Buck takes a deep breath before opening the door, Tommy’s presence behind him giving him the courage to face what is about to happen.
“About time Buck, what took you…” Chim starts as the door opens - halting his push forward into Buck’s house, “Tommy? What. Uh. When. Hmmm. Well I guess that answers at least one of my questions.” Buck shifts slightly at the silence that follows Chim’s words, Tommy’s hand on the small of his back calms the nervous energy zipping through his body. He doesn’t have to face this alone.
“What the hell! Why are you here?” Eddie demands, glaring daggers at Tommy. Buck feels Tommy start to retreat, he reaches behind himself and grabs Tommy’s shirt. The minuscule step closer to Buck is missed by everyone but Buck. Inwardly he smiles, Tommy is sticking. So far.
“I want him here.” Buck crosses his arms staring back at Eddie with the same intensity.
“Well we don’t. We need to talk to you Buck. And he doesn’t need to be here.” Eddie continues ignoring Chim and Hen’s requests for calm.
“I want him here.” Buck stands firm. They interrupted his morning. They showed up at his door unannounced. No one gets to dictate who he has in his home. Especially when they want to kick Tommy out. Buck feels Tommy move to stand beside him, an arm wrapping around his waist. A grateful squeeze on his hip. Buck relaxes into the embrace. “So you can either come in and behave, tell me what you need to tell me. Or you can leave now.” Buck can see the moment Eddie decides to acquiesce. Who knew reading Maddie’s parenting books would help him deal with Eddie. He needs to read more.
“I’m not sure we need to talk to Buck about anything now. Not with Tommy being here.” Hen says smirking at Buck before sliding her eyes over to Tommy. Winking at Buck when her gaze returns to him.
“What? Of course we do. Come on Buck, move out the way we are coming in.” Eddie says pushing past, followed by an apologetic line of people. More than Buck first realised. May, Harry and Ravi whispering that they tried to stop this but were outvoted as they trail behind Eddie, Chim, Maddie, Hen, Karen and Athena. Buck closes his door and rests his forehead on Tommy’s shoulder, praying for patience. And maybe quietly wishing he and Tommy could slip out without anyone noticing. Tommy’s hand rubbing comforting strokes on Buck’s back and a kiss on his cheek has Buck lifting his head.
“Thanks for sticking up for me.” Tommy says cupping Buck’s cheek in his hand before leaning in and quietly adding, “Just an FYI, it was really hot and I’m going to show you how much I enjoyed it once they all leave.” A quick but passionate kiss is planted on Buck’s lips, sending blood from his big brain downwards. Tommy pulls back before Buck can take things further. A slap on his butt and Tommy grabbing his hand startles him out of his momentary aroused daze. “Come on. Let’s see what they have to say.”
𖹭 Isekai! Darling, who is very in love with the Princess in their game otome game, "Lovely Thornes"
𖹭Isekai! Darling, who dies the most embarrassing death over choking on a goddamn fry and slipping on the floor, hitting her head harshly.
𖹭 Isekai! Darling, who is ecstatic to be reincarnated as her favorite character's best friend. Even if technically, they are just a friend, it's better than being that god-awful villainess who hurts her!
𖹭 Isekai! Darling, who tries their best to win the Princess' heart, but always gets overshadowed by that stupid prince! So annoying!
𖹭 Isekai! Darling, who hates the prince for all their worth! He barely breathes, and their lovely princess is fawning over them!
𖹭 Isekai! Darling, who thinks the prince is taunting them! I mean, what else could he be thinking other than bullying him and smothering the Princess's attention away from them?
𖹭 Isekai! Darling, who is unaware that the prince is staring in adoration, even if he doesn't seem like it.
𖹭Yandere! Prince, who is one of the most popular bachelors in the kingdom. A true chad, who's on his way to becoming one of the greatest knights and the future monarch the kingdom has ever had.
𖹭Yandere! Prince, who literally doesn't care about the princess. Sure, she's beautiful, she's the daughter of another powerful king, and she has powerful connections. So, what? But you're prettier and definitely smarter.
𖹭Yandere! Prince, who has that resting bitch face almost everywhere he goes. Yet, he tries to keep it that way, even when thinking about you.
𖹭Yandere! Prince, who is jealous as hell about your crush on the princess. She doesn't like you. Even you can see that, but you don't care anyway.
𖹭Yandere! Prince, who wishes to steal you away from that wretched Princess. She doesn't deserve you, anyway.
𖹭Yandere! Prince, who just admires your face while you glare at him like he killed your family. He can't help but smirk a bit, which caused you to scream at him more.
"You're cute." He suddenly said, making you freeze. Did he really just say that? He smirked right after. You felt yourself flustered. Not by excitement, but by embarrassment. Was he really insulting you right now? "Shut up, princely prick." You narrowed your eyes and stormed out of the room.
The prince couldn't help but smirk at your exiting form. Those pouty lips and pretty flushing cheeks, he couldn't help but smirk at your beautiful face.
He can't wait to surprise you.
𖹭Isekai! Darling, who gets ecstatic at the news of the Princess finally being of age for marriage. Poor darling, thinking that the Princess wants to marry them.
𖹭Isekai! Darling, who could physically and mentally feel their heart drop to their stomach when she proposed a marriage proposal to the prince. It was over. It was so over.
𖹭Isekai! Darling, who was so heartbroken that they didn’t even hear Yandere! Prince's refusal of the marriage and the gasps of the nobles surrounding them.
𖹭Yandere! Prince, who walks to Isekai! Darling, with love, surprising them as he ignores their protests while he picks you up in bridal style.
"Sorry, Princess," he smirks and kisses your cheek, despite your cute little hisses,
I've now written seven chapters for a fanfiction. But specifically a BLOODYMARY fanfiction.
If someone told me that THIS was what got me back into writing and sharing my works. That fucking Markiplier and Ryan Gosling was what did it like even a year ago I would not fucking believe you how the FUCK did I end up here
Cas has had a very long, very hard day. And when he comes home, Dean gives him everything he needs to feel whole again.
Castiel is framed beautifully by the dying light through the coloured glass. He glows, almost, the blues and greens making him into a holy sight. It's an altar Dean has worshipped at many times. And maybe to any onlookers, this scene would be beatific. Dean knows better. The lines of Castiel's shoulders are a touch too tight, strained against the shirt he hasn't changed out of. His posture is too perfect, each bend and curve of his limbs perfectly lines up like he's trying to earn something. His face is pulled into a near-perfect imitation of calm, the only giveaway is the tremble in his mouth and tension in his jaw.
But Dean already knew something wasn't right. He didn't need to walk in here to know what he'd see. Cas needs putting back together. And, God help him, Dean will always do that.
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i did not think i was going to get anything out for this event, but thanks to the delightful work of @whoipretended2b, here it is! take it, take my soft angel and his dean being very very gay and surprisingly healthy about their emotions (and me, being far too interested in the details of the rope and bondage being accurate). anyway. enjoy! comments and kudos appreciated always.
summary: Steve knew you had nightmares, what he didn't know was they were back
warnings: reader has nightmares, hurt/comfort, slight angst, mostly fluff, past trauma (not really mentioned) slight panic attack, overthinking, mention of throwing up. If i missed anything lmk
a/n: loosely based on ‘doors’ by Noah Kahan, first fic ive written in a loooonnng time, and i wrote this while very sleep deprived, so keep that in mind.
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You shot up in bed, shaking and sweating, your legs felt numb.
'its fine, you're fine' you reassured yourself as you tried to remember how to breathe. Steve stirred next to you, your head shot to make sure he wasn't waking up. Maybe you wanted him to sleep, or was it that you didn't want him to see you like this?
He thought you were better.
Everyone did. But behind the smiles and reassurance, was someone who was up almost every night shaking and throwing up.
Tonight was no different.
You slowly snuck out of bed and crept to Steve's bathroom, closing the door behind you before flicking on the lamp, and splashing your face with water. You took a breath before submerging you face in the cold water that had collected in your hands. after you had paced the bathroom while trying to breathe, you clicked the lamp off and walked through the hallway and down the stairs.
The kitchen was cold, even with the sweater you had grabbed off the couch. You took a glass of the counter and filled it with water, before heading back upstairs. As you went to set your glass on the nightstand, you turned to see that the bed was empty.
"Shit’ you muttered to yourself. You looked in the bathroom to find Steve standing by the counter.
"Hey, how long have you been up?" You asked hoping he hadn't heard you on the verge of tears earlier.
“Long enough-” he paused before continuing “Baby, are your nightmares back?”
Your heart sank as the words left his mouth.
“I don't know what you're talking about”
“Yes you do, you can't even look me in the eyes. Please just tell me what's wrong”
You could feel the tears start to sting in your eyes
“It's nothing, really. I don't want you to worry"
There was something in the way you said it that hurt him, his whole demeanor softened.
“Hey.. look at me, it's my job to worry. I want to be able to help you”
Something like a switch flipped inside you, your whole body crumpled to the bathroom floor as sobs ripped through you.
“It's just.. I thought they were getting better” the words came out choked through tears. “And then all of a sudden, im waking up shaking a-and screaming, and its all coming back”
Your head fell forward onto Steve's leg, he sunk onto the floor infront of you and held your head as you sobbed.
“Why didn't you wake me up? I could've helped” His hand rubbed small circles on your back as he talked
“I just, i guess i was scared”
“Of what baby?”
“I don't know, that you might leave” you could hear how stupid you sounded
“Oh, honey” he sounded hurt. You knew how this ended, he calls you stupid and leaves.
“Please, don't ever worry about that” he pulled back so he could see your face “look at me. I love you, so much. I'll never leave you, especially over something like this”
“Sorry”
“Hey, don't apologize. You didn't do anything wrong” he pulled you back into the hug as you tried to stop crying.
After you had figured out how to breathe again Steve broke the silence “Why don't we go back to bed, huh?” You nodded against his shoulder. He stood and pulled you up, and carried you into bed, before pulling his comforter over you. He crawled in next to you and wrapped his arms around you. You got comfortable curled up next to him. As his fingertips ran through your hair.
“I love you Stevie” you muttered in to his chest
He gave a small kiss to your cheek “I love you too baby”
I know I've been inactive for a long time, that's my bad guys o-o but I'm back and I'm here to respond to your requests!
I've realized I was putting a little stress into my work with the thought I had to write each request in order, but now I'm just gonna do it if I want to. That may mean some requests will take longer, but if yours isn't IMMEDIATELY done, just wait because I'm slow and i'm sorry ;-;
Anyway, thank you for reading, I love all of you, and see ya!
