#time to turn it on the popcorn setting 🥰

[luveline]

Hi Jadey! For a request I always thought it would be a cute idea for Steve and r finding a wild animal in the wilderness or something in the zombie au! Like when Steve found a deer at the college’s gate! Idk, hope this inspires you!! 🥰

thank you for your request my love! steve zombie!au ♡ fem!reader, 1.2k

Your breath turns to fog before it's fully left your mouth. Steve turns to make sure you're okay over an icy slip of asphalt, your hands tightly bound for safety's sake, and not because you've spent the last few weeks kissing and not talking about it afterwards. 

"It's not far," he says. He knows you know that, but this is his way of reassuring you without breaking the tough guy act, or something. 

You're desperate for him to hold your hand, not only for the admission of affection it is (and that you so sorely crave), but your hands are ice without his to trap the heat. It's been cold lately, evidence of a crushing winter quickly coming and unavoidable. You've yet to see snow, but rain falls cold and the low temperatures paint the roads and overgrown lawns in frost. Steve has led you down miles of residential, a town not unlike your hometown passing you by one slippery step at a time. 

Hand in hand, it doesn't break your heart as much as it could. 

"I really want popcorn," you say. 

"Yeah? Were you a buttery kinda girl, or sweet? Salted?" 

"You sound like there's a right and wrong answer. What did you like?" 

Steve hoists the heavy rifle he's carrying over one shoulder higher, the tip of it aligned against the back of his head. He doesn't know how to use it; he likely won't need to. The threat of it has been enough to scare off three different poachers in the last two weeks alone. Every time you manage to successfully defend yourselves, Steve relaxes an inch. 

"I liked all three, but I liked sweet best," he says. Your footsteps crunch as you pop a curb and follow along a row of overgrown hedges heavy with bird berries. "You didn't answer. You always avoid answering when I ask you stuff like that." 

You tell him exactly how you like your popcorn to appease him. He smiles in victory, but something stays lingering in the back of your head. 

"I don't avoid answering." 

"Yesterday I asked if you wanted the old spice stick or the teen spirit and you shrugged." 

"I thought you were trying to tell me I smelled like sweat." 

"No, just… you said teen spirit smells like the candy you used to get from Haven, and I didn't want to remind you about it being gone." 

"Everything reminds me." You're living in the end times. No use pretending things are normal, but you'll indulge him if that's what he wants. "Ask me something and I'll tell you a straight answer." 

Steve hums. His cheeks are pink in the cold, the very tip of his nose tinted blue. "Do I only get one answer?" 

"You can have two at a price." 

You flirt on impulse, cringe away from yourself upon realisation. Why would you say that? you ask yourself worriedly, train of thought suddenly quashed when Steve pulls your hand toward his hip. He slides his ratty sneaker between yours, lips set. 

"What, there's a price?" he asks quietly. "How long has that been in place? I would've tried paying it before." 

You push his chest without any real intent. "Don't, Steve." 

"Don't what?" 

"I was just kidding, you don't have to…"

"I know you were kidding, but I want to." Steve smiles at you with teeth. "Brushed extra this morning. Bet I still taste of Arctic Fresh."

You tip your head back, but you get nervous the moment before he leans in. Steve closes his eyes while yours stay open, leaning in slowly. His hand presses flat to your coat. 

Steve kisses like a sweetheart, all gentle and careful, lips lightly chapped where they press against the seam of yours. Rougher as your lips part, like even the hint of you inspires desperation. A kiss from Steve can make your whole week, and that's a testament to how surprised you have to be to pull away before you actually get one. 

"Steve–" You cut yourself short, looking over his shoulder in shock. 

He whips to the side. You grab his hand, as if to say, Hey, it's okay. You're not in any danger, just… 

"We must be close to the zoo," he says. 

There, in the middle of the street stands an animal you've never seen before. It has a deep brown body with short, striped legs. It's about the size of a show pony, you'd guess, though it doesn't look as volatile. For a moment you think it might be a zebra.

"It's an okapi." 

You wrap your arm around his, eyes on the animal as it gathers a cud of stringy grass. "What's an okapi?" you ask. 

"I don't know how to explain it, they…" He fades off as the okapi trots further inward. "We saw them at Garfield Park before it closed when I was a kid. They're not giraffes, but they kinda look like them, huh?" 

You and Steve have come across a number of animals. Rabid dogs starving for food, cats that were surprisingly friendly. Rabbits, squirrels, fish to catch for smokey dinners when you're hungry like you are today. But never anything you'd see at the Fort Wayne zoo. 

"What do you think it looks like?" Steve whispers. 

"It has a giraffe's head and a zebra body. Or a bison." 

"And you gave me that one for free." 

You laugh and the okapi spooks, turning its head to your huddle. Steve stands in front of you protectively. The okapi only watches you watching her with small black eyes. 

"What do we do?" you ask. "I don't want to scare her away." 

"She's a wild animal. She's not going to stay if we move, and we can't stay here and freeze." Steve squeezes your hand, his voice nearly inaudible. "Sorry. Maybe we can go around her, honey." 

You blink. Honey. That's me. He's calling me honey. 

The okapi head shoots up as a rustling crack sounds from a hundred feet behind you, sprinting away. One second she's nosing at grass cracked asphalt, the next she's out of view. 

You stand shell-shocked together staring at the space where she'd been. 

Steve thumbs the strap of the rifle. "It's weird," he says quietly. "We've been eating scraps and I didn't even think about trying to shoot her."

"Oh." You look at his face, the soft hollows of his eyes and his strong nose. "I didn't think about it either." 

"Stupid of me," he murmurs. 

You kiss the corner of his mouth. "I don't think it's stupid, Steve. Something else." 

He turns his lips to yours and steals a proper one. There isn't much Arctic Fresh left behind, but it's a really nice kiss regardless. Warming, velvety soft.

He pulls his lips from yours to rest his nose against your cheek. "Do I still get to ask a question?" he asks. 

You'd tell him whatever it is he wanted to know. You're just so excited that he wants to know it in the first place. 

"Ask me anything," you say. 

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[jackles010378]

Sleepyhead Dean:

Prompt: We need a sleepy dean story!! Just some real fluff where he plonks himself on readers lap wherever she is and just snuggles into her lap 😍

Just pure fluff for @janineb86

A Dean Winchester story x reader

It was Thursday night and it was movie night. Sam had gone out with Eileen so it was just you and Dean. You were waiting for Dean in his "cave" trying to pick a movie to watch.

You know Dean didn't do chick flicks but you really wanted to watch the notebook, it was your turn to pick after all. So you placed the dvd in the player and got it all set up.

Dean came jumping over the sofa nearly spilling the popcorn and his beer everywhere, when he looked up at the TV "ah jeez y/n, the notebook, seriously. What's my rule?" You looked at him and took a swig of your beer "it's my turn to pick so I choose chick flick" giving him that look that you know always makes him cave.

Dean didn't exactly know when he started to have feelings for you, but he does. You're his best friend and he doesn't want to jeopardize it. So he represses his feelings and keeps his mouth shut. But what he doesn't know is you have feelings for him too.

Half way through the movie you look at Dean who was half asleep. "If you don't wanna watch go to bed sleepy head" his head springs up "no no I'm watching, just boring is all, wouldn't be like this if you had picked an action movie" really he doesn't want to leave you, he wants to spend as much time with you as he can so he tries to stay awake.

Nearing towards the end of the film you feel a weight on your shoulder. Dean had slowly slumped down falling asleep. You took a quick glance at him, he looked so peaceful you didn't have the heart to move him. Instead you lay down and slowly pulled him down with you. You felt his whole body relax and his arm snake around your waist, hugging you so tightly like he didn't want to let go. You turned the TV off and lay there happily with Dean right next to you. Maybe, just maybe in the morning you would tell him how you felt. But right here, right now in this moment you would cherish forever ❤️

Short but sweet, hope you liked it 🥰

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[spicysix]

okay imagine coming home from the mall with robin and nancy and you’re wearing a new perfume that just smells absolutely incredible it’s as if angels made it themselves- then you go over to eddie’s to hang out, eventually he hugs you and he cannot let go because you smell so good

you can totally take this idea and do whatever you want with it I just got new lotion from Sephora and had this random thought😭 you can write a blurb over it if you’d like because it’s a good prompt “I would let go but you just smell so. good.”

a/n: first ever request! thank you, bby, for this lovely plot idea. hope you like it!

warnings: pure fluff! 🥰 AFAB reader, there's the mention of usage of lingerie. besides that, is pretty gn, no pronouns used, no use of y/n

word count: 2.1k oops that went further than i anticipated

↳ requests are open!

love sneaked in with the smell of you

You parked your car right next to Eddie’s van. The hood was open and there were tools scattered around it on the floor, and you guessed he was working on the van again. You wondered if that old metal box would ever stop being such high maintenance. Probably not.

Sundays were your official movie night with Eddie. You would take turns choosing films, and it was Eddie’s turn - thank god, because you didn’t have time to stop by Family Video today, after spending the whole day with Robin and Nancy in Hawkins’ brand new shopping mall.

You turned off the car, pulled your keys out of the ignition, and looked at all the bags in the passenger seat, pondering if you should bring your purchases in to show Eddie. Some of them were safe, a few new earrings and bracelets, your favorite band’s new vinyl, and your delicious new fragrance - you were already using it, by the way, having splashed it over your neck the minute you bought it.

But there were also some unsafe purchases, the ones Robin and Nance had convinced you to buy under threats of exposure - sexy lingerie. You tried telling them it would be a waste of money because you had no one to show them off to, since you were sure Eddie was not interested in you the same way you were interested in him. But they told you to buy them and try anyway, or they would tell him the secret about your crush.

You, of course, knew they were all talk, and would never betray you like that, but there was a certain thrill about buying the set, a tiny little voice in the back of your mind that kept your hopes up. Who knows? Maybe he would see your sexy lacy set someday.

Before you lost your courage, you grabbed all the bags and got out of the car, heading to the Munson’s trailer door.

The sun was setting and Wayne’s car was not in the driveway anymore, him having already left for his Sunday night shift at the plant. That man was addicted to taking extra shifts. But that meant Eddie and you would be alone. Just you, him, your new perfume and sexy lacy set.

Sure, you were okay. Not thinking about running straight home at all.

You knocked three times and it took him a few minutes to open the door, your feet anxiously tapping against the porch wood in the meantime. When he showed up, you could see he was freshly out of the shower, clearly having put on any pair of pants and the first clean band tee he could find - it was not properly settled, part of his tummy exposed, and you gulped hard before locking your eyes on his.

“Sweetcheeks,” he called you, making you swoon internally. “Come in, come in, I’m gonna get the popcorn ready.”

You followed him in, left your bags near the couch before meeting him by the kitchen counter. He was searching through the cabinets trying to find the popcorn, his wet hair dripping and dampening his shirt. You rested your head in your fist over the counter, couldn’t help but watch him as he moved frantically all over the place. His high energy levels, so contrasting to your own calm demeanor, felt so… right, somehow.

He stopped suddenly.

Turned around slowly, a pot lid in his hand, and faced you with narrowed eyes.

Sniffed the air, like a goddamn dog.

“Is this you?” he asked. You felt like a deer caught in headlights, afraid your heart eyes were too obvious.

“Is what me?”

“This smell, it’s- Is it you?” he came closer, set the lid down in the counter, went around it and sniffed your hair. “It is you!” pointing an accusing finger at you, eyes wide now, as if you had done something wrong.

Maybe you did. “Do you hate it?” you asked, voice low, clutching your hands together and looking at the bag by the couch where you knew your new perfume was in, the source of all your problems, the demise of your life, the fall of your empire-

“Are you insane, it smells amazing!” he pulled you into a tight hug and buried his face in your neck, pulling in a deep breath.

You got instant goosebumps, your arms immovable from the strength he was hugging you, breath caught in your throat.

“Jesus fucking Christ, sweets, where’d you got this?” his voice was raspy, and right next to your ear, and you gulped hard, trying not to freak out at his closeness.

Yes, Eddie was a touchy guy. You’ve always known, it was an obvious trait of his. From the pats on Steve’s shoulders and back, to the ruffling of Robin’s hair and the hugs he gave Dustin by the end of every Hellfire session; Eddie’s love for his friends was always shown through touch. With you it was no different - he would hug you hello and goodbye, would stretch his arm around you on the couch, would lay in your lap and beg you to run your hands through his hair.

It didn’t mean it was easy for you. It was actually very, very hard. Every. Time.

Because he would always smell so good, a mix of mint shampoo and weed smoke, and his skin callouses would tickle and scratch you just right, and you would fall just a little bit more every time. At some point, one of these days, you would have to stop calling it a crush and name it properly, admit to yourself that you wanted your best friend to be so much more. That you wanted those already intimate touches to grow even more intimate, that you wanted to feel his skin against yours with no other barriers between you, that you wanted to know the taste of his tongue on yours.

You spiraled down into all those thoughts and barely noticed the pressure of his hug softening until he no longer had his nose glued to your neck. But the gentle blow of his breath hitting your cheek set your vision back into focus, and his face was not as nearly as far away as you wished it was. Which, of course, just made it all harder.

“You okay there?” you asked, voice unsteady, eyes trained to keep looking into his, to not give in to your wishes of looking at his lips. Not sure if you were asking him or yourself.

“You. Smell. So. Good. It’s not fair,” was his answer, and unlike yours, his eyes were traveling all over your face.

“I got a new perfume at the mall today.”

“Hm, did you, now?” his smirk looked like trouble, it always did, and this time you couldn’t help but stare at it. “It was a good choice. I don’t think I wanna let you go, from how good you smell,” his fingers tightened around your hips, his eyes closed and he took a deep breath once again. “I want that smell all over the house, sweets. I want it all over my clothes. This shit’s more addicting than nicotine.”

You giggled, “Stop that. I can buy you a bottle too if you like it so much,” your hands toying with the hem of his shirt.

“Fuck no, it wouldn’t smell as good. It’s your skin, what makes the combo,” his eyes still closed, he shortened the distance between you again, his nose running up your cheek, his hand running up your arm, in such sweet caresses it almost made your eyes water.

“Eddie…” you pleaded, the lack of distance between you numbing your senses, you wanted him so bad, and he had no idea what he was doing to you.

“Yeah, baby?” the new nickname, whispered so softly right next to your ear, was the drop of water to break the dam. You gently pushed him back, causing him to open his eyes at last, those huge brown eyes of his that could make you do anything for him.

“I-I’m sorry, I can’t do this. You can’t do this to me, Eddie.”

“What are you talking about?” he tried to come near you again, but you took a step back. Small - you didn’t want to distance yourself from him, but his closeness was making you dizzy. He seemed hurt.

“There’s no way you don’t know what I’m talking about. There’s no way you don’t know the effect you have on me,” trying your best not to let your voice fail, not to let the frustrated tears fall. Eddie seemed genuinely confused, though.

“I have an… effect on you?! As in like, a sexual effect on you?” his eyes were cartoonishly wide, and you almost laughed at the way he was phrasing his words.

“No! Well, yeah, that too, but that’s not the main thing-”

“Excuse me?!”

“Eddie, let me finish!” he mimicked zipping his mouth closed and throwing away the key, but you could see that, despite his fake calm demeanor, his hands were shaking. “I am… in love with you. Okay?” you decided to rip off the band-aid all at once. “I’m in love with you and this that you’re doing, that you do constantly, is not helping me. And it’s not your fault, it really isn’t, because the way you’re so obsessed with physical contact is precisely one of the reasons that made me fall in love with you, but it just makes it harder for me, because I fall harder for you with every single touch.”

You let it all out in basically one breath like you were exorcising it out of you, not that it was a bad thing per se, but it was consuming you and all of your thoughts and driving you slowly insane.

Eddie had zipped his mouth closed, but it was now open in a shocked expression, those huge brown eyes even huger and he was not moving at all. It was honestly kind of scary.

“Look, you don’t have to change your ways, I’ll just distance myself, and you don’t have to say anything, I know you don’t feel the same way so you don’t have to say it back or anything, anyway I’ll just see myself out, I’m so sorry I ruined movie night-” you couldn’t stop the tears anymore as you headed to your bags by the cough, to get the fucking perfume that triggered all of this mess in the first place, you were kidding about your falling empire, but losing Eddie because of your stupid, unrequited feelings really felt like a tragic fucking story.

“NO!” he grabbed you by the arm when you passed through him on your way to the door, him finally snapping back into reality. “What, no, what are you talking about, I don’t feel the same? Fucking god up in the fucking sky, baby, how can you be so oblivious?”

You were the one shocked this time, as he took your bags from your fingers and delicately set them back on the floor beside your feet, hands cupping your face, touching your foreheads together.

“I’m entirely, unreservedly, far gone, topsy-turvy, head over heels, à corps perdu in love with you. How do you not see it?” As he said it, you saw it. In the way his eyes gleamed towards you, the way his cheeks turned pink, the way he was drawing circles with his thumbs against your skin - so softly, as if he was afraid he’d break you like porcelain.

Of all the times he’d hug you hello and goodbye, just a tidbit longer than he would hug everyone else. Of all the times he’d stretch his arm around you on the couch, touch your shoulder with just the tip of his fingers, thread them at the base of your neck in such a gentle caress you could almost not feel it. Of all the times he’d lay in your lap and beg you to run your hands through his hair, the hair he’d spend products and hours to make look like it was effortlessly styled in that rockstar wavy aura, the hair he wouldn’t let anyone else touch.

You were as blind as a mole. That made you laugh.

“I’m gonna say it right the fuck back, baby. I love you too,” he said it right back, before his lips found yours, the scent of your new perfume building up your new empire, not an empire, a home for him right in the center of your heart.

And maybe, just maybe, he’d see your sexy lacy lingerie set sooner rather than later.

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#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fluff #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fic #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #lui writes

[officialfics]

Family movie night with gavis family

Sure thing ❤️ sorry if it’s short, i’m working on other requests🫣

Warning: cute couple, fluff, hints of sexual tension ⚠️

•••

It was a Friday afternoon, you were with Gavi at his flat. You had slept over last night, since he thought the two of you didn't spend enough together lately.

Now you were running around the flat getting ready, since his family had invited you over for a cozy movie night.

“We should wear the matching set I got us amor" you suggested with the cute face, so he wouldn't be able to say no.

"I love you" he says giving you a kiss on the head. In other words, agreeing to your kind of cheesy offer.

Moments later you were walking up to the car, and Gavi drove off after you had buckled in. The car ride was comfortably silent, his hand was on your thigh the whole way to the house. You couldn't help but admire his face.

His eyes focusing on the road. He looked so hot you were turned on, but this wasn't the time, and you knew it. While he was parking you showered him with kisses, knowing how weak he was for them.

“What was that for” he asked fumbling onto his words.

"I love you that's all" you say confidently before opening the car door and walking off. He knew you were lying, this it what you did when you wanted him badly. He gets out seconds later, reaches for your hand and stops you right there in your tracks.

Pulling you in by your waist, smashing your body onto his. He gives you a kiss on your jaw near your ear, and whispers "I love you too" before walking off himself. Showing you that he could make you flustered as well. His ego couldn’t take being dominated by you.

At the house as you two were walking in, his family were all around. Some coming up to greet you both. Some getting comfy on the couch, others getting ready the snacks, blankets and everything essential for a movie night.

His mom comes up to you hugging you and tells you to get comfy on the coach. Even though you had demanded on helping where it was needed.

You took a seat next to Gavi, trying to get comfortable. He places the blanked over your bodies and you two cuddled till the movie was over. He constantly tried to have small talks with you, but couldn't since you and his sister were hushing him, the second he tried to open his mouth. He accepted his fate and just shoved popcorn in his mouth, since he couldn’t shut up.

Let's just say it was great night. You loved his family and so did they, it was like a second home for you.

𝐖/𝐍: my requests are open, don’t be shy🥰

#fc barca #gavi imagine #gavi one shot #gavi x reader #pablo gavi #fic rec #football one shot #gavi fluff #football fics

[sanguineterrain]

Could I get a blurb about going to see a scary movie at a drive-in theater with Eddie? 🥰

eeeee this was fun to write aud, thank you <3 i sprinkled in a little angst but it's 99% fluff. p.s. i'm still accepting st requests!

****

"Now you're sure you wanna see The Shining? They're showing Ghostbusters in the other lot."

Eddie scoffs, shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

"Have you seen me, baby? Lock up your daughter, lock up your wife! Lock up your back door and run for your life!"

You roll your eyes.

"You're just quoting AC/DC to me, Ed."

He finishes his mouthful and swallows.

"Bon Scott puts it better than I ever could, sweets."

"Right. It's just, I know you have trouble sleeping with this stuff. Remember when Wayne took you camping and told you those ghost stories?"

"I was a kid!" he cries.

"That was three years ago, Eddie."

"Honey, c'mon. I got attacked by killer bats last year. I think I can handle some corn syrup blood."

You frown. "What happened in the Upside Down doesn't mean you can't be afraid anymore."

"I know! I know. 'S just, y'know." He picks at a loose thread on his jeans. "We've seen the real thing. Movies can't hurt me. I know that."

You press your lips together. "If you're sure, Eds."

Eddie beams. "Positive."

You settle under the thick blankets contributed by both you and Eddie. He takes another scoop of popcorn. The film begins.

And it's fine. Eddie watches the arrival of the Torrances without issue. He leans over and comments on how Jack Nicholson looks absolutely unhinged from the start.

"Is he gonna lose his mind?" Eddie predicts. "I think he's gonna lose it."

As the ghosts arrive, however, Eddie starts to shift in his seat. It comes to a head when Jack Torrance truly does lose his mind. Eddie flinches at the axe splitting the door and shuts his eyes, turning away. You set your candy on the dashboard and scoot over, slowly sliding an arm around Eddie's shoulders.

"Hey," you say softly, turning down the radio. "Eds. We don't have to watch it if you don't want to."

Eddie looks at you. His cheeks are slightly red. You smile.

"'M such a scaredy cat," he mumbles.

"Eddie, it's okay if you don't like scary movies."

"Am I still the most metal guy you know?"

"Obviously," you grin.

"What if I said this was all a ploy to get you to snuggle me?"

"Now that I'd fully believe," you say. "But we didn't have to go see The Shining for that, honey."

Eddie pouts. You put down the visor so he doesn't have to keep watching.

"I used to be fearless, y'know," he says. "Sure, Wayne's ghost stories were always spooky as fuck. But I could handle it. And then after last year I just—"

He shakes his head. You nod.

"I know," you murmur. "Feels too real."

"Yeah," Eddie sighs. "Watching Nancy Wheeler saw off a shotgun really sucked the fun outta slashers."

"Well," you say. "I haven't seen Ghostbusters. And I've heard great things about that one."

Eddie smiles, a peek of fang showing.

"You're missing out, honeylove."

"Am I? Seems like we oughta get a move on then. We may just be able to find a good spot."

You peck his cheek. Eddie turns the ignition. He looks at you.

"Sure it's okay?" he checks, biting his lip.

You squeeze his shoulder, tilting your head fondly.

"Yeah, Eds. I'm sure. And if we don't get a good view, well..."

You lean over and kiss his jaw. His pulse quickens. You smirk.

"I'm sure we can think of something to pass the time."

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #fluff #halloween #ps ive never seen the shining or been to a drive in so if anything's inaccurate that's why #blurb

[dark-twist-fairytales]

🥰 Saying 'I love you' without saying it

For any of your Ninjago ships, but platonic!

Hehehehehe, platonic polyninja timeeee!

Polyninja = Jay, Cole, Kai, and Zane

~~~

Words were hard, especially in moments of down time and relaxing moments. But, this made for some pretty unique scenarios.

On the rare occasion that Wu and Lloyd were out, Nya and Pixal diving their way into the garage to work on another project (or upgrade the Samurai X mech), this left the main four to their own things.

The monastery laid in a fair amount of quiet, aside from the frantic button-pressing that came from a particularly heated blue ninja, quiet grumbles and eyebrows furrowed down in clear frustration at the boss fight he had been on for the past hour.

Of course, Jay had company to watch him devolve into controlled madness. Cole sat on the floor, out of reach of Jay, with a sketch pad in his lap that he finally pulled out after months of sitting away. Well, in his defense, being a ghost stopped a lot of his drawings. Regardless, he had the chance to sit down and actually sketch and draw. His model? Sitting right in front of him. Each detail came more onto focused as Cole used different charcoals, erasers, and scribbling to sketch Jay out.

"Oh- What?! How is that fair!?" Jay screeched out, breaking the silence as Cole gave a lazy hum in response, half-listening to the complaints of the blue ninja, as the controller got thrown to the floor and across the room, landing comically upright in front of the gaming system.

A stomp of Jay's foot, the lightning ninja huffed and leaned back on the couch behind him, a pout clear on his face that caused part of his upper lip to turn up in a scowl, nose scrunching slightly in the process. The stomp gained Cole's attention, as well as the light, yet metal steps, of the one and only white ninja.

"Maybe it's time to take a little break?" Zane suggested, sitting down on the couch and shaking a bowl in front of Jay's view. This immediately got the blue ninja to perk up, reaching eagerly for it and sitting up properly to begin munching on the popcorn inside. Of course, this got a round of chuckles from Cole and Jay, as the black ninja scooted forward to dive his left hand into the bowl. Specifically his left, as it had not come in contact with charcoal, while his right hand begged to differ. Even against his dark skin, it was noticeable.

"Yeah, maybe." Jay remarked through a mouthful of popcorn, as he shifted to set the bowl down. Out of habit, he moved his hand to the nearby table that held the TV remote and tissues, as well as wet wipes, before he settled Cole's book down, page up, and grabbed his right hand, clearing it of charcoal bit by bit.

"What am I missing out on? Jay finally finish the boss, or rage quit like always?" Kai said as he entered the room, a zip-up jacket of Jay's wrapped around him, and arms crossed with sass. An offended scoff left the blue ninja, as he settled the dirty wet wipes in a small bin, as well as the rest back where they belong. "I did NOT rage quit! I just called the game unfair and stopped."

"Yeah, sure bud." Kai chuckled, as Jay rolled his eyes and moved the popcorn bucket to Cole's lap, shifting enough to press against the couch and closer to Cole in general. Kai settled on the floor beside Zane, promptly resting his head on the nindroids lap at the small pat of the other's hand.

Immediately, fingers laced through Kai's hair, lightly scratching his scalp and breaking the strands apart of gel to let the natural waves out a bit more. "C'mon, let's see what you're doing wrong, 'mouth of lightning'. Show us you'rebest against the boss"

That got the spark back in Jay's eyes, as he swiftly moved to grab the controller again, before shuffling back in his place between Cole's body and Zane's legs, Cole having on arm thrown behind Jay to rest on Zane unoccupied hand, the other hand rigging through the popcorn and occasionally tossing some in Kai's mouth.

They didn't need words to say how much they loved each other. They'd quite literally die for each other.

But, sometimes love was watching your friend rage on a game while also being the biggest pain you could be.

Sometimes love was drawing that same friend to get back in the rhythm.

Sometimes love came in the form of snacks and cuddles.

Regardless, the four loved each deeply, and it'd take a lot more than the whole city being on the verge of collapsing to stop that love.

#ask answered #beloved abyss #thank you :D! #platonic polyninja #ninjago #lego ninjago #jay walker #kai smith #cole brookstone #zane julien

[plaidbooks]

And 3am confessions with Joe 🥰❤️

3am Confessions

A/N: Thanks for the request, love! Just a short little thing to kick off your bingo!

Words: 790

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This was possibly the worst time to be having doubts creep into Joe’s mind, but he was having a hard time stopping them. He often didn’t feel like he was good enough for you, that you deserved so much better. It’s why he tried so damn hard with you, doing extra little things to show his love so that hopefully, you wouldn’t leave him.

But this was not the time to let his doubts in. Not when you were currently underneath him, falling apart completely as he thrust into you. Your bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat as he moved, the room filled with your moans.

And when you hit your high? Gasping his name like a prayer? Joe was done for. How could he ever love anyone else? You were so beautiful, so perfect there on the mattress that he found his release as you came down.

The afterglow settled in as you both panted, trying to catch your breaths. Joe’s forehead was pressed to your shoulder before he nuzzled his nose in the crook of your neck. His lips trailed lazily over your skin, pressing kisses at random.

Eventually, though, he rolled off you, prompting you to go to the bathroom. Then he was up; he cleaned himself, pulled on boxers, and rushed to the kitchen. Gatorade in one arm, snacks in the other, and he was back in the bedroom. You were still in the bathroom, so he ripped the sheets off the bed. He had just finished putting on a fresh set when you came wandering back into the room, looking absolutely stunning. As many times as he saw you naked, you still took his breath away.

Your eyes gently roamed over the bed, the snacks and drinks on the nightstand, and you smiled softly. Joe gestured for you to get back in bed and you did, climbing under the covers.

“Here, drink some Gatorade,” he prompted, handing you the blue one; your favorite flavor. Then he was in bed beside you, gently turning you away from him. His big palms rested on either side of your neck, and he started massaging the knots out from your muscles.

“Mmm Joe,” you mumbled, halfway to a moan. His thumbs were magic, working out the stiffness in your neck. When you were a puddle in his hands, he stopped to hand you some popcorn.

“Eat, my love,” he whispered in your ear.

It was all too much, and you couldn’t stop the words from slipping out of your mouth, “you’re too good for me.”

It wasn’t the first time you’ve said that, and Joe normally had a smarmy response. But this time, he could tell something was different. There was a heaviness in your voice that wasn’t normally there.

“What do you mean?” he asked softly.

Your back was still to him, and it made it easier to talk not having to look into those puppy-dog eyes he had. So, while staring at the ground, you started.

“You always go above and beyond with me, Joe. And not just with the aftercare, but when you’ve made coffee and breakfast for me when you leave early for work. Or how you massage my neck or legs after a long day, even without asking. Or the little gifts you get because they remind you of me. You’re just…” you paused, thinking of the right word, “perfect. And too good for me.”

You both sat for a moment in silence before you felt his hand on your shoulder. Gently, he gripped you, silently asking you to turn towards him. Taking a deep breath, you turned, eyes connecting with his. You could swim in his gaze forever, those bright eyes seeing into your very soul.

“Darling, I—” his jaw worked for a moment soundlessly before he continued—“I only try so hard because I feel like if you were to look at me—really look at me—you’d see a broken man and you’d leave.” He looked away then, eyes dropping to the sheets. “I’ve always known that you were way out of my league.”

Heart in your throat, you gently took his face in your hand, making him look at you. “I’ve never seen you as broken, Joe. Maybe a little beaten up and hurt, but never broken.”

He smiled slightly, then turned to kiss your palm, his stubble tickling your hand.

“Maybe,” you continued, “maybe instead of doubting ourselves, we build each other up?”

“And if we’re having bad days, we tell each other that we need a little extra love.”

You smiled wide at that, moving to rest your forehead on his. “Yeah. I love that idea.”

“I love you,” he whispered back before kissing you.

#joe velasco x reader #law and order svu fanfic #law and order svu #fanfic #my fanfic #adarafaelbarbabdaybingo

[nanawritesit]

Fall-Themed Dates with Itzy 🎃🍁🍄

A/N: This request actually came in very recently, and I didn’t mean to ignore all the requests I have from much earlier! BUT it’s October now and I’m just in such a cozy mood 🥺 So I’m JUST SAYING if you want a request written ASAP, I would request something fall-themed 😉

Yeji: Pumpkin Patch

She was so excited. She was decked out in her autumn attire: a knitted beanie, an army green waistcoat, knee high socks, and boots 🧡

(She wanted to wear heels but you told her the pumpkin patch was muddy like a good partner :))

She led the way through the fields, examining each pumpkin to find her perfect match 🎃

They were all either too tall, too skinny, too dirty, or too lumpy! You giggled at her pickiness as she cast several aside

Finally, at the end of the patch, you struck gold! 💛 She found three beautiful pumpkins, smiling brightly and cheering as she crouched down to rip off the vines. She was adorable, trying to carry all three of them out at the same time. You chuckled and insisted on taking one.

On the way out you bought her a hot apple cider from a little stall 🍎

When you guys got home you immediately set to work carving them. She made hers into a cat face, and you made yours into the classic jackolantern. The third one was just left as it was, and all three went out in the doorstep!

You also picked out a few gourds to lay beside them!

Lia: Baking Cookies

You came home from work with a mysterious grocery bag under your arm, and Lia couldn’t resist her curiousity as she asked you about its contents.

You whipped out a box of sugar cookies with pumpkins on them and a bag of chocolate chips, telling her that you wanted to bake with her to relieve some of your mutual stress 🧡

She cheered happily and ran to get your custom aprons. Hers was red gingham and yours was black and white stripes.

The sugar cookies were easy to make, being that they just needed to be thrown in the oven. While they were baking, the two of you set to work on the chocolate chip cookie dough 🍪

You took turns adding in the ingredients, teasing each other when you added too much or too little 🥰 Soon you had two full sheets of cookies ready to go in the oven!

While they baked, you rested on the couch, playing some cozy records and telling each other about your days at work 💛

Once they were done, you poured two large glasses of chocolate milk and brought some out to her on a plate. The rest would be given to the girls and your coworkers tomorrow :)

She insisted that the two of you made the best cookies, and that you needed to “stress bake” more often 🧡

Ryujin: Cozy Movie Marathon

You were both clad in plaid pajama pants and fuzzy socks, cuddled up on the couch waiting for the movie to start.

It was late at night, you both had the weekend off from work and were determined to stay up to watch cozy movies together!

In your queue were movies like Beetlejuice, Hocus Pocus, Practical Magic, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Edward Scissorhands, and The Addams Family. (I’m sorry if you’re not familiar with these, I only really know about American spooky movies, and I know Ryujin likes a few Western films 🥺)

Between you was a big bowl of a snack mix she saw on tiktok that she’d been wanting to try. It had popcorn, chocolate covered pretzels, peanut m and ms, and candy corn 😋 (if you’re from the midwest like i am, then you’d throw in some puppy chow 😉)

She was laying on top of you, head curled up on your chest with her arms around your neck… your own arms were slung around her waist holding her tightly, and you’d give her an occasional kiss on the forehead 🧡 There was a plush blanket on top of you, and it was just so warm and cozy with the heater going…

Your plans to stay up late were dashed when you both fell asleep halfway through the third movie. But it didn’t matter. You were happy just being together. Plus, you had the whole weekend to finish your list of movies 😌

Chaeryeong: Bookstore

You knew that Chae had been waiting for a date in the city. The weather was perfect, a little chilly but still warm enough to go out. So, as soon as you both had a day off, you woke her up and told her to get ready :)

She wore a cute blazer and turtleneck combo with a skirt and tights. Her tote bag was slung over her shoulder and her hair was down in loose waves. She decided to put on some red lipstick too since it was a special occasion 🥰

You took the subway into the city and immediately set off for your adventure 🧡

You came across a quaint little bookstore that you had never seen before, and decided to go inside.

It was the cutest little shop! There were fairy lights and amber leaf garlands adorning the ceiling, and it smelled like cinnamon and apples 🍎

Chae pulled you the rest of the way in, excitedly running through the aisles of books until she found some that interested her.

Once you had picked out your books, you took her up to the checkout counter and noticed they sold a few crystals and stickers. You both picked out a few and then payed :)

You then decided to buy her a warm drink at the coffee shop across the street. You both decided to be basic and get pumpkin spice lattes, laughing at yourselves and taking pictures with them for social media 💛

You both enjoyed each other’s company, curled up in the little seating area in front of a fireplace. You each flipped through your new books and drank your coffee, so glad you decided to go into the city 🥰

Yuna: Sweater Shopping

All of your summer clothes were getting too chilly, so you decided to go thrift shopping with your girlfriend 🧶

She looked so pretty in her cream colored trench coat and jeans, high heeled boots clicking on the floor as she roamed the aisles.

Of course, with her amazing taste, she ended up finding most of the cute sweaters for you! You ended up with a big pile of white, maroon, pumpkin, evergreen, navy blue, mocha, and black colored sweaters in all kinds of patters 🧡

You of course bought her a few cute tops she liked :) She tried to refuse but you insisted since she had helped you so much!

Once you were home and had washed all the sweaters, you gave her a little fashion show! You strutted out into the living room modeling each piece, striking pose after pose. Yuna clapped and whistled at each one, telling you that you looked so cute and cozy 🥰

In fact, you looked so adorable that she couldn’t resist tackling you down into her lap to attack you with kisses!

A few days later, she insisted that you had to go out again so you could show off your new drip ✨ You wore her favorite one, which was the maroon one :)

#girl group imagines #girl group fanfic #itzy imagines #girl group scenarios #girl group x reader #itzy reactions #itzy headcanons #itzy scenarios #itzy x reader #yeji imagines #yeji x reader #lia x reader #lia imagines #ryujin imagines #ryujin x reader #chaeryeong x reader #chaeryeong imagines #yuna imagines #yuna x reader #itzy fluff

[random-writing-thoughts]

Can you make another part to thought 167 please :)

Here’s some popcorn 🍿

I love popcorn!! Thank you so much!! 🥰🥰

Also @subval01 here you go!!

Thought #167.4

Warnings: talk of mental health, down talking oneself

Previous

Sidekick sat down in the corner of the room. They had explored every inch of it and the only thing that was interesting was the prison toilet in the corner.

Sidekick had no idea how much time had passed. It could have been minutes, hours, or even days. They had no idea.

"Villain. Can I come out now?" They asked softly cradling their head in their arms.

The wall to their left dissolved. Villain stepped through with a plate of food in their hands.

"Stop asking questions and you can. I hate questions."

Sidekick hid their face.

Villain rolled their eyes and set the food down. "Here is some food. I promise I didn't poison it."

Sidekick didn't move.

Villain walked to the door. "I'm sure Hero will be here soon to get you out. "

"No they won't." Sidekick said softly.

Villain stopped. "Why do you say that?"

Sidekick looked up at them slowly. "Because they don't actually care about me."

Villain turned. "What are you talking about?" They said angrily.

Sidekick jumped and hid their head again.

Villain took a step back and a deep breath. "I'm sorry I scared you." They moved closer to Sidekick. "Why do you think Hero doesn't care about you?" They asked softly.

"Because I'm not good enough for them." Sidekick whispered.

Villain sighed. "That's absurd. They do care about you. When I was kidnapping you they offered themselves up for you. I don't think that someone who doesn't care would do that."

Sidekick pulled their head out of their arms. "They did do that." They said softly.

"Yeah. See they do care about you." Villain sat next to Sidekick and threw their arm over Sidekick's shoulder. "Why don't you eat some food and then I can turn on a movie to get you to feel better."

Sidekick looked at Villain with question. "Why are you being so nice to me?"

"Don't know. Just want to." Villain stood. "Do you want popcorn while watching the movie or candy?"

#villain prompts #villain #sidekick #sidekick prompt #sidekick x villain #writeblr #writing prompt #dialogue prompts #story prompt #writing #random thoughts #thoughts #prompt #short prompt #female writers

[lilithbasically]

So I Can See You

Reader x Midoriya

Pt. 1 for Kinktober ‘22 (yes, I know I’m late. My life is a mess ok?)

*Dark Content; Minors DNI*

A.N.: I didn’t tag bc almost everyone has changed their shit so if you want me to tag you in stuff since I’m active again, let me know. Because I will be writing and posting actively again 🥰🖤

Warnings: Heavy on the DubCon, stalker vibe but unestablished, general creepiness, graphic depictions of sex and all that entails, eventual blood mentioned, eventual blood used as lube, fingering, degradation, dacryphilia mentioned, group sex eventually mentioned, reader being used as a special toy eventually mentioned, Little red riding hood themed but again not est., thigh slaps, physical and verbal taunting/teasing, fear play, trope horror movie vibes

|Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3|

Quickly pocketing your change and wishing the cashier a good night, you turn to look outside. The five minutes you've been inside have proven to be enough for the storm to elevate. Dead leaves swarm the door as a gust of wind rips it from your fingers, swinging directly into a man walking along the outer side. The toe of his boot sticks out just enough to catch it before it slams into him. His fingers reach and curl around the frame to steady it before removing his boot to peer around and down at you.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry, I tried to grab it but it just slipped right through--," you begin to apologize but stop short at his wolfish smile. The striking emerald of his eyes makes your breath catch in your throat. That, alongside the slightly predatory grin, has your brain doing somersaults trying to make sense of the tingle starting between your legs.

"Don't worry, Miss. I understand. You get home safe, alright? Here, let me," he offers as he hails a cab for you.

"Thank you so much. You have no idea how much your kindness means to me," you supply. That questionable smile and a slight wave are all he offers in acknowledgment and you're back on your way home for your scary movie night all by yourself; completely unaware of the gaze lingering on the tail lights and the promise it held.

"I'll be seeing you..."

__________

Placing your phone down on the kitchen counter and hitting the speaker, you continue, "Yes, I'm live tweeting my reactions! This is supposed to be one of the most sexually deviant horror movies of our time. No way am I not recording my initial thoughts, Mina."

The roar of the wind brings your gaze outside the set of French doors that lead to the back porch as a flash of lightning illuminates the grounds. Limbs groan as they bend and leaves tremble with the force of the breeze. The scraggly silhouette of old, withered trees provides an eerie background for the man with the wolfish grin to stare back at you from the tree line.

"What the..."

"Hello?! Y/N, have you even been listening?"

"Oh shit. Sorry, Mina, I thought I saw someone outside."

"Girl, you watch those damn movies too much. That's what's wrong with you. Just be careful out there in the creepy woods. I have no idea how you live out there alone and watch those shows. Anyway, I'll talk to you tomorrow if I'm not too hungover love you byyyye."

Returning your attention to the blustering storm, you notice the doors swaying against the wind, unlocked, and slightly ajar.

"Could've sworn I locked those already..." you mutter. Once again locking your back doors, you check the time. "Ten o'clock, perfect timing." You grab the bowl of popcorn and shuffle to your comfy spot on the couch.

__________

>This definitely works for putting me on edge. The movie's ambiance is set so subtly but it's still effective. Feels like the killer is actually walking up behind me<

"Annnnd, send tweet so I can continue--SHIT!" You jump when the piercing scream of your friend echoes through your house. "Swear to god I'll kill him for setting that as my ringtone."

Padding into the kitchen to retrieve your phone, your feet stop in the doorway. Eyes locked onto the back doors that are propped wide open allowing dead leaves to scuttle across your clean, white kitchen floor. Unease settles deep in your chest, its tendrils slither around your throat as dread beats your heart a little faster. Quickly latching the doors once more, you take a step back and shove a chair under the handles; for good measure. Taking a deep breath, you pick your head up and glance outside.

"The man, or whatever the hell that was, is gone now so that's good. Maybe a shower before I finish the movie...blame it on technical difficulties...yeah, that'll be good." Your gaze begins to focus on the reflections of your kitchen, landing on the stand mixer, your keys and phone on the counter, and the shadow of the man standing behind you. You spin around with a yelp, the back of your knees slam against the propped chair, and your hand flies to your chest in surprise at finding yourself standing completely alone in your kitchen.

"Annnd I'm officially losing it...maybe the movie is actually getting to me. Okay," you sigh and start walking to your bathroom, "definitely taking a shower to chill out first then I'll keep watching. Music to relax please...thank you, Billie Holiday radio."

You step under the stream just as the piano's notes fill the room, humming along as you wash your hair. A subtle but noticeable change in the song makes you pause; a man's voice now fills your bathroom. It bounces off the tile walls and surrounds you; trying to cling to your skin and burrow into your limbs.

"I'll be looking at the moon

but I'll be seeing you..."

Your heart starts its relentless pounding as the door slams shut. You swing your arm through the shower curtain to check your bathroom and find nothing. Not a man, a woman, not even your phone. Deciding this is swiftly turning into you feeling like prey, you turn off the water, and pull on your shorts and shirt. Grabbing the handle, you try to reason with yourself, "The movie is definitely getting to me. My phone has scared me about three times, the door thing was weird, I'm just on edge." You walk back through your kitchen, "My phone being gone is creepy but I could have just been singing in my head. And see?" You pick up your phone, "It's right here where I left it."

"Now, I'm going to sit down," sliding the switch on your phone to silent, "finish this movie and not have any more disturbances or freak outs." You pick up the remote and push play. You're immediately steeped into a dangerous, highly erotic sex scene with the masked killer. The heroine sits alone on her couch delving into her reading when she slowly drags her hand down her body, only to have it stopped by the masked antagonist. The screen flashes black to transition; revealing your wolf, standing behind you.

"Told you I'd be seeing you, bunny."

#Kinktober 2022 #deku smut #kinktober #midoriya x reader #Deku is the big bad wolf now #midoriya smut

[duckymcdoorknob]

Now or Never…

Ships: Yuji Itadori x Gn!reader

Warnings: None methinks!

Prompt: One night at a first years’ hangout, Nobara “reveals” something about you in a game of Never Have I Ever. When Yuji begs you for details, you make a bargain to keep it hidden until graduation night. All was well until that night arrived…

Tags: General taglist! @lisiwalker, @rebloging-everything, @erenluvsrini, @koushismatchalatte, @tetsunova, @0rodi0, @littlebbyleesfw, @justanunknown Plus @danibby bc it’s our fav himbo, @keyz-writes bc you inadvertently asked, and @kozumvi because you formally asked 🥰

As the sun set and the moon rose on a Friday evening, you and the first years all convened for your weekly tradition. One by one, each person had knocked on your door with a shareable dish in hand.

Two plain knocks, Megumi. He waited for you to open the door and brought a few bags of microwave popcorn, sitting adjacent to the window, on a bean-bag chair.

Five knocks, patterned, Nobara. She also waited for you to open the door. She made cupcakes and sat criss-crossed on your rug

Three knocks, “(Y/N).” Three more, “(Y/N).” and so on, Yuji. When you didn’t answer, he just let himself in. He brought pigs in a blanket, plus his favorite shitty movie, and flopped dramatically on your bed.

When all friends had convened, Itadori had showed you and the group what he had brought for everyone to watch on that night.

When he revealed the title, Nobara and Megumi audibly groaned.

“Yuji did you seriously bring Baywatch? Again?” Megumi asked with exasperation in his voice.

“What?! It’s a fantastic movie!” The pink haired boy barked in response.

“I’m seriously not watching Baywatch.” Nobara stated, matter-of-factly.

“See! Even Nobara agrees with me.” Megumi said with a groan.

“Fine!”

“Heyyyyy! Why don’t we play a game?!” You asked suddenly, with hopes of alleviating the tension.

When you brought up the idea, you had no idea that the four of you would agree to play Never Have I Ever. Currently, you had the most fingers up, and Nobara was not happy about that.

“Time to cut (Y/N) down a few levels. I know plenty about them.” She sing-songed.

The girl looked at you with a tinge of menace in her eyes. You glared daggers in response back at her, no way would she reveal your secrets that way!

“Never have I ever been in love with the same boy since my first year!” she chimed with a close-eyed smile.

“Nobara!” You hissed, slowly putting down your pointer finger down, “That’s totally cheating!”

“It’s so not cheating!” The brunette cooed, holding up her own hands once again. “Now it’s your turn!”

You rolled your eyes and prepared to ask Nobara another question. However, before you could open your mouth, a sudden mousy voice interrupted you.

“Uh… what did she mean by that?”

You swore that in that moment your brain physically stopped working. “I- uh-“. As your pink haired best friend stared at you with furrowed brows and a cocked head, you could only sputter with widened eyes. “It means- uh- it’s um-“

“Use your brain, dummy! I mean exactly what I said!” The quick-witted girl spat back.

You could’ve sworn that in that moment, Yuji had just had the biggest epiphany of his life. The pinkette’s eyes had begun to sparkle. His smile was bright and joyful. “Heeeeey! You should totally tell us!”

“NO! No way!” You whined in reply.

“Pleaaaaaase?”

You couldn’t exactly tell Yuji that he was the subject of his own excitement and curiosity.

“Aaaah! No!”

“Tell us, tell us, tell us, tell-“ he began chanting.

Your body moved faster than your brain. Whether it would completely screw you over, or bless you, was up to your own discretion. Regardless, before you even could internalize your action, you had slapped both of your hands over Yuji’s mouth.

The two of you locked eyes…

The sorcerer-in-training flushed a gorgeous shade of crimson, the corners of his lips upturning. He began to giggle nervously, eyes screwing shut out of awkwardness.

You also shared his embarrassment, face heating. Your eyes were once again wide as you suddenly squeaked. You couldn’t help but feel absolute mortification, giggling alongside him.

“I’ll make you a deal.”

Yuji stopped his laughter and opened his eyes, cocking an eyebrow at you. “Mhm.” He said from behind your hands.

“I’ll tell you on graduation night.” You said, feeling a weight lifting from your chest.

The sorcerer in training grew visibly excited. Well, you could only see the excitement in his eyes. That excitement faded after menace kindled in his irises. The pink haired boy decided to remove your hands by force, opening his mouth and licking a stripe up the hand covering his lips.

“YUJI!” You yelped, immediately retracting your hands.

As your best friend fell into boisterous laughter, hugging himself, you realized why you had fallen in love with him in the first place…

—

After wiping your tears away for the nth time, Nobara adjusted the cap that sat atop of your head. She stood parallel to you, smiling bittersweetly as she adjusted your gown.

“We did it, (N/N).” She managed to whisper, all previous attempts to hold back her tears being thwarted.

The edges of your lips upturned as you stared back at yourself in the mirror. “I’m not ready to leave.” you admitted, turning to her and chuckling through your tears.

“We aren’t really leaving.” She reminded you, pulling you into a hug, “We’ll still be in contact. Plus, I’m thinking about asking everyone to work together once we get on our feet.”

“I’d like that a lot.”

To ruin the sweet moment, three sudden knocks echoed upon your door “(Y/N).” Three more, “(Y/N).” Three more, “(Y/N).”

“Go away, Itadori!” Nobara growled in response, once again adjusting your cap and gown.

Yuji, however, did not go away. He opened the door and immediately covered his eyes, “I know, I know, I’m not supposed to see the nearlywed on their wedding day. I don’t want to give any of us bad luck, but I had to see you both.”

You let out a teary chuckle, fanning your eyes and trying to re-center yourself.

“Oh! (Y/N)!” Upon hearing your sniffles, the pink haired boy lowered his hands and rushed to your side, pulling you into a gentle embrace. “Please don’t cry. Everything’s going to be alright.”

Yuji held you as gently as possible, treating you as if you would break. He held your head close to his chest, resting his chin on the top of your head. “I promise, It’s okay, (N/N). This isn’t goodbye.”

You smiled and hugged him back, tears refusing to stop.

“Hey.” He whispered, bringing your head up to look at him. The sorcerer-in-training cupped both sides of your face, wiping your tears with his thumbs. “You know I hate seeing you cry, (Y/N).”

As soon as your tears had dried, you and your two friends held your hands as you entered the hall for graduation. There, you met with Megumi and took your seats.

After the ceremony, tears were shed, diplomas were given and you and your friends were finally ready…

“Third years, turn your tassels!”

You and your friends did just as Principal Yaga instructed, throwing your caps in the air shortly after. In the midst of the joy and celebration, you turned to Yuji and hugged him tightly.

“(Y/N)!” Nobara called to you with a little urgency, “Yuji, I’m stealing away our best friend real quick.”

You broke away from the hug, running up to your friend. When you arrived at her side, Nobara whispered two words to you: “Tell him.”

Your heart began to race. Whether from panic or excitement, you’d never know. But, Nobara was right, you had to do this. You inhaled and nodded to yourself, blowing the breath out to calm yourself down. What’s the worst that could happen? You won’t even see him that much anymore…

Returning to Yuji, you were met with him flashing you his signature beaming smile. Without hesitation, he wrapped you in his arms once again.

“Hey.” You said after a moment, escaping his hug and grabbing him by the shoulders.

He cocked an eyebrow, pupils meeting yours.

You felt your face warm up in embarrassment. Dropping your arms to your sides, you spoke up in a gentle voice. “So uh. Remember a few months ago. When we played that game? And I promised to tell you what Nobara meant on graduation night? ”

“Oh yeah!” He chimed.

You grabbed one of your wrists to keep yourself from fidgeting. “I um… so when she said the prompt for the round, do you remember what it was?”

“Not whatsoever.” He replied instantly.

“Let’s um… let’s sit down for this.”

You gestured toward the seats nearby, but Yuji simply plopped on the grass below him. He sat criss-crossed, resting his face on his hands. His cheeks were squished and he was smiling brightly.

“God you don’t make this easy.” You said with a nervous chuckle. “So, the prompt was ‘never have I ever been in love with the same boy ever since my first year’. And remember, I put my finger down?”

“Right.”

“So uh- I’m-“

“Go ahead, I won’t judge you.”

“It’s-“ you groaned and threw your head in your hands, “Damn it. It’s you, Yuji!”

The pink haired boy blinked and paused for a second.

“And I know this probably isn’t what you were expecting and-“

As you rambled on, he began to slowly crawl toward you.

“I’ve wanted to tell you for years and I was just so worried about the whole thing and-“

“(Y/N)-“ he sat on the backs of his calves, straight in front of your face.

“I didn’t want you to think I was weird or anything like that-“

“(Y-“

“If you don’t like me back it’s okay! I completely understand, I am used to reject-“

“(Y/N)!!” He gripped both of your frantically waving wrists to get your attention.

You re-entered reality and realized that Yuji was knelt right in front of you, staring at you with delight in his eyes. After releasing your hands, he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and tilted your chin up to meet his eye.

Your breath caught in your lungs as you stared into his irises.

“Will you shut up for a second so I can kiss you?”

Before you could reply to him, the pink haired boy cupped both sides of your face and gently pressed your lips together in a sweet kiss. The movement was slow and passionate, as if he had waited years for it.

When the two of you finally broke apart, you stared at each other for a short moment.

Yuji took out his phone in an instant, opening up to his clock. He tapped a few icons, opening up to a stopwatch.

“Two years, fifty days, two hours, ten minutes and twelve seconds.”

“I- what..?”

“Two years, fifty days, two hours, ten minutes and twelve seconds.”

“Why are you-“

“That’s how long it took…” he replied, signature smile creeping upon his beautiful face, “That’s how long I’ve waited to kiss you. How long I’ve waited to… to tell you I love you.”

Taken aback, you blinked a few times. “Wait a minute, when did this all start?”

“The night of our first movie night, I told Megumi I was in love with you. He didn’t believe me at first, and to be honest I wasn’t sure either… But, as we got closer, I knew.”

“Yuji-“ the tears that arrived during the ceremony decided to make a second appearance.

“I’d steal the sun for you to keep you smiling, give you my own heart when yours breaks, do anything to keep you from crying… I love you, (Y/N). I love you with every cell in my body.”

With a teary smile, you inquired: “Did you really wait that long?”

“I really did.” Yuji cupped both side of your face once more, rubbing your cheeks with his thumbs.

“Then you better kiss me again.”

There was no need to tell him twice. As he once again kissed you with an innumerable amount of endearment and intimacy, he was glad that he had taken Megumi’s advice to tell you how he felt at graduation…

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#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #JJK #JJK x reader #JJK imagine #JJK imagines #jujutsu kaisen imagines #yuuji x reader #yuuji headcanons #yuji itadori #yuuji itadori #Itadori #itadori yuuji #Itadori Yuji #Itadori x reader #Yuji x reader #Yuji Itadori x reader #itadori yuji x reader #yuuji itadori x reader #Itadori yuuji x reader

[cable-knit-sweater]

Maya, sweetie! 💕 Congrats on 500, that is so awesome! 🎉💖💖💖 For the writing prompt, may I request Stucky + movie night? 📽✨

✨Kay✨, my loveee 💕💕 Thank you so so much!! Have I told you recently how amazing you are? How wonderful and sweet and kind and supportive and talented? Probably not, or at least not often enough, because you deserve to hear that every single day 💖💖

I loved this prompt, so so much!! 🥰🥰 So much so, that this is gonna be a part one of 2 little fics (part 2 is mostly written but still needs some adjustments), so this one is on the shorter side because it made no sense to cut it off anywhere else. A little pre-war stucky sweetness for you, sweetheart, and I hope you enjoy 💛💛😘😘

Stucky + Movie Night, 1.3k, T

Read on Ao3 or below

“Stevieeee”, Bucky whines for probably the 10th time in almost as many minutes. “Are you done?”

Steve sighs. He’s trying to work on a sketch, and Bucky keeps trying to get his attention. Granted, he’s not getting anywhere, and he’s been grumbling over it for a while. “What is it, Buck?”, he finally gives in. Bucky turns him around in his chair so Steve’s facing him. “Let’s go out, do something fun. You’ve been cooped up in here all day.”

“And do what? Go for a walk? We barely have enough money for food as it is this month so I dunno what you’re thinking”, he grumbles. He sees Bucky smile at him mischievously, and he knows he’s about to be pulled into some trouble. He tries to frown back, but it’s unconvincing. They’ll always follow each other into anything. “Sure, a walk sounds good”, Steve finally sighs, “I’ll go put on some shoes.” Bucky starts to nervously hop from foot to foot. “What? Come out with it already”, Steve chuckles.

“Maybe get changed too? Put on that nice blue shirt?”, he asks carefully. Steve shakes his head, but goes to the bedroom to change his clothes. He’s not even gonna ask. When he comes out, he sees Bucky’s trying to fix his hair in the mirror. Steve finally takes in what Bucky’s wearing, all dressed up, with his shoes shined and wearing his nicer pair of trousers and shirt. Bucky looks up, gives him a beaming smile. “You look great Stevie”, he says, voice soft, grabbing their coats and scarves “Come on, lets go.”

They walk for a little through the neighborhood, evening just starting to set. At some point, Steve has an idea where they’re going, but he doesn’t know why. He’s proven right when they get onto Church ave and Bucky stops right in front of the Kenmore. “Bucky…”, he starts, but Bucky shushes him and grabs his hand. They make their way into the alley, Bucky making them hide out behind a dumpster until someone gets out of the side door for a smoke break.

Bucky waits just long enough for them to turn their back, before he rushes to the door right before it closes, motioning to Steve to make a run for it. Steve curses internally, but follows him inside, the door falling shut behind them. They make their way through the hallway, staying quiet just in case any other employees come their way, but eventually they make it to the theater lobby and slip into the screening room undetected.

They sit down, trying to catch their breath, but soon enough they’re bursting out into laughter, just out of relief they didn’t get caught. It’s a while before the picture starts playing, so they just get a few weird looks, but no one tells them off. “What are we watching?” Steve asks once they’re both calmed down a bit. Bucky smirks at him. “You’ll see”, he says, before getting out of his seat. “I’ll be right back.” Steve shakes his head, a fond smile still on his face. Bucky was right, they needed to get out of the house. And it’s been a while since they’ve gone to see a movie. He’s excited, grateful.

Bucky comes back after 5 minutes or so, a bag of popcorn in his hands. “Couldn’t take my best guy out to a movie and not get him some popcorn, now could I?”, he whispers, setting the bag into Steve’s lap. Steve looks around a little, worried someone might have overheard, but quickly settles his eyes back on Bucky. “Oh Buck”, he says, and when he sees Bucky’s cheeks turn a little red, he decides to mess with him a little. “Is this a date?”, Steve asks, smirking. “You didn’t even ask me properly. No flowers?”

Bucky’s face flushes a little more before he gets it, and then he grabs a hand of popcorn and throws some at Steve. “You’re a punk”, he says, aiming a kernel for Steve’s nose and hitting it right on target. Then he leans in, as if to grab another hand of popcorn. But he doesn’t. He just gets close enough to whisper softly “you should be glad I love you, that I put up with this”, giving Steve a soft smile and plucking some popcorn from his hair. They stare at each other for a little, heads bent close together, before they realize they’re in public, and should at least try to be a little more careful.

They settle down a little, Steve taking in the murals that adorn the walls of the theater, even if he’s seen them before. They’re not exactly his style, but he does appreciate them. He gets lost a little in them, because before he knows it, Bucky is lightly elbowing him, and the theater lights go down. The intro starts, Bucky making Steve chuckle a little by doing an impression of the MGM lion roaring. Music starts to play, big blocked letters showing it’s Cary Grant, Katharine Hepburn and James Stewart in a picture titled “the Philadelphia Story”.

He looks over at Bucky, who’s already staring at him. Bucky shrugs. “Thought you might like it”, he says, and then he smirks. “I know how much you like Cary Grant”, he teases. Now it’s Steve’s turn to blush. He turns back to the screen, squeezing Bucky’s hand. The opening scene makes him frown a little bit, as does the ostentatiousness of the Lord’s house, some of the character’s behaviors. He does like Dinah Lord, a young girl who seems to be a little contrary and a little crazy, but still definitely the most sane of the bunch. Still, the picture is funny, witty, and Steve feels warm hearing the sound of Bucky’s laugh so close to his good ear.

They get about halfway through the picture before Steve can’t take it anymore. Bucky has been slowly running his fingers up and down Steve’s arm, the feeling making him shiver. He suddenly gets up, grabs Bucky’s hand. He wasn’t that into the story anyway. It’s fine really. But all he really wants to do right now is get out of there. Bucky follows him out the screening room, confusion clear on his face. Once they’re in the hallway, he asks what is going on, but Steve just drags him further along, down the stairs and out of the theater.

He doesn’t stop until they’re back in the alley. “Stevie what’s-“ Bucky tries again, but Steve uses all his strength to push Bucky’s much larger body against the wall, Bucky’s question ending in a grunt. “Are you gonna tell me what’s going on?”, he asks, not looking so confused anymore, mirth in his eyes. “Yeah”, Steve breathes, leaning in close, “you know why I like Cary Grant so much?” Bucky shakes his head, his eyes focused on Steve’s lips. “I like him because he’s a little like you”, Steve whispers, their lips barely an inch from touching.

“Oh yeah?“, Bucky breathes out, the puff of air making Steve’s lips tremble a little. “You think I’m a little arrogant, witty and mean?” Steve shakes his head, then frowns and nods. “Maybe a little. But I actually meant…”, he says, moving in and softly pressing their lips together, feeling the smile on Bucky’s lips against his, “that you’re gorgeous”, he finishes, pulling away slowly. Bucky doesn’t let him, turns them around until Steve’s against the wall, crowds him and goes in for a heated kiss.

They get lost in it for a little while, until Bucky notices Steve has started to shiver a little - it’s January, and it’s late, so it’s too freezing to stay outside much longer. Bucky takes off his own scarf, wraps it around Steve’s neck and pulls him in for one last kiss. “Always the gentleman huh?” Steve echo’s the line from the picture. Bucky grins back at him. “Except just on occasion.”

#maya’s follower celebration #maya tries to write #pre war stucky my beloved 💖 #stucky #fic

[itzy0megaverse]

hi snowy! i've been enjoying all your posts, you're doing great 😊 i just read the one about the girls' scents, and i find it adorable how ryu's is chocolate. could you write about how itzy reacts to (preferably o!) ryujin's scent? i can imagine yuna playfully biting ryujin because she smells like those choco boy snacks yuna likes, and the living room smelling like a date night only to find ryeji cuddling on the couch 😂 (feel free to switch up all the girls' assignments as you see fit)

An : AHHHH I actually love this 😢🥰 and this is actually my first request for non-alpha itzy!! I plan to post something for omega itzy before this but that wasn't requested so....

Also this is the first time an ask has used my name and told me I'm doing great... 😳😳🥺🥺🥺🥺

(anon is referring to this post)

A|B|O!Itzy reacting to O!Ryujin's scent

Requested : ✔️

Reader : none

Tw : light biting, A LOT OF FLOOF

*I've excluded Ryujin out of this because I don't think she'd really have a reaction to her own scent*

Yeji [alpha]

Ryujin jolted as Yeji yanked her arm to walk behind her. Jokingly but lightly shoving Yeji forward, Ryujin asked "What was that for?" Yeji said nothing but spun round to give Ryujin *a look* before walking on like nothing happened. But Ryujin knew exactly what had happened.

Ryujin's scent is very attractive for a lot of alpha's and it brings her a lot of attention. Most of it good, some of it not so good. Yeji, being the only alpha of the group, always felt the need to protect her omega members and Ryujin required the most protection from distasteful alpha's making rude comments the first time they see her.

Lia [omega]

Ryujin's been out all day practicing at the company building for a solo performance she'll do. She's just about ready to flop face first into bed she's so tired but as she opens the door... "AHHH!! I didn't think you'd be back yet!!" Ryujin just froze, staring at Lia lying in her bed... In her solo room... When she wasn't even here...

After a few awkward moments and a request from Lia to let her explain, Ryujin just silently put her bags down and closed the door before sitting on the edge of the bed. "I just wasn't feeling great today... You're scents so calming I came in here to relax more..." Lia quietly mumbles almost to herself. "You think it's relaxing?" A shy head nod (yes) from Lia. "Well do you wanna sleep in here tonight?" Lia's whole body shot up as her eyes brightened up. "Really!?" Was all she could manage before Ryujin got up to go take a shower and get in bed with her guest for tonight.

Chaeryeong [beta]

Snuggled up with Chaeryeong watching a movie they both wanted to watch was always a great way to spend a rest day. Under the covers of Ryujin's bed, sat watching the TV and picking at the giant bowl of popcorn in between them until the end credits roll. "You up for a marathon?" Chaeryeong asks meanwhile Ryujin's already jumping up to go grab the TV remote and choose a new movie.

After picking one out together, Ryujin's setting it all up to play when Chaeryeong randomly blurts out. "You know I love being with your scent." Ryujin paused everything as she turned her head to Chaeryeong like she just said something that could get her arrested. "I don't know... Just fruit and melted chocolate go well together." Chaeryeong then leant over, pressed play on the movie for them and carried on like she hadn't just casually blurted out something that random.

Yuna [omega]

"Ah! YuUunAaa..." Ryujin can't stay mad at the younger omega for long with that cute face of hers. Even though she does random bite into her shoulder all the time. "You're so cute when you pout like that, Ryujin!!" "Sto0op!!" Yuna can't help the giggles flying out of her at the adorable baby strop.

"I can't help it!! You smell edible!!" Yuna whines and Ryujin joins in. "And I can't help my scent!! It doesn't mean I am edib-AH!" Yuna smiles brightly again after getting in one more bite and wrapping her arms round Ryujin's waist for forgiveness. Hopefully, also pinning her down so she can't attack.

#omegaverse #itzy #itzy omegaverse #itzy chaeryeong #itzy imagines #itzy lia #itzy ryujin #itzy yeji #itzy yuna #itzy reactions #itzy scenarios

[violetlilysunshine]

Just absolutely loving on harry, like kissing all over his face and neck all soft and stuff 🥰

Okay I got this just after I closed my 400 headcannon weekend, and I saved it (and one other) to come back to, so here it is just for fun!

Kinda long so I’m gonna put a break on it, but completely safe for work below the cut!

You’d had a very, very, long day

Everything was exhausting you, pumping gas, pushing the grocery cart, walking up the stairs, hell, even making breakfast this morning was exhausting and the day hadn’t begun.

So when you finally got home, all you wanted to do was soak in the bath, and kiss Harry.

You started with the bath, candles, a bath bomb, a face mask, and some tea. A perfect, relaxing way to end the day.

Harry had yet to come home when you got out, another long day on set for him and you were more than disappointed now.

Usually you wanted nothing more than to be cuddled, but today you were looking for something else.

You curled up in bed, a movie you’ve seen a thousand times playing softly in the background, Harry’s empty side separating you and the screen in front of you.

You heard the front door pop open, “babe?”

You sat up in bed, hearing him rummaging around in the kitchen, then the microwave starting and the popcorn popping.

It wasn’t long before he was walking in the room, popcorn in one hand, beer in the other.

“Hey, pretty girl,” he spoke lowly, “what’s goin on?”

You smiled at him, opening your arms, asking for a hug.

“Hey,” you whispered against his neck, pulling him in tight and starting to lay down, pulling him on top of you.

He chuckled against your skin, “alright lemme crawl in. Don’t wanna spill my beer.”

He walked to his side, pulling back the covers, and hopping in next to you

He sat the popcorn in his lap, one hand around his beer, as you leaned over

You planted a nice hard kiss on his lips, not looking for anything deep, just a nice gesture of love

When you pulled back, he chuckled, “well I missed you too.”

“Can you sit between my legs?” You asked gently, moving to rest against the headboard

“Sure, darling,” he answered quietly, “what’s goin on though?”

It was weird for you to want to cuddle him, most of the time you were asking for him to be your big spoon

“Nothing. Just wanna wrap myself around you,” you smiled.

He settled between your legs, bringing the popcorn and beer with him, and you closed your legs over his, your arms resting loosely around his shoulders, his temple hitting your jawline

He started watching the movie, his favorite thing to do with you, but you were very distracted by him

You dropped your head down to plant kisses across his face, neck, and shoulder.

“What’s gotten into you?” he asked with a small laugh.

“Nothing, just wanna love on you,” you whispered into his skin.

He relaxed in your hold as you continued to pepper kisses across his skin

He wouldn’t admit it, but he really loved the change of pace. It was nice feeling you behind him.

He smiled as you started to kiss across his collarbone, “babe,” he started to laugh, “babe that tickles.”

You continued doing it, just to make him laugh, before kissing back up his neck, across his jaw, and to his lips.

He brought his empty hand up, holding you in place as he kissed you a little deeper, “mmmm,” he spoke against your lips, “I love you.”

You smiled against his mouth, “love you too,” before pulling back and turning back to the movie. But now, you weren’t so distracted.

#harry holland #harry holland fluff #harry holland headcannon #harry holland x reader #harry holland x gender neutral reader #harry holland imagine #harry holland fanfic #harry holland fanfiction #violetlilysunshine #violetwrites

[mollymauksboi]

Signals and Curiosities | Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader

this fic is dedicated to my wonderful friend austen. i hope you like it dewdrop 🥰

word count: 1,116

(no use of y/n, sfw. fluffy romance)

You had been a frequent customer to Scoops Ahoy and Family Video for a number of years, partially because you liked their selections of films and delicious ice cream, but mostly because you loved to see one particular woman. Robin Buckley. You had admired her from afar for some time before gathering the courage to approach and try to befriend her, and was surprised to see that while quite awkward, she was incredibly friendly. You had yet to come out of the closet to most people around you since it wasn’t exactly the most accepted thing here in Hawkins, but here and there you would send little signals to Robin, mostly to see if she was queer like you. And once again, much to your surprise you had finally found another gay. Now, the real problem was finding out if she was into women, and from there taking your shot.

It had been a nice sunny day in the town, the sun was setting over the horizon which set the sky ablaze with beautiful pinks, purples and oranges. Hawkins was shutting down for the night, all except for Family Video, which was open for a little while longer. Taking a deep breath and pushing your black locks from your face, you stepped inside the video store and looked around for a few films, hoping that whatever you picked might intrigue the beautiful brunette behind the counter and it could be your ticket to asking her on a date at yours that night. Steve had finally encouraged you to go for it since he had let it slip accidentally during a conversation that Robin was in fact, a Lesbian. After taking a little bit to pick out a few classic horror movies like Halloween, Friday the 13th and The Fog, you decided to gather up your courage before it was too late and walked right up to the counter.

“Good evening Robin, how’s the shift been? Stevie annoying the hell out of you yet?”

You asked with a soft laugh, to which the brunette laughed along with you.

“It’s been good so far, and yes.. Always. He’s SO annoying~”

Robin playfully jokes, earning a whine and protesting from the boy, which in turn had you both giggling as Robin rang up the price for renting the three films.

“Good choice in movies. I especially loved Halloween”

She commented with a smile, giving you the total in which you promptly paid for.

“Really? It’s actually mine too.”

You took a second, looking at Steve who gave you a thumbs up and smiled sheepishly at Robin.

“Actually, I was kinda hoping that you might be free for a bit tonight? I’d love to watch it with you”

You watched as Robin for a moment stared up into your doe brown eyes in shock before her cheeks turned a light red. Were you asking her on a movie date?

“Y-yeah sure! Uh..”

Looking to Steve, Robin gave him a pleading look, to which the boy shooed her away, telling her he had closing covered but she owed him big time for letting her run off on a date.Grinning, you watched as the brunette quickly grabbed her coat, hopping over the counter and grabbed the little bag of movies for you. With that, you both bid your farewells to Steve and walked back to your home.

“I’ve got plenty of snacks and some pop, I’ll let you head upstairs and get settled. Make yourself at home okay?”

You told Robin which room was yours and asked if she could get the movie started for you two while you made a large bowl of popcorn and grabbed two sodas for the both of you to drink. It only took you a few minutes to get everything ready and head to your bedroom where you spotted Robin on your bed, just having gotten the movie to the opening credits. You dimmed the lights, hopped up onto your bed and placed the bowl in front of you both and with that, the movie began.

Neither of you were very scared of the film since you’d both watched it several times, knowing where the jumpscares were and were even laughing at some parts where you know the characters should have been smarter about what they did in that situation before getting caught by Myers.

“What an idiot!”

You laughed, facepalming a little as you watched one of the girls run straight into Myers, only for Robin to burst into giggles, leaning her head against your shoulder as she agreed. The contact made you freeze in place, your heart began to pound wildly inside your ribcage. She was so close.. And gods above did she smell nice too. Setting down your drink, you brushed some of her locks from her face and smiled down at her.

“You are so damn beautiful, Birdy”

You complimented Robin, both of you began to blush immediately. Where the hell did that surge of confidence come from? Well… Robin didn’t seem to mind at all, in fact she sat up and cupped your cheeks, giving you no warning nor any time to prepare for what came next as her lips pressed firmly against yours. They were soft, a lot softer than you had ever imagined and she tasted so sweet..Immediately, your lips moved in tandem with hers, fitting perfectly together as if you two were truly meant to be. Everything around you faded away until it was just the two of you, fireworks bursting in brightly lit colours behind your closed eyes while your hands found purchase against Robin's waist and pulled her into your lap. Abandoning all thought of the movie still playing in the background, the two of you kissed heatedly for some time until you needed to pull away for a much needed break of air.

Resting your head against hers, you gently rubbed your noses together in a butterfly kiss, rubbing little circles into the woman's skin.

“I love you, Robin…”

You murmur softly, brown eyes fluttering open to meet hers, in which the flustered mess of a woman above you pecked your lips once more.

“I love you too..”

Having lost all interest in the movie, the two of you curled beneath the blankets of your bed, talking into the wee hours of the morning, laughing, cuddling and just loving each other until you both eventually drifted off into a peaceful slumber within the other’s arms.

What had started off as any other night renting movies to cure your boredom and yet another excuse to see Robin again had ended in the most wonderful way you could have ever imagined. It was perfect.

She was perfect…

#stranger things #robin buckley #scoops ahoy #queer signals #queer community #first love confessions #fluffy romance #fluffy robin buckley #romance #romantic robin buckley #i love my little lesbian #lesbians watching horror turned love confessions

[wyattjohnston]

Please do "letting them take a sip of your drink, then another, then another, then- you might as well let them keep it" with Nathan Mack, maybe they are playing fortnite together and this happens... Thank you! 🥰

The tandem desk set up had just been cute at first, inspired by posts you’d seen around the internet. It allowed you to be around each other even if your attention was elsewhere.

Less cute was the realisation that only one of you could really be in a voice chat at a time, especially during high pressure situations that result in you both getting loud.

It’s Nate’s turn to be loud and obnoxious, the boys having called for Fortnite. You sit quietly at your desk, playing Civ6. The realisation that you can’t remember that last time you ate or drank is sudden but prominent, so you get up to head into the kitchen. Nate is so engrossed in his game that it’s impossible to grab his attention to ask if he also wants something.

You settle on a tall glass of water, to be healthy, but also chocolate coated popcorn because life is too short to not eat tasty food.

As you’re walking back in, you roll your eyes and wait for Nate’s voice to settle down so that you don’t risk startling him and ruining the game—whatever he’s doing isn’t so crucial, clearly, because he turns around when he hears you.

“For me?” he asks, spotting the glass of water.

“It was for me,” you say slowly, even as you’re moving closer to him. “If I give you this, I get uninterrupted games tomorrow night.”

“Deal,” he agrees.

#nathan mackinnon fic #nathan mackinnon imagine #hockey fic #hockey imagine #nhl fic #nhl imagine #homemade fic #avs celly #fic: avs