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iqxatlantic · 8 hours ago

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This... Is a req and all. Um.. So can you maybe add some headcanons for Yukimiya, Ness ❤, Kaiser (ew.), Karasu, KUNIGAMI (Wildcard ver 👅👅.), and a character of your choice? If so, PLEASE add fluff and... That. (I can't say anything 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 since my parents montier what I text and write so yeah 💔.)

holy cow thats a ton of characters babe, but way to make me productive ! i forgot how to write headcanons (embarrassing i know) so um.. drabbles it is..!

ft. yukimiya kenyu . alexis ness . michael kaiser . tabito karasu . wc! rensuke kunigami . isagi yoichi . probably all ooc! . fluff . reader lwk selfloathes . afab!reader? . not proofread . unreliable narrator . unfortunately more like drabbles than headcanons lol . half drabbles, half hc?

you caught his eye, he caught yours. the school's model. yea, no shit he'd be the school's model. tall, slim yet slightly toned, beautiful captivating eyes.

cuddled up in your bed, you asked with such softness, "what will your friends think? school's most beautiful student and a-"

yukimiya didn't want to hear it, whispering a harsh, "shut it." you let out a small gasp of surprise. you knew yukimiya didn't mean it in that way, but damn that "shut it" hurt.

he held onto you tighter, pulling you into his embrace even more — allowing you to melt into him. back pressed on his chest. "shush... i don't care what they think, only care about you," he'd slur, sleepy.

"i know i'm going to lose sight sooner or later. please be the one i see last."

yes, yukimiya is a kind and charismatic boy — that's what made you fall for him, but this side of him? there's just more to love.

alexis ness is crazy loyal. so that day when he decided to shift you to his number one priority, you were slightly surprised.

you over kaiser? you could hardly believe it. hand on his forehead, measuring his temperature. "lexie, are you drunk?" you'd ask slightly concern.

he'd blink at you with those gorgeous magenta eyes. "no, do i look drunk?" his smile was slightly uncanny, but he was cute so it was okay.

you clutched your heart dramatically, "ohmygod, i've been waiting for this moment my whole life. the gods finally answered my prayers!" ness continued to look at you with love.

"you're so pretty, [name]," he'd compliment, "i'm sorry i didn't prioritize you first." you knocked the wind out of ness when you hugged him.

"NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE, THIS IS ALL I NEED RIGHT NOW!"

boyfriend! michael kaiser who can't bake for the life of him.

two love birds, 6 ingredients. how is this going to roll? (haha get it) "MICHAEL GET THE PANS!??" you'd yell. "WHERE?!" he'd reciprocate the yell. he watches you sigh and scramble to find the pans.

2 eggs wasted because someone ended up cracking the yolks. FOR AN ANGEL FOOD CAKE. "oops?" kaiser would playfully smile. if it weren't because he was so beautiful — there would be a straight slap to his face. maybe it'll slap him back to his past with his damn father.

"eggs wasted in this economy," you'd let out a sob. kaiser loomed over you with a smirk, "it's fine, liebe. with the amount of money i hav-" smack.

after god knows how long, you successfully slid the batter into the oven. "mihya, remind me to never attempt to bake with you," you'd grimace. kaiser just sat there smiling like a little boy, admiring you. for once, he was stripped out of his pride. at that moment, kaiser knew exactly what he wanted, and he wanted you for the rest of his life.

boyfriend! karasu tabito who looks like a wet, angry bird when he comes out the shower.

a hearty laugh erupted from you when you saw karasu come out the shower. the lean man saw you clutching your sides with glistening eyes.

at first, he had his brows furrowed, a worried expression on his face. "[name], sweetie? yer actin' really.. concerning. are you okay?" the response he got frightened him even more. you were genuinely crying, wheezing at this point.

the hell is so funny? "ta- gods! tabito, please- i can't- oh gods, oh gods," you'd cackle. karasu felt the water droplets cackle with you with the vibrations, holy.

a grumpy, wet, massive and buff crow. why wouldn't that scene wring out tears? karasu wasn't even mad. he loved the moment so much. so much so that he swore he fell in love with you again. this wouldn't be the last time he'd fall in love with you.

"why the hell did my little meow meow turn into a bark bark..." you'd grieve whilst sketching the man. he ignored you. ouch. he was so focused on sketching you as well you felt like... like he was on field all over again.

all you wanted was your moral boyfriend back — not this one!! obviously, you love him enough to stay haha. change changes people but it'll never change the bond you two have <3

"i hope your cereal is soggy tomorrow," you frowned, praying that those auburn orbs would meet yours. spoiler: it didn't. as the timer beeped, you both put your hands up.

for the first time in a while, kunigami looked... happy? almost proud. "Okay, rensuke! let's reveal our sketches of each other in three... two... one!" you lifted up your paper with a toothy grin, only for it to falter.

"dear lord, do i really look like that?" you thought as you continued to smile. you looked at his paper, a single tear almost slipping down your cheek. "wow, you really captured..." you choked, holding back a laugh.

"you're such an artist, rensuke. you should persue arts instead," you smiled at him. you were startled when the orange haired man got up and gave you a massive hug.

best friend! isagi yoichi who shit-talks with you. (spoiler, he's in love with you.)

he clasped his hand over his mouth, it took so much restraining to not clock the hell out this one girl. "she looks... she looks great!" he'd lie.

"RIIGHT! doesn't she yoichi!" you'd sarcastically smile. for the love of god, at least cue "let me know" at this point. "eugh, real talk.. why is she arching her back like that...?" isagi asked, the genuine worry sent you.

"for that one guy... that ex i had?" you laughed, "apparently she called me 'chopped as fuck' and was like, 'why does he even like her??' like babes. who wouldn't love me?"

you dramatically flipped your hair, and isagi's pupils dialated. oooh, he was in love. looking at you the way he looked at you when you both first met. "okay number one, she's just... no. she has no place to speak?" he replied. "for a man... for a man..."

"right!? gods, i just wish i could have something again. life is a bit boring, y'know?" you sighed. isagi decided to shoot his shot right then and there, "i'm here!" he'd babble. he felt his heart stop when you looked at him funny.

"say less, pretty boy."

— ©iqxatlantic / isaisliterallyhim, 2025

tags ! : : @twijaxx ♡, @kxsagi ♡ (girl isagi was here i had to omg)

a/n: this took me 5 months to get to bffr. writing wc! kuni killed me omg. i have the craziest writers block so if the quality is ass it's because i keep on almost dying. also thank you so much for 500 followers ygs are my baes, love you all so much <3

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daz4i · 1 year ago

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someone. please. spare me a good night's sleep spell

#for some reason i woke up at 9 today like naturally. after falling asleep at 3 am #but tomorrow i gotta wake up at around 7 (which is. considered late in my current routine 💔) and actually do stuff #wednesdays are always so long. i can't handle ittttttt #ik i need to do this thing but it's becoming a chore that isn't even helpful and just makes me feel bad every time #(keeping this vague mostly bc i genuinely don't know what to call this in english lol)#anyway sorry for the mild vent :/ i'm stressed abt stuff again bc i actually need to do things and be responsible :///#i haaaate being responsible. so tiring. idk how ppl do that constantly

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strawberrynull · 11 days ago

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──☆🌀 touch starved

엔하이픈 | Enhypen | Nishimura Riki

A/N: Guysssss I haven’t written in so long 💔💔 but I had a thought and idk if yall will like it but HEAR ME OUTTTTTT

──WC: around 700

Thinking about touch starved Riki who is so overstimulated tonight. He’s so horny, he’s already finished once while you haven’t yet. He’s just going too fast and sloppy that he can’t keep up a rhythm.

He’s getting frustrated because poor boy can’t even go a full minute without getting so overstimulated that he needs to pause and take a break. You just feel so unbearably good wrapped around him.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who has you tangled between his legs. He’s practically sitting on one of your legs with the other thrown over his shoulder.

He’s fucking so hard into you that he needs to grip your thighs so tight just so he won’t cum in two seconds flat. He even ends up hugging the leg that’s thrown over his shoulder because he just needs to be touching you with his whole body.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who can’t even lean over you because his head keeps falling back. He ends up sitting on his heels the entire time as if you’re the one on top of him.

And whenever he does manage to lean over to be fully top of you, the second he sees your pretty face, oh he’s done for. He’s immediately cumming a second time.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who is a moaning mess because he’s just so frustrated, overstimulated and so fucking horny. He’s typically not the type to be whining like this but tonight is different. He hasn’t touched you in so long, he just can’t help it ☹️

He has his head thrown back and jaw slack, letting out the sluttiest moans you’ve ever heard from him. And if he tries to cover his mouth? It doesn’t last long before he’s clawing at your thighs again. He can’t form any words, just pretty groans and whines.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who finally puts both legs over his shoulders. Bad idea. With your legs closed a bit, now you feel even tighter around him. Before he even realizes it, he’s cumming a third time. Poor boy is practically shaking at this point. He’s breathless and tired but still so horny, he can’t take it.

You’re here reaching for his hips to try to help him out a bit. You guide him into a better rhythm that has you finally finishing around his cock. But when he feels that it’s like you’ve started a fire in him. He’s spurred on again and thrusting into you like an animal in heat.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who is on the edge of tears from how heavenly you feel cumming on his dick. He’s moaning like he’s never felt anything better in his life. He’s bit his lip so hard that it’s bleeding but he somehow doesn’t even notice from the trance he’s lost in.

The bed is squeaking uncontrollably like it’s going to break at any moment and at some point you genuinely think it might. But obviously he doesn’t notice that either. He can only think about you and your tight cunt.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who actually fucking collapses on top of you after he finishes for the last time tonight. He’s panting and shaking and too tired out to move an inch. And you have to just lay there with him practically crushing you under his body weight. He just needs to catch his breath ☹️

Thinking about touch starved Riki who finally comes to his senses and rolls off of you. Then he’s apologizing over and over again for coming so many times and not letting you do the same. You don’t care though. You’re just happy you were able to make your precious boyfriend feel so good.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who wants to treat you to the sweetest softest aftercare but he physically cannot fucking move. So instead you happily fetch a damp towel to wipe the sweat and juices off his spent body, leaving soft kisses on every inch of his skin that you clean. ❤️

A/N: sorry this was so rushed I just wanted to write it before I forgot it. Anyways enjoy me posting after almost a year of inactivity

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no1blacksapphirefan · 2 months ago

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Henlooo! I’m a new anon and this is a first time request of mine. I read your Self-Aware AU of the cookies being worried that the player was gone for a day or two— but what if its far longer than that? Like, due to storage or their device got broken/lost, if you want to touch something much darker than that then its up-to you! (I’m an angsty person today, I’m sorry TvT)

I asked cause: I’m soo up to date with information from CR:K but I genuinely can’t play it because of my storage. Last time I played was about 3-5 years ago— SO LONG I KNOW so the idea that they’re self-aware made me sad that I can’t play until I get a better device for the game 💔

And, if you do write this request, I will say thank you so much! I loovveee your Black Sapphire, Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk portrayals— I sometimes even read White Lily’s but I think of those once as a sibling thing, hehe. Anywho! I hope you’re doing amazing and I hope this isn’t a big ask TT

-🐆🍊(May I take these emojis?)

Course you can take those emojis :33

I'm glad you all like my work ^^ For me as I keep leaving and coming back to CRK (mainly cuz of storage as well) it is a bit entertaining. It's even funnier cuz the reason I joined again most recently was Black Sapphire and I was gonna delete the game again once I got him. But ended up staying, kinda funny to think about how the cookies would think if I did go through and delete after getting him.

Pure Vanilla Oh? Oh! Oh my witches you're back?? It's been- actually he doesn't want to think about it. He missed you so much, you've been gone for years. He knows you don't realise but seeing you again makes him so much happy. Perhaps you've changed your looks? Or you stayed the same about, doesn't matter to him. He thinks you look just as pretty as when he first met you...well when he first learnt he was in a game and saw who has been controlling everything.

Dark Cacao He acts as if he doesn't care, he does. And it's not that he isn't relieved to see that you're okay, he just...doesn't know how to express it. He wants to show you he's so happy to see you again. He just can't right now, but the other cookies can tell he's less tense than he was when you left all those time ago. You seem fine, and that's what matters (unless you joined back when sick/injured, then he's gonna worry a lot)

HollyBerry She's planned for this day!! Yet, when she finally sees you again after all this time, the plans she had in her head to make sure your welcome back was warm and filled with delight (yet still keeping it a secret she knows, she doesn't want to freak you out and delete the game again, she just got you back!) just go missing in her brain. Forgotten almost, it truly has been a long time, and despite all the planning. Just seeing you here and okay is enough to make her forget. (She'll remember when you log off for the day and quickly make her preparations before you log in again.

Clotted Cream He didn't notice at first, I mean. He couldn't shake off the feeling that something important happened but he brushed it off. That is until Financier cookie came in and informed him. Pausing for a bit he quickly put down his things to go see you, go back to the kingdom you've created and sure enough you were there. Humming to yourself as you figured out what new things have been added since you left. As if you haven't left. He is a tiny bit salty you seem care-free, but he knows you likely had your reasons, plus you wouldn't have known how much your disappearance affected him. Besides, he doesn't know the reason why you had to leave, so he doesn't hold it against you.

Lilac Cookie He stays calm upon your arrival, even when you log off. He keeps his feelings of joy and relief inside. Truly he's happy to see you again, it doesn't matter if you likely won't use him again because, as far as he recalls, he isn't exactly the best for most things in the game currently. He doesn't mind, you could dislike him for all he cares, but he still cares about you. And seeing you (hopefully) healthy and happy makes him more calmer then he was before, he won't admit it but your disappearance made him just a tiny bit uneasy, especially if he never heard you state your reasoning. He's willing to wait, even if you leave again and come back for double the time you left previously. He'll be waiting, patiently.

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iocles · 6 months ago

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Kaiser hcs (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

MY GOAT MY GOAT MY GOAAATTT

• Avid Rammstein listener.. any playlist he has has at least 6 Rammstein songs in it

• there never was much food in the house growing up for him, so other than bread crusts he used to heat up sugar when his dad was gone and he'd make weird little lollipops and that's what'd he eat as a snack sometimes

• used to be terrified of krampus, but now he looks at videos of kids getting scared of people dressed as krampus and lets out a genuine giggle

• he wanted to get his tattoos all on the same day, but decided against it because he wanted to be able to go practice without pain

• he knows where his mom is, but doesn't ever plan to go and meet her; or any of his relatives, really.

• found comfort in stray dogs because they reminded him of himself as a kid, scruffy and unloved- that's why they're his favorite animals now

• If he had a partner, he'd try not to be too touchy in public but behind closed doors he'd be ALL over them, depending on the day

• worst person to watch a movie with, yaps the whole time

• During any match with a foreign team, he'll say dumb remarks in German because he knows they have no idea what he's saying

• doesn't like having his hair touched. only a selective few can, and that's just his barber, himself, and whoever he'd allow

• he wears strong ass cologne, so strong you can smell it FROM 2 ROOMS AWAY💔

• he feels he's impossible to keep up with, has always been hesitant to get into a relationship with ANYONE, so he has no experience

• that being said, even if he comes off as flirty, he doesn't actually know what he's doing

• he can't ride a bike because he never owned one

• SPEEDWALKER. the type to walk with someone then speed up because of how damn long his legs are

• his back is like an Achilles heel to him, but not in the way that if he hurt it he'd be done for- just in the way that it's sensitive.

• even though he wears cologne and stuff, his skin just smells naturally sweet?? nothing wrong with him health wise or anything, he's just like that.

• now that he has money, he'd spoil his partner rotten if he had one.

• actually has no idea what to do with his money other than that. LMAOOO

• not a dry texter, despite the fact that he looks like he'd probably be a dry texter

• wanted a puppy as a kid, obviously couldn't get one due to his circumstances

• got chased by a pitbull while hanging out around a bunch of stray dogs

• best believe baby kaiser didn't step near pitbulls for a month or two after that

• if he hadn't done soccer and did a different sport, I feel like he'd be a volleyball player

SO SORRY I DIDNT POST IN A WHILE i literally couldn't think of anything and I've been busy with school🦧 I know a majority of people on tumblr want bf hcs and all that so maybe I'll do that next if I can come up w/ something good

#blue lock #bllk x reader #bllk #bllk x you #bllk kaiser #michael kaiser #kaiser x reader #blue lock kaiser #headcanon #michael kaiser x reader

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ay4tou · 1 month ago

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Hello can i ask for lookism men reacts to reader forget to say i love you back (prank)?? that would be hilarious XD thank youu if you dont mind^^

lookism men reacting when you forget to say 'i love you' back

summary: you decided to do a little prank, turns out forgetting three little words is the fastest way to send several grown men into an emotional crisis.

author's note: took a bit too long on the request i got too carried away enjoying my break 💔 a lot of newer characters aren't here bc i genuinely don't know how to write them yet | masterlist

Daniel Park:

“I love you, don't forget to call me when you get home!"

You: “Okay. Bye.”

Pauses. Processes. Doesn’t say anything.

Says nothing for 10 minutes, then hits you with:

“Is this a test?”

You: “What?”

“A test of loyalty. Honesty. Trust. Emotional—”

He looked like a puppy, whining, drenched in the rain, getting told to stay outside the house because he destroyed the sofa. You feel so bad for him so you stay with him for 30 more minutes outside your house to calm down.

Gun Park:

“Love you.”

You: “Alright."

You blink, and he’s suddenly standing five inches closer.

“Say it.”

You: “Say what?”

“You know.”

Stares at you so hard your soul leaves your body, you say “I love you” with your full chest just to survive.

Goo Kim:

“Love you~”

You: “Mhm!”

“MHM???”

Starts spiraling instantly. Drops to the ground like a dying Victorian man.

“You said ‘mhm’ like I handed you a napkin, not my heart.”

Demands reparations in the form of 20 kisses.

Johan Seong:

"I love you."

You text: "Thanks, you too."

"You too..?"

Goes dead. Goes silent. Doesn't reply or even see your texts for a whole day.

You return home and see him glaring at you.

“I knew it. I was right all along. Trust is an illusion. Love is a scam.”

You comfort him and assure that it was just a prank, and after a while of convincing you still love him (of course you do), he breathes a sigh of relief.

You practically see Eden and Miro facepalming.

Zack Lee:

“Love you! See you later!”

You: “See ya!”

He stops. Blinks. Turns.

“…Wait.”

Follows you like a shadow. You lock the door? He stands outside. You go to work? He shows up during your lunch break.

“You forgot. I can wait. I’m patient. You’ll break before I do.”

Vasco:

“I love you!!” 🥺

You: “Hehe okay bye!”

He doesn’t move.

He just... stands there. For a while.

Then he goes to Jace:

“…Do you think they still love me even if they didn’t say it?”

Jace: panicking internally “THEY ABSOLUTELY DO.”

Jake Kim:

“Love you.”

You: “'Kay. Later!"

He nods. Then he realizes.

“Damn. That’s crazy.”

Lua overhears and with a stroke of luck (for Lua, not Jake) gossips to the girls at Big Deal street.

Word gets along fast in the street and Jake gets clowned in the groupchat within minutes.

Samuel Seo:

You: “Bye! I'll let you know when I get there.”

Samuel: “Sure. Love you.”

You wave and get on the elevator without saying it back.

He blinks.

...?

???

???????????????????

Loses his composure for a second but realizes he's in public and regains his nonchalance fairly quickly.

"Tch. Typical.”

Pretends he doesn’t care. Totally does.

Spends the rest of the day overthinking while fixing his hair in every mirror he passes.

DG/James Lee:

He texts it casually: “Love you.”

You: “Alright, later.”

Doesn’t flinch. Doesn’t comment.

Just quietly nods and moves on.

But his next text to you is noticeably more formal.

“...Let me know when you get home.”

No emojis. No pet names.

That’s his code for: “I noticed. I’m not mad. But I noticed.”

Ryuhei Kuroda:

“Love you!"

You: “Okay, bye!”

Malfunctions instantly.

“No no no NO. Run that back. Say it again. With feeling. Full sentence. I’m not letting this slide.”

Dramatically reenacts the moment for the rest of the day like it’s a trauma flashback.

You kick him out of the house and begs you to take him back.

Jace Park:

"Bye. Love you."

You: "Mhm."

His first instinct? Apologize to you.

“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable by saying it first I didn’t mean to rush anything unless you do love me then that’s cool but if not that’s okay too unless it’s not then—”

Send help. He’s spiraling respectfully.

Hudson Ahn:

"Love you."

"Okay, bye."

You stare at each other for 5 more seconds, like you both had something to say.

In the end, he just nods calmly.

Looks away.

You turn around and catch him brooding at the sky like he’s in a coming-of-age film.

“The stars don’t talk back either. I get it now.”

#ay4tou #lookism #lookism fic #lookism x reader #daniel park #daniel lookism #gun park #gun lookism #goo kim #lookism webtoon #gun park x reader #goo kim x reader #johan seong #zack lee #jake kim x reader #jake kim #samuel seo lookism #samuel seo x reader #james lee x reader

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fastandcarlos · 1 year ago

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My Hero : ̗̀➛ Charles LeClerc

summary: when your heel breaks, you don’t quite know what to, luckily for you, charles is there to save the day

It was typical. Just your luck.

You were used to going to busy events, glamming yourself up and making sure that you looked the part by Charles’ side. Every time you had the same pair of shoes that you trusted to wear that kept you safe and left you without any injury. You loved how comfortable they were, when everything else around you was so frantic, it was a huge relief knowing that you could get from A to B without worrying about falling over or having to hold onto Charles to stop yourself from losing your balance.

However, as you headed to the restaurant you were meeting some colleagues at, your trusty shoes broke all of that. As you went up the kerb the heel got stuck, and as you tried to untangle it, you could hear the crack. Luckily for you, no one was around to see you troubled, but that didn’t stop you from silently cursing under your breath how you were going to get through the rest of the evening.

Thankfully for you, your colleagues were just as organised as you, with one of your closest friends carrying a spare pair of shoes in her bag which managed to fit your feet in. With that, you tried to enjoy your evening, but it wasn’t quite that easy. Behind your smile you couldn’t help but worry, it would take forever for you to find a pair of shoes that would be as comfortable as these, to find a pair you could wear to one of Charles’ formal events without living in fear that you’d end up embarrassing yourself.

Whilst you sat feeling sorry for yourself, your phone buzzed beside you. You quickly picked it up, feeling your smile turn up as you read a familiar name on your screen. It was if he knew that you needed just a little sign to try and brighten up your evening a little bit. You grabbed your phone, unlocking it so that you could read through the message that Charles had sent you properly.

Charles: hope you’re having a good time love 🥰

Despite the fact he was enduring the busiest time of his year, in the middle of preparing for yet another race weekend, he still thought of you. It was never a text to tick a box, it was always a text because he genuinely cared and was wanting to make sure you were enjoying yourself. Charles was the one who pushed for you to go out that night, knowing that it would be a great opportunity for you to bond with some of your colleagues.

You tended to know where Charles’ line of questioning came from, once he started, it didn’t take long before he desperately asked you how long it would be until you were home and back with him.

You: aside from breaking my heel, it’s pretty fun!

You barely had time to breathe before your phone buzzed.

Charles: damn, you’re not serious right?

You: afraid so 💔

The feeling of someone looking over your shoulder is enough for you to put your phone away again. You shared quite a bit with your colleagues, but your phone conversations with Charles were not one of those. Your attention turned back to what was happening at the table, midway through a conversation you weren’t quite sure what was going on, opting to nod along and hope for the best.

What started off as fun, began to bore you pretty quickly. Your eyes started to dart off in all directions to try and keep entertained, looking around the restaurant until they landed on something you were not quite expecting. A familiar figure is stood in the entranceway to the restaurant, eyes scanning around the room.

Charles looked messy, his clothes weren’t straight, his hair was like a bird’s nest and he still had his glasses on from whatever he was doing at home. You could tell he had moved quickly to get to the restaurant and find you. As he continued to search for you, you decided to put him out of his misery, excusing yourself from the table, dancing through the tables until you were stood directly in front of him.

“What are you doing here?” You whispered across to him, not wanting to cause a scene. “I’m supposed to be having dinner.”

You’d never seen Charles look so relieved as he studied you closely, checking you over. He was silent for a moment, which left you feeling worried, taking a tight hold of his hand and leading him out onto the cold street so that no one was able to see the two of you.

“Charles?” You questioned again, poking gently against his chest. It was your turn to look closer at Charles, he had beads of sweat dripping down his face, his hands were clammy, surprising considering the chill in the air. “Are you planning on talking to me at some point?” You pushed beginning to get concerned as to why he looked so erratic in front of you.

“You’re okay.”

Your brows knitted together in confusion, “of course I’m okay.”

Charles didn’t take your word for an answer and still checked you over one last time. “I thought that you’d hurt yourself, I thought I’d have to take you to the hospital.”

Your head shook in disbelief, “why would I need you to do that for me? Perhaps, do you need to go?”

If it wasn’t for the streetlight next to Charles you were concerned that he would end up passing out. He was barely able to catch his breath, sweat still dripped down him leaving you perplexed.

“What did you do? Run here?”

You were expecting Charles to immediately tell you no, but instead there was a bit of a pause, leaving you wondering if perhaps your assumption was correct.

“I didn’t run here,” he eventually responded, “but I moved a little quicker than I usually do when I think the person I love is in trouble.”

“In trouble?” You frowned, glancing down at the new pair of shoes that you wore.

“I told you I was on my way,” Charles informed you, “you said that you broke your heel, I was expecting to see you on the floor or something.”

The penny finally dropped, pressing your hand to your head. “You thought I meant my actual heel?”

“Oh…” Charles stuttered as you reached into your bag and took out the broken one that you carried. Charles’ smile dropped as he realised his mistake.

Your laughter grew louder as Charles’ cheeks turned darker

He reached out for your hand and pulled you into his body, squeezing you tightly with relief that you were alright. Only when he’s convinced that he’s got the wrong end of the stick can Charles finally let himself laugh about what’s happened, finding himself able to catch his breath and steady the beat of his heart again. You were alright, and that was all that mattered to him.

As funny as the situation was, it was yet another reminder for you as to how much Charles cared about you. He had never felt a fear like it thinking that you had broken your heel, no other thought entered his mind other than the one to get to you as quickly as he possibly could. The only thing he wanted to do was get to you as quickly as possible, terrified that you would end up going through something so horrible alone.

“I can’t believe you sometimes,” you teased, throwing your head back to be able to look at Charles.

“How was I supposed to know it was your damn shoe?” He huffed, smiling innocently back at you, “you gave me such a fright.”

Your head shook as Charles kissed gently against your lips. “You really are my hero sometimes, aren’t you?”

Charles hummed in agreement with you, “you know I always want to save the day for you.”

Again you wanted to snigger at him, but he was just too caring for you. “Are you heading back home? Shall I come with you?”

“Stay. Enjoy your dinner, I’ll be at home waiting for you,” Charles instructed, “but don’t stay too long, it’s lonely being home alone.”

“Try not to break a bone or anything on the way!” You called out as Charles waved goodbye to you, heading down the road.

“Shut up!” He shouted back, earning a few glances from some of the other people around you. You poked your tongue out as Charles as you headed back into the restaurant.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

Once you were back at home, you threw yourself down on the sofa and opened up your phone, finding the messages that Charles had left you after you put your phone away.

Charles: I’m coming, don’t move sweetheart

Charles: I’m so sorry this happened

And then came another, sent just after you’d said goodbye to Charles again.

Charles: I’ll always be your hero ❤️

˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! ´ˎ˗

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Starting Over: Chapter 4 - Build

Mob!Bucky x Female Reader

Series Masterlist

When Bucky throws you out of the house for a betrayal and won't listen to your side of the story, you know the only way out is through - it's time to start over. Maybe this was never going to be your happy ending.

Me again! We’re back. Sorry I know I keep adding new parts but I’ve broken up the final chapter into two as it just keep going and this is a huge bumper one (sorry). I promise there genuinely will only be one more looool. Thanks again for all of your reblogs/comments/love for this story, it means a lot!!

💔

Lou had welcomed you back with open arms, fixing you up with a waitress job at the diner. Of course he had. Lou was like the father you’d never had. His love was one of the few constants in your life.

Mercifully, he didn’t ask you much about Bucky, didn’t chastise you for making a bad choice and getting involved with a mob boss. That wasn’t what Lou was about. He knew that ‘I told you so’ served no purpose, he knew that you were a big girl and there was nothing he could tell you that you didn’t already know yourself. So why bother? All that mattered was that you were here, and you needed him. He would always catch you when you fell.

Going back to waitressing didn’t feel like you’d taken a step back or that you’d somehow failed, if anything it was quite nice to see this former version of your life once more. And you’d missed chatting with the regulars, helping Lou with the accounts, occasionally fighting small fires (both metaphorical and very occasionally, literal). With Bucky you didn’t need to work, which was nice in one way, but you’d missed the structure and purpose your old job had given you. You previously had no interest in daily gossipy lunches with the other mob wives, and there was only so much shopping you could do.

“How did we ever cope without you?” Lou had asked one morning after you’d successfully chased and caught a dine and dasher, and saved hundreds of dollars on the power bill after negotiating a new contract. All before 10am.

You grinned, “I feel the same way about this place”.

You had moved in with Wanda, she had insisted - despite your protests. She and her boyfriend, Vis, gave you the spare room and said you could stay until you got back on your feet. It was small and full of all the extra stuff they couldn’t fit elsewhere in their apartment, but you didn’t care. You would’ve been happy with the couch, or a sleeping bag on the floor.

Nat was equally helpful, sorting you out by buying new clothes and shoes in your size and giving you some of the toiletries and make-up she didn’t use. She even cut and restyled your hair (‘because hair holds memories’, she told you) and took on whichever role you needed. Sometimes that was nights on her couch crying as she held you, other times it was hitting up the bars and trying to forget. She did it all. She had come and got you that morning at the hotel, after you sent her a frantic message from the rickety computer explaining what had happened. She told you she’d be there in 30 minutes…but ended up doing the trip in 20.

One afternoon a week or so later, Bucky’s men radioed him to let them know that there was a redhead in a Mercedes at the front gates demanding to speak to him. She wouldn’t take no for an answer. He’d sighed as he saw her familiar face on the security monitor and told them to let her in. He knew this day would come. He dismissed them, they didn’t need to be here for this.

Nat had parked up and casually exited the car, strolling across the patio as Bucky stood in the doorway and waited for the inevitable. She didn’t keep him waiting long, slugging him across the jaw with a sharp ‘thwack’ causing him to stagger back against the doorframe.

“Got it. Anything else to say?” he groaned.

She nodded and then kneed him hard in the groin, turning on her heel as she left him in a crumpled heap and ambled back to her car.

“I warned you this would happen if you hurt her”, she called out calmly without looking back.

“Always good to see you, Nat”, Bucky managed to eke out as she slammed the car door.

The generosity of them all was overwhelming, you knew how lucky you were. It’s often said that you don’t know who your true friends are until you fall on hard times, and your friends had proved themselves tenfold. You didn’t think you’d ever be able to repay their kindness.

💔

It had been about six weeks since the night at the hotel when he started coming to the diner. No goons or hangers-on, just him. Which was almost unheard of, given his position.

The first time was a Friday morning, around 9am. He sat in the corner booth, head buried in the menu.

“I can kick him out, hon’, I’m not scared of him”, Lou had snarled as he glared over at the man in the booth.

“It’s okay, Lou. I can handle him,” you told him gently, giving his arm a reassuring stroke.

You took a deep breath as you approached his table. You couldn’t see his face, just his hands, an eerie mirror of the first time you’d met.

“What can I get you?” you asked as you readied your pad and pen, your voice surprisingly even, in spite your stomach’s somersaults.

He lowered the menu slowly and you couldn’t deny it was good to see him again. His blue eyes shone, the former dusting of stubble over his chin and jawline now a fuller beard - just as tantalising as it had always been. A few strands of his hair had come away from the carefully styled gel, framing his face perfectly. Some of your former anger towards him bubbled away beneath the surface, but you couldn’t deny you had also missed him. You had loved him, after all.

The two of you shared a knowing smile.

“You know there are like…hundreds of other breakfast places in this city, right?” you teased, but half-serious.

“I do…but this is the only one that gets my eggs just right,” he grinned back.

“Mmm. I’ll pass your compliments onto the chef. You still want the usual?”

“Please”.

You scribbled down the familiar order onto the page. It felt strange to write it down again, it had been a long time since you’d done that for him.

“Are you going to behave?” you questioned, arms folded.

“Mostly”.

“You’d better. Lou will have your ass if you don’t” you scoffed.

“I don’t doubt it”.

“And Bucky, if you’re here to-” you began, your face betraying the pain that still lurked within you.

“I’m not”, he cut you off. “Just breakfast. I promise”.

You nodded, pressing your lips together with trepidation. The two of you watched the other for a few seconds.

“Well, okay, that’ll be right out”.

You turned and put his order into the kitchen. You didn’t have to look back to know he was watching.

“Here you go”.

You returned to the booth a little later, laying out the plates and re-filling his coffee, he thanked you and pulled a napkin from the dispenser.

“I like your new hair”, he said as he began to cut up his food, his eyes not leaving the table.

“Thanks. I like your new beard”.

“Thanks. Business going okay here?”

“Doing well. Yours?��

“Same old, same old…”

“And…Rumlow?” you asked, your throat catching a little as you said his name.

“Terminated” he replied coldly as he took a sip of coffee.

“Yes…I presumed so. HYDRA?”

“I finally cut off all of those heads”.

“I hope you mean metaphorically”.

“Mostly. The girls good? Vis?”

“All good. Steve? Sam?”

“Also good”.

“Good”.

“Well…good to catch up. Let me know if you need anything else. Enjoy”.

“Thanks”.

You waited for some big trick or reveal, but it never came. He ate his meal, drank another coffee refill, paid the bill, tipped, and left within the hour. Like any other customer. Lou was sceptical, and so were you – but there nothing to suggest it was anything else but breakfast…like he said.

And that’s how it was every Friday after that. He’d come in at 9am on the dot, sit in the same booth. Order the usual. You were always his waitress. Everything was the same, every week. The other regulars knew to avoid sitting at his table at that time. The other servers would barely bat an eyelid as he strolled in, taking for granted that you’d be along shortly to put his order in – even if he wasn’t in your section that morning. And it was…fine. He didn’t try and do anything more, didn’t ask you to meet anywhere or for a chance to talk. You initially thought it would be hard to see him again, but it was okay. Maybe a future where the two of you just pleasantly co-existed was possible.

The two of you would chat. Just small talk at first. Occasionally a joke. Even Lou would chat to him sometimes, he was still wary of Bucky but more open to him than he was previously. He certainly didn’t mind him spending money in his restaurant.

Weeks soon became months. Seasons changed. Still, he came in every week, rain or shine. Plates and plates of eggs eaten; endless coffee mugs refilled. He didn’t ever skip it, he was never sick, never seemed to take vacations. He showed up every time. Even if you weren’t there.

The small talk eventually evolved, so slowly you barely noticed it happen. You chatted more about the old times, memories started to feel fonder rather than sad reminders of what was lost. He told you anecdotes about Steve and Sam. You told him about Wanda and Vis, about Nat. You laughed uproariously one morning over the story of Sam’s disastrous vacation involving a mistaken suitcase and an overzealous TSA agent. It was nice to just sit and talk with him, just be with him. No expectations or obligations. You hadn’t forgiven him. You weren’t sure you ever could. But you had missed him. And seeing him for an hour every week, on your turf, just shooting the breeze – that was nice.

“So, you seeing anyone?” you asked one morning as you sat across from him in the booth and sipped your drink, your break coinciding with the end of his meal. You weren’t sure where it came from, but it popped out of your mouth before you had a chance to stop it. The curiosity was eating you alive. You seemed to talk about everything apart from his love life.

He firmly shook his head, “nope”.

You frowned. “Really? When was the last time you went on a date?”

“With you,” he replied in that no-nonsense tone of his.

You cocked your head, peering over at him in disbelief.

“But Bucky…”

“What? I’m not interested in anyone else”.

“But we’re not together. And it’s been months”.

“I know”, he replied stoically as he sipped his coffee. His eyes seemed to be studying you.

“And we’re not getting back together…”

“I know”.

“But…”

“But what?”

“I don’t know, but I-I don’t like this. It feels like a ploy, somehow. To push me into taking you back” you stammered, your finger dancing on the rim of your mug.

“It’s not. It’s just a fact. I didn’t even bring it up, you did”.

He was frustratingly calm and unperturbed, finishing his breakfast like this was just some casual conversation about the weather or a movie he’d seen.

“So…what, you’re never gonna date anyone again? Is that it?” you scowled.

He shrugged, “I never said that. It’s just not something I’m looking to do right now. Work is taking up most of my time. Plus, I’m in therapy, working through a few things. I’d rather be in a better place before I start dating again. Learn from my past mistakes”.

“Oh…” you responded in surprise, “well…that’s very mature of you. And is it…helpful?”

“Mmm, pretty eye opening,” he nodded as he took another sip of his coffee, “I’d recommend it to anyone,” he looked at you pointedly.

You felt the heat at your cheeks, perfectly aware that he was suggesting you do the same. And he was probably right. But you didn’t like the potential to appear vulnerable in front of him, so you merely shrugged and went back to rubbing your coffee cup. You were genuinely pleased for him…it was just unfortunate that your break-up was the catalyst. You felt a wave of grief roll through you.

You paused for just a beat, again unable to stop your word vomit.

“Are you gonna ask if I’m seeing anyone?”

“No”.

“Why not?”

“Because it’s none of my business. You can date whoever you want”, he shrugged, keeping his attention on his plate.

You frowned. “And you’re okay with that?”

“Yes. I just want you to be happy, doll”.

“Bullshit!” you scoffed, “you once picked a man up by his ankles and dipped his head in the toilet because he grabbed my ass at that party…”

“Well, that was deserved. And I didn’t flush it on him, so he got off easy…”

You pointed an accusatory finger at him across the table. “Buck…I know you. What’s your game, here?”

He sighed heavily, taking a long sip of his coffee before he spoke. His eyes finally moved up from his plate to meet yours. “Did it ever occur to you that maybe I just like being with you? In whatever form I can? That maybe I’m happy just getting this time with you every week, no matter what happens between us?”

“And that’s enough for you?” you asked incredulously.

He shifted in his seat, his tone suddenly very serious.

“Look, doll. I’m always going to love you. And I’m always going to be honest with you. If you turned around tomorrow and you told me you wanted to give things another shot – sure, I’d bite your hand off to accept. But I live in the real world. And I know you aren’t likely to forgive me for what I did, and that’s fine. I’ve accepted that. I’m just happy to have you in my life in some way, even if that’s just talking to you every Friday while I have my breakfast”.

You blinked back at him, unsure whether to take him at his word or if this was some manipulation tactic. The word ‘love’ echoed in your ears, and you had to shake it off that he said he still felt that way about you. Maybe this was all some trick. You knew you couldn’t trust him anymore.

But as you looked into his eyes, for a moment his sentiment felt…genuine. Real. Maybe he was telling the truth.

“Fine”, you sighed as you took a sip from your cup, “I get paid to be here either way…”

💔

A few more months passed, it had been nearly a year since the break-up. Bucky remained a weekly customer but nothing else. You’d finally moved out of Wanda’s into your own place – a shitty, cramped studio apartment was the best you could do on a waitress wage and tips – but it was yours. It had been such a long time since you’d had your own space, you loved every meagre inch.

You'd also started therapy, to help get your head around your childhood and abandonment issues - to help understand why you were always ready to run and expect everything to collapse. Bucky was right, it was valuable - if not hard going. But you knew it was helping, even though nothing could be 'fixed' overnight.

You still visited Wanda and Vis regularly. In fact, you were over there laughing with Wanda and making an early dinner when you got the call that Friday evening. She knew something terrible had happened from the way your face fell, your eyes widening with shock as you listened to the voice on the other end telling you whatever horror story it was. Seconds later you were rushing out of the front door and trying to wrangle on your coat and grab your bag, as she called out to you in a panic just steps behind.

“It was a massive heart attack,” the doctor had said as she eyed the clipboard in front of her. “He was lucky that a passerby on the street called an ambulance, if he’d been alone…he may not have been able to call himself, and if it had been too late…”

You had not been at the hospital long, sweating and panting in your rush to get down there. Your head fuzzy, unable to fully take in what you’d been told. The doctor was still talking, her voice an unidentifiable drone in your ears as you concentrated all your efforts on staying upright. You tugged off your coat, suddenly far too hot. The hospital felt like a furnace, suffocating and stifling. You were dizzy, everything felt blurred.

A couple of chairs sat a few feet away along the sterile-looking hallway, you plopped down into one and put your head in your hands.

“Can she see him?” Wanda asked the doctor, her hands patting your shoulders supportively.

“He’s stable, but the team are just doing some observations on him. Plus, he needs to rest, and might be feeling groggy after the meds. He’ll be out for a good while. It might take some time to be conscious and lucid again, so-”

“I’ll wait,” you said defiantly, the first time you’d spoken since you got there. “However long it takes”.

“Yes, I understand. And you’re his…friend?”

“Daughter,” you corrected. “I’m Lou’s daughter. Well…good as. He doesn’t have any other family. Neither of us do…”

The doctor nodded kindly, pointing out the coffee machine across the hall and leaving you to it.

💔

Wanda waited with you for a while, but she had a work event that night. She insisted she’d stay but you waved her off, telling her you’d check in with her later. She’d been planning that event for months. Lou would be mad at her for missing it, let alone over him. And you meant it, you didn’t want her missing it because of you.

So, she left. Leaving you by yourself in the hard chair with the plastic cup of lukewarm motor oil masquerading as coffee. Nat was out in the Bahamas with some hottie for the week, and you didn’t really want to bother Vis, so you sat quietly alone. You kept sane by reminding yourself that Lou was stable, and his prognosis looked good. He would be okay. He would. He’s made of strong stuff.

Another hour went by, and you couldn’t help your tears from falling as you began to work yourself up worrying, exacerbated by the fact you hadn’t eaten and had nobody around to stop you from spiralling. Wanda had sent a few texts, but you knew she was busy and didn’t need you distracting her. You just wished you had someone to talk to. Or not even talk to, just be with. You squeezed your phone in your hands as if willing the idea that someone would suddenly call you out of the blue. A friend you’d forgotten, a long-lost family member. But there was nobody.

Well, almost nobody.

You pulled your purse onto your lap and dug through, retrieving your wallet at the bottom. You opened it up and checked each card holder until you found what you were searching for, slightly worn and torn tucked behind the library card you barely used, but the details still clear as day.

JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES

Director of 107 Inc.

You had scooped up the card after he left it in the hotel room. It was a bit of a split decision, you’d nearly tossed it in the trash but changed your mind at the last second and jammed it into your wallet, not really thinking about why. You hadn’t looked at it since, you’d never transferred his number into your phone, or even spoken to him outside of Fridays at the diner. But he had become something of a friend over the last few months, and you were surprised to find yourself looking forward to seeing him every week. It was as if you’d gotten to know each other again from scratch, a slow-burn friendship grown over time – the complete opposite of your initial whirlwind relationship, where heat had won out over foundations. But now, you felt you knew him differently. It was funny how you get to know somebody without the chemistry and physical attraction fogging up your brain.

Was this stupid? Were you asking for trouble? But…it would be nice to talk to someone. Just a phone call, nothing more. You took a deep breath and punched the numbers into the keypad before you could talk yourself out of it.

“Hello?” came his gruff voice in your year after two rings.

You sat upright, surprised he had even answered at all – let alone so fast. You hadn’t really thought about what you were going to say.

“Hey, Buck, I…” you squeaked, unable to mask the emotion in your voice.

“Doll?” his voice immediately softened, “what is it? Are you okay?”

“Yeah…well, no, actually. I’m at Mount Sinai…uh…Lou-uh, Lou had a big heart attack and I’m at the hospital and hesreallysickandI-I…”

You sobbed, your words melting into one as the pain of saying them out loud hit home, “I’m sorry I…”

“Hey. It’s okay. Take a moment for me, alright? Take a deep breath doll…”

You closed your eyes, inhaling and exhaling, blowing the air out of your lips like he said. You did it a few times, feeling slightly better afterwards,

“Good, that’s good,” Bucky told you. “Are you by yourself? Are Wanda and Nat there with you?”

“No…Wanda is working, Nat’s away. It’s fine…I just…”

“I’m so sorry about Lou, doll”, he said tenderly. “Do you want me to come down there?”

“No…no…it’s okay…I just. I just wanna talk,” you replied, wiping your eyes with the palm of your hand.

“Yeah…yeah, we can do that. What shall we talk about?”

You sighed, “I don’t know. Anything. Anything that isn’t hospitals or heart attacks…or food. Because I haven’t eaten and I’m starving.”

“Alright. Hmm. Well…I had to break up a fight between Thor and Scott today, if that helps distract you…”

“What? But Thor is twice Scott’s size. That was mean of him…”

“No…Scott started it. Said Thor was mouthing off about something or other and it all blew up. Scott swung for him”.

“What?? Is he insane?” you practically shrieked, the beginnings of a giggle forming in your throat as you tried to imagine Scott trying to land a punch as Thor towered above him.

“I guess so. But they worked it out. Last time I saw them they were laughing, and Thor was swinging him from his shoulders”.

You laughed. A proper, deep belly laugh. It felt good. Cathartic. You could practically see some of the tension leave your body.

“Well, I’m glad they figured it out. What else did you do today, Buck?”

“Hm. Not a lot. Mostly work. I went to the park. Just to get some air. Went to that duck pond you like and sat on the bench for a while”.

You smiled, “I love that pond”.

“I know. Remember that time you nearly fell in trying to help that duckling trapped in the weeds?”

“I do. I remember that you had to catch me and I accidentally splashed pondwater on your suit as I stumbled…” you laughed fondly.

“Not the worst thing I’ve had my dry cleaner remove for me. And we got the duckling back to its mom, even if she was furious at us”.

“She tried to bite you…”

“She succeeded”.

You both chuckled for a moment as you reminisced, then it suddenly went quiet between you both. You held the phone tightly to your ear, unsure and a little lost for words. It felt odd to feel tongue-tied around Bucky, it had always been so easy to know what to say to him. Despite how easy it was to slip back into nostalgia just now, and your newfound friendship, there was still something of a gulf between the two of you. You had been apart for so long now.

“…thanks, Buck,” you whispered.

“Anytime, doll”.

💔

After you hung up with Bucky, a nurse came over and you shot up out of your chair with anticipation. She told you that Lou was doing well but was slowly coming around after a heavy sedative. He should be ready for visitors in another hour or so. You sighed heavily but nodded grimly, as long as Lou was alright – that was all that mattered.

You sank back into your faithful chair, pulling out your rapidly dying phone again and wishing you had the foresight to bring a charger when you left Wanda’s. Or some food, at least.

You continued your vigil in the unfeeling hospital hallway, a place that seemed to exist outside of time. But you had to admit, speaking to Bucky had raised your spirits a little. It reminded you of the old days, when he was an anchor in a storm, a calming presence when things were tough. Part of you had missed that.

You’d just closed your eyes a little while later when you heard someone call your name.

“Still hungry?”

Your eyes filled with tears as your head snapped to see who it was.

There stood Bucky dressed in his off-duty grey sweats, his unstyled hair flopping across his forehead. In his hand was a brown bag, you instantly recognised the brand of your favourite take-out place printed across the front. It smelled heavenly.

“Buck…?” you mumbled in shock, not quite believing he was there, “what…what are you doing here?”

He shrugged, “you said you were alone and hadn’t eaten. I know how you get when you’re anxious. Figured you could use this”.

It wasn’t clear if he meant the food or the company, but in that moment, you were grateful for both.

He sat in the chair next to yours and began to methodically remove the food tubs, placing them on your lap and opening the lids as he pulled out a fork and napkins.

“Hope you still like this one,” he said as he revealed your usual order.

“I do”, you replied, your voice small.

“Good. Dig in.”

You began to eat slowly, feeling strangely self-conscious about your audience. Fortunately, he pulled out a tub of his own which took the focus off you. The two of you sat side by side and ate in silence.

“Thanks for this, Bucky,” you mumbled between mouthfuls.

“Anytime. Any news on Lou?”

“Should be ready for visitors soon”.

“Well, that’s good. He’s a tough old bastard.”

You both finished your meals and Bucky got to work tidying up the empty containers and old napkins and depositing them in the trash. You thanked him as he sat back down.

“Hey…thanks again, that was really thoughtful - but really, you don’t have to stay,” you shrugged, “you probably have a busy night”.

He shook his head, “nope. I’m wide open”.

He stared straight ahead and leaned back, his bulk squeezing up against the armrests of the chair. He wasn’t going anywhere.

“What do you mean when you said, ‘I know how you get when you’re anxious?’” you asked him tentatively.

“Just…I know how you can spiral when you’re stressed. Figured you could use some company is all,” he casually as he moved his hair away from his face.

“T-thanks,” you responded, your throat dry, “I’m not really up to chatting much right now, though”.

He was nonchalant, “that’s fine”.

The two of you sat side by side, nothing said.

It was awkward at first, sharing this cold and sterile space with your ex, worries about Lou weighing you down. But then after some time…it was sort of…okay? He didn’t try to initiate any conversation; he didn’t show any signs of boredom – even though he must’ve been feeling it. Didn’t complain. Didn’t check his watch. He just sat and waited with you, his arms propped up casually on the armrests and his eyes trained on the wall in front of him. You were grateful that he’d heeded your request not to speak as you didn’t have the brain power to labour a conversation. You didn’t fully understand why, but him just physically being there was strangely comforting - as odd as that was to admit to yourself.

Eventually the nurse returned, her smile warm as she greeted you.

“Oh, you have a friend. Right on time, Lou is ready to see you now”.

You quickly got to your feet and dashed after her as she led you to Lou’s room. Bucky followed close behind.

Your heart sank when you finally saw him, covered in wires and tubes, his face suddenly much older than his years. You gasped, rushing over to his bedside.

“Hey, kiddo” he wheezed, a smile creeping over his face despite the obvious effort it required, “aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?”

“Oh God, Lou, I was so scared…I thought you’d…” you took his hand in yours, unable to say the words out loud as the tears started again.

You felt like you’d cave in on yourself from the anguish, but a steadying hand found its way to your shoulder from behind you. Bucky squeezed once, a small reminder of his presence, then pulled his hand away. It was grounding, helpful.

“Hey there hon, I’m doin’ okay”, Lou rasped as he weakly tried to grip your hand in return. “But I guess this is a good reminder to lay off the bacon, huh?” he chuckled before the effort caused him to wheeze.

You smiled faintly and patted his hand, careful to mind the IV by his fingers, “you gotta start taking better care of yourself, okay? No more greasy breakfasts at work…”

He nodded slowly, his eyes flickering over to Bucky behind you, “you brought company…”

“Oh, yeah”, you turned to gesture to Bucky, “he sat with me and brought me dinner while I waited”.

Lou nodded, a flash of something in his eyes you couldn’t place. “You takin’ care of her?”

Bucky nodded in return, “of course”.

Lou inhaled deeply, “well…alright, I’m glad she’s not been by herself”, he begrudgingly offered. “I wouldn’t want her out in the cold…so to speak” he said pointedly, a clear reference to that awful night one year before.

“Rest assured…that would never happen,” Bucky responded coolly. “But I understand your concern”.

You watched as the two men stared at each other, something resembling an understanding seemed to lay between them.

💔

You sat with Lou for as long as you could before the doctor shooed you and Bucky out, explaining Lou needed to rest. You promised you’d be back tomorrow.

“Oh hon…no. Don’t waste your time on an old man like me,” he teased playfully.

“Oh, stop that. You know I’m going to be here with balloons and grapes, the whole shebang…” you grinned, putting your coat on.

“Good to see you, Lou” Bucky chimed in as he shook Lou’s hand, “you’ll be fighting fit in no time”.

Unbeknownst to you as you were busy with your bag and coat, Lou used a finger to beckon Bucky to move closer. Bucky obliged, leaning forward so that Lou could speak to him. His words were hushed but clear.

“Hurt her again and I’ll beat the living shit out of you. Bad ticker or not. And I don’t care how many of your goons you set on me…”

Bucky raised an eyebrow, but his expression betrayed no emotion, “understood”.

You turned, smiling obliviously at Lou just as Bucky stood back up to full height and cleared his throat. They both smiled back.

“See you tomorrow, Lou”.

“See you, kiddo”.

You left the room with Bucky trailing behind. As a small sob escaped your throat, his hand pressed firmly against your back. A small reminder that he’d shown up for you. He was there.

💔

#mob!bucky #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader #starting over fic

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joaosnovia · 4 months ago

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❦ - yours to hold.

summary:: after early morning training, gavi comes home to you absolutely exhausted, but there’s always gossip (had to sacrifice ferran for that, sorry guys… 💔)

warnings:: uhh none apart from the one sentence ferran slander if you even wanna call it that?? 😭

writers note:: the lack of gavi fics are genuinely the death of me but anyways!! also working on a joao fic so you’re welcome!? 😔😔

tags:: @barcapix @n0vazsq @httpsdana @paucubarsisimp @cherryloveshs ; lmk if u wanna be added!

the rain tapped steadily against the windows, a soothing rhythm that echoed through the apartment. gavi was sprawled on the couch, head resting on your lap, hair still damp from his morning training. you absentmindedly ran your fingers through his hair, scrolling through your phone with the other hand.

'you're ignoring me,' he mumbled, voice muffled by the fabric of your sweatshirt.

'am not,' you replied, though you were definitely only half-listening when he started rambling about some moment from practice.

'are too,' he insisted, turning his head to glance up at you. 'this is quality storytelling and you're just... scrolling.'

you laughed, setting your phone aside. 'okay, okay. i’m listening. tell me again about how ferran tripped over the cones?'

his face lit up as he recounted the incident, animated and full of gestures, and you found yourself grinning, not at the story, but at him. this was your favorite version of gavi, the one off the pitch, relaxed, messy-haired, wearing that old barça hoodie that was technically yours but had long since become his.

when he finished, you chuckled. 'poor ferran.'

'don't feel bad for him, it was hilarious,' gavi grinned, then shifted to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you down beside him. 'we should do something.'

'like what?' you murmured, nose brushing against his.

'i dunno. movie? nap? both?' he suggested, eyes half lidded with exhaustion.

'you just got back from training. pretty sure you need the nap more than a movie.'

'yeah, but i wanna spend time with you,' he mumbled, already sounding drowsy.

your heart melted a little at that. 'we are spending time together.'

he hummed, nuzzling closer. 'yeah, but... like, awake time.'

'you’re falling asleep as you say that.'

'shhh,' he whispered, lips curling into a small smile. 'just... stay.'

so you did. the rain kept falling, soft and constant, and his breathing evened out, warm against your neck. you traced lazy patterns on his back, content in the quiet. it didn’t matter that there was nothing grand or exciting about this moment. this, being here with him, in the calm of a rainy afternoon, felt perfect.

and as he held you closer, mumbling something unintelligible in his sleep, you thought: yeah, you wouldn’t trade this for anything.

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authors notes: sorry it’s taken so long for me to get this out, ive been busy with my tennis schedule. ill try to get to my inbox either tn or tmrw!! ily all 💗

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kxsagi · 3 months ago

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hihihi!! ive been thinking abt this cus like rin loves horror, yk like how he watches horror movies and plays horror games. i also love horror and js wanna cuddle up with him and play horror games 💔💔

“𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐬”

a/n: watching caseoh play horror games has been my new obsession

(dk art credits so sorry)

the faint glow of the TV flickered across the dimly lit room, illuminating rin’s sharp features with every flashing jumpscare. the opening screen of outlast loomed ominously, the static-filled background humming through the speakers. the only other source of light came from the scattered candles you insisted on lighting, claiming it made the atmosphere “cooler,” though rin accused you of trying too hard.

the two of you sat on the floor, backs resting against the couch with a mountain of blankets draped over your legs. your arms were looped around rin’s torso, cheek smushed against his chest. the warmth of his body made you drowsy, but you fought off the urge to sleep. there were monsters to fight.

“we should’ve played phasmophobia,” you mumbled sleepily. “the ghosts are funny.”

“funny?” rin repeated flatly, flicking your forehead lightly. “the ghosts hunt you down and you think it’s funny.”

“well, you think the monster design in outlast is ‘cool.’ you’re the weird one here,” you teased, poking his side.

rin scoffed softly, but you could feel the corner of his mouth twitch upward. his fingers lazily rubbed circles along your lower back as he played, one hand comfortably holding the controller while the other was dedicated to absentmindedly keeping you close. it was a bit unfair, honestly. he was still making flawless plays with only one hand, while you, on the rare occasion he handed you the controller, would be fumbling like a newborn deer.

“oh, shit.” you jolted slightly as a mutilated creature lunged from the shadows, dragging rin’s character into the depths of a dim hallway. he barely flinched. unfazed. meanwhile, you gripped his hoodie like you were holding on for dear life.

“you scared?” he muttered, a teasing lilt in his otherwise calm voice.

“no,” you mumbled into his chest. your face was practically buried in the fabric, but you still snuck a peek at the screen. just a little scared.

rin chuckled softly – so soft, you barely caught it. he dipped his head slightly, resting his chin against your temple. “liar,” he muttered against your skin. his voice was so low and quiet, you nearly missed it over the sound of distant, distorted screams from the game.

despite the horrifying ambiance filling the room, you found yourself growing more and more relaxed, lulled by the steady rhythm of rin’s breathing and the warmth of his arms. you clung a little tighter when another sudden screech echoed from the TV.

“mmm, i think i should take over,” you hummed, already reaching for the controller in his hand.

he snorted. “you? you couldn’t even make it past the tutorial.”

“wow. you’re so mean to me,” you deadpanned, leaning back slightly to give him an offended glare.

his eyes shifted lazily toward you, half-lidded and relaxed, the blue-green of his irises glimmering faintly in the dim candlelight. he blinked slowly, looking completely unfazed by your feigned betrayal.

“go ahead,” he mumbled, smirking faintly as he handed over the controller. “let’s see how long you last.”

you took it with a triumphant grin… which immediately faltered as you got chased down by the first enemy you encountered. your terrified shriek echoed through the apartment as you blindly mashed the buttons. left trigger? right bumper? square?! what the hell was the run button?!

rin, who had been casually sipping his water, nearly choked from laughing. the rare sound of his genuine laughter filled the room – light, unrestrained, and so incredibly pretty. you would’ve called him out for it if you weren’t currently being brutally mauled to death by a monster.

“why didn’t you run?” he asked, voice still thick with amusement.

you pouted dramatically, dropping the controller and immediately turning around to face him. “because i don’t know the controls! you’re supposed to protect me!” you whined, crawling into his lap like you were seeking asylum.

he grunted lightly at the sudden shift of weight, but his hands instinctively settled on your waist. “protect you from what?” he scoffed, though he let you cling to him with zero complaints. “it’s not real.”

“yeah? well, you can’t prove that,” you grumbled, arms draped loosely around his neck.

he rolled his eyes, but you caught the way his fingers started drawing faint circles along your spine again, absentminded and lazy. you leaned in a little closer, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. he smelled faintly of his body wash – a mix of cedarwood and citrus, clean and fresh – and despite the ongoing chaos of the game, you were on the verge of dozing off.

“you’re falling asleep, aren’t you?” rin muttered against your hair.

“nooo,” you lied with zero conviction.

his hand pressed against the back of your head, keeping you nestled close. “then stay awake,” he mumbled, his voice dropping to a murmur. his lips were so close, you could feel them graze your temple as he spoke. “you wanted to play.”

“mmm. i like this game better.”

he hummed softly in response, a rare, nearly undetectable smile tugging at his lips. he pulled the blanket higher over the both of you, enveloping you in warmth. with one hand still on your back and the other expertly navigating the horror-filled corridors on screen, he let you doze in his arms, perfectly content with the weight of you pressed against him.

the monsters could wait.

#RIN MY SHAYLA #rin itoshi #itoshi rin #rin itoshi x reader #itoshi rin x reader #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk #bllk x reader #horror and hugs

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oddlylovingaddiction · 2 months ago

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HOW YOU MET YOUR HUSBAND (Multi-hero short blurbs!)

Short little spin offs / ideas of this fic because I’m working on two and a half long fics which include the second part of coming full circle and it’s lowkey painful 💔💔💔

Warning!! Slightly suggestive but not graphic, mentions of alcohol and stalking briefly.

Miguel o’hara x gn!reader + Conner (Kon-el) Kent x gn!reader

Miguel O’ Hara

— This one is so easy you totally met him at some coffee shop, he accidentally bumped into you and spilled your favourite drink on your favourite outfit. This guy listen after losing his family he’s definitely a bit of an asshole.

— Now listen, you’re rich from daddy Bruce’s allowance and normally you wouldn’t give a fuck. Get it dry cleaned washed bam good as new but this mf (Miguel) goes “make sure to watch where you’re going.” Which pisses you off. And you were already having a bad enough day as is because you were late to one of your many therapy appointments.

Then you decide to pull a stupid stunt. As he’s walking away you run directly into him, making sure to spill the remainder of your drink alllllll down his back and pants.

Now it’s his turn to be pissed.

— “Did… you just do that deliberately?” He ask his face souring as you smirk. “Sorry, but make sure to watch where you’re going.” You repeat back snarky.

You both proceeded to argue in the coffee shop over who was right. You eventually got him to admit he was wrong after about 30 minutes to which he apologized for it. You would’ve told him to pay for the dry cleaning for forgiveness however you doubt he could afford to pay for it, so instead he offered to help you do any psychical labour. You happily took that offer since you just moved into your knew apartment and needed help assembling your bed frame.

— same day he didn’t just assemble your bed, he helped test it out too after you teased him just a bit too much. 🤭

— although your relationship started off, he’s not a one and done guy he’s COMMITTED. After that experience he’ll get your number and take you regularly on dates until finally asking you to be his.

— as your relationship progresses he definitely becomes more relaxed and smiles more, he’s definitely sarcastic as hell but never in a mean way that would make you upset. He’s also DEFINITELY a guy whose love language is touch. Like he has to be touching your shoulder, your face your back anywhere he can make sure you’re a 100% still there and real.

— I think he would also be semi-quick to propose to you since he genuinely can’t imagine you not being in his future. Like this guy has a ring picked out month into dating officially.

Conner (Kon-El) Kent

— Totalllyyyy met this guy at a party or club and you were introduced my a mutual friend, you guys hit it off right away and went to his that same night

— Unlike Miguel it would probably be a one time thing in his eyes. However fate always brings you back to each other.

Book store? You’re both there. Movie Theater? You’re Both there. It actually gets to the point after the 8th time Conner pulls you aside and asks if you’re stalking him because the dick was that good.

— You’re pissed he’s just accusing you when in your eyes HE’S stalking YOU. You proceed to tell him it was even that good (you’re lying) and that really he’s only good for a drunken mistake (you were both sober)

— Let’s just say he’s pissed. And this man has an EGO, so he says “Oh yeah? I’ll prove you wrong.”

— And that’s how you two started dating. For the first phew dates it’s a battle of the wills until you both get to know each other and realize you weren’t stalking each other you guys just have a lot in common. Everything became more relaxed after that.

— Not a guy who quickly labels things HOWEVER he definitely doesn’t have anyone else. You know this because he just comes over all the time. It’s like he moved himself in. One time you came back home to your apartment late and he was sat outside just waiting for you to let him.

— he never asks you to be his he just proposes to you. Genuinely.

— It was an evening on a random Sunday and you both just finished fooling around. And this man pops out with your dream ring.

“Meeting you was the best thing to ever happen to me and I think the next best thing if you we spent the rest of our lives together.”

It was such a random thing but you could tell he was serious even though he was smiling like a giddy lunatic.

Fortunately for you he was your giddy lunatic for the rest of your life.

#🩷 ~ short fics || oddlylovingaddiction #x reader #gender neutral reader #reader insert #gn reader #x you #x y/n #conner kent x reader #conner kent x male reader #miguel o’hara x reader #Conner kent x gn reader #miguel o’hara x you #dc blurb

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bexalert · 1 year ago

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Jjk characters and physical affection

CUZ IM A WHORE AND I NEED THEM BADLY !!!

(Itadori, Fushiguro, Inumaki, Choso, Maki)

Itadori Yuji:

AHHHH

Ok this man is so into you first of all

Like he is not ashamed

PDA!!!

He’s always got an arm around your shoulders, or around your waist, or holding your hand

He’s a huge teddy bear

When you cuddle it just becomes a tangle of limbs

Like he’s all over you

Borderline suffocating you, and he’s so hot (temperature wise)

He falls asleep so easily too

You’ll be dying, crushed under his weight and he’s just slumped

He loves to just squeeze you!!!

Pecks all over your face

Anywhere he can reach he will be smooching!!!

He likes to sneak up behind you and pick you up

Tickle attacks 😔

HE JUST LOVES SEEING YOU SMILE AHHH

Just always has this big stupid goofy grin on his face when he’s with you

He’s cool with any cuddling position, but he likes when you lay on his chest

He’s just the biggest sweetheart at all times!!!

Fushiguro Megumi:

SHY

He might hold your hand in public, but don’t you dare make a big deal

Or else he’ll huff and pull his hands away

I feel like he does get a little jealous though

Like if people hit on you he’ll all the sudden wrap an arm around your shoulders and glare at them

“They’re taken.”

And then you’re walking away

He’ll deny it to anyone, though, if it’s brought up

LITTLE SPOON!!!

He won’t admit it, but he likes being little spoon

He also just like holding your hands

Like facing eachother in bed, and just holding hands

He likes to admire you while you sleep

Not in a weird way, he’s just too embarrassed to do it while you’re awake

He’ll hold your face and just memorize all your features

He’s so gentle ☹️☹️☹️

Treats you like porcelain

He loves to kiss your forehead

He’s just such a cutie

Inumaki Toge:

He loves to hold your hand

Like your hands are always intertwined, no matter WHAT

He doesn’t care if anyone teases him

If people hit on you he’ll be like 🤨 huh

Cuz do they not see you’re holding HIS hand

He’ll stand in front of you, blocking the persons view of you

“Bonito flakes.”

And the person is just left in awe

He’s a little basic

He just likes hugging

Just you two holding eachother ☹️

Obviously he’s very quiet, but he loves to hear you talk

He’ll listen to you talk about your day and just be like mhm mhm

He kisss you on the tip of your nose 😭😭😭

He’d spell things onto your skin and have you guess what he’s trying to say

He’d tickle you, but he WILL NOT let you tickle him

Like bro genuinely starts tweaking

He runs away

Like a kid playing tag then going “I DONT WANNA PLAY ANYMORE” that’s him

He’s ticklish ok leave him alone

He kisses your knuckles sorry I don’t make the rules

HEHEHE I LOVE HIM OK

Choso:

He’s a little shy 🤭

But he’s got the spirit!

Like he’ll hold your hand, and then hide his red face in his other hand

He loves giving back hugs

JAW KISSES 💔💔💔

He’s very vocal about how he feels

“You’re so pretty.”

And he’s kind of matter of fact about it

Like if you’re insecure about how you look he’ll be like “🧐 What?”

And then proceed to point out how and why everything about you is GORGEOUS

He likes giving piggy back rides

He’ll hold your hands, and stare at every little detail.

Your cuticles, your nails, your joints, the wrinkles on the skin

He kisses your neck

He’s a thigh man.

Big spoon

But also little spoon

He likes them both !!!

Zen’in Maki:

She keeps her arm FIRMLY around your waist or shoulder

Everyones gonna know that you’re with her

She thinks it’s so funny when people try to hit on you

She’ll laugh at them

“No, go on.” while she’s making fun of them

Cuz she knows they’re not competition

She teases you

A little mean, but she can’t help it

She just loves seeing your face when you’re flustered

She likes holding you, like being big spoon, or your head in her chest

As long as she can hold you tightly, she’s happy.

Shoulder kisses no doubt

She’ll hold you from behind and leave little pecks across your shoulders

She likes forehead kisses

Move her bangs and give a little smooch and she is gone

Absolutely whipped but she won’t ever admit it

sorry guys I’m freaktastic

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Hey i love your work! If you’re ok with it would you mind writing more headcanons for the viltrumite men? especially nolan and thragg 😮‍💨 you write them so good

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Yesssss ofc ofcccccc

Omgomgomg Viltrumite men are so UGHHHDHSHSB ST JSSHSFBNKDJKDGKKOFNKK

Long because I've been neglecting you all😔so sorry I'm back now tho

Imma ramble with this

Also! I won’t be doing Oliver in these until his older in the show, he’s still a baby rn so I’m sorry to anyone who wants him😔��

…………………………………………………………………………….

We ALLLL know Viltrumite men have like a “broke the scale” breeding kink, like, come on?

But how freaky are they….?

So….

RANKINGGGGGS

RANK 1- who's got the highest sex drive IN ORDER!? OHHHHHH

1. Thragg

Thragg might be the fucking WORST at hiding(he's never hiding) his breeding kink this this bro is THE BREEDING BULL OF THE FUCKING EMPIRE LIKE GUYS COME ON! Bro had THE MOST kids out of any Viltrumite and no it’s not just because of his little army it’s because this MAN IS FREAKY YOU CANT CHANGE MY MIND!

2. Conquest

Bro is so fucking terrifying, like, I genuinely jumped out of my skin when I read him in the comics. BUT HES HOT! Like old man hot? If that makes sense? But like can you imagine how touch-starved this man probably is? Like if he gets a partner you can escape he's never letting you go. Like you're his? Why would he stop showing you how appreciative he is of you being his? Like you crazy? All day all night upside down in the sky. You get it EVERYDAY EVERYWHERE.

3. Kregg

Now now, he might have been ordered to reproduce but did he HAVE to take 11 wives?! Like bro you trying to hard🥲… I'm convinced he was a virgin and now that he's got some he's NEVER going back. He's probably so fucking new to this shit, knows absolutely nothing and you'll need to teach him everything but like a good little soldier he learns VERY quickly and will fucking TORTURE YOU. My man is a literal master at fucking interrogation and torture he's putting his sadistic side to use by destroying you.

Soft after tho cause he's a wet little meow meow pathetic man.

4. Nolan

This man, UGH THIS MAN WAS THE REASON THE AGE GAP BESTFRIENDS FATHER TROPE WAS MADEEEEEEE.

I'm so surprised this man only had two kids cause DEBBIE AND HIM WERE GOING HARD WELL INTO THEIR MARRIAGE! LIKE FUCK!

I think Debbie probably had a difficult pregnancy so they never tried for more but if his could have he would have had an army of babies. Like bros two jobs going to earth was conquer and breeding.

5. Mark

Ugh this subby subby man. He has a breeding kink trust but it’s just more suddle? Like he likes sex for sex but wants a baby? Like you with a round belly because of your union together and it’s creating a life? He adores you and a baby that was half of you? He’s IN LOVE.

6. Lucan

Omg I love Lucan such a sweet and caring husband. Like he defies his Grand Regents rule to only love and breed with one woman when he’s supposed to repopulate with multiple women? I love him so much he has my heart. He’s 6th because he didn’t seem to be overly concerned to have multiple children after his first, he was happy with one and then content with two. My love just a family man

RANK 2: HOW GOOD ARE THEY AS HUSBANDS?!

1. Lucan

AHHHHHHH THE BEST! Grand Regent Thragg said have multiple wives and he said “no I love my wife” and I LOVEEEEEE HIMMMMMM omg I love simp husbands

2. Mark

Marks a great guy, buttttttt seems like he’d be a terrible husband. Like he’d never cheat, that might kill him to do that to you, but he’d be absent. Like he’s a super hero and all so he’s gonna be gone A LOT buttttt when he’s home he’s totally on you all the time.

3. Nolan

Nolan is a terrible husband, he lies he hides things BUT watch how affectionate he was with Debbie shows that he would be a caring husband to his little mate. He wants to keep you happy and satisfied so that you continue popping out babies he doesn’t need you angry at him.

4. Kregg

Not gonna lie all Viltrumite men seem like bad husbands except for like two or three😔 but like Kregg? In the comics he does claim to love all his wives but like? Bad husband. You didn’t tell ANY of your wives you had multiple partners.

He is a good father tho, so I guess that’s why he’s 4th

5. Conquest

Shocker that I didn’t put my Husband Thragg here? I’m not. Conquest seems like he’d be like the worst spouse but at the same time I see him as someone who would do anything to keep his mate happy. He wants her to stay, she’s like his only companion. He’s terrible, will be toxic and hide you away.

6. Thragg

Sigh…no matter how Occ I can make him in my fics this man will always be a piece of shit in canon💔 like married to Thragg might be your worst nightmare he does not care about you only then procreation I’m so sorry to break your hearts

RANK 3: HOW GOOD ARE THEY WITH KIDS?!

1. Mark

Already showing great promise and parental energy with Oliver, has a lot to learn but he seems like he’d be a great father to any children that might come.

2. Lucan

Perfect man I love him. He is so kind and patient with his son ong I love him so much.

3. Kregg

Kregg might be a bad husband but he is truly is a great father to his children. He seems like hed do anything for his kids and I respect that.

4. Nolan

😬

Touch and go right here like he seemed like a great dad to Mark when he was growing up until he got his powers and the whole…uh…incident happened lmao. He did seem distant but still like? A good ish dad? Better than most? Idk

5. Thragg

He’s ONLY higher then Conquest because of one panel with his daughter, other then that he’s like a reallyyyyyy shitty dad and should not have had kids

6. Conquest

Really depends on his mental state like I lowkey feel like he’d eat the baby.

Orrrrr he’d be super loving. Like that’s his baby? A part of him? Something he created and didn’t destroy?

RANK 4: AFFECTION

1. Mark

Totally the most cuddly of the Viltrumites cause like? He wasn’t raised to hate emotions? He wants to show you he adores you? He’d shower you with love and kisses and bring you presents for no reason. He feels bad he leaves you alone all the time so when he’s home he’s all over you

2. Lucan

My darling man. He’s soft with you but is still closed off, he’s still learning to be affectionate with you but he’d be the first of the Viltrumite men from Viltrum to cave and be soft with you. He’d bring you a lot of gifts, so many you wouldn’t know what to do with them and then he’d bring more. I think one if the main reasons he got a job was to spoil his little mate. He adores you

3. Nolan

He is canonically a caring husband, a liar and an ass? Yes. But he was very loving to Debbie before he turned. He literally got her a whole tree when they were dating thinking that it was better than flowers and wanted her to have the best. He kisses her and hugs her and is very touchy and affectionate with no care if who’s watching like he wasn’t raised ready to jump on her in front of their son. He not around, yes, but when he is he’s making up for lost time.

4. Kregg

No idea how he is with his wives, we don’t really get a lot about that but he does admit to loving them all. I see him as being very stiff, he’s a General in the Empire and knows no sort of comfort, but he’d try for you. He wouldn’t hold your hand, no, but he’d let you wrap your arms around his bicep. He’d glare at other men and kiss your cheek but he wouldn’t hold still he iffy about too much pda.

5. Thragg

I think if he actually tried like the other Viltrumites and go to earth to live among humans he wouldn’t have such a large stick up his ass. He’d be blunt, scary and standing over you like he’s going to eat you but he cares? Kinda? He will not touch you in public, maybe a hand on your lower back or on the back of your neck. It’s control. He wants everyone to know you belong to him. Maybe you might get a gift, a prize he gained from planets he conquered. Something he thinks you’d like because he likes it, not that you’d like.

6. Conquest

Honest to god can not see this man be anything other than sadistic to you. He is all about power, loves the case, will have a predator/prey type relationship with his partner. If he happens to show care and love, it’s very rare. It will take a longgggg time for him to actually show you he cares for you.

Hope you enjoyed! More to come!

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purpdrawsthings · 2 months ago

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

special birthday post 💜

[very long yap incoming 💥]

Edit : this was supposed to be released on midnight yesterday right when it turns 20th in my country but I didn't have time so yeah, kinda upset <=[

IT'S MY BIRTHDAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!

By the time I post this my phone will be well, closed and I will be unable to access it since it's past 9 and it'll turn back on at 7 in the morning.

This was made one day before the bday btw I did not prepare 💔

Anyways..

Todays the day I turn ▒▒ years old! Oh. Why would I tell my age? Gotta keep that a secret!

Funny fact, the 20th of April is also the same date as when the prophet of Islam Nabi Muhammad was birthed! Crazy amirite?

But anyways, I've gone through so many things. Both sad and also wonderful. Life sure is full of possibilities isn't it? I'm in a fandom about beans and suddenly I'm in a fandom about a Saturday morning cartoon mario shitpost? Never thought that would happen but it did, somehow.

The thing is, you'll never know what ever happens next! Prepared or not, you'll always be hit with the most unexpected occurrences. And that's the wonder of life! It's what keeps us interested and curious!

It's okay to change. I used to promise to myself that I would always stay in the among us fandom! But look where I am now. I used to think that I was a bad person for doing that, but now I realize that, it's okay! It's not like the end of the world happens when you leave a fandom you've been in for 3 years!

Looking back at old things may be cringe to most, but it's always nice to feel that nostalgia that you haven't felt in a while! It really shows how much you've grown for the past few years!

I used to be really terrible with animation. Like- really ass. But since 2024, my animations have started to become much better! It just takes time and patience. Thing won't always go your way and you shouldn't rush everything! [ Ironic considering that I always rush stuff 💀 ] Taking your time slowly but surely will pay out and you'll have a good result in the end!

Now those few past paragraphs I literally said earlier made no sense whatsoever considering I just talked about life but in a non rearranged order. So I'm sorry for that one 😭

But anyways, all I wanna say is, thank you. For everything. To everyone here! Involved or not, I could NOT be here if it weren't for you all! You can't BELIEVE how much it has impacted me! I sincerely love you all! 💜 <=3

Being in here for less than a year and having this much is crazy! Like I didn't know you guys liked my stuff! I'm just a silly girl who just draws that's all 💜

For the last part, I'd love to say a few words to some people that I love/admire the most 💜 [ the words I'm about to say may be a bit similar to the ones said in the Christmas special so yeah =[ ]

Neptune - You were my first friend, friendo and best friend. We don't interact a whole lot anymore but I just wanna say, you are an amazing person. You were so supportive and amazing! You always made my day back in amino. And I won't ever forget about that. You've improved so much on your art too! I'm glad to see youre improving so much on your art, and to that, thank you Nep. Thank you for being my friendo. 💜

@rr3d2y - My first friend in the SMG4 community! I WANNA HUG YOU SO BAD IRL 💔 you are seriously such a kind and wonderful person! GENUINELY LIKE YOU SO COOL!!!!! We got along with each other so well like, I didnt know you were that chill smh??? I LOVE YOU AND CHERISH YOU SO MUCH A FRIEND!!!! THANKS SO MUCH FOR BEING FRIENDS WITH ME YA SILLY!! 💜❤💜❤💜❤💜❤💜

@mikchi8 - Pulls you out and hugs you and shakes you affectionately. YOU TOO MIKCHI. YOU TOO!! YEAH WE DON'T TALK A WHOLE LOT BUT GENUINELY YOU'RE A COOL PERSON!!! LOVE YA YOU FUNNI PERSON!!! 💜💜💜💜

@superluigiglitchy - I will make art of Oliver soon I'LL GET TO THERE SIDHOSHSKDKDHD 😭 PJ I love ur art and the stuff you do like- A LOT! Like that vanellope AU and also the squib! THE SILLY HIMSELF!!! No seriously how'd you make him so cute siudidjdodjdojdodhdidj /silly we don't a talk a whole much as much as we used to but I'm always interested and up for what u're cooking! Love ya ^^ ! 💜

@jmaknavigr @markboyblue - You both are so kind and sweet like JMA YOUR AXOLOTL GIFTS ARE SIYDIDHDIHDOFJF AND MARM YOUR COMPLIMENTS THEY'RE SO SIHDISHDIDHDKHDKSJS I'LL GET YOU BOTH!!!!!! MARK MY WORDSSSSS /silly /jk /nsrs /lh I'M SORRY FOR NOT HAVING ANYMORE TO SAY BUT JUST KNOW THAT I LOVE U TWO 💜💜💜💜

@tiredsmashbros @strange0-0storm @cookiepopcat @its-a-me-mango - You four have been like my main source of inspiration like HELPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!! YOU ALL ARE STILL VERY COOL TO ME. All of you fours contents are just so unique and well made?? Man that what I really strive for tbh 😭 all I wanna say is you are all creative in your own separate ways and I'll continue praise you four for that, 💥💥💥💥💜💜💜💜

@libbytwq @bear-boi-5 @coralalala64 @4thwallbreakerdraws2 - OKAY I DID NOT EXPECT TO BE FRIENDS/MUTUALS WITH ANY OF YOU. SERIOUSLY 😭. LIKE UH... HOW? You four have like, really cool stuff and people should really see that because y'all are cooking some rlly good art in that kitchen right there 💥 interacting with like all four of you has got to be one of the goofiest and silliest things. Like- sure it's not that chaotic but it can get rlly silly at times and I'm glad for that do what you four do XD 💜💜💜

@michaelscorneroftheinternet @grinnames @dorriostareyes - OH GOD YOU THREE ARE REALLY COOL TOO. Micheal and Dorrio, you boths writing are actually like top notch WHAT ARE Y'ALL COOKING UP WITH CHANGE IN SCRIPT PUT THAT GIF WHERE SOMEONE IS WRITING AND IT'S ON FIRE 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Grinnames you too I know I said this before but ur Godbox au is so interesting very excited to see how that like.. Event... Thing.... Ends =D! You three are all obviously very cool and deserve more recognition 💜💜💜

@alelathedragon - Hey uhhhhh wasn't expecting this huh? I KNOW WE HAVEN'T INTERACTED A WHOLE LOT BUT I GOTTA SAY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR LETTING ME LEND A HAND ON THE COMPETITION!!! I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT AT ALL LIKE WHAT ARE YOU DOING AT MY DOORSTEP ALL THE SUDDEN!! Honestly I love broken star like he's such a silly goober AND LOYBOO TOO. HE'S SUCH A CUTIE!!! Man you so cool. Yeah this is what you get for interacting with me muahahhahaa 💥💜

@eliscz @meg-girumi @theclosetcreature @fbanjex @jovialoddity @bidinonsense @h4ppysoki @dakaakula @icedbeverageenjoyer @jibrilthethingart @stargus0k @hplonesomeart @scimagic @the-masked-astro @yasmin70 @fenicearts420 @mrtophat518 @alex-dolmatescu2-0 @change-name-later - YOU ARE ALL REALLY COOL MR PUZZLES ARTISTS IN YOUR WAYS!!!!! SERIOUSLY YALLS IDEAS FOR THIS SILLY MAN ARE REALLY COOL LIKE THE WAY Y'ALL DRAW HIM, HEAD CANNONS AND THE STUFF Y'ALL DID WITH HIM, ARE ALL JUST REALLY COOL!! Will adore you all till the ends of handsome tv man 💜💜💜 /silly

And these are the list of people that I'd like to make messages to but I simply don't have the time and energy to do that so yeah 😔. Just know that I enjoy you all as equally as everybody else before this!! 💜💜💜

@opossol @shygirl4991 @theartistisme24 @art-parasi-te @fruit-sy @dictatortirah @corgibuttdraws @smp-eclair @psinkaaa @rat-n-atty

And for the last bit! A recap of alllllll of my digital drawings since I interacted online! Enjoy 💜

And that's it!.. There was supposed to be a bit where I yapped more but with my real voice but that got scrapped.. =[

Anywaysssss yeah! Thank you for whoever read this far smh ig you have a good attention span 💥💥💥💥

Have a great day every body and most importantly, happy purpday to me 💜

#birthday #birthday special #special post #smg4 #among us

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