#ring schwartz x reader

[sunshine-and-her-ikevil-stuff]

18+, MDNI

Imagining playfully flirting with Ring, not really meaning anything by it, but it means the world to him. And you keep giving him more.

Thinking he's cute, loving his reactions when he gets flustered, so you keep telling him how handsome he is. Touching his shoulder and gently holding his hand. Each time his face turns red and he does his best to look unaffected. Honestly being more interested in one of the Crown, but not minding having some fun with Ring.

Little do you know that every single romantic gesture means so much more to him than you could possible imagine. His heart beats out of his chest and he thinks it must be real love. That he must be in love, and that you must be too. Why else would you look into his eyes so sincerely, and look so happy when you saw him, and rest your hand on his chest?

It's on a whim when you kiss him. Cupping his cheek with your hand so softly and how he immediately turns pink and his eyes light up. How could you not press your lips against his? And steal his first kiss. Something happens in his brain. And you're suddenly the one.

It's all fun and games until one day your teasing escalates far too quickly. But it's perfectly fine. You were alright with a one-night stand with him. But something in him snaps when you sink yourself onto him and take his ultimate first. And you finally notice this time.

He's thrusting fast into you. Panting in your ear. Going at a feral pace. Possesively wrapping his arms around you. For the first time, he's not shy and you aren't in control. It's all you can do to hold him as tight as you can, the one thing grounding you, as you whine his name over and over and your eyes widen from the intensity. He kisses your ear, whispering how he knew you were the one. How he's so lucky to have you and is never going to let you go. How he can't wait to marry you.

Probably accidentally inspired by this post

[sunshineneedsaplacetokeephernsfw]

Day 26 | Against the Wall - Ring

Kinktober masterlist

Gender-neutral reader (genitals not specified)

Word count: 1.7k

18+, possible ooc (I don’t read JP), against the wall, loss of virginity (Ring), penetrative sex, minimal editing

A/n: based on one event in JP. Sorry it's a little late

You did your best to brief Ring when you learned he would be going on a mission with you and offer gentle encouragement 

“It shouldn't be too hard. Just listen in for information. Hopefully you have a better memory than me.”

The target was going to be at a love hotel for privacy, but you got the room next to the one he'd be in.

He nodded. He seemed nervous this whole time.

“I… don't know, but my memory is good,” he said.

You tried to think of something else to say. “Missions like this are actually surprisingly common.” You laughed. “Where I have to pretend to be lovers with someone.”

His eyes widened a bit. “Y-you've done… this with Crown before.”

“Yeah. It's kind of funny, but they're surprisingly fun. Just try not to think about it and you'll be fine.” It felt strange for someone else to be new at Crown missions.

He nodded.

The other villain that had gone with you already parted to complete his part of the mission, leaving you and Ring to complete this less dangerous part.

The two of you walked to your room. Ring walked stiffly next to you. You offered him an encouraging smile. It was small, but he smiled back.

Just before you reached the door to open it, someone came around the corner. Your eyes widened as you saw the person you'd be listening in on. His eyes met with yours for a brief second.

You quickly turned away and calmed your beating heart. Just act normal. Pretend you and Ring were lovers and you wouldn't have anything to worry about.

You took Ring’s hand, opened the door and pulled him inside.

Your heart beat out of your chest as you locked the door and pulled out your notebook and pen. Notebook and pen in hand, you walked to the wall.

“You came prepared.” Ring said.

You nodded. “Didn't want to forget anything.”

“Make sure no one sees the notebook.”

“Right.”

It was strange not having someone from Crown there. You could do this. You pressed your ear against the wall. He did the same.

You waited for a moment. It was quiet. The other person he was meeting probably hadn't gotten there yet. But it still felt a little too quiet. You couldn’t put your finger on why it felt off.

Your eyes widened.

“It’s too quiet,” you said to Ring.

“Huh? I don't think he's meeting got there ye-”

“No. He saw a couple go into the room next to him. And we're quiet. If we’re really a couple then why would we be so quiet?”

His face changed as if he realized the same thing. “C-couples… sometimes spend time together quietly, right?”

“Not when they go into a love hotel.”

You watched the wall as you bit your lip. Would the person in the next room have already gotten suspicious or did you have time?

“So…” you awkwardly started.

“Should we… fake… those noises.” His face grew red and he looked away.

“Maybe?” How hard would it be to fake it? “But if it's not convincing enough we'll just be more suspicious.”

“R-right.”

Neither of you said anything for a moment. An idea crossed your mind and you shook your head.

“We- You don't have to, especially if it would make you uncomfortable. I don't think you'd- We can take our chances,” you stumbled over your words.

“No, I can,” he swallowed, “do it.”

“You sure?” You moved in closer and looked him in the eyes.

They flickered and his face was a bright red. You could almost feel the heat of it on your own face.

“Y-y-yeah. O-of course. I’ve done it a lot of times.”

You tilted your head. Your hand went up to cup his cheek. His wide eyes landed on yours. Your thumb caressed his skin.

“Alright. Just take deep breaths. And if you change your mind at any point, let me know,” you said.

Your hand slid down to his shoulder and arm. You rubbed it soothingly. On a whim, you took his hand into yours and pressed it into your chest. His breath hitched.

“It’s okay. Just do what feels right. You don’t need to think about it.”

Your other hand went up to his hair and combed through it. He shuddered and leaned into your touch. He swallowed and his hands went down to his belt. He already had a tent in his pants.

You gently touched his hands and he stopped.

“You don’t have to rush.” You stared into his eyes and felt the urge to get closer. “Can I kiss you?”

His eyes went wide and you thought he stopped breathing for a second. “Y-y-yes, you can,” he squeaked out.

You closed the distance and your lips gently met his. His skin was hot. You pulled him closer. He movements were clumsy, but you slowly coaxed him into relaxing a bit.

His arms wrapped around you. You felt him pressed against your thigh. He gasped and his hips stuttered. You took the opportunity to slip your tongue into his mouth. His body trembled and his hands grasped you tighter.

His tongue tangled with your, messy but desperate. Leaning in like he wanted more. Your hands went to your clothes to start pulling them off. They fell off and pooled at your feet. His hands tentatively grazed your bare skin.

He pulled back. His eyes gazed over every inch of you. 

“You look-” he trailed off.

You smiled and lowered your shoulders invitingly. He faltered for a second. His fingertips lightly grazed your neck. His eyes went down to the space between your legs. His blush deepened, but his eyes kept flickering over to it like he couldn’t hold in the curiosity.

He took your hand and started to lead you to the bed.

“Wait,” you whispered when you suddenly remembered why you were doing this in the first place. “We’ll need to be able to hear.”

Both of your gazes flickered between each other and the wall. Within a second he was in front of you and your back was pressed against it.

He hastily pulled down his pants. His underwear remained. The material was straining and you were able to make out his shape. Your hand went to it and experimentally rubbed. He let out a loud, breathy moan. The muscles in his arms tensed. You watched. He really did look strong.

He picked you up. You yelped and wrapped your arms and legs around him. His lips pressed and pulled at the skin on your neck. You let out little moans. You felt yourself grow warmer.

You rolled your groin into his. He let out a long whine.

Your eyes widened when you realized your could hear talking from behind the wall. You did your best to pay attention, but it was hard with his lips on the pulse of your neck and his bulge grinding into you. Moans fell from your lips as the pressure built in you.

He let out a loud groan. His hips shuddered against you and the material of his underwear felt damp.

You looked down. “Did you…?”

“No!” He said a little too fast. “I can keep going.”

As if trying to prove it, he kept kissing up your neck and lightly grinding against you. Like he was trying to make you feel good. His body trembled. His strong hands dug into the flesh of your rear to keep you up against the wall. Your breath shook and you rubbed your hands up and down his back.

He adjusted to hold you up with one hand while the other went between you to rub where you were burning up. You bit your lip as he felt you experimentally, like trying to map you out. He rubbed a spot that made pleasure shoot through your body and a moan vibrated in your throat. Then he pulled it back and grinded more against you.He kept going until you felt him get hard again.

His fingers slipped beneath the hem of his underwear. He pulled it down. It bobbed before he pressed it against you. It was warm against your pulsing entrance. He slowly pushed in and hissed. His teeth bit into your shoulder.

It slowly stretched you out and you held on tighter to him. His whole body tensed. He kept going inch by inch, lightly pushing in and out until he was fully in you.

You were both panting. You swallowed. You felt so full. He was sweating and looked like he was going to explode. You could nearly feel his heartbeat. His head hung and he looked you in the eyes. Something in them looked so vulnerable.

A few more breaths and he started moving. Loud moans fell from his mouth.

The room felt like it was burning up. He dragged along your walls. Your back rubbed against the wall. Your arms wrapped around him tightly, using him as an anchor.

He threw his head back. His face was bright red. You buried your own face into his neck. His breath hitched and you felt him twitch in you.

You kept bouncing up and down on him as he thrusted up into you. Your legs pulled him closer against you.

He hit the spot that made pleasure Bloom throughout you again and again until the pressure snapped.

A moan ripped from your mouth as you came down on him. Your muscles trembling and spasming around him. He grinded his teeth and hissed.

He thrusted up one more time. Heat spilled into you.

His forehead pressed against the wall next to you. Your skin still burned as you panted and your body slowly cooled down.

“Thank you. That was good,” you eventually said while panting. Sweat clung to your body.

“No, thank you.”

You nodded. “No problem.” You looked over at your forgotten notebook. “Can you hand me the notebook?”

He reached for it and the pen and gave it to you.

You wrote down everything you could remember. You showed it to him and smiled. “We got it.”

[fairylibe]

yandere.ᐟ vogel × reader head canons.

660 words. yandere themes. may be ooc. features: darius vogel, nika schwarz, ring schwarz.

꒰ summary ꒱ what if an interest turned into something… more?

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ darius 𖦹 vogel ೀ 🪽

was this so-called “love,” or maybe it was a twisted obsession? regardless he had fallen too deep with (…or was it “for”?) you to go back to a point before he knew you — far too deep.

admittedly, it was initially just an interest he had toward you. he wanted to get to know you, as you were crown’s fairytale keeper.

but it was as he was getting to know you, as he spent time with you, that he came to a realization.

although the whole of humanity is inherently flawed, there was one exception: you. maybe it was because, while you remained grounded, you also remained pure. while you looked kind, there was still a gentle fire in your eyes. everything about you was a perfect balance.

even if you weren’t cursed, he felt you were fit for his “family” — and more.

because you were the one and only perfect being in his eyes; that must be why he was drawn to you. the fact he could be so close to that one perfect thing was enough to send shivers, an illusion of “love.”

“ this world has no need for those impure souls who steal the bird’s song away. i will rid the world of all of them, so won’t you sing for me, fairytale keeper? ”

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ nica 𖦹 schwartz ೀ 🍒

he normally wasn’t one for much deep affections, so what was it with you that made him think about you so often? maybe it was because even when he would act friendly with you, your reactions felt so… genuine.

yes, those reactions felt so raw — he almost couldn’t believe it himself. whenever you two ran into each other, he would casually greet you, calling you “robin” and teasing you. he gets more of a kick every time you make a retort, claiming it’s worth teasing you (playing with you). he enjoyed making you dance atop his hand.

but despite being the one teasing you, it almost seemed as though you would sometimes play with his feelings as well, making him feel something between love and bitterness.

so he would hold your hand, and play with your feelings in turn, like he would a toy. so that if you fell in love with him, he could watch you pine in an unrequited love.

he may not be able to reciprocate your feelings, but at the very least, you can fall into a bitter warmth together.

“ i told you that all you have to do is not hold my hand, but if you’ve taken it of your own will, won’t you become my plaything? until there’s nothing left to lose, for me… and for you, robin. ”

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ring 𖦹 schwartz ೀ 💍

there is no such thing as being too protective when it comes to ring. at first, he had tried to push you away, because what reason was there for you to get close to him? if dari had ordered him to kill you, he would do exactly that.

and yet, you had reached out a hand to him, asking for a friendship. nika had warned him — “you can’t make friends with them, ring” — and yet the hand that reached out to him seemed so warm and gentle…

it was a somewhat fragile friendship, and it felt like a single word from dari or nika could shatter it to a million pieces, seeing as you two were in different organizations. and yet, you had shown him so many firsts.

eventually, he became scared, anxious, even. what was this feeling?

he wanted to protect this friendship he had with you, he wanted you to show him more and more “firsts,” he wanted to protect you.

“ if dari orders me to kill you someday… i would still do it. that wouldn’t change — i owe him my own life. but, if that were ever to happen, i would kill a part of myself after for you. ” if he were to remember you, would you show him more firsts after the last?

fin.

꒰ tag list . ꒱ @drachonia @weepinglycoris @letter-from-afar @.comment to be added or removed!

[weepinglycoris]

The Many Sides of Ring Schwartz (Ring x Reader)

Seeing Ring’s face contort in such a way you didn't expect it to, it elicits a reminder.

(I got overwhelmed /pos seeing Ring’s grin like. Me when the twins are twinning. Have a short shot I made without much thought because I still have exams tomorrow LMAO)

Disclaimer: This is just a short oneshot I made for an unreleased character in a span of about an hour. Please don't take the characterization too seriously as this is just for fun. No pronouns mentioned.

Warnings: None

WC: 818

Dividers by: @/saradika-graphics

“Are you alright?”

“…Huh?”

Things happened so fast, you didn't even realize that you found yourself being cradled in the strong arms of your partner. Mind still reeling from getting carried by Ring then gently placed down onto the ground, your eyes meet his as he knelt to your level.

“You're not hurt, are you?”

You looked down at yourself, then checked for any injuries by moving your limbs around. Nothing hurt, thankfully.

You then look at Ring’s expression, seeing the worry wash over his usually stoic face and suppress the urge to pinch it.

“I'm okay, don't worry.”

The moment you said that, relief replaced the worry in him and he nodded, reaching out to give your head a few awkward pats in an attempt to soothe you even if the surroundings haven't even sunk in.

“Good. Next thing is…”

You thought that it was adorable that Ring would be so expressive, it was like he wore his heart on his sleeve no matter how hard he tried to hide it by acting tough. Even as he was labeled as a guard dog, to you, he was like a lost puppy.

But then, you see it.

It was as natural as the subtle movement of his chest as he breathed. The expression that you found so lovable earlier had contorted, and you could've sworn you were looking at his twin as his eyes narrowed. His lips twisted into a smile that looked far too different from what you were used to, yet it felt like it had always been there.

…Perhaps you were just being ignorant of it.

“Stay here. I'll be right back.”

Ring stood up after turning away from you, and you could see the people that tried to hurt you let out terrified noises akin to a rat’s squeaks as they backed away from him. Watching his figure after that particular expression made you feel like he was a whole different person, and it was at this time that you remembered…

Ring is a part of Vogel.

The sides of himself that he would awkwardly share with you were only reserved for you. The times he would become flustered at your friendly gestures, the curious glint in his eyes as you would introduce new things to him, the little smiles he would have on his face after enjoying the time he spent with you…

…Others outside of his circle would never have that luxury.

For they will only see the cold, cruel way the fangs of a predator will dig into their necks with an unchanging apathy.

Swiftly, Ring took them out before they could even beg for their lives, and you could only remain where he had put you down, heart beating wildly to the sight.

It didn't take long for him to finish his retaliation, but as soon as he could tell that things were finally quiet, Ring turns back to you and returns to your side, kneeling in front of you again and preparing himself to carry you.

“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to show you that sight…”

It took you a second to respond, but you found the voice back in your throat again as the foreboding sense of danger he emitted had dissipated and he was back to being concerned for you.

“…No, it's okay.”

You took at good look at his face, seeing there was a drop of blood that stained it. Taking out a piece of cloth from your pocket, you reach out to wipe it off before putting it back. Ring makes a small, puzzled sound at your gentle gesture.

“What was that for?”

“You had some blood on your cheek.”

It may be messed up, but you felt your own lips turn up to a smile at the sight of his confusion. He also took a second to process what happened before opting to continue lifting you into his arms.

“H-Hey-!”

“…You're weird.”

“What's that supposed to mean?”

Ring doesn't answer, but you can pick up the small huff of amusement that he lets out and you feel your pulse quicken as he begins to walk.

“…Let's get you checked in case.”

“Ugh, I told you, I'm fine…”

“In case.”

You petulantly scoff at him as you crossed your arms, but you can never deny the sense of warmth you felt bloom in your chest with the careful way he treated you.

Ring had many sides to himself, and you can't help but find them all endearing and attractive. From the fangs he bares at others to the shy, almost lost eyes he would exclusively show you. Oh, and probably his twin and leader as well.

My writing is rusty asf so please forgive me I really just had to make this,, but I love Vogel sm I'll probably make brainrot of Nica and Darius next!!!

[queers-gambit]

Simple, Easy, Effortless

prompt: ( requested ) from across the dance floor, Felix locks eyes with you and is instantly smitten. is it love at first sight? lust? he's determined to know.

pairing: Felix Catton x female!reader

fandom masterlist: Saltburn

word count: 5.1k+

note: this man is a SLUT but i'm sluttier in theory

warnings: the ducklips in the gif, obviously cursing, sexual tension, "love at first sight", author def uses her own university roommate experiences for inspiration, Lord's name in vain, mention of illicit drug use. REMEMBER: don't run from cops unless with Felix - or absolutely necessary - or you KNOW you can get away.

song featured in the movie and request: Murder on the Dance Floor

Humid. Sweaty. Pulsing. Overpopulated.

All good adjectives to describe your first university party with your roommate, Polly Schwartz. She had already been to loads of parties already, probably more than her actual classes, but being as you were a "scholarship kid", you took your education much more seriously than she did. Perhaps being why you spent your weekends studying, and she spent hers getting drunk, sleeping with randoms constantly, and partying nearly every weekend. You didn't think there was anything wrong with her habts, in fact, you encouraged her to go out most of the time; but after midterms, you were burnt the fuck out and Polly recommended you have a night out with her.

When she needed it, you helped Polly study, and now, it was time for her to return the favor in her own area of expertise. Tonight's party was hosted in an off-campus flat, making you worry about the authorities being phoned, but Polly assured you that nearly the entire complex was composed of Oxford students and there was barely a threat of this party being busted.

The moment you stepped into the humid, sweaty, pulsing, overpopulated flat, a drink was shoved into your hand by a barely-standing boy with a nose ring. He was decently attractive, but the belch he let out made you grimace and follow after Polly. He might've yelled something after your retreating form, but who could tell with the noise level?

"You need to loosen up, bitch! Jesus Christ, you're as stiff as a board, and trust me! No guy is gonna wanna approach you!" She laughed, missing your protest that you didn't care for male attention. "Wait," she gasped, "where'd you get that?"

"Uh, that lad over there," you pointed, blinking in mild shock when she snatched the drink from your hand and poured it out in a dying houseplant.

"I thought you were the brains of us," she scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Never accept a drink you didn't see being made! That's how you get drugged!"

"I'm not sure how this is supposed to work, Polly, for fuck's sake," you whined, hugging your arms as you gazed around nervously. "Maybe I should just go back to the dorms, this isn't really my scene - "

"Nope, you're staying," she shook her head, leading you by the hand to the kitchen. "Here - hang on, I'll get us something. Farleigh, my love!"

The handsome lad with a head full of fluffed coils turned with a small glare, but softened when he noted Polly's appearance. "There you are! I was wondering when you'd get here, darling!"

She giggled obnoxiously and you understood, this must've been the lad she was seeing on-and-off for the whole semester. "Well, I finally got this one out of the library, so we're a little late for a reason," she laughed, pointing her thumb back at you and making the boy eye you with judgement.

You gave a small wave, and he instantly offered his hand, introducing himself as, "Farleigh." After giving him your name, Polly was insisting you both needed a drink and Farleigh was nodding in agreement. "Here, drinks are this way - but it's self serve."

"Nobody made juice?" Polly pouted, the three of you approaching a decent-sized table that was full of bottles of liquor and mixers.

"Not this time," Farleigh laughed, and you let Polly make your drink because you were busy trying not to get run over by the other party goers.

"Christ Almighty, surely the floors will cave in with this many people?" You frowned when another drunk bumped into you and sloppily apologized.

"Only if we're lucky," Farleigh laughed. He directed at Polly, "Oh, remember Stephen's party? Donovan put a hole through the wall!"

Polly laughed as she handed you a fresh drink and all but ignored you in favor of this boy that was tapping a bit of suspicious powder onto his hand. Your eyes rolled and you turned away from them, slowly stalking around the room and taking in the scene - hating the way your ears felt as if they were bleeding from the terrible music selection.

But after you skulled your drink, you ran into a few classmates from your anthropology class. "Here, you can have this," Chelsea took the drink from Cara, "she's had way too much already."

You figured this exchange was safe enough after seeing Cara taking several gulps; not even noticing her hands were empty because she was dancing to the floor-shaking music in a daze.

"Who're you here with?" Pablo asked, bobbing his head to the beat. "We all came as a group, don't tell me you're alone!?"

"No, no, love, I came with Polly," you shrugged, feeling looser than when you first got there.

"Ew," Pablo rolled his eyes, the other girl snickering.

"Wait, what? What am I missing?" You asked with a small whine.

"Polly Harrington?" He asked, watching you nod. "Yeah, no, your li'l friend's the one who sucked off Professor Lorde."

"What?" You gaped.

"Why do you think she's here?" He gossiped. "Surely, not for her grades."

You just shook your head, "Maybe we shouldn't throw stones, it's rude to speak about others behind their backs."

"Doll face, it's not like it's a secret," Pablo laughed, nodding at your drink. "C'mon, bottoms up, buttercup, we've gotta get you dancing. You look way too cute to be a wallflower all night, c'mon, let's go! Chug! Chug!"

You gingerly took a gulp, but Pablo and Chelsea were encouraging you to just finish it off. When you did, they cheered with pride, laughing when you began giggling, "That's the worst taste! God!"

"Oh, sweetie, we don't drink for the taste, we drink to make us better dancers!" Chelsea beamed. "Want mine?"

"No, no - "

"Down it!"

You shrugged, inhibitions already significantly lowered, and with ease, finished your third drink. "I should get us more!" Pablo laughed.

"You do that, we're gonna dance!" Your friend waved him off, snatching your hand, and leading you to the dance floor. It was hard to distinguish where it was since there was wall-to-wall college kids stuffing the place, but you weaseled your way between people and let the alcohol take control. "Hey! By the way!" Chelsea spoke in your ear, "You look really hot! I adore this skirt!"

"Me? Babe, look at you! Can I borrow this dress?"

"Only if I can borrow those shoes!" She squealed.

You giggled and took her hand, spinning her around before joining together again. When Pablo rejoined, he handed you both a drink before jumping in front of you, throwing his reasonably fat arse back into your crotch - which forced you back onto your girlfriend in a dancing train. You three cheered through your laughter, smacking the lad's bottom playfully as he put his heart and soul into his dance; hands on his knees and hips bouncing.

However, Pablo only pulled away when Farleigh reappeared and stole him away to a darkening corner; only briefly making you wonder where he had left your roommate. You looked at Chelsea, who giggled in your ear, "They've been fucking recently. Pablo's whipped."

"I don't blame him," you mused. Cara had stumbled closer to you two, throwing her skinny arms around your neck and starting on a drunken ramble about how much she loved you - despite only sharing the one class together and knowing each other from a distance. Still, you appreciated the sentiment and let yourself feel loved; taking a sip from the plastic solo cup in hand and swinging your hips to the pulsing beat. In that moment, you just happened to look up, gasping, "There's a stripper pole!?"

"Go get on it!" Cara laughed. "Oh, wait, Felix is on it - oh, shit, Felix!"

"Who?" You asked.

"Felix, you know!? Felix Catton? Felix fucking Catton!" Cara blinked, then offered you an incredulous look and turned to Chelsea. "She doesn't know Felix?"

She waved Cara off, instead explaining to you, "He's that tall lad, in the white button up."

When you looked, Felix happened to glance over and your eyes connected. You were absolutely done for.

"Oh, yeah, she knows Felix now!" Cara giggled loudly. "Go! Go talk to him!" She encouraged, making your eyes bug widely.

"What?" You looked at the two girls, shaking your head, "No, no, I don't even know him!"

"Babes, 75% of the people you see paired up right now didn't know each other before this party!" Cara rolled her pretty eyes. "But hey, if you don't, India definitely will. Girl basically lives on his cock, it's decently pathetic - but just look at him! God took his time with Felix!"

"Oh, are they dating?" You asked innocently, looking back over to the tall boy in a white, linen button up. He grinned at you from the short distance.

"No," Chelsea laughed, seeing the way you two just stared and smiled softly. "Here, finish your drink and let the liquid courage do its job!"

"It's literally my first party," you laughed, "I'm not interested - "

"Oh, fuck off! Everyone's interested in Felix," Cara interrupted. "And I do mean, literally everyone."

"I can understand why," you mused, taking a long pull from your cup. "Cara, that lad, there, has been staring at you," you distracted, her swinging around instantly and thanking you before dancing over to the boy leaning on the wall.

He smirked when she reached him.

"She's a social butterfly," her roommate, Chelsea, giggled. "Do you need a refill?"

"Huh? Oh, no, I'm okay!"

"Okay, don't go too far - I'll be right back!" She grinned, knowing something you didn't, and disappearing into the thick crowd.

You swallowed another drink before you felt a hand on your waist, making you jump in surprise and turn. Before you towered the object of seemingly everyone's desires: Felix Catton.

"Haven't seen you around before," he spoke in your ear over the music.

"Oh, first timer," you nodded back.

"Doin' all right? Yeah? Havin' fun?"

You agreed, "Yeah, 'course. This your party?"

"No, no, uh," he glanced around the heads of students, "honestly, I'm not really sure who's flat this is."

"Oh, well, I guess as long as it's not damaged, it doesn't matter much, right?"

"Exactly," he smirked, offering his cup to yours. You clinked them together, both taking the obligatory sip, and swaying unconsciously to the music. "Who're you here with?"

"Polly - "

"Oh, Christ, yeah! Yeah, you're, uh, you're her roommate?"

You nodded, "You know her?"

"Who doesn't?"

"Oh," you frowned in discomfort, brows pinched.

"No, no, I just meant, she's popular, innit she? Not that - that she's sucked me off or anything like that!"

You laughed, "Wasn't thinking that, but good to know."

His cheeks flared a bright red, "That was a bit brash of me, wasn't it? Sorry, love, I should know better than to use such vocabulary with a pretty lady."

Your eyes rolled, "This 'pretty lady' has both heard and used much worse vernacular."

Felix slowly grinned, "You want a smoke?"

"Dying for one actually, yeah."

"This way, c'mon," he offered his free hand, and without thinking, you accepted and let the tall, slender lad lead you through the crowd. All of a sudden, you felt as if every eye was on you - watching, stalking, clocking you like predator does prey. You were directed to a balcony, a few lingering smokers standing around.

The moment the glass door slid shut, the music was semi-silenced and you breathed in slight relief. "Christ, 's always this loud?" You asked, leaning on the railing beside your companion while rubbing an ear to relieve the ringing sensation.

"Usually, yeah," he smirked, handing you a cigarette before placing one between his lips.

"You looked real natural on that pole," you teased, leaning in when he flicked a lighter to life.

"Oh, God," he laughed, watching you inhale. "Saw that, did you?"

You hummed, holding the smoke in your lungs, "Kinda hard t'miss. You were really into it."

He shrugged, lighting the end of his own nicotine filled stick. Upon exhale, he eased, "Was a really good song, wasn't it? Easy t'dance to, you know?"

"Hm," you nodded, "actually, I wouldn't know - I don't know half these songs."

"You livin' under a rock, love?"

"No, just with my nose in a book."

"Smart girl, are yah?"

"I would hope so, considering my scholarship."

"Even more impressive," he grinned. "You know Oliver, then? Oliver Quick? He's on scholarship, too."

"No, not quite, us scholarship kids don't all know one another," you shot back with a smirk.

"Fair enough," he agreed, eyeing you up and down. "So, why tonight?"

"Hmm?"

"Why come tonight?"

"Polly thought I could use a little stress relief," you answered, taking a long puff. "Not exactly the way I saw my night going, though."

"How's that?"

"Look at you!" You laughed. "Of all the ladies here, you danced your way over to me? Now you're having a conversation instead of working that pole?"

"I like to think that I just had to introduce myself to the prettiest lass in the whole joint," he flirted.

"And yet," you inhaled, "you've haven't made introductions."

"No? I haven't?" He smirked, watching your head shake. "Apologies, love. I'm Felix, uh, Felix Catton," he offered his hand, and when you shook it, you told him your own full name. "Now that that's outta the way," he took his own inhale, "how's about we go dance?"

"Oh, I might need to finish this drink before all that," you lifted your cup to your lips.

"Nah, I saw you earlier," he chuckled, stomping his cigarette out under his boot. "C'mon, love, not letting you get outta here without at least one dance."

"Surely, India would be a better option?"

He scoffed, "Oh? And how would you know that?"

"Chelsea and Cara might've made mention earlier. I wouldn't want to steal someone's man - girl code, and that shit."

For whatever reason, this made Felix snicker, "No, no, you've got it wrong, India and I are just friends."

"That's what guys say when they're sleeping with their 'friend'."

"Either way, she's not my girl," he smirked. "C'mon, love, one dance. If you're not convinced after that, I'll let yah go - no fuss."

"Oh, well, that doesn't sound remotely creepy," you laughed, dropping your own cigarette and stomping it out. "All right, yeah, one dance."

"Just one."

"A single dance."

"No more, but no less," he smirked, lacing your fingers together when you laid your hand in his. "Deal?"

You nodded, feeling absolutely giddy by his attention. When you reentered the party, it was almost as if it had grown in population, and suddenly, you wanted to be back on the balcony just to breathe. But Felix had a secure hold on you, and after downing the last of your drink, you set the cup on a random end table you passed before taking position on the "dance floor".

What you absolutely did not anticipate was that Felix wasn't the best dancer, but holy shit, did he not care; letting go and having fun. You let the alcohol in your system propel you, and soon, one dance turned into two, and two turned to three. It was like nobody else was there, it was just you and Felix; dancing like fools, letting your hair down, and you actually found yourself enjoying the music that vibrated the entire flat.

The song that played wasn't one you recognized, but the lyrics felt strangely appropriate for your current situation. Though there was no groove to be killed, no moves to steal, and no murdering on this dance floor, there was a whole lotta tension that fueled your movements together.

"Oh, oh, here we go, c'mon!" He laughed, tugging your hand after him to approach the stripper pole the flat's owner had installed. "Go on, love, show me how it's done!"

"Oh, fuck no!" You barked in laughter. "You're the master, let me take notes."

"I'll warn you, once you see my moves up close," he planted a hand on the pole and swung around it once, "you won't be able to resist!"

You waved him on, eyes widening when he danced around the pole as if nobody was watching, but in reality, he had an entire audience. Not that you noticed, you were solely focused on the boy putting on a show for you; both wearing goofy grins. When he got REALLY into it, you had to admit your stomach knotted in attraction when his lips pushed into a slutty pout. Never had you wanted to kiss someone so bad in your life before, but it increased ten fold when he swung around and grabbed onto your waist; effortlessly pushing you onto the pole as he released it.

"C'mon, then!" He beamed, watching you stand for a single awkward moment before figuring, why the hell not?

So, you swung yourself around before shocking Felix to his bloody core by holding the pole and grinding down it - giving a teasing peek at your panties when your legs spread slightly to accommodate your dance moves. His jaw slackened, eyes raked up and down your form, lips pulling in a smirk the longer he watched you go. Your hair flung around, hips gyrated in movements that made his pants tighten, and when he couldn't stand it any longer, he caught you in another swing.

Hips against yours, arms around one another, he danced you back onto the crowded floor; a hand raising to caress the side of your face as if he was mesmerized by all you were, all you are.

It was so simple to lose yourself in his dancing, in his scent, in his aurora. It was so easy to move against him. It was so simple to exist with Felix fucking Catton.

He was intoxicating, making you feel more drunk on him than the alcohol you had ingested. And while the moment felt serious, once you were surrounded by peers again, you melted into a sense of silliness. Any care you had, any worry - it all melted away, it evaporated, got swept under the rug because Felix commandeered your entire attention.

From the side of the room, Cara and Chelsea squealed in excitement for you, high-fiving when they noted India's jealous glare. Farleigh and Pablo even snickered, wondering how long it would take for Felix's charm to get you into bed; a bet being placed between the two lads before taking another bump of cocaine that distracted them for the rest of the time.

On the dance floor, your laughter was genuine and a little loud when he swung you around before dying in your throat when he pulled you in close. Again, the party melted away and it was just you and Felix; his hands on your hips, head bowed to corral you close, his warm brown eyes intense as they flitted between your eyes and lips.

You knew what he wanted, but didn't want to give into temptation yet. Keeping an air of mystery, you smiled coyly and pushed back slightly - but he was yanking you right back in.

When a friend of his came around with a tray full of shots, his arm coiled around your waist tightly to keep you anchored as he accepted the Jell-O concoction. You still buzzed from your earlier drinks and nicotine, bobbing and humming to the song playing, Felix instantly moving with you.

And just like you worried earlier, from deep in the party, someone shouted, "IT'S THE FUZZ! GO! SCATTER!"

"Oh, shit! Oh, my God!" You gasped in worry, the music cutting and students rushing for the exit.

"C'mere, c'mere, 's all right," Felix rushed, pulling you back into a wall to let the stampede rush around you as he planted you in front of him. Your hands held his waist, watching those around you run away, and when you looked up, Felix was already staring at you.

The moment your eyes met, you both snickered in amusement before bursting into full-on laughter. "Oh, Jesus Christ!" You mused, leaning your forehead to his pectoral. "I knew it - of course my first party is busted, hey?"

"Just makes it all the more memorable, yeah?"

"You were doing a pretty good job on your own with that," you met his gaze again - feeling coy and playful.

"Yeah?" He grinned. "Well, I try."

"I think you succeed."

He opened his mouth to respond, caressing your cheek, but someone else shouted, "GO, GO, GO! Felix, c'mon, mate! The fuck you doin'! We gotta go! I can't get another citation!"

"Let's go," he told you instead, lacing your hands together again and joining the last of the stream filtering out of the flat.

"Where're we - "

"This way, trust me," he dodged down a separate hallway, a few others following his lead. Down a flight of stairs, turning down another hall, and you two were bursting into the chilly night air.

The lights of the copper's cars flashed from around the building and you realized you were at the back. Others were rushing from the door, scattering into the night, but Felix just leaned on the brownstone and waited, checking your surroundings.

"What now?" You worried, panting lightly from the rush of adrenaline.

"We go that way," he nodded, "walk slow and calm, we don't know shit about a party. We're just walking back to campus, yeah?"

"Oh, like that'll work," you snickered, but again, laced your hands together. "On your lead, my lord," you joked.

"That make you my lady?"

"Hm, nah," you refused with a smirk, "I don't do well with sharing and you seem to be well liked, aren't yah?"

He hummed, letting go of your hand to toss his arm around your neck, still subtly checking around you for any police officers. Your arm latched around his waist, reaching up to hold the hand dangling from your shoulders. "I might be well liked, but for you, I'd drop everyone," he flirted easily - as if second nature, as if he didn't even have to think about the words that oozed out of that slick mouth.

"Oh, how flattering."

"I would hope so," he breathed, leading you out of the back garden. "Swear, love, never been so caught-up before. Just saw you and had t'come talk - had t'know who you are. I mean, just look at'cha, sweetheart, can you really blame me?"

"That line usually works, does it?"

"More often than not," he laughed, you joining in as you slipped from the back gate.

"HEY! YOU TWO! STOP RIGHT THERE! STOP!"

"Oh, shit," Felix gasped, snatching your hand in an instant as two officers started to clumsily rush towards you two.

"What do we - "

"Run!" He laughed, yanking you after him.

"Felix!"

"HEY! STOP! STOP! COME BACK HERE!"

You couldn't stop laughing as you both sprinted down the street and around an alley, taking three more turns before coming to a panting halt; pausing to listen.

"Hear 'em?" He whispered, keeping you on the inside so he could peer down the alley you had escaped down.

"No...?"

"I don't either," he nodded, glancing down at you and chuckling. "You're fast, you on the track team?"

"Oh, please, you should be fast when running from the law, shouldn't you?"

"Knew I liked you," he barked in humor. "C'mon, love, 's a nice night, innit it?"

"Nice night for what? Breaking laws?"

"Well, yeah, but I meant for a walk," he mused, walking backwards, snagging both your hands in his to pull you off the wall you were hiding behind. "It's a bit of a hike back to campus, might as well make the most of it," he smiled, turning to keep pace beside you with his arm around your waist. "Not every night I get t'walk in the moonlight with a beautiful lass."

You pulled his arm up to your shoulders again, holding his waist comfortably, and being as you weren't familiar with the area, trusting him to lead you back. After a beat, you admitted in a sigh, "You know, tonight wasn't what I expected and yet, it's exactly what I thought."

"Was it better or worse than you could've planned?"

You laughed, "Well, running from the cops wasn't on my bingo card."

"How's it feel? 'T be such a bad girl?"

"You tell me."

Felix laughed, "Ah, love, not my first time, but it's just as exhilarating."

"Jesus," you rolled your eyes in humor. "Not exactly what I wanted to hear, you having other run-ins with officers."

"Oh, you like it!"

"I might," you agreed, stepping onto the sidewalk of a main street. "Oh, shit, oh, my God!" You halted, looking nervous and frantic. "I left Polly! Fuck!"

"Nah, nah, nah, don't worry, love, I saw her leave earlier while we were dancing."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, she left with Johnny."

"Who the fuck is Johnny?"

He grinned, "Yeah, that's it, you're hanging with me from now on. We'll get you aquatinted with your classmates, yeah?"

"Maybe I have no want nor need to know people," you spoke softly. "I'm here for an education, not t’socialize."

"Doesn't hurt though, does it?"

"After tonight? I don't know if you can make that case."

"You seriously telling me you didn't have fun? Oh, sweetheart, that hurts. I'm hurt, honestly," he pouted dramatically, free hand to his heart; glittering gold ring winking at you under the street lamps.

"What's that?" You asked, alcohol making you easily distracted. He glanced at his hand and held it out for you, showing his ring. "What's the design? It's real pretty - didn't think I'd see it on a guy."

He chuckled, "Ah, it's a signet - my family's signet, actually."

"Jesus, I knew it," you groaned. "No way you were just a regular somebody! A bloody signet? What? Related t'the Queen, are yah?"

"No, not exactly," he snorted. "But my father is knighted..."

"Holy shit," you blinked. "What's that like?"

He looked down at you, brows slowly furrowing, "You really wanna know? Most people just, I don't know, kinda assume I'm rich and that's all there is to my life."

You felt a single pang of empathy, smiling up at him, "I really wanna know, Felix. C'mon, what's your family do? Both parents still alive? They still married? Where's home?"

For the entire walk back to campus, you and Felix talked as if old friends. Sure, you were getting to know each other, but it felt as if you'd known one another for ages by how easy it was to talk to him. And he seemed enthralled by your questions; wondering about his life, not just the pretty face he bore. Not just the money to his name. You seemed genuinely curious as to who "Felix Catton" was... Something he hadn't known his entire time at Oxford.

When you got back to your dorm, you felt sad by the idea of parting ways, something that genuinely shocked you. Yet the obscene sounds from behind the thin, wooden door alerted you to Polly and her guest, making you pause and sigh. "Well, that's awkward," you mused, leaning on the opposite wall. "Uh, thanks for walking me back, but I'm just gonna crash in the common room."

"Oh, bollocks to that, love," he shook his head, offering his hand again. "C'mon, you can crash with me."

"Hm, sounds sketchy."

"Oh? How's that?" He laughed.

"We just met!"

"C'mon, sweetheart, it's just a bed t'sleep in. Promise, nothing's gonna happen - even if you beg."

"Oh, what a gentleman," you laughed, much to his amusement. "All right, yeah... If I can borrow something to sleep in? Not entirely comfortable sleepin' in this..."

"I've gotcha," he nodded, leading you from your dorm and to his. Which, to your surprise, was the housing beside your own.

"Oh, Felix, NO!" You gaped when you entered his room. "Oh, darling, no, no, no, what's this?"

"It's not that bad - "

"No, I'm talking that!" You laughed, not phased by the mess, pointing to the Manchester football flag. "Don't tell me - "

"Nah, hey, don't do that, 's my father's team," he chuckled. "It reminds me to watch, gives us something t'talk about..."

You cooed, "Well, that's actually sweet of you. I guess I can let it slide."

"Oh, you're a saint."

He tossed you clean boxers and a tee shirt, letting you change in the adjoining restroom as he quickly changed in the bedroom. When you joined him again, you both got comfortable on the bed, but sleep evaded you... Leading into a long night of chatter, jokes, and establishing friendship that would eventually turn romantic.

But for that night, it was simple. It was easy. It was effortless.

You both crashed around 4 am, and when you woke the following afternoon, your head was on his chest, his arm tight around your waist, and there wasn't a single concern in your heart or head.

"Jesus, fuck," Felix groaned when he woke, tightening his arm to constrict you against his warm body on the teeny, tiny dorm bed. "Ah, Christ, remind me not t'drink again, yeah, love?"

"You and me, both," you grumbled, nestling closer.

He sighed, "Yah hungry?"

"A bit."

"Wanna go t'yours, change, get something t'eat?" He offered, rubbing your waist. "C'mon, my treat."

You lifted your head to check his bedside clock, grunting as you laid back down, "It's past noon."

"So? Stomachs don't open or close."

You let your chin prop on his chest, smiling, "Food sounds nice."

He nodded, eyes once more dancing between yours. "Know, you look real good in my clothes. Might have t'let you keep it."

"Much appreciated, pretty boy. C'mon, food helps with the hangover, doesn't it?"

"Very much," he nodded, reaching for his cigarettes. "Hmm?" He offered.

"Mhm," you accepted, both settling on your backs, but he pulled you in close to light your stick. "You always like this?" You whispered, smoking swirling in the air above you.

"What's that?"

"Charismatic?"

"Ah, if I could turn it off... Well, bein' honest, I wouldn't."

"Oh, shove off," you both laughed lightly at your words, looking up at him. He seemed ethereal in the morning light, and then - it happened. He set his cigarette to an ashtray to free his hand, caressing your cheek and making you go still.

"Would you think less of me if I kiss you?"

"I'd think less if you didn't, I think..."

He smirked and curled over, lips finding yours in a searing, breathtaking kiss that tasted like the previous night's alcohol. Yet he still tasted so pleasantly spicy and unique, making you inhale sharply and hold onto the back of his neck to keep him close. He hummed lightly, tongues swirling like the smoke that still hung in the air, and when he pulled back, again, you both just laughed lightly before he was swooping in for another kiss.

It was like I said... Simple, easy, effortless.

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Title: Wounds of the heart

Nica X Y/n Reader

Note: Hello Robins I missed you all so much it's been A months since I started posting for Fanfiction story because of work I stopped posting for a while but I am here now to present on our new boy in our ikemen villians JP server I hope you enjoy our boy!! Love u all

A field hospital near the frontlines of the war between Germany and England. The sounds of distant gunfire and the occasional explosion can be heard outside, but within the tent, it’s quiet except for the soft rustling of bandages and the murmurs of the wounded.

Y/n is gently tending to the wounds of Nica Schwartz, a German soldier with a mix of pain and intrigue in his eyes. His face is marred by dirt and blood, but his gaze remains fixed on Y/n as she works.

Nica: (His voice is low, almost a whisper, as if testing the waters) "You’re far too kind for this place, Y/n. Someone like you shouldn’t be here, surrounded by all this death.

"Y/n: (She pauses, meeting his gaze with a mix of firmness and softness) "And what about you, Nica? You speak as if you’re any different. War has taken its toll on us all.

"Nica: (A ghost of a smile plays on his lips as he leans in slightly) "Perhaps. But I’ve never met someone like you. So gentle, yet strong. You make me forget, if only for a moment, that we’re on opposite sides of this madness."Y/n’s hands still for a brief second as she processes his words. She’s heard such lines before from soldiers trying to charm their way out of pain, but something about Nica’s tone is different—dangerously sincere.

Y/n: (A soft sigh escapes her as she resumes her work, her voice barely above a whisper) "This war… it’s not something we can forget, Nica. It’s always there, lurking in the background."

Nica: (His expression shifts, a flicker of something darker crossing his face before he softens again) "But what if, just for tonight, we pretended it wasn’t? Just for a few moments, Y/n… let’s be two people, not a nurse and a soldier. No England. No Germany. Just… us."

Y/n feels a tug at her heart, but she’s wary, knowing that Nica’s words could be just another game. Still, the way he looks at her, as if she’s the only thing keeping him tethered to humanity, stirs something deep within her.

Y/n: (She finishes bandaging his wound and meets his gaze, her voice tender yet firm) "You speak as if we have a choice, Nica. But we don’t. Not really. The war will always be there, between us."

Nica: (He reaches out, gently taking her hand in his, his thumb brushing over her knuckles as he speaks with a mix of sincerity and something more elusive) "Maybe. But I’ve never been one to follow the rules. And I think, deep down, neither are you."

Y/n’s heart skips a beat at his touch, and despite the alarm bells ringing in her mind, she doesn’t pull away. There’s something about Nica that draws her in, like a moth to a flame. She knows she should be cautious, but in this moment, all she feels is the warmth of his hand in hers.

Y/n: (Her voice is soft, almost hesitant) "Nica… I…

"Nica leans in closer, his voice a hushed whisper that sends shivers down Y/n’s spine.

Nica: "Just for tonight, Y/n. Let’s forget the world outside this tent. Let’s just be…

"The tension in the air is palpable as Y/n’s mind races. She knows she should step back, remind herself of the boundaries, but something in Nica’s eyes holds her there, teetering on the edge of something she can’t quite name.

Y/n: (She finally whispers, her voice barely audible) "Just for tonight…"

As the words leave her lips, Nica’s grip tightens slightly on her hand, a silent promise of something more, something dangerous yet alluring. And in that moment, as the world outside continues to burn, Y/n and Nica are just two souls seeking solace in each other’s presence, if only for a fleeting moment.

The night deepens, and the sounds of war outside become a distant hum. Inside the tent, the soft glow of a lantern casts flickering shadows on the canvas walls. Y/n and Nica sit close, their hands still entwined, the tension between them thickening with every passing second.

Nica: (He tilts his head slightly, his voice low and almost teasing) "Tell me, Y/n, have you ever thought about what you’d do when this is all over? When the war is just a memory?

Y/n: (She hesitates, her eyes searching his, trying to decipher his intentions) "I… I haven’t allowed myself to think that far ahead. It seems almost impossible to imagine a life beyond this."

Nica: (He leans closer, his breath warm against her skin as he speaks, his tone more serious now) "You should. A woman like you deserves to dream of something better. A life where you’re not surrounded by blood and pain."

Y/n feels a pang in her chest, a reminder of the harsh reality she’s living in. But Nica’s words, though seductive, are also tinged with a sadness that tugs at her heart.

Y/n: (She tries to pull back, to distance herself from the emotions swirling inside her, but Nica’s grip on her hand tightens, keeping her close) "And what about you, Nica? Do you dream of a life beyond the war?"

Nica: (His eyes darken slightly, a shadow passing over his face) "I used to. Before… everything. But now… my dreams feel as distant as the stars. Perhaps that’s why I find myself here, with you. You make me feel like there might still be something worth dreaming about."

Y/n’s breath catches in her throat at his words. She knows she should be wary, that Nica’s intentions might not be as pure as they seem. But there’s something in his voice, a vulnerability that she can’t ignore.

Y/n: (Her voice is soft, almost pleading) "Nica… I don’t know if I can trust you. We’re on opposite sides of this war. How can we even think about… anything beyond this moment?"

Nica: (He leans in, his forehead almost touching hers, his voice a hushed whisper filled with an intensity that sends shivers down her spine) "Trust is a fragile thing, Y/n. But I’m willing to take the risk, if you are. Let’s leave the war outside this tent. Just for tonight, let’s pretend…"

Y/n closes her eyes, feeling the warmth of Nica’s presence, the steady beat of his heart through his chest. She knows this is dangerous, that she’s treading on thin ice. But the way he looks at her, with a mix of desperation and hope, makes her want to believe in the possibility of something more.

Y/n: (Her voice is barely a whisper, filled with a mix of fear and longing) "What are we doing, Nica?"

Nica: (He gently cups her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek as he looks deeply into her eyes, his voice soft and sincere) "We’re holding onto the only thing that feels real in this madness. Each other."

For a moment, everything else fades away—the war, the pain, the uncertainty. All that exists is the two of them, caught in a moment of shared vulnerability and the flickering hope of something beyond the horrors of war.

Y/n’s heart races, her emotions a tangled mess of fear, desire, and the yearning for something more than the life she’s known. And in that moment, she makes a decision—a small, quiet one, but one that will change everything.

Y/n: (Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks, her heart in her words) "Just for tonight, Nica… let’s pretend."

Nica’s eyes soften, a rare, genuine smile curving his lips as he leans in and presses a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead. The gesture is tender, almost reverent, and it makes Y/n’s heart ache with the realization of how much she’s come to care for this enigmatic, dangerous man.

Nica: (His voice is a whisper against her skin) "Just for tonight."

And as the night stretches on, Y/n allows herself to fall into the fantasy, if only for a few fleeting hours, knowing that when the dawn breaks, they will both have to face the harsh realities of the world outside. But for now, in the safety of the tent, they have each other—and for tonight, that is enough.

LOVE MAKING SCENE!! ( MINORS DON'T INTERACT SKIP THIS!!)

The night has grown quieter, with the distant sounds of the war almost completely muffled. Inside the tent, the lantern's soft glow bathes Y/n and Nica in a warm, golden light. They sit close together, their hands still entwined, hearts beating in sync as the tension between them reaches its peak.Y/n can feel the weight of Nica’s gaze on her, his eyes filled with a mixture of emotions—desire, tenderness, and something deeper, something that she’s been trying to ignore but can no longer deny.

Nica: (His voice is low, filled with an emotion he’s no longer trying to hide) "Y/n… I’ve never met anyone like you. You’re… everything I never knew I needed."

His words send a shiver down Y/n’s spine. She knows she should be cautious, that she’s walking a dangerous path, but she can’t stop the way her heart leaps at his confession. Her breath hitches as Nica’s hand gently cups her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek with a tenderness that makes her chest tighten.

Y/n: (Her voice is barely a whisper, filled with both fear and longing) "Nica… this is crazy. We shouldn’t…"

Nica: (He leans in closer, his forehead resting against hers as he speaks softly, his breath warm against her lips) "I know. But I don’t care anymore. I don’t want to think about what we should or shouldn’t do. I just want to be here, with you."

Y/n’s heart races, her resolve crumbling as she feels the warmth of Nica’s touch, the sincerity in his voice. She’s tried to resist, to keep her emotions in check, but in this moment, with the world outside forgotten, all she can think about is him.Slowly, almost hesitantly, Nica closes the small gap between them. His lips hover over hers for a brief, agonizing second, giving Y/n a moment to pull away, to stop this before it goes any further. But instead, she finds herself leaning in, closing the distance, her eyes fluttering shut as their lips finally meet.The kiss is soft at first, tentative, as if both are afraid to fully give in. But as the seconds pass, the tension and longing that have been building between them finally break free. Nica’s hand slides to the back of Y/n’s neck, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss with a desperation that matches the pounding of his heart.Y/n melts into him, her hands slipping up to his shoulders, gripping the fabric of his uniform as she loses herself in the kiss. All the fear, the doubts, the war—all of it fades away, leaving only the two of them, connected in a moment of pure, unfiltered emotion.Nica’s kiss is filled with a passion that takes Y/n’s breath away, his lips moving against hers with an intensity that leaves her dizzy. She can feel the depth of his emotions in every movement, every touch—this is not just a kiss; it’s a confession, a plea, a promise.Y/n’s heart swells with emotions she can no longer deny. She’s falling, and she knows it, but she can’t bring herself to stop. Not now. Not when Nica is holding her like she’s the only thing keeping him grounded, like she’s his last link to humanity in a world gone mad.As the kiss deepens, Nica pulls her even closer, his other hand wrapping around her waist, holding her as if he’s afraid she might disappear. Y/n responds in kind, her own arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him in as if trying to fuse them together, to make this moment last forever.

Time seems to stand still as they pour everything they’ve been feeling into the kiss—every fear, every hope, every longing they’ve kept hidden. It’s as if the world outside has ceased to exist, and all that matters is the two of them, lost in each other.Finally, after what feels like both an eternity and no time at all, they slowly pull back, their foreheads still pressed together, their breaths mingling in the small space between them. Y/n’s heart is pounding, her lips tingling from the intensity of the kiss, but she doesn’t pull away. Neither does Nica.

Nica: (His voice is hoarse, filled with raw emotion as he speaks, his lips brushing against hers as he does) "Y/n…"

Y/n doesn’t let him finish. Instead, she closes the distance again, pressing her lips to his in a kiss that’s just as desperate, just as full of love as the first. She’s no longer thinking, no longer worrying about the consequences. All she knows is that she needs this—needs him.They kiss again and again, each one more passionate than the last, as if trying to make up for all the time they’ve spent denying their feelings. Y/n can feel the love in every touch, every caress, and she knows, deep down, that this moment is real. This love is real.When they finally break apart again, both are breathless, their hearts racing, but neither pulls away. Nica rests his forehead against hers, his breath warm and uneven as he speaks, his voice barely above a whisper.

Nica: "I don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow, Y/n. But right now, I know that I love you."

Y/n’s eyes well up with tears at his words, and she can’t help but smile through them. She’s scared—terrified, even—but in this moment, she knows she feels the same.

Y/n: (Her voice is soft, filled with all the love she’s been holding back) "I love you too, Nica. I think… I always have."

And with that, they kiss again, sealing their confessions with the kind of love that can only be born in the midst of chaos. For tonight, at least, they have each other—and that’s all they need.

With that, they settle back into each other’s arms, holding on tightly as if afraid to let go. The night continues to stretch on, but for Y/n and Nica, time has lost its meaning. All that matters now is their love and the promise they’ve made to each other.As they drift off to sleep, their fingers still intertwined, the outside world fades away, leaving only the two of them—two souls bound together by love, determined to fight for their future, no matter the cost.

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[leascorner]

j.b.b. | Cold

Summary: Bucky hated how your words sounded like a reassurance, like you were telling him again - because it wasn't the first time - that it was okay for him to be happy without you. He wished he could have fixed your heart, bring all the pieces back together. He wished he had been enough to fix you.

Pairing:  Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: Major angst, reader has a mental illness (emotional detachment disorder), mention of marriage, mention of trauma (not specified), friendship/romantic relationship with no happy ending, reader’s sex and physical description is not mentioned. 

Word Count: 2k

A/N: I don’t know where it comes from but I needed this out of my chest. Please make sure you are fine with the warnings before reading. 

Masterlist

“What you are given

Can't be forgotten

And never forsaken”

Cold - Aqualung & Lucy Schwartz

 "What are you afraid of?"

Bucky stopped in his track and turned to you, leaning against a car parked in the street a few feet away. He had been pacing for a solid ten minutes ever since you made it quite early to the meeting point. You had been watching him from afar, quietly smoking and waiting for him to finally calm down on his own. At first, you choose not to say a thing to ease his nerves. It was not your place to; it was his day, his moment - he needed to feel it all to remember. And then, when you came to the very end of your cigarette, you decided you had more than enough.

You put your cigarette butt in your portable ashtray, throwing the object into your backpack negligently, before getting up and walking towards him. Bucky was still immobile in the middle of the pavement, watching you as if for a mere moment he just had forgotten you were here. You stood in front of him, so close you heard him let out a shaky breath he seemed to have been holding for a long time, and you locked your eyes into his. You were surprised to find no emotion in his steel blue eyes, only a fog of thoughts, a reflect of your own gaze.

You reached out for the stroke of hair in front of his eyes, slowly putting it back where it belonged, behind his ear. Your hand lingered on his cheek and Bucky leaned into the warmth of your embrace, closing his eyes. Your thumb smoothed the creases at the corner of his eyes, trying at the same time to ease his worry.

Bucky was difficult to read for a lot of people; to them, he was just an arrogant guy with a shining armor. Behind his shell, you had found a sensitive man, taking the well-being of the people he loved at heart. You knew him like the back of your hand now, so you knew exactly what was going on in his little head of his. Utter panic.

"She'll say yes, y'know?"

Instinctively, Bucky reached for his pocket, feeling the velvet box through the fabric of his pants. It was silly because this so little box sat so heavily in his pocket, he had wanted to throw it out of the window during all the car ride there. He sat in the front seat, so uncomfortably and you drove him, a small smile on your lips, like it was a trip to the supermarket. It just didn't feel right.

Bucky hadn't stopped overthinking it ever since he made his life-changing decision. It all started with the ring. You weren't at the jewelry store to help pick it out. He didn't specifically ask you to either, only mentioning it with Steve while you were there. He was so used to have you with him for all the important moments of his life - and all the other little ones too - that he just thought you would be there, like you always were. Yet, he was very disappointed when he met with Steve in front of the store, and that you were being nowhere to be seen. For the very long two hours he spent in the jewelry store, he kept checking the front door, expecting you to rush through it. Truth was it would have eased his nerves to have you with him, for you to confirm he was making the right choice - and at this point, it was just not only about the ring.

All this time, when he should have been thinking of the woman, he was about to ask for her hand, he could only think of the person in front of him. He could only think of you who, in the present moment, were fixing his tie knot for the umpteenth time, making sure he looked the best he could.

"If I had asked you, would you-," he stopped, clearing his throat before his voice broke. You immediately let go of his tie, so slightly moving away from him that people nearby wouldn't have noticed. Bucky still did. And he hated this. He hated that he still had to ask this question, even though he knew the answer already. He hated that he needed to hear it, that he was so desperately needed you to say it, when in less than an hour, he would be asking another woman to marry him.

It nearly broke his heart when you didn't hold his pleading stare. You couldn't look at him, looking at you like that. It wasn't fair to him when you knew you couldn't give him what he so desperately wanted. Love.

Bucky didn't move closer, but he still reached out for your hand. His big, calloused hand squeezing yours, grounded you to this moment in time. You still didn't look at him, entirely focused on the sight of both of your entwined hands. All you could do - all you would ever be able to do - was to squeeze his just as much in return.

"Would you have said yes?" He said, his voice so quiet you almost didn't catch it.

Yet, this was what made you looked back at him straight in the eyes. It still surprised you how the steel blue of his iris seemed darker than ever. You knew exactly what it was. Hurt. You were hurting him just like you had a million times before. You hurt him so much you didn't understand why he still stuck with you. He explained it to you a million time though, whatever he was feeling for you was worth all the hurt. You were worth all of it. And that was probably why you stuck with him too. You didn't feel anything, but when you were with him, it did feel a little bit less.

"You already know."

His eyes frantically searched for a spark in your eyes, but, as always, there was none. Bucky had always known you like this. When you both met at university, you were pushing everyone away, shutting yourself down from the world, refusing to feel anything. You had been so hurt in the past that you just were numb. Bucky was the first person you ever let in. You couldn't explain it.

At first, it was simply letting him sit next to you during classes and making small talks. Then, it was: meeting after classes, studying at the library - though Bucky was never studying much - or hanging out with his close friends - Natasha, Steve, and Sam. A decade later, you had familiarized with his emotions, but never with yours.

"Say it."

You understood the pain in his voice. You knew it should have broken your heart too, but it just went right through you and you stayed there, in front of him, emotionless. For him, you had tried to get better. You spent hours in therapy, working on fixing whatever was not working in you. But you had been so broken that it just didn't work out. It was the reason why he couldn't wait for you forever. He deserved so much better than you.

So, you set him up - with a little help from Natasha and Steve (Sam thought it was a terrible idea) - with Olivia, your downstairs neighbor. You let him go, spending a little less time with him while still being there - because you couldn't really live without him, could you? Bucky fought hard not to love Olivia because she would never be you and only with you had he ever felt whole. But she successfully made her way to his heart. She might not be you, but he still settled for it for lack of better.

"Please, say it."

He leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours, hands grabbing your cheeks, eyes closed and tears slowly starting to accumulate in his eyelashes. You probably realized only now how torn he was. He loved you more and he felt like he was leaving you. He had worked so hard on trying to make you realize that that there was so much more to this world than all that pain. He had sworn he wouldn't hurt nor leave you. Yet, he was doing exactly what had caused you to be like this. He was giving up on you. He definitely didn't deserve you.

Your own hands cupped his face in return, slowly wiping his tears away. You stroked his cheeks until he stopped crying before pressing the tip of your nose against his, like your mom used to do when you were little. These Eskimo kisses were one of the few happy memories you had. You weren’t born emotionless after all.

"I don't feel, Bucky."

Bucky hated how your words sounded like a reassurance, like you were telling him again - because it wasn't the first time - that it was okay for him to be happy without you. He wished he could have fixed your heart, bring all the pieces back together. He wished he had been enough to fix you.

He planted a kiss at the corner of your lips as a thank you and a goodbye before burying his face in the crook of your neck. He needed to inhale your scent to give himself some courage. You're the love of my life, he thought though he couldn't bear to say it out load. As if you read his mind, you simply hold him tighter. You didn't need words. You didn't need to tell him. He knew it, you just knew it.

You hold Bucky for as long as you could, not ready to let him go yet either. You knew that after tonight, it would never be the same, so you just tried to have this moment last forever, engraving all the little details in your brain. The scent of his perfume. The warmth of his body. The fabric of his blazer. The breeze against your skin. You wanted to remember all these little things forever.

From the corner of your eyes, you spotted Natasha and Steve meaning the time had come. You hold him a little bit tighter before letting go off his embrace. Bucky looked back at you, searching for your eyes. He looked like a puppy lost on the street, as if he forgot for a second what he was doing here.

"She is waiting for you," you spoke quietly like you didn't want to scare him. Bucky only nodded, frozen on his spot. You reached to fix his tie knot - once again - and he immediately relaxed to have you nearby. Looking up to his eyes, you shoot him your brightest smile. You couldn't feel, but you still wanted to be happy for him. You wanted him to know you wanted to be happy for him. "I'll be right here waiting for you." Always.

Bucky nodded once again, offering you a grateful smile in return. He reached to his pants’ pocket again and sighed when he realized the box was still there. Any other normal person would have probably chuckled to that, but you stood still in front of him, your fake smile lingering on your lips. To make things easier for him, you took a step back and nodded in direction of your friends waiting for him. Without a second thought, he walked to them.

You watched as he hugged his friends and you wondered if any of them were going to say anything. Instead, Steve offered a powerful tap on Bucky's shoulder, a bright smile on his lips, and wrapped his arm around his shoulders to bring him to the meeting point. You watched them move away, thinking for a mere second that Bucky would not turn around to give you one last goodbye.

But, before turning on the street, he turned around and sent you one last small smile. One that barely lifted the corners of his lips. One that seemed so sad when you knew he was supposed to live one of the best days of his life. And you swore, even if you couldn't feel a thing, at that moment, it broke your heart a little more.

[parkers-gal]

Ariana grande! reader performs in front of mcu cast & they’re shocked & tom is like “that’s my girl”

hey! combining this with another request! enjoy ! <3

request: can you do an ag!singer x marvel cast(and maybe x tom holland) and have them react to her performance at the grammys(2020)?

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Through all your planning and time in the studio with your string conductor, you forgot to tell Tom about how many people he could invite. Granted, you’d talked to your manager, and Tom bringing the marvel cast would make for good publicity, and after some debating with the Recording Academy, they’d decided it was probably time to find another approach in attracting viewers. If that meant bringing in a group of superheroes, then so be it.

You’re well aware your dress is probably the biggest piece of clothing in the entire building, but as you’re seated beside Tom in an adorably sexy tuxedo, you don’t find it in you to care. You’re performing next, so while commercial break still airs, you kiss Tom’s cheek and head backstage with your manager.

Getting dressed is a lot easier when you only need lingerie and a dress that slips easily. You’re wary of the earrings, however. They’re an emerald green set from Lorraine Schwartz’s collection.

Before you know it, you’re heading on stage, standing on a platform in front of the several violinists you’d worked with in preparation for the night. It’s dark, as the lights aren’t shined on you purposely, but there’s a curtain blocking you from the crowd so nobody sees what’s being set up. You wave to the musicians just as a backup dancer hands you your pink microphone.

“You’ll be on in five. Good luck,” The stage director tells you, pencil behind his ear, clipboard in his hand, and a microphone attached to his mouth, earpiece listening in on directions from the main headquarters. You smile him off and wait until the curtains are drawn and your name is announced.

“Performing live, here’s Y/N L/N.”

The first beat of Imagine rings through the air, and your voice follows it soothingly. You know Tom is going to have a fit about this, and so are your fans; rarely have you ever performed Imagine. You can almost hear Tom gasp at this, and you will yourself not to laugh.

But after the chorus, the music dies down, and you can sense people are wondering where you’re going with this. But alas, you start singing My Favorite Things, and suddenly you’re giddy with excitement. You know Tom knows where this is leading up to, and you can just imagine him elbowing one of his co-stars in excitement.

As you finish up the intro, the music quiets and you’re adjusting and changing your outfit as smoothly and quickly as possible. Your backup dancers help you, and now you’re running across the stage to sit in a pink bed, giggling.

Tom’s wide eyed, and Robert laughs with a smirk at his open mouth.

“You’ll catch a fly.”

Tom is quick to shut his mouth, blushing profusely at being caught ogling you, by his mentor of all people.

“Leave the kid alone,” Scarlett eyes the boys. “His girlfriend is wearing lingerie.”

Tom laughs, but it’s seemingly cut short when your voice sings the first line of 7 rings. He’s watching you sing to the camera, dance with other people who are also wearing lingerie, and suddenly he realizes you planned this entire thing.

He can see most of the cast is wide eyed as you start moving your hips, no longer dancing but full on singing. He can’t help but comment on this, feeling prouder than ever to be yours.

“That’s my girl,” He grins, gesturing to the stage. Anthony rolls his eyes but nonetheless, is still impressed. “You see that?” He points at you, nudging Zendaya with his elbow. She rolls her eyes but smiles nonetheless.

You’ve just finished the second verse now, and you’re dancing with a large group of dancers in more lingerie. Before Tom even knows it, you’re wrapping the bridge, throwing money out into the camera and a bit of the audience. Your voice is loud and thrilling, and it sends shivers up Tom’s spine. As you finish up this song, thank u next starts off slowly, and one by one your backup dancers are exiting the stage. All at once, you throw in an extraordinary high note, and Tom’s is cheering you on as if you’re the only person in the world.

You smile while singing, skipping around the stage until the music calms down and the violinists take over. You make your way onto the bed, opening what Tom sees to be an engagement ring box. You remove the ring from your ring finger before collapsing onto the mattress, sitting elegantly as the final notes of your song ring out.

Tom’s first to cheer when the music stops, first to clap and first to stand up. You smile, sending him a kiss with your hand, waving as you grin to yourself. You shake your head in disbelief, and yet, it’s all too believable.

You can tell thank u, next has surely shocked Robert and Chris Evans. They’re wide eyed, mouths opened. It’s quite hard for people to understand that your high notes are entirely real, entirely authentic, and not purely fictional. It’s surreal, sure, to be on the listening end of someone like you.

But it’s even more surreal on your end, where your voice is yet another reason to be entirely in awe of you. Tom tells you it all the time, and as he’s whispering about you to the rest of the cast, you can’t help but smile a little harder.

When you finally make it backstage in just your lingerie and pink fluffy robe that accompanied your outfit, you spot Tom in his luxurious tuxedo, and suddenly you’re running into his arms, away from any manager or stage direction. Tom engulfs you, hugging you tightly, rough fingers gripping you softly.

He’s whispering things into your ear, praising you and complimenting you. You realize a few of his castmates have followed him backstage to give their praise, and though you want to, you can’t find it in you to be much bothered by all the compliments tonight.

[cinebration]

Cordial (Napoleon Solo x Reader) [Epilogue]

The End.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20 | Epilogue

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Warnings: none

Gif Source: franksgrillo

SEVEN MONTHS LATER

Through the front door, Solo heard the unintelligible sounds of your radio. Pulling out his lockpicks, he let himself into the apartment. While you hadn’t given him a key, you had given him permission to enter if he could hear the radio, as you wouldn’t be able to hear him knocking.

That you let him do so was encouraging. As he walked through the foyer, he paused, his eyes drawn to the wall adjacent to the kitchen entryway. You had hung up a bulletin board there.

The board sported several postcards meticulously pinned to the cork. The exotic locations extended all the way to the Middle East and Northern Africa.

Solo’s lips curled up into a smile. Setting down the bag of groceries he had bought for dinner, he approached the door to your painting studio and knocked sharply.

“Come in.”

He stepped in to find you seated on the ground in the same position he had first seen you in the room. The radio sat beside your knee, a canvas lying on the floor. He peered over your head to glimpse a ballerina arching forward to stretch her leg. Beside her, another ballerina was slowly materializing.

“The Degas,” he noted. “I should have that sold quickly.”

“Good. I don’t want to wait months like I did for the Vermeer.” You glanced up at him and smiled faintly. “What do I get to eat tonight?”

“It’s a surprise.”

He stepped away from you and wandered around the room, scanning the paintings stacked against the walls. There were some new ones, he noticed, some of them your own originals.

“I see you received my postcards.”

“Mhmm.”

“Which one did you like most?”

“Madrid.”

“Why that one?”

“Because Gaby told me you had to stay home one evening due to an irritable bowel.”

Solo shook his head. “You like my suffering.”

“In mild doses, yes. Keeps you on your toes.”

Solo paused by the table. The sketchbook he had seen before rested there, some pages sticking out. He flipped it open with one finger.

The missing pages.

They were all in pencil and ink drawings of him. Solo stilled as he looked at each one. There was something about the way you captured him on the page that spoke to him. Sometimes he was in full suit, sometimes without his jacket and tie. Sitting, standing, lounging.

Sleeping.

He paused on one of him in bed, lying on his back, one arm thrown overhead, his hair mussed with sleep. There was a softness to him in the way your pencil had traced the contours of his face. A loving touch.

Solo slowly closed the book and turned back to you. Your face in three-quarter profile afforded him a view of the scar and the curve of your eyelashes.

A thin cord hung around your neck. The wedding ring from your first mission dangled on the end.

His chest tightened. The night he returned to apologize after the Schwartz incident, he had left it on the kitchen counter just prior to excusing himself. No mission attached. Just a memento, one he wasn’t sure you would keep.

Striding over to you, he toed over the corner of the tarp you sat on and sat down beside you on the wooden floor.

“What’re you doing?”

“I thought I would see things from your perspective.”

You snorted but didn’t reply.

Solo raised his hand and gently passed his thumb over the scar on your jaw. You froze.

His fingers curled gently behind your ear, cupping your face. Gently he turned you to look at him.

Apprehension flitted in your eyes.

Solo leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. They felt feather-soft against you, warm and inviting. Gentle.

Breathtaking.

You leaned into the kiss. Solo slid his other hand up to your face, cupping your head for better access. Time felt suspended as he kissed you deeply, conveying to you the depths of the emotions he struggled to express.

When he pulled away, you both panted in unison, searching each other’s eyes. Solo felt overwhelmed, his head swimming.

“I thought you didn’t want to tether yourself to a deadweight,” you managed to quip.

“I don’t remember saying that.”

“Our first meeting, you did. Gaby and Ilya can confirm it. Should I call them? I can—”

Solo captured your mouth in another breath-stealing kiss.

“The only deadweight I know,” he said, “is Peril.”

You laughed. “He is bigger than you.”

“Taller, yes, but not bigger.”

“Tomato, tomahto.”

“Shall I prove it?”

“Did I not say you were a man of action?”

Solo grinned but refrained from kissing you again. You frowned, though a glint of mischief danced in your eyes.

“I should make dinner,” he said.

“Really? Putting dinner before pleasure, Napoleon? How very unlike you.”

His heart leapt on hearing his name. “I promised you dinner. I don’t want to spoil it by having dessert first.”

You squinted at him before saying, “Uh-huh. I guess I can wait.” You plucked up your brush again. “I’ve only been waiting,” you grumbled.

“It will be worth it.”

“It better be.”

“Will you ever give me a break?”

“Not if I can help it.”

Solo’s laughter filled the room, harmonizing with yours.

[ao3feed-mythology]

All Together™

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2YSndqV

by mellloyelllo

die

Words: 10, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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(US TV), G-Force: Guardians of Space, G-Force (2009), Ancient History RPF, Ancient Egyptian Religion, Little House on the Prairie (TV), The Prince of Egypt (1998), Mulan (1998), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types, The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996), Adventures of Huckleberry Finn - Mark Twain, Number the Stars - Lois Lowry, The Giver Series - Lois Lowry, Flowers for Algernon - Daniel Keyes, SuperLuv - Shane Dawson (Song), Kirby - All Media Types, Chick-fil-A "Eat Mor Chikin" Commercials, Cow and Chicken (TV), Block B, Beauty and the Beast - All Media Types, Groundhog Day (1993), Christian Bible, Islamic Lore, Jewish Scripture & Legend, The Epic of Gilgamesh, תורה | Torah, Hindu Religions & Lore, Orphan Black (TV), Black Panther (2018), Mad Men, Goosebumps - All Media Types, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Pretty Little Liars, To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before (2018), Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon, Yu-Gi-Oh the Abridged Series, Scooby Doo - All Media Types, Les Schtroumpfs | The Smurfs, Pillsbury Company "Pillsbury Doughboy" Commercials, Nickelback (Band), Rocko's Modern Life, All That (TV 1994), The Color Purple - Alice Walker

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Oscar (Shark Tale), Brook Soso, Alex Vause, Piper Chapman, Megan Bloomfield, Graham Eaton, Lenny the Chocolate Moose, George Milton, Lennie Small, Nicky Nichols, Lorna Morello, Lemony Snicket, Alexandrite (Steven Universe), Dominga "Daddy" Duarte, Artesian McCullough, Rose Quartz (Steven Universe), Blue Diamond (Steven Universe), Blue Diamond's Pearl (Steven Universe), Yellow Diamond (Steven Universe), Yellow Diamond's Pearl (Steven Universe), Yellow Zircon (Steven Universe), Jade West, Joel Luschek, Noelle Holiday, Slim (Of Mice and Men), Slime (Minecraft), Creeper (Minecraft), Enderman (Minecraft), Sans (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale), Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire, Count Olaf (A Series of Unfortunate Events), Janae Watson, Sister Jane Ingalls, Sophia Burset, Baz (Sharknado), Robin Hood (Once Upon a Time), Starfire, Cyborg (Character), The Beast (Over the Garden Wall), Stanley (Disney: Beauty and the Beast), John Bennett (Orange is the New Black), John Doe (Roblox), John Wick, Ruby (Steven Universe), Jane Doe, Justin Hammer, Carrie "Big Boo" Black, Peridot (Steven Universe), The Narrator (The Stanley Parable), Shrek (Shrek), Annoying Dog (Undertale), Ben Shapiro, Desert Glass (Steven Universe), GLaDOS, Winnie (Free!), Bird That Carries You Over A Disproportionately Small Gap, Watanabe You, Franny Morello, Thanos (Marvel), Spider (Minecraft), May Parker (Spider-Man), Courage (Courage the Cowardly Dog), Peter Parker, Lois Griffin, Michael Scott, Freddy Fazbear, Nevel Papperman

Relationships: Piper Chapman/Alex Vause, Nicky Nichols/Alex Vause, Parker (Leverage)/Alex Vause, Megan Bloomfield/Graham Eaton, Barry Benson/Oscar (Shark Tale), Pearl/Rose Quartz (Steven Universe), Lapis Lazuli/Peridot (Steven Universe), Amethyst (Steven Universe)/Sans (Undertale), Sans (Undertale) & Peridot (Steven Universe), Olivia Caliban/Jacquelyn Scieszka, Blue Diamond/Greg Universe, Sans (Undertale)/Shrek (Shrek), Papyrus (Undertale) & Sonic the Hedgehog, Noelle Holiday/Susie (Deltarune), George Milton & Lennie Small, Artesian McCullough/Maritza Ramos, Alex Vause/Reader, W. D. Gaster/Sans/Reader, Ned (Pushing Daisies)/Harry Potter, Amethyst (Steven Universe)/Harry Potter, Sans (Undertale)/Reader, Garnet/Jasper (Steven Universe), Alice (Alice in Wonderland)/Christopher Robin (Winnie-the-Pooh), Frank Castle/John Wick, Joel Luschek/Nicky Nichols, Alexandrite/Malachite (Steven Universe), Freddie Benson/Carly Shay, Star Butterfly & Steven Universe, Count Olaf/Esmé Squalor, Galina "Red" Reznikov/Gloria Mendoza, Enid (OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes)/Pearl (Steven Universe), Enid/Red Action (OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes), Carol Denning/Reader, Sans/Sans (Undertale), Chara/Frisk (Undertale), Tony Stark/Thanos, Peter Griffin/Johnny Test, Courage/Katz, Jane Eyre/Edward Rochester, Blue Diamond (Steven Universe)/Eugene Krabs, Gene Forrester/Phineas "Finny", Creeper (Minecraft)/Sans (Undertale), Creeper/Steve (Minecraft), Creeper (Minecraft)/Reader, Gene/Jailbreak/Hi-5 (The Emoji Movie), Jailbreak/Smiler, Lord Boxman/Eugene "Gar" Garcia, George Washington/Martha Washington, Alexander Hamilton/Sonic the Hedgehog, Jim Halpert/Michael Scott, Eievui | Eevee/Pikachu, Kasumi | Misty/Satoshi | Ash Ketchum, Satoshi | Ash Ketchum/Serena, Chica (Five Nights at Freddy's)/Harry Potter, Bonnie/Foxy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Freddy Fazbear/Reader, Freddie Benson/Nevel Papperman, Gibby Gibson/Nevel Papperman, Lorna Morello/Nicky Nichols, Lorna Morello/Vince Muccio, Liane Cartman/Quahog Residents (Family Guy), Lois Griffin/Glenn Quagmire, Glenn Quagmire/Joe Swanson, Benny (In the Heights)/Alexander Hamilton

Additional Tags: Futanari, Mouth Sewn Shut, Everyone Is Gay, Kissing, Necrophilia, Murder, BDSM, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Must Read, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn, Discussion of Abortion, Abortion, Glasses, Alternate Universe, Crossover, Fuckin' Fluffy Mondays, Everybody Dies, Holocaust, I did this instead of studying for my finals, harambe trump, Cereal, Vore, Cock & Ball Torture, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Furry, Irony, Epic, Bromance, Blue Eyes, Green Eyes, Brownies, Mind Control, Dogs

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2YSndqV

[sunshine-and-her-ikevil-stuff]

Wait, my brain is cooking

Ring with the song "Meant to be Yours" from Heathers when he falls for the MC, but learns they don't love him back enough to leave Crown and he goes insane

[sunshineneedsaplacetokeephernsfw]

Day 22 | Deepthroating - Ring

Kinktober masterlist

Gender-neutral reader (genitals not specified)

Word count: 450

18+, pwp, possible ooc (I don’t play JP), oral (giving), cum swallowing, minimal editing

“Shh, or everyone will hear us." You reached up to put a finger to his lips.

You could feel Ring’s breath on your finger. His lips just slightly parted. His face flushed pink as he stared down at you between his legs. He bit his lip. His chest rapidly rose and fell. His cock stood to attention, covered in your saliva and twitched. 

He was so cute. 

You smiled and sunk your mouth back down on him. His hands gripped tighter on his thigh. You licked the underside of his cock as you bobbed your head back up. He hissed softly as his body tensed. His strong muscles and body completely at your mercy and falling apart for you.

You stare him in the eyes. Your finger still on his mouth to remind him to stay quiet. His hot breath brushed against your skin. You lightly grazed the pad of your finger on soft lips. He shuddered. Your tongue brushed under his head and you sucked down hard. He whimpered. His head rolled back.

"You're doing so good," you part just long enough to say, before you were back on him.

He grit his teeth. The pink spread to his ears. "It's-"

"You okay? Need me to let up." You lifted your head up while you lightly stroked the base of him.

"No! Please- I just-"

"Shhh. I got it,” you reassured.

You wrapped your lips around him again. Your head bobbed up and down his shaft. Suckling on him as you went faster and took him in as far as you could. He gasped as he hit the back of your throat. Whimpers stayed in his throat while he bit his lip to try and stay quiet. Nails digging into his thighs as you felt them clench. 

Your throat spasmed around him. His hips twitched. Whiny moans left his lips each time he involuntarily bucked up just a little.

You rubbed his thigh. Keeping your eyes on his pink face contorting in pleasure. Breathy moans filled your ears. You moved faster for him. He tensed more and bucked up more. His eyes squeezed shut. 

His hips stuttered, a loud cry erupted from him, and he twitched in your throat. His taste filled your mouth. You did your best to swallow down the hot load.

You pulled back and took a deep breath in. His softening length had some white smears you missed. You licked the last bits clean.

His blush deepened as he stared wide eyed at you. You rested your head on his thigh.

“Did it feel good?”

He nodded. As if he didn’t trust his own voice right now.

You smiled up at him

[madmen-ao3feed]

All Together™

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2YSndqV

by mellloyelllo

die

Words: 10, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Orange is the New Black, Steven Universe (Cartoon), A Series of Unfortunate Events - Lemony Snicket, A Series of Unfortunate Events (TV), Shark Tale (2004), Sharknado (Movies), Jaws (Movies), XXXTentacion (Musician) RPF, OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes, Undertale (Video Game), Deltarune (Video Game), Roblox (Video Game), Family Guy (Cartoon), Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, The Cleveland Show, Garfield - All Media Types, Voltron: Legendary Defender, Marvel Cinematic Universe, DC Universe Online, Victorious (TV), iCarly, Minecraft (Video Game), But I'm a Cheerleader (1999), Russian Doll (TV 2019), My Singing Monsters, Revolver - The Beatles, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Hetalia: Axis Powers, Fairy Tail, SpongeBob SquarePants (Cartoon), M&M's Commercials, Homestuck, Super Mario & Related Fandoms, Donkey Kong (Video Games), Santa Claus Conquers the Martians (1964), Santa Clarita Diet (TV), Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, 私がモテないのはどう考えてもお前らが悪い! | Watamote - No Matter How I Look At It It's You Guys' Fault I'm Unpopular!, Free!, American Horror Story, Ирония судьбы | The Irony of Fate (Movies), John Wick (Movies), Fortnite (Video Game), Overwatch (Video Game), Salad Fingers, Wonder Woman (2017), अलीबाबा और चलीस चोर | Alibaba Aur 40 Chor | Adventures of Ali-Baba and the Forty Thieves (1979), Alice In Wonderland - Lewis Carroll, Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis, Political RPF - US 21st c., Maroon 5, Twenty One Pilots, Romeo And Juliet - Shakespeare, Everyman HYBRID, Everybody Else (Band), Everything I Never Told You - Celeste Ng, Arctic Monkeys, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, Game of Thrones (TV), Teen Titans - All Media Types, Teen Titans Go!, Regular Show, Clarence (Cartoon), Flaming Carrot Comics, Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain | Amélie (2001), Jane Eyre - Charlotte Brontë, Jane the Virgin (TV), H2O: Just Add Water, Shrek (Movies), Fish Hooks (TV), Shark Tank (TV 2009), Of Mice & Men (Band), Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck, Slamacow Minecraft Animations (Web Series), The Stanley Parable, Hitler: The Rise of Evil (TV 2003), Fran Bow (Video Game), Hamilton - Miranda, Johnny Test (Cartoon), A Separate Peace - John Knowles, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Office (US), Five Nights at Freddy's, Phineas and Ferb, Moshi Monsters (Video Game), Neopets, K-pop, Poptropica (Video Game), Baby-Sitters Little Sister - Ann M. Martin, Super Planet Dolan (Web Series), Slazo, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Parks and Recreation, Brooklyn Nine-Nine (TV), We Bare Bears (TV), Adventure Time, Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, Mighty Magiswords (Cartoon), Hey Arnold!, Rugrats & All Grown Up! (Cartoons), CatDog (Cartoon), Harvey Beaks (Cartoon), Hunger Games Series - All Media Types, Hunter X Hunter, Camp Camp (Web Series), Fairly OddParents, Camila Cabello (Musician), Anne with an E (TV), G.I. Joe - All Media Types, 5 Seconds of Summer (Band), Eminem (Musician), Club Penguin, Ouran High School Host Club - All Media Types, LOVECRAFT H. P. - Works, Captain America (Movies), American Dad!, Country Music RPF, Tiger Cruise (2004), Karate Kid (Movies), Lilo & Stitch (2002), Beauty and the Beast (1991), Aladdin (1992), Pirates of the Caribbean: The Price of Freedom - A. C. Crispin, The Princess and the Frog (2009), The Aristocats (1970), The Muppet Show, The Muppets - All Media Types, Sesame Street (TV), Diary of a Wimpy Kid Series - Jeff Kinney, Dork Diaries Series - Rachel Renee Russell, Looney Tunes | Merrie Melodies, Apple "Get a Mac" Commercials, McDonalds "NHL Mini-Sticks" Commercials, Talking Tom and Friends (Cartoon), Nintendogs, Melanie Martinez (Musician), Little Witch Academia, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Cowboy Bebop (Anime), Gravity Falls, Halloween Movies - All Media Types, The Nun (2018), How to Train Your Dragon (Movies), How to Get Away with Murder, School of Rock (2003), The Cheetah Girls (Movies), Good Luck Charlie, Ant-Man (Movies), A.N.T. Farm, Codename: Kids Next Door, Powerpuff Girls, Mr. Pickles (Cartoon), Peanuts, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Fallout (Video Games), Weather Girl (2009), Heathers (1988), Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Burger King "The Burger King" Commercials, My Babysitter's A Vampire, The Amazing World of Gumball, The Amazing Spider-Man (Movies - Webb), Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends, Minions (2015), Despicable Me (Movies), Because of Winn-Dixie - All Media Types, South Park, Sanjay and Craig (Cartoon), Breadwinners (Cartoon), Robot and Monster, Fanboy & Chum Chum (Cartoon), Monsters vs Aliens (2009), Original Work, Mary Poppins - P. L. Travers, Godspell - Schwartz, Het Achterhuis | The Diary of Anne Frank - Anne Frank, Ed Edd n Eddy, Eddsworld - All Media Types, Ed Sheeran (Musician), Sweet Home Alabama (2002), Furry (Fandom), Lego Ninjago, The LEGO Movie (2014), Lego - All Media Types, My Life as a Teenage Robot, Danny Phantom, True Jackson: VP, Pinky and the Brain, Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, Multi-Fandom, Dance Moms RPF, Life Is Strange (Video Game), Mother 1 | EarthBound Zero | EarthBound Beginnings, Mother 2: Gyiyg no Gyakushuu | EarthBound, Mother 3, Portal (Video Game), Portal 2: The (Unauthorized) Musical - geekenders, Ariana Grande (Musician), Justin Bieber (Musician), Bebe Rexha (Musician), Taylor Swift (Musician), ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Liv and Maddie, Crash Bandicoot (Video Games), Shake It Up! (US TV), G-Force: Guardians of Space, G-Force (2009), Ancient History RPF, Ancient Egyptian Religion, Little House on the Prairie (TV), The Prince of Egypt (1998), Mulan (1998), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types, The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996), Adventures of Huckleberry Finn - Mark Twain, Number the Stars - Lois Lowry, The Giver Series - Lois Lowry, Flowers for Algernon - Daniel Keyes, SuperLuv - Shane Dawson (Song), Kirby - All Media Types, Chick-fil-A "Eat Mor Chikin" Commercials, Cow and Chicken (TV), Block B, Beauty and the Beast - All Media Types, Groundhog Day (1993), Christian Bible, Islamic Lore, Jewish Scripture & Legend, The Epic of Gilgamesh, תורה | Torah, Hindu Religions & Lore, Orphan Black (TV), Black Panther (2018), Mad Men, Goosebumps - All Media Types, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Pretty Little Liars, To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before (2018), Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon, Yu-Gi-Oh the Abridged Series, Scooby Doo - All Media Types, Les Schtroumpfs | The Smurfs, Pillsbury Company "Pillsbury Doughboy" Commercials, Nickelback (Band), Rocko's Modern Life, All That (TV 1994), The Color Purple - Alice Walker, Doraemon (Manga), Go Diego Go!, MS Paint Adventures, Homestar Runner, Inanimate Insanity (Web Series), Battle For Dream Island (Web Series), Digimon - All Media Types, Caillou (Cartoon), Berenstain Bears Series - Stan & Jan & Mike Berenstain

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Oscar (Shark Tale), Brook Soso, Alex Vause, Piper Chapman, Megan Bloomfield, Graham Eaton, Lenny the Chocolate Moose, George Milton, Lennie Small, Nicky Nichols, Lorna Morello, Lemony Snicket, Alexandrite (Steven Universe), Dominga "Daddy" Duarte, Artesian McCullough, Rose Quartz (Steven Universe), Blue Diamond (Steven Universe), Blue Diamond's Pearl (Steven Universe), Yellow Diamond (Steven Universe), Yellow Diamond's Pearl (Steven Universe), Yellow Zircon (Steven Universe), Jade West, Joel Luschek, Noelle Holiday, Slim (Of Mice and Men), Slime (Minecraft), Creeper (Minecraft), Enderman (Minecraft), Sans (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale), Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire, Count Olaf (A Series of Unfortunate Events), Janae Watson, Sister Jane Ingalls, Sophia Burset, Baz (Sharknado), Robin Hood (Once Upon a Time), Starfire, Cyborg (Character), The Beast (Over the Garden Wall), Stanley (Disney: Beauty and the Beast), John Bennett (Orange is the New Black), John Doe (Roblox), John Wick, Ruby (Steven Universe), Jane Doe, Justin Hammer, Carrie "Big Boo" Black, Peridot (Steven Universe), The Narrator (The Stanley Parable), Shrek (Shrek), Annoying Dog (Undertale), Ben Shapiro, Desert Glass (Steven Universe), GLaDOS, Winnie (Free!), Bird That Carries You Over A Disproportionately Small Gap, Watanabe You, Franny Morello, Thanos (Marvel), Spider (Minecraft), May Parker (Spider-Man), Courage (Courage the Cowardly Dog), Peter Parker, Lois Griffin, Michael Scott, Freddy Fazbear, Nevel Papperman

Relationships: Piper Chapman/Alex Vause, Nicky Nichols/Alex Vause, Parker (Leverage)/Alex Vause, Megan Bloomfield/Graham Eaton, Barry Benson/Oscar (Shark Tale), Pearl/Rose Quartz (Steven Universe), Lapis Lazuli/Peridot (Steven Universe), Amethyst (Steven Universe)/Sans (Undertale), Sans (Undertale) & Peridot (Steven Universe), Olivia Caliban/Jacquelyn Scieszka, Blue Diamond/Greg Universe, Sans (Undertale)/Shrek (Shrek), Papyrus (Undertale) & Sonic the Hedgehog, Noelle Holiday/Susie (Deltarune), George Milton & Lennie Small, Artesian McCullough/Maritza Ramos, Alex Vause/Reader, W. D. Gaster/Sans/Reader, Ned (Pushing Daisies)/Harry Potter, Amethyst (Steven Universe)/Harry Potter, Sans (Undertale)/Reader, Garnet/Jasper (Steven Universe), Alice (Alice in Wonderland)/Christopher Robin (Winnie-the-Pooh), Frank Castle/John Wick, Joel Luschek/Nicky Nichols, Alexandrite/Malachite (Steven Universe), Freddie Benson/Carly Shay, Star Butterfly & Steven Universe, Count Olaf/Esmé Squalor, Galina "Red" Reznikov/Gloria Mendoza, Enid (OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes)/Pearl (Steven Universe), Enid/Red Action (OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes), Carol Denning/Reader, Sans/Sans (Undertale), Chara/Frisk (Undertale), Tony Stark/Thanos, Peter Griffin/Johnny Test, Courage/Katz, Jane Eyre/Edward Rochester, Blue Diamond (Steven Universe)/Eugene Krabs, Gene Forrester/Phineas "Finny", Creeper (Minecraft)/Sans (Undertale), Creeper/Steve (Minecraft), Creeper (Minecraft)/Reader, Gene/Jailbreak/Hi-5 (The Emoji Movie), Jailbreak/Smiler, Lord Boxman/Eugene "Gar" Garcia, George Washington/Martha Washington, Alexander Hamilton/Sonic the Hedgehog, Jim Halpert/Michael Scott, Eievui | Eevee/Pikachu, Kasumi | Misty/Satoshi | Ash Ketchum, Satoshi | Ash Ketchum/Serena, Chica (Five Nights at Freddy's)/Harry Potter, Bonnie/Foxy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Freddy Fazbear/Reader, Freddie Benson/Nevel Papperman, Gibby Gibson/Nevel Papperman, Lorna Morello/Nicky Nichols, Lorna Morello/Vince Muccio, Liane Cartman/Quahog Residents (Family Guy), Lois Griffin/Glenn Quagmire, Glenn Quagmire/Joe Swanson, Benny (In the Heights)/Alexander Hamilton

Additional Tags: Futanari, Mouth Sewn Shut, Everyone Is Gay, Kissing, Necrophilia, Murder, BDSM, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Must Read, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn, Discussion of Abortion, Abortion, Glasses, Alternate Universe, Crossover, Fuckin' Fluffy Mondays, Everybody Dies, Holocaust, I did this instead of studying for my finals, harambe trump, Cereal, Vore, Cock & Ball Torture, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Furry, Irony, Epic, Bromance, Blue Eyes, Green Eyes, Brownies, Mind Control, Dogs

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2YSndqV

[ao3feed-orphanblack]

All Together™

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2YSndqV

by mellloyelllo

die

Words: 10, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Orange is the New Black, Steven Universe (Cartoon), A Series of Unfortunate Events - Lemony Snicket, A Series of Unfortunate Events (TV), Shark Tale (2004), Sharknado (Movies), Jaws (Movies), XXXTentacion (Musician) RPF, OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes, Undertale (Video Game), Deltarune (Video Game), Roblox (Video Game), Family Guy (Cartoon), Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, The Cleveland Show, Garfield - All Media Types, Voltron: Legendary Defender, Marvel Cinematic Universe, DC Universe Online, Victorious (TV), iCarly, Minecraft (Video Game), But I'm a Cheerleader (1999), Russian Doll (TV 2019), My Singing Monsters, Revolver - The Beatles, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Hetalia: Axis Powers, Fairy Tail, SpongeBob SquarePants (Cartoon), M&M's Commercials, Homestuck, Super Mario & Related Fandoms, Donkey Kong (Video Games), Santa Claus Conquers the Martians (1964), Santa Clarita Diet (TV), Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, 私がモテないのはどう考えてもお前らが悪い! | Watamote - No Matter How I Look At It It's You Guys' Fault I'm Unpopular!, Free!, American Horror Story, Ирония судьбы | The Irony of Fate (Movies), John Wick (Movies), Fortnite (Video Game), Overwatch (Video Game), Salad Fingers, Wonder Woman (2017), अलीबाबा और चलीस चोर | Alibaba Aur 40 Chor | Adventures of Ali-Baba and the Forty Thieves (1979), Alice In Wonderland - Lewis Carroll, Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis, Political RPF - US 21st c., Maroon 5, Twenty One Pilots, Romeo And Juliet - Shakespeare, Everyman HYBRID, Everybody Else (Band), Everything I Never Told You - Celeste Ng, Arctic Monkeys, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, Game of Thrones (TV), Teen Titans - All Media Types, Teen Titans Go!, Regular Show, Clarence (Cartoon), Flaming Carrot Comics, Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain | Amélie (2001), Jane Eyre - Charlotte Brontë, Jane the Virgin (TV), H2O: Just Add Water, Shrek (Movies), Fish Hooks (TV), Shark Tank (TV 2009), Of Mice & Men (Band), Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck, Slamacow Minecraft Animations (Web Series), The Stanley Parable, Hitler: The Rise of Evil (TV 2003), Fran Bow (Video Game), Hamilton - Miranda, Johnny Test (Cartoon), A Separate Peace - John Knowles, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Office (US), Five Nights at Freddy's, Phineas and Ferb, Moshi Monsters (Video Game), Neopets, K-pop, Poptropica (Video Game), Baby-Sitters Little Sister - Ann M. Martin, Super Planet Dolan (Web Series), Slazo, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Parks and Recreation, Brooklyn Nine-Nine (TV), We Bare Bears (TV), Adventure Time, Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, Mighty Magiswords (Cartoon), Hey Arnold!, Rugrats & All Grown Up! (Cartoons), CatDog (Cartoon), Harvey Beaks (Cartoon), Hunger Games Series - All Media Types, Hunter X Hunter, Camp Camp (Web Series), Fairly OddParents, Camila Cabello (Musician), Anne with an E (TV), G.I. Joe - All Media Types, 5 Seconds of Summer (Band), Eminem (Musician), Club Penguin, Ouran High School Host Club - All Media Types, LOVECRAFT H. P. - Works, Captain America (Movies), American Dad!, Country Music RPF, Tiger Cruise (2004), Karate Kid (Movies), Lilo & Stitch (2002), Beauty and the Beast (1991), Aladdin (1992), Pirates of the Caribbean: The Price of Freedom - A. C. Crispin, The Princess and the Frog (2009), The Aristocats (1970), The Muppet Show, The Muppets - All Media Types, Sesame Street (TV), Diary of a Wimpy Kid Series - Jeff Kinney, Dork Diaries Series - Rachel Renee Russell, Looney Tunes | Merrie Melodies, Apple "Get a Mac" Commercials, McDonalds "NHL Mini-Sticks" Commercials, Talking Tom and Friends (Cartoon), Nintendogs, Melanie Martinez (Musician), Little Witch Academia, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Cowboy Bebop (Anime), Gravity Falls, Halloween Movies - All Media Types, The Nun (2018), How to Train Your Dragon (Movies), How to Get Away with Murder, School of Rock (2003), The Cheetah Girls (Movies), Good Luck Charlie, Ant-Man (Movies), A.N.T. 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[cinebration]

Cordial (Napoleon Solo x Reader) [Part 13]

Solo makes dinner.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20 | Epilogue

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Warnings: none

Gif Source: dianahprince

Knocking loudly on the door, Solo announced, “I’ve made dinner. It’s ready for you when you are.”

Silence.

Keeping the dish in the oven to maintain its temperature, Solo sat down at the only table in the room: a small one designed for one person. He pulled up the chair from the foyer and used the crate he had brought the groceries in to sit on.

He hadn’t left. That is, after surveying the contents of your fridge and pantry, he had excused himself for an hour and a half before returning laden with the groceries. He had familiarized himself with your small kitchen quickly and rolled up his sleeves.

All while you had listened to the radio and painted. You hadn’t heard a sound.

A clock ticked somewhere in the apartment.

Sixty-seven minutes after announcing dinner was ready, Solo heard the door open. Rising quickly, he stood beside the table and smoothed out the apron.

You appeared in the entryway, nonplussed. “I told you to leave.”

“You also told me you wanted to taste my cooking.” Solo gestured to the chair. “Please.”

You frowned, hesitated. Unperturbed, Solo turned to the oven and opened it with a flourish. A rich smell wafted into the room. Despite yourself, you felt your stomach spasm with hunger.

You reluctantly lowered yourself into the chair.

Sweat prickled around Solo’s collar. He tried to tell himself it was the heat from the oven, but he knew it was the nerves. Never had situational uncertainty bothered him so profoundly.

His hands remained steady, however. Plating the food with practiced movements, he pivoted on his heel and placed a plate in front of you.

Ratatouille.

You glanced up at him, eyes narrowing.

“I thought it was appropriate,” Solo said, wondering if the joke had fallen flat.

You said nothing but speared some of the vegetables into the fork. Taking that as a good sign, Solo put his own plate on the table and took a seat. You ate quicker than he expected. Given the meager offerings the fridge had exposed earlier, he guessed it had to do with hunger.

“Are you giving that Renault to Schwartz?” he asked, desperate to break the silence.

“Aren’t you clever,” you muttered. You didn’t even bother looking at him.

Perturbed, Solo tried again. “Have you considered Waverly’s proposal?”

“No.”

He paused. “Why not?”

“He hasn’t called me yet.”

“I’m sure he’ll tell you exactly what I did.”

“I want to negotiate terms.”

He nodded. “A reduced sentence?”

“Why would I want that?”

Solo stared. He couldn’t imagine you wanted anything else. All he wanted was to be a free man. Surely you were of the same mind?

“The FBI puts me to good use,” you continued, gaze directed at your plate. “I like the work.”

“The FBI.”

“What? You thought I worked for the CIA like you? If that were the case,” you hissed, yanking your attention up to him, “maybe I wouldn’t have been stabbed.”

Solo flinched inwardly. The anger in your face and bitterness in your voice sliced through his chest with the precision of a scalpel.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

You snorted and returned to the food, relinquishing him from your burning stare. “You say that as if it means something.”

“It does.”

“Sure.” The sarcasm in your voice bit.

Flailing internally, Solo reached into his pocket and pulled out the item he had kept safeguarded since the attack. He gently set it in front of you.

The wedding ring.

You stopped midchew, set the fork down.

“I can be loyal,” he began, the rehearsed speech ready. “I can—”

You swept the ring off the table. It clattered across the floor, slid under the cooling stove.

“No,” you hissed.

Solo blinked. He hadn’t accounted for your reaction. Not this one, at least.

Tremors wracked your frame, your breath stuttering in your throat. You squirmed in your seat, hands clenching into fists.

He softly called your name.

Your fist slammed against the table. “I wake up every night covered in sweat and in pain! I can still feel the knife. That’s not something I’ll ever forget.”

Chest constricting unbearably, he declared, “It won’t happen again.”

“Forgive me if I find that hard to believe.” You rose from the table.

Solo leapt to his feet. “You said you trusted my skills. I won’t let you get attacked again. You can trust that.”

You stared at his earnest, genuine expression. Your anger faltered for a moment. A spark of hope lit in his chest.

“I wish I could.”

It felt like a gut punch. Solo met your hardened gaze.

A phone rang, shattering the fraught silence.

You immediately went to answer it.

Solo sank onto his seat, numb. The food lay cooling on his plate, unpalatable. A strange sensation permeated his body, his thoughts.

Pain. No, anguish.

His gaze slid to the oven. Suddenly on his hands and knees, he pressed his cheek to the floor, looking for the ring. It glimmered faintly in the dusty darkness.

Using a knife to retrieve it, he wiped it clean on the apron just as you emerged from the back room.

“We’re going,” you said, your voice crisp and flat.

Eyebrows arching, Solo held out the ring.

You glanced at it for a long moment. When you spoke, you sounded tired. “We’re not married this time.”

“Why not?”

“I asked for it.”

[cinebration]

Cordial (Napoleon Solo x Reader) [Part 6]

Solo receives some new information.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20 | Epilogue

Tagged: @ly–canthrope​, @maan24​, @eefjedegraaf​, @omgkatinka​, @illbegoinhome

Warnings: none

Gif Source: sirgeralt

Though it was early—ten-thirty—you insisted on going to bed, leaving Solo no chance of fighting you on the sleeping arrangement. That suited him just fine, his mind preoccupied with the rat-smile man encounter. As you slipped into bed, the lights extinguished and the doors separating the room from the salon closed, Solo retrieved the business card from his pocket and flipped it over and over between his prestidigitator’s fingers.

He could practically smell it—the scent of dirt. Dirt on you and your pristine, skeletal dossier. The rat-smile man could unload it on him, he was sure.

Solo slipped into the bedroom. You lay still beneath the silk sheets, breathing quietly and shallowly. Assured that you were asleep, Solo crept out of the hotel room and descended to the lobby.

The night manager straightened as Solo approached. Few guests at the hotel frequented the lobby for the man’s assistance at this hour.

Offering a conciliatory smile, Solo asked, “May I use a telephone? My wife”—he cringed internally—“is upstairs sleeping, and I don’t want to disturb her.”

“Certainly, sir.” Lifting one of the front-desk rotary phones up onto the counter, the night manager quietly excused himself to give Solo some privacy.

Solo dialed the number printed on the crumpled card and waited. It rang five times before Schwartz answered.

“I knew you couldn’t refuse,” the man said in his mild accent. Solo could feel the rat smile in the man’s voice.

“I’m sorry?”

“Oh. Oh, um, I thought you were someone—who is this?”

“A mutual friend gave me this number. She was under the impression we could benefit each other.”

“Who was this friend?”

“Miss Rydell.”

“Oh! Really? Curious, curious. I was hoping to interact with her myself soon, but if she’s sent you to me…”

Solo smiled. “Should we discuss this in person? I’m in Paris on business. Do you know of a café or…?”

“Yes, yes. Can you meet me in an hour?”

“Yes.”

Schwartz gave him the name and direction of a café not far from Solo’s hotel. Ringing off, Solo thanked the night manager and strode out of the lobby.

Though he had an hour until the rendezvous, Solo meandered down the street, one hand in his pocket. He strolled leisurely, but his attention was active, searching the faces and postures of everyone he walked past. Reflections in windows before and adjacent to him were studied, checking for tails.

Though he saw none, he turned sharply down a small street and vaulted over a low dividing wall between buildings, emerging from the alley on the other side unruffled, not a hair out of place.

He did this several times, carefully performing counter­surveillance to lose any tail he might have.

He arrived at the café two minutes after the appointed time.

Schwartz was nowhere to be found.

Frowning but nonplussed, Solo stepped into the café and ordered a croissant, along with coffee. Seating himself at a table far in one corner, he nursed the coffee as he watched through the windows for the rat-smile man.

Schwartz arrived eight minutes late. He stepped into the café and surveyed the room.

Having seen him approaching, Solo had abandoned his half-eaten pastry—a shame, but he could always indulge again tomorrow; perhaps, he thought, you would like to dine here—and placed himself beside one of the doors, pretending to look with great interest at what was only a mediocre landscape painting on the wall.

Solo circled his arm around Schwartz’s shoulders, startling the thin man. “Hello again.”

The man tensed, recognizing Solo after a brief hesitation. Solo took the opportunity to guide the man out the front door and into the street.

“I don’t understand,” Schwartz mewled. “I didn’t mean to offend Miss Rydell. I really didn’t. I was so excited to see her, that is all. Please don’t hurt me.”

Solo, keeping a firm grip on the man’s shoulder, turned him down another street. He didn’t dispute the man’s assumption, sensing it would make the man more forthcoming. “I’m looking for some information.”

“Anything, anything.”

“Earlier you told Miss Rydell you needed her expertise. What for?”

The man blinked behind his glasses. “For the usual.”

Solo forced a bit of hardness into his face and glanced at the man. “Explain.”

The man quailed beneath the flintiness in Solo’s ice-cold eyes. “The usual! I need a piece. I have just the right client for it.”

Frowning, Solo slowed past an alley deliberately, slightly shifting so the man could see it. A violent tremor wracked the man’s frame.

“It shouldn’t be that difficult. Nothing like the Vermeer from last year. I want a Renault. One of the ones he burned.”

Solo’s grip on the man loosened as the man’s words sunk into his mind. A Vermeer? A Renault? One of the burned ones—worth more than the little portrait from a lesser known dead artist he had stolen and sold two years ago?

“Miss Rydell…procures pieces for you?”

At this, Schwartz laughed. “Of course not. She paints them.”

Solo felt the world freeze around him. He couldn’t believe it. He knew your secret.

Fraud.