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taehyungsgrowl · 4 years ago

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SFW Alphabet for Nate

I think I did it wrong last time bc I was waiting for people to send me letters when I was just supposed to go down the list. But I’m a dummy so disregard half of what I say.

i hope you guys like them and thank you virgo anon for the input w these 🥺i love our baby 🥺

Here we go:

A- Activity (What is their favorite activity to do with you.)

-- i think he likes doing new things w you. and i know that sounds cliche BUT hear me out. duncan is a bit of a home body 🥺loves to be curled up w reader sharing kissies and cuddling. nate enjoys that too but i think trying new adventures w you is his favorite. i can see him being the type to like hiking dates!! (also lets not forget the tik tok videos you guys make together )

B- Beginnings (How do they act in the beginning of a relationship)

-- considering the beginning did start off as something kinda casual between him and reader, he kept it as such. but he’s such a natural charmer that even when he’s not trying, he just comes across as super sweet. they’d finish hooking up and he’d offer her to stay over or get them food (not bc he felt like he needed to but it’s just the kinda guy he is) i think he probably let his goofy side out right at the beginning as well. its what helped y/n open up to him and feel at ease w him 🥺

C- Communication (Are they good communicators? How do they normally talk about their problems or solve issues)

-- big sigh. nate? was the KING of communication!! hell! he was able to talk to duncan (who ISNT the best at communicating) when they weren’t even friends and helped him talk to dumb!reader. plus he’d always been open about his feelings. told y/n right away when he knew he was in love. (i only say he WAS bc he should have told y/n he was struggling before he ended up in the hospital 🥺)

D- Drunk (What are they like when they’re drunk)

-- koala bear cuddly drunk!! not just between him and reader! but he will love on anyone! (omg.. you know dunc was a little 😳when drunk!bro!nate started hugging him... hiding his face in duncs neck... telling he smells good... telling him how much he loves him... bros 👯‍♂️)

E- Emergency (How are they in emergency situations? You get hurt, they get hurt, someone is dying etc..)

— oh god. nate is the type to keep cool and collected in an emergency - even if he were the one having an emergency 🥺 like if reader would’ve been w him during his car accident, she would have been worried sick over him and he’d just be like, “hey, look at me. i’m okay, yeah? a lot stronger than i look, babe.” even if it hurt like hell because he doesn’t wanna worry her. if you were in an emergency or got hurt, he’d go into sexy doctor mode. “tell me where it hurts.” squeezing your hand to reassure you, “i got you.” also kissies where it hurts 🥺 and he’s such a good listener too wow we have no choice but to simp.

F- Free Spot (I’ll give you any headcanon I come up with)

-- i’m just gonna share one head canon that virgo anon tossed at me that really made me 🥺 baby nate 🥺 and how when he was younger he was always a nice boy 🥺 but wasnt the popular or “hot” one until he grew into himself in college 🥺 when he got maxie and it helped him manage his stress enough to be able to make connections 🥺y’all when she said that it made me heart 🥺 my sweet boy

G- Gifts (What kind of gifts do they give? What kind of gifts do they get?)

-- i think his gifts are rarely “over the top” but !! they’re simple and personalized!!! like a lil necklace w his initials / name 🥺or maybe he has someone make a picture of you two into an animation? like have someone draw you guys (do u know what im talking about?) as far as gifts for him, he enjoys like “interactive gifts” like sending him on a lil scavenger hunt (nate loves setting them up for you too 🥺) but if you set one up for HIM? god! he’d love you!

H- Hugs (How do they show affection/cuddle)

-- nate loves! loves! to give forehead kissies (not just because he’s tall fjhsjh) and being hugged (or picked up) in his strong arms!! loves it!! he loves being the big spoon 🥺i love him.

I- Irritation (What is something that irritates them? How do they show their irritation?)

-- that reader continues to choose duncan over him fkjsvsfkv he wears his heart on his sleeve so i think when nate is upset or irritated... you know.

J- Jackpot (How would they spend their winnings if they won the lottery?)

-- does nate have more $ than the shepherds? debatable. but he isn’t as... flashy w his money as duncan is. he’s a little more down to earth if that makes sense. BUT thats besides the point. he’d probably donate a lot to a charity of his choice than take you on a little get away. maybe a cross country road trip 🥺 or off to an island getaway. he’s flexible.

K- Kryptonite (What is their ultimate weakness?)

-- virgo anon made me 🥺when we were talking about this bc nate would do anything for the people he loves and 🥺that gets him hurt. especially when he feels like those people dont love him in the way he does them 🥺

L- Laughter (What makes them laugh?)

-- clown!! nate is the guy that always keeps you laughing 🥺and most times he cant even contain his own laughter omg i will cry im in love with one man

M- Morning ( How do they wake up in the morning? Are they a morning person or a morning grouch?)

-- he’s a morning person 🥺 likes to start off his morning with a run and protein shake SMH fitness KING.

N- Needy (When do they feel particularly needy? How do they show it?)

-- he’s so used to being the one who’s needed 🥺 it takes him a while to be comfy being vulnerable and needy. idk if there’s anything in particular that sets him off to be like this - but i’d like to think it happens at random. like youre on the couch and he just nuzzles his face on your tummy for you to pet his hair. he demonstrates it by wanting to be close to you 🥺

O- Oasis (Where is their happy place? Where would they go if they didn’t have anything holding them back?)

-- i think he’d be the kinda guy that enjoys the sun (not just bc he looks hot, shirtless on a beach) but yes. somewhere nice and sunny where he could have maxie w him 🥺if he could stay on the beach where he started falling for dumb!reader (with her) for ever he would 🥺

P- Pain (How do they handle pain? How do they handle when you are in pain?)

-- emotional or physical? jfgksjdgsdk but no i think if he’s well regulated, he can handle pain well - it’s when he’s not that it’s a problem (w emotional pain) he stops taking care of himself the way he should and really spirals into his head a lot you know 🥺i think he can handle others being in pain better than himself bc he loves a lot and its easier to focus his attention on trying to fix things for them (like we said his biggest weakness is doing too much for those he loves)

Q- Quote (What’s a quote that fits them and your relationship)

-- “loving is easy” fjskfsf not to be too corny but 🥺being w nate was easy... always on the same page.. and made her feel good. 🥺

R- Reunion (How do they celebrate seeing you after a long time of being apart)

-- lots!!! of kissies!! picking you up!! holding you close!!! physical touch is pretty high on his love language list i think 🥺(i think quality time or acts of service might be his top two though)

S- Stress (What stresses them out? How do deal with stress and how do they relieve it?)

-- i generally think duncan is more of a control freak than nate, but i do think to some extent, they’re similar that when things feel out of their control, it really stresses them out. i think it manifests at different times. i think for duncan its more trivial things whereas w nate, if he feels like he could be doing something to “fix” something and he cant do anything it freaks him out. hes a healer, you know. i think working out is a big stress reliever for him 🥺my strong baby!! that and goofing off w reader 🥺

T- Terror (What are they afraid of?)

-- this kinda ties into his weakness (and could be amplified by his younger years) but he’s afraid of not really being enough for those he loves. especially if he was teased as a kid 🥺maybe thats why in a lot of his nightmares the theme of abandonment appears a lot 🥺i made myself SAD 🥺

U- Unique (What is a quirk that is unique to them?)

-- i asked virgo anon for help on this one 🥺and i love her so much 🥺 nate tugs on his hair when he’s nervous 🥺 he gets a lil annoyed after he buzzes it off and doesnt have much to pull on 🥺he likes to hold hands when spooning. loves to sing along to disney movies (but lets be honest, he’s the real prince KING)

V- Violence (Do they fight a lot? Are they a good fighter? What is their fighting style?)

-- well... idk if it’s fair to say he fights a lot because he tries not to resort to that - especially grad school nate. mostly because he knows he’s good at fighting. omfg... boxer!nate.... may have all my rights. and he doesn’t really wanna hurt anyone. BUT if needed!!! he will throw down. (ex. when dunc wouldnt let y/n leave the house. and then attacked him!! nate had to stand his ground 😌

W- Wow (What do you do that really surprises them? What do you do that they really like?)

-- idk i think nate was probably really surprised when reader gave him that second chance at friendship in the bathroom 🥺didnt think she would. on a lighter note, surprising him w fresh cooked meals always make him 🥺because... he’s trying but hasnt mastered the cooking thing yet.

X- (Explicit headcanon. For all you degenerates)

-- he’s uhh packing 😳and it hits all the right spots, you know 😳omfg and lets not forget the dickscussion we had about his head game being stronger than duncans 😌

Y- Yucky (Is there something that grosses them out so badly that they can’t deal with it?)

-- i wasnt sure what really grossed out medical professionals (if anything djsfs) but we kinda head canon for him to be into family / pediatric medicine so anything w LOTS of blood loss probably freaks him out

Z- ZZZ’s (What are their sleeping habits? Both with and without you)

-- my baby. nate has really bad night terrors especially on bad(tm) days. it usually helps to have someone w him to be able to keep him calm when he wakes up 🥺if its not y/n you can bet maxie will be there for tons of kissies. he’s a sleep talker 🥺and when sleeping w you he loves being big spoon 🥺and when he’s alone, he kinda sleeps curled up and w a lot of pillows. comfort KING

#nate #dumb!reader #nate x dumb!reader #duncan x dumb!reader x nate #duncan shepherd

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stoven-harrington · 5 years ago

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Pre-Christmas Kiss

I did it! I’m so happy I managed to finish this since It’s so freaking cute

Prompt: Hurry up and kiss me so if anyone asks, we can blame it on the mistletoe

I’d like to thank @joekeeray for letting me use their prompt. You’re the best!

Warning: FLUFF

Ship: Robin x Reader

There was snow falling everywhere as I sat by the window, a hot chocolate in my hands. I blow hot air on the window and draw a snowman. Of course, my art skills weren’t the best but I tried, adding details like a top hat and scarf. The snowman looks dopey and I couldn’t help but smile at him.

“Hey, what’s that hot stuff?” Whipping around, Robin is leaning on the doorway of the living room, grinning as she gestured to my work.

“Nothing, just a snowman. It’s cute, right?” She laughs, walking over and hugging me from behind. Her lips brush on my ear as she says,

“Not as cute as you are.” Feeling my cheeks burn from the comment, I bashfully swat at Robin’s arms wrapped around me.

“Stop it, Robin.” Robin nuzzles into my neck, giving me a quick peck on my skin. I could feel my body grow warm and my heart rate spiking.

“Just telling the truth. You’re just so cute.” I giggled, not knowing what to say. If only Robin knew what effect she had on me. If I tried to speak, I’m pretty sure I’d be stumbling over my words. I take a sip of my hot chocolate instead, hoping that the drink will ease the butterflies in my stomach.

“Oh god, can you take this somewhere else?” Steve strolls in, carrying a box of decorations. Robin pulls away, almost causing me to groan when the lack of warmth. She turns to Steve, resting a hand on her hip and grins.

“Why? Jealous much?” He rolls his eyes, placing the box on the coffee table and gesturing to said box.

“Well, some of us, came here to actually help Mrs. Y/L/N with her party, not make kissy faces with her daughter.” Just then, mom walks dressed like Christmas herself and smiles brightly at all of us.

“Merry Christmas!” Robin goes to stand near Steve, making sure not look to too suspicious while clapping as mom struts over to the center of the room.

“Wow, Mrs. Y/L/N, you look great.” Mom acts flattered and swats the air, grinning at Robin while posing.

“Oh, stop, this ol’ dress? It’s nothing.” I groan, mom always does this. She just wants attention over her new dress she got for the party.

“Gimme a break, it’s not even Christmas yet...” Mom shoots a glare before laughing.

“Ahh, my daughter is really funny.” She turns to Robin and Steve. “Anyways, I really want to thank you two for helping me out with the party. I’m so glad that Y/N has such wonderful friends.” Steve smiles and steps closer to mom. And here we see, a wild Steve trying to charm my mother. Will his ‘charm’ be effective? We shall see.

“Of course, Mrs. Y/L/N we’d love to help, especially for your parties. You always host the best get-together's in the neighborhood.” Mom giggles like a school girl. Steve’s charms prove effective. Well played, Harrington. Well played. Robin pipes up from behind Steve.

“Yea, just tell us what to do and we’ll do it.” Mom sighs happily, putting her hands to her chest.

“Ahh, I wish Y/N was like you two, instead of just watching her poor mother slaving away to make the best Christmas parties." I raise my hand.

“I’m right here, I can hear you.” She glances at me and tilts her head, giving me the look.

“Will then maybe you could also help.” Why didn’t I just keep my mouth shut? But before I could voice my complains, I see Robin perk up at the thought. Oh boy.

“Yea, Y/N and I could do one thing while Steve could do something else.” Mom grins at Robin, her face twisting into an even bigger smile. Oh no, I’m afraid. Mom places her hands on Robin’s shoulders as she turns around to face me, Robin beaming with pride that mom likes her.

“What a great idea, Robin. I have just the perfect job for you and Y/N.” I take another sip of my chocolate, slurping loudly while staring down mom. We don’t break eye contact even when I speak,

“Greeeaaattt. Just so you know, you may put me to work, but I’ll still hate every minute of it.” Mom waves away my statement, rolling her eyes.

“Yes, yes, as if you don’t love Christmas.” I laugh.

“Oh, I do, but not when I have to decorate the whole house like a bunch of elves threw up in the whole house.” She scoffs.

“Oh hush,” she steps away and grabs a small box next to the tree, walking over and dumping it near my feet, “now, you and Robin go put decorations along the doorframes. And don’t forget to hang the mistletoes.” Steve clears his throat, to get mom to look back at him.

“And what would you like me to do, Mrs. Y/L/N?” Mom is smiling from ear to ear and quite frankly, it’s lil creepy.

“You, my darling Steve, shall help me with the food and cookies. Come now, there’s so much to do.” She walks off into the kitchen, expecting Steve to follow.

“Coming, Mrs. Y/L/N!” He shoots me and Robin a thumbs up before following where mom went. I stare after him, wishing him luck. With mom, he’s definitely gonna need it. Robin chuckles, running her hand up and down my arm while stealing a quick kiss on my cheek. I let out a giggle and look at her dopey grin.

“Let’s hope dingus doesn’t do anything stupid. Come on, let’s go decorate the doorways.” She holds my hand and tries to bring me over to the box of decorations mom dumped on us but I groan. I try to turn around and reach for my hot coco when I feel Robin throw her arms around and pull me into her, dragging us closer and closer to the box. “Oh, no you don’t. We gotta do this for your mom.” I whine, still reaching for my coco, my arms stretching out. Damnit, why can’t I stretch my arms like Mr. Fantastic? Time to try a different tactic. I slump against her, and give her my best puppy dog look over my shoulder.

“But my coco…” She laughs, shaking her head. “No, you’re not tricking me.” I pout more, hoping she’ll cave in.

“Please, Robin, you know how I need my coco…” Her face softens for a quick second but then shakes her head again. “No, you just want to sit on the couch and not help. I want to make a good impression with your mother.” I bark out a laugh.

“Pffft, please, mom loves you and Steve already for just offering to help her out with her Christmas party.” She grins, seemingly proud of herself while still keeping me close to her and away from my coco.

“Really? Your mom likes me?” I scoff, tossing my hands up.

“Yea, she goes on about how you helped me with my paper for that one class and how you manage to help Steve to babysit the kids all the time.” I suddenly feel her loosen her grip at me as the grin on her pink lips widen. She’s so pretty, ugh, I’m so lucky she likes me. Wait- now’s not the time, it’s time for coco! She yelps as I quickly scramble out of her arms,even though I would love to be in her arms and snuggle forever, rushing over to the coco and down it as she yells at me. “Hey, Y/N!” I laugh like a menace when she snatches the cup from me, tipping it over to reveal nothing is left. She sighs, glancing over and giving me a pointed look. “Really?” I shrug.

“Hey, never get between me and hot coco, you will lose.” She tries to hide her smile by looking away but I could see the happiness in her eyes.

“Guess I have got to keep that in mind next time.” She places my cup on the table when I nudge her shoulder a bit, curling my hands around her arm and leaning into her.

“Come on, I’ll make it up to you.” She tilts her head over to me, giving me a better view of her gorgeous ocean eyes that I love to look at.

“How?” I jerk my chin at the box.

“By helping you leave an even better impression for my mom.” She pouts for a moment before shaking her head.

“Fine. I can’t win with you.” I grin while picking up the box, walking into the next room.

“Okay, so mom’s gonna want things perfect and has a certain way of putting the-” I spin around and see her gawking at me, leaning into the doorframe. I quickly put the box down on the table of the dining room and run my fingers through my hair. Noooo, there’s not knots and it’s not a mess. I wipe my mouth, hoping that I don’t have a chocolate ring around my mouth. Alright, there’s nothing that would make her stare at me like this, what gives? I gesture at my face and body, not breaking eye contact. “Is there something I’m not seeing here? I got something on my face or what?” She starts laughing, shaking her head.

“No, just amazed how quickly you changed your tune. Anyways, what do I have to do?” I huff before clearing my throat. She’s lucky I like her. I direct my attention to the door frames, pointing at the ones in the room.

“Okay, so as I was saying, mom has a way of putting these things up and-”

“Hey where do these go?” I turn around, Robin holding up the mistletoes with a curious look.

“Those go on each of the door frames, just like they did last year, remember?” She shakes her head.

“Ah no, I don’t, cause we weren’t dating at the time, ‘member?” Ahh that’s right. Steve’s family and I were always friends so me and Steve were friends but Robin was different. Robin and I didn’t really talk much in school but when we all worked in Scoops Ahoy, we grew close. To the point that Steve ended up being the butt of all our jokes. I smile at the memories.

“Right, I forgot. Ever since the summer, it just felt like you’ve always been there.” The times where we’d tease Steve on trying to flirt, nagging Steve’s kids, eating at diners during our lunch breaks and after shifts. Then the shit hitting the fan: sneaking into the Russian’s ‘secret’ underground facility, getting drugged up with truth serum, Robin confessing her crush on me, trying to save the kids from the monster, running into Robin’s arms for safety. All that feels like a lifetime ago but I can’t think of my life before meeting Steve and Robin. Not anymore. She flashes a soft smile back, walking over and standing next to me.

“Yea, it does feel like that huh?” We couldn’t really say anything, the memories and the unspoken understanding of what we went through. We both just stood there but I couldn’t help but reach for Robin’s hand, squeezing it, reminding myself that we’re here for each other. She doesn’t look at me but she squeezes my hand just as hard. After a moment, Robin laughs quietly, pulling away and turning to face me. “Hey, I just got an idea.” I could see the wheels spinning in her head and I let out a groan.

“Oh man, I’m afraid.” Hiding her hands behind her, she leans her face close to mine, grinning.

“You love my ideas.” Okay, I do agree with her: some of Robin’s ideas are pretty awesome. My favorite idea she had was ‘borrowing’ Steve’s car and swimming in the lake under the stars. But not like I’d ever tell her that, at least, not to prove her point right now. She’d be so smug but I am curious.

“Fine, what is your idea?” She leans back, shaking her head. “I’m not telling buuuttt, I do need you to close your eyes.” I cock an eyebrow at her. What is she gonna do? I wanna know but I also want to tease her a bit though. I grin, crossing my arms.

“Oh yea? What if I don’t want to close my eyes?” She groans, pouting her soft pink lips out as she slouches a bit. NO, NOT THE LIP POUT! I’m too weak!

“Come on, humor me?” She’s not playing fair and she knows it! Ughhhh, damnit. Weakly, I nod and her whole face lights up. “Great!” I knew it, it was all a trick. Guess this is what I get for messing with her earlier. I almost open my mouth but she gestures to my hands. “Go on, cover your eyes.” I roll my eyes.

“Alright alright.” Complying, I cover my eyes and stand still. I can hear her walking further into the room.

“Are your eyes closed?” I huff out a sigh. Maybe I should just lie and peek at what she’s doing? Just what does she have planned?

“Yes, yes, my eyes are closed.” I hear her rummaging through the box and my curiosity perks up. Seriously, what does she have planned with the decorations?

“You sure?” I didn’t even have to see her to know she was smirking. She knows she got me. I really should just open my eyes and ruin her fun but deep down, I’m excited.

“I’m sure, Robin! What are you planning here?” She laughs, her footsteps moving around the room. I start to sway around, hoping she’ll just tell what she’s doing.

“You’ll see in a sec, just wait.” The suspense is killing me! She doesn’t say anything for a bit and all I can hear is her walking around and the sound of chimes from one of the decorations we have. There’s nothing for second until she lets out a yelp. I turn to the sound and almost open my eyes, imaging the worst but she suddenly yells, “Don’t! Keep your eyes closed!” Seriously?!

“That doesn’t sound promising!” She laughs again, sounding a little winded. She sighs.

“It’s was nothing, promise. Just: trust me.” I cross my arms, hoping that she sees my pose.

“Famous last words.” She says nothing else while the sounds of chimes continue for a bit until I something grab my hands. “Ah!” My heartrate spikes as I feel her breathe on my face as she chuckles, her hands running up and down my arms.

“Relax, babe, it’s just me.” I slump my shoulders, the racing in my heart pounding so loud in my chest. I still have my eyes closed as I squeeze her hand hard.

“Well, warn me next time, you gave me a heart attack. Can I open my eyes yet?!” “Not yet, just follow me.” She tugs me along quickly as I try not to stumble after her.

“Robin, slow down. I’m gonna trip over my own feet.” She ignores me and keeps tugging, dragging me to the spot until she stops.

“Okay, open your eyes.” The first thing I see is her, grinning like a madman as she looks up. Following her line of sight, I finally understand why she’s excited. Hanging above us is a mistletoe, and I can’t help but laugh as I look back at her. She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer to her. “So?” I cock an eyebrow at her.

“This was your bright idea? The mistletoe?” She shrugs, the dopey smile never leaving her lips.

“Well yea. It’s tradition that whoever stands under the mistletoe has to kiss right?” Oh, I love this idea. I wrap my arms around her waist, enjoying the glint in her eyes as I run the tip of my nose down the side of her cheek.

“And we have to follow tradition. It’s the law.” She pulls back, looking up once more at the mistletoe then back at me again, shaking my shoulders and groaning.

“Yea so, hurry up and kiss me so if anyone asks, we can blame it on the mistletoe." We both laugh, staring into each other eyes until I look down at her lips. I’ve been looking at those lips this whole time. Her plump, pink lips look so inviting that just as she was about to say something else, I went for it. She ran her fingers through my hair as I try to pull her even closer, to get rid of any distance between us. I swore she could hear my heart rate racing even more when she rests her hands on my chest, sighing as she withdraws from the kiss. I giggle as I see the dazed look on her face. “Yea? How was that?” She blinks, staring at nothing for a second before rolling her eyes, acting nonchalant.

“It was alright…” Is she for real? I stare at her in shock.

“Are you serious?” She shrugs.

“Well, you know, someone said they didn’t love my ideas, so maybe this idea was a bust.” She steps away and turns around, attempting to walk away before I snatch her hand and yank her back in my arms. She looks at me expectedly, probably waiting to hear that I loved this idea. Oooo two can play this game. I grab her face and kiss her once more, kissing her lips, her cheeks, brushing my mouth down her neck.

“Oh yea, you wanna play this game?” She starts to squirm in my arms, giggling like crazy and I’m drowning in her wonderful voice. I can listen to her laugh forever. What were we even doing before? I completely forgot.

“Have you guys seriously been making out this whole time I was helping your mom with the cookies?” We snap our heads towards the door, Steve standing there with his hands on his hips. Me and Robin both look at each other and try to hide our smiles, pointing at the mistletoe hanging above us.

“No, we’re putting up the mistletoes.” Robin squeezes me closer, grinning at Steve.

“Yea, we’re just following tradition and kissing under it. It is Christmas tradition to kiss under the mistletoe after all, dingus.” He huffs, rolling his eyes as he walks closer to us.

“Yeah, I know the tradition. Can we get back to finishing up though? We only have a bit before guests arrive.” Finally, me and Robin let go of each other with a groan, letting our fingers brush together before drifting apart. Damn, I’d much rather cuddle with Robin and watch some tv right now. Ugh, damn Steve and his horrible timing. I glare at Steve, pouting with my arms crossed.

“Jeez, since when did you turn into my mother?” He scoffs, looking back at the doorframe then at me.

“ I am not your mother. Just hurry up, I rather not have your mom yell at us until after I try her amazing food.” I knew he had a reason for being here. ‘The goodness of my heart’ he said. HA! My ass. I point a finger at him.

“I knew it!” He flashes a grin.

“Yeah, yeah. Go finish with Robin, I gotta head back to the kitchen to help your mom.” I wave him off as he heads out the room.

“Alright, bye doofus.” Once he leaves, I smirk at Robin, whose already done putting the rest of the decorations up in the room. “Wow, look at you.” She laughs.

“Yeah, I figured I should actually do something while waiting for you to finish talking to dingus.” She’s honestly the best girlfriend I could ever ask for. Without saying anything, I wrap her in a hug, so grateful that she’s here. She lets out a nervous chuckle. “Hey, everything alright.” I nod into her shoulder, not willing to let go just yet.

“Everything’s perfect. You wanna know something?” She draws back, looking into my eyes with slight concern.

“What?” I give a quick peck on her lips.

“This is honestly the best Christmas I could ever ask for.” The concern on her face fades and softens into a gentle expression, stroking the back of my hand with her thumb. Ugh, I love her.

“Same here.” I didn’t think it was possible to have such a happy moment after all the shit we been through yet here we are. And goddamn am I glad that Robin’s still here. Right here, holding my hands, being my girlfriend. She really doesn’t know how much I love her. But this moment is enough.

“Merry Christmas Robin.”

“Merry Christmas Y/N.”

#its a christmas prompt #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley imagine #yall this made me so soft just writing this #I hope you guys enjoy it #this was great to write out #robin needs a girlfriend to love #hella fluffy #fluffy af #i think it would be cute #this was my first time writing for Robin Buckley

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movedvalkyriesryde · 5 years ago

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Exhibition of Future Technologies - 2

Pairing: 40s!Bucky Barnes x enhanced!reader

Summary: Bucky meets the girl of his dreams the day before he ships out again and she holds a mystery about her that he can’t resist.

Warnings: fluff, like a buttload of fluff, lil bit of almost sexy and kissy kissy so that whole 18+ thing and all that

Word Count: 2.695

A/N: whoops my fingers slipped lmao I’m not sorry for it though. Wrote this in about two hours with little proof reading so I hope you enjoy the fluffy desperate mess that are these characters. I absolutely adore them

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Bucky had siked himself up for this moment for three days now. He’d tried a couple times already but he couldn’t even build up the confidence to step round the corner into the hall. He’d done his pep talk, Steve gave him his own pep talk and now he was stood in the hallway peering through the window trying to get a glimpse of Dr Banner’s new assistant.

“I’m not the same man I used to be. What if she doesn’t like who I am now?” he had been pulling at his hair as he paced across his room and Steve and Sam sat on his bed. The two men looked at each other then back at Bucky with bored looks, the man was on repeat for three days and they were about to shove him into that lab themselves.

“I think we’re glossing over the fact this girl somehow figured out time travel, or possibly stole Tony’s device,” Steve rolled his eyes at Sam, extensive background checks had been done before she was hired. Bruce had been, subtly, questioned about her character and could only say positive things. For the moment, how she was in 1943 and present day was not the biggest worry as of this second. Bucky’s biggest worry was how she would react to him, it was whether or not she would even remember him, remember the day they had.

“Sam would you quit it! This is the love of his life, the girl who got away, she’s his Doll!” Steve stood from his seat and walked towards Bucky, holding his shoulders with a firm grasp. “You got this bud, go in there. Go and get your girl and for the love of god. Don’t. Let. Her. Get. Away again!” With each word Steve shook Bucky slightly before he finished with a nod of his head and shoved Bucky towards the door.

Bucky was racking his hands through his hair and opening the door to the lab. He would not let his Doll get away from him again. He walked slowly through the main area of the lab towards the office at the back that was hidden away. That’s when he saw her, sitting on the stool with papers and books spread out around her laptop which she was currently scrolling through. She had Bucky breathless, he stood by the wall that separated the office from the main area of the lab with his arms loose at his sides and his mouth agape. It was 100% her.

“Doll?” he whispered out, frozen in his spot. Y/N spun her head around and sucked in a breath when she saw the man in the doorway.

He didn’t look much different she thought, she expected him to have long hair, for his shoulders to be tense and his eyes tired and pained. But he wasn’t. His hair was short but slightly longer on the top like it had been in ‘43, he even had that little loose bit of fringe that refused to sit with the rest of his hair. His body was relaxed, his face clear and tanned. She wondered if he remembered her, or if maybe he called everyone Doll now, maybe she wasn’t so different.

Y/N had to keep her composure, she couldn’t let him know her dirty little secret, she couldn’t risk it. So she smiled shyly, stood from her stool and took a step towards him, sticking her hand out to shake.

“You must be Bucky, I’m Y/N, Dr Banner’s new assistant,” he shook her hand gently and she sat back in her seat.

“How do you-?”

“Well, the metal hand is one give away, I’ve also seen pictures, there’s some in Steve’s office,” she ticked something off on a piece of paper and smiled at him again. Bucky nodded his head and rubbed his hand over his jaw, this wasn’t exactly the romantic reunion he was hoping for, maybe she didn’t remember him. “Are you looking for Dr Banner?”

“Uhh, yea,” Bucky took a step further into the room as she stood again and gathered some papers, walking towards the photocopier. “He told me to pop round so,”

“Oh, well he’s at lunch with Tony at the moment. He should be back in ten minutes or so though if you wanted to stick around, or I can tell him you stopped by,” she kept her attention on the task of photocopying the graphs and analysis notes she’d made. This was too formal for her liking, he didn’t remember her.

“Is it okay if I wait?” Bucky said standing in the middle of the room, she glanced at him and nodded as she walked past and stood in front of her laptop. “What are you doing?”

“Some weather analysis actually,” she smiled to herself and kept her head down, “I’m testing to see how much Sam’s wings can take in extreme weather. The coldest of cold in winter, warmest of warms in summer sort of thing.”

Bucky’s ears perked when she mentioned winter and summer, what if she did remember him? He had to test this. “That sounds pretty interesting, he’ll probably be pleased to know his suit can withstand any season.” Y/N heard the smile in his voice and the small step he took. What if he does remember her?

“Do you have a preferred season Bucky?” she asked peering at him quickly before turning back to her screen. Bucky tried to hold back the smile that spread across his face, biting the inside of his cheeks to prevent it from getting any wider.

“I do actually,” he looked towards the door and then back to her, taking another small step towards her.

“What is it?”

“Spring.”

“And why’s that?” she bit her bottom lip to suppress her own smile.

“I like what it represents,” he stood right behind her now, close enough to touch his hands hovered over her back, “coming out of the dark someone once told me,” he smiled, she turned to look at him over her shoulder with a small smile.

“The lines at ice cream parlors are always shorter as well,” she said, her smile widened, Bucky breathed out a laugh as he pressed his forehead against hers and held her face in his hands.

“I knew it was you Doll, I can’t believe you’re here.” She held his wrists and closed her eyes briefly. “How are you here?” He whispered quietly, she opened her eyes and tried to blink back the water in her eyes as she took a step back out of his grip.

“I shouldn’t - I stayed too long. I shouldn’t have - I’m so sorry Bucky, I’m so sorry.” This was wrong, this was so very very wrong. She fucked up, she fucked up so bad why did she have to experiment with her powers why couldn’t she just be happy with how she was. She took another step back as he took one forward. God but she loved that day she spent with him so much she knew she would do the exact same thing over and over again if given the choice.

“Don’t, please don’t apologise for that day Doll,” he reached out and brushed his fingers over the back of her hand, “how is this possible though?” his voice was quiet and soft, not wanting to frighten her. Y/N took her hand away from his and curled it into a fist, she clapped her fists together and in a small blast of light she was gone from where she stood.

“They call me a jumper, well people with my powers.” Y/N said from behind him now, he spun around, his eyes were wide in shock. “It was an accident, I was running late and then all of a sudden I’d gone back five minutes and didn’t miss my train.” She fidgeted with her hands, looking down at her feet. “Then I started experimenting, seeing how much I could do, how far back I could go. I haven’t gone forward, I don’t want to see the future, but the past,” she looked up at the ceiling, a smile breaking out on her face, “it just fascinates me, and I had this dress from Halloween so I thought I’d see if I could go back further than my own timeline, and I did.”

Bucky shook his head in amazement. It made sense, it made perfect sense and here she was in front of him proving it to her. He felt like she was meant to go back and meet him, like it was fate that she ended up at that fair. Bucky moved toward her and took her hands in his own causing her to look at him. He smiled at her, that toothy smirk she had imprinted in her brain from their day out.

“I shouldn’t have talked to you, I didn’t mean to I promise. I just - I saw the posters, I wanted to see the show. Then you were stood next to me and I recognised you and I just. I wanted to talk to you, wanted to know if the stories were true and,” she let out a laugh as he watched her, “you’re definitely not a womaniser and Steve is right to call you a giant nerd.” Y/N squeezed her eyes shut, “please don’t tell anyone Bucky, please they can’t know.”

Bucky ran his fingers through her hair and pulled Y/N into his chest. She pleaded for him to keep her secret, ‘they can’t know’ she kept repeating.

“I won’t,” his fingers were tangled in her hair and his vibranium arm tightened around her waist, “I promise I won’t, I’m just so fucking thankful you’re here Doll.” His breath shook as he spoke and she pulled away and looked up at him. Steve’s words ran through his brain at that moment, don’t you dare let her get away, he told himself. So he didn’t, he cupped her face and he kissed her like his life depended on it, to him, it did.

And she kissed him back. She wrapped her hands around the collar of his shirt and she pulled him against her. His arms gripped her waist, they pulled at her shirt, moved up her back and back down and squeezed her hips. She pulled him down further by his neck as he licked at her lip, smiling as she opened her mouth slightly immediately at his request. Bucky choked back a whimper as his tongue explored her mouth, she tasted the same, he noted. Bitter with a touch of sweetness, he knew what it was now though, caramel latte, but he liked to believe that sweetness was still just her.

They heard the door open and Tony’s voice immediately sounded throughout the lab. Y/N pushed Bucky away, she straightened her shirt and turned back to her laptop while he ran his fingers through his hair and rubbed his hand down his face, trying to compose himself.

“We bought you some leftovers. Hello Barnes, what brings you to our neck of the woods? Here to meet Banners lovely new assistant?” Tony dropped the bag of leftovers next to her on the table and smiled brightly at Bucky who shoved his hands in his pocket.

“Bruce said I should pop by,” he muttered out, his eyes darting between Y/N, Tony and Bruce.

“I did, wanted to introduce you to Y/N, thought you two might hit it off,” Bruce smiled innocently between the two of them, “but I suppose you two have already met, damn.”

“Uh, yea. I should get going, training.” Bucky nodded before bidding a small farewell to the two men, giving a small smile to Y/N before darting out the door.

“How’s the flying car coming along Tony?” Bucky heard Y/N say as he closed the door and walked back to his room laughing to himself.

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It was nearing eight when Y/N walked out of the lab with her jacket on, ready to go to sleep as soon as she got home.

It was nearing eight as Bucky leaned against the wall in the hallway waiting for her to round the corner towards the elevators.

She let out a yelp as soon as she felt arms wrap around her waist and pull her into their chest.

“Shush, geez Doll it’s just me,” Bucky laughed into the back of her neck as he lowered her back to the ground and spun her round to face him.

“What are you doing here?” she laughed at him, looking around to make sure they were alone. They’d just met, well, that’s what the team thought. If they saw Bucky and Y/N this close after only having just met they’d be some questions.

“Thought I could take you out for a late snack, if you want,” he bit his lip and let go of her hips, taking a small step back. “I wanted to tell you something as well.” She hummed an acknowledgment, finding his hand when he didn’t respond straight away. “I’m not - I’m not the same man I was in ‘43 Y/N. I need you to know that before I take you out, before whatever happens happens. I’m damaged goods and I’m recovering but I’m never going to be that man again,” Bucky rushed his words out, watching his fingers play with hers nervously.

“Bucky, I only knew that man for less than 24 hours,” she brushed her fingers over his jaw, squeezing his hand in reassurance, “how about that late night snack, we can properly get to know each other.”

Bucky leaned into her touch, he kissed her palm, held her wrist as she placed small pecks on her finger tips. “Still got me wrapped around your finger though,” he smirked, leaning in and kissing her softly. And again with more force, again with more passion, a little bit longer each time until she was pulled against his chest, her arms in his hair and his hands slipping up her back underneath her shirt. They both laughed and giggled as they continued to kiss and make their way towards the elevator. He pressed her against the door next to the buttons and brushed his lips across her jaw and pressed them behind her air.

“I’ve got snacks in my room,” he breathed out as the doors opened and they stepped in, bodies still attached to each other. Y/N nodded against his cheek and Bucky’s hand moved frantically to find the button that would take them to his floor as she pulled him down for another kiss.

“Geez Y/N,” Bucky breathed out pulling her out of the elevator and walking backwards down the hall, “Doll, I’m never letting you go,” he paused in front of his door, opening it and pulling her in after him.

“Please don’t,” she whispered against him. Bucky ran his hands down her side, he rested his forehead on her shoulder and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He waited a goddamn lifetime for this girl and he was done waiting. He used to think she was the one that got away but here she was, in his arms, kissing his shoulder.

“Luckiest man in the world,” he breathed out holding her tightly. Bucky hoped she knew just how much she meant to him. He hoped she knew just how much that he loved her from the second he promised to let her drive her flying car. Maybe one day he’d tell her. Maybe one day he’d tell her that the way she talked about Spring is something that helped him step out of his own darkness. Maybe one day he’d tell her how happy he was when he saw her sitting in that lab, when he found her again.

Today he was just happy he got his girl, got his Doll and she wanted him as well, and maybe he wasn’t going to tell her just yet but I can promise you that he was going to show her. He was not letting her go this time.

His jumper, his Doll.

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valkyriesryde · 5 years ago

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Exhibition of Future Technologies - 2

Pairing: 40s!Bucky Barnes x enhanced!reader

Summary: Bucky meets the girl of his dreams the day before he ships out again and she holds a mystery about her that he can’t resist.

Warnings: fluff, like a buttload of fluff, lil bit of almost sexy and kissy kissy so that whole 18+ thing and all that

Word Count: 2.695

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“Doll?” he whispered out, frozen in his spot. Y/N spun her head around and sucked in a breath when she saw the man in the doorway.

“You must be Bucky, I’m Y/N, Dr Banner’s new assistant,” he shook her hand gently and she sat back in her seat.

“How do you-?”

“Uhh, yea,” Bucky took a step further into the room as she stood again and gathered some papers, walking towards the photocopier. “He told me to pop round so,”

“Is it okay if I wait?” Bucky said standing in the middle of the room, she glanced at him and nodded as she walked past and stood in front of her laptop. “What are you doing?”

“I do actually,” he looked towards the door and then back to her, taking another small step towards her.

“What is it?”

“Spring.”

“And why’s that?” she bit her bottom lip to suppress her own smile.

“The lines at ice cream parlors are always shorter as well,” she said, her smile widened, Bucky breathed out a laugh as he pressed his forehead against hers and held her face in his hands.

Bucky ran his fingers through her hair and pulled Y/N into his chest. She pleaded for him to keep her secret, ‘they can’t know’ she kept repeating.

“Bruce said I should pop by,” he muttered out, his eyes darting between Y/N, Tony and Bruce.

“I did, wanted to introduce you to Y/N, thought you two might hit it off,” Bruce smiled innocently between the two of them, “but I suppose you two have already met, damn.”

“Uh, yea. I should get going, training.” Bucky nodded before bidding a small farewell to the two men, giving a small smile to Y/N before darting out the door.

“How’s the flying car coming along Tony?” Bucky heard Y/N say as he closed the door and walked back to his room laughing to himself.

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It was nearing eight when Y/N walked out of the lab with her jacket on, ready to go to sleep as soon as she got home.

It was nearing eight as Bucky leaned against the wall in the hallway waiting for her to round the corner towards the elevators.

She let out a yelp as soon as she felt arms wrap around her waist and pull her into their chest.

“Shush, geez Doll it’s just me,” Bucky laughed into the back of her neck as he lowered her back to the ground and spun her round to face him.

His jumper, his Doll.

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magicb0x300 · 5 years ago

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Aidesse: Sleepover CHP 1~

Tonight was going to be amazing...

Jesse trotted down the street, backpack slung around his shoulder.

He was so ecstatic for tonight. Butterflies swarmed in his stomach, and his cheeks were a warm shade of scarlet.

His lively green eyes glittered at the thought of what events Aiden had planned. Scary movies? Cuddle sessions? Kissy tickles?

Jesse bit his lip, a bounce in his step. The excitement was so overwhelming, the brunette could hardly keep upright!

As Jesse made it to his boyfriend's doorstep, he reached up and fixed his hair, fluffed it up, and ruffled it. Aiden loved it when it was all frizzy, and bouncy.

Smiling in satisfaction, Jesse gave a hearty knock on the door, waiting eagerly for Aiden's presence.

As the brunette heard faint footsteps from the other side, he began bouncing on his toes, his lips curling into a shy smile. The butterflies in his tummy fluttered erratically, making him groan in anticipation.

The door clicked, and opened, revealing a tall, handsome brunette. Jesse let out a sigh of both relief, and bliss.

"Aiden," he chirped, cheeks a bright scarlet, and his eyes sparkling nonstop.

"Hey there, my lil dove," Aiden greeted, opening his arms. Jesse, with no hesitation at all, dove right into the taller boy's arms, snuggling into Aiden's embrace, feeling so warm and fuzzy. "H- hi," he greeted quietly, looking up at Aiden with large, green eyes.

"Missed you, dove," Aiden whispered, leaning down to kiss the shorter male's cheek. Jesse giggled, nuzzling Aiden's nose, "not as much as I missed you," he replied, turning his foot side to side.

"Pretty sure I missed you tons more," Aiden winked. Jesse pouted, "no! I missed you more than tons!"

Aiden chortled, "alright alright," he shrugged. "C'mon, let's head inside," he said, leading the shorter inside.

As both men made it inside, Jesse slung his bag off his shoulder, and pulled Aiden to the sofa. "Come with me, handsome," Jesse giggled, stepping behind Aiden to push him onto the plush furniture.

Aiden chortled, "what's up, gorgeous?" he asked, raising a brow. Jesse hummed, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear. "Before we, uhm...begin our first sleepover," he said, "we gotta do a little activity~," he purred, tugging at his pine green hood, before pulling it over his head.

Aiden smirked, a light scarlet blush painting his cheeks. "Oh? And what's that?" he asked knowingly.

The shorter brunette bit his lip, discarding his oversized hood on the floor. He was wearing a bright red crop top shirt, the words printed on it reading: ~Wild~

"New shirt, lil fawn?" Aiden inquired, wiggling his brows, "me likey~," he purred. Jesse smiled widely, blush overcoming his face. "Would you like a closer look?" Jesse asked, taking a dainty step forward.

"I'd like nothing more," the taller male rumbled, opening his arms once again. Jesse crept forward, slowly straddling the other, his arms snaking around Aiden's shoulders.

Aiden's smirk grew, "wow," he sighed, "you look incredibly hot," he chortled. Jesse hummed pecking Aiden's nose, "you're so sweet, Aiden," he mewled, caressing Aiden's ears.

"Maybe not as sweet as your lips," Aiden whispered, using a finger to slightly part Jesse's lips. The shorter male looked delicious.

"What were you saying about that 'little activity'?" Aiden inquired, leaning in slightly. "Oh, thank you for reminding me," Jesse teased, leaning forward and pressing his lips against the other's.

This was going to be fun.

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instantezra · 6 years ago

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Toothpaste Kisses

Brian May x Reader

Summary: It’s always a good morning when you live with Brian May

Word Count: this is a short one!! only 763 words

Warnings: Fluff fluff fluff fluff!! And a little suggestive at the end but not a lot

A/N: listen to “toothpaste kisses” by the maccabees because when i tell you it’s the cutest shit ever i MEAN IT. i just wanted to write a lil short thing because i can’t stop listening to this song lately and it’s real cute and gives me bri vibes

Scrubbing in circles - two minutes, just like you’d heard since you were a child - you rid yourself of the nasty taste in your mouth. You leaned your head down under the stream of water from the faucet, filling your mouth to rinse. As you spit out the water and turned off the faucet, you heard a familiar tinny sound from outside the bedroom. Wasn’t that your instrument?

Pulling on pajama shorts and your boyfriend’s robe, you stretched as you walked out into the living room to find the source. There was no doubt it was Brian - he was a morning person. You hadn’t even felt him get out of bed earlier. There was no sight of him in the living room, and the kitchen was already cleaned up from the breakfast he must have made himself. The ukulele-strumming kept playing though, and you turned towards the noise to see the back door slightly ajar.

Long legs stretched out into the lawn, Brian was sitting on the bottom step of the stairs leading down from the porch. He was still in his pajamas, his flannel pants probably a bit too warm for the spring weather of the morning. You slipped through the door, tiptoeing over to where he was. You bent at your knees - hoping they wouldn’t pop and give you away - and placed your hands over his eyes. He did the little jump he often did when someone surprised him, a small chuckle bubbling from his throat as he gripped the neck of the ukulele.

“Well good morning to you, too, (Y/N).” He peeled your hands from his face, looking up at you and making a kissy face.. You grinned back and obliged, planting a sweet kiss on his plush, pink lips. Soon after the kiss, though, you grimaced. “Minty fresh, huh?”

“I am, yeah. You on the other hand…” Your nose scrunched up at the smell of his breath. Brian chuckled and pulled your face down closer to his, planting a multitude of kisses on your cheeks as you faked a gag at his morning breath. “Whatcha workin’ on? With my ukulele nonetheless...”

“Oh, I hope you don’t mind, love. I just like the sound for what I’m writing. Bit small for my hands, though.” He nudged your shoulder teasingly as you sat next to him, resting your head on his shoulder. “I don’t know how I always forget your hands are smaller than mine.” He reached over with his free hand, playing with your fingers.

“Then maybe you should get your own,” you teased back, grabbing the ukulele from him. Your fingers stretched across the fretboard. It was a soprano, but you still struggled to hit some chords with your fingers. Brian watched as you strummed some of your own song, just playing random chords in your own little world. This was something he could do for the rest of his life, he thought. Sitting in the sun, listening to music from you for once, reveling in the fact that he was with someone who understood him so well and shared the same passions. He pressed a kiss into the top of your head, causing you to stop with what you were doing.

“I love you,” he whispered into your head, not really sure if he had actually said it or was just thinking it. You had heard it though, taking your head off his shoulder and looking up at him. There was a sparkle in his eyes. You could see the love pouring out of him and you wanted to take it all in and give it right back. He leaned in and planted another sweet kiss on your lips.

“I love you too, Bri. Even if you have terrible morning breath.” This caused him to laugh again, tickling your side and placing another kiss right on your nose. You wiped your nose, curling in on yourself to get away from his attacks. “Brian Harold May, if you don’t stop tickling me and breathing on me, I’m going to force your toothbrush into your mouth.”

“Force me, huh?” He had grabbed you now, pulling you into his side and relentlessly tickling your stomach. “Bet.” In a bold retaliation, you grabbed his wrists and slid onto his lap, tucking his hands under your bum to hold them down. “What a shame… my hands… whatever will I do with them now that they’re down here, hmm?” He pinched your inner thigh, causing you to yelp. You had a feeling you weren’t going to get him to brush his teeth anytime soon.

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noahscents · 6 years ago

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Frustrated - Noah Centineo Imagine

anonymous said:

Okay so it’s no secret that Noah is like the softest human alive. And because of that I feel like he would sometimes get insecure especially if his gf and him hadn’t spent much time together lately. Could you please write a fic about that? Like y/n is hanging out with a male co-worker alot a Noah feels neglected/quiet when y/n figures out what’s up she comforts/reassures him? With a cute cuddly ending obvs!!

You got it!!

I’m gonna have this build off my STEM Reader x Noah Imagine, so be sure to read that beforehand! Additionally, check out my masterlist!

Word Count: 1,328

“Babe. Bab-Babe! I gotta go.” You say, attempting to break from Noah’s grasp. “I was almost late yesterday.”

“But I’m gonna miss youuuuuuuuu.” He says, pouting. He throws himself back on his couch like a toddler, frustrated.

“But don’t you want a smart, independent, financially secure girlfriend?” You says, straightening out your blouse and putting on your blazer.

“You know I don’t care about the last category.” He says, voice muffled through a pillow.

“Fine, we can split the bills 80/20 because of the gender wage gap.” You say, kissing the top of his head. “See you later!!”

You grab your keys and take the elevator down to the garage. Your phone buzzes almost instantly, and it’s a snapchat from Noah. You open it and it’s a photo of him pouting with the caption,

miss u already :(

Dork.

Living with Noah has been amazing. After your apartment was cleaned you moved back in to finish out the rest of the Spring Session, but Noah insisted you moved in with him for the summer. At first you were hesitant, but once you finally got your dream internship at Google--which just so happened to be 10 minutes away from Noah’s apartment--you decided to take him up on his offer.

As you pull up to the parking lot and into your space, you let out a deep sigh. You loved interning here and you were learning fast, but the other interns were so... rigid. The only friend you’ve made here is a guy named Max, who’s a year above you at his school.

“Hey!” Max says, as you get out your car.

“Oh. Hey Max!” You say, locking it.

“This is like... the second time we’ve gotten here at the same time.” He says, laughing.

“Well, great minds think alike.” You say, “And you sure do bring a new meaning to business causal.”

“My Henley shirt is casual,” He says, “but the checkered blazer is business.” He says, putting it on.

You shrug.

“You’re lucky Google is chill.” You say, laughing.

Shoot, I forgot to snap Noah back.

You whip out your phone, close your eyes, and make a kissy face. You type out,

Maybe I’ll come home for lunch ;)

Before you hit send, you notice Max in the background of the photo sticking his tongue out. You shrug and sent it anyways.

“Thanks for photobombing, my guy.” You say with a chuckle as you approach the door.

He jumps in front of you to open the door.

“No problem.” He says, crossing his legs and bowing.

You roll your eyes and walk through.

By the time lunch rolled around, you were knee deep in coding a new menu-toggle for a new function in Google Docs. However, your stomach didn’t care.

Can’t. Stop. Coding.

You check your phone.

12:30pm.

At this rate, I’ll be done in 30 minutes. That’ll leave me another 30 minutes to eat-

*thump*

Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a savory-smelling Spaghetti Bolognese being placed on your desk. Your mouth starts watering.

“I saw you over here with your head in the screen.” He says, smiling. “God bless, Postmates! And the company card.” He holds up an American Express Gold Card.

“Oh my god, thank you.” You say, taking the lid off.

“No worries.” He says, “I’ll let you get back to that.”

As soon as you fork a hefty amount into your mouth, your phone starts buzzing in your pocket. You take it out and it reads,

Incoming FaceTime Video

Noah Fifty-Cent 🤪

Fuck, I forgot I had said I might come back.

You answer it.

“Hey, babe!” You say, trying not to have your smile riddled with guilt.

“Hey... I’m guessing you can’t come back.” He says, sighing.

“Yeah, I’m sorry baby. I’m coding a new function for Google Docs and it’s taking forever.” You say.

“It’s okay, I get it.” He says, smiling a bit, “I mean I don’t because I’m not wicked smart and can’t code-”

“Shut up.” You say, laughing.

“I’ll see you tonight.” He says, blowing a kiss to the camera.

“I’ll see y-” You say.

“Hey, y/n. One last thing-” Max says, walking into the frame. You turn to face him.

“Yeah?” You say.

“Could you-” He says, before seeing Noah’s face through the call. “Oh. Hey, man!”

“Hey Max...” Noah says. You turn back to face your phone.

“I’ll see you tonight, okay?” You say.

“Yeah, see you.” He says before hanging up. You turn back to face Max.

“Ah... sorry about that. I just left my phone on your desk.” He says, picking it up. “Later.”

“Bye!” You say, turning back around.

Well, this spaghetti isn’t gonna eat itself.

By the end of the day, you’ve finished the menu along with half of tomorrow tasks. Feeling accomplished, you shut your computer down and head to your car. You flip out your phone and record a Snapchat for Noah.

“Since you’ve been waiting so patiently, fire up your favorite movie and have it ready. I’ve placed an order at our favorite place with the outrageously gooey brownies and the lasagna that tastes like your dad’s-” You say, until you’re interrupted.

“Hey, y/n!” Max says.

“Oop. Ah, okay.” You turn around, and then back to the camera, “I’ll be home soon! Mwah!” You say, blowing a kiss to the camera. You type in his username and send the video.

“Hey...” Max says.

“Yeah?” You say turning to Max.

“A few of the people in the offices are going to this dope lil’ bar a couple blocks down. Did you wanna come with us?” He says, smiling.

“Ah, thanks! But I’m having a night in with my boyfriend.” You say.

“Oh, dope.” He says, “Next time, then?”

“Yeah! Have a goodnight!” You say, hopping in your car.

“You too!” He says before walking to his own.

“Babyyyyyyyyyyyyy..” You say, walking through the door. “I got the comfort food!”

You place the food on the counter and see Noah on the couch. If he hadn’t showered, you wouldn’t been able to tell if he moved from that spot all day.

“Yay...” He says, queueing up ‘Love’ by Gaspar Noé.

“Babeeeeee.” You say, going to comfort your obviously grumpy bf. You still on the couch and swing your legs across him, then nibble on his ear.

He laughs a little and the sighs again. You kiss his cheek and ask him,

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. It’s stupid.” He says, giving you an eskimo kiss.

“It’s not stupid.” You, running a hand through his curls. “Tell me.”

He sits there quietly as you pepper his face in kisses.

“It’s just... I don’t know.” He says, squinting, “I think I’m kinda jealous of Max.”

Your eyes widen.

“What, why?” You say.

“It’s like... Whenever I call you at work, he’s there.” He says, “The little sticker on the lid of the spaghetti said ‘Maxwell Anderson’, and it doesn’t help that he’s gorgeous.”

You chuckle a little.

“Like, is he a real person? I think the simulation glitched.” Noah says.

“Babe...” You say, hugging him.

“I know I get to sleep next to you and wake up with you but... the fact that he can connect with you on a level I can’t... makes me a little sad.” He says.

“But baby, I taught you how to make an input-output program...” You say, leaning on him.

“That’s not the same, and you know it.” He says, pouting.

“Hey.” You say, turning his face to meet yours. “Coding isn’t everyone’s thing. But you wanna know what my thing is?”

“What?” He says.

“You.” You say, before drawing him in for a deep kiss. It starts soft, but slowly grows in passion.

He pulls away.

“I love you.” He says.

Your heart skips a beat.

That’s the first time he’s said that. Oh my God.

“I love you, too!” You say, peppering his face with kisses. “Okay, now let’s eat before I eat you.”

#noah centineo #noah centineo imagine #peter kavinsky #peter kavinsky imagine #to all the boys i’ve loved before #tatbilb #Sierra Burgess is a Loser #jamey #the stand-in #brooks rattigan #swiped #lance black

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Can I have more childhood friends Klance I'm addicted

So, I think I’m pretty much done with this au unless something suddenly comes to me within that universe but I can offer you an entirely different childhood AU. It got way long, so it’s under the cut

Lance comes from the kind of family that kisses

his aunts always kiss his cheeks and forehead when they see him

uncles kiss the top of his head

its normal to him, to give and receive a lil peck on the cheek or something when he first meets up with someone

Lance starts at a new school when he’s about 8 years old

anytime someone introduces themself to him, since hes the new kid, he kisses their cheek, because thats just whats done

the other kids dont like this, they dont understand this, and within lance’s first week of school, the other kids are already avoiding him

he’s WEIRD and they dont want to play with a kissy monster

on the friday of his first week, the teacher pulls him aside and tells him that if he doesnt stop trying to smooch the other kids, he’ll never make friends (maybe in less harsh terms…)

lance goes home that weekend and talks to his mama about it

she tells him, yeah. the kissing is probably going to push others away from him, but he shouldnt feel about about wanting to be friendly and affectionate with his friends

Lance, as a person, is filled to the brim with affection and wants to share it with everyone

he decides that if someone really wants to be his friend, theyll accept him, smooches and all (he’s like 8 years old, theyre sort of silly at that age)

on monday, he goes about his business, the other kids still steering clear of him

he pays it no mind, he doesnt want to be friends with kissaphobic buttheads anyway

hes playing alone at recess when a kid finally comes up to him and introduces himself as keith

keith: i saw that the other kids werent playing with you, and they dont like to play with me either so i thought we could play together instead

lance: why dont they play with you?

keith, shrugging: …something about…. being too mean.. and yelling at them, i dont know ಠ_ಠ You?

lance: i kissed them

keith: huh ok so you wanna play

lance: can i kiss you?

keith: why

lance: cause i like to

keith: ok fine

So lance gives Keith his first ever cheek smooch

keith: that wasnt even bad the other kids are just babies

Lance, nodding: 😔😔😔

for the rest of the week, Lance and Keith are inseparable

when lance gets to class, keith immediately tilts his head so lance can reach his cheek to smooch

lance gives him his kiss and then goes about his schoolwork

but dont get it twisted, lance may be filled with soft tender childhood affection, but hes not a pushover

Keith IS sort of a mean child, he was never around other kids before starting school, he doesnt know how to interact with them, so sometimes he gets pushy and grumpy with lance when theyre playing

Lance, who has siblings and knows how to scrap, doesnt take that laying down

lance and keith are seen screaming at each other on the playground at least twice a week

by the end of recess theyve made up and theyre bffs again

at the end of every day lance kisses keiths cheek before they go home

lance and keiths friendship is equal parts innocent childhood affection, petty childhood fights, and goofy childhood games

odd and unconventional like everything about klance, but somehow it just works for them

one day a kid in the grade above starts making fun of lance for being weird and kissing his friend

lance kicks him in the shin and then books it out of there

every little sibling knows you only hit the older kid if you have an escape plan

keith finds him in a bathroom on the other side of the school curled up under the sinks

lance tried to play tough, but hes really upset

he doesnt like that the other kids make fun of him for being so loving

lance is a friendly kid, he wants lots of friends, it hurts that keith is his only friend at school

keith… honestly doesnt know what to say, the kids like 8 years old for goodness sake, so instead he does the only thing he can think of, and smooches lance right on his forehead

lance brightens instantly, prior emotional turmoil forgotten, because having his friend accept his kisses is great, but having his friend GIVE him a smooch in return is phenomenal

Lance decides that if he can only have 1 friend, he’s so glad it’s Keith, who accepts him exactly as he is

the next year they’re in a new class with different kids and they meet hunk and allura

both of them will accept a kiss, but they have their limits, once a day tops

that year keith gets new neighbors and befriends pidge, and even though shes younger, joins their friend group

pidge Does Not like the kisses and will only accept them on rare occasions. she’s a very opinionated 7 year old

Lance learns how to deal with his friends who dont always want lance to smooch their face

its made easier by the fact that keith has never, not once, turned one down

its also made easier that when Lance is sad or generally not feeling his best, Keith is the first one to kiss his forehead, and the others start doing it when needed as well (even pidge if its really bad)

the 5 of them form a super unlikely group of friends, but something about their dynamic as a whole works perfectly

As Lance gets older, the kissing becomes a little less common, he doesnt need to kiss Hunk and Allura every time he sees them, but he doesnt stop entirely

Lance never ever stops kissing Keith’s cheek whenever the urge strikes him, all the way through high school, regardless of whether one of them is dating someone else

lance: my ex girlfriend said she felt like i was dating you more than i was her

keith: idk you pretty much are at this point

lance: oh so are we dating

keith: yeah i guess

lance: cool. prepare to receive even more kisses than before

keith: how can that even be possible

Flashback, keith and lance are 10 years old:

Shiro: i tried to kiss my brother’s head once and he punched me in the ear

Keith: this is a Lance only event go home!!!

#voltron #klance #vld lance #vld keith #team voltron #au #childhood au 2 #my writing #sorry i currently dont have ideas for the other childhood au hope this is a fair alternative #keke answers #fluffyishappy221

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lighteyed · 7 years ago

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drunk peter headcanons

tags : @parkerroos @spideyyss @peterletmebeanavengerparker @grant-valdes-holland @ladysnowren @marvelsdaughter @underoosie @sunrisehunny @tomhollandisthicc @quacksoff @lil-spidey @captainswriting @jor-da-na

for the wild ass spiderjizz gals bc our gc was full of sad headcanons and we need to stop being SAD

author’s note : don’t yell at me and say peter is too young 15 year olds get drunk and do a lot of shit they shouldn’t be doing trust me k cool enJOY

ok so if u don’t think peter is a lil lightweight u would be wrong sir

he becomes about fifty times clumsier than he already is

“GET OFF THE TABLE YOU’RE GONNA GET HURT OH MY-”

“OWWWWWW”

“I TOLD YOU YOU’D GET HURT YOU DUMMY”

“y/n y/n y/n i hurt my fooooot kiss it better”

“peter benjamin parker get your foot out of my face and away from my mouth or so help me gOD”

you refuse to drink with him bc peter alone is like watching over an awfully curious child but peter drunk is like trying to keep track of a two year old with the attention span of squirrel

so you’re watching over this ridiculous idiot

and he is the clingiest baby ever

“ummmm y/n baby baby baby you’re so far away from meeee” cue pouty face and outstretched grabby hands as he reaches for you even though you’re only a little bit away in front of the tv trying to put on a movie

“i’m two feet away peter”

“TWO FEET IS TOO FAR”

“oh my gosh you are so drunk my friend”

“did you just friend zone me” and then he tears up a little and you spend the next twenty minutes trying to convince him that he’s not just a friend

he is completely ridiculous but it’s fine he’s adorable

also he is always yelling

for no reason

he just yells everything when he’s drunk apparently?????

“Y/N Y/N Y/N DID YOU SEEEEE THIS”

“yes peter i know what a cookie looks like you donut”

“donut i love doNUTS”

“askfgsjfg peter no”

“PETER YES”

“STOP YELLING”

then he can’t stop laughing and he laughs for ten minutes and then he gets tired and stretches out across your lap like a sleepy angel/cat

he’s a very ramble-y drunk too and he doesn’t know what he’s saying half the time

“y/n i’ve got a suuuuuuper big thing i gotta tell you i gotta tell you it like right noooowwwwww okay”

“okay peter baby what is it”

“i love youuuuuuuuu did you know that i love you because i do me peter loves you y/n and i wanna maybe marry you and have babies with you like reallyyyyyyyy cute ones bUT don’t tell you”

“peter what”

“don’t tell yourself!!!!” and this nerd says it so matter-of-factly with a smartly placed smirk on his mouth as he stares up at you with big brown doe eyes that all you can do is sigh and shake your head

“okay i won’t tell myself”

“oh gOOD BECAUSE I WANNA TELL YOU AGAIN FOR REAL WHEN I DON’T FEEL SO LOOOOOOOOOPY”

“peter the yelling”

he keeps trying to sing and usually he’s pretty good (that’s a whole different imagine) but he sounds like he’s scalping a cat as he tries to serenade you

he curls up against you because clingy an grabs your hands and holds them to his face and randomly claps them against his cheeks it’s weird he’s weird

“what are you doing”

“i’m singing the friends theme in my head shhhh you’re ruining my vibE babe”

“RUDE you’re a mean drunk”

but then he gets really kissy and just wants to love on you repeatedly

he starts by kissing your hands and your wrists really daintily

then it BECOMES NOT SO DAINTY

and suddenly this former nerd is kissing up your collarbones and really slowly kissing your neck and then he bites you but he’s trying to give you a hickey but it’s not working he’s just biting incessantly

“peter you can be sexy in the morning you’re just acting like damon salvatore at this point”

cue his sad face “why won’t you love me back”

“you’re drunk and it’s like taking advantage of you so we can do this another night okay?”

“uuuuuugggghhhhhh now i’m sad”

you roll your eyes and wrap your arms around him anyway and he smiles up at you all lovingly with little crinkles by his eyes and dimples by the corners of his mouth and he’s clearly not sad anymore he’s just needy

“can you - can you pet my hair baby love”

“yeah pete of course”

and now he’s sleepy but he’s still curled up in your lap like some sort of kitten nd his eyes keep opening and closing but he has a really firm grip on your hand and refuses to let go ever

“y/n y/n y/n i love you”

“i know peter”

“shhhh no you don’t you don’t understand”

“peter-”

“no no like i really really love you and if i don’t marry you i’m gonna die like die die like deaD

and then he rolls over and puts your hand against his cheek again and passes the fuck out with his mouth still slightly open and he’s lowkey drooling and it’s kinda gross but you can’t move bc there’s a huge boy laying on top of you and??????

he’s heavier than he looks?????

boy hides his riPPED AS BODY UNDERNEATH THOSE SWEATERS

BUT YOU KNOW THE TRUTH

and the truth is that he’s heavy as fuck and he’s crushing you but you can’t move him bc???/ the cuteness is too much and he was highkey wasted and he needs some sleep

he wakes up in the morning with a killer headache and he kinda wants to die because ow his foot hurts and his brain feels like it is pounding against his skull with tiny little Thor hammers

but he sees that you’re sleeping and he feels bad bc he’s been splayed out on top of you all night drooling on your knee???

“ugh that’s disgusting”

“peter i know my face in the morning is scary but-”

“NO NO MY LOVE YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL I MEANT THE DROOL”

“oh god why did i yell my head hurts so bad ughgsgk”

he takes 3 advil tablets and asks if he did anything stupid last night

you tell him no, that he was just pretty adorable to spare him the pain

later on you'll tell him that he said if he doesn’t get to marry you he’ll die

“well they do say that drunks are the most honest people”

“PETER YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THINGS LIKE THST”

“i’m peter and i wanna marry you or else i’ll die”

“you make me so upset”

“why”

“BECAUSE YOU’RE SO CUTE”

“shhhhhhhhh”

drunk peter is a sweet peter but all peters are good !!!

lol

goodbyE i miss peter and i’ve never even had him to begin with

#peter parker imagine #peter parker #peter parker x reader #spider-man: homecoming #spider-man imagine #spider-man #spider-man x reader #marvel imagine #marvel #marvel x reader #mcu imagine #mcu x reader #mcu

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