#high and low mighty warriors

[sollattes]

"Its okay"

Bernie x reader

Bernie trudged his way into your shared apartment. Tonight was not one of his nights at all.

The sound of the door opening quickly caught your attention as it was still too early for bernie to be home.

"Oh, welcom-" you tried greeting him, but he just plopped down to the couch and dragged himself closer to you, still laying face down.

You were shocked with this behaviour coming from bernie since usually he would be very bubbly and excited to tell you about what happened at the club today.

"Hey... what happened?" You talked to bernie softly as you take off his cap and play with his hair since you know that eases or relaxes him.

Bernie did not like feeling this way. He was supposed to be cheery and fun, not boring and quiet, bernie was not used to feeling like this at all, and it frustrated him.

You were shocked and worried when you felt droplets of tears on your lap, you quickly grabbed bernie's face to look at you, and there you confirmed that he was crying, tear marks all over his pretty face.

"Hey hey hey, what's wrong babe?" You asked him in a worried tone, wiping his tears.

Bernie just looked at you with his tear shined eyes in silence because for some reason, he couldn't voice out his feelings to you, even though he knew you would never judge him for feeling this way.

Seeing your worry filled eyes looking at him just made bernie tear up again, the way your eyes were looking at him with nothing but eagerness to make everything right for him, what did he do to deserve you?

Sensing that bernie may not be ready to talk to about it, so you just let him burry his head into your chest and cry his heart out.

Bernie clutched your shirt as if you were gonna disappear if he ever let go of you.

The feeling of your warmth against him, his nose being filled up with nothing but your scent, your hand continuing to stroke his head in attempt to calm him down, there were the only thing that were keeping him sane, you were the only one still keeping him connected to the world.

This was your first time seeing bernie in this kind of state, you didn't know what to do and felt overwhelmed but still you'll do anything in to make bernie feel better, there is little to none that you woudnt do for bernie.

"Hey, how about we take a bath?" You coax him.

A warm bath with you sounded nice to bernie, so he nodded softly against you. You smiled at the response bernie made. You began preparing the bath while still having bernie clinging on to you.

After preparing the bath with all of bernie's favourites, from his favourite scenetd candles to his favourite bath oil, you slowly removed his clothes and let him get into the tub first, then you took off your own clothes and joined him.

In the bathe, bernie once again sat on top of you, and buried his face in your shoulders as he felt the tears pooling in his eyes again, seeking solace and security in your warmth, he clutched onto you again, hugging for his dear life. You felt the hot tear droplets in your shoulders once more and just comforted bernie again.

While comforting bernie, he finally opened up on why he was crying.

"I hate feeling like this baby, im so sorry you ahve to see me like this, I don't feel normal, I feel down, I feel exhausted, I don't feel like myself and I hate it, I feel uncomfortable in my own skin-" bernie coudnt finish his rant as his sobs got a better of him.

"Hey shh it's okay, it's okay to feel like that bern, you dont have to say sorry, you did nothing wrong, its not wrong to feel this way babe, it's okay not to be in the mood every once in a while, it's okay to feel burnt out, and it's definitely okay and normal to feel like this, you're person too babe, a person can be exhausted from time to time, all of us has our breaking point, you don't always need be obligated to be the life of party every time it's just okay to be quiet and boring, like me" you affirmed him, Bernie did not say anything else and just nodded while softly sniffing.

The both of you just spended more cuddling with each other, and you showering bernie with words of affirmation.

You got off the bath first and dried yourself then prepared bernie warm clothes, you dried him off and clothed him, the both of of you just did this in a comfortable silence and only talked in soft, quite tones to each other.

While drying bernie's hair, he broke the silence and asked, "What did I do to deserve you?"

You looked down at bernie, and you saw how his eyes were just filled with pure admiration and sincerity when he asked that.

You kneeled down to bernie's level and looked into his eyes, making sure that he saw the love you were feeling for him through your eyes.

"Oh, bernie, if only you could yourself through myself, you wouldn't question why you deserve me. You deserve so much more, my love." You confessed, softly stroking his cheek and giving him a smile.

"You... you are the only thing that I will ever love, need, want, hope, and yearn for." Bernie confessed.

Your smile only widened with his words, and so you kissed bernie with all the emotions you could ever offer, and bernie kissed back with just same passion that you have.

As soon your lips met bernie's, everything did not matter other than you, bernie did not need to have everything else than you.

Tags: @simpforchuchu

[enhashoutout]

Tears and Matching Tattoos (Ice x reader)

I am and will always be a Nessa Barrett enthusiast

Genre: Angst

Trigger Warnings: typical H&L violence, jealousy (please let me know if I missed anything)

I use fem pronouns and descriptions because that is what is easiest for me but if you do not identify with that, please feel free to change that as you read to fit you :)

I'm not sure I 100% like this story, but I'm trying to get out of the habit of being a perfectionist and just allowing myself to publish everything even if I don't think it is perfect so that I have a record of my works to look back on and improve upon.

The one where you’re still in love with Ice even after he’s moved on.

𝕀𝕗 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝔾𝕠𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖

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Ice was your first love, and you were his. You spent a good amount of your life not only being his first love but also his best friend. You were there for him through thick and thin. There for all his highs and his lows. You spent so much time together, you guys also fell apart. Today, it suddenly felt like everything you went through meant nothing.

You had split because Ice said that he didn't feel the same way anymore; feeling like you guys would be better if you guys went back to just being friends like when you guys were kids. That's okay, he had a lot on his plate, and some people just fall out of love sometimes. You weren't always lovers, you could go back to that again, right? He went back to friends, you pretended. It's hard going back to being friends when you literally live in the same house as the person you love. Being a part of Mighty Warriors was suddenly like shooting yourself in the foot. You were around Ice ALL. THE. DAMN. TIME. How does anyone move on like that?

Then, Sarah came along. Mighty Warriors had saved the poor girl from getting kidnapped by Doubt. Ice allowed her to stick around, and she became part of the group. Being the only two women on the team should've brought you closer, but it never did. You could see it, it was happening. Ice was moving on. He liked Sarah, he said and did the same things to you when it was you. The only difference is that this time they would last, something you didn't have the luxury of knowing. It wasn't Sarah's fault or her intention, but it did make you hold a secret grudge against her.

You were wallowing in your bedroom, figuring out how to improve upon the track Bernie gave you when Ice burst into your room.

"Well damn, at least knock. Did you need something before tonight's performance?"

"Yeah, can you look at this real quick?"

"Sure." You had answered him thinking he needed you to look at a track or a new styling choice for tonight's performance, but it wasn't either of those. From his back pocket, Ice pulled out a velvet box. He opened it up and showed it to you, a ring.

"Do you think Sarah will like it? I'm gonna propose to her tonight in the middle of Funk Jungle."

You were stunned. You didn't think this day would arrive so soon, and yet here you guys are.

"I- wow. I think the ring looks great. I'm sure she's gonna love it."

"I love her. For once, I'm nervous."

"Come on Ice, why be nervous? It's not like she's gonna say no. She's gonna say yes. She's going to absolutely love the ring, and she's going to absolutely love you."

"Thank you, you're the best. You always know what to say."

"That's my job as your best friend who actually has a brain unlike the rest of Mighty isn't it?" The two of you laughed.

"I'll see you downstairs for your set."

"You bet."

Ice exited your room, closing your door. All you could do was stare at the spot he once stood in. Tears began running down your face. It's been a while since you guys broke up, and a while since Ice and Sarah were together, so this should've hurt less. Should've, but here you are, crying at the news. You couldn't hate either of them, but you did hate yourself for holding onto feelings that were no longer reciprocated. You fixed your makeup and went back to looking at the track Bernie gave you to keep your mind off of everything.

Later that night you stood with Bernie behind his set up, dreading the moment the proposal would happen. It seems like Ice didn't tell anyone else but you, knowing that one of the guys would probably accidentally let the surprise slip to Sarah.

In the middle of Ice's performance, he told Bernie to cut the music for a second. He walked to Sarah where she usually sat on the side, bringing her to the middle of the dance floor. The spotlights focused on the couple. Ice got down on one knee, and into the mic asked "Sarah, will you marry me?" She was thrilled, shouting yes. He picked her up in a hug and spun her, telling Bernie to continue where the track left off. Everyone in the club was shouting and celebrating the two, everyone but you. Bernie noticed this. Aside from Ice, the other Mighty member you were closest to was Bernie. He was the only other person in the group whose brain could process deeper emotions.

Bernie pulled you away from the noise. "Hey, you okay?"

"After everything we've talked about Bernie, how do you think I feel?" you mumbled.

"Like shit obviously but I figured it wouldn't hurt to ask."

"I'll be fine. I'll cry for a while and then I'll be good. I've held out for this long, what's a little more right?"

"Will you be okay? I'm being serious. I don't want you in a place that's causing you pain."

"I don't get to have him but thank god matching tattoos last for life right? I'm heading back, tell the others I wasn't feeling good okay?" Bernie nodded.

You left Funk Jungle and headed back home. In your room, hidden away from everyone else you cried. It's alright, Ice can love her even after he broke your heart. It would be cruel to wish anything other than the best for him. Part of you wished everything was a lie, but the other part of you hoped that your heartbreak brought him the love he deserved. You looked at the matching tattoo you had with Ice on your arm. It had started as a couple's tattoo, switching its meaning when you had broken up. Now it was just a matching best friends tattoo, but in your mind where no one else could see, you could look at the tattoo and remember the time when Ice once loved you.

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You reached the end! Thank you so much for reading this little blurb. It's not the best thing I've written or my favorite but I figured I can publish it and use it for improvement moving forward.

I read on the post here on Tumblr that Ice and Sarah get married in the H&L manga series so I wanted to write something to go along with that.

Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

Please don't take my work and repost it anywhere or take credit for it. Writers work hard on their stuff so please don't be a crappy human.

Random question, are there any H&L characters you guys want to see more stories for?

[xsweetelegantdisasterx]

Stay tuned for a Fic about Bernie. Have to show my guy love. . .

[awritersstuff]

Hey it’s me again 👋🏾

How are you? I hope you’re doing ok.

Can you do Brat-taming with Ryu from mighty warriors?

No.18- Brat - taming !

Ryu x yn-18+

Ryu is a calm guy . A man of few words . He will let you do anything, as long as you are happy it doesn't matter if anybody gets hurt (except you or the mighty warriors) but like every human, Ryu also has his limits of patience and sometimes you just cross his limits and at those times Ryu is not afraid to punish you and remind you your place . Just like right now.

Ryu has you on his lap as he is sitting on the edge of the bed , you have tried multiple to shuffle away from his lap , but he is too strong. Whenever you try to wiggle away he drags you back and harshly spanks your ass . "You like being punished, don't you." Ryu says he caressing the soft skin of your ass , "N-no , Ryu i-i - " you try to speak between sobs but Ryu cuts you off with another sharp spank as he says " Yes , you do baby, you like when I fuck you stupid and call you a slut don't you, my slut ."

Thanks for reading 😊

Byeee 💜

[ldh-headcannon]

Halloween Costumes!

So random fact about me. Halloween is my favorite holiday, but I haven’t been able to really get into the spooky spirit this year due to work literally sucking the soul out of me.

So as a means to you know help me get back into the spirit I decided to just pull 5 random character’s names out of my box of High&Low characters and write what they would dress up as for Halloween.

I do hope this also can work as a kind of sorry for not posting anyone’s requests lately. I’ve hit such writer’s block and I want to get over it, but it’s hard. Anyway! Please enjoy!!

#1. Koo

I don’t really see him dressing up, but if he’s forced to, I think he’d go with a butler type costume. I think he’d be most comfortable in that.

#2. Murayama

He’d want to be something really cool and hella strong. But he would be indecisive. Like he’s completely stuck between being a werewolf or a ninja. Like he will buy both costumes and just stare at them, going back and forth forever. But then it hits him, why not both? So dresses up as werewolf ninja. It’s the best of both worlds.

#3. Kizzy

They are definitely choosing the sexy costume. You can’t change my mind. They are going with a cute cat-girl vibe. And honestly, it fits her vibe almost too well.

#4. Junko

Ok hear me out. I really feel like she tries to act like she hates the idea of dressing up for Halloween. Like she says she’s too mature for that, but actually enjoys it? Like she’ll prolly dress up as something basic (to keep people in the dark of her secret), like a vampire queen, and say she just put the costume together with whatever she had in her closet. But it’s literally this incredibly intricate outfit, with like almost perfect face paint/make up done. Just literally the best costume out of everyone. 

#5. 9

Puts the least amount of effort in his costume. Like he prolly just took some old clothes he never wears and tore them up, splashed some fake blood all over himself and tells everyone he is a zombie rapper. 

[akq96618]

[pixaho]

Hi,how are you today? Did you have a good weekend?I was wondering if you can do the Ice alphabet NWSF (I think that’s how you spell it)thing?

NSFW Alphabet Headcannon | Ice

♥ A/N | Hiii, I'm doing good! My weekend is good! I hope you are doing equally as good. I will happily do this because I am weirdly attracted to both Ice and Sarah (she may be next, I don't know) and I'm really excited to do this one soooo HHEHEHEH! Enjoy. Also, if anyone can recommend me a site where I can watch all of the movies (besides Netflix) and the show... that would be really appreciated. I haven't started the show..

♥ Warnings | Smut obvs <3

M.LIST H&L LIST

☺ A - Aftercare

Even if he seems closed off and cold, he's actually decent with aftercare. I mean, even before he met you and had Mighty Warriors, he took care of his brother. He's really good at taking care of others. And bonus, he'll cuddle with you after.

☺ B - Body Part

Definitely your thighs but it's also your face. Ice likes laying in between your legs whether it's during the spicy tango or not. It's his favorite area to lay. Your face is pretty obvious, he'll just be staring at it all day as if its the most amusing thing ever.

☺ C - Cum

More of a clean guy so even when you're doing it together he'll put a towel beneath you. To speak of cum, he prefers to pull out and (if he isn't wearing a condom, which is rare) cum on your stomach or back depending on the situation. If you're not on birth control, he will wear condoms every time. It isn't that he doesn't think he could be a good father, it's because considering his line of work, he has a target on his back.

☺ D - Dirty Secret

He doesn't really have a dirty secret that you don't know of besides having very, almost real, dirty daydreams about using your body. He won't ever tell you unless you're both drunk, in which you'll probably forget about it anyways.

☺ E - Experience

Surprise surprise, our baby boy is not at all experienced whatsoever. Even when he was a teenager, he wasn't doing normal teen activities (He literally was a Mercenary) so he was bit embarrassed when you asked him about it.

☺ F - Favorite Position

Cowgirl and missionary, he isn't too picky about the potions so usually you can try new stuff, but his favorite positions are definitely Cowgirl and missionary.

☺ G - Goofy

He is pretty serious when you guys are doing it, but if you do crack a joke or two he'll be okay with it but majority of the time you spend together, he's quite serious.

☺ H - Hair

Quite the clean shaven dude, as said before, he's a clean type of guy. He tends to keep himself more clean than everybody else around him. As for you, he doesn't really care because he knows hair is natural and he loves you.

☺ I - Intimacy

He's iffy about romance but he is really romantic. Even when he doesn't realize it, he can be. It's hard for intimacy to be that way for him due to how he grew up.

☺ J - Jack off (Masturbation)

He does it all the time, but he only does it in private. He doesn't like public stuff unless he's with you. He'll also do it if you guys do mutual masturbation (if you don't know what this is, you basically don't touch each other and instead masturbate, watching each other.)

☺ K - Kinks

Believe me, this is not a vanilla man. Ice is a switch, he'll be a top if you want to be dominated and he will be a bottom if you want to dominate. He's also into blind folds for some reason, even if he can't see your face (which he loves) he'll imagine it. And... surprise surprise, he's into face fucking. He enjoys having you sit on his face, or him laying between your thighs and going ham, holding you in place as you squirm.

☺ L - Location

As said before, he doesn't like doing stuff in public so most likely you'll be fucking in your shared bedroom or if you are at the Mighty Warriors, in Ice's "office".

☺ M - Motivation

Anytime you feel like you want his hands over you is his motivation, or when he's done day dreaming. This boy is slightly complicated.

☺ N - No

No to dirty kinks (piss, blood, shit) but he will spit on you if thats what you want, it icks him tho.

☺ O - Oral

Loves giving more than receiving. For Ice, he believes you deserve more pleasure than he does. He will let you give if you want but majority of the time he'll give.

☺ P - Pace

It truly depends on you. :)

☺ Q - Quickies

He prefers to take his time with you but he'll settle for a quicky if you're both too tired.

☺ R - Risk

Ice only cares about his reputation around the others, but with you, it doesn't matter. He'll try to keep things under control so his reputation isn't ruined.

☺ S - Stamina

ALLLLLL NIIIIIIIIIIGHT LOOOOOOOOOOONG! Probably like 2 - 4 hours max..

☺ T - Toys

He doesn't use them. Most likely won't.

☺ U - Unfair

Not that unfair. Not unfair at all. Besides when he overstimulates you... then he's unfair.

☺ V - Volume

He tries to keep quiet but when he can't, let the whistle blow! He's more on the quiet whimpering side of moans (I just love whimpering men omgggg)

☺ W - Wild Card

You best motherfuckin' believe he'll go ALL DAY AND NIGHT when he sees you wearing sweats and an oversized t-shirt because HOOOOOOOOOOOOLY It turns him on. (Personally, I am offended we did not get to see this man or any other man of H&L in sweats.)

☺ X - X-ray

:) 6.5 inches.

☺ Y - Yearning

Literally will drop everything just to come and fuck you, whether its out of frustration or just because he wants to. He always makes time for you, except when he's fighting.

☺ Z - Zzz

He won't fall asleep until you do. It's a given, he wants to make sure you are okay before he is. Scrumptious little ex-mercenary cutie <3

Mutuals | @talusional

[suzakisbbygirl]

Hi! I hope you’re doing well! I want you to know thank you for the stories! They are amazing and make me so happy to read!

I want to ask could I get HC’s on how the Mighty Warriors comfort their lovers after a hard/bad day?

This is so good omg I can feel the fluff in my heart🥺

Apologies for taking so long, I’ve been super busy with work and getting ready to go back to school ://

Regardless, I hope you enjoy☺️

Ice, Jesse, and Pearl for this one !!

Much love ~ ember

Mighty Warriors Comfort their S/O After a Hard Day

Ice

Honestly I see Ice being very gentle with his s/o

I think he would want you to just relax, and he would take care of everything else for you

Whatever you wanted, hes on it

Food, drinks, cuddles, whatever it is, he wants to do it for you

He wouldn’t exactly have the Funk Jungle shut down for the night, just in case you want to go and have some fun there

But if you ask him to stay with you instead, he’s next to you in milliseconds

He would tell the others that he is staying with you for the night, and that they were on their own for the night

He says it with a gentle voice, but his eyes are saying “if you disturb me and my s/o ill rip your head off”

Just wants you to feel better

Theres nothing he hates more than seeing you upset

Wishes he could go beat up whoever gave you such a hard time, but he knows that you need him more

Turns into a professional chef

Like if you let him, he’ll have a three course meal, plus extra snacks and drinks prepared

And its all actually really good too

Honestly Ice is so good at taking care of you, you won’t even remember why you’re upset by the end of the night

Jesse

As soon as this man hears you’ve had a bad day he’s ready to fight whoever upset you

Like who had the audacity to mess with my s/o and think they’ll get away with it

Honestly his s/o might have to stop him from walking out the door and hunting them down

He just hates seeing you upset, and needs some sort of anger release

However he’s gonna have to find that at a different time, and he knows that, and he knows that all you need in the moment is him

That whole night, he refuses to let anyone near you, like genuinely gatekeeping you from the world

It might seem possessive, but in reality he just wants you to know that he’s there to protect and comfort you

I don’t see him as being the best with words, so he shows you this through actions like this

He might try to cook for you, but it might be a better idea to order food instead…

He just needs to know that you’re okay but he’s not the best with his words so he’s running around getting you anything and everything you could possibly want

I’m Reality all you want is him, but it’s cute the way he takes care of you hehehe :)

Pearl

Pearl typically is joking around with you

Everyone knows he’s the guy to keep spirits up in Mighty Warriors

So when he sees you upset, he doesn’t know what to do at first

He’ll hesitantly walk to you and wrap his arms around you

Naturally he’s gonna wanna say something funny, but he wants to be there for you, so he just lets you cry on his shoulder staying silent

I don’t see him as the kind to really rush around to take care of you

I see him as the kind to stay with you, by your side the entire time until he knows you’re better

Of course, if you ask for something, he’s immediately up and getting you whatever you need

But he’s glued to your side, arms around you, simply holding you close, letting you do whatever you need to keep from bottling up emotions

After a while of just embracing you he’s gonna start to make jokes

He just wants to see you smile, it’s his most favorite thing in the world

His way of taking care of you is taking you away from masses of people, and enjoying time together

It’s not often that the two of you get time away from Mighty Warriors, but in moments like this, he won’t let anyone disturb your peace

Honestly, seeing you upset might be one of the only things that frightens him, but he’s great at bringing a smile back to your beautiful face <3

[hyugaruma]

Valentine’s Day Lineup: 2/11

First Kiss (Jesse x Reader)

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The beat of the music and the clamor of the people felt distant from the two of you. The dimly lit hallway at the back of the club temporarily sheltered you and Jesse from the energy and vigor of the night. You leaned back against the wall, unable to keep a smile from slipping onto your face. His eyes fell down to your lips for only a moment before he was holding your gaze once more, and he smiled too. Your bodies were close, just a breath away, but he made sure never to close it. It was like he was afraid of scaring you away.

“Why’re you smiling?” He asked.

You shrugged lightly, not willing to hide the way the giddy showed on your face. You and Jesse had only met several months ago. You saw him often on account of Mighty Warriors, always some group parties or outings at Funk Jungle. Slowly, the two of you had begun sneaking off during these group nights, seeking any sort of alone that the two of you could get without making it too obvious to the other. Tonight, though, you were feeling bold. “I’m just thinking about this guy,” you responded coyly.

Jesse decided to play along, clear to your ploy but always one for a little game. “That so? And he’s got you smiling like that?”

“I was just thinking, he’s not so bad,” you bit your bottom lip and feigned concern. “Actually, I might even kind of like him.”

“Like him, huh?” Jesse nodded. His eyes flickered to your lips again. You could practically feel him itching to close the distance between the two of you, but he held strong. “Does he know?”

“I’m starting to think he doesn’t feel the same way.”

Jesse’s eyes darted back up to yours, his expression replaced with something serious and dire. “What makes you say that?”

Your own smile fell, equally serious. “Well, I keep wondering when he’ll finally kiss me, and he just doesn’t.”

“Maybe he’s afraid of what’ll happen if he does.”

“I’ve never known this man to be afraid of anything,” you countered.

“Maybe he’s afraid of running you off.” Jesse held your eyes intensely with his own. You could tell exactly what he was saying without him having to say it. He wanted to be sure you were serious in your intentions, because he was not the type of man to step away from something, or someone, so easily once dedicating himself to it.

You nodded, slowly but surely, showing him that you, too, were completely resolved in this. “I won’t,” you assured him.

In the next moment, Jesse’s hand was at the back of your neck and his lips were on yours, that distance between your bodies that once felt so infinite now closed, and you could feel the rapid beating of his heart against your own. You responded by wrapping your arms around his shoulders, tilting your head to deepen a kiss that you didn’t feel you could ever get your fill of. His other hand dropped to your waist, his thumb caressing you softly, starkly contrasted in comparison to the intense control his lips had over your own. But that’s just how Jesse was; he was someone who could not be pinned down as one thing or the other, could not be numbered or fixed to any degree. Not that you could complain, though. At least, not when he was kissing you the way he was.

[tiredlittlewriter]

Okay this is a complete shot in the dark, but I am gonna try anyway:

There's a high&low short film about the Mighty Warriors. I have no clue what the name is or anything but I heard about it. If anyone knows anything about where to watch it please please reblog or message me or something!!!! Any little piece of info helps♡♡

[ddorokking]

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[airbendertendou]

Hi! Could I request 6 with Jesse from HiLo? :-)) Tysm!

idk what theme this is number 6 + mighty warrior!jesse

"SHAMELESS FRIENDS OF MINE!"

funk jungle had become a place of solace for you - a place where you could let go and be yourself fully. the scent of liquor mixed with smoke and sweat welcome you with open arms, greeting you and guiding you to the center of the dancefloor.

you were used to being the center of attention - used to numerous pairs of eyes digging into you. after a bit of dancing, you fight through the crowd to go to the bar. stepping over a drunk and unconcious man, you take the seat across from sarah with a huff.

she raises an eyebrow at you, "having fun?"

"always," you grin. you order a water - shots don't keep you hydrated - letting out a heavy breath as you gulp it down. "you still won't join me?"

before sarah can answer, you see ice hovering over her shoulder. he knocks twice onto the bar, ordering without a word. he looks your way, "name. sarah being nice?"

you grin wickedly, "always. i'm surprised you've joined us down here. what's the occassion?"

"socializing with an old friend." ice nods your way, pointing with his chin. "jesse wanted to come say hi."

"to me?" you glance over your shoulder, seeing a man leaning on the bar behind you. "hello, then. jesse, was it?"

jesse hums, turning your chair to face him as he sits. you blink owlishly, grip tightening on your cup. "and, you're name. talk of the club."

"hope you've heard good things."

"the best," he smirks at you before downing his shot. jesse peers out at the dancefloor, nodding his head to the song change. "wanna dance?"

you grin, "with you? sure."

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[edenshiba]

Hi! I really liked both your Ice and Jesse's fanfiction! Could you do another Ice x Reader? He keeps trying to ask Reader out but he keeps getting tongue tied whenever they talk.

Ask Me Out

Character: Ice x reader

Summary: He saved you, and happened to fall for you.

Note: Hi again my dearest readers and friends. Finally I post this! (Please say yeay) Anywho, I was listening to Tonight by SJB III and I love Elly's part, maybe because I like his rap. Please listen to that while reading. Oh and please send me your request if you want anything.

You don’t remember how you get here, on the expensive yacht, with unknown men in black and a foreign looking woman. Well, you also a foreign woman.

You remember walking around the poor side of the town just because you’re bored and the next thing you know, the place got raided by these men.

You know them, they’re Doubt. The group that sold woman for money. You hung out at Heaven’s club several times and the women there were saved by the owner from being sold by them.

You heard of them in the street too.

Hell, you never thought that you would be captured by them.

“You’re pretty, I’m sure that you will make will make lots of money.” He said before laughing.

You look at the woman, she’s uncomfortable. You saw the guns on top of the table, it’s not like you can’t beat them but they got guns.

Guns, with s.

You valued your life even though you always feels like you want to die.

Out of the sudden, you heard voices downstairs. The men were shocked and tried to hold both of you at your places. Closing your distance with the woman, you lean down to her ear.

“Can you fight?” She just gave you a weird stare.

“I take that as a yes.” Several minutes later, three guys came up.

The fight escalated too quickly, before you realize, the woman already knock the guys.

“That was awesome.” You said, still shocked.

Those guys took off their mask that hides their faces. You were astonished by their look.

Damn, the one with hat is fine.

“Who are you guys?” The woman ask.

The one with the blonde hair turned around before going near his friends. He then faced both of you.

“We are Mighty Warrior.” He said proudly.

You had enough. You were saved by them and this is good bye.

“ Hi, Mighty Warrior thank you for saving us. I’m gonna go now and thank you.” You got up gave them your smile.

The blonde guy stared at you. His tongue pushed his inner cheek, his eyes never left your figure when you walk past him.

Before you get to move forward, the guy with long hair already stop you. He hold his machete up,stopping you from walking away. You let out a heavy sigh before looking at him.

“It would be highly appreciated if you move that away, kind sir.” You gave him an eye smile.

“ Sit.”

How long has it been? Three months? Five? You’ve lost count already.

Well it doesn’t matter. You already joined them, the Mighty Warrior alongside Sarah, the woman. You finally learn her name after two weeks living together with those men at the big mansion.

You knew that Sarah doesn’t agree with their principal but she still agree to be part of them. Well, you know the answer already but it’s a wild guess. You didn’t have the actual gut to ask her about it.

On the other hand, your life has been way better than before. Well it’s not like you’re poor, but you never had this kind of life since your parents passed away.

Living with your late grandmother is hard and you eventually had to forget about your dreams. So you began to work. That night, you were fired from your job since you punched a customer after he grope you.

It’s not your fault.

“Can we bet that I will take down more guys than you?” You asked Sarah playfully. The girl rolled her eye as a result.

Both of you wave at each other before separated. You went to the old guy with hat and Sarah went to the other guy. The guys were watching from upstairs but you couldn’t help to notice that someone has his eyes on you.

“Hi handsome, can I help you?” Your sudden appearance making the other girls scowled.

Before they get to do anything, the old man already pushed them away. You gladly sit on his lap and play with his jawline.

Nice, but Ice’s better.

“How can you help me?” You gave him your seductive smile before whispering in his ears.

He laughed and both of you stands up and walk away. The old man kept touching you, for the sake of money you let him even though wanted to cursed him.

Yours and Ice’s eyes met before you gave him a single nod. Not so long after, the guy pushed you to the wall, kissing your neck and his hands lingers all over your body.

“Damn it, be quick guys!” You grumble.

You see Bernie and Pearl from afar. Before they get to get close to you, you kicked the guy in the nut. His body scrunched up on the floor. Curse words living his mouth.

You gave him a hard blow on the head several times and the man pass out. You quickly take the keys on his pocket, curse words leaving your mouth.

“Ouf, that’s too hard don’t you think?” Pearl complained. He and Bernie grab the guy before pushing him to the side.

You gave him side eye before throwing the keys to them.

“I got harassed by this pervert and you guys think that I’m being hard? Please, he deserves to get his dick chopped off.” You rolled your eyes at them.

Several minutes later, Ice, Sarah and the other appears. They look at the unconscious old man before looking at you.

“ Sarah my love!” You screams as soon as you see her. Sarah hug your body before resting her hand on your shoulder.

“Did you get the key?” She asked. She didn’t forget to check up on you to see any wound.

“Of course dear.” You replied.

“Let’s go.” Ice’s voice ruined your talk with Sarah.

If he wasn’t the leader, you would’ve kick him already.

What a rude man.

You yawned, hard. It’s 3 am and they didn’t finish counting the money yet. You can sleep now but your eyes has been occupied by the shine that the gold produced.

The gold bangle, bracelet, necklace and chain.

Oh, heaven.

“Bernie you finished yet?”

“ You can sleep if you want. The gold will still be yours. Necklace and bracelet right?” Bernie’s words making you smile.

Awh, he remembers how much you love gold.

Pure gold only. You are allergic towards mix gold.

“ I’m off then cutie.” You kissed him cheek before walking up the stairs.

Bernie love physical affection, and you love Bernie.

In a friendly way of course, he reminds you of your own siblings. You wondered if they’re doing well in another country.

By the time you arrived upstairs, you saw Ice. He’s putting on his white t-shirt. You managed to get the glimpse of his abs.

Damn, he got a nice body. You almost drool at the sight.

“You’re going already?” He asked.

“Yeah.” Was your only reply.

You see how uncomfortable he is right now. Before you get to get going, he stopped you.

“Hey I was thinking, “ He stopped midway.

You look into his eyes, waiting for his answer patiently. To no avail, Ice then let go of your arms and smile.

“Nothing. I see you tomorrow.” He walk away.

You were confused. He never acted like that.

At least around others.

“Weird.”

Ice ruffled his hair. He wanted to screams at his actions earlier. He got the perfect time and chance already. How hard is it to talk to a girl?

Well at least for you it’s hard.

He knows that you are in here because you were forced to. It was his mistake of course but he can’t help it.

You were so pretty that night that he afraid that he might not get to see you again. Of course it would not be impossible to asked Bernie to track you down like how he does it with Jesse’s girl but he want you.

He wants you by his side.

Your smile that night when you thanked them and your small grumble when Ryu forced you to sit.

“Yo what’s wrong?” Pearl asked.

He gave Sarah the last glass of the drink. From afar he saw how conflicted his friend is.

“ Did (y/n) turned you down?” Sarah’s word making him huffed.

“Did you get distracted by her face again?” 9 smile at his friend’s face.

Ice shoo'ed him away. He sat next to Bernie who already finished counting the money and the weight of the gold. He did saw several bracelet, ring and necklace in separate box.

He wants to put it at the same case as the other gold but Bernie stopped him.

“Don’t touch it. (Y/n) wants it.” He said without looking at him.

Bernie closed the box before put it on the nearest table. When he got back he saw how distracted Ice is.

He knows that Ice has been liking you for sometime now.

But he never get to asked you out.

“Did she turned you down?” He asked carefully.

Ice pretends to hit him with the small pillow.

The next day,Ice saw you swimming in the pool. You and Sarah were together but she didn’t swim.

The weather is nice, it would be a waste if you didn’t swim.

“Nee Sarah. Should we go shopping tomorrow?” You took a sip on the juice before swimming back.

“I don’t know. We might have something to do tomorrow.” Her answer automatically making your mood sour.

Heh.

You saw Ice staring at you, or Sarah.

Might be Sarah. She’s pretty.

That was until Bernie stood next to him and give him something. Both of them disappear from the balcony after that.

Ice couldn’t take his eyes off you. He has been staring at you since he got up.

Prove?

He didn’t even change his clothes or take a shower yet.

Still in his last night clothes, it’s almost 12 and he saw you swimming since 10. Doesn’t you felt cold?

It’s almost winter.

His eyes following the curves of your body. The swimsuit do give him mixed feelings. He likes how it shows your curves but he didn’t like the fact that others will see you in that.

Of course, who is he to judge but he can’t help it.

You’re too pretty. Prettier than Sarah in his opinion.

“ Stop staring man. What are you? Pervert?” Bernie’s voice making him jump.

He look at him, his serious face making the younger male smile nervously.

“Here, can you give this to (y/n)? I need to run some errands with 9.” Ice took it without hesitation.

He opened the red box, gold necklace with ruby. Next to it is ring with the same gemstone.

“ It’s a secret but (y/n) like gold with gemstone. Trust me, if you ask her out with this she would say yes.” Bernie gave the blond male a wink.

“ Let’s be real, you don’t like Ice?” Sarah nodded.

A loud gasped left your mouth. Sarah’s laugh making it even more worst.

All these time you thought that she like him!

“So who do you like? Ryu? Pearl? Please don’t say 9.”

“I don’t like anyone. For now, well let’s see maybe the cute bartender that we saw the other day.”

Gossiping about men has always been your thing. Since you have become Sarah’s friend, both of you has been gossiping about men during your free time.

Today’s topic happened to be about Sarah’s love life.

It’s quite shocking to hear that she doesn’t like Ice romantically. You always thought she likes him and Ice like her too.

Well you are wrong.

“Wanna know a secret?” She whispered.

You lean your ear close to her, she began whispering.

“Ice like you.”

Now that is questionable.

“Me? Hell no. Have you seen how he always avoided me?” You scoffed.

Ice and you never had a decent conversation. Always ended up with a quarrels between the two of you.

In another word, only god knows what will happen if both of you happen to date.

“Do you want to bet on that?”

Suddenly, Ice appears. He is holding a red box, the same box you saw earlier.

“Ok, five thousand.”

“Bernie gave you this.” He handed you the box.

You opened it up, the necklace that you have been eyeing since last night. You took out the necklace before putting the box on the couch.

You gave the necklace to Ice. The guy gave you a weird look.

“Put it on.” You say, more like ordering.

You saw how his face turned red. Ice took the necklace from you. You turned around and moving your hair from blocking your neck. Ice hesitate at first, he kept staring at your nape.

It would be nice if he get to put his hands around your neck.

“Can you hurry up?” Your words snap him out from his thoughts.

He grumbled before putting the necklace on.

“Do you have anything else to say?” You asked after turning around to face the male.

Ice stared deep into your (e/c) pool, he feels like he was hypnotized by those innocent eyes.

“Hello?” You flicked your finger.

“Nothing.” He walk away and didn’t turn back.

Did he just blush?

You turned around to face Sarah. She gave you the look.

“I told you.” She said before pouring herself another cup.

“Haha, that doesn’t prove anything lady. “ You scoffed.

Ice just blush because of you. You need to tell Bernie about this.

“You are blinder than a bat honey. I’m not surprise.”

You rolled your eyes. You couldn’t take it anymore. You got up and put the glass down.

“ I’m gonna prove to you that he doesn’t like me. Like I said, five thousand.”

You ran upstairs to Ice’s room. His room is at the end of the hall. His room is bigger than yours.

Without knocking, you opened the door. The scenery in his room is not something that you expected.

He just finished putting on his towel. You know he didn’t shower yet since his body isn’t wet.

Ice is shocked by your actions. Luckily he already put on the towel.

“Don’t you know how to knock?” He yelled.

“Stop acting like an innocent virgin Mr. Do you like me?”

His brows furrowed.

“What?”

“ I’m asking, do you like me?” Hugging your own figure, you showed him your bored expression.

Ice is stunned by the question. If he be honest you might hate him even more.

“I, I...”

You had enough, you walk up to him before pushing his body to the wall, caging him as well.

“Do you like me that much Ice? What’s with the stutter?” You smirked.

Ice felt his sweat dropped from his forehead. He can handle your arrogant act, but not when you ran your fingertip all over his muscles.

"Sarah said you like me, is it true or you just want to messing with me?" You gave him your doe eye look.

Ice gulp at the sight. You saw how his Adam's apple move. You ran your fingertips all over his jawline before stopping at his plump lips.

How can this bastard be so perfect? Why did God put so much effort into creating him?

Ice's body couldn’t react. Is it because of your touch, or he’s enjoying this way too much. Either way, he don’t want you to stop. He was hoping for you to kiss his lips after you play with it.

But no.

“Well, it can’t be help.” You said before turn your back.

Well, if you think of it he’s kinda cute when he is stunned.

“Saturday, 3 pm. I don’t like flower.”

His head perks up when he heard those words.

“What?”

You stared at his eyes and chuckled lightly.

“Our date idiot. Since you’re too scared to ask me out. And please don’t make it a movie date, they don’t even have a good movie in the cinema anymore.” You complained.

Ice smiled. He loves it whenever you talk or voice out your opinion on certain thing.

“And can I borrow 5 thousand? I lost a bet.”

[rainisawriter]

A Halloween Miracle – Ice (PSF #16)

PSF Ficography | H&F Flash Ficography

Genre: Fluff, romance, slice of life

Prompt: Wearing each other’s clothes (@flufftober) / Dare: Make a donation to the food bank (@slumberpartybingo Fall Flash)

Word Count: 5,228

Pairing: Reader x Ice

World: High&Low

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You checked your reflection in the mirror again, biting your lip nervously. It wasn’t your first date with Ice yet it felt as if it was. How could you not feel at least a bit self-conscious with him, though? He was such a beautiful man with an incredible, and expensive, sense of fashion. 

Not to mention how strong he is or how much money he has. You were his complete opposite. Fashion meant nothing to you and you were perfectly happy just wearing loose, comfortable clothing. You never spent more than fifty bucks on an article of clothing, not just because it felt wrong, but also because you didn’t have that kind of spare cash to blow.

Ice oftentimes tried to buy you things but you always told him no. You felt wrong accepting gifts from him, especially since he seemed to choose the most expensive gifts possible. The last thing you wanted was for him to think you were a gold digger, just dating him for his money.

You even insisted on paying your half of the bill when he took you out to dinner, something that really frustrated him. He knew you worked hard for your money and that it was always tight for you, yet you insisted on paying.

The first time you had gone out together, he had chosen an expensive restaurant and you ended up not having enough to pay for your half. It was one of the most embarrassing nights of your life and you still hate thinking about it.

Taking a deep breath, you grabbed your keys and headed outside to wait for Ice to arrive. The cold autumn air curled around you like a blanket, bringing goosebumps to your skin and a smile to your face. Autumn was your favorite time of year and you loved the cold.

Ice’s black Bentley pulled up to the curb and he stepped out, smiling when he saw you. “Hey, baby,” he greeted, pressing a kiss to your cheek before leading you to the passenger’s side, pulling the door open for you. As soon as you were safely inside, he closed the door and returned to the driver’s seat.

When you first met Ice, you saw how viciously he fought, how cruel he could be. You never would have imagined that he could be such a gentleman, that he could be so soft and kind to you. 

“Where do you want to go?” He questioned, taking your hand in his, fingers lacing together.

You bit your lip, knowing how drastically your interests were. A good date to him was an expensive restaurant before heading to the club to party. A good date to you was staying indoors and watching a movie or going for a walk together at the park.

He waited patiently for you to answer, rubbing his thumb against your hand.

“Can we… visit the autumn fair?” you asked softly.

“Sure.” He pressed a kiss to your hand before putting the car in park and pulling away from the curb. Music was playing softly in the background, the heater turned on low to stave off the chill.

You shifted against the leather seat, turning your gaze to the window as the city passed by in a blur of silver and orange. It didn’t take long to reach the fair and the place was packed, mostly with families and their kids. You felt guilty forcing him to come here and it honestly made you feel a bit childish.

As you climbed out of the car, you offered him a sheepish smile. “If you don’t want to be here, we can go somewhere else…?”

Ice just smiled, putting his arm around your shoulders and tugging you against his side. “Nah. I haven’t been to a fair in years, it’ll be a nice change.”

“Are you sure?”

His dark eyes met yours, fingers pushing your chin up so he could claim your lips. “Positive, baby.”

You nodded, a smile slipping onto your face. He let you take the lead, following you around as you bounced from one ride to the next, tackling each game booth that they had. You weren’t very good at them, not once winning a prize, but Ice dominated each one, allowing you to choose the item you wanted. 

The loud sounds of the rides along with the sea of people was enough to cover the soft thunder above, the night sky slowly filling with dark clouds. Though it felt as if you had been there for only a few minutes, several hours passed by and the fair was getting ready to close. Most of the families had already cleared out, leaving only couples and groups of teens.

The wind was picking up, the temperature dropping as rain approached. Despite loving the cold, you were starting to shiver. You regretted not wearing your hoodie, but you worried Ice wouldn’t like the way it looked on you because it was baggy and quite old.

He shrugged out of his jacket, draping it over your shoulders. The scent of his cologne filled your nostrils and you smiled, sticking your arms through the sleeves. It was still warm from his body.

“Thank you.”

He pressed a kiss to your temple. “I can’t let my baby get sick. Let’s get you home before the rain starts.”

“Okay.” You followed him back to the car, sliding into the passenger seat. “Thank you for today. I had a lot of fun.”

He quirked a brow at you before returning his eyes to the road. “When are you going to stop thanking me for taking you on dates?”

“At least once more, Mr. Ice,” you grinned, quoting the Pirates of the Caribbean. It was the movie you both watched on your first date, so it held a special place in your heart. It was also just a really good movie.

Ice chuckled, a smile coming to his lips as he thought back to that day. It had started out as a disaster of a blind date, set up by your friend who Pearl was desperately trying to get with. Bernie was supposed to be your date but he got food poisoning at the last minute. Everyone else was busy except for Jesse and Ice, the former flat-out refusing.

Ice didn’t want to go, either, but Pearl was his family and he needed help so the leader agreed. 

He honestly didn’t think much of you, at first. Despite being at a club, you were wearing baggy shorts, a hoodie, and sneakers. You had no interest in dancing or drinking and you acted as if you wanted to be anywhere else. He thought you were cute, but you were nothing compared to the hotties he usually pulled.

He expected the night to pass by in awkward silence, but you tried to get to know him, striking up a conversation repeatedly even when it died out. Usually his dates were all over him by now, complimenting his watch, the diamonds in his ears or the chain around his neck. You didn’t care about any of that. Even when he told you that he owned a club and a bunch of expensive cars, you weren’t interested.

When he mentioned his music, though, you became very interested. You had always admired musicians, not just for their talent but for their confidence. They bore their souls for the world to see and they did so proudly despite the fear of rejection. Ice was surprised by just how animated you became when discussing the topic and, as the night wore on, he began to warm up to you.

He offered to take you home when it became glaringly obvious that you no longer wanted to be inside the club. Rather than fawn over his expensive car, you were hesitant to even look at it for fear of somehow messing it up. He thought it was cute how he had to coax you inside, assuring you that it was highly unlikely that you would.

He found himself driving slower than he needed to because he was enjoying spending time with you. You were so different from the people he usually hung around with and it was refreshing to him. He remembers how relieved he had felt when you spotted the sign for the drive-in movie theater. It was playing the first Pirates of the Caribbean movie and you asked him if he would be interested.

You were surprised when he said yes but you certainly weren’t complaining. He was not your type at all, yet you felt drawn to him, drawn to the strong aura he possessed. You weren’t sure why but you felt safe around him, comfortable even. That’s not to say you also didn’t feel nervous, as well, given the extreme differences between you, but he just had this way of making you completely forget about your worries for a time.

“What are you grinning about?” He wondered, quirking a brow at you as he pulled up in front of your house.

“I was just thinking about the day we met,” you replied, sending him a soft smile. “Things didn’t start out too well, but I’m happy with how it ended.”

He smirked, reaching over to grip your chin in his hand. “Just how happy are you, hm?”

“Very,” you breathed out, finding yourself leaning toward him. 

“Show me,” he ordered, lips brushing against your own. A sudden clap of thunder rattled the car windows and made you jump, heart racing within your chest. He clicked his tongue. “The rain’s about to start, you should get inside.”

“Right…” You stepped out of the vehicle, heading toward the door with him close behind. You reached into your pocket for your keys only to frown when they weren’t there. You checked your other pocket but they weren’t there either. Dread filled you. “Shit…”

“What’s wrong?”

“I lost my keys…” you sent him a panicked look and he rested his large hand on top of your head, giving you a calming look.

“You probably dropped them in the car.”

The two of you started back toward the car when the thunder boomed again. The sky opened up, sheets of rain falling down on top of you. You cried out in surprise when the ice-cold water hit you, easily soaking through the t-shirt you wore.

“Get in!” Ice ordered, rushing to the passenger side to open the door for you despite his designer clothes getting soaked. When he finally made it inside, you frowned at the water dripping down his face.

“I’m so sorry,” you apologized, lowering your head.

“For what?” He quirked a brow at you in confusion.

“You got wet because I lost my keys… and now your seats are gonna be ruined…”

He chuckled, his voice soft. “You have nothing to apologize for. Do you see them?”

“Oh, um…” you started to feel between the seats, looking on the floor and reaching beneath the seat but your keys were nowhere in sight. “They’re not here. Oh my god, what am I going to do? My roommate won’t be back until tomorrow night!”

“Hey, calm down,” he called softly, resting his hand against the back of your neck. “You can stay with me tonight.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” He started up the car, pulling away from the curb.

The closer you got to his apartment, the more nervous you became. You hadn’t ever been to his place before and now you were gonna be staying the night. You took a few deep breaths, hands clenching and unclenching as you tried to calm yourself down.

The apartment building was just as you expected – a twenty-five-story building that sat in the eastern district of the city. It’s where all the rich people lived and the air just felt different there, though it was hard to explain why. 

“Welcome back, Ice-sama.” The old man at the reception desk bowed to him but the male didn’t spare him a glance as he approached the elevator. 

You hugged yourself tightly, feeling super uncomfortable between the wet clothes clinging to you, your missing keys and the fear of spending the night at Ice’s place. You were honestly scared that he would expect something from you in return and you just weren’t ready for that. 

His apartment was huge, filled with expensive-looking furniture and decorations, most of which were music-themed. “The bathroom is down the hall. Go take a shower and I’ll find you something to wear.”

You swallowed nervously, watching as he disappeared down the opposite hall. You knew you had to get out of these clothes and a warm shower sounded lovely right about now, but were you really okay being naked in his apartment? And he was going to bring you some clothes… what if he decided to join you?

Your heart hammered against your ribs as you entered the bathroom, locking the door behind you. Your hands trembled as you undressed, but you couldn’t be sure if it was because of the cold or the nerves. Probably both.

You slowly slid the clothes off your body, turning on the water so it could warm up.

There was a knock on the door and you tensed, waiting for him to try the doorknob but he didn’t. “Baby, I’m gonna leave the clothes on the table, okay?”

“Y-Yeah! Thank you.” You pressed your ear to the door, listening to his footsteps fade before you cracked open the door, snatching up the clothes before shutting the door again. You showered quickly and started to get dressed.

His scent lingered on the clothes, mixed with the smell of the laundry detergent, and you inhaled deeply, feeling a wave of calm wash over you. You picked up your wet clothes, not wanting to just leave them on the floor.

Ice was sitting on the sofa, changed into grey sweatpants and a black shirt that hugged his body. A towel sat around his neck as he dried his short hair. You assumed there were two bathrooms and he had used the other one.

“Um,” you shifted nervously in the doorway when he looked up at you. “Where should I put these?”

“Here, I’ll take them.” He pulled himself off the sofa, taking the wad of clothes from your hands before disappearing down the hall. He returned a moment later, confused as to why you hadn’t moved. His hand found the small of your back, gently pushing you toward the sofa. 

You felt as if you should say something but your mind was drawing blanks, too preoccupied with the rising nerves within your system. He settled down beside you, putting his arm around you to pull you closer.

“I have a surprise for you, baby,” he commented softly, pressing a kiss to your cheek. 

You watched curiously as he picked up the remote, turning on the TV. you recognized the music immediately, eyes snapping over to see the menu screen for the Pirates of the Caribbean. A bright smile came to your lips and he could feel the tension leaving your body.

“After our first date, I ordered the limited edition set.”

“Limited edition?” Your wide eyes fell on him, knowing exactly what he meant. “But that thing is like 300 bucks!”

He hummed, fingers brushing against the back of your neck. “It was worth it. I’ll show you the set later, if you want.”

“Please! I was eyeing it for ages but they stopped selling it by the time I saved up enough.” You shook your head, folding your arms over your chest.

Ice hummed again as he pressed play, already knowing what he wanted to do. A soft smile came to his lips as he watched your eyes light up, focused completely on the TV screen. He felt so much love for you in his heart and it felt so foreign to him. He had hated it at first because it scared him, but now he craved more.

He pulled you even closer until you were practically on his lap, arms wrapping around your waist. You leaned into his warmth, head resting on his firm chest. 

“I love you, baby,” he whispered, lips brushing against your cheek, feeling your skin grow warm.

“I love you, too,” you breathed out, hands resting over his arms.

You made it through three movies before you started yawning and Ice suggested it was time for bed. He didn’t think twice about sharing the bed with you because you were dating, you had been for a while, but you were nervous as hell.

Truth be told, you were a virgin who had never gone beyond kissing anyone before. You figured Ice was the opposite, having quite a few notches in his belt. That didn’t bother you, it was long before you started dating, but you assumed he had an expectation. How long was too long to date without getting intimate? You knew you weren’t ready but you were afraid he might leave you if you refused him.

Your heart raced within your chest as he led you into his bedroom. The bed was huge, fit for a king, with a plush black and white comforter. As he pulled back the covers, he took notice of how tense you were and a frown tugged at his lips. “You okay?”

“Y-Yeah!” you replied quickly, forcing a smile. 

He knew you were lying. He said your name, hand on his hip. “Tell me.”

You shifted nervously under his piercing gaze, mumbling under your breath.

“What?” He stepped closer to you. “I couldn’t hear what you said.”

You screwed your eyes shut, fists clenching at your sides. “I-I’m a virgin!”

Ice was both taken aback and confused. He knew you were vastly different from the people he usually dated, but a virgin? He definitely hadn’t expected that. Why were you suddenly bringing it up, though? At first, he thought that you trusted him enough to confide such information to him.

His eyes scanned your tense body, taking in the way your fists trembled slightly, how your eyes remained closed, and the deep frown that marred your face. He knew he was wrong. You weren’t confiding in him, you were worried about it.

“Baby,” he called out softly, closing the distance and resting his hands on your upper arms. “I’m not going to force you to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

You slowly peeled open your eyes, expecting to see him looking annoyed to some degree, but his eyes were filled with warmth. “You’re… you’re really okay with it?”

“Of course, I am. What kind of person do you think I am?” He hadn’t meant to sound so harsh, but he was hurt that your mind had even gone there.

“I’m sorry, I…”

Ice exhaled sharply to calm himself before pulling you into his arms. Despite the tense situation, he felt you relax in his grip. “I love you and I’m just happy spending time with you. I won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with, but you have to tell me what those things are, understand?”

You nodded, fingers curling around his shirt. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. Let’s get some sleep, okay?” He paused as he considered his words. “Unless you’d like to sleep in the guest room instead?”

“No,” you mumbled against his chest, cheeks darkening. “I wanna stay with you.”

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Whatever you want, baby.”

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Sun streamed through the cracks in the curtains and you shifted, eyes fluttering open. You instantly felt the lack of Ice’s presence behind you, his side of the bed cols to the touch. With a yawn, you crawled out of bed to search for him but the apartment was empty. Upon checking your phone, you found a new message from him.

-> Had to go deal with a problem at the club. Stay as long as you want, baby.

You quickly messaged back, telling him that you hoped everything was okay. It felt strange being alone in his apartment and, truth be told, you felt kind of happy that he trusted you around all of his items. He had more faith in you than you had in yourself because you feared you would break whatever you touched.

You glanced at the clock and cursed. It was almost time for your shift at the food bank so you needed to hurry up and get ready. You searched for your clothes, finding them in the laundry room. He had tossed them in the washer but hadn’t turned it on and you didn’t have enough time to do it yourself.

You bit your lip, tugging your phone from your pocket. He still hadn’t responded to you so you hesitated to send another. You knew you had no choice but to wear his clothes if you wanted to get to the food bank on time. If you asked to borrow his clothes but he didn’t reply immediately, only to say no later, it would be awkward as hell when he found out you had done it anyway. 

“Damn it,” you cursed, returning to his room. 

His closet opened up into the next room, overflowing with fashionable clothes from brands you couldn’t even pronounce. Your eyes scanned the items as you slowly walked through the room, looking for something that was close to your style but also something that didn’t look as if it cost a couple of grand.

You found a basketball jersey that was big on you but super comfortable, along with a pair of jeans that had a hole on the left knee. You assumed they were old and not worth much because of it. They were also big on you and you had to roll up the pant legs so they weren’t dragging against the ground. Securing them with a belt, you nodded in satisfaction before grabbing your shoes and leaving the apartment.

Ice had left a spare key for you on the table so you were able to lock the door behind you. 

Taking a deep breath of the cold autumn air, you smiled and started to run down the sidewalk, leaves crunching beneath your feet. Because of how far the food bank was from the upper district, you were three minutes late for your shift. 

The other volunteers jumped in surprise when you slammed the door open, breathing heavily as your lungs tried to suck in air. Your side was in stitches, heart beating hard against your ribs and your legs felt like jelly.

“You’re late,” scolded Mako, eyes narrowed and arms folded over his chest.

“S-Sorry!” you quickly bowed to him before rushing over to your station.

“Our doors open in five minutes!” he announced, raising his voice so everyone could hear him. “Remember to be kind. These people are struggling and are hungry. Kind smiles, soft words. Be polite!”

The food bank was a large rectangular building divided down the center. On the right side was the kitchen where the homeless could come and get some freshly made soup to fill their bellies. On the left was the food bank where you worked, handing out groceries to families who couldn’t afford the overly priced items at the store.

Kai, your friend and coworker, leaned toward you with a frown. “How are we supposed to act cheery when we’re nearly out of food?”

“Eh?” You looked at him in surprise. “What do you mean?”

“The supply truck was robbed and all the food was taken. We have enough for maybe two days, depending on how many people show up.”

A frown tugged at your lips, a sad feeling settling in your gut. You were forced to push those negative feelings away as the doors were opened and people began to flood the building. You forced a smile as you greeted the woman at the front of the line, trying not to worry too much.

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“Oi, are you still alive?” Sarah snapped her fingers in front of your face, knocking you from your thoughts. 

“Sorry,” you sent her an apologetic look. “What were you saying?”

The two of you were relaxing at the back of the club, far removed from the crowd of people dancing and drinking. The walls were thick enough to block most of the sound, though you could still hear the faint bumping of the bass.

She hummed, sitting back on the couch and crossing her legs. “You’ve been distracted all day. Did you fight with Ice or something?”

“No, of course not!” you replied quickly, holding your hands up as if in surrender. “It’s just…”

“Just what?”

Honestly, you doubted she would care but you needed to get it off your chest because you couldn’t stop worrying about it. “I work at the food bank downtown.”

She sent you a surprised look which you didn’t notice because you were staring at your lap. She knew you had a job and did odd jobs sometimes for extra cash, something she found strange. She had grown to know Ice well and she had been surprised to learn that he wasn’t taking care of you. 

She had no idea that, when you weren’t working, you were volunteering. She briefly wondered if Ice knew.

“The supply truck was attacked and we barely have enough food left for tomorrow. What are we going to do?” You frowned, running your hand through your hair in frustration. “All of us pooled together what little bit of money we had but it didn’t buy much. Donations have gone down a lot this year and I don’t know if we can recover from this.”

Sarah watched as you stood up with a groan, pacing back and forth. This was clearly something important to you but she didn’t even have to ask if you had told Ice. She knew you hadn’t because you feel bad using his money. Even if it was for a good cause, you felt guilty asking him to spend his money for you.

Sarah had no qualms about this, though.

She pulled herself off the couch, resting a hand on your shoulder. “I’m sure you’ll find a way.”

You gave her a grateful smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes. “Thank you and thank you for listening to me ramble.”

“That’s what friends are for.”

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Mako looked worried as he approached you, eyes glancing to the storage room behind you. He tugged you away from the line of people, lowering his voice. “How is it?”

You shook your head with a frown. “Not good. We have two loaves of bread, one gallon of milk, three boxes of cereal and a jar of peanut butter. There’s no way we can stretch that out for all of these people.”

Mako scowled in frustration, running a hand through his brown hair. “Shit. Did you call up everyone on that list I gave you?”

“Yes. All of them said they weren’t in a position to help us right now…”

“Of course not,” he huffed, folding his arms over his chest. “We’ve exhausted all of our options. We have no choice but to close our doors for now.”

“But, Mako-san -” You bit your lip, eyes scanning the room full of people that were waiting for their food. “We can’t just -“

“I know!” He snapped angrily, startling the people nearby. He sent them an apologetic look before leaning toward you. “I know that, but we don’t have any choice.” Mako took a few deep breaths before stepping over to the center of the room, clearing his throat. “Can I have everyone’s attention, please?”

The soft voices of the crowd slowly disappeared until the room was silent, everyone staring at him. Your heart ached, the other employees exchanging sad looks because they already knew what he was going to say.

“A couple of days ago, the supply truck bringing us food for the next month was attacked and the food taken. Because of this…” He paused, biting his lip as the crowd shifted nervously, exchanging worried looks.

Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you tugged it out, seeing your boyfriend’s name on the screen. You tried your best not to sound sad or worried, turning your back to Mako as if that would block the sound. “I can’t talk right now, I’m -“

Ice cut you off. “Come outside, baby.“

“Huh?”

“Trust me.”

With a furrowed brow, you made your way through the crowd, stepping outside. You shivered as the cold wind wrapped around you, but that was the last thing on your mind. You instantly recognized the shiny supercars that sat in front of the food bank and your heart skipped a beat. What were the Mighty Warriors doing here?

The door to Ice’s car opened and he stepped out, eyes locking with yours. 

“What are you doing here?” you questioned, watching as the others exited their vehicles and started to direct large box trucks into the parking lot. “What’s going on?”

His hands found your waist, a frown on his lips. “You should have told me.”

“Sarah told you, didn’t she?”

“Yes and I’m glad she did.”

The breath was knocked from your lungs when Bernie opened the back of the truck, revealing boxes upon boxes filled with food items. It was way more than what the food bank usually received in a month’s time.

“Ice,” you breathed out, tears stinging at your eyes. “That had to cost so much, I… I swear I’ll pay you back!”

He scoffed in disbelief. “You still don’t get it, do you?”

“Huh?” You looked at him in confusion, cheeks darkening when he took you by the chin, leaning his face toward your own.

“You’re mine, baby. Everything I own belongs to you, too. My money is your money and that?” His gaze flickered to the truck before finding yours again with an intensity you had only seen when he was fighting. “That is a small price to pay for your happiness.”

“Ice, I -“

He cut you off with his lips, hand pressing against the small of your back to bring your body against his. You tilted your head to deepen the kiss, arms wrapping around his neck. 

Mako slowly stepped outside, his eyes wide as he watched the men carrying the boxes inside. “It’s a Christmas miracle!”

The comment made you laugh, breaking the kiss. You sent your boyfriend an apologetic look before addressing Mako. “It’s October, Mako-san.”

“I know that,” he huffed, looking a bit embarrassed and intimidated by the large man you were standing next to. “But a Halloween miracle hardly has the same ring to it.”

“That’s fair,” you laughed, turning your attention back to your boyfriend.

He adored the way your eyes sparkled with happiness and love. He knew then that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, that he wanted to spend the rest of his life making you happy. 

His forehead rested against your own. “Move in with me.”

You looked at him in surprise. “Eh?”

“I want to live with you,” he explained softly, pulling you into a slow, sensual kiss. “For the rest of my life.”

Your cheeks burned at the implication of the words and you were unable to hold back your smile as you nodded, claiming his lips again.

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Just a Taste (Sarah)

Mighty Warriors! Sarah x Reader (She/Her)

Song: Too Deep - dvsn

Summary: You catch Sarah's eye.

WC: 0.4k

Notes: Suggestive! My works can be violent, contain gore, and other mature themes. so i noticed there isn't really any wlw on high & low tumblr and i wanna change that. this might not get a lot of attention but thats okay! this is completely self-indulgent. not edited.

You ignored a lot around you. Nothing that ever interested you came your way here anyways. It was a place of convenience, somewhere you can get some sort of alcohol in your system after a long day.

A thud on your right caught your attention. A shot glass on the bar, with black manicured nails around it.

The corner of her lips curved, "Sorry. Was that yours?" Her apology was empty, but her eyes were burning on you. Easily, your skin heated up by her presence.

If you weren't already buzzed you might have felt insecure at the way she looked at every inch of you.

"You could buy me another one," You nodded with your chin in your palm. "Y'know. To make it up to me."

The two of you shared quiet smiles as she got the bartender's attention.

"Sarah."

"(Y/n)."

She couldn't help it, from the moment Sarah saw you she needed to know how it felt to kiss you.

That's how you had ended up pressed against a wall, her lips against yours with unwavering desire. Sarah smiled at the way you sighed when she slipped her hands to your hips.

You melted at the feeling, at the feelings. She tasted like tequila and lemon, smelled like something expensive and strong. It had you so lost in her that your hips had a mind of their own and started grinding against her.

Sarah let out a laugh between kisses, you did too.

Only the flashing lights from the stage lit up the corner you two were in. Sarah wanted a dark corner, somewhere Ryu or Ice or anyone else wouldn't bother her.

She wanted something all to herself tonight. Something that didn't involve getting into turf wars and always having to prove her physical strength. It blurred so many days together. Even the overly passionate music the Mighty Warriors would make had no effect on her.

Sarah didn't know if this was just a fun saturday night for you. In the deepest corners of her heart, she hoped you wouldn't be another face she would never see again.

You pulled away, hands cupped around her face.

"I think we need to stop," You sighed looking at her with your blown pupils.

Oh.

"I understand," She quietly acknowledged, trying to hide her disappointment.

"Yeah," you bit your lip, "I don't think I'll be able to stop myself if I keep going. But... can I get your number?"

To answer, she kissed you again.

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Everyday without fail my brain would just randomly go - mighty warriorrrsss

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