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unluckyhoneybee · 1 year

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5 times with Willy Nylander.

Five first times with Willy.

Warning: light smut in one part. +18. The title is quite obvious so...

When he first met you.

A brown ball of fluff passed you running really fast, leaving you a bit confused. But then it stopped and turned around. The dog came running back and jumped on your legs.

"Hey, buddy. Who are you?"

"Grab him!"

You turned around to see a guy running in your direction. He was quite far and had a dog. So you understood this onewas his and was on the run. So you grabbed it's loose leash.

"Are you running from your dad?" You said giggling.

"Oh wow. I thought I'd never catch him"

The guy arrived next to you and gave himself a second to catch a breath. Then he looked up at you and...

"I know you" It slipped past your lips and made his eyes grow wide. "Fuck. Sorry. So rude"

"No, no. Don't worry. You caught Pablo so... Thank you" He smiled big.

You had trapped William Nylander's dog and fucked up its runaway plans.

"Yeah. No problem"

William smiled sweetly at you and looked down at the dog. "Don't you dare to do that again, ever."

You chuckled.

"He wanted to say hi"

"To the squirrels, yeah"

"They seem sweet" You said petting both dogs at the same time.

"They are. Pablo and Bansky, say hi to..."

"YN"

"Wil-" She knows, idiot. "You know me"

You laughed and blushed. "Yeah. I'm a fan. Nice to meet you, William. And you two guys"

"Same, YN." He scratched the back of his head. "And thank you very much. I thought he wouldn't stop ever. I'm really sore and..."

"The game? It was awesome. You guys played amazing yesterday"

He knew he already had heart eyes by then. "Thank you. It was a good game"

"An amazing goal too"

That made him blush and look down at the dogs. Why was he so nervous? You were a fan. He had met thousands. What was different? Apart that the fact that you were beautiful and... You've met many many beautiful fans Willy. Yeah, but you were holding Pablo's leash and it looked good in your hand and... Fucking shit, that's weird Willy.

"Are you okay?" You softly asked with a smile. He was spiralling and you could see his mind working fast.

"Y-Yeah. I am" He nodded quickly. "I am fine. Okay. Just tired."

"Oh" He was actually really cute.

Ask her. Ask her. Ask her. Don't be stupid. Ask her.

"YN"

"William"

"Willy. Call me Willy"

You smiled and nodded. William Nylander wanted you to call him Willy. Cool.

"Can I have your number, YN?"

Heat crept to your cheeks. Could he? Duh. He was fucking William Nylander from the Leafs.

"Yes. Of course you can"

Willy kept himself from jumping around. But smiled happily.

You wrote your number on his phone and gave it back to him.

"I'll text you" He said

"I'll be waiting" Your heart was beating fast.

"I actually have to go. But I would love to meet you again... Whenever you can"

"That's amazing. We'll talk, yeah?"

"Yeah. See you, YN" He smiled at you one last time and then turned around and started walking on the opposite direction.

You lifted your eyebrows and looked at him in awe. This wasn't happening. It must be some kind of joke.

You looked down and Pablo looked up. He moved his head to the side as if he was trying to tell you something. It made you chuckle.

"Willy!"

He was so immersed in his thoughts that you had to call again. He hadn't even noticed Banksy pulling its leash.

"Willy!"

When he turned around, his face turned red like a tomato.

"You forget something" You were walking toward him and Pablo was hurrying.

"Oh fuck"

When you went to your first game.

"Is she here?" Mitch asked.

By then, everyone in the team knew about you. Willy was so in love. Literally in love. He didn't deny it. You had been going out, texting nonstop, sharing stuff, having walks for months already. It had been so natural that the friendship didn't bother him at all. He adored you and he adored being your friend. He wanted more, yes. But he wasn't in a hurry. He was enjoying the whole process, getting to know you and bonding.

"She is"

Mitch squeaked in happiness. "Oh man. We are winning this tonight. You can't embarrass yourself"

He did. Right after scoring, Willy ran over someone and fell in the most ridiculous way. Other time, he wouldn't have care. But this time he knew you were there watching and he wanted the ice to open and swallow him.

"Oh my fucking god" He groaned when Michael hugged him.

"Well done buddy."

They would have a good laugh with this.

To be fair, you thought it was cute. Your friend laughed at you and asked if that was your boy, only making you look away and your cheeks warm.

After the game, you received a text. Because yes, although they had won and wanted to celebrate, Willy had run to text you. Don't leave yet. I want to see you.

It was a strange feeling when someone from security came to pick you up and guided you through the corridors.

"Hey" Willy had the biggest smile when he saw you there. The blue looked so fucking good in you. "You look good"

With a big smile, you turned around and showed him...

"Oh wow" He muttered. So... This is what they talk about. He was feeling so many things. His number looked perfect on you. "I was expecting you with a Tavares jersey"

You chuckled and pulled him in a hug. "You are my favourite, Willy" You whispered in his ear.

He thought he would fall apart right there. "I literally fell again while celebrating"

You laughed and pulled back, pinching his red cheeks.

"That was the cutest shit I've seen"

He laughed. "I can't be cute, I'm a hockey player. I need to be tough.

"Too late, Nylander"

He pulled you closer and for a second you thought he would kiss you. You wanted, of course, you wanted. But there were so many people around, you didn't want your first kiss with him like this. His lips landed on your cheek, though. You let a sigh out and closed your eyes for a second.

"Thank you for coming today" He said sincerely.

You smiled and kissed his cheek. "I will be there whenever you want me to"

"He already has a pass for you!" Someone shouted from the end of the corridor.

You both looked. "That's Mitch Marner" You were talking in whispers, fully aware now of the group of men kids eavesdropping.

"He is. And he is excited about meeting you"

"And why is that?"

"Someone told them about you," Willy said with a playful grin on his lips and a delicate hand sliding around your waist.

"Oh, wow. And who could that be?"

"Pablo"

You laughed hard and Willy thought again of kissing you.

"Do you want to meet my friends?"

"As a fan or as your friend?"

"As my special friend" With that statement, Willy laid his intentions on the table and waited for your response.

Your face couldn't show more happiness. You adored the blonde. Willy had come out of nowhere in your life and turned it upside down and you wanted nothing more than to get closer to him. As close as possible.

"I'd love to"

When you first kissed.

Willy had called you with urgency in his voice. He was desperate and had called various people already, his closest, but none could help him.

"Hey, honey" You said with a calming voice. "What's wrong?"

"Bansky ate something in the park. We have been at the vet's and they said it would be alright but..."

You covered your mouth.

"The game"

"Yeah, I have to leave in less than an hour and I can't leave them here alone. There must be someone keeping an eye on them"

"I'll go" The sigh that left his body was enough to leave him breathless.

"Thank you" He sounded so relieved. "I promise they are both fine, it's just in case."

He called you an uber and soon you were at his house. IT wasn't the first time you were in there, but it would be the first time you were alone. He is your friend. It's fine. IT had been weeks since the game and after the 'special' friend statement but nothing else had happened.

William engulfed you in a big hug once you had left your things in the chair. "You wouldn't believe how thankful I am"

You kissed his cheek and fixed his hair. "Willy, it's fine. You don't need to thank me. I'm more than happy to spend the night here with the boys. We will watch the game and cheer a lot"

His heart went mad.

"I'll send you dinner" He said making you laugh.

"You are cute. But it's alright. Chips, please"

He nodded quickly and kissed your forehead. "Just... call if something happens. Alex's number is on the fridge just in case. He was busy but..."

"Willy, we will be fine. Go or you'll be late"

He kissed your cheek this time and sprinted out.

At first, you felt shy. You were alone, yes. But that was the problem. This was Willy's home. You sat for long in the sofa, waiting for the game to start. Pablo and Bansky were by your side. Then, on one quick run to the toilet, you found a door half-open. You knew you shouldn't, but you found yourself pushing it.

It was messy and it made you chuckle and shake your head. Willy was the master of doing stuff at the last minute. That and the whole thing with Bansky... You could imagine him running around and just throwing stuff out of the wardrobes trying to find the perfect outfit. It made you smile. But something caught your eye. A blue hoodie was discharged in the middle of the bed, still with marks from being folded in the wardrobe. You stuttered before grabbing it. Pulling it close to your nose, you noticed the faint smell of him, of his clothes. "Do you think he'll be angry, Pablo?"

The dog shook his head as if he was answering you. "No? I'll leave it here before he comes. Won't bother much"

You put the hoodie on, getting a warm feeling in your belly. You were his special friend. You talked every day, you said good morning and good night, and he had even started sending you embarrassing reaction selfies and photos of this you may like. It was getting serious, right? Wearing his hoodie while watching his game as you took care of his dogs at his house... Fuck.

You ran back to the sofa and tried to not give much more attention to the topic. It was okay. Everything was fine. It wasn't as if you were head over heels for him. Tss.

Willy opened the door expecting his dogs to come to say hi. But he was only welcomed by the faint sound of the TV.

Lost. They had lost and he was tired as hell. But the moment he stepped out of the ice, he remembered you were at home waiting for him.

He took his shoes off and discharged the bag in the hall, then walked to the living room and his heart stopped. His blanket, his hoodie, his dog, his favourite pillow... You were sleeping at his, lips half open and soft snores filling the room. The TV was low and they were replaying parts of the game. Banksy was sleeping cuddled to you and Pablo had taken the place at your feet. They were carefully covered and his heart warmed at the thought of you making sure they were warm before falling asleep. The night was ending much better than he thought, the only problem was that now he didn't know what to do.

He walked slowly and Pablo woke up. "Tight sleep buddy?" The dog said hi while Banksy woke up. He also said hi and moved a bit when Willy sat on the edge of the big sofa. You stirred in your sleep and brushed your eyes.

"That's so cute" Willy whispered mostly to himself.

Your eyes shot open and you sat straight against the corner of the sofa. "Willy. I fell asleep. Wow. It's so late" You said without even checking the time.

He smiled softly. There was something overcoming him. The was something telling him to pull you closer, to make you his, to finally ask the question. But you pouted and he forgot for a second.

"I'm sorry for the game. You guys did such a great job"

He shrugged. "It's fine, more will come"

You reached to slowly caress his hand, stroking your finger over his cheekbone. He looked exhausted. "I'll get going. You are tired and so are the guys."

You tried to move, but his hand on your leg stopped you. "W-wait a second" He decided to start a stupid conversation so he would have you longer in there. "Everything was fine, right? No problems"

"Nop, they both ate their dinner and Banksy had the medicine" You said with a cute smile.

Fuck it. He thought. Then, he cupped your cheeks, both hands firmly grabbing both sides of your face and his fingers curling around your ears and your hair. You panted softly and your eyes fell on his lips, enough for him to know that it was alright.

The kiss was soft, his lips carefully moved with yours and his tongue made a delicate job to part them. It was nice and slow, you had given yourself the privilege to run your hands over his hair, still a bit wet from the shower. Willy was great at kissing, or maybe it was just you that had been desperate to feel it. But when you both pull back, it was as if time hadn't passed. You bushed your nose with his and pecked his lips softly. The grin that appeared on them showed nothing but pure happiness.

"Don't go, please"

You felt your heart hammering hard in your chest.

"Do you want me to stay?"

"After a shitty game and finding you on my sofa, wearing my hoodie and with my dogs, the only thing that I want is to put some film and cuddle here with you"

You sighed in pure joy and kissed his cheek. "Go and get your pyjamas, then"

Willy smiled too and ran to obey you and be back as soon as possible.

You were left alone and took the opportunity to take a deep breath, then, you looked at Pablo and squeezed him. "Thank you, thank you, thank you" Only because of him, you were the happiest girl on Earth.

When you had your first time together.

You sighed and ran your fingers throw your hair. You had been out with Willy and his friends from the team. Still, you were just his friend. Willy's friend. The one that cuddled with him after games, went out for dinner on random nights, texted nonstop. The one that would sleep at his because yours was far from the bar you had been at.

"All good?" He asked laying a hand on your waist. You nodded and forced a smile. "Sure? Was it the drinks? I told you to not have that thing Michael orders. It's a bomb" He chuckled.

You kissed, cuddled, had long make-out sessions, and clearly had feelings for each other,... But that was it. What was it?"

"YN" You hadn't noticed he has walked away. "Do you want something?"

"Willy"

When you called his name in that serious tone, he stopped walking and looked at you. "What?"

"What are we?" Your voice came out in a whisper. He could barely hear you.

Silence filled the room for long seconds. What were you? He was okay with this, with how things were. But he clearly wanted more. It had been months already but he didn't know what you wanted. Should I ask?

"W-what do you want us to be?"

You sighed and crossed your arms. "To be honest? I want to be your girlfriend."

Willy's head turned. He almost had to grab the closest furniture.

"M-my girlfriend?"

"Yes, Willy."

"Fuck" He breathed out. "I want you to be my girlfriend. Fuck yes. I really do"

A smile broke on your lips.

"Then?"

"Then what?"

"What are you waiting for?"

He laughed and crossed the room. It was quick. Only a second later he had you under him on the sofa, heavy body pressing yours down in the most delicious way.

The kisses were deep and slow. By now, you had already had enough make-out sessions to expertly kiss.

Willy's mind was foggy. You. His girlfriend. His sofa. Your dress hooked up in your hips. You soft hums on his mouth. Those fingers pulling his hair. Fuck.

He pulled back from your lips and kissed his way down to your chest. It was unbelievable. Finally, you were doing this.

The moment he pushed in you the prettiest sound left your mouth. You were pretty sensitive from the orgasm he had just given you. Feeling him push in you so deeply and smoothly made you want to scream. But his lips caught yours and he swallowed the moans.

It was slow and deep, he completely took the hit when you said harder. Willy hooked your leg up and grabbed into the sofa, giving you exactly what you were asking for.

"Oh fuck, Willy" You muttered on his lips. "Fuck, fuck...".

"Yes, baby. I feel it too" He groaned and kissed you hard, tongue and teeth making the kiss messy.

It hit like lighting. Maybe it was the pent-up tension or that you were made for each other, you didn't know, but Willy made you feel like no one had and you almost lose yourself to it. Your head fell back and a loud moan filled the room.

"Yes... You feel so good around me, baby. I'm gonna..."

With a last hard and deep thrust, Willy collapsed on you, nuzzling on your neck and basically begging to be held. Which you did. You hugged him with arms and legs, keeping him impossibly close.

You were both sweaty and probably the sofa would need a good cleanup, but who cared?

"Is it always going to be like this?" He asked with a funny voice.

"I hope so. I haven't waited for months only to get less" You teased.

Willy lifted his head from your neck and kissed your lips. "I wasn't sure if you wanted me as much as I wanted you"

You smiled and brushed his red cheeks. "How could I not?"

When you had your first fight.

"Willy"

He sighed and dried his palms on his trousers.

"YN... Look..."

"There is nothing to look at. That's the fucking problem." You groaned and got up.

"How can you say that?"

"Say what? We don't go out anymore. We don't go on dates. We only stay here or at yours and watch TV" You complained while picking the plates. "Now your whole family is coming to the game and you don't want me to go"

Willy clenched his jaw. He was clear when he told you. He thought it would be easy to understand.

"I got you tickets for you and your friends"

"Yeah, right next to the fucking glass. On the other fucking side of the ice."

"I gave you amazing tickets!"

"I don't want amazing tickets!"

At this point, you both had raised your voice too much.

"Then what the fuck do you want?!"

"To be there with your family! To meet them!"

"You know..."

"Alex. I only know Alex." You cut him quickly.

Silence fell between you too. You were leaning against the counter and Willy was on the table. Both of you had crossed arms and were avoiding looking at the other. You had only been officially a couple for three or four weeks. But many things had changed.

"You don't want me to meet them, is it?"

Willy looked at you. "No. No, it's not. How did you get that in your head"

You sniffed and your arms fell at your sides.

"I- I don't know." You harshly dried a tear. "Since we got together you barely take me out. I suggested many plans. I have told you a thousand times to go out. But you don't want to. Not even to walk the dogs. We were great together before and then we... We stopped." You said defeated. "At first you wouldn't make a move and now you hide me. Do you really want to date me?"

His heart broke in a million pieces. Willy couldn't argue anymore. He got up and slammed his phone next to you. "Check the screenshots" and then walked away.

You felt dumb when he left you alone in your kitchen and flinched a bit when you heard him push something around in the living room. It had only been a pillow.

With shaky hands, you grabbed the phone and went to the gallery. On the screenshots folder, you scrolled down until something caught your eye. Comments from Instagram and tweets. There were pictures, people saying he had a girlfriend, rude comments, and more pictures... Some were of you both, then a couple more from the last roadie when you stayed with the dogs, another one of you walking out of the arena on his jersey, you two walking down the street, you two having dinner... She is ugly; Where did he find that?; Say whatever you want, but I would fuck Nylander's girlfriend; This is why he has performed so poorly; He is not enough of a man for a pretty thing like that; She looks so ordinary; I'm sure he could do better; Another gold digger...

You walked to the living room. Your whole body was shaking. Willy was on the sofa, head on his hands and eyes on closed.

"William" You muttered.

He looked up. You never called him William.

"F-for how long has this been going on"

"Since that night when we went to the cinema" He said.

"What?" That had been your first date as a couple.

"Someone saw us and the rumours started. Then they kept posting photos of us"

"B-but how..." You were confused because you hadn't seen anything. "I didn't know"

"I made sure of that. I'm sorry, but I grabbed your phone after you fell asleep one night. I went down your followers and blocked anything related to us. I'm glad your accounts were already private before. It would be messier. And I got some help from people on the team. There are no articles or stuff like that. It's only on the internet for now" He ran his fingers over his blonde hair. "I'm sorry. But I got scared."

You blinked the tears making your sight blurry.

"Why didn't you tell me? You went all over my phone? Willy..."

"I know. I was scared. I didn't want you to see that shit and decide to leave me. I know it's a lot to carry. That's why I don't want you with my family... They already know who you are, if they see you there they'll see it's serious and... I don't know for how long I can keep them..."

You walked slowly and flopped on the sofa next to him.

"I don't care about what they say about us. I know it's not real" You muttered. "But... If your solution is to hide you are with me..."

Willy looked at you. "I don't want to hide you. I just don't know how to do this better. I haven't been with someone I loved this much"

You saw stars behind your eyes when he whispered the last part.

"Y-you love me?"

Willy nodded. "That's why I did all of this. I know it's not an excuse"

You reached and touched his back, softly travelling up to his neck and then pulling him to your side. He cuddled to your side and leaned his head on your chest.

"I love you too, Willy. And... if you feel it's too soon... I won't go. But... It's the right moment. I want to meet them all, I really want to..."

Willy pulled you closer. "I'm sorry..."

You kissed his forehead and cupped his cheeks. You made him look at you and then softly pecked his lips. "Is it too soon?"

He shook his head. "Haven't we been here for months already?"

"Have we?"

He nodded. "I knew you were the one the moment I saw you"

"You are cheesy"

He chuckled a bit and dried your tears. "I'm sorry for hiding this, going through your phone and everything... I didn't want you to get scared of my life."

"I can take it. We'll do it together. Just... Could you talk to me next time? There is a better solution than going through someone's phone in the middle of the night."

"I really love you, YN"

"I really love you too, Willy"

"I'll change your ticket for-"

You cut him with a slow kiss.

"Can I wear your jersey?"

"I would be really sad if you didn't"

#william nylander #willy nylander #wn #fic #nhl #5times

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kiyoko18s-writing-corner · 8 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Characters: Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Derek Hale, Derek Hale and Scott McCall's Pack Members Additional Tags: 5 Times, Pack Mom Stiles Stilinski, Kidnapping, Attempted Kidnapping, Fluff and Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, A smidge of smut at the end, Panic Attacks, Light Angst, Humor Summary:

Pretty much exactly what it says in the title.

#sterek #teen wolf #werewolf #5times #stiles stilinski #derek hale #scott mccall #derek x stiles

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themculibrary · 10 months

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5+1 Times Stony Masterlist

5 Times Bucky Thought Tony Was Good For Steve +1 Time He Told Him (ao3) - Anonymous T, 6k

Summary: To say Bucky is unimpressed by Stark would be an understatement.

It isn’t that he dislikes him. It’s more that he’s a brand of indifferent that curdles with disdain on the rare occasion that Bucky catches him on the TV: Stark is glib and crass in a way his father never was, and he wears suits like he’d slipped out of the womb clad in Armani.

So it’s a surprise when Bucky moves into the Tower and finds that Steve actually gets along with the guy.

5 times people realize Steve and Tony are in love (+1 time it finally hits them on the head) (ao3) - beyondmyreach T, 5k

Summary: What it says on the tin.

The Avengers looked between Steve and Tony, and wondered despairingly how could they not know.

5 Times Steve Was Insecure, + 1 Time Tony Was (ao3) - kenzithewriter E, 3k

Summary: 5 times Steve was insecure, starting with joining the Avengers, and continuing over time as his relationship with Tony progresses, and then +1 of Tony being insecure with Steve.

5 Times Tony Had Steve's Back, and 1 Time Steve had Tony's (ao3) - itsallAvengers T, 25k

Summary: As it turns out, Steve gets himself into a lot more shit than you would think. And for some reason, it's always Tony who ends up saving his sorry ass.

Affection (ao3) - MaidenofIron157 steve/tony E, 17k

Summary: Five times Tony Stark's exhaustion gets the better of him, and the one time someone decides it's time he use an actual bed.

Bonuses: Hulk, Tony's 'Bots, and Loki, as well as a chapter explaining the aftermaths of each cuddling session

Five Times Tony Stark Misjudged Steve Rogers (and One Time He Didn’t) (ao3) - sweatervest M, 5k

Summary: There’s plenty of weird shit to deal with after fighting aliens, like “How Does One Dispose of Alien Remains Without Poisoning the Water” and “Wow Insurance Companies Are Really Not Equipped for This,” but Tony suspects that “Steve Rogers is Actually Very Funny” and “Steve Rogers is a Stealthy Bastard” probably shouldn’t be as close to the top of the list as they are.

Timeline runs from after Captain America: The First Avenger to just after Avengers: Age of Ultron.

Five Times Tony Stark Talked Himself Out Of Trouble (And One Time He Couldn’t Quite Manage It) (ao3) - rainproof T, 15k

Summary: “Trouble” might not be Tony Stark’s middle name, but on most days it felt a hell of a lot more appropriate than “Edward”.

Friends with benefits? (ao3) - Hotaru_Tomoe E, 12k

Summary: Five times Steve and Tony have casual sex and avoid having an adult conversation, and one time they don’t.

if I time it right, the thunder breaks (when I open my mouth) (ao3) - nanasekei N/R, 11k

Summary: “You know,” Tony mumbles, because Tony never stops talking. “When you say shit like - like that, it’s… It’s hard.” His voice is slurred now, his eyes closed, as if he’s not even sure he’s still saying anything aloud. “Because I know I should believe you, but I – I wanna believe it so bad, so fucking much, that it feels like I shouldn’t. Like, the second I believe it, the other shoe’s gonna drop, and you’re gonna find out you don’t mean it.”

Or: Five Times Steve told Tony he loved him, and one time he didn't need to.

I'm A Grown-Ass Man (ao3) - Not Applicable (not_applicable) M, 3k

Summary: or, 5 Times Steve Carried Tony and 1 Time Tony Didn't Mind. At all.

oh baby I can't even explain (ao3) - muchmoremajestic T, 10k

Summary: Prompt: Steve and Tony dance around each other, wanting to ask each other out on a first date, but things keep getting in the way from the random invasions on campus to each of them being nervous/getting in their own way.

Or: The five times Steve and Tony tried to ask each other out, and the one time they finally got it together.

shadows of the mess you made (ao3) - ithinkiwannamarvelyou G, 2k

Summary: Every time he closes his eyes, he's brought back to the night in Siberia, the way Tony threw his hands up over his head, right before Steve brought the shield down. Sam and Nat are nice enough to ignore the way he wakes up with a jolt, gasping at the memory of his shield slicing into Tony's armor.

(5 times steve wanted to call tony + the 1 time he was able to)

Territory Negotiations (ao3) - Desiderii E, 20k

Summary: The Kill for a Cuppa is the the number-one parahuman stomping ground in the city. For Tony, a feral, it's one of the only neutral territories he's willing to frequent (where frequent means both drink coffee and nap on the couch as well as proposition likely strangers for a quick fuck in the alley). When his attempt to publicly seduce a gorgeous golden tabby named Steve Rogers backfires, Tony is forced to decide how far past 'lust' and into 'the real Tony Stark' territory he's willing to go.

(A the Avengers are catpeople who work in a coffee shop AU that is, more or less, subtitled Five Times Steve Rogers Left Without Tony Stark, and the One Time He Didn't.)

The Five Stages of Losing You (ao3) - MarvelousMenagerie (HiddenOne) M, 8k

Summary: Tony didn’t think he was supposed to like the man his boyfriend was cheating on him with, but turns out that liking Bucky Barnes wasn’t the problem.

The 5 stages of grief as Tony loses one relationship, +1 as he gains another.

When I think about you (ao3) - sirona E, 11k

Summary: Five times someone saw Steve sass the hell out of Tony and one time Tony finally bought a clue. Also known as the story of Captain Sasspants more than handling his own with Tony Stark at his most devious.

#themculibrary #mcu #marvel #stony #steve rogers #tony stark #5times #5times masterlist #masterlists

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muslim-world · 3 months

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#allah is kabir #islam #islamicquotes #the quran #people #peace #guidance #prophet muhammed pbuh #habits #duaa #allah #sujoood #salah #5times

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eric-sadahire · 3 months

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Just got kicked out of the karaoke bar for singing Danger Zone five times in a row...

apparently, I exceeded the maximum number of Loggins attempts.

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zakirnaikpersonal · 2 years

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What does it take to be a True Muslim? If Muslims Pray 5 Times a Day then why do the Christians & Others do not pray 5 Times a Day? - Dr Zakir Naik

#Muslim #Pray #5Times #Day #Christians #Zakirnaik #Drzakirnaik

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green-alien-turdz · 6 months

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It wouldn't be livin with grandma if the place didn't reek of mold, moth balls, potpourri, and cat turds.

#south park #sp fanart #fanart #my art #tweek tweak #craig tucker #sp creek #also I KNOW tweeks hair style changes like 5times leave me alone #this is also just a look into my whole tweek living with his gma hc once his parents get arrested

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“They Will Say That I Have Shed Innocent Blood. What’s Blood For If Not For Shedding? With My Hook For A Hand, I’ll Split You From Your Groin To Your Gullet. I Came For You.” Do You Dare Say His Name 5 Times? Candyman Was Released On This Day Back In 1992! Check Out The WildKardStudios Website…Link Is In The Description! #wildkardstudios #tinyterrorsgallery #tinyterror #candyman #bees #hook #murdered #revenge #justice #slavery #love #thriller #5times #mirror #movie #film #horror #icon #iconic #art #artist #paint #watercolor #traditional #popculture #october #website #checkitout https://www.instagram.com/p/CjzSjrCuhE1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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cachocabraa · 2 years

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love when mob does that little subtile ":)"

#Feliz mob miércoles #mob psycho 100 #I think i re made this like 5times #But i think it turned out fine!!#I want to watch s3 so baaad #Mp100 #shigeo kageyama #digital art #art #fanart

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unluckyhoneybee · 2 years

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5 times with Mick Schumacher.

Five times that defined your pregnancy and new parenthood with Mick. Fluff.

Note: Requested. It's gonna be a baby boy because Mick gives me the older boy younger girl vibes.

Ps: Oh the baby fever.

It's a 1 single part thing.

Warning: mentions of unplanned pregnancy; young mum; mentions of birth.

First time: when you told him.

Everything was new. Mick and I hadn't been dating for long. Not even a year. So when I took the test at my best friend's house and it came positive, my world broke into pieces. We were young, we had only been dating for a few months and his career was starting now.

"Can you come over? I-I want to tell you something"

He was scared when he arrived, hugged me with shaky hands and barely kissed me.

"Mick, there is something I need to tell you" I said sitting in front of him in the sofa. I had cried a lot during the day and I had a bad headache.

"D-do you want to break up?"

I needed a minute to register what he said.

"No..."

His face lit and he sat closer to me, grabbing my hands.

"Then"

"I-I'm pregnant" I barely whispered.

He gasped and looked at you with big blue eyes.

"W-what?"

"I'm sorry"

He jumped when I broke down crying and hugged me.

"No, no. Don't be. Don't be, baby. It's not your fault"

I sobbed on his shoulder, clinging hard into his clothes.

"Baby, no... Don't cry. Listen to me. We will solve this." He kissed my temple over and over again and I felt myself calming. He pulled me to his lap and cuddled me tight on his chest.

We waited in silence until both of us had calmed enough.

"Hey..."

I looked up at him. He was slightly pale and his hands were shaking.

"It will go well. You'll see. We will talk through this. We have some time yet. We can see what is better for us. I love you and I won't leave you alone in this"

"I love you so much"

Second time: the first ultrasound and the heartbeat.

I had Mick's hand on mine. We were in the waiting room on that clinic Corinna had recommended us.

We had talked about it. We had talked to our families and closest friends, trying to get all the advices and points of view as possible. We were young and it was a big thing. But we had decided to keep it. We were sure and everyone had been supportive. Money wasn't a problem and the baby would sure had a good life, we would just need to make some career sacrifices, but nothing that couldn't be done later.

I was nervous. It was the first real ultrasound, they would tell us if the baby was okay. At seven weeks, the baby was really small, I was barely showing, but the heartbeat should already be there so I was nervous and excited.

I was playing with Mick's fingers and he looked at me.

"You look perfect." He whispered.

I rolled my eyes. He was head over heels. He had nothing but sweet words for me now.

"Don't put that face. You do."

"YN YSN"

A nurse called me. I breathed deeply and Mick kissed my cheek. "Let's go, babe"

We got to the room and the doctor smiled at us.

"Hi, YN. You must be Mick."

"Yes. Nice to meet you"

"Congratulations"

Mick nodded politely. "Thank you"

"Fine. You can sit, YN. And lift your t-shirt. Mick you can take that chair."

As the doctor asked about symptoms, how the pregnancy felt and other stuff, Mick slides his hand to my shoulder, and when she finally got closer and put the gel on my belly, he grabbed my hand.

"Are we ready?"

I nodded.

She pressed the machine to my belly and started moving it. She spent some minutes trying to look for the baby, worry growing on my chest and Mick's hand tighter on mine.

"Oh! Baby was hiding a bit!"

I let a breath out and Mick kissed my cheek.

"Well, meet your baby." I finally saw the shape she was pointing at. "This would be the head and this..."

I stopped hearing. My eyes filled with tears and I had to cover my mouth. It was the right decision. I wanted this with Mick.

"YN, babe. Hey..." He cleaned my tears.

"Sorry, the hormones..." I said chuckling.

Mick kissed my cheek.

"Everything seems correct. Let's hear the heartbeat."

Mick's grab on my became tighter. If there was no heartbeat...

The doctor worked on it and suddenly...

"Oh wow..." Mick giggled.

It could be heard perfectly. Tum-tum, tum-tum. That was the first real thing we had from our baby.

"It's strong. The baby is healthy."

Mick pressed his head against mine and looked at the screen. That was our baby.

The doctor left me to get cleaned while she spoke to Mick, him asking a lot of questions because he was super worried.

"Yes. We will check her during the pregnancy, so I will tell her when she should stop traveling. Don't worry about that"

"And the nausea? She is having a hard time"

"It will go in a few weeks. Try to give her some ginger tea. It helps"

"Nice, thanks."

My heart was beating so fast. We had only knew for three weeks, but he was already the best dad and boyfriend.

I hugged his side and he showed me what the doctor had given him.

"It's the baby" She had given him a copy of the ultrasound.

"Oh, thank you very much"

"So I can have them in my wallet when I'm away"

Third time: the first kick.

He was there, on the points again only a week after. I was covering my mouth, a big smile on my face and tears on my eyes. Louise, Kevin's wife, and Laura were with me watching the end of the race.

By instinct I rested my hand on my belly, bigger now, enough to show on my sundress.

I saw Mick walking to us, big smile on his face and helmet hanging on his hand.

"Babe!"

I went and hugged him, who grabbed me and spun me around.

"I'm so proud of you" I cupped his cheeks and kissed him. And suddenly, I got that weird feeling again. It had happened twice already, but know you were sure what it was.

"Mick. Mick, hey."

"What?"

I took his hand and pressed it to my belly.

"Wait"

It didn't took long. The baby kicked then and both of us gasped with a smile.

"It's him?"

"Yes, I think so. I have felt it during the whole day, but it's getting stronger" I said softly as I looked at his hand on my belly. It was so big compared to mine and I couldn't stop thinking about how baby Hugo would look on them.

"Is Hugo kicking?" He asked a bit incredoulous.

"Yes, babe" I looked down. "Baby Hugo is so happy because Dad is doing so good, right?"

He kicked again and Mick dropped on his knees.

"Hi, Hugo. Um- I did it for you. Because I knew mum and you were here and I wanted you to feel proud of me. You are still in mum's belly, but I want you to see me on TV and be you favorite driver. Just like Granpa is mine."

A tear fell down my cheek as I touched his hair.

"Oh baby"

"I love you both. Too much. A lot."

"Mick! YN!"

Mick jumped.

"Hey, Seb!" He gestured the older driver to get closer. "Hugo is kicking!"

Some people around cheered and congratulated us, making Mick glow in happiness.

Seb hugged me and asked for permission before touching my belly.

"Can't wait to meet the third generation"

When Seb left and Mick hugged me, he whispered on my ear:

"Seb will be the God-father, right?"

Forth time: When the baby met Angie.

Slightly in pain, I sat on the sofa.

"Hey, Angie. Look what Mum and Dad did for you"

I giggled when Mick knelt on the floor, Hugo wrapped in a blanket and sleeping on his chest.

Angie walked closer and sniffed the air.

"Come here, sweetie. Come and meet Hugo"

The dog took some cautious steps more and her nose touched the blanket.

Hugo moved and Angie took a step back.

"It's okay. He is just a baby. Come here. You have to take care of him."

Angie finally got closer and Mick laid Hugo on his lap. The dog sniffed the baby and looked at Mick.

"He is cute, right?"

I was tired, almost falling asleep on the sofa but wanting to keep my eyes open to see what I had in front of me.

Angie howled a bit and tried to lick Hugo's face.

"Oh no, Angie. Soon. He is to young now"

Mick was so tender. The way he treated Hugo had been nothing but perfect. Now he was there with Angie and was looking at Hugo as if he was the most precious thing in the world, and I had nothing to do but cry a little.

"You will play with him a lot, right?"

Angie barked as if saying yes. Poor Hugo got scared and whined.

"Oops. It's okay, Hugo. It's just Angie. You will be besties soon" He cuddled Hugo on his chest and looked at me with a smile. He was the happiest. It could be seen on his eyes.

Fifth time: his first Father's day morning.

"Shhhh. Baby you will wake Dad"

Hugo was grabbing my hand, clumsily walking and babbling as we got closer to Mick's and I room. On my other hand, I had a little gift for Mick.

I opened the door and Hugo giggled.

Mick as sleeping with Angie on the bed. He was shirtless and his hair was messy. He looked so perfect.

"Dad"

"Yes, baby. Let's go and wake Dad"

I walked Hugo to the bed, he wast that good at walking to go alone. I put the gift down and helped Hugo up on the bed.

Mick moved a bit and Hugo giggled. He had grown so much and was a mini Schumacher. He looked so much like his family, it was insane. Seb was so right. A third generation by all terms. Looks, personality...

Hugo jumped on Mick and Mick woke up scared.

"Dad!"

"Oh buddy! You scared me"

"Dad! Dad!"

I knelt on the bed and leaned to kissed Mick.

"Happy Father's day! For the first time!"

He laughed and hugged us close, kissing our cheeks.

"Thank you very very much."

Hugo giggled and pinched Mick's cheeks. I laid on his side and and kissed our baby's chubby face.

"Wanna give dad his gift?"

"Yes!"

"Oh baby, you didn't need to"

"Shh"

I gave him the box.

"Okay, do you want to help dad?" Mick

Hugo helped Mick with the paper, leaving the bed covered in little pieces. Angie was also there, observing and waiting as the good girl she was.

"Oh" Mick said.

Hugo and I had done it together. It was a little clay pendant, painted in blue and with our fingerprints. It had been a bit difficult and we had tried so many times, but it was cute.

"It both of you?"

"Yeah. So you can always have us with you"

Mick cupped my cheek and kissed my lips.

"I love you baby. It's the best Father's Day gift."

"Dad!"

"Kisses for you too"

Mick grabbed Hugo and kissed all over his face, making the boy laugh hard.

Hugo made him stop. Mick hadn't shaved in a bit and he was tickling him. Mick was so happy.

"Put it on"

I put the necklace on Mick and kissed his cheek. He smiled and me and then turned to Hugo.

"Hey Hugo. Wanna go and see grandpa?"

Same gift as in Danny's blurb for Mother's Day but I'm a sucker for little details with huge meaning so. Just give me a shitty necklace and I will keep it safe for my whole life.

#Mick Schumacher #dad!driver #Ms #Fic #Fluff #5times

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guyevic · 9 months

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his dog

#disco elysium #harrykim #kimharry #harry du bois #kim kitsuragi #i hope its the right french word because i rechecked it like 5times😨#de

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themculibrary · 2 years

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5+1 Things: Irondad Edition Masterlist

5 Times Anxiety Gets the Best of Peter and 1 Time He Doesn’t Let It (ao3) - hopeless_hope T, 6k

Summary: Anxiety doesn’t care that he’s Spider-Man. It still eats away at Peter Parker. Luckily, he’s got a Tony Stark on his side.

5 Times Everyone Thought Spider-Man was Iron Man's Favorite Superhero (ao3) - madasthesea G, 3k

Summary: And one time he actually admitted it.

AKA: Tony and Peter's relationship is so adorable, it keeps making the news.

5 times it wasn't a hug and the 1 time it was (ao3) - parkrstark T, 31k

Summary: 5 times it wasn't a hug and the one time it was.

Or...

The one where Tony has a habit of not-really-but-kinda-sorta hugging Peter and finally gets it right when it matters the most.

5 Times Peter Acted Like A Teenager And The 1 Time He Had To Be An Adult (ao3) - losingmymindtonight G, 8k

Summary: When Tony finds out that May had always wanted to do volunteer work, but hadn’t been able to because of her financial constraints, he pushes her takes a three-month stint abroad with the Red Cross during Peter’s summer break. He’ll handle the kid. How hard can it be, right? He’s probably the most precious child on the planet. -- Or, in which Tony forgets that Peter is a teenager and that, sometimes, teenagers suck.

5 times peter clung to tony (ao3) - parkrstark T, 27k

Summary: …and the one time tony clung to him.

5 Times Peter Didn't Say He Was Struggling…And The One Time He Did (ao3) - Bladam_Shevine T, 16k

Summary: Peter had a knack for keeping things to himself, causing an unnecessary amount of stress for a graying Tony Stark.

5 Times Peter Fell, and Tony caught him. And the 1 Time Tony didn’t. (ao3) - G, 35k

Summary: Peter has a nasty habit of falling. And Tony, bless him, will catch him every single time. Until the day he can’t.

5 times Peter fell asleep on Tony (ao3) - emavee G, 17k

Summary: …and 1 time he didn’t

5 times Peter is stuck with Tony (ao3) - iron_spider T, 29k

Summary: (...and one time he’s stuck alone.)

“I wonder if Pepper’s reported me missing yet,” Tony says, with an exaggerated sigh. “I wonder if this is some kind of scheme to kidnap me or something.”

“I think the ride’s just broken,” Peter says.

“Today of all goddamn days,” Tony says, exasperation clear in his voice and in his eyes. “Ruining our trip—”

“It’s not ruined,” Peter says. “Look, we’re hanging out."

“Real quality time,” Tony huffs. “Us, a few other trapped members of the general public, and a handful of animatronic pirates. Drunk pirates. Repeating themselves.”

5 Times Peter Made Tony Laugh Out Loud (ao3) - grilledcheesing T, 16k

Summary: ... and one time he did not.

Post Spider-Man: Homecoming — Tony is just trying his damn hardest to keep this reckless kid from Queens safe, but it's hard when Peter is, occasionally, ridiculous as all hell.

Five Times Peter Parker Pretended to Be Asleep (ao3) - blondsak G, 16k

Summary: ...and the one time he actually was.

Or: sometimes, faking sleep can work to your advantage. When it comes to trying to fool a certain genius, overprotective, superhero mentor, Peter finds this to be doubly true.

5 Times Peter Pretended To Be Tougher Than He Was (ao3) - grilledcheesing T, 26k

Summary: ... and one time he couldn't.

Or, Peter really, really wants to seem like he's got his Shit On Lock, and tells enough white lies to drive Tony up a damn wall.

5 Times Tony Didn’t Need To Worry About Peter (ao3) - grilledcheesing T, 13k

Summary: … and one time he certainly did.

SPOILERS for Spiderman: Homecoming.

5 times tony forgot peter was just a kid (ao3) - parkrstark T, 12k

Summary: …and the 1 time he didn’t.

Or the one where it was hard for Tony to remember that the kid fighting next to him was still just a kid.

Five times Peter Accidentally Called Tony Dad, and The One Time Tony Called Him Son. (ao3) - RikkiBarnes T, 14k

Summary: Five times Peter accidentally called Tony "Dad", and the one time Tony called him "son."

Five Times Peter Parker Pretended to Be Asleep (ao3) - blondsak G, 16k

Summary: ...and the one time he actually was.

Or: sometimes, faking sleep can work to your advantage. When it comes to trying to fool a certain genius, overprotective, superhero mentor, Peter finds this to be doubly true.

Five Times Peter Said “Sorry” to Tony Stark (ao3) - AgentNerd T, 16k

Summary: …and the one time he didn’t have to.

peter parker fainting like a victorian madame for ten minutes straight (ao3) - floweryfran, peterstank T,

Summary: “Wait, you’re not concussed or something, are you?”

“Nope,” says Peter.

May squints. “Get injected with weird substances?” Pauses. “Drink? Smoke weed?”

“May!”

“I won’t be mad! Just be honest!”

“I didn’t take drugs, oy gevalt.”

or: 5 times peter parker passes out in front of various friends and family members + the 1 time he passes out in front of tony (and tony flips his shit)

this was not in the job description (ao3) - hopeless_hope T, 5k

Summary: Sometimes Tony likes to check on Peter through the Baby Monitor Protocol. The results are usually amusing. (5 times Tony watches Peter through the Baby Monitor Protocol and 1 time he intervenes.)

#themculibrary #mcu #marvel #peter parker #tony stark #irondad #irondad masterlist #masterlists #5times

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