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cerise-on-top · 29 days

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Hiiii :3 and could you do Kate laswell and könig with a reader who loved cuddles?

Hey there! Sure I can! But I don't write Laswell as very cuddly! But I made König's a bit longer to try and make up for it, hope that's alright!

Laswell and König with a Cuddly!Reader

Laswell: If you love cuddles then she’s the wrong person to ask for some, sorry. Sometimes she doesn’t mind them, sometimes she absolutely hates being touched. It’s very rare for her to initiate anything more than just a kiss to your cheek or a hand on your back for a short amount of time. Laswell genuinely is not a cuddly person, at all. Sometimes, on a good day, she might oblige if you ask her to. However, even then your cuddle sessions won’t be too long. And if I were you then I wouldn’t force her to cuddle you either, she’ll get snappy if you do. Your relationship is built on mutual trust and respect. You’re violating her boundaries if you force her to cuddle. Sorry, but that’s just how I’ve been writing her.

König: He’s not too fond of cuddles either, but he makes exceptions for his S/O. If you’re his S/O, that’s great! You can ask him for some cuddles and he’ll only very rarely say no to you. It’s usually when he’s busy that he’ll say no, but any other time? He’s free game. Again, you’re the only person he’s somewhat cuddly with. However, unlike Laswell, he sometimes will ask you for some cuddles himself. Sometimes even the big guy needs to hold someone, or even be held. I’ve said it before, but if you’re roughly the same size as him, or even taller than him, then he might hint at wanting to be held from time to time as well. But other than that, he’ll humor you. You can cuddle in any position you want, but he refuses to lie down on top of you. Even when you’re the same size as him, he won’t do it. König is aware he’s a very heavy lad, so he really doesn’t want to crush you. But if you wanna lie on top of him, then you can go right ahead, he really doesn’t mind. In those cases he actually quite likes it when you’re shorter than he is, because in that case you can lie on top of him in your entirety. He’ll wrap his arms around you, sometimes he’ll kiss the top of your head as well. Spooning with him is pretty nice. He’s a strong guy, and a warm one at that as well. Don’t ask him to cuddle you in summer, though, as he gets sweaty fairly easily and doesn’t want to gross you out. Besides, he also doesn’t want to sweat bullets just because you’re clinging to him. But you’re more than welcome to just plop down in his lap during any other season and nuzzle into him. He’ll call you “meine kleine Schmusekatze” or, if you’re being especially clingy, “mein kleines Schmusebärchen”. I think that eventually, when he comes home from an especially rough mission, he actually kind of looks forward to holding you. It’s not that unlikely that you might get hurt because of him, so it’s nice to get to hold you and make sure you’re safe within his arms. Sometimes, while you’re cuddling, he’ll tease you by speaking his dialect. He’s saying no mean things, though. It’s either how cute you are, how you can’t understand him, or just some random things he thought of at the moment. Even if you know German he’ll lay his dialect on extra thick so you can’t actually understand him.

#cod #cod x reader #kate laswell #kate laswell x reader #könig #konig #könig x reader #konig x reader #it makes me happy to see people requesting König from me #he's just an idiot who deserves the world #I wish we had more holidays here so I could write for him #but the next holiday here that I could properly write about for him is Christmas #so I've decided the next random thing I'm gonna write for him is celebrating his birthday with him #I'm gonna post that on my birthday because we're gonna be twinsies in that regard and I don't care what others think #I've said it before and I will say it again: König is my little Barbie doll that I can do with whatever I want #I should really project even more onto this guy. this is actually giving me some ideas #I don't care how unrealistic they are he's Austrian and therefore he's me from here on out #I really need to write more for him #also Schmusekatze means snuggle cat. Schmusebärchen is the cuter version of Schmusebär #which translates to snuggle bear #and then people say German can't be a cute language

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henrioo · 4 months

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°•*⁀➷ MINE TO CLAIM: ZORO

꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : In a full moon night your werewolf boyfriend can be a little wild and uncontrollable, good that you don't mind helping him with all his needs.

꒰ WARNINGS ꒱ : AMAB! READER, MALE! READER, NSFW, MLM, HOMO SEX, rough sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, werewolf stuff (full moon, heat, knot, biting/mark, mate), impregnation talk (Zoro wants to make the reader a dad), breeding kink, the reader CAN'T get pregnant but Zoro doesn't care

꒰ WC ꒱ : 1,1k

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : So again, minors and fem DNI, you be blocked and blah blah, I'm not in a good mental state to post a long notes, so sorry. The thing I can say is I will try to finish the ask because I am already taking too long, and I will try to finish translating my other stuff to post, I hope this helps me get better, thanks for all the support and enjoy!

You held tighter to the pile of pillows, there was padding everywhere thanks to Zoro's claws that had ripped some pillows and cushions from the nest he built. You thought that nests were things for omegas in fanfictions, but it seemed that in reality all wolves had one. Since Zoro no longer slept in the forest now that you were dating, and you forbade him to sleep in the middle of the woods when you had a house in perfect condition, it wasn't strange to realize that he really missed something more traditional from his werewolf origins.

You helped him build the nest with lots of love, using a small spare room in your house, the two of you were able to build a nest and a small den for when Zoro felt like snuggling, following his instincts in a more natural place for his breed. It was basically a mess of sheets, your and Zoro's clothes, as well as several pillows and cushions to make you comfortable. You also covered the window with black plastic so that it would always be darker and more cozy for both of you.

Usually, you and Zoro just laid there cuddling, especially when he was in his full form. Sometimes you ate and watched movies on your cell phone, nothing too strange or exotic. That was until Zoro finally asked you to marry him and asked if he could mark you as his mate, saying he couldn't bear to go out with you on the street anymore, knowing that you didn't have his mark or scent. After some explanations about this ritual, you accepted both requests with great emotion, deciding to become Zoro's become his fiancé and also his companion.

Since the branding ritual, a deep bite on your neck that bled and left you in pain for weeks, unable to even turn your neck, every full moon, his nest, which was once just a spare room for snuggles, has become something much more… Intimate.

“Zoro!” You screamed his name for the thousandth time that night, your ass was high in the air and if it weren't for Zoro's big hands with huge claws holding you by your thighs, your wobbly legs would have already given up on you.

Your entire body was burning, and you had already cum so many times that your dick was so sensitive and Zoro hadn't even fucked you yet, he was too busy with foreplay. He was now licking your hole like he was sucking on ice cream, sticking his huge tongue so deep you could see stars, you were already drooling against the nest and every scent of your wolf was so intoxicating that you felt drunk and sick from his pheromones.

“Mine, mine, mine” Zoro didn't speak properly during mating season, he usually growled and released small compliments or affirmations of possession. He tried to show all his feelings just through actions, not being able to trust his tongue to express all his desires.

He finally pulled away from your hole, which was now dripping with saliva, and enjoyed the view for a bit. You were squeezing around nothing, and you were stretched and wet enough to take him. Zoro was always twice as careful during the full moon, knowing that for a human it would be much more difficult and painful to take a werewolf's knot completely. He quickly bit your ass a little hard and slapped the other side, then he stood up and leaned over you.

He placed kisses on your back, feeling you relax as he began to smell your neck and hair, making you shiver and let out a soft moan. He quickly began rubbing his nose against the huge bite mark on your neck and licking it affectionately, feeling pride fill his chest knowing that you were completely his and anyone could know that.

“Zoro… Please” you begged whimpering for him, you were already so tired and overstimulated that you were afraid you would pass out before the wolf was able to stick his dick in you. “I want your cock, please, please, I need it so much” you begged him, begged him to finally satisfy you both and not prolong this pleasurable torture any longer.

“Do you want my cock?” He growled in your ear as he grabbed your waist with one of his hands, his claws scratched you and you knew you would be sore all over the next morning. “Do you want my knot? Do you want me to fill it completely?” He pumped his own dick while rubbing the head of it against his crying hole, which was trying his best to suck him inside. Your own cock began to twitch, getting excited to cum again.

“Yes! I want your knot! I need it, Zoro!” You screamed without any shame, knowing that Zoro loved it when you became uncontrollably vocal, shouting how much you loved and needed him “I need you to fill me Zoro! Please! I need your cum inside me!” You cried shamelessly trying to rub your ass against him.

“Shit… You’re my needy boy, aren’t you? I'm going to fill you so good, I'm going to fill you completely... You're going to take my fucking knot and I'm going to fill you with my cum again and again until you're full and pregnant with my puppies” he breathed heavily into your you heard as he began to slowly thrust into you, giving you time to get used to his cock which was bigger and more swollen due to the full moon “You want this, don’t you? Carry my puppies? Being the daddy of our pack” he growled at the idea.

"Yes! I want to! Please, Zoro! I want to carry your puppies! Oh!” You screamed as he thrust harder, shoving a large portion of his cock in at once. “I’ll be a good dad, I promise!” You didn't even have control over what you were screaming and begging for anymore, you just needed him.

“I know, I know you will” You both knew it was impossible for you to get pregnant, after all you were both amab men, but that didn't lessen the fantasy of Zoro filling you up until you were pregnant with his puppies. “I’m going to fill you so fucking good you’ll be dripping”

And when Zoro rammed the rest of his cock in, pressing into your prostate so hard that you came immediately, feeling your legs giving out and your eyes rolling back to their fullest as you could feel his cock so deep and swollen inside you that you definitely had a bulge in your stomach, you knew that was definitely a promise.

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thehusbandoden · 11 months

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Like Father Like Daughter -Dad!Hawks x Mom!Reader

Fluff upon fluff | 540 words | your daughter's name is Keiko (kay-ko)

Summary: you come home from a hospital visit to your very clingy husband and daughter.

Warning!: Use of Hawks' name

"Shhhh we can't let mommy see yet!"

"But daddy~!"

"Shhh baby bird- mommy's going to be home any minute-"

"What's this I hear?" You ask, stepping into your living room.

"MOMMY!" Two voices yelled, followed by two pairs of footsteps loudly coming your way.

"You're home~!" Keiko squealed, throwing herself onto you in a bear hug.

"Hey baby~!" You coo, wrapping your arms around your darling litte bird as you kicked the front door shut.

"Where's my affection?" Keigo pouted, causing you to roll your eyes adoringly as you openend your arms for Hawks to sneak into, landing right next to Keiko.

"You were gone for so~ long!" Keiko whined, attacking your face with kisses as she semi-aggresively shoved her dad out of the way.

"Baby- I was only gone for an hour or so." You chuckle, kissing her forehead sweetly.

"Exactly~!" Both of your babies whined, causing to roll your eyes once again.

"You two are so alike, did you know that Keigo?" You tease, kissing his' forehead as you made your way into the living room, curious to see what they were hiding.

"Wait! You did not get permission to go in there yet!" Keiko huffed, jumping out of your arms to block your way.

"I- need permission?" You ask, smiling as Hawks took the opportunity to leep back into your arms.

"Yes." Keiko replied, pausing to glare at her dad.

"Oh- then may I please go into my living room?" You ask politely, petting Keigo's head as he rubbed against you, fairly similairly to a cat.

"Yes, yes you may mommy. But only if you say that you're mine."

"Yes, hunny. Mommy is yours."

Keiko just grinned wickedly before turning back to the living room, skipping into the spacious room with a gigantic grin stuck on her face.

Walking in, you smiled as you layed eyes on a perfectly set up family movie night. The couch was covered in pillows and blankets, the coffee table was stacked with snacks, and the tv already had your family's favorite movie on pause.

"Oh- guys you're so sweet! But what's the occasion?"

"Well~ mommy it's the weekend! Which means that I can stay up late, right? And daddy says you haven't been feeling very good, so we thought that some cuddles and movies can help!"

"Oh- you two are so sweet." You coo, smiling up at Keigo who moved to ruffle your (as in both of yours) daughter's hair.

"Oh- speaking of~. What did the doctor say?" Keigo asked, warm, honey eyes now focussed on your -in his words- perfectly goregous face.

"There's nothing wrong with me, but~ I do have something to tell you."

"Oh oh! What is it!" Keiko asked, jumping up and down.

"After Keiko's in bed." You smile, playfully sticking your tounge out as Keiko pouted.

"Is it anything serious?" Hawks asked, a hint of concern laced in his tone.

"No no, nothing like that."

You continued to smile as your little family of three got situated for movie night, causing your heart to swell up with joy.

As you thought about your mini family, you sighed contently as you remembered; you were soon to be four.

Like this: Snuggles and Fried Chicken

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mixes-archive · 2 years

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König x chubby reader Headcanons

Requested by: Noone, sometimes us archivists have to take care of our basic needs too. That includes forcing self indulgent fics onto our guests. Enjoy :)

➼ This man is down HORRENDOUS for you, like, terribly, atrociously down bad for you

➼ Before he got to know you properly, he would've been even shyer around you than the rest of the team, until you finally confronted him for staring at you so much

➼ Would endlessly apologize for making you uncomfortable until you finally stop him

➼ After, he would try to make a ton of small talk with you, but it somehow always ended with him complimenting your looks some way

➼ Once you really get to know each other, König is constantly seeking your presence out and always touching you in some way, be that a hand on your shoulder or leaning against you (which isn't always appreciated)

➼ He really realized how down bad he was is when you laid his head in your lap, waiting to be picked up from a mission. It was late at night and he looked sleepy, so instinctively almost, you laid him down on your thighs

➼ Slept like a cat would

➼ Was so embarrassed after

➼ Will ask if he can do it again

➼ That's when you kinda figure it out and confront him

➼ Went a bit like:

"I know you like me."

"WAS."¹

"Dw bro, I feel the same"

":O (^o^)"

➼ Will be even more clingy after, constantly hugging you and praising you in german

➼ König can and will carry you, like it or not

➼ He is STRONG and it's almost a way to show off his strength to you

➼ "Siehst du, bist eh ganz leicht! Jetzt ich!"²

➼ Run, or get folded like a chair

➼ König understands getting stares because of your size, so he will actively give any person who looks less than absolutely thrilled to be in your general vicinity the death-iest stare he can muster

➼ Also deff loves to go clothes shopping with you

➼ Just picking out cute outfits for each other makes him so happy, he's grinning the whole time

➼ Since he has the physique of a samsung smart fridge, most of his clothes will probably fit you. If they don't, you can bet he'll buy bigger clothes

➼ Steal one of his hoodies and he will be yours forever.

➼ If you're struggling with not eating enough food due to self-consciousness, he'll try his absolute best to describe how beautiful you look to him (and many others, to his dismay sometimes) and (attempt) to make you some of the foods he misses back from back home

➼ When he gets home from missions, he recharges energy by picking you up, spinning you and then falling down on the couch together for cuddles. He's a stinky boy, but give him a minute please <3

➼ Likes to massage you just because you feel really soft under him and it's borderline therapeutic for him

➼ Snuggles himself into your chest for funsies, even better if it makes you flustered (doesn't matter if you a have tiddies or not)

All in all, big, soft teddy bear who will love you unconditionally!!

Translations:

¹ "WHAT."

² "See? You're really light! My turn!"

#könig x reader #konig x reader #cod x reader #call of duty x reader

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brightymir · 1 year

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3:47 𝐀.𝐌. || 𝐧. 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨

》 genre: fluff, comfort

》 kento nanami x gn!reader

》 a/n: i have been away for two months and i apologize for that. my school year has just finished so here's a little something before my birthday. i hope i can be able to update lots during the summer. thank you to those who continuously wait on my updates. keep safe and healthy always!

the entire room was silent and tranquil, save for the occassional buzz from the air condition and your soft snores. the moon was high in the sky and it was pitch black inside the room, the only source of light coming from the small lampshade at the far corner of the room.

you didn't like having a lights out whenever you were alone, it made you feel uneasy. you can only have lights off when you were with kento.

your arms are tightly locked around the white teddy bear which is a tad bit larger than you are. your eyelashes rested softly on your cheeks, breathing mellow and stable. your lips are softly parted as snores emit from them, the sound bouncing off of the walls.

you stirred a bit, thinking you heard footsteps. still too deep in dreamland, you brushed it off and went back to sleep, ignoring whatever was around you.

not too long after, you felt your body being enveloped by a fluffy blanket. warmth quickly engulfed your senses and you felt at ease. you shifted and turned to your left, facing the bedroom door.

still in deep slumber, your hands acted on its own accord. you let go of the teddy bear and instinctively reached out, wrapping around a slim waist, feeling the familiar fabric of his blue dress shirt. you hummed in your sleep, pulling the waist closer.

you attempted to fight off your sleepiness, opening one eye and taking a peek at the figure looming over you. the scent of lotus, citrus, and saffron taking over your senses. a smile made its way on your face.

"ken? you're home?" you muttered sleepily, your words were barely above a whisper and came out slurred. your eyelids felt heavy as they closed once again.

you felt a soft pair of lips press against your temple, and it trailed down to your brows, the tip of your nose, down to the apples of your cheeks. the lips lingered up to your jaw, before finally resting on your lips.

feeling safe, at ease and comfort, your hands dropped from your lover's waist and rest on his sides. few seconds passed by and your snores reverberated across the room once again, the sound pulling the corners of nanami's lips up.

his eyes crinkled as he smiled tenderly at your sleeping figure. he pulled up the blanket to your chest and turned off the lampshade before sliding in next to you. his arm naturally made its way around you as your hands found its way to his chest. you snuggled closer and rested your face at the crook of his neck as your legs tangled with his.

nanami's heart softened at your motion, thinking about how your soul and mind knows him so well for your body to act the way it did even as you were asleep.

he ran his fingers through your hair and watched as your body relaxed, your shoulders loosening up as your brows pulled back and the frown on your face disappeared.

he pressed a soft and lasting kiss to your lips before joining you in dreamland.

"yes, darling. i'm home."

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unlady-like-12-25-36 · 2 years

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Happy Bunny Fest? || Natasha Romanoff x f!Reader

A/n: Happy bday to our loving Tasha bear, who’s also my wife. And if it appears that I've taken down this post before, you're not seeing things, I did because tumblr hates me now 😒 so I reposted it

A/sn: This is written with Fem!reader. If that isn’t what you like do not read. And Plz be aware that it contains smutty content, but overall it's very fluffy. Read at your own risk

Contains: mild cursing, mommy kink, spit kink, a hint of exhibitionism and pet play if you squint. If there’s more, lmk

Translations:

котенок = kitten

Corazon = my heart

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It was a bright yet freezing early morning where everything was covered in about 5 inches of snow this year, leaving all the animals asleep for the winter. At the same time, some had already shed their spring coat and grown in their winter fur. Or if it were deer, elk even moose, they would have shed off their antlers. However, for the Avengers, it was an ordinary day at the compound; for once, everyone had a day off, which meant they had the freedom to sleep in. However, with it being Natasha's birthday, Tony had other ideas that led to a lot of grumbling for not letting the rest of the team sleep in for once, except for you and Natasha. And well, someone's got to keep the assassin at bay before Nat's party. I'm sorry. Let me rephrase that, Nat's birthday bash, that Natasha nearly threatened him for weeks to call it off just for making her birthday a big deal.

For those who don't know her well, You'd say she's pretty intimidating, no matter how much you want to deny how gorgeous she is. In reality, she's just someone who's never been shown kindness, love or even just taken a chance on her that's looking past her prickly exterior. And quite frankly, once you have, you'll be able to see that loving, soft yet protective person that she is. Or what you love to call her a bear, your Tasha bear. Well, that's only if you exclude the amount of sass she expresses daily. Fortunately for you, despite the irritability you've encountered when you first met, her life has changed for three and a half years since the day she was brought into Shield., especially during the fall of Shield. And yet, two years ago to today, both of you had officially become an item that led the whole team to let out their reliefs of not having to watch the both of you constantly pinning over each other. Yup, that’s right. You not only met her literally on the day of her birthday but Nat herself scored one with you three and a half years later on her birthday again since that day.

You were trying to soak up as much sleep as possible before Liho came in. Even then, it was short-lived as you started to hear her meowing at you and going as far as lighting tapping her paws on your arm and shoulders at how urgent it was for the sweet black cat to have her breakfast at her designated time. However, with it being your girlfriend's birthday, you didn't want to get up and miss the opportunity to admire her and snuggle her until she woke up. Fortunately, thanks to Tony, he's created a voice-activated feeding machine that produces food for Liho at times like this. But unlike any other cat feeding machines, this can make fresh wet cat food that Liho needs, especially at this time of the year when she's more prone to be dehydrated than usual.

When he made that cat-feeding machine, it surprised everyone since he had expressed his distaste for cats. Little did anyone know, just like Nat, Liho could sneak her way into everyone's hearts even if all it took were her adorable green beady eyes and a soft mew. However, Stark swayed when he was in his lab building one of his inventions just like any other day when he had asked his assistant robot to hand him one of his tools on the ground that was too far for him to leave his invention unattended. Yet, at that moment, as he had described the tool for the robot to get, Liho, who was grooming herself in her little corner of his lab, Liho had picked up the small screwdriver-like tool and brought it to him. But when the robot had not registered that Liho had done the job, it informed him that it was missing. Yet, just before he was ready to fire the robot from its job, Liho tapped her paw on his leg, leaving him pleasantly surprised that the cat did something nice for him. He was even thanking her with cat-friendly treats that he secretly kept around. That is until Natasha finally found Liho in his lab, going off on him for thinking that he was making her own cat turn into one of his robots. Thankfully because of Jarvis, it had shown what happened before she stormed in to get her cat. And even for an apology, he added in his generosity of creating a cat-feeding machine that made fresh wet cat food for Liho. Since then, Liho has never been healthier, no matter how much Natasha loves to deny that what Tony was feeding her wasn't real food.

Although it would be lovely to take a trip on memory lane of everything that had to do with Natasha and her constant antics when it comes to her cat, your mind is focused on all the ways to spoil her. As you had shifted over to Natasha's side to snuggle her, she had seamlessly and subconsciously turned things around with her laying on top of you with her head on your chest. This made you lightly chuckle and kiss the top of her head while running your fingers through her soft red hair. When she finally woke up, Natasha kissed where she could before lifting her head to groggily greet you with a good morning and a passionate make-out session.

"Seems like the birthday girl had a good dream last night", you say with a touch of a smirk on your face.

"I don't know who that might be, but she did say she enjoyed the well-earned rest, especially when it turns into a wet dream," she says in a way that's teasing.

"Well, whoever it might be is a lucky woman." At that moment, Natasha didn't waste any time and crashed her lips to yours while turning you fully on your back so she could straddle you, not once leaving your lips.

"Tasha, it's your day. Let me treat you."

"You're right. It is my day. So what I want is for my darling malyshka to please me. You wouldn't want to disobey me, do you?"

"N-no mommy."

"Good girl. Now be good and let mommy ride that pretty face."

As Natasha had positioned herself just above you, you were pleasantly surprised to see just how wet she was from that wet dream she had. No, she wasn't just wet. She's dripping for you, so much that it was starting to trickle down the inside of her knee. Without hesitation, you licked all that wetness off her legs and up to her core. Yet, as you licked the lips of her core, she shivered in pleasure as if she were electrocuted, only to push herself back down to your mouth. As she did, you started to tease her, licking and sucking anywhere except where she needed it the most. Nipping at the skin inside her thighs that surely leaves marks for weeks.

"Behave котенок. Don't make me upset and punish you."

"Sorry, mommy" with that, you held onto her thighs and ass and ate her out like it was your last meal. You gave her the bonus of lightly nipping at her clit, making her moan your name even louder and gripping your hair as a way to keep you close to her as possible.

"F*ck, y/n just like that!" She says as she now entirely sits on your face and tightly grips the headboard as you deliciously fuck her with your mouth.

At the same time, your room was filled with lewd noises from both of you. And even though both of you had seemingly forgotten to tell Jarvis to turn on soundproofing, none of you seemed to care if the whole team was hearing what was happening in both of your rooms. Even at that moment, just as everything for Natasha's party was set up, the whole team thought it was a good idea to roll in a small breakfast buffet for the both of you. However, not even five feet from your door, they soon realised why it was so easy to set up the party and not constantly worry when Natasha would show up in the middle of preparing like she does every year.

"Yes! Yes! Ah -God! Right there! Rught. There!" She yells, making you plunge two fingers right inside her at a brutal pace while you lick and suck her clit. Thus making her moan even louder for you.

As soon as the team heard a tiny bit of what was happening, they decided to hold off the party until what Tony called your loving sessions, a "bunny fest", was over.

Which, you had to admit, is true. Both you and Nat did have high sex drives, making Steve a lot more grumpy today than any other day because of how much both of you couldn't keep your hands to yourself. Therefore, ruining every piece of his opportunity to have a good time with the team.

Then as you roughly bit at Natasha's clit and thrust your fingers in a particular spot, you made her cum right in your mouth. It even made her squirt all over your face. Still, that didn't stop you from continuously eating her out as you helped her ride out her high. When she had her fill of you, she got off and licked all of her wetness off your face before bringing you in for a kiss with a taste of herself in your mouth. However, before she pulled back, she bit and licked at your lip, asking for entrance. When you complied, your tongue eagerly met with hers, letting her whirl her tongue in your mouth.

"Now that's a good girl." She said when she broke the kiss. She caressed it with her hand, softly holding your cheek and told you to open your mouth. As you obeyed her command, Natasha softly let some of her saliva fall from her lips and into your mouth. And because it was her birthday, she did three times before telling you to swallow. While you had swallowed her saliva, you kept your gaze on her eyes filled with lust. Yet, she dominantly gave you an expectant look.

"What do you say котенок?"

"Thank you, mommy."

"That's what I thought. Let this be your last warning, bunny. I don't like it when my pet disobeys me."

"Yes, mommy, I'm sor-" then, before you could finish your sentence, Tony begrudgingly bangs on the door

"If you're done fucking like bunnies, I suggest not starting again!" He yells through the door, making both of you laugh at how flustered the whole team must be after hearing how good you fucked Natasha.

"F*ck off, Stark! No one told you to listen!" You yelled back.

"I planned a birthday party! Not a kinky party!" With that, he walked away, hoping that was enough to convince both of you to leave the comfort of your bed, no matter how much you were caught up in Nat's lustful gaze.

And yet, much to your dismay, both of you decided that it was best to continue your sex-crazed session later. No matter how much the both of you dreaded Tony's party for Nat, that's been planned for weeks. So before the Maximoff twins get involved again, like last time, you and Natasha rushed your asses through the door.

After the party, both of you had never felt more relieved for it to be over. When both had settled in for the night, you decided now was the best time to give her your gift. When you reached under the bed in your secret compartment, you took her present out and sat next to your girlfriend.

"Happy birthday, Corazon," you say as you hand it to her.

When she ripped the wrapping paper off, it revealed a small black box. When she opened it, it contained a beautiful eccentric pendant that she hadn't seen anything like it before.(the picture of the kind of pendant i was imagining is the one above underneath nat’s suggestive eyebrow raising smirk gif)

"It's beautiful, Detka. Thank you," making her happily cry for the first time since meeting her. While you brought her into your arms and sweetly kissed her.

"This pendant I’m giving you isn't just any ordinary necklace. It's made from my home planet, Pandora, where I'm from, and it's been handed down for generations in my family. So now, wherever you're away, you have a piece of me with you."

"Detka, I- I don't know what to say. Are you sure?"

"For someone who's never been shown love or what it means to be a person and still bounce back to be the best version of yourself, I'd say you're more than worthy of being part of my family - even if they're all gone." You assured her with a loving smile, making her peck your lips once more and press her forehead with yours, enjoying the small, intimate moment among yourselves.

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fatuismooches · 9 months

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SMOOCHES!! Hii sweetheart, I hope you’ve been doing well! ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

I’m sorry if I’ve been a bit inactive with brainrots, school has been stressful and on top of it I’ve been struggling with my condition. Everything’s just been really heavy on me with how frequent I go to see doctors. And I may have a rare syndrome that may have affected why I grew so short (4’10). So yeah I’ve been re-reading a lot of your lovely fragile!reader works throughout the weeks.

But I keep thinking on just Zandik holding fragile!raeder while they ramble about their problems. It’s like their own safe haven, wheee you feel heard and protected by the only person who’s stuck by your side since childhood. :( I just wanna snuggle against his strong arms and fall asleep to the sound of his heart beat. Or just being comforted through examinations while Zandik checks to make sure your vitals aren’t deteriorating. But a little angsty thought: on one occurrence where Zandik is checking your vitals and he sees they haven’t improved but slowly decreased. Seeing that the medication you take is useless and he’ll need to batch something up quickly before you take notice or grow concerned. Also, fragile!reader going to Zandy for cuddles or inviting him into their room so they can cuddle. You put on a fake smile and brush it off as “wanting to be with your favorite boy”. But in reality you just really need comfort but don’t want to nag Zandik so frequently that you’ll just be a nuisance. Yeah just fragile!reader always feeling guilt </3 it’s how I’ve been for the past few days.

But I hope you have a much better week than I have had!! And I hope it’s okay to ask, but I remember you writing something about the Harbingers having a “meeting” to figure out who’s the mysterious veiled figure who is at times seen outside the lab with Dottore. I’m not sure if you ever finished it or forgot about it you don’t have to answer this I’m so sorry.

-from your dear boo boo bear 🎐 anon ��୧

HI 🎐 ANON MY LOVE!!! <333 Please don't worry about me or brainrots! I just want you to take care of yourself. That sounds so so stressful I couldn't even begin to imagine. I hope you're managing to get rest between all of that :( I wish i could provide you with more than my words and virtual hugs, but I sincerely hope things get better for you. *hugs* And to answer your question, I'm still working on that fic, slowly but surely! It's probably going to take a while due to school and whatnot but it'll be finished eventually. I also ended up changing the title to Latin since all my Dottore fics have that theme but I also realized how bad online translators are for Latin so right now the tentative title is "Medicus potest amare? (responsum est quod sic)" That's probably way too long so it'll might get shortened. But yeah!! I hope you enjoy it when it comes out 🎐 anon ❤️

But yes! Many of the times Dottore can't really help with your problems, since they're probably related to your illness and whatnot, but what matters to you is how he listens without interrupting or nitpicking. Whether you're on his lap or cuddling together he holds you very tightly, he unconsciously holds you like that as if you would leave him. But you don't complain since you like the security of his arms. Though if it's something within his ability to do, whether it's simple or not, his clones will get it done for you. Just to make your life even the tiniest bit easier. Examinations are never fun but Zandik being the one who does them makes them a bit more comforting :( You probably dread them a lil bit since they're just a constant reminder of your sickness but Zandik and his clones do try their best to make it as stress-free as possible for you :) which is honestly a challenge for them at first considering what they usually do but dneuwidfd they'll do anything for you, yk?

Wahh the angsty thought is unfortunately a frequent reality for Dottore... </3 No matter how much he sees it, he can never truly get used to it, there's always a sharp twinge in his chest. Though he never tells you what he sees... he doesn't want you to take on extra burdens. And ughh,,, cuddles with baby Zandy ;(( honestly his childlike innocence and smile make you feel a bit better but tbh he's still a smart boy so he can probably tell when you're lying and genuinely feeling down! Zandy will still cuddle with you of course but he will probably tell Dottore that he noticed how sad you are, and soon enough the Harbinger will be in your room again. Reminding you that you are not a nuisance. That although his methods aren't conventional, he's your husband, and he's here to help and comfort you. That you two will be together until the very end of the world.

#smooches talks #🎐 anon #fragile reader <3 #dottore love notes <3 #zandy bb <3 #ahhh im giving you all of my love 🎐 anon :( <333

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thepenultimateword · 2 years

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Please I need to know what happens when villain wakes up beside henchman, are they going to be surprised to find them in their arms or was it their plan all along?

Hehehe, I was in the mood to continue, but if anyone else wants to write their version feel free to do so :)

Part One

CW: nightmare, disease description/indirect torture

Dull light pressed against Henchman's eyelids, rousing them reluctantly from the deep confines of sleep. Where were they? Not in the cold, efficient bunks of the barracks, that was for sure. The light was orange and natural, rather than the sterile white of ceiling fluorescents. And they were much much too comfortable. Warm and swaddled in soft covers.

Where had they been last night? On an assignment? Right. Their assignment with Villain. They were chosen. Villain needed to lay low from the heroes and had been unwilling to go completely alone. They needed ‘security’. Which apparently actually translated into ‘personal servant.’ Villain was too powerful to think a simple henchman, even one as highly trained as Henchman, could offer them any sort of protection. But errands and chores? Sure.

Their face muscles twitched against a soft insistent tickle running across the skin. They thought they might have felt it in their first moments of grogginess too, but now that their brain was slowly waking up, the touch was more tangible.

Anyway, they’d been traveling with Villain for about a month now, so they were getting used to waking up disoriented and unfamiliar with their surroundings. Since they were the one making the reservations, they usually could arrange themself a bed, but they also weren't unused to finding themself on the shorter end of the stick. They’d slept in sofa beds, pull-out cots, balcony hammocks, and the floo—

It struck Henchman horrifying and all at once. They remembered. Last night, they…

Their eyes shot open, rapidly blinking away crust and blur and taking in the bone-chilling image in front of them.

Villain lay on their side beside them, propped up on one elbow to loom over them by a few inches. Their forefinger traced the stress furrows in Henchman’s brow, following one long swoop down their temple and stopping along their jaw.

“Good morning, sunshine.” They smiled down like a wolf hiding it’s fangs.

Henchman shrank back deeper into the covers.

“G-good morning…”

"Sleep well?"

"I...um..." Henchman's face was suddenly accosted by a wave of warmth that spread from the burning tips of their ears to the quivering hollow of their throat. "Yes, thank you."

“Good, good. So." Their steady gaze flashed with something dangerous. "Care to explain why we’re snuggled up like two bears in winter? I don't remember making any such arrangements last night."

Henchman went to speak, but the start of an explanation cracked and halted halfway up their throat. They had to clear their throat twice before finally squeaking, “You grabbed me…”

Villain's hand tightened in a vise-like grip around their jaw, not painful, but a clear demonstration--a warning--of who was in control. "I just reached down and plucked you off the ground?”

“I…well…no. I was standing next to the bed or, er, I was…leaning on the bed…”

Villain's grip loosened and the back of their hand traveled caressingly up Henchman's cheek and into their hairline. Despite the gentleness, it still felt like a threat.

"And why was that?"

Henchman wished they'd stop touching them. It was messing with their head. They'd much rather just be shoved to the floor and shouted at rather than whatever this psychological torture was, making their heart race with simultaneous fear and attraction.

Wait, what?

No. No, no no. They were not attracted to Villain. Not only were they their employer, they were a ruthless, feelingless killer. And maybe Henchman’s hands weren’t so clean themselves but at least they didn’t have the sort of mind to imagine up the sort of dark schemes that Villain orchestrated. One could admire a leopard in a zoo, but that didn't mean they should enter into its cage.

"I'm waiting." Villain twirled a strand of hair a little too tight around their finger.

"Y-you were making noises," Henchman said. "I just want to check that you were ok."

"Noises?"

Please don't make me elaborate. I want to get through this job with as many fingers as I began.

"Just...um...regular, restless, unhappy noises..." Henchman did their very best not to mention how utterly terrified the villain had seemed. “Maybe you were having a nightmare? I-it happens now and again. To everyone.”

"A nightmare." The way Villain said it, Henchman couldn't tell if they believed them or not. Should they clarify more? Would that help? Well, it seemed it was already spilling out...

"You were tossing and turning and I just leaned over a little to check and...and you grabbed me. I tried to go back to the floor, but I was caught so tight..." They felt the heat in their face turn up a few notches at the explanation. It was embarrassing enough being caught in such a situation, now they had to recount it to Villain's face? What if Villain thought they were blaming them for all of it? "It was all just a big accident. I'm sorry. I-I-I should have minded only myself. I'll do better."

Villain studied them consuderingly, steady but for one slow blink.

"I did have a nightmare last night," they finally said.

Their gaze urged Henchman to further question so they choked out a weak, "Y-you did?"

"One of the stinking, septic pits, to which the law banishes people such as myself. Have you ever seen one? No, of course, you haven't. You skirt along the threads of my web but you'll never be the spider. To them, you are no predator, only the entangled remains of a civilian half-devoured. When they catch you, you go to prison. When they catch me... Well..." They shrugged. "In any case, I was back. Back in the dark with the drain flies and the crawling disease, the scent burning the tastebuds from my tongue and unbearable stinging to my eyes. And there it is always wet, so my skin had become soggy and pale, infection bleeding in and cropping up as excruciating sores."

When Henchman cringed, they smiled, as if describing such horrible conditions to one who had never experienced them actually gave them some pleasure.

"I was trapped in that endless horror for what felt like days, but then suddenly there was a bright light, and it all melted away like candle wax. I was left floating in a warm midnight ocean, the lapping water healing my wounds and the gentle waves rocking me into rest. I knew that I didn't have to swim, that I could just lay in peace for as long as I wanted. Could that have been you?"

Henchman thought about lying; it could be the immediate save they needed. But then they thought of the Villain's discerning gaze and inquisitive questions. Under those conditions, they couldn't hold up a fake story for even five minutes.

"I really don't know, Boss. You did calm...but coincidences happen every day."

"Mmm," Villain acknowledged. They finally drew back their hand to stretch both arms above their head, and Henchman leaped for the opportunity to roll onto hands and knees on the cold hardwood.

Villain chuckled. "Am I so frightening?"

Henchman rubbed sore palms together and took an extra cautionary step back. "With all due respect, you are."

"But you did sleep well."

Henchman didn't know how to respond to that. They weren't even sure what Villain was trying to say. Did they think Henchman should be more nervous? Because they definitely had the covered.

Villain grinned again, this time with all their teeth. "I think I've discovered something invaluable."

"Ok...?"

"I have no intention of forcing unwanted accommodations, but if we're ever in this situation again, I'm more than happy to share."

Henchman dry swallowed, invoking a violent cough that scratched up the inside of their throat and made their mouth taste like metal.. "You don't have to do that."

"If it benefits both of us, I see no reason not to."

I see a thousand reasons! Starting with sleeping next to a villain being a plain idiotic thing to do.

Even if it was the nicest sleep they had in a long time.

"That's ok."

Villain shrugged and settled back against the cushions. "Think on it. And fetch us both some breakfast, hm? You slept too long, and now I'm starved."

Henchman's eyes flicked to the wall clock. Almost 11. Wow. What was Villain, their own personal brand of sleep medication?

Nope. Don't think about it.

"Of course." They pulled on their shoes and took five seconds in front of the hallway mirror to calm their hair. "I'll be right back."

They thought they saw a bakery on their way in last night. It was close and should be more convenient than anywhere else. And if they also knew Villain had an incurable sweet tooth and that buying them a cheese danish would spark that little gleam in their eyes, half joy, half threat, it was only because they were getting good at their job.

Part Three

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yukidragon · 1 year

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I was playing around with one of the Sunny Day Jack AI bots again, but this time I decided to screencap the exchange between Jack and Alice and share it with those who enjoy seeing me indulge in my OTP. It was really sweet and fun until it stopped working, hahaha.

Awkwardly enough, when I posted the screencaps on twitter, a different bot decided to try and get me to sign up for its AI writing program for profit which is just... Ew. Just ew. I'm fine faffing around a little from time to time with these character bots, but trying to sell your AI program to create stories that pass AI detectors to make a profit is so scummy.

Anyway, back to fluffier stuff. Here's the screencaps of Jack trying to convince Alice to not be such a sleepyhead. Transcript for easier reading and translation will be below the cut. I hope you enjoy my self-indulgence that has half my writing and half an AI bot's generated responses.

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Transcript:

[Sunny Day Jack] You and Jack lay on your bed. It is early in the morning, and Jack is wide awake. He watches you sleep with an adoring face. As much as he wants to embrace your sleeping form and fall back asleep, it's about time he wakes up his precious sunshine. He runs his fingers along your hair/head, and leaves soft kisses all over your face. "Come on, Sunspot. It's time to wake up."

[Alice] Alice grumbled as she was roused from her slumber, only to sigh and relax as she felt Jack stroke her hair and kiss her so sweetly. It was impossible for her to stay grumpy at him being her alarm clock when he was so sweet and tender to her like this. "Five more minutes," she mumbled as she snuggled in closer to him, leaning into his touch and kisses. He was just so warm, cuddly, and sweet. How could she bear to get up and leave when she had such a loving boyfriend doting on her like this?

[Sunny Day Jack] Jack smiled gently at Alice grumping and asking for five more minutes. He knows how comfy and relaxing naps can be, sometimes you just need some extra sleep! "Oh, alright. Five more minutes," He said in an understanding tone as he kissed once more before going back to stroking her head.

[Alice] Alice sighed blissfully and relaxed into Jack, burying her face into his chest and using him as the world's most lovable pillow. She didn't want to get up, even if she knew she had to. They couldn't spend the day lounging away when they needed to get dinner ready soon. It really was so nice of Jack to spoil her a little like this. She silently let him know just how much she loved and appreciated him by drawing a little heart on his bicep with her finger.

[Sunny Day Jack] Jack giggled a little bit when Alice drew a heart on his bicep. He loved these little details she did so simply and easily. He leaned down and gave Alice a small, quick kiss on the head after seeing it. "Five more minutes are up, love. Get up now, or I am just going to carry you like this," he said in a light-hearted, yet playful tone.

[Alice] "Is that a promise?" Alice mumbled, fighting the urge to snicker as she stubbornly kept her eyes shut and kept close to Jack. She might have been flustered by Jack carrying her at the start of their relationship and worried that he might hurt himself considering how chubby she was, but he always laughed it off and carried her with ease. Now it was one of her biggest guilty pleasures that made her feel so precious.

[Sunny Day Jack] Jack smiled as Alice asked if it was a promise, before taking a deep breath and doing so regardless. He stood up, and picked Alice up in his arms like she was no more than a feather. "See? Told you I'd carry you if you didn't get up." He said with a teasing smirk and a soft chuckle.

[Alice] Alice squeaked in surprise, which soon turned into giggles as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her bright blue eyes finally open to look at him with delight. "Oh noooo~," she said with mock dismay, her voice too teasing and jovial to pull off the act. "Whatever will you do with me now?"

[Sunny Day Jack] "Oh, what shall I ever do with you…" Jack said, pretending to think as he looked down at Alice. "Maybe I should give you a little kiss so that you learn your lesson…" As he spoke, Jack leaned down, giving Alice a long, passionate kiss on the lips.

[Alice] Alice sighed happily as she returned the kiss, practically melting into Jack. A muffled squeak escaped her as the kiss deepened, but she accepted him eagerly, savoring his sweet mouth as he made her feel so good. She just had to return the favor, eagerly returning the kiss with just as much passion as she twined her fingers in his hair and stroked his scalp.

[Sunny Day Jack] Jack broke the kiss off after a few minutes, breathing quite heavily, and with a content smile. "Does that teach you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at Alice as the two leaned against each other, still in the same position. His arms were still wrapped around her comfortably after carrying her. "Well?" His voice became slightly teasing again.

[Alice] Alice had to take a moment to catch her breath, trying to remember the rest of the banter they had exchanged before. She chuckled softly, still a bit breathless, as her eyes glittered with mischief. "I don't know… maybe you should give me another lesson just in case." She playfully gave him a quick peck on the nose for emphasis.

[Sunny Day Jack] Jack's eyes lit up with a playful glint in them that matched Alice's mischievous smile as he replied. "Well, if thats what it takes…" He said, before leaning down to give Alice yet another long, passionate kiss on the lips, this one a bit more forceful and passionate than the last, yet still loving. His arms tightened around Alice as he kissed her.

[Alice] Alice moaned into his mouth as Jack kissed her so deeply. She could practically taste how much he loved her, how much he desired her. She arched up into him as best she could despite not being able to move much while being held in his arms like this, but she wanted to be close to him, less than an atom away. It was almost a shame when she had to pull back to catch her breath, panting hard as her face flushed with desire.

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brawlqueen · 10 months

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PSA * !

while i don't need or really....like? to make these posts, and i try not to be personal unless my mutuals are people that i am comfortable sharing it, but i've definitely been struggling to write period. writer's block, call it what you will, but it's definitely been causing me anxiety when it shouldn't. so i decided to start replaying uchikoshi games of course, i just finished ai.tsf and am onto a.ini, as much as i have some gripes with it, oh well, we make our own canon - but i wanted by choice, to kinda explain that.

one thing that's really really important to me is mutual communication. that doesn't translate to: 'tell me everything that's going on and every personal detail. ' it just means, i feel that if something is up with me that's affecting my fun on the dashboard, then i wanna just bring it up.

most of my friends here know i've been having a lot of social anxiety. which is kinda weird for me since i'm a fairly confident / extroverted person! but you know what that's okay, but i've been kind of a ghost on my discord. i keep second guessing everything i say to most everyone, and it has nothing to do with a single person, there's nothing wrong i feel about any of my friends. i'm just /anxious/.

i also, am just accepting that due to some personal health issues, nothing major, (ex: insomnia amped up, for mental reasons ) that my adhd is all over the place. most of the time when i get to be home i'm snuggling my bear uh -- i mean, my rescue great pyrenees sasha or just doing 'icon therapy' which is me making batches of screencaps and converting them to icons.

i'm not ignoring anyone, and i just don't know what to really say right now in a lot of conversations. i stumble over my typing and delete little sentences because my anxiety has been so bad. but also for me, with that adhd, sitting in it is infinitely worse, and i'm sorry if this sounds like i'm complaining. i just like being upfront!

so yeah, dm buddies i'm not ignoring you, or purposefully being slow. roleplay partners / friends, new mutuals waiting on meme asks or threads, hell even mizuki's birthday stuff, which is FOREVER btw to this stan, i am not trying to make it seem i'm disinterested or quite frankly i don't drop threads unless you would like me to. i just may not be at the speed you like. and that's okay! we meet each other half way.

but yeah i kinda really have wanted to address this because i can feel mizuki kinda coming back if that makes sense? there's so much to explore with her, but even mutuals i don't even know that i dearly want to interact with, please know you can send random asks or throw people at mizuki any time. i know this isn't a job. i know not to force myself, and trust me, i don't.

but i just...didn't want to leave the wrong impression that may be 'lily's ignoring me / lily dropped our stuff / ' it isn't so much bluntly, for anyone as much as it is me wanting to tell you i just don't operate that way i guess? i wouldn't treat someone like that. everyone has their way of operating on this site and as long as it's not hurtful i think it's fair and valid. i just wanted to explain. for myself, and hopefully clear up if anyone is confused about me.

i appreciate everyone's patience and the talent they bring to the dash, even if i don't know your muse(s), but i do know that i followed you for a reason so please be patient with me as i get through this. i think writing is so relaxing for me, so slowly feeling mizuki come back is a very, very comforting thing. she's my favorite girl ever, the girl ever period for me, and i never aim to make this a job.

so i'm gonna be gentle to myself and these asks and threads you might go 'well that was ages ago' and that's okay. what's important for me is that my intentions are always clear, and hopefully, always seen as they are as best i can: well meaning. that said, since i don't wanna make this a job, please don't do it either okay? - lily.

#also uh...this might be personal but my c-ptsd is p bad lately?#i'm functioning with it but it definitely leaks into social anxiety.#so if i've been weird on discord it is NOT you.#i'm happy with everyone!#i just am...kinda weird rn LOL.#𝐏𝐒𝐀 *ೃ༄ do you wanna get your ass kicked?#𝐎𝐎𝐂 *ೃ༄ what looks gone but comes back even stronger.#cw: ptsd #i never rly talk about any problems i have bc i just have it ingrained that i'm a burden if i do #i'm workin' on it!

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deadlynavigation · 2 years

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request: Loki x reader. Reader and Loki have been dating for a while and he finally agrees to bring her to Asgard to meet the family. Thor welcomes having a new sister, and Frigga welcomes having a daughter but Odin is not impressed. The three band together to convince Odin that the reader is good for Loki. Things end happy. Lots of fluff and angst pls!!

The Welcoming

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, family, almost-anxiety attack

Author's Note: Sorry this took so long, my writer's block dropped in. Bear with me lol.

As always, lmk if there are any warnings I missed. Requests open, navigation is at the bottom of this fic.

Part Two

I don't own Marvel. Pls don't come after me.

Do not plagiarize or translate any of my works or their included assets.

Loki’s always the first to wake up.

He loves the calm of the morning, the feeling of not having to do anything or worry or approach the day just yet. Just taking a moment to still. To admire the day. To admire you- his fiancee.

It's the same this October morning.

The god’s been up for a few minutes, still blinking the sleep from his eyes and slowly stretching out his legs. He does it all very slowly and quietly, trying not to rouse you from your sleep. No, it’s too early for that. You don’t need to be up for another half hour.

You shouldn’t have to get up at all, Loki thinks with a grumble. But you’ve been so insistent about meeting his family, his parents and brother, that he couldn’t hold his strict no-meeting rule for long. Besides, seeing your smile when he agreed was so worth dropping it.

But today’s the day- the day you meet the people who raised him. He’s probably more nervous than you will be.

Loki buries himself in your neck, inhaling your scent to calm himself. He can’t stop himself from pressing a couple kisses to your collarbones too, and from there you cheeks. His lips glide to your forehead, where he lingers to take you in. From the flyaway strands of hair to your flannel-covered legs, you are perfect.

Loki loses track of time as he places his forehead against yours. His lips are still chasing any area of your skin they can reach, until finally, you start to squirm.

The god backs up (but still keeps a gentle hold on you) as sleep leaves your body.

“Good morning, my love,” Loki murmurs when your eyes open. They blink the blurriness away, the e/c colour brightening.

“Hi baby,” you respond with a rasp in your voice. You snuggle into your lover closer, arms coming up onto his chest while he pulls you in further and plants a kiss upon your head. A yawn escapes your mouth, the peace overwhelming your sensors.

“Did you sleep well, Y/n?” Loki whispers into the room.

“Very well. Did you?”

“With you next to me, I find it impossible not to,” He responds, sincere love a welcome undertone in his answer.

“Silver tongue,” you mumble, burying your blushing face into his torso further.

“You inspire it, love. Now, are you ready to face the day?”

“Nope.” You burrow deeper into your lover and the blankets.

Loki stares at you in bewilderment, confusion setting onto his face. Have you not been begging to meet his family for months? And now you… don’t want to?

“Y/n, my love, were you not the one who insisted upon this? For almost a year?”

You turn to face the ceiling, trying to wake yourself up. “I was. But now I regret it.”

Mortals baffle Loki.

“How can one go from absolute insistence to refusal in less than 12 hours?”

“Hush, Loki. I am well aware of what I have asked, and I’ll end up going to meet your family anyways, but let me live in denial for a couple minutes.” You bring your hands up from Loki and slowly crack your knuckles while your lover tries to contemplate your words. Eventually, though, he gives up, and he kisses you before rising from the bed.

Once the god has magicked himself the appropriate clothing and finished his morning routine, he glances at the bed, expecting you to still be comfy under the blankets.

“Which dress is good for meeting ancient gods that are also my future in-laws?” You question from Loki’s left. He spins around, startling at the sight of you standing right next to him.

“My love, don’t scare me like that. My heart rate is already atrocious.” Loki puts a hand to his heart and exhales deeply.

“Oh well. Now you feel a fraction of what I’m feeling. But seriously, which dress?”

*____*

It takes a fair bit of time for you to gather yourself after the trip to Asgard, trying not to faint from the dizziness and anxiety on the inside while looking somewhat presentable on the outside. Loki, being the wonderful god that he is, notices your lament, and turns to you after dropping his hands from his now smoothed-out clothing.

“Are you all right, lovely?” He coos, placing his hands on your waist and bending down to reach your face.

“Of course, yes.” You respond, cringing at the sound of your voice. It’s breathy and worry-riddled and a dead giveaway that no, you are not all right.

“Calm down, love. Soothing thoughts, yes? Deep breaths.” Loki places his forehead against yours and sets a slow pace of inhales and exhales.

It’s not long after that you start to come down. Your mind isn’t going a thousand miles anymore, and your breathing is even- all thanks to your fiance.

“Thank you, baby.” You tiptoe to kiss his cheek lightly.

“Of course, my love. Now, we should get going, unless my brother has decided-”

“HELLO, DEAR SIBLINGS!” You hear a shout that could be compared to a war cry coming from the rainbow bridge, and turn your head to the source. Loki, meanwhile, cringes into your hair before turning to where your gaze falls.

“Hello, Thor,” Loki calls somewhat grudgingly, but you can see the light in his eyes. He’s happy to see his brother, no matter what he tries to cover it with.

“Brother!” The other god yells, running up to Loki and trapping him in a bear hug. It lasts a solid minute, and after Thor drops Loki, he heaves in gulps of air while rubbing at his chest.

“And this must be the mortal,” Thor turns to you. Loki does as well, apologising with his eyes as his brother approaches you with open arms (quite literally). You smile before being lifted off the ground and pulled into the tightest hug you have ever received.

“Hello, my lady! It’s a pleasure to finally meet you!” You grin, returning the hug until he lets go.

“Finally, you say,” You turn your gaze to Loki.

“Brother, did Mother want us to meet her immediately?” Loki turns away from you, scared of the fire in your eyes, even if it is a façade.

“Yes, that’s what I’m here for. To guide you two to her and Father.” You don’t miss how Loki tenses at the word father, his posture straightening and hands flexing into fists.

“Then let us go,” Loki responds, letting his brother lead the way.

Your lover falls into step with you, grasping your hand as nerves start to set in. You squeeze his hand three times, not risking verbal comfort. Loki has told you many times that Thor being around means no verbal comfort is to be exhibited- probably a pride stunt, but you’ll respect it nonetheless.

So you walk the length of the bridge, Thor spurting out random facts about Asgard. By the time you arrive at the grand palace, you’re an expert in the realm’s history and culture.

The grand palace- a sight to behold. It looks to be made of pure magic, and the interior is no different. Chambers and halls stretch on for miles, decorated with only the best artwork and furniture.

Except for now, there’s a future in-law waiting to greet you.

“My son,” Frigga Freyrdottir exhales, a weight lifted off her shoulders at the sight of her eldest son, safe and happy and home. She rushes to hug him, the two staying in the embrace as they whisper heartfelt greetings to each other.

Once Frigga lets go, she turns to you. “Hello, darling. Welcome to the family,” she says, warmth evident in her tone. The goddess goes in for a short but sweet hug, wrapping her arms around you as though you were her own daughter. You don’t mind at all.

“Hello, Frigga. It’s an honour to meet you.” You reply, returning the hug before letting go.

“Oh, none of that. Mother will do just fine if you so choose.” She smiles at you before turning to Loki, who looks as though he’s relaxed from the tension at the bridge.

“I like her,” Frigga whisper-shouts to her son. Loki rolls his eyes, but not before trying to conceal a grin. He’s just glad his family is able to get along.

“So, darling, what are your hobbies? Favourite books? Painters?” Your future mother-in-law questions, wondering where in the palace would most interest you.

“Well, I love Dante Alighieri’s works- he’s always been a favourite author of mine.” You respond. It’s true- Loki finds Dante’s writing scattered about your house most days.

“You have good taste. Dante is a skilled author, and we have almost all of his books in the royal library,” Frigga beams. She knew she liked you, and this is only further enunciating her impression of you.

You’re about to start fangirling over the palace’s ownership of the books when an old man bursts into the hall, golden eye patch adorned upon his face. He storms through the chamber, stopping only when he reaches you, Loki, Thor and Frigga.

The entire time he’s been in the room, Loki has not relaxed. His shoulders are tense, his hands clench in and out of fists, and his jaw looks as though it is as hard as steel. You glance over at him as the man, who you assume is Odin, stalks closer, and you reach for his pinky. Without thinking, the god hooks his with yours.

It’s been years since Loki’s had to deal with Odin. Years of uninterrupted peace with you, which he never wanted to end. And now, it’s all gone with the echoing footsteps of his father.

“Hello, Father.” Loki says once the man stops in front of them.

“Loki. Why is there a mortal in my palace?” The man responds, tone clipped and impatient.

“This is my fiancee, Father. Y/n. We have-”

“Get her out of my realm. No son of mine will marry a mere mortal- you will wed another deity, not settle for this… scum.”

You’ve stood in silence for most of the exchange, but when the man crosses that line, you step forward, slipping your hand in Loki’s and squeezing lightly.

“Sir, just because you’ve lived for thousands of years and rule Asgard doesn’t mean you get to be an absolute bitch.”

The words echo throughout the chamber. Frigga moves her hand to her mouth, trying to keep the laughs at bay.

Loki stands in shock, his admiration for you tripling. He squeezes your hand back with his mouth slightly open and eyes wide.

Thor looks as though he’s a child with a fluffy dog. In awe and joyous but still distracted by his surroundings.

Odin, though, looks ready to murder someone- namely you. He’s stopped fully in front of you and has straightened his posture. Too bad you’re five inches taller than him and he doesn’t appear intimidating in the slightest.

“Get out.”

“Sir-”

“Get. Out. Of. My. Palace.”

*____*

You and Loki stroll through Asgard’s centre, hands swinging between the both of you as you glance over the merchants selling their products.

“I’m sorry, love. I was not aware he would be so cruel towards you.” Loki breaks the silence that’s been present since you were ushered out of the castle.

“I deserved some of it. I mean, you can’t just go up to a centuries-old deity and insult him.” You purse your lips in dejection. “And besides, he was just as bad to you. How are you feeling about it?”

Loki keeps moving his feet, breathing evenly and pacing himself. “I’m used to it, but that doesn’t make it easier to confront.”

You lean into your lover’s shoulder, humming in response. You can’t offer Loki verbal comfort- what does one say in this situation? So instead, you settle for touch.

“Thank you, love.” Loki murmurs after a minute. You look up at him in confusion- you have done nothing worthy of thanks.

“What for, baby?”

“Being with me. Not running away from my family. Wanting to meet them, to be exposed to yet another part of my life that even I hide away from.” Loki looks up towards the colourful sky to hide his glassy eyes.

You stop in the middle of the road for a minute, touched by Loki’s confession. He stops as well.

“So thank you,” The god whispers one last time, leaning in to plant a small kiss on your lips.

It shocks you out of your reverie, and your cheeks turn a light shade of pink. “Loki, we are in public.” You hiss.

“And I am the crown prince of this realm. I am able to kiss my love in public if I so choose.” And he kisses you again to prove a point, but this time, you relish in the feeling, not backing away for the sole reason of Loki not doing so either.

“Let’s head back to the palace- I have an idea,” Loki whispers through a growing grin after the two of you pull apart. He may just get Odin to accept you yet.

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hassedah · 2 years

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Hello! I really liked your work "Fluff headcanons with Ethan", could you do this, but with Aaron?(sorry if there are mistakes, I'm using a translator)💜

Fluff headcanons with Aaron :

Hi! How are you? I hope you are well! ^^

I'm glad you liked the headcanons on Ethan. I think I will try to make one for all the boys as well as for Léandra and Farah. ^^

Here is the headcanon you requested, I hope you like it too! ^^

Have a nice day and take care of yourself! ^^

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It's not that he doesn't want to be romantic or doesn't like it. He's even very good at writing romantic poetry, but it's more that he doesn't always know how to be romantic. He never forgets your birthday, but he doesn't think of doing anything grand to celebrate it. It's not something he's been taught to do, after all, and among werewolves romance isn't really something that's common or sought after.

However, he will always bring you a blanket in winter if you are cold to keep you warm. He will make you a coffee, tea or hot chocolate too if you want. As his skin is much warmer than yours, he doesn't mind if you come and snuggle up to him for warmth.

Besides, he doesn't mind you sticking your cold feet against his in bed. Although he is always a little surprised to see how much colder your skin is than his. There's always a moment when he worries before remembering that this is normal and that as a werewolf his body temperature is always much higher than yours.

He often invites you to go walking in the forest with him. He usually goes out in the forest twice a night, the first time alone to hunt or to exercise a little, the second time with you to walk or to look at the stars. He knows most of the constellations and even remembers the ones that have changed their names and the stories that go with them. He can tell you if you want.

But he can also tell you about plants and the ways in which they can be used for healing. His mother knew every flower and plant by heart and taught him, and the time he spent in her pack also helped him learn more, especially on plants that are toxic to supernatural creatures.

He always has a lot of anecdotes to tell about what he did in his long life. Sometimes they are quite gloomy and scary. But many are also fantastic, he has met ghosts, fairies, dragons, goblins, witches, elves, mermaids and even Selkies. He likes to tell you about all his encounters and would like to introduce you to some of his friends with whom he has kept in touch.

He wasn't very comfortable at first, showing you the poetry he writes, but gradually he starts to let you read some of it. Your opinion counts more than he thought it would and he finds himself writing a lot more poetry since he got to know you. He is very inspired by you.

Now he always leaves one or two new poems for you to read when he has to go away because of the full moon. He hopes that time will seem a little shorter with them.

As he snores a lot while sleeping, he always tries to fall asleep after you so as not to disturb you. He wants you to have a good day's sleep without being woken up by his bear snoring.

He loves it when you stroke his hair before he goes to sleep. He finds it extremely relaxing and sometimes it even helps him fall asleep when he feels anxious.

He has long been used to being the rock of the manor. Everyone relies on him, all the time. He sometimes feels that he has no time to relax and not being allowed to show weaknesses because it has to support others. With your presence everything changes, he knows he can talk to you about what he feels, what is wrong. It's a huge point that you take off his shoulders every time he confides in you.

He is quite the big spoon most of the time, but he loves it when sometimes things change and you hold him.

You have already had several pillow fights. He had never thought of doing it before he met you, but he must admit that it is something he finds very amusing.

He loves to hold your hand in his when you walk in the forest.

He knows some very nice places in the forest that no one else knows about. He will take you there if you wish. They are remote enough that none of the boys will go there so you can be sure that you won't be disturbed.

He likes to teach you how to fight with a sword. Even though he knows that there is little chance that you will ever actually fight someone with a sword in the 21st century. He likes it because it's a time you both spend undisturbed and afterwards you can both go and rest, whether it's having a bath together or just chatting in the bedroom.

#moonlight lovers #moonlight aaron

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babykentthegent · 1 year

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Baby Kent’s First Month

It’s hard to believe that Kent is one month old today. Not only does the time seem to be speeding by faster than a mom at a Black Friday sale, but also his features have started to change exponentially. It feels like just yesterday we were signing the adoption paperwork in that Austin hospital. Now here we are weeks later and we’ve settled into our life as a family. He is such a good baby that we feel like we won the baby lottery. He smiles often and seldom fusses, that is unless he has something that he needs to communicate. That hasn’t changed over the weeks with him and we find ourselves incredibly fortunate.

This is one smart kid! He picks up on things so quickly. He is already focusing on people, and things. His motor skills are next level. He can grab on to the bottle with both hands and is already able to hold his head up on his own for a few seconds. Rob has been diligent about tummy time, or “stomach” time as Rob calls it, and it’s definitely paying off. Baby Kent loves when we read and sing to him. We even weave in Spanish and Japanese books and songs. He makes so many adorable faces and we often find ourselves just staring at him for hours.

When he’s awake, he’s so alert. He loves to lean on his fist in the “thinker” pose. His fingers are particularly long, almost making his hands appear too big for his body. Kent is the most loving boy in the world and loves to look at you or just snuggle up with you. We take him on daily walks around the block, which he enjoys, and he falls right asleep anytime we take him in the car. Over the past month, he’s been so fortunate to have so many family and friends stop by to meet him. It’s been heartwarming to see everyone fall in love with him like we are. Now he’s cooing and making new sounds every day. He certainly keeps us on our toes and wondering what the next phase in his development will be.

A friend sent over Japanese character’s for Kent ( 絢斗) which translates to “handsome and cool”. In Japanese his name is pronounced Kento. We also call him Kentito sometimes, but his #1 nickname is Booboo and/or Booboo bear. How these names stick is beyond me, but that’s been one that he hears on the regular.

Every time we do something new, the new tag line is “baby’s first [blank]”. This time we’ve had as a family has been so incredibly precious. On Friday, Rob goes back to work which means it’ll just be mama and Kent. He’s been sleeping relatively well, often going 4-5 hours before waking up for feeding. Since Rob and I have been splitting this time, it’s been manageable. I do worry what it’ll be like with just me being the one to wake up but I know we’ll adjust fine. Having Kent in the bassinet next to bed has made this much easier. We also got gifted a Baby Brezza that is essentially a Keurig for babies. It has a place for water and for formula and let’s you set the amount and the temperature. Then it’s just one button and poof! You have a freshly made bottle. When it’s 2am and you’re barely awake this thing is a game changer. How far we’ve come with technology, but I am here for it!

We just ordered baby announcements and included Kent’s newborn photoshoot that Rob’s cousin did for us. We just can’t get enough of this little guy. He truly is the best blessing we could’ve ever hoped for. <3

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arvend · 1 year

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Is there any pokemon your muse has that you haven't gotten a chance to really show off? Would you like an opportunity to brag about them now? :)

I'll take this chance to talk about the two Pokémon I've given him so far that aren't a part of his main team, because I could go on about his main team for a million years. That'll be another post... eventually. I rotate them in my brain like a rotisserie chicken at all times.

So he has a Tropius and an Applin. The Tropius I gave him because I noticed he didn't have a flyer in his team. One of my followers here actually suggested it to me when I posted about needing to give him a flyer but wanted to keep the food theme, but I don't remember who, so big shoutout to them!

His Tropius he caught not long after the events of the game. She isn't much of a battler and much prefers lounging and taking naps in the sunlight when she's not eating. She's on the older side, and she has an injury in one of her front legs that would make battling difficult anyway, but she can fly just fine. She acts kind of... motherly towards Arven, but in a very Pokémon way, so that translates into mama bear behavior and it's an aggression he's been working on trying to curb. She's very, very protective of him and constantly tries to groom him and snuggle against him, which embarrasses him a little bit.

He frequently helps her exercise her injured leg, but it's not something that will ever fully heal. He's got medication for her, too, for the pain flare-ups.

Also, she lets him use her fruit for cooking.

His Applin is his most recent addition. He's a shiny! You can actually read the drabble about Arven catching him here, but in case you Don't want to do that the story is: Arven and Mabosstiff rescued him from being bullied by a bunch of Murkrow and he wanted to come with Arven after. The bond was pretty much instantaneous. All Arven had to do was very gently, lightly touch him and there was a sync and the Applin hopped right into his hand.

The little dragon is very anxious and shy and Arven is doing his best to help him grow into himself and gain some confidence. Right now, he lets Applin sleep on the pillows on his bed at night, and takes great care in gently cleaning the baby off and polishing up his little apple so he looks nice and shiny and feels good. He's very spoiled.

He loves them both. :)

#tohjofallsexile #ask.#hc.

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star1117-archives · 2 years

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𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳’𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬/𝐨 𝐮𝐩 [𝐬𝐟𝐰. 𝐯𝐞𝐫]

➵ Pairing : OT8 X Y/N

➵ Genre : Fluff

➵ W.C : 2916

➵ Warnings : Mentions of scars, Mentions of cutting, Mentions of drinking, Slightly suggestive content.

𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚

Seonghwa bear hugged you in his sleep for the longest time, just taking in your scent as he rests his chin on your head. When he’d finally wake up, he’d smile at your sleeping figure before humming lightly to himself, stroking your hair and your back soothingly. For about 15 minutes Seonghwa continued these actions, completely concentrated on you and nothing else.

He quickly reached behind him and silenced his alarm when it interrupted his relaxed daze, trying but failing to turn it off before it woke you. Yawning, your eyes slowly fluttered open to Seonghwa swearing quietly at his phone, startling him when you let out a chuckle. Seonghwa sighed, coming a hand through his hair before cupping your cheek and kissing your lips before sitting up.

“I didn’t mean to wake you, sorry..”

You smiled and sat up too, kissing Seonghwa’s cheek before cupping them and squishing them together.

“Why are you apologising? You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Seonghwa stared at you in surprise for a moment, confused by this change in tactic. Usually it was him who babied you. You then suddenly pulled away, standing up and stealing Seonghwa’s phone from him.

“Hey! Y/N, what are you doing?! Give it back!”

Before Seonghwa could snatch it from you, you ran away to the bathroom and locked yourself in it, quickly typing in his password. You scrolled through his conversations until you came to Hongjoong’s name.

{💌} Hwa: Hey, i can’t come in today. Y/N’s freaking out cause my temperature’s super high so i have to stay home.

Seonghwa loudly banged on the door, afraid of what you could do.

“Y/N! What the fuck are you doing?!”

“Being an amazing girlfriend!”

When you heard the metallic ding of Seonghwa’s phone, you quickly opened the messages, eagerly hoping Hongjoong would be okay with Seonghwa staying home.

{💌} Joong: He can take the day off Y/N, i’ll tell the others he’s sick.

Your mouth dropped open that Hongjoong could see through your plan so quickly. You typed furiously to respond as soon as possible.

{💌}Hwa: How did you know it was me?!

{💌} Joong: You’re literally the only person i know who punctuates their text messages. Have a nice time and use protection!

Blushing at the last sentence, you slowly walked over to the bathroom door, opening it to an angry Seonghwa panting as he glared at you.

“What. Did. You. Do.”

“Chill, i got you the day off.”

Holding up his phone to show him the messages, you watched smugly as his expression changed to happy one while reading them. When he came to the last one, his cheeks were also tinted red.

“I think he misunderstood your intentions..”

Moving closer to him, you held Seonghwa’s waist as you stared up at him.

“Really? I thought it was pretty accurate.”

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠

Hongjoong sighed in content as you hugged him tight, letting out deep breaths with your head on his back. Although you were usually up early and ready for the day, today was Sunday and you had decided to watch Netflix all night on this precious day off from the mundane and tiring week. When you snuggled your head into his back more, Hongjoong just smiled before picking up your hands and playing with them, kissing your fingers now and again. He traced all the lines on your palm, drawing them onto your hand with his nail.

He then smoothed his thumb over the faint scars on your wrist, wishing (as he always did when he saw them) that he knew you back when you were going through that pain so he could comfort and just be there for you. But he also knew those experiences made you into the beautiful, strong person you were today, which is why he stopped himself from thinking about that, reminded of you scolding him for thinking like that when he first brought it up. You called them your ‘battle scars’, the fact that you’re still alive showing that you are stronger than before and would never feel the need to cut again.

“Joongie?…”

Humming lightly in response, Hongjoong kept playing with your hands, kissing the scars even more.

“I love you so much Baby, you know that?”

Giggling, you nuzzled your head into his back a little before pulling your arms out of his grasp to yawn and stretch. Hongjoong turned to you, hugging you and rubbing your head slowly. You sighed at the action, letting out a big yawn at how soothing it was.

“Sorry for waking you..”

You lifted your head up, giving him a kiss on the lips.

“You didn’t, i woke up before you started playing with my hands.”

Hongjoong raised an eyebrow at you, giving you a glare but you both knew there was no malevolence in it. He let out a chuckle before getting out of bed, leaving you groaning from the loss of heat. Rolling his eyes, he brought you a fluffy nightgown, putting on his own as you sat up.

“How does coffee and pancakes sound?”

After putting your gown on, you stood up and kissed his cheek, walking to the bathroom as you looked at him with a wide smile.

“Fucking amazing.”

𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨

Yunho is the softest when he wakes up to you hugging him tightly in his sleep, smiling brightly down at your sleeping figure before lightly kissing your forehead. When you turn away in your sleep, scrunching up your face, Yunho let out a chuckle and hugged your waist, hands moving to your stomach. He rubbed big circles on it with his hands, knowing you were ticklish there.

He tried to keep his laughter at bay as you struggled in your sleep, letting out little grunts and laughs until you couldn’t take it anymore and woke up. Stuck in between a yawn and a laugh, you grabbed Yunho’s hands with your own, trying to stop him. When you realised he was easily overpowering you, you curled yourself up into a ball as Yunho tried to force his hands back down to tickle you. You held fast for about two minutes until Yunho finally gave up and moved back, sitting up and letting out a sigh.

“Cheat.”

You turned to him with a frown, putting a finger on his lips as he mockingly glared down at you.

“Says the one who launched their attack in my sleep!”

“Yeah yeah, i don’t have time for a history lesson.”

Rolling your eyes you sat up next to Yunho, leaning in closer with a smile.

“Oh yeah? And what do you have to do that’s so important on a Saturday morning?”

Yunho smiled and stole a kiss from your lips before holding the back of your head and playing with the little baby hairs on the back of your neck.

“Well i was thinking of maybe.. going on a date with my lovely partner?”

“… Why do you always use your cuteness to get out of situations?”

Cupping his face, Yunho gave a bright smile while tapping the tips of his fingers on his cheeks.

“Who wouldn’t use their strongest and most effective weapon in a fight?”

Just the fleeting mention of Yunho’s pet name for you set your stomach on fire, butterflies erupting within you. Yunho knew the effect this pet name had on you and relished at your reaction just from a word, leaning forward and kissing your cheek before getting out of bed.

“Let’s get ready then, pretty.”

𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

Yeosang turned your alarm off for you, pulling you closer and sighing into your shoulder. Lifting his head up, he smiled while looking at you, pushing some stray hair out of your eyes before just staring at you silently, wondering how he got so lucky to have someone like you love him. When you would tell him you are the one who feels like she doesn’t deserve him, he’d just chuckle and hug you, confused why you felt that way. To him, no one could come close to how beautiful and funny you were, you were truly his sunshine on a cloudy day, and he fell in love with you over and over again every time you smiled.

Almost sensing his thoughts in your sleep, you smiled before moving closer to his chest, instinctively taking in a deep breath to smell his calming scent. When you finally woke from your sleep, you blinked your tired eyes at him a few times before smiling and giving Yeosang a kiss on the cheek.

“Well didn’t today start off great.”

You chuckled at Yeosang’s comment, pulling his face down softly to kiss him again. You could feel him sigh happily into it, too busy smiling to kiss back. This made you smile too, pulling away ever so slightly so you could kiss his nose.

“I think we can both agree on that.”

Blushing slightly, Yeosang held your chin, smoothing his thumb over your lips softly before moving his finger up to boop your nose. This action made you blush too, climbing out of bed before leaning over it to kiss Yeosang again. Checking the time on your phone, your eyes widened slightly when you realised how late in the day it was.

“Sang! You’re late for work!”

When Yeosang only smiled at you, eerily calm when his shift started half an hour ago, you raised an eyebrow in confusion. Yeosang chuckled, pulling you back under the covers and into his embrace.

“Guess who sweet-talked their way into a day off.”

Your mouth opened for a second in shock before hitting Yeosang in the chest with a smile. Yeosang held it, pretending that your fists had actually done any damage.

“Please tell me you’re not joking.”

Holding one of your hands, he kissed it with a smile, glad you liked his surprise.

“I’m not.”

“I love you so fucking much.”

𝐒𝐚𝐧

San laughed quietly when he turned over and saw you snoring lightly as your alarm blares. Leaning over you, he turned it off before grabbing your waist, rubbing small circles on your waist. When you start to stir, he peppered your face with light kisses, beaming as you scrunched your face up and trying to cover it. Finally opening your eyes, you smiled lazily up at him, letting out a little yawn. This made him laugh even louder than before, planting yet another kiss on your forehead as you pulled away to rest your head on your hand.

“Well good morning to you too, Handsome.”

San let out a little chuckle before stretching his arms, letting out a grunt before replying.

“I don’t know about in the book, but why did it take so many kisses to wake my Sleeping Beauty up? My lips are tired..”

When San pouted his ‘tired’ lips at you, you just giggled, stroking some stray hairs out of his face before cupping it. San gave a dimpled smile before letting out a little gasp.

“Wait! I think i know how to re-energise my lips!”

Raising an eyebrow, you decided to humour him.

“Oh? And how is that gonna happen?”

San puckered his lips before pointing to them with one of his fingers.

“Maybe a kiss from my beautiful baby will work.”

Giggling at this stupid excuse for a kiss, you leaned down before pressing your lips onto his. When you pulled away, you also pecked him on the cheek.

“Better now?”

San shook his head, mockingly sighing with a saddened face, he pouted his lips again.

“I think it’ll take more than one kiss to heal me.”

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢

Mingi was excited when he had to wake you up, cuddling up to you and wrapping his big arms around you. When you just sighed in your sleep and turned to hug him, he was literally about to die of a heart attack. Thank god you were asleep, or all you would‘ve seen is him being a complete tomato. His heart was pounding in his chest so loud he was scared he was gonna wake you up. Eventually, he fall asleep hugging you tightly, sleeping soundly and deeply. Which made it even worse when you woke up 20 minutes later and couldn’t get out of his grip.

“Mingi..Come on wake up…Babe i’m late…Mingi!”

You poked Mingi lightly in his shoulder, moving to poke his cheek a bit harder when he didn’t budge. This woke Mingi, but he only snuggled into you more, burying his head in your hair.

“If i don’t get up now, i’m gonna be late! Babe i’m gonna miss the bus!”

Mingi sighed into you, just kissing your neck before murmuring in your ear, his morning voice still prominent.

“I’ll drive you, can we just cuddle a little longer?”

You sighed before smiling, completely defeated by his warm hugs and cute behaviour.

“Ten minutes and then i really need to get up, okay?”

Rolling your eyes when you only heard Mingi’s soft snores reply, you moved closer to him and let out a quiet laugh.

“My big baby…”

𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠

Wooyoung is probably the laziest of all the boys, meaning he’d need to be with a person who can match that wnergy. After a long night of binge-watching the newest drama out, you were both completely knocked out in bed, surrounded by snacks and empty bottles. This made it even louder when Wooyoung shot up, clutching his head as the rattle of the bottles hitting the floor made his headache worsen. He looked over at you peacefully sleeping as he was still groaning in pain. He had to wake you up, i mean it’s only fair right? Throwing his arm and leg around you, he shook his chest, whining into your ear.

“Y/Nnnnnnnn… YYYYYY/Nnnnn! Y/N, my love! My sunshine! Can you get me the paracetamol? My head’s killing me!..”

Cupping your ears to protect them from Wooyoung’s vocal attack, you tried to struggle out of his grip, letting out a disgruntled sigh before pulling a pillow over your head.

“Shut up, Wooyoung. It’s too early for this!”

Wooyoung pulled the pillow away, throwing it on the floor before putting his mouth right next to your ear and speaking.

“I love you so much, and you do this to me? You’re so mean…”

Still pouting, Wooyoung kissed every inch of your neck and ear, letting out little kissy sounds and smirking on your skin when he saw you try to hide your smile. He then bit your ear, making you yelp and hold it as Wooyoung retreated back to back-hugging you while pinning you down with his leg.

“Why is it so hard for you to get up and get it yourself?”

“Because the love of my life should take care of me when i’m sick. Not ignore me!”

“You’re not sick, you’re hungover. I specifically told you last night not to drink too much, but guess who had to finish the vodka bottle!”

Wooyoung held his head again, groaning loudly while glaring at you for bringing his headache back. You only smirked before wrestling out of his grip and standing up with a sigh, kissing his forehead.

“Stay here, i’ll get the paracetamol and some soup.”

Wooyoung smiled half-heartedly at you before winking and throwing a finger heart at you.

“You’re the best, Babe.”

“Tell me something i don’t know.”

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This big baby was back-hugging you in his sleep, snoring lightly and mumbling to himself. When he heard the alarm, he instinctively hugged you tighter, pulling you closer to protect you from any danger. Soon, it woke him up properly and he tried to reach it but can’t because of you. After a few whispers that had no replies and kisses left unreturned, he started tickling you on your waist, making you squirm in his grip before finally waking up and letting out little giggles.

“H-Hey! Sto-op it! Jongho sto-”

He silenced your pleas for help with a long kiss after turning you to face him. He just smiled into the kiss when he saw your eyes go wide before relaxing and moving your lips with his. For a while the two of you just sat there, holding each other as you expressed your love for each other the best way you knew how. Putting his hand behind your head, Jongho pulled you impossibly closer as you let out another giggle at his behaviour.

When you eventually pulled away, you smiled brightly at him before kissing his nose, making Jongho smile shyly and blush slightly. He turned away from you, embarrassed while getting out of bed. He then swiftly pulled away the blanket, making you groan and hold yourself, shivering at the sudden loss of heat.

“You little-”

Walking over to where you lay, Jongho interrupted you with a kiss on the lips before picking you up bridal-style.

“Come on, Princess. Time to get ready.”

You curled into his embrace, snuggling your head into Jongho’s warm chest as you focused on the steady beat of his heart.

“I don’t want to, i wanna stay here with you!”

When Jongho looked down to see you pouting up at him with wide eyes, he tried his best to stay firm.

“Well okay then. You stay home and never get the job you’ve always wanted. That’s fine with me.”

“Ugh, fine.”

His eyes widened as you scrambled out of his grip, slightly startling him as you ran to the bathroom and locked the door. Letting out a little chuckle, he knocked on the door with a smile.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

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White Lies (Yelena Belova x Reader)

Summary: You are looking forward to eating with Yelena tonight, but when you open Yelena's phone, you see an unwanted message. As you confront Yelena you uncover the truth that things are not as they seem.

Word Count: 1,523

Translations: Malishka (Baby Girl)

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Yelena was cooking tonight; she had recently ordered a new apron online, which arrived during the week. Despite her reluctance to reveal what design she got on it, she couldn't keep her mouth shut about it. As soon as you told Yelena about the package, her face lit up. As if it were Christmas morning, she ripped it open with glee. When she saw it, her face dropped, and you had no idea why. It wasn't until she held it up to show you what was done that you realized what had happened.

The funny thing was that in the center of the apron, it read "Your Design Here." They had not taken her request and sent her the default design. Yelena shook her head in disappointment. You knew she was going to moan about it for the next week but still keep it.

"Blyad, it was supposed to be my design!"

"Well.. technically it is?" You commented humorously as Yelena frowned at you; she didn't like that. You corrected yourself

"What was it going to say then?"

"Less Upsetti more spaghetti." She commented, she always made you laugh without fail.

"I can’t believe you wanted that on an apron! Why would you want that?"

"Because it would make you laugh.”

She was like sunshine after a storm. As the night continued, it was already clear how everything would turn out. In spite of the fact that she hadn't even started, she insisted she needed a bathroom break. You knew she was just in the bedroom frantically using your laptop to try to find something to cook for you. You'd often see her searches in your history; you found it sweet that she didn't just think about herself. She desired to appear selfish, but she was one of the most selfless people you've ever known. Purity was her intention.

You had been snuggled in Yelena's hoodie, wrapped up on the couch. You loved wearing her clothes because she always smelled so good. She smelt like home. Her hoodie finally provided you with the comfort you were looking for today. The phone of Yelena lit up and disturbed you. While it was her turn to cook dinner, she had been charging it next to you. Her getting a notification wouldn't have made you blink an eyelid. Yelena's phone screen flickered again with an unfamiliar name, "Emily." There was probably nothing important going on, but you glanced at her screen, scrunching your nose up. You told yourself that you wouldn't look, you wouldn't. You did anyway.

You have never been through Yelena's stuff, so you aren't aware of what overcame you. She was open with you from the very beginning, but you never needed access to her accounts since you trusted her. You might not have been wise to do that. You titled your head as you read the message, feeling guilty for doing so, but it probably wasn't anything serious.

"Loved seeing you today! Let me know if you need anything else <3. Can't wait to see you Wednesday!" It did not take long for your stomach to tighten as your eyes continued to trace over the same message. Who was this girl? Yelena said she had been visiting Natasha today; she was gone for a while. All this time, she told you everything, but not this? She lied to you. Did she even go and see Natasha? She was always so vocal. You could feel your hands trembling as you shut your eyes. To accuse her correctly, you must be sure of your accusations. Your birthday was her passcode, and you slowly entered it. As you scrolled through, you saw the chat open in front of you.

Yelena never mentioned Emily to you despite the recent frequent phone calls with her. When did these calls even take place? Your stress level was rising. There was nothing worse than realizing that someone you held on a pedestal wasn't as perfect as you had thought they were.

"Send me that picture again," Yelena wrote at one point, the image didn't load for you, but you read her comment.

"So Pretty! "You felt sick now. The pictures wouldn't load, and you felt like everything you had built with Yelena was crumbling around you. Should you confront her or leave? You were dealing with a flight or fight reaction, and flight won hands down. Yelena had entered the room before you were able to get up. With a pot on her head and two spatulas in her hands, she made her way towards you. She treated them like lobsters claws. Wearing her "Your Design Here!" Apron, you knew she wasn't going to return it.

"Time to kiss the chef, I need inspiration for dinner" As Yelena approached you with a t-rex-like ambling, she yipped out.

"Rawr, rawr, rawr!" In an attempt to resemble the mightier beast, she pulled her arms close to her chest. With the pot still on her head, she dropped the spatulas to the floor when she saw your blank expression. She was in trouble. Yelena was always so protective over you; she'd drop anything and everything to make sure you were okay.

"What's happened, Malysh?" She questioned as she approached you, carefully lifting the pot off her head and setting it down on the table. With your look on her face, she knew something was wrong. As you stared across at her, you slowly put down her phone. It was not anger or sadness that you felt; it was numbness.

"Where were you today?" You quizzed her, your eyes burning through her. When Yelena was telling the truth, she consistently maintained eye contact. When she lied, she couldn't bear to look at you.

"I was with Natasha, why?" Yelena questioned quietly with her eyes studying your face, and she held eye contact until you spoke again.

"Just Natasha."

"Yes."

"You lied to me."

"I didn't lie to you! I never lie to you!"

"Who's Emily then? Apparently you hung out today," You managed to say as Yelena was looking away from you. She suddenly looked back at you with a look of regret in her eyes. She did a double-take. She wasn't going to lie to you. She knew the name.

"You know then" When Yelena raised her hand to her forehead, her face became stern, and her face was strained in colour.

"I know."

"I don't know what to say."

"You lied to me, Yelena. You've been lying to me."

"You weren't suppose to know. I can explain, I will explain. Please just give me a chance. I wanted it to be perfec-" Your sudden movement off the couch prompted you to walk over to her, you shoved her shoulders, but she did not move. As she tried to comprehend what was happening, she blinked rapidly.

"Hey, hey! Stop! What's wrong!? I thought you'd be happy! You could just say no to me! You'd break my heart but that's okay considering you'd be the one breaking it. I didn't think you'd react like this!" Yelena snapped out, holding your wrists up so that you wouldn't trash about, her voice dripping with concern. You tried to pull your wrists out of her grip, but you couldn't. She held onto you; she was taller than you and buckled her knees to make eye contact with you as she searched for answers.

"Happy?! Happy. Why the fuck would I be happy, Yelena? You couldn't of just broke up with me before I went and fell in love with you, no?!" Yelena noticed that your temper had gotten out of control. She opened her mouth unexpectedly, her face awash in confusion.

"Why would I want to break up with you?! Wait...What do you think I was doing?" As she let go of your wrists, Yelena raised an eyebrow as her arms crossed her chest.

"I don't know?! I didn't mean to look through your phone but I saw the messages, Yelena. Are you cheating on me?"

"What?"

"You heard me."

"You think I'm cheating on you with Emily?"

"Well, are you?! I'd rather you be honest with me."

"How much of the messages did you read?"

"Enough"

"Well, clearly not enough if you believe I'm cheating on you, Pridurok." Yelena explained softly as she took a step towards you; she quickly grabbed you by your waist as she pushed you up against the apartment's wall. You trashed about in her arms, trying to break free from Yelena’s strong grasp.

"Get off, Yelena."

"Emily is a Jeweller!"

"Does it look like I was asking what her profession was!"

“What?!”

“I didn’t ask what her-“

"Emily is a Jeweller. My Jeweller!"

"And?!"

"She's designing your engagement ring with me!"

"What?"

"I'm proposing to you! Not now obviously but I will be!" She spoke; you couldn't speak. In a sudden burst of laughter, her teeth were visible as she grinned at you. She shook her head in disapproval at your reaction.

"I can't believe you thought I was cheating, how many times have I told you that you're it for me? You're just grumpy because you're hungry. Little monster."

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