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Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Bucky says I love you for the first time

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There was something about rainy nights that made everything feel softer. Safer. The kind of night where the world quiets down, and it’s just the two of you in your cozy apartment, curled up on the couch with a blanket and the sound of gentle rain tapping against the windows.

Bucky’s socked feet are tucked under your thighs, his vibranium hand loosely holding your own. The movie playing on the TV is long forgotten, background noise to the slow, lazy rhythm of the moment. You glance over at him from where your head rests on the pillow, catching him mid gaze.

He looks so at peace something that still stuns you. That this man, who had once carried the weight of so much pain, had slowly learned to let himself be soft. With you.

“You’re staring,” you murmur with a sleepy smile, brushing your thumb over the back of his hand.

Bucky chuckles softly, eyes crinkling at the corners. “Can you blame me?”

You blush, rolling your eyes affectionately. “You’re such a sap.”

His grin fades into something gentler, and he shifts, sitting up a little straighter. “You make it easy.”

The warmth in your chest grows. “I do?”

He nods slowly, studying your face like he’s memorizing it. “You… You make everything easier. The quiet mornings. The bad dreams. Even grocery shopping. You make it all feel… light.”

Your breath catches, and for a second, you think maybe just maybe this is it. The moment.

He looks nervous now, his thumb fidgeting with the edge of the blanket. You sit up, taking both his hands in yours, grounding him. “Bucky?”

He meets your gaze. “I” He swallows hard. “I’ve been trying to say something. For a while now. And every time, I get scared I’ll mess it up or say it too soon or not enough but…”

You squeeze his hands. “Take your time.”

He takes a shaky breath, and then, like a soft exhale of truth, it comes out. “I love you.”

Three words. Small, but everything.

Your heart stutters. For a second, neither of you moves. The rain is the only sound.

Then you smile the kind of smile that reaches your eyes, that holds nothing but warmth. You lean in and press your forehead to his.

“I love you too, Bucky.”

He lets out a breath like he’s been holding it in for years. And then he’s pulling you into a hug, arms wrapped tight around you like he never wants to let go. His face presses into your neck, and you feel the smile there, soft and real.

You stay like that for a while, tangled in each other, the rest of the world melting away.

And later, when you fall asleep in his arms, the rain still tapping gently at the windows, Bucky whispers the words again just to make sure they stick. “I love you.”

And he means it more every time.

The first thing you feel when you wake up is warmth. Not just the cozy kind that comes from soft blankets and freshly washed sheets but the kind that sinks deep into your chest. The kind that lingers from whispered I love yous and arms wrapped around you like home.

Bucky is still asleep beside you, his face buried in the crook of your neck, his breathing steady and soft. His vibranium arm rests protectively across your waist, grounding and gentle in its weight. You smile, heart fluttering at how peaceful he looks no furrow in his brow, no tightness in his jaw.

Just Bucky. Safe. Loved.

You gently run your fingers through his hair, brushing the strands away from his face. He stirs a little, mumbling something into your shoulder that sounds suspiciously like “don’t move.” “Good morning to you too,” you whisper, grinning.

He hums in response, voice still gravelly with sleep. “Mm. Morning. Stay.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” You lean down and press a soft kiss to his temple. “How’d you sleep?”

Bucky shifts so he can see your face, eyes still heavy lidded but filled with something warm and quiet. “Better than I have in years.”

You both lie there for a few more minutes, wrapped in each other and the early morning calm. Then he says it again, this time with a sleepy little smile that melts you all over again.

“I love you.”

It’s softer now like it’s always been there on the tip of his tongue, just waiting to be said. He says it like he’s breathing, like he finally understands he doesn’t need to hold it in anymore.

You beam. “I love you too, Buck.”

He leans in and kisses you slow and unhurried, like he’s memorizing the taste of morning kisses and the feel of your smile against his. When he pulls back, he rests his forehead against yours.

“I used to be afraid,” he says quietly. “Of saying it. Like… if I said it out loud, something bad would happen. Or I wouldn’t deserve to keep it.”

You wrap your arms around him tighter. “You do deserve it. Every bit of it.”

He nods slowly, like he’s still learning how to believe it. But he’s trying. And that’s everything.

“Thanks for being patient with me.”

“You’re worth the wait,” you whisper. “Every second.”

Eventually, you get out of bed sort of. It turns into a slow, tangled mess of laughter and kisses and lazy attempts to make coffee. Bucky insists on doing it himself even though he absolutely forgets to put the filter in. You don’t mind. You’re too busy watching him hum under his breath in your kitchen, barefoot and in a hoodie.

Later, you sit together on the couch, mugs in hand, wrapped in the same blanket from the night before. The rain has stopped, replaced by soft golden sunlight filtering through the windows.

And Bucky sweet, brave, gentle Bucky turns to you with that same boyish smile and says it again.

“I love you.”

You lean your head on his shoulder, heart full.

“I love you more”

[thequeenofcurses]

Happy Birthday, Sylus 🖤❤️

cw: smut, birthday sex in the forest, kinda public but not really, forced orgasm?, sylus is sylus, im still learning how to write smut better, bear with me, didn't fully proofread so i can post in time whoops T...T wk: 3250

kinda based on the new sylus: where hearts live card, so spoiler alert?

lads masterlist read on ao3

Sweet Like Sugar

Three long hours of driving out of Linkon and you finally arrived at Sylus’ surprise birthday location. Thankfully, the trip wasn’t a complete bore, with Sylus’ constant quips and questions about where you two were going for the day. 

You made the cutest “happy birthday” button, a hand drawn chibi of Sylus with a tiny little crow that he proudly wore.

The national wildlife park entrance was bustling with cars, yet Sylus being the VIP he always is cut right through to the front, waving his black card at the attendant.

“Welcome, Mr. Che,” the attendant stamped the passes you were holding and waved you two in. “And happy birthday sir!”

Once you two traded Sylus’ elite convertible for the land rover, today’s adventure truly began.

The sun dappled through the dense canopy as you and Sylus cruise slowly along the gravel path, windows rolled down, the scent of wildflowers and pine mingling in the fresh air. The wildlife park is quiet, tucked far enough into nature that all you can hear are birds, wind, and the crunch of tires over fallen leaves. No tour guides. No barriers. Just you, Sylus, and the wild.

The drive had started like any other: casual laughter, the occasional startled gasp when a bird flew too close to the windshield, and Sylus’s quiet hums syncing to the low thrum of the engine.

He’s at the wheel, one arm draped casually out the window, the other resting lazily at ten o’clock, though his eyes often flick to you more than the road.

“You’ve been staring,” you say, smiling as you glance at him from the passenger seat.

“And?” he smirks, crimson eyes dark beneath snowy hair. “It’s my birthday. I’m allowed to stare at whatever I want.”

That smirk lingers long after the comment, heating your cheeks. You look away, pretending to focus on a group of deer grazing in a sun-drenched field. Sylus doesn’t push, but the tension between you settles deeper with every passing moment.

Eventually, you find it; a quiet grove of sugar maples nestled beyond a split in the trail. He pulls the rover off-road.

“Looks like we found your birthday treasure,” you tease, stepping out of the rover and stretching. The ground is soft beneath your shoes, and the scent of nature is intoxicating.

Sylus follows, his boots crunching quietly behind you. “Treasure, huh?” His voice is smooth, low. “I thought I already had that.”

You roll your eyes with a smirk, but heat flares in your cheeks anyway.

“Let’s see if we can actually get some of that maple,” you say, stepping toward the nearest tree.“I read that the sap’s still sweet this time of year.” You reach up, fingers grazing the bark, sticky with sap. “Mm. Sweet,” you murmur, licking a dab off your fingertip.

“I thought you said I was the sweet one today,” he teases, stepping close enough for his breath to warm your ear.

You glance back at him. “Maybe I lied.”

“Oh?” His voice is a low hum now, lazy and dangerous. “Then maybe I’ll need to remind you what sweet really tastes like.”

You break eye contact with a laugh, hurrying toward the trees before you melt under the weight of that stare.

The two of you playfully chase after the dripping maple sap, swiping at bark, dodging low branches, Sylus occasionally flicking sticky syrup at you with a mischievous grin. It’s light and innocent… until it’s not.

At one point, you stretch on your tiptoes to try and catch a drop of amber from a higher branch. Sylus comes up behind you, steadying you with one hand on your waist.  

“Careful,” he murmurs. ���Wouldn’t want you to fall.”

Before you can reply, a blur of brown fur barrels into Sylus. A large labradoodle slams into him, sending both of you tumbling to the ground. Sylus takes the brunt of the fall, cushioning you with a grunt and a chuckle.

The dog licks his cheek as if in apology, then bolts back toward its owner.

The two of you stay there for a moment, breathless, laughter fading into a softer silence. The energy between you shifts, less playful now. More charged.

Sylus props himself on one elbow, his other hand finding yours, fingers brushing sticky-sweet sap from your wrist.

“You said something earlier today at the base,” he murmurs, voice a warm breath against your neck. “That I get whatever I want on my special day.”

You tilt your head toward him, your heart skipping. “I did. That was dangerous of me, huh?”

A soft huff of amusement escapes him. “Dangerous?” His hand slides to your waist, pulling you flush against him. “You know me, kitten. I am dangerous.”

You inhale sharply, your hands gripping the soft fabric of his jacket. The forest around you hums, but all you can feel is him.

“And what is it,” you whisper, “that you want?”

He leans in, lips brushing your ear like a secret. “You. Here. Now.”

And just like that, you're picked up, back against the tree, bark rough against your spine, while the sticky scent of maple clings to the air as Sylus kisses you, deep, slow, hungry. Like he’s been waiting all day to taste you. Like it’s the only thing he’s wanted since the moment the sun rose.

He pulls back slightly, eyes half-lidded and dark with want.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he murmurs, one of his classic lines, but this time, it sounds raw, honest, possessive.

You barely get out a breath before his mouth is on yours again, claiming. His hands slide under your shirt, calloused fingertips skimming heated skin. Your hips arch into his touch instinctively, needing more.

“Sylus,” you gasp as he mouths down your neck, sucking a mark just below your collarbone.

“Say it again,” he groans, voice thick with want.

“Sylus.”

His name is a prayer, a curse, a promise.

Your hands fumble at his shirt, and he shrugs it off easily, muscles flexing, eyes locked onto yours like he’s memorizing you. When he kisses you again, it’s harder, deeper, your back arching as he presses his body against yours.

“You have no idea,” he growls, voice vibrating against your skin, “how long I’ve wanted to ruin you somewhere only we know.”

The sunlight filters through the leaves, casting gold over sweat-slicked skin and tangled limbs. Clothes fall away like they were never needed. He lays you down on his jacket, soft against the mossy earth, and kisses every inch of you like it’s sacred.

The birthday boy takes his time, exploring you as you both slowly explored the park today. Inch by inch, worshipping your body, while undressing you. His long fingers find that sweet spot of yours, rubbing through your panties, reveling in your wetness.

Despite the mild temperature and the fact he now has you naked, his body above you is keeping you warm. Sylus unbuckles his belt, his scarlet eyes, never leaving yours. His pants and boxers slide off of him and he leaves you for a split second, only to return with some maple sap on his fingers.

He drags them, slowly down your chest, down, down, down, to your pussy. Starting from your neck, leaves playful bites and kisses and then licks the sap pooling down your chest, savoring in the flavor. You can’t help but moan, the sensation overwhelming. Sylus continues to go lower and lower until his throbbing cock’s tip is just reddened, begging for stimulation.

Not yet, though.

It may be his birthday, but he isn’t afraid to give you a treat, or rather, take a treat from you.

He collects more maple sap and pinches it, letting it drip down just above your pussy.

“I can’t…” he starts licking and kissing your clit, lapping up your slick mixed with the sap. “Get enough of you.”

“Nghh, Sylus,” your fingers find their way to tangle in his white locks while he utterly devours you.

“I want to taste- mhm-, all of you,” he says between licks. “Don’t hold back, kitten.”

“Sy–” You’re abruptly cut off when he quickly slides one, then two fingers into you. His tongue doesn’t relent, the warm muscle savoring every drop of you while his fingers twist inside you. They’re so close to hitting that spot. He knows exactly what he’s doing. “Sylus, please, I-I can’t–”

“Give it to me, kitten,” his warm breath tingles against your folds and his fingers pick up the pace. Finally, finally, his two fingers curl and hit that golden spot of yours. His mouth sucks your clit just perfectly, his warm tongue tapping at your nub juuuust right when you– 

“F-ffuck Sylus… I–” your red polished nails twirl his hair so hard, but he doesn't complain. Your thighs shake and tremble as they try to close around him. He lets you ride out your orgasm on his face, but when you open your eyes and see his throbbing cock, you know he wants more.

The way he crawls up to you, his face slick with your cum, the way his abs and pecs flex, how his scarlet eyes are full of desire, how his cock is leaking precum…

You grab him by his face and pull him into a deep, sloppy kiss, tasting yourself and the sap, on his lips and tongue. His arms wrap around your waist, pressing his hard body against yours.

You flip him over and straddle him, his eyes glued to your body. He bites his lip and groans, his hands running along your soft curves.

“Time for me to return the favor,” you breathe out.

“Hm?”

You give him soft sweet kisses, with cute little nibbles starting at his neck as you trail down his body. Your delicate hands grasp his length, feeling it throb in your hand. Your hand palms in comparison to his manhood, your fingers don’t even fully wrap around it.

“Kitten…” Sylus sighs, his hand reaching up to brush the side of your cheek.

“Don't worry, birthday boy,” you smile. “I'll take care of you.”

Your thumb circles around his tip, his pre-cum coating his cock. You start pumping him, earning a few low groans from him. Your lips find their way around his shaft and the first thing you do is lick up his precum.

“Fuck, baby girl, you're so sexy,” Sylus growls, watching as you bob your head on him.

The way you hollow out your cheeks, the way your tongue swishes around his cock, the way your lips pop when you come off his tip, the way his eight inch cock glistens when he's slick with your saliva…

Your mouth is so incredibly full and your eyes well up just from the pressure. WHY IS HE SO THICK!? He could kill you with his cock if he really wanted to. Your  head bobs him up and down, your hands even find their way to his oh-so-full balls that were just waiting to be milked by you. 

His fingers find their way into your hair and he thrusts up, a little too rough. You moan around him and he does it again. And again. The vibrations send his head spinning and the moans only make him fuck your face harder.

“Fuck, Kitten, wait-” You disappointedly slide his dick out of your mouth and look up at him, batting your lashes. There’s a cute trail of spit that stays connected to your mouth from his tip for a moment. It’s ridiculously adorable. 

“Yes?”

“I need to be inside you so bad,” Sylus' hand moves to cup your chin.

You sit up and straddle him again, this time, hovering just over his tip. He can feel the warmth and wetness of your entrance.

“Beg,” you command.

“Kitten,” Sylus chuckles. “Do you know who I am? What I've done? I don't beg.”

“You're the one who told me not to hold back, Sylus.” You smirk, grinding on him a bit. “Now beg.”

“Baby girl, please, let me be inside you, please,” Sylus says.

You slide down his cock, inch by inch, letting him stretch you out. He feels so fucking good.

“Good boy,” you coo, sliding up and down him, slowly.

Sylus' eyes are shut, his face contorted with pleasure. He's so beautiful.

“I love watching you like this,” you lean in and whisper into his ear.

“Like what?” Sylus grunts. He's using everything in his power not to bend you over against a tree and fuck you into oblivion.

“So pretty, enjoying yourself,”" you start going faster, his cock hitting the best spots inside you. "Enjoying me."

“Kitten,” Sylus wraps his arm around your waist and sits up, holding you on his lap. He kisses your shoulder. "I can't get enough of you. I never will.”

“Sylus,” you moan as he starts bucking his hips.

“Mm, you're so tight, baby girl,” Sylus breathes. “You're fucking perfect.”

“You fill me up so good,’ you whine, grinding against him.

“Shit, baby, I'm not gonna last much longer,” Sylus grips your hips and thrusts harder.

“Neither am I,” you kiss him and his hand snakes up to your breast, massaging and rolling your nipple between his fingers.

“You're mine, princess, say it,’ Sylus growls.

“I'm yours,” you breathe.

“Say my name, tell me who you belong to,” Sylus orders, his lips on your neck, biting and sucking.

“Sylus,” his cock slams into you, so close to your g-spot. “Sylus, I'm yours, Sylus!”

“Cum for me, kitten, I want to watch you cum,” Sylus growls, and you obey, cumming on his cock. Your nails dig into his thighs as you try to balance yourself as his pace quickens and he fucks you through your orgasm, his name falling from your lips.

“That's it, baby, so good for me,” Sylus grunts and he cums too, spilling his seed inside you. He holds you against him, your foreheads pressed together.

Not even a minute after finishing, he's hard again, throbbing, and he fills you so completely you see stars. He feels even bigger now. Is that even possible?

He lays you in the grass, on top of his jacket, like you're the most precious thing ever, never disconnecting from you. His hips press yours into the ground, his weight warm and perfect and solid. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer, deeper, until the sound of his voice is lost in a string of broken moans.

Around you, the forest watches in quiet stillness, birds flitting through trees, a fox slipping between the brush, unbothered by the irony of two humans fucking like animals in the heart of their world.

“So, a Hunter just lets their guard down in a place like this?” he murmurs into your ear between thrusts.

“As crazy as it seems,” you pant. “I know I’m safe with you.”

His smile reaches his eyes. That was an unexpected answer, but one that brings him happiness.

Sylus fucks like he loves, deep, slow, passionate. You cling to him, nails scraping down his back as the world melts away into nothing but sensation. The rough, hot friction, his breath against your ear, the smell of sweat and sex and the forest and him, all him, Sylus.

You lose yourself to the rhythm, to the way his body moves with yours, to the soft praises he mutters against your skin.

“Perfect…” he whispers. “So.” Thrust. “Fucking.” Thrust. “Perfect.” Thruuuust.

Your body moves against his like it was made to be here, his rhythm relentless and sublime, your thighs starting to shake. His eyes meet yours, dark and desperate and needy. Your eyes squeeze shut as you arch beneath him, nails digging into his back as your hips stutter against his. His movements speed up, chasing his own high.

“Syy-Sylusss,” you're slurring at this point. Drunk on his cock.

“One more, Kitten,” he grunts, pounding into you. “Give me one more.” His large hands are bruising your hips as he gets a grip while his tip is kissing your cervix. Your legs feel like jelly, and if it wasn't for the fact that you're inside a semi-public area, you would want this to last forever. “C'mon, princess, for my birthday?”

“Syyy, I– ” he shuts you up before you even have the chance to finish.

Who were you to deny him? The birthday boy? The leader of Onychinus?

Sylus suddenly flips you over, and you show him the prettiest arch.

One hand firmly presses your head down and his other grips your ass as his hips snap forward, pounding into you mercilessly. If you won’t give him one, he’ll just take it. 

It's too much. Too good. You feel his tip hitting your cervix, over and over and over, practically entering your womb—the pressure almost painful, the slap of his hips against your ass, the feeling of him stretching you out, his head keeping you down. It really is too much.

The sap, your fluids, his fluids, it only made it easier for him to slide in and out of you effortlessly. He felt bigger, thicker, and the noises you were making were getting louder, echoing across the forest.

Sylus' free hand slides up your back, grabbing the roots of your messy hair and pulling, the sting forcing a moan out of your mouth.

“So pretty, baby,” Sylus says. “Mine.”

You're both covered in sweat, the leaves, and dirt sticking to your skin. The sun is starting to set and the forest is getting darker.

“I- Sylus, I-I'm close,” you whimper, tears once again forming in the corners of your eyes.

He thrusts, harder, and harder, and harder. Giving, no – taking, what’s his today. Everyday. 

“Me too, Kitten, just let go,” Sylus says.

And then you do, seeing white and feeling weightless, the forest spinning around you. Your release is mind shattering, your body shaking uncontrollably, but Sylus’ big warm hands steady you. Your eyes squeeze shut as you arch in front of him, your tight walls pulsating and milking his cock, nails digging into his sides.

The final crescendo is white-hot, all-consuming, as he groans your name like it’s the only one he’ll ever speak again.

“Y/n…” he chokes out. “Y/n, y/n, y/n, y/n.” 

He fucks you through your orgasm, hips stuttering, pace growing erratic. You kiss him, messy and desperate. It only takes a moment before he follows, and he kisses you back, hungry and starving and full of emotion he doesn't quite know how to voice.

You stay there for a moment, bodies still joined, hearts slowing. The wind rustles the leaves above, and the world goes on.

He's panting as he breaks away, eyes half-lidded, his mouth red from the kiss.

“Happy birthday,” you giggle breathless.

“It's been the best one yet, kitten,” Sylus smiles, a genuine smile. “Let's go home and I can thank you properly.”

You chuckle and nod, stealing another kiss before getting dressed.

Sylus takes his jacket, but before he can put it on, you snatch it.

“I'm keeping this,” you say, slipping it on and smiling.

“Fine by me, princess,” Sylus smirks, guiding you to the gravel path. “Now let's get back. We can pick up a few more things from the gift shop.”

“Okay!”

“You know, if it wasn't my birthday, I'd say we do that again, but somewhere even more public,” Sylus jokes.

“You're ridiculous,” you roll your eyes, but laugh, climbing back into the rover.

“You're perfect,”  he compliments, following you in.

a/n also YES these are my photos except the shirtless one lol

[nixie-writes]

Hey! I’ve spent like an hour religiously reading your works! Could I get a Husk x fem! Cat demon! Reader who was his medic when he fought in the war, and they fell in love only for him to die- and he recognizes her after he catches her humming a song she used to sing to him? Like a heartfelt reunion? It’s super cheesy and long! Feel free to ignore!

☕️-anon

I feel so honored uwu I've had this blog running for over a year and a half so some of my work is trash but I'm glad you like it! This turned into more of a fanfic with plot points than headcanons but enjoy lol

-”da-da-da-da, mm-mm,” you hummed to yourself in the infirmary, all alone. You were waiting to treat the injured from the current war going on and were demanded to stay in your quarters. You couldn’t find anything to entertain yourself with so you decided to hum that little tune you and your boyfriend, who only went by Husk, loved to hear. 

-you were snooping through a filing cabinet, reading classified documents as you usually did, when a soldier no older than 19 burst into your office, sweating, eyes bulged. Before you could ask what was wrong two other soldiers dragged in none other than Husk who, despite bleeding heavily and leaning on one side, demanded to walk. You didn't bother closing the cabinet before rushing to see him.

-laying him down on a gurney you inspected Husk. He had a bullet wound that pierced through his liver. The liver wasn't elastic enough to handle a bullet wound. Judging by how bloodied up Husk was you guessed his liver had practically exploded from the impact.

-you began stuffing the wound with whatever gauze you could find, trying to staunch the bleeding. In the back of your head you knew it was futile but you knew you'd never be able to live with yourself if you hadn't at least tried.

-as you were rolling up another bundle of gauze to push into the wound Husk grabbed you by your arm gently, weakly. He gave you the softest, sweetest of smiles and told you bluntly, "you're too late". You were hyperventilating at this point, tears falling down your face, fighting to see clearly so you could continue to stuff the wound. You turned to face the three soldiers behind you. "The fuck are you doing standing around like a bunch of twats, do something!" But none of them moved, only grabbing their hats and placing said hats over their hearts. You turned around to continue your process and you were met with glassy eyes staring at nothing, blood still oozing lazily from his gunshot wound.

-it was after Husk's death that you left the army. You couldn't bear to watch another person die because of your incompetence. Similar to Husk who could beat anyone in a drinking contest, you became an alcoholic, trying to drink down the pain. You died at a shockingly young age due to liver failure from all your drinking.

-when you died you arrived in Hell, a pink cat demon complete with a collar. You thought it was silly but went with it. You spent about a year walking the streets, humming that little tune Husk loved so much. There's no way such a perfect being could have ended up down here but you held hope.

-late one night you were walking home from the store, humming as usual. The older demons and Hellborns came to recognize you for humming the same song. You never told them why, you just said you liked it.

-during your walk home you saw a familiar face clad in red - one of the Overlords, trying to score a deal with some poor sap. It wasn't your business and you didn't want it to be your business so you continued on, humming as per usual.

-this caught the attention of the cat demon next to the Overlord, Alastor, who ran to you. He almost crashed into you, making you drop some bananas in the process. He helped you pick everything up, and you asked him what he wanted with you.

-"that song, I've heard it before. Where did you learn it?" His eyes were round and pleading. You shrugged casually. "It's...just a song my boyfriend liked me to sing before he died." You replied. You'd never told a soul about that before. His breathing hitched. "Was he in a war?" he asked a little too hopefully. Awkwardly you nodded. Before you could ask how he knew, Alastor called out, "we're leaving Husker!" You blinked in surprise. Husker...? Husk?

-"I know it sounds crazy and it sure fucking is but, I think I'm your boyfriend who died," Husk explained quickly. You quirked an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? What's one thing only my boyfriend would know?" You inquired with a crass smirk. "Uh let's see...you never liked apple pie because when your dad baked it it always came out sour, and you sometimes stole your dad's cigarettes," he replied. Holy shit, no one else knew that. "Is it really you, [Y/N]?" he inquired hopefully. You nodded your head slowly.

"It's nice to finally meet you again."

[acideathr]

‧₊˚♪𝄞࿐₊˚⊹ 𝖙𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝄞₊ ⊹ 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖙 ● 𝖌𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 ● 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘁 ⤿ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 ● 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗼𝘁𝘂𝘀𝗲𝘀

♫ .. “ ... 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 ... “ ★ . •° . －𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳 ．．• ♡︎

sebek: WITHER, PLANTS!!!

sebek: what in the world?!

silver: the flowers just absorbed sebek's magic!

malleus: the more spells we fire off, the more empowered they become.

malleus: their color... the way they glow... it's almost like fire.

rook: careful, yuu. there are flowers sprouting up behind you!

deuce: yuu! get away!

trein: rgh... we won't make it in time!

grim: YUU!!!

deuce: ...hm?

yuu: uh, nothing's happening, guys.

grim: what? they ain't doin' anything?! great, you had me worried over nothin'!

trein: so you're all right, yuu?...aha! i have it!

trein: everyone, put away your magical pens!

epel: huh? but won't the flowers swarm us if we do that?

rook: epel, we must listen to our wise professor.

malleus: silver and sebek, that goes for you as well. do as trein says.

silver & sebek: yes, sir!

idia: the flowers aren't multiplying as fast now that our pens are away...

neige: no, watch out! everybody get back!

rook: roi des neiges?! oh, no! he fell defending us!

chenya: riddle, stick behind me. you too, card soldier! don't just stand there!

riddle: chenya?! i never asked you to cover me! i can fight!

neige: ahaha... we're all aspiring mages going to school on the same island. we gotta… help each other… out...

chenya: get out while i distract them... urgh...

aide: it's no use, we can't defend against these flowers! they've already surrounded us!

vice president: this is a disaster! i must notify president rollo... ack! stay away from meee!

idia: the mages trying to fend off the flowers with magic are getting totally overrun and collapsing...

idia: i can't draw any definitive conclusions from just this, but it's a safe hypothesis to say these flowers respond to magic.

trein: everyone, gather around me and listen carefully. whatever you do, don't even THINK about using magic right now.

azul: do you know what these flowers are, professor?

trein: mm. i don't want to believe it, but given their fiery appearance and ability to absorb magic, there can be no doubt.

trein: these are firelotuses!

azul: firelotuses? i've never heard of such flowers. are they common on land?

jamil: no, it's the first i've heard of them too...and i know i'd remember if i'd seen one.

malleus: i can hardly blame you for not knowing about them. even i didn't recall them immediately.

malleus: they're plants that thrive on all manner of magical energy.

epel: when you say all magical energy, does that mean...?

malleus: yes, that includes the magical energy of mages such as ourselves.

deuce: what?!

malleus: when they sense magic, they reach out their vines, much like other plants reacting to the sun. then they grow roots and absorb the magic.

malleus: they'll continue to sap a mage's magical energy. it serves as nourishment to help them bloom.

malleus: and once they absorb the last of the mage's energy...

malleus: ....the mage loses their magic permanently.

THEY LOSE THEIR MAGIC?!

idia: dude, that's a final boss right there! they must be the most OP enemy in all of twisted wonderland!

azul: there's a plant that horrifying growing on land?!

riddle: wait. this doesn't make sense.

riddle: if a plant that dangerous existed, surely we would've learned about it in school.

malleus: firelotuses went extinct centuries ago.

malleus: as i understand it, people back then banded together to eradicate the entire species, in light of its danger.

malleus: nowadays, books on the history of magic give the plants only a passing mention, as an old legend.

trein: precisely.

sebek: that's our malleus! your erudition knows no bounds!

grim: that guy just never stops...

epel: but what's an extinct plant even doing here, and why is there so much of it?

malleus: that would be a better question for him.

grim: him...?

???: hmph. so you're still standing. i suppose your wretched academy's reputation is deserved after all.

grim: mrah! it's you...

⭑♪⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ⭑♪⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

©𝗖𝗢𝗣𝗬𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 ● @acideathr 2025 ⤿ my work is not yours to take; posting chapters requires significant time and effort. all credit is due to aniplex and yana toboso; show your support by downloading the twisted wonderland. this blog particularly caters to players who cannot access the en game because of their region or those who aren't willing to download the game

[aidenlyons]

Shopping takes longer than it should, but that's partially because Aiden gets a little distracted by some of Jake's new outfits. It's a good thing they decided to stay the night.

A: This might have been a little excessive.

J: Maybe. Worth it though.

A: Don't go to sleep on me yet.

J: I'm not. Just taking a moment to appreciate what we have back home. I forgot how noisy it can be here.

A: I never thought I'd miss the country so much.

J: Amazing how quick you get used to something. C'mere.

Aiden leans back against Jake and relaxes, sighing happily and listening to the sounds of the city.

A: I'm glad we did this. Really. I feel like we've been really busy lately.

J: I'm sorry, babe. I'll do better. We're just adjusting.

A: I know. Look at that, can't even see the stars.

J: Mm. Weather's only getting nicer, we can lay out and stargaze properly stargaze when we get home.

A: Tell me more about what you've been doing for people.

J: Not sure there's much to tell. It's a lot of manual labor. A couple people needed temporary help, one was sick another twisted their ankle. Some of it is handyman work. Fixing fences, siding, things like that.

A: I didn't even know you could do things like that.

J: I grew up with a single mom who put everything into football stuff for me, babe. I learned to do what I could to save us money.

A: I never thought about that. The building manager always took care of stuff for us.

A: It's weird to think how similar but very different our lives were before we met.

J: Mmm. I guess I never thought about it. I'm looking to the future.

A: The future, huh?

J: Mhm. You and me, Aiden. I see a long future for us.

A: I hope so. I feel like you're planning something.

J: Not really. I'm done planning too far ahead. Now I'm just enjoying every day I have. Or I'm trying to, at least.

A: Watcher, you're such a sap.

J: You love me and my sappiness.

A: Yeah. Yeah, I do.

When they're getting ready for bed, Aiden crawls in behind Jake, making him chuckle a little.

J: What are you doing?

A: Cuddling.

J: Okay. Not that I mind, but this is not normally how you want to cuddle.

A: Maybe I just want to be the big spoon tonight.

Jake is amused by Aiden but he doesn't really care, though he does try and keep his full weight off him.

A: Hey Jake?

J: Yeah?

A: Have you ever thought of getting a tattoo?

J: Not really. Trying to convert me?

A: Did I ever tell you, that when we were apart, I was learning to be a tattoo artist?

J: No, you didn't. What happened?

A: I started focusing on my painting more, and just.. I don't know. I was just thinking, a tattoo right here would look good.

J: Have you been thinking of going back to it?

A: I don't know. I'd still have to get licensed if I wanted to.

J: If you want to, you should go for it. I love your tattoos, I love that you designed them.

A: Would you let me do one for you?

J: If you designed it for me, yeah. I trust you. If this is something you really want, I'll do anything I can to help. I know you've been a bit restless lately with your painting.

A: You're amazing, you know that? I couldn't make someone better if I tried. I don't know how I always forget how much you see.

J: When it comes to you, of course. I love you, Aiden. You're important to me. What you want is important to me.

A: Then I guess I have to call Yufit, see if I can get certified. What you want is important to me too, you know.

J: I know. But right now, I'm happy. I'll let you know if that changes, I promise.

A: Good. I'm still going to paint you though.

J: Looking forward to it.

[no-future-mudwasps]

Local_Storage_Only: Palliative

“How nearby are those DOJ ships, again?”

Loulou Greeves sounded tired. It was hardly the first time. Of everyone on Jeweled Wings About, of all that paltry crew, she generally did the least— said little, acted infrequent, moved about the ship like a ghost. It came with a tacit understanding; she was the oldest of the group, and by two reckonings. She had seen the most, and not just of action. The crone was let to sleep. But the last thirty hours had not been kind to anyone, and least of all (nearly) to her.

The sandwiches had barely helped morale.

“Mm, by now?” The poor sap matching her in clock-in time rubbed her eyes. “A hectohour or so, synchronous-burn. There’s momentum behind those things. We should be fine.”

“Wrong idea. We may need help.”

Saleh sat her elbows in the exposed chest of the patient, leant over the grinning face. “You said this is your area. Moreover— I am *not* sounding the horn when there’s chance we could be board. If it gets bad, I will just… constrain it better.”

“I am thrice a thief.” The crone, so dimmed in her eyes, somehow scowled deeper. “Kilo Nueve. My own bodyself. Your immortal. For all this what I have is a bathysphere learning— a glass pressed through the surface. We are now immersed, as was he.”

“And what did he see? What was down there?”

“Sickness.”

“We’ve done sick.”

“Then he is worse. He loves sickness.”

“Loulou I am about to suffer a stroke if you push my dataplating worse, put down your oracles and be helpful!”

It wasn’t a kind blow. Neither was the goading. No apology exchanged. Neither of them could see one another’s worlds.

It was just… that it had been a long night.

Still, for the corpse, and for her friend, and for her friend— Loulou tried.

“…Heuristics. The ways he seeks. These are our problems because he is a smart person, and a sad one.”

This garnered something closer to concession from Saleh. She clicked her tongue, and thought. Scarified the left arm (it was too eager). Finally, she spoke.

“Are we with a time bomb, then? If he begins to outstrip the heuristic boundaries he’s made—”

“Perhaps not. That clock is yours to make, thank the Monists. More hoops to jump through, more obvious warning signs. Remove one limb and let the other work twice as hard.”

Sal looked at the body. There already wasn’t much there— skeleton in a straitjacket, eaten to pieces. There was precious little fat, but it was there.

“So I will want to know just how aggressive the change is. She deserves dignity.”

“Dignity may kill,” she warns, but relents. Somewhere behind the dead eyes lights some warmth, some pose shifts in a way only her team would see. Her team would always see it. “I’ll do my best. The poltergeist might obscure the test, but it’s worth it.”

“…He wouldn’t actually kill us, right? I know I designed the worst-case but…”

“He will care too much to save everyone.”

Then they removed your arm, and woke you up.

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hello friend i owe you my life. swearing my fealty on one knee

1. Who first brought up the option of marriage? Was it an easy topic?

:} so I think. Shanks would bring it up... Either, he's swept up in a particularly ardent moment, or something happens externally (witnessing another wedding, or just another couple talking about marriage) that has Shanks carefully probing about the idea.

Whether it's easy might depend on how long he and Ace have been together, right? Like, if they've been at it for a while, maybe Ace is taken off guard but after working through the shock, starts goofily playing into the idea. Like, "oh yeah? you'd wanna get hitched with me?" (while smiling more and more helplessly) "think you can handle my in-laws? because, lemme tell you, they'll be a handful. and you've only got the one" (Shanks, grinning even wider: 'low blow, gorgeous.')

but if they're only juuuuuuust reaching a particularly stable point—like, deeply and undeniably in love ofc, but, you know. there's some big drama to work through for them—I could see there being a little trouble. Like, Ace having difficulty believing in it... not difficulty believing Shanks, but like, that this is something really happening to him. He might get kind of closed off/not give a clear answer as a defense mechanism, and end up hurting Shanks with that reluctance. But I also think they'd work through it—either with Ace's immediate regret once he realizes how he affected Shanks (might take a bit of some outside parties talking(/beating) sense into him), or with Shanks' pretty deep understanding of Ace's emotions at that point. It shouldn't be on Shanks to intuit his way through things, and I think Ace would come around--with his whole thing being, learning to open up even at the risk of being hurt, right? dgfsjkhfl this is getting too long but. mm. delicious angst-hurt-comfort. you get it

2. Which one proposed? Was it grand and public? Discreet and private? Was it expected?

Shanks does it when he's, again, swept up in a possibly tipsy fervor of adoration I think Shanks does... at least in a canon(?)/pirate-verse story. He wouldn't want to rush Ace into anything, but that's why he felt the idea out first, and got a sense of what Ace really thought of the idea. But, at a certain point Shanks knows what he wants, and more than that knows what Ace deserves, so...

I really can't decide between grand and discreet. Like, I don't think he'd do anything in the middle of a public market or anything, but he might pull a stunt in front of the Whitebeard or Red Hair crews, ahaha. Again, he'd probably floated the vague idea around Ace to be sure, but the actual proposal would be a surprise... And ugh even if it was public and expected, I bet there would be a separate, ridiculously sentimental, private moment between the two of them afterward.... S,, saps,,,

6. Who were the first people to find out about the engagement? How did they react?

I wanna say the members of their crews, ahaha. omg if the proposal was private, I'm just picturing Benn and Deuce kind of squinting at Shanks and Ace afterward, immediately knowing something is up... and somehow, before Shanks or Ace can even open their mouths, Deuce is like "oh thank god, finally, I couldn't take any more of that moping—" and Benn is like, "only a year late on this one, Captain—thought you'd get the hint way earlier," while Shanks and Ace are both So. Confused

Either way, the crews are generally ecstatic but give them both lots of friendly rounds of ribbing... There's a preemptive night of drinking before the actual party, and then there's combined/multiple bachelor parties to have, and then they have to throw an extravaganza just for the in-laws—need to welcome Dadan, and maybe Rayleigh, and hm they might as well make a toast to Garp, the bastard, and......... yes. the happy couple barely get a moment to themselves for a while, I bet. hehe

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