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Hi! I’d like to request a John “Bucky” Egan fic where he tries several times to flirt with the reader, but the reader is super oblivious about it and just thinks he’s being nice. It becomes something everyone on base talks about and gets invested in. Maybe other people set up a scheme to get them together or make the reader realize how he feels. Idk, just something funny and cute like that ig 😁
Thank you so much for requesting, Nonnie, I’ve been having so much fun with these Masters of the Air requests! I loved getting to write for our best boy Bucky 🥰 Shoutout to @blurredcolour’s Trust fic (an absolute masterpiece, check it out y’all!) for helping with the writers block on this one 😅 (Reminder that requests are open! Feel free to check out some of my favorite prompt lists in my pinned post 😊)
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based off the portrayal by the actors in the Apple TV+ series. I hold nothing but respect for the real life individuals referenced within.
Oblivious
“There’s my favorite nurse!”
You rolled your eyes at the phrase that announced John “Bucky” Egan’s every visit to sickbay.
“Hello, Major,” you said, turning to greet him with a mock-exasperated smile.
Bucky clutched a hand to his heart as if wounded, a hurt expression on his face. “How many times do I gotta tell you to call me Bucky, sweetheart?”
“At least a few more times, Major,” you reply, unable to hide a smile at the usual volley of friendly banter.
Major John Egan had been unusually friendly to you since the first moment he’d sauntered in to introduce himself to the medical staff as Air Exec. Your colleagues had blushed afterward and playfully insisted that he had paid you more attention than the others, but you just laughed and shook your head, insisting that he was just being nice.
This visit was simply another instance of Bucky being friendly to you; well, that and Harry Crosby’s airsickness had gotten the better of him again and he was checking up on the navigator.
You stepped aside as Bucky approached Harry’s cot, ready to update him on the goings-on since the last mission had returned.
He threw you a kind smile before perching on the stool next to Harry.
“How’s my girl treatin’ you, Crosby?”
Harry happily told him how the base had gotten a new shipment of airsickness pills and you had slipped him a spare box for his own personal use, and Bucky’s smile grew wider and wider.
You were glad to see how happy he was at the news that his friend was feeling better, and you quietly excused yourself to tend to the other patients.
Bucky sighed as you walked away.
“She still hasn’t picked up on it, huh?”
“No, Croz, she hasn’t.” sighed Bucky, “She thinks I’m just bein’… nice or friendly or something. Which I am!” He added hurriedly, “But I just…I like her so much. I wish she’d notice.”
“She will, buddy,” Harry replied, with a comforting pat on his friend’s hand, “She will.”
Bucky headed out after a few more minutes of conversation, giving you a wink and a smile as he walked past your station.
“Bucky visited again, huh?” Rebecca, one of your fellow nurses, sidled up next to you with a teasing grin.
“Yes, Major Egan came by to visit Lieutenant Crosby,” you replied, putting emphasis on their ranks.
“You’re sure that’s all he was here for? Somehow he never shows up here without an excuse to see you…”
“He’s just being nice, Becca,” you insisted, “You know how these soldier boys are.”
“But he’s always—”
“Becca,” you cut her off as gently as you can, “I really don’t wanna talk about this anymore.”
“Alright, alright,” she held her hands up in surrender, “Bucky is an off-limits topic, gotcha.”
The conversation turned to the current hot gossip, and you idly chimed in when it seemed appropriate, losing yourself in your routine tasks.
Rebecca broke off to check on Harry again, narrowing her eyes as she noticed Harry watching you.
“Something Nurse L/N can help you with, Crosby?”
He jumped, gaze darting to Rebecca as she approached.
“No ma’am, I just…”
He scrambled to think of some excuse, but all he could come up with was: “I’m trying to think of some way to get Y/N to notice Bucky!”
Rebecca blinked in surprise, then plopped down onto the stool next to his bed, leaning in conspiratorially.
“Oh thank goodness it’s not just me! He’s been at it for months but the poor girl’s just so oblivious…”
“I keep telling him to just talk to her like a normal person, but he insists on dancing around it!” Harry instantly agreed, glad to have someone besides Jean to talk to about this. “He’s been so distracted lately. If he doesn’t do something soon, I’m worried it might start to affect his flying.”
Rebecca pressed her lips into a thin line, twisting a strand of hair worriedly.
After a few moments of quiet, she spoke up again, green eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I’ve got an idea.”
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“Hey Bucky,” Harry said at breakfast the next morning, “I’m gonna pop down to the infirmary to visit Winks, wanna come with?”
Bucky quickly agreed— he’d been meaning to check on Winks yesterday as well as Croz, but got caught up in… well, you.
As they entered, Bucky made a beeline for Winks while Harry caught Rebecca’s eye and gave a subtle nod, which she returned, signaling her part of the plan was complete.
She had removed the step stool you always used from one of the supply closets, now hidden under one of the cots nearby. When you weren’t able to reach something on one of the higher shelves, well…
Good thing Bucky was so tall.
“Y/N, would you mind grabbing some more bandages for me? My station’s running low.”
“Sure thing, Becca!” You called, stepping away from your current station to check the supply closet.
“Becca…” your confused voice called from the closet, “Do you know where the stepstool went?”
“It’s not there?” She called back, sounding equally confused. “Let’s see, um…”
She scanned the room, putting on a good show of looking for someone who could help.
“Oh, Bucky! Would you mind helping Nurse L/N grab something from the supply closet for me?”
“No problem, Becca,” came his reply, accompanied with his trademark winning smile as he nodded to Winks and made his way over to the supply closet.
It was much smaller than he’d anticipated, and barely half a foot was all that separated you as he asked, “Alright, what do ya need, sweethea—”
The pet name was cut off by the sound of the supply closet door closing.
And locking.
You lunged for the handle as Bucky reached up to turn on the single lightbulb, both of you calling out in confusion.
“Becca! What?”
“C’mon, guys, this isn’t funny!”
Harry’s voice came through the door, clear and determined.
“Just tell her how you feel, Bucky! Your tactic clearly isn’t working!”
“I— what?” You turned to Bucky, hoping he knew what in the world they were talking about.
Bucky hesitated, but seeing as it seemed he had no choice…
“Well this isn’t… exactly how I wanted to do it, but…” He took a deep breath, twisting his fingers together in an uncharacteristic display of anxiety, “I really like you, doll. I’ve liked you since I first laid eyes on you. And I’ve tried every way I know how to tell you, but nothin’ worked, so…” He gestured around at the supply closet, “I guess it came to this? Which wasn’t my idea, by the way. Just for the record. I would never…”
His voice faltered, and you realized just how close you were to him. You didn’t remember moving forward. You were just suddenly there, so close the two of you were almost breathing each other’s air.
“You… you like me?”
Bucky couldn’t help but laugh at that.
“Doll, you think I call every pretty girl workin’ here my favorite nurse?”
You flushed at the compliment.
“I thought you were just being nice, I didn’t…”
“I mean, I was bein’ nice,” He said with a shrug, grinning, “Just not quite in the way you were thinking.”
Bucky’s eyes flicked down to your mouth, and being this close to you, he couldn’t hide the bob of his throat as he swallowed nervously.
“I’d, uh. I’d really like to kiss you right now, if that’s alright with you, sweetheart.”
You nodded slowly, “I think I’d really like that, Major Egan.”
“It’s Bucky, sweetheart,” he murmured softly as he leaned in, capturing your lips.
You may or may not have spent more than a few lonely nights in your bunk imagining what it would be like to kiss Major John Egan.
Your imaginings were nothing compared to reality.
This was magic unlike anything you could have dreamed.
Your arms wound around his neck as his wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against him. You toyed with the dark curls at the nape of his neck as he slanted his mouth against yours, deepening the kiss. Needing to be closer, you tried to step towards him, but merely succeeded in pressing him back against the shelves.
Ordinarily you would apologize, but something like a thrill ran up your spine when you felt him grin into the kiss as his back hit the shelves, knocking rolls of bandages and boxes of gauze onto the floor.
His right hand moved to cup your cheek, keeping your lips connected as his other hand splayed across your back, pulling you impossibly closer as you arched into him.
You could still feel him grinning as he murmured against your lips, “Knew you were feisty under that good girl act.”
“Bucky,” you whined softly as he pulled away from you, chest heaving.
“Oh, now she uses my name,” he teased breathlessly, bumping his nose playfully against yours.
The two of you flinched as sunlight spilled into the dim closet, a harsh change from the dingy yellow lightbulb you had become accustomed to.
Harry and Rebecca stood in the doorway, wearing twin smug grins.
“Looks like our work here is done,” Becca said, shooting you a wink as she bid farewell to Harry with a two-fingered salute, “Pleasure working with you, Lieutenant Crosby.”
“Same to you, Nurse Carter,” Harry replied, and he turned back to the two of you, a genuine smile on his face.
“About time, Bucky.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Bucky waved off his friend’s I told you so, “You gonna congratulate me or what?”
“Congratulations,” came Harry’s mock-put-out reply, accompanied by a genuinely congratulatory clap on his arm. “You got a good one. And it only took months of unsuccessful flirting—”
“Hey, I got her in the end, didn’t I?” He squeezed you closer, grinning down at you.
Your lipstick was all over his mouth, and you’re sure the Victory Red on your own lips was in no better shape.
You couldn’t bring yourself to care, however, as he pulled you in for a tender kiss.
Which you broke for a moment to point out, “He isn’t wrong, you know, it was months of unsuccessful—”
Your teasing was promptly cut off with a “shush” mumbled against your lips as Bucky silenced you with a kiss.
#sage answers#major john bucky egan#bucky egan#bucky egan x reader#john bucky egan#john bucky egan x reader#callum turner#masters of the air#masters of the air x reader#callum turner masters of the air#callum turner x reader
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이찬영 / anton lee ★
pairings: cg! anton lee x f!little reader. genre: sfw age regression, fluff. synopsis: cg!anton comforts his stressed little after they become too overwhelmed with college. warnings: nonsexual usage of 'daddy.' no major warnings apply. dni: you sexualize little space. requested by @graceslittlecorner ♥︎
"oh my god," you mumble. "i'm losing my mind." there are homework papers scattered everywhere on your desk and the floor, textbooks stacked on top of each other lay dangerously close to the edge, and the study music you put on loop hours ago started sounding like nails on a chalkboard a few minutes ago.
you weren't usually this unorganized when studying, but midterms were scarily close. everything college related was going good so far, and you were terrified of messing it up.
it had been weeks since you regressed. you felt as if you had no time to do so, and a part of you convinced yourself that you needed to give anton a break. anton on the other hand, was concerned. he subtly tried to get you to regress by putting on cartoons while you two sat in the living room, and "accidentally" leaving your stuffie lulu on the bed with your paci next to it. unfortunately, his attempts were futile.
while lost in thought, you hear a knock and out of the corner of your eye you see anton peeking in, pushing a few books you threw by the door out of the way as he opens it.
"hi love, i brought you some fruit." his tone is sweet, you notice he's speaking to you in his caregiver voice. you smile at him and whisper a 'thank you,' as he sets the bowl on an empty spot on your desk. "how's studying going?" you look at the mess of homework and books everywhere and let out a sigh. "perfectly fine! i have everything under control."
anton can tell that you're feeling overwhelmed. even though he wants to cuddle you and help you slip, he doesn't know if now is a good time to ask.
while trying to reorganize things, you realize one of your homework papers is now missing. you start shoving things off your desk and try your best to not start crying. tears cloud your eyes and you can feel a lump in your throat. "where the hell did i just put my homework?" you whine, letting your tears fall.
anton watches you silently, wondering what's going on.
"is something wrong, bunny?" that nickname sets you off. you didn't want to be big and deal with stupid tests or homework anymore. you wanted your daddy.
tears begin falling down your face faster than you realize, and before you know it anton's cradling you in his arms. "you're okay, just breathe." he says, running his fingers through your hair. "what's wrong baby, hm?" his voice is laced with concern, he knows what’s going on but chooses to let you tell him first.
“so stressed about everything, daddy…” you mumble into his chest. he places a kiss on the top of your head and coos. “i’m sorry things have been so hard for you, babygirl.” anton runs his fingers through your hair in an attempt to soothe your sobs.
“you know you can tell daddy anything, right?” he whispers to you. “any problem big or small, and i’ll help you the best i can.” you look up at him through teary eyes, a slight blush appearing on your face.
you pout. “didn’t wanna bother you. you’re too busy.” anton shakes his head no, and smiles softly at you. “i’m never too busy to take care of my baby. daddy is always gonna be here whenever you need me.” anton wipes a few fallen tears out of your face and then in one motion, scoops you into his arms.
“don’t worry about your homework for now. let’s take a nap, hm?” you nod your head, making a babbling noise in agreement.
anton lies down in bed with you, letting you rest your head against his chest. his heartbeat is almost like a sweet melody. it lulls you to sleep almost immediately.
anton, on the other hand, stays perfectly still as to not wake you. you hadn’t gotten proper sleep in days because of your studies. he hums to you as you drift off and rocks you gently in his arms. it’s the most serene you’ve felt in weeks, all thanks to him.
through sleepy eyes and a quiet voice, you whisper an “i love you,” to anton. right before you drift off to sleep, you hear his voice.
“i love you too, baby. sleep well.”
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'' i’m not going anywhere. '' (for sage from any of my muses.)
"You should.." Sage admitted. She warned everyone, her family were not normal. Her Father was a crime lord, he was crazy and did terrible things, just never to her, no, she was his precious little angel. Her older Brother Hale, he was just as unhinged or getting that way at least.. but Sage was like a breath of fresh air. She just wanted to enjoy life and everything it had to offer, she was a caged bird in a gilded cage. "You should have taken one look at me and run for the hills, do you know how many people wont come near me once they hear my name? Why don't you do that?" part of her was so curious about the other, their bravery or at least their lack of sense. No boy nor man she ever brought home would be good enough for her in her Fathers eyes. "You'd be smart, to get as far away from me as you can."
The painful part was that she ached for someone to love her, she'd never want to put her family in danger because she did love them, she just wasn't like them. She was softer, so much softer in her soul but god how she ached for someone to love her, just as she was. "I wouldn't blame you for turning around without a word and running for the hills because I'm a Galbraith."
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can i see eponine's shawl from les mis 1972?
my favorite costume piece for my favorite character from one of my favorite les mis adaptations who’s played by one of my favorite actresses
#les mis#sage answers#her whole costume is so lovely in this but that shawl is so special to me for some reason#this is slowly turning into a hermine karagheuz fanblog lmao#like come on how can you be in almost half of jacques rivettes films AND les mis AND be an incredible poet#fun fact this photo is the earliest photo in my google photos cause for some reason it knew the date it was taken#so if i scroll back really far into my camera roll it'll say august 16 1971 lol
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TELL ME ABOUT WEIRD FUCKED UP CAT ALASTOR
HOW DID HE GET SO WEIRD AND FUCKED UP AND CAT
ALASTOR
HE IS SO AWESOME AND I MUST GATHER AS MUCH INFORMATION ABOUT HIM AS POSSIBLE
I DON'T CARE IF IT SPOILS THE SHOW! TELL ME ABOUT WEIRD FUCKED UP CAT ALASTOR
YES I GET TO RAMBLE
ALSO NO SPOILERS HERE DW
SO basically the vas of Hazbin were asked to draw their characters as a silly goofy thing /pos
And the fandom was like ‘omg wait Amir’s drawing looks like a cat’
And so, the skrunkly was made
The character was first drawn by Coma0423 so shoutout to them (I don’t have the pic but I have a meme)
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Literally a streamer named ZOMBIE Cleo and the necromancer is Scott lol
Okay but what if she uses time powers to connect to past SMPs 👀
i have been going insane ALL DAY about the fact that scott is the necromancer witch with cleo, an actual zombie, being one of the other witches. he 100% raised them from the dead and if that's not canon it will be in my heart SDKFGK
AND THE THING!!! THE THING WITH HER BEING A TIME WITCH!!! AND THAT CONCEPT OF CONNECTING TO OTHER SMPS!!! LIKE A MONTH OR SO AGO WE GOT SCOTT SAYING IN MARTYN'S CHAT THAT HE'S THOUGHT OF HIS CHARACTER LIKE CLARA FROM DOCTOR WHO, AND THAT HE KEEPS SHOWING UP IN TIMELINES- AND THAT MCC!SCOTT FELL INTO A TIME RIFT.
lowercase for clarity here but hhhashfdghfkghk i am rotating all of this information rn. scott resurrects cleo. cleo creates time rifts or can access them? cleo sees scott and is like "hey do you know you're scattered across space and time or?" and scott just sorta shrugs. they are besties. idk that's all i got at this point.
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Obligatory Kazolai for ship bingo
Kazolai my beloved <3
(obligatory reminder @ everyone go read Bastards in Crime for literally the best Kazolai content no I’m not biased 🖤🖤🖤)
#and what if i said you’re literally the reason i ship them 👀👉👈#gjskfjsjcjks#sage answers#kazolai#ship bingo#ask game#timeandspacelord
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Invite me into your rich inner world pls, I must know the timtam hcs
EVERYONE IS WELCOME INTO MY RICH INNER WORLD, hello, hi!<3
the timtam headcanons…. well. I just think that if dc weren’t COWARDS we could have had like. a really good arc for them where tim decided he wanted to not be such a piece of shit?? bc tam deserves better and bc he doesn’t want this to be the way that he is like bruce when he always insists that he’s not, yknow… like of all the ways to be like batman, "treating romantic interests as resources to be used" is really not the one you wanna emulate, and tim has often been written by misogynists in the past sjfjdk so he already has a not-great track record with girlfriends.... I think it would have been a rly good opportunity to have him clean up his act, especially bc tam is a seriously great character 😭💕
anyway back to the hcs, like. I think if he made an effort to be considerate as they were working together, they could have gradually become friends again? bc the reason she was so upset with him was bc he disregarded her feelings and did something rly hurtful in the name of his vigilante work, so I think if he actually apologized and then made consistent efforts to show he had realized his fuckup and was trying to do better, then it would have been a slow process but she eventually could have forgiven him. and as tam’s trust mended I think her romantic feelings for him would have also come back (we know our girl has No Sense lmao, she got the hots for him literally mid-assassination attempt bc she thinks that shit is sexy :P) and then they could have dated for real….
and as far as those tags specifically, at that point tim would just be like. in so deep lmao, when they started fucking I just think he would be So Happy To Be There yknow 😭 he has a cool smart fun hot girlfriend who wants to have sex with him…. wow…… dreams do come true…..
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Sage you gotta opt in for the boops! If you’re on mobile you should see this on the top of your dash with an opt in option! If it’s not there maybe try updating the app 👀 I wish to give you the boops!
I think I got it!!! 🤡
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hiya! ik it might be late for v-day prompts but could i request a buck x female reader with the prompts 'boo boo kiss' and 'pet names'? where he's gone on a mission all day and she's a base nurse? maybe he comes back all scraped up and a little delulu
thanks so much! xx
not too late at all, Nonnie! Thank you so much for requesting, I’ve been having so much fun with these Masters of the Air requests! (Reminder that requests are open! Feel free to check out some of my favorite prompt lists in my pinned post, or check the tag “Sage’s Valentines” for some special Valentine’s Day prompts <3)
Obligatory disclaimer that I know absolutely nothing about head wounds nor how they were dealt with during WW2, we are running purely on vibes here 😇
Kiss It Better? 💋
Having been a base nurse at Thorpe Abbots for nearly three months now, you were no stranger to flirtatious soldiers. They would wander in between missions — usually to visit a friend on the mend in sickbay — and it became routine for them to try out one or two pickup lines on you. Sometimes they made you blush, but you knew it was all just a bit of fun for them. Had to get their entertainment somewhere, you supposed.
Major Gale Cleven, or “Buck” as everyone called him… he was different, though. The first time he’d come in to visit an injured comrade, you’d stood there frozen for at least a full ten seconds before coming back to yourself and leading him over to his friend.
It wasn’t just that he was handsome — though he absolutely was. It was the way he made real conversation with you in the rare moments where you didn’t have any pressing responsibilities, rather than a few silly lines to turn you red. He was… kind, and before too long you began to consider him a friend.
A friend you had a hopeless crush on, but a friend nonetheless.
Your fellow nurses, and even a few of the 100th Bomb Group took notice, and would quietly tease you whenever Buck came by — though he never seemed to notice how you blushed and swatted away the people who’d give you knowing smiles as they walked by.
Every time he went out on a mission, you held your breath, and thanked your lucky stars each time he wasn’t one of the soldiers being rushed to the sickbay upon their return.
Until he was.
You were in the middle of tending to poor Lt. Crosby after yet another bout of airsickness when Buck was rushed in. You froze, icy veins of fear gripping your heart, but quickly shook it off and went back to your current patient, mentally scolding yourself.
But Harry had noticed how the blood had drained from your face, and gently placed a hand over yours, stopping you.
“Go take care of him,” he smiled, nodding over to where Buck was being transferred to a bed, “I’ll be fine. Nothin’ I haven’t dealt with before.”
You eventually nodded, asking one of your fellow nurses to take over for you despite Harry’s protests that he was “perfectly fine, honest!” and made your way over to Buck’s cot in the corner of the room.
As you drew closer, you winced at the large bump that was clear on his temple, accompanied by various scrapes and bruises. According to the people that brought him in, the landing had been rougher than usual, and loose items in the plane had flown everywhere, leaving more than one soldier with bumps and bruises, but Buck seemed to have gotten the worst of it.
You attempted to remain professional, cataloging each injury and mentally checking off the supplies you’d need. Something seemed… off about Buck, though. Rather than a pained wince or even a brave attempt at his usual smile, Buck’s face transformed into a wide, uncharacteristic grin as you stood at his bedside.
“Hey,” he said in a dazed voice, your name sliding off his tongue with an ease that surprised you, given that he always called you by your last name and made sure to use the title of “Nurse” that you’d earned in wartime.
You nearly blushed at the charming, boyish expression on his face, wincing only slightly at the way the scrapes scattered across his face stretched with his smile, but remained as professional as you could, tending to his wounds with care and speed that spoke to your experience.
Buck rambled the entire time — this may have been the most you’d heard him speak since you met, and you soaked in every word. He rambled on about what happened in the air on this most recent mission, about his friends & family back home, about life in Wyoming.
“Got any pretty girls waiting for you back there?” You blurted out, fiddling with the bandages on his forehead and firmly avoiding eye contact.
“None as pretty as you, darlin’” Came his smooth reply, and good lord if hearing him call you that in that soft Southern drawl didn’t make you weak in the knees.
“Oh, hush, Major.” You bit your lip in an attempt to hide the smile fighting its way to your face, retreating back into the safety of professionalism.
“How are you feeling now? Those scrapes should heal up in no time, but you might have to hold off flying until that head wound clears up—”
“Might heal up faster if you kiss it better,” he grinned, dazed blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
Heat flooded your face, and your mind went entirely blank.
Several subtle glances around the room confirmed that your fellow nurses were focused on their own patients. Not a single eye was on you and Buck in the corner.
Taking a moment to gather your courage, you steeled yourself before pressing your lips to Buck’s temple for the merest moment. You were sure your cheeks were nearly as red as your lipstick as you pulled away, checking again to make sure no one saw— the teasing from your colleagues would surely be merciless if they knew.
“Thank you, sweetheart. I can feel myself gettin’ better already,” Buck drawled with that same boyish grin, his fingertips resting over yours at the edge of the bed.
You jerked away, suddenly even more aware of the potential eyes on you.
“You should heal up just fine, Major. The docs will just need to run a couple tests before you’re clear to fly again.” You said before excusing yourself.
If only you hadn’t been in such a rush to get away.
You would’ve remembered to wipe off the bright red lipstick mark lingering on Buck’s forehead.
(Sorry, Nonnie 😇 I saw the opportunity for a cliffhanger here and I couldn’t resist… What could possibly happen next? 👀)
Read Part 2 here!
#Sage’s Valentines#austin butler#austin butler x reader#austin butler major gale buck cleven#major gale cleven#masters of the air#masters of the air x reader#buck cleven#my writing#sage answers
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hi! thank u for doing cg!riize fics/imagines justice 🥺 i love everything you've put out so far 🫶🏻🫶🏻 can i request headcanons as to how cg!anton would put his little to sleep when he/she is too hyper nearing bedtime? tysm!! looking forward to it!!
tysm for requesting this!
이찬영 / anton lee ★
pairings: cg! anton lee x f!little reader. genre: sfw age regression, fluff. warnings: nonsexual usage of 'daddy' no major warnings apply. dni: if you sexualize little space.
you for the most part hate having a bedtime
and anton knows this!
…but you can’t stay up until 4 am seven days a week, it’s just not healthy
so it’s probably one of the few things cg!anton is strict about
doesn’t mean you’re gonna listen to him though!
you know it’s closer to your bedtime when anton starts helping you pick your toys up
he smiles at you, knowing you’re about to throw a fit
“let’s go to sleep, baby.”
“don’t want to daddy!” you pout. anton mouthed your words as you spoke, knowing you’d run the same line you’ve already given him 100 times before
when you get sassy, he’s gonna get sassier
“you can’t make me go to bed!”
“fine! but when you're walking around like a zombie tomorrow, don't say i didn't try to stop you..”
“you're such a meanie.”
his eyes wander around the room, making a show of ignoring the way you’re pouting at him
at some point he tries bribing you with your paci, and you almost fall for it!
but then you decide to not let anton win yet. so you start running around the living room, alternating between singing and making airplane noises (mainly to annoy anton)
it's way past your bedtime by now, and anton's getting a tad bit frustrated as you show no signs of wanting to slow down
"can you please stop running, baby?" he asks you, tone still patient as ever.
"NOPE! NEVER!"
and then you start throwing pillows at him
anton is sooooo done at this point
realizes he has to stop you once you start yelling "hey anton!"
& you know it's serious when his voice gets "louder" (heavy on the quotation marks, he would literally never raise his voice at you)
"y/n, it's past your bedtime. i need you to stop running around." the seriousness in his voice makes you stop in your tracks
you pout and mope all the way to the bathroom, even ignoring anton when he tries to hold your hand
which makes him feel bad for "scolding" you
he helps you go through your night routine, making sure to give you lots of kisses and call you pretty names!
carries you all the way to your shared bedroom, and then he helps you pick out a comfy pair of pjs!! which he just so happens to have a matching set of :D
anton would pull you close to his chest once you two are settled in bed and then kiss your forehead
"you're so pretty, baby" he'd whisper to you, with the pet name + compliment making your cheeks flush. you smile and curl into him some more.
"sorry for not listening, daddy."
anton starts humming to you quietly, a sure way of getting you to fall asleep.
"it's okay, angel. just sleep now, hm?"
this ended up being longer than i thought it would be, sorry! i hope you like it though and tysm for requesting <3
#sage answers#anonymous#kpop agere#kpop little space#cg!riize#cg!kpop#agere fanfic#kpop#cg!bias#sfw agere#riize imagine#riize fluff#riize x reader#riize imagines#riize anton#agere kpop#agere sfw#anton x reader#anton blurb#riize blurb#anton imagine#anton imagines#riize oneshot#riize oneshots#anton oneshot#anton oneshots#kpop imagines#kpop age regression#riize x little reader#riize agere
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who’s your pfp?
marianne mille as eponine in the original 1980 les mis production at the palais des sports in paris! she’s probably my favourite eponine of all time
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top 5 favourite kitchen utensil
1.spatula
2.whisk
3.cheese grater
4.potato peeler
5.garlic press
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I see from the reblogs the flower husbands have gotten you again. Get better soon (but don't actually share the suffering with me lmao)
-Sol
LOL yeah I saw a post that just mentioned how the toxic flower husbands headcanon is shit, and had to to on a flower husbands reblog spree to make myself feel better haha
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SAGE! OH MY FUCKING GOD LOVE ARE YOU OK?! I HEARD ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED WHAT THE FUXK ACTUALLY HAPPENED?!?! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!?
oh hi so basically if I can put it simply:
vrrroooom eeeeeeeee kaboom crashh ouchie weeeuuuwwwweeeewuuuuweewuu and they got me to hospi and yeah. I won't die dw tho your request will be done asap 🙏
(also I'm okay! ty for asking ❤)
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❗️👺🍓📌 for the genloss ask game :D
tysm for the ask!!! This got… a lot longer than I planned oops 😅
❗️-Favorite character?
as much as I love gl!ranboo, I gotta go with gl!slime! His humor in ep 1 was fantastic, and the way the comedic relief role continued even as the episodes got darker and darker all the way up to the reveal in ep 3? Absolutely fantastic, 10/10 would goop again (also just. the moment the filter is pulled away in ep 2 to reveal That™️ and the implications of the “slime” in ep 1… AGHHHH)
👺 -Favorite actor? (different from character-who do you think performed the best?)
Ranboo! I know some people say that his acting could have been better, and I’m not saying they’re wrong, but I feel like the stiff, sort of hollow “actor voice” they fell into at times really added to their performance and the idea that it’s not actually *Ranboo* but Ranboo being controlled by SFM. And don’t even get me started on the ending sequence of ep 3 oh my GOD (not gonna lie, I was genuinely concerned at the end there 👀)
🍓-Opinions on Squiggles?
What a fun little dude!! I wouldn’t have wanted any other mascot for a sinister media corporation fhskdhd (Seriously though, the little reactions were fantastic comedic relief, and it was cool to see them continue to be so lighthearted even as the episodes got darker.)
📌 -Anything else you just Need to talk about about it?
GL!NIKI AND GL!AUSTIN OH MY GODDDD
ok first of all, on top of being literally the only female streamer there, gl!Niki’s argument to be saved just being “I’m nice”?? SERIOUS commentary there on how people view content creators, especially female creators, Niki in particular bc that’s how she’s been viewed pretty much her entire career! Plus the way she was sobbing the entire time except for when she was putting on a smile for the camera (more commentary on female creators 👀 gotta look good for the viewers, otherwise they won’t pick her!) And then even when she’s picked, she’s shot COMPLETELY OFFSCREEN AND JUST DISCARDED. SOOOO MUCH TO SAY HERE ABOUT HOW PEOPLE VIEW STREAMERS (esp female ones!!) AS COMMODITIES!!
And GL!AUSTIN!!! The intro text for the viewers under his name being “gay” (bc that’s what viewers primarily know him as, just like Niki being “nice”!!) but then going on and on about all the wives and children he has!!! (something something he’s aware of the Bury Your Gays trope often perpetuated by Big Corporations *cough* Showfall *cough* and wants to avoid that in any way possible something something)
Also: Charlie thinks Ranboo got out 🥲
GenLoss asks!!!
#sage answers#ask game#genloss ask game#generation loss#genloss#generation loss spoilers#genloss spoilers
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