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ABO (A) Yandere Iida Tenya x (O) Reader Stomach Bug

Word count: 2265

Warnings: Yandere present so the relationship isn’t the healthiest. 

Title:  ABO (A) Yandere Iida Tenya x (O) Reader Stomach Bug

Summary: You hide your sickness from Tenya and he finds out. 

(Gif not mine) 

👓-You weren’t having a good time. Your stomach has been causing you to run to the bathroom all day. It was a struggle keeping it from your Alpha. He was always watching your every move.

👓-He was very attentive when it came to monitoring your mood and health.

👓-He had told you how stressful his hero work was getting so you didn’t want to worry him about your sickness. It was just a little stomach bug so it should go away soon. You decided to keep quiet and wait it out.

👓-It wasn’t like you had a job to call in sick with. Tenya wouldn’t let you work. He said it was safer for you at home.

👓-With him being a hero it meant he had a lot of enemy’s and that meant you had to stay in the house with a top tier security system running at all times. No doubt he would check the cameras every now and then making sure you stayed where you are supposed to.

👓-So that morning you woke up feeling like you had to puke your guts out you ran to the guest bathroom instead of the master one connect to your bedroom. Normally Tenya would wake up at the slightest hint that you were getting out of bed but work really had been hard on him so he was passed out.

👓-After you finished emptying your dinner into the bowl you rushed back to the bedroom hoping he didn’t notice your absence. He didn’t like not waking up to you by his side.

👓-You had left the bed once without telling him and you remember his frantic voice when he thought a villain had snatched his precious mate from him while he slept. You had gone to get a cup of water and came back to panicked whining and frenzied eyes.

👓-You were glad he wasn’t too far gone that his eyes turned red. You have only seen his eyes turn red a couple of times and each time it scared you worse than the other. He would never direct his rage at you but it was still scary to see your Alpha in such a furious mood.

👓-You still remember the rage on his face was another Alpha groped you in front of him.

👓-Needless to say, he held you tight in his arms the rest of the week, not letting you move an inch out of his grasp.

👓-You had made him breakfast and smiled while giving him a kiss on his way out the door. The smell of the eggs that you cooked made your stomach roll. You were proud that you kept up your facade long enough to get him out of the door.

👓-You quickly opened one of the windows before dashing to the restroom. Your breakfast also made a reappearance.

👓-Your Omega was begging you to call your Alpha back and take care of her but you wouldn’t give in. It was just a small stomach bug after all.

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👓-It had been three days and you haven’t been able to keep anything down. Your Alpha was starting to feel like something was wrong but he convinced himself it was just stress from his job and everything was fine.

👓-He had gotten home and took off his suit jacket.

👓-“Omega! I’m home.” He called, closing the jacket closet door.

👓-He heard your soft feet padding up to him. He had his gaze focused on his phone but when you didn’t say anything he looked up. Your pale face greeted him, his Alpha instantly came forward.

👓-“Omega? What’s wrong?” He rushed, not caring that his phone dropped to the floor.

👓-Your eyes were a little glossy and your breath was coming out in small pants.

👓-“I don’t feel good, Alpha.” You mumbled, before going limp in his arms.

👓-He didn’t know what to do. His beautiful mate was passed out in his arms and he felt his Alpha going crazy. What happened to his Omega? What if it is something incurable?

👓-He couldn’t lose his darling! He felt something in is mind break at the mere thought of you not laying peacefully beside him every night. He couldn’t imagine his life without you.

👓-It was just a huge void when he thought of you leaving this world and moving on to the next without him. How did he not know you were feeling unwell?  He quickly picked you up and rushed you to the plush couch you insisted on him buying for you.

👓-Once he was sure you weren’t gonna fall off the couch at any given moment he rushed over to go grab his phone off the floor. He was quick to call his private family doctor.

👓-The Iida family had two of them. One beta male and female. He was obviously calling the female. He snarled at the thought of any male touching his unconscious mate.

👓-The Iida family all lived on the same compound. The doctors stayed at his parent’s house. It only took ten minutes for the doctor to show up at the door.  

👓-The doctor quickly walked into the living room and set down her bag.

👓-“What seems to be the problem?” She asked, getting out her medical instruments.

👓-“Well, I think the fact that she isn’t conscious is the main one.” He growled, his patience for stupid questions going out the window.

👓-The doctor, having worked for the Iida’s for years, was used to the possessive and slightly crazed male. It ran in the family.

👓-“Has she been acting differently these past couple days? Any signs of an Omega depression?” She asked, pulling out a thermometer to check your temperature.

👓-“You think my Omega would fall into a depression under my watch.” He snarled, insulted that she would even suggest it.

👓-“Of course not. I am just trying to rule out all the possibilities.” She replied, keeping her face straight.

👓-“Well, it isn’t that!” He scowled, his eyebrows scrunching up.

👓-“Has she been sick lately?” She asked, flashing a light in your eyes.

👓-He paused, thinking of your mood the past few days. You had seemed less enthusiastic but he assumed you were merely missing him since he had been working a lot. You were just as attached to him as he was you.

👓-“She might have been. I don’t know why she wouldn’t tell me though.” He responded, leaning over and grasping your limp hand.

👓-“Mmh?” You hummed, your eyes slowly opening.

👓-“Omega.” He breathed, leaning over you.

👓-“Alpha.” You whined, wanting to be wrapping up in his embrace. You always felt comforted and safe when he held you. You weakly twitched your arms. He seemed to have got the message because soon you were propped up against his lap.

👓-You purred at his closeness, you didn’t even realize another person was around until she coughed.

👓-You weren’t used to anyone besides you or Tenya in the house. He wouldn’t allow visitors. You had made the mistake of ordering take out and letting the Alpha delivery man in while you went to go get the cash and Tenya came home in a fit.

👓-He said he could still smell another Alpha in the den a week after. He was not a happy Alpha that week.

👓-“Hello?” You greeted, slightly confused at her presence.

👓-“Hello, your Alpha called me here today because of the fainting spell you had. Have you been feeling sick lately? Getting enough fluids? Eating right?” She questioned, grabbing a notebook to write your responses on.

👓-The Iida family had files on all their family members and mates. Since she hadn’t seen you before yours still needed to be made and added to the rest. With the way she saw the Iida Alpha’s doting on their Omegas she really didn’t get called much.

👓-“I have been throwing up a lot these past few days.” You murmured, not meeting your Alpha’s concerned gaze.

👓-His grip tightened on your a little more.

👓-“How often?” She asked, already suspecting a diagnosis.

👓-“Just until my stomach is empty or if I smell something that makes my stomach unsettled.” You stated, leaning back a little to try and scent your Alpha. He was quick to lean forward and offer you his neck.

👓-You let out small purrs while inhaling his comforting scent.

👓-“Something you smelled?” She prodded, looking up from her note-taking.

👓-“Yeah, I can’t seem to handle the smell of eggs or the cherry blossom perfume I usually use. I had to throw the bottle out.” You replied, pulling your head away from your Alpha’s scent glands.

👓-“The one I got you for our anniversary?” Tenya asked, slightly upset that you threw away his gift he so carefully picked out for you.

👓-“I’m sorry, Alpha. I tried to put it in one of the guest rooms but I could still smell it.” You apologized, not liking that your Alpha was upset with you.

👓-“I think I may know the reason.” The doctor interrupted, clutching her notebook to her chest.

👓-“What is it?” Tenya rushed, eager to hear what caused you to faint in his arms. His Alpha had been pacing around and whining the entire time.

👓-“I think your mate might be with pup.” She said, taking a step back.

👓-She knew the Iida family well.

👓-“What? With pup?” He gasped, clutching his mate to his chest. He instantly saw her as a possible threat, his eyes narrowed at her. It didn’t matter anymore that she was a Beta she was someone other than family standing around his pregnant mate.

👓-“We still need to run a test but I am positive that is what is causing your mate to throw up and her sudden sensitive sense of smell.” She informed reaching into her bag and pulling out a needle and vial.

👓-Tenya didn’t even try and hold back a snarl. The doctor merely stood where she was, having dealt with this many times before with his other family members.

👓-You let out a small croon, hoping to calm him down. You knew it was necessary for her to draw your blood for the test. Your big intimidating Alpha was just being overprotective.

👓-“She just needs to run some tests to make sure I am healthy. I have to be healthy for the pup right?” You soothed, smoothing a hand down his tensed bicep.

👓-He just still growled but he let the doctor near you. She did everything she needed before packing her stuff away.  

👓-“Your mate might be dehydrated from all the throwing up. I’ll come back and hook her up to an IV to help get her back in full health. I will also suggest getting rid of anything that triggers you to throw up.” She informed before walking out.

👓-She knew the Alpha wouldn’t leave his mate’s side to show her out. She also knew he wanted her out of the house as soon as possible.

👓-“Do you think you can hold down a glass of water?” Tenya asked, looking down at you.

👓-You nodded, hoping he wasn’t mad with you for keeping your sickness a secret. You didn’t think of the possibility that you were carrying a pup. You would have told him if you suspected you did. You were sad you missed out on a cute pregnancy reveal.

👓-You thought he was gonna get off the couch and leave you there but he picked you up and had you wrap your legs around his waist. You simply put your head on his hard shoulder.

👓-You should have known he wasn’t gonna be letting you out of his sight anytime soon.

👓-He had no problem holding you while maneuvering around the kitchen. Instead of taking you back to the couch he took you to your bedroom. He sat you on the edge of the bed and handed you the glass.

👓-You took it from him and drank small sips when he saw that you had enough he took the glass and placed it on the nightstand. He turned to you with a pointed stare.

👓-You knew you were in trouble.

👓-“So why didn’t you tell me that you weren’t feeling good these last couple of days?” He prodded, watching you squirm under his unrelenting gaze.

👓-“You’d been telling me about how stressful work was. I thought it was just a small bug so I didn’t want to worry you even more.” You dropped your head.

👓-“Look at me, Omega.” His voice was stern, he lifted your head with a finger.

👓-“I don’t want you keeping anything about your health and well being from me. If something is bothering you then you come and see me about it. Do you understand?” He demanded, not letting your eyes stray from his piercing navy ones.

👓-“Yes, Alpha.” You nodded, your Omega whining at being reprimanded.

👓-“Good. That being said, I am so happy that you with pup!” In a split second his face broke out in a bright smile.

👓-You Omega chirped happily at the sight.

👓-He didn’t waste any time wrapping his thick arms around you. You couldn’t help but purr at his embrace. Your Omega was ecstatic at the idea of a pup. The thought of a tiny pup curled up on Tenya’s chest was too much.

👓-You closed your eyes and enjoyed the warmth his chest gave you.

My first Yandere fic. I would really like you hear your feedback on it. I don’t mind criticism as long as it is constructive. 

Please reblog my work if you enjoyed! Each reblog really motivates me to write for you guys! 💕💕 Leave a note as well. 

[jessie-cook]

first time requesting! Could i get an Alpha Enji x omega reader and he comes home to reader’s omega chirping in distress and his alpha takes over and he’s looking for them, and when he finally reaches them they’re curled up in their little nest crying. So Enji asks what’s wrong and reader says someone at work was making comments about how he only wanted them as something to knot during ruts and Enji gets pissed. Thank you for reading!!

Hello! I hope this is what you were looking for!

Alpha!Endeavor x Distressed Omega!Reader

Enji sighed as he walked into the house he shared with you, nothing extremely luxurious, but it was your supposed dream house and who was he to tell his precious Omega “No.” when you looked at him with such joy. Sure, it wouldn’t have been his first pick, but you managed to truly make this place a home. 

He only grinned to himself, feeling prideful about his lovely omega that managed to make everything better. As he walked towards the kitchen, expecting to find you in front of the stove cooking dinner with a happy grin, he stopped the second he heard your distressed chirp. Within moments, he was rushing by your side, noticing how your nest seemed to be thrown together hastily since it lacked the polish your nests always had. 

“Hey, What’s wrong?” he asked as he carefully sat beside you, moving a rough hand to rake your hair out of your face rather gently before noticing the pungent scent that filled the room. Your eyes were red from crying and you attempted to muffle the sound of your omega chirping as to not alarm the man any more than he already was. You were distressed, and you knew that your alpha hated seeing you sad. 

“Come here, Omega.” He moved to sit in your nest, opening his arms so you could sit on his lap. You tried to resist, but found yourself leaning against his chest with arms wrapped around you tight. His warm scent, reminiscent of charred Cedar wood, was almost thick in an attempt to calm your distress. “Darling, tell me what is bothering you?” He says sternly, but you know it is his way of asking for you to talk to him.

He watches as you hide against his chest, a soft whimper coming from you before you buried your face deeper into his chest. “Just...work drama.” You started before feeling his hand move to rest against your hip, thumb caressing your skin in an attempt to calm you. “I guess, uh...people heard about our relationship there, and several Alphas were just…” He watched as you sunk deeper into his embrace yet he stayed silent. He knew you would say it with time, he just had to be patient. “They said that you must only want me for your ruts. That I’m just a bitch for you, and that I don’t mean anything to you.” 

The more you spoke, the louder the growl that erupted from his chest became. You always knew that he was quite the possessive alpha, and if you didn’t calm him then those alphas would have to move to a whole different country. “H-Hey, Alpha. It’s okay.” You wrap your arms around his neck and hug him firmly, rubbing your scent against him as a way to calm him down. “I just...Got emotional. The words they said were-” “Bullshit.” Enji barked, hands gripping your waist firmly. 

You smiled a little before nodding. “Bullshit.” You repeated back to him before moving to press a soft kiss against his lips as a way to reassure him that you were okay. “I wouldn’t have reacted so negatively, but they mentioned how your relationship was with Rei and that I am stupid for mating with somebody who has a past,” Your hands fell down against your lovers warm chest, brows furrowed as if you were trying to understand their words. “But everyone has a past...And I can say that you are the most amazing Alpha.”

Your arms around his neck made him shut his eyes once more, slowly hugging you back as his body heated up to keep you drawn in the hug. You laughed before pulling away slightly. “Alpha, I’ve been with you for years and you still heat up your body when I hold you.” Enji simply huffed and rolled his eyes. “You enjoy it, so why complain?” Another small giggle coming from you made his alpha feel pride before he stopped for a moment and sighed. He took your hands in his before speaking.

 “I am very aware that I have a past, and I will never forget it. What I did was indeed horrible, but as you have taught me, I should be able to move past that in order to be a better man,” He spoke honestly as he looked at the size difference between your hands. “The most I can do is as you said. Acknowledge what I have done and try to be better.” You nodded and smiled a little as Enji recited back to you what you had told him countless times. 

“I did not ask you to be my mate just to use you. I’m not the man I used to be.  I asked you to be my mate because I can see myself living comfortably with you, My omega.” He pulled you into another hug, smiling a little at how your omega purred. Feeling your arms wrap back around him only made him relax more into your embrace. “I know, Alpha. People's words just get to me.” He hummed before pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. “That’s alright. Let them talk. They’ll get their punishment when the time calls for it.

And it did. After Enji got the names of the people who spoke about your relationship, he promptly got their asses in trouble. You watched as one of the men left carrying a box of their things, oblivious to your alphas actions.

[jessie-cook]

hi love

i wanted to ask for something fluff with a tiny bit of angst for bjorn with pregnant reader, like he loves his wife so much and he's so happy they're having a baby and he's so protective over her and her bump.

thank you, love your work sm

Our little one.

Pairing: Bjorn Ironside x F!Reader.

Summary: Bjorn is extremely protective over you and the baby growing inside you. When someone attempts to kill you and your unborn child, Bjorn loses it.

Warning: Blood!!!! Violence!!!! Unaliving someone!!!!

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Bjorn had always been extremely protective over you. Since the day you had agreed to marry him two years ago. His protective nature had only grown more since the day you revealed you were pregnant.

He hated letting you around other people now. He hated letting you out of his sight. He hated being away from you for more than a few minutes. If he could lock you both inside your bed chambers until you gave birth, he'd be a happy man.

Whenever Bjorn didn't have to attend to his kingly duties, he was watching you, making sure you didn't hurt yourself, someone else didn't hurt you, you weren't overworking yourself, you were eating properly and getting enough rest.

You loved Bjorn, and you loved how much he cared, but sometimes it grew too much for you. That is why, when you heard his brothers talking about going hunting, you had convinced Ubbe to ask Bjorn along.

You were in the great hall, looking through multiple pieces of fabric that would be made into new table clothes for all the tables inside the hall. While one hand brushed over all the fabrics, your other hand nestled underneath your swollen stomach.

Bjorn stepped inside, a small smile immediately gracing his face when his eyes landed on you.

You hummed, smiling contentedly as Bjorn's arms sneaked around your waist, his hard chest pressed warmly against your back, his hands nestled underneath your bump. He placed a soft kiss on your neck before resting his chin on your shoulder.

"My brothers have asked I go hunting with them today, but you just say the word and I will stay here." He insisted, voice soft and gruff, his hands gently rubbing against your stomach.

"You should go." You insisted as your hand slipped from the fabric and pressed against the top of his hand, your head falling back against his chest.

Bjorn's eyebrows furrowed and his lips pursed, slightly taken aback that you'd want him to go."Are you sure?" He asked as he lifted his chin from your shoulder.

You turn around in Bjorn's arms, reaching up to cup his cheeks."We will be fine my love." You assured him with a gentle smile.

Bjorn's bottom lip slightly pouts out and you quirk an amused eyebrow at him."I do not think I can bare being away from you or our baby for so long." He insisted, one hand moving to hold your waist while the other hand softly rubbed your swollen stomach.

"I will do good with some time away from all your worries and nagging." You teased him, grinning playfully when he quirked an eyebrow at you.

He huffed at you."I do not nag." He insisted as his eyebrows furrowed.

You scoffed in amusement, eyeing him playfully as you pulled away, rounding the table and examining the rest of the fabric while you spoke in a mocking manly voice."You have to put on something warmer. You can't carry that it's heavy. Is eating that healthy for the baby? Don't bump your stomach here, don't bump your stomach there."

Bjorn stared at you, the clear lack of amusement on his face making you chuckle softly."I am only worried." He insisted.

You smiled softly as you approached him again, hands reaching up to cup his cheeks as he took hold of your waist."I know, and I appreciate your concern, but I need only a little break."

"We both know you will miss me." He stated as he grinned smugly, giving your waist a squeeze.

"With all my heart." You assured him before leaning up and pressing a soft kiss to his lips."Now go." You insisted as you patted his chest.

"Be careful, both of you." He insisted as he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your baby bump.

"We will." You assured, running a hand over the side of his shaved head, giving him a small smile."You be careful as well." You pleaded softly with him and he nodded before pulling away from you and walking out of the great hall.

You stayed alone in the great hall for hours, working through different pieces of fabric picking out what beads you wanted on them, what patterns you wanted.

You were only pulled from your focused work when the door to the great hall pushed open. You glanced over your shoulder with a smile, expecting to see your husband, but your smile soon dropped when you saw it was a strange man."Who are you?" You asked as you turned to face him.

"My name is Torjus, my queen." He replied, his big frame standing tall in front of the door, blocking your only means of escaping him.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you stared at the man, silently observing him. He wasn't threatening you, or posing any danger to you yet, but you felt terrified in his presence."Who are you looking for?"

"You, my queen." He replied as he showed two hands in your direction.

"I am not handling any grievances at the moment, you must come tomorrow." You informed him as you firmly shook your head, hand grabbing onto a chair and fingers curling over the armrest.

"I do not have a grievance, my queen." He replied as he shook his head, taking a few steps toward you, his boots thudding heavily against the wooden floor.

"Then what do you want?" You asked, protective hand coming up to rest against your stomach as you shuffled backward, your heart clenching fearfully in your chest. Your eyes widened and a soft gasp slipped from your lips when the man pulled a knife from his pocket."I think it is time for you to leave now." You insisted, staring at him with eyes slowly filling with tears.

"I am here on important business from king Ørjan." He explained as he took a few more steps toward you, gripping the knife tightly in his hand, his unsettling gaze set on you.

"What business?" You asked as your gaze flicked between him and the knife. You took a few more steps back until your back hit the wall, and you let out a soft whimper.

"King Bjorn is a threat to king Ørjan." He muttered, almost grinning smugly when he noticed he had you trapped."And the heir to Kattegat that you carry inside you, an even bigger threat." He spat as he pointed his sharp-bladed knife at your swollen stomach."I can't kill Bjorn Ironside, but I can take that baby from your womb."

Heavy footsteps trudged into the great hall. The man in front of you turned around and you caught a glimpse of your husband walking into the hall, his axe gripped in his hand."If you touch my wife or our unborn child, I will kill you." He warned as he put his axe in the man's direction while stalking closer.

"It is nothing personal, my king." The man chuckled before turning back to you, lifting his arm and pulling it back. You tried to run as he launched forward, slicing the knife across your stomach.

You let out a scream as you fell to your knees, cradling your bump. Bjorn let out a furious scream as he launched at the man, tackling him to the ground.

You inspected the torn fabrics that stretched across your stomach. You pulled it back, sighing in relief when you saw the cut was shallow, not even deep enough to need stitches.

You heard a scream of agony behind you, and when you glanced over your shoulder, your eyes went wide and you gasped. Bjorn was on top of your attacker, repeatedly slamming his axe into the man's chest.

Blood pooled from the man's chest, creating a puddle around his body. Blood dripped from the tip of Bjorn's axe. Blood spattered onto Bjorn's face, his hands, and his grey tunic.

Long after the man's body had stilled, and life slipped from his eyes, Bjorn repeated slamming his axe into the man's chest, until there was barely any flesh, any bone, left.

He left his axe buried in the man's ripped-open chest and got up to his feet."Y/n!" He called out as he rushed to you.

"I am fine." You assured, breathing heavily as you stared at him wide-eyed. You reached out and took hold of Bjorn's bloody hands, letting him help you onto your feet.

"Let me see." He insisted as his hands left yours and immediately went to your stomach, trying to pull at the ripped fabric of your dress.

"Bjorn I am fine." You assured, staring wide and teary-eyed at your husband as you tried to push his hands away.

"Let me see!" He yelled, his hands almost recoiling when you gasped, startled by his booming voice.

You met his gaze, and you could see the regret of yelling, filling him. He was only concerned, nearly sick with worry. Your hands slipped away from his, allowing him to pull back the ripped fabric and inspect the cut."The cut is not so deep." You assured as you rested a hand against his cheek.

"It could have been." He argued, sniffing as different emotions filled him. Worry, fear, regret, anger. He glanced around before meeting your gaze."Where is your weapon, Y/n?"

"In our bed chambers." You mumbled softly as your gaze diverted to the floor. Bjorn took a deep breath to calm him and you sighed."I do not carry it everywhere with me." You explained with frustration in your voice.

"You must." He insisted as he grabbed onto your shoulders and gave your body a gentle shake.

"Bjorn." You sighed as you slowly began to shake your head, hesitantly looking up to meet his gaze again.

"If I did not come when I did, he would have cut you open and pulled our child from your body, leaving you both to die." He argued with you, eyebrows knitting together and stomach-churning at the thought of losing you or your child."I could never bare losing you or our baby."

"I am fine, and so is our child." You assured both hands reached up to cup his cheeks, pressing your body closer to his.

"Let me hold you for a little while." He pleaded as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you flushed against him, resting his chin on top of your head. "I promise I will let no man or woman ever harm you or any of our children."

"King Ørjan wants our child dead." You informed him softly as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, and you could feel his muscles tensing up."He is the one who sent this man to kill your heir."

"I will kill him." He gritted out, rigid underneath your soft touch, nostrils flaring and breathing speeding up."I will blood eagle him for even thinking he can take you from me, for thinking he can harm our baby."

"He is a king, you cannot simply kill him." You argue as you shook your head, eyebrows furrowing in worry as you could already see your husband spiral into a murderous path because of this incident.

"I am a king, and he tried to kill my wife and baby, I will do with him as I please." He muttered as his grip grew protectively tighter around you."No one will get away with trying to take what is mine. No one will get away with trying to hurt the woman I love most, the woman who carries my heir." He insisted before he pulled you away at arm's length, cupping the side of your face as he stared into your eyes."He tried to take our little one from us, now I will take his life.'

[jessie-cook]

Love your writing!

I have a thing for a protector Ubbe! Can you do one where the village gets attacked, in the middle of the night? Ubbe must get his pregnant wife reader and their 3 kids out. they go into the woods and they are trying to get away from the attackers. While Ubbe and the reader are fighting off attackers, the reader's water breaks she's about to have the baby. Ubbe helps his wife deliver their baby, They get away and he thanks the God's for helping him keep his family safe. The reader just looks at him with so much love that she chose the best man to protect and love their family and he looks at her with so much love for being brave even when shes at her most vulnerable.

Brave.

I cannot explain how fucking much I loved this request!!! Like honestly it was so good, but I think I did it no justice with my writing as well as my lack of knowledge for birth scenes. I honestly think whatever the fuck I just wrote is so bad.

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Pairing: Ubbe Ragnarsson x F!Reader.

Summary: Kattegat gets attacked in the middle of the night and Ubbe is determined to get you and your children to safety. You get followed into the woods and while you and Ubbe fight off the men, your water breaks and you are forced to give birth in the woods with Ubbe's help.

Warning: Gore. Blood. Kind gruesome description of unaliving someone. Probably an inaccurate birth scene.

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You were a young shieldmaiden when you met Ubbe. Sailing across the world with him and his brothers to avenge the death of his father, Ragnar Lothbrok.

The months in England had brought you and Ubbe extremely close together. You spend most of your time together. Training together, hunting together, walking the woods together, raiding together. Ubbe came to you when his temper ran short with Ivar and you helped calm him down. He came to you to mourn the loss of his brother Sigurd.

By the time you returned to Kattegat with Ubbe, you were married to the man and round with his child.

Ubbe always saw you as an equal, as his wife and a fierce shieldmaiden. After the birth of your first child, Sigvart, Ubbe saw you as above him. Ubbe knew he was strong and cable, but after seeing you give birth he knew you were far stronger than he could ever be.

Still, Ubbe grew extremely protective of you after the birth of your son. His protective nature only grew stronger towards your family when your second son Kyrre and your daughter Odlaug came into the world.

And then it grew even more again when you revealed you were with child again for the fourth time.

Ubbe was ecstatic to know his family was growing. His children were still small, but none of them were babies anymore. Sigvart was nine years old, Kyrre was seven years old and his little girl was already four. Ubbe yearned to hold a baby in his arms again, and now you were blessing him to have that again.

One day, Kattegat was woken in the middle of the night. Screams echoed through the streets. Victims of haines crimes screamed and cried while their assailants laughed.

You jumped up as the sounds registered in your sleeping mind. Your eyes squinted in the darkness of the night, gaze turning to your husband who peered out of a window.

"Ubbe, what's going on?" You asked as you pushed the furs off your body and got up from the bed, hand protectively pressing to your swollen stomach.

"Get the children." He ordered you as he grabbed your fur cloak and tossed it at you before grabbing his own as well as his axe.

Your gaze darted between him and the weapon as you pulled your cloak over your sheer sleep dress."Ubbe?"

"We are under attack, get the children." He demanded, his voice growing sterner as he pointed at your children's room.

Your eyes widened and you rushed into the children's room. You shook your sons awake, speaking with urgency as their eyes slowly fluttered open."Sigvart, Kyrre, wake up." You demanded as you pulled the furs from their bodies before grabbing their fur cloaks, and pushing them into their hands."Come on we have to go."

"Mother, what is going on?" Kyrre asked, his blue eyes widening fearfully as he watched you pull Odlaug from her bed.

"Odlaug, come on princess." You spoke, grabbing her fur cloak and wrapping it securely around her small body.

Ubbe rushed into the room, handing you your axe while sharing a panicked look with you.

"Father?" Sigvart spoke up softly as he glanced between you and Ubbe, fearfully backing himself against the wall as the screams of outside traveled into your home.

Ubbe approached his sons, kneeling down in front of them."Listen to me, we have to be quiet and fast. You have to stay close to me and your mother, do you understand?" He spoke sternly with them.

"Ubbe we have to fight, we have to help." You insisted as you approached your husband, hand tightening around the handle of your axe.

Ubbe got up to his feet, one hand cupping your cheek and the other hand pressing against your swollen stomach."No, you cannot fight with our child inside you. We cannot fight with our little children depending on us." He insisted as he shook his head, giving you a look that clearly told you not to argue with him. He turned away from you and towards his daughter. "Come here Odlaug." He spoke gently with the frightened little girl as he picked her up. She didn't understand what was going on, but she was quick to pick on everyone around hers' fear.

"Mother I am scared," Kyrre whispered as he grabbed onto your free hand, tears pooling up in his big blue eyes, his bottom lip quivering.

"Don't worry my sweet child, we will be okay." You assured as you reached down and cupped his cheek, giving him an assuring smile.

You kept both your sons close while keeping a firm hand on your axe. Ubbe kept a ready hand on his own axe as well while carrying your daughter who cried softly into the crook of his neck.

You followed Ubbe through the shadows of Kattegat, avoiding being seen and avoiding your small children seeing what was happening inside the village. Ubbe lead you into the dark woods, keeping you and your children close to him.

You heard a twig snap behind you but when you spun around, you could not see much beyond the trees that surrounded you.

"Ubbe we're being followed." You informed him, squinted eyes still roaming over the trees surrounding you as you tried to catch a glimpse of anything or anyone.

Ubbe put Odlaug down on the ground, pushing the children behind him before stepping in front of you, eyes roaming over the woods."I have my pregnant wife and three small children with me, if you are real men, real Vikings, you will leave us alone!" He called out, grip tightening around his axe. Another twig snapped and then another and then you heard multiple pairs of footsteps slowly approaching from the front."Run." Ubbe demanded as he glanced at you over his shoulder.

"No, I am not leaving you behind!" You refused as you shook your head at him, a determined and challenging look in your eyes.

"Y/n!" He snapped in frustration, his gaze darting toward your swollen stomach before meeting your eyes again, desperation and a silent plead in his blue eyes.

You only shook your head at him before turning to your children, pointing behind them."Children get back!" You ordered them before turning back to Ubbe, catching his infuriated side-eye.

"If any of you hurt my wife or children I will make sure you never see Valhalla," Ubbe warned with a growl as the men stepped out of the tree lines and into your line of sight.

There were only three of them, but they were big burly men. While two of the men went after Ubbe, one of them went for you.

He ran at you with his axe raised, but you caught the blade with your own axe, pushing it back with all your strength before swinging your axe across his face, slashing his cheek.

He turned back to you with an infuriating scream, blood dripping down his face. He launched at you and you jumped out of his way within an inch of your life. You looked back, eyes widening to see his axe caught in a tree, right where you were mere seconds ago, angled right to your stomach.

You let out a scream so loud that your throat ached. You rushed at the man, not giving him a second to pull his axe from the tree. You swung your axe at him, lunging it into his chest. You ripped it out with a groan before slamming it in again, flinching at the man's blood spurting onto your face.

You panted as you let him fall limp to the ground, watching the life drain from his eyes as blood seeped out of his chest, pooling around him and staining the ground beneath him.

You let out a shaky breath glancing down as you felt something drip down your thighs, pooling between your feet. You had no time to feel relieved when you noted it was not blood, you were not injured. Because you knew what the liquid meant.

You slouched against one of the trees, grabbing onto it for support as your eyes turned to your children who huddled together between two trees, trying to stay hidden from the men.

When the other two men were dead, one decapitated and the other's chest ripped open, Ubbe immediately rushed toward you, eyes widened as he checked you for injuries, the blood on your face and chest sending excruciating fear through his heart.

"Y/n?" He called out, taking your face in his hands, checking for any wounds or signs of where the blood was from.

You pushed his hands away and pointed at your children."Get the children Ubbe." You demanded before lowering your head, grinding your teeth together as you softly groaned.

"Are you hurt?" He asked, taking your face in his hands once again before looking over the rest of your body.

"My water broke." You explained as you let out a shaky breath, your mouth dry and your throat aching. You nudged his shoulder and nodded in the direction of your children.

"Y/n-" Ubbe gasped softly as his eyes widened, his gaze lowering to your stomach and his hands following.

"There is no time, more of them will follow, we have to go." You insisted as you pushed his hands away from your stomach before pushing yourself off the tree. One of your hands pressed against your back, your body slouched as you waddled. "I can hold out a little longer." You assured him.

Ubbe stared at you silently for a second, letting out a frustrated huff before following after you."Children." He called out and hesitantly the tree came out from their hiding spot. "Come, we have to go."

Ubbe kept a firm hand on your arm while gripping his axe in the other hand. He continuously glanced behind him, at you, and at your children who walked in front of you.

He kept count of your contractions, growing fearful as they got closer together in a very short amount of time.

You breathed through the painful contractions, knowing you were not too far from Kattegat as you could still hear the screams and cries in the distance.

A groan slipped from your lips and you grabbed onto Ubbe's arms for support when a forceful contraction hit you, your knees almost buckling beneath you.

"Okay, it's coming." You gasped softly as you lowered yourself onto the ground with Ubbe's help."It's coming."

"Mother?" Kyrre gasped as he turned to you, blue eyes widening as you cried out in pain.

"Your mother is alright, she is going to be alright," Ubbe assured as he crouched down in front of his children, taking both his sons by the shoulders as he spoke."Sigvart, I need you to take your sister and brother and go sit over there. No matter what you hear, do not come over here." He insisted as he pointed toward a tree stump a few feet away.

It was close enough that he could still see them but far enough so that neither of the three little ones could see much of what was happening.

He returned to you, kneeling in front of your spread-open legs, pushing your dress up to your waist.

"I'm scared." You cried out softly, warm tears running down your blood-stained cheeks.

"You are going to be okay. You and our baby are going to be okay." He assured as he reached over and cupped your cheeks, giving you an assuring look.

"They will hear me." You groaned as another contraction hit, finding it harder to keep yourself quiet.

Ubbe sat back on his heels undoing his belt, folding it together before nudging it against your cracked lips."Bite down on this." He insisted as he pushed the hard leather between your teeth before turning his attention between your legs."Okay, I can see the head, you have to push."

You groaned, eyes screwing shut as you vigorously shook your head. You were terrified. You knew if you screamed, the men attacking Kattegat would hear. You'd be responsible for putting your children and husband in danger.

" Y/n you have to push, do not worry about anything else, only about our baby." He insisted, his eyes holding a silent plead, knowing you were putting yourself and your baby in danger by not pushing.

You nodded, letting out a muffled scream as you pushed with every fiber inside your body, tears streaming down your face, nails digging into the dirt beneath you.

"You're doing so good." Ubbe spoke over your muffled screams as he rubbed comforting circles against one of your thighs."You can do this, just a few more."

You pushed again and again, Ubbe's assuring hands still on you as he coaxed you through the pain.

"Okay, almost there, one more push!" He insisted as he gave you an assuring and firm nod of his head. You let out one last muffled scream as you pushed your baby out."You did it, you did it, my love. A girl, another daughter." He chuckled softly, staring down at his baby as his heart swelled with love and his eyes pooled with tears.

He hand the squealing baby to you and you held her protectively against your chest as Ubbe cut the umbilical cord with his axe and knotted it. "Oh my sweet baby, it's okay, shhh." You soothed her with soft whispers as she wailed loudly."They are going to hear her, we have to go."

"No, you cannot get up." Ubbe denied as he firmly shook his head while pulling off his fur cloak."Here wrap her in this." He instructed, helping you wrap her up in the thick furs before he glanced over his shoulder. "Sigvart." He called out to his oldest son who immediately came running over. Ubbe took the baby from your arms and held her out to the boy."You have a baby sister. I need to help your mother, okay? I need you to take her, keep her warm, and safe. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes, father." Sigvart nodded in understanding as he carefully took the baby into his arms, his body rigged and his mind aware of every movement around him, focusing hard on keeping his sister safe.

"Hold her carefully, support her neck," Ubbe instructed before pointing back at the tree stump where Odlaug and Kyrre still sat. Sigvart walked slowly, his eyes on the baby as he returned to his siblings.

Ubbe turned his attention back to you, helping and coaxing you through the afterbirth.

After it was done, Ubbe got you up to your feet, supporting your full weight while carrying his newborn daughter, taking you to the house his mother took him and his brothers to whenever Kattegat was under attack.

"Just a little more then we'll be there." He assured you softly when you let out a whimper.

Ubbe's heart shattered seeing you push through your pain. You were crying silently, panting and wincing every time you moved. You walked slowly, a trail of blood following after you.

"I can see the house father!" Sigvart called out as he pointed at the house that started to peak out in the distance.

"Almost there my love," Ubbe whispered as he pressed a kiss to your damp hair.

Ubbe got your family to the house just as the sun began to peak over the mountains. He immediately started a fire to keep the house warm, putting his older three children to bed and helping clean up you and your newborn.

He disappeared outside soon after as you nursed your daughter. Once she was asleep, you carefully laid her down, checking on your three oldest before making your way outside to look for your husband.

"Ubbe?" You called out softly, stopping in your tracks when you saw him sitting on a tree stump, his head lowered and his eyes closed as he mumbled softly.

"Odin, I thank you for giving me the strength to have protected my family. I thank you for giving my wife the strength to bring our child into this world. I have never seen a woman so brave as her. I thank you again for sending her on my path when you did."

You slowly approach him and his eyes open, his gaze falling on you when he heard your footsteps."We will make a sacrifice to the Gods when we get back to Kattegat." He informed you.

"When are we leaving?" You asked as you waddled close to him, hand nuzzling underneath your swollen stomach.

"You just gave birth last night, you are still bleeding, you cannot travel like that." He argued softly as he shook his head, getting up from the tree stump and nudging you to sit down on it.

"They will think we are dead if we do not return home soon." You insisted as you looked up at him, giving him a knowing look.

"I do not care." He argued as he shook his head against, pursing his lips and shrugging his shoulders."You and our children are my priority, not others people's thoughts."

You nodded in understanding, knowing better than to argue with Ubbe when it came to the protection of your family. You mustered up a small smile as you reached out and took his hand in yours. "Thank you for protecting us last night, and every other night and day." You spoke softly, gaze following him as he crouched down in front of you."I should be the one thanking Odin for sending me such a wonderful man to be my husband and the father of my children."

"You were so brave last night." He whispered as his hand reached out and cupped the side of your face, his eyes holding the world's love in them as he looked at you."You are always brave but seeing you last night, in your most vulnerable state still fighting to protect our children, fighting to bring our daughter into this world...I did not think I could love you more than I already do, but here I am with a heart bursting with pride and love for you."

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A Wolf in Wolf’s Clothing

Hey there, it’s your girl, back at it with another story that probably took way too long to finish. 

Warnings: Fighting, cursing, threat of violence. 

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It was fine. This was fine. Staying in a small cabin in the middle of the woods, getting back to nature, away from the city, away from those yakuza who were tracking you down because your dad had skipped out on the massive amounts of gambiling debt he had, and seriously, Dad, you knew he had a problem, not that he would ever listen to you, but did he really have to go and play mahjong, freaking mahjong, with some super sketchy people and really think everything was just going to be fine that he was going to be okay when he already had a massive pile of debt from that pyramid scheme that you told him was a pyramid scheme or the loss from that horse race last month, and seriously, Dad, this is why mom left-!

But it was fine. You were fine. 

The cabin was small, a one room structure that gave you flashbacks to ‘Little House on the Prairie.’ Thankfully, the owners had attached the outhouse to the actual house a few years back, installing a slim standing shower. Electricity came from either solar power or a gas generator hook-up out back, but there was no way you would ever get an internet connection all the way out here.  But it had a fireplace! That was pretty cool, right? 

You weren’t exactly sure how long you’d be out here. The detective from vice told you to stay off the grid as much as possible, that they’d get in touch with you, not the other way around. The police officer had dropped you off about an hour ago after bumping over an unpaved road tangled by tree roots and overgrown underbrush. You would never have been able to find this place by yourself. But you supposed that that was the whole point. 

You’d spent your first few hours there getting the cabin to an actual livable condition. Vice had told you that this place wasn’t used a lot, and you could immediately see it. Every surface was coated in a thick layer of dust. The windows were covered in who knows how many years of grime. Cobwebs littered with tiny insect carcases huddled in every corner and crevice. You were lucky you hadn’t found a racoon nest in the chimney flue. 

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Accidental Voltage-Denki

First time trying to hold their hand. Does it go right or wrong?

Main Masterlist MHA Masterlist

+For being the pervert that Denki could be, everyone was surprised when they found out that you two hadn’t been intimate in any way. You two hadn’t even held hands. I mean they were really surprised. Denki is even surprised at himself but he really wants this to work with you. So when the time comes, he is really happy…happily electrified.

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The whole class was having a movie night and we had invited some others from the other classes. Such as Shinso, the Big Three, Tetsutetsu, and somehow Monoma. I was sitting next to Denki on the end of one of the couches while Shinso was sitting on the ground in front of me. Shinso and I grew up together, so we had always been close, which made Denki happy since he was hell-bent on being friends with the purple hair boy.

“This movie is so boring.” Denki quietly into my ear. I chuckled. I looked over at him in the dark. He was looking at the ceiling, exasperated. He let his head fall to look at me.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t pick it though.” I told him.

“Grape did.” Shinso said, leaning his head back against my knee. The two of us laugh a little too loud. Iida chided us but we couldn’t help but laugh at Shinso picking up on Class 1-A’s nickname for the littlest member of the class.

“I am surprised it’s not worse since he’s a perverted little shit.” I said.

“You’re boyfriends a perverted little shit.” Shinso said. Denki gasped dramatically, placing a hand on his chest. Shinso just rolled his eyes before turning to the movie. Denki crossed his arms and pouted.

“Denks.” I nudged him with my elbow. He looked at me with puppy eyes. I booped him on the nose and he went cross eyed for a second before grinning widely. I chuckled lightly.

I turned back to the movie and we sat in silence for a while before I got restless again. I lifted Shinso’s head off my knee so I could fold a leg under me. He looked up at me when I placed it back down. I rolled my neck and leant back into the couch. I saw a look in his eyes. I raised an eyebrow at him. His eyes darted between me and Denki.

“Come on.” He whispered. He nudged me with his shoulder. He knew that I wanted to be more intimate with Denki but was to shy. He kept pestering me about just going for it but I still wouldn’t.

“Shinso.” I snapped, shaking my head. He gave me an irritated look. We started silently argued for a minute before I was hit with a pillow at full speed. I yelped and somehow caught the pillow. I looked ahead dazed before looking around. I saw Jiro glaring lightly at me. She motioned towards Denki too. She knew too. I sighed before looking at Denki. He was giving me a confused but I just shook my head. I took the pillow though and smacked Shinso before throwing the pillow behind me.

“Bitch.” He groaned before sitting forward and away from me. I didn’t react much because I was in my head. I took a big breath before looking at Denki. He had shifted and had straitened up and had folded his knee up and was leaning an elbow on it. His other hands was laying relaxed on his thigh.

“Denki.” He turned toward me. I smiled at him and he gave me one back. “I um… I.” I stuttered and blushed. I looked down quick and I heard him chuckle. I took a big breath before looking at his hand. I lifted my hand and before backing out, I reached for his hand. I felt him tense up. I was about to retract my hand but he suddenly tightened his grip.

“Finally.” I heard Shinso whisper. I bit my lip and looked at Denki. He was blushing madly but smiling none the less. He looked over at me and then at our hands. He started bouncing a little bit. I looked back at the TV and out of the corner of my eye I was him fist pump a little. He was really excited and was still bouncing. All of a sudden, a small jolt of voltage was sent through his hand.

“Shit!” I said. Denki ripped his hand away and looked at me scared. I saw tears well up in his eyes. I started to shake my head and went to reach for him but he jerked away. He stood up and jumped over the back of the couch, running away. “Denki! Wait!”

“What’s going on?” The others noticed the commotion. They started asking questions but I ignored them to go after the sparky boy. He had run out of the building. I ran out and looked around. I caught sight of his yellow hair. He was running to the back of the main building on campus. I followed and ran onto the PE grounds.

“Denki!!” I yelled. I cupped my hands over my mouth and yelled again. I got no response.

“What are you doing?” I jumped and turned to see All Might. I held my hand to my chest. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s okay. I was just looking for Denki. He ran this way but I lost him.” I looked around.

“Oh I saw Young Kaminari run into the equipment room just a few minutes ago.” He pointed in that direction. I smiled and bowed.

“Thank you so much. All Might! Please excuse me.” I ran off but I heard him chuckle as he gave me a farewell. I ran up to the door and skidded to a stop before gently opening the door.

“Stupid!” I flinched when I heard Denki yell at himself. I walk in silently and looked around the corner to see him pacing. I watched for a moment, leaning against the wall. “I can’t believe I let that happen. I can’t even control my quirk for the sake of holding my own girlfriends hand! Damn, maybe Bakugo’s right. Maybe I am just a dunce.”

“Denki.” I whispered. He sat back against a stack of training mats, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“God, they be so disappointed. They can’t even…” He trailed off with a sigh. I silently moved from the wall and walked over to him. I gently grabbed the wrist that he was had by his face and pulled it away. He jumped but calmed down when he saw me. Without a word, I stepped closer and intertwined my hand with his.

“I am far from disappointed.” I said in honesty after a few minutes of silence. I set my free hand on his cheek, running my thumb to wipe away a stray tear. “You are not a dunce. Far from it. And you know that Bakugo doesn’t really mean it. You’re extremely smart. You just have a laid back personality and there is nothing wrong with that.”

“But I shocked you. I can’t even hold your hand properly. I could hurt you or full on electrocute you…” He began to ramble on like Midoriya. I chuckle.

“Denki. Denki. Denki!” I gripped his cheek tightly. He stopped and looked at me. “You’ve been holding my hand for over 5 minutes and nothing has happened. See?” I lifted our hands into view. He stared and I saw him relaxing. A smiled crept onto his face.

“You’re right.” He laughed with watery eyes. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He gripped hand tight before bringing it to his lips.

“And I don’t mind a shock or two here and there. If I did, I wouldn’t be dating a literal tesla coil.” I said. He laughed, eyes scrunching.

“Telsa coil, huh?” He asked. I nodded. “Hmm. I like that. Maybe I should change my hero name to that.”

“No.” I brushed his hair back. “To the world, you’re Chargebolt. You’re my telsa coil, no one elses.” I said with a mach glared. He nodded and nuzzled into my hand. “Now come on.” I stepped back and pulled him back with me. He followed me out of the equipment room. We walked back to the Heights Alliance.

“I am sorry.” He said. He was rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand. “I was just so excited to finally be holding hands with you that my excitement came out in tiny sparks I guess.”

“It is okay, Denks. I wasn’t hurt at all. I was just surprised that it happened.” I told him. He looked relieved and looked it up.

“Looks like we’re back. I really don’t want to go back in.” I could see the blush of embarrassment. I looked around and an idea came to mind.

“How about we go star gazing in the courtyard?” His eyes lit up and nodded eagerly. We walked around back instead of through the common room. We sat down at in a nice spot and just watched the stars. We were laid back and I was starting to fall asleep.

“You’re so cute.” He whispered. I turned over onto my side and looked at him through my eyelashes. He reached over and traced a knuckle over my cheek. “You and your pretty eyes.” We stared at each other in the eyes. A cold breeze blew over us that caused me to shiver. “It’s getting cold out/ How about we go back inside?”

“Okay.” He got up and reached out for me. I grabbed both of his hands in mine and he pulled me up easy. We end up standing chest to chest. I blushed and quickly pecked his cheek before taking off.

“H-hey! Get back here!” He stuttered. I laughed as he ran after me.

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We'll always be together / ( Riku x reader )

~ @bowieandqueen11 ~gave me the most BEAUTIFUL Riku story so you are getting a holiday one from me! Merry Christmas love! And to everyone!! SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE!!! 😭 I LOVE KINGDOM HEARTS!

Christmas and one of your favorite holidays, especially spending in with riku. When we were kids, he would always gifted me a paopu fruit with a Christmas bow, we still do it every year, it's one of the reasons why we ended up being lovers. At one point he didn't want to be in a relationship because of all the things he put me, kairi and sora through. I always tell him it was a mistake and we all make mistakes every day.

I zipped up my suitcase, excited to go back home. We all stayed at mickey's castle, riku didn't want to sleep alone in the castle so he got lost trying to find where I was, he then finally founded me and we cuddled to sleep.

"Y/N! I have to give you something!" Mickey said catching me at the perfect time, he handed me a box but I didn't know what was even in it, it was small and light, could it be a necklace? Or a ring? "But, what am I supposed to do if I don't know what it is?" He chuckled and took my hand. "Tonight you will know! Now you and the others have a magical Christmas!" He says hugging me, I couldn't help but wonder what this little box contains. "Are you ready love?" Riku comes down the big and beautiful staircase, "Yes! And thank you again mickey, and merry Christmas!" I say.

I face planted on the bed feeling our soft gray sheets press against my cheek, Riku couldn't help but laugh and decided to join me, "I didn't realize how much I missed our bed, I'm so happy I decided to listen to you and decorate the house before we left" he says rubbing my back. he knows how big I am when it comes to Christmas and I wanted to decorate the house before we left to Mickey's Castle, one could say it look like a christmas wonderland which was true. I built up the strength and finally got up out of the bed

I made some hot chocolate and I brought the presents, one was for me to Riku and the other was the one gift that Mickey gave me that he said was from Riku, "Honey, I specifically told you to not give me anything!" He always says that even when we were kids but he knows that I don't listen, I gave him the look that said just open it which he then did.

It was a locket and not just any locket, it was the locket shaped like our keyblades, shaped into a heart and when you open it, it was a picture of us from when we first kissed on destiny island. We sat near the ocean looking as the sun went down, I'll never forget the look he gave me, nervous and ashamed of what he had done. he was scared that he could never be that same Riku that I knew, but I told him that he will always be the same Riku that I grew up with. He took my hand and kissed me, it was like we were kids, like Tinkerbell sprinkling pixie dust and we began to fly.

"Y........Y/N....this is beautiful i-i love you so much!" He said, pulling me close and crying into my shoulder. It's very rare you see Riku cry but this time it was happy tears and I won't lie, it made me cry too, "I love you too, and just know that I will continue to keep loving you until our journeys end." I helped him put it on right away and it looks so beautiful on him. Of course it was my turn to open his gift, it was in a beautiful candy cane color box. I smirked at him but he showed no expression, I guess it was his way of not telling me what was inside the box, I opened it into my surprise it was something I thought I would never see or even think he would get.

.......... A ring...... A beautiful ring in the color of my keyblade, I was already crying before I knew what he was going to do, "My love. You have forgiven me when I put you in the rest of our friends in danger, I even hurt you but yet you still forgive me. My world was so dark. I felt like I was falling in a never ending whole of darkness until you came into my life. You show me the world is so much brighter than I made it look, you also showed me that the heartless can't take away my love for you... So please will you to the honor of being my wife? Will you marry me?"

The amount of tears that we both shed we could barely even see each other but I still screamed yes and jumped in his arms, now I know what Mickey meant about the gift he got me. This is it, this is where our journey begins and I cannot wait spend the rest of my life and even have a future family with him.

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Beauty and The Soldier

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Song preference for Tale As Old As Time - Beauty And The Beast

Listen to this as you read

Word Count: 731

Warnings: None, all fluff 

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Bucky almost couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw you walk into the room in your dress. The Avengers and others that helped defeat Thanos had a big gala thrown in their honor, and Bucky had asked you to accompany him. You were not his girlfriend, but the two of you had been getting to know each other and had an undeniable spark.

You made eye contact with him just as a classic slow song he recognized started, and he couldn’t help but stare as you headed his direction. His throat went dry, suddenly feeling nervous and excited, as if he was a teenager again.

Tale as old as time

True as it can be

You smile up at him and he can’t even speak, too stunned by how amazing you look in your ballgown. He can only offer you his hand, which you gladly take, allowing him to lead you onto the dance-floor.

Barely even friends

Then somebody bends

Unexpectedly

He intertwines his fingers with yours, placing his metal hand on your waist, almost afraid of doing the wrong thing and scaring you. Having you in his arms is enough to make his heart start beating faster, mentally cursing himself for acting childish.

Just a little change

Small to say the least

Both a little scared

Neither one prepared

Beauty and the beast

You place your other hand on his shoulder, your shy smile not fading once as you maintain nervous eye contact with the winter soldier. He begins to lead you in a slow dance, his hand on your waist very light, as if he was afraid to break you.

Ever just the same

Ever a surprise

Ever as before and ever just as sure as the sun will rise

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You stood between Bucky's thighs as he sat on the toilet, patiently letting you cleaning the bumps and bruises scattered along his face and upper body. You couldn't help but sniffle as the tears welled, trying to stay quiet. "Baby, why are you cryin?" Your husbands asked worriedly, rubbing your bump. "Y-you're hurt!" You cry, hugging around your boxers neck. "Babydoll, I'm fine!" He assures softly, pulling back to look at you. "I'm fine," he repeats, wiping your tears before kissing you.

he’d definitely consider giving up boxing the moment you told him you were pregnant 

Theoretical Thursday™ 

[jessie-cook]

fight club

bucky barnes x reader

summary: boxer!bucky where he gets knocked out in a match and y/n loses her shit bc it was a cheap shot and she takes matters into her own hands

a/n: not my gif

The familiar smell of the gym made y/n’s nose crinkle up in disgust. There was nothing like the stench of sweaty men and bleach in the morning, but it’s not like that was going to stop her from coming. Ever since she started dating the famous boxer Bucky Barnes, she was a regular at Stark’s gym (not that she ever worked out there). Even though fighting wasn’t really her cup of tea, she would always come to his matches, never missing a single one. Bucky hadn’t even asked her to come to all of them, she just wanted to. y/n was extremely proud of Bucky, and the love she had for him grew every day. However, love wasn’t the only thing that grew for him every day. If she was being honest, it was terrifying watching him up there, and fear was something she felt often. Boxing was a dangerous sport, and any match could be fatal. But, who was she to stop him from going after his dreams?

No matter how many cuts and bruises Bucky came home with, she’d always be rallying for him in his corner.

Which is why she was here now, watching from the doorway as her boyfriend warmed up in the locker room. Bucky had his lucky black gym shorts on, and his hair was pulled back into a low bun. He was completely focused on striking the hanging punching bag, so he didn’t notice she was there at first. After a few more hits, he threw his gloves on the floor and turned, a smile appearing when he noticed her there. Despite being super sweaty, Bucky jogged over to his girl and dipped her, planting a big kiss on her plush lips.

Giggling, y/n grinned at him and sat on the nearest wooden bench as Bucky opened his locker. He started pulling his actual gloves out along with his water bottle and a towel, then spun around to face her. His eyes drifted to the clock on the wall, and he swallowed, his gaze darting back to hers. Squinting, she noticed that the smile from before didn’t quite meet his eyes. Before she could mention anything about it, he plopped down on the seat next to her, and leaned over to kiss her shoulder. Crossing her arms over her chest, she stretched her legs out and leaned back a little. “Are you ready?” She asked, blinking over at him.

“Baby, I’m always ready.” He replied back, wiggling his eyebrows at her. She just rolled her eyes and gave his shoulder a soft shove. “In all honesty, yeah I’m ready. I’m not worried at all, even though it’s Killmonger up there—I’ve beat him before, I can do it again.”

Bucky’s best friend Steve Rogers walked in then, greeting her. “You’re up, Barnes.”

“Okay, Rogers.”  He mocked, slapping Steve on the shoulder.

y/n met Steve’s eyes then, a silent conversation passing between the two of them. As good at boxing as Bucky was, he was never this…cheery before a match, and it was unnerving. They wondered if he was forcing it, if he really was ready to face Killmonger once again.

That match was one of the most hair-raising matches y/n had ever watched her boyfriend compete in. He had won, just barely, and the injuries Bucky had obtained from the man who called himself Killmonger took a very long time to heal. It had been hard to watch—Killmonger certainly didn’t call himself that for no reason, and y/n was worried. In the time between their last match together and today, she had been reading up and watching videos of what Killmonger was like now. He seemed to have cultivated this image of himself, one where he beat every opponent to a bloody pulp. And even though she believed that Bucky was an incredibly gifted boxer, she wasn’t completely confident that he would come out on top today.

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Right from the second Bucky stepped in the ring, y/n knew something was off. Not with Bucky of course, but with Killmonger. The first thing she noticed was that he was bigger than he was last time (which didn’t exactly surprise her), but then she noticed something else. Killmonger wasn’t even loosening up. He was just leaning against the ropes, a sadistic smirk on his face. It was like he didn’t care about this match, and the smile made it seem like he knew he already won. It made her nervous, and the pit in the bottom of her tummy felt like a rock. Bucky looked over at her, giving her a thumbs up and a quick wink. She tried to shoot him a smile, but she was sure it was more of a grimace than a smile.

Within minutes, the match had begun, and y/n watched warily from the sidelines. Steve stood close by, his hands shoved in his pockets. Bucky stayed up and focused on his toes within the first round, but y/n could see the confusion in his eyes. Killmonger wasn’t doing anything, he was just dodging every punch that Bucky threw at him.

When the bell signaled for the next round to start, y/n’s heart nearly stopped. Where Killmonger had been dodging Bucky’s punches before, he was now throwing punches back three times as hard. But he made it look effortless—like he wasn’t even trying. And Bucky was trying so hard to dodge and throw punches back, but with every passing minute, she could see that he was starting to hesitate.

He couldn’t find Killmonger’s Achilles’ heel.

Turns out, the one second of hesitation was all Killmonger needed to swoop in. The second Bucky hit the mat, y/n wanted to throw up. Bucky—her Bucky, was on the ground and he wasn’t getting up. Get up get up get up repeated in her head like a mantra, and her eyes refused to part from the gut-wrenching scene in front of her. She wasn’t even sure what happened, just knew that a moment of hesitating cost Bucky the match, and allowed Killmonger to get a swift knockout punch in.

“Get up.” Killmonger snarled, kicking Bucky in the head. The band that was in Bucky’s hair snapped then, his hair spilling out around him, mixing with the small flecks of blood on the white mat. He was down and out—and Killmonger just kept laying into him, kept kicking and punching, and Bucky wasn’t moving. The crowd was silent, watching in shock; no one seemed to know what to do. It wasn’t until a laugh bubbled out of Killmonger that broke the spell. Within seconds, the arena exploded in chaos, the sudden cacaphony of noises ringing in her ears. y/n wasn’t exactly sure what happened, one second the ref and Steve were rushing towards Bucky and the next she was jumping into the ring, tears blurring her vision.

“You son of a bitch!” She hissed, turning her gaze on Killmonger, who had been shoved away from Bucky. He was surprised that someone had jumped into the ring, especially someone who so obviously did not belong there.

“Slow down there, sweetheart.” Killmonger said smoothly, wiping the trickle of blood from his nose with the back of his hand.

“He was already down, why’d you keep going?” She continued to shout, hands flying around her in agitation. Killmonger just blinked at her, amusement dancing in his eyes. That was it—that look in his eyes is what made her snap, and before either of them could register what had happened, y/n’s fist had been launched in the center of his smug face, the crack of a broken bone echoing in her ears. He stumbled back a few steps, the ropes stretching as his body fell backwards into them. Killmonger’s hand came up to cup his nose, blood spilling from the spaces in-between his fingers.

y/n flicked her middle finger up at him and spun on her heel, jogging over to where Bucky was being carried out of the ring.

“Holy shit, did you just really do that?” Steve asked, his eyes wider than they had ever been.

y/n just shrugged. She had never been violent before, but there was no way in hell she had been planning on letting Killmonger leave without something of his broken.

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Later, when Bucky had awoken in the safety of their shared room, he immediately started to chuckle, despite the several broken ribs he was sporting. Apparently, his consciousness had came in and out, and he had witnessed the punch that would surely be in the headlines within the next few hours, if they weren’t already.

“Remind me never to cross you, doll.”

“Hey! I was protecting your honor.” She pouted, crossing her arms.

“My knight in shining armor! Man, how did I get so lucky?” Bucky muttered, grinning cheekily at y/n, who just rolled her eyes and knuckled at her eyes. The bed creaked as he sat up a little, pulling her down on top of him. “Better.” He mumbled, pressing his nose into her hair.

“Bucky, how bad do you think I got him?” y/n asked after a moment of silence.

“Well, Steve said you straight up broke his nose, so…”

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Firefight

A/N: Im always a sucker for “I thought I lost you” kisses @a-heart-adorned I hope it’s okay I picked Bucky but I didn’t have a character in the request. If you want one with someone else please let me know :)

You hate the smell of a bonfire. When Bucky has had a hard night he always comes home smelling like a bonfire. No matter how long he showers you swear the smell clings to him and you’re absolutely terrified every time your phone rings when he’s gone.

When Steve, the firehouses Captain and Bucky’s best friend, calls your heart is in your throat.

“H-hello?” You stammer into the phone.

“Hi Doll. He’s okay but heading to the hospital, he got burned pretty bad.”

“Which hospital?” You demand climbing out of the cocoon of blankets you’ve made on the couch. It was the last night of Bucky’s shift and you’ve always refused to go to bed without him on the last night.

“You don’t-“

“Steven Grant you tell me what hospital he’s at right now or I swear to god I’ll call your wife.” You snap, knowing that an angry pregnant Peggy is something Steve would rather avoid.

“Alright, alright, he’s going to Mercy General. The EMT’s just took him.”

“Thank you.” You slide your shoes on and grab your purse and climb into your car. Your heart is racing as you drive through the nearly empty streets, you’re going too fast and the flashing lights of a cop car show up in your rear view mirror.

“Damn!” You swear pulling over. The officer climbs out and makes his way to your car.

“Man I was hoping you were gonna be Bucky.” Sam says shining his flashlight into your car.

“Fuck! Sam! You ass hole.”

“Woah.” Sam looks shocked for a second then realization dawns. “Sweetheart is he-“

“He’s at Mercy. Steve said it wasn’t too bad but I don’t know.” You choke out the last part of the sentence as tears flood your vision.

“Follow me.” Sam says heading back to his car then pulling in front of you. Cars move out of your way and lights stay green cutting your travel time in half and before you know it you’re running into the hospital.

“Ex-ex-excuse me,” you pant at the woman at the front desk, “I’m lo-lo-looking for James Barnes. He’s a fire-firefighter that was just brought in.” She types on her computer for a second.

“And how are you related to him?” She asks calmly not looking up from the screen.

“I’m his wife.” You pass her your ID and she matches it to the emergency contact on his record.

“He’s in surgery now. I’ll have one of the doctors come talk to you as soon as they’re done.”

“Surgery? What do you mean? Steve told me it was a burn.”

“I don’t have much information for you at this time ma’am.”

“Why is my husband in surgery?” You demand and that’s when the smell hits you. Bonfire. “Steve.” You choke out as you turn, not needing to look to know it’s him.

“I got you Doll. Come on, let’s go sit.” He soothes wrapping an arm around you.

“I wanna know what’s going on.” You demand half heartedly as he leads you to some seats.

“I know Doll. Sam’s gonna get as much information as he can. I’ll tell you what I know but let’s sit down.” You sit next to him and he sighs deeply. “Buck and I went into one of the buildings, we had some guys trapped on the other side of a door, a beam has fallen from the ceiling and was blocking it. They were working on it with an axe but it was taking too long so we went in to work from the other side. We got the guys out and Buck was bringing up the rear, you know how he is, I wasn’t paying attention and another beam fell. He shoved me out of the way but got caught instead. It ripped his sleeve clean off and nearly took his arm with it. We got him out in less than three minutes and the ambulance had him on his way here less than five later. I called you as soon as I could, we had to finish with the fire first.”

“I just need you to tell me he’s gonna be okay. I don’t care if it’s a lie. I just need to hear it.”

“He’s gonna be okay.” Steve says and you bury yourself into his side. Sam comes over a few minutes later and sits across from you and Steve.

“It shouldn’t be much longer, I wish I could stay but I gotta get back on patrol. Steve you want me to swing by and let Peg know what’s going on?”

“Yea, let her know there’s nothing she can do down here and to please, for the sake of the baby, get some sleep.”

“You know she’s probably gonna wanna come down here.” Sam chuckles, Peggy did what she wanted and Steve was usually powerless to stop her.

“Tell her I’ll cancel that baby massage that I have set up for her if she comes down here.” You murmur, you don’t need to be worried about another person. And Steve is right, there isn’t anything she can do.

“Will do. Call me with news.” He says then heads out of the hospital.

You and Steve sit in anxious silence. It feels like hours but it’s probably only forty-five minutes or so.

“Mrs. Barnes?” A man comes out of the operating rooms and when you nod continues, “my name is Dr. Banner. Your husband got very lucky, we were able to reattach his arm pretty easily the cut was clean. Much cleaner than we would’ve thought. He does have third degree burns on his arm but those should heal up just fine. We want to keep him here for 24 hours but you can go into his room. I doubt he’ll be conscious much but you’re welcome to stay the night. He’s in room 1217.”

“Thank you.” You blurt before hurrying down the hallways to where Bucky is. Steve is close behind you until you get to the room.

“Go ahead Doll. I’ll come in in a bit.” You nod then slip into Bucky’s room. He’s got a large white bandage on his arm and it goes up onto his shoulder then across his chest. He looks so peaceful, you half hope he doesn’t wake when you move one of the chairs to sit next to him. You gently take his uninjured hand in yours and press a soft kiss to the back of his hand then hold it between both of your hands. You’ve never been so grateful to see his chest rise and fall. Steve taps on the door then peeks in.

“He’s out. Go home to your wife Steve.” You tell him softly, “I’ll text any updates.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yea. Nothing you can do here but sit and worry. At least there you’ll have Peg.”

“Please call if you need anything.”

“Can you take Winnie for the night?”

“Yea, sometimes I think Peg loves that dog more than she loves me.” He says knowing it’ll earn him a smile from you. He presses a soft kiss to the crown of your head.

“Get off my woman Rogers.”

“Buck!” You whip your head around so fast that you’re not sure how it stays attached to your head, “oh my god you’re awake.” Tears fill your eyes and he gives your hand a squeeze.

“Hi baby. No tears okay? I’m okay.”

“Good to see you awake Punk. I’ve been ordered home by your wife but if you need me to stay I will.”

“Nah, no need to make a fuss about me. I’m fine.” Bucky says and you can’t stop the tears streaming down your face. He’s awake.

“Call if you need anything.” Steve says on his way out the door.

“Baby please don’t cry.” Bucky says, “it’s not fair, I can’t take care of em.”

“I thought I lost you. When Steve called, oh god Buck.”

“C’mere.” He mumbles and you do, he tugs your hands and you kiss him. You let go of his hand to hold his face and he tangles his hand in your hair. “I’m here,” he murmurs against your lips, “I’m not going anywhere.” You press several kisses to his face, each touch of your lips to his skin practically screams ‘he’s here he’s here he’s here’.

“I was so worried. So worried.” You mumble between kisses.

“I’m sorry. It woulda killed him.”

“Don’t be sorry, just be careful.” You whisper, resting your forehead against his, “I love the hell out of you James Barnes.”

“I love the hell out of you too.” He hums before pulling your lips back to his.

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Day 10

Pairing: Firefighter!Bucky x Reader Summary: You slip off the ladder but thankfully your neighbour is there.  Word count: 638

Previous day

It probably wasn’t your best idea.  

You were already clumsy to begin with, add snow and a ladder to the mix and it really was a disaster waiting to happen.

But it was Christmas and you were dying to put your lights up.

So, dressed in about 6 layers, snow boots and all with your lights wrapped around your shoulder you climbed rung after rung. You were nearly to the top when it happened. You felt your foot slip before your hands did and then you were falling.

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Tell Me A Lie

Summary: When the reader gets cursed to speak only the truth, she has to be very careful about what she says around Dean, the man she has secretly loved all her life.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x reader

Word Count: 2,383

Warnings: Swearing.

“Anything?” You asked Sam, who just sighed and shook his head, looking up at you apologetically. You huffed out in frustration, raking a hand through your hair. You couldn’t believe this. All the crap that the Men of Letters had in their archives, and nothing to help you break this stupid witch’s curse.

“So what, I’m just going to be like this forever?” You mumbled, watching Sam immersed deep in thought.

“No, no. We’ll fix you. Maybe Dean found something. You’ll be fine.”

Silence fell over the library, as you both stared at the bundle of books before you, all of them proving useless.

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This “God Creating Things” series by @lonnieiiv on TikTok is HILARIOUS!

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Alpha!Steve x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Bucky

Pairings: Alpha!Stucky x Reader

Request: Oh yay! Alpha!Steve x Omega!reader x Alpha!Bucky hold their pups for the first time and it’s all fluffy and they tear up a bit

Warning: it’s FLUFFY

Word Count: 373

Steve and Bucky stare wide-eyed at each other and then down at the babies that they held. Small enough for them to simply hold their entire bodies with their hands. “Oh,” Steve whispers cradling his son to his chest, “oh, oh, oh.” Bucky swallows thickly at the sight of his pups, tears burning the back of his eyes as he’s handed his daughter. “Hi,” he murmurs to her, nuzzling her cheek. Bucky inhales deeply, taking in the fresh, newborn scent, taking in the smell of his daughter. He’s in love, so in love. She looks up at him with his mother’s eyes and he swoons, “Oh my goodness, you’re so beautiful. My pup, so gorgeous.” Steve laughs tearfully and uses his shoulder to wipe away the tears that fell before bringing his son up to his face and pressing his forehead gently onto his own. “Hi pup,” he smiles. The baby coos in response and Steve chuckles bringing him back down and cradling him. 

“Are you happy,” Y/n asks softly from their bed, Steve and Bucky have been insistent that it be a homebirth. 

The boys look up at her and nod quickly. “Of course,” Bucky says beaming, he looks down at their pup and laughs, “yes!” Steve stands up and moves to sit next to her. “Thank you,” he whispers into her hair, “thank you so much.”

“I love you,” Bucky whispers watching his mates, “so, so much.”

Y/n smiles and beckons for him to join them on the bed. He shakes his head and looks down at the pup in his arms, “I don’-”

“You won’t drop her Alpha,” Y/n smiles encouragingly, “Please? I want a kiss.” Bucky takes a deep breath and nods, smiling nervously he stands up and slowly makes his way over to his mates. He sits down and when Y/n puckers her lips for him as he leans down and presses a gentle and soft kiss to her. She sighs when he pulls away and leans back against the mountain of pillows behind her, “Thank you. I love you too, Bucky.”

“What about me?” Steve asks nuzzling into her neck. 

She giggles and turns to face him, giving him a kiss too, “I love both of my Alphas.”

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American Dream

summary: bucky wants to give your daughter the life he never had. - based on the prompt ‘someday i’ll take you both away from all this.’

pairing: bucky barnes x female reader

warnings: tooth rotting fluff, lil bit sad but mostly fluff and a very poorly written ending weeee

word count: 1.4k (this is acc quite short for me wow) 

A/N: in this house, we LOVE dad!bucky !!!!!!!! i’ve had this in the notes on my phone legit since like February so i thought i’d finally sift through it, edit it a lil and post it !

as always this is unedited bc i’m a lazy piece of shit so pls b kind !

as always, feedback is greatly appreciated, come yell at me and tell me your secrets here!

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“Is she asleep yet?” Bucky mumbled, his lips pressing soft kisses against your clothed shoulder as he stood behind you, arms winding around your waist as you stood facing the window, his face nuzzling into the crook of your neck as you both rocked from side to side.

“She’s getting there, she never takes this long to fall asleep though.” You whispered back as you continued to rock the sleeping child in your arms back and forth gently. Bucky agreed with a yawn and removed himself from you.

“Let me try.” You nodded and turned to Bucky, gently passing the bundle of blankets into his arms. The brunette smiled, kissing your cheek softly before looking down to his baby girl, her soft eyes (exactly like her fathers) fluttering closed as he began to hum and rock her gently.

“Are you humming Stairway to Heaven?” You laughed quietly, a tired smile pulling on your lips as Bucky nodded proudly. “You’re really humming our child to sleep with Led Zeppelin?” Bucky shrugged and looked to you with a cheesy grin before looking back to Winnie.

“She loves ‘em, takes after her old man.” He teased, tired eyes never leaving the tiny human in his arms. You were completely in awe of Bucky, the man who was seen as a threat for so many years, who involuntarily worked for Hydra and completed unspeakable tasks was now standing in your shared bedroom with your month old daughter in his arms and his heart on his sleeve.

In the months leading up to Winnie arriving, Bucky was a mess. Getting a very heavily pregnant Avenger into the medical bay - which was eight floors below where your shared floor was situated - was a entire mess on its own. Bucky made sure you both attended every parenting class, read every parenting book possible and even got Steve, Sam and Tony to help baby-proof the entire floor and common room.

Bucky never left your side, his hand holding yours through every part, even when he felt like you were going to crush his flesh hand into pieces. But when Winnie was born, Bucky fell in love instantly; every bad moment, every bad day, every single mistake and error throughout his hundred years of life had melted away as he looked at his baby girl for the first time, he had never felt so content than he did in that moment.

The soldier cried the first time he held his daughter, he cried when the three of you sat together on your hospital bed and he cried when you declared that you wanted to name Winnie after his mother since she never got the chance to know her granddaughter.

“How do you do that?” You asked in defeat as Bucky tore his gaze away from Winnie to look at you. You were now laying on your shared bed, a pillow tucked underneath your chin as you gazed at Bucky and Winnie.

“Do what doll? Be father and husband of the year?” Bucky teased quietly, slowly pacing back and forth, still rocking Winnie gently.

“No smart-ass, get her to sleep so easily. She never goes down that easy with me.” You whined as Bucky laughed quietly and moved to put Winnie in her crib, quiet sleepy gurgles leaving her as Bucky set her down gently.

“Honestly doll, I don’t know what it is - maybe it’s Led Zeppelin.” He teased, turning back to face his love. You sighed and shook your head, reaching your arms out and making grabby hands at Bucky. He pulled you up from the bed, arms wrapping around your waist as you snuggled into his chest. “Someday, I’ll take you both away from all this.” He whispered softly. Your tired eyes looked up at Bucky with furrowed eyebrows.

“Away from what?” Bucky sighed and held onto you tighter, his lips pressing delicate kisses to the crown of your head.

“From this, from the tower and the constant danger.” You pulled back from his chest and watched as he smiled softly, his hands leaving your waist to hold your flushed cheeks in his palms.

“We’ll get a house in the suburbs, close enough to the city that we can still travel in but far enough away that we don’t hear every taxi in New York beeping it’s horn.” He grinned. “We’ll get a house big enough for the three of us, maybe a few extra rooms for whoever may join us in the future and a spare room for Sam because knowing him, he’ll move in at some point.”

Tears welled in your eyes and you were struggling to hold them in as Bucky placed feathery kisses across your face. You were overwhelmed, you knew that Bucky loved you but you had no idea he wanted to move out of the city and start a somewhat normal suburban life. The thought of Bucky teaching Winnie to play soccer and holding family barbecues every Sunday made your heart burst with pride and adoration.

“You’d really do that?” Bucky nodded, thumbs brushing away the small tears that slipped down your cheeks. “You’d leave the City and move into a big house with a white picket fence?” Bucky nodded again and gave you a watery smile.

“You feel like Brooklyn in the summertime.”

“Full of angst and constantly busy?”

“Full of creativity and warmth, love and compassion. You’re like a breath of fresh air in a busy city and I know that if we stay in this Tower for the rest of our lives, we’ll begin to regret it.” He sighed heavily. “I love the team with my entire heart but you and Winnie are my entire heart. I want Winnie to have the life I never had. I grew up in the mean streets of Brooklyn and was shipped off to fight a war I never wanted any part of.” Bucky’s bottom lip quivered slightly as he looked over at Winnie’s sleeping form and then back to you, his dark eyes a few shades lighter as tears filled them.

“I want our baby to have the full American dream. I want her to have a tire-swing in the backyard and have her friends over for sleepovers. I want her to fall in love even if it means I have to kick some kid’s ass because they’ve broken my baby’s heart. I want Winnie to grow up in a house that feels like a home and to feel loved every second of her little life.”

You pulled away from Bucky completely, untangling yourself from his arms and moving to stand next to Winnie’s crib, her soft snores echoing throughout the room as you held a hand out for Bucky. He sniffled and wiped his nose on his sleeve before taking your hand and standing next to you, fingers intertwined with yours as you both looked down at your sleeping daughter.

“As long as you are in her life, she’ll know nothing but love, happiness and fun.” You gave Bucky a reassuring smile. “We could be anywhere in the world and as long as you’re there holding both our hands, we’d be okay. You are our life James.” Bucky bit down on his lower lip and shook his head slightly, pulling you into a bone crushing hug. Bucky held you tighter than he had ever before, quietly repeating that he loved you in your ear as if it was the last three words he would ever say.

“You are way more than I ever bargained for but I don’t think I’d ever be able to live without you.” Bucky mumbled as he continued to hold you against him, your hands running soothingly up and down his back as he spoke. “You’ve given me the greatest gift in the entire universe.” You heart swelled at Bucky’s heartfelt words, knowing that he meant every single word.

“I adore you James.” Bucky chuckled quietly, squeezing you gently before pulling back and looking down to Winnie then looking back to you once more, a cheeky look settling on his tired features.

“I love you Y/N but I love Winnie more. You’re definitely a close second though.”

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ready to comply, to you

summary: i got this amazing prompt where the winter soldier gets triggered to come out and play, but instead of taking orders from whoever set it off, bucky stays obedient to the reader

warnings: violence, a little bit of angst

“Longing, rusted, seventeen.”

A scream tears its way from your throat as realization hit heavy like a truck. “NO!” You jerk your gun up with no hesitation, aim nailed straight between the eyes of your target - some ex-marine gone dark side. He wasn’t intimidating in a traditional sense, but the act of him digging a piece of paper from the pocket that lay over his breast and reciting those damned words you never thought you’d hear in this lifetime was enough to make your blood run cold.

“Daybreak, furnace, nine.”

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