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buckyalpine · 18 hours

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I was thinking about Bucky. A beefy Bucky. A beefy mob Bucky. Who is such a simp. I think now is the perfect time to talk about it cause I need some fluff and look at that, it's also my favorite @wifeofbarnes birthday!

Happy birthday sweet angel, I hope you have one filled with so much love ❤️️❤️️

Imagine a brooding beefy mob Bucky pining after his rivals sweet, shy daughter. He has no business liking her, her father was always teetering on the edge of putting a bullet between Bucky's eyebrows but Bucky couldn't help it. She's too cute. Too sweet. Everyone knows there's something between you both between the fleeting glances and the number of times Bucky's left with a blush on his cheeks whenever your around.

For someone who hates meetings, he's more than fond of going to your estate to talk over business with a man he hates so much. He's going to go to every single one of those meeting if it means he gets to see you. He never gets more than a few moments, no more than a few words before he's dragged away by Steve who isn't trying to get stabbed by one of your bodyguards.

Bucky swirls his crystal glass, the ice in clinking against each other as he takes a sip of amber liquid, seated at a private booth at the back of the club. The alcohol that's already warming his body heats him up even more when he sees you laughing and giggling with your friends, a cute little birthday girl tiara on top of your head.

Fuck, you were so perfect.

"You're staring again, you creep" Steve snorts but Bucky pays him no mind. He's too busy looking at you in your pretty dress, your hips swaying to the music. Tipsy, maybe even a little drunk, love sick Bucky wants nothing more than to get a moment alone with you but he's smart enough to wait.

Well, sort of.

"Go distract her bodyguards"

"You're going to get us killed"

"Then you'll die knowing it was for a good cause"

Sam and Steve shake their head as they wander off to find your security team, quietly instigating a small scuffle to keep them occupied. You step outside waiting for your car to pull up, frowning when a large black truck stops in front of you instead. The door opens and-

"Bucky, what are you doing!" you squeak as he pulls you into the back of his SUV, setting you on his lap before telling his driver to park in a secluded area and to leave for a "smoke break".

"I wanted to say hi" Bucky shrugs innocently as if its the most obvious thing in the world.

"And this is how you decided to say hi?" You giggle, feeling butterflies bustle around your tummy being so close to him. You could smell his cologne and the warm scent of whiskey clinging onto his lips; you wanted nothing more than to bury yourself into him. The pink on his cheeks deepened at you caught him in his little act, pretending he wasn't admiring you from afar the whole time.

"I didn't know it was your birthday" He shrugs again while you try to wiggle off his lap, worried someone might see you but he huffs and holds you tighter. "The windows are tinted" he reads your mind without you saying anything, feeling your body relax slightly.

"Wish you'd said hi to me earlier" You say with a sigh and Bucky doesn't like the way you look sad now. You would've loved to spend more time with him instead of hiding away like this.

"I can drop you home" He offers with a boyish smile and you shake your head because it's far too risky and there's no way you'd be able to get away with it and sneak it past your father.

"Not unless you plan on posing as the cleaning lady-

"I can do that"

"Bucky-

"I can pull off a maids dress"

"James"

"Then how about a birthday kiss" He cocked his head to the side playfully and you swear your cheeks couldn't get any hotter.

"Bucky-

"Just one birthday kiss?" He pouts and you can't believe this mass of tattoos and muscle is giving you puppy eyes with his pink bottom lip jutting out.

"I-

"Please, sugar?" He whispers, his fingers tracing nimble little shapes on your hips while you chew your lip nervously, giving him a nod because you can no longer formulate words. He leans down to press his lips softly against yours and you sigh at the little whimper he lets out, his hands pawing at you to hold you closer. He feels all warm and fuzzy on the inside, letting his arms hug your body extra tight.

"Another?" He whispers, lips brushing against yours with a plea in his voice and you giggle, kissing him again.

"One more?"

"Bucky"

"Please?" He smiles when you kiss him until you're both breathless, only pulling away when you need air.

Imagine how cute he'd be trying to spend more time with you as discreetly as possible. You're usually at home so that's his best bet so he'll work with what he can.

"Why is this large fuck around my house so often" Your father rubbed his temples seeing another message for a meeting to go over shipments and territories. "Seriously, he's here almost every week"

Bucky is able to pull it off for a bit but honestly not for long. He's sitting across your father and it's gotten to the point his guards don't bother waiting by the door because Bucky isn't even a threat. He always comes and goes like it's his own house and they're not blind, silently betting over if this will end in a war or wedding.

"For fucks sake are you here to see me or my daughter" your father finally huffs, no longer able to take Bucky's blushing and shifting after you left his office to give him a coffee. "You're here to see her, aren't you"

Bucky nods like a school child who got caught cause knows he hasn't been discreet with his crush. Your father contemplates tossing Bucky into the lake with rocks tied to his ankles but he's also seen the way you look at him and there's no doubt the feelings are mutual.

"God damnit"

Imagine wedding and 2 babies later, Bucky is still just as in love with you. The cutest part is he's still trying to be sneaky.

"You're married now, why the hell are you still trying to hide" Your father berates the mob boss while bouncing his grandson in his lap seeing Bucky tug you into the kitchen so he could kiss you. "You're 6 feet tall and built like a line backer, you can't exactly hide, son"

Bucky pouts at you while you giggle hearing your father snort from the living room.

"He's right, y'know" you nuzzle into your husband while he engulphs you in his arms. You squeal when he hoists you up instead and makes a beeline towards the bedroom. You still stir something in him to this day and since your dad was there to babysit anyway...

"Bucky, where are we going"

"To go make baby #3"

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discopaddock · 1 day

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PRAGUE - JOOST KLEIN

SUMMARY: school trips are always a pleasure. a biggest pleasure is being at the school trip with your crush.

PAIRING: joost klein x fem!reader

GENRE: fluff mostly, IDIOTS IN LOVE! also a boy nextdoor kinda:p

WORD COUNT: 1,5k+

WARINGS: none!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: hi...! i know ive been offline for some time but im doing everything to be back now, okay?! so this fic is based in the time joost was going to the high school:) based on this and this request.

“He will never like me back, Stunjte,” Y/N said and wrote another question in the quiz for their presentation. “I'm healing over him, really,” she added. “I'm a better person than I was in September, I swear” she told him and let him look at the laptop to see what she had written.

“Joost really likes you” Stuntje said, looking at her face.

“He's dating Elena now, I'm not the homewrecker” Y/N answered, taking a deep breath. She really wanted this conversation to end. Voice messages she was sending to her friends from music school weren't enough at that point. “But I wish he could see me one day” she said only.

Stuntje knew about her crush on Joost since September, when everything started. He understood her, Joost was a cool and handsome guy. It hurt him deeply knowing that Joost didn't like her in the romantic way as she did.

“Wanna go to kebab?” Stuntje asked, when they finished the project. He loved working with her. Her ideas were always so brilliant and she was such a clever person.

She only smiled at his proposal and grabbed her keys with wallet. They went for Apson as well, who loved the idea. But they didn't invite Joost. And it's because he was on date with Elena.

As they were eating, Appie's phone rang. He only sighed when he saw Joost's name displayed. He passed his food to the girl and answered the call. Apson truly wanted this date to be a failure. He hated Elena and he couldn't stand her being in their group. His smile only grew bigger and bigger as he listened to Joost talking.

“I can't meet you right now, I'm out with Stuntje and Y/N” he said to the phone. He ended the call and said: “He will be there in fifteen minutes”. The girl's smile faded when he announced it. She really didn't wanna see Joost. Of course she liked him, but he was also a crazy guy and you never knew what he was going to do next.

Stuntje tried to assure her that everything will be okay and that there's no need to worry. But she lived in the same area as Joost did and they always went home together. She was scared she would say something stupid and that all chances she had to win his heart would fade.

Joost finally arrived. He didn't look happy as he usually did after his dates with Elena. No, this time he was pissed.

“Gonna tell us what happened?” Apson asked, making the blonde guy sigh.

“She said I'm in love with someone else” he answered only and stood up to get his food. Y/N looked at Stuntje, wondering who he was talking about. And Appie only smiled. Because he knew who his best friend was talking about. And that ‘who’ was sitting at the same table as he did.

Stuntje of course knew too, there was only one person wondering who Joost was talking about. And she really hoped it was about her.

“How are we sitting in the bus to Prague?” Apson asked to change the topic. All four of them could look forward to that one school trip. Three days in Czechia, but what three days.

“Definitely not in the back,” Joost said. He knew who was sitting there and he didn't want to step there.

“I was thinking about the seats by the toilet. It can be easily spread” Y/N smiled at them. Her ideas were again brilliant.

“Gonna take your Niall pillow?” Apson asked, making everyone laugh. Yeah, all of them knew about her weird parasocial relationship with the Irish singer. And that her mother gave her that pillow as a present for her birthday.

“Of course,” she answered. Her eyes were sparkling as she was laughing, dimples showing up. Joost was staring at her as he was chewing his kebab. Oh, it wasn't regular watching your friend having fun. No, he was STARING.

“I gotta go, I need to make some dinner for mum” Y/N said after a while and checked the time on her phone. Joost, who just finished eating, got up, saying that he would walk her home. The girl only smiled and looked at Stuntje terrified, making Apson chuckle. They quickly said goodbyes and left the boys, who only started to cheer and hope they would get together.

“How's your project? Stuntje was saying that your teacher is still a bitch” he laughed, his hands in pockets as they were walking on the sidewalk. She looked at him, not sure what to think about his question. She didn't think that Stuntje would tell him about what they were doing and so that he would ask about it.

“Yeah, she is. We had already finished it” Y/N answered and looked at his face for the first time since they left the boys. He was staring at her. Again. “I really can't look forward to our trip” she announced, making him smile.

“Me too” he said and they stood in front of her family house. “Tell your mum I said hi, okay?” he said and she only nodded. Joost was already on his way to turn around and walk away to his home but then he grabbed her by arms delicately to put a kiss on her cheek. He mumbled a quick “good night” and left, leaving her alone in the driveway.

The girl only touched her cheek where he had put his lips before and sighed. With shaking hands she opened the door and entered the house. There the realisation hit her harder. Joost Klein had kissed her. Joost Klein liked her.

Next few days were odd. Y/N was nervous about the trip, same as her girlfriends, with whom she was in the room. She never told Stuntje or Apson about the kiss, nor did Joost. But she couldn't stay quiet about that and told the girls. They told her that she shouldn't take it as any love confession. And with that she distanced from Joost and it was sure that she probably won't sit with him at the bus but something encouraged her to do it.

Finding a way to sleep on the bus is difficult. And because of that they ended up hugging each other and wrapped up in one pink blanket.

Because of that everyone started to set them up in every situation they could.

Prague might not be the city of love as Paris was, but it was definitely the city of Y/N and Joost.

They were holding hands, smiling, laughing - doing literally everything that couples do. And yet they became one. It happened during the last day of the trip, when they were looking for the souvenirs (well only Y/N was doing it, because Joost was only walking with her and smiling at her as she was having fun). They didn't even notice that they were walking alone, without their friends, until they entered some bookstore.

It was small but had tons of books.

“Okay, so what if we take a book and open it at a random page and do what the first sentence on that page says?” the girl asked, looking at him. She recently saw something like this on the internet and thought that it would be a nice activity. He didn't say anything but grabbed a book from a bookshelf that was nearest to him.

He flipped through the pages and stopped at page 260 and read the first sentence. He didn't let her see it but kissed her and when he finished he showed her the book.

“And he kissed her,” it read.

The girl only mumbled quiet “oh” that made him laugh a little and wrap his arm around her waist.

“Gonna buy it” he chuckled and grabbed her to the cash till. “You know, we can do more things from books if you want to” he proposed and opened the book at another page, this time at 267th. “She was looking at him as she was confessing her feelings and he was smiling, staring at her” he read out loud. He looked at her and her cheeks were all red.

“I really like you, Joost. N-not in the friend way, more in the romantic way, you know” she chuckled at the end. There was no other confession from her. She captured her feelings in those two sentences.

“I really like you too, Y/N. I made a mistake by not asking you out earlier” he started. He could see the stars in her eyes that he loved. He couldn't be happier that he was the cause of them. “Do you want to be my girlfriend?” he asked finally and the girl only nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck. He only let out a sigh of relief and hugged her back, then lifting her up a little bit. “I adore you, Y/N, I really do.”

“I adore you too, Joost” she answered and they kissed again.

She was in love and so he was in love. Prague was definitely the city of love for them.

masterlist

#discopaddock #joost klein x reader #joost klein fanfic #joost klein imagine #joost klein angst #joost klein fluff #joost klein x you

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newtonsheffield · 1 day

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Molly, I hope you realise the service you are doing with this new AU. A fluffy ass tale in which Kanthony are both properly unhinged and Anthony spends dumb amounts of money on Kate every day and she's just like, "You're an idiot, gimme my present" is exactly the kind of wish fulfilment I need in my life. I love this so much.

Oh Anthony will buy Kate whatever she wants. Because she’s really pretty, and smart, and she likes art and she never buys things for herself. She never treats herself so he is absolutely going to spoil his girl.

There’s a document on his computer that’s a draft of a petition for the national gallery to just hang a photo of Kate because as far as he’s concerned Kate Sharma’s face is a work of art. A Masterpiece. Blessings to Mr and Mrs Sharma on their creation of an absolutely perfect person!

Kate mentions needing to buy new shoes? Daphne says these are the nicest shoes.

New scarf? This one was hand woven from Scottish wool!

Earrings? Cartier have a tab for him now.

Kate’s colleagues can’t stop staring as once a week some sort of luxury good gets delivered to Kate Sharma’s office and Kate rolls her eyes and then tuts to Anthony on the phone. Truth be told they’re all jealous. Auction house employees are famously underpaid considering they deal with items worth millions every day. Kate Sharma’s walking around the office in head to toe luxury goods now AND she has a handsome boyfriend who worships the ground she walks on and takes her to lunch every second day??? Some people are just God’s favourites.

Kate meanwhile does little things for Anthony. She realised pretty quickly that his love languages are quality time and acts of service and a healthy dose of words of affirmation. So she makes sure she tells him every day how happy she is with him. She makes sure he takes time for himself, for them together, she organises little trips for them to go on. She made him a cake for his birthday and watched him swallow down his tears when she presented it to him in bed with a kiss to the end of his nose.

“I love you.”

Anthony took a long time to answer with his eyes pressed closed, swallowing thickly and still his voice shook. “I love you too.”

“I’m really happy that I met you. And I’m glad you were absolutely balls to the wall insane.”

Anthony huffed a laugh, “I think I actually owe Greggy a really big birthday present this year.”

“Eh we probably both do.” Kate sighed, handing Anthony one of the forks she was holding. “Now, take a bite and see what a good wifey I’d be Anthony.”

“Is that a hint?”

“It can be a hint if you want it to be. Start saving for a ring though.”

“You make it sound like I don’t already have one picked out.”

“Do you?!”

“You’ll just have to wait and see. Don’t be greedy, Kate.”

She rolled her eyes, “Still insane.”

“You love it though.”

“I don’t know what it says about me but I actually do.”

#kathony #anthony x kate #kate sharma #kate sheffield #anthony bridgerton #molly’s asks and answers

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olderthannetfic · 1 day

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RE: porn addiction discussion:

I've seen a lot of both breakups and divorces over that very thing in the past decade, Imo I don't think its reasonable to expect everyone who has seen a dissolving in their relationship due to the excessive pornography usage of one partner partner to just suck it up and get used to liking porn themselves, accept watching porn together as a replacement for their sex life, otherwise /they/ must be some non-communicative creep who just wants to use their partner like a dildo.

More and more chicks get pressured by guys into doing that. Or like the other asker said, acting out things from porn that they dont wanna do, and regret it/dont enjoy it. I think its less about ~protecting pristine sacred christian piv~ and more of an acknowledgement that its not realistic to expect the majority of sexual relationships to be able to healthily function like that as long as theres 'communication'.

Communication isn't the end all be all when there's only one clear party that this scenario benefits. The person with the broken dick. To promote the idea that they should, can and is be used against people who don't want that for themselves or their relationship, under the guise that if their boundaries are firm they must be some flavor of "sex negative/christian/radfem/prude"

There's nuance to the topic. People with the same level of porn usage can be happy together, engage in their kinks mutually, all that jazz. But there are also an increasing number of relationships where a dude uses porn and sex-positive language to pressure chicks into doing things they dont want to, having the kind of sex life that they dont want to, which becomes a slippery slope. Or a dude gets so into porn that hes leaving it open on his computer for their kids to see in an exhibitionist sort of way, completely disregarding welfare.

And I don't mean that as any sort of hyperbole or rhetoric, that example happened with my own Dad. Lemme tell you, your father leaving open pages and pages of anorexic amputee torture porn on the family computer that you, as an 8 year old girl, have to rush to close before your younger siblings come in the door after you home from school, will have an impact on both that relationship and ones level of comfort with porn longterm.

And even then, I still got into relationship after relationship once I was old enough, where guys were constantly wanting to replace sex with watching porn with them, and when we did have sex they always wanted to 'try something they saw' rather than just have fun doing something mutually enjoyable and intuitive. Partners sneaking off at my 15 year old sisters birthday party to jack off to 'teen porn' in the bathroom, leaving home for work early just to jack off in a gas station parking lot for 2 hours, watching porn in bed next to me when I have to get up for work soon, being unable to maintain an erection without porn-related stimuli (be it watching or scenarios), spiraling into cheating, etc. Years and years of sex positivity, attempts at understanding, experimenting, and accommodating, and communication on my end didn't help, until that communication was "I can't keep trying to salvage this by myself anymore, I'd be happier alone."

Not everyone is going to be down with it, or should push themselves to be, and not all reasons for not wanting that for your own sex life are rooted in some Christian or Radfem rhetoric. Lived experience plays a role in such stances. Strong boundaries can be hard to build when there's pressure in both the bedroom and outside world that the ones you have are 'wrong', but it's worth it to stand up for ones own comfort, security, and happiness rather than endlessly accommodating.

Personally, I'm overjoyed to have now found a longterm relationship now where the furthest extent of that either partner engages with is fanfic and lewd art. I wish everyone the same luck in finding a partner that has compatible desires.

~broken dick~

Oh please.

This kind of discussion is obsessed with "porn" meaning mainstream live action porn aimed at straight guys and with the kind of dumbass men who think that stuff is a model to emulate. In reality, there are shittons of types of porn. People who pressure their partners suck regardless of why.

These experiences sound shitty, but I'm still rolling my eyes at this spin.

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manias-wordcount · 11 hours

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that jinx x reader was soooo cute!! u write her so well i’d love to see one where Jinx tries surprising reader with like breakfast in bed or something idk for a birthday or anniversary or whatever but she like accidentally burns it or drops it cue her feeling super sad but then u just get a sweet moment where reader is like “it’s ok it’s not ur fault ur not a jinx” and yall cook something together to make up for it

A Little Morning Mishap (Jinx x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗼!!!

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

Part of you knew this was coming. Right from the very beginning.

The day started too peacefully. The day was calm, and the mood was good. That’s a rarity for the two of you. That’s a rarity for her. Not that you mind the good days. You cherish them even. But you know with her past and her life now, good days are few and far between. So you were wary of a good start. You were wary of just how happy she seemed doing something she doesn’t ever try to do.

Cook.

Not because you’re worried about her. Not because you’re worried about what she could do to you. Not because you’re worried about what she’s capable of. But because you worry for her. She’s yours as much as you are hers after all.

So call it your intuition. Your special little quirk when it came to her. You just knew. You just knew it was coming. But you still flinched when you heard the crashing of plates and silverware coming from down the hall. And by the time you heard your partner suck in a stuttered breath and sink to her knees in defeat, you had already pulled on your slippers and grabbed the closest thing to a thick pair of gloves, and shoved them in your robe pocket.

Pushing open the door to your shared bedroom, you make a beeline to her. The sight before you is exactly what you expected it to be- no surprises often are a good thing. It doesn’t make your heart ache any less than it does now. Not one bit.

A tray turned upside down. A shattered glass- maybe two- that was at one point filled with juice. Broken pieces of ceramic plates and bowls and a mash of colors that was at one point breakfast for two. Dark brown pieces of toast by her knees. Scrambled eggs lumped together in disheveled piles. Small pieces of fruit dotted here and there. Some next to a fork. Some next to a knife. Some rolling, rolling, rolling along the ground. Staining the floor. Sitting in the dirt. To be thrown out. Uneatened. Cried over. Maybe even screamed over if you don’t play these next couple of moments very, very carefully. Nonetheless, it’s fate. A fate you predicted.

But a fate you wished you were wrong about. A fate you wished you knew nothing about.

“These were the ones that didn’t burn,”

That’s all she utters as you slowly approach her and crouch down in front of her. Her voice is barely above a whisper and just about as strong as a string. Her head hangs low, her shoulders sag, and her body looks seconds from going limp. She looks so small like this. So defeated. So sad. The big t-shirt she wears drowns out her frame. There’s a corner of it getting wet from the juice. A couple of strands of her blue hair, all wavy and pretty from being recently freed from its typical braid receive the same treatment. But she doesn’t make a move to get it out of the way. And you don’t either.

Instead, you get down on your knees in front of her. In the clearest spot you can find. You put the thick pair of winter socks that you grabbed earlier instead of gloves on your hands. And you start to push away broken pieces of glass and ceramic and food from immediately in front of her. Creating a path between the two of you do.

She doesn’t say anything while this happens. She never even looks up or tries to meet your eyes. And neither do you. Your apartment is silent except for the scrape of materials and food being pushed across the floor. And the occasional sniffle from your girlfriend, of course. But you don’t stop until it’s all out of the way. You don’t stop until you can finally and safely reach her.

And the second you do, you’re reaching for her. Just like she’s reaching for you.

In an instant, the two of you surge forward. And Jinx is just barely able to outweigh you in terms of strength as she manages to get to you first and throw her arms around you tightly. But you’re right there- right behind her as your arms cut across her torso and pull her impossibly closer to your body. She responds by burying her face into the crook of your neck, wetting it with tears as her nails dig into your pajamas. She shakes as she struggles to get words out. Intense feelings are bubbling inside of her.

You spend the next couple of minutes supplying her with soft encouraging words and forehead kisses. You tell her how much you adore her efforts. You tell her how you’re so thankful that you have her. That you have friends whose significant others wouldn’t even peel an orange for them. You tell her who cares if the food was burnt or on the floor. That you’re just thankful she isn’t hurt. That she has always and will always matter more to you than some sliced apple or cheesy eggs any chef in the world could make you.

And when all is said and done, the sniffles start to die down. Her grip starts to relax- at least a little. You know her well enough to know that she’s still not completely okay. There are still emotions stirring inside of her- making her sick with sadness and anger and tons of things you’ve never been able to explain despite all the days and nights you’ve spent by her side. But a few more forehead kisses are enough to coax her into standing up beside you. And a hand in hand is enough to lead her back into the kitchen with a promise that you’ll both deal with the mess on the floor later.

Because for now, you know the day can be salvaged. You think that as you both enter the kitchen- compete with the smoky smell of burnt food and unclean dishes out here and there. But you know that when she gives a timid, but determined nod in response to you asking if she would do the honor and be your assistant as you prepare one of her favorite dishes of yours for lunch.

The day can be salvaged. The world can be saved. Tears can be dried. Messes can be cleaned.

If you’re careful enough. If you’re caring enough. But it's her. It’s your Jinx. The girl you fell in love with. The woman you fall asleep with every night and wake up to every day. The person you want to be with for the rest of you. Of course, you’re going to be careful in this moment. Of course, you’re going to be caring in this moment. When have you not been? Because she’s yours as much as you are hers. And sure, that requires a little more than patience sometimes. But so does cooking.

And so does everything else in life.

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honey-andmilktea · 17 hours

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✎ Helping Hand

🤎𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Vampire!Seonghwa x NewlyTurned!GN!Reader |🌙𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Fluff, Established Relationship | 🖊️𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2,265 Words | ✏️𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬: Reader is not a Vampire hunter they are more of a Vampire...helper? They sort of help collect and wrangle rouge vampires to get them help and proper care. Kind of like rehab! This is also semi edited! | ❌𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Mentions of Blood, Biting, Vampiric Themes

🍁𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Seonghwa, an ancient vampire, helps his newly turned partner through the ups and downs of their new powers.

👻𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐛𝐬: Happy Birthday to @armysantiny ^^! I hope you like the gift bub :D I hope I scheduled this for the right time-

"I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night." –Anne Rice, 'Interview With The Vampire'

This was new.

Completely and utterly new.

You poke and prod at the newly formed fangs that seem to uncomfortably be sticking out of your gums. You wrinkle your nose not knowing if you’re excited or utterly disappointed. You have worked around many vampires and had many encounters with them. You always had the thought of how it would feel to be one, to be turned to one. Now that it was actually happening you were really wishing you never wondered such things. ‘It’s like the universe is testing me.’ You thought to yourself. Whining as you rub your face, your paler skin being the next realization of this whole situation and go through all your options on what to do as you start to fully understand the gravity of this situation. The first and only reasonable thing you can think of doing is call your boyfriend. Park Seonghwa. Who also, by luck, is a vampire. Born into his powers unlike you who was turned.

You pick up your phone and dial the number you know by memory at this point. The phone rang a couple times until he picked up and his smooth and comforting voice rang through the phone’s speaker. “Hello?”

“Hey my love…do you think you can come over for a bit? I really need you. It’s something…unexpected.”

Originally when you called and asked for help he thought it was something small. ‘Maybe they couldn’t reach something on a top shelf or needed an opinion on an outfit.’ He thought to himself as he made his way to your shared home. What he wasn’t expecting was for his partner to be a vampire too. When he entered their small flat he called out to you with a hum.

“Y/N?” He asked when he didn’t hear anything back the first time. He put his coat on a coat rack at the front, taking off his shoes and making his way deeper into the flat. He looked around until he got startled at you suddenly appearing. Scarf wrapped around your shoulders, big sunglasses on and a tight lipped smile. He looked you over suspiciously, stepping closer confused on why he couldn’t hear your blood pumping. He took your hand and noticed how pale your skin seemed to have become. “Are you okay my love? You seem to be kind of…pale.” ‘And acting strange.’ He tried to be nice about it, still confused as to why you were acting the way you were.

“I’m fine!” You blurted out with no thought before shaking your head. “Okay no…I’m not fine but first let’s sit down, yeah?” He nodded slowly following behind you and sitting down in the living room, you sitting next to him. Taking a deep breath you begin.

“So you know I had a bit of a mission earlier today, right?” Seonghwa nodded along, being the only thing as he processed and tried to think of where this could be going. “Alright…and on this mission I ran into an out of control vampire. I think it hadn’t eaten and had become rash.” With that Seonghwa had become a bit stiff and you gently squeeze his hand before continuing. “It tackled me but I managed to get him off and we managed to take care of him. I thought I was free from any bites, just you know scratches so when I got home and cleaned myself off you’ll understand my initial surprise of seeing a bite mark on my shoulder and well…” You unwrap the scarf and sunglasses smiling with teeth this time to show off your new vampire-like features. Seonghwa took a minute to process everything before taking a deep breath and cupping your cheek with his hand.

“You do make quite a cute vampire. I’ll start with that.” You snort as he smiles gently, tucking hair behind your ear and noticing your new pointed ears. ‘They looked so small.’ He couldn’t help but mentally coo. He ran his thumb along your cheek before frowning a little. “I thought if you were to ever be turned it would be by me.”

“I know.” You sighed and gently moved to hug him, head going to his chest. “I should have been more careful.” Seonghwa let out his own breath before kissing your head.

“Don’t apologize my darling, it’s not your fault. You had to do your job.” It was silent for a minute until Hwa spoke again. “Plus now I can help you with all your vampire abilities.~” He smiled happily at the new found way to spend time with you. It would also be quite entertaining. You nodded slowly before you started nodding quicker with a much happier disposition.

“You’re right…that is why I called you in the first place. It can be bonding time.” You smile cheekily while Seonghwa playfully rolls his eyes. “My poor gums are so itchy, I don’t get how you can have these-.” You whined out next which brought a laugh out of your boyfriend and you just smiled more.

You’ll figure this out together.

The first place both decided to start was how to get blood reasonably.

Over the years there had been a new way for vampires to survive without actually needing blood for a good amount of time. But Hwa felt it necessary to teach you how to ethically get your blood in case of an emergency. Cattle were the closest thing to human blood and after a while there was cattle set to the side specifically to be drunk from. “Alright so you have to target the neck area. Anywhere else won’t give you a good enough feed.” Seonghwa explained as he pointed to a cow’s neck. “This area of nerves and veins specifically will be the best.” He made a circle motion with his finger at the area while you nodded taking in all this new information. You were aware of places like this because of your boyfriend and work but it was a lot harder than you expected.

You nervously moved forward, fangs drawn out still not getting how to retract them as you moved closer to the cow. “So…So I just bite down? Are they like straws?” Seonghwa couldn’t help the small laugh that left him causing you to pout and slap his arm a little. “It’s not funny! It’s a serious question!” Hwa laughed a bit more, waving his hands a bit.

“It is a little funny my darling.” He said, biting his bottom lip to hold back another wave of laughter as you stared at him with arms crossed. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry.” He apologized and held your hand, talking you through and helping you as you tried your best to feed for the first time.

“I did it!” You cheered before cringing a little. “That was such a weird thing to celebrate.” Seonghwa chuckled, gently wrapping an arm around your waist and pressing a kiss to the side of your head.

“You’ll get used to it.” He smiles softly at you, fondness and care in his eyes. “I’m proud of you. I know you’ll get used to all this real fast.” You smiled just as soft and pressed a kiss to his lips.

You were lucky to have a boyfriend who was so caring.

The next thing on the list was abilities. For now Seonghwa was trying to teach you how to retract your fangs along with turning into your bat form. As a turned vampire your abilities were slightly different. You didn’t float around like he could, could still see yourself in mirrors and could last longer without blood than him. You both shared the ability of super speed, turning into bats and a couple other things. Right now the two of you were sitting in your shared living room. It was a rainy day outside and both of you decided to take the day off from work. Seonghwa thought it would be a fun idea to practice some abilities. So here you both sat each looking across from each other, [Y/N] was open with their fangs on full display. “Alright now…focus!” You close your eyes and start to focus on your teeth. “Just focus on your teeth…your mouth. Imagine your fangs going back in.” You tried to picture what he was saying, focusing on the uncomfortable additions to your gums. After a couple minutes you open your eyes again and look at Hwa. “Did I do it?” You exclaimed while the man just shook his head gently.

“No…but it was a good first try.” He chuckled as you pouted and he pressed a soft peck to your lips. “Now, one more time. Try again.” He encouraged you and that’s how you spent the rest of the day. Eventually, with a lot of encouragement from Seonghwa, your fangs retracted back.

Now the challenge of getting them to come out again commenced.

A couple weeks after fang practice you and Hwa took a walk around a park you two liked to go to often. It was a nice place to unwind and just enjoy some quiet time together. This time around though you set some time aside to practice some shifting. There was a clearing with a pond right at the very edge, nice and quiet and a great place to concentrate. You did little twirls in the tall grass when you made it. Seonghwa smiled at you fondly as you enjoyed yourself, you looked beautiful and he just reminded himself how lucky he was to have you. He walked up next to you and wrapped his arm around your waist. He kisses your forehead while you smile big happily melting into his touch.

“Now, stand and concentrate. Kind of when we were practicing with your fangs. Focus on being a bat.” You nod as he steps away, you take a breath and close your eyes. Concentrate. “Now think of a bat, think of all its parts. Wings. Size.” You start picturing a bat in your head, how small they are and their wings, their textures. Fuzzy and furry chests and membrane for wings. You focused but you didn’t feel any change. You opened your eyes huffing and looked at Seonghwa who was patiently smiling at you and encouraging you to keep trying.

It took a couple of tries and a lot of concentration until you managed to shift. You squeaked in your new form, happy to have done it. You clumsily flew towards Hwa knocking into the side of his head before the shock made you shift back into your normal form. You whined as you rubbed your head and Hwa hissed a little, rubbing his own head. “I’m proud of you for figuring out how to shift but we have to practice your flying. You’re a little…clumsy.” He joked a bit, poking fun at you some more while you sat up on the ground and protested on how this was your first time and that he had to stop making fun of you. Your tall boyfriend laughed and smiled, said laughs becoming contagious as your own started to bubble and come out.

He walked closer and stood in front of you, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. He pulled away and smiled at you, mirth swimming in his eyes.

He was really proud of you.

You both had quite enjoyed the last couple of months of bonding you’ve both managed to have with these new abilities of yours. You’ve learned a lot from Seonghwa and gained a new appreciation for your boyfriend. He’s taught you how to control your abilities, use them to their full potential and you were so grateful. Without him you weren’t sure how you would survive and most possibly wouldn’t have made it this far. Seonghwa also took something from this, he managed to learn more about you. He was a strong believer that you can always learn more about a person everyday and he learned so much about you. This whole experience solidified how much he cared and loved you.

With most of your abilities underway, a couple still need a little tweaking and honing down, you feel more comfortable to use them more often and when needed. The one thing though, that you’ll never seem to get used to is the sun.

The sun burned and itched. Not necessarily burn to death or end up with severe burns from direct sunlight but it was enough to irritate the skin. It created red blotches and made standing out on sunny days difficult and distasteful. Seonghwa has shown you a routine on how to protect your skin to keep it from itching and irritating when outside. It consisted of a high SPF sunscreen and a skin serum.

“I hate doing this.” You groaned putting on your sunscreen before packing it into your bag. You’ll have to reapply it later just so your skin doesn't itch all too much. Seonghwa also carries a parasol just in case when the sun gets to its highest point.

“I know but it’s helpful and you need it. Or do you keep wanting to get red blotches on your perfect skin?~” He gave a teasing smile and kissed your hand before intertwining your fingers together. You just playfully roll your eyes and mock him a little but look away with a small smile.

“Yeah, yeah! You charmer. Let’s just go. Errands won’t get done on their own.” You laugh gently tugging him out of the flat, stealing a quick kiss before leading him outside.

You love this little life of yours.

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birthday celeb! — timeskip!iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader

; fluff – warnings: mentions of alcohol – wc: 536

none: smthn short for his birthdayy!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY IWAIZUMI HAJIME (30) ATHLETIC TRAINER!!!!! AHWAHAHW ang pogi mo baby ko hahahhahaahahah shet + againn, nawtt my best workk T__T

it was 11:30pm, the day before your boyfriends birthday. you were at the bar, celebrating hajime's birthday with his close friends; that being his old volleyball team, and the team he trains now. everyone was having fun, especially hajime since he got to celebrate his special day with his loved ones.

you and iwaizumi were talking until oikawa joined the conversation, "iwa-chan! you're finally turning 30 in an hour! you're so old now!", "tsk, we are literally born in the same year, i'm just ahead by a month, you're old too you know," iwaizumi replied. "noo! don't remind me!" oikawa whined, and iwa just laughed at him.

as you were listening to them talking, you kept checking your phone for the time because you had a little surprise for hajime.

–

when you saw that it was already 11:59, you excused yourself from the two and went to the bartender. knowing your plan, they gave you the cake you secretly prepared, giving you a lighter so you could lit the candles yourself.

as his friends saw you walking slowly towards iwaizumi with the cake, they started singing happy birthday. you presented the cake to him and he smiled brightly. after they sang, iwaizumi spoke, "oh baby, you did this for me?" "yep! now, make a wish and blow the candles," following what you said, he closed his eyes to make a wish, then blew the candles.

"ey, you're finally 30 iwa!" hanamaki spoke, "treat us drinks, would ya!" matsukawa added. iwaizumi laughed at his friends, "ahh fine, but i'm not drinking," iwa replied, "ha!? why not!" oikawa questioned, "i still have to drive home, you know," iwa answered. "but y/n is heree, she can drive you home!" oikawa rebutted.

iwaizumi looked over to you as if asking for your permission, "go drink with them! i'll be your designated driver today, mkay?" you said as you kissed him on the cheek. iwa smiled at this, "alright! let's get a drink" he announced and the others cheered enthusiastically.

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once you got into your apartment, you settled hajime down gently on the couch. "you know, you are really heavy," you said, "mhm, i'm an athletic trainer for a reasonn" he replied drunkenly. you giggled at him, he was so cute when drunk, you thought.

"okay okay, c'mon now, you have to shower." you said, trying to pick him up again "huuh? but it's like— agh— 1 in the morning" he whined, "yes i know, but you reek alcohol right now" you explained, "awhh, finee" he whined again.

iwaizumi tried to stand up with all his energy; helping you carry his weight, placing his arm around your shoulder. you tried your best to coordinate going up the stairs with drunk iwa. once you reached the bedroom, you slumped him on the bed to regain your energy from carrying him.

you groaned a little and you messaged your shoulder before trying to pick him up again, but suddenly iwaizumi pulled you towards him and hugged you. "mhhh— i love you sooo much y/nnn, thank you for today" he drunkenly said, kissing you after. you giggled at him, "you're welcome you big baby. now, let's get you cleaned up yeah?" you replied and he nodded.

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