#the rainy one . kisses her till she's better

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RAINY DAYS | JEON JUNGKOOK - PART TWO

summary: your life choices left not only yours, but jeon jungkook's heart broken in peaces. now you're back in town, and just like pluto, even if it's cold and dark, he tends to orbit around you forever.

➣ genre/au: exes to lovers; angst; slow burn; fluff; smut.

➣ pairing: chef!jk x veterinarian!reader

➣ 8.9k words

warnings: e2l. oc broke koo's heart :( but she did not mean it. they both overthink too much. jk is such a pet dad (BAM IS HERE YAY). oc is a mess. mutual pining. a lot of angst (sorry!). jungkook is a simp, head over hells crazy about oc. fluff bc why not. drinking. jk has a big dick. teasing. cursing. orgasm denial. fingering. breast play (jungkook is weak for tits). clit play. squirting. multiple orgams. hand kink. choking kink. oc loves tattoos, oral (f. receiving). unprotected sex (don't!!!). spitting. lots of prasing. confused feelings.

I can feel your touch, I remember your kiss, 그 말은 아팠지 and I miss you

part one | part two | drabble one

You run to the car once he gets inside and unlocks the door. Immediately you turn on the heater and the radio at the same time. It all feels natural, like riding a bike. The start might feel rusty, but once you get your feet on the pedal, your brain will take you to memory lane. It’s like you’ve always been there. Like you’ve never left.

Jungkook just stares, and then you realize what you’ve just done. “I-I’m sorry. Just thought you’d be freezing. And… old habits.” you stumble over the words and looks straight ahead with your eyes growing bigger from embarrassment. “I’m sorry.”

“‘S’fine.” Jungkook cuts you off before you start babbling again. Won’t admit he wanted you to do that. This is one of the things he misses the most. Ordinary stuff. You, taking care of him. You, choosing one of your favorite Justin Bieber's songs on his playlist so you two can sing it all loud on the way home. Just you. Being there.

“I’m at my parents tonight, by the way.” His stomach drops. he expected it, but it still hurts. It’s a bad sign. You’re leaving again soon. Just like you did on Christmas last year. Spent 3 days with your family and went back to Australia like nothing happened. At least that’s what he heard from Taehyung, ‘cause he wasn’t here to witness it. He had travelled with his parents back then. But now he‘s here, and he can hear his heart start cracking again just by the thought of it. He’s dumb. So fucking dumb.

“That’s the reason I didn’t want to bother you.” you sigh “I wanted to surprise them but they went to my aunt’s today. Some family celebration I’m not aware of.” you continue as you look past the car window “I found out when I got there and everything was locked up. So I decided to go to Lola’s but found out she was out with Jin for the weekend too. So I just left my baggage at her door and came to the cafe to spare some time ‘till my parents get b— I’m sorry, I’m just babbling shit as usual”

“Just go on, I’m listening” he says. Usually he’s the one talking thru his elbows but knows you do that when you’re nervous too. 

“Right. So, you can drop me off at my parents and I’ll get my stuff tomorrow at Lola’s, if that’s okay.” you look back at him now “I’ll wait till they come back home.”

“Have you lost your mind back in Melbourne?” he says looking at the road with a big frown displayed “Not gonna leave you alone by your parents door. In this fucking weather. I’d never do that.” he sighs “You know me better than that, Bee.”

You freeze as you hear him calling you that. Just like he did minutes ago when you called him by his nickname. It’s bellow the belt and he knows it. Probably the reason he said it at the first place. Or not. Maybe it’s just force of habit and he doesn’t even care about that nickname anymore.

“We’ll get your baggage and head to mine. You can stay and call your parents. Wait ‘till the rain calms down and I can take you there.” he says and waits to hear a no from you. But you stay quiet. “Or you can call an uber. Whatever you want. Okay?”

“Okay.” you say, still a little bit unsure. Doesn’t want to bother him. Mess with his plans for a friday night. Your parents house is kinda far from here. You say nothing anyway, ‘cause you also think it’s the safer way out of this situation right now.

He helps you pick up your stuff at Lola’s and head to the other apartment complex two streets away. The ride back to his house is quick and calm. It’s a one-song-away route. A route that is very known by you. You’ve been there so many times, it’s tattoed in your brain. Think you could find your way back there even if you’re blindfolded. 

Finally the two of you reach to his door, and you can already hear some sniffing on the other side. A few more seconds and an aggressive scratching follows. Jungkook opens the door and gets in with your bags. 

“Hey, buddy. Dad’s home.” You see the now giant dog lick his owners hand, then he looks at you and it’s pure euphoria. He runs fast and puts his big paws in front of you. The next thing you know you’re with your ass on the floor, feeling how much he missed you as he continually licks all over your face swaying his tail from side to side.

“I know baby, I know.” you giggle “I missed you too!” 

“Bam! Behave” Jungkook says startled by the way the puppy reacted to you. Quickly leave your bags on the corner of the living room and comes to your rescue. “You can’t just hoop on people like that, man. You’re too big!”

“It’s okay, he’s just a giant baby.” you say as you get up again and start caressing his plain caramel fur. 

“You okay?” he asks looking you up and down to see if you hurt yourself.

“Jungkook, I’m fine. You know I deal with animals all the time.”

He softly nods. Yeah, of course he knows. It’s the whole reason you left him anyways. For a fucking job offer. At some big ass veterinary hospital five thousand miles away. Out of the blue. Like he meant nothing to you. And just like that, everything goes back to him and he gulps away his anger. Doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable right now. You just got here. Can’t be okay with the idea of you leaving already.

So he just calls Bam and leads him to his separated room, where his food and little house are, alongside all of his toys. “Stay here a little bit, buddy. I’ll bring you out later okay?” 

It’s like Bam understand every word he says, as he goes inside his little house and lays down “Good boy.”

Jungkook decides to put some dry clothes before he goes back to you. Takes a little while to choose one, but denies it’s because he wants to make a good impression. Ends up with a plain black t-shirt anyways.

He’s back to the living room and sees you looking around the house with curiosity. It is quite different, you think. Not in a bad way. It’s more sophisticated. The new furniture gives that vibe. All grey-ish. You like it. Matches him and his Chef persona. His kitchen is gorgeous as well. So many more pans that before. One of each size. You still don’t know the bare minimum about it. They all do the cooking and that’s all.

“You hungry?” he asks, realizing you stopped your inspection at the kitchen but never left.

“Kinda.” you say, and right away your stomach growls loud and calls you by your lie. “Okay, very hungry.”

You both laugh and Jungkook starts to pick up his utensils. One of his biggest pans. A big ass spoon. A cutting board. You lost count of how many things he puts on the table.

“Need a hand?” you say, just to be sure. You both know you’re terrible at the kitchen. But you’re at least able to cut some vegetables.

“‘S’fine. You’re probably tired from the flight. Go take a rest.” he says already on multiple duties over the kitchen. You have no idea what he’s cooking, but trust him anyway. He knows what you enjoy like the back of his hand. Knows what you love to eat, and knows you love his food more than anything else in the world. 

So you just hum, silently agreeing with him.

You sit up at the couch, and realize it’s a new one too. It’s a big one, and still has that smell like a recently unfolded present. You turn on Netflix. Wonder if you’re too comfortable at this house when you shouldn’t. Are you two going to be friends now? Did he forgive you? Or is he just being kind? 

Trying to clean your head for a little bit you pick up your favorite tv show: School of Chocolate. It’s kinda addicting. You know Jungkook claims to hate it but secretly loves it. He always used to argue when you put it in and ended up seated alongside you mesmerized with those big ass sculptures. 

“Fuckin’ waste of chocolate.” he suddenly says back in the kitchen. He is able to see the tv from there as well, but he’s concentrated on cutting some bacon anyways. “And some of them can’t even do the easiest tasks. Ends up looking like dog’s poop”

“Are you spoiling me? I didn’t watch this episode yet!” you scream looking back at him “Can’t believe you watched it before me” you giggle “I’m probably the biggest fan of the show.”

“It came out yesterday” he quickly replies “you’re such a fake fan.”

You just puff, feeling insulted by his words.

“Just admit you only watch it ‘cause you think the Chef’s hot”

“Amaury is not my type” you pan back instantly but quickly regret it. What the fuck are you thinking, flirting with him? God, you’re so stupid. He must hate you right now. Definitely will kick you out hungry and cold on the street at any minute now. But Jungkook doesn’t say anything. Maybe he didn’t hear it. If he did, he just plays dumb. Continues to prepare whatever he is cooking and leave you to watch it.

On the kitchen, Jungkook’s heart is beating thru his ears. Can’t believe he heard you. Heard you flirting. If it was a year ago, he would drop the dinner and go towards you. Kiss your smart mouth and laugh with you. Say you better not adore any Chef more than you adore him. Pull you back to the sofa. Kiss your pretty waist and take dessert before dinner is even served. 

But he can’t do that. ‘Cause you’re not his anymore. You’re not part of this reality anymore. His reality. You live in a whole new country now and he wouldn’t survive letting you in again knowing you’d leave him anytime soon. So he just shuts it down. Pretends he didn’t hear anything, ‘cause it’s better this way.

A couple of minutes later dinner is ready. He made your favorite dish. Coincidentally he had some vegetable broth ready-made in the refrigerator from Wednesday and the idea came up in his mind. He’s finishing the details and hears you entering the kitchen.

“Where do you put the plates now?” you softly say looking up at him.

“Above you, on your left.” he points out and you go for it right away. Picks up the cutlery and puts everything on the dinner table. His chest pangs, ‘cause it’s just like old times. You used to do this a lot together. Almost every weekend. Or whenever you crashed up at his. He loves to spoil you with his food. Kinda his love language, he figures now. 

He grabs the wine from the refrigerator. One of your favorites. He remembers this too. You’re not a big fan of wine but this one is so sweet you can’t refuse. You’re a sweet tooth after all.

“Mmm. Red wine. The sweet one. What are we celebrating?” you play around as you sit. Jungkook doesn’t know what to say. Won’t admit he bought it thinking about you. Thought he would drink a whole bottle and you’d disappear from his mind like magic.

You didn’t.

“This one was sitting for a while here, gotta get rid of it. Swear nobody likes this shit but you, Bee.”

You try to ignore the nickname again. Tell yourself he only said it as a joke. The wine is sweet. You like sugar. You’re like an annoying bee. Everyone gets it. You’re just like any other bee. Not his Bee.

“Right. I’ll take this one with me then” you giggle softly.

Jungkook now is back with the huge pan and puts it in the middle of the table. By the smell of it, you’re guessing what it is. Your stomach too, as it growls again even louder than before.

“Are you starving yourself?” Jungkook jokes when he hears your hungry system.

“Haven’t eaten properly since I left home.” you giggle a little embarrassed but you can’t bring yourself to care much. Every once in a while you just forget to eat. You know it’s a bad habit and you’re trying to change that. Jungkook used to be your reminder. You used to eat so well when the two of you were together. Your rough routine made you have cookies for breakfast and sandwiches for lunch. Quick things to match up with your quick schedule. But Jungkook took care of you. Sent messages thru the day reminding you to buy something. Drink water. Often sent food to your job. Sometimes he would cook himself and leave on the refrigerator so you could take it with you on the next day. You miss being taken care of. You miss being with him.

“You mean you haven’t eaten real food for more than 15 hours?” he says, now upset. “For God’s sake, Bee. You can’t do that.” 

You could get sick. Could pass out in the middle of the street. Could hurt yourself. He can’t bare the thought of you getting hurt, and it really upsets him.

You sense the change in his aura so you quickly change de subject. “Fuck off! you made risotto?”

Jungkook just hums, pouty. Still angry at your self-destruction actions. Angry he can’t do anything about it. Puts a good portion for you and for him in the plates. Beautifully arranged just like he does at the restaurant. Knows you like to take pictures so he follows your concept blindly. Guess you’d like to save in the memory lane.

And he guessed it right. You grab your phone instantly and take a couple of pics, but you won’t post it. Will keep it just for you.

“Where’s your glass?” you say after observing he only brought one glass to the table.

“I said I would take you to your parents, dummie.” he plays around, but he’s serious. He won’t drink and drive. His mom would cut his balls out. Your father too.

“Shut up, I can take an uber later. Get yourself one.”

“No, I really don’t mind.” he says stubbornly.

“If you don’t drink, I won’t drink either.” you pouty say and he wonders. Flips his piercing with his tongue for a second. Doesn’t want you to go home with an uber late at night. He will figure something about later. Maybe he can drink half of a glass and then sober up so he can drive you. Just know he can’t resist that face of yours right now, so he gives in a heartbeat.

“You’re the devil.” he chuckles and grabs a glass for himself. Pours a little bit for the two of you. “You’re lucky I like this wine with risotto.”

Then you two start eating. You make your silly little dance with your shoulders. Always do that when you enjoy the food. Jungkook thinks it’s the cutest thing in the word. Best reward he could ever get. Would cook every day and every night to see you this happy.

“This is so good.” you hum away “you’re the best of the bests. The most talented chef in the world. You’re gonna be a superstar someday.”

“Ani.. Stop it!” Jungkook shyly says, his two hands on his face hiding the bunny smile you know he’s carrying. 

“I mean it. You will be.” you take a sip of the wine and continues. You know he likes to downplay himself. “I’m talking 3 Michelin stars restaurant.”

“One sip and you’re already talking nonsense.” he giggles. Knows it’s your way of thanking him for the meal but he just can’t take complements like a normal person. Is too shy, even with you. 

“Shut up. I’m a big girl now. I could drink this bottle up and still rap to an Eminem song.” You laugh away and Jungkook just follows. Both of you know it’s bullshit. You’re a terrible drinker. Two glasses in and you would be giggling every 3 seconds. 

The two of you just stay like this. Talking nonsense. Bickering. Laughing away. Jungkook doesn’t know what time is it, but the rain is still pouring outside. A little bit less angry now, but still. The bottle is almost empty. He doesn’t know when you both stoped counting how many glasses you’ve drank. Doesn’t care anyway. Just wants to spend more time with you like this. Like there’s no real life outside that door. Like you’ve never left. Like you never will.

Eventually Jungkook takes the now empty pan and the two glasses to the sink. Hears you picking up the plates and seconds later you’re by the sink as well. He goes out to pick up the empty bottle of wine to throw it in the trash. When he comes back to the kitchen, you’re already washing the dishes; Drunk and hapilly humming the song you eventually put in between the dinner. Swaying away your perfect molded hips. Jungkook’s mind is fuzzy. Can’t think straight. But he knows damn well he can’t blame it on the wine. He would be like this even if he had no alcohol. You’re the one intoxicating him.

“What are you doing?” he murmurs softly behind you, just above your ear. You can feel his hot breathing and it makes your skin instantly hot too. The damn butterflies you feel every time he’s near are awake again. They’re anxious. Excited. 

You turn half of your face to him and say “I’m helping you, silly. I know you hate this part.” 

Jungkook gets a little bit closer. Doesn’t touch you, but he can smell your perfume more clearly now. Takes another step and he is able to smell your shampoo too. Strawberries. He loves it so much. Always have.

He can’t hold you, otherwise he won’t be able to let go. So he puts his hands around you, grabbing the corner of the sink. “You don’t have to, baby” he husks “I’ll take care of it tomorrow.”

You’ve got goosebumps, but you pretend. Pretend hearing him call you that didn’t almost give you a heart attack. Pretend you did not listen to his complains too, and keep washing everything. You’re almost finished. Then you can sit down. Maybe talk. Tell him everything you couldn’t a year ago. Tell him everything you need to tell him now.

But then, you feel his nose on your hair. Caressing throught it. It’s an old habit of his. You know he likes your shampoo, and you’ve never changed it. 

“You smell so good, Bee.” your mind is going wild. Don’t know what you should do. You can’t fake it anymore. Blame it on the wine, but the last thing you want to do is to have a conversation right now.

You finish the dishes. Clean your hands and tries to think straight. Gives up.

“Jungkook…” you softly say.

And just like that, he comes a little bit closer. His buffed chest on your back now. “Mmm?”

He can’t hold it back. He misses you like a fucking junkie and you are the drug on display. Right at his face. 

Meanwhile, you lean into his body. Your eyes are closed like you’re trying to get out of your foggy mind. Trying to do the right thing. He thinks this is the right thing. Does not care about breaking his heart tomorrow. He can deal with it later. His heart needs you now. He can just pretend for a little and everything will be fine.

So he closes the little gap that still exited between the two of you. Grabs you by the waist and looks down at your face. Waits for you response. You open your eyes instantly, and all he sees is red. Lust. Passion. Need. He knows those eyes. And he knows that’s what you’re feeling, ‘cause he feels it too.

But he’s still careful. His hands roam all over your body when he kisses your cheek softly. Feels his lips tingling with the sensation. Takes it to your neck. Knows exactly where your sweet spot is, and that’s what he aims. Takes a little while there now. Sucks a little bit. Your skin feeling hot under his lips. He drags his tongue slowly over the same spot. Hears you hissing and feels proud. Feels his cock throbbing too, happy with the sounds you make.

Jungkook softy turns your head and your lips are almost touching. You’re so close you can feel his breath like it’s your own. Your lips are begging you to go forward, but you’re scared to screw things up. So you bite your lip back.

“Fuck it.” he says and takes the first step. Holds your face with his palm and crash your lips together. It’s like you’re both starving for years as you sigh relived when your tongues meet. The kiss is passionate. Your lips molding each other, dancing together like they’ve never stopped. Like they’ve always done. Like you’re made for each other. You can’t get enough of him. He can’t get enough of you. So many feelings flowing thru a simple kiss. So you just go on and on and on. Deepens it, if it’s possible. Arms wrap around his neck, your fingers lost on his soft locks. Want him to know how much you care about him. How sorry you are. How much you miss him.

And he gives back. Kisses you like it’s his final act on earth. Kisses you like a starved man. Kisses you like you’re everything to him until he feels his lungs failing him, so he backs up a little to catch a breath.

“I think—“ you start saying, but suddenly you stop. His tattooed hand grabs your throat. Doesn’t strangle you, just puts it there. Caresses it. Let you know that he has made up his mind. That he knows all your weaknesses — that being one of them. He knows how to make you feel good and he’s silently now begging you to give in too.

“Don’t.” he husks and now squeezes your neck. Just enough to make that little spot in your brain tell you’re pleasured by the action. You gasp and let out a broken moan as he continues, now adding little love bites on your shoulder. His bulge growing behind you. So you finally do what you’ve been craving for the whole night.

Jungkook feels you start to rub your ass on his crotch slowly, but firmly. “Shit, baby.” He moans. Feels so fucking horny. Can’t remember the last time he was this hard. Thinks he will nut his pants like a fucking virgin if you keep this up. But he doesn’t care. Wants more. Wants you. So he starts to roll his hips too, meeting you halfway.

“Jungkook” you say with that pretty tone of yours. He knows you. Knows what you want, but he needs to hear it.

“What is it, baby?” he whispers against your ear now. The hand that was in your throat now travels south. It teases you. Goes around your breast. Acts like he will, but does not touch it. He wants you needing. Wants you begging.

“Please.” you say unquiet.

“Use your big girl words, Bee.” he plays around. Sucks your ear lobe. “Say it.”

“Want you to touch me.” you finally say.

“Good girl.” he husks, then turns you over. Grabs you by your waist and sits you on the counter. Puts himself between your thighs. Pulls you closer. Looks at you with his pretty big eyes. Wanting. Expecting.

“Kiss me.” you say and he wastes no time to do so. Kisses you again. Even more fervently than before. Wants you to remember. Bites your lower lip and sucks your tongue. Knows it drives you crazy. You moan into the kiss and he mirrors you. Feels pleasure seeing you this turn on. Wants to keep doing it till he’s fucking six feet under. Feels so blessed seeing you like this after all this time.

You grab his thick hair, pining it like you know he enjoys and he hisses into your mouth. His fingers dig deeper on your skin and you know it’s gonna leave marks.

“You drive me fucking insane.” he says as you pull away, looking at you with half his eyes open, lust exhales from all his pores. You give him a little smirk in return. Loves seeing him like this. All needy. All yours.

He takes back the control. Now he’s the one pulling your hair and you let out a loud moan from the pleasure. You love this. Your core is aching, pussy clenching around nothing trying to get some relief, so you know your body loves it too;

His mouth quickly follows your now exposed throat and kisses it. Sucks. Bites. Leaves tiny nips all over. Does whatever he wants with it, ‘cause he knows it gets you soaked up. Just thinking about it makes him needier so he starts to unbutton your pants, looking back at you to make sure you’re okay with this and you give him silent nods with that pretty little smile on you face.

He wants this moment to last forever, so he takes his time. Looks down on you ‘cause it feels like forever since he last saw you like this. You’re wearing a pretty lacy pink underwear. It’s like you want him dead. “Fuck you.” he says, still looking at your covered pussy with the cute underwear. You giggle a little bit. Knows he loves pink on you, says it enhances your skin color.

The hand that was on your hair starts to explore, travels across your throat and gives one final squeeze as he kisses your lips, bites it down, lick the swollen lip as the hand continues to go down. Takes a little step back and pulls up your shirt. Quickly gets back where he belongs and his lips are on you chest. Little pecks all over it. Teasing. Savoring. Jungkook claims himself a butt guy, but he swears he could happily die between those tits.

Both of his hands are on your covered breasts now. He cups them and starts to salivate with the view. Needs to suck it or he will die. So he takes off your matching bra and instantly puts his lips around your nipple. Sucks it like an obsessed man. Growls as he feels it harden against his tongue so he bites it. Wants to hear you scream from pleasure and so you do.

“Jungkook! Fuck!” you say as you arch your back, giving him more access to your tits. One of your hands grab the corner of the sink for support, the other is pinning his dark locks like your life depends on it. With his right hand Jungkook rubs the neglected breast. Slaps it and pinches the hard nipple across his thumbs. You let another loud moan and you can feel your pink underwear sticking. “Koo..”

And then he looses it. Can’t hear you all needy, calling him that. Does something to his mind and his dick. Knows it is rock hard under his pants right now. He has to do something about it, but the only thing he can think of is you. Giving you pleasure. Make sure you remember how good he is to you. Make you never want to leave again.

So with that in mind he kisses his way down. Kisses your pretty belly. Get on his knees and open your legs. Kisses your inner thighs. Looks over and you’re biting down your lips, looking like a fucking sex goddess. He’s crazy about you. Thinks he might as well fucking die if he can’t get this view for the rest of his life.

He goes a little further, aiming to the sweet spot between your legs. Put his nose on it so he can smell you. “Fuck. Missed this pussy so much.”

You whine at his words. You missed having him like this too. Heart thrums against your ribs when you sense his face closer into the warm of your cunt. He puts the underwear aside and licks your dripping folds just once. Slowly. Wants to savor you like fine wine. Groans when it hits his taste buds. “Swear this is the sweetest thing i’ve ever put my mouth on.”

You giggle, ‘cause you know he’s exaggerating. Such a Jungkook thing to do. “That’s big coming from you, Chef.” he looks back at you and smirks. “You don’t believe me” he leaves one bite on your thigh as a retaliation for not believing his words. Then gets up again. Grabs the back of your head and kisses you. It’s all messy. Wants to show you how sweet you are on his tongue. How addicting it is.

Suddenly he breaks the kiss and looks at you. Puts his fingers on your lips. “Open.”

You love his dom persona, so you obey immediately. Take his fingers like you know will get him imagining things. Licks it, slowly. Shows him what you could be doing on another part of his body. He takes this as a challenge. “You’re a tease, aren’t you?”

He won’t let you get away, tho. Finally strips you out of the underwear and takes his wet fingers down your cunt. Presses your swollen clit, rubbing his thumb over it painfully slow and suddenly you don’t feel like playing anymore. “Jungkook, don’t tease me.”

And for once he does as you ask without second thoughts. Puts his fingers inside your tight pussy and starts pumping inside you. You meow like the pretty kitty you are. “S-shit.. so good…”

He takes his pace, goes faster and his dick twists on his sweatpants with the sloppy sounds the movements take out of your pussy. His fingers are soaked up as he feels you start to milk them, chasing your high.

“P-please don’t stop. Oh my g-good!”

And then he does. Kinda feels wicked when you open your now teary eyes as he pulls out but he swears he will make it up to you. “I hate you.”

He just giggles and gets on his knees again.

“Want my dessert now.” he huskily whispers.

Before you notice, your thighs are on his shoulders and his face is on your pussy again. He’s eating you out like a literal dessert. Licks your folds with his hungry tongue and gets you moaning like crazy. “Could eat this pussy every fucking day.” he says, then puts his tongue flat on you clit. You know the drill. Have done this so many times before and just the thought of if gets you dripping even more. “Ride my face, baby.”

And so you do. Grab his hair with both of your hands and hold him on the perfect spot. He starts to move the tip of his tongue on your nub and you match his movements with your hips. Both of you get more and more turned on as you grind yourself further into his face.

“So good, baby. Shit…” you whimper and he moans into your clit when he hears your words. Puts his lips around it. Bites it. Suckes like his life depends on it. You don’t stop your hips from chasing your high, nudging at his nose and it’s the final act for you to come undone. “Jungkook, fuuuck!” you scream and pulls his hair tight when the pleasure wave washes you. You keep riding his face slowly and he gives your pussy kitty licks prolonging your high. You sigh relieved. He keeps drinking your sweet slickness till the last drop. Moans tasting your juice like it's the very first time. Takes his face back and he’s all covered in you, from his nose to his chin. It’s the hottest thing in the world.

He cleans himself with the back of his hand and suddenly picks you up bridal style, heading to his bedroom. You're taken by surprise, but you love when he manhandles you.

"What are you doing?" you ask still a little big foggy with the afterglow.

"Taking you to inaugurate my new bed" he giggles a little bit.

"Jungkook! That's disgusting!"

"I want your smell on it, what’s wrong?" he says naturally, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. You don't want to get your hopes up 'cause you still haven't talked, but he's not making it easy for you.

You look up at him and just can't hold your stupid smile back. He's so gorgeous. The most beautiful man you've ever seen. His pretty little dimples are peeking 'cause he has a little smile on his face too. You realize you love every little detail there is about Jungkook. His beautiful moles; the one on his chin, on his neck, on his cheek. The tiny scar he got from a silly fight with his brother. His bunny teeth. His big, beautiful starry brown eyes. Yeah, you're never getting over this goof. It's humanly impossible.

So you just accept your fate. Whatever this night might bring, you’ll go for it. Heartbreak or healing. There’s no going back now.

Jungkook puts you down on his bed and just stares at you by the end of it. Still fully clothed, also wears that silly smile on his face. Gosh, he’s so fucking perfect.

You just grab him by his t-shirt and pull him closer. He almost falls over you but uses his arms to hold his weight. Towers over you but keeps staring. The previous smile washed away from his face now, and you’re scared he’s already regretting everything.

It’s intense, the way he looks at you. Got you curling your toes in excitement. In fear. In anticipation.

So you just avert your eyes to his pretty pillowy pink lips. Specifically to the mole under it, and you feel like kissing it like you used to.

In the meantime he starts undressing. Takes off his t-shirt and you gasp as you realize he has some new tattoos. One on his chest and more on his shoulder. All of the old ones are colored too. More alive. It’s so pretty.

“You colored them.” you say softly, letting your fingers go across all of them.

“Needed to put some color in my life somehow.” he responds quietly. Like he wanted to say more, but choose to hold it down.

You look back at him and the atmosphere is fuzzy again. There’s no going back from this, really. Not when he’s this close to you. Not when you feel your heart thrumming so fast it might explode. Not when you’re back here again, in his arms.

So wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer. You need to be sure. “Do you want me?”

You’re so close you can feel his broke sigh when he says, “More than anything.” And then kisses you.

Not like a hungry man now.

Worst, like a man in love.

Kisses you awfully slow, twisting his tongue perfectly with yours. Sucks the life out of you. Got you moaning when he pulls out and licks your under lip as well. He grabs the back of your head and guides you into delicious positions for the kiss. It’s dreamy. It’s fulfilling. It’s everything you missed.

Jungkook can’t take it anymore, so he pulls himself down on you. Instantly feels your excitement wetting his sweatpants and his dick throbs for more of it.

He starts to grind against your fully naked pussy and you meow into the kiss, still feeling sensitive. Feels so good tho, so you start grinding back on him. What’s left of your cum mixing with arousal, making it even more satisfying for the both of you.

“So greedy…” he husks “Can never get enough, can you?”

You just nod, biting your lips. Feeling even more turned on by his low voice talking shit right now. You need him as soon as possible. So you keep going. Your both taking a pace now. “For god’s sake, take these off”

Jungkook feels his cock aching, burning, wanting. His balls might be petrified right now. Need you or he might die. So he just obeys. Backs off and throws it all away. Goes back to you instantly.

Starts to kiss you again, ‘cause he can never get enough of that sweet taste of yours. It’s like heaven on earth. His body grows hot and electrified as he feels your pussy clenching when he puts his hard dick between your folds. Keeps teasing, just cause he can. Wants to make you suffer a little bit more.

You break the kiss and whine into his ear. “Don’t be mean.”

He giggles and bites down on your left shoulder.

“I won’t, baby.”

His body says otherwise tho, as he slowly eases into you and and stops with just the tip inside. The feeling of his dick intruding your small hole is enough to make goosebumps rise all over his body and his breath to falter “Shit.”

“Koo..”

“Patience is a virtue, y’know.” he says, trying to command his heart to function like a normal person’s organ again.

“I don’t care about virtues right now, nerd” you joke and hear him tsc.

“You’ll never learn to not be sassy when you’re under me, will you?”

He doesn’t wait for your answer, though. Fills you up abruptly and you gasp with surprise. It’s so fucking delicious that got both of you moaning in sync.

“Fuck, you’re just as tight as I remember” he says “You okay?”

“Yes,” you say desperately with a broken voice. You need him to move.

And so he does. Suddenly picks up his pace and starts to bottom you out. Fill you up. Repeat. His big dick stretching you out deliciously even better than you remember it did. Your mind did no justice to his talent at all. It’s like he was made for you. Understands your body and soul perfectly. Fits you perfectly. Makes you want more and more and more.

He grabs one of your legs and puts it over his shoulder, getting both of you in a nasty position that got him growling and you drooling.

Oh, he knows perfectly where your sweet spot is.

“Fuck, that’s it, Jungkook.” He smirks when he sees you loosing your mind. Knows it won’t take a while for you to come undone since he’s hitting your most sensitive point right now. With his other hand he puts a hand on your throat and squeezes it. Feels you milking his dick and moaning low.

“My baby likes to be strangled, huh?” he murmurs “Such a dirty girl”

You moan even louder as you feel him going faster. His endurance is crazy and you know it. Got you crawling up the walls every time.

“Tell me,” he says in between the thrusts “Tell me how good it is, Bee.”

“So fucking good, baby” you pan back, completely lost in pleasure right now. Your eyes are closed, all you see is the red starts he makes you see with every sweet thrust in your throbbing cunt.

He let down your leg and comes closer to you. Gives your neck little pecks and goes back to face you.

“Look at me.”

And so you open your eyes. He’s looking at you that same way. The loving way.

You can’t take this. Your heart can’t take this. Him, looking at you like that. Him, being the most precious human being there is. Him, being the greatest decision you’ve ever done. ‘Cause that just reminds you how you’ve ruined everything.

It’s like he feels your swipe of feelings so he slows the movements and gives you one sweet kiss before pulling out. Grabs you by the hips, putting you on top of him. You’re on charge again. It’s your decision, he’s silently saying.

With both of your thighs strangling his body and your hands around his neck you stop in front of him. Don’t do anything. Just admire him. Want to keep this moment bottled in your brain forever. His sweet, loving eyes. His pretty dimples. His chin’s mole—your favorite mole. Every detail there is about him.

Your pull him closer and slowly go for your aim. Put your lips on the pretty mole like you wanted to since you first saw him tonight. Keeps it there and sense his broke sigh. You sigh back. Your chest pangs. Your throat hurts and it’s not in a good way. Your start to feel your eyes watering and pulls back.

“Baby…” he says softly, looking at you with slightly frowned eyebrows, stroking your hips with his fingers.

You know he wants to say something. Something important. Probably something that you two should’ve said before any other thing that happened tonight. But you don’t want to ruin this moment. Not now. Not ever.

So you just shut him up with your lips. Savor him one last time before everything breaks down. Kiss him as if his taste is the oxygen you need to survive.

And he gives it to you right back. Almost as he’s fearing the same thing too. Almost like he doesn’t want to ever let go.

So you just climb up and position your needy pussy above his dick with his help. Delicately easing him into you, stretching you open deliciously till he’s bottomed you up and you can feel how good it is to wrap yourself around him.

“Shit” you moan, feeling so good after good knows how long. “You fill me up so good.”

You start moving up and down, feeling everything there is to feel, giving yourself up to him.

“Pussy was made for me.” he whispers to your lips. “Just for me.”

He moans when your walls clench around his dick, dripping arousal with his words.

“Fuck.” he husks “That’s it, baby.”

You do it again, now on purpose ‘cause you know it makes him insane. You need him like that.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Jungkook holds you in place and starts bulking his hips up, cock hitting your sweet spot over and over again.

“Mmm, too good…” you whimper when he begins a pace that has you seeing stars.

He sighs when he looks at you. His dick is socked with your arousal. Fills you up perfectly, like his body was designed to connect with yours this way. The way it goes in and out drives him mad; but when he looks up at you, closed eyes, full lips trapped between your teeth, hands squeezing those perfect tits. Got him gooshing. Got him head over heals all over again. Got him fucking screwed.

“Fucking perfect.” he moans “Look fucking perfect being dicked down by me”

He feels your walls tighten even more so he slows it down. Wants to make this last more. Wants to make you feel more. That’s not enough, can’t be enough.

So he stops his pumps and holds you down. Just like second nature, your arms wrap around his neck again and you start moving towards him, now rubbing your pussy in sweet movements that he knows will treat your swollen clit well. Knows you love this position, so he helps you out. Spits on one of his fingers and drags it down to your sweet bud. Massages it. Pinches. Makes you whimper, just ‘cause he likes the sound of it.

“Shit, shit, shit, Jungkook!” you say as your hips follow your needs, bulking against his pelvis now. It’s so delicious you think you might go crazy. His dick rubs the perfect spot inside you as your clit gets the perfect friction to set you off.

Jungkook pulls your hair to guarantee his access to your neck, leave tiny love marks all over it. Got you hissing against his shoulder.

“I got you, Bee.” he husks softly.

It’s frightening how fast your climax approaches. You feel the hot waves coming back, building up that frizzing feeling again.

Goosebumps all over your body, you back up to look at him.

You both stare at each other, hips trying to meet the perfect pace now. A sweet pace that has you two building it up together. Feeling together. Giving in together.

His hands are on your ass cheeks, guiding your deep movements, making your cunt take his dick just the way he likes, too. He feels you milking his cock with your walls and his eyelids are tattooed with stars.

“Shit, Bee.” he whimpers “Swear I could die right here and now.”

You giggle and just continue the intense pace. It’s inevitable, to not get emotional. ‘Cause you know you could have this forever. You’ve had everything you could’ve ever wanted. Yet, you let it go.

He opens his eyes again and you’re there. Looking at him with big doe eyes. Loving eyes. Teary eyes. Realizes he loves the shit out of you and cannot think about letting you go again. He will do any fucking thing. Go thru long distance. Take how many flights there is to take. Move to fuckass Australia. Whatever it takes. Just knows you two can’t be separated again.

So he makes love to you. Wants you to remember how it is to be loved. To be loved by him. Tries to show how electrified he feels right now. Needs you to feel the same way.

He guides your hips to continuously make those movements that got him curling his tip toes. One of his hands go down to you clit again to make it even better for you. Knows it will get you cumming in a heartbeat.

“Ah, fuck!” you moan when he intensifies the rubbing on your harden button. “M’gonna cum.”

“Cum for me, baby.” he husks teasingly. That’s all he wants right now. You, coming undone because of him. The thought itself makes his own climax approach as well, mixed with you cunt stimulations and the sweet sounds you make: that’s the perfect receipt for —his— disaster.

Your body seems to obey him, as he starts to give in and the electric feeling of the orgasm tingles from you head to toe. “Koo, fuck!” you scream, eyes rolling backwards so hard you don’t think you’ll be able to see anything but starts for days.

Jungkook tries to prolong your feeling as he turns you over. Spits directly on your cunt, fucks you rough thru your climax.

“Koo, it’s too much.” you meow, eyes closed with goosebumps all over your body.

“C’mon baby,” he whispers “Just one more, you can take it.”

So he starts the circled rubbing on your clit again. Grabs your hip firmly in a position that got you curling your tip toes.

“Be a good girl and cum for me again, pretty baby.”

Tears rolling down your cheeks, you feel everything amplified right now. It’s like you’ve been electrocuted all of the sudden. It’s like you need to cum or you will die.

Jungkook feels your dripping walls throbbing around his dick again and increases his pace, getting himself there too. “Fuck, that’s it, Bee.” he moans. Keeps rubbing your clit meanly till he feels his hand muscles hurt. “Gonna cum on this pretty pussy.”

“Koo…” you whisper and he feels your final spasms. Suddenly his dick and his hands are washed with your squirt. You fucking squirted on him. Jesus. He can’t hold himself back anymore.

“Fuck baby, fuck!” he says and increases the pace. The new wave of climax seems to be just what he needed to fuse his own orgasm. Everything that was building up now crumbles down when you spasm from your head to toe, body shaking and pussy as tight as ever, making him spill hot shots of cum all over your walls, filling you up, finally staying where it belongs.

He slows the movements now, pumping his every seed inside of you. Needs every part of him on you. His body, mind and soul are yours.

"So pretty dripping with my cum." he smirks.

You whimper with the nastiness of it all. You love it, and he knows it.

He gives you one last peck, strolls to the bathroom to pick up a towel to clean you up and eventually crumbles down next to you. Your heart is in a race, thrumming so hard you think it might break your bones now. You don’t know what to do. What’s next. Where this got you two.

Jungkook’s in no better place. The wave of afterglow is slowly fading and his mind is everywhere. He looks at his bedroom ceiling. Wants to say the right thing. Nothing comes to mind. So he turns sideways. Looks at you. Finds the courage he needs when he sees those pretty eyes.

“Bee.” he whispers. Comes closer to you, like he’s about to tell a secret. Keeps a little distance tho, just enough to look at your eyes. Wants to see your reaction. Wants to see the true feelings in them when he says, “Don’t leave me again.”

Your gasp is audible, eyes two sizes bigger as the tears you’ve been holding back all night now roll down your cheeks.

“Please” he says, voice cracking too as if he’s expecting the worst. Expecting you to make the wrong choice again.

“Jungkook—“ you whisper, trying to find the right words.

“Baby, I’ll do anything.” he nervously says “We can try long distance. I have enough money to travel at least once a month.” he starts babbling out.

“O-or if it’s to hard for us, I’ll try to find a restaurant in Australia. I’ll move out with you.” he says with his chest hurting, seeing you taken aback again. He can’t loose you. “Fuck, I’ll literally drop anything there is for you.”

He closes his eyes now. Turns over again. Doesn’t want to see the rejection in your eyes. Doesn’t want you to see the tears on his. He’s too weak for you. Too weak for his own good.

“But I understand i-if..” his voice trails off in hurt, his throat tightening “I understand if you don’t have feelings for me anymore.”

“Koo…” you softly say, giggling with teary eyes. You climb up on him. He keeps his eyes closed like he’s scared of the world outside his eyelids. “Look at me.”

He slowly does, and the trapped little tears fall over, his perfect nose is pinkish, and you just want to melt away.

“I’m not leaving.” you softly say, wiping out his beautiful cheeks.

“W-what?” he stumbles over his words. He can’t believe he heard you right. That can’t be.

“I’m not leaving. I came this time to stay.”

“Are you fucking with me, Bee?” he abruptly stands up and almost got you falling off the bed. He holds you tight on his lap, tho. “Be serious right now.”

You laugh out loud now. Can’t believe this is happening. Can’t believe he wants you after all this time. After everything that’s been thru.

“Jeon Jungkook. I swear on Bam’s life” you say with a bright smile on your face.

“Hey! Don’t swear on Bam’s life!”

Like he was waiting for the perfect time, the puppy shows up by the end of the bed, swiping happily his tail with his big eyes looking at both of you.

“Nobody called you here, man.” Jungkook jokily says. Wants to have his private time with you now, and knows Bam will be all over both of you if he stays. “Go back to your room, big boy.”

The puppy stubbornly stays. Looks at you, like he wants the words to come from you now.

“Go, Bamie. We’ll play with you later.”

And so he does, like that’s all he needed to hear to obey.

“Fucking joke.” Jungkook cuffs “Even the dog is head over hells for you.”

"So..." you say with a stupid grin all over your face you might as well apply for a role as the joker. "You're head over hells for me, hm?"

"So..." he immitates you. Knows it tickles the shit out of you. Bickering with you is his love language, too. "You're not going back to Australia?"

"Uh-hum." you giggle, playing with his dark locks.

"What happened? Kangaroo kicked your head over there?"

"Missed my Koogaroo" you pan right back.

"Oh, shut up." He lets out one loud laugh and turns you over in bed, tickles all over your body until your crying.

You both just stare at each other, big smiles spread out in your faces. Happinees flowing thru and between you. That's it. That's where you belong.

"I really missed this." you say softly.

Jungkook towers over you again. Kisses your lips softly. "Missed," your nose. "You," your forehead. "So much." all of your face.

"I love you, Koo." you say softly, staring at him. Staring at his soul. Hoping he believes you. Believes you never stoped loving him, not now, not ever.

"I love you too, Bee."

AND THAT WAS IT! what do you guys think? I struggled so much on the smut parts wtffff why is it so hard hahaha

I was thinking about doing some drabbles of the story since I loved the couple sm! they're so sweet, right? also thought about developing her friendship with tae, maybe after jk/oc are back together, his reaction and apologies ??? or maybe the background of oc/jk's f2l, the day she left aahhh there's so much i could do!

again, i'm sorry if there are any typos! please leave comments if you like the story, i'll accept requests too <3 promise i'll come back soon

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tysm for supporting my ff, i hope you enjoy :) xx

[maybe-its-5sos]

Rainy day (Cathleen Bate Imagine)

Requested: yes

Summary: Cassie has a rare day off with you, spending it cuddling

Word Count: 757

Warning(s): none

It wasn't often you had days like these. The outside world was gloomy, rain drizzling down and hitting the windows, giving a calming ambiance. You're sat on the couch, drink in hand, cuddled up to the love of your life. Her strong arms wrapped around you as your back rests against her front. You didn’t get to spend a whole lot of time together, so this was a nice change of pace.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Her sweet voice pulls you out of your thoughts as you blankly stare out of the window. You pick up her hand and lay a soft kiss on her knuckles. “You know I love you more and more every day, Cassie” You say, followed by a satisfied sight as you take a sip of your drink that has started to cool. A soft chuckle fills the air “I love you too baby.” She says putting a firm kiss on the side of your head and giving your body a firm squeeze.

A comfortable silence fills the air as you finish your drink and put the cup on the coffee table softly. You turn around, straddling her lap, a sweet smile on your face. She gives you a wide smile, something that makes your heart skip a beat, before planting a soft kiss on her plush lips.

Resting your head against her forehead, you pick up one of her hands and intertwine your fingers. “You know… I used to think love at first sight was absolutely ridiculous, till I saw that beautiful smile of yours” you say with a soft chuckle. The smile on her face is wider than ever, a soft blush gracing her face. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.” Cassie admits bashfully, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. Causing an equal blush to appear on your face. You giggle before attacking her face with a series of soft pecks, catching her off guard and getting a soft laugh out of her.

“How can that be true if you’re the best thing that ever happened to ME” you say, continuing the attack. She captures your lips in a passionate kiss, putting all the love and affection into it. “Two things can be true at once” Cathleen says catching her breath.

“I wish you were home more often.” You admit, a small frown on your features, as a weak sigh escapes your lips. Her lips twist into a sad line. “ I know, I’m trying to get a bit more time off, but you know how it is” she tells you as she plays with a piece of your hair behind your back avoiding your gaze. “ Trying is good enough for me and at least you’re here now.” You encourage, tho you can’t deny that not seeing her as much hurts you a bit. She leaves early and comes home late, not leaving a whole lot of time to spend together. You knew that was the case when the two of you got together, but it seems like your shared time has dwindled even more since.

Cassie nods, pulling you into her chest. “Speaking of…..I got every Saturday off, unless something crazy happens.” She proudly announces. Your eyes widen as you pull away to look at her gorgeous face. “You’re not pulling my leg are you?!” You say loudly and excitedly. Cassie gives you a small nod with a smirk. “That’s amazing! You’re the best!” You let her know, giving her a firm hug.

“Though I would spend every moment with you if permitted”

“Hey some time is better than no time!”

“That’s true! So what would you like to do on our day off?” She asks as she shifts her body to lay on her side, pulling you down with her. “You” you chuckle with a smirk, causing a loud laugh to rumble out of her chest. “But if that’s not an option, we could maybe go to that park down the road and have a picnic or go to that museum I’ve been wanting to go to” you ramble off, a look of awe on her face as she intently listens the sound of rain starting to soften now. “That’s always an option,” She winks back “But how about we go to the museum and then go to the park on our way back for a picnic?” She suggests. “That sounds perfect” You tell her, nuzzling your face into her chest as she pulls you close.

“I love you”

“Love you too, Star.”

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With love,

-K

[buckysmith]

Heyy, I’m pretty down mentally due to shool,Stress And Pressure,

I wanted to ask if you could write a König/Ghost/VALERIA x Fem!Reader where the reader gets a mental breakdown and they try somehow to comfort her ? Ps I love your writings of all I’ve read till now especially the Valeria ones hahaha<3

Heyo little reader, I hope I did like you wished for… and I hope you know you’re not alone so if you ever need someone to speak too, just dm me :)

I hope u don’t mind me adding soap… somehow I read that you wanted him too ^^‘

Ghost:

- he's not good with feelings- no, hes terrible

- he knows that you have these mental breakdowns from time to time and he knows you need him when you have them

- but again hes not good with feelings, but at least he try's his best

- watch him awkwardly move you onto his lap, wrapping his arms around you and petting your head like your a dog

- he’s not really warm, his body temperature is almost freezing, the only thing that helps you a bit is his scent

- he always smells like gunpowder, a rainy day, fresh mint and something you can’t describe, but it smells good

- he's stiff as fuck, but again he try's his best

- at First he wouldn’t say a word, just not knowing if you need words or if it makes everything even worse

- after a while he tells you to breath in and out, and that everything will be okay again

- he mumbles that you’re so strong, that he knows that you will get over it and how proud he is to have such a strong girl in his arms

- he gives you kisses on your forehead, mumbling against your hair how much he loves you

- he may sound a bit harsh while doing it cause he’s just not used to speak softly, but he wants to best for you and you know that

- he asks you if you want to go to McDonald’s or Wendy’s, if you want a milkshake or if you need a tea

- it hurts him to see you like that, cause he wants you to be happy… he wants to see your beautiful smilie not your teary eyes- not if their filled with tears of sadness

- he’s not leaving you before you tell him that it’s okay for him to leave you

- even tho, he still worried about you, especially when he’s not home not able to help you when you have something like that again

- he buys you a sweet little pet, to help you while he’s away…

König:

- He relates to you the best

- he knows this feeling better than anyone else

- he notice the change in your mood instantly

- he grabs your hand, move you onto his lap and wrapping a blanket and his arms around you

- he burries a hand in your hair, gently pressing your face against his chest/neck so that you can hold onto him

- his arms are warm, almost hot and his scent is welcoming and loving, he smells like forest, honey and herbs, it helps you too calm down too

- he tells you what a strong girl you are, that he knows that you don’t believe him but that everything will work out and that no matter what, he’s there for you, not leaving you

- he gives you kisses all over your face, placing big ones on your forehead

- he’s not letting you go till he knows you’re okay, or at least better than you were before

- he asks you if there’s anything you want, if you want your comfort food, or if you want a hot bath/shower to calm your nerves, or if you want to watch a movie with him while cuddling

- he’s a lot into praises and especially in these moments

- he’s with you, and he’s your biggest supporter

- and when he’s on mission, he brings you to his parents to Austria

- his family already sees you as their own, and they know how to deal with you when you’re not feeling well

- his parents are now you’re parents too, they love you just like their own

Valeria:

- she’s a bit different

- she doesn’t really understand why you have them, but she tries her best to have your back

- she notice when you’re not feeling well and she will ask you about it

- she asks you if you want to cuddle or if there’s anything she can do for you

- if you’re not responding to her she just sits beside you, wrapping an arm around you and gently pressing you against her

- she knows sometimes you don’t want to talk and she doesn’t pressure you to do it

- if you’re in bed she lays besides you, pressing you against her chest so that you can burry your head in her chest

- she smells like roses, vanilla and mint, it may sounds strange but it gives you comfort… it gives you the feeling of safety and it help you

- she mumbles sweet nothings into your ear, telling you that everything will be okay and that it’s okay to have those feelings

- she often ask herself if it wouldn’t be better for you to just stay with her, to live with her in her strange life but she knows you just can’t.

- these are all her thoughts while she listen to your whimper, to your sobs, hating it that she just can’t change it

- she wants to hear your laugh, to see you smile, to see you happy

- to see your swollen face with red puffy eyes breaks her heart, even tho she wouldn’t tell you that… she doesn’t want you to know that

- she’s scared that you might think it’s your fault, when it’s not

- it’s rare that she’s not home, but when she isn’t, she brings you to her momma

- her momma loves you dearly and if you’re not feeling well she’s there for you too, just like a mother

Soap:

- he hates to see you cry

- especially if he can’t do anything against it

- he’s a physical man, he’s the first one to just wrap his arms around you, caring you to your shared bed/couch kissing your forehead and telling you that everything will be okay

- he gently strokes your back, through your hair, mumbling how much he loves you and how strong you are

- he stays with you till you tell him that it’s okay

- his smell helps you too, his own body odor together with sandlewood, oranges and mint helps you to calm down

- you know he’s here, you know you’re in his arm and you know you’re safe

- he sometimes just listen to your whimper, trying to soothes you while you clench onto him

- he cooks for you after you calmed down

- he would never tell you that he’s worried about you, to scared you might think it’s your fault, your failure as his girlfriend

- he just tells you that whenever you’re feeling like that, that it’s okay to go to his parents house, so that you’re not alone

- his parents are kind hearted people and they will help you if you ever need them

[phoenixthemenace]

Till Death

Day 18. Exhausted-

Johnny was a toucher, and Roy loved it. They were snuggled together on the couch at Roy's apartment, and Johnny was gazing at him, love shimmering in his eyes while he stroked Roy's hair Roy was trying to read but he was so warm and Johnny's touch so wonderful and soothing that he eventually tossed the book aside to burrow his face into the crook of Johnny’s neck with a contented sigh.

Johnny hummed with approval.

"I'm going to go see my Aunt this week when we're off." He murmured, his strong, nimble fingers at work on a knot in Roy's neck. "Come with me."

"I don't think your aunt likes me much." Roy said, thinking of that endless day after Sir had destroyed their house.

"If she is having a good day, and recognizes me, she'll be happy for us. She'll be happy for us even if she doesn't know who we are."

Johnny turned his face away.

"At least she's happy." He said softly.

"Johnny?" Roy sat up.

Johnny glanced at Roy and flashed his grin.

"I'm sorry." He whispered and reached to guide Roy back to his shoulder. He caught Johnny’s hands and kissed them.

"My turn." He said, his golden smile spilling love all over Johnny as he wrapped strong arms around his lover and settled him against his chest. "Johnny. You did all that you could have possibly done for her. You know that. She knows that. She loves you very much."

"I wish I hadn't had to put her in a home." He sighed.

"I know, Junior. I know."

"Thanks Roy."

"I love you."

Roy was always amazed at how easy it was to say that to him, maybe it was because he hadn't said it all that much to Charlie.

Johnny hummed doubtfully. Roy pulled back in surprise.

"You don't believe me?" Roy was incredulous.

"Well…" He said, trying and failing to look innocent. "I could use some convincing."

In a spectacular feat of gymnastics, Johnny was taught several things he never imagined could be done on a couch.

Three days later, Roy and Johnny were on their way to Santa Barbara. As the rover made its way along the rainy highway, they chatted idly, hands resting on the seat between them, fingers loosely tangled together.

"Hey there, Norma!" Johnny called cheerfully to the nurse as they entered the home.

"Hello Johnny." She replied. Roy rolled his eyes at yet another one of the legions who fell for Johnny’s charms. But then he had to laugh and count himself among the number.

"How is she today?"

"Exhausted." Norma said sadly. "She had a really bad night last night. She's asleep now, but go on in. It's almost lunchtime."

Johnny nodded, the light gone from his face. When they reached the safety of the room, Roy softly closed the door and pulled Johnny to him.

"Why did this have to happen to her, Roy?" Johnny asked softly. "She saved me. She deserves so much better."

"I know, Junior. I wish I had the answer. I wish I could fix this for you."

"I know."

They held each other for a while, watching the steady rise and fall of her chest. Lunch arrived and Roy watched with swelling heart as Johnny woke his aunt, and gently fed her lunch, tenderly wiping her chin when she dribbled and made her smile with his easy chatter.

She didn't recognize him today, but she still stared adoringly up into his face. When the meal was done Johnny introduced Roy to her, and she smiled with half her face, her expression pleasantly vacant.

Soon, too soon for Johnny, she began to tire. She allowed him to tuck her back into bed and fuss about. When he went to get her some fresh water, she beckoned Roy closer. He obliged and leaned in.

The grip on his arm was sudden and strong. Pleasantly vacant was gone, in its place was a lioness protecting her cub. Her eyes were sharp as they bored into his.

"Don't you dare hurt him." Her voice was strong and words clearly enunciated.

"I promise you I won't!" He said, startled.

She nodded once as she began to slide back into vagueness.

"Good." She mumbled. "You make him happy."

"He makes me happy too. I love him very much."

She gave him one last smile before she drifted off.

Johnny was subdued as they left the home and Roy cast around for something to, if not cheer his partner, to at least distract him.

"Hey! Did I tell you about my mom?"

Johnny shook his head.

"Well, Sir had the decency to go on a bender and get hit by a train…"

Johnny’s shocked squawk drew a chuckle from Roy.

"Do you want to hear the story or not?"

"I'm not sure." Johnny muttered.

Roy let him stew for a while as they drove along in silence, Roy behind the wheel. Johnny started to fidget.

"Well?" He demanded finally.

"Well what?" Roy asked with infuriating calm.

"Your mom?! What happened?!"

"Oh! I was telling you about something, wasn't I?"

"Roooy!"

He laughed out loud at the pathetic whine.

"Okay, okay! Anyway, he never took her off his life insurance policies."

"Policies?" Johnny emphasized the plural with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah. We can't figure if he was paranoid or senile. Either way, my mom is now a very wealthy woman."

Johnny beamed.

"Well good for her!"

"I think so." Roy smiled fondly. "Anyway, she has decided to sell the house and move to Hawaii."

"Far out!"

"Yeah. The firm she works for has an office in Honolulu, and this manager that is so difficult that he can't keep a secretary. She said she'd like to take a whack at him."

"Watch them end up married."

Their eyes met as they laughed delightedly and sped on through the afternoon.

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Tuesday 23.. February 1836

6 50

11 ¾

no kiss my cousin came very gently just after I got up damp small rainy morning F36 ½° at 7 55 - siding my study table till 8 50 when went down to breakfast in 35 minutes - out with Mr. Washington at 9 40 to level for the new line of meer-drift - with him and Holt levelling so as to shew Mawson where to begin cutting out the meer, and sitting out and levelling the new line of meer-drift till left them about 11 ¼ (after which they levelled for the line of drift from the engine pit to the old mytholm goit to take off the upper bed water) - with Mark Hepworth levelling soil brought from Northgate - soiling over the transverse hill up to near the present entrance doors - then with Robert Mann + 3 till dinner time - they had taken up 6 or 7 thorns and a goodish ash-tree - came in with Washington about 12 ¼ some while with A- then ¾ hour in my study looking into German Grammar – A- off to Cliff hill about 2 and back before or about 4 - from 2 to 4 ¾ with Robert Mann + 3 planting the thorns and ash tree in the corner of Park farm field just above the cascade bridge - and planted one the largest and best and a handsome thorn in the glen above the bridge and in the Wheat field - Frank carted the thorns and one of Mark Hepworth’s cart brought us a load of soil - rained more or less all the morning and all the afternoon from about 3 pm pretty smartly that the men were wet and went away at 4 ¼ - I was wettish but sauntered about seeing the effect of the thorns etc - found A- had her Bouldshaw tenant and the coal-man with him wanting to buy the Bouldshaw coal - she said she had had a much better bid than theirs - would not say what - they to call again in a fortnight to say if they would give more - A- had Mr. Parker between 5 and 6 about Haigh’s lease –

SH:7/ML/E/18/0181

I had dressed - taken off all my wet things and had Mr. Husband about the meer - had literally forgot to let him know about the levelling - he wants 10 carts at Northgate on Thursday - he is to come to me about 10 am that day to see about how the meer is set-out - said Mr. Harper talked of coming in a month - I said he must send the section of the meer - I could not put off beginning the meer for a month - dinner at 7 - coffee - A- did her French - my father went to bed at 7 ½ that A- and I did not see him - in fact, we had not intended going into his parlour tonight - our rencontre last night too disagreeable - Marian came in to say she thought my father not well - tried gently to excuse myself from going in to see my father in an evening Miss Inman’s being there making it too disagreeable to all parties - Marian was all wrong about it - not hurt but ‘annoyed’ - said it was ‘an insult’ to her (Marian) - I excused myself as well and calmly as I could - thought I (and afterwards said so to A-) it will be best to get out of the way - a few minutes with A- and my aunt - then went up to see my father for 10 minutes in his bed - said he was not poorly but could not get warm all the day so came to bed Marian was there the 1st part of the time and seemed calmer - A- and I sat talking till near 9 - I said if we went abroad I thought of Germany - wrote all but the 1st 2 ½ lines of today till 9 20 - then writing out the German auxiliary verb Werden till 10 10 at which hour F36 ½° and fair - rainy day - very rainy afternoon

[libidomechanica]

Untitled (“Yet still wanton stroke her feet:”)

Of my dead eyes too much pertaine.     So thou in Margent see? But changeable and my tunelesse     stone. Yet still wanton stroke her feet: and half house; but when     I came first time. Rich in

turn, nor even awe, just a presence     of meteors, let me ever love will lovelorn     women sang; and the best voices, that dark blue quilt and pinion,     she then giue leaue the

mind? Through Prussia Proper, and     veneration for its delight, and swear I dinna think, in     its delicate: the husband to fall. And many acres,     a gather blisse I gladly

be bride: but, as your pointed     our lives under the honeymoon color, one is tying     their sea-coal, come, fall lowly spinning drifts and past through your     name; yet why that my steps.

Love like fyre: and in my arms, had     laid your braue. Great god of dark. In time of needfull thralled     discontent. As readers take for me too long despair with     mares; his daughter; but with

muffled by dew descended from     whom all men rate as kind and old, nauseous to toes and this     yeare is she for when my bodies best musicke vnto blisses:     tell me when the blinded

man impose stand in your eyes, now,     if thou suffrest neyther change the laws of everything here;     and there, erneis, Radulphus— eight-and-forty manors if     that hearts instead of gold:

but such a mode of pride, and once     seeme too long a race-horse; much to his hide; when Cupid, hauing     run, the whole sea has been absent in walls of those frequent     rainy morrow, to linger

in it till the Muses treasure     in hairst, I shure in her will forgiveness, the bowre are     the wide slaughter’s self, and said; oh Thou, whose pryde depraue my spirit     cut a caper: and

thus taken, mends our Business be     the laugh to see thy face, that fail to bear thine to eat&see     the springs, a God fingertips, then kisses poured out by     the secret of thee wit,

better equipage: but if an     humble husbands are clearer to me my loved me and     Helvoetsluys, that all the woman and harmony combine, and     in the night doth she is

of the morne, then we met first defynd:     and help me put mine owne decay, and dead my life, no     cloud of the awake day incapable of even a     maid;—the animals: an

older friend. Their mistress he sported,     seduce me thus, for pity? Letters better may in     bloody race, that all the recording to be lost as a     steed was her eyes serue him

with you anywhere I don’t look     well as any saint, half- solved to see, sins that spot of earthly     eye: then to bear; why warbling be with clipt pinion, she     then we meet at any

times to be inclynd: that he was     in a rusty hinges here: ’ but No! I know that all reason     didst with greedy fyre. To a race as I haue run through     time it is a geranium.

Within, the snow still anxious     more hardest fate, so doth the garden when those natural     whirl, called my dainty Lucia. But that misseth then he cheered,     and with anybody’s

work’s expire, unless to pray for     Pardon. In laurell tree. Hectic and moss and prayses yet     be low and to speak, ev’n with light inheritance, but     When from human species.

[gnattyplayssims]

1940 Pt1 - Family Matters

Anabelle couldn't sleep. Everytime she closed her eyes Sofia was there. Her restlessness eventually woke Stefan and he sat up sleepily. "Sorry baby, go back to sleep." She waited till his breathing steadied then slipped from the room. She needed a distraction.

Things were quiet upstairs but there was light coming under Kye's door. She opened the door quietly and slipped inside.

"Anabelle what are you..." His eyes drifted down her body when he realized what she was wearing "...doing here?"

He swallowed as she came nearer.

She closed the space between them, pressing herself against him as she drew him into a hungry kiss. "I needed to see you. I...don't want to be alone tonight"

Kye responded with a moan against her mouth as he leaned deeper into her kiss his hands roaming over her.

He pulled away after a moment, "What happened to just being friends?"

She stepped forward, forcing him to take a step back "Forget that. I don't want that anymore. I want you."

He fell onto the bed and she climbed on top of him. He swallowed trying really hard to control himself

"It's okay." She soothed, running her hands through his hair. "You don't have to pretend you don't want this." She unfastened the buttons around his neck and slid his shirt over his head. "No dirt, or bugs just you and me. We won't even smell like smoke when we're done."

Kye wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer, giving in. She pushed him down on the bed her hands tracing over his body. Her kisses more fervent then he'd ever felt before. Like she would devour him. She bit his lip a little too hard. No, he had felt her like this before

He pushed her off him angrily, "What the plumb do you think you're doing!"

"What?"

"I'm not a fool, Anabelle, you've done this before! You make me feel incredible then what...you and Stefan are gone in the morning? No, I'm not letting that happen. Not this time."

Anabelle pulled her knees to her chest and started to cry, "I wasn't trying to..."

Her sobs hurt more than he thought anything could, even watching her ride away. He climbed onto the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms. "Hey I'm sorry. I-I just can't lose you again."

He held her until the tears subsided and she fell asleep.

"What's going on with you?" He whispered as he kissed her hair. He sighed, breathing in the sweet smell of her shampoo. He'd never imagined she could smell so good. It was too much. He left her there in his bed.

Carleton Greenburg was born on a rainy spring afternoon. Anabelle seemed the only one not overjoyed "Do I get to read this one?" Kye hovered over her as she slammed the book shut before he could peek at the poem "Is it about me?"

"No"

He sighed "Anabelle about the other night"

She grit her teeth about to make a rude remark when Stefan bounded in and their conversation was halted. She stood fighting back irritation at her son. The house was 4x the size of the tin can they had lived in back in Evergreen Harbor but it seemed there was far less space.

Hezekiah took an instant liking to Kailee's son. "Hi little guy! Oh wow he's so tiny!" Anabelle watched him nervously as he made faces at the baby. She was getting better at steeling herself against the regret but seeing him with Carleton made her wish they'd never even met.

"Was Stefan ever this small?"

He had suddenly turned his attention toward her and she jumped. "Oh, yes. Smaller actually"

"Wow"

He held Carleton out to her. "I don't think...okay." She couldn't help but smile and Kye thought it was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

As time went on Anabelle began to spiral and Stefan became an easy target. "Are you okay?" Ivy asked after one particularly mean comment.

"Mind your own business" Ivy looked a bit hurt, "Wait no. It's just...she's my mom. What am I supposed to do?"

"You could talk to your dad"

Later that night, Kye found Stefan in the sitting room. "Hey buddy, your mom said you're refusing to come upstairs." Stefan rubbed his eye trying to be tough, "Is there a reason you're disobeying your mother?"

"Can I sleep down here with you?"

"Why would you want that?"

Stefan sniffed "I don't think mommy loves me"

"What? Why would you say that?"

"She always yells at me. Did I do something wrong?"

Kye's heart shattered and he pulled his son into his arms, "Of course not, mommy loves you! Sometimes adults get hurt too and it makes us mean."

"How bout we get you in bed and mommy and I will have a chat."

"Are you mad?"

"No, I'm worried, about you and about her." He scooped Stefan up holding him close.

But even as he said it he couldn't help but feel anger rising up in him. What made her think any of this was okay?

Kye tucked Stefan in and asked to see Anabelle in the hall. "What is it?"

"He thinks you don't love him."

"Why would he think that?"

"Cause you keep yelling at him"

"That's absurd. Is this about the milk thing? I merely told him not to be a pig, and save some for his cousin"

"Anabelle, he's five. He's learning and you call him a pig?"

"He'll get over it."

"No he'll carry it for the rest of his life just like I have!" He froze, he'd never talked to Anabelle about Marianna before. He took a shaky breath, "If this is about us then keep it between us."

Anabelle scoffed, "You're the one who chose not to be part of this family. You pushed us away."

"That's not what happened"

"It is!" She took an angry breath "I wanted to know you, Kye! You were the one who said you didn't want to ruin it with feelings. So, stop trying to ruin it now"

1940 Pt2 - Anabelle's Trauma

[itjazzbicch]

Angel With Horns

Pairing:  Wheeler Yuta x Fem Reader

Summary: Continuing from The Rainy Day:

The reader had decided to follow the same path as her now boyfriend, Wheeler Yuta and leaving the Best Friends. Happy for his success, she also becomes defensive when hearing Moxley and Bryan trying to belittle Yuta, standing up to them and earning Regal's respect in her match, all of that fire she showed revealing his little angel has a different side..

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!)(Unprotected sex)

Requested by: No One (But I hope you all enjoy it!)

Word Count: 1.9k

Tag List: @demonqueen29 @peachy-satan00 @new-zealand-chic  @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @thatpanpal @hungmanhorsecarriagge @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linziland13 @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @whenimakeitshine1234

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

“Talk about a killer match!”

Ever since Yuta decided to follow his own path and join the Blackpool Combat Club, things have been so much better. I left Best Friends and also decided to follow my own path too, Yuta and I also making our relationship official.

We were on top of the world. Not only were we both champions now, we were killing it on every show we performed on. He always had a soft spot in my heart, unable to control my excitement when he came from behind the curtain with Moxley, Bryan, and William Regal following.

“Thanks, baby,” He smiled, coming and hugging me, “Now, you go steal the show alright?”

“Always,” I smiled back brightly, kissing him till I heard a faint whisper:

“God, he’s such a softie.”

My eyes drifted to Moxley, who wasn’t so good at hiding what he said. Yuta decided to ignore him and went to speak, but I didn’t. Looking directly into Moxley’s eyes and saying:

“If you’re going to talk shit, say it with your chest.”

All of their eyes landed on me, immense shock in Yuta’s. I know he still had it a little rough in the club, but I refused to tolerate anyone’s bullshit when it came to talking about him.

“You’re making him soft,” Moxley stepped in, Bryan adding:

“We’re turning him into the badass that he needs to be and I agree, you make him soft.”

They all looked at me like I was mad, William very intrigued by our conversation when I scoffed back:

“Hold on, hold on. Aren’t you two married? Have children? But Yuta is the soft one by loving his girlfriend?”

It actually took them a second to think of something to say, Bryan putting up an argument:

“We save that for when we’re at home. Besides, my wife was a wrestler.”

“Oh bullshit,” I called, “You just had your kids here like a week ago? And you’re wife was only relevant in wrestling because of her sister, had a title like once, then just stole and botched all your moves.”

Yuta’s eyes couldn’t expand anymore, unable to believe what I was saying and seeing me truly pissed which was a rare occasion and I wasn’t done there:

“And Mox, your wife likes getting oral sessions from other people right? Meanwhile I am, ROH women’s champion and who’s in the main event tonight? Oh right! ME!”

The sting really hit them hard, having nothing to say after that. Only shooting dirty looks meanwhile I went about my way, kissing Yuta one more time with some fire, smiling softly:

“I’ll come back still a champ, baby. Enjoy the match.”

I was going to leave it at that, about to head back into the guerrilla, till William’s voice halted us:

“Wait just a second now, Y/N.”

William, I did have lots of respect for; So, I listened, fixing my title on my shoulder and looking to him, staying in place, curiosity turning into a nervousness when he turned to me and said:

“I will be escorting you.”

Moxley’s jaw actually dropped, quickly saying, “Oh come on, Reg-“

“Was I talking to you?” William snapped, shooting him a dirty look and only receiving silence, “That’s what I thought. Now Y/N, let’s go.”

“Yes sir,” I listened, glancing to see a smile on Yuta’s face when William began to lead the way, both of us having the same idea in mind.

When it was time for the match, I knew with William right at ringside watching, this had to be one of the best matches I ever put on. I could see how he was watching, evaluating every move that I made and it made me work harder.

By the end of the match, I was worn down. From chain, to harsh strikes, high risks, I was feeling it all, but still had fight left in me and knew I had to end this now. She tried charging at me and I quickly knipped up to my feet, letting out a loud growl while head-butting the hell out of her.

Dazed, she tried picking herself up, feeling a drop of blood on her temple and I didn’t know what it was, but I was even more aggravated, kneeling down and smashing elbows into her shoulder and head, yelling and screaming the whole time, then latching into a tight choke hold, making her pass out, even hold on a little after the bell went off.

My eyes drifted to William as he entered the ring, throwing her body off of me and standing up to him, unsure of what was going to happen next.

A smirk crept onto my face when William took my title from the referee and presented it to me, proceeding to raise my hand up in the air. I was already sure of what was happening, but as extra confirmation, Mox, Bryan, and Yuta joined us on stage whenever we made our way up.

“Y/N,” William smiled to me, “Welcome to the Blackpool Combat Club.”

Looking back at how I snapped, what I said to Mox and Bryan. I thought that William too, did not like me and would more than likely punish Yuta for it with more harsh training, but there we were, standing in the center with Yuta, smiling as we held our titles up high, now together in the club.

“Now, Yuta,” William began, heading backstage, “I expect you to give her the run down of things before next training.”

“Won’t be an issue,” Yuta nodded, wrapping his arm around me, smiling while noticing how Mox and Bryan were not fans of this decision, which made me smile too.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Regal,” I smirked, leaning my head next to Yutas title, “I’ll be ready.”

“Better be,” He smirked, heading off in a different direction, Yuta leading me too the locker room, his stance giving mixed emotions.

He seemed to be content but angry at the same time. I never liked leaving questions and wandering thoughts, straight up asking him when we walked into the locker room:

“Yoots, If what I did earlier made you upset or anything, I’m sorry. I know they don’t take it easy on you, but I couldn’t just stand there and listen to-“

“I’ll deal with whatever they throw at me,” He breathed deep, kissing me hard into the door, showing the signs of an adrenaline rush, “That was so damn hot.”

“Is that right?” I smiled into our kiss, not expecting this response, but had no complaints.

His head nodded quickly, taking our titles and tossing them into the chair to kiss more, “After that, I don’t think they’ll mess with either one of us. Especially not you.”

I couldn’t help my giggling against his lips, “Oh don’t worry, I will establish my dominance in the club, but right now, I want to get out of this gear.”

“Took my words right from me,” He smiled, nearly ripping his shirt off from moving so fast, stripping down to nothing and gladly taking part in making my gear disappear.

With my blood running hot, still on the high I felt since I ripped the guys a new one, I charged him back to the couch to sit, quickly straddling him, kissing just to enjoy the gasp we would always share when I would drop down, walls needing time to adjust, but there was no holding back my temptations.

“Oh damn, that’s what I love,” He breathed in, smirk forming while looking me up and down, taking the time to admire, eyes locked on our hips grinding together.

The look in his eyes only made me want to be even more filthy, leaning back on his thighs to give him a better view, rolling a little quicker and moaning out with a smile:

“You love this pussy, baby?”

“Now, you already know the answer,” He scolded playfully, thumb circling my clit, “Feeling like a bad girl, tonight huh?”

I moaned sharply at the feeling, how it made my nerves rattled and suddenly making my hips roll even quicker, turning into slight bounces, nodding my head quickly, but matching his vibe:

“Your little angel has a pair of horns too.”

“Taking that halo off for me?” He smiled, knowing how encouraging his words were, even a slight drool and a visible fight with his moans when I started to go crazy, feeling us sink deeper into the couch each time I came crashing down onto him.

“Only for you, baby,” I kissed sloppily with louder moans, walls around his girth tight and growing with his cock in my lower core, “Only you can get me in a place like this.”

For us not dating for too long, he knew how to read me like a book perfectly, thrusting his hips up, a pinch at my sweet spot instantly earning my gushing orgasm.

“Fuck, Yuta!” I yelped, the high so good; his moan turning into a deep growl, wanting the feeling again and knowing exactly how to get it.

Hanging on for dear life, my knees hung over his shoulders, head throwing out a filthy moan, screams of his name while he sat on the edge of the couch, cock stuffed even deeper in my cunt, practically in my stomach.

I instantly became desperate for that high again, not even needing a command and throwing myself into his thrust, gasping for air with an aching chest, but not a single thought of stopping in my mind.

“Starting to wonder if you were ever an angel,” He watched and toyed, death grip on my hips to slam harder,  “Riding my dick like this, I’m not so sure.”

“You love me either way,” I panted, so close to another orgasm and not in the mood for the toying anymore, “Go harder with me. I’m about to cum again! Please, baby.”

“Let it all out then,” He huffed out, feeling a tilt of the couch from going as hard as possible, pushing me to screams, “Go harder like you wanted, come on.”

Frantic nods pushed me to go just as hard as him which was a lot, hand gripping at his hair when I felt an earthquake that travelled from my brain to my toes, curling with a wave of wet heat and crying out his name like it was the last thing I was going to do.

“Shit!” He gasped hard, pulling me off and cum shooting all over me, “Didn’t want to let me go.”

No hiding my true emotions, my head shook faintly, getting the last bit of bliss by rubbing myself along his shaft, able to feel faint throbs and how much of mess I was turned into.

“We both needed that and fuck, was it good,” I whispered faintly, catching my breath in his lap, rest my head on his chest.

“You can say that again,” He breathed, glancing to his phone seeing messages and laughing.

“Just know,” I looked up, sharing a good laugh, “I’m willing to take any training punishment if they have a problem with the incredible sex they just heard.”

[sswissy]

𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 | 𝗌𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅

𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 | 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏

NEXT MORNING 

Rain was incredibly antsy the entire night waiting for the morning to come as quick as possible. He had tried taking multiple strolls around the lake to calm down but that hadn't helped. Aether had also tried his best to comfort him but his worries weren't disappearing. Rain had even attempted to sneak close to Swiss' door in favor of hearing any movement but it was silent. He knew Bellamira was hiding there considering their lingering scents. 

It was nearing nine in the morning now, Rain was bundled up in a blanket on the couch with his tail flickering back and forth in anticipation. Cirrus had run off with Cumulus for a coffee run like usual whereas Mountain left for the garden to water the plants. Dew would usually be out cold until rehearsals or till one of them woke him up to mess around with shit. Aether would most likely stay coop in his room for a bit to relax before dealing with the fire ghoul's mess. Which left Rain to ponder with his thoughts that morning. 

Bellamira however was slowly waking up while cuddled up to Swiss whose arms were tightly wrapped around her. She sleepily rubbed at both eyes muttering shit when realizing she hadn't washed off her makeup the previous night. But that should've been the last thing on her mind when everything that happened last night dawned on her. Her neck was most definitely still swore from Swiss' mark especially when moved a certain way causing a whimper to pass her lips. 

"What's wrong, princess?" Swiss yawned before purring into her neck until she yelped. He slightly jumped back to see the redness still surrounding the bite and cooed. Bellamira hadn't fully realized how sore it would be afterwards especially after Swiss had sucked down so hard last night on it. 

"I'm so sorry, sweetheart. Do you need me to get you something?" Swiss kissed her cheek and tip of her nose before pulling away. Bellamira cuddled closer into his chest before closing her eyes again to savor the moment. 

"I'm sure I'll be okay, I do need to get up and get ready before Sister Imperator throws a fit." Bellamira groaned. She had been skipping out on chores more and more since spending more time with Swiss. Which wasn't a fair enough excuse to the Imperator who was a stickler for rules sometimes. Not that she often times followed them but it was expected that the clergy did their roles and did them well. 

"Do you have to leave, princess? I could just take care of you all day, wouldn't you like that?" Swiss teased, his heat already starting to create a fog in his brain looking at his mate cuddled up to him. She looked like a piece of artwork with his mark and bites scattered across her body after Bellamira had gotten comfortable. 

"Sister Imperator would kill me if I tried." Bellamira knew better than to piss off the women too bad. After all, Mira had spent her entire life being raised by the Imperator and knew what ticked the women off more than most. 

"Princess, I hope you realize how far I would go to protect you. Nothing is ever going to happen to you ever again." Bellamira leaned into the hand holding onto her cheek and smiled. It could've brought tears into her eyes but the happiness outweighed every possible emotion in that moment. She knew that Terzo had loved her in his own way and even Rainy who sure got annoyed with her but still cared deeply. Whereas with Swiss, it was entirely different and the feeling of being so cared for in such a way was incredible. 

"I-I love you, Swiss." Bellamira whispered. Her heart racing incredibly fast even though both of them had admitted their feelings to each other. However Mira was slightly worried that it had just been the fog of Swiss' heat affecting him so much. 

"I love you eternally, princess." Swiss leaned down to kiss her softly before the heat could have any effect on him. Bellamira could hardly believe for a second that this was real. She would've figured any moment she'd wake back up in her dorm and get ready for another work heavy day in the abbey. However the sting on her shoulder and Swiss' lips on hers told her it was very very real and it wasn't going to change any time soon. 

Bellamira was in desperate need for a warm shower and a hot coffee to wake up but a water bottle would do until then. Dragging her half asleep body into the living space, Swiss followed closely behind with a hand on her hip. Dew was groggily inching out of his room before noticing the subtle wobble of Mira and red bite on her shoulder. He immediately perked up with a smirk and tail flickering excitedly behind him before pouncing on Swiss. 

"So did you guys fuck finally?" Dew teased. Rain also immediately perked up once seeing Bellamira walking towards the couch with a smile on her face, completely in bliss. His attention falling to the ridiculous cartoon bandaid covering up his mistake and tail lowering to match his mood. 

"Are you ever not so damn nosey gremlin?" Swiss hissed. Dew stomped in his direction before Swiss could swiftly turn around the couch's corner and sit down next to Mira. His arm wrapping around her waist and tucking her into his side with his head falling into her shoulder. 

"G-good morning Rainy! Did you sneak off from the party?" Bellamira smiled at the ghoul whose ears perked up hearing her cheerful tone. Rain was certainly waiting for some sign that showed some anger towards him but Mira was just waiting patiently for him to reply. 

"I didn't stay after-" Rain stopped himself once seeing Swiss glare at him. His anger towards Rain obviously not completely gone whereas Mira was acting as if nothing happened. 

"If you think I'm mad at you Rainy, I'm not. You can calm down?" Mira sighed. It wasn't fair that Rain was beating himself up for something so minuscule. There were far bigger things that happened to her that was way worse than a minor scratch. Rain tried to gauge her reaction as his shoulders slumped in relief waiting for her to say something nasty about the situation. But per usual, Mira seemed calm like most times around him. 

"I didn't mean to do that, I was a little overwhelmed at what was happening." Rain grimaced. He shouldn't have acted quite like that. After all, Bellamira was obviously his mate and he'd be sure not to hurt her in any way. Rain had felt ridiculous for acting out but in his defense, he had been protecting her for so long that it felt nature to him to do. 

"Stop worrying, Rainy. I'm perfectly fine." Mira would've went to comfort him if it wasn't for Swiss wrapped up in her like she would poof away any minute. Not that she was complaining by any means as Mira snuggled closer to him as Dew began to rage already that morning about Satan knows what. It felt like things were really falling into place finally...

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April Showers Bring May Flowers

Jennie Kim x Fem!reader - Not Requested

Angst

Prompt: Title says it all.

I cried writing this, not proud of it though because I feel like I can do better.

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“I brought you flowers!” Jennie shouted excitedly as she shut the front door behind her, Kuma and Kai scrambling behind her, matching her energy. Jennie was finally able to get your favorite flowers since they’re a rare and expensive kind of flower and she was so thrilled about it.

You got up from the couch where you were watching the rain patter against the window, holding your hands up playfully.

“Woah! Slow down Jen,” you laughed witnessing her almost crash into the side of the couch. “I’m happy your home.” You rounded the couch and got pulled into her embrace, giving her a quick kiss before pulling away with a smile. Jennie pulled the bouquet of flowers from behind her and held it in front of you, her gummy smile appearing seeing your reaction.

“What? No way- how?” You stammered, looking at Jennie with wide eyes. Although you didn’t give her time to respond before you were pulling her into another hug.

This one more tighter than the first, and more passionate, hoping it would convey how thankful you were. You can’t imagine what she’s had to go through to get these flowers.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you so much Jennie. I love you,” you said repeatedly between kisses on her face, causing her to laugh. “I love you too, so much..” you heard her say softly in return before you finally let her go. She gave you a big grin before sitting next to you and leaning against the armrest. You immediately got up and filled a vase up with water and put the flowers inside, and placed it on the coffee table before sitting back on the couch. Kuma and Kai cuddled up on your side.

You ended up turning a movie on, the rain outside pattering against the roof making you feel serene and calm. You had everything you needed right here at this moment. You both fell asleep not long after.

When you woke up, you looked over at Jennie whose arms and legs were wrapped around you. She looked peaceful laying in such an awkward position, but adorable nonetheless. You smiled before slowly removing yourself from underneath her. You grabbed a blanket to cover her with. As you went to walk away to get ready for work. You worked at night, claiming it was more quiet and there were less people. Your shift started at 9:30pm, which means you need to be out in 15 minutes.

Not wanting to waste any time and wake Jennie up, you quickly slipped on some clothes and ran a hand through your hair before kissing Jennie on the forehead and grabbing your keys off the counter. On your way out the front door.

The drive to work was good, not many cars on the road and the rainy weather wasn’t bad either. This is why you liked April and May, why you liked the spring season. It meant rain and beautiful flowers. It also meant lazy days inside with Jennie. And that was why you pushed through work with a good mood.

But the drive back wasn’t so good. You made sure to check the weather report earlier today and it said light rain. The rain you were in now was heavy and loud. Your wipers were about useless so you planned to pull over till it cleared. You stopped at the red light ready to turn.

Unfortunately, as you turned, a semi truck happened to be driving straight at you, swerving and gaining speed rather quickly. They were in the wrong lane. They were gonna crash into you if they didn’t brake now. You honked aggressively, trying to alert them…but they didn’t stop.

Maybe they couldn’t see you? Your heart raced in your chest knowing you weren’t gonna be able to get out of this unscathed. Would you be okay? Would-

Your car flipped from the impact, sliding across the road into the grassland and trees. It tumbled and tumbled, the sound hurting your ears with a furious ringing. You could feel it. Feel when the car flipped and crushed in on itself, feel every compression against you, like you were being crushed. The glass shards from the windows littering cuts all over you. Mixing with the rain and grime and dirt, it stung.

And as the car jerked from slamming into a thick tree you couldn’t help but think why this had to happen. Couldn’t help but think if the truck driver was drunk with the way he was swerving. Couldn’t help but think about Jennie.

‘Fuck.’ You thought to yourself, your head starting to hurt and your vision blurring. Your long sighs turning shallower the more numb you felt. The feeling drained from your body slowly. Your heart was beating out of your chest and cold sweat dripped from your forehead. There was so much blood and you knew it was all yours. You knew your body was going to shut down soon.

And you knew you weren’t getting out of this. Knew you weren’t cheating death.

But your brain told you there was no other choice. No other way out. So you closed your eyes and waited for it to all stop. To be left with only silence and emptiness. Only to snap them back open with determination, you felt around for your phone with your hand still…usable, praying it wasn’t cracked or broken. It was, but still worked. You quickly opened your contacts, calling Jennie even though you knew she wouldn’t answer seeing as she was a heavy sleeper. You would’ve laughed at the thought but you knew it would only bring you more pain.

You managed to send her a voicemail, and throughout it you got choked up multiple times knowing this was the last. You told her how much you loved her and how sorry you were that you had to leave her so soon, you told her not to blame herself for what happened to you, and to give Kuma and Kai lots of love for you.

You tried your hardest to keep your voice strong through the sobs that wracked your body while saying goodbye to her. But you knew deep down that there was no way that you would make it. Not like this. So, after taking a few moments to compose yourself you pressed send. You glanced at the date and time and it was, April 30th, 11:43pm. Just seventeen minutes and it would be May first. You turned your phone off.

The rain mixed with your tears as you sat there stuck, and you don’t know how long it was, or how long it took, but you were gone.

☆彡

“I brought you flowers love.” Jennie mumbled softly as she stood in front of your grave.

April showers bring May flowers.

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You tried your hardest to keep your voice strong through the sobs that wracked your body while saying goodbye to her. But you knew deep down that there was little chance that you would make it. So, after taking a few moments to compose yourself you pressed send. You turned your phone off.

The rain mixed with your tears as you sat there stuck, and you don’t know how long it was, or how long it took, but you were gone.

Or so you thought.

Jennie got your voicemail and immediately called 911 after receiving your phone location. She woke up after you shut the front door to go to work. She finds it amusing when you try to sneak out her arms thinking she wouldn’t wake up.

But god, was she terrified, and frankly she still is. Especially when she heard your voice like that?

Now she sits on a light blue uncomfortable hospital couch anxiously waiting for someone- anyone to tell her you're going to be okay. She has tears in her eyes and her throat is dry, she barely managed to get out of a panic attack from your voicemail earlier. She has to be strong for you.

The door to the side of her clicks open and the doctor steps out. She’s never sat up so fast, “How is she?” She asks with a shaken-up voice.

“She fractured her left shoulder and legs, and lost a lot of blood.” He pauses, and Jennie feels her heart stop till she sees a smile appear on his face, “But she’ll be okay.”

Jennie wants to scream, but that’s not very appropriate at the moment, so she nods. The doctor steps aside, “Would you like to see her?”

“Yes, thank you.” She replies in almost a whisper. The doctor leads her out of the hallway and to the room where you lay. There you are. In the hospital bed with a ventilator. Your arms were bandaged and covered in gauze, tubes connected to you; you look pale but you don’t look dead, and that’s all Jennie cares about. You take deep breaths every so often, looking calmer and more peaceful than before, which makes the tears fall harder down Jennie’s cheeks.

She walks closer slowly, watching you carefully, and reaches out to gently brush your bangs away from your eyes, you hum lightly in response as she looks you over closely. After examining you further she turns her gaze to the doctor who nodded, indicating it was okay for him to leave the room and let you alone for now. She leans forward, placing a kiss on your forehead before pulling away, sitting next to your bedside. Her leg bouncing up and down nervously as she waits for you to open your eyes. Your eyes flutter open, looking towards Jennie who was staring right at you.

Her lips curve up into a smile as she stares at you, wiping the remaining tears, “Hey sleepy head.” She says softly, smiling as her fingers play with the loose strands of your hair.

“Hi.” You say quietly reaching out to grasp one of Jennie’s hands in between both of your own. A soft, warm smile graces your features as your thumb starts tracing circles on her knuckles.

“Are you okay?” You ask, and Jennie wants to roll her eyes because she should be asking you that.

“Yeah. Are you?” She returns, leaning in and kissing your cheek briefly.

“Mmm…definitely been better, but I’ll be okay.”

You reply honestly. It was true. The pain in your shoulder and leg were bearable and you were pretty confident everything else will be too once you healed up. She hums softly at hearing those words, squeezing your hand.

“I love you.” She murmurs into your ear.

You hold her tighter in your grip, “Love you too.” You mumble softly and rest your head against her shoulder.

I’m still a clown, I know.

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Nami's Relationship Questions (1)

🍊Who wakes up first in the Morning:🍊 It all depends, Nami is sensitive to the weather and current. I think she is the first to wake up in the morning as she enjoys walking up and watching the sunrise and taking in the peaceful moments she has before the rest of the crew arrives. If their S/O joins them holding hot coffee she will take moment even better knowing she could cherish a moment with her S/O. She probably shares a few stories of her childhood and listens to her S/O do the same. Other days I do think she would like to rest.

🍊Who is the first to fall asleep at night:🍊 Her S/O does. Nami must make sure the sunny is running in tiptop shape. She will organize all the notes she gathered on the different islands and yell at her crew before crashing on the bed complaining how they are ruining her beauty sleep. She would grab her S/O and snuggle with them only for their S/O to wake up with their face snuggled between her breasts. She is just looking for comfort and warmth for his S/O.

🍊What they playfully tease each other over: 🍊 Nami will tease her S/O over small things they do. If their S/O can’t cook she will tease them about how they can’t cook while teaching them basic ways of cooking. She even will tease her S/O on their navigation skills but everything she teases them for will come out from a loving heart. She loves her S/O and the fact she is with them.

🍊What they do when the other’s having a bad day: 🍊 Nami likes having brewed coffee with a citrus twist, with her S/O. She will blend it with her S/O and would usually suggest it for her S/O if they are having a bad day. The smell of bitter coffee with the sour scent of citrus is enough to help her feel motivated to continue the day. But if her S/O has another way they feel comfortable doing she is more than happy to hear it.

🍊How they say ‘I’m sorry' after arguments: 🍊 It all depends on who is wrong and who is right, Nami is stubborn but not that stubborn. If she is wrong, she would usually apologize to her S/O bring them orange as a sign of forgiveness. If her S/O is wrong, she would wait for them to apologize. She would be colder than usual till her S/O does apologize.

🍊Which one’s more ticklish:🍊 Nami is, get her in the right spot and she is squirming in her S/O’s arms. Just don’t tickle her when she is spoiling her S/O in bed. She is treating her S/O.

🍊Their favorite rainy-day activities:🍊 Sitting in the cabin watching the rainfall, with a cup of coffee while she does her work on the map and her S/O resting next to her. She finds the time when she isn’t stressing about the sunny sinking to be relaxing. Of course, those days are rare as on rainy days she is instructing her crews on what to do with the ship.

🍊How they surprise each other: 🍊 Gifts, of course, Nami willing to spend money and buying something for his S/O would not only surprise her S/O but everyone else on the Sunny. She chose the gift personally and was willing to cough up her money she worked so hard to save hard to buy something for S/O. Her S/O better take great care of it.

🍊Their most sickening shows of public affection:🍊 Hugging sometimes kissing. She isn’t into PDA but she isn’t against it either.

Other Relationship Questions 1 Zoro, Ace, Nami, Law, Sanji, Kid, Sabo, Killer, Shanks, Doflamingo, Crocodile, Luffy, Robin, Usopp, Koby, King, Smoker,

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All The Colors

Corpse Husband x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Warnings: Colorblindness, Swearing

Genre: Fluff, Romance, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: The colors are not always seen but rather felt. Just like Y/N feels the colors through their best friend and boyfriend Corpse. That’s how they realize that what they can’t see is the most beautiful and genuine feeling in the world. The feeling of knowing something and someone so deeply.

Requested by my dear friend Lulu, who you might have known as greenieofshield. Unfortunately she’ll never get to read this fic and I’ll never forgive myself for not putting it out sooner but I’ll also never forgive the universe for being so cruel as to take her away so early. She was one of the best people I’ve ever met, always so full of optimism, always there to brighten up my day and make me smile. Always so strong and brave, never falling victim to the hate she received despite not being deserving of it. The world lost an angel the day she died and I as well as so many other people will forever miss her.

Love you and miss you with my whole soul and hear, Lulu. Hope they’re treating you right in heaven ❤

For what it’s worth, Y/N has never asked people to describe the colors to them. In their eyes that seemed like the equivalent of poorly patching up a wound: they could hear thousands upon thousands of descriptions of each color and still wouldn’t be able to imagine it. The descriptions would only make that worse to them. So to avoid feeling even more like they’re missing out they never asked.

However, that doesn’t mean they haven’t developed their own way to ‘visualize’ and imagine colors throughout the years. They’ve tried loads of different methods, few of which stuck around and not for long either. That is exactly why they frequently used to tell their friends: “You can’t paint me a rainbow with black and white and shades of grey and expect me not to feel like I’m missing out on something. Paint me the gloomy sky on a rainy day and only then we’ll be even cause you’re seeing the same greys I am.”

Little did they know how drastically their logic was about to change in the following years.

Speaking of said following years - they met Corpse who became one of their best friends in practically no time. And within just a few months of that friendship’s blossoming, a romance sparked. A romance their friends would jokingly refer to as ‘romance of a lifetime’. Maybe it was said jokingly but Lord knows they weren’t wrong in saying so because the two were completely head over heels for one another -s till are to this day - and never shied away from showing it.

Y/N and Corpse met through Rae who Y/N was staying with while on a little vacation to Los Angeles. To be even more specific here, the two met through a game of Among Us, the game responsible for many wonderful friendships since its release.

“Guys, guys, guys.“ Y/N said after sparking up a bickering session for falsely accusing ‘blue‘ of faking a task in Navigation during the final round for the day, “Here’s a little rule of thumb for whenever we play together again: don’t trust me if I accuse a color instead of a name.“ It’s safe to say that statement rose a few eyebrows in the Discord call, the confusion serving as amusement to them before they explained themself, “Oh, why that is? Hm, I don’t know, maybe cause I’m colorblind.”

Rae who was in on the scheme the whole time and was struggling to hold in her laughter finally snapped while the rest of the players were left processing the information that had been dropped on them.

“But you practically kicked our ass every single round?!“ Corpse said, amazement and confusion in his tone.

“Expect the unexpected from this schemer, take it from someone who’s known them for a decade now.“ Rae said, winking at her friend from across the room. Not failing to notice the blush on their cheeks while doing so though.

“Corpse, are you calling me a good liar?“ They poked a stick at him teasingly, desperately avoiding Rae’s gaze which widened the second she realized why her friend was so flustered by Corpse’s remark.

“Practically a con artist.“ He replied to them with a laugh, earning one from them in return.

And so they practically conned him into falling in love with them with their quick wit, sarcasm and cuteness. If someone is to ask Corpse if he expected to fall for Y/N, he’d probably say yes.

“They were like a magnet the moment they entered the lobby and started talking.“ He said once on a live stream in response to a question he received in the chat regarding Y/N, “It wasn’t hard at all, falling for them. What took me a while was realizing it. While I was referring to them as ‘best friend’ all my friends were rolling their eyes and going ‘Sure, bud.’ Just took me a bit to realize why.”

Luckily, it didn’t take him too long to grasp what his heart was actually screaming at him. Good thing they came to terms with it so soon too, otherwise they would’ve driven their friends insane.

Anyway, enough about what happened and what could’ve happened under one circumstance or another, what matters is the ‘here and now’ of their relationship. And trust me when I say it has never been better and it keeps getting better every day.

The beauty of what those two have is in the tiny every day things that they do for each other, the good morning texts even though the other person in probably just in the kitchen making breakfast while the other cannot find it in them to get out of bed; or it’s laced within the calls between them when neither of them are home or at least one of them is out and about, busy with a task they’ve probably been putting off for far too long. Don’t get me wrong though, the romantic gestures aren’t rare either. Random gifts are exchanged by them on regular intervals but one consistent and super romantic gesture that repeats a few times every year (of the two years they’ve been dating) is Corpse giving Y/N a bouquet of flowers.

A detail Y/N couldn’t help but take notice of was the fact that the bouquet was always made up of the same flowers with only small changes to the arrangement of them and maybe some tiny ones added too. Unfortunately, they aren’t artificial so they couldn’t have kept them thought they wish they could’ve. That being said, it goes without saying that those flowers mean the world to Y/N, the gesture actually - they know flowers are a common gift to give but anything they receive from Corpse is so special and makes them feel like the only person who’s ever received such a gift.

And so they got curious, they had to ask. They had to ask the question they never thought they’d actively ask considering their view of the topic. But they still did.

“Hey Corpse.“ Y/N spoke up out of the blue, breaking the silence that had fallen over them while they watched the movie they were only partially interested in given how exhausted they both were from devoting themselves to their respective tasks and responsibilities throughout the last few days.

Corpse hummed in response, the arm wrapped around their waist doing a little motion as if encouraging them to continue, his gaze immediately traveling down to his partner.

“What color are the flowers?“ They asked, gazing at the bouquet - a gift they had received from him for their birthday a few days prior - in the vase on the dining table.

They waited a few seconds but when they didn’t hear nor feel any sort of response from him they couldn’t help but look up at him. Upon doing so, they saw his small smile as his eyes too remained on the bouquet. “They’re black and white.“ He replied eventually, “Black roses and white daffodils.“ His gaze wandered away from the vase and down to meet theirs, “I don’t want you to think I’m seeing them in their ‘full beauty’ while you only see them in black and white. You are seeing them in their full beauty and not missing out on anything. They are absolutely beautiful black and white as they are.“

As a response to his answer, Y/N couldn’t suppress the growing smile on their face no matter how hard they tried. So they didn’t try at all, they let the smile lighten up their face before speaking up: “You’re a wonder, Corpse.” They said, pushing themself as upright as they could to be able to kiss his cheek. “However, you’re wrong.” They say when they pull away, smirking up at his confused expression, “My world was black and white until you came into it. You’re all the colors, Corpse. Your love’s red, joy’s yellow, sadness blue, chaos green. Love red. You’re all the colors and out of all the people that have tried to describe to me how they look, you have managed to do that just perfectly without even trying.”

Little did they know that’s exactly what he thinks of them - their world is black and white because all the colors live within them. Because they are all the colors.

And maybe they both are, seeing as how they came into each other’s lives exactly like the rainbow after the pouring rain.

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[sinner-as-saint]

‘Till We Bleed Out - 4.

Vampire!bucky x reader.

Part 4 of this series. 

Run-through: Your car breaks down on a deserted road on a rainy night. You have no other option but to seek shelter from the nearest house you could find; the mansion, which happened to be the talk of the town for its mysteriousness along with its equally mysterious owner, Mr. Barnes. The universe can be tricky sometimes but the fact that you found yourself at that mansion’s doorstep at that time was no simple coincidence. That one night changes everything forever - quite literally. True love, past lives and creatures from folklore; turns out it’s all real. 

Themes throughout the series: vampire!bucky, fluff, smut, angst 

You had tears streaming down your face when Bucky stepped into the bedroom.

He was all you needed. You sobbed and extended both your arms out in front of you, asking him to come closer because you just needed him to anchor you back to sanity. Bucky rushed to you immediately, wrapping his arms around. He knew what happened, and he knew it was a lot for you to handle. 

“Shh, it’s okay baby. I’m here.” He whispered in your ear as he effortlessly pulled you onto his lap. He leaned back into the headboard with your clinging to him like a little bear. “It’s alright, sweetheart. You’re okay now, you’re home.” 

Somehow that made you cry even harder. His grip around you tightened. His eyes watered too as a smile formed on his face. He had you back now, everything was alright. 

He held you for God knows how long. Minutes, maybe hours. He had turned the bedside lamp on and with the help of the soft glow he could see that your tears had stopped and your face was no longer damp. You sniffled here and there, shifting on his lap whenever your legs felt uncomfortable but you cling to him still, refusing to let go. And he was more than happy to hold you for however long you needed him too. Good thing he could physically never get tired. 

“Sweetheart?” he called out gently, hoping you’d talk to him. 

“Hmm?” you answered. 

He smiled and kissed the top of your head. “Are you okay?” 

You nodded. “Yes. But my head hurts.” 

He hugged you a little tighter, “You’re gonna be okay, baby. You should get some rest.” 

That made you scoff. You pulled away a little, straightening your back and faced him with a weird look. “Stop trying to get me to sleep all the time.” You mumbled, your voice hoarse with how much you cried earlier. 

He chuckled, wiping the tear stains from your face. “Well I don’t know, from what I’ve seen humans are very sleepy creatures.” 

You rolled your eyes at him and he laughed and pulled you closer. “I missed you. So much.” He mumbled, looking deep into your eyes. 

You began tearing up again. “I didn’t- I didn’t mean to leave you here, all alone I-,” you choked on a sob and he hugged you again, you pushed your face into the crook of his neck, wetting his skin with your tears. “I couldn’t fight them off that night, they were-,”

“Shh,” he whispered in your ear. “I know, baby. I know. It’s not your fault, I should’ve protected you better. I should’ve been more careful.” He could feel your heartbeats against his chest. “But you’re back now. Everything is fine.” 

When you stopped crying again you pulled away to face him; a thousand questions on your mind. 

“Where is everyone? Steve? Nat? Tony? Are they…” you trailed off, unable to speak because just saying their names out loud made your heart hurt. 

“Everyone is still here. We even have a few new members.” His answer brought back so many memories. 

You remembered them; your large group of friends who quickly became family. You could spend decades not seeing each other but when you did, you all picked up right where you left off. You remember how extravagant your reunions used to be, each of you knowing you’re much more stronger because you’ve got each other. You were a solid team, despite all of you being different in your own way. You created a secret, solid team of nocturnal creatures, ancient gods and beings from other galaxies; not all of you were vampires. But you were a family nonetheless. 

“Where are they now?” You asked, smiling at the memories which came flooding back in. 

Bucky smiled. “One call away. They’re gonna lose their minds when I tell them you’re finally back.” 

Your smile faded into a slight frown. “But I’m human now.” Suddenly you didn’t want to be. “You’re gonna have to turn me at some point.” 

He nodded. “At some point, yes. But not right now. You’ve been through enough already.” You recognized that tone of his. His voice was firm which meant that he wasn’t going to change his mind anytime soon. 

You almost whined. “But Bucky-,”

He was quick to cut you off. “No. I found you after more than a century. I think I can wait a little longer.” He leaned in to kiss your cheek. “Besides,” his lips trailed down your neck and your heart raced, he chuckled, “I love hearing your heartbeats.” 

You smiled, leaning more into his touch. “I forgot you could hear them.” 

He playfully nipped at your neck. “Keeps me up at night sometimes.” 

You giggled. “I apologize. I’ll tell my human heart to be quiet from now on.” You ran your fingers through his hair. 

“Don’t.” he mumbled against your skin. “I never knew you when you were human before. This is new, I like it.” He kissed along your jaw, making you shiver - not just because of his body temperature. “Besides, it constantly reminds me that I have you back now.” 

You smiled and gently caressed his cheek. “Speaking of me being back, you knew about me way before I showed up at the front door that day, didn’t you?” you had, while having a meltdown earlier, pieced it together. 

Bucky tensed up. Then chuckled, pulling away from you and stared into your eyes. He nodded, a little nervous about how you’d react. “Yeah.” 

You smirked. “And the thunderstorm? Thor?” There was no way a storm could be so constantly violent for so many days, you figured he must've gotten help from the god. He nodded yet again. “How did you find me?” you smiled playfully, feeling all proud because you discovered his little game. 

“Wanda was out running errands a couple of months ago, and she ran all the way home crying and a complete mess. Vis calmed her down, and then she broke the news to me. She said she saw you.” Bucky reached out and cupped your face. “Then I had to see you for myself.” 

You knew him too well. “And?” you smirked, knowing there was still some part of that story left. 

“I went for a stroll around town. And I saw you, you were at the café where you went each Saturday morning for some light reading. I knew then that I had to get you to come home, but I couldn’t do it alone. So I reached out to Thor… and Loki.” 

“Buck!” you were pleasantly surprised. “Let me guess, it’s Loki’s fault that my car broke down so conveniently close to our home?” You didn’t need an answer to that, you knew. He nodded, fighting a smile. “And then naturally, Thor did his bit.” He nodded yet again. You shook your head, chuckling. “So you stalk me, then lure me in and then keep me confined in here?” you meant it as a joke, of course. 

Bucky groaned and pushed his face into your neck, hiding his embarrassment. “Don’t say it like that.” His voice came out muffled. “I have the right to do all that, I’m your husband.” 

You giggled. “Not in this lifetime. Not yet.” 

You earned yourself a glare from Bucky. He quickly leaned in to kiss you. Taking you by surprise as he nibbled on your lower lip, making your body tingle. “I love you.” He mumbled against your lips, pulling away before it got too heated. 

“I love you too.” you murmured, knowing that he was still being cautious and maybe a little hesitant. 

He fake gasped, “Already? But you’ve only known me for a couple of days, human.” 

You giggled and pulled away, and ended up laughing. “Shut up. I love you so much.” 

He smiled at you. “I know.” 

As you looked at him you realized that the room had gotten lighter. You kissed him one last time then got up to use the shower. You needed a nice, long shower to clear your head for a while, and he knew it so he let you be. 

While showering you thought about the changes which would follow now. You smiled at how much had changed already. A couple of days back, you had no recollection about your life with Bucky. But now, you had all the memories of the past lifetime spent with him. And you couldn’t wait for more. 

Bucky found you standing at the sink, wiping your face dry with a towel. You hadn’t noticed he had made his way into the bathroom yet. You placed the towel down on the counter and almost jumped when you saw his reflection in the mirror. 

“Bucky,” you smiled as he walked over and wrapped his arms around you from behind. 

“Hi.” he whispered and kissed down your neck. 

“You could knock. What if I wasn’t decent?” you asked, knowing it would get a reaction out of him. 

He rolled his eyes at you, pushing his face back into the crook of your neck. “Nothing I haven’t seen.” he mumbled, kissing your skin. “You always smell so good.” He kissed along your throat as his hand discreetly, slowly undid the knot at the front of your robe. You accidentally let out a moan. And he smirked against your skin, “I’ve missed you. So much.” 

“Buck…” 

“I’m here baby. I’ll take care of you.” He whispered in your ear; his voice deep and hot and smooth. He managed to undo your robe completely, slipping his hand past the slit and in between your legs. You moaned again, your body remembering his touch as well. “Do you know how hard it’s been holding back from you?” he mumbled in your ear as his fingers lightly grazed your folds. “Hmm? Do you?” he teased you by trailing his fingers up your body, gently cupping your breast with his cold fingers before moaning in your ear. “You’re so warm. I can imagine how warm your little cunt will be, wrapped around my cock.”  

He chuckled when you visibly shivered in his arms. 

“Bucky?” 

“Hmm?” 

“I want you.” 

And that was all he needed to hear. He grabbed you by the waist and turned you around, kissing you feverishly while walking backwards out of the bathroom. He discarded your robe on your way to the bed. You shivered again, at the feel of his cold fingers against your bare body. 

You giggled when he pushed you down on the bed, his hungry eyes watching you with nothing but raw desire and hunger. “You’re so beautiful.” He whispered. And despite you being the one whose heart was racing, he was the one who sounded breathless. 

He lowered himself on the bed, spreading your legs apart and settling in between them. He couldn’t believe you were finally back. And now that he had you, he wasn’t letting you go. Ever. He reached out and ran his knuckles along your wet folds, making you shudder at his mere touch. “You’re so warm.” He commented. 

Bucky placed a kiss on your inner thigh and you gasped. Your body reacted to his touch like no other. He reached out with two fingers and gently circled your clit, gathering your wetness from your folds and smearing it around. He watched how your body writhed on the bed, so responsive to his touch. 

He placed his hands on your thighs and spread your legs further apart and attached his lips to your core without a second thought; the lower half of his face completely submerged into your dripping core. You moaned out loud as you felt his warm mouth on top of your dripping core. His tongue slipped past your folds and teased your entrance; occasionally flicking your clit mercilessly. Your hands immediately gripped his hair and tugged gently at his roots. His tongue slowly circled your throbbing clit, parting your wet folds with ease. You were a moaning mess on the bed; squirming with tears in your eyes at just how good his mouth felt. 

“So fucking sweet…” he whispered and got back to assault your sensitive spot with his warm and wet tongue; relishing your taste, “as always.” You whimpered under his touch and at his words, feeling his stubble rubbing against your soft skin; it burned a little, but you enjoyed each and every second of it and craved for more.

He looked up at you, staring into your eyes while he ate you out, making your legs tremble around his head. You watched how his eyes drew darker and darker. He had a slight smirk on as he watched you in awe and how you lost control under his touch; legs shaking as he teased your entrance with the tip of his tongue. 

Your arousal drenched the lower half of his face as he ate you out relentlessly until you were nothing but a moaning mess. His hands wrapped around your thighs, securing you in his grip as he pushed his face further into you, making you cry out loud. You came violently all over Bucky’s tongue, body shuddering and shaking while you moaned his name out loud.

“So perfect…” he mumbled and kissed your inner thighs, licking you clean before kissing his way up your body and finding your lips again. He kissed you with ardor; eager to just be inside you already and make you squirm and shake under him, but he also wanted to cherish each moment and worship your body. He couldn’t make up his mind, but he knew that he wanted you. Bad. 

You felt his tongue stroke the top of your mouth, and his hands touched you wherever he could; your breasts, your waist – leaving trails of goosebumps wherever his fingers touched your skin. He quickly pulled away and undid his pants, then grabbed both your wrists and pinned them above your head. “Keep your hands there for me, sweetheart.” He mumbled under his breath and lifted his hips to align his erected cock to your entrance. You instinctively spread your legs apart to give him more room.

His hand reached down and he pumped his cock, rubbing it all over your dripping core in the process. You squirmed and moaned when he did so; the tip of his cock rubbing up and down your wet lips, parting them as he circled your clit gently. You shuddered under him; whining in need. Your body begging him to just take you already and make you his own.

His eyes looked darker than usual, and his face looked dangerously handsome. His voice was deep – which caused the butterflies in your stomach to go crazy. “I missed you so much.” With a slow, steady push, he inserted his length into you. You shuddered as you felt all of him, his beard tickled your skin as he kissed your lips repeatedly and told you how good you were. You heard his ragged breaths as he removed himself out and pushed himself back into you again. 

You moaned out loud; your cries wanton and desperate because you wanted more. You needed him. Bad. 

“You’re mine.” he whispered in your ear in between grunts and moans as he sped up into you, making you feel all of him while he stroked your walls perfectly. He reached out and grabbed your face with one hand, the other holding him up. He stared into your eyes, speeding up into you. “I’ve been dying to make love to you since you got here. I was dying to remind you that no matter what happens, you’re always gonna be mine.” He leaned in to kiss you, shamelessly shoving his tongue past your parted lips and stroking the inside of your open mouth. 

You could only moan in response. 

He kissed down your face. You let out a moan as he found your sweet spot, and felt him smirk against your skin. You moaned again as he bit and licked the skin beneath your jaw, all while slamming into you relentlessly; stretching you out and pounding into you like his life depended on it. When he pulled away to look at him again, you gasped at the sight of his dark eyes and sharp fangs. 

Your hands instinctively reached out to brush against his parted lips. They were soft, and cool. He smirked, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours. “Like what you see?” he teased. You meant to say yes but moaned out loud instead as you felt your walls clench around him, and tighten around his thick member; making him swear out loud too. “Fuck!” he cursed. 

“Bucky… please…” you were right on the edge. 

Bucky bit down on your shoulder with his sharp teeth as he pounded into you mercilessly. Not hard enough to injure you but just enough to make you scream loudly, in both pleasure and pain; begging him for more. Your body tingled as you felt the sharp pain. He placed one of his hands gently around your neck while he sped up even more into you; he leaned in to whisper in your ear again. “I love you.” he simply said, feeling your walls beginning to clench harder around him. 

“I love you…” you said it back, moaning as he made you come undone violently around him. 

Bucky pushed his face into your neck as he growled and grunted, coming right after you. You gasped for air, basking in his body heat as you held him close to you; sliding your hands into his hair and kissing his shoulder. “I love you, Buck. More than anything.” You spoke into his hair and he chuckled and pulled the two of you under the covers again.

“I love you more.” He pulled your worn out body into his and kept you safe by his side. He had you back now. Everything was going to be alright. 

“Hey, look.” You kept your head on his chest as you pointed towards the bedroom window. The storm had passed. You both saw the sunrise again, after so many gloomy days. “Good morning.” You mumbled and kissed his chest. 

He caressed your face lovingly, the light from the sun making you glow even more than earlier. “Good morning, sweetheart.” 

The storm had passed yes, but you weren’t leaving this house anytime soon.

[thebrochtuarachs]

Something in the Rain - “A Month Apart, Part 1”

A/N: Hi everyone, thank you for your patience as I whipped out this chapter. I had the initial outline on how this chapter will go but more frequent than none, it changes a lot in the middle while I'm in the writing process. :) I love this story and I hope it just gives you the good feels while reading this. We're two years into this pandemic and the world is still crazy. I hope you're keeping safe and being kind to yourself. :) As always, your comments and suggestions are very much welcome.

A modern day meet cute instance between Jamie and Claire.

AO3  / C1: A Day In June : C2: Definitely, Maybe : C3: So We Meet Again : C4: Friday Lunch : C5: Finding Solid Ground : C6: Situations : C7: Interruptions

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After their first date, their schedule for the following two weeks we’re packed - with Jamie settling back in the firm after his 2-week trip from London and Claire’s schedule at the hospital and preparing for her trip to Seattle.

Being a lawyer and a doctor weren’t the most flexible jobs - with patients and clients to attend to, surgeries and hearings to prepare for, plus, with both of them in administrative positions, it is additional work on top of their normal duties. But Claire and Jamie were determined to make it work, so they decided to communicate better, be extra patient and understanding, and really commit whatever available time they had.

The first week, Jamie couldn’t make lunch as he had a court hearing to prepare for and Claire couldn’t make dinner as she was on the night shift. So Jamie, one day, surprised Claire outside the hospital by picking her up, invited her to quick breakfast dates instead, and dropping her off at her house to make sure she got home safe.

The second week was a bit lighter but with Claire going to Seattle on Saturday, she had to do extra administrative work to make sure everything was set for her leave. She offered to have dinner takeaways at her office in the evenings which he happily accepted.

The night before her flight, Claire and Jamie were hanging out in her office, sitting at the sofa, admiring the Edinburgh skyline with a little wine and cheese tray.

“I’m sorry we couldn’t go out” Claire apologized.

“Don’t worry about it, Sassenach.” Jamie turned to Claire and patted her hand. “I honestly would prefer to do anything if it means I get to spend time with you - whether sitting here in your office on a Friday night or sitting in the gallery watching your surgery.”

“You’re too good to me, James” Claire quipped in a feigned dramatic voice.

“Ah, you give me too much credit, Claire. I hope you know that you make an effort too, especially these past two weeks”

“Me? It feels like you’re fitting more to my schedule than I am yours!”

“But you met me during breakfast even though you looked too knackered from yer shift.”

Claire couldn’t deny that and she could just smile with Jamie’s understanding.

“Are you all packed up for tomorrow?” Jamie asked, changing the subject.

“Yes. The weather’s mostly rainy in Seattle so I brought extra items for the wet and cold.”

“And what’s your schedule for the month?”

“Have I not sent you my itinerary? Hold up -” Claire took out her phone and quickly sent an email to Jamie. “There, I sent you my schedule but between teaching and surgery, my time’s the same as here just minus the administrative work, which I tell you not, I’m pretty excited to be free of it for the next month”

Jamie just nodded. The next month.

It’s all rather bad timing if you look at it. The first month, they’ve been rather inseparable with going to lunches almost everyday and weekends at the center. The following month, quick dates and meetings as Jamie was away at London and their crazy schedule at the hospital and the firm. And now, going into the third month since meeting, they’d be completely separated by roughly 4,485 miles.

“Did you hear what I said, Jamie?” Claire asked while waving a hand in front of Jamie’s face.

“I’m sorry, what?” Returning to the present, unaware that his mind has gone away a bit.

Claire gave him a softened look and sat closer to him. “What were you thinking?”

Jamie stayed silent but Claire’s look urged him on.

“Nah, ye’ll think me daft” Jamie said but Claire shook her head.

“Fine” Jamie stretched his arm to pull her closer and she gladly leaned on his shoulder. “I was just thinking about how I’ll not be able to see ye for a month, how much I’ll be missing ye, and how excited I am once ye return here.”

“Oh,” Claire knew the feelings were simple but it’s his words and the way he said it that touched her most.

“I told ye it’s daft.”

“It’s not daft.” Claire tried to mimic Jamie’s accent but they both just have to laugh at her attempt. Turning serious quickly, she took Jamie’s face by the hand and looked deeply into his eyes. “You know that I am going to miss you too.”

Jamie just nodded in agreement, looking at Claire so sweetly and lovingly that she couldn’t help but lean in for a kiss.

Since their first kiss after their date, they hadn’t been shy in showing affection to each other. Nonetheless, it’s all been very respectful to the boundaries to whatever stage they are in their relationship. Hand touches, hugs, pecks and kisses here and there but never really beyond that.

But with her impending departure, Claire seemed to be eager for more. Instead of completely pulling away, she kissed him again some more.

Jamie quickly picked up the signal and allowed himself to pull Claire closer and to his lap. A few minutes later, Claire felt Jamie’s tongue on her lips asking for entrance which she happily obliged. The air around them was electric.

Jamie was first to pull away before the moment got away from them. Claire sighed - not from disappointment, but by the fact of how chivalrous Jamie really is. And she doesn’t really mind it one bit. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

The following day, Jamie picked up Claire to drop her off at the airport. They thought they had time for a quick bite but traffic was so horrendous that they got to the gate just in time before boarding began.

With barely any time left, Jamie pulled Claire to a tight hug as the PA system called her flight. “Go, you’ll miss your plane”

Claire reluctantly released Jamie with a grunt. “Let’s go somewhere when I return”

“Sounds like a plan” Jamie tried to hide the longing in his voice but it was too late.

“The month will be over before you know it, okay? Message me everyday, call me every afternoon when you can” Claire encouraged him. With one last kiss, they bade each other goodbye as she started walking to her gate and Jamie was no longer in sight.  

As Claire waited for take off, the silence of a constant message ping on her phone slightly unsettled her. It was then she realized the vast distance between Seattle and Edinburgh. A single tear escaped but she quickly pulled it together. She’s not even gone yet but homesickness hit her right away.

-

So the four-week long distance trial began.

The 8-hour time difference is not too crazy between Seattle and Edinburgh with their available times falling at the start and end of the day. They’ve been coping well with their synced calendars and communication options.

Jamie sends flowers and snacks to Seattle Grace, earning Claire points from the staff for all the treats she’s been giving away.

Claire, on her end, sends late messages to Jamie to wake up to in the morning and asks Mrs. Kim’s Korean Street Food Hub to delivery chicken wings to Jamie every so often.

They’ve also reserved some time on the weekend for extended calls with conversations falling from happenings to their week to what hairstyles and colors they’ve done in the past.

It wasn’t till late in the 3rd week that things started to shake up.

It was a random Thursday evening in rainy Seattle. Between two surgeries and one class, Claire was ready to call it a day. She was settling on her sofa, drinking her tea for a little night cap when her phone pinged. It was 9:30PM Seattle meaning it was 5:30AM Edinburgh, too early for anybody to contact her over there unless it was important.

Grabbing her phone, her notifications show it was from Geillis. It was a link to a tabloid along with a message “HAVE YOU SEEN THIS?”

With the link, she can see the preview of the title “Jamie Fraser is off the market!” Curiosity prevailed Claire and she clicked the article

-

On the other side of the world, Jamie, as always, promptly arrived at the firm. Just as he was to pass Mrs. Fitz, she called him out.

“Ah, lad”

“Yes, Mrs. Fitz?”

“I dinna ken yet what ye or Claire are yet but have ye spoken to her today?”

“Today? Not yet. Why?”

She motioned for him to come round the reception and take a peek at her monitor.

She showed him the same article Geillis sent Claire and as soon Jamie saw the accompanying photo, he fished out his phone and immediately contacted Claire. It was midnight in Seattle but Jamie didn’t care - he wanted to clear things before things got misinterpreted.

“Erm, hello?” a groggy Claire answered the phone on the other side of the line.

“Hi, were ye asleep?” Jamie asked as he walked the hallway to his office.

“I was but I answered already, what’s up?” she replied, her voice still muffled by sleep. She knew why he was calling though but wanted to hear it from him. “Did you just arrive at the firm?”

“Yes,” he replied, closing the door to his office for privacy. “Well, I don’t want to keep you long but an article came last night about me and well, in case ye’ll see it, it is not true.”

Jamie heard Claire sigh on the other end, “I’ve seen it” she confirmed.

“Ye’ve already seen it?” he repeated in disbelief, looking at his watch, it’s only been posted a few hours ago.

“Geillis sent it to me earlier, I think it just came out then. She’s a bit of a morning person so…”

“Claire, it isn’t true. It was all in a bad angle. The Dunsany’s have been a long-time client of ours and we had an unexpected dinner meeting yesterday. I was just escorting their daughter to her car when the paparazzi got wind of us and ran with whatever story they could think of.” Jamie quickly explained in summary.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yeah. I mean you say it’s not true and I believe you.”

“You don’t have any questions?” he asked, a little baffled.

“Not really. I mean was there more to it?”

“A bit but something we can talk about later.”

“Okay”

It was both refreshing and confusing as to why Claire seemed nonchalant about all this. On one end, she might be really understanding. On the other end, she might be harboring ill-feelings she didn’t want to discuss.

It was Jamie’s line that turned silent. Claire, guessing he might need more despite her sleepy state, obliged him. “Jamie, I won’t lie. I was surprised at first because of the photo and how the article was written with your family histories. Add to that, that I didn’t see it in the calendar and you didn’t text me about it.”

“Why didn’t you call -?”

“But” she interrupted him, “I also know you, Jamie, and I know about us. If I was really concerned, I’ll call you right away. But I’m not and we’ll be meeting later anyway, so I know we’ll talk about it eventually.” she paused to catch a breath. “Besides, you already explained it, I don’t need to know any more because I trust you, Jamie.”  

“Okay” it was Jamie’s turn to give the one-word reply.

“Are we okay now?” she asked.

“Yes, as long as ye are too.” Jamie replied to which Claire mummed in agreement. “Thank ye, Claire.”

“You’re welcome. Now, I’ll go back to sleep and see you later.” With that, Claire ended the call, a small smile crept on her face knowing the relief and joy Jamie probably feels right now.

[cuteykat]

Hello friend!! I have decided to ask something for my daddies favorite characters! If that's okay? I didn't see any rules or anything soooooo

I'mma just go on gut instinct

Maybe some fluffy cuddles with Lucci, Crocodile, Mihawk and Ace? (And anyone else you wanna throw in? Any daddies I missed) Oh and headcanons unless u wanna do scenario? Please and Thank you!!

Hello! Thank you for the request! These scenarios will be in short story form to I hope your okay with! They’re are two extra character I added in there too! I hope you enjoy

Ace: It was early morning sailing along on a winter island. Snow was failing everywhere and it was very cold. Everyone would usually be wearing something warmer, well except Ace.

Ace was walking along the ship until see you noticing how cold you were.

“ are you okay (name)?” He ask being a bit concerned

You look down before looking back up “ Ace do you think we could cuddle since it’s very cold?” You ask the fire man.

Ace was quiet embarrassed that you asked, his face turned bright red not knowing what to say at first but he nods his head walking over to you. He kneels down beside you hugging you tightly in his arms feeling like a heater

“ Thank you ace” you mumble and start to close your eyes. The man was like a living heater and you could peacefully fall asleep in his embrace. Shortly after you did fall asleep to which he smiles

“ Your so cute (name)” he picks you up gently bringing you to your bed so they could cuddle more.

Lucci: it was early morning in enbies lobby but no one could tell due to how it was always sunny night and day and the stars never showed themselves.

You were doing your regular task along the ships feeling sad. You didnt particularly know why you felt that way but you did. You kept a smile on your face to which most people would assume that you were happy except for Lucci. He could sense how you felt at any given moment, have it be due to the Neko neko fruit or just pure instinct. He wouldn’t go right up and ask but he would follow you around a bit till you were both in a secluded area. The man walks up to you having a small hint of worry on his face.

“ Something the matter?” He ask looking down at you

“ I guess I can’t really hide it Huh” you look down at the ground “ Just feeling sad, I don’t know why” you think about it till it hits you “ Maybe because I miss seeing the stars and moon. We don’t get to see it here and it’s just something I miss” you sign before smiling “ But thats okay! I enjoy being here”

Lucci nods and gets an idea “ Meet me by the gate at 7 pm alright?” He waits for your confirmation

“ Of course lucci sir” you say even though you were genuinely confused

Through out the day you felt a bit better but there were times you thought about the stars. All so beautiful in the sky.

In the afternoon lucci goes to speak with spandam “ I have something I have to do later tonight so I’ll be taking the night off” he says while rubbing hattori chin

“ What’s so important?” Spandam complains like a whiney child

“ None of your business” he retorts

“ Probably bringing (name) somewhere” Kaku says to which slightly embarrasses Lucci.

“ None of your business” lucci walks out

7 pm comes and you were standing outside the gate when seeing the man hold something that was like a picnic basket and a train comes around

“ Get on” the man instructs.

You both get on the train and it starts to ride having it be only the two of you. It was quiet but he opens up the Picnic basket to where they’re was a small home made meal along with some snacks before he opens up the window “ Take a look outside”

You mod and look outside, you were out of enbies lobby and you could see the stars. You start to cry at the nice gesture before he sits next to you holding you.

“ You said you were missing the night sky right? I thought I would let you see it again”

“ Thank you so much!”

You both cuddle and eat watching the night sky before you start to get tired.

You yawn and hug the men quietly thanking him before falling asleep.

“ If I could do this more with you I would” he puts his face into the crook of your neck as a shooting star flies by. Maybe the stars would grant that wish.

Mihawk: it was close to midnight, it was a rainy day after the whole sky be pitch black with no stars shining through at all. The whole day Mihawk had been busy running around unable to see you all day. And right as he gets a break he can see the red hair pirate walk in

“ Yo! I’m not interrupting anything am I?” Shanks says with a smile

“ Right as I get a break to. Come inside I guess. (Name) will be happy to see you” Mihawk says seeing shanks also had alcohol with him

“ Great!” Shanks says walking in going to the living room seeing you were wrapping something up

“ What are you up to (name)” shanks ask looking over

You jump looking surprised “ I’ll tell you but you can’t tell Mihawk”

The red hair man smiles “ deal!” He opens up some rum for the both of you

“ I made ( or bought depending on how you choose) this for Mihawk. I’ve been waiting till he wasn’t busy so I can give it to him but he been busy all day” you say holding the scarf in your hands clenching down on the fabric before seeing Mihawk walk in

“ Mihawk I-“

“ Sorry I’ve been quite busy today. Let’s drink alright?” Mihawk says not noticing it we’re holding something

“ y-yeah!” You put the scarf into pocket

A few hours hours and you were already drunk and leaning against the greatest swordsmen getting tired

“ mihawk~” you say looking at the men before hugging him “ love you” you fall asleep closing your eyes

Mihawk looks quite surprised only to see shanks laugh

“ What’s so funny shanks?” The man looks at shanks with his golden eyes like he was staring into his soul

“ She fell asleep before she could show you it” he points to your pocket “ Look in her left pocket”

Mihawk wonders what the hell the other man was talking about but reaches in your pocket and grabs a scarf

“ it’s a scarf”

“ Look at it closely!” Shanks laughs drinking more alcohol

Mihawk observes it and sees his name is engraved into the scarf making his face turn a light hue of red before wrapping it around his neck and hugging you tightly starting to cuddle you.

You smile in your sleep and mumble “ I love you Mihawk” you go back to being quiet

“ I love you too” he mumbles under his breathe before gently picking you up in his arms and starts to carry you to their shared room “ Goodnight shanks” he mentions.

“ Goodnight you lovers!” He laughs seeing how cute Mihawk was being to you

Mihawk sits both of you on the bed and he watches you with his golden eyes. He thought you were the most beautiful women he has ever seen.

“ Goodnight my love” he kisses your forehead and hugs you tighter falling asleep cuddling you the whole night.

Crocodile: it was about 8 Pm in Alabasta. The sun was setting meaning it was starting to get cold. The days were scorching hot and the nights were freezing cold. Crocodile had another busy day but that was usual for the man but usually once he would have seen you walking around to either have tea ( or coffee) or feeding the bananagators. He’s not one to worry much but for you it was different.

“ where could that women be?” He walks and goes to his bedroom to think but he sees you were in his bed not looking too good. Your face has a red hue to it and you had blankets wrapped around you. You looked sick but crocodile was surprised you were in his bed and not your own

“ What are you do-“ he saw that you were asleep and looking visibly in pain and before he could continue to think nico robin appeared

“ She almost passed out near your room Mr.0. I brought her here earlier this morning. She must of been asleep the whole day”

Crocoldile sighs “ Fine. Can you leave us two alone women”

Nico smiles and leaves the two of them alone

Crocodile looking at form seeing you were still shivering despite being under 3 blankets. His face had worry in it before going to the bathroom grabbing a thermometer.

You open your eyes slowly seeing the man walk over to you “ I’m sorry cr-“

“ Don’t talk” he puts the thermometer into your mouth and when hearing the beep he takes it out. You definitely had a fever. He goes to call a doctor but can feel your hand grab on his clothes

“Please cuddle with me” you ask before letting go. You were so tired that you couldn’t even keep your grip on the mans coat

Crocodile wouldn’t admit it but he did find it cute that such a strong women like you would ask for something like that. He would completely deny any one else but he sighs shaking his hand “ Alright” he gets in bed and wraps his coat around you knowing you like his coat before seeing you wrap your arms around his form and closing your eyes once again

“ Thank you crocodile” you fall asleep having your face show the real pain you were in once again.

The man hugs you lightly not wanting to hurt you but let’s put a small smile before frowning “ Your definitely seeing a doctor tomorrow. But for now I will cuddle with you. I love you (name) you are a very strong women and I can’t see you being sick” he goes and turns off the light “ Goodnight (name)” you both sleep the whole night together having crocodile keep your warm the whole night.

Sanji: it was 7 pm, the stars were shining beautifully through the night sky. Everyone had finished dinner but you had decided not to eat. You wanted to watch the stars in the sky and think about the solar system as a whole. They’re were so many theories out there but one that was always on your mind is that the people you missed were a star in the night watching over you to keep you safe. It had been a while since you were on the ship with your crew but you missed the people you love and watching the stars made you feel closer to them. You were so lost in the stars you didn’t even hear Sanji yell your name

“ (name)-chaaaaaannn!!” Sanji rushes over with food that he had saved for you but he sees that you were so intently looking at the stars that you didn’t even notice he was there, to which made him shock

“ (name)-Chan?” He says poking your shoulder to which makes you jump “ Didn’t mean to scare you but you never came to dinner so I saved you some food”

“ O-oh thank you Sanji-Kun” you smile a bit taking the food and give him a hug in thanks before eating quietly and watching the stars

Sanji felt like he could pass out at the women, your hugs were like a hug from the goddess, your smile was brighter then any star in the sky.

He goes and sits down next to you wanting to spend some time together

“ What are you thinking about cutie?” He ask to which your face gets bright red

“ I-I well” it takes you a moment before speaking again “ When I look at the stars it brings me peace. They’re are so many different things people believe in when thinking about the stars. But the first thing that comes to mind for me is the people you love, the people you miss. They are the stars in the night watching over you, protecting you to whoever may harm you. They are the guiding light in the night sky” you take a bit of your food almost chocking when Sanji hugs you close, smelling the strawberry shampoo in your hair “ Are you missing someone right now?” He ask rubbing your hair trying to soothe you

You hum and nod your head “ I love being with everyone here, it’s always a fun new adventure waiting to happen but...” you take a breathe “ I do miss some people in my life. Every day I’m grateful for being here with everyone but I do miss them”

“ It’s okay (name)-Chan. That’s completely normal feeling. Everyones loves you here but I love you more then anyone else on this ship. I’m always here for you” Sanji looks up at the stars

You finish your dinner and lean against the cook giving him a kiss on the cheek “ Can we stay like this for a bit longer? I know you have to clean up but being with you like this... it makes me happy”

“ of course darling, anything for you”

Both you and Sanji spend a long time in each other’s arms watching the stars in the sky and enjoy each other’s company.

Zoro: today had been quite a peaceful day on the ship to which was a very rare occasion but it did sometimes happen. You were able to relax peacefully, everyone doing there own things but all you could here was Zoro grunt when lifting weights. You knew he was lifting inhuman number of weights but he was being very loud today for some reason. You stop whatever your doing and try to walk to him but you start to fall off the ship and before you go overboard Zoro had dropped his weights and grabbed you quickly

“ Z-Zoro...” you look at the man “ T-thank you”

Zoro humans but starts to hug you tighter while putting his face into his shoulder seeing some of his crew mates staring

“ Zoro is something wro-“ before you could continue Zoro quickly lifted you up your feet and carried you both to your bedroom placing you on the bed

“ Zoro what’s going o-“

“ I want to cuddle with you (name)” a light blush forms on his face “ I wanted to all day but I couldn’t get the words out. But seeing you almost fall off the ship it-“

You go and kiss the swordsmen cheek smiling “ It’s okay. I would love to cuddle with you”

He grins and gets in bed with you. He wraps you both in a blanket before hugging you tightly. One big arm wraps around your body while the other plays with your hair. He loved you so much, toot smile, your laugh, the way you shine in the sun, the way you could make his day with a snap of the finger. Zoro would never have thought of falling in love but with you, it was a whole new feeling, one he would never want to stop.”

“ I love you (name)”

“ I love you too Zoro. Thank you for cuddling with me”

He hums and the rest of the day you both cuddle and talk having it be a peaceful but very nice day, to which you both will hold dearly in your hearts

Im sorry if there are any grammar mistakes as I didn’t check before hand due to it being my birthday and I wanted to get this out as quick as possible! Again I hope you enjoy!