#me w spike spiegel

[that-one-fluffy-anon]

simp list update simp list update siMP LIST UPDATE-

ahem

so like.

spike from cowboy bebop pretty hot tho-

#IM SERIOUS HJKL:JSFD #SPIKE SPIEGEL #LITERALLY #BEFORE YOU COME AT ME #POINT A) HE'S TALL AS SHIT #POINT B) HE"S GOT FUCKING L O W VOICE #POINT C) SUIT #POINT D) IDK MAN I JUST WANNA SMOOCH HIM #ahem. #i just. #imagine him like #trying to kill u for a bounty #but also flirting with u throughout the whole fight #im just sayin #jusssst saying #patented fluff ramble

[ryusuisloveinterest]

Valentine Headcanons about (almost) every fictional character I love 💕 

happy Valentine’s Day to everyone! I hope you know you are appreciated and cared for! Here are some Headcanons on how my fictional crushes would spend Valentine’s Day 💓

featuring: Daiki aomine, Sasuke Uchiha, Takumi Fujiwara, Rindou Haitani, Jean Kirstein, Ryusui Nanami, Spike Spiegel, Hisashi Mistui, Matt Holt, Taehoon Seong, and Damian Wayne

Daiki Aomine:

He’s playing basketball 💀

You’re 100000% sure he forgot what today was because when you gave him a handmade lunch AND a net for catching bugs he just stares at it like “what is this for?”

So as you sadly sit on the bench watching him play

But then he falls idiot

You sigh and walk over to him. “You ok Daiki?”

He groans and kneels with a bracelet in his hand blushing

“H-happy Valentine’s Day…”

You’re speechless. Only for a short moment of course, you quickly begin laughing your ass off

“W-what’s so funny?! Damn Kise telling me to do dumb shit…”

“I love it Daiki! Where’d you get it?” 

“S-satski taught me…”

This man has the largest amount of pride but will always throw it aside for you!

Sasuke Uchiha:

You both would either stay home or be somewhere private 

You both have this secret spot in the woods that you guys have been going to ever since you were kids

So it’s no surprise on your 15th valentines together that’s where the two of you would be

With the little snacks and dinner entrees the both of you made to surprise each other and the nice lighting and river it was perfect

This is also the time he’s most vulnerable with you; kissing your hands, neck, cheek, arms, and of course your lips ;)

He whispers sweet things in your ear and tells you how he’s never loved like this and won’t with anyone else 

“You’re my everything (y/n). I look at you and see a future brighter than all the stars out tonight.”

It’s safe to say he only and will only ever love you

Takumi Fujiwara:

You’ve always went on Tofu runs when you could with Takumi, and it was no different for Valentine’s Day 

When he arrives at your house he’s standing there with a small bouquet 

“Is there anything you want to do today?” He asks you as he drives to the hotel

You shake your head. “It doesn’t really matter as long as I’m with you!”

He can’t help but smile

When he’s done with the deliveries he pulls into a parking lot in front of Lake Akina 

“Can w-we just sit here for a while then? I really just want to be with you.”

You smile at him and lean your head as close as you can to his shoulder. “I’d love that Takumi.”

Rindou Haitani:

Rindou takes you dancing

You both love to dance so it was a win

But of course after that he takes you home

You both cuddle on each other and watch random movies

Rindou has the finest liquor out and the sweetest chocolate and all your other favorite sweets 

He kisses up and down your shoulder as you sit in his lap holding one of his hands

“You’re mine (y/n). And you’re gonna be for my next valentine and the one after that…”

Jean Kirstein 

He cooks for you!

He makes you sit there patiently while he scrambles around creating the perfect meal

“Jean, i don’t mind helping you. I think it’ll be a lot easier if-“

“I got this (y/n)! Just sit there and look beautiful! Tell me about your day. You know I love to hear your voice.”

After he’s FINALLY done cooking, you dine together in the not so fancy living area, but the both of you don’t care

Jean did his best to clean up and set the sweet, loving tone and that’s all that matters to you.

“I love you (y/n). Thank you for making me so happy.”

Ryusui Nanami:

This man goes all out💀

As soon as you wake up it’s the most perfect breakfast in bed

He has to leave to work but literally leaves you his black card to treat yourself and constantly has people arriving with beautiful flowers every 5 minutes

He comes back for lunch and talks to you

“Has your valentines been well? I’ll make sure that you have the best day ev-“

“I really like all the things Ryusui really i do, but…I just really want to spend time with you…”

He pauses

Then calls in like it’s nothing!

The rest of the day is the two of  you lay in bed together and act all cutesy!

“I’m glad you’re my valentines dear. It’s been one amazing day.”

Spike Spiegel:

This broke man does his best I’ll give him that

He buys you flowers and takes you to a pretty nice restaurant. Nothing too fancy but it’s nicer than you normally go to

He lets you order first and gets him something small, which is weird for this man

You both talk for hours the waitstaff is so annoyed

After you two are FINALLY done you both walk back to the Bebop

“Why did you eat so little Spike? You’re normally chowing down!”

He chuckles and keeps walking, “wasn’t that hungry.”

“Come on spike, we’re practically married, I can tell when you’re lying!”

He sighs and mumbled something 

“What?”

“I wanted to make sure I had enough money for you to eat…”

You stop in your tracks

“Spike…”

You kiss him lovingly 

“Thank you Spike. I love you so much.”

He smiles, “ditto.”

Hisashi Mitsui

You’re probably his first valentines tbh

He waits at a cafe with flowers in his hand

When you show up he’s bright red. You’re not even wearing and saying anything spectacular he’s just so nervous lol

You sit next to each other and talk snack and laugh about everything and anything 

After the cafe you head to the park

And after that you go to little stores you see along the way

Mitsui buys you a stuffed animal you were looking at and you bought him a chain necklace he glanced at

It was a really great valentines, especially since it was first

“T-thanks for being my valentine (y/n). I’m glad i get to spend it with you.”

Matt Holt:

He makes this super cool heart shaped projector thing!

He hands you this heart 

It rises shifts into being a projector that displays all of your favorite memories together

It shows the new inductee dance and how the two of you jumping around without a care in the world

Then it shows a lazy night of the both of you “studying” for an exam as the camera zooms into Matt’s face and your giggles from behind the camera

And one of your favorite memories of all, your day at the beach together. Throwing water at each other, making sand castles, resting you head in his shoulder as the sun goes down 

“Matt…this is beautiful… I-I’m speechless…!”

“It’s alright.” He begins, “I know what you’re gonna say. I love you too.”

Taehoon Seong

Mans has no idea what to do

He acts like he doesn’t care as Hansu tries to give him ideas but really he’s terrified of messing something up

So when the day comes you hear a knock on the door you’re surprised to see a nicely dressed Taehoon with a rose in his hand

“Happy Valentine’s Day idiot.”

You smile and kiss his cheek. “Thank you Tae Tae!”

You Motion for him to come in

When he does there’s a nice breakfast for two in the dining room

“I know you don’t like to go out Tae, so I thought we could stay in for the day.”

Oh my gosh that sounds perfect

“Heh, I guess so. At least I’m with you.”

Damian Wayne:

Spoils you with acts of service 

As soon as you wake up you’re greeted with the smell of a nice breakfast in the dining room 

Then you sit in bed as he feeds you chocolate cover strawberries, watching silly movies and drawing pictures for each other 

At the end of the day he prepares a bath for the both of you

You wash each other not like that weirdos and you even blow some bubbles at him

When it’s finally time to sleep he massages your back and whispers about how much he loves you 

Then of course you fall asleep on his chest as he holds you

“Goodnight beloved. I hope you understand how much I love you.”

#daiki aomine #daiki aomine x reader #Daiki aomine headcanons #sasuke uchiha #sasuke uchiha x reader #Sasuke uchiha Headcanons #takumi fujiwara #takumi fujiwara x reader #Takumi fujiwara headcanons #rindou haitani x reader #rindou haitani #rindou haitani headcanons #jean kirstein #jean kirstein x reader #jean kirstein headcanons #ryusui nanami x reader #ryusui nanami headcanons #ryusui nanami #spike spiegel #hisashi mitsui #hisashi mitsui x reader #matt holt #matt holt x reader #damain wayne #damian wayne x reader #taehoon seong #taehoon Seong x reader

[tallbluelady]

10 Archetypes that I Made Up That Make Up My Blorbos

@sasslett tagged me with 10 Characters/Fandoms but my brain was getting mad at the restrictions so I made up my own thing.

Smart and Loyal Woody (Toy Story), Scarecrow (Wizard of Oz), Faramir (The Lord of the Rings), Aragorn (LOTR)

Cool Dad Dr. Henry Jones Jr. (Indiana Jones), Qui Gon Jin (Star Wars), Alan Grant (Jurassic Park), Auron (Final Fantasy X), Aragorn (LOTR)

Green Girl Buttercup (The Powerpuff Girls), Makoto Kino/Sailor Jupiter (Sailor Moon), Sam (Totally Spies!)

Relatable Scamp Simba (The Lion King), Sora (Kingdom Hearts), Tidus (FFX), Riku (FFX), Scout (To Kill A Mockingbird)

Adventure! Cloud Strife (Final Fantasy VII), Jack Skellington (The Nightmare Before Christmas), Miguel and Tulio (The Road to El Dorado), Dr. Henry Jones Jr. (Indiana Jones)

Sexy Supportive Boyfriend Captain Hook/Killian Jones (Once Upon a Time), Urianger Arugelt (Final Fantasy XIV), Will Turner (Pirates of the Carribean)

Sentient Animal Red XIII (Final Fantasy VII), Reepicheep (Chronicles of Narnia), Any Talking Animal Media, (Suspect for Freya (Final Fantasy IX))

Gender Urianger Arugelt (FFXIV), Cloud Strife (FFVII), Spike Spiegel (Cowboy Bebop), Jack Skellington (TNBC), Elizabeth Swan/Turner (PotC), Emma Swan (Once Upon a Time)

Crouching Moron, Hidden Badass Goku (Dragonball), Kenshin Himura (Ruruoni Kenshin), Spike Spiegel (Cowboy Bebop)

Shakespeare Urianger Arugelt (FFXIV), Didymis (Labyrinth), Shakespeare (Romeo x Juliet anime), Shakespeare (Fate Series)

Feel free to do w/e: @yloiseconeillants, @lilbittymonster, @hermits-hovel, @azure-dragonsinger, @mythandral, @abyssalmermaiden, @whatsthisascianbullshit, @sayonaramidnight, @tishinada, @janzoo

#smart and loyal is probably just my primordial self getting into media and picking favorites #cool dad is like characters who would normally get a regular ass crush but my asexual baby self just wanted a mentor #green girl is fairly self explanatory and part of why i have a hard time picking a mlp:fim blorbo #relatable scamp is also fairly self explanatory #adventure is basically dudes i daydreamed having adventures with #sexy supportive boyfriend is self explanatory #sentient animal is self explanatory #gender is self explanatory but each character has unique gender qualities #crouching moron hidden badass is a character who appears to be harmless but will prove otherwise #and shakespeare #well you know

[ghostbeam]

I was tagged by my loves @strawberrystepmom and @medusashima to do this self rec game soooo these are five fics of mine that I sort of kind of mildly enjoy<333

we’ll bet on forever but we both know the spread (dab x reader, 18+, dc) // unfinished (I'm working on it) but it is my baby and it’s maybe the thing I have the most fun writing. It is my movie fic and I’ve worked really hard on it and it’s the fic I am most proud of<3

swore I could hear you through the walls (dabi x reader, 18+, dc) // a fic I agonized over for maybe a year dsfjkdhfkd I really like all of the detail I put into this one, as well as the like character quirks and things like that. it was also like a really ridiculous idea but I hope I played into that a bit and made it enjoyable 

forever is the sweetest con (spike spiegel x reader, 18+) // I think when it comes to any of my fics that are canon compliant, this is maybe the best one I have. The bebop universe comes incredibly easy to me, and while I agonized over spike’s characterization, I think I managed to do a pretty okay job with him. There are also a lot of callbacks to the show that I had fun with.

loving you is bigger than my head (izuku midoriya x reader, 18+) // putting this on here because while I think I have improved majorly since writing this, I do remember feeling very proud of it at the time.

i’m bright baby blue falling into you (gojo satoru x reader, 18+) // I have a very weird relationship w this fic as I hated it when I first wrote it ahsjkahdkjas but it has grown on me in some ways, mostly in the case of gojo’s characterization and the relationship between him and reader as a whole soooo yeah

Tagging everyoneeeee if you’d like to do this then pls do!!! I think every writer deserves to look back on everything they’ve created and be proud of themselves for it!!!!<333

[faarkas]

tagged by @corvosattano @gendameron and @denerims (thank you beloveds) and boy did I take the quiz

— OCS AS CHARACTERS

rules: take this quiz and share 5 (or more! or less! the world is your oyster!) results from the top 50 that you feel really fit your oc(s). if you don’t recognize very many from the top 50, feel free to expand into the top 100.

no pressure tagging: @vilkaas @eviefrie @leefi @malefiicarum @rockerboys @rosebarsoap @saintjudegf @nuclearstorms @reaperkiller @aartyom and anybody else ! :3

Verde

john wick - john wick (!!!!!!)

rick blaine - casablanca

aragorn - |ord of the rings

sun bak - sense8 (!!!!!!!!)

kakashi hatake - naruto

Landon

lee sizemore - westworld

the wizard of oz - the wizard of oz

KENDALL ROY - succession (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

ryan howard - the office

petyr bae|ish - g*me of thr*nes

Lorenzo

bumblebee - transformers

barry allen - the flash

ted lasso - ted lasso (!!!!)

jim halpert - the office

jonah simms - superstore

Beau

jet b|ack - cowboy bebop

h*wkeye - m*rve|

ashley stubbs - westwor|d

mike ehrm*ntraut - better ca|| sau|

ga|e hawthorne - the h*nger g*mes

Galen

carrie bradshaw - sex in the city

oberyn marte|| - g*me of thr*nes

|umiere - beauty and the beast

jack dawson - titanic

kee|ey jones - ted |asso

merry brandybuck - |ord of the rings

Nizana

marion ravenwood - |ndiana jones

jack twist - brokeback mountain

westley - the princess bride

kate austen - Lost

jim halpert - the office (I know a dupe but SHES SOOO JIM)

Gwenyth

gera|t of r*via - the w|tcher

sandor c|egane - g*me of thr*nes

asha greyj*y - g*me of thr*nes

dary| dixon - the wa|king dead

roy kent - ted |asso

Salen

han so|o - st*r w*rs

spike spiegel - cowboy bebop

f|ynn ryder - tang|ed

JJ - the out*r b*nks

steve harrington - str*nger th*ngs

emmett cu||en - twi|ight

damon sa|vatore - v*mpire di*ries

#i was like wouldn't it be funny if landon got kendall. AND THEN HE DID WHEN I TELL YOU I FUCKING LAUGHED SO HARD I SCARED THE DOG #SORRY SALENS IS SO STACKED BUT IM TELLING U HES MY FAVOURITE OC OF ALL TIME FOR A REASON. #censoring most of this was a pain in the ass. holy shit. with the power of | and * on my side i will make it through the chaos i created #ALSO LANDON TOO GOOD FOR MR SIZEMORE. TOO GOOD FOR HIM. THATS MY BABYGIRL #Anyway. going overboard as usual goodbye everybody im going to play ark :3 #hil.txt #tagged #ocstuff #THIS IS LITERALLY SO FUN THANK U BESTIES

[yuukimiyas]

happie tuesday m darling daisy 🐾🤍 ! ! i wish i could ask u All of da questions of tht askie game , but i suppose i shall limit myself to three hehe c: silk + infatuation + perfume pwettie pweasee !

my sweetest most precious coco pup!! ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა eep!! i apologize for takin a few days to answer this!! ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა but eeep!! the fact that you wanna know sm ab me is makin my cheeks so so warm!!! i wanna ask YOU everyth!!! :3 but ooo these q's are great!!! <33

silk: what outfit makes you feel confident?

oooo this is a hard q!! esp lately bc i've been feelin more comfy in my body!! ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა but i feel the most confident in a pair of levi 501 jeans & a cute t-shirt!! i'm the t-shirt QUEEN i literally own so so many (esp band tees!!) but i love them all sm!! another outfit i feel v confident in is this rlly cute black slip dress i have ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა it's long & so so pretty & i love to pair it w my doc martens & an oversized leather jacket <33

infatuation: first crush?

hmm my first irl crush was a boy i went to school w in the 6th grade hehee ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა BUT my first human blorbo crush was 100% cory monteith (finn from the tv show glee) i simply adored him for ages!! & my first blorbo crush is most DEF sasuke uchiha ꒰♡˃̶̤́ ꒳ ˂̶̤̀ ꒱ my first intro to dark haired brooding men hehee!! closely followed by spike spiegel from cowboy bebop, itachi uchiha, & roy mustang from fma (can you tell i originally have a type ૮꒰⸝⸝> <⸝⸝꒱ა lmaoskdjf)

perfume: favorite scent?

i absolutely ADORE floral scents like roses, lavender, & peonies!! most candles i buy are lavender scented hehee ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა its just so comforting to me!! OOOO also!!! im a sucker for stronger scents like teakwood & scents often found in mens colognes :3 i usually light a some candles like that in the winter time!! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶꒱ა

ty so so sm for these q's from the selfship game coco my love!! my whole heart!! my world!! ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ੈ♡‧₊˚ i love you endlessly forever & ever & ever!!! never forget it, okay? <33

pretty ask game!

#ooo my precious coco!! these were such good q's!!! :3 i loved answerin these!!! #i hope this gives a lil more insight into the world of chlo!! ꒰✿´ ꒳ ` ꒱♡ feel free to ask me anyth anytime!! i'm an open book!! esp for you #*ੈ✩‧₊˚hwaitham #( ˘ ³˘)♡moots! #⋆°˖➴ p.o. box! #˗ˏ𖤐ˊ˗ arcade!

[paper-star-ships]

what are some songs you’ve been listening to lately ???? do you associate anything w them??? like f/os, aus, general scenarios, that one book fair you went to when you were in third grade on oct 27th or whatever??? fav lyrics from said songs??? ((yes, this is me desperately trying to get new music recs…….))

I watched an animatic for P03 from Incry//ption and it reintroduced me to The Orion Experience so I've been listening to Roll With Me and Digital Affection on repeat as a result <3 I am robot-obsessed lately 😔😔 Roll With Me reminds me of Momo from Stray specifically <3

Also AJR just dropped a new song called Yes I'm A Mess a couple days ago and I ammmm obsessed :) I've been listening to the AJR records I got for my birthday so I have jump started my interest in their songs ngl,,, I have an au involving me, Rosie, and two of our RE f/os and it's based on a game called Teardown, where essentially you do illegal demolition for money ✨ the whole au is basically "Filly has deep routed anger issues but she's embarrassed about them so instead of seeking therapy she takes a sledgehammer to the property of the rich to gain profit illegally"

Also!!! Today I remembered 24 Hours by Nicholas Podany which is PEAK paper starts and also a HOT BANGER :D

You'll Never Hear It Coming by Dirt Poor Robins is Spike Spiegel coded actually... also it's a bop

#m.memorie🖤 #pdf.chatterbox #Writing this made me realize I am very into techno rn #If all this counts as techno?? #Maybe not ajr lol idk #Honorable mention: Tilt-a-Whirl by The Railsplitters 💙

[antediluvianapocalypse]

anime amvs w/ less than 1k views

revolutionary girl utena

The Call - Utena/Anthy

Check Yes Juliet - Revolutionary Girl Utena

Clarity | Utena AMV

Utena/Anthy - "Blank Space"

square - utena & akio amv

everybody knows (revolutionary girl utena amv)

Wildest Dreams- Revolutionary Girl Utena

love love love - revolutionary girl utena

I Need a Hero | Revolutionary Girl Utena

alpha rats nest - souji mikage amv

newspaper | revolutionary girl utena

My Ghost | Utena AMV

Juri, You're a Star

Once in a Lifetime- Revolutionary Girl Utena 25th Anniversary AMV

community gardens || revolutionary girl utena amv

Which witch? | Revolutionary girl utena

we're just misguided ghosts - utena amv

samson amv revolutionary girl utena

hair match - revolutionary girl utena amv

pyramid - anthy himemiya amv

(Utena AMV) Cry for Judas

ENEMY - Anthy Himemiya AMV

Swimming - Revolutionary Girl Utena

mikage saint bernard amv

Housewife Radio | Revolutionary Girl Utena

ajin

Ajin AMV ~ Dead!

Ajin -Demj Humans AMV

neon genesis evangelion

BRAND NEW CITY | ASUKA LANGLEY SORYU [Flashing Lights TW]

Dream Girl Evil

future diary

Billie Eilish-My Boy (Tradução)

puella magi madoka magica

I Wanna Be in the Cavalry - Sayaka Miki - PMMM AMV

Abraham's Daughter {MADOKA MAGICA}

Willie McBride - Green Fields of France - PMMM Rebellion AMV

Magic - Puella Magi Madoka Magica AMV

perfect blue

Perfect blue『AMV』 - Mr.Sandman

HAPPY | PERFECT BLUE AMV

cowboy bebop

If You Can, Hold On: The Lives and Deaths of Spike Spiegel

my hero

BNHA AMV: Legend of All Might

demon slayer

[~AMV~] demon slayer | burning pile | | spoilers | | by- Tanyalzn

hunter x hunter

Carry Me Out- Hunter X Hunter -AMV

who are you - hxh amv

violet evergarden

Violet Evergarden - Like real people do - Hozier Violet/Amy

death note

Angelic Creation, Namely, Light - Death Note AMV

you're coming down with me. (death note)

Misa Amane Steal Smoked Fish The Mountain Goats AMV

kakegurui

//Midari Ikishima// Black Dresses- In my Mouth(Tradução)

death parade

This Is Gospel | Death Parade

other

Stop The World - Puella Magi Madoka Magica/Revolutionary Girl Utena

#speaking #if one of these blew up while this post was in drafts. so be it. #also i put my amvs in here. sue me.

[animepopheart]

★ 【孔雀椰子】 「 spike 」 ☆ ⊳ spike spiegel // cowboy bebop ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter

#spike spiegel #faye valentine #cowboy bebop #1990s #anime #artist: 孔雀椰子

[manias-wordcount]

Could make one imagine where a mission goes wrong and they inject a truth serum into reader fem and she tries to keep quiet so she doesn't talk about her feelings for the spike. If you're not busy please thank you.

Truth Talk Trip Hop (Spike Spiegel x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼! 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆!

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

“Are you sure you’re alright?”

Nod.

“But you still won’t speak to me.”

Another nod.

“Was it something I did?”

This time, there’s hesitation. Your hand stops petting Ein, who’s sitting faithfully in your lap as if he can tell you need the comfort. Then slowly but surely, you end up shaking your head. A frown builds upon his face, and Spike can’t help but sigh angrily. You turn to him, face crestfallen and lip quivering, but you still don’t say anything. It’s up to him to listen to all the words you’re suddenly refusing to say.

“I’m just…frustrated.” He tries, steeling himself from lashing out further. He’s still pissed off about how their latest bounty went. It wasn’t that high of a bounty, and in the end, they caught the guy. But that was only after you got nabbed for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. And looking a little too much like the mastermind’s long-lost lover. Unfortunately, it was after you had been stolen away to their base did they realize you had a different name, never met the guy, and were about thirty years younger than what you should have been. So if he couldn’t make a companion out of you then they decided to do the next best thing.

Make you talk.

“You really had us worried there.” He tells you softly when the air is filled with your silence once more. He took the liberty of staying with you and Ed while Jet and Faye turned in the guy. Besides someone needed to stay on the Bebop watch Big Shots for any surprise updates on the reward. It was for the best too. No matter how much you insisted that you were fine, he knew you were still a little shaken up. You never really took to the life of the bounty hunter well. It just wasn’t in your heart to be ruthless like the rest of them. “Ed couldn’t track you for a while. We thought the worse had happened.”

“... I’m sorry …” He turns his head over in surprise at the sound of your voice. You’re still looking down, sitting still on your spot on the couch right across from him. Your eyes are trained on Ein as you stroke his back as if you two were the only ones in the room. He hates being ignored and despises being ignored by you of all people. But in the end, Spike is just relieved that you haven’t gone completely radio silent on him. “I don’t like making people worried.”

The raw honesty in your voice makes him regret being so forward with you. You weren’t like him, or Jet, or Faye. Always felt smaller. More fragile, even. And if it were any other circumstance, he’d be more inclined to let you off with just ruffling your hair and telling you that he’ll finally get around to teaching you how to shoot someday. Instead, he swallows it down in an effort to make sure he gets his point across to you.

“Hey. Look at me.” He calls quietly, leaning forward and reaching out to place a hand on your knee. You look up at him with bright, big doe eyes and he’s just glad that there’s no one else around to witness him being such a big sap for you. No one except that damn mutt sitting in your lap and taking up your attention, of course. “We look out for each other here. Even when it doesn’t look like it. So if you don’t want me worried, you better start talkin-”

“I like it when you touch me.”

He shuts up real quick after that.

And so you with the way your eyes go wide and your body go rigid. He’s never been a hopeful man. But something about what you said lights a fire in his stomach that’s hard to put out. Though it’s also a cause for concern too, now that all he can do is watch your mouth open and close and open and close as you freeze in place.

The look on your face tells him that what you said wasn’t on purpose, as much as Spike wished it was. But the words fell from your mouth so clumsily. So easily. You were usually so shy and timid. Always rely on someone else to take the first steps and lead you. But that - that was so out of character for you. You weren’t the loose-lipped type, even with stupid, unimportant things. And it’s starting to make him wonder if there was more that happened while you were captured than you originally let on.

“You said they didn’t do anything.” He asks calmly, trying not to frighten you even further than you already did to yourself. He waits for your response: a shake of your head or the sound of your voice to pose as any sort of confirmation. Unfortunately, you had gone back to stubbornly keeping your mouth shut and turning your head away. Your body language reads that you’re tense and that you’re hiding something. And he’d be damned if he let you sit and take this by yourself. So with his hand still on his thigh, he takes the opportunity to squeeze as comfortingly as possible. Though it sends another message too:  You’re not leaving until I say you are.  “Tell me again. Did they  hurt  you?”

“It only hurt for a second.” You respond immediately. And like the time before that, your eyes widen in the surprise of your only honesty. You start to recoil. A pout covers your face as you look at him, pleading for him not to press you for any more questions. And as much as he wants to forget what happened to you earlier (all except you admitting that you liked it when he touched you, he’ll have to deal with all the… thoughts that came with that later), he’s not too keen on the idea of you being protective of your captors.

“What did?” He enunciates clearly, leaving no room for doubt of his command of the situation. You frown harder, biting at your lip for a second as your eyes flicker down to the side and then back at Spike again. He stares at you, unblinking and unmoving while waiting for your response. He hates being the bad guy to you, but he’s not above playing up the intimidation and harshness when it comes to your safety. “ What hurt. ”

“The shot.” You whisper out, and all he can see is red.

He takes a deep breath, fingers itching for a cigarette, but he doesn’t give in. You were never frustrating to deal with, but he can’t help but the agitation that’s starting to grow. You were fine before. Quiet, but for the most part cooperative. Now that’s he’s asking questions, things are turning south. But you trust him. He can see it in your eyes still. The hesitation is all there, but your unwavering faith in him is still present too. You trust him, but there’s a reason why you’re withholding this from him. But he’s not going to take that standing up. The sooner you start cooperating, the better, but he knows he has to take this different route. Bide his time.

And make you talk .

“Do you know what was in the shot?” You advert your eyes at this question, opting to just focus on Ein instead. But he knows you too well so you might as well have told him yes. Still, he ignores your reluctance in favor of another yes or no question. It seemed to be where he was going to “Do ya’ know why they shot you up?”

“They didn’t shoot me up!” You retaliate, and it’s hard to fight off the smirk threatening to show up on his face now that he has you hook line and sinker. Your pout changes from something pitiful and sad to a little angrier. Like a kitten trying to show off its claws, you’re quick to defend yourself. He knew you always had a thing about drugs. Being in a field where you could run into cops regularly meant living a relatively clean life, even if the crew was adamant about limiting your exposure to any of that in the first place. And ever since the mushroom incident, you’ve been feeling pretty strongly against anything that makes you feel like you’re not all there. So it was no surprise one mention was all it took to get you talking to him again. “It was just a stupid truth se-”

He raises an eyebrow when you suddenly cut yourself off by slapping a hand over your mouth. Ein, rattled by the jerky movement of your body, sits up and looks up at you. But you refuse to look at him or  Spike though he can’t say he blames you. If only you were faster and a little less quick in that outburst with of yours. Maybe then you might have saved yourself from what he was about to do.

“A truth serum. Well, there’s a surprise.” He hums lowly.  It makes sense he can’t help but think to himself before leaning back in his seat and standing up. You were withholding information from him, but you never lied to him. He knew you well enough to tell by now, at least. He shoves his hands in pockets as he walks over to where you’re sitting, before crossing to stand right behind and off to the side of the couch. There’s no stopping the smirk on his face now, but he’s merciful enough to not force you to look at it the entirely of the time he’s having his fun. “I’m guessing they wanted to get something important out of you before sending you back, huh?”

A second passes. And then another. And another before you finally decide to give him a slow nod. A breathy chuckle passes through his slips and he watches you curl up at the sound. He can imagine the growing frown on your face and he’s practically torturing himself not to get in your face and make you look him in the eye after giving him such a hard time early. Instead, he just leans down, nice and low, and drapes his arm across the back of the couch. It brushes against your shoulders, but you keep still, facing away from him. He was certain that would get a reaction out of you. So he takes it up a notch.

“You know… you didn’t need to keep that from me.” He rumbles, right next to your ear. You let out a quiet sound, your skittish side starting to show as you scope up Ein in your arms in lieu of shivering. He laughs again, and this time, he’s really glad there’s no Ed around to distract you or Jet here to save you. You’re at his mercy now. And he’s not exactly ready to let you run off just yet. Especially after you gave him such a hard time. “You worried I’d tease you or something? Come on, you know I’m not  that  bad of a guy.”

“...No…” He’s surprised to hear you respond verbally this time. And he’s even more surprised to hear your honest answer to the question wasn’t at all what he was expecting. It was easy to rile you up with enough teasing so he figured that was what you were trying to avoid the entire time. Come to find out he’d apparently miss the mark completely. And with no idea where to look for his next shot too. “That’s not it.”

“What is it then?” He leans a little bit more forward, and suddenly his chin is resting on your shoulder. “You can tell me.”

You’ve always been the touchy one out of the two of you. Always been the one initiating anything physical- whether it was wrapping your arms around him in a hug or holding his hand when you’re scared or lost. And sure, he’s had his fair share of moments where he’s ruffled your hair or rested his elbow on your head, but it’s you. The little thing from Europa that keeps him up at night. The sweet thing who’s got no business being with a bunch of bounty hunters and definitely no business being with a former hitman for the syndicate.

But you always found a way to pull him closer. And now that you’re suddenly pushing him away, he can’t help but pull you closer. He’s got it bad for you. But right now, he’s seeing this moment as more of a blessing and not a curse. And he’s never been a hopeful man.

“Yes, I can tell you. But I don’t  want  to tell you.” You quietly agree before backtracking. Though it’s too late. You’re slipping, and you both know it. You were never the strong type anyways. Just he’s never been one to give into hopes or dreams. “Because I didn’t want to tell you…”

But he can’t help but be hopeful whenever he takes a look at you.

“ ...just how much I love you… ”

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[erensangel444]

just a humble bounty hunter

spike spiegel x reader

DNI if not 16+ thank you!

cowboy bebop fr fr is one of my favorite animes it’s just 😘

this fic is spike x fem!reader, if you guys would want to see some gender-neutral fics just let me know in my asks inbox! i’m open to any suggestions if you want a fic that’s specifically tailored to you whether that be race-wise, gender-wise, any disabilities, etc,. just let me know!

likes/reblogs/comments are always appreciated:D

this fic has been proofread but if i missed something just let me know!

a/n: i want this life plz. ALSO, I LOVE THIS TROPE: two unemotionally available people whose hearts are taken by another, but for some reason, they can’t have the person they want, so they seek out each other for comfort(aka sex), and eventually, it turns in to something more, and there’s a little bit of angst, but in the end, their hearts belong to one another now. IM GONNA CRY :,) i don’t know if that made any sense but ya feel me???

okay don’t beat me up....but this has a cliche confessing-our-love-in-the-rain scene. IM A SUCKER FOR THE CLICHES OKAY?!! also faye’s lowkey a cock-blocker in this?? I LOVE HER THO, i want her to stomp on me.

warnings: language(most of my fics do contain language), stealing, use of drugs(just weed), violence(no death), germs?? bc transfer of something from one person’s mouth to another(just a cherry stem), alcohol consumption, smut; dry humping, unprotected sex w/ creampie, cumplay, oral(male!receiving), mentions of public sex, degradation + praise, 

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summary: attempting to forget the past with a cowboy, unknowingly creating a future.

you could hear the thrum of electricity throughout the bebop. you slid open your door, the lights near the bottom of the wall lighting the walkway. you walked into the kitchen, the room dark beside the moonlight shining in through the open gateway. you grabbed a soda from the fridge, walking towards the open entrance of the bebop.

you could make out spike’s figure in the distance, the slight flare from his cigarette making him easily distinguishable. you opened your soda, spike’s head turning at the sound. he noticed it was you, taking another puff from his cigarette before smiling at you and turning back around.

you had landed on cacri, a possible bounty in the area. the ship sat in the water for tonight, in a bay that was a docking area for ships. it overlooked the city, and if you turned to the other side, the sea stretched for miles fading into a distance of nothingness. 

you walked over to spike, who was standing at the edge of the ship. you sat down, your legs hanging off of the ship. you set your soda down, sitting back on your arms. “rough night?” you joked, the soft waves of the water brushing against the ship. 

you heard spike chuckle from above you, muttering as he held the cigarette in between his lips, “you could say that,”. you looked up at him, spike already looking down at you. he pulled the cigarette from his lips, holding it out to you, to which you shook your head left and right.

“i prefer more medicinal herbs,” you sighed jokingly, spike smiling down at you. “to each their own,” he mumbled with the cigarette in between his lips, looking back out to the water. you laid your back down on the ship, looking up at the stars. “god that’s what i need right now, some weed,” you declared, sitting back up.  “i’ll be back,” you said, standing up and grabbing your soda from the walkway of the ship. “i’ll come with you,” spike offered, rushing to catch up with you. you pouted mockingly, “think i can’t handle myself?”. you walked into the kitchen with spike, setting your soda down on the island. 

“you’ve shown full and well you can handle yourself,” spike praised, smirking at you, “maybe i’m just interested in partaking in some of those medicinal herbs,”.

you and spike crammed into your tight ship, the sound of the ship taking off causing ripples along the water. spike had found a 24-hour dispensary not too far away, and you set the ship down about a block away. you walked in, the bell on the door ringing.

a woman sat behind the cash register, smacking her gum loudly. she looked up at you and spike, giving the pair of you an uninterested stare before looking back down at her nail filer.

you looked at spike, raising one eyebrow with a soft smile, spike laughing softly. you walked through the store, grabbing rolling paper and a bag of weed, a strain called “strawnana”. spike couldn’t help but pick up gummy bear edibles, and so you headed to the cashier placing it all out on the countertop in front of you. 

“id,” the cashier grumbled. you realized that you hadn’t brought your id and turned towards spike, looking for a solution. “we forgot em’” spike said plainly. the cashier’s unimpressed look remained. “the legal age here is 18 though, right?” spike asked, though he already knew the answer. “we look over 18 right,” spike smiled, draping his arm over your shoulder and pulling you closer.

“no id, no weed,” the cashier said plainly, pointing to a sign behind her that read ‘we card!’. “you know,” spike started, leaning on the countertop, “i really hate to do this, but,” he grabbed the rolling paper and bud, running towards the door. 

you paused for a moment, before realizing what was going on. you grabbed the gummy bears from atop the counter, running towards spike who was holding the door open. you could hear a “hey! come back here!” from behind you, and you turned to see spike throw up a peace sign to the cashier. 

you ran down the block, running towards your ship. you slowed down, walking for a moment, laughter coming over you. “you’re fucking crazy,” you sighed airily, walking beside spike who let out a soft laugh. 

“we got it though didn’t we?” he said with a smile.

you and spike were back outside of the bebop, sitting on the take-off strip. the joint was in between your lips as you took a drag, inhaling the substance. you blew it out with a puff, coughing once with a light chuckle before handing it over to spike. 

spike took a hit before blowing out the smoke. the joint had become shorter, barely being held between spike’s fingers. spike deaded the joint, setting it in the ashtray. “yeah, this is what i needed,” you sighed, lying down.  it seemed like the stars were brighter than they were before as you looked up at the sky now.

the soft noise of the waves brushing against the ship lulled you further into a calm state. “do you do this often?” spike asked, turning towards you. “only after we get a bounty, shit’s expensive,” you said honestly, spike laughing softly.

spike laid down next to you, looking up at the stars. “s’pretty huh?” you said simply, turning towards spike. spike hummed out an affirmation, still looking at the sky. you smiled at his expression, turning back towards the sky. 

“it’s cold,” spike said, sitting back up, “let’s go inside,” you offered, standing up and walking back towards the entrance of the bebop. spike was trailing behind you, gummy bear package in hand. 

the loud noise of the gears turning as the gate to the take-off strip closed finally came to a cease. you plopped down on the couch, sighing softly before spike sat down next to you. “feel real good,” he drawled before lying his head down on your lap and smiling up at you. 

you just laughed softly,  your hand falling to spike’s hair out of instinct. “do you have someone you miss?” spike spoke softly, the conversation taking an abrupt turn. you sucked your bottom lip in before deciding to speak. spike was being vulnerable, the least you could do was reciprocate his vulnerability.

“yeah,” you said plainly, trying to control the shakiness of your voice, “don’t think i’ll ever be able to get em’ back, though. try to tell myself it’s no use to think about them, but i can’t help it,” your voice trailed off towards the end of the sentence.

spike squeezed his eyes shut as if trying to shake away a vision before he spoke quietly, “i miss her, fucked up bringing her into my life,” your hand paused in his hair for a moment, latching onto his every word, “don’t even know where she is, even if i did, i don’t know if i could face her,”. the room grew silent for a moment, your hand resuming its ministrations in spike’s hair.

“love sucks, huh?” you said simply, spike giving you a weak smile. “s’like,” you paused for a moment, trying to collect your thoughts, “no matter how hard you tried to forget, it’s still there, still in the back of your mind,”. spike’s eye lit up at your words. he pushed into your hand, and you hadn’t even realized your hand had stopped.

you continued playing with his hair as spike spoke, “i try so hard not be stuck in my past, but it’s always there, like you said, in the back of my mind,”. you looked down at spike nodding. the room grew silent once more, neither of you itching to say anything. 

“jus’ wanna forget,” spike said, his voice breaking slightly. he sat up abruptly, leaning beside you on the couch. he turned to face you, his face closer to you now. “don’t you wanna forget?” he said, his eyes crinkling. you could feel the heat flush to your cheeks, and you nodded, afraid your words would betray you.

next thing you knew spike’s lips were on yours. you hesitated for a moment before reveling in the feel of the kiss. your hands fell to spike’s hair, spike’s hands tracing down your body. his hands gripped your hips, pulling you onto his lap. you let out a slight gasp, pulling away for a moment and looking at spike.

you kissed him once more, mumbling into spike’s lips, “jus’ to forget,”. spike lifted a bit off of the couch, trying to lean into the kiss more, his hands drifting to your backside. spike hummed into your lips, agreeing. 

spike was peeling your shirt over your head as your fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. the kiss was quickly becoming more desperate, muffled moans and grunts falling from both of your lips. you couldn’t help but rock on spike’s laps, your arousal dampening your panties.

“sh-shit,” spike pulled away, leaning his head back on the couch. you continued to grind on his lap, your hands tracing over his chest, his shirt fully unbuttoned. “jus’ like that,” he groaned, before pulling you in for another kiss, your whimpers being muffled by his lips

your hands fell to the button of his pants, fumbling with the item before an abrupt clearing of the throat interrupted you. you pulled away from spike’s lips quickly, looking towards the doorway. 

faye was leaning along the wall, smirking at the pair of you. you quickly removed yourself from spike’s lap, grabbing your shirt from the floor. “and to think i only came for a glass of water and got a free show,” 

“s’not for free actually, pay up” spike grumbled, buttoning back up his shirt. you stood up from the couch, desperately wanting to cave in on yourself as you spoke softly, “goodnight, spike,”. 

you looked down at the man, an apologetic expression on your face. “goodnight,” he said, smiling up softly at you.“night, faye,” you said, passing by her. “night y/n!” she yelled down the hall, “cute bra by the way,”. 

“shut up faye!”

you hadn’t gotten much sleep that night, tossing and turning, throwing the covers off of your body before curling up in them once more. you knew faye was going to give you shit about it in the morning, and you could deal with that. 

but what did this mean for you and spike?

you awoke to ein licking at your face, ed chanting at the end of your bed, “bacon! bacon! bacon!” she grinned, ein barking at her excitement. “alright, fine,” you grumbled, “just get ein off of me!”.

edward grabbed the dog from the bed, ein licking her face, “yuck! your breath stinks ein,”. you laughed at edward, patting ein’s head. “come on, ed,” you said, walking down the halls of the bebop. you were silently praying that spike was still asleep.

you walked into the kitchen to find faye sitting at the countertop, drinking coffee. she smirked at you over her cup, “good morning, sunshine!” she said in a sweet tone, “morning faye,” you replied. you turned to look at her, grabbing the bacon from the fridge. 

she set her coffee cup down at the countertop, smiling at you. “faye,” you whined, drawing out the e. “we have a lot to discuss, very important things to discuss,” she whispered, ed sitting on the floor playing with ein.

“let me at least make some coffee first,” you grumbled, putting the first piece of bacon onto the pan. 

ed was happily chewing on her bacon, playing chess in the living room. you and faye sat at the countertop, coffee cups in hand. “first off,” faye started, and you prepared yourself for the slew of judgements to be thrown at you. “what the fuck?”.

“let me explain,” you assured her, faye just clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, “no need for explanations, it was like i walked in on a porno,” “hey! it was not that bad,” you chastised, looking back down to your coffee.

“we were high, it didn’t mean anything, trust me,” you said, taking a sip of your coffee. your stomach turned at your words, but you ignored it. “it better not of, cause we’ve got a bounty to catch, and i can’t have you lovebugs getting in the way of cold, hard money,” faye said.

you laughed softly, “you’re just gonna gamble it away anyways,”. faye pushed your shoulder, “and who’s gonna be getting wasted at the bar while i invest my money wisely,” she teased. “oh yeah, you’re a prime example of a smart spender. at least my money is wasted on vodka,”. she took a sip from her coffee, “is that really that much better?”.

you both laughed softly, ed cheering from across the room at a smart chess move she had made. you and faye sat at the countertop for a while, conversing. faye had gone to shower, leaving you in the kitchen. you washed your two coffee cups, drying them off afterwards.

“morning, spike!” you heard ed say happily from across the room, your eyes shooting up. “g’morning kid,” he grumbled, walking over to the countertop while rubbing his eyes. “morning,” you said, trying to contain a sense of normalcy within your voice.

“hey,” he said, his voice softening. “i-i’m gonna go shower,” you said, spike nodding. you walked out of the kitchen, rushing towards your bathroom once you were out of spike’s line of sight.

“slow down, speed racer,” jet joked as you brushed past him. “sorry, jet,” you said, smiling sheepishly. you opened the door to your bathroom, closing it quickly after.

you leaned against the metal of the door, taking a deep breath. why couldn’t you just act normal? last night hadn’t meant anything, it was just to forget. you rationalized last night, realizing your actions were out of proportion. spike wouldn’t act differently, so you decided not to either.

a knock on the door broke you from your thoughts. you unlocked it, sliding open the door. “spike?” the man pushed inside of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. “can’t just fuckin ignore it,” he said, shaking his head.

“wanted more last night,” he said, staring at you intently. “know you did too,”. “spike, w-we can’t,” you reasoned, spike backing you up against the wall. “why not? it’s harmless sex,” “harmless sex,” you repeated. spike nodded, “just to forget,” you whispered, “just to forget,” spike repeated.

you pulled him in for a kiss, moaning at contact. you had been itching for the feel of his lips on yours since last night. his hands quickly fell to the bottom of your shirt, lifting it over your head. he pulled away for a moment, unbuttoning his own shirt before his lips found yours once more.

your hand fell to his pants, tugging at them, hoping that spike would get the message. he read you loud and clear, pulling his sweats down and attempting to shimmy out of them. his pants pooled at his feet as he tugged at your sleep shorts pulling them down your body.

spike lifted you up, your legs latching around his waist. he stepped out of his sweats, walking you over to the countertop. his hand drifted to your lace-covered center, rubbing at your clit through the fabric. “can feel it through your panties, you’re dripping,” spike teased. “fuck,” you sighed, your head falling back into the mirror.

“can’t say i’m much better,” spike groaned, grabbing your hand and pulling it to his bulge. you gasped slightly, looking at him. he was big. spike just smirked up at you, grinding his bulge against your center. the fabric between the two of you created more friction, whimpers falling freely from your lips as spike groaned lowly into your shoulder.

he placed kisses onto your skin, pulling away for a moment, “want it?” he asked, grinding into you more. “gonna-fuck-gonna be too loud,” you whined, looking at spike. spike pulled away from you completely and you whimpered at the loss of contact. 

he turned on the shower, the water falling from the showerhead, creating noise as it hit the floor of the shower. “problem solved,” he said, smiling at you. he kissed you once more, his fingers pulling your panties to the side, rubbing at your slit. he moaned into your mouth pulling away, “won’t even need to prep you, so fuckin’ ready for me,” spike said, his eyes staring at his finger rubbing through your slit, the digit quickly becoming covered in your slick.

“n-need you inside!” you yelped as spike’s thumb rubbed at your clit. “fuck,” spike sighed, pulling his boxers down your legs. you shimmied out of your panties, lifting your hips from the countertop of the sink. you kicked them onto the floor, grabbing at the back of spike’s head, kissing him. he pulled away breathless, looking at you.

“you’re sure?” he asked. you couldn’t help the way your heart slightly palpitated as you nodded eagerly. “are you?” you asked, your hand rubbing at the back of his neck. he nodded the same as you had. “okay,” you said quietly, spike repeating the word as he pushed into you slowly.

you both let out a slight gasp at the push inside, smiling at one another after. as spike pushed further inside, the whimpers and mewls falling from your lips grew in volume. he bottomed out, pulling you in for a kiss, groaning into your mouth. 

“so fuckin’ tight, clenching on me,” spike groaned. you whined as spike pulled out slightly, thrusting back into you. you both let out airy moans at that. spike was breathing deeply as you adjusted to the feel of his cock inside of you. “m-move!” you mewled, desperate for more, “please, want it!”. spike obliged, his eyes lingering on his cock pushing in and out of you. 

his eyes raked over your body, looking up at your face contorted in pleasure. “so good, spike! s-so good!” you whimpered. his cock brushed against your walls, hitting that sweet spot deep inside of you. “oh fuck,” spike moaned airily. 

he nuzzled his face into your neck, his moans and groans muffled by your skin. “c-close!” you yelped. spike pulled away from your lips, his forehead pressing against yours. “come on,” he said, his voice shaky. “lemme feel it, wanna feel you cum on my cock, come on, angel,” he rambled, thrusting in and out of you at a rough pace now.

spike brought his thumb down to your clit, rubbing quick circles on the bundle of nerves. “s-spike!” you moaned as you came on his cock, your toes curling, a mantra of spike’s name falling from your lips. 

spike took in your expression, your eyebrows furrowed, your tongue lolling out of your mouth slightly. he looked down to the ring of white around his cock, moaning at the sight. he looked back up at you, your eyes open now. 

“cum inside, i’m on the pill,” you said, panting. “wanna feel it inside me,” you whimpered. spike moaned, throwing his head back. your hands traced over his abs, your nails scratching softly at the skin. “y/n, fuck, gonna, gonna-” spike groaned. his head fell into your shoulder, his moans muffled by your shoulder as his warm load filled you.

you sighed as spike’s thrust slowed, spike bottoming out once more. “fuck,” he sighed, the explicit turning into a soft laugh. you joined in, laughing softly. you pulled him in for another kiss, smiling into his lips. 

he pulled out of you, causing you to wince at the stretch. you closed your legs abruptly, not wanting his cum to leak out of you and onto the floor. “no keep em open,” he said, his hand falling to your thigh, “wanna see it pool out of you,”. you raised an eyebrow at him, “i’ll clean it up,” he promised. you obliged, opening your thighs.

“fuck,” spike groaned, watching his cum leak out of you. you laughed softly at his astonishment, spike looking up at you. “what’s so funny?” he asked, smirking. “didn’t take you as being interested in cum play, but now that i think about it though, it makes a lot of sense,” you teased, smiling at him. 

“what’s that supposed to mean?” he said, raising his eyebrow. “oh, nothing,” you joked, grinning at him now. you pushed yourself off of the countertop, standing next to spike now. “get in the shower, bozo,” he joked. 

“only if you join,” you teased, leaning close to him, “ya kinda smell like shit, spike,” you joked. “smell didn’t bother you earlier, huh?” spike teased, smiling at you. you felt your cheeks flush with heat as you stepped into the shower, spike behind you.

the water cascaded over your bodies, your head pressed against spike’s chest as the smell of your tangerine soap flooded your senses.

the bounty was on a well-known gambler, who had a tendency to rob casinos where he had lost his money. he always had two pretty women on his arms, though it boggled your mind how he did, the man not being particularly attractive, his personality even worse.

that’s why you had an issue with the plan to catch this bounty. you and faye were sent in to be his arm-candy for the night. the plan was to approach him at the bar, he’d take one look at the two of you, and drag you to whatever table he and his entourage sat at that night.

faye had gone in a dark red, spaghetti strap gown, and you in a black strapless gown, the top of your breasts peeking out perfectly from the dress. your hair had been pinned up, a few strands falling to frame your face. 

you walked out from your room in the chosen attire for the night, a scowl on your face. faye whistled as you entered the room with a yell of “do a little spin,”. her commentary brought a smile to your face as you smiled softly with a holler of “you first,”.

you looked over to spike, his eyes raking over your figure. you couldn’t help the feeling in your stomach, spike’s eyes raising to your face and offering you a sheepish smile, knowing he’d been caught.

you laughed softly to yourself as jet began explaining the plan for tonight. 

you stood at the bar, sipping on a vodka cranberry as you waited for the bounty to approach the bar. faye and you had on undetectable earpieces as you leaned against the bar, scouting the area. spike sat at a blackjack table not too far from the bar, acting as a protective measure. 

you knew as soon the bounty entered, a large mass of people coming into the bar, everyone turning to them and murmuring. you and faye just had to wait patiently until they approached the bar. you figured that the group would secure a table before coming to the bar. 

you toyed with the ice in your cup, sighing softly. “he’s headed over,” you heard spike’s voice in your ear, shivering at the sound. you put on your best fake smile, sitting down on the bar stool. you pushed your arms together, accentuating your cleavage.

faye sat opposite of you, in a similar pose. “right behind you,” spike said, your body slightly tensing before you forced yourself to relax. “what are two beautiful ladies like you doing all alone?” the man groveled, an ugly grin on his face.

god, men were so predictable. 

you turned around on your stool, forcing a sultry smile onto your expression. “looking for someone to make us feel less alone,” you said in a seductive tone, the man laughing softly.  “you’re in luck then,” the man drawled, grabbing you by your waist and spinning you into him.

you had to physically stop the bile forming in your throat, letting out an airy giggle in response. spike’s voice was sounding through your earpiece, “never heard you laugh like that before,”. you tried your best ignored spike’s commentary, latching your arm around the man, faye on the opposite side of him.

you had been seated at a poker table for a good hour now, clapping your hands together enthusiastically to cheer on the man who was your bounty for the night. you had grown exhausted with your facade, but you just had to wait for the perfect opportunity. 

you leaned up against the man’s side, your hand falling to his thigh. “think i left something in my ship, would you mind walking me out?” you said, peering up at him your eyes wide.

he clicked his tongue to the side of his mouth, smirking, before grabbing your waist, and sliding out of the booth. he walked you out of the casino, his hand falling to your backside, full-on grabbing your ass. you held back from ripping his dirty hands off at you, silently praying for the moment where you could give this fucker what he deserved.

“where’s your ship?” he said as you got further into the parking lot. you just smirked at that, faye walking out from the casino. “about that,” you sighed before landing a roundhouse kick to the man’s face. he fell to the ground groaning, and you kicked him once in his stomach for good measure.

you knelt down next to him, pulling the gun from his pants as you hovered over his face, “just so you know, not every woman wants your grimy hands all over them, i’m not a piece of fuckin property,”. you stood back up fully, towering over the man. spike walked out from behind his ship, handcuffs in hand. 

“you, though,” he drawled, sitting the man up and handcuffing his hands behind his back, “are property of the bebop,”. you just smiled at spike, walking him back to spike’s ship. “hurry before his buddies come out here,” you said, basically shoving the man into spike’s ship

“sure you can handle em?” he asked, full and well knowing you were capable of defending yourself. “have i ever had a problem?” you smirked, spike just laughing softly. the pair of you walked away from spike’s ship and back to the entrance of the casino. just in time, you thought. 

“sorry, boys,” you smirked, walking over to the group. faye had positioned herself along the wall of the building, acting as backup for when the fight began. “seems like your friend left,” you shrugged.

“you bitch!” one of his friends shouted, charging at you. you dodged the punch he had thrown, grabbing his arm before flipping him onto his back on the ground. he laid there, squirming in pain. a second man charged at you, spike easily stopping him by swiping the man’s leg with his foot. the man tumbled over, spike landing a kick to his face for good measure.

“who’s next?”

you, faye and spike had cleared out the group, the men laying near the exit of the casino, moans of pain sounding out in the silence of the night. “see ya back on the bebop,” you waved to faye, then to spike with a smile, opening the door to your ship. 

you had decided that after all your hard work, you deserved a treat. you set your ship down near the closest 24 hour liquor store. you opened the door, a bell ringing. you gave a soft wave to the cashier before ducking down the isle, in search of a bottle of wine. 

you grabbed the cheapest one from the shelf, shuffling through the items in your clutch, pulling out your id and card. you set the wine down in front of the cashier, “this all?” he asked, to which you nodded simply. “5.50,” he totaled the amount, and you handed him your card. 

“have a good night,” you said simply, opening the door of the liquor store, the cold air brushing against your face as you walked back to your ship.

“rough night?” spike joked, walking into the living room of the bebop. you simply smiled at the parallel of his words with yours from the night before as you spoke, “guess you could say that,” you sighed, propping your feet up on the table.

the clock read 2:37 AM. the bounty you had collected tonight was on a man named hobi jones, wanted for numerous armed robberies. he now was in the holding cell of the bebop, the plan being to drop him off to the police station in the morning. 

“looks like you’ve turned to the drink,” spike commented, his hand motioning to the bottle you brought to your lips. “a little cheap wine never hurt anybody,” you smiled, handing the bottle over to him. “merlot? didn’t realize it was that bad of night,” spike joked, taking a sip from the bottle.

“hey!” you laughed, “i chose the cheapest shit, not my fault i’m a broke bounty hunter,” “kinda is your fault,”. you both sat in silence for a moment, passing the bottle amongst yourselves. “you’re plotting,” spike said, eyeing you. you turned to him with a raised eyebrow, “huh?” you said simply, smiling softly.

“well, i mean, you’re sitting on the couch, looking like this” his eyes raked over your figure, “and you seduced me into joining you for a bottle of wine,” “seduced you?” you asked, your smile growing now. “if anything,” you teased, setting the bottle down on the table before positioning yourself atop spike’s lap, “i think you coming in here shirtless, practically naked, is a bit slutty, don’t you agree?”. 

spike laughed softly at your words, his hands falling to your hips as he rutted you against his lap, “what are you gonna do about it?” he said simply. your lips were on his in an instance, soft hums falling from both of your lips. “looked so fuckin’ good in that dress tonight,” spike mumbled into your lips, his hands digging into your ass.

“w-wanna blow you,” you whimpered, pulling away from spike’s lips. “god, please,” he groaned, looking down at you as you kissed down his chest. your hands fell to the waistband of his sweatpants, tugging them down his legs. you palmed him through his boxers, his cock already half-hard. 

you tapped at his left thigh, spike lifting his hips up slightly. you tugged the boxers down his body, the fabric pooling around spike’s feet. his cock sprung up, slapping softly against his stomach. “fuck,” you sighed airily, your thumb rubbing across his slit, spreading his precum against the tip of his cock.

“shit,” spike hissed, leaning into your touch. one hand hovered one spike’s thigh, softly scratching at the skin. you wrapped your mouth around the tip, sucking gently, spike letting out a loud sigh. your free hand wrapped around the base of spike’s cock, moving up and down his length along with your mouth.

you pulled away from his member, a string of saliva connected to your lips. you grinned up at spike, the man putting a hand over his eyes with a mutter of “you’re trying to fuckin’ kill me,”. you laughed softly, your eyes falling back down to his cock. 

you planted your hands on his thigh, mumbling against the tip of his cock,  “fuck my throat,”. spike’s breath hitched as he stared down at you, his jaw slack. “please,” you whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut in embarrassment. you opened your eyes at the feeling of spike’s thumb brushing across your cheek. 

“yeah? open wide then, tongue out,” spike smirked down at you. your tongue lolled out of your mouth, spike’s hands latching into your hair as he inched your mouth down his cock. “fuck,” he drew out the word, “so good,”. your nose brushed against the skin of his pelvis as you gagged around his cock, your nails digging into his thigh.

“fuck,” he groaned, pulling you off of his cock, “looked so pretty choking on my cock,”. tears were forming in your eyes, close to pooling over your lower lid. a string of spit was connected to your mouth as you panted, catching your breath. “want my cum down your throat?” spike asked, already knowing the answer.

you nodded eagerly, planting your hands back on his thighs. “just use me,” you whined, your hand falling into your panties and rubbing at your clit. spike’s hands were back on your hair, your mouth wrapping around his saliva covered member. “shit,” spike groaned, thrusting into your mouth slightly. “just want me to use you, huh?” his voice was shaky now, spike getting closer to his release.

you gagged on his cock, the sound of you choking sounding throughout the room. tears were falling down your cheeks now, your nose slightly runny, but you reveled in it. you loved the sound of spike losing his mind above you, his hands gripping your hair tighter.

“gonna flood your throat-shit-gonna take it all right?” spike moaned. you couldn’t answer, your mouth full of his cock. spike didn’t wait for an answer, his hip thrusting up once as he pushed you against the base of his cock, your nose pushed against the skin of his pelvis. spike’s load burst into your throat as you tried to swallow in time with the spurts.

he pulled you off his cock slightly, only the tip of his cock on your tongue as one of his hands fell to jerk his length. some of his cum dribbled down your chin as you breathed heavily. spike’s hands fell onto the couch next to him, spike throwing his head back. he looked back down at you, your hands in between your legs, your slick covering your fingers.

“i came,” you whimpered softly, bringing your finger to your lips and wrapping your mouth around the digit. spike laughed softly from above you, “so fuckin’ dirty,” he drawled, his fingers collecting the cum from your chin before being pushed into your mouth, your fingers sucking on his digit.

you smiled up at spike once he removed his finger from your mouth, sighing softly before standing up. “get to bed,” you said softly, “we’ve got some money to make tomorrow,”. spike smiled up at you, “drinks tomorrow?” he said, causing you to pause in walking to your bedroom.

you turned to look at him over your shoulder, grinning, “only if you’re paying,”

the crew had collected a decent amount of money from the bounty, the sum being spent between the four of you, and ed received spending money out of each of your amounts. 

your newfound--and most likely short-lived--wealth was being spent at the bar, spike sitting on the stool next to you. “another round please,” spike raised his hand slightly, the bartender nodding. your cheek was on your hand, your arm leaning on the countertop as you faced spike. 

“you wanna know why i’m such a good kisser,” spike leaned next to your ear, whispering. you laughed softly, raising one eyebrow, “who said you were a good kisser?” you teased. the bartender poured more vodka into your two shot glasses, spike asking for a small bowl of cherries.

“you know i’ll let that dig slide,” he smirked at you, “only cause you look so good,”. you blushed at spike’s words, regaining your composure, “not to bad yourself, spiegel,” you smiled softly. the bartender placed a small glass bowl of cherries next to spike, spike uttering out a short thanks.

“back to my amazing kissing skills,” he said confidently, causing your smile to grow. “watch this,” he said, staring you intently. he took one of the cherries, the stem held in between his thumb and pointer finger. he popped the fruit into his mouth, only the stem held in between his fingers.

“now for the main event,” he smiled, placing the cherry stem on his tongue. he closed his mouth, still staring at you, his eyes twinkling. you could see his cheeks moving, his tongue tying the cherry tongue into a knot. 

he stuck his tongue out, his words jumbled, “see? told you,”. spike stuck his tongue back in his mouth as you muttered, “oh shut up,” attaching your lips to his. the kiss took spike by surprise before he melted into it, his hand falling to your waist. you pulled away, smiling at spike before sticking out your tongue, the cherry stem on your tongue. “see?” you drawled, mimicking spike.

the night ended with spike hiking up your dress in one of the bathroom stalls, his cock pushing into your warm walls. 

you woke up with a blasting headache, the alcohol from last night coming back in full-swing. you groaned, sitting up in your bed, your head in your hands. begrudgingly, you made your way to the kitchen.

the bebop was unnaturally quiet, ed’s laughter wasn’t sounding throughout the living room, nor was faye’s ridiculing tone. you walked into the kitchen, spike sitting at one of the stools at the island. 

“where is everybody?” you asked, pouring yourself coffee from the pot. “jet is at the bank making an investment or some dumb shit like that, faye’s at the casino, and ed,” he paused for a moment, “i don’t know where ed is,”.

you laughed softly, “she always finds her way back here so i’m not too worried,”. you groaned quietly, rubbing at your forehead. “hangover?” spike questioned, to which you nodded. “mrs. cherry stem can’t hold her alcohol then?” spike teased. you just shook your head with a soft smile, “fuck off,” you joked, standing up and opening the kitchen cabinets in search for advil.

“if anything,” you started, finding the advil and popping open the container, “you’re mr. cherry stem, you started that bullshit,”. you put the advil container back away walking over to the stool you were sitting in. 

“i thought you’d be glad i started it, i mean from the way you were yelling my name in the bathroom last night,” he raised his voice an octave, taking on a more nasally tone, “spike! spike!”. you shoved him in his shoulder, spike mocking hurt as he clutched his shoulder with a pouted lip.

“you know you really shouldn’t take advil, doesn’t help much,” he said plainly, taking a sip from his coffee. “i have a much better hangover cure,” he proclaimed, standing up from his seat. you couldn’t help but smile as you watched him shuffle around the kitchen, pulling out a multitude of items.

when he had finally gathered everything, he pointed his finger at you, raising and eyebrow as he tried to contain a smile. “now watch very closely, i’ll only teach you this once,”. you laughed softly, raising your hand to your forehead in salute.

“raw egg yolk,” spike said, cracking the egg into a bowl, your upper lip curling in disgust. “bear with me,” he chuckled. he grabbed the yolk with a spoon, separating it from the egg whites. he placed it into the glass, smiling at you. 

“pepper,” he said, sprinkling the seasoning from the canister on top of the egg yolk in the glass. “now for my favorite part,” he celebrated, grabbing the bottle of gin, pouring some of the liquid into the glass.

“why do i feel like this is gonna make me more drunk if anything,” you sighed, laying your head on your arms as you watched spike. he smiled, “would that really be that bad?”. you chuckled in response, looking over at spike as he grabbed the hot sauce with a proclamation, “last ingredient!”.

“and there you have it, my speciality, a prairie oyster,” he cheered, pushing the glass over to you. “spike,” you began to complain, drawing out his name. “jus’ try it! it works wonders, promise you,” he reassured you. 

“if i die, i’m haunting you in the afterlife,” “i’d welcome it,”. you grabbed the glass, lifting it to your mouth, swallowing the entirety of its substance. “yuck,” you exclaimed after swallowing, sticking out your tongue. “they grow up so fast,” spike teased, causing you to smile over at him. 

“you want pancakes?” you asked, standing up from your stool as you moved throughout the kitchen, grabbing pancake mix from the pantry, blueberries from the fridge. “you know me so well,” spike said, standing up after you. he leaned on the wall, watching you mix the pancake batter.

“need some music,” he stated, grabbing his phone. dream by the pied pipers began playing through the speaker of his phone, spike’s arms wrapping around your waist as he nuzzled his face into your neck. “gonna make me burn myself,” you laughed, pouring the batter into the pan.

“dance with me then,” spike said, spinning you around. you gasped before smiling up at him. “may i have this dance?” he joked, curtsying. “you may,” the grin audible in your voice as you held out your hand.

spike grabbed your hand, pulling you close, his hands falling to your waist, your hands latching behind his neck. he hadn’t stopped looking at you, a soft smile still on his face. you shuffled around the kitchen, step-together-step, spike grinning now. 

“my pancake’s gonna burn,” you laughed softly, leaning up to give spike a chaste kiss before wiggling out of his hold. you walked over to the stove, grabbing the spatula and flipping the pancake over.

spike’s arms were around your waist once more, spike leaving soft kisses on your exposed shoulder, only a thin tank top strap covering the skin. “so clingy today, spike,” you teased. “jus’ wanna be close,” he mumbled into your skin. “s’alright,” you said softly, your cheeks flushing with heat.

you felt that familiar feeling clutch onto your heart, but you pushed it away, not wanting to recognize what it meant, not wanting to be reminded of its familiarity. 

faye’s voice broke you from the comfort of spike’s arms, “hello lovebirds,” she said, walking over to the kitchen island. “faye,” you reprimanded slightly, telling her not to go any further. she just laughed, raising an eyebrow at you as spike now stood further away from you. he paused the music on his phone, his eyes still lingering on your face.

“you can take the first one spike,” you said, placing the blueberry pancake on a plate and handing it to spike.  

you were sitting on your bed, your mini yamaha keyboard sitting in front of you. your fingers played different chords as you quietly sung along. a knock on your door broke you from your tranquility as you raised your voice, “come in,”.

the door slid open, spike standing behind it. “hey,” you said, smiling up at him. you hadn’t really talked since this morning, faye interrupting whatever moment was going on between the two of you. maybe it was a good thing that she had interrupted you. 

maybe you were getting to attached, maybe this was becoming more than just forgetting. was it more for spike? “y/n, hey,” spike waved his hand in front of your face breaking you from your thoughts. “sorry,” you muttered, “zoned out for a sec, what’d ya need,” you said, patting the bed for spike to sit down.

he sat, tracing his finger across your keyboard, “didn’t know you played,” he said, looking at you intently. “not very well,” you smiled, “plus it’s a mini keyboard, not much i can do with it,” “play something for me,” spike suggested.

“i’m really not very good spi-” “please?” he asked, and you couldn’t help but oblige. your fingers pressed on the simple chords, your voice adding onto the music.

“sweet creature,” you sung softly, “had another talk about where it’s going wrong,”. you continued singing, your fingers pressing the keys in accordance to the notes you were singing. you couldn’t look up at spike, embarrassment consuming you as your eyes remained glued to your keyboard.

unable to cope with the feeling brewing in your stomach, you lifted your hand away from the keyboard. you mustered up the courage to look up at spike, his cheeks flushed a light pink, “y-your voice,” his voice broke for a moment, and you could visibly see him swallow. his voice grew quieter, “it’s really pretty,”.

you both sat there in silence for a moment. you could see the slightest hint of hurt etched on spike’s face, but it wasn’t your room to question why. you just wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a hug and muttering a “thank you,” into his skin. 

you don’t know how long you remained that way, but eventually spike’s arms were clutching onto you, your body acting as his anchor. you were his anchor.

though the two of you had gotten distracted for a moment, spike had originally come into your room to ask if you wanted to go grab something to eat. you now sat in a booth at spike’s favorite ramen restaurant. “s’good huh?” spike smiled as he watched you slurp up noodles.

“why have i never been invited here before?” you chastised jokingly, “can’t believe you would hide something like this from me,” you said dramatically, grabbing more noodles with your chopsticks. “i’ll only come here with you from now on,” spike promised. you couldn’t help the way your heartbeat quickened at his words.

“they give free matcha ice cream after the meal too,” spike added. you dropped your chopsticks into your bowl, looking over at spike with a smile. “i think i’m in heaven,” you reasoned, spike laughing softly.

spike had asked for the ice cream to go, and the pair of you now walked around the city center, matcha ice creams in hand. you pointed out a boutique, you and spike walking inside. the store was full of jewelry, candles, and other random items. you scanned through the rings sitting in a jewelry case. 

your eye fell on a green aventurine ring, the jewel grabbing your attention.”the green one?” spike asked, turning towards you. you looked at him with a raised eyebrow, a soft smile on your face, “how’d you know?” you asked, looking back down at the ring.

“suits you,” he said, his shoulder brushing against yours, “get it,”. you shook your head, turning to look around the store, “blew most of my bounty money already, shouldn’t spend anymore,” you reasoned. “did i say you’d be paying?” spike said, almost as though it puzzled him that you thought you’d pay for your own ring.

“spike, i can’t let you d-” “quit being stubborn, grab the ring,” he interrupted, walking towards the cash register. you grabbed the ring, quickly following behind him. the cashier rang it up with a mumble of, “7 dollars and 37 cents”. spike handed her a 10 dollar bill before grabbing your hand and leading you out of the store.

he grabbed your hand, slipping the ring on your pointer finger, “s’pretty,” he murmured, looking back up at your face. “yeah,” you said softly, and before your brain could catch up, you were wrapping your arms around his body and pulling him in for a hug.

“thank you,” you mumbled into spike’s chest, the giving a short hum in answer.

though cacri had been a beautiful planet, you were glad to be somewhere with a beautiful beach. hot, white sand that toasted the soles of your feet, almost crystal clear water. you were lounging in a beach chair, an umbrella over your face. you were reading an old play titled blithe spirit, you had picked it up from a bookstore after the ramen date with spike.

you reasoned that you shouldn’t call it a date, feelings already being designated as non-acceptable. you sighed, pushing your sunglasses onto your hair. though spike was the reason for your inner turmoil, you couldn’t help but watch him splash ed with water. 

he had a huge grin on his face, and you could hear his laughter. your eyes raked further down his body, pausing on his abdomen before you turned your attention back to your book. 

“you brought food right,” you heard spike’s voice, lifting your head as you saw him jogging towards you. ‘mhm’ you nodded, leaning over your chair and tapping on the picnic basket.

“ohh yum,” spike cheered, pulling out the container of chocolate covered strawberries. “want one?” he said, holding the fruit out to you. you accepted with a smile, biting down on the chocolate covered delicacy. a small amount of juice dribbled down your chin, spike laughing softly at you.

“always so messy,” he sighed, his thumb collecting the strawberry juice before bringing the digit to his tongue and lifting it up. you could feel the heat in your cheeks, that familiar tingle spreading throughout your body. 

“bathing suit’s pretty on you,” he complimented, his eyes raking over your figure with a smirk. he bit the chocolate covered strawberry whole, placing the remains on the cover of the container. 

“thanks for the snack,” spike grinned, running back down towards the shoreline. jet groaned from beside you, flipping over onto his back. 

“you guys disgust me,” he grumbled.

jet and ed walked back to jet’s ship with calls of, “see you back on the ship,”. faye had spent the day at the casino, and you teased her slightly for it earlier in the morning when she discussed her plans for the day.

you and spike had crammed into his ship for the beach trip, and you found yourself attempting to stuff towels and a picnic basket into the tight area. eventually, you both were seated, spike’s ship lifting off. 

“heard this song the other day,” spike said, looking at you for a second before focusing his attention back in front of him. “search up hey lover by daughter’s of eve,” he said, tilting his head towards his phone that sat in the center console of the ship. 

you grabbed the device, typing in the song title. music flooded the speakers of spike’s ship as you smiled at his head bobbing along to the beat. “hey hey hey lover,” spike sung off pitch, causing you to laugh softly.

he smiled over at you, “s’ earth music,” he said, turning the volume down slightly. “from the 1960s or something, long time ago,” “s’neat,” you smiled over at him. spike’s hand fell back to the volume nozzle, the music growing louder once more. 

spike’s hand grabbed yours causing you to gasp softly. he closed your hand into a fist, using it as a makeshift microphone as he continued to sing off-key. “focus on getting us back to the bebop,” you laughed softly, pulling your hand from his hold.

you sought out comfort from spike, your hand grabbing his. you soon realized the gravity of your actions, planning to pull away, but spike’s hand softly squeezed yours. you let your hands rest latched together on the center console as the moon began its ascent in the night sky. 

spike had come into your room that night, his body snuggling against yours under the cover. your soft breaths became synchronized as his arm wrapped around your midsection, the pair of you drifting off into sleep

that morning when you woke up, spike was no longer next to you.

you couldn’t help but wonder what you had done wrong. did he realize you had fallen in love with him? did you even realize it? you shook away the thoughts, getting into your ship.

spike had ignored you the entirety of the day, rushing out of the kitchen once he had seen you. you had decided that you needed some weed, something to calm you down. you were using it as a coping mechanism. you hadn’t gotten high in a while, most of your time spent with spike. 

you had blanked out the entire flight there, your brain on autopilot. you set your ship down, pushing open the door as you stepped out of your ship. the bell on the dispensary door rang, the cashier giving you a soft wave which you returned with a smile. you grabbed rolling paper, and a small bag of bud, the cashier totaling the amount.

“thanks,” you said softly, pushing open the door. you walked back to your ship, your mind flooded with images of spike, overrun with worries. on a lighter note, the planet you were on for this next bounty was actually one you had been to before. 

there was a beautiful lookout area that you had gone to with faye, and in no rush to return to the bebop, you set your destination for the lookout spot.

you had only been at the lookout for about 30 minutes when you felt the first drop of rain hit your skin. “fuck,” you grumbled. you set the joint down onto the dirt, stepping on it before you rushed into your ship. the rain was hitting the windshield, your ship lifting off as you headed back to the bebop.

the rain seemed to worsen as you got closer to the bebop, the raindrops hitting your windshield sounding like pellets. you set your ship down on the landing strip of the bebop, groaning at the thought of having to rush inside. you prepared yourself for the feeling of the cold rain on your skin, pushing open the door of your ship.

you yelped slightly, rushing down the landing strip and towards the entrance gate, which to your surprise, was already open. a figure was rushing towards you, and you soon made it out to be spike. the ship had been set down in the water for the night, close to the harbor, the lamplights from the sidewalk lighting up spike’s face.

“where were you,” he yelled as he rushed over to you. “you didn’t care earlier,” you grumbled walking towards the entrance of the bebop. spike grabbed your hand, turning you back towards him. “i was worried about you,” he yelled over the sound of the rain, and you couldn’t tell if tears were forming in your eyes or if it was just the rain. 

“yeah?” you yelled, your voice shaky, “all i’ve been doing all fucking day is worrying about you!” you ennunciated the last word with a jab to his chest. the rain was still coming down hard, your eyes squinting. “i can’t-” your voice hiccuped, your throat feeling tighter, “c-can’t do this anymore, spike,”. 

spike eyes remained at you, his bottom lip under his upper one. “it was jus’ to forget right?” you continued at spike’s silence, “so it doesn’t matter,”. you turned back walking towards the entrance once more.

“wasn’t to forget,” spike yelled over the rain, walking towards you as you paused your movements. “i-i was so scared this morning,” his voice quieted for a moment and you had to lean in to hear him. “you were humming something in your sleep, some tune,” he paused, looking down at the floor.

“every thing reminded me of her, every whistle i heard along to the melody of a song, every hum along to a certain tune,” he was looking at you now. “b-but for once, th-this wasn’t her anymore. i didn’t think about her,” spike’s voice broke. 

“it was only you,” he finished. you responded in the only way you saw acceptable, your hands planting on spike’s cheek as you pulled him in for a kiss. “s’ only been you,” spike mumbled into your lips. “only you,” you mumbled back. the kiss grew more passionate before you both pulled away, breathless. “

“i’m sorry,” he said, pulling you into him, your face pressing against the wet fabric of his shirt. “just want you,” you hiccuped, tears falling down your face now. “i’m not leaving,” spike reassured you.

the rain cascaded over your bodies, the memories of a past love washing away along with it. as the sky cleared, the moon marked the creation of new memories. new love blossomed with the dew.

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Into The Stars(Cowboy Bebop x Female Reader) Part 4

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It turned out to be better than I thought. Amethyst didn’t end up being mad at me for Spike Spiegel not accepting my helping offer. She was sad, of course, but left it alone either way. You can’t force anybody to do something, right? Well, that's wrong in many ways, but I'll just leave it at that.

A couple days have passed since I last saw Spike. Genuinely, I was worried about the guy. He may be older than me, but I still worry about the people around me. Sometimes I’d wait in the café, hoping I'd see him. But he never came. I’d walk around town, hoping I'd see him with his crew or walking about. Didn’t see him then, either. 

I decided to give up. And today was a day I never wanted to remember. It’s that one day I plan to forget, but end up remembering once every year. After doing some work from home, it was time for me to head out and do what I usually do on a day like this. I sit at a bar, and drink.

I open the door to the usual bar I hang out at on this special day. The same old bartender that always holds pity in his eyes. He’s not particularly old, but he’s getting there. Those eyes hold that same pity once again as he watches me sit on the stool right across from him. 

“It’s that time of year, huh.” He says matter of fact. 

I nod. “The usual, please.”

A few seconds, and my whiskey with ice slides right into my hand. I don’t even hesitate, taking my first sip. “Come on, (Y/N). You can’t be doing this every year, it’s not healthy. It’s been a few years now, right?”

“Keep it. I don’t want to hear it.” I respond sharply. With those words, he shuts his mouth for the rest of the night. I take my time with the drink, slowly looking around the almost empty bar or catching glances at the tv. 

“Woah.” A low voice rings in my ears. “Never thought I’d see this.”

The day I was drinking away, and a man I really didn’t want to see at the moment was here. Especially after not seeing him for a couple of days, it really pissed me off. I glance at the green haired man, who sits on the stool right beside me.

“Didn’t think you were the drinking type.” He continues. “Something going on?” His voice sounded soft, caring even. Was he doing this just to spite me? Was this all a show just to piss me off even more?

I finally look away, taking another sip. But this time, I finished my whole drink. The bartender slides me another one. “It’s none of your business.” I snap.

I can feel him smirking at me as he sips his own drink. “Something really did happen.” He chuckles. “Was it for what I said? Oh God, have you been here every night since then?” He seemed shocked. Worried.

I scoff. “You wish. It just so happens to be a sad day.” I told him.

“A sad day, huh? I suppose everyone has those days.”

“Why are you here? Why are you even talking to me? Didn’t you say I was a… greedy, disloyal, and annoying as hell woman?” I decided to face him.

He had that innocent look again, like the day when I first met him. “Hmm? Oh… I wanted to apologize...for that. I realize you were just wanting to help me out. And I didn’t want you to get involved in my....war.” He quotes from the first time we met.

“Right. Now is not the greatest time to be making amends.” I turn away once again. It became silent between us for the rest of the night. Just drinking away our problems, bathing in the warm sensation from the drink and the jazz playing in the background.

It ended up being that time for the bar to close. I wasn’t drunk, but I was tipsy. Still stumbling off the stool and the walk to the door. I almost tripped at some point, but Spike's arm snaked around my stomach just in time to save my nose. I give him a small thank you, too embarrassed to actually look at him. I tried to sound cool all night, only to almost fall flat on my face before leaving…

He chuckles. “No problem.” 

We walked out of the bar, and I thought we were going to go our separate ways. Instead, I find Spike walking right next to me. “What are you doing? Go home.” I say.

He didn’t seem hurt by my words. Not even the words I said earlier that night. “I’m gonna make sure you get home safe.” 

“Oh, really? Gonna try to get in my pants or steal something from my home? Maybe even plan to steal from me later on.” I mumble. I clearly still didn’t believe the kindness he was showing.

Spike lit his fifth cigarette that night, laughing at my accusations. “Wow. I must’ve made you really angry.” 

“I told you, it’s just not a good day.”

“Mmm. Mind telling me what kind of day it is that’s making you so glum?” 

He kept his voice soft. It made my intoxicated body so warm, my shoulders relaxing around him. There’s hardly anyone I can relax my shoulders around, besides Amethyst, that is. 

“I’ll keep my problems to myself, thank you very much.” My body might be intoxicated, but my brain stays the same. 

“Oh, come on. You’re wanting to take my problems, so let me take yours.”

“Yeah, well...you didn’t really have a choice. I searched up everything about you.”

“Should I do the same for you, then?” We both lightly laugh.

“That’s impossible. I told you, I’m really good at researching things.”

“Yeah, and I got someone who's probably better than you.”

“You’ve got to be kidding.” I manage to crack a smile, looking up at his own smiling face.

“I’m an honest man.”

It became silent for a few more minutes, giving me time to think. “I appreciate your kind words… but my problems...are just too personal. Maybe when we know each other more.” I say kindly for once that night.

“You don’t think mine were personal?” He chuckles.

My eyes widened. “I guess… I didn’t think of that. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t sweat it. You’re the only one who knows about it, anyways.”

I face him once again with shock. “What? Not even your own crew?”

He shakes his head, taking time to think. “They aren’t the type to listen well.” He smiles, probably from a thought that came up in his mind.

“Well, you never know unless you try…” He nods, not saying anything to add on. “We made it. My home.” I look up at the tall apartment complex, searching for my window. “Thanks for walking me back. You made my sad day…less sad.”

“Glad to be of service.” He smiles kindly at me. His cigarette held hand waves at me as I walked towards the doors. 

My foot takes the first step, and everything goes into slow motion from that point onward. A loud explosion coming from above. Bright yellow and orange hues covering Spike and I, and everything else that was on the ground. On instinct, we both hunch over to cover our heads, listening to the shattering glass hitting the ground along with a few debris. I quickly look up, finding the explosion coming from my apartment that was now on fire.

“No!” I yell, running up the long steps to my home. I could hear another pair of footsteps behind me. Did Spike chase after me?

My mind was set on one thing. Only the sound of my heartbeat blaring in my ears. I was sure Spike was yelling at me to stop, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t…

I kick the door open, hot air brushing past my skin as I run through my home, finding something in particular. I couldn’t feel anything. I didn’t feel the tears rolling down my cheeks, my skin burning from the fire surrounding me, not even Spike grabbing a hold of me and tearing me away from my home.

I was so numb. Clutching the picture I managed to grab in one hand, while Spike held the other. He was taking me somewhere, running through the streets. I didn’t care where I was going. I didn’t care about anything at the moment. The picture being the only thing I’ll live for.

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“What? You brought her here?” I could hear someone speak. It sounded like an older man talking to Spike. 

We managed to get inside a building of some kind. I didn’t look at the outside, but the inside was all metal. It looked much like a ship. When we got inside, my legs gave out. Falling onto my butt, with my back against the cool metal. Spike tried to talk to me, but I couldn’t hear him. He seemed to have given up, walking to a room with other people.

I focused on the picture. Fire must’ve gotten to it as holes were on it in some places, black soot stained the corners. It was a little wrinkled from my clutch, but safe otherwise. 

“I’m so glad you’re safe…” I say aloud, looking at the six year old boy who was in the picture. He had the biggest smile I’ve ever seen. His eyes were open, the same color as mine. If anything, we looked so much alike.

A hand gently grabbing a hold of my shoulder makes me flinch. My shoulders instantly relax when I see Spike with his gentle smile. His eyes were so kind… haven’t I seen that somewhere before…?

“(Y/N)…” He looked like he was going to say something important, but his eyes traveled to the picture in my hand. “Who’s that?” He asks softly.

“My son.”

#anime #writing #story #cowboy bebop #jet black #faye valentine #ein the corgi #ein #radical edward #crew mentioned #spike spiegel #spike spiegel x reader #spike x reader #spike spiegel x female reader #spike x female reader #x reader #x female reader #reader #female reader #explosion #drinking #whiskey #sad days #son #son finally mentioned #sad #kindness #spike being kind #amends #fanfiction

[valentinesparda]

FOR THE VALENTINES DAY EVENT;

here is a rough bit of info for anyone coming to send in f/o letters!! i don't expect a letter for everyone on the list but it's a bunch to choose from and it also gives me an opportunity to outline relationships

YASHA -

the prince and member of the royal guard dynamic, yasha didn't believe he ever had a chance with callistus. they both spent years dancing around the subject until finally the two became secret lovers and ultimately secretly wed. though not an official wedding by any means amidst turmoil on gaea, the two are the only happiness each other has for the short bit of time they have left. that's okay, reincarnated, they find each other millions of years in the future.

[ callistus and yasha are married but the only people who know are asura, eventually mithra.

callistus's pronouns are they/them. masculine or neutral terms of endearment only. ]

SPIKE SPIEGEL -

spike and raine started off on the wrong foot, and being an assassin from a warring space gang isn't the best thing to tell to your new partner in crime. raine becomes a member of the bebop crew through happenstance and the two bicker around the others while maintaining a secret affair behind closed doors. neither would admit to being in love, but jet and faye are pretty sure that they are, what with the longing lovesick stares they give each other when they think the other isn't looking.

[ raine and spike are in a will they / won't they kind of dynamic, but they deeply care about each other.

raine's pronouns are they/them. neutral terms of endearment only. ]

VERGIL SPARDA -

after several years across the series as being "workmate "friends"", almost lovers, and eventually reuniting, vergil and gabriel get married after the events of dmcv. gabriel actually fell hard for the remnants of vergil as v, as well, which v was not expecting but accepted happilyin his own way. when reunited, as lovers, they are reserved and tend to keep their feelings to themselves, and very rarely actually express it. instead, they spend their time together bickering like old married couples with the few moments between of genuine happiness and love for the other, much to the dismay of the demon prince that has been co-using gabriel's body as a host for decades.

[ gabriel and vergil are happily married but refuse to be sappy about it.

gabriel's pronouns are they/them. masculine or neutral terms of endearment only. ]

CAIM & ANGELUS -

vine is the previously petrified pact partner to verdelet who has seemingly caught the eye of the mute prince and his own pact partner. an ancient dragon in human form themself, vine feels just as awkward about their feelings as you would expect, with angelus forming a protective bond with the other dragon that extends beyond simple pity, and caim feeling furiously protective of them for how small they seem to him. both agree silently that the best they can do for vine is to love them as they wish to be loved.

[ vine, caim, and angelus are in a newly budded poly relationship. caim is embarrassed by his emotions and angelus is fascinated by them. they all three love each other in their own way.

vine's pronouns are they/them. neutral terms of endearment only. ]

AJAY GHALE -

formerly a cia agent who suffered through the events on rook island, isaiah met ajay shortly after returning to california and became fast friends - and both of them fell even faster in love. they refused to admit to their feelings until deep into kyrati territory. they are both stumbling into a relationship as it is the one good thing they both have to hold onto, and ajay could not be more glad that izzy is with him during this time in his life.

[ izzy and ajay are in a fresh come-to-terms relationship off of the tail end of two years of close friendship. have fun with that. they have a young wolf named banana.

izzy's pronouns are they/them. masculine or neutral terms of endearment only. ]

SEPHIROTH -

LA74, now known as lav, is a shinra automaton experiment who functioned as SOLDIER's guard dog during the first class glory days. the mako that powers their body connects them to the lifestream and thus forces emotional growth onto the poor thing, and sephiroth watches with fascination and pity as they fumble through it entirely. by the time he learns his true parentage, he's hopelessly endeared to this being who has become something close to human throughout the years.

[ lav and sephiroth, while not dating in a formal sense, are close with each other and love the other in their own way. lav is still unsure about emotions and sephiroth has been pining for years.

lav's pronouns are they/them. neutral terms of endearment only. ]

ALUCARD -

amelia is the grandchild of walter with no family left but him. they were kept in the dark about monsters and myths for their whole life, and alucard was (and still is) incredibly amused by the fact that they shrugged off his abilities in trying to scare them as theatrical tricks. alucard saves their life on the whim of walter and seras when they die in the valentine attack, but some small part of him would have liked to have a bride. he loves them dearly in his own way and amelia is coming into their own as a fledgeling vampire.

[ amelia and alucard are functionally morticia and gomez addams, technically married by circumstance but incredibly in love.

amelia's pronouns are they/them. neutral terms of endearment preferred. ]

TRAVIS TOUCHDOWN -

the crownless king of santa destroy himself did not expect to fall in love with sylvia's closest assistant, but ass beatings be damned, if they aren't the cutest, sexiest, most feral little assistant he's ever seen. killian is mute but their actions definitely say more for themself than they ever could with their voice. rumor has it that travis has a little trick up his sleeve that he would like to pull, as the saddest and loneliest assassin this side of the ward....and he hopes that killian will say yes.

[ killian and travis have been together for a few years after a messy confession, and travis is toying with proposing.

killian's pronouns are they/them. neutral terms of endearment only. ]

THOMAS SHELBY -

the prince of small heath did not expect to fall in love with this former war nurse turned artist, but seeing the love they put into their paintings and the lengths they would go to to protect and heal the blinders and members of his family, thomas found himself deeply enamored with them. which is good news for aubrey, who had been pining for him for several years after moving to birmingham after the war and suffered through what they assumed to be an arranged marriage between the two just for their family brewery. thank god their service dog likes him.

[ aubrey and thomas, married, finally accepted their love for each other after being 'officially' together for a year or two. the shelby family love aubrey as one of their own.

aubrey's pronouns are they/them. neutral terms of endearment only. ]

LORD DEATH -

vasily has been at deaths side since they parted ways with arachne 800 years ago. one of the first witches turned into a demon hunting weapon and subsequently possessed by a demon, vasily asked to be collared for the safety of others and death is the only one who can remove it. the only ones who know about the two are death the kid and dr. stein, and vasily is loyal to the lord for reasons even beyond their love for him.

[ vasily and death have secretly been lovers for 800+ years but front to everyone as lord and....secretary?

vasily's pronouns are they/it. masculine and neutral terms of endearment only. ]

#val.txt #yeet. for prosperity sake #otp: yet still alive #otp: wanna be yours #otp: my morning star #otp: spit it out #otp: heart shaped box #no otp tag for lav & seph yet theyre complicated #otp: death of me #otp: never let go #otp: am i awake #no death tag yet!!!! #long post

[neeji]

❤️❣️❤️ send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 💖✨💖✨

aaah thank u so much lisette, ana @gojosattoru & alex @spike-spiegels for sending me this!! 😊☺💗💗 i rly appreciate it, it always makes me happy when u guys send me these sweet asks >w< 💕💖💗💞 wishing u all a nice week ahead mwah 😙💕

#srry for the late reply btw hfksjd 😵 #💖 lovely mutuals 💖 #itadorii yuuji #gojosattoru #spike spiegels #answering swaggies

[whumpmatsus]

I messaged you about this but like aaaa I'm still stuck thinking about Osomatsu having a sort of "Spike Spiegel moment" with the church face-off scene where he gets away through the window after getting hurt pretty badly and aaahfhfhdhsh I want to hold Osomatsu and patch him up and tell him he's safe 😭 💘

OH SHOOT I totally forgot to reply to that!! ;w;

I haven't seen this anime and don't know the character, BUT I can guarantee you something like this has absolutely happened to Osomatsu in the Puzzle Pieced AU!

with Tougou doing absolutely nothing because he's a piece of shit

just like imagine picking a time to meet up with your boyfriend in this random alley (~in secret ooooo the scandal~)

and it's twenty minutes past the time you agreed on and suddenly he comes shuffling over bruised and bloody and just pulls out a bunch of first-aid supplies he stole from the konbini

shoves them into your hands and is like "can you help me..."

makes pain faces when you put antiseptic on and put any pressure on the wounds

but he doesn't cry until you're done and take him in your arms and say "it's okay, you're safe now, you're with me"

then he completely falls apart

and of course doesn't mention it once the moment has passed, he's too tough to admit crying on his lover's shoulder because he's hurt and lonely and tired of being in a 'profession' that's going to get him killed someday

anyway, a long, slow kiss where he gets to have his hands on you will make it all better ❤️

#lillichae #answered #mod post #Puzzle Pieced #Osomatsu #HELLO HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME WRITE THIS WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS

[jeonjeonggukenergy]

Anti-Hero

summary ~ in search of wine at a party that’s so not your scene, you run into jungkook, the weeb from your film class, and become determined to learn just how much he lives up to his big reputation.

pairing ~ jungkook x reader

genre ~ fluff, light smut w/ more to come - college!au

wordcount ~ 1.7k

warnings ~ light smut, drinking/partying, mentions of dick?, basically just making out, feat. long hair jk :)))))

a/n ~ this is my first time posting a fic!!! costume idea inspired by @ddaenggtan‘s iconic weeb-ass jk in chasing butterflies lol, and I got the idea to write this in general from wondering what a scenario like @joonbird​‘s literally flawless fic passionfruit would be like from the opposite perspective bc I kept reading it (and rereading it...and rereading it...) and loving the connection but I’m much more like joon in that au than the reader oooop. anyway thank you to all the writers on here whose work i have loved and my friends who have encouraged me and made me bold enough to embrace such a fun new creative outlet xxx u know who u are :’)

next: chapter 2 | chapter 3 | chapter 4 (coming soon!) 

~ read on ao3 ~

CHAPTER 1 ~ dress up

You never intended to end up at this Halloween party. You didn't even know who to expect to see here, other than your roommate's friend from high school, the host, who had invited y'all as a package deal even though she knew you didn't really do parties. At least not ones like hers, where every bedroom ended up occupied by the end of the night and nearly no one went home alone. Thrilled to break out of your lame group of friends for a taste of flirtation and fun, you tried to relax into the scene but the unspoken expectation of casual sex intimidated you the tiniest bit.

Speaking of casual sex, there was Jungkook.

Used to admiring him from afar in your "14 Films To See Before You Graduate" class, you paused to take in the sight of him in what you supposed was a more natural habitat. Everyone knew Jungkook got girls, thanks to the rumor his first freshman-year hookup had started about his seriously impressive dick. He had a beautiful body too, carefully crafted muscles obvious even beneath his usual baggy black clothes, so as the more intimate rumors spread and various co-signers confirmed every detail from length to curve to (you had always hated this word, but...) girth, getting a piece of all that became a badge of honor among the girls in your grade. You had never really understood how the awkward boy who hid manga under his desk in class could supposedly be such a sex symbol, but you almost felt bad for him. That kind of reputation following you around everywhere couldn't be all fun and games. If anything, though, it had intrigued you even more about the rest of him, all his little weeb quirks and the way he debated your points in the discussion boards like he actually cared. He wasn't exactly studious in general, but he clearly loved film and you enjoyed speaking up in class just to see how he would jump off of your observations. You hadn't really talked to him other than that, but he didn't seem to be talking to anyone else tonight either. From the corner, you let yourself appreciate the way his nervous hands tugged at the skinny black tie of his costume, freeing more of his throat from a thin yellow button-down shirt.

At least you no longer felt overdressed in your Nancy Drew outfit. The retro headband, brown loafers, and bookish plaid knee-length skirt set a much more sophisticated tone than most other ensembles you'd seen, but Jungkook's weeb ass had basically worn a full suit to channel Spike Spiegel from Cowboy Bebop. With his grown-out hair tousled and a navy pinstripe jacket cinched tight with two strips of electrical tape over his tiny waist, you couldn't deny that he rocked it. He leaned against a long plastic table left in the hallway, bobbing his head to the music in the next room and adjusting the too-slim suit pants around his thick thighs. His translucent cup stayed hidden behind a hip until he raised it quickly to his face for another sip of...red wine? Probably Franzia, knowing tonight's crowd, but anything was better than beer. You made a beeline for the one boy with taste at this party, your sole mission now to get wine drunk, sneak some Usher throwbacks on this playlist, and drop it low enough to leave some dude hard on the dance floor. #wastehistime2019, yknow.

"Hey!" You got his attention, grabbing the hand with the cup before he could lower it out of view again. His eyes grew comically wide and his mouth formed an "o" in shock before you demanded "Where is the wine?" and he pressed his lips back into a line, stuttering.

"I-I-I'm sorry, I just brought a bottle because the beer here sucks but I think it's all gone by now, I tried to hide it but yeah anyway you can have the rest of this one if you want though." Wincing at his own ramble, he ruffled the retro pouf of his hair with one hand and proffered the plastic cup in another. Both actions highlighted how pretty his hands were and you were just slightly tipsy enough to thread your fingers over his in the also-pretty black waves falling over his yep-still-just-as-pretty cheekbones.

"Aw, it's okay, I don't want to take your wine. No more liquid courage for me," you grinned, dotting the lightest kiss on his nose. It was an innocent gesture, but as your face naturally lowered so your noses touched, leaving your lips centimeters away from each other, something snapped—in him.

His wine discarded on the table, a hand curled around to clutch your ass and you practically felt his tongue before you felt his lips. Slamming your body abruptly into his, he nudged a thigh between your legs to grind it up on your center and as your arm got caught between your bodies, the tension you sensed filling his frame gave you pause. You pushed him away gently but firmly with the hand already flattened against his rock-solid abs. Looking down at the slight space restored between y'all, you removed his hands from his hair and your ass and laced them in yours to guide him back against the wall.

"I...what was that?" you almost giggled. You definitely weren't trying to laugh at him, but you couldn't hide your surprise at this first potential proof of his fuckboy reputation.

"I'm—" his whole face crumpled, both from the simple sting of your seeming rejection and the possibility that he had broken a boundary or forced himself on you against your wishes, which made him so sick he could barely face you. Squirming under your light hold but not quite resisting, he rambled again: "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to force myself on you or anything, don't worry I would never try anything if you didn't want to, I just figured we might as well get to the point if you did because, uh...when girls touch me like that or even talk to me at these things it's pretty much always just because they...want to."

"Jungkook," you breathed, pulsing your hands over his in reassurance. He squeezed his eyes shut, still distraught, and when they opened, you had craned your neck to meet his averted gaze.

"I never said I didn't want to."

His eyes widened again. "Uh...uh...then..." he trailed off, never having needed to directly proposition a girl like this before. He really had been inexperienced before the rapid escalation of college, and was at a loss for how to get to the good stuff from here via anything more eloquent than a rushed "Wanna fuck?" You shook your head silently, nose grazing his again, and let go of one hand to cup his face with care, like he was something precious you were scared of breaking.

"What? You want to get right to fucking me?" you murmured into his ear. He shivered at hearing you curse for the first time, freed from the constraints of class discussions and closer than he ever guessed you'd get to him. "Is that really what you want? Or is it what you think I do? Because if it's alright, I think I want something better. For you."

You pressed a new kiss to his nose, only slightly stronger than the one that had started all this. He held his breath and his untouched, open mouth trembled as you scattered soft introductions of your lips across his forehead, to his temples, over the scar that sliced his cheekbone. Finally inhaling a skittery heave of your shared air as you passed closer to his lips, he forced it back out in frustration when you ducked away to nudge under his jaw instead. Returning your hand to his hair, you grinned, enjoying the spike in his pulse under your thumb and skipping the tip of your tongue lightly over his neck right up to the earlobe. You lifted the choppy ends of his waves away from the dangly silver hoop they hid, tensing the strands just slightly between your fingers in an inability to hide your glee. Something told you this was going to drive him crazy.

Taking a slight detour to suck his pierced lobe between your lips, you responded to Jungkook’s low moan of surprise by wedging your tongue through the first oversized hole and letting your teeth clatter over multiple rings of metal. He was trying so hard to stay pliant under you, but the tease of slight pain in a new and unusual spot made him want your mouth more, anywhere he could get it. No one had ever spent this much time tracing so few inches of skin.

And so many girls had buried his face in their necks, craving evidence of an encounter with the Jeon Jungkook, that a strange kind of empathy caught him off guard when you showed him how good it could feel to receive. You connected your lips to the hollow right under his ear, feeling the tendons stretch as his head lolled away from you. Working him through a cascade of light gasps, you stepped away satisfied once you had sucked a dark bloom to the surface. He watched you leave with his mouth agape and chest heaving, unable to believe you could just walk away with a wave and a "See you in class!"

But you did, and he would.

"Shit!" he swore, a shaky hand darting straight to the spot. Now he had to keep his hair long for at least another two or three days. If he showed up to discussion on Monday and had to watch you admiring your work on his skin, he would probably just die on the spot. And that would not be very Spike Spiegel of him.

next chapter

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