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ghostmaldo · 2 months

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ꨄStardew Valley Headcannons: Artist farmer leaves a sketch for their love interest to find ꨄ

This took me so long to write, I’ll cry if this flops, but its fine ;-;

I might draw out the poses honestly… gives me something to do hehe Xp

No warnings, fluff, comfort, GN!Reader

Ask box: Open 💙

~Maldo

ᡣ𐭩 Penny ᡣ𐭩: Ooooh this sweet child, I just want to take her away from all of her troubles-

~It’s been a long day for Penny. She’s been spending most of the day tutoring Vincent and Jas, taking them out into the wilderness and to the library. Standing outside for a moment while the rain pelted the library rooftops. Of course, eagerly chatting with farmer while they ran around town doing their usual chores.

~ Between all that of course she’d have a altercation with her mother. Nothing she can’t handle but that dosen’t mean it dosen’t hurt any less. So, she practically dragged her feet back to her camper (RV? Whatever that thing is called).

~She reaches out for the handle of the door, then she stops. What this…?Her eyes blowing open slightly as she sees a neat envelope sticking out of the crack in the door. She see’s her name written in a sparkly gel pen as she retrieves from the door. Her heart starts to beat a bit harder in chest…

~She carefully opens the envelope. The scent of a sweet smelling perfume pulls at her heart strings further. Someone must have put a lot of thought into this little gift…for her…?

~Unfolding the paper from inside, she takes in a sharp breath. It’s a portrait drawing, of her sitting in fields. It’s gorgeous… It looks exactly like her… Penny marvels at each pencil stroke. Even the little smudges at the ends of the paper catch her eye. She almost feels like crying. And a single tear does fall when she sees the signature at the bottom.

From: (Farmer)

~The farmer, as if one Que, appears behind her. “Oh you found it! I was worried it might-“

~She can’t hold herself back from throwing her arms around the farmer and hugging them tight. The farmer returning the embrace happily. Penny didn’t know how the farmer knew, but she needed to see this after the kind of day shes had.

~She frames the drawing and keeps it in a special place her mother can’t find. Often looking at it when she needs a pick me up and instantly she feels a little better about life.

ᡣ𐭩Shane ᡣ𐭩 Disclaimer: Due to my own personal experiences/triggers I’ve been warned by my friends I shouldn’t play his route and I’ve only really picked up things here and there so it may not be perfect, but I still want to include him as he is still very deserving of affection. That being said, this is where farmer and Shane have a few hearts between each other and he dosen’t hate them entirely ^^

~Another late night walking back alone to his Aunt’s house from the saloon. His head is swimming with all the beer in his veins, swaying from side to side on his feet as he walks. Eventually arriving to his doorstep, through his blurry visions. He makes out his name on the front of his door. “Shaaane… thats my name.”

~His a bit confused at first. Reaching out to touch the letters of his name written in the sparkling gel ink. That’s when realized his name is written on an envelope of some kind. The confusion on his face only deepens. What kind of joke was this? He certainly wasn’t laughing.

~He grumbled as he fumbled with opening the letter. Revealing the picture of himself with his chicken Charlie… He blinks… and blinks again… He stares at the picture for a long time. His drunken mind unable to process what his looking at. At the bottom of the page he reads:

“From (Farmer)”

~He feels a tightness form in his chest. He almost wants to be angry the farmer left this for him to find… Yet… he thumbs over the thin strides of ink forming his face.

~After several minutes of just standing there holding the drawing, he carefully tucks the drawing into his coat pocket. Wondering inside and briefly forgetting about it as he throws himself into bed to sleep off the hangover. The farmer somehow finding themselves into his dreams.

~He won’t bring up the drawing for a few days I think. Not exactly knowing what to say. It isn’t until he sees the farmer one random afternoon buying supplies from Marnie that he catches them before they leave.

“Uhh, thanks for this.” He takes the folded piece of paper out from his pocket, unable to look the farmer in their eyes. “It’s nice…”

ᡣ𐭩Maru ᡣ𐭩

She’s having her afternoon sit near the saloon. Enjoying the warm air and peaceful chirping of the birds near by. Penny usually does by to sit with her sometimes, but she’s pleasantly surprised to find the farmer waving at them. A brand new battery pack in their hand, instantly she perks up, wondering if perhaps…

~ It is! She’s overjoyed to receive another battery pack from the farmer. Maru already knows the exactly project she’ll use it for. She waves the farmer good bye as they have other things to do.

~Once they’ve gone. Something feels different… about this battery pack. Sitting back down and inspecting the object more closely. She noticed theres something attached to the battery. An envelope with her name written on it. “Hmmm?”

~Cursorily, she thumbed the letter open. Using the upmost of care to unravel the drawing inside. Her eyes went wide with surprise. A drawing of her at the clinic writing something on a clipboard. It was so… life like. Just by looking it over, Maru could tell it was done with care. She smiled fondly. A loud, she read: “From, (Farmer)

~Quickly, she hurried after the farmer, hoping they hadn’t gotten to far. Seeing them about to head back to their farm, she blitzed it. Hugging them from behind as she reached them. “Thank you farmer! This is the best!”

~Another one to frame it and place it somewhere special. Considers it one of her most prized possessions.

ᡣ𐭩Sebastian ᡣ𐭩

~Lizard blinking at 10am in the morning. Sebastian reaches to turn the alarm off on his phone. He groans and grumbles for a few minutes before deciding to sit up and move over to his computer. He placed his fingers on his keyboard, the abruptly stopped when he felt a strange sensation on the pads of his fingers.

~Tilting his head, he spotted… an envelope His name written in a neat sparkly cursive. Ugh… he hoped this wasn’t a joke from his mother. He carelessly ripped the envelope open, though he was careful with the contents inside. Unfolding the paper, his eyes landed on a drawing of him… one of him working on his motorcycle. One of the corners of the page reading: From (Farmer)

~Sebastian.exe has stopped working-

~He takes a slow deep breath in, heart beating wildly inside his chest. He found the gesture to be so… sweet. Sebastian admires the piece for a long while before he can focus on anything. He places it somewhere safe but where he can still admire it within his working space. It’s all he can think about for the entire days (And probably for several days after)

~In the evening time, he purposely places himself near the mines so he can show his appreciation to the farmer. He waves them over as soon as he sees them. He becomes a little shy rubbing the back of his neck nervously, but he does want to say something. “Hey, I found the drawing on my desk… Thank you… That was very kind of you…” Will hesitate to go in for a hug but if farmer meets them halfway he will gladly embrace them.

ᡣ𐭩Leahᡣ𐭩 Disclaimer#2: I haven’t tried to romance Leah yet and I know the very baseline of her personality so I apologize (again) if this one isn’t perfect but also still wanted to include her.

~Leah’s been inside her small home for most of the afternoon working on her latest project. Deciding to take a stroll through town to take a small break and stretch her limbs out. She opens her door and catches the glimpse of something fluttering downward and landing on her door mat. An envelope? What could this be?

~ Inspecting the object, she traces her finger over her name. Some of the glitter from the Gel pen rubbing off. She can’t hide the smile that creeps onto her face. She’s a bit giddy over receiving something so mysterious and thoughtful!

~She opens the letter and finds the portrait of herself inside. She’s smiling happily with her house in the background. Lead is amazed by the penmanship. Her eyes glaze over every detail, her heart swelling with emotion. At the bottom of the page is a signature: From (Farmer). She lets out a happy squeal and lightly presses the drawing to her chest.

~Quickly, she runs inside to find a frame for the piece. Placing it on a special place on her wall where she can easily admire it. Then she takes off into town as originally planned. Now with a new motive in mind.

~She’s happy to find the farmer running around town. Lead quickly catches them and pulls them into a warm hug. “Farmer! I didn’t know you could draw! I love the gift you left for me! We should have drawing sessions together!” She’s just so happy and excited to have someone to relate too and the gesture was so sweet to her.

ᡣ𐭩Sam(son) ᡣ𐭩

~Okay, okay, so his already well into his morning routine before he notices anything. He comes back into his room to retrieve his skateboard when he then notices something tapped to it. An envelope with his name written on it. He eyes cursorily as he picks it up. Honestly having no idea what the letter could possibly be about.

~Opening it up, he find the drawing of him on his skateboard. A really well done drawing of him on his skateboard. “Wow.” He grips both ends of the paper and takes a moment to admire it. Eventually finding the signature at the bottom corner of the page. From: (Farmer).

~He breaks out into a wide smile. He can feel the warmth of his own face and his heart swoons. He places the drawing on his dresser before taking off without his skateboard. He briefly pauses outside, having mean to have grabbed it. But his brain is spinning so much he just waves off the skateboard and takes off on foot to see if the farmer might be wondering around somewhere.

~And his right. He catches them coming out of the community center. He approaches them with a smile thats returned to him. “So, when did you have time to sneak into my room hm?” He teases lightly, and they share a laugh together. “Hey but really, that was really nice of you. You’re really talented!”

~Another one to become shy when he goes in for a hug but once he feels the farmer wrap their arms around him, his content.

~He’ll stick around a moment to catch up with farmer, inviting them to hangout with him and his friends sometime at the saloon. He gives them one last hug before letting them get back to their work. The whole walk home his smiling like his on top of the world.

~ Tapes up the drawing somewhere in his room, his mom asks him about one time and he blushed the whole time as he explained the farmer gave it to him. Mom finds it sweet and teases her son about it.

ᡣ𐭩 Haleyᡣ𐭩

~ Haley opens the door to her shared home and finds the farmer standing there, mud and all, trying to place the envelope of the frame of her door. They stare at each other for a moment before he nose scrunches up as she notices the mud caked around their boots. “What are you doing?” She asks a bit dryly before she notices her name inscribed on the letter.

~”Oh! Is that for me?” She plucks the letter from the farmers hand before they have anytime to explain themselves. They stand there awkwardly as she doesn’t hesitate to rip the letter open. Revealing the drawing of her with her camera. Her face turns into one of surprise, a little oh leave her lips. it’s a bit hard to tell at first if she likes the drawing…

~Then she smiles gleefully. Spinning around with the drawing still in her hands and hugging it to her chest (not so gently as Leah but the drawings fine ^^). She goes to hug the farmer but stops when they realize they’re still covered in mud. So, instead, she gently lays her hand on their shoulder, giving it a light squeeze.

~”You made me look so pretty! Thank you! If you maybe… clean up a little maybe you can join Emily and I for dinner?” The farmer happily agrees. At dinner time is when Haley hugs them properly now that their clean. Even going as far as to compliment the shampoo they used. “So much better now that all the mud is gone!” (It’s a compliment, I promise)

~At dinner time, the farmer can see Haley’s placed the drawing in a frame and has it in her living room where everyone can gaze upon her beauty capture by the farmer.

ᡣ𐭩 Harveyᡣ𐭩

~”Alright (Farmer), just take this medication as directed and make sure to stay hydrated okay? And try to be careful in those mines!” Harvey’s gives the farmer a friendly smile as they are discharged from their clinic. Linus having brought them him when he found them exhausted in mines some time during the day. He was glad to see they were alright and hoped they found some time to get some rest.

~As his going to finalize his paperwork and pass it on to Maru, he sees an envelope on top of his other paperwork… when did that get there? He read his name on the letter, lightly pulling it from his clip board. He rest up against the counter, pulling the drawing from inside. A drawing of him taking a stroll through the patchy area in town. It’s so lovely… it takes him a moment to realize it is him. “From… (Farmer)”

~His so touched by the kind gesture he just stand there for a long time. Maru has to come find him to notify him he has Marnie waiting for him and he quickly has to tuck away the piece of paper in his coat. Clearing his throat and desperately trying to compose himself. “Sir your face is a little red are you okay?”

Stutters out a: “O-Oh yes! I-I’m fine just a little warm is all.”

~His a little distracted throughout the day and he can’t seem to stifle the rapid beating of his heart. His already thinking of something he can give to the farmer as appreciation… but he can’t seem to find anything he deems would speak his gratitude… Oh well maybe…!

~After locking up the clinic for the day, he catches the farmer out of the corner of his eye. He hollers for them and smiles brightly as they approach him. He lightly scolds them for not being in bed and resting, but quickly forgives them when they show him the bottle of water tucked away in their overalls (Or however farmer may carry this item ^^)

~”Oh and thank you for the uh… letter you left me. That was nice of you…” Is a blushing red mess and his nervously fiddling with his hands. “Um don’t worry about the bill this time. I’ll take care of it… just this one.” His startled when the farmer hugs him out of nowhere. The scent of the earth coming of their clothes makes his mind go a little blank., though deep down he enjoys the interaction.

~Has the drawing carefully tapped onto his clipboard so he always had it with him.

ᡣ𐭩Emilyᡣ𐭩

~Emily’s happily bursts through the doors of the saloon for her shift. There dosen’t seem to be too many patrons yet as she walked over to the other side of the counter. Gus appeares suddenly and catches her attention. “Hey! Secret admirer left this for you.” He claims with a wink as he slides over an envelope to her.

~”Oh! A secret admirer?” She looks at her name on the letter fondly. Closing her eyes as she holds it up above her face, almost if she were trying to conjure a face of who would have left this for her. The anticipation becomes too much as none of the faces she makes seem’s right. She impatiently opens the letter and finds the drawing of her dancing elegantly inside.

~She gasps and her eyes double in size…. Then promptly screams in absolute delight, jumping up and down on her feet. Gus shaking his head and smiling in the back ground while he prepares for the salon. “Make sure to read the bottom left corner.” When Emily hears this, she seizes her jumping and looks back at the drawing. From: (Farmer)

~ It’s at that exact moment farmer walks through the front doors. Emily sequels happily upon seeing them. Immediately running to practically jump into their arms. “(Farmer)! This is so sweet, I love it so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She gives you a tender kiss on the cheek that has farmer melting. Me too farmer, me too.

~Invites them to have a drink at the bar while she works. Every so often coming over to talk with them. Anyone can tell she has an extra pep in her step and her eyes are dazzling every chance she speaks with the farmer.

~ Frames the drawing and places it in a special spot in her room. Frequently picks it up and talks to it as if it the farmer themselves.

ᡣ𐭩Elliotᡣ𐭩

~Elliot is peacefully taking his afternoon walk, his mind a bit busy with thinking about his writings. On his way back, he crosses paths with the farmer. Seemingly in a mad dash to get where they were going, though they do wave at each other and smile before they disappear from his sight.

~Upon returning home, he instantly spots the envelope on his door. “My, my, what is this?” He says to himself, gingerly picking up the letter and delicately prying it open. Inside, is a beautiful drawing of him at his piano. A hushed gasp leaves his lips. He covers his mouth with his finger tips as his in pleasant shock. His eyes travel all over the drawing until he finds the signature at the bottom. From: (Farmer)

~He shakes his with a smile on his face. “Oh, that farmer.” He speaks lovingly. He takes the drawing inside where he sets it on his piano like a sheet of music. Theres something brand new brewing in his mind. He sits himself before the piano, fingers tapping away at the keys experimentally. Until theres a new song dancing on them. It’s not long before his scribbling notes on blanks sheet music.

~Before the sun goes down, Elliot decides to take one final stroll through town. In hopes to find the farmer still running their many errands. Lucky for him, he finds them doing just that. Snagging them as gently as he by the arm, he playfully swings them around. “There you are (Farmer)! If I may have a few moments of your time.”

~Sits them down on the nearest bench and shows them the song he wrote for them. (Yay swooning yet?) Together they sit and chat long after the suns gone down. Invites them over the following day so he can preform said song for them. “For your art of me. I was touched by it (farmer), allow me to show you my appreciation.

~The drawing sits on one side of his piano much like sheet music

ᡣ𐭩Abigail ᡣ𐭩

~Abigail is wondering the valley late into the evening. Hitting all of her usual spots and now headed for the graveyard. It’s a pretty normal evening when she first arrives. Then theres something laying on the ground that catches her eye. An envelope with her name on it, sitting in the middle of a gravestone. “Ooooh, spooky!”

~She reached for the envelope and looks over the writing. She turns it over a few times to see if there’s anything else mysterious about the object. When she dosen’t find anything more, Abigail opens the letter. Finding a drawing of her playing her instrument in a majestic looking manner. “From: (Farmer)”

~She holds the drawing up to the light to admire the details closer. She’s so touched by the gesture. She has half the mind to run over to the farmers house right now. But decided to simply find them in the morning. By the time she gets there, they’ll be long asleep.

~Best believe as soon as she wakes up for the day shes at the farmers door knocking. When they open the door, she dosen’t waste a second in throwing her arms around the farmers neck in an embrace. “Thank you so much for the drawing! It’s beautiful! I had to come over and say thank you!”

~She’ll stay awhile and chat with the farmer before heading home. But not before she invites them over to possibly have a game night or hangout at the salon.

~Frames the picture and has it in her room where she sees it at least once each day.

ᡣ𐭩Alexᡣ𐭩

~His outside throwing the football to himself before deciding to come inside. His grandparents are out and about at the moment, so he decides to sit at the kitchen table. Once his settled, he noticed something on the table. White envelope sitting undisturbed with his name on the front.

~Thinking its a note from his grandmother, he opens it without a second thought. His face drops when he sees the drawing of him inside. Football in hand. He gawks for a moment, totally caught off guard by the illustration. At the bottom he finds the infamous signature: From: (Farmer)

~He smirks at the discovery. Leaning his head into his palm while still holding the paper with admiration in his eyes. His ears momentarily perk up as he hears a familiar voice outside. His granny, and behold, the farmer themselves!

~Alex quickly gets up from his chair and quickly makes his way outside. Nearly running into his grandmother, she walks inside with a happy, knowing smile on her face. Chasing after the farmer, he catches them just in time. “Running away when you’ve left me such a charming gift?” His smirking but his mostly playing around.

~ Chats with the farmer and manages to slip in they should come over for dinner with him and his grandparents. To which farmer gladly agrees.

~While Alex was away flirting with the Farmer, his grandmother finds the image on the table and decides to place it on the fridge. Alex dosen’t have the heart to move and honestly its the perfect place for it.

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megistusdiary · 1 year

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Pretend I didn't send this ask

I love your works sm omg😭 your choice of wording is so *chefs kiss* 🤌🤭

So,.. heizou x fem reader in cockwarming? Like heizou is working on some case files and reader can't help but ask heizou for help because she's oh so needy ;(

awww tysm alsjks hehe that means sm to me♡♡♡♡

also yes i absolutely love this idea. ik i said i wanted to do spooky stuff but i have to do this prompt rn rn

warnings: dom!heizou and sub!fem anatomy/pronouns reader

mentions of masturbation (fem receiving), cockwarming but kinda as a punishment (dom receiving), teasing, mean heizou, petnames

you slowly raised your hand, knocking your knuckles against heizou's door gently as you peeked your head in.

heizou glanced up from his desk, beckoning you in as you closed the door behind you.

the room was dark, lit only by a warm but dim, old lamp that heizou was hunched beneath. there were papers strewn all across the desk, pens and pencils covering the surface.

"is something wrong, baby?" heizou's voice snapped you from your brief trance as you rubbed your eyes.

"i-" you paused, chewing on your lower lip in contemplation. "i know you're working, but i was wondering if you could maybe take a little break?"

heizou halted, setting his pen down and turning to face you. he could tell you were embarrassed but clearly needy. your thighs were pressing together, though it seemed you were attempting to conceal it. "whenever you say that it's followed by asking me to fuck you." he deadpanned, watching your lips part in shock.

heizou stifled a smirk, shaking his head. "detective, sweetheart." he reminded you as he spun back around in his chair, tapping the pen on the desk. "if you really can't possibly wait until i'm finished with work...then i guess i could humor you."

he tilted his head back to send you a filthy smirk, gesturing for you to sit on his lap. you gingerly walked over, sitting with your chest pressed against his as he gripped your chin, pulling you into a kiss.

when you leaned back, your lips were coated in shiny spit, but heizou seemed like he was deep in thought. "sweetheart," he garnered your attention, tilting your gaze up to meet his. "were you playing with yourself?"

your eyes widened as you shook your head in denial. heizou gripped your chin a little firmer, tilting your head back further. "you know i hate liars, sweetheart. and you know the rules, we don't play with ourselves unless it's together. i'm not above the rules by any means, but it seems that you think you are?"

"no, heizou, i didn't-!"

"i can taste it on your tongue, baby." heizou let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. "but that's alright. you're always such a good girl for me, i guess i can let it slide this time, yeah?" your eyes practically sparkled as you nodded.

"thank you, m'sorry i was just...missing you. i think you touch those papers more than me.."

"aw, i didn't take you for the jealous type. how cute." heizou shook his head, kissing your forehead.

he tugged down your pants, pulling your panties off along the way and throwing them somewhere on the floor. finding them would be a problem for future you.

he slid his fingers over your pussy, feeling the wetness coat his digits. "you're so wet..." he marveled, making your face feel as though it was on fire.

"heizou-" you whined as he kissed your head, nuzzling his nose into your hair.

he unbuckled his pants swiftly, freeing his cock, lifting you and allowing it to tap your clit a few times before lining your already stretched hole as he allowed you to slowly sink down.

you gasped, writhing in his grasp as he held your hip with one hand, his cock in the other until he finally bottomed out.

he placed both hands onto your hips, feeling you grind against him experimentally as you adjusted.

but, when you tried to lift upwards to ride him, he kept you grounded, laughing at your whiny protests. "why not?"

"i already told you, i'm very busy working. i only said i'd humor you, not that i'd give you what you want." heizou pulled you against his chest, forcing you to rest on him, feeling hot as his body pressed against yours. "now be good for me and let me finish these case files, pretty thing."

#genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader smut #heizou #heizou smut #heizou x you #heizou x reader #heizou shikanoin x reader #shikanoin heizou #genshin shikanoin #genshin heizou #✎─𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 ❛ ༉‧₊˚#💌─𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘭! ༊*·˚#*ੈ✩‧─𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘷𝘦 #˗ˏˋ꒰ 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) ꒱

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starryid · 17 days

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omg hi, i'm so excited to be here !! my name is laur ( they/she), i'm twenty4, in the est timezone, and i use the same fcs for practically every rp i ever join 💀 ,,, i wish i could say i was joking but c'monnnn look at ritu's pretty face?? god i love her. .... ANYWHO, HELLO meet my babygirl, LOGAN SETHI ,,, and smash that read below button for more hehe 🫶🏼

I. APPLICATION

𓏲 * ( ritu arya, cis woman, she/her/hers, daft punk ) ⸺ pictures of LOGAN SETHI, the thirty - one year old music producer / dj, has been showing up all over my feed, and considering the last time they were #trending, it was due to leaving in the middle of a gig due to a panic attack — i’m not likely to unfollow anytime soon. with their signature doc martens & ripped boyfriend jeans, they’ve managed to garner a reputation for being more affable than scatterbrained. their critics say that they’re more awkward than genuine when they aren’t too busy focusing on their browsing alone at a record store, freshly glazed cinnamon rolls, ears ringing after a loud night, & fluffy pillows stacked on a messy bed. reputation.com has taken to calling them honeybee in order to avoid a lawsuit ( again ).

II. STATISTICS

FULL NAME : logan medha sethi . AGE : thirty1 . DATE OF BIRTH : november 27 , 1992 . ZODIAC : sagittarius sun , pisces moon , libra rising . HOMETOWN : whitechapel , england . GENDER : cis woman . PRONOUNS : she/her . ORIENTATION : homosexual . OCCUPATION : dj , music producer , drummer . POSITIVE TRAITS : affable , genuine , charming , easygoing , optimistic , compassionate . NEGATIVE TRAITS : awkward , scatterbrained , insecure , circumspect , quixotic , gullible . MBTI : isfp . ENNEAGRAM : 1w2 — the activist . TEMPERAMENT : phlegmatic . MORAL ALIGNMENT : lawful good .

III. BACKGROUND

though her great grandparents came from money, logan was born in east london to a secretary and a car mechanic; definitely not in the spotlight, far from it actually. the sethis lived as a lower - middle class family, and got by with what little they had, but they were content. logan was an only child with loving parents, a sturdy home, and a decent education, what more could she ask for? sure her parents may have had some prestigious friends, but logan was happy with her boring life. in college, she majored in political science. also while in school, she was diagnosed with dysgraphia. she decided to get tested after being pulled aside by one too many professors in response to some sub - par essays. she was discovered by luck, dj'ing at a high school party that she had snuck into. and she considers that is due to her grandmother, who passed about a year before she found success, looking out for her. much much more tba !!

IV. PERSONALITY

logan spends a lot of her time with her head in the clouds tbh,,, she’s such a dreamer and she loves Escapism. she’s a big big movie fan and she also loves to read marvel comics and listen to music ,,, basically any and everything that helps her escape the Real world for just a little while everything she’s done in her life has been for her parents and she will proudly tell you that!!! she loves them SO much <3 she’s a true sweetie pie for sure, but she’s always So… all over the place, and absolutely spreads herself too thin. she’s got like a hundred plans and things going on with a hundred different ppl all the time bc she loves making friends and hates saying no to said friends lmao <3 much much more tba !!

V. HEADCANONS

BIG shy activist energy . she’s definitely the type to chalk words of support outside of clinics really early in the morning before they open,,, and the type to make the most creative and elaborate protest signs for people, but be sitting and passing out water bottles at the actual protests bc she doesn’t love crowds,, or at least being in them has so many candles and books in her living area,, like she wants to be an indie pinterest girlie so bad and she pretty much is tbh much much more tba !!

VI. WANTED CONNECTIONS

i've got a few specific ones in this tag here ,, but ALSO,, some quick ideas: drinking buddies , bad influence ( on logan ) , sibling - like relationship , childhood friends , unlikely friends , flirtationship , fwb , ewb, pr stunt ( friendship or romance ) , exes ( good & bad & maybe unsure?? terms ) , frenemies , straight - up enemies but they can't really remember why , past & present bandmates , unrequited crush , collabs , ex - friends , & ,,, literally anything & everything else pls

VII. ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS

SIBLING - LIKE RELATIONSHIP / MENTORSHIP : leo espina , BAD INFLUENCE / " CMON, LOOSEN UP! " FRIEND : kirika nakayama , FRIENDS / EXPLORING BUDDIES : jonnie yoon , ON - AND - OFF EXES : maggie reyes , ONE NIGHT STAND : alexis kim , CLOSE FRIEND / LOGAN'S HER UNOFFICIAL "THERAPIST" : eleanor middleton , DRINKING BUDDIES / PROTECTIVE FRIENDS : elijah abrams , COLLAB GONE WRONG : vincent hwang , FRIENDS / ONE - SIDED CRUSH ( ON LOGAN'S SIDE ) : lena clemonte , UNLIKELY FRIENDS : preston lee , SECRET FLING : moira rhodes , "GYM BUDDIES" : nicolas rivers , BEST FRIEND : quinn sinclair , CLOSE FRIENDS : atticus reid , THEY DON'T LIKE EACH OTHER BUT DON'T KNOW WHY : aurelia de la rosa ,

#sorry this is SO unfinished but it's something !!!!#omg i'm so excited for this <3333 #wealth.intro

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itzsleepintime · 19 days

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"Hey.... Don't let go, okay?"

Hello, everybodyyy!!! This is my side blog (I'll consider putting my main blog here in the future), which is going to be for roleplaying, and a bit of art then and there!

Here's something about me :]

You can call me Jayden/Jay/Sleepy!

I'm an [age regressed!] adult with ADHD/who is Neurodivergent! I consider myself a hikikomori, asocial fella who suffers from social anxiety T0T also a bit touch starved hehe 👉👈

My regressed age is about 7-10! But my true age is 19 ^^

I'm genderfluid, and use any prns (She/He/They)! I'm also Greyromantic, Demisexual, Polyromantic and Bicurious!

I'm in a constant state of sleepiness, and a bit of a softie, who likes plushies, fresh/flowery/soapy/baby scents, soft blankets, feeling clean and warm, and comforting pampering ^^

I love to draw, read and listen to music in my free time! Oh, and play with my favorite plushie lol XD

My favorite animal is raven! My favorite color is red, white and black! My favorite food/drink is pasta, chocolate and coffee! My favroite music genres are classical/dubstep/breakcore/vocaloid/electronic (im srs yall i like everything💀)

Some of my icks/dislikes: feeling cold, being in public, talking when I'm sad/angry, bugs, feeling tired, (which is always😒), little children, people touching my plushie, feeling lonely, loud noises/yelling, people being inconsiderate/non-understanding/judgemental, feeling dirty

It will mainly be self insert/OC roleplays with other characters! Slowly but surely, I will be introducing some of my characters as time goes, who I ship with and which fandom they belong to! It will be either platonic or romantic themed!!

Fandoms I'm interested in for roleplaying: Transformers, Cookie Run, JJBA, OMORI, FNAF, Call of Duty, Sonic The Hedgehog, LOTR, Skyrim, Dragon Ball, Demon Slayer, Jujutsu Kaisen, Attack on Titan, Friday Night Funkin', Madness Combat, Deltarune, Naruto, Chainsaw Man, Monsterverse, ENA, Marvel, The Stanley Parable, HALO, One Punch Man, TADC, Fran Bow, Little Misfortune, Honkai SR, Pizza Tower, Ace Attorney (yes, a long list i know💩)

WARNINGS!!!

⚠PROSHIPPERS /COMSHIPPERS /RACISTS /LGBTPHOBICS /HATERS /ZOOPHILES /PEDOPHILES /FURRIES (SORRY) /TOXIC PPL /SEXISTS /NAZIS /TERFS /ZIONISTS /AI ART USERS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

⚠ I have age regress, so I may act brash and not so 'adultey' as I'm expected! the tone I use may be a bit too energetic, so, if you find it annoying or uncomfortable, feel free to block me!

⚠ I cuss a lot!

⚠ I can be quite forgettable! If I happen to ghost you/forget to answer/don't remember some of the things you said, I'm really sorry, it was never my intention🙏

⚠ My OC and S/I lore is very... Unrealistic, which means, they are usually non-human and/or immortal beings with a bit of overemphasized powers and such. If that bothers you, feel free to block me!

⚠ If you are easily triggered by dark themes such as d3ath/overal depression things, do not interact, it's for your own safety. Out of coping mechanism, I might reblog some jokes about those themes, so, again, feel free to block me if that is triggering for you!

⚠ Because of that, this blog is 15+!!!

⚠ It is a safe space for any LGBTQ+/Neurodivergent person, and any Race/Ethnicity/Age!

⚠ Sometimes, I will post my OC/Canon art here! If OC x Canon/Canon x Canon art bothers you, no hate, just block please!

RULES!!!

⚠ This blog is SFW!!! However, since I am an adult, I might be following blogs who can be BOTH SFW AND NSFW!!! I WON'T be posting anything NSFW here, but, if you are a minor, please do not interact with them, be warned.

⚠ I won't do SA, incest, minor/adult, zoophilia, etc.

⚠ If I didn't answer your ask, that only means two things: I deleted it because I felt uncomfortable answering it, or I'm too busy to answer it.

⚠ If you approach with pure hate/toxicity and act like a creep, you will be blocked and/or reported.

⚠ No drama, please. I don't want to be part of anything related/unrelated to me. Trying to start any drama results to an instant block.

⚠ Do not spam in asks/messages. Have in mind that I, and any other roleplayers, have life outside these blogs, and can be busy quite a lot if it happens.

TAGS!!!

(Nothing here yet!!! It will be updated in the future!!!)

[Thank you for reading <3]

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londonspirit · 2 years

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Oh look, ramblings again!

SPOILERS for Thor: Love and Thunder AHEAD!!! Do NOT read if you haven’t seen the movie yet (unless you don’t care about spoilers!)

Last chance to back out... no? Good, happy reading!

First of: it should be mandatory to watch a Taika film at least TWICE before being allowed to form an opinion. There’s always way too much going on to catch it all on one viewing!

That includes myself too.

After my first viewing on Thursday I came out of TLAT with mixed feelings. It felt chaotic and a tad overstuffed, not long enough to squeeze everything in.

Overall I liked it tho, there were bits and pieces that I adored (and yes, the goats are fucking hilarious!!!), but I KNEW I had to see it a second time to form a proper opinion.

(It also didn’t help that the face of the first God that got killed looked soo familiar but I couldn't really sort him! It took me two days to finally find out why - the Taika!Bingo had already been employed. Adorable man can’t stop casting friends for his films *hehe* But you do NOT expect a vampire in a Marvel movie so… (Jonny Brugh aka Deacon from WWDITS, for those curious.)

I loved the cameos even though they were very short but it’s always nice to see familiar faces popping up here and there.

I screamed at the post credit scene because BRETT FUCKING GOLDSTEIN!!!! My Ted Lasso loving heart was in AWE and in shock and I might have yelled at the poor man on Twitter!) I cannot wait to see where they’re going with him - that’s going to be amazing!!

I'm also utterly amazed and slightly shocked that T managed to get as much queer content in it as he dared. (and so far I do NOT see the film being banned in those who banned Lightyear and MOM for much less!!) But then again (as he does) it’s both soo in your face and yet subtle enough to be overlooked, I guess.

Although, he basically put a GAY SEX SCENE into it without anyone batting an eyelid. Sure, it’s between two non-humans but still… maybe that doesn’t count. I don’t know. I just love it.

(and yes, it took me a few hours and the internet’s help to lose my mind over the fact that his partner's name is DWAYNE!!! I mean, WTF?!?!?! I'm curious whether DJ knows about it, and what he’s thinking (here's hope somebody asks him at SDCC, I NEED to know this!!)).

Anyhow, I felt a tad sad that I didn’t immediately loved it. It was good, it was fun but it lacked…something?!

So naturally I went again yesterday, properly rested this time with the intention of just letting it play out and NOT pay special attention to my darling Korg *hehe*

And it helped - a LOT!!!

I loved it.

I loved how he intersected the funny with the heartfelt scenes (still think some could’ve been a tad longer for more impact).

I loved that he didn’t shy away from hitting you hard with death and illness to then lighten it with screaming goats and silly heart eyes and awkward reunions. But there’s love in every single moment: love for family and partners, love for your home and the place that had become home, love for friends and found family. There’s heartache about losing everything and there’s hope for a future that may not be as terrible as one thought.

It’s beautifully quirky and lighthearted yet very profound and underneath it all there’s everything that’s important in life!

So yeah… a very typical Taika Waititi film. NOT a typical Marvel film so I guess that’s where the hate of some for it comes from.

But that the beauty of Taika’s work: you have to pay attention, you have to soak it up to get it. You have to look closer to realize how precious the life is you have, no matter how dark it seems.

I also liked (even though it may sound weird) that Jane died in the end. But she died doing what she loved, she died for the man she loved (and I’m pretty damn sure, had it been the other way around, Thor would have sacrificed himself for her as well). I liked that she said it: what’s the point of living if you suffer in a hospital bed, dying on your own anyways, having loved ones seeing you like that, or going out with a bang, saving the world and LIVING until the very end! I mean, WOAH, that’s one hell of a statement. (Yes, of course I cried!)

I also loved that for once the villain in the end changed his mind. I mean, how often does that happen??? I loved that he eventually saw that his revenge only caused heartache and pain. So giving his daughter over to the ‘enemy’ to have her being raised by him… well damn, that's quite something.

And yes, naturally I adored Dad!Thor and I'm very curious how they’re going ahead with that!

Do I still think it could’ve been a tad longer to give us a bit more Valkyrie? YES!

Or that I would’ve loved to see those cut appearances everyone was talking about? Absolutely.

(I do NOT need to have EVERYTHING explained to me, like how did Jane get to Asgard or other things that happened off screen - as the man so nicely stated once or twice, sometimes you just have to think for yourself and connect the damn dots!)

But in the end, it was just about the right length, it wasn’t the least bit boring (not even in the first time round), it was entertaining as hell and only the second viewing showed me how much love the man put into it.

Yes, I will want to see all the cut things and the deleted scenes, I wanna know how that 4 hour cut would’ve looked like. But that's mostly because I'm dying to know what his brain cooked up in the very first place!!!

But I also respect the fact that we might never see that. (I want all the bloopers tho!!!)

So yeah, I can’t wait to watch it again, maybe once more in the cinema but definitely at home, with a pause button so I can appreciate all the little things (I LOVED how excited he got when some reporter mentioned that the Kronan God was sitting on a throne of scissors - I missed that the first time around and squealed at the second because THAT’s the kind of thing I expect from him, small things that are not important but still makes his movies so unique and special!!)

I also can’t wait to search for all the kids: I did spy Matewa but not TK, so that’s definitely a fun thing to do once I have that pause button.

So yeah, these are my ramblings. I’m once again very much amazed with this incredible man and his brains, and I hope he doesn’t EVER get encouraged by all the asshole things I keep seeing in his tags - I hope he never reads them (I totally understand why he’s not on Twitter anymore and it takes everything I have to not lash out at some of those hating on him for absolutely no reason. Critique, totally fair, but some of that shit is pure, mean hatred, based on nothing and tagging him with that is just a NO GO. But I know better so I sit on my hands and hope he takes solace in the box office numbers and the fact that his visions are just not for everyone!)

*I* just fell deeper in love with his work, his incredible brain and his way of looking at the world and translating that into compelling movies that help make the real world that bit better! And I’m sooo looking forward what he’ll do next!

#personal #spoilers #spoiler #thor: love and thunder #love and thunder ramblings #taika waititi #love and thunder spoilers

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punkscowardschampions · 3 months

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Jali Pt.2

Ali: [accidentally on purpose dropping down as if he tickled you that hard you couldn’t possibly help it, now SO in his face as you’re hissing air through your teeth, LOOKING at him, like you’re all excuse me and don’t just want to/need to ‘wouldn’t that be easy’ because true, if you just hated him you could have moved on with your life better than you have]

Johnny: [LOOKING back at her from their new proximity again, biting his lip at the exact same moment as she’s doing her hiss so it looks like a synchronised move but really he just couldn’t help it any more than she could, a shrug that he really does the most with in terms of moving and getting more in her grill if possible ‘easy’s not for us’ like yeah maybe but I can’t relate and in this moment at least can’t be mad about it]

Ali: [back to being so close as to really need to close your eyes and just makeout but holding back just enough that you are not, even as you’re moving to ride him, still not quite reaching ‘I’m for you’ in the tiniest voice because you used to say things like that all the time but you haven’t yet tonight in the here and now but you want to]

Johnny: [‘yeah you are’ like it’s that simple and can be because we want it to be and in the here and now it is, no notes]

Ali: [kissing him like you aren’t also smiling so big at the same time, we care not, gotta do both immediately, also getting more uncontrolled with how you’re grinding against him]

Johnny: [gonna say there’s a scar or a stretch mark or something to that effect which she didn’t have when they were together that he’s touching while they kiss for a nice full circle moment to the angst of his scar drama before because this isn’t angsty it’s nice and they deserve to have recognitions of time passing that don’t make them feel super sad, like, he didn’t notice it he just happens to be touching where it is but then he notices and does his own smile and kisses wherever this scar/mark is in a way that’s saying all of her is for him and he wants all of her without him saying it]

Ali: [my boo says I’m bringing it back around and she’s so real for that, not that she has anything to be insecure about and isn’t, it would be kind of nerve-wracking to do this, for so many reasons but also what if he straight up just didn’t fancy you anymore lmao, too awkward, so this confirmation would be very nice]

Johnny: [we’ve said it before and we’ll say it again thank god they are both still hot (not that he is to me but you know what I mean), even though it means y’all are still here hooking up when he has a home to go to, no regrets, he will stay as long as he wants and Sophie Turner will have to deal lol, he’s far too busy kissing her everywhere he can reach now, don’t mind him]

Ali: [we know you’re not allowed to mither him ever, soz not soz, perhaps you should know/care family drama has gone down, what about that miss ma’am lol but anyhow, here not thinking about anyone’s schedule, including our own, far too busy having a marvellous time, wrapping the duvet around our shoulders like a cape before we’re pushing it to the end of the bed because we wanna see and touch and kiss more of him too, just exploring, nbd]

Johnny: [Johnny’s sisters better keep their mouths closed, if one of y’all is close to your cousin and spill this fam tea before he gets a chance to I will be so mad, said like we’re not the ones in control of this haha, anyway, I love that, both of you should take this time to have an explore because she wasn’t old enough to have tats or anything back then so the possibilities are endless there and he was far too distracted earlier to give every inch of her body the full attention it deserves, the way his face would be so intense and serious as he’s taking all of it in is frankly adorable as well btw]

Ali: [my boo says you hush, like they are fully real ladies with the ability to be running their mouths hehe, you love to see it truly; like she loves his concentration face, always has always will, getting distracted from your own exploration by how cute he looks, hiding your head in your pillow dramatically like nah I can’t actually cope]

Johnny: [the way he’ll be pulling her up from this pillow by her hair gently but insistently will be a different kind of distracting tbh, holding her face in both of his hands when its level with his again and just LOOKING at her because yet another moment where he can’t believe he’s here and this is happening, hence we can’t even talk about how the hookup has the same soft but insistent energy rn like he needs to get and keep her attention that way too, his teeth lightly grazing her cheek like they did her nip earlier, the same one of hers that she dug her nails into on him, obvs]

Ali: [attention has never been more directed firmly in one place, again it’s as if no one else in the world exists and that feeling has been missing from our life so hard, hence we’re pushing our cheek at him more insistently like go on ‘fair is fair’ like scratch marks are a bit easier to explain that teeth marks but love the enthusiasm girl]

Johnny: [having enough self control, barely, to fully bite her shoulder instead because that’s coverable, but doing it SO dramatically as if to make up for the fact it’s not her face, highkey headbutting her in said shoulder with his !! because he has all the enthusiasm too]

Ali: [when it hurts but also you’ve never been happier, the mix of that coming out in UNHINGED noise because of course, headbutting his opposite shoulder as a reflex as well an accident as you’re pushing against him more frantically about it]

Johnny: [doing his own noise about how unhinged hers was and the fact she also headbutted him, picking her up by the throat in such a !! way about it, making sure to really press into those lovebites he did earlier as well as ofc squeezing as he’s basically throwing her around this bed because the hook up has become feral again and he’s really going at it, pressing her face back into the pillow the way she hid before except not at all]

Ali: [when your eyes naturally go to roll to the back of your head but you NEED to maintain eye contact with him whilst his hand is around your throat so you are fighting it like you’re not at all fighting anything he wants to do to you in this moment, not you dropping the d name into this pillow as if it’s so muffled he’s not gonna know]

Johnny: [‘rewarding’ her by fucking her even harder than he already was when she’s fighting to maintain that eye contact as well as kissing and licking and sucking on the bite mark on her shoulder indecently, obvs he will hear the d word and correct her with whatever the word is in gypsy secret lingo how they used to, but as a full MOAN because duh, could not be more into it]

Ali: [repeating the word over and over as quickly as it’ll come out of your mouth between your gasping for air as you push your face harder into this pillow to push back onto him even moreso, so blatantly DYING that you get to say this again]

Johnny: [likewise DYING about this because you know his missus isn’t calling him that so the last time would have been the last time y’all did before now and he would’ve thought never again, thank god they’ve moved to her room because the UNHINGED noises coming out of this man rn don’t need to be overheard and the feral positions he’s contorting them into whilst keeping her head where it is on that pillow deffo don’t need to be witnessed by any of her children]

Ali: [you’re all very welcome this has taken a private turn because there is no stopping this train y’all are on and we don’t need any victims to your feralness today thank you, got far too much time to make up and we are going for it right here right now]

Johnny: [mhmm, a marvellous time with no added trauma for anyone thank you, just do the absolute most until you inevitably both die which won’t take long now with the way y’all are behaving, me like please don’t say anything too extra sir and keep it to noise, you can be extra by continuing to fuck your cum into her once you have, I’ll take that over saying ILY or something else you should not on this day]

Ali: [we all know you are but you better not drop that now lads, however unhinged you feel and how unreal this all still is, it is in fact real and you know that he’ll have to leave soon and you’re not gonna have that be because he’s running away, not if you can help it, pulling him down onto this pillow with you as if he was headed to the door and isn’t still inside you]

Johnny: [the temptation to have him stay all night and have to sneak out before he has work/her children are back/up to do the absolute most possible, whether that’s because y’all have fallen asleep or because you’re literally up all night doing these kind of antics remains to be seen, anyway, going with her not because he’s too dead to fight it, though he is, but because he is very much still inside her rn and wants to stay there, oh the cuddling that’s therefore happening, we love to see it, could not be holding her tighter even though she can’t and isn’t going anywhere either]

Ali: [just never letting you pull out casually, doing such a sleepy contented smile because you’re likewise so dead, and there’s no way she’d send you home tonight because literally had the biggest shock and you came here like might kill myself, might kill my dad so in no way are we insisting going home is the best thing for you, soz not soz, kissing the tip of his nose and stroking his hair out of his face, saying some of the other secret lingo you remember that is appropriate]

Johnny: [he’s just never going to haha, which does mean she’ll have to come with him when he reaches for the duvet to once again wrap her up in like a lil burrito, likewise calling her all the secret lingo pet names that are appropriate for how sleepy and dead and cute she is, some she’ll remember from back in the day but some I’m sure he never used then so are new now, just cos we can, making her so comfy and doing the kind of comforting sounds she was doing in the angsty times reclaimed for this nice soft time, doing the lil soft scratches over her back again and BIG hair strokes]

Ali: [shaking your head, not quite to dramatic iconic levels but enough to tickle him with your hair now you’re in this burrito together and still very literally entangled ‘I shan’t go to bed’ because being the most comforting daddy energy but we can’t miss you like that, mirroring the scratching he’s doing on your back on his forearm absentmindedly]

Johnny: [‘you’re to do as you’re told’ for the daddy energy but crucially not telling her if that’s go to sleep or stay up with him forever, though we know what the answer is lol, because can’t be like yeah stay up with me forever when she’s being such an adorable sleepy baby rn]

Ali: [raising your brows like oh really, doing a little lol and nudging his shoulder with your head like no, no but also reminder from when you headbutted it earlier ‘you don’t have someone over after [time] and fall asleep on ‘em’]

Johnny: [doing his own eyebrow raise ‘someone, is it?’ because said as if he’s just a random person of the many she has over lol but his face is amused, that said, not so amused he doesn’t touch the shoulder bite he gave her earlier, softly but with intent of all the reminders of who he is to her actually]

Ali: [‘this could only happen to us’ because can’t even play that this happens all the time and is a regular occurrence for us when we all know how entirely untrue that is, shifting slightly with the reminder, only closer, of course]

Johnny: [‘true enough’ because where’s the lie, we really did something here with this, they aren’t circumstances likely to occur again, fully nuzzling into her shoulder and then her neck and then cheek to cheek nbd]

Ali: [it’s so hard not to say ily sometimes lol, just do a happy little hum and bask in your closeness without saying a word, thank you]

Johnny: [likewise stfu and just hold her for a while until I’m gonna say you fall asleep because what a day you’ve had even before these antics, still inside her I might add, but you can probably wake up the same what a day and all the emotions reasons, doing the thing of not knowing where you are for a sec, but letting out the biggest breath when you realise, pulling her even closer to you because you’re so glad it’s her]

Ali: [how lowkey disorientating for that first moment always, wondering if you’ve just had some absolutely insane dream but then he’s pulling you into him and you know it’s real, kissing him with a fever like you’ve been snoozing for years because you did not intend to fall asleep and how could you leave him, covering him in kisses right down to his collarbone, looking up at him to check he’s okay]

Johnny: [dragging her head into his chest so her ear is against his heartbeat because don’t know where to begin with her asking if he’s okay but this is kind of an answer, rocking her as if he’s like shh shh go back to sleep but every movement is deliberately hitting her in a spot that’ll make her feel the opposite of sleepy cos he’s inside her still, pick a letter of the many there are depending on angles but I feel like it’s not a standard one lol just to make her feel an extra type of way, he’s also touching her indecently, again as if with the kind of strokes you’d do to someone’s back or head to get them back to sleep, except not at all, truly doing the most]

Ali: [OVERWHELMED entirely and immediately, pressing your face into his chest like you can burrow inside casually and you gotta, doing the most insane but tiny noises against his skin, licking out the same letter with her tongue, dragging your teeth over it lightly for the emphasis too ‘you didn’t leave’ as you’re making use of how literally he did not move an inch, so FINE about it, LOOKING up at him and wiping sleep, real or imagined, from his eyes ‘good morning’ even though it’s clearly not, just to say it to him before you’re launching a soft but !! makeout about it]

Johnny: [putting everything about why he obviously did and could not leave into this soft but intense makeout because he isn’t fine about it either, no notes, continuing this rocking move like it’s casual though when it absolutely is not, doing his own tiny noises into her mouth about it all]

Ali: [when you are basically crying again but for a much better reason of being entirely overstimulated and feeling like you could cum already because you’ve been moving in your sleep obviously and kept at that level of turned on the entire time, just collecting those tears on your fingertips to put into his open mouth, nbd, of course not stopping your makeout because why would you]

Johnny: [I love how feral y’all are even in soft moments because of course there’s no hesitation from him remotely, in fact he’ll be going one better eventually and just kissing and licking her tears right off her face as well, the only acceptable reason to pause the makeout truly]

Ali: [we love it, y’all love it because the heart eyes he’s getting are so real, even through the tears, licking his face back, even though you have no reason but wanting to, doing a big grin about it]

Johnny: [mhmm, he’s giving the biggest heart eyes and doing the hottest lol, just here having the best time, as they should]

Ali: [‘I remember being with you being like this’ because was never not turned on and on the edge but also just the fun and feral vibes, we mean it all, here touching the tender spots where he gave you lovebites and pressing in those same spots on him with your other hand, not actually going hard enough to bruise him but pretending as if we are]

Johnny: [‘don’t you go forgetting’ because so easy to just remember the bad stuff all these years later but they actually were good together or y’all wouldn’t be here now doing it again, so sincerely like PLEASE DON’T EVER because he never has clearly]

Ali: [shaking your head, not even dramatically because being the most sincere because we won’t and we haven’t ‘I can’t’ not said like you wish you could because not at all in this moment]

Johnny: [his own sincere af nod because hard same ‘I can’t either, never could nor did’ again obvious with you literally naming a child after her but gotta say it nevertheless]

Ali: [my boo says let’s have THAT conversation and imagine lmao, not right now thank you, just hugging him the tightest you are capable of, your happy noise becoming a blatant moan because still here going at it like it’s at all casual ‘Jesus, Johnny’]

Johnny: [me like if you want a sign from god sir it’s that the child who you named after Alison is the spitting image of her mother as is the child you had in retaliation of Ronan and Ali getting together, I said what I said, but ANYWAY, in the here and now, moan her name for her again in response to her saying yours]

Ali: [gotta change the missus not the kids honey lol, cocooning this duvet around both of you more, having surely shifted out of it somewhat as you slept, because nothing and no one can get to y’all right now and we’re determined about that ‘I missed you’ already said it and it’s also obvious but if there’s anything that bears repeating right now]

Johnny: [you should likewise repeat that she’s for you even though she said it the first time so you’re technically not, gotta let that come out of your own mouth, however indecently as you once again hold her like y’all can’t get close enough because it feels like you cannot]

Ali: [‘you’re mine’ with the impatient whine, like he was your man first, not sorry Sophie Turner, I’m afraid, under other circumstances, would and should be but we’re not lol]

Johnny: [saying ‘be mine’ with the exact same energy of when he said be my girl at halloween which she will ofc remember because it was right at the end of their reconciliation hookup so how could she forget, not soz at all]

Ali: [using your enthusiastic nod to really do the most here, holding his shoulders just fully with your fingernails because you are holding onto not being killed here again so barely, which also shows in the utterly indecent way your voice sounds to say ‘I’m yours’ as if there were any doubts]

Johnny: [you gotta just kiss her dramatically because I don’t trust you not to drop an ILY rn so you gotta shh and focus on killing her again please and thanks]

Ali: [y’all deserve to kill each other so less talking more doing lads, keep going with the most desperate and feral making out so you don’t have to use your words]

Johnny: [mhmm, if y’all behave we’ll let you die at the same time for the peak romance]

Ali: [can’t have it all out on your reconciliation, there’s too much to cover right now so don’t lol, live your best lives until you’re once again dead and laying here giving him the BIGGEST eyes about it]

Johnny: [you have the rest of your lives to address the many elephants in the many rooms tbf, just hold onto her and return those heart eyes as you attempt to recover slightly]

Ali: [not that you technically know that yet, we don’t want to attempt it and fuck everything and I can’t blame you there, stroking his hair and doing your thing of then messing it up to fix again ‘are you thirsty?’ said with the vagueness of having truly no idea what time it is and when he got here and how long it has been]

Johnny: [a smile at her hair antics, because always love it, a nod because I’m 100 sure you are with all the crying you did before you got here and then also when you got here and you’d be hoarse too from y’all’s antics ‘what’s the time?’ in the same kind of idk manner not like I gotta leave rn immediately]

Ali: [not to mention the way y’all have sweated it out, y’all will be dehydrated lol, cupping his face ‘cos ‘I don’t think we can get to the kitchen like this’ and you’re finally going to have to untangle yourselves and we’re sad about it but also needs must and it’s better it’s for this than him leaving]

Johnny: [not you taking it as a challenge, saying ‘can we not?’ playfully and with the most mischievous concentration face, trying to get there while not at all untangling themselves which is giving when they were literally trying to fuck their way to his caravan next door to theirs which will be a comparison yet again not lost on her, I gotta]

Ali: [the excitement on your own mischievous face letting him know how well you remember before any of your reactions to this movement can even, kissing both his cheeks like this is peak romance and would not be an absolutely feral scene for anyone to happen upon lol]

Johnny: [we’re gonna have to be very kind in not letting anyone witness this because it is gonna take y’all an age to get to the kitchen even if he was trying his best to hurry which we all know he absolutely is not, the chaos, try not to destroy the gaff on route please because no fucks are given to anything but staying as deep inside her as he possibly can whilst still moving to the kitchen, I just know in my WHOLE heart that at some point y’all will get totally derailed because you’ll be crawling on all fours there with him fucking her like that, jc would be very proud, we all remember when they had that moment when they were supposed to be leaving the jj gaff, I like to think you’d almost made it to the kitchen by that point too, it’s in sight if you’re not literally in the doorway even, god bless]

Ali: [iconic vibes, soz not soz household, it’s clearly a time when you’re all asleep and thank the lord for that because there is no attempt at consideration, y’all are doing the absolute most and are SO happy for it, literally wanna do this forever so he can never leave, all time has gone out the window and we do not care, even if we’ve got to saucily remind you what you’re here for ‘drink’ like he isn’t the most distracted he’s ever]

Johnny: [not him answering that with the word ‘spit’ telling her to like he can drink that from wherever it lands, which is giving when she literally licked his jizz off mcvickers’ stairs, lest any of us ever forget, me like, sir she is as dehydrated as you she can’t]

Ali: [the way she’d be trying her hardest to produce enough spit for this to be the moment it deserves to be, like my boo said you’re both dehydrated but we still gotta, only appropriate whilst you’re in this position, like]

Johnny: [we all know he will be licking it up from wherever it landed, disgusting frankly but y’all are being feral teens again rn and can’t be tamed, including her body if any of it did there, even if he has to pause for a sec/manoeuvre them into a new position to do so, but there isn’t much so adding ‘you’ll have to bleed then’ like soz I’m still thirsty, obvs bringing the all fours position back and SLAMMING into her again like he did during the stairs hookup, fully biting her on the arse where his initials used to be as hard if not harder than he bit her shoulder earlier, which would hurt so much ouch, and drinking her blood nbd]

Ali: [not you loudly moaning WATCHING him do that disgusting act, leaning forwards like you’re going to join in but just want to be closer to him doing it, SO into it before he’s even manhandling you which is basically your favourite thing ever, along with bleeding so you’re in heaven, even if that definitely kills and you’ll be crying out in pain about it low-key ‘I'm not going to be able to sit down’ said like it’s the BEST thing ever, pushing back on him as hard as you can, just feral and frantic]

Johnny: [not him doing his own loud moan about her crying out in pain because y’all are feral and it’s one of his fave things ever too ‘not without thoughts of us’ also said like it’s the BEST thing ever because it is, hence he’s holding onto her, deliberately pressing his fingers into that bite mark and then putting said fingers into her mouth, SO forcefully like we’ve gotta lowkey choke her with them while she sucks her own blood off each of them]

Ali: [making the most unhinged happy noise you have ever because of course you want every reminder of him when he inevitably has to leave here, so LOOKING at him in a way he’ll never forget whilst you are here almost puking with how hard you’re going, your moans vibrating around his fingers in your throat, how you’re actually choking on him making more drool too]

Johnny: [me like please don’t throw up practically in the kitchen in the dead of night lol, but y’all couldn’t be more about it, the way he’s lapping up both her spit and her blood is frankly disgusting and I don’t wanna talk about it, the scenes are unhinged and unnecessary]

Ali: [my boo says decorum please, think of the beautiful kitchen lmao, I’ll be kind and say that you don’t by the grace of god because you’re both doing enough as it is, making out with him over your shoulder how you gotta in the grossest way you can, cannot be overstated, have lost our mind]

Johnny: [honestly stop it you heathens I’m about to eat, thankfully when you work yourselves up like this you’ll have to then die and if you ever recover you can get the water you genuinely need and came in here for because ew]

Ali: [just drinking it out of the sink like a cat/little kid from the hose because you’re genuinely so shaky/dead that there is no hosting going on, we don’t have the space in our blissed out head right now, just grinning at him as you lean back up and gesture like go ahead as if you’re being that hostess with the mostess really]

Johnny: [you’d likewise not be opposed drinking whatever straight out of the tap we know you’re that boy and you would’ve genuinely drank from a hose when you were fixing cars and bikes, but before you do, holding her hair back for her while she is, obvs, because it’s daddy vibes and always a hot move as well as being helpful with all the hair she genuinely has]

Ali: [unthinkingly pushing yourself up onto your counter to watch him happily and wincing about the still very fresh bitemark on your booty, then blushing/smiling to yourself about it immediately, getting up onto your knees to kneel on said counter instead like that’s better, doing a big breath out how you do when you’re knackered but satisfied, rudely not holding his hair back for him ‘cos you want it to get wet a lil shamelessly]

Johnny: [he will be grinning about her wincing and having to change how she was gonna be on the counter cos couldn’t be prouder of himself about it, always has and always will lose all control around this girl and loves it, I’m sure you’re lowkey having a bit of a halfhearted wash under this tap sir as well as a drink because the state of y’all with all that blood and spit and everything, just enough so that you aren’t gonna trash the house by being in it or her bed if you go back to it, so cue a lil water fight both by him flicking his hair at her and splashing her when he rinses his hands and spitting water at her, all the things, because y’all are continuing to act like teens]

Ali: [literally going to splash you as you’re grinning, as if we’re in any way mad and aren’t grinning back, just having the best time here on this day in a way that would make you sad if you stopped to think about all the days like this you’ve missed but we’re not going to whilst you’re still here and we can enjoy the now ‘be nice to me’ as you’re flinging your arms around his neck to be as close to him as you can be again]

Johnny: [shamelessly pulling her off this counter and holding her so they can be closer despite how wet he is from his lil wash because did not care to dry off remotely there, soz not soz, wrapping his arms around her so dramatically as if they haven’t touched for a thousand years because what could be nicer than this much contact]

Ali: [the sigh we do into this hug letting you know we feel exactly the same, however soaked or bloody and messy or whatever you may be, forever jumping into his arms, no matter how exhausted he also is, thank god you’re little lol]

Johnny: [have this lil kitchen hug for ages before he eventually piggybacks her to her bedroom rather than carrying her purely because he did that to her room after they’d been feral on mcvickers’ stairs and we need the throwback ofc, and you can throw her on the bed for the more immediate throwback to when you first came in here too]

Ali: [patting the bed beside you like come here please and thanks, no notes]

Johnny: [do and have yet another makeout sesh even though I’ve literally lost count of how many there have been because y’all are in love and the limit does not exist]

Ali: [you simply gotta, here acting like he’s been here all along and this isn’t his literal first time in your house never mind your bed, so natural, it’s FINE ‘I want you to stay’ when you finally break apart, said with the quiet sad knowledge that he can’t, of course]

Johnny: [a lil nod because that’s what he wants too even though he cannot, before he has to set his jaw and remind himself he cannot by saying ‘I can’t’ out loud as much for his own benefit, if not more, than hers, when it reminds you of all the other times back in the day you said that though and you hate it because some of those things you know now you absolutely could have done ‘but I’ll come back’ as something you can add to make yourself feel better]

Ali: [obviously having the same thoughts ‘I know’ said as an it’s okay more than a confirmation because of course you do, what is unsure is how you’re going to navigate this and you want to let him know you’re not going to make it any more difficult, that’s not your intention, anyway ‘you can come back’ like there’s your invite lol as if you’d be like um no]

Johnny: [a lil lol at the invite back like oh thanks because yeah we all know she wasn’t gonna be like um no and so it’s amusing, doing the sort of playful nudge like oh you, we all see you still focusing on that aspect and not the serious or difficult ones ‘when?’ said in the same playful manner like he’s gonna tickle her or something if she doesn’t say tomorrow but we all know it’s a genuine question]

Ali: [nudging him back with a smirk and a shake of your head ‘don’t be cocky now, where’d you get the idea I liked you from?’ looking down at the state you are in like lol it’s literally written all over me, touching a particular lovebite that has caught your eye, doing a mini shrug into him ‘I might have you back tomorrow’]

Johnny: [likewise following her gaze down with a continuous LOOK all over her body at all the carnage he has caused because first time you’ve really had a chance to take it all in when you’re not carried away af in the moment, doing the sort of whistle intake of breath through his teeth because she really is covered, but once again we all know he’s proud of it, touching a different lovebite that has caught his eye ‘might you now?’ as he’s PRESSING it, like oh I see, that’s interesting]

Ali: [watching him LOOK at you, being just as intense about it, nodding like yeah, you did that, starting to say ‘if I’ve recovered’ because no joke how battered and bruised you are even if the joke is you caring one bit about it to stop you incurring more but your voice is going up a few decibels and octaves on the last word when he PRESSES on this particular injury]

Johnny: [he will be here kissing every mark on her body better when she says that, not very gently even if we start out that way and with every intention of being because !! but v thoroughly to the point of being indecent and feeling like he’s spending hours doing this]

Ali: [just here casually writhing into his touch every which way you need to, closing your eyes and parting your lips to do a little moan you’ve been holding back as his kisses build into something more indecent ‘okay, faster than tomorrow, whenever you want’]

Johnny: [the absolutely insane heart eyes he’s giving her when her eyes are closed like he’s literally screaming ILY via a look because he really do but I’m not letting him say so ‘you’ve a key going spare for me?’ when you’re not being serious you’re saying this more so the key mems come flooding back because y’all really did the most with that while you had it, but under that we also know you’re being SO serious because always]

Ali: [your eyes flying open as fast as you are scrambling to get up like hold on, good thing you are in the middle of nowhere because the way I know this spare key you’re running to get is under a plant pot or something by the door outside, no fucks to being seen or weather or anything else, as per, simply must get him this key right now, obvs]

Johnny: [the wait KILLING him even though she blatantly ran to get that and then back, watching the door for her return SO intently he probably has not blinked the entire time, hence having to get up because he has no chill to lie here and wait so he’s in the bedroom doorway when she returns and grabs her exactly like she’s being kidnapped like he did when she came onto site that time, manhandling her back to this bed with the most !! ever]

Ali: [literally so focused on getting back to him that fast that you truly do not see nor expect this ambush so it actually makes you do a YELP, covering your mouth with the back of the hand this key is in, LOOKING at him beyond !!]

Johnny: [LOOKING down at her from where he has once again thrown her on this bed and is looming over her with all the !! in the world, breathing insanely as if she struggled and put up a massive fight then which she absolutely did not he’s just overwhelmed by the idea of this key actually being given to him, holding out his hand for it without breaking the intense af EYE CONTACT]

Ali: [when you can trust your fear response has dissipated, and you’ve got your own breathing matching his own unhinged inability, moving your hand to drop this key in his outstretched palm, closing his fingers around it dramatically because you must]

Johnny: [it goes without saying that he won’t be letting go of this now until he leaves and has to put it in his pocket or wherever, holding it as tight as they always did with the caravan one back in the day so it looks and feels as though it’ll merge into his palm, kissing her so dramatically that she’s narrowly avoiding another injury because he’s doing a forehead touch with it that’s too !!]

Ali: [simply gotta be done, hence not letting go of his clasped hand for way too long, pressing it shut in a way that is lowkey more painful as you deepen this kiss, pulling his weight into you like you want to be crushed because do]

Johnny: [we love when y’all match each other’s energy in impeccable ways, hence this man doing a NOISE about it all because who has ever understood y’all the way that you do each other, will be here pinning her under us with our full weight not at all casually while another makeout sesh ensues]

Ali: [so fated in all the ways, never more obvious than when you are alone together, forever making it harder to breathe when you already can’t, here feeling such a type of way about this key nbd]

Johnny: [mhmm, just know that the fist he has this key in will be resting against her chest for the entirety of said makeout so the key is close to her heart (and his because you know they are that close) because simply must, it’s so sad he cannot put it on a chain like she did hers but if he did I’d want it to be one of hers because she wore his and I doubt Sophie Turner is turning a blind eye that hard]

Ali: [my boo says how dare you cockblock us ma’am, also so sad about the lack of marks on him, which we’re remedying (but not really because you can’t to the extent you want to) by digging our nails into his biceps]

Johnny: [bane of my life this woman and we’ve only just begun so imagine how much she’s gonna annoy me when y’all get even more serious and have a child, you’re gonna have to take out that mutual frustration about what she can’t do by doing the most to give this girl even more marks, do a lovebite right where her heart is, very dramatically]

Ali: [by the double life stage, you’re just choosing to ignore things or plain dumb fr, I refuse to believe otherwise, everyone gonna know whose child this is ma’am, including you but anyway, you are not our problem right now, I just love that she’s decided scratches are acceptable behaviour, like yeah it could come from other things unlike teeth marks but come on now, iconic tbh]

Johnny: [mhmm, it’s willful ignorance because you don’t wanna have to leave him/address it ma’am which we get because culturally that would be super embarrassing for you but it’s gonna be anyway because Maggie looks like him and she literally takes his name so have fun with that, it’s an open secret as we’ve said before, but that’s the future and rn he’s busy pulling her hair to pull her back into another kiss immediately after doing that lovebite despite his breathing still being as cray]

Ali: [like I would say this is infinitely more embarrassing but maybe all you truly care about it being kept and he does that so, idk, could never be me but clearly you have different priorities or you would have waited for a love match and not just married who you were told to but anyway, stop coming for your life never sis, would you like to skip this to when he has to leave because we’ve established the vibes well I feel?]

Johnny: [clearly that is all she does care about, could never be me either sis but maybe you wanted some stability cos your father is a wrong’un and your fam is obviously chaotic, it won’t stop me dragging you to within an inch of your life ever, but ANYWAY, yeah I agree we can because we all know he’ll have to leave early because at work early and that until then y’all will be mostly hooking up and barely sleeping, the vibe has been set very well, meaning he can’t even really sneak off without saying anything while she is asleep because they haven’t much]

Ali: [as much as it’d be a kindness to you both in a way, yeah, I just do not think she’s going to sleep through you leaving this time, hun, there’s too many feelings here on this day, even if we want to act as nonchalant as we are capable of being, which by most people’s standards is not very but we’re not trying to make it about us, is the vibe, do have to ask ‘what are you going to do if you’re working with your da today?’ because a valid question, frankly]

Johnny: [thank god the earliness of the o’clock means he’ll be gone before Ali’s kids are awake and so will the clothes he just left on the stairs shamelessly because that’s a kindness to you all at least ‘busy myself with what work needs doing’ like it’s casual and that easy because who is he if not that bitch who will try and force it to be, this boy can compartmentalise like it’s his job, oh the stress you’ve been under all your life sir actually makes me emosh]

Ali: [‘might he not want to talk to you?’ because clearly the conversation was not/is not over but equally his dad could be just like him and not want any more said and we’d hardly be surprised by that so it is a genuine question]

Johnny: [‘he’d be left to want’ like if he does we’re not gonna make it easy for him to for all the reasons, including work not being the time or the place for said convo to continue even if we were interested in doing that which we’re obvs not atm]

Ali: [nodding because fair enough, we can’t argue with any of that, nor do we want to position ourselves as a devil’s advocate this AM, doing a big stretch and searching the room only with your eyes right now for some clothes to throw on yourself, not actually moving yet though, your eyes darting back to him naturally and doing a half smile]

Johnny: [not you leaning over to give her a cheek kiss how you used to do, like y’all are married, love to see it and remember how much indecent it always was and still is than a married couple style kiss, doing the most this AM because we don’t want to leave]

Ali: [letting your hands fall onto his shoulders, your fingers lacing into his hair to keep his head next to yours for a beat longer than this kiss takes, brushing down his arms to hold his hand and SQUEEZE it, leaving the meaning unsaid because too much you do want to say to him]

Johnny: [doing such a BIG stroke of her hair with his free hand that isn’t still clutching this key because I said he wouldn’t let go of it and I meant that before holding her face for a beat of his own before letting go so that his hand is free to hold when she’s doing that, SQUEEZING hers back and opening his other palm to show her the key as a way of promising that he will be back, if not literally tonight then as soon as he can]

Ali: [using this handhold to pull yourself up and into a hug that is even tighter of a SQUEEZE because big emotions about him having to go and deal with this even if that is by not dealing for right now and then you see the key and you really could cry if you don’t let/make him hold you together here ‘I’ll be thinking of you’ because is so true in every way and nothing else works]

Johnny: [hugging her back as hard because it’s as needed, the key accidentally digging into her/getting pressed against her body as well as his palm because of said hug being so dramatic and obviously 2 handed but when he realises that making a more deliberate point to really press it into her skin too because hard same despite how much else he has to think about]

Ali: [she’s the distraction you’ve always needed and we know that, life ain’t getting any easier so you gotta stick together, kids; when leaning up to kiss his cheek only pushes this key into you harder but you simply must because it does and because you have to copy his move, to prolong the goodbye as much as you can without taking the piss]

Johnny: [mhmm, we all see him kissing her on the mouth immediately after because she is the distraction he has always needed and he’s likewise gotta prolong this goodbye for as long as he can, literally picking her up off the bed as he gets up from it as if he’s gonna carry her with him all day long truly because we wish we could, the way that key would be DIGGING into her when he does that as well, very important and necessary]

Ali: [making the noise that is somewhere between pleasure and pain into this kiss which feels very appropriate given the situation ‘I’ll take the day off, yeah’ saying it like it’s full bants and you wouldn’t if y’all could]

Johnny: [‘sure, there’s none from being a mammy’ like ma’am your children but we all know he just wanted to call her one because they’re both into it, always have been always will be, clue in how he said it and the way he’s still holding her so this key does the most]

Ali: [‘you don’t know that’s what school is for?’ grinning like that’s where all my children will be, apart from the ones old enough to be out and looking after themselves which is really just Django if any at this point lowkey so, shamelessly into it though so we’ve got to nuzzle our warm cheeks into his neck and ‘hide’ about it]

Johnny: [‘I know none of yours are after bothering themselves with school’ playfully because she never went even though some of y’all are too young to be skiving like that, again it’s only for the mems really ‘only went when I took you’ didn’t need to add that when y’all were already thinking and remembering but did because we feel how warm those cheeks are]

Ali: [making a noise like well how rude but you’re doing a little lol too because not at all the type to get offended and we know skiving is absolutely happening, it’s a rite of passage, here making a noise that is so much more !! not to mention quiet as you are here getting even hotter thinking about those mems ‘you know how helpful I can be’ like you’re convincing him to really take you with him like how about you remember all those times, boy]

Johnny: [‘maybe I’ll let you’ because this boy loves a maybe that’s loaded with meaning or !! and rn this one is because y’all are working yourselves up despite the fact (and because of, we know) he has to leave, said so indecently as if he’s suggesting she helps him with something as indecent, no notes]

Ali: [‘maybe you should’ said like you absolutely should, coming out from the crook of his neck to LOOK at him and lower yourself down, kissing whatever skin is still exposed to you, not getting low enough to be indecent, stopping when you’re chest high, the … is REAL]

Johnny: [absolutely shouldn’t be allowing this because you should be getting ready to leave clearly but he absolutely is, holding her chin as he LOOKS back at her for a beat and then tilting it so she’s LOOKING down at him and however obvious it is how turned on he is with however many clothes he’s wearing atm because who can say how far you’d got with that before our skip and the convo started]

Ali: [doing a GULP and not purely for the benefit of how it’ll feel for him holding your chin like that but because you GOTTA ‘you can’t be going anywhere like that’ shaking your head dramatically like this is so serious and you really care about decency, suddenly ‘think how much work you’ll get done when you’re not distracted’ like this is going to stop him being, we all know that’s just not true but of course we’re going to go at this like we are doing everything in our power to make it so]

Johnny: [he defs couldn’t help but clench his fingers a lil bit whilst holding her chin when she gulped like that and as per we love to see it, a tiny loss of control but a loss of one nevertheless, doing his own sound like a tut in agreement like absolutely not I’d be a disgrace which we all know is really just holding in a noise you wanna do in anticipation of everything you know she’s about to, finally doing a nod as if she was waiting on him to give permission that wasn’t already blatant but again, this is just an excuse to give her another LINGERING look up and down before she does start]

Ali: [making an absolute show out of kneeling down in front of him, no need to be so slow but that LINGERING look which means there is every need, nuzzling your face into him here like you did on his neck except this is way more indecent, of course, just being absolutely adorably unhinged with your appreciation here]

Johnny: [likewise making an absolute show out of watching her when all he is doing is staring intensely at her getting into position and it really shouldn’t be as extra as it is lol, when you can’t help but cradle her head when she nuzzles into you because it adorably unhinged but then you’ve gotta let it go with a very daddy style kiss on the top of her head because you aren’t about controlling what she does in indecent moments like this, you just like to let her do her own thing]

Ali: [moaning the secret lingo word for daddy directly onto the most sensitive area, grazing your teeth really lightly as you open your mouth, making sure you look up and give him EYE CONTACT as you kiss it better so carefully even though that definitely did not hurt]

Johnny: [that EYE CONTACT doing the screaming he is not for ALL of her antics because so easily could but we’re not trying to wake the house up now that this man is vaguely conscious of the o clock and the real world because of the mentions of work (despite all desire to go and all other actual thoughts of it leaving his head long before any of this began) but the indecency with which he tells her what a good mammy she is as if she’s proving it after his earlier mockery with how well she’s looking after him rn tells everyone everything they need to know, it’s giving good girl x 10000]

Ali: [forever moaning into the sex act you’re giving your all to, though it’s clearly giving gagging with the way you would’ve slammed him to the back of your throat at this encouragement, still LOOKING at him so the !! is felt with every sense]

Johnny: [her massive eyes getting to him as much as anything else, we know, having to force his to stay open to keep LOOKING at her even though he’d wanna squeeze them shut immediately at how that felt, moaning her name and swear words with as much !!]

Ali: [getting up on your tip-toes so you can find even more space for him somehow, not satisfied until your nose is pressed into his stomach hard, using all the spit this is obviously creating to play with his balls too, massaging them and seeing if you can fit them in your mouth at the same time, your moans just vibration at this point]

Johnny: [putting his arms around her as if to support her so she doesn’t fall over whilst doing the absolute most, which he is, but he also just needed to give her a SQUEEZE because dying about all this obvs, leaving yet more bruises I’m sure and yet again digging this key into her not even deliberately, but accidentally drawing blood that she’ll definitely feel wherever it’s getting her]

Ali: [putting your arms under and around him in return, like it’s more safety but you are shamelessly fucking him in and out of your mouth harder with it, his name being audible on an out when you’re bleeding again, panting it against his skin]

Johnny: [just constant unhinged noises about those antics even before he hears his name like that and literally feels it against his skin, once again gripping hers so hard that he feels the blood he’s caused and now that he’s aware of it, using the edge of this key like a fingertip to write his name across her back in the blood, literally dipping it into the wound like a quill so he doesn’t run out mid way cos writing it so big]

Ali: [the way we’ve only stopped the unholy eye contact because our eyes are literally rolling into our head at him writing his name on us that big, forever obsessed with it and showing him how his we are by getting back on our knees and putting our hands together like we are literally praying, of course not stopping a single second, going harder still]

Johnny: [equally losing it so 1000% digging this key in at different points when he’s meant to just be lightly using it to write, not fully going in carving the full letters into her back but I imagine like the curve of the J or the o there’s enough pressure to be marks there then, you know the vibes, only not dropping this key entirely because of how tightly he’s holding it counteracting the slippiness of her blood and his sweat]

Ali: [oh you two, never change, at least this is going to lead to you killing him/lowkey yourself because there’s no way you’re not now rubbing yourself against the ball of your heel to touch yourself without having to sacrifice any of the attention you’re giving him]

Johnny: [meant to be getting yourself into a fit state to go to work and are doing the absolute opposite with the mess you’re causing as per sir, you’ll be getting her blood on your white top definitely, which you’d love as an all day long reminder but your dad and whoever you’re working for on this day will not, soz not soz everyone, at least you can pretend you had a fight or something, that’s basically encouraged, because god bless, don’t know or care in this moment]

Ali: [it’s okay, you’re not about to head to an office, we can make it work, there was just no way we were letting you leave for what it going to be an awkwardly shit day whatever happens without cheering you the best way we know how currently]

Johnny: [no regrets here, absolutely none at all, hence having another hug here in the aftermath even though he’s so dead about it that he can hardly put the !! he needs into it]

Ali: [using this hug to push him into the door but not ferally, softly, as you want to drop him back into your bed and tuck him in but you can’t, so settling for this and acting as if this door is as soft as your pillows and mattress, fixing his hair properly for once]

Johnny: [tie his hair up for him girl what could be more loving or intimate of a gesture, meanwhile catch him trying to fix his clothes and get re-dressed and everything fully without letting her go, as if he can do it all with her still holding onto him as if she’s so small she’s a lil bub]

Ali: [absolutely, also not at all attempting to move and fully embracing being that bub attached to his hip because it can all only last so long ‘you’ll talk to me? Let me know, I mean’ let you know what exactly is not being said because you just want him to talk to you about everything, obviously]

Johnny: [‘Talk of?’ purely because he wants to make her spell it out because they are both as extra as each other and he wants to hear that she’s as deep in this as he is always ‘What am I to let you know about?’]

Ali: [‘everything’ with a shrug that is so inappropriate for how entirely uncasual and borderline indecently that was said, the urgency and want of it being betrayed in the tone and how quickly the answer came to you and out your mouth]

Johnny: [such a genuine smile because that’s the right answer and we’re so happy about it ‘you’re a good girl’ not even meant in a daddy way just an irish one lol meaning that she is seriously one of the good ones as sincerely as that smile is]

Ali: [smiling back at him hugely, nuzzling into him one more time, really taking your time to memorize how his skin feels against yours, what he smells like and finally giving him a kiss so you can remember how he tastes too, trying your hardest to make it a goodbye one, it’s still clearly much more but closer to what would be expected with the phrase, putting your hand on the door handle and pulling it down but not pulling the door towards you quite yet]

Johnny: [‘that time, is it?’ like oh excuse you as if she’s literally pushing him out of the door lol but he’s amused, if a lil sad also that it basically really is time for him to stop these shenanigans, giving 🥺 almost with his massive heart eyes because don’t wanna, pulling her closer to him with the hand that he’s gripping this key tighter than ever in so that she’s holding it too]

Ali: [nodding so sadly, the pout for the comedic effect you want this moment to have but we all know it’s honestly lacking, so hugging him as tightly as he’s gripping this key, pressing it into his hand again, however entirely unnecessary]

Johnny: [nuzzle into the lovebite you gave her where her heart is, no notes cos you’re gonna have to actually make a move then or you never will hun and being late for work is something you’d never do however !!]

Ali: [let the boy go, we all know how under duress it is for the both of you, you can only long it out for so long before you have to bite the bullet and just do it, follow him to the front door like that kind of wife, even though it’d be easier to dramatically wallow in bed about it, have to wave him off]

Johnny: [it’s the dramatic look back at her for me because he doesn’t have the self control to leave without looking back, thank god I’ll be kind and let you use that key to let yourself back in very soon because y’all would not survive if I was being evil]

Ali: [my boo says you are welcome slags, shall I post this bit because she’ll definitely message him but if he’s not gonna reply I could do it now?]

Johnny: [let’s post this bit and then we can carry on however we see fit because it’s page 29 and a good stopping point, whereas if y’all waffle on or don’t, who knows, cos no telling if he’d reply after work or not really, you are gonna have to go home and tell Sophie Turner the tea about her mother in law so that might put you in a bad mood seeing as she doesn’t care enough/how you do]

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ibuki-loves-you · 3 years

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Trigger Happy Havoc Girls with an S/O who is like Mikan

Warnings: Mikan's personality/actions

Mod Ibuki: Hey hey hey!! Sorry for the long wait on this :/ I hope it was worth it, though!

Kyoko:

Kyoko was immediately worried for your safety

She had a lot of questions

Why were you so shy? Had you been through something?

She kept those questions to herself though

If someone ever made fun of you, she’d glare

Literally just walk up to you, wrap on arm around your waist and the other on your arm

And glare

If you ever took a fall in front of her she’d carefully lean down and help you up, suggestive or not

Although she might blush a bit if it was a suggestive position

“There, you’re alright. It was just a small trip, thankfully.”

If you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, she would be appalled

“Love, I don’t want you to take your clothes off because I’m not in a particularly good mood. Bad moods are normal, that doesn’t mean you take your clothes off every time it happens. Don’t offer that to me unless you personally want to do it.”

Kyoko is not someone you can look at and feel as if she’s mad at you, because she makes it clear if she is

But if you did think she was, she’d be pretty upset

“No, love. I’m not mad. You did absolutely nothing wrong. Nothing at all. I honestly don’t think I can be mad at you. You just seem to make everything better.”

Kyoko’s heart skips a beat whenever you’re around <3

Hina:

Hina LOVED YOU

The minute you two met she did not let you out of her sight for long periods of time

She was just worried someone would hurt you or take advantage of you

If someone ever made fun of you, she’d be so mad

No one wants to deal with mad swimmy baby

“That is so rude, you know!? That was completely uncalled for! There was absolutely no reason to say that! Now apologize!”

If you ever took a fall in front of her, she would honestly fall too just to make you feel less embarrassed

She’d cover you if need be, though

Either with clothing or with herself when she “falls”

If you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, she’d be in shock

Mainly because you offered it to her because you thought she was upset

“What!? Please, S/O, no! Don’t say that! Taking your clothes off won’t make me feel better, cuddles will! Get over here! Because of that statement, I demand you let me cuddle you!”

If you ever thought Hina was mad, which is rare, she’d he so upset

“Baby! No! Not at all! I could never be mad at you! I swear! Your face is just too adorable to be mad at!”

Swimmer baby just wants your happiness above all

Celestia:

Celeste would never admit it if anyone asked

But she loved you the minute she laid eyes on you

Your personality only made her want to be with you more

Not many people dared to bother you, but if an unlucky soul did try to do such a thing…

Celeste would give them a run for their money

“Are you fucking kidding me!? How dare you!? Why don’t you crawl back into whatever ditch you crawled out of and leave my significant other alone! Do I make myself clear!?” She’d turn to you and give you a soft smile. “Come on, dear. Let’s go get some tea to cheer you up, yes?”

If you fell in front of her, she wouldn’t be able to catch you without falling herself, but she’d immediately take your hands and help you up

“Come now, darling. Don’t cry, it was an accident. Everything is alright.”

If you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, it would take a second to click

But once it did her reaction was similar to Kyoko’s

“Darling, I don’t wish for you to take off your clothes merely because Yamada put me in a foul mood. I would much rather you keep said clothes on and have a cup of tea with me, maybe some conversation as well. Please don’t offer yourself to me out of pity.”

If you ever thought she was made at you, she honestly thought she was gonna cry

“W-What? Dear, no. Not one bit. Not one ounce of me is angered by you. I love you far too much to be mad at you. Now, come here and let me hug you.”

Celeste truly does care about you, more than she has cared for anyone before <3

Sakura:

Protective

That’s it

Sakura wants your safety above all, because she knows how shy people can be taken advantage of easily

If anyone dared to make fun of you, oh boy

Sakura is fucking terrifying

“I suggest you run before I snap you in half.”

That’s all it takes to send them on their way

If you fell in front of her, she would definitely be able to catch you

And she would!

But if you did manage to miss her arms, she’d pick you right back up and hold you

“See? I got you. Everything is okay.”

If you offered to take your clothes off for her, she’d be calmer, but nonetheless upset

“Hey, don’t do that. I don’t want you because of your body. I want you because of your personality. That’s what I fell in love with. Don’t offer yourself to me, or anyone else. Ever. It’s your body, you can most certainly choose what to do with it.”

If you thought she was angry with you, she’d be so quick to tell you otherwise

“No, not at all. I am not mad in the slightest. Even if I was, I’d never take my anger out on you. That’s wrong, and I love you too much to even think about doing that.”

With Sakura as your girlfriend, you will always be protected. And that’s a promise

Mukuro:

Mukuro is shy, but definitely not as shy as you

Like Sakura, she wanted your safety above all

Let it be from others or her cruel sister

If someone ever made fun of you, she’d be pretty angry

Hell, she may put those skills of hers to good use

“Hey. Don’t let me hear you say something like that again. Ever. That’s just plain disgusting.”

If you ever took a fall in front of her, her reflexes are extremely fast, so she’d try her absolute best to catch you

More often she does, but on the off chance she’s unsuccessful, she’d apologize with a bright blush

“I-I’m sorry, love. I tried to catch you, uh, I’m sorry. Here, grab my hands.”

If you offered to take your clothes off for her, she’d immediately say no

“S-S/O! No! No, I-I don’t want you to do that! I-I’m not in a bad mood, and even if I was I wouldn’t want you to take your clothes off just to try to improve my mood! Please don’t offer that to me, that’s practically violating you! And I don’t want to do that!”

If you ever thought she was mad at you, poor girl might cry

“L-Love, I’m not mad at all. I-I promise. Even if I was mad, I don’t think it could be caused by you in all honesty. I love you, okay?”

Soldier baby’s heart go brrr

Sayaka:

Shy or not, Sayaka’s a cute blushy mess around you

She still teases you in a friendly manner, but always makes sure you know she’s only playing

If anyone over bothered you, she’d be incredibly salty

Like, pettiness and all

“Oh, so that’s how you’re gonna be? Well, I’ll have you know that my significant other is NOT gonna do that. You’re a rude person and I hope karma hits you hard.”

If you took a fall in front of her, she’d screech so sound and try to catch you, but would most likely fail

When she saw that you were embarrassed, like Hina she would trip to make you feel better

“See, S/O? It’s fine! Now we both tripped, hehe! Isn’t that funny!”

If you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, she’d hug you immediately and try to make you happy

“Nope! I don’t want that, okay? I want to kiss your cute face! Not rub up on you because you want to make me happy! Now c’mere, so I can kiss your cute face!”

If you ever thought she was mad at you, though, she’d be really sad

“What? No, I’m not mad at all! Let alone at you! I promise, S/O. Even if I was mad, I’d have a peaceful conversation. Not a screaming match about it! Now, give me a hug!”

Sayaka will hug you as much as you please, as long as it makes you happy <3

Toko:

Toko thought you were annoying at first

But then she realized how similar you two were

Not long after, she fell in love with you

Just like in those cheesy novels she writes

If someone ever bothered you, she’d get pretty mad

Lowkey considers letting Syo out

“H-Hey, asshole! T-That’s a r-real d-dick t-thing to say! S-So w-why d-don’t you just g-go back to w-whatever ditch y-you crawled o-out of a-and d-die!”

If Syo was around when someone bothered you, well I think we know how that'll go

They aren't around anymore, especially if they were a pretty boy

If you ever fell in front of her, she’d lowkey get second-hand embarrassment, but would help you up anyways

“Hey, l-look, you’re fine. N-Not a scrape or anything. Y-You’re okay.”

Syo would leap into action immediately and pull you to your feet

"See!? It's like you never even fell! You're okay! No tears, I hate seeing you cry!"

If you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, she’d freak the fuck out

“W-What!? N-No! D-Don’t do t-that! K-Keep your clothes o-on! I-I’m n-not mad! E-Even if I w-was, I w-wouldn’t w-want you to s-strip! Y-You’re t-too p-pretty for t-that!”

If Syo was around, she would as well

"What!? Oh no no no, this just won't do! You're body is far to marvelous to be shown so willingly, y'know that? Don't let others see it so easy! Even if it is just me! Doesn't matter!"

If you thought she was mad at you, she’d scoff at first, but then realize you were being serious

“What? I’m not m-mad at you. W-Why would I b-be mad at y-you? I-I have no reason to b-be. D-Don’t say that, I-I’d tell you if I-I was mad at you...S-Speaking as if I-I c-could g-get mad at y-you.”

Syo would latch onto you and hug you, giving you a little spin

"No, dollface! I'm not angry at all! See? I'm happy! So happy! Especially because my baby-cakes is here! Now, c'mon! Gimme a smooch!"

Even though she’d deny it at first, Toko really does love you

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avengersassemble123 · 3 years

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THE ONE WITH THE WEDDING - part 3

Fandom: Marvel, avengers

Note:hey guys!! This is going to be a series and a new chapter will come out on Fridays every week. This series is based on Friends (Monica and Chandler’s relationship)

Y/B/N - Your brother’s name

Y/F/N - your father’s name

Y/N - your name

Warnings: hate for step family, toxic stepmom, bad words, talk about lovemaking (no smut), swearing, verbal fighting, mention of slapping, mention of divorce, but otherwise fluff.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: You were invited to your stepsister's wedding at the last minute and your stepmother wants you to bring a date. Bucky Barnes decides to become your so-called date and shenanigans ensue. But will he remain your ‘so-called’ fake date or will he be someone more?

It was 6 in the morning.

Bucky was lying on the bed, his bare upper half resting on the headrest while the sheets covered his lower naked body, his slightly ruined messy hair resting by the sides of his face. He unintentionally stared at the TV in front of the bed, but his mind still replaying the moments that happened just a few hours ago. He smiled a bit, reminiscing the last night's memories he had. It was a wild night indeed. It had been a long time since he had any physical contact like that. In the 40s, he would have slept with at least two women in a week. But since the shit went down, the thought about love let alone sex, never crossed his mind. He enjoyed the touches he received as well as gave during the previous night. He was lost in his blissful thoughts when-

SLAM!

The door opened, revealing Y/B/N. He was in robes, but fresh as a morning person. “Hey Barnes, we are gonna go down for some breakfast, wanna join us?” he said, not noticing Bucky’s hand on the sheet-covered lump beside Bucky.

“Yeah sure man,” he said with a straight face.

“Well I can't find my sister in the bedroom so if she meets you somewhere, just tell her to join us.”

“Sure no problem.”

Y/B/N left the room. As soon as the door shut close, I jumped up, the sheets still covering my body, “Did he know I was here?”

We both stared at the door for a few minutes, alert on who was going to come into the room unannounced.

After a few minutes, we both rested our backs towards the headboard, still alert but a bit more relaxed than before.

A few seconds passed before Bucky broke the silence,

“We-Well I've never done that before with you.”

“Hehe...nope.”

“So uh how are ya? I-i-uh..are you ok?”

“Yep. You?”

“OH Yes Yes uh-huh..you?”

You looked at him amusingly.

“We did you.” he replied, realising his question.

“Well I better get going” I said.

“Oh yes yes absolutely.” he replied.

As I tried to get up, I turned towards him and said, “Could you not look?”

“I don't wanna look.” he replied, turning his head away from your view, blush creeping up his face, which didn't go unnoticed by me.

I chuckled and got up from the bed, dressed myself up with the now wrinkled party dress of mine while Bucky too dressed up in his track pants.

“So...” I started.

Bucky turned towards me, still in his track pant and his bare chest since he was trying to find a shirt from his suitcase.

“Wel it was a really nice night. Trust me I will never regret this.” I said, which made both of us chuckle. “Well I'm glad to know that,” he replied smiling gently at me. We both looked at each other for a few seconds. “Well I am going to my room, see you in the breakfast hall.” I said, breaking eye contact with him and turning towards a door. He agreed and I headed towards my room, still not over the late night instants.

It was almost 7 in the evening. The bride and the groom are supposed to leave for the honeymoon today after dinner.

We were called from our rooms since the buffet was all set up. I was headed towards the elevator when I came across Bucky. We both greeted each other and waited for the elevator to come up.

“So..” Bucky started, “What we did last night was..-”

“Stupid.” I said.

“Yeah,” he chuckled, “Totally crazy and stupid.”

“Yeah what were we thinking?” I chuckled.

Just then the elevator doors opened and both of us stepped in. The elevator started down and a few beats of silence passed when Bucky said, “I'm coming over tonight though.” he said his eyes cast on me seriously. “Oh Yeah definitely.” I replied quickly and seriously too. As soon as we reached the dinner hall, we both were separated, talking to other people.

After half an hour I felt my stomach growl and decided to head for the buffet. When I was feeding myself from the buffet, Bucky came there with his plate too.

“Hey,” he said, catching my attention.

“Hey.” I acknowledged.

He continued, “oh wow I hope you don't take this the wrong way but.. I know we had plans to meet up tonight, and uhh I'm just kinda..worried about what it might do to our friendship.”

“Oh I know..how could we have let this happen?” I sighed.

“Seven times!” he sighed exasperatedly.

“Look we were away.” I said turning towards him.

“In a romantic place with a romantic occasion,” he agreed to continue me.

“I blame my stepmom.” I said.

“Bad stepmom” he agreed, pointing the spoon at me.

“So look uh, while we're still in a romantic place on a romantic occasion, we can keep doing it right?” I asked him.

“Well I don't see that we have a choice.” he said, while taking his food, but continued, “But when we are back home, we don't do it.”

“Only here.” I said, now me pointing the finger at him agreeing.

Bucky looked around him and then turned his head towards me and said, “You know I saw a wine cellar downstairs.”

“Ill meet you there.” I replied quickly which made him throw the plate in the vegetarian section and agreed a quick ‘okay’ to me before heading towards the wine cellar.

We both headed towards the wine cellar, avoiding my family the best we could. When we reached the floor, Bucky said, “Listen, in the middle of something I scream the word ‘yippee’ just ignore me.” which made me chuckle. When we opened the wine cellar room, instead of an empty room, we came across all the bridesmaids, drunk and shit-faced, with one or two wine bottles in hand.

We closed the door and groaned in disappointment. Just then I said, “Let's look for another room, shall we?”

“Yep absolutely.”

We both went up the floors, searching for a room when we came across a certain empty room.

The honeymoon suite.

We both looked at each other and rushed inside.

“You think this is okay?” Bucky asked.

“Well, my step sister and her husband are not gonna use it now.” I said, closing the doors.

“The room’s beautiful.” Bucky admired the room. “You know I don't feel right about this.”

“Oh bucky bucky bucky,” you stepped towards him, “This is the honeymoon suite. The room expects sex.” bucky chuckled at this.

“The room would be disappointed if it didn't get sex. All the other honeymoon suites will think it is some kind of loser.”

“OKAY.” Bucky agreed and we both rushed to pull the sheets of the bed, when my step sister burst into the room, eyes searching all over the place calling to ‘Josh’, her new husband.

“Nope, not under here.” Bucky quickly said to cover us.

“What happened?” I asked, walking towards her. My sister burst into tears and sat on the dissembled bed.

“I've been trying to find Josh for an hour, my mom’s searching for him too. We didn't want the guests to find out so only our family is searching for him. He's nowhere to be seen. I've looked everywhere.”

“Well, you've not searched everywhere. Try searching for him for...30minutes?” Bucky said.

“How about 45?” I said.

Bucky looked at me in surprise, “wow you can find him twice in 45mins.”

I nodded to my sister.

“I don't know...” she said, frustrated. A few seconds of silence pass when she scoffs, “Gosh this is exactly what I felt like when I tried to find my pet cat, who escaped from the bathroom.”

We three looked at each other, realization dawning upon us. We rushed towards the bathroom to find exactly what was feared, an open window.

Just then my stepmom came in and looked at her daughter who was crying and rushed towards her. She tried to calm her but failed. Till then my grandma, dad and brother came up too, looking at the scene being unfolded. My stepmom then looked up and saw the people gathered in the room. Her eyes travelled to every single one, but when it came up on me, she rushed towards me and raised her hand to strike me. Just as she was about to, Bucky and my dad blocked her, my dad holding her back, while Bucky stood in front of me protectively. My brother stood beside Bucky, also ready to block my stepmom, while my grandmother hugged.

“YOU BITCH!! IT WAS YOUR DOING WASN'T IT?” my stepmom screeched pointing her finger towards me, while my dad shouted her name to stop. “I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE INVITED YOU OR ELSE THIS MESS WOULDNT HAVE HAPPENED. YOU USED YOUR WHATEVER SPY TECHNIQUES ON JOSH AND CONVINCED HIM TO LEAVE MY DAUGHTER DIDN'T YOU? YOU BLOODY WHORE.”

“HEY WATCH WHAT YOU'RE SAYING? THAT’S MY SISTER YOU'RE TALKING TO!” my brother shouted. “OH, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT WHO SHE IS. I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT IT WAS THIS BLOODY WHORE WHO WANTED TO RUIN MY DAUGHTERS WEDDING JUST BECAUSE THIS BITCH WASN'T CAPABLE AND DESERVEDLY OF IT.” Just then Bucky started in a stern menacing voice, “Maam I don't know what problem you have with Y/N and I know I have no place in your matters but I don't think you appreciate how amazing she is then you realize. She didn't want to come to the wedding at all, but she still came so that the family could be united. You've been giving her shit for a long time that she doesn't deserve and constantly mocking and disregarding her, which I cannot accept with any woman yet alone Y/N. Y/N not only has a real family but also a second family, which you know who exactly they are, so don't let me call in the ladies of this family cause they are way terrifying than the men, and I would feel sorry even for you if they got their hands on you, so you need to back off now, you hear me Maam? And besides Y/N isn't the one who you should call a whore.”

I was surprised and felt a warm feeling in my chest when Bucky defended me like this, but the last sentence got my curiosity.

“Bucky, what do you mean?” I asked.

“Well I tried to tell someone but I was afraid how anyone was gonna react to it, so I just decided to shut my mouth but I think everyone needs to know”

My stepmom stuttered “I don't understand what nonsense is this. Did you bring him here too to fuck with us, huh? Is this part of your plan-”

All of a sudden, a chord was struck inside me.

“Hey shut your mouth will you?” I yelled, “Don't you dare speak ill of him. You've been nothing but rude and talked shit about me till now. You downgraded me, insulted me, and accused me continuously in front of everyone. I have been nothing but calm and obedient towards you since I was a kid, but you don't deserve this kind of treatment. I could have survived if you insulted me, but if you go towards my family, then you would wish that I was not the one who you messed with. Bucky is a part of my family and nobody and I mean nobody gets to insult them, you hear me? FLASH NEWS: you were never my family. So why don't you shut the hell up and let him continue, you bitch.”

Everyone looked at me in shock, most of them in amusement, especially Bucky, while my brother lowly whistled in amusement.

“Continue Bucky.” I asked him, as if I didn't just yell at my stepmom.

“Well you see, in the afternoon, I decided to call one of my friends so I went to the back of the hall when I saw the dear bride, making out with one of the groomsmen. At first, I thought it was a mistake, but then I saw how they both were enjoying it because the bride herself was gonna get married in a few hours but was making out with a man who is not the groom. So I assume Josh got to know about this and this particular course of events occurred.”

“No, You’re lying. My daughter would never do this. She is better and decent than most of you here. Y/n got you into this didn't she?”

I groaned audibly, while Bucky clenched his jaw. At that moment my brother retorted, “Why the hell are you moving this against her? What the hell did she ever do to you? I bet your ass it’s none other than our dear bride sister who ruined this herself. And besides, by the way, you’re constantly accusing Y/N, it seems to me that you’re jealous of her. Jealous of how successful she has become. Jealous of what she is today. Jealous because she is more happier and successful than your daughter herself.”

I could hear the smugness in my brother’s tone.

My stepmom stepped back in shock. She turned towards my dad, “Oh my god, can you please explain to your twins not to talk such things about my daughter. Are you going to let them talk to me like this?”

My dad was silent for a few seconds, before stepping back and saying, “no.”

“What?” She asked.

“Yep. you heard it right. No.”

“Y/F/N what are you doing? Are you going to let them ruin your darling daughter’s wedding and life like this?”

“I have only two darling children and those are my twins, Y/B/N and Y/N. All you have done is insult them and demotivate them till now. I gave you everything, be it money or a house, but all I wanted was for you to accept my family. I thought you would finally accept it, but I guess I was wrong. I made a mistake of not doing this before but now I ain’t gonna repeat it. It’s over. We’re over. We’re done. If you can’t accept my family then you can’t be a part of it.”

We all looked at him in surprise. My grandma started laughing and congratulated him in joy, “oh finally you did it. Oh how much I wanted to see this moment!!”

Bucky pursed his lips and shook his head amusingly while I and my brother held back our laughter.

That night we all left my ex-sister and ex-stepmom in the wedding hall itself and decided to return to our homes. I bid my dad, grandma and brother farewell while I left with Bucky for the tower.

We both sat in our car, Bucky driving.

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swanimagines · 2 years

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first up, CONGRATS YOU AMAZING HOOMAN! 2k is a lot and you deserve it! I know we've only been mutuals for a short while but I hope we can be friends <3 I'll wait with cookies!

I just read the self-ship guidelines three times because I didn't wanna get anything wrong but feel free to ignore this if I did miss out on something important! 😭🤚

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Name: Astoria, but all of my friends call me ash or tori <3

Appearance: I'm reasonably tall (I'm the second tallest in my class and it's the only thing I'm proud of hehe). I have waist-length black hair, light brown skin, and hazel eyes! I adore makeup and use it wherever I go, especially my eyeliner. I do double strokes, I love it. I'm not that well into fashion though, but my wardrobe is filled with dresses by my friend who has AMAZING taste. Elegant is my go-to style but I wear casual t-shirts while I'm in chilling at home!

Pronouns: she/her

Personality: ENFJ | The Pottermore quiz sorted me to Slytherin - I like being friendly to anyone I meet, but people have often described me as intimidating. I do try to be tough but pls I just want hugs I'm nice. I like being in charge of events too! I'm that one person who tries to do EVERYTHING, and obviously can't and gets very exhausted and if someone asks me to take a break, I will NOT. I often try to organize community events for climate change, which I couldn't do for the past year cause yk covid. I can't concentrate on my academic works though.

Hobbies: definitely writing, reading and researching. If I get obsessed with a book, I'll research everything about it. (Especially if it's based on real events) I love watching true crime documentaries (I cried while watching The Keepers) and yup, I make charts and try to solve cold cases on my own 😭(which I obviously never could because I get too invested in the people instead of the case)

Dislikes: anyone who judges people based on anything about them. It pisses me off to no end. I'm not a big fan of spiders and almost passed out when I saw a big one years ago. I hate mean people too, the ones who just wanna be rude "for the aesthetic" which is just - dumb.

Random facts:

If someone catches me off by surprise and compliments me on absolutely anything, I. will. cry. [maybe not in front of them, but I WILL]

I've never been hugged before😭🤚

I have a lot of friends, but I also feel stressed to make sure I talk to every one of them every day.

I have more guy friends irl than girlfriends, because my school has a staggeringly low amount of girls.

I know three languages, but I'm always interested in learning more (I started on Korean, Spanish, French, and Latin and now I don't remember anything from any of them)

I still have a Da Vinci research chart over my bed from when I was obsessed with the Da Vinci Code book.

Random acts of kindness make me cry 🌹

Who I'd like to be shipped with: I'm currently catching up on marvel movies and I LOVE peter so peter parker it is!

Type of ships: I love drabbles/oneshots/headcanons/anything! You can do whatever you feel inspired by, and make it as long or short as you please! If you can, please make it fluffy or angst to fluff 🥺

Thank you for reading/considering love <3

As a licensed hug machine, it's a huge violation in my affection programming that you've never been hugged before.

Ash met Peter when she moved to New York and started attending the same school. And when Peter first raised his gaze to look at her, he knew he was done for, he had a new crush and it was the new girl at her biology class.

MJ befriended Ash surprisingly quickly, and MJ also picked on Peter's longing gazes almost immediately. She smirked Peter's way, snapping him out of it as he had been caught and Ned laughed, nudging him with his elbow.

"Go talk to Ash, seriously dude," Ned said one day. "I can't watch you two pining over each other any longer."

"Me? Pining? Pining over Ash?" Peter snorted, restraining himself from glancing her way. "Oh, you've gotten it all wrong."

"Yeah, riiiight," MJ suddenly said, having appeared behind them and the boys flinched, seeing the girl leaning back, watching them with a smirk and rolling her eyes, pointing towards Ash with her french fry. "That's what Ash says too. Can't believe her for a second."

"W-wait, you've talked about me?" Peter asked with flushed cheeks and MJ rolled her eyes again.

"She's always talking about you, fangirling about you like you'd be the lead in a rock band or something." she sighed and glanced at her friend. "She might seem intimidating at first, but I promise she's nice. Just go talk to her already, I start to grow tired about how all our discussions are like Peter Peter Peter, oh Peter is so smart... she's nice company otherwise but I'm not the type of girl to fangirl with about boys."

Peter gulped as he looked at Ash's back turned to them at the diner, her hair in a long braid - she looked like a Disney princess with it, along with her beautiful dress. Peter felt like Ash was way out of his league. But as Ned and MJ stared at him, he slowly stood up and made his way to Ash. She looked up from her book when she heard someone approach, turning to look at Peter, before her eyes widened. Peter hoped that the shock in her eyes was positive shock.

"Uh... hi. Um, can I sit with you for a moment? My friend uh... has private business to take care of." Well that's not questionable at all, Peter thought and wanted to slap himself after saying that. "I- I mean that he got a phone call. A private phone call."

He felt so stupid, but fortunately Ash looked like she was just as lost with words, before she nodded and Peter eagerly sat opposite of her.

"What are you reading?" he asked, and Ash smiled.

"These are just silly old books about cold cases around the world, I have a weird hobby of wanting to solve stuff like that..." she muttered and let Peter take a look.

"Huh," Peter frowned. "I like solving crime cases as well. I mean, in a way."

"Really?" Ash's eyes lit up and Peter blinked, staring into them for a moment and almost getting lost, before blushing and looking away.

"Yeah, maybe... we could try solving something together sometime?" he suggested, almost regretting for being so straightforward but Ash's excited smile told him everything he needed to know and he smiled back, hoping that this could lead to something greater...

#jen's 2k ships #2k celebration

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angelicmichael · 3 years

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Pretty Please

Jim Mason x reader

Summary: Jim and Reader decide to throw a christmas party but get distracted while trying to do so. Christmas fic!!

Words: 2.5k+

Warnings: Hella sexual tension, no smut but almost smut?? Very sexually suggestive hehe, fluff with no plot basically, SO much fluff its gross

A/N: based off this prompt I found in a christmas prompt list 'Making out under the christmas tree because the lights reflecting in their eyes just looked too ethereal for them not to kiss them until they lost their breath' sorry I cant find the specific prompt list this came from. Jim and Reader are both 18+, and this is kinda canon rewrite?? Basically as if the ending in ttopv didnt happen and Jim actually lived.. and got a gf haha. ALSO loosely based on the song 'pretty please' by Dua Lipa. Enjoy 💖 read the tags for more thots

You felt as if the wind had been knocked out of you once you entered the apartment.

The minimalistic decorations that once adorned the small apartment you and Jim owned were now paired and even doubled with new, shiny, Christmas decor. The last thing you were expecting to come home too was christmas decorations, to be completely honest. You knew the decorations were new because prior moving in together- you two had nothing.. christmas decoration wise anyway.

Saying that Jims childhood and even high school years were rough was definetly a understatement; you were thankful you didnt have to see him in that state and that you met him after that time.

You only met his parents once; well his mom anyway and almost immeadietly you knew why it took him so long for him to introduce you to her.

She was a fucking nightmare.

She told you immeadietly about Jim's dark past, probably in a lazy attempt to scare you off. She told you about Jim's father, the drugs, and even the drug overdose that nearly killed him. That didn't scare you off - but what it did do was break the final fucking straw for Jim who happened to overhear everything she said.

He hadn't talked to his mom since.

Medina frequently came over, she was practically your best friend and stayed incredibly close with Jim. In fact, you were supposed to see her in roughly a hour... along with a handful of other Jim and yours close friends.

With Christmas being so soon you and Jim decided to have a spontaneous christmas party. The idea was to decorate together but.. apparently Jim had other plans.

There was a wreath on the front door for one, and multi colored lights and Garland that were kept nearly on every surface of the house. Smaller christmas related knickknacks were placed too on the dining and coffee tables. It looked beautiful. You couldnt believe Jim would do this all for you, you meant to help but work unfortunately ran short so you had to cover a coworkers shift.

The entire living room was kept pretty dark and dim, only candles and the soft lighting from the christmas tree lights allowed you to see at all- but it was still enough. It was romantic if anything.

Jim didnt say anything as he came out to the living room to greet you. He stayed silent, watching you and your reaction as you spun around - trying to admire the apartment from every angle possible.

As you continued to keep walking in the apartment and admiring Jim's work, you couldn't help but dumbly giggle.

"Jim; dont get me wrong, I love the apartment but why didnt you just wait for me"? You marveled.

He smiled shyly, a light blush coating his cheeks.

"I wanted to spend as much time with you that I could when you got back before people started to show up for the party". He admitted, sounding slightly bashful and shy as he spoke.

He approached you, and you couldnt help but to feel butterflies at the closer he got. You dont know why you were suddenly starting to feel nervous at doing a act so simple; like kissing your boyfriend. Perhaps it was because normally when you two kissed or showed affection it was done so quickly and without second thought; it wasnt 'special'. You weren't blaming Jim for that either, you knew that was typical in long term relationships. However - tonight he was actually taking the time to be with you. It was beyond romantic.

He looked delicious. His hair wasnt messy but it wasnt kept up enough to look like he brushed it recently, yet it still managed to look so soft. You were yearning to run your fingers through it.

Once you were within arms reach, he quickly enveloped you in a hug. Forcing you to inhale his scent while you quickly buried your nose in his jacket, trying to take him all in.

He smelt like a hint of weed, but mostly like the ocean. You suspected he must've went surfing a while ago.

Even though the apartment was decorated for christmas and it was currently Winter; the air was still warm, maybe even a little muggy. The sun had finally decided to set, just sinking below the far off treeline - making the sky in a state of in between. Not dark but not quite light out either.

In the part of California you and Jim lived in, it only dropped about 10 degrees in the winter. You wore a warm cardigan since you came just home from outside; along with a pair of jeans and cozy boots that seemed to be your go to outfit in the winter.

Jim on the other hand wore a tight fitted dark navy shirt under his typical Jean jacket which you gently clutched onto.

"I missed you. I hate when you have to work during the holidays". You heard him softly grumble, which made you giggle.

You slowly moved, you backed your head up just enough so that your faces were now right next to each other. You bumped noses - you considered kissing him for a split second but you chose not too. Instead ghosting your lips over his; and gently resting your forehead together.

"Why? It's not like today is a holiday or anything". You asked, a playful tone apparent in your voice.

Your breath hitched in your throat as you felt Jim's lips inch closer, you could nearly taste his breath. Minty mostly, and warm on your lips.

You suddenly were itching to kiss him, unconsciously moving forward to ease the growing tension between the two of you. You jumped a bit when you felt a hand start to rub your back, quickly relaxing when you realized it was just Jim being handsy. You heard Jim's voice, even though you were incredibly close to him, it was so soft you could still barely hear it. A quiet, sultry whisper.

"It doesnt matter if it's a holiday or not". Jim started, he backed up a bit.

Just enough to make eye contact with you, now gently cradeling your face in his hands.

"This is the first Christmas season I've had where I'm not in between my parents trying to break up a fight. I'm so thankful I get to spend it with you, I just wish I had met you sooner". Jim said, with a shy blush starting to dust his tan cheeks again.

By the time he finished talking you were beaming. Pure happiness and joy was coursing through your veins as you stepped forward and fully enveloped yourself in him, your hands grasped his shoulders to steady yourself while your lips feverishly and slowly met his.

Jim's hands quickly adjusted, moving from your face down to your waist. His fingers gripped your skin tightly; the slight pain made you moan. It didnt really hurt persay but you knew your skin would be purple and sore tommorow. However, in this moment you didnt really care about how your skin would look - you just wanted him.

Jim kissed you menacingly slow; his lips working against yours so slowly in a deliberate attempt to make you frustrated and it was working. Your fingers flexed into his shoulders as you let out a throaty moan. You broke the kiss and let out a hiss,

"Stop fucking teasing". You spoke, titling your head slightly and arching your neck out - trying to hint to Jim that you wanted him to start kissing down your neck.

However; that's not what he fucking did.

Instead of feeling Jim's soft warm lips on your neck, you felt his wet tongue lick a fast stripe down your neck - most likely tracing a vein. You yelped and jumped, only realizing after how stupid you probably looked for getting startled. Jim was laughing too, fucker.

"What the fuck, Jim"?! You asked, laughter mixing in with your voice.

Jim giggled before quickly leaning in and stealing another slow kiss from you before mumbling against your lips;

"As much as I would love to sit here and make out with you all day.. we have business to attend too".

He pulled back suddenly, his lips up turning in a smile as if he knew what exactly he was doing.

"Business"? You mused.

"Yes. We have company coming over in 30 minutes, love" Jim reminded you.

You rolled your eyes, completely unamused.

"Do they have to come"? You whined.

"Yes. They do. Now c'mon make yourself useful". Jim said.

He turned around, grabbing a box that sat idly in the living room which you didnt notice previously. Opening it, he pulled out a ornament. You dumbly smiled, knowing exactly what this meant. He approached you, ornament in hand with a corny smile on his face.

"I decorated everything but the tree. I wanted to save something for us to decorate together". Jim stated.

"Your such a sap". You said fully laughing.

You grabbed one of the ornaments out of the box and walking up to the tree. You felt dumb for not noticing how bare the tree was before. No ornaments, no lights, no tinsel.. nothing. Well, nothing execpt for the one shiny ornament that you had just hung on one of the branches right center in the tree.

The one ornament on the tree quickly doubled, and then tripled until the tree was fully adorned with ornaments. You and Jim (mostly Jim) hung a string of lights around the tree. Making the already ambience scene in your living room even more cozy and romantic.

"This was a good idea, babe". You said, quickly kissing him.

You quickly checked the time, there was still 20 minutes before anyone was supposed to show up.. An idea popped up in your mind.

A wonderful, awful idea.

You were already standing comfortably close to Jim; you turned casually around and place your hand square on his chest.

"Its too bad we finished decorating so early, hmm"? You purred.

You didnt dare take a step forward; you knew Jim would make the next move and sure enough he did. He took steps closer to you.

You cheeks were slightly rosy, with the slight embarrassment you felt from suddenly taking the reigns and being in control. Needless to say this wasnt something you were really used too.

"We still have the tinsel to put up, you know". Jim chuckled lightly.

You looked down for a split second and looked back up into his circealean blue eyes, batting your eyes at him.

"Or.. you know, theres something else I can think of we can do that's less boring". You said.

You let your hand slip and travel from his chest up to his shoulder, feeling the muscle that lie underneath your hands as you took your other free hand up to his other shoulder. Your heart skipped a beat when you heard Jim groan.

It's not like you two have never been intimate before; that was far from the issue. Even though you knew Jim for fucking ever and you two have had sex countless of times - he still managed to give you butterflies.

That's how you knew he was the one for you. Even after all this time he still seemed to make you nervous and blush.

"Is that what you think"? You heard Jim say. His voice lowered in a husky manner.

You felt his arms quickly grab you as he gently pushed you onto the ground. He pinned you on your back; his hands on your shoulders as he softly panted above you. His face hovered right above yours - and his legs on your thighs. Not that you were complaining but you certainly couldnt leave or escape even if you desired too.

You merely giggled beneath him at this realization, not really wanting to switch from this position at all.

It sounded incredibly corny but you honestly wouldnt be surprised if you had took a brief visit to heaven. You felt pure, unfiltered ecstasy as you looked into Jims eyes.

The aroma from the pine tree that was directly above you and Jim filled your senses; the smell along with the candles set the atmosphere perfectly. Ornaments hung directly above you two, the rainbow lights from the tree reflecting in Jim's light blue eyes.

Because of the nature of how light Jim's eyes were, typically seeing reflections of other objects or anything really in them was close to impossible... but, maybe it was the already dark lighting in the room or a bit of christmas magic that made seeing the lights in Jim's eyes possible.

It made the already beautiful man look nothing but ethereal. You were left speechless as you could do nothing but stare, and get lost in his eyes.

You couldnt help but feel how lucky you were to even be in this situation, how lucky you were to be loved by him.

You could do nothing execpt for smile cheesily and blush at your new realization. Instead of craning your neck awkwardly to reach his lips, you chose to be smart and innovative instead, by taking one of your hands and pushing his head into yours - gently of course.

His lips met yours and you nearly moaned from the anticipation. You kissed him slowly, relishing in the feeling of being on the floor with non other than Jim Mason. You knew for a fact you would never do this with anyone else, nor did you even want to spend the time thinking about doing so.

His lips were warm and soft - not chapped in the slightest. They danced perfectly with yours; making separating for air almost a painful and undesired act.

When you separated, Jim still didnt let up off of you. He remained on top, breathless. His lips were swollen and pink, and were his cheeks. His eyes still looked beautiful, but even more so now that his pupils were dilated.

You heard him let out a soft, shallow growl. Bending down swiftly, almost animalistically, to the side of your mouth to give you a quick kiss. His lips ghosted and drifted down over your jaw; until you felt them meet your neck in gentle soft kisses.

Your mouth fell open, your fingers gripping the soft tree skirt below you that was riddled with tree nettles.

"Jim, wait". You spoke, barely even able to get the words out of your mouth without moaning.

You saw his head immeadietly snap up, those gorgeous blue eyes meeting yours again.

"Arent we having company over in like.. 10 minuets"? You asked, laughing.

You noticed Jim let out a brief chuckle as well before replying.

"Ugh, your right but if only I could bring myself to get off of you, baby". He spoke, gently attacking your neck in slightly more aggressive kisses than what you were typically used too. Although, you certainly weren't complaining.

You felt Jim slightly push his hips into yours, you automatically opened your legs - wrapping them around his waist and lower half. He gently started to grind into you; and there was no point in even trying to bite down or mask your moans at this point. All you felt was pure, unfiltered love for the man who was on top of you.

"I love you, Jim".

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#i hope yall like this #im about to post to ao3 #also let me know if you wanna be on the taglist #but this fic is rlly unlike the rest of my fics and i hope u still like it hehe #its not rlly plot heavy and i feel like the grammer is kinda rough but.. i just wanted to post something happy and full of fluff haha #ALSO theres a very very slim reference to The Grinch in this.. try to find it haha #also i was very high when i wrote like 2/3rds of this?! so guess which paragraphs dhdhd #i will be back to add a read more line #jim mason x reader #jim x reader #fanfiction #my fics #my work #ttopv #jim mason

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roguerogerss · 4 years

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A Long Day of Saving Your Ass

(gif isn’t mine, creds to the owner!)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Plot: “Hi darlin! If you’re still taking requests could you do a Bucky x reader where she gets her ass saved from literal death by Bucky during a mission and she refuses to leave his side on the way back or at the tower? And he gives her a back/foot massage to make her nerves calm down aaand they may or may not share a kiss bc they like each other? I hope that makes sense, tysm! 💞” - requested by anon

W/C: 2.3k

Warnings: mentions of fights/blood/kinda ptsd but not really? she’s pretty much just really shaken up and Bucky’s cute and protective as hell about it. also kinda sexual themes towards the end, no smut or anything though it’s all fluff!

(A/N: first of all, thank you so much for all of the love on my last fic, it really really does mean the world and that was just totally insane. okay, so, this request only came in yesterday, but I was so in love with the concept and had this wave of ideas for what I could write, and so here it is! thank you so much for this one, bby! as always, requests are open for any marvel boy you want, plus any of the stranger things boys. i do smut too hehe. any feedback is so welcome and appreciated, it really helps! please like and reblog!)

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The quinjet was ready to take off, engine on, Steve behind the wheel. But Y/N wasn't there yet. They'd been holding off on leaving, giving her time to get out and the opportunity to do it without help, but Bucky had been antsy since he'd gotten on the vehicle and realised that she wasn't there.

It wasn't exactly a secret that he liked her, in a way that he hadn't really liked anyone in over seventy years. He'd never admitted it to anyone, not even to himself out loud, but you have to have a certain level of intelligence and basic sight to join the Avengers in the first place, and it wasn't hard to figure out.

Y/N was oblivious to it, rolling her eyes whenever Natasha teased her about 'Bucky's little crush', never taking it seriously. If she'd known that they were really serious about it, she wouldn't have hesitated to make a move. She was inherently forward, had no sense of shame whatsoever, it was common knowledge that she would've said something, at the very least.

"Hey, Y/N, where are you right now?" Bucky spoke into the intercoms, earning wide eyed glances from the rest of the team. They knew that she hated being rushed, hated being babied even more, and the fact that Bucky was doing both was probably about to blow up in all of their faces.

There were obvious sounds of struggle on her end as she answered back with a grunt, "South side, got ten guys on my case. Think I can handle it, though."

"We're ready to leave, Y/N." Bucky grunted, leaning forward in his seat and chewing at his lip. He was met back with a crash and a strangled groan from the assassin, making him shoot up and towards the exit of the ship.

"Bucky, where are you going? She'll kill you if you try to help her-" Tony was standing now, too, worried about his teammate, but figuring that she'd find some way out. Bucky shook his head and pressed the button to open the escape hatch.

"She's going to die if I don't help her, Stark. Keep the engine running, we'll be back in a second." And he was gone with that. Steve closed the hatch, radioing to Bucky to 'keep in touch' as he did so.

Bucky pulled his machine gun from the holster on his back, shooting two guards that were stationed at the front entrance of the Hydra base that they'd sneakily infiltrated, managing to only cause a few minor scenes. He was inside and backed against a wall, scoping out his route to the south side of the building, without wasting a second.

His feet pounded on the metal stairs as he made his way down to where they'd been earlier, where he knew that Y/N still was, and he looked around himself cautiously, gears in his arm turning.

He could hear the fight before he could see it, and he could tell from the noises that Y/N wasn't doing so well. A lot of crashing, thuds, groans mostly from her. The sight wasn't exactly easy to look at either, she was covered in blood, slumped against a wall and kicking her legs wildly while one of the agents held a gun to her temple.

Bucky knew that he had to act fast, and so he shot the agent with the gun without giving away his position, and then proceeded to open fire on the rest of them, trusting in the fact that Y/N knew how to dodge a bullet.

When he was sure that the agents were dead, each one of them crumpled in heaps on the floor, he slung his gun back over his shoulder and ran for Y/N, who let out a relieved sigh upon seeing Bucky. "Oh my God, Buck." She whispered. She wasn't sure what she meant by the words, what she wanted to convey in them, but he seemed to pick up just fine as he wrapped his arms around her shaking and compacted body.

"You're okay, I've got you." He rested his head on top of hers for a second, breathing heavy, just allowing himself to enjoy how it felt to have his body draped over hers. "We've gotta go, okay?"

"I can't run." She said assertively, knowing that there was no way that she'd be able to get up and run like hell, like Bucky seemingly wanted her to. He nodded once, gave her an apologetic smile, and then scooped her up into his arms without another word.

She scrambled to grip onto his black jacket, a gasp leaving her mouth as he picked her up from the floor, flesh arm supporting the backs of her knees and the metal one around her shoulders. He chuckled at her reaction, the way that she white-knuckled the leather of his combat jacket. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna drop you."

"How do you expect me to believe that?" She croaked, trying her hardest to be her usual, sardonic self, but failing miserably as she realised just how fast and hard her heart was beating.

"Because I just saved you from at least ten guys who wanted to kill you within a minute, I'm not dropping you." Bucky replied as he ascended the stairs and she buried her face in his chest, the smell of his cologne relaxing her. He allowed a soft smile to cross his face, bringing his metal hand to her head and almost rocking her like an infant or a small child who had a nightmare.

For Tony saying that she hated being 'babied', she seemed to enjoy it when it was coming from Bucky.

They were back at the ship within a few minutes. Steve had taken off, and Bucky had gone to sit in the back of the ship on his own. Or at least, he'd wanted to sit in the back of the ship on his own, but Y/N was so shaken up and had looked at him like she was a lost puppy when he'd tried to leave her alone, and so he smiled and told her to come with him.

Everyone else had looked between themselves, grinning like mad. "He really likes her." Steve commented and Natasha nodded.

"She really likes him, I'm well aware of that fact." She said.

"I've never seen The Winter Soldier so caring. And, was that - sorry if this seems outlandish - a smile? On Bucky Barnes' face? Surely not." Tony pitched in, leaning back in his chair while his friends laughed.

Meanwhile, Y/N was curled up in a chair, chewing at her fingernails and dabbing at her bloody face with a wet cloth that Bruce had given her the second that she'd gotten on the ship. Bucky watched her, his heart breaking at the way that her hands shook as she brought them to her face, at the way that her entire body shook.

"Hey." He placed a tender and soothing hand on her back, rubbing gentle circles there. "It's okay, you're safe now."

She gave him a wobbly smile that didn't quite reach her eyes and placed her hand over his, allowing him to interlock their fingers. "Yeah. Safe now."

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She still hadn't left his side, apart from briefly so that she could take a shower. He'd offered to come back to her room with her when she'd hovered around the lounge while everyone else had already dispersed, reminding her that no one was going to hurt her.

She was laying on her bed, hair wet and wearing nothing but a big shirt, while Bucky sat awkwardly on the edge of it, twisting the sheets between his fingers. "You don't have to sit there, you know. I have a sofa, or you can sit back."

Bucky shook his head and looked round at her, she was still visibly shaking, eyes darting around to show just how on edge she was. "It's fine, darlin'. M'fine." His voice was more ragged than he'd expected it to be. "I'm just here to make sure that you're okay."

"Well," She held her arms out, "Come here, that'd make me feel okay." It was a bold move, one that told of her feelings towards Bucky, but she didn't mind much, figuring that he probably wouldn't decline her.

He chuckled, shaking his head at her, but still, kicked his boots off and lay down next to her, allowing her to wrap her arms tightly around his torso and press her cheek over his heart. "Hey, you're okay, sweetheart." He stroked her hair. "There's nothing to be on edge about, yeah? I've got you."

"Yeah. Yeah, I know. Sorry, I don't know why I'm so freaked out." Her breathing was picking back up again, so Bucky shushed her and pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head, something that drove the butterflies in her stomach wild.

"It's okay, baby." The nickname just added to the way that her stomach fluttered, and she swallowed hard to try to forget about it. "Hey, how about I do something that'll relax you, yeah?"

"And what would that be, Barnes?" She smirked mischievously and he laughed at her.

"Lay on your stomach." He removed his arm from around her shoulders, and she looked at him with one eyebrow raised, obviously thinking that he was implying something way more forward than what he was actually implying. "Woah, no, no, no. I give good back massages, metal arm and all."

She laughed, throwing her head back into the pillows at the headboard of her bed. "Oh my God, Bucky. I hate you so much." She breathed out, flipping over so that she was laying on her stomach, back exposed to him.

"Can I pull your shirt up, or?" Bucky whispered, running his hands up and down the back of her t-shirt, and she nodded.

His breath hitched in his throat and he found himself struggling to think straight when he lifted the hem of her large shirt, to show that she was only wearing a pair of black panties underneath. She didn't seem to mind, so he didn't mention it, even though his breathing was hindered as he trailed his hands from the small of her back to her shoulders, thumbs rubbing circles as he did so.

She sighed and could've sworn that her eyes rolled back into her head as she relaxed into his touch, one hand cold and the other warm. She understood what he meant when he said that he was good at giving back massages.

"Feel okay?" He asked softly, swallowing hard. She nodded again.

"My God, Bucky, feels fucking amazing." She moaned, and he hated himself when his stomach flipped upon hearing her. "You're so good at that."

He had to stop when she said that, hands still on her shoulders but unmoving, just sitting still. He couldn't think about anything else other than sex when she was moaning like that, something that he wanted to punch himself for. It was such a tender moment, she was scared and so vulnerable, and all that was going through his brain were those thoughts.

"You okay?" She asked, and when he didn't answer she flipped back over, sitting in front of him. He looked like he'd seen a ghost as his tongue darted out to lick over his bottom lip. She reached a hand out, caressing his cheek gently to bring him back to reality. "Bucky?"

"Can I kiss you?" The words were leaving his mouth before he even knew what to do with them, what they meant and how she'd react. As soon as he realised what he'd said, he had his face in his hands, shaking his head. "Shit, sorry."

"No. No, Bucky, don't apologise. Look at me." She wrapped her fingers around his wrist, prying his hands away from his face. "Yes. Of course you can kiss me."

He furrowed his eyebrows, wondering if what she'd just said was real. She was looking into his eyes so intently, staring at the light blue rings around his pupils, realising how pretty they really were now that she was this close. "Kiss me." She whispered, and Bucky took no hesitation in complying to what she was asking of him.

His lips were on hers, and they were so gentle and soft, gliding against hers effortlessly. He pulled her closer to him with a hand on her back, the other cupping her cheek lovingly. His tongue had soon slipped between her lips, earning a soft little whine from her, as his tongue met hers and they worked out how to move them together in harmony.

She eventually pulled back, breathless, and simply grinned at him before laying back and pulling him with her. They resumed their earlier position, her arms wrapped firmly around his waist, his arm around her shoulders, her head on his chest while his hand stroked her hair. "Relaxed?" He laughed and she smiled and nodded.

"I'll get goin', it's late and you look tired, princess." Another nickname, another flourish from the butterflies in the pit of her stomach. Just as Bucky was getting up to leave, she grabbed onto his shirt and pulled him back to her, snuggling back up to his chest.

"Stay. Please."

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happytsukki · 4 years

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boyfriend material

k. bokuto

in which you inquire bokuto to act as your fake boyfriend for a weekend, but you’re the one acting like you don’t have real feelings for him.

a/n: so you’re telling me i have to accept the fact that bokuto isn’t real?? real heartbreak 😔 anyway i love the fake dating trope hehe i hope u enjoy!! idk how i feel about the end ummm

“be my boyfriend, taro.”

“woah woah woah, slow down y/n. technically you haven’t even confessed to me yet,” stuttered bokuto, his eyes darting around the nearly empty library just to avoid your gaze. heat rose to his cheeks and the tip of his ears, showcasing a pink hue that he was embarrassed to let you see.

sure, your friends loved to giggle about how good you and bokuto looked together or how you two were basically soulmates because you shared the same music taste and movie favorites. and you two would shyly refuse, believing that you were simply friends. right?

but nothing would’ve prepared bokuto to hear something so bold come out of your mouth. wasn’t he supposed to be the bold one? but why was he suddenly the one being flustered and feeling knots grow in his stomach?

you shook your head profusely. “shut up taro. not like that, what i mean is that my parents think i have a boyfriend to bring home this break—which obviously i do not.” you placed your hands together and pouted, “so please be my fake boyfriend.”

the boy scratched the back of his head in confusion. “wait, why exactly do your parents think you, of all people, have a boyfriend? and besides, why can’t you just say you don’t?” questioned bokuto.

he was right. you were never really adept at dating, and who knows why your parents fell for your silly lie but you knew one thing for sure: if you didn’t go to the family reunion with a boyfriend, you would be disowned by your entire family.

“well it started with a small lie— for a good reason of course! see, we have a family reunion around this time, but my snotty cousin loves to show off every year and i was fed up.” you huffed and rolled your eyes just at the thought of her, “so i told my parents that my boyfriend and i had a date planned for that day so i couldn’t go, but no. they refused to let me miss it and insisted on introducing him. now i have to see my annoying cousin again and bring my nonexistent boyfriend.” you sighed heavily and threw your arms up in frustration.

“okay. i’ll do it. but first, you have to tell me why you picked me.” he crossed his arms and stuck his nose up, waiting for your response. ah, it was bokuto’s daily need for validation that you were expecting.

“you’re obviously the best candidate to not only make my parents proud of me but also to rub it in my cousin’s face. i mean who else can i bring that was one of the top 5 aces in the nation, now part of the msby black jackals and just as scrumptiously fine and hot as y–“ bokuto’s eyes widened at your last statement and his hand quickly went to cover your mouth. you almost doubled over in laughter, shy bokuto was a rare sight so this was quite enjoyable to watch.

he laughed nervously, “woaaah, okay i get it now. thank you y/n....or should i say girlfriend.” winked bokuto. though it came off as a joke he could feel his heart race so fast that he felt like he was high on cloud nine, a feeling foreign till now.

desperately seeking a breath of fresh air from the situation, bokuto scrambled to gather his books and bid a short farewell but not before giving you an awkward pat on the head and a high-five. yes, a high five.

“bye y/n!” smiled bokuto, dashing out of the library like it was a 100 meter race.

but bokuto failed to realize that his exuberant heart seemed to beat in rhythm with someone else’s, yours.

your two years of friendship seemed to suffice for a decent cover story, or so you thought. but once you stepped foot onto the front lawn of your home, the growing tighteness in your chest would say otherwise.

maybe this wasn’t a good idea.

your mind was spiraling out of control causing you to be paralyzed with a million thoughts on your mind.

“earth to y/n— are you okay?” asked bokuto. he waved his hand in front of your face, snapping you out of your frozen state.

“i-i think i’m stupid for thinking i could pull of this crazy plan. maybe you should just go home kou,” you admited. your eyes wouldn’t dare look into his eyes, instead redirecting your attention on the hem of your sweater.

bokuto wasn’t a quitter and he sure as hell wasn’t going to let you go into there alone. he grabbed your hand and gave it a small squeeze, his other hand raising your chin up.

“i’m not letting you admit defeat, y/n. besides, i’m wearing the perfect sweater.” beamed bokuto.

“sweater?” you puzzled. “check it out, it’s made out of boyfriend material.” he joked, earning a simple smile out of you and washing away your doubts.

you couldn’t help but marvel at the look of pure determination on his face. you’ve seen it plenty of times, mostly during tough volleyball games. the way you could look into his eyes and see a fire set ablaze made you feel strong and fearless. bokuto just had that effect on people. without a second thought, one hand interwined with bokuto’s, you pushed open the door.

unfortunately, your rush of adrenaline was cut short by the disgusting sight of your cousin, chiyo. her eyes immediately landed on you but soon shifted over to the mysterious attractive man to your left.

chiyo was vile, cruel, judgemental, rude, bossy, selfish and the list goes on. since you were children, she made it her life goal to be better than you in everything. you were usually able to tolerate her childish attempts to make you feel inferior but ever since she got an internship with alexander wang while you were still stuck in college, she just couldn’t stop tearing apart your life.

“oh my, look who it is. hello y/n, is this your friend?” questioned chiyo, her eyes running bokuto up and down like tiger finding her next prey.

oblivious to her true intentions, he offered her his usual friendly smile. you rolled your eyes, anger stirring deep within you.

you wrap your arms around bokuto’s waist and lovingly rest your head onto his chest.

still in his embrace, you turn your head to face chiyo again “no, this is my boyfriend bokuto. but i don’t think i see your boyfriend, is he around?” you retorted. chiyo gasped in response, and after failing to find a snarky rebuttal she stomped away in annoyance.

while cheers of victory rang through your head, you peered up at bokuto. “did you see that taro? we really showed her” you laughed.

but bokuto didn’t laugh. he nodded trying to keep his calm but inside he was screaming hysterically. he felt like absolute jelly in your touch, wondering why he wanted to play this role forever.

“come on, you should meet my little cousins!” you say as you drag him to the backyard.

needless to say, the kids absolutely adored him.

“hey hey hey!” boomed bokuto, his voice resonating through the yard and catching the attention of the horde of children.

your five year old cousin yuta gaped at his towering height “woahhh mister— you’re a giant!” another boy began climbing his body, tugging at his white-grey streaked hair, causing bokuto to yelp in pain.

it was a sight that made your heart swell with happiness. the way bokuto sat on the grass, surrounded by children ooo-ing and ah-ing at his stories while he showcased a huge grin made you appreciate the little things. and of course you just had to snapping a quick picture of bokuto before he could even notice. after the initial excitement died down, he returned to your side with the same grin painted on his face.

“excuse me, y/n-chan. is that your husband?” a tiny voice whispered, tugging at the hem of your cyan-colored sweater. the girl, small and doe-eyed, pointed a shy finger towards the boy.

oh my god. you were mortified, completely frozen in your spot. you couldn’t believe she just said that, why would she say that? suddenly you hated children. but at that moment you just desperately wanted the earth to open up and swallow you whole.

before you could awkwardly announce that he was just your boyfriend, bokuto already had the situation under control. he placed one knee on the grass, now eye-level to the girl. with a hearty laugh he said “not yet...but would you like to be a flower girl at our wedding?” the girl’s eyes lit up with pure bliss, nodding her head aggressively to his suggestion.

for a split second, you thought bokuto deserved an oscar for his exceptional acting skills.

because at that moment, you were beginning to fall for him, wondering if one day you would be lucky enough to walk down the aisle to meet a teary-eyed bokuto at the altar.

“oh y/n i’m so happy you’re dating bokuto!!” your mother exclaimed, clapping her hands together at the dinner table.

you’ve been dreading dinner time the entire day, and of course your mother just had to prove your point exactly.

“y/n has always been gushing over him, i’m so glad she finally made a move— how did you two finally get together?” your mother questioned, placing her chopsticks down, leaning forward to give you her full attention. the rest of your family turned their heads towards you and eagerly waited for your response as they continued eating.

“oh, i-um” you stuttered. why didn’t you prepare more? you thought, mentally facepalming your poor decisions.

luckily, bokuto interrupted, “actually i confessed first, at my last game..” he offered you a small smile, and placed his hand over yours. it was a gesture that made you let go off the breath you were holding, it meant “i got this.”

“i thought she was perfect from the first time we met..”

you laughed. what a lie. the first time you met bokuto was far from elegant. you still remember it vividly, you standing on the sidelines chatting with kageyama when suddenly bokuto’s hard serve accidentally hits you in the back of the head. lets just say you weren’t exactly pleased to meet the perpetrator.

“and i thought she hated at first. we had mutual friends so we hung out more, and the more i got to spend time with her, the more i fell for her. i loved how she greeted me with a congratulatory hug after every match or how she would constantly sends me random songs that reminded her of me. i’m glad she’s mine..” professed bokuto.

he had the entire room swooning over every word, the story stringing together like it came straight out of your typical romantic movie.

oh how you wished bokuto wasn’t such a good actor. you wished he was the terrible fake boyfriend that all the kids loathed. you wished he was the terrible fake boyfriend that your mom didn’t look at with complete and utter adoration. you wished he was the terrible boyfriend that didn’t make your entire world stop on its axis with one look, one touch or one word.

falling in love with bokuto kotarou was easy; it’s admitting to yourself that it happened that was hard.

“mind if i join you?” asked bokuto.

after a long and tiring dinner, you decided to lay down outside, gazing at the blanket of stars that lit up the pitch black sky.

you longed for peace and quiet, away from your crazy family and your fake boyfriend. but you couldn’t escape from the feelings you harbored for bokuto.

“no.” you said, not daring to even glance at him. he laid down beside you, so close that his warmth radiated and his hand lightly grazed yours. silence filled the air, begging someone to say something, anything.

“thank you taro.” you whispered. “you’re suprisingly a good actor.”

“you ever heard of method acting?” he asked. you shake your head in confusion and he continues,”its when an actor completely embraces his role by developing sincere and genuine emotions..”

he sat up abruptly, diverting his gaze from the stars to your face, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. his fingers lace through yours, your hearts thumping joyfully in a familiar unison.

“what i mean is— acting isn’t hard when it’s real. none of my feelings were fake” expressed bokuto. “i don’t wanna be the fake boyfriend anymore.”

and for once, neither you or bokuto question your feelings, everything became so clear.

“because, frankly, i think our hands fit perfectly and i wouldn’t mind holding yours forever.”

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