#they'd probably eat each other alive

[fox-mulder-gets-pegged]

Annalise Keating and Greg House would be absolute worsties lbr.

[barnbridges]

you did NOT ask but i think to the core, part of the dislike between marion and good old francis IS her job. he's seen this bitch a thousand times at the blank institutes for fucking up children. he's naturally distrustful of her. especially seeing her do his own... friend in like he's a child. it makes him question if the straights are ok, but like, unironically.

[babyleostuff]

svt with a s/o who loves cooking/ baking | ot13

the ones that cannot cook to save their life - pulling you was the best thing to happen in their life: 

𐙚🧸ྀི wonwoo, vernon, chan, hoshi

in their eyes you're the coolest person alive - how are you able to cook and bake so well is a mystery for them. nonetheless, they’d love to accompany you whenever you’d be cooking/ baking, even if they’d just be watching, while having this cute lovestruck gaze that’d follow your every move. even though they wouldn't help much with the cooking/baking, they would take care of taking away the dirty dishes and washing them, or wiping the countertops if they got dirty, so as not to be completely useless (even though having them, even if they’d just be watching, would be more than enough for you). if you ever baked something, they’d probably take it to practice too, and if anyone would ask them what they were eating, they’d shyly mention that you made it.

his cooking skills are okay-ish, he won’t burn the kitchen down (the food somehow always end up being ass): 

𐙚🧸ྀི jeonghan, joshua, woozi, minghao, seungkwan 

having a partner who can cook and bake so well feels like such a blessing for them. they’d always inhale the food you made, and mention every other second how great it was, and that they have never anything as good as this (they say that anytime you cook/bake something). they'd be a bit hesitant to help you out, worried they might mess something up, but with your encouragement, and directions on what they’re supposed to do, they’d get the hang of it very quickly, and you’d end up having such a fun time. if they took the lunch or snacks you prepared for them to practice, they'd go around and tell people that you made it and that they miss out on so much good food (if anyone asked them for a bite of the food, they’d side eye them and walk away).

the ones that would love to cook alongside you, they wouldn’t burn the kitchen, and the food would be edible: 

𐙚🧸ྀི coups, jun, dk, mingyu

cooking together equals date nights, they’d never miss out on spending quality time with you, and the fact that food is involved? they’re in heaven. you’d have the best time talking, messing around, probably making fun of each other from time to time for messing something up. it’d be so domestic, and they only word you’d be able to describe it as would be home. yep, that’s what home feels like. i’d be a bit hesitant when it comes to baking, though. they’d be like: fuck the proportions, let’s freestyle, and it’d just end up in a huge disaster (i still have nightmares from nana tour, when mingyu wasn’t able to whisk the eggs, my slavic ass is sweating). you can be sure the food would be inhaled by them in less than ten seconds, because if there’s something they love more than cooking with you, it’s eating what you have prepared. 

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[byfulcrums]

Seeing people saying that Satoru doesn't actually care about Suguru and that the only reason Kenjaku caught him was bc he was surprised to see a person he killed alive is fucking wild, man

Like. Gojo's entire life revolves around Geto. The entire series happens because he loved Suguru too much to kill him, even though he knew he would have to do it eventually. The world literally went to shit because he wasn't over him

Geto Suguru's life would be completely unimportant to the story without Gojo Satoru, and Gojo Satoru's would be completely unimportant without Geto Suguru. They complement each other. They need each other

Two male betta fishes can't coexist. They will fight and one will die. They can't see each other — even if they're in different tanks, they won't be able to live. They'd eventually tire each other out, resulting in death. The only way for Satoru and Suguru's lives to be able to continue without the other would've been for them to never have met at all. And they can't be together. Not now, not ever again. Not while they're still alive. Not after everything that's happened

The entire story revolves around their relationship. Yuuji is a boy who ate a curse('s finger[s]), and Megumi is the prodigy who befriends him. Satoru is a prodigy, the strongest, and Suguru, the boy whose technique is eating curses, befriends him. The Jujutsu Kaisen story is all about parallels and they all connect to fucking Satosugu. It's all about them

The only reason Kenjaku's plan worked is because the body he used didn't belong to some random person Gojo killed, it worked because the body he used was Geto Suguru's, Gojo's one and only, his best friend. He must be thinking “Thank god they're gay” right now lmao

Gojo fucking hesitated. He hesitated multiple times when it came to Geto. He was supposed to kill him, yet he let him go. He has the Six Eyes, he could've easily tracked him down. He probably could tell if he was nearby (he can recognize Suguru from his scent) and just didn't go looking for him. And he could've so very easily escaped the trap that was set up for him, he was going to run away from it because we see him about to take that step but then Suguru's body shows up and says “Yo, Satoru!” with Suguru's voice and Satoru freezes and hesitates

They weren't able to let go of each other even after years of being separated (like a decade). When they meet, Suguru still greets Satoru warmly

Suguru is pretty much Satoru's moral code. He was the only person Satoru took at least mildly seriously pre-Toji (and we know Satoru just didn't do serious back then). He actually took his words to heart. He was kind, of course (especially from Suguru's PoV, since he's the person that knows him most), and not a bad person, but he wasn't nice. Suguru was always the ‘nice(r) one’, the one who actually had a moral code, while Satoru was more of an asshole to literally everyone and everything (some more, some less), thinking he and Suguru were above everyone else

When Suguru finally snaps (which, honestly. Fair) and goes genocidal (not so fair), Satoru slowly starts to be somewhat nicer and starts applying Suguru's old moral code to his own being — their roles weren't exactly reversed, but now they're not together anymore, so they might as well be. And Suguru was shown for having faith in the school and its system while it was Satoru the one who absolutely abhorred the higher-ups and all kinds of authority, but then it ended up with Suguru being the one to leave and become a cult leader with the blood of hundreds on his hands while Satoru was the one that stayed behind in the same place of the people he despises so much

(Imagine someone saying something like “Sometimes I doubt you even have a moral code” and Gojo answers with “Oh, my best friend my one and only is pretty much my moral code. He went homicidal a while back but it's okay haha” “...Actually, that explains a few things”)

Gojo doesn't have a god complex, but I wouldn't blame him if he did. I mean, he might as well be the closest thing to god human beings have ever seen. He used to put himself above everyone else, when he was a teenager. He thought that, the higher he was, the more he could do. And no one was better than him. But not Suguru. Back then, it wasn't “I'm the strongest” it was “We're the strongest and “We're the best” and “We're the ones that will beat you” and “We're the duo” and it was all about “us, us, us, us, us” instead of “me, me, me, me” like people thought it was — they were a pair. They still are

We know people thought and still think of Gojo as a weapon. As something that must be controlled, because on the moment he decides he doesn't want to be around them anymore, he could just straight up kill then without any effort (but getting rid of people in positions of power only gets other people in positions of power and it'll be a neverending story, and Gojo knows this so he's trying to do his best to fix it all through the younger generation, by letting them live). And we also know that Suguru is one of the very few people who did not believe that at all

Like their personalities and characters and stories and literally everything, their names complement each other. Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru are such similar names, I get them mixed up all the time (the amount of times I've called them “Gojo Suguru” and “Geto Satoru” is embarassing. Also, “Saturu”. “Goto”. “Gejo”. Ugh). Both of their last names start with a G, end with an O and have 4 letters. Both of their given names start with an S, end with an U and have 6 letters. They complement each other. They need each other

The only times we've seen Gojo with an expression of actual pure, raw emotion is when it's about Geto. When he finds out about what Geto did, when he realizes how thin and wrong Geto looks, when he sees him again for what we assume to be the first time in years, when he dies, when a thing wearing his corpse and using his voice greets him (“Yo, Satoru!” oh my god)

Suguru was able to fight back when in Kenjaku's control after Satoru said his name. Kenjaku himself says that had never happened before

And you don't even have to see them as romantic. You don't have to ship them if you don't want to. But you can't deny that they care about each other more than they will ever care about anyone else

[intimidating-fettuccine]

Creeps during the eclipse

Considering this doesn't happen very often, I thought I'd take advantage of it :)

Listen, I'm gonna start this off by saying it; nobody is more excited about the eclipse than Slender. I feel like with how long he's been alive he gets really excited about being able to see another one, so he takes this event very seriously. I feel like with his money and abilities, he also takes everyone into the path of totality for this specific eclipse. I think he takes everyone to a spot on Earth to see it, instead of staying in the Underworld (I think it happens in the Underworld and Overworld too), but luckily in my canon if you have a pact with Slender and you're non-human, you can have a human form, so everyone gets to go.

I think Slender's brothers also probably tag along, and I think people like Toby's mom or anyone's partners would come as well, so everyone really makes a day out of it. I think they probably picked a nice spot, somewhere in the path of totality where not a lot of people will end up being. Slender and Tim are hard at work making a picnic for everyone so they all have plenty of food to eat, and of course they bring along some comfy blankets for everyone to lounge about on too. BEN probably makes sure to bring enough portable devices and chargers for himself and everyone else to do anything online or some gaming if they'd like to, and I feel like at his request there was a large portable gazebo brought as well for everyone to hang out under and get some shade while they wait for the eclipse to happen. They have enough glasses for everyone as well, and I feel like Slender makes sure that that everyone wears them otherwise he will, "Kick their asses into next week if they don't take care of themselves, and they can quote him on that". 

I feel like they also probably brought a football and just a regular ball to throw around, and a soccer ball to play with as well. Jeff, Toby, and Natalie are probably the ones messing around and throwing stuff the most, and they're also the ones getting yelled at the most for accidentally knocking things over and bothering people. Everyone honestly has a blast out there together though, and once it gets close enough to the actual eclipse they all settle down in the gazebo until it's time to look at it. They've all got their glasses on, and pretty much everyone (especially Slender) is trying to record it or take pictures, and it's probably the most quiet everyone is for the entire day. At least, until it's about one second after the eclipse happens and everyone is cheering and yelling about it. I think they'd probably still spend time in that spot for a few hours, enjoying their time and hanging out, catching up on things with each other, and having a lot of fun. I think Slender also probably takes a lot of group photos, and individual ones of everyone just hanging out all day, and even a few during the total eclipse. He definitely adds them all to their own specific photo album to remember the day.

[peachesofteal]

Hey Peach!!

I just read the ultimate angst post you made and I'm literally not ok but I absolutely love your writing. You write angst so so well it's astonishing and I strive to write at your level one day.

But I can't get all these possible scenarios out of my head about that au so I thought I might share them with you.

So I'm thinking Darling is going to the motions of grief and anger as the boys leave and so decides to ignore them completely. Like she goes ghost mode on them. They text her their apologies on the day their leaving and for obvious reasons can't keep in touch after that.

Darling is a complete mess for the first couple of months after their departure. Living in that apartment alone would become too much for her. Every nook every coner holding precious memories of their times together. She would cry looking at the knick knacks they'd left behind accidentally. Fantasizing about what could have been if she had told them, If they hadn't decided to break up on the spot without consulting her, if they had communicated better. But it's too late now, their gone and she can't even let them know she's pregnant, not that she wants to anymore after being dumped like that.

She decides eventually to pull herself together for herself and her growing child. An apartment move was very necessary for her mental well-being so she decides to move somewhere her child can have a fulfilling upbringing. A fresh start somewhere where she isn't consumed by their memories. Somewhere that doesn't remind her of them when she's walking through the park where she would pick wild flowers together with Johnny to put in pretty vases on the dinning table or going to their favourite grocery store and shops looking for ingredients to try new recipes together which might not always turn out great. Or when the local pub owners ask where her pretty men are when their away on ops. Those little things would chip away at her if she had to think about them constantly.

So she moves and begins her difficult and lonely journey as a single parent but still trying to enjoy all her first milestone of her pregnancy. She goes to these wellness classes for expecting mothers where she has to watch couples enjoying their pregnancy together while she sits there all alone. It's difficult to attend these check-ups and classes but she manages for the sake of her child. She might have a little gender reveal by herself or with some friends but in my head darling might go to a bakery with the little slip of paper the maternity nurse had given her and asks them if they could make a cupcake with the adjacent colour filling on the inside so she can celebrate at home, probably with some nice food and her favourite movie. Deciding the name of the child, painting and decorating a nursery, going clothes shopping she wishes she had them there with her as much as she doesn't want to admit missing them, she also might cry alot along her journey but she is constantly learning as she goes along to give her child the best possible life she can provide. But as her mental health fluctuates she finds it increasingly difficult to take care of herself as she nears the due date to give birth.

All this is happening while the boys are on their very difficult and taxing mission. Trying their best to stay alive for each other while dealing with the guilt of hurting darling the way they did . They try to rationalize their decision to break up with her to dissipate their growing guilt but to no avail. They're constantly thinking about her, wondering how she's faring, if she's eating well, if she's recovering from the hurt they caused. They hope to come back alive to talk to explain their reasoning for their decision and try to make it up to her again. Not realising the darling they had left behind was long gone by the time they would get back.

Sorry for going off on a tangent I hope you enjoy my little take on your au. The real angsty parts comes when they get back a realize she's gone for good. Thanks again for blessing us with your writing 💗

I am throwing writing tools at you! Books! Notebooks! Pens! Paper! Laptops! Disco baby au 18+ Mature themes.

I love all of this, but one thing that really sticks with me is the image of Darling, sitting at the kitchen table, alone with a cupcake. You don't have a party, don't have friends over, you just go to the bakery and get this one, singular cupcake, made for yourself.

And then, when you finally get home, after a way too long day at work, your body sore and back tired, you sit down in front of it.

You always thought, that if you were to have a baby, this is something you'd do with your partners, if you even chose to do it at all. You always envisioned not finding out, leaving it for a surprise when the time comes, but this... none of it feels right. None of it feels like it should, and you think that means you shouldn't wait. You should get to know, right now, since there's no one else to share it with, no one else who even cares.

So, when you finally cut into it, and finally see that stupid color on the inside (because also, screw this whole concept to begin with) you don't feel joy. Or excitement. You feel crippling sadness, and you rest your head on the table as you start to cry, cradling your belly with a hand when the baby starts to move.

This was supposed to be good. We were supposed to be happy. You can't not think about the way Johnny would whoop and cause such a ruckus at the news, the way his eyes would light up and how he would pull you in for a devastating kiss. You think about Simon, and the way his eyes would grow wet, even though he swore he wasn't crying, how he would hold you and tell you how happy he is, how much he loves all three of you now. You, Johnny, and little baby girl.

You can almost see them, in the flat, almost hear them, and if you close you eyes, you can picture them sitting on either side of you, holding your hand, kissing your skin slowly. Making you feel loved. Making you feel safe.

But they're not there. You're alone. You, and little baby girl, doing it on your own.

[azulhood]

Johnny 13 accidentally gains a brother.

He didn't plan for this to happen, it just did!

He was visiting his hometown, hanging around crime alley when a street rat tried to steal his bike having not noticed him.

The kid was in the middle of trying to Hotwire his bike when he couldn't help but comment. "It's the other wire, that one sets the alarm off."

"Thanks." The kid replied distractedly letting go of the slightly glowing green wire and reaching for the faintly glowing red wire.

A quiet pause.

The kid slowly turned his head so that he was looking into Johnny's eyes. "This is your bike, ain't it?" The kid asked having realised he wasn't alone.

Johnny smiled with maybe one too many teeth but luckily the kid didn't seem phased "Yep."

The kid nodded as if it was just his luck. "Ya gonna beat me up?"

"Nah, it's not like I ain't Hotwire my own fair share." He wasn't worried that the kid would steal his bike, and if the kid managed to pull it off the bike would just return to him.

"Come on kid, let's get something to eat." The kid narrowed his eyes in suspicion as Johnny walked away, that's fine, it was the kid's choice if he followed or not.

Curiosity and hunger seemed to win out as the kid fell in step beside him.

Johnny found the nearest bat burger (they weren't around when he was alive and not something he'd ever really get used to) and got a family meal with money he had 'burrowed' from the residents of Amity Park.

"Why you doing this?" The kid questioned after devouring three burgers and starting on his fourth.

Johnny shrugged. "Just know what it's like to go hungry is all." He didn't really know, maybe it was because the kid reminded him of himself or maybe it was just Phantom was rubbing off on him.

It was time for them to go their separate ways once the meal was finished and the few leftovers hidden away.

His bike was right where he left it "hey, kid. What's your name?" Johnny asked as he started the ignition.

The kid stared right into his eyes, like he was weighing Johnny's worth. "Jason."

"Jason Todd" The kid said it slow, like each word was a mistake.

Jason Todd,huh? Johnny committed it to memory. "Name's Johnny, kid." He gave back. "I'll see you around."

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After that it became a sort of habit to find the kid, buy him food and listen to whatever was happening in town, whenever he visited Gotham.

The other ghosts thought it was funny, one of them even jokingly said "welcome to parenthood."

But it didn't feel like Jason was his kid. It felt more like... Having a little brother.

Yeah, that was it.

One day Johnny rolled into Gotham with a crisp one hundred in his pocket, unknowingly donated by the Manson family, fullly intending on buying Jason some new clothes, probably a few books, and maybe a new lock pick set.

But he couldn't find him.

Johnny searched crime alley top to bottom, he checked the police headquarters, checked every bat burger, checked the docks.

He ignored the growing pit of worry that in his chest.

Johnny finally found Jason in a swanky mansion that was obviously owned by someone who could give plasmius a run for his money.

Jason, book worm that he was, was found sitting in the mansions library.

Really one of these days Johnny should introduce him to Ghostwriter, they'd get along great.

"Hey, kid."

Jason jumped and whatever book he was reading fell out of his hands.

He lit up once he saw who it was. "Johnny, you're here!" That excitement turned to fear and worry "You can't be here, what if you get caught?"

Johnny waved the kid's worry away. "Don't sweat it, nobody sees me if I don't want'em to." Then it was Johnny's turn to be concerned. "What happened, I couldn't find you in crime alley."

Jason's face went through a complicated range of emotions. "I got adopted by Bruce Wayne."

Johnny's eyes flashed, he knew the horror stories about adoption. "He treating you okay?" The man would never breathe again if he wasn't.

Seeing the possible murder scene, Jason eased his worries. "Yeah, he's fine, it's just a bit weird."

Homicide prevented for now.

Johnny took a seat across from the kid in a chair that was probably worth more then Johnny owned living or dead. "Alright, fill me in."

And Jason did.

Johnny learned about how he was caught stealing the wheels off the Batmobile (he couldn't tell if that was bravery or stupidity) by the Batman which somehow led to Bruce Wayne adopting him.

"I think his other kid doesn't like me much, but it ain't bad here." Jason said as he finished his story.

Johnny quietly nodded as he absorbed the information and thought about where to go from here.

He had planned on getting Jason a nice home (woulda offered his own haunt if the living could live in the ghost zone) preferably in Amity where he could meet everyone. (Kitty would love him)

Here Jason had the chance to never go hungry, get into good schools, always have what he needed.

This situation was...ideal.

Even if Johnny wasn't happy with it. "You happy here?" What mattered was that Jason was.

Jason visibly thought about it. "...Yeah...I am."

And the decision was made.

"You know you can come to me for anything, right? If you want to get out of here or just want someone to talk to." Johnny needed the kid to know that.

Jason rolled his eyes but replied. "Yeah, Johnny, I know."

So Johnny left reluctantly feeling like he was making a mistake somehow.

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Johnny was fighting Phantom with Kitty when he felt it.

He felt Jason die.

And Johnny s c r e a m e d

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He nearly tore apart the ghost zone in his search for Jason's ghost.

There was no way that Jason didn't form a ghost with the amount of time exposed to Johnny's ectoplasmic self.

Kitty helped him search, everyone helped him search, even Phantom.

But he couldn't find his little brother.

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Then he felt it.

He felt Jason come back to life.

He didn't know the details and he didn't care. All that mattered was that the kid was alive.

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He tried to search the living realm for the kid, which would have been made a ton easier if the GIW wasn't shooting at him every ten minutes.

At some point he gave up looking and waited instead.

Jason would find his way home to Gotham at some point, all Johnny had to do was wait.

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Johnny knew the second Jason stepped into the fair city of Gotham.

He broke many speeding limits and traffic laws on his way there but he didn't care.

Especially when he saw Jason on the streets, he looked different but Johnny would know that kid anywhere.

Johnny opened his mouth to call out.

But then Jason with him and his mouth snapped shut with a click.

There wasn't even a glimmer of recognition in Jason's eyes.

His brother didn't remember him.

[teal-fiend]

safe vore post?

Don't get me wrong, digestion is still close to my heart. For better or worse it can be an extreme power fantasy. The fantasy is literally just destroying someone (or inversely, being destroyed by someone)

Safe vore is more of an indirect display of power. Because there are no serious consequences (within the fantasy), it can be more nuanced.

And it might be more realistic in the sense that it mimics actual real life integration of vore. As in, you can't digest someone irl. You can pretend to, or you can simulate being eaten / eating someone. so anyway

here are some scenarios i thought of (which probably already exist, but there are no true original ideas):

a pred eating a prey just to prove that they can. And they could probably digest them too, if they wanted to. Maybe the pred is being disrespectful, by putting the prey in their stomach, treating them like nothing but food. You don't put people you look up to in your stomach, that's where your lunch goes. And maybe the pred has a sandwich after that, to drive the point home. The pred will let the prey out eventually, but the prey won't forget the embarrassment of being eaten

a prey who fantasises about being eaten, convinces their pred s/o to eat them. The pred is skeptical because they don't see the prey as food, and they don't want to eat them really. But the prey assures them that they don't need to be digested (even if they might want to be). It's enough for the pred to just pretend. The pred will swallow the prey, and then tell the prey about what a filling meal they were, and even if the prey knows that the pred isn't being genuine, they can still get lost in the fantasy of being eaten by their partner.

the classic 'we have to do vore because it's cold out' but make it that the two don't like each other. But the prey isn't suited for the weather, and they'd likely freeze if the pred doesn't eat them. And the pred is like ug fine. And if they get rescued they find the pred with a suspiciously full belly. And the rescuers are like:

'How could u? I know u didn't like them but still, why would u resort to eating them, it hasn't even been that long.'

But the pred says no, the prey is alive and spits them out. And everyone's like Aw you are so kind, you worked together for once. the end.

pred who just eats prey bc they are bored. Digesting is too time consuming, so they just eat the prey, have their fun, but release them before their body digests. The pred does it because it amuses them, it pleases their predatory instincts, they like to feel their food wriggling sometimes. and it's comforting. A recreational predator.

pred who is hired to eat people for money. But who isn't allowed to digest them for obvious reasons. Maybe they enjoy it, maybe it's just a job to them, likely a combination of the two. Especially since they make decent money off of it, they can pay for their student loans.

[taeyongdoyoung]

summary: your overthinking is the reason behind everything. deep down, you know your boyfriends care deeply about you but your insecurities bring out the worst in you. seungkwan and vernon try to show you it's all in your head... pairing: seungkwan x vernon x reader genre: angst, smut, fluff; established relationship warnings: insecurities, ghosting, communication problems (but they are resolved), edging, fingering, eating out, blowjob, protected sex, soft dom!seungkwan, hard dom!vernon, pet names, praise kink (if you squint) author's note: i haven't written in ages so this is my wretched attempt at a comeback and also my first svt fic whoo! the title is inspired by taylor swift's song afterglow word count: 1.7k

You've become used to being the odd one out. Whenever you were in a friend group, whether it was with three or four people, you were always left out. It didn't hurt when your friends hung out without you, you were totally okay with that and found something to occupy yourself with. It didn't even hurt when they didn't bother to invite you to things. No, what hurt the most was being right there with them and feeling as if you were invisible. Not being able to relate to whatever your friends talked about. Not being able to add anything of value to the conversation. And them not ever asking about your interests. Like you weren't even there.

When you met Seungkwan and Vernon, your life turned upside down. The two boys had known each other for years but despite that, they made you feel as welcome as if you'd always been part of the group. They showed you care you'd never imagined possible and you genuinely felt comfortable around them. They always made sure to listen to you and give you just the right amount of attention. Your friendship with the two quickly blossomed into a romance and you were happier than you'd ever been. It seemed too good to be true. And perhaps it was.

Sometimes you would be observing the chemistry Seungkwan and Vernon had with each other. They were a perfect match. Truly, they gave you no reason to feel this shitty. But in the back of your head, a little monster kept telling you: "You're not good enough," "They'd be better off without you," "You're just getting in their way," "They're annoyed with you". They were probably much happier before they met you, you suddenly thought.

Not responding to their messages and calls for a week was probably not the wisest idea you'd ever had. But you weren't bold enough to tell them you no longer wanted to be with them. Because it would be a lie. You wanted to be with them so desperately. But your mind kept playing evil tricks on you. Maybe if you ignored them long enough, they would eventually grow sick of it and forget you. Shockingly enough, you had underestimated them.

You were huddled under the blanket, phone turned off, hundreds of texts unread, when you heard the doorbell ring. You really didn't want to leave the comfort of your bed so you decided to ignore it. It was probably an annoying neighbour who wanted to borrow flour or something. However, when after ten minutes, the doorbell continued ringing and you could hear angry neighbours complaining about the loud noise in the corridor, you got out of bed with a groan. Opening the door, you were surprised to find Seungkwan and Vernon there.

"You're alive!" Seungkwan exclaimed, relief evident in his voice. Vernon sneaked his way inside your apartment, not saying anything but judging by the look on his face, he was quite upset with your recent behavior. You gulped nervously and locked the door as the two men let themselves in.

"Are you okay?" Seungkwan asked. "We were worried sick about you!"

"I'm fine," you gave a noncommittal shrug.

Vernon continued to say nothing, giving you a taste of your own medicine. You had to admit, it hurt like hell. You tried to meet his gaze but he was determined on avoiding your eyes. Seungkwan, however, was here to communicate.

"Did we do something wrong, baby?"

"No," you replied curtly.

"Then, what's up? Why have you been ignoring us?"

"Don't wanna talk about it," you said.

"How are we supposed to fix it if we don't know what the problem is?" Seungkwan insisted.

"Some things are not meant to be fixed," you stated, even though you didn't believe in it.

"Talk," Vernon finally spoke to you in a tone that didn't allow room for arguing.

"It's just…you two are so good together," you murmured. "And like, I love that for you, obviously. But sometimes it feels like I don't belong. Like I don't deserve you. I thought that if I simply ignored you, you would eventually leave me behind."

"Where is this coming from?" Seungkwan seemed genuinely surprised, as he held your hand gently.

"It's not the first time I've felt this way. In friend groups, especially. It's always been like this," you admitted.

"It's all in your head," Vernon spoke in a calm, confident voice. "We care about you just as much as we do about each other."

Seungkwan nodded, immediately agreeing with him.

"If you thought ghosting our texts would make us give up so easily, you were severely mistaken. You're not getting rid of us, alright?"

You smiled sadly, your vision becoming blurry due to the tears you've been holding back.

"Alright," you repeated weakly.

Seungkwan ruffled your hair playfully.

"Have we been neglecting our sweet girl, hm?" he kissed your cheek gently.

"N-no, you've both been perfect," you sniffled.

"You coddle her too much," Vernon jokingly scolded Seungkwan. "So much she thinks she can get away with punishing us with silence."

"I'm s-sorry that I hurt you," you mumbled nervously.

"You're not. But you will be," Vernon vowed.

You shuddered at the thought of what he had in store for you, as he whispered something in Seungkwan's ear. Seungkwan seemed a little hesitant at first but you eventually saw him agreeing to whatever Vernon had suggested. Seungkwan gave you a pitiful look which told you a thousand words. Oh well. You'd brought this upon yourself. If you had simply been open about your insecurities instead of ignoring their messages, it wouldn't have come to this.

Vernon pulled you against him harshly and whispered in a somewhat threatening tone:

"You better not have any doubts about our feelings after we're done with you."

"I don't have any doubts anymore," you replied in a last attempt to get out of this.

"Nice try," he chuckled coldly and pushed you into Seungkwan's arms. "Hold her still for me."

Seungkwan held your wrists behind your back and positioned you to sit in his lap.

"Sorry, babe," Seungkwan murmured against your neck.

"I understand," you responded in a hushed tone.

Vernon wasted no more time and removed your sweatpants in one swift motion. He took off your panties as well and stuck two of his fingers inside you with no warning. You whimpered at the unexpected intrusion and tried to move but Seungkwan held you more tightly. Vernon skillfully moved his fingers just the way he knew you liked and soon enough you felt yourself being incredibly close. Just then, Vernon abruptly stopped moving, taking the orgasm away from you.

"N-noo, p-please, I n-need it," you cried out in frustration.

"Don't be a brat," Vernon warned.

You turned your head slightly backwards to look at Seungkwan, hoping he'll show some mercy. Usually, he was willing to do anything to please you and bring a smile on your face. But this time, you'd made both of them upset by ignoring them. So now, you were suffering the consequences for it.

"Kwannie?" you pouted.

"Be good for us, love," Seungkwan reminded you.

Barely giving you time to process, Vernon pressed his tongue against your folds, licking and sucking as if that one week of no contact had left him starved and thirsty. You were so wet you could hear the squelching sounds of your pussy and felt the urge to close your thighs and keep him there. But you knew that Vernon was strong enough to prevent that from happening and with Seungkwan following his plan, you had no choice but to be patient if you wanted to come at all.

"Please, Vern, don't stop, please," you were desperate enough to start begging. Luck seemed to be on your side and your boyfriend finally allowed you to reach your high. Your legs shook as he tried to hold them in place, while Seungkwan was still restraining your arms and abusing the tender skin on your neck with passionate kisses that would probably leave hickeys.

Vernon gave Seungkwan a barely perceptible nod and the older male let go of your wrists. He gently positioned you on all fours and you could hear the sound of his jeans being unzipped and a condom package being ripped. Soon enough, he entered you from behind, while Vernon took interest in your mouth.

"Open," he was a man of a few words but whatever he said, always made it impossible for you to deny him.

While Seungkwan was slowly moving inside you, whispering reassuring words, Vernon roughly fucked your mouth without saying anything. You were so overwhelmed by the contrast you wondered how come they were so different and similar at the same time. And yet, they made perfect sense together.

"Such a sweet girl," Seungkwan praised you. "Our precious baby doing so well for us."

You tried to moan because of the pleasure he was bringing you but your mouth was so deliciously full of Vernon that the sounds you were attempting to make sent vibrations to his cock, urging him to release. While you were trying to swallow as much as possible, Seungkwan's orgasm soon followed, filling you up completely. You couldn't hold it in any longer and came again, being surrounded by so much warmth and affection. Your knees gave out and Seungkwan pulled out of you, giving you a tender kiss.

"I'll be right back, love," he promised and petted your cheek.

You were too exhausted to make a trip to the bathroom rightaway. You looked at Vernon sheepishly, suddenly feeling a bit awkward.

"I'm really sorry," you repeated.

"I know, kitten," he smiled. "Next time you feel insecure, please just talk to us, okay?"

"I don't think there'll be a next time," you chuckled.

"Even if there is, don't bottle things up. We're here for you, always," Vernon insisted.

Seungkwan returned, enveloping the two of you in a soft hug.

"I don't wanna lose this with you," you admitted, being more vulnerable than ever before.

"You won't," Seungkwan reassured you. "You're worth fighting for."

"I feel too sleepy to wash up," you confessed.

Vernon raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Oh, you thought we were done with you? Cute."

The End

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Carlisle goes on a starvation binge before eating his first animal, and he doesn't exactly die of it. Do you think we could fire a vampire off in a rocket without food, to drift for thousands of years through space, and they'd still be alive when they finally hit a planet?

I mean we don't know. The two cases we know of are Carlisle and Tanya and both found the animal diet independently and went "my god!" when they tried to starve themselves to death.

Similarly, all vampires that want to kill each other have much safer and more reliable ways to do it: cut up the body and burn it. Why keep guard of a slowly starving vampire who has the risk of escaping/piecing themselves back together?

We don't even reliably know physically what happens to a starving vampire. Their eyes get super scary, yes, and they lose any modicum of control they had (see Carlisle's blacking out then eating a deer), and we can presume based on the animal diet (where they're not getting the good stuff) that they get much physically weaker than before but do they lose all/most strength? Do they become unable to move? We don't know. Don't even know how vampires really work on the biological level.

Personally?

I think they'd be in very very bad shape and for all intents and purposes dead. Maybe they could be revived if you poured human blood down their throat but if they're going onto another planet where there's nothing there for them to eat (remember the Cullens and Denali struggle to eat mammals/anything not human, it pretty much has to be human, I can't imagine something from space, if there is anything which there probably isn't, would suffice) then they're just going to rot there, not moving, and probably not conscious either.

[galactiquest]

Hi it's 🌻anon it's been awhile!

I've mostly been working a lot and just wanting to crawl in bed to just rest for the next thousand years or so.

Which made me think of a request: Vash and/or Knives s/o that just wants to rest in cuddle all day with them.

Hope you have a wonderful day 🌻

Hi Sunflower Anon 🌻 Always here to brighten my day. I totally feel you with wanting to rest for the next thousand years, working on several projects all at once will do that to you.

I think this request is really adorable and since I feel like it, I'm gonna do both. I think they'd approach this differently and it's fun to explore how!

Vash the Stampede and Millions Knives x Reader: Whole Day Off

Content Warnings: None, we're just enjoying a super cozy day in bed. For the most part.

Vash

I bet he wishes he could take the whole day off. A day with no fighting, no running, no bullets, nothing but gentleness and peace and quiet. This is never quite his reality, but now that you're in his life...

It'd be rude of him not to indulge you, at least once. Once you brought the idea up, perhaps half-asleep in the morning, he couldn't say no to your cute face.

He'll spread out a bit with you nestled into his arm, smiling at the gentle sunlight now spreading across the bed. It's nice to slow down when it's possible. And in these moments, there's nothing to worry about--just Vash quietly breathing next to you, sometimes the two of you adjusting to a new position, he spoons you, you spoon him, toppled over each other like wayward building blocks, whatever works.

Eventually he will get up, much to your reluctance, but he promises quietly that he'll come back. And he does--probably with something to eat and drink. Can't spend the whole day in bed without a snack!

Knives

This man is a workaholic. Does he even sleep? I'm not entirely convinced that he does. If you can, somehow, get him to sleep with you (literally, I mean) I think he'd be leaving soon after you fell asleep to keep doing work.

I don't think there's any way he'd accept "lying around in bed all day cuddling" as a valid excuse to avoid work. I think he'd call you silly for even suggesting it! But he wouldn't force you to get up and do anything if you didn't want to (he's not that mean... at least I like to think...).

But maybe there's room for... compromise? Is that a word in his vocabulary? Maybe he'll allow you just a few minutes of his company in bed in the morning. As an apology reward for being such a good little human. And a few minutes might turn into a few more. And maybe just a little longer. And maybe he'll wait until the top of the hour, just to be exact--and, whoops, looks like it's a minute past...

If he can't stay with you, truly, maybe he'll come to check on you every so often. If you've fallen back asleep, he'll probably graze the back of his hand against your cheek, admiring how cute you look--he means, just checking to see that you're still alive. And maybe he'll make sure you're still tucked into the blanket. And maybe he'll leave a little kiss on your forehead... Maybe he'll join you when he feels he can sneak away.

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Honestly I still think there was probably some cannibalism in the we are all starving and there are dead bodies around sort of way, and I’m interested to see if it will come up considering Aspen’s peoples’ spiritual beliefs, and how its implied the Texans inherited our distaste for it. I just think it would be interesting to see how both sides would react to it.

One thing that I've always found fascinating is just how rare it is for people to resort to cannibalism in times of famine. The vast majority of the time we let starvation and illness take us first. Occasionally you see it with extremely small groups put into sudden survival situations with acquaintances or strangers, but when nations or villages or tribes or large ships starve, they almost never eat each other for the purposes of survival. I don't know why.

Cannibalism wouldn't have had any effect on the Hylaran famine anyway. It might have bought a handful of people a few more days, but that famine was controlled from outside with the explicit purpose of killing a set number of people while leaving enough alive to keep the colony stable, like a Roman decimation done at a distance. If people lived loner than expected then they'd just have restricted the food for longer. It's possible that desperate people might eat their dead in such circumstances (although as stated, people almost never respond to famine that way in real life), but it wouldn't have affected the outcome and they'd know it wouldn't.

[stealingpotatoes]

hi!! so i got a lot of skywalkers apart au asks last night and rather than obliterate everyones dashes with like 5 posts, just doin it all in one!!!! and i made a banner so this post looks cuter

YEAH he rlly does!!

its a little awkward when they reunite -- don't get me wrong, SUPER loving and everyone's trying so hard to make it work and like it-- mostly does work? but there's a lot of growing pains lol especially given Luke's only been raised by his very civilised mum, so suddenly having a dad that's 6'2 of bug-eating chaos is a bit of whiplash loll. but they all love each other very much and the twins are old enough to mostly understand their parents' decision

luke's rlly going thru it tho loll he's got that family going on while he's also dealing with going from senator's son to recently-liberated-force-sensitive-rebel-fugitive

LMAO i mean i assume they don't BLAST (in a lot of cases you don't want to let the enemy know you've got an ace up your sleeve lol) but you can bet there's been a couple times where they've found their least secure comm to say it over lolll. then again if you see a blue lightsaber absolutely whipping everyone's shit on the battlefield you can just guess, who needs an announcement <3

BUT LMAO I LOVE THAT Anakin gets back and Leia's like I CANT BELIEVE THAT ACTUALLY WORKED??? meanwhile Obi Wan and Ahsoka are like ohhh that tactic. classic. and Leia's even more shocked that he's made this work MORE THAN ONCE??

@mayordomogoliat loll i mean. he was a jedi fugitive!! he can't predict when the empire'll spot him!! sometimes that's during grocery shopping when he's got his baby daughter (who's weirdly gleeful in the fight??) strapped to him!

oooo SICK LINE

LMAOOO YEAH "if i could avoid falling, so could you. do better" hes not angry hes just disappointed

YES ABSOLUTELY i mean obvs i've drawn Kanan fangirling but so many other younger jedi would be so happy to see him omg also COOLEST PERSON TO BE SAVED BY!! tbh anakin not falling definitely leads to more jedi survivors (as in ppl not the game) partly bc palps doesn't have that immediate killing machine

loll anakin's absolutely spending any downtime he doesn't spend with leia working on ships etc. probably gets annoying sometimes bc "Hey mr jedi can u do this mission" "no look i worked out a way to make this ship respond .3 seconds quicker i NEED to finish this first" local jedi forgets he's a useful jedi and thinks he's just a mechanic

yes absolutely. like canon threepio's absolutely ???? all the time bc nobody tells him what's going on and

@british-sarcasm YEAH!!!! palps is so pissed off he didn't turn anakin bc that means he's alive and rebelling and MY GOD is he annoying for everyone involved.

and omg YES good for them. if they ever ran into each other/ did a mission together they'd make everyone there regret ever signing up for the empire

[donelywell]

Gotta ask the obvious question here: Hypothetically, what would happen if Tails ever found out about his bio siblings? Or his maybe his bio siblings find out about him? Or maybe even both?

In a different world where Tails and the twins find out that they have a sibling(s), they'd want to get to know each other.

Sonic would obviously be down for going out and trying to find his kids biological siblings (and having a 'fun' conversation with his former 'parents').

Tails would be excited but scared. He would have his curiosity eat at him until he pushes his fears aside and goes looking for them. He would immediately be filled with questions like 'Do they know I am alive?' 'Why did they not look for me?' 'Did they leave me?' 'Do they have two tails too?' and what he fears the most 'Would they want to take me back? Could they take me away from Sonic and the Tornado? Could they legally do that?'

Floris and Fiona would be pissed at their parents for not telling them about their secret brother. Floris would have to be talked out of running away to find their brother by Fiona several times.

If they ever found each other, they'd try to connect, get to know each other. But they wouldn't end up seeing each other as siblings, more just friends. Floris would easily be Tails' friend with her friendly personality while Fiona would take a little more effort to get to know. They'd both probably get a communicator wrist device from Tails as a way to keep in contact with each other.

But, sadly we don't live in that world, they probably never will know (to Sonic's dismay, he really wants to knock some sense into those adults)

Thank you for the question! :D

[moonyasnow]

My OCs in 'Dungeon Meshi'

What the title says: if they were in the world of Dungeon Meshi

Forgive Spike's…everything— I was in a moving car when I drew him. I also changed what race I wanted him to be halfway through, hence the two pairs of ears

I did not have access to an eraser when I drew any of these

More thoughts below!

How each of them would react to eating monsters:

Tomoe wouldn't be…hostile to the idea. She understands very well it not only saves money, things they'd need to carry, and how long it'd take to traverse the dungeon; practically eliminating the need to return to the surface unless something drastic were to happen. When she brings up the idea, she can already guess how each of the others would react to it. But she won't force anyone; she's understand unwillingness. As for her own feelings: before they begin to cut the monster up to prepare food, she thanks it for its sacrifice. She's…a bit reluctant to let herself admit it tasted good, though. But she decides to ignore it and instead focus on the 'sharing a meal with others' aspect. Partly so none of the others will get cold feet about it, which she definitely knows could happen if they saw their leader hesitant to her own idea.

Favorite monster meal: Griffin Soup

Veronica grumbles about it at first, but ultimately eats it, understanding they don't have much choice. And Tomoe framing it to her as a means of survival made it easier for Veronica to accept. Gotta do what you gotta do to survive to see another day. She gets used to it rather quickly. And she also quickly started to pick anything bitter off of Victor's plate and exchanging it with something else from her plate, like she always had. Despite how the gruesome the scenario was, she was happy to see him that happy; he hadn't had that look on his face in who knows how many years.

Favorite monster meal: Nightmares Steamed in Sake

Victor is thrilled. He's called first dibs on dissecting ALL the monsters before they eat them. He often saves little parts of them, mostly bones, to use for more undead minions medicinal reasons. He's particularly interested in the humanoid monsters, like mermaids, harpies and dryads. Also finds a lot of joy in studying monsters. He's sad the others wouldn't let him keep one in a bag to torture and experiment on study.

Favorite monster meal: Exorcism Sorbet

Irina would not be able to eat it at all if she saw it get killed, or it has an even vaguely humanoid face. It'd probably give her nightmares if she tried. The whole situation forces her to think more about the fact that all the meat she eats was once alive. It makes her feel incredibly guilty. She's never been picky with food, but she can barely scarf it down.

Favorite monster meal: Changeling Dumplings from Fairy Ring

Junia, lover of all things macabre and monstrous, is very open to the idea, and curious about it, thinking it'd be interesting to try out new recipes. She treats it the same as eating any other animal, and quickly develops favorites. But she's also sad they haven't found too many friendly monsters. She thinks Victor is just interested in monsters like she is.

Favorite monster meal: Jack-o-Lantern Potage and Sautéed Dryad Buds with Cheese

Spike feels kinda sorry for the monster, especially if it didn't attack them right away. But he knows he has no choice; it's a dog-eat-dog world, after all. Especially in the dungeons. And he's gotta eat lots to keep up his strength so he can help the others. But he just would not be able to eat anything he considers 'cute'. As well as anything wolf-like; that just feels like a step too close to cannibalism— both just feel too wrong! He thinks eating things like snakes or dragons is cool as all hell though and is very excited to try it.

Favorite monster meal: Red Dragon Meal

Artemisia has been so sheltered that the concept of eating monsters isn't any more strange to her than anything else she'd encounter in the dungeon, or even on the surface in regular life. Besides, she'd read books about monster cuisine before. She's the only one who doesn't know eating all kinds of monsters isn't common, so has 0 qualms about it. Asks Junia to teach her how to cook.

Favorite monster meal: Boiled Mimic

Lisle hates every single bite and wants to throw up. It disgusts him that he's making such gross, 'unclean' and monsterous— well, monsters, part of him. But since Junia always seems so excited to have him try it, he knows he couldn't turn it down, even on the grounds of 'being a vegetarian due to his compassion for all living beings' (lies, he does not care that much) without making himself seem less kind. So he eats it.

Favorite monster meal: Portable Meal Set for Adventurers (does that even count as a monster meal?)

[sithbvcky]

Gimme Shelter: Part One

70s gangster bucky barnes x fem!reader au. Warnings: mature themes, drug use, alcohol, guns, blood, violence and nudity.

Synopsis: James "Bucky" Barnes, better known by his fearsome moniker, The Winter Soldier. It's Los Angeles in 1977 and only one man owns the city. Until someone decides to challenge the king for his throne.

Note: I do not give permission for my work to copied or translated anywhere else but this blog.

For as long as you'd known him, Bucky was the man of Los Angeles. He knew everyone who was anyone and they all bowed to him like he was the second coming of Christ. Course if they didn't there would be consequences of varying degrees.

To you, Bucky was an angel. Sweet, gentle and caring. When you met you were dancing at The Rainbow and he stopped a particularly handsy man from trying to tear your glittery little number off your body. He knocked the man out cold with a single punch and within the same breath lent you his hand to help you out of the chaos.

Since then you've been on his arm. You knew he was a kingpin and he pushed all sorts of product around the city, he had the police in his pocket and always assured you everything would work out. But you weren't privy to all of his dealings, especially the more dangerous ones. He preferred to keep you as far away as possible when it came time to do dirty work. He'd sometimes disappear for days leaving you questioning if he was still alive only for him to show up at your shared penthouse apartment with a smile and a bouquet of flowers.

Despite it all, you loved him and he loved you and you knew he'd do anything for you and you felt the same. It was a wild kind of love but you wouldn't trade it for anything. You got to see the world with him and no longer needed to strip for money to eat. Some of the members of his crew even became like family to you too. You were especially friendly with Bucky's right hand man, Steve Rogers. They'd known each other since they were kids and Steve was as loyal as they come. He was always kind of enough to keep you updated on your lovers well being when he was off in some God forsaken place doing things you probably didn't want to know about. Then there was Natasha Romanoff, a beautiful red head who was as deadly as she looked. She was the brains behind most of the operation and often you two would go on shopping trips and became fast friends. As the only women in the circle you clung to each other like glue. She was insanely deft with a gun and knew how to hold her own in a fight. You'd only seen her skills up close once, and you felt bad for the man on the other end of her wrath.

Lately, everything was smooth sailing. Tonight you had a date to make an appearance at The Roxy. A big party was planned and having Bucky show his face would do good for business.

You sat at your vanity adjusting your hair and makeup. Bucky was in the bedroom, sprawled out on the cream colored silk sheets, a cigarette balancing in between his fingers as he watched you. You could see his smug face in the mirror as you continued prettying yourself for the evening.

"God Damn you're beautiful." He commented. You smirked as you put the final pin to hold your hair in place. You looked at him through the reflection in the mirror,

"Don't you forget it."

Bucky laughed and got up from the bed. Wearing nothing but his underwear, his hair disheveled from previous activities. He walked up behind you, his cigarette free hand guiding your face to look up at him so he could place a kiss on your freshly red lips. It was a fervent kiss, so much so when he pulled away his lips were stained with red. You reached up with your thumb and smeared the red from his mouth.

"Can't have you going out like that, darling." You cooed. His blue eyes burned holes into you as he smiled. He moved to kiss you again when there was a knock on the door, he stopped just before your lips.

"This better be important." He grumbled before striding to grab his robe to cover himself up.

You listened as Bucky opened the door,

"What is it, Steve?" His voice was laced with annoyance but you knew as much as it bothered him when business interrupted your time together, Steve would never show up without necessity.

"We got a problem." You heard Steve reply. It was a quiet for a moment then the door closed. Bucky must've let Steve in not wanting this conversation to be overheard by anyone in the hall.

You stopped what you were doing so you could listen closer.

"Word is a new pusher arrived in town and he's looking to take your place. I've had a few clients come up saying they've been visited by a Mr. Stark offering them more product and more protection." Steve said. Your blood went cold. For so long it had been peaceful. No one dared to challenge Bucky on his turf, everyone was too afraid to step to The Winter Soldier.

"He thinks he can just come into my city and start negotiating with my people and that I won't notice?" Bucky's voice was filling with rage, you could hear it simmering in him.

"I've been told he's gonna show at The Roxy tonight. Natasha says the intel is good so I'd say we gotta be careful." Steve continued.

There was a loud smash and you flinched. Bucky just broke something in his fit of anger and you hesitated as you stood up from your vanity.

"Get everyone who's in town, we're gonna make sure we're ready should this Stark decide to play games." Bucky growled.

You stepped into the living room where to the two men were standing, on the floor was a broken glass vase. You walked over to Bucky and placed a soothing hand on his back, the cigarette was now hanging from the corner of his mouth. Steve gave you a friendly nod and you returned it.

"Y/n, I'm not sure you should come tonight." Bucky turned to you, putting his cigarette out in the ash try on the coffee table.

"Baby, where you go I go. If this man is foolish enough to challenge you in public I wanna be there to support you." You said. Bucky shook his head,

"It might get dicey, babe. I can't have you getting hurt."

"I won't get hurt, I'll stay with Nat. Or have Steve protect me." You argued. Bucky sighed, Steve folded his hands in front of him.

"I need Steve with me, but I guess I can spare Nat to protect you."

You reached up on your toes, took his face in your hands and planted a kiss on his lips.

"I promise you I'll be fine."

He kissed you back,

"I'll make sure of it." He let go of you and turned back to Steve.

"Get Nat and Sam ready, tell them to be prepared for anything and that Nat's priority is Y/N's safety if anything starts to get hairy."

"You got it, boss." Steve turned on his heels and moved to leave when Bucky said

"And Steve." He ran a hand through his brown locks. "Tell em The Winter Soldier is coming."

Steve nodded and left. Bucky kissed your forehead and walked into the bedroom. You stood in the living room, the broken glass around your feet as you wrung your hands together. Hoping tonight wouldn't go the way you knew it would. It always ends in a fight.