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riskyraiker · 3 months ago

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Music to your ears

Sub!Schlatt x Dom!reader

AN: HELLO! I finally write something for the big guy! And a lot of people on Tumblr say he's a top but to me he's the tough guy who loves being a bottom. If you have requests for Schlatt OR TED i can do them. There is a list pinned on my profile of what i write, go check it out!

Reader is GN, but called mommy. No specific anatomy described

Tags: Sub Schlatt, Mommy kink, Dom reader. Blowjob, degrading, overstimulation and praising.

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You and Schlatt are dating but sometimes his internet persona got onto your nerves. "Look at this bitch, so dumb!" There he went and made fun of everyone who made a dumb mistake he saw in the tiktoks he was reacting to. You are there too, because Schlatts fans love when you guys make content together. But right now it wasn't so fun for you. Having a dirty idea sounded fun at least and so you did it, you whispered dirty things into his ear. "How 'bout I turn you into a bitch just for me?" You did get a reaction out of him so you acted quick, smooched his cheek and left saying you're tired and thirsty. You didn't hear him speak until you left the room, you got your phone and watched his stream. He's red as a tomato yelling at chat that he's not blushing and you loved when he got flustered. Forgetting the stream, laying on the couch, putting your phone down and turning the TV on. Not long after you could hear Jambo and [REDACTED] meowing next to you wanting food. "Sup little fellers. Hope your dad won't kick me out after that trick I pulled." Lifting Jambo up into your arms, [REDACTED] following behind. You walk to the kitchen, putting the cat down and getting their food from the cabinet. "There you go little guys. Better not be hungry now." Surprisingly Schlatt had ended stream few minutes ago and quietly walked into the kitchen right behind you so you wouldn't manage to run away from him. Not until his hands wrap around your waist and get a good hold, pinning you against the wall. There's an intense but lust filled look in both of your eyes. "How fucking dare you pull such a trick on stream! Are you that greedy?" Schlatt wasn't actually mad, but just embarrassed and quite horny. If he gave you an attitude you gave one back "Me greedy? You're the one who has been whining the past week for a man to rail the shit out of you when you see even one clip of them!" As if you would be a bottom. Never! That man was more submissive than you would think. Schlatt is of course taller than you, but he doesn't have you under his control.

“You like the idea of being dominated and I would love the idea of having you whining under me.” You spat back and that made Schlatt freeze. Taking the chance, you kiss him and push him against the opposite wall. “Let’s see who’s greedy now, pretty boy” You both continue to make out for a while until your mouth is on his neck. Sucking, kissing, biting and licking on every part you can, marking him up. Small whines leave his throat, he has his mouth shut tight as possible but it doesn't help. Schlatt's cock already hard, yet you give his crotch zero attention. His hands are on your hips holding you still and to keep you close. “Hands off, I'm gonna test you and see if that little whisper of mine will stand.” Schlatt lets out a whine and puts his hands on his head, holding his hair. You start to go lower, exploring his body with your hands, lifting up his shirt and kissing his v-line. Pulling his trousers down along with his boxers, his cock sprungs free from the tight space. You grab his cock and squeeze it from the base and watch as precum slides from the tip. Giving the tip a small kiss you take it into your mouth, and immediately sucking hard. You earn a loud moan from the action, so you start bobbing your head. Schlatt’s hands find their place in your hair, but you stop once you feel them. “Toots, don't stop now..” Schlatt whines and doesn't realize his mistake. Taking the cock out of your mouth, “Did I say you could touch me or hold my hair? You slut.” Schlatt can't process your words and tries to move you by tugging your hair. You rise from your knees and grab his chin firmly, but not hard enough to hurt him. “Did you even hear what I just said? No. Touching.” Schlatt just looks slightly over you, but you go on your toes to claim eye contact. “I'm sorry..so sorry, mommy” You let go of his chin and go back on your knees. “That's what I thought. You better behave or I'll leave you like this.” Schlatt whined once again and tried his best to keep still.

You don't start to suck him off immediately, but you jerk him off slightly at first, just to get a reaction out of him. Once your mouth is back on him, the melodies his throat creates are pure heaven to your ears. Schlatts hips twitch a little, but you push them back, Schlatt his his lower back on the corner of the kitchen island. "Toots..fuck. D-don't stop. I'm abo- Ngh~" God you would give him what he wants, but you're not here to pleasure him like he deserves it. You're here to teach him a lesson. You slow your movement to brutally slow and squeezing his cocks base lightly. The slutty moan he let out is like out of a porno. "I'm not here to blow you off and give you what you want, Jay. Like I said before, I'm going to make you my bitch. So you take what I give you and won't cum until I say so, you understand?" Schlatt being so fucked in the head can't even speak properly, focused on your hand squeezing his cock and barely listeting to your words. "You understand?" You repeat and this time Schlatt hears it. "Yes mommy, i'll be good." Now that's more like it, you could almost call yourself a brat tamer if you're able to have Schlatt like this.

"That's my good boy." You put your lips on the tip and licked the slit, until taking him in your mouth much as possible. Hollowing your cheeks, you start to move. Schlatts eyes widen at the sensation and brings his hand and biting it to quieten himself. You notice and pull his hand down by his triceps since it's the closest thing you can grab. Schlatt took the hint and let out the noises he made, making you more horny and closing your eyes. "Fuck, Toots I'm so close, please let me cum!" Now that was your cue to slow down, making Schlatt wonder why stopped. Realization dawned on him as he remembered your words. "I'm going to make you my bitch." You weren't going to make him beg for release, were you? Oh you absolutely were as you took his cock out of your mouth with a single pop. A single whine was what schlatt let out and leaned his head back. You just kissed his thighs, balls and his lower stomach, waiting for his orgasm to slide away. And not long after your mouth was on him again. Schlatt craved his orgasm so much that tears started to form in his eyes as he tried to stay still as possible. "Toots, this isn't fa- ahhah, isn't fair." Schlatt's mumbling echoed to deaf ears as you sucked him off hard as possible and stopping once again when Schlatt's body language showed he was close.

After five minutes you gave Schlatt the chance to prove himself. You could've went for longer, but won't be too cruel. "Now is your chance to prove that you deserve to cum." The second you stopped talking Schlatt's mouth was spilling words out so quick you couldn't even make out what he said. "Jay, speak clearly or I will continue the next five minutes this same routine." "Mommy please. I- I can't take it much longer" The tears bubbling in his eyes, threatening to fall. "I'll let you come if you say what you are, whose are you and where you belong." Schlatt whined and opened his mouth to talk, but struggled with the words. "I'm yo- I'm a your bitch, only yours, and I belong under you. Now Toots please!" Schlatt begged as you were satisfied with the answer. "That's better, my own bitch. Such a good one aswell. Now from now on I expect you to behave." Schlatt didn't have time to even nod as he felt your warm mouth around his cock. Far too overstimulated and tortured he couldn't help but let the tears of overstimulation fall and moan. His throat his hurting already, but he doesn't care. There's much better things going on. "Toots I'm going to cum! Im goin- nngh" You tried to swallow much as possible but few drops slided on your jaw and you neck, some fell on the floor. "That's my good boy." You rose from your knees, put your hands on his cheeks and swiping tears off with your thumbs. "You okay? I didn't go too far, did i?" Schlatt nodded his head and let the words fall out of his mouth. "I'm fine, Toots. Great even and you could never go too far with me." He smiled and put his head on your shoulder best he could. You cleaned everything up and cuddled with Schlatt the rest of the evening. "You know Toots. I think we should do that again sometime." You raised a brow. "I thought you would never ask."

That day wasn't the last time you were in control..

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AN: OMG I HAD TECHNICAL PROBLEMS WITH THIS😭😭😭yet i hope you will enjoy this!!!! Love you all🫶🫶

#dom reader #bottom schlatt #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt smut #schlatt x reader #submisive and breedable

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wileys-russo · 1 year ago

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personal photographer II l.freigang x reader

she’s so incredibly girlfriend coded - based on this request here. personal photographer II l.freigang x reader

your eyes slowly fluttered awake as you heard a click near your ear, "baby please no." you mumbled tiredly, covering your face with your hands as your girlfriend towered over you, her dreaded camera held to her eye.

"you look so pretty in the morning." laura cooed, moving to straddle you on top of the covers as she continued to take photos with a grin, holding your wrists in her hand as you glared up sleepily at the camera, hearing one final click.

"good morning schatz." the german whispered, moving to pin your hands softly to the mattress as she attacked your face with kisses, your own lips unable not to curl up into a soft smile as your cheeks flushed pink.

with one final smooch laura hopped off you and out of bed, meaning you winced at the bright sunlight that flooded the room as your girlfriend suddenly yanked open the curtains.

"laura!" you moaned out as she held her camera up again, snapping another photo of you half asleep bathed in the gentle morning sunshine, causing you to roll over and bury your face in the pillow.

"time to wake please my beloved!" the blonde sang out as you felt her weight settle on top of your back. you relaxed as her lips trailed their way up your bare back, gently kissing along the warm tanned skin.

"hello." her head flopped down on the pillow beside you as your head turned, cracking one eye open to meet her lopsided grin. "let's go get breakfast. up!" her hand playfully smacked your bum, stealing another quick kiss and moving off you.

with a sigh you rolled onto your back, rubbing your eyes tiredly and shuffling back into a sitting position, pulling the duvet up to your shoulders with a shiver and a yawn.

"laura!" you scowled at her as the taller girl snapped yet another photo of you, only blowing you a kiss and skipping out of the room, swinging the camera around as she went. "too early for that stupid thing." you grumbled, wiping the sleep from the corner of your eyes with your thumb.

knowing your girlfriend was hardly patient you hurried yourself into the shower and sure enough a few moments later she joined you in the bathroom, pulling herself up to sit by the sink, already dressed and ready.

"where should we go to eat lau?" you called out, rinsing the soap off your body and turning the tap off, the blonde handing you your towel as your arm shot out expectantly.

"the one on the corner? with all the plants and the benches outside?" laura suggested, head buried in her phone as you hummed in agreement, stepping out of the shower and wrapping your towel around you.

"hello sexy!" the blonde looked up and whistled cheekily, snapping a few photos of you on your phone as you flipped her off, disappearing into the bedroom to change.

"i already laid out clothes for you liebling." your girlfriend called out as you noticed the outfit sat neatly on your bed, shaking your head with a small smile at the gesture.

"like it?" laura asked, hugging you from behind and softly kissing your neck as you finished changing. "i look like you." you teased, your socks the only item of clothing currently on your body which didn't belong to the blonde.

"so then what is not to like?" laura grinned, peppering your face with kisses again and grabbing your hand, tugging you out with her toward the front door.

with it being such a sunny day you both took your time strolling hand in hand down the street to the cafe, swinging your intertwined fingers back and forth and chattering away to one another, the two of you seemingly never running out of things to talk about.

"oh! liebchen stand there please." your girlfriends hands moved to your shoulders, pushing you gently and gesturing for you to pose as she took a few steps back and brought her camera up to her face.

"smile!" she ordered making you roll your eyes and crack a smile, squinting slightly from the sun as you heard a click and the two of you continued on your walk. you stole your girlfriends sunglasses from where they sat on top of her head, dropping them down onto your nose as you arrived.

"thank you." you both chimed in unison after the young girl working had come over and taken your order, settling back into your chairs conversing. "why?" you whined as your coffees arrived and once again the girl held her camera up to her face.

"because you are my muse baby, obviously." the german smiled charmingly in her adorable accent once she'd taken her photos, the camera hanging slack around her neck again as she sipped on her coffee.

"i will be back liebling." your girlfriend stood and pecked your lips a few times sweetly once she'd finished her food, as always finishing much faster than you. you were always teasing the blonde for inhaling her food instead of tasting it.

you assumed she'd gone to use the bathroom as you continued to eat, soaking up the gloriously warm weather and looking forward to the rest of the afternoon to be spent with your girlfriend who also had the day off.

speaking of, as she took her time you grew a little concerned, it had easily almost been twenty minutes and there was no sign of her. you tried calling her however it rang out which caused your frown to deepen. she loved to mess around but surely she wouldn't have ditched you?

but as soon as you started to spiral, overthinking all the reasons your girlfriend would have left you for, you caught sight of her mop of blonde hair making her way back over from inside and you let out a prolonged sigh of relief.

"lau where the hell did you-" "tada!" the words dried up in your mouth as the grinning striker held out a bunch of gloriously bright colored poppies wrapped up in brown paper.

"for you, my beautiful girl." laura bent down with a soft smile, your lips pressed against one anothers as you grabbed her face tenderly stroking her jaw with your thumbs, pulling away and melting at the sight of her as she kissed you a few more times and sat back down across from you.

"how did you even..." you trailed off as you very carefully placed the boquet of flowers on the table, your girlfriend quite sweaty and her face flushed red. you smiled as she held up a finger signalling you to wait as she chugged a glass of water.

"i ran to the markets." she exhaled, pouring another glass and chugging that before glancing at you and to your leftovers with a raised eyebrow. you nodded and slid the plate to her as her face lit up, eagerly tucking into the last of your meal.

"you do know we could have just gone to the markets together after we eat?" you teased with a shake of your head as she shrugged, mumbling something about already having plans for the two of you with a mouthful of food.

your gaze drifted back to the poppies, which she of course had remembered were your favourite flower, touching them fondly as your lips curled into a grateful smile.

though that dropped when you heard yet another click, laura's face hidden behind her camera as it clicked again and you couldn't help but laugh. the taller girl sent you a wink and a cheeky grin, announcing she'd paid already and standing up, offering you her hand as you picked up your flowers.

"babe!" you laughed again as you began to walk back to your apartment, the girl behind you as you heard another few clicks. "what? i am just documenting how good your bum looks in my shorts, for science." she caught up to you, stealing a kiss and smacking you on the behind, sprinting off and calling over her shoulder that last one home was a loser.

your own personal photographer.

#laura freigang x reader #woso x reader #woso #woso fanfics #laura freigang #woso blurbs #woso imagine #gerwnt

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vympirestake · 1 year ago

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Hello, could I please request head cannons for: Veronica Sawyer, poly Billy and stu, brahms heelshire, and marko from the lost boys where their s/O is very insecure about how they look and always wear a mask and maybe their reaction to seeing their face for the first time.

— Insecure Masked S/O

— Various x GN!Reader, just fluff, headcanons

— Mentions of insecurity, a little bit of bullying maybe

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— Veronica Sawyer

Veronica is your knight in shining armor, your protector and biggest supporter

Her alliance with the Heathers makes it so, if she so chose, she could squash anyone who dare try to shun you either for your mask or (this bring a semi small town) your actual face if they've seen it

She's always quick to your defence, whether or not you were going to defend yourself she is chewing everyone out and moving you to where she can check up on you

Literally starstruck when she sees your face

She's more gentle than the others, opting to gently brush her fingertips along your cheeks, across your jaw, smoothing your hair down if the mask had covered it

She is really just in awe, wanting to make you feel wholly loved and appreciated for everything you are

If anything, she gets more protective of you. Feeling as though, because you entrusted her with the barest part of you, she needs to keep it safe

For a complete sidenote, I think in this AU instead of thirsting for Veronica, JD sees himself in her fierce passion for you (and he just thinks you're neat, probably always talking down society and norms to encourage you) so he ropes her into killing in your name

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— Poly Ghostface

In a couple words, the general idea is that these boys would kill and be killed for you

This goes for really just in general, mask or no mask, but the fact that you are so insecure almost seems to triple this instinct

You can bet they're shoved right into your sides whenever you're in public, staring down and threatening anyone who even looks at you funny

When you finally decide to show them your face they both sit in their anxious anticipation

They'll love you no matter what, don't get me wrong, but they don't want to mess this up and make you more uncomfortable

When you actually show them they both just sit there like :0, literally in the gif just wide eyed with their mouths slightly agape

Stu giving a quiet whisper of "woah, man" before diving in to finally kiss your face for the first time

Billy (lowkey pissed Stu beat him to it) moves the blonde out of the way so he can get his smooch too, both assuring you beyond a shadow of a doubt that they love you masked or not

Billy especially gets almost a power thrill from seeing your face, knowing he's one of a very select few to actually see you which, in his mind, makes you all the more his

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— Brahms Heelshire

Of anyone, Brahms is going to understand your insecurities the best

Your mask is probably what made him comfortable in his choice to finally reveal himself

He knew that you wouldn't judge or be afraid of him purely because of his face or his way of hiding it

When you do finally reveal your face to Brahms, he is filled with nothing but pure adoration

He knows that taking off your mask, removing that layer of security, and being so very vulnerable around him makes Brahms fall that much deeper in love with you

Unfortunately, this probably means he would end up staring for an uncomfortably long amount of time, nearly making you regret removing the mask in the first place

Before you could fathom apologizing Brahms, in turn, removes his own mask

It's such a gentle moment, quietly and with so much care exploring the newly revealed skin of the other

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— Marko

While Marko doesn't necessarily understand your insecurity, he nontheless tries his hardest to make sure you're more or less as comfortable as possible

He strives to make you as comfortable in your own skin as he can

He's always right by your side, offering a comforting hand or a moment alone

You know the other boys are always checking back on you two, especially looking out for Marko flagging down their newest meal who thought being disrespectful towards you would be ok

Marko has an interesting opinion on it, knowing that his "human" face is really only a mask for the vampiric one but it makes him not as serious as the others might be

Not to say he doesn't understand the importance of this! But more that he feels the removal of the "mask" is empowering and therefore should be celebrated

So when you remove the mask for the first time, he's whooping and hollering

"yeah! that's my s/o" while he bounds up to kiss you

probably immediately shows you his vampire face (if you haven't seen it already) so you can finally see each other bare

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daisynik7 · 11 months ago

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Hi, how are you? I hope that well. My delusion for Ino led me to wonder how he would react to receiving a somewhat unusual (if you know what I mean 🫣🔥) photo of his girlfriend during work hours. But it's okay if you don't want to write 🥰🫶🏻

cw: established relationship, smut

Author’s Note: Hello my dear! I’m not open for requests, but I’ve also been thinking about this so I couldn’t resist writing this drabble. Enjoy! Divider credit to @/cafekitsune.

Ino usually knows better than to check his phone during work hours, especially when he’s on a mission with his mentor. It’s a Saturday night and he’s been called in last-minute to exorcise curses infesting the basement of a local elementary school. Nanami accompanies him, so naturally, he’s on his best behavior, always striving to impress his senpai. Typically, his phone is on silent, tucked away in his pocket, his attention completely focused on completing the task at hand. He normally doesn’t let anything distract him.

Today’s a little bit different. It’s your anniversary.

You surprise him earlier with breakfast in bed, starting off with you riding his face until he’s devoured every last drop of you. It’s his absolute favorite; the best way to start any morning, in between your thighs with his tongue stroking your clit until you’re gushing all over him. Then, the two of you cook an actual meal consisting of some of your favorite dishes: a steaming bowl of miso soup, steamed rice, fluffy eggs. It’s routine now, the way you maneuver the kitchen together. Ino leaning over the kitchen stove, steam surrounding his face as he smiles down at the pot, stirring the broth slowly. You peeking over his shoulder, dropping the cubed tofu pieces carefully, sneaking a quick smooch on his cheek. For lunch, Ino reserves a special sake tasting at your favorite bar in Shinjuku, where you both indulge in the smooth liquor and tasty appetizers. Afterwards, you pick up food for take-out and head back home to enjoy the rest of your evening comfortably.

It's just when the two of you are exchanging presents that Nanami calls him in for work. Ino already unwrapped your gift to him, his fingers exploring the silky fabric of the lingerie delicately, his lips parted in awe, salivating at the thought of you modeling this for him. He almost lets the call go to voicemail, ready to take you right here, right now. “Taku,” you giggle as he scatters wet kisses along your neck, his hands trying to work your shirt off, his phone still ringing. “Nanami is calling you.”

He groans into your skin, clearly frustrated at the horrible timing of it all, but he eventually picks up, reluctantly agreeing to meet his senpai as soon as possible. “I’ll be back soon, okay? And we are going to continue exactly where we left off,” he demands, kissing you fiercely on the lips.

As much as you love and adore your boyfriend, you can’t help but mess with him just a little bit.

That’s how he ends up in his current situation, in the middle of his mission on a quick break, rock hard as he stares at his phone screen. It’s a selfie of you, his wonderful, naughty girlfriend posing with the lingerie on, the lace hugging all of your curves perfectly, the sheer fabric exposing the parts of you that only he’s lucky enough to see. The message sent with the photo reads as follows:

Hurry, baby. I’m waiting for you.

That’s what does it. Ino effortless eliminates all the remaining curses in record time that even Nanami praises him, which is rare for him to do. Within the next half hour, he returns home, takes the quickest and most efficient shower he’s ever taken, and is in bed with you, raring to go. And for this, he takes his damn time because both you and he deserve it.

#ino takuma #takuma ino #ino takuma x reader #ino takuma smut #ino takuma x you #ino takuma fluff #takuma ino x reader #takuma ino smut #takuma ino x you #takuma ino fluff #ino smut #ino x reader #ino x you #jjk x reader #jjk smut

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m0chis-cafe · 2 years ago

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how i think heartslabyul dorm members would kiss you.. ⋆⑅˚₊

word count; 1.6k

warnings; none

characters: riddle, trey, cater, ace, and deuce

riddle rosehearts🌹

-i think that he would give very soft kisses, but kinda messy as he's inexperienced

-whenever he kisses you, it would taste like whatever tea he was drinking (or sweets he got from trey)

-very gentle holding you, cupping your cheeks in his glove hands or holding your hips/waist while rubbing his thumbs along you

-he would prefer to kiss you in private (his dorm room, ramshackle, ect)

-if you did kiss him in front of anyone else, especially someone from his own dorm, h would get extremely flustered and turn the color of the roses surrounding heartslabyul

-often kisses your hand and cheek

-if you were stressed or anxious riddle would make you relax and give you plenty of kisses

-overall, 10/10 would smooch

you spent most of your free time with Riddle in the heartslabyul lounge, and today was no different. you both had your respective teacups set on the table. Riddle had one of his legs spread far on the couch and the other hanging off with you sitting between them slouched down so your head was resting on his chest. He was reading a novel that rested on your head and you were scrolling through magicam.

you didn't even notice him setting down his book, all you felt were arms wrapping around you and you sat up a little taller. he settled his chin on your shoulder. you slightly turned your head in his direction turning our phone off in the process, "Hello love" you spoke softly trying not to break the calming aura that surrounded you both.

He lightly pecked your cheek then rested his forehead against yours, "Hello rose" you brought your hands up to cup his cheeks. He grabbed both of your hands, bringing them more in front of him. You felt him lean into your hands as he closed his eyes and left little kisses up and down your palms.

"I love you prefect" you heard in between his kisses on your hands. you slowly pulled both of your hands into your lap, "I love you too" you murmured before leaning forward and catching his soft lips in a kiss. *Hm- he tastes like honey...*

trey clover♣️

-his kisses would be short and sweet

-Trey is alway holding you close when he kisses you

-mostly when you're just sitting on the counter watching him cook, in between him mixing and baking he would lean over and give you a quick kiss (maybe letting you taste test something he's making ;))

-mostly gives you kisses on your neck when he hugs you from behind, or on your head as he's so damn tall (seriously wtf)

-would be embarrassed to give you a kiss on the head around others

-not super into PDA though, especially around the freshman (shhh, but last time he did kiss you in front of ace on accident he relentlessly teased trey for the following week)

you sat quietly on the counter in heartslabyuls kitchen as you watched trey walk around baking all sorts of sweets for an upcoming unbirthday celebration. He seemed so in his element. He put a chestnut tart in the oven and turned around to check on you, seeing that you were already staring at him.

you flushed a little at being caught on the other hand, trey had the smuggest look "like what you see?". you crossed your arms over your chest and murmured a response that he couldn't hear. He made his way to you, settling himself between your legs that hung over the counter, his arms quickly circling your waist. "cmon, I was just teasing."

you glanced towards the wall to avoid his gaze refusing to give in. He lightly grabbed your chin with one of his hands pulling you to face him, one still holding your waist. "You can be the first to try the raspberry tarts when they're out of the oven..."

"...fine." *Damn he knows my weaknesses...* he gives you a small smile kissing your head before walking back to his sweets.

cater diamond♦️

-his kisses are always full of passion... but they're kind of messy

-he likes to grab your face and squish your cheeks calling you adorable before kissing you all over your face

-mostly forehead kisses though, and along your jaw

-another one that likes to hold you from behind

-gives you lots of random kisses wherever is closest when you're both just scrolling through magicam and cuddling

-you're laying on him, he's kissing the top of your head

-he's lying his head in your lap, he's moving to either kiss your stomach or thighs

-they're very random but very sweet

You and cater had spent the afternoon lounging in his dorm room. currently, you were both on his bed, you have one leg hooked over his torso with your phone in your hand as both you and cater scroll through magicam, stopping occasionally to show each other something you found on your explore pages. The more Cater scrolled the more boring his feed got, so much so that he eventually just shut off his phone and set it down. He leaned down to give you a small kiss on the crown of your head.

"Darling, I'm bored". you glanced up from your screen to see him just staring down at you with a small pout on his lips. "Well then why don't we go see if trey has any new sweets made, yea?" you tried, he nodded enthusiastically, and you leaned forward to give him a small peck on the lips. when you tried pulling away, he grabbed your face and started littering it with kisses. "Cay-cay, cmonnn! sweets are waiting!", he stopped momentarily to gaze into your eyes, "the sweets can wait, now I just want you" before sealing your lips with his own.

ace trappola♥️

-he's such a little shit

-would absolutely act like he's going in to kiss you, but then pull away last second

-would go back in and give you a real kiss... after he's finished laughing

-not but fr he would love kissing your nose and cheeks, and hands

-loves when you come to his basketball club meetings to watch him play and then give him a kiss

-he'd be so happy

-besides that, not too into PDA, I think he likes to have his own moments with you that show you more that he cares

-but if anyone saw yall in public they'd just think you guys were best friends... besides the fact that 99% of the time he's holding your hand

Ace had asked you to come to meet him at the end of his basketball club practice so that you both could go to sams shop afterward. When you walked into the gym you saw his bright red hair immediately, you just stood near the bleachers and waited for them to be done.

Once they finished, he noticed you by the stands on your phone, he quickly said bye to Floyd and Jamil as he rushed over to you and wrapped you up in a hug. "Hey!" he said with a big smile. you wrapped your arms around his neck giving him a quick peck on the lips giggling slightly at the boy's antics, "hi ace, you did great."

"Aww, thanks, prefect. I know I did so much better than Jamil right." you glanced over to see said boy glaring daggers at the back of his head. "Sure, yea well say that" as you laced your hands together leading you both towards sams.

deuce spade♠️

-he gets so nervous every time

-I'm seeing his lips being slightly chapped but still nice

-his kisses are always short and sweet

-another one that will almost flat out refuse PDA, unless its something small like holding your hand

-Deuce often opts to kiss your hands, I can also see him doing the thing where you guys rub your noses together then he pulls away and kisses your nose (yk what I'm talking about)

-prefers going on dates with you and showing affection like that, giving you small physical affection when it's just the two of you

The sun was blaring down on you and duece as you walked through the rose gardens in heartslabyul. his hand was laced with yours as you both wandered. out of the corner of your eye, you saw a white flash in the bushed. releasing his hand you bent down to peer into the rose's foliage, only to see a small white rabbit.

while reaching out your hand to the small snowy ball of fluff in front of you, you saw deuce kneeling down beside you, "is there something there prefect?"

"it's a rabbit" you state matter of factually. its ears perked up hearing you both talk, its eyes darting between you both. "I think it's scared, we should take it back to heartslabyul" your hand finally reached the rabbit allowing it to sniff your hand before nuzzling into it. allowing you to pick it up and bring it to your chest.

deuce just stared at it, "it's kind of cute, maybe cater would want to take magicam photos with it" you silently nodded, lowering your face to rub noses with the rabbit giggling at the tickling feeling.

he couldn't help but smile at the interaction, leaning in a pecking your cheek. you turned your face to look at him, a slight blush covering your cheeks as his hand cupped the side of your jaw. he leaned forward rubbing his nose against yours in a similar fashion to what you had done to the rabbit seconds ago. He pulled away after a little and kissed your nose. silently you both got up hand in hand and carried the rabbit back to heartslabyul.

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anonymouslymadebydesign · 2 years ago

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I have a request please!

Could you write about Eddie dear and Frank frankly taking care of a regressed reader?

(Headcannon or fanfic I don’t mind!)

Sorry I didn’t notice I got an ask !! Im still getting used to Tumblrs interface, especially since it’s so different on my phone than my laptop (╯‿╰,)

Absolutely ! I’ll do headcanons since everything is so new, but I hope you enjoy it anon ! Hope you don’t mind that I like writing reader as a fellow puppet of the Neighborhood.

Synopsis : Frank and Eddie take care of you during dinner time and tuck you in for bed

✿ ⌂ ✿ ⌂ ✿ ⌂

✿ Just like Julie, you would consider yourself pretty good friends with Frank. You trusted him more than anyone else in the Neighborhood. So when he finally made it official with Eddie, you were over the moon for him! Now you had two besties to hang out with

✿ Most everyone knew you age regressed occasionally, heck, some of your fellow neighbors did as well ! Sally, for example, regressed like you do and made for wonderful playdates

✿ When Frank had suggested that both him and Eddie act as your caregivers, you hesitated. On one hand, it would be awesome having not one but TWO caregivers. On the other hand, you felt rather shy opening up to Eddie in such a vulnerable state.

✿ In the end though, you agreed. Frank had said that he spoke with Eddie before approaching you about it, and that the mailman was more than excited to partake. “I think it would be fun!” He had said

✿ Franks home is a nice little two bedroom house with a little office he kept for all his insect stuff. Especially his display of butterfly shadow boxes. The spare bedroom was originally a guest bedroom but doubled as the space where you and Frank would hang when regressed

✿ As the afternoon turned into evening and Eddie’s shift ended, little you and Frank waited patiently (albeit excitedly) for the mailman to come home. Dinner was around the corner and Frank had already set the table, your own colorful plastic plate and cutlery set out as well.

✿ “I’m home!” Eddie announced loudly as he entered the house. He set his satchel and hat off to the side. “Sorry if I’m a little late, I got lost delivering some of the last packages.”

✿ “Welcome Home.” Frank greeted him as well and went to give his hello kisses. You giggled at their interaction from your place at the table. “Dinners ready whenever you are.”

✿ You couldn’t help the giggles that seemed to spill out of you as you watch the two dot over eachother. It was enough to catch Eddie’s attention. “Now what this over here? Looks like someone has a case of the giggles.”

✿ “Papa gave Daddy kisses.” You said gleefully behind your hands. Eddie left Frank’s side to come over to you as he enveloped you in a hug.

✿ “And Papa gives kisses to littles too!” He said giving you quick smooches to both your cheeks. His hands found their way to your sides and before you could register what he was doing, he began to tickle you. This sent you into a raging fit of laughter, absolutely shrieking before Eddie took mercy and took his place at the table.

✿ Dinner went by normally. Frank put your food on your plastic plate, with dividers, and poured your favorite juice in a sippy cup. Eddie talked about his day and how it went and in turn ask you and Frank how yours was.

✿ “We played with Sally at her house and for lunch we had sandwiches that Miss Poppy made. It was really yummy. Then we had nap time and daddy read me the hungry caterpillar, it’s my favorite bug book.” You rambled off when it your turn to talk about your day. It was like that as everyone finished their food as Frank and Eddie started taking plates and washing them.

✿ Frank had been to worried in the past that you might accidentally cut yourself with something sharp while helping with the dishes, so he asked instead if you didn’t mind getting into your pajamas for the night. “I’m sure papa would love to see your new jammies we got from Howdys.”

✿ The idea of being able to show off your new pjs was more than enough motivation to leave to two in the kitchen as they cleaned. When you came back, they were finished and had put most of everything away.

✿ “Papa!” You had practically shouted as you came into the living room. “Look at my pjs! The stars glow in the dark!” They were indeed cute pajamas. They had a solid blue background with white stars scattered about in various sizes.

✿ “Come here,” Eddie patted the space between him and Frank on the couch. You gladly wiggled in between them to cuddle. “Why, these look spectacular! You’ll have to show me them glowing when it’s bedtime.”

✿ As you snuggled between your caretakers you felt sleep slowly but surely creep its way up as you began to yawn. Surely closing your eyes just to rest them won’t make you go to sleep. Besides, papa is telling a real interesting story (that you aren’t following) to daddy so of course you’ll stay awake.

✿ In all honesty, you only lasted for roughly half an hour, and that’s being generous. The sun had set long ago and the hour was late. “Oh dear,” Eddie said, suddenly dropping his voice to a whisper. “I believe they’ve fallen asleep.”

✿ “So they have.” Frank whispered. “Here, why don’t we take ‘em to bed.” He gently pried himself away from you, moving ever so slowly in order not to wake you. Eddie scooped you up in his strong arms, trying his best not to stir you, and carried you to the guest room.

✿ While Eddie tucked you into bed, Frank grabbed one of your stuffed animals and expertly slid it between your arms. You moved a little but it was to grasp the toy and hold it dearly. Frank plugged in a nightlight on the opposite side of the room before tiptoeing out, Eddie leaving right behind.

✿ Even though Frank had left you a nightlight, he flipped the hallway light on and left the door open a creek. He knew that you hated wondering around in the dark in case you needed something in the middle of the night.

✿ “Goodnight sleepy bug.” Eddie whispered to your sleeping form before finally taking his leave and following Frank upstairs and to their bedroom.

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softstraykidshours · 2 years ago

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soft skz thoughts <3

kisses // felix

pairing: felix x gn!reader

genre: fluff

length: 132

warnings: none

felix absolutely loves kissing your cheek. whether he’s saying goodbye, or hello, or simply walking by where you’re sitting on the couch, a little kiss to the cheek will always be involved. in fact, it’s such a normal gesture for him that sometimes he forgets you might actually want a kiss on the lips. and not because he doesn’t want to also kiss your lips, he just loves the sweetness and pure, innocent love behind a cheek kiss. no matter where you are or what’s happening, you can always count on at least a quick peck to the side of your face from felix. and when something very exciting happens, there is no stopping him from completely peppering both sides of your face with little smooches to show how happy he is.

#felix imagines #felix x reader #stray kids imagines #stray kids x reader #felix #lee felix #stray kids #felix fanfic #stray kids fanfic #gn reader #felix drabbles #stray kids drabbles #drabbles #mine #soft stray kids hours #q: painting with hyunjin

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imagineanime2022 · 2 years ago

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Smarter Woman

Edgar Allen Poe X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 784

Requested: Anon

Request: !Hola¡ Can I request Poe from Bungo stray dogs with a reader that acts lazy and slow but has an intelligence that's a little under Fyodor's and Dazai's? So for the past couple of weeks they've been working on finding where they are (Fyodor and Dazai) and they figured that out quick but they've been working on finding Fyodor's underlings and trying to help the agency anonymously. Tipping the agency off of places to avoid, places to hide, and so on?

I wanna give Poe a smooch I love him so much

A/N: I've written this well as I can given the limited information from the animation at the moment, I read up a little but to try and get it to flow better but I might rewrite it when I have more information because I feel like this could be way better than it is.

“I knew that I could find you.” You smirked and scrolled through all of the information that you gathered, you had been looking for Dazai and Fyodor, you knew that they were the ones that would change the game you just had to figure out how. “You found them?” Poe asked, appearing out of seemingly nowhere. “They’re being held in France.” You mumbled as you opened in the gifted prison. “Both of them?” Poe asked. “Yeah by the looks of it Dazai is keeping an eye on our favourite enemy Fyodor.” You mumbled “he’s communicating with the outside using his books and Dazai is using his heart.” “His heart?” Poe asked. “Well he’s controlling his heart beat to send out electrical pulses like morse code, the government agent Ango is decoding it.” You explained. “So what are you doing now?” He asked. “I’m trying to help the others and find everyone that he’s relying on.” You mumbled. “There’s no point in contacting them. They have nothing better to do than torment each other, the best I can do is help everyone out here do what I need to do is get on the same frequency as the mafia radios.” “Mafia, the port mafia because they have the others?” Poe asked. “Exactly.” You nodded, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

It took a couple of minutes for the channel to open up and while you waited you looked into the 5th hunting dog. Your intelligence rivals both Dazai and Fyodor but you were too lazy to do anything about it so instead you put it into understanding and manipulating anything electronic. You had access to most cameras around the city which was how you were keeping track of Kyoka and Atsushi who were now with your boyfriend's old boss. Your computer had been scanning through the radio looking for voice frequencies that matched Fitzgerald or Mori, you knew that they would likely be the ones negotiating. The alarm that blared through the room caused Karl to jump and Poe to straight up fall out of his place on your lap where he had fallen asleep. “Sorry bub.” You gently run your hand through his hair to calm him as you set up the link. “Hello fugitives of the country since you seem to be a little on the fence about this deal let me help you out a little bit.” “Who are you?” Mori asked. “Don’t worry, you don’t know me by name so let’s just leave the introductions, all you need to know is I’m a neutral party that has had dealings with everyone involved.” You explained as Poe readjusted himself, he knew that his presence wouldn’t help their trust since Ranpo wasn’t with them. “Fyodor planned to get rid of Fitzgerald, he sent an assassin, we all know that Fyodor has literally no loyalty but Fitzgerald has no intention of betraying you.” “Why would we believe you?” Yasuno was the one to ask now. “Well how about this, there’s a traitor somewhere, there are supposedly 5 hunting dogs and while they are smart, their not as smart as they appear to be, someone close has been playing double agent for a long time now, I don’t know who they are yet, but they’ll be someone close, I doubt that they are in the room with you otherwise you would have been attacked by now but you should watch people when you get to the surface…The information that I have is he’s got an affinity for metal.” You explained. “Look I don’t have anything else yet, I’ll contact you when I do.” Once the call was ended you flipped a switch cutting off all channels of contact into the house.

“Do you think they’ll listen?” Poe asked. “I don’t know but we’ve got some work to do, we have to find Ranpo, try and keep them alive, so do you think you can find your greatest rival?” You asked, Poe looked at you with a small smile. “Of course I can!” He answered and you looked at him and nodded. “I’ll leave that to you, I’ll keep the ADA alive and we’ll meet in the middle okay?” You asked. “Yes.” He nodded. “Poe!” You called just before he left “be careful okay?” “Let me know if you have to leave.” He said and you nodded. “Don’t worry I’ll get you a message.” You promised. Karl uncurled himself from you after you pressed a kiss to his head. “Hey!” Poe complained as he came back over, you smiled pressing a kiss to his lips before you both got to work on your part of the plan hoping to meet up once the ADA was safe.

Request Here!!

#bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs oneshot #bungo stray dogs imagine #bungo stray dogs #edgar allen poe #edgar allen poe imagine #edgar allen poe oneshot #imagine #oneshot #one shot #reader insert #x reader #female reader

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fireandiceland · 2 years ago

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Okay, I don't give a shit, you can pick and choose, you can make these like two sentences long, but you wanted prompts? here are prompts, bitch (affectionately) SuFin - 30 RusAme - 10 Red Velvet Pancakes (or wtf ever their shipname is) - 18 MintChoc - 35 AusHun - 19 GerIta - 42 TurGre - 33 Dennor - 22 SicIre - 40 Gabio - 45 Francetto - 38 And this is a real shot in the dark but ... Railey - 46

Alright challenge accepted, I tend to go overboard with shit tall time so I'll try to do 3 sentences for each, max. 5 if it's completely impossible otherwise. Get ready for some smooches and prepare for me to probably completely butcher your OC ships 😘

edit after I was finished: sorry this took a little longer but I really wanted to try all of them and had so much fun with these!! thank you bea, love you 💖

Sufin - Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.

""'s too hot," Sweden panted when Finland oh so graciously pulled away from a kiss that was merely a brush of lips to let him breath. Moving off his lap was out of question though, even if it was getting close to 120°C in the sauna. Judging from the sticky feeling of sweat and humidity they might as well start melting into one soon, Sweden thought. "It's cosy," Finland stated and pressed his lips to Sweden's once more.

Rusame - A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

America took another hasty look at his watch while shoving documents, pens, and candy bar wrappers from his desk right into his briefcase, then patted down all his pockets while scanning the room quickly. "Fuck!" he exclaimed when he turned around to find Russia standing right behind, but what he held in his hand put the signature smile back on America's face - his phone! "Thanks, dude!" He took device and pulled Russia into a quick kiss and was softly reciprocated. "See ya tomorrow!" It was only minutes after, when America was on his way and Russia back at his desk, that they realised that this hadn't been their usual goodbye.

RVP - Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.

James yelped when Matthew suddenly threw his arms around him, catching him mid-race to the other end of the part where they had decided to hang out for their definitely-not-a-date and taking the last that was left of his breath away with a kiss. The sun was still high, causing Matthew's golden hair and bright eyes to sparkle. James pecked his lips again, lingering a little longer for this one. "Oh? I thought this wasn't a date," Matthew teased but leaned in closer again. "It isn't," James stated, but was about to meet him halfway for the first kiss that would count - if not for Matthew to blow at his lips and run off again. James smiled to himself, seems like he lost the race but was about to win something else.

MintChoc - An awkward kiss given after a first date.

'Is this the moment where I should kiss him?' Allen thought to himself, well aware of the uncomfortable, nightly silence surrounding him and Arthur and the park bench the have settled down on as their very first real date came to an end. 'I'll kiss him' he decided and scooted a closer, leaned in a little and- 'Oh heavens, he's going to kiss me!' Arthur's mind screamed as his heartbeat quickened with every millimitre that Allen's lips came closer to his. He let his eyes fall closed, decided to meet him halfway and- "Ouch!" they both exclaimed at the same time when their foreheads collided in a painful hit, followed by laughter and their real first kiss.

AusHun - One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.

It had started as a simple squeezing of their hands, fingers playing with eachother, a futive kiss on Austria's cheek, a hand reluctantly wandering to rest on Hungary's thigh. By now it was slow kisses exchanged in the dim back of their private loge during the new year's concert, the upper buttons of Austria's dress shirt undone and Hungary's skirt slipped upwards further enough to reveal her underwear. She was working on the next button in row on Austria's shirt while never letting his lips go farther from hers to do more than take a breath. Only when his chest was bare she pulled away far enough to speak. "Do you want to do this?," she asked, one hand running up the inside of his thigh. The answer came in form of Austria cradling her cheeks, immediately pulling her into a kiss that caused her to make a noise she hoped the other guests wouldn't hear.

GerIta - Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

"Ger - ma - nyyyy..." Italy whined, Germany's name interrupted by kisses being pressed to his jaw, his cheek, then the thip os his nose. With a heavy sigh he put the cap back on his pen to prevent it from drying out like his motivation and put it aside together with his last bit of self-discipline. "Ja ja, schon gut.." He pushed himself in the desk chair away to get up, but Italy was sitting in his lap immediately, peppering his face in kisses. "Finally! You really - work - too much - Ger - ma - ny!" Maybe Italy was right. A break suddenly didn't sound so bad.

TurGre - An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.

Sadik pushed Herakles against the wall, rage had tinted his cheeks red and he yelled once again "Why?!" before staring at the ground while trying to get back his breath and composure. Then he looked up at Herakles and their eyes met - and suddenly their lips too. Herakles couldn't do anything, but let it happen. It didn't feel bad, no, it was fine, good even, only it had happened at the time he had expected it the least.

Dennor - A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.

Denmark couldn't believe his luck when Norway kissed him again and again and again until all the knew was the others lips and hands on him. What were the odds of getting up in the middle of the night to find his insomniac boyfriend in the kitchen as the 2am snack he craved? He sure wasn't doing to do the math now. Or later. Instead he pushed Norway against the table to sit him down there. Standing in front of him and being trapped by Norway's legs around his it would be so easy for Denmark to just pull up his shirt and- "Really? In front of my cereal? Again?" Denmark broke the kiss just in time to see Iceland stomp off while covering his eyes.

SicIre - A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.

"Harry!" Michele protested weakly when his boyfriend suddenly cupped his face, and pulled him into a kiss. It wasn't that he minded being kissed, by god he didn't, but it was a surprising move considering they were in the car waiting for the light to go green. Harry didn't care for the car honking behind them. He wasn't sure what had prompted him to take Michele's breath away with a fierce kiss. Maybe it was his beautifully relaxed expression while driving, maybe it was the orange reflection of the sunset sparkling in his eyes, maybe it was the warmth that radiated from his mere presence at any given moment - whatever it was, it was more important to Harry than the impatient honking.

Gabio - Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.

"Ou-!" "Shhh!" Gabriella was quick to steal the sound of discomfort from Fabio's lips while he rubbed his thigh where the edge of the desk had just been rammed into it. They both knew it would be more than awful for their bosses to find out about their relationship like this - catching them tripping over and bumping into the antique Italian furniture in Gabriella's office. Fabio sighed softly, the pain of the sharp edge already forgotten at the sweet distraction that Gabriella's kisses offered him. Getting caught by either of their bosses was a risk he was willing to take if this was the reward.

Francetto - Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.

Franceso smiled softly, genuinely, at how a sleeping Dolcetto's chest rose and sunk, over and over with every breath. It had been an insanely long week that had finally come to an end. Even if things hadn't went as planned, at least they had this moment - well, Francesco had it. He descended slowly as to not wake Dolcetto from his well deserved slumber and whispered the three words that were still easier to say when there was no chance for a snarky reply - "I love you" - before leaning in further to plant a feather-light kiss on Dolcetto's lips.

Railey - A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.

Tahir wasn't sure how he got in this position, but by god he wasn't going to complain about being held close by Robert while holding onto him as well, their hands on each other's shoulders, each other's necks. The taste of a recently smoked cigarette still clung to Robert's lips and for once Tahir drank it up because it was him. Their lips barely moved. No teeth, no tongue dared to disturb the closeness as if any movement at all would make this moment pass. Something neither of them wanted, considering they will be parted for weeks once it ends.

#hetalia #riva.fanfic #sufin #rusame #red velvet pancakes #mint chocolate #aushun #gerita #turgre #dennor #sicire #gabio #francetto #railey #riva.ask #bea

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frostcorpsclub · 2 years ago

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Hello friend~! Hope your new year is starting out amazing!! I was wondering if I could maybe request some headcanons of giving out sweetie pie Lubdan a New Year’s smooch! If it’s not too much to ask! Love your works, btw💕

I know it’s been a bit, I apologize but in my defense this request was sent in after New Years anyway XD I did some research into traditional irish new years traditions so this was fun, I expanded on your request a bit I hope you don’t mind!

As the new year approaches the first thing you'd notice is that Lubdan becomes more anal about things being clean than ever before.

He slaps a broom in your hand the moment you step through the door. If you even THINK about not taking off your shoes at the entry way you’ll get chewed out for an hour, then chewed out again for making him take time away from cleaning.

He repeats over and over that it’s important to him to start the new year with a clean slate.

Ridding your house of each bit of wrapping debris is also a wonderful way to get his mind off the egregious amounts of money he had to spend on Christmas.

Especially since the house is going to get very messy again as he takes part in your new year's traditions, which he’d be over the moon to do! But first…

Christmas bread!

In spite of all his cleaning he left out two pieces of bread he’d have taught you to bake earlier in the month. One for him and one for you. At this point they’d be hard as a rock.

He’d slam in on the table so hard it made his small body recoil a bit before exclaiming, “How grand!” Lubdan would demand you take his lead, “Ah’ll take the front of the house you take the back!”

You probably wouldn’t understand what he meant until he began banging the bread up and down the doors and up and down the walls. It’s to chase out the bad spirits and invite in the good.

You’d be best to keep it to yourself that he is, in fact, a bad spirit.

When the fun finally began you’d have your green spitfire back! You don’t have to succeed but he’d get a kick out of a lad or lassie who tried to drink him under the table!

He doesn’t mind getting silly either, you’d both be decked out from head to toe in year-themed glasses, hats covered in glitter, and beads of all kinds.

When you went outside to light up fireworks he’d be absolutely giddy with delight!

“Safety” isn’t usually his thing but you’d probably have invested in ones that wouldn’t catch his little green coattails on fire when he tried to be a firestarter.

As it got darker out Lubdan would get antsy again and rush you back inside, it was almost time for dinner. It was an important tradition for anyone let alone just the Irish, but it has a high importance to him most of all.

At your long dinner table theres a place for the two of you, each set across from each other-

-And on either side a long stretch of empty table settings for the countless fellow leprechauns he lost over the centuries.

It’s a sobering respite in the night’s festivities and a time you’d see Lubdan more quietly in thought than ever before.

Just in time for the stroke of midnight you’d walk out of the house so you could, hand in hand, walk in through the front and then out through the back.

He’d take a moment to look at you, warmly squeezing your hand. Still silent as before but with a gaze that can only portray how proud he is to have a partner who will share all his traditions with him.

The kiss you share is quick and celebratory at first and slowly turns into a scene from a movie. Time stops as the scent of buttercups and poppies fill your nose.

He grips your arms and holds you like he plans to never let you go.

It’s…lewd and gropey as he definitely has further new years plans for you, but in the midst of devouring your lips a clawed hand lovingly cups your cheek.

As if he’s afraid you're just a dream who’ll fade into years past like everyone else he’s loved.

#mksimagines #leprechaun 2 #leprechaun in space #leprechaun x reader #leprechaun 1993 #leprechaun #lubdan the leprechaun #leprechaun lubdan #lubdan #new years #new years x reader

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swan-of-sunrise · 2 years ago

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Endgame (Chapter Five)

Summary: Alongside Bruce and Rocket, (Y/N) travels to New Asgard to recruit Thor and after a nerve-wracking but successful time travel test, the Avengers decide to move onto the next phase of planning their time heist.

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader

Word Count: 4.7k

Warnings/Disclaimers: Disclaimer for a scene depicting unhealthy coping mechanisms and grief disorders

A/N: This was a tough chapter to write and I’m sure that it won’t be easy to read, so here’s a little heads-up for you before you begin (and you might wanna grab a tissue or two btw). Thank you for reading, I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter Five (Previous Chapter)

“Sunshine, are you sure you’ll be okay in New Asgard?” Steve suddenly asked, his brows furrowed in worry as he watched (Y/N) sling the strap of her overnight bag onto her shoulder and anxiously twisted his gold wedding band around his finger. “Thor could barely look at you after he killed Thanos, much less speak to you. You’ve got such a big heart, (Y/N), but I just…I don’t wanna see you get your hopes up for nothing and wind up getting burned for it.”

Touched by her husband’s concern, (Y/N) smiled and reached up to cup his smooth cheek. “I’ll be okay, sweetheart. I’ll have Bruce and Rocket with me for moral support, and I have complete faith that the three of us working together can convince Thor to help us out.” Her fingers moved to hold his chin as she stood on her tiptoes and softly kissed his lips. “I love you.”

Steve gave her another, much-longer kiss of his own, the corners of his azure eyes crinkling when he finally pulled away and smiled down at her. “I love you too, baby. Good luck.”

As (Y/N) made her way out of the Avengers Facility, she was greeted by Nebula and Rhodes, who had just arrived to begin helping Tony construct the new Quantum Tunnel he designed; since she knew that her furry traveling companion would begin growing impatient soon, she gave them both a brief hug and farewell wave before hurrying outside the compound.

“That’s…a spaceship…” Scott numbly remarked from one of the outdoor benches, a dumbfounded expression on his face as he stared at the Benatar parked in the middle of the compound’s overgrown lawn. “A spaceship flown by a talking raccoon…”

“His name is Rocket, and I recommend not calling him a raccoon to his face; he’s pretty sensitive about it, you see.” Scott arched a bewildered brow but managed a nod, causing (Y/N) to lightly chuckle. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Scott. Don’t let the others do anything stupid until I get back, okay?”

“Sure thing, Mrs. America!”

(Y/N) gave Scott a quick fist-bump and trudged across the weed-covered lawn towards the towering spacecraft, where an exasperated Rocket was waiting for her on the steps. “Took you long enough, (Y/L/N)!”

“Hello to you too, Rocket,” She replied, ascending the stairs and pausing to secure her overnight bag in the ship’s lounge before following the raccoon into the flight deck. “How’ve you been?”

“Pretty good, but I thought I was gonna die of old age waitin’ for you to finish smooching Captain Jawline back there goodbye.”

Suppressing the urge to roll her eyes at Rocket’s dramatics, (Y/N) held up the lunchbox she’d packed earlier and gave it a little shake. “And here I went to all the trouble of packing you tacos and nachos for the trip. Maybe Bruce will appreciate them more-”

“Hey, hey, hey, let’s not get too hasty now, Professor.” Rocket’s swift backtrack made (Y/N) grin in amusement; she handed the lunchbox over to the raccoon and began strapping herself into the vacant chair in between Bruce and Rocket. “So, time travel? You know, I’ve seen and done a lot of weird shit across the galaxy, but even I didn’t think that time travel was a thing.”

Bruce nodded. “Science has always classified it as a theoretical possibility but up until meeting Scott, it always sounded like it would remain science fiction to me. We’ve got the foundations of a good plan, though, and now that Tony’s back, we’ll figure all the tricky logistics out in no time!”

The spacecraft’s engines roared to life and while they took off into the clear blue sky, (Y/N) only partially listened to her companions’ discussion, her mind preoccupied with thoughts of Thor and what they might be faced with upon their arrival in New Asgard. Over the past five years, she’d done her best to keep in touch with all her super-powered friends and acquaintances, which included Brunnhilde; the fearless Valkyrie established the Asgardian refugees who survived both of Thanos’ attacks a secluded settlement in Tønsberg, Norway, where they founded a flourishing fishing community and slowly acclimated themselves to their new home, and although she’d done her best to keep an eye on Thor, it sounded in her letters that the king of Asgard had fully isolated himself from his people. Steve might end up being right after all, she silently ruminated, I’m one of the last people on Earth he’d ever want to see because I’m a reminder of his self-declared failure.

A small nudge on (Y/N)’s arm brought her back to reality and when she glanced around for its source, she saw that Rocket was holding his Vanished friend Quill’s old Zune out for her to take. During one of their visits to Earth, Nebula told her that one of the reasons Rocket tolerated her company the most was because she reminded him of Quill; they both loved music of all kind and both used music as a coping mechanism since childhood and although he never mentioned a word of it to anyone, Rocket deeply missed his found family and sought out his own unique ways to manage their loss. The raccoon’s eyes were diligently trained on the viewport ahead as he continued piloting the Benatar, but his offering of the distraction of music still touched her. Checking that the outdated device was plugged into the spacecraft’s speakers, she scrolled through the over three-hundred songs downloaded onto it and soon found the one she was searching for, smiling to herself as the comforting tune began to play throughout the flight deck.

“Let me take you on a little trip, my super-sonic ship’s at your disposal if you feel so inclined, well all right. We’re gonna travel faster than light, so do up your overcoat tight and you’ll go anywhere you want to decide, well all right…”

Bruce hummed along to the upbeat song and out of the corner of (Y/N)’s eye, she watched as a rare smile spread across Rocket’s fur-covered face.

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Hours later, they landed the Benatar in a vacant field just outside of Tønsberg and hailed the first truck they saw driving down the small country road. The friendly Asgardian fisherman at the wheel allowed the three of them to clamber into the truck bed and drove them past the village border; Bruce was forced to hold his knees to his chest, a grumbling Rocket was crammed in next to (Y/N) and the weighed-down truck bed created sparks each time it scraped against the road but all that combined couldn’t stop her from enjoying the stunning landscape surrounding them. It’s not quite the same as Asgard but it’s a wonderful place to build a new home, she thought to herself, smiling when they turned a corner and got their first glimpse of New Asgard.

Bordering the chilly North Sea, the small city-state of New Asgard was made up of dozens of structures and homes, with modern fishing equipment and delivery trucks lined up along the man-made bay and touches of traditional Asgardian designs in the architecture of its buildings. Asgardians and Sakaarian refugees looked up from their work and watched their truck pass by with curious eyes; with a loud thump against the side by Rocket, they slowed at the pier and the three of them gracelessly clambered out of the truck bed with a quick word of thanks to their driver before he sped away.

“Kind of a step down from the golden palaces and the magic hammers and what not…”

Bruce frowned at Rocket’s callous observation. “Hey, have a little compassion, pal. First they lost Asgard and then half their people, they’re probably just happy to have a home.”

“Besides, the Asgardians don’t consider their home to be lost,” (Y/N) added, pulling the edges of her knit sweater tighter around her as a frigid gust of wind blew. “To them, Asgard’s not a place but a people; wherever they are, Asgard is too.” The raccoon muttered something about mushy sentimentality under his breath and (Y/N) threw a chuckling Bruce an exasperated look.

“You shouldn’t have come.”

The three of them turned to see Brunnhilde standing at the edge of the pier; she was emptying a full fishing trap into a crate and instead of the impressive battle armor of the Valkyrie, she was dressed in the functional clothing of a fisherman with her long dark hair braided away from her face. Contrary to her standoffish words, the Valkyrie stepped forward and met (Y/N) halfway, hugging her tight and giving her a smile when she finally stepped back. “It’s so good to see you again! How’ve you been? It’s great to see that New Asgard’s thriving under your watch.”

“Ah, I’m just the one keeping an eye on things; it’s them who’re making all this actually work.” Brunnhilde’s smile faltered as her dark eyes filled with sympathy. “You said in your letters that you’re doing okay, but…well, I know better than most how easy it is to hide behind those words. Are you all right, (Y/N)? Truly?”

A lump formed in (Y/N)’s throat at the Valkyrie’s concern for her well-being. “I haven’t been, but I think I will be soon.”

“Ah, Valkyrie!” They both glanced over as Bruce approached them with his muscular arms spread wide in welcome. “Great to see you, Angry Girl.”

She studied the scientist’s changed body and bit back a smile. “I think I liked you either of the other ways.”

“This is Rocket.”

Rocket gave her a little wave. “How you doin’?”

If Brunnhilde was surprised to see a talking raccoon casually leaning against one of her fishing crates, then she did a remarkable job hiding it; instead, she pursed her lips and looked between both (Y/N) and Bruce before speaking. “He won’t see you.”

“It’s that bad, huh?” Bruce’s smile fell.

“We only see him once a month, when he comes in for…” Brunnhilde trailed off as she glanced over at a nearby stack of beer-filled kegs. “Supplies.”

(Y/N) felt her heart sink into her stomach at the implications behind her words. “It’s that bad.”

“Yeah.” The Valkyrie crossed her arms over her chest and raised a curious brow. “I take it this isn’t a social call?”

“We think we might’ve found a way to bring everyone back, but we need Thor’s help to do it,” (Y/N) replied, shuffling her feet and giving Brunnhilde a pleading look. “You know that I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t believe that our plan could actually work. We need Thor, that’s true, but maybe he needs us just as much.”

After a long moment, Brunnhilde released a sigh and nodded once. “I suppose if anyone could get through to him, it’s you guys. He lives in a cabin at the far end of the bay; just head down the shoreline, you can’t miss it.”

They thanked her and after promising to keep her informed on the progress of their time heist, the trio walked through New Asgard towards Thor’s secluded home. It was a small cabin, not as large or grand as the other buildings in the village, and much of its exterior showed signs of neglect; with a hesitant glance at (Y/N) and Bruce, Rocket stepped forward and knocked on the wooden front door. When no one answered, the raccoon pushed the door open and stepped inside, and (Y/N) followed close behind; as the scientist ducked to fit through the doorway, she glanced around the cabin’s cluttered entryway at the piles of discarded pizza boxes and liquor bottles and wrinkled her nose when the unmistakable scent of body odor filled her nostrils.

“Whew!” Rocket recoiled in disgust and waved a hand in front of his pointed nose. “Something died in here…”

Bruce looked down at the mess spilling out into the entryway, concern etched across his face as he glanced up and called out, “Hello? Thor?”

“Are you here about the cable?” The Asgardian’s deep voice slurred from the next room. “Cinemax went out two days ago, and the sports are all kinda fuzzy…”

The three of them exchanged a look before making their way into the cabin’s den. Sitting on the dilapidated couch were Korg and Miek, two former Sakaarian gladiators who helped the Revengers defeat Hela and save the Asgardians and who later aided in their escape from Thanos, and they were in the middle of playing a video game on the television in the corner. Their view was blocked by Thor, who was reaching for a bottle of beer from the bowl of ice on the coffee table, and when the three of them entered the den, the Asgardian straightened and turned to face them.

Brunnhilde’s words of warning about Thor’s well-being proved to be an understatement; Thor had gained a considerable amount of weight in the past five years and while that alone wasn’t necessarily a need for concern, his overgrown hair and beard, his wrinkled and stained lounge pants and the overpowering scent of alcohol wafting off of him told (Y/N) that her old friend was in a very dark place and had been for a long time. Her eyes stung with unshed tears but she was quick to blink them away as Thor’s drunken face illuminated with the sight of them and he held his arms out in welcome. “Guys! Oh my god, it’s so good to see you!” He gave a stunned Bruce an enthusiastic hug before looking down at Rocket and laughing. “C’mere, you little rascal!”

He enveloped the raccoon in a suffocating embrace that he unsuccessfully tried to escape. “Yeah, no, I’m good, I’m good! This really isn’t necessary!”

Chuckling, Thor finally released him and pulled (Y/N) into a tight hug, enveloping her in a pungent cloud of alcohol. “Writer (Y/L/N)! How’s my favorite writer doing?” He hiccuped and leaned back to examine her. “Ah, just as beautiful as the day I met you. Rogers is a lucky man, indeed!” Before she could think of something to say, he gestured towards the Sakaarian refugees seated on the couch. “You guys know my friends Miek and Korg, right?”

“Hey, guys!” Korg greeted and Miek squeaked as he munched on a slice of pizza. “Beer’s in the bucket. Feel free to log into the Wifi! No password, obviously-” The Kronan cut himself off, holding his headset with one hand and pointing at the television screen with the other. “Thor, he’s back. The kid on T.V. just called me a dickhead again.”

Thor’s mismatched eyes narrowed. “NoobMaster.”

“Yeah, NoobMaster69. Called me a dickhead…”

The Asgardian marched across the den and snatched Korg’s headset, and the three of them watched in bewilderment as he yelled at the child on the other end; Rocket threw (Y/N) and Bruce an unsettled look and with an inward sigh, (Y/N) leaned closer to Bruce and murmured, “He needs help, Bruce, but I don’t think he can get it here.”

Bruce nodded in agreement but before he could reply, Thor turned back around to face them and brandished his unopened beer bottle. “So, do you guys want a drink? What’re we drinking?” He popped the cap off with Stormbreaker’s blade and took a long drink. “Beer, tequila? You seem like a whiskey sort of woman, Writer (Y/L/N)…”

“Buddy…” The scientist took a step forward and rested a cautious hand on Thor’s shoulder. “You all right?”

Thor swayed a little as he chuckled good-naturedly. “Yes, I’m fine! Why? Don’t I look all right?”

“You look like melted ice cream.”

(Y/N) shot Rocket a disapproving glare while the Asgardian snorted in amusement and took another drink. “So, what’s up? You guys just here for a hang or what?”

Anxiously fiddling with the sleeve of her sweater, (Y/N) moved to stand beside Bruce and mustered up a smile for her old friend. “We need your help. There might be a chance we could fix everything.”

“What, like the cable? Because that’s been driving me bananas for weeks-”

“Like Thanos.”

Bruce’s words hung heavy in the air as Thor’s smile slowly vanished, replaced with a grief-stricken expression that (Y/N) knew all too well; it was the same expression she saw reflected back at her in the mirror every morning for the past five years. With his eyes filled with unshed tears, Thor grabbed the collar of Bruce’s sweatshirt and pointed at him as he choked out, “Don’t…D-Don’t you say that name…”

Korg slowly stood and slipped off his headset, warily looking between both men and shrugging his rocky shoulders. “Um, yeah, we don’t actually say that name in here.”

The scientist remained unfazed by Thor’s angry outburst and delicately wrapped a large hand around his wrist. “Please take your hand off me.” He gently eased his fingers off the sweatshirt and (Y/N) could hear Rocket slip his blaster back into its holster when he finally let his hand drop. “Now, I know that…guy might scare you-”

“W-Why would I be scared of that guy? I’m the one who killed that guy, remember? Anyone else here kill that guy?” Thor backed away when Bruce attempted to lay a comforting hand on his shoulder and shook his head. “Nope, didn’t think so. Korg, why don’t you tell everybody who chopped Thanos’ big head off.”

“Um, Stormbreaker?”

“Well, who was swinging Stormbreaker?”

Rocket opened his mouth to speak but (Y/N) bent down to rest a halting hand on his arm, shaking her head when the raccoon’s brow furrowed in confusion and silently gesturing to Bruce as he followed the distraught Asgardian; Bruce’s gaze was filled with warmth and understanding, but Thor was steadfastly avoiding it as he took a long swig of beer. “I get it, you’re in a rough spot. I’ve been there myself, and you wanna know who helped me out of it?”

Thor chuckled humorlessly. “I dunno, Natasha?”

“It was you. You helped me.”

Shaking his head, Thor walked over to the den’s window and looked out at New Asgard in the distance. “Well, why don’t you ask the Asgardians down there how much my help is worth?” He lowered himself to sit in a nearby armchair. “The ones that are left, anyway.”

(Y/N) found herself crossing the messy den and kneeling beside Thor’s armchair, gently resting a hand on his and rubbing circles across his skin with her thumb. “When we were on the Statesman, I told you about the Sokovia Accords and how Steve and Tony weren’t speaking to one another. When I confided in you that I didn’t believe there was an easy way to fix everything, you said to me, ‘Hope can be just as powerful of a weapon as any sword or blaster and as long as we hold onto it, anything is possible.’” Tears started to roll down her cheeks but she ignored them as she tightened her hold on his hand. “For five years, I believed that any hope I had of seeing my daughter again died the day Thanos destroyed those stones. But this plan we’re working on…it renewed my hope, Thor. I think we can bring them all back.”

“Stop. Stop, okay?” Thor pulled his hand from hers and refused to meet her gaze. “I know you think I’m down here wallowing in my own self-pity, waiting to be rescued and saved, but I’m fine, okay? We’re fine, aren’t we?”

Korg waved a hand. “Yeah, we’re good here!”

“So, whatever it is you’re offering, we’re not into it, don’t care, couldn’t care less. Goodbye.”

(Y/N) wiped away her tears as Bruce took a step closer to them. “We need you, pal.”

Despite the conflicted expression beginning to form on Thor’s face, he didn’t respond to the scientist’s words; with a small sigh of exasperation, Rocket stepped forward and crossed his arms over his chest. “There’s beer on the ship.”

The corner of the Asgardian’s lips curved upwards at that. “What kind?”

(Y/N) stood and exchanged a knowing look with Bruce; while Thor’s mental headspace was questionable at best and he’d forced them into empty bribery, the God of Thunder had agreed to join their self-described time heist.

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Gritting her teeth as her biceps strained with the effort of tightening the bolt in front of her, (Y/N) gave her wrench one final twist before releasing the breath she’d been holding. “Okay, Tony, how’s that?”

“Perfect. Good work, Austen!” Down below, Tony looked up from the newly-constructed Quantum Tunnel’s control booth and chuckled. “You can dismount the super-soldier now.”

Steve made a disgruntled sound as (Y/N) rolled her eyes and tucked the wrench into her toolbelt. “You couldn’t have phrased that sentence in a way that didn’t make us sound like perverts?”

“Hey, I offered to go fetch you a ladder but Capsicle insisted on this little Cirque du Soleil routine. I think he just likes showing off the super-strength; remember how he ripped that log in half on Barton’s farm?”

The super-soldier removed his hands from (Y/N)’s calves and she hopped down from his shoulders, falling for less than a second before he deftly caught her in his arms and grinned. “Or maybe I just like carrying my gorgeous wife around, Tony.”

A giggling (Y/N) gave her husband an over-exaggerated kiss on the lips as the billionaire pretended to retch and wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her down the Quantum Tunnel’s ramp. “The grease-covered overalls are really doing it for you, aren’t they?”

“Baby, let’s just say that you’d give Rosie the Riveter a run for her money,” Steve replied with a wolfish grin that instantly made her face warm; he finally set her down on her feet and they held hands as they walked over to the control booth. “How’re we looking?”

Tony flipped a couple of switches and jotted a figure down on his tablet. “We’re almost good to go, just as soon as Ratchet checks on the breakers and the Jolly Green Giant finishes prepping Clint’s new Quantum suit.”

(Y/N) pursed her lips but remained silent, not wanting to alert the two men to her disapproval of their changed plan. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Clint’s capabilities but as was the case with the Asgardian currently sleeping off a hangover in one of the hangar’s parked Jeeps, she wasn’t sure if the archer was in the right mindset to take part in such a dangerous experiment that involved traveling back in time to his family’s farm. Now that Tony and Rocket’s Quantum Tunnel was fully constructed and all the Avengers were finally assembled, they decided to use their only spare Pym Particles to conduct a time travel experiment; if they were successful and could definitely prove that the Quantum Realm could allow them to travel through time, then they would begin planning out the next phase of their time heist. Scott was their designated test man but Clint insisted on taking his place, and (Y/N) had a feeling it was partially because of the guilt he felt over his vigilantism.

When the Benatar arrived back at the Avengers Facility after their visit to New Asgard, Natasha had already returned from her solo trip to Japan; Clint was beginning to reacquaint himself with his old teammates and getting to know more about the newer ones, but it was obvious that a part of him felt out of place after all he’d done since the Snap. (Y/N) ran into the archer on her way to the kitchen in search for a non-alcoholic beer for Thor, and it was then that the two of them were able to talk for the first time in seven years.

“It’s good to see you again, (Y/L/N),” Clint beamed before giving her a brief hug; his dark blonde hair was shaved on the sides of his head and long in the center, and one of his arms was entirely covered in tattoos. “And congratulations, by the way, Cap told me that you two got hitched a few years back. Couldn’t figure out why Scott kept calling you ‘Mrs. America,’ but now I guess that’s why.”

“Ah, Scott’s a sweetheart.” (Y/N) chuckled. “I’m just grateful he hasn’t started calling me Lady Liberty or something.”

They both laughed but after a moment, Clint sobered and shoved his hands into his pockets. “Cap also told me about Carina.”

Her smile slowly faded, and she carefully considered her next words before finally speaking. “I can’t speak for the others, of course, but I don’t blame you for what you’ve done.” Clint looked up at her in surprise but remained silent while she continued. “The only reason Steve and I were able to live with the grief of losing Carina was because we had each other to lean on. If either of us had Vanished along with her…well, it’s not too much of a stretch to see what we would’ve become. But we’re all here now, Clint, and that’s what matters. We’re together again and by working together as a team, we’re going to get our families back.”

The teary-eyed archer gave her a thankful smile and gestured towards the kitchen. “Wanna help me make a hangover cure? It’s been a while since I’ve had to make one, but I think the big guy might need one if he’s gonna help us out with all this time travel stuff.” (Y/N) nodded and after looping her arm around his, the pair walked down the hall to the kitchen.

“All right, Red and I set the breakers and checked on the emergency generators,” Rocket called out as he and Natasha entered the hangar. “We’re good to go.”

Natasha moved to stand beside (Y/N) and mumbled, “Did the raccoon seriously just call me ‘Red?’”

“Hey, at least you’re not ‘Big Green,’” (Y/N) muttered back with a small smirk.

Steve sighed in exasperation. “Or ‘Captain Jawline.’”

The trio watched as Clint, Bruce, Nebula, Rhodes and Scott filtered into the hangar and joined the rest of them at the control booth. “Like I said before, you’re gonna feel discombobulated from the chronoshift but it’s nothing to be worried about.” Bruce fiddled with the controls and gave the equipment one final go-over as he spoke. “I’m giving you one minute to walk around and find something you can bring back as proof of a successful test, and then I’ll bring you back. Got it?”

Clint nodded. “Yep, I’m good.”

“Good luck, Clint.” Natasha reached for the archer’s hand and gave it a firm squeeze. “And be careful.”

He gave her a fleeting smile and squeezed her hand back before dropping it and walking up the Quantum Tunnel’s ramp, standing at the platform’s edge as he anxiously waited for Bruce to start the experiment. Out of the corner of her eye, (Y/N) noticed a bleary-eyed Thor warily join the small group crowded behind the control panel, feeling Steve’s hand tighten around hers as Clint’s helmet enveloped his head and the Quantum Tunnel whirled to life.

“All right, Clint, we’re going in three…two…one!” In the blink of an eye, Clint shrank into nothing and everyone watched the platform with bated breath while Bruce began his next countdown. “And returning in three…two…one!”

There was a sudden flash of light and the archer appeared on the platform, hunched over on his hands and knees as he struggled to regain his breath; Natasha was the first of them to sprint up the ramp and she immediately crouched down to help her old partner stand. “Hey! Hey, hey, look at me! You okay?”

“Yeah.” Clint was panting and his eyes were filled with stunned disbelief as he nodded and held up a hand, his fingers tightly clutching a child’s worn baseball mitt. “Yeah, it worked.” Natasha’s jaw dropped and the archer tossed the baseball mitt to a beaming Tony. “It worked!”

With an incredulous laugh, (Y/N) turned and threw her arms around Steve, holding tight as the super-soldier pulled her close and lifted her off her feet; she could feel the elated kisses he pressed against her neck and hear the thankful prayers he mumbled into her hair, the both of them reeling with the knowledge that they were now even closer to getting their daughter and all of their friends back.

“Now that we’ve got confirmation that this insane plan can actually work, we’re gonna need to figure out where and when we’ll find the stones,” Bruce remarked as he finished checking Clint’s vitals.

Tony looked over at (Y/N) and grinned. “Then it’s a good thing we’ve got an award-winning novelist and kick-ass history professor to helm that phase of our time heist, isn’t it?”

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A/N: That’s right, (Y/N)’s going to take charge of planning the time heist and put all her teaching/researching skills to good use! Thank you all so much for reading and commenting! I’ve created a Spotify playlist inspired by this series, and I’ll be updating it every time I upload a new chapter. Enjoy!

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Chapter Six

“Endgame” Masterlist

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usagimen · 27 days ago

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does she need a reason for this? Definitely no. Will she do it anyway? Of course. For no reason at all, Veronika smooches Sayuri's cheek, while giving her a hug.

THE MUNDANE OF THE CAFE GROWS TO WEIGH HEAVY, her presence is in a lull of itself. Paused, monochromatic as hands work meticulously, there is a gentle nature in every movement she finds to be blissful. The familiar faces that wave goodbye or say hello with utmost joy, what is the meaning of this wretched life? She pondered it thousands of times in the past, perhaps it was simply to invoke happiness in a singular cup. Finally, her apron is removed for the momentary break, soft laughter that ekes through the paper thin mask, “Almost done for the day, I suppose with students && their midterms, everyone is in a frenzy” though she perks. A flutter of lashes as the embrace is warm, her sudden locking of shoulders till they relax, laughter that radiates like thunder seeping through. “Is this encouragement for the endless supply of coffee?” her cheeks become dusted in a hue of red, meek, shy even - unbecoming for the woman that radiated ice with her stoic gaze && marble like nature. A quick kiss, one that leaves a soft stain of berry as she winks playfully.

“Come sit with me, I’ve made a new tart that I think we both can enjoy together”

#––– ❛ answered ask 【 broken seals. 】#wintryrevaerie #// this is so cute ??? veronika gets smoochies in return u3u

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215-luv · 2 years ago

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HQ BOYS & KISSES

AKAASHI: forehead kisses. he gives them on a daily basis and soon it becomes a habit of his. at some times, when he’s holding your hand on the way to school, he pulls you closer to him the moment you both arrive, then bends down to give a soft kiss over your forehead before the two of you separate ways. he gives you another forehead kiss whenever you feel nervous as a symbol of reassurance, and other times where he’s fiddling with your hair, then smiles adoringly before lowering himself once again to give your forehead a lovely smooch.

SUNA: sneaky cheek kisses. he’s a teasing guy, and that side of his is likely to be seen throughout your relationship. when he’s leaving off to practice, he’ll pull you close with a “see ya, babe” then a quick kiss on the cheek and he’s running off, purposely leaving you in a flustered state. and you know he has that huge dopey grin over his face even with his back turned to you. he’s sometimes (all the time) is just so proud of himself & he has to thank you, his lovely s/o for that.

OSAMU: hand kisses. as your hands are intertwined, he’ll bring the back of your hand to hover them on his lips while his thumb softly rubs against your soft skin. osamu is a sucker for hand holding, whereas whenever you two are seen together you’re always holding hands—and this gives multiple opportunities for your boyfriend to give you hand kisses wherever and whenever he likes (which is probably all the time!)

BOKUTO: kisses on the lips. he love, love, love, LOVES to show off and that includes you—his cute n adorable s/o. he isn’t afraid of public displays of affection, whereas whenever he gets the chance, he gives you a playful peck on the lips. at some time, when he’s about to leave you on the bleachers for practice, he sends a goodbye saying “watch me, okay?!” along with a quick peck on the lips that has him grinning while his lips are pressed onto yours. don’t forget the way his team members gags at the sound of lip smacking everytime they witness your boyfriend’s lack of shame when it comes to you.

KUROO: kisses on the nose. kuroo has to be a tease, but he is such a sweetheart especially for you (and maybe only for you). he has that lovesick smirk on his face while he’s holding your face with his two hands and has himself lowered down to give the tip of your nose a soft kiss. plus points for him when he sees you all flustered, and his grin widens, “what’s with that look? you have a crush on me, don’t you?” like you two haven’t been dating for more than a year now.

ATSUMU: shoulder kisses. the more advantage for him if you’re wearing an off-shoulder. at any time, he’ll be hovering behind you to greet you with a shoulder kiss and a hand sneaking on the side of your waist. you could feel his lips moving against your shoulder and his warm breath as he murmurs lowly, “hello beautiful.” and then moves his head to the side to rest his cheek against your shoulder, looking at you with dazed eyes and a lovesick grin.

IWAIZUMI: neck kisses. he’s a lowkey guy, but that doesn’t stop him from showing his affection for you. he preferably does them in private, when you two are alone together so he could indulge himself without the stares of other people. while the two of you are alone, he’ll swipe your hair to the side to expose your neck, the gentle touch of his fingertips sending you goosebumps as you feel his warm breath against the side or the back of your neck. then he slowly hovers down to let his lips tenderly touch your skin like the sensation of a feather. before you know it, you’re faced with the tiny smirk plastered over your boyfriends face.

#i hope u guys love it !!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #akaashi x reader #akaashi fluff #suna x reader #suna fluff #osamu x reader #osamu fluff #bokuto x reader #bokuto fluff #kuroo x reader #kuroo fluff #atsumu x reader #atsumu fluff #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi fluff

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primofate · 3 years ago

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Haikyuu! Headcanon: His different types of kisses

Note: MUAH. I’m posting this first because I’m too heartbroken with the draft that I lost. So, at least please enjoy this one first, my Haikyuu peeps :D

Warnings: not proofread, fluffy

Characters: Daichi, Sugawara, Asahi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Kageyama, Hinata, Tsukishima, Kuroo, Kenma, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Kyotani, Bokuto, Ushijima

Daichi

First Kiss: Soft and careful. Like he’s scared to break you, or scared that he might ruin things. Or just scared he’s a bad kisser. He isn’t, just so you know.

Months after: Still soft, but less careful and more sure of himself. He finally believes that you adore his kisses.

Years after: Does not hesitate to kiss you anymore. He does it whenever he feels like it without thinking too much. It’s sweet, just like he is.

Sugawara

First Kiss: A mix of sweet and unsure. On the verge of ending too soon.

Months after: 100% soft and sweet like cotton candy. The type that comforts you. A fan of nuzzle kisses.

Years after: Will have his face pressed into the crook of your neck 24/7 if he could. But he can’t so he’ll steal kisses anytime the two of you are at arms length of each other.

Asahi

First Kiss: Jittery. Just full of nerves.

Months after: Rarely initiates. You know he wants to kiss you when he stares at your lips for too long or just gets antsy around you.

Years after: Will still get shy in front of others. Mostly forehead kisses in public. The intimate ones are saved for home and alone time.

Nishinoya

First Kiss: Jittery. But in an excited kind of way. Will break into a smile right after it.

Months after: Loud smooches. He just loves showing off and people hearing it.

Years after: Cups your face with both his hands and still does a loud smooch. But now he does it anywhere and anytime and deadass doesn’t care if people look or comment about it.

Tanaka

First Kiss: Painful. Yeah. Like your faces or teeth just bump into each other.

Months after: Suddenly he’s a good kisser. The tilt his head a bit to the side passionate kind that makes you want to wrap your hands round him.

Years after: Passionate x10 The wrap his arms around your waist and pull you close kisser. This one is a grip-his-shirt type of good.

Kageyama

First Kiss: Simple. Done with a blush on his face. A quick peck that happens when he walks you home.

Months after: Still simple. But now it’s more frequent. When you say hello or say goodbye. When you say thank you. When you say any compliment.

Years after: Looks simple, but when no ones looking he’ll kiss you on the lips and it doesn’t feel simple. He’s learned how to put desire into it, not just on his lips but by the way his hands grip your waist.

Hinata

First Kiss: Close-eyed and hopeful. Even if it was just a brief brush it sends him into Lala land.

Months after: Looks at you with puppy eyes when he wants one. Pull you by the hand and casually land one on your lips type.

Years after: Sudden. Unexpected kisses. Everyone could be talking and discussing something and he’ll kiss you. It’ll just last a second but it was totally unpredictable and he does it A LOT.

Tsukishima

First Kiss: Like nothing even happened. Just his hand on your chin, tilting your face up and then...softness. Then it was back to your usual conversation.

Months after: Back hugs and neck kisses. Only in private. Never in public.

Years after: Still not a PDA person. But will show some signs of it. Forehead kisses in public are rare but it happens. And when it happens you can bet your ass someone from his team is going to tease him about it.

Kuroo

First Kiss: Tilt your chin to meet his eyes and leans down with certainty, firm kiss. It’s like he’s done this before.

Months after: Still likes to hold your chin when kissing you. But now he’s the one demanding for it rather than giving it. You know what it means when he beckons you with his finger and his lips are slightly jutted out.

Years after: Kisses everywhere, mostly the neck. Yes even in public. I think he does it to show off sometimes but most of the time he just wants to.

Kenma

First Kiss: Did not know that it has happened until 10 seconds later. Will blush and will not mention it again.

Months after: Nonchalant. You think he doesn’t care about them but every time he tries to kiss you he’s dying a little inside from nervousness.

Years after: Relaxed, but usually only in private. The pull you to his lap and kiss your lips kind. After that, cuddles.

Oikawa

First Kiss: Curious. Like he’s really wondering how your lips would taste like. It’s a full kiss, but gentle in its own ways because he’s trying to savour it.

Months after: Playful. Whenever he wants it, he does it and it’s never just a peck or a quick one. He means his kisses all the time.

Years after: Likes to surprise you with back hugs, followed by peppery kisses on your jawline and ending right on your lips. It feels just like the first time, but better.

Iwaizumi

First Kiss: An in between of confident and unsure. Like he WANTS to do it but is just not sure if he should. Kiss ends up soft, barely there but right after it finishes he says he wants to try again.

Months after: The unsure part is gone. Now it’s just confident and full of love. He treats your lips like some type of treasure. He only really indulges in it when he thinks its the right moment.

Years after: His kisses are like home. It’s frequent but not overly so, there’s still meaning behind all of it and it’s something automatic.

Kyotani

First Kiss: It’s rough but not in a forceful way. Like a overwhelmed with nerves and overdoing it type of way.

Months after: Has calmed down a little and doesn’t just mash his lips on yours. It’s actually gentle and he always turns your head towards his way with a hand on your cheek.

Years after: The type that doesn’t really think about kissing you, but when he sees your lips and they’re especially glossy and ready for him, he’ll just dive in, even in front of people.

Bokuto

First Kiss: Giddy. It would happen suddenly. Like you’re just talking to each other and suddenly you’re stopped by his lips.

Months after: Is at the point of wondering if kissing you every second is too much. So he’s restrained, but when he DOES get to kiss you it’s like fireworks on his lips every single time.

Years after: Showy. The twirl you around and kiss you type. Smooches everywhere. Both cheeks, nose, chin, forehead, lips. You betcha he doesn’t care who’s watching.

Ushijima

First Kiss: Stiff and...it feels like he did it because “It’s what couples do,”

Months after: You realize he kisses you because he wants to. You know this because he actually does it in front of his teammates and he doesn’t see anything wrong with it.

Years after: Sometimes when he does an awesome spike he might look at you and you know he’s saying ‘I deserve a kiss for that,’ the thing is, he gives you that look for nearly everything he does now XD

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