#thats meant to be kept behind closed doors and to be ashamed of

[maximoffcarter]

Till' there was you.

Pairings: Wanda x reader.

Summary: Hi! Hello, i have a Smol request, i just want Reader/Wanda cuddles, thats all, it would make me real happy 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

A/n: Wanda request! I gotta admit I...didn't know where I was going at first haha I got into it I forgot the point of the story haha. Natasha, Carol and Peggy are coming!

Something y/n had always hated cuddles. She didn’t like hugs. She wasn’t one to hug, ever. Back in the Red Room, no one showed any kind of love. Of course she heard rumors of some of the girls having secret relationships, or even between them, but she knew nothing about love. Of course, she knew she loved Natasha as her sister, Yelena too, but physical love was…a big no.

Leaving that part of her life behind was…rough to say the least. Of course following Natasha everywhere had helped, but even then, trusting people had been very difficult for her, the whole…new life was…different, but she had to admit she liked it. So meeting Wanda Maximoff was not something she had expected; feeling those stupid butterflies was not expected.

Y/n played cool maybe the first few weeks, she had tried to act as normal as possible, even if Natasha and Yelena were always on her back making fun of her failed attempts of acting chill. So when she finally made the first move, she was surprised enough Wanda did like her back, which also caused a lot of jokes and teasing coming from her sisters.

Being in a relationship with Wanda Maximoff meant having her by her side 24/7. Did y/n mind? Not at all. Was she shy about it? Definitely. And not because she was ashamed of Wanda, of course not, mostly because…now she understood…love. Which was entirely new and scary, but after months of dating…she finally knew what this whole thing with love was about, and it was…amazing.

Y/n kept in her mind every ‘first’ thing. From first kiss, to first date, to first time holding hands, to everything. She never told anyone, no one knew, not even Wanda, it was her secret. Even if everyone knew, it was also a private thing. Yes, everyone had seen them holding hands, sitting together, even Wanda kissing her forehead, but nothing more.

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Y/n had just arrived from a mission; 3 days away from the compound, meaning 3 days away from her girlfriend. She knew Wanda was probably watching a show or even reading, so she first went straight to her room to shower and change her clothes. She tried to be as quick as possible and right after that she went ahead and went to Wanda’s room, not even knocking on the door because she knew that Wanda didn’t mind her just walking in.

Wanda smiled as she looked up from the TV, chuckling as she saw the tired face of her girlfriend. “Hey you.”

“Hi.” Y/n smiled tiredly as she walked to the bed and wrapped her arms around Wanda’s waist, pulling her down with her, making Wanda chuckled.

She moved on y/n’s arms and placed both her hands on y/n’s cheeks, pulling her to kiss her lips softly. “I missed you.” She whispered softly.

“I missed you too.” Y/n smiled. Wanda kissed her lips again before trying to stand up but failed as y/n pulled her down again. “Where you going?” She whined.

“I’m going to get some food for you. I’m sure you didn’t eat.”

“That can wait…I want you here.” Y/n pulled Wanda closer and buried her face against Wanda’s neck, feeling butterflies as her scent invaded her nose. “I need cuddles.”

Wanda chuckled softly as she hugged her, one of her hands going through y/n’s hair and stroking it softly. “I like this side of you.” She whispered softly as she kissed her head. “You’re a softie.” She chuckled.

“So what? Only you know.” Y/n mumbled as she kissed Wanda’s neck.

“Right.” Wanda chuckled as she closed her eyes.

“Not only her!” Yelena yelled from outside the door and opened it slowly. “You didn’t close your door.” She smirked as she looked at them.

“Yelena! Get out of here!” Y/n looked up at her and blushed.

“We already know you’re a softy, sis. Do not play it as if we don’t know your love for Wanda.” Yelena winked as she closed the door before the pillow that y/n threw could hit.

Y/n looked at Wanda as she chuckled nervously. She sat up with Wanda following her. “I uh- what Yelena said-“

Wanda pecked her lips. “We don’t have to talk about it.”

“Well…” Y/n smiled shyly. “You were right. I have become…soft. Because of you…” she bit her lip nervously. “Because I love you.”

“You-“ Wanda chuckled as she felt butterflies on her stomach. “I love you…so much.” She smiled as she proceeded to jump on y/n, making her laugh and wrap her arms around her.

“I was the one who wanted cuddles!”

“I want them now, deal with it, I’m not moving!” Wanda laughed as she looked at y/n and kissed her lips softly.

Y/n moved her hands up and down her back, loving the feeling of Wanda having so close to her, it was her favorite thing. Not too long after, both women had fallen asleep, Wanda on top of y/n, her head buried on y/n’s neck, and y/n with her arms wrapped around her tightly so she couldn’t fall.

So yes…she had never really known love. She had never been interested in it…until Wanda made her way into her life.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff/reader #wanda maximoff/you #wanda x reader #wanda x you #scarlet witch x reader #wanda maximoff fanfiction #wanda maximoff fic #wanda maximoff #scarlet witch fic #marvel fic #marvel fanfiction #marvel

[jae-daddy]

Chubby (14)

Jaebum AU Series 

one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / eight / nine / ten / eleven / twelve / thirteen 

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pairing: im jaebum x reader genre: angst, romance, mature, drama plot: you are getting bullied and jaebum decides to help you  a/n: i got too drunk and i have no idea what i’ve written. not edited. hope y’all like it.i was going to write another part, but i think i’d rather go cry 

Everything is spinning when you wake up. Your head feels heavy, your throat so dry it hurts to swallow and a sour taste remains in your mouth. You felt your head hammer against your skull as your tummy unsettles uncomfortably as the urge to be sick threatens you. 

But nothing happens. You don’t vomit, you don’t reach for the water bottle. You don’t even move your body as the uncomfortable position pushes against your spine. You lay on your bed, sideways, staring at the wall as your mind raced and blanked all at once. 

You wished the memories of last night would have been erased. You wished you had experienced a blackout like everyone else in movies and books. But alas, you remembered everything, everything so clearly you would paint each and every second that happened. 

Jaebum had kissed someone. 

But then Jaebum was also there for you and got you home. 

That was probably just him being a good friend. 

A good friend; after all thats what you both were. 

You groaned closing your eyes as your headache increased. You tried shutting your eyes and burying yourself beneath your blanket to hid from the pain and memories, but it didn’t help with both. 

After a few minutes of defeat, you got up chugged a few gulps of water. You didn’t stop and kept moving because you knew once you stopped you’ll be filled with pain. Pain from the memories and from the spliting headache. 

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You stood outside Jaebum’s door. It was a bit past noon. 

The pain in your head was refusing to go, and you couldn’t do much about it. But you could do something about the one you were pushing back. 

You didn’t want to hide from Jaebum. You didn’t want to ruin this friendship between the two of you. 

You love him; there is no denying that. You have loved him from the moment you had seen him. You continued to love him as your heart was yanked from your chest. And you love him now as you stand outside his door step with your bleeding heart. 

But you didn’t want to lose him. 

You wanted him in your life no matter what role he filled. He meant so much more than a simple crush to you. He meant so much that you could look past your aching heart and a blinded kiss. 

You reached up and were about to knock on the door, but decided to ring the bell instead. 

You heard heavy footsteps rush towards the door, before the door swang open revealing Jaebum. 

He looked like a mess. Probably more than you even though you had a such a rough night. 

He must’ve just stepped out of the shower, you guessed, as you took in his wet hair. It was slick back like last night, and it made your heart twist more.

It wrenched as you took in his puffy dark eyes, dim with dark circles surrounding them. His straightened shoulders slumping, as his whole body rigid  posture melted away as he took you in. His lips parted in shock, his eyes widening and something glistened in them, but you didn’t try to read it. 

Jaebum seemed relieved to have you at his door step, but shocked, at once. 

He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it deciding against it. He stood there gaping and closing his lips unsurely like a fish making you chuckle. 

You pushed away everything you felt from yesterday, and smiled at him shaking your head. Before wincing as the headache seemed to worsen by the movement. 

“Do you have anything for a headache?” You walked into the apartment leaving him at the doorway. Jaebum’s body followed you like a magnet turning wherever you did; feet coming closer to you no matter which was you turned. 

“Or should I say a hungover?” You gave him an excited look raising your eyebrows. “Damn, is this a hangover? This sucks.”

Jaebum continued to stare at you wide-eyed. He stood infront of you. He didn’t say anything, he didn’t do anything. He just kept his gaze on you, as you tried not to notice. 

“Jae,” you shot him an impatient look, “I swear my head is going to explode. Please help me.” 

You tried to keep light and friendly. Like none of last night happened. You wanted to move past it. You want to treat it all like a bad dream and pretend that it didn’t happen. 

When Jaebum didn’t move, your voice softened as you focused on him. You didn’t want to say it out loud. It would make it all too real. it would be like you were back there; in that room with Jaebum under her, her lips on his. 

“Jae,” you whispered. Please. I don’t want to do this. Please, let’s just move past this and pretend last night didn’t happen.

Jaebum sighed in defeat as if he could hear every word and went off into the kitchen. You settled onto the sofa, as Tuesday snuggled into your feet. 

“Hi, Tee,” you cooed, lifting him up onto your lap. “How have you been?” 

He didn’t reply. Instead he moved up and snuggled himself against your neck. He was hugging you. 

You casted your eyes on the ceiling to stop the tears that threatened. You stroked his soft grey fur as you brought your face closer to him, snuggling back into him. 

“Thank you, buddy,” you whispered. 

It didn’t matter how okay you act. You still felt raw. You still felt like your heart hung bleeding out of your chest exposed to the whole world. You still felt stupid. You still felt so tired that you wanted to curl up into a ball and hide away from everything. 

“Here,” Jaebum settled a tray infront of you. He sat beside you, as he picked up a tablet and a glass of water. “Have this, first. The tea is still hot.” 

You removed yourself from Tuesday, as you held out your palm to him. He placed the tablet on it, his fingertips brushing your soft skin and you tried to ignore it. 

But you failied. 

Your tummy flipped, as your heart skipped a beat. 

You took the glass, making sure you don’t touch him and gulped it down with the pills. 

“What kind of tea is it?” You were talking more than normal, but you would rather talk about the colour of the wooden floor of his apartment then sit in silence and guess what’s going on in his mind. 

“Lemon and honey,” he replied gently. His eyes looked at you, but they didn’t meet your eyes. They studyed your fidgetting hands on your lap, the puffiness of your cheeks. The reddness of your lips, nose and cheeks. The way your chest rose and fell, the movement of your neck as your nervously swallowed. 

The messiness of your hair as you had pulled it into a bun away from your face. How that once strand of hair fell against your cheek, and how he wanted to tuck it behind your ear. 

How he wanted to feel the softness of your skin. To run his fingertips over your velvetness. How he wanted to hold your nervous hands in his. How he wanted to look into your eyes. How he wanted to kiss you once to erase all the memories from last night, and then a thousand times more to create new ones. Good ones you both were proud and happy off. 

His eyes landed on your knees, and his jaw hardened. 

The scrapes from last night left your skin broken and red. 

“Does it hurt?” He asked, keeping his eyes on your knees. 

Your eyes snapped at him surprise. You didn’t know what he was talking about. Did he mean your heart? Why would he want to know? What to you say?

“No.” You lie, your voice barely above a whisper. 

Jaebum meets your gaze, but looks away instantly as if it burned him. 

“It looks like it would hurt,” He pointed to your knees this time as he got up. “I’ll go get the first aid.” 

You got up with him. You bit your nails into your palm. 

“It doesn’t hurt,” you told him, “but, if you want to, I’ll come to the bathroom with you.” 

Jaebum smiled at that. 

“Right,” he tried holding it back, but couldn’t. He shook his head at you. “You and your proper locations.”

Jaebum had learned a pet-peeve of yours was doing activities in places where they did not need to happen. For example, dressing wounds in the living room; especially where you both ate. It made sense, but your rigidness and physicial pain on your face made Jaebum find it more adorable than logical. 

Jaebum led you into the bathroom. You sat on the toilet after putting the cover down. 

He pulled out the box and turned towards you. 

“I can do it myself,” you held out your hand. You didn’t know if you could handle caring Jaebum. “I can reach it.”

Jaebum hesitated. And then he held out the box. 

Just as you were about to grab it he pulled it away. 

“Let me do this,” he said softly, as he bent down infront of you. “Let me do something for you.” 

“You do so much for me already,” you whispered, just as soft. You winced as Jaebum rubbed alcohol on the broken skin. 

Jaebum looked up at you, before blowing on your knees softly as he continued. 

He shook his head after as he reached for the ointment. 

“It’s not enough,” Jaebum said, his jaw hard but his words so faint it almost disappeared. “It’s nothing compared to what you do for me.”

You shook your head as you felt them begin to burn and water. 

“I’ve done nothing for you, Jaebum,” you told him, your voice harder, stronger making him stop and look at you. “I haven’t done a single thing for you. But you have. You’ve done so much for me. 

“You helped me. You reached out. You made me happy. You adopted a kitten because I asked. You let me cook and eat with you. You became my friend. You tried to help me at school. You cheered me up. You took care of me. You took me to my first party-” 

You stopped, and bit your lip at that. Jaebum looked away, and cast his eyes on the ground ashamed. 

“The point is,” you sighed as you put your hands on the sides of his face and turned him to look at you. “Im Jaebum, you have done so much for me. So don’t ever feel like that.” 

You felt Jaebum’s jaw harden, as removed himself from your hold. 

“But I hurt you.” 

“Jae,” you sighed. 

Jaebum angrily ripped out two bandages from its wrapper before placing them on your knees. 

“I hurt you. I made you cry.”

“Jaebum, I-” 

“It doesn’t matter what you say,” he cut you off curtly. “I hurt you, and no matter how many things you think I may have done for you; none of them can make up for the tears I’ve caused you.”

You stared at Jaebum as you sat unmoving. Your heart shivered as emotions ran vivid through your veins. Your mind with a million thoughts as you looked at Jaebum. Your felt your heart crack a little more as you took in his defeated stance. 

“Jaebum,” you whispered, as your hands gently fell onto your lap. Jaebum didn’t look at you. HIs hard eyes continue to be focused somewhere beyond the four walls of the bathroom. 

You weren’t really sure what to say to him. You didn’t know what to tell him that would erase his guilt, and take away last nights memory like a magical spell. You didn’t know what you could do to make this moment, and the moments to come worth more than the bad ones that haunting loomed over you both. 

“Jae,” you called again softer. Jaebum turned his head, his tortured gaze meeting your confused ones. You didn’t know what to feel. You didn’t know how to deal with your emotions from last night. You didn’t know how to balance your feelings against Jaebum’s guilt. Jaebum’s eyes reddened with anger; and your heart clenched. 

Jaebum was so angry with himself. He was beating himself so much. No matter what you said could take away what he felt. It would remain with him. It was more than just guilt, it was something you didn’t want to understand. It was something that frightened you. 

“Jaebum, tell me, and be honest,” you told him. Your hands clenched your skirts nervously. You wanted to hold his face, and look into his eyes and tell him it’s all going to be okay. That you would be okay, so he doesn’t need to feel this way. “Did you mean to hurt me?”

Jaebum’s took a sharp breath as his sharp eyes widened in surprise. 

“Did you do it to hurt me?” You asked. 

Jaebum shook his head. 

“No.” His voice was low and heavy, but it was certain. He didn’t do it to hurt you. 

“Was I on your mind when it happened?” You asked, and the image of her lips on Jaebum burned your mind. 

“No.” Jaebum shook his head, casting his head down. “There was nothing in my mind.”

Except her. Except lust.

“I didn’t even know it was happening. One moment she was telling me about her parent’s divorce and the next she was on top of me. Before I could do anything, you opened the door and saw everything.”

You froze. 

“I won’t lie to you. We used to do things back in the day. Maybe I gave her the wrong idea. I don’t know.” Jaebum sighed frustratedly. as he ran a hand through his dark locks. His jaw clenched as he looked pained. “I don’t know. I don’t know what to say.

“But all I know is that I would never do anything to hurt you. I would never do anything to hurt you if I can help you.”

You stared at Jaebum as his dark eyes looked into yours. The golden flakes in his dark brown eyes swirled as it glistened with desperateness as he peered into your eyes to make you understand. But he didn’t have to tell you. You knew he would never do anything to hurt you. 

You knew that much. You had just thought that him kissing her was something that didn’t relate to you; and thats why it hurt. Because you didn’t mean anything to him. Nothing more than a friend. 

But friends don’t do this. 

They don’t stare at eachother, begging for them to understand. Begging for them to not misunderstand. They don’t make eachother’s heart ache and race as Jaebum made yours. 

You casted your gaze down from his searching eyes. 

“Then it’s settled,” you lifted your eyes to meet his with a small smile. “What happened last night doesn’t matter. You didn’t mean it, and I well...” You cast your eyes away, as your cheeks tinted red. “It doesn’t affect me.” 

Jaebum nodded his head, falling back. But you could see something inside him sink at your words. You could see him falling down, deeper inside his head. You wanted to grab on to him. You wanted to hold him, and make him believe that it was all going to be okay. 

But you sat there. You didn’t know what anything of this meant. None of it meant sense to you. Not even your heart as it ached. It didn’t help that Jaebum didn’t kiss her. It didn’t matter that it was her who misunderstood things. It didn’t matter what Jaebum’s past or actions were. 

All that mattered was the now. The now where Jaebum was still not in love with you as much as you were in love with him. All that mattered that even in a small four walled room, it felt like there was a lifetime between you both. 

Jaebum could never love you, at least not in the way you did. The only thing you both had in common was that neither could let go of eachother. While your reason was laid out infront of the world, bleeding red as every beat of heart sang Jaebum’s name. Jaebum’s reason remained closed and hidden away from everyone. 

As Jaebum’s warm hands gently held your face, your body melted, but your heart tightened. As his lips softly touched your forhead, lingeringly, your heart ached. 

You didn’t know what all of this meant. 

#jaebum #jaebum angst #got7 #angst #fluff #chubby #bullying #jaedaddy #hope y'all like it #not edited #im jaebum #series #I have no idea what I wrote

[shhh-no-ones-home]

artistry (1/2) bucky barnes x reader

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part 1 part 2

therapy, and hatred for the same things; the beginning of a beautiful love story 😌

also sorry this is not any of the stories on the list i published a couple weeks ago. ive been submerged in the falcon and the winter soldier and really wanted to write more for Bucky so here's the beginning of that. i will be working on the other stories they just may take more time. but for now i hope you all enjoy the bucky content!

Song: never know by set it off

tag list: @cynic-spirit

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I stood, knees to the couch, arms folded over my chest, Studying the wall as best I could. God I fucking hated it. It was so polite and warm and inviting. Barf.

"Disturbing."

I grumbled, hearing soft footsteps against the carpet.

"Oh sorry, they told me to wait in here I didn't realize there was someone-"

I glanced over at him for a moment. He seemed like he wanted to leave but I'm sure he was curious what I was doing. I was staring at the wall behind the couch after all.

"It's kind of infuriating isn't it?"

I asked, looking over the pale greens and blues.

"Um, what is?"

He now seemed very confused. I nodded towards the mural.

"Sometimes when I look at this wall too long I can just imagine myself punching a hole in it."

I half laughed.

"I couldn't tell you how many times I've wanted to offer to paint over it."

I uncrossed my arms, side stepping the couch and touching the wall gently.

"I never really thought about it but it is kind of ugly isn't it?"

He sent me a smile and I couldn't help laughing more.

"Y/n."

I said offering my hand to shake.

"James."

"Firm grip ya got there James."

He rubbed his gloved hands together, looking to the floor as his smile faded.

"Thought I knew my own strength."

I kept the smile on, touching his shoulder gently.

"Hey, a firm grip isn't necessarily a bad thing. Besides, no harm no foul. I'm sure you put it to good use."

I winked at him and he seemed like he didn't know what to do again. Until he let out a nervous laugh.

"Right."

I nodded once, looking back over the wall and dropping my hand from him.

"I should probably get going, doc should be in soon and I wouldn't want to take away from your session."

I walked past him.

"It was nice to meet you James."

As I reached the door he cleared his throat.

"Hey y/n-"

He said quickly and I turned back around to face him. He was fiddling with his fingertips, pinching the leather of the black gloves.

"I uh, don't get out much but I was wondering if you'd like to get a drink. Maybe, talk about how you'd repaint this wall?"

He pointed to it haphazardly, a smile making its way back to his face. In that moment I couldn't help the one creeping it's way across my own lips. I nodded quickly.

"I'd like that a lot James, uh here, you can call or text me at this number and we can work something out."

As I spoke I reached into my bag and pulled out a business card that I probably hadn't used in too long. The edges were fraying and my occupation had changed but I handed it to him anyway. He held it between both hands and looked over it.

"Are you free tonight?"

He asked, hope behind his eyes. I pretended to think for a moment.

"Ya know what I think I am."

I said and his smile got wider.

"Meet me at the bar at the corner of tenth and Jefferson?"

I nodded slowly at his inquisition, backing up into the doorway and squeaking when my back hit the wood.

"Eight o'clock, don't be late."

I said, turning and almost running into Dr Raynor.

"Oh, sorry, uh have a good session."

I mumbled quickly, ducking past her.

"I'll see you tonight James."

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As I sat at the bar alone I began to doubt he was even coming. It was almost nine already and I was starting to think I was stupid for even waiting this long. Maybe I should go. Or maybe I should try to find someone else to talk to. The band was pretty good after all. I sighed and raised my finger to get the bartenders attention. when she turned around i opened my mouth-

"I'll have what she's having."

I heard, looking over to James with wide eyes as he sat beside me. He was wearing a navy blue leather jacket of some kind that exposed his left, metal, arm.

"You actually came."

I said surprised. He seemed almost ashamed.

"Sorry I'm late. My friend needed me and we got a little caught up. I was going to call but-"

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and the top was barely hanging onto the base by a wire. the flip phone kind of took me aback though. but it didnt matter, he showed up.

"It's okay, im just glad you actually came."

He let out a nervous laugh and took a sip of the drink the bartender had sat down.

"I was hoping you'd still wanna talk, even though I'm an hour late."

I nodded, looking over his face as he fully turned to me and my face fell.

"An hour late and bleeding."

I reached towards him and touched his temple gently. He winced at first.

"You wanna get out of here? I can get that fixed up; I only live about a block away."

I suggested and he nodded slowly.

"Uh yeah, I'd like that."

I paid the bartender and stood up, James following me outside. I inhaled deeply at the scent of rain as the sky darkened with clouds.

"So, something life-threatening happen on your way here?"

I asked, laughing a little as he looked to me.

"I'm kidding. Unless it did, in which case I'm glad you're okay."

He scratched the back of his neck, pacing slowly beside me.

"Good talk."

I said and he cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry I just, I don't do this often and I feel like I've already lost my chance with you."

I looked to him and drew my brows.

"would i have invited you to my house if you had?"

he shrugged, side nodding before tucking his hands into his pockets. i frowned when he didnt respond.

"look, james, i think I'll be the judge of whether or not youve lost your chance and right now I say you haven't. but you said you wanted to talk and there's not a whole lot of that going on."

He let out a nervous laugh.

"Why don't you tell me a little about yourself?"

I asked, slipping my right hand into his left elbow and he stopped. He looked down at our arms connected for a second and then I felt bad.

"Sorry, I just uh, figured it'd lighten the mood a bit. Sorry."

I pulled away and kept walking.

"Wait. No, it's just-"

I looked back at him and watched as he opened and closed his hand a few times.

"I don't really associate good things with it so it took me off guard a little bit. You can, uh, you can hold my hand if you want. That's fine."

He stepped closer to me and took my hand in his. I smiled at him and nodded.

"Thanks, I guess I just wasn't really thinking."

We kept walking.

"It doesn't bother you?"

He asked and I shrugged.

"Why would it bother me?"

There was a long silence as we rounded the street corner.

"I don't know."

He said softly.

"Uh, we're here."

I said, letting go of his hand and walking up the stairs to unlock my front door, looking to him as he looked over it. when i offered for him to come inside he hesitated for a moment but followed me in anyway.

"here you can sit here, let me get a look at where this blood is coming from."

he watched as i pulled the stool out form under my breakfast bar and i felt more nervous than before. it had suddenly occurred to me that we would be getting much closer and that led to some pretty self-conscious thoughts. but who was i kidding? he bared himself to me already, why should i be scared?

i inhaled deeply as he sat, moving to turn another light on so i could see better. i moved back over to stand between his legs, touching his jaw lightly and tilting his head down. he kept his eyes on me as i touched the wound gently, hearing his breathing hitch in the back of his throat before i let go to get a cold wash rag.

"so, you wanna tell me what happened?"

i asked, trying to lighten the mood as i came back and began wiping the dried blood away from the cut at his hairline. my finger tips were at his chin and he seemed more relaxed now.

"i was helping a friend."

he repeated like before. i nodded once.

"you live a dangerous life don't you James?"

he looked up at me with innocent eyes.

"bucky."

he said and i raised a brow.

"bucky?"

"thats what my friends call me."

i nodded once.

"are you calling me a friend?"

i asked and he finally cracked a smile.

"if you want to be."

he said and i let out a short laugh.

"and if i dont?"

his smile began to fade and he cleared his throat. i looked to the ceiling for a moment before leaning down and kissing his cheek gently.

"thats not what i meant bucky."

when he looked back up at me he seemed so lost, like this was a new type of kindness. part of my heart broke thinking about what could have happened to lead him here.

"what do you say we call this a trial run? we can take a weekend sometime and maybe go to the art museum down the street, get pizza for lunch, and just have a good time."

he seemed like he was still trying to study me as i put the wash rag on the counter and wiped my wet hands on my jeans.

"no blood, no confusion, just two people having a good time."

i held my hand out for him to shake. he nodded slowly, the smile barely there as he reached for it.

"i think id like that y/n. i think id like that a lot."

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Harry potter and the set of trigger words part 1 (..harry potter...duh.)

A odd fact not known to many, as it turned out your normal run of the mill wizard was actually quite easier to put under trance and implant key words even with only a basic knowledge of hypnotism.  This would be a fact Harry discovered to his delight having gotten interested in it over the course of a summer and trying it out for fun on the train ride to Hogwarts. Of course with him using it on his friend the triggers were just harmless ones, like every time Ron would hear a five sharp knocks on a door he'd bark like a dog, Or Hermione becoming a stereotype ditz if she was offered bubble gum till the flavor ran out. He also quickly removed said trigger once they got to the school and erased the memory of the act of them ever being in place. However, encouraged by the success of his little experiment, Harry would slowly work his way up with more and more amusing/twisted triggers on students he wasn't all that fond of till he came up with the perfect set for one blond haired prat: Draco Malfoy. Getting the blond twat monkey alone to work his mojo hadn't of been easy, but once it was done and Harry had removed the memory of the triggers even being place, it was time to sit back and have some fun.  Still Harry tried to at least be semi fair about it, and promised himself to only use his new found powers if Draco was being a true and utter pain in the backside. which, again, this was Draco we were talking about, only took all of a day from the planting.

"ugh, did somebody cut the cheese?" Draco asked, walking into the dinning area and moving pass Harry, Ron and Hermione. He paused and then leaned down, taking a over the top sniff of Ron and then held his nose. "oh guess not, it's just a weasley!" He said and laughed, prompting his two loyal thugs to laugh with him even if the dim look on their faces meant they didn't get the joke. "really? reduced to making fart jokes Draco?" Hermione asked and rolled her eyes, moving in a bit closer to Ron and then wrinkling her own nose. the red head had skipped a shower after practice that day and well, did smell a bit ripe. "Ha! See? even you think he stinks!" Draco crowed and hooted with laughter. "You know Draco, it's not nice to tease others. Ron will smell fine once he gets a shower in but YOU'LL always just be a 'dirty boy'" Harry said, sipping some pumpkin juice and smirking. "Really? thats the best..you..got..?" Draco scoffed back but suddenly he felt weird and found himself starting to pop a squat. "ah..what are you doing?" Crab asked. Draco went to answer with his mouth, but a blast of ass gas from his rear handled the reply for him and then as his thugs looked on in disbelief and Hermione and Ron and Harry looked on with amusement, the back of Draco's jeans started to puff out as a horrid stench filled the area. "Is he crapping himself?" Ron asked, laughing and pinching his nose shut. "N-No! I'm not a stinky baby pants pooper!" Draco whined and then even as he was clearly fighting himself, he popped his thumb into his mouth and started to suckle on it as he kept destroying the seat of his pants. "I guess Draco's jealous of Ron's stink and wants to top it~ 'Isn't that right baby Draco?'" Harry asked. Hermione was moving back to the other side of the table where the air was a little fresher but had to turn and watch in amusement as now only did the teary eyed blond nod his head up and down, helpless to refuse the command but he also lisped around his thumb making drool run down. "Yesh 'arry. Ous wight." Draco whimpered and as he finished with the back of his pants, he closed his eyes and relaxed his bladder soaking the front. "Gah watch it!" Ron cried up, jumping up on the table before the smelly puddle the blond was making could reach him. Crab and Goyle had like wise stepped back away from Draco in part to avoid the puddle and the smell and to avoid being seen as besties with the pants pooping dork. Harry had been about to unleash his next command but instead decided to call off the torment for the moment as a certain raven haired potions master was storming towards Draco and did NOT look pleased. "Head's up stinky boy, your uncles coming." Harry advised and leaned back, casually munching on a slice of pie. 'dinner and a show..never a dull moment at Hogwarts.' he thought. Sadly it wasn't much of a show as Snape just wordlessly took Draco by the ear and led him off, taking the time to turn around and use a spell to clean up the mess the blond had left behind. "heh, I'd like to be a fly on the wall for that conversation." Ron mused. "Which the smell coming off of him flies wouldn't look out of place either." Hermione giggled, and that set them all off laughing.

it wasn't till they were in the relative quiet of the dorm room (a glare from Snape had sent the few slytherin's who had been sitting in the common room scampering off) That Snape finally spoke up to the blushing and ashamed Draco. "I thought you were done with this childish behavior after we had that talk during the summer young man." Snape said. "I..I wasn't doing it on purpose! Someone muse of cursed me or something!" Draco whined pathetically. this couldn't of been worse for the blond, his body just betraying him like that after that summer while Uncle Snape had been visiting he'd caught Draco purposely soiling himself and bouncing in it! "Considering you've been with your friends all day and no one took out a wand in the dinning room, I think that's highly unlikely." Snape said dryly. "Do you remember what I told you before?" Draco started to full on bawl and rub at his eyes, which combined with his soiled garments made him look like a over sized toddler. "T-That if you caught me messing m-myself like a little boy again y-you'd dress me to fit the role.." Draco sobbed. "Please! I'm telling you, it wasn't on purpose! give me anther chance!!" "It's against my better judgement to do so..but I also don't wanna be the uncle of the only nappy lad waddling around the school. there will be NO more chances though young man, do I make myself clear?" Snape asked. If Draco hadn't of already let all of his wee out in the dinning room, he would of soaked his pants here at the tone of his uncles voice and hiccuped and nodded. "Oh for heavens sake.." Snape sighed and waved his wand, a oversized green soother popping into Draco's mouth and the poor lad found himself forced to suckle on it. he couldn't even seem to tug it out of his mouth and whimpered and pointed at it, looking at his Uncle. "It'll come out once you get cleaned up. and after you're clean, strait to bed. no supper for pants pooper's." Snape said and then walked over, leaving the confused and ashamed boy the less then pleasant task of cleaning up. 'I just know Potters behind this somehow..' Draco thought and due to the heavy load in his seat, he was forced to waddle to the bathroom to clean up. the only saving grace of everything was that Draco was so tiny downstairs his uncle had never been able to notice that despite how ashamed and humiliated he was, Draco was rock hard.

word of Draco's accident spread like wild fire though the school and even though the teachers tried to encourage a forgive and forget policy Draco had simply made too many enemies in the school and was forced to endure multiple taunts, and worse, well meaning teachers calling him up to their desks several times a class and asking if he needed to use the rest room. the consent teasing had a effect of making Draco keep his fat mouth shut for a change and true to his earlier self promise Harry left him alone, though lord knows he longed to test the rumor he'd heard that Snape was prepared to put Draco back in nappies should he have anther accident.

At dinner that evening Harry noticed that Draco was sitting alone, other students had bunched in together as close as possible just to avoid being near him 'in case he went off' again. Feeling a tiny bit of guilt Harry, after clearing it with Ron and Hermione, got up to go and invite the poor git to sit with them. Draco was munching slowly on a piece of bread, resting his head on a fist and staring off with a million mile stare when Harry got his attention. "Hey Draco, I wa-" Harry started but was cut off as Draco yelped and jumped, snapped out of his daze. this got more laughs from the other students and Draco fumed and blushed as he glared at harry. "What do YOU want?" he huffed. "I was wondering if you wanted to come over and sit with me and my friends..you look a little lonely." Harry said, forcing down the urge to make Draco disgrace himself. the blond HAD had a rough day after all. "Do you really think I've sunk THAT low I'll take your pity just like that potter?" Draco huffed and leaned forward. "I don't know how, but I know for a FACT that somehow you were behind what happened yesterday. So thank you, fuck you." and Draco tossed the rest of the bread in his hand at Harry's head. "BYE!" eye twitching Harry clenched a fist and for a second thought of taking a swing at the brat, but again cooler heads prevailed because to be honest, Draco had EVERY right to be pissed with Harry and was on the nose. Still, he couldn't just let that go away totally unpunished and snorted. "Fine whatever. 'Why don't you just sit her and sulk while you suck on your thumb!'" Harry said and turned to leave, knowing even without the laughter that started up that Draco had just started to nurse on his thumb like a pouty toddler. the thumb sucking command would only last for 5 minutes but it was enough to get even more laughter directed Draco's way and a look of disdain from Snape. by the time he was able to free his thumb for his needy mouth Draco would have a extra nick name to go with Potty pants Malfoy: Sucky baby Draco.

with what happened in the dining room proving to Draco for sure that Harry had SOME form of a hold over him, he had planned to go over all the books and scrolls available in the common room to try and figure it out. He was willing to pull a all nighter if that's what it took. However the other slytherin's had other plans. "oi, isn't it past little thumb suckers bed time? it's going on 7:30 after all." Crab asked, blocking his path to the book shelf and smirking. "Bugger off, you know I can keep later hours." Draco said and and went to move around him. "you know.." Pansy said in her smug voice. "I heard that if widdle Draco her makes anther mess in his undies, it's back to nappies for the wholllle year~" Draco gulped and paled a little, noting how Goyle was coming up behind him now and back stepped away for his clearly ex thugs and friends. "I..I mean..G-guys c-come on.." Draco whimpered, realizing just how out classed he was in a physical fight have like a doofus having forgot his wand in his room. "So it IS true!" Pansy said and let out a shrill laugh. "I think you should just get it over with BABY Draco. Snape's coming back any time now and can see you in all your smelly glory again." Crab chuckled. "I..Uh..I don't even have to.." Draco mewed and held up his hands. "oh, you need help  disgracing yourself? All you had to do was ask." Goyle said and unleashed a powerful gut punch that sent spit flying out of Draco's mouth and sank him down to his knees holding his gut, looking up at a sneering Goyle who added. "what are friends for?" the fear had been working his bladder like crazy and Draco had had maybe one too many drinks of milk at dinner because the force of the blow had his poor bladder unleash and for the second in for the second night in a row, he started to flood his pants. "Hahahaha the baby is wetting himself!" Pansy laughed then turned to see Snape standing there. "Professor! you're just in time! Draco wet himself! are you gonna put him in nappies now?" Draco was sniffling and tears welling up in his eyes as he turned to look at his uncle, who strolled over with a look of anger on his face and taking out his wand. "U-Uncle Snape Please I-" Draco started, but then Goyle, Pansy and Crab suddenly turned upside down and were floating in the air, "How utterly stupid do you three believe me to be to think that you could fool me like that?" Snape asked in a quiet voice full of rage. "even if I hadn't of been standing there and seen the last little bit of that, you really think I wouldn't of found the bruise?" he added and started to move his wand up and down shaking the three bullies and making them knock together before dropping them in a heap on the ground. "W-We're sorry!" Yelped Goyle, who was the first to scrabble to his feet. "Won't happen again!" Crab added getting up. "Totally hands off!" Pansy finished and got to her feet. "Oh no, you'll be hands on. If ANYONE else threatens Draco with physical violence, or worse..carries it out, it'll be YOU three I blame and come after. so it's in your best interest to make he stays relatively safe. That said, a little verbal humiliation will do him good, but Hand.Off. Do I make myself clear or do you need anther demonstration?" the three got the point and scrambled off and as Snape went to turn to Draco he got the soaked and smelly boy glomping his waist and whimpering out thanks, getting snot on him. "thank you thank you thank you!" '...I'm getting soft in my old age.' Snape thought dryly and ruffled the boys hair and then lead the way to the bathrooms to get him cleaned up.

[pinkykitten]

Youth

IT chapter 2

Ben Hanscom x female! reader

Warning: none

Specifics: fluff, comedy, romance, one-shot, race neutral reader, terrible title

People: ben hanscom 

Words: 1,024

Requested: By anon sweetheart, i was wondering if you'll agree to write about grown-up Ben Hanscom and reader, maybe something like the reader never knew Ben as a kid, but now they're friends (with secret crushes on each other) and he's afraid to show her any childish photos of him cause he's still ashamed of himself as a kid, and then the reader reassures him and upon that they finally confess their feelings... thank you in advance, if you're not interested that's fine! have a nice day anyway :)

Authors Note: phew its been a while. was kinda rusty but im happy to be writing again. im dealing w my life rn but i am trying to make changes that i wanted with my blog concerning my writing. there are going to be changes and im trying to make things clear for you guys and kinda sort them out thats why i havent opened up request. once i get everything situated then i will open request. ty guys for still sticking w me and my nonsense and ty for being patient. you guys r amazing! 

You shook your umbrella a bit. Noticing droplets of water splattering everywhere at Ben’s front door. You were anxious and tense. You had known Ben now for months and saw him as someone you could depend on and trust. When he had asked for you to meet him at his house for dinner you were curious. What would you to speak of? You were asking yourself this question because recently you saw Ben in a different light. You noticed the way he smiled at you. How he would open the door for you and carry your stuff. Little things made you fall more and more in love with Ben. But what if he didn’t see you that way? Maybe it was wrong for you to come to this dinner. As your thoughts bombarded your mind the front door opened. 

“Hello y/n,” Ben said merrily already ushering you inside. 

“Hi. Guess the forecast was wrong,” you pointed up to the sky. 

Ben chuckled, “I’m sorry for making you come out here in the rain. I hope you didn’t get too wet.”

You gulped, “no I had an umbrella and you know for you I would come in rain, hail, snow, falling meteoroids, you’re my guy.” You walked inside as Ben closed the elegant door behind you. “Your house is always so beautiful.” You looked up to see chandeliers and voice controlled items. 

“May I have your coat m’lady?”

You shrugged off your rain coat handing it to him.

“Its okay. Its all fun in the beginning but then when you walk around this empty house by yourself each day, its gets pretty lonesome. Its true what they say money is fun for a minute but then reality starts breaking in and you just wish things were different.”

Your gentle hand found its way on his broad shoulder, “you know I’ll always be here for you. I’ll never leave you.”

Ben smiled, “drink?”

“Of course!”

Sharing drinks and a meal with Ben was so comforting. For a minute you imagined that you and Ben were a married couple just to fill your vacant heart. 

Laughter filled his home as you two got started on talking about childhood. You were explaining how you got your head stuck in a fish bowl and Ben was cackling uncontrollably. 

“...so then I had to go to the ER and there they managed to take it off and I got a real scolding when I got home.”

“Oh you poor thing,” Ben wiped his eyes from the laughter. 

“This is what I looked like.” You scrolled through your phone to show Ben a picture of you young. 

“That’s you? You were a doll! You were freaking adorable.”

“No, no, no I wasn’t. I looked like a child that was too full of energy. What about you? What did you look like?”

Ben’s hands suddenly became sweaty and he became nervous. His leg was bouncing up and down. He never wanted to show you what he looked like young, it was embarrassing. 

“Oh I don’t think I have a picture of me young.” He grabbed your empty drink and his to put it in the sink. 

You raised your brow, “really? Then whats this then.” You snatched from under the coffee table a book filled with his photos. 

“No don’t look at that,” Ben sprinted as he jumped over the couch. “Please y/n, give me that.”

“You want this?” You lifted the book in the air. “Come and get it.” Running as fast as you could you circled the island in the kitchen. It was exhilarating being chased by Ben. He was a tall guy and he took big steps to get to you. This made you want to see the pictures more. You ran and ran and ran until finally Ben tackled you in the living room. The book was kept trapped in your arms and Ben knew only one way to get you to let go. He tickled under your arm. You busted out laughing away. 

“Aghh Ben!” You couldn’t take it anymore and threw his book far on the carpet. He was caught off guard as you rolled from underneath while he was distracted and got to the book, opening it wide. 

“No,” Ben sat as he watched you look at his most embarrassing pictures. His face was red. He groaned as he saw you taking your time. 

You knew why he was shy but you couldn’t understand how he could hate himself. He was adorable and had that smile you fell in love with. He was a kind kid. Your fingers traced over a picture of him smiling. This was your Ben. 

“Oh my God I can’t believe you’re looking at these pictures now. I haven’t shown those to anyone.”

You smiled as you turned around, “Ben you were beautiful.”

Ben was shocked. Usually women would make fun but not you. “What do you mean?”

“I can’t see why you were embarrassed. This is you as a child. You were adventurous and probably so smart. You were very adorable.”

“I was fat that’s what I was.”

“And to be honest if you didn’t lose the weight I would still love you the same.”

The whole room went quiet. 

You noticed what you said and now you were the one embarrassed. You fanned yourself as you sat on the couch. “Did I say that? What I meant to say was you would still be an incredible person. I mean I would still like you. Gosh that doesn’t sound any better. I meant to say was-”

Ben smirked at seeing you so flustered and sat in front of you. He saw you kept going on and on and met your lips in a kiss. At first you were surprised at the kiss, wanting this for so long. Eventually you deepened it. Your hand wrapping around his thick neck. You jumped on his lap and he carried you so you would lay on top of him on the couch. 

He broke the kiss, “did you mean it? What you said?”

You nuzzled your nose against his, “I did. Every last word.”

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[ad1thi]

take a page out of my book

@imposter-human am providing you with fluffy bookshop au now because i have majOR angst coming up *finger guns*

--

The bell above the door jingles, and Toni looks up from the book she's reading

The man standing near the door is gorgeous; crystal blue eyes, clearly well built and hair that's loosely tied at the nape of his neck

He's gorgeous, but thats not what Tony notices (much anyway)

The first thing Toni notices, is the tension in his neck. He's holding himself taunt like a string; as if his flight or fight's been triggered and he's not sure which he's leaning towards

Pushing her glasses up, Toni slips out from behind the counter and gives the man her most non-threatening smile, "Hi! Welcome to Stark Scrolls, how can I help?"

The man's eyes flick to her, assessing but he says nothing

There's a couple of beats where Tony rocks back and forth on her heels; before the silence becomes too much and she tries again, "Are you looking for something specific? Action, comedy, maybe some romance to keep you company at night?"

The man flushes, but says nothing. There's a slight slump in his shoulders though, so Tony thinks she's getting through

"We've got all sorts of romances, but if you come this way- I can show you the truly racy ones. We cover them in newspaper because their patrons seem ashamed of carrying them out in public"

She starts walking slowly, smiling when the man follows her, "See me- I read them unabashedly at the counter while I'm passing time. No point in pretending like I'm not right?"

They reach the book counter that Toni's looking for, and she starts rifling through books, "I'll give you a couple of my favourites; and you can tell me which ones you like"

She holds up the first cover, "We've got this brilliant lesbian pirate romance, which I tried to continuously get my previous girlfriend to roleplay," she grimaces, "I think you can guess why it ended"

He dutifully takes the book, but his eyes don't leave her. He still says nothing, and well, Rhodey always like to tell Toni that she's obsessed with the sound of her own voice anyway

"Now this," she says- passing over a thin book with a black cover, "this was an absolute hit with Ty. Ty's another one of my exes by the way"

She flips through the book, until she finds what she's looking for, "This part particularly was a fan favourite," she winks at him, "tried and tested; and I definitely approve"

He tilts his head at her, but doesn't say anything. Toni pulls at the third book, but he doesn't take it- and after a couple of seconds she puts it back and claps her hands

"Right so I think you're all set!" she takes the books from him gingerly, "I'll just uh- go to the counter and ring you up?"

--

He's back a couple of days later, in a leather jacket that looks like its seen better days but fits him like a glove

Because Toni has no boundaries, she wiggles her eyebrows at him, "I take it you enjoyed your reading"

She leans forward conspiratorially, "Tell me, which did you like better?"

"Was it the lesbian pirates? Its generally the lesbian pirates"

She's out of the counter and almost towards the book section when she hears him say, "Can you - can you really bend like that?"

She turns around so she's facing him, "He speaks!"

"I'm Toni, I'm uh- not sure that I said that the last time you visited"

"He shakes his head, "you didn't. I'm James," he holds up a book, "can you- can you really bend like that?"

Toni moves closer to see the cover, grinning smugly when she realises what he's talking about

There's a slight tinge of red on his cheeks, so she's pretty impressed he had the balls to ask

Plus, he's hot, which is why she takes a chance and says, "Maybe if you play your cards right you'll figure out"

--

James is a frequent visitor after that

He doesn't always get the harlequinn romances, but he's clearly a fan

Every visit that James musters up the courage to speak to her, she takes it as a win

"Are there um," she watches as he works around his throat, "are there any more of these that you've uh, personally tested?"

He says the last bit softly, like he's embarrassed to be asking her; so she takes pity on him and reaches of one of her favourites

"This," she says, clapping the book lightly, "makes 50 shades look mild. I've haven't done all of it, mind you- but it definitely kept college interesting"

He looks at the cover curiously and flushes beet red, looking up at her with wild eyes

"I don't uh," James stutters, "I don't wanna hurt you"

When he's particularly flushed, James has a brooklyn twang that comes out. Toni's particularly fond of it

"I'll find something else," she says, pushing it back in, "but fair warning - I enjoy a bit of pain"

James is red the entire way back to the counter, but he comes in again the next day so Toni thinks she's doing okay

--

The problem is, that initially Toni gave him the books to watch him blush, and because it seemed to get a reaction out of him

Then she went and got feelings for him, like a dumbass

And now its a struggle to hand him books without vividly thinking of her and James in the place of the nameless protagonists

He still comes in every few days, and she's had to place an order for more books- but it's been six months and he doesn't seem any more interested than he was in the beginning

Toni on the other hand, is about 2 steps away from setting up a pinterest board for their wedding

Its hopelessly pathetic, which is why when she sees him coming down the street she does the mature thing and forces Rhodey, who's visiting her on his leave to take over while she ducks behind the counter

"Wha - Toni!" Rhodey hisses as she pushes his legs off the counter and ducks down; but there's not much he can do because the bell has chimed and that means that James is here

"Stark Scrolls how may I help you?" Rhodey says with possibly the fakest smile Toni's ever seen; but she stuffs her fist in her mouth and focuses on staying quiet

"There's um- " James hesitates, "there's usually a girl behind the counter? Toni?"

"She's just stepped out on her break I'm afraid," Rhodey says after Toni pinches his leg, wincing, "but is there anything I can do for you Mr -?"

"Barnes. James Barnes. This is uh, this is just fucking great"

Something's pushed on the table, and Rhodey starts kicking her but Toni just pulls at his leg hair and he stops

"Is everything alright Mr Barnes?" Rhodey says, and even from her odd angle Toni can see the glint in his eyes that meant he was up to something

"Yeah its just, you probably don't wanna hear it but I really like her, the girl"

"Toni," Rhodey prompts; and her eyes go wide

"Yeah Toni," James chuckles, "and I had this whole plan to ask her out and thats what the flowers were for - "

"You got me flowers?" Toni stands up so quickly that she hits her head on the counter, "Ow fuck!"

She rubs her head gingerly, "You got me flowers?"

James is just looking at her, gaping and Toni's cheeks flame

Rhodey, because he's the best person in the whole world steps in, "As you can see, she's back from her break. So its time for me to take mine," he taps her on the shoulder lightly, "I'll be just outside Tones"

"Why were you uh-" James starts once Rhodey leaves, "why were you behind the counter?"

"Its a long story," Toni says; looking down to see a bouquet on the counter

She points at it, "Those are for me?"

James rubs the back of his neck, "Yeah. I had this whole speech prepared and I was gonna give you the flowers and ask you to dinn -"

"Yes!" Toni says way too loudly, before sheepishly lowering her voice, "to dinner, yes"

James smiles at that, "I've haven't gotten around to asking you yet"

"Well, when you do, I'll say yes"

"Thats good to know"

There's a beat and then James gestures to the door behind him, "So you and that guy? Nothing there?"

Toni just stares at James, who adds helpfully, "the black guy who just walked out"

"Me and Rhodey? No nope never"

"We're just friends"

James nods, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans, "Good to know"

He looks pretty fucking cute, standing here in a henley and jeans; shyly looking at her

Which is why Toni leans up; hooks her fingers into the collar of his henley- and tugs

He follows instantly, and she has to get on her toes to make the last couple of inches and press her lips to his, running her tongue against his bottom lip until he sighs and opens his mouth

His hands leave his pockets to cup her face, and her free hand cradles his jaw

"So," he whispers when they break for air, "shall i pick you up at six? When do you get off?"

"Oh I own this store," Toni says; leaning back and chuckling when he follows, "I can close up right now"

"Now's good,"James says and pulls her back in for another kiss

Fin

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[horansqueen]

AM Conversations : chapter 23

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21 || CHAPTER 22

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -4.8k. -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

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- a bit longer and i do feel like its awk but thats how its meant to be. i mean the first part with Harry is supposed to be awk a bit and the second part is supposed to be slightly heartbreaking.

- thanks for being patient btw! i work a lot these days and will work even more in the next few weeks (until halloween) so i may not update as often as i’d like. :(

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Chapter 23 : Her chapter

OLIVIA

Harry drove me home in silence after I gave him my address. I thought he'd propose to go to his place but I remembered that Harry was used to move around and that he was sleeping on people's couches for a while a few years ago. It made me even more curious about him and I realized that Harry was a complex person and that he was special. It made me want to get to know him better.

When we got to my place, he parked and I unbuckled my seat belt before turning to look at him.

"I don't want to talk about it." I just let out low enough to be sure my voice wouldn't be shaking.

He turned his head my way and sent me a fond smile. I held my breath as his eyes roamed on my face and back in my eyes.

"I know."

His voice was soft, understanding, almost resigned. I reached for his hand on his thigh and squeezed his fingers. I was mad at Niall, hurt by his lie, and I wanted to think about something else, spend time with someone else.

"Do you... want to come in?" I asked, shrugging only one shoulder. "Spend the night, maybe?"

He looked surprised and then a bit taken aback but he finally raised his eyebrows at me, holding my hand tighter. His fingers were warm and I couldn't help but realize what I had just proposed but the truth was, I wanted it. I couldn't pretend it wasn't to take my mind off Niall but I didn't do it to spite him.

"Are you sure that it's what you want?" he breathed gently, bending down closer to me.

My eyes dropped to his lips as mine parted.

"Fuck yes I am." I whispered back, making him smirk and then chuckle. "I've been ready for a while."

The few times something sexual had happened between Harry and I, it was incredible. I couldn't lie, those orgasms were amazing and needed, and even when he was the one getting pleasure, I was getting something out of it. The satisfaction to know I was the one making him feel like that was almost as good as the orgasms he gave me.

"I'm pretty sure it's my turn to pay you back." I added as my lips curled.

He kept silent for a few seconds, a smile still on his lips, and I tilted my head, waiting for his reaction.

"Not tonight. Maybe next time." he pointed out, making my heart skip a beat. "Tonight I just..."

He brought two of his fingers on one of my shoulders and let them slide down on the front of my shirt, between my breasts, as his eyes dropped.

"Tonight I just want to feel myself inside you." he continued, looking up to stare in my eyes. "Only if you want to."

He took his fingers back and I suddenly realized I had stopped breathing. My whole body started throbbing and I just swallowed hard, licking my lips. I couldn't hide that I was nervous but I was even more excited and that feeling clearly won over the other. He had seen me naked already, which was probably what I had feared the most, and I couldn't hide that it still scared me. I tried to tell myself that if he hadn't liked what he had seen before, he wouldn't ask for more, right?

"You know I do."

We smiled at each other and he finally followed me inside. I was a bit ashamed of where I lived since I knew what kind of house Harry had while I lived in a 5 rooms apartment but when I opened the door, the familiar scent reached my nose and I sighed low. I didn't know if it was relief or well-being but either way, it felt good to be back. I hadn't stepped foot in my place for months and although I enjoyed spending time at Niall's, all my stuff was here and it made it my special place.

I let my purse fall next to the couch and turned around swiftly to face Harry. I didn't dare turning the lights on but I could see his face perfectly with the lights from outside.

"I had a good time, it was a nice date." I pointed out in a whisper as his hands reached for my waist.

I ran my tongue on my bottom lip before biting it gently. He took an other step closer and I could feel the warmth from his body emanating against mine as my whole body started throbbing again. I brought my hands to the bottom of my shirt but he shook his head slowly.

"No, please, let me."

I gave in and nodded, moving my arms up as he grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. His hands reached to my skirt and he pulled on it as I stood in front of him, motionless. It took me a few seconds but I finally stepped out of my skirt, moving back and extending my hand to him. I was only in my underwear in front of him while he was still completely dressed but he reached for the back of his shirt to take it off, letting it fall next to mine on the floor. He took my hand and I walked back until my room. I knew this apartment by heart and I didn't hit anything even if i was walking backwards and in the dark. My room was even darker but I blinked a few times, trying to get used to the darkness. I searched for Harry's pants, fumbling to find his zipper with one hand as the other pressed against his cock.

I never thought I'd be surprised by a guy's dick but I had to admit that Harry's was bigger than any other man's I had been with. I knew it sounded weird but it made me even more nervous until I felt his parted lips press against mine. His fingers reached for the straps of my bra, moving them down gently. His fingertips brushed against my shoulder and it made me moan in his mouth.

"I feel like I haven't fucked in a decade." I whispered, feeling his lips curl at my words.

"Me too."

I knew that he had had opportunities and I was scared that he would be disappointed after having sex with me. Maybe he was going to regret not going out more during the tour to meet people. Maybe he was going to realize the wait wasn't worth it. I tried to push that thought away and unzipped his pants, trying to push them down quickly. One of his hands reached for mine and squeezed them gently.

"No rush, okay?"

His warm breath weirdly made me shiver as I nodded slowly. He pulled his pants down and I reached over his boxers to rub my hand gently against his cock, making him groan.

"I've been thinking about your hands on me constantly after that time in the woods."

I chuckled against his lips and closed my eyes as I pulled his boxers down. Knowing that Harry Styles had enjoyed the hand job I gave him to the point of thinking about it continuously was risible, almost absurd, but I knew he was sincere and it made my heart skip a beat.

His hand slipped in my panties and I held my breath as two of his fingers slid on my clit before slipping inside me, making me whimper despite myself. One of my hand grabbed his dick hard, pressing my fingers on it, while my other hand gripped his hair.

"I could get addicted to this." I admitted in a murmur.

I thought he'd smirk again or laugh but he only pushed his fingers deeper and I pushed on his head to kiss him more.

"Yea?" he breathed in-between kisses. "I hope you do."

Slowly, he took his hand away and bent down, bringing my panties with him. When he moved up again, his hands ran against my legs and up my waist and arms until he cupped my face. As I always do when I stand naked in front of someone, I started getting self-conscious but Harry just kissed me, brushing his lips on my jaw and down my neck.

"I love your body."

My first thought was that he was lying but when his arms slithered around me, I tried to only focus on the way his fingers unclasped my bra. It fell between us on the floor and both his hands reached for my breasts. His thumbs rubbed against my nipples and I felt them get hard suddenly at his touch.

"You wanna lay down?"

It took me half a second and I was laying on the bed, watching him pull his boxers all the way down. He moved locks of his hair behind his ears and I realized how gorgeous he was, standing naked in front of me, only illuminated by the lights from the street. I was excited, horny, and I wanted him, but I couldn't help but feel like something was not right, like I didn't belong here with him. I didn't want to think about Niall at this specific moment but I did and I had to swallow hard to make sure I wouldn't tear up.

As if on cue, I heard the sound of my cellphone coming from the living room, in my purse, and I knew it was Niall. Ironically, the ringtone I had picked for him was a mix of different parts of One Direction songs that he had solos and when Harry moved on top of me, I could hear Niall's voice sing the first part of 'Olivia'. I tried not to think about it but I heard it all and held my breath, unable to focus on Harry's touch.

"Remember the day we were giving up When you told me I didn't give you enough And all of your friends were saying I'd be leaving you She's lying in bed with my t-shirt on Just thinking how I went about it wrong This isn't the stain of a red wine, I'm bleeding love

Please believe me, don't you see The things you mean to me? Oh I love you, I love you I love, I love, I love Olivia."

My phone stopped ringing immediately after and I tried to remember if Niall was aware of my ringtone or not. He couldn't have done that on purpose, right?

"Liv, are you okay?"

I got out of my thoughts and my eyes roamed on Harry's face close to mine. I moved my knees up and my heart skipped a beat when I felt his now hard cock press between my legs.

"Please Harry, fuck me."

I knew it was wrong to ask him that right after thinking about my best friend but I couldn't help myself. I wanted Harry, there was no doubt about it, but if he could take my mind off of Niall for a while and fuck my pain away, it was simply a bonus.

"I thought you'd want.."

"No." I answered gently, shaking my head. "Just fuck me."

I didn't want to take my time. I didn't want to go slow and I didn't want to 'make love'. I wanted him inside me, I wanted a few orgasms, I wanted to hear him moan and feel his lips on my skin. He moved his hips closer to me and I spread my legs more, feeling the tip of his cock slip inside me. I dug my nails in the skin of his upper arms but his expression didn't even change. He simply moved closer again, his eyes roaming on my face as my lips parted and my eyes got bigger. It took half a minute to feel him completely inside me and the feeling was so amazing that I could feel myself throb around him.

"Oh my god." I breathed out before his lips reached mine again.

I knew I needed that but I had no idea just how bad until that moment. I loved how he seemed in total control of everything and he started moving in and out of me so slowly I started shaking beneath him. I squirmed a bit, trying to feel him deeper inside me and he finally gave in and started moving harder and quicker over me, his tongue slipping in my mouth as I moaned and panted. I knew I wouldn't last long and the way he stared at me as if he was waiting to watch me cum made me even hornier.

"Harry, i'm gonna cum."

I felt his lips reach for my neck, trailing small kisses on my skin and making a shiver cross my whole body as an orgasm reached me.

"Cum, I want to feel you."

I suddenly felt dizzy, my body quivering under his as he kept fucking me, going steadily and thrusting deep and hard inside me while still going slowly. I didn't know how he did it but I had never fucked that way before. My orgasm spread inside me and I moaned louder than intended, my eyes fluttering close. It was surprising that I came that hard, especially from the missionary, but I was not sure if it was due to my lack of orgasms recently or because of the way Harry made me feel. Either way, it was worth it and when I opened my eyes again, he was looking at me with a small smile but he had stopped moving.

We remained silent and I couldn't help but feel a bit awkward now that I came. I thought Harry would be more vocal, I thought he had a dirtier mouth, and it was surprising to find out the kind of person he was in bed. It was almost intimidating how in control he was and how much power he seemed to have both over me and himself. Last time, in the woods, he had cursed a few times and it made me wonder if he was holding everything in this time.

"I really want you to cum." I whispered, biting my bottom lip. "All over me."

He looked shock for half a second and I was happy to be able to destabilize him a bit. Without answering, he started fucking me again, this time quicker, and he moved his body up slightly, holding himself with his hands on each side of my face. I reached between us to brush a finger on my clit and breathed through my teeth at the sensation. I was still sensitive but I couldn't hide that the feeling was incredible.

"Please don't stop." I begged in a whisper, arching my back as he groaned.

Hearing him make a sound made me moan too and I rubbed my clit harder when he pulled out of me and stroked his cock hard before he reached an orgasm, his cum spurting all over my lower stomach.

"Holy fucking sh-"

I held my breath as I looked at him, his face twisting with pleasure and his eyes closed. It turned me on even more and I dipped my fingers in his cum, bringing it down to my pussy and rubbing my clit again. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and brought more of his cum between my legs and when my eyes opened again, I realized he was staring at my fingers. It made me hold my breath and I felt an other orgasm explode inside me, making me shaking and curse low, moaning his name a few times and touching myself until the feelings left my body completely.

"That was a sight." Harry let out with surprise, a chuckle leaving his lips.

I could feel my cheeks burn but just cleared my throat as he lied down next to me. After a while, we moved under the blankets and I stayed on my back, my eyes closed. I felt him move on the mattress and when I opened my eyes, I turned my head his way, realizing he was laying on his side, looking at me. His hand reached for my breasts and he ran the tip of his forefinger against my nipple, making me chuckle again.

"When did you get your nipples pierced."

"A long time ago, when I turned 18." I explained with a big smile. "Why?"

He shrugged, staring at my chest, and I licked my lips nervously.

"I don't know, I would never have guessed." he admitted. "And I didn't really have time to ask back at the lodge."

I didn't answer and he stopped touching me but moved a bit closer as I shut my eyes tight. It was not awkward anymore and although I was extremely tired, I wanted to spend some minutes to talk with him.

"It was different." I explained, opening my eyes as he sent me a frown. "Different than when we did things at the lodge. You didn't really talk or anything. You looked in control, almost indifferent."

His face changed and he sighed, bringing his hand to my cheek. I felt my heart melt at his touch but tried to hide how good the affection he was giving me made me feel.

"I was just trying to make things right." he confessed. "I wanted this to be perfect, you know. I wanted to focus on you."

I decided to keep quiet but I could feel something burn in my throat. I was convinced that sex was something that was meant to be shared with someone. I thought the point was to get pleasure but also give it. I didn't want him to focus only on me, I wanted him to feel just as good as I felt, I wanted this to be memorable for both of us.

"I'm sorry, I promise that next time-"

I didn't let him finish and crashed my lips against his. He seemed to relax and slipped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him and deepening the kiss, this time groaning in my mouth.

"I may wake you up in the middle of the night to do it again." he whispered, making me chuckle before kissing me harder.

"You definitely should."

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I woke up and rolled in bed, feeling his warm skin against mine as I cuddled him. The sun was up, I saw it shine through the window and I groaned, hiding my face in his neck. He hadn't woken me up in the night to fuck again but his arm was still wrapped around me and I blinked a few times before opening my eyes. He looked so peaceful when he slept that I even held my breath to make sure I wouldn't wake him up.

As I stared at him, I started thinking about Niall and what had happened at the café the night before. I couldn't remember the last time I went to bed mad at my best friend and I started wondering if it ever happened before. I closed my eyes and swallowed, thinking it was extremely possible that Niall had done with Maya what I had done with Harry and the thought made me nauseous. I was being a hypocrite, I knew it, but all the contradictions in my head seemed to make sense, even if only for me.

Slowly, I got out of Harry's warm embrace and grabbed his shirt on the floor to put it on. I walked out of the room on my tiptoe, looking back a few times to look at him, and finally sat on my couch, bending down to grab my purse. The number of notifications i saw on my phone made me hold my breath. A few missed calls and exactly 14 text messages were waiting for me and when i realized they were all from Niall, I felt my heart twist in my chest.

'I'm sorry, please forgive me, i love you'

'You're my best friend and i don't want to lose you. I'm sorry I lied.'

'Come on Liv, I'm sorry, please answer me.'

'Don't ignore me please I hate this'

'Are you with him? Is that why you're not answering me?'

'Call me. Or come home. We really need to talk.'

I didn’t have time to read all of them and jumped slightly when I heard a voice in my back.

"It's him, isn't it? He called last night when we were..."

I turned to look at Harry who stood naked in front of me and sighed low before getting up. He looked incredible, as usual, and I tilted my head, enjoying the view for a few more seconds. Was I going to ruin what I had with him the way I was ruining what I have with Niall? By keeping them both around, was I going to lose both of them?

"Yea, he wants to talk."

Harry nodded, pushing his messy hair behind his shoulders and shrugging.

"You should go then."

I didn't know what came over me but I felt a wave of affection towards Harry and walked around the couch to throw myself in his arms. He held me close and kissed the top of my head, making me smile more. I had no idea why he was so understanding but I couldn't explain how much it meant to me.  He smelled good and when I got out of his embrace, he bent down to kiss my lips so gently that I felt my heart melt in my chest.

"Do you want me to wait for you here?" he asked in a whisper, making my eyes flutter open.

I didn't know how it would go with Niall, but I had just taken a decision. I stared at Harry,s perfect face and swallowed hard, scared of what I was going to do but knowing it had to be done. I brought my hands up to cup his face and ran my thumbs on his cheeks gently.

"Yes, please." I whispered back. "Wait for me."

"I will."

The double meaning behind this short exchange made me feel guilty and I just moved up on my tiptoes to kiss him again. I grabbed his upper lip between mine and nibbled on it softly before moving back slightly.

"I owe you, remember?" I breathed out with a smirk. "I'm getting on my knees as soon as I'm back."

He chuckled against my lips, his eyes still closed, but didn't answer.

"Go." he just let out.

I rushed to my room to get dressed and grabbed my stuff, searching for my keys in my purse as I walked quickly to my car. The ride seemed long even if it technically was not and when I rang the doorbell, it felt extremely awkward. When was the last time I had been away from Niall for so long? It was clearly before tour and it seemed like forever ago.

The door open slowly and I noticed how sad he looked. Was it my fault? As soon as his eyes met mine they got bigger and I could read hope all over his face.

"Liv, hey, i'm so sorry for all the text messages."

I kept silent and licked my lips but he just stared at me, putting his hands in his pockets quickly as his eyes roamed on my face. How can you miss someone so much after only a few hours apart? It was pathetic.  He breathed in and finally sighed in a relieved way before moving on the side to let me in. I took a step in and walked to the living room, sitting on his couch and looking in front of me. This is where we had danced only a few days ago, and on that day, I could swear something was happening between us.

I got out of my thoughts when Niall sat next to me and I turned to him raising my eyebrows. For some reason, I felt like he was the one who should say something and I waited.

"I'm sorry. I swear I didn't want to lie to you, I just didn't want to talk about it."

"That hurts, Niall. You never lied to me before." I pointed out. "I mean, not that I know of."

"I haven't! Jesus Christ, I wish I had told you that Maya and I..."

I glanced behind him as if I was expecting Maya to appear wearing only his shirt or something like that. That simple thought made me swallow hard.

"I'm sorry." he shook his head and rubbed his eyes and all I wanted to do was tell him he was forgiven and hug him but I just remained motionless.

How could I admit to Niall that the reason I was so mad was that all this time, I had been hurt by a lie. Knowing that he had had sex with Maya had been something that had haunted me and made me cry at night and now, I was finding out that it never happened and that I had been hurt by something that was not real. It was mostly my fault, not his, but I couldn't tell him that without admitting to him that I had feelings for him.

"Look, Niall, I need a break."

His face twisted into a shocked expression and he shook his head, moving his upper body back a bit. His lips parted and all I could think about was how bad I wanted to straddle him and kiss him, how bad I wanted him to whisper my name, how bad I wanted him to beg me to stay.

"A break of what? Why?"

"Us, Niall. A break of this intense and abnormal friendship." I explained more, hoping my voice wouldn't crack.

His face changed and I could swear I saw fear in his eyes. His hands reached for mine and I swallowed again, trying not to answer his gesture when he squeezed my fingers.

"Our friendship is not abnormal, it's special and unique alright, but we're not doing anything wrong. We're friends I mean, we've always been best friends. I don't want things to change."

I didn't want things to change either but I didn't tell him. I just licked my lips and shook my head.

"Is it me you want in your life, or is it just that you're so used to have me around that it would be weird if I wasn't there anymore?"

He frowned, clearly offended by my words, and moved his face closer to me. I felt myself tear up as I tried to memorize every tiny detail of his face. He was beautiful and the sight made butterflies hit the inside of my stomach. It was impossible for anyone else to be so handsome but Niall was there, right in front of me, and everything inside me was telling me to kiss him and tell him how much I loved him.

"It's you. Just you, Olivia."

The way my name sounded in his mouth was incredible and I suddenly felt dizzy.

"I would like to make sure of that. Perhaps a few weeks apart will help us see things more clearly."

"Weeks?"

I got up quickly, knowing I had to leave as quick as I could or I would change my mind. I didn't want to be away from Niall but I knew I had to. I also knew I would miss him more than humanly possible but It had to be done. I grabbed my purse again and turned around, walking back to his front door until I felt his warm hand on my arm, turning me around and pulling me close to him. This time, I didn't resist and wrapped my arms around his chest, pressing my cheek on his shirt and inhaling his scent like it was the very last time.

"Please, don't do that. I'm gonna miss you so fucking much."

I held my tears in and finally took a step back, sending him a sad smile.

"I'll call you."

I almost ran out and hopped in my car but it's only when I drove back in his driveway that I noticed he had ran out of his house too and was yelling my name. I ignored him and drove away, looking at him in my rear view mirror as he was standing motionless in the middle of the street. At that exact moment, the realization of what I had just done hit me and I started crying, letting out a few sobs despite myself.

I had no idea if I did the right thing anymore. I already missed him and being away from him was the last thing I wanted. Unfortunately, my love for him was getting stronger every day and I had to do something to stop it. They say 'out of sight out of mind', right? I just hoped they were right.

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part eleven

a fifteen part SocialMedia!AU featuring Bang Chan of Stray Kids. started: august 18th, 2019 completed: august 27th, 2019

lower-case intended.

"your uncle bernie says hi. but while i have you here, what was that post on instagram a few days ago? where you were dancing with someone at the beach at sunset?" viennas mother spoke through the phone, questioning her daughter about her confusion.

they had chatted on the phone for a few hours now, and vienna had thought that if her mother didn't bring it up in the very beginning, then she wouldn't be bringing it up at all, but thats how wrong one can be.

"oh that, me and a few friends spent the night at the beach and watched the sunrise. one of them asked me to dance with him when we listened to some music, nothing special." vienna spoke, trying her best to convince her mother that it was nothing but friendly. "i don't know vienna, it looked pretty romantic. are you sure you're not breaking your rule?"

ruth ahn had always supported her daughter in everything, all except her rule. no matter how many times she tried to tell vienna that her father was nothing more than a dick-wad who could burn in hell, and that she one day would find true love, vienna refused to listen. but what vienna had decided against telling her mother, was that she was starting to question the rule herself. it had come as a shock to vienna herself too, but she couldn't help it. a few of her friends had noticed it too, not that they knew about her rule, but they had noticed her lingering gaze and smiling eyes whenever he entered a room. how she seemed to speak extra clearly when they had a conversation, or that she touched his arm a tiny bit more than the others. it was the little things.

"mom," vienna dragged out as if her mother was embarrassing her. "its fine. i'm not gonna break my rule."

not long after they bid their goodbyes and hung up, vienna letting out a sigh as they did so. it was early in the morning, and she had decided against going to her classes today as they were only repetition lectures. that meant she had the whole day off, so she decided she could do some house work. it wasn't that her house was a complete mess as she tried to keep it clean since she kept getting surprise visits, but it could definitely be scrubbed and washed.

it had been five weeks since she first met the boys, and she couldn't be happier. even if they were a little annoying at times, they were still her best friends. but a day or two without them couldn't hurt, so she decided against telling them she had the day off, wanting to be productive instead.

just as she walked to the laundry room to get washing supplies to clean the living room, her phone went off in a call. she smiled at the contact name and slid the green button across the screen to pick it up. "hey chan." she said and plugged her earphones into the phone so she could use her hands while talking. he greeted her back and asked her what she was doing. they spoke about the most useless of things, but also slightly deeper topics, like most of their conversations went. they could talk about anything and everything, or nothing at all.

vienna didn't notice how long they had been speaking until she realized she had washed and scrubbed her entire apartment clean, done the laundry, cleaned the windows and emptied out her fridge and pantries for expired foods. she had also taken out the trash and changed the sand in franks litter-box. she fished her phone out of her pocket and saw that the call-time was at four and a half hours, shocked at what she saw. she mentioned it for the guy on the other line who didn't believe her until he saw it himself.

"how about i come over instead since we have so much to talk about? i can bring lunch, you must be starving after cleaning so much. maybe i even can bring my sketching pad?" he suggested. as if on cue, viennas stomach rumbled loud enough for chan to hear it through the phone, making them both laugh. she agreed to let him over, so they hung up after he explained he would be there in half an hour.

as she was placing all the buckets and soap back into the laundry room, she passed by a mirror almost screaming at the sight. if she was having any visitors, she needed to clean herself up too, not just the apartment.

she ran through the shower and dried her hair, throwing on clothing that was actually clean. as she was done, there was a buzz at her intercom. she hurried over and buzzed him in, and a few minutes later she unlocked the door so he could just walk in when he came up. while she was getting some soft drinks out from the fridge, she heard the squeak of the door open and close.

"so do you wanna watch a movie? i just read-"

"vienna."

"and it's supposed to be really freaking-"

"vienna!"

"because of brad pitt or something, i don't-"

"VIENNA!"

the girls finally shut up as she heard chan stop her. she pulled her head out of the fridge and looked over at the boy, but much to her confusion, he wasn't alone. next to him stood and elderly korean man, his hands behind his back and his glasses at the tip of his nose. vienna felt her whole self grow cold as a lump grew in her stomach. she looked over at chan, her voice low as he questioned him of what that man was doing in her apartment.

"he was outside and he looked confused, so i asked him, and he said he was looking for you. at first i didn't trust him, but he had a picture in his wallet of you as a child and he explained that he was your dad, so i-" chan explained with a smile on his lips, not realizing what he had done.

"get him out." vienna spoke to chan, refusing to talk to the man next to him. chans face dropped into one of confusion, not moving to get the man out, but standing his ground. "vienna, what are you talking about? it's your dad-" he started, but he was cut off.

"that man is not my father. that man stopped being my father when he left me and my mother to 'get some milk'." vienna spoke in a tone that seemed almost happy, chuckling a little bit as she spoke of the reason he left. the man next to chan seemed ashamed. not because he left his wife and daughter, but because chan heard what he had done.

just seeing him reminded vienna of why she made herself that rule in the first place. just when she thought she might have drifted a bit away from it. she realized she had to be even more strict with herself.

"get out. both of you."

part zero

part one

part two

part three

part four

part five

part six

part seven

part eight

part nine

part ten

part eleven

part twelve

part thirteen

part fourteen

part fiffteen

-bentley

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A Widow and the Outlaw

Bucky Barnes x Reader (Cowboy AU)

Summary: All alone in the woods Bucky finds a griefing widow and decides to save her life. Both of them showing each other there worlds...

Warnings: mentions of killing/violence/death, fluff, guns?

A/N: Enjoy! I really like it :) Yes I had to take this picture hehe

Up in the hills was supposedly live a rich couple all alone in a cabin, sleeping on their piles of cash he heard from a fella. And if it’s one thing Bucky and his outlaw gang needed than it was money so he prepared everything for a long ride with food and munition to get over the next few days that it would take.

The tip he got about them was better be something good otherwise it would be nothing but waste to ride this far into the mountains. Through different terrains and weather changes he rode about three day until he could see his destination in further distance. He wanted to take one quick look before going in to make sure he wasn’t going to walk into something he couldn’t handle. He didn’t have much of a plan, it was just a quick in and out.

As he got closer he could make out small whimpers and cries from a woman that was sitting on ground, a grave in front of her. She looked like she’s been through a lot, her hair disheveled, the clothes she wore dirty and wet from the rain. Must been sitting there for a few hours he thought and got off of his horse, closer to her.

“All we needed was each other..that’s what you always told me” she mumbled under her breath.

“Uhh..- You alright there Lady?” he asked her carefully trying not to startle her.

“Who are you?” She asked surprised and stood up, taking a few steps away from him.

“Sorry..I don’t mean no harm” he replied, holding his hand up in surrender to assure her that Bucky wasn’t one of the crazy ones out here. People around here could be cruel and disgusting, he couldn’t say he was a good man but he kept his sympathy around most people. Not always thinking to kill or steal from people.

“Well it doesn’t make a difference anymore if I get killed from an outlaw, from wild animals or simply from starvation” she sighed quietly, picking up flowers and placing them gently on top of the grave.

“-We came out of the city in search of something different...something where we could be free..something true” she added as Bucky decided to stay silent for a moment.

“-We were a pair of fools” she chuckled softly.

“Is there a train station or somewhere else I could bring you to?”Bucky asked hoping to help the lost lady.

“No I..he wouldn’t want this...I am gonna do this for you Elijah” she stood now up again and starting to walk away, something about her seemed to catch his interest.

“I am gonna leave you to it then” he replied and wanted to walk back but felt like he couldn’t leave like this. Somehow he felt guilty for something he wanted to do to them even tho he never did.

“-Is there anything left for you to get over the days?” he spoke up again and she turned around again.

“Nothing. We didn’t have an idea about hunting. Couldn’t even catch a darn mouse, just found some poisenes berry’s” she told him grinning sadly.

“Well you won’t last much longer if ya don’t know how to hunt...Come on I’ll show you” he suggested her. Bucky wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if he would leave like this. It would be her death, he didn’t want more undeserved deaths that laid heavy on him which followed him every day, plaguing his mind.  

“Alright but you better not try any funny business. I may be weak but I know how to stand up for myself” she said proudly and followed him down the path.

“I don’t doubt that” Bucky laughed leading the way.

“You ever skinned an animal before? or learned how to read tracks?” he asked quietly as the got further between trees, trying not to scare the animals away.

“No but as I told you I haven’t catched much before” she told him, her voice low as well.

”You gotta learn how to if you want to survive out here” he let her know, the city wasn’t really far away but still.

“I am aware of that. Where are we heading? Do I need to look for something?” the women stopped by his side kneeling into the ground, gazing through the wood.

“We try it a bit more down, near the river. Look for movement and listen closely” he explained her and she nodded following along again.

“What happened to your husband? If you don’t mind me asking” he asked carefully choosing his words thinking that she must be still grieving about the loss.

“A bear got him. Came out of nowhere. It was horrifying to watch, he survived only a for a couple days after that...Buried him two weeks ago” she told him looking to the ground.

“I’m sorry” he let her know.

“That was more his dream then mine.” she said, Bucky slowly stopping and going more carefully.

“You seeing something?” he asked and looked at her taking the bow and an arrow ready.

“No just lots a trees and the river. Stuff like that” she sighed out looking around more crunching her eyebrows together, concentrating to see something.

“Alright. Close your eyes for a second” he told her really softly.

“How is that supposed to help?” she mumbled back but did it anyway. Maybe he is robbing her now or knocking her out she thought and stepped a bit back, after all they just met and she was pretty sure that he is an outlaw and that mostly never meant something good.

“Just do it, concentrate on sounds. Tell me what you hear?” he whispered and saw the smirk on her lips growing.

“You talking. That’s what I hear.” he breathed out a chuckle.

“Open your eyes again and look again” he instructed so she did and looked around until her eyes widened and she pinched his arm and pointed towards. “There is a rabbit” she whispered smiling from ear to ear.

“See you concentrated on the forest instead of thinking and looking to hard for something specific.” he said and pointed the arrow at the rabbit, breathed another time in and out deeply before letting the arrow go and hitting the rabbit letting it fall over dead.

“Impressive” he heard her mumbling, probably to herself and catching her watching him closely, like she was taking notes in her head about this for later. They both got closer to the now dead rabbit and he pulled it by it legs up taking the arrow out again before holding it towards her.

“You got a knife?” he asked her as she took the rabbit by both legs like Bucky did.

“No not right now. Should I get it?” she raised her brows, the cabin wasn’t far but it was better she learned it without one first.

“No just try to skin it like this. Hold it tightly by his legs, grab his fur and just pull downwards really strong..it will come right off” he explained and nodded doing what he said, she pulled and pulled til the skin came right off, easier as expected as she got right grip for it. “I did it!!” she laughed out proudly showing the rabbit up to him.

“Yeah see. Not that hard” Bucky rested his hands and on his hips.

“Ok I think that was enough for one day I think I should get back now” she bit her lip from grinning so proudly. With the rabbit slung over her shoulder they made their way back up the path.

“Thank you for showing me that. I wouldn’t make it if you wouldn’t showed up” she said after a few moments of silence, looking at him as he nodded.

“No need to thank me. The rabbit should at least last a few days before you have to catch another one”

“Well now I know how to” she winked at him letting him blush faintly. Bucky tried to hide it as they got up the stairs but she noticed it.

“I would invite you in but I look like a mess and in there is one too” she took a fallen out hair strand behind her ear and opened the door just a crack so she fitted through it.

“I’ll be on my way then” he tapped his hat and turned around to leave. She watched him get almost to his horse before she got a few steps out again.

“My name is (Y/N)” she called out.

“Bucky Barnes” he smiled back, getting on his horse again and riding away down towards the city.

A week has barely gone by as Bucky was riding around in this area again and thought that he could check in and see that how you were doing already. In further distance he heard gunshots sounding through the forest so he made his horse running  a bit faster just in case something was going south at your cabin and as he took the path up his breathing and heartbeat slowed down again as he saw you with the gun shooting or well trying to shoot some bottles you stood up.

Concentrating on the bottle you wanted to hit you pressed the trigger again but missed once again, the gunshot letting you flinch a bit. Not one of the damn bottles broke or even came in the slightest distance of the bullets.  If it would go like this longer you had to go to visit the gunsmith again for new muntion. Sighing out frustrated you let the gun drop, wanting to give up as you heard a horse coming closer. You immediately turned around and held up the your rifle to the visitor. Bucky was surprised but didn’t even flinch, he was used to be getting pointed at with all kinds of weapons.

“Bucky! Good lord I could’ve shot you” you rolled your eyes and took the gun down.

“But you didn’t” he chuckled and watched you turn back around to the bottles just pointing at them. “You wanna learn how to shoot?” he asked and you looked back.

“How are you always around when I need help sir?” she raised her eyebrows at him and all he could do was shrug and walk to her side.

“I was around and heard shootin’ so here I am..wanted to check in anyways” he confessed, having (Y/N) on his mind now for the past couple of days. She looked better now, more relaxed, cleaner with new clothes and all. Like a new person. “I guess I could use a little help..again.” you sighed out, clearly not happy about it. You usually didn’t like to get help all the time but out here you needed it, it was still all so different than to your life before.

“Nothing to be ashamed of..It’s simple.” he said and came up to her side standing closely to her side, she could already feel his hot breath against her skin as she tried to concentrate on his instructions and on the bottles.

“Make sure you stand right so you don’t pulled back to much, hold you arm a bit up and lean the end against your shoulder then just point out, concentrate, take a deep breath and pull always the trigger after you breathed out” he explained showing her and as he stepped away again she pulled the trigger but missed letting her breath out frustrated. “I’ll never understand that.” she said.

“Here I’ll show you and then you try again. You can learn, not that hard. I promise” he took one of his rifles from his horse.

“You have experience from years of being an outlaw”She said shaking her head and as he did it it all looked so easy as he did it and fast, he didn’t miss.

“Try again” he said as he turned back to her so she did even if it was the last time before she would get to frustrated with this or lock any more people to her.

Pointing the gun, doing what she was told and then pulled the trigger as the bottle exploded into shreds. She hit one.

“I did it..Who would have thought?” she laughed out and he applauded her as she bowed  like she knew a lady would do.

“-You know I actually cleaned up a bit and was just making dinner...You want to join?” she asked and laid the gun away.

“Sure. Would be my pleasure.” he grinned and followed her into the house. It was pretty simple just from the outside but had just her touch something he didn’t often when he got into cabins that are as far away as this one.

“Just take a seat. It’s almost done. It’s with Rabbit, one I catched myself” she told him stirring in it and preparing two dishes for the both of them. Handing one Bucky who digged in right away, he was a interesting men cause he clearly didn’t have manners which you liked. You thought that this was probably one of the first times he had like a dinner inside at a table like “normal” people around these days but after all he is a outlaw so you weren’t surprised the way he acted.

“I guess it tastes good?” you chuckled as he stopped himself and put the plate down trying now not to eat like a animal.

“Yeah it does great quite delicious” he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and sat up.

“I think that might be also the first time that the food I made doesn’t taste awful. Cooking was also new for me. I was raised with a silver spoon in my mouth so I practically had to learn everything for myself after we moved up here so I am even more grateful that you showed up” she told him and poured him something in a glass to drink.

“Really? Well if it’s make this easier I don’t know either how to cook” he whispered like it was a secret making her giggle, which must be the most wonderful sound he ever heard.

“Well I guess we have to learn a lot more from each other” she smiled at him from across the table.

“I guess so”

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