Sam Wilson/the Falcon X Neutral Gender Reader.

Sam Wilson/the Falcon x Neutral Gender Reader.

Warnings : none.

Summary : Just chilling and Sam is not far away from you.

Sam and you had a common point. And not a little one.

You were both human.

Something quite obvious I know.

But besides, there are witches, men able to run very fastly, super soldiers, philantropic billionaires wearing suits gods...

So yes. Sometimes, it was good to see someone who is not like all of them

And, as much for Sam as you, it was important to see and to be aware that, yes, you were heroes but you didn't need to be mutants to be as powerful as them.

You didn't have the same abilities and fighting styles. That was good news because it allowed your eclectic group to handle any type of threat.

You were just with your little ship, sheltered in there, and crushing your enemies without any mistake.

And Sam liked that in you.

You looked like him.

He was strong and powerful with the sort of suit he was wearing. Also agile and doing everything he was able to WITH his humanity.

You liked the others. A lot. But it seemed that a whole universe was separating you. Something that neither Steve or Tony or whoever could correct.

Clint, Natasha, Sam, sometimes Bucky, surprisingly Vision, because on how he was thinking, and you living next to all the others.

They would say to you that you are not so different because once they were humans and they remained human, or even them could suffer like a human. With their thoughts, their memories and their night terrors.

Certainly one of the biggest issues in the Avengers.

It seemed that only catastophes are holding them together. Or evil. Or anything else that is not really good for humanity.

These thoughts suddenly crossing your mind put aside, you were just chilling in the compound.

You heard Sam's footsteps across the living room. Bruce Banner was in the corner, busy. And the others in training room.

You would practice your own moves later. When no one would watch you.

Not that you didn't want to train with them but you weren't ready to fight against Steve and his shield. Even if he promises not to hurt you badly.

You heard Sam sitting next to you. You were busy by your thoughts and your phone.

"Hey" he greeted quietly.

"Hey" you barely responded with your eyes stuck on the screen in front of your eyes.

A few seconds after, you wondered what was happening to the man on the couch.

Your eyes crossed his and you saw that something was really disturbing him.

He didn't say anything.

Alright. You figured out that was big.

Because nothing was able to make him so silent.

You were watching him during long seconds to try to define what bothered him by observing his features.

He seemed completely shut.

"What's this about, Wilson?" you finally asked.

He didn't answer immediately as he always does with a sarcastic tone, making you smile every time.

"Sam?" you insisted

He finally turned his gaze at you

You didn't need more than a few seconds to make him have again this nice happy expression on his face.

You were both lightly laughing.

"See, Wilson? Better" you said with a half-smile.

"Thanks Y/N"

"You're welcome I suppose. Even if I didn't do anything particular"

"You are who you are. You probably don't know how reassuring it is"

"Because the great Sam Wilson feels unsteady sometimes? That's news"

Sam didn't talk back. He just puts his head on your lap and looks at you from below.

He mumbles something about a safe place that you didn't hear correctly and stares at you much longer than what would be innocent.

"Wait... You called me great, right?"

"Maybe".

A smile made its way onto Sam's face.

And you spent the next two hours joking and talking about anything.

Both of you cherished your relationship. It was special, natural, warm and sometimes, you couldn't help but flirt a little.

The time when you would be more than just friends wasn't so far

Star Platinum X Fem! Reader (headcanons)

Warning : none except platonic relationship and I'm going to use "him" because I don't know how I could call him (sorry)

Summary : You are romantically involved with Polnareff but Star Platinum appears sometimes

[That GIF is so damn cute, I'm melting]

Star Platinum is Jotaro's stand. It will be our context

You were with the latter and Kakyoin, Polnareff and the others

Your wonderful Frenchman. You loved him so much.

Your friendship had been easy to gain. The guys travelling with you were just amazing and you formed a great team.

But becoming almost your second family was something else.

Besides, you found yourself in love of Polnareff.

He is a wonderful man. Who doesn't like him anyway?

His way to talk in French made you melt. The sweet "je t'aime" he whispered to you that brought you to tears of pure happiness.

And there was the one that embodied the role of a chief among your little team aka Jotaro

You never knew what he thought. Really. He is such a mysterious man. The first time you met him, you were slightly taken aback by his quietness and actually his whole personality.

But

Because if there weren't any "but" life wouldn't be funny.

There was his stand

Star Platinum. Star plat for the closest ones.

How cute he was.

And not only was he cute but also adorable, clingy, lovely and funny

You would die for his little "ora's"

Really.

Or for his smile.

Or his way to change his colours.

Oh yeah

He such a curious stand. Black Witch, your own stand, was also curious but as much as he does.

Your heart melt when he asks you about anything with this "ora"

A gigantic child

Ponareff might be jealous sometimes when he watches you so close of Star Platinum

Considering that a stand is a physical image of what's inside someone, you would think that Jotaro is not that heartless or emotionless

Actually it amuses you.

Star Platinum loves cute things.

Puppies? He passes out. Kittens? There was no one behind his shut eyelids several seconds after he started to hear the little creature's purr.

He is so big and so gentle.

He likes to brush your hair while you are occupied with Polnareff who is leaving his own in your careful hands

Obviously, it is when the stand is free to do what he wants.

You would die when Polnareff is holding you in his arms and Star Platinum waits for his own turn

Or sometimes, when he is particularly eager, he surrounds you both in a big collective hug

You asked many times why he was so clingy and in search for a bit of love

Jotaro didn't answer but you would have sworn he blushed

The guy likes you, not in a loving way but more as someone who cares about you. A sort of brother.

You clearly don't understand but why not?

It doesn't prevent you to like Star Platinum

Not at all.

Once, you even kissed him on the cheek.

He became all red. He was soooo cute

You were reading sometimes for the boys. They loved to listen to you while you were reading. It was comfy and quiet.

And you loved that too. Even the stands liked to hear you

And this big teddy bear named Star Platinum was stealing you in his arms so as to make you all comfortable to read.

At first it startled you

You became used to it.

At the point that it was strange when he didn't break your ribcage in his arms.

He often brings you a lot of things since he is invisible for most of the people

There were books, all sorts of magazines (you had no idea you would consider funny a magazines about mechanics when your knowledges are limited to the motor of a car and only the most rudimentary basis)

Anything is possible after all

Star Platinum is a wonderful stand and powerful with that

You liked to see him fight

He was great at it

The powerful "ora" when it comes to end an opponent

And the even more powerful "ora" when he realizes that you watched him

Anyway. You loved him, he loved you (Polnareff too but it was somehow different)

Amazing friendship and platonical soulmates (sort of)

There wasn't anything else to say :)

this is the funniest thing I’ve read in my LIFE

One Piece characters with a playful S/O who is deep down a merciless badass

TW : none.

A/N : This won't focus entirely on the relashionship with any of the characters.

Characters : Mihawk, Ace, Aokiji

Mihawk

At first, your way to be so lively, bold, untamed and uncaring about everything kinda annoys our dear Warlord.

Then, he finds out about your piercing glare, your powers if you have any, your talent at using your weapons or just your style in general.

He is amazed, honestly.

Won't show how surprised he is, though.

But still. He will wonder how he could have been so blind when it comes to your talent for fighting.

The way you kicked those noisy bastards' asses ? Mihawk wouldn't have done better. Well he was able to, but, you know...

It's mostly your eyes and your expression that he will remember. He so used at seeing that little smirk of yours while you are eagerly awaiting for a poor fool to fall in your little traps. And yet, here we are. There's no trick this time.

Mihawk won't say anything immediately but he will appreciate if you accept to tell him more about your training and mostly your past because he wants to know what or who made you become such a badass.

As obvious as it sounds, Mihawk won't go full fangirl about you. But he respects you even more from now on. +100 points of charm for you.

Although, your cheekiness comes back and our dear Mihawk finds it both endearing and slightly upsetting.

He didn't know you were doing all these jokes more for him than yourself and had no idea about it. But the black-haired man will find it endearing when you will tell him.

Just to make it clearer, it happens almost like the following drabble.

"If I had known you were smiling like that, I would have slaughtered thousands of people already" you state with a smirk on your face. Mihawk just stared at you, his brows furrowing.

"No no. Don't play pretend. I've seen it, my dear" you continued, passing in front of your beloved swordman.

The latter was a little bit shocked and didn't know what to answer. Even though he remained stoic, you noticed his unease. You got closer to him and almost kissed his cheek. Yet, you remembered you were in public and just withdrew before embarrassing Mihawk.

"You wanted to make me smile ?" inquired the latter.

"Yeah. Why not? You look like you're always far away. Even when you're with me. That's why I keep trying to attract your attention towards me" you admit, blushing and your head slightly tilted to the side.

"I... Had no idea. I apologize if you feel like I am ignoring you, my dear" replied Mihawk after a short time and almost as equally flustered as you were, he was just better at concealing it.

You felt him take your hand and raise up to his lips. He just kissed it lightly as he was used to do. You nodded and here was the end of the story. Although, it didn't stop you in your kidding habit.

Ace

Will find it incredible. Like his eyes are glittering with delight. Goes full fanboy about your strength.

Of course, he loves your little tricks. And mostly the ones that aims the others *Marco suddenly feels as if he is called somewhere on the ship's deck*. He always find it really funny as well as the crew who asks you where you find all these ideas.

You would never tell them by the way. You just shrug then walk away.

But you like to make Ace's heart lighter with jokes and he knows this.

Although, once a Navy ship took a liking in saying bullshit to your crew. You didn't even wait for Pops to give an order and by the time he did, all these soldiers were lying on their deck, bathing in their own blood and their body cooling down as nature intended.

Ace was seriously taken aback. Where was his little childish cat who messes around with the people of the crew?

"Hey Y/N... You okay?

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"You have just kicked all of their asses in 3 minutes, that's why. You could've left me some by the way!"

"Sorry?"

Ace just hugged you after that and showed off slightly, claiming all loudly "that's mah gurl bitches" or something alike.

All of this to say that Ace is super happy when you're all bold, joking around and just untamed with people. But he also likes that merciless side of you that crushes everything which doesn't go the way you want to. Although, he mostly prefers that smiling and childish side of you even though he accepts you as a whole.

Aokiji

Let's go for our lazy Admiral of the Navy.

When he meets you, you have some reputation among the soldiers for being quite an unconventional servant of the holy Justice.

There are some bottles of milk which apparently exploded in the kitchen, some bubble invasions when the day for laundries came and all the Marine capes went pink instead of the immaculate usual white. All these kinds of small things that brought smiles to the soldiers and made them look just human as much as completely unnerved.

Fortunately, Aokiji has never been touched by such pranks. The pink coats was your most famous joke. Even Sengoku didn't manage to keep his laughter for himself.

In the meantime, you were slowly constructing your legend with that gentle smile of yours always plastered on your face. A smile which made Kuzan fall for you.

One day, Aokiji was required for a mission in some places and you were of the party. Everything was going well until you had to fight random pirates. Nothing strange until then since it was your job.

It turned out to be something else when you literally dashed in the first line and just killed your ennemies without a care in the world. You were a little bit like a bull smashing everything in its way. Your crewmates had barely the time to see the pirates flying lifeless behind you.

The rumor that spread after that was that apparently, the soldiers of your crew just needed to sit on an empty trunk of a tree observing the pirates landing - or more likely royally wallowing - at their feet and applauded while giving you a score of ten out of ten for having masterfully fallen like shit on the ground.

Anyways, all that mattered for Aokiji was if you were okay first. Then, when he noticed a blood stain on your cheek that wasn't yours, he felt relieved. You mercilessly butchered those pirates and you weren't injured.

Aokiji doesn't overly appreciate your habit to just go before anyone in battles and can't say he is 100% for it. Your style is too unstructured. You will get killed if you are not careful and since you are unleashed during this time without any immediate back-up, he will ask you at least to wait to have some soldiers at your side. Losing you is never an option and he can't be always behind you to save that ass of yours he was so fond of.

Alone in the dark (Shindo Ainosuke X Male Reader)

Summary : When Ainosuke seeks for relief in unknown arms and finds you.

TW : NSFW. Mentions of alcohol. Drunk sex... (and still my awful English, sorry)

A/N: Even after all this time, the poison this character inspires and inoculates is still hard to handle. I love him.

A shadow. He was only and he is only the poor pale specter of his past. Far and alone from the path to go home and the fire of relief Tadashi was able to lit in him. The latter or anyone who could make him a better man than he was right now. He needed so much right now. Forget was such a beautiful word and an unreachable goal. He wanted to be drunk, to allow alcohol soothe his aching body. His needs changed of nature, turned into something else. Gut-wrenching passion was making itself echoing through his skull, his mind. Everywhere.

The urging pressure of desire was unsatisfied. His roaming, bold hands were climbing along your leg. The blue-haired man was probably unaware of the whore-like appearance he got. Not a detail you seemed to care about either. He wanted you so much. The stab of hunger was penetrating further in his insides, taking his breath away as well as the last shreds of wisdom he possessed.

"Please..." Adam begged unconsciously in a whisper.

A veil was covering his senses. The world was silent around that man, yet so busy by people in that bar, stuffed of strippers and explicit musics, among the calls of human dirt, screams in the distance where he could not locate. A bliss in that disgusting universe. Adam felt himself climb on someone's lap, thrusting like a dog to get some pleasure. Some seconds, a song he was able to recognize, money and a few words after, he felt dragged in an elevator. There, Ainosuke didn't bother anymore to act like a civilized man. The coldness of the wall was maintaining him while he got undressed for you. A sort of regain of control shook him but your hands were already caressing his skin.

Finally. He would get what he craved for. Love. Passion. Desire. The feeling went unsufferably strong and he begged again for more. Longing was strangling Ainosuke, your lips on his were lightly, patiently, intimately bringing him to the verge of insanity. Your kisses, slow, sweet, unbearable made him consider for a second the idea to stop this fall into despair and nonsense. Yet, he found it so hard to avoid, so naturally bearable like his humanity. Chaos, shame, sin fitted him like his suit when he goes to S.

"Please. I... Need more..." Asked Adam.

Suddenly, the soft fabric of sheets fell on his back. Even though it was quite the contrary. Your lips. Your body. Your presence. Your pressure. He needed it hundred times stronger.

"Look at me." You ordered, vour voice sharp as a blade cutting through Adam's skin.

He did so. Crossing your image above him. You were so desirable, so charming. He needed you entirely.

"My name's Y/N."

"Y/N" Ainosuke repeated while his world turned into a hazy landscape.

He was watching his world dance, fall to rise again, shake at the rythm of his eyelids opening or shutting. Sometimes it was mere backflow or a slow stroboscope cutting each of your moves. Ainosuke felt like he was in heaven, caressed, loved passionately while his body and aching for much. As if he was craving for powerfulness in some types of music but even heavy metal wasn't giving him the beat he was looking for. That was fustrating and he didn't know you sufficiently to judge on your performance. Except that his internal microcosm has been intruded by some pain. Even though alcohol numbed everything, the cock pulsing and rubbing new intimate parts of him was driving Adam crazy.

You sensed your that blue-haired man lose his mind, giving all the shallow praise you needed in his screams of pleasure. Yet you knew he wasn't himself fully. Your tight grip over your nameless partner got stronger as time went on. To the point you were leaving marks on his delicate ivory skin. You couldn't help when you saw him get on your lap and thrusting on your thighs to excite your desire. He moaned shamelessly when you grabbed his ass and told him all these dirty words. He didn't bother either when you were nearly tearing up his clothes between your eager hands. And when he cummed for the first time, without realizing it. He was miles away from the moment, in the drunken people's realm.

Besides the blurry and limited world before him, Adam never felt so well since such a long time. He was even considering if he ever felt so alive. Your thrusts inside of him got him drowning lower and lower in his hazy world. When he cummed for the third time, a thunderbolt seemed to wake him up. His muscles tensed up, without warning but he wasn't able to do anything except accepting to open his mouth and lick your dick like the whore he was. His clingy tongue was perfectly fine and your delicious reactions made his heart flutter for no reason.

Maybe was it the thought he was pleasing someone without figurative leash around his neck? Maybe because it was you and his body responded so well to every of your desire? No. It couldn't be this way. He didn't know you. He felt you somehow, he was drinking to liquid pleasure, adrenaline was poisoning him, fear, loneliness, Tadashi's reject... Everything was meaninglessly mixing within his haunted mind. He didn't want to know. His sole purpose was your pleasure. He might behave like a slut but he didn't care. You were here, all alone in this hotel and he want towards you, craving like a dog in heat. He got what he asked, even this creampie all over his face.

- Come here. You ordered simply.

Adam obeyed swiftly, way too much maybe. The blue-haired man sensed you kiss the places where you left those beautiful marks of the pleasure he gave you. You were sometimes sucking, biting, licking and so on. He wanted you. He needed you again to find again this hazy state he was so good within. Ainosuke felt you hot, divine mouth around his cock. Whereas you left a trail of saliva along his shaft, you got lower and lower until you were able to make him comply without discussion to your touch.

Your fingers caressed him nicely though your tongue was making him see the stars and beyond. You made out several times after, Adam was near to faint. His body was still replying to your touch but his moans seemed as if they were muffled. He was reaching the end of his forces, surrendering totally. He cummed another time then just left himself go into sleep's arms. Night was going to be short enough, you would leave him rest in the bed. Yet, you just got on your legs and went to seek out for a towel or something to allow your nameless lover to be clean.

As drunk and out of mind he was, you surely thought he wouldn't complain about some rest. You got him rid of all the cum spread on his cheeks and his face and covered him with the bed's blankets. You considered leaving without a word but it was such a nice experience with that blue-haired man that you didn't want to forget. Yet, your so-called wife and your children wouldn't allow it to happen. You weren't fated to love a man. A businessman like you has no right to do so, it would provoke inevitably an impact on your life and you didn't want this to happen, whatever it would have taken from you.

It's with this mindset that you left the room but the touch of this smooth skin, the confortable haze clouding your best jugement would still linger a little more on you. You had an appointment with a family named Shindo several hours after and getting some rest would be appreciated. It was apparently about some investments for some politics carrier.

I hate to love you

"It was under the last night sky. Ink and diamonds were part of the dream. It was too mesmerizing to be everlasting.

I saw your tears, for the first time of my life. I didn't think you were able to do so. Crying, I mean. All so confident, strong, everytime. I knew it was a fake, a mask you liked to wear because you didn't want to show us you had your own weaknesses. And it fell down there, at the second when you leaned towards the swing. Red cheeks and broken-hearted as I have never seen before. My only concern was to reach out my arm and erase those trespassing tears on your face. My thumb upon your skin, I would have chased this sadness from you because you deserve the world. I would have given you a silent shoulder where you could have cried in silence.

No words.

Nothing.

Until your breath calm down and your hand in mine. The words 'I am here, talk if you want, cry if you wish, shout, scream I wouldn't mind. But, please, come to me when you feel down." You remained silent.

Yet.

Yet you didn't come. You didn't leave your head on my shoulder. You didn't let me take your hand. You didn't care about my loyalty, my warmth, my friendship, my love and my shattered heart while I was watching you fall apart in your 'brother's arms'. I was held at bay, not approaching because I would have cause kind of a blasphemy.

No.

Never.

Did I worth so little in your eyes? Did you even consider me as a person who could have feelings for you?

No.

I want to turn my back, to get away. I should do it. Though, I know I'm unable of doing so. Because I love you too much to let you go.

I hate loving you."