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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 2 years

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Do you perhaps have any more headcanons pertaining to the reader and wolfram raising sieglinde?

of course!!

a couple of these touch on posts I’ve made about the concept, but there’s some other stuff mixed in too hehehe

I LOVE THEIR LITTLE FAMILY SO MUCH <3

Because she can’t walk unassisted and prefers not to use her ‘spider walker’ at night, Wolfram checks on Sieglinde periodically throughout the evening after she falls asleep. Like most children, (particularly traumatized children like her), she may occasionally have nightmares. If she does, one of two things will happen. Either Wolfram will lie down in her bed with her and you, after waking up to find him gone, will come join them… or he’ll carry her into your bed, simply stating, “Our little girl had a bad dream,” and she’ll cuddle up there with you both for the night. Either way it always makes her feel safe and loved.

Given how, er… slow Wolfram can be in preparing meals, especially in the morning, another pair of hands helping Sieglinde get ready ― get dressed, wash her face, etc. ― is appreciated. She loves it when you help her pick out clothing, mainly because you and Wolfram let her wear whatever she likes as long as she’s dressed presentably. She can even wear trousers if she wants to! Plus, you always know what looks good on her. And the time you spend doing her hair before breakfast is wonderful for bonding.

The two of you try quite hard to homeschool her, but it’s not easy to get her interested in anything which isn’t science. Or sometimes math. Thankfully, she’s good at English and grammar because of you, and she’s somewhat okay with history. She just dreads doing assignments where she can’t choose the topic. Analyzing books and mulling over fractions bore her to tears. It’s up to you to make the things she doesn’t enjoy fun for her, so she gets all the education and enrichment she needs. Of course, Wolfram tries to help where he can; he’s learned a few tricks by now!

Family outings?? Well, sort of. You go on outings to talk to the Queen, and to maybe do some business with Ciel. Oh, and Sieglinde has rather made friends with Lizzie, so she stops over there quite a bit as well. Sometimes she uses her spider walker, sometimes you or Wolfram will carry her around. The biggest problem with outings like this is that she gets self-conscious around most people, because, honestly, most people see her as ‘that weird little German girl with mechanical spider legs’. Of course, you and Wolfram have none of anyone who tries to bully or intimidate her. Not only that, there’s no question you indulge her by taking her into sweets shops and letting her just act like a child!

You’re all living in Ciel’s townhouse, so… sometimes Agni and Soma babysit. She adores them, and this way you and Wolfram can have a breather. Despite the fact that you love her very much, both of you could use a break now and again. Even better, usually you return to find Soma snoring on the couch while Sieglinde is perched on his back, fiddling with a light bulb and trying to do… something… with it… and Agni is trying to gently convince her that it’s time for bed. They try their best, but, ah… you and Wolfram will take back over now.

Are your parents/siblings still alive and you’re on good terms with them? Congratulations, Sieglinde now has grandparents and/or aunts/uncles!! And, well, also Wolfram has… new parents and siblings. Because of course they absolutely love him. If his parents were ever in his life at all, he doesn’t remember them, and the closest he had to siblings were brothers-in-arms who he wasn’t that bonded with; he’s awkward about it, but he enjoys having parental and sibling figures of his own given that he lacked them growing up. And for Sieglinde to have more family, people who can call her their granddaughter or niece? It’s just wonderful.

One day, Sieglinde will walk up to you and say, “I’ve decided I am ready for a little sister. When will you and Wolfram have a baby?” And you better hope you’re not drinking anything when it happens, because that’s an immediate choking-on-your-beverage moment. She’s just so blunt about it ― give her a baby sister! How many business days will that request take to be processed???

#Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Wolfram #Sieglinde #Wolfram x reader #headcanons #romantic #platonic #familial #domestic #fluff #drama #UGH THEY'RE SUCH GOOD BABIES PLEASE LET ME KISS WOLFRAM AND SNUGGLE SIEGLINDE!!#one hell of a queue

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jester-lover · 1 month

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I have so many requests still on the list, but I really want to do a side quest and write for my favorite black butler characters, so I’ll eventually hit all these ideas, just want to see which one yall want me to get to first

Ik there are a lot of options, I’ve been sitting on all of them for eons now lol

#my fav is herman for idk why #reader insert #fanfic #fanfiction #black butler #agni #soma asman kadar #gregory violet #herman greenhill #lawrence bluewer #edgar redmond #wolfram gelzer #black butler x reader #grelle sutcliff

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sweetsbfreex · 2 years

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hey mama

Summary: Steve never got the chance to say goodbye to his mother, never got the closure. He woke up out of the ice and was no longer a son. You get him a birthday gift for the comfort he never received.

Warnings: talk of parent death/trauma.

Pairings: bf!steve rogers x reader

You work late nights just to keep on the lights/ Mommy got me trainings wheels so i could keep on my bike/ And you would give me anything in this world

It’s a chill night. You, Steve, and Wanda are in the living room, sprawled on the couch as a movie plays.

Steve’s been a bit reserved the past few days and just not himself. Your guess was the Anniversary of the passing of his mother, Sarah Rogers.

Evidently, you never got a chance to meet the sole provider of the Rogers household. But he always talks about her. Always telling you how much she would’ve loved you and the fact that you make the best chocolate chip cookies would’ve won her over.

Dozed off and laid on the couch, his head on your lap is Steve. Your fingers run through his hair and facial features in a delicate manner.

Your eyes are stuck to the screen when you feel him shift. Looking down his eyes are shut tight, nose scrunched just a bit, and his eyebrows furrowed together. Then he mewls silently before his voice drops.

This isn’t anything new, but the whispers of a broken ‘momma’ breaks your heart.

Wanda looks on with a sorrow frown on her face before she lifts up a scarlet, glowing hand towards Steve. And just like that he's quiet. His face relaxes and a small smile adorns his face.

You thank her, sincerely, before descending to place a kiss on his warm cheek.

A MONTH BEFORE HIS BIRTHDAY

You’ve researched and researched. Wikipedia, museums catered to Steve, Wolfram, and hundreds of World War Two resources. Most of them faintly brush on his family and not one obtained a picture of his mom.

At this point, you were desperate. Wanting to give Steve a birthday gift that would procure a sense of home he could take anywhere.

So, here is where Tony and Wanda are rallied up.

Wanda:

Wanda's role is to capture how Sarah Rogers looked and Sounded, by getting into Steve's head.

“Steve,” you call his name while plopping onto his lap without any warning. He adjusts immediately, so his are arms wrapped around you.

“You all right, doll” he kisses your nose.

“I’m okay, are you though? Seems like you’re not getting much sleep lately” you hum, your hand caressing his jaw.

“Yeah” he huffs, “I think ma’s anniversary is…I guess taking a toll on me. More than it usually does.”

“Have you seen Dr. Cho about it? She helped me a lot when my dad passed away.”

“I didn’t think about that, I’ll talk to her about it soon.”

Your fingers clasp his cheeks, making sure he looks at you.

“…and you know I’m here too, if you need someone to talk to,”

“I know, honey, thank you,” he squeezes your hips, locking his plump lips to yours.

You didn’t have to beg Tony as much as you thought you would. You only proposed the idea once and he agreed.

Now, today was the day!

You celebrated Steve first thing in the morning with endless kisses, cuddles, and a stack of his favorite pancakes. Later in the day, Tony’s house (if you could even call it that) is decorated and filled with close friends.

It was the same every year. A combined barbecue and birthday celebration in honor of Captain America/Steve. Steve never complained, he enjoyed getting to spend his birthdays with his found family and best girl.

Steve sat in the middle of the couch, a blue birthday hat on his head. He smiles and thanks everyone for their gifts.

Lastly, you hand the wrapped cube with a red and blue bow on the top.

“Happy Birthday, Stevie,” you beamed. He grabs the box with a thank you and a kiss to your cheek.

Once he’s unwrapped it, he’s met with a silver compact engraved with an antique-like design on the top. He can’t lie that he’s pretty confused on why you would get him blush, or any other makeup product you have.

He peers up at you, a look of puzzlement.

“Open it,” you whisper, urging him on. Your heart picks up its pace. Having no idea how he’ll react to such a personal gift. He opens it, and notices how the lights begin to dim.

In a flash, his mother. Well, from the chest up, his mother is in front of him. Her blond hair is pulled back and pinned with her silver barrette ( like she always wore it.)

She’s a hologram standing in front of him, after the many years he’s gone without her. Without saying goodbye. He can’t believe his eyes are watching his inherited soft baby blues look straight at him, with the familiar warm close-lipped smile on her face.

The birthmark on her cheekbone is even there. She’s so life-like, it’s mind-boggling.

You watch how Steve’s eyes widen and glisten. His breath catches. You also speculate how Bucky grips the couch for support while he gasps at the sight in front of him, as if she was alive.

“Steven...” Her head and eyes move fluently as she looks at him.

His ears start to ring. It’s her voice, exactly how he’s always heard in his dreams. It’s what he always heard as he was being berated for getting into another fight as she patched him up. Yet in the end she smiled telling him how proud she was that he stayed up for what’s right.

The voice he heard bid him well before school after an embarrassing kiss to his sunken cheeks and Bucky’s rosy one.

“Happy Birthday, my angel. You look so dashing, I wish I could squeeze your cheeks so you can whine in dismay.”

Steve chuckles airily, he had told you about that: his mother’s tendency to squeeze his cheeks whenever she saw him.

“You are my pride, my love, and my everything. I am proud of the man you’ve become and always were, all of us are. You choose kindness and integrity over everything and that is what makes you my special boy.

I don’t want you to ever feel alone, because I am always with you, watching over you. In your heart and every step you take. Look around and there I will be. But know I miss you always.”

He feels her warm smile all around him, and can barely see as tears drop every second.

“I love you and James, always.”

It blips away and he feels like he can breathe again. It’s what he’s always wished: to hear her voice one more time without the tragic endings his brain spewed.

The energy in the room shifts. Everyone knows the story of Steve Rogers, so they know this is a big deal for him.

You blink before you feel familiar arms wrap around your lower-waist; the face you love shoves into your neck; and tears on your shoulder.

“Thank you,” he chokes out and you squeeze him tighter as you caress the back of his head.

“Of course. It wasn’t only me, Wanda helped with the graphics and Tony built everything.” you smile, kissing his cheek when he pulls away.

He turns to the two, “Thank you so much, you don’t know what this means to me.”

They respond warmly.

You turn to Bucky who has a wispy look on his face, “Bucky, if you’d like, Tony said he would love to make you one.”

Bucky nods in a response, a tight smile on his face. He never got to see his Ma either. Only reading one letter she mailed to him before being captured by Hydra for what felt like eternity.

The fireworks were meant to start any minute. It was a special formula for the veterans, children, and animals that attended. Around Tony’s expansive backyard, everyone was either seated in a chair or blanket on the lush grass.

You and Steve are sharing a blanket. His larger body encases yours as your back meets his chest, and his arms wrap around you tightly. The feel of tender lips against your temple results in quiet giggles.

“You’re. Amazing.” With a kiss in between.

A hand holds your jaw, tilting it up to his. “You really are. I don’t think you know how much that gift means to, to Bucky even. I never thought I'd get to see her face like that ever again. I never even got a chance to say goodbye. You brought me closure…” his voice catches.

“I love you, y/n”

Your eyes gloss at his admission as you smile shyly. Your body shifts as you throw an arm around his neck, “Happy Birthday, Steve” your breath mingles with his as you bring him for a kiss.

Fireworks blaze in the air, coloring the sky.

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prose-for-hire · 7 months

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By your side:

Request: choose your own ending request here. could you please do an angel or lindsey x reader story where the reader is initially dating Lindsey despite being against wolfram + hart and that being a point of conflict between them because she sees the good in him, but Angel doesn't so he encourages her to break it off (partly because he has feelings for her) causing some drama between all 3 of them?

Requested by: Anon

A/N: This is a choose your own ending!! Little warning if you like them both, be prepared for reader to argue/fall out with the other depending on the ending you choose! Sorry this took so long babe 💖

You had never loved any job you had done until you came here. At Angel Investigations you truly felt as if your life had purpose. You were making a difference and you loved it. I mean sure, you only really answered the phones and filed the paperwork and, well, teaching a 100+ year old vampire to navigate the internet was a full-time job.

But you were good at it, being human meant you weren’t the most valuable in a fight but you always threw yourself into them despite yourself to save others. If anyone asked the team, though, they would say that you were the one that kept them going. You truly believed in the goal, you wanted to help everyone you passed and this helped encourage the others when things got even tougher than normal. You reminded them why they all took this job.

What they didn’t know about you, was that you were dating someone. You weren’t embarrassed, not by any stretch. But you knew the reaction you might get if you told them. Mostly because, well, he worked for the evil law firm you were usually fighting against. Lindsey was so good to you, loved you so deeply that it was almost too easy to forget that he worked for the very law firm that had basically invented evil.

You and the team had been planning a way to infiltrate Wolfram and Hart for a month and a half. All through this time, you couldn’t breathe a word of it to Lindsey. It had been hard, you hated keeping things from him. He held you close at night and all you wanted to do was spill everything that went through your mind. He always pulled you closer in his sleep, he was protective of you even then. He wrapped his arms tight around you, making sure that you were as close as physically possible and cradled against him. Usually you could tell him anything, but with this, you just couldn’t. Not just because he would stop you but because if he even suspected anything the senior partners would take more than his hand.

You had left early that morning, before he woke up on his one day off in a very long time. It broke your heart prying yourself from his arms and leaving him alone in bed. You wanted to bundle up the blankets around you both and spend the day in bed, pressing your lips against him and showing him that there could truly be heaven on this earth when you were together.

But it being his day off was why you suggested to the others you did it on this date. Because he wouldn’t be there and blow your cover. Lindsey knew that you worked for Angel, he didn’t particularly like it but he liked you and so he had put up with it. You reminded him that you always came home to him and for the moment, that was enough for him.

He was so sweet with you, when he came home to you it was evident the way that his entire body relaxed. He was always on edge, until he stepped foot through the front door. You were the only thing that got him through the gruelling working day at Wolfram and Hart and despite his job, you knew he was a good person. He was your person.

You arrived at the office last, your outfit had been pressed and left draped over your desk. Cordelia had ‘borrowed’ some costumes from her last theatre audition for you both to wear. You and her were going undercover to steal a prophecy that had been taken and left in Lindsey’s boss’ desk while Angel, Gunn and Wesley created a distraction and took out the security system.

“Hey, Y/n, you don’t have to do this. It’s more important that you’re safe” Angel lowered his voice so that only you could hear.

“I can do this, Angel. They’ve never seen me before so it makes more sense. Plus, I look really cool in this costume”

“But-“

“Oh, you don’t like my costume?”

“No! No, it really suits you, you, uh, look good. I just wanna make sure you’re sure”

“Sure am!” You teased, noting the ghost of a smile on his face. You were incredibly fond of Angel, you always had been.

After a lot of hassle and two instances where you were scarily close to being eviscerated, you managed to retrieve what you had been looking for. It was a small orb the size of a marble, but it had been incredibly difficult for you and Cordy to extract.

Thankfully, all that was over now and all you needed to do was leave through the front door. Unfortunately, though, your boyfriend and an entire team of lawyers and a security detail rounded the corner and almost collided with you and Cordy.

The marble was safely in your pocket but it was as if the security guard had a heightened sense of smell and he immediately stormed towards you. Angel and the others see on the cameras there’s trouble and run to back you and Cordelia up.

Luckily, Lindsey stepped in before they got there, though he wasn’t his usual relaxed self.

“Y/n? What the Hell-”

“I can explain…”

“Y/n, step back, this is our fight” Angel warned, stepping between you and your boyfriend. You knew this was going to have to be the moment you came clean. You knew it even before Lindsey decided for you both.

“That’s my partner you’re ordering around there”

“Partner?” Angel scoffed.

“Yeah, you know, lover, date… spouse”

“You expect me to believe that they would even look at-”

“Angel, it’s true” You said it in the smallest voice imaginable. You weren’t embarrassed per se, but the thought of disappointing Angel really hurt you.

“What, you think I’m gonna have some big moral crisis, see the light, ‘cause my partner works for you? Not happening” Lindsey seemed to be enjoying the reaction as he moved to take your wrist, guiding you to his side.

There was a collective gasp from your team and a horrible sneer from Lilah and some of the other lawyers in the firm when they saw the way he held you with such familiarity.

Angel:

“Were you going to tell us?”

“No, well yeah obviously… if something like this happened”

“You’re embarrassed?”

“Well, kinda in bed with the enemy” You said jokingly, but this flared a sudden rage in Lindsey. A rage that once unleashed could not be tethered again.

“That’s how you see me?! When you left our bed this morning I thought you might be going out to get coffee for us or something that, I don’t know, couples might do.” He shook with anger, spray of spit coming from his mouth.

This had been a long time coming. He hadn’t realised how much it affected him, the way you gushed about your day. About how much you enjoyed working and would gladly work overtime for free mostly, just to be with your friends and do the right thing. Just to be with… him.

“Lindsey I’m-” You tried to diffuse the situation, the last thing you needed was to choose a side. It was long since due but you didn’t think that you were ready. Until he said what he was about to say, that is.

“You’re pathetic, you’re nothing, you know that? Worse than all of them together. Especially him. Ever since you got that job you’ve been ‘Angel was saying this’ and ‘Angel likes his blood like that’. I let it go, ‘cause, I thought I might get something useful out of it. Hell, not even the promotion was worth sitting through the waste of time I spent with you”

“You slept with me to get a promotion? Isn’t that kind of backwards, shouldn’t you be sleeping with maybe someone in the company you actually work for?” You aimed for humour but it fell flat. Tears burned the back of your eyes, your throat went dry as you stared, open mouthed at his triumphant look. As if he had won something.

The truth was, Lindsey loved you. He had even been considering proposing. But he knew, in some way he had always known, your heart belonged to another. You didn’t love him in the way that he loved you. And it hurt. So he wanted you to hurt too… in more ways that one.

“Lilah? Open the portal”

“Gladly” She had grimaced through the embarrassing display of feelings you and the others had been showing. Anything to put a stop to it. Including sending you all to some unknown dimension that was sure to bring pain and suffering.

You were zapped into a strange land, one that quickly turned dangerous. It was just you and Angel. You had been send to a Hell Dimension. There was a group of Fossil-Vamps, as you would later name them. They were the distant ancestors of the vampires that you were used to. They didn’t have much time for thought, they were incredibly strong and worst of all, they were day-walkers.

They sensed you easily. You were fresh blood. They owned the land and humans were a scarce resource. One of them managed to corner you and bite you whilst Angel was preoccupied trying to fight off three others at once. It ripped into the soft skin of your neck, making you cry out and shove the vampire before you, beating its chest in an embarrassing effort to get it off you.

Angel pulled it off you, immediately taking you by the hand and deciding the best action would have to be to retreat. To get you to safety. Blood was leaking from your neck and he wasn’t going to lose you.

You found an abandoned farmhouse where he urgently ransacked the pace, managing to find medical supplies and something for you to eat. To get your strength up. He sat you down, his thumb rubbing your cheek bone for a moment before he moved to the supplies. He began to patch you up tenderly, his eyes only glancing up every so often at your lips as you spoke.

“I feel so stupid. Of course he was using me, I can’t believe I fell for it”

“You made a mistake, we’ve all been there” Angel assured you, his fingertips barely grazing the skin of your arm. He was so gentle, he always was with you. You had seen his ferocity, the damage that he could do. But with you he was only ever tender.

You slid your hand over his, rubbing your thumb softly over the back of his hand. You never thought you would be this close to him, you assumed he was too good for you. You had settled, in a way, for Lindsey. Only pulled into his lies because you didn’t feel good enough. For the job you did or for the vampire that always had a kind word for you.

“Y/n, I know it’s probably not something you want to hear right now but I can’t hide any longer, you could have…” he tailed off, that distant frown as he slid into his thoughts again for a moment, before he sighed and steeled himself, “You’re a good person. A strong person… a person that I love more than anyone that I have ever met”

“Slayers included?” You joked, his confession was making you nervous. He wouldn’t lie to you, would he? He wouldn’t try to hurt you like Lindsey did, would he?

“I get that trust’s hard for you right now but I’m here. I won’t go anywhere, I’ll wait as long as it takes to prove that I mean everything I’m saying” He said it softly, his fingers lacing with yours as he spoke. He didn’t look you in the eye, his words were too raw for that but you could see the way that they glistened as he spoke.

He had clearly been waiting a long time to tell you that. To show you just how deeply he felt for you. You pressed a kiss against his hand, before you pressed another to his palm. You looked up at him from where you had bent to kiss him, recognising the look in his eyes. It mirrored yours.

Your lips collided and everything suddenly seemed to make sense. There were no mysteries in the world that couldn’t be solved by this union. You grasped at his now tattered clothes, forgetting your injury for the intensity of this kiss. Everything made sense. You had wanted him since the moment you had met him, the reason you had always been so distracted around Lindsey it was because you were thinking about work. About the team. About him.

Suddenly you were losing contact with his lips, an embarrassing whine left your lips, that he very kindly pretended he didn’t hear. You never wanted to part from him. But he was now holding you in place, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked as if he could see straight into your soul.

“You don’t owe me anything, you know that, hm?”

“I know, but I would give you everything if I could” You admitted, knowing as you said it that you had been aching to say it since the moment you met him. Perhaps you and Lindsey had both just been convenient for each other.

You pulled him into another kiss, his hand snaked to the base of your skull pulling you even closer. In this moment you forgot it all. Lost in his touch, his kiss. The feelings that had been building,

You didn’t know how to get out of this hell dimension. You didn’t know if you would live to see another day. But what you did know, was that the only side you would ever be on was his.

Lindsey:

“Were you going to tell us?”

“Not… specifically”

“You know what, y/n? You’re worse than all of them here. You pretend you’re fighting for good but let your little boyfriend do any evil deed he wants. Why, ‘cause he fucks you too well?”

“Angel-”

“You’re evil” He stated as if he wanted to rip off your head.

“What? Because I don’t want to have sex with you? I see the way you look at me, you know. Don’t get all high and mighty Mr I-killed-and-maimed-for-centuries. You’ll never wash the blood off your hands”

“Come on, he’s like 10 different kinds of evil!” He gestured wildly towards your boyfriend.

“Eleven, actually” Lindsey grinned, snaking an arm around your shoulder. You smiled despite the situation.

He realised that you needed him, using this gesture to show you that even though he wasn’t pleased you had kept this from him he loved you too much not to be right there with you. He pressed a kiss against your temple, one that assured you that no matter the threat, from either side, you were protected. Completely.

After the room dropped in temperature and subsequently descended into a staring competition, Lindsey took it as his cue to take you away from the others. He could sense that you were upset and all he wanted to do was comfort you. He didn’t even care enough about his ‘rival’ to gloat about dating a member of his team. It wasn’t about that for Lindsey. All he wanted was you.

“Where are you going?” Angel called, the disgust in his voice evident.

“Well, you and yours are gonna be sent to some Hell dimension while we draw up a contract for Y/n. Somehow I don’t think they’ll be back to Angel Investigations”

He hinted that you already had a role in the firm, if you wanted it of course. He would love you in any occupation. In any time or dimension. It was always your choice.

“Lindsey… you can’t…” you gripped his hand tight, concerned that even if your friends had all abandoned you, that they shouldn’t be hurt for it.

Lindsey whispered low in your ear, so low that Angel managed to miss it. He explained that the Partners actually had a proposition for Angel and the team. One that meant they might manage to co-exist in this dimension.

“Bye Angel…” You said softly, once you knew they would all at least be safe. You trusted Lindsey wholly. You knew he would tell it to you straight.

He slid a hand around your shoulder, ushering you gently towards the boardroom where you collapsed into his arms as soon as the door closed behind you. The way your friends, the people you spent most of your days with had all suddenly been so cold. Stared through you as if you weren’t even human…

It hurt.

But the love that enveloped you, the scent of your Lindsey. The soft reassurance of his presence alone told you that you could carry on. His lips grazed your forehead as he pressed several tiny kisses each committing a promise to your skin.

That he was yours. Through the good and the bad. The evil and the mild breaking and entering. Nothing could ever change his feelings for you.

As you leant against his chest, you felt something. It was hard and uncomfortable to rest against in his breast pocket. You reached in to shift it so that you could nestle into him further when he quickly grabbed your wrist to try and prevent you from reaching in. This wasn’t usual, he usually liked that you were so familiar.

Everything flashed before his eyes, every moment of your lives together so far. The soft Sunday mornings you spent in bed, entwined together and basking in your love. The days where you would surprise him and be waiting for him at home with his favourite meal ordered in. The late evening where it was only you and him, where you shared your deepest thoughts. The date nights, where you always ended up in his arms.

“I was gonna wait” He looked down sheepishly.

“Wait for what?”

“I’ve been saving it for the right time. Bought it months back…”

“Any time we’re together is right…” You insisted, hand grazing his as he reached into his pocket.

“Marry me” he breathed, his eyes closed as he pressed his forehead against yours. Anticipation killing him, the only thing keeping him going was the continued contact of your skin.

Your eyes watered, even now. Even after all the trouble you had caused him at his job. He wanted you, he felt for you the same you did for him. You wanted to scream, shout it from the top floor of his office block. But you had already embarrassed him enough at work today. Plus, this was an intimate moment. You decided to keep this moment just between you and him.

Soon, he got his answer, you swiftly pressed your lips to his, an unspoken answer to his proposal. Your fingers gripping him tight as if you were afraid he may disappear. You never wanted to part from him. It could have been anywhere and your answer would have been the same. It was perfect because it was him. It was the two of you together.

He slid the band onto your finger, eyes shining with feeling. You reached for him again and peppered him with kisses. Anywhere you could reach on his skin you pressed your lips against him. You were so happy all you wanted was to be in his arms forever.

You couldn’t get over just how lucky you felt. Other boyfriends, sorry – fiancées, may have been angry. But not him. Never with you. He had fallen willing and deep, his emotions wrapped in yours. After it all, he loved you. He loved you the same today as he did when you were on ‘opposing sides’.

No matter how your friends felt about you now. No matter the repercussions. You knew now that the only side you would ever be on was his.

#angel btvs #angel the series #angel btvs x reader #Lindsey x reader #lindsey ats #buffy the vampire slayer #btvs #angel x you #ats imagine #angel the series imagine #btvs x you #gender neutral #ats #btvs x reader #btvs imagine #angel #choose your own

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grav3yardbb92 · 2 years

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RUMOR HAS IT

Angel series imagine

Angel x Fem! Witch! reader. Spike x Fem! Witch! reader

T.W.: language, mention of demons and vampires (obviously)

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I exit the elevator, entering the main floor of Wolfram and Hart. I exhale, second guessing the discission I made this morning, but I approach the person I consider my closest friend and proceed to tell her anyway.

" Hey Harm, can I tell you a secret?"

"Of course, you can, sweetie" the blonde responds, adding an encouraging smile. Here it goes.

" I, um, I think I'm in love with...

" a vampire " she finishes for me

" What? How do you..."

"Everyone knows y/n, well everyone except said vampire."

"You should tell him" She continues. Earning a gasp from me.

"Are you nuts? I can't tell him, ever." I argue.

"Well, why not, waiting for him to notice obviously isn't working."

"Harm, look at me, I'm just a witch, that's a big step down from slayer, I know how he feels about me, we are barely friends."

"You are a very powerful witch, and Buffy was forever ago, he's so over it." She pauses, thinking as deep as a she can before she continues." Okay, just do one thing for me, say it out loud" I look at her confused.

"You heard me" she pushes, and I know she won't shut up about this, and if I don't do this, she might just tell him herself.

I take another deep breath before giving her what she wants.

" I'm in love with..." My confession is interrupted by the elevator door opening, to reveal Angel and Spike caught in yet another of their famous arguments. I watch them both, until Harmony clears her throat

" you're in love with..." She repeats my statement, prompting me to continue. She doesn't have to smirk for me to know what she is doing. But I've got a few tricks.

" With an undead creature with a soul." I finish, proud of myself for keeping it cryptic. " Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a locator spell to work, that baby eating demon won't kill itself."

" that's not what I wanted to hear, y/n" she shouts at me as I stalk down the hall toward my office, unaware that my cryptic confession caused the vampires to stop their argument.

" did she just say what I think she said?"

"Sorry boss, but I can't tell you that, I wouldn't look good as a frog" I laugh at her statement, before closing my door.

**Time skip**

After days and nights of research, we did finally find and kill that demon. And now we are all exhausted and ready to head home, too bad we now have to file paperwork about the case. why, I have no clue, does someone actually want to read about this stuff, future watchers, maybe. But at least it will distract me from thinking about my other situation.

It just so happens that I end up in the elevator with spike, when suddenly, it jerks to a stop and the lights flicker off. As I go to ask what happened, the lights come back on, but the car doesn't move.

" Relax, love, I stopped it, wanted to talk to you"

" Well, actually, I wanted to talk to you too, just not in the elevator"

" It’s the only spot in this bloody place with privacy” He explains, before continuing. “You seemed a little distracted, is it that rumor, floating about?"

Well, yeah, I..."

" You should tell him"

" Wait, who?"

"Angel, for someone who has been around awhile, he's bloody oblivious" he laughs at his diss toward Angel

" It must be a vampire thing then" I mutter, looking anywhere but his face.

" what's that supposed to mean"

When I don't answer, he grabs my shoulder, turning me to face him.

" I... I don't love angel, not like that."

" I heard you with Harmony, " undead creature with a s-" he cuts himself off, as his brain Catches up to his mouth "oh. Oh! You meant..." I nod and smile nervously, waiting for his response. He only smirks at me.

" Well, go on, tell me how I'm just a stupid little witch and you could never...oh" his lips are on mine. They are softer than I expected, and he taste like cigarettes and copper, that was expected. Somehow during our kiss, the elevator began moving again, and before we knew it, the doors opened.

I didn't want to pull away, but some of us still need to breath, when I did, he smiled at me and grabbed my hand.

"Well, there you two are...." Harmony cuts off mid-sentence and her lips stretch into a knowing smirk.

"What?" Spike, growled, pushing past her, rushing to get to my office.

As we reach my door, I hear her yell after us.

" it's about time"

#angel x reader #spike x reader #buffy imagines #spike btvs x female reader #spike imagines #angel imagines #james marsters #david borneaz #buffy the vampire slayer #angel #William the bloody

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ericapooh · 2 years

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Please Stay! Hawks x Fem!reader fanfic.

Part 24

Keigo and his team continue to fight off and push their way through the room to go after you. Fearing that he may be too late to stop the Unubore's from taking you away from him, he instinctively deployed a few of his feathers ahead of him.

The fear in Keigo's heart continues to grow, and it's not just because someone is taking you away from him, but it's due to the unsettling feeling that there is something wrong in this situation.

He continues to fight off the bodyguards as he uses one of his feathers to slam one of their opponents against the wall, causing him to lose consciousness.

He was starting to get antsy, and every second that passed while fighting meant that you were moving farther and farther away from him.

I need to get to her! Now.'

Amidst the fighting, his thoughts were still on you and the need to reach you, but he needed to pass through these men first, and that proved to be challenging.

While knocking out his opponent, Kirishima saw Keigo and noticed the agitation painted on his face and understood.

Kaminari:

"Go!"

Urging the number two hero after landing a fist on one of the bodyguards' faces and rendering him motionless.

As he heard Red Riot's voice, he quickly swerved through the fray while knocking another bodyguard down. He flew as fast as his wings could carry him, all the while deploying a few feathers to go ahead of him.

'Y/n, I'm coming.'

Your continuous struggling proved to be useless as you were hoisted up into the chopper after Unobore and Wolfram were seated. Besides the noise coming from the crafts' rotating blades, your incessant fight for freedom has started to irritate the older Unobore, but it was Richii that expressed his irritation.

Richii:

"For crying out loud, just electrocute her already if you can't keep her quiet!"

He sawthed angrily, leaning forward for more emphasis.

The man with an iron-grip on you, without hesitation, took out the controller for your necklace, but before he could push the button, Wolfram's voice boomed over the loud sound coming from the aircraft as it started to lift off from the ground to take flight.

Wolfram:

"Electrocute her and that'll be the last thing you will do!"

The thumbs that were ready to set off your necklace froze half-way and, in spite of the noise coming from the aircraft, all fell silent until the older Unobore reminded Wolfram who was in-charge.

Unobore Warui:

"You seem to have become sentimental, Wolfram. Perhaps you've forgotten our deal. You're only a free man because of me, and I can put you back where I found you if you don't remember your place."

Wolfram wanted to rebut but decided against it.

Yes, he owes this man his freedom and, yes, he does not want to go back to prison, and these should be his only reasons to keep quiet. But somehow his freedom didn't seem important to him now.

It was strange for him. Given Wolfram's stature, he shouldn't fear anything. He refuses to fear anything. However, right here, right now, he was afraid of something.

He couldn't care less about what's going to happen to him, but rather, he is afraid of what this father-and-son duo will do to you. What lengths was he willing to go to to remove you from this situation?

He wanted to act, but decided to think carefully about how to go about it. He knew that an opportune time would come, and he wanted to ensure that you'd leave this mess unscathed.

The silence inside the already ascended chopper was interrupted by what seemed like succeeding explosions coming from below, and to your horror, the wide estate was now a field of fire and smoke.

"No, no, no... Keigo!"

Y/N:

"KEEEIGOOO!!"

The sound of the explosion was deafening, yet you hoped that your voice would reach out to him. However, judging by the number of explosions that went off, it seems impossible that someone could have survived that.

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eemoo1o-animoo · 1 year

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for the ask game, perhaps N? and/or P?

Ask me stuff

This took so long to answer! I’m so sorry for the wait. And the links. And the tangent. Aahsbhdb

N – Name three things you wish you saw more of in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice):

This is tricky! I tend to just be like “Augh I wish there was more of that” and then forget all about it. I guess I’ll try thinking of things in the fandom and not in the canon material? Hm – tricky.

Black Butler fandom – I want more aroace William, or at least ace William, representation. I don’t want him shipped with Grelle, I want them being BFFs. *Pointing with judgement* Let them crack open a bottle of wine and/or whiskey by the fire after work and talk about nice, idle things, like their sonboy Ronald (who’s pawing at the babygate like the sad goldendoodle he is because he wasn’t allowed in due to his alcoholism).

Black Butler canon/fandom – I want Snake to speak for himself. Like, either in fanfiction or — more preferably — canon, where he at last breaks and, against the opinions of his snakes, goes “Fuck you, Ciel!” and then full stop. No “says Emily” or “exclaims Oscar”. Nothing. It’s meaningful. Poignant. You can tell that Snake is really hurt about having his found family lie to him so easily, to be betrayed by his second family after losing his first. This is Snake, even if it’s just for a moment, talking for himself. Poor Snake :(

Black Butler fandom – I want more creepypastas / grimdarks / etc.. Plain and simple, it’s meant to be a dark, perhaps horrific at times, franchise and so where are the creepy one shots? The “The Woman In Black” parodies? The subtly dark pieces where Ciel is stuck in an endless game of fleshy marionette for Sebastian’s own amusement? Where?

Bonus:

Sk8 the Infinity fandom/canon – I want more Adam-facing-consequences fics (and hopefully canon content in the upcoming season two), and Tadashi and Miya interaction, because those two look related and hardly interact in canon. I’ve only ever come across one (platonic) fic of them on AO3. One.

P – Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas):

Oh, this is tricky! I don’t think I think of many AUs? At the very least they’re fleeting and / for one shot purposes as opposed to a full-fledged universe? (Alternatively there’s also an idea I had of making a book of rarepair scraplets vaguely set in the same universe for the reader to piece together, like a one shot where Soma, Lizzie and Sieglinde are paired together “trying to get back to ‘x’” and Soma has to carry Sieglinde because her spider legs are broken and Wolfram is nowhere to be found.)

So seeing as you told me about your Snake/Edward / Sieglinde/Lizzie Friendship is Tragic-esque AU I’ll go ahead and state my Fallout Equestria-type one (why did I need brony comparisons for that?) that was kind of eluded to in this post (which is also kind of inspired by this post and its reblogs).

So in the post it was inspired by, I discussed if “shinigami and grim reapers” were different, and that “shinigami” were like “the original grim reapers” (don’t think of them like those things from Death Dote, but rather like The Exterminators from Hazbin) and that the redemption that the reapers work towards is actually fake, just a rumour used to keep them in line and then used as the excuse when reapers go “missing” (aka. the “Higher Up”, so to call them, of the original shinigami and/or older reapers that are in-the-know) to make way for newer reapers when Ole McLimboville becomes overcrowded (which it will as time progresses from the canon’s 1889 into modern day, as per real life suicide stats).

With my theory preluded, the AU would start off with Will’s “promotion/redemption” (#2 from (x)) (as it is known outwardly by the other reapers), but as the numbers begin to spike, a purge starts by the Higher Up / shinigami and Grelle and Ronald make it out after Grelle’s seen Othello die protecting her (a point which will later be paralleled when Grelle then does so for Ron), and go looking for the Undertaker, in case he knows what’s going on (after all, he and Othello are the same age-ish and Othello told them to find him).

I’d also thought about a possible, background Grelltaker flirtation, but that point can be ignored for now. I think if this is the case then Undertaker dies in front of Grelle rather than Othello, who, in this case, she just knows died? Also an point where Ron and Grelle begrudgingly take r!Ciel along with them (if he’s still alive / existing … he can be written out easily, though, I just remember him being a part of my original rough idea), and then it’s later just Ron looking after him after he and Grelle are separated (I’m still unsure whether a fakeout death is in order, or too cheesy to be worked into the plot well enough).

Essentially, it’s just Ronald then — as per his and Grelle’s plan after talking with the Undertaker — looking for a means to summon a demon (whether this will be Sebastian or not is undecided, though is the most likely because… why would I make an OC for something that isn’t TSoGtR? Really, now.) as to try and get an equal footing in the fight against the original shinigami (and the reapers in allegiance with them as part of the Higher Up’s council… as guides to the to-be ‘redeemed’, or even some of the redeemed themselves).

Perhaps there’s also a twisted element from the Higher Up like “You’re finally getting what you came here for/what you wanted, and yet you still fight it?”, when — on the reapers’ side of things — it’s actually because they want to avenge their friends for dying in massacre, so dishonourably (in some cases), and that they know that if they lose / give up, this will only go on and on, until it eventually happens again.

It’s an AU I definitely haven’t thought of in a while 😅 so trying to remember the better half of it was a bit of a struggle, but I enjoyed doing it! It’s a fun idea that I hope to revisit (though most probably will not, as I suck at action scenes / sequences / drama, so it would most likely turn out slow, and corny when it picks up pace, with plenty of emotional moments and monologues but not enough action/fighting).

Thanks for the ask! I enjoyed replying to it (though it took me, like, an hour to, by god).

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lindseymcdonaldseyelashes · 3 months

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Finished up my Lindsey McDonald x OFC fic! You can read it here.

Words: 23,283

Chapters: 14

Rating: Explicit

Following an encounter with a demon, Roz Addison can't shake her prophetic visions about the end of the world. But they're incomplete—at least until an acoustic performance by Wolfram & Hart's top lawyer seems to fill in the gaps. She's sure Lindsey knows something, and she's ready to figure out what that is—and hopefully prevent the oncoming Apocalypse—even if that means teaming up with the evil attorney she despises. What she doesn't plan on is falling head-over-heels for him.

Begins with Angel Episode 2x18, "Dead End"

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The smutty bit also gets its own chapter (demarcated with an asterisk) for readers to skip—or jump to directly—as you please :)

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kuroshitsujixreader · 3 years

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Send in Requests!

I just caught up to around the middle/near the end of the green witch arc. so in a sort of celebration here is the Fluff Alphabet. All Character’s are allowed.

Note i did not make these it was made by @ snk-warriors

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that's beneficial in a relationship.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Y earning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?k

Just a side note. The p4. love those guys

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 2 years

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Omg the wolfram continuation was EVERYTHING!! And since requests are open I’d like to do one more ;) could you do some domestic style fluff with him and reader after the fact? Like— I LOVED that whole “I’m ready for a baby sister” with Sieglinde sm 😭 maybe you could do something like that? Or maybe when they dooooo tell her (and wolfram) that reader is pregnant? I’m such a hoe for this freight train of a man ah ma gad 🐺 please and thank you soooo much 💜

BOOBOO YOU’RE SO SWEET!!

literally send me all the requests ever ok I LOVE THEM so much

here’s something for this, I think it’s cute!!

Wolfram is so damn excited aaaaaaah SWEET BOY

For the longest time after SIEGLINDE asked you and WOLFRAM when you were going to have a baby, you didn’t know what to say.

Now, following a visit to the doctor, you finally do.

Although you can’t be perfectly sure when you conceived, the physician thinks you’re far along enough that your biggest guess is that it was when you and Wolfram made love for the first time. When Sieglinde asked, the two of you had a talk about it, deciding that you’d both be glad if it happened. So you’ve had sex a few more times since then, but… you think it was that first time that did it.

You’ve not quite known how to tell either of them the news yet. The last few days everyone, including you, has just thought you haven’t been feeling well, just tired. Even through dinner, with both of them asking how you’re doing, you don’t know exactly how to phrase it.

Then, after dinner while you work on mending some of everyone’s clothes, Wolfram comes over to set Sieglinde next to you, almost certainly at her request. She presses into you and smiles, putting her arms around your middle. “Mutti, Wolfram says I have to go to bed soon, but I’m not tired. You will tell me a story so I get sleepy, please?”

“Oh, that would make you sleepy?” you giggle as you pull her into your lap. “Of course, sweetheart. I’ll make one up just for you, let’s see…”

You think for a moment, then an idea pops into your head. “Ah, alright, well. Once upon a time, there was a young princess who lived in a forest, and her name was Sieglinde.”

Your little girl gives you a noise somewhere between a giggle and a scoff. “Is this story about us?”

“Hmm, maybe,” you tease. “It’s a good one, though, I promise. Now, Princess Sieglinde was a very smart, beautiful girl. But, she was unable to walk, so she was trapped in the forest, because there were… a lot of wolves out there among the trees who would attack other living things. And the woods were too thick… even if she could walk, it would have been a long and dangerous journey. So she stayed in her castle, away from the outside world, making inventions and reading. However, she did have one loyal companion by her side ― her loving, attentive father, Wolfram.”

From the corner of your eye, you see Wolfram straighten up in pride; the sight makes you smile. “He took good care of her, and even though they were stuck in the forest, they found some happiness day by day.”

A hand combs gingerly through her hair as she nestles in against you. “But one day… a group of travelers from another land were coming through the forest, and they stumbled upon the castle, where they were given a place to stay. Several of the travelers were inhumanly strong, so after learning that Princess Sieglinde and her father were trapped, they offered to help the two out of the woods.”

Wolfram decides to sit down on your other side, setting a candle in its holder on the table beside him. “Some of the travelers was know-it-alls.”

You snort and lean to give him a kiss. “… Yes, but Wolfram got over it.”

“Pfui! If you say so.”

“Well, I’m the one telling the story, aren’t I?” Things have to be shifted a bit, with you leaning toward him… it’s nice, though. Almost like one big cuddle. “Where was I? Ah… so, they all set out. True to their word, the travelers brought Princess Sieglinde and her father to safety on the other side of the forest. With perhaps a few scrapes here and there, they made it in one piece. Grateful to the travelers and unsure of where to go now that they’d found freedom, Princess Sieglinde and Wolfram followed the travelers back to their homeland.”

Sieglinde blinks a few times, looking as if she’s starting to get tired. “What happened after that? Surely it’s not end there?”

You nod. “You’re right, it doesn’t end there. After settling down, Wolfram fell in love with a woman.”

“(Name), right?” Sieglinde brings her legs up onto the sofa, tucking them under her. “And she married Wolfram and decided to be Princess Sieglinde’s mum?”

You can’t help a laugh from escaping as you give her a squeeze. “You haven’t heard this story before, have you? I thought I made it up just now! Haha… that’s right, though. (Name) married Wolfram and decided to be Princess Sieglinde’s mum. And one day, Princess Sieglinde asked for a little sister. So, (Name) made a wish on a star…”

Your eyes flicker up to Wolfram. Although he’s listening to the story just like Sieglinde is, his eyebrow is raised at you. “A wish on a star?”

Your next words come out in a whisper. “… And it came true.”

Almost immediately, Wolfram’s eyes widen. You can see every single thing he’s feeling reflected in them; joy, fear, relief, he doesn’t seem to know how to feel. For so much of his life he’s lived only feeling one thing or another, with things being simple, and now he’s feeling so many different things at once. When he speaks, his voice trembles like its feet are on the edge of a crumbling precipice. “It came true?”

“It did,” you smile, and you’re… almost prepared for his reaction, but not fully.

Of course, given that his reaction is to hug you tightly and whoop, “Hurra! Hurra! Hurrahurrahurrahurra―!”, it’s a bit hard to anticipate. He buries his face in your neck, laughing, suddenly elated in a way you’ve never seen him express before.

Even when he pulls his face back up, he’s beaming. Though he looks a bit embarrassed about the outburst, he comes in to kiss you, with both of his hands moving to cup your face. “This is… wonderful. So ― so you’re… schwanger?” Oh, dear, that’s so precious… he can’t bring himself to say the word in English. You think he might burst if he did. “Ah, Gott…”

“Schwanger!” Sieglinde chirps, instantly awake. “So, you approved my request! I’m going to have a little sister!! Hurraaaaaaaa!!!”

With that, she practically launches herself into your lap, pressing her head and hand against your stomach. “My little sister is in here! Can she hear me yet? I don’t care if she can’t… I want her to know she’s the best little sister in the whole big world!”

“Sieglinde…!” Wolfram’s still laughing, albeit a bit quieter. “You need to go to bed―”

She shakes her head, staring up at him with big eyes. “Vati!! You can’t expect me to sleep now!”

“You can’t argue with that,” you hum as you nestle in against him. “It’s exciting news.”

Well, at least she grins at you for being on her side. “Mutti, can I give my little sister her name? Pleaaaaase?”

“If you go to bed right now,” is the dry answer she gets, before you even have a chance to open your mouth.

Even though Sieglinde probably isn’t going to be heading to sleep anytime soon, you’re glad about the fact that you told both of them at last. Even though your baby isn’t very big yet, you still put your hand over Sieglinde’s on your stomach.

Everything is going to change. It’s going to be overwhelming. And you can only speak for yourself, but…

You feel like things are, finally, exactly where they’re supposed to be. For all of you.

#pregnancy tw #Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Sieglinde #Wolfram #Wolfram x reader #reader insert #romantic #platonic #familial #fluff #domestic #NOT ME FUCKING SOBBING IN THE BACKGROUND!!!!!#one hell of a queue

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quirkfics · 4 years

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"wearing their clothes" with wolfram, please?

“You swim in that coat,” Wolfram mutters, glancing out of the corner of his eye when you come to sit in the garage.

“Everyone but you would swim in this coat,” you mutter, tugging it closed around you. “How many rippling muscles are you hiding under here on the daily anyway, huh?”

“Like you don’t know,” Wolfram teases. “I think you’re more intimate with them than I am.”

He.. Kind of has you there.

“Looks good though. Would look better if it was the only-” He laughs and leaves off on teasing you when you elbow him in the ribs. He brings it up later though. Repeatedly.

#quirk writes ficlets #wolfram x reader #bnha wolfram #bnha wolfram x reader #Anonymous

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sweetsbfreex · 2 years

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hey mama

Warnings: talk of parent death/trauma.

Pairings: bf!steve rogers x reader

You work late nights just to keep on the lights/ Mommy got me trainings wheels so i could keep on my bike/ And you would give me anything in this world

It’s a chill night. You, Steve, and Wanda are in the living room, sprawled on the couch as a movie plays.

Steve’s been a bit reserved the past few days and just not himself. Your guess was the Anniversary of the passing of his mother, Sarah Rogers.

Dozed off and laid on the couch, his head on your lap is Steve. Your fingers run through his hair and facial features in a delicate manner.

This isn’t anything new, but the whispers of a broken ‘momma’ breaks your heart.

Wanda looks on with a sorrow frown on her face before she lifts up a scarlet, glowing hand towards Steve. And just like that he's quiet. His face relaxes and a small smile adorns his face.

You thank her, sincerely, before descending to place a kiss on his warm cheek.

A MONTH BEFORE HIS BIRTHDAY

At this point, you were desperate. Wanting to give Steve a birthday gift that would procure a sense of home he could take anywhere.

So, here is where Tony and Wanda are rallied up.

Wanda:

Wanda's role is to capture how Sarah Rogers looked and Sounded, by getting into Steve's head.

“Steve,” you call his name while plopping onto his lap without any warning. He adjusts immediately, so his are arms wrapped around you.

read the full story here!!

#steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x yn #steve rogers fanfic #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers angst #chris evans #chris evans x reader #captain america x reader #captain america fanfiction #steve rogers x fem reader #steve rogers smut

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yourhero404 · 5 years

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How do you think Wolfram would be like if he was a yandere to his S/O?

A/N: This is the first time I’ve ever had to write about something yandere, hopefully I do okay!

WOLFRAM

-He’s never had anything stable in his life, the idea of losing his one consistent treasure was his driving point to be as possessive as he is. Nothing and no one gets close to his s/o, definitely does not get the chance to hurt them, or so much as think about them.

-Has no sense of hesitation to attack. Whether his s/o is around or not, if someone gets too close and forgets their place, or if they harm them in any sort of way, he’s got one sharp piece of metal ready to pierce straight through their bodies.

-Jealous very easily. If he feels as though someone eyes his s/o too closely, they’re in danger of evoking his wrath. He can normally keep his calm and deal with his emotions internally, but something about his love for them and his own fear of losing them drives him off the edge. It embarrasses him at times, if he’s truly honest with himself.

-To (S/o) themselves, however, Wolfram can be the sweetest human being they’ve ever met. He’s still a criminal, a killer, an absolute bundle of rage when things don’t go his way and pretty controlling to ensure that things are executed the way he wants them to be—but behind closed doors, there are moments of peace where he’d do anything just to make (S/o) smile. A smile meant only for him.

-Possessive—calls (S/o) almost every hour if they’re separated. Together, he keeps them within arm’s length and refuses to let them out of his sight. They don’t leave anywhere without him, talk to anyone he disapproves of—he’s manipulative with them to ensure they’re still his treasure, and his alone.

#bnha wolfram #mha wolfram #wolfram x reader #bnha hcs #mha hcs #request #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #my hero academia hcs #my hero academia headcanons #boku no hero academia hcs #boku no hero academia headcanons #bnha imagines

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prose-for-hire · 4 years

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A rose between two thorns

Pairing: Spike x fem!reader; Angel x fem!reader

Request: Not requested. Been sitting in my drafts forever I wasn’t sure about posting. Reader works at Wolfram and Hart and knew Angel and Spike from Sunnydale. They’re both vying for reader’s affections but the pair soon find out her attention is elsewhere.

A/N: S5 Angel. Spike and Angel in a pissing contest over someone? Say it ain’t so. Reader is popular with men lol. Also, I’d say Spangel was subtext, but it’s just plain text really.

You noticed something was off as soon as you came in that morning. There was an unusual vibe, which, was saying something seeing as you worked at a mystical law firm. You had taken over PA duties from Harmony, considering Angel and the others trusted you a bit more than her. You were human, but you had faced anything the Hellmouth had thrown at you with the others you met in high school. You had been there at the final battle of Sunnydale, just about surviving and then moving to LA to become a receptionist. Which had been the job you had kept applying for without luck when you lived in Sunnydale. Sometimes, life does have a way of working itself out even though you might have to stake a few uber vampires or sell your soul to a mystical law firm for it to happen.

You caught Fred hissing something to Angel before leaving his office, smiling at you kindly before she left. She also stopped and pulled on Spike’s sleeve and brought him down to her lab with her, leaving you waving your good morning greeting. You went through your usual routine, eventually walking up to Angel’s office, knocking first before smiling at him, a newspaper, some files and a mug of blood in your hands.

“Hey, I’ve got the files you asked for and I warmed your blood up to the temperature you like” You smile pleasantly, setting the items down, you were really grateful to Angel for giving you a job. He had always been nice to you (apart from that brief period in high school where he tried to violently kill you). “Thanks, y/n, what would I do without you, huh?” “Probably getting double-crossed by Harmony given half the chance” You smiled and he laughed a little too hard at your flippant comment. It shocked you, his face rarely twisted into a smile let alone a real laugh. You smiled along, a little perplexed at his change in attitude. “How you doin’ then? I mean adjusting- you know, outside the Hellmouth” “It’s been okay, it’s surprisingly similar here. Kind of a home from home” You smiled as he nodded along, as if he were being given guidance from an invisible director on how to visibly show how interested he was. If you were honest, it was a bit weird, “Are you okay Angel?” “yeah- why? What’s up? Have I- are you comfortable?” “Um, I’m at work, so comfort isn’t really the main reason I’m here… mostly I come in to see your face” You joked, grinning at him as he smiled a little. He noticed you were trying to put him at ease and realised he had probably come across a bit strange.

You walked back out of the office smiling as Angel watched you walk out, mentally face-palming. His luck with potential partners had been pretty hopeless and you made him nervous in a way he wasn’t really used to. Fred had enough of him skirting around you so had given him non-negotiable advice. She told him to be kind, listen and to make sure he showed a genuine interest.

You sat down, sifting through paperwork and trying to keep yourself away from the half-read magazine under your desk that you liked to sneak glances at when Angel was out. You were interrupted from looking busy by a British accent.

“Alright, pet? That’s a very pretty outfit you got on, it new?” Spike asked, leaning over your desk as he waited for word from the others on the latest case. He enjoyed spending time with you though, he had tried all his best lines out on you so he had resorted to just complimenting anything about you he could find.

“No, you’ve seen me in this before” You reminded him, pressing hold on a few calls. He tried to recall, a frown on his face, “That time you could walk about in the sun? I was going to a job interview - you tried to bite me and you told me I looked like a meringue” you reminded him.

“See? I even liked it then” He offered.

“You were being rude then, Spike. But thanks for the compliment, I appreciate it – really” You assured him, noticing his furrow as he thought back to how he had been before he got his soul. Angel saw Spike talking to you through the glass of his office. He groaned, knowing that Spike was trying to sweet talk you again. He got frustrated when Spike muscled in on the people he was interested in. You enjoyed the attention you got from them both, but it started to get a bit annoying when you were all in the same room. They tended to actually ignore you for each other, always trying to out-do the other. It was tiring and it distracted you from your work, but you couldn’t help still being fond of them both when you could speak to them normally. Spike had been talking and you were smiling along, he had a good sense of humour and he had been making jokes about some of the people walking past that made you snort loud. He grinned at this, segueing into what he had really wanted to ask.

“You got plans tonight then, love? ‘Cause I was thinkin-” Spike started, but Angel had come up behind him to interrupt his advances.

“Stop bothering my employees, Spike. Y/n’s very busy”

“Yeah, she’s been holding all your calls. Takes a lot out of our girl pressing buttons all day, I was thinking I’d treat her later-”

For some reason, both of them became double confident when they were together in the room, despite them both being weirdly reserved around you recently. There was a tension and both of them were competing together. Enjoying the competition more than your company, it seemed. You tuned their squabbling out, a talent that should come in your job description as you started to type up a few notes from a case.

“You know he used to parade around in an SS jacket?” Angel cut in, crossing his arms and standing nearer to you behind your desk. Spike glared at him.

“Yes, I heard when I was tied up almost choking to death – this job should really come with better health insurance”

“Oh, uh, yeah, I can look into it” Angel suddenly said, straightening up and remembering he was actually your boss.

“Don’t think you can get in her knickers just by flashing your big CEO title around and get her better health insurance” Spike warned, turning to you briefly to assure you that, “I can get you health insurance, love, just tell me where to point my game face”

“Excuse me, into my what?” Your eyes widened, it had been escalating but this was just rude. This is where you worked.

“Not now, Y/n, Spike’s being an idiot for, oh, the hundredth consecutive year of his un-life” You glared at them both, took your jacket and left to go and vent to someone in a different department. This was typical. Fighting over you as if you were some prize to be won. They like you but apparently, they were more interested in each other. You were just their most recent way to get one over on the other and make the tension almost unbearable.

You only returned late afternoon having avoided the vampires for the rest of the day. Angel and Spike looked a bit embarrassed as they saw you slamming angel’s mug on his desk, splattering blood on one of his files. Spike came into the office and the three of you looked at each other in an icy silence. They both opened their mouths at the same time, then stopped realising the other was going to speak. “I need to leave early is that okay?” You ask before they tried to apologise again. “Yeah, sure. Why?” Angel asked. “I’ve got a date” you shrugged, walking out with them both staring after you. They watched you through the glass and saw Gunn come up behind you and ask if you were ready to go. You smiled as he asked about your day with a genuine interest, listening to what you had been up to. You chatted and you even giggled a little and the vampires scowled at the way you seemed to light up in a way neither of them had been able to get out of you.

“What the bloody hell has Dr franken-chip got that we don’t!?” Spike muttered referring to the upgrade Gunn had to become a lawyer, “If I’d known that’s what she was into I’d have kept mine in a sodding jar and brought her home on the promise of touching it”

“Spike. Stop” Angel warned as they both watched you leave, Gunn’s hand on the small of your back.

“No, I mean it! What does he have!?”

“A life?” Angel sighed, before stating, “This is good. I’m happy for them”

“No you’re bloody not, Mr tall dark and forehead has to look for another chit to obsess over now”

“You’re one to talk, Spike. I found the poems you wrote” He muttered.

“You bloody git-” Spike started but Angel had already stalked out of his office to get to one of his cars before Spike could catch up to him. Spike started to follow him out before he could get much of a head-start though. How come through everything it was always each other they ended up with at the end of the day?

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