#my boyfriend has a baby blanket and I feel like I've almost. lost something by not having one.

[davy-zeppeli]

everyone in the work group chat talking about having their baby blanket or a plushie from when they were a baby and making me realise I just don't have any of that. and getting sad about it

[catluver3]

Wed. 9/4/2024 pt2

Writing is so fun! Well, I've written stuff in the past before.. From small snippets of my original characters to almost full blown stories!! I wish I had finished them but just like my art and everything in my life, I loose the motivation eventually. 

I'm at work now and it's a bit earlier than I would like to be here. My head hurts and I honestly just want to be back home, watching those 'lost media' documentaries on youtube. Recently finished one about some weirdo, I say 'I would never fall for something like that!' But the internet is just an endless spiderweb that grows with each second.. It's scary to think about it in a way.. It's cool, almost like space!
Talking about space, Sunday, I went to movies with my mom, sister, and my friend! We went to go watch the alien movie and it was so good. I definitely recommend it to anyone who still is indecisive about watching it!! It had the perfect amount of thriller in it and I absolutely fell in love with Andy, something about robots in movies squeeze at my heartstrings! The human/alien baby thing was honestly just disturbing... Had me on the edge of my seat ahah! 

It's slow once again at work, that's why I'm able to write another entry:3! I feel so tired if I'm being honest, I feel tired all the time after 3 pm. I just want my boyfriend if I'm honest, I want him to come by my work, to take me away to his house and just lay on his bed while I pet away at his cute little cat. 

The cat is so shy yet so cute to me, his fur is so soft like a silk blanket and his face is like a LPS toy head. Round and small with big eyes that just seem to stare into your soul! He rarely lets me pet him.. Always hiding away on the second floor or meowing away at the top of stairs, all I can do it coo at him. He also has a dog, such a big dog with the whitest fur. I'm not a big fan of dogs and if I'm honest.. I'm kinda eh on him after incident I had with him. 

I was laying face down on the bed and the dog jumped up, the nail went straight into my nose and cut the inside. I bled and cried to my boyfriend... I don't know why I cried? I mean it didn't hurt much but it did surprise me, my boyfriend was sweet to me after. Rolling me up in his blue blanket and cuddling me!! I love that, I love being babied and sometimes babying him!

If I didn't have to work, I would be the happiest girl ever! Well, I don't mind working. I just hate the customers.. I need to get my drivers license soon!! I've had so many weird encounters with people at work, mostly old men that just don't know how to shut their mouths! I've had one ask me if I could kiss my boyfriend with them? Like excuse me? I just didn't answer him but I did laugh awkwardly. Fuckers kept trying to find me the entire time they were sat down here! Like just eat your food, pay, and get out! 
My brain is currently working up so many things to talk about yet I can't seem to put everything into text! If I did, this would be like 20+ pages long! 
I wouldn't mind talking about my childhood but even then, I'm just now starting to actually remember it! I cried in front of my therapist talking about it and I still feel embarrassed just thinking about it.. I've always been such a big cry baby. Sucks but it makes me, me! 

See you tomorrow. :)

[lalaangeldust]

- 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 -

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 [ 𝟏𝐤 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ]

[ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ] : poor reader is too sad and stressed for their own good // 3rd years // fluffy fluff fluff // comfort // crying together // FLUFF- did I already say that?

[ 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ] : you've been having a rough time lately. juggling your upcoming graduation, testing and figuring out what hero agency you want to apply to is no easy task. it is very overwhelming and insanely draining, so much so that you feel like you don't even have the energy to get out of bed. good thing your lovely boyfriend, sero's there to save your day and cheer you up with his goofy smile like always <3

[ 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 ] : sero - orange // you - blue

[ 𝐦𝐲𝐤𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ] : this is very very much self indulgent. very much in my feels. i've been struggling a lot emotionally lately and this was v therapeutic :)

You open the door to your dorm sluggishly and slump your way onto your bed, letting your exhaustion get the best of you as you plop onto the mattress. You weren't even fully on it, with your body hunched over the edge, arms flung out to the sides and your legs dangling onto the floor you don't even bother to adjust to get comfortable. Instead, you just sit there still trying to fight off the pent up tears that have been building up throughout the entire day.

But try as you may, your faltering front shatters; the overwhelming feeling of defeat and utter helplessness engulfs you whole and before you can even realize it, endless streams of tears freely flow down from your cheeks and onto the sheets you have your face pathetically buried into. You clutch onto the blankets almost as if you were to let them go, you'd crumble under the pressure of your racing thoughts.

The past few weeks have been hell and you were in no way prepared to deal with the onslaught of tasks to do to prepare yourself for graduation. For the real world. Only recently has it finally hit you that you are now grown up, your childhood behind you with you rapidly moving forward and there is no way to go back. It would be an understatement to say you're scared. It would be an understatement to say you haven't even the slightest clue what you want to do with your life. You're expected to know so why don't you have it together?? Do you even want to be a hero..?-

Your door clicks open and though you can't see anything from your face being swallowed by your sheets, you feel the all too familiar presence of your boyfriend. You don't budge from where you lie, only tensing up tighter into a ball wanting nothing but to shrivel and shrink away.

"My love..?" Sero murmurs from the doorway seeing you curled on the edge of your bed. You merely whimper in response and not even a second passes when you hear Sero promptly drop something to the ground with a thud. Sounding along the lines of a grocery bag or two with items in them. He rushes to you and kneels down beside you.

"Baby, what's wrong, what happened?" he questions, his voice soft and comforting trying not to overwhelm you as he gingerly reaches out to rub your arm. You sniffle and let out a shaky breath as you try to briefly calm yourself. You slowly lift your head up to look at your worried lover, eyes red and puffy. The instant Sero sees your face, his heart shatters into pieces and his heroic instinct to protect you hits him like a ton of bricks.

You make eye contact with him but look away immediately when you see the worried look on his face, ashamed of how disheveled you feel and appear. You open your mouth to explain to Sero what happened, why you look and feel so hopeless but nothing comes out. Nothing but a choked cry as you throw your head into your hands to stifle your returning tears.

"Oh, fuck- baby please- uh, shit- is it ok if I touch you?" he stutters out, panicking, wanting to comfort you but unsure what your boundaries may be at the moment and he is completely lost in how to help you properly. You quickly nod your head, leaning into your boyfriend's direction and he wastes no time to wrap his strong arms around you, hugging you close to his body like his life depended on it.

You hide your face into his chest, losing what little control you had over yourself and you start sobbing hard against him.

"Hey, shhhh, hey it's ok, love. You're safe, you're ok. Let it all out," Hanta coos into you, cheek pressed against your head, hand running up and down your back comfortingly as he clings onto your trembling form with his other. Sero admittedly fights off his own tears from seeing you so distraught, hating how badly you're hurting right now and wanting nothing but to snatch it all away from you.

"Don't strain yourself, doll. Okay? Don't talk until you're ready," he murmurs, pressing a tender kiss on your forehead and he starts to softly rub the back of your ear, which is oddly comforting. You nod against him, sniffling as you cling onto his shirt.

After a moment, your sobs trickle out with no more tears left to cry and you start to feel the awful numbness that follows. You wipe your eyes with the heels of your palms as you lift your head with a long, wet sniffle, your sinuses clogged from crying so hard. Hanta gently brushed away your hands as he cups either side of your face with his and wipes away your tears with his thumbs. It doesn't prove to be very effective though, seeing as your whole face is smeared with them. With your eyes closed tight and your brows furrowed, you let out a long, shaky breath as you place your hand into one of his, squeezing it as you lean into his touch.

"Got it all out..?" Sero practically whispers, never once taking his eyes off of you. You nod pathetically against his palm, gnawing on your bottom lip as you attempt to regain control. You sniffle once again and realize that you desperately need a tissue as mucus threatens to leak out of your nose.

"I... need tissue," you whimper out.

"Of course, hun, anything you need," Hanta says, planting a kiss on your salty cheek before hesitantly rising to his feet, not wanting to leave you but his desire to get what he needs to take care of you outweighing it.

Sero then rushes to your bathroom. You hear the sink running as he shuffles around, something dropping with a loud thud and Sero cursing to himself as he continues to search around your bathroom which causes you to giggle a bit to yourself. Promptly, Sero hurries out the bathroom and back to you with a cup of water in hand, a damp rag in the other and a pack of tissues tucked under his arm.

Settling in front of you, Sero sits criss-cross and warmly invites you to sit on his lap. You crawl onto him, settling between his thighs while avoiding his gaze. You still feel a tinge of shame in the pit of your stomach for acting like that in front of him. Hanta gingerly grips your chin, tilting your head as he lifts a tissue to you your face. You pull away slightly, giving Sero a funny look as he was about to make you blow your nose, to which he softly chuckles at.

"Darling, I've changed the diapers of babies with explosive diarrhea. I think I can handle a bit of snot," he winks. You snort at his words, a feeble smile spreading on your face as you remember the sounds of Sero violently gagging through your face-time call while you cackle at the misfortune of his aunt tasking him with changing her child at their family gathering.

"There's that pretty smile~," he hums, "now, blow," Sero says with a mildly stern undertone as he presses the tissue to your nose. You hesitate, feeling a bit humiliated with how Hanta is taking care of you in a way you are in no way used to. But you give in, taking a deep breath before blowing out but feeling awkward doing so. You take the tissue from Hanta's hand to finish off clearing your nose.

Once you're finished, Sero takes the soiled paper from you and tosses it to the side, offering you another one but this time letting you blow your nose yourself. Now with a wet rag in hand, Sero holds your chin in his palm again and tenderly pats your eyes with the most gentle touch you didn't even know he was capable of. Your eyes flutter shut once again as you're comforted by the warmth of the rag washing away your salty tears and your boyfriend cradling your face in his hands.

Sero looks down at you on his lap with saddened yet loving eyes as you allow him to coddle you. Sero's glad you cried. Well- not glad you cried but glad you trust him enough to let your walls down in front of him.

"You know..." he spoke softly, "You're safe to be vulnerable with me, you shouldn't have to feel embarrassed for showing your emotions," he murmurs as he finishes off dabbing your face with the warm cloth. Your withdrawn demeanor has not gone unnoticed, Sero notices just about everything about you. He may not look it, but the guy is insanely observant. Frighteningly so.

"Mhm," you mumble, pressing your cheek against the palm that's holding you. You raise your hands to start gently caress Hanta's forearm with the pads of your fingers as you go on to speak.

"It's just- I... I've never felt safe expressing myself so I just bottle everything up... force of habit..." you snivel.

Sero rubs your cheek with his thumb, placing the damp rag down beside him before cupping the other side of your face with his free hand. Gently tilting your head up to look at him, he looks at you with kind eyes and places a tender kiss to your temple.

"I know I can't make that go away," he sighs, resting his forehead on yours, "but I want to make it clear that you should never, ever feel like you can't talk to me for any reason," he lifts his head up with a weak smile, "I'd be a pretty terrible boyfriend if I don't make you feel safe... or comfortable..." now it's your turn to place your hands on his face, cradling him in your palms.

"My love, you are anything but a terrible boyfriend. You have no idea how grateful I am for you..." you coo and Hanta melts in your arms. A stray tear trickles down his cheek, pooling at your thumb and you are quick to wipe it away.

"I- I'm sorry... It's just- I hate seeing you so sad..." he murmurs with a sniffle, "It's not that I pity you. I just- you are in no way deserving of the shit you go through and I'm angry- frustrated that I can't chase it all away for you..." he says with a shuddering breath.

Your heart clenches. Shaking your head vigorously, you burry your face into his neck and hug him close enveloping yourself in the earthy, grounding smell of his clothes.

"I'm ok, love. I promise," you whisper, tears threatening to flow out again, "I have you and that's all I need," Hanta returns your embrace, The smell of your hair products brings a comforting warmth as he holds you close and lets his cheek press against your head.

"Ok..."He sighs, caressing the back of your neck, "We can stay like this for as long as you need ok? I love you," he hums and you nod your head against him.

"I know, I love you too, Hanta," you say and Hanta smiles gently.

"Also... I brought some snacks if you want any...?" he questions, referring to the bags he dropped earlier. You pause for a moment and nod your head again.

"Snacks sound nice..." you whisper.

"Alright but um... you're gonna have to let go of me first," he chuckles.

𝒇𝒊𝒏 . ✩

"I imagine love with you feels like being lost

But knowing exactly where i am

Because anywhere with you is exactly where i should be

I'm not sure what my next love will look like

But i know we will love like we were the last two people on earth"

to the lover i have yet to find

[frickenfaded]

--SFW--

This is my first headcanon ever. It's kind of a headcanon anyway.. This is how I think the Feral Boys would react to (f!) Reader getting mad over something stupid while she's on her period.

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Dream

It was about midday and {Y/n} had to force herself to get out of bed to retrieve food. She decided she would get cereal and return straight to her blankets. Once in the quite kitchen, she reached up in a cabinet and grabbed a bowl, however she accidentally set it down way too hard and the brittle glass bowl shattered everywhere.

She was absolutely enraged. All she wanted was a bowl of cereal and *this* is what she gets? It didn't take long after to hear the thomping footsteps of her boyfriend coming down the stairs to see what the commotion was about. {Y/n} stood with her arms crossed, about to make a move for the broom. "Fucking damnit." She cursed, unbelievably mad at the smallest event.

Dream ended up beating {Y/n} to the broom, sweeping up the shards of glass that littered the tile. He was being extremely careful and thinking his words over before speaking. He knew she was in her period, and that meant she gets angered easily and doesn't like being clung onto by anyone during the week. However, he recognized that she still appreciates his presence.

He steps a little closer, giving a small forehead kiss to his girlfriend before resuming the cleaning. "Baby, if you want too, you can lay in my bed while I edit. I'll clean this up and bring you some cereal." He suggested. "How did you know I even wanted cereal?" She asked. "Because, that's normally what you crave." He answered. She thought for a moment before deciding to take him up on his offer. "Thank you, baby." She mutters before heading upstairs.

George

The relationship between {Y/n} and George was still fairly new, this being their third month together. Therefore, he still isn't exactly sure what his girlfriend needs during her special time of the month. However, he's sort of getting the idea. It's just a bit tricky for him to know for sure when she's going through it, because she doesn't tell a soul. She leaves them guessing, taking pride in it even.

But this time was a little different. She was laying down in bed, trying to read the book "Water for Elephants" by Sara Gruen, when the realization struck her that she was currently using her last (pad/tampon/other). She didn't want to leave her bed, much less her house. She angrily closed her book and slammed in down on the nightstand, thinking over her options in her mind.

George just happened to be passing by her door whenever she slammed her book. It startled him a little, but he entered her room nonetheless. Although she heard him come in, she refused to tear her focus away from her thoughts. George knew something was up a couple days ago. The possibility of her monthly happening was a thought, but he wasn't 100% sure.

"Is everything okay?" He asked, walking over to the edge of the bed before sitting down. "No." She immediately answers, crossing her arms over her chest. She still didn't really want to give in that easily, though. She still had her pride, despite her situation. "What happened?" He wondered. "Nothing." She replied, avoiding his careful gaze.

"C'mon, Love, we both know that isn't true." He says, softening his tone of voice. She almost instantly melts into his stare. She huffs out a breath, however desperate to keep her silence. He treads lightly, brushing a strand of messy hair from her face, whilst caressing her cheek in the meantime. She finally gives way, breaking through to him as if a dam just broke. "Fine." She states.

He smiles, knowing he won without asking the question that would set him up for failure. "I'm on my last (pad/tampon/other) and I don't want to leave the house." She explained. George breaks into a small fit of laughter. "Was it really something that simple? That's nothing compared to what I thought was wrong. But I can get you what you need, Love." He says, after narrowly avoiding a harsh glare. "Would you like anything else while I'm gone?" He wonders. "Hm.. Maybe some chocolate... Please." She answers. He nods before giving her a swift kiss.

Sapnap

Sapnap.. Is quite the special case, to say the least. He does n o t pick up on hints very well... Which leaves him very lost and confused when his girlfriend all of the sudden starts acting a lot different than normal and suddenly more distant with him. She didn't exactly mean too, it was just what happens during her period.

He was scared that he did something wrong because of this, but he couldn't come up with a reason why. Did he leave the toilet seat up? Maybe he accidentally ignored her? What if he forgot about something they were supposed to do? Dear God, did he forget their anniversary or her birthday or something? Despite what he thought he did, he wanted to try and "make things right."

He entered her bedroom as she watching a John Mulaney special on Netflix. He stood beside her bed. "Hey, could we play Pokémon together?" He asked. "No. I don't feel like it." She didn't mean to add the annoyed tone to her voice, but she did. She was just annoyed in general. "D-Did I do something wrong?" He asked, scared of her answer. It was then when she realized she was being short with him and distant.

She sighed, knowing she owed him an explanation now. "I'm sorry, Darling. I didn't mean to come across like that. I'm just... cramping really bad today, and I'm really really really craving some ice cream, but I don't want to get up either." She explains, rambling just a little bit. He blushes a little when he realizes what was going on, but he quickly retrieves some ice cream for the both of them, before joining her in bed and finishing the John Mulaney special together.

Karl

Manz is prepared. I'm talking, he's got a secret box in his closet filled with everything she may need, from pads, to tampons, to chocolates, to a heating pad, he has it all. He's so dedicated to making sure he does everything right that he has a period tracker app on his phone to know when she's about to start. Therefore, he knows when he needs to back up and give you some breathing room.

So one day, when his girlfriend got very upset just because her phone died, he knew exactly why. "Do you need absolutely anything? I brought you a chocolate bar." He says when he hears the ruckus from her room. She softens up almost immediately, always touched by the way he knows what to do and say.

"Thank you.. Could you plug my phone up, please?" She asks. He happily jumps on the simple task, despite her charger literally being right beside her. "And maybe... could we cuddle for a little while too?' She wonders. He smiles brightly. "Definitely." He agrees, before slipping in bed with her as they start to watch Hamilton for the third time.

Quackity

Quackity seems to think it's comedy gold whenever his girlfriend gets infuriated by the tiniest things. He was sitting on the couch, watching something on the T.V., while {Y/n} came out of her room for the first time since today. She came to get a snack herself, not wanting to bother her boyfriend much.

But what she failed to notice as she was walking through the Living Room, was the Thanos doll that Quackity completely forgot to pick up earlier. And of course, she stepped on the damned thing. She yelped, almost falling over thanks to the toy. In a fit of rage, she picked the doll up and stomped over to one of the open windows, throwing it as hard as she could into the outside world.

Quackity could not stop laughing from the moment she stepped on the plastic toy, now laughing harder than ever because of it. "Shut up! It's your stupid fucking fault the thing was left there anyway!" She cursed, clearly displeased. He didn't listen, of course. "I-I'm sorry." He said through his laughter. As much as she wanted to stay mad, his laughter was contagious.

She ended up bursting with laughter as well, their voices mixing like milk and honey in the atmosphere. {Y/n} joined Quackity on the couch, laying across his lap as he played with her hair, the two starting to talk about random topics. She always went through a few days on her period where she was just a little more clingy than the others, but Quackity just learned to accept that. He wouldn't say it exactly, but he did actually enjoy it.

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That's it for this one lovelies! As I mentioned, this is indeed my first headcanon ever and actual content post I've posted on Tumblr. Therefore, I hope it wasn't too shabby. I'll get the hang of things soon, but for now, if you'd like to read any other things I've posted, the list is short, because I am pretty new here, but this option is available to you though this link:

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[littledrummeraussie]

Hello and congratulations on 1k. I have a 🍭 request. I'm not sure if you have done a subspace, you probably have. I've read so many of your smuts, they are all *chef kiss*! But if you haven't, I would love for you to write a subspace one, because there is just not enough of those and I've read all of them, lol. And I just love hard dom! Ash and everything. Thanks for reading.

2. this is a bit of a mix between 😍 and 🍭, but could you maybe do something with how dom!ashton would take care of his sub when they’re really deep in sub space 🥺 like rambling/babbling on about how much they love him and being super clingy to him and being incredibly cuddly? tysm and ilysm, congratulations on 1k, I cant stress to you enough how much I adore your writing and how much I look forward to your posts! love you!!!!

3. Dom!ash and aftercare??

Thank you sweetie so much! ❤️ I hope you will like this one! I’m a bit unsure as subspace can be a really delicate thing, but I tried my best! I also got two other similar prompts so I’m just including them as well!

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warnings: dom!Ashton. sub!femreader. spanking. the smallest little bit of anal mention. consensual sex between two people loving each other. praises. subspace. aftercare.

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The hands holding you up on all fours slipped on the sheets, making you fall forward as Ashton’s palm came down on your ass once again, the sound of skin on skin echoing around the room. His other arm wrapped around your waist as he pulled your ass back against him, your nipples dragging against the fabric as he moved you the way he wanted to. You’ve lost count of his spanks, the orgasms he denied, the amount of time your body was ready for you to use your safe word, yet your mind made you push through just so you can hold on a little longer. You wanted this. You needed this. You craved the sweet torture your boyfriend was putting you through because you knew that at the end he will reward you for being his good girl. He will take care of all your needs and desires – you just had to hold on a little bit longer.

Ashton kept you in place, his strong hands curling around your hips and leaving bruises as he pulled his cock out of you, teasing the tip against your clit and entrance, lightly tapping it against your other hole, almost like a fleeting thought of what he could do to you in this state. You rubbed your face against the sheets to dry your tears, still trying to catch your breath after your latest ruined orgasm. Everything was hazy around the edges, like you couldn’t see your surroundings clearly, like the noises around you were fading to a muffled echo, like every touch on your skin was ice and fire, making you shiver, making you tremble, making you float.

You felt a hand stroke up your back, fingers lightly curling around the back of your neck, a thumb rubbing the top of your spine before brushing through your hair, loving and soothing. A sound left your lips, maybe a purr or breathy moan, or maybe a high-pitched scream, you weren’t sure. His voice was warm and caring, like a balm to your soul, like honey on a cold winter night – it could make you fall to pieces; it could build you up, just so he can pick you apart the next time, an endless circle of love and torture.

”Breathe, beautiful,” he curled a lock of hair around his finger, brushing it away from your forehead. ”You’re being so good to me. So perfect.”

”Sir–” your voice was scratchy, maybe from your begging, or screaming, or maybe when he made you suck his cock – maybe all of them. Your fists curled into the sheets, letting go of them as he rubbed your back and hair, grabbing them again as you’ve tried to stay present just for a few more moments, just until he gave you permission.

Ashton knew every little sign, every shiver and tremble, every movement, every bitten lips and furrowed eyebrows, every flicker of pain and pleasure flashing across your face, every tiny sound – he knew them better than the back of his hand. You were on the verge of subspace for so long, and he’s been keeping you on the edge as long as he could. The way you trusted him with your mind, body and soul made his heart beat quicker, made his head dizzy, made him love you beyond words. He was ready to give you everything – you wanted the stars? He will get you the stars, all of them, and put them up all over the living room so they were shining only for you.

”Shh, baby, you’re almost there,” his palms settled on your shoulders, sliding to your hips as he pushed his cock back inside you, giving you shallow thrusts until he found the perfect pace, one that made your toes curl and your whole body shake. ”You can let go. Wanna let go for me, sweet thing?”

You weren’t sure if your pleas left your mouth or if you only wanted to say them, if you only wanted to beg Ashton to let you finally come after everything he has put you through, or if you really did beg him in the end. One minute your body was shaking, pleasure running through every inch from head to toe, throat hurting from the sounds spilling out of you, and then – floating.

His body covered yours with his own, skin warm and sweaty as he curled around your back, prying the sheets out of your grip and instead tangling his fingers together with yours. His lips peppered small kisses all over your shoulder from the tip to the base of your neck, nuzzling the soft skin where your shared necklace rested around your throat, a reminder that you belonged to each other. Ashton’s fingers ran through your hair, lightly pulling your head back to kiss your temple, breathing his words against your skin.

”Hey baby, I’m here. I’m right here.”

A mumble left your lips, and he chuckled, whispering ”of course” before wrapping his arms around you, shifting both of you until he could lie back against the pillows, your body cradled against his chest, head tucked under his chin. Your fingers curled around his shoulder without you meaning to do so, trying to hold onto him as much as you could – feeling light like a feather was everything you’ve craved, but nothing could beat the comfort your lover gave you whenever he was close. Ashton hummed above you, finger drawing patterns on your back and waist, small hearts and suns and words of love, knowing this was the only way to let you know how he felt. You murmured something against his skin, and he shook his head lightly, pressing another kiss on your forehead, fingers brushing locks of hair behind your ear.

”Don’t rush, love. Take your time. I’m always happy to wait for you,” and as you made another sound Ashton continued. ”Of course not, beautiful. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be – just with you.”

Tears slipped down your face and you felt him brush them away, keeping up his quiet words and small talk as you slowly started to feel less fuzzy, picking up noises and shapes, colours and smells and taste, the feeling coming back to your fingertips as you curled them around the medal hanging from Ashton’s neck. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you up over him, palms cupping your jaw as your eyes finally focused on him, and you lightly knocked your forehead to his.

”There you are,” his voice was a caress, full of love and adoration. ”How are you feeling, love?”

”Loved,” you whispered, pressing a small kiss against the side of his nose before brushing your lips together. ”Cared for. Yours.”

”You still seem a little drowsy,” Ashton smiled at you, thumbs running over your cheeks. ”Do you want to cuddle and rest some more, or should we take a shower?”

”Cuddles sound good,” you sighed happily, burrowing your face into his neck as you let your weight rest against his body, and Ashton tugged on the blankets until he could wrap them around you.

”Sleep a little more, baby,” he cradled your head against his chest, fingers lightly tangling into your necklace at the back of your neck. ”I’m not going anywhere. I love you.”

You mumbled a series of love confessions against his skin, most of them not making too much sense, but they made Ashton’s heart beat quickly against your ear. The light thumping sound slowly made you fall asleep, and Ashton closed his eyes for a second, grateful for a love so special and wonderful, so his, so yours.

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Good morning

Bucky Barnes X Reader

Warnings: cheating, insecurities, lies, angst, misleading storyline?? This one is long

Summary: when Bucky stops texting his long distance girlfriend good mornings each morning she gets suspicious, going back to America to visit him she's in for a surprise she had never expected.

A/N: guess who's writing again? No one because no one guessed because like 3 people will read this and it will be dead forever *shrug* I feel like this storyline is really misleading so, sorry? Also AOS is a main theme for this but if you don't watch the show it really doesn't matter

This is Bobbie btw for anyone who wants to know what she looks like for this

It had been over a year since you had seen your boyfriend, well properly seen your boyfriend, moving back to England was a hard decision for you but you knew it was the best one, you knew that taking the promotion was the best thing you could do but your mind was still constantly plagued with insecurities and worries, but you knew Bucky wasn't like that, he could never? Could he?

It had started about 3 months ago, his usually cheerful morning texts which never failed to bring a smile to your face had stopped, almost ceased to exist, from his constant hey, baby! How's my gorgeous girl? To his babyyy! Wake uupp! It's been too long! Facetime me when you're free my pretty doll. his morning texts had fallen to a simple hey or I'm busy we'll talk later and the main fact he never bothered to text first anymore had caused your usual insecurities to skyrocket, why did he never have time to send you a simple hello anymore? Or more importantly who meant he didn't have the time?

Your phone buzzed as you say in bed, mind plagued by thoughts, you immediately shot up, hopefully Bucky had gone back to usual? Opening your phone you had found a simple text from your boss Phil 'meet me in the headquarters at 10', why was Phil in England? More importantly why did he need to see you?

Standing up you prepared yourself for the day to come.

"Hey y/n/n!" Your good friend and teammate Bobbi chirped as she brought you your regular morning drink

"mornin' Bob" you slurred out as you wrapped your coat around your frame tightly, shivering as you took in the very open windows.

"someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. Argh! No! Stop throwing things at me!" Hunter shrieked as Bobbi began throwing pillows at him.

"Wow, adorable couple" you mumbled as you took in the pair, after getting remarried the pair had fallen deeply in love once again, you wished you could have that but unfortunately being the director of S.A.B, shield associations Britain you barely had the time to speak to Bucky, yet alone the time to break up with him or move on, whereas normal couples may have fallen apart you were way to busy to even think about dating or parties or even making new friends, you stuck to your own lane.

"hunter! Barbra!" A familiar, fatherly voice boomed as the familiar figure of Phil Coulson stepped into the office, taking in the pair he hadn't seen since Russia "I thought you two were never coming back to shield?" He grinned happily

"we could never leave our dear y/n alone in a country! She's so far into work she hasn't even been shopping yet!" Bobbie exasperated "and please, Phil! Dont call me Barbra! Barbra is far worse than any possible nickname you could give me!" The blonde grinned cheekily

"Bobbie, stop being so dramatic, we went shopping last month!" You shook your head playfully as you took a seat at your desk, gesturing for Phil to sit opposite you beside Hunter -who had perched himself happily onto one of the plush leather chairs-

"I need you to come back to New York for a while" Phil stated softly

"what? Really? Ohmygosh nofreakingway!" You shrieked happily

"English, y/n/n!" Hunter playfully chided, wagging a finger at you as you practically glowed, you had missed your friends and especially Bucky.

"when?" You asked excitedly

"next month, I'm sending agent Piper to hold things down till you get back here" Phil smiled at the young woman, barely reached her late 20's and still so experienced yet full of life. A small smile graced his lips as he watched the h/c girl jump up and start rambling.

• time skipy•

The buzz of the quinjet filled your ears as you stepped off, e/c orbs wandered as you took in the familiar tower in which your boyfriend and some of your closest friends lived, sighing deeply you grabbed Bobbi's hand and quickly guided her to the doors

"nervous?" She asks over the low rumble of the quinjet ascending back into the air and back to the main s.h.i.e.l.d base. Turning your head to face Bobbi you opened your mouth to deny but quickly remembered how useless it would be- you knew the spy since s.h.i.e.l.d academy! She knows you better than you do and vice versa

"I don't know why, b! I mean I'm going to see some of my best friends AND my boyfriend!' you blurted out exasperated, anyone walking past might have looked at you like you're crazy but Barbara Morse was your best friend in the entire world and she had seen much worse than you screaming out into the rough winds.

"y/f/n" she stopped walking abruptly piping your linked arms backwards with her "has Bucky been acting weird with you?" She asked inquisitively, shrugging you immediately regretted not speaking to her about Bucky before, she would have helped. "Oh y/n/n; you didn't you tell me? No wonder you're so skitterish today! Whatever it is I'm sure it's nothing too big, Bucky loves you and I can even tell that without meeting the man! He's probably on a mission or something, he IS an avenger" Bobbi calmly rubbed your back as she spoke, guiding your hand to the identification scanners.

"thanks Bob, you always know how to make me feel so much better. I love you" you sighed dreamily, aiming to annoy the woman "oh you cow! Stop being so corny!" The blonde laughed aloud and she lightly smacked your hand, walking into the escalators you began calming your nerves, you felt like a giddy teenager going to her first date. And you hated it. The fact that a few stupid texts had lead you into this trivial paranoid stage had fully set into your mind. It was Bucky for god's sake! James Buchanan Barnes, the same James who stumbled over his words when asking you out, the same bucky who arrived an hour early to pick you up for said date and almost died when he realised, the same Mr Barnes who quit the avengers (although for 10 minutes) to be with you. He was your Bucky and you don't need texts to know that.

As the elevator doors pinged open you and Bobbie stepped out and into the large lounge which occupied the avengers.

Looking up Steve's mouth gaped open before jumping up and accidentally flipping the table over as he ran towards you "Y/N/N! YOU'RE HERE OH MY! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN SO LONG! I MISSED YOU!! AND IM SO SORRY ABOUT HOW HE-" Steve blabbered out as he squeezed hugged you tightly, barley taking in anything he was saying you were quick to end his ramblings

"'tevie! I've missed you and all but shhhh inside voices remember" you laughed as the soldier nodded looking like a lost puppy

"sorry y/n/n but I've missed my best friend so-" this was when Bobbie felt to make her presence known "hold up! Wait a minute! If anyone is y/f/n's best friend; it's ME. So sit down mate, she's mine" bobbie stated proudly, reminding you of your (then) puppy when meeting Bucky

Shaking your head you introduced Bobbie and greeted everyone else, sitting down inbetween Pietro and Wanda you looked around the room, the obvious man who wasn't in the room still plagued your mind "hey,guys where Bucky?" You asked with a small smile, the avengers a looked at you as if you'd grown 2 heads "what? Can't I see my boyfriend?" You laughed, greeted with silence you stood up "I check I'll check his room then?" You asked wearily before all but sprinting our the room, barely noticing how the room erupted and bob and Steve had run after you.

The elevator door closed as soon as you stepped inside, you were so confused, why was everyone so shocked? Especially when you called him your boyfriend? And Steve looked mortified! Taking a deep breath you stepped out and walked to your "boyfriends" door

"hmm yes buck!" A feminine voice sighed from the room as you neared it, stopping about a step away from the door you could almost feel the tears gathering in your e/c orbs, pushing them away you stopped to listen...not a sound came out, your mind must have been playing tricks surely!

Gulping a big breath of air you stepped forwards and opened the door quickly "Bucky! Surprise! I'm- Oh my god" your playful tone turned quiet and lifeless and you took in the scene Infront of you, bucky laying almost naked ontop of a scantily clad Natasha

•

Steve knew something was wrong the moment you asked for Bucky, why would she ask where Bucky is? Bucky had told the team he broke up with her to date Natasha MONTHS ago, then y/n called him her boyfriend and the entire team was stunned as it dawned onto steve.

Bucky didn't break up with his girlfriend, he was cheating on her with Natasha whilst the girl was off being a good person in England.

Steve quickly ran after his friend, Bobbie following shortly after as they attempted to keep up with the h/c girl, when the elevator doors closed quickly the man knew he was far too late.

"Rogers? Care to explain?!" Morse snapped as she stared up at the giant of a man

"buck...no" too in shock to believe Bucky, HIS Bucky would do this, words Jumbled and the man leaned against the wall awaiting the lift to come

"spit it out Rogers! If something is wrong with my best friend I need to know!" Barbara placed a hand onto the blondes arm, staring into his eyes as she searched for answers

"Bucky said they broke up, he's been seeing natasha since October"

•

Bucky knew he'd messed up, quickly scrambling off of natasha and throwing the blanket over her barely clothes body the ex assassin stared up at his girlfriend...well ex now he guessed

"you... little...I can't even.." you gasped out as you stepped back into the hallway

"y/n! Baby no!" He cried running after you

"OH FUCK OFF BARNES" your calm yet betrayed tone turned Malicious as you turned too him in a rage and screamed, the other avengers at this point had caught up and we're watching shocked, they had seen your angry side of the field or in life or death situations (or scariest of all, during monopoly) but never had you ever screamed or raised your voice at any of them and here you were fists clenched and body shaking as you stated at the man Infront of you.

"YOU ARE HONESTLY THE MOST EVIL MAN I'VE EVER MET! WHILST IM OUT THERE WORKING SO HARD FOR SHIELD YOURE WHORING AROUND WITH THAT SLAG?!" You screamed, natahsa at this point had stepped out and stared at you in shock

"Hey! You want a punch, bitch?!"

"she's not a slag!" The pair yelled at the same time, this just fueled your rage.

"OH FUCK OF! DON'T KID ANY OF US NATASHA YOU SLEEP YPUR WAY THROUGH LIFE AND YOU BARNES IM SURPRISED YOU EVEN GOT NATASHA SEEING AS YOURE SO FUCKED UP I'M EVEN SURPRISED YOU GOT ME!" you had no idea where this was coming from but rage and pain from all these few months had come crashing down on you

Feeling a familiar and protective arm wrap around your shoulders you expected the figure to pull you away, or hug you, or calm you but no- Barbra Mose does NOT tolerate betrayal and most certainly not when it's directed at her best friend

"you're surprised? Babes, the whore has probably slept around with half the world, i mean the cheap cunt probably had to flash her saggy boobs and that bitch ran to her with open arms" Bobbie stated, her voice strong and insulting yet everyone without even knowing this woman could tell that she was about to commit a murder.

"let's go, hun" bobbie stated, your energy gone as you pushed through the team behind you, however you stopped and turned to see that Bucky and natasha, although looking guitly had traveled to eachother, you turned back to face them and took menacing steps towards them, as soon as you were in range of the pair you cocked your fist back and bought it to the throat of your boy- your ex.

"bye Barnes, rot in hell with this demon of a woman"

And with that you called Phil, you wanted to disconnect the avengers from the S.A.B and told him that you would be extending your trip; it was time to step up as director, you were here now and your job was to make sure Sheild is at the top, and no sex obsessed dick of an ex is gonna break you.

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Okay it's so bad I know but the first parts were in my drafts for so long and I need to start writing again, I accidentally deleted my Steve imagine AND the first Bucky imagine so I'm trying to get those back but I'm also trying to actually right again. No one's gonna read this I know but it was a fun idea I had that strayed far, plus as long as I like my writing I'll keep doing it and maybe I'll do a part 2? Idk

[ddaeng-181338]

Cold | 03

Wolf AU

• Min Yoongi x Reader

• Enemies to Lovers

Yoongi hated you the moment you joined the pack and that was that

Cold MasterList

Warnings - this chapter contains mentions of Physical and Mental abuse as well as implied sexual abuse

You were curled up on Namjoon’s bed—fluffy blanket snuggled around you as he typed away on his laptop. It was about 10:30 that night and you were waiting for him to finish so you could talk. “Joonie, what are we going to do.” He didn't reply but you knew he heard you. You sighed and rolled over so you were on your back, eyes staring up to the ceiling as you tried to wrap your mind around the whole situation.

“At this point the best thing we can do is keep you hidden here. I mean it's not like you’re leaving us but you get the point. Jinyoung will give up eventually.” You shivered at his name. Jinyoung, your psycho ex boyfriend who was hell bent on getting you back. You had fled from his pack about 9 months ago when you found out they planned on killing humans for the fun of it.

“Joonie...he’s going to find me, and I don’t know what I’ll do when he does.” You felt hopeless when you talked about him, like a permanent thorn stuck in your side. “And if he does find you I’ll be ready.” Your heart ached for a moment and you rolled over again. “I don't want any of you getting hurt. Namjoon we have to tell another member, we can't keep this amongst ourselves.” He leaned back from his laptop, eyes looking heavier than usual.

“Do you think it would be smart to tell Jin hyung?” You thought about it for a moment—the eldest of your pack was also one of the strongest, even though he was an Omega— “Yeah, he knows something is up Joonie, it would be good to let him know.” Namjoon rubbed his eyes for a moment and stretched back, “I’ll go grab him.” You watched him get up and stride towards his bedroom door, opening it and closing it with a soft click.

This is all so fucked up. He will find me eventually, but I can't let them get hurt because of him. I won't let him hurt them. You hated him for everything, the mental abuse—the sometimes physical abuse— you had been nothing but a toy to him, a pretty little omega for him to take all his frustrations out on.

You heard two sets of footsteps reach the door and you sat up, keeping the fluffy blanket snuggled around you as Jin and Namjoon walked through the door. Namjoon returned to his original seat in front of his laptop, Jin on the other hand sat down on the edge of the bed. “So you two are going to finally explain yeah?” His voice shook slightly and it made your heart quicken. This was something he wanted to know so bad—but you could tell he was terrified of what you were about to say.

“You want me to tell him Y/n?” You shook your head “it's best if i tell him Joonie.” You watched Jin nervously, his hands were clamped together and his head was dipped slightly. “Are you okay hyung?” Jin didn't look up “i don’t know, i just I’m terrified for what you’re about to tell me y/n, you’re like a little sister to me I…” his voice cracked a little and you moved forward, wrapping him in a tight hug.

“Okay so, about 9 months ago I ran away from my old pack. They were brutal, to everyone and everything. I stuck with them cause i had nowhere else to go. The main reason i left was because of that they planned to do. Start killing humans for fun. That was the last straw for me really. Now why it's such an issue is because of one alpha in particular. The leader of the pack — Jinyoung— who is also my ex-boyfriend.” You could here Jin’s sharp intake of breath. “He abused me mentally, sometimes physically. And now that i've left he is determined to find me again.”

A silence settled among the three of you for a few minutes — you felt relief at finally being about to share your story with someone other than Namjoon. Finally he looked up. “I’ll kill that bastard Y/n, I’ll kill that bastard for everything he has done to you.” You felt your eyes well up, the fierceness in his tone was laced with so much love for you it nearly brought you to tears. You leaned forward again, hands coming around to circle his neck as he pulled you into his lap. You relaxed into his embrace, the familiar smell of vanilla calming your nerves.

“You get why I’m so protective of her now hyung? I found her on my last hunt, wandering through the woods trying to find shelter.” You buried your head in Jin’s neck this time, tears spilling over as the memories of that day flooded your mind. Jin began rocking you slightly, as if you were a newborn baby that needed comfort—and you were thankful for it.

You felt the fuzzy blanket you’d previously abandoned be wrapped around you as he pulled you tighter to his chest. “So what are we going to do.” You couldn’t see him but you could feel him, Namjoon’s eyes staring at your back as he thought of what you could do. “I...still don’t know, it is kind of a waiting game.” Jin sighed, rubbing soothing circles on your back as your tears finally slowed.

You didn’t want to leave his embrace so instead of talking you kept your face buried in his neck, letting your eyes close again. “I’d hope he’d give up eventually, once he realizes he can’t have her.” That will never happen, he won't stop until he finds me. Unless we kill him first…

Again silence filled the room and you peaked up for a moment, seeing that Namjoon was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed. Jin looked down at you and smiled softly, thumb coming up to wipe away the tear stains on your cheeks. “Hey princess.” You smiled a little at that. “Should i just change my name to princess?” A soft giggle left your lips and all the worries you had melted away from your body.

“No cause they’d we’d have to think of another nickname.” It was Namjoon this time, sitting up normal and watching the two of you fondly. “I think we can call it a night too, Jin hyung—please don’t tell anyone else.” Jin nodded while you got off his lap, stretching your legs and arms out after hugging him so tightly. You leaned forward to place a kiss on his cheek and he smiled softly at you. “I think I’m going to go up to the roof, get some air and watch the stars.”

“I think I’ll head to bed” Jin stood up, mimicking the stretches you did before saying good night to both of you and heading out. “If you’re going to the roof y/n be careful. I’ll be right here so if anything happens…” you cut him off “call you.” He nodded and turned around to face his laptop once more, I wonder who he could be talking too.

You slipped on your running shoes at the front door, as easy as going out barefoot would be — you could never be too sure. The front door opened with a click and cool air met your heated skin. You were wearing pajama shorts and a long sleeve shirt, so the cool air against your legs was more than welcome. You headed down the steps, eyes trailing over the edges of the woods that surrounded your pack’s home. Nothing...no scent of him either.

You climbed the ladder to the roof easily, letting your legs dangle over the edge once you settled yourself against the angle of the roof. I won’t let Jinyoung get to them. I won’t let him hurt them. And I’ll sure as hell never let him hurt me again. You let your back fall completely against the roof, your eyes trailing up to look at the stars above you-sparkling softly down on the world.

You didn't know when your eyes has shut but you woke up with a start—shooting forward as if you had just woken up from a nightmare. An all too familiar scent hit you like a slap to the face — lemon — your head shot around as you tried to find the source of it. No no no no you’re kidding, he couldnt have found me…

You began to get up, fully prepared to sprint back into the house. Still no sign of Jinyoung anywhere but his scent was everywhere. It wasn’t a cleaning supply lemon scent — more of a lemon drop scent. Something sweet and intoxication—something you used to be obsessed with only ten months back. Now however that smell made you recoil. An involuntary growl left your lips — it seems the omega wolf in you was feeling the same as well.

You moved for the ladder, everything in you screaming to get inside and get to Namjoon— but you froze. Eyes going wide as you turned around to see him standing just ten feet away from you. “Found you y/n.” You stared at him—to shocked to really say much of anything. “What is it darling? So shocked to see me that you lost your words.” Your head nodded — Move y/n fucking move you idiot, yell do something come on!

“Fuck you Jinyoung.” Smart y/n. He seemed unfazed by your outburst, if anything you could tell he hoped for more. “I mean should i remind you just how much i made you screa—“ your heart quickened as you knew what he was about to say “Shut up Jinyoung, finish that sentences and I’ll kill you.” He snorted, taking a step towards you. “If you could kill me y/n you would have done it before you ran away.”

You backed up, you needed to run. “You’re right, I would have Jinyoung, but honestly I was more concerned with getting the fuck away from you.” You were almost at the ladder, you couldn’t use it— no he would expect that from you. Just keep luring him on and then jump. I… but how do i keep him from getting in the house. I’ll...fuck I’ll have to run for the woods. “Why don’t you join me again huh darling? I treated you like a queen, gave you everything you could ever want. Not to mention i made you feel so…” you cut him off with a growl. “Don’t fucking act all sweet and innocent Jinyoung, you know what you put me through. I don’t give a fuck about anything you say.”

He seemed to stiffen slightly, eyes darkening as a deep growl left his lips. “What was that little omega? Talking back to your alpha? Your future mate?” At the word mate you felt your stomach churn, without a second of hesitation you jumped off the roof, landing into a roll before sprinting towards the woods. You knew the moment he growled the talking was over, an now with adrenaline pumping through you — you were more than ready to put up a fight.

You glanced behind you for a moment to make sure he was actually after you and you weren’t running like a fool through the woods. Sure enough he was after you, feet flying as he tried to catch up to you. You had an advantage though, you knew these woods like the back of your hand. You lunged over a fallen over tree and yelled as your foot slammed awkwardly unto the ground.

You fell forward but caught yourself and tried to keep going, pain shooting through your ankle as you did. Fuck I sprained it , of course. You moved faster, fighting through the pain as you sprinted for the river. You wanted to throw him off and have him lose your scent. If you could confuse him and get back to the house and wake Namjoon you’d be okay.

You could hear the river in the distance and pushed yourself harder, you could hear him behind you now, his breath ragged as a growl seemed to constantly try to rip from his throat. You waited for the right moment before veering off in a sharp left, leaving Jinyoung to plow forward and giving you plenty of time to put more distance between the two of you. You were almost by the rivers shore when you dove, sliding ungracefully down the bank and into the water.

You submerged yourself completely and moved down the river slowly. You kept your eyes and nose about the water and scanned the area for him. Within fifteen seconds he came running, skidding to a halt by the banks and searching around frantically. You held yourself still — careful not to make any movement or noise. “Damnit!” His voice echoes through the forest and you suppressed the shutter that almost left you.

You watched him prowl up and down the river bank, you kept yourself closer to the opposite shore, eyes trained on his form. He was radiating anger and it terrified you. Had it not been for the water around you he probably would have caught your scent. “I know you’re out there y/n, I know you can hear me. I’ll be back for you darling. Trust me.”

You watched him stalk off into the woods again and didn’t move. You were frozen — literally and figuratively— you weren’t willing to move. You had no way to contact Namjoon and you were convinced he was still lurking someone amongst the trees. You moved slowly towards the other bank, slowly bringing yourself out of the water. You couldn’t smell him at all, and couldn’t pick up on any movement either.

You made it to the banks of the river and collapsed — pain shooting up your leg as you finally remembered your sprained ankle. You looked down and saw that it was swelling a little, the cold water probably helping — but now that you were walking on it the irritation began to spring forth. “God damnit, what am I going to do? Walking on this will only make it worse.”

You thought for a moment, eyes moving rapidly to make sure he wasn’t around. After you were sure you struggled to get up, balancing all pressure on one foot as you hobbled towards the trees. You couldn’t even make it far. You fell again, this time slicing open your palm on a jagged rock. That’s when the tears came, you flopped down on your back.

Tears falling freely as you stared up at the stars. “This has to be some fucking nightmare. This has to be a joke — I’m dreaming , I’m dreaming I’m—“ your own tears stopped you as you cried harder. You felt hopeless— “maybe it would be better if he did take me — at least I wouldn’t be bleeding and in pain.”

You weren’t sure if it was because of the Adrenaline wearing off, or the pain in your ankle. Hell maybe it was the blood loss. But you started to feel yourself slipping away— your vision darkening until nothing was left.