Passing by his room was the worst. Keith would always here the sound of Lance’s feet stomping around in there from dancing or his angelic voice belting out a tune. He remembered his smell and the way Lance held him in that bed; the way his soft skin felt against Keith’s. Sometimes Keith stood in front of it and just stared; remembering all the times he spent in there. It was Keith’s fault Lance was gone. If he had been paying attention Lance wouldn’t have jumped in front of the bullet.
Keith slowly walked past hunk cooking in the kitchen. He was always cooking now. Hunk cried a lot and always encouraged Keith to cry. Keith decided not to let Hunk know he was there. Walking past the lounge he saw Pidge on the computer. She started to get more isolated and occasionally you could see her staring blankly at the screen with tears streaming down her face; she never noticed them.
Shiro spent most of the time comforting the team. He was often seen hugging Allura as she cried on his shoulder or talking things out with Coran. Coran spent most of his time building random items and repairing things on the ship that didn’t even need repairing.
The whole team walked around Keith like they were stepping on eggshells; waiting for him to finally let it out. Keith was the only one who hadn’t done anything yet. He was in denial. “What do you mean? Lance is here, he just won’t come out.” The team would try to remind him that he wasn’t. They talked to him about what happened, but it did nothing. He trained more than usual and often was begged to sleep. The team decided to wait until he came to complete understanding.
One day, Keith went into the room for the first time. Finally understanding that Lance was not coming back. Keith shifted through some drawing of himself. Lance loved drawing Keith. Whenever Lance got the chance he would draw Keith. Keith walked over to the bed and got under the cover, just lying there. Smelling the scent of Lance and imagining himself snuggling into Lance’s chest. Keith eventually couldn’t take it anymore and quickly walked out away from the room.
Keith went straight to Shiro who was in the Lounge with the team. They all turned to face him and Keith letting out a chocked sob ran to Shiro who quickly got up and wrapped his arms over Keith’s shoulders guiding him the couch. The team had went to grab some items. Hunk went to the kitchen to make some earth tea that he has picked up at a shop and brought it to Keith, while Alurra and Coran wrapped some blankets around him. Shiro whispered reassuring words into Keith’s ears while he cried that Lance was gone. Pidge had finally come back holding her laptop and a peace of paper.
“Lance left letters for us and gave them to me to protect incase he ever… you know. He made these a few days before he left saying he had ‘a feeling’ and I guess he was right,” Pidge whispered. Pidge had given Keith the letter while pulling up a recording left for him. Keith took his time and read through the letter carefully.
“Keith, I had a sudden feeling. A feeling that I was going to die. So I wrote letters and last wills. Yours was the hardest to write considering I have so many feeling for you that is hard to put into words.
I think you are extraordinary. I am so grateful to have you. I sometimes feel like I don’t deserve someone as great as you. You always played the rolls I needed. A shoulder to cry on or someone to make me laugh. I would cuddle into your shoulder when I need support. When I’m missing home I always counted on you to be there to hug me and whisper reassuring words into my ear. Eventually, you became my home. What I meant to say is that… I love you, Keith Kogane, I love you so much that it hurts. I hoped to have stayed with you much longer, but not every wish comes true. I wish for you not to mourn me for to long. You have a war to win. Maybe we will see in the after life!! That would be amazing. Goodbye my galaxy we will meet one day(hopefully not anytime soon).
Keith was bawling by the end of it. He missed him so damn much. Eventually Pidge showed him the audio recording of Lance singing “Unsteady” by X Ambassadors. It only made Keith cry harder causing Shiro to hug him tighter. Hunk had started crying somewhere in the middle of the song and Pidge had her lips in a tight line holding Keith’s hand for comfort. They stayed like that the whole night and Pidge gave Keith a recorder to play the song whenever he felt like it. Keith and into Lances room more often. Cuddling his Jacket and listening to the song.
ONE YEAR LATER
The team huddled around Keith crying. The wound from his stomach was heavily bleeding and Shiro was screaming for Keith to stay awake as they rushed to get out of the Galra base. Keith was dying, they already knew that. Keith saw a flash of blue.
@celestialqueenofdragons (thanks for the suggestion)
“It’s not what you think!” Betty ripped her arm free of Jugheads grasp, creating a healthy amount of distance between herself and the boy currently drilling holes into the side of her face.
“He’s just here to help me with a .. situation regarding Noah.” Betty mumbled, cheeks bright pink as she crossed her arms defensively.
A slow smirk spread on Archie’s face
“Oh sure a situ…”
Veronica cut her dense husband off with a swift elbow to the ribs, she could read the tension in her best friends shoulders and the sadness in her eyes. Veronica’s own deep chocolate eyes turned angrily towards Jughead, the way he had hurt Betty was unforgivable, he hadn’t had to pick up the pieces of the broken girl next door, venom seeping through her words
“Well, I’m sure we have things to discuss. But right now Betty why don’t you show me to the kitchen.” She shoved past Jughead deliberately, gripping Betty’s hand and pulling her into the kitchen immediately wrapping her up in her arms as the blonde sobbed quietly.
“It’s okay B. It’s okay.”
Betty held Veronica tighter
“I thought I could handle it. I thought it would be okay. Ya know? I’ve grown up, I’m stronger than this. But now he’s here and.. and he’s staying here to … to protect me.. just like with Jason Blossom and I’m an adult, I’m happy, I’ve moved on.” She sniffled, pulling away and wiping her eyes.
Veronica nodded, placing a soothing hand to her best friends shoulder.
“But are you? Happy I mean. Every time I see you, you’re thinner and you’re tired, you haven’t gone on a date in two years.”
Betty looked away
“I’m fine, and I date, just last month I went out with that anesthesiologist .” She defended
Veronica smiled lightly
“You had to deliver a herd of calves on Long Island, I wouldn’t consider him helping you a date.”
Betty’s shoulders deflated
“He bought me a coffee.” She sighed, weakly.
The raven haired beauty held her best friends hands in hers
“B, it’s time you face this head on. Maybe it’s time for some closure.”
Betty looked towards the living room, Archie had Jughead in a headlock as he struggled playfully.
“Yeah.” She whispered, a nostalgic smile playing on her lips “closure.”
Meanwhile Archie was teasingly wrestling Jughead trying to get the mopey pout off of his face, Jughead smacked his shoulder in a tap out . Pulling away and adjusting the leather on his back.
“Your wife hates me.” He stated, matter of fact.
Archie dropped down on the couch
“Yeah she does. Can you blame her? I mean you weren’t here for the aftermath, even I hated you for a while.” Archie shrugged, his eyes turning to Jughead curiously “she was a mess man, that’s Veronica’s best friend, hell thats my best friend. It wasn’t an easy thing to see.”
Jughead sat beside him, his face scrunched In pain
“I never wanted any of that to happen, I had to let her go, I was… I was getting mixed up in some bad stuff.” He gestured to the serpent emblem on his back “I couldn’t have her be a part of it. But look at her now, she’s successful and beautiful and happy.” He looked desperately to Archie for assurance.
Archie smiled a sad, knowing smile
“She’s not happy, hasn’t been happy since the day you left. Gotta look in her eyes dude.”
Almost on cue, Betty and Veronica walked in to the living room, he knew she had been crying, could see the tracks on her face.
“I think I’ll wake Noah up.” She cleared her throat and left the room.
Veronica turned to Jughead
“ you broke her. You killed her when you broke her heart. You better not expect to just walk back into her life, I will not let you hurt her again.”
Jughead shook his head
“I won’t hurt her, I can’t hurt her again. I know that I lost my chance, I get that. But I love her, always have always will. I’m not hurting her, not again.”
His voice was strong but his heart was pounding in his chest.
“Everyone, this is Noah.” Betty’s whole demeanor had changed, a bright smile on her face as she held out the little boy.
Veronica cooed and reached her hands out for the baby.
“Oh look at you! You are so cute! Archie! We need to get one.” Veronica turned accusingly towards her horrified husband
“Uhh, we can uhh, we’ll talk about it.” He smacked Jughead who was smirking.
Noah looked around and his gaze fell on Jughead, his arms reached out and he made some sort of noise .
Betty looked down confused as she walked towards Jughead and handed Noah to him.
The little boy instantly cuddled into the leather jacket wearing man. “Hmmm” he hummed.
Jughead looked shocked but quickly reciprocated, squeezing Noah tighter against his body.
Betty smiled softly
“He likes you.”
“He probably smells like food or something.”
Jughead looked around at his friends and cleared his throat, still clutching the baby
“I think someone mentioned dinner at Pops?”
His hand slipped… only slightly. Such an accident, however, left you shivering from head to toe. Noctis was usually very cautious using his magic around you, but this time he wasn’t careful enough.
Everyone was already chilled to the very bone inside the icy caves of Fociaugh Hollow. When a Naga dropped down out in front of your group of five, Noctis’s first reaction to shoot it out with a blizzard spell. Unfortunately, his underlying fear of the daemon creature made his hand tremble, sending his aim off. You were in the middle of striking the creature with your set of daggers when the icy chill ran through your veins, knocking you off your feet.
Unable to continue the fight, Noctis quickly came to your aide, scooping you in his warm arms and carrying you out of danger. They made quick work of the Naga without your help… or any more of Noctis’s attempts in using magic. The moment the Naga was vanquished, Noctis rushed back to your aid, hastily carrying you from the icy covered caverns.
The moment the sun touched your frost bitten skin, a bit of relief rushed through you. “Noctis,” you muttered throughing chatter teeth.
“I am so sorry,” he responded breathlessly, lowering you onto the warm, dry grass.
“Come here, please,” you begged, putting on the best puppy dog eyes you could manage. Your Prince was already putty in your hands. He sunk down beside you, urging with his eyes for you to tell him what else he could do to ease your freezing temperature.
“How can I-”
“Hug. Now. Please,” you shivered, reaching your arms upward to him, inviting him into your cold embrace. He quickly shot you a sad smile, hastily stripping off his behemoth leather jacket. A jacket he had become rather fond off. Without wasting another moment, he draped the jacket over your shoulders before wrapping his strong, slender arms around you.
“Hmm, much better,” you hummed, raking your fingers through his hair, inhaling his familiar scent. You heart continued to skip several beats as his presence warmed you to your core, melting the ice that surrounded you.
“Dude!” Prompto shrieked in attempts to scold his best friend, Prince Noctis for carelessly spewing his infamous blizzard spell a little too far to the right, colliding with your abdomen. The blonde boy sprang forward, coming to your aide, completely disregarding the hoard of Magitek Assassins surrounding the group.
You felt as goosebumps cluttered your skin. The chill that shot up your spine was unbearable. You began to shiver violently when Prompto scooped you up into his warm arms. “Don’t let go,” you shivered.
“I won’t,” he promised, his tone and facial expression completely serious.
“Prompto!” Ignis’s voice called out from above the noisy commotion that fight has brought to the empty road way. His call came a warning, but this his hands preoccupied, Prompto was left defenseless. With haste, Noctis came to you and your boyfriend’s aide, quickly slashing the threatening Magitek Trooper into two pieces.
“Thanks, dude,” Prompto muttered, quickly removing himself from the fray.
“We even?” Noctis called out, springing back into action, quickly warping to the remaining few enemies.
You continued to cling to Prompto as if your life depended on it. With chattering teeth, you gazed up at him. “Prom, I’m so cold.”
“I know, babe. Hold on,” he assured you, quickly lowering you both the ground. He steadied himself on his knees, pulling you close. He swaddled you in his arms, gently running his slender fingers up and down your chilled limbs.
Prompto; the man who personified sunshine, held you in his arms, carefully burning away the chills that haunted your body with his warm rays of affection.
Gladio was seething. “I swear to the Six, Noctis, you’re gonna pay!” He held you from behind, carefully rubbing sweet circles into your stomach, despite the horrifying threats he spewed from behind you.
“It’s okay, Gladio,” you tried to assure him, again, but he didn’t listen. He only held you tighter. Never had you been so thankful your boyfriend was your own personal furnace. Usually his intense body heat, caused you to sweat during the nights where you snuggled close.
When Noctis made a direct hit on you during a harmless training spar, Gladiolus lost his temper. Seeing you shiver and curl into a ball in attempts to warm yourself broke his heart in half. He quickly stripped himself of his short sleeved leather jacket, leaving his chest completely bare. You wore his jacket like a cape as he hung onto you from behind.
“No it’s not,” He growled, shooting a deathly stare with his amber eyes to Prince Noctis.
“Dude, I can make it up to you!” Noctis defended, somewhat terrified of Gladio’s outburst. “I swear it was just an accident.”
“Y/N almost turned into a goddamned icicle! Accident or not, you gotta make it up,” Gladiolus ran his hands up and down the parts of your arm the sleeves of his jacket did not reach.
“Anything. What do you want?”
“Give, Y/N your jacket,” Gladiolus stated before you could even interject. Your ears perked up at his condition, however.
“I just got it, though! It’s brand new,” Noctis was quick to defend his case, opposing the penalty Gladio sentenced him to.
“All the better,” you responded, placing your own mischievous smile across your lips. “Hand it over, highness,” you eyes the Behemoth Jacket with eyes full of want.
“Fine,” Noctis sighed, reluctantly stripping his extra layer and tossing it your way.
More good than harm came out of this accidents. Cuddles and a new jacket? Maybe you should train with Noctis more often…
You sat on the ground of motel’s bathroom, watching anxiously as the tub filled with warm water. Just the steam the water blew off warmed the room, bringing you further relief outside of Ignis’s warm jacket.
“It should only be a moment longer, darling,” Ignis turned to you, nodding curtly.
“Specs,” you called out his name, reaching out one of your hands. “I think I’m dying,” you were sure to lay out your best dramatic performance.
Ignis let out a soft chuckle. “You’re not dying, my love,” he lowered himself to your level, seeing that the tub still had much to fill with water. “Come,” he gently pressed you into his chest. His gloved, slender hands wrapping around your back protectively.
He was mad at Noctis. There was no doubt in your mind about that. He would never show his frustrations to the Prince, but you knew better. You knew all of Ignis’s little quirks. You knew when he was upset, even when it looked like he was unfazed at a situation.
“It was just an accident, Iggy,” you muttered, burying your head into the crook of the Strategist’s neck. “Don’t be too hard on him.”
Ignis remained silent for a moment, quietly scolding himself for believing he could hide such emotions from you. “I’ll try my best, but I can make no promises,” he pressed a tender kiss to the crown of your head. “He shouldn’t be so careless.”
“He learns from his mistakes,” you reminded. “Like you said, I’ll live.”
He exhaled a sigh, before releasing from your arms. “Let me assist you into the bath,” he got to his feet, offering you a hand.
You smiled up at him, feeling numb as the the chill continued to haunt your every bone. You gave him your trembling arm and he assisted you to your feet.
Imagine: Getting caught in the rain with
two should go, you really don’t need to walk me home,” You tell one of your
closest friends, Dallas Winston. You
were at Buck’s place for a party, Dally was walking Sylvia home, and he was
insisting on taking you with him since your house was on the way to hers.
get jumped again Y/N?” Dally has always been so damn blunt, and to be
completely honest you were a little afraid, not that you’d ever admit it.
let’s go!” Sylvia says rolling her eyes, this bitch was Dally’s stuck up
girlfriend and she hated you. She was
constantly two-timing Dally, yet she couldn’t stand the fact that Dallas’ best
friend was a girl.
Sylvia, Y/N will be coming along,” Dally responds, dragging you with him.
Sylvia says in pure disgust. You join the couple and the three of you head out.
You instantly regret it as Sylvia practically throws herself on to Dally. Fuck this, just get me home already.
*Boom* You screech and jump at the sound of
the booming thunder as Sylvia grips onto Dally, he chuckles slightly and rolls
it’s gonna rain, we should take a short-cut through the park,” Dally calls
before making his way towards the grass.
You take off
your heels and run after him, and Sylvia tiptoes through the grass trying to
avoid getting her dress and shoes dirty. Suddenly you hear Dally cry out,
around and see Dally lying on the ground in the mud, you burst into laughter,
He says, forcing himself to look annoyed.
say giving him your hand, “Let me help you up Dal.”
your hand and you pull him up half way before pushing him back into the mud,
causing it to go splashing everywhere, he curses and you continue laughing, at
this point you can’t tell if there’s tears streaming down your face or if its
rain, “What the fuck Y/N?!”
I’m sorry Dal, here, give me your hand, I actually help you up this time,” He
looks at you reluctantly, and tries to get up himself, but he slips again in
the process, “I promise I won’t let go this time Dally, trust me.”
hurry the fuck up?!” Sylvia says, getting annoyed.
doll, I’ll trust ya,” Dally takes your hand, and just as you’re about to pull
him up, he pulls you down instead, you cry out as you fall on top of him. He takes
advantage of your shock, and rolls you over so that you’re in the mud and he’s
on top of you, “But you shouldn’t
squeal as the mud surrounds you. You reach to the side and grab a handful of
it, quickly splashing it up into Dallas’ face.
bitch,” He growls playfully, before smearing some on you.
you’re real strong huh Dal?”
“I know I am
doll,” He smirks as you struggle under his grasp.
You say as Dally leans in, before you know what’s happening, Dally’s lips are a
meer inch away from yours. It’s finally
happening, I’ve been waiting for this moment for years. Your happiness is
short lived as Sylvia coughs; you’d forgotten about her.
“I’d hate to
interrupt, but this is disgusting and I’m leaving Dallas, if you want to you
can join me,” She says, before tiptoeing away.
grunts and pushes himself off you before helping you up, “Let’s go Y/N.”
after Sylvia she’s your girl, besides my house is close by, I’ll get there,”
You say, looking down. You’ve liked Dally for years, you’re one of the few
people who, unlike his girlfriend, can actually see the good in him, he’s not
just a sex tool for you, but of course, you’ve never had to guts to tell him.
I’m gonna drop you off first, she always does this,” He says rolling his eyes.
The two of
you continue to walk in silence, the only sound that can be heard is the sound
of your shivering and a few sneezes here and there. You hear a rustling next to
you and suddenly Dallas wraps his jacket around you, you look at him and raise
an eyebrow, “Look at you being a gentleman.”
“Do you want
the fucking jacket or not,” You stick out your tongue and the two of you
continue walking, trying to break the silence from time to time. You finally
get home only to realize that you are missing your keys, you mentally curse at
yourself, and spend the night at your neighbours’ house, the Curtis brothers.
Y/N, I’m gonna go now, g’night doll,” He leans in once again, before he
realizes what he’s doing, he saves himself by just going for an awkward hug.
You hold on for just a moment too long, taking in Dally’s scent. He eventually
pulls away, and walks off, leaving you in the Curtis’ yard.
You walk in
and see the brothers along with Johnny and Two-Bit sitting in the living room,
“Mind if I crash here boys?”
look at you as if you’re crazy, you look down and realize that you’re soaking
wet, covered in mud, and wearing Dally’s jacket, “Oh this? Let’s just say there
was a mishap on my way home.”
Dal’s jacket?” Two-Bit questions.
“Dally never gives anyone his jacket,” Johnny
says, smiling a little, this kid has always been trying to set the two of you
“So?” You say
before walking into the bathroom, you shut the door and finally let your smile
break out, as you cuddle yourself in Dally’s jacket. Maybe he does care about me!
A/N: *Please read* Finally another post!! K I know the
reader asked for a fluffy Dally imagine so I tried to make it as fluffy as
possible while staying true to Dally’s character, I obviously didn’t want to
make him seem soft or anything. Also DISCLAIMER, I never really liked Sylvia’s
character so I made her sound like a little bitch, but if you guys actually
liked her, don’t hate, just change up her name for the sake of this imagine and
pretend it’s about a different girl. ILSYM and I hope you liked it!
A request taken from my old account, asking for a TFLN where Harry and the missus aren’t officially dating yet, but he calls her ‘my girl’.
Oh and sorry about the extreme cheesiness at the end. I’m having a moment.
H, you don’t have to check now, but when you get a free second could you see if I left my jacket at your place? The black one. With the hole in the sleeve.
I don’t know, why don’t you come over and check? :)
Because I’m at work and I guess it’s frowned upon to up and leave during the day? Lmao. But if you’re looking for an excuse for me to come over, all you had to do was ask.
I’m looking for an excuse for you to come over.
If you can wait three hours, then I’ll be there. But for real though, jacket… I’m a bit cold.
I bet I could do a better job at keeping you warm.
I’d like to see you try. x
Cuddle with me tonight? x
Are you really asking for a cuddle? You? The same guy who is like an adult child and takes whatever he wants?
Not true. I asked you for that kiss last weekend, remember? x
You were drunk. I’m not counting that. And I also said no because you had just gotten sick in the bushes outside your house.
Let me make it up to you. Come over at work, I’ll supply the blankets and adult juice, and you can pick out whatever movie you want. x
What the fuck is adult juice, Harry?
I really don’t know how to respond to that, to be quite honest. But yes, I’ll be there. x
Would you have said yes if I hadn’t gotten sick?
Last weekend? We’re really talking about that now?
Why, yes! No better time! I’m just laying here cuddled with your jacket on.
It’s a tight squeeze, but I managed.
Let’s talk about this when I come over, okay? After I pick out a scary movie so it gives me an excuse to cling onto you for an hour and a half.
You don’t need an excuse. I happily welcome you with open arms. x
Glad to hear it. x
I’m going to go for a little bit. Going to try and get my work done and hopefully leave a little early. I’ll let you know when I’m out of here. x
Okay, I’ll be here. Missing my girl. x . .. .. So, I’m your girl, huh? x
Seeing as I’m not talking or seeing anyone else. Yes, you are. x
And where was I when I agreed to this, hm?
At your work where I am about to drive to and pick you up because it’s been two and a half hours and I miss you!
You really need to be better at asking, you know? ;) . .. You became my girl last week, when you came over and I made us dinner, and you ended up falling asleep during Love Actually (which I’m not happy about by the way so we’re watching it again tonight and I’ll force you to stay awake) and I let you sleep on my lap and the only thing I could think about was I had the most beautiful girl in the entire universe sleeping on me.
And I made a mental note to delete every girl I used to talk to from my phone because they stopped mattering a long time ago and the only one that did now was you. And I did, by the way. I know you really don’t care, but I’d figure you should know where you stand with me.
So, I’m asking now.
You’ve been my guy for a while, H. You don’t need my permission. x
And watching you puke in your shrubbery, stumble into your house and ask to snog me in your kitchen really did me in. x
I’m really glad you said no because I don’t want our first kiss to be something I don’t remember.
Buuuut, I think whether I’m drunk or not that would be something I’d remember.
How about just don’t be drunk ;)
So, no adult juice tonight, then?
Oh my God, you can keep the fucking adult juice Harry lmao
I’ll make sure you don’t outdo yourself.
You’ll be over soon though?
Yes, just give me a half hour. Traffic is fucking me in the ass right now.
How would UT Sans, UF Sans, US Papyrus, SF Papyrus and Horrortale Sans react to walking in on their sleeping s/o who is cuddling up to their jacket/hoodie because they missed them while they were out working?
Aww this is so cute!
Classic always thinks about you whenever you two aren’t together, so when he’s at work, you’re on his mind the whole time. When he comes home, he wants to go up and give you big hugs and kisses, but instead, he doesn’t find you in the living room. So he looks around a little and finds you sleeping on the bed, holding onto his sweatshirt. His cheekbones turn blue and he smiles a wonderful, pleasant smile. He goes up and sits at the edge of the bed and just kind of looks at you for a few minutes, how you look so peaceful cuddled up to his jacket, and how your hair is so adorably messy, too! Eventually, he gently shakes you to wake you up, and hugs you, laying next to you. You’re thankful he’s home and you explain that you missed him in a lazy tone, but Classic doesn’t care. He tells you you’re adorable and kisses you, and the two of you take a nap together.
Red likes to call out when he’s home so you know it’s him, he knows you get defensive when you’re not sure what’s going on. So he calls out, “I’m home, sweetheart,” and gets a little nervous when he doesn’t hear you reply. The first place he looks is in the living room, and you’re there- but you’re asleep. Your back is facing toward him so when he walks around you to see your face, he notices that you’re cuddling with his jacket, and he blushes a little. He finds himself staring at you, and then realizes it’s probably really creepy and looks away. Red lets you hold onto his sweatshirt and covers you in a blanket, and lets you wake up on your own. When you do wake up, Red is asleep next to you, cuddling with one of your shirts as well.
Usually, you greet Honey when he comes home, but when you aren’t by the door when he walks in, he restrains from freaking himself out. He’s a very logical guy, so he already assumes you’re just busy doing something in the house and couldn’t be by the front, or if you aren’t home, that you’re just out and about, and you’ll answer when he texts. So he casually walks to the bedroom and sees you sleeping, holding onto his jacket. Like every other skele, he ends up blushing a little, and then lays next to you. He finds it so cute how you cuddle with his jacket that way, how it covers your cute little nose and your hair is adorably messy, and how you’re all curled up around it. Honey curls up around you and falls asleep, and when you wake up, you just roll over, cling to him, and fall asleep again.
Rus comes home and actually sees you at the kitchen table, leaned forward and head resting on his jacket. You must’ve just been waiting for him to come home, got bored, and fell asleep. He loves how you hold onto his sweatshirt the way you do. Rus gently picks you up, and you wake up in his arms as he carries you to bed. Since you’re still sleepy, you softly smile and mumble a “Welcome home” and NOW his cheekbones flush. He sets you in bed, kisses you, and lets you fall asleep with his jacket again, sitting next to you rubbing your back until you do.
Since Horror’s job tends to get gory, whenever he comes home, the first thing he does is showers, since he knows you don’t wanna hug him when he’s got someone else’s blood on his bones. So he just goes straight to the shower first, and when he comes out, he goes to the laundry room to put his clothes in there and heads to the bedroom to grab clean ones. He finds you curled up to his jacket and freezes, looking. He slowly dresses into shorts, at least that, and then climbs onto the bed next to you. You wake up from the movements and a little smile spreads on your face as you see him next to you, looking at you with a soft expression. You turn and kiss him, and hug him tightly, and he holds you as you fall asleep again in his arms. He eventually falls asleep too.
Requested: yes/ Hi:) Can you write me a Bellamy image for me?💕 bellamy and the reader are very close. One day the reader is outside when a storm comes and she is on her own. She is rly cold and cant find any shelter or the way back to camp. Bellamy goes out to find her and leads her back to camp. Cuddling, fluff and the jacket-sharing-thing pls!💞thank you really much and i hope you like it!
warning: One curse word? angst, cuddling after
Everybody knows that you and a particular Blake were very close. Yeah maybe in the beginning Bellamy and yourself didn’t get along but as time passed on a beautiful ‘friendship’ came to be. You don’t exactly remember when you guys started getting along but somewhere down the line you developed feelings for the particular Blake. Like every other cliche you were too scared to say anything out of fear rejection and the loss of ‘friendship’ between the two. There were times that you’ll like to believe he likes you back with all the long glances, the unnecessary touching and flirty comments but remember the key words….. “you’ll like to”.
You were heading out tent to start the day. Being one of the leaders for the 100 wasn’t an easy job but with bellamy by your side, you felt like anything is possible. Coming out of your tent you noticed the sky was gloomy. “It’s probably gonna rain later.” you thought to yourself. A delinquent came up to you.
“Hey y/n sorry to bother you but we’re running out of food.”
“Alright I’ll gather up a team, be ready in ten.”
“ Monroe, Ryan, Linda, Johnny!we’re going on a run!” they looked up to you and nodded and went to gather their stuff.
Just then you caught Bellamy’s eye and he walked up to you.
“You’re not going to that run.” Bellamy said
“ And why shouldn’t I Blake?” You questioned
“Because it’s to dangerous out there and i said so”
“ Last time i checked Blake, you’re not the only one who makes decisions here and we’re running out of food, so i’m going.” and you just walked away.
Sometimes Bellamy pissed you off. Although you’re in love with the guy, he can sometimes be a pain in the ass. You and the group of people headed off to hunt.
“meet back here within an hour. Monroe you’re with Ryan, and Linda you’re with Johnny.” you told them.
They all nodded but Monroe asked “ what about you?’ you looked at her and told her that you needed time to cool off and go on your own and she nodded and headed off. You were walking still trying to find food after 20 min when you felt a drop on your face. You thought nothing of it until more came down and the next things you knew it started to pour and the woods got really dark.
“shit. just what i needed right now.”
It has been an hour since y/n’s group came back to camp but she still wasn’t here. I started to panic, thinking to myself maybe she did came back, i just didn’t catch her.
I started looking in every tent, every corner of the camp and she was nowhere to be found. I spotted Monroe and I sped walked to where she was.
“ Monroe! have you seen y/n?”
“ Last time i saw her was when she told us to break into groups and she went by herself!” she screamed over the rain, trying to cover herself with her sweater.
“ SHE’S BY HERSELF!!” bellamy yelled.
“EVERYBODY GET INSIDE THE DROP SHIP!” clarke yelled. When she saw almost everyone inside the drop ship but saw that bellamy was still outside she told him to come back inside but he told her that he couldn’t because if something were to happen to you he wouldn’t be able to live with himself. At that moment she knew that the man she grew to call her friend is in love with y/n. She reluctantly agreed and sent Monroe with Bellamy only because she knew Bellamy wasn’t going to listen to her and go either way.
They’ve been searching for a good 15 min and still no sign of y/n. Bellamy was really panicking. He was asking all these questions to himself if you were okay? where are you? And then Monroe decided to speak up.
“Bellamy, we’re not gonna be able to find her in this type of weather, this was a very bad idea, we should just go back t-” Monroe was cut off by Bellamy screaming.
“ No! We can’t go back..” Bellamy pleaded
“…We can’t lose her. We need to- I need to find her”
“We can’t lose her” Bellamy whisper-pleaded.
Their little stare down was interrupted by a scream of help
“Y/N!!” Bellamy screamed back. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him. And that’s when he saw you. In the floor with a big branch on top of you, all wet and cold, shivering violently.
“Bellamy?” she asked in a weak voice
“ Im right here y/n, I’m right here. Monroe COME HELP ME!”
Monroe came running and saw the situation in front of her. She quickly went to Bellamy’s side and helped him take the branch off of y/n. Once they did Bellamy helped y/n sit up and both hugged each other tightly.
“ Common lets get you back to camp” he said wile taking off his jacket and helping her put it on,”Can you walk?” he asked and she felt a huge pain on her ankle and muttered a no “hold on” he said, now carrying her bridal style. When they were close to the camp Bellamy told Monroe to radio clarke to open the door of the drop ship. Once she did they ran inside and immediately helped y/n dry off and check for any injuries that the branch that collapsed on her caused her, which was a sprained ankle. After that Bellamy was there, watching after her. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard her mutter…
Third person pov
“ Where am I?” you said trying to adjust your eyes to the bright light.
“ Hey try not to move, you’re in the drop ship.” a voice you recognize very well said.
“Bell-?” but you were quickly cut off.
“What the hell were you thinking!….” you just let him vent.
“….I told you this before! Always partner up, never go by yourself because situations like these could happen! What do you think would’ve happened if we never found you!……” and you decided that was enough.
“I DON’T KNOW OKAY!” you yelled “….I’m sorry, i promise that wont happen again..” you lowered your voice and looked down at your hands in your lap.
“ Like hell y/n…. Look I don’t want you getting hurt…” he walked up to the bed and sat down besides you “….I care for you y/n, more than a friend…” you looked up to his eyes “ you do?” you questioned. He grabbed your hand and intertwined it with yours. “….yes i do. i love you y/n, so i was wondering if maybe you’ll like to be my girlfriend?” he said rubbing his neck. You smiled sheepishly “ i would love to be your girlfriend. Now come cuddle with me I’m still cold.” you said giggling.
“Don’t mind if i do”
I hope you guys like it😊 this is my first request so I hope it went how you wanted it
swearing & slight nswf content, [please remember that organized crime is a serious issue and not comparable with fiction]
Gif is not
mine – credits to owner
Inspired by: Wrong – Zayn ft. Kehlani
,,You’re looking in the wrong place for my love,
Don’t think because you’re with me this is real’’’
His eyes were dark and his black hair was a mess on
his head. His lips were sucking on a cigarette. The living room was filled with
smoke but you could still make out a flowerily fragrance that did not belong to
you. His shirt was unbuttoned so you know something had happened between him
and god knows whom. Chanyeol sat on a lathe, his legs crossed.
His father and your mother were both big bosses of
some organized crime. They wanted to connect their business so they arranged a
marriage between you two. At first you hated it to be with him. He was a player
and hot-headed and the worst thing was, that you saw yourself in him. You both
quickly agreed to do whatever the f*ck you both wanted to do and see the
marriage just as something that was dealt with on papers. You had lovers and he
had lovers but things still happened when both of you were alone at home. At
first it was all physical but last Valentine’s Day Chanyeol actually bought you
a bouquet of roses: ‘’It’s a tradition and you are still my wife, don’t
misunderstand it, okay?’’ he had growled angrily but that was the moment
something in you had started to like him. Not physically but emotionally.
Now you were standing there after some work you had
done for your mother and Chanyeol sat there with that innocent but yet sharp
‘’Who was here?’’ you asked, your voice was shaking
and you tried to contain yourself. I mean, you were not in a position to
complain about anything… but still.
‘’I had some lady’s over.’’ He shrugged the situation
off, which made you even angrier.
‘’Well, I don’t want any woman to come here again.’’ You
suddenly busted out. You were surprised, you actually sounded really… jealous.
‘’Where is the problem? I had some issues with our
rivals in a casino and as a punishment I took two of their girls with me, who
gladly followed…’’ A big smirk appeared on his handsome face and you felt your
heart starting to race like a rollercoaster.
‘’F*ck, (Y/N), you are actually acting like you are in
love with me or something.’’ He added now, laughing with his deep voice that
sent chills down your spine.
Your eyes widened and you felt your cheeks becoming
hot. You could not believe what you just had heard. When Chanyeol noticed that
you were not laughing with him, he stopped abruptly and stared at your reddened
face. ‘’Unless…’’ he said confused: ‘’you are actually in love with me-‘’
That was enough, you clenched your fists and with an: ‘’f*ck
yourself!’’ you turned around and stormed off. You could hear Chanyeol scream: ‘’Hey!
(Y/N), wait!’’ and for a second you thought the door opened again and he would
come out. But to be honest you did not care anymore. It was cold outside and
you were running around alleys to get away from home and to clear out your
mind. How dare he? How dare he to buy you flowers and sleep with you and call
you his wife when all he did was sleep with other girls in your apartment.
Maybe you should get a new lover too and as revenge you will just call him over
when Chanyeol and you had dinner? You huffed in annoyance. As if you could do
that! You were head over heels in love with your ‘’husband’’. You cuddled more
into your jacket. Dark alleys were not your favorite place to be. Suddenly you
heard a dark voice. ‘’There is she, Park’s cute little wife, let’s get her as a
revenge for what he did to me in that casino…’’
You froze in shock. You had no weapon with you; You
only did paperwork for your mother today. You turned around but it was too
late. You felt something strong pulling you up and covering your mouth. You
wanted to free yourself so you wriggled, but he was too strong. Suddenly you
heard a familiar voice and it screamed your name. Your eyes widened and then
you saw it. A tall figure was running down the alley. You wanted to shout Chanyeol’s name but it was
only muffled. When he realized what was happening his eyes ripped opened and he
screamed: ‘’HEY!’’ he started to run faster and the man who held you said: ‘’F*ck
boss, he found us!’’. With that he pulled you further into the alley. You heard
car doors opening and you were pushed inside. Without turning around to look
who your abductors were, you only pulled yourself up to look out of the window
to see what Chanyeol was doing. The engine started to roll, but he was still
running. ‘’(Y/N), no, Babe!’’ he was screaming. It was the first time he called
you that. You felt yourself tearing up. In shock you pushed yourself closer to
the window so he could see you. His face was red from running but he still kept
going for you. ‘’If you dare to touch her I will kill you!’’ he shouted.
The last thing you
remembered was the face of the man you loved, not giving up, before something
hard hit you on the head and you passed out.
i’m getting a paycheck in a couple weeks for like $150 (?? don’t hold me to that it tends to change) and y'all,,,, i’m gonna order a red pull over and some patches when i get it so i can fully embrace the michael mell all my friends already call me. and maybe some heelys, although i already have light up shoes
It was an awkward silence when Steve entered the old
flat and looked around before his gaze fell onto Bucky who stood in
the middle of the kitchen. It was sad when he noticed how his friends
had lived in these last months. Steve gave him a smile while [Y/N]
went over to her boyfriend who looked a little bit lost. It’s been
years since Steve talked to him but only a few months since Bucky saw
him the last time.
“I have to thank you. I’m still alive because of you”
Steve smiled softly and watched his
friend’s facial expression. He seemed nervous which was
understandable. Normally he wouldn’t even talk to Steve but because
of [Y/N], he could stay calm.
“I couldn’t let you die. After what you said, I began
to remember and I knew that you were someone important in my life,
next to [Y/N]. That’s why I pulled you out. I remembered” Bucky
explained to him before his gaze went back to [Y/N] who stood next to
him and held his hand “[Y/N] told me there are people who are
looking for us. Is this true or some trick to put me into jail?”
“Buck” she slapped him against his arm and he flinched
before [Y/N] apologized for him “Sorry but he is very cautious
Steve understood immediately and nodded before it was
his time to explain “I would never let this happen. You won’t go
into jail. Tony and the others will do everything so this won’t
happen. You can trust us. Besides [Y/N] would kick my ass if I would
let this happen.”
“Yeah, I know” Bucky chuckled.
It was the first time in awhile that Steve could see his
best friend smile again. It made him sad when he thought about all
the torture Bucky had to go through.
“What do you say?” [Y/N] looked up at Bucky while his
hand stroke the small of her back and he reflected if it would be a
good idea. But when he thought about his memories about Steve and
their time together, back in the 30s and 40s, he decided. He could
“We will come with you. But if anything happens to her,
I can’t guarantee anything” he sighed while [Y/N] beamed happily and
hugged Bucky by his waist “That’s the best decision”
“I know, I know” he kissed her cheek before she let go
off his waist and smashed her foot into the floor. Steve jerked when
he saw how [Y/N] pulled two bags out of the floor while Bucky mentioned
“We hid them there so if anything happens we can disappear as fast
as we can”
Nodding, Steve studied [Y/N] how she examined the two
bags and threw one of them over to Bucky. The soldier catched it
easily before he took his notebooks and put them into his bag “Do
you have everything you need, doll?”
She nodded before the two of them followed Steve outside
where Clint waited for them and smiled when he saw [Y/N] following
Steve “Good to see you again, kiddo”
Grinning, she hugged him and introduced him to Bucky
“Clint, this is Bucky. Bucky, this is Clint, a good friend of mine.
I told you about him. He helped me with the fighting skills” They
shook hands while Clint bowed his head “Nice to meet you. Steve told
us a lot about you and what happened. I’m sorry”
“You don’t have to be sorry. It’s over and I hope it
will stay like that” Bucky nodded his assent before the three of
them followed Clint to the jet which was hidden in a little garage
somewhere near. Sam was already in the cockpit and began to start the
jet when they entered “Hey [Y/N], how you’re doing?”
“Everything’s fine, Sam. Bucky, that’s-”
“You don’t have to introduce me. We already know each
other” Sam corrected her and stood up. He crossed his arms in front
of his chest and scrutinized the former Winter Soldier. Bucky sighed
and ran his fingers through his hair before he looked down at [Y/N]
“Yes, we met before. In a…delicate situation. Short, he doesn’t
like me because I tried to kill him. Three times, I think”
“And you destroyed my car” Sam added before he sat
down again and started the jet.
[Y/N] sat down with Bucky together and put her bag under
her seat before she put on her seatbelt “Soon we will be home and
then I can show you my room and everything” [Y/N] beamed before she
noticed that Bucky looked a bit nervous. She took his hand in her
own, squeezed it softly and gave his cheek a kiss “You said, you
trust me so don’t worry about it”
He gave her a tight smile before the jet began to fly
back to New York. While Sam and Clint sat in the cockpit together,
Steve sat down with Bucky and [Y/N] and opened a file on his tablet
“I told you there were people who are looking for you. We found some
files about an organisation that has built after HYDRA was, like we
thought, completely destroyed in 2014 after the Triskelion was
destroyed and Pierce died”
Bucky tensed up when Steve mentioned the man who
tortured him after Zola and other men of the Nazi organisation. When
[Y/N] noticed this, she took his hand in her own and kissed the back of it.
He gave her a small smile before Steve continued ‘’They are called
Nemesis. We found out it’s greek and means revenge. HYDRA
wants to get his revenge after we thought we killed all of them“
“Looks like we didn’t” Bucky became more nervous than
before Steve gave him a reassuring smile “You don’t have to worry
now that you’re here with us” Without saying anything else, Steve
stood up and left to speak with Sam. Bucky sighed and leaned against
the wall of the jet “I can’t believe this is happening…I thought
we could live in peace again..”
“We can, Steve and the others will find and checkmate
them” she kissed his cheek before they both tried to rest some.
The flight lasted over twelve hours. While the others
were chatting together, Bucky and [Y/N] were still sitting next to
each other and slept for awhile. Her head rested on his shoulder
while he held her close and his head laid on hers. They looked so
“[Y/N]?” Bucky softly poked her in the ribs as she was
sleeping peacefully next to him. He hated to wake her up but they
would arrive soon. Tired, she opened her right eye and looked sleepy at Bucky before she yawned “What is it? I’m tired, Bucky…”
“I know, honey, but we’re almost there. Steve said, we
will arrive in a few minutes” his fingers ran through her soft curls
while he massaged her scalp and she slowly sat up straight. Yawning,
[Y/N] unbuckled her seatbelt before she stretched herself and stood
up “I’m so happy to sleep in my bed again. You will love it”
He chuckled as she took a look outside “I can see the
facility. We’re almost there”
Once they landed, Sam helped Clint to unload
everything while Steve, Bucky and [Y/N] exited the jet and entered
the facility. It all looked very new to Bucky when Steve led both of
them through the long white hallway. The walls were transparent so
everyone could look into the different labours where new gadgets got
made by Tony, Bruce or the other new technicians.
“What do you think?” [Y/N] smiled while she walked
next to him and observed his facial expressions when he nodded “It
looks interesting…but I hope for you all here is no room you wanna
put me in. I won’t go near any of this rooms alone”
She nodded and held his hand “That’s totally
understandable. They won’t do any experiments on you. Nothing will happen.
Come on, I show you my room” Grinning, the young agent pulled Bucky
with her who followed her straight ahead.
They took the elevator and came to the floor where some
of the rooms were. [Y/N]’s room was on the same floor as Steve’s,
Sam’s and Wanda’s. Bucky looked around the hallway which walls showed
no insides of the rooms while [Y/N] went to her room and entered her
code. Every private room in the facility was safed by a special code
so no one could walk in without approval.
“Come” his girlfriend smiled at him and entered her
private area. Without hesitation he followed her into her room.
A small hallway led into the bedroom. A huge king-size
bed stood in the middle of the room in front of a huge glass wall so
[Y/N] could watch the stars in the night which she had prefered when
she was alone here and still thought Bucky was long gone. Next to the
wall was a little couch and in front of it stood a coffee table,
loaded with books and some pictures she had drawn.
A door, a few meters away from her bed, led into her own
bathroom where a big bathtub stood in the right corner and a shower on
the left, right next to the toilet and the sink.
When Bucky studied the bedroom, he noticed the picture
of him on her nightstand. It was made before the war. Slowly he
approached it and sat down on her bed “Where did you find this?”
Smiling, [Y/N] noticed the picture in his hands and came
over to him “Steve gave it to me after he found me and brought me here.
He thought, it would help. It’s really old. It’s from the day-” “We
were in this park. Next to the Brooklyn Bridge…” he remembered as
he looked down at himself on the picture “Your mother had told you to take a jacket
with you but you ignored her advice. In the end, you were cuddled up
in my jacket, laying on the picnic blanket…”
A tear fell down her cheek when Bucky related to their
old time together. Sniffling, [Y/N] rested her head on his left
shoulder and smiled when she thought about the day “It was one of my
favourite places…it was perfect with you by my side. Have you
ever thought about…what could have been if this accident with the
train never happened?..”
“Many times…I told myself these days would come where I would go back home
and buy this…huge diamond ring I saw when we were strolling down
the busy streets in Brooklyn. We would marry and…you would give us
little versions of ourselves. Maybe a little [Y/N]…and a little
James..” a tear fell down on the old photograph. [Y/N] noticed the
tears that were rolling down his cheeks and kissed them away “It
would have been beautiful…but maybe..we could live this life…some
“Yeah…maybe..” he smiled sadly while she wiped his
tears away and kissed him softly.
Every Friday night, you would watch a movie. Usually you’d go to the movie theatre and pick between horror and romance- horror always won out- with Sam. However, this week he was on a mission, so you had to go by yourself.