#ghostwalker x reader

Venomshank

When the relationship first starts, he's wary of quite a bit. He doesn't want to hurt you, and isn't very experienced with relationships in general. The relationship needs to evolve slowly. Hold his hand every so often (do not jump straight to trying to kiss him, he will get up and leave if you do), spend more time with him, get him more used to you being around more often.

He lives in Crossroads, so as long as you know where he is, you can visit him probably the most often of the sfoth. As time goes on, you'll get a key so you won't always need to knock and wait outside in the elements.

A big thing, but Sword needs to be okay with you. At the very least. Sword lives there too, Venomshank is not making his mentee uncomfortable by being in a relationship with someone Sword may not like. If Sword seems fine with you or reacts positively to your presence, Venomshank'll let you stay.

When he does finally get comfortable enough to initiate touching you, he'll be touchy. A hand will be on you if he can reach you.

Do not try to get the mask off him ever. If he does ever take it off around you, he's not going to try to kiss you. He's scared even trying to might turn you into one of his zombies. He's insanely scared you being anywhere near his mouth could result in an accident. If his mask is off and you want to kiss his face, stick to the upper half of it or he'll pull away and not let you near his face until his mask is back on. You can kiss his mask too, and he generally prefers you to do that.

He'll want at least one photo of you to hang on the wall. I don't make the rules.

He doesn't sleep himself, but he'll sit with you while you do. If he's feeling especially cuddly, he'll hold you throughout the night. Though if you aren't up at the asscrack of dawn with him, you'll wake up alone. He's gotta train Sword still, so he'll just leave you to your sleep. Though, most of the time, Sisyphus will watch over you while you sleep in.

Speaking of Sisyphus. The bird will land on you. If you're scared of birds like me then you may want to try getting used to Sisyphus as fast as possible. That bird does not wait for you to get used to it. It will just randomly land on or near you and just. Sit. If it fits it sits.

He's not going to let you hold his gear. He's not going to do it. You can let him hold yours but you aren't touching his. He won't even give you a reason, he's just going to say no and leave it at that.

Often, you'll be allowed to sit and watch Venomshank train Sword. Sword doesn't mind, and Venomshank sees it as an opportunity to teach you things as well. Most things, like how a gear is simply a piece of the whole of an Inphernal, an extention of oneself, you know. But some things you do learn.

Darkheart

Kill him. BOOOOOOOO. Anyway. He's annoying and mean when the relationship first starts. He still views you as lesser than him, but you are not equal to your fellow mortals. Give it time and he may eventually see you more and more as an equal.

He likes to poke and prod, and you are the one to be dealing with that. He's careful enough not to hurt you with his claws, but he's still going to be annoying. Swat his hands away and he'll just pick you up.

He doesn't need a key to your place, he's just going to appear. You are going to have to deal with it. Sometimes you get a warning, his stupid giggling faintly in your head before you turn around, run into his chest, and are trapped in a hug. Other times he just appears. For example, you've once stepped out of the shower to him just sitting on the ground in front of your sink. You did slip because you were shocked. You were fine though.

Cuddly. He's always hugging you or has an arm around you or you're being picked up and held. He just likes having you close.

You might be able to get his hat off him. Maybe. But if you get it off him, he's putting it on you. And if it looks big on him (him and his bigass hat, I want it) it'll be HUGE on you. He finds it hilarious.

If he isn't curled around you while you sleep, he's definitely watching you do so. In fact, he'll watch you go about your day. In the comfort of your home, he's following you like a lost puppy as you go about doing chores or trying to find something to do. He'll sit in the bathroom as you shower and just bask in your presence. When you go out in public, he can't openly follow you (which he has expressed his dissatisfaction with), so he'll either follow through your shadow or other shadows around you.

Do NOT complain to him because he will do something about it and you will not like it. Too hot in your room?? Snow. Inside. Covering everything. And he's giggling while you try to figure out how he fucking did it. Someone bothering you?? They totally came to apologize to you on their own and totally not because a certain chaotic entity spooked them by parading around as a shadowy version of tbeir loved ones and thought it'd be funny to torment them. Why are you blaming him, he was just finding entertainment. But yeah be very careful about complaining around him. It'll be changed!! But not in a fun way (to you, at least).

He learns your habits pretty quickly, following you around all the time. He learns your favorite drink, what genre of books you like, your hobbies, how you try to find the exact color code of your horns (I would do this and now you will too). Everything. He'll memorize your daily routine in no time. Sometimes he'll help. If you like coffee in the morning, he'll make it exactly like you do while you're still waking up. He'll move things around so it's easier for you to reach or he'll just hand things to you like your coat if it's cold out.

Sometimes you'll wake up to find Darkheart rearranged your furniture while you were sleeping. You'll either have to move it all back yourself or just deal with the new arrangement. He'll do this ever two ish?? Months. So once you get used to one arrangement, it changes. Have fun.

He's perfectly fine with you holding his gear. He just tells you to be careful with the sword because it's a thing of its own. If you present your gear to him, he'll do the same. But he might be the one to do it first. He'll also treat your gear with care. It's a part of you, of course he's treating it with care (even if he might mess around with it to see what it'll let him do with it).

Icedagger (ambiguous)

Every day you're around him, he's probably going to jump at or on you. I do not make the rules. He gets excited to see you and. Jumps. At you. Like Foxy jumpscare style.

He's definitely not scared of hurting you (even brags that he's the least likely to try hurting you, even if that would probably more describe Firebrand [pre-scorch]), but more wary of you being close when he does have his gear summoned. If it touches you, it's a one hit kill. So yeah, step back when he has it.

He can be kind of an asshole, but he is well-meaning. No please do not be mean to him he will cry. But he can be mean to you. Yes that's how it works. Yes you just have to deal with it.

Honestly, you may not even know he's Icedagger, to begin with. He blends in so well with other mortals that he just comes off as some any normal Inphernal with an ego. You'll need to know him for a while to actually get the lore drop that he's Icedagger. His wings may tip you off, but most assume he's got a moth/butteryfly related gear. He also just goes by Icey/Icy (he doesn't care much for the spelling of it), so you still call him that most of the time. Even in private. He's just Icy to you.

Hugs are really nice for him because you're warm and he really likes warm, but they suck for you. He's always freezing, his body temperature always sitting at just above freezing. You would ask how he isn't frozen yet, but also he IS a deity. Also related, but his hands are usually stuck perpetually in the first/second stages of frostbite. So he will hold them to your warmest areas because if he does it randomly you jump from the sudden cold and he finds that really funny.

He will have a key to your place. You have no clue where he stays and he refuses to tell you, so you'll just have to deal with randomly waking up with a freezing mass squishing you. He will also raid your kitchen of any snacks he enjoys, so you just have to deal with that too.

Sometimes, when you both are alone, he'll make little icicles on your face. Usually to mimic the whiskers of a cat. If your horns allow it, he'll also make little ears on top of your head. The ice doesn't melt, weirdly enough. It just sticks to you, but pulling it off doesn't hurt much.

Icedagger isn't always a meanie though!! If you guys are watching something on tv, no matter what it is, he's completely invested. You both are getting hit with the "commentary on movie while watching movie" beam. No, Icedagger cannot stay quiet while watching movies. Yes, you will add your own commentary or he's going to purposefully hold a hand to your neck. But he does genuinely enjoy watching tv with you. It's fun to spend that time together.

If you somehow fall asleep while leaning on him, he resigns himself to his fate and just sits there. While he doesn't NEED sleep, he may let himself do so in that moment.

If you ever were to present your gear to him, he'd probably do the same but with EXTREME caution. Again, he's not scared he'll hurt you, but he's still wary of you being around his gear. Not out of fear, but more discomfort. The more he cares for a person, the more uncomfortable he is with them being around his gear when it's summoned. But he would return the gesture even if just to show he cares about you and trusts you as well.

Firebrand

Truly how the relationship starts depends on when you meet him. Pre-Scorch, he's caredul but enthusiastic. Excitable too, you're someone he can care about and love and he's just so happy to try. Post-Scorch, it's a wonder you even wanted to meet him honestly. You'd have to have Windforce bring you to him, so you'd have to have befriended her AND brought up interest in meeting Firebrand AND have convinced Windforce to bring you to meet him. He's more wary now, more careful with you. What he would've let slide Pre-Scorch he won't let slide now.

Pre-Scorch: Microphone and Megaphone NEED to like you. Not tolerate, but LIKE you. They don't need to absolutely love you, but Firebrand wants them to want you around. So if they don't, that's gotta be a dealbreaker. Sorry.

Pre-Scorch: He's definitely cuddly, but it's not as bad as post-scorch. If you need to go, he'll let you go. But he loves loves loves holding you and just being around you. You make him so genuinely happy. If he tries to touch you with his hands, his gloves are on and you'll tell him if it starts to burn. But even if for just a moment, he wants to be able to hold your hand.

Pre-Scorch: He'll try to listen more when you're telling him something different than what he believes about you. If you tell him you can handle something he doesn't think you can, he'll let you do it but he's hovering and keeping an eye on you.

Pre-Scorch: Don't fall asleep around him he's so warm you'll be too comfy you won't wanna get up and in your comfortable tiredness he'll convince you to stay. "Five more minutes" turns into you being an hour late to work because the King of Crossroads wanted to cuddle for a little longer.

Post-Scorch: He is so so cuddly. Pre-Scorch he would've given you space, but now he just really really needs you as close as possible. He won't touch you with his hands, he's not going to do that. But his arms (and wings) will be wrapped around you. You may overheat. He is incredibly warm. You will not be let out until you need to leave. He also might try to hold onto you longer until Windforce pries you away from the whiny ex-king.

Post-Scorch: Windforce has to bring you to and from wherever Firebrand is hiding. She has joked about just leaving you with her brother so she isn't bothered by bringing you to him all the time, but has never actually done so. If Firebrand ever heard her say that, he might ask her to do just that.

Post-Scorch: If you give him any gifts, he'll ask you to set them in certain places so he can easily see them when you aren't around. Gifts from you make him feel like you aren't gone yet.

Post-Scorch: He's an avid listener. He wants to hear you talk about yourself, your life, your relationships with others. He wants to hear all of it. He wants to know as much as he can about you, because there's nobody else to tell him these things.

When it comes to his gear, again, it really depends on when. Pre-Scorch, he'll maybe, MAYBE let you hold it. You have to be very very careful because he doesn't want you to burn yourself with it. Post-Scorch, he won't let you NEAR it. If he summons it at all. And he'll refuse to hold yours because with hoe hot his hands are, he'll end up destroying it. While yes, you can just summon it again and it should be fine, he still will be incredibly upset with himself if he ends up destroying something you are giving to him to show how much you trust him.

Windforce

To even get into a relationship with her, you need to be both entertaining and tolerable. Most of the mortals she finds entertaining aren't tolerable, and most of the mortals she finds tolerable aren't entertaining. Once in the relationship, she won't hold you to as high standards as she does other mortals. "I hate this about mortals" but you are the exception. It isn't a quick thing to happen, but when it happens for the first time it's a pleasant surprise.

She's not very careful with you. You will get hurt, but you'll learn to deal with it. She isn't holding back just because you're with her. You're still a mortal, and she still views mortals as beneath her.

She doesn't care if you get along with Ban Hammer. He'll learn to deal with you eventually. She doesn't care much for his input on her partner(s). While yes, she'd prefer he like you, she doesn't care if he doesn't.

You'll learn to defend yourself. If you're with her, you're on the islands of Playground, which means you're also around Splintered Skies knights (if you aren't one of them already). If Windforce herself isn't teaching you, then the knights are. Windforce isn't always around, and you'll need to be able to stay alive if something happens (if a fight breaks out, she'd prefer you win).

Her actions of affection are grand gestures, and she'll expect gratitude from you. She'll accept any kind of affection from you, even if it's a small handmade trinket she doesn't know what to do with. She'll figure it out.

If you want food, she's taking some. It's best to make enough for one person and one larger person (if she's eating with you, she's eating a lot). She has her preferences on what she will and won't eat, but most things you end up making would fall under "will eat".

Forget about being insecure with her. She's not gonna let that happen. No, she's not going to use kind words to tear down your worries. She's going to use logic. "You have scars because a woind healed." "Being shorter doesn't mean you can't be stronger." Stuff like that.

She is NOT cuddly, but if you REALLY want her to hold you while you sleep she MIGHT. She does care about you (a little bit, but a relationship does require care from both sides) so she can do this for you. When you ask.

She's going to show you off to Firebrand after a like, a year or two of the relationship (he wanted to meet the mortal that intrigued Windforce enough for a relationship). You're going to meet him, and you're gonna be okay with that. If you don't want to see him after that first meeting, fine. Okay. She can deal with that. But you're going to meet Firebrand, be kind, and be respectful.

She'll show her gear off to you, but you can't touch it. She also won't touch yours, but it's more out of respect. She won't let you touch hers, it's unfair to touch yours. Later, when she's by herself, she'll wonder why she views your gear as deserving the same respect hers does.

Ghostwalker

The relationship starts out ROUGH. For you, at least. He doesn't feel love like how you do, if he feels it at all. You don't really know why he agreed to a relationship, but here you are.

He's not going to understand your wants. You need to be direct with him about anything. You want him to hold you while you sleep, tell him. You want him to sit with you while you eat, tell him. He's the Inpherno's version of the grim reaper, not a mind reader.

If you tell him your favorite books, they'll be set aside in their own little section of Ghosdeeri's library. She will find out through Ghostwalker and think you'll enjoy the gesture.

The Watchers (most of them) most likely already know who you are. Their jobs kind of require it. They tolerate you as long as you don't bother them. Not that Ghostwalker cares how they feel about you.

Him mimicking mortals with romance varies from day to day. Some days he'll bring you gifts, some days he'll sit in silence enjoying your company, some days he'll help you with day-to-day stuff. He's trying, and that's what matters.

You can give him a key to your place, but that doesn't mean he needs it. Usually, he just. Appears. In your home. If you want him there, it's easier to just be there instead of knocking on the front door/using his key to get in. He can just. Be there. Also, you can convince him to cook with you. Do what you will eith this information.

If you die while still with him, he won't bring you back. But, he won't move your soul on either. He'll keep you with him until you truly want to move on. When you do, he'll hold your soul one more time, let it soak in any warmth it can from his cold, gloved hands, then let you go.

His hands are cold, even with the gloves on. His gloves also have stains, so if you can wrestle them off him, you'll be allowed to wash them. He doesn't take them off often, and doesn't see much of a point in washing anything really. You may just have to clean him. Force him into a shower. He won't object, he'll just let you clean him.

He remembers every word you tell him, so don't be surprised if he brings up something you mentioned once in passing. If he's bringing you a gift, it's most likely something you said you maybe wanted or were just thinking about. You think it's thoughtful, he thinks it's logical. You wanted it. If he brings you something, it should be something you'll want or find useful. You have no idea how he gets some of these things without being seen out in public. He doesn't tell you when asked.

Touch his blade at your own risk, but he will inform you that doing so will kill you. He won't stop you if you try, though. If you offer him your own gear, he will treat it with the respect it deserves. His fingers will trace its edges, and he'll take in every detail you'll let him observe. He doesn't feel your trust in the action, only the faint curls of his version of curiosity. He's interested in his own way, and your gear is his new specimen.

Illumina

When the relationship first starts, Illumina is distant. He's still dealing with his own stuff, so just give him time. Him even entering the relationship with you is progress in and of itself. He just needs a bit longer to warm up to you being his partner now.

Once he's warmed up to you, he's protective and kinda clingy. Hugs are an often thing, and if you ever mention feeling unsafe, he may want to go with you (he knows he can't, but he'll want to. No one is going to mess with someone around a deity). He's also cuddly, but mostly when you're going to sleep. He very much enjoys holding you while you fall asleep.

Please please please run your fingers over and/or through his feathers. There have been times where he's sat down next to you and bumped his wing into your side to get you to touch it. It's his way of asking for attention without using words. He also just really enjoys the feeling + another set of hands can reach feathers he may not be able to. He'd let you clean/preen his wing if you asked.

He's cool to the touch, but can warm up pretty easily if you throw a blanket on him or something. If you have him wrapped in a blanket and cuddle up to him so he wraps his wing around you, it's pretty warm and comfy. Perfect nap spot. He'd let you nap there, too.

He's known for being distant and cold, but with you he smiles and laughs and is happy. This does take time, but once it starts, it's not stopping. He may even try to be a little silly. There are times where he comes to you upset, but his mood lifts just by being around you.

Don't try to give him a key. He's able to get in without one. If asked, he'll jokingly say magic and move on. It's the best explanation you're getting.

He will absolutely melt at any physical affection you give him. Hugs, kisses, holding his hand, initiating cuddling. Anything. He's a sucker for it. He'll reciprocate as well, probably with more enthusiasm than you.

You can have pictures of him, but only if you ask him. He doesn't like it if you take pictures of him without him knowing. You wouldn't like it, would you?? So don't do it to him.

If you end up having an argument or fight, he's leaving for a while. You may not see him for months at a time because he needs to cool down, and then he starts to spiral into thinking you hate him. When he does, eventually, come back, he'll act like he did when the relationship first started. Distant and cold. It's more of a test, to see if he can drive you away. It gets tiring, but it's how he'll be.

it seemed impossible. matter of fact, it should have been. courting a deity is already a daunting dream of its own, but specifically the one who cannot feel normally? your quest could've been used as a replacement for 'when pigs fly'. for the longest time since you two had crossed paths (and you'd insisted on continuing to cross back over his path), you'd been content with simply sharing the company and basking in one another's presence. many an afternoon you two spent in majority silence whilst you tended to your own businesses (usually him reading and you partaking in a hobby), occasionally cut up by the few and far instances of simple small talk. they're easy questions, usually: how have you been, anything recent, any grievances or celebrations? always asked by him.

one afternoon, you posed a question of your own:

"would you be my partner?"

one would think it unfair, considering the weight behind it compared to the inquiries he asks. but for ghostwalker, the response came as obvious and easy as yours to his questions:

"i don't see why not."

incredibly lackluster compared to how confessions usually go. it took nearly no time for him to decide. in fact, 'decide' isn't really the right word—that would imply he even thought about it. per ghostwalker's reasoning, it would hardly be any different from the way you two are now. if the label of 'partners' made you happy, do as you please. he did not care, as long as the company stayed. and as far as he was concerned, you were already partners from the moment you became a constant in his day-to-day.

he stands corrected. there is actually quite a significant difference between partners and…partners, as he's learned from the sudden abundance of affection that has ambushed him since he's accepted your proposition. you plant kisses and approach for hugs though his skin is cold to the touch every time, you call him by new names, you weasel yourself into his independent reading, to name a few. it's not a bother, nothing is. only a change he wasn't expecting. though, he supposes he doesn't hate it.

in the beginning, reciprocation comes scarce. ghostwalker walks a path of turbulent grief that never even grazes his heart and eternal, cold sleep. now that this strange warmth is in his hands, it feels more like a complicated puzzle that everyone has all figured out—everyone except for him. so, he starts by simply mimicking what you do, often right after you. you give him a kiss, and he follows up with his own. though, his reflections tend to be shorter and sloppier. a tinge of sweet awkwardness.

with his kisses, he seems to like targeting your forehead or cheek. sometimes, even the back of your hand, in true gentlemanly fashion. though, his kisses being more like stiff pecks creates a strange oil-and-water-esque combo of deeply romantic yet amateurish.

naturally, his preferred love language is quality time. for all of his eloquence, words suddenly fail him when it comes to expressing soft sentiments. even when you spend most of your time together in silence, it's peaceful and light and enough. some days, you never utter a word. you don't need to. but if you want to do something together, he won't object. eight times out of ten, he's alright with being dragged to do anything you want to do, the two being anything that would require him to resuscitate you. 'if it makes you happy,' he always says. even if it's something goofy or cheesy, he will go along with it. but not without an exasperated sigh.

as for his personal tastes for dates, he prefers a low-energy activity at your home or an outing somewhere quiet, like a stroll in the park or the streets of crossroads late at night. the volume and heat of crowded areas is headache-inducing, and frankly, just unpleasant in general. not like there's a choice anyway, a deity like him shouldn't be seen in public. a nice dinner would suffice just fine (though he doesn't really need to eat, he's oddly interested by watching the process). you've tried to get him onto movie nights, and it's only worked half of the time. mostly because sometimes he doesn't understand the emotions the film is trying to express, so he asks questions about why a character did this or that a little too often and it sort of ruins the experience. he's also bound to point out all of the discrepancies between a film adaptation of a book he's read. maybe it's for the better that you're not watching them in a public theater.

he's not the greatest at comfort. there's nothing he has, words or touch, that he could offer you to effectively calm your sorrows when they crop up. only apathetic, completely neutral advice, his lent ear, and his presence. sometimes, it makes you feel worse, like you're just a child throwing a tantrum in his eyes. other times, it's all that you need. if you are looking for someone to coddle and reassure you, you're better off trying your luck elsewhere. not that ghostwalker could feel any semblance of jealousy if you do. but if you choose to go to him anyway, he'll try to keep his disdain to only a sigh when you stain the back of his vest with your tears.

a cup of freshly brewed coffee or tea is waiting for you each time you come to visit, the steam still dancing in the air. it's exactly to your liking, sweetened to your tastes if preferred at all, despite the fact that you've never really mentioned how you like it. he says nothing about it. doesn't say he made it for you, ask for a thank you, or even looks at you when you drink. he doesn't have to. still, you thank him regardless, and he'll only respond with a small hum of acknowledgement without looking up from the book he's absorbed in. for what he lacks in suave courting, he makes up for in keen observations. a good partner should be able to see the unspoken. at least, that's what the gaudy 'relationship guides' he's come across tell him.

"be honest, do you watch me? this is basically the same as when i make it."

"i happen to catch glimpses, yes. if you're asking me if i stare, though, i do not."

"you recreated it completely from passing glances?"

"much can be learned when looking for even a few moments at the right times."

"…you can admit you were looking."

you will never hear "i love you" from him. maybe statements that ring close, that could imply it, but never those exact words. "welcome back", "i'll be here", "don't do anything rash", "until next time", never "i love you". it's to be expected, it's not a mind-blowing surprise, and it's pointless to hold your hope out for anything else.

can't sleep? just crawl into his lap, ask him to read aloud to you, and you'll be asleep in seconds. his deep voice and the rumble in his chest when he speaks do a perfect job of lulling you, they practically manufacture melatonin in your brain. he likes to dryly joke that you think he's that boring to listen to, though the humor is completely lost because his monotone inflection makes him sound like he isn't joking and it throws you into a frantic panic as you try to reassure him that's not the case. but he doesn't mind at all, in truth.

when fights between you inevitably break out, you will always have to be the one who breaks down and apologizes, if you do. it's not a matter of pride, it's that ghostwalker literally does not feel the need to. there was no sting when you raised your voice and scowled and cried at him, or when you avoid him for days on end. he may admit that he was wrong if you made a compelling point, but let it be known that he does not change his stance just because it upsets you. in fact, if you face each other again before apologizing, he carries on like normal and as if you never fought. and when you storm out, he doesn't know why. he just knows you're feeling something he can't.

late into the night, it's common for you two to discuss mindless hypotheticals with serious thought behind them. would he still be with you if you were a worm, would he bring you back to life if you died, among others. it's amusing how he can go on for hours about his answer, like he's really contemplating what he'd do if it actually happened. and it's another great, surefire method to get you to fall asleep fast.

since you spend many of your nights falling asleep to him, it's inevitable that you get nightmares in front of him as well. even if he couldn't feel bothered from it waking him up or derision from seeing you shaken from something as simple as figments of the mind, the embarrassment from waking up screaming in a cold sweat in front of your partner—a deity with an utmost resolute composure, no less—is more than enough for two. again, he is not the greatest at comfort. at the very least, he will gently shake you awake, ask about it, and lend a shoulder to cry on if needed. don't expect a warm embrace or whispered sweet nothings. but if you ask, he'll let you fall asleep to his voice again. not like he has anything urgent to tend to.

he has impeccable memory, which is great for remembering your anniversaries and other celebrations such as your birthday. without fail, he will remind you first thing when he sees you, like he's your calendar or some secretary. though, he doesn't necessarily make a big deal out of it or call for a celebration nor does he expect you to. it's purely to let you know. if you want to do something for it, that's all your call. don't try to ask him for any ideas; he is content with whatever you choose.

You were lying across the king size bed, your feet crossed at the ankles. John was in the gym, you had no clue where Ava was. You were scrolling through your emails, not really paying attention until you felt a solid weight across your back followed by Ava’s lips trailing kisses along the side of your neck. “Hey honey” you laughed as she nuzzled into your flesh. “Hey beautiful. What are you up to?”

She leaned over your shoulder to look at your phone and grinned “Do you wanna go shopping?” you’d clicked on an ad and was scrolling through the different halloween and autumn stuff they’d put out at nearby stores. You grinned “I was thinking maybe we could do more than just go shopping?” she laughed “Ok” “Ok?” she nodded “I liked Halloween when I was younger. Before everything. The fact that it puts this smile on your face. It must be ok at least” you grinned and turned to fully kiss her, smiling against her lips “I love you” “I love you too” she replied.

She took your phone and laid it down on the table next to the bed, you turned over so she was straddling your waist. She grinned down at you, leaning over to press another kiss to your lips, her necklace dangling as she did so. It was new tech. Bucky had called in half a dozen favors or so but now she could go without that heavy suit. It was a whole different world for her. Her hands found yours, pinning them over your head as her mouth claimed yours. When you felt her tongue tease into your mouth, you whimpered lightly, bucking your hips up and she laughed, leaning back and making you chase her. “Eager, are we?”

You pouted playfully “Ava” she grinned “You know John is gonna get bitchy” “You know you don’t care” you laughed and she nodded, “Fair enough” 

Within a few minutes there was a pile of clothes on the floor next to the bed, your bodies were tangled together, the sounds of your mixed breaths and moans the only thing filling the room.  Your lips trailed down her body, her fingers tangling in your hair. She’d already made you see stars twice so you were intent on evening the numbers.

She moaned your name when your tongue flicked out across her clit and you whimpered lightly, feeling yourself clench around nothing. You slipped your fingers into her, moving them in tandem with your tongue and when her legs shook around your head, your name falling like a prayer from her lips you could taste her release on your tongue. 

You didn’t give her time to come down, time to hardly catch her breath before you doubled your efforts. Her back arched off the bed, a loud moan leaving her as her second orgasm shook her. She nudged at your shoulders “Too much” you leaned back, kissing her thighs with a grin. “Well damn” you flipped your head around towards the sound and Ava leaned up, both of you laughing weakly at the sight of John standing in the doorway, an obvious bulge in his joggers and a smirk on his face “Any energy left for me?”

Ava raised an eyebrow at you. You grinned and wiggled your hips at John as you crawled up Ava, kissing your way up her body. You heard John move across the room before you felt the bed dip under his weight. He climbed up on the bed with the two of you and you felt his hands on your hips. He left a kiss on your bare shoulder before you felt the head of his cock brush against your core “Can I?” fuck you loved that he asked each time. “Please” 

He slowly pushed into you, a low gasp leaving you both. He held onto your hips, his fingers digging in slightly until he was sure the stretch had passed them he started to slowly circle his hips. You moaned lightly, pushing your hips back into his before turning your attention to Ava. You crashed your lips against hers, one hand finding its way between her thighs.

Her head fell back against the pillows, her moans mingling in with yours and Johns. You were so damn close, every snap of John’s hips pushing you closer and closer to that edge. You knew Ava was close too because she was squeezing your fingers so damn hard and John’s hips were so tense he was right on the edge. It was like the cord snapped for all three of you at the same time. John’s hips hit yours at just the right angle, you caught Ava’s clit at just the right spot and John buried himself into you. All three of you released a loud moan, a mixture of each other’s names as your releases rushed over you.

John gently pulled out of you, helping you to lay down next to Ava then he laid down so both of you could curl on on his chest. He chuckled lightly once both of you were comfortably curled up on him “Not that I’m complaining about the view I walked in on or the sex in the middle of the day but what’s the occasion?” Ava winked at him “We’re celebrating Halloween” he nodded slowly “Good with me”

John didn’t know quite what he was signing up for when he agreed to celebrate Halloween with you. The last time he really did anything for the holiday was when he was a teenager. The first stop was a shopping trip apparently. He walked through the store and was tasked with cart duty while you and Ava kept disappearing and reappearing, depositing more items in. He’d get a kiss and then the two of you would be gone again.

He was sniffing one of the candles you’d picked when he felt hands on his back. He spun, half ready to tell off whoever it was but you and Ava stood behind him, mischievous grins on your faces. “What are you two up to?” He looked behind your back and saw that you had a black bag tied up. “What did you buy already?” you grinned and cut your eyes at Ava “A surprise for later” he raised an eyebrow, looking between the both of you “Ok then” 

You and Ava both fell in step with him and he smiled to himself. No one even looked your way anymore. Valentina had used your relationship as a marketing angle. It pushed legislation forward for marginalized groups and kept anyone from questioning the three of you when you were out together or if two of you were out together. It was a win-win in all of your books. 

As for John himself? He woke up most mornings with the urge to pinch himself just to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. After everything that happened he never felt like he deserved anyone caring about him again. He didn’t deserve a team, a family, or love. Yet here he was. 

He had visitation with EJ, he had a team that no matter if they fought like cats and dogs amongst themselves they fought harder for each other and he somehow had two women that were just as in love with him as they were each other. How in the hell had he managed to get this lucky? 

“Walker!” Ava laughed and he shook himself out of his thoughts with a grin “What baby?” she smirked “You’re staring at us all dreamy eyed again” he shrugged “Well if you two would stop looking like that maybe I’d stop staring all dreamy eyed” you shook your head at the two of them teasing each other “Well personally I think you’re both adorable but we need to move up in line” 

Ava laughed watching you crawl onto the counter to hang up a decoration in the main floor of the tower. “Alexei could have done that sweetheart” she told you and you looked over your shoulder where she had her hands on your hips to steady you. You grinned “Yeah but then you wouldn’t have your hands there so what’s the fun in that?”

Yelena was on the other side of the counter in a similar position with Bob stabilizing her “Why are they on the counter?” Bucky asked when the elevator opened and he walked out. “They like to feel tall” Bob answered without hesitation which caused you and Yelena both to burst out laughing. 

John walked out behind Bucky and stopped in his tracks, turning his head to the side. Ava smirked at him “Hey” he waved a hand “What’s this” she shrugged “Our girlfriend wants every floor decorated and apparently the entire team has a hard time saying no to her”

“I like the candle scents she got me” Bob offered and Ava laughed, “Don’t encourage her” but when you winked at her she felt her heart flip. She knew she’d do damn near anything to keep that smile on your face. 

When she finally let John in it was due to you. You’d encouraged her and John to explore their feelings for each other then together they’d realized their feelings for you and god getting you to realize they were genuine was worse than trying to domesticate a fucking hyena. Now, she couldn’t imagine life without either of you. You turned and looked around the room with a nod “I think we’re done” Yelena nodded “Looks good to me” 

“Looks fantastic” Alexei agreed so you grinned at him “Thank you” he nodded “You’re very welcome. I love that you love the holidays. We decorate! We celebrate!” you shook your head and looked from Ava to John “A little help?”

Ava tilted her head at John “Get our girl down will ya?” John leaned down to brush a kiss against Ava’s lips before stepping forward to wrap his arms around you. You squeaked lightly when he lifted you, laughing when he spun you around. When he finally set you down you swatted at his chest “Asshole” 

You leaned up to kiss him then tugged Ava towards you “Come here” once she was in your arms too you looked over at Bucky “What about you? Are you good with it?” he nodded “Yeah, I like the blanket you got me and Alpine is cute in her costume” you grinned brightly “See? Everyone loves Halloween”

Valentina never missed a good PR opportunity so when Yelena told her all of you were using her money to fund a community event for Halloween she’d practically foamed at the mouth to agree to it. It was a place for everyone to come, with booths and food and music and best of all? It was free.

You sat with a group of kids, helping them to carve their jack o lanterns. Since Olivia had EJ this weekend she’d facetimed John so he could technically go trick or treating with them so he was working a food booth with Bob so he could do that. Bucky was helping you with the kids and besides a bit of a shaky start where he assumed the kids would be afraid of him and was a little weirded out when they actually loved him? He was amazing at it.

Ava as it turned out was pretty good with face painting so she and Yelena were working that booth and Alexei had volunteered to go in the dunk tank. Sam had even brought his sister and nephews up for the evening from Louisiana, Joaquin had a group of kids outside at the basketball court and Kate was playing another game on the opposite court with the kids.

The evening could not have possibly gone better. Bucky smirked at you, flicking pumpkin guts your way “Gotta admit, this was fun” you winked at him “See Barnes? I have my moments” he grinned “Even if you’re in love with Walker?” you shrugged “I’m in love with Ava too” he nodded “Fair enough. You get a point for that”

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After the event wrapped up, John noticed that you and Ava were missing. “Anyone seen my girlfriends?” he asked Kate first who was standing with Bob and Yelena “Sorry? They said something about the place down the road that has the frosties Ava likes?” 

“You lost them both?” Sam teased with a laugh. He was on the way out the door to take Sarah and the boys to the hotel. John shrugged “I guess” about that time his phone went off with a text. He opened it up and saw that it had a photo attached and read come find us for a halloween treat 

He stepped away from everyone and opened the photo to see it was you and Ava. You had on a jason vorhees jersey with fishnet stockings and a mask. Ava had on a black top with fishnets and a scream mask. The photo was taken in his truck. The angle and costumes made his mouth run dry. “I um..I gotta go” he mumbled, heading out the door and heard Kate, Yelena and Bob burst out laughing.

The moment he stepped outside he heard a horn honk and looked up to see his truck parked at the curb. You rolled down the driver’s side window and pushed the mask up so it was resting on top of your head “Want a ride?” he grinned, looking from you to Ava who was sitting right next to you, her face over in the bend of your neck already. “Please” “Come get in cowboy” you laughed, unlocking the truck.