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rosietrace · 2 years

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Can I kiss you for VicYasu, AzuCarol, NanoGrey, EmilFrisk and Eikichi Azrail

You can do less if its too much. ^^

Oho.... You underestimate my ambition/procrastination skills

OC's: Azrail, Grey, Frisk, Victoria, Azure

Ships: Azure x Carol, Grey x Nanoya, Frisk x Emil, Azrail x Eikichi, Victoria x Yasuno

Warning: Favoritism in terms of writing in Victoria's part cause it's longer than the others- TvT

{ Possibly NSFW? Idk tbh }

{ Apologies for any out of character moments }

{ Azrail x Eikichi }

Busy with his notepad looking at his newest herbology invention, Azrail scribbled down ideas on how to improve the invention with Eikichi next to him.

Hm.... Should I add a router that absorbs sunlight to let it work?... Azrail asked himself, looking at the many ideas he had for his invention. He sighed, crossing out two of the ideas.

Eikichi hummed."Guessing those two didn't make enough sense?" He asked. Azrail turned to him and sent a discreet nod in response.

"Pretty much. They didn't add much logic to help contribute to the inventions improvement, so I simply crossed them out. However I will look into them just in case..." Azrail explained, giving his notepad to Eikichi.

Eikichi raised his eyebrows a bit when he looked into the notepad."Damn, you put all of your ideas in here..." He muttered. Azrail scoffed quietly, silently offended that Eikichi assumed that he didn't have more ideas.

"I'll have you know that my brain has more than a few ideas to help with my inventions." He let out a 'hmph' right after pushing up his glasses.

Eikichi snickered, and nodded."Right...." He trailed off of his sentence as an idea appeared in his mind.

He looked at Azrail, wearing a slightly cheeky smile."Az..." Hearing his nickname being called, Azrail turned his attention back to Eikichi.

"What is it?" He questioned, raising a brow in suspicion. Eikichi smiled somewhat brighter before he looked at Azrail and asked...

"Can I kiss you?"

For a moment.... Azrail blinked, and eventually dropped the screwdriver he was holding.

Eikichi began to chuckle as Azrail's cheeks began to burn a bright red. Almost as red as his pomegranate colored eyes.

"I beg your pardon-"

"I'm pretty sure I don't need to repeat myself in your presence, Az."

For a couple moments, Azrail remained silent... Eikichi assumed that he felt uncomfortable by the question and hummed awkwardly.

"Ah... We don't have to, I was just-"

Suddenly, Eikichi felt his lips against his own as Azrail tugged on his shirt to pull his close to him.

They eventually pulled away to catch a breath or two.

Azrail panted slightly as he looked at Eikichi's relatively shocked expression.

He scoffed, smirking as he stared at him. Lovingly, but teasingly.

"You could've asked a bit quicker... I would've given you more than a kiss."

{ Grey x Nanoya }

She grunted, throwing another punch at him as he narrowly dodged that attempt as well.

Grey decided to take Nanoya to her personal training grounds in Goldstein and suggested that they'd have a spar or two while they're in there.

Sure, Nanoya was surprised... But he couldn't exactly back away from it after Grey continuously teased him about not wanting to lose.

So now, he's finding himself narrowly dodging her punches and kicks.

Is it just me or she getting more aggressive- Nanoya flinched as Grey was about to kick him in the crotch again, before narrowly dodging it yet again.

But then Grey somehow tripped on her tail and was about to faceplant onto the ground until Nanoya caught her.

"... Thanks." She says after all Nanoya heard from her were frustrated grunting. He hummed awkwardly as he helped her up.

"You shouldn't be overexerting yourself too much. Your movements were more aggressive but that was at the cost of a lot of energy.." Nanoya stated as he picked up a towel and threw it at Grey, who managed to catch it before it landed on the ground.

She groaned."Yeah yeah, I'll be more careful from now on..." She rolled her eyes, hiding her amused smile behind the towel.

Grey put the towel over her shoulders."Hopefully I didn't further increase your fear of women." She joked, silently hoping it didn't make him uncomfortable.

Nanoya chuckled awkwardly."Well... You technically did." A drop of sweat fell down her forehead as she sent him a semi-awkward smile.

"Ah... Sorry."

"No need to, its in your nature to be like that."

"Is- Is that supposed to be an insult or a joke."

"Take it as you will..."

As he awkwardly tugged on his towel, Nanoya inhaled sharply before turning to Grey."Grey..." He called her name. She looked at him, tilting her head slightly as she walked towards him.

"Yeah?"

He blushed a bit, smiling rather awkwardly.

"Can... I kiss you?"

After a moment of silence... Grey sent him a playful smirk."Alright..." Nanoya gulped a bit as she walked closer towards him.

"But... We may go a bit further than that."

Nanoya sighed, pulling her a bit closer.

"I'm... Prepared for what you'll do to me."

And... Well I'm not going to go into the details cause I'm pretty sure he got more than a kiss-

{ Frisk x Emil }

Calmly painting the rose bushes in heartslabyul, Emil watched as Frisk delicately painted the white roses red with a heartwarming smile.

"You seem to like the roses..."

Frisk chuckled a bit as she looked at Emil."I suppose so. They're quite pretty, so I tend to take the time to admire them every once in a while..." She said, a slight dust of blush on her porcelain skin.

Emil hummed."I see..." He muttered, continuing to paint the roses Frisk assigned to him.

I'll admit, she's right... They are beautiful. Emil thought as he painted over another rose petal. He looked at Frisk for a moment, and his eyes widen.

Sure, he knew Frisk was beautiful. She's called the beauty of heartslabyul for a reason, after all. But still...

The way the wind flew against her hair, the soft smile on her face... And how the sun illuminated her so gorgeously that... Emil wouldn't have believed she was actually a person.

He blushed, looking away as he assumed Frisk caught him in the act. Fortunately for him she didn't. Instead, she hummed a few tunes as she continued to peacefully paint the roses.

Feeling somewhat bold, Emil inched a bit closer to Frisk. To the point her bare shoulders (she was wearing a tank top to prevent paint on her sleeves) touched his own.

She yelped a bit, attempting to hide her embarrassment by covering her dusted red cheeks with her equally red hair. Once again, Emil admitted that such habits were cute.

"S-Sorry..." She whispered, her cheeks getting even redder from pure embarrassment. Emil hummed softly as he too attempted to hide his embarrassment.

"Its nothing to worry about..." He murmured, deciding to distract himself by continuing the process of painting the roses. As did Frisk.

Both were completely unaware of how close in proximity they actually were after 30 minutes.

Suddenly, Emil had an idea. Seeing as he's been wanting to be more affectionate with Frisk...

"Frisk..."

Frisk hummed in confusion."Y-Yes...?" She responded shyly.

Emil put down his paintbrush.

"Can I ki-"

.... And that was the moment where they both realized how close in proximity they actually were.

Let's just say Frisk was too embarrassed and almost passed out

{ Azure x Carol }

Azure and Carol were together in his room, as Carol was helping Azure take down his notes for algebra.

"For someone so well versed in literature, you aren't exactly the best in algebra." She joked, as Azure rolled his eyes playfully.

"It's not exactly simple for everyone. Quite frankly I'd say I'm good enough at algebra to give me a passing grade." He said, pushing up his glasses.

Carol giggled."Right... But in return, you'll teach me french." She suggested, easily managing to pique his interest.

"Oh?" He chuckled, "I'll be sure to help you with whatever you have trouble with in french, Carol."

She smiled."Thanks, Azure." The latter hummed, before he kissed the back of her hand affectionately.

"It is no problem, Mon tout..." He smiled at her, as she smiled at him in return.

Carol smiled affectionately as she and Azure continued to take down notes. As Azure was reading the formula, she felt relaxed... Even when he wasn't reading a novel, his voice managed to soothe her relatively easily.

But then... Carol had a totally brilliant idea.

"Hey.... Azure."

Azure put down his textbook to look at his girlfriend. He rose a brow, waiting for her to ask whatever question she may have.

"... Can I kiss you?"

Azure dropped his pen in shock, as he was now in a completely flustered state. Carol had to admit herself, it's always adorable to see him like this.

"U-Um..."

"Eh- Well, it's just a suggestion. We don't have to do it if you're uncomfortable with it right now." She laughed awkwardly, trying to defuse the tension.

Azure sighed, his silence wavering before he took Carol's hand and smiled.

"Yes. You can."

Carol's eyes widen in surprise as her cheeks became a bit red, before she eventually smiled.

Soon, they found themselves in each other's arms, with their lips against one another.

Once they pulled away, Azure grinned."I love you, Carol.." he said, kissing the top of her head.

In response, Carol smiled back.

"I love you too."

{ Victoria x Yasuno }

As she wrote down her alchemy notes Victoria pondered on her date with Yasuno last week.

It wasn't exactly unenjoyable, I was quite fond... Not that I'd ever admit it to that obnoxious pillock... She thought as she wrote down the ingredients for the poison she created.

Then again... It wasn't like she was smiling by thinking back at the date. Not at all.

Victoria sighed, narrowing her eyes to the side as she recognized a disgustingly familiar presence.

"... I know you're there, Yasuno." She scowled as Yasuno walked towards her in amusement.

"Aw... Don't be like that, villainess. I'm sure you quite enjoy my presence deep down." He teased as he was about to caress her cheek before she inevitably smacked his hand away.

"I'd rather not let your hand get on my cheeks. I might catch an infection."

"Well that's rather harsh of you to say..."

"You call me a villainess, I'll act like a villainess." She sent him a glare as he smirked at her.

So beautiful... He thought, looking into her menacing sapphire eyes. In general, she was intimidating. So naturally, Yasuno can see why nobles are slightly scared of her. If not more than he expected.

He hummed as he sat next to her, further increasing her annoyance. But she wasn't pushing him away, so there's that.

She scoffed, continuing to write down her alchemy notes.

"So... What exactly are you writing down that notepad of yours, angel?" Victoria felt the urge to snap her quill in half by the sound of one of many of Yasuno's nicknames for her.

"Alchemy notes. However it should be obvious that I don't intend on having you help me, no matter how much you excel in the subject." She stated blankly, fighting the urge to snap her quill in half.

Yasuno gasped dramatically."How cruel of you, my angel... My villainess... The most beautiful woman in all of-"

"If you continue to say those obnoxious nicknames, I will judo flip you unconscious." Victoria threatened, her patience thinning with every second.

Yasuno chuckled."Don't be shy, angel... Tell me you like the nicknames. If not the nicknames... My voice~" he continued to tease her.

Thankfully, Victoria has mastered the art of the poker face. Which helps her hide her flustered expression

Victoria sighed."Your voice annoys me. If I heard you moan, I'd very much likely choke you to death." She remarked.

"Oh... So you want to hear me moan so you can showcase your choking kink... How lewd of you..." He responded.

Her eye twitched as her quill was on the verge of being snapped in half.

"Tell me...."

She sighed heavily, her eyes narrowing in annoyance."What." She responded, sounding almost demanding to hear what Yasuno had to say.

He chuckled.

"My villainess... If I'd kiss you.. How would you feel?"

Victoria blinked.

"... I BEG your pardon?"

He scoffed, rolling his eyes playfully.

"What I'm trying to say, sweetheart... Can I kiss you?"

Silence. Absolute silence.

But surprisingly... When Yasuno anticipated a judo flip, it didn't happen.

Victoria put down her quill and notebook, before standing up and pulling Yasuno towards her.

"Eh-"

"If we're going to... We may as well do it in a place where no one can see us."

Yet again, Yasuno gasped dramatically."Oh my! Have I finally won over the cold-hearted villainess with my charms? Have I... Seduced her to the point of no return?" He joked.

"Tsk..." She dragged him behind a nearby tree. He snickered.

"Is this truly the only place you thought of?"

"Weren't you the one who pinned me to a tree last week? Think of it as a way to reward you for not making me want to kill you."

He laughed a bit, wrapping his arms around her waist."I'll take what I can get out of you, angel..." She rolled her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Soon, they both found themselves making out behind a tree. And it even escalated a bit.

Victoria breathed heavily as she pulled away, blushing slightly.

Yasuno smiled, leaning close to her ear."It seems you enjoyed it a little too much, angel..." He whispered.

Victoria's blush increased before she walked away for a moment to get her quill and notebook. Yasuno rose a brow.

"What exactly-"

Victoria hummed."I'll admit, I enjoyed it... But it seems we'll need to continue this... In a more private setting."

She extended her hand.

"So... To my bedroom?"

Yasuno huffed in disbelief, taking her hand and kissing it gently.

"As you wish... My villainess."

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thetwstwildcard · 2 years

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🌹 Nano Lovette, DesCarol, Seraphim elysia?

"A date?" Lovette's usual smugness was gone and the faintest blush could be seen "I would have never expected you to take the first step, Nanoya" she giggled a bit.

"A date, Miss Ann?" He smiled softly, setting down his sketch book "I know of the most beautiful spot, can I have the honor of taking you there?"

"Oo, a date." Elysia smiled "I haven't been on one in quite a long time." She chuckled "I'm relying on you to show me what to do this time, Sera" the spell book smiled happily.

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angelitam · 2 years

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athenaskiddo · 2 years

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... la felicidad era como una hiedra verde que se extendía por su piel, alargando delicados zarcillos, llevando flores a través de su cuerpo...

Carol (anteriormente: El precio de la sal). De Patricia Highsmith.

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fumikomiyasaki · 10 months

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The indecisive heart

One Night, Carol left her notebook by accident in the libary and her friends found it... now it was her time to fess up about her crushes.

Lessons were over, the sun was slowly setting as Carol returned to her room. She sighed given a lot of stress was behind her and she could now slowly take a breather… but then she noticed something about her bag. It was gone… the notebook she kept about her relationships, feelings and thoughts… despair set in her heart and the stress was back. She hoped she locked the book and just left it accidentally in the Library… she was about to rush out her room but then…

She noticed commotion in the dorm and every of her friends looking at her… she noticed Keres held that same notebook in her hand… she gulped in terror as the group heard suddenly a knock.

"Hey Carol, ready for the Su… shi… oh.."

Leroy barged in but seeing the tense situation and Carol's notebook both him and Lyla put two and two together… that her friend discovered her secrets.. that they looked into the book at least.

"Carollie, Mellomar and I already went through our crushes… seems it's your turn now."

"Can you at least tell me how you got the book?"

Orion smirked. "You left it open in the Library, be lucky we found it."

She was the most terrified of what Kirsten made out of what she read already but given the situation she couldn't back down… after all they read enough and it was only fair she gave them the whole picture. So she took a deep breath.

"Lyla, Leroy… I am sorry but I won't come to Sushi night."

Leroy had a snarky smile on his face as he and Lyla sat down and spoke up

"And you think we just leave… we know most of yours anyways and… this could be fun."

Carol let out an exhausted sigh. If only today wasn't that loaded with work… if only the stress didn't make her forget it, then she wouldn't be in this situation.

'But also maybe it does help talking about this to finally make a decision myself… ' she thought to herself. The group of friends all settled down comfortable in the Ramshackle lounge. Orion seemed to keep the notebook a bit away from Melody, Carol could guess why, Melanie instead tried to chat with her and Hinata a little while Keres and Kirsten looked at her with somewhat sharp eyes, Nyphy was looking curious at Leroy's tail while he and Lyla mumbled about how many they could guess. As Carol took a deep breath to brace herself for this.

"You can ignore the first few pages, cause they are the only people that bother me."

Hinata looked down as he read 3 names that were all too familiar with him, blushing a little as some of the others in the room looked at him worried or groaned. Carol gave a disappointed look as Kirsten spoke up.

“You should have just kicked Barry, then he wouldn’t bother you.”

“That's just not the person I am… anyways I just keep these few notes to avoid people that give me headaches so, moving on.”

She knew if they badmouthed them and lingered Hinata would feel bad so she quickly derailed the topic and tried to steer them to the first candidate.

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“That one was an obvious one, it's Jamie.” Keres exclaimed pointing at the book. Melanie suddenly raised her head in surprise. “Really?! I didn’t expect you to like him too.”

“Wait… too?”

Melanie suddenly shut her mouth as if saying something she shouldn’t have said but Carol gave a satisfied nod and smile escaping her with a blush… as Kirsten coughed telling her to speak up subtly. Keres looked back at Mel.

“It was pretty obvious how she looked at him when he was training. Those eyes were staring.”

“Hey it's not only that!”

“I also saw her read a lot of books about Knights lately.” Melody smiled innocently as Carol looked back at the group. Leroy snickering in the back.

“He is just… such a gentleman to me, he puts people that bother me in place, helps me when I struggle to get through Ace and Deuce, and just being close to him… it makes my heart race… and of course as you mentioned before he is very attractive to me as well. And well it's true those books might have given me a romanticized view of Knights too but just… seeing that smirk… having him near and eating something nice with him… “

She looked off dreaming a little as Orion stood up and gave her a pat on the back.

“T-that is all I wanna say about him, anyways moving on.”

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“Hey Melody, can you get us some popcorn to snack on?” Orion exclaimed as Melody got up with a happy nod… Kirsten turned to the next page and looked serious at Carol.

“You know what we did this… why the hell is Melody's brother Rowan on here?”

Carol froze up…Leroy was about to say something as Kirsten gutted her elbow into his side. “Ouch.”

“I wanna hear it from her.”

“R-right… I didn’t want it to happen myself but… as I met him we got into talks about Flowers and I had some curiosities about certain types and its meaning, so I gave him my number and.”

“Bold Carollie… very bold.”

“I c-couldn’t help it… he has those soft eyes, this nice muscular body… this gentle nature I just… he was so sweet and I just felt more and more happy chatting with him.”

Orion laughed in the back a little as Melanie looked up at her with a smile.

“You seem to like him a lot though from how you talk… and I can get it, I love tending to flowers so it's nice to get to talk to someone.”

Hinata also nodded. “Also that blonde is a nice shade on him.”

Carol nodded with a smile. “Around him I just feel I can nerd about plants and he listens to me… as well as the flowers I got from him… I keep them dear. “

Kirsten groaned. “Urgh just move on. I don’t wanna sit here forever.”

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Melody came in with the bucket and looked at the group.

“Did I miss something?”

“Nothing important, you wouldn’t know the person anyways.”

As she said that she could feel some judgemental stares from Keres and Kirsten at her before they turned the page.

This time Melanie looked in first.

“Oh Jonas is a sweetheart, I can get you with that.”

Keres tilted their head. “But you do know that he is- Ouch my boob.”

Kirsten left a swift punch at them as if to tell Carol to continue as she pressed her fingers together.

“Yes I know and I don’t care. He brought me happiness not only by bringing me back to Piano and so honoring my friend Eve who is not here, he was nothing but a cute and sweet guy that I just love being around… “

Melody clapped her hands and smiled. “Seeing you next to each other also gives me those wholesome couple vibes.”

Carol blushed a little hearing that… Most looks at her were in approval as she carried on.

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Orion tilted her head.

“Do any of you guys know this Vigil guy?”

Lyla spoke up. “Even Leroy and I haven’t seen him yet, we at first thought she imagined him up.”

Keres perked their head up. “I do remember Carol telling me about him after I ran away from Achilles that he saved her from an attack but… that is all I know about him… can you tell us more?”

“It's a bit complicated to explain myself… he is somewhat of a guardian angel… and I mean he literally is an angel… I can’t even choose when I get to see him, he just appears, gets me out of an uncomfortable situation and has to leave again… yet… that he goes out of his way to help me and to see him like that… it does make my heart race.”

“Yes she became crazy…” Kirsten sighed. “I AM NOT.”

Melanie spoke up. “She really isn’t… I saw by accident how something like that happened and he is real…”

“Good… cause I actually thought sometimes if I dreamt him up…”

Nyphy spoke up. “So you fell for someone you literally don’t even know exists?”

Carol sighed… “Did you ever feel something if you read a book and liked a character so much you swooned for him… anyways let's just drop this all I can say is… if he is real or not… I just appreciate all he does and… I wish I could see him more often.”

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Suddenly as Keres turned the page they started blushing.

“No way, you too?”

“What is Keres?” Melody tilted her head.

Melanie looked over. “Oh my…”

“Not only does she also have Jesh on her list just like me… but Lustre and Maya are right after.”

Carol hid her face red in shame before speaking up.

“L-Listen… as I often went to the mansion to tutor Sin the three made me feel a bit homey there… I just find all three very attractive… even if Jesh’s attitude goes on my nerves… that is all, nothing more nothing less.”

As she tries to defend herself Leroy smirks as well as Orion mumbling while Lyla just avoids her face, mainly because she actually knows what has been going on in Carol's head.

“It's probably also for dir-”

Before Leroy could speak up, Lyla scruffed him by his neck as if to tell him to be quiet.

Looks were exchanged as Carol just grew in red panic and mess before them.

“It's mainly just Lustre and Maya treating me well and making me comfortable and weak, Jesh is just literally his attractiveness that draws me to him… that is my honest opinion, c-can we move on?” Keres nodded in approval as with a smile as the rest turned the page.

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Melody looked curious as she pointed at a page.

“Kalida… isn’t he from Scarabia?”

“Doesn’t he have stitches on his mouth, what is up with that?”

Carol cleared her throat.

“It is because he is part Naga… He may seem intimidating to many but getting to know him… he is to me very sweet and just misunderstood. “

“Wait, so does that mean he is Venomous?” Keres asked.

“Lennox is too and he seems to swirl around both Melody and Melanie so hush. I met him in the library and even if he is less on the talkative side, there is something charming about him… I feel he deserves love but doesn’t get it much. And his flute playing also calms me a lot.”

Orion snickered. “Something tells me you will have a lot of tall monsters on your list.”

“You… would be right in that regard but… to sum it up… I just care about Kalida a lot and hope he gets accepted more…”

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Suddenly Melody looked a bit confused.

“Carol what is this “potential” thing that is next to the name?”

"Oh! Those are people that I don’t have an actual crush on but are close to me. It could be that I have feelings but don’t realize them.”

Keres suddenly seemed more awake and looked over the book.

“No way then… then Henry Lakeside is-”

Suddenly Leroy spat the Soda he was drinking and Carol looked away from him.

“NO WAY YOU WROTE DOWN MY BOSS! WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?”

“Cause I knew you would react that way? And as said I wrote him down as potential, I could be wrong but I do like a lot about him.”

Lyla tried to calm Leroy down but he still talked.

"She deserves far better than this stuck up ass rich man. "

Carol coughed fakely as if to tell him to shut Up and he did.

"The reason I put him here is I do enjoy spending time with him. I often worry about him overworking as well as… He does look handsome and also treats me well in regards with respect and helping me as well. I feel close to him."

"Tch… it just makes me sick… his family can be so corrupt and you're just not… fine I will be quiet. "

The other girls looked more in understanding while Leroy grumbled away as Lyla noticed something.

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"Why is there an arrow to the next site?"

Carol nodded as if realizing something.

"Well… I met Nauwe thanks to Henry… and he does seem to have interest in him as well…"

Keres chuckled.

"You as well think about I can take them both-"

Once again Kirstens annoyed stare shut them up as they sat down.

"IT'S NOT THAT…I compared Henry to actually having a crush on him…he and his culture are very fascinating…and-"

"Isn't that also a guy who walks around Shirtless 24/7?"

"Keres,you can't talk."

"You two are so predictable…"

For once both Carol and Keres shrugged at the same time as Melanie and Melody laughed a little… the previous tense mood lifted and Leroy calmed down as they continued.

"Anyways another thing you will not only notice with Nauwe but with some others on this list is… I also am interested in learning other languages to understand people. More and… there is something that sends shivers down my spine when someone attempts to court someone like that."

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"You probably brought that up because of Esca right?"

Melanie had the book in her hand and asked.

"Y-yes… the way he pins me to the wall… the way he calls me Mi Amor… I am just- "

"Urgh we get it, keep it in your panties. "

Kirsten snapped at her as Carol tried to dust off something from her skirt and continued..

"It's not only that… just seeing how he takes care of his cats is precious… the way he always gives off this gentle aura… I just feel swoon by it.”

Orion leaned back and grabbed some popcorn into her mouth.

“Dang, some of the other picks seemed more exciting.”

“What did we expect from Miss Righteous?”

“Trust me, I saw some interesting things Carollie put here…”

As Keres smirked Carol shortly worried what they meant and continued.

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“And on that topic, who I put under potential was also Azure… I met him in RSA when I was on my way to teach Fabio under a tree and even though I do care a lot about him as a friend… Yuuta tries to set us up as a couple and it doesn't help."

"It's good he is out currently…"

"If he was here I knew he would just shut down any of my other crushes and push for the ones profitable to him."

Melanie spoke up after Carol complained.

"But you do actually feel something for him or else you wouldn't have put him In here."

"Yes I do enjoy Azure's company a lot and when he is near me… but just a lot makes me unsure… For one I don't wanna give Yuuta the satisfaction of thinking he got us together and I also don't even know if Azure would be interested in me romantically."

Melody and Melanie put a Hand on her shoulder.

"You can always try asking him… subtly."

"Maybe… let's move on, we still have lots to go through."

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As the next topic was brought up someone wanted to actually get out of his room but stopped as he overheard the conversation.

"Des, huh Is it alright to even talk about him when he is here in the dorm."

Carol played with her hair and blushed.

"I think the walls are thick enough for him to not hear us. But well … aside from him helping me with that wayfinder I wanted to make, he is just to me very supportive… he has that charm about him and the times he complimented me as being his model for drawing makes me happy."

"What I learned today is that Melanie, Keres and Carol are all blind to people liking them back."

"Huh?!"

As Kirsten said that bluntly all three looked confused at her as Carol explained herself.

"I just wanna be sure and don't interpret any kindness in that. But anyways… Des is just a person I can always rely on to feel well around."

From the previous door Des closed it to not give away he heard their whole conversation… This was his secret for now… as the girls moved on.

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Keres chuckled reading the next name.

"Well this one has an obvious crush on her from what I saw…"

"Oh Punch, isn't he in Kirstens dorm?"

"I don't pay attention to some nerds."

As Leroy heard her say that annoyed, he somewhat looked down.

Melody asked her more about it.

"Punch to me is somewhat of a buddy… we are in the board game club together and I get along with his sister well too… yet I only put him under potential because we are that close. But you really think he has a crush on me."

"Carollie… it is way too obvious… he always hides that blush around you."

"I-I see… I never thought people would actually be liking me this much…"

In particular Leroy, Nyphy and Kirsted stared at her judgy while Hinata chuckled.

"That you get so many following you and being close to you is proof enough."

Orion laughed."If we went by that, Keres would be popular just cause so many people chase them but that is not the case."

Keres sighed as Carol let out a chuckle.

"Either way, Punch is a sweetheart but seems often a bit too wholesome that I feel I would overwhelm him so…"

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"Wait, I thought you would stay away from Kombatra at all cost, why is Kaminari on this list?" Melanie seemed confused. She was often visiting Kierron there so she must know.

"I met him outside the dorm and we often drink tea together… he allows me to watch him train and I often join him too. He has… this very soothing aura to me and…. His eyes are really beautiful. I just feel not only safe around him… I feel like thanks to him I grow a lot myself too.”

“Angels, Deities, you really don’t shy away from anything.”

“Come to think of it, she has many long living people on her list, you know they will probably outlive you.”

“That is a risk I am willing to take… if it's to be with someone I care a lot about.”

As she said that so determined many gave her a light smile however Melanie seemed the most happy about her choices.

“But I did see how you are next to him, it feels like you are far less stressed and just happy… so I can see why he somewhat became a safespace for you.”

With a determined smile she nodded yet Lyla spoke up.

“I think we are halfway there right, who is next?”

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Eventually a sigh escaped Keres as they read the next name.

“Not you too… you also have a crush on Florence like Melanie….”

Carol flushed a little and put her finger together as Leroy spoke up.

“Oh that guy often went to our Sushi nights. I remember, today he said he was busy with the infirmary.”

“Florence not only helps me with my curiosity about medicine and getting better at taking care of others, it's so nice of him to often check up on me and see that I don’t overwork myself… “

“If that is what you care for, she does that often also if you don’t want it.”

“Keres!” Melanie looked at them as they sighed.

“I am sorry but I just really can’t stand it, It always feels so off.”

“That is fine, you don’t have to like him, but I really adore how sweet he can be with his comments and how well he reacts to praise… it's cute to make him blush.”

Melody chuckled. “He really is cute, I understand.”

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Keres laughed at the next choice.

“Guess many of us can agree on Daido but I am surprised… you do know he does cause a lot of destruction right?”

This was the first time Carol actually stood in silence searching for an explanation but then she spoke up.

“I feel he needs someone to be there to calm him and take care of him… he always seems so tired… as well as he has Kimi to take care of. “

“‘I can fix him’ mentality huh… but I can understand you crushing on him, have you seen his body?”

Kirsten once again punched the back of the head from Keres to keep them from speaking, visibly tired from listening to this…

“Given he is already pretty popular I hardly think I have a chance but… That doesn’t stop me from maybe having some hopes… and I do also enjoy just helping him out with school work.”

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Melody got curious, flipping the page.

“But you noted Raede as well?”

As the group looked into the book they gasped a little, Kirsten having a small smirk that already bodes terrible to her too.

“Dos of all people too… you really are after Single fathers huh? Isn’t he also the one who beat up someone till he was bloody?”

“I never said my taste is perfect… but I still have people on my list that have the potential to change or just didn’t murder anyone.”

“You never know-”

Melanie tried to break up the commotion by commenting.

“Anyways, can you tell us why you like them?”

“Right… Raede in all not only that I take care of Raysel, he is very sweet in giving me flowers, as well as often spending time with him in the greenhouse and talking about some Romance stories is calming… even if I myself also have fallen for Daido, I feel Raede also deserves more people who appreciate him. Dos meanwhile… I did go for an exchange to DAC where two of my crushes came from and just seeing those big eyes look at me as I played with trinity and told something about me, he seemed a very sweet listener even if a bit odd.”

“To me this only sounds you are into di-”

“Tch…” Leroy shivered as Kirsten had this glare at him again.

“Alright I stop before Kirsten punches me again.”

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“So let me guess, Parker also started a crush from that exchange?”

Hinata sighed as he looked at the picture they had as Kirsten gave him a punch in the arm.

“We get it if you like blondes… Carol, do you even know anything about this man?”

“Not much actually… but the time I was at the exchange program… there was just something about him that drew me in… he watched out for me… he did also show me how to use a gun a little…”

“And you didn’t ask yourself that it's odd that he knows very well how to use one?” “Kirsten… he is from a combat school.”

“So you know him well Kirsten?” Melanie asked.

“I heard rumors… he is polite I must admit but… I would watch out.”

Carol gave a nod. “If I ever feel unsafe I will back off.”

“Tch you all are pathetic and hopeless with your crushes really.”

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She sat back and drank some soda as Leroy watched her curiously, Lyla sighing next to him.

“Explain to us more why you have not one but two Vampires on your list?”

Keres pointed to the pages of Damien and Daniel next to another.

“Come on you say that like you don’t stare at Alucard a lot despite him being hella intimidating.”

“This is about you, not me.”

Carol sighed and suddenly flushed red thinking about the both.

“Damien is to me just very much like one of the book protagonists I would fall for… how many times he pulled me to the side and protected me…Those red striking eyes that looked at me in interest, he often also catched my fall… hah…there is something very attractive about him.

Daniel on the other hand… I managed to help him with his troubles through training.”

“I saw this ‘training’ . It seemed more like a free pass to stare at him.”

“It's more so I try to understand him more, but you would also be right that he does often get me a little more to be a mess, often his comments make me slip up and make me blush like crazy… but it's more so me wanting to guide him to a better life you could say… ignoring my crush… I do want to make his life better than what I feel he went through.”

Melody jumped up. “And you wouldn’t mind becoming a Vampire from them as well?”

“I am… unsure but maybe… I know when it comes to blood I am more worried but… if it means staying longer with them, I would.”

The Group went silent, some in concern, others smiling at her… mixed reactions all around as she quickly tried to get back.

“Um l-let's just move on for now.”

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“For fucks sake, you have Watson on this list…”

Kirsten gritted her teeth in annoyance.

“I know he seems odd but there is something charming about his oddness… he is also pretty romantic which I enjoy. “

Orion chuckled. “I feel Kirsten is more annoyed cause he attempted to give her a rose too and she punched him in the gut in return.”

"Oh, really?"

Kirsten grumbled a little as Leroy spoke up.

“I did hear that he seemed to be a former delinquent… at least Greg mentioned something.”

“The past is the past, the times I met him he was just very much someone charming. I also did talk to him and it seems more like his brother's influence…”

“Can we just fucking move on… I get tired hearing about him.”

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“Wait, aren’t Adam and Terry your students? And isn’t Adam a prince?”

Melody shouted excited…

“I wonder why you even have Terry on the list when he is just staring at your chest a lot…”

“I noticed, don't worry… but there is more to that… let me just.”

She took a bottle of water and drank from it because she had been talking for a while.

“Terry is one of my hard to get something done with students… but he also is often in the Library as I am so it feels comfortable to just chat a lot… he did also offer to help me get better at running and so I tutor him a lot. I put him under potential cause again… in that regard I feel he likes me more than I like him but that could change… there is something about him that often makes it hard for me to refuse things or want to spend time with him.”

Keres chuckled. “It's the wolf's eyes, cause I remember you mentioned on the page with Jesh too that you get weak when they use their eyes on you.”

Quickly she grew bright red. “H-Hey no fair you remember that!”

She tried to calm down and went back to talking.

“Adam on the other side is one of my hardest working students and I notice that… I am also just happy that he often does enjoy my failed food experiments and eats them happily. But I think the reason I mainly like him is… it's really uncomplicated to just talk to him about things and he is always so kind to me. And even if others find some of his puns or flirt attempts odd, I actually find them entertaining.”

“Be glad you found a dumpster for that horrid food, I mean didn’t the last one you made move.”

“Kirsten!”

As she shrugged Nyphy looked in horror… “It really did look scary.”

Carol looked down… but then suddenly had an idea.

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“Well there are actually two people who help me improve that and are also on this list… Adam is also one but… Ronald also helps me a lot to improve.”

“I feel half of your picks on crush are either just normal guys or monsters.”

Melody smiled after Orion said that.

“Oh I remember this guy, the treats that dorm makes are amazing.”

Carol nodded approvingly.

“He noticed once that I had struggled with cooking and since then I just enjoyed chatting with him, even if it often seems he scolds me a lot for wanting to do too much at once. I appreciate just him being there talking to me as well as listening to him teach me how to prepare some dishes.”

“Then you should chat less and focus more on what he is teaching you or else you will create more blobs.”

Some giggles went around the room as Hinata spoke up.

“It can't be that bad.”

“How about you try one then?”

Carol sighed and took some purple taffys that looked like they were breathing out of her pocket. Hinata gulped but then ate some of them, humming happy.

“They taste good, I don’t know what you guys mean.”

Carol's eyes lit up in happiness as the rest of the group sighed…

“Only 3 pages left it seems, let's just finish this off.”

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Leroy suddenly perked up.

“No way, Sawyer… I only heard about him from Gregory and he seemed grumpy and scaryas I saw him.”

“Well that sounds up Carollies taste from what we saw for sure.” Keres said a bit teasingly.

Carol adjusted her glasses and cleared her throat again.

“He is part of the Kendo club, you might have seen him as well Keres, given you know Nanoya.”

“I don’t see half of these other members.”

The group went silent. Carol just tried to continue the conversation.

“Sawyer does have a tough shell… to many he may seem mean but I seen more behind it, at first I also thought he just disliked anyone but… getting to know him and having the chance to see him more… he actually does care and he actually did help me a lot despite me not asking him too… I still can’t tell if I even have a chance at him but… I at least wanna try to know why he is like that and be there for him as well.”

“Just don’t get your hopes up too much, Carol… Greg said he basically doesn’t talk to any of his dorm members… however this means at least.. maybe it's a good thing you can talk to him.”

Lyla took the book and went to the next page.

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“So about Cho-hee?”

Keres suddenly perked up again.

“I totally understand her with that actually. He is a cutie.”

Orion looked in the group. “He is in my dorm, I wanted to fight him a lot and always found a way to dodge me.”

“I am glad you didn't. I feel lots of people also just dismiss him because of those scars when a heart of gold is under there.”

“You really are into scars in general huh… many of your pics have them.”

“Maybe… I want to mend them… make them better. But that is not the point here… just having Cho-hee around…I feel happy. Especially when he gets embarrassed and tries to hide his face… it's just the sweetest. “

“You really have something for sea creatures too huh?”

“THIS ISN’T ABOUT MY TYPE.”

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She sighed and took the notebook back from the girl's hands into hers.

“So lastly is Emrys, a powerful magician, very easy to talk to and he does his best to teach me about things I didn’t know.”

“So you two basically are teaching each other?” Melody asked as Carol nodded.

“And another likely ancient guy to her pile too.”

She sighed hearing the comments and tried to calm.

“I don’t only like him because of that, the things he can do are impressive, he is often there to just answer my questions and support me, as well as keep an eye out for anything he can help me with. I enjoy his company a lot.”

“You really are in some regards a hypocrite Carol.”

Keres chuckled a little as Carol got pouty.

“Excuse me, but at least I did not name some obvious murderers or people that are just bad news all around.”

Kirsten seemed tired and got up as Leroy and Lyla looked at the time.

“Midnight… guess we really did talk long.”

“Can I please ask them not to touch my notebook? Yes it will get longer but it is actually my private space to get my thoughts off and in order.”

Orion smirked. “We can’t make any promises.”

And so Orion, Hinata, Kirsten and Nyphy left for their dorms. Leroy and Lyla put a smile on and looked at her.

“I still don’t like that you do like my boss but… ugh I guess I gotta accept it.”

“Just be careful about your decision, we don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I know… I can rely on you two.. and Lyla I know I can tell you anything.”

“I am glad I knew most of this and you did tell me a lot, or else I would have worried you don’t trust me as your friend.”

Both of them left as well only for her to sit with Melanie and Melody.

“That was brave of you Carol to tell so much about them.”

“I know Kirsten will use it against me but… better to be proud of it now and be called a Hypocrite than never talking about it at all… maybe this night helped me to make a decision.”

“It's just good to see so many people care about you.”

Melody finished the last of the popcorn and then asked something.

“Actually, who was the person I missed during the talks?”

Suddenly Carol grew in panic again.

“Um I feel a bit tired, hope you don’t mind me going to sleep, good night.”

She clung onto her notebook and rushed off to her room… sighing in relief this was all over.

Original ideas was inspired by @twsted-princess and @terrovaniadorm who did such fics first and I also used some of their character in this

Characters mentioned in this huge fic by: @thetwstwildcard @vale-ocs-roleplay @rookvonhunt @forestwispocs @fullplaidponydreamer @silent-dragon @multydoodles @hades-eternal @rosietrace @sparrow-20 @twstinginthewind @hey-its-cweepy @vivaresmala @authoruio

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thegreatestsandwich · 1 year

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hi! I noticed you were looking for Xavier requests. I come with some ideas instead! (a) jealous or overprotective Xavier

(b) reader gets hurt either by the Hyde or somewhere in the fight at the end of the season

and that’s all my little pea brain can think of! Hope this helped you bc we need more Xavier fics!

Look at this forsaken mess you made me (Xavier Thorpe x f!reader)

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Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x f!reader

Word count: 1.1k

Summary: Xavier has five moods when it comes to you, happy, in love, jealous, overprotective and worried...It really is an interesting combination

Warning: fluffiness and Xavier is my baby, deal with it, you will have a lot of him coming up soon

A/N: It took me YEARS to be able to learn how to write jealous :D

Coments, Reblogs and Asks are happily received! I love to read your lovely coments :)

It wasn’t supposed to happened like that. You were supposed to be away this weekend. Jesus, your parents even made the trip to get you, he was there, he helped you and even cried a little when you waved him goodbye from the back window of your dad’s car.

Today, of all of the days…

Why were you here?

Xavier couldn’t think as he grabbed your face and force you to look at him, he didn’t know if he was screaming, maybe he was, his chest felt tight, like a force was forcing his breaths out of his body and you didn’t killed him, he didn't felt bad or at the edge from death for touching you, something was wrong. His hands were red and he painted your face with that color, that color wasn’t supposed to be on your face, on your body. You don’t look good in red.

“Look at me.” He force himself to speak. But there you were, staring at him blinking slowly. “Don’t you dare looking away, you hear me?”

Someone tried to pull him away from you but he didn’t let them, he would not let you go.

“Listen to me,” He cradled your body in his arms. “You listen to me, you hear me? Don’t you dare to close your eyes (Y/N).”

Your name in his mouth sounded so dirty, like it didn’t belong there. Arms surrounded his shoulders and managed to get him away from you, he began screaming and trashing, trying to get himself free and return to your side. He could see you being pulled on a gurney.

“Don’t touch her!” He screamed. “Stop!”

“Pull yourself together man.” Ajax hold him tight. “They’re taking her to the hospital, you’ll see her there.”

Xavier breathed heavily as he watched the -now clear- ambulance drive away. He nodded wordlessly and Ajax helped him get up.

“C’mon, if we go now the faster you’ll see them again.”

Xavier pushed the hospital’s door opened, crashing against the reception’s counter. “(Y/N) (L/N) was brought here minutes ago, is she alright? Can I go see her?” He spoke quickly.

The recepcionist stared boringly at him before slowly typing your name on her computer. She popped her gum ball before speaking. “What’s your relationship with her?”

Xavier bit her cheek, breathing heavily. “I’m her boyfriend.”

She hummed, watching how a group of teenagers stand next to him, she frowned before realizing where they came from. “Sorry sweetheart but only immediate family can ask about her.”

He huffed, he was getting angrier. “Look, I need to see her.”

“Yeah, but can’t do anything to help you, maybe you should all sit there like good kids and wait for your parents, okey?”

Xavier was about to strangle the lady when Wednesday carefully put a hand on his arm, moving him to de side as she stared at the receptionist. “We want to know how she is doing.”

The receptionist stared at Wednesday, “As I said to your friend, only immediate family can ask about her, kid.”

“Wait for me in the cafeteria.” Wednesday’s eyes didn’t left the receptionist as she told the others. Her eyes slowly drifted downwards to her name tag. “Carol and I will come to an agreement, isn’t that right Carol?”

Xavier couldn’t stop moving, he needed to do it, his stress was making him nervous and no matter how hard Enid or Ajax tried to calm him down but it wasn’t helpful. Footsteps made him turn to the cafeteria’s door and he saw Wednesday entering calmly, he quickly walked to her.

“How’s she?!” He exclaimed.

Wednesday stared at him before giving him a paper. “Room 204, take the elevator and turn right.” Xavier stared at her, taking the paper before nodding and running to the elevator.

The number 204 stared at him, but he froze, endless questions began appearing on his head, but he entered anyway. You were lying on the bed completely frozen, several tubes were surrounded you and he almost cried at the image. He made his way to you and almost grabbed your hand but saw that you weren’t wearing gloves.

He quickly took off a pair of them (the same pair he bought after your day at the fair) and put them on, grabbing your hand, he kissed his own hand, imagining kissing yours. “You need to wake up (Y/N), you hear me?” He whispered. “I can’t…I can’t do this without you.”

Xavier didn’t know how long he was sleep, it was uncomfortable, yes. But when the tiny movement of sheets woke him up. He blinked for a moment before your hand carefully grabbing his. “Thank God.” He grasped it tightly. Closing his eyes as tears began forming. “Thank God you’re okey.”

“What…?” You rasped, trying to sit but hissing when the pain caught your body.

“Hey, hey, hey.” He gently pushed you back to the bed. “It’s okey, I’ll explain everything, I swear.”

A knock startled him and he quickly glanced at the door, he was preparing to fight whoever force him to leave. It opened and Wednesday made her way inside, she couldn’t look at you.

“Hey.” You gently greeted her and Xavier gave her a nod.

“Hey.” She responded, “Thank you for coming to help.” She whispered.

You smiled, “We’re friends, aren’t we?” You squeezed Xavier’s hand. “I’m happy I could help.”

Wednesday nodded, “The others are downstairs, they want to come up but if you want a few more minutes of your own, I don’t mind holding them out.”

“Please.” Xavier said, “An hour if you can.” Wednesday nodded before leaving, not before looking at you once again. “She asked you to come back?”

You nodded, “Enid send me a text that Wednesday needed help.”

Xavier closed his eyes, finally feeling al the stress going out. “Are you mad?!” He pushed away from you, began pacing. “Do you have any idea what you did?!”

“I help?” You were confused.

“You almost die! You were bleeding, you understand? I held you on my arms and you almost died!”

“Xavier…”

“No! No.” He tugged at his hair. “You can’t do this, you hear me?”

“Xavier…” You tried again.

“I can’t…I can’t…” He turned, not daring to look at you. “I can’t (Y/N), I can’t.”

“Xavier.” You exclaimed, managing to catch his attention, he was tearing up. You raised your hand and he quickly grabbed it. “I’m sorry.”

“I can’t go through that again (Y/N), I can’t lose you.”

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feelmyskinonyourskin · 8 months

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Pink Roses [Fake Dating Trope]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Trope de Sept Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Fake Dating situation 1. Two characters pretend to date for some purpose such as social gain, only for real feelings to get involved at some point "Bucky asked you to pretend to be his girlfriend to keep his elderly sister happy. You’re just platonic friends/coworkers, what could possibly go wrong?"

Warnings: Lil’ bit of angst into a happy ending. Reader uses fem pronouns and is referred to as ‘girlfriend’. No use of y/n. Friends to lovers. Reader spends Christmas and Easter with Bucky but doesn’t necessarily celebrate them herself, but they are mentioned.

WC: 7,000 baby!!!! Kicking off the Trope De Sept event strong!

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“Thank you for the flowers by the way, they are beautiful.” Rebecca sighed, playing with the pink petals of the roses in front of her

“Of course Rebecca,” you responded. “Bucky picked them.”

“Oh my, he has good taste. He gets you flowers right?”

“Oh…” her question caught you off guard.

Bucky had merely introduced you by name when you arrived with him to visit his sister for Christmas. You assumed he had warned her he was bringing a coworker, but she seemed to not have gotten the memo and thought your relationship with her brother was something else.

“All the time, Becca. Mom raised me right.” he said, giving you a playful wink as he did

It was a lie, but Rebecca didn’t catch on.

“See I knew my brother was a gentleman. Oh he is so lucky to have you in his life.”

You shot Bucky a curious look and he merely shrugged in response.

The reason you were there with him at all began a few days before, right before Christmas.

“Hey Bucky, just heading out. See you in the New Year!” you said, tying your scarf tightly around your neck, ready to leave the Avengers compound for the two week break from work.

“Hey yeah! Have a good winter break! You got any big plans?” he asked

“No. Keeping it quiet this year.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah I just…I got so sick of my family asking me the same thing and all my cousins flaunting engagement rings, and wedding plans, and ultrasounds, that I just don’t even bother going home for holidays anymore.”

“Oh yeah, I get it. You should meet my sister. I’m going to see her on Christmas and all she does is worry about me. She’s convinced I’m unhappy because I’m single. She literally tries to set me up with every new nurse they hire at her nursing home and I just know most of the Christmas dinner conversation is going to be asking me when I’m going to find someone nice to settle down with.”

“Oh gosh that sounds fun.” you said with a chuckle

“Hey if you don’t have any big Christmas plans, would you want to come with me? My sister loves company and we can even get takeout afterwards. You know, just so you don’t have to spend Christmas alone?”

“Bucky, that’s very sweet of you. I’d love to. Your sister sounds amazing. I can't wait to meet her.”

“Great. Yeah Rebecca’s a fun time. She’s 98 and still smart as a whip. You’ll love her!”

“Okay sounds like a plan.”

The Crown Heights Senior Living Center knew how to throw a Christmas party, with Rebecca Barnes leading the charge on the caroling group and Bucky helping her coordinate the gift exchange.

You couldn’t remember the last time you’d had such a fun time, with a group of octogenarians no less.

“Wow Rebecca! How did Bucky keep a pet racoon in the attic for a whole week without your mother noticing?”

“Well that old Brownstone we lived in was solid. They don’t build them like that anymore. The walls were so thick it took her a while to figure out where the scratching noises were coming from.”

“Yeah well she also got suspicious when I swiped an extra serving of her meatloaf and ran upstairs with it right after dinner.” Bucky chimed in

“Speaking of, Becs they’ll be serving your dinner soon and we’re getting hungry too.” Bucky said, standing and giving his sister a kiss on the forehead

“Darling, it was lovely to meet you.” Rebecca said to you, then turned to her brother “James, please bring your girlfriend around more often, she’s a treat.”

You and Bucky smiled at her and departed the room, making your way down the tinsel decorated hall.

“Awe, she thinks I’m your girlfriend!” you teasingly commented, playfully smacking his arm

“Yeah well, literally every time I visit, she’s trying to set me up with a new nurse they’ve hired and she’s always asking me when I’m going to find someone nice to settle down with.”

“I think it’s sweet.”

“Now when I come back to visit next week, she’s gonna ask about you and I’m gonna have to break her heart and tell her I’m still alone and destitute. I…” Bucky trailed off

“What?”

“It’s a dumb idea.”

“What is?”

“What if we… look this might be crazy but. Would you want to, you know, pretend to be my girlfriend? Just come with me to the nursing home every once in a while on like holidays and things? Just to keep my sister happy. I mean she’s 98 years old, there’s not a lot left going on in her life and I’ve literally never seen her more excited.”

“Okay. This is either going to go really well or really poorly. Either way I wanna see it. So yeah. Let’s do it.”

You saw Bucky at work nearly everyday in the New Year, exchanging pleasantries and making small talk like all coworkers do. At the beginning of February, he brought up his sister again, mentioning that she asked about you and asking if you’d like to join him to visit her again on Valentine's Day. You agreed.

Bucky gave your front door three knocks and you swung it open to greet him, still fiddling with the clasp on your necklace as you got ready.

“Hey, I’ll be ready in a few.” you said as he entered your apartment, stopping in your tracks as you noticed the bouquet he held in his metal arm.

Pink roses, just like the one’s he’d brought Rebecca at Christmas.

“Oh these are for you.” he said, noticing your gaze traveling to them

“For me? But…”

“Don’t worry I have another bouquet for Becca.” he said, pulling an identical bouquet from behind his back “But at Christmas I told her I got you flowers all the time, so I figured I actually should, you know, not be a liar.”

“Not be a… Bucky, we are quite literally about to go see her and lie to her a bunch! You know, about us.” you gestured between the two of you

Bucky laughed and shook his head.

“Fair, but why lie about one more thing? And besides, I think I owe you more than just a thank you for doing all this.”

“Fair.” you said, mimicking his tone and taking the bouquet from him

As you filled a glass vase in the sink and placed the roses in it, Bucky stepped behind you, grabbing the necklace from where you had placed it on the counter and wordlessly fastened it around your neck.

A chill ran down your spine as his fingers fiddled with the clasp, finally connecting it with the hook and pressing his palm against the back of your neck to lay it flat.

“Now I know you aren’t just spending such a romantic holiday just visiting an old lady. What are your plans? James, how are you romancing your lady today?”

You and Bucky looked at each other nervously. You hadn’t really discussed backstory or any other thing she might want to know about your relationship.

“I’ll tell you later Rebecca, don’t want to ruin any surprises!” Bucky finally spoke up, and you made a point to reach for his right hand, intertwining your fingers with his like any couple might and put on an excited look on your face for the non-existent Valentines plans. His palm was warm as he rubbed his thumb in delicate circles around your hand.

“Oh good! Well don’t let me keep you kids too long!” she exclaimed, shooing you out the door of her room

“Okay we really need to discuss more backstory and stuff before we come here. She’s asking too many questions.” he commented as you walked down the hall

“Bucky, maybe this is a bad idea. Your sister is so sweet and I feel bad lying to her like this.”

“Hey, look, she's happy because she thinks I’m happy. We can call this off if you want, but I really think it’d break her heart if I tell her we broke up. Please, just a few more visits? Just so she doesn’t think I’m totally alone.”

“But you are.”

Bucky shot you a look that you’d only ever seen when Sam got on his nerves.

You gnawed at your bottom lip and gave it some thought, Bucky’s blue eyes staring you down. “Okay. But we need to come up with more of a back story. Let’s go grab a cup of coffee and set some ground rules?”

“It’s a date.”

Your eyes went wide at the word date.

“Sorry. It’s a ‘platonic coworkers pretending to date’ not-date.” he said with a grin

“Fine, but you’re buying.”

“It’s Valentine's Day, it'd be absolutely ungentlemanly of me to not.”

The coffee shop around the corner was decorated for the occasion, with heart-shaped foil garland cascading from the ceiling and a cupid chalk drawing taking up a large portion of the menu board.

The barista topped your hot chocolate’s whipped cream with red and pink sprinkles and Bucky chuckled at the foam heart she drew into the top of his latte.

Every other table seemed to be occupied by couples, all looking gooey-eyed at each other and whispering sweet nothings across the small marble tables.

You were so busy taking in all the displays of love that Bucky had to clear his throat to get your attention, arms stretched out behind you reaching for your coat.

“Oh gosh sorry.” you said, shrugging out of it as he placed it on the hook on the wall and then pulled the wooden chair out for you to sit.

“Shit, your sister is right, you are a good boyfriend.” you said

Bucky rolled his eyes with a smirk and took his seat across from you.

“Okay.” you said, placing your palms on the table in front of you “ground rules.”

“Right, if you want to add a third to the bedroom, it has to be Sam. We made a pact a while back, it’s a long story but sorry it’s the only way...”

“Bucky!”

“Shit doll, sorry! I was kidding! I mean kind of, Sam and I did sort of agree…”

“Bucky!” you cut him off “Look if you don’t want to take this seriously, then fine I can just go and call it here. This is for you and your sister after all.”

“No, dammit I’m sorry, you’re right. Okay, go ahead.” Bucky replied

“Well we need to establish a backstory. And know a little more about each other so it doesn’t seem suspicious.”

“Okay. You go first. Ask anything you want to know about me.”

“Okay um. What’s your favorite color?”

“Really? You think what’s gonna make us not believable is whether or not you know my favorite color?” he looked at you in disbelief

“I don’t know! What else do couples know about each other?”

“Not sure. I haven’t dated regularly since 1943. It’s blue, by the way. What’s yours?” He responded

“Purple. Is that your usual coffee order?”

“In the winter, yes. In summer, I go for iced coffee.”

“Okay. Um. I guess it might be more important to have some facts about us. As a couple.”

“Right. Like what?”

“Well like where was our first kiss? Or our first date?” you asked

“In Central Park under the Cherry Blossoms. I’m romantic like that.”

“Bucky you told her we just started dating in the fall…”

“Fine, in Central Park under the orange leaves.”

“Who said I love you first?”

“You, obviously” he replied

That made you roll your eyes “Why is it obviously me?”

“Do I seem like the kind of guy to be open with his feelings?”

“No, you're the quietest on the team. It took four months of me working with the Avengers for you to return my good morning greeting everyday with even a nod of acknowledgement.”

Bucky raised his eyebrows as if to say “see I’m right”

“Fine. What’s the most romantic thing you've ever done for me?”

“Decorated your Christmas tree while you were at work.”

“I didn’t have a Christmas tree.”

“Well since all of this is pretend, let’s pretend you did.”

“Fine. While we’re on the subject, what did we get each other for the holidays?”

“I got you that necklace.” he nodded in your direction to the string of delicate pearls he helped you put on earlier. In reality, it’d been a gift you got yourself for your most recent birthday, but you were fine with the alternate story.

“Fine. I guess I got you a Frank Sinatra album for your record player.”

“How’d you know I have a record player?”

“Lucky guess.”

“Is it because I’m old?”

“I mean, yeah maybe…”

He sat back in his chair, looking thoroughly unamused.

“Since I know she’s going to ask next time you see her, what did you do to woo me on Valentine’s Day?” you asked

“Took you to a coffee shop and got you pink roses.” he gestured at the cafe around you, a proud smile on his face

“You know what, it’s actually the best Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had.” you said with a grin

“See, I am good at this boyfriend thing. What else should we know?”

“What side of the bed do you sleep on?” you asked

“Trick question, neither. I sleep on the floor because of my nightmares.”

“Bucky thats…” you trailed off

“Hey, it's something my girlfriend would know.” Bucky said so casually, as if he had not opened up to you and revealed something incredibly sad and personal about himself.

“Right. Um… what else do you and Rebecca talk about? That way you can think of things to weave into conversation about us that make us seem real.”

“Honestly, we talk a lot about our childhood. She helps me remember a lot of things I’ve forgot thanks to the, ya know” he pointed to his head

You nodded in understanding.

“Anyway, like last week she told me a story I’d totally forgotten about the time Steve and I snuck into the movies and when we got caught, we pretended we didn’t speak English to avoid getting in trouble.”

You listened as Bucky shared more stories about his life in the 30s and 40s, eventually laughing so much and talking so long, the cafe employees had to ask you to leave so they could close up for the evening.

He rode the subway with you to your stop and even walked you to your door as if he were really your Valentine’s date. You felt much better about seeing Rebecca again, confident now that you and Bucky could convincably appear as a real couple after today.

By the time Easter rolled around, you’d established a solid back story and even hung out with Bucky a few times outside of your work relationship to get to know each other better. You always loved every visit with his sister and hanging out with him felt easy.

You were, however, very nervous when Mother’s Day came. You’d finally be meeting Rebecca’s children and grandchildren, all of whom loved their Uncle Bucky, but loved Rebecca even more.

“You seem nervous.” Bucky commented

You had been silent but fidgety the whole subway ride from your apartment to the nursing home. Bucky, of course, picked you up at your front door every time you met, even though it was out of his way from his place to the nursing home.

“I am.” you replied

“Why? Becs loves you. She’s excited to see you again.”

“Yes but I’m meeting everyone else and it’s making me anxious.”

“Why?”

“Because they love you and your sister a lot. I want them to like me”

“I like you so they'll like you.”

“Bucky, you’re only pretending to like me! I love your sister, but it feels a lot easier to trick one old lady than to trick a bunch of people at once into believing we’re real!”

“Okay. First, I do like you. I promise, that part is not pretend.” You know he just meant it platonically, but it still made you blush.

“Secondly,” he continued “Rebecca is the sharpest person I know, so if she’s convinced, then they will be too.”

“I’m still worried they’re gonna find out and kill me.”

“Hey” he reassured “They won’t find out and they won’t kill you and even if they try, like they’re gonna get past me.” he wiggled his metal fingers in your face.

“She hasn’t said anything right? Like she isn’t getting suspicious?”

“Doll, take a chill pill. Even if she figures it out, it’s on me not you. I’m her brother, remember?”

“I know but Bucky she’s been so sweet and nice to me and I adore her and I don’t want to let her down!”

“You won’t, now just relax.”

Rebecca’s son, Scott, had prepared a fabulous meal and as you all sat around a table in the community room of the nursing home eating, her daughter Kim gave a beautiful speech about how Rebecca taught her to be a great mom and how loved she was by the family.

Tears sprung to your eyes at just how loved and revered this woman was and how lucky you felt to know her, even if it was under the false pretense of being her brother’s girlfriend.

Bucky noticed you getting emotional and placed an arm around your back, absentmindedly rubbing circles with his hand in comfort as Kim continued to speak. You shot him a look of thanks and winked at him as you saw tears welling behind his eyes as well.

After dinner had been cleared and dessert had been served, you were locked in a pleasant conversation with Bucky’s grandniece Jenny.

“I don’t know, maybe I should change my major…”

“Well, you’re young. Lots of people take years to figure it out.” you replied

“Uh oh.” she exclaimed, pointing toward the door “Looks like you’ve got some competition.”

Bucky was standing in the hall, deep in conversation with one of the nurses, who was throwing her head back in fits of laughter at whatever he was saying to her, and playfully touching his arm.

“Well, you know Bucky, he’s just… friendly.” you shrugged it off, trying to not let the interaction bother you

Jenny gave you a quizzical look, knowing that was a bold-faced lie and Bucky was the most surly and quiet person either of you had ever met. Except around you and Rebecca, of course.

“So tell me more about your thesis,” you said, directing the conversation back and hoping to distract yourself from whatever it was Bucky was doing

The subway ride back to your apartment was mostly silent, which wasn’t abnormal for him, except all you could think about was the way that nurse was with him, and more importantly, how he was with her. The way his eyes crinkled when he smiled at her, how he had leaned into her touch everytime she placed a hand on his arm, how they had talked nearly the whole afternoon.

“So David told me he and Shelby are expecting.” Bucky said, finally breaking the silence

“David and …? Oh yeah, Scott’s oldest.” you said, still mentally trying to keep all of Bucky’s nieces, nephews, and their kids straight in your mind, having just met all of them in one go today.

“Yeah. Which means Rebecca is going to be a great-grandmother.” he continued

“Oh my gosh that’s right! That’s so great! Did they tell her?”

“Yeah. She was pretty excited. Then of course, she asked me when you and I are going to start…” he said

“Oh yeah? What did you say to her?”

“Told her we’d get to it eventually. That we were still enjoying being young and in love.”

“Bucky, you’re 106…”

A smile formed across his face and he shook his head.

“You know what I meant!”

“Well we’ll never fictitiously get around to it if you for-real flirt with nurses.” you snidely commented

“Ohhh not my pretend girlfriend pretending to be jealous!” he joked back

“I’m not jealous, Bucky, I’m just trying to keep up appearances. But I don’t blame you, she was cute.”

“Yeah she was.”

“Okay serious question, what if one of us gets into a real relationship?” you asked

“Why are you planning to?”

“No, I mean I wouldn’t complain, but I don’t exactly have any great prospects right now.”

“I don’t either.”

“Um, that nurse was absolutely a prospect.” you argued back

“Doll, will you drop it with the nurse already?”

“No. Look, if you want to be for-real happy and quit lying to your sister, I think you should ask the nurse out. This has been fun, but don’t let us pretending to date hold you back from an actual relationship.”

Bucky sighed and hung his head.

“Okay. When I visit Rebecca this week, I will ask the nurse out. Just to get you off my back about it.” he conceded

“Well just be sure to add in the fact that you have prospects lined up when you tell your sister we broke up, just to soften the blow.” you joked

“Wow, you make it sound like I have women out the door, just waiting in line for me.” Bucky joked

You could if you wanted, you’re a fucking catch, is what you wanted to say, but instead just chose to lightly chuckle at Bucky’s joke.

“I think I will wait and see if the nurse says yes and if she does, see how the date goes before breaking it to my sister. And if it goes bad, at least I still have you.”

“Wow, make a girl feel more special to be your backup plan, why don’t you?” you joked

“You know what I mean! Wait, you will still keep this up for me if the nurse says no right?”

You sighed.

“Yes. I’ve actually really been having fun spending time with your sister.”

And you, you wanted to add, but again, didn't.

“But I do want you to be happy, so I will sacrifice hanging out with the coolest 98 year old I’ve ever met if it means you get a for-real girlfriend and stop being a grumpy, lonely old man.”

“Thanks doll, you’re the best.”

Things at work got hectic that week and you didn’t see Bucky until midway through the next week.

You were sitting at your computer, combing some case files when Bucky snuck up behind you.

“So things got complicated…”

“Jesus, Bucky, don’t scare me like that!” you said, practically jumping out of your seat when he spoke

“Sorry!”

“Wait, complicated how?”

“Well I asked the nurse out. And she said yes. And apparently it was the hot topic in the nursing home all weekend. And my sister asked why I was two-timing you. So I had to tell her we broke up.”

Your heart sank at the thought of not hanging out with Bucky and Rebecca anymore.

“Okay. Well, we knew that might have to happen. And the nurse?”

“Her name is Maddie, by the way. And we went out last night.”

“And?”

“It went well. She was nice and it was fun and we’re going to go out again this weekend.”

“Bucky, that’s great. I’m really happy for you.” you replied, trying to truly mean it and push your own feelings towards the situation aside.

But your mind just raced with worry about how well it actually went. Did he mean it went well like it was an agreeable evening and they talked a few hours and went their separate ways? Or did he mean it went well like she got to find out if his lips were as soft as they actually look? It went well like they hooked up and had steamy sex and she got to feel how his toned muscles felt under her hands while he brought her to ecstasy the way you’d always imagined and … no. You needed to stop. It was a bad idea to think about him that way. Especially since he now belonged to someone else, and never really belonged to you in the first place.

“Doll, I really can’t thank you enough.” Bucky spoke and broke you out of your spiraling thoughts “Rebecca had so much fun with you and you know… I think pretending to date you might have actually given me the confidence to ask Maddie out. Don’t know if I thought I could be a good real boyfriend without being a good fake one first.”

You laughed and shook your head.

“Well I’m happy to have helped. And by the way, yeah you were a phenomenal fake boyfriend. Better than most of the real ones I’ve had.”

You tried not to let the tears come to your eyes that you could feel brimming to the surface. You were just sad to say goodbye to Rebecca, that’s all. She was so special and spending time with her was a gift. It helped that Bucky was also so charming and funny, but it was absolutely just about Rebecca. Afterall, you’d still get to see Bucky at work. You wouldn’t really talk as in-depth as when you were with his sister and hanging out in service of keeping up the lie, but it would be fine.

However, much to your disappointment, it seemed like after that conversation, Bucky avoided you like you two had actually been a couple and actually broken up. He wouldn’t look you in the eye during mission briefings, wouldn’t say more than two words to you and they were always related to work, and if he ever found himself alone in a room with you, he quickly found an excuse to leave.

It had been about two months since you had “broken up” and you had given up hope of even having any sort of friendship with Bucky. But the truth was, you missed him. You missed making fun of him when he made a reference so outdated, historians wouldn’t even get it. You missed the way his smile rose more on his right side when you’d crack a joke. You missed when he’d sing along to one of Rebecca’s records and try to dance with both you and her at the same time, inevitably spinning you into each other and ending in the three of you in a fit of giggles.

You tried not to think of it though, threw yourself into work and tried to forget. But you couldn’t. Everything reminded you of him.

And you tried not to think about how much you missed him as you watched him walk onto the ramp of a quinjet, prepping to take off for a ten day mission to take down a Hydra base in Latvia.

Six days later, you were in your apartment, making your evening cup of tea when your phone rang.

You picked it up and put it down three times before finally processing that it was Bucky’s name popping up on the screen. With the time zone difference, it had to at least be three in the morning where he was.

“Bucky?” you finally answered “Is everything okay?”

“No. Doll, it’s not.”

“What happened? Are you okay? Is Sam okay? Did something go wrong?” you panicked, knowing of all the hundreds of people the Avengers employed, you were not the person to call if something went wrong with the mission.

“No, it’s Rebecca. She um…” Bucky sounded on the verge of crying and your heart broke in an instant “Kim called and Rebecca is in the hospital. I didn’t get all the details, but it’s not good.”

“Bucky, I’m so sorry.”

“Listen, I know I’ve already asked so much of you, but can you please… Can I ask you to go for me? Go see her? Sam and I are trying to wrap up as quick as we can, but I just can’t bear the thought of not being there with her and she loved you so much and I know you being there would really mean a lot to both of us.”

You had never heard Bucky ramble like that before. His voice was shaky and unsure and it broke your heart.

“Okay. Of course I can go.” you replied without hesitation. You loved Rebecca too, of course you wanted to be with her.

“Thank you. So much. Really. I’ll text you the room number and the hospital. I’ll let Kim and Scott know you’re coming too.”

“Okay.”

“And um… I just wanted to say I’m sorry. For how it’s been lately.”

“Bucky, It’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. But um, we can talk more when I get back.”

“Okay. I’ll go see her now, just text me.”

You were pulling on your shoes already when Bucky’s text came through. You were out the door and to the hospital in less than twenty minutes.

Kim greeted you with a big hug when you arrived.

“Oh, she’ll be so excited to see you!” Kim said, leading you down the hall of the hospital towards Rebecca’s room “You know, she still talks about you all the time even though you two broke up a while ago.”

You tried to bite back a smile, not wanting to feel happy in such a grim situation. But knowing at least Rebecca missed your presence and made sure Bucky didn’t forget you lightened your mood just a little.

Any hint of a grin was knocked off your face as soon as you stepped in the room. Rebecca was looking quite different from when you last saw her. Usually so healthy and spry for her age, she looked frail in the thin hospital gown, laying limply in the bed in the middle of the sterile room. Her gray curls were not in their usual coiff, but unkempt and wild. Her eyes looked sallow and dull. But her beautiful smile still came through when she saw you walk into the room.

“Oh my dear!” she reached out a shaky hand toward you. “It is so good to see you!”

Her hand wrapped around yours and she patted it a few times.

“How have you been? Oh, I’ve missed you! You know I was just saying to James the other day, it was a shame he let such a gem like you go.”

“Rebecca, that’s very kind, but how are you? Are you resting? Are you feeling better?”

“Oh, don’t worry about me. I was fine, but the nurses at the home, they called an ambulance and made me come here!”

“Mom, you passed out and your heartbeat was at 22 bpms!” Kim interjected

Rebecca waved her hand, then turned back to you.

“Where is James? Did you come with him?” she asked

“No. He’s away on a mission, but he’ll be here as soon as he can. He asked me to come see you until he could get here.”

“Oh that’s so kind of you. You know, he really loved you. I could see it every time he looked at you and every time I’d ask about you he’d talk and talk. I told him to hold on to you, but, well my brother never wants to listen to me!”

“Mom!” Kim interrupted again and you couldn’t help but chuckle. Even in this state, Rebecca’s personality was still shining through.

You caught up a little more, filling Rebecca and Kim in on your life since you last saw them.

Finally, Rebecca’s eyes kept closing mid-sentence and you and Kim left her to get more rest.

As you and Kim walked down the hall of the hospital together, she filled you in more on Rebecca’s health and explained that Scott and Jenny were also taking shifts visiting, currently hanging out in the waiting room down the hall.

“Sweetie, it’s getting late, let me give you some money so you can get a cab home.”

“No, Kim, I’ll stay here with you guys tonight.”

“You don’t have to…”

“Please? Just until Bucky calls again. Maybe by morning we’ll have a better idea of when he’ll be back.”

Kim nodded and gave your arm a light squeeze in thanks.

The waiting room was small and featured dated furniture and peeling wallpaper set under the glow of harsh fluorescent lights. Scott was asleep, curled in an uncomfortable position in a chair in the corner. Jenny flashed you a tired smile as you entered. You sat on one of the worn couches and laid your head back, attempting to drift off into sleep.

The night was rather restless, dozing in and out, but never really getting pulled into sleep fully. Between the buzz of hospital employees rushing about, the cramped sleeping arrangement, and the worry chewing in the pit of your stomach about both Rebecca and Bucky, it was far too difficult to get solid rest.

Would Rebecca be okay? How would Bucky act towards you when he got back? Would things go back to being friendly between you as a thanks for being there for his family or would he simply continue to ignore you and act as though this also didn’t happen?

You must have finally gotten to sleep, because you were pulled out of slumber by a metal hand squeezing yours and a soft calling of your name by a familiar voice.

Your eyes shot open to find Bucky, crouched down in front of you, face meeting yours as he gently woke you. Despite the exhaustion painted on his face, he was a radiant light in the otherwise dim environment.

“Bucky!” you sat upright and pulled him into a tight hug

“Hey Doll.” he said, squeezing you so tightly you thought you’d burst like a can of Pillsbury Crescent Rolls.

“How did the mission go? When did you get back? Have you been in to see your sister yet?” you asked

Bucky shook his head.

“We can talk about the mission later. Thank you so much for being here.”

“How is Rebecca?” you asked

“I… um. I don’t know. I just got here and came to see you guys first.” he nodded toward the sleeping forms around you.

“You should go see her. Hopefully she got plenty of rest over night.”

Bucky shook his head some more.

“I don’t know if I can… she’s the last thing I have of my old life. I don’t know if I can bear to see her like that.”

“Bucky, she needs you. She wants to see you, she asked where you were last night.”

Bucky sighed, wetness welling in his worn blue eyes.

“I’ll go with you.” you volunteered

“Doll, you’ve already done so much. I can’t ask another thing of you.”

“Please, Bucky, I want to be there for you. And for her.”

He nodded and took your hand in his flesh one, helping you off the couch and not letting go as you walked down the hall together towards Rebecca's room.

She was sitting upright in bed and her face lit up at the sight of you and her brother, nearly spilling the applesauce the nurses brought her for breakfast into her lap.

Bucky finally let go of your hand, giving his sister a hug much more gentle than the one he gave you.

“Oh James, you know you didn’t have to rush away from work just to come see me!”

“Becca, yes I did!” he smiled

“Well, your girlfriend had things covered here.” she gestured towards you

“Oh, Becs no, we’re not back together.” Bucky explained

“Oh? But why not?” Rebecca asked

“It's not important right now. What’s important right now is getting you healthy.”

Rebecca smiled and shook her head.

“James, it is important right now. I’ve lived a lot of years and I’ve learned the most important thing in life is holding the ones you love close to you. I learned that when my big brother ‘died’ at war. I learned that when my children grew up too fast and moved away. I learned that with every grandchild born and held in my arms. And I learned that when you came back into my life after so many years.”

“Rebecca…” Bucky spoke, but she held up her hand to cut him off.

“I don’t know why you two broke up or what happened. But what I do know is how much the two of you clearly love each other. Look, James, I’m old. I know I don’t have much time left. But you, you have a life to live still and running away from the good things is not what your baby sister wants for you.”

“Rebecca, this is a conversation for her and I and another time.” Bucky argued

“You know for being my older brother, you sure aren’t wiser than me.”

“Wow, even sick in the hospital, still trying the younger sibling thing.” Bucky joked back

A knock at the door took the three of you from the conversation as a cheery nurse stepped inside the room.

“I’m so sorry to interrupt, but I need to run a few tests the doctor ordered. It’ll only take a little while.” he explained.

Bucky sighed and gave his sister a kiss on her temple, then gestured for you to step out with him.

Once in the hall he finally broke down completely, the stress of the past few days catching up to him.

You cradled his head in your arms as he sobbed, knowing the longer the two of you stayed like this, the longer you could put off having a conversation.

“Can we go for a walk?” he asked, finally calm enough to stand and wipe the tears from his eyes

You nodded and took his hand again, leading him out to the front of the hospital into the sunshine.

A few open benches along the sidewalk provided a place for the two of you to sit. Still, it took a few minutes for Bucky to finally speak up.

“I’m sorry I let it get like this between us.” Bucky mumbled, barely loud enough for you to hear.

“Bucky, please. We don’t have to do this right now. You should be worrying about your sister, not me.”

“No, Doll, Rebecca’s right.”

“Yeah?”

“About everything.” he nodded his head “About life. About us. But don’t tell her I said that, or she’ll never let me live it down.”

You giggled.

“I wanted it to be real. Not at first, but after a while. When she tells you a story about us as kids and you smile at me the way you do. Or when your eyes light up when I make up a lie about the latest romantic thing I did. I wanted it all to be real. And I still do.”

“I wanted it to be real too.” you confessed “But if you wanted that, then why did you not just ask me out for real instead of Maddie?”

“Because, like Rebecca said, I was running away from the good things. I was scared that after everything I’ve been through, no one would stick around knowing all of that about me. But then you did, and it scared the hell out of me. And I wasn’t sure if I was reading it all wrong. Asked Maddie out as an excuse to push you away. I thought maybe avoiding you would make me get over it, but it didn’t, it just made me miss you.”

“And Maddie?”

“We went on a few dates and it was fun, but of course, I kept her at a distance. Didn’t want to let her in like I did with you. So she broke it off with me after a while.”

You chuckled and shook your head.

“You know, the leaves in Central Park aren’t quite orange yet, but it’s still a nice time of year for a first date there.”

“Yeah. It is. For real this time?”

“For real this time.” you agreed “But let’s worry about getting Rebecca healthy first.”

“I bet if we go up and tell her we’re back together, she’ll run out of that room and steal a cab just to make sure we make it to Central Park today.” he joked

You softly pressed your lips against his, feeling him melt into your kiss as the tension between the two of you these last few months finally evaporated.

When you finally pulled apart, you realized now you were the one crying, relieved that things between the two of you worked out.

Rebecca was released from the hospital a few days later, new medication bringing her health back into balance and making her as vivacious as ever. She was even well enough to join you and Bucky in Central Park for your 8th date, though she didn’t know that, as you and Bucky decided it was best not to tell her about the lie even now. And of course, when Bucky and Rebecca stepped out of the cab on 5th Avenue, he held two bouquets of pink roses in his hands.

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PAIRING | Husband!Young!Tony Stark x Wife!Pregnant!Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT | 1.4K

SUMMARY | You're attending a movie premiere with Tony and are by far the most beautiful woman there if you ask him. From the beautiful dress to your baby bump, Tony couldn't be prouder to share your love with the world. When he goes down on his knees before you in the middle of the red carpet, he will officially make it one to never forget, and you will fall even more in love with your husband.

RATING | General (G)

WARNINGS/TAGS | Established relationship, use of nicknames (My Love, Sunshine)

A/N | This is a surprise and gift for my bestest and dearest friend and biggest supporter @ccbsrmsf1. Carol, quero começar dizendo o quanto sou grato por ter você em minha vida. Você se tornou uma grande parte disso e sou muito grato por você! Assim que você me pediu para usar esta foto do nosso homem, obviamente não pude recusar, e espero que você goste de babar nele enquanto lê minha história. Obrigado por estar na minha vida, e eu te amo 3000 💙

A/N | This is not proofread, so any and all mistakes are my own.

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"What do you think, My Love? Are we going for red or yellow today?" you ask Tony as you're standing in the middle of your walk-in closet, looking at your two dress options. He's wearing a black suit with a floral shirt, and both possibilities match perfectly, but you're feeling indecisive.

"Hmm, how about the red dress? You know I adore it when you wear the color of passion," Tony says as he stands behind you, his arms wrapping gently around your waist to find their home on your round belly. You're currently 7,5 months pregnant, carrying your second boy and third child overall.

"I like the way you think," you tell him as you melt into his touch. His warm body always feels so comfortable, and when he's holding you like this, it's so intimate in the best way possible. When you're about to say something, you can hear the pitter-patter of feet into your closet, notifying you that one of your other Munchkins is there.

"Are you going with the red dress, Mommy? It's my favorite color!" your daughter Orion says as she joins you and Tony in your cuddle, but she's on your side.

"Yes, Babygirl, I'm going to wear the red dress tonight," you tell her, basking in the love your husband and daughter are giving you. When you're about to ask where Hudson is, he comes in, too, joining the bundle of hugs. Your family now surrounds you, and you couldn't be happier as the butterflies in your chest go wild.

"As much as I love every single one of your hugs, I still need to get dressed for tonight," you tell all three of them with a chuckle, and they all let you go so you can get ready to go to the premiere for a movie in which Tony is playing the main character.

It takes a little while to be fully dressed and ready to go to the premiere, and you're excited to show everyone the finished outfit. Your hair is in a beautiful bun with a few pieces framing your face, and your make-up is light to keep the main focus on your dress - and, of course, your belly.

As you walk into the kitchen, you find Tony talking to Maria, who has happily agreed to watch the twins tonight. As you walk in, you feel like you're floating, which only intensifies when you see Tony's expression. His jaw is almost on the floor as he looks at you while being rendered completely speechless.

The red fabric hugs all your curves beautifully, and the off-shoulder look combined with the low neckline ensures every inch of your upper chest tattoos is displayed. Right above your right collarbone is one of the ones you're most proud of: Tony's name written in his handwriting.

"You look stunning, Sunshine," Tony whispers as he walks over to you. His mom is long forgotten as he only has eyes for you. The smile on your face hasn't been this big in a while, and your husband once again manages to make you feel like you're the center of the universe - which, in his defense, you are to him.

"You look amazing too, Tony and tonight is all about you, so I hope my outfit won't take too much attention away from you." You have never been one to enjoy the spotlight particularly, but sometimes, during nights like this, you make an exception and go with Tony to celebrate him and his achievements.

His deep, dark brown eyes look into yours, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he tries to see if you genuinely believe what you just said.

"Oh Sunshine, my sweet, beautiful, amazing Sunshine. With the way you look tonight, there's not a single person who will even dare to look away from you. I am sure all eyes will be on you, and I am happy. Tonight is just as much about you as it is about me because I want to show off the woman I fell in love with, and I want to show everyone our love," he says with his hand on your belly.

"Okay, okay! Now let's go before I have to reapply my mascara!" you tell him with a breathy laugh, trying hard to fight against the tears threatening to spill at his beautiful confession. He agrees, and with one last goodbye to your twins and Maria, you're out the door and on your way to the premiere.

"Are you ready to walk down the red carpet, Sunshine?" Tony asks as he stands before you, his hands resting on your face to calm you down. The nerves are soaring through your body, and he helps to calm you down.

"Y-yeah, let's do this," you answer him after a deep breath, and he places a small peck on your lips before letting your face go and grabbing your hand, interlacing his fingers with yours. After one last reassuring smile, you two walk onto the carpet, flashing lights everywhere.

The hand not holding Tony's rests comfortably on your belly, showing it off even more. Photographers left and right are shouting your husband's name, and he seems to revel in every bit of attention he can get. You look over at him, only to find him staring back at you with a beaming smile, and you lean in for a small kiss.

When your lips touch his, the crowd around you goes wild, making you feel loved. Of course, you have seen all the articles about you and Tony being Hollywood's power couple, but it only seems real once you attend events like this together. Far too soon for your liking, he pulls away, ready to move on to the next part of the carpet. What he does there, however, completely catches you by surprise, and you will look back on these photos with a huge smile later.

Tony sinks to his knees in front of you, his face level with your belly as he peppers it with a generous amount of kisses everywhere. His hands stroke it softly, and you can't help but laugh at your husband's weird antics.

It's no surprise he's proud of the fact that you're pregnant because of him, and this only intensifies it. Before getting up, he places his head against your belly for a few seconds with his eyes closed, taking in the moment. It's just you, him, and your beautiful baby boy in your belly - the rest of the world has fallen outside your little bubble.

"I love you so much, Sunshine," he tells you before placing one last kiss on your lips and moving on, ready for the interview parts of the red carpet. When you encounter the first interviewer, they immediately discuss what Tony has just done.

"So, Y/N, what did you think of Tony's actions just now?" the woman asks, and you laugh loudly before answering, shaking your head in response.

"Honestly, I wouldn't have expected anything else. Let's be honest: we all know he's a little crazy but also deeply in love. Not just with me, but also with our baby," you answer, and Tony nods in agreement, unable to take his eyes off you.

"How does it feel to be attending tonight's celebration with your beautiful wife?" she asks Tony, who blushes lightly as the woman calls you his wife. Sometimes, he still can't believe he got so lucky with you, and to call you his wife is the cherry on top for him.

"It feels amazing! She's there for me no matter what, during good times and bad, through rain and sun, and I wouldn't want it any other way. She's doing a great job building her career as a real estate agent while carrying our third baby, and I'm incredibly proud of everything she does. She's the love of my life, and every day, I thank my lucky stars for being hers," Tony tells the lady, who can't stop smiling at his answer.

"To have her by my side on nights like these is something I will never take for granted, of course, and I'm always deeply thankful for her, and I can't wait to grow old with her!" Tony finishes the interview before leaning in and kissing you again, this time more passionately than before.

"I love you so much, Sunshine," he tells you, and you tell him how much you also love him. This night will be unforgettable, and you're looking forward to many more nights like this one, as long as you can have your husband by your side.

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rosietrace · 2 years

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Sharing some random shenanigans again...

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Nanoya: And so with one swing of the blunt end of the sword they are knocked out without being hurt

Grey: Isn't it easier just to kick them?

Nanoya: If you have the strength you still will hurt them.

Grey: they probably deserved it.

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Carol: Yuuta... you did what?

Yuuta: Sell some pictures of class mates for money so what? Yours were surprisingly in demand.

Carol: why would anyone want pictures of me?

Yuuta: Oh trust me there is much more people liking you in secret than you know... it's good profit. Anyone you are interested in?

Carol: Some days I am worried about Humanity.

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Frisk: And you made all of this yourself?

Emil: it's kind of what our dorm does...

Frisk: What about that Jester doll pinned tho that dart board?

Emil: we do not talk about that.... or else I might put another pin into its chest

Frisk: A-Alright.

I- They're accurate as hell XD

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Nanoya: Grey don't say that-

Grey: Tell that to the corpse I burnt yesterday cause they nearly took advantage of you

Nanoya: Yeah I'll- WHAT

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Yuuta: *shrugs* Humanity's doomed anyway with the people running it.

Carol: That's... Oddly poetic of you to say, Sumeragi.

Yuuta: *Flips hair* I know

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Frisk: Why.... Would you put another pin to it's chest?

Emil: .... No reason

Frisk: *slightly intimidated* Okay-

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dearorpheus · 1 year

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Are there any non-fiction you can recommend for people who are fascinated by your blog (especially the elements of dark eroticism, morbidity and horror)?

🖤 love that you are loving!

i will try to stick to non-fic (also refraining as best i can from re-recommending texts from previous asks but there is of course bound to be some overlap): - The Severed Head: Capital Visions, Julia Kristeva -> read about Aubrey Beardsley's illustrations for Salomé (x, x)

and supplement w Baudelaire's Une Martyre "in which the narrator lovingly contemplates the beauty of a woman's severed head at rest upon a nightstand"

- Masochism: Coldness and Cruelty & Venus in Furs, Deleuze - The Sadeian Woman: And the Ideology of Pornography, Angela Carter - Aesthetic Sexuality: A Literary History of Sadomasochism, Romana Byrne - Perverse Desire and the Ambiguous Icon, Allen S. Weiss - "Must We Burn Sade?", Simone de Beauvoir -> read also about Erzsébet Báthory, the Bloody Countess. supplement your readings with Borowcyzk's Immoral Tales (1973), Julie Delpy's The Countess (2009), Alejandra Pizarnik's La Condesa Sangrienta and/or, if you have the stomach for it:

Lorna's death in Hostel Pt II (2007), inspired by the Countess^

- Anaïs Nin's diaries + Henry and June - Abject Eroticism in Northern Renaissance Art, Yvonne Owens

Hans Baldung Grien "gave powerful visual expression to late medieval tropes and stereotypes, such as the poison maiden, venomous virgin, the Fall of Man, 'death and the maiden' and other motifs and eschatological themes, which mingled abject and erotic qualities in the female body"

- Satanic Feminism: Lucifer as the Liberator of Woman in Nineteenth-Century Culture, Per Faxneld - The Library of Esoterica's Witchcraft - the biographical Taschen on H.R. Giger's oeuvre—biomechanical, Lovecraftian-tentacular fused limbs, bodies, systems, overtly phallic/yonic symbology, darkly psychedelic... very much fantastically erotic; I have my eye on the 40th Anniversary Edition

Giger, as we know, having designed the xenomorph from the Alien (1979) series to have an intensely sexual evolution:

- DEFINITELY read about+explore ero guro (see also: Bataille's L'histoire de l'œil / Story of the Eye! though it is fiction)

brief introductory articles here and here but it's truly so rich and decadent... delve into it!! film, lit, manga, history, so on... -> watch Nagisa Ōshima's In The Realm Of The Senses (1976) too

- if you can read French by any chance, Le Corps Souillé (The Soiled Body) by Eric Falardeau looks incredible; if not, this excerpt alone is delightfully provocative even in isolation - similarly, L'espirit de plaisir: Une histoire de la sexualité et de l’érotisme au Japon (The Spirit of Pleasure: A History of Sexuality and Eroticism in Japan) by Philippe Pons and Pierre-François Souyri is something I'm hoping might see an English translation

^an excerpt from an interview with the authors

- The Art of Cruelty + The Red Parts, Maggie Nelson - Crucial Interventions: An Illustrated Treatise on the Principles & Practice of Nineteenth-Century Surgery, Richard Barnett - The Butchering Art, Lindsey Fitzharris - Death, Disease and Dissection, Suzie Grogan - The Theatre and Its Double, Antonin Artaud - Men, Women, and Chainsaws, Carol J. Clover - House of Psychotic Women, Kier-La Janisse - The Monstrous-Feminine, Barbara Creed - Dead Blondes and Bad Mothers, Sady Doyle - The Lady From The Black Lagoon, Mallory O'Meara

#that's all that comes to mind for now! loveu anon #asks #eroticism #horror

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oatmilk-vampire · 4 months

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Once Bitten, Twice Shy || Steddie (A/B/O)

Omega!Steve Harrington x Alpha!Eddie Munson

Summary: It's been a year since Steve and Eddie last saw one another. It's been a year since Steve broke Eddie's heart. Now they have to pretend like everything was fine at Christmas with all of their friends.

Based off of the best Christmas song EVER Last Christmas by Wham! Mostly because I've always been stuck on that one particular line I used for my title.

Word count: 4.4k of whump and happy ending.

TW: infertility

A/n: More subtle a/b/o dynamics, can almost be read as a slightly different human au.

Christmas was never special for Steve.

Not in the way it was for the rest of America’s children. One might think Steve had a fantastic holiday with how rich the Harringtons were. That he was spoiled rotten. Maybe he was. He wouldn’t deny having grown up with a literal silver spoon in his mouth, but his Christmases were filled with white lights and fancy dinner parties. Sure he got toys occasionally but not the kind he wanted. Toys his parents insisted would shape him up into a big, strong, proper alpha rather than the play kitchens and baby dolls he so wished for. He also wasn’t allowed to believe in Santa, he was well aware “Santa” was really just the kids’ own parents. He had no reason to be on the nice list because it didn’t exist. He’d get his presents no matter what. Plus why be good if he didn’t get what he actually wanted?

He also got preppy, snobbish clothes that he only just recently started getting away from and breaking into his own style.

His first real Christmas was when he dated Nancy, and each subsequent year only seemed to get better even after they broke up.

Until last Christmas.

After Steve’s parents disowned him for presenting as an omega, he feared his life was over. All his life he was raised to be an alpha, but no matter the rigorous conditioning he underwent you can’t control who you are. He was born this way. He couldn’t change who he was. He hated himself for a while there, thinking he really was as worthless as his parents had led him to believe but that all changed when he got to know Eddie.

Whereas Steve still acted as a fierce protector to the kids (even if it bordered on maternal), he didn’t ever have to be the de facto leader with Eddie. Eddie took it on naturally. Maybe that has to do with him being an alpha.

Unlike all the knothead alphas Steve associated himself with before he presented, Eddie was nothing like them. He was a gentle giant. He took his role as alpha very seriously, yes, but he would never dominate. He would never try to take advantage of any omega, especially Steve.

When everyone thought Steve was going to be an alpha, they all wanted a piece of him. Then when he was outed as an omega by none other than Tommy and Carol, all the alphas wanted a piece of him. They wanted to control the once king of Hawkins High. To mate him. To claim him.

It made Steve sick to think about what would have happened had Eddie not stepped in and effectively repelled all other alphas with his own cinnamon and pine scent that he constantly left all over Steve even if they were just together as friends.

Until they weren’t. After they both finally graduated high school Eddie asked to court Steve, and Steve wholeheartedly agreed. He knew he trusted Eddie with his life. He knew he could trust him with his heart. He loved him.

Loved.

What a strong word. It could mean everything, or nothing all the same depending on who uttered it.

Steve always meant it, and he’s pretty sure Eddie did too… Steve’s not sure when Eddie might have stopped, but he’s pretty sure it probably happened some time last Christmas.

They had been through three separate, unprotected, synced heats and ruts.

After the claiming bite is exchanged heats and cycles sync, after that the success rate of getting an omega pregnant during their heat is nearly unavoidable even with protections and birth control present. If it was unprotected then the omega was sure to fall pregnant.

At least that’s what the brochures taught Steve when he presented. That’s what the brochures taught Steve when he returned to the reproductive specialist. That’s what society taught him.

They all taught him he was, as he always feared, broken.

Because no matter how often Steve and Eddie mated, on their heats and ruts or off, Steve could not get pregnant.

It was virtually unheard of for an omega to face infertility. Infertility only really ran in betas, and even then it only ever affected one in six.

There’s no reason why Steve wasn’t able to give Eddie pups.

The doctors couldn’t even give him a reason or treatment plan to fix his unexplained infertility. He just had to cope with it.

Eddie tried to comfort Steve through it but Steve knew how hard it was on Eddie too. Steve knew Eddie deserved to have a big family of his own one day, little pups running around with messes of dark curls upon their heads.

Steve had hoped he’d be a part of that fantasy. He hoped his six little nuggets would have his eyes and Eddie’s hair, a combination of Steve’s athletic abilities and Eddie’s musical talent.

His dream turned into a never-ending nightmare in the blink of an eye.

As much as Eddie said all he needed was Steve, Steve knew better. He’s seen how Eddie was with Dustin and the rest of the Party. Eddie needed a big family, he deserved to be the good father he never got to have.

Which is why Steve did the unimaginable last Christmas.

It was Steve and Eddie’s first Christmas since learning they couldn’t mate, and Eddie was trying to make it memorable and good for them, a break from all the anguish they had been dealing with for the past few months.

Steve on the other hand gave Eddie the greatest gift of all: Freedom.

Eddie cried, begged, bargained, but Steve wouldn’t have any of it.

If Eddie was any other alpha, Steve knows he wouldn’t have been able to get away with walking out on them after they’d already each exchanged claiming bites. He might even end up dead for messing with an alpha like that, and the sheriffs wouldn’t even bat an eye. Except for maybe Hopper, but still.

But Eddie wasn’t any other alpha. Instead he let Steve go, knowing he wouldn’t force him to stay.

Eddie moved out, his decision, Steve was already leaving him. He wouldn’t make him physically leave their– his home too. Eddie returned to live with Uncle Wayne, the only one who learned of their separation.

They agreed to keep this secret, there was no reason to upset everyone or make them feel like they had to take sides. An alpha and omega separating after exchanging claiming marks was almost as unheard of as omega infertility anyway. They took turns going to events or games or parties, in some sick fashion it’s almost like they had joint custody or something.

When their heats and ruts approached they agreed to spend it with one another since they were still synced and it’s always safer to have a mate than not. Plus it was considerably more disastrous for them to be mated and not spend it with one another. They worked out a system, Eddie would let himself in the night before it was due to start for them and in the morning when it hit they’d sniff each other out and do what biology instructed them to. They could hardly remember the visits anyway. After it was over Eddie would slip back away undetected until the next time.

This Christmas would be the first time they see each other. This Christmas would be the first time they speak face to face. This Christmas would be the first time they had to pretend to be a couple in front of everyone.

Steve hadn’t used suppressants in a very long time but he did today. Eddie’s scent would forever be mingled with his, but that wouldn’t stop everyone from being able to sniff out the soured notes he’d take on due to his discomfort. Only the betas wouldn’t be able to smell his scent, but the young alphas and omegas they cared so much for were loud mouths and would be sure to ask what his problem is.

He wondered if Eddie would do the same.

He guesses he’ll find out soon enough.

He pulls into the Munson trailer driveway, leaving his car running so it’d be warm for Eddie as he approached the door.

Almost immediately after knocking on it it opened. He expects to see Eddie, but instead it’s Uncle Wayne.

Steve instantly feels embarrassed but he doesn’t know why. Maybe it’s because he broke his nephew’s heart and forced him to move back in with his uncle at the age of twenty-four.

“Steve, Merry Christmas!” He's just as happy to see him as he was the last time Steve saw him back when he and Eddie were still a happy couple and he hadn’t ruined everything.

“Merry Christmas, Un– Uh, um.” He clears his throat. “Merry Christmas, Mr. Munson.”

The older man shakes his head.

“Please, still call me Wayne. You’re family kid, even if you two are taking a break.”

It’s more than just a break. Steve thinks but nods and puts on a small smile.

“Thank you, Wayne.”

“Please, come in. He should be just a moment longer. You know how he is with his hair.” He rolls his eyes goodnaturedly and Steve can’t help but laugh, Wayne’s friendliness doing wonders at ebbing away at his nerves.

“Well, I’m the same way so I can’t really speak on that.” He touches his perfectly done hair. It’s not as big as he used to wear it, but he still used Faberge Organics and Farrah Fawcett spray.

“You boys, I swear.” He redirects his attention to the kitchen they just entered. “Would you like some eggnog?”

“Oh, is it spiked? I’m driving tonight so I better not…”

“Nonsense. I have both options for you. I’ll get you the regular kind.” He waved off his protests and brought down a glass and retrieved the carton from the fridge.

“Oh, thank you! I appreciate it.” For me? Surely he didn’t mean he actually got both options for me specifically…

“Of course. It’s the least I can do since you’re apparently going to be waiting here ‘til the new year.” He says a little louder so his nephew could hear.

“I’m coming! Jeez. Give a guy a break.” Eddie skids to a stop right in front of Steve and he has to rush to drink his eggnog so his mouth doesn’t do anything stupid like gape or drool or confess his darkest secrets like how he’s still very much in lo-

“Hi.” Eddie addresses him, “Merry Christmas, Stevie. You look handsome as ever.”

Steve suddenly wishes he had taken Wayne up on his original alcoholic ‘nog offer.

“Hi. Thanks, you too. Merry Christmas.” Steve says and definitely does not stutter, nope, not at all.

Eddie was wearing all black, his clothes looked new. Nothing he’d ever seen before and it didn’t even show the faded look black clothes get after just a few washes. Eddie dressed up for this.

He tries to ignore the thought but it comes anyway.

Eddie dressed up for me.

It hasn’t ever really happened before, but Steve feels underdressed in his classic Christmas sweater and Levi’s.

Steve breaths in and realizes he can’t smell Eddie’s scent either.

They stand in silence, lost in each other’s eyes until Uncle Wayne reminds them they had a party to attend to.

“Oh, right. Yeah, of course. We’re just… Running fashionably late.” Steve supplies as he suddenly remembers he left his engine running. “Oh shit. Yeah, we gotta go otherwise I may be out of gas or the battery will be dead or something.”

Eddie cocks his head to the side, “You having car troubles or something? You know I can fix them for you.”

Of course Steve knew Eddie could fix his car, but he wouldn’t have gone to him even if he was having car troubles.

“No, I just left it running so it’d be warm for you.”

Wayne laughs at his confession before pushing them both closer to the door.

“Well you better get a move on then.”

“See you later, Wayne.”

“Yeah see you la—” Steve stops himself, biting his lip before deciding to continue his sentence. He likely would see Wayne later, he did have to drop Eddie back off later anyway.

He clears his throat. “See you later. Merry Christmas.”

Wayne acts like he’s somehow read Steve’s mind, if the look on his face is any indication. “Merry Christmas, son. Real nice seeing you.”

Steve blinked rapidly to control his urge to cry. “You too.”

Steve practically rushes out to his car before he’s slamming his door shut and buckling up as he waits for Eddie to meander over like they had all the time in the world.

“You ran outta there like your ass was on fire.” his ex states as he slides into Steve’s passenger side.

“Just want to make sure we get there.”

“You do?”

“Well, yeah.” He puts his car in reverse before pulling out onto the road. “Why wouldn’t I?”

“Well you seemed to deliberately try to sabotage your car.”

“I did not. As I said, I was trying to be nice and keep it warm for you. Excuse me for trying not to be a dick, I see that role’s already taken by you.”

Eddie hummed but shook his head, “You’re seriously not bothered about tonight?”

“What about it?” It’s stupid for Steve to ask. Of course he knows what Eddie’s onto.

He’s been dreading it since Halloween.

“About us pretending like everything is okay between us. You don’t think they’ll know? Or at least ask questions?”

“What kind of questions?” Steve really needs to stop doing this to himself. Maybe he’s a masochist.

Eddie shoots him a look like he’s really trying to understand Steve, like he’s trying to look into his soul.

“About why we still don’t have any pups.”

Steve flinches as if Eddie had just hit him rather than state the obvious.

“I don’t know.”

“They’re going to ask.” Eddie insists.

“I know.”

“So what do we say?”

“I don’t know! Jesus, it feels like we’re going in circles here.” His hands tighten on the steering wheel as Eddie sighs.

“They’re not young and dumb anymore. Sure they’re still a little stupid, but they’ll know it’s out of the norm.”

Steve has to stop himself from quirking a smile at that. They were still a little stupid.

“We tell them research shows not every mated couple has pups right away. That there’s a benefit to waiting.” As if they had a choice.

“Will they believe that?”

“You said it yourself, they’re still a little stupid.”

Eddie laughs despite himself, easing the knot coiling in Steve’s stomach.

“What if they insist something’s wrong? They took Sex Ed, you know.”

“Then we tell them our sex life is none of their business. Then I’ll ask them if they want to know how big your–”

“Okay! Okay, you win.” He laughs again, much harder this time. “As much as I enjoy a little flattery, let’s maybe not traumatize them more than they already are.”

“Hey, you asked.”

They drive in silence for the rest of the ride, only looking to one another as they pull up to the bustling house alive with lights and decorations.

Steve hadn’t even put any up this year, and thinking back on it the Munson trailer was pretty lacking too – except for a wreath on the door.

Eddie must be feeling bit more festive that Steve because he quickly pulls on a black santa hat from seemingly nowhere.

Steve worries his lip, too lost in thought to notice Eddie unbuckling and exiting.

Was he going to leave him here?

Steve doesn’t stress for too long, though, because he soon realizes Eddie is only moving around the front to open Steve’s door for him.

“Oh, thank you.” Steve accepts the hand to help him out.

“Sure thing, sweetheart.”

Steve freezes at the term of endearment.

“Eddie,” he warns but Eddie only shakes his head.

“We’ll need to use them once we’re inside, right? I figured it’d be okay while we were outside too.”

Oh. Oh.

Of course it’s okay. Eddie was just playing along with Steve’s plan, after all, he’s the one who left him last Christmas. He’s the one who insisted they pretend like everything was okay.

“Right. Sorry. Just… Sorry.”

“I’m sorry too.” Steve almost jerks at how earnest Eddie sounds. Not that Eddie hasn’t been serious before, but he just wasn’t expecting this. Not here.

“It’s fine.” Steve mumbles, mentioning how they should head in is just on the tip of his tongue.

“It’s not. I’m sorry. I know last year was rough on us, but I thought we were handling it good. I’m sorry you felt the need to leave but I completely understand. You shouldn’t be with an alpha who can’t even give you pups. I’m sorry I couldn’t be that for you, Stevie. I’m so sorry.”

Steve’s jaw drops. Eddie blinks away tears.

Before Steve can respond, before he can explain to Eddie that he’s got it all wrong, they’re interrupted by the front door opening.

“We’ve been watching you two flirt for five minutes, get inside and save it for the mistletoe!” Nancy shakes her head, curls bouncing all around, as the rest of their friends watch on from behind her or in the windows.

“We were just heading in!” Eddie calls back, big grin plastered on his face but only Steve saw how it didn’t reach his eyes.

“Come on, sweetheart.” he grabs Steve’s hand and pulls him along.

Steve is so fucked.

Luckily, dinner was ready for them when they got there. They’re friends all waiting on them to eat.

Robin eyes the fake couple, “What no surprise?”

“Um,” Steve looks to Eddie for help. “I thought we all agreed no presents?”

Nancy nods her head, “We did. But we thought there’d be a new member of the family by now. You could have at least brought a pie.”

“Oh. Um.”

Eddie scoffs, pulling Steve’s hand with him where he hadn’t let go yet to get away from the ambush.

“Hey, what we do in our spare time is our business not yours. Unless you want to know the details of our last time, Steve had–”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Don’t need details. Gross.” Robin scrunches her face up and quickly flees the room.

“Fair enough, come on, let’s eat. I hope you at least brought both of your appetites.” Nancy pats Steve and Eddie both on the back as she guides them to sit.

“Dinner, everyone!”

Steve and Eddie manage to get through their respective plates and even an array of desserts with mostly impersonal questions before Steve is excusing himself as he pushes his chair away from the table.

But to Steve’s misfortune Eddie excuses himself and follows behind him before they’re both being stopped by Robin.

“And where do you think you’re going?”

Steve shifts uncomfortably as he takes in the nine pairs of eager eyes and grins looking up at him. “Um, to the den? Why are you all looking at me like that?”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Dustin points to the little poisonous plant dangling precariously above their heads.

“Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.”

Everyone chimes in, except Nancy who seems to realize something no one else has.

“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!”

Steve really wishes Eddie hadn’t chosen to rise from his seat at the same time as him.

They make eye contact before Steve gives him a small nod, giving him the okay.

Eddie leans in capturing Steve’s chapped lips with his own for one chaste kiss.

“Oh, come on! My grandma kisses with more tongue than that.” Mike heckles them and the rest of the teens giggle along.

That doesn’t last long, though, because then Eddie is giving them a death glare making them all shut up.

Steve’s just about to escape when Eddie grabs his arm just light enough to get his attention. If Steve wanted to pull away he could.

“Can I talk to you outside?”

Steve sighs. He knew this was coming. “Yeah.”

“Oooh.” Max starts before they’re all giggling again but Eddie slams the door shut behind them, cutting off the laughter.

Muted colors wash over their faces, casting them in much more festive lights than Steve feels appropriate for this upcoming conversation.

“I keep my distance, but you still catch my eye.”

“I’m sorry?”

“I try to give you space, but I still see you ‘round, you know? The grocery store, when you go for your runs, the mall. I see you. You never see me.”

Steve usually feels like someone’s watching him, but he’s never picked up on Eddie’s scent. He must have worn suppressants. He hid from him.

“Eds,”

“Happy Christmas”

“Happy Christmas?”

“Yeah, I always kinda liked it better than merry. And it’s what it is, you know? Christmas. Happy Christmas.”

“Happy Christmas. I’m sorry it’s not happier.”

“I’m sorry too. I know we said no presents...”

“Yeah?”

“I just had to get it for you, I couldn’t bear the thought that you didn’t have something to open. I know your parents are shit and the kids already weren’t doing anything. It’s just me. I had to.”

“Wait, you got me something?” Steve vaguely remembers receiving a package in the mail a week ago that he left buried under the junk mail and bills.

“Yeah, I did. You didn’t get it? I wrapped it up and sent it with–” he sighs, pulling off the black santa hat and running a hand through his hair. “With a note saying ‘I love you.’”

“Eddie,”

“I meant it, y’know? I love you. I meant it when I wrote it, I meant it when we made this whole thing official years ago. I mean it now.”

“What’d you get me?”

Eddie huffs a laugh more at himself than Steve, his face turning a deeper shade of red and Steve knew it wasn’t from the cold.

“A View-Master. But it has pictures of us from over the years. I know, it’s dumb. I just thought you’d see it and remember us.”

“That sound like it was incredibly hard to give me.”

“Oh, it was a bitch. But after I figured out how to get the tiny little pictures in the reel it was smooth sailing from there. The only thing I had to worry about was if you’d throw it out.”

Eddie misinterprets Steve’s silence and continues putting his foot in his mouth.

“Every time you kissed me I was convinced I must be dreaming. That I’d wake up some day and the version of you that loved me would have never existed. Eventually I started believing it but now I know what a fool I’ve been, but if you kissed me now, I know you’d fool me again.”

Steve couldn’t believe the words coming from Eddie’s mouth. He must be dreaming.

But he knows he’d not, because his dreams only ever showed them cuddled in bed in love. Or them with pups of their own. Or Eddie hating him, resenting him because they never separated.

This wasn’t a dream. This was Steve’s own personal nightmare.

He’d have to admit everything. He’d have to confront all of his feelings.

He’d have to deal with Eddie’s feelings, whether they be more heartbreak or the anger Steve’s been anticipating but never received.

“I was always supposed to be an alpha, or at least that’s what I was conditioned to be.” He starts, “When I presented as an omega, my life was shattered. Everything I was told I’d be was suddenly not possible anymore. But then you came into my life and everything made sense. I couldn’t imagine that other life anymore. All I knew was you and you were enough for me. All I wanted was for you to be happy.”

He wipes his palms on his jeans, realizing he forgot to grab his mitts. “Then when we… When I… When we realized… I was broken, you know? I am broken. First I’m not an alpha, but now I can’t even be a good omega? I left because you deserved better. I didn’t leave because I resented or blamed you! Eddie, I love you!” Steve’s mouth clamps shut as soon as the words leave it. There it is. Out in the open. The thing Steve had been trying to deny, the thing Eddie secretly still knew.

“You love me.” It wasn’t a question but Eddie still said it in disbelief.

“I love you.” Steve confirms, “Which is why I left you. I had to set you free.”

“Why?”

“If you love someone, you let them go. So that’s what I did.”

“I think you’re forgetting the very important part where if they come back to you then it’s meant to be. Stevie, I came back to you. So many times. I was practically nipping at your heels begging you to pay attention to me.”

“I forgot that part.”

Eddie’s brushing a curl of hair from Steve’s head, already planning his next words carefully.

“And I’d like to say, maybe if you’d let me, that you’ve come back to me too?”

Steve stepped closer, allowing Eddie to finally, finally wrap his arms around him. “It’s like I never left.”

“Good, because I choose you. Any day. Every day. For the rest of my life. No one could ever replace you, Stevie. I understand the life you want to give me, and trust me I wish i could give you that life too, but you’re who I want. The grass isn’t greener on the otherside. I know what I have here, in my arms, and I’m never letting you go.”

“I love you, Eddie. Thank you for loving me.”

“I love you too, Steve. You don’t have to thank me.” He kisses him with much more passion than he allowed himself just moments ago under the mistletoe.

When they break apart Eddie speaks again, “You can, however, thank me for the show I’m about to put on for those little peeping toms.”

He gestures at the window where heads duck on instinct.

Steve laughs, and Eddie thinks it’s the most beautiful thing he’s heard in a year, and it’s the best present he could ever receive.

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