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fandoms-writings · 1 year
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Sore Muscles
A Something Domestic Drabble
Pairing: ex-military amputee!Bucky x fem!Reader
Summary: Bucky’s prosthetic has been causing some issues, but it’s a good thing he has you to help him out with that
Word Count: 1.1K
Warnings: muscle soreness and a massage?? So just fluff
A/N: thanks to @sweetdreamsbuck for planting this seed in my head, I hope you enjoy <3
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Ever since he got the new arm, even though he was doing physical therapy to try and help get used to it, Bucky's muscles had started to ache. He'd tried to ignore it, pushing through the work he did with you every day on top of his physical therapy that he did three times a week.
Today, his body was not having it.
He felt the bed dip and shift as you turned, moving to get up for the morning and he'd peeled his eyes open to watch you. He loved watching you in the morning - the way the barely rising sun would dance on your skin as you made your way to the closet, only leaving a small gap open in the doorway for Alpine who liked to be your shadow. The way you tried so hard to be quiet to not wake him even though he couldn't sleep past you getting out of bed in the first place.
He'd watch through the crack in the closet door as you searched through your clothes, searching for a specific pair of pants or a certain shirt. You'd eventually merge from the closet, clothed and ready to go down stairs to make your coffee. Lifting his arm to get your attention before you walked out, he smiled once you linked your fingers together, sitting on the edge of the bed next to him.
"Good morning, Jamie," You whispered against his lips as you leaned over to plant yours there.
Humming into the kiss, he couldn't stop from trying to nip at your lips before you pulled away, "Good morning, darlin'." He went to turn over, to lay on his back so he could really look at you in the morning light, but the second he got his elbow lifted enough to pull on the muscle, his back all but seized.
Letting out a long groan as he struggled to finish turning around, he could feel your hands hesitating on his skin, not knowing how to help but wanting to. Once he was finally on his back and could relax again, he let out the breath he'd held after his muscles started their tantrum.
"Oh god, that sucks," He muttered, opening his eyes to see you still sat beside him, your face coated in worry.
"Are you okay?" You asked, not sure where to rest your hands on him, not wanting to cause him any more pain than what you just witnessed.
He sighed before doing his best to shrug, "I don't know, it was just like my back was on fire for a second." He felt your hand rest against his chest and he reached up to grab it, lacing your fingers together.
"You stay here, I'll let the horses out and get them fed," You started, rubbing your thumb along his knuckles, "and when I come back, we're taking that arm off of you and working on your back."
He tried to argue with you, to say that he could still get up and help and that you shouldn't be doing all this work on your own but you shut him up. He got an earful about how you can do it, you've been doing it for years before he showed up on your porch and how if he tried to follow you out there, you'd personally drag him back in by the collar of his shirt.
So he waited for you.
He laid there, trying to will his muscles to relax but to no avail. In fact, it felt like they were just getting worse, mocking him as they held him captive to the bed while he could hear you outside doing morning chores thanks to the open window.
It didn't take long though for you to finish up and come back inside, ditching your shoes and grabbing lotion before making your way to the bedroom where you helped Bucky sit up. He leaned against you, clutching at your side with his flesh hand as you worked to get his prosthetic off, sighing when the weight of it dislodged from him and fell to the bed. You moved it to the floor, where it wouldn't get stepped on or kicked, and helped him lay on his stomach before you placed yourself over him. Straddling his hips and sitting on the backs of his thighs, you got to work, moving the lotion into his back and feeling the riddled mess of knots in his muscles.
Bucky swore your hands were magic, there was no way they weren't. Whether you admitted it or not, there was something supernatural about the way your hands worked the knots out of his back.
He couldn't help the groans that crawled their way out of his throat and slipped past his lips every time you got one of the knots to at least shrink, the feeling of his muscles finally relaxing made him feel like he was literally melting into the blankets under him.
He got lost in how good it felt, going into somewhat of a trance as your hands forced the knots away. It wasn't long until you had him on the verge of sleep, in the midst of limbo under your touch. Slightly humming as you lightly dragged your fingertips across his skin after you were done working his muscles. You could see the sleepy smiles gracing his lips when you switched to your nails, gently scratching his back in long strokes - one of his favorites.
When you leaned over and placed a line of kisses across the expanse of his shoulders, paying special attention to the scars on the left side, that was what pulled him back to the waking world. You rested your weight against his back, laying on top of him as gently as you could while wrapping your hands around his shoulders.
"Thank you, darlin'," he muttered into the sheets, relishing in the way you felt pressed against him, and noticing how his back hardly ached anymore. He brought his hand up to grab at your hand on his shoulder, giving it a squeeze as you leaned up to kiss just under his ear.
"Of course, you know I like taking care of you," You whispered, this moment seeming too gentle to speak any louder.
"I know you do," He hummed, pulling your hand forward so he could lay a kiss on your knuckles before sinking into the mattress again, comfortably pressed down by your weight, like his own personal security blanket.
He didn't know what he'd do without you, but he did know that he was going to repay you for this. Later. For now, he was going to allow himself this moment of reprieve for as long as you'd lay on him.
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pxison · 1 year
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I know none of the brothers would ever touch cooking because it’s Sanji’s thing, but never in the name of all that’s holy should you allow Ichiji to try and cook for your muse. He will try and cheat with his powers and when he does the kitchen will become ground zero, and the food a pile of ash.
Reiju is the only one that’d have any decent skill and that’s because I always think little Sanji taught her basics.
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wake up wintersberg nation
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willowser · 1 month
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i think katsuki just answers his phone by barking out, "bakugou." no hello, probably doesn't even look at the caller id LOL when he hears it's you, though, i think he breathes out the tension he didn't realize was coiled in his shoulders, and says a lil, "hey," 🥺🥺
and i think when he calls you, and you answer with your sweet, "helloooo ??" he is so soft 😌 just mumbles out a quiet, "what'chu doin'?" and listens as you tell him, before saying what he needed to 😌
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baronmagikcarp · 2 months
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Making grown adults stick to an arbitrary schedule isn't just something that happens to people with intellectual disabilities. I didn't want to post this on the last video as this isn't about intellectual disabilities but it does relate.
I worked as a security guard in a section 8 apartment complex. The place had a curfew of 10pm on weekdays and 12am on weekends. As security we were expected to ruthlessly enforce this. If someone was out after those hours, even if it was on their own porch just talking, we were supposed to warn them and then write them up and turn it into the office. They could get evicted for this, with no clear indication of how many times it had to happen, and possibly lose their voucher as well.
These were grown ass adults just hanging out and talking in a place they were paying for (section 8 requires them to pay a portion of the rent, so yes, they were paying for it). Most of them weren't even being rowdy and the ones that were usually just took a, "Hey, you're being a bit loud, could you keep it down please?" to get them to settle down. It was a ridiculous rule (curfews always are).
Coincidentally, a lot of my coworkers at the time didn't like working the place. They got yelled at, treated like shit, and had problems every night. I didn't understand because I never had that issue and then I realized why. They were actually ruthlessly enforcing that rule and were rightfully hated for it where I would walk the property about thirty minutes before and have this interaction.
"Hey," I'd say to a group of people on a porch. "I gotta tell you that curfew is in about thirty minutes."
"And what are you going to do if we don't go in?" someone would reply.
"Well, my break is in thirty minutes too and I like a long break," I'd reply with a shrug. "Make of that what you will."
At which point I'd just get a nod, a laugh, or an "Alright" and then I'd go on, finish up my round, take a nice long break, and then wander back around about an hour after curfew. You know what? Never had a problem. Never had to write someone up. Occasionally I would run into someone still out on their porch and I'd just either go the other way so I "didn't see them" or just give them a wave and keep going.
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stickynotebirds · 2 months
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274. Domestic Goose
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I finished fionna ane cake it's really good
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pedro-pascal · 1 year
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PEDRO PASCAL as Joel Miller THE LAST OF US (2023-)
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tubbytarchia · 2 months
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For the ranchers a bit more shleep i just really like charakters comfy and nice:Dc /nf
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Eepies. Jimmy woke up to really sore wings but its okay because Tango
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shitpostingkats · 3 months
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Alabasta Ace is so funny.
Like the strawhats keep commenting that Ace is so polite and restrained compared to Luffy but like. This dude drags himself out of the ocean just to thank them for looking after his brother and offer to help wash dishes. Mans asks "Are these guys bothering you?" and proceeds to blow up an entire fleet with his bare hands. He trips over himself to make sure all of Luffy's crew likes him and no, really, you don't mind that he's a weirdo???? That we, I mean he, are feral little insane guys who take up space and emotional labor and are kind hard to handle? Really???? Cool cool cool hey just a reminder I can help out with anything that needs doing. I got lost in the desert but donnut worry in the 0.6 seconds since you last saw me I have somehow acquired water and provisions for several weeks. Don't ask me how!
Peak oldest sibling behavior.
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wildpiercy-art · 4 months
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nextimeiny · 2 months
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toji-girl · 2 months
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i actually think i have a problem - i have a serious lactation kink like idk why 😭 i was wondering if you could possibly write a toji x reader w lactation kink and literally anything else you’d like to add 🥹
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toji and lactation kink go hand in hand so ofc! I gotcha also the idea of letting him do that is so sensual and intimate and just skhnsjkhsr!! I want him so bad.
tags: 18+ only content - mdni + fem reader + lactation kink + you're mamaguro + Megumi is a newborn + this has no smut in it actually lmao but I enjoyed writing this either way - if you want smut just lmk for sure 😏😏
Any time you heard any baby, and not just your son wail at the top of their new lungs your shirt would become a soaking mess, the high-pitched cries were enough to have you flustered and embarrassed.
It couldn't be helped though.
Breastfeeding a very hungry baby is a full-time job.
Also, having a husband who was curious about it as well seemed to be a part-time job, he'd watch Megumi suckle from your breast until he fell asleep completely milk-drunk. "Is it sweet?" He questioned from the other side of the room wanting to know what it tasted like.
At first, it was just a curiosity thing then it slowly turned into a burning need that he couldn't get out of his head, and a few times he's helped massage your breast to help with a clogged duct.
"Ya know I love how much bigger these have gotten," Toji murmured one evening when the both of you had some downtime while Megumi slept in his room down the hallway, large palms cupping your breasts feeling the milk start to bead on your nipples, and through the shirt soaking the fabric.
You narrowed your eyes at him and rolled them playfully. "I thought you liked them before?" You asked feeling a little self-conscious after giving birth which was something your husband knew about.
"I love every inch of you doll, you just gave birth to our son, you're badass." He murmured moving in closer to you, his words were an attempt to soothe any worries you have and it helped a little.
He nudged at your side almost like a dog before slipping his hands up your shirt. "Megumi won't be awake for a while, if you keep doing that I'm going to have to pump." You whined softly when he used the advantage of how huge his shirt was on you to poke his head underneath it and kiss your stomach slowly.
"Let me help then," Toji murmured causing you to pull the neck away to look at him still hidden under the shirt, his hot breath fanned over your breast that he inched closer to, the milk dripping down your sides making you wet and sticky. He watched as you nodded slowly.
You knew it would help so you let him latch onto your nipple drawing the bud into his mouth gently making you hiss with relief when he began to suck drawing the milk out. "Gentle! They feel like chew toys for our son." You hummed and rubbed his back groaning softly.
It didn't take him long for him to switch to your other breast, his bulge becoming prominent as he slid one arm under your back to tug you closer to him. "Feel any better?" Toji asked when he pulled away licking his lips and pulling his head out from under your shirt.
"A lot....thank you." You looked at him a little shy making him chuckle and wipe his mouth before he kissed you and let you curl into his side ready to fall into a deep sleep after being awake for so long.
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sensitiveheartless · 11 months
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originalartblog · 1 year
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(domestic skk?? here???)
Sometimes it's hard to be vulnerable but they're working on it.
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