#word count: 527

[kingsofeverything]

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#word count #527 words today #married young fic #i studied for like 6 hours and then wrote #and now i'm tired #and wish i had chocolate #oh wait i have hot chocolate #wooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[neo-nomatrix]

Best of Wives and Best of Women

Willy Wonka x reader

word count: 527

summary: Willy’s newest shop ends up a disaster, you have news that may cheer him up.

warnings: pregnancy, angsty

He promised you the world. From the moment you and Willy had met he had two missions. Start his successful chocolate business, and make you the happiest woman alive or dead. You knew he would fulfill both, when you locked your pinky with his you had put your full faith in him.

“It's failing, I'm a failure,” Willy had said to you unexpectedly one day. He took off his hat and pulled a glass from it, pouring himself a glass of clear liquid. one you hoped was just water.

“What are you talking about? Are you okay?” You ask him with a worried look.

“Okay?! Of course I am not okay! My business is failing, I failed you,” he lets out a breath, drinking from the glass quickly.

“You haven’t failed anyone, especially not me! So stop talking nonsense!” you sit up from your chair in disbelief.

“I don’t know what to do,” his eyes well and he takes off his coat.

“You don’t give up, that’s what. Besides, I think I have some good news that will help you.” You hold his hands and smile.

“Oh yeah? And what’s that?” He looks up at you.

You wipe his tears and blush. You take his hand and place it on your newly rounded stomach. You bite your lips nervously waiting for his response.

“You… you’re… no. no you- can’t,” he pulls away and shakes his head.

“I can’t? You’re not happy?” Your smile fades as you look down in shame.

“You are? We haven’t any money, any prospect, we barely have a home,” he raises his voice. his brows furrowed in anger? disappointment?

“We don’t need money, we have each other, our love. That’s enough,” You scoff.

“No it’s not! To raise a family you need far more than just love. If I can't even give you a good life, how will I give one to a child?”

“You do give me a good life, the best life. Because you are a good man. and we’ll figure it out. We always do. Things may seem grim now, but trust me Mr.Wonka, we will be world renowned by the time we have the babe,” You smile at him, not knowing if he believes you, or if you believe yourself.

“You pinky promised me didn’t you? The most sacred of all the promises,” you add.

“I did! I did indeed. And of course, I will keep that promise. For you, for our child,” His shoulders roll back, he stops slouching. His eyes light up and puts his hat back on.

You both smile wildly and he presses a kiss against your lips. He opens his travel laboratory and mixes his ingredients together. Taps the button engraved with a heart and your initials together. A small peony shaped chocolate rolls out of the conveyor belt.

“For you. Both of you,” he looks down at your stomach, “the kids first taste of our future.”

You take a bite of the chocolate flower and close your eyes.

“My favorite,” you trail off and smile.

“I love you. I’ll give you both the best life.”

“I’ll hold you to it, Mr.Wonka.”

#willy wonka #willy wonka x reader #timothée chalamet #timothee chalamet x reader #willy wonka x you #timothee chalamet #timothee chalamet x you

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

HELLLOOO!! may i please request reader teasing bucky A LOT? thank yoiuuuu

HELLLOO BACK!!! ofc!! sorry for the delay. thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌 image has no relevance to the fic, it’s just really hot😭

FEIGN COMPOSURE.

bucky barnes x fem!reader

word count. 527

warnings. minors dni !! suggestive

With Bucky, teasing is usually easy. You barely had to do anything to get the reaction you wanted. The simplest, gentlest, most naive of touches enough to elicit primal responses from him that you often craved. 

Neither of you would be doing anything in particular, but you would find yourself wanting to tease him - just needing to do something to get a reaction from him. Anything. 

At first, you'd start slow, acting as inconspicuous as possible as you sit beside him on the sofa. He would be on his phone, trying to understand the new update, muttering faintly to himself as he figured out how to navigate it. You would offer to help, leaning closer to show him about. But you weren't going to be doing just that, would you? Of course not. 

With your palm on his thigh, allowing yourself to 'get closer to see his screen', you'd hum softly beside his ear, that silky, sultry noise starting the beginning of your teasing. You'd pretend to be oblivious to the noise, acting non-the-wiser as you continue your help, pointing at the settings app on his phone with your free hand. 

The hand on his thigh would stay still within its placement, warm palm resting on the upper meat of it - fingers mindlessly brushing upwards.

He would twist his neck to look at you. Head cocked to the side as if to analyse you - to understand what you were up to, the playful furrow of his brows silently questioning you. But instead of replying, you'd shrug almost innocently, turning your attention back to his phone and ignoring the heated gaze he bores into the side of your head.

You'd pretend to know what you were saying as you explain his phone to him, the hand on his thigh itching higher and higher as the moments go by. Your fingers absentmindedly skimming the edge of his cock through his sweats, the light graze of your fingertips causing a further strain in his boxers. 

Bucky would try to act indifferent to the swell between his thighs - try to be apathetic to the aching chub-on growing that you created. So the reaction you craved of him stalled.

Growing impatient, you decide to up your game and turn to face him - meeting his gaze with your pretty, softened eyes, hoping it'll finally make him crack. 

With the diversion of his stare, you notice an amused smile, his expression telling you all you needed to know. Wanting to push him even further, you adjust in your seat - accidentally grazing your breast against his arm as you reposition to sit on your knees. Surely that would be enough?

Though, it's not. Not just yet, anyway. 

You sigh softly to yourself and slump back into the sofa, feeling defeated - unpleased with yourself for not getting what you wanted. 

But Bucky notices and slots his hand into yours, holding and bringing it back to his thigh - the placement you had minutes ago, only this time, higher up. He nudges your hand towards his hard-on, guiding you to what you were after. 

"You started it. You finish it."

#request #yonlyssguts #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x fem!reader #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky x reader smut #bucky x female reader #bucky x reader #bucky smut #bucky fanfic #james bucky barnes

[rosiesrroses]

Santa | mv1

Summary: In which Y/n and Max try to make Christmas special for their children.

Paring: dad!max verstappen x mom!reader

Warning: Just fluff. This is kinda short and not proofread.

Finished: 23 Dec. 2023

Posted: 25 Dec. 2023

Word count: 769

note: Merry Christmas ❤ These photos are not mine, I got them from pinterest.

My love for u is ever lasting, it will last until eternity ends~

y/n verstappen’s pov - around 6.30 am

“Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Wake up!” 

I internally groaned as I heard my two four-year-old boys, Jamie and Colin, shout and began jumping on Max and I’s bed.

“Boys, please. Can we please use our inside voices? It’s still too early to be screaming like this” I try to reason with them. 

“But it’s Christmas momma,” Jamie said with a frown on his face.

“Yes, and momma is also really excited. But we can’t go screaming like this and wake everyone up, okay?” I asked them.

“Okay,” they both said and looked down onto the bed. 

“Why don’t we go downstairs and make some hot chocolate?” I asked them and they both eagerly nodded before jumping off the bed and running out of the bedroom.

“Max. Maxie,” I whispered in Max's ear, trying to wake him up. 

But he just groaned, mumbling incoherent words before turning to his left side and going back to snoring.  

“Max, can you please wake up?” I asked a little louder so that he could hear me this time.

“What?” he asked as he turned on his back still with his eyes closed.

This man is not a morning person.

“It’s Christmas and the kids are already downstairs waiting,” I said as he finally sat up. 

“Oh, yeah. Merry Chrismas schatje.” he smiled and he gave me a quick peck on the lips.

“Eww” Max and I heard as we finished and turned to see Jamie and Colin.

“Momma, you promised us hot chocolate!” Colin whined. 

“I know, I know. Let’s go make us some hot chocolate, and then we can go open all of our presents.” I said as I picked Colin up and held Jamie’s hand as we left the room.

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max verstappen’s pov - a couple hours later

“Don’t they look cute just playing with their toys?” Y/n asked as she stood beside me with a cup of coffee in her hands.

The minute the twins finished their hot chocolate, they tore all the presents open and have been playing with their toys ever since. 

And I just hummed as a response to Y/n’s question, not knowing what else to say. 

“What’s wrong?” Y/n asked me, putting her cup down on the counter.

“What? Nothing. Just thinking about tonight's Christmas party,” I sighed.

“Oh me too. I can’t wait to see everyone again,” Y/n smiled at the thought.

“Yeah, I was kind of thinking the opposite,” I confessed.

“What? Why?” Y/n frowned. 

“I don’t know. I just want to spend today inside, with my family,” I shrugged. 

“Okay, let me tell you what. The twins are really excited to go, so let’s just go for a couple of hours and see if we enjoy it,” she tried to reason with me.

“Okay, anything for you schatje,” I smiled and kissed her forehead. 

She smiled back at me and walked to the living room where the kids are sat, still playing with their toys. 

“Really?!” the twins both simultaneously shouted as Y/n whispered something to them.

“Yeah, so let’s go get ready and then we can leave,” Y/n nodded in confirmation.

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y/n vestappen’s pov - at the Christmas party

“Momma, why is Daddy dressed like Santa?” I heard Colin say as he tugged on my dress. 

Max was asked to dress like Santa for this year's Christmas party, and he was more than happy to.

But Max doesn’t have the best costume on, so the twins can definitely see that it is Max instead of Santa. 

“Well, that’s because Santa couldn’t make it. Santa’s wife is sick and she needs someone to care for her so Santa asked Daddy to be in his place tonight,” I lie.

“Oh, so Daddy thinks we think he’s Santa?” Jamie asked. Jamie has always been smart. 

“Yeah, so why don’t you two go say hi to “Santa”?” I wink at them. 

“Okay, momma,” Colin said and kissed my cheek before they left. 

“So, are you gonna tell Max that they know?” One of my friends asked me as I stood up from my crouching position. 

“Never,"

#max verstappen x reader #max verstappen #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #formula 1 #formula one #f1 #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x y/n #red bull f1 #red bull formula 1 #red bull racing #christmas #santa #merry christmas #santa claus #f1 fic #f1 fanfic

[ruewrote]

𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡.

PAIRING: evan buckley x gn!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: fluff SONG INSPIRATION: would've been you by sombr WORD COUNT: 527

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you never thought you'd have this.

never thought that you'd be laid in bed, snuggled up under the covers rereading your favourite book in yours and your boyfriends apartment.

slipping the bookmark between the pages, placing it on your bedside table to sit up and take in your surroundings.

everything was so perfectly placed. even the mess from bucks obvious rush to get out of the door this morning, it just made sense.

the sun outside starting to set made your home a pretty shade of orange, knowing in a short while you'd have to get up and shut the blinds, deciding on leaving that for later you to deal with.

the once silent space interrupted by the loud clatter of evan opening the front door a little too agressively, making you jump and tense up realising it was just him made you relax again.

"baby!" he groaned out whilst leaning against the railing to your stairs as he struggled to take off his shoes, shoulders slumped whilst doing so.

not responding just yet, quietly giggling to yourself with a goofy smile watching, waiting for him to eventually find you.

"lover?" he questioned, finally getting the boot off of his foot.

"up here, darling!"

looking up to find you cross legged, opening your arms for him to climb into and that's what he did.

well tried to.

his attempt of running up the stairs to get to you failed him as the material of his socks slipped against the metal steps and tripped him up, making you burst out laughing and he did too.

"only you evan buckley would be able to trip over thin air." you cackled, gasping for air as you fell back and continued to laugh until there was no sound coming out.

"stupid socks!" ripping them off of his feet and throwing them onto the floor before jumping onto the bed.

grunting as he landed smack bang on top of you, pulling away so you were now face to face, "i'm glad that my pain makes you happy," jutting out his bottom lip only for you to kiss it.

"don't act like you wouldn't do the same if it wasn't the other way 'round! it's literally happened before and i have the scar on my shin to prove it."

"touché."

and it was back again, peace.

the two of you just studying each others features, missing and worrying about him was exhausting for when you were at work, but when you did have your days off it felt excruciating and honestly quite boring.

evan always made sure to message you when he could, which you really appreciated. but you still couldn't help but love the end of the day.

lifting your hands from your sides, sliding them up his back, over to his shoulders to massage the tense muscles, making him moan almost too loudly almost instantly melting into you.

"tough day?" you sarcastically questioned, the only response you got was a groan into the crook of your neck, tickling you making you laugh again.

as long as he came home to you, to this everyday he wouldn't have it any other way.

here's some fluff after the new trailer. they better not hurt bobby and athena in the new season >:(

© ruewrote.

#evan buckley #evan buckley x reader #evan buckley oneshots #evan buckley imagines #evan buckley fanfics #oliver stark #oliver stark x reader #oliver stark oneshots #oliver stark imagines #oliver stark fanfics #911 #911 x reader #911 oneshots #911 imagines #911 fanfics #x reader #oneshots #imagines #fanfics #ruewrote

[watchmegetobsessed]

EARLY MORNING

A/N: just a bit of cuteness i thought of, enjoy!

WORD COUNT: 527

SUMMARY: Early morning snuggles in bed.

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You’re not typically an early bird, staying up late usually results in snoozed alarms and sleepy snuggles until you really have to leave the comfort of your bed. Today however, you’re up early and it’s probably because Harry is finally home and you feel like you shouldn’t miss any moment you get to spend with him before he needs to get back on the road.

Your boyfriend is sprawled out on his back, one arm above his head, the other one tucked under the pillow your head is resting on. The sheets has ridden down his torso, revealing the deliciousness of his naked chest that’s rising and falling in a slow, peaceful rhythm as you watch him while lying on your side, taking in his beauty.

During the time you spend apart from him you always try your best not to dwell on how much you miss him, but whenever he is back home you realize just how badly you ache for his closeness when he’s away and how you never want him to leave again.

For a while you just look at him, admiring his side profile, his many tattoos, the gentle stubble on his face and the cheeky chest hair you’ve grown to love so much. But soon enough just watching is not enough, you can’t help but move closer, his butterfly tattoo pulling you closer like a magnet until your lips meet with it, peppering it with gentle, tiny kisses. Your hand wander up and down his side, then over his chest and to the base of his neck, fingers dancing along then chain of his necklace playfully.

You notice the moment he wakes up, you feel the change in him and you smile to yourself when he takes a deep breath and then you just keep kissing all over the butterfly. His left hand comes up to the back of your head, tangling through your hair.

“Good morning, Handsome,” you murmur against his soft skin, brushing your nose against his sternum.

“Mm, good morning,” he smiles, his eyes still closed as you push yourself up and your lips finally meet his in a sloppy, lazy morning kiss. “You’re up oddly early.”

He is usually the one to wake up first, sometimes he even goes for a quick run before you even pop an eye open. He doesn’t mind starting his day before yours, he often makes breakfast for the two of you and then maybe have a shower together. Mornings like that are your favorite.

“I know. Guess I was missing you in my sleep,” you hum, smiling against his lips before you lay your head on his chest and he wraps his arms around you.

“Is that so? Does it happen often?” he asks as he plays with a strand of your hair.

“All the time.”

“And what do you do then?”

You smile cheekily and rest your chin on his chest so you can look up at him.

“Do you want me to tell you or… show you?”

He looks down at you with hooded eyes as a smirk stretches across his face, his hand sneaking underneath your top, coming in contact with your naked skin.

“The latter. Definitely the latter.”

Thank you for reading, please like and reblog if you enjoyed and buy me a coffee if you want to support me!

#harry #styles #harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fanfic #harry styles au #harry styles fluff #harry styles x you #harry styles x y/n #harry styles x reader #harry styles oneshot #harry styles one shot #harry styles blurb

[kamisama1kiss]

hii mutual♡♡

can I request a lloyd x reader about them meeting at a comic store? just fluff and cute awkwardness that ends in the reader getting a date.. if you can please that thank you!!

Hello mootie!! This is such a cutie idea 😭🙏literally was so excited to write this one^^ Sorry if it seems rushed in the end i was a tad bit stuck on how to get the ending, lol ENJOYY 🫶

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Words counted: 527 ish

Lloyd Garmadon {Starfarer}

Walking down the different shelfs of comic books, figurines along with other merch spread on walls. Being here was a goal everytime, finding the latest comic book of Starfarer. Sadly with every try it was gone and had to wait for next delivery comes in.

There is was, in all its glory wrapped in plastic being the last one standing. With heist they moved to grab it, without seeing the other person looking at it. To consumed with the thought of bringing it home.

Reaching out to take it when another hand took the other side at the same time, they both quickly looked at each other. He was a taller with at least half a head of blond hair, bright green eyes. Faint freckles adorning his face.

"Ah, sorry" moving my hand from the comic out panic, chuckling dryly. "Did not see anyone else.. reaching for it."  initiating the situation, yet he didn't seem upset at all which made them feel better "Heh, yeah no biggie at all." Waving his hands dismissively with a slight lopsided grin, showing his weak dimples.

The silence spoke volums, both holding they're breaths. Not sure what to say nor what to do, kind of just looking at each other for a few seconds. "I oh uh, you can have it. Seemed like you wanted almost more than i do." Using his fallen hand holding the comic book up to give it to them, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully. Trying to avoid eye contact at all cost from his side.

"Oh! No no." Waving one hand in disagremente, "You we're here first, it's only right if you take it." Both arms falling down, polite smile alongside a singular headshake. "I insist." He chuckled dryly, matching with his arms resting by his side. Soon to be lifted to surrender. "Ay, fine I'll take it." With his reaction only made a small grin reach they're face.

Silence once again strike the duo, before a voice spoke up seemingly in a hurry. "Lloyd! We've got to go, Wu wants to see us all." Both turning heads to see spikey brown hair, leaving only one them to question how his hair did such?

"I'll be out in a second, Kai." He mumbled seemingly annoyed at the interruption. After being left alone to us two he gifted me another smile, "Sorry about him, see you around?" Raising a brow at his question but nodding nontheless. "Sure." The agreement seemed to make his smile widen to a genuine grin. The dimples showcasing further.

Without another moment he seemed to be out the doors leaving but not before turning back for a second, they had noticed the comic book, Starfarer wasn't bought? Looking down to see it placed in they're hands, surprised how they didn't noticed, feeling a paper on the back which resolved by flipping the book. Stuck on a neon yellow paper which stood

'Let's get to know each other, how about a date? :D

-(his number)'

The smile on they're face grew alongside a small subtil warmth on the cheeks, knowing they would be going on a date in hopefully not too long.

#lego #lego ninjago #ninjago #ninjago x reader #lloyd garmadon #ninjago lloyd #lloyd garmadon x reader #lloyd x reader #ninjago lloyd garmadon #lloyd #Garmadon #x reader #ninjago oneshot

[lavandulawrites]

Hey!! Could I ask for H, I, J, and S for Atsushi? Thank you if you can🙏

Yandere Alphabet H, I, J and S with Atsushi

Atsushi is such a sweet man<3 (Yandere alphabet request here)

Masterlist

Warnings: Violence

Word count: 527

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Your worst experience with Atsushi was when he found you after some of the enemies of the Detective Agency had kidnapped you. He was shaking with anger after he had slain every one of your kidnappers. Blood coating his face making him look like a feral animal. The soft and kind Atsushi you knew where gone and replaced by a wild beast. He had yanked you up from the floor and threw your over his shoulder. The trip back to the small flat you shared had been awfully quiet. He had filled you a bath with gritted teeth. While you soaked in the warm bath water you couldn’t get the sight of Atsushi tearing out your abductors throat like a real life tiger, out of your mind. His fangs had been blood red accompanied with a sicking grin. He had dried you with a towel with a sad expression. It didn’t take long before he fell to his knees with tear soaked cheeks, apologising over and over again. He promised that you would never see that frightened side of him, again.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Atsushi wants to have a seemingly normal relationship with you. He only wishes for you to love him back. He will do anything for you, all you have to do is ask. After a while he wants to marry you. He had seen pictures of beautiful weddings in Yosanos’s magazines. After some years into your marriage he wants to have some kids. Only if you want too of course. He gets all giddy inside thinking of little mini yous and mini he’s.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

He gets jealous quite easily do to his insecurities. His jealousy is rather quiet. He doesn’t lash out at the ones making him jealous, instead he grips your hand tight and staring said person down. When you get to a more scheduled place, he will tell you how he doesn’t like when other men are looking at you or talking to you. He explains to you that he is afraid of you leaving him for someone better. He doesn’t deserve you after all.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

He have always been told that he doesn’t deserve to live so much that he started to believe it himself. You had shown him that you really cared for him and you told him that he did in fact deserve to live. It didn’t take long for him to develop a deep obsession with you. He followed you around everywhere and daydreamed of you when you couldn’t be with him. The other members of the Agency quickly caught on to his obsession, but didn’t do much. Instead they gave him advice on how to get you to feel the same for him. Atsushi is confused by his emotions at first, but quickly embraces them. He makes himself a promise that he will always protect you and that you will never part.

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[mysticmellowlove]

yan chat being delusional as well

note - a little adjacent part to the yan streamer, much shorter

warnings - yandere stream chat, mod reader, simps, gn reader

word count - 527

Getting back on and modding for Streamer wasn't as mortifying as you expected. It was like everything was the same as always. He logged on, set up his latest game and played away as you scanned the chat for any assholes.

However, you did have to admit that there was something different about the chat on this particular day. As soon as you took a closer look the reason was pretty clear.

Aside from streamer, who seemed to always gush over you playfully when he had a spare moment, there were a few select chatters that always seemed to fill in the gaps for him. By that you mean they spent almost all of their time redeeming rewards and talking directly to you.

Some days it was nice, especially when you were really feeling down, but today it was becoming more and more annoying. Almost every second message came from one of your 'adoring' fans. When you first started to mod for Streamer you'd notice the same three or four chatters talking to him the most. His loyal fans. The second that Streamer had started to get closer to you they started to get closer to you.

It also didn't help that they ran Streamer's discord group.

You could already see them in the chat saying hello to Streamer, after they found that he was busy trying to pass the level they switched their attention to you.

"Hello Sugar!"

"Sugarrrr you haven't answered my dm yet"

"hey im unbanned sugar step on me"

You pursed your lips, these three were the main perpetrators and once they got started they usually dragged the whole chat into their antics. True to nature the chat filled with greetings and emojis, including the ones that Streamer had customised for you.

"Oh yeah, guess what everyone. I found out a little secret about our favourite mod." Streamer trilled as he cheekily grinned into his webcam. You flinched, you knew he wouldn't leak your location but it was still nerve-racking. You were kinda friends with him but he owed you nothing. Instantly the chat burst into action as it whizzed by faster and faster.

After deleting some of the more... disgusting messages (seriously how do people know your sexual orientation from a simple username...) you noticed that the three usual perpetrators were being uncharacteristically quiet.

Streamer seemed to look towards another one of his screens and smiled before swapping back to looking at chat. A worried huff left your mouth but you continued to scan the sentences pouring into the chatbox.

"That's right everyone, I know what Sugar looks like." He winked and for a moment he wasn't someone you worked with but rather someone who looked boyishly attractive. You shook yourself out of it as the chat exploded in teasing remarks and bitter sentiments. You had no idea they felt that strongly about you.

"no fair"

"come on then share the deets"

"bet you're lying lol"

"i would literally pay millions to see sugar"

"lol, he's lying."

"You can believe what you want, it makes no difference to me. I'm fine keeping Sugar's identity to myself." He grinned at the camera, acting as if he was talking to you specifically.

Still, you couldn't get the feeling out of your mind that something was happening in the background. Where did the three main chatters go...

#drabble #yandere x reader #gn reader #gn yandere

[theworldofotps]

Under The Mistletoe With Him

Pairing: Hook x OC Rose Word Count: 1, 527 Description: Rose goes on a trip down memory lane about having Tyler's name for the company gift exchange.

So, her birthday isn't till the 24th but we agreed to just post this now! So a very very early happy birthday to my dear friend @writtingrose I hope you enjoy your birthday fic love! So thankful for you and your friendship I love you bunches! Never forget how loved you are ❤️

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“Baby, where do you want these bags of icing.”

Turning from the oven with a pan of fresh gingerbread cookies you point to the farthest corner of the counter.

“Over there please Ty, I want to be sure we have plenty of room to do this and hopefully we can avoid a big mess.”

Placing the icing bags on the counter he stood back watching his girlfriend lay them all out and then got bowls of small candies out.

“What are those for?”

“The cookies and if we manage to get around to decorating that house, now let me just put in this next batch of cookies. Then we can get started would you please put on some Christmas music? I have the playlist already set up on my phone.”

“Sure can.”

Using her spatula Rose carefully places each gingerbread person on the tray popping them in the oven and setting the timer. Wiping off her hands she grabs the pan with cookies already cooled, carrying them over to the counter where Tyler had gotten the music to play.

“Okay babe here we go decorate it however you want but please do try and not get icing all over I don’t want to run out.”

Tyler chuckled thinking about the last time they tried this and how more icing ended up on the two of them then on the cookies.

“Don’t worry I’ll behave.”

Pressing a kiss to her temple Tyler grabbed a cookie and picked a color to outline with. Rose watched him decorate, this was a moment she’d remember for the rest of her days. Picking up an icing bag she grabbed a cookie of her own to start decorating. The two silently worked for a few minutes listening to the music playing in the background as they enjoyed each other's company.

“You know something, this time of year always remind me of how our relationship started.”

Rose spoke softly as the memories from a few year prior played through her head causing her to smile.

“You mean that time I got caught under the mistletoe with your fine ass?”

He smirked leaning forward to steal a peck from her lips.

 “I can’t believe I got Tyler.”

“What’s wrong with having Tyler I imagine he’d be pretty simple to shop for.”

“That’s easy for you to say Orange you’re actually friends with him, he hates me.”

“He does not hate you.”

“Oh yes he does he’s always glaring in my direction and when I tried to be polite or say hi, he just walks away.”

“To be fair he does that with everyone he’s just not a super expressive guy when it comes to being at work. But trust me he’ll love whatever you get him even if he doesn’t say it out loud.”

James assured her as the two walked down the hallway, it was a week before their company gift exchange and Rose was still unsure of what to get Tyler. He was serious when he said that Tyler would love anything she bought given the fact he was absolutely smitten with her. Not that Rose would know that given Tyler’s silent nature at work and don’t mess with me attitude. But the whole locker room and even some of the women knew about his feelings for her.

“What am I going to do?”

“Why don’t you go ask his dad? It wouldn’t hurt to give that a try maybe he can help you think of something. It’s better than stressing yourself out more than you already are.”

“I hadn’t even thought of asking Taz, you’re brilliant I’ll text you later.”

Rose smiled before scurrying off hoping to find the man in question to ask for help with his son’s gift.

‘Please don’t let Tyler be around.’

She silently begged walking into the ring area where a few of the guys were doing some practice moves. Spotting Taz speaking with Jack she made her way over and gently tapped on his shoulder.

“Rose, nice to see you.”

“Hi um could I please speak with you in private about something?”

Relief flooded her when he nodded, excusing himself from the conversation with Jack, the two walked a little bit away from the ring.

“Sorry to disturb you but I need some help, I got Tyler’s name for the gift exchange, and I still haven’t been able to find anything for him. Could you maybe give me a couple ideas? I just want it to be something he’ll like and find useful or something.”

“Ah I was wondering who got him well I guess it depends, what’s the budget limit?”

“Actually, I don’t know I didn’t realize there was one.”

“Okay, something simple yet useful. How about a gift card somewhere? There’s this steak place he absolutely loves going to whenever we’re around. You can’t really go wrong with giving the kid food.”

“That’s a great idea um what’s the name of the restaurant?”

“STK it’s a steakhouse I’ll give you the directions just give me a moment.”

Rose smiled, nodding as she waited patiently for him to look up the directions and texted them to her phone.

“There just text me if you have any other questions and I’d be more than happy to help you out.”

“Thank you so much Taz I appreciate this.”

“Anytime kiddo.”

Leaving the ring area Rose went out to her car and after putting the address in her phone made her way to the restaurant. After getting the gift card she picked up one other thing then placed them in a gift bag. When the party night finally arrived, she nervously carried the bag inside looking around, spotting Renee she rushed over to her.

“Hey Ree where do we put the gift exchange bags?”

“Hi sweetie they changed it up this year, you’re just going to give the gift to whoever you have.”

“Oh gods.”

“Who do you have?”

“Hook.”

“He just got here about ten minutes ago he’s there by the snack table probably trying to find a bag of chips to eat. I’ll just text Jon that way he can tell Tyler to come over this way, so you don’t need to push through the crowd.”

Renee hooked her arm with Rose’s and led her away from the crowd off to the side where they wouldn’t be bumped into.

“Alright Jon is bringing him over don’t worry this is going to be great he’ll absolutely love whatever you decided to get him.”

Renee winked quickly walking away as Jon shoved Tyler over to her Rose covered her mouth to stifle a laugh at Tyler’s curse but cleared her throat when he looked at her. Holding the bag out she looked at the floor then up at him.

“I know we hardly ever talk but um I got your name in the gift exchange, so I got you this family size bag of chips and a gift card to a steak place your dad said you liked.”

She rambled letting him take the bag from her hand and opened it a slight smile crossing his face as he looked at the gifts.

“Thank you Rose.”

“How.. I didn’t know you knew my name.”

“Of course, I know you’re name why wouldn’t I?”

“Because we never talk, and I figured that you hated me given the fact you glare at me a whole lot.”

“Not glaring at you just the way I look is all.”

“Hey! You two instead of babbling to each other why don’t you look above your heads.”

Jon called out causing them both to look up seeing a spring of mistletoe hanging from the ceiling. Rose felt her heart pick up in speed as Tyler’s eyes seemed to darken when he looked back at her, a smirk crossing his face. Rasing a brow he stepped closer waiting for her to reject him.

“Is it okay?”

“Yes it is.”

Rose said a little too fast causing Tyler to laugh quietly before his lips pressed against her’s and she melted into the kiss.

“I still can’t believe you thought I hated you.”

“Well, you acted like you did you weren’t really throwing out smiles or talking to me apart from the occasional grunt here or there.”

“It was all just a show baby I didn’t know how to admit to the most beautiful girl that I had the hots for her.”

Tyler said as he washed his hands then dried them before he hugged Rose from behind kissing her cheek.

“It would have saved me a lotta stressing out if you had.”

“True but that doesn’t matter now because you’re mine and I don’t plan on letting this sweet ass go.”

He said, grabbing her hips and pulling her into him the two laughing as she turned around wrapping her arms around his neck.

“We need to finish these cookies and I just put a fresh batch in.”

“We have a couple minutes besides I don’t need that long.”

“You’re awfully cocky you know that?”

“It’s my speciality.”

Tyler smirked cupping her cheeks as he captured her lips in a kiss much similar to their first.

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◜𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐖𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐭 ◞

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Characters : Dad! Jason Todd x Vigilant! Reader

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Summary : My first Todd FamilyVerse post and I'm really excited about it, the following posts will follow the results of the poll previously posted here on my profile. I'm going to consider this a chapter so it will tell about how Y/N and Jason met and it will be divided into two parts, this is the first of them, I hope you like it <3

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Word Count : 527

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Theme : a little angst, difficult childhood and "mention" of death

During her 12 long years of life, Y/N knew only one reality: that of an assassin, molded into this destiny since the age of 12 when she became a hired killer and a small pet for the black mask, living on the crime alley streets, surviving on stolen wallets and leftover food. Then, they appeared, her mothers, the most functional dysfunctional family Y/N had ever known, the only family she had. Despite being crazy, thieves, and ecoterrorists, they cared for her as a daughter, despite the circumstances. Being raised by the sirens of Gotham had its advantages.

Some children, greatly admiring their parents, dream of following in their footsteps, and with Y/N, there was no difference, except that her steps would lead to becoming an internationally wanted thief at the age of seventeen. Well, let's say Batman didn't approve of the paths her life was taking and always kept a watchful eye on her actions. Despite this, things were going well until she met him.

He was 5'5, with the bluest eyes she had ever seen and an impulsive and cheeky personality. They hated each other, not because they were enemies, but because they were so alike. It all started with a confrontation while Catwoman was once again robbing Gotham's museum. Y/N, better known as Copycat, was the great distraction. Batman knew Selina's moves well enough to let Robin go in his place, and then they met and fought. It would be an understatement to say that Robin took only a small beating. Since then, they hated each other for every minute after that, but despite denying it to death, they enjoyed it, the hatred, the fights, and the provocations. They counted the minutes to meet again, always claiming that the reason was revenge.

By some twist of fate or just his irony, Y/N was there, sitting on the edge of some Gotham gargoyle. It wasn't a good day; in fact, it was the complete opposite. And then, suddenly, he's there behind her, the green and red uniform a bit stained, and a paper bag in his hands. She knew he was there, but she didn't even have the energy to start a fight or provoke. Somehow, he knew that. So, he just sat there in silence, opening the bag and taking something out, surprising Y/N with a sandwich. She initially refused, but he just ignored it and left the sandwich in her hands until she gave up and just surrendered, taking a few bites. They remained seated in silence with the sounds of Gotham's night in the background. What was supposed to be a rare event began to happen frequently until one day, silence was replaced by single words, and then sentences, and finally, deep conversations where they lost themselves in time.

They were alike, children with difficult and traumatic pasts adopted by people of questionable psychological character. They both knew what it was like to fight for survival and the difficulties they had faced. Thus, they went from enemies to friends and then to something more. They knew and trusted each other despite the masks and codenames.

But things wouldn't be good forever. On that night, he didn't show up, so Y/N decided to look for him. He was on top of Wayne Enterprises, but that wasn't the same Robin she knew. He was different, agitated, and anxious. He told her about his fight with Batman and his plan to go after the Joker. She tried to stop him, but it was too late; he was determined. She tried to convince him, but the voices got louder and more disturbed. Tears flowed down her domino mask as she turned her back on him and walked away. The next day, she wanted to resolve things and apologize. She went to the gargoyle, their place, and sat there, waiting. But hours turned into days, days into weeks, weeks into months, and months into years, but he never came back.

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Harry Soothes Your Period Cramps with His Large, Warm Hands /concept/

AN: i'm having bad cramps this month so i wrote this.

This story contains: mentions of the h word, period cramp pain, fluff

{ husband!harry - softrry - any harry era }

word count: 527

You accidently wake Harry up from his sleep when you place his hand on your tummy to help with your period cramps and he then helps comfort you in your time of discomfort.

"Mhm," Harry grunts in his sleep as he feels something push against his body. What he feels is you trying to cuddle deeper into his chest as he's laid facing you on his left side. See, you woke up to painful period cramps and are now trying to seek the comfort and warmth you know your husband has.

One comforting thing that you know helps your cramps are Harry's large, warm hands. So as you nuzzle your face further into his bare chest, you reach between your two bodies and fumble around until you find one of his limp hands that's resting against the mattress. Once found, you slowly bring his hand under your night shirt and press his palm flat to your lower belly. This officially awakes Harry from his slumber.

"What'd you doin', love? Feelin' a bit horny?" he whispers in his groggy sleep voice with his eyes still closed, too tired to even open them up. Harry presumed you're trying to shove his hand down your panties from how low you have his hand positioned. Which has happened before.

Shaking your head from side to side against his chest, you answer quietly, "Nah-ah, cramping, H. Your hand is warm and it helps with my cramps." Your confession has Harry more awake and alert even though it's only four in the morning.

He flutters his eyes open to the dark of the room and coos back softly, "Aw, m'sorry, baby. Do you need me to get you some pain medicine or a cup of tea?" God you love your husband. He's the most carrying soul you've ever met and would do anything to make sure you're happy and healthy at all times.

Lifting your head from his cozy chest, you lean up to peck Harry's cheek, the one that's not smushed into the mattress and respond, "No, babe. I took an ibuprofen in the bathroom about twenty minutes ago when I went to change pads. So that should be kicking in soon. Just want you to hold me, please. And keep your hand on my tummy."

Turning his head slightly to catch your lips with his lips, he kisses you gently before muttering, "'Course, m'love. Turn 'round f'me so I can spoon you. That way it'll be easier to keep my hand on your belly and f'me to hold you." You do as told and flip over to your left side, now facing away from Harry.

Harry scoots closer to your back and wraps his arms securely around your body. Then with the arm draped over your hip, he takes that hand and slips it under your t-shirt, settling it right over where he knows your cramps are coming from. "There we go. All better?"

"Yeah Harry, love you." you say back with sleep taking over your mind. You'd been awake for about an hour dealing with your period and period cramps, but now that the medicine is starting to work and his warm hand is helping soothe the cramps, you're becoming very sleepy.

"Love you too, baby. Wake me if you need anythin' else." Harry lastly says before he falls back into his slumber.

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[hoewkeye]

please please PLEASE do a cuddling scenario with steve harrington, anything to do with cuddling him in bed 🙏🙏🙏

ooooo we definitely NEED some cuddling with steve after what we’ve been through this season!!! thanks for requesting, love <3

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Tags: best friends to lovers, mentions of sex, mutual pining, cuddling

Word Count: 527

This is for my 300 followers party!

“Stay.”

The four-letter word leaves Steve’s mouth before he can think twice about it, for he is sick and tired of casual sex with random girls and being left alone after a round or two.

And you — one of his best friends, who mistakenly fell for his charm — can't be one of these girls. You can't just walk away. Not when he has so many hidden feelings and unspoken words, burning their way out of his body, pleading to be said.

“Steve…”

You had come to his house earlier, stressed out and suffering from work burnout. He talked you out of it as he always did, but this time was different; one thing led to another and you ended up in his bed, sweating under his touch.

“Please,” he begs. “Don’t leave.”

He’s still laying in bed while you're sitting on it, his shirt covering your body and your back turned to him. You turn your head just enough to look at his face while he reaches for your hand, pulling it hesitantly in a silent plea for you to lay back again.

You're scared — you're scared this whole situation will ruin your friendship forever and you're scared of the feelings you have for him. You're scared to let them out, to be yourself, to put your heart in his hands only for him to realize you're too fucked up for a real relationship.

“I'm not asking you to marry me, I just want to take care of you,” he insists, pulling on your hand again.

Shakily, you let him pull you closer, turning completely to look at him — now laying in bed face to face, his arm resting on your waist as his eyes lock on yours, trying to decipher you out.

“Nothing has to change,” he says like he can read your mind. “Not if you don't want it to.”

It pains him to say that. You are his best girl and it's been that way since he can remember — you were there with him in all the moments he needed you; fighting monsters, saving the world, recovering from Nancy. You were there. And one day he realized how stupid he was for not noticing you sooner, and he fell for you.

“Right now,” you start, not even knowing where your words will lead you, “I just want to be held by you.”

A smile brightens up Steve’s face and he nods, pulling you even closer. “Can I kiss you?” he asks and you nod shyly, closing your eyes as he leans closer and touches your lips with his, brushing them smoothly. He licks your upper lip before deepening the kiss, his hand now holding your face gently while caressing your cheek, and you melt under his touch once again.

You’re both flushed when you pull apart, a dizzy smile planted on his lips, and you give him a quick peck before turning your back on him so he can hold you more comfortably. He does so, putting his arm again around your waist and squeezing your bodies together, his breathing on your neck and your legs entangled.

“I want it to change,” you whisper.

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[kairiscorner]

KAMUSTA POO I LOVE UR MARRIED SPIDERNOIR X READER FICS SMM??? 🫶🫶 I hope you dont mind if i request for something angsty, hurt/comfort 👀 like the reader finds out she’s infertile- had a miscarriage and is upset because she knew how much her and spidernoir husband rlly wanted to have children so he goes out his way to comfort her and stuff huhu 😭😭 and she’s also worried that this issue might cause a strain in their relationship but noir’s like “NOOO, i love u no matter what’

talking abt this prompt reminds me from the movie ‘UP’ by disney hehe (P.S i was also the one who req for that criminal prt 2 of x spidernoir!! I LOVED IT SMMM THANK UUU FOR FEEDING MY DELULUNESS, HAVE A GOOD DAYYY)

HIII POOOOO omg thank you too, so glad you loved it <:DD AND RGHHHH THANK YOU FOR PUTTING ME IN THE MOOD TO WRITE PAIN <33 I HOPE YOU LIKE THISSSS

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even if we can't have that, i'll always have you — spider noir x reader (angst)

summary: you felt so inadequate, like such a disappointment when the doctor informed you that you could not bear fruit, you would never be a mother. though what made you feel even worse was the fact that your husband, peter, yearned for a family--and you couldn't even give him that. but does that mean he'll stop loving you? word count: 527

you mindlessly cut away at the vegetables, looking at them but not paying attention. your mind was empty except for the doctor's words that rang in your ears endlessly, echoing into the abyss that once was filled with dreams and love for little ones that will never be anymore: "ma'am, you cannot bear children. you are... infertile." the only sensation that brought you back to reality was the stinging pain of a cut you inflicted upon yourself by accident, with small drops of blood pooling on the cutting board and staining the vegetables.

you breathed in through your teeth as you washed off the blood, though you kind of wish the pain remained, so you wouldn't be reminded of how inadequate of a wife you felt when you heard the doctor's news for you. peter came home and was greeted to the sight of you bandaging your fingers. "oh, welcome home..." you muttered as peter rushed over to you and whispered a "what happened, love?" to you.

you couldn't bring yourself to face him, how could you? you were betraying him and going back on your promise with him to have a beautiful family together, which can never happen anymore because you can't provide him with that luxury. "peter... i'm sorry." you uttered as peter put your hands in his and gazed up at your eyes, which were filling with tears. "i'm not enough... it's... it's my fault we can't be happy..." you murmured as the tears fell and peter shushed you, wrapping his arms around you, kissing and wiping your tears away.

"beloved... what do you mean? that's just not true..." he said as he brushed your hair out of your face. you wiped away at your tears and sobbed out the news to peter. "i can't get pregnant... we can't have... children... i'm sorry, peter..." you choked out through your sobs as peter's face fell as he took in the news. he breathed in deeply, unsure of what to say to assure you, because this hurt him badly, too. though... peter wasn't going to leave you all because he couldn't have a family with you.

he held you closer and kissed your cheek. "my love, it's not your fault. i know we've both dreamed of having our own little ones, but even if we can't have that dream come true... i'd want nothing more than to at least have you in my life. you are the sweetest dream i've ever dreamt of, my perfect woman, and you... you made all my dreams come true already by letting me be yours." he said as he kissed the crown of your head and caressed your arms. you cried even more at his confession, asking him in broken cries if he means it, to which he nodded and kissed your lips that were being stained with your tears. "i promise." he said as he leaned his forehead against yours.

even if you couldn't fulfil his dream of fatherhood, you've already fulfilled all his other dreams, dreams he believed were impossible to attain before you married him and settled in with him, making all his dreams come true already.

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[thesleepy1]

I'll Wait For The Picket White Fence

A/N: Tiktok might be done with Ghost and Soap but I’m not. Not yet. 

Pairings: Simon "Ghost" Riley x Johnny "Soap" MacTavish

Summary: Johnny has a habit of asking the strangest questions before bed. They range anywhere from “What do you think birds think about when they fly over a zoo?” to “Have you ever thought about having kids?” One of those two questions makes Ghost lay awake at night. 

Word count: 527

Warnings: past trauma, pass abuse, past child abuse, angst, 

“Simon? Are you still awake?” Soap turned to his side to face the dark shape that made out his boyfriend. It was always hard to tell whether or not Ghost was asleep with the mask over his head. The older man could be so still at times that Soap was afraid he died in his sleep without him knowing. 

“Hmm,” Ghost grunted in confirmation, turning to face Soap and pulling him closer. “What do you want?” 

“Have you ever thought about having kids?”

“Well there’s a loaded question.” Ghost had slowly awoken but that inquiry had completely cleared his head of what little sleep he got. “What brought this up?” 

“I just wondered,” Soap said with the barest hint of insecurity in his tone. “We’ve been together for a while and I never asked before.” 

Ghost sighed, taking a pause to consider Soap’s question. Soap was used to these sorts of silences. He merely laid his head on Ghost’s chest and waited for an answer. Ghost’s breaths came evenly, a gentle rise and fall under Soap’s head. After a while, the younger man was lulled into a daze.

“Our jobs aside, I don’t think I’d want to bring up a kid with my kind of past,” Ghost replied honestly, arm coming up to wrap around Soap. “I didn’t exactly have a good time growing up. My father was a shit one and my brother wasn’t all that much better. I don't want to do that to a son or daughter. Having me as a father won’t do them any good.” 

Soap hugged Ghost so tight his next breath came in short. “I think you’d make a wonderful father. You already have the humor of one.”

Ghost laughed, returning the hold that Soap had on him. “You? Ever thought about having a little Johnny running around?”  

“Mhm,” Soap hummed sincerely. “I didn’t have any siblings growing up. I think I’d want two kids, twins maybe. A boy and a girl who can grow up together.” 

“Take care of each other.” 

“Yeah. They’ll look out for each other. Know that neither will ever be alone.” 

“Do you want a white picket fence and football games in the yard?” 

“I would want a garden for the spring and room in the house for a dog or two.” 

“One of those old little terriers or something big and mean?” 

“Both,” Soap’s grin formed before he even realized, a chuckle falling off his lips. “The kids will call them Ghosty and Soapy.” 

“Ghosty better be the big, mean one.”

“Nah, he’ll be the type of terrier that goes for the ankles.” 

“Atta boy.” Ghost smiled behind his mask. He moved Soap so he was impossibly closer. In the dark, they were one shapeless mass. There was no start to one person, no end to the other. They were simply a lump of blankets and sheets. “Maybe in the future, we’ll have all of those things. I’m sorry it can’t be now.”

Soap reached for Ghost in the dark and brought his head to him. He kissed the other man through his mask. “I’ll wait for as long as you need me to.” 

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[phxntomsdusk]

Pretty when I cry - Ted x GN!reader

summary: comforting ted after a rough day

warnings: poor boy cries ;(

tags: @ax-y10 , @joviepog , @idontreallyexistyet , @pheliiaa , @rqvii (ask to be added!)

word count: 527

Ted had been gone for around a month. It was lonely in your guy's shared bed, but you knew he wanted to do this. Long story short, he was visiting every single Margaritaville in the US and Canada.

You didn’t know why, but you weren’t against it. It was an interesting idea.

Today was meant to be the time he got back, and based on how he was when he called you earlier, he didn’t sound too upbeat. He sounded absolutely jaded, plus mentioned how he simply wanted to hold you.

The second you heard his truck pull into the driveway you were out of the bed, rushing to meet him by the door or outside.

He didn’t even exit the front seat by the time you were on the porch, his gaze finding you and smiling softly to himself. He waved to you before finally getting out, a tired groan leaving his lips as he slowly made his way towards you.

Your arms wrapped around him in an instant, a wide smile on your lips as you buried your head into his chest. “I missed you so much.” You looked up at him, noticing his tired expression and somewhat teary eyes.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” You spoke softly, watching as he held you tighter and buried his face in your shoulder. “Just really missed you.” He sighed lightly, before standing up straight and gesturing for you to go inside while he grabbed his things.

It was heartbreaking to see him in this state, but you listened to his words, making your way to the couch and patiently waited for him.

Sure enough, his head soon found its way in your lap, allowing you to play with his hair. He took off his glasses and handed them up to you, to which you placed them on the end table.

“You wanna talk about it?” Your words were quiet, your fingers combing through his hair softly. “I just missed you. And your hugs.. kisses.. voice.” He sighed and buried his head into your thigh, and of course you felt light tears on your skin.

You frowned lightly, tapping his shoulder to silently tell him to sit up, to which he did. You gently grabbed his face, noticing how even with teary red and puffy eyes, he was the most handsome boy you had ever seen.

“You still look pretty as ever.” You smiled slightly at him, watching as his expression softened and he shook his head. “No, I don’t.” He sighed and leaned forward, trying to catch your lips in a kiss.

“Hey, no, no. Not until you admit.” You placed a finger against his lips, watching as he smiled widely and rolled his eyes. “Fine. I look pretty when I cry.” Of course his tone was sarcastic, but you gave in and kissed him for a second.

“Good, you’re learning.” You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, giving him a warm hug. His arms found their way around your waist, burying his head into your shoulder and smiled to himself.

“I love you.” He whispered into your ear, before kissing your cheek softly. “I love you too, Ted.”

#phxntomsdusk #phxntoms fics #ted nivison #ted nivison x y/n #ted nivison x you #ted nivison x reader #ted nivison fluff