#and suddenly i was reminded of how much i absolutely adore this movie
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Guys thoughts on Tarzan
#💙! mah rambles#this is random i know#i was looking up disney movie screenshots for daisy's vignette story#and then i stumbled across tarzan#and suddenly i was reminded of how much i absolutely adore this movie#it's one of my favs ever
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Valentine's Day HCs - Baptiste, Cassidy, Genji, Hanzo, Junkrat, Lucio, Zenyatta
Includes: Baptiste, Cassidy, Genji, Hanzo, Junkrat, Lucio and Zenyatta
Summary: what they would do for you on Valentine's day
CW: gn! reader, our boys being dorky, some allusion to the lore, pure fluff!!
happy valentine's day guys! i decided i wanted to do something fun and write HCS for ALL of my fandoms which is actually taking forever (and im not even halfway done at like 12:33am) but im having fun with it and i hope you guys enjoy! <3
OW Women Ver. + Valentine's 2023 Masterlist
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Baptiste:
with his life of being on the run, it’s rare that the two of you ever go on dates in public
but for your first Valentine’s Day together, he really wants to make it special
he takes extra caution planning everything out—casing places, making sure they’re secure
decides on taking you to a movie in the park and packs you guys a picnic
has all your favourite snacks and drinks too!!
picks you up (also random but he totally drives a Vespa/electric scooter) mostly on time
definitely seats you at a more secure place in the park where there’s not a lot of people
unpacks the picnic basket and spreads out a blanket and some pillows and a delicious spread of food
tries to be all cute and feed you food but he’s so nervous he accidentally smashes it in your face
he’s smooth with it tho and he’ll wipe your face off and kiss the spot better
“are you cold? come closer.”
cuddles you while you watch the movie to keep you warm
also off topic but he smells amazing
you guys stay in the park long after the movie ends just stargazing
he knows his constellations and points them out to you
“i like to look at the stars when I’m on the road,” he says. “because they remind me that no matter how far away you are, i still get the pleasure of living in the same world you are.”
Cassidy:
he probably didn’t realize Valentine’s was coming up until like two days before
but this man goes all out
you’re just so special to him, he has to show you how much he loves you (even tho he literally treats you like royalty every day of the year)
plans a lowkey night for the two of you
also makes it a surprise (mostly because he forgot lmfao)
picks you up on his motorbike and takes you to his favorite diner
he’s always wanted to take you there and have you try their apple pie
all of the staff there know him and they’re in awe of the two of you together
they definitely give you guys food in the shape of a heart and turn on some romantic music
he’s weirdly nervous considering it’s him
“so uh, after this I was thinkin we could go have a drink or two?”
he’s so flustered it’s adorable
and obviously you agree, and he takes you to his favourite bar
even if it is a lowkey night, you’re still happy you get to spend time with him
plus, he’s a private man, and him showing you his favorite places is his way of showing you his heart
“yknow something, darlin? I think we ought to turn this into a tradition.”
Genji:
as a proud supporter of Fuck Boy Genji™️, he definitely didn’t celebrate Valentine’s Day in his youth
doesn’t know exactly how to celebrate with you, just knows he wants to do something
asks everyone for advice, but everyone is telling him something different and it just makes him all confused
he decides to trust his instincts on what to do
picks you up in a button down and cute jeans, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers
he doesn’t tell you where he’s taking you, but he’s so excited he’s practically vibrating the whole way
you actually have to squeeze his hand to calm him down a little bit
he takes you to this unassuming, kind of dark building on the edge of town
knocks on the door and someone opens a little slot, he says a random word and suddenly the door swings open to reveal a little staircase
takes you down and into a totally chill speakeasy
it’s warm inside and there’s jazz music filling the air
Genji looks absolutely stunning in the amber lighting too
you guys get a table with a great view of the stage and order yummy food and drinks
“Do you like it? I thought big crowds might be overwhelming and—“
Shut him up by kissing his cheek and telling him you love it
“I’ve never really…had a Valentine before, but I’m really glad you’re my first, y/n.”
Hanzo:
unlike his brother, he probably had had a Valentine before, but he’s never been one to share his life with others
however, he really wants to show you a good time and treat you to a good night
big crowds and people are not really his thing, so he sets out to make a special night at home for the two of you
invites you over for food and movies
cooks you one of his signature meals, and the two of you eat together at the table under candlelight
definitely has warm saké ready for the both of you to drink too
has one of his favorite movies and one of your favorite movies ready to go on his tv
cuddles up to you on the couch under a super soft throw blanket
honestly one of the only times he really allows himself to be super clingy and attached to you
always has his hands on you, probably kissing your neck and shoulders and head
makes sure to pay special attention to your favorite movie because he knows it means a lot to you
“I know this isn’t much but…I really wanted to share something special with you away from prying eyes.”
you guys end up falling asleep on the couch together, and even though Hanzo wakes up at some point, he doesn’t move
he’s just content to be with you
Junkrat:
the concept of a Valentine is kinda lost to him since he didn’t really have time for that growing up in Junkertown
but he notices a bunch of heart shaped decorations when him and Roadhog are robbing a bank
which of course prompts him to ask his partner what they’re for
the way Hog explains it is a little…different, but Junkrat literally has heart eyes the whole time
he decides he wants to celebrate it with you so he spends hours making you a Valentine
makes you this cute little card (and he swears up and down that it won’t blow up when you open it)
and tried to make you cookies but ends up burning them :((
so he recruits Roadhog’s help and together they bake and decorate cute little sugar cookies for you
he gives them to you on Valentine’s and he’s super nervous the whole time
you honestly tear up a little at how cute it is
the two of you end up eating them together and hanging out for the rest of the night
“I think I like Valentine’s Day!” He announces. “Do you think…do you think we’ll spend the next one together, too?”
Lucio:
between being a wanted criminal for stealing from Vishkar and being a world renowned DJ, going out on Valentine’s Day is not the best idea
but that’s not going to stop him
he spreads out flower petals and lights candles across the apartment and waits for you to come home
settles in on the couch with his guitar, practising quietly in case you’re outside
when you come home, you’re greeted by the smell of gourmet candles and flowers leading you down the hallway
you can hear the soft sounds of a guitar strumming and you follow the sounds
you make it to your living room to see Lucio strumming his guitar, and when he sees you, his eyes light up
he starts singing a song he wrote for you, looking at you with his little heart eyes the whole time
you’re left on the verge of tears the whole time and when he’s done playing, you pull him in for a kiss
“so, did you like it?”
you’re speechless tbh
like he loves you enough to write an entire song just for you
and that’s not the end, either, because he surprises you with a dinner reservation to your favorite restaurant
and to make sure you’re not being swarmed by fans, he’s bought out the entire restaurant
the two of you get to eat in peace and have a great Valentine’s Day
“so I, uh, I wanted to know if you’d be okay with me putting that song on my album? I just—I love you so much, I want the whole world to know.”
Zenyatta:
partly because he’s a monk but also because he’s an omnic, I don’t think he’d really celebrate Valentine’s
however if it’s important to you, he’ll definitely put the effort in to make you happy
plus he’s so lowkey, he’s open to trying anything
when he hears you talking about Valentine’s Day to one of your friends, it gives him the idea to surprise you and celebrate it
he spends days coming up with ideas and pays extra close attention to your likes/dislikes
would probably ask Genji for some advice before giving up when he realizes the boy is clueless
settles on getting you a very personal, intimate gift and letting you decide where to take it from there
he gets you a new pair of headphones and makes you a mixtape/playlist to listen to to calm you down
since he knows sometimes you get stressed out or anxious
it’s so unexpected that you cry and the poor omnic is stuck figuring out if they’re tears of joy or not
“y/n…are you sad?”
you explain how touched you are
“you’re my partner, y/n. I would do anything to make you happy.”
#overwatch 2#overwatch#ow2#overwatch x reader#overwatch x you#ow#overwatch fic#xreader#overwatch headcanons#cole cassidy#baptiste augustin#lucio x reader#genji shimada#hanzo shimada#junkrat x reader#zenyatta x reader
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if i may. Dad!Nurse! Steve Harrington where his little girl is sick with the flu and crying for her dad to make it better and he does everything to help and is all worried and loving 🥺🥺
AN | Okay but no; nurse dad Steve to the rescue🥺 This can be read as a companion piece to the below but also as a stand alone!
Warnings | Mild Language
Pairing | Nurse!Steve x Fem!Reader
Word Count | 3.3k
Masterlist | Steve, Main, Nurse Steve
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Steve Harrington could handle this.
Totally. Absolutely. No doubt about it.
He worked in the ER and constantly handled a myriad of emergencies and situations that had him thinking and needing to use his wits and keep his cool. So…realistically he could handle just about anything.
But he was terrified of the idea of having to watch your daughter alone for the weekend. Despite his assurances that he could manage (he could kick himself for being so stupid), he suddenly felt so unsure and nervous. You had a weekend work conference to go to that would keep you aware for a whole two and half days. You’d been reluctant to leave your husband and your daughter, but he insisted that he’d manage, that he didn’t want you to miss out the conference. And so you’d accepted what he said and left.
Now Steve was home alone with his four-year-old daughter. Fuck.
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He’d managed to survive the first alone without any issues. These were his days off, so he was able to be home and tend to the house along with his daughter. She’d been at preschool until the mid-afternoon, and once he’d picked her up the two of them were having fun. He really did adore his daughter, and more than anything he was nervous he’d somehow mess something up. He wouldn’t; you knew he wouldn’t - he was an amazing, doting, loving father.
He’d even made her favorites for dinner, which currently consisted of dino nuggets and mac and cheese and the two of them watched a movie before it was her bed time. Things had gone off without a hitch; he was sure he could use that to his advantage when he asked about seriously trying for baby number two. Look honey, I kept her alive for three days all by myself - want to have that next baby? Yeah, something like that would work anyway.
He was reading in bed, missing you and the late night conversations the two of you always had. But it wouldn’t be terrible - he could handle two nights on his own. Even if it really sucked. Any worry or self-pity he had was quickly wiped away when he heard the tiny knock at his bedroom door. He’d left it half open and looked up to find his daughter looking at him, the same big, soft brown eyes he had staring back at him.
“Daddy,” she poked her head into the room, looking at him nervously. Steve dogeared his page and put the book on his bedside table before motioning for her to come in. The small girl padded into the room and he instantly spotted the tear tracks on her cheeks as she sniffled.
“Camila,” he cooed softly, moving so he could easily pick her up. She ran the rest of the way over to him, throwing herself into his arms. He picked her up and settled her in his lap, tenderly wiping away the few remaining tears, “oh baby. What’s wrong, Cami girl?”
“I don’t feel good,” she pouted, her bottom lip trembling with effort as she tried not to cry again. She reminded him so much of you, how resilient and independent you were. She hated asking for help, wanting to do as much for herself as a four-year-old could, so he knew something was up if she was coming to him late at night when she should have been sleeping.
“Oh sweetheart,” he brushed a few rogue curls out of her face before kissing her chubby little cheeks, “what’s wrong? Why don’t you feel good?”
“My tummy hurts,” she frowned, “and I feel all cold, even with my blankies.”
As Steve listened to her, he placed his hand against her forehead and frowned when he felt how warm she was. He paused for a moment and inwardly groaned when he remembered that the flu was going around right. It usually disproportionately affected children, especially school age children. And here she was, going to preschool almost every day with a bunch of other kids. She’d had her flu shot, but there was only so much that would do and so many precautions they could take.
“I’m sorry you’re not feeling well, my love,” he pulled her onto his chest so he could hold her properly. Cami buried her little face into the crook of his neck as he soothingly rubbed her back up and down, “I’ll take care of you, okay? Daddy’s got you.”
“Okay,” she sounded so feeble and meek that it broke his heart. He wished he was the one having to experience this, not his baby girl.
“I’m going to get up and get a few things, okay?” he whispered softly, “you can sleep in bed with me tonight, does that sound good?”
“Yeah,” he delicately moved her so she was on the side of the bed that you normally occupied, covering her with the soft blankets, “can you bring me Peter?”
Peter was the stuffed bunny that she’d had since the day she was born. She’d gotten it from her aunt Robin and loved it more than any other toy, “of course. I’ll be back in a few minutes, Camila.”
She murmured something, burrowing her face into the pillow, seeking some sort of relief. Steve looked at her for a moment and shook his head sadly; this was his baby girl and she was sick. He couldn’t do anything about it except try to make her feel better while she fought it off.
He went down the hall to her bedroom and grabbed her bunny before stopping in the bathroom and grabbing a thermometer, some acetaminophen, and then made his way into the kitchen. He grabbed a few water bottles to bring with him but paused before leaving, staring at the phone. Before he thought too much of it, he grabbed the cordless headset and dialed the hotel room number you’d given him. He hoped you weren’t sleeping yet; he didn’t have to wake you on top of it all.
It rang a few times before he sighed in relief when he heard your soft voice, “hello?”
“Hi angel,” he ran a hand over his tired face, smiling when he heard your little sigh of happiness, “did I wake you honey?”
“Hey my love,” you’d only begin for the day but you already missed him and Camila more than you cared to admit, “I just got out of the shower. Stevie…I miss you.”
“I miss you more than you can ever know,” he admitted with a warm chuckle, “god, it’s been less than a day and I feel so lost without you.”
“I’ll be home soon,” you promised, your heart clenching softly at the realization of just how much you missed the two of them, “what’s wrong, love?”
“It’s Cami,” he admitted after a few moments of tangible silence, “she woke up and said she’s not feeling good. I think she’s got the flu, I was just about to take her temperature and see if I can make it so she can at least get some sleep.”
“Oh no,” your maternal instinct immediately ramped up; you wished you were home with the two of them, “poor little thing. Do you want-”
“No, no, no honey,” he immediately shook his head as if you were there, “I don’t want you to worry, or jump on a plane to come home. I just wanted to let you know, but I’ll take care of our baby.”
“I know you will,” you laughed softly, “I don’t think there’s anyone I’d trust more. If anything changes or you need me…let me know. I’ll be there in a heartbeat.”
“I’d expect nothing less,” he promised, “I also just wanted to hear your voice…”
“Such a sap, Stevie,” you teased, but honestly? You missed his - all of him - too. The two of you were such suckers for each other, “it’s not too much longer. I’ll let you go, okay? Try and get some rest, there’s no use worrying about something we can’t change - I know you’ll take good care of her. I love you both so much. Tell Cami I said hi, yeah?”
“Of course,” he promised softly, “I will. I love you too, honey. I’ll talk to you tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow,” you confirmed, “good night, Stevie.”
He returned the sentiment before hanging up the phone and setting it down with a small sigh. He felt better after talking to you, but he still worried about his daughter; he was always a worrier. He couldn’t help it, it was just a part of who he was.
He gathered up the supplies he had gathered before heading back to his bedroom. When he quietly popped inside, he was relieved to see that Cami had fallen asleep. Even if it wasn’t for long, he wanted her to be able to get some rest. Steve placed Peter the bunny next to her so when she woke up she’d have him. The rest of his supplies went on the bedside table.
He gently climbed back into bed, doing his best not to disturb the small girl and snuggled up next to her. Realistically he knew that he should be able to sleep just fine and she would wake him up if and when she needed him. He also knew that this would be a sleepless night for him. Camila had never really been sick before and while he was used to dealing with sick children at work, it felt different now that it was his daughter. It felt horrible.
Exhaling softly, he tenderly brushed her hair out of her face before grabbing his book to read. Might as well do something with his time, right?
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“Daddy?” he’d noticed her stirring and was already prepared to give her his full attention. He glanced at the alarm clock and saw that it was nearing four in the morning. His poor baby girl. She turned around so she could look at him, her eyes dazy and face slightly flushed, “‘m thirsty, Daddy.”
“I’ve got some water for you, Cami girl,” he cracked the top of one of the water bottles before carefully handing it to her. She took it in both hands and chugged it down, finishing almost the entire bottle before Steve slowed her down, “slowly sweetheart, you don’t want to make your tummy ache from too much at once.”
“Okay,” she handed him back the bottle before she realized that Peter was next to her. She squealed in delight before grabbing the stuffed bunny and clutched it tightly to her chest, “you brought Peter!”
“He was missing you too,” he smiled gently at her, “can I take your temperature? And I’ve got something to help you feel a little better.”
“I’m cold,” she pouted as he grabbed the thermometer and stuck it in her mouth. She already knew the drill and had opened her mouth. Steve tutted at her lightly, already planning to grab her a few more blankets that should help. He pulled the thermometer out when it beeped and read the little screen. 101. A mild fever but nothing too bad, fortunately.
“You’ve got a little bit of a fever,” he grabbed the acetaminophen and water bottle, “this will help and I’ll get you some more blankets today? I want you to rest and your fever should break soon.”
“I miss Mommy,” she pouted as he popped the medicine into her mouth and handed her the water to finish off. It wasn’t that she didn’t love Steve; oh no, she absolutely adored her father almost more than anything, but she loved you too. She was used to having both of you around.
“Me too,” he agreed, “I talked to Mommy while you were sleeping and she said to tell you hello and that she loves you. But she’ll be home soon.”
“Good,” she gave him a firm little nod, “can we have dino nuggets later?”
He couldn’t help but laugh at her lightly before kissing the side of her head, “we’ll see, Cami. Right now I want you to try and get some sleep, okay? Once you’re up we can see about getting some nuggets and a nice warm bath.”
“Will you stay with me?” she looked at him with big, soft doe eyes and he nodded. As if there was anywhere he would rather be.
“I will,” he helped to tuck her back under the covers, making sure Peter was with her, “I’m going to grab a few more blankets and I’ll be right back.”
She was already fast asleep by the time Steve made it back with a new load of blankets. He bundled her up as best as he could, hoping her fever would break soon. All he could do was keep an eye on her wait.
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The next two days passed in a much smoother manner than that first night. Cami was about to sleep off her fever and slowly began to feel better with each passing hour. Of course, it probably didn’t hurt that he was indulging her every whim and fancy to the best of his ability. He wouldn’t call his daughter spoiled…she just wasn’t told no very often. But on the flipside, she rarely asked for things and was always polite and kind to everyone. She was a good kid, after all.
But that didn’t mean that he wasn’t more than ready for you to come home. He was practically counting down the hours - you were too. You’d been a little sneaky and told him that you’d be home a few hours later than you really would be, wanting to come home and surprise the two of you.
When you did, when you finally made it home and let yourself into the house as quietly as you could, you found the two of them at the kitchen table, eating exactly what you expected - man n cheese and dinosaur nuggets. It was such a simple but beautiful sight that melted your heart.
“Hello my loves,” you whispered as you set your bag down. Both of them turned to look at you, eyes widening in excitement before rushing over to you.
“Mommy!”
“Sweetheart,” felt a small pair of arms wrapped around your legs and another pair of arms around your shoulders as your two favorite people enveloped you with love, “you’re home early!”
“Surprise,” you leaned in and kissed him softly, wishing you could have more, more, more but remembering that your daughter was still right there. You’d have all the time with him later, “I love you.”
“I love you,” he whispered in return before picking up Cami and balancing her on his hip so she could get a kiss too. You brushed her rogue, wild curls out of her face before pressing big kisses to her cheeks.
“Hi Cami girl,” she looked so happy to see it that it made your heart melt, “I’m so glad you’re feeling better. Daddy took good care of you, huh?”
“Mhmm,” she grinned happily, “we even got to stay up and watch princess movies!”
“Oh you did, huh?” you looked at your husband, who gave you a sheepish smile accompanied with a shrug that said what can you do? You touched his cheek affectionately, “I’m glad you’re feeling better, my little love, and I’m glad you took such good care of her, my love.”
“Do you want some nuggies, Mommy?” she asked excitedly and you couldn’t turn down that adorable face, “we made lots!’
“I couldn’t think of anything better.”
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Steve was already in bed, eagerly waiting for you as you finished your little night time routine. He hadn’t realized just how much he’d miss just sleeping next to you. But then you appeared, all big smiles, soft eyes, and cozy pajamas that consisted of a pair of old shorts and one of his sweaters. It was easily his favorite sight in the entire world.
“You’re so beautiful,” you playfully rolled your eyes before walking over to him, taking the outstretched hand that he offered you. He threaded your fingers together before pulling you into his lap. He leaned against the headboard as you straddled his waist and rested against his bent legs, “god, I missed you so much. And you were only gone for three days.”
“I missed you too,” you admitted, reaching over and gently tracing along some of his freckles. You liked mapping them out with your fingers, and even more so with your lips, “next time there’s a conference or anything that requires me to be gone, I’m bringing you both.”
“Same here,” he laughed softly, taking your hand and bringing your hand to his lips and reverently kissing your palm, “three days was too long.”
“But at least I know that the two of you are able to survive without me,” you teased and a pretty flush of pink rose up in his cheeks, “you did great, Stevie. Seriously.”
“I will admit that I was a little nervous,” he confessed quietly as you giggled at him, “it’s a lot of pressure taking care of a young, sick kid on your own!”
“I know,” you acknowledged, “but you did wonderfully.”
He hummed in content as the two of you looked at each all starred-eyed before exchanging soft, sweet kisses. He pulled back after a few moments and you could see that there was something on his mind. You tutted lightly before putting a finger under his chin and turning his face up to yours, “I’ve been thinking…”
“Uh oh..”
“Hey,” he gently squeezed your side as you squirmed in grasp, “Cami’s in preschool now, and we’ve discovered that I can manage a kid on my own for days…I-I guess I’m just kind of wondering what your thoughts are about trying for that second kid?”
Your face lit up and Steve took that as a good sign. You were silent for a moment before reaching for his hand and settling it on your tummy, “how about in like seven months?”
“Oh,” his eyebrows rose in confusion. It took him a second to process but he nodded; it was you that was doing all the hard work realistically. He could easily hold off on trying for a while, “okay, angel. We’ll start trying in the new year.”
“Stevie,” you were laughing now; he was so smart and so wonderful, but he was so oblivious at times, “I didn’t mean…waiting. I meant…how would you feel about meeting your new daughter or son in seven months?”
“I…what?” his mouth opened and closed a few times and then it hit him, “you’re pregnant?”
“Yeah,” you confirmed softly and his whole expression practically melted into heart eyes and a big lovesick smile, “I found out a few weeks ago…I’ve just been wanting for the perfect opportunity to tell you. And I guess now is as good of a time as any. Surprise, my love!”
“Wow,” he exhaled shakily before laughing you into his chest and kissing you softly, “what a perfect surprise. That’s…fuck, that’s wonderful. I love you so much. You, Cami, and the new baby.”
“Blob Harrington number two,” you teased, causing him to groan softly. You’d referred to Cami as Blob throughout most of your pregnancy because she just looks like a blob! He nudged his nose with his before brushing his lips over yours again, “I love you too, Steve. So, so much.”
“Oh my clumsy girl,” affectionate fondness laced his words, “I’m going to be thoroughly outnumbered. Three girls against me? Unfair.”
“How do you know it’s gonna be a girl?”
“I just know,” he insisted cheekily, “it’ll be a girl.”
“Oh,” you stook out your tongue at him, “wanna bet on it? I say it’s a boy.”
“You’re on,” he held out his hand, “it’s a girl. Terms of winning to be determined.”
“Just…don’t ruin it for yourself or me this time,” he had accidentally spilled the beans with Cami, not that you minded, “so no close looks for you at ultrasounds.”
“I’ll accept your terms,” he agreed as you shook his hand, “I love you, angel.”
“I love you more, Steve.”
“Impossible.”
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I need something cute and fluffy with Kylian where readers heavily pregnant and he always comes to the rescue like always coming home with cravings, cuddling, reassuring her everything’s gonna be ok, putting on a comfort movie, massaging her back and feet every night etc🫶🏼
𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐃𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 | 𝐊𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐛𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞
𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Kylian Mbappe x Female Reader
Word Count : 907
𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: Writing fluff always makes my heart happy c': Thank you so much for requesting!! I Hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!!
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As you sit on the cozy couch in your living room, your hand instinctively rests on your growing belly. It's been an eventful day, and now all you can think about is sinking your teeth into a delicious slice of chocolate cake. You reach for your phone and decide to text your boyfriend, Kylian, who should be finishing up his futbol meeting soon.
You type out the message, your fingers dancing across the screen, and eagerly hit send.
You: BABBBEEEEEEEEEEE….. How much do you love me? ;)
A few minutes later, as you wait for his response, you feel a small kick from your baby, as if it's echoing your craving for chocolatey goodness. "I know, I know... Daddy will bring us our food soon," you mumble as you rub your belly, feeling a mixture of love and anticipation.
Suddenly, a notification pops up on your phone, and your heart flutters with excitement. It's a message from Kylian.
Kylian: I love you a lot, princess. Is everything okay? I just finished practice. I should be heading home soon.
A warm smile spreads across your face, and you quickly reply, unable to contain your craving.
You: Yes, everything is fine... I was just wondering if you could bring me chocolate cake, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee with cake frosting!!!!!!
You press send, hoping he'd be up for this sweet indulgence. It doesn't take long before another message appears on your screen.
Kylian: Absolutely, my love! Consider it done. Anything for my two precious angels.
Your heart fills with gratitude and love for the thoughtful man you're lucky to call your boyfriend. The anticipation of enjoying that cake together makes you giddy.
30 minutes later, you hear the door creak open. Kylian steps into the house, carrying a small box in his hands. "Babe!" he calls out for you as he slips his shoes off. You quickly get up from the couch and practically run towards him. "KYLIAAAAAAAN," you squeal, unable to contain your excitement.
He looks at you with a playful grin, realizing just how excited you are. Setting the box down on the banister near the front door, he wraps his arms around you, careful to support your growing belly.
"Chocolate cake delivery for the beautiful mom-to-be," he says, his voice laced with tenderness and adoration. He kisses your forehead before you lift your head and kiss his lips, feeling a rush of love and happiness.
It's moments like these that remind you how lucky you are to have Kylian by your side, his love and support unwavering throughout this journey.
"Now, let's get baby Ky some cake!" he says happily as he grabs the cake box, leading the way to the living room.
You both make your way to the living room, where he places the cake box on the coffee table. He goes into the kitchen to grab a knife and small plates before returning back to the living room to cut you and him a slice.
"You know, Kylian, I didn't expect you to bring me a whole cake. A slice would have been fine," you laugh as you settle comfortably on the couch, your feet propped up on a cushion.
Kylian hands you the plate with a slice of cake on it, the heavenly aroma of chocolate wafts through the air, making your mouth water. "Babe, knowing you and our bun in the oven, you are definitely going to want more than one slice," Kylian says as he joins you, his arm around your shoulders.
As you savor each bite of the rich chocolate cake, you nod your head in agreement, a mischievous twinkle in your eyes. "Yeah... you are definitely right," you say with a smile, appreciating his understanding and attentiveness.
With the cake now devoured, Kylian places the empty plates aside and turns his attention to you. Gently, he begins to massage your back, his hands working their magic, easing away any tension or discomfort.
"You are doing amazing, my love," he whispers, his voice filled with admiration. "Our baby boy is so lucky to have you as his mom. I can't wait for him to be born and for our little family to grow even more."
His words fill your heart with warmth and reassurance. You lean into his touch, feeling the love and support flowing through every caress.
"I can't wait either," you reply softly, tears of joy welling up in your eyes. "Thank you for being the most incredible partner and father. You make every day better, even with just a slice of chocolate cake."
As Kylian continues to massage your back and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, you realize that this simple evening together, filled with cake and affection, is a precious moment in your journey as a couple and as parents-to-be. And you couldn't be more grateful for the love and happiness that fills your home.
With contentment in your hearts and a cake-filled bliss, you decide to put on a comforting movie. Snuggled up against Kylian, his hand gently massaging your back, you feel a sense of tranquility wash over you.
In that moment, surrounded by love, cake, and the anticipation of your little one's arrival, you realize that life couldn't get any sweeter.
#football imagine#soccer imagine#female reader#soccer x reader#x reader#footballer x reader#psg imagines#kylian mbappe#football fanfic#kylian mbappe fanfic#kylian mbappe imagines#kylian x reader#kylian mbappe fanfiction#kylian fanfic#kylian x you#mbappe#kylian imagines#mbappe fanfic#mbappe imagine#mbappe one shot#mbappe x reader#mbappe fluff#mbappe icons#kyky#kylian fluff#kylian mbappe imagine#kylian mbappe fanfcs#kylian mbappe fluff#mbappe blurb#Kylian Mbappe fanfic
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i really loved the reporter!peter b having a crush on actress!reader!
i was wondering if you could write more about it! :3 maybe peter and reader do end up dating and reader takes him to red carpets with her and theyre overall super SUPER in love with eachother<3333
I'm so happy you liked the concept! At this point I'm loving the different requests and I'm having so much fun branching out on these characters we've created. I hope you enjoy this one!
Part 1, Part 2
Reporter!Peter B x Actress!Reader (pt. 2)
I thought this pic was perfect for this!
When you guys started seeing eachother, he was completely starstruck
Your dinner at that Italian restaurant had went perfectly! More and more he had started to fall for you and your true personality, completely enraptured by you
You thought he was adorable, like a puppy imprinted on their mother, with those adorable eyes so wide and full of wonder
And the way his ears would burn a bright red any time you brushed your hand against his
Once he got comfortable, he was incredibly open and talkative!
It was your turn to be enraptured by him, seeing him in rose colored glasses at a movie the two of you went to see
You couldn't help but watch him instead of the movie, your hand in his, your arms pushed up against eachother as you watched the scary movie you had picked
He was geeking out, occasionally leaning in to whisper different facts and thoughts throughout the film
You kept getting these little butterflies at the sound of his voice
Being in this field of work, it was natural to have these certain trust issues whenever it came to this sort of thing
You hadn't been in a relationship in over 5 years now
You just didn't see the point in putting so much time and emotions into another human being
That is until Peter opened your eyes to what that point is
He was shy to ask you for a third date, suggesting that he cook for you back at his place
(He finally cleared out all of his things. They now sit in a box under his bed)
You happily accepted
You thought his little apartment was so cute! It reminded you of your days as a beginning actress, and filled you with a sense of nostalgia. Of home.
You guys cooked together, a nice chicken Scampi that reminded you of your mother's. You were so excited when he asked you to cook something you loved, and we're having such a great time showing him how to mince the bell peppers
You both sat down for dinner at his kitchen island, a bottle of wine shared between you two over candle light, a bit of Frank Sinatra in the background
Such pleasant conversation shared between you two, soon dying down when you were done eating, just staring into each other's eyes
The kiss you shared was so sweet, both of your heads spinning from the wine and the passion
You pull away suddenly, running to the bathroom, leaving him standing there, confused
"I-Im so sorry! I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything, it's just that the moment felt right, and you were so pretty, and I- where are your clothes-"
You stood in the doorway of the bathroom, your bra and panties a red matching set
Oh you planned to jump his bones the second he asked you about a third date
It was about a month into your relationship that you decided to make it public, showing up to work to surprise him
Literally in the lion's den of hot gossip
Nobody would stop asking him questions, and he just sits there with the smuggest look on his face
The first time he went to your place, he was absolutely FLABBERGASTED at the amount of Spiderman memorabilia you had
Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment, explaining he was really more of just a celebrity crush
He TOTALLY didn't visit you as spiderman
You freaked out meeting him, it was so cool
You actually cried
He was shocked because he literally said he'd cry if he met you
Irony
Loves bragging about you 24/7
You find the box of all of his geek things
You thought it was so cute and creepy
Whenever you have to work on a film, you guys call and video chat every day and night if it's far away
Sometimes if it's for a long time, let's just say thank God for video chat ;)
Paparazzi photos and articles on you two are so cute because they're mostly talking about how much happier you look
You did an interview with him for vanity fair, and it was so adorable
You even went on a celebrity gameshow once, playing a couples game
You guys get so much love from your fans
That and those edits of you guys with a sappy song in the background
He even makes a cameo in one of your shows as a guy you flirt with at a restaurant once
And then the red carpet events
See my Shopping with Peter B headcannons for that 👀
Overall, life with him is just so much better, and he still can't believe he could even pull you in the first place
#fanfiction#peter b parker#peter b parker x reader#peter benjamin parker#spiderman x reader#spiderman across the spiderverse#spiderman into the spiderverse#spiderman x you#spiderman
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TIMKON ANGST/FLUFF PROMPTS??? omg… how about “Shouldn’t you be with him/her?”?
Tim opens the door to an immediate, aggressive faceful of pink plush.
"Whoa!"
The teddy bear falls into his hands as Kon grins at him ear-to-ear. You're Beary Cute, reads the heart on its stomach; its little black embroidered eyes gaze adorably up at him.
"Happy Day-After-Valentine's Day, Rob!" Kon declares, and throws a ribbon-wrapped box of chocolates at Tim's head next. Tim catches it automatically, eyebrows shooting up as Kon flops onto the sofa, making himself at home in Tim's living room with ease.
"Uh... thanks? I didn't, uh... get you anything."
Why would they get each other things for the day after Valentine's? They're just bros. And, uh, as much as Tim has fantasized about... not-strictly-bro things, it doesn't matter, because Kon and Cassie have been real cozy again later, and Tim's happy for them. If they got past whatever made them break up, then that's good. Good for them, and Tim's stupid pining literally does not matter.
Maybe Tim is overthinking this. Kon probably spent actual Valentine's with Cassie. Today is just, like, Palentine's, or whatever that dumb Pinterest shit is.
"Yeah, I figured you didn't. It's chill. C'mon, sit, I got a movie all picked out already and you don't get any say in the matter." Kon pats the sofa next to himself; Tim obediently sits down, sets the admittedly very soft teddy bear down at his side, and starts to untie the ribbon on the chocolates.
Kon's arm drapes itself over his shoulders. Tim bites the inside of his cheek and reminds himself that this is bro time, and that he's not gonna be pathetic about it.
...Still. Kon is warm, and he... uh. He must have bought some new cologne recently. He smells really nice.
The opening menu for "Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter" appears on his TV. Tim raises an eyebrow, then nods, impressed. "Good choice."
"Thank you. I knew you'd approve." Kon grins. "Eating your chocolate now, eh? You'll have to tell me which kinds're your favorite."
Tim opens the box, surveys the collection of different drizzled bonbons and truffles with pleasure, and picks one at random to pop into his mouth. It's rich and creamy, with a dark chocolate and raspberry filling that absolutely melts in his mouth, and he closes his eyes for a moment to savor it.
"Shit, dude." He looks at the box again, turning it over to see what brand it is, but the lid and bottom are both blank. Huh. "Where'd you get these?"
Kon rubs the back of his neck, a pleased grin on his face. "Oh, I actually, uh... made them. You like, huh?"
He made them?
Tim balks. Buying discount chocolate and a teddy bear to hang out for bro time is one thing, but... this? Uncertainty festers in his gut, and he frowns. "...What about Cassie?"
Kon blinks. "What about her?"
Is he playing dumb about this? Seriously? Tim huffs. "Shouldn't you be with her?"
Kon tilts his head to one side with a quizzical look, like some kind of stupidly cute puppy. "Rob, buddy... Cass 'n' I broke up, like, ages ago."
"I mean, yeah, but didn't you guys get back together?" Now Tim is beyond confused. "I saw you feeding her pie off your plate literally last week."
"Uh, yeah, as friends!" Kon groans. "I do that to Bart, too! Hell, I do that with you, dingus!" He runs a hand through his hair, slouches back against the cushions, and mutters to himself, "Well, this explains some things."
"Wait," Tim says. "So... you guys aren't back together?"
"No!" Kon's TTK gives him an aggressive hair-ruffle; Tim ducks his head, scowling. "We talked it all out and we're a lot happier as friends. And, uh... we're not getting back together, like. Ever. Ever-ever. That's part of what we... talked about."
Tim's world is flipping under his feet. "...Oh."
"Yeah, oh," Kon teases, and flicks the side of Tim's head. "Dude, for someone trained by the world's greatest dete—"
"Not this again," Tim groans, and Kon cracks up next to him, and suddenly everything feels normal again.
"You'll never escape." Kon bumps their temples together. "Now shut up, eat your chocolates, and watch Abe Lincoln hunt some zombies with me, man."
Tim picks up another bonbon, settles in against Kon's side, and figures he can take a hint, now and then. They can iron out the details after the movie.
"That doesn't sound so bad," he agrees. Kon presses play, and Tim pops his bonbon into his mouth and smiles as sweetness blooms on his tongue.
♥ angst/fluff prompts ♥
#timkon#and now some fluff after all the Feelings earlier !#i am Not currently taking prompts from this list anymore sorry but awoaugh i have so many djfbkdjs#rimi writes#tim#kon#crimzoncrow
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Hi! Could I please request some headcanons for Nazuna, Chiaki, and Natsume with an s/o that's super cuddly when they're tired? Like hugging his arm if they're out somewhere and immediately latching onto and nuzzling into him like he's a teddy bear once they get home. Thank you, have a good day! :)
When their s/o is cuddly
Characters: Nazuna Nito, Chiaki Morisawa and Natsume Sakasaki
C/w: tons of hugging and fluff it’s literally tooth-rotting fluff but I live for it so enjoy 😋 On Natsume’s part it talks about potions..idk if that’s important but yeah :3
A/n: HI OMG OFC I loved this request SM i had to get it started right away, all the possibilities of hcs are coming to mind AND THE FACT THAT THEY WOULD BE SO SOFT LIKE OMG stop i had to write this as soon as you requested tysm for requesting this <3 (sorry it took so long sobs)
Nito Nazuna✩
He was definitely exhausted after a long day with Ra*bits and practicing for their upcoming song
Nazuna loves cuddling with you after a long day, he’s so happy knowing you’re there awaiting him with open arms
If he’s not too tired, he’ll suggest watching a movie/series with you while cuddling
But if it’s the opposite, he’s content with sleeping in your arms
During the day, if it’s the weekend, Nazuna loves being embraced by you from behind as he makes breakfast for the both of you
He knows something is wrong when he gets home and doesn’t receive his usual hug in the frontstep of your apartment, Nazuna comforts you by doing the same as you do for him: hugging and reassuring you things would be alright
Nazuna loves leaning into your touch as you caress his soft hair
Morisawa Chiaki✩
Chiaki is a very expressive person, so having the pleasure of coming home everyday to see you, waiting for him with a smile and hugging him, will definitely make up for any bad day he’s had
It doesn’t matter, where or when, Chiaki loves showing any type of affection or if you hug him first, even clinging onto him. He’s so energetic witg his love, and everyday is a reminder or how much love he has for you
He’s used to your cuddling and affectionate traits, just, not used to seeing you so down suddenly
When that happens, Chiaki enjoys giving you his love and support, he’s so caring and gentle, even cuddling with you or buying your favorite snacks before spending his time with you
Chiaki adores it when you prepare a cardboard with his name for one of his basketball games, and makes sure to look your way before winning the game with a big smile
It may sound cheesy but, you’re both simply that couple at school, holding hands and being very affectionate in public
Whenever he hears his friends teasing him, Chiaki turns red and states that he really loves you a lot, he can’t imagine a life without you
Sakasaki Natsume✩
Natsume’s often busy, whether its making new potions or practicing with switch during his free time
Apart from your cuddly nature, he makes an ‘innocent’ potion to enhance your senses more, so he smiled as you question why you have the sudden urge to cuddle him or be near him all the time
He really likes it when you’re hanging out in his ‘secret room’ in the library, cuddling together as he kisses your neck, loving how affectionate you can be
Natsume gets a bit flustered when you’re hanging out with him and Tsumugi, hugging him from behind suddenly as his cheeks turn pink, looking at Tsumugi as he smiled and commented on how cute you both were
He’s not a big fan of being affectionate in public, but holding hands would be enough. However it’s not rare to see him clinging onto your arm while you both window-shop and eat together
He absolutely adores it when you stay over at his apartment, watching movies, eating snacks and eventually moving to his room to snuggle together
Natsume likes to gift you plushies with his perfume for the days that you both aren’t able to be with each other for a long time. He admires when you do the same, sometimes even gifting him a sample of your perfume for him to spray on his pillows, reminding him of you as he falls askeep soundly.
#ensemble stars x reader#ensemble stars#nazuna nito#nazuna nito x reader#chiaki morisawa#chiaki morisawa x reader#natsume sakasaki#natsume sakasaki x reader
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candy -> choi yunjin ver
aka the fluff alphabet
admiration (what does she absolutely adore about you)- how you stuck with her through it all :(( training, nmixx, leaving nmixx, the scandal, new company. please remind her often you love her :(
body (what’s her favourite body part of yours)- your nose, jinni adores eskimo kisses. she can and will hit you with a pillow if she doesn’t get her cute lil eskimo kisses at least once a day
cuddling (how she likes to cuddle)- hogs you like a bear, if you’re alone. if there’s someone with you, like the rest of nmixx girlies or whatever, she’s a bit shyer to be so affectionate
dates (what’s her ideal date)- did i mention disney move nights? yes please! you two totally have matching lion king pyjamas that are like the special mandatory move night outfit
emotions (how does she express her emotions around you)- she’s a tease if that counts? when she’s happy you can easily tell, because she’ll do something goofy, like stick out her tongue at you and hold your phone out of your reach, if you’re shorter than her. if you’re taller, she’ll probably again, steal your phone, but now run away giggling
family (does she want one)- again, a cat lover. oh, you’ll have the cute scottish fold one :(( a cuddles partner for sure
holding hands (does she like to hold hands)- not really holding hands, but she likes to walk when you hold onto her arm. i feel like you joke about it, walk dressed up all fancy at least once a week 😭
injuries (what would she do if you got hurt)- yunjin would panic but like, full on panic mode. do you need soup? do you need cuddles? oh god why is your arm bleeding? i feel like lily is her emergency contact and anytime something happens, she just calls the older girl because you both need help ㅠㅠ
jokes (does she like to joke around)- you two have a couple inside jokes, but she also likes to share with you occasional pick-up lines she heard around
kisses (how does she like to kiss you)- ya remember eskimo kisses i mentioned? that!!!! of course other kisses on cheek and whatnot too, but eskimo kisses <333
love (what’s her love language)- reminding you she loves you! it’s a little thing she likes to do always before you go out in the morning. as you’re putting on your shoes, she suddenly crouches next to you, gives you a kiss on the cheek and says ‘hope you have a wonderful day, love! remember i love you so much.’ <33
memory (what’s her favourite memory together)- jinni invited you to open entwurf albums with her members after the comeback. her fave memory is when you opened your album, told sullyoon on your left that she’s really pretty, and snatched yoona’s photocard, as she got jinni. in exchange, you gave the older girl a pc of herself 🫶
nighttime (how does sleeping with her look like)- she’s either hogging you up to her chest and sleeping calmly, or cheating on you with her mufasa plushie. there’s no other option. the one time you tried to take her plush lion and hug him as a revenge? you slept on the couch for two nights (rip)
oddity (what’s a quirky thing about her)- it’s yet to be said in the next paragraph, but she has a very goofy name for you. my girl is a disney lover, please buy her all of the lion king’s merch
pet names (what does she like to call you)- DEFINITELY CALLS YOU NALA?!,!,’;!;£;&:);) she’s your simba :(( that’s the coolest one, the rest include the casual baby, love etc
quality time (how does she like to spend time with you)- yunjin definitely loves watching films with you, especially disney movies! you have your own karaoke party every time something like frozen or the lion king is on. you both know the scripts by heart now, but it’s still as fun as it was the first time you did a movie night together
rush (does she rush into things)- absolutely not. she needs to plan things out at least a little bit in advance. she likes to have things under control, just for the sake of it
secrets (how open is she with you)- overall jinni is open, but i feel like with the leaving nmixx thingy? you don’t know. she doesn’t want to burned you with her work stuff. definitely spoils you her new comeback tho, support her!!!!!
time (how long did it take for her to confess)- yunjin deadass accidentally blurred it out. she saw you, thought you’re pretty, had her jaw dropped basically. you asked her what was wrong and she all but yelled ‘please go out with me’. the teasing she got from the maknae line…
upset (what’s her reaction when you’re upset)- she would pout playfully, but when she notices you’re really upset, she just kinda hugs you close and starts whispering cute comforting things. OH SHE TOTALLY PLAYS WITH YOUR HAIR :((
visibility (is she afraid of the public opinion)- you remember december? my girl is terrified of public opinion. if you came out before all that, i think everything would be fine, but now? pls protect the baby :((
warrior (how often do you fight)- i wouldn’t call it fighting, but you bicker quite often. it’s about harmless things, like how you said to make pasta and she cooked rice. most of those get resolved with ‘yah! get here you little-!’ and a tickle fight <3
x-ray (is she able to read you)- most situations? yeah, pretty well at that. jinni sometimes just kinda acknowledges what you said, but forgets about it and does something differently
yes (how would she propose to you)- to be honest, i feel like yunjin wouldn’t propose. it’s not that she expects you to do so, she just doesn’t see the need to. you’re both in love and aware of that, why would you need some paper to prove that? would deffo get you promise rings tho!
zen (what makes her feel calm)- the eskimo kisses i mentioned earlier. something about them feels so homey and nice <33
part of [the fluff series]
#haewon#nmixx imagines#nmixx x reader#bae#jiwoo#lily morrow#jinni#kyujin#sullyoon#jinni x reader#choi yunjin#choi yunjin x reader#nmixx#jini#jini x reader
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Hi hi!^^ I was wondering if I could have your thoughts on a chunky Pred! Megs. Love your writing 🫶
Good day, dear anonymous!
I'm so happy that you like my works! Thank you very much!
I've been thinking about your ask for a while... It's a bit intriguing 'cause when I wonder about bots like they really are in cartoons and movies, I always consider only g/t vore which wouldn't affect them much. Honestly, any serious deformation of their bodies would give me a scare. However, I have some thoughts about chunky human! Megatron. If you're interested in them, here they're!
P.S: I hope you'll like it. Of course, it's a little bit different thing from what you expected, but I'm not sure that I can do my best being out of the comfort zone... And I apologize for the delay.
Human! Megatron:
I think a human Megatron would be robust and big-boned; his torso would appear stout and thick, although not too plump - leader of the decepticons needs to care about his strength and mobility. He is not as large as his robotic form (though I can still call him a giant), so a human he swallows will make a visible lump on his stomach, soft and perfectly round. It is incredibly nice for him to feel how a good prey stretches his insides and slowly passes his collar, then fulfills his awaiting, hungry belly almost to the max. Megatron is shown quite differently in media, so there are endless opportunities for various scenarios with such pred. Personally, I prefer soft/ safe plots with him where vore is used as a therapy for an aching soul, a way to defend someone or just for pleasure of being close with a friend. I love Earthspark Megs; his character has a well-balanced combination of strength, severeness and true kindness which I absolutely adore. I imagine he wouldn't mind an entertaining prelude or a play before the "supper" if his companion is in good mood; meanwhile, he would be supportively quick and understanding when his darling turns out to be upset or worried. Megatron is very gentle with someone he gulps down; when you reach your destination, he will caress his growling and bubbling middle, being in pure bliss, but also wishing you to be as happy as he is. He will address you some short, but heart-touching phrases and pat his stomach slightly to reassure and make clear that he is with you and he loves, appreciates you.
Also, I suppose sometimes here would come a wholesome, painless digestion with following reformation. It could be a way of comfort for both included; moreover that Megs has had his own dark pages in the life which remind about themselves from time to time. If his partner is OK with the idea, he will ask them for a favour when things get too tough - and lovingly send them down his throat to the stomach which already expects its guest to stay much longer. At this particular days Megatron would be extremely cautious because he knows that, although nothing bad is gonna happen, his friend can get nervous and start panicking - the decepticon is ready to spit them out immediately if they suddenly feel frightened. In case of everything was fine, Megatron would lay down and keep both hands on his voluminous growling middle, fondling its tight surface, feeling how his dear prey peacefully breaks down under the skin and gives him satisfying, overwhelming warmth, while the small one themselves would take a good nap, insensibly melting away and resting from the world. After every session Megs' waist would get a little softer and wider than usual which would become a constant reason for jokes from both sides; regardless, Megs would never forget to sincerely thank his small teammate for the great meal.
#safe vore#soft vore#extreme cuddling#transformers vore#transvoremers#earthspark vore#megatron vore#painless digestion#vore reformation#comfort vore#non fatal vore#willing prey#willing pred
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Hii!! I accidentally watched a really violent and disturbing film the other day and I've been upset about it for a while, so I was wondering if you could do a short Law x y/n fic where Law comforts y/n after they watch an unpleasant movie? Its absolutely fine if you can't, thank you!!! ❤💖💕
“what’s wrong?”
there’s silence. you hadn’t expected your captain to check on you so late during the night. did he notice? maybe you’ve been a little quieter, sure, but it couldn’t have been that noticeable. “did the movie scare you?”
you tense, hands gripping your knees tightly under the sheets covering your frame. “maybe..”
there’s a nerve wracking moment of silence before you feel a dip in the mattress, just enough to make you jolt upright. “c-captain?”
“yeah, it’s me.” his voice comes out just above a whisper, his subtle attempt at making sure he doesn’t scare you. “so take off that ridiculous blanket.”
your hands come to drag the blanket over your head, eyes barely peeking out to gaze at your captain. “so why’re you in my room?” you mumble. it was unusual— law always lectures you about your sleep schedule, but today, he’s the one sitting at the edge of your bed during the latest hours of the night.
it’s definitely not the fact that he thinks you look adorable hiding under a stupid piece of cloth like that— and actually, how would that protect you anyways? he’s much stronger, you should have come to him first. regardless, he just doesn’t like his crew shivering in fear at 4 AM, and that was the best excuse he thought up of on his way to your room.
you’re suddenly pulled into his chest, face first with the inked heart on his front as he sinks his back against your wall. “don’t mess up your sleep schedule more than you already have,” he grumbles, voice lowering for the next few words, “i’ll be here.”
you can’t tell if it’s because of the fact that a heart is all you can see with the way you’re flush against law, or if it’s because of the calming beat of his real heart, but it’s your favorite reminder. your favorite reminder that your captain cares deeply about you, even if he doesn’t say those words as often as you do.
#trafalgar law x reader#law x reader#law fluff#one piece fluff#nonnie i hope u are okay angel ):#let me know if u need anything else!#i have a very high tolerance for that kind of stuff but i tried my best to make reader scared i hope this is okay!!
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Luka laughed alongside Marinette as they watched a movie together on his couch. Given that they were such close friends, she was snuggled against his side and his arm was around her waist. He wouldn't be ashamed to say that he watched her more than the movie, finding it absolutely adorable how she'd bite her lower lip to try and stay quiet whenever the movie would remind her of something; as much as he wanted to let her talk, he knew she preferred to let the movie play out first.
"Alright," he said once the credits started rolling, "what were you thinking about?"
She didn't look ashamed to be caught, smiling up at him and replying, "Oh, just—the cervitaur reminded me of this other cervitaur I know. Did you know that their upper bodies have slight differences compared to human ones? I mean, sure, they can wear human shirts in a pinch - and even then it's either button-ups or shirts with big collars if the antlers get in the way - but to have something comfortable that fits well, they—"
She continued to ramble about body types and fashion, only some of which he understood but all of which he enjoyed. It was almost magical how easily she pulled him into discussions like she did and he knew it had nothing to do with the fact that her father was a fairy. After he'd gotten his own house, the moments they had together only increased.
Just as Marinette began to explain the discrimination against cervitaurs when it came to having to wear human clothes at times, she suddenly swallowed. Reaching for her drink to wet her throat, she stopped when she saw that her cup was empty and asked, "...Was I talking for that long?"
He smiled, letting go of her waist to push himself up. "I'll refill it."
"Ah, no!" She stood up and grabbed her cup before he could. "I'll get it! I need to stretch my legs or something."
He nodded at the silly excuse, but planned on going with her anyway to refill his own drink. He grabbed his cup to sip the last of it, then followed after her to the kitchen.
Two steps in and without warning, his legs gave out.
He must've gasped, because Marinette turned around and caught him. Despite the height difference, he thankfully didn't knock her over, though they both dropped their cups to grab at each other.
"L-Luka!" Marinette cried out. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." Despite saying that, his eyes drifted to his feet, willing them to put him back to a stand. They were moving, but not with the necessary strength to get him up. "It... happens sometimes."
"Happens—" She paused, eyes wide and blinking in disbelief. She shifted, her arms going around to support him as she took him the small distance back to the couch. Sitting next to him again, she asked, "What do you mean happens sometimes? Since when?"
"A little over a month ago," he recalled, seeing from her expression that he wasn't going to easily get out of talking about it. "You don't have to worry about me. I've just been getting a little clumsy."
Marinette pouted and he knew instantly that he'd said something wrong. "Luka Couffaine, I know clumsiness. That's my life." She gestured at his feet. "That wasn't normal. You didn't just trip, your legs stopped working for a second."
He felt warmed by the fact that she'd been observing him close enough to notice that, but insisted nonetheless, "It doesn't happen that often."
"So?!" She leaned towards him and huffed, putting a hand on his thigh. "What if there's something wrong with your legs? What if it happens while you're on your bike?"
He stopped to consider it, not wanting her to feel like he was brushing her off. Perhaps it was being his mother's son, but he did take everything both calmly and carelessly at the same time when it came to himself. He could probably be lit on fire and still insist to others that he'd be fine. Marinette, meanwhile, would worry about him not matter what and he'd learned since they were little that she had valid concerns regardless of how often she was accused of overreacting.
And she, admittedly, was making a very good point at the moment.
"I think you should see a doctor," Marinette advised, gently but with an anxiousness in her voice. It was the closest to begging either of them used in the relationship, never wanting to force each other.
He still thought it was a little unfair that she was kneading his thigh with the hand she'd been using to grasp it, but she didn't seem to realize that she was doing it either.
If he were honest, he never had a chance of rejecting the request anyway; not when it came to her.
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After a ride on Marinette's Vespa and a quick lie about how he and Marinette were dating to allow her around during his doctor's visit - something they'd been doing instinctively since they'd become teenagers - Luka explained the recent problems with his legs. The doctor listened intently, writing contemplatively on their clipboard and asking a few questions in response. Some were understandable, such as the kind of exercise Luka put himself through or if there had been any changes in his lifestyle as of late, but others were more bizarre, like his dietary preferences and what positions he liked to sleep in.
Marinette eagerly confirmed or corrected him on a few answers. They couldn't help occasionally knowing each other better than they knew themselves, and some habits were wholly unconscious and hard to recall on his own.
There were a few more tests following that, eventually leading to the doctor leaving and coming back with the results of the visits. Luka had sat himself on the bed, listening intently while Marinette sat next to him with her hand on his arm. If he glanced over, he could see her wiggling impatiently, trying not to show her nerves nor ask any unnecessary questions when she wasn't a patient.
It grounded him in a weird way.
"I don't know how to tell you this, Mister Couffaine," the doctor began, looking up from their clipboard seriously, "but you're a naga."
Luka stared, only averting his eyes briefly to exchange a confused look with Marinette. "I'm... sorry, I'm a naga?"
The doctor pointed at him with the back of their pen. "Your father was a naga, wasn't he?"
"Y...yeah." He nodded, somewhat dazed and putting a hand to his chest. "That's what my mom told me, anyway."
"Your information says the same thing," they confirmed, "And I understand that this is confusing to you as well, because as far as you were concerned, you've been a human all your life. That was natural, given your human mother."
He wasn't sure he liked how this song sounded. "What does that have to do with my legs?"
"I'll spare you the messier details, but every person is born as their mother's species to make for a safe delivery, and most of the time, they stay that way." Avoiding eye contact, the doctor proceeded to stare down at their clipboard. "It's not common - interspecies relationships are already rare, after all - but it does happen where the baby eventually takes on the species of their father. It's something that remains dormant for a portion of the life but inevitably comes out. Symptoms vary depending on the two species, but the consistency is in a few months worth of whatever symptoms there might be, followed by an intense fever that warns of the overnight transformation."
Marinette clutched his arm tighter, though Luka wasn't sure if she'd done it unconsciously or if he'd been about to fall back in shock.
"Your current symptom as well as all of your tests line up with what we know about a human-to-naga," the doctor continued, a regretful tone in their voice at telling him such a thing. "The feeling - or rather, the infrequent loss of control - in your legs is due to those parts of your being foreign to a naga. Put simply, it's rejecting them, and I'm afraid it will only get worse from here on out."
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Luka was overall quiet during the walk out of the hospital. Marinette was there beside him, his hand in hers as she led him back to her Vespa. He was grateful for her silence support even if it didn't give him any clues as to what he was going to do with the metaphorical bomb dropped onto him.
"...I'll have to quit my job," he finally said when she'd sat him down on the back of her Vespa. It was an unavoidable truth he'd have to face eventually, and better now than being fired later due to whatever accident he'd cause then.
Marinette frowned. "I'm sure you can get paid for a while at least. Your..." She waved her arms vaguely at his legs. "—condition should allow for it, right? At least until you transform and get used to it."
He nodded, though his gaze was directed at his hands in his lap instead of her, still processing that the legs he was looking at wouldn't be there forever. He thought of her, unable to help realizing that he wouldn't be "the same" as her after he changed.
Him being a different species wouldn't make her judge him in any way, he was sure, but he wouldn't begrudge her for finding it physically strange to adjust to.
Marinette sighed regretfully. "I'm sorry. I-I mean, I know it's not my fault, and it was important to get you checked out, but I didn't think..." She paused, not saying whatever it was that she was about to, opting instead for, "I wish I could do something for you?"
"You already do enough," Luka replied, meeting her eyes with his own. "You're my best friend, Marinette."
"And you're mine," she said just as confidently. Then, a determined look appearing on her face, she sat down next to him and picked up one of his hands. "Luka...?"
He tilted his head at her. "What?"
"What if—well..." Her resolve wavered, but she took a breath and it came back to her. "What if I just... stayed? You know, in your house, with you?"
His heart, already a wreck from what had happened, could barely process the implications of her words. "You... because of—"
"Yes? No." She blushed, squeezing his hand and shifting her fingers along his skin while she gathered her thoughts. "I-I basically already live there anyway. Now it'd just be official, and I could help out."
"Y-you don't have to do that," he said. It wasn't that he didn't want her to live with him - gosh, he wanted that so much - but he wasn't sure if he could mentally handle the idea of her staying in his time of need and likely leaving afterwards.
"I want to," Marinette retorted. "I already love hanging out with you, so—"
"Marinette," Luka interrupted, voice a little firmer. He placed his other hand on hers, continuing, "I can't let you stay. I don't want to burden you with this. I'll handle it myself."
She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She merely gaped at him, and he watched as hurt replaced all of the complex emotions that she'd been showing before. His stomach twisted up in regret, hating seeing her like that and hating even more that he was the cause of it.
"...Oh. I-I get it," she finally managed, turning her head away in an attempt to hide her watering eyes. "I'm sorry. I thought—I really thought we were closer than that."
"What?" He gasped, reaching up to turn her face back to him. "We are close. At least, I hope so. I always felt close to you."
"Then why?" she asked accusingly, throwing an arm out. "Why do you think it's some sort of big deal for me? Do you think I'm so shallow that I wouldn't be happy to help you in your time of need?"
He answered without hesitation, "Of course not."
She pressed on. "Were all the times you helped me just a big bother that you had to force yourself through?"
"No!" He shook his head, horrified at the idea that she could even think anything close to that. "Never. It's... you're not a naga, and—"
"So what?" She stood up to distance herself from him, turning away and crossing her arms. She sounded upset more than outright angry. "Does that mean I can't do anything for you? That we're not best friends anymore?"
"You'll always be my best friend!" he burst out.
"But you're pushing me away!" Her shoulders tensed, voice cracking anxiously. "A-and then you'll just ask a naga to come help you instead, and they can be your housemate and get close to you and do all the things with you that I can't because I'll still be human, s-so..."
She trailed off and Luka went to respond, but something struck him about her words as well as the fear that went along with them. She was worried about their relationship changing due to the things they wouldn't be able to help after his transformation.
And he'd been thinking the same thing.
He breathed, standing up behind her and resting his hands on her shoulders. "I'm sorry. I'm not trying to make you think that I don't want you or that things have to be different. I'm so happy to have you here, Marinette, telling me how stupid I'm being right now."
She turned her head slightly, then more until she could actually look at him over her shoulder.
He continued seriously, "I'd love to have you live with me, more than anyone else I could ever ask for."
He gently tugged on her shoulder as a test of her willingness to face him, then turned her around when she gave in easily to it. He pulled her in, embracing her tightly and sighing in bliss when she returned it.
"Luka," she muffled into his shoulder.
"Marinette."
They'd said nothing and everything, only speaking the other's name yet delivering the full force of their respective messages: she'd stay, he'd let her help, and they'd enjoy every moment of it.
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charlie bradbury (slight) smut imagine
"Oh fuck" Charlie swore, when she saw you and your brothers standing in the crowd full of cosplayers. With a big grin on your face you skanned her body, stuck in a red doublet vest and tight brown pants. A fake sword still in her hands, she akwardly stood there while the people around her started to whisper confused.
Moondoor was a game for live action role players, full of elves and shadow orks. It reminded you of 'The Lord of Rings' & you knew Charlie had a weekness for this kind of movies. When you first met her one year ago, you already liked her, but now - seeing her again - you realised how much you actually missed her adorable laugh and her little gay panics when you just looked at her.
After she told you and your brothers, she didn't want demons, ghosts & leviathans in her life, you also understood that she didn't want you in her life. You, Sam and Dean where like magnets to everything supernatural and you knew that a woman like Charlie, deserved to life without that burden.
Dean and Cas where captured in the purgatory for one year, Sam fell in love with a weird women named Amelia and you - well you started to hunt together with Garth, searched for the prophet Kevin and eventually had a few one night stands with women. As soon as Dean came back and blamed Sam for leaving Kevin, you pulled out the "I know where he is and he's okay" card and all of a sudden you where the 'smart sister' and not the little girl anymore, that needed to be protected from everything.
You loved your brothers, but you where more than capable of surving & fighting alone. The Winchesters grew up with that and even though you sometimes dreamed of a normal live, you liked who you turned out to be & what you did to help people. And now it was time to help people again and eventually you needed Charlie's help for that...again.
With your hands, burried in your black suit pants, you followed your brothers and Charlie to her big queen tent. Honestly, you liked this whole cosplay thingy. But mostly you liked Charlie in her queen outfit. With a golden grown on her head she looked absolutely ravishing and you almost missed out Dean explaining to her, why you where here.
"One man lost both his hands and feet and the other suddenly spat blood until he died. Both had this tattoo on their arm. Have you ever seen it before?" Dean asked, showing Charlie the photo of the black tree, that was the only connection - besides Moondoor - that was obvious between the two victims.
Charlie sighted, shaking her head. "No" she said, slightly glanzing up at you. You haven't said anything since you and your brother catched her during her roleplay, and you felt the sudden need to comfort her. Her life before you was already complicated enough and suddenly she had to deal with leviathans and murder cases. It surely wasn't easy.
Softly you smiled at her, unknowingly making her heart beat faster. "Maybe we could ask around?" you proposed your idea to your brothers and her and Sam nooded in agreement. "Yes, you do that and I'll do research. Charlie, where do you have your laptop?" your younger brother asked the red haired women.
Charlie flashed him a 'I'm sorry' smile. "We don't have laptops here" she said. Sam looked at her in disbelief while she threw up her hands in defense. "But we have a tent with a few gaming computers, maybe you could use one of these" she asked and made a big step in your direction, hiding from Sam who scoffed and went of to do his research on the 'gaming computers'.
"Have fun, Sammy" you shouted after him with a laugh before looking at Charlie again. You still had that smile that made her blush red like a tomato, so she hid it and pointed at your and Dean's FBI suits. "You- you need to change"
Not ten minutes later, you walked side by side with Dean dressed in a long old brown shirt, tight pants like Charlie's and a chainmail like your brother. You liked the outift, even though it was kinda itchy around your neck but you kept your face straight just for Charlie, as you three walked up to person after person, asking if they've seen the tree tattoo before.
"Thank you very much" you politly smiled at a young elven girl as she walked past you, after she told you that she - like anyone else, never had seen the tattoo before. You showed no reaction as she winked at you, but you didn't miss Charlies annoyed glare. "Everything okay, Sweetheart?" you asked her softly, not seeing the obvious like Dean instantly did.
"Gays" he whispered to himself, rollings his eyes and walking up to the prisoner ork, who was his last hope of finding out, what was behind the weird tattoos and the much weirder deaths.
"Yeah sure" Charlie answered you, wanting to follow Dean but you stopped her, stepping into her way and looking down at her. "Really? You seem stressed" You instantly regreted saying that. Of course she was stressed. People, maybe even her friends where dying and you - you who should know everything about the weird things that happend here - ran around, knowing nothing about what you delt with and practicly forced her into helping.
"Sorry that was-" you found no right words so you just made a wild hand gesture, trying to apologise. Charlie shook her head and smiled.
"This is not your fault Y/N." she said and a big stone fell from your heart. "I'm just- scared?" she added, making it sound like a question you both had no answer to.
"I understand" you said, looking her up and down before smiling. "If it does make you feel better. I really like this whole cosplay thing" you said, biting your lips with a cheeky smile, trying to cheer her up and enjoying the blush on Charlie's cheeks as she grinned.
"It really does" she said and pointed out your new outfit. "I really enjoy your FBI look but the middle-earth outfit is a whole different vibe. I like it"
Winking at her, you where interupted by your very annoying brother Dean who shouted your name. "Hey, the orc knows something" you heard him and rolled your eyes, still looking at Charlie who hid her gorgeous smile behind her hand.
"Of course he does" you muttered, turning around - not without promising yourself to continue what ver the thing between you and Charlie was later.
"Are you serious Dean?" you almost screamed in your brothers ears. Shocked, Dean opened his mouth and instantly put his hands on both sides of his head. "I'M SORRY" he overtuned you while you shoved past him and Sam, straight into the darkness of the woods.
Charlie was missing, while a probably brain dead killer spooked through this woods. And this time, her fake swords or her roval status would'nt get her out of this. "Y/N listen. We'll find her" Sam followed after you, almost needing to jog because of your fast pace.
"I hope so or I swear on Liv Tylers ass, I'll kill you Dean" you shouted over your shoulder, to your older brother.
"Hey! It's not my fault that someone takes roleplaying so
serious!"
Bolt wasn't far away from Bolg right? Well, you had'nt seen this one coming but well, - what could you say - it was your job to be prepared for everything.
Seeing Charlie kiss a fairy girl from another world was one thing, but seeing her, destroying the book that bond the fairy to her master Bolt was a whol other.
You didn't know what to do with your confused feelings when you soon later entered Charlies tent again, wanting to change back into your suit.
"Hey Y/N?" you heard Charlie's voice as you pulled your brown undershirt over your head, folding it and placing it beside your chainmail on her red bed. You turned in her direction, not bothering to hide your full breasts that where only cupped in your black sports bra.
"Yes?" you asked, sounding tired although you intensly watched ever emotion playing behind Charlies eyes. Her pupils went wide as she tried to keep looking straight in your eyes. And as you began to strip down your pants she looked away with a noticable blush on her cheeks. "You wanted to say something?" you asked of her, trying to get her to talk.
She kissed a random woman a few minutes ago, but for once in your life you where self contious enough, to say that you knew that she wanted you too. You saw her eyes shifting to your breasts and how her breath stopped when you walked in her direction.
You where practicaly naked, standing right infront her with a small grin on your plump lips. You enjoyed how her eyes felt on you, as she glanced down, taking in every curve of your body and every scar from the uncountable fights you already had won.
"Charlie?" you made her name sound like a question, but your voice was low, demanding and it took not more than three seconds for her to look into your eyes again. Heart beating fast, breath hitching and with wide eyes she blinked at you.
Slowly you took her hands into yours, guiding them to your hips. You shivered under her soft touch, let go of her hands at let your own wander to her still clothed waist, where you hooked your fingers into her belt and drew her closer.
A small chuckle escaped your lips, as Charlie found her confidence again, slowly letting her cold fingers brush over your flaming hot skin and over your back torwards your bra clasp. "Please" you whispered, when her eyes asked you for permission.
Your grip on her hips tightened as your bra fell to your feet and Charlie let out a soft sigh, her nails scratching over your sensitive skin. You hissed and before you both could realise, your lips where on hers and you guided her to her bed.
This kiss was hot, your tongue enterwining, fighting for dominance. This time you won. As Charlie fell into the red bed sheets you climbed on top of her, pressing your body against hers and letting your lips wander over her jaw down to her neck.
"Y/N" Charlie whispered, soon moaning it a slight bit louder, as you gently bit into her skin. You couldn't help but to smirk against her. Your boobs scratching against the uncomfortable material of her shirt as your hands found her belt and opened without hesitation.
Soon her shirt and her pants found their place on the floor next to your clothes and in the pure moments of bliss your fingers found the spot that made her moan the loudest. In fascination you watched her, eyes screwed shut, your name falling from her lips like a unholy sin. Oh it definetly was unholy but who actually cared?
Your lips found hers again, hungry like an animal u took all of her and gave her all of you. You didn't care for anything around you, all you could feel was her hot body pressing against yours, the sweetness of her lips on yours and the tempting want to taste everthing she had and was willing to give you this night.
Your fingers pushed her closer to the edge, your lips crashing against the soft skin of her breasts when your other hand held her steady by her waist. When you noticed how close she were you moved downwards, your tongue soon replacing your fingers. You didn't think it was possible but her hand roughly gripped your hair, guiding her faster against her, Charlie moaned even louder than before.
If you had known that this day would end like this, oh you whould have ran away from your brothers to change your clothes a whole lot sooner. You had no idea what got through you when you descided to undress right before her. Maybe it was your Winchester boldness or just the want of not waiting any longer. You always knew what you wanted.
Her orgasmn crashed over both of you like a wave and you where sure you'd never had felt prouder. "Are you okay?" you whispered, breath heavy as you leaned over her, taking in the delicious picture of her messy hair, her parted lips and closed eyes.
"Never felt better" was the answer and you smiled gently. Charlie opened her tired eyes just to see you winking at her. Slowly you let yourself fall in the sheets beside her, pulling the blanket over both of you.
Her head found its place on your shoulder, her legs tangled with yours. Smiling you closed your eyes, your fingers drawing small circles on her back till you both fell asleep.
This night you promised yourself to keep her safe, whatcever it would take.
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The right universe.
Summary: After Y/N's life turns upside down, she's full of grief. Somehow, one day, she manages to travel to the MCU, where she meets her favorite characters, including a certain god who seems willing to establish a friendship with her. Suddenly she's enwrapped in this new world, where everything she loved in a screen is now reality. How will she react? Will she be able to deal with the ghosts that haunt her? Or will she let them consume her? Will she be open to accept the love she is offered? Read to find out!
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Category: F/M.
Relationships: Loki/reader.
Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Vision (Marvel), Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers, Peter Parker, other minor appearances of other characters but these are the main ones, Pepper Potts, Loki (Marvel).
Additional tags: Loki/reader - Freeform, Avenger Loki (Marvel), Loki & Tony Stark Friendship, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Fluffyfest, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Pining a lot because we love to suffer, Domestic Avengers, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark is a parental figure, Natasha Romanov Is a Good Bro, Everyone is a good bro, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, y/n, After Infinity War but no one died and the purple bitch was defeated, Missions, Y/N is a universe traveller, Grief, Therapy, Protective Loki (Marvel), Loki in love.
MASTERLIST OF THE STORY
Chapter 14: Making Steve Rogers cry.
“Okay baby, we are going to the doctor. Don't make a mess please.” Y/N told Frosty, while she was putting him in his little cage. She hated putting him there, but with the busy streets of New York, it was the easiest thing to do. “Guys, I'm leaving for the vet!” She told a few members of the team who were in the living area.
“Alright Y/N! Bye Frosty!” Sam cooed, sticking a finger into a small square in the cage, trying to pet the cat.
“Bye!”
Getting off the bus and walking to the vet was much easier than she thought, she was scared someone would complain about the animal on the public transport but no one did. Entering the doors, someone who was leaving bumped into her.
“Oh my! I'm so sorry!” The woman said.
“No, it's okay!” Y/N told her, finally looking at her. She was gorgeous, her face reminded her of Rapunzel from Tangled.
“Hey I've seen you around. Your cat is adorable!”
“Oh thank you, did you hear that Frosty?” She said to the cat who just stared at her. “He's not very talkative.” She told her.
“Oh, don't worry, sometimes they need to warm up before relaxing around someone.” The blonde woman said. “Sarah,” she introduced herself.
“Y/N,” she shook her hand.
“Y/F/N!” The man at the desk called.
“Oh, I have to go. It was nice meeting you!” Y/N said, beginning to leave for the office where the doctor was expecting her.
“See you around!”
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“Wanda, pass me the tissues,” Y/N told the redhead who seemed to be hoarding them in her lap.
“No, grab your own, I need them.”
Y/N, the twins, Nat and Peter were watching a movie, Moana. And they were crying their eyes out, except for the spy, who seemed touched, but not so much as to cry.
Cap entered the living area next to the dining room and saw a weird scene. Wanda with scrambled tissues on her lap, Nat rubbing Y/N's back and Y/N, in return, hugging Peter and Pietro in a protective manner with one on each arm and Frosty on the floor, playing with a little toy, unbothered.
“Is everything alright?”
“Shh!” They all said pointing to the movie and Steve lifted his hands in surrender.
“Sheesh! Sorry.” But they weren't listening, paying full attention to the film playing on the TV screen, again. He sighed and decided to join them, to see what all the fuss was about.
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Once the movie ended, Wanda passed Steve the tissues. He understood now why they were all so entranced with the movie. It was absolutely beautiful. And emotional.
“God I love this movie!” the Scarlet Witch said.
“It's so good!” Y/N said this time. “The fact that Te Fiti became Te kā due to the trauma of her heart being stolen and Moana returning that to her, but to get closer, treating her with love and care, even before she became a beautiful green island is insanely beautiful and I love it.” Everyone nodded in agreement.
“I must say, I haven't watched many animated movies because I assumed they were for children, but this was great.” Steve said, surprised about how much he enjoyed the movie and blowing his nose due to crying.
Tony and Clint entered, talking, and paused at the state of the group in front of them.
“What the hell is happening here?” Clint asked.
“We were watching Moana.” Nat said and Clint “Oh'd” in understanding.
“Were you all crying about a children's movie?” Tony asked, his tone mocking. The redhead looked at Y/N and smirked, while she looked back at her with a questioning look. “What?” The billionaire asked, a bit scared.
“F.R.I.D.A.Y,” Natasha said, “could you show us the footage of Tony watching Bambi for the first time?”
“N-no-”
“Of course Miss Romanoff.” The AI cut him off and a video started playing on the screen. It was Tony in the first plane, probably being recorded by his computer's camera, crying and blowing his nose while saying “No, Bambi!”
“I thought you were joking!” Y/N told Nat, laughing.
“I told you if he refused to let you get a pet I would threaten him with this.” She said, smirking.
“Hey!” Tony said. “You would threaten me Romanoff?” He asked, feigning hurt.
“For Y/N? Without a doubt.” She said, making Y/N grin.
“See tin-man, she's on my team now. Go cry about it like you did with Bambi.” She told him smugly and he rolled his eyes.
“Whatever.”
After a while of banter, they all got hungry and decided to order pizza. When it arrived, Tony told F.R.I.D.A.Y to let everyone else know. Peter had to go home, since it was a school night, so he took a few slices in a tupperware.
Soon enough, everyone started to pour in from the door, including Loki, who approached Y/N.
“Hey Lokie Dokie,” she whispered so no one could hear and he rolled his eyes.
“Mortal,” he greeted.
They all started eating pizza and chatting with the person next to them until Tony cleared his throat.
“Tonight,” he said in his dramatic fashion, “is team-bonding night. So we are playing a game… of Truth or Dare.” A lot of complaints were heard about it being boring or a children's game, but he maintained his position and said “It's not a children's game if we play it like adults.”
“I am not taking part in this nonsense.” Loki told Y/N and started to get up, but she stopped him.
“Come on Lokes, we'll play for a bit and then we can go to the library.” He lifted his chin up, looking at her. “How does that sound huh?”
“You don't have to speak to me as if I were a child.” He said but she just looked at him, expectantly, and he sighed. “Fine.”
“Yay!” She put her fists up in celebration.
“Alright everyone, who wants to start? I don't mind starting… Okay I'll start.” Tony answered himself. “Romanoff, truth or dare?”
“Dare.” The redhead answered, taking a sip of her beer.
“I… dare you to play this entire game with one ice cube on each armpit the whole time, when it melts you have to grab another one.” Natasha simply nodded and stood up to get the ice cubes, sitting down and putting one where Tony said without even flinching.
“That was easy.”
“It was the first one,” he responded.
“Okay, I'll go!” Sam said, “Bucky, truth or dare?”
“Truth,” Bucky said, a bit nervous but still stoic.
“Is it true that you have a crush on my sister Sarah?”
“It's not a crush.”
“But do you like her?” He inquired and the super soldier just nodded shyly. “I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you.”
“Yes.” He said and drank from his beer.
Steve smirked and patted him on the shoulder.
“You should go for it, Buck.”
“Hey! No one is going for anything. She's my younger sister!”
“Shut up Birdy, Sarah totally likes him too.” Tony said.
“I'll go now,” Y/N began, noticing how uncomfortable her friend was and trying to divert the attention from him. He gave her a grateful look and she shook it off. “Wanda, truth or dare?”
“Truth.” She said with her thick accent.
“Do you have a daddy kink?” Everyone laughed in disbelief and Wanda choked on her drink. “What? Didn't tin-man say to keep it “R-rated”?”
“Y-yes.” She responded, honestly. Y/N smiled triumphantly.
“Okay Wanda, thank you for being truthful.” She said mockingly, while her friend was between being completely embarrassed or laughing uncontrollably.
“Y/N,” Clint said.
“Yes Bird-brain?” He sighed in exasperation.
“Truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to write a country song in less than ten minutes and then sing it for everyone.”
“Where did that come from?” Nat asked, confused and Clint just shrugged.
“We have to do something other than asking each other about kinks, I am a father.” That made Nat and a few more roll their eyes playfully.
“Alright, I accept your dare and I will retrieve to the side over there,” she pointed to the dining table close to where they were all sitting “and write the next hit.” Everyone whistled and she just laughed, shaking her head.
“Okay, while Y/N writes her hit, Loki?” Pietro said. “Truth or dare?”
Loki turned his head to look at him, surprised that they included him in the game.
“Truth.” He said, his voice smooth.
“Come on, the God of Lies chooses truth?” Romanoff said, and he looked at her expecting a look of disgust, but what he found was playfulness. She was making a joke. He shrugged.
“What can I say? I like to keep everyone on their tiptoes.”
“Alright, ask the question Flash.” Stark said.
“Who do you tolerate the most in the compound?” Loki raised his eyebrows and leaned back on the couch.
“Y/N,” he said simply.
“Hey!” Thor complained.
“Ha, Thunderboy! He likes me better than you!” Y/N said, approaching the group with a piece of paper and a pencil. “By the way, I finished.”
“In five minutes?” Clint asked, unbelieving.
“What can I say? I'm a prodigy.” She shrugged, smugly.
“Okay, let's hear it prodigy.”
Y/N walked over to the guitar next to the piano in the corner of the room and grabbed it. She sat down on the floor, in front of the team and took a deep breath before starting to play a melody and begin singing.
“War ends, war starts
The men on the battlefield wish upon a shooting star
Their wishes are untold, forbidden on the wall
Where beyond lies their enemy
Cause a soldier with no home
Is a soldier with a job
And you know he cannot find it
When all you know is war
And it ends on some accords
You have to pretend that you're happy
Click the glasses of champagne
And some whiskey on the rocks
Missing the friends who died on the battlefield
But they signed an agreement
If their life ends, they will not be holding any grudges
It's water under the bridge
A soldier who knows war
Is a soldier who cannot
Live in a house without calamity
So when the war is done
They will not come home
They'll be looking for new enemies
Cause a soldier with no home
Is a soldier with a job
And he doesn't wanna find it.”
She looked up from the guitar and saw everyone staring at her, wide eyed. Especially Cap, Sam and Bucky.
“What?”
“That was insane!” Sam finally spoke. “We didn't know you were a superstar!”
“The definition of the word superstar is an extremely famous and successful performer, which I am not.” Y/N said.
“That was really great,” Clint said at the same time that Bruce said “amazing” and everyone nodded in agreement. Except Loki, who was just staring at her with something in his eyes she couldn't read.
“Thank you guys,” she said shyly and went to put the guitar back in its place before sitting down next to Loki again. “Are you okay?” She whispered to him and he nodded.
Everyone played for a while longer, until they got tired and one by one started to leave. Y/N said she was “calling it a night” and motioned for Loki to go with her. He got up and walked next to her to the elevator. Once the doors closed, he turned to her.
“You did not tell me you had an amazing voice.”
“Well, what would you have thought if I had come up to you and said Hi Loki, my name is Y/N and I have an amazing voice,” she stretched out her hand, acting the scene, and he lowered it with his own, laughing.
“So you agree?”
“With what?”
“With what I said about you having an amazing voice.” She felt her neck and face grow hot.
“U-um I… Don't hate my voice but to say it's amazing-”
“It's the truth.” He cut her off and she smiled shyly at him.
“Okay, if you say so, then I have an amazing voice.” She said, standing up straight and he let out a chuckle. God, she loved making him laugh.“Where are we going by the way?”
“I do not know, I thought we were heading to the library?” Her face lit up.
“I have a better idea.”
--------------------------
“Again may I ask you where we are going?” Loki said, getting another branch out of the way of his face.
“You may ask, but I will not answer you.” He sighed, exasperated. “Patience is a virtue Lokes.”
“I do not need patience, I need to know why my legs are knee deep into mud.” Y/N shook her head.
“Just a bit more. And you're so dramatic, it doesn't even reach your ankles.”
They walked a bit more into the woods and she sighed in contentment when she heard the water running.
“Ta-da!” She told him stretching her arms and hands. Behind Y/N there was a clearing, a beautiful clearing illuminated by the moonlight. There was a river splitting the spot in two and a big tree next to it. “It's beautiful isn't it?”
“For a midgardian thing it is.” She rolled her eyes and huffed.
“I come here a lot, I discovered it a few days after moving into the compound. I usually come by day, because the sun shines through those spots,” she said pointing up to where different tree branches encountered each other, “like the moon is doing right now.”
“It is quite beautiful.” He admitted.
“Yes…” She said, but she wasn't looking at the moon. “Let's sit, I brought a blanket.”
She had packed a few things before leaving for the woods next to the structure. He did not understand why she needed things like blankets or flashlights, but now he did.
They both sat down, with their backs against the big tree and breathed in the smell of the forest. They stayed in a comfortable silence for a while.
“Can I ask you something?” She said and Loki nodded for her to continue. “You are my friend right?”
“I am.” He said, eyeing her, not understanding where she was going with this.
“Are you my friend because I'm here and there's no one else or because you want to?”
“Where is this coming from?” He asked, frowning.
“Well, Pietro asked you who you tolerated the most in the compound and… It got me wondering...”
“Y/N, I do not tolerate you.”
“Well, thank you.”
“No,” he said, “what I meant is that I do not simply tolerate you, you are my friend and I enjoy your friendship.”
“Oh, okay.” She answered, timidly, and then added, “I enjoy your friendship too.”
They stayed quiet for a bit, again falling into a comfortable silence, the somewhat tense air from before dissipating rapidly.
“May I ask you a question too?” He inquired.
“Of course.”
“Why did you like me when you were watching those movies? From what you told me, they showed my lowest moments.” He said in a low voice, Y/N pursed her lips, thinking.
“It's not that I liked you, not just that at least. Sometimes I felt like you were a reflection, if not of myself, then of someone I saw myself in and wanted to help, to protect.”
“You wanted to protect me?”
“It's embarrassing saying this to you now but, most of the time, whenever I saw you I just thought, Man, he just needs a hug, and someone who listens to him, and perhaps a nice cup of tea.” He let out a laugh.
“A nice cup of tea?”
“Yeah,” she let out a breathy chuckle, “to chill a little bit.” She said, making both of them laugh. “But seriously,” she stopped laughing and breathed, “I saw you and I saw someone who cared so so much, but had such a heavy weight on his shoulders and on his heart, that he couldn't even begin to show how much he actually cared.”
“Do you think that some things that happened to me were not deserved?” He asked, unguarded, with his heart in his mouth.
“Of course you didn't deserve that Loki, no one does, and I'm sorry you had to endure that.”
“It is not your fault, but thank you.”
“You know, sometimes people wrong us and they don't even notice, which I have not decided yet if its better or worse.”
“Better,” he said. “They are not doing it on purpose, at least.”
“Or worse,” she added. “They don't even care enough to notice that they are hurting you.”
“That is also true.” He sighed. “I am sorry, this conversation must have saddened you.”
“No, not at all. It's nice to have someone who understands.”
“It is,” he agreed.
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ahh i havent sent anything in a while but i just wanted to let you know that im very much present on your blog and reading every single ask you answer !! i also read the last star lost update and in all honesty among all the aus and books ive read in my life (and ive read a lot) this is my absolute favourite!!
i’ll try to comment on the chapter a bit more detailed once my semester is over and im on a break but !! as always the way you write hyunjin and yn is amazing 🥺 actually while im at it lemme comment on the chapter as a whole lmao
despite the whole situation and general (hyunjin and hana, hyunjin and yn, felix and yn etc etc) i just wanted to say that the whole friendship dynamic is really cute and fun to read 🥺 i love it a lot (despite the whole hana situation) also hyunjin and yn are just sooo cute together and i love their convos a lot but i feel so bad for felix 😭 (also him interrupting every time theres a ‘moment’ 👀 pretty sure hes doing that for his own sake hehe) guess we’ll have to see how that plays out… but also excited for more yn and felix interaction especially on his bday party but also the whole chocolate making thing…
also yeonjun 😳 you mentioned he’d appear in the au but i didnt expect it so soon (and the convo him hyune and yn had was very insightful to say the least; poor yeonjun, hes such a nice guy 🥺) omg im really excited for when yn and hana actually get to have a real talk about the whole situation especially after her and hyunjin called things off for now (which im not too excited about even though i wanted it to happen, but i cant help but feel like this is just the calm before the storm (and its not like hyune and yn will just suddenly be able to date each other 😭))
hmm what else… if i could i would comment on every single dialogue but i have to get back to studying 😭 but also yn sleeping on hyune in the train reminded me of only fools 😭 and all the tiny things like the streusel bread shjdjdjd youre such a great writer 🥺 and just the whole scene at the end was just adorable i love star lost so much 🥺 but as previously mentioned, i cant help but think of this as the calm before the storm but that depends on your plans for the future chapters 😵💫
on another note! im so excited for the book you have coming out soon because you’re genuinely my favourite writer ever 😭 ive never felt so enthralled by anyones writing like this before so im looking forward to it a lot 🥺 please take care of yourself (i remember seeing you say that you were sick a few days ago) and don’t remember to take breaks eat well and stay hydrated!! hope you have a great weekend and following week as well 🫶
ah also! im curious about you as a person as well so i wanted to know if you have any hobbies? i think your work has something to do with digital arts (sorry if i got that wrong) but hows that like? (if its not too personal) and are there any tv shows movies youve watched recently? (sorry i have this habit of wanting to know a lot about people haha..you can just ignore questions if they make you uncomfy) also last but not least, i love the star lost playlist you made 🥺 i always listen to it while reading the chapters 🫶
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hi cutie ! im sorry for the delay in getting around to this ask about part 7. first of all, whaaat ?? of all the books youve read ? you will make me cry 😭 i hope your semester is going well <33
im glad you love their friendship dynamic, i love writing all the little relationships and connections to each other. it was my favorite thing to do in only fools. hyunjin and yns convos are so so so cute indeed 😭 they make me smile crazily.
you’re absolutely right about it being the calm before the storm haha ! things will not be that easy for hyun and yn even after they ended with hana. i guess you would have seen that in part 8 itself.
this whole message is so sweet and so full of love. thank you so much, don’t worry im not sick anymore and im taking care of myself, you’re so kind.
the fact that you’re curious about me makes me giggle haha😭 i am really really into pop culture, half of my personality is that haha. i do work with digital arts and designing packaging and brands 🫶🏻 it’s not too personal, don’t worry ! it’s really good actually, i love the arts and anything to do with the creative process so ive pretty much always wanted to do this! and for recent movies and shows, umm i have to think about that cause i watch a lot of random stuff when i get the time haha. but i can tell you my favorite movies ! it would probably be: arrival, interstellar, scott pilgrim vs the world, black swan…warm bodies, everyday, the day after tomorrow, and i can’t think of more but there are tons lmao 🎬 im so glad you like my playlist, im surprised people heard it 😭😭🥺🥺
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Book #137 - The Red Scrolls Of Magic by Cassandra Clare And Wesley Chu
(oh I just love piecing together sudden relationship growth plus a nonsensical break-up years after the fact. I love backfill like this. (no wait, that's mean. I don't mean to be mean. but hell, I'm still mad.) also, hey, while I spend this post mostly bitching, please believe that I do it with love. loving irritation, but love nonetheless.)
I don't think it was a good idea of this book to remind me of just how much I hate City Of Lost Souls. Like, it really, really wasn't.
Funny thing I've realized is, reading the Shadowhunter novels from, like, City Of Heavenly Fire onwards, is really funny, because I will read and read and be mostly annoyed and then I will get to the end of the book and I'll be like "... goddammit, Cassandra!" because I will leave the book more or less still satisfied. What is your magic, lady??
These books are my genre of popcorn. I will not elaborate.
To tell the truth, most of this book has already left my brain again?
But I know that the ending intrigued me. I want to know how the fuck Ragnor is still alive, and how he goes from living in a cage in this book to living in a cave in Queen Of Air And Darkness. But I am reading by release date, and so the answers to my questions are still some torturous miles away.
Also, Alec and Magnus are, yes, very sweet. Apart from those moments when Alec suddenly gets switched into douchebag mode by the narration, for like, a paragraph or two, and it causes weird friction between them. Or when Magnus decides to people-please (which at least makes more sense characterwise) instead of be honest and vulnerable, and it causes weird friction between them...
See, to me, Malec is great when they're cute and in tune with each other, and absolutely unbearable when they're out of tune. I hate their fights, especially the little, unspoken ones, and I hate the break-up storyline so much. Not because of shipping reasons, but just because the whole thing is so unnecessary and uncompelling and cringe and stupid. And I hate it.
(But, hey, in a round-about way, this lead to the (later) break-ups from the show, and I adore those, so like. Probably shouldn't complain too much. (They had build-up! They made sense! Apart from the first one, they weren't cringy, discordant bullshit! I once met a person who said they honest-to-god preferred the City Of Bones movie to the show and I still cannot fathom what they were on about, because like... have we watched the same trash fire?? The show was gold! Golden trash, but gold nonetheless.)
Wait, I was talking about a specific book, wasn't I? Ah, whatever.)
#the red scrolls of magic#the eldest curses#cassandra clare#wesley chu#the vibe I'm going for is: help I'm in the grips of a mediocre franchise and I cannot get out#but also don't get me out I wanna keep yelling at it#hope that comes across
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Choosing violence: 1, 12, 17!
Ooooh. *cracks knuckles*
1 the character everyone gets wrong okay so I banged on about Thranduil earlier, but how about Legolas? He's not some dumb hick idiot without a thought in his head! He's older than all the rest of the Fellowship put together (except Gandalf), he thinks and feels very deeply but he's still lighthearted, even though he comes from a place that has had the literal devil on the doorstep, and I absolutely bloody adore him. I think it probably doesn't help that Orlando Bloom (who I love and adore) doesn't have a single thought between his ears a lot of the time (I think we didn't notice until they cast Lee Pace as his dad, and Lee's general superior acting ability and emotional depth suddenly threw lovely Orlando's slight lack thereof into sharp relief XD) but Legolas is NOT A HIMBO THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them oooh this is a tough one because I generally don't pay any attention to who's popular or not, I just like who I like. I dunno. Who's unpopular? I guess the 'traditional' fandom didn't like Tauriel, because she's a woman, and original, but I bloody love her. She's sharp and brave and so curious about the outside world and so steadfast and true, so warm and loving and so ready to love. I absolutely adore her.
17. there should be more of this type of fic/art More Legolas/Imrahil! But also more LotR in general. It just feels like everyone gets into LotR via the movies, reads the Silm and instantly gets massively into that and ignores LotR/the Hobbit from then on. I do have a feeling that LotR and the Hobbit are looked down upon because people can get into them via the movies and not 'make the effort' to read the books, and it really does my head in because they're just as worthy of love, films or books, and just because the Silm is difficult to read doesn't mean that people who *have* read it need to be snobbish about those of us who haven't. I dunno, maybe I'm just perceiving it as that and it's not actually the case, but it does really feel like we're looked down on. I don't really care about the Fëanorians, tbqh, I'd rather be flailing about the Rohirrim and Dol Amroth and the Rangers and the Shire and Rivendell and the Woodland Realm, thank you very much. I'm so looking forward to LotR Ladies Week because the wider legendarium is specifically excluded. Which reminds me, anyone want to prompt me for the LotR Ladies?!
Ohhhhkay. That's enough of that for now. Thank you so much for asking, I feel so much better for that! XD Anyone else want to make me choose violence, the questions are here!
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