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yslkook · 4 years ago

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summary: jungkook accompanies you on your journey to purchase a brand new car. jimin charms your pants off (or attempts to) and sora has a proposal for you that you don't quite say no to. pairing: “badboy” jk x “shy/reserved” oc warnings: cursing, alc, excessive use of pet names, kinda toxic friendship

It takes about two weeks for Jungkook to understand exactly what kind of car you were looking for- essentially a sturdy vehicle that would get you from point A to point B without fail. Something reliable, would last for years and years, something efficient. Not necessarily anything fancy or luxurious.

But Jungkook had finally got you to shyly confess that you wouldn’t mind having heated seats in your car. After all, it had been something you’d dreamed of ever since you had received your driver’s license-

“Nothing else? Just heated seats?” Jungkook implores curiously as he pours over your meticulous binder for the fifth time. Honestly, you didn’t really need his help. You already knew what you were doing. His presence at the dealership will probably ensure that you’re not getting scammed, if anything. He loves his friends (two of them being his roommates), but he knows the truth about how they make their sales.

Mei and Mina call them sleazy car salesmen for a reason after all.

“It’s not ‘just’ heated seats!” You protest, “We never had the money for cars with heated seats when I was growing up. So that’s what I want.”

“How about leather heated seats?” Jungkook suggests, “Leather seats have better ventilation-”

“Oh, I know,” You say matter-of-factly.

“Of course you do. Smart ass.”

It feels incredibly domestic, walking into Namjoon’s car dealership together with Jungkook. Shoulder to shoulder, hopping off of his motorcycle together. He had taken it upon himself to purchase a second helmet, despite your insistence that you would pay for one.

But he had told you not to get a big head, that the helmet wasn’t for you specifically. That he needed a second helmet anyway, and you joining him on the motorcycle more and more as of recently was just the impetus for him to purchase one.

So you say nothing when it’s clear that he had bought the helmet with you in mind- it’s a sleek, glossy lilac color. A similar shade of lilac as your phone case, your favorite small backpack, and your work notebook.

You say nothing about it, only keeping your small smile to yourself.

Of course it’s Jimin who immediately jumps up to offer you assistance today. He gives Jungkook a Cheshire grin, mischief dancing in his eyes. Not that you would know otherwise.

He knows Jimin won’t let him live this down. At least Taehyung might have a little more tact than Jimin.

“So are you both looking for a vehicle together?” Jimin asks once you’re both seated in the comfortable leather seats in front of his desk, when in fact he knows damn well that you’re not.

“Huh? N-no, I’m looking for a car. Jungkook is helping me out,” You say, your face heating up at the implication. Isn’t Jimin one of his roommates?

Jungkook’s tongue pokes his cheek. You notice.

“I’m here to make sure that you or Taehyung don’t scam her,” Jungkook says, “Where’s Joon? He’s less...annoying than you.”

“Joon can’t even drive a fucking car. He has no business trying to sell them,” Jimin says swiftly.

“Er,” You interrupt softly, “Isn’t he your boss? He owns the entire dealership, doesn’t he?”

Jungkook stifles a laugh at your presumed innocence. You offer a slick smile to Jimin when he scoffs in amusement.

“Yes,” Jimin says, “So tell me. How can I make your dreams come true?”

If Jungkook wasn’t with you, you think you would’ve fallen victim to Jimin’s charms long ago. He’s nice, a little flirty and funny. But helpful. You can see how someone might end up paying more than they’d need to with Jimin being their car salesman.

You listen to every word Jimin says, taking notes in a specific section of your binder with your favorite black ballpoint pen. You need to have all the information at your fingertips before making a big decision, no matter what it is. Jungkook had teased you for it at first, but he’s become accustomed to your thought process.

Jimin has shown you at least five different types of models of cars ranging from sedans to SUVs. In theory, they all fit the bill. But you haven’t really felt the connection with any of them.

Jimin is nothing if not patient, though.

“I’m sorry,” You say, “I know I’m being meticulous. You must be annoyed.”

“It’s my job, sweetheart,” Jimin shrugs, “Besides, you can repay me with your phone number maybe, huh?”

“That doesn’t sound like an ethical business practice,” You say flatly while Jungkook glares at Jimin (who only smirks at him in return), “You already have it. From when I made the appointment.”

“Is that an invitation?”

“You wish,” You roll your eyes, “Does every one of your clients get this treatment or is it just me?”

“Nah, it’s just anyone who catches Jungkookie’s eye,” Jimin winks at you and Jungkook is about to strangle his roommate. Perhaps he should put an ad out for a new roommate, considering he might kill his current one in the next five minutes.

“O-oh,” You falter, cheeks blazing at this point, “Can we look at a few more? I’m gonna use the restroom really quickly. Maybe even grab a coffee.”

“Sure, sweetheart. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Will you fuckin’ stop it? I can’t believe you,” Jungkook hisses, “We’re literally at your workplace and you’re putting the moves on her-”

“Oh, will you relax,” Jimin says breezily, “I’m just seeing if she’ll take the bait.”

“There’s no reason for that shit,” Jungkook says, glaring at his friend, “Cut it out.”

“I like her,” Jimin says, as if he hadn’t spoken, “She’s cute.”

“Back off,” Jungkook says, “And while we’re at it, just for you being an ass. You’re gonna give her heated seats for free.”

Jungkook watches your eyes light up at the car that Jimin is currently telling you about. He can already tell from your wide eyes and soft, excited smile that this is the one. You’re already running the checklist through your head, physically looking at your notes as Jimin easily answers your questions.

“Can I take her for a test drive?” You ask Jimin and he somehow produces a set of keys for the exact model from his pocket.

“I knew this would be the one…” Jimin says as he takes you to the parking lot to grab the test car. Jungkook rolls his eyes in fondness and heads off to find his other roommate, Taehyung. And to say hello to his friend, Namjoon.

“It suits you,” Jimin says once you’d taken the car out for a drive and brought it back safely.

“You think so?” You ask, giving the keys back to him, “I bet you say that to everyone.”

“Only when I mean it, sweetheart,” Jimin winks at you.

“How lucky for me,” You mutter under your breath, “So...what are the next steps?”

“I bring out the contract, you sign it, and you take your new car home,” Jimin says confidently.

“Yeah,” You say dreamily and look outside to the car in longing. You’ve done the homework, done the research. Went through this logically and meticulously. Even if the car does start depreciating the minute you step out of the dealership… You want it. It checks all of the boxes, you know you’ll get your money’s worth from it.

But before you give Jimin the okay to draw up the contracts, you want to tell Jungkook. You spot him talking to Taehyung, his bunny smile on display (which makes you smile in turn) and excuse yourself from Jimin for a minute to go after Jungkook.

“Hi,” You say and introduce yourself to Taehyung, who offers you a wide, boxy smile, “I’m gonna get it. The car, I mean. I love her.”

“She passed the vibe check?” Jungkook asks.

“Yeah. She passed the vibe check.”

When you comb through the hefty contract with sharp eyes, Jungkook is somewhat amused to see the free of charge cost for the heated seats. Jimin only winks at him in response.

You can’t seem to find anywhere else where Jimin may be overcharging you, so you ask Jungkook to review it, too. And surprisingly, Jungkook finds nothing out of the ordinary. He knows how Jimin operates here, trying to gain any extra cent of commission that he can. Not that that’s a terrible thing.

“It’s yours, sweetheart,” Jimin says fifteen minutes later, once you sign your name on the dotted line.

“Really?” You let out an exhilarated laugh, adrenaline suddenly coursing through your veins, “Really, really?”

“Keys are yours, and someone will bring the car out front for you,” Jimin smiles, “Congratulations on your first car. I’m honored that you chose me to help you make this purchase.”

“Wouldn’t have had it any other way, Jimin,” You beam. After a moment of deliberation, “Oh, by the way- have fun on your date with Mina tonight. I heard all about it.”

Mischief dances in your eyes and Jimin’s eyebrows shoot up to his hairline as he lets out a surprised laugh. Jungkook looks at you proudly- that’s what Jimin gets for being a menace.

Jungkook wraps an arm around your shoulders and walks you out of the dealership and you slowly wrap a tentative, shy arm around his waist. You both wait shoulder to shoulder for one of the dealership boys to bring your brand new car out front.

In the meantime, you try to pluck up the courage to ask Jungkook to have a drink with you after. To celebrate and to treat your friend for helping you out for the last few weeks. You bite your bottom lip in nervousness and Jungkook notices. He wants nothing more than to gently pull your bottom lip out of your own grip, but refrains from doing so.

But you realize, it’s Jungkook, this is your friend and the comforting, warm scent of laundry that envelopes you gives you a little courage.

“Do you want to grab a drink or something after this?” You ask softly, “I… wanted to treat you. For helping me the last few weeks with the car stuff.”

“C’mon, baby. You know I’ll never say no to a pretty girl buying me a drink,” Jungkook says, lips pulled apart into a sly smirk.

“Oh, that’s all I am to you? A pretty girl?” You roll your eyes and shove his shoulder playfully, despite the heat in your cheeks.

“Not at all,” Jungkook murmurs, tightening his hold around your shoulders and looking at you with sincerity dripping from his big, brown eyes, “You’re my pretty girl.”

If he didn’t have a strong arm around your shoulders, you’re certain you would’ve evaporated into the floor at his words.

The image of Jungkook smoking outside of the bar right under the glowing, purple neon lights is an image you haven’t seen very often. A strand of dark hair falls in front of his face as he lights his cigarette, his eyebrows knitted together in concentration.

Even from this distance, you can see the purse of his lips and the silver glint of rings on his fingers. It shouldn’t send a rush down your spine the way it does, but you won’t deny it. When it comes to Jungkook, you won’t deny your feelings. Or your attraction.

For some reason, a thought crosses your mind- you hadn’t told Sora that you had purchased a new car. Much less that Jungkook had helped you pick one out. But you push her from your mind easily, as if you’ve been doing the last few weeks. It’s been difficult for you to keep Jungkook out of your conversations with Sora- she always has a way of bringing him up more than not.

But it’s not just Jungkook she has a strong, stubborn opinion on. It’s everything these days- you had showed her cars that you were interested in and she had shot every one of them down, she always has something to say about your passion for work (or rather she never pays enough attention about it), and she even had something negative to say when you had timidly brought up that you were maybe thinking about another ear piercing.

You’re growing tired of it. You find yourself getting nervous around her, like you’re walking on eggshells around her. Even when she just texts you, your heart speeds up in anxiety. But at the same time, there is a voice in your head telling you not to upset her.

As if that’s somehow the worst thing that could ever happen. Objectively, you know Sora. You know she’s stubborn and loud in her opinions and always has to get her way. But at the core of it all, you want to believe that she has a good heart. Because if she doesn’t have a good heart… Then what were you doing this to yourself for? What were you surrounding yourself with all of this negativity for?

You can sense Jungkook’s dislike of her, even if he doesn’t outright say it. But you’re no idiot. Mina and Mei have been honest with you on their opinions of her. So has Yoongi and Hobi.

They all think she’s dragging you down and that you’ll spiral in her negativity if you don’t open your eyes. They’ve all had a few choice words for her, but you find yourself uneasy whenever the topic of Sora comes up.

The more you hear it, the more you wonder about your supposed best friend. But you push those sour thoughts away to focus on the man in your field of vision.

Your heart hammers in your chest as you approach him on unsteady feet.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Jungkook mutters with the cigarette in between his lips when you get closer to get a good look at him.

“I’m not looking at you like anything,” You reply, eyes subconsciously wandering to the cigarette. Your nose scrunches at the smell without you even realizing it.

“You look like my mom when she first saw me smoking,” Jungkook says bluntly.

“Your mom? You really wanna compare me to your mother?” You raise an eyebrow, “Don’t know what that says about you, Jungkook.” Jungkook lets out a surprised laugh at that.

“Shut up,” Jungkook rolls his eyes and peels himself off of the brick wall before putting his cigarette out and tossing it in the ashtray next to him, “I think you owe me a drink?”

Jungkook, you decide, is dangerous and warm all at once. The starry glint of his big, doe eyes throws you off more than once, leaving you either stammering over your words or choking on your drink when you try to reply to him.

The bar is quiet and nearly empty, only the sounds of faint music playing in the background to keep you both company. You’re both facing each other at the bar, knees touching ever so slightly.

Even that simple touch makes you feel warm all over.

Jungkook slides your drink towards you, a soft ‘thank you’ pushing itself out of your lips. You suppress a shiver when his ring clad fingers brush over yours, and he notices the way you tense up a little bit with his touch.

He appreciates the way the dim lights shine on your hair and illuminate the planes of your pretty face. He thinks it’s the perfect lighting for a photo of you- the dark colored jacket and your dark wash jeans blending into the colors of the bar around you. Something at the base of your neck glints as you turn to face him.

“Cheers, to your new car,” Jungkook murmurs, tipping his glass towards yours.

“Cheers to you for helping me,” You reply with a smile, clinking your drink with his.

“Pleasure’s all mine, baby,” Jungkook says, “You deserve it.”

“Deserve a vehicle that will have hardly any value in ten to fifteen years?”

“You deserve something for yourself,” Jungkook corrects, looking into your eyes as if he can see right through you. You’d told him how you had grown up with one car amongst a family of five, and how money was tight when you were younger. You were the eldest of three, and now that everyone was older, you had slowly started dipping your toes into the concept of having things for yourself.

You whisper a soft thank you and take a sip of your drink. “My parents were so excited about the car,” You say quietly, “Told them I couldn’t have done it without you.”

“Oh? You told your parents about me?”

“Had to tell them about the man who got me heated seats for free,” You reply with a knowing grin, “You think I didn’t catch that?”

“Heated seats were the least Jimin could’ve done,” Jungkook rolls his eyes.

You wave him off, “I like him. I could see why him and Mina are good together. She told me they’ve had this weird on and off thing for, like, a year now? Like c’mon. Get it together.”

“Yeah. Don’t know why they keep denying the inevitable,” He says, voice full of something barely concealed.

“The inevitable?”

“They both have their issues but… They would make it work if they sorted themselves out,” He says softly, a tenderness to his eyes that makes your belly flip. You don’t know if he’s talking about Jimin and Mina or about… something else.

Something else being you and him.

“Maybe one of them is scared,” You whisper.

“They can work through it together,” Jungkook replies instantly. The air in between you both is charged, plush with tension and electricity. You look at him unsurely, with wide eyes, and god, if Jungkook doesn’t want to sweep you off of your feet and pull you in for a kiss.

“Jungkook, I-” You murmur, voice soft and deafening, silky like honey in his ears. The moment is right there, ripe for you, ripe for him...

And then your phone starts ringing, and Jungkook has never heard a worse sound. Your chest drops for a second when you see that it’s Sora calling you, and Jungkook has never felt as frustrated as he does right in this moment. Each significant moment of frustration over the past few months has Sora linked to it. He wonders if she has a radar for interrupting at the worst possible moments.

You give him an apologetic glance before answering the phone. She only calls if it’s important or if she needs you so you won’t risk it.

“H-hello-”

“You’ll never guess what I just did,” Comes Sora’s excited voice through the receiver. It’s too sugary, too sweet. You wince.

“What’s that?” You mumble, shoulders drooping.

“Got you a date for this Friday, you remember Yunho right?” She exclaims. If your heart wasn’t on the floor already, it certainly was by now. “He wants to take you out- he’s the lawyer, remember?”

“Y-yeah, I remember,” You say weakly, “But-”

Jungkook’s eyes flash at your suddenly dejected frown. That’s what Sora does- she takes you and she turns your happiness into something sad. It’s like she can’t stand to see you happy about something that doesn’t align with her “vision”.

“You can thank me later, babe,” Sora says cheerily. This time, you visibly cringe as you try to protest. Try to tell her that you don’t want a date with this man, that you only want a date with the man in front of you. But you can’t get the words out, she won’t listen and she hangs up on you before you can get a word in edgewise.

“Sorry about that,” You mutter.

“Why? She’s your friend. Not mine,” Jungkook says brusquely and you bristle at his bluntness.

You’re distracted for the rest of the evening, mind on another wavelength. He knows you’re upset, but he doesn’t push. He gets you to smile and laugh a few times, only for your eyes to turn sad right after.

Jungkook only wishes that you’d be able to see what was right in front of you.

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thorxthunder · 4 years ago

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Movie Night (+18) ;)

AHHAHHHHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAH FUCK MARVEL. TBH, I think Loki was a cash grab... but fuck that and let me fuck mobius (or you technically) anyway, there's no Loki spoilers in this so enjoy!

Mobius groaned as he walked into the sunset lit home. Work was always stressful, but never as stressful as today. Even though he worked in a time-nulled zone, the day never seemed like it was going to end. Mobius began to hang his coat and tie in the entryway. He noticed your jacket was already hanging in its usual spot, which plastered a grin on his face. No matter how many times he saw your hairbrush, dirty dishes or jacket, Mobius would feel like the luckiest man in all the universes. Seeing the little bits of you always let him know that you were still alive.

Mobius stopped reminiscing and kicked off his shoes and dropped his bag before walking towards the kitchen, where he assumed you would be.

“Y/N?” he spoke, rounding the corner.

He laid eyes on you. He watched you while you were stretched out over your couch with your head tilted back and eyes shut.

“Hello, Mobius” You spoke, not moving or opening your eyes.

Mobius could tell, just from your lack of empathy, that you were pissed. Your cold reaction towards him hurt more than him being pruned.

“I’m sorry, Bunny.” Mobius spoke, slowly walking over to you. “I’m sorry I’m late. I know I was supposed to be home earlier. You know Ramona. If things aren't perfect, they're wrong. She just keeps berating me about all the variants. One of them escaped, but...”

You sighed and stood up. You met Mobius half way and wrapped your arms around the older man. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be cold. I just really miss you. You know, I feel like we haven’t gotten much time together. You’re always gone for days, and you’re probably going to be leaving again soon–“

“I know,” Mobius said, kissing your lips. It was short and sweet but, it told you everything. “I know I didn’t sign up for the job but, I’ve got to do my best. One thing that is promised is tonight, so let’s make the most of it.”

“You’re right.” You said, leaning in for a kiss again. This one was much slower.

“Hey, I’ll be back. Let me go get changed, and I’ll be back. Why don’t you make some popcorn, and we can have a movie night?”

“That sounds amazing. Let’s do it!” you said, making you smile. You both may not have much time together but, you would enjoy what time you got together.

As Mobius changed from his suit into a pair of sweats and a comfy old t-shirt, you microwaved some popcorn and put it into a large bowl with plenty of extra butter and salt. You grabbed the bowl and sat on the couch, waiting for Mobius.

Mobius came back to the living room and plopped down next to you. While it was odd to see him out of his suit and tie, this new relaxed look was one of the hottest thing you'd ever seen. He sat down in navy blue sweatpants and a green t-shirt. He also had on his glasses. Grabbing the remote, he turned on the TV.

“What do you feel like watching? We could watch Free Willy! You know, that’s always a good one!”

“Uh, maybe” You said, “It always makes me cry. You want one of a few days together being sad?”

“.baby” He teased

“Shut up!” You said, sticking your tongue out and laughing. “How about (insert favorite movie/TV series? It’s always good.”

“Uh, come on! We always chose what you want. ”

“Ya know, are we really gonna watch whatever we put on? I mean, it looks like you’ve got another idea.” You said, slowly glancing down. Mobius may not have seen you often, but when he did, he needed a release.

Mobius chuckled. “Is it that obvious?”

“Come on.” You spoke, slowly arising from the couch. “Let me take care of you.”

That’s all Mobius needed to hear.

You both quickly made it to your bedroom, shutting the door behind you. His tongue slipped into your mouth and immediately took dominance.

In no time, you were completely on top of him, knees pressing into the bed on the side of his thighs. Your arms flexed and held onto the backboard at both sides of his head. His bulge pressed against your thighs, and you could feel a warm feeling growing in your lower regions.

You kissed each other with such an intensity it left you both craving for more. When you pulled back your lips, Mobius tried to follow yours, and you chuckled.

“Uh uh uh. If you want me, you have to ask, sweetheart.”

“Y/N…” was the only word that came out of his mouth before you were kissing him again. The hands that were on his sides had traveled and were now pressed against his cock through his boxers.

Bit by bit, you unzipped and peeled back Mobius’s pants. When you gently trailed your fingertips over his semi-erect cock, the older man groaned and rolled his hips forward. You giggled silently and kissed the tip of his cock.

“Y/N…”

“Hush-” you said before opening your mouth and engulfing his cock. He moaned and tangled his hand in your hair, forcing you down a little more than you were ready for, nearly forcing you to gag on his manhood. Realizing his mistake, he loosened his hold on you, allowing you to continue bobbing up and down. You hummed softly on his manhood, the vibration making him moan more. When he started throbbing in your mouth, you could tell he was nearing his end. “Please?” He whimpered.

And how could you say no to him?

“Of course.” and that’s all he needed to hear. His body shook slightly as one long, drawn out and loud moan escaped from him as the pleasure surged through his body. For a moment, he thought his lungs had forgotten how to work, until a large gasp left his throat, immense pleasure still surging through him from your continuous bobbing.

“God…” he whimpered as you laid beside him.

“That was much better than watching a movie.” You both laughed.

“You know I have to repay you, right?”

You laughed, not thinking he was serious. But why would he lie to you?

You gently guided his hands up your thighs. When his fingers found your hips without your skin becoming obscured by material, a wide smile spread over his face. Your jaw clenched slightly, your hips rocking forwards against his hand.

“M-Mobius.” You groaned softly, resting your hands and weight partially on his chest, so you could move your hips easier. You noticed that his other hand slipped to his cock, which was still erect, stroking it and teasing both himself and you by placing the tip right against your entrance. “Mobi-,” before you even had to ask, he knew what you wanted, so almost immediately he pulled you down onto his cock, impaling you on his surprisingly large member. You didn’t know why it was surprising to you, but every time you had sex with him, you’d forget how big he was.

You began moving on him, forcing moans from both of you. Initially you thought you would be capable of keeping it together for longer than just a few minutes, but with each movement of your hips, you could feel yourself getting closer to finishing. Mobius’s hands removed the restricting bottoms from your body before once again finding your hips, helping to guide your movements smoother on his member.

You began to move up and down on his member with speed and depth once more. Mobius broke the kiss and his mouth moved to kiss and suck down your chest. Your head rolled back as the warmth between your legs began to spread through the rest of your body.

“Y/N...” Mobius groaned, his mouth and tongue teasing your nipples. You tangled your fingers in his hair, trying your best to hold what little composure you had, however when Mobius rolled over, trapping you beneath him, and began thrusting into you, you lost it, unable to censor your moans.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, tightening slightly with every passing second. Your arms hooked around him, your nails digging into the skin on his back and shoulder.

“M-Mobius!” your hips rocked upwards uncontrollably, meeting every one of his thrusts, trying to build the friction and heat between the two of you. “G-God, yes!” you moaned as his hands found your body, roaming freely all over you, teasing and squeezing before finally one hand settled on your thigh, and the other on your chest, pinching your hardened nipple. Mobius buried his head in the crook of your neck, sucking and nipping at your flesh. You could tell he was close as well. Neither of you were ever okay finishing first, afraid the other wasn’t going too, but you knew this time it was okay, so you relaxed your chest, allowing oxygen to fully rush to the different areas of your body, and your orgasm to finally erupt.

Your body shook slightly, one long, drawn out and loud moan escaping from you as the pleasure surged through your body. For a moment you thought your lungs had forgotten how to work, until a large gasp left your throat, immense pleasure still surging through you from Mobius’s continued movement. You didn’t even think about feeling bad for releasing early because it allowed Mobius to ride out your orgasm far longer than he ever had before. You couldn’t speak. You couldn’t moan. You could only squeak as your hips continued to buck against Mobius, your inner walls throbbing and constricting around his manhood. Finally, he released within you, groaning your name.

“You know I love you, right?”

“I’d hope so.”

(THIS PHOTO MAKES ME WANNA CRY FFS)

#mobius my beloved #loki series #loki x mobius #marvel #marvel fanfiction #mobius #mobius x reader #owen wilson #mobius smut #no spoilers #sylvie #kang the conqueror #ravonna renslayer

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baroquebucky · 4 years ago

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idk if you’re taking requests but if you are could i get a loki one shot where the reader is super shy and quiet and the only person at the tower she really talks to is natasha but the others have tried and failed. but eventually loki comes to the tower and he gets her to trust him and she opens up to him?? or something along those lines lol i’m just in desperate need of some loki fluff🥺 also i absolutely adore your writing 🥰💓

a/n: yup yup ! i don’t write for loki much so i hope this isn’t too out of character !!

in which loki manages to break down your walls, magic free

word count: 2k

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You sat next to Natasha, quiet as the others laughed at the movie. You leaned over making a small comment to Natasha causing her to burst out laughing, the other looking over to see what had happened.

“tell them!” Natasha nudged you and you shook your head, looking at your hands as natasha repeated your comment, everyone bustling out into a fit of laughter.

“y/n is the funniest person here nobody can change my mind” Tony piped up, smiling at you as your face burned.

The rest of the night went smoothly, keeping to yourself and whispering to natasha, making her giggle.

“you really should try talking to the other y/n, they love you” nat urged you, walking to your rooms to settle in for the night. You shook your head, heart racing at the idea.

“no, i mean they seem nice it’s just i don’t know i get so nervous i don’t wanna make a fool out of myself and plus they’re so intimidating” you chuckled, shrugging your shoulders as you stopped at your room.

“you know you’re an avenger too right?” Nat laughed as you rolled your eyes, waving her off and saying goodnight.

Morning rolled around soon enough and you walked out, steve and Sam saying good morning and you smiled at them, rushing to make a bowl fo cereal and sitting a couple seats away from them.

“so y/n what are you gonna do today?” Steve smiled, trying to make conversation with you.

You thought for a bit before answering, “not much, just train maybe uh, i might go shopping with nat later” you replied, ending the conversation and finishing up your food.

You excused yourself before they could say anything else.

“you know thor is brining his brother today” sam called out and you looked at him confused.

“battle of New York one?” You questioned and he nodded, you raised your brows in surprise.

“he’s good now, nice guy i think” steve added, not wanting to worry you. You only nodded your head and left the kitchen, going to train for the rest of the morning.

“is everybody here?” Thor boomed, a smile on his face as his brother stood next to him, arms crossed across his chest.

“where is y/n? Will she be joining us?” Thor questioned, slightly upset you weren’t there.

“I’ll get her she’s probably sleeping or something” Natasha smiled, heading to your room.

She knocked on your door, letting herself in after a couple seconds and found you passed out on your bed, a book next to your head.

Shaking you gently she woke you up, “y/n, wake up thor brought his brother Cmon” she spoke quietly as you stirred awake.

“what? what time is it?” you questioned, yawning and rubbing your eyes, looking around for a bit.

“3:12, you knocked out after our session this morning” she smirked and you rolled your eyes.

“told you i stayed up late” you defended, getting up and putting on some socks.

Natasha was in a t shirt and some sweats, so you figured your t shirt and shorts weren’t too bad. Surely the rest of the team was dressed casually too.

You entered the living room, still half asleep following Natasha, waving hi to everybody.

“now that everyone is here, this is loki, my brother! he’s a good guy now and since we’re gonna be splitting time between here and Asgard i figured a proper introduction was over due” Thor beamed at everyone.

“well hi loki, nice to uh- meet you, again” steve spoke up, trying to get the others to say hi.

“mm a pleasure” loki gave him a tight smile, you rolled your eyes at his tone. You finally looked at him, he was dressed in an all black suit and dress shoes, you scoffed at his outfit.

“you always dress like that?” You spoke up, upset that he had been rude to steve. Everyone’s eyes went wide, turning to face you and loki looked shocked.

“and you are?” Loki shot back, checking you out.

“y/n, and you should be nicer” you quipped, narrowing your eyes at him. Natasha smirked at loki, knowing how sassy you could be after a nap.

“you’ve got a quick wit, i like that” loki smiled and you rolled your eyes, shifting your weight onto your other leg.

As everyone else warmed up loki you stayed an arms length away, only speaking up when someone talked directly to you.

You slowly moved away from the group, turning to sneak away to your room. A smile on your face as you turned around, only to bump into someone’s chest.

“leaving my welcome party so soon, love?” Loki smiled as you stumbled back, eyes widening.

“how- you were just over there?” You gawked, looking back where you saw another loki sitting and chatting with the others.

“magic, did they not tell you about me darling?” He asked, cocking his head to the side.

“no yeah they did, just didn’t pay much mind is all” you smiled, crossing your arms across your chest.

“you know, they didn’t tell me much about you, why’s that?” Loki asked, leaning against the wall and you fiddlers with your fingers.

“don’t really talk to them much, i- uh I’m pretty reserved” you spoke, a wave of realization washing over you as you fully woke up.

“don’t seem that shy to me” he smirked and you shook your head.

“no i was just really tired I’m so sorry I’m usually not like that I’m so sorry oh god” you spoke, fumbling over your words as your face grew hot from embarrassment.

“don’t apologize, i liked it” he smiled, pushing himself off the wall and moving so the oath to your room was no longer blocked.

“cant wait to see you around y/n” he spoke, letting you walk past him, biting your lip to contain your smile.

And you sure did see him around, telling him good morning when he sat himself next to you during breakfast, sparring with him when he suggested it after walking into the gym.

Loki found himself gravitating towards you, wanting to know everything about you, your favorite color, your middle name, your biggest fears. He wanted to know you.

He was persistent, constantly talking to you and spending time with you, he found himself doing things he never thought he would just to spend time with you. It’s how he was in his current predicament.

“okay just don’t smile or else it’ll crack” you replied, finishing brushing the green face mask on him, letting him use one of your head bands, one with pink fluffy bunny ears (he chose it himself).

“how can i not smile when the most beautiful person in all the nine realms is right here” he replied, making you roll your eyes.

You settled into you before, scooting next to him and turning on your favorite show. Both of you watching attentively as your masks dried.

“can i ask you something?” Loki spoke suddenly, you turned to look at him, a small hum signaling to continue.

“why don’t you talk to the others?” He asked softly, taking your hand in his to comfort you.

You let a couple moments pass to gather your thoughts, finally speaking up.

“they’re just really intimidating to me, i mean i grew up admiring steve and the other have saved the world countless times, I’ve helped them once but i didn’t even play that big of a role, it’s just really daunting you know?” He looked at the way your fingers intertwined and held back a smile.

“how come you weren’t scared to talk to me?” you looked at him, laughing softly.

“oh no i was scared shitless, you just wouldn’t leave me alone so i really had no choice” you replied, looking at your hands connected.

“is that how Natasha got close to you?”

You nodded, remembering the way she pestered you until you two became the best of friends, never leaving each other’s side for a whole week.

“well, i hope you know that I’m not going anywhere” he spoke, moving to face you. Reluctantly, you looked at him, tension thick in the air.

“what makes you so sure?” You asked, looking into his eyes.

Both of you leaned in a little, your breath hitched in your throat as you leaned closer, and closer, and-

ding! ding! ding!

Both of you jumped away at the sound of the alarm, clearing your throats and moving to wash the face mask off.

After you had both washed off the mask you headed back to your bed, sitting down with some space between your bodies. The sound of the show filling the room, neither one of you saying anything.

“what do-”

“why do-”

You both quieted at the sound of the others voice, laughing a little as you both stopped. He motioned for you to continue.

“what do you think about me?” You asked, fiddling with your fingers and picking at your nails, glancing at him for a second before focusing back to on your fingers.

“i think” he trailed off, scooting closer to you, “that you are one of the most amazing people I’ve met, that you are kind, funny and exciting” he finished, your thighs touching as you looked up at him.

“really?” you whispered, dizzy from how close the two of you were.

“absolutely.”

“what were you gonna say?” you asked, giving him a small smile before focusing on the tv show.

“why are you so sure that I’m gonna leave?” He questioned, eyes flickering between your lips and your eyes.

“i- well i never open up to people so they always just leave” you replied, furrowing your eyebrows before continuing.

“when i was in high school and such i used to be really outgoing and loud, everyone would tell me to be quiet when i got excited so i just kinda stopped altogether, no one complained much then” you laughed dryly, remembering the way your friends would get annoyed at how bubbly you were.

“they all left me after i stopped being loud, said i was boring.”

Loki felt his heart fall in his chest, he was angry at you past friends, but he was sad that you had changed so much for people who didn’t appreciate you.

“darling, look at me” he spoke softly, eyes meeting yours.

“i promise you that no one here thinks you are too much, i mean we have that falcon guy and spider boy, i can assure you they won’t tell you to tone it down” he reassured you and you shrugged your shoulders.

“how about we make a deal” loki smirked and you looked at him with narrow eyes.

“what kind of deal” you asked, suspicious of what he would propose.

“you try to come out of your shell more, and I’ll be nicer to the rest of the team” he stated simply, smiling at the way you thought about his deal, he could almost see the gears turning in your head.

“deal” you smiled, turning to look at him and extending you hand out.

He took your hand and pulled you to him, stopping you centimeters away from his face.

“may i?” He asked, eyes focused on your lips.

“yeah” you whispered breathlessly, crashing your lips onto his.

You both pulled away, a smile on your faces, you laughed at the way he immediately pulled you in for more.

You and Loki left your room not long after, knowing the team would be out and about despite it being almost 12 am.

“hi guys” steve smiled and you returned it, walking at bit faster before loki stopped you.

“remember our deal?” he whispered and you internally groaned, nodding and walking over to steve, heart pounding in your chest.

“hi Steve how has your day been?” You smiled, steve was taken back but quickly replied, easily falling into conversation with you.

Loki watched from a far, a smile on his face as you laughed, making conversation with the super soldier. Natasha stood next the Norse god, a smile on her face.

“Glad you could get her out of her shell” she smiled, eyes settling on you talking with Steve and Sam who had joined in.

“she just needed an extra push” Loki smiled, excited to see you become who you really were. Natasha felt her heart grow, she couldn’t wait for the team to appreciate you for who you always have been.

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quiet-onset · 4 years ago

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New Suit

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Black!Reader

Word Count: 3.8k+

A/N: it’s been forever since I’ve posted, but I have been writing since I was stuck at home with covid 😅 Hopefully I can post something else next week too! ANYWAYS, this fic does not have any TFAWS spoilers and (as usual) does not give a fuck about Endgame, meaning our favorite dysfunctional couple Tony and Steve are alive. Steve simply passed on the mantle. Enjoy!

So Sam was Captain America. And he was proud of that fact.

The day that Steve decided to retire and give him one of his most prized possessions was a day Sam would never forget. A whirlwind of emotions had swelled in his chest. Shock, unworthiness, gratitude. But after talking it over with Steve — and surprisingly enough, with Bucky — Sam agreed to take in the role.

The thing was, no one knew yet. At least, no one outside of the Avengers facility.

Immediately after Thanos, there weren’t really any Avengers level threats. Most threats could be handled by one team member, and it was usually one of the newbies — Peter, Scott, even Wanda. That being so, Sam didn’t have much of a reason to even make public appearances. So he didn’t.

Sometimes, he’d stand in the training room, the red, white, and blue shield strapped to his arm, and just stare in the mirror. Something felt wrong. Out of place. Like the reflection before him was almost right, but he still couldn’t tell what was wrong. Tony had caught him one time as he stepped into the room, a sports bottle full of ice cold water in his hand. “Mid-life crisis?”

Sam jumped at his loud voice and almost scrambled to detach the shield from his arm, like a kid caught with his grubby little hand in the cookie jar. “My bad, I’ll just—“

“No no, keep it on.” Tony waved a hand. “I gave it to Steve, he gave it to you. It’s yours, no give backsies.”

Sam nodded but took the shield off anyway. He decided that he didn’t need to train anymore and headed toward the door. “I’m just gonna go put this back.”

“What is going on with you, Wilson?”

“What do you mean?”

Tony raised a brow, “What do I mean? You staying cooped up in this facility. Barely training with the shield. Opting out of assignments. That’s what I mean.”

“There’s not much of a need.”

“There is. You just don’t see it yet.” Tony walked toward him. “Look, I know being the new Cap has you freaked out—“

“I’m not freaked out.”

“Sure. But Steve chose you and that should be good enough.”

“It is.” Sam huffed as he turned the shield in his hands. “I don’t know, man. I just… It’s just hard to believe. Hard to put in action, I guess.”

“Well, seeing is believing.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Head to room 626 when you get a chance.”

“What’s in room 626?”

“You’ll see.”

—

Sam exited the elevator on the sixth floor to loud muffled music. Looking around, he realized he’d never even been to that part of the facility before. The white walls and obscure art seemed strange and misplaced in a building full of superhumans. Too clean, too elegant.

Each of the rooms seemed that way too. Sam paused in the hallway, glancing through some of the glass doors with people’s names painted neatly at the top. Hardwood floors and marble countertops in each room. So impeccably clean that even dust bunnies wouldn’t dare step foot inside.

Yet, when Sam approached room 626, he realized this was where the loud music was coming from. Different from the other rooms, this one was messy and colorful. He slid the glass door open, flinching at loud volume.

He recognized the track — his father used to listen to it all the time when he was growing up. He could almost hear his dad’s deep voice teasing him: “You don’t know nothin’ ‘bout this, son. This was before your time.” Of course Sam knew the song. His dad was the one who put him on. Still, Sam’s dad always got a kick out the playful fight he put up.

The long, seemingly endless hallway was painted a blinding white. He could make out a peculiar smell as he walked toward the end of the hall. Wet paint or fumes, he wasn’t really sure. He just pulled his shirt over his nose and kept looking for… well only God really knew.

Finally, he arrived in the main room and saw you and your controlled chaos. You had ten or twenty different fabrics pinned to one wall and sketches of different outfits pinned to the opposing one. Against the back wall were mannequins wearing your works in progress. And just in front of Sam on a large wooden desk were schematics and what looked like engineering tools. Soldering iron, wires, circuit boards, and the like.

Everything seemed like a tornado of colors, clothes, and fabric. But you? You were as cool as a cucumber with your expensive looking spray painting mask strapped on as you sprayed the back of a jean jacket with bright pink paint. Sam chuckled when he heard your muffled voice sing along to the song, not noticing his presence. “Sherry bay-yay-by. Sherry, wontcha come out tonight.”

Sam pulled his shirt back down with a small grin on his lips, debating whether he should disturb you. In the end, he decided to save you the embarrassment, but by then, you’d already moved on to the next verse. You dropped your voice down low in an attempt to sound just like Nick Massi, singing, “Why don’t you come on.”

Sam let out a loud laugh, only covering it with his hand as you jumped, finally realizing someone else was in the room. “Sorry.” Sam chuckled. “Didn’t mean to interrupt your concert.”

You pulled the mask over your head, revealing a nervous smile. You jogged to the desk and grabbed the remote to switch off the stereo. “Concert’s a flattering choice of words.”

“Well you were really nailing that Massi.”

You raised a brow as you set down the can of spray paint. “You listen to Four Seasons?”

“Growing up, it was a staple in the Wilson household.” He offered his hand. “I’m Sam, by the way.”

“Y/N.” You shook it, an impressed smile on your face. “So what can I do for you, Sam?”

“I’m actually not sure. Tony just kinda sent me up here.” He raised a brow when you gasped, amused with your excitement. He smiled as the cute squeal that pushed past your lips. “I assume you know what that means.”

“I’ve been asking him forever if I could design your new suit!”

“New suit?”

“I mean, if you’re okay with it.” You added.

“I just don’t see why I need a new suit is all.” Sam shrugged as he looked around at all your work. He knew, way deep down in the rational part of his consciousness, that he needed a new suit. There wasn’t anything wrong with his Falcon suit, but wearing a new suit seemed too definite. If he put on a new combat suit, it meant that he was fully stepping into this new role. That he would be Captain America in more than just name. People would look at him, at his suit, and recognize that he was the Captain America.

“How about this?” You stepped toward him, prepared to bargain. “Let me make you a suit. If you don’t like it, I’ll just give your Falcon suit an upgrade. Deal?”

He let out a nervous chuckle at your offer. He had nothing to lose, really. Either way, he got upgrades. Still, he looked over at you and decided he couldn’t be the one to snuff the ambitious look in your dark eyes. He shook your hand, smiling softly at the triumphant grin that broke across your face. “Deal.”

“Great!” You were bouncing on your toes when he agreed. You practically raced back to your desk and started shuffling through your sketches and until you found the folder you were searching for. You handed them to Sam, “You can come back tomorrow morning so I can take your measurements. Till then, look through these sketches and tell me what you like.”

“So you’ve been working on this for awhile?” Sam asked, briefly flipping through the many colorful sketches.

“Ever since Tony told me about you.”

He let out a breath of amusement through his nose. Of course it was Tony, trying to set things in motion before Sam was even sure of what he wanted. Still, he knew Tony was trying to help. Sam gestured with the folder. “I’ll take a look.”

“Cool. Tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow.”

—

When Same woke up the next day, he found himself immediately thinking about meeting with you later. He felt weird. Nervous, even. Whether it was due to the idea of a new suit — of being Captain America — or seeing you, he wasn’t sure. All he knew was that he felt like a swarm of butterflies had flown from his stomach to his throat and decided to make a home there.

After stepping out of the shower, which took twenty more minutes than usual, he fumbled around for something to wear. What was he supposed to wear to fitting anyway? Sweats? Jeans? As his mind wandered, he thought of you. Rather, he thought of how you would see him. Maybe I should wear the green shirt, he thought. Girls always seem to like the green shirt.

He paused. Why was he thinking that?

He’d just met you. He knew a total of two facts about you: your name was Y/N and you listened to Four Seasons. That was hardly enough for Sam to be worried about how he looked for you. Yet, there he was, slipping on the dark green shirt that seemed to stretch ever so slightly across his broad chest. He settled on a pair of dark jeans before heading down to the kitchen for a cup of coffee.

As he stepped into the communal kitchen, Bucky was already sitting at the island, back facing Sam. He had just returned from his daily run, still in his sweatpants and white T-shirt with a cup of coffee in front of him. “There’s still fresh coffee in the pot.” Bucky mumbled into his cup as he flipped to the next page of the newspaper.

“Thanks.” Sam walked past him, slapping the newspaper into Bucky’s face as he walked by. “Why are you reading a newspaper?”

“To keep up with the news. Like a normal person.”

“There are these great new things called cell phones. Most people read the news on those now.”

“Well, I’m not most people, am I?” Bucky lowered the newspaper and furrowed his brow at the sight of Sam. “What girl are you trying to impress?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Green shirt.”

“What about it?”

“That’s your ‘I want a girl to like me’ shirt.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Sam scoffed as he poured a second cup of coffee. “This is just a shirt.”

“The shirt.”

“I’m not having this argument with you.”

“Not much of an argument when you know I’m right.” Bucky smirked. “Who’s the second cup for?”

Sam paused as he realized he’d been caught, but quickly recovered with an eye roll. “For me. So I don’t have to come back and hear your annoying ass voice.”

“Mhm. Tell the girl I said hi.”

“Screw you.” Sam left the kitchen to the sound Bucky’s chuckles, reluctant to admit that he was right. Moments later, he was waiting for the elevator, tapping his shoe to distract himself from the butterflies that were starting to flutter around again. When the doors slid open, Tony briefly greeted Sam before stopping and pulling off his glasses. “Green shirt?”

Sam stepped past him. “Shut up.”

Every step closer to your workspace had him jittery. Not only was he forced to deal with these unfamiliar feelings for you — if that’s what they were — but he was finally being confronted with his new position. One step closer to replacing Steve. To being Captain America. Yet, he couldn’t deny, he could envision himself in some of the suits you had sketched for him. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.

When he entered 626, there was loud music playing once again. Another old song he recognized, Van Morrison. He smiled at the thought of you dancing around your space again, singing along to Brown Eyed Girl. It wasn’t so much about him catching you in the act. It was nice, a privilege really, to see the natural you. Eyes closed, arms up, hips swaying. Seeing how you act when you believed no one was watching was like strangely endearing.

And there you were, almost matching his wandering thoughts to a tee. You were setting up for work, once again not noticing Sam’s arrival. You danced across the room as you moved things from place to place. You began to sing out the words as you prepared to lift your tri-fold mirror. Sam broke from the trance and called out your name. You jumped and placed a hand over your heart, laughing quietly when you saw it was only him. “Caught me again.”

“To be fair, you seem pretty easy to catch with the way you get lost in music.” Sam smiled, placing the coffee cups on your desk, far from any of your papers. “Let me get that for you.”

“Oh, you don’t have to—”

“It’s no problem. Just tell where you want it.”

You stepped away from the mirror, tossing a stray braid over your shoulder with a smile. “Just over there, in front of that pedestal. Thanks.” When he went to lift it, your eyes were drawn to his arms, watching his biceps flex. You caught yourself before you could begin to stare, heat rising to your cheeks as you went to look for your measuring tape.

“Oh, by the way, I brought you a cup of coffee.” Sam mentioned as he set the mirror down. “You know, if you drink it? I didn’t know what you put in it, if anything, so it’s black. Is that okay?”

“That’s perfect, actually.” You sighed happily. “I’ve been trying to replace coffee with loud music in the mornings, hence the dancing.”

“Of course.” He chuckled in response.

“And while I love to blast Morrison at nine in the morning, it’s not the same without a hot cup of coffee.” You took the cup he offered with a smile. “Thanks for thinking of me.”

Sam couldn’t help how his heart skipped a beat. “Don’t mention it.”

You took a sip, “So, you ready to get measured for your new suit?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

“Great, just step onto the pedestal for me, and relax.”

“Got it.”

It was quiet as you brought the tape measure under his arms and around his chest. It wasn’t exactly uncomfortable, but Sam was sure his nerves had to be radiating out of him. The butterflies were beating against his ribcage as you pulled just tight enough on the tape measure. You took note of the number and bent over to write it down on your notepad. Being so close to you, Sam felt himself tense up as you measured around his waist. You chuckled and looked up at him. “You gotta relax.”

“I’m relaxed.”

“If you don’t loosen up, your new suit is gonna be super tight in all the wrong places.” You joked. “Talking usually helps.”

“About what?”

“Anything.” You shrugged. “Like why are you so opposed to a new suit?”

Almost as if it was a reflex, Sam tensed up again with a nervous and playful chuckle. “Way to get me to relax.”

“I’m just saying.” You laughed, adjusting the tape once again. “It’s not like you’re not qualified. I mean, Steve chose you.”

“Yeah, he did. I wish it were that simple in my mind.” He admitted.

“What’s your mind saying?”

“What isn’t it saying?” Sam rolled his eyes at himself. “It’s just… I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do.”

“I don’t want to put that on you. That’s not your job.”

“It’s not.” You agreed with a chuckle. “But that’s not why I asked. You can tell me.”

Again, with a wave of confusion, he felt the tension melt away. He didn’t know why he felt this way, like he could tell you anything and everything. There was a familiarity about you, like you were someone he’d known his entire life despite only meeting twenty hours ago. His father probably would’ve called you an old soul. Maybe in some other lifetime, in another universe, you knew each other. Or maybe, this was just fate coming to pass. Destiny finding, not two halves, but two wholes — putting them together like some sort of experiment to see what would come of it.

“It’s just… how am I supposed to follow after Steve?” He asked. “He has such a huge story, this legacy just hanging over my head. He’s been saving people since before either of us were born. And now here I am, some dude from the Air Force that met Steve completely by accident, about to take up his shield. It just seems unbelievable. Literally.”

You nodded as you measured around his left thigh. “First, let me say that your feelings are completely valid.”

“Why do I feel like you’re about to decimate everything I just said?”

“Not decimate!” You laughed. “Just gently prove wrong.”

“Oh, in that case.” He smiled down at you.

“Shut up.” You snapped him with the tape measure before measuring his other thigh. “Steve is not the only one with a story. I mean, Sam Wilson, the guy who grew up in Harlem, lost his parents and his best friend, and still managed to not give up? The guy Steve Rogers trusted with his life almost immediately after meeting him? The same dude who stole a top secret government project and used it to become a superhero? I think that’s pretty badass.”

Sam considered your words with a small smile. Sure, he may have seemed normal — maybe even mundane — to himself, but the fact is that he had also been through a lot. Just like Steve, Sam realized that his life was no walk in the park. Not many people couldn’t have lived Sam’s life and come out the other side not just okay but strong. He wasn’t Steve Rogers, but that didn’t matter. He was Sam Wilson, and maybe that was okay.

“You’re good at that.” He commented quietly, looking down at you. He just about caught himself staring at you. The bright smile across your ruby shaded lips, the almost childlike excitement in your eyes. And your eyes — jesus. They were the same color as his, a dark brown. Yet, he couldn’t help but find yours so much more interesting.

“At what?”

“Talking to people.”

“Not everyone. Just...” You shook your head as you stood up straight. There was something indecipherable in his eyes — or maybe you wanted to believe it was. Still, it was there. Admiration, confusion, gratefulness? You weren’t sure. But the intensity of his stare made heat spread across your cheeks one more, and you ducked your head, moving to the side to measure the length of his arm. “Just people like you.”

Minutes later, you finished his measurement and moved on to the designs. You and Sam went through each and every one, noting his likes and dislikes. As time went on, it became very apparent that he was ready to be Captain America. Even if he wasn’t sure yet, you were. Much too soon, every detail of his new suit was planned out, and it was time for Sam to go.

“If I make this my top priority, I can have your new suit finished in two weeks, tops.”

“You don’t have to do that.” Sam said bashfully. “I’m sure you have other work to do.”

“None as exciting or as important.”

“Now you’re just stroking my ego.” He joked.

You scoffed painfully, “Like you need me to do that.”

You walked beside him, down the hall and to the elevator. He couldn’t help but wish he had some sort of excuse to stay, but leading the Avengers meant a mountain of responsibilities. Still, he wanted to see you again. Not for work and not for designing a new suit. He wanted to get to know you away from the fabric and tape measures. He wanted to find out how someone as sweet and breathtaking as you could even exist in a world filled with such evil left and right. So, he rocked back and forth for a moment before turning to you.

“And um, Y/N?”

“Yes?”

Sam fully intended to ask you out just then. But he felt like he couldn’t move. A feeling of nervousness he hadn’t gotten since he was a teenager, he was frozen. Staring at you like a deer in headlights, his brain screamed at him: Just ask her, you dumbass! Then, the elevator announced its arrival with a ding and broke his concentration. He cleared his throat and smiled nervously. “Thank you again. You’ve been a huge help.”

You blinked in confusion but stammered out, “Glad to be of service.”

It wasn’t until a few days later that Sam had gained the courage to do what he should’ve done in that moment.

The city was in danger — some high-level Hydra threat — and the Avengers were needed. Everyone rushed off to suit up, including Sam. That’s when he saw it. You had just finished his suit, and it was more than Sam could’ve ever imagined. A shiny white breastplate with red decals on the torso, blue pants lined with bulletproof material, and to top it off, his signature red wings. That was something he wanted to keep. They reminded him of his humble beginnings, of what made him the man that Steve chose to be Captain America.

And Captain America he was.

Sam was aware of all the stares he got as he fought the Hydra agents and ended the crisis with the rest of the team. He knew it would take some getting used to. But he was pretty sure �� no, extremely sure that he could do this. He could be the symbol that the public needed.

He strolled back into the Avengers Complex, handing a handcuffed Hydra agent off to be questioned, when he saw you. You were usually there waiting, ready for feedback on your new toys and inventions. But what Sam said surprised you.

“Hey Sam,” You started. “Did your new suit fare well? I was already thinking of some modifications based on —“

“Would you like to go out with me this Saturday?”

You blinked, lowering your clipboard in shock. “What?”

“Would you like to have dinner with me on Saturday?” He smiled wide and unabashedly. Then, with no hesitation, you smacked him on the arm with your clipboard, making him bark out a laugh.

“Took you long enough.”

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op-sheepy · 4 years ago

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6. dark law, 19. Davy Back, 36. the whimsical captain trafalgar law, 55. marine pet AU!

Oh, good eye. Those are some of my favorites.. Here is another long one under the cut. Also sorry for the late response. :D

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6. Dark Law

Essentially my take (one of them at least) on what would have happened had Corazon not taken Law from the Donquixote pirates but left anyway when he thought Law had ratted him out.

Some details regarding this:

Rocinante returns to the marines and was able to submit the intelligence he'd gathered. This doesn't do much except inconvenience Doflamingo, as already acknowledged during Law and Doffy's fight.

Vergo gets discovered so he just goes back to the family.

Law does not eat the Ope Ope no mi since Doflamingo never intended for him to. At least, initially.

Because, I'm assuming, not everyone can perform the "Perennial Youth Operation," as it was stated they needed to be 'wise' or 'knowledgeable' and being a doctor does not really automatically equal that, Doflamingo had to kill the users he had chosen when none of them could do it so the fruit could go back to the circulation and he could feed it to the next potentially qualified person he could find.

Law's Amber Lead Syndrome got healed by one of these users though it was only because Law, himself, taught them how to (being familiar with the disease through his father's research as well being a good doctor)

Eventually, everyone realizes that Law is actually the most suited to wield the fruit (all the other smart doctors either having a fruit already or are simply inaccessible), certain that Law would be able to figure out how to do the ultimate technique. So, reluctantly, because he does care in his twisted conditional way, Doflamingo gives the Ope Ope no Mi to Law.

Law at this point had been raised as Doffy's right hand, all according to his plan. While he truly considers Law family and might genuinely regret making him give up his life, Doffy would still ask it from him because there is nothing more important than Doflamingo and his goals. A sentiment that almost everyone in his family considers true.

And Law... well...

Doflamingo rested both hands on Law's shoulders. His tinted glasses peering down, voice heavy with regret, "I wish there was another way."

Law's face remained impassive only broken by a small wistful twitch of his lips. It almost looked like a smile. He grasped Doflamingo's arm and directed him towards the operating table.

"You have taught me many lessons one of which was the futility of wishing for better circumstances." Law seated him and prepared his equipment.

"You taught me to take advantage of any situation by using whatever it is at my disposal." Carefully, he opened a package of sterile gloves. It wasn't really needed but the ritual of opening the pack and putting the gloves on one hand at a time always helped settle his nerves.

"I had expected you to do the same so I'd been prepared for this even before you gave me the fruit." Law lifted his eyes as he slid the first glove in place. "Don't feel too bad. I really am grateful for everything you've done for me. This is just me returning the favor."

He slid the other glove and stretched it over his hand. Softly, almost a whisper, without taking his eyes off his would-be patient, "I wish there was another way too." The snap that followed the release of the glove was too loud in the small operating room.

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19. Davy Back

Early Heart Pirates stuff. And another workaround for writing with at least one of the nameless Heart Pirates.

A Davy Back Fight is initiated for an abused crew member of the opposing crew because Penguin couldn't help himself. The rules are a work in progress, hence this fic's state in limbo.

I really like writing about how these guys were when starting out. They probably looked too adorable, to be honest, so in the harsh North Blue they must have had a hard time getting treated seriously. Not that that would have bothered them (I honestly think they exploited it a lot.)

The enemy captain stared intently at each Heart Pirate then at the list of members given to him. The man didn't bother controlling the upward curl of his mouth.

"No powers. No weapons. Sumo wrestling with your navigator and hand-to-hand combat with your doctor."

Shachi choked and struggled a little bit to get his breathing back to normal. He waved away Penguin's hands patting his back. The pats were a little too harsh, clearly an admonishment if the accompanying glare was anything to go by.

Penguin almost felt sorry for whoever it was being matched against Law. Bepo, while just as incensed by the other crew, was way too conscious of controlling his strength to ever really hurt anyone too badly. The captain, on the other hand, could turn someone into a useless writhing lump of agony by systematically dislocating joints Penguin hadn't even known could be dislocated. Gruesome as severed body parts looked, the powers could at least make it painless.

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36. The Whimsical Captain Trafalgar Law

More Heart Pirates stuff though would feature some of the allied crews as well. This is actually a series/multi-chaptered (or would be).

A Heart Pirates adventure fic where they all go along with their captain's whims all while trying to figure him out. His crew is so used to it they barely even flinch anymore.

Not to say they understand him because who knows what goes inside their captain's head. In fact, they debate that sometimes (a lot of times) the crew being divided among those who think Law has got a plan and those who think he's winging it (often switching really).

"You can't possibly tell me there's some sort of plan behind this."

More than half of the crew looked a bit skeptical, the rest looked defensive.

Clione held up his hands. "Hey, I'm not complaining. I'll follow the captain wherever same as you. But you gotta admit that there isn't always a method to his madness. He really does do things on a whim."

"I disagree. The captain's just saying that but he knows what he's doing. Pretty sure there's a reason behind all his actions..." Protests started, so Penguin amended, "...that isn't just him being a bastard on purpose because he hates someone. Which is a pretty valid reason since we are pirates."

"How about that time we raided the flour factory?" Ikkaku asked.

Penguin's reply came immediately. "Discreet incendiary." A beat. "...also he hates bread."

Before they could celebrate, Shachi interrupted, "His dislike of bread counts as a reason and since it's incidental it doesn't count as a whim."

With narrowed eyes, Clione tried again. "The monastery? Dressing up as monks."

"Medicinal plant in the courtyard bred by this one priest."

"Marineford?"

"Allowed us to get intel and allies."

"And the emergency operations without anesthesia?"

"Possible drug interaction. Emporio Ivankov and their hormone powers."

So continued their back and forth. By the end of it, Penguin and Shachi looked way too smug. Truthfully, they both agreed Law was more impulsive than he let on, often unaware of it himself. But they knew the man they chose to follow always had a plan and purpose (though not necessarily present at the start, but semantics)

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55. Marine Pet AU

Haha... Another one of those difficult to explain ones. Starring the Marines (particularly the original three admirals and Sengoku), and the Shichibukai.

Uhm... So everything's the same except the Shichibukai aren't pirates. They're animals. That's it.

It starts with a wayward flamingo wearing eyewear harassing officers near one of their HQs. Also the Marines need to improve their public image. For some reason, the best they came up with is to get a mascot. Hitting two birds with one stone. (Except they can't really hit the bird. They tried)

So the Marines build a zoo or a habitat. Here are the only types of pirates the World Government can tolerate. Aren't they cute and fluffy?

The public eat it all up. It's popular so now they have to commit. And really, these animals become so important their safety and wellbeing become the higher-ups' problem.

Kizaru is having fun. Aokiji is resigned. Akainu tries (he doesn't quite know what but he'll do what's best for the Marines even if that's getting that damn flamingo away from the reptile enclosure for the tenth time that week on a Tuesday.)

Will feature other marines as well as all of the Shichibukai. All of them.

He checked the schedule and sighed deeply.

Boa, Doflamingo, Mihawk.

He had the most troublesome ones. Briefly, he contemplated just letting his subordinates handle them but quickly scrapped the idea.

He wouldn't say these animals were attached to him and the other admirals but they got more difficult to handle the lower the rank as though these creatures' egos get ruffled. It wasn't a matter of ability. It was perhaps more accurate to say that they had respect. A modicum of it.

It should be Boa's feeding time. Another sigh escaped him as he headed towards the grooming room, a room specifically made to groom Boa's food.

It took them a while to figure out the snake's preferred diet but they found it out when a stray kitten had snuck in and Boa swooped in to swallow it whole. From there they determined that she would only eat cute animals--any less adorable and she doesn't even look at it. So puppies and kittens. And maybe bunny rabbits. Which was bad from a PR perspective so they've taken to grooming rats. Put a nice lovely ribbon and brushed them so they're all fluffy.

He entered the grooming room and one of the officers assigned there took a quick look at him, glanced down the rat they were grooming, then burst to tears (they tended to get attached.) He pressed his hand to his head letting the ice cool down his budding headache. Why couldn't he have gotten Jinbe?

Thank you for playing. :)

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makeupbychio · 5 years ago

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Wildflower // C.H

(credits to the owner of the picture)

Pairing : Calum Hood x Female Reader.

Warnings : Smut, things are getting hot and heavy so take a seat. Swearing and fluff.

Words : 2.5k.

Inspired by : Wildflower by 5sos, duh. And Calum’s pink hair and also a Bad Bunny’s song called A Tu Merced and his videos that he’s been posting with his girlfriend.

a/n : I wrote this today so all mistakes are mine. Feedback is more than welcome. Love y’all and stay at home if you can, stay safe and take care.

"Calum what have you been doing this quarantine?" Calum read the sticker question on his Instagram story while he did the video for the answer.

"Well, not too much to be honest" he said with his raspy morning voice and with his notorious aussie accent. "I'm watching tons of tv shows that I left in the middle, taking the sun, believe it or not baking a lot so also exercise so at the end of this I'm not a ball so yeah".

"Do you have in mind your next hair color?" the question said. He was using a cap since he is recording the videos in the patio. It was a sunny day and people could noticed the glow the sun and maybe another thing was making on his skin. "Actually I did something the other day, I had another color and yesterday I changed it to this one I don't think you guys want to see it" he said removing the cap pointing at his blonde hair.

He answered a couple of questions related to the upcoming album releasing soon and then he said goodbye. "K' guys I'm gonna start my day, hope everyone is okay and please stay home. Love ya' and take care".

He didn't mean it to film this video for his social media and he had in mind to keep it to himself but he wanted to change that and posting anyways since everyone is doing something to show that we are in this together and just to goof around. He is always been so quiet when it comes to big things happening around the world and fans didn't like that about them sometimes.

The previous week he was so bored and had no idea what to do next. You and Calum already had breakfast and exercised early in the morning. It was hot outside so you bring up with the idea to be in the pool. He agreed and went upstairs with you to change into your swim suits.

You and Calum have always been a hot couple but keep it reserved to yourselves even when there is no surprise for the rest of the world even when you try to hide it. You were wearing a tiny red bikini that always drives Calum crazy. He had to control himself for not ripping it off, he wanted to enjoy the moment with you.

"Damn mama, you know how much I love you and thank God for this bikini" he said almost frustrated and kissed your neck before he asked you to help him with the sunscreen on his toned back. Then as he was laying on the grass you also applied the product on the back of his legs. You laughed when you remembered that time when last summer he was laying on his stomach all naked taking the sun and helped him with the sunscreen too for his thighs and ass.

After a long time in the sun when it was burning so much you both went to the pool and enjoyed there with music in the background.

"K' time to get out?" Calum asked you while your legs were laced on his waist and your arms around his neck. You nodded at him and with the same position he hold you with his strong arms out the pool. If it is a cold day he would do the same but in the jacuzzi.

During the last weeks you have been listening to Bad Bunny's new album. It is a hot album like he said in an interview that his mom asked him to go to church on sundays. You have been teaching spanish to Calum since you listen to latin artists and know perfectly the language.

You both are always goofing around so he was next to you dancing in the grass. 'La Santa' was playing in the back in the big speakers so you had a whole party for two. He hugged you from behind while you sang the lyrics and when the song ended he lifted you again to sit in the glass table he has in the shadows. He sit in the comfy chair and you take a sit on his lap, both still with wet hair from previous the swimming.

"Ugh, can we take a picture like this, please?" he asked you and let you know he is been dying to freeze this moment with you like this on his lap and your famous bikini. He took more than one and when he checked them he is mesmerized at your natural beauty and gorgeous body. He sent the pictures to you and you teased him how needy he is today.

You took his face in your hands to give him a peck. "What are you thinking, handsome?" you asked him knowing him perfectly he had something.

"I saw a meme about please do not cut your bangs during the quarantine and I was thinking what if I dyed my hair?" he said. You laughed at his childish idea and told him that he is doing exactly the opposite what the meme he saw said.

"And what color do you have in mind?" you said brushing his little curls with your fingers.

"Mmm I don't know why I had a pink tint upstairs" he said thinking while he rested his head on your boobs, still holding your waist.

"Now you have my attention" you said at him. He gave a little kiss to your exposed breast before he stood up to go find the tint.

Once he came back with everything he needed. You offered him to help him.

But, before you could start, 'A Tu Merced' started playing and Calum knows how much you love this one. The song basically says how she has he wrapped around her finger, that is why in the song Bad Bunny sings that he would do anything she asked him.

Calum started filming with his phone with the front camera as he left his phone in the glass table pointing at the back of the patio where you two started dancing closer since it is a little bit slow song, he tried his best and followed your hips while he sang in your ear the chorus of the song in spanish, and when he lost the rhythm he sit again and you came closer to hug him from behind and you buried your head on his neck and kissed his temple. He was fast again to put you back on his lap. "God, I love you baby. Can we spend all of our mornings like this?" he asked while he devised your lips and kissed you. You shifted yourself better to straddle him so you were blocking the view so his phone was recording your back and when Calum grabbed your ass firmly with both hands. Both of you forgot about the phone and got lost in your make out session while the songs keeps playing. Calum took advantage of what he had in front now that you looked taller on his lap and kissed your exposed skin closer to his mouth then he moved his hands up to the side of your boobs where the straps of your bikini rounded your chest. You groaned because the difference of temperature of his hot hands and the cold of his chains against you compared to the coldness of your clothed skin because of the damp bikini.

You kissed him on the lips interlacing your arms around his neck but broke the next move when the song ended and you came back to reality. “Cal, is still recording or you stopped the video?” you asked him referring to what he started what should be how you dyed his hair. Not that you wanted to do a sex tape with him, at least not in the back of the house.

“Fuck” he jumped and stopped the video immediately. You hid your red face on his neck and laughing at how you both were a mess. You protested at him to not see the video now, you were still embarrassed but he did it anyways and praised you at how amazing and hot you looked on top of him.

“You should keep the video, ya’ know if you miss me on tour” you winked at him and you felt his bulge against your clothed sex. He suggested to move on to dye his hair before he make love to you right there.

You know he is not going to show the video to anyone and you kinda liked the take from that angle when you saw it.

Now, without distractions Calum was recording the process for his new hair color. “Day one thousand of quarantine, we are going to dye my hair” he said to the camera like youtubers doing a tutorial. He introduced you and you started doing what he wanted so you put the gloves and dyed his hair, the video was really funny and his final reaction of the result was hilarious. He was in the bathroom looking at the mirror still with the towel around his neck. “Don’t try this at home, I look like Nicki Minaj but in a bad way” he joked.

During the rest of the day you couldn’t stop running your fingers through his pink hair. It looks amazing on him even when you miss the black curls and even more his afro and you let him know that he looks so handsome.

Once he finished a live stream with Luke (but hiding his hair with the hoodie) on Instagram he went upstairs to get ready for bed. He looked so cuddly with his white cream hoodie and just boxers. He gave you a look, open wide eyes when he found you were wearing the empathy hoodie that he found the last week, and your black lace panties.

“I think I’m going to make this my wallpaper” he pointed at you his phone and the photo he chose. It was the exact moment of his hands on grabbing your ass and the rest was your back with little drops of sweat and water. You hid your red face and laugh on his neck at how shameless he is. "What?! We are staying at home just the two of us, it is not like someone or the guys are going to see your beautiful curves as my background" he said but definitely when the quarantine ended in a future he forgot to change the wallpaper so everyone he knows saw it, even the paps or fans when he walked in the streets and were holding his phone unlocked and cameras did catch what picture he has.

"You are playing a dangerous game, Hood" you looked at him daring him that this game can be played by two.

"Uh yeah?" he bit his lower lip and put down his phone on the nightstand as he got closer, his hands have been always curious so he dug them under his hoodie that you were wearing and for his surprise of your bare chest already. He positioned himself on top of you as you melted into the mattress. He supported his right arm by your side while the left one lifted the green hoodie to show your breasts. He licked all the way up from your stomach to your nipples, you moaned at his warm breath against your skin and arched your back when he played with your nipples. You managed to take off your hoodie so he could continue with his way now kissing your neck where he left hickeys and later you are going to notice that he left in your breasts too.

"I'm going to choose a turtleneck sweater if I want to facetime my family tomorrow" you said thinking of your next move. Got it. "What if we end what we started earlier in the pool?" you asked him with a playful grin.

"What do you have in mind? you know I'm all yours, baby girl" he said lifting his brows making you laugh.

"Ya' know like a hotter video than we did accidentally before I dyed your hair" you could feel how he got even harder against your panties and you love that you have that effect on him. You and Calum are very open mind when it comes to your privacy, it is another topic that he plays an angel role in public.

"Oh my goodness baby girl you are already the death of me" he jumped off the bed to settle his phone so the view were your bodies but from your left side so both of you can see your figures. He took off his clothes and turned off the lights so the moon light is illuminating your bodies.

You were thinking to take care of him but he had other idea. He let you know that tonight was all for you and he wanted to hear you calling out his name with no shame.

After the first round and you both were breathing hardly enjoying and waiting for your waves of pleasure after reaching your highs to pass. "Are you down for another round?" he asked you kissing your chain he gave you for Valentines day. You admired him and softly brushed his pink hair backwards, you got a little bit of the tint in your fingertips since he is so sweaty. Calum was looking down at you too, taking his time looking your features amazed of your beauty and your curves he was touching carefully, god he loves you so much. Despite your or his previous relationships, he talks for himself that you are the only who make him feel like this.

"What are you looking?" you grinned at him after his admiration.

"Nothing baby, I just love you so fucking much" he said putting your hair off your face.

"I love you too" you said, it was the most honest and tender moment you exchanged.

He was going down again to make love to you twice that night. When his fingers landed close your pussy you jumped because you were still so sensitive. He started kissing you from head to toe before he ate you out, king of oral sex. And when again you reached your orgasm and his name left your mouth loud and clear.

He went up to kiss your skin and give attention to your side boob tattoo. It is a wildflower tattoo, not to big but when that piece of your skin is exposed it caught everyone attention.

"My wildflower" he said in a lusty voice like if he was eating his favorite meal when he kissed your tattoo. And that’s it, that’s how he got the inspiration for the song, plus he is going to have his pink hair for a couple of days that you let him clear that you love it. And he just posted on his account a short video when you dyed his hair because the rest of the video and pictures and the video from the previous night it is just for you and him.

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leejeongz · 5 years ago

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jealous cravity

📌omg thank u for the compliment 😭 i hope u like this! also i’m sorry for any repeats of gifs from other reactions!📌

serim:

while waiting for serim to finish his game, you decided to watch some videos on youtube to kill time. the first video on your suggested was an allen fancam and being the supportive cravity fan that you are, you put it on. serim could just hear the song and he smiled secretly while facing his PC, he was so happy you liked their music. he stopped his game early just to come and cuddle you for being so cute since you were watching their stuff when he realised what you were actually watching. he pulled back from the hug he was about to give you and sat for a second, contemplating his next move. he wasn’t sure if being jealous was justified right now, but he was. he pouted visibly, rolling over to not face you on his bed and so you asked him what was wrong.

“that’s an allen fancam” he stared as if you didn’t know. “but i’m your boyfriend, you should only focus on me”. he was acting so childish you didn’t even know if he meant it, and to be honest neither did he.

you stopped the video and went to your history, where lots of serim fancams sat. you flung your arm around his chest and showed him your phone with all the videos of him on it, laughing into his ear. “see, idiot, i do watch your stuff” you kissed his cheek “and anyway, why would i watch you when you’re sat right in front of me?”

allen:

“last night, i had a really weird dream” you said while sitting opposite your boyfriend allen. he looked up from his breakfast and indicated for you to tell him what happened.

“well there were these weird robots around and it was terrifying” your hands were flying around everywhere as you got deeper into the story. “but luckily, jungmo was there and he saved me” you smiled and finally put a spoonful of cereal into your mouth, suggesting that you had finished.

“that’s cool,” allen said, no emotion in his voice. he went back to eating in silence. a few minutes passed before he looked up at you again. “why wasn’t i there to save you?” he pouted a little.

you thought for a bit, you weren’t really sure why. he went back to his silent eating, knowing that you had no valid answer. he couldn’t help but be jealous at that time, why wasn’t he the good guy in your dream, why did it have to be jungmo?

later that morning he realised how childish and silly it was for him to get jealous and the silent treatment finally came to an end. he found you wherever you were and kissed you on the cheek, following it up with a sincere apology for his reaction.

jungmo:

he knew you had a soft spot for seongmin, he did too, that wasn’t a secret either. you were spending this halloween with jungmo and his friends. usually you spent it with your younger siblings yet they felt “too old” to go out trick or treating yet “too young” to go to parties. the boys decided to have a small party, with you and some of their close friends invited. you were already changed in your cute carrot costume (that matched with jungmo’s pea costume) when you arrived, greeted at the door by seongmin, who was also in his costume, of course it was a bunny. it took way too long for the pair of you to realise the connection between your costumes but when you did, you pair wouldn’t shut up about it.

“jungmo, look, a bunny and a carrot!!” seongmin exclaimed, excitement clear in his voice.

“aha cute” he said with a gentle smile. he didn’t want to ruin your excitement so he chose to somewhat play along. you expected him to find it funnier and so you questioned him about it when you were alone later that evening.

“what was that all about?” you asked to which he looked at you in bewilderment “aha cute” you mimicked him.

“your costume goes with mine not his” he said sternly “what was the point in us two matching if you’re just going around telling people you pair have the matching outfits? i’m in a pea costume for goodness sake, you think i wanted to be a pea?” he seemed really worked up about it but looking at his reflection in the mirror of his room made him laugh which was a relieving sight for you.

“please stop telling people about your matching costumes, i wanna make this ridiculous look worthwhile” he pleaded, less angrily this time.

woobin:

you were absolutely drenched from an impromptu water fight that lasted pretty much the whole evening. since you didn’t bring any spare clothes with you, woobin said you could grab his t-shirt from the drying rack back at the dorms. when you and your boyfriend got there, he went to his room to give you some privacy while you changed. when you told him you were decent, he came out and saw you stood there in a massive oversized pink t-shirt, minhee’s massive oversized pink t-shirt.

“do you like it, i think it suits me,” you said jokingly while modelling it for your boyfriend. his face said absolutely not, not the reaction you expected to be honest.

“i’m not sure. i don’t think that shirt is for you.” he said without thinking. “can you change? i’m a little uncomfortable''. you had no idea what he was talking about, you thought maybe you stepped out of line. he went back to his room while you changed, putting on a hoodie that you knew was his. meanwhile, what he'd just said hit woobin like a tonne of bricks. he rushed back out (luckily you were dressed enough) “i was uncomfortable because it was minhee’s, not because you didn’t look good. my jealousy took over my mouth, i’m sorry!!” he stopped and looked you up and down “although you do look better in my clothes” he confessed.

wonjin:

“can i get my cardigan back? i forgot about my interview today” you text him. “sure, it’s in my room on my bed” he replied almost immediately. he was practicing while some of the others slept but you had a key anyway. you let yourself in and went to his room, knocking and entering hoping not to disturb his roommates if they were in there. you began searching through the thousands of clothes wonjin had thrown all over his bed, getting startled when woobin came in. “can i help you, y/n?” he inquired, standing at the doorway. you told him about your cardigan and he began to look with you, although you weren’t really looking, too busy laughing with each other. you never really knew how funny woobin was given that the only time you saw him was at the dorms, and then he was always busy, but he made you laugh until your sides hurt this particular morning. you finally found the cardigan about 10 minutes later, and tidied the room together like the good people you are.

the front door to the dorms shut and you heard around 4 of the boys scurrying around to get some water. you and woobin both stepped out of the room to see what the kerfuffle was when you saw wonjin looking a little down. you went over and discreetly asked him what's wrong.

“i made them leave early and rush over here so i could help you look. i didn’t realise you already had assistance” he pointed at woobin who was oblivious to what was going on. “i wanted to help you look. not anyone else” a big pout was present on his face.

minhee:

“y/n~” minhee started. you knew when he started a sentence with your name that the question was going to be one that he wanted a specific answer to. “who was your first bias in cravity?” he asked expectedly. you sat and thought for a while. you didn’t know whether to tell him the truth or tease him for a bit. you opted for the latter because why not!?

“serim” you said confidently. he looked around to see if serim was anywhere nearby before going on to jokingly insult him.

“that guy? the guy who’s like 4cm tall? you must be joking me right?” he started to argue. he didn’t pick up on your teasing and started to get quite defensive. “you know i was in cravity from day 1 right? your boyfriend? do you remember me? i was almost the leader, you know?”

as much as he tried to continue with a joking tone, he was actually a little hurt inside, and he didn’t really hide it well. he’d stutter every once in a while and his impulsive way of talking was unusual for him. you knew you should put him out of his misery right away.

“i’m joking. it was actually you!” you hit his arm while saying so.

if looks could kill you’d have been out cold in that moment. “i really thought your favourite was serim for a second then, not that i was sad or close to tears or anything, i’m not bothered, but, wow you really did that to me?”

hyeongjun:

”who’s that?” hyeongjun asked while you scrolled through your saved posts on instagram, trying to find the meme you wanted to show him.

you scrolled back up to locate the picture he was talking about. “it’s taeyoung, he literally posted this yesterday” you clarified, tapping it to show him.

he looked at you with his puppy eyes and stuck his bottom lip out “why have you saved a photo of him?”

“uhh” you didn’t want to tell him the truth and expose taeyoung but you felt like you had to at the time “he wanted me to subtly show my friend because he really likes them and he wants them to think he’s cute… i guess” you answered honestly.

hyeongjun let out a huge sigh of relief, he didn’t fully take in what you said but he knew you didn’t save it because you thought he was cute. he never knew he could get so jealous before now, but there was something about seeing another boy in your saved pictures that he just really did not like.

“i really want them to get together to be honest, i think they would look good together, don’t you?” you showed him a photo of your friend who he’d met on multiple occasions.

“huh?” he asked in bewilderment, he really wasn’t listening to your explanation...

taeyoung:

you were sat drawing at your desk in your room while your boyfriend, taeyoung, sat and played his game on your bed. your incoming call did not gain his attention yet the familiar male voice did once you’d answered it.

“who?” he asked quietly, trying to not interrupt your call.

“wonjin” you whispered back to him.

he relaxed himself back onto the bed, yet he was anything but relaxed. what did wonjin want? why didn’t he just call him, he knew you were together. his face didn’t hide his jealousy either, even when you put the phone down.

“what is it” you asked, noticing his disgruntled face.

“why did he call you?” he asked, “seems a little secretive to me” he jumped straight to conclusions. he sat up once again, waiting for an answer.

“it’s not like that and you know it,” you said in response to his outrageous accusation. “if you’re going to be like that, why don’t you just leave” you said in an even pettier tone than his.

“i don’t want to leave” by now, the argument had clearly turned into a joke as his initial jealousy had disappeared.

“good” you said in a sarcastically stern voice.

“good” he replied in the same manner, putting his game away and opening his arms for you to hug him.

(there’s about 4 gifs of him on this whole site omg 😭)

seongmin:

the boys and some trainees were all sitting in a circle when you arrived with some take out food. there was a clear space between hyeongjun and his friend so you sat there after placing the food in the middle of the circle. seongmin felt a little hurt but he understood why you did that, despite his efforts to force the others to make space for you in your absence. what didn’t sit right however was when he looked up and saw hyeongjun feeding you a piece of food. he attempted to stay quiet, which was successful for about 3 seconds.

“hey” he shouted over to you pair while trying not to cause a scene “what are you doing?” he questioned. he was a little mad, but he still sounded cute.

“y/n wanted a try of my food but i knew they’d take it all without me feeding it to them” hyeongjun jokes. “pig” he said in an unmistakably sarcastic tone while looking at you.

seongmin appreciated the sarcastic comment yet didn’t appreciate the clear flirting hyeongjun was doing. “y/n, you can sit here, jungmo will move, won’t you?” his eyes burning into jungmo’s soul.

you couldn’t not go and sit next to him and he spent the rest of the evening giving hyeongjun the evils.

gifs aren’t mine

#cravity #cravity reactions #cravity imagines #serim #allen #jungmo #woobin #wonjin #minhee #hyeongjun #taeyoung #seongmin

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itsyourbby · 5 years ago

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Hey yo, so if you write for Overhaul too that would be really noice. So, I'm sorry if that's like against some rules but in your blog I didn't found them so I'll just go straight with it: some headcanons or a fanfiction (depends on you :D) where Overhaul and his S/O travel around the world! Sorry for the cringe alright, but still thank you :3

Alrighty then! I’ll get to it :)

(In this a/u it’s still the normal my hero academia scenario but the only difference is that chisaki isn’t a villian but instead he’s the 5th top hero in Japan!Sorry bunny girl but I had too 🥺 anywho your a top hero too! Well not right now but you will , your about to debut as a hero, your 20 as chisaki is around 21. Teehee enjoy!)

You looked down to your ticket as you waited for chisaki, you noticed your hand shaking a little bit so you bit your lip to try and stop that action as to take your mind off of the topic that is making you tense.

you wouldn’t say you were nervous but more like .. anxious.. this was your first plane ride after what happen that other time . Chisaki called your whole anxiousness worry but deep down you both knew it wasn’t worry, you both knew it was PTSD , still you can’t blame him and yourself for trying to hide the fact that it’s that. You couldn’t believe that chisaki still wanted to be right beside you after what happen , you told him that he had a chance .. a chance to leave you behind because you knew that all this was to much for him but as stubborn as he is .... he chose you over everything . You don’t know if it was because he felt bad for you or because he still loves you after everything horrible that has happen to you , maybe it was both but no matter what you knew that you’ll always love him.

“Oí (y/n) let’s go , were about to board the plane . Hurry up . “

You looked up zoning out of your thoughts , your eyes widened as your lover came to view. His ombre burgundy colored hair glisend against the sun light , his eyes sparkling with out him intending to and his muscular arms flexing against everything . It was as if he was apart of those kind of edits where a character walked in slow mode and it made them look both hot and cool . His black suit just made his whole profil look even better.

(He’s wearing the second choice! He’s not holding that gun on the side of the character teehee.)

“Ah!” You blushed a bit as you realized that you were starring at him for to long , you must say you got yourself a keeper , you can’t help but wonder how lucky you got with him! He’d always have these good looking girls in his instabam (notice the difference heehee :3) dm’s but he’d always just politely tell them that he’s happily taken with the woman of his life and to them they are just his fans. He had so many beautiful girls wanting him but he chose you , your unorganized , shy self , why would he choose you over them? They looked better then you in everyway, better body, better hair, better life style , better everything .you once asked him why he chose you over everyone else . You can still remember the soft smile he gave you , his eyes looking at you with so much love , he just chuckled and said “because your better then the rest of them love! Just because they waisted thousands of dollars for breast implants or a butt implant still does not justify that they are beautiful. Your beautiful in the inside and out . I love you for who you are.”

“Oi (y/n) ... you ok?” Chisaki said as he bent down to you face to face .

“I’m fine I’m fine! I’m just thinking about how lucky I got .” You said as you smiled at him, you deadpanned as you realize that he was bending down to your hight.

“Chisaki stop making fun of me and get your luggage !” You said a bit annoyed .

He laughed at your cute reaction and soon got both your luggage and his , he looked at you once again but with a bit of worry .

“Are you ready ..? Because if your not we can always just cancel this and get ahold of other tickets next month you know..”

Taking in a deep breath you tried to push those flashbacks to the back of your head and looked at the tall man in front of you with determination. “Chisaki I know how badly you want to go to Europe and just because I have a bit of PTSD doesn’t mean that it’ll stop me from boarding the stupid plane! You’ve already given me so many things that this is the least I can do to repay you..”

“(N/n) I did all of those things with love , I didn’t do it because I was bored , I did it because I don’t wanna see you in pain anymore , as your handsom boyfriend it’s my job to make your life easier.” Chisaki said as he once again gave you those lovable eyes.

You giggled and said “I know .. but still nothing is going to stop me! I love you and I want you to be happy so this is just a ‘hey I’m sorry for putting you through so much and so this is a happy thank you gift from your lovable girlfriend !’ Gift you know “

“....fine.... but if you feel bad or you wanna go back home just tell me .. alright..? I don’t want you to fall into depression again ..”he looked at you with concern again , his eyes filled with concern twisted your heart into pieces , you didn’t like that look his eyes give because it meant that he was feeling a bit of pain , it just hurts you to think that the person you love the most in the world is hurting right in front of you.

You placed your soft small hand on his cheek and caressed it, you looked deep into his golden eyes and give him one of the biggest smiles you can pull off, “don’t worry about me darling! I’m going to be fine, I’m fine! I have you by my side which means that I’m perfect, im not hurting anymore so don’t worry about me. I may have a few nightmares or flashback time to time but it’s slowly leaving .the worst thing that can happen is if I just go insane or fall into depression again which I won’t because I have you by my side! I have My wonderful amazing handsom boyfriend!!”

He squeezed your hand gently as to say “alright” . He bent down a bit and place a big kiss on your forehead.

“Flight 185 is boarding ! Flight 185 destination to Europe is boarding this is the last final announcement on the 185 flight to Europe!”

Both you and your boyfriend eyes widened realizing that you both are already late to your flight, he took the luggage’s and you took his right hand as to not try to get lost . Both of you ran to the gate as fast as you both can , saying your “excuse me”s your “sorry!”s through out the hall pushing and bumping into people.

Once you both made it , you showed the drooling attendent both of your passports and tickets . You gave this woman a death glare as to try and tell her to keep her dirty hands off your boyfriend. She soon realized the glare and a bead of sweat left her forehead trying not to get you madder.

“S-seems like both of you are fine haha..! you b-both are good to go...”

“Thank you lady..” you said with a bit of poison in each word.

~. .~

You slowly walked to your seat which is in front of the plane, you were lucky you weren’t stuck with the same seat number as you did last time..it would of been a mess if you have gotten the same seat from before.

You gripped chisaki’s hand with a bit of force . You took a deep breath and slowly ex hailed as to not get a panic attack in the middle of getting ready to blast off. Chisaki reasured you with a grip back and gently smiled to you . He took his hand away trying to fit your bag on the storage above both your seats.

A small 5 second flashback of what happen before came to your mind but you shaked it off trying not to get chisaki’s attention, you didn’t want to ruin this experience for chisaki , you didn’t want to make it worse for him .

Getting comfortable with your first class seat you twisted and turned trying to get the right position, you couldn’t just sit like a normal person because it’ll just trigger you a bad guilty feeling from the Trauma you have. So you just laid your head on chisaki and tried to calmly breath .

“Attention this is captain Levi and I’ll be the person to bring you to your destination. Please don’t leave any .....”

You tried to pay attention to the announcement the captain was trying to give out but it all just faded away in the background as you were paying attention to the pattern of chisaki’s chest inhaling and exhaling. It was a usual thing you would do , it’s like a excersize you would do to try not to think about your past. You didn’t want to trigger something and and make this bad.

You felt your eyelids getting heavier and heavier to soon close them and fade into internal darkness.

—. .—

A blood curdling scream was all you can hear.

Your ears weren’t popped which made you uncomfortable.

You lightly and gently opened your eyes to the blazing sun , you tried to cover your eyes from all the brightness but you couldn’t as the pain from moving your arms were to much . The brightness soon gave you a pain aching headache which made you groan out loud.

“MEREDETH”

You heard a woman scream out for someone.

All you can think of was about the weather , was it going to snow later ? Or was it going to rain later ? Who knows and who cares .

You heard another ear piercing scream which made you go insane.

You instantly got up on your feet ignoring the pain you felt , the only explanation as to why it doesn’t hurt as much as it should is probably because of all the Adrenaline your brain is giving you.

You looked around you and all you can see is scattered airplane parts and blood everywhere. You were in the woods... you were surrounded by tall trees and a huge mess.. you were nowhere.

Your eyes widened as to the fact that you have a huge piece of airplane craft piercing you in the abdomen , you could of bled out if you kept moving but you didn’t care, all you cared was about finding other people.

“MEREDITH GET UP , GET UP “

You head towards the female voice you were hearing .

“C-“

Blood came gushing out of your mouth as you were trying to get your friends name out of your mouth.

“(Y/N)”

She walked towards you and gasped as she saw your state. She just couldn’t get her eyes off of the big trauma in you.

“I- are you ok...?”

“I-I’m fine....it’s the adrenaline thats ...” you groaned in pain.

“That’s letting me move and talk ...” you coughed and saw more blood coming out of your mouth.

“W-where mer..?”

“She’s laying on the ground Shocked as we are...” she went back to Meredith and tried to bring her up.

“I....ill go see if the rest are ok..”

You limped your way to the other side and saw the huge plane scrap on the ground, the ear hurting scream getting louder and louder .

The loud impact came hitting you as your ears popped, now you could hear everything.

People grunting was heard, other loud yelling was heard but the yelling that was happening close to you was the loudest one, people yelling out each other’s names along with people coughing up blood but the one sound that stood out amongs the others was the sound of your heart pumping blood into your body.

All you could now pay attention to was you heart pumping blood , you focused on it as you were trying to get your mind settled on what happened.

“WHERES MY SHOE?”

“DEREK?”

“LEXIE COME ON DONT LEAVE ME”

“IM STUCK”

....

.....

This whole thing was just driving you Mad.

“SHUT UP .. JUST SHUT THE HELL UP.. “

You screamed to the sky not caring if it hurted your lungs or if who ever heard it got offended.

You took a deep breath and noticed that it was quite.. all you could hear now was sobbing and groans.

You limped around the huge plane craft and notice the woman who was screaming those ear piercing screams.

“A..arazona..”

“Hhh....hhhh...hey” she tried to say as you noticed her blond hair was covered with dirt and other dirty things.

You looked down at where she was sitting and the first thing you noticed was all the blood she was trying not to let out, her leg was half opened along with the inside of her thigh almost coming out.

It’s for sure she’s getting her leg amputated..

“D-do you need help..?”you said as you got a big tree branch to hold you up.

“...Just..wheres everyone..?”arazona said with a tired voice

“Meredith and Cristina are over there , they don’t have any serious injuries other then mer having a thing stuck inside of her leg... b..but she’ll be ok-“ you said quickly trying not to through up a lot of blood which back fired, you soon spited up clumps of blood.

“Get the rest..I’ll be ok..but in pain at the same time..”she said .

You lightly chuckled and walked around noticing a man laying stomach flat to the side of a wing of the airplane .

“Look Lexie .. once we’re out of this I’ll leave Julia just don’t leave me..”the guy with gray hair voice cracked , you could just hear the pain in his voice , his dominant male voice that you knew was now weak and frail filled with voice cracks and grunts.

“M-“ you clenched your teeth feeling the air craft that impaild you move a bit, you panted for a second.

“...mark..?”you said with all the strength you had.

He didn’t even turn around , he was to focused on the woman in front of him.

Trying to get a good view you moved a bit to the side to see what was occupying him.

You gasped at the sight in front of you.

There , under the heavy wing of the airplane , laid a young pale woman you knew as Lexie, her skinny body was in half as a huge part of the plane pierced into her.blood was covered all over her as she kept gasping for air, her eyes...you couldn’t even look at her eye to eye.

She didn’t even try to scream... who knew how long she laid there before you woke up.

Every second that pass might be the last second she’ll take her last breath , which honestly scared you.

“Hold....hold my h-hand..”Lexie said to mark as she placed her arm in front of his face.

“Tch Im not gonna hold your hand because your not dying..” mark got up and tried to lift the heavy wing off of her.

‘It’s no use..’ you said in your head.

He let out a paining scream trying as hard as he can to lift it off of the woman he loves.

After him realizing that he’ll need more people to lift it with him he laid down on his stomach and holded Lexie’s hand. The pale woman gave him a soft smile.

“..I love you.. “ mark hitched. he said as Lexie’s head shaked slowly .

“I’ll always be in love with you “

“Yeah?” Lexie said as her grip on marks hand tighten.

“which is why you have to stay alive “

“No, you can’t die ok?”

She gasped in pain.

“You can’t die, because we’re supposed to end up together..we’re ment to be “

Lexie smiled as she repeated the last 3 words mark said.

“M....meant to..be..”

You watched as the whole thing played out, you couldn’t believe that the woman right in front of you , Lexie , one of your friends was going to die, right in front of you , you didn’t even get to know her well...

You finally focused on Lexie, your hand coming to your mouth as you saw the life in her slowly leave her eyes. Now all you saw in her was emptyness in her eyes.

Marks hand shakingly came to her face as he softly caressed her cheek and slowly closed her eyes.

You heard people coming so you turned around and saw Cristina and Meredith, they both looked ... dead inside .. maybe it’s the fact that this whole thing just doesn’t make sense.

They stopped abruptly when they laid their eyes on Lexie’s dead face.

..Heh..she looks as if she’s peacefuly sleeping..

Meredith let out a loud gasp and seconds later she started crying.

You walked closer to the now dead body.. you couldn’t believe that someone you knew just died in front of you...did she even try to fight for her live..? Did she knew that she was going to die the whole time..? What about mark? Is he going to give up on life now..?

You felt a hot tear come down your eye... you just accepted the pain now...Lexie was dead .. even if you didn’t get to know her as well as mark did she still was a huge impact in your life . You felt more and more clumps of tears come down your face as if there was no tomorrow , you didn’t care who saw you , you just cared about the fact that a person died right in front of you you fell to the ground and face the sky asking god why he was cruel. Lexie never did anything bad...she that type of girl whod talk really fast because they were nervous , she was the type of girl to eat none stop if they were stressed. She was your type of person.

Mark looked to the ground now hiding his face.

He wasn’t the type of person to cry but ...who would blame him if he cry’s right now..the love of his life just died right in front of him.

But he didn’t.

He hold the pain in.

You made the unfortunate mistake to move your stomach to side.

You were just trying to look at Meredith but instead all you did was move the sharp thing inside of you and puncture your lung.

Meaning.. your lung collapsed...because of you..

You gasped for air every second you could .

You were to busy trying to breath that you couldn’t even notice the fact that everyone was screaming your name trying to see what was wrong with you.

“n)....(y/n)...?!”

Your eyes widened as you heard a familiar voice call your name.

“Ch-chisaki..?” You said.you lifted you head and noticed that there was a few wet spots on chisaki’s shirt.

“What the...” you then noticed the damped spots on your face . You were wet...

( not that way you nasty gorl)

You touched both of your upper cheeks which were near your eyes..w-were you crying..?!

“(Y/n).....”

“Hn..?”

“Are you alright..?!”

“I-I’m fine just had a little nightmare that’s all ... did I cry in my sleep again..?”

“Yeah ... you were also gasping none stop... I thought your lung failed on you again?!” He said with concern in his eyes.

He grabbed both of your small hands and kissed them while looking at you .

“I..that happen..?” You whispered to yourself , you then clenched chisaki s face and looked at him with all the seriousness in you.

“H-hear me out..it wasn’t as bad as the other ones I had...it’s slowly getting better so don’t worry .. this only happened because were on .. this thing you know “ you said as you were refrensing to the airplane.

“Anyway why would my lung fail on me..? It was a perfect lung and it’s being a champion for making me breath silly so don’t worry. I told you if I feel worse like I did before then I’ll tell you as soon as possible, I know myself and if I tell you that I’m alright then I mean it!” You kiss chisaki’s cute nose and gave him a close eyed smile.

He looked at you shocked for a second , he was surprised at how calmly you seemed to be . He ended up hugging you tightly and letting go of the breath he didn’t notice he was holding in. He’s scared to lose you but now that you reassured him he felt warm and calm .

You hugged him back, he felt so warm and cuddly so you hold on to him for a bit more since you knew he’d like that. Man you really loved this man, he’ll always be here for you no matter what .

“Hey Kai..?”

“Hn..”

“Guess what..?”

“Nani..?”

“I love you silly..!”

He chuckled.

“I love you more (y/n)”

Both of you left each other’s embrace as the attendent came with snacks and refreshments , chisaki already knew what you liked so he ordered the lady what you wanted and what he wanted.

You went on your phone to try and see if you could at least send your mom a text .... but you finished realizing that your on a damn ....airplane...frick..

“Oh my! Your the Top 5th hero in Japan aren’t you?! Your overhaul!! Can I get a hug and a photograph from you sir..?” The attendee said as she pushed her hands together trying to get kai’s attention towards her breast.

“Éto...” Kai looked at you to see if you alright with him giving a hug to the attendee.

You looked up from your phone and starred at the attendee,you let out a sigh and looked at Kai with a assuring smile.

He looked back at the attendee and hugged her distantly and cold towards the attendent, she noticed that and got closer to Kai .

“Teehee, your handsom overhaul~kun! “ she pushed her breast closer to his chest . He put his hands behind him and stared at the woman with a deadpanned face, it’s obvious he didn’t want to be rude with the attendent since she is one of Kai’s fans but still.

“Ma’am your plastic breasts is on my Gucci limited edition authentic button up black shirt.. I respectfully ask if you could take those things off of me, I feel very uncomfortable.” He said with a cold voice .

You just gently smirked watch the whole thing play out.

“W- ...NANI?! my breast are as real ! How dare you accuse me of plastic surgery....I’ll still excuse you tho mr.overhaul~kun. You did say that I was on your Gucci limited edition button up shirt and I am sorry for that..can I still take a picture with you tho..?”she said as she was trying so hard to make her voice all cutesy and high pitch .

Kai just groaned under his breath trying to get the whole thing over with , he faked a smiled towards her camera.

The attendent places a peace sign and pressed the button on the phone to take the picture .

She quickly kissed kai’s cheek and giggled.

‘She’s dead...lemme pray to god real quick..’

Kai’s eye widened when he realized what she just did.

A killer aura came raidiating oof of him as he opened his mouth.

“What in the hell is your name....?!”he said with poison on every word .

“Ú-uno kamia e-ekori-I mr.overhaul..w-why?!”The girl you now know as kami said with fright.

“Because I’ll be talking to the corporate you are in and make sure they fire you.”he said as he looked at her with cold eyes.

“w-wHAT?!”

“I bet your corporate would love to hear how amazing you’ve been with me. It’s true that they don’t accept you attendents to bother the people on th plane right? Isn’t it a protocol...? “ he said as he sat down next to me and looked at her dead in the eye.

“Not only did you just kiss me with your filthy mouth but you also did it in front of the woman I love.”

I grabbed a tissue and gave it to Kai as he grabbed it softly from me and try to clean the place where the woman left her lip gloss on his cheek.

“Get out of my sight.”

The woman hurriedly walked away from him trying to hide her tears from falling in front of him.

“Don’t you think you were pretty rough on her Kai..?” you said softly.

“As if. You just saw her harass me , she thought she’ll get away from it .tch. Especially the fact that she did it in front of you. Everyone knows that you can’t do that to me, I love my fans and all but there’s a difference with harassing the hero and being nice to them.” he said throwing the tissue away.

You giggled at him for the way he reacts , this wasn’t the first time he did that, it happen plenty of times it was at the point where the fans knew not to do anything else other then give him a quick hug and a fast picture.

You placed one hand on his chest and and got a tissue , as you were cleaning the spot Kai forgot to clean he looked at your mesmerizing beauty.

“..God..” he said

“Nani?” You were to consitraighted on trying to get the red lip gloss of of his pale cheek you didn’t notice he was looking at you.

“Your just a beauty...” he placed a hand on your cheek and you felt his thumb softy carcass your bottom lip.

You blushed at the soft affection and pouted.

“Kai don’t you see I’m trying to get this disgusting lip gloss off of your cheek!”

“I knowww~ I just can’t help myself. How did I ever get lucky with a woman like you (y/n). “ Kai smiles at you and placed a kiss on your soft lips.

__. .__

At the end of it all you both landed saftley in Europe and soon went about.

You both went shopping and sight seeing along with going to meusiums and art gallery’s. You both loved it very much , loving the new environment but also loving each other’s company.

It was in the third trip where chisaki Kai proposed to you. You both went to New York and watch the ball drop , as it did he confessed that he couldn’t live with out you and in came a huge diamond ring. Ofc you cried and said yes .

After a year of being married you ended up pregnant with twins! A boy and a girl , Kai was happy about it in fact he was ecstatic . He couldn’t believe he was going to be a baby daddy!

He said that it was up to you on the name of the babys because he was just thankful for twins and your health.

You soon chose to name your babys lexie and mark, if only they had the chance to see them grow up.

Any who it’s a happily ever after!

Guess where Meredith , Cristina , mark and Lexie come from😏 if you do find out where they come from then that’ll person would end up with getting a shout out from mwah!

Love you all so much!

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angstchim · 6 years ago

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Higher Maintenance | jjk

Maintenance Spin-Off

Hybrid reader x Jungkook

➻ smut, praise, degradation, jealousy, angst, more to add, dirty sex,

➻ Rating: M

➻ Words: 5131

I. Her Doe Eyes

At the hybrid center, they didn't play much. Soft instrumentals drowned out by the chatter of the dogs, the groaning of the cats, and the gnawing of the rodents. Your ear twitched. Out of all the songs they played, All of Me was your favorite. Maybe it's because your shy soul was lonely. The longing voice of a woman from the 1920s resonated with your soul as your sunken twinkly eyes peered through the glass of the hybrid center.

Nose twitching as people entered. Would they take all of you? A high maintenance bunny girl who needs almost constant attention?

"Hey, there sexy!" Howled Wonho the rowdy buck. Your stomach dropped. He was the worst heat partner. Namjoon was so oblivious to the incompatibilities but he still paired you with the boner buck.

You're ears dropped. Your face hiding between your knees as people walked right past you. Not caring. You were used to the stain of being a less desired hybrid. Yet Wonho chose today of all the days to taunt you.

"Oh shut it Wonwhore!" Yoongi shot back. His eyes slits and the scales on his face glistening in the yellow lights of the center. Everyone feared the snake hybrids. This one clung to you. Yoongi, why couldn't he have been a buck? If he was...if he was. You could only imagine him as a mate. He would have the blackest of ears and a maybe a spot of white on his cottontail. Your fantasy crushed as he lets out a hiss. Unconsciously reminding you of his reptilian resemblance.

However, your ears were listening to Yoongi while your eyes landed on the doors to the center. The bells chimes as they were pushed open by the most ...daunting man you have ever laid eyes on. Your tail wiggling, a little ball of cotton trembling as he walked his way around the hybrids. The bitches whimpering for him. The pussies mewling for him. And the does, especially you thumping the floor for him. Your toes and tail trembling as he walked passed the does.

His eyes black holes as they steal the breath from your lungs, along with your breath they stole your sense of shame as your eyes became moons for him. Your knees pressing into the pillow under you, your hands sitting between your thighs as the rug indented into your palms. He stood over you, his dark hair, his black suit, his shined shoes, his black tie, and his silver watch.

"What's your name deary?" He looked down at you, his eyes looking at nothing else but you. The way your knees pressed into the carpet under the weight of his gaze. You could feel the envy from those around you. The growling from Wohno across the room not even registering for you.

"Y-Y/n." Your eyes never leaving him. His pink lips most intriguing thing. His large hands reaching out to you. Your tail just about to tremble off of you. His hot touch against your jaw and cheek. "You're such a pretty girl." He hummed. "Tell me Deary. Do you like it here?" He bends over sharply, not even a bend in his knee.

Your cheeks flamed. "I-I..."

He chuckles as he watches you trip over your words. "Such a shy girl. So quiet. I suppose that's good though..." He thinks out loud. His head turning to call over Namjoon. Yoongi's hiss lingering in the air. "Sir! How much is this doe?"

"Are you sure you want her?" Your head lowered hearing Namjoon ask that. A pang of embarrassment looming in your heart.

"Is there a reason I wouldn't?" He questioned. As he checked his watch. The watch had a screen that lit up, your eyes standing seeing the expensive contraption. You tried your best to drown out the conversation with the glowiness of the 'watch'.

"There isn't a reason why you shouldn't. Just more of a caution that rabbit hybrids are higher maintenance than other breeds. She has more heats, feels lonely more often, and is frailer than the others. She isn't as lean and flexible as a cat. She isn't as energetic or outlandish as a dog. Shes pretty timid and any loud or crowded area can make her uncomfortable. " Namjoon informed the man in front of you.

Your cheeks blossoming a dark red with guilt and disappointment. The pad of your thumb against the screen of his watch. This nice man was going to leave you. He looked too important to have time for a bunny girl.

"I'll take her." He stated.

Your ears stood tall. Did you hear correctly? This man said he would take you? Your hands gripping his arm with what little force your body could muster. His dark browns landing on you. "Go get your things Deary. I'm taking you home."

Home. A real home. You gave a nod. You didn't wait. You wouldn't wait. You wouldn't give him time to change his mind. Quickly you ran to your shared living space, packing what little items you owned. Yoongi's slits staring at you.

"I'm gonna miss having my little bun around." He slipped his tongue out to taste your scent one last time. "Hope the man treats you well."

You would miss Yoongi. Everyone feared him. Even you at times, but he was a true friend. Someone you would always remember fondly. "Me too. M-Me too. I'll miss you Yoongi. I hope you find an owner soon." You timidly walked over to the cold-blooded man and pressed a small peck against his cheek. For a second, you swore his cheek was warm.

Waving your final goodbye to Yoongi, you walked back over to the tall, ebony-haired hunk. "W-What's your name?"

"How rude of me Deary. Jeon Jungkook. You can call me Guk." He smiled as he held up a pastel pink lace collar. "Chin up for me." He hummed as he leaned closer to you. He smelled amazing. His cologne, it made your stomach jump and your heart twirl. You could taste it on your lips from simply smelling it. You raised your chin for him. His hands were hot as they brushed your neck. You couldn't help but tremble. You felt like melting into him.

"Perfect fit. Such a pretty girl for such a pretty collar. Too bad when we get home it's coming off." He winked and gave your head a playful tap being mindful of your ears. A blush ran like a wildfire across your cheeks.

With timid legs, you followed the male to the luxurious car in which he came. Your eyes glued to the back of his suit. His suit fit him well. Almost too well. He opened the passenger side door for you. The veins on his hands sticking out. They stuck out too well. You felt your fuzzball of a tail twitch at the sight of his veins. "Come on Deary." He hummed checking his watch to tease you.

Your timid legs hastened into the car. He took his spot in the driver's seat. "So tell me Deary what's life like at the shelter?"

Your thighs stuck to the leather seats, your fingertips ran over the smooth seat buckles. "It's alright, I have one friend there. It's a little sad watching everyone find homes."

"I see." His tongue swabbed his jaw as he put the car in gear and began to speed off. Its tires so smooth on the road you felt like the car just slid on the road like butter. "Everything in that backpack..." He nodded toward the pink bag on your lap as he made a turn. "Is everything there all your belongings?"

"Yes." You squeaked feeling suddenly aware of how little you owned.

"Might I ask what is in there? I don't want to seem nosy but I do want to know if you have everything you need to care for yourself. If not we can stop somewhere and pick up a few things before we head home and I show you the condo."

You opened your bag. "My undergarments, toothbrush, and blanket." You looked over at the ebony haired male. He bit his lip.

"We should stop somewhere." He said as he pulled off the highway and pulled into a shopping center. "We need toiletries, suppressants, and a few extras. I got clothes your size at the condo. I had a designer friend of mine tailor them for you, I also decorated a room for you." He smiles. "I just need you to pick a few things for yourself."

You stared at awe at the man next to you as he walked you up to mall. You clung to his arm. "T-Thank you."

"Anything for you deary." He smiled and patted your head. You could burrow into his touch. You craved more. More pats. Handholds. Caresses. He led you into a luxurious perfume shop. "Get me the best shampoo, conditioner and hair treatments for her. Ones that are safe for her ears. Any perfumes and body washes that don't irritate her skin or nose and aren't too harsh. Also, any creams and lotions that won't irritate her skin, or taste odd if she licks her arms. Bunnies tend to nibble on their hands and arms when nervous." He smiled at the clerk as his hand swam in your locks.

"Yes Sir." The clerk quickly looked you over, testing a few products on your skin to test the quality and your reaction to them. Asking for your opinion every so often which you took a few seconds to ponder.

"How does this cream feel to you miss?" You gave it a light whiff, the smell pleasant to your nose. A smell of strawberry and lemon.

"I quite like that." You chimed.

"How many bottles do you want? They also have it in a mist and face wash if you'd like mist." The clerk smiled as she held out a shopping tote for you. "I'd like them all..." You chimed without thinking as you looked up as Guk.

His hand ran through your hair. You loved the feeling. His hand swam in your locks as he gave the okay for you get them all. "Anything else deary?" He hummed, his hand swam from your hair to your cheeks. His forefinger and thumb pinching your gums lightly. His thumb brushing your lips just barely. You wished they hadn't missed.

Once the shopping escapade was over, you got in the car with perfumes, lotions, skincare, and an assortment of clothes and personals. "Let's head home and I can cook us dinner."

Your mouth-watering at the thought of his cooking. You could only imagine his food tasting like paradise. The car came to a halt outside a modern style condo. It's steps made out of the nicest granite. Your eyes rivaling a bug's as Jungkook hauled your bags to the steps. "Y-You live here alone?"

He laughs. "With the exception of my bunny Cooky, it's just me here. Well, now it's you and me." He smiles and unlocks the door. "Make yourself at home Deary." He continues to carry the bags into the condo. Your timid steps in pursuit. Your small backpack tossed onto a black bean bag as your eyes became moons. They glanced over his minimal but neat home. A small bundle of black fur hopping up to your feet.

Your lips pulling into a coo. "Oh my." Knees on the ground you were eye to eye with the little bun. His black collar similar to your pink one. His beady eyes and rosy nose twinkling at you. With a small headbutt, the buck greeted you.

"He's such a gentleman." You giggled. Your tail thumping at the little tuff of fur.

"Is that so?" Jungkook chuckled. Humored by your interaction. "You and him in cahoots already?"

"Very much so." The hello from Cooky easing your nerves. Your shyness starting to fade.

"I feel left out." Jungkook chuckled. "Follow me Deary. I want to show you, your room."

You gave a nod and rose to your feet. Cooky hopping behind you as Jungkook led you to your room. Behind a pretty white door, Jungkook gifted you with a room you'd never once thought you deserved. Pastel pink walls, clothes hanging in a closet, shelves of stuffed animals, game consoles, and books. Fluffy blankets, plush pillows, and canopies. Many spots to burrow. 'T-This is all for me?"

His tender hands tracing your jaw as he lifted your head. His dark browns gazing into yours. "Of course." His large hands carefully unbuckling the collar from your neck. "You don't need to wear this here Deary. Only when we leave." You nestled into his touch. It was so warm. So hot. Too hot. He chuckled and leaned close to you. Your heart in your throat, your lips tingling with anticipation, only for his lips to press against your forehead.

You loved it but it left something desired. You trusted Jungkook. You wanted to be in his embrace. You wanted to touch him. You wanted him to touch you. But there was something there. Some barrier your delicate hands couldn't break. He was untouchable. Your eyes lidded with light arousal as you looked up at him.

"I'm going to change and then I will make dinner. Make yourself at home deary." You gave a curt nod. Slightly embarrassed. Ears flattened and tail drooped you found a nightgown and some panties and clambered your way to your personal bathroom. Using the soaps Jungkook purchased for you today, you gave yourself a good scrub.

Hands in your hair to your face to your breasts, to your thighs and to your core. Your ears tucked, the running water drowning out the noise, cheeks flushed, and eyes watery your fingers entered your core. With gentle pumps, and tugging of your nipples. Thumb padding your sensitive bud. A heat stirring in your lower half. Pumps gaining momentum and fingers increasing. "J-Jungkook!" Your ragged whimpers lost in the sound of running water, one leg lifted, hips bouncing on your fingers.

You wished they belong to him. You wanted it. You wanted it so much. It felt so dirty. It felt so wrong. It felt so good. Your toes curling, and tail twitching as you earned your release. Cheeks cherry, and legs weak you quickly drained the bath and dried off. "I-I can't believe I just did that."

Getting dressed you made a quick exit to the kitchen. Jungkook stood in a tight white tee shirt. His build even more noticeable now compared to the suit from earlier. His ebony hair was slightly disheveled. He must've been running his hand through it. His lower half in black sweatpants and black socks. His watch on his wrist. However, it wasn't the wrist that decorated his arm, but the veins winding up his arm that caught his eye. Nothing looked better. His large hands stirred the pasta. You licked your lips.

"Hungry?"

"Yes." You whimpered. Not able to face him after what you had just done. You felt ashamed. You lusted after him so much.

"That's good... Deary we forgot to get suppressants earlier." He kept stirring.

"That's alright, I'm not that fond of suppressants." You looked at him, tail twitching. "I'd rather deal with my heats naturally." You bit your lip, your eyes looking up at him. He stayed silent. You wanted him to volunteer.

"Alright. I'll find you a heat partner. Do you mind?" He asks as he starts to sprinkle in ingredients.

Your ears lightly flattened. "I suppose. Depends on who." You tried to drag it out.

"Well, my brother owns a buck who is the sweetest. Should I schedule a play date?" He turns around letting the stove continue to cook. The smell tickling your nose.

"That's okay." Cheeks puffed. Tail stiffed. Jungkook flashes you a smile and grabs his phone yo send a text.

"Dinner is ready Deary. Could you set the table?" He nods off to where the placemats and table wear sat on the shelf.

"Yes." Your drooped ears and feet moving as you set the mat. Jungkook serving each plate. He pours tea in your glass as well as his. Taking your seat you studied him. "Guk what do you do?"

"Like for work?"

"Yes." You take a bite. Your little nub of tail tingling with happiness. The tender pasta and savory flavors mixed and melted perfectly in your mouth.

"I manage a modeling agency."

"Modeling?"

"Yes, models. I run the shoots and manage the girls."

"Just girls?"

"Yes, my business partner Jimin handles the men's management."

"I see. Can I see some of the models?" Your fork led another bite into your mouth.

"I suppose I can show you a few of my favorite pictures. I have somewhere I'm modeling."

"You?"

"Yes, me." He chuckled. His food finished. Your food finished. The two of you sat sipping what was left of the tea. "Would you like to view them?"

Your head began to nod before you realized your own eagerness. "Well follow me honey bun." He cooed as he leads the way to his bedroom. His room a sleek grey and black palette. The decorations were minimal with the exceptions of a few marvel hero chrome figures. They appeared to be custom made.

He took a seat on his bed. His large hand patting the empty space to his side which you more than gladly ran to. He pulled a book from above the headboard. Behind a matte black cover lay an array of photos. He sat on the hood of a car, suited up with one leg propped on the car. His graze dark and lips ensnared between his teeth. Your tail twitched. It was a cologne ad. Next was a photo of his bare wet back pressed against a wall with a very attractive female pressed to his neck. In her teeth, she tugged on a matching necklace to the one lacing her neck. Your ears flattened.

She was gorgeous. Her hair a luscious dark brown flowing beyond her shoulders. Her cat eyes lidded as her manicured hands dug into Jungkook's skin. The same skin you wished you could touch. "She's so..." You gazed at the photo you fingers tracing the necklaces. "She's unreal."

"Evelyn? You think so?" He hummed as he looked at the photo unaffected by its tremendous sex appeal. "She's a bit dramatic, a good model but she's very much a diva."

You hummed and closed the book. Eyes drooping with the weight of today. Jungkook's bed quicksand as it pulled you into its sheets. Soon you drifted off. Soft kisses pressed into your forehead as you ended today. Now you twirled in the stars and dreamt.

Morning came and night left. Your body felt as if it was drifting on the clouds. However, it wasn't fluffy clouds but none other than Jungkook's bed. Alarm filled your being as the very man you craved slept peacefully centimeters away from you. The soft lulls of his breathing, his disheveled hair, and peaceful aura too tempting. Your thighs rubbed together and your ears perked.

Your hands itching to touch. Your lips quivered as they planted themselves against his cheeks. You couldn't help it. You planted another on his other cheek. "Thank you." Your whisper was barely audible.

"Mhm for what?" He hummed as he wiped the sleep from his eyes. Your heart dropped and the blood ran to your cheeks.

"Y-You were awake?"

"I was."

"Why didn't you say something?" You quickly rid yourself from his bed.

"I just wanted to see what my little bun was up to." He smirked. "What were the kisses for baby girl?"

"Not telling." You retorted feeling very called out and attacked. Ears pinned back.

"Keeping secrets are we?" He chuckled as he sat up. His face closing in on yours. His eyes eyeing your lips. Your tail tightening. His hand searching for his phone. "Oh perfect."

Your ears pricked. "Get dressed baby I'll get breakfast started and after you eat, your playmate will coming over for a visit."

"The buck you told me about?"

"Yes." He jumped from the bed, hand running through his hair as he gave a quick stretch. His muscles flexed as he did so.

Slight disappointment ran through your being. You wished his phone hadn't been close by. You wished that he gave some slight interest in you. You gave a nod and hopped off to your room. Picking out a simple pink skirt and playboy tanktop. Hair brushed out. Pink ankle socks on your feet. Face and mouth washed.

"Come down for breakfast!" A call rang up the stairs. Your feet thumping against the floor as you made your way to the kitchen. An omelet sat on a plate for you. Jungkook already eating as he scrolled through his phone. "Later on tonight I'll have a friend come over."

"Really?"

"We might go out for drinks." He hummed as he continued to scroll.

"Okay. I'll be here."

"Of course." He chuckled. "Are you nervous for today?"

"No, well a little."

"Why's that?"

"Is the buck...mean?" You hated yourself that wasn't the right way to phrase what you wanted to say.

"Mean?"

"Not mean but... has he ever been used for heats?"

Jungkook swallowed what was in his mouth. Taking a sip of milk before answering. "I believe this would be the first time he's been seriously considering it. Before there wasn't really any need, I believe you may be his first if you'd take him."

Your ears pinned themselves back. You were even more nervous now. There was no telling what your heat would do to the virgin male. A knock at the door tore your attention away from your food.

"Jungkook you gonna open the door for us or what?" A voice called through the door.

"I'm going!" Jungkook jumped from his seat. He opened the door to reveal a tall man with round glasses and blonde hair. His lips were full as we wore a simple baggy tee and jeans.

"She's such a pretty thing!" He smiled at you. "The name is Seokjin and you are?"

"I-I'm _____"

'"Such a pretty name don't you think Hoseok?"

Hoseok the buck in front of you gave a nod. His curly brown hair spilling over onto his ears. "Nice to meet you y/n." He hummed and gave you a toothy smile. His eyes crescents. His tail twitching. You could smell the virginity reeking from him. The inexperience. Purity.

Your cheeks flushed. He was the cutest buck. "Hoseok if you want you and y/n can get to know each other. I'll put on a movie."

Jungkook gave a toothy smile. He seemed unbothered by this. He grabbed the remote and put on a movie. Pan's Labyrinth. Seokjin followed Jungkook into the kitchen. The two of them busy talking. Their voices were a bit muffled.

"So have you had heat partners before?" Hoseok timidly asked. His thumbs twiddled as he kept his eyes on the tv screen.

"Y-Yes... if I'm correct you haven't?"

"Yes. Y-You don't mind being my first do you?"

You eyed him up and down. He was slimmer and lanky but fit regardless. He was so sweet. "I-I...I'll give it a try."

His cheeks cherry. "R-Really?!" He hummed. His ears perked and his tail trembling with excitement.

"Sure." He seemed sweeter than all the other rough and tough bucks you had been paired with at the hybrid shelter.

He shyly inched closer to you. His nose twitching as he inhaled your sweet peachy scent. His own scent of orange mixing with yours. Jungkook poked his head out from the kitchen. 'Getting along so well already?" He hummed teasingly.

You pulled back and ducked your head. Shy and embarrassed. A bit disappointed that he seemed so okay with it. Hoseok beaming with happiness as he called back. "Of Course!"

Jungkook just chuckled and returned to the kitchen. Hoseok let out a small purr. You felt a little angry. You felt frustrated. A short growl escaping you as you grabbed the collar of Hoseok's shirt and slam your lips into his. You could feel his innocence slipping through your hands. You felt horrible, you felt dirty. Hoseok thinking with cock quickly reciprocated, his lips were shaky and his chest was tight. His lips just as virgin as he was.

Your hand gently pulling at his tail. You wanted this frustration to go away. Triggering Hoseok's rut he let out a low moan. A short growl following after. The sounds just loud enough to alert Jungkook and Seokjin to pop their heads from the kitchen. Your eyes avoiding Jungkook's narrowed gaze and Seokjin's wide eyes.

Hoseok let out a whine. 'R-Room Please?" He pleaded at Jungkook and Seokjin.

Jungkook's voice deep, and his eyes narrowed. "Down the hall to right."

Hoseok whimpered and gently tugged your arm. You were ashamed to follow but you did. You wanted his attention. His touch. Yet, your emotions got the better of you. You brought Hoseok into this and you weren't going to let this vulnerable buck leave your bed without enjoying himself.

Feeling a bit determined you straightened your walk and proudly let the buck to your room. Door locked you dropped your skirt and shred your top. "Sit down on the bed Hobi, I'll show you a few things..."

The eager buck hopping on the bed quickly stripping his shirt and sweats, his boxers tight as he eyed your form. "F-Fuck please..I-I can't wait anymore."

"Of course." You giggled and crawled onto him, your hand clasping his, leading them to your breasts. A gentle moan escaping you as he quickly squeezed and latched his mouth to your buds. His licks and sucks greedy as he rammed his length boxer clad cock into your thigh. 'F-fuck you taste so sweet. A-ahh so fucking sweet." He whined. Your back arched as you hand pulled his cock from his boxers. His length curing up and leaking the more he slammed his cock into your thighs.

His precum painting your thighs a glossy sheen and he moaned your name. He was close. His purity leaving his body as his lips began to stutter. "Shh." You hummed gently pulling away from him. The smell of your heat heavy in the air as you gently pushed his tip between your fold. Ending his cock with the feeling of your cunt. "P-Please... Oh god just put it in. I-I'm begging you."

"Of course." You giggled and slid your wet cunt along his shaft. You could feel him trembling inside you. His thighs shaking and his resolve crumbling as he entered you. You gave a shiver as you still continued to take him. His tip kissing you with its upward curve. Hitting you in a place a cock has yet to. "All in?" You mused.

"Y-Yes ah ... fuck" He groaned.

"Use me then. Don't worry about being gentle. Fuck me all you want..." You blushed. Feeling slightly odd, you wished it was Jungkook's cock penetrating you but you weren't going to ruin it for Hoseok.

Large hands gripped your hips and teeth dug into the mounds of your breasts. A deep needy cry escaped him as he rammed his hips into you. His eyes clouded with lust. He shreds the last bit of his innocence in your folds. Your lewd mewls escaping with each time his cock kissed your cervix. "Ah fuck fuck fuck, you feel so fucking great!" He bites and pulls at your breasts your mind clouded.

"Ahh, faster!"

He lets out a whine and a buries his head between his tits and pushes you down into the bed. His hands gripping the sheets. His tongue ravaging your tits. His head shaking between the two mounds as his dick tornados into your folds. "So fucking tight.. so sweet. I-I need it." His hips stutter as he pounds the bedframe into the wall via your cunt.

Your breasts covered in his glistening saliva, his mind lost. His buck taking over. "Fuck my cock so deep into you. Such a pretty doe. Ahhhh!!" He groans his voice unrestrained.

The sounds echoing throughout the household. Your mewls following in pursuit.

Jungkook gripped his glass as he played music to drown out the sounds he heard. 'Fuck I need a drink.." His phone lighting up. 'Are we still heading out tonight?' He gave a low grunt as he remembered his plans. Slipping on casual clothes left. "Seokjin once they are done take Hoseok home. Tell y/n I'll be home around midnight."

"Sure..." Seokjin twitched uncomfortably as the echos continue.

Hoseok throws his head back as he slides out from your folds. He paints your thigh white, his chest heaving. "I was missing out all along.." He chuckled.

You gave a giggle. "I suppose so." You got dressed. "Shower quickly and go to the living room." Your stomach sank as you exited the room. With no pride to face Jungkook, you headed to your room to shower. Hearing the door to Hoseok's room shut you felt like it was time to head out and face Jungkook. "J-Jungkook?" You called out to the living room.

Seokjin sat on the couch. "Jungkook had plans with someone tonight so he left earlier... He said he'd back around midnight or so.." Seokjin avoided your gaze.

"O-oh... I'll wait up for him."

"If that's what you want." Seokjin smiled as he nodded to Hoseok. "We will get going."

You gave a nod and waved. Your ears dropping as soon as they left you. Putting on a movie once more you sat, alone and feeling regretful. Did you drive Jungkook away? Does he hate you? Is he upset? Will he take you back to the shelter? Was fucking Hoseok too much? Your stomach brewed with the worst thoughts and feelings. The stress too much it knocked the energy out of you. Your eyelids the heaviest of weights as you sat on that couch contemplating your actions today.

A jingling of keys makes your ear awaken before you do. Hands rubbing your eyes as you peered at the door from the dark living room, the dim tv light your only way of getting a look at the door. A hiccup can be heard from the door as it opens. Jungkook flushed pink as he leaned over the back of the most beautiful female. The one from the pictures. Your heart sank as he lay drunk his arms around her neck, his face in her shoulder.

"Geez, why did you drink so much?!" She groaned at him. Her eyes narrowing in on you. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

#jungkook x reader #smut #bunny hybrid #bts writings

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Creation is Born

This is a sequel to Frosted Bug, so please read that first!

Chat Noir stood on the rooftop barely abe to think due to the multiple shocks he’d had that day. First, he had managed to grab Mayura’s miraculous, revealing her to be none other than his father’s assistant, Nathalie Sancoeur. Then Ladybug had managed to grab Hawkmoth’s miraculous. He had watched in horror as Hawkmoths blade had pierced his Lady’s heart just as her fingers had closed around the pin and his horror had only grown as not only was Hawkmoth revealed to be his father but as the blade had vanished from Ladybug’s chest leaving the wound free to bleed. He knew from the first aid lectures that took place at school that a stab wound type injury should have the ‘weapon’ left in the wound. He knew that the blade vanishing was the worst thing that could happen.

He moved quickly to tie up his father as a precaution. He then received his third shock in the form of an unknown teen appearing out of thin air holding Ladybug and even more so when her transformation dropped revealing his quiet classmate Marinette. Chat heard his father’s quick intake of breath at that revelation but ignored it in favour of glaring at the teen. His glare intensified as a light engulfed Marinette and the teen had the audacity to laugh!

“Who, who are you? And how can you laugh when she just died in front of you?” Chat demanded of the unknown teen. The teen slowly stood up and turned to face him. He walked forward slowly without reaching for his staff to show he wasn't a threat.

“I am Jack Frost, Spirit of Winter and Guardian of Fun. I can laugh because although my Marinette is dead to you and all the others of this world, the powers that be have made her into the Spirit of Spring, thus she is as immortal as I am.” Having said this he held out his hand to hand Chat the earrings and broach. “I believe these need to be returned to the Guardian of the Miraculous. I will take my leave with her now as she will be highly disorientated when she wakes up and I'd rather have her safely away from here to avoid her panicking.”

Chat studied him for a second then nodded.

“Take care of her?”

“Always.” He replied with a smile. “After all, I have forever to do so.”

The teen had grabbed his staff then gently picked up Marinette and seemed to vanish into thin air again, leaving Chat to deal with the mess that was left after his battle. He sighed then turned to his father.

“Thanks for leaving me with your mess to clean up,” Chat grumbled.

“My mess! If you and Ladybug had handed over you miraculi the world wouldn't have lost such a promising designer! My son would have his mother back and...” Chat cut him off suddenly.

“What your son wanted was his father to be there for him! He wanted to be able to know that his father loved him! He doesn’t need his mother back!”

“How would you know?”

“Because I’m him and your actions have just left me an orphan! Before you try to convince me to unite the two miraculi let me ask you this: do you even know the cost of uniting them to bring someone else back from the dead is to sacrifice the life of another?” Chat closed his eyes seeing the answer written on his father's face and shook his head.

Turning around he sighed and phone the police to come and collect Hawkmoth and Mayura’s civilian forms. He was unsure about how he trials would go and if he was honest with himself he no longer cared. The woman he had loved for years had been in his class and he’d never noticed her. Not that it mattered, she had repeatedly said she loved someone else and he had just witnessed just how much she loved him. He was also uncertain of what would happen to him now that he would be revealing his civilian identity to the police and handing all the miraculi currently in his possession into the guardian. He was worried about how to tell Marinette’s parents that she had been Ladybug and that she was, for all intents and purposes, dead. All he knew was that the next few days if not months were going to be difficult and he wasn’t sure how he was going to cope with it all.

Having said all he was going to say, he picked up his staff then he walked over to the still unconscious Marinette, gathered her into his arms and used the wind to take them to Tooth's Palace. He wanted to make sure she had access to her memories if she woke up without them like he had.

To say that Tooth had been surprised to see Jack arriving at her palace so soon after being made a guardian was an understatement. That surprise turned into outright shocked understanding when she saw the reason for the visit lying as if asleep in Jack’s arms. She quickly sent off a fairy to fetch Marinette’s baby teeth in case they were needed. She then led Jack into one of the only rooms in the palace that had a bed in it so that Jack put the girl in his arms down and get some rest himself. Her next task was to send a message to North, Bunny and Sandy asking them to come to her palace as soon as they could, after all, she could feel the magic pouring off the girl in waves.

North was the first to arrive followed quickly by Bunny and Sandy.

“What’s with the urgent call Tooth, we left barely 3 hours ago?” North asked while Sandy used some of his dream sand to make a question mark above his head.

“Follow me and you will see why I called you here.” Tooth said softly, then turned and led them to the room that she had left Jack and his friend in. Jack had moved so that he was sitting next to her on the bed, holding her hand and was watching her nervously.

“Jack, who is she?” Bunny asked his voice barely above a whisper.

“Do you remember the girl dressed like a ladybug who helped us with Pitch?” Jack replied without looking away from the girls face.

“Yeah, you said you would explain later but just when we were about to sit down you grabbed your shoulder and said you needed to go?”

“This is her.” Jack still didn’t look at them.

“But Jack, she is human, and the one that helped us was dressed in a skin-tight suit that was red with black dots and she isn’t so why bring her here?”

“She’s not human anymore. The pain in my shoulder was because she was battling Hawkmoth but she was running out of energy. She had woken up extremely early because of our battle with Pitch and she hadn’t gone back to sleep when she got home. She promised me years ago that if she got a solid lead on who Hawkmoth is she would contact me so that she had backup, but it looks like she didn’t have the time to do so as she went straight from fighting an Akuma to fighting Hawkmoth. She managed to get his Miraculous which forced him back into his civilian form but he had already stabbed her through the heart. She died in my arms but it looks like Manny stepped in with her much like he did with me. This dress is not something she would ever have worn. It shows that she is now the spirit of spring.” As he said the last sentence, he looked up at them, his eyes shimmering slightly.

The other guardians exchanged looks before Bunny spoke, “Mate, how do you know her?”

“She is the first one to be able to see me. We met when she was only 6-years-old and we kept talking. I don’t know how or when it happened but we eventually realised that we had fallen in love but we knew that nothing would ever happen between us as I am a spirit and she was a human. Marinette was the one to suggest that we give each other tattoos on our shoulders after she took up the mantle of Ladybug. We didn’t choose what they would look like we just let our magic take the form it wanted to. When she died the magic had to go somewhere and Manny chose to make her a spirit.”

It was at that moment that Marinette started to stir. Her eyelids fluttered slightly and she gripped Jacks hand.

“Mari?” Jack whispered hardly believing what he was seeing.

“Jack?” Her voice was slightly hoarse but he didn’t care, he was just so happy that she recognised him.

“Mari, how much do you remember?”

“Everything, my mom and dad and them falling for Lila’s lies. My class and how they treated me. All our conversations. Everything. Even the fight with Hawkmoth. Why do you ask?”

Jack just smiled and hugged her, his relief was almost palpable.

“When I first woke up I didn’t remember anything, I didn’t want that to happen to you.”

“Oh! I wonder why I didn’t lose my memories too then? In fact, I seem to have memories that aren’t my own too. I certainly didn’t know so many languages when I was growing up! I also don’t think I could make flowers grow before either. If it wasn’t for the fact that I wasn’t wearing this dress earlier, as well as the fact that I can’t sense Tikki I would think that the making flowers grow was apart of the Ladybug powers.”

The current guardians all smiled at that news. “You mean she is to be your companion while you travel?” Asked North.

“Well, probably more than just my companion,” Jack said with a knowing smile as he exchanged looks with Marinette.

“Oh?”

“We were already in love before I died but we knew nothing could happen between us. That’s no longer a barrier thanks to Hawkmoth...” Marinette explained. “To be honest I’m not worried about whether or not people can see me as long as I have Jack. As there has never been a Spirit of Spring I’m completely unknown so I don’t expect people to know who I am.”

Jack nodded then said thoughtfully, “My human name was Jackson Overland which got changed to Jack Frost on gaining my abilities. Did Manny say if your name had changed at all?”

“He did. Apparently, my new name is Mari as the flower is said to represent passion and creativity, which Manny said fits me. He said I could choose if I wanted a second name or not. He also said I could still respond to Marinette if I want to but I don’t think I will as in recent years I’ve come to hate my name due to being bullied.” She closed her eyes. “To be honest I think I just want to take some time and adjust to everything. Maybe travel with Jack for a bit before deciding anything as I want to learn how my full powers work. I’d also like to say goodbye to the only person who stayed my friend, Tikki. I’ll need to do that soon or we won’t be able to track her as I get the feeling that Master Fu will move soon.”

It took a while but eventually, it was agreed that Mari would be allowed to visit Master Fu and the Kwami's the next day. They doubted that anyone but the Kwami's would see her but she felt she had to try anyway. Jack would be going with her as he refused to let her out of his sight just yet.

Thanks to one of North's snowglobes the trip back to Paris was over in the blink of an eye. As they knew no-one would see them anyway, Mari had set the destination to right outside Fu's massage parlour. She still looked around carefully as they stepped out, something that had become a habit for her when she was Ladybug. Tikki and the other Kwami's had obviously sensed her arrival because by the time the two spirits walked into the building all the Kwami's had left the miracle box and Master Fu was looking at them in confusion as was Chat Noir who had come to visit. Wayzz was the one to clue them into the fact that they had company.

As soon as Wayzz described them, Chat called out Jack's name and Marinette's old one. As Marinette was no longer connected to her old name she remained invisible, however, it was clear that Chat had remembered Jack from the rooftop and had started to believe in him. Even though it wasn't true belief it was enough to make him visible to Chat, who instantly started to bombard Jack with questions.

“Is Marinette ok? Has she woken up from whatever happened? Is she here too? Why can't I see her?”

“Try believing in the Spirit of Spring, her name is Mari.” Was Jack's only answer as he casually created an ice chair and sat down.

Vines had appeared around the legs of the chair and a soft leaf had covered the seat as the chair had appeared which made it easier for Chat to believe that Mari was there too. It took a few moments but eventually, like a picture slowly coming into focus, Chat was able to see Mari.

Chat had to smile as he saw her. She had draped herself over Jack's lap, clearly drawing comfort from him. As though being able to see her was a cue for the Kwami's they seemed to swarm her, sitting on her where ever they could, though Tikki had managed to gain the prized spot of Mari's shoulder.

“Mari...” Chat breathed out.

“Hi, Chat.” She replied with a small wave of her hand. She had to concentrate on her powers slightly so that she didn't cover him in flowers and for the most part it worked. He still ended up wearing a flower crown though. On seeing the flower crown all the Kwami's started begging her for one too so she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, released it and drew a circle with her right index finger. As soon as she did each of the Kwamis had a miniature crown of their own that they could take with them into the miracle box is they wanted to.

“My Lady,” Chat started then he paused, “I can't really call you that anymore can I? Anyway, how are you? Are you happy? I'm so sorry for not being faster! I'm so, so, so sorry for what happened.”

Mari slowly got up, giving the Kwamis time to move and walked over to where Chat sat on the floor and knelt next to him, cupping his face in her hand gently. “It's alright mon chaton, I think this was something that was destined to happen at some stage anyway. All that Hawkmoth killing me did was make sure I'm the same age as Jack forever. I don't blame him nor do I blame you. In a way, I'm grateful, as I've never felt like I truly fitted in anywhere but now I have a place that will accept me no matter what.” She got back up and curled into Jack's lap again. “Now I get to be with the one I have loved for most of my life. What more could I ever ask for?”

Chat looked at Mari as she smiled lovingly at Jack and couldn't help but smile as well. Fu who had stayed silent the whole time, knowing that she was saying her goodbyes smiled at the scene in front of him. He had seen a lot of things in his life but he couldn't help but think that this was one of the most magical scenes one could witness. Fu's only regret was that he now had to find someone else to train as a guardian of the Miraculous as he had been hoping to train Ladybug. With her being a spirit that couldn't happen anymore, though that didn't stop him from wishing that it could. Mari, Jack, Chat and the Kwami's noticed that he seemed distracted but they didn't ask him about it. The air around him said that he didn't wish to be disturbed.

As darkness fell over Paris Jack turned to Mari. “Do you want to see your parents before we go?” He asked gently.

“No,” Mari replied softly. “I'm sure Chat told them I died if they saw me flying past they would never let themselves move on.”

Chat nodded in agreement. “I'll miss you, M'lady.”

“I'm sure we'll see you occasionally. After all, the seasons come and go and where they are, we are too!”

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jj-lynn21 · 5 years ago

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HOLLYWOOD MOBSTERS Starring Bill Skarsgard and his family ch 1

ch 2 ch 3 ch 4 ch 5 ch 6 ch 7

Wedding music

Entrance Music for Wedding Reception

Warnings: fluff, smut, violence, cussing, angst

Tag a few I thought would be interested.

@cheeseandthankyou @crazyjam-pot @madamaholmes @super-pink-a-palouza @dreambigbeawesome @shenevertricks1831

Photoes from esquire Singapore Septemper 2019, Calvin Klein, IMDB and Ejalo’s Instagram

Twinkle lights hang sporadically in the white tent fit for five hundred people. Guests start streaming in to sit at soft pink linen covered tables. Pale pink and white roses with baby’s breath that match the bride’s bouquet are the center pieces on each table. Light music plays. A half an hour after the guests are seated the wedding party arrives in their white limousine.

To make some time for the guests to arrive at the reception before them the wedding party had the driver drive around town as they drank in the back. Laughing and enjoying each other’s company. It was the Skarsgard’s only sister, Eija’s wedding day. The ceremony was beautiful outside at the Cypress Sea Grove in Malibu.

Views of the ocean behind the happy couple and wedding party made the photographer’s job easy to capture moments of love. Now the same wedding party that was perfectly put together at the ceremony falls out of the limousine. Eija, her husband Zeke, Valter and his college girlfriend Angel, Bill and his companion Genna, Sam and his wife Pat, Gustaf and bride’s maid Rose, and Alex with Maid of honor and his partner in crime so to speak and very literally, Princess are laughing for no apparent reason getting themselves together before entering the reception behind the family mansion.

Genna and Valter attempt to try to fix Angel’s dress. When she fell out of the limousine first, obviously intoxicated more than the others, the strap on her champagne pink top fitted flare bottom dress broke. Stellan just shook his head as he watched the young people try to get it together. Him and his wife Megan had driven in a second car with ring bearer eight-year-old brother Ossian and flower girl, a Cousin, Sara. He didn’t think the limousine would be any place for the children. And by the looks of things he was right.

Stellan got the little ones to dance with each other. This melted the hearts of the crowd. They were clapping as Stellan and his wife danced next followed by Bill who spun Genna out on to the floor. They smiled as they looked into each other’s eyes lovingly. Camera flashes going off repeatedly. Angel was still giggling as Valter lead her on the floor with her pinned up strap falling off her shoulder. His right hand in hers as his left rested on the small of her back. She rested her head on his chest and her free hand on his shoulder. She believed herself to be the luckiest girl at the University to be dating him. Sam and Pat took to the floor elegantly. Gustaf followed suit with Rose gliding on to the floor like some kind of dance pro. But Alex made a grand entrance with Princess. They swayed to the music like Johnny and Baby in dirty dancing captivating the crowd. He didn’t mean to over-shadow the others, especially his sister on her wedding day but he just had this natural way of pulling attention to himself and anyone else he was with and Princess loved being in the spotlight with him.

By the time Eija and Zeke made their way into the tent everyone that could stand were standing. Many hooting and whistling their approval for all the couples. She felt blessed and loved with all her family and friends around her on this perfect day. Other couples joined in the dancing. Megan took the children to a table to give them some black and white cookies before the caterers had even put them out. This would appease the little ones until dinner was served, Stellan motioned for Alex to join him at the bar. Princess went to mingle eventually joining Bill, Genna, Valter, Angel and the rest of the wedding party at their table in front of the crowd.

Stellan and Alex get some scotch before discussing business in a way that doesn’t seem completely illegal. They never know who is listening or if a bug is planted to pick up every word they say.

“We have a truck coming with coke cola tomorrow, “Alex informed his Father. Coke cola really being cocaine. “The Malforals would like us to share the shipment. They were unable to get their own for some reason. I thought I would charge them the regular costumer price plus thirty percent.”

“That sounds reasonable,” Stellan tipped back his drink. “You talk to your little brother about what he wants to do for the family after he graduated college next month? He has been making us plenty at his University. Referring his friends to Bunny’s. Maybe he can replace the current bar tender. I don’t fucking trust that guy.”

“I’ll talk to him before he goes back to college,” Alex downed his drink and snapped his fingers for another. “I think he has his hands full tonight. That girl of his can’t handle her liquor.”

“How about Bill,” Stellan asked, “Is he going to play for the family baseball team? We could still use him as clean-up batter.”

“I’m not sure he has a good time playing ball with the family,” Alex said. “But you are right he is the obvious choose for still being the clean up batter. I’m sure there is something I can do to convince him to join the team on a more permanent basis.”

“Good,” Stellan waved and smiled to some friends as they passed. “Let’s go celebrate your sister. This has been enough shop talk for tonight. Update me when necessary. Get Gustaf’s help with the Malforals.”

“Sure thing,” Alex downs another drink.

Stellan starts to walk away, “I think you can do better organizing the whole team together.”

Valter is feeding Angel some canape’s as she giggles. Water in her wine class. She keeps tapping it with her spoon to signal the new married couple to kiss but she also kisses Valter each time insisting the whole wedding party is supposed to follow what the bride and groom do. He just chuckles having no problem kissing his girl in front of everyone. But when his sister gives him a look the tenth time, Angel makes her glass chime, he takes her hands.

“You don’t need to do that for me to kiss you,” He kisses her passionately, “my Angel.” He whispers in her ear as he moves her hand to his lap. “You can keep your hand busy under the table instead.”

Angel blushes and giggle. His lips brush over her earlobe before he moves his head up to look at her. He grins mischievously. He puts her hand with his over his bulging dress pants. Not the roomiest pants he has ever worn. He thinks the tailor could have let the crotch out a little more for him to be comfortable.

“No,” She giggles blushing whispers in his ear, “Ththere isss no ways you could keepp straight fasse if I give you a hand job under the table. Ssso no begging.” She was slurring some of her words.

Valter gives her a pouty puppy face, “we can just go to my room inside the house?”

She puts his hands in her lap. “Traditions sssay we can only leavvve after the bride and groom, ssso you wait. You knows good things come to those who wait.” She giggles more.

Alex makes his way outside. He lights a cigar as he walks towards the family’s private beach. Noticing he is being followed he dodges behind a large fat palm tree. He grabs the person pushing them against the tree wrists pinned up with one of his hands. He puts the cigar out on the tree and puts it in his inside pocket.

“You are getting better, Princess,” he grinned. “I didn’t notice you following me until I was almost on the beach. I bet you were following me from the tent.”

“I was,” She stared him down. “What did you hear first, my breath or my heel hitting the rock at ten paces?”

“The way you suck your breath in to quickly before holding it,” he breaths in Princess’ scent nuzzling his nose into her neck. She takes in that breath he was just telling her about. “I don’t know about others, but I can feel that breath you take in my groin.” He groans. “Do it again and see what happens.”

Princess grins his hands still holding both of her wrist above her head. “Do your fucking worst to destroy my will Alex, I dare you.” She took a deep breath and let it out right in his face. The smell of champagne and the strawberries she had snacked on before stalking him hit him like cupid’s arrow. He smashed his lips to hers as he undid his belt. Princess knows him by now and didn’t even bother wearing panties under the long dress Eija chose for all her ladies. As soon as his pants hit the ground, he has her dress pulled up fucking her relentlessly against the tree.

When they met, she was a cop. She didn’t get paid shit. And didn’t see any way she was going to workup to captain. Because of the way she looked, her commanding officer often hand her playing a hooker on Hollywood Blvd. to catch pimps trying to put underage girls on the street. She knew most of the ladies were just trying to feed their kids. She thought it was her job to beat the shit out pimps that got to rough with girls or turned out underage girls like twelve-year-olds. Alex had picked her up one evening while she was working. He knew she was an undercover cop. Her partner was on the payroll. Alex also knew she would protect the girls at Bunny’s gentlemen’s club. He made her an offer she couldn’t refuse. They had been friends with benefits ever since. He like she didn’t give a shit who else he fucked. She liked the money of course, but also that she was the woman he chose to have on his arm at any event.

When they were done, they casually walked back up to the tent. They were just in time to watch the couple cut the cake. After that there was one more dance before the bride and groom left to go on an exotic vacation to an island the family owned. Valter and Angel slipped out soon after to his room in the main house. They were both to drunk for anything but sloppy awkward laughing at each other sex, but it was enough to put them out cold within a half hour. It wasn’t always like this. They practically lived together in his frat house even though it really wasn’t allowed. No one was going to tell such a prestigious alum not to do something they were going to do anyway. Sometimes he would stay at her sorority. Pretend to be one of the girls using a high voice to get out the door if the house mother saw him. He even put on his girlfriend’s cloths to get past her out the door once. They both thought it was hysterical.

Most of the family and some guests stayed the night at the house. But Bill, being the BAL (Bank America Loan) owner and head manager had to go to work the next morning so he and Genna went home. He tucked her into bed, her eyes heavy with sleep, before stepping into the bathroom a few feet away to brush his teeth. He had been with Genna seven years but didn’t believe they needed marriage to show their love for each other. She was everything he ever wanted. Other than laundering money for the family a handful of times he didn’t go near the family business. He wanted nothing to do with it. He didn’t want to know more than he already did which wasn’t much in his opinion. As soon as he heard the window break, he grabbed the closest gun which was taped under the sink. He went back in the room shooting at the figure in all black and the person fell over the balcony right after he grazed Bill with a bullet.

Bill didn’t bother to look over the balcony. He pulls the bloody white comforter off his companion. Her eyes fluttered as she gasps for breath. Blood is ran down Bill’s arm where the bullet grazed him. He did not feel the pain of that. He only feels the pain of loosing the love of his life.

“Its alright baby girl, I got you,” tears run down his face, “I’ll call my brother. Sam will save you.”

Bill calls Sam to his apartment. But its to late. When Sam gets there, Bill is holding his dead girl’s body in the blood soaked comforter against him sobbing uncontrollably. Sam’s not only worried about the abrasion still seeping blood on his brother’s shoulder but also his mental state.

Alex hobbles in and sat on a chair in the corner. He seems stunned by the site. “Fuck, I think they tried to take us all out. I chased a shooter off the grounds at the main house. They grazed my shoulder and hit me in the thigh. I tied it off like you said Sam. Bill what happened here?”

“They fucking killed her Alex,” he was still rocking her bloody body. “I don’t even have anything to do with the rest of you and they fucking killed her. I will fucking find out who did this and kill them. Who the fuck have you been doing business with?” He glares at Alex.

“We do business with a lot of people that see are family as a threat.” Alex said flatly. “I will help you, we will all help you find who did this to you best girl. I am sorry brother but you have to put her down so Sam can see if you need stitches. I have a bullet hole in my leg but you first brother. I insist.”

Bill slowly puts Genna’s body down in the bed. He closes her eyes and kisses her cheek before pulling the comforter over her completely. Tears still flowing even though anger is rising. He feels no pain. He just feels emotions, grief and hate.

“Bill look at me,” Sam pleads. “He checks bills reaction to light. His pupils are dilated. He washes Bill’s arm off, and he does not even flinch when Sam wipes the wound with stinging alcohol.

Alex and Sam are both concerned. Sam stiches up his arm. Bandages up the stiches and puts a water-proof wrap over the bandage.

“I need to work on Alex.” Sam throws the bloody suture kit in the nearby trash. “You should shower. You will go back to the house tonight. A cleaning crew will deal with the apartment and make sure your love is taken to our family funeral home. We can deal with the rest tomorrow.”

“Yeah,” Bill mumbles, “they are all fucking dead by tomorrow night. Whoever planned this and whoever did this and there whole fucking family are dead.” He gets up slowly. Then goes to shower stripping off the bloody remnants of the night before turning the shower on and stepping inside.

Sam checks out Alex, “Keep an eye on him closely. He is in terrible shock.”

“We will all take care of him.” Alex assures.

#hollywood mobsters #valter skarsgard #bill skarsgard #alexander skarsgard #alex skarsgard #gustaf skarsgard #stellan skarsgard #fiction #fantasy #creative writing #writing #mobsters #crime family #crime #love #lust #angst

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minyoonkeeks · 6 years ago

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Late Night Maintenance // JJK

Pairing : JJK X Reader (F)

Genre: Smut/Fluff

Warnings : good old vanilla sex in all aspects, there's some oral and pretty much it. Nothing triggering (:

A/N: I know I said I was starting my new series, but my good friend who I originally wrote this fic for, finally read it. It's my first smut fic ever, and generally the second one I've even written. I've reread it and there are things I wish I could word better, but it's a growth process so I'm happy with it right now. Please let me know if you liked it (:

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"Yeah sure I can work with that schedule. Thank you so much for working with us, we will get the prompts out to you by the end of the week"

You quickly hung up the phone and organized your desk. It was you vacation getaway with your best friends from your hometown. All of you grew up together but when college started, you chose to stay and help out in the family travel business to get your photography started. It wasn't as big of a deal to you than to the other girls who wanted you to go with them, but it made your getaway trips legendary.

Hence why you were on your way, bolting to the airport to get on the first flight to Hong Kong. It was insane how quickly everything came together. Your best friend Lia's boyfriend Yoongi was on a special trip out during the time of your trip and was able to secure 3 more tickets for you, your other friend Becca and her boyfriend Hoseok. You only had 2 weeks to get everything ready and packed as much as you could for your week out in another country. To be honest, being at home started to feel stifling and you really wanted to see if your photography would get you anywhere else. It wasn't that you didn't love home, but it was obvious that nothing would happen if you stayed in your bubble.

So off you were, 1 week in Hong Kong with your best friends and all on their boyfriend's dime. It was odd, while Lia had Yoongi, Becca had Hoseok, and you weren't feeling any vibes from anyone. It didn't upset you, but you knew if you stayed any longer you'd end up marrying that creep from down the street who would stare at you whenever you made any trips out of your house. This was the perfect opportunity. You would see if your photography fared with any other artists, and just maybe you'd be able to get rid of some of those bad love juju vibes everyone said you had.

"C'mon don't be like that!" Becca yelled while she finished getting ready in the bathroom. "Yeah we can't have our annual dinner without you!" Lia whined as she hugged your leg, causing it to fall asleep from how hard she was grabbing at it. "I just feel a little off. I love the guys, I do, but I don't wanna be third wheeling. I promise, we'll go out together another time. Just take today and go be in love you babies." You sighed as you changed the channel on the TV. Quickly a hotel promotion popped up for a night in at Disney Hong Kong, courtesy of the swanky hotel concierge team since you were in a hotel suite. "Look I can go to Disney at night! You know I've always wanted to go see the castle, and it's special hours for us. See I have something to do, so get ready so I can be on my way!" You feigned enthusiasm so they could get the hint and leave you alone. You really didn't want to sit through 2 hours of making out on one end and cutesy talk on the other. It was bad enough on the plane ride having to sit through it while everyone gave you pity looks and to deal with it tonight would be a no thanks since tomorrow the boys were off to do their business venture and you'd be with just the girls. "Fine, but if we come back and you are still here watching netflix in your pajamas you are dead meat." Lia stared at you, you knew she meant business, especially when she wasn't getting what she wanted. There wasn't any getting out of it either. You weren't planning on going, but 10 minutes into your Strong Girl Bong Soon rerun you thought, why the hell not? There wasn't anything stopping you, and it was free. You changed into a long sleeve with your favorite overalls decided to grab your camera and go down to see what Disney was about.

The ride to the park was quiet. You really didn't think you'd be one of 3 people in the van going to late night Disney. It was Disney, you know? Happiest place on earth? But you guessed it was because it was almost midnight that you'd have most of the park to yourself. There was an older man driving who you counted as one because otherwise you'd have to acknowledge that you were sitting next to an incredibly good looking man. He wore black tshirt over some jeans and you could tell he wasn't really looking at anything, kind of like he was lost in his own mind. As you sat down, he jolted up and looked right at you, big brown doe eyes full of innocence. You face flushed, how couldn't it, when smiled at you and very cooley said, "Hi, don't mind me, please sit." You had just about choked on air from how beautiful he smiled after talking. And so you sat in silence, trying not to fidget too much, so he wouldn't notice your awkwardness. When you finally arrived, you realized just how alone you'd be. The massive entryway only had 1 lane open and there were no cars passing by to drop off or pick up non existent passengers.

"Don't worry, it's open." The ridiculously cute boy said as he looked at you, smiling a huge bunny smile. You couldn't help but notice him now. Tall, really tall, and although he was wearing a large shirt, you could clearly see defined muscles making your eyebrows lift up from the surprise, and hoping he didn't notice. But clearly he did as he smirked giving you your once over.

"Oh, and you know this how?" You asked, trying not to sound too out of control from how your brain wanted grab his arms as a reflex to see if he was really built because you hadn't had any decent sex in so long. He stared at you for a second, trying to gage whether you were teasing him, or you genuinely wanted to know. "Oh, I work here. I'm helping renovate the castle with my uncle since I had some time off this summer and he needed the extra help. Most of the guests don't come out at this time since I guess they like to sleep." He chuckled to himself and you made a face worthy of laughter. Was he messing with you? "Honestly, I only came to get the churros and head out, thanks" you scoffed. You chuckled under your breath as you saw his reaction, clearly not expecting you to bite back at his teasing, or lame attempt at it anyway. You walked past him and into the park ignoring his eyes as he looked right at you, smug smile from being defeated at his own game.

The park was beautiful. Lights and rides lit up, although none of them were running at this hour for safety reasons. It was ok since you came to take photos anyway. You took your camera out of its case and began taking photos. It was so relaxing, for the first time feeling like your photos were yours and not solely for the purpose of putting them on a travel ad. You loved your job, I mean it was your parents blood, sweat, and tears that went into it, but it wasn't yours. It was their dream. And being here now, taking photos and being carefree for a second made you realize what you were missing out on.

"Beautiful, right?" You heard his voice behind you. Almost as if he was so close you could feel his breath on you, and for a second you had to get a hold of yourself. "Yeah, it's definitely out of this world" you mentioned, trying to keep the ache in your pants from making you choke on your words. He ends up right next to you staring curiously as you gaze out at the landscape and it's enough to make you lose your breath.

"C'mon, I'm not on a time crunch, I can show you around if you'd like. My name's Jungkook by the way." He smiles at you and extends a hand. You take notice at how he squeezes a little too hard and it makes you think of how it'd be like for him to squeeze your thighs to let him in and you have to snap out of it. "I'm ______, sure I could go for some company."

As he's explaining the buildings while you're taking photos, you can't help but feel him looking at you from time to time and it makes your knees weak. If it was day time, it probably wouldn't have the same effect, but something about the lights and the fact that he kept getting closer to you made you think about how his arms would feel around your waist, or how his torso would feel around your legs.

"And here's my stop." You quickly broke out of your thoughts to look up at the dark castle. He notices how you startle to his voice and laughs a little. "Oh, I didn't realize it was so soon. Thanks Jungkook, this was fun" you mumble back, cheeks red from where your thoughts were leading you. He looks flushed and for a second he's biting on his lip, making yours do the same. "You want to come look inside? There's a few rooms that don't have access for regular customers, but I can show you if you promise not to tell anyone." He nudges you, and you feel his muscles through his shirt, yeah definitely ripped, you thought. "Sure, as long as you'll let me take a few photos, I mean not like you own the place" you laugh awkwardly and slap his shoulder. He winks at you as you both start walking towards the gate.

As you walk in you have a great sense of… nothing. Its blank, gray walls coating the inside of something so beautiful on the outside. You see the lights through stained glass illuminating your pathway and you wonder for a second where all the illusion went. Jungkook is walking slowly behind you and you fail to notice when he puts his hand on your waist as he guides you in the dark. As you reach his work destination you see it's quiet and completely alone, but you aren't nervous. "It's kind of weird huh? We're supposed to be adding a terrace and it's already there but we're waiting on the designers to finish their sketching to continue. We're supposed to meet them tomorrow. Here, let me show you." He takes you hand and laces his fingers between yours as he guides you up to the terrace.

You get there and he holds you by the waist to pick you up. As you look out and see the view you can't help but feel how rough his hands are on your waist. You turn and stare at him gauging if it's your imagination, or if he wants the same thing you do. You shake the thoughts out of your head walking towards the edge to take a closer look around the park. You take a few photos, noticing how Jungkook stands behind you, leaning against a post. It kind of makes you take a second to breath, feeling like he's staring at you and not at the scenery around him. "Come sit with me" he calls out to you, and as you turned you saw him laying a blanket down. " Since I work night shifts, I usually spend my time listening to music and sitting here. It's pretty calm, and I like hearing the way the wind carries over." He sounds happy and you smile as you walk over to him sitting next to him. He grabs your hand and holds it, and at first it startles you, but seeing his smile as he lays back a little you can't help but wonder if he would be like this all the time. If this was how he treated his special someone. You talked for what felt like hours about your home, your job, and you ambitions. He would smile occasionally and tell you about his life. He wasn't actually from Hong Kong, but just working while he figured out where he wanted to go or do. You admired him for that, being free enough to go anywhere and do what he wanted without falling into pressure. "Why don't you come with me next time? I'll probably go back home to Korea for a few months and then set out somewhere, anywhere. We'd have a lot of fun." He remarked and looked at you, big brown eyes full of interest. It was different, feeling like you were meant to meet him tonight, and although you'd never make a rash decision, you couldn't help but love the idea of hanging out with him, taking photos, and having fun. It seemed too good to be true but you didn't let that get in the way.

You stand up and pull on his arm to help him up, Jungkook towering over you. "Sure, maybe one day, you never know." You smile at him. He's warm and sweet and yet you can't quite place what he's thinking as he squeezes your fingers between his as he jumps off the terrace.

He pulls you down slightly and places his hand behind your neck bringing you down to his eye level. You could smell his musky scent and moaned a little too loudly into him and his soft eyes quickly turned into lust. He took your face into his and kissed you, at first with so much yearning, that you couldn't help but open your mouth to let him in. " I've been waiting all night to do that." He smiled as he let go for a quick second before attaching himself to you again. He brought you down and sat you on the edge to kiss you harder and longer. You opened your legs to let him slide his body in between yours and you gasped when you felt his hardness brush against you. "Mmm Kook, me too" you whispered. He took that as an opportunity to let his tongue slip inside you again and you only moaned louder into him, making him smirk. As he pulled away he watched you, with dark lust filled eyes, as he spoke roughly. "You really couldn't wear something a little more convenient huh?" He said as he watched you catch your breath and slowly unbuckle your overalls. "I didn't really think I'd be fucking a hot ass guy at a palace, did I?" You chuckled as he went to suck on your collarbone. He went slowly up your neck sucking and leaving love marks, as you moaned in anticipation for what was next. "I knew I was going to fuck you from the moment I saw you get on the van" he growled into your ear and nibbled, "Well then, fuck me please" was all you could say before he crashed his lips back onto yours.

His hands quickly trailed down your sides, along your breasts, making you hitch your breath. He squeezed at your nipples between the fabric of your bra causing you to moan out his name in pure ecstasy. He tugged on the ends of your shirt and you lifted up your hands to let him take it off. As he stood back for a second, you started feeling anxious, but the look on his face gave away any inhibitions about what you wanted to do to him. You unclipped your bra staring right at him as you slowly took it off, watching as he devoured your body with his eyes. "This really is the most magical place on earth. You're gorgeous, come here" he said walking back towards you.

He started kissing your lips slowly, leaving love bites down your neck and into your chest. Once he reached your breast, he kissed around reaching your nipple and sucking on it making you gush between your thighs. He looked up to lock eyes with you and trailed the other hand between your legs to feel your heat. "I think it's time we take these off don't you think?" Jungkook said as he moved to take off the rest of your clothes.

As they hit the floor, Jungkook's lips were back nibbling on your nipple as his hand made his way back to your mound. There was no denying how aroused you were when he felt your slickness soaking through your panties. "Mmm, feels like I could fit right in already huh?" He said as he moved your panties to the side and slid his fingers through your slit, making you moan in response. "I want to see you too" you said as you tugged off his shirt. You ran your fingers over his defined muscles and kissed along his shoulder blade, smooth skin hot and cold at the same time.

"Lay down for me" he whispered as he tugged your panties off. He lowered himself to your thighs, kissing along and leaving a trail of bite marks, claiming every bit of your body that he could. Once he reached your core he trailed his tongue up your slit, bringing more moans out of you. "You like that baby?" He whispered as he licked once more, this time circling your clit with his tongue. You grabbed the back of his head as a reflex, and it only made him hungrier for your juices. He groaned into your pussy lips to suck on your clit. "Mmm, you taste so good baby, I could do this all night." His voice sounding an octave lower and full of sex. All you could do was moan, hearing him call you baby made a fresh wave of arousal hit you. 'More, I need more" was all you could say as Jungkook slipped a finger into your aching cunt. Your walls clenched his fingers, happy for the intrusion as your juices coated his finger when he started fucking you with it. Your moans getting louder, and his assault on your clit, making you grind into his face. You could feel him moving his stance and looked over for a second to see him palming his erection, waiting to be released. It made you so much wetter knowing that he was enjoying this just as much as you. He noticed you looking and slid a second finger provoking another loud moan from you. "You're so tight baby, I need to make sure you're ready for me" he said as he scissored his fingers into you. "I want to see you" you said between moans, earning another groan from him as he fucked you with both fingers. He curled them inside of you, hitting your sweet spot and making you gasp loudly only making him harder. "Cum in my mouth baby and I'll give you whatever you want" he whispered into you and began fucking you harder. Hearing those words were enough and soon you were toppling over the edge, seeing white and groaning out his name "Fuck , Kook!" Was the only coherent thing coming out of your mouth as you came. He kissed your cunt, stood up, juices covering his mouth and chin, as he smiled seductively, leaving your aching pussy wanting more. "That was so hot," He took your hands and pulled you up so you were meeting his chest. "Show me how much you want me"

You lowered yourself off the terrace, knees wobbly from how you body reacted to Jungkook, and held onto his jeans. Slowly kissing down his toned torso you skimmed the lining of his jeans to reach the buttons. Undoing the clasp, you looked kissed him roughly as he moaned into you. You pulled his jeans down slowly along with his boxers releasing him from the constraints of the fabric. As you got on your knees you let out a huge sigh. He was big, bigger and thicker than you have ever had. "You like what you see baby?" He whispered bringing it down and stroking it in front of you, making your pussy ache from the sight. He has a slight curve and he was red with how hard he was, precum droplets coming out of the slit. It looked delicious and all you could think about was how he would feel fucking your mouth. You looked up at him, and he was holding his breath to see what you would do. You smirked and licked from his balls up to the tip of his cock, feeling him tremble under your touch. You licked the precum off, slowly engulfing him in your mouth. He groaned and gripped onto the edge of the terrace as you started to bob your head, licking around the tip to give.him a little more. "Fuck ____ you look gorgeous, so beautiful baby. Take my cock in all the way." He hissed as you licked around his cockhead once more. There was no way he would fit completely inside your mouth, but as you pumped your mouth on him he grabbed your head and began fucking you mercilessly. "Fuck _____ it feels so fucking good. Your mouth feels like it was made for me to fuck it" his thrusting getting more intense only made your arousal come back faster and soon you were rubbing your clit with the same speed as his mouth fucking. You pulled away fast, sucking and popping him out of your mouth when he started getting sloppy, knowing that he was going to cum.

"Baby, I need you in me." Was all you could say as he picks you up and throws you back on the terrace, placing his body right between you on the edge. You could feel his rock solid erection throbbing close to your core. "I Don't have protection, didn't really think I needed it tonight you know?" He says, hunger in his eyes. "It's fine, I have a thing, keeps the babies away, just fuck me already" you moaned back waiting to see what he'd do. He brought his face close up to yours and kissed you hard, hard enough for you not to notice him rubbing his dick against your slit. "Good, it'll just make the sex even better" he whispered and slammed his dick into you, giving you no time to prepare. "Fucking hell, oh shit" was all you could say as he cradled you in his arms fucking you as if he'd prepared al alongl. It stung, more than you thought it would, but hearing his grunts and moans only made you want him to fuck you harder, and soon all you could feel was the intense pleasure from his dick slapping against your cunt. He nibbled on your ear as you repeatedly told him to fuck you faster and harder, wrapping your legs around him and holding on. "You're so fucking tight baby, just like I imagined. Even better. I can't wait to --ugh-- fucking spill everything in you, on you, everywhere." He cursed as he railed into you. He placed his hand between you and started rubbing circles around your clit bringing screaming moans out of you. "Kook, fuck me harder, I need more." Was all you could say. He trusted into you one last time before holding himself as deep as he could, trying to catch his breath, and trying even harder not to cum inside you yet. He pulled out, leaving you empty for a second and climbed on the terrace, pulling you down on top of him.

"Ride me, I want to see you ride me" he said panting. You aligned yourself on his cock, your lips slowly taking the head of his cock in as he looked with full lust in his eyes. "This is fucking amazing, you're so fucking beautiful" he gulped as you took him in inch by inch, moaning into him and dropping down giving him a kiss. It wasn't rough, just sexual and intimate, and you moaned out his name slowly grinding against him. He grabbed your thighs, the rough sweaty texture of him making you clench around him even more as you slowly roll your hips against his. "You're gorgeous Kook, let me look at you" you softly tell him as you move his sweaty hair from his face making him blush. He makes his way to your breasts and squeezes them gently making soft whimpers from where he wants to fuck into you. You lower your body and he takes a nipple into his mouth slowly circling and biting the perky nub, "yeah, just like that" you whisper as your fucking goes from intense and rough to sensual and intimate as you get closer to your release. He brings your hips lower into him, feeling his cock reach areas you hadn't ever felt someone reach and making you wimper and fuck back into him harder. "Yeah just like that baby, make yourself feel good for me. -mmmm- I want to feel you cum on my cock" he groans in small broken sentences, getting sloppier by the second. It only turns you on even more to hear him talk like that so you're grinding onto him harder. You grab the nape of his neck and pull him up with you as you move your legs around his waist. It gives him access to start fucking harder into you, holding your hips down as you ride him, unable to control your moans. He kisses you, hungrily, as if he's asking for something, and soon you grab onto him, seeing white, and feeling the pressure snap and release into pure bliss. "Fuck ____ you look so beautiful cumming for me, don't stop." You hear him through your orgasm as you go in for a kiss. He takes it and moans as he releases into you, spilling his seed inside and coating your walls. He rides out his orgasm, leaving you sensitive and holding tightly to his back to steady yourself. "Wait, too much." You say, panting into his neck.

As you slowly stop he turns and looks at you, his face happy and smiling, unable to contain himself as he kisses you again. "That was way better than working tonight, " he jokes and soon you're both laughing into each other. You nudge him playfully and rest your head on his shoulder,leaning back to lay down over the terrace. He takes his shirt and drapes it over you, and you can't tell when, but you fall asleep.

When you wake up in the morning, groggy from your late night escapade you see Jungkook shuffling away and cleaning the area. "Here, we're late. My uncle and our associates are coming to look at our progress. I'm gonna need you to go out the back," he says as he hands you your clothes, pulling you up to get ready. You quickly put on everything and follow him out the back way. He looks at you, kind of like he wants to say something, but instead kisses your forehead. "What was that?" You chuckle, cheeks reddening from the sudden intimacy. "For making my job ten times better last night." He says laughing and pulling you into a quick hug. "Oh that? No problem, anytime" you say and you eyes widen at the comment clearly stupid enough to come out of your mouth. "Yeah, I'd like that. Here, take my number call me when you get a chance to go out. And I don't mean just to do last night, although, I'd like that too" he laughs as he's trying not to blush. "Thanks, I'll see you around." You tell him as you walk out and towards the gate of the park.

By the time you get back to the hotel, all you want to do is sleep on your warm bed and bask in the way it felt to be touched by Jungkook. You let out a huge sigh and plop down only to feel someone tugging at your legs. "_____ !! What are you doing?? Where have you been? Wake up, we have somewhere to go. I promise you'll like it. " Lia says as she's tugging at you. "I told you I was going out. Where are we going? You didn't mention anything before" you groaned as you kicked her legs away wanting to engulf yourself in the pillows. "Come on, it'll be fun I promise." Becca said as she turned the shower on and Lia dragged you into it. "Wear something cute we're going out to celebrate Yoongi and Hobi making cash! They got the contract and are taking us out!" "Ugh fine, only if you'll let me come back early. I'm tired." You sighed making your way to the restroom and getting ready against your better judgement.

Once you got out of the taxi you walked into the diner looking through your purse and bumping into something hard. "Sorry, I didn't mean to," you reply as Lia's pulling you back . "It's ok " you hear a voice say and suddenly your eyes open wide and you look up. "____ this is Jungkook, sorry about that bro, sometimes she gets lost her headspace" Yoongi mentioned as you looked bewildered at the scene before your eyes. "It's fine, hey ____ nice to meet you, I'm Jungkook" he smiles wide as you take his hand and blush unintentionally at the contact. Lia and Becca share glances and giggle telling the boys to go sit down so you could have a moment.

"What's going on" you say as you feel him tangle his fingers through yours. He gets close enough to not cause any suspicion but enough to put his hand around your waist and caress your side. " I didn't think it'd be appropriate to tell them I knew you as the girl who fucked me last night. Let's keep that between us, but…" he paused and got closer to your ear whispering, "this definitely makes things easier don't you think?"

#jk #jk x reader #jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook #jungkook #bts jungguk #jeon jungguk #jungkook fanfic #jungkook imagine #bts imagines

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kitahara-rei · 6 years ago

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can you do a short drabble for natsuki/ren going grocery shopping late at night to buy ingredients for Halloween cookies 🥺

Sure thing, bud! One NatsuRen for you here, I hope you like it~

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Ren had received a LINE message from Natsuki earlier in the night (along with a series of cute bunny stickers) requesting for help on a certain project he was working on for their upcoming Halloween party. He wondered why he hadn't dragged Syo into his plans until he heard what it was about. Natsuki had been planning on making some spooky Halloween cookies, and knowing Syo, he would have done everything in his power to stop it.

Unfortunately for him, Ren liked how experimental Natsuki was with his baking, so he agreed on his quest for ingredients at their local supermarket. He had a little time to spare before going to bed with nothing much to do. (But truthfully, he wanted to spend time together with the blond.)

The store was empty, save for the occasional businessmen shopping for their daily necessities after work. It was almost nine, an hour until closing time.

Natsuki met up with him with his basket already half-full of cookie decorations, including but not limited to: a box of candy sprinkles, a tub of icing, bottles of food colouring and tubes of edible glitter. Well, he hoped that Natsuki had picked the edible ones.

"Shinomi, what about the main ingredients?"

"Well, I was thinking of taking a twist with the flavour. Like how Halloween is always about the 'Trick-or-Treat', right? So I thought that maybe I could put in a few with a stronger flavour as a 'Trick', then the usual ones as a 'Treat'."

So, like a Russian roulette. The party was going to be interesting if he managed to pull it off. "Sounds great," Ren said, picking up the glitter, inspecting the label. It was edible, so he put it back. "Any idea on what to use for the flavouring?"

Natsuki nodded, pulling out a packet of orange and red powder. "Curry and spice powder," he beamed. "The spicy kind. It'll blend in well with the cookie dough, so they won't be able to tell which ones will be the 'Trick' cookies."

Ren glanced over to the side, suddenly inspired. "How about adding a more spice to the mix?" he asked, throwing him a wink. "Whole black peppers would look enough like chocolate chips to fool anyone."

His face brightened up at the suggestion. "Oh, that's a good idea!"

And that was how the next half-hour went, with both of them going through the different shelves and picking out what would suit the theme that Natsuki chose for his 'Treat' cookies. Werewolf cookies were going to be dog-like, so dog food went into the mix. Swamp monster? A can of sardines. Vampires were a little harder to think of, so Ren had suggested tomato juice as a substitute for blood. Fairies were going to be one hundred percent sugar.

At the end of it all, after they had paid for everything, they had at least four bags full. Ren was going to accompany Natsuki back to his apartment, but the bespectacled blond had shook his head, face flushed from the cold October night.

"No, it's all right. Thank you for accompanying me today, Ren-kun!" Without warning, he pulled Ren into his embrace, squeezing him tight.

Ren couldn't help the smile on his face as he hugged back. The blond gave the best hugs, warm and full of love. But it ended a little too soon for his liking, when Natsuki let him go. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow," he said, scooping up the bags in his arms, waving to him. "I'll text you the time and place, all right?"

"Sure thing," he replied. It was a shame for him to leave so soon. Ren had enjoyed his company, even with the mundane task of grocery shopping.

Natsuki nodded. He took a few steps before he paused, turning back and dashing towards Ren, surprising the strawberry-blond man. The plastic bags rustled on his arm as he grabbed both of Ren's hands, his eyes shining brightly like the stars above. "If it's not too much trouble, would you like to come over to have a cup of cocoa?"

He grinned. "I thought that you would never ask."

#utapri #uta no prince-sama #shinomiya natsuki #jinguji ren #natsuren #is that their ship name?#rei's fics #request central #anonymony

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nadziejastar · 6 years ago

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Well, first of all I loved his outfit. It’s similar enough to what he wore in BBS to make it feel like Isa, but still felt fresh. It looked like something a fashionable young person would wear. It’s based on a Roen-Gackt collaboration design. Nomura sure loves Gackt, lol. So Isa was considered important enough to get a lot of care put into his new outfit. This collaboration was probably done a long time in advance, like with FFVersus XIII. I’m sure Isa’s backstory was supposed to be WAY more fleshed out so that his character would make a MUCH stronger impression on the player by the end of KH3. So, the outfit was kinda wasted in a way. Isa’s whole character was just wasted potential, though.

In a room made of white marble, a large mirror reflected Demyx as he prepared to leave for the mission. He took particular care with his hairstyle, painstakingly manipulating the brown strands with a comb to make them stand straight up. Saïx observed him from behind with what appeared to be distaste. In stark contrast to Demyx, Saïx left his long blue hair unstyled. The X-shaped scar on his forehead was all the style he needed.

Having an outfit based on a J-pop star might tell us something about how Nomura originally viewed Isa’s personality. He actually seemed like a rather fashionable young man who took pride in his appearance. He even wore stud earrings. His style was different from other kids like Hayner, Pence, or Lea. Saïx didn’t have any interest in his appearance. But Isa certainly seemed like the type to style his hair and then some. For some reason, I picture him ironically spending even MORE time in front of the mirror than Demyx. Especially post-KH3. Isa was already shy. I think he would probably struggle with insecurity over having a scar covering most of his face. So, he would try even harder to compensate with nice clothes and accessories.

The KH3 ending outfit really doesn’t fit someone like Saïx, who had such a harsh and dreary personality. I can’t see Saïx choosing to wear anything like that outfit. Way too youthful and trendy. And definitely not the star and moon accessory, either. He’d throw up at the cute little moon on Isa’s BBS outfit. Isa obviously was supposed to have such a different personality than Saïx. I bet Isa is going to be SUCH an awkward character going forward, because they’ll feel obligated to keep his Saïx personality traits, which will clash so badly with the rest of his character. He’ll be this pseudo-villain/quasi-good guy that just will feel so out of place in a series like this. It breaks my heart.

A great number of Nobodies have lost human form, as have the Heartless. Yet the Nobody born of someone with a strong heart retains its shape, with but the faintest visible changes.

As far as the rest of his design goes, I thought it was pretty lazy. In my opinion, Isa’s character design needed much more of an update than what he got. Kairi looked more different after her haircut than Isa did in the ending. If anyone deserved to look different for KH3, it was him. But…he still looked almost exactly like Saïx to me. He has a bit more color to his hair and face, and his scar is faded. But that’s about it. Which I guess was intentional. Why bother changing his look? It seems like they gave up on whatever plan they originally had for Isa to be his own character who was totally distinct from Saïx. They’re gonna just pretend that he wasn’t Norted and treat him like he was the same as Axel. Which sucks.

Axel and Riku get along very well somehow. Since Riku has become a figure of Ansem, I don’t speak much with him, but he laughs like a different person when he eats Ice cream with Axel. Axel says he “Laughs to face bad feelings”, but it seems that Riku isn’t a bad person. At that Axel said ‘don’t laugh when you’ve got a gross face’, but Riku didn’t seem all that annoyed.

Also, Axel really liked sea-salt ice cream. You’ve eaten sea salt ice cream ever since you moved to that house. I wonder how you don’t break your stomach! It felt like he ate them to an unthinkable extent. Axel ate so much ice cream that the freezer in the computer room emptied every day.

Now as a villain, Saïx had a very cool design. He was handsome and had long hair, but...he looked mean and scary. He was supposed to. He WAS mean and scary. He was Xemnas’ right-hand man, after all. And if he was Norted, this makes sense. He was envisioned as a sociopathic guy who has bouts of uncontrollable bloodlust when exposed to moonlight. I like Saïx’s design. He was pale and almost vampire-looking? Or maybe Addam’s family. He was created as a bad guy. The whole idea was that he was a scary, unapproachable dude. He was sinister and creepy. Yet ironically his original self was the polar opposite. It made for a pretty cool twist, IMO.

“…Aw, is it good?” Axel teased. “Seriously, you’re like a little kid. Even though you look like a mean old man.” Riku made no response, keeping his gaze fixed on the computer screen. The comment did rub him the wrong way. But mentally, Axel was definitely older than him by at least a little. Not that you could tell from looking.

They were clearly going for a VERY different vibe with Isa. When I first played BBS, I thought that the visual difference between Isa and Saïx was extremely noticable. Isa looked a lot softer, sweeter and more friendly. The idea behind Saïx's design was: harsh and scary. The idea of a cute bunny rabbit representing his personality was supposed to be absurd. Saïx would be utterly disgusted if he was seen as “cute”. But the idea behind Isa's design was: cute and innocent. And Isa was indeed a little cutie. And he was innocent, too.

Saïx: We'll ensure he receives the maximum punishment.

Axel: Okay, since you worked really hard today, you get a reward.

Saïx’s Casual Gear is called “Dessert Time,” but the localization named it “Just Desserts", and I thought that was very clever. To get one’s just desserts means to receive the appropriate punishment for one's actions. But sea-salt ice cream is supposed to be a treat to reward someone who did a good job.

Saïx gave him a cruel grin. “You will lose everything!” And then the Claymore pierced Axel’s chest.

Saïx rarely smiles because he is cold and cruel. But he would smile when he’s giving Axel his just desserts.

“But sweet!” Lea added, and Isa smiled a bit. That was rare for him. Well, eating ice cream together, talking about silly stuff, laughing together—it was just what friends did.

Isa rarely smiles because he’s shy. But he would smile when he’s eating ice cream with Lea because he has a sweet tooth and loves dessert. It was such a cool idea. I loved it.

dichotomy

1. a division or contrast between two things that are or are represented as being opposed or entirely different.

2. the phase of the moon in which half its disk appears illuminated

Saïx’s Pandora Gear is called “Dichotomy” in the localization. Saïx had weapons called Lunatic, Berserker and Werewolf. The weapon representing his real personality is a bunny rabbit. The HUGE difference between Isa and Saïx was the whole point. My impression was that BBS wanted to emphasize as much as possible that Isa and Saïx were two very different people. And character design was one way they chose to do that. That dichotomy is what made Isa so interesting to me. If you want to make Isa his own character, you should go with a different character design, in my opinion.

“You’re in a pretty good mood,” Axel remarked. Riku glanced up.

“Seeing Sora just made you that happy, huh?”

“I don’t feel like telling you.” A little smile crossed Riku’s lips as he took another bite.

“Y’know, it’s creepy when you smile with that guy’s face,” Axel said dryly, following suit and nibbling on his own ice cream.

Silence fell over the room. He paused in his munching to stare hard at Riku, then finally asked, “What is Sora to you?”

The question caught Riku off guard. He groped for words. On the sofa opposite him, Naminé spoke up instead. “Sora and Riku are best friends.”

Like Terra, Isa was supposed to be cursed. Being Norted is no joke. That’s what a lot of the Beauty and the Beast parallels were about. Axel started teasing Riku for his ugly ass face the same time they were trying to figure out the organization’s next move. They were going to target those with strong hearts, and the Beast was one of those targets.

Belle nodded and silently walked out of the room. The trio went after her. The Beast was left alone with no company but the moonlight.

“You’re really just going to give up on everything now?” Sora said all at once. But the Beast only stared up at the moon.

Isa was supposed to be just as cursed as Riku was in KH2. And Riku changing his appearance fit perfectly with Lea and Isa’s story. Axel said Riku was creepy when he smiled with that face, and unfortunately that’s kind of how “Isa” made me feel in the KH3 ending. Since they took away the possession angle, I didn’t really see him as Isa. He still felt like Saïx to me. And seeing Saïx play and smile like that was kinda unsettling. And weird.

Axel’s eyes crinkled as he remembered his own best friend—the only friend he’d ever had, in fact.

“If your best friend goes away, you’re sad, and if you get to be with them, you’re happy,” Naminé added. “Isn’t that how it is, Axel?”

“…That’s about the size of it.” Axel nodded and sat down on the remaining empty sofa, staring at the sea-salt ice cream he held.

“So you are capable of sincerity,” said Riku.

Axel only shrugged at the jab and finished his ice cream pop.

Probably for this very reason, I could tell that Nomura wanted to take a different direction with Isa’s character design after he decided to make him a good guy and Lea’s best friend. You can see what Nomura had in mind for an adult Isa based on his illustrations of Saïx for 358/2 Days and KH2FM+. He looks different than he did in his vanilla KH2 concept art. His features lean a lot more heavily toward Isa in BBS. I really wished KH3 went in this direction with his updated character design. He looks much more youthful here, like Axel does. Also, I loved the fact that his scar was gigantic. It went all the way from the top of his forehead to the bottom of his nose. In KH3, they stuck with the old Saïx design, so his scar was a lot smaller. I like the bigger scar because it really shows that he was treated like a human lab rat (of course that idea was scrapped, anyways).

Beside the Beast, who had once been a handsome prince, stood a man in a black cloak. “It’s time you dealt with the girl. She’s scheming to take everything you have,” said Xaldin, his hood pulled low to hide his face. “Your castle, your treasures…and then your very life.” The Beast hung his head. His castle was a desolate place, ruled by a monster.

“Trust no one. Feed your anger. Only rage will keep you strong!”

“I’ve had enough of strength. There’s only one thing I want…” The Beast gazed, unmoving, at the glass bell jar around a single red rose.

What he wanted was—

“Hah,” Xaldin spat. “To love and be loved in return? Who could ever love a beast?” The Beast whirled again, his cape rippling. He glared and let out a roar of fury.

“Good. Let your anger rise!” With that, Xaldin vanished.

Axel didn’t really see his best friend when he looked at Saïx. He felt like Isa went away and Saïx took his place. His relationship with Saïx was based on his memories of the past. He self-medicated with ice cream to cope. It was heartbreaking. After the scene where Axel was sad about his best friend going away, the chapter about the Beast’s Castle begins, describing him as a formerly handsome prince. So on that basis, I wish there was more visual differentiation between Isa and Saïx. Most of the fandom is just going to see Isa as the same mean old Saïx since there was no attempt to differentiate Isa’s personality from Saïx’s personality and they look exactly the same, too.

“I don’t trust you,” Saïx replied flatly, the enormous Claymore in his hand.

“Traitors like you deserve to lose everything,” Saïx said.

Saïx gave him a cruel grin. “You will lose everything!”

They originally wanted Isa to have a distinct personality and appearance from Saïx—a lot more than just a new outfit. Isa was supposed to be a beautiful love interest cursed into being a beast. In the novel you can tell that Xigbar and Xaldin were pressuring Saïx to eliminate Axel. He was reluctant to do so on his own. Xigbar doubted whether he was even looking for Axel. Just like with the Beast, they were manipulating him to think Axel had been plotting to take everything from him. Deep down Saïx probably felt similar to the Beast. Like nobody could ever love him in his condition. I think that’s why he was so furious. Axel grew a heart, and then left him. But the only reason Axel grew a heart was because he remembered his feelings for Isa. It was a really cool idea. It's just a shame it never came to fruition.

#kh saix #kh isa #kingdom hearts #kh meta

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