#and maybe you're also sleepy and just want to hug your mom

[witchwhaat]

sometimes, a movie that was randomly playing on tv on a tuesday night will break your heart a little in a best possible way

[acey-wacey]

Hello! Can I request a sunflower with Silver?

I typically don't allow anons on events but this prompt was just too cute, I couldn't resist! Thank you so much for your support!

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Pairing - Silver x Reader

Prompt - Childhood Friends

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"Hello."

Silver blinked his eyes open to see a fuzzy figure hovering over him. He didn't even notice he had closed his eyes in the first place. And he was trying so hard to stay awake for the first day of primary school.

"Hi," the figure prodded. As Silver pawed at his groggy eyes, his vision cleared to reveal a child, about his age standing over him with a curious look. His head was propped up against the cubbies. He must have fallen asleep during reading time again.

"Hello," Silver responded, blinking at the person who had woken him up.

"You fell asleep during reading," you said, cocking your head at the sleepy boy with curiosity. "Don't worry though, I asked Miss Lilac so many questions so she would be too distracted to be mad at you."

He just stared blankly at you.

"It's lunch time now. Everybody else already left," you continued. "What's your name?"

"I'm Silver," Silver said through a tiny yawn. You plopped down in front of him cross-legged.

"I'm Y/N," you said and took your little backpack off your little shoulders. You unpacked your princess lunchbox while Silver watched inquisitively. When you looked back up at the boy in front of you, you furrowed your brows. "Don't you have a lunch?"

"Yeah," Silver mumbled quietly. "Why are you here if everybody's gone for lunch?"

"Miss Lilac always lets me stay in the classroom for lunch," you said as you began unpacking your sandwich, apple slices, oat bar, and baby carrots. A lunch fit for a little kid. "Nobody else wants to sit with me so it's more fun to just stay in here."

Silver stared at you for a moment before reaching for his own backpack.

"I'll sit next to you," he said with a small smile. You face immediately lit up.

"Really?" you exclaimed with glee. Before he could react, Silver was buried in a hug. You nuzzled your face into the side of his cheek with a smile. "You're my best friend now, Silver."

"I've never had a best friend before," Silver said plainly as you pulled away, back to your original criss-cross. "What do best friends do?"

"Weeeelll..." you dragged the word out for a long time. "They eat lunch together."

"We're already doing that."

"Yeah, that's why we're already best friends!" you almost yelled, so excited by the prospect of having a best friend that you forgot the manners your mom had taught you. "They also share a bunch of stuff."

You held up a couple of your apple slices to Silver.

"Here."

Silver took the apples and nibbled on them as he unpacked his own lunch which was a Tupperware full of something you couldn't identify.

"I would share some of my lunch with you but I don't think you can eat it," Silver said sheepishly.

"What do you mean?"

"My father made my lunch for me, but I don't think it's people food."

"Is your dad a person?" you asked. Silver had to think about it.

"I don't know. I'll ask him when I get home."

"Can I come with you?" you asked eagerly. Silver looked surprised.

"Come home with me?"

"Yeah!" you bounced up and down from your seat on the floor. "Best friends do that too! They go to each other's houses and they have playdates."

"Sure, if my father says yes."

"Yay!" It seemed like your excitement was bursting out of you. You could barely keep still but you wanted to keep sitting next to your new best friend. "Maybe we can get married at your house!"

"I don't think kids are allowed to get married," Silver said with a confused look. "It's only for grown-ups."

"Okay, then, when we're grown-ups, we have to have a playdate and get married."

"Okay!" Silver said, a smile on his face. "Pinky promise."

You broke out in a grin almost too big for your face.

"Pinky promise."

[igncrxntripley]

Hi, could you please write some Dominik x female reader fluff? Maybe morning cuddles or something?

sunshine and snuggles

a/n: he's so babygirl in this i could throw up

tags: reader's gender not specified, SFW, mentions of dominik's family, not really kayfabe compliant oopsies

Nothing was better than waking up and having Dominik home. With how often he was on the road it was rare to have these mornings, but he always managed to squeeze in time for you. And when he was home, he always treated you like the most important thing in the world.

This time was no different; when you woke up, Dominik wasn't in bed. But you heard the sound of music coming from the kitchen and you smelled breakfast, so you knew what he had gotten himself into. You crawled out of bed and pulled on one of his hoodies before shuffling to the kitchen where Dom was quietly singing along to his playlist.

When he heard you walk into the kitchen though, he dropped everything to greet you. He smiled at you and opened his arms for a hug which you immediately reciprocated. "Good morning, mi amor." Dom whispered into your ear. His hands rubbed up and down your back and your head rested on his shoulder as you both swayed to the music. "Hi, baby." You said to him.

The sun shined onto Dominik's handsome face as you two hugged. He couldn't stop smiling at you as you watched him with sleepy eyes, and he made no move to pull away. "Your favorite cinnamon rolls are in the oven." Dom said before kissing your forehead.

"Angie's recipe?" You asked softly, giggling when he nodded his head. Not only did you have Dominik in your life, but your relationship also brought along his amazingly supportive family. They checked in on you just as much as Dominik did, and his mom had some of the best recipes known to man that Dom somehow managed to recreate perfectly. Sometimes it was hard to believe how lucky you were.

Dominik gave you a gentle kiss and squeezed your hips. "Go get comfy, I'll bring breakfast out shortly." He said, gently shooing you away to the couch. You didn't complain though as you got comfy under a blanket and put on your favorite show. Dominik only took about ten more minutes before he brought out plates with cinnamon rolls and your coffee.

"Move over, amor." He teased you softly, letting you make room for him to sit down only for him to immediately pull you back into his side. You smiled and took a sip of your coffee. "Someone's touchy this morning." You teased him softly, smiling as he held a piece of the cinnamon roll in front of your mouth to take a bite.

"Are you complaining? I can move." Dominik teased. You giggled at him and shook your head before giving him a gentle kiss. "I like you right here."

Once he finished feeding you breakfast, Dominik adjusted you both so you were laying on his chest. The sound of his heartbeat and his fingers running through your hair was enough to lull you right back to sleep, but each time your eyes shot right back open. Dom took note of this though and kissed the top of your head. "You know you're allowed to sleep, right? I'm not going anywhere."

You nodded at him and tightened your grip on his body. "I don't wanna sleep too much when you just have to leave again in a few days." You mumbled. Dominik didn't want to leave you either, but he also didn't want to make you stay awake.

His hands tilted your face up towards his again and he gave you another kiss. "You need to sleep. It'll be okay." Dominik said with one more kiss on the nose. He adjusted the blanket around your shoulders and continued playing with your hair, and he smiled in accomplishment once you fell right back asleep. "Sweet dreams, baby."

[madwomansapologist]

untouchable + Queen Maeve (the boys)

Taylor Swift Writing Challenge: Untouchable

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synopsis: You fell in love with Margaret, but all you can do is watch her on TV wondering if one day you won't feel so alone.

warnings: little bit of angst. Vought deserves it's own warning. read this while hearing Untouchable, on the album Fearless, by Taylor Swift

It was an expensive dress. The brand was named after its designer, you couldn't write it down if you weren't looking. French, maybe German. But the high heels, oh, you know that name. Louboutin. Dark green, with jewels studded over the fingers, lightweight. The makeup was not done by you, but by a Vought makeup artist.

And it was like that, perfect from head to toe, that you spend your friday night devouring cheeseburgers while watching Pride and Prejudice and trying not to cry.

The lights were off, but that didn't mean you were on the dark. Maeve's apartment at Vought had a wide, floor-to-ceiling window, that let you observe the whole city. Not only the stars, but every single light burning down the tower. It made you feel even more alone.

She didn't even send you a message. Ashley was the one that called you. She was the one that told you that Margaret couldn't make it tonight. She was the one that send you cheeseburgers and wine and told you to have a you night. And Margaret... she didn't even send you a fucking message.

When Mr. Darcy crossed the field with that grey coat you decided to turn it off. You made the whole night without crying, but you're not strong enough to hear his last plea.

You pressed some buttons and a news channel echoed through the room. Journalists were arguing, or perhaps it was deputies. It didn't matter, they talked about police brutality or something. It was the same as always: someone said something coherent and the other person accused them of being a communist. You just turned your brain off, and let the bold colors hypnotize you.

But at some point she appeared. Smiling. That person look just like your Maggie, but it isn't her. It was Queen Maeve. The hero. The fighter. The woman of the decade. Inspiration from children around the world. On screen you saw a goddess, not your wife.

You knew it would be hard. You were prepared for all types of shit. But you thought you both were a team. That she would be beside you, fighting along with you. You were ready to deal with violence, and threats, and homophobia and the fear of losing her. But not the loneliness.

Margaret is more than just a star. She burns brighter than the sun. But she's also as distant as it. And it hurts you. It breaks you. Because all you want if for her to sit beside you and be there. How hard it is to be there to someone you love? How could she not see how this is killing you?

You should've ended this. You mom told you that, but you just couldn't. Because when she's next to you, it's like a little taste of heaven. You feel like come undone. But those wonderful moments don't last forever. They always end, and they always end with she moving away from you.

And after so long apart, when you thought that she would finally be there, you end up alone on a expensive couch watching her from a big screen.

The commercials worked like lullabies. Soon you fell asleep. Crooked on the sofa, with your neck in a way that wouldn't give you peace the next day, and your feet out of the blanket. It was a dreamless sleep.

But you woke up feeling a weight on your body. You blinked, trying to understand where you were. You're on the bed. Covered, without that tight dress, and with socks on your feet.

"It's late," she murmured. Maggie were right beside you, hugging your sleepy body. Closed eyelids, tired voice. "Everything will be fine."

That promise lived in limbo between truth and lie. You know she wants it to be true, but she can't guarantee it. Every night after another disappoiment you both have to make a choice. And you both always chose the same.

Maggie always chooses to say what you want to her.

And you always choose to say what she wants to hear. "Welcome home."

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[butmakeitgayblog]

I have a question about CI Lexa that continues your answer to anon's question about Lexa needing to remind Clarke that she is on top, because she let her, but I'm super sleepy so I'll try my best to be as clear as possible, sorry in advance if I'm not. 😂

CI Lexa is a powerful figure, she runs a successful company, she is RICH, and famous, feared and yet respected, she is always in charge and yet she gives this power away when she is intimate with her wife, because yes, she let her but still, she gives this power away because she knows that Clarke will take care of her but! What about other situations? Still intimate situations but not necessarily sex ones.

For example: cuddles. I think cuddles hold specific dynamics as well, for example I'm a hugger, but maybe because I'm tall, I feel a little bit insecure when someone hugs me from behind, I don't hate it, but for like 3 seconds I'm like:"Oh, ok, you're the big spoon I guess, I just need to relax", I'm not the "active" hugger (does it make sense?).

Or like silly decisions, "what do we eat?" or "what do we do tonight?" does Lexa let go of everything when she is with Clarke because she knows her wife will take care of her with everything or does she has some specific things (even little ones) where she can't let go?

She doesn't strike me as a huge hugs fan, but I don't know why, I can totally imagine her be the little spoon of cuddles sessions and that is therapeutic, she lost Gustus when she was a child and her mom is not a warm person, so I think that to receive this kind of love, the hugs, and kisses and hold hands and stuff like that, would and could mend those old wounds.

Does it makes sense? Again, really sleepy and not my mother tongue but again, hope it makes sense. 😂😂

Thanks! 😊

You make perfect sense! And your English is *chef's kiss*, don't worry yourself babe it's great!

Yeah Lexa is not a touchy person by nature, or at least she never thought of herself such. Growing up sue was never one to hug her "friends" even though she kind of had to to fit into that whole cutesy society girl aesthetic that's always made her want to puke. But she put up with it for appearances and because that's how Lexa's wielded power from young age: get everyone to think you're a little darling and suddenly nothing you do could be wrong. In her adulthood/late teens she became more comfortable being more openly hostile to physical affection. She would straight up just tell people "any appendage that touches me, you're not getting back." Because affections were always used as a weapon. A charade.

But it's different with Clarke. Because affection from her doesn't necessarily feel like she's doing it because she wants something from Lexa. She doesn't touch her with this underlying feeling that she's doing it for show or for routine or for the social standing of being on her arm. She just likes to touch Lexa for no other reason than to touch her. To soothe her. To claim her. To comfort her. To turn her on. And somehow it's always in these ways that make Lexa feel like both a possession and a prize; something everyone wants but can't have because she's taken. It ticks a very particular unexplainable need inside Lexa whenever Clarke's got her hands on her. Like she's never gonna be alone again. Duh, because she's Clarke's.

And that also kind of plays into the other dynamics of their relationship, because yes very much Lexa likes giving so much control over to Clarke in a lot of aspects of their life.

I mean Lexa's still a control freak. She still micromanages things like planning vacations and giving the final vibe check on hiring staff and the minutia of all that. But in the grand scheme of things, the things like deciding where they eat, what furniture to buy, how to decorate their homes, etc, she likes to sit back and let Clarke take the proverbial driver's seat. She likes knowing that Clarke always has her best interests and comfort at heart, and that when she does want to flex her will about something, her wife will sit up and pay attention because it must be for a specific reason. (That's not to say Clarke won't also be a brat about it tho)

Which is also why she likes so much being what would be considered the more 'submissive' in the relationship (she's anything but, but for the ease of using common terms, ya know). It's because she trusts Clarke in ways she never trusted anyone before. She trusts her just about more than she even trusts herself. It was a bit of a transition for her because with every partner before she had always had such a strict and steady hand on the reins. It was always "We kiss this way, we fuck that way, we cuddle how I want, because I say so. If you don't like it, you know where to find the door." She always the kisser, the big spoon, the planner, the initiator of everything.

But then that little blonde headed twerp who is roughly 2 inches shorter, almost zero real muscle mass, and has a mouth like a sailor on shore leave stomped into her life and kicked in the door of her cracked open bedroom and all of that changed. All of it changed.

Suddenly she was a person who would feel arms snaking around her waist before being pulled into this smaller, soft body. Suddenly she someone who found it adorable instead of weird and pathetic and overbearing the way Clarke had to half lift onto her tiptoes just to rest her chin on Lexa's shoulder and pepper kisses on her neck.

Suddenly Lexa liked making herself fit to Clarke's body, rather than making someone else fit to her. It made her feel safe.

So now she prefers being the little spoon, because Clarke's knees tuck more tightly against her and her arms fit snugger than Lexa's. She prefers curling up into Clarke's lap, nestling tight against her chest and draping her long legs over her thighs so she can whisper all those naughty and nice things in her ear. She likes that she has to stoop to kiss her wife when she's in heels and the little brat is in a very dashing pair of flats. Or vice versa, when Clarke pretties herself up to the nines in a short dress and heels, and pointedly chooses a suit and wingtips for Lexa that night, leaving them the same height or even making Lexa lean up for that kiss just because she can and that feels pretty fucking delicious as well.

She likes the way they exploit and undermine and revel in their dynamics. The constant push and pull and victory and surrender of power they each play with each other. Cuz either way, little spoon or big spoon, top or bottom, Lexa knows she always kinda wins in the end anyway 😏

[intheclearblueskies]

Sleeping Over At Their Home

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Tanjiro:

He's the Mom Friend™ of the group. He's the more mature one, so if things start getting too rowdy, he'll shut it down. (Of course, Zenitsu may be a bit sulky that he has a girl with him, but he'll likely go back to sitting near Nezuko anyway.)

He's very happy that you're spending time with him and will devote most of his attention to you. What do you want to do? Read? Tell stories? He's down!

Once you two start getting sleepy, you both sleep facing each other (in separate beds, of course).

Nezuko:

This actual cinnamon roll is 110% down for snuggling. It's likely that she already jumped at the chance to rest her head in your lap as soon as you settled down in her room. Happy Nezuko noises are to be had when you allow her to settle against you.

She'll be content to just listen to your voice while you stroke her hair. She loves listening to people tell stories (as that's what Zenitsu did to keep her company while travelling) and often you'll find that it lulls her to sleep.

Once you two settle in to sleep, she'll probably fall asleep hugging you to her body. She protecc, even in sleep.

Zenitsu:

Zenitsu is overjoyed at you spending the night with him. Almost to a concerning amount. That being said, he's also a total gentleman to you the entire time. He'll do whatever you ask of him, as long as it isn't too crazy (which, it's Zenitsu, he'd probably be down to do almost anything).

He'd be a little shy about you sleeping over, considering it's a good step forward in your relationship, but he won't push boundaries -- he respects your privacy and is just happy that you're staying over. He'll probably offer up the only bed in the room if there's only one there.

Once you two start getting sleepy, he'll probably fall asleep after you because your sleeping face is adorable. He likes to be sure that you'll still be there when he wakes up, and the sound of your soft snores will lull him to sleep.

Inosuke:

Inosuke won't treat it much differently than with his close friends. Maybe a little differently in some ways because you're his girlfriend, but he's not gonna go full Zenitsu on you.

It's likely that you'll talk for a little bit before going to bed. Once you do fall asleep, you're both spread out the way you usually are in your beds.

Giyuu:

Giyuu is admittedly a little nervous about you sleeping over. Still, he does his best to be a good host.

He tries to keep you happy and entertained, even if 'entertainment' means just sitting and listening to you talk about this and that. He gives you a spare room and total privacy if and when you want it.

Kyojuro:

Kyojuro is ecstatic that you're staying over. He and Senjuro work together to make sure their father won't be too much of a bother to you, as he's still the reluctant one about your relationship.

They set up a guest room for you and keep you entertained all evening. Senjuro is a sweetheart through and through, and you have a lot of fun sitting with him and Kyojuro, talking and laughing.

Muichiro:

Muichiro will likely be a little nervous to show you his home, but he's an attentive host nonetheless. The two of you sit and talk about this and that until nightfall. Even when he's so sleepy he's falling asleep sitting upright, he insists that he won't go to bed until you do, so you have to herd him to his room and give him a forehead kiss goodnight before heading to your own room.

Shinobu:

You've stayed over at the estate several different times, mostly to heal from some nasty wounds, but once or twice you've stayed over just to visit with the girls. Tonight is no different, even if you and Shinobu are an item now.

She's casual, showing you to your usual guest room and letting you do pretty much whatever. You both usually sit on the back porch talking while you braid Naho's hair (and let Sumi and Kiyo play around with yours). Sometimes Shinobu has to leave for a bit for some errand, and even then you play with the girls. Once evening comes and you're both more relaxed, you sit in a common room and drink some tea and eat snacks, chatting about any random topics that may come up.

Gyomei:

Gyomei is more reserved than most, and although he's very happy to have you over, he doesn't show it as often as the others do. Still, you recognize his different emotions now, so you can be reassured that he really is glad to have you.

The both of you amuse yourselves by doing some light training until evening, when you retire to a common room to either read or meditate.

Sanemi:

Sanemi is a little reluctant to have you stay the night, mostly because he's nervous about having a girlfriend over, but in the end he agrees.

He's a little less aloof than he usually is, although you definitely don't complain. He tries to keep the activities more light, like going out for a walk or sitting and talking, and when evening comes he lets you rest your head in his lap while he tells you stories about his past. He usually resorts to fond stories about his little brother Genya while running his gentle hands through your hair.

Akaza:

Since Akaza doesn't really have a concrete residence (#justKizukiproblems), he usually goes to your home instead. He has to only visit after sunset and has to leave before sunrise, but it's nice to pretend that you have a more domestic life once in a while.

He's so respectful, you have to giggle at his stiff mannerisms. He wouldn't dream of sleeping in your room with you yet, so thankfully you have a guest room. He tries his best to be the perfect guest, polite and accommodating to anything you have to do. He waits until you inevitably fall asleep to go to the guest room and meditate for a bit, maybe getting in touch with Muzan if the man demands it.

You wake up alone, but he leaves you a sweet little note telling you that he had a wonderful time, and that you'll have to do something like this again.

Douma:

Technically it counts as a home?

Douma is a little wary of having you over, considering his whole deal with his followers, but he's excited to have you over anyway.

He makes you your favorite snacks to eat while you talk in the afternoon and evening. Sometimes you'll sit with him as his followers come in to perform for you two. It's a bit over-the-top for your tastes, but you're fairly amused by it.

Since he doesn't really sleep, it usually ends up being you taking another room to sleep in (close to his, of course) once you've grown too sleepy to continue to stay up and chat with him.

Kokushibo:

There's simply no way he's staying a night in your house, not even in a family cabin somewhere away from all the wisteria. Kokushibo is too strict on such things to spend a night with you alone, even if you slept in different rooms. You could coax him to all you want, but he feels it's an invasion of your privacy to stay in your home. He doesn't even watch you sleep because he doesn't want to intrude on your personal space.

Muzan:

Muzan doesn't offer for you to sleep at any residence he has, so usually he stays at yours.

He doesn't care about what you do. Sometimes you'll sit and talk about things with some alcohol, sometimes you'll read books or just laze about. He stays until you fall asleep (if you nod off anywhere but your bed, he'll tuck you in), and then he'll leave.

Yoriichi:

Yoriichi doesn't have a concrete residence, so usually you both stay either at a friend's or at yours. Your parents have long since accepted him as a part of your family, so he's always welcome (and your parents tend to be annoying with how hard they hint at the two of you being on the road to marriage, but thankfully Yoriichi never says anything about it.)

That being said, your parents are still a little reluctant to let you both sleep in the same room (moreso now that you're officially dating), so usually you sleep in your old bedroom and he sleeps in the guest room (an older sibling's old room) next door.

[drkineildwicks]

Okay you know what lemme see about just leaving Tumblr open and jotting down my thoughts through the whole episode over constantly reblogging my one post

Probably won't succeed but anywho:

Claire in her letter: Still alive!

Roger: look I punched a man!

Oh they're related

OH this is the guy who punched Roger when Roger hugged his wife and then got him hanged!

So the punch was well-deserved

Hessians--Sleepy Hollow time

"What are my odds for hitting a turkey?" Sir, not well

Horse: excuse me, that's MINE

So for a hot second I thought they fed him a pop-tart

Sir, you're in their house, eating their food--maybe shut up

Whoever is on Tumblr that said the one pushy guy has the hots for Roger...my Mom agrees with you

Nice save, guy, figured Bree would chuck you into that fireplace

Here comes Jamie, looking hot as usual

Claire: "A book?"

Jamie: "You remember books, right? Words on paper?"

Jamie's flexing his printer skills and also having the gall to have better eyesight than Claire at this point

I'm not sure if General Fraser is related to Jamie but he's got good I fight and bleed with my men energy

William: I want to fight!

Mom: Your dad says no

Me: Both his dads say no

Bree and Roger: oh no he's loose

Elder MacKenzie being educated on television by the kids XD

Bree and Roger arguing over who gets to babysit Cousin Buck X'D

Roger: Oh yeah we worked out our differences after I beat him to the ground

Cousin Buck: I just met this man and I want to kill him

Bree: plz don't kill my coworker that causes paperwork

Betcha ten to one said coworker rooted through their letters

Oh Miami Vice music!

ew horny

Okay back to plot

Uh-oh I'm getting bad vibes

Why are they meeting in the open I know we knew better after the French and Indian War

Oh man I liked that guy

This is very much how my history teacher described the French and Indian War too

"You got the British marching in line in bright red with a big white X on the front and in case you were blind they were also blowing trumpets and drumming drums--so of course they were dropping like flies and not listening to the Americans telling them this is not how you fight the Indians."

"Jemmy's gone!"

HE TOOK JEMMY THROUGH THE STONES

Mom on William: Where's his big X?

Me: That's why he survived

William's looking a little disillusioned there

UH-OH

DON'T YOU DARE

DON'T YOU DARE

AND THEN A TWO-WEEK WAIT!?

[casspurrjoybell-33]

Wreckless - The Payment

*Warning Adult Content*

Emmett

I don't wake up until almost eight a.m and Finnegan is still sleeping deeply.

He's so soundly asleep that he doesn't even react when I get up and out of bed.

I check after I hit the bathroom but nope, still out like a light.

He's tired, he's been working too hard even in Michigan with no company so I can't imagine how much worse it'll get.

Luckily I'll be able to keep an eye on him... I still don't know what to do today.

I'm not used to planning out sex... Sex escapades? Sexcapades?

Usually me getting lucky involves being drunk and/or lucky and it just sort of happens.

Back in the army it consisted of finding the guy or guys that it was easiest to get away with for a quick blowjob or rather hasty fuck in the barracks or back of a Humvee.

The problem is that I want to get started right now and also to make it last all day.

Those two things are sort of opposed.

Yes, I could go in there now and he wouldn't mind being woken up.

Heck, a sleepy fuck is a great thing and he could nap later.

I can't help it, I keep thinking back to playing with him on the couch and that's closer to what I need after missing him for so long.

He comes down the stairs with crazy hair, wearing nothing but cute little briefs and his cup dangling from one hand.

"You were gone," he mumbles.

"It's late, sleepy head but I wanted you to sleep as long as you wanted."

I pull him into a hug and he sort of melts against me.

I can't help but notice that he is in full-on little mode.

I'm not sure I've ever seen him so into headspace, even when we play.

I'm going to try not to ruin it and sex gets put on the back burner.

I lead him over to the couch and cover him up with a blanket, then find him some cartoons.

"I'm going to make breakfast, do you need anything?"

He holds his cup up towards me.

"Chocolate milk... if I can't have tummy cummies please."

'Tummy cummies... Dear Lord.' 

I want points for not reacting to that but maybe it's sort of my fault since I guess I started that last night.

I don't mind it, sounds sweeter than choking on my cock.

[Yes, semen does contain actual nutrients including vitamin C, B12, ascorbic acid, calcium, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, zinc, potassium, sodium, fat and protein. But this is no reason to add it into your daily intake just yet as the portion of the same is too tiny to be of any help.]

"Chocolate milk, coming up."

I use his Spiderman cup since he handed it to me and it has a lid so I can shake the crap out of it after putting in the chocolate syrup.

He's practically buried beneath the blanket when I give it to him.

"Would you like eggs?"

He sticks his tongue out and makes an awful face.

So that's a hard no.

"Pancakes? Or waffles? Or french toast?"

"Okay, I'll surprise you."

Pancakes sound good and I debate trying to make him some crazy mickey mouse or a dinosaur shape or something and instead make what my mom always made for me, small ones she called silver dollar pancakes.

I always loved them because there was no cutting needed... I could just shove them into my mouth.

Maybe he'll like them too.

While the batter is resting I make us each a fruit cup and before long we're ready to eat.

"Come and eat, Finnegan."

He takes his time but he's finally walking towards me, completely wrapped in the blanket.

No wonder it took him so long.

"You're gonna get the blanket all syrupy."

"No I won't. I'm cold."

I can fix that.

"Here, give me the blanket and I'll give you my shirt. How about that?"

He takes that deal and I drape it over the empty chair.

I'm plenty warm... I've been up and moving and at the stove.

He's still half asleep which is why he's chilly but the pancakes should help.

"Is that one mine?"

"Yep, do you like them?"

I didn't make myself little ones... they take forever... so much flipping.

"Yes, very much. Syrup?"

I pass it over and soon they're islands in an ocean of syrup.

This boy and condiments but really... he's like that about lots of things.

More is always better.

It's probably why he's so good at his job and well... I'm not complaining about him wanting lots of other things.

"Would you like to go to church today?"

He wrinkles up his nose.

"I should but I don't wanna adult. No, not going. Is that okay?"

"Of course."

"These are yummy."

He's spearing them two at a time to eat them... See? More.

"Emmett, do you have a Switch or PlayStation or something?"

I can switch... I don't HAVE one. 

"No, sorry."

"Can we get one? Hey, I had a dream about us."

I'm very, very curious.

"Did you? What was it about?"

"All I remember is us riding a dragon. It was red and breathed fire. Oh... I think it burned my factory down. That's not a nice dream."

He laughs when he tries to spear a raspberry but it slides up out of the bowl.

"I'm sure your brain is sorting things out the best way it can. I'm glad I was in it though... that's nice."

"It was. That part was good. I'm stuffed. Well, not stuffed but I ate a very good breakfast. Thank you, Emmett. Now can we go get a PlayStation? I want to play Lego games. There's a Lego Harry Potter and a Batman. A boy on the plane next to me was playing on the Switch. We could get one of those but I think maybe a PlayStation has games you'll like too. I'll put on clothes and buy it but you have to take me. Can we?"

Where did that come from?

Well the kid on the plane obviously but still.

"Please Emmett? I don't wanna wait, wanna play today."

"Hold on, Finnegan... let me think."

Geesh he's hyper.

He needs... well he needs to be fucked properly... that will help but maybe a good fuck and then some games is a good plan.

"Okay, we'll go but if you wanna play games this afternoon you'll have to do something for me first."

"What do I have to do, Emmett?"

"You have to let me do whatever I want, babe and what I want is to play with you. Then I want to stick my cock up your tight little hole and fuck you until you scream. How does that sound?"

"No, no please. I don't want you to hurt me."

Wow, that took some effort for him to say since he's practically salivating and climbing across the table to get to me.

"Well then no Play-station."

"No. That's so mean."

"It's your choice, Finnegan. You know you'll like it a little bit and I know you need it, don't you? You've been bugging me to fuck you since yesterday and today you can get your wish but listen very carefully. A gaming system is a huge present and you're going to have to earn it. Do you understand? You're going to pay."

In more ways than one... I can't help it... it's funny.

I'm not sure we're going to get to the store if we don't leave soon.

"Time to get in the shower, Finnegan. Let's go."

[sugaroto]

!!!!!!!!!

I met my sister

She had a concert

During the break I went closer to say hi

But I was like too awkward cause I don't even know if she knew what I look like

She was like come let's take pictures

Oh my god

We took some with like other people but we took one just the two of us and I think my smile was trembling I did not know how to smile oh my god

Later I was like can I hug you and we hugged and the hug was kinda long, like I was like what if this is awkward

Meanwhile I was thinking of that line "Andrew was the last one to let go" y'know when they hugged, so I'm like don't let go hug her. But what if its awkward?

In the end I think she was? The one who let go? Or maybe I like patted her and she took it as a signal to stop? Idk

Omg

And she was like I'm glad you're here!!

Oh my god

Yeah I came to see you

And I said some dumb shit πρέπει να γνωριστούμε κάποια στιγμή

Ah of course we do what am I saying

And I also met her mom

Anyway they go back to singing

Later at the end we talk again

My friends started a whole fucking conversation with some aunts

Which at one point it's like cool break the ice

But like. This part of the family is not the best

Ok maybe I shouldn't blame everyone for his actions but

Anyway I think her mom was kinda πετούσε σπόντες at me like, you never visit, you girls are sisters, blood etc when will you visit

Which like. Yes. I do want to have a good relationship with both my sisters

But I can't visit you. I don't want to meet him

And like you're not my step-mom, ok? You seem fine lady I hope you're a good mother to them but, I ... Am not related to you

My youngest sister was there too but she was sleepy and she wasn't in the mood, and APPARENTLY SHE HAS A DIFFERENT NAME?

Well, she has two- but I knew her by the other one jeez "That's [name2]" "oh ok..." "Well you can guess who is the only person calling her [name1]". "WAIT WHAT THATS HER"

Yeah anyway back to

We did a little small talk, hugged 3 times, said we should meet more

That's about it

Omgomg

Then at some point she left cause the little sister was sleepy so yknow

But my friends were still talking with some cousins and the aunt's so yeah

...

Her mom kept telling the little sister to take a photo with me but she didn't want cause she was tired and technically she doesn't know me and she was like we talk about you all the time, she knows you, she knows you as candy

Which is the nickname he used to have for me but. I don't really like it

But bc I was kinda like eh no she was explaining that's what your dad used to call you didn't you know

And I was like I know I just never... Liked that one

And at some point I did call him by his name. He's not "dad" to me

But it was like

So how did you know Sister would be singing

Oh he sent it to me

Who

Ο... Name (ο for the Greek pronoun) and then my voice disappeared a little as I said the name instead of some shit like dad

Now my problem is, he is a lying bitch

Do they know what he fucking did or do they think my mom is an evil witch with thorns that doesn't let me meet my family ™️

And I'm not being stupid now, that is literally what the fuck he said to me and I was afraid to touch my mom for months after the Event cause of the thorns

Like I was scared Sister might hate me if she thought I didn't make an effort cause I didn't care or something

Does she know her dad is a bitch

Or does she think my mom is

Oof anyway

It went ok

Much better than the first time years ago when I was like 11 and it went like

I have a sister named Sugar

What's your name?

Name

Oh I have a sister named Name

Ahshbdbdbd

!!! We met!!!

ANDHJSBDJDNDBDIXHSJHDJDJDJDJHD!!!!!!!!!

[randoimago]

Yo! Idk if you’re still doing Hades (game) requests, but if you are can I request Hypnos, Zagreus, (If possible) Dionysus, and (if possible) Ares with a s/o who’s humor if very dry, and they’re very sarcastic? Like they’re kinda mean, but in a funny way, and their love language is physical touch and stuff like that?

Please and thank you! <3

Sarcastic, Dry Humored S/O

FANDOM: Hades

Character(s): Ares, Dionysus, Zagreus, Hypnos

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): Sure thing!!

Ares

Probably mistakes your dry humor as you being serious at times.

Like he'll talk of the glories of battle and you'll say something like, "Yes, love the fountains of blood and buying out cleaning products." And he just goes, "So you do understand!"

Okay but the sarcasm, Ares dishes it back just as bad. He's also a lot more mean when he does. He is the god of war so he knows a lot of ways to get under people's skin (not that he's trying to do that with you, it's just habit).

The physical touch as a love language is interesting. He's not a big fan of physical affection but now and then he will let you cuddle next to him, only for a certain amount of time though.

Dionysus

Flicks your forehead whenever you give him sarcasm. I mean a lot of the time it's funny, but don't mess up his vibes.

Dionysus is such an easygoing guy so having you with dry humor causes him to either play off of it or tells you to relax, not in a mean way but just "take a chill pill, love".

Dionysus loves physical touch so he'll happily have you sit on his lap all the time. Just holding you to his side. 

Zagreus gets a surprise when he finds a boon from Dionysus and sees you there too.

Hypnos

I mean Hypnos constantly has his "How about you don't do that next time!" jokes so that combined with your dry humor. Well many have to try not to strangle you two.

Hypnos does enjoy your humor. Sometimes it is a bit difficult to tell if you're being serious but he's able to tell after he's made some dumb jokes himself.

The sarcasm is another thing. Hypnos finds it funny but he gets enough hurtful words from Thanatos that maybe you could ease up a bit? Or at least don't direct the sarcasm towards him.

Hypnos isn't huge on physical affection but he doesn't mind it (I see him as a words of affirmation guy tbh). Does enjoy having a cuddle buddy when he gets sleepy so that's nice.

Zagreus

Zagreus has his own self-deprecating humor so you two are two peas in a pod.

Would go back and forth with you a bit but then realize that anyone listening might think you're actually fighting instead of joking around.

Depending on how you're sarcastic is how Zagreus might react sometimes. Cause he's surrounded by negative situations and he just wants to see his mom so if you only make pessimistic jokes then he might ask you to cool it.

Now you living physical touch is something he can deal with. He's more of a words of affirmation guy, but will still be happy to hold your hand and pull you into a hug.

[limerence-17]

Hey! Can you write something where the reader is best friends with Eddie, and she gets drunk at a party for the first time and it makes her horny. Maybe she's trying to seduce Eddie and he's trying SO hard to be a good pal and a gentlemen. He's having her drink water and tucking her into bed but god he's so in love with her and it's hard.

hi love, thanks for the request! and also i already know eddie would be fighting for his life trying not to let his feelings show so this is gonna be a fun one. hope this satisfies your request haha

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NOTHIN BUT A GOOD TIME

eddie x f!reader

word count: 1.7K

cw: underage drinking, getting drunk for the first time, dirty talk, fluff like a lot of fluff (a lot of feelings and angst and shit,)

drinking that night sort of started off as a joke. the girls on the cheer team had offered you a shot of vodka and instead of backing down the way you normally would, you agreed. but you'd also agreed to two, then three and somehow made it to around six or seven that evening.

you're not sure how it was that easy to go from being the girl who never drank to suddenly the girl who did, but you didn't care. all that mattered right now was how fast you could sway your body to the music with the lights low in the kitchen, and you could think about was the feeling of the alcohol coursing through your body, making you feel both giddy but also sleepy?

you could hear the song nothin' but a good time by poison starting up on the stereo in the living room and it was almost like your brain was transported back to listening to the song with your best friend eddie in his bedroom screaming at the top of your lungs playing air guitar. you wanted to go and remind him of listening to it together and so you hopped down from the kitchen chair, and made your way slowly past the crowd of people in the hallway through the living room and into the backyard. you opened the screen door and could hear crickets chirping and could feel the cool breeze from the warm early september air.

you spotted your best friend since the ninth grade, eddie sitting near the bushes behind the pool and couldn't help but run over to him. he seemed surprisingly very sober, and his expression confused you. he looked worried, and uptight.

"woah, woah, woah don't mind me asking but how much did you have to drink?" he asks, grabbing you gently by your shoulders as you find yourself stumbling a bit, only to let out a laugh.

you completely avoid his question, only focusing on the beat and rhythm of the guitar from inside and grab his hands, moving him slowly from side to side so that he starts dancing.

"do you hear the song that's playing?! i can't remember us listening to this since grade 9 in your uncle's trailer!" you say, a bit louder than you expected.

"yeah i remember it's just- jesus i told your mom this wouldn't be a big deal or anything tonight," he says, a little nervous which doesn't seem like the eddie you know.

"eddie god, you're always looking out for me and i appreciate it but i seriously doubt i'll be going back to mom's house tonight," you says, still swaying him back and forth. eddie's hesitant, but eventually he gives in and dances with you and you two get through the song, laughing and smiling widely, jumping up and down. he's started playing air guitar just like you two were 14 again and once the song finishes, the two of you exhale with laughter, clearly exasperated and sweat dripping from your forehead.

you exhale, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug. "god, thank you for that eddie i really needed that right now," you say pulling back from the hug. but when you pull back you don't walk away, instead you meet his glance and brush his hand gently with yours.

"eddie…" you say, quietly

eddie coughs a bit, awkwardly taking a step back from you. he laughs a bit, rubbing his nose, trying to avoid eye contact with you.

"we should go back inside, or you should go back inside. most of those mortals fucking hate me in there anyway," he says, sitting back down on the mantel beside the bushes.

you walk closer to him, feeling something ignited inside yourself, like a strange itch that needs to be scratched. god, you've never looked at eddie this way, but you can tell from how hot and flushed your cheeks and chest are you're feeling needy. horny, even for your best friend. and whether he wants to admit it or not, he might be too.

"i don't wanna go inside, i wanna be with you. i wanna be with you eddie," you say brushing your hand against his knee, before you turn and sit beside him. eddie lets out a shaky breath, trying so hard not to look at your or your chest.

"be with m- no- nope!" eddie starts to wave his hands in the air.

"you're not thinking straight. believe me if you were sober right now, you wouldn't even be having these thoughts, let alone be looking at me like that," he says, scoffing a bit at how silly the thought of you liking him would be.

"fuck that, i'm just saying what i've been thinking all these years," you say, suddenly feeling the room start to go dizzy. eddie's eyes go wide with curiosity.

"um- what exactly have you been thinking all these years?" eddie asks, placing some of his fingers over his mouth as he tries to read your expressions.

"well, just that you're attractive- even if you don't always see yourself that way. you know you can be friends with someone and still think they're hot y'know," you say, slurring your words a bit and using your hands a lot for exaggeration.

eddie looks at your eyes, then your lips. there's no subtlety there at all.

"no yeah- you're right about that one."

"do you mean to really tell me that you haven't ever thought about fucking me?" you ask. this is a new side of confidence that's overcome you and you've never spoken to a guy like this, let alone your best friend.

"jesus christ! what?! who said anything about fu- i mean- i- i don't know- i guess i-," you start laughing a bit, it's funny watching him turn red.

"you're not exactly saying no eds," you say, as you start to twirl a piece of your hair across your fingers, looking at him with lust filled eyes.

"fine whatever fuck it- maybe i've thought about it once-" he says, clearly embarrassed. you're not buying it.

"ok so what if it was more than once! you're my best friend i can never think about you that way it's just like a rule y'know- you're like my- my i don't know fuck," he says, completely speechless.

"we don't always have to be just friends eddie. not if i find you hot and you find me hot too," you say, smirking a bit.

you smile back at him, but the moment doesn't last long. you lean over, grabbing your stomach a bit. suddenly that warm feeling has turned into nausea and you're not entirely sure where to go from here.

"oh fuck- are you gonna-?" eddie asks, standing up quickly, worried you might puke on him.

"i-i'm not sure," you say softly.

"shit, ok wait here i'm gonna go grab you some water and then we're gonna head out, ok?" eddie asks, now making eye contact with you.

"mm," you croak out, worried you might be sick and you sit there waiting for him to come back and he does with a glass of water.

"ok c'mere drink up, darling," he says, handing you the cup and you oblige, drinking big sips. "thanks eddie," you croak out.

"ok i'm actually getting you home now," he says, motioning for you to wrap your arm around his shoulder and you do, dragging your feet across the concrete all the way to his car. he puts you in the passenger seat, buckling you up gently.

you admire how quiet he keeps it in the car, no noises, no talking, and surprisingly no radio which is very unlike the eddie you know. he pulls into your driveway and opens the car door for you and you wrap your arm around him once again. he walks you up to your room and helps you into bed.

"i'm sorry your first time drinking was such a bust, i promise it's not always like this," eddie says in a whisper, fixing the sheets for you.

"it wasn't a bust," you say as you start to close your eyes.

"i have you eddie," you say, grabbing his hand. "stay, please," you say, rubbing your thumb against his hand and his eyes goes wide once again. it's so hard for him not to give in, as he looks into your beautiful eyes and finds himself longing for his lips against yours but he knows more than ever that you're the one person he can't lose. his best friend. you're not just some hookup that he won't have to worry about the next, but if he were to make a move on you now he'd never forgive himself. but god, eddie thought to himself. you looked so fucking good and he was lying if he told himself he wasn't horny now too.

he leans over, planting a soft kiss on your cheek.

"i'll see you tomorrow," he says and pulls your hand away leaving your room and heading back to his car.

[dwaeki]

beomgyu as ur bf ! (random headcanons)

pairing: beomgyu x gn!reader

genre: fluff, comedy

warnings: none other than poorly written fluff, intended lower case and maybe some spelling errors :D

a/n: YET AGAIN I WENT WITH THE FLOW SO SORRY IF IT'S KINDA BAD- keep in mind that english isnt my first language thank you <3

another one of my ults nfakjnglkejngr

you're dating a clown-

honestly, how do u even survive because he's actually so annoying

but he loves you though, i promise <3

an actual brat.

teases you a LOT !!! but never in a mean way.

if you trip over your own feet and fall, he's probably going to laugh at you, offering his hand to help you up but then quickly pulling it back to mess with you!

or if you accidentally drop your phone, spill some water on yourself, etc. he's going to tease you,

"y/n, what are you? a 3 year old?? you can't even walk without tripping, HAH, DUMMY!!!!"

loves to push your buttons to get different reactions out of you :D

he's quite empathetic though, so it's never his intention to hurt your feelings by poking fun at you.

if he notices that his teasing is making you uncomfortable or insecure he will not hesitate to stop,

making you feel loved and appreciated is his number one priority <3

he's determined to make you laugh, because when he hears you giggle... phew he's on cloud 9,

knowing the fact that he's the reason you're grinning from ear to ear is just such an ego boost :(

he will do anything to make you smile and i mean anything...

even if it results in him looking like a fool 😞

you two go grocery shopping together <3

honestly, he sometimes embarrasses you to the point where you regret bringing him with you in the first place 😐

like you've literally just entered the store and he's already whining, asking if you're done yet so you can finally go home and cuddle at once !! :/

it's usually just you doing all the shopping while he follows you around,

he's just there to assist you when you can't reach the high shelves‼️

the store you go to is pretty small and very close to your neighborhood, so you're basically familiar with everyone who visits it.

there's this one sweet lady with a kid around the age of 10, and beomgyu swears that "the child is a devil!!"

he has already made enemies... with a 10 year old-

you had to apologize to his mom multiple times because your 20 year old boyfriend couldn't stop bickering with her son.

he also helps you do your chores !!

he's very playful, hence anything can be fun if beomgyu's around :D even boring things like washing the dishes or cleaning your room (no offense to whoever likes it)

he turns everything into a game, a competition to be more precise...

"whoever finishes washing the dishes last has to buy the winner their favorite snack 😋😋"

even if he wins, he still ends up buying you the food of your choice, not letting you spend a single penny on him!!

he competes with you just to rile you up, making bets such as the one mentioned above to keep you determined, not because he actually wants you to do anything for him.

except giving him your undying love and affection of course :D

he's literally so clingy

you usually visit him at the dorms when he's not busy

the second he hears you knock on the door he's quite literally sprinting towards you

you can hear the members complain that he almost pushed them over

once your boyfriend opens the door, he engulfs you in a tight, bear hug™, picking you up and spinning you around, making sure he crushed every single bone in your body <3

the others just watch you get the air knocked out of your lungs in amusement.

speaking of the members, beomgyu always dreamed of you getting along with his best friends,

but once his dream came true he kinda wished it never did </3

you get along a little too well for his liking :/

how come you just laughed at one of yeonjun's jokes right in front of your toddler boyfriend?!?!??!

unacceptable!!

the entire night he either tries to crack as many jokes as possible to "redeem himself", glaring at an oblivious (and also mildly concerned) yeonjun from time to time

or he starts being poutier and clingier than usual, asking for a kiss every 5 minutes or straight up just dragging you to his bedroom and not letting you go until you cuddle for at least an hour

but in all honesty, he's so relieved that you and the boys are bonding !!

you having a good relationship with his friends is very important to him <3

he's not jealous at all because he knows that you love him and him only :)

he babies you to no end !! (even if you're older than him)

you do something as simple as drink water and he just coos at you

"AWW !!! you look so cute when you drink water like that :("

your number one fan!!!!!

hypes you up and brags about you to everyone <3

if you're wearing a new outfit he will notice right away and just stare at you in awe the second he sees you, won't forget to comment on how gorgeous/handsome you look ;)

also likes it when u compliment him back, it really means a lot <3

please keep feeding his ego he loves it when you notice small details, it makes his heart flutter

you two nap together a lot

if you're not the one for naps you just lay there, next to him, his arms wrapped around your frame tightly as he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, sleeping peacefully.

he looks so peaceful and cute when he's not annoying the hell out of you <333

you sometimes snap pictures of his sleeping state and then set it as your wallpaper/lockscreen :D

once gyu found out about your little antics he got extremely cocky

if you ever changed your lock screen to anything but him, he'd get all whiney, begging for you to change it back

also snaps a few pics of you sleeping/just existing peacefully and puts it as his so you two can have "matching wallpapers" <33

he also lends you his jacket if you're ever feeling cold

lives for how cute you look basically buried in his jacket, sighing in content as you're finally warming up a little

if you get tired from walking he's going to give you a piggyback ride <333

laughs and giggles as he lifts you up from the ground, your chest flushed against his back as he carries you to your destination :)

if you did something that upset him and he's scolding you he's just gonna:

"y/n, you're such a dummy!" *holds your hand* "that was very careless of you," *kisses your forehead* "i want you to know that i am very angry at you." *cuddles you aggressively*

while most of your dates are at home,

amusement park dates are very common as well :D

you go on various roller coasters, circular rides, take a few breaks in between and get ice cream or cotton candy

but your favorite ride by far are the bumper cars!

you just race, crash into each other at full speed or get into the same car and absolutely destroy your competition !! (the competition in question are just a bunch of 7 year old kids trying to have fun)

he seranades you :(

learns a bunch of love songs that remind him of you on guitar and sings them to you whenever you're able to hang out <3

he has a playlist full of love songs dedicated to you

offers to give you some free guitar lessons, if you ever want to learn how to play yourself :)

you both also have a collaborative playlist on spotify, along with playlists for each other you update regularly <33

when he's sleepy he's so soft with you :(

he's looking at you with hooded eyes full of love and adoration, you can tell that he's trying his best to stay awake for a little longer, but his eyelids are getting heavier by the second, his voice lower than before

"hey, y/n... you know i love you right? i love you so much that my heart aches whenever i look at you..."

pulls you in closer, if that's even possible, and holds you gently as if you were going to break if he wasn't careful enough,

probably leaves feather kisses all over your collarbone before whispering a one last "i love you" for the night and falls asleep.

yeah... thoughts are being thunk right now y'all-

he really loves you to the moon and back :(

overall your relationship is very chaotic and just.. weird in general.

good luck dealing w/his bs <3

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

What if skeleton and S/O fell ill at the exact same moment? How would it go?

Undertale Sans - You and Sans are dead, in bed, and none of you has the strength to move to get something to drink. You feel bad but you're kind using poor Papyrus as your savior right now. At least you feel guilty about it. Sans doesn't. Sans is maybe abusing of the situation a little, even with you, as he keeps stealing the damn blanket from you and whines every time you try to cover your legs. You keep fighting which is not helping your respective headaches.

Undertale Papyrus - Papyrus is trying so hard to help you despite the fact he can barely stand up with his fever. When you don't need anything, he just flops on the bed face first and sleeps where he fell, snoring very loudly. You're trying to help him too when he needs it, but the only time you tried the stairs, you only survived because Sans had the reflex to catch you first. But eh, you'll both get well soon, right?

Underswap Sans - You are crying in Honey's hoodie, begging him to take you away from Blue. Blue is not happy to be stuck in bed. He's so annoying and won't stop to complain and you're tired and can't take it anymore. Honey feels like he's babysitting two children who are throwing temper tantrums, but he's doing his best to help you both with soup and medicine. Everyone will be relieved when Blue will feel better.

Underswap Papyrus - You both want to help each other. You honestly look like zombies in the kitchen, struggling to make soup for each other. In the end, the soup is burned, you threw up on the ground because of the nausea and Honey slipped in, and didn't get up since. Blue finds you both sleeping on the floor later.

Underfell Sans - He's not ill you can't force him to sleep! You're just pretending to trick him. He's not stupid you know! He can see in your game. You then says that you're the one who will sleep then. You think you can trick him? It's just an excuse to not leave the bed! He's going to sleep too. Here, what are you going to do now?! Edge is so tired of you two.

Underfell Papyrus - Edge is clingy when he's ill. You're clingy when you're ill... You spend the day hugging each other in bed and sleep. You just skip the day until the next morning, when you wake up in each other's arms, feeling better and hungry. That sort of worked!

Horrortale Sans - He hides he's ill because he is too worry about you. He's a bit warmer than usual, and sleepy, but he's taking care of you like he always do. He's tired sooner than as usual though and that's how you understood he's not feeling well either. But by now, Willow is home to take care of the both of you, so it's fine.

Horrortale Papyrus - Willow has his back stucked, you're in pain because of the fever and you can't hug him because it's hurting him too much. You hoped you could count on Oak, but Oak is doing a mental breakdown because you are both ill and he's scared you both might die and he's panicking. Before passing out, you gathered enough clarity to call Toriel for help. After that, Goat Mom is having your backs.

Swapfell Sans - "I THINK I'M DYING." You starts to cry, delirious because of the fever, screaming at him to not die. Rus is in the couch, rolling his eyes as the both of you. Nox is dramatic, that's not new, but he didn't expect you to be equally dramatic. That's going to be a fun day when Nox will beg Rus to lead him to the hospital while S/O is writing Nox's will, except they can't write straight and it keeps getting ruined. Rus wants the day to be over already.

Swapfell Papyrus - S/O wants to get him medicine but Rus won't let go. He wants to hug you, you're warm and he's cold. But also you're cold because he's cold and you don't like it and keeps complaining to Nox, who doesn't give a care about the two of you because he can't stand all the whining. He gives you medicine, but that's all. He's not babysitting you two.

Fellswap Gold Sans - Wine is trying to have a normal day despite him seeing everything fuzzy and shaking, and you're walking more or less straight behind him, trying to drag him to bed, but keeps messing how you're supposed to walk and face plants in the floor every two minutes or so. Coffee locks you two in your room after a while to make sure you don't leave the house. Wine is frustrated and you're at this point too tired to stay awake, so you fall asleep on him. Wine can't escape you no more, so he goes to sleep too.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - So, uh. Wine is too worry about Coffee and took him to the hospital. You are now alone in the house because Wine doesn't care at all about you and you're just crying in bed all alone because you're scared and hurt. Little did you know that Coffee did the same at the hospital. So, annoyed, Wine finally came to grab you and teleports you at the hospital so you can act like a comfort dog or something. So much empathy, it's killing you.

[quicksilver-babeyy]

First Kiss Headcanons Part Two

Characters included : Sam Larusso, Miguel Diaz

It was after the fight she had with Tory at Mr Miyagi's house and she couldn't stop shaking, you weren't share whether it was from fear, adrenaline or even both but what was undeniable was that she couldn't stop crying.

As you held her in your arms she whispered how she wanted things to go back to normal, but she didn't know how to and she felt completely powerless at the moment.

You stroked her hair gently and rubbed her back comfortingly as you spoke softly to her, reassuring her that things would eventually get better and you kept telling her that she was strong enough to get through this.

That is until she pulled away from your embrace and looked deep into your eyes with admiration, she had a smile that could go unnoticed by everybody else but not you. You always paid close attention to her and she knew that.

She slowly leaned in closer to you as she whispered in an almost enamoured tone, how she wouldn't be able to get through bad moments if it weren't for you being there. Then she closed her eyes and pulled in for a soft kiss.

Just from the way she kissed you you knew she had wanted to do this for a long time already, she was also sure of it since no one else's lips had made her feel this way. Not Miguel's, not Robby's not anybody else's. It was addicting the feeling of your soft lips against her chapped ones.

She pulled away and rested her forehead against yours, her eyes were still closed but you noticed her expression had relaxed unlike some minutes ago when she came crying to you. Almost begging for your comfort and affections.

“I like you...no! I love you more than I've ever loved anybody else, I have wanted to say that for so long but I never had the courage until now. I know it's not a very appropriate moment to tell you this but it doesn't matter anymore”

“You're everything I need and more now and forever, so will you do me the honour of being my s/o?” she continued asking in a hopeful tone, then she noticed the way your eyes lit up when she confessed to you.

You simply kissed her once again and she couldn't help but smile against your lips, knowing she finally was with the person who had never given up on her no matter what. The person who she had always reserved a big part of her heart for, you.

The All valley tournament was just around the corner and that had left Miguel feeling more anxious than ever, he came to you in search for relaxation with the person he adored the most in the entire world. When you opened the door and smiled at him he melted completely.

He simply wrapped his tense arms around you as he slowly felt his body relax, it still hurt but it seemed like your hugs were healing to him. He let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding in, he closed his eyes and breathe in your familiar scent.

You hugged him back and let him inside the house without letting go off of him, since you couldn't cause the boy clinged onto you like a koala. You decided to ask him if he wanted to maybe watch a movie with you, he answered with a simple positive hum.

You played one of his favourite movies trying to see if it would catch his attention but it didn't, he was more focused on cuddling you instead. He seemed rather sleepy unlike other times he had visited you, also way more quiet than normal so you asked what was going on.

He finally tells you how training, his mom and sensei Lawrence dating, and the whole dojo war was getting too stressful for him so he just wanted to forget about it. And when he thought on who he found peace in he thought about you.

You felt bad for him so you simply let him relax not noticing that he was now looking at you, he couldn't help but get lost in your eyes or wonder how your lips would feel against his. He tried to not think about it but when you'd smile at him or laugh at a joke in the movie he would do it again.

Eventually he sat up and looked away for a bit taking a deep breath and he seemed to think about something, until he turned back to you with a determined look on his face and he leaned in giving you a kiss which you quickly reciprocated.

You pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt with one hand and played with his soft hairl locks with your other hand, he wrapped his arms around your waist to keep you in place and after some seconds you both pulled away from the kiss to breathe.

“I'm sorry I kissed you out of nowhere I just...I have to admit that I have feelings for you, although it's probably pretty obvious by now. So I wanted to know if you'd like to be my s/o?” He asked in fake tone of confidence, which you could see through mostly due to his shaky voice and him looking away shyly.

You smiled and nodded accepting his confession he smiled brightly and his eyes seemed to be full of excitement, immediately he covered your face in lots of kisses making you giggle which he found adorable. After that you two spend the entire day cuddling.

Wow, it felt nice to know that could call you his s/o and be able to kiss you whenever he wanted to. Which was basically all the time, damn he was genuinely whipped for you.

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Note : I might make another part of these with more characters.

[willowfolksong]

Tides

- Atsumu Miya x Reader

- SFW

Atsumu never needed memories. He was fine with living in the present— not being tied by the past or scared by the future.

He was fine.

He's not sure if he was happy tho, looking back at his life before this.

Before the baby

His baby— he has to correct himself everytime now.

He has a baby. A tiny, little bundle with huge eyes that stare back at him and seem to know all his secrets.

Oh god.

All his secrets.

This child will one day know about everything Atsumu did when he was young.

The baby— his baby, fumbles around in the crib and yawns.

"Babe!" Atsumu calls for you, not once taking his eyes of his son.

His son.

He has to grab the edge of the crib so that the sudden dizziness that overcomes him doesn't makes him fall to the floor. You appear on the doorway soon after— your hair a wild mess and sleep clouding your eyes.

"What's wrong? What happens?"

Atsumu takes a look at you and then looks back at the baby. He's so wrinkly and small.

"He yawned"

You stare blankly at your husband "Excuse me?"

Atsumu points at the bundle "He yawned. I think he's sleepy or somethin'"

You sigh— the kind of sigh you used to hear from your mom, and now you finally feel like you get her. Atsumu is still staring worryingly at you when you take a step towards him to pat him on the shoulder.

Hard.

He winces.

"Baby, please tell me you didn't just call me here to tell me your son yawned"

"Well he might be tired!"

You feel that pointing at the crib would be too much of an insult to the father of your child's intelligence, so you settle for blinking owlishly at him. "He's in a literal bed" you say, trying to sound calm "He's literally in a tiny bed for babies, 'Tsumu. If he wants, he can just close his eyes and sleep"

Your husband gulps "And we don't do anythin'?"

"Not really" you deadpan.

Atsumu scratches the back of his neck and has the decency to smile apologetically at you "Sorry, I just never had a kid before. Don't know how this works"

"I've never had one before either, but trust me on this one"

"Fine"

You drag him back to the bed and quickly slide under the warm blankets again, sighing happily. Atsumu's arms envelop you while he maneuvers the two of you until you're flush against his chest, your back to him.

Nothing better than being the little spoon to go to sleep.

You close your eyes.

"Babe" Atsumu whispers in your ear "Do ya think I look like a dad?"

You refuse to open them again, so you just grunt and squeeze them shut even more.

Atsumu just keeps talking "Like... should I stop dying my hair like 'Samu did? He looks like an idiot but I think I could pull it off"

"Atsumu, what in the world?"

"It's just... everythin' is changin', ya know?" he says, and you reluctantly turn around to look at him. His eyes are trained on the wall, brows furrowed "It's too fast and too much at the same time"

"You don't like it?"

"I love it!" he answers, maybe a little too loud, and bends down to kiss you on the nose "I love ya"

"I love you too"

"It's just... this ain't volleyball, ya know?" you nod, and he nods with you "I don't have any practice" and then quietly, he asks "What if I screw it up?"

You smile warmly at him. God, how you love this silly big volleyball player doofus.

"You won't"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, because you see" you explain him, burying your head on his chest and leaving a gentle kiss where his heart is "I know you were born to do this. Same as with volleyball"

He laughs, hugging you tighter, and even tho he doesn't says anything else, you know you've managed to at least give him some peace of mind.

Atsumu doesn't stops dying his hair gold, but he does buys your son some pajamas with little volleyball balls on it.

He also buys a photo album. He feels like he's found some memories to keep.

Life is changing.

Like tides.

[thirsttrapkingvinnie]

single dad: chapter three

"Wake up sweetheart. I know you're sleepy but you have school." Vinnie said, shaking her gently.

"I'm up daddy." Bear yawned, hugging her dads neck.

"Go brush your teeth." Vinnie kissed her forehead and sent her off to her bathroom.

Vinnie stood up from the bed and walked to the crib which was next to Aaliyah's side. She insisted on taking care of him so Vinnie could get some sleep.

"Thank you for letting me stay here last night." Aaliyah smiled softly as she put on her heels.

"Of course, it was no problem. Thank you for helping me get out of that sticky situation last night." Vinnie smiled back, lifting Kaiser from his crib and laying him gently in his arms.

"Do you need me to do anything before I go?" Aaliyah asked.

"If you wanna let my mom know I'll have Kaiser ready in about 10 minutes that'd be great. She's downstairs." Vinnie answered.

"No problem." Aaliyah smiled and headed for the door "Oh and Vinnie."

"Yes?"

"As much as I like you and like hanging out with you and your kids, I want too take things slow with us." Aaliyah said.

"I agree. Rushing never gets you anywhere good. This was just a crisis situation. Hopefully there will be no more." Vinnie nodded and chuckled.

Aaliyah said goodbye and walked down the stairs. Once downstairs she let Maria know about Kaiser and left the house, getting into her Uber to take her home.

—- "Okay, he's ready mom. He didn't want to eat yet but there is a bottle in the bag that you can heat up when you're home or whatever." Vinnie said, handing her the money he insisted on giving his parents for watching Kaiser.

"Okay, but I don't need that." Maria said, pushing his hand back.

"Mom please. I don't have time for this. I want you and dad to have it for helping me out." Vinnie said, shoving the money in her purse.

"Alright but no more. That's it. Also, I didn't mean to make you upset last night. It wasn't my place to tell you what to do with your life. I always forget that you're no longer the 16 year old who I can control anymore. You do what you think is best, and just to clarify, I'm more than happy to have a grandson from you." Maria spoke.

"It's okay, I know that mom. As much as I want to stay and talk to you, I have to get Bear ready for school." Vinnie smiled, hugging her quickly.

"Bye bye Kai. Daddy loves you." Vinnie said softly, kissing his small cheek.

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"If you hurry I'll take you to McDonalds for breakfast on the way to school." Vinnie yelled.

"I'm ready now daddy." Bear yelled back.

Vinnie fixed his tie and grabbed his things before rushing down the stairs to leave. He turned off all the lights and locked the door.

"Alright, buckle up butter cup." Vinnie smiled and backed out of the driveway.

The drive to McDonalds and school consisted of music, loud singing, and plenty of jokes.

"Okay baby, chew this gum so you don't have breakfast breath. But as soon as you get to school spit it out in the trash okay?" Vinnie said.

"Okay." Bear answered as she began chewing and continued playing her game on her tablet.

Soon enough Vinnie had pulled up to the school and was now in the line to let her out of the car.

"Have a good day honey. Grandma Maria will pick you up later." Vinnie said.

Bear rushed into the school, spitting her gum out immediately like her dad said. Just the sight brought joy to him for some reason. Maybe it was because she was so cute or maybe it was because she was so respectful and he saw a bright future in his daughter.

All he knew was that though she looked like her mother, which made her beautiful, she was nothing like her and that made him feel pride, that he had raised her well.