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the-bad-batch-baroness · 8 months

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Yay!!! 🥳Congratulations 🎉🎈 You deserve every one of those followers and more!

Sorry I would have been by sooner with this, but it’s been a time here. So I’m here as usual snuggling my boy and shoving him into everyone’s arms possible.

So clone? 🤍💙Hardcase my Beloved💙🤍 (if he doesn’t behave himself for you, feel free to send him home and pick a Corrie)

Romantic, Fem!Reader, SFW (spice is good too!), 300.

Either 21.”Why haven’t you been eating?” Or 14. “You’re allowed to need help.” Whichever you get the vibes from.

Congrats again! 🍾

🤍🩶🖤❤️Love & Wrecker Hugs❤️🖤🩶🤍

Literally or Figuratively

Hardcase x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Hardcase x Fem!Reader

Tags & Warnings: domestic fluff, suggestive themes, humor

Word Count: 300

Author's Note: BABE, I'M SO SORRY. I read your request wrong and I used Prompt #3 😭 I didn't realize until I started making the post, and I didn't have the heart to delete what I wrote... If you want me to write you another one with a prompt that you chose, then I can most definitely do that!!! Thanks again for sending in a request, and I hope you still enjoy my little accident 💚

After a long campaign, your beloved Hardcase is finally home. It’s late when he arrives, so you both decide to settle in for the night. You cozy up to his side, placing your head on his chest, draping your arm across his stomach, and sliding your leg over his. You release a contented sigh and snuggle against his warmth. The room is quiet, but your bliss is interrupted when his stomach growls.

You giggle. “Are you hungry?”

“Nah,” he answers, but his stomach betrays him by growling again.

You pick your head up to look at him. “When was the last time you ate?”

“Literally or figuratively?” he replies.

You pause as your brain attempts to process his words. “How do you eat figuratively?”

“Oh, you know…” he trails off.

“Okay, I’ll bite,” you say suspiciously. “When was the last time you ate figuratively ?”

“How long have I been gone?” he asks.

You think back. “About forty rota— Hardcase!” you gasp and smack his arm, acting playfully offended by his lewdness.

Hardcase laughs and squeezes your butt. “A man’s gotta eat.”

You shake your head and sigh. “When was the last time you ate literally ?”

“I had a ration bar about two rotations ago,” he answers while lacing his fingers behind his head.

“Two rotations?!” you exclaim with wide eyes.

“Give or take,” he adds.

“That’s it,” you say as you climb out of bed. “We’re ordering in.”

“But what about sleeping?” he whines while reaching out his arms for you to come back. “I’m so tired.”

“How am I supposed to sleep with all of that noise?” you ask.

“It doesn’t bother me,” he shrugs.

You narrow your eyes and grab the comm. “Pizza or Chinese?”

Hardcase’s stomach growls again and he gives you a sheepish smile. “Chinese, please.”

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rae-gar-targaryen · 1 year

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OMG OMG OMG!! I just read my cup runneth over [mickey “fanboy” garcia x fem!reader, aka “cielo”] 😆😆

And I have one question for you. WJERE CAN I FIND A CHRISTMAS LOVE LIKE THAT?? I MEAN COME ON! I am a single gal and all i want to be wrapped in the warmth of Mickey's love and embrace EVERY DAY.

1. And, really, Mickey was usually the warm one, his touch like your own personal sun. But you had been in the kitchen, opening and closing the oven door, its warmth blasting across your cheeks. It was Mickey’s turn, he noted, to delight in the warmth of you, of your skin, as his hand cupped your cheek with the reverence of wintertime romance. And if you’d noticed that Mickey’s fingers were cold from when he’d been out in the crisp evening air, you hadn’t said. Too wrapped up in the comfort that his presence gave.

I am just gonna say it. I am all for this sun and moon vibes they give off!! Mickey is sunshine, he is always up in the air and flying. He provides energy and illuminates the world around cielo!! 😍☺️🫠 Cielo is moonlight filled with enlightenment and love that brings comfortable and joy. Sorry if I'm reaching 🤭

2. “My apologies, beloved,” and Mickey looked the very picture of penitent, as he unwrapped his arms from you, clasping them behind his back, eyes cast down with a contrite flutter of the fringe of his lashes.

Beloved. BEloved. BELOVED. I AM GIDDY BRO. GOT ME KICKING MY FEET AND SQUEALING MAN. . . I LOVE IT!!

3. Quick as a flash, Mickey lunged forward, swatting your behind with both hands, leaving large, white flour handprints on the black of your leggings.

I gasped SO LOUD that my coworker thought I was reading bad news lol 🤣 I went into a fit of giggles 😂

Again, your writing is so lovely to read. Can't wait for the next pieces!💜💚

Babe, my darling, my sweet -- I will NEVER, EVER tire of getting these asks from you. Thank you for reading, as always, thank you for ALL of your kindness. These make my entire day, and make me want to write more, more, more!

I especially love that you picked up on something I've tried to weave in every one of their stories -- you called it the "sun and moon dynamic" and I could not agree more!

In "swallow you like sunshine," it's repeated that to Mickey, Cielo is the sky (hence, the endearment). That he's most at home when in the sky (flying), and with her.

To Cielo, Mickey is like the ocean. Ever flowing, constant, beautiful and vaguely mysterious.

I love this rephrased as the "sun and moon" because the moon (Cielo) literally controls the flow of the ocean with her pull. Ugh, we've created something here, I KNOW we have.

And Mickey is so sunshiney and lovely, how could he not be the sun to cielo's moon?

Bless you for this. Next up, SUNDRESS FIC!

#lovelies #fanboy x cielo asks

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nicostiel · 2 years

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#jungkook is insanely pretty

#btsgif #bts #jungkook #jeon jungkook #jeongguk #btsedit #bangtan #*myedits #my moon my sunshine my beloved 💚

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the-bad-batch-baroness · 8 months

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Hfbndndndndndndnndndndndnfndnd

🧡🧡🧡Ori'vod congratulations again🥺🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡 you deserve all of it and more🧡🧡🧡

Luv uuuuuuu Steph🧡🧡🧡

(Saw the one you did with Hunter hfjndndnndndndnd👀🧡)

If it’s okay I would like to request something for the event too:

Fox with the dialogue prompt "I'm here. I've got you. You're safe now."

Anything else i am letting you decide. I am just in need of soft Fox holding me lol and I know for a fact that I will luv the story bfbdnndndndnndnd😂🧡

Promise

Fox x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Fox x Fem!Reader

Tags & Warnings: light angst, hurt/comfort, nightmare

Word Count: 300

Author's Note: Ness, my beloved Kih'vod 🥺 Thank you so much for sending in a request for my event. You know I would write anything for you 😘 Your wish for soft!Fox is my command, darling! I hope you like it! Please enjoy 💚

Fox ran. He ran as fast as he could, sprinting down the dark streets of Coruscant in the rain. His boots splashed in puddles of water, soaking the black fabric under his armor, but he didn’t care. He needed to get home. He needed to get to you. After he received your emergency comm, he tossed his data-pad to a corrie and left without a word.

When Thorn suddenly fell ill, Fox picked up a couple of the night shifts, which meant you were left home alone. He knew you had trouble sleeping and he knew this change would be a struggle for you, but the first few nights seemed to go well, so he didn’t worry as much. Then his worst fears came to life. You had a nightmare and he wasn’t there.

Fox pants as he enters the apartment, dropping his wet armor and kicking his boots off as he crosses the threshold and moves towards the bedroom. He opens the door to find you sitting on the floor, back leaning against the side of the bed with your head buried in your knees. Your muffled tears break his heart.

Fox drops down onto the floor next to you, pulls the duvet off the bed, and drapes it across his lap to put a barrier between you and his damp blacks. He gently shifts you onto his lap, wraps you in the blanket and holds you tight. “Shhh, cyar’ika,” Fox soothes. “I’m here. I’ve got you. You’re safe now.”

“It was so scary,” you cry with a shaky breath. Grabbing fistfuls of the duvet you bury your face into Fox’s neck for comfort. “Please, don’t leave me.”

“I won’t leave,” Fox whispers while rubbing your back.

“Promise?” you ask.

“I promise,” he answers. “Rest here, in my arms.”

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