#the second i got a minute to breathe i guess it just kinda hit me

[dawnthefluffyduck]

Not May, but the semester is finally over (not officially, but with my finals schedule, I've practically got nothing left)

I'm back :D I feel god-damn awful though, so for the next few days I'll be sharing the handful of sketches and scribbles I made over the last month or so. It's not a lot, but hopefully I'll be on my feet when they're all posted and able to work on my own art again. Thank you guys for your patience and support while I was gone, it meant the world to me as I was trudging through the rest of the semester <3

[dollishmehrayan]

# “THE WOMAN WAS TOO STUNNED TO SPEAK…” ── .✦ ( batboys w an unhinged!reader and blunt!reader )

a/n: this is from my little brain of mine , and I like to honor it for @kyriakis anywhoo I’m back and omg 1k?! Alsoo guys dw! I’m gonna do the event tomorrow && I’m gonna pick out some prompts I have organized, so i didn't forget okay but i just got a lot of DMs asking when I’m gonna do it for you guyss so yeah it’s gonna be tomorrow since I’m gonna re-edit + add some ideas of your guys votes!! Tags: (batboys x unhinged!reader)

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DICK GRAYSON ── .✦

He’s always caught off guard but loves it. Your bluntness is a breath of fresh air for Dick, who’s so used to diplomatic conversations. You say whatever’s on your mind with zero filter, and he’s like, “Oh, wow. Okay. I respect it.”

Hates it when you don’t hold back with him. He’s used to being the charming, funny guy who makes everyone laugh, but you hit him with a “That was dumb, don’t do that again” and his brain short circuits for a second. “You can’t just say that!” “Why not?”

Finds it hilarious when you wreck other people’s egos. You have zero time for anyone’s nonsense, and when someone messes up, you let them know. Dick’s in the background, trying not to laugh. “Do you not think before you speak?!…” He’s always acts so shocked but hey, he’s kinda enjoying it unless it’s aimed at him. (He can’t fight verbally for the life of him without saying some cringe shit)

Doesn’t even try to change you. Dick knows what he’s getting into, and he loves you for it. He’s never going to ask you to ‘tone it down.’ He actually finds your unapologetic attitude pretty hot.

He’s 50% worried you’ll get into trouble, 50% impressed. But in the end, he’ll always back you up, saying, “She’s just honest. Get used to it.”

JASON TODD ── .✦

Finally, someone who speaks his language. Jason lives for the fact that you don’t care what people think. He loves how blunt you are, especially when you cut through the BS with the precision of a sharp knife.

Gets protective when people try to push your boundaries. If someone dares disrespect you, Jason’s the first one to step in. “You’ve got a problem with her? You’ve got a problem with me.”, “Jason that was so fucking cringey..”

Appreciates that you don't sugarcoat things for him. You’ll tell him exactly how it is, whether it’s about his attitude or a bad decision he made, and he respects it, it’s like the tt sound where “that’s when it hit me, it was the best idea I ever had..” but like this: “Not gonna lie, that was a terrible plan, Jay,” and he’ll just nod. “Fair.”

You guys have the most chaotic, weirdest conversations. It’s a mix of witty banter, ridiculous one-liners, and deadpan sarcasm. Other people can’t even keep up with the energy.

The idea of dating a ‘good girl’ never appealed to him anyway. He thrives off your unhinged energy. You’re unpredictable, and it keeps him on his toes, which he loves. “Yeah, you’re definitely not boring.” (Although the thing is he does love innocent people, like if you’re like gen clueless he wants preserve your innocence.)

TIM DRAKE ── .✦

Tim’s brain can’t keep up with you. Your blunt, no-nonsense attitude constantly makes him blink in confusion. One minute you’re casually roasting someone, and the next, you’re giving a straight-up critique of his latest plan. He’s learning that he can’t outthink you.

He admires your unapologetic honesty. Tim has a lot of internalized doubts, so watching you casually reject anyone’s judgment is a nice contrast. You don’t apologize for your thoughts, and it’s something he secretly admires.

Constantly second-guesses himself around you. Your sharp tongue makes him want to be as confident as you. He gets nervous about saying anything that might sound soft, so when he stumbles, you’re like, “What was that? I swear you just whispered something.” And he’ll blush hard, muttering an apology.

You both have a sarcastic sense of humor that others don’t quite get. You say something outrageous, and Tim will respond with the driest remark possible. People in the room often wonder if you two are joking or just genuinely a bit rude.

Not scared to call him out. When Tim’s too nice, you’ll be like, “You need to stop letting people walk all over you. Grow some teeth.” Tim won’t admit it, but that does motivate him to be a little bolder.

DAMIAN WAYNE ── .✦

Damian is a bit taken aback at first. He’s used to people being respectful or like seeing him as kinda a role model, so when you come out with a “That’s dumb, don’t even talk to me right now,” he’s not sure how to handle it. He will stand there, blinking, while processing your bluntness. (He’s too stunned to speak 😞)

Genuinely respects your forthrightness, though. “I’ll admit, I have never met someone so… honest.” He starts respecting you even more, thinking you’re someone he can’t manipulate or charm easily.

Loves that you’re as stubborn as he is. If you’re determined about something, there’s no changing your mind. You’ll fight for your opinions even if it gets you into a heated debate. And Damian’s right there with you, arguing like it’s the most fun thing in the world.

Tries to match your bluntness. “You talk too much,” he says one day, and you immediately reply, “And yet, here you are, listening to every word I say.” Damian actually pauses for a second, impressed. “Right..”

Loves how you’ll shut down his critics with zero hesitation. Someone says something disrespectful to him, and you’ll be the first to shoot back, “He doesn’t need your advice, trust me.” He’ll give you a proud little smirk. “I like the way you handle things.”

BRUCE WAYNE ── .✦

At first, Bruce is a bit disconcerted by your bluntness. Bruce’s the kind of guy who expects people to be formal and classy, and you just come in with “This entire meeting is a waste of my time. I don’t care about any of this.” He blinks, then quietly admires your bravery.

Totally respects your unfiltered honesty. Bruce has had enough of the world’s games, so when you don’t bother to pretend or hold anything back, it’s like a breath of fresh air for him.

Secretly loves when you don’t play nice." He knows you're not afraid of saying what you think, and when you call him out on his brooding or overly protective behavior, he listens. “You’re right. I’m sorry for not trusting you more.” (He totally doesn’t have a tracker on your hair clip..🥰)

You both have moments of pure savage honesty that no one else gets. There’s no need for filters, and you’ll both exchange one-liners so dry that it leaves everyone else in the room confused.

Finds it endearing when you make his plans more interesting. “This is ridiculous. Why are we doing this again?” You snap at him in a room full of his board members, and he just gives you a look that says, “I’m never apologizing for you.”

[redvdress]

VALENTINE’S DAY

A/N: blue i’m so sorry this took me so loong but i tried to picture hawks the best i could and i don’t even know how many times i wrote this again and again, so i really hope you’ll like it. soo it’s valentine’s day and the charming hawks, the student everyone craves for, is finally gonna confess to you..well in his own way..

Valentine’s Day had Keigo Takami’s name written all over it.

The halls were packed with excited students exchanging chocolates and confessions, and, as usual, Hawks—UA’s most charming student—was practically drowning in attention.

He leaned back against a pillar near the courtyard, already juggling several boxes of chocolates and gifts. He wore his usual grin, tossing compliments back and forth with the ease of someone who’d been doing this his whole life.

“Ladies, you’re gonna spoil me rotten” he teased as another girl handed him a gift, her face turning pink as she scurried off with her friends.

He might have been UA’s resident heartthrob, but there was only one person on his mind today—and it wasn’t any of the girls who had given him chocolates.

It was you.

Keigo had always been the confident one, the guy who could charm anyone with a smile and a few words.

But when it came to you, things were different.

It wasn’t that he lost his confidence exactly—it was more that he didn’t want to mess it up.

He cared about you in a way he didn’t care about anyone else, and that made things… complicated.

For weeks, he’d been planning this.

Ever since New Year’s, when he’d realized that the feelings he had for you weren’t just a passing crush, but something deeper, something real.

And now, on Valentine’s Day, he was finally going to tell you.

Keigo didn’t get nervous often, but today… well, he was feeling it.

Not that he’d ever show it.

He spotted you walking down the hall with a group of friends, laughing about something one of them had said. The moment he saw you, his grin softened, his usual playful demeanor dimming slightly as he watched you. You always had that effect on him—making him feel like the world slowed down just for a second whenever you were around.

Taking a deep breath, Keigo pushed off the wall and made his way over to you. He kept his pace casual, relaxed, as if this wasn’t a big deal, but inside, his heart was pounding a little harder than usual. He was good at hiding it, though. By the time he reached you, his usual confident smirk was back in place.

“Hey,” he said smoothly, sidling up beside you and flashing that signature ‘Hawks grin’. “You got a minute?”

Your friends immediately took the hint and scattered, leaving the two of you standing alone in the hallway. You raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by the way he’d just charmed your friends into leaving without even trying.

“Let me guess, you’re tired of all the attention?” you asked.

“Me? Tired of attention? Nah,” he said with a soft chuckle.

Then his expression softened, the usual cocky edge slipping away as he leaned in just a bit.

“You know me, I can handle it.” He gestured to the pile of gifts he’d left by the window.

“But, uh… I haven’t gotten the one I’ve really been waiting for.”

Your smile faltered for a second, and Keigo could see the surprise flicker across your face.

You hadn’t expected that.

Before you could ask for more details about the secret person he was talking about, he took a step back and raised an eyebrow, his expression turning more mischievous. “You ever get the feeling like… I dunno, someone’s been playing it cool a little too long?” He paused for effect, watching you for a reaction. “Yeah, me neither. But, hey—there’s a first time for everything.”

You blinked, unsure where this was going, but intrigued by the shift in his tone. “What are you talking about, Keigo?”

He laughed, a low sound that was equal parts cocky and amused. “You know me. I’m usually good at dodging all this emotional stuff, but… I’ve kinda hit a wall with you.”

You blinked again, feeling your heart race a little. “Wait, are you saying…?”

Keigo leaned in slightly, his wings giving a light flutter, his voice dropping to a teasing whisper. “What I’m saying is, I’ve been hanging around, making all these jokes, giving everyone else my attention—but it’s been you I’ve been aiming for this whole time.”

His eyes, which were usually so light and playful, had a deeper intensity now. It wasn’t just a throwaway line. He meant it.

“I figured today was as good a time as any to just… say it,” he continued, his voice casual but carrying more weight than usual.

“And if you’re wondering why now…” Keigo chuckled, ruffling his hair slightly. “I’ve been trying to find the right moment, but, well…” He motioned around him, the chaos of Valentine’s Day in full swing.

“If I waited any longer, I’d probably get buried under chocolates and miss my chance. Can’t have that, right?”.

“Keigo, I—” you started, but he interrupted with a light laugh.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. This is probably the part where I’m supposed to be all cool and smooth, right?” He gave a half-smile, scratching his cheek. “But if I’m being honest, I’m kinda winging it right now.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head in disbelief.

“I can’t believe I’m making you nervous.”

Keigo’s wings fluttered, and for once, he actually looked a little flustered, his cheeks tinting a slight pink. “Don’t get used to it. This is a rare sight.”

Before you could respond, he quickly added, “But hey, since I’ve already embarrassed myself, let’s make this interesting.” He took a playful step back, flicking a feather your way, which gently floated down into your hands. “You keep that as a promise. I’m not just messing around. You and me? We’ve got potential, if you’ll give me a shot.”

The playfulness in his eyes was still there, but now it was backed by something real. He was still Hawks—the guy who could charm anyone with a grin and a joke—but he was laying it all out there for you.

You stared at the feather in your hand, then back at him, your heart racing. “Are you really serious?”

“As serious as I get,” he said, flashing you a lopsided grin. “But hey, no pressure. If you need time to think, I’ll wait. I’m patient… sometimes.”

You shook your head, laughing softly. “I didn’t think you’d ever get shy.”He raised an eyebrow, that familiar cocky smirk returning.

“Shy? Who’s shy? I’m just giving you the grand Hawks experience, feathers and all”

With that, he dramatically spread his wings again, the tips brushing against your shoulder in a way that sent a soft shiver down your spine. “So, what do you say?” He leaned in, voice low and teasing.

“You gonna let me be your Valentine, or do I have to try harder?”

You smiled, feeling the warmth in your chest as you looked at him—his genuine vulnerability, wrapped up in his usual playfulness.

“Alright, alright,” you said, playfully rolling your eyes. “I’ll give you a chance, Keigo.”

Keigo’s grin stretched wide, and you saw that glint of triumph flash in his eyes. “You won’t regret it,” he said, his wings giving an excited flutter. Then, in true Hawks fashion, he immediately switched back to his lighthearted self, stepping closer and dropping his voice low as if to share a secret.

“Anyway, I’m not about to let this turn into some sappy soap opera, so… how about we ditch the chocolates and go grab some real food? I’m starving, and you owe me for making me spill my heart out back there.”

You laughed, shaking your head at his antics. “I owe you?”

“Yeah, you heard me,” he grinned, squeezing your hand and pulling you gently toward the exit.

At one point, he stopped abruptly and turned to you, giving you a playful smirk.

“Oh, and just so you know…” He leaned in close, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, “You’re the only person who’s ever made me nervous. I don’t like admitting that, so don’t go spreading it around, alright?”

You couldn’t help but laugh, but there was something heartwarming about his honesty. “Your secret’s safe with me.”

Keigo grinned, his wings twitching in excitement behind him. “Good, because I’m not used to this whole ‘being serious’ thing. So, if I get awkward, just pretend I’m still cool, alright?”

As the two of you walked off to get food, Keigo did his best to keep things light and fun, making you laugh with his jokes, teasing you about all the other confessions you must have gotten that day, and even pretending to be jealous. But every now and then, there’d be a quieter moment where he’d just look at you with that signature Hawks smirk, and you could tell he was genuinely happy—maybe even a little bit relieved.

And throughout the rest of the day, he made sure to keep you close, his fingers brushing against yours or his wing casually resting against your shoulder whenever you were standing next to him. He didn’t need to say much after his confession because his actions said it all.

[boybandbaby]

I Wish Part 2 (Evan Buckley x 118!Reader)

warnings: fire, injuries, angst (aftermath of a breakup) then fluff (getting back together), idk reader gives in kinda easy but I would too for Evan Buckley

Part 1

Buck doesn’t know what happened. One minute you’re his girlfriend and the next you’re both just coworkers. One second you’re working side by side with him venting the roof and the next you’re both falling through several floors until you hit a hard surface with a thud.

You roll onto your right side and groan loudly. Theres an ache in your left side where your hands fly to assess the damage. Buck is out cold, body sprawled amongst some debris. There isn’t much fire around you as the fire originated several floors up. There’s some smoke and it’s dark but you figure if you can get Buck to wake up and move, you have a chance at getting out.

You can hear Cap’s voice on your radio asking for a status on you and Buck. You press the button and call out what happened and where you believe you are. While you’re informing the team of Buck’s condition, you feel yourself choke on your words. You’re not sure if it’s the smoke invading your throat or the thought that Buck is seriously injured but a lump forms in your throat and tears well up in your eyes. He’s not moving, it’s hard to see his chest rising and falling through the darkness and helmet, and he’s not waking with your harsh shakes to his chest.

You’re honestly not even sure if the message got sent out as you don’t get a response. You slump next to him and rest there for a few seconds trying to gather your thoughts and create a plan. You’re trying to focus on slowing your breathing otherwise you’re going to start a full on panic attack. You shut your eyes and attempt to ground yourself.

-

“You broke up with her? I thought things were going really well.” Maddie sighs, sipping on her glass of wine.

“They were but the last couple of weeks, we were just fighting a lot. It was getting overwhelming.” Buck has both hands on the counter, his head hung between his arms.

“Aren’t these the same things we’ve all been saying to you for the past couple of years? That you need to think about your actions. Slow down a bit.” She finishes her glass and pushes the cup towards Buck.

“I guess I just didn’t want her to think the same things. I wanted her to see me as this great guy both at work and in our relationship but she sees me as someone who always makes mistakes. I just fuck everything up.” Buck pours some wine into the glass before taking a swig straight from the bottle.

“Did she say that?” Maddie takes her glass back.

“Not exactly but it was close enough.” Buck shrugs. “I have to bake something.” He turns to start looking through the cabinets.

“I think you should really try talking to her.” Maddie rounds the counter and places a hand on her brother’s arm. “She’s the first person you’ve dated that reciprocates and matches your energy. She’s eager to be in your life and meet your friends and family. I think that’s says a lot about how much she cares for you.”

“I mean it doesn’t matter now. I was a jerk and she’ll never forgive me.” Buck closes his eyes. He doesn’t want Maddie to see him cry.

“Do you think maybe you broke things off with her because you’re scared of being broken up with first?”

-

“Hey, how are you doing?” Hen closes the last button on her shirt and makes her way up the stairs. You’re sitting on the couch, staring at the tv. Nothing is playing.

“I’m fine. How are you?” You ask, not meeting her eyes.

“How are you holding up?” She sits beside you, patting your knee. It’s been a few days since Buck broke up with you. Your anniversary or what would have been has since passed. Reservations canceled, outfits stuffed in the back of the closest, and gifts hidden in the back in sock drawers.

“Who told you?” You inquire with an edge to your voice.

“Buck told Maddie. Maddie told Chim and Chim told me.”

“So everyone knows?”

“I’m sure Buck told Eddie. I don’t think Bobby knows yet.”

“I know.” Cap walks up the steps, pulling you in for a side hug. “Let’s make breakfast.” He nudges your side. You follow him to the kitchen and began to work in tandem. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“So he really meant it then? If he told everyone we’re broken up, he’s cementing it.” Your lips quiver.

“Smells good. What’s for breakfast?” Chim interjects. “Bad time?”

“No, no. It’s okay. Keep the drama at home right?” You look to Bobby. You excuse yourself and head down to the lockers. The three all watch your figure descend down the steps. In your hurry to stop the tears, your shoulder bumps into Eddie’s as he’s exiting the locker room.

“Hey,” he calls out your name. “Do you want me to stay? Buck’s in the locker room too. I could be a buffer for the tension.”

“Thanks Eddie. It’s okay. Really.” You wipe your eyes and give him a small smile. “I’ll see you later.”

As you’re heading into the locker room, you can hear Buck sighing and running water over his face. You can picture it without even seeing it. He’s probably hunched over the too short sink, back beginning to ache as he refuses to bend with his knees. He’s throwing cold water on his face to subside the tears and redness but of course it doesn’t work when tears are constantly flowing down his cheeks.

Despite your mind’s protests, your body moves to check on him. You round the corner and catch him wiping his face with a few paper towels. You see his shoulders tense before he even turns to look at you.

He whispers your name and quickly turns around. “Hi.”

“Breakfast is almost ready.” You blurt, not really sure what to say to him.

“Thanks, I’m not really that hungry. Look, can we talk?”

“Now’s not a good time, Evan. We should focus on work while we’re here not our personal issues.”

“Okay, well maybe we can meet somewhere after shift and talk.”

“Okay, yeah, sure.” You agreed quicker than you liked but a part of you believes the quicker he explains, the quicker you can get closure and move on from this. From him.

-

You’re not sure how long you sit there but you feel a shift behind you. You turn quickly to see Buck uncovering his face. He’s beyond confused and you’re sure he has a concussion.

“What happened?” He coughs.

You uncover your face and bend your neck to find his eyes. “We fell through the roof. Do you think you can walk?” You place a hand on his jaw.

Buck looks up at you but his gaze seems far away. He doesn’t answer as his eyes search yours.

“Evan, listen. We have to get out of here now. I need you to listen to me okay? Do what I say.” Your hand squeezes his cheeks inward and his lips are puckered. “We have to move.”

He nods softly and his hand holds onto your forearm, keeping your hand on his face. “You’re pretty, you know?”

“Evan, focus please.” You attempt to pull him up but his body is dead weight. “Oh my god. Please please work with me.” You whine.

“I’m sorry.” He sighs, still slumped on the floor.

“Don’t apologize. I just need you to try. Even if it’s just you crawling behind me. I don’t want us to die in here.”

“I mean I’m sorry about the fights and the break up.” He attempts to look up at you. “You’re right. I can be reckless and it’s gotten me in trouble before. And hurt. A lot.”

“Evan, we said we’d talk about this later. I’d really like you to keep that promise.” You drop back to your knees. “If we make it out of here, you’ll have my full attention and I’ll even keep my mouth shut the entire time you ramble. Please…” you plea, grabbing his hands.

He nods and squeezes your hands. You stand and put your arms under his armpits to help lift him. He does the best he can in his dazed state. After getting him to stand, you throw his arm around your shoulder.

As you’re walking to the nearest wall, some pieces of wood and other materials fall from above causing you to shriek and pull Buck closer to you. He uses his height and body to shield you from any falling debris. It’s the least he can do he thinks. Your hands make contact with a wall and you pull him along.

“Do you see a door or exit anywhere?” You ask.

Buck squints his eyes and tries to center his vision on anything in the room. “I think there’s something over there.” He points to an area on his left side and guides you along the wall. His hand suddenly falls in the air and he’s found an opening. “Here, come in front.”

You maneuver your way in front of him, tripping over something on the floor. His hands hold you upright until you find a handrail in the opening. You take a cautious step and your boot meets with what feels like a step. “Buck, I think we found stairs. Can you make your way up?”

“Yeah, I’m right behind you.” He keeps one hand on your waist and the other on the rail.

Just as you’re making your way to the top, a door leading to air and light opens. You’re met with Eddie and Chim. “Did you lovebirds make up?”

“Shut up, Chim.” You and Buck say at the same time. “Where’s Hen? Buck needs to be looked over.”

“Let’s get you out first.” Eddie pulls Buck’s arm over his shoulders and you follow Chim out to safety. Eddie and Buck follow behind as you run to Hen. She begins checking your eyes.

You shake your head and push her over to Buck. “Are you sure?” She questions. You nod and sit on the back of the open ambulance. You shrug your gear off and lift your shirt to get a better look at the pain in your side. You can feel the soreness of a forming bruise.

“Want me to take a look at that?” Chim asks. You nod and move over so he can sit. “He’s over there asking where you are and if you’re okay.” You give Chim a look to stay out of it. “Just give the guy a second chance. He’s my friend and he’s an idiot sometimes. He acts before he thinks but he means well.”

“He’s also your brother in law. His wellbeing means a lot to you because it means a lot to Maddie.” You laugh. “Don’t worry. We’re going to talk when he’s feeling better. I already promised him.”

“Good.” He smiles and hops off the back of the truck. “I would hate to see you both throw away something special.”

“And I would hate to work with you both if you officially ended things.” Eddie joins in. “Imagine sad and whiny Buck.”

“And grumpy y/n.” Chim nudges his side.

“Okay, that’s enough from both of you.” Bobby laughs. “We gotta get you both to a hospital for a check up so let’s go.”

Hen and Chim help Buck onto a gurney and into the truck while you stay at his side. On the ride to the hospital, Buck just stares at you and holds his hand out. You roll your eyes and place your hand in his. He smiles triumphantly and closes his eyes.

“Do I really hold you back?” You ask.

“Hm?” Buck asks. His eyes opening softly.

You know it’s not fair to question him when his brain was rattled and he hasn’t had proper care yet. You don’t really care about that though.

“Did you mean it when you said I nag you? That it feels like I’m hovering? Or breathing down your neck?” Your voice is soft and quiet enough for him to hear but hopefully not too loud especially for the two eavesdroppers in the front to hear. You know they’re trying to listen as they’ve stopped their own conversation.

“You really remembered everything I said, huh?” He sighs.

“Were you hoping I’d forget?”

“A little bit yeah. I was hoping if you forgot the mean things I said, it’d be easier for you to forgive me.” He jokes. Chim facepalms, confirming they are listening to the conversation.

Your eyes shift to the front of the truck. “Maybe we should save this conversation for when we’re alone.”

“Why?” Chim turns in his seat. “You know he’s going to tell us all anyway. It’s better I hear the full thing so I can relay it to Maddie as a witness and not just Buck’s recollection of what happened.” Hen jabs Chim in the side to shut him up. You make your way to the hospital in silence, hand still in Buck’s.

Buck is sent home to rest up while you stay on light duty for the rest of the shift due to a bruised side. Nothing is broken or severely injured but Bobby wants to be safe.

After your shift, you head to your apartment before you make your way over to Buck’s apartment with takeout from his favorite restaurant, medicine and the anniversary gift you got weeks prior. You’re not sure how this conversation is going to go but you still want to have the necklace you bought it. A simple silver chain with your initial on it.

You knock and wait a few minutes before deciding to use your key. You tell yourself you’re crossing this boundary to make sure he’s okay even though you’re not technically his girlfriend anymore: When you enter his place, it’s quiet and dark. You place the bags in your hands on the counter and slip off your shoes. The all too familiar action leaving an ache in your heart.

“Buck?” You creep quietly up the stairs and find him sprawled on the bed. He’s shirtless, sleeping on his stomach, wrapped in dark blue sheets that are tangled around his waist. His arms are wrapped around the pillow he’s currently buried his face into. You place a hand on his bare back and rub gently.

He stirs only briefly before turning his head in your direction. He whispers your name as a question.

“How are you feeling? I brought some stuff.” You whisper.

“What time is it?” He groans, pushing himself up.

With a firm hand you push him back down. “It’s 10pm. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Go back to sleep. I’m going to get the food ready and I’ll bring yours up. Rest.”

“I can help.” He attempts to get up again.

“Evan, I’m serious. Stay. Relax.” You smile and run your fingers down his back before turning to head back downstairs.

“Wait! Wait…” He shouts before calming quickly, realizing his voice echoed throughout the apartment and disturbed the peace of the moment. “Why are you being so nice to me?”

You stop, frozen in place, thinking of your next words. You turn to him, “When we were on the roof I was struggling to maintain how mad at you I was.”

“Yeah, you were venting to roof pretty hard. I was afraid you were going to start hitting me next.” He laughs as you sit beside him.

Your fingers itch to touch him again. You decide to go for it and lightly massage his neck. As much as Buck loves your massages, he turns over, onto his back and brings your hand to his chest before pulling you into him. You shriek at the sudden movement and laugh before getting comfortable into his side.

“How’s your bruise?” He whispers into your hairline, eyes focused on your fingers making small outlines of hearts on his chest.

“Not too bad. How’s your noggin?” You shift to look at his face.

“Still big and empty.” He jokes. You silently laugh, body shaking against him. “I never thanked you for saving me. You really are a great firefighter. I’m such an idiot and an ass for ever saying anything about your abilities. I was projecting my insecurities onto you and trying to hurt you.”

“I was really scared. Not just for myself but for you. There was a split second where I did think maybe you were right and I’m not as good as I thought and I wouldn’t be able to get us out of there. I had to take a minute to breathe. Then it got me thinking about you being alone. When you run into buildings and climb ladders, I think about how scared you must be but you do it because it feels right to you. You care so much about others that you risk your life over and over again.”

“This job is everything to me but so are you. I haven’t been doing a good job of showing you that and instead of proving how much you mean to me, I ended things. It’s probably the dumbest thing I’ve done. Ever.”

“I think Cap and the rest of the team would beg to differ.” You laugh.

“At least Maddie would agree with me.” He laughs and moves his hands to the sides of your neck, holding your head to look at him. “The job is here now but it won’t be forever. You though, you’re here now and hopefully for the rest of my life.”

“As long as you don’t break up with me again.” You joke, hands resting on top of his.

“Never.” He brings his lips to yours, hardly containing his smile.

“I brought food and your anniversary gift. Maybe we can have a makeup date?” You push his chest back to get a look at him.

“You brought a gift? So, were you planning to forgive me before you even got here?” He smirks.

“Shut up, Evan. Just get your butt downstairs and start serving the food.”

“Yes ma’am.” He pecks your forehead before grabbing his shirt from the nightstand and heading downstairs. You smile to yourself once he descends the stairs before your eyes see the velvet box on his nightstand. Your eyes widen and you slowly reach for it.

“Don’t look in the box!” You jump at being caught. Buck has learned from his past mistakes of rushing into things so it’s not an engagement ring just yet. A simple bracelet with his birthstone.

[w0rmm1lk]

May I request the class 1A boys (if u write for multiple in the same fic) reacting to their gn! S/o (who’s normally insanely calm and patient) finally snapping and ends up nearly killing a villain? Like reader snaps during a fight against a villain or smth because the boys (seperate but yk) got hurt and stuff? Sorry if this doesn’t make much sense, I suck at explaining things 😭

hi! i didnt end up doing all the boys but I did the ones I think I would b able to write for best hehe, for future posts probably gonna limit it to 5 characters per post!

characters: Tenya Iida, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Mezou Shoji, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya.

reader: Gn

summary: the very well known 1a student (reader) who is known for being calm and understanding almost fucking kills someone.

warnings: blood mentions, near death experience, swearing, injuries.

other details: 1A!reader, reader quirk not mentioned but they use their bare fists to beat the shit out of the villain, villain is not any specific one.

👓Tenya Iida👓

👓- Iida was fast but damn the villain was faster.

👓- this resulted into iida now basically completely motionless on the ground yet still concious.

👓- usually if it was any of your other friends you would just take a deep breath and anylis whats going on to make sure things are delt with properly.

👓- but that iis not the case this time.

👓- it was almost like something snapped.

👓- nobody could actually figure out how you managed to catch the villain, especially with their speed.

👓- but bystanders were more focused on the fact that you were now repeatedly slamming their face into the sidewalk.

👓- honestly a miracle the villain survives that shit, but they 100% had brain damage afterwards.

👓- normally iida would step in but he could only really stare at you.

👓- partly due to the shoock, but also the fact that he straight up couldn't move from his injuries.

👓- after everything calmed down and iida recovered he gave your ass a huge lecture.

⚡Denki Kaminari⚡

⚡- he was shocked.

⚡- pun intended but also he was just straight up in shock.

⚡- first off, surprising he got these many injuries without short circuting.

⚡- guess his training rlly payed off.

⚡- well at least his quirk training.

⚡- thinks its sick as hell how you just beat the shit out of the villain.

⚡- their face will never be the same again.

⚡- hes kinda into it tbh.

🪨Eijiro Kirishima🪨

🪨- literally just makes the :o face

🪨- this man got one hit that actuqally injured him at you just cut loose.

🪨- he felt like not even he could do that much damage in unbreakable. (he totally could do worse but hes just having a moment leave me alone.)

🪨- aftwards will literally beg you to spar with him.

🪨- unfortunatley never gets to fight you while ur that pissed off.

🪨- honestly when he saw how beat up the villain was he thought that it was bakugos doing for a hot second.

🐙Mezou Shoji🐙

🐙- the way you reacted to him getting hurt lowkey reminded him of dark shadow during the training camp.

🐙- very similar situation tbh.

🐙- it was just one of his extended limbs that got injured, yet you reacted as if he had just been decapitated.

🐙- froze up for a second when he watched you just immediately run up to the villain you have been fighting for at least an hour and just absolutely demolish then within a few minutes.

🐙- had to restrain you a bit to stop you from actually murdering them.

🐙- was a little shocked at the sudden swap oof personality for that short time but was more focused on stopping you from being charged with murder.

❄️Shoto Todoroki🔥

❄️🔥- ^that face.

❄️🔥- like that is just his reaction tbh.

❄️🔥- i mean its not everyday you see the person thats just a slightly more emotionally available version of you almost kill someone.

❄️🔥- especially over a small cut.

❄️🔥- the cut wasnt even caused directly by the villain, it was a broken piece of glass that was flying around with other debri./

❄️🔥- i mean-- at least you caught the villain?

❄️🔥- and almost killed them.

❄️🔥- along with free medical debt.

❄️🔥- or no medical debt?

❄️🔥- idk how that stuff works in japan bruh.

💥Katsuki Bakugo💥

💥- fight me all you want but

💥- he just straight up finds it hot.

💥- like if you look close enough this mf is blushing.

💥- who knew that the one time someone makes bakugo blush is his partner attempting murder.

💥- originally wasnt going to hold you back.

💥- the longer he watched you beat the shit out of this guy he started to genuinley think you were going to kill them.

💥- once everything settles down you started back to you normal calm persona.

💥- bro was just like ????

🥦Izuku Midoryia🥦

🥦- panic.

🥦- like you dont even have to look at him, you just need to be near him and you can basically feel how panicked he is over this.

🥦- lots of panicked words, you can barely even tell whats he's saying through the rage but also the pure speed he's speaking at.

🥦- few words that were mostly intelligable you could tell he was saying you should stop.

🥦- even if you wanted to stop your body wouldnt let you.

🥦- ended up needing to use blackwhip to get you off.

🥦- not that it did much being the villai already had a broken nose and multiple broken ribs.

🥦- probably missing teeth aswell.

🥦- izuku is lowkey terrified to somehow piss you off now.

theyre all a little short but i think I slayed

[ravennaortiz]

August 7th features Juice with the prompt "Blow out your candles baby girl" requested by the lovely @juicesgf .As always my stores are 18+.

“Blow out your candles baby girl” whispered Juice into your ear. His breath warm on your ear. You tried but failed again. You heard Juice chuckle as you desperately tried to get your lips to work. You could feel his fingers trailing up your spine making you shiver and clench around him. “Too much?” he cooed as he gently turned your face so he could see it, smiling seeing your teary face and lust blown pupils.

“Please…” you begged, not sure what you were begging for. Everything was too much, the pleasure and the pain, you loved every second of it “please…please…”you muttered as you tried to focus your eyes back on him. Juice was silent as he fisted your hair and turned your face back to look across the kitchen table before resuming his pace inside you making you gasp as your body shook and clenched around him. Eyes rolling back as he hit that sweet spot repeatedly making you come and shriek his name for what had to be the hundredth time since the two of you had returned home from dinner hours ago.

The only source of light being the moon, street lamp that shown through the still open curtains and all the candles on your cake. The damn candles that you could not get blown out. The same candles you had been bratty about earlier. Teasing him about not being able to get them lit after you had been mouthy all day. Using the excuse of it being your birthday and silly you, you thought Juice was letting you get away with it. He just laughed and smiled and nodded. Which made you push harder to get a reaction. Which is why the challenge through out of your mouth at dinner before you could think it through.

“I bet you can’t make me come for every candle on my cake. You don’t have that stamina anymore babe” you had stated with a smirk as you sipped your second glass of wine. Juice had shook his head and told you to slow down on the wine as he continued to eat his steak. But you pushed just a bit harder. “I mean your performance this morning was kinda ehh”.

After a couple minutes of silence you looked up and met Juices eyes. The look in them made you shiver and a small smile curl your lips. Got him you thought. “When we get home love, that dress needs to go directly on the couch and you need to be face down on the kitchen table.” Stated Juice as he took your hand and gently caressed it. “Leave the heels on” he added as he smiled at you. “If I make a mess of them I’ll just buy you another pair”

“Shhh, baby girl. “ chuckled Juice as he leaned down clamping a hand over your mouth bringing you back to the present as he continued to fuck into you from behind a couple more times before slipping out. “Gonna get the neighbors calling the police. Over here screaming like I’m torturing you” murmured Juice as he flipped you over effortlessly on the table.

“How many has that been?” inquired Juice as he ran his fingers through your click making your back arch on the table as you tried to scoot back. “No no, don’t run away from it baby girl. This is what you wanted remember?” chuckled Juice as he grabbed your thigh and pulled you back to him.

“Don’t remember” you finally croaked out as his thumb traced gentle circles on your clit. “Juice, please….too… much” you added as your body shook and trembled.

Juice ignored you as he grabbed his cock and ran it up and down your slit before sliding back inside you, grunting as you enveloped him in warmth. “Guess you need to either come up with a number or blow out your candles baby girl” stated Juice as he moved the hand over your mouth to your neck as he started thrusting in and out of you. The grip on your neck gentle but just tight enough to make you coat his cock again as you came your body jerking and your moans strangled. You gripped his forearm, your nails digging into his skin, to ground you as pleasure washed over you in a tidal wave.

“Fuck” you heard Juice hiss as your body hugged him tightly forcing his own release out of him. Collapsing on top of you he kissed your forehead gently as he brushed your hair away from your sweaty face. “Good girl. I love you” he murmured as he kissed you gently before leaning up and pulling out of you. You lay there smiling and panting as he walked over to the counter. “Guess we will have to watch this and count” he stated as he turned back to you with a video camera, red light glowing in the dark as he walked back to you.

“Such a mess baby girl” murmured Juice as he let the camera capture a shot of his release dripping out of you to the floor before turning it off. Helping you sit up he picked you up and carried you out of the kitchen. “I’ll get you a bath drawn and get you cleaned up” he whispered making you smile as you felt your eyes close.

“Can I tell you a secret?” murmured Juice.

“Mmhmm” you uttered as you listened to the beat of his heart.

“Those candles were no blow ones. You were never going to get them to go out so don’t feel too bad” laughed Juice as you weakly smacked his bare chest.

“Asshole” you muttered.

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[riniworld]

A BOND LAST FOREVER

yandere!knight oc x princess reader

warnings// mention of killing? i don't think there's anything more

reference// you,m'lady,your highness-majesty,y/n.

a/n// I'm kinda satisfied with that-

edit// okay i overthink, i didn't want to do it like that in first but then it's just hit me that if i made him just want power and starts to slowly falling for the reader it'd be better-now i guess I'm kind of regret it.

It is the third day of the death of the queen and your sister,no one knew the murderer and you didn't dare to say it was senor maybe out of fear from the look that was on his eyes that day or maybe because he's the only one who treated you right....and you still love him.

either way here he is free and became your personal knight,you can't even look at him without shivering you still see the blood on his hands, your relationship became tense or for you at least,he's acting all normal not like he killed the ruler of the kingdom herself!,he did apologize a few times to you but it wasn't a realistic apologising he don't feel guilty you can see it in his eyes.

despite all of this you have now a new anxiety,the court and privy council are discussing if you're suitable to be the next ruler, few of the servants knew about you being an Illegitimate daughter of the king and the old ones only and the council as well of course.

you never wanted the throne nor you dreamt about it,you know how hard it is to rule a whole kingdom and you don't know anything about ruling,but also The people need a ruler and the queen didn't have any relative the only one was her daughter and they two had gone..now you're the only one in the line.

the cup of tea in your hands has become cold a while ago,you're sitting in your garden lost in thought,snapping out of your thoughts when someone take the cup out of your hands,it's senor.

"what are you thinking about,m'lady?" he ask and put the cup on the table

you look at him for a minute before you replay "about everything happening now." you look at the ground not able to keep the eye contact.

he put his hand on your shoulder "don't worry too much,you're capable of it." he smile at you, a smile made your heart warm.

you exhale "i hope so." you say unsurely.

senor pause for a second before he kneel at your feet,cupping your hands in his "You were born to be a ruler,there's nothing to be anxious about you've got everything to rule a kingdom the right way....just like your father."

His words made you feel at ease knowing someone is there to support you in any time,for a second you forget what senor had did and he's the one who put you in this situation.

before you replay you two hear a footsteps coming your way and with last squeeze to your hands senor stand up to stand behind you,your relationship is still a secret after all.

a maid approach you and bows a little before speaking "your highness,the council has arrived and they're waiting for you in the guest room." right one of the benefits from the queen's death is that everyone stopped ignoring you.

you nod "I'll head to them right away,thank you for telling me."

the maid bow again before she head to her work.

you stand from your chair nearly knocking it off but luckily senor was there to catch it,as long as he's here everything going to be perfect, just keep relying on him.

you walk to the guest room million of thoughts running in your head,when you stand in front of the big door you take a deep breath and buff your chest high,making a steady face one of the things you learn from your father is that maintain a steady posture even if you're about to cry,when you try to open the door a hand stop you.

"let me,m'lady" senor opens the door for you.

all the members of the council stand up and bow,you also bow your head a bit, senor kept standing in the door and you sit down.

"good evening,your highness" one of them speak first.

"first we're really sorry for your lose,the queen was a good person to the entire kingdom be sure we all are sad to lose her and her daughter" a man seems to be old enough to have even meet your father in his young age speaks like he's really in the verge of tears.

"thank you for your kind words i appreciate it." you say politely.

senor's hand tighten around the hilt of his sword, there's no need for all the long talk is there? it's already difficult enough for him to see you give attention to another!

"yes, it is indeed a misery for the kingdom, but as you know your highness The people need someone to rule them and there is no one on the suggestion list but you...unfortunately." the last one speak in a stern tone..rude.

"yes, i understand." you try hard to not show the anxiety in your voice.

"After we discussed this several times...Due to the lack of suggestions to rule the kingdom, we unanimously decided to give you the rule as you're the only suitable person available" the one who greeted you say with a small smile and the others nod.

you stayed silent don't know what to say, is that really right? will you be capable on ruling the kingdom like the queen was? You clasp your hands together and squeeze them tight.

"don't worry,your highness we won't let you alone in this, someone will come and teach you everything you need to know about ruling a kingdom as he is an expert on the history of the kingdom and his father studied your father when he was going to become the next king so you'll be familiar with him beside he's near your age." The person who consoled you about the queen's death speak.He seemed to have noticed your anxiety.

You gathered your strength to speak, you can't seem weak now "it-s an honor for me to know that you see me as suitable for such a great position. I will do my best not to disappoint you and to rule this kingdom as my parents did before."

"we hope so too, as you know that too risky because no one ruled this kingdom except those of royal blood before, so we hope our decision not wrong" the rude one say.

another one clear his throat "if you'll excuse us now,your highness we have to go, it was an honor talking to you,we expect the tutor to arrive in the next week." when he finish everyone stand up,and you as well.

"I'll be waiting,thank you for your visit."

you shake hands with all three of them and asked some servants to escort them.

when they left,you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding "oh god that was exhausting"

"how about we go to your room to take a rest,m'lady?" senor suggest as he come to your side.

"yes,that would be good"

as soon as you enter the room you throw yourself in your bed and bury your face in your pillow,senor close the door behind him and sit on the edge of the bed.

he reaches his hand for yours,you flinch when he take it but let him anyway,he start kissing it all over,You move your head to the side fighting a giggle threatened to escape "what got into you?" you couldn't hold your smile back.

he say between the kisses "you gave-alot of attention to them-i want some too."

now you can't hold your giggles anymore "you big baby." you tease.

he moves all the way to your neck,it's ticklesh "come on now stop,i want to sleep."

senor lift his head up and look into your eyes before he sigh and sit straight "fine."

you give a final smile and close your eyes,it's not even a minute before you hear metal hit the ground when you open your eyes you see senor taking his armor off left with a plain white pajama,you sit straight nearly choking on the air.

"what are you doing?!" you whisper shouted afraid someone will come in any time.

senor look at you with innocent look and sit beside you covering you both in th blanket "isn't it obvious,m'lady? taking a nap with you." he say like it's the most normal thing in the world.

"what if-what if someone came in and saw you?!"

"no one will come in without your permission." before you can respond he covers your heads under the blanket and lie down before he pulls you in his chest. "now sleep well,m'lady." then he close his eyes pretending to sleep

you sigh not able to complain,finally you let yourself drift to dream land,not knowing that someone won't sleep staring at you.

after two days(Note: the coronation ceremony does not happen like this in reality it's just my au!!)

It's your coronation ceremony day, today you will officially become queen of the kingdom and rule it.

the maids are doing your makeup and your hair,you've never been the senter of attention,always sitting in the corner on the masquerades and balls,so you're extra anxious,especially must of the nobles will be here tonight.

the maids put the last touches,you asked them to leave you alone for a minute to prepare and they did.

when they left you hear a knock on the door and immediately knew it was senor so you give permission to enter as you need someone to calm you down.

senor enter and closed the door quickly,when he laid his eyes on you he become speechless.

oh god his heart beat quickly like it's gonna ripe through his chest...his face flush red and his breath quicken,he want to run away to not ruin you right here and there,he don't know why he's feeling like that,that's not his goal!.

when you feel like he's staring too much you panic,maybe out of nervousness "isthereanythingwrongwithmyfaceisitmyhairorismydresstoorevealing?!" you talked fast to the point you didn't understand yourself.

"no-no you're perfect-beyond perfect i don't know if I'm willing to let you set your foot out this door" senor said while he was still far away from you.

"i don't know how this supposed to make me feel" you sit down and put your head between your hands "ugh! I'm so nervous i don't know what to do!" you look at senor without lifting your head up "why are you even standing there? sit."

senor kept standing in his place "believe me it's better for the two of us,m'lady."

you look at him weirdly before you hear your name called from the other side of the door.

you walk down the aisle all the eyes on you,senor is holding you arm 'just for safety'.

you've meet people for the first time,some who was your sister friend some who knew the queen and even some who knew your father very well.

senor was glued to you side the entire time,and you swear you've seen the danger in his eyes again.

"tell me if someone made you uncomfortable so I'll have a word with them" "senor no-"

After the coronation, all the required ceremonies, and the oath of loyalty,now everyone just enjoy they're time,dancing,drinking and eating.

you were taking a drink to ease your mind when someone approaches you.

he take your hand and bow "may i,have the honor to dance with your majesty?"

he seems to be son of a duke you think you've seen him before,you were about to accept when someone snatched you hand from his....right,senor.

the man look offended "the audacity!,who do you think yourself?"

"your majesty i need to talk to you for a bit,may we go somewhere more...private?" senor whispered in your ear,but it was enough for the man to hear.

you look at senor before nodding,you excuse yourself and go with him.

giggles echo the garden as senor take you running to somewhere,you ran difficulty because of your dress and your shoes but you won't deny it was fun,the last time you ran like that was when you were a kid.

senor stopped at the end of the garden, close to the fence where no one would get there,he catch his breath and speak "have your nervousness ease a bit,m'lady?" he asked between his panting.

and you weren't any better as the garden was very large "was that your goal from all of this?"

senor shrug "part of"

"well,what is so important that you had to kidnap the queen herself from the ceremony?" you say jokingly

senor laugh but cut it shortly and look at you with serious expressions "y/n..you know that i love you" he say carefully

you look at him confused "i..do,what is your point?"

"and i'm very serious about you and I don't care if our state are completely different"

"why you say that all of a sudden?"

"well.." senor take a deep breath Before he kneels one one knee,your breath stops as you know where this is going to "I've thought about that for a long time.." He took a ring out of his pocket "will you marry me,y/n?...not as a knight but just as senor will y/n marry senor?"

for a minute you thought about it all and if it was a good choice but you couldn't contain yourself and it slipped "yes,yes i will"

senor put the ring on your finger immediately before he hold you and swing you around,he put you on the ground and hug you tightly.

"you don't know how happy i am now!" he almost shouted

you didn't say anything, just buried your face in his neck smiling like an idiot.

after some minute you lift your head up,"don't take me wrong but can we keep this a secret untill we're officially married? just because you know...the people and their gossip and i just became a queen so it's not really a smart move to reveal this all of a sudden"

"of course,anything will make you comfortable,m'lady."

you smile widely and kiss him on his cheek

Oh,you poor girl,you've fallen into his web and soon enough the throne will be his.

i hope you like it:)

have a good day/night♡

[pa-pa-patato]

Valentine’s Day is tomorrow and Bendy was unhappy.

He didn’t hate the holiday quite the contrary he loved it, Usually, he’d mostly spend it by fake whining to his brother for not having a date despite the fact he didn’t ask anyone and Boris would let him put on a show for a few minutes or more depending on his mood, and he would then be offered to spend the day together like that wasn’t the plan all along and they’d have a fun day out. To be honest they liked the day after Valentine’s Day more cause all the sweets would be 50% off.

Unfortunately, he won’t be spending the day with his brother, Felix came to them yesterday asking if they’d like to come with him to spend the day in the circus cause they are doing something special and Boris immediately agreed of course but for the past few days, Bendy for the life of him couldn’t handle loud noises so he had to decline and made sure they both knew he was fine spending the day by himself.

Felix probably let it go easily cause Alice was back yay And assumed he’d ask her on a date.

And it’s not like he didn’t want to spend the day with her well he kinda didn’t. But he knew she wasn’t interested in that so that was that.

For the first time since he remembers he’s gonna spend the day alone.

“Hey bends you doing anything tomorrow?” Holly’s cheerful voice snapped him back, “Huh-oh no, I’m not why?” The smile she gave him was blinding “Wanna spend the day with me?”

“…what?” His face must have looked funny cause Holly tried to cover his laughter as she spoke “As friends silly, don’t worry this isn’t some out-the-blue love confession” he immediately sighed in relief, Holly is one the best people he ever met but he really didn’t want anything romantic happening between them, she understood him cause the hit that landed his shoulder had no real anger behind it.

Guess he isn’t spending the day alone after all.

The next morning he actually woke up pretty early even before the Cupbros, Bendy got up waved at Mugs to signal everything was okay and that he could go back to sleep and went down to help Granny with breakfast.

As they cooked more and more people came downstairs to either help or just relax a bit before it was finished and when it was they all came to the table talking with one another.

A little after breakfast people began going out having plans of their own pretty much the only people left in the house were Dr. Oddswell, Cuphead, Alice and Bendy.

Alice kept looking at him kinda nervously while Cup was watching the TV “Umm- Bendy?-” Suddenly the door opened revealing Holly. She was wearing a simple white dress with little flower patterns and a white cardigan, she looked stunning so stunning he didn’t notice Cup sharply sucking in breath while Alice showed annoyance for a quick second before changing her expression back to natural.

“Why hello there beautiful” Bendy flirted, just because they’re friends doesn’t mean he can’t compliment the girl “Hello yourself handsome” Holly giggled playfully rolling her eyes.

Both completely missed the glares their best friends gave them.

“What’s going on here?” Alice gritted through her teeth, “Oh I convinced this guy spend Valentine’s Day with me!” Holly replied happily as Bendy pulled something out of his pocket “For you m’lady” he pressed the little box in her hand.

Holly gasped as she opened the Box to reveal a sunflower hair clip “It’s gorgeous!” Bendy purred at the praise he was glad he found it while shopping with Felix, it looked like something she’d like and he was right!

Holly giggled as she put her hair up and added the hair clip, “Ready to go?” She asked both already feeling excited.

Bendy nodded and got up they waved goodbye to Alice and Cup and left, as they walked Holly explained how she made a reservation in a restaurant nearby, some time later they ended up holding hands and neither of them stopped once they realized it.

They spend their whole time there listening to the couple next to them who were fighting their jaws dropped when the wife revealed that she knew about her husband’s affair and had slept with not only his brother but his father too, when they finally got asked to leave everyone in the restaurant starting talking to each other about the couple and they ended up having a blast talking with everyone there.

They decided to go to the beach afterward and it was nice talking to Holly, guess it’s given since she never tried killing him or hated him for being a demon…. It was very nice on the beach!

Bendy shared how he can’t wait to snag cheep sweets tomorrow and Holly immediately offered to join, Before he could agree he spotted Alice and Cup in the distance.

He waved at them without a second thought making Holly realize their presence, and they saw both of them suddenly go under a wall “…Did they fall?” Bendy asked nervously “I-I think they did” Holly answered as equally nervous as him.

After a short moment, they both got back up and waved back at them like nothing happened. They decided to just ignore them and continue with their walk.

They finished the ‘date’ by staying out late watching the stars in silence.

Bendy walked her home both giggling the whole way back, as Holly unlocked her Door he joked

“What? I don’t get a kiss goodbye?” Holly rolled her eyes as she bent down and kissed him. On the lips. Both stayed in silence for moments before she broke it “Oh I-I meant to kiss you on the cheek”. And with that, they burst out laughing making Ebi come out to yell at them for making a ruckus.

He waved the girls goodbye and went off.

Once Bendy got back to the house he ran into Cup, The man didn’t seem particularly happy and he didn’t wanna ruin the good mood everyone had so he just smiled and went around him not saying a word.

Felix and Boris were already back and they brought the Micky crew with them, Felix waved at him while his brother immediately went to him to hug him as he excitedly talked about all that happened.

Red called them out for dinner making Bendy almost run into Alice who was suddenly beside him “Whoops sorry” Alice only nodded walking beside him to the dining room.

Everyone was talking about how the day went for them happy smiles filling the room, well except for Cuphead who looked annoyed and he was pretty sure Alice was fake smiling. “How was your day Bendy?” Felix’s voice stood out from everyone making Bendy turn already smiling “It was great! I had a lovely time with Holly-” Boris immediately gasped at him his hand on his chest, Felix looked a bit nervous and confused but Bendy was already playfully rolling his eyes at his brother.

“I can not believe it! You guys are dating!?” He yelled out making everyone look at them “We aren’t dating we went out as friends” He clarified trying not to laugh as his brother fake whined trying to look hurt “I can’t believe it! I should have known when you declined to hang out with us today! I always knew you’d replace me with a cute girl but I didn’t think it’d be like this!” Boris continued face whining and everyone around caught on that this was just a bit.

“Oh yeah she’ll join us tomorrow when we go out to the store for sweets” Boris let out another cry of betrayal making everyone laugh.

Everyone except Alice and Cuphead.

After that day things were different Bendy and Holly were much more friendly around each other, not like they weren’t friends before but now it’s like they’ve known each other for years.

Bendy also noticed he didn’t mind Holly’s touch unlike everyone else, And she decided to take full advantage of that fact.

Every time the two were in the same room they had some sort of physical contact with each other, whether it was hand-holding or one of their hands ending up around their waist, thighs and shoulders, they were always touching each other In some way.

No one minded this new thing of theirs, At least they thought they didn’t.

Cuphead and Alice began separating them, they didn’t just go over to them and forcefully separate them of course. They just call them over to help them or casually pull them apart, they didn’t even notice it was what they were doing until Cala pointed it out to them.

They aren’t angry, annoyed yes but not angry.

To be completely honest.. he and Holly turned it into a game.

They started being practically all over each other to see how the two would react. It was funny to see their reactions but they didn’t get why they were acting like this.

But it didn’t matter. Not now at least

Holly and Bendy had their fun while Cuphead and Alice continued without having to explain why they were doing it in the first place

Win-win.

Credits to @alexmae79 for the prompt :3

[scaryscarecrows]

I’ve been thinking, and I need some Riley suffering with the squad. Let him be the one who gets shot and drugged (with like fear gas) and goes crazy and has to be held down. Maybe his position as a sniper leaves him out in the open and his comms get damaged so he can’t ping anyone for help?

I will take any Riley suffering lol

My brain is like ‘I want suffering so bad’ but I don’t want to put Jason through anymore and I feel like Riley hasn’t had near enough.

I already lost a tongue! God! Leave me alone!-Riley

Suffering under the cut.

"Jesus--" The boss pulls back behind a building just in time to avoid getting his head blown off. "Okay. Okay. This is really bad."

"At least he's focused on us rather than, like, mass murder," Trent mutters. "What do we do now?"

The boss hums.

"How do you feel about playing chicken?"

Oh. He doesn't want to, not really, but right now Riley's got himself a position three stories up, and Trent's not a big fan of rooftop travel or parkour. Fuck parkour.

"I guess."

"Good luck."

The boss makes a jump for the fire escape, grabs on, and disappears into the dark. Trent sighs, vows to haunt Riley's trigger-happy ass if he dies, and pokes his head out.

Riley's the sniper for a reason: he's fast and has good aim. Scarecrow--that sonofabitch, Trent's not surprised he turned on them but still--had been counting on it. There'd been a moment of hope that maybe, just maybe, Riley would have a panic attack. It's mean, but it would've been easier to handle. But he hadn't; he'd brought the Knight down flat and fled to the high ground, and now they're kinda. Well. Pinned.

Trent pulls his head back just as Riley takes a shot at him. No sign of the Knight, but that's good, that's fine.

He gives it a few seconds before popping out again. This time he spots the boss make a jump to the top of a utility closet behind Riley--

--and Riley also notices.

He spins around, bringing up his rifle, but the Knight's already moving. They hit the ground hard, rifle skittering away, and Riley screeches. It's a shrill, furious noise tinged with panic that Trent can hear all the way down here.

"Dylan, listen to me," the Knight pants over the coms. From here, Trent can see Riley trying his damndest to stab him. "It's not real, none of this is real, just calm down--"

Riley squirms free and lunges, but it's sloppy. The Knight grabs him in a bear hug and hauls him off the ground. There's another screech, layered in real life and in Trent's earpiece, and he tries to jerk free.

"Dammit--hold still--"

Riley half-crawls out of the Knight's grasp before the boss manages to readjust, wrapping his legs around Riley's and bringing them both to the ground.

"Ages! I need you up here, he's--"

Fuck parkour.

Just 'cause he doesn't like it doesn't mean he can't, though, and he makes his way up there as fast as he can. Riley's putting up a helluva fight, thrashing and shrieking and trying to bite, elbow, and kick. The Knight's got a decent enough hold on him, but it's a hard-won one and if he moves, even a little, Riley will get an opening.

"Take him, I've got something that'll ease the symptoms," the Knight pants. "Watch the teeth, watch the teeth!"

Trent grabs him. Riley tries to twist around and bite his face off, but the Knight's suddenly in their space with what looks like an epi-pen in hand.

That makes it worse. Riley blanches and manages, somehow, to double his escape efforts. But unfortunately for him, Trent isn't budging and the boss forces his head to the side, exposing his neck, and stabs him with the epi-pen.

It takes a few minutes. Not long. But a few. But it works; Riley finally stops struggling and slumps forward, gasping for breath, and to Trent's infinite horror, he realises that he's crying and trying, to no avail, to speak.

"It'll wear off, man," he murmurs. "Scarecrow got you good, it's all right. S'all right."

Whatever the Knight gave him--or maybe it's just exhaustion--puts him out at last and he hangs limply like a doll. The boss sighs.

"Back to base. Change of plans. We hunt down Scarecrow and deal with this mess, and then proceed as planned."

[anotherwvba]

Finding Your Place, pt. 3

The afternoon sun shone bright over the WVBA Campus, casting long shadows across the gravel paths on the Zen Garden. A peaceful tranquility was only disturbed by the occasional rustling of leaves and the delicate sounds of Japanese instrumentals drifting from an iPhone. Amidst the calm, serene atmosphere sat Niki Binary, reclining on a bench, reading a well-worn paperback of “Ready Player One” to relax now that her shift in I.T. was over.

For Niki, this was bliss. A little retreat from the endless buzz of offices, the hum of servers, and rhythmic thuds and clanks of the gym. A contented sigh escaped her lips as she adjusted her WVBA polo shirt and rested her book on her lap. She leaned back, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the moment of peace.

“Niiikkkkiii!”

So much for peace and quiet. From the entrance to the garden, obscured by the trees and decorations, came the loud, stage-whisper. It was a valiant, yet failed, attempt at subtlety. Truthfully, it had all the subtlety of a straight right hand.

“Yo, Niiikkkkkkiiiii!”

Niki recognized the voice, though, and responded at a normal volume, “Over here, Luna.”

As Luna stepped into view, a magenta hoodie now added to her workout attire from this morning, Niki smiled, “Luna, why are you whispering like that?”

“I didn’t wanna, y’know,” Luna looked a little sheepish, rubbing the back of her neck, “disturb anyone. Zen gardens are for meditating and stuff, right? Just thought I should keep it down.”

Niki chuckled slightly, “You’re good. You don’t need to whisper. They’ve got a sign to hang on the door for when people are meditating. Sort of a ‘Do Not Disturb’ thing.”

“Oh. Makes sense,” Luna’s cheeks flushed a little with a rare bit of embarrassment. “Been here a few weeks and I still don’t know my way around. This place is massive.”

“That’s too true,” Niki nodded. “Back when I started in I.T., I would get lost at least three times a week. Had to keep Bear on speed dial. But hey, if I can figure it out, you can, too.”

Luna grinned as the awkwardness passed, “Guess I just gotta find my groove, huh?” There was still a nervous energy about Luna as she looked around the garden, “I, uh… I didn’t interrupt anything, did I? Like, you reading up on some new techy wizardry?”

Niki laughed softly as she held up her book, “This? Nope, just re-reading a favorite of mine. So, what’s up? Don’t tell me your connection bottomed out again.”

“Hell naw,” Luna waved her hands, then grimaced at her sudden loudness. “The wi-fi’s off the chain! Seriously, no dropped frames, no lag. I’ve never had smoother streams. You’re, like, the heavyweight champ of I.T. techs!”

“Heavyweight?!” Niki chuckles, “If I’m looking like a heavyweight, I gotta stop eating lunch with Jason.”

Luna’s typical bravado came back for a moment as she cocked a hip, “Girl! You know what I mean.”

Niki sat up with a smile and makes room on the bench, “Sit down. What brings you here?”

Sitting down next to Niki, Luna’s confidence dissolved. Her carefully curated persona vanished. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. It took a minute, but Luna finally spoke up, “Look… this’ll sound… this is gonna sound weird, but…”

“Look, I know we don’t know each other that well,” Niki looked at Luna with reassurance, “but you can talk to me. It’s alright.”

Luna looked down, poking the rocks with her foot as she stuffs her hands in her hoodie pockets. She took a deep breath, held it, and exhaled. “This feels kinda stupid to say, but…”

Biting her lip, Luna’s eyes started darting around, as if looking for the words. Niki rested a hand on her shoulder, “Luna…”

“... Razor’s gonna whoop my ass,” Luna said with an oddly amused expression.

Niki’s eyes went wide for a second, “That’s an odd way to psych yourself up for a fight.”

They both laughed a little, but Luna looked up at the skylights, avoiding eye contact, “Look, I talk mad shit, especially when I’ve got an audience. This, though… this hits different.” She bit her lip for a moment as she paused. “She’s bigger, stronger, faster… way more experienced. Boxing is, like, her superpower. I mean, Mr. Sandman is her dad. Her dad! I’m a Twitch streamer that boxed on some charity shows. If I’m honest, I hope I don’t embarrass myself.”

“You feel like an imposter,” Niki says softly. “I know that vibe. I felt the same way when I fought Cutie.”

“Really?” Luna couldn’t keep the surprise from her voice. “But you went out there and showed out, girl!

Niki chuckled again, “Showed out and got knocked out!” There was a sense of pride and amusement in her voice, “But, I had the say thoughts screaming in my head. ‘She’s a legacy fighter,’ ‘She’s a prodigy in the ring,’ ‘She’s been training forever and I’m a geeky girl from Atlanta that took a boxing crash course.’”

“How… how’d you get over it?” Luna’s eyes were pleading for an answer.

“I didn’t,” Niki leaned back, smiling. “But, I remembered something Coach Kaiser told me.” Continuing with a faux German accent, “‘Zis girl is good. Talented. But remember zis, hard work beats talent when talent doesn’t work hard.’”

Luna finally looks at Niki, eye-to-eye, “Yeah, but… is that enough? Razor’s on another level. She’s, like, scary good and I’m just a gamer that loves retro stuff.”

“You’re not ‘just’ anything.” Niki sounded like a big sister scolding her sibling for a moment. “I’ve read up on you, girl. You’ve busted your butt for everything you’ve got. You work hard, you’ve got heart for days, and, for ‘just a gamer’, you’ve got a helluva shovel hook.”

“Aww yeah,” Luna smiled. “That’s my Ban Hammer. I remember dropping Usagi87 with it at Creator Fight League 2 with that one… She deserved it. Girl stream sniped me on a Fortnite stream I was hosting for two hours straight the week before our match.”

Niki nodded, “See? You’ve got the want, too. The way you smiled as told that story? Yeah, Razor’s got the talent, but you’ve got drive. You don’t strike me as someone that backs off from what she wants just because it’s hard.”

“Yeah,” Luna’s smile grew nervous. “That’s, uh, kinda why I came to see you.”

“My curiosity’s piqued.” Niki tilted her head a little, “What do you mean?”

Luna shifted her position on the bench, turning to fully face Niki, “I… I was kinda hoping, if it’s okay, that maybe… I could maybe… tag along to Germany?”

“What?” Niki’s expression went from curious to stunned blank in an instant.

And now I panic. Words now tumbled uncontrollably from Luna’s mouth like a waterfall. “I’ll pay my own way book my own flights hotels everything I swear I’m not trying to crash your trip or anything and I’ll keep out of the way I just thought I could use the extra training and it’s a huge opportunity and I just wanna learn from the best y’know and…”

The particular shade of red Luna was turning began to concern Niki. With well practiced speed and precision, Niki shot her left hand at Luna like a stabbing jab. In an instant, Niki’s hand was covering Luna’s mouth, “Breath, girl.”

Luna complied, taking deep breaths as Niki held her hand in place. There was a vulnerability to Luna right now, one that was a complete 180 from the brash and confident persona she typically carried online or in the gym. She was rattled.

“You finally realized who you’re fighting,” Niki slowly removed her hand as Luna’s color returned, “didn’t you?”

Between deep breaths, Luna nodded. “Yeah.”

Niki looked around the garden for a minute, then smiled as her eyes landed on a particular spot where an empty painting easel sat. “We’ll talk to Coach.”

“Wait,” Luna’s eyes went wide with shock. “Are… are you serious right now?”

“Coach Kaiser’s got the final call,” Niki’s gaze returned to Luna, “and he’s pretty particular about who he works with. But, I’d love the company. Let’s talk to him at dinner. Bet we can talk him into it.”

There was a moment where Luna just stared at Niki and her knowing grin. It was as if Luna herself was slowing down like a retro game with too many sprites on screen. Then, just as suddenly, Luna threw her arms around Niki with a grateful hug. “Thankyouthankyouthankyou!”

“Breath,” Niki returned the hug, “and you’re welcome.”

“Seriously, Niki,” Luna released Niki and leaned back with a sudden relief washing over her, “you have no idea what this means to me. Now…” Luna jumped to her feet and clapped her hands together. “Time to pack!”

Niki’s eyebrow shot up as she watched Luna’s contagious energy returned to her, “Luna, we still have to talk to Coach. It’s not a lock yet.”

“No worries, Niki!” Luna was already halfway to the garden exit, “We got this! See you at dinner!”

And with that, Niki was left sitting on the bench, shaking her head in amusement. Returning to her reclined position, Niki opened her book back up, then looked in the direction of the exit.

“This is gonna be one interesting trip.”

[bassettmemes]

BIG DUMB HEART, CHAPTER TWO ↳ a collection of lyrics from jenna raine's big dumb heart, chapter two ep, as well as the singles fumbled the bag and see you later (ten years).

IT IS WHAT IT IS.

"Shrunk all my clothes in the washing machine."

"Running on two or three hours of sleep."

"There's a light flashing in my car, I don't know what it means."

"Ya know what I mean?."

"Thought I knew chaos then I turned eighteen."

"Lemons make lemonade. Flowers bloom in the rain. Growing up is a pain. It is what it is."

"It's not the end of the world; there's always light where it burns."

"It's kinda weird, kinda fun, I'm a speck on a rock."

"You can laugh, you can dance with your stomach in knots."

"You can trip, you can slip, you can fall down again, again, again and again, and it all works out in the end."

CRUISE CONTROL.

"Play the role, do what I'm told and keep it quiet, a never ending picket fence to live and die in."

"It's never made sense to me, I don't want the same routine that's on repeat, don't want it easy."

"Deep inside I just want to get up and leave."

"Even my bedroom ceiling is getting a little bored, and I got no reason to stay here anymore."

"High speed driving into the unknown. It's about time to take my hands off the wheel and just breathe in."

"What a feeling, taking off the cruise control."

"Trust the silence of the empty road. Right now, I don't need to see where I'm going."

"What's a life if you don't go and live it."

"Take a risk, it's better than a million what if's."

"I guess I've always had one foot out the door. There ain't one good reason to stay here anymore."

NIGHTS LIKE THESE.

"Called me out the blue, you needed something to do, and you had one more seat left in the trunk."

"You said, "We're waiting outside, don't look at the time"."

"I put on my favorite sweater, then we got breakfast for dinner."

"And, when they kicked us out we went for a ride, laughed 'til we cried."

"It feels like a movie."

"Everything freezes for a second."

"I let my memory take a picture I won't delete."

"I hate when it hits me that we're getting older every second, slipping away between our fingers in a blink."

"We go park the car somewhere we can see the stars and the light pollution isn't so bad, and look out at the lights."

"Tell me about your dreams, they're not as scary as they seem."

"I can't wait to watch you make it big. Yeah, you're going far."

"It feels like forever."

"I don't wanna jinx it if I say it, but we could be friends through all the ages, don't you think?"

"The same stupid kids with older faces. I guess either way I wouldn't change a single thing."

"And, when I'm 60, pulling a box out of the attic, telling my kids about the past like yesterday, they'll point at the pictures, and I'll hear the laughter in the diner. The smell of the coffee and the pancakes never fades."

WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR.

"I knew it straight away, he was gonna let you down."

"Gonna have to find out for yourself."

"Had to let the flame burn out, hate to see you hurting now. I won't say I told you so."

"I'll hold you when he won't, even if it's 2 AM, and you said you wouldn't cry again."

"You can show up at my door and pour your heart out on my floor."

"Why are you not on your way? Just 10 minutes on the interstate. If you can't show up at my door, and pour your heart out on my floor, then what are friends for."

"We can order too much food, watch a movie in my room, tomorrow we'll be sleeping in, waking up at 2 PM, when he texts you back, I'll make sure you don't text back."

FUMBLED THE BAG.

"I saw you out with your friends, same old cologne on your skin."

"You said, "I miss you" and "how you been?". You know I'm no good at this."

"My stomach's doing front flips, I used to know you, it makes me sick."

"So don't call me overdramatic, pretending the story of us isn't tragic."

"What if the best thing that you had is somebody that you want back?"

"What if the moment you walked away, you wished you turned around?"

"What if you got it all wrong and I was the one all along?"

"Hate to say, "I told you so", but baby ain't it sad? You fumbled the bag."

"You said your sister's engaged, she found love, you can't say the same."

"Thought that would be us one day."

"Small talk is hard to maintain when my heart's in 2019, you stood close and I just looked away."

"Now you gotta watch me give the world to someone else."

"You're throwing matches on a flame, but you're the one who burned it out."

SEE YOU LATER (TEN YEARS).

"It's funny 'cause I've always dreamed of me and you now here we are, staring at the stars."

"You just broke my heart even though you promised you'd never do that from the start."

"I guess we can only make it so far, 'cause time wasn't in our favor. This isn't "goodbye", this is simply "see you later"."

"Let me know when it's time to come back."

"Maybe when your life is on track, and you don't have to hesitate, hopefully it isn't too late. Luckily for you I'm patient."

"I'm OK with you making me wait and, as long as you're near, I'll be here, even if it takes ten years."

"Can't fall in love, when I found the one, how am I supposed to move on, when you're never really too far gone?"

"The memories won't go away, I feel pain every time I hear your name, but I always think of you the same."

[icanbeyourjedi-writes]

Dear Frankie Chapter Ten

Summary: When the two of you share a moment in his truck upon his return, Frankie asks you a life changing question. In that moment your life changes in more ways then one Words:  5,397 Rating: 18+ SMUT please don’t read if you are under 18 Warnings/Triggers for series: Frankie is active duty military, deployment, death, Adult language, themes, and SMUT A/N: So I don’t really know anything…ok I know nothing about Fayetteville, North Carolina.  I am taking my own liberties on what it’s like there.  Names of places may exist, but I have no idea if they are real or not as well as some of the events I have.  But it's fan fiction and there are no rules.  While the reader may have some descriptions, I am doing my best to leave out physical characteristics. Just try to have a little imagination while you're reading this. 

**Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story. **

The windows covered in fog, your hands trying to find something, anything to hold on to while Frankie continues to thrust up into you. Hitting you in the perfect spot every time. His hands hold onto your waist, bringing your body down as he thrusts up in perfect timing. 

You arch your back, head falling backwards moaning his name. His lips finding any bare skin in his reach, hot breath over your damp sweaty skin. You grip the headrest so hard you think you might break it. 

“Oh my god, yes…yes” you moan. You feel yourself getting close, you don’t want to let go just yet, you need more, you want this to last forever. “Shit, I’m I’m” you can barely get the words out as you grip him tightly, your eyes close, head falling forward. Lips searching for his, the feeling of him making you cum after so long was too much and your body shakes and he continues to chase his own. 

He is relentless in finding his own release. Gripping you tighter, his breathing picking up. You feel every ridge, every vein. Your teeth tug on his earlobe. Fingers threading through his hair, his hat somewhere in the truck. He reaches his peak, ropes of his seed filling as your second orgasm quickly followed. Resting your forehead against him, both of you panting trying to catch your breath. Tucking a stray hair behind your ear he cups your face between his hands. Eyes staring into yours, time stands still and finally everything in your life feels right. 

“Frankie, promise me something?” 

“anything” 

“Don’t leave me…” you bite your bottom lip afraid this was all just a dream 

“I promise, this…you are my home. You are where I wanna be” his thumb brushes away a tear that was starting to fall “I love you” 

A gentle tap on the window scares you both. You lean back, Frankie reaching over to the driver side, rolling down the window to see Officer Powers standing there. “Morales…” he sighs like a disappointed parent

“Officer Powers,” he groans and you can’t help but giggle “I uhm, we…yeah” 

“Finish and get outta here, you know the rules” 

“You’re not mad?” 

“Welcome home Morales” Officer Powers says. Greeting you, he tips his head “you got 10 minutes” and he backs away from the truck. You can hear him slowly pull away. 

You can’t help but give a small laugh, Frankie leans back. Relief flooding his face, he was worried what Officer Powers was going to do catching him in this particular position. “Fuck,” he sighs “that was close”

The thrill of getting caught was something new, something that you kinda wanted to do again. You slowly rock your hips, feeling him getting hard again. You tilt his jaw up, kissing him again and he shakes his head against you. 

“If he comes back and we’re still here…” 

“Guess that means you better hurry the fuck up Morales” you rock your hips more beginning to pick up the pace. 

You know it’s been longer than ten minutes, it’s been much longer than that. But you can’t get enough of him. He’s still buried inside you, while your face is buried in the crook of his neck. Breathing him in, your hand rests on his pounding heart. This was better than any dream, it’s real. He’s real and he’s with you. 

His arms are wrapped around you, holding you to his chest. He’s well aware of the time. He knows that Officer Powers could be back at any moment. But he doesn’t want to leave this quiet serenity. He missed you, special forces was more than he imagined it would be. Death had always happened, but it was becoming a daily thing. Friends being carried home in caskets. The saying ‘life is short’ was true and he was ready for a life with you. 

The window was left open and you hear Officer Powers clear his throat, “Morales, what did I tell you?” His voice was more annoyed than angry. 

“I know I know” 

“It’s my fault” you say lifting your head, “I got a little carried away” 

“No, sir it’s my fault” Frankie injects 

“Just get dressed, and get out of here. I’ll be in the truck behind you” Powers rolls his eyes and walks back to the truck. His lights shining in the window

You turn your body, still connected to Frankie reaching into the glovebox to grab some napkins you know he kept in there. Your fingers brush over a velvet box. Completely forgetting the reason you were in there you pull the box out and look at him, “what is this?” 

“You’ve had my truck for over a year and you're just now finding this?” he chuckles vibrating your entire body “it looks like a ring box” 

“Frankie?” the box feels heavy in your hand 

“Well, this isn’t how I planned it. But what the fuck, why not?” He takes the box from your shaking hand  

He opens the box, taking out the ring. “It’s not much, but…ok here it goes. You showed me what love was, what love is. I was always afraid to let someone get close to me. But then you came along and showed me what love is and just how scary and how fun it can be. You're the first girl I said I love you too and I want you to be the last.” 

“Yes…” you shout before he even asks 

“I didn’t even ask you anything yet,” he chuckles. He leans forwards giving you a quick kiss before saying your name “Estrella, my love. Will you marry me?” 

You nod, hands covering your shocked face “yes Francisco…yes” he takes your hand and slides the ring on your finger. The square diamond sits on a gold band, small diamonds sit in the band, he said it wasn’t much, but it was the most beautiful ring you could have imagined.  

You lunge forward, grabbing the sides of his face and kissing him deeply. His hands wrap around you and smiles against your lips “just maybe when people ask how I proposed, we don’t tell them it was like this?” 

“Nope…I’m telling everyone you asked while your were still buried deep inside and Officer Powers caught us for the third time” you smile 

“Third time?” Frankie leans back, glancing to his right seeing Officer Powers standing at the window yet again. Frankie shakes his head and Officer Powers just smiles as you show him the ring. 

Was the proposal everything I had ever dreamed of? No, not in the slightest. But it was completely you and us. Frankie I love you and I’m ready for the next steps. 

“Fraaaaaaaankie” you yell from the bathroom. It had been five weeks since your last period and just over three weeks since Frankie and your homecoming party. In his truck. 

You're sitting on the floor in the bathroom, hovering over the toilet trying not to throw up again. Frankie opens the bathroom door and the smell of bacon fills the space, making you empty whatever was left in your stomach into the toilet. 

“What’s wrong? Are you…” he stops and runs behind you, pulling your hair back keeping it from falling in your face “baby what’s wrong? You’ve been like this a couple days now. I don’t think it’s food poisoning”  

“Frankie, I'm fine. I promise” you go to stand, a little light headed and grab onto Frankie to keep yourself from falling. His hands wrap around you. The smell of burning bacon makes you sick to your stomach again. 

“No, nope that’s it. I’m taking you to the hospital", his voice full of concern. He wraps his arm around your waist, bending over to pick up your legs and carrying your bridal style down the stairs. You protest for him to put you down. Telling him you are perfectly capable of walking. 

Benny is at the stove, trying to stop the house from burning down, “Cat, man what the fuck you can’t just leave baaaaStella are you ok?” he quickly pulls the pan off the stove 

“I’m fine. Just food poisoning. Tell him I’m fine” you say as Frankie walks towards the door leading to the garage grabbing your purse along the way 

“It’s been three days, it’s not food posioning. We are going to the hospital” 

It was no use, when Frankie had his mind set on something he was going to do. He wouldn’t let anything get in the way. No matter how many times you told him you were fine he wouldn’t believe it until a doctor said so. You didn’t have time for a doctor and a wedding to plan. A wedding that was happening much quicker than you had anticipated thanks to Frankie being called to Duty again. 

You sit in the waiting room at the local ER, waiting for your name to be called. “Frankie, it’s just stress. The wedding before you leave again. Trying to plan something in like a moooonnn” you try to reason with him when a nurse was calling your name 

You stand and Frankie follows, you tell him your fine and he can wait there. He looked hurt, “I’ll be fine and I will tell you everything. I promise” you lean down and kiss his cheek before walking towards the nurse who called your name “hi” you greet her. 

White floor, white walls, white cupboards and a white bed. You hated any medical office, too many memories of your mom being sick. You sit with your feet dangling from the bed, twiddling your thumbs waiting for the doctor to come in. There was a knock on the door and it slowly opened. 

You felt like you were in the room forever, being integrated by the doctor and the nurse. Blood tests and a few more questions you are finally released “we’ll call you in a few days with the results. But for now just take it easy. If you have any other problems don’t be afraid to call us” 

“Will do, thanks” 

A few hours later you were sitting on the small couch in Frankie’s room. Reading one of the romance novels he had on the bookshelf when your phone rang. Frankie was working out. It was the doctor's office with what you only guessed was the results of your blood work. 

“What? Really?” You shouldn’t have been shocked by the answer. But you still weren’t completely prepared for it 

“Yes ma’am, congratulations” 

Shit…I mean I’m excited. But I don’t know if I can do this. A wedding, preparing for you to leave again and a baby? How do I tell you? Do I tell you? I mean I’ll be like 4 months when you leave…maybe you won’t notice and then bam surprise when you get home. 

Naw who am I kidding, that won’t work. You notice everything and I don’t want to hurt you by not telling you. Well, Frankie…I’m pregnant.

You didn’t hear him come home, you weren’t even aware that you had fallen asleep on the sofa until you felt a pair of hands moving the book that was still open on your lap. He was dressed in a pair of flannel PJ pants and a simple black shirt. His hair curling at the bottom and little water droplets sit at the ends. You go to sit up, he shakes his head and curls up behind you. “Shhh…close your eyes again. A nap sounds nice” he kisses your cheek. His back pressed against the back of the sofa and an open wraps around you pulling you closer until your bodies become one. 

He slides his hand under your shirt. His palm warm as he leaves is on your bare stomach. His thumb gently stroking the soft skin. You can feel his breath against your neck. It would be so easy to fall asleep right now, so easy to just stay like this. You put your hand on top of his and lace your fingers with him. You take a deep breath, he needs to know. 

“The doc called while you were away” you say softly. Eyes still closed and Frankie kisses the skin on your neck he can reach 

“Mmmm…you seem better” 

“I’m…” you swallow hard. You turn your body laying on your back so you can see his face. “Frankie,” you cup his cheek. Fingertips brushing over his freshly shaven face. He kisses your palm and opens his eyes to you. 

“Frankie, I’m pregnant” 

“Really?” His eyes shoot open “what, when, how…”

“Remember the night you came home?” you ask and he nods his head, “I think you are clearly aware of how…but yeah. I…we’re pregnant” 

The smile on his face lights up the room and he wraps you up in his arms. Peppering your face with kisses as you close your eyes and giggle. Before you know it, he’s hovering over you, his face inches from yours, eyes locked onto yours. “I love you”

“I love you” you reply and his lips mold to yours. Slow, sweet, but filled with passion. His tongue brushes against the seam of your lips begging for you to let him in. You grant him it, his tongue darts in. Moving with yours and you thread your fingers into his hair. His lips move to your neck, spending time there, making sure to leave his mark. 

“You’re happy?” You say but it sounded more like a question, terrified that this question is going to ruin the moment

He lifts his head, “so happy. I’m scared as hell. But I can’t believe it…I’m so happy” 

January 2015

Three months pregnant and trying to plan a wedding was not something I planned. I never imagined I’d end up having to do both on my own. 

“You what?” You shout 

“Leave at the end of the month” he’s pacing in the kitchen. Your arms crossed leaning against the counter 

“You said you were free for a while. That you got to stay home” you continue to watch him “we were planning for a summer wedding” 

“I know, but you know I don’t control this” he shakes his head, he’s just as angry but knows there is nothing he can do about it

“It’s not fair” you try to fight back a tear

He wraps his arms around you, bringing you close to his body.  Kissing your forehead and you lean into him. Resting your head on his shoulder. They have already taken him away for so long, you were just starting to plan the rest of your lives together.  You knew you would still have to share him with his career once you were married, but you wished that they would at least let you enjoy some time with him before getting called back to action. 

“I know, look, I would marry you tomorrow if you want to.  But I know you had your heart set on that little church in the mountains” his hands rub up and down your back, “I want that too, but I also don’t mind having a small wedding.  Making you a Morales, then a bigger wedding when I get home” 

“Tomorrow?” 

“At the courthouse, you sure?” he asks, his thumbs rubbing circular motions over your growing stomach.

It may not have been idea for the wedding, and you were right.  I did have my heart set on that little church in the mountains we drove by when going to the cabin.  But, Frankie. I would marry you over and over again.  It doesn’t matter the time, the place, the dress or who is there. I just need you.

A small wedding at the courthouse, has you standing in front of your shared closet wrapped in your fuzzy robe having no idea what to wear. You had finished your shower, letting Frankie take his while you got dressed.  Otherwise you both know, you’d never make it in time for your appointment. Hanging the dress back up that you just spent 10 minutes looking at, you take a deep breath, trying to not let the hormones take over and have you falling to your knees crying. Before you can fall apart, you feel a warm pair of arms wrap around you.  His chin resting on your shoulder. 

“What’s wrong?” he asks kissing your neck

“I have nothing to wear, nothing fits right” you sigh. 

Frankie spins you around, you see him in a black tux, hair styled, and he shaved again. His baby face on full display. It’s not fair you think. Guys don’t gain weight, their bodies don’t change, they don’t have to push out a human being and yet here you are almost 4 months pregnant and none of your clothes, at least the ones for a wedding don’t fit. 

His hands on your arms, rubbing them up and down. His eyes staring into yours. “You could just wear this, it will make ripping of off you later a lot easier for me” he smirks leaning in to kiss you 

“Shut up” you can’t help smile when his lips brush over yours, “maybe we just wait” 

“You're not getting cold feet on me, are you Mrs. Morales?” He asks 

“Not Mrs Morales yet…” you give a small smile 

He shrugs, “it’s a signature on a paper, you’ve been my Mrs. Morales since I said I love you and you said it back”

He looks behind you, reaching for a dress…the red dress. The same dress you wore the night Baby M was conceived, the same red dress you wore when he proposed. He always said he wasn’t romantic but the fact that it was this dress he reached for, he was. He was the most romantic in his own subtle ways. He holds it out, looking from you to the dress. A smile on his face. 

“I think you should wear this one” he puts the hanger over your head, letting the dress hang off your shoulders. Biting his bottom lip, he nods in approval “yup, this would be perfect” 

“It’s not much of a wedding dress” I say, he shrugs again “if I wear this, you hand to wear the red tie” 

It wasn’t the wedding you had pictured. You didn’t see yourself in a red dress, with a black jacket and a pair of black flats.  But the man standing in front of you was everything you had imagined. He was a vision in his black suit, white shirt and burgundy tie. Your hands in his, ‘I love you’ he mouths the words to you and you blink back tears. ‘I love you’ you mouth back to him. His thumb rubbing circles over the back of your hands. For the moment the world was perfect, you didn’t want to think what the Newport few days would be like. It was always hard enough saying good-bye to him. But saying good-bye this time was going to be nearly impossible. 

“…Baby” he whispers

You shake your head, not realizing you missed the important words, the only words you had to say today. “I do, Frankie. I do” you smile and he cups your cheek, leaning into his warm palm 

“Can I kiss her now?” His eyes remain locked onto yours, your tongue peeks out licking your bottom lips. He doesn’t wait for a yes before closing the distance. Lips molding to yours, bringing your body as close to him as possible. Your hands cup his face, holding him to you not wanting to let this feeling go. 

The day had been a whirlwind, everything falling into place effortlessly.  You don’t know how it was at all possible that Heather was able to throw together a small congratulations dinner. With the help of her chef husband, you would have thought that this was the plan all along. And at the moment, you were perfectly content with it.  Reaching into your purse you unlock the door and start to step through when you feel his hand around your wrist stopping you from moving forward. He carefully spins you to face him. 

“What are you doing?” you ask and he gently tugs you to him. 

He lifts the hand he’s holding, dropping it on his shoulder. “Frankie…no, Frankie” One arm wrapping around your waist, the other under your thighs. Picking you up. 

“It’s our wedding and I’m carrying you over the threshold” he kisses your cheek

He carries you into the house, kicking the door closed behind him. You expect that he is going to set you down now that you are in the house, but instead he makes his way to the staircase, “where are you going?” you ask already knowing the answer

“Upstairs”

Three months pregnant and you know not only were you showing, but you know you had started to gain more weight.  Frankie is strong, he has to be, but the thought of him trying to carry you up the stairs but an uneasy feeling in you. You know saying his name isn’t going to stop him, you’ve tried that already.  Already tried that a few times, so instead you do something that you know is distracting.

“Frankie…” you sigh, the hand that isn’t wrapped around his shoulder moving to cup his face.  Gently turning him to face you, “I love you” you smile before guiding his lips to yours.  Lips capturing his in a tender kiss. 

Eyes slowly opening, you lay in bed in that post sex daze, blinking a few times to let your senses come to.  You look over to Frankie’s spot in the bed and he has disappeared, how long had you been out, your hand brushes over the empty space it still feels warm to the touch.  From behind you, you can hear the running of water in the bathroom.  Throwing the sheets off your naked body, you move to the door and slowly push it open.  Standing there Frankie bent over the tub, testing the water on his hands pouring out the facet making sure it is the perfect temperature. Reaching across the tub he grabs your favorite bubble bath. The smell of eucalyptus and lavender start to fill the room.  You lean against the door frame, a smile spreads across your face as you watch the man you are madly in love with take care of you.

After pouring a generous amount of the liquid, bubbles start to form.  Feeling accomplished, Frankie turns his head down; he nearly falls backwards in the tub when he looks up seeing you standing in the doorway. “Shit…estrella!” he says “you scared the shit outta me.  How long have you been standing there?”

You grin, knowing there was no way you could possibly scare a highly trained Delta Force member.  Walking towards him, pretending to look around him at his hand work, “is that for me?” you ask moving closer to his outstretched arms. 

“Maybe…” he smirks wrapping you in his arms when you get close enough “...I wanted to let you rest” he places a kiss to your forehead

“Would you join me?” you ask, squeezing your arms around him   

The water’s cooling around your bodies.  You’re back pressed against Frankie’s chest.  Head fitting perfectly against his shoulder while his hands rub up and down your arms, placing soft butterfly kisses to your exposed shoulder. “I don’t know what I did to have you fall in love with me, but I thank everything for that” he kisses you again, your head tilting towards him and hand cupping his face. 

“You really wanna know?” you ask, fingers under his jaw tilting his face up to look at you, he nods his head yes, “the day you crashed into me at the grocery store with your schweddy balls”

“I must definitely did not crash into you…” he chuckles, “it was a blind corner, and the cart did what it wanted” he smile at you exposing that dimple that you love so much

“Mhmm sure….” you roll your eye at him, “well then when you didn’t crash into me…you were so sweet and kind. Despite just meeting I felt like you had been someone I had known my whole life after finishing our shopping trip together. I wasn’t sure how, but I knew I wanted to see you again. I wanted to hear you talk more, I like listening to you talk” he gives you a sheepish smile and your hand wraps around his. “Our first date…our first real date as you call it”

“The dinner and the beach?” he asks 

“It wasn’t the dinner, to be honest.  It was walking with you along the beach after.  When I told you about my Dad, and you didn’t run. That night, when you kissed me and I swear the world stopped for just a brief second.  It sounds cliche but I don’t care I was falling in love with you Frankie, and it terrified me.  The moment I knew it was real, and that I had fallen…when I told you I was a virgin and you took your time.  You didn’t rush me, you made me feel perfect…and I know I don’t have much to compare you too, but I swear Frankie I don’t think anyone would or could treat me better than you do.  Despite this rough exterior, you are the most romantic, caring, selfless man I have ever met.  And I am so glad it was you, that it is you”

A single tear falls from Frankie’s eye, you lean forward catching the falling droplet with your lips. “Frankie, I love you so much and I am the lucky one.  I am so fucking lucky that you picked me, you could have any girl out there and I am lucky enough that I get to call you mine” 

He leans his forehead against yours, “I love you” he whispers “I knew from the minute I saw you” 

“When you didn’t crash into me?” you bite your lip trying to hold back a smile

He shakes his head, “no…” you pull away, your eyes widen looking at him “it was when you and Heather were shopping. She was holding up two melons asking you which one you liked. The way you laughed, it lit up the entire supermarket.  It was a sound I wanted to hear again, if sounded like home” 

“Frankie…” you sigh

“It sounds fucking crazy, I know. Then we started to hang out, talk more and I started falling and falling hard. I was terrified, I knew I was never going to be good enough for you. I didn’t do relationships, I did one night…maybe two. I always left because I didn’t want to get hurt, I didn’t want them to get hurt. With you, I knew I would find a way to fuck it up and breaking your heart was the last thing I would have ever wanted to do. But each time I pushed away, you wouldn’t let me…you showed me that true love can win.  That true love is worth fighting for. I thought saying those three words for the first time my heart was going to beat out of my chest I was so scared, but now…with you those three words are the easiest thing to say” he leans forward, kissing you with as much passion as he can, showing you just how much you mean to him. “I love you…I love you so fucking much and I am the luckiest man not in the world, but in the universe, in the galaxy whatever you want to be able to call you my love…my life…my wife” 

You can’t help the tears that are flowing now, you wipe them away and try to smile the best you can as the water works continue. “That should have been your proposal…” you grin 

“Can we tell people thats what I said, and maybe not tell them it was when I was…”

“Nope” you interrupt him, “the way you did is the most Frankie way” 

The closer we get to you leaving, the harder and harder it becomes. I know it’s not your choice, and if you could you would stay. But watching you want this as much as I do, that you are trying to make the most of every minute it is making saying ‘goodbye’ that much harder 

The next few weeks went by in a blur, between work schedules, changing all legal documents into your new last name and finding matching wedding bands you hardly had spent any quality time with your new husband. It was Saturday night, and he left on Monday. You lay in bed, it was early evening, Frankie laying next to you with a hand on your stomach. Hoping to feel the baby move.

“What are you doing?” you ask as he moves his hand around your stomach

“Trying to feel her” he says. His palm flat on your stomach moving from the bottom to the sides, to the top “I wanna feel her before I leave”

“Hate to tell you this, but you're about a month early for that.  And what do you mean by her?” you prop yourself up on your elbows, watching him move his hand around more.  Smiling slightly when you see him stick out his tongue in determination 

“Yes her, it’s a baby girl I can feel it” he looks up at you, giving you puppy dog eyes and devilish grin

You move your left hand, taking his chin under your fingers and guiding him towards you for a sweet kiss. He lays you down on the pillows, deepening the kiss.  His tongue slipping past your lips, his kiss making you see stars like only he knew how. He swallows your moan when he slips a hand under your shorts, working his way down. He knew the thought of sex was still the last thing on your mind, but he wanted to spend his last few moments at home, in his home. In his favorite place to be. Inside, buried in you. 

His fingers dip lower, swiping through your folds, finding you already wet. You feel the smile on his lips as he teases you. Grabbing his wrist and breaking this kiss, “mmm no, I want you to remind me how you got the name Catfish, Morales” you say breathlessly and his eyes widen. “Then I want you inside me till you have to go” 

“Yes ma’am” 

Your legs quiver while he continues to fuck you with his tongue. His mouth was just as magical as his fingers. You wish you could see him, your thighs push together, his hands pushing them apart. Keeping them against the bed, he wanted you open to him. 

“Oh, yes, yes…shit. Fraaaaaankie” you moan. Your eyes rolling back into your head. Hands clutching at the sheets. You know he’s loving watching you come undone. You wish you could see him and the hunger you know that is in his eyes. The orgasm breaks you, you scream his name, tilting your head back against the pillows. The world is on fire in the best way possible. 

Frankie drinks everything you have to give, not letting a drop go to waste. He rests his head on your thigh. Eyes fixed on your fluttering hole, gentle stroking your other thigh. Your hands releasing their tight grip on the sheets and running through his now much shorter hair. You feel him smile against your leg. 

He carefully works his way back up towards you, laying on his side next to you. “I didn’t say you were dismissed Soldier” he stares at you for a moment “now take off your clothes and get back to work” 

“Are you sure? I don’t wanna hur….” he starts and you sit up. Wrapping your hands around his neck and pulling him to you. Crashing your lips to his tasting yourself on him. He closes his eyes, a hand holding the back of your head. Keeping you close to him. He takes a deep breath reluctantly pulling away, “you have to let me know if it’s uncomfortable. Please…” 

You nod, forehead resting against his. Your nose next to his. Biting your bottom lip, you reach for the hem of his gray ribbed tank top. Pulling it up and over his head, tossing it behind him. “Please, I need you” 

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Ten Seconds (Pt 3)

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Letty pulled up next to Dom, everyone already placing bets on who would win. "I got fifty on Toretto!" Leon shouted. Vince and Jesse added two twenties each. Brian held up two fifties and winked at Letty.

"How do you guys have so much money?" A young guy whined. "Sell things you don't need" Brian shouted.

Letty made a mental note. Dom picked up Brian. "My trophy" The blond laughed.

"Everybody to your cars" Dom kissed Brian one more time before entering his red car. Letty smirked a bit.

"Ready, set, go!"

The four drove off, Letty would give Dom some credit, he was really fast but she wanted to make a statement.

After about a minute, she hit her NSO and drove past Toretto, however, he appeared to know something she didn't as her engine started to spark.

"Shit!" Letty came to a rough stop, skidding across the road for minute and watched him drive past. Letty took a deep breath and laughed, the rush hitting her despite her loss. She determined her engine was okay and drove back to the starting point.

"Whatcha smiling for?" Toretto laughed at her, Brian kissing him all over. " I had you. I almost had you" Letty pointed at him. "Your engines fried, can't race again" Jesse took one look at it and made a face. "Bumper's dented to hell and back"

Sirens blared loud, blue and red flooding the area. "Shut! It's the cops!" Everyone fled, Letty running to her car and watching as Vince separated Brian from Dom, through neither looked happy about it.

She sped off, sticking to alleyways and the back roads, thankful that the chaos covered her car. Then she spotted Toretto and sped off faster, catching up to him.

"Get in!" She gestured, he bolted to her and buckled in, Letty drove off fast and crazy, managing to get a cop to crash into someone else and laughed.

"Thank you" Dom took deep breaths. "You must really hate cops" Letty noted. "Two years down in Lompoc" He said quietly. "Juvie for grand theft auto, but I actually just got into a car accident with my mom" Letty muttered. "Guess I couldn't stay away from that life"

"Why did you save me?" "I was kinda hoping you'd let me keep my car" "Not a chance" Letty laughed.

She parked on the street where Dom directed her to and raised an eyebrow. "After race party?" "I'm gonna kill em" Dom growled. "You wanna come in?" "Um, sure" Letty locked her car and let him hold the door for her. Brian leapt from his spot on the floor to hug Dom.

"Vince wouldn't let me go after you, I was so worried" "Where is he?" Dom growled again. "Playing guitar to show off" Brian pointed behind him.

Dom stomped off, stopping to yell at Leon and then Jesse. "Those two years in Lompoc really freaked him out huh?" Letty sighed. "You have no idea" Brian grabbed a beer.

"Why is she here?" Vince whined. "Because she kept me out of handcuffs!" Dom yelled. "She didn't just run back to the fort and keep my husband here!" Letty snickered a bit. "You can have any beer you want as long as it's a Corona" Brian said in a deep voice to mock him.

"That's Vince's" Dom slapped Brian's back. Letty looked the other man in the eyes as she wiped it off on her shirt before taking a swig. Mia came downstairs after running her hands through her hair.

"Hey Letty" "Hi" Letty choked a bit.

"Why don't we go upstairs and you give me a massage?" Brian grabbed Dom's hand. "I'm not tired.

Brian's blues narrowed. "I said, let's go upstairs and you give me a massage"

Leon and Vince laughed. Dom smirked and wrapped Brian's arm around his shoulders. "Hey Martinez, you owe me a ten second car"

Brian cackled

"Guys knock it off" Mia said, her brother and brother in-law went upstairs. "I need to talk to you, alone" Mia glared at Vince, Leon and Jesse.

"Let's go"

[saffron0v0]

Everyone takes 2-3 weeks to recover and go through rehabilitation, in those 2 weeks, a lot has happened.

Muzan has finally gotten used to his body, and shape-shifted back into his adult male form. He's still struggling with fully getting under the sun, since he really doesn't know or have any proper connection to sun breathing, so he's still unable to fully walk under the sun with full power. He is basically a normal powerless human under the sunlight, he usually burns if he's under the sun light for too long.

Aoi had asked tomioka to train her, and polish her techniques. She's a quick learner, so she was able to get in shape fairly quickly. And since everyone was still in the healing stage, she got a head start on training, by the time everyone was up for rehabilitation training (after 5-6 days) she was able to slightly overpower inosuke for a split second, until he just flipped her over.

Senjuro had decided to take up insect breathing, and continue it's legacy. He had taken permission from the sisters to borrow shinobu's laboratory, and they agreed. Aoi 1'd kanao were more knowledgeable in medicine and poison, so they were able to point out and explain things he missed or didn't understand. He was able to decapitate demons, but he just found insect breathing more efficient, since he was faster and lighter on his feet. He actually visited Tamayo because he wanted all the help he can get, but she was busy so he ended up working with yushiro because she was busy. It was very productive so he deemed it as success. Senjuro's training would take 2-3 months to complete, since he's already well trained in swordsmanship.

Kanao has fully adjusted to her lost eyesight, and was able to concentrate her vision into her working eye.

Tamayo has been working day and night trying to locate Kibitsuji while he's still weakened, yushiro has never seen her so frustrated.

Tanjiro and the others have been training from the moment they were able to stand, inosuke was the first to get up, he sees aoi training in the yard, and just goes after her, yelling 'fight me maoki!", that goes on for 15 minutes. Aoi ends up pinning inosuke down, he's in bad shape, so she was able to get to him easily.

Tanjiro and zenitsu on the other hand were rather quiet, tanjiro still being nice and cheerful, but a bit more quiet, and zenitsu not really talking to anyone and just wordlessly training. Everyone was slightly worried, and when naho finally worked up the courage to ask him, he simply said > I plan to become a hashira in honor of my late master. I'm still very scared, but I guess I'll just have to suck it up and train hard enough." he would elaborate more if anyone asked or was interested, but everyone collectively agreed that they should let the topic be, he wasn't emotionless, he would still complain when inosuke hit him, laugh at jokes and gag because of the medicine, so everyone thought it was for the better.

The remaining hashira would train together, and have food together, Mitsuri thought it was nice to have them around, Giyuu was happy with the company, and sanemi didn't mind chatting with them, Giyuu's handmade ohagi was just so delicious he could devour a whole plate and still want more.

Giyuu would smile and try to socialize more, sanemi would be a bit nicer and understanding, he would sometimes just sit around in the porch, listening to the birds chirp, it brought him peace. Mitsuri was still kinda emotional from everything, but she's more chill now. She became slightly more self aware, and just so done with demons, so she just became a bit more straight forward and not so nice with one certain kakushi. She asked for a new uniform, since her current uniform was just too revealing, more than what she would've liked. Now she wears a uniform like kanao's.

Lower rank demons are still not immune to the sun, so nirchin a still kill them. Muzan still has some weakness towards the sun as well, so if he were to get constantly cut by blades, especially a red blade, he would get hurt.

also kiriya got officially appointed as the corps' 98th leader, he and his sisters are currently working together to get their act back together, they were not intending to lose this war.

I'll be giving more lore for my au later, this is what I currently have in mind.

[slightlyaboveaverageiq]

The Whisperer: Part 12 (Wally Clark Fic)

I felt his energy before I saw him or heard him. I continued reading my book without acknowledging him. Honestly he could wait a few minutes after what happened today. “Mo…” his voice sounded so lost and broken, but he did it to himself, he asked me to do something I told him weeks ago I had no intention of doing.

“We aren’t visiting yet Wally I’ve still got 6 pages in my chapter.” Before I could even do anything the book was launched across the room and Wally was straddling me. “Well now it’s even more time because I have to go back and find my-“ My speech was cut off by a very high pitched screeching noise that came from me horrifyingly enough. The stupid ghost was tickling me.

“I’m sorry I didn’t quite catch that you might have to try again.” He continued his brutal assault on my ribs and neck with me unsuccessfully trying to bat his hands away.

“O-okay you’re forgiven!” I finally get out grabbing his hands and trying to catch my breath while I gazed up at him to see his eyes a dark like before. I follow his line of sight and see that my sleep shirt has ridden up so he can see the black lacy thing underneath.

“I don’t know I kinda like you squirming and out of breath beneath me.” He muttered before leaving wet kisses in a line just above my underwear and along my thighs. What the hell man it’s like fucking whiplash. “Tell me about the accident” He managed to get out in between kisses on my body.

“Wally-“ I tried pushing his head away but he caught my hands and held them to my sides staring me down as he licked a long strip up my thigh to my hip making sure to leave a mark. This man may make me cum without ever actually touching my pussy.

“No, I’m going to keep doing this. I want you to tell me about the accident. Close your eyes.” I did as he said and focused on his fucking wonderful tongue dancing along my body wondering about how it would feel- “You’re not telling me the story, I’ll stop”

“I was 10, my brother Connor -the one I live with- was 24. He had flown in from Florida for Christmas and my parents and I were driving to the airport to pick him up. I was being a brat and screaming that I wanted a hot chocolate at the airport but my parents had both said it was too late and I would have to go to bed when we got home. My mom was trying to reason with me but I threw my book at her so my dad turned my head around for just a second…but that’s all it took. There was a drunk driver out that night, he hit us head on. It was so cold, and then there was this light. Not like the overly dramatic light that you see in movies but just kinda like I was walking into sunlight. My mom and dad were way ahead of me and I was running to catch up with them, that’s when I felt arms pick me up and I was looking at this man I didn’t know. He shook his head and he said that it wasn’t my time yet, that I still had so much work to do. And then I woke up and the EMTs were talking about how it was a miracle because I had been dead for 12 minutes. That wasn’t the last time I saw the man, he’s been back in my dreams every now and then since then, he explained I could see and talk to ghosts because I had technically died. I can also project, which means I can go into people’s dreams or visit their resting place but not for very long. So I mean yes I guess I could technically tell Maddie’s friends I know but it would be in a dream.” Wally moved so he face was hovering over mine and he kissed my forehead.

“I’m so sorry Mo, we should have never asked you to help Maddie. I never should have asked you to help Maddie.” Damn it he looked so fucking sad.

“Maybe I’ll be able to help Maddie one day, it’s just not a day in the foreseeable future.” He nodded and traced his finger down my face, neck, all the way down my body until he reached my thigh.

“You’re so pretty Mo, and such a good person even if you think you’re not.” He shifted just so and I could feel his cock staining against his pants on my thigh. “Do you want me to tell you a different story now?”

“I think I know the story, and considering how emotionally taxing this day has been it’s going to have to be another. You’ll spend the night with me though won’t you?” He smiled and nodded before spooning me from behind. “Hey Wally, just so you know I normally sleep naked.” Wally groaned and turned away from me.

“Jesus Christ Mo.”

[samanddeansannoyingsis]

Just Friends? - Dean Winchester x reader

Just an idea, read the summery and inspiration here - Just Friends?

Pairing: Dean x reader

Part 0. The prequel?

Onto the story... And I'm not using y/n it's just cringy I'm sorry. I will attempt to post a new part once a week but I'm sure I will forget a few times. Don't mind me. Writing is hard and I'm trying to get back into it.

I yawn and stretch my arm as I sit up in bed. The first thing I notice is just how quiet it is. A deafening quiet. No Winchesters to make noise.

"They left me! The hell!" I yell to myself, disrupting the quiet. I flop out of bed and walk out to the kitchen, too annoyed to check my phone before coffee anyways.

The second I walk out to the kitchen I'm hit by the smell of freshly brewed coffee. It's bitter aroma filling the room and I breathe it in. I grab a clean cup and fill it. I take a sip and close my eyes, basking in the taste and feeling my body slowly gain energy. My headache slowly subsides and I rub my eyes with my sleeve.

When I open my eyes I notice the note sitting on the counter:

"Left for breakfast, be back soon. - Dean"

A feeling of discontent washes over me but quickly goes away as I finish my coffee and pour another cup. I retreat to my room and get ready for the day. I decide upon a comfy sweater and jeans. It's a soft sweater that feels like I'm getting hugged. I sit on my bed for a minute and finally take my phone off the charger, the screen lights up showing several notifications over a picture of Dean and I after a particularly fun hunt.

There's several texts in the group chat with Sam, Dean and I. I unlock my phone and start reading.

Sam: Went for a run, be back before 10.

Dean: I'm grabbing breakfast, we need groceries later.

Sam: Got it.

Sam: I got a call about a possible vamp nest a few towns over. We should check that out.

Dean: Look into it, let me know when I get back.

Sam: Sounds good

I blink away the last of my grogginess and grab my laptop heading to the table and looking into the possible vamp case. Sure enough, there's a few missing people from the past month. A body was found, butchered with cause of death labeled animal attack. I read the police report and make a few notes.

"We've looked into less." I mutter to myself.

The main door unlocks and my eyes shoot to the door. I shoot up out of the chair I'm sitting in out of habit. The door creeks open and I take a deep breath. A beat later in walks a rather sweaty Sam Winchester. I let out a breath and scrunch my nose at him.

"Morning." I grumble to him. I'm slightly more alert now that I've had my little anxiety ridden awakening. I pick up my coffee and go find a comfy spot on the couch to finish my second cup of coffee and scroll on my phone. My sweater wraps comfortably around me as I sit contently on the couch. Sam walks down the stairs into the main area, his face is kinda red from his run and he's practically dripping sweat.

"Morning. It's hot outside today. I'm gonna go shower before Dean gets back and steals all the hot water." Sam says in an upbeat voice that's too cheerful for how early it is. I look at my phone and see it's like 9 in the morning and I sigh. It's still too early to be that awake.

"Enjoy I guess. Dean should be back soon I guess. His tracker has him driving but you never really know with him." I say in a groggy voice. Sam nods and walks off towards his room and the bathroom. I sit and doom scroll for a bit on Instagram. My feed full of urban legends and the occasional goth girl or cowboy thirst trap. I watch a video of a goth chicks get ready with me and contemplate actually moving off the couch and putting my makeup on.

"Probably should." I say to myself as I groan and haul myself off the coziness that is the couch. I yawn and stretch as my elbows and shoulders pop. I frown and put my coffee cup in the sink and walk back to my room to finish getting ready.

It's looking to be a long day and I'm sure the guys are gonna wanna scout out that vamp nest. Might as well finish getting ready. I can always fix my makeup after a nap anyways. I sit down and turn on my vanity light. I smile as I remember the day I brought it in. Dean didn't want me to get it but I pleaded and he caved. We loaded it into the back of baby and he complained the entire time but didn't make me take it back. He even helped me get it into my room and set up the lights.

I smile softly at the memory as I look at the Christmas lights wrapped around the mirror frame. I grab my makeup bag and put on some simple eyeshadow into a nice smokey eye with red and black and then apply a solid wing with my liner. I even line the inner corner with a white liner and then apply my lip gloss and add some light concealer to hide the puffiness under my eyes from a long line of days of not sleeping well.

It's been a long time since I've been able to sleep well. It's been getting better since I started living with the boys. Dean's always good about checking in on me before I fall asleep but I still struggle most nights. I haven't slept well since I dropped out of college and started with this life. I shake the thoughts from my head and finish my light makeup and fluff out my wolf cut. I look in the mirror and an 80s rock icon look alike looks back at me. I smile and admire my finished look for a second. It's a striking contract to my sweater but still manages to work. My style is just silly like that.

I look down at the black lipstick sitting on my vanity. It's a lipstick I got a few cities ago to spite Dean and wore a few times but since then it just sits there until I decide I'm bold enough to wear it again. Maybe one day I will. But that day is not today.

I stand up and walk back out to the kitchen. The clock on the stove reads 9:40 and I groan and sit on the counter and track Dean's location to find where he is. He is on the road still a good 10 minutes away and I frown.

Sam walks in with a towel over his shoulder. Now dressed but his hair is still damp from his shower.

"Hey short stack whatcha looking at?" He says as he walks in the room. I shoot a glair at him.

"First of all I'm 5'6" so not short. Actually on the tall end for a woman." To this he laughs. I scoff but continue. "I'm tracking my breakfast. Dean's almost back." Sam raises an eyebrow.

"Eww. I don't wanna hear about how my brother is breakfast." He says with a small smirk. I blush lightly and groan.

"That's not what I mean asshat and you know it." I say with a frown. I roll my eyes as he laughs at me but let's it go.

"Sure sure. Whatever you say..." He says dismissively but with a small smile on his face. I look back down at my phone and look back over the article about the mutilations that Sam sent earlier.

I read it over and plug the location into a map to see how far a drive it is. It's a solid 45 minutes from the bunker. That's not a bad drive all things considered but it's still a long time to be stuck in a car with the two brothers.