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colourstreakgryffin · 2 months

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AS PROMISED I HAVE COME BACK WITH A REQUEST IN MIND. AND YES IT IS HUSK RELATED (≧∇≦)/

so you know how cats come to you immediately when you say 'pspspspsppspspsps'? yeah, that. but with husk (๑˃̵　ᴗ　˂̵)و

look at the cute little miao miao with his popcorn ≧﹏≦

Big definitely doing this. Ommgg! That pic is so precious! Husk canonically hates his cat traits but not today, beloved! Anyway. Let’s get going and play around with Husk some more! Sorry, this is a bit short!

Husk- Pootie-Kitty

It’s so unbelievably cute… the soft purring, the fur ruffling

You respect the fact your boyfriend despises his current sinner’s cat traits and the cat anatomy he has but you can’t help yourself. You know you should and you know you shouldn’t do what he dislikes…

but then again, Husk is also not as mad about being cat-like at your hand as compared to any other person he knows trying to make him behave as the feline he is

“Husky! Husky! Pspspspspspspsp~!” After a few silent painful minutes of absolutely nothing whilst walking through the empty but colourful and magnificent hallways of the Hazbin Hotel, both yours and your boyfriend’s workplace, you decide to use the classic cat call to see if Husk will come out

Himself and his ‘owner’, Alastor had a big fight over being contracted to him and it caused Husk to hide away in pure utter rage and agitation and a pinch of fear over how bad the confrontation ended. Husk hasn’t come out from wherever he is for hours now. It’s already nighttime and you want to bring him to bed. You decided to let him have some time alone but it’s been way too long and it’s becoming concerning

He hasn’t given even a single bit of response to you, despite after you begun tinkling beer bottles, cooing out his name, offering him his favourite, snuggles. Everything that usually has Husk approaching you. He isn’t for it, just making your concern grow even stronger for him

He isn’t listening… so, you’re going to have pull out the big guns!

“Hussskyy~! Pspspspspspspsssppspsps! Come here, baby”

You aren’t sure where he came from or where he was but after a few more seconds, you paused in place in the middle of quite the long hallway in the redemption building and speaking out to literally the air. Husk came padding out from around the corner in a somewhat fast pace, his cute originally sharp thin black pupils of his nice glowing golden yellow eyes is now wide and rounded, his tall tip-fluffed ears drawn back like his big perked-up wings as if curious about what you’re going to do next

Just like a normal cat, Husk’s quickly padding over to you right after hearing the ‘psspspsps’ noises, as if a lightbulb was switched on. His hearing is quite strong, even at his human-technically elderly age, and whilst he could hear your voice from his little hiding spot clear as day

He didn’t want you to see him in his most weakest, vulnerable moment, out of shame, but right after he registered those sly little calls of yours, his cat instincts kicked in and he was walking out into the hallway against his wish. As soon as he stops before you, his conscious is back into control and his pupils shrink to ordinary narrowed thinner state

Even if Husk is annoyed when realising he just went full cat mode, he’s purring. You can hear the purring underneath his breath, he always purrs when you’re around and he purrs happily at seeing you again. His cute striped feather-tufted thin tail flicking a bit faster, almost on the verge of wagging

All of it is physical signs of how much he adores you and how deep in love he is with you. That, even whilst he despises having been courted into acting like a cat, though your intentions aren’t to embarrass him, he is most okay with you doing it

What is that you need to discuss? Is something going on? Is there snuggles involved?

“There you are, love. Is something wrong? I haven’t seen you since 1pm. I’m worried”

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deadghosy · 2 months

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I am in desperate need of more chibi!reader.

What if chibi makes mini cakes in their little mini kitchen and decorates them to the characters colors, and possibly flavor preferences?

Thanks if you do this

❤️ anon

AWW THATS SO CUTEEE!!!💗🦆

CUTE HEADCANNNONS ABOUT CHIBI!READER

WARNING: FLUFF💗🦆

You sometimes snuggle with husk as if he was a mother cat as he purrs having his arm over your small chubby body.

Imagine you and Angel having your own poses with Angel. You and Angel definitely have a whole bunch of photos which is so cool.

Imagine you and your bad ASS HOT PINK PRETTY PRINCESS CAR GOING FOR A JOY RIDE! with of course Lucifer beside you as he controls a toy car that has duck designs on it. I mean shittt you guys race as if you are depending your lives on it

Your car broke down…(Angel forgot to change the batteries for you) you sniffled “depressed” until Angel came back to shown you your new HOT GLAMOUR HOT PINK CAR WITH SPARKLES!?

Yeah….you definitely used it to run over someone’s toes as you smirked with your shades on like a badass bitch.

You have an easy bake oven…

NOW CMONNNN YOOU CANT LIE CHIBI! READER BE COOKIN OUT HERE😭

Literally the crew bought you a mini kitchen set and let you decorate it to your [aesthetic] as you smiled having your hands to your hips as you smiled at this.

Vaggie and Charlie sleeping with you beside them like a baby as you twitch 😭ima cry because that’s actually do adorable imaging a baby chibi reader who sleep so cozy to the point you wanna squish their cheeks.

You feed the crew your mini dishes from your mini kitchen which makes them smile at your effort. You accidentally burnt yourself but you huff with a determined squeak as you kept cooking for them.

You were the one who would put bows in alastor’s hair…and Alastor smiled softly at your affection towards him.

A chubby chibi reader who rubs their cheek against the cast’s thumbs with a soft squeak needy for attention for once as they were getting ignored.

A cute headcannon is that, the cast makes a Day schedule who youvwokd be with every week as it’s just fun tk see you come out of the person’s room with a new attitude and clothing choice.

You patted a toy duck thinking it was real as you made a “quack” sound with a squeak as it was heart aching to Lucifer as he grabs where his heart is and recorded the whole thing

You are having a bubble bath tired in a toy tub like I said before as Charlie coos at how cute you are as she scrubs your soft hair

Your favorite cartoon is hello kitty + SpongeBob as it showed how childish you are and were

I headcannon reader to waddle up against to sir Pentious to show how much you love him. That made him tear up a bit as he shows you off to his eggs

You yawn as you snuggle against anything….ANYTHING! You freaking name it-

You definitely get babied like a real baby but you don’t complain as you just be spoiled rotten by affection. They sure damn know

Imagine reader holding a small toy duck as they softly snooze. Like and there is a this ambience music in the background which makes the reader pass out faster.

Alastor has you on his desk as he makes a broadcast as a victim who tried to stomp on you has been murdered…not like you know anyways.

You are definitely the one people can’t leave for a minute as you would piss anyone off in a second. But you are so cute anyone could forgive you.

THATS ALL I HAVE FOR CUTE HCS🦆💗✨

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stvrniclo · 28 days

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"i don't wanna go, babe," you say stubbornly. chris had been invited to a party, and he was begging you, his girlfriend, to accompany him. you just weren't a party person though. social events were your worst enemy. you much preferred staying at home tucked warmly under your blankets with your stuffed animals watching tv, scrolling through tiktok, reading, doing whatever, as long as it didn't require you to have any interactions with anyone. except maybe your parents and chris. but that was it.

"please, honey bear," chris was trying his best to coax you, but you firmly shook your head. "i'm sorry, chris, but parties aren't my thing.."

"so?" chris spoke. "you'll be with me. you don't need to talk to anyone if you don't want to. just hang out with me."

"i'd much rather we hang out at home, love," you say, shrugging your shoulders. "no pressure, though. you can still go, if you want. i won't mind it at all, trust me."

"c'mon, you're no fun," chris says glumly.

"why, thank you, that makes me feel so much better!" you exclaim indignantly. "you're being really mean, y'know."

chris looks up at you guiltily, nervously running a hand through his hair. "sorry, ma, i didn't mean it."

"it's okay. i'm sorry, too. but i'm just tired and parties are really draining.." you trail off. chris places his hand over yours softly. "let's do something at home then, just the two of us, m'kay lovebug?" he says.

"okay," you reply. he sits down on his bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you closer as he places soft, warm kisses on your forehead and the top of your head. "what do you wanna do?" he asks.

"mm.. i dunno, anything," you say. yours eyes light up for a moment. "chrissy, can i put on one of your hoodies first? please?"

"okay," he nods his head, smiling softly at you in adoration. you make your way to his closet, open it, and rummage through the hundreds of hoodies that your boyfriend owns. well, maybe not hundreds. but lots of them. "ugh, i can't pick! there's too many."

"want me to help?" chris enters behind you and picks out a soft grey one for you to put on. as you put it on over your pink and white striped pyjamas you can't help but let out a little squeal at how warm it is. god, it even smells like chris, a subtle mix of sage and honeysuckle.

"you look cute, ma," chris grins playfully. "shame i'll have to take that off later."

"chris!" you say, feigning a disapproving tone, as a soft giggle slips past your lips.

"i'm just sayin' my truth, princess," he shrugs and puts his hands up as if in an attempt to surrender.

"you're so cute, baby," you say while you look adoringly up at him as the two of you stand amidst all of his clothes and things.

"i know," chris says earnestly. he adds, "not as cute as you, though." he boops your nose softly and lovingly kisses the top of your head, his warm hands wrapped around your waist.

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thank u soso much for reading !! js a lil blurb for my favie ˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ live laugh love christopher owen sturniolo <3

word count : 529

// requests r always open ⋆˚࿔

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wishfuldivine · 13 days

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The 141 taking their boyfriend Gaz out on a date but individually?

John takes him to a fancy restaurant. Ever the classic and old-school type of guy he really is, a reservation was made days prior at the most sophisticated yet popular restaurant in London. Gaz was all smiles, enjoying the time spent as they talked and talked for hours while eating the delicious foods. Their hands intertwined on top of the table. The Captain was happy with all of this. Gaz deserves this and so much more.

Johnny takes him to the zoo. Ever the animal lover, he walks around the place while holding his fellow sergeant's hand. He keeps babbling about the animals as Gaz also says his own inputs occasionally. He then teases Gaz about his similarity to an otter, which makes him giggle to no end. The Scot smiles widely and can't resist but press his lips on his forehead. Gaz deserves this and so much more.

Simon takes him to stargaze. It was at their secret spot up a hill. He drives through the many roads until they get there. He guides his sergeant out of the car and onto the hood, where they lay. They hold hands and make small talk, their eyes on the beautiful sky. And when Gaz smiles widely at that, Simon just brings him closer. His heart is full of love and warmth. It makes him feel so satisfied to see his sergeant like this. Gaz deserves this and so much more.

#kyle gaz garrick #john price #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #pricegaz #soapgaz #ghostgaz #gaz x everyone #call of duty #cod #fluff #cute fluff #out on dates #my fucking babies showing gaz some love #ali writes #oop almost forgot the other important tag #poly 141

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tomssexdoll · 9 days

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Haii :3 no clue if you already did this or not..but can you do a Bill Kaulitz smut fic of like Bill having a crush on the reader in class and they get assigned a project to work together on & they decide to do it at Bills house and end up doing the freaky freak freak 👅👅👅🔥🔥🔥

OOO YES

crush

PAIRINGS: Bill 2007 x Female reader

CONTENT: FLUFF + SMUT

SYPNOSIS: Bill has a MASSIVE crush on y/n and has for years, one day the teacher announces that she would be pairing them up for a group project, Bill hoped to be paired with y/n and was surprised when he was, multiple opportunities racing through his head. Y/N goes to Bill's house to complete and tension is filled in the air then they freak duh

A/N: this photo omg.

WARNINGS: dom!bill, sub!reader, p in v (missionary), fingering

I've had a crush on this girl called y/n for years, she transferred to our school in 2nd grade and when I first layed my eyes on her, I was in love. She had such beautiful features, beautiful doe eyes, silky smooth hair and smelled amazing.

Throughout the years I've been trying to get her attention, sometimes she'd laugh at the jokes I made, any little bit of attention she gave me made me fall for her even more.

The teacher announced in class that we'd be having a group project and that she'd he picking the pairs. I crossed my fingers, praying for it to be Y/N.

She called out the last set of pairs and my head flew up as I heard "y/n and Bill", I tried to act cool on the outside and I sat next to her casually, but inside I was freaking the fuck out, she was so beautiful up close, her eyes hypnotizing.

"Do you want to come to my house after school and complete it?" I said, stumbling over my words, her presence making me super flustered. She nodded and smiled brightly "of course! I'll meet you at the school gates at 3pm and we can walk together" her smile could make anyones day better, she was such a smart and kind girl, always caring for others.

We continued to talk for the rest of the lesson, getting to know each other. I was so mesmerised by her, staring at her in awe.

As the end of the school day rolled by, I saw Y/N waiting for me at the school entrance, her beautiful hair flowing in the wind. "Hey gorgeous" I smirked, tapping her shoulder. She turned around and blushed softly, "hey! Let's go!" she grabbed my arm and started to walk.

I noticed as we walked she was slightly shivering, the cold air getting to her. "Hey..take this" I smiled and took my jacket off, wrapping it around her shoulders, the black leather complimenting her.

"Oh! Thanks..." she chuckled nervously, obviously flustered. I grinned to myself, everything was going so well.

As we arrived to my house, I brought her to my room and set out all the things we needed. We laid on the bed and worked on the project, researching and discussing the topic, our teacher made us do our assignment about rocks and it was so boring.

After a while we took a break, watching a movie. I slowly wrapped my arms around her shoulder, pulling her a bit closer. Out of the corner of my eye I saw as she smiled softly, resting her head on me.

During the movie I placed my hand on her thigh softly, my thumb running the skin. "What are you doing?" She suddenly spoke up, my eyes widened and I retracted my hand "sorry! I just...I" I stuttered, scared that I had taken things too far.

"oh no it's ok Bill!" She giggled and kissed my cheek softly, wrapping her arms around my waist and resting her head on my chest.

I felt my cheeks get hotter, I had never been this close to her before. I noticed my pants tightening a little bit. 'Shit shit shit not now!' I thought to myself, hoping she wouldn't notice.

She moved her arm a little and brushed over my erection, earning a small gasp out of me. She turned her head up to me, a look of concern plastered on her pretty face "what's wrong? Did I do something?" she pouted, I chuckled and shook my head "no..uh..it's nothing" she nodded and sighed, moving her arm again and noticing the mountain in my pants.

"Bill..are you...?" She looked back at me again, her eyes wide. I sighed and nodded in defeat "I'm sorry gorgeous I just... I can't help it...you're so-" suddenly, I was interrupted by a soft kissed being placed on my lips.

My eyes widened in shock, slithering my hand around the back of her head and kissing her passionately. "Mm.." she moaned into the kiss, palming my cock.

I kissed her harder, my lips continuously smashing into hers as her hands teased my clothed cock.

My hands fell down to her hips, lifting her delicate body and flipping us over, her underneath me. I rubbed my hard cock against her leg, unbuttoning her shirt and slowly taking it off to reveal her black lacey bra, "fuck.." my lips made their way to her chest and neck, kissing and sucking softly.

"you're so beautiful" I murmured against her skin, my hands trailing to her back, she arched her back and I fiddled with her bra, clipping it off and revealing her gorgeous tits. I groaned softly and latched onto one of her nipples, sucking sweetly.

Soft moans escaped her lips as her back arched higher, I slipped my fingers down her shorts and into her panties, finding her wet folds and rubbing up and down, teasing her.

"fuck...Bill..." she whimpered "put then in.." she looked up at me, her eyes desperate and urgent, I smirked and slowly slipped 2 digits into her, stretching her pussy out. "Oh fuck!" she moaned softly as I curled my fingers against her g spot, "so tight...gotta make you ready for me..." I kissed her roughly, thrusting harder.

I felt her hands scratch at my back, the pain weirdly pleasuring, making my cock ache for her. "So hard for you baby..need to be inside you" I moaned into her ear, my breath hot against her neck.

"Please...I need you" she winced, her hands flying to my pants, tugging them down. I helped her and pulled them off, along with my boxers.

She stared in shock at my length, "is that gonna fit?" her eyes darting to mine, I chuckled "don't worry baby, we can stop if it's too much" I kissed her neck softly, pulling her shorts and panties in a swift move.

I aligned myself at her entrance, slowly pushing in and stretching her out more, "a-ah!" she moaned loudly, digging her nails in my back again, this time way harsher. I knew she would leave a mark but it was so worth it, having her here with me was all I ever wanted.

I finally bottomed out, retracting my hips and slamming back into her, creating quite a harsh pace. Snapping my hips forward to pound into her hole, my tip drilling into her sweet spot.

Her moans were like music to my ears, sweet melodies I could listen to forever. She held onto me tightly, legs wrapping around my waist and pulling me closer.

She leaned forward and kissed my neck softly, leaving little marks everywhere. "I've liked you for years y/n..you're so fucking sexy, so caring and kind" I grunted, slamming my hips into hers.

She smiled softly, "i-mm...i've liked you too..f-fuck..for a long time.." she said, speaking to the best of her abilities, my cock slamming in and out of her didn't make things any better.

I chuckled, "that's all I need to hear baby" I reached my hand down, tracing soft circles on her clit "cum f'me baby..be a good girl" I muttered, my thrusts getting faster, eager for my release.

I felt tension building up in my stomach and with a tight clench of her pussy I shot my cum into her, coating her walls with my thick load.

I continued to thrust into her, her orgasm slowly approaching, her tight pussy teasing me immensley. "Fuckk!" she cried out, clenching tightly one more time and cumming all over my cock.

I fucked our highs out, a little ring of cum at the base of my cock, I slowly pulled out, our shared fluids dripping out slowly onto my bed.

I quickly grabbed a tissue from my nightstand and wiped her clean, laying beside her and holding her close, kissing the top of her head gently. "When are we going to finish that project?" she giggled, looking up at me, I shrugged "tomorrow, I want you to be in my arms for now, that's all that matters" kissing her gently.

"Did you mean it when you said you've liked me for years Bill?"

"Yes of course, I've liked you since the day I saw you, I've never liked anyone else" I chuckled, a little embarassed.

"Well, I thought of you as a friend for a while, until 7th grade, something just changed.." she sighed "you were just different to the other guys, more respectful, super kind and caring, the day you gave me your jacket when it was raining heavily is a memory I'll never forget" she smiled brightly, I tangled my fingers in her hair, playing with it "i'm glad you feel the same way, I can't believe it took us until our last year of high school to finally be where we are" I whispered sweetly in her ear, caressing her back with my other hand.

E/N: SORRY IF THIS IS BAD I'M JUST REALLY TIRED TONIGHT

tags: @tomscumdump @itsmealaiah

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scarlet4rose · 11 months

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Sleepless without you

Jess Mariano x reader

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story: your boyfriend Jess wakes you up in the middle of the night cause he can't fall asleep, he's too busy thinking about you

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It´s 3 am and Jess lies awake in his bed. Every time he closes his eyes, he sees your face before his eyelids. He turns around in bed, but he can't get you out of his mind. Jess sighs, thinking about you all the time without you with him is driving him crazy!

When he dropped you off at your house at 10pm, you said you were super tired, so he didn't want to ask you if he could stay over. So he had decided to go to bed early himself too, but now he couldn't find any sleep no matter what he tried. Dammit! One thing was clear, despite of what he had set out to do he just had to see you!

A few minutes later, he had crept to your house in the dark of night and was now standing in front of your window. He knocks, at first gently, then louder.

"Y/n", he whispers your name and fervently hopes you hear him and have not yet fallen into a deep sleep. After a while he hears noises in your room and you open the window a crack.

"Jess?", your sleepy voice couldn't sound any sweeter to Jess and he starts to grin "Yes, it's me babe, as I live and breathe"

You open the window all the way to let him in and he doesn't let a second pass before he joins you in your room.

"What are you doing here?" you ask confused, "I thought we were both going to bed early?" Jess pulls his left leg through the window and is immediately right in front of you, he puts his hands on your hips and gives you a quick kiss on the cheek. "Change of plans, I guess."

"Oh nooo, Jess, I'm really tired," you sigh.

"Yeah, me too, angel"

"Then why the hell didn't you stay home in bed?"

Jess smiles guiltily and lets out a small chuckle "I couldn't sleep without you. I just... I couldn't help it, I had to come here to see you" Your knees go a little weak and you notice his gaze, which he hasn't yet taken away from you for a mere second.

You sigh again "Alright Jess, then stay, I guess" Jess leans in and kisses you deeply, he pulls away from you and then gives you a second kiss. he really can never get enough of you.

"Thanks, babe, I was hoping you'd say that" he then laughs suppressedly "Without your mercy, I probably would have died of insomnia tonight" you roll your eyes "Oh please! The way I see it, I'm the one now who's gonna die of insomnia tonight instead"

Jess shakes his head as he gently twists your body around so that your back is now pressed against his chest. He slowly walks you back to your bed in the corner of the room. "Nah, no way Y/N. You`re gonna get your sleep, I promise".

Standing in front of the bed, he slowly lowers you onto the mattress and pulls the covers over you before getting in bed himself. He wraps his arms around you and whispers softly "Y/N, angel, I swear I came here just cause I needed to see you. Needed to be with you, alright?" You can't help but smile while you lean back against him "Oh Jess, I guess you`re growing soft. My Jess, my poor Jess..."

Jess frowns slightly "whatever that means. I snuck out and came here to see my girl, that`s not... well- I thought you wanted to get some sleep. You wanna start arguing now?" You grin and turn your head around to kiss your boyfriend on the cheek

"No need to argue, baby, you´re the toughest guy I know, really. well, and...", you can feel his heart beating faster behind you, "and I love you"

Jess presses a kiss on your forehead and hugs you even tighter.

"I love you, too, Y/n"

you snuggel into him and the two of you drift off to sleep.

Good night ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

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dinoace2 · 4 months

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I had a cute little story idea so you all must deal with my sappy ass

This one's just some sweet short astarion comfort fluff bc I need more of that in my life

(AFaB Tav, referred to as She/Her, mention of periods. 575 words)

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They were more or less together at this point, mutual pining and spending all their time with one another, though neither said it aloud. Tav let him feed on her neck whenever he needed, though he would only do so if she offered first. This was rarely an issue, however, since she had a tendency to make this offer on a daily basis.

Lately, though, she hadn't. For the last several days, whenever the party retreated to their camp for some much-needed rest, Tav would immediately go straight to her tent and lay down.

Astarion paced outside of her tent, wondering whether or not to ask about it. Was she upset with him? Did he do something wrong? Was she finally fed up with him? No, no, that couldn't be it. Right?

After fighting with himself for a while, he slowly poked his head in, seeing Tav curled up around a pillow, her back to him. "Hello, darling...I just wanted to check in on you. Is everything alright?"

She paused, a low grumble in her throat. "...yeah. just been...I dunno...a bit extra tired. I'm okay."

That didn't sound okay. Tav was usually so strong, so energetic...this definitely wasn't normal.

He cleared his throat. "...does this, perhaps...have anything to do with my, ah...lack of feeding these last few days?" He paused, then shook his head quickly. "I-i would like to be clear, I'm not asking for it at the moment! I was simply...inquiring. Trying to gain an understanding, that's all." He chuckled. "Youre the one who always insists upon honesty and 'no more secrets', after all."

Tav paused then let out a long sigh, sitting up and giving the poor, strangled pillow a break. "...Sorry. I....its really rather silly...perhaps almost selfish..." she turned around, looking up at him from where she sat. "As much as I'd love to share right now, I've been losing enough blood as it is...im not sure it'd end well if I were to give up more."

Losing blood? His face paled, somehow more than usual. Was she injured? She didn't look hurt. He ransacked his memory to try and figure out when or where she could have taken such a hit, all the while looking her up and down for any physical signs of pain.

"I...oh dear...uh...if I may ask, what happened, darling? When did you get hurt? Did you fall? Did someone stab you? Who do I need to hunt down?"

Tav was quiet for a moment then let out a soft chuckle. "Im fine, Astarion...really, it's okay."

She...wasn't hurt? Then why was she...

...Oh.

Oh.

His cheeks flushed as bright as his eyes and he was quick to her side, pulling her into his arms. "Darling, why didn't you say so? I absolutely would have understood. You didn't have to hide that from me." He chuckled. "If anyone here knew a thing or two about blood, it would be me, don't you think?"

His comment drew a giggle from the tired warrior in his arms, and she snuggled up. "Thank you, Astarion."

The following days, the rest of the party noticed that Astarion was especially doting on Tav, (or at least more than usual,) being extra snuggly and, in some particular occasions, downright spoiling her. Despite her insistence that it wasn't a big deal, and he really didn't have to go so far, he was incredibly stubborn to ensure that his darling was as comfortable and happy as possible.

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Idk how to end it so

Thanks for reading! :]

#bg3 #astarion #baldur's gate 3 #astarion bg3 #bg3 astarion #bg3 fic #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #bg3 tav #baldurs gate tav #tav #cute fluff #astarion fluff

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creamymilkk · 2 years

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⋆·˚ ༘ * ♡. 🎒 Different Type Of Love 🎒 .♡

“Come on, come on and take me home. Please stay with me and don't you leave me alone. You drive me wild.”

༉‧₊˚ #Vance Hopper x reader

. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Vance Hopper and F!Reader.

༉‧₊˚ -Format: Fanfiction.

× &﹕Summary: You and Vance are head over heels for each other without either of you even realizing it. Until Vance fell. Literally.

×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): First Chapter of my fanfic! This is the playlist for the fanfic, so I do say to listen to the playlist while reading it. There’s some 70’s slang, here are the meanings “Don’t flip your wig! = Don’t be upset.”Casanova = a lady’s man” “foxy mama = a hot looking woman” “Later days = A form of saying ‘Goodbye.’” (proof read by @/alex-whitley-187)

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

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The one girl Vance always found very interesting always caught his attention. The blonde curls on his head and the beautiful blue ocean eyes of his made many girls fall in love with him on sight. Then there's his tendency to pick fights with anyone, no matter where or who they are. The way he truly never cared who he was fighting. Everyone knew him.

With all that, surely he could talk to a girl, right? Nope. He could never talk to you. Sure, he’ll stare at you. In class, in the hallways, in the lunch area, even when walking home. He just… like, loves you. I mean could anyone really blame him? It’s you. There was nothing he didn't love about you. With your beautiful silky smooth hair that shines in the sun, and your beautiful smile that warms everyone's heart. With how your hips swing when you walk, not to mention how sweet and kind you are. You’re perfect in his eyes. In terms of cheesiness, Vance is not the type who would think about these things. He just couldn’t help it, you’re truly his dream girl… but he always thought a girl like you would NEVER like a guy like him. Though… there’s always a small part of him that thought maybe you two had a future together.

You, on the other hand, always see Vance. I mean, everyone in town knew who he was. You already knew that he always gets into fights. You already knew how he has girls drooling all over him. Oddly enough, you never saw him go out with any of them, something that seemed weird to you. I mean he does look like the type that would just go out with a different girl Every. Single. Day. Just like the other girls, you also had a tiny (huge) crush on Vance. I mean how could you not find him at least somewhat attractive? You loved everything about him. Vance and you do live pretty close so you will always see him outside of school. Which for you is such an amazing opportunity to see how handsome he is. If he ever found out that you always look forward to seeing him he’d probably think you were weird. He probably already thinks that you’re a weirdo. I mean you already knew that there’s no way that Vance is the type of guy that would like a girl like you. But a girl can dream.

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1978

Your normal routine was to wake up, eat, go to school and sleep, then do it all over again. Nothing interesting ever really happened to you. I mean sure, you sometimes hang out with your friends, but those times quickly ended almost as soon as the conversation started.

It’s not that you dislike them. No, no, no, that’s far from it. It’s just, you didn’t know how to hold up a ‘normal’ conversation, though they do try to talk to you. They do try, but you kept pushing them. You just have that horrible habit.

But somehow someone did break that habit of yours. Jennifer. She really tried her best to be around you and be close to you.

She basically became your only friend, one that you somehow didn’t push away. That was one of your many problems. But as of right now, you were getting ready to head off to school. Your mom wasn’t here today, she was off at work. You quickly went outside and started to head off to school, only one thing, or person, can make your day.

That special person was… Vance Hopper. Yes, the guy with the puffy blonde hair. The one with anger issues. I mean, insult him in some way and you were on the ground with a broken nose, broken arm, and covered in blood. Yes, that Vance Hopper.

That handsome guy. He always walked in the same way, everyday. Which made you so happy! Walking to school? Yeah, that totally sucks ass. Walking to school, BUT stare at a cute guy? That made it all better.

Since you were just thinking about him, he appeared at the corner of the street right in front of you. You could only see his back and his curly blonde hair bouncing with every step. With his denim blue sleeveless jean jacket, white shirt, tight bright jeans that got wider at the bottom, and brown boots. You always adore how he dresses.

You arrived at school before you knew it. Then he was off with his own little friend group. You sighed. When you entered the halls there were so many people talking and crowded together, a few random couples making out in-front of their lockers.

Until you saw your own friends, like you said before you kinda had a habit of pushing away your friends. Well not just your friends, maybe some other people. You just couldn’t help it. They didn’t say anything since they had just given up on talking to you. Until you saw your Jennifer.

“Hey girlfriend! So how was your little walk to school?” She said while wiggling her eyebrows, clearly knowing what she was saying with that.

“Oh hush, it was boring like usual.” You say while dryly laughing.

“If you say so.” Jennifer said while closing her locker. “Are you still up for going to the diner?”

“Sure! After school, right?” You said.

“Yup, but you’re paying this time. Right now I have a dollar to my name.” She said while laughing.

“Right, Right. I guess it is my turn.” You answered while smiling.

“It totally sucks, too. I really wanted these cute shoes I was looking at.” she replied with a hint of sadness.

“Don’t flip your wig!” You rejoiced, smiling at her.

“Yeah, I guess you're right. Plus, that shows I need to be more careful with my money, '' Jennifer sang, laughing.

Just then the bell rang.

“I really should get going. If not, Mr. Smith will kill me for being late. Again.” You say with a sigh.

“Gosh, his class is so boring! Okay, cya.” Jennifer spoke while walking away.

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“Then he said I was late again?! Like sorry Mr.Smith, I just hate your boring class!” You ranted, chewing your lunch.

“Right?” Jennifer commented while eating her own lunch. “Anyways, you know Jerry right?”

“Uhh, yeah. The football guy?”

“Well, guess what?” The girl marveled grinning ear to ear. She placed her fork down and clapped her hands together.

“You know I'm bad at guessing.” You said while giggling at her.

“Yeah, you're right. Okay, so Jerry asked ME OUT!!” She beamed while shaking her hands and giggling.

“No way! I’m so happy for you!” You chimed. You stopped eating and looked into her eyes that were full of happiness and excitement. You really did feel so happy for her.

“So… enough about my love life.” She spoke while giggling, a higher pitched sound than before. You knew what she was going to say. When Jennifer does that you knew she was going to say something that you won’t like. “Did you ever try to talk to Vance?” Jennifer asked with a devilish grin on her face.

“Pfft, no! He probably has a girlfriend or is already talking to some girl…”

“What? No! Vance is too busy with his dumb game. He literally just got into a fight over that game.” Jennifer grumbled, rolling her eyes.

You already knew about the fight, since basically everyone has been talking about it for the past week. “I know, but every girl in town has a crush on him!”

“Maybe you can be the lucky one. Hm?” Jennifer said giggling and giving a goofy smile. “Vance, oh Vance! Your hair looks like a poodle and I love it!” She mimicked your voice and put hand to her forehead when she said the last part.

“Oh, hush! Most people have better ears than my mom!” You stated, trying not to laugh at her antics. “Right, sure.” she said, smirk still on her face.

“Plus, Vance is a Casanova. I mean just look at him!” You say while daydreaming about him. “That’s true but you're a foxy mama.” Jennifer joked while winking at you.

“Oh shut up you!” You said laughing at her comment. “Hey! It’s true.” Jennifer added while smiling brightly at you she was truly the best at making you smile.

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“Later days!” Jennifer spoked as she threw a peace sign at you. “Yeah see you later.” You replied while you were walking out of school. Playing with your hair you couldn’t wait to go with Jennifer to the diner later, though you still need to go and get your money.

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Vance walked quickly to catch up to her just to at least see her. One day you were walking a few blocks in front of him and he saw you playing with her hair. He was taking every little detail about you, the way your hair flew in the wind.

The way your hips swayed as you walked he really liked the outfit you were wearing today, it just made you look even more beautiful. He kept looking at you with basically hearts in his eyes.

Not looking at the ground since he was too busy looking at you. He fell on the hard Concrete floor. He grunted while letting out a small ‘fuck’. He saw you turn around looking right at him.

His checks turned into a light pink color. He saw you walking towards him. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck!’ He really wished this wasn't how you were really going to talk. All of his thoughts were quickly stopped, when you offered your hand to help him up. You giggled just a bit. He loved the way you giggled, “Hey, are you okay?” “I was better.” He said his cheeks were still light pink. “What’s your name?”

“It’s Vance… Vance Hopper.”

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milks-thoughts · 1 year

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hi it me, the best ROTTMNT writer to ever exist I know 😌

BUT I HAVE COME WITH AN ASK GRRR IM GOING TO DESTROY YOUR WRITER BLOCK

I need the turtles trying to teach their s/o something, and they stance is just a little bit off so they come up behind them to fix their posture and 😳 I'D KILL FOR THAT 😍😍😍😍

bye bye love you boo 💋 /p

PLEASE IM SO SORRY IF THIS IS OOC FOR MIKEY OR DONNIE- I DUNNO HOW TO WRITE THEM VERY WELL (blame Nick for their lack of episodes >:()

BUT YAYAYAY OKAY IMA TRYYY I HAVEN’T WRITTEN FOR THEM IN LIKE A YEAR OR TWO

this isn’t beta read! nor is it proofread- any mistakes are there now. there is no getting rid of them, they are part of the writing now. this is so short I’m sorry

tw: NONE ITS JUST HEART THROBBING FLUFF <33

Raph

“ can you teach me how to knit? “

That’s all you have to say before Raphs enthusiastically taking you to his room

Little did you know knitting is hard

you were trying your hardest at knitting, you really were! But you couldn’t get the movements right, and the needles were so hard to move. It was honestly frustrating. Your eyebrows furrowed together as you again attempted to start a chain, you didn’t know how Raph did it. Your thoughts were disrupted by his voice ringing out “ -you’re not doin it right, here let me show you! “ he would walk over to where you were sitting and leaned over you. His plastron hitting your head slightly. It didn’t bother you, since you were distracted by his big hands grabbing yours and leading your movements, his voice didn’t process in your ears as you tried keeping your blush down. You decided it was best to focus back in so you could do it without him leading your hands, has it always been this hot in here? it was probably just you. He eventually let go of your hands “ you alright? your face is all red, are you sick? “ you could only chuckle and shake your head “ I’m alright love “ you promised before going back to knitting, so what if you were purposefully accidentally messing up? you were happy to be spending time with him.

Leo

You were genuinely so excited when you found out he could skate

“ can you teach me!? “

Didn’t even think about how hard skating is

You didn’t take in account that even when walking you kept falling over, so on wheels? Forget it your ass is grass. a few hard falls and scrapped knees later you eventually could balance on it. Trying to get going was the hard part, you brought your foot down and completely fell off. you landed on your rear-end so at least you weren’t bleeding again “ that must’ve hurt wheel bad “ you glared up at him, but your brows lifted as you chuckled. stepping back on you felt his hands on your waist as he walked next to you. “ your posture and stance is so bad “ Leo chuckled, you gave him a playful glare. your face was red though, Leo’s hand held onto you as you put down a foot and touched the floor. Letting out a excited cheer you smiled up at Leo he smirked “ I guess I’m your lucky charm Hm? “

Donnie

Coding was intriguing, to you at least

Watching Donnie spend hours on it while you do..your own thing was fun

“ can you teach me to code? It looks cool “

you poor unfortunate soul. Donnie was a amazing teacher, and nothing but patient at that. you just didn’t realize how hard coding actually was. “ okay! so- “ typing in the code you hummed in frustration. It didn’t work. Donnie reached over you, his hand taking on top of yours and like a puppet on a string he used your fingers to type in the code “ that will make it work. You weren’t listening dum-dum “ he gently reprimanded. You just simply leaned into his touch. you were on his bed, sitting in front of him. He simply laid down, it was the quiet hours of the night when both of you couldn’t fall asleep. you listened to all of Donnie’s rambles, tonight you wanted to use that knowledge. Typing away you noticed as he watched, even when you stilled or slowed down as your brain picked apart what you needed to do. Eventually you got it to work. It was a simple website for your art, but god was it amazing “ you finally did it, salutes “ his tone blunt and calm, but you could read the fine print, he was proud of you.

Mikey

You loved watching Mikey spray paint

It was obvious because of the hours you’d spend watching him

“ I wonder how I’d do spray painting? “

you got the answer to your own question: you’re shit at it. Mikey was painting next to you before he paused “ you’re holding it all wrong silly! “ he walked up behind you and grabbed your hand moving the paint can he took control off your arm and made a few strokes down like you were doing. His head resting on your shoulder, music blaring into your ears from the headphones he was wearing. Mikey simply smiled at you, his orange mask stained with paint from his messy fingers working it, you’ve come to realize Mikey has many masks. And not just Dr. Delicate Touch or Dr. Feelings. But he literally has a whole drawer full of him and his brothers masks, in case anyone needs a replacement. He let go of your hand as you continued the movements getting brought back by his comforting weight leaving your shoulder “ there we go! see now you’re holding it right, you should put on some music really get in the moment “

#rottmnt #<3 #cute fluff #literally heartwarming #died while writing this #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt x you #leo x reader #donnie x reader #reader is gender neutral #no y/n #mikey x reader #raph x reader #I hope I tagged this right #I hope y’all like this #writing is surprisingly easy #I dont know why

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veebarnes13 · 4 days

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Melt winter away

Context: Bucky's heart is crippled by ice, it has been for so long that he doubts it will ever melt; until she brings heat into his frozen soul.

TW: slight sexual scene (detailed kissing)

Era: TFATWS

(English isn't my native language, feel free to correct me!)

Enjoy! :)

☆☆★☆☆

From the moment he had seen her, Bucky knew she was the one. On a random Wednesday, he saw her on the tip of her toes, reaching out for something on the top shelf. He knew she was the one for him. When he handed her what she was reaching for and locked eyes with her, he knew there was not anyone else than her.

It was her.

Every Wednesday night since then, they went on a date. It was their little ritual. He surprised himself circling every Wednesday on his calendar, his heart pounding at the pace of his wild thoughts.

Bucky didn't expect much of these dates at first. He thought to himself she would end up running from him because of his past, his scars, his frozen heart. Instead, she did the exact opposite.

Every Wednesday night, Bucky found his way back to her, and she welcomed him every time.

Her laugh, her smile, the spark in her eyes, her hair, her perfect face, every inch of her, changed something inside of him. He felt something change. Every second spent in her company made this feeling grow stronger until he was able to put words on it. Every little thing about her was warming up his heart. Every little thing about her made the thick ice he had been wearing for so long melt.

He was stuck between the enclosure of frost, trapped inside a prison of which he didn't have the key, and she had it. When was the last time he felt heat? Even the smallest amount of heat? He truly didn't know. All he recalled was the cold, the winter, slowly setting in, killing everything under its lethal breath. His fingers were numb from scratching in the walls surrounding him, his lungs pained him at each inspiration. No more fire, not even a spark.

But there she was, bringing with only a smile enough heat to warm up his blue fingers.

Bucky couldn't believe it. How could he? He was used to battle against his demons. Some of the scars has worn off over time, but there always were knew ones to carve his sufferance on his soul. He knew his demons by heart, still, he had no idea how to tame them. He had given up this hope - until she brought it back. Her presence kept Bucky's demons on a leash. He could breath without feeling the cold creeping in his lungs.

Rubbing shoulders with demons made him forget what angels looked like, but she reminded him.

Because she was an angel.

His angel.

Each Wednesday, Bucky battled his way back to her, back to her wide smile and her loud, beautiful laugh. He was convinced she was an angel. He could easily picture her with the softest wings, the brightest halo, her figure appearing from the lightest cloud. He didn't understand why she had left Heaven for his Hell, but she had walked in the winter as you would walk in the summer. She didn't flinch, she didn't look back. She got inside his Hell and battled for him. And each Wednesday, Bucky contemplated her angelic face, wondering how he could've been this lucky. He couldn't get tired of looking at her. It was like staring at the sun without it burning your eyes. He tried his best not to blink when he looked at her, scared she would fade away, and he'd end up waking up from a dream. It was too good to be true. She was too good to be true. But still, she came back every Wednesday.

And this very Wednesday, it had been eight weeks since they met. Eight dates. Two months.

To celebrate it, Bucky had bought the biggest flower bouquet he had found. He always gave her flowers, but never that much. He was a bit disappointed by his pick - roses -, but he knew it would mean a lot to his angel. He could've picked up tired flowers from the road and she would've smiled brightly anyway. But she was worth more than that. She was worth all the flowers on the goddamn planet.

Tonight, they were going stargazing. She had a convertible car, so she was the one picking him up, for the first time. He didn't mind. The thought of watching her drive made him smile.

As he was waiting for her to pick him up, he plucked out every single thorn from the roses with his left hand. The simple thought of her getting hurt by his fault was making his heart clench under the layers of ice. He knew he was going to harm her one day, but he wanted to push it farther, until he didn't have the strenght to anymore.

He was meant to harm things.

When she pulled into the drive, he rushed to the passenger seat before she could make a move to open the door for him. He looked at her beautiful, gorgeous, breathtaking figure and face, and his stomach did the thing. It always did it around her.

"Good ev-" she started, but the sight of the flowers cut her sentence.

She widened her eyes.

"Bucky, you didn't!" she exclamed.

"I did." he replied, smiling.

She giggled as he handed her the bouquet. She buried her nose into their scent and for a split second, Bucky got terrified by the idea that he might have forgotten a thorn. But she looked back up at him without a scratch and he sighed, relieved.

"It's trice the size as those you usually buy me." she quipped.

"Maybe more twice..." he replied, smiling.

She nudged him gently, making him chuckle.

"It's... I don't have the words." she whispered.

He smiled again. God, all he did around her was act like an enamoured teenager.

"Will they last the night? Or maybe I'd better make a stop at mine to put them in a vase." she said.

"They should last. If they don't, I'll buy others." he shrugged.

"No way! I won't let you do that!" she laughed.

So she drove to hers, put the flowers in water, and got back behind the wheel. He watched her drive, his breath gone at the sight of her. When she smiled at him at a red light, he felt a jolt strike his heart, and a spark lit up in the winter ruling his soul. He couldn't believe it. She was too perfect to be true.

They finally reached their destination, the top of a hill where the light pollution from the city was the lowest in town. He rushed to her door to help her out, as the perfect gentleman he was, and grabbed her hand.

He lead her to a spot where he spread out a blanket over the damp grass and gestured her to take place. She sat down and entwined their fingers to make him join her, pulling him close. He felt the thaw inside him when she rested her head on his shoulder. His arm wrapped around her shoulders, still holding her hand, and he held her close, his heart quickening its beats.

She pointed constellations, guessed shapes between the stars, and he listened to her yap about everything that crossed her mind. She knew he wasn't good to fill the void that silence created between them, so she made sure she always had something to say, and he felt very grateful for that.

At one point, they laid down on their back to get a better view. She held his hand tightly, not letting go at all, and he brushed her knuckles with his thumb. They stopped talking to listen to the night. The celestial vault sprawled before their eyes, not a single cloud in sight.

He couldn't help himself. His eyes always went back to her. He contemplated her face turned towards the stars, the curve of her neck, the smile tickling her lips. She was ethereal. He was convinced even the angels still in Heaven could not compare at all with her. She was above beauty, above ethereal, even. Looking at her this way woke up a spark between his ribs. Looking back at the sky would tear him apart, so he kept admiring every perfect inch of her.

He was "hergazing" more than stargazing.

She bit the inside of her cheek and turned her head to look at him. He felt his beartbeat go wild. His thoughts scattered away as she started into his eyes, leaving only her on his mind.

"I thought we were stargazing." she sneered.

"You're brighter than the stars, doll." he stuttered.

She blushed and giggled.

"What an awful cheesy sentence. I love it." she laughed.

He cupped her cheek gently. He felt the heat of her face against his palm, warming up the cold inside of him. She smiled and he kept his hand there, letting the hotness of her blush sink in his fingers, travel up his arm and land on the ice over his heart. He could feel some water forming over the layers, dripping down his ribs, turning into mist as they reached his feet. She was warming him up, chasing the winter, and he absolutely loved it.

From that angle, as the moon was still low and the hill slightly higher than it, it hovered over the back of her head. It conferred her a halo, the halo she deserves, as if the moon was picturing the angel Bucky always believed she was. His stomach did the thing again. She looked like she had fallen from the cloudy word above.

His palm got sweaty against her cheek and he wanted to wipe it on his jeans, but she grabbed his wrist and kept his hand on her face. His breath catched in his throat.

In this instant, when she looked back at him this way, with a flame burning in her eyes, he felt the warmth get the best of him. The ice became water, the water mist, the mist steam. The smile on her beautiful lips made the steam even hotter and it became a spark. It sizzled in the cold world that was his ribcage and came to life. His mouth turned dry, the blood in his veins boiled up.

His angel parted her lips, a silent invitation, and Bucky couldn't hold himself back.

He brought her face to his and brushed her lips with his. The spark became a flame, burning its way in every inch of the frozen land that was his heart. She slid her hands through his hair and kissed him harder, almost in a desperate way. The flame exploded into a strong, powerful fire, and he lost control.

He wrapped his arms around his angel's waist and rolled on his back to lay her on his chest. She never stopped the kiss, didn't even pull back. They tangled their legs as a blaze was melting the ice in Bucky. He panted against her lips when all the layers turned into water, and all the water evaporated into a hot, burning steam. Everything catched on fire and he wasn't crippled by his ice prison anymore. The kiss went on, and on, and on, until they couln't breathe anymore.

They broke their embrace to catch their breath. He rested his forehead against hers, finally aware of how hot he had gotten inside. How hot she made him. The flames had licked away every last drop of water, leaving nothing but heat. Her heat.

His trembling hands caressed their way up her back until he cupped her face and brushed another kiss on her perfect lips. She was flushed, barely breathing, as shaking as him, and she was even more perfect than she usually was. Was it even possible?

He gently rolled on his side to lay her down on the blanket again. She snuggled into his chest, her nose buried in the crook of his neck, and they stargazed again. They shared a tender kiss every now and then, their bodies so close they almost look like one. Bucky felt his heart, finally free, hammer against his ribs at each kiss. He had reached his angel's Heaven.

When the sun roze up from its nap a few hours later, they were waking up from a night on the ground.

Bucky looked at the sun as it caressed the hill with its rays and reached for the moon, skimming lovingly her craters. He contemplated the two lovers of the sky being finally reunited as he and his angel had just found eachother's lover of the earth.

He almost feared God would take away from him His angel, claiming her back, but she kissed his temple and he cuddled her closer to him, his heart finally beating freely next to hers. He had his angel, all to himself, and she wasn't going back to Heaven, as she had created her own paradise between Bucky and her.

And among all the angels, she was his.

The only one able to melt winter away.

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Thank you so much for reading this! I hope with all my heart that you enjoyed it.

If you like my writing, you can take a look at my Wattpad account, "WinterBarnes13", but my works there are mostly in French. I only have one Fanfic in English, it's short and was written two years ago.

Lots of love!

- Vee

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colourstreakgryffin · 8 months

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can i pls request sekido x reader who always look absent-minded and out of it all the time, but is actually always paying close attention to every detail? lmao sorry if this sounds weird-

It is a bit odd but I will try my best to meet what you want, love! Hope you like this! Kinda very short, my apologies!

Sekido

Sekido is flowing to the brim with anger and irritation constantly. This applies to everybody he has ever known; his clone brothers, his enemies and… partly to you. But with you, it’s kinda different

Sekido was truly tricked by your appearance. You look so absent-minded and ditzy, that he wondered if you even knew how to breathe and it plagued his head so much, that he grew annoyed by it

Sekido elaborates his curiosity with you after a little while of you pairing up with the Emotion Clones, and he noticed the way you carefully analysed him behind those cloudy eyes

Sekido takes charge and demands you don’t trick him ever again with how you actually pay attention despite looking so out of it, it was irritating since to him, not knowing how his crush feels has his blood boiling

Sekido does appreciate that you truly listen to him and don’t just ignore him when he speaks to you. It’s just a trick that gets him more than once as he snaps at you to pay attention, but feels humiliated when you repeat everything he said in grand detail

Sekido thinks about you a lot and he is a mixture of annoyed and relieved at your mindless image. He is very high-strung and stressed out, whilst you’re more calm and composed. He almost wishes he could experience what relaxation is, for once

Sekido makes sure you remember every detail he tells you by asking you to repeat the entire thing he told you and since you can with zero issue, he is very pleased and pats your head with a huffy pout

Sekido is a attention seeker and by how controlling he is with his clone brothers, he demands you stare holes through him when you converse with him so he cannot be wrong and so he can know that your attention is on him

“Dokusha. Are you even looking at anything? You look like your skull holds nothing but air and it makes it seem like you’re ignoring me. I won’t let you ignore me, brat”

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kittenfangirl20 · 10 days

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*Adam woke up in the large bed of the personal quarters built for Lucifer, he enjoyed the feeling of the red silk sheets on his body, he looked up to see Lucifer walk into the room to see with a tray that held two plates with duck shaped pancakes*

Lucifer: Good morning my love, today is a wonderful day. Do you know what it is?

*Lucifer kissed Adam while placing the tray on the bed*

Adam: No, what is it?

*he knew exactly what day it was, but he wanted Lucifer to say it*

Lucifer: Today was the day you were created and the day we met too. I want to give you something to make it special, anything you want and it is yours.

*in Heaven Adam’s Creation Day was a big holiday where they let him have whatever he wanted though he preferred spending it with Eve and Abel, it was nice to also have a nice Creation Day with Lucifer, Cain, Charlie, and the friends he made that wasn’t going to be turned into some big holiday*

Adam: I want a roof garden and I want to plant them instead of having you make them magically appear.

Lucifer: That sounds doable, we can go shopping for seeds, soil, fruit trees, fertilizer, and some flowers. But can I at least use my magic to decorate the place and make a little pond that we can sit by it and we can sing together, I don’t think that any of that stuff that you can find in a store can be as nice as something I can make.

Adam: You have a deal.

*they shared another kiss before they started on the breakfast*

#hazbin hotel #adam #hazbin hotel adam #sinner adam #fallen angel adam #lucifer #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer morningstar #adam/lucifer #cute fluff

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rainobrienn · 1 year

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I hear you - Rafe Cameron

warnings; swearing, anxiety attack, tell me if I missed anything.

synopsis ; Rafe is a bit tied up in all of his problems, so he doesn’t even notice the way you feel about him.

Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader

A/N: This is not proof read. It’s also a little short because I didn’t know how exactly to go about it. But the idea still came to my head so I went with it. Just fluff.

I don't think there was ever a time you didn't put Rafe first, in any and ever situation, Rafe always came first for you, as your best friend of course, even though you wanted more.

Everybody knew about how desperately in love you were with him, besides himself. How ironic, he had heard it a million times "Dude

y/n is so in love with you," and every-time he did, he laughed in their face and brushed it off. Completely ignoring them and not believing a single word coming out of their mouths, because truthfully, the only people he trusted in this world were you & his dad.

The thing that hurt about being best friends with Rafe Cameron, is he always put his father first. No matter how much of a cunt Ward was, no matter how many times Ward picked his two little girls over him, Rafe always kept Ward first, and you could never understand why.

Night after night, you heard complaints from Rafe about how he hated his sisters, like it was their fault his father was putting them first.

It was nobody's fault, it was just how Ward was. Pushing Rafe, the only person besides rose who truly cared for him, away as far as he possibly could, using him, knowing Rafe would always be their when Ward needed him.

You knew Ward as a manipulative control freak father, and Rafe as a controlled helpless son. But, there was nothing you could say, because if you ever truly brought it up, you know to many feelings would get involved, and you'd end up spilling and getting hurt.

"I just- I don't understand,"

Rafe paced around your room as you sat on your bed, listening to him as always, you truly cared for him, but you started to become careless with this subject. Feeling bad, but also feeling tired of the constant complaint.

"Sarah never gets in trouble, but god forbid when Rafe does the tiniest thing, he gets smacked," he said, his knuckles turning white.

Tears swelling in his eyes, "I just- he's so ignorant, I always take care of him, yet he always picks Sarah,"

he said, angry but slowly calming himself down, looking at the time, "I have to go, I'll see you tonight, I'll be watching," he winked before leaving.

You nodded with a tight lip smile, he smiled at you before running off. You sighed when the door closed, feeling like you weren't cared for by him, you knew he cared but, you didn't feel it because he never showed it, he considered you his best friend, but never asked you how you were doing, or if you were okay, well not since this drama acted up with his father at least.

You hoped in the shower, hoping to wash away every sad and unpleasant emotion, it was your night tonight. You were going to have a good night no matter who stood in the way.

You put on the long dress your mother laid out for you, ready to finally do something meaningful for your family. Promoting a big speech in front of everyone, your nerves were on a high and your stomach twisted at the thought of messing up.

"You look beautiful sweetheart," she smiled as you walked out the bathroom. Doing a little twirl, "Trust me, he's not gonna know what's hit him," she laughed, "What do you mean?" You asked.

"Rafe,"

"Why would I care?" You asked, never have you ever told your mother about your feelings for him, and you were never planning on it.

"Y/n, I'm not that old, and I'm definitely not stupid," she laughed before pushing you out the door, "we are late, come on," she stated hurrying up, and rushing out.

As you walked into the country club, seeing a lot more people then you thought. You felt anxiety wash up and through out you. The sick feeling in your stomach, the one person you had hoped to calm your nerves down was Rafe.

As you looked through the crowd to find him, not a single sight of him.

"hey have you seen Rafe?"

"No,"

Was the answer you got, had he seriously not shown up? The one night you actually asked him to show up to something, he didn't. Of course he didn't, what were you thinking.

"Hey mum, have you seen Rafe anywhere?" You asked her after circling the whole place, "No sweetie," she said rubbing your back. Trying to comfort you.

"I don't think I can do this," you said tapping your foot in a rapid pace, "What?"

"Yes you can sweetheart," she said, you felt your heart thud against your chest, palms getting sweaty and breathing getting heavier.

Looking at the amount of people there were standing in front of the stage. All eyes would be on you, what if you messed up? What if you made a fool of yourself? All things would help you calm down with, but he didn't show up.

"I-," you stepped back from the stairs, "I'm sorry mum," you said walking away, tears in your eyes. Your mother calling out your name faded as you got further away.

You quickly walked down the street, the street lights lighting up the street. You didn't realise how quiet and empty outer banks was until you were alone on a street at night time.

You walked down, not knowing where you were going, your feet thinking for you as you bit your nails, over thinking everything.

Guilt and anxiety swaying in your stomach making you feel nauseous. As you cried to yourself on the empty streets.

Suddenly, you don't know how much longer later. You found yourself at Tanny Hill, standing in the drive way looking at the big house, seeing Rafe's room lit up, but no cars anywhere.

You felt a mix of anger, confusion but most of all betrayal from him. You stepped up to the main door, pressing the doorbell.

Tapping your foot once again, and biting your nails waiting for him to answer.

"Y/n?" He questioned, then looking you up and down, realising what he had forgotten.

"Oh shit y/n, I totally forgot,"

"My dad needed help with this, thing and i totally forgot fuck," he said.

You felt your heart break, he was complaining

about his dad all day today. But as soon as his dad needed him he'd drop everything, you were there for him, every-time you were close to fixing Rafe his father broke him again.

You stood there staring at him, "hey, are you okay?" He stepped closer, worry expression.

You just looked up at him, tears in your eyes, feeling anger slowly creep up on you.

"So, you missed one of the biggest nights of my life, when I really needed you, to go help your dad out with something," you asked him.

"I know y/n/n, I'm fucking so sorry, I messed up," he said.

"Messed up?" You questioned, "No matter how much I- I'm there for you, no matter how much I show how much I fucking love you, you always pick your dad over me, who uses you and shows you no real emotion towards you, just manipulates you," you ranted.

"I'm always there for you, I'm the reason your not coked out all the time, I'm the fucking reason your still here!" You stepped back from him, "yet, you still pick him,".

"Y/n-"

"No, fuck you! Your so obsessed with validation from your father that you can't even see that I'm in love with you,"

You watched his expression change slightly, from guilty to regretful.

"I spent all my fucking time, fixing you, being there for you, I've dropped so many things that could've helped me, for you!"

"I choose you every fucking time, your my first choice, and I've done everything for you,"

"And you- you still choose someone who makes you miserable," you cried out.

"I didn't-"

"you didn't know? Of course you didn't know, because you only care about him and yourself!" You pushed him.

"Y/n," he started, he really did not know what to say to you. "I'm sick, and tired of it Rafe, I'm so fucking tired of being the second choice, of being your second choice," tears falling down your cheeks.

You felt his hands cup your cheeks wiping away your tears, he looked down at you, expressions of sorrow and love written on his face.

He licked his lips shaking his head, "I'm sorry," was what he could say, "I guess-" he started to think of what he might say.

"I guess I didn't know if you actually cared for me or not, everyone leaves me y/n,"

"Everyone, and I was just scared,"

You understood, you didn't know if you were now falling into one of his traps, or if he was just trying to be sorry.

"I love you, more than anyone, I don't want to make you my first choice just for you to leave as well," he cried.

"It's easier to choose him, because he has to stick around, you don't," he explained.

"We made an oath when we were thirteen to stick around, no matter what, no one else matters to me as much as you do," you said.

You placed your hands over his, "when I say, your my first option, I mean I would do anything, and everything for you, and I'm not going anywhere, ever,".

And those words changed him, as cheesy as it sounds you changed him.

"I love you," he sighed out, like it's been a weight on his shoulders.

"I love you," you said, then feeling his lips finally touch yours, his grip tight like he was never going to let go.

You were now tied to Rafe Cameron, for the rest of your life it was going to be like you were tattooed on each other's skin.

Those words, on that doorstep, were more trustworthy than vowels.

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wishfuldivine · 19 days

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Gaz gifting his 141 boyfriends clay beads bracelets?

For John, he chose the color red. The captain is full of passion, love, and anger for his work. And for him. It represented him very accurately.

For Johnny, he chose the color yellow. The fellow sergeant is full of happiness, hope, and deceit. The perfect combo to describe him.

For Ghost, he chose the color blue. The lieutenant is full of calmness, strength, and trust. Some good qualities within his personality despite his usual demeanor.

When he gifted them with a small smile on his lips, they expressed their gratitude with pure love and kissed him to no end. It made Gaz feel giddy to have given the meaningful gifts. Those feelings only grew when they had gone to a mission, and they all sported the bracelets proudly. Maybe, just maybe, he should continue to do so.

#kyle gaz garrick #john price #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #pricegaz #soapgaz #ghostgaz #gaz x everyone #call of duty #cod #fluff #cute fluff #my baby would #precious boyfriends #poly 141 #ali writes

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froottalks · 8 months

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Whispers of Fate - Wanda Maximoff x fem! reader

(A/N: Alright here you go guys, the part 2 that all of you have been asking for, I really hadn't expected this to be my top post but it is and I'm happy that it's so loved. Enjoy!)

[summary: reader and wanda enjoy a quite night walk under the stars along with a hot cocoa and a kiss]

Masterlist

{Part 1} {Part 2}

Winter's embrace tightened around the quaint town of Westview, casting a magical spell over its streets. The snow-laden branches and twinkling lights painted a picturesque scene, but the most enchanting story was the one unfolding between (Y/n) L/n and Wanda Maximoff.

In the days that followed the interrupted confession, a subtle shift settled between them—a blend of curiosity, nervousness, and a longing that neither could ignore. Their interactions were punctuated by stolen glances and soft smiles, their unspoken connection weaving a delicate tapestry of emotions.

One evening, as (Y/n) sat in her room, her thoughts consumed by the enigmatic history teacher, a message appeared on her phone screen.

"Would you like to go for a walk tomorrow evening? - Wanda"

A spark of excitement ignited within (Y/n), and she quickly typed her response.

"I'd love to. Where should we meet?"

The reply came swiftly, and their plans were set. The anticipation simmered in the air, and by the time evening arrived, the town was bathed in the soft glow of twilight. (Y/n) found herself standing outside the local coffee shop, her heart racing as she awaited Wanda's arrival.

When Wanda appeared, she was dressed in a cozy coat and scarf, her breath forming little clouds in the chilly air. Her smile was warm and inviting, making (Y/n)'s nerves melt away.

"Hey," Wanda greeted, her voice soft.

"Hi," (Y/n) replied, her smile mirroring Wanda's. "Thanks for suggesting this."

Wanda's eyes held a glint of mischief. "I thought a walk and some hot cocoa would be a nice way to spend the evening."

As they strolled through the snow-covered streets, their conversation flowed effortlessly. They talked about their favorite books, childhood memories, and dreams for the future. The more they spoke, the more they realized just how much they had in common.

At one point, Wanda reached out and gently brushed a snowflake off (Y/n)'s cheek. The touch was delicate, sending a shiver down (Y/n)'s spine.

"You had a snowflake on your cheek," Wanda explained with a playful smile.

(Y/n) felt her cheeks flush, a mixture of embarrassment and excitement filling her. "Thanks for saving me from the snowflake."

Wanda chuckled, her gaze lingering on (Y/n)'s lips for a moment before she looked away. "You're welcome."

Their walk eventually led them to a cozy little park, where a gazebo stood adorned with twinkling lights. The sight was nothing short of enchanting, and (Y/n) couldn't help but feel like she was in a winter fairy tale.

They settled onto a bench, their breaths visible in the cold air. Wanda produced a thermos from her bag and poured hot cocoa into two cups.

"Hot cocoa under the stars," Wanda mused, her eyes sparkling. "It's a classic for a reason."

As they sipped their cocoa, the conversation took a more contemplative turn. Wanda opened up about her past, sharing stories of her travels and the places she had seen. (Y/n) listened with rapt attention, feeling a sense of intimacy growing between them.

"You have a way of making everything sound fascinating," (Y/n) said, her gaze locked onto Wanda's.

Wanda's lips curved into a tender smile. "And you have a way of capturing my attention like no one else."

(Y/n)'s cheeks burned at that, her cheeks going as red as Natasha's hair, Wanda smirked slightly with a sense of accomplishment.

The admission hung in the air, a palpable tension that neither could deny. The snowflakes continued to fall around them, creating a dreamlike ambiance that felt suspended in time.

"I've been wanting to do this," Wanda whispered, her hand reaching out to gently cup (Y/n)'s cheek.

Before (Y/n) could respond, Wanda leaned in, her lips meeting (Y/n)'s in a kiss that was soft and tender, yet ignited a fire within them both. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, lost in each other's embrace.

Wanda's one hand reached up behind (Y/n)'s neck, pulling her closer as much as she could. Her fingers tangling in (Y/n)'s soft loose curls. The feeling of her lips were heavenly, everything she had expected and more. Neither of them wanted to let go, but soon air became a necessity.

When they pulled away, their eyes met, a mix of emotions reflected in their gaze—desire, uncertainty, and a shared understanding.

"W- Wow... I've wanted to do that for a while too," (Y/n) admitted, face flushed a deep red from the kiss, her voice barely above a whisper.

Wanda's fingers intertwined with (Y/n)'s, their hands fitting together as if they were meant to be. "I'm glad we're on the same page."

As they sat there, their fingers entwined and their hearts aligned, the snow continued to fall, creating a cocoon of warmth and intimacy around them.

"I don't know where this is going," Wanda said, her voice a gentle confession. "But I want to find out."

(Y/n) smiled, her heart feeling lighter than ever. "Me too, Wanda."

Their journey had started with whispers of curiosity and intrigue, blossomed with moments of connection and vulnerability, and now, it was turning into a beautiful romance—one filled with hope, laughter, and the promise of a love that defied the mysteries of fate.

And so, under the starlit sky, amidst the soft falling snow, Wanda Maximoff and (Y/n) (L/n) embarked on a new chapter of their story—a chapter written with whispered promises, stolen glances, and a love that would endure the test of time.

THE END

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awooga-llama · 1 year

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The Beach

Technoblade x NB! child reader

Hello guys, I'm back. I was going to do this one as a bonding with Techno but then I imagined Wilbur being the cool uncle and that led us here, enjoy!

Not proof read/edited

The young (Y/N) had quickly gotten over the cold and returned to their usual routine of wreaking havoc on the family. Tommy couldn’t even keep up with the toddler and he was the youngest besides Techno’s child.

“(Y/N), Uncle is tired. Can we stop playing chase and sit down instead?” Tommy had his hands on his knees, panting heavily. The toddler ran at him and wrapped their arms around his neck, leaning against him giggling.

"Okay Uncle. We can rest for a bit." (Y/N) smiled at Tommy letting him go so he could sit on his knees. The blonde's arms wrapped around the child as he pulled them close for a hug. He gently swung (Y/N) back and forth telling the kid how much he loves them. He tickled them and they squirmed and laughed until the door swung open revealing Techno, Wilbur, and Philza. They all had shopping bags in their arms since they had just gotten back from the town market.

"DADA!" (Y/N) yelled in a high pitch, they escaped from Tommy's arms and ran at their Father. Techno put the bags down and caught the wild toddler picking them up and giving them a kiss on the forehead, smiling widely. Nobody would ever get to see this side of him except his family and that's what made the moment so special.

"How has my little orphan been?" He asked while the child snuggled closer to him, laying their head on the white fluff of his cape.

"They've been good overall. Attempted to get into cookie dough in the fridge, tried to run outside a gazillion times, and wouldn't take their nap, other than all that though (Y/N) was an angel." Tommy replied standing up, his knees popping leaving him a satisfying tingle afterwards. Wilbur and Philza put down their bags near the couch and took off their shoes. (Y/N) wiggled a bit in Techno's arms trying to peek in the bags that they had. The child patted their father on the back and he set them down onto the floor. (Y/N) crawled quietly towards the bags and peered inside. There were colourful towels, plastic sea shaped things, bottles of sunscreen, and all kinds of other beach themed objects. Wilbur watched the child dig through the bags while the other three boys talked. Everyone was in the living room minus them two. Everything was good.

Wilbur and (Y/N) tested out a few of the beach toys seeing they didn't work as well without sand, so the man decided to leave for the beach early with (Y/N) without telling anyone. He helped the toddler into their newly bought bathing suit that had little tnt designs and changed into his brown shorts shortly after that the two made their escape out the back door. Wilbur and the child hand in hand walked to the beach.

(Y/N) looked everywhere, enjoying everything around them. It was a nice day too, not too hot or too cold. The sun was shining on everyone, and their skin glistened like diamonds in the sunlight. Wilbur stopped for a second to admire the view in a new pair of sunglasses and (Y/N) tugged at his hand.

"Uncle can you let me have a turn?" They questioned innocently. Wilbur chuckled and nodded allowing the child to put on the shades to look into the sky, advising that they don't look directly at the Sun. They stood on the edge watching as other children played with each other. (Y/N)'s voice snapped Wilbur out of his trance.

"Are we gonna have to play with those people, Wilby? (Y/N) asked, sounding hesitant, almost as if he were going to be mad at them for asking something like that. Wilbur shook his and began walking in the opposite direction of the people.

"Jelly, we don't have to associate with anybody because let's face it, not liking to socialize runs in the family, I'm not sure how it skipped both Grandad Phil and Uncle Tommy." (Y/N) nodded and smiled, grabbing Wilbur's left hand and pulling at it, running towards the empty plot of sand and ocean.

As soon as the two had reached the beach, (Y/N) ran straight to the water. Wilbur chased them and scooped them up into his arms the both of them spinning in a circle.

"You need sunscreen silly, 'sides you can't go into the water before we put your floaties on you." The brunette booped the young ones nose and began the fight of plastering the kid with sunscreen and inflatable arm floaties. (Y/N) sat by an abandoned sandcastle and watched Wilbur put his own sunscreen on his body.

"Ready to get in the water?" The lanky man excitedly exclaimed sitting beside them on the sand.

"Mhmm." (Y/N) nodded climbing off of the sandcastle with Wilbur supporting them.

After some time playing in the shallow end, other beach visitors came over to their area. (Y/N) was being dragged around by the other kids splashing them in the water. After an hour of forced socializing the child managed to escape. They really did take after their father.

"Can you teach me how to swim Wilby?" (Y/N) asked out of the blue, bouncing up and down in excitement.

"Of course! Come here kiddo." He picked up the toddler and walked towards the water where a group of adult fish surrounded them. (Y/N) grabbed hold of Wilbur's pinky with their chubby fingers as he went to stand by them, the three year old still held in his arms.

"Hello fishy, this is uncle Wilby and I'm (Y/N)." The fish stayed nearby swimming in circles and Wilbur bowed to the fish.

"Let's make you the most famous mermaid ever!" He held the child above the water to where their belly would touch first. (Y/N)'s eyes widened in shock but they didn't struggle out of his grasp. Wilbur started singing making up different songs for the fish.

"You'll be the most beautiful mermaid ever. Mermaids sing the best song there is." He continued singing and when the song ended, (Y/N) clapped happily. Before no time the man had taught the child to swim, and all his instructions were done in song. When Wilbur lifted (Y/N) higher away from the fish, the fish swam closer, bumping their heads into the little one's chin, causing them to giggle uncontrollably. One particular fish bumped into Wilbur's stomach, causing him to stumble backward, falling on his butt. Wilbur got back up looking at (Y/N) in surprise then at the child who wasn't laughing anymore. Before he knew it, (Y/N) was gone, and he began to panic. Wilbur screamed the child's name over and over, diving into the water and looking for the kid. He felt a grab at his ankle and freaked. When it finally came up, the thing that touched him, it was his littlest child (Y/N), who wanted to play a prank on him. He scolded them for that trick but took it easy on them after tears began to form in their (Y/E/C) eyes.

The sun was setting and the two headed off towards home.

They were quiet for most of the trip, but when they got home, (Y/N) was still sad because they had left their favourite spot. They followed Wilbur up to his room, which had lots of toys in it, along with his bed. Tommy and Philza were out dealing with sonething and Techno working in his office. The three of them did get angry with Wilbur for disappearing out of nowhere with the child but got over it soon.

"Come on little duckie. Let's play a bit more." He picked up the child again and they ran into Wilbur's bedroom, jumping up on his big bed.

"Now, lets see where we can play." The brunette said putting the little one on his lap. He sat with his legs crossed and leaned on the arm of the chair so he could watch (Y/N) as they threw blocks at eachother. They were silent the entire time minus the occasional chorus of laughter. (Y/N) was concentrating on throwing the blocks and hitting the target with great force. The last block they hit landed in between the wall and the bed and bounced off landing right under the wardrobe.

"(Y/N), we're going to have to change the wallpaper for that." He spoke as the little one climbed off of him and opened the wardrobe, they took a deep breath and opened it slowly. They froze seeing the many stuffed animals that were hanging from the hangers. (Y/N) was about to start crying again.

"Don't cry sweetheart." Wilbur cooed placing his finger on (Y/N)." Tommy had to do something like that in Wilbur's room, it was some sort of prank war going on. It was nearing 23:00 hours when Techno opened the door to Wilbur's room to fetch his child but he seen the two passed out wearing tiaras and smeared makeup on their faces he decided to let them be for the night.

"Goodnight my Orphan. Goodnight Wilbur." He whispered and then shut the door.

#dsmp fanfic #oneshot #cute fluff #dsmp #technoblade x reader #techno x child #wilbur soot #wilbur soot x y/n #wilbur soot x child #x child reader

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