#not picture is my puffy eyes after crying because I finally got to talk to my parents this week

[ningvory]

troublemaker — huh yunjin

cw: teacher x student, brat reader, mean yunjin, public sex, fingering, facesitting (y. receiving), pussy eating (both receiving), degration, overstimulation, cum eating, dacryphilia, humiliation kink, mentions of gp chaewon, she takes 1 picture of you and sends it to chae, not rlly proofread..

word count: 1.1k

anon ask? yes!

“so..where’s my homework, y/n?” your professor, yunjin questioned you. her eyes were looking you up and down through her glasses with a small smirk on her face.

it was about 5 minutes after class ended, her last class of the day which happens to be your last class. she always tells you to come see her after class, in which you always do but you never know her reasons to why. you clearly show that you honestly don’t care for what she has to say and her stupid homework assignment.

which is what you’re doing now, standing infront of her desk with your body resting on your right hip, lollipop in your mouth full on knowing that no candy is allowed in her classroom, and your hand is tapping away at your phone and it’s audible that you’re texting someone due to your phone ringer being on. your just ignoring her question and her lingering stare on your body.

“i’m talking to you, y/n.” her voice is more stern, causing you to roll your eyes and turn your phone off. your eyes finally meeting hers for the first time today.

“look, i don’t have your stupid assignment, kay?” you say, tone harsh and sarcastically smiling at her.

“watch your tone with me.” yunjin states, eyes darkening and walking towards you.

“hah. make me.” you say, looking up at her eyes. doubting that she would actually do anything. it’s not like she ever did do something whenever you broke her rules or gave her attitude.

but suddenly your body was pushed down to her desk, before taking your skirt and panties off.

“wh-what are you doing?” you question her trying to raise your body up but to no avail.

“teaching you a lesson. now be a good slut and take it.” she says before kneeling down and immediately sucking on your clit making you let out a surprised moan.

you were trying to find anything to grip onto, any coherent thought completely vanished from your mind and only incoherent words that were cut off by your moans and whines spilled out of your mouth. you hands were tangled in her hair, trying to pull her head impossibly closer to you cunt, not caring if she was suffocating but you doubt she cared from the way she was moaning into your cunt.

“not stopping until your fucked completely dumb and overstimulated, pretty.” yunjin mutters before diving right back into your cunt, nothing but her slurps and your whines filled her classroom.

she hums against your dripping cunt, tongue deep in your hole and her nose nuzzled right against your clit. your moans and whines were like music to her ears, it excites her that she’s got you this submissive for her. she knows that you’ll sound even prettier when she splits your tight cunny with her strap-on.

“you like this you whore don’t you?” she pulls away before she plunges two of her fingers deep into your cunt making you squeal.

it’s not like you can answer her with a complete coherent sentence. but yunjin’s too impatient to wait for you to form a sentence. “got you too dumb to speak already, dummy?” she taunts, landing a harsh smack to you clit, making you jolt and moan.

yunjin leans back into your drooling cunny, placing sloppy kisses onto your clit before she sucks on your puffy clit once more.

you start to grind your hips onto her face until she pins your hips down.

“ah! yunjin—g’na cum!” you moan before cumming all over her face.

she didnt seem to care that your cum was dipping from her chin and on her table because once your vision turned backed to nomal, she’s latching her mouth onto your juicy cunny once more.

“no! n-no more please, i-i’m sorry!!” you cry, tears falling down your face and desperately pushing her head away from your overstimulated cunt.

she moans into your cunt from the way you tug at her hair but ignored your pleads, forcing your legs that were closing in on her head open. continuing to swirl and suck on your bundle of nerves.

you can’t do anything but to sit there and take all that she’s giving you, body too weak and nothing but moans were coming out of your mouth.

she sucks all on your cunt, drinking up all the cum before pulling away with a loud pop!

she finally stands up from her kneeling position. pulling her pencil skirt down and her soaked panties off.

“your so cute when your an obedient slut that’s not being a lil troublemaker.” she mocks before climbing up your body.

“i fucked you so good it’s only right to return the favor, right?” yunjin asks, letting you nod your head, looking up at her with nothing but lust.

she giggles before sitting completely down on your face, all of her weight landing on you. and you to work immediately, arms wrapping about her legs and letting her roll her hips onto you face.

“you’re such a good slut when someone fucks it into you.” yunjin moans, rocking her hips slowly into your mouth.

she began to squeeze your head in between her plush thighs when your nose hits her clit everytime she rolls her hips into you. she begins to grip on your hair, hips rolling quicker from the pleasure, “fuck! just like that, s-so—fuck! so good for me,” she moans.

“what would y-your friend, chaewon think about—ngh!— think about you getting bitched by your professor?” she questions you, making you moan into her dripping cunt, hips jolting up into the air. “fuck, she’d probably cum in her pants just from watching me use your pretty lil’ face. i see the way she looks at you, hiding her boner,” she continued through staggered breath.

“oh fuck!” she moans loudly, her back is arched, squeezing her legs around your head, “r-right there! holy shi—”

she cums all over your face, slowly grinding her dripping cunt down onto your face until she finally gets up and lets you breathe.

yunjin sits down on your tummy, grabbing your phone before forcing you to unlock it. she does a few tapping before she smiles at you, “smile for the picture,” she says as the camera flashes. creating a photo of your face covered in globs of her cum and tear stains.

“let’s see what your pervy little friend chaewon thinks of this.” she says as she types something up on your phone before you hear the sending message.

“we should do this more often, only next time. bring chaewon over so i can fuck the both of you dumb.”

#♡.yunjin #♡.lesserafim #♡.nabi’s asks #wlw smut #le sserafim yunjin #le sserafim x fem reader #le sserafim smut #yunjin smut #huh yunjin smut #kpop smut

[formula1blog]

Take me back to the night me met

Part 1- Traitor

Part 2- You are here

Part 3- I bust the windows out your car.

Ex Charles Leclerc x Singer Fem!Reader

Summary: Charles faces the consequences of his actions. You both look back at your relationship.

wc: 1272

With the McDonalds in your hands the three of you drove off to the Hotel in Nice where Pierre and Kika were staying.  "Was it something I did. Am I not good enough?" You had broken down the moment you exited Monaco. Stuffing fries in your mouth you hoped to stop the crying. "Don't say that, you didn't do anything wrong. Sometimes people just want to ruin a perfectly good thing and that will never be your fault. Remember that." she stroked your shoulders in encouragement to help calm you down. 

"Did he say anything to you Pierre. Anything that would have led to this." You cried out. His heart broke at the sight of you. "I don't know why Charles would do this, but I will figure it out. From everything i heard that men was head over heels for you and I know that he did a future with you. I want to know what changed his mind and fucked everything up." Pierre sounded angry. He wanted to slap his friend in the head hoping he would find his brain back. How could he want to lose the woman he spent the last five years with? 

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A couple of kilometers away Charles had arrived at is apartment. The minute he saw the photos online he had booked a flight from Sicily and flew back to Monaco. He knew he couldn't explain it over call. He knew you would hang up on him or don't even pick up the phone. He couldn't blame you. 

He did have a work meeting planned but it got cancelled last minute. Some of is colleges had invited him to the yacht part and he couldn't say no. He forgot to tell you about the change of plans. He also forgot how much alcohol he had consumed and after he knew it he had fucked up everything that had happened the last five years. He knew the alcohol wasn't an excuse, but he did regret everything. He didn't plan for this to happen. 

When he opened up the door he was taken back by the cold sfeer of the home. He knew that you left. He felt it. Walking through the apartment he saw that your things were missing. The bookshelf was almost fully empty, only his own books were still placed on the dark wooden shelf. Plants were missing and he didn't see your guitar. Walking into the bedroom he saw the closet only filled with his clothes. Some of your pieces were on the ground, probably not able to pack them in your bags. Tears felt his eyes as he screamed his lungs out. "Putain, fuck, fuck, fuck. No, please don't leave." he slid to the ground as he put his knees to his chest. 

His eyes were puffy and red by the time he finally managed to calm himself down a bit. The tears were dried to his face by the time he looked up from the ground. His eyes landed on the picture on the nightstand. It was you two together at his first Monaco grand prix. He love that picture more then anything and right now he wanted to smash it to pieces. 

He didn't know what to do. He needed someone to talk too, but he knew he didn't have anyone. He had seen a note on the table from Pierre, saying that he didn't have to call because he wouldn't pick up. He couldn't talk to his family, they would only scold him for this. As he deserved. The only option he had was Max. Before he knew it he had walked out of his apartment and towards the Dutchman's home. Hoping he would have good advice for him. 

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Pierre looked up at the sound of his phone ringing. A confused  look  made a way on his face when he saw that it was Max verstappen calling. That didn't happen often anymore. "Hello Max. What is it?" the other side of the phone was silent and Pierre taught maybe it was a butt dial. He waited for ten seconds more before the dutch man started to speak. "Hi, Sorry. Can you please tell me what is going on. Charles is crying on my couch and I don't know what to do." 

Pierre's heart broke a bit knowing his friend was in pain, before remembering that he was the one that caused all of this to happen." Charles thought that it was a good idea to go and kiss another woman, that isn't his girlfriend. I think he right now comes to terms with his actions." He explains to the world champion who lets out a heavy groan. "Why did he do that. Why is he acting like it isn't his fault? He does keep asking about her, so please just tell me you know where Y/N is." Pierre tells him that he had picked you up the moment he figured out and that you were right now crying your heart out to Kika. "Please get to know why he did it?" 

"Who was it?" Kika asked her boyfriend. "Max. Charles is in his home crying his heart out because of his stupid actions." Your head snapped up by the sound of Charles. Was he sad?  Good he deserved to be. He is the one that screwed everything up. "What an ass whole is Charles. His red flag is redder than his Ferrari."

As if it was on cue your phone started ringing. It was Charles. Charles Leclerc the man who broke your heart was trying to reach out for you. "Don't pick up. Let that man hurt." Kika grabbed the phone out of your hand. He tried another time and again, before starting to text you. Messages were filling your inbox so fast that you wanted to know what he was saying. "Just let me read them. I won't answer."

Charles<3

-I am sorry

- Please just pick up the phone

- Can we talk

- I didn't mean for this to happen

- I love you Cheri

- Please, just talk to me

- I can explain

-> read

- Don't leave me

- We didn't built all of this for nothing

- I can see that you read them

- J'taime

- Cherie please

- Y/N please just let me explain myself

- promise it is not what it looks like

Your heart ache with the feeling that maybe it was all fake. Maybe it didn't happen. "I just wished this never happened. That this was all some kind of nightmare and that I woke up with him next to me. I want to go back to the moment that I met him and do things differently, hoping he doesn't end everything. Why can't it be like the past." You sniffled.  You think back about how you met Charles. It was the end of 2017. You had been lost in the mall of Monaco and asked a stranger for help. That stranger turned out to be Charles Leclerc, the formula 2 championship winner. You had been in love the minute your eyes landed on him, it being the same for him. You were both young, but knew that you wanted to spend time with each other. At the end all of it was for nothing. 

All that time you spent together. The dates, the conversations, the sacrifices. It was all for nothing. Just because he had to ruin it by kissing another woman. You hated him for that. That he threw everything away that you had worked for. You want to be hurt the same way that you were feeling right now. You smile a bit when you get an idea in your head. "The positive look from this is. I finally have the inspiration to write a new album. And it is going to be completely dedicated to the man who broke my heart."

Part three is coming

#charles leclerc x reader #cl16 #charles leclerc 16 #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc imagine #f1 #formula 1 #kika gomes #pierre gasly #Charles leclerc #f1 imagine

[tuwlips]

❝ And I'll be right here when

wake up, Right by your side❞

Body half hurt from laying on your left side for too long. Track of time forgotten. 1:31 am. Have to wake up at 7:30 am. Sit at the same boring study table, zoning out and getting up after 2 hours of just staring at the books, not memorizing a single word.

All day spent inside these four walls. Only time you leave is when you have practice exams at your tuition classes. As soon as you step foot inside the class, you wanna go home. Sitting for the exam, you start missing your boring study desk.

Drops of tears on the dry and empty exam papers. Pulling out your mask and putting it on so no one sees you crying.

I wanna go home.

2:15 am.

Still no sign of sleep. Just blurry vision as tears after tears swell up and fall down on either side as you lay flat on your back on your empty bed.

When did it get this lonely?

Mindlessly scrolling through pictures on the internet. Viewing people's story. 10+ unanswered dms. That one friend telling you all about the exciting things happening to her.

“I'm getting a haircut today. Ooh! And also a new haircut. *inserts picture* It's going to be like this. I'm so excited!”

“Going to have picnic with co-workers! My job is the best.”

"DID I TELL YOU I'M GOING TO BE WORKING AS AN ASSISTANT FOR A CELEBRITY MODEL?”

“I'm SO excited! I'm going to see the movie today!!”

Ah yes, the new movie. You were excited too. So happy that you were looking forward to see it forgetting all about the upcoming long exams.

- That's great

[Sent]

Replying to texts when you don't even want to open them. Just so you don't seem rude a few extra words and some emojies.

The door to the room creaks open. He slowly walks in. Careful not to wake you up.

Wake who up? You weren't even asleep.

He slowly got in bed beside you. Hugging your waist and pulling you closer. You try your best not to make a sound and cry silently.

But the heavy rise and fall of your chest and he knew you weren't as peacefully asleep as he hoped you would be.

“Why are you still awake?”

No response.

“It's almost 3 am. I know you're awake. Why aren't you-

You sit up on the bed.

“I don't want to sleep.”

Wet cheeks getting more wet from the new flowing tears. All everyone ever tells you these days is to eat, sleep, take breaks and study. You're tired of it. You're tired of everyone and everything. Exams aren't helping, no one is helping. Loss of confidence, feelings of loneliness. Seeing others your age going out and having fun. Doing the latest trends. Earning money. Even one of your classmates went to see the new movie despite the upcoming exams. She went with her sister. Your sister lives miles away from you. You didn't tell Nanami because he's an actual busy man unlike you, who sits on the same dull spot everyday and just zones out.

I can't do this anymore.

“Love, are you al-”

“I don't wanna talk about this.”

Voice broken from crying. You try your best to talk and suppress the ache in your throat.

“Let's just go to bed”

He grabs your hand and turns your face towards him. Puffy red eyes and disheveled hair. You looked more tired than him.

“Did you take a nap after eating?”

You cry out more shaking your head.

“You woke up so early and then gave a 2 hour exam. You didn't rest after coming home?”

You didn't look at him. Just soft sniffles and tears.

He pushes your head gently towards his chest and holds you. Your soft cries was the only thing he heard in the dimly lit room. Rubbing your back with one hand and running his other one through your hair.

“Tell me.”

You cry harder burying your head in his chest.

“I'm here to listen.”

Your cries slowly soothe down.

“I'm sorry,” he says. “You've been feeling lonely haven't you?” You don't reply. Just your head on his chest, hugging him tightly. “I've been so busy, I didn't realize I was neglecting you. I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you-”

“It's not you!”

You finally meet his eyes with your red ones. Of course it's not him. It never was him. In fact, he's the only one helping you go through all this despite being stressed himself. You sometimes felt guilty for always being this needy for him. For always wanting him by your side. For always just... wanting him.

“It's everything and everyone around me. I just can't do this anymore. People my age are out there having fun and actually doing things, while I'm here all day everyday sitting in the same spot studying for meaningless exams which are draining me mentally and physically.”

Nanami listens to you intently as he always does. Gentle rubs on your back.

“I'm happy for my friends. I really am. It's just... I'm not feeling very happy at the moment so..”

You felt terrible for feeling that way. Feeling jealous of your friends who were having fun and doing things you looked forward to doing. You know it's not their fault but you can't control your feelings either.

“I feel like a cold hearted person."

More tears.

You said nothing and just laid down curling up, facing the other way. Wishing the tears would just stop.

A strong hand curling up around your waist pulls you closer to him. Gently caressing your hair and hugging you tightly.

Nanami knows your 'leave me alones' mean 'don't leave, stay.' He knows when you push him away, you want him to pull you closer. He knows when you don't 'want to talk about it' you actually want to say a lot about it.

“Sometimes.” his deep soothing voice which you find so comforting, so close against your ears . Hands still caressing through your hair. “Not feeling happy is okay.”

-

“Being envious of others doesn't make you a bad person. Everyone is always envious of someone. The people you see on the internet having a good time, they're also envious of someone or something. Doesn't mean they're a bad person. It's just.. natural feelings.”

“You're having a stressful time, and I understand. I understand your feelings. You don't have to push yourself and you are not a bad friend. Sometimes,” his rough big hands feel so soft when he's caressing your hair like this, while you hide away your face in the pillow.

“We just don't want to hear about other people's life, and it's totally okay. Does not mean you wish bad upon them or anything. It just means, you're not in a good mental state at the moment.”

“It does not make you a cold hearted person.”

“It makes you someone who's trying her best to do things right."

You turn around and burry your face in his neck while he holds you tightly.

“I'm just so tired Kento,” you cry into his chest. “I feel like I'm missing out on so much. People promise to make plans with me and then cancel last minute and make it with someone else.”

“You can make plans with me you know. How about we take a break tomorrow and go see that movie-” “I don't want to.”

You break away from his embrace and lay on your side, facing him. Your face. It looked so worn out. Nanami wiped the tears away and caressed your cheek.

“I won't be able to enjoy it plus it's not about just the movie.” “I know.”

He really does know.

Your phone beeped. A new notification.

But before you can reach for the phone, Nanami was quick to get it himself.

[Just finished watching the movie! OH AND I ALSO GOT MY HAIR CUT!! 🤭✨

*photo*

What do you think?]

He sighs.

"Who is it?"

Nanami simply switches off the phone and puts it on the bedside table.

"No one."

Deep down he knew you didn't want to reply to the message either. You thanked him in the back of your mind for not giving you the phone.

"Thank you."

3:45 am

His arms hold you tightly, face buried in your hair while you face the other way. Peacefully asleep in his embrace.

“I love you.”

He kisses your head.

“And I'm proud of you.”

His eyes closing slowly, taking in your scent.

I love you too

“Kento.”

“Hm?”

“Will you be gone when I wake up?”

“No.”

“I'll be right here when you wake up.

Right by your side.”

[Fanart is not mine. I found it on Pinterest. If you know the artist, let me know.] ♡

➛ And yes it is Nanami in the fanart in case you're wondering (⁠づ⁠｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡⁠)⁠づ

#nanami x reader #nanami kento #nanami kento x reader #jjk x reader #loving nanami #self indulgent #hurt/comfort #jujutsu kaisen nanami #nanami x y/n #loving nanami hours #comfort character

[buckgasms]

So I’ve been craving your content lately! So I was thinking princess and Bucky where princess is very sensitive, like she cries over the littlest things, is always scared to break a rule, she’s basically walking on egg shells trying to make sure she does everything right. I love your work!🎀

Omg bestiiiiiiiie!! This is princess to a T!!!

Most of the time she is ok because her Daddy takes it upon himself to make her feel happy and safe and perfect, but obviously some days it can't be like that.

Like imagine Daddy has had a really busy week so even though he has still been taking care of his best girl, he's just too tired to keep his eyes open after sex and he gets up mega early the next morning without giving you as many kisses as usual.

So you lay in bed for a little while after leaves and even though you shouldn't you can't help but cry at the thought of him being mad at you.

And maybe he didn't leave his usual note of to do lists, so you cry again because even though you know he loves you and he's very busy..... It's just very upsetting.

You try and pull yourself together. What is normally on the list? Shower, tidy up, eat... Um... Pick an outfit.... Your mind goes blank. No idea what to do with yourself.

Maybe you should call him? You held your phone in your hand, staring at the picture of him on your lock screen. Your eyes welled up again because what if he was disappointed with you? What if you disturbed him and he got cross? You'd have to make do by yourself.

Tears tracked down your cheeks as you pulled on a pretty dress and it made you feel a bit better. You realised it's taken you over an hour to have this meltdown so you traipse out of the bedroom and try to find some food. You try toast to settle your nerves, but you burn the bread and set off the alarm.

It's all just too much, so you run into the bedroom and climb into Bucky's big wardrobe in the hope that you can just disappear.

🌸

Unbeknownst to you, Bucky has an alert that goes off if anything goes wrong with the apartment, so of course he sends a message to someone to check out the fire alarm, figuring it's nothing important, maybe you just burnt the toast again?

After 10 minutes he gets a call. The smoke alarm is off, but.... You aren't there. Bucky's stomach drops and he rushes up from his seat and heads down in the lift. The security guard says you haven't left, but the worry in his mind sends his imagination reeling.

He storms through each room in a panic, calling for you. Finally he heads into the bedroom and sees the sliding wardrobe door slightly open, a little bit of pink fabric sticking out.

Relief washes over him as he kneels down and slides the door open a little wider. His heart melts as he sees you curled up on the floor, wrapped in one of his jackets, your eyes puffy and face sore from rubbing your tears.

"Babygirl, what's wrong?" He coos leaning in a little and offering you his hand. Your eyes go wide, then fill with tears again as your sobs wrack your body.

"No... No I didn't want to bother you.... I'm sorry Daddy....please don't be mad..." You retreated to the back of the wardrobe and pulled his jacket tighter around you.

"What are you talking about Princess?" He asks softly, shuffling closer to you but still giving you plenty of space. Every instinct in his body screaming out to take you in his arms, but knowing you probably need some space for the moment.

"I was bad wasn't I? Made you cross? I didn't have my list... Tried to be good but then the alarm went off...." You descended into more tears and he couldn't help but smile at how fucking sweet and soft you were.

"Oh princess..." He scooches in a little closer and you can't help but crave his touch, even if you think he might be mad. He just smells so good, and feels so good. You lean against him and he wraps his arms around you, soft hand gently stroking your hair as you cry.

"Babygirl, I'm not mad at you at all... I'm so sorry I made you think that. I've always got time for my Princess..." He rubs circles in your arms and presses a kiss to your temple.

"m'sorry Daddy. I just got worried I made you mad and then I didn't know what to do. Then the alarm went off and it was so loud and I thought I'd be in more trouble...."

He pulls you into his lap and kisses your forehead before kissing down your cheeks, then to your pretty lips. "The only person who's been bad here sweetheart is me..." You pull away and look at him with wide eyes.

"You've been bad?" You whisper, biting your finger as he nods solemnly. "I didn't take care of my best girl, and now she's upset and worried. I figure that's pretty terrible don't you?"

You let out a giggle as he pinches your chin and pulls you in for a soft kiss. "Let's get out of this wardrobe and we can discuss my punishment hey baby?"

#daddy!bucky #princess!reader #💌 #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky imagine #bucky fluff #darling nonnie #bucky barnes fluff

[0yuri-chan0]

~ Promise Me ~

No because I didn't realize how down bad I am for Simon Petrikov 👍 but its honestly okay. So @adeilmidnight said "Kinda want a part two." So they gave me a amazing idea! Why not write about the night when Simon Petrikov came crawling into your arms when Betty was mangled into a monster! I'm such a genius. So if you read 'Loveless night' first its fine this one I'm just going into more detail. Enjoy!!

Paring - Simon Petrikov x Gn reader

Warnings - none

Genre - Angst and fluff (Like in between the two)

Bang, Bang the sound of knocking coming from your front door woke you from your slumber. You sat up in the bed as the sound got more desperate. Bang! Bang! Bang! Who would be knocking at your door in a middle of a storm especially at 3:24 in the morning this was sure to fuck up your sleep schedule. And of course you had a forbidden nap today so it was already fucked to begin with. Pounding on your door snapped you out of your train of thought. A groan escaped your lips as you swung your legs out of bed and slip on your slippers.

You walk down the stairs step after step the banging growing louder when you finally made it down the stairs. Bang! Bang! "Okay okay I get it!" You swung the door open seeing no other then Simon Petrikov. Or should you say the guy you had the biggest crush on but couldn't act upon anything because he was with Betty. Of course you wouldn't have him cheat on Betty with you so you stayed at a safe distance. Simons fist was in mid air stopping when you opened the door. Man was he soaked I mean you could already had guessed that. The storm looked as if it was going to get worse. Simon's clothes looked tattered and wrinkled, that worried you he'd never looked like that. His hair devilish, glasses crooked you couldn't tell of that was rain or tears in his eyes. "Simon?" You questioned with a puzzled look. "She's gone! T-Turned into that.. That.." You were even more confused then you were to begin with. Why was he here in a middle of a storm standing on your porch crying? Why is he still outside in the rain... Wait why is he still outside. "Simon get in here your going to catch a cold." He didn't even care about a silly little thing like a cold. He wanted Betty and he knew he couldn't get her back, never. Only did he move then you grabbed his arm and pulled him into your living room. Closing the door behind you as Simon stood off to the side sobbing his gaze focusing and unfocusing on random items.

"Who's gone?.. Simon what is happening?" You could see his hands clenching into fits when you asked that. Clearly you didn't know what had happened to Betty. "Betty.. She's turned s-she fused with Golb" His voice was desperate panicked even. He started walking back and forth. You thought no you knew you looked shocked, you knew the color was draining from your face in that moment. It only seemed like yesterday you were talking to her now she's dead? Not really dead you thought just a different form. You didn't want to think that you could never get Betty back. But then you felt something what was that feeling in your chest?.. Relief. Why did you feel relieved? Simon is having a mental breakdown in your living room. Yes it was true you like Simon more then a friend but you didn't think you'd feel relieved and happy when Betty was out of the picture. You felt something else the more you thought about it.. Guilt. It was guilt that ate at you while you looked dumbfounded as Simon paced back and forth.

You knew you shouldn't feel that way because Simon had just lost Betty it wasn't fair to him he needed someone right now. Even if he wanted Betty he really didn't have a choice now did he? "Simon I'm sorry." You swallowed the lump in your throat once he finally looked you in the eyes, his red puffy swollen eyes. You finally caught a glimpse of his raw emotions. And that's what it was, raw you could tell he near his breaking point. All you could do was listen and comfort him. "Its my f-fault I shouldn't had- I shouldn't had let her stay." You frown grabbing him gently and moving to the plush couch. It croaked under the combined weight. Simon didn't protest as you wrapped your arms around his figure your fingers gripping the fabric of his suit. Soon following a blanket Simon placed his face between the crook of your neck as his tears soaking your pajama shirt.

You started drawing small shapes on the his back gently to calm him down a bit. "She wanted you safe." You felt his breath on your neck when it grew rapid. "We.... You can't think of what you could've done to save her Simon." Your tongue darted out of your mouth and licked your chapped lips. "I know what its like if you do. It'll pull you under and it'll be harder to get back to the surface." At this point you didn't care if he got your pajamas wet nor your couch. You felt his hands wrap around your figure in one slow motion.

"I know it... It just hurts." A choked sob escaped his lip as you ran your fingers through his hair. The rain was hitting your window harshly as the two of you sitting in silence for a moment then Simon decided to speak up. "It felt like my heart was ripped apart, My soul locked behind glass as I watched her be ripped apart from me." You held him tighter trying to get impossibly closer then the two of you were already chest to chest. And man, oh man how badly you wanted to kiss him. Make him feel better, feel loved. To help him feel whole again. You couldn't help the thought while looking down at him shushing him softly. Telling him it was okay and all this happened for a reason. To tell him that it wasn't his fault that Betty wanted to save him, to keep him safe.

He wanted to believe you, to believe his best friend since forever but he couldn't. He felt scattered his emotions everywhere. Your hold meaning to comfort him only reminding him how Betty used to hold him. He wanted to be reminded what it was like to be held by her again. Her fingers gently scraping his scalp. The way she used to make him laugh. The way she used to make him feel whole even without the crown. His mind tried to recall what she smelled like, tried to recall her laugh and giggles but he couldn't. All memories replaced by that day, the day she stayed behind. His mind replayed the kiss, their last kiss. His heart ached he wanted her back so, so badly. He needed her touch, her kiss just hold her one last time.

When he did finally calm down, his breathing slowed. Making it obvious to you he fell asleep in your arms, while still in wet clothes. That was the first objective getting him out of those wet clothes. You figured he could fit in your old clothes. You gently moved the blanket off the both of you and scoop him up bridle style and carried him up the stairs to your room. With very, very, very obvious blush took off his clothes and changed him into ones that you thought would fit him. They were a little baggy but it was still fine as long as you got him out of those wet ones. You moved him to your bed and covered him up.

"Jesus Simon.." You whisperd under your breath as you kneeled down beside your bed resting your head on your arm as you faced Simon's sleeping form. "I'll be here for you, okay?" You moved some of his hair behind his ear. "Because I love you..." You didn't know why you confessed when he was sleeping. What good was that going to do? Make him fall for you tomorrow? You'd doubt that, though it would be a nice. "I love you.. More then a friend." You whisperd the last part as you took a close look at his face trying to memorize every single detail. The way his nose curved, his eyelashes wet from crying. Damn it he really was beautiful. You gently took his glasses a soft sigh escaped from your lips when he didn't stir in his sleep setting his glasses on the night stand gently.

"This is wrong.. Shit its so wrong." Yeah it was wrong. You loved him but the guilt wouldn't let you not now, maybe not ever. You stood to your full height. At least he didn't know or heard you tell your sinful confession. When you walked out your bedroom to sleep on your couch which was semi wet. Simons eyes shot open and sat up on the bed. A deep red appearing on his cheeks as he stared at the closed bedroom door.

So anyways.. Yes its long and yes I'm not sorry. I honestly never wrote angst. So please tell me if it was good and you want more of it 🙏. When you read the angst part play No surprises by radio head omg it sets the mood so fast. I hoped you liked it!

#simon petrikov x reader #light angst #simon petrikov #fionna and cake #fluff #betty grof #Betty died? #golb #gn reader

[bluerosetarot]

Everyone on Task Force 141 knew you had a date tonight since you'd been going on and on about it for the past week, so when you come back to base with puffy cheeks and eyes still red from crying a certain someone comes to comfort you.

Tags: female reader x Simon "Ghost" Riley, hurt/comfort, mild descriptions of violence (Simon wants to hurt whoever hurt you, after all), PIV rebound sex.

Tagging @the-californicationist because you wanted me to tag you once I posted this.

You hadn't been with the task force for long, but your presence had certainly had an impact on the team as a whole in the year and a half you'd been around. Being the youngest and shortest had earned you official "little sister" status despite the fact you could toss all of them around at hand to hand practice thanks to your lower center of gravity and aikido background, with the exception of Simon. That man was not only tall but was surprisingly flexible, which you took as a personal challenge.

"One of these days I'm going to topple you, Ghost." You'd all just come back from a sparring match and were sitting around a table enjoying your beverages of choice.

"Of course you will, sweet'eart." He'd smile behind his cuppa without looking at you, but you could see the slight wrinkles around the corners of his eyes. "An' one 'a these days Price'll start layin' golden eggs so we can all retire."

So imagine everyone's surprise when you mention you were seeing someone, a civvie you'd met on a dating app. You'd been gushing over your crush and hadn't noticed Soap playfully nudge Simon in his side or the glare the taller man gave him in return.

"Going out to see him on next leave, said he wanted to take me somewhere nice for dinner. And before any of you try anything I don't need backup, or shadowed, or anything else. I know we're all a little paranoid here but I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself."

"Not you we'd be worried about, luv." Gaz gave you a knowing smile before continuing. "We're worried about the poor guy getting folded like a pretzel if 'is 'ands go anywhere they shouldn't, y'know?"

It took you a few months before you could properly go on a date; a mission got in the way, but you promised your new beau that as soon as you got back from your classified trip you'd be all his. Whenever you could, you messaged him, even sending him a few spicy pictures over the course of your flirting.

When the special night finally came around, you snuck off to your quarters to put on a lovely little black dress and did your makeup as best you could. Taking a look at yourself in the mirror, you psyched yourself up and inwardly hoped that you wouldn't run into anyone on your way out. That hope was quickly dashed upon the rocks of reality when you nearly ran into the brick wall named Ghost as you left the washroom.

"Bloody Jesus, Ghost. Trying to give me a heart attack?"

His answer was to scoff under his mask and lean against the wall beside you, those brown eyes of his looking you over as he slowly shook his head.

"Got no place to 'ide a knife, gun, or anythin' else. Sure you don't need any backup, luv?"

"I appreciate your concern, LT, but I should be fine."

He backed away with a chuckle, not expecting your tone to be so dry and he held up his hands in an appeasing gesture.

"Roight, roight. Well, knock 'im dead, luv. But if you aren't back by midnight, we'll all assume you turned into a pumpkin 'an start a search party. Deal?"

"Deal."

Your date went a bit... less than stellar. When you arrived at the restaurant, he'd been nearly a half hour late and was dressed more casual than you, but you weren't used to being all dolled up either so you gave him the benefit of the doubt. Conversation was minimal with him mostly talking about himself as you sat there bored until he hit you with a bombshell.

"You're hot like this, but now that you're my girl you're going to have to give up this whole military thing."

You'd been about to take a bite of food and nearly dropped your fork from laughing at what you thought was a joke, but he just got irritated.

"I'm serious. You can't go wasting your prime childbearing years pretending to be an action hero."

"Excuse me?" You matched his tone, a bit of annoyance seeping into your words. "What happened to you going nuts over my career plans? How you said you always liked a 'girl in uniform'?"

"Uniforms are hot, but I figured once we met, you'd realize you wanted a nice civilian life and leave all that fantasy behind you."

"Uh-huh..." Flagging down your waiter, you asked for the check. "I'll take my half of the check, please. This date is over."

"You can't just fucking leave!"

"I can..." Giving your card to the waiter, you then locked eyes with your sad excuse for a date. "And I will. See? I'm doing it right now."

Once your tab had been taken care of, you made a beeline for the door with the guy chasing after you, yelling at you to change your mind. He made the mistake of trying to grab your wrist, and you managed an aikido move that brought him down to a knee.

"You don't get to touch me that way, got it?"

You'd leaned down to stare daggers into him, a look you'd perfected from watching Ghost, and your failed date nodded in fear as he got up and backed away.

Turning on your heel, you made it to your car and closed the door before slumping over your steering wheel with a sigh. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes, a mixture of sadness and anger. Willing yourself to wait until you got back to base for a good cry, you started the car and headed back but couldn't help a few stray tears from rolling down your cheeks.

It was a little past 2300 when you got back to base and, to your disappointment, there were a few lights still on. You'd hoped to take your walk of shame without anyone noticing, but fate had other plans. You hadn't realized that everyone in 141 was worried for you and stayed up to wait for you to come home.

Which meant that you opened the door to the common area, and four sets of eyes instantly looked up at you. All of them taking note of your tear streaked makeup making you feel warm and nervous.

Soap was the first one to speak up, cutting the tension with a joke.

"Aye, lass, who we needin' to knife up for ya?"

Price sat to his right and gave him a very good "not now" look as you clenched your jaw in annoyance.

"Don't want to talk about it." You turned to the Captain and gave him a polite nod. "Heading to bed, sir."

Taking a thoughtful puff of his cigar, he returned your nod.

"Right, everyone here should do the same. Lights out, everyone."

Gaz and Soap reluctantly got up. You could read it plain as day on their faces they wanted to pepper you with a thousand questions, but stern looks from both Price and Ghost made them think twice, and they both wished you a good night and hurried off to their rooms. Price followed after them after giving you one final concerned glance before heading down the hall.

It was Ghost that put a comforting hand on your shoulder. He had a way of sneaking up on everyone even when he was in plain sight, and this situation was no different. You tried your best to compose yourself before meeting his gaze, but something in his eyes made you break down when your eyes met and you let out a soft sound somewhere between a cry and a whimper.

"Fucking christ, look at me. All bent out of shape over little more than a schoolyard crush."

"If 'e 'urt ya I know plenty a places to hide a body 'round 'ere."

Where Soap has been jovial, you could tell Ghost was serious, and you couldn't stop an involuntary shiver creep down your spine before shaking your head.

"Not worth the effort, Ghost. But I appreciate it. Damn chauvinist thought I'd get one look at him and want to stop all my work here and pop out babies."

That got a laugh from the larger man, a deep rumble in his chest.

"Th' public doesn't realize all tha' we do to keep the world spinnin', luv. If you 'ad never joined up with us, who knows 'ow our missions would've gone. You've been damn good at not only covering our sixes on multiple occasions but..."

He trailed off, catching himself before he said something further. But this only made you more curious since this was the most words you'd ever hear the man string together outside of mission briefings.

"But what?"

"But... christ this is a bit embarrassing but you remind all of us what we're fightin' for, y'know? You remind us that we aren't just killin' machines an' that we're 'uman. That we do this to protect 'umanity, outside and within. Y' deserve someone who understands tha', not some chav bloke who sees y' as just a baby factory."

The hand that was on your shoulder went up to smooth his short hair back as his eyes looked away from yours. You thanked whatever god was up there that he did because he didn't see the blush creeping into your cheeks.

"Uhh... th-thanks, Ghost."

Those eyes locked back onto yours, and you could see the telltale crinkle of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes that betrayed his smile.

"Y' can call me Simon, luv. Just between the two of us, yeah?"

"Yeah. I'll keep that in mind."

A heavy sigh left your lips, and you gave him a small smile.

"Simon. Think, uh... think you would want to join me for a bit tonight? It's been nice talking to someone who understands what's going on in my head."

That got an eyebrow raise from him, and he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Y' propositionin' your commanding officer now?"

His tone was low, tinted with humor, but his rough voice made it sound suggestive all the same. He left the question open, and it emboldened your reply.

"Well I need someone to really show me the difference between a "chav bloke" and a real man, don't I?"

With a look over his shoulder down the hall towards the barracks proper, no doubt making sure everyone else was already in bed, he nodded and gestured for you to lead the way.

"Ladies first, luv."

That earned him a playful punch in the arm, and you grabbed his hand in yours, leading him down the hall to your quarters.

Once inside your room with the door shut tight behind you, Simon was looming over you, pressing your body to the wall. In the dim light of your room you could barely see his eyes as they looked you over once more while his hand came up to cup your cheek.

"Y' sure about this, luv? Not that I mind bein' a rebound but I want to make sure y' really want this..."

He knew how to catch you off guard, that's for sure, and you gave him a reassuring nod. Your own hand reaching up to glide along his that caressed your face so gently, a welcome juxtaposition to his normally cold demeanor.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'm actually glad that you, uh..."

Now it was your turn to stifle words better left unsaid, though those swallowed words turned into heat and crimson on your neck and cheeks as embarrassment kept you from saying what was really on your mind.

In truth you'd always had a "thing" for the big badass types, the "scary dogs", outcasts, loners, and Gho- Simon, you reminded yourself, ticked off all the boxes to pique your interest. He'd always given off just enough tidbits about himself, crumbs that you had devoured in the fire of your curiosity that only proved to stoke it into a further inferno. The date you'd gone on tonight? He was meant to be a distraction from the man you couldn't have had, shouldn't have been able to have, yet here he was gazing down into your very soul in your quarters.

"Glad? Glad for wha', luv?"

Simon had picked up on that thread you left dangling and you could hear the smirk in his voice as he pressed further. Both his body squeezing against you and his words pressing the opening he'd found.

"Glad y' got th' big, scary Ghost as y' own personal toy for th' night? Glad that you'll get to experience a real man in y' bed tonoight?"

Each word brought his face closer to yours and you watched as his hand slid from your cheek to his mask, pulling it down past his mouth and finally letting you see his face. Your mind went blank for a second as you took in his features for the brief moment he hovered in front of you before he buried his face in your neck to kiss the sensitive skin there.

The kiss was gentle, lips pressing to your jugular as your heart raced so fast you could swear he'd be able to feel your pulse through his lips. Even gentle as it was you couldn't stop the soft sound that escaped your own lips.

"Am I on the money, sweet'eart? You been 'oping I'd get jealous or somethin' like that?"

Teeth grazed against your neck and a jolt of pleasurable lightning raced down your spine.

"Well... between you an' me... I've been very jealous, luv. 'Ere I thought some young bloke was gonna steal you away from us, from me, before I got to show you 'ow I felt about you..."

As his lips and teeth continued to explore your neck his hand grabbed yours and brought it down to palm at his tented trousers, the size of him made you gasp involuntarily and you felt his low rumbling laughter deep in his chest.

"S-simon... I've never had someone so... so... big before."

"Don't worry, sweet'eart... I'll take my time and show you 'ow a true gentleman treats a lady like yourself."

Simon picked you up with ease, walking the few steps to the bed and setting you down on the edge. No sooner had your backside met the mattress he was hiking up that short black dress over your thighs to expose the matching black lace panties you had worn.

"You were plannin' on spoilin' that bloke tonight, weren't you, sweet'eart? Or, an' correct me if I'm wrong..."

His thick, calloused fingers pressed against your clothed slit, finding your nub and rubbing it through the scant cotton and lace as his eyes locked onto yours again.

"...Or were you 'opin' that 'e'd left you alone and that this exact scenario would 'appen, you comin' back to base wantin' me to 'elp you feel better?"

"F-fuck, Simon... I... ahh... that's n-not what I was hoping for at all..."

He rolled his eyes, not believing you, and slid the panties aside to slide one finger inside to entice a moan from you.

"Christ! Fine, yes, I.. I wanted my date to be you tonight... but how am I supposed to bring that up? Just walk up to you and say "hey, LT, how's about a shag tonight after supper?""

That earned you a second finger inside and another laugh.

"I knew y' were a brat at trainin' but damn am I glad you aren't a shrinkin' violet in the bedroom. Makes this more fun."

For what felt like an eternity he slowly widened you in preparation for his shaft. Simon was a patient man, for the most part, but those moans and sounds you were making for him and him alone were wearing down that patience. Still, he had promised to treat you like a proper lady and only when he could slide three fingers inside easily did he stop his work.

"Do us a favor and clean these off for me, luv. My mouth 'as more important things t' do."

Unceremoniously he slid his slickened fingers into your mouth, making you taste yourself as he leaned down to bury his face between your legs. That tongue of his quickly found your nub and circled around it, alternating between that and his lips puckering around it to suck on it. The fingers in your mouth did nothing to muffle the noises he was coaxing from you as your thighs clamped down on either side of his head. Somewhere in the back of your mind you were cognizant of putting too much pressure on him but it was quickly drowned out by your building climax.

Simon felt it building in you as well; the way your thighs got tighter around his head, the throbbing of your nub in his mouth, and the quivering of your slit. In the mess of it all your hands had come down to grip his short hair, tugging on it as if trying to pull him closer.

"Tha's it, luv, cum for me."

Barely above the haze of lust you registered Simon's command as you felt yourself come undone for him. Your own slick mixing with his spit to coat your inner thighs as he lapped greedily at everything you had to give him. Eventually your orgasm began to subside and you took notice of him standing up from where he had knelt. The sound of leather on denim was barely audible above your panting, followed by a zipper being pulled down. Craning your head up off the mattress you finally saw his full length in the dim light of the room as he slowly rutted against your womanhood.

"I think y' should be ready for this, luv. But I wanna hear y' say it. Tell me 'ow badly y' need this inside..."

"I... fuck..."

Word were hard to come by in your lust filled haze, biting your lower lip in concentration you finally were able to articulate the words.

"Take me, Simon! I want every inch of that inside me now!"

"Needy, aren't ya? Don't worry, I got exactly wha' y' need roight... here..."

On that last syllable he slid his full length inside of you in one fluid stroke. You could swear he crashed up against the back of your womb with how big he was and before you could cry out he locked his lips onto yours, stifling any sound you made.

You two lay there connected, Simon not moving until you were used to him, for a few brief moments before he pulled away from the kiss to gaze into your eyes. You gave him a wordless nod to reassure him you were okay before he started his thrusting in earnest. Slow, full strokes to make sure you felt every inch of his desire for you.

"Been 'oping to 'ave y' like this for awhile now, sweet'eart.. sure when y' first started up 'ere I was skeptical..."

Your brain was barely paying attention to his words, still shrouded in a fog of lust. Simon, on the other hand, was talking to take his mind off the pleasure you were giving him so he could last longer than a few pumps.

"But after I saw y' toss Gaz an' Soap around in 'and t' 'and I thought maybe y' were alroight after all..."

Now even Simon was barely registering his own words as his thrusts started to pick up the pace, chasing his own orgasm as he felt your body tense under him while your second climax built up inside you.

His hands went from your hips to your own hands, lacing both your fingers together as he held your hands above your head and leaned down to kiss you again. There was a bit more force, a bit more need behind this one and with a low growl he slammed his hips against yours one more time, burying himself deep as he emptied into you. Your own climax hitting at the same time made it feel like your walls were milking him dry.

Both of you were spent after that; a sweaty mess of half clothed bodies that clung to each other tightly. He didn't want to pull out but he wanted to lay you on the bed proper, opting to slide himself out from between your legs and gingerly place you on the bed before laying down next to you. Once he was settled in beside you, your hands wrapped around him in a loose embrace as you rested your cheek on his chest, feeling the slow rise and fall from his breath.

A heavy arm draped over you, pulling you in tightly as you both lay there in the dark. Simon was the first to break the silence, kissing the top of your head.

"May not 'ave been a proper date, sweet'eart. But I promise we'll 'ave one eventually. Now get some sleep, I'll be 'ere in the mornin'."

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost x reader #reader insert #hurt/comfort #rebound #cod mw2 #cod mwii #ghost cod #ghost #look i just got broken up with recently and wanted some comfort fic so i made my own

[erenswife21]

Cold Hearted Chapter 1

Modern AU LawxFem!Black reader

Previous chapters:

1 2 3 (otw)

TW: weed smoking, smoking, the use of N word. (I put the warning in bold, i don’t wanna hear “oh you didn’t put a warning.” yes I did becky look.)

In this chapter you are on your way to Grand Line University.

Law is not in this chapter, I would call this an introduction. You are obviously a black character, it doesn’t matter the way you look ie; skin color, hair, weight, body shape (other than a fat ass lol lemme stop ✋🏽). Please enjoy. I will post chapter 2 later tonight or tomorrow. Thank youuuu!!!!

Ringing is all you could hear as you're standing in the foggy forest. You look around and you feel someone shaking you but, then you hear a voice echo.

"Y/N what did you do? Y/N? Y/N? Y/N what did you do?" *Beep* "Y/N" *Beep* *Beep*.

Your eyes shoot open waking up from your nightmare to your alarm blaring in ear at 4:30am, groaning you turn your alarm off. You give yourself a breather and stare up at the ceiling. You have an early flight because today you are leaving Ping Fort Island to go to Grand Line University. You couldn't wait to get off this bloody island and see the world for yourself.

You finally roll out of bed walking towards your bathroom that you share with your sister, you do your daily routine brush teeth, shower, light skin care something you recently just started doing. As you're about to finish in the bathroom you hear hard knocking from the bathroom door "Y/N!!!!" your sister calls, "Hurry up I gotta pee."

You side eye the door slightly rolling your eyes, and opening the door. She quickly rushes inside, pushing you out and closing the door. "I guess you had to go really bad huh." Letting out a light chuckle at her early morning attitude.

She growls back "Yeah cause you were taking forever slow poke." Your sister Kira who is 16 is not much of a morning person but she got up today because she knows you're leaving for college. She opens the door after finishing in the bathroom.

She decided to follow you into your bedroom. Plopping down on your bed she went on her phone.

"Why are you in here?"

"Because I want to get over it."

You roll your eyes and start putting on your outfit for the airport, you decided to wear a black jumpsuit that you bought off tiktok shop with a brown puffy vest, white ankle socks, and gray new balances. You take off your bonnet revealing the boho braids in your hair that were only a week fresh. You turn around and look at yourself in the mirror looking at your perfect figure and bottom (whatever you think is perfect for a body type hehe), turning back to your sister.

"I know you're gonna miss me."

It was clear that Kira was sad that you were leaving because she has been all up in your business for the last month. But she was acting like she didn't care.

"Whatever, I'm not."

You both continued to talk while you finished getting ready.

Timeskip~

You were downstairs eating because you weren't trying to spend your money on ship port food which you most likely will. You were waiting for your best friend to pick you up, whom you had texted earlier.

Your mom was on the couch moping feeling sad about you leaving. You walk over to sit next to her "Momma are you okay?" You asked with concern in your voice.

She looked like she had been crying and it was hard for you to see because you and your sister were very close with your mother. "Yeah girl, I'll be alright, i'm just sad that my oldest baby is going away." She says making a slight pouty face. "Awe mom."

You hug her, "It's gonna be okay i'm going to text and call almost everyday and check in as much as I can."

She smiles accepting your reassurance and your hug. Before you could finish the conversation your phone starts ringing with a picture of you and your best friend Egypt to take you to the ship port.

"How far is Egypt, it's getting close to the time you need to leave." Your sister asked walking over to peek out the window.

You met Egypt when you got to Ping Fort Island. You guys hit it off right away and used to cause trouble sometimes around the island.

"Actually she is right on time she's pulling up."

You walk outside seeing your best friend already reversed into the driveway popping the trunk. You guys live on a very large island so you had to drive to get to the main port of the island.

She gets out the car "Hey bestie!!" full of excitement because a new chapter of your lives is about to begin.

You smile, "Heyyyyy, you ready for this drive to port'?"

She hugs you, "Hell yeah."

Egypt has brown skin with thick curly hair that she has up in high ponytail. She was wearing black pants, with a black AC/DC graphic tee, and a pair of new balances.

You turn around and run inside grabbing your carry on items while your mom and sister help load up the car. As soon as they finished it was time for you to finally say goodbye.

"We're gonna miss you so much sweetie."

Your mom says with a shaky voice. You give your mom a big hug with tears at the brim of your eyes. You then turn to look at ur sister who had her arms crossed just looking at the ground.

"I'm gonna miss you man, I hope you actually get a boyfriend while you're there."

You first give her a blank annoyed stare cause of course she had to insult you only last time before you go. You were kinda embarrassed cause you've never actually had a boyfriend, just flings from the summer. You let her comment slide and you force her into a hug.

"I'm gonna miss you too man."

She hugs you back giving you probably one of the hardest hugs you've ever had from her. You were both sad but, you both knew you had a dream you want to follow and no one was going to get in the way of that.

Timeskip~

You and Egypt made it to the ship port at a decent time to check in and get chic fil a. You knew you was gonna eat again cause you and best friend smoked a big fat finger before you got to the ship port so you guys were very high.

You and Egypt were at separate gates because surprisingly you booked a flight for the same day and around the same time so that's why you guys rode together to the ship port. However you are going the Grand Line University and Egypt is going to Alabasta State. When you arrived to your gate you said bye to your best friend and you both went your separate ways. However, not so separate cause you were texting each other non stop up until your ship was about to take off.

Another Timeskip~

You finally made it to Grand Line University and finding your dorm was pretty easy. You decided to get a unisex dorm house because it's cheaper for your tuition. Of course you have scholarships and grants that you were given, however, it's still didn't cover the extra fees for room and board.

As you were making your way up the steps you suddenly hear a scream coming from the house that your staying in. You turn around to see an average height boy running out the house with a huge smile on his face, laughing with his black hair bouncing in the wind, and a girl with orange hair runs out.

"Luffy get your skinny ass back here RIGHT NOW!!!" she screams.

Nami grabs Luffys arm only to see him still running while his arm continues to stretch. 'He's rather stretchy hmmm almost like a rubber band'. Letting go of Luffy, Nami stares at you, his arm snaps back and hits him in the face.

"Hey that hurt." he screams, rubbing his face, and now you have a confused look on your face.

'please tell me these aren’t my roommates' you thought.

You get snapped out of your trance, "You must be Y/N, i'm so glad that you finally made it."

She gleams changing her personality like a switch, she runs and gives you a hug you don't hug back because you're not big on being touched by random strangers.

"And you are?" with slight irritation.

"I'm Nami i'm one of your new roommates, that scoundrel over there is Luffy he's our captain." You turn around looking at Luffy surprised "What.”

To be Continued...

#law x black reader #law x reader #trafalgar law #corazon #straw hat pirates #zoro x black reader #monkey d. luffy #one piece luffy #one piece #one piece law #black reader #fanfic

[deep-dark-wisps]

Where were you the first time....

Where and when, when did it happen to you for the first time?

I am not talking about sex encounters and losing virginity here. I was watching the news this morning and a white fluffy dog named Dream came on the television. There, I was triggered and flashed back in time to the summer of 2010. The first time I witness a hate crime against a gay, an older man in the trailer park community. I recounted the story to my anchor to process what my brain just did. I felt I needed to go further, to recount this story to you. June is LBGQ+ pride month. We need to talk more and create a stir, action if you will. It is 2023, and there is still wide hate for this community, as I have partially hidden in the closet, afraid. Not because of shame, guilt, and fear of being out, but because I fear the HATE crime directed in my direction, my community. I shared a building with a Nazis lover for 10 years. Man o Man... We talked and talked about many things over those years, and educated ourselves. He was ultimately a nice man, under the tattoos, biker leathers, and such. But I digress, and that is a story for another day.

Summer 2010, was hot and dry summer...Air conditioners keep blowing the park transformers. I had lived in a trailer park here in Barrie. I had lived in my trailer, diagonally across from this man, with my aunt and fiancé of the time. He was in First Street, and I was in Second. I was in the yard attending the garden... I vaguely recalled being on crutches that summer, I think from twisting my ankle up badly. This man kept a Shepard on a leash when outside and was friendly. His sister got him this gorgeous puffy white dog, named Cloud, he was elated. But, on his street, they were the bad street, the prostitutes, drug addicts, as they walked through the park with a bowl of coke trying to convince people it was powder laundry soap because their dealer was on the other side of the park. But as I paint this picture. There was a biker living on First, who was mean and scary, his yard looked like a dump, and his trailer was slummy. He kept a mean dog on a short leash, which could be a Rottweiler or Doberman. This dog scared a lot of people.

Well, he had this hate going on for my friend, for a while, like seething, frothy-at-the-mouth kinda hatred all because my friend was gay. I remember hearing the loud noise of a door slamming, people screaming, the battle cry of that dog, and the final scream of Cloud. I ran as fast as I could to First, in less than 5 minutes. The scene, I will not go there. Shudders and Tears. My friend was wailing. What had just occurred was Cloud was running around in the yard under the eye of serval people. It was a trailer park, and these houses are like tin incubators, so everyone was outside chilling...That man with the dog, sic that dog on Cloud and then duck back into his trailer like a coward. The dog went home proud and immediately went inside once Cloud lay dead and no longer a fun toy. People were screaming and trying to get Cloud to safety, but the mean dog was too quick...

Where this goes, the "Gay" man called animal control and the police right after the incident. They would not come, the police. Animal control hung up on him. The moral of the story was in the summer of 2010, almost 15 years ago. Help would not come and get involved in a hate crime. That evil man got to live with the stares every day because the rental company would not do anything. So, every day, after that day, the man that was gay had to live down the street from the biker. Needless to say by winter, my friend, died of a massive heart attack and he was a picture of health. He died of a broken heart, essentially.

I grew up rural and moved to Orillia for 2 years then Milton for 8 months, then back to Orillia for another 3-4 years, then Barrie in 2009. It was a quiet and shelter life for me. I honestly did not see anyone other than Amish and Mennonites for other races/ cultures until I moved to Orillia at 17. At 17, I did not about the LBGQ+ community or what a “gay” person was. Till my best friend told me she thinks she is bisexual and had a crush on me. I was soooo confused! She had to explain to me what that met and took some processing at the time. Then I realized, o I am too. I thought that girls were cute, but was weird and bad thoughts up to this point... I am not shitting you. No, my parents do not hate this community. Just as usual my parents failed to educate me; the school system fails me too. So here I am 25 years old in a trailer park in Barrie, experiencing my first hate crime! I did not realize I carried this all these years as my baggage in the attic and had not processed this until this morning.

I hide still in the closet not for acceptance but more for fear of HATE. I realize my eyes since then have been permanently open to the shock of this world that my community faces. Just wow! Maybe, I have grown numb to HATE, honestly. Since then, I have seen my fair share of HATE towards the LBGQ+ community. I am almost 40, and my closet looks like a comfortable nest; I think I need to shake things up and put myself out there more. We will see what happens next, but this is not OK in today's age; to be regressing on rights as per the States.

[bravenew-what]

Here’s my puppy being a derp on facetime

#amelia speaks #gunner #not picture is my puffy eyes after crying because I finally got to talk to my parents this week #not that it matters

[sweethyuka]

GENRE ⭑ SMUT ! FLUFF ! ANGST !

warnings — mentions of cheating, alcohol, swearing.

WC ☆ 4k+

Teaser

"Are you telling me I'm blind? You saw the picture, Yeonjun. Are you going to try to tell me any different?" you weren't shouting, you sounded simply defeated, eyes puffy from crying. Ignoring your bleeding heart, you refused to shed any more tears. He flinched at your harsh words. You never called him that, it's only ever been 'Junnie'. But you had to be harsh. If you didn't put up this cold façade you would fall into pieces on the floor, unable to pick yourself up.

xxx

He couldn't answer, it was true. Horrified, he watched you zip up your black duffel that you had hastily packed with some of your belongings.

"That's what I thought.", you laughed in disbelief, grabbing the bag off the bed you shared with him for the past year of your three long years together. He followed you out of the bedroom, trying to stammer out some sort of rebuttal.

"I was black-out drunk, y/n. I don't even fucking remember it! Okay, look, I know that's not an excuse. I fucked up. Please, baby, let's talk through this. I can't lose you..", he darted past you trying to keep you from getting any closer to that front door. If you reached the door... he didn't even want to think about the end of "us".

"Don't you dare call me 'baby'! You should have thought of that before putting yourself in a situation where you ended up plowing some bitch the moment she came onto you!", you sighed, you had let yourself get worked up again. It was laughable, about the most cliche thing you'd ever heard. Who hasn't been drunkenly cheated on? Taken aback, by the entirety of it, you never thought this would happen to you. Yeonjun wasn't perfect, yet you could have easily said he'd never cheat before today.

"Yeonjun, even if I stayed. How am I supposed to forgive you? How am I supposed to forget? These hickies on your neck? I didn't make them, someone else did. The humiliation I'll face if I stay with you? I love you, Yeonjun, but I can't. Taehyun will be here for my things.", you stepped around him, not meeting his eyes. You didn't need to, you could hear his crying loud and clear.

"Y/n, please. You don't need to send your brother, you can just... please. I'm begging you..", you heard the thud of his knees as they hit the floor and you halted in your place. Because you would never forget, you couldn't turn around. Because you would never forget, you couldn't look at him. It takes everything not to give in, holding back your own dejected tears.

The notification of a new message; a photo. Tranquil, you slid the lock across your phone screen on the new notification bar. Heart in your throat as you took in the image, your mind was cracking at the edges. Surely it wasn't real. How could it not be? The dumb bitch sent you a selfie of your one and only Yeonjun laying naked, passed out on her bare chest. Hickies adorned over both of them. It was indisputable. She finally got what she wanted.

For the past year, after she transferred in her third year of university, she had her eye on your boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend. It wasn't that she liked him. It has been irrefutable that THE Choi Yeonjun was far out of her grasp and she was the type to want something she couldn't have. Something you thought she couldn't have. Somehow, merely one frat party was all it took for her to pulverize everything. The dreadful remembrance overcame the wall that had barely begun to form around your heart. Bitterly, you laughed as your ceaseless tears fell to the floor with each step, leaving everything behind you.

A few somber months passed. Though it took two separate invitations and rejections, you were invited out for coffee with Yeonjun's "ex" best friend, Soobin. Needless to say, you had gotten to know the timid giant over the past few years and still held a good amount of trust in him. It was wrong to punish him for something he had no involvement in: he didn't gain any knowledge on what happened until after you had left. Soobin had been a good friend to you and it was just coffee.

As kind and gentle as ever, he paid for your drinks and pastries, bringing them to a table in the less populated area of the café. Somehow the meek bunny of a man easily drew out laughter and endless chatter from your battered heart. This was the most you've spoken since before.

Halfway through your chocolate-filled croissant, A broad figure stopped at your table, trapping you in.

You'd recognize your ex-boyfriend of three years anywhere. For lack of better words, he looked terrible. Purple dark circles grimly signified just how little he was sleeping. His cheeks had little color and seemed hollowed. He had lost so much weight, anyone else wouldn't have recognized him. You ignored the pang in your chest and the care you felt for him as a wave of furious anger boiled from inside.

"Soobin, what in the actual fuck?! Are you fucking kidding me??!", you scowled at the bunny you had defended in your head.

"No, y/n, don't blame him. I made him do this. Please, I just want to talk.", Yeonjun quickly intervened, preventing you from any further tearing into Soobin, who squinted his eyes shut tightly to brace himself for your rage.

"Get out of my way, I'm leaving." You stood, just about chest to chest with the man who had been the love of your life, looking up at him as if you were deciding whether to slap him or just decapitate him. He felt, either way, he deserved it.

"Please, give me 20 minutes, if after that you don't want to see me ever again I will respect your wishes.", Yeonjun pleaded, you could vaguely see the tears starting to pool, glossing over his eyes deep brown eyes that had lost nearly all their color.

"You have 15.", you hugged and sat back down in your chair, crossing your arms over your chest. Soobin took that as his queue to get out of dodge, bowing in apology before scurrying away so Yeonjun could take his seat.

"I've missed you so much, y/n.", he spoke almost in a whisper. You opened your mouth to cut him off but he quickly interjected, voice soft as ever.

"Please, for now, just listen?", he looked at you through his lashes, eyelids, all of him fatigued from fighting each passing day. Nodding, you agreed, avoiding eye contact so you didn't have to feel guilty, seeing how ruined he was. You could see his fingers playing with each other from the corner of your eye as he fidgeted nervously.

"I know what I did was so incredibly fucked up and I would spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you. But you're my other half, I need you.

You don't have to accept right now, I'll give you as much time as you need. I'll never stop waiting for you. I beg you to think about it, y/n. Give us another chance. We can start over, yea? We had over three incredible years together and I fucked it up after I let myself have too much to drink. I will never allow myself to be in a situation like that ever again. I know I don't deserve another chance, yet here I am being selfish. Dragging my friends down with me just to get my sorry ass another shot with the best thing that ever happened to me." He grew silent, gaze caught on the table, tears incessantly streaming down his face.

Your heart throbbed. Never had you stopped loving him. However, while it had healed some, you still had an open wound on your heart that just wouldn't go away. Looking at the broken man in front of you, you yearned to tell him then and there that you felt the same. You may not look it but life without him wasn't life at all.

Thanks to the benevolence of your brother, Taehyun, and your best friend, Beomgyu, you had survived. Even so, there wasn't a day that went by without even the most minute thing reminding you of your lost soulmate.

Maybe the time apart was what you needed to be able to try again. If you were being honest, if he had come to you a week earlier, even. You would have still been too hurt to consider.

However, this was now. In life, you only get one soulmate and he was yours. You retrieved your phone from your purse, pulling up his contact and unblocking him.

He looked absolutely baffled as you typed at your phone for a moment without answering. Was there something on that phone that was more important? He lowered his head once more, heart laying in pieces once again after he had collected each scattered piece to bear to you only minutes ago.

The time you stopped typing matched with the ding he received on his phone, the only reason he'd have pulled it out at a time like this. He sniffled, wiping his nose on the back of his wrist, and pulled out his phone to see you had texted him.

"I need a little more time, Junnie.", read the text. Unable to ignore the flutter of hope in his heart, a faint blush appeared over his cheeks, barely distinguishable from the redness that was already there due to his crying session not long ago.

"I understand." He nodded and wiped away the rest of his tears, caring very little at the few stares they were still receiving. He stood and fixed himself up a bit before turning around to leave. Maybe it was too early to have hope but if space was what you needed to be able to possibly make that decision, by god he'd give it to you.

"Junnie?", the desperation in your voice caught his ears and he swiftly turned back around, the gnawing at his heart almost agonizing as he heard you say his name, his nickname.

In the spur of the moment, no longer holding back from the feelings you tried so hard to hide, you threw yourself into your ex-lover's arms. he stumbled back, stunned by the sudden impact, feeling his body tense as you enclose your arms around his middle. the feeling of your body against his a familiar and welcome embrace but one he had not felt in months. Still, it wasn't long until his body relaxed, heart softening and his own arms naturally wrapping around you tightly, not ever wanting to let go.

Yeonjun, to your surprise, was the first to pull away. It was nearly too much for him, fresh tears pouring from his eyes. You blinked back your own tears, taking a step back, your eyes falling to the floor. Embarrassed, you tried to collect your composure but ended up standing there, rubbing your arm awkwardly.

"I'll give you as much time as you need, y/n", he nodded voice coming out broken before backing away gradually, turning on his heel and leaving through the café door, it ringing before he disappeared from your sights.

It took you exactly a week to call him. Only because Beomgyu and Taehyun refused to let you call him that very same night. They were less ready to forgive him than you were and they didn't understand that at first. Watching you experience that heartbreak firsthand, it would take a lot longer to gain their trust back.

"Take me on a date." You had said when he picked up the phone. It was hard to hold back your laughter after hearing the panicked tone in his voice as he said your name, wanting to make sure you had meant to call him. 'Endearing' is the word you would always use to describe him, and it still stuck, even now.

You turned into teenagers in love again. Going on dates until late at night, taking a million silly couples photos for Instagram, getting nervous at each touch of each other's hands and standing at the door when he dropped you off each time, not wanting the night to end. Part of you felt you shouldn't give in so easily, but it seemed like it would be so easy to pick up right where you left off. It wasn't as hard to forgive him and regain trust with one another than you thought it would be.

Eventually, you were letting him pick you up after class again, all was going fine and well until a certain girl took notice.

"I heard you and Junnie are back together, you don't deserve someone as delicious as him." the girl spat, cornering you into the wall next to the girl's bathroom; which you had just exited a few moments ago.

"And you do?" you said back, although it ended up coming out less harsh than you had hoped for.

"Pfft pathetic, do you really think he cares for you ?! When he so easily gave in to his desires and fucked me at the first chance he got?", knowing exactly the right words to get on your nerves. You felt a sharp needle pierce straight through your heart. But you had no time to worry about that, only needing a way to get out. 'Where is he..' you thought, Yeonjun had walked you to the bathroom, so he shouldn't be that far away?

She hadn't taken that into account; wherever you were, Yeonjun was not far behind. Her back blocking your view, you didn't notice that your savior was already coming down the corridor, it didn't take long for him to speed up his pace once he saw what was going on.

"I wouldn't call that desire but a mistake.", he tapped the girl's shoulder politely. When she snapped around, hearing the new voice entering the space, he gave her the biggest, most insincere smile he could muster along with a wave of his hand as rage started bubbling deep inside him.

"See, I can only imagine what fuckery you're spouting to my baby, but I didn't think you'd have the guts to come around after you jumped my bones while I was intoxicated, knowing it was the only way you could ever get to me after all the times I've turned you down.", the man waved his hands around in exasperation. Only then did his sarcastic smile fall.

"I don't deserve to be with HER. And YOU don't deserve to be in her presence so I'd like you to take whatever ever bitchy bullshit agenda you have and crawl back into whatever disgusting hole you came out of like the naked mole-rat that you are. You have nothing on her. Come on, y/n", he wrapped an arm over your shoulder, His glare livid as a supervolcano about to erupt, his actions unpredictable, any wrong move, and he could blow up and take the world out with him. He was pissed. at her. And most importantly at himself. She was a reminder of what he did, what he allowed to happen, that ultimately ruptured your relationship.

"I'm sorry she's still bothering you. I can promise you that she'll have nothing to do with us ever again.", he lowered his arm after turning the corner, praying he didn't make you uncomfortable. Consequently, you were still a little shaken, only nodding in response. He slowed his pace, giving you a moment to ground yourself.

"Is it okay if I hold your hand?", he rubbed both his sweaty palms against his dark-wash jeans anticipating your answer. Appreciating how he cared enough to ask, you nodded and held out your hand so he could intertwine his fingers with yours.

The interaction made anxiety burst out of your chest, moving hastily throughout the whole of your body, only settled by the way Yeonjun stood up for you; like he always had. a reminder that he always loved you, back then and now. He could be a ruinous wildfire to the world, but for you, a soft, warm breeze passing through a meadow filled with flowers of blues and pinks, a trickle of cool brook a delightful sound to your own ears, a safe place for you and your heart.

Both of you itched as you awaited your fourth date, he picked you up after your last class of the day, whisking you away in a taxi to the little mom and pop restaurant that had been both yours and Yeonjun's favorite all that time you lived together.

A fleeting thought; you remembered how the apartment you shared so many memories in was only minutes away. You stayed late talking to the owner, and Yeonjun denied a drink when offered a complimentary soju bottle. He didn't drink anymore. By the time the two of you were leaving, scattered drops of rain grew into a steady downpour.

"Do you remember the first time I said 'I love you?", he turned to you as you looked out into the heavy sheets of rain, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear and letting out a soft chuckle.

Unintentionally, he had blurted it out first. He didn't know when he started feeling that way but now, for weeks, every time you spoke he could feel the words on the tip of his tongue.

Five months into your relationship, he walked you home from a much-needed, stress-relieving evening out.

Haplessly, it had started raining. Your brother's place was in running distance, but it started pouring so abruptly. There was no choice but to take shelter underneath (something). Howbeit, you still ended up soaked from head to toe, feet squishing in your shoes, marinated in rainwater.

Through laughter, chaste kisses, and shared eye contact, he drank in every little feature of your face and it slipped.

You nodded, reminiscing along with him for a moment, the sugary taste of nostalgia coated your mind until you noticed the distance closing between you and the 181.5 cm, fox-eyed man. The curve of his plush lips continuously held your attention and he took notice.

"Can I kiss you?", he whispered softly, if it hadn't been for his face merely inches from yours, you might have missed it. Another nod was all he needed to take your lips in his own in the tenderest of embraces. A quiet sob escaped your lips but he took it all for you, tears now falling like raindrops on stained glass, mixing with his. Callused thumb gently brushing away a freshly rolled set of tears, whilst he brought his other hand to the side of your face to cup your right cheek.

And with that, you gave in. Letting him take you home. His hands were gentle, treating you as if you were the most delicate bubble ever blown. Any harsh moves and you would pop in front of him at any second. So you kissed him harder, showing him you were okay, that you wouldn't break.

After not being intimate in months you were completely parched, you thirsted for his love, his touch, more than ever much like the dry valleys of Antarctica thirsted for a single drop of water, kept from them for nearly 2 million years. Yet, he was still timid, removing your drenched clothes piece by piece and lowering you back onto the bed you once shared. Admiring you as if you were a hand-painted portrait, he took his time leaving the lightest kisses on every inch of your body. Flowering them all over your collarbones, and trailing softly down the valley of your chest, only stopping at your tummy to press his forehead against it.

"You are so goddam beautiful, my love" he murmured into your body. He was finally feeling your skin again. If he thought about it anymore he'd surely cry, and now wasn't the time for that so he made his way further down past your hips, ghosting a kiss over your heat. His breath made you shiver, made all the thoughts you once had disappear, replaced by overwhelming need. Was he seriously teasing you right now?

"Junnie, please.", not caring how needy you sounded, you pleaded with him, needing to feel him, taste him, smell him, breathe him.

The sound of desperation in your voice, all for him, finally sent him over. Gentleness shrunk away, as he pulled you by your thighs to the edge of the bed. Kneeling on the hard floor, he threw your legs over his shoulders, diving hungrily into your wetness. Looking up at you with piercing eyes as he licked voraciously at your swollen clit, lapping up your dripping cunt. He loved tasting you but he never seemed this desperate to take you in the taste of your arousal before now. Your hands found their way into his hair gripping tightly as he sucked and licked at your cunt.

"J-junnie. Want you inside...", whining, you failed to push his head away, not wanting to wait another minute.

He moaned into your wetness kissing your pulsing clit before pulling away. His hand moved, thumb gathering your slick and rubbing it over your clit at a frustratingly slow pace, your eyes glossy as you quivered. Your head fell back, wet hair fanning over the sheets.

"You want me, baby? What do you say??" He spoke in a low alluring tone, his voice teasing you like sweet honey, licking your lips, you craved for him.

"Yeonieee, please...", he stood, wordlessly stripping himself of his underwear, his hard dick slapping against his stomach. He pulled you closer with one arm, his other hand taking his cock and pressing his head to your slit, pushing it up and down to coat it in your arousal, making you whine. Leaning down he placed wet open-mouthed kisses from your jaw down to your neck, leaving you completely breathless.

"Good girl." He whispered, as he slowly pushed himself into you until you met his hips, the both of you moaning in pleasure. Filling you up nicely, you could feel his cock touching the sides of your inner walls, you moan as you shut your eyes tightly, even now you still weren't used to his size. He started slow, rocking his hips into you, allowing your body to accommodate him, and watching as his cock disappears inside you and returns coated in your slick. Reveling in your warm tightness wrapped around him so nicely, he put one hand in your hair, leaning down to kiss you deeply.

Kissing back passionately, his lips tasted of cherry, oh how you missed these heated moments where nothing else in the world mattered apart from how he was making you feel. Breaking away the kiss, "Ahh... J-junnie." you felt around frantically for one of his hands, him taking it into his own, and intertwining your fingers. While leaning his body over you, pressing a soft kiss on your shoulder. Your arms wrapped around his neck in an attempt to feel his body even closer. 

"Junnie... please." his low thrusts coming to a halt. 

"Please, what, baby girl?" he asked, teasing you. "Please fuck me" and that's all he needed to hear from you, "Anything for you, baby." moaning against your neck, as he slid his cock out, the tip brushing against your g-spot, before pushing in again. Building up pace little by little, you could feel him twitch inside you.

He slid his cock out, the tip brushing against your g-spot, before pushing in again, taking his time to fuck you slowly, building up a pace little by little. Reveling in your warm tightness wrapped around him so nicely, he put one hand in your hair, leaning down to kiss you deeply. You turned your head slightly to pull away.

"Junnie, please go faster." You begged, he smirked at your desperate pleas, more than happy to comply. He followed your request, snapping his hips into you roughly, slamming past your g-spot and into your cervix repeatedly. Making you cry out, you were seeing white.

"So deep..." you whimpered. He growled in response, leaning back, gripping both of your hips tightly letting his nails dig into your skin as he pulled you to meet each uneven thrust. Skin slapping wetly as he fucked you harder, you dragged your nails down his biceps making him hiss out lightly.

"Baby, you feel so.... so fucking good. I love you....love you so much." He groaned, running his hand up your body and firmly grasping your breast as his gaze full of fervor locked with yours,  "so beautiful..."

"L-love you, Junnie. Love you... gonna cum. Junnie I'm gonna cum."

He reached to rub over your clit, sending your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you moaned loudly.

"That's a good girl. Cum on my cock, baby." He could feel you cumming around him, squeezing him tightly.

Rubbing your thigh softly, he rutted into you with jagged thrusts as he came deep inside, cum spilling out onto the sheets with each slowing thrust. He leaned over you, head falling into the crook of your neck.  Both of you breathed heavily, coming down from euphoria. This bliss with him was saccharine, it was healing. He was healing.

He stood, grabbing his discarded shirt, and started to work on cleaning you up. His touch was gentle once again as he wanted nothing more but to cherish you.

"Stay tonight?", he asked still a little breathless, only making fleeting eye contact as he tried to hide how badly he hoped for a yes to pass your lips.

"Yeah... I'll stay."

𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒 — banner made for “I’ll Stay” by @kuroppiz all rights reserved to them. "I'll stay" written by myself, do not copy, repost, translate, or moderate any of my works. Editor; @kuroppiz I sincerely couldn’t have done this without you, babe! I love you and your amazing brain!

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[shorkbrian]

Kiri’s lil sis (or step sis?) thirsting after her big brother’s cool best friend Bakugo, always trying to join them going anywhere and sit next to bakugo/on his lap with kiri being so oblivious to your advances until one day you practically throw yourself at bakugo to hang out just one and one.. You get all dolled up only to find out jealous kiri finds out about your little date and has to show you how he’s manly enough for whatever you need, that your his

oh my god

Kiri is fine to hang out with Bakugou, fine with calling him his friend, but seeing you tripping over yourself to try and gain Bakugou's approval? It makes his blood boil.

Especially since Kiri has heard Katsuki talk about girls when it's just the boys hanging out, how bakugou likes playing with 'em and what kind of rough, degrading shit he subjects them to. Kirishima is almost taken aback, but hey, to each their own.

Imagining Bakugou doing all that to his sweet little sister sickens him.

To find out that you went behind your older brother's back, batted your eyelashes and pushed your chest out while asking Katsuki if he would take you to get coffee, or food, or what-fucking-ever makes Kirishima grit his teeth and clench his fists.

Especially since he comes downstairs to see you primping in the mirror, with the shortest skirt you own barely covering your ass, nipples poking through the tiny, thin little crop top you're wearing.

"Where ya going?" He can't help but ask, eyes raking over you, a 'lil confused. He likes the view, but you shouldn't be dressed like that, it's inappropriate.

"I'm gonna go hang out with Katsuki." You're barely paying your brother any attention, making sure your makeup looks good enough, leaning forward to dab at your lipstick. Kirishima can't help but stare as your skirt rides up more, showing off a little glimpse of pale pink panties.

"No you aren't, not dressed like that." He decides quickly, a blush rising to his cheeks. He's not some doddling virgin, panties really aren't that revolutionary of a sight to him, but to see your panties, well-

"You're not dad, you can't tell me what to do." Your answer is so cheeky, so bratty, and Kirishima knows you're acting up, already trying to act older than you are so you'll look cool in Bakugou's eyes.

He's having none of it.

Two strides and he's grabbing you by your elbow, hand completely encompassing your little arm. Kiri likes the almost-frightened gasp that spills out of your mouth as he yanks you close, staring down at you with knitted brows.

"You aren't going anywhere near Katsuki, he's bad news for pretty girls like you. I'm not letting him put his hands on my little sister."

Wide eyes stare back at him. "Let me go, I'm not a little kid anymore!" You shake yourself out of his grip (only because he lets you) before you smooth out your outfit with a huff. "I know what I'm doing."

Kirishima frowns. "Do you? Really?" He's irritated now. You don't know what you're getting yourself into. You don't know how Bakugou's going to treat you, going to rough you up and make you cry, drop you off home afterwards and leave Kirishima to clean up the mess he's made of you.

"You're not going."

"I don't have to do what you say Kiri." You point out. "Just 'cause mom and dad aren't home doesn't mean you get to control me. Dad said it was fine when I asked him earlier."

Your brother huffs, moves behind you until his bulk is blocking the front door, your exit. "Dad barely knows who Bakugou is. I said you aren't going, and that's final."

"Kirishima-" You're angry, eyes blazing as you stare him down. "Get out of my way."

Look at you, trying to be all tough and bossy. Bakugou would destroy you, and Kirishima can't, won't have that happen.

"He's not gentle, y'know." The redhead starts off nonchalantly, propelling his body towards your with a few easy steps.

"He'll grab you like this-" A hand at your throat, squeezing too tight for your comfort and immediately you're scrabbling at his arm, wheezing for Kiri to stop. "And he'll just laugh when you do that."

"He'll bend you over the most convenient surface, see?" He's shoving you into the kitchen, making you stumble backwards before your brother spins you around, slams you over the counter. Your toes are barely touching the ground, head spinning from the rough treatment. What was Kiri - your sweet, goofy brother - doing?

"Probably'll make fun of what you're wearing. I mean seriously, are you trying to look like a slut?" Kirishima slaps your ass where it's exposed by your tiny skirt, and you yelp, trying to scramble away. But Kirishima easily grabs your waist, keeps you in place and kicks your legs apart before forcing himself between them.

"I can see your panties, and your breasts in this little getup. Bakugou doesn't like easy girls, thinks they deserve to get fucked real rough. You ready for that?" Kirishima doesn't bother with your skirt, it's so short it's not even in his way as he runs his fingers over your panties, snapping the waistband against your skin. You're so warm.

Then a hand pushes up your shirt until it's over your chest, and your tits are smushed against the counter as Kirishima presses you flat against it. "Y'know, he might not even prep you. A real gentleman would make sure you're ready first, maybe make you cum a few times before even think of getting inside you, but not Katsuki. He'll shove in dry, tear you up and make you bleed all over the place."

Fingers push the crotch of your panties to the side, and you're whining, crying into the counter now. Begging Kirishima to stop only makes him chuckle darkly, and suddenly you feel the heat of his crotch as he presses against you, grinds the bulge in his jeans against your core.

"Crying is only gonna make him treat you worse. You know he doesn't like crybabies. You gonna cry for him just like this when he splits you apart? You'll make him go soft sweetie."

It's only when you hear the sound of a zipper do you truly start to thrash, truly scared and cowed. "I get it, I get it! 'M sorry Kiri, I won't go, I won't!" You cry, legs kicking as you push up against his hand, trying to get off the counter where he has you pinned.

Kirishima lets out a noncommittal hum, enjoying the way your frantic movement is stimulating his cock where it's pressed to your cute little pussy. You're even starting to get a bit wet, darkening his jeans.

"Please! Let me go, I'll listen, I swear-" You beg, cries choking your throat.

It feels like forever until Kiri steps away from you, lets you push yourself off the cold counter and pull your shirt over your chest, push your panties back into place and tug down your skirt.

When you turn to look at him, Kirishima almost feels bad about your puffy eyes and the tears running down your face. Almost.

"C'mere-" Is all he offers instead of an apology, pulling you into a bone-crushing hug. He's still hard in his jeans.

"I just don't want to see you get hurt, that's all." Your brother explains, rubbing your shoulder as you sniffle against his chest. "Bakugou isn't boyfriend material, got it? Especially not for someone who hasn't even had their first kiss."

He can feel you nodding in understanding against him.

"I'll text him that you won't be coming, okay? Go upstairs and change. Maybe we can watch a movie or something." A pat to your head as you turn away from him, little hands wiping at the tears on your face as you start to walk away.

Kiri can still see your panties with every step you take, ass bouncing.

He's going to text Katsuki, tell him that you're completely off limits. Maybe later tonight he'll send the blonde a video to really cement that fact, you on your knees, sucking his cock. Or maybe a few different pictures of your cunt as he presses inside, a few more showing him teasing your clit with the head of his dick.

That'll get the message across, not only to Bakugou, but to you.

Kirishima's the only one that gets to touch you

Ever.

#tw.nsfw #tw.dubcon #tw.dc #tw.incest #tw.dark content #tw.noncon #dark kirishima #yandere #yandere kirishima #Kirishima eijirou #banana fish eiji #eijiro kirishima smut #smut #bnha smut #yandere bnha

[serendipityrogers]

do you mind? || b. banner

summary: late nights in the lab with bruce

word count: 1095 (short & sweet)

pairing: bruce banner x female!reader

warning: none! just a little kissing

an: i saw a tiktok that inspired me and this is what i came up with :) sorry it’s short, something to hold you guys over.

@belouva tagging you because you replied to my post about writing for bruce <3

You were sick of crying.

The only sound that could be heard on your level of the Avengers Compound, was the occasional thunder rumble and your sniffling. You could feel the tears staining your cheeks, dripping onto the fabric of your pillow. Without even seeing it, you could tell your eyes were puffy, red, and irritated. You felt like you had been crying for a week straight, but it was realistically only a few hours.

Steve had knocked on your door a couple hours ago, asking if you wanted anything for dinner. You were able to create a facade for a few moments, but he wasn’t stupid, and he had ears so, he knew. And when you rejected, he set a bowl of warm soup outside your door anyway. After taking a few bites, you discarded it on your desk. You were just in a funk, unable to place what was making you so sad. It felt like a multitude of things, so you couldn’t pinpoint it exactly, which became overwhelming, so here you were.

Crying into your pillow, at midnight, desperately trying to find something that would distract you. And almost like the universe was listening, a familiar name popped up on your phone, it was Bruce. You smiled at the small green heart you put next to his name. It was a simple text, but instantly lifted your spirits. “Need some company in my lab. Do you mind joining me?” Your body ached for sleep, but you could never turn down an offer from Bruce.

Wrapping your weak frame in a jacket, you began your trek down to the laboratories on the ground floor. The floors creaked, rain pounded against the large widows, and the walls shook from the thunder. The socks on your feet allowed any of your footsteps to be silenced, as you scooted past your other housemate’s rooms. The elevator's dinging sounded louder this deep into the night. When the walls turned from a deep grey to a blinding white, you knew you had reached your final destination.

“Hello?” You asked, peeking your head into the only lab with the lights still flicked on. “Oh, hey, you got my message.” Bruce glanced up at you, over his glasses, which sat comically low on the bridge of his nose. “I did.” You nodded, walking further into the room. “How did you know I was awake?” You asked, taking a seat in one of the stools. “Just a hunch.” He shrugged, looking back at the screen in front of him. And you proceeded to just watch him.

The button-up shirt you noticed him wearing earlier this morning, was undone about three buttons down. A five o’clock shadow decorated his tired features. His hair was more disheveled than normal, pushed mostly to his left. “Do you ever sleep?” You asked, breaking the silence. You propped your head up on your knees, which were pulled against your chest. “I’ve learned to function pretty with a small amount of it.” He confessed. “Everyone needs sleep.” You chuckled, noticing the growing bags under his eyes.

Whatever he was looking at on the screen disappeared, and popped up in the air closer towards the middle of the room. “I do all the bare necessities. I sleep, I eat, and I breathe.” He insisted, following the floating pictures. Bruce was a mystery man. He never talked much, only to Tony really. He kept to himself and only talked when spoken too. “Why did you ask me to come down here?” You asked, standing now, leaning against the cold lab table. “I was sick of being down here by myself, plus, I assume this would be better than crying up in your room, alone.”

You hadn’t been hiding your crying very well, you admit, but you hadn’t even considered that Bruce may have noticed. He didn’t seem like the observational type, but you had been wrong before. “Much better than crying alone in my room.” You muttered, walking to stand beside Bruce, trying to take in what he was looking at. When he noticed your look of confusion, he began to do what he did best, and began explaining. “I’m looking for a way to create an even better Super Soldier Serum…” He began, pulling the thin frames off his nose, and using them as his pointer.

“I’m going through the periodic table, seeing how the different elements affect vital organs, see which ones are usable and which ones are not.” A diagram of a human body filled your vision, and you watched as different areas began to blink red. “Right now, I’m looking at Selenium.” The arms of his glasses pointed towards the body, pointing towards the liver, kidneys, and heart. “So, what this shows me is that when the human body has too much Selenium, it can affect these vital organs…”

Another silence fell over the room. “Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?” He asked, and this caught you off guard. It was just so weird to hear Bruce be so personable, not that you didn’t like it, you loved it in fact. You stared at him, the edges of your lips turning upwards into a smile. Bruce’s face couldn’t help but do the same. And you weren’t sure if it was the lack of sleep or from your brain being fuzzy from crying, but you spoke before thinking.

“You could distract me.” Tension filled the room almost immediately. You finally noticed your closeness, you had turned to face him, and his arms were crossed over his chest, leaving little to no room between your bodies. His face seemed to turn a very soft shade of red, when your eyes flickered down to his lips. He hesitated for a moment, but other than that, he didn’t give it a second thought.

His lips were soft, especially compared to your chapped ones. God damn crying. Your hands landed on either side of face, desperate to pull his lips closer to yours. The stubble on his face was rough against your palms. Slowly, his hands snaked down to your hips, the calluses on his thumbs contrasted against the smooth skin exposed by the gap between your t-shirt and sleep shorts.

Reluctantly you pulled away. His forehead rested against yours, both of you using the moment to catch your breaths. When you met his gaze, all you could do was giggle a bit. “Please tell me you didn’t do that cause you were tired.” He chuckled, one of his calloused hands fluttering across the small of your back.

“As long as you tell me you didn’t just do that because you were sad.”

#bruce banner #bruce banner x reader #bruce banner x you #bruce banner imagine #bruce banner one shot #bruce banner fanfiction #mark ruffalo #mark ruffalo x reader #mark ruffalo x you #mark ruffalo imagine #mark ruffalo one shot #mark ruffalo fanfiction #mcu one shot #mcu imagine #mcu x reader #science bros

[muichiroslover]

Heyo could I request a ban x reader

Where ban and y/n first started dating before elaine so when elaine got into the picture she was a little jealous of their relationship and would try and break them up. And so one day ban and y/n got into an argument, the next day y/n and all of her stuff was gone. Elaine thinking it was a perfect time to take ban tries to comfort him but all he can think about is y/n. So eventually he finds y/n and apologizes in which y/n forgives him.

HAPPY ENDINGG

(Srry If its 2 long u don't have to do it if u dont want 2) (also I do not hate elaine xD)

Hi hi!! Yes I love this idea I love me some angst with happy ending 👀 I hope this is to your liking butterscotch!! <33 enjoy (●’◡’●)ﾉ♥︎♥︎

(Sorry it’s a little late ☹︎)

Pairings: Ban x reader

Warnings: Mentions of blood and wounds (not bad)

Genre: Angst with happy ending

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You and ban had been a couple for as long as you could remember, at first it was kind of hard to approach him when you guys first met but when you guys had warmed up to each other you guys were absolutely inseparable

You guys did everything together and you were so well known your couple name around towns were “The bandit couple”

As you guys explored the world one night Ban brought up news about this drink that could give you immortality, using the sly line

“Then we can be together forever”

To which you laughed and hit him playfully, but he was entirely serious, you sighed and ended up agreeing to your adventurous boyfriends plan, if it wasn’t real at least you guys would have a fun time

So you guys began your journey to the fairy kings forest, when you guys had finally got to the tree you looked up and groaned

“That’s a huge tree, do we have to climb it?” You ask and he snorts as he already begins getting his hands and legs ready to climb

“You don’t have to, you can wait down here” he says smugly and you glare at the back of his head

“No I’m coming, I might as well see it through” you mutter annoyed to which he laughed

“That’s my girl” he says and you look away in embarrassment, feeling flustered at the comment which almost sent the blue haired man flying off the tree in amusement

As you guys climbed and finally made it to the top a girl, a little one at that looked at you both with a straight face as she puts her hand up and a huge wind blows you guys off

You scream in fear as you get blown far back and far above the ground, Ban grits and teeth and clicks his tongue as he grabs you as you guys start falling and takes the impact

You quickly got off of him and looked at him, tears almost in your eyes

“Oh my god! Ban! Ban I’m so sorry I didn’t mean for you to take the impact! Ban!! Ban-“ you frantically said to the man on the ground who’s eyes were closed

“If you keep calling my name out like that it’d be plain bullying if I didn’t wake up” he groans as he slowly sits up and you quickly hug him to which he chuckles and embraces you back

“Alright let’s try again” he says and your eyes widen slightly

“But ban-“ you begin and he just looks at you with his normal goofy smile you can never turn down, you sigh, deeply may I add and look at him

“Okay..I trust you” you say and he grins even wider as he grabs your hand and stands up as you guys started running towards the tree

The same thing happened a few times, it hurt, a lot but Ban never let you get too injured, always taking the impact of the fall even if you tried to fight with his grip in the air

The last time you guys got up there Ban grabbed his weapon and your eyes widen slightly thinking he was gonna attack the little girl

But he manipulated his staff and instead grabbed the cub with his weapon, You gasped as you two got quickly bounded by trees and the girl took the cup from Bans hand

The girl stands in front of you guys seemingly doing something then she lets us both go, Ban started explaining why you guys wanted immortality and those of such, You didn’t expect him to tell her his whole life’s story but

“Well shes too strong Y/n, let’s just go back” he says smiling at you as he holds out his hand, you smile lightly and nod as you grab it and you both head back down the tree

You guys were camping near the tree those days you were climbing it, you decided you’d stay another week since the fairy kings forest is actually quite pretty and you wanted to explore a bit before leaving since this opportunity may never come again

One night as you laid asleep in your sleeping bag you felt moving, you opened your eyes groggily to see your boyfriend quietly leaving the tent, you thought nothing of it, maybe he was going to pee or he was extra hungry or there was something dangerous nearby

Ignoring it you let yourself fall back into a deep slumber

But as the days and nights continued he kept sneaking out, you started getting suspicious so on the 4th night he snuck out you waited a little bit pretending you were sleeping and after a few minutes you slowly crept out of the tent

You looked around whispering your boyfriends name, this could be a huge misunderstanding after all

You went all around the forest and no sight of Ban

You went back to the tent and looked in, maybe you missed him?? But nope he wasn’t in there

You finally stopped in front of the tree and looked up, remembering the girl that resided there, logically speaking she was older then both of us since fairy’s live longer

“He didn’t” you whisper, you didn’t want to think, no you absolutely were wrong, must be seeing the wrong picture

Your boyfriend of years and hardships is not sneaking out at night to meet up with another girl, no it sounds absurd even thinking about it

‘I’ll just climb and check and I’ll be wrong, I’ll take the wind blow’ you think nodding your head reassuring yourself

You start climbing up the tree as quietly as possible, when you finally made it up and peaked up your mouth fell agape as you saw Ban and the girl chatting and laughing, all close

It surprised you so much that you lost grip on the tree and fell back, you rolled down the tree as if it was a hill, your limbs flying to and fro as you finally hit the bottom

You groaned quietly in pain

“What was that?” Ban says as he stops his conversation with Elaine hearing a soft thump

Elaine looks to the side

“ I didn’t hear anything?” She says and Ban shrugs as they continue to talk

You on the other hand shakily get up as you look at yourself, your arm was bleeding but you don’t know from where, your left ankle was sprained for sure, and your back was killing you it probably had a horrible bruise forming

A tear slipped out as you limped to the tent, you sat down as you grabbed bandages and started cleaning your wounds, the blood was coming from a gash just below your shoulder, probably from a sharp branch

You put a stick in your mouth as you took a deep breath, you grabbed some of Bans alcohol and poured it over the cut, you bit down harshly on the stick but no scream made it through, tears can’t say the same though

You spit out the stick as you breathed hard, every breath of air seeming like you haven’t had oxygen for a while, you take a bandage and wrap it around your arm securely

Usually you would make herbs for wounds and etc, but your hands were shaky, mind a daze and eyes blurry from tears

You wrapped up your sprained ankle and just let your back be in pain because there wasn’t much you could do about the pain back there

You sat silently in the tent waiting for your boyfriend to arrive, he did not arrive till the morning, about an hour and a half before you would usually wake up

When he opened the tent and saw you staring blankly at his empty sleeping bag he went to you and was about to touch your shoulder to ask you what was wrong but you jerked back

He was surprised as you looked at him, your eyes puffy, a huge sign you were crying

“Y/n what-“

“Where were you last night Ban?” You ask and he goes silent

“No in fact where were you the past 4 nights??” You ask and he sighs

“Y/n I just went out to explore and hunt, the foods not gonna come to us-“

You scoff, tears forming up, if he’s lying then is it true that he..

“You’re lying Ban, you’re lying to me” you grit out and he looks at you a little confused but mostly surprised

“What?”

“You were up there in that tree with that girl..” you say dangerously quiet and he sighs his head falling as he realizes he’s been caught and it looks totally wrong too

“Y/n..” he begins and you shake your head

“No no dont Y/n me, why did you lie and why were you sneaking out?!” You shout

“Y/n we were just talking I swear, I lied because I didn’t know how you would react-“

“HOW I WOULD REACT? HOW WOULD YOU REACT IF I WAS SNEAKING OFF LATE AT NIGHT AND MEETING UP WITH SOME GUY BAN?? HUH??!” You ask pushing him back but you wince as the wound near your shoulder moves

Ban notices this then notices the bandage on your arm and ankle

“Y/n what happened?” He asks quickly as he pulls your ankle into his palm to examine it, but you pull it back quickly

“You’re not even answering me, I-I can’t believe this, I can’t.” You say as you lay down in your sleeping bag, you were extremely tired from staying up the whole night already

You laid on the opposite side you usually lay on because of the wound on your other shoulder and thankfully it was the side not facing Ban

You guys didn’t speak for the whole day and when night came you woke up only to see Ban gone

“Y-You’re kidding” you whisper, you quickly get out, you run to the tree as you go up the route you began to remember with your mind at this point

You climbed up skillfully fast ignoring the roaring pain in both your ankle and shoulder, you peaked up and not to your surprise you see Ban and Elaine speaking under the oh so romantic fairy lights

With no sound you climbed back down, you walked to your tent and went in, grabbing your bag you grabbed your herbs, bandages, clothes and canned foods, leaving some for Ban even in your mood

You rolled up your sleeping bag and dig the dirt under as you grabbed your bag of coins, you and Ban always hid your money in case of any intruders, you guys were bandits after all

You take your money and put it in your bag as you get out the tent and leave

Ban returned back in the morning, he had asked Elaine what he should do to fix things and what a girl usually would like in this type of situation, you guys had never fought so bad to the point you didn’t speak the whole entire day

He was scared you were actually done with him, he had a few picked flowers in his hand and he took a deep breath as he opened the tent

But his eyes widen when he sees your stuff gone and your sleeping bag rolled up, he drops the flowers as he looks around frantically

“Y/N?? Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?!” He yelled, he ran everywhere around the forest looking for you, but you were no where in sight

By the time night fell he still couldn’t find you and it felt like his whole world was collapsing in front of him, he couldn’t think and he couldn’t even yell anymore bc he was sure he lost his voice by how loud and long he was screaming your name

He quickly wiped a tear that rolled down his cheek as he quickly climbed the tree, Elaine looked over at him worriedly

“You didn’t come at our usual time I was worried” she said and looks away blushing slightly

“She left Elaine! She left and I can’t find her anywhere” he says as he falls onto his knees and the tears finally come out

“She left me Elaine I-“ he says hoarsely

Elaine frowns sadly as she goes over and hugs him

“Well Ban...maybe she wasn’t the right one..there’s other people who can make you happy” she says

“Her injuries, she had bandages on her right arm and an injury on her ankle as well! She can get really hurt out there I have to find her” he cried

“Ban she left you, maybe it’s time to move on” Elaine says hintfully and lets go of Ban as she flies to the cup, she gives it to Ban and smiles at him

“Really?” He asks and she nods blushing a bit, he drank it slowly and when Elaine wasn’t looking he poured some inside of a glass bottle

“Ban I like-“ Elaine begins but Ban gets up

“I’m sorry Elaine I think this is the last time you’ll be seeing me, I checked every inch of the forest last night so that means Y/n has left the forest, I’m gonna be leaving as soon as I make it to the tent and get my stuff” he says to the girl who’s face falls in despair

“W-What wait but Ban she-“ she began

“She left? She had a good reason, if I was in her position I’d be upset too I can’t blame her” he says running a hand through his hair

“B-BUT SHE-SHE” Elaine tries to plead but stops when she sees Ban smile at her

“No matter what she did or does, she’s the only one my heart races for, in life or in death Y/n is my one true love so...wherever she goes I’ll chase her” he says and with that he jumps off the tree

Elaine falls to her knees as she watches the spot Ban once stood in, her head falling down as tears fell on to the tree

Ban had gotten to the tent and began packing all his stuff he got his money bag from under his sleeping , though he wonders where you hid yours and leaves

He travels for towns and towns looking for you, he had finally found you but much to his dismay you got captured since you were injured and were in a pretty tight situation as you were on death row

He watched as you and other prison mates were in a yard just doing your own things, you were laying on a bench staring at the sky

“Pssst”

You look up quickly and look around not seeing anyone, you were about to lay back down

“Pssst Y/n!”

You look around again noticing the familiar voice

“I must be going crazy” you mutter as you hold your forehead

“You’re not! Look over here!”

You slowly look to the side of the fence you were near and your eyes slowly landed on a bush, soon blue hair popped up from behind the bush and Ban gave you that grin of his

“Ban!” You say, a smile on your face, but you quickly replace it by a scowl and look away from him

He smiles slightly at that

“Y/n come on look at me” he whispers and you begrudgingly look over at him and he smiles, causing you to get flustered and your scowl to shake trying not to smile

“What are you doing here, you better hurry up and escape before they catch you too” you whisper not looking at him, instead watching the guards

He laughs

“As if I would leave you in a jail cell, come on let’s go” he says and you look at him stupidly

“Let’s go? No thanks death row isn’t that bad” you say coldly and he sighs

“Fine, guess we have to do this the hard way” he says shrugging

“HEY GUARDS” He shouts and your eyes widen as you sit up and block him with your body as the guards and inmates look at you

“UHH YEAH GUARDS, UHM YOUR ZIPPERS DOWN” you say and cringe deeply when the guards both look down and one coughs as he zips up his zipper, the inmates laughing

When everything died down you looked at Ban deadly

“Are you crazy?” You whisper

“Crazy for you”

Your mouth closes as you try to not blush but it’s inevitable as your brows unfurrow and a small smile takes over

“There’s that smile I love” he says and you roll your eyes as you huff slightly

“You better explain, I’m not giving you another chance so don’t you lie to me” you say and he nods quickly like a dog, you can basically see the tail behind him wagging

“Now step back babe, you’re boyfriends here to save you” he says smugly and you roll your eyes as you back up

He takes out his staff and in a swift motion breaks the fence, the guards all look over

“HEY” one shouts and you gasp as Ban quickly scoops you up and starts running

“It’s okay! I’ll take this bandit off your hands!” He shouts amused as he runs, he runs into a forest and does many turns eventually losing the guards who had to return back before any other inmates escaped

He puts you down lightly and you cross your arms to which he snorts

“I can run you know” you say and he shakes his head as he leans down and takes out a jar of green stuff

“They’re not as good as yours but they should do” he says and he gently takes your leg as he pulls up the inmate suit and sees your swollen ankle

“Tch stupid guards didn’t even treat it” he mutters as he takes some of the green cream and slowly and gently rubs it over your ankle

You can’t lie this felt really good but

“The first night I went up to try to plead for the youth drink” he says and you look at him

“The second night I went up to try and bribe for the youth drink”

“The third night I spoke to her, I tried to get to know her so she can see we have no bad intentions but one night wasn’t enough”

“The 4th night she had decent trust in me, so we continued talking”

He sighed as he started wrapping the bandage around your ankle softly, you don’t think you’ve ever seen Ban this gentle

“And the 5th night?” You ask and he looks to the side, you noticed a slight blush

“The 5th night I asked advice on what I should do to make you forgive me..” he mutters and your mouth falls agape slightly, it slowly forms into a small smile

“I’m sorry for not letting you explain..” you say and he shakes his head

“No, I can see how this looked from your perspective” he says as he rolls up your sleeves and switches the old bloodied bandages on your arm

You chuckle softly

“So I guess we can’t be together forever” you say sighing and as he rubs the herb cream on your bruised back he raises his eyebrow and pulls out a glass bottle with pink liquid

“Sorry but you’re not escaping me so easily” he says and you gasp as you grab the bottle and look at it

“This is really it??” You say looking back at him and he nods proudly

You slowly open it and drink it, but you didn’t feel that different

“Did it work?” You ask and he shrugs to which you deadpan

That day you both held hand as you jumped off a cliff, when you landed you guys sat up as you laughed and high fived, it worked

After a few months both you and Ban were caught purposely cause life began to get boring, you both sat in the same cell, after 33 executions you both are still alive in confinement

“I win” you say as you cross an all three X’s on the tic tac toe you made on the dirt in the ground

“You’re cheating” Ban replies and you laugh

Soon the door blows open and you two looked over to see a short man with blonde hair, you both smiled as Meliodas smiled back at you two

“Glad to see you two are still lovebirds”

#imagines #fluff #fiction #scenarios #angst #romance #ban x elaine #ban x reader #writing #oneshots #sds ban #ban sds #sds anime #sds x reader #sds meliodas #seven deadly sins meliodas #seven deadly sins ban #seven deadly sins #anime angst #anime #angst with a happy ending #angst with fluff #meliodas

[superfics-forone]

Just Friends

SUMMARY: Sam asks the group who they think are the “hottest” members of the team. You don’t make the cute for Bucky’s top five.

Bucky x TALL!Reader

W/C: 5,800

WARNINGS: angst, swearing (like two f bombs), cannon level violence, Bucky being an idiot (it’s a warning), physical insecurities, fake science

A/N: I wrote this because the top 5 situation actually happened to me IRL and when you don’t make someone you like’s list, it sucks. Also, this is in no way meant as being against people who are smaller! I am just a tall/plus size woman and sometimes that really makes you feel like you’re unattractive to people because you don’t fit the gender norm. Let me know what you think! I’m pretty new at this so I’d appreciate the feedback!

Also, HUGE shout out to @princessmisery666 for being so patient and supportive! Thank you for being my beta! Your comments were so incredibly helpful!

The best part about working with Bucky was that you got to see him everyday. The worst part was that you were constantly reminded that he wasn’t attracted to you.

You knew you were a good looking woman, people would often tell you that. It usually happened when you weren’t necessarily feeling your prettiest. Somehow that made it worse. Others would compliment you but he never would. Even when you knew you looked good- like you had put in extra effort and actually tried that day- still he would give you nothing.

You sat across from him in the common room looking at all the other Avengers wondering why he didn’t feel the same when you finally got your answer.

“Alright man,” Sam called out to the group. “Top five, let’s go.”

“Top five?” asked Clint, not sure if he wanted to know the answer. “Top five what?”

Everyone looked back to Sam, - “Top five on who you think is lookin’ most fine”.

“You want us to rate each other?” You asked incredulously.

“Naw, man!” Sam replied. “I want to know who you think are the top five most attractive! Male and female!”

You slunk back into the sofa, both curious and terrified of the conversation to come.

You heard huffs from the others but no one objected. Vision went first and of course he could only answer with; “I believe all of you are inherently lovely. I couldn’t possibly pick a top five of those who I find to be most attractive.” As soon as he finished and the room was no longer focused on him though he leaned over to Wanda and said something in her ear that made her blush.

You brought your cup up to your lips to hide your smile. You loved how happy they were after having been through so much heartbreak.

Sam went next, “Imma say, Wanda, Nat, Gamora’s got it goin’ on…for an alien…Hill - don’t tell her I said that- and…Y/N,” he said throwing you a wink.

You smiled but shook your head with a roll of your eyes. You knew the only reason he said your name was because you were in the room. He was trying to be kind. Men didn’t seem to be actively lining up to be with you…it might have something to do with them being intimidated by you being an Avenger but who could possibly know

“Sam you would think anything with legs that gave you the time of day was hot,” Bucky shot.

The others laughed but Sam shot back, “alright, Tin Man, who’s on your list? Okoye?”

“Yeah for one! I would be dead before I could make a move but sure! She’s dangerous and stunning!” He took a swig of bourbon as if he was done.

“Alright then who else?” Wanda leaned forward winking at you.

You shot her a warning look. You had only told her how you felt about Bucky once on a drunken night after finding out he had gone on date with another recruit. Jealousy had reared its ugly head and she could feel your angst that night. You had asked Wanda how; “A tiny little thing that would barely hold her own in the ring,” could possibly catch his eye. It was as if the only thing he saw you as was an ear to listen to his problems and a soldier he could rely on in the field. You had seen them together multiple times since then and every time it pained you more.

She was everything you weren’t. Barely five foot, two inches tall with a skinny frame to match, and a nicely formed backside. In reality you couldn’t be mad at Bucky. He deserved to be happy. He was your friend and you wanted that for him. You just wanted that particular happiness too.

“Okay, okay!” Bucky’s hands came up in surrender as he finished his drink and leaned back to think, He sat so close to you his left bicep of his folded arms brushed yours with every breath he took.“Okoye? Sure…uh… in no particular order…Wanda, Nat, Darcy, and the little woman, Kris, from reception.”

“It seems, Mr. Barnes”, said Vision, “that you prefer mates who are significantly smaller than you. I do believe that of that group, Wanda is the tallest one.”

“Which isn’t really saying much because I’m only five, six”, she complained.

“The perfect height my dear.” Wanda smiled at that and kissed Vision’s cheek .

You took another long sip of your drink as you registered what had been said. Your stomach soured as you finished the glass. Not so much from the alcohol as from the realization that the man who you had secretly been pinning over didn’t even list you as attractive enough to make his top five.

You felt like you knew why. It was just too much. You weren’t small and dainty like those on his list. You had big bones and a can do attitude. You wouldn’t take crap from people. And because you were so tall you could come off as intimidating…or so some men had told you.

“I’m going to get another drink,” You whispered to no one in particular.

But Sam really couldn’t read a room and he called you out. “No, no! Who’s on your list Y/N?”

“Oh no!” You said dryly. “I’d have to be much drunker for that conversation. For now, I'll keep my opinions to myself.”

You spotted Bucky’s surprised face before you made your way over to the bar. The conversation carried on behind you as you refilled your glass. Thoughts of Bucky’s revelation clouding your mind. You were never going to be good enough for him because you were just too big. Too tall. Too much. He liked the smallest, most petite women in the compound. Feeling your emotions swelling,you decided to grab the bottle and made your way quietly out of the room while the ruckus continued.

Once on your floor you closed the door behind you with a forceful slam, “FRIDAY!! Lock the door and don’t open it for anyone!!”

“Yes, Miss Y/L/N.”

The rest of the night was spent on the floor in your sweats drinking from your bottle of whiskey and feeling sorry for yourself and all the things you couldn’t be because of biology.

You weren’t sure if it was a drunken stupor or your imagination but at one point you could have sworn you heard a knock only for it to go away just as quickly.

…

The next day you had an awful hangover and didn’t get out of bed. Bucky came to your door for your normal morning run.

“Tell him I’m not going, Friday.”

“He would like to know why, Miss.”

“Tell him it’s my time of the month.”

“Your time of the month was last week, Miss.”

“Who’s side are you on, Friday? Just tell him I’m sick.”

“Very well, Miss.”

It was silent for a few moments and you had thought that would be enough to get Bucky off your back for now.

“Mr. Barnes would like to know if you’d like to see Dr. Cho, Miss.”

“Uuuugggghhhh,” you rolled out of bed and marched over, irritated that the one person you didn’t want to see was at your door.Pulling it open with a huff you practically screamed. “What?!?”

“Woah!” Bucky jumped back startled at your disheveled appearance and puffy eyes. “I just want to make sure you’re alright, doll. You didn’t come back last night and you never answered the door when I came to check on you.”

So there was a knock last night.

You couldn’t look him in the eye as your eyes filled with tears again, this time with shame. “I’m fine, Bucky.” You started shutting the door quickly and he stuck his hand on it preventing you from closing it again.

“Y/N…what’s…”

“Bucky, I just need some rest okay?” You cut him off, “I’m fine. I promise I’ll be right as rain tomorrow.” You smiled weakly.

Bucky searched your face as if trying to find what you weren’t telling him in your eyes. But you were an Avenger and you knew how to school your features to show nothing.

Bucky sighed and shook his head, “alright, doll. I’m here if you want to talk about anything.”

“Yes, fine,” you said pushing him out the door. Your eyes had flooded with tears again. You didn’t look up to see Bucky’s hurt and concerned face as you closed the door again and put your back to it.

You held your breath listening for his footsteps to retreat before sinking to the floor and crying.

…

The next day was an all out avoid Bucky day. You weren’t sure you could take the questions and worried looks he was sure to give you. Instead, you decided that what you needed was time away from such temptation. And so, you went in to ask Steve for an overseas long assignment.

“You sure about this one, Y/N. It’s a 9 month solo mission. It’s going to be long and it’s going to be lonely.”

“Yes. I’m sure. I need some time to myself.”

Steve looked at you with understanding and pity. He could see how you felt about Bucky even if he couldn’t get his best friend to see it as well.

“Alright,” he said, “suit up. You leave in 2 hours.”

South Africa wasn’t the worst assignment. It wouldn’t take long for you to get the information you needed. And the separation from Bucky would be good for you.

You finished checking your last weapon and loaded it as well as a pair of throwing knives, a gift from Bucky, into your duffle before looking around your room one more time.

You headed to the door and almost made it out until the picture of you and Bucky on your dresser made you stop. Picking it up you smiled at the memory of the minor league baseball game you’d attended together. You had won tickets and no one else was available that night. When you’d offered the tickets to Bucky you couldn’t believe that he said yes! It was the true start of your friendship, talking about life and how much it had changed for him but also how little it had changed for you. He couldn’t believe it when you started singing all the words to “I’ll never smile again”.

“You think I don’t know music? I’m quite cultured, Mr. Barnes!” You had said with a laugh.

“I never said you weren’t, sweetheart!”

Coming back out of your revelry with a start you put the picture back down on the dresser and turned to the door. You were going to get over this infatuation, even if it killed you. Supposedly time heals all wounds. Well you weren’t sure if there was ever going to be enough time but you could get distance.

…

Hours later Bucky came in to tell you about the relationship problems he was having with the girl from reception. She just didn’t seem to understand him and kept picking fights. You had become his confidant and had saved his relationship once before so would most likely be able to do it again.

He was almost to your room when he noticed your door was ajar. Slowing he moved closer and pushed it in silently. The room was neat and quiet. Your bed folded nicely as though it was always that way.

Bucky knew that you never made your bed until you were right about to get in it. Or unless you were going on a trip.

Checking carefully he started to notice things missing. Your favorite slippers were gone. Your tooth brush and favorite stuffed animal turtle were also missing. All of the things that you felt you had to have with you were gone.

Then he saw the picture frame on the dresser. Picking it up he too smiled at the memory, then frowned. It was still here. You almost always took this with you. Why was it still here but everything else you held of value was gone.

“Friday, where is Y/N?”

“Miss Y/L/N has volunteered for a mission, sir.”

“Where?”

“That information is classified.”

“Okay, when will she be back?”

“That information is classified.”

“Alright, who else went on the mission,” he asked hoping whoever it was would have your back.

“All other Avengers are currently in the compound.”

“So she went by herself?” Bucky fumed.

“That information is classified.”

“Damn robots!”

Bucky stormed out and found Steve in the kitchen.

“Where did you send her, punk!

Steve didn’t even look up from his newspaper, knowing exactly what his best friend was talking about.

“She’ll be fine, Buck. She just needs some time to herself.”

“So send her to Fiji! Not a solo mission!!”

“This is her call Bucky. You’ve got to trust her.”

Bucky spun on his heel and headed to the computer lab. He knew he was being irrational but if no one else was going to look after your well-being then he was going to have to do it himself.

It took him all day but he finally unencrypted the files for your mission. You were to carry out a recon mission in Port Elizabeth on a supposed Hydra base. It was a far cry from Fiji but you wouldn’t be in immediate danger.

Still he came in everyday to check in on your reports and find out how the events in the country were progressing. He had even convinced Torres to help him set up notifications to his phone if something were to go wrong. He had, very nicely, threatened him with knives if he didn’t set up Stark’s satellite to keep an eye on you.

After three weeks he was really starting to miss your company. Every time he went out with Kris from reception he realized that she just wasn’t as interesting as you. They didn’t have the same camaraderie and chemistry as the two of you did.

So when his phone dinged at 2:30am he looked at the notification. It was a satellite image of you on your apartment porch drinking coffee. You seemed at ease and calm at your small table. Your hair down and wearing a long red dress. He went to the live feed of the satellite but when he did you weren’t there.

Bucky refreshed the page again thinking it may be just an error. But his rising heartbeat made him think differently. When the screen came back he noticed the upturned coffee mug and the newspapers on the ground.

Bucky flew from his bed and raced down the hall to the command room. Steve and Tony were already there, still in their pajamas.

“…it’s not as if she has a tracker in her, Stark!”

“Well maybe she should! Maybe we should make it a standard issue! Everyone gets a tracker! Friday! Make a note!”

“Yes sir.” replied the AI.

“Tony, we need to focus on the…”

“Where is she?!” Bucky growled.

Both men turned around in surprise. Steve recovered first, his eyes sympathetic for his friend’s worry. “We’re not sure, Buck. These images were only taken 4 hours ago.” He clicked to zoom in closer, “but we did get this.”

He zoomed all the way into the kitchen window behind where you’d sat drinking coffee, where a face reflected in the glass. Bucky looked on in rage, hands in tight fists, as the image became clearer and Zemo came into focus.

…

You awoke with a start, unaware of your surroundings. You sat on a bed in a bare room with a single one way mirror. A metal chair sat by the wall and you noticed no handle on the door. Trying to piece together what had happened you recalled your last memory.

A beautiful morning, the sun shining on the water, a freshly brewed cup of coffee. You sat in your apartment in Port Elizabeth, a pain in your neck…

“Zemo,” you whispered.

“Ah, you’re awake,” said the speaker above you. “I’m sorry about the dramatics but it was necessary. You’re a very important piece of the puzzle.”

“Let me guess,” you said as you rolled your eyes. “You don’t like the way the world is being saved by the Avengers and you think you could do better.”

“Actually I want something else, мой дорогой. I need you.”

“What?” you cried befuddled. “Why on earth would you need me?”

“Do you know what TX-39 is?”

“Yes, I have an entire codex of arbitrary numbers logged away in my brain,” you retorted.

Zemo didn’t pause at your sarcasm. “TX-39 is the compound used to create nucleotides that bond onto nerve endings. By doing so they suspend brain signals stopping all neuro function and rendering the subject immoble. Something you have experienced first hand. By combining a nanotech inhibitor with this nerve ending your subject’s direct motor function is now open to...suggestions.”

You sat astounded as you registered what he had told you. You looked down at your hands but you didn’t feel different. There was no way something like this could work.

“What better way to get rid of a super soldier than to create your own?” Zemo said. You felt a slight buzz in your spine as you stood up quickly trying to resist. Running to the mirror you pulled back your arm, ready to punch your way out, but an inch from the glass your arm stopped. “Ironic that the Soldat will come to save you, only to be the one who needs to be saved.” With that you felt the electricity in your spine disappear and your body was your own again.

Frustration built within you as you sat back on the bed for a moment processing his statement. Your face became more and more incredulous until finally you burst out laughing. You continued laughing harder and harder at the absurdity of Zemo’s reasoning.

“You think I’m the one he is going to come after,” you laughed. “You think you picked the right mouse for your trap? You’re going to wait a long time if you think he’s going to come and get me.”

During your first few weeks away you had missed Bucky fiercely. Leaving him behind so abruptly had felt like severing a part of yourself, but the last few weeks had been good for you. You had forgotten what it was like to rely on yourself. You had grown into yourself again and had realized how little Bucky had actually cared for you when he never came to find you. He hadn’t so much as picked up the phone after you had left. It was as if you had never existed in the first place.

“Bucky doesn’t care about me,” you said sardonically. “He never has. We are barely even friends.You picked the wrong mouse, Zemo. ”

“We’ll see, дорогой,” and with a click he was gone.

Your brain shifted in and out of the conversation with Zemo. Looking down at your hands, you prayed it wasn’t true. You knew that what had happened at the window was real but you didn’t want to believe it. You had been turned into a weapon to hurt your friends. To hurt Bucky.

Crossing your arms over your chest you laid down on the bed, rolled over to face the wall, and cried.

…

Avengers Compound

“There is a five mile radius around Agent Y/L/N last known location,” said Fury. “Two man teams will sweep the area in a grid formation while the drones scan for energy signatures. Any questions?”

All those around the table sat silent, but nodded confirmation of their understanding of the objective. Fury looked around the room, “This mother fucker took one of ours and I wanna know why. Let’s get going.”

Bucky stood up from the table and made his way out of the room to the Quinjet hangar. Steve pulled on his arm before entering the plane. “I know what’s going through your mind right now Buck, but we are going to get her back”.

Bucky looked at the ground before raising his eyes to his friend. “He knew how to get to me, Steve. He always knows where to hurt me. He couldn’t use you. You’re too difficult to overpower. So he had to pick her. I just,” Bucky wasn’t sure how to finish his thought. Words never came easily to him and he wasn’t sure he could really express what he was feeling. “I just want her safe.”

After you had left Bucky felt hollow inside. He hadn’t realized how much joy you brought to his day with your smiles and jokes. Always knowing what to say, or at least, what he needed to hear. Your departure made him realize he needed you. Boarding the jet Bucky knew that no matter what happened he was going to tell you how he felt.

…

The team had been sweeping through the city for what felt like hours and there still hadn’t been any developments. Walking through another alleyway Bucky scanned the cobblestone streets. He was beginning to lose hope at ever finding you at all when he saw an uneven line in between two buildings.

Pressing his comm link he called out, “Steve, I’ve got something. I’m going to check it out.”

“Bucky, wait for backup. We’ll come to you.”

Feeling along the wall Bucky felt a draft between the cracks. Unholstering the gun at his hip he pushed against the wall feeling it give way.

“I’m going in. Follow my location.”

“Bucky, wait!” Steve called.

Bucky ignored his calls and continued down the dimly lit hall. The walls opened up to a staircase leading down to a command room. The musky scent of decay and scotch filled Bucky’s nostrils.

“Privet, Soldat,” Zemo called from the darkness.

Bucky whirled around to find nothing.

“Have you come for your little mouse?”

Still searching, Bucky said nothing as the sound came from a different corner of the room.

“Have you realized how much you miss her?”

Bucky circled again, coming up to a window.

“I wonder what it is? Is it her sweetness that draws you? Or her willingness to see you for more than the killer you are?”

Bucky frowned. Zemo was playing with him.

“Or have you realized that her fire is what draws you to her? She does have a talented tongue. I’ve seen her put it to good use,” Zemo provoked. “I have enjoyed having her in my company, but it seems you really never appreciated her spirit, did you?”

Bucky continued searching the room as Zemo continued his monologue. Coming up to the computer he saw a paused video feed. It played as soon as he stepped forward.

Bucky saw you in a room, still in your red sundress. Your hair was matted and you had the look in your eye of anger and exasperation. When you spoke, Bucky felt the wind rush out of his lungs.

“Bucky doesn’t care about me,” you said sardonically. “He never has. We are barely even friends.”

“A pity she never saw you care, but I suppose it’s only fair that you tell her now.”

The door beside the window clicked open with a beep. You came out of the cell with a look of wary surprise on your face. “Bucky?”

“Now is your moment, Sergeant Barnes. Why not tell her how you feel before it's too late,” called Zemo.

Bucky holstered his gun and walked toward you. “Y/N? Are you okay? Come on, let's get out of here.”

He grabbed your hand and turned to go but you were rooted to the spot. Your breathing became heavy as you felt the tingling sensation in your spine again.

“Bucky, I need you to leave,” you cried, dread dripping from your voice.

“What? No,sweetheart, come on! I’m not leaving you.”

“Bucky, I…” you started.

“Last chance to declare yourself, Soldat.”

Looking up in anger, Bucky yelled. “Shut up, Zemo. I’m not performing for you-” Bucky’s head turned in surprise as you punched him across the face. “What the hell, Y/N?”

“It wasn’t me!” you cried as you dropped and kicked his legs out from under him.

Bucky rolled over quickly to pick himself up as you followed him swinging punches at his head and kicks to his stomach. Your moves were both erratic and efficient as they landed multiple times. It was all Bucky could do to block your assault and move out of the way.

“This isn’t me!” you cried again between punches. “Zemo is controlling me with nanotech!”

Bucky threw up an arm to block your punch before flipping you around by your arm and pressing you to the wall. He didn’t want to hurt you but he was pretty sure that it wasn’t the most comfortable position.

“It’s okay, Y/N. We’re going to get you out of this.”

Your foot kicked his leg and you pushed yourself over and around his head and away from the wall. Grabbing the knife at his hip as you slipped out of his grip, you threw it into his thigh.

Bucky looked at you in surprise and annoyance. “Sorry!” you winced. Pulling the knife from his leg he tossed it to the floor.

“Look, Y/N. I’m not going anywhere, but try not to kill me, okay?”

“It’s not like I’m doing this on purpose Bucky!” you huffed as you charged at him.

“Well I’m just trying to get you out of the problem you put yourself in!” You had grabbed another knife and went to stab him. Bucky caught the knife and twisted your hand but the knife snagged your dress and tore the skirt as you fought to wrestle it away.

Your eyes flared with anger and the next punch you threw had a little extra heft in it.

“That I put myself in? How about you, Mr. Barge-into-a-room-with-no-back-up!”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I thought you liked being saved! Although you’re one to talk! You came on a mission without backup!” Bucky rolled across the computer console out of the way of your next kick, getting agitated at your attitude.

“Because I needed space!” you yelled as you followed him around the computer desk.

“Space? Space from what?” Bucky yelled back, actually throwing a punch that you easily evaded.

“You! You idiot!” it burst out of you as you came up swinging before pushing him to the ground.

Bucky looked up at you with his eyes wide. You had him straddled under your legs. Bucky brought his arms up to block your punches while he tried to talk to you.

“Why would you need space from me? I don’t understand. You left without warning, without saying goodbye! Your mission was classified so I had to hack F.R.I.D.A.Y to even find out where you were!”

Your body was starting to fatigue from the strain of the fight as you continued to land blow after blow. You were fit and well trained but because your body was not your own you were blowing through energy rapidly. Your breaths were coming in short gasps as your chest heaved at each punch. If you kept this up, you weren’t sure how much time you would have before your body gave out entirely.

“Y/N, you left a huge gap! You were my best friend and then you were gone! You wouldn’t even talk to me before you left! You didn’t tell me you were leaving. I couldn’t even call you because the mission was supposed to be classified!”

Maybe it was the fatigue, maybe the hopelessness you felt, but you gave him everything you had left as you pummeled into him. Frustration over your situation, frustration at him, frustration at yourself built up inside you.

“I WILL NOT BE YOUR STAND IN! I will not be second best. I can’t look on anymore as you find someone smaller, cuter, littler to fit perfectly into your life! I deserve to be wanted! I deserve to be desired!” you screamed at the man beneath you as tears streamed down your cheeks.

Bucky finally bucked his hips and flipped you under him, pinning your hands to the ground next to your head.

“Get off of me! Let me go!” you had finally had enough. The damn had broken and your emotions and insecurities raged inside you. Your body pulled and twisted to break free from his grip.

“You do deserve to be desired,” Bucky said calmly as he caged you beneath him. “You are nobody's stand in. You’re perfect just as you are.” He wanted to say more but it was all he could do to keep you pinned under him.

The team burst down into the control room to see you openly weeping and Bucky on top of you.

“Nat, I need you to put an electric burst in my arm.” Bucky said looking up.

“I’m sorry, you what?” asked Nat.

“Just do it!” he said as you fought harder against him.

With a nod from Steve, Nat waved her baton and zapped Bucky’s arm causing both of you to scream in pain. When your body finally stopped seizing, the lack of adrenaline and the pain and fatigue caught up to you and you passed out in Bucky’s arms.

“You want to explain why I just pushed fifty thousand volts through you two?”

“Zemo infected her with some kind of nano tech. She hasn’t been in control this entire time.”

Steve scanned around the room. “Alright team, fan out. See if you can find out where Zemo went. I want teams down here with sat links up in 30 minutes.”

Bucky circled the gears around in his arm to get it up and running again before scooping you carefully off the ground.

“Buck, get her on the next jet out. Dr. Cho and Banner will be waiting for you to get back.”

…

For the second time you woke up in an unfamiliar place, and struggled to get your bearings. You felt like you’d been run over by a pick up truck and tumbled through a dryer.

Feeling slowly returned to your hands as your eyes opened and your vision cleared. You were in one of the medical rooms at the compound you realized.

“Look who decided to wake up,” said a gruff voice.

Turning your head you saw Bucky sitting in the chair beside you. He looked fresh and his eyes twinkled at you.

“Bucky,” you croaked as you tried to sit up.

“Woah there. You just relax. Your body is still trying to catch up from Zemo’s nanites.”

You slumped back down in the bed as Bucky leaned forward to take your hand.

“You had me worried there for a minute, doll. You’ve been sleeping for days. Wasn’t sure when you were going to pull through.”

“You doubt me, Barnes?”

“Not for a second, sweetheart, but I sure as hell missed you.” Bucky smiled, then looked down for a moment as if trying to find the right words. “We need to talk about why you left, Y/N.”

“No, Bucky, I...it doesn’t matter.” You say looking away. “It’s not important.”

“I don’t know, I’d say you thinking you don’t matter to me is pretty important.” You turned to look at him sharply, mouth open in a small gasp. “And I’d also say that you thinking I don’t find you desirable is pretty important too.”

You sat in shock as he spoke, not wanting to break the way you had during your fight.

“Y/N, you are perfect. You knew me before I even knew myself. You light up the whole room just by being in it. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are strong, independent, kind, and gentle. You’re like a tall Asgardian goddess. Every inch of you is beautiful. I thought back to the last time we talked...before you left, and I realized why you did. I know why you thought I wasn’t attracted to you. That night, Sam’s list,” he paused as if pained at the memory, “I didn’t add you because...well, because I was so confused at how I was feeling. You were my friend. I didn’t realize till it was too late that I was already falling in love with you. And I most definitely didn’t want to give Sam anymore ammunition.”

You looked up at him sharply when he dropped the L word.

Bucky stood to reposition himself on the edge of your bed. Taking your face in his hands he leans forward until your foreheads barely touch. “I didn’t want to ruin things with you. You were my friend. You were perfect and I thought you deserved better so I ran to find something that was everything you weren’t. You are my perfect fit. You are just right. You are the only person I want. Please tell me you’re mine. Please tell me I haven’t lost you.”

You brought your hand up to rest over his as you let his words wash over you.

He wanted you. He thought you were beautiful. All of you. All of the parts people had told you were too much: your height, your attitude, your independence - he wanted it all.

You did something that you wanted to do for months, you brought your lips up to his softly and gave him a chaste kiss. “I was always yours Bucky,” You pulled his hands down and pushed him away to look into his eyes, “but I won’t be taken for granted anymore. I shouldn’t have to leave for you to want me. I shouldn’t have to be gone for you to realize what you had. I left for a reason. It was to find peace with myself. I realized that I didn’t need your approval. I didn’t need your desire to be whole. I won’t settle for someone who can’t see what’s right in front of them. I know my worth.”

Bucky looked at you sorrowfully as he held onto your fingers, memorizing their shape. “I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you feel like you weren’t enough.”

“I know, but it happened. I don’t need you to be happy, Bucky...” Bucky hung his head in dejection. “...But I do want you.”

Bucky looked up at you sharply to find your eyes full of love and warmth. You wanted him. Even after all that happened - how he forced you away, how he made you feel like you weren’t good enough, you were still willing to forgive him. You wanted him even with all his faults.

You brought him closer for another kiss and savored the way his lips fell across yours. Breaking away to look up at him you said what you had been holding in for months, “And I love you too.”

Tags: @princessmisery666 @dreamwritesimagines

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Never alone

Tom Hiddleston x reader

Not my picture. Credits to the maker! Summary: the last two weeks has been very hard for you. You’re feeling depressed but just don’t know why. But luckily Tom’s there for you to help you go through it.

Warnings: depression, anxiety, panic attack but big fluff ( obviously)

Words: 2K

Never alone

 You strolled through the rainy streets of London to your shared house with your boyfriend Tom, who was currently filming for the Loki series season 2. He’s been away for a while now and even though you missed him like hell, you were doing okay, you were fine, and all of a sudden you were not. You couldn’t pinpoint why or what it exactly was. The only thing was sure, is that you felt like shit. Tom could read you like an open book. Even though you tried to act okay because you didn’t want to worry him while he was filming, he knew. He knew you weren’t feeling like yourself.

Tonight you would videocall with Tom but all you wanted to do was cry and curl  up in bed to just forget the world. You texted Tom, in the afternoon, that you were really tired and just go straight to bed, when you got home, but that it wasn’t something for him to worry about. He had read your text but didn’t respond, which made you actually more depressed and doubtful about everything including your relationship.

You came home and put on all the lights and petted Bobby, who never left your side since the moment you felt like shit. You knew you had to eat something but you just couldn’t stomach it. so instead you put some soft music on and got ready for a hot bath. You tried to relax but you were way to anxious to actually get some rest, so you got out not even after 15 minutes. You tried everything but panic, depression and anxiety took over and it felt like it was the worst day yet. Maybe you should call Tom and tell him about it, you thought to yourself.

You pressed the call button and waited for Tom to answer, but that never happened. You frowned and tears filled your eyes. It was not like he was filming right now because you two would call at this moment. Maybe he just doesn’t want to talk to you, you thought in your mind.

You started to pace around the room, not even hearing the music anymore. Your breath became rapid and you knew it was a panic attack. You sank down with your back against the heather. Your kneels pulled up against your chest , while you tried to hug yourself. And that was the moment when everything just became too much. You started to sob and cry like your life depended on it. Bobby took a seat in your lap and rested his head on your shoulder to give you somehow more comfort. You softly wrapped your arms around the dog and nuzzled your nose into his soft fur.

You were crying so much that you didn’t notice the door opening. Normally Bobby would get up and great the person who would walk through the door, which was in this case Tom. But he stayed with you curling up more against you. Tom’s heart sank when he saw you like this. He knew something was off because you were distant. “Love?” Tom asked softly not wanting to startle you, but he got no response so he walked up to you carefully and crouched down to you, softly touching your knees.

You got startled and looked up to the person who touched you with red puffy eyes. “Tom?” you asked as another pool of tears formed in your eyes. He smiled sympathetically at you. “I got it from here buddy, good job.” He told Bobby and he got out of your lap only to sit right next to you which made Tom smile a little at the little protector. Once Bobby was off of you, you quickly wrapped your arms around Tom as if your life depended on it. He held you tightly while you took a place in his lap on the ground clinging onto him. Tom rocked you softly back and forth while his hand went over your hair. “I’m here now darling, I got you. Your safe now. I got you” He repeated.

He sat with you as long as necessarily and whispered comforting words in your ear while giving kisses on the top of your head. Once you calmed down a bit Tom asked “What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours my love?” your glazy eyes met his and you purely saw love in his pool blue comforting eyes. “I don’t even know. One day I was fine and the next I was not and I just don’t know.” he nodded “Why didn’t you tell me, love. You know I’ll always be there for you. You can tell me everything, you know that right?” you nodded and looked down with tears slipping out again. He placed his finger underneath your chin so you would look at him. His finger got a piece of hear out of the way while his palms found your cheeks. His thumb softly brushing away the tears.

“Because I don’t even know why I’m feeling so down and I didn’t want you to worry about it because I don’t know why I’m feeling this.” he nodded and shushed you when he noticed you got worked up again. “I tried relaxing and stuff but it doesn’t work.” You said softly. He nodded again and was thinking of a way to make you feel a little better even if it was just for a minute.

“why don’t we go to town and go sightseeing? You can take your camera and afterwards we get some snacks. How does that sound? I think it’s nice to get out of the house for a minute.” he looked at you hopefully and with a soft smile. You nodded. “You can even photograph me if you’d like” he chuckled a little. Tom loved to take pictures with you but sometimes felt uncomfortable with getting photographed even though he had done it a thousand times.

You got a little smile on your face and softly giggled, which made him smile. He softly kissed your nose, still cupping your cheeks, and after that his lips found yours. It was softly and full of love but it got more passionate from your side. You pressed your body closer to his and he his grip was tight around you. You went with your hand through his hair while you felt his tongue slip in. after a while you pulled back. “I’ve missed you so much.” You said while you rested your head on his shoulder and held him tightly. “I’ve missed you too darling, so much.” He gave you a kiss in your neck.

“Now let’s get your stuff and let’s take a walk.” You nodded and he helped you get up.  “Wait, but what are you doing home? I thought you came back in two weeks.” He smiled at you and softly rubbed your cheek. “I know something was up and I wanted to check on you. I have to get back in 3 days but we’re still on schedule. So I’ll still be back in two weeks.” You let out a breath that you didn’t know you were holding in. You kissed him on his lips. No words were needed how grateful you were and Tom knew.

You got your camera and purse and walked hand in hand with Tom towards the Big Ben. He the umbrella above the both of you. You started to feel better. Not only because you were out but mostly because Tom was with you. You took photo’s here and there and of course of Tom but only when he didn’t notice. You really did a sightseeing tour with Tom in the late rainy evening, and it felt like you could finally breath again. You knew the feeling wasn’t completely gone but it was a start and it was nice to get out like this.

After two hours of strolling you found a little restaurant like you would find from the 80���s. It really was a retro restaurant. Mostly pink and other pastel colors that glazed the restaurant. “Let’s get something to eat” Tom said and you nodded. You walked inside and you immediately knew this was going to be your favorite place to eat at.

You sat down in a booth and looked at the menu card. There were those big milkshakes that you would see in movies with the cherry on top. While you scanned the menu with a smile on your face, Tom looked up from the menu. Smiling at how beautiful you are. The neon light illuminating your face and that perfect smile that he fell in love with and every time when he saw it. You ordered a milkshake and pancakes, while Tom got fries with a burger.  

They came back with the food and it was absolutely lovely. You shared the milkshake with Tom. He got one straw and you the other, giggling at how romantic and cheesy at actually was but you loved every minute of it. After you both finished Tom took you to your favorite snack store. You know the one where there’s only candy and snacks including a lot of stuff from other countries. You got everything you wanted and strolled back home with Tom.

“Thank you Tom, this really helped and I’m so happy you’re here. I love you.” he squeezed your hand and smiled. “I’m happy I’m here with you too. I love you too so much, that I can’t even put it in words.” You turned around and faced Tom, wrapping your arms around the tall and handsome man, resting your cheek on his chest and inhaling the smell of fresh rain. You felt calm for the first time in a long, long time. He held you tightly and kissed the top of your head. “I’ll always be here no matter what. You’ll never be alone.” He whispered.  You got out of the hug and took his hand again, walking back home.

Tom opened the door and you got inside, placing all the stuff in the kitchen. You shivered a little. “Let’s go change into something more comfy.” Tom said and placed his hand on your back, guiding you towards the bedroom. You got into some sweatpants and a sweater of Tom, who handed it to you with a smile.

You both plopped down on the couch and watched a comedy movie. Your legs over his while he softly massaged them. You got out your sketchbook and started doodling while watching the film. After a while you just wanted to cuddle so you did. Tom laid down so you could get comfy. Your back rested against his chest and he held you tightly while his head rested on the top of your head. You felt safe and comforted.

After a while you got into bed. He started reading a book of poems to you while you rested your head on his chest feeling the rumble of his soft comforting voice. When it was time to get some sleep you just stared at each other for a while. No words were needed you could see everything in each other’s eyes. you crawled towards him and just held him tightly, listening to his heartbeat, the rain that ticked loudly at the window and his soft breathing. It was all so calming. He kissed the top of your head multiple times and massaged your head. You were almost asleep, slowly drifting off, you heard Tom whisper. “I love you so much. I’ll never let you go darling.” You were too tired to respond so you just squeezed your arms which were tightly wrapped around him. you felt one long resting kiss on your head as you felt into a comforting peaceful sleep.  

He waited for you to fall into a peaceful sleep before closed his own eyes with a smile on his face knowing that you were in his arms. Maybe not okay but it’s okay to not be okay. But he will make sure that you’ll never be alone when you’re not okay. It’s a promise that he will never break.

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[baroquebucky]

don’t worry baby

when you overthink, bucky is there to reassure everything will be okay

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a/n: hi bffs hope u are all doing well <33 this is just v soft and comforting and just self indulgent,,, let me know what you guys think :] inspired by this song ! if u guys ever need to talk to anyone i am here for u guys always my beloveds

You always tried to be strong around bucky, knowing he needed you to comfort him when things were rough, when he found himself wondering if he was just James bucky barnes or if he was still the winter soldier.

Bucky always made it known that he was there for you, making sure that you knew he would be waiting with open arms if you needed him. You always told him that you were fine, everything was okay and he shouldn’t worry his pretty head.

You were stubborn, always wanting to deal with your problems alone and be independent. Bucky hated it, he respected the fact that you were independent, making it clear you could survive on your own.

“i can deal with it myself buck” you would scoff, taking a deep breath before rubbing your eyes and focusing back on your work.

“i know you can darling, but you don’t have to” he spoke softly, you knew he just wanted to help, but you had a thick skull and were too independent for your own good.

“I don’t need your help barnes, leave me alone” you snapped, bucky wasn’t upset or hurt at your words, knowing it was just the stress getting to you. So he just sighed and walked out of the room, sitting on the couch and petting alpine in his lap while you worked silently.

Not even 30 minutes later his heart broke. He could hear a soft sob over the sound of the tv, after debating if he should do something or not, he gently set down alpine and turned off the tv, walking over to the door and listening to make sure he wasnt wrong.

You were staring at the computer screen, stressed knowing you still had so much to do in such little time, hot tears flowing down your cheeks as you choke back sobs, biting down on your lip to stop yourself from letting any noise out. Bucky could hear your soft hiccups, his heart aching.

He opened the door quietly and you heard his footsteps, making you wipe away at your cheeks in hopes of suddenly getting rid of any signs that pointed to you crying.

“doll” bucky spoke softly, standing next to you as he looked at you.

“don’t” you spoke sharply, “I’m fine, i have work to do” your voice was filled with venom, wanting him to leave you alone. Bucky wasn’t going to, knowing you just needed some reassurance.

“darling please” his voice was gentle as he squat down, looking up at you and placing his hand on yours, “look at me.”

You knew the second your eyes met his blue ones your walls would come crashing down. You knew you wouldn’t be able to push away all the stress anymore. But you did it anyway, eyes already welling with tears before you made eye contact.

“what is it angel?” His voice was feathery and warm, you couldn’t stop yourself from crying when he asked, hands flying to cover your face.

Bucky didn’t hesitate to save your work and shut your laptop, scooping you up from your chair and taking you into his arms, carrying you into your shared bedroom and placing you onto the bed gently.

Bucky let you cuddle into him, your face buried into his neck as you cried, he rubbed your back gently, cooing softly to calm you down.

“you’re okay i got you” he whispered, “im right here sweets let it out” he was patient, letting you cry for as long as you needed.

You finally pulled away, eyes red and puffy and nose pink, sniffling and rubbing at your eyes. He handed you tissues and you thanked him softly, blowing your nose and heading to the restroom to wash your hands and face before slipping into bed next to him once again.

“do you wanna talk about it?” bucky asked, he wasn’t pushy about it, voice still soft and comforting.

“everything is just building up in me” you started, fiddling with the dog tags that rested on his chest. “i just feel like there’s so much i have to do and i don’t have the time to do it all.” You waited for bucky to say something but he was silent, giving you time to let it all out.

“there’s so many things i wanna do and achieve and i feel like I’m not doing enough and I’ll never be able to achieve all my dreams and I’m gonna have to settle for what i have and-” you hiccuped as you wiped your tears away, angry at yourself for crying. “i don’t know i just can’t take it all i don’t wanna do this anymore” you whispered, eyes focusing on the dog tags in your hands.

Bucky was quiet, holding you tightly and letting you calm down before speaking up.

“do you want me say anything or just cuddle” he asked, not wanting to over step and make you uncomfortable.

“say something please” you replied quietly, glancing up at him. Your heart melted as he gave you a soft smile.

“doll, you have so much time ahead of you” he began, still rubbing your back as you rested your head in the crook of his neck, “the path to get where you wanna be isn’t linear, it’s long and it’s twisting and turning and changing every second, but that’s just life” you frowned slightly.

“you have so many people that support you and care for you, you’re stressing out over small things and not looking at the big picture” he smiled. “you’re crying over something that in the long run isn’t going to mean anything, what is it?” He asked.

“an essay and two homework packets” you mumbled, realizing quickly how dramatic you had been.

“didn’t you say your professor drops two homework grades? and didn’t you say your essay grades would get curved?” He asked, knowing he was right because he took a look at your syllabus for the class.

“well yes but-” you tried to argue but he stopped you.

“no buts, you’re going to be fine baby, you have so much ahead of you, you can’t get worked out over tiny bumps in the road” he smiled. “you still have time to achieve what you want, there’s always enough time” he assured you, “tony is connected to so many people and I’m sure steve has some friends owing him a favor and the amount of time you’ve helped them both out is too many to count” he laughed and you smiled slightly.

“don’t worry baby, everything will turn out alright” his eyes shining as you smiled at him. He kissed your forehead gently.

“i guess you’re right but still” you tried to argue back but he stopped you.

“doll” his voice was stern and his gaze was sharp, “i promise you it’ll be okay” his grip around you tightening and you let out a shaky breath, nodding as you closed your eyes and let yourself relax.

“thank you james” you whispered and he smiled, kissing the top of your head.

“I’m here for you no matter what doll” he replied and you giggled.

“even when i yell at you to leave me alone?” You teased and he smiled, happy you were feeling better already.

“especially when you yell at me” he shot back and you, thanking the universe that you had bucky in your life.

Bucky let you cuddle into him for a bit longer, wanting you be relaxed so you didn’t start crying again before softly prompting you to get up so you could start on your work.

“I’ll help you with your homework and you can start with your essay, how does that sound?” He proposed and you nodded, a smile on your face as you kissed his cheek gently.

“I love you so much” you spoke as he carried you to where all your work was, pink dusted his cheeks as the words rolled off your tongue.

“i love you more doll” he replied, kissing you softly on the lips before setting you down in your chair and patting you on the head softly. “now, let’s kick this works ass, yeah?”

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