax today she held Hyunjins head in place,grinding again. Her boyfriend still kept on licking her,trying to give her as much pleasure as possible. She kept on moaning faster and faster,breathing faster,grinding harder,low-key pushing herself really hard onto her boyfriends face. She came with an loud scream still grinding while recovering from her intense orgasm. Hyunjin was licking up the leaking liquids again,moaning a little bit from her taste. She then lets go of his head,breathing heavily. She wasn’t even able to move much because of how hard she came so she only sat down on her boyfriends chest. Her liquids kept on leaking onto Hyunjin chest but either of them cared about it. „You did so good baby,fuck“ she said,bending down to him kissing him. She could still taste herself on his tongue. She patted his head softly. „I guess it’s time to please you now right?“ she didn’t even wait for him to respond and just kept going. She went down a little bit and touched her boyfriends dick softly. He immediately whimpered and pulled the chains trying to get free. y/n grinned and touched his tip with her palm,moving it in circle motions. Hyunjin moaned softly while his girlfriend kept on going. The pace of his breath got faster and faster and so did y/n. As her boyfriend started to twitch under her touch,she pressed her hand harder onto his tip and then after a few seconds she removed her hand. Hyunjin moaned and whined in pain. He thrusted his hips into the air as much as he could,being needy for y/n‘s touch. She giggled „awww did you really think I would let you cum that easy?“ Hyunjin looked at her and furrowed his eyebrows saying „please~“. y/n smiled „you wanna cum?“ her boyfriend nodded quickly. „Fine.“ she got on top of her boyfriend,looking down at him watching every single move she made. She looked at him with innocent eyes. She lowered herself on his dick,gasping a little. She got lower and lower until she took him fully. „Fuck~“ she moaned as she started to move. She slowly started to move up and down on him getting used to him. She laid her hands onto his chest and moved faster. As she she kept on moving faster she moved her hands to her boyfriends neck slowly pressing it. He moaned a bit as he felt the pressure. Y/n moved rougher,mostly up and down. She came closer and closer to her high and as she did that she choked Hyunjin harder and harder. She could feel him twitch inside of her as she squeezed his throat hardly. She started to moan faster and faster again,throwing her head back in pleasure. Hyunjin closed his eyes as he came at the same time like y/n ,painting her walls white. He expected y/n to slow down and stop after she came but she didn’t even think about doing it. She would use him as her personal toy tonight.

Y/n kept on moving even tho her legs were shaking already. She moved at the same pace,milking everything out of her boyfriend. She watched her boyfriend as he moaned from the overstimulation,rolling his eyes to the back of his head. Maybe that also was because Y/n choked him as hard as she could because of cumming that hard. She choked him a little less,letting him breath again. Y/n wanted to reach another high so she started to bounce hardly on her boyfriends dick,moving the cum inside her in and out. While she kept on moaning again and choking him more she looked down at her boyfriend. He was completely fucked out,mind foggy. He couldn’t even build a sentence right now. He was still feeling the rush of his previous orgasm,yet not able to calm down from it. He looked up at Y/n,seeing how much she enjoyed it,moaning and almost drooling at the sight under her. Hyunjin kept on twitching inside of her,sending her over the edge again. She screamed,squirming hardly around her boyfriends dick. She then finally slowed down and then got off of his dick. Hyunjin looked at her with a needy look as he was still horny and needy to cum. She smiled and started to jerk him off again. She used her hand and moved it up and down fast,still mostly teasing his tip. When he finally reached his high,she licked the leaking cum off of his tip,same with the cum she had on her fingers. She moaned,showing him that she enjoyed his taste. She gave him a soft kiss on his cheek and removed the chains. Hyunjin sat up and Y/n smiled. „U did a great job bby“ they pecked each other on the lips and then took a warm bubble bath together. While Hyunjin searched for some comfortable clothes,Y/n changed the bedsheets. After that,both of them laid down in their bed,cuddling each other. „I love you so much“ y/n said,looking at her boyfriend with loving eyes. „I love you too“ Hyunjin said,kissing her head. Y/n then fell asleep on Hyunjins chest while he was still watching some shows on the tv.

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appreciatingtokrev · 2 years

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i’m incredibly sleep deprived and nearly falling asleep as i’m typing so i don’t account for anything in this post okay

also don’t question me being sleep deprived at 10pm. idk either

anyways i think kisaki has his own little mini fridge in which he stores some soft drinks, a bottle of beer that hanma snuck in (only one because kisaki doesn’t really like beer) and, most importantly, a few lemons. he’s always stocked up during summer. he can’t even remember why, but he’s made it a habit to eat a cooled down slice of lemon or two during the heat, as some sort of refreshment. he’s very insecure about this as the one guy he eventually told made fun of him for it because it’s so strange. but he finds it somehow just works best for him when he wants to cool down.

he also always keeps a bowl of frozen grapes in his freezer. there’s also a teeny tiny snowman that hanma made for him. well, actually, it’s a replacement he made himself, because the power went out once and it melted, flooding his freezer, but he didn’t have the heart to tell hanma so he subtly kept him away from his freezer for four months until snow fell again and he could replace it with a new snowman. hanma still thinks it’s the original.

also. shower oranges!! (for anyone confused, look it up on reddit, there’s a whole subreddit for it. no, it’s not a fetish/kink. at least not for me i just think that shower oranges are neat) i think both kisaki and hanma have shower oranges. kisaki does treat them a little violently sometimes, when he fails. hanma, on the other hand, is very gentle with his shower oranges. someone once wrote a fic about him having hypochondria (health anxiety) and it hasn’t left me since so, even if he knows it’s stupid, he fears citrus fruits coming in contact with his skin. eating them? no problem, he knows that his insides are more resistent against acids. he hates pineapples, though solely because they actually feel/taste acidy. he loves oranges but can only barely eat them even when he’s extra careful, so when he found oranges in kisaki’s shower and got an explanation after asking what they’re for, a new world had opened before his eyes. now he tries to keep some oranges and tangerines ready for his showers because he doesn’t have any problems with getting dirty when the water immediately washes it away anyway.

#ik ik acidity alkalinity or whatever the word is of citrus fruit and pineapples ik. hanma does too. he knows his fears don’t make sense.#doesn’t help.#anyway i am basically asleep but here that’s an insight of what i think about during my every day life #hope you enjoy my oddly spdcific random little heascanons #damn i really need a tag for hcs at this point #☆—`headcanons #☆—`elys rambles #kisaki #hanma #kisaki tetta #hanma shuji #tokrev #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers headcanons

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maerenee930 · 2 years

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least favorite vegetable, fruit, and condiment

thank you so much for asking this ellie!! 💙

i’m so so sorry it’s taken me so long to answer this!

okay so my answers for this are long (i’m really sorry, i didn’t mean to write so much) and since i’m sure not everyone wants to sit here and scroll through my rambling nonsense, everything is under the cut 😅

sooo ngl, i’m a pretty picky eater 🙃😅 and i don’t actually eat a big variation or vegetables or fruit. a good portion of why is cause it’s a texture thing. i just- *shivers* nope, i’m sorry. i can’t do it 😅🤦‍♀️

so since i don’t eat a big variation or either, most of both of those are my least favorites lol. like i can’t do broccoli! cooked or uncooked, i just can’t! between the texture and the actual taste just- no thank you friend. 😅 (when my mom cooks vegetables like with dinner, she cooks them until they’re like mushy cause that’s how she ate them growing up and she likes it but i just can’t do it.. couldn’t as a kid, still can’t as an adult)

but it also doesn’t make a lot of sense cause i love bananas. and they’re mushy and have a weird texture and yet, i love them lol. maybe it’s cause the actual like taste of bananas is like sweet (idk how else to describe it lol) and that like makes up for the texture. but the texture just also doesn’t bother me. it’s so weird 🤦‍♀️

although, i have grown to like how onions taste and that was both a taste and texture thing for a long time. but a few years ago (i don’t remember how long ago lol) it changed and i could get past the texture depending on how they were cooked and they just actually started to taste really good 😅

so yeah if it’s not cucumbers, apples, bananas, lettuce, onions (like in a salad, on a burger, onion rings or if it’s like cooked into something), watermelon, carrots (uncooked) or grapes, the rest are on my least favorite list. lol.

have i tried every kind of fruit and vegetable? no.

then how do i know i don’t like them until i try them?

because i’m picky and thanks to my stubborn brain, i can’t and won’t take the chance that they have a gross texture or just don’t taste good.

and until i’m really ready to try it and it’s on like my terms, (and i don’t feel like i have to eat it/feel pressured to eat it/try it or someone is giving me a hard time about it and making me feel bad, so to appease them, i’ll try it) i just don’t like it. 😂🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

and as for my least favorite condiment -

if it’s not ketchup, some kind of italian dressing or like my family’s pasta/tomato sauce, pretty much any other condiment is my least favorite 😅

i love being a picky eater 🙃😒😑

#thank you so much again ellie 💜#elliethesuperfruitlover #ask game #ask mae #please feel free to ask whatever you’d like #i will have to answer honestly #ask all the questions you want #ask me stuff #ask me whatever you want

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calamityandme · 1 year

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Oh man, today has been really awesome :)

I got groceries this morning and doing that always brightens my week. Having fresh food in the house is such a relief.

Then I got ready, put some makeup on and got dressed up kind of cute. Danny and I went on a lunch date with a couple family friends of mine. They made us a wonderful lunch and even made dessert and a fun juice blend haha. It felt so bougie. They really treated us and it was a blessing to get together with them. They really liked Danny and we all shared some good laughs together.

Then I came home and I rested. Danny left me a bigger than average joint to myself so I have been slowly smoking on it all day. I started around 2 or so and I am just now finishing it at 9 lol. It was very pleasant. I watched some shows on the couch and mended some old shirts with noticeable holes.

I splurged a week ago and I bought my dog Fish a brief toy subscription to Bark Box. She used to get them as a puppy but it’s been a few years since we could get them since we’ve had such financial struggles recently. I decided she needed some new toys/treats so I caved and got the box. It was kind of pricey, I got the super chewer toys and the box was around $38. It came with three toys and three treat bags plus a food chew stick. My dog absolutely goes ham whenever she sees the bark box and she knows it’s for her hahaha. It makes me just as happy as her to see her play with her new toys. It’s been keeping her occupied while I’ve been home today.

I also decorated the house for fall today. There weren’t as many decorations as there were last year but that’s okay. Some decorations break lol. Life happens. I want to try to craft more decorations so I don’t have to buy any.

I just feel very loved. I have a lot of people in my life who have been trying to show me they care and it means a lot. I don’t want to seem unappreciative. Days like today are good for my soul.

Now that dinner is done I’m probably going to watch more of my show, smoke some more and finally eat. I have been so busy I have not felt like I could eat much.

Tomorrow is my cleaning day. I have some big plans lol. Danny says I say that every week. But every week I genuinely mean it. If I have time after I get caught up on all the laundry I wanna wash the bedding + pillows next. The house is messy from our busy week and I just am itching to fix it. I had to stop myself many times from cleaning today.

Unrelated pic of our grape tomato harvest so far. It’s a shame I’m not able to eat much tomato right now lol

#journal #diary #diary posting #blog #blogging #mental health #w33d #writing #dear diary #bark box

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windblume-wishes · 2 years

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Perfect The Way You Are - A Genshin Impact Story

Based on the fanart drawn by @art_broskev on Twitter. Permission was granted by the artist to write this story. Please follow them!

It was October, a perfect time for harvesting the remaining grapes of the vineyard, there was still much work to be done to prepare the Dawn Winery’s signature wine for the coming winter and fall festivities. As the workers worked hard in the vineyard, Kaeya and Diluc also lended a helping hand to get the work done faster while still finding time to play.

“Diluc! I think my basket is fuller than yours!” Kaeya smirked, finding the grape collecting a game.

“Really? Because I think your tummy is even fuller than your basket! Haha!” Commented the red head boy, pointing out the obvious grape stains on Kaeya’s face.

“Well- uh- I was hungry! My tummy was rumbling and the grapes said ‘Oh kaeya! Eat us! Eat us’!” It wasn’t true, but it made for good humor, Diluc only rolled his eyes with a laugh as he cleaned Kaeya’s face with his shirt.

“Oh! That reminds me! Could you go get the grapes from the first row? I got this little row but I see a few still over there.” Diluc pointed and Kaeya nodded in reply, running over to the row in front of Diluc, leaving his basket by his brother.

Kaeya began to pick the grapes happily, stuffing them in a makeshift basket with his shirt, once it was full enough he proceeded to walk back to his brother, but suddenly there was an old, angry looking man standing tall before him. His cane making aggressive taps in the dirt and his cold grey eyes stared like daggers into his blue eyes. Kaeya froze, he was scared, he had never seen this old man before at the winery.

“Hey! Who are you, kid?” Kaeya remained silent in fear, the man only continued to yell at him. “I haven’t seen you here before, are you even a local?”

Kaeya could only nod, his body still shaking in absolute fear. His eyes began to sting with the formation of tears.

“And- Those are Master Crepus’ grapes!” He grabbed Kaeya by the ear, harshly dragging the little boy who struggled in his grasp, sniffling and letting out small sobs.

“You are coming with me, little theif! You will apologize to Master Crepus and return everything you have stolen!”

“I-I’m not a theif! Diluc!!”

Diluc heard his brother’s cry, something was terribly wrong, he poked his head from the vines and saw it, an older man was dragging his baby brother by the ear to be scolded for simply helping. He felt his face grow heated and red with anger, running to the rescue. Diluc whipped out a small fist and punched the old man’s arm, releasing Kaeya who fell to the ground.

“You let my brother go!” He yelled, absolutely livid, his eyes burned like an angry flame as he shielded his little brother who sat on the ground still frightened and shaken.

“Excuse me?” The old man glared at the Ragnvindr boy as if daring him to try and talk back.

“I said to leave my little brother alone!” He growled, helping Kaeya up and dusting him off. “Come on, Kae, let’s get that knee patched up…”

Diluc dragged his brother away from the man, Kaeya looked back to see the old man staring with disgust at him, he shielded his face and cried a bit.

“But… he does not even look like a Ragnvinder at all!”He yelled at the two boys. “He’s too dark to be one of you!”

Those words struck Kaeya in the heart worse than any arrow or sword ever could. Did he truly need to look like them to fully be a Ragnvinder? Was he not fit to be one even after all he had been through? Were the adoption papers nothing….? Kaeya did not know, he just looked back with absolute heartbreak, such words are like stabs to an adopted child’s heart, Kaeya knew that now. His heart ached and he just wanted to be alone.

“Kae? You still with me?” Came a soft yet sweet voice, it was Diluc, looking at him with worried eyes.

“Y-yeah…” he sniffled, wiping his eye with a small fist.

“I just patched up your knee, you are gonna be okay now, I’ll tell father what happened. You just go sit down and relax, okay?” Diluc spoke softly, hugging kaeya close, gently petting his hair.

When Diluc let him go, Kaeya walked quietly up the stairs to the nursery and sat down in his bed, looking over to the craft drawer, he remembered the red paint. If he did not look like his new family, he would have to at least try too. Kaeya sighed, hopping off the bed and over to the craft drawer. He opened it and found the can of red paint, perfect, this should be the right amount.

Kaeya looked over to the mirror, picturing himself with red hair, in his imagination, he looked rather stunning, however the results of that would have to be seen before he could judge. He quickly opened up the paint can and sat on the stool, taking a deep breath in, he counted down.

3…

2…

1…

The paint poured over his beautiful dark blue hair, covering it with the same colour as his brother and father. Now he could finally look like the rest of his adoptive family, he would no longer be an outcast, at least he hoped he would not.

“He’s too dark!”

That was right, he was darker than his family, but did that really, truly matter? Kaeya felt his heart sink at the thought invading his mind again, hot tears flooding from his eyes as he sat there.

“Kaeya? Kaeya, are you- oh my!” It was Crepus, Kaeya jumped and stared at him with a hint of fear. “Now what have we here?”

There was no harshness or disappointment in the man’s voice, it was soft and loving. He felt a towel atop his head and his father’s hands rubbing his head, the paint coming off his hair.

“Why would you even do that, silly boy?” He smiled, wiping the last of the paint out of the hair, Kaeya only sniffled and wiped away some of his tears.

“C-‘Cause I don’t look like you and Diluc… the old man said I wasn’t a Ragnvinder at all… I don’t look like you…” Kaeya wailed, his body now being pressed against Crepus’ broad frame.

“Oh Kaeya… you do not have to look like us to be a part of our family, kid. You know that right?”

“B-but the old man said it too dark to be one of y-you…”

Crepus stared at Kaeya in shock, he felt his blood boil at those words. Never in the past year that he had Kaeya as his son was there ever a soul that dared comment about the colour of his son. Kaeya could sense Crepus’ anger rising, clinging to him shaking in fear. Did he say something wrong? Did he do something bad?

“F-father…? A-are you m-mad at me? Did I-I say somethin’ bad…..?” Kaeya shuddered against his frame, hoping to Barbatos that was not the case.

“Archons, no! You did NOTHING wrong, I’m just angry at whoever dared speak such filth to my son!” Crepus said, trying to hide his anger. “Who said it? What did they look like?”

“W-well…”

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Later that day Diluc successfully pointed out the man who harassed his little brother while Kaeya remained in the nursery the rest of the day to take a well deserved break. Crepus dealt with the man immediately, a firm and much deserved talk was given and he was immediately fired. Kaeya was happy the man was gone, and admittedly so was the rest of the winery staff. Adelinde eventually carried Kaeya downstairs so he could be with Crepus and Diluc who enveloped him into a tight hug.

“Kaeya, I want you to know that no matter what happens, or whoever says otherwise, you are perfect the way you are.” Crepus cupped Kaeya’s face in his hands, planting a small kiss on his head. “Do not ever forget that, you too Diluc, you both are perfect the way you are. Do not let anyone say otherwise.”

Let it be forever known that the colour of one’s skin, eyes or hair does not dictate what makes a family, the bonds are stronger than the blood that runs through the veins.

Love has no bounds, ever…

#genshin impact fanfics #Genshin Impact #ragnbros #kaeya ragnvindr #crepus ragnvindr #diluc ragnvindr #diluc and kaeya are brothers #diluc and kaeya #kaeya alberich #fanfiction #fluff #angst

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Stuck With You (Joseph x Reader) (Request Part 3)

Stuck With You (Joseph x Reader) (Part 3)

Warnings: Mentions of emesis (vomit), mentions of sex, mentions of labor, mentions of menstrual products.

Rating: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. ADULT THEMES DISCUSSED.

Author’s Note: Don’t hate me lol. I was going to leave this at three parts but there was some ground I wanted to cover. I will have one more part and that will officially be the end of this little series. I appreciate everyone who has taken the time to read this, love it, or reblog it. It means a lot to me. My inbox is open for requests for Joseph x reader or Eddie x reader, however, it may take me a few days to get them out as I have four in line. I’m sorry if this is not as good as the others but the last part will be the best. :)

Request: Could you write one where the reader and Joseph are trying for a baby? Could it be smut including unprotected sex? (I will put the rest of the request in part four—the last part now since I don’t want any spoilers lol) @thomas-ellis

Since you asked to be tagged dear! @kellysimagines

Another month had passed, making you an estimated twelve weeks pregnant. You documented every week with a picture of your still barely noticeable bump. Your morning sickness was at its peak, happening almost every morning. You usually climbed out of bed in a hurry, causing Joseph to jar out of his sleep, quick to come behind you and hold your hair back. You usually skipped breakfast which you knew you shouldn’t be doing but you couldn’t keep it down.

This morning was no different. You snapped out of your sleep, immediately feeling nauseated. You threw the cover back and sprung out of the bed. You barely made it before you began throwing up. This was your new morning routine. Just a minute later, Joseph was behind you pulling your hair back. Most men couldn’t tolerate it but he didn’t seem to mind it. He hated you were having morning sickness, the one symptom you wish you could have skipped.

You closed your eyes, flushing the commode before leaning back against the door again, the cold tile on the floor feeling comfortable in contrast to your warm body.

“Love, I’m so sorry.”, he sighed as he rubbed your shoulders.

“It’s fine.”, you coughed out as he handed you a towel.

“This is kind of my fault.”, he chuckled easily, trying to make you smile.

“It’s really okay, Joe.”, you smiled lightly, wiping your face with the towel before attempting to stand up.

He helped you stand up and you walked over to the vanity, eyeing yourself in the mirror. You looked rough but you felt even rougher. Today was your monthly appointment and you were glad you made it in the afternoon after how you were feeling. You all had been debating when to tell your all’s families. You were still hesitant, wanting to make sure everything was okay.

Joseph was going out of town in a few days for a week and this would give you an opportunity to decide when to tell them. Joseph had a bigger family that consisted of his mom, dad, brother, and two sisters. They liked to go out to dinner and on holidays so you all thought about a trip to break the news.

“Do you want anything to eat, love? A banana? Apples? Grapes? Toast?”, he listed a few things easy on your stomach.

“Just toast, Joe.”, you breathed easily as you began brushing your teeth.

“Anything on it?”, he asked.

You shook your head and he kissed your cheek before going downstairs. He was really encouraging you to eat something. You knew you needed to. But it was so hard when you always woke up sick every morning. You spit out your toothpaste before rinsing your mouth. You reorganized your side of the vanity before going downstairs to buy Joseph a couple of minutes to make his food before yours. You couldn’t stomach the smell.

After you felt satisfied, you made your way downstairs to see him getting your toast out of the toaster. He gave you two pieces, hoping you would eat them both. You smiled at him, appreciating his effort. He had already placed his breakfast on the table. You sat down at the table and he brought your toast over. He gave you some water to drink as he knew you didn’t want anything else.

You all talked through breakfast, excited to see the baby again and this time hopefully you’d be able to hear its heartbeat. You all wouldn’t know the gender of the baby for a few more weeks but you all had debated keeping it a surprise. It would be harder for the family to buy anything but sometimes ultrasound technicians were wrong. You were able to make it through one complete piece of toast, an accomplishment for you at this point.

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You sat in the doctor’s office once again. You checked in and sat back down beside Joseph. It was calmer today with just a couple of pregnant women. They were noticeably pregnant unlike you. This made you feel slightly awkward. Joseph picked up an expecting parent magazine, flipping through it to pass some time away while you all were waiting. You giggled at him easily as he raised an eyebrow at you playfully.

Thirty minutes passed before they called you back into the office. The nurse checked your weight and blood pressure, both normal. The nurse explained you had actually lost two pounds instead of gaining, raising slight concern in you and Joseph. You were asked about any new symptoms before the nurse instructed you to pee in a cup to make sure there were no early signs of gestational diabetes.

Dr.Bennett came in a few minutes after you had come back from the bathroom. She listened to your heart and lungs again, everything checking out. She asked if you had been having nausea and you explained to her it was every single morning with maybe an exception of one. She reassured you this was normal and the probable cause for losing a few pounds and not to worry right now. She prescribed you some Zofran to have at home to help alleviate that feeling of nausea.

This made you feel better. Dr.Bennett asked you to lay back and she felt your abdomen, measuring it easily. You were on track according to her. She asked if you needed anything else before sending the ultrasound technician in. You denied any further needs and she stated she would see you back in another month and for you to make another appointment at the front desk on your way out.

You went ahead and laid back on the table, anticipating what would happen next. Joseph smiled over at you as the door opened just seconds later. It was the same ultrasound technician you had last time. She once again squirted some of the cold gel on your stomach, causing cold chills to appear. Joseph took your hand as she began running the transducer over your stomach again. All of a sudden instead of a bunch of high-pitched noise, you heard a strong, steady heartbeat. Joseph smiled at you, already wearing the look of a proud daddy on his face. Tears were noticeable in his eyes and yours.

“Baby has a nice, strong heartbeat. 142.”, she smiled.

“That’s our baby.”, you smiled.

“Yes, love. Our Baby Q.”, he smirked, blinking his tears back, running his free hand over his face, sniffling.

You all had gotten into a habit of calling your baby, Baby Q as a little nickname. This time the ultrasound showed the baby had gotten a little bigger, its head becoming more defined. You could see its little nose and mouth. You could see its legs more this time, even its little foot. Joseph getting emotional was so sweet and made you realize you had made the perfect decision by choosing him as your baby’s father.

“Your baby is being very cooperative. They usually are shy.”, the ultrasound tech laughed.

She was busy taking some pictures for you all while you all admired your little baby. You all were head over heels. She printed the images as you wiped the gel off, sitting up. Joseph helped you off the table as she handed you all the pictures. You all scheduled yet another appointment which would be your 16-week check-up. Then would be your 20-week check-up. It was hard to believe it would soon be your halfway mark.

Once you got home, you admired the pictures of Baby Q. It was so hard for Joseph not to tell his parents. He and his mom FaceTimed quite often. While he was gone to cons and doing interviews, she called often and checked on you. It was nice that his mom liked you. You dreaded that Joseph was leaving in a few days but you were proud of him. He asked you again and again if you would be okay while he was gone. You assured him you would.

He told you if anything happened to you or the baby, he wanted to know and he would be home on the next flight. You told him you’d be okay but assured him if anything happened, you would let him know. He was satisfied with that answer. That dreadful morning came when he was leaving and you began to feel overly emotional. He grabbed his suitcase at the bottom of the stairs.

Joseph was delayed for his flight by a few minutes. You began crying and sobbing, begging him not to go. This ripped his heart out and he debated canceling last minute, but you quickly dried your tears. You knew it was the mood swings beginning and told him the fans needed him and you didn’t want to stand in his way. Once he felt you were okay, he left for the airport. You would count down the days while he was gone.

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Your 20-week check-up went well. The baby’s heartbeat was normal and Baby Q was measuring a week ahead now. Your nausea was still intense but the Zofran was giving you some relief from throwing up. You had gained a pound back since your last visit. You and Joseph had decided once he got home you all were going to take a trip to his childhood home in South London, England. His brother and sisters were going to be in and you both figured this would be a perfect opportunity to tell his family.

At 20 weeks and three days, you and Joseph had been in bed, his hand on your stomach as you all watched television. He always talked to the baby before bed. You thought it was the cutest thing and you brushed through his curly hair as he got close to your growing stomach. He rubbed your stomach just like he always did as you fell asleep. All of a sudden, he gasped and his eyes lit up.

“Did you feel that?”, he asked, excitedly.

You nodded. “Felt like a kick. Man, this kid has got some power behind it.”

He chuckled. “Baby Q is showing out for mommy and daddy tonight, aren’t you?”

You were now 22 weeks pregnant and it was becoming slightly obvious. It would be harder to hide while you were on your all’s small holiday. The baby was active during the day, sometimes even active as you were trying to sleep from pure exhaustion. You seemed to stay tired all the time, barely feeling like doing things around the house that had to be done. Joseph jumped in and helped as much as he could. You all also decided to keep the gender of the baby a surprise until its birth.

You all were leaving in the morning for London and you were nervous about flying this time. Especially being pregnant. You zipped your suitcase, feeling your back aching. Joseph came into the bedroom, noticing you.

“Hurting love?”

“Yeah, a little. But I’m done packing.”, you smiled.

You packed a lot of dresses, babydoll tops, oversized shirts, and leggings. Your jeans would hardly zip nowadays. Joseph grabbed your suitcase and took it downstairs with his. Your all’s flight left early in the morning. You honestly dreaded getting up, praying maybe for one morning you wouldn’t be sick. How were you going to hide your morning sickness at Joseph’s parent’s house? His mom was over the moon that you all were coming to stay for a week.

You all mentally went over a list of everything you needed to take with you. Your Zofran was a must-have. The only thing you were waiting to pack was your make-up. You all fell asleep by seven-thirty that evening, exhausted from packing. The alarm clock went off sooner than it should. Joseph yawned, hitting the snooze button before sitting up in bed. You laid there, feeling him get up and begin getting dressed almost immediately.

For once, you didn’t have nausea waking up. You sat up and rubbed your eyes. London’s time zone was five hours different and it would take you some getting used to. Jet lag was in the cards for you and Joseph. You eyed the alarm clock. Four-thirty. You groaned, throwing your covers back before stretching, feeling the baby move easily.

“Good morning Baby Q. We are leaving to see Nan and Grandad and tell them all about you.”, you laughed as Joseph came back into the bedroom.

Joseph said his mom and dad would prefer Nan and Grandad and you all had got in a habit of calling them that already, careful not to in front of them yet.

“I see you’re feeling better love.”, he said kissing you before touching your stomach.

You nodded. “I hope it lasts.”

Joseph kissed your cheek before going downstairs to load the suitcases in the car. You quickly slid on black leggings and a flowy white top. It hid your growing baby bump well enough for now. You quickly did minimal make-up, and put earrings in before you met Joseph downstairs. He had loaded everything and you all were ready to go to the airport. It was still dark outside as you all drove to the airport.

Joseph yawned, still visibly tired. He focused on the road, making small conversation with you along the way. You all parked at the airport, unloading your suitcases. You all went through security checkpoints which took a little while. Soon, they called for your flight and you boarded with no problems. You both slept for the majority of the flight before waking up for the last few hours of your flights. It was already daytime and that was messing with your head.

His parents were meeting you all at the airport so you wouldn’t have to rent a car. You all landed and got through customs before getting your luggage. You were nervous meeting his mom and dad again, even though you had met them in Paris after your all’s engagement. He held your hand as you all waded through the crowds of people before he spotted his mom and dad waving wildly.

He chuckled as you all neared them, his mom taking him into a huge hug.

“Joseph, we missed you so bad dear.”, his mom kissed his cheek, causing him to blush.

“Nice to see you again, Y/N. How was the flight?”, his dad asked you as he hugged you lightly.

“Good, just I feel so tired.”, you laughed.

“Time change is a wanker.”, his father agreed.

His mom finally released him before turning her attention to you. “I’m so glad you and Joseph came to see us Y/N. You look beautiful—just glowing.”, his mom smiled as she hugged you.

The last sentence made you shoot a glance at Joseph with wide eyes before smiling. He picked up on it too. She released you and you prayed she hadn’t hugged you too tight to notice your stomach. They helped you all with your luggage. You had the ultrasounds in your purse. Every set you had. You were nervous to tell them but Joseph seemed to not be as nervous.

His mom already informed him his sisters and brother were waiting for him at home, excited to see their brother. It didn’t take long to arrive to their house and there were several cars parked in the driveway. Joseph grew up in South London and you were excited to see his childhood home for the first time. Joseph helped you out of the car as his parents unloaded your all’s luggage.

You all cleared the door, and immediately were met with his two sisters running to hug their brother. They almost tackled him with hugs, teasing him easily about getting a girl as pretty as you. His brother came to the door, instantly grabbing him in one swift motion, holding him under his arm, giving him a noogie, and messing up Joseph’s perfect hair. He quickly went to smooth his hair back down, beginning to introduce you to his siblings. Everyone made you feel right at home.

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The week seemed to pass all too quickly. Joseph’s mom and dad had made you feel right at home. The time change really messed with you, causing you to sleep in most of the second day but after that, it got a little easier. Baby Q didn’t like the time change though. Tonight was the night you were going to tell his parents. You admired the dress you had chosen to wear since you all were going out to a nice restaurant. You checked your make-up one last time as Joseph slid on his loafers to match his grey suit.

You had gotten sick a few times while at his mom and dad’s house but Joseph helped them chalk it up to the time change. You had the ultrasound pictures in your purse. Joseph had already called the restaurant ahead of time to order a dessert to surprise them. His siblings were joining with their spouses.

“Joe, I’m so nervous.”, you laughed easily.

He smirked. “It’ll be okay love. They’ll be over the moon.”, he reassured you.

The restaurant was private. It was a warm evening, so you all opted to sit outside. You all joined everyone at a huge table. You sat down beside Joseph, nervously running your hands over your dress as the waiter asked for your drink selection. Everyone else including Joseph’s parents ordered an alcoholic drink—that was except for you.

“You’re not gonna drink dear?’, his mother questioned beside him, looking down the table at you.

“No, thanks. I’m still not feeling the best.”, you excused, politely, opting for water instead.

Joseph eyed you from the corner of his eye. The waiter brought everyone’s drinks and your water before going around the table asking for everyone’s food selections. Everyone began reminiscing, sharing stories about each other. His family had a strong bond and that was refreshing to see in this day and time. You laughed, smiling at Joseph throughout dinner especially when his mom told a funny story about him.

You knew soon you all would have a baby and get to watch it grow up, developing its own unique personality. You knew it was getting closer to dessert and your stomach was twisting in knots. You were unsure if the baby didn’t like dinner as you were not used to eating food from England or your nerves. Personally, you hoped for the latter.

“Are you all ready for dessert?”, the waiter asked.

“I’ll take care of it.”, Joseph spoke up, the waiter already informed of the surprise.

“Joseph.”, his mom interjected. “You don’t have to do that.”

He quickly dismissed her, ordering a few different desserts for everyone. Your heart dropped into your stomach and you felt the twisting feeling in your stomach intensify. It seemed like an eternity passed before the waiter, followed by another came back out, bringing all the desserts. One waiter went around the table serving a small brownie with ice cream or vanilla cheesecake to each of his siblings and their spouses.

The other waiter went over to Joseph’s parents, sitting down a large brownie with icing on it before stepping back. Joseph grabbed your hand, giving it a squeeze and smiling at you as his mom and dad squinted to read it.

“We-love-you-Nan and Grandad.”, his mom spoke slowly.

It took them both a moment to register what they had just read. His mom’s eyes instantly lit up and she jumped up from her seat. All of his siblings and their spouses wore surprised looks but quickly turned into excitement as they cheered.

“You’re pregnant?!”, she eyed you.

You nodded, not being able to avoid the tears welling up in your eyes as you smiled.

“Oh my God. I had no idea!”, she exclaimed as she came over and kissed Joseph and hugged you both. His dad followed suit, congratulating you both.

Joseph was proud of this and it warmed your heart to see him like this.

“How far along are you?”, his mom asked, wiping her tears back before laughing.

“She’s twenty-two weeks and six days now?”, Joseph eyed you.

You nodded.

“I’m gonna be a nan. My baby boy is having a baby. Do you know what it is?”, she asked.

“We are keeping it a surprise until the baby is born.”, you smiled at Joseph.

“Imagine a little girl. A granddaughter.”, his mom smiled at his father.

“We might get a little grandson.”, his father smirked back to his mother.

Joseph had been right. They were both over the moon at the news of Baby Q. His mom and dad were playfully debating whether it would be a boy or girl, causing you and Joseph to laugh. His mom and dad insisted they would fly to the States and be there for the birth of their grandchild.

“Show me your baby bump.”, his mom insisted, her excitement evident.

You stood up at the table and pulled your dress tighter, making your growing bump visible. It was significantly bigger than it had been. You ran your hand down it. Joseph was smiling, beaming just like a proud daddy.

“Oh my. Look at that.”, his mom beamed at his father, them both smiling.

She asked if she could feel your bump to which you agreed and tried to guide her hand enough where she could feel the baby kick because Baby Q had been kicking like crazy. Joseph kept his eyes on both of you, slight tears noticeable in his eyes, him wiping them away every few minutes. He was already a proud daddy. Her eyes lit up when she felt it, laughing with pure joy as she felt the baby kick.

“Joseph used to do that to me all the time. He give me the hardest time.”, she looked at him.

Joseph’s cheeks grew red as he brushed a hand through his curly hair. A motion he did when he was embarrassed but you thought it was cute as ever. His mom immediately followed by asking if you had any ultrasound pictures. You informed her you had all of them with you. You opened your purse, pulling them out before handing them to her in order.

“Oh my God. Look at it.”, his mom smiled as she showed his dad, making over your all’s little peanut.

They took their time looking at each ultrasound image, making over Baby Q. Joseph motioned for you to come over to him. He stood up, kissing your cheek and holding you. His brother and sisters got up, and began looking at the pictures, making over the fact their baby brother was having a baby. You smirked at Joseph thinking this was the cutest thing. His mom and dad hugged you both, congratulating you and handing the ultrasound pictures back to you.

His mom made it clear that at the next appointment she wanted pictures texted to her immediately and she wanted to FaceTime with you all every now and then to see the progress of your bump. You all agreed immediately. Dinner was soon over and everyone went back to the house. The night was filled with photo albums and home videos. Joseph seemed a little embarrassed but you assured him he was absolutely adorable. You couldn’t wait to have memories with him and your baby.

Before you knew it, it was time to board your flight home. The week had been a nice getaway but now it was time to go home and focus on your all’s growing family. The next few months flew by as Joseph was gone for a few weeks every now and then working on some new projects and doing meet and greets. In the next few appointments, everything looked good and your glucose test came back good with no signs of gestational diabetes.

You were now 36 weeks pregnant and feeling every second of it. You only had four weeks to go if you could make it to 40 weeks. Baby Q was still measuring a week ahead. It didn’t feel as though the baby had dropped yet so labor was still a ways out. You had felt Braxton Hicks contractions quite frequently. Dr.Bennett assured you that real labor pains would be in your back and not so much in your stomach. Baby Q was more defined, even being able to see facial features. Joseph couldn’t believe how clear the 3D ultrasound was. You all had decided Baby Q had Joseph’s nose. No question about that.

After that week, you had an appointment every week. By week 37, Baby Q was still not head down. You could feel the baby in your rib cage, making it harder to breathe and sleep near impossible. Joseph loved that he could feel the baby kick more and the baby’s movement was much more defined. You were ready to have this baby in your arms. You had your baby shower, realizing you were cutting it close. All of your friends and Joseph’s came, amazed by the fact you hadn’t gone into labor yet. You and Joseph took the cutest pictures, some you framed immediately.

Week 38 came and your belly had dropped according to Dr. Bennett. Baby Q was also head down, a sign labor was imminent. Joseph helped you with the baby’s nursery as you began nesting mode. You all had decided on grey and white for the nursery as the gender was a surprise. You all had decided to wait to buy the crib bedding. You all had diapers, wipes, pacifiers, blankets, bottles, and gender-neutral outfits galore. His mom and dad were going to buy a few things once they flew in and found out the baby’s gender.

Joseph added finishing touches as you sat in the floor organizing everything. You both felt satisfied as you stood back and admired your work. You and Joseph had the hospital bags packed and were prepared at any time. You had ordered an outfit for a baby girl and one for a baby boy. This would be the baby’s going home outfit. It was exciting for you both to be surprised with the gender of your all’s first baby. You all had decided on names for either a boy or girl.

Week 39 was uneventful. Dr.Bennett decided to give you another week before she would induce you. Everything was perfect with Baby Q. You groaned as you left the doctor’s office in the car.

“What’s wrong love?”, Joseph asked, already knowing the answer.

“So miserable. I just want to have this baby already.”, you groaned.

Joseph took one of his hands off the steering wheel before holding your hand, lifting it up to his lips, and placing a gentle kiss on it. “I know love. Maybe we should take some of Dr.Bennett’s advice?”

Dr.Bennett had given you all a few ideas to help induce labor. Exercise, relaxation, eating spicy foods, and even sex. You had relayed to her that you would like to go into labor naturally and hopefully have a natural childbirth if you could withstand the pain.

“Maybe go for a walk this evening?”, you sighed at him, trying the simplest idea first.

He agreed. You all arrived at home and you decided you were going to take a nap first. Joseph sat in the living room with you, stroking your hair as you fell asleep with your head in his lap. He allowed you to sleep for about an hour and a half before waking you up for that walk. Part of you was slightly pissed at him at first but you remembered you really wanted to have this baby.

You all went for a walk, enjoying the nice fall weather. Leaves were on the ground in front of you, crunching underneath your all’s tennis shoes. You both talked about how exciting Christmas would be, now that you all had a baby to share it with. Joseph’s parents were flying out first thing in the morning and would be staying with you all for a little while. His mom made it a point that she didn’t want to wear out her welcome, however, you both knew you would value her help with a newborn baby.

The walk didn’t help. You tried to sleep on your body pillow but couldn’t get comfortable no matter which way you tossed or turned. You groaned in disgust.

“Can’t sleep, love?”, Joseph yawned as he flipped on the lamp.

You shook your head. “Nope. Baby Q thinks mommy doesn’t need sleep apparently.”

He chuckled. “You know we could try the other idea to help induce labor.”

You rolled your eyes playfully. “Seriously, Joe?”

“Dr. Bennett recommended it, you know.”

You thought for a moment. “Yeah,but look at me. I’m a cow.”

You were a little self-conscious of your changing body but Joseph reassured you that you were still beautiful and you were carrying his child.

“You’re beautiful, love.”, his eyes filled with desire.

“Really?”

“Really.”, he beamed, slowly tracing your hip.

It didn’t take much convincing before you found yourself on top of Joseph, you all making love most of the night until you both passed out from exhaustion. It was the some of the best sleep you had gotten since your stomach had gotten bigger. You struggled to ease out from Joseph’s arm without waking him up. He stirred slightly but turned over, grabbed his pillow, and settled right back down.

You waddled your way to the bathroom, flipping the light on. You felt like going to the bathroom may ease some of the pressure and pain in your abdomen. It didn’t. You sighed as you made your way to the mirror, looking at yourself. All of a sudden, you felt a gush of fluid and looked down in the floor.

“Joseph!”, you yelled out, fear in your voice.

It didn’t take him a second before he was in the bathroom after hearing the panic and fear laced in your voice.

“Whats going on lo-oh my God. Is that—?”

“My water broke.”, you interrupted him, panic taking over you.

He was going to keep his head about this. He grabbed a towel from the closet, tossing it in the floor to dry up the excess so you wouldn’t fall.

“Love just go to the bathroom and wash up real fast and we will go to the hospital, okay?”, he kissed your cheek as he helped you into the bathroom.

“Joe, I’m scared.”, you breathed, tears on the brink of falling.

“You’re going to do fine, love. We get to meet Baby Q soon. Do you need me to help you?”, he asked calmly.

You nodded. He helped you into the shower before going and grabbing your clean clothes, towels, and washcloth. Dr. Bennett had you if your water broke to come in immediately to be checked. You were shaking as you turned on the water, trying to get your senses back. You had seen this happen on television but it was different in real life.

Joseph stayed in the bathroom to help you as you needed. Your shower felt like it was in slow motion as your mind was realizing this was real. Joseph handed you your body towel to wrap up in as he helped you out of the shower, ensuring you didn’t fall. Once you were finished drying off, you grabbed your clothes and slid them on.

“Can you hand me a pad Joe?”, you asked sniffling.

Without hesitation, he handed you one. This would help until you got to the hospital. He helped you downstairs to the couch while he quickly loaded your all’s bags. He immediately made a phone call to his mom and dad as he went out the door, hoping he would reach them. He came back in for you, helping you to the vehicle.

He knew you were scared, frankly, he was too but he was excited to finally meet his son or daughter.

“Love, you’re going to do great.”, he held your hand again.

“I’m just nervous. I want everything to be okay.”, you sighed. “Did you get in touch with your mom and dad?”

He nodded. “They’ve landed and they’re going to the house first until we hear from the doctor if you’re in labor or not.”

You once again admired your engagement ring before looking up at Joseph driving. You almost wanted to pinch yourself to see if this was a dream.

“Do you think I’m gonna be a good mom?”, you asked hesitantly.

Joseph snorted easily. “Do I think? I know you’re going to be an amazing mom.”

He smiled over at you and you looked up at him, smiling. It didn’t take just a few more minutes before you all turned off near the hospital. It was early morning that the sky had light blue hues with some pink and yellow mixed in. Joseph parked near the ER entrance. He came around and helped you out of the vehicle, allowing you to move at your own pace. You all walked across the parking lot, wondering if this was the moment you all had been waiting for.

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Overdoing It

Prompt: The reader has been busy and stressed and decides to blow off steam an extra hour after the week comes to a close. Reader over does it but doesn’t take care of herself, leaving Bucky worried.

One shot

Paring: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: Indication of body issues and eating problems

I open the fridge looking for anything that seems appealing. The cloud of fog thickens in my head and my eyelids are heavy. I’m starting to realize my extra time at the gym this morning may have been a mistake. The second mistake is living with a bunch of guys who never have food in the refrigerator.

I grab the contents to make a sandwich and make my way over to the counter. Scratch that, I’m making myself two. I’m not sure what I am putting on the sandwich, as long as it ends up in my stomach who cares.

“Hey doll,” Bucky walks over and kisses my temple from behind.

We’ve been dating for a few months but Steve introduced us years ago. He has been very slow to warm up, but hopefully he knows I’m not going anywhere. When we first met it was almost comical. He barely said a word and hardly looked into my direction. He later admitted that he was afraid of scaring me or hurting me somehow. So he kept his distance, up until we all came back from the blip and Steve left us.

“Sweetheart, you look a little pale.” He comes to the other side of the counter and gets a better look at my face. “Are you feeling okay?”

I feel my energy depleting by the second, but I respond with a nod. If I look this worn out, I couldn’t image how I would sound. I just need to get some food in me and I hope that is enough. Maybe a nap, a nap sounds amazing right now too.

Bucky’s gaze lingers on me for a moment more before leaving my peripheral vision. I hear cabinets open and Bucky wrestling around with crinkling bags. Next, he moves onto the refrigerator. He grabs some of the things I am no longer using and returns them to their spot, and I hear him grab something else as well.

Bucky appears besides me once more and arranges a plate of food. He places a little pile of grapes, along with a thick slice of watermelon. Two hands grab at the sandwiches before me and places them on the plate of fruit.

Before I can even look up at him in protest, Bucky lightly takes his hand in mine and leads me to the couch in the next room. His head nods for me to sit down and I oblige. Bucky places the plate of food on my lap and takes a seat next to me. I knit my eyebrows in confusion but his face gives nothing away. His beautiful eyes flicker to my food and back to my face.

“Okay fine.” I say with a smirk before popping a grape in my mouth. He seems pleased as his posture becomes more relaxed. His fingers twirl some hair hanging from my ponytail and I can feel him silently urging me to eat some more.

“Buck I’m okay.” I plead, but truth is I’m too tired to really convince him.

A few months ago, I had more time to workout and I did. I spent as much time as I did today in the gym 5 days a week. Most of the day following I was pretty tired. I remember going through two or three cups of coffee a day to make it to bedtime. And suddenly it clicks.

“You don’t look okay,” Bucky whispers.

His eyes flicker to mine and I see some of the worry he keeps hidden. I take a bite out of a sandwich. The surge of energy waves through my body almost instantly. I know it isn’t taking effect yet, but if I feel this great already then it is a start. I figured out recently I wasn’t eating enough back then. I felt like I was sleepwalking through the day. I never told anyone because I didn’t want them to worry, I scaled back on my workouts, and made sure I was eating enough for what I was doing. Maybe I wasn’t the only one who noticed I wasn’t eating enough.

I finish eating my plate a lot faster than I anticipated. The dried sweat clings to my skin and clothes to my back. Quickly I excuse myself and run to a shower.

The warmth of the water feels good against my skin. In true girl fashion I grab my shampoo bottle and begin singing along with the tune playing off my phone. The shower is my stage and the sound of the water mimic my cheering fans in the audience. Sam has complained a lot about me using all the hot water. I told him that the show must go on.

Only this time the show may need to be cut short. The music seems to be coming from a distance and my eyes are beginning to feel really heavy. I lean my body against the cold shower wall and find a little comfort in it. The peace only lasts a moment as my body heat replaces it.

On instinct I get out of the shower and grab a towel. I take a seat on the floor and place my head in between my knees the best I can. Taking deep breaths, I find the world come back into view, enough to get myself from the floor and into my bedroom.

I grab the closest things resembling clothes that I can find as the world begins to shift again. Struggling to put them on, I stay on the ground as I decide it is good enough. Closing my eyes, I tell myself I will only stay here for a few minutes and then I’ll go get coffee.

I allow my body to lay a few minutes more after I start to feel better. Letting it soak up as much strength as it can to get me into the kitchen, and hopefully without running into anyone in particular. Except I am not that lucky.

Bucky rounds the corner of my door frame and I nearly knock into him. It takes more strength than I’d like to spare to catch myself and stay balanced. Thankfully there is no spinning, just overwhelming exhaustion. But the next thing I know, my feet are no longer on the ground and two arms cradle me into a toned chest. They set me on my bed and find a nearby blanket to wrap around me.

He doesn’t say anything before he leaves. Bucky doesn’t say a thing and leaves me alone in my bedroom with the door open. If it wasn’t for being so tired, and my bed being comfy, I would have followed him. I would have tried to convince him that I was okay and ask he joined me for another morning snack.

Guilt begins to make its home in the pit of my stomach. Bucky cares so much about me and I can barely take care of myself. It’s selfish, I shouldn’t be worrying him. It is not like I am trying to do this. It was a mistake; one I’ve made before but hasn’t taken this much of a toll on me before. The best way I could describe it is feeling like a stale cookie that has not slept in a week. Well, I guess if cookies slept that would make more sense.

I hear his footsteps down the hall from my door. Maybe he’ll yell at me. That would be better than the silent treatment. At least I would know exactly how he is feeling instead of having to guess.

Bucky enters the room with a tray of food and an unreadable expression upon his features. Great, this will be fun. He carefully places the tray next to me and takes a seat near my feet. I sit up a bit and see that the tray is filled with all of my favorites. Not really caring which one I want first, I grab a random item and start to devour it.

“The last time you looked this pale was months ago.” Bucky breaks me out of my thoughts. I can see him trying to decide if he wants to continue. “I’m worried about you. You started acting like you again once you stopped working out so much. Your eating never changed but you had more energy.”

“Bucky I am eating, see.” I take another bite of the sandwich. Please, I just need him to see that I am okay.

“It isn’t enough.” Bucky sighs and soothingly rubs my feet through the blanket. “If you keep doing this, you’ll have to eat all the time until maybe the afternoon, maybe. I know you and you won’t do that. It will slow you down.”

We sit in silence as I continue to eat. Bucky moves his hands to my calves next and I can feel more of my muscles loosen. His eyes seem far away in thought, not like earlier when he watched me eat. I wonder what he is thinking. I understand that not eating enough is dangerous, but I can’t help but feel like I am eating too much when I do. It has been a constant struggle since I was a teenager, and for the most part I felt like I was doing an okay job up until recently.

I try to imagine what it would be like if the roles were reversed. If I was the one having to beg him to eat enough, or to stop working out quite as much. I paint the picture of us sitting on his bed while I massaged out his muscles while I make him eat a plethora of foods. Seeing him on the ground because he is too exhausted to even crawl to his bed or for help.

“I’m sorry,” my voice comes out course and small. I can sense tears not too far behind.

“I know, doll.” Bucky gives me a little smile and his dazzling eyes find my own.

I finish all the food on the tray and set it to the floor beside the bed. Bucky comes up beside me and helps us both slip in under the covers. I cuddle into his chest and his warm arms engulf me to him. Forever safe in his embrace and it reminds me of things I already knew but needed to be reminded of. Bucky is the best man I could ever ask for… and I need to try to do better, not just for him but for myself too.

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