#BB Knight

[therulersaidnoinvites]

[fisherrprince]

adding “fantasy“ before things is an instant improvement on anything I immediately become more interested in anything if it’s a fantasy version. Train? Sure I like train. Fantasy train though. Political faction? Not that big of a fan but I’ll manage. Fantasy political faction? Hohoho. You have my interest. Knights? Fine. FANTASY knights?????? I’m already in your house with the fantasy knight stuffed in my mouth like they were a post-it

[tom-whore-dleston]

for the event how about snooze with steven grant <3333 they just fit so perfectly together !!

Snooze

Pairing: Steven Grant x f. reader

Word Count: 1.5k

This fic contains: fluff, neighbors to lovers, insomnia, meet cute scenario, confessions, kissing, corny play on lyrics of Snooze

Summary: You are the main constant that helps combat Steven’s insomnia. This night, things are a little bit different.

Notes: omg Sil you are so right about how Snooze is Steven-coded!! Thank you bb for the request and I hope you enjoy 🥰🫶🏽 Thank you to @potatothots for beta reading and sharing your insight 🩷

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Steven glared at the blue squares of his Rubik's Cube. It had been the third time he solved the three dimensional puzzle since the moon illuminated the night sky. The toy tumbled into his lap as Steven’s groggy eyes flickered towards the shimmering sphere that tauntingly gazed back at him. 

The classical record that was meant to aid his sleep came to an end. Steven lost track of how many times he played that record. When his insomnia began many moons ago, the record did wonders for his sleep. Now, it basically is a broken record because of how often he played it at night.

Yet, there was one constant that always helped him fall asleep. And that was you.

You were new to the apartment complex and moved in right next to Steven. The way you both met was one for the books. Your flat mate was running late for work due to lack of sleep from the night before. He rushed out the door, struggling into his coat. Without realizing, his shoelaces dragged carelessly across the floor. Steven, as clumsy as he was, crashed into you carrying a box of clothes, and you both fell to the floor.

The British man’s eyes widened. “Oh my- I am terribly sorry! Are you alright?” His eyes widened even more after one glance upon your beauty.

You sat up chuckling, unaware of his gawking. “No need for apologies. I am perfectly fine.” Then, you noticed the items scattered on the floor.  “Although, I’m not too sure about the pile of clothes.” The man mirrored your movements as you crawled towards an article of clothing.

“Allow me to help you ma’am,” Steven began tossing shirts and sweaters into the box. As you reached for your favorite scarf, a strong hand slightly brushed against yours. You stared into each other's eyes, smiling softly. You could have sworn you saw a twinkle in his brown eyes.

“Oh heavens, I am late for work!” He checked the time on his watch and began to panic. “I missed my bus, too!”

“Perhaps I can take you to work?” You helped him to his feet, and your cheeks grew hot as he began to tower over you.

“Oh no, I-“

“It’s okay. I want to.” You paused. “Don’t worry, I don’t bite.” 

Steven unclenched his jaw and let out a quick laugh. “Thank you ma’am! I cannot thank you enough for your kindness.”

“It’s my pleasure…” your voice dropped upon realizing you didn’t know the name of the British man before you.

“Steven. Steven Grant.”

It was a typical late Saturday night when you arrived at your apartment complex. Your watch peeked through your cuffed long sleeve, catching a glimpse of the time. 

3:00. That was a record time for the latest you came home from a shift at the local bar. Your body, especially your legs, yearned to crash into the coziness of your bed and sleep until the sun was at its peak in the sky. As you approached the door to your apartment, you stopped in your tracks after meeting your neighbor’s hazy eyes.

“Steven?”

The gentleman in question half smiled. “Hello, darling.” 

“Rough night?” You interrogated knowingly. Steven nodded with closed eyes.

You fumbled your key into the lock for a moment before opening the door and stepping to the side. “C’mon in. I’ll make us some tea.”

Steven walked into your apartment and headed towards your couch, as he had done many nights before. He wrapped himself in the blanket you knitted yourself as you fixed a pot of tea. The blanket smelled like you, which always brought him a sense of comfort. A kind of comfort he couldn’t find in his own home. In fact, Steven couldn’t remember the last time he felt any sense of security before meeting you.

“You really fancy that blanket, huh?” You giggled, admiring how adorable he looked being swaddled in your own creation. The day you moved in, you decided to knit a blanket to combat your boredom. Once it was finished, you didn’t dare touch it as you were too afraid it would get ruined. The first night you welcomed Steven into your apartment, he was immediately fascinated with the blanket that he cozied onto your couch bundled in the blanket before falling into the best sleep he had in a while.

“I do, indeed. It helped me sleep when I had no other way of falling asleep.” Steven peered down at the wooly fabric, tracing over the patterns as if his next words were hidden between the stitches.

“Well, I’m happy to have helped you in a subliminal way.” The rest of your surroundings blurred as Steven became the focus of your gaze. Your heart skipped a beat as the dim light in your living room accented his structured face and wavy dark locks. Even with the blanket draped over his frame, his plain white t-shirt did little to hide his muscular arms and broad shoulders.

The abrupt screech of the kettle caused you to jolt and you quickly turned off the stove to avoid the sound reaching your other sleeping neighbors. After steeping chamomile bags in two separate cups, you joined Steven on the couch, leaving a respectful distance between the two of you. You handed him a mug and he gingerly peeled it from your grip. Your teeth gritted together as his soft fingers brushed against yours. Steven frowned, noticing your shift in demeanor.

“You cold, darling?” He shimmied out of the blanket, letting it fall to his waist.

“It’s okay, it’s no big deal-” Suddenly, Steven scooted next to you before throwing the blanket over both of your laps with one hand. It was the smoothest thing you had ever witnessed, you forgot how to breathe in that moment. 

“There we are. It wouldn’t be right of me to hog all of your blanket.” You couldn't help but laugh. Without further thought, you and Steven simultaneously sipped your cups of tea, the hot beverage instantly calming your mind and muscles. Steven hummed happily as the tea warmed his body. Yet, he was still wide awake.

The grandfather clock that stood strong in your living room ticked loudly to fill the silence of the room. It glared dauntingly into your and Steven’s souls as you drank your tea while avoiding each other’s gazes. The pendulum swung from side to side as if waiting for one of you to make a move. As Steven drank the last drop of tea, he was left with no other choice but to break the silence.

“You know something, love?” You suddenly became more interested in Steven as you set the mug on your coffee table. “Ever since I met you, things have changed.”

“I hope it’s a good kind of change.”

Steven peered down, smiling softly. “Yeah, it was. For starters, you have really helped me combat this insomnia. I couldn’t tell you about the last time I had a good night’s sleep.” Your lips curled into a dopey grin, and your skin grew hot. Yet neither the tea nor the blanket contributed to the warm feeling inside you. 

“Then, there is your kindness. No one has been as nice as you have been to me so it feels reassuring to know there’s still good people out there. You are also extremely bold. To move all the way from across the pond is…It’s brave. You’ve done all the things I’m scared to do.” He rambled on and on but one thing reeled in your attention. “To tell you the truth, I’m quite smitten with you, love.” 

“Steven…” You were at a loss for words. Your heart skipped a beat after learning he felt the same way about you. 

“Forgive me if I am too forward, but-”

“No, not at all. In fact, I feel the same way towards you.” Your hands met in the middle of the blanket, bringing you back to the moment your hands first touched outside your doors. This time, the spark between you two was much stronger.

“Can I kiss you, love?” 

“I thought you would never ask.”

Steven laughed before cupping your face with his large hands and pressing his lips against yours. The kiss was soft and sweet yet full of passion. It reminded you of a flame so bright you couldn’t help but reach out and touch it because you knew it wouldn’t hurt or scar you. Your lips molded together like a sculptor forming the greatest piece that’ll be admired for centuries to come. Time froze as your lips danced in unison and space ceased to exist around you and between you. 

Losing sleep was the last thing on Steven’s mind. For how could he lose when he was with you? Sleep will eventually find its way back to him. He couldn’t snooze and miss the moment of you and him in each other’s embrace.

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Youngest child of king Aegon V Targaryen and Betha Blackwood. He was a warrior, with a rebellious character that matched the one of his siblings. For this, he will break his betrothal oath to lady Olenna Redwyne, preferring the company of a knight named Jeremy Norridge, with whom he’ll die in battle.

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[dunaldoodles]

How about Ardent having a fun silly time? Maybe at a water park. Maybe on the slides.

They much prefer just sitting in the water in the wave pool or lazy river to going down a slide. They're too big for slides, anyway, and there's nothing better than an underwater nap! Thankfully Voidlings don't need to breathe!

[therulersaidnoinvites]

[ebodebo]

omg! fine! i’ll post my arkham knight edit jeez!!!! since everyone asked for it!!! (no one asked or wanted it)

[afolksongs]

[kaycode1999]

Ok ROTB bumblebee meets a human falls for the (bumblebee crushing hard) human

It took me a while, but I hope you enjoy

ROTB Bumblebee x Reader

It started when Y/N had mentioned she/he/they had never been to a drive in before. Bee, Y/N, Mirage, and Arcee were just hanging out together in the bots secret headquarters when somehow Drive in theaters had been brought up and how Bee was always going to one and watching movies ( Optimus had banned him before his “ death” and subsequent revival but ever since Bee had been brought back to life, OP hadn’t dared continue the ban).

When Y/N had admitted she/he/they had never been to a drive in Bee had all but lost his mind, much to Y/N’s amusement. Bee had then suggested they go together, “ Sure, I’d love to Bee.” Y/N says with a smile before noticing the time on her/his/their watch “ crap, I have to get ready for work.”. Y/N walks over to get her/his/their keys before turning back to the yellow and black bot, “ I’m off on Friday though, pick me up around 8?”. “ You got it” Bee says through his radio. Y/N smiles at him before heading towards the exit uttering goodbyes to everyone. Bee stands there watching the space where Y/N disappeared from view for a few seconds before he notices the looks from Mirage and Arcee, “ What?” he asks confused. “ Nice, you scored a date with Y/N?” Mirage questions with a smirk. “ Not- a date.” Bee say’s defensively “ We’re just friends.”. And for the next few days Arcee and Mirage continued to tease him about it mercilessly much to his annoyance.

He hadn’t thought about it until Arcee and Mirage started teasing him about it, but now he realized he was completely in love with Y/N and he hated it. It’s not like there was even a chance she/he/they could like him back or that they could be together right? He thought about going to Y/N and calling it off but he also didn’t want to make anything weird between them and he did love spending time with her/him/them.

Friday

Bee picked Y/N up at 8 like planned and they headed to the theater, and Bee tried his best to seem normal to Y/N though his spark was aching. After they’d paid and gotten settled Bee had realized he hadn’t bothered to check the movie they were watching on the way in.

As if the universe were mocking him the theater began playing The Princess Bride. By itself it was a great movie and he’d seen it several times, but having Y/N with him- looking so extremely adorable as she/he/they watched in awe. The sweet/romantic nature of the movie only served to further rub it in his face that he’d never be able to have that with this human that had become so special to him in the short time they’d know each other, and now as he was forced to watch the two characters be in love and kiss and hold each other he regretted coming here more than anything.

As much as he loved watching movies at the drive in he was so grateful when it finally ended. The second the credits started rolling he basically peeled out making a B-line for Y/N’s apartment as she/he/they gushed over the movie. He finally pulled into the alley behind Y/N’s apartment coming slowly to a stop, “ Hey, you alright Bee?” Y/N asks slightly concerned “ you seem awfully quiet after watching one of your favorite movies.”. “ I’m — totally fine.” He assures through his radio, he then transforms placing Y/N on the balcony outside of her/his/their apartment. Y/N turns to face him with a smile, “ Thanks Bee, that was a lot of fun.” She/he/they says “ We should definitely go again sometime.”. He smiled slightly and nodded, “ Well, I should probably let you get back to headquarters now.” Y/N says “ Maybe I can stop by tomorrow?”. “ Any time.” Bee says, Y/N takes a few steps closer and places a kiss on his cheek then steps back. “ Goodnight, Bumblebee” She/he/they say before walking over to the window, opening it and glancing back at the bot for just a second giving him a smile before climbing in, closing the window and shutting the curtains.

Bee stood there paralyzed for several moments after Y/N disappeared from view before he slowly lifted up his hand to touch the place where Y/N had kissed his cheek. He took a step back from the balcony dropping his hand to his side as a dopey smile made its way onto his face, and he decided he didn’t care about the fears and worries he had before- Y/N could or could not feel the same and maybe things could work out with them or maybe the wouldn’t but he had to at least let Y/N know his feelings.

He then transformed back into his vehicle mode racing off back to the ‘bot’s headquarters. He may have nearly gotten into a handful an accidents on the way there because he kept replaying the kiss in his mind instead of paying as much attention as he should have been, but it was totally worth it.

[bonefall]

Mistystar with 100 extra lives because of all the people who want to back her

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Mistyfoot: "I killed my leader... I saw no other choice, it was the only way to prevent the downfall of my beloved Clan, I did it not out of ire but out of love for my Clanmates, for self-preservation... the blood will never wash out of my claws, no one shall ever know what happened on that fateful day besides the Stars above, and I can only hope that the cold glimmer of the night sky is a blink of love, and not of rage"

700000 dead cats: "We know this, and we love you,"

[claudia-kishi]

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[kunoichi-of--destiny]

Vampire Knight: I'm one of the most worst shoujo series ever!

Black Bird: Hold my beer.