#hope you're gonna have a good night of sleep and a wonderful day!!!!! 💜

[stormyoceans]

just a lullaby for u babymon

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FALLING ON MY KNEES SCREAMING AT A FREQUENCY ONLY BATS CAN HEAR HI FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HELLOOOOOOO WE GOT NAMTAN SINGING BETTER DAYS????????? OKAY QUEEN SLAY!!!!!!!!!!!!

but srsly i think this is actually the first time i hear namtan sing and she sounds so good!!!!!!! her voice is very soft and sweet, which perfectly matches better day's mellow music, so what comes out when the two are paired together it's something incredibly soothing that really does feel like a lullaby

HONESTLY DIDN'T THINK IT WAS POSSIBLE TO LOVE HER EVEN MORE THAN I ALREADY DO BUT GUESS WE LEARN NEW THINGS ABOUT OURSELVES EVERY DAY

[megistusdiary]

Okay okay! Hear me out! Phone sex with scara!

Reader calls him in the middle of the night because they cant relese without him.

Take your time and stay hydrated~💜

And, if its not taken can i be the 💕 anon?

Have a good day!

i want that big hat man obliterated

tysm for the kind words, i hope you are taking care of yourself as well ♡

also you got it, welcome aboard, 💕 anon!

this is more of a current times au where technology exists and also scaramouche has the mouth of a sailor 💀

sorry i ended this kinda abruptly, btw. i am bad at writing for scaramouche, i think 🙃

warnings: dom!scaramouche and sub!gn anatomy/pronouns reader

phone sex, mutual masturbation (reader fingers themself), degradation and praise 👏, lube usage, orgasm control, slight asphyxiation

you tossed and turned between your sheets, frustrated with yourself.

scaramouche had recently left for another one of his 'business trips,' or so he called them, leaving you alone for the week.

you turned on your back, staring up at the ceiling with a huff. you glanced over at the clock, squinting at the red numbers glaring back at you.

2:37 am.

ugh.

the worst part of it all was the slight, dull, ache you felt between your thighs, causing you to rub them together.

it was pointless to try and relieve it, you figured. ever since you got with scaramouche, he made it impossible for you to come without him. for his stature and soft face, you would've never expected his skill with his fingers and tongue.

or maybe you could've guessed about the tongue seeing as he has plenty of practice in the never-shutting-up department...

you frowned as you reached for your phone, hissing through your teeth as the bright lights temporarily blinded you until you could unlock the screen and slide the brightness down.

you rubbed your eyes with your free hand, grumbling to yourself. your thumb hovered over scaramouche's name in your phone, biting your lip as you considered calling him.

he's definitely asleep...but on the off chance he's awake, maybe he could help?

fuck it, the worst that could happen is you wake him up and feel shitty about it, and then you make it up to him once he comes home, right? yeah...

you pressed the button to dial his number, shocked when he answered almost immediately.

"what's wrong?" he sounded husky, prompting you to turn your volume up a bit to hear him better.

"hi, scara."

scaramouche went silent, sighing into the phone as you heard sheets rustling. "can't sleep?"

"yeah, sorry for waking you up i'm just, well, i was wondering if you could...sorry. i- ugh this is awkward to talk about." you rambled as you heard scaramouche lean over to turn a lamp on with a soft click.

"you're horny at 2 in the morning." he stated, bluntly as your eyes widened. "before you ask how i know, don't be dumb. you're obvious as hell."

"right-" you went quiet, tugging at the hem of your shirt.

"if you want me to help you, we're gonna do it like we would back home, got it?"

"demanding." you teased as scaramouche grunted, sitting up against the headboard of the hotel bed.

"it's gotta be authentic. i guarantee you can touch yourself all you want, but you're not gonna come until i make you."

your lips parted a bit at that, wanting to say something back, though nothing intelligent came to mind quick enough. "okay." you obliged.

"good. take everything off first."

you set the phone to your side, removing your pants first, tossing your underwear with them to the floor. you slowly slid your top off, deliberately brushing it against your nipples to mimic how scaramouche would undress you. well, when he wanted to tease you, that is.

"all done, what's next, sir?"

scaramouche made a low noise from that, untying his own pants and moving them down his thighs. "top left drawer, open it and grab the oil."

you carefully reached across the bed, retrieving said bottle and laying back down. "got it."

"pour some on your fingers." you set the phone down on speaker, thankful you lived in a secluded house as you uncapped the bottle.

you did as he asked, pouring out some and moving your hands to warm it up before scaramouche stopped you.

"did i tell you to do that?"

"huh?"

"use your fingers to spread it across your chest. cold." you shivered at his tone, swiping your fingers over your chest and feeling your nipples harden with every light touch. you sounded breathy, hearing soft, slick sounds from scaramouche's end of the call. "good."

such a small word had such a big impact on you, making you whine lowly as you pinched your nipples.

"slide your hands down your body." you trailed your fingertips lower, leaving a track of oil down your skin that shone in the moonlight. "spread your legs."

you moved your thighs up, indecently exposing yourself to the cool air, feeling it hit your hole as you whined at him through the phone.

"touch yourself."

you slid your oiled fingers across your sex, stroking up and down and in all of the places that felt right as you shifted on the bed, rutting your hips into your fingers.

little gasps and whines spilled from your lips as you played with yourself. scaramouche leaned in closer to the phone, taking a shaky breath as he listened to your noises more closely, stroking his dick leisurely, twisting his wrist when he reached his tip. "you sound so slutty." he commented, hearing you let out a soft moan.

he laughed softly, shaking his head. "ha, i almost forgot, you actually enjoy being degraded. humans are so filthy." he snapped, though his hips chased his hands as he stroked his shaft faster, controlling his breathing. "move your fingers over your hole. you better hope you still have oil on them, otherwise it'll hurt like a bitch."

you moved your fingers to circle your hole, shifting your hips as you smeared the oil and wetness from your sex around it. "ah, scara-"

"i thought it was 'sir' to you?"

"sir, sorry, sorry-" you panted, "can i put one in, please?"

"you sound so pathetic. desperate. you can't even wait for me to do what you asked of me. begging me to stick your own fingers in your greedy little hole. fine."

you sobbed as you gently pressed a digit into your hole, willing your body to relax as scaramouche grunted, hastening the pace of his hand. "fuck- you sound so-" he cut himself off when he dug his thumb into his slit just right, hips spasming. "put another one in. now."

you slid another digit in with the first, oil making it pleasantly slippery as you slowly pushed them in and out, feeling your hole suck them back in. "archons..."

"don't you dare speak of them." scaramouche snapped. "those fools aren't worth your worship. they're not the one allowing you to come, are they?"

"no, sir!" you replied to him, crooking your fingers inside you deeper as your thighs trembled.

"play with your nipples while you finger yourself. you always whine like a little brat whenever i do that, yeah? and don't you dare hide your whorish little noises from me."

you slid your free hand that had been entangled in the sheets up your body, tweaking your nipples as you let out a shaky sigh. you let out babbles of his name and pleas as scaramouche listened to you more intently.

"fuck, just like that. keep going. go deeper, come on."

you reached the digits deeper, pressing and searching for the spot scaramouche loved to abuse to make you writhe and sob under his touche.

you pinched at your nipples while sliding the pads of your fingers in your hole, trembling against the bed as you felt your orgasm start to build up. "s-sir, i'm close."

"hold it. you come when i tell you to."

"but-"

"you asked me to make you come, so i'm doing my job. is that not good enough for you? keep fucking yourself."

you cried out his name, fucking your hips into your fingers and moving your hand to splay across your throat, lightly cutting off your airflow as you let out a breathless gasp.

"please-" you begged softly as scaramouche shifted.

"fuck, are you- are you choking yourself? that's..." he had no words left, fucking his fist until he came over his abdomen, back arching. "come-" he gasped out, hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. "come for me, now."

your back arched up off the bed, fingers going slack on your neck as you came, sobbing out for scaramouche until you eased back onto the bed, blissed out. your head felt fuzzy, ears full of static as you reached for the phone with jelly limbs.

"what do you say?"

"thank you, scara."

[icycoldninja]

i've been reading your fics revently and really enjoy them! i was wondering if you could write some angsty fluff with dante and/or raiden (separately)?

kinda like they both have nightmares about their past, their s/o comforts them if that's good enough. have a good day! 😊

Thank you, you too! I'm so glad you like my work, cause I'm pretty proud of them myself. Nightmare comfort is one of my favorite things to write about since it's the perfect blend of fluff and angst. I'll start with the Raiden one and post Dante's fic at a later date. Hope you enjoy. 💜

Update: Here is part two of your request. Thanks so much once again. 💜

Safe (Raiden x Reader angst/fluff)

You awoke abruptly, startled by the metallic creaking of Raiden's joints as he tossed and turned restlessly in his sleep. "Please...don't..." He mumbled, grasping frantically at nothing. "Please..." He was sobbing now, hot tears flowing down his cheeks as he trembled and grabbed at the sheets, titanium claws ripping right through the fragile linen. "Please...make it stop. I don't want to..." He shuddered, metal muscles tensing with fear. "No...no more..." You rolled over, reaching towards the cyborg in an attempt to comfort him, but your hand was roughly knocked away when Raiden suddenly sat upright, panting heavily. "No!" He screamed, not realizing he was awake. His breathing was ragged and frantic; his body glowed red, a sign he was about to transition into Jack the Ripper--that is, unless you did something soon.

You quickly flicked on the lights, causing Raiden to jump and look about the room fearfully. He was now curled up on the bed, knees to his chest, the sheets having been kicked off during his fitful slumber. "Rai, it's alright." You whispered, edging towards him tentatively. The red glow emanating from beneath his armor hadn't subsided yet, meaning that there was a chance he could become very violent at any moment. "Calm down. Shhhh," You carefully wrapped an arm around him and began rubbing circles in his leaden shoulder. "It's OK, Rai. I'm here." Raiden sucked in a deep, shuddering breath before nodding and unfurling himself from his tense position. "Do you...want to talk about it?" You asked, still rubbing his shoulder. Raiden stared at his knees for a while, tears streaming from his eyes. Eventually, he gathered enough of himself to speak.

"I...I dreamed of when the Patriots captured me...the "modifications" they gave me." He scrunched his eyes shut, tears still dripping from them. "It hurt....so much....I never want to go through that again..." He buried his face in his hands, futilely attempting to hide his choked sobs. "Raiden..." You were at a complete loss. Seeing Raiden, the usually calm, collected, ultra powerful, nearly unstoppable cyborg ninja break down like this hurt your heart. Watching him sob and shiver over an incident that must have been truly traumatic broke your heart and made you want to cry too. "Raiden...I'm so sorry." There was really nothing else you could say. Slowly, tenderly, you reached out and pried his cold, steely hands away from his face, revealing the puffy, red, teary eyes that lay beneath. "Hey, it's gonna be ok." You assured him, running a hand through his hair while the other wiped the tears from his cheeks. "I'm here, and I'm gonna protect you. I promise. You're OK now. The Patriots are gone--you're safe. You'll always be safe when you're with me. I swear it." Raiden sniffed, looking up at you with watery gray eyes; a tiny smile visible on his face. "Thanks, Y/N. Thank you for...for being here." You grinned, playfully mussing up his hair before kissing him on the cheek. "I'm always gonna be here for you, Rai-Rai. I love you." Raiden nodded, obviously feeling better, and wrapped his arms around you, trapping you in a tight hug. "I love you too, Y/N. Now...let's get some sleep." You nodded, wriggling out of his grasp for a brief moment to turn off the lights before rolling back on top of him. "Night Rai." Raiden chuckled, pressing a firm-jawed kiss to your jaw. "Sleep well, sweetheart."

Having successfully calmed Raiden down from his nightmare, you and your beloved drifted off to sleep, content and comfortable, and most of all, safe in each other's arms.

[bonny-kookoo]

Hii, I hope you are doing well💜💜💜

I wans wondering how would the member react to Snowball Princess eating something she wasn't supposed to and gets sick for a few days??

"I think it's best to talk to her about filing for independent living." The nurse offers kindly. "Or at least slowly ease her into it, to make sure she properly prepared. She got away with a scare this time, but considering her age, she needs to be a bit more careful moving forward." She reminds the idol, who soberly nods at that reminder.

He knows that. He's known for a good while now.

And he's also been thinking about the future for a good while now. He knows for a fact that you're a part of it- one that's not possible to be just cut away like that, no matter how hard he'd be able to try. You've been at his side for so long, have bonded with him so tightly that he would probably feel like he'd lost a limb if he was to lose you.

He can't.

When he steps into the room you'd been staying in for a few days after having accidentally eaten non-hybrid foods a week prior, he smiles gently at you folding your own clothes. He instantly walks closer to help you with the task, feeling a little weird to have you do this on your own when he or the boys have always done it for you in the past. When did they stop? When did you learn to fold so neatly?

"I'd like you to stay with me for a little bit." He says softly, and you open your mouth to disagree- but he shakes his head. "Not because I think you're not capable of living on your own baby, just.." he thinks over his words for a moment, before he finishes his sentence. He knows it's a delicate matter for you, and while he can't truly understand why you're suddenly so eager to get away from them, he wants to make sure you feel validated in your decision, even if it's not what he wants you to do. "...we haven't really spent much time together in a while, no?" He asks, and you seem to think- before you shrug.

"..but you have schedules." You mumble.

"Then let's go together?" He offers, zipping up your little overnight bag. "You know I love traveling with you."

"But it's a hassle." You shake your head. "You're gonna have to-"

"I know, I've done it before, hundreds of times?" He chuckles, hand on your shoulder, and you seem in thought, before you tear up, bottom lip trembling. "Hey, no, what's wrong?" He worries at the sight, helping you sit down on your hospital bed where he holds your face close to his chest.

You remember him doing that.

He held you like this after the first nightmare you had at their dorms, where you've been too scared to ask to sleep in someone's room because you thought you might come off as childish- even though, technically, you had still been somewhat of a child at your age. The first time you had to stay at the hotel all by yourself, and they'd rushed out without saying they'd be back. The day you got the news that your favorite caretaker back at the center where you'd grown up had passed away, her last gift to you a dried flower cast in resin, to last forever just like her love for you would. When you'd gotten scared by a passing firetruck turning on its sirens, causing you to trip and scrape open your knees, shock of it all proving too much to just be passed off as nothing. The night you'd gotten lost in London after having strayed off too far, tag on your neck having helped Jimin find you quickly.

And he'd held you like this when Jin left for the military, and when Hoseok did.

Who will hold you like this when he leaves?

Who will hold you like this while he's gone?

How long until you forget those memories?

Will he be there when you mourn the loss of them one day too?

"Hey, you're okay.." he tells you softly, hand on your back trying hard to calm you down. He's aware you've been going through something he's not too sure of. At the beginning, he'd thought it must've been from Seokjin leaving. But it had just gotten worse now, and in a way, it scares him how far you seemed to have slipped from his fingers. Everyone's, in fact.

You're right here, in his arms, and yet you seem miles away, way out of reach.

And he doesn't know how to get to you, how to somehow get a hold of you again.

"Why are you so far away?" He asks quietly, and your ears move at that, before you slowly move to look up at him. "I want to help you but I don't know how." He offers, and you look away, eyes jumping from his necklace to his collarbone, from his ear for the hem of his shirt. You don't know either. You don't know what he could do to make you feel better.

You don't know if you can feel better.

"Jungkook talked to me too. He's worried about you just as much as Yoongi is. And Namjoon. And everyone else." He asks, hands on your knees. "What's happening?"

"I don't know." You shrug, because you truly don't know. "I feel like I have to decide something because things are changing, but I don't know what the question is. I don't know what I'm supposed to choose because I don't know what the problem is I'm supposed to solve." You ramble to him, and in a way, he breathes a bit easier now hearing you open up again.

Like you're taking a step towards him again, back into his range.

"Princess, why are you making things so hard for yourself?" He asks gently. "I feel like you're looking way too far ahead right now. It's okay to try and be prepared for what might change- but you can't put your present life on hold just because you're trying to figure out what's not even decided yet." He tries to reason with you. "There's things we all know will happen. Things that probably will happen, things that might, things we're not sure about and things we don't even know yet." The idol explains, wiping your cheeks for you. "And it's fun to try and color in the future, even if there's no lines to guide yet. But you can't get lost in that." He shakes his head.

"I ruined it all now, didn't I?" You worry quietly, looking down. "I made everyone upset, and worry, and sad-"

"You were trying to make it easy for us, and that's understandable." He smiles encouragingly. "And I appreciate that. Everyone does." Jimin nods at you. "But the easiest for us is when you're with us. That's when we're happiest."

You sniffle a little, having calmed down now. "...do you think my vaccines are still up to date to fly out?" You ask meekly, and he laughs happily at you, pulling you close so you can't spot how he's holding back tears.

"We can worry about that when we're home."

[spookyserenades]

i started reading this recent chapter at night but had to postpone it to the morning because the scene where they were scoping out the Sanders’ house was genuinely creeping me out 😭 idk anytime there’s a mention of people feeling dark energy in a room i’m like omg i feel it in my room 💀 I’m so glad we’ve been getting more paranormal scenes though!! I feel like it’s pretty rare (for me at least) to find a true paranormal fic so i absolutely eat it up (during the safety of the daytime lol)! Also the whole “there’s many” scene?!? HELLO!!? OC and Namkook are stronger than me bc i would never even think of going back to that house 🙅🏻‍♀️

Also I need to make some commotion for relationship 2/7 bc whew last month’s cliffhanger had me tweaking 😭 Seokjin is just so damn dreamy and adorable! It’s crazy seeing the hybrids’ personalities and then seeing how they are in the bedroom 👀 Seokjin prolonging her release like ok sir i see u 😫🧎🏻‍♀️ And honestly breeding kinks will always get me like omfg i will have ur babies this INSTANT! Is it safe to say that Jin’s alpaca stuffie is Rj bc that’s the only way I can picture it which had me cracking up bc not OC and Jin absolutely violating Rj with their activities 😭😭😭

OOP! Sorry for spooking you bestie!! I must admit it's gonna get even creepier soon, so definitely read it during the day time 😉 I agree omg like sometimes I'm watching Ghost Adventures and I convinced myself that there's a ghost in the corner of my living room LMAO. I love love love writing the paranormal scenes!!! @jincherie wrote a really good Taehyung one if you're interested in that 💜 Finally, all my years of watching ghost shows have paid off somehow-- knowing all the gadgets and shit 💀 But you're sooo right I'd not look forward to going back to that house, but Y/N is one stubborn bitch!

Seokjin, and I mean this with my whole mind body and spirit, would be the best boyfriend on the entire planet. Thank you! It's my goal to get everyone to fall in love with him, and I hope it's working 👹 Oh yeah... I stare at a wall for a good part of the day crafting up how they are in the sack. I'm so excited to write Namjoon smut eventually, I have seven years worth of thirst to put on paper 💀

No I know I'd have 10 babies call me 19 kids and counting with Seokjin! I mean man is so gorgeous and wonderful, how could I not want as many of his babies as physically possible??? LMAOOOO just another case of self-indulgent Dana, giving him that kink 💀 And yesss safe to say it is RJ! Seokjin irl doesn't sleep without him, nor does jaguar Seokjin 💜💜💜

[themonotonysyndrome]

Hi Lady monotone! Hope you’re doing well. 💜 anyways I always wonder about your opinion of how Castin and Celica would act on a normal day-to-day basis (would they bicker?would they be lovey doves on a regular basis?would they even have time to interact?) I’d like to know your thoughts on the matter thank you!

.

(P.S your writing is impeccable 🥹 thank you for feeding us)

I'm doing well, thank you for asking, Anon~ I hope you're doing well yourself.

Ah, Castin and Celica's daily routine, eh? Huh. I've never really thought about it in detail. Now it's as good a time as any to explore what that is!

So, right off, these two are not gonna have normal work hours. A Baroness and a Military Commander can't just take their title out of their lives when the sun goes down for the day. It's just not realistic.

We all know that the Baroness is super busy, realistically? I kinda see that Castin is the same. Yeah, sure, there's no war anymore (technically), but the rebels are still out there, and tension between Intacian and the Empire is still going on strong. Most people see this as a ceasefire rather than peace, so our characters still have a lot of work to do. Oh! We can't forget about the prejudice now, can we?

But that's an issue for another time.

Since Celica and Castin are always busy with their respective duties, the two will always make the most of it whenever they're together, such as waking up in the morning. More often than not, it's a blessing. The two would sometimes have sawft sex, and Castin will always try to persuade Celica to bathe with him, but he'll always get denied nfdjksfadsf. Then it's breakfast time! The last activity that the two will do together before they go their separate ways. The couple will exchange their plans for the day and Celica will kiss her husband at least thrice before he finally goes off.

Celica's schedule:

Catching up with her duties as Baroness first. That means keeping up with correspondents from the Empire. Check through weekly mining reports of gemstones. Keep track of all of her investments, domestic and international. Request results and updates from various welfare projects. Allocating budgets for NEW welfare projects, charities, and other necessities.

Then it's lunchtime! If Castin is not around, she usually has it on the balcony of her office. Ezekiel will remain inside in case she needs anything. If Castin is around, she'll let him choose where they're gonna eat as long as it doesn't take up more than 3 hours (yes, she's very strict about this).

After lunch, she focuses on her duties as Queen Isolde's adviser. She has to keep up with Parliamant; watch for any extreme reactions or malicious intentions from Intacian nobles and generals. Find out what industries and in what sector Intacia needs major improvement like road works, education, farming & etc. Established her footing within the underbelly of the country so she could gather intelligence against those who opposed King Rhett and Queen Isolde. Lastly, ensure that the team that teaches the royal couple etiquette did their job correctly.

Now it's tea time. Celica would still continue working while munching on some scones.

Then it's dinner time! Again, if Castin is around, they'd have dinner together. They would try not to talk about their work and instead plan what they want to do together on the weekend. Going on dates, visiting various towns for the thrill of it, going shopping, staying in and just binge-watching movies, going riding; whatever!

Now Celica is preparing to retire for the day. She'll bathe with Castin, and the rest of the night is theirs, but if he's not around, Celica will go over any leftover work from earlier while the maids prepare her for bed. This usually means she'll stay up until midnight.

But if she needs to prepare something important the next day, like hosting a ball or traveling back to the Empire, then she won't sleep.

Castin's schedule:

Now, Castin's daily routines are a lot more flexible. He'll train with his men, new recruits, and other generals. Take stock of their inventory, their weapons and armours. Catch up with his generals for anything suspicious or urgent that needs his attention like the security of the Intacian Palace and any rebel movements.

Then it's lunchtime! Same thing applies to Celica applies her except Castin hates breaking bread alone so he'll hang out with his men.

Now it's time for Castin to head for patrol. He'll travel to nearby cities and check in with the guards and policemen if they need anything. He'll keep his ears on the ground for any malicious rumour or gossip regarding any uprisings. His other generals have the same duties as well as they are instructed to visit other towns and villages.

Castin is not big on tea time though his break consists of amusing himself by either noting down things that remind him of Celica or looking for cafes that he wants to bring her to.

It's dinner time! If he can make it back home, he'll have a meal with the Baroness, wowing her with his time outside but if he's tracking down criminals or rebels, he'll eat with his men again.

Bedtime differs with circumstances. He'll bathe with Celica, and the two will have multiple rounds of sex - until he's certain that his wife will sleep 'till the morning afterward. But if he's out of the manor, he'll stargaze for a few hours before going to bed.

...And yeah! I think that's it for now. Realistically, these two barely interacts because of how busy they are but they still make it work! Still carve out time for each other and make sure the other isn't burn out or hurt after long days of non-stop working.

Also, I'm really happy that you enjoy my writings, Anon. I made it with love after all dsnfkjnsdkjfnds You're very kind.

[bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky]

Panic | Bucky Barnes x Reader

Hi, friends! Catch me writing fanfic on my lunch break lol. I hope everyone is having a lovely day and I hope you enjoy this lil something that I was able to hammer out while my students were at lunch. :)

Please message me with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! 💜

**TW: Mention of panic attack**

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Last night had been particularly bad for Bucky. This happened every so often, and you were mostly used to it by now. Something would set him off and he'd go down the rabbit hole, spiraling deeper and deeper into guilt and self-hatred. Without fail, he always ended up asking why you were with him, how you could stand to be sleeping next to a murderer every night.

Every time this happened, he'd make mention of leaving. He'd mutter something about not deserving you. Not being good enough for you. He'd tell you he was going to leave, that he would pack a few things and be out in no time so you could live your life without being burdened by him.

And every time, you'd talk him down. You'd remind him of who he really is, what he means to you, and how utterly broken you'd be if he left. You'd remind him that he never has been and never will be a burden. You'd pull him in tight, letting him rest his head on your chest while you played with his hair. It would calm him enough so he could eventually fall asleep, and you'd follow shortly thereafter. You'd wake up the next morning with his heavy body still on top of yours, his strong arms wound tightly around your waist.

But not today. No, this morning was different. You woke up alone. Touching the sheets on Bucky's side of the bed, you realized they were cold- his body heat long gone. His nightstand caught your eye and you saw that his phone was missing. The apartment was silent. You strained for any sound indicating he was home but heard nothing.

"Bucky?" you called out, hearing your voice echo through the empty hallways. Nothing.

You sprung out of bed and raced to check every room for him. Empty study, empty bathroom, empty hall. You turned the corner and rushed into the kitchen, colliding with your super soldier boyfriend.

"Woah, woah, hey!" he caught you with one hand and removed his headphones with the other. "Where's the fire, babe?" He looked at you with pure amusement, wondering what was causing your early morning antics.

"I- I thought...I thought you-" you stammered.

You hadn't realized until this moment just how tight your chest had become. You slid down the wall and finally came to a stop when your ass hit the floor. Tears filled your eyes and clouded your vision while you felt sharp, shallow breaths entering your lungs at an alarming rate.

"Hey, hey," Bucky knelt beside you, worry creasing his brow, "You're okay. Everything's okay..."

But it was too late. You were already in the midst of a panic attack. It had been years since your last one, but the thought of Bucky leaving in the middle of the night had been enough to trigger it. You struggled to catch your breath and felt hot tears steadily streaming down your face. Bucky sat down in front of you, wiping your tears and clearing your vision.

"Baby, hey. Look at me, okay?" he tried to get you to focus on anything besides the panic flooding your body, but to no avail. "I need you to look at me, doll. You're gonna breathe with me, alright?" He motioned for you to inhale with him, keeping your eyes intensely locked with his. You exhaled with him before taking another inhale on his command.

"You're doing great, sweets" he whispered, "let's keep going".

Your hammering heartbeat began to slow after a few minutes and you felt the burning slowly recede from your lungs. Bucky made you do a few more rounds of breathing with him before kissing you on the forehead.

"I'll be right back", he promised as he ran to get you a glass of water.

You buried your face in your hands, trying to banish your negative thoughts. Bucky hurried back and handed you the glass. You took a few small sips, your hand shaking slightly as you did so. He took the drink from you and brought your hand up to his lips, kissing your palm gently a few times.

"Do you want to tell me what that was about?"

You leaned your head back against the wall and let out a sigh. "It's not a big deal. I just- I woke up, and you weren't there. And neither was your phone. So I started thinking about last night and all the things you said and-" you could feel yourself getting worked up again, so you paused for a moment to catch your breath. "And I called out to you, but you didn't answer- I thought you left, Buck...and I panicked."

Bucky wrapped his strong arms around you and pulled you into his lap, holding you tight against his body. "I'm right here. I went for a run this morning to clear my head and still had my head phones in when I got home. My bad, baby. I didn't mean to scare you," he held you just a bit tighter, pulling you against his chest.

You shook your head, "No, Buck. It's okay, you dont have to apologize. I just got nervous, that's all."

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head. "I know what I said, and I know I go through some weird stuff sometimes..." he took your face in his hands, his eyes boring into yours.

"But I could never leave you. I promise".

[pink-flame]

For the ask game! Speak Now by Taylor Swift💜

Oh wow thank you for this selection! Listing my favorite Taylor lyrics is my true calling.

Mine - You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter (my dad issues have never sounded so poetic)

Sparks Fly - Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around

Back to December - Maybe this is wishful thinking/Probably mindless dreaming/But if we loved again I swear I'd love you right

Speak Now - I am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion

Dear John - And you'll add my name to the long list of traitors who don't understand /And I'll look back with regret how I ignored when they said "run as fast as you can" (I could pretty much list this entire song. So good!)

Mean - Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things/drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing

The Story of Us - The battle's in your hands now/But I would lay my armor down/If you'd say you'd rather love than fight

Never Grow Up - I just realized everything I have is someday gonna be gone

Enchanted - I'm wonder struck blushing all the way home

Better than Revenge - She thinks I'm a psycho cause I like to rhyme her name with things

Innocent - Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days/Always a bigger bed to crawl into/Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything/And everybody believed in you

Haunted - You and I walk a fragile line/I have known it all this time/Never thought I'd see it break

Last Kiss - So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep/And I'll feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe/And I'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are/Hope it's nice where you are

Long Live - And the cynics were outraged/screaming "this is absurd"/cause for a moment a band of thieves in ripped up jeans got to rule the world

Ours - So don't you worry your pretty little mind/people throw rocks at things that shine

If This Was a Movie - Flashback to a night when you said to me, "nothing's going to change, not for me and you"/not before I knew how much I had to lose

Superman - I always forget to tell you I love you/I loved you from the very first day

Well that was fun. :)

[shinaus]

Good evening, kitty cat. Guess who fell asleep after the ask? Chances are, you went to bed way after I did. How was your day? You spoil me with those wonderful pupper pictures. He might be a little jealous (who wouldn't be jealous when not getting your attention?), but I'm sure he knows how loved he is too. And it's a lovely place you went to. I'm rather fond of forests and coastal sights, it must have been a great time. Also...boyfriend quiz huh? I didn't expect you to get a different result. If so, I'd have to have a small chat with one of my coworkers. Nothing too serious, just a little warning not to break your heart. After all, I may be soft with you but I still am a criminal's nightmare regardless of how 'great' their quirk is. Love - your Toshi 💜

evening love! i'm reassured in knowing that you were sleeping well, i think it says more on my schedule than yours when you're falling asleep before me even on a time difference. how has your day been? i hope work wasn't too bad today and that any customers you were dealing with were at least easy

my day was great! it was nice and warm here today, i spent it sitting out in the sun and catching up on some reading. there's a lake not too far either, so got to go on a nice walk as well after dinner! i had a feeling you would enjoy the answer, i certainly did — you know you're always gonna be the one for me, right? there would no no need for warnings, you had my heart long before you even knew hehe. i hope your night is going well, i love you more 🤍

[naterson]

I've had such terrible days at work that I'm literally coming home and just crying from how exhausted and over used I am 😭 I just need to vent and you don't even have to reply! So at work they're working my to the bone, making me stay till 12am on school nights and putting me to work with the slowest people there. Also we were supposed to get a .50 raise after 5 weeks of working but I either never got it or they just never told me but my other coworker got it....they also are giving the lead position to another girl even tho I worked my ass off to prove I'd be best for it, literally everyone at my bakery said I deserve it and I'm not gonna get it so I'm really sad I have to leave not because I love the job but because I'm gonna miss working with the people I consider my friends....I'm leaving because I'm fucking fed up with how they're treating me. Today the girl I close with called in and they didn't tell me they didn't even call someone else in they were literally just gonna leave me alone but luckily my favorite worker Molly said she's staying cuz it's wrong what they're doing and Jesus fuck I LOVED this job so so much but the boss has made me HATE it with a fucking passion because I'm nice and they know I'll never say no so my bosses ALWAYS take advantage of me and I'm fuckng sick of being used 😭 anyways I hope youre doing good and im sorry to just dump this on you I just needed to let it off my chest before I start crying at work. You're amazing and thanks for being my friend 💜💜

Oh no!!! 🥺 that’s awful. That’s so awful. I’m so sorry work has treated you like garbage and not the beautiful, talented, wonderful being you are. If I could, I’d come over there and kick your bosses ass. That’s honestly awful. Especially if you liked the job at some point. Maybe you can keep in contact with some of the coworkers you really liked? I had this kind of thing happen to me when I work at a grocery store. It’s just painful and awful but you need to take care of you. You need sleep and rest and time to just do what you want. You are special and important. I’m so sorry things are so rough 🥺 just know I’m more than happy to listen and talk to you. You are amazing 💕