#And then the next day I’m like GET ME OUT OF YHIS BODY

[imsaunteringvaguelydownwards]

Me bc I’m not genderfluid but I kinda am but my gender stays the same it’s just it sometimes isn’t and people get confused and I can’t really blame em cuz idk either man

[tendous-socks]

TOKYO REVENGERS HEADCANONS OF ME BEING NON BINARY / REACTING TO SOMEONE BEING NON BINARY

tw: ⚠️⚠️kisaki⚠️⚠️ and manga spoilers, mentions of death, transphobia,

would misgender and dead-name me

1.kisaki.

must i need an explanation?😐

2. shion

“ what’re you gonna do about it?? HUH?? WHAT’RE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT ???”

actively looks for a fight

… if y’all are in a relationship he’d still call you his “girl” but beats people up for doing so….

3. mucho

i get the vibes that he’s traditional

would silently stare in judgment

4. mochi

he just doesn’t care clslfkxkslk

thinks it’s weird

“ nor/mal”

7. rindou..

“you either have a pen or a vag. “

8.ran

“interesting”

*continues dead naming me*

9. KOKO

he would be nicer about it when he’s in toman due to inui… but once they’re separated- an ABSOLUTE MEANCE

… reluctantly apart of the protection squad with inui ( enjoys beating people up tho)

10. bontent mikey

… he’s just so tired and doesn’t really care ) that is if you’re not close with him… but then again how close can you really get?)

11. ) PAH CHIN

AND ONLY BECAUSE HE WAS IGNORANT AND HIS FATHER DIDN BELIEVE IN THAT STUFF AND HE DIDNT KNOW BUT THEN ( if y’all are close ) HE’D FEEL BAD AND AFTER YOU EXPLAINED IT TO HIM HE TOLD PEH CHIN TOO AND WERE SURPRISINGLY SUPPORTIVE

but if y’all ain’t close he would slowly get the hint… this is canon.

because i said so-

11. sanzu…

he’s quietly judging you

EDIT

SOMEONE SAID SANZU WOULD USE ANY PRONOUNS AND I REALLY LIKE THAT HC-

SO SANZU WOULD PROBABLY JUST ‘ SILENTLY JUDGE YOU’ SO OTHERS DONT CATCH ON MHMHM

12. akashi

traditional- plus it was a different era for him growing up so…

(would glare at someone if he really did see you getting emotionally distressed)

13. smiley

“ that’s one of the most stupidest shit ive ever fucking heard 😁”

.🙁

“ you either have tits or a dick “

.☹️

but would beat people up if you get SUPER upset ( call it his protect instincts with angry, but would send people to the hospital)

14. taiju

“ i wanna church girl who goes to church and reads her bible “

would spit at me

- WHO WOULD BEAT SOMEONE UP FOR DEAD-NAMING / MISGENDERING

1. PAH CHIN AND PEH YAN

THEYRE ABSOLUTE MENACES TO SOCIETY IF SOMEONE CALLS YOU A GIRL / BOY

head canon : during tenjiku you were there and had to adjust your transtape cause it was coming lose 🙄

which is literally the most annoying thing in the world-

and shion saw you.

he came up and was like “ HUH WHAT’VE WE GOT HERE?? A GIRL PRETENDING TO BE A G-“

couldn’t even finish his sentence with how fast peh chin clocked his ass 🤭

( peh yan supremacy)

2. my main man takemichy

no explanation needed ( maybe deadnamed you only once cause he didn’t know)

3. inui cause i said so

5. BAJI BAJI

BAJI WOULD ALMOST KILL A DUDE FOR CALLING YOU YOUR DEAD NAME

i KNOW mama baji raised him right ✋🙄

almost clocked chifuyu when you told him about your first encounter kcksldofospdoco

almost clocked your mom when she said “you got it girlfriend”

she was confused when she saw you desperately trying to prevent the next criminal minds episode

best listener for body dystrophia fight me 🙉❤️

6. senju

*comes out*

“..oh okay! anyways as i was saying [preferred name] “

would need some gentle reminders only once or twice cause i will say it does take a bit of time for people to get used to it and there are always a few slip ups

tells akashi about your pronouns ( ONLY WITH YOUR CONSENT OFC)

( promises to try and be more girly if he calls you by them and your preferred name)

she wants you to go into more details about what you’re feeling cause she’s genuinely very interested about everything and she wants to know more about you.

7. emma 😻 vv supportive 🙌🙌

*sicks mikey and draken out on anyone who hurts your feelings

“you know [blah blah blah] from history?”

“of course yeah “

“yeah he ended up calling me slur during class- what’re you doing?”

*emma pulling out her phone

“hm? oh nothing don’t worry about it”

gave more insight about it to draken and mikey

8. HINA

YALL SAW HOW SHE SLAPPED MIKEY-

THIS GIRL WOULD D R A G A BITCH BY THEIR HAIR IF SHE SAW THEM BULLYING YOU

the one of correct takemichy

9. yuzuha

hina but 10x worse

trips transphobes for shit and giggles 🤪🤞

i like to think that the girls (all 4) would just all stare down a girl who was shit talking you and just pick her apart mercilessly ( a little ooc but this is my head canons so they can be whatever i say they are)

ones idk about

1. mikey

he knows that you can handle yourself so he lets you correct people.

or

sometimes he’ll jump in and correct them instead for one of two reasons.

1. he felt like it

2. they kept calling you your dead name and misgendering you EVEN THOUGH you already corrected them

but if the person ACTIVELY does that and says some… not so fruity things. he’ll send em to the hospital and end up on life support 😌☝️

like dom tertto, he cares about his family. and toman is his family, and you’re in toman ( not THAT kind of y/n way 🙄 )

“ BE WHO YOU AREE🌈🌈🌈🌈🤪🤞🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈”

1. draken

… listen… idk why, but i just don’t SEE him beating people up for misgendering me… well okay i kinda see it,

but he’d be like, “ i don’t understand what you’re going through, but i support you and if you want to talk about it i’m here”

wants to try and understand so like i said before, he lets you rant about what you’re feeling

would let you handle your own battles cause your strong enough to

a true king 😎🙌

does in fact throw punches when it gets REALLY BAD

2. angry

… idk h o w empathic he is and how mad he’d have to be on your behalf when people actively kept misgendering you to become the blue ogre.

but he’d just start crying at the confrontation.. 😐

my hero ig 🤥

3. izana

“ that’s fucking stupid”

*beats up middle aged woman who said for you to “ have a good day ma’am”

but if y’all close he’ll only say it’s stupid once when he sees you genuinely upset and ignoring him

“ be who you are.. 🌈”

4. kaku

same boat as izana, A LOT less judgmental

5. mitsuya

won’t hesitate to send a bitch flying

actively corrects people

( teaches luna and mana about your pronouns for the next time you come over 🕺🏻)

TAKES YOU SHOPPING FOR CLOTHES

6. haitani brothers

*actively bullies you

*bullies kid into the grave for looking at your chest area

7. …hakkai

he accidentally slipped up once🤒

WHEN I SAY THIS MANS FACE WENT PALE- HE DIDNT TALK TO YOU FOR A W E E K MINIUM CAUSE HE FELT SO BAD

YOU KEPT TELLING HIM THAT ITS FINE-

BUT HE FELT AWFUL

( has nightmares about it)

8. chifuyu would only do it in his mohawk era cause he wanted to seem metal and impress da boys 🥶🥶☝️☝️

pulled you aside at the end of the day to apologize

( like i said before, baji almost clocked him when you told him about your first encounter )

who am i kidding they’re all in gangs, they’d probably kill someone if they hurt you cospwpfoslief

——————

IF YALL GOT ANYMORE IDEAS LMK CAUSE IM INVESTED IN YHIS AND WANNA HEAR WHAT YALL THINK

[t0wnspersonb]

Reignition (Kozume Kenma x Reader)

Word Count: 2,147

Anonymous said:

Hi! I love your work so much! I was wondering if you could do a Kenma x reader? Where theyre really good childhood friends, but she moved to miyagi (karasuno) for highschool. So then they meet at the training camp and have rekindled feelings?? Sorry if yhis doesnt make sense! Again, I love your work so much!!!!

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I don’t know why I made this one so long lol. This was a lot of fun to write, anything that has to do with the training camp makes me so happy lmao. I hope you like this one anon! I hope I was able to write it how you wanted!

Another reminder that requests are closing on Saturday! I’m going through them all slowly but surely, after I finish these requests I probably won’t be taking them again for a while, so I can write up some other stories of mine to share with you guys! Anyway, I hope you guys are having a good week!

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You sighed in exhaustion as you walked through the doors with the chaotic duo. You were never going to babysit these two ever again, no matter what Daichi or Sugawara said.

 If it wasn’t for them you would have already been at the training camp with everyone else, helping Shimizu and Yachi with the manager duties. But fate just wasn’t one your side this time, fearing that the two would ditch their supplementary exams and try to go to Tokyo on their own, Daichi had requested that you stay with them until the exams were done.

 Which meant that you had to also suffer through a crazy drive with Big Sister Saeko, and as much as you loved her, you just so happened to love your life just a tad bit more to never want to suffer through that again. 

 Now you were just exhausted, luckily from the looks of it the practice matches were going to be wrapping up soon, which meant food, showering and a good night’s sleep.

 You sighed once again, your eyes flickering over to your team, you could feel multiple pairs of eyes on you as the three of you walked further into the gym.

 “Thanks for watching them Y/n-chan.” Daichi called out as you approached everyone.

 “You owe me senpai.” was all you said as you walked passed them towards Shimizu and Yachi, wanting to get caught up on what happened while you were gone; completely oblivious to two pairs of lingering eyes coming from the Nekoma team.

 “Must be nice having three managers,” Kuroo muttered, his eyes focusing in on your small figure. “I wonder if that one is new like the blonde one.”

 Of course, everyone’s eyes lingered on your figure a tad bit longer than necessary, curious as to why Karasuno managed to have three managers, and well, because you were incredibly cute. It was fitting that you too would be part of the team, considering there were already two other cute managers.

 The lucky bastards. 

 “Shoyo had mentioned earlier that they convinced one of their managers to come back to the team…” Kenma said quietly, his cat-like eyes following your every movement. “That’s probably her…”

 Of course, Kenma had noticed how good looking you were, but the air of familiarity was too much. He couldn’t help but wonder if he had met you before.

 “Why must the universe be so cruel!?” Yamamoto cried out. 

 Kenma sighed to himself. There was never any peace.

 ***

 “Ne, ne Shoyo! Who was that other manager that walked in with you!?” Inuoka asked curiously.

 Even though Kenma never removed his eyes from his game, he couldn’t help but to sit up straighter, ears perked up. Of course, he was curious too, you seemed incredibly familiar to him. 

 “Oh Y/n-senpai!” Hinata grinned. “She’s a second year at Karasuno, she’s been a manager since her first year.”

 “How come I didn’t see her at the practice match?” Inuoka pondered aloud.

 “Y/n-senpai’s health is very fragile! She was sick for a while and her parents made her quit. But she loves volleyball so much that she begged to come back to the team. Plus, she’s really pretty and a good manager!” Hinata gloated, eyes shining brightly.

 Y/n… Kenma ignored the sudden race to his heart. He knew that name, he knew that name very well. In all honesty, he had never expected hearing it again, much less seeing you again.

 It had been years.

 He couldn’t help but wonder if you remembered him too. 

 Of course, he would remember you, his first love. The one that got away, the other person that he used to play with when he was younger other than - oh that’s right, Kuroo.

 Did Kuroo recognize you too?

 You did look different from when you were younger now that he thinks about it. 

 But then again, he looked different too. Kuroo maybe not so much. Just bigger, still just as annoying though.

 “Well I should get going. We’re playing you guys first thing in the morning!” Hinata said, waving goodbye.

 First thing in the morning?

 Then maybe… he could see you again, right?

 ****

 It was too early, way too early; especially with how rowdy the boys were already being.

 It wasn’t just your boys either, but four extra teams on top of yours? 

 How were you going to survive this training camp?

 “You’ve been sighing a lot this morning, Y/n-chan. Are you feeling okay? Do you need to go rest?” Shimizu asked, a slight concern to her voice.

 “I’m fine senpai; I’m just thinking about how lively everyone is. It’s going to be a long trip isn’t it?” You grimaced, eyes scanning the sea of boys that were currently eating breakfast right now and -

 “Oi! Yuu! Leave Tsukki alone before you break his glasses!” You called out to the libero, pointing the ladle in your hand at him accusingly, eyebrow raised as if daring him to challenge you. 

 The said male apologized, releasing his grip on the tall blonde and sitting down.

 You sighed again, ignoring the giggles of the other managers around you.

 “Y/n-chan is the best at handling our first-year duo and second year duo. They always listen to her, and she’s always looking out for them.” Shimizu explained, a small smile grazing her lips. 

 “Unwillingly.” You stated, “apparently my title as a manager has ‘babysitter’ in it. If I knew Daichi-senpai was going to make me watch those four when he can’t I wouldn’t have come back.” You started saying as you began serving the boys that finally came in for breakfast.

 “I guess I do have some practice,” you begin saying, eyes fixated on the food in front of you as you serve. “when I was younger, I used to play with these two boys that were -” your eyes widened as you looked up to the next set of boys you were about to plate.

 Kuroo looked at you in shock for a moment before a wide grin stretched across his face. While Kenna stood there frozen, although his heart rate was through the roof. 

 “Oya oya oya. If it isn’t little Y/n-chan. I didn’t even recognize you the other day. Who would have thought you’d be a manager at our rival school?” Kuroo said slyly.

 “Tetsu… You look the same.” you grimaced.

 “Oi why are you making that face!?” Kuroo huffed angrily before his eyes slid over to Kenma who was just… staring at you.

 The sweetest smile grazed your lips, your eyes wide and bright and… were you blushing?

 “Kenma.” You said softly.

 He could have died right there, it felt like all the bars in his health evaporated into nothing as soon as you looked at him and said his name. 

 He definitely died and went straight to heaven; especially with a smile like that. 

 “Y/n.” he mumbled softly, eyes flickering away from you, burning holes into his food, ignoring the two pair of eyes that were now staring at him.

 “You’re still just as shy as before.” you laughed softly as you served your childhood friends.

 “We’ll have to catch up sometime Y/n-chan.” Kuroo said before walking off to find a table. 

 “Kenma.” you called out before he could scurry away with Kuroo. He glanced at you once more, pausing for you to continue.

 “I’ve missed you. We should catch up soon.” you said quietly, a soft blush beginning to coat your cheeks.

 “Yeah.” he nodded at you once more before walking off, leaving your heart racing and your cheeks flushed.

 Even after all these years... could that be considered true love? You wondered, ignoring the giggles, and pointed looks all of the other girls were giving you.

 But internally you were squealing as well.

 ****

 The next couple of days you did exactly what you said you would do; you caught up with your childhood friends. 

 When you had finally returned for the week-long training camp, you were glued to the Nekoma team, much to Karasuno’s annoyance.

 Right now, you were handing out watermelon, a sweet smile glued to your face as you made sure your boys got some and then making sure that Nekoma did as well. 

 “Do you want seconds Kenma?” you asked, sitting next to the pudding haired boy. His eyes slid over to you before he shook his head and took out his phone, pulling up a mobile game.

 You scooted closer to him, your head finding his shoulders, eyes glued to the screen.

 You felt Kenma stiffen at the sudden contact, but soon relaxed as you guys drifted into comfortable silence. 

 This was all too familiar, you would always watch Kenma play video games when you were younger, it was entertaining and it didn’t involve strenuous work, which meant it was great for you due to your fragile health. 

 Plus, you got to be close to him, that was another bonus.

 Kenma ignored the racing of his heart and tried to beat down the smugness that filled his body as he received envious looks from the others. 

 The two of you were always close, you were the one person he didn’t mind receiving affection from, although it never really appeared that way.

 “Oi Y/n-chan, can you fill up our water bottles before the next match?” Kuroo called out. 

 “I’m not your manager Tetsurou. But I guess.” You rolled your eyes at him, heaving yourself up and dusting off your shorts.

 “I’ll go with you Y/n.” Kenma said quietly, putting his phone back into his pocket as he stood up.

 You couldn’t help the blush and smile that spread across your face at his offer, that just meant you got to spend more time with him, you’d fill up Nekoma’s water bottles any day if it meant more time with Kenma.

 Kenma was quiet as you talked about everything and anything as you guys walked towards the water fountains.

 It wasn’t that he was ignoring you, rather, his head was consumed by thoughts of you. He wanted to voice his feelings, he could only assume that you liked him too, from the way you acted around him, the way you treated him.

 Even though you guys were apart for years, it felt like you had never left his side. Everything was familiar, everything was comfortable, he liked that, he liked that a lot.

 “- As much as I admire and respect my senpais, it’s just not fair that they want me to teach those two on top of babysitting them and -” 

 “Y/n.” Kenma interrupted your animated storytelling, his slender fingers gently grabbing at your hand that held a water bottle.

 You looked up at him in surprise. 

 Why…. why was he looking at you like that? You could feel heat beginning to creep up into your cheeks, your stomach twisting with butterflies.

 Kenma’s piercing eyes bore into your own, there was a softness to them, but there was also a hardened look of determination.

 “What’s wrong?” You asked quietly, placing the water bottle down and you turned your body towards him completely. 

 He grasped both of your hands in his, eyes flickering down to stare at them before they softly trailed up your arms until they rested gently on top of your shoulders.

 “Do you like me?” he asked, peering down at you.

 “W-What are you talking about?” you asked nervously, eyes flickering away from his intense gaze. “O-Of course I like you Kenma, you’re my best -”

 “That’s not what I mean.” He cut you off. “If you don’t like me then you can push me away, but I’m not going to hold back anymore.” 

 “What do you mean hold back -”

 Oh.

 Oh.

 He was kissing you. Kenma’s lips were surprisingly soft and slightly cold, but they fit perfectly against your own. The kiss was lingering and gentle, hesitant almost.

 But it was your first kiss.

 Your first kiss with your best friend, your crush since childhood, your first love. It was… it was perfect. 

 This was perfect.

 All too soon he pulled away, taking a small step back to give you some space.

 Both of your faces flushed.

 Someone cleared their throat loudly, causing you guys to jump further away from each other.

 “I was wondering what was taking you guys so long.” Kuroo grinned wickedly. “If I would have known you guys were sucking face, I wouldn’t have come.”

 “Shut up Kuroo.” Kenma scowled.

 “So… did you guys finally confess to each other?” he asked, ignoring him completely.

 “Y/n is mine.” Kenma said simply, finishing up the last water bottle, grabbing your hand gently and tugging you away. “Since you’re here Kuroo you can take the water bottles back to the gym.” 

 A soft giggle escaped your lips as he tugged you away, causing a small smile to erupt on his face.

 “Damn you Kenma!” Kuroo yelled out. 

[thesoftdumbass]

Ralphie Who?

Sam Wilson x reader

Musikat’s Winter Wonderland Challenge

Word Count: 1.5K

Characters: Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton

Warnings: the boys being idiots, icicles, cursing, tickle fight, and a snowball fight

Summary: Sam is dared to lick an icicle and you have to help him out.

A/N: I wrote this for @musikat18 writing challenge (happy birthday darling, I am so sorry it’s a day late!) and my prompt was Icicle! I know in A Christmas Story, Ralphie gets his tongue stuck to a metal pole, but I changed it up a bit to fit the prompt. I hope you guys like it, cause I had fun writing it! And happy holidays to all of you lovelies

Main Masterlist | Marvel Masterlist 

The world outside is perfect and snowy as you sit in the common room, re-reading your favorite book and enjoying a hot cup of tea as the rest of the Compound is quiet. You adjust underneath your plush, fuzzy blanket and take a moment to close your eyes and breathe a sigh of contentment at the peaceful environment around you.

Your phone pings twice on the coffee table and you resentfully open your eyes and reach for it, unlocking the device and opening the text message.

Sam: Y/N I’m in a situation

Sam: You gotta help me!

You: What do you need, Samuel? I was having a nice afternoon.

Sam: Please come outside and help me

You: But it’s so cooooold!

Sam: Sweetheart I need your assistance and I would really appreciate it if you came outside.

Sam: Pretty please with kisses on top?

You: I can read the sarcasm in those texts, you punk.

You: Give me a few minutes 🙄

Standing up you take a moment to grab your coat and a scarf and complete your ensemble with a hat and gloves, making sure all of your extremities are completely covered. You may like looking at the snow, but hypothermia doesn’t sound a lot of fun.  Sam had texted that he is at the outdoor training area, so you head to the obstacle course set up beside the running track. What you see when you get there both confuses and amuses you.

There sits your boyfriend, his tongue forcibly hanging out of his mouth as it is stuck to the large icicle that had formed on a piece of training equipment and you have to bite your lip to keep a laugh from spilling out of you. Clint and Bucky are standing behind Sam, barely holding in their giggles for the time being.

“Samuel, what the hell is that?”

The man in question turns to look at you from where he is sat slouched on the snowy ground, annoyance displayed clearly on his face while a smile lifts the corner of your mouth.

“Whah’you yhink yhis is,” he asks incredulously, or at least you think so. It’s a little hard to tell.

As Sam speaks around his tongue hanging out of his mouth, the two idiots standing behind him start laughing, loud guffaws leaving their throats and Bucky is bent in half, holding his stomach. A short laugh escapes your lips and at the glare Sam sends you, you cover your mouth with a hand, looking away wearing a smirk.

You pull your phone out of your pocket, pulling up the camera app and snapping a few pictures as blackmail and cooing at your boyfriend, making funny faces as he continues to send you deathly glares. When Bucky and Clint finally calm down enough for you to hear, and Sam grows tired of your teasing, he tries for another barely-intelligible sentence.

“Cahh yuh helm me ahready?”

You tilt your head to the side as you try to hear his intended words behind the slurred language, the corner of your mouth drawing up into a slight smirk when it clicks a moment later. “Can I help you? Is that what you want?” Sam lets out a shout, and you interpret it as the universal noise of “yeah, duh!”

You lean down to place a kiss on his forehead, making Sam let out a small huff. “I’ll be right back, baby.” You then turn a harsh expression on your friends, “You morons better not aggravate him more while I’m gone. We all know that grumpy Sam is even less fun than normal Sam.” This earns you two different chuckles and one distinct huff, but you just give Sam another kiss and walk back into the compound to retrieve supplies.

Quickly, you head back into the main building and straight to the kitchen. Pulling the tea kettle out of the cabinet, you fill it with water and place it on the stove to warm, trying not to heat it too much. You waste time on your phone until you hear the telltale whistle of the kettle and take it off the burner, pouring a cup of plain water and steeping a mug of Sam’s favorite tea, making sure to add just the right amount of sugar.

Taking the mugs full of hot liquid, you walk as fast as you dare back to the small group outside, making sure not to spill any on yourself. You roll your eyes as you come upon the scene just as you left it, only now Sam is ranting unintelligibly, and when that fails to get the point across, holds two middle fingers up toward your teammates. You chuckle under your breath and come closer, carefully sitting on the ground next to him and handing over the first mug of warm liquid.

Taking a sniff of the contents, Sam looks at you with a crease between his brows. “Haah wa-er? Is’sat all yhis is?”

“Yep, it’s just hot water.” Sam gives you a doubtful expression but you gesture to the mug. “It’s what google said to do.”

“I coulda tol’ yuh yhat.”

“Sure, but you’re also the one that got an icicle stuck to your tongue, so your judgment may not be the best right now. I wanted to double check.” You raise your eyebrows, the expression on your face making it clear that you’re growing impatient.

“Yhey dared me,” Sam mutters childishly and you shake your head at his antics.

“Drink the water, Samuel, please. It’s fucking cold out here.”

Sam starts to sip the water, and even with the cold atmosphere lowering the temperature, it still seems warm enough to start melting the ice that has been sticking to his tongue for who knows how long.

Sam is slowly trickling the liquid from the mug into his mouth from one side, swishing his head from side to side to coat his tongue in the warm liquid, melted ice dripping down his chin in the process. You’re honestly surprised that the icicle hadn’t melted just from Sam’s body heat, but the frigid air must have lowered the temperature from his breath and stayed in solid form.

Bucky has his arms crossed over his chest as he watches the process, head tilted to the side. “Y/N, are you sure you want this to happen?”

Your head tilts in confusion at the comment but Clint speaks up from beside you before you can open your mouth. “Yeah, I mean..ice is a nice accessory. Plus, it goes with his face.” A self-satisfied smirk crosses the archer’s face once he says the diamond pun, only growing with the added dumb comment.

Instead of dignifying that with a response, you just play into it. “I am very sure. No matter how dumb and cute he looks like this, it would make kissing him really chilly. Besides, he’s my boyfriend and I like his face the way it is.”

“Just ‘like?’ Wow, babe, I’m honestly so hurt right now.”

As you were putting up with your friends being idiots, the icicle had been reduced to nothing and Sam’s mouth was left frost-free if a little numb. You look up in surprise to hear him speaking normally, smiling widely. You shake your head fondly and peck your boyfriend on his still slightly cold lips. “I love your face, darling, you know that.”

Sam kisses your lips again when you hand him the still hot cup of tea, wrapping an arm around your shoulder in a relaxed gesture. You sit in the peaceful silence of the still snowy atmosphere for a few minutes, Clint and Bucky having left a few minutes ago when the shenanigans ended, and fold yourself into Sam’s side, using his body heat to keep you warm on the frozen ground. He sits just enjoying your presence with his head leaned against yours, thankful that you came and helped him since the others wouldn’t, until a thought suddenly occurs.

“Hey Y/N…” he trails off.

“Yes, baby,” you question lazily, still observing your surroundings contentedly.

“You’re not going to show those pictures you took to anybody, are you?”

You think of the dozens of photos you snapped of Sam when you found him and smile. “Of course not, Sam,” he sighs in relief until you continue your sentence, “although I may have already posted them to the group chat.”

Sam closes his eyes in exasperation as a telltale ‘ping’ sounds off from your phone, and you start to giggle, the joy breaking out from your chest and he can’t help but smile, shaking his head.

“You’re adorable,” Sam says, and despite the cute words, you still, detecting a hint of something mischievous in his tone, “too bad that won’t save you from payback, sweetheart!”

And suddenly there are hands around your waist, fingers moving up and down your sides rapidly, drawing loud laughter from you. After a few minutes of the sweet torture, you tap out, laying back in the snow as Sam lets you go.

Under the ruse of calming yourself down, you roll onto your side away from him, and only turn back around when you have a perfectly formed snowball in your hands. You let it fly the short distance to him and it hits him on the side of the face, drawing a surprised noise from his perfect lips. You scoot a few feet away as Sam draws himself up, pulling snow into his palms.

“Oh, it’s on, sweetheart!”

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Broken Heart.// Ch.10

 Bill is ready for the next stage of his life after reaching the happy life he can be with the people he loves and the successful career he has always dreamed of. Marrying his fiancé, Alida. But it all takes an unexpected turn when he asks his wedding planner friend, Y/N, to help plan their wedding.

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It's Saturday, and it's a warm and wonderful day. Bill is lying on the grassy ground, gazing up at the sky. The birds are chirping, it’s like something out of a movie. He is alive and cheery; it is ten o'clock in the morning, but he feels as if he hasn't gotten enough sleep due to excitement. They're almost there; traffic was moderate, but the meeting location was outside of town; he decided that a meadow would be the finest spot for a picnic.

When he hears Aria's voice, he is about to fall asleep. He stands up swiftly and extends his arms to the girl who is rushing towards him. He strokes her wavy hair as she hugs him firmly, and she smells like freshly picked strawberries.

“Hello.” You approach him with a picnic basket in your hand, and he greets you with a broad smile before standing up and seating Aria down. He understands that you are nervous after what happened at his house, and he makes every effort to make you feel at ease. You give each other a short hug. He lets you go away and notes that you and Aria are both dressed in the same style. The pinkish dress looks adorable on your daughter, but it's stunning on you. You blush as his stare falls on you, and you immediately avert your eyes and take a seat next to your daughter. “Did you have to wait this long?”

“The most beautiful thing in the world is waiting for you two.” You bite your lower lip and look at Aria, who doesn't appear to get his flirtation. He grins at you and takes a seat next to you, “But no, I didn't.”

As she sees you putting the food out, Aria tell Bill with a deep scowl on her face and a pout on her lips, "I'm upset at you."  You sigh deeply and open your mouth to tell her to forget about it, but she and Bill have other ideas. He asks as to why, and Aria is more than willing to explain. “When I woke up two nights ago, my mother wasn't home, but she said she was with you. How come you didn't invite me to your sleepover?”

“Aria, we didn't plan the sleepover, your mother had to drop something off at my place, and- you know what, I'm sure she'll bring you to the next one,” he says, looking up. “Is that right, Y/N?” You notice four eyes waiting for your words as you open the sandwich wrap for Aria, so you nod and assist her with the first bite.

“Bill, I think purple is the most beautiful color. I like everything in purple.” It's been about fifteen minutes, and everyone except Aria has eaten their sandwiches. She would rather tell her every thought than eat her meal. She chats about anything that comes to mind, and it's clear that she and Bill have already formed a bond. He pays close attention to her, as if he wants to know everything there is to know about her, while you sit there quietly watching them. Aria does her best to stay still and help Bill as he attempt to wipe the peanut butter from her chin. She rolls her eyes and looks to you as Bill creates a worse mess than before.  “He isn't good at it, mommy.” 

“Aria, that wasn't very nice of you, baby.” You advised her; you taught Aria the value of treating people with kindness, even if they are cruel.

She gives Bill a sidelong glance, and before she can say sorry, Bill shakes his head and adds, “She is correct, Y/N.  I'm new to these things. So tell me, are you looking forward to our sleepover tonight?"

Aria smiles broadly and nods her head, "I even packed my new jammies with me. It's has butterflies on it.” A bunch of children ahead of her attracts her attention before she can say anything else about her outfit. Your gaze is drawn to where hers is, and you predict the question she will ask. When she looks up at you, you nod and help her in standing. She turns away from you and begins talking with her new friends. You like Aria's natural ability to make friends, and you suspect it has something to do with Bill's genes because you aren't always the most popular person in the room.

Bill is watching his daughter go ahead and pick up some flowers when it occurs to him that you, too, enjoy flowers as much as she does. “All the beautiful flowers of the world are here,” he says as his fingers glide across the ground to select the best one. "You should wear one in your hair. ”

“The poppy is a delicate flower. It defoliates if you pick it.” He doesn't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out that you're not talking about flowers. He's aware that you've opted not to discuss your relationship until Aria isn't present.

“How about a daisy then?”  He teases you, and you roll your eyes at him, just as he suspects. He reaches you and places the flower behind your left ear. Someone told him that wearing a flower behind your left ear meant you were in love when he was in Hawaii.

“I don't want it, Bill,” you say as you pull the flower and stare into his eyes. His gaze never leaves yours, as it has in the past. You feel like the luckiest lady on the planet when he stares at you all affectionately. You're scared because you haven't stopped loving him; you know he cares about you, but the thought of this not working rips your heart. “Bill, that night, we made a mistake. I don't want to be confused once more.”

He doesn't consider that night a mistake; in fact, he thinks it the happiest night of his life because you both chose to leave everything behind and spend the night making love in his arms. “We acted without considering the consequences. We acted on our emotions. But is that so wrong?"

“Bill, I'm worried. What if we screw up again, what if this relationship between us doesn't work out? So, what are we going to do? We just can't leave; we have to think about Aria this time.”

“Y/N, you need to quit being so concerned about everything. Yes, we're at a loss for what to do next, but you can't keep living like this. I'm anxious, too,” he palms your left cheek, and you close your eyes under his touch. "But all I care about right now is you and Aria. I'm with you, and I'm finally happy again. Could we please live in the moment and not worry about the future?”

“Promise me that you will never abandon me. Promise me that you'll always be there for me, no matter what life throws at us.” 

“I am yours, Y/N, and I can't imagine living without you and our daughter.”

 Bill lays his daughter down on her bed and walks over to the bookshelf to grab one of the fairytale books. He sits slowly on the edge of the small bed as he open the first page of the book which is about the princess and the dwarfs. Aria scoots over so Bill too can lie down; the view is hilarious, Bill's long legs hanging down from the toddler bed, his body not fitting the small space. "Are you ready for a bedtime story?"

“Yes, but first, I'd like to ask you a question.” He places the book on his lap and looks at Aria, who is staring around the room with interest. “Whose room is this, Bill?”

So, what happens next? Bill had no idea Aria would be mystified as to why his house has a room designated for a small child. He licks his lips and considers that being honest with her is the best thing for her future. "It's... uh... my daughter's room.

“Wait, you have a daughter? Where is she now?”

“She's on her way to me, just like your father. Let's get started on the book right away. It's time for you to go to bed." He clears his throat and begins reading the first page of the book aloud, vocalizing the characters and making a little show for Aria to avert her attention.

Aria falls asleep on his chest after a few pages; he places the book on the bedside table but does not get up right away. He enjoys the moment and watches her, taking in every detail about her. Before turning off the light and leaving her room, he plants a small kiss on her forehead. He finds your name on his phone's screen and makes a Face Time call. As Bill lights a cigarette on the small balcony and smiles at you, your face appears on the screen. "I'm going to be bald, and guess that our daughter is finally sleeping."

“Yes, and I wish you didn't have  to leave after dinner, you know. We could have spent a little time together.” After the picnic, you drove to his house and found that his entire family had plans to meet Aria. You would have turned on the invite and returned to your house even if it weren't for My's incredible cooking ability. You did, however, dine with Bill's family. Fortunately, Aria was the center of attention, so you didn't have to answer as many questions. It was heartwarming to see how they greeted you and Aria with laughter and love.

“I know, playing dolls with you, Aria, and Alex would be hilarious. But I had to go to work,” You show him your office, including the walls and every surface covered in notes and papers. “Things aren't looking good; I might sleep here tonight.”

“Do you want me to come over and help you?”

“I won't be able to keep my hands off you if you come here, and it will only delay my work.” He gives you a dangerous smile, and you almost want to abandon everything and run to his arms.

“I want to be there more now.” You and he talk about other things for a while, and as you tell him about your recent event, you notice that he isn't paying attention to yHis gaze is fixed ahead, and his brows are furrowed deeply. You can tell he's upset about something. When you ask him what it is, all he does is shake his head and stare at the screen with doe eyes. “Y/N, we have to be honest with Aria. She got to know me and now she actually loves me. I don't want her to be confused when we tell her the truth.”

"The pedagogue agrees with you. You are completely right; we must tell her as soon as possible. But we have to find a way to tell her without upsetting her. ” You both remain silent, pondering how to proceed. You grin at the thought that occurs to you, "I have a brilliant idea. I think I know what we should do. ”

//xxx//

“It's all right, dude. If you ask me again if it is working, I will kick your balls and you will never have another child,” Bill's assistant warns him as he continues to set up the projector. His mother, father, and siblings are all waiting for you and Aria to arrive in the living room. Today is the day when you will finally tell her the truth.

Stellan pats Bill on the back as he sits next to his father,” Are you excited, son?

“Don't worry, Bill. Everything will be fine. Relax or you'll have a heart attack." Eija kisses him on the cheek, and he nods, hoping she is right. You texted him fifteen minutes ago that you're on your way to his house, which feels like an eternity to him.

"They're on the driveway, everybody except Bill upstairs," After giving Bill a hug, Valter follows the rest of the family to the stairs.

“Welcome!” Bill opens the front door and Aria is in his arms in seconds. “Aria, we have a surprise for you,” he says as he walks into the living room.

“You do?” She turns to face you, and you nod, her eyes gleaming with excitement. He places Aria on the couch, and you take a seat next to her.

“Yes, we do, baby. Bill and I both know how much you enjoy watching movies and hearing stories. That is why we made a film for you. Do you want to see it?" Aria, of course, nods in response to your question, and you look into Bill's eyes, he is sitting on an armchair next to you. He waits for you to give him the signal, and when you do, he grabs the remote and starts the video. You wink at him and kiss the top of your daughter's head; her gaze is fixed on the large screen across the room. “Now I'm going to tell you a fairy tale, baby, try to listen to me as well, okay?"

“Okay, mommy, promise.”

“There was a father who loved his daughter so much. He had to sail away one day. He had to get away from his family and their home. ” As the screen fills with images of the sea and boats, you speak.

"Like my father."

“He always wanted to go back, to be with his daughter. But unfortunately, he got lost because of the storms and winds. A long time has passed and his little girl grew older. Meanwhile, the father found a way to his daughter. But he couldn't see his daughter, whom he absolutely loved. First, he had to find a house for them to live in. Then he made a lovely room for her." The room that Bill prepared for Aria appears on the screen in slow motion. You recorded everything a few days ago so Bill could send it to his assistant to edit. Your intelligent girl immediately recognizes the bed and the toys.

"Is that Bill's house?” You look at Bill and smile at your daughter, tears welling up on your cheeks, but not from sadness; you are excited and happy for the next chapter of your lives. Aria nudges you and adds, "Tell me how the fairy tale ends, mommy."

You kiss your daughter again as the images on the screen change, saying, "Before I tell you the ending, you need to know the beginning, love. This is a story about your mother and father. Aria, they were madly in love with each other. They were happy together."

There is a photograph of you and Bill. It's from when you two first met at an old friend's birthday party. And it shifts to another picture, one from when you first started dating, with Bill wrapping his arms around you and laughing at the camera. Bill grins at the last picture of you and Bill kissing; you included it so your daughter could understand the dynamics of your relationship.

"Oh, that's Bill. Mommy, Bill is kissing you.” Aria's eyes widen as it finally hits her, and she gasps and covers her mouth with her palm. You wait for her reaction while holding your breath. She looks at Bill for a second before turning to face you, looking shy. “Is Bill my father?”

Bill's heart feels like it's about to burst out of his chest as he watches his daughter climb into your lap. He can't tell if she's happy or not. Is she disappointed? He is concerned that Aria will reject him as a father. “Yes, baby,” you say, bringing him back to reality. "Bill is your father. Would you like a happy ending, Aria?”

“Yes.” You stand up with Aria in your arms and approach Bill; he rises slowly, like a scene from a drama film. His worried eyes scan her face for any indication that Aria is unhappy.

You reach out and take his hand in yours; wanting to reassure him that everything is fine. For a split second, his gaze is locked on yours, and you give him the biggest supportive smile you've ever given. “Say hello to your father, honey. He's finally arrived.”

“Hello. Will I call you dad from now?”

“Only if you want it as well. Aria, do you want me to be your father?"

"I do. You were always with me, but I couldn't understand that you were my father."  Bill is moved to tears by her small voice, which is filled with emotion.

"My daughter, my lovely daughter..." He hesitantly extends his hand to Aria. He notices you are already in tears as he strokes her hair. He cradles Aria in his arms and hugs her tightly, as if letting go of her would cause her to disappear. Aria, on the other hand, wraps her tiny arms around his neck and snuggles. He pulls you in closer, and you rest your forehead on his other shoulder.

”Daddy.”