#but getting up and looking at your partner sleeping peacefully in bed looking all cute and cozy??

[cooking-with-hailstones]

Not to be a simp on main but

😍😍🥰🥰 wow my partner is so pretty and awesome and I love my partner so so so so so much 🥰🥰😍😍

[vxlkirayaxo]

Stuck like glue

Tags/ warnings: clingy Scara, attachment, kissing, slightly suggestive (?) violence, yandere-ish (just Scara beating someone up for [name])

Character: Scara

When your mothers were young, they were best friends and they made a vow to make you two best friends,"pass down our legacy" they said

Well...you two liked each other too much, you guys were inseparable.

All though poor Scara was more attached to you than you were to him. For scara, you were his only friend but for you you had a lot of friends.

While you two were in preschool he'd follow you around while he'd hold your hand. A grumpy expression on his face as he held his plushie and watched you socialize like a little butterfly.

"His little butterfly." his mother would say when she picked him up from preschool.

...that was another problem, when he went home before you did. He'd cry and scream, throwing a tantrum until his mother would call to see if she could pick you up too and just drop you off on the way home. Each time he would refuse to let go of your hand in the car which just earned a cute smile and giggle from you.

One day in grade school a rude boy put gum in your hair, that didn't end well...he beat the kid up until the kid couldn't walk. Not without you sitting there in the same room with your eyes closed and your ears covered.

The more you started to get bullied the more he became violent, and soon in highschool he became a 'delinquent'. But you didn't leave him during his violent times. When he snuck out of his house, his poor mother thought he was sneaking out to go do drugs and drinking little did she know he was sitting on the floor in front of your bed while you put accessories in his hair and stickers on his face. He didn't mind though, it was you of course.

It got to the point that your mother sat him down and asked him "do you like [name]?" That made him realize that he did, in fact, have feelings for you.

After graduation he offered for you two to move into the same apartment together after all, he really couldn't go more than ten hours without seeing your face.

Pretty soon his feelings got so bad he couldn't sleep without cuddling you. Holding your waist, face buried in your neck as you peacefully slept not noticing the blush on his face and how his breath grew a bit heavier when he noticed how perfectly your bodies fit together.

One day he finally had the courage, he handed you flowers and asked.

"Please be my lover.." he mumbled his gaze avoiding yours as blush stained his cheeks and ears.

You giggled before taking the flowers, a smile on your lips you chimed

"I thought we've been dating since junior high." You hugged him and he felt like he immediately burst into flames from how much he was blushing.

It was true that he had asked to be your partner for a project but you thought he meant actual partner.

"Do you want a kiss?" You looked down at him before he nodded and closed his eyes waiting for the kiss, this was going to be his first one!

You gave him a kiss on the lips before giggling out of embarrassment. He, however felt like he was in heaven.

"Again?" He asked his eyes only partially open.

Throws you this and leaves to go finish another project 🏃🏻‍♀️‍➡️

[workingbynyx]

Hi! I was wondering if you'd be interested in writing headcanons of Jason Todd as the reader's boyfriend? Probably like the general dynamic of the relationship, love language, etc. Whatever you think goes best! :)

of course! i can finally use my hcs of boyfie jason to good use oml i have so much in store for you loves 😚

(this has been sitting in my drafts for so long and now that its almost v-day i think its pretty fitting to post this <3 also pls remember that these are my personal hcs so some may be entirely ooc but this is how i imagine him to be okay 😭)

Very affectionate behind closed doors

Jason wasn't a very clingy person to begin with. in fact the first time you held hands you swore you saw drops of sweat drip down the side of his face, it's hilarious. it took him a while to get around giving physical affection but once he did, hugs and kisses are non-stop. he'll either give you quick or aggressive but gentle kisses or would simply ask you to climb onto him on your shared bed and lay your head on his chest as he sleeps. he'd search for your hand and give it a squeeze when the both of you are in a big crowd (ex; galas, parties) or just rest his hand on the small of your back— as intimidating he might seem, he's just a big baby in your hands.

A pretty decent cook, to say the least

Could be an unpopular opinion but i'd say Jason isn't all too bad in the kitchen, he can pretty much fix up a simple meal if he wants to. The man could either fuck up the microwave or invent a whole new recipe just to fit your cravings, there's no in between. He doesn't want to admit it but he has a secret folder in his phone of all the recipes to your favourite dishes from lunch meals to deserts; so now on every occassion, you can expect waking up to the fresh scent of your favourite food set on the table <3

Midnight joyrides are the best

Do y'all know those tiktok accs that own a motorbike and just drive around with their partners sitting behind them? That's exactly how i imagine what it would be like to be Jason's partner 👊👊 literally like; "bubs put on your helmet" "are we going out? at this time?" "what, you don't want to?" "well, yeah i do..." "good, i'll have the bike out front then" then you guys just drive around on his bigass bike zooming through the city. He'd also have his hands run down your leg that's straddling him from behind at every stoplight possible wkehwjhejwhd

Getting out of bed is almost impossible

The first time you two moved in together was really exciting, waking up finding yourself beside the love of your life sleeping peacefully to eating breakfast and dinner with them too. But as time went by, it became almost your mission everyday to get out of bed without being held back by Jason pulling you back under the sheets. You'd have to be sneaky to move his arm that's wrapped around your waist before his reflexes react soon enough; "mmh, going somewhere?" "jay, i gotta get to work" "10 more minutes love, i promise. I'll just drive you there it's much faster" "you said that 5 minutes ago— i'll be late again!" "are you saying you'd rather leave me alone?" "jace i–" "mhm exactly, so stay a'ight? you could just tell them you caught that flu" "i already did...two days ago..."

Absolutely adores your eyes, hands and waist

I'm a firm believer that Jason is a certified waist-grabber !!! you can expect the rough tips of his gloves glide over from your back all the way to your waist once he comes home from work. He also looooves looking into your eyes and see his reflection in them, the same eyes that showed nothing but pure love and kindness to him. And he also likes your hands; the size difference when you compare them, how they wrapped around his own, and how they cling onto him every chance you get. He thinks it's such a cute mannerism (if you have them too)

He asks for fashion advice, sometimes

Jason'll probably throw on a shirt, jacket, pants and boots then call it day before he met you— but he's even conscious of how colors looked on him now. You were his stylist, often picking out clothes and giving him new looks that you think looks best on him just because he once saw a photo of him and thought the shirt and pants he had didn't match at all. Jason always thought clothes only consists of hoodies, sweatpants, shirts, but now even knows what 'preppy' clothing is after you explained it to him.

His love language is words of affirmation and physical touch

This may vary to some people but i do hc Jason's love language to be words of affirmation and physical touch. Words of affirmation; only because he absolutely loves it when he tells you what he genuinely thinks of you at the moment. "You look great in red", "i'm proud of what you did there", "i love you, y'know that right?", "you look so gorgeous, i'm lucky to have you" and physical touch; because he's totally convinced he can't live without you by his side. Jason would want to be next or near you at any given chance, he'll have you scooted beside him while he reads a book or gently rub his hand against your thigh when he's focused on a movie. Your presence alone gives him the comfort he's always longing for in nights that he's away from home, and you'd glady give it to him.

Very protective over you

It's probably a known fact that Jason is a protective person but when it comes to you he can be over the top in making sure you're okay (especially when you're also a vigilante/hero working with him.) You'll always have to assure him that you're fine and not bleeding to death with a papercut or when you accidentlly stub your toe against the bed. But when you're also a crime-fighter like him, best believe he'll always have you stay and guarded behind him. You had to explain so many times that you could also take care of yourself like he can, though it's understandable why he acts that way most of the time.

Acts all tough, but melts when you're around

Around the times when Jason still had a lil crush on you, he'd never let his guard down and likes to appear cold or tough. But once you were dating he's an absolute shy babe even with the smallest gestures or compliments you give him. He'd only crack a smile at the side comments you make but is mentally falling apart. Or when he can't keep up the act he simply dips his head in the corner of your neck and stay there til he stops blushing like a teen getting his first kiss.

Is a part of the sassy man apocalypse

Sometimes, you question if this man is simply your bestfriend or your boyfriend of how many years. The amount of bickering the two of you end up having is like watching two friends fight over peanut butter vs chocolate. You'd suggest a book you've been reading that he absolutely despises and have a debate right there and then. It's almost like that one Friends scene when Joey and Rachel were giving spoilers back to back at each other LMAO. The man also has an unhealthy habit of popping a hip whenever he stands, your gallery would probably be filled with pictures of him in that stance alone.

[aviradasa]

I know this is my second request in less than 30 minutes, but what about a fic of reader and leola, Both sync during that time of the month and they just sass and complain about everything Aaravos does down to his cooking while he takes care of them🤣😂🤣

Also, can this fic be like a comedy thing

🤣🤣 say less, I got you. Also, I decided to make this in more of a oneshot style! I hope that is alright. Sorry, I got a bit lazy towards the end. Maybe this will get another part, lol, but it's a comedy I don't think I've ever seen a well thought comedy 🤣🤣 anyways I hope you enjoy 🖤

Reader and Teen!Leola sync up.Aaravos is done.

I 100% believe this is his default look before he says some sass ass shit to yall in this.

Also, I have a confession. I miss his old model he looked so much more intimidating. Anyways

Aaravos x Fem! Mom Reader. Hc

{Comady} warnings:there's like an innuendo at the end and cussing. Besides that, you're good

Check out the other parts to this string of HC

Masterlist

Aaravos introducing you to his daughter

Aaravos getting ready to propose to you with the help of leola

Teenage!Leolas first partner is human how do you and Aaravos react

@delusional-mushroom @josmarney23 @imsimping4life

The sun had just peaked when you woke up feeling a lot more irritable than normal. Which was a sign to you that the next week was going to be a nightmare, as you and your teenage daughter had synced.

You reluctantly look over towards the window and roll your eyes at the light poking through.

Yes, we have curtains up, but you swear they can never close all of the way, and it pisses you off to no extent.

But since there is nothing you can do about it. You just groan in frustration, covering your face with your hands before turning to look at your husband, who lays peacefully next to you in bed

You are always jealous of him. because he sleeps and wakes up so pretty, and you always say you wake up looking like you fought 3 wars, then had a night out in a tavern. But besides that, you're jealous that he doesn't have to feel like the gods are mid-fistfight with your uterus.

That prick

Just as you're about to get up, you hear your daughter in the kitchen. A few seconds pass, and you hear the sound of one of your plates hitting the ground.

as the sound of the shattering glass hits your ears, Aaravos shoots up, and you fall back into the mattress as fast as you can.

Cause they got you all the way fucked up if they think you're dealing with that in this condition

Sorry Leola yo daddy's coming for you.

It's probably for the best today. Those were cute plates, and you're a little pissed that one is now broken

In the kitchen, Aaravos walks in to see one of your NICE ass crystal plates shattered and an irritated leola floating above the mess

And this shit is broke broke. There are no hella big pieces to pick up; it's all small shards, and they are everywhere. So Aaravos pushes leola to the side and uses a quick spell on the broom so it will sweep up on its own as he tries talking to his daughter.

"How did this even happen?"

"I don't even know. I opened the cabinet, and it fell onto the floor when I tried to grab the one under it." She starts saying in a quickened, frustrated tone

"Well, why would you try to grab the one under it in the first place," Aaravos says, rolling his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose for a moment. For him, it's too early for this bullshit.

"Because the one on top might have dust on it? Everybody knows that, dad!" Leola says, getting more annoyed.

"Girl, lower your damn tone with me. I'm not the one who broke your mother's plate." He says, narrowing his eyes at her. She just groans, getting more frustrated.

"Well, it wasn't my fault! It was just an accident!" She shoots back at him.

"Who's accident was it if it wasn't your fault? Because I would really like to talk to the person who I'm cleaning up broken crystal after right now. At 7 o'clock in the morning." Aaravos says in amusement with a raised eyebrow.

Leola just rolls her eyes and floats out of the kitchen with a " well you missed a spot" as Aaravos stands there chuckling to himself.

He does not feel bad about talking back to yall during hell week.

He loves both Leola and you to death, and he will help all and try and accommodate you both to the best of his abilities, but he will sass back and get some attitude if Leola and you do

The king of matching energies lowkey

He thinks of it like this. If I'm doing this shit for yall on my own, voluntarily I'm not taking any shit.

He isn't just part of the sassy man apocalypse he started the damn movement.

Anyways

As he stands across the kitchen, watching his little magic broom clean up, you walk in

As you walk into the kitchen and see his little magic broom floating around your side eye tf outta him

And he side eyes you back

"Good morning, my love." He says suspiciously, knowing you're about to say some shit

" Why is there a floating broom cleaning. Do We have to rely on magic for everything?" You say approaching him.

"If you don't want me doing it with magic, you can be my guest to do it manually. Because I don't think Leola is going to." He says with a smirk

You're gagged, honestly. Are you supposed to come up with something witty this early in the morning, like you already feel like you're getting stabbed? You don't have time for that

You just avert your gaze and go to the other side of the room to get some food.

" If you want, I would be happy to make something." Aaravos offers

"Oh, I keep forgetting you can cook. Yes, that would be lovely"

That smug face he was making drops before you could snap your fingers.

"Excuse me?"

A little while later, he is sitting there flipping some pancakes, and you and Leola appear over his shoulder

"You flipped that one a little early it's a kinda light. I like em dark golden, not light golden," Leola starts.

"Then eat one of the other ones. There's 10 on the plate right there." He says back quickly

" You poured that one on their weird pancakes are supposed to be circular," you say, pointing out a wonky-looking one

" Oh really. I didn't know that." He replies sarcastically

" How the hell didn't you know that? You gettin' old or something -" Leola starts. She was never good at understanding sarcasm

You quickly cover her mouth with your hand. " Watch your damn mouth, girl. Don't be talking to your father like that."

"Thank you-"

"but she is right what the fuck kinda shape is that I've never seen anything like it?"

You both are kicked out of the kitchen until it's time to eat

After the morning passes and all eat, it gets better, and even apologize for SOME of the things you said

The afternoon is pretty chill. You all kinda do your own thing, Aaravos researches in his study while you read a book next to him, and Leola goes out with some friends.

Everything is pretty nice

Until night comes

He doesn't even tell you guys he's cooking dinner. He doesn't wanna hear it.

He didn't account for your scary ass sense of smell.

You and Leola enter that room looking like the twins from the shining

Yall just appear behind him hand like

🙂🙂

He sees now that Leola got her scary-ass look from you.

All stared into his soul, and he wasn't even facing you both

"What are you making?"

"Stew."

"Why does it look like your stiring diarrhea-"

"Get out."

You all get the doors magically locked on you 😭

But when yall are let it, that shit tasted good as hell.

Like damn food, it's so good that you lowkey contemplate if you should give him head later.

Jk yall, don't do that when your daughter is in the house. Only when she leaves.

After dinner, Leola just thanks her dad and goes to bed

Not long after, you and Aaravos have the same idea.

Time to repeat for the next 6 days 😊

Don't worry, on day 8, you'll kick Leola out of the house for a few hours.

[sugurugetofavoritemonkey]

𝒫𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝑒𝒻

Diluc x reader

You took all the pillows in the shared bed, therefore, Diluc had to find an alternative.

Fluff : No Trigger Warnings

800 words

My lovely husband Diluc deserves comfort and we deserve cuddles so here is something that I really enjoyed writing, I really hope this is good though, thus feedback is always appreciated <3

Diluc had enough of this. 

He loves you more than anything, undoubtedly so. 

But this had to stop tonight. 

You were always stealing all the pillows in your shared bed. 

“You little egoistic”, Diluc murmured while watching you sleep like a baby, with his heavy eyes. Although, even if the red-haired man was annoyed at this, he couldn’t help but gazed at you with so much love. 

Diluc gave up on trying to get back to sleep after a moment. 

Choosing for now to lay on his side, facing you, his left arm under his head, bringing him little to no comfort. Watching you sleep fondly was at least soothing him, a little smile forming on his lips at the picture before him.

Your head was resting on three pillows, while your hands were holding tightly a fourth pillow. His pillow. Diluc pouted at that. How many pillows do you need to fall asleep, he wondered. 

Your eyes were shut peacefully, your mouth slightly agape, letting little snores slip from it. For a thief, you were indeed quite cute, he thought. 

But even now, it seems that all the pillows weren’t enough for your slumber, when your hand unconsciously reaches for Diluc's shirt. His figure, apparently not close enough to your own body. Making Diluc chuckles quietly at your cuteness for the umpteenth time today. His own hand finding its way to the top of your head, threading his fingers through your hair to caress it gently for a moment. His calloused hand then decided to run lightly on your cheekbones, his thumb finishing the loving caress by cuddling your cheeks affectionately. 

Your lover could almost fall asleep like this. Lulled by your little sleepy sounds, and the feeling of your soft skin under his dancing fingers. 

Almost. If only his neck wasn’t bent in half, under his arm for several minutes now. 

Fortunately Diluc was resourceful. If he couldn’t have his pillows then he would find something else to sleep on. Luckily, someone highly enticing was laying just in front of him. He just had to remove the pillow in between your arms, throwing it at the same time to the other side of the room, to take place in between your arms. His head relaxing on your chest, he couldn’t deny the fact that you were indeed even more comfortable than the pillows. He let out a little sigh at the warmth embracing his whole body, making him hold you tighter with his arms caging you in, wanting you as close to him as he could. 

“You are crushing me right now”, came your voice heavy with sleep, not without a little chuckle from your part at the sight of your husband attached to you and without any intention of letting go. Diluc being too comfortable on his newly found pillow was a sight to behold, his broad back was covering most of your form while his loosen bright red hair cascaded on his side. You couldn't resist stroking his head lovingly, almost making him purr from the oh so pleasant sensation you were gifting him with your fingers. 

Diluc was quick to answer, “A certain someone apparently stole all the pillows from me, thus I had no better choice than to find a better one, little thief.” While his hand found its way under your shirt, drawing random little shapes on your side playfully, “I don’t regret my choice though, it seems that this pillow is warmer, cozier and mainly…more exquisite I would dare to say”, your partner finishes with a kiss on your collarbones. 

“I'm happy to be of use then”, you joked at him while still combing through his wild mass of hair, looking at him with a bright smile. 

Diluc put all his weight on his arms to get eye-level with you, returning to his usual serious self for a second, “I always think that I can’t be more enamored with you than I am at the moment, still, each time I share a split second with you, I can not be more wrong”. 

With that, you can’t find any words to match the passion from Diluc’s words, your eyes watering at the expanse of his love for you, that you can only return with a kiss, one mimicking the same fervor as his, your tongues dancing with each other for a short moment, but long enough to replicate your shared feelings. 

With a last peck on your lips, Diluc returns to his previous position, his head on your chest with his hands under your shirt to let his fingers glide across your warm skin, while your own are lacing through his hair. A shared soothing moment, relishing the presence of the other, that soon changes to a deep slumber in a loving embrace.

[cxtori]

Uramichi Omota ✮ Blessing

Summary: based off of this ask. thank you @adelulugirl, i hope i did your idea justice! 🫶🏽

wc: 1.9k

Genre: fem reader, established relationship, fluff

Warnings: n/a, possibly a bit ooc? i like to think the Uramichi would be more open and playful with his partner

tori's note: this is my first fic request to ever receive 🥹 so happy that it was such a cute scenario with one of my favorite characters. enjoy!

Uramichi opens the apartment door carefully, wincing when the hinges screech loudly, betraying his desire to enter quietly.

He steps inside and closes the door before leaning against it, dropping his bag and slipping off his shoes with a heavy sigh. It had been in his plans to be home about 3 hours earlier, but unfortunately for him, his boss had other plans. A last minute “post-work dinner party” had been planned and, much to Uramichi’s dismay, it wasn’t one he could sneak his way out of.

He’d much rather have been home with you, cuddled on the couch, watching your favorite show, but instead he’d found himself at a barbecue place, surrounded by the scent of smoke and alcohol, his ears ringing with poor Utano’s crying and Usahara’s obnoxious bantering.

Every attempt he made to leave would fail when someone’s arm was thrown over his shoulder or Derekida’s attention was suddenly directed at him. And so, he remained. At least until everyone was drunk enough to not notice him slipping out the door.

Fast forward three hours of social torture and here he was, tired, grumpy, and, as usual, dreading having to go to work the next morning.

It had been an exhausting day and an even more exhausting evening, and he wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed with your warmth to lull him to sleep. He glances at the little, decorative clock you’d bought to put in the living room, one of the many hints to your presence in his life that have appeared since you moved in.

9pm. Typically, you would still be awake, but typically Uramichi would be home by now as well. Without him there to keep you up, you were likely in bed asleep, exhausted by your own stressful workday.

He steps quietly towards the bedroom, poking his head in to scope out the situation. He finds his suspicions to be correct when he sees you wrapped tightly in the sheets, passed out and unaware of his presence.

He walks closer to the bed, admiring the way the moonlight illuminates the soft, relaxed look upon your face as you sleep peacefully. His hand reaches for your face, calloused fingers grazing your cheek as he tucks a few stray hairs behind your ear, and a smile spreads across his lips. Voices suddenly echo in his head when he remembers a conversation with his co-workers from mere hours ago.

He was zoned out, mindlessly watching the bubbles in his beer swirl around as the others spoke about he-didn’t-know-what. It was the only way he was going to get through this dinner, so he let his mind wander to anywhere but here. His attention was only brought back when he heard your name mentioned.

“Yeah, honestly, finding out about Y/n was a bit of a shock,” Utano said, dragging Uramichi’s thoughts back to earth. He looked up to find his fellow cast-member’s eyes all on him, like they were expecting something.

“Hmm, what?” He said, completely lost as to why he was suddenly the center of attention.

“Your girl, Y/n!” Usahara said as he jabbed at Uramichi’s side with is elbow. “We were just talking about how surprising it was when you introduced us to her.”

“We wondered if you would ever find someone,” Utano muttered, earning nods and hums from everyone around the table.

“Is that seriously something you were worried about?” Uramichi exasperated, looking at everyone around the table as they all gave him small, sympathetic smiles that wordlessly answered his question. His eyes eventually landed on Kumatani who, despite his lack of a smile, Uramichi could tell agreed. “You too?”

“It… was a mild concern,” Kumatani admitted, making Uramichi sigh defeatedly.

“We thought you’d be alone forever!” Iketeru chimed in his usual happy and upbeat tone, not quite fitting the statement he’d made.

“And I still can’t believe you got a girlfriend before me,” Usahara cried, earning annoyed glares from everyone.

Uramichi had rolled his eyes at his friend’s comments, even though he'd be lying if he said he hadn't feared the same. You were a blessing in his eyes. One that he wasn't confident he would ever receive. But here you were, against all odds and doubts. And now he couldn’t imagine life without you.

The weight of exhaustion hits him suddenly as he feels his eyelids grow heavy, begging him to crawl into bed and join you in your peaceful sleep.

He steps away from the bed and begins digging blindly through his drawers in search of sleepwear, pulling out a shirt and pants. He does his best to get dressed quietly so to not wake you, opting to leave his clothes in the floor than stumble to the hamper. But when his foot smacks against the bedframe and a pained yelp instinctively escapes his lungs, he knows it was a pointless effort.

He holds his breath (and whimpers) when he hears you shuffle under the sheets, and his heart drops when you soon sit up in the bed.

“Michi?” Your voice whispers, heavy with sleep and confusion. You rub your eyes and blink at him in an attempt to clear your blurry vision.

Uramichi sighs and picks up his clothes from the floor, deciding he might as well put them away now. It’s not like his blind stumbling will wake you up anymore than he already has.

“What time is it?” You mumble as you squint at the clock, unable to make it out. Uramichi’s gaze follows yours to the digital clock that has made a new home on his nightstand rather than his bed. Another small sign of your presence.

“9:08,” he says as he walks back to the bed, though cautiously. He sits down beside you, resting his back against the cool surface of the headboard. “Much later than I expected to be back. Sorry about that.” You shake your head, dismissing his apology.

“Don’t apologize. I know how those ‘mandatory parties’ can be,” you say with a light giggle. Your laughter eases Uramichi’s worry and brings a smile to his face, as it always does.

You move closer to him to rest your head on his chest as your arms snake around him in a tight hug. He instinctively raises his arm and drapes it over you, enveloping you in his warmth. You sit there in silence for a moment, hearing nothing but the steady beating of his heart as he drags a hand tenderly over your hair.

These were the moments you both enjoyed the most. The peace, the quiet, the way you would silently express your love and care for each other with nothing but simple actions. It’s what made the long and stressful days worth it.

“How was work?” You ask softly.

“The usual,” Uramichi sighs, his voice vibrating in his chest against your ear. “I think I tweaked something in my back again, but that’s nothing new. How about you?”

“Ugh, terrible,” you groan. “I got yelled at by three customers today. Told my boss I never want to work in the clothing department ever again,” you huff, being just a little bit overdramatic, drawing a quiet laugh from Uramichi.

His arm around you loosens as he shifts under you, moving away to look you in the eyes with a sweet smile that never fails to give you butterflies. That soft, genuine upturn of his lips that, to others, was a rare occurrence, but to you, was a gift you got to receive every single day.

He leans down to you and places his lips tenderly against your forehead, a simple but loving gesture that pulls a giggle from your lips. As he begins to pull away, you quickly wrap your arms around his neck to prevent him from moving any further before pressing your lips against his forehead, goofily returning the action. You eventually pull back and laugh in a way that makes him go weak.

His eyes flit over your content, sleep-laden face, and his mind reflects once more on the earlier conversation.

Before meeting you, he had finally come to terms with the possibility of never finding ���the one”. And then you appeared, making his fear disappear. Words couldn’t begin to express how grateful he was for you, he just hoped you understood.

His heart twists in such a joyous way that it’s almost painful. It’s ironic really. How something can make you so happy that it causes you to ache. Of all the things he’s experienced that he thought might end him, none were as bad as this. You would be the death of him, he was sure of it.

He moves his face closer to you, his lips grazing just over yours as though to tease you.

“I really love you, you know,” he whispers, his lips bumping against yours with every syllable, sending a sharp chill though your body.

“Of course, I know that, silly,” you whisper back. You drag your hand up his torso, fingers lightly tracing his defined muscles as they make their way up to his neck, tangling in his hair.

You tug on his hair in a silent plea and he obliges, his lips connecting with yours in a warm, tingling kiss. Your lips move slowly, almost lazily, and yet it still feels energizing. You part, your light pants filling the otherwise silent room.

“I love you too,” you say, bringing your hands from around his neck to his face, brushing back his messy hair and cupping his cheeks in your palms. He raises a hand, wrapping it around your wrist as his thumb strokes over it.

He leans his body against yours, carefully pushing you back into the pillows before kissing you once more. His tongue swipes over your lips before giving them a light nip, making your mind go numb. His hands slide down your sides to your hips, grasping them firmly as he pulls you closer to him.

His lips move from your mouth to your neck, leaving a trail of burning kisses behind. He caresses the sensitive skin behind your ear, lightly enough to tickle and causing you to laugh.

"Michi!" You scold jokingly and smack him on the shoulder. He gives his own soft laugh and nuzzles into the crook of your neck, wrapping his arms around you and resting his body on top of yours.

“My little blessing,” he mumbles absentmindedly against your neck. You give a contented hum as you slip your hands under his shirt and drag them up and down his back, your nails scratching gently at his skin.

Comfortable silence encircles you again and exhaustion pulls at your eyelids. However, with your boyfriend almost crushing you, sleep is just out of reach.

“As comfortable as this is…" You start with a pat on the man's back. "I must say, you’re kinda impairing my ability to breathe."

"Oh," Uramichi says as he clumsily shifts himself to lay beside you, keeping his arms entwined around your waist. "Sorry," he says, and you can tell by his voice that sleep has almost claimed him as well.

You turn in his arms to face him, enamored by the way the moonlight highlights his handsome features, reflecting in his silky, brown hair. To him, you were his blessing, but little did he know that you felt the same way about him. You weren’t sure what you did to deserve this man. All you know is that you would do it a million times over if it meant it would lead you back to him.

“Goodnight,” you say and stretch to place another quick peck on his lips. But you don’t receive a response, a soft snore telling you that he was no longer conscious. It had certainly been a long day.

You smile to yourself and close your eyes as you press your face into his chest, letting your own body finally give in to the sleep it so desired.

©Cxtori 2023 please do not copy, plagiarize, repost or translate. reblogs much appreciated!

[nieceeee]

“Always Mine”

Pairing: bestfriend!ony x reader, your friends are confused on exactly how far this relationship goes. And it doesn’t help that they come over and you’re walking out of his bedroom

W/C: 808

A/N: honestly I need to get back on my zoom lmao but here is some cute simple fluff that i definitely need to expand on, I’ll be working on my master list. Black coded, reader has curly hair, fluff. We love bestie Ony and his forehead kisses… that’s all really.

Shoutout to @kritetakes for staying on me lol.

Tags: @iloveblogging2 @marshallowy @laylasbunbunny

The sound of knocking pulled Ony from his sleep. He groaned, opening his eyes and slightly adjusting to the sliver of light shining in from behind the curtains. Another knock came from the living room. Ony rolled his eyes at the sound. He was sleeping so peacefully. He raised up slightly only to feel the weight on his arm. He looked down at his arm and that’s where he saw you. You were wrapped around him, your thick curly hair splayed out around your face. Ony smiled to himself at the sight of you. He had missed moments like this when he was gone. Sleepless nights laid up talking about absolutely nothing and late mornings laughing about your bad decisions. Ony smiled to himself as he ran his fingers gently down your cheek. Your brows knitted together in your sleep as you felt the tingles. Ony chuckled softly at the gentle whimper that escaped you. He slipped his arm from underneath you, tossing his feet over the side of the bed. The doorbell rang twice.

Ony felt his irritation again as he rose up, slipping into his Nike slides he made his way to the door. “I don't think she’s here.” A female voice said from the other side of the wood. Ony unlocked the door and opened it, stepping into view. The girls eyes widened at him, their gaze traveling up his bare chest before catching his face. “Can I help you?” Ony asks them. “Uh, I- I think we have the wrong place. We are looking for y/n. Sorry to bother you.” The tall blonde girl in front spoke first. “Oh, yeah she’s here. Y’all can come in and I’ll get her.” Ony says widening the door so they could come in. He turned and walked back towards the bedroom to wake you but you were already walking out of the room.

“Bruh, is that my t shirt?!” Ony asks looking you over. You had woken up to find him gone from the bed. You had thrown one of his oversized t shirts that you loved to wear over your sports bra and shorts and made your way into the living room to find him. “Yes, and what about it?” You said putting a hand on your hip. He shook his head at you. “You better be glad I love you prettygirl. I’m going back to bed.” He walks over to you and plants a gentle kiss on your forehead before making his way back to the bedroom. “Uh, care to explain what’s going on?” Annie teased. Her, Mikasa, and Sasha stood in front of you with varying faces of shock. “Y’all doing too much. Me and Ony are just friends.” You say walking to your bedroom. They followed close behind you. “Did you not just come from his bedroom? And are you not wearing his clothes? Like what’s really going on?” Sasha urges. “I mean this is common behavior.” You laugh. “I sleep in his room most of the time. I mean unless he is dating somebody then of course we don't do all that.” You shrug.

“Okay, so what about the whole nickname thing? The ‘Prettygirl’ stuff? What’s up with that.” Annie asks. “What about it?” You ask. “Girl…” Mikasa said with a straight face that made you laugh. “It’s nothing yall. Ony has been calling me that since we were kids. It was the first thing he ever said to me.” You recount the day. You had been at an event with your father and his business partners. Most of the kids were a lot older so you kept to yourself, sitting on a swing outside, enjoying the air. Then a little chocolate boy walks up to you with a big smile on his face. He held out his hand to you and said, “hey pretty girl”. You were intrigued as much as shocked at the time but you took his hand and followed him. Ony walked around the entire event calling you his prettygirl to anyone who would listen. “And yeah,” you concluded, “It just stuck from there. I’ve been his prettygirl since I was 8 years old.” You friends look at you in awe. “Whaaaat?” You groan. “Y/n that is so fucking cute.” Sasha squeals. You find yourself cracking up with them. It wasn't anything major to you, it was just you and Ony. That’s how you were with one another. Two halves of the same coin, intertwined together in life and love. He was your bestfriend and would always be that way.

From the shared apartment to growing up together. Even the matching jewelry and the studded chain with the O pendant hanging off your neck. Ony wasn’t your man. But he was yours as you were his. But you were still just best friends..

At least that’s what you told your heart.

[yurislotusgarden]

Can't break the rule!

ʚїɞ Dazai Osamu x Gn!Reader

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ word count: 688

ʚїɞ Tw’s: Small mention of suicide because it's Dazai but otherwise just pure fluff, pet names used, reader’s gender is not specified in any way

ʚїɞ This was literally written from 5:30am to nearly 7am and only the ending was added in after I woke up, I want that kind of motivation all the time

Gorgeous.

That's one of the words running through Dazai's head while looking at the sleeping beauty that's currently laying down on his chest, peacefully asleep. He knew that you would surely disagree with his thoughts but he didn't particularly care.

He was also aware of how late he was at this point, and that Kunikida would call him any minute now. He would pick up since that would make it so easy to tease the younger man, but it would also cause the risk of waking you up, which he absolutely didn't want, so he shall settle for messages at most. Kunikida should appreciate that! Dazai would take a big part of the time he could spend looking at his darling’s pretty face to text him back!

And just as he thought, the phone’s screen lit up in the darker room, the curtains still down due to neither of you getting up from bed that day.

‘There it is.’ Dazai lazily reached over to where his phone was lying on the nightstand, before bringing it up to his face to look at the screen, his other hand on your head, fingers gently running through your hair. He let the call go on in silence, the phone being put on mute just after you fell asleep earlier.

‘Finally!’ He thought as the 3rd call in a row ended, and he didn't have to wait long for a text from his work partner to pop up on the top of his screen.

‘YOU GODDAMN WASTE OF BANDAGES!!!’

‘WHERE ARE YOU?! WHAT RIVER WAS IT THIS TIME’

‘I SWEAR I'M GONNA THROW YOU OUT THE WINDOW THE MOMENT YOU STEP A FOOT INTO THE AGENCY’

It was exactly what the brunette expected to see. Right now, the blonde was expecting to be told that Dazai had taken another dive into a river or tried another ridiculous suicide attempt. Little did Kunikida know that the brunette did the exact opposite and stayed home.

‘It looks like I won’t be in today, I can't break the rule after all!’

‘Sorry not sorry Kunikida-kun!’

He probably should have written a message to Kunikida that he won't be in like he did with the president, but where would be the fun in that? He’s lucky that he doesn't take too many official days off.

‘What rule are you talking about, you idiot?’

Dazai could have left the conversation where it was at the moment and leave Kunikida to be confused, but he decided he could have more amusement from continuing it.

‘Oh?’

‘Does dear Kunikida not know the important rule? How surprising!’

‘Just spit it out! I already spent more time on you than I should've or planned!’

His darling always told him that he should spare Kunikida from time to time, but he never really listened to that one thing, didn't he?

‘Of course! I can't leave you in the dark about it after all!’

‘Is it really that important?’

‘You will realize just how important it is once you know the rule!’

No, he never listened, and probably never will. Riling Kunikida up is just too entertaining to pass up on.

‘The rule is: If something small and cute falls asleep on you, you shall not move less you want to wake the small thing up’

‘And it just so happened that my darling angel is asleep on me right now, not like a single man like you would know how important that is <3’

‘So no no Kunikida-kun! I can’t get up and go to work, otherwise, I could break the important rule that obviously applies to me as well and I don’t really wanna break it!’

‘Now bye bye!’

‘Wait what?’

‘Dazai?’

‘YOU BASTARD COME BACK HERE’

Dazai knew that his dear colleague would chew him out the next day once he appeared at work since it wasn’t like he would find him at the agency’s dorms that day, like usual at that point. But for now, he had to go back to his previous job, and that was staring at his angel’s face like he was before the blonde’s interruption.

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[fallingdownhell]

May I have Kaeya, Diluc, and or Zhongli with a pup hybrid reader who gets consistent night mares?

The pup just tosses and turns in the night to the point of either waking up crying or just can't sleep. So they go down to the kitchen to find something to calm their nerves (like tea.) Then the guys notice that their partners gone or hear them moving around then follow after to go comfort them.

Just silence in the kitchen besides the kettle boiling and the men just hug their partner, saying things to comfort them or get their tail wagging again. After tea and stuff, they just get carried back to bed and the pup falls asleep with a 200+ pound man cuddling ontop of them.

Something cute and you can make it as angsty as you'd like 😈 thankks

Angst, you say..? I like making things angsty 👀 Characters Included: Diluc; Kaeya Content: gender neutral reader; puppy hybrid reader; mentions of nightmares; whole lot of fluff and comfort Word count: 1,8k words Enjoy <3

Diluc

With a loud gasp, you awake from your sleep. Heavy breathing and sweat dripping down your temples, you try and catch your breath while also reorienting yourself to your surroundings.

It takes a while until you recognize the shape of the room again, the bedroom you share with your boyfriend. Who was still peacefully sleeping right next to you, an arm loosely draped over your waist.

Feeling still shaken up from the nightmare, you know that you can't go to sleep right away again, so you decide to get up, careful not to wake Diluc up as well. He's been working so much lately, the last thing you want to do is disturb his well earned rest.

Once you managed to slip out of his arms, you quietly tiptoe out of the bedroom and gently close the door behind you. You listen to for a few seconds, of any sounds come from the room. When you hear nothing, you turn to find the mansion quiet and dark, everyone else asleep as well.

You contemplate your options for a bit, in the end deciding to go to the kitchen to make yourself something warm to drink. As you go down the steps, your ears perk up a bit, listening to every little sound in and outside the mansion for anything unusual.

The nightmare still clings onto you, not letting go of its grasp on you, which shows in your tail weakly hanging down, only very few movement coming from it.

When you arrive at the kitchen, you immediately go for the kettle to brew yourself some tea. While you're waiting for the water to boil, you sit down on one of the chairs, facing the window. The scenery looks beautiful at night, the lake in full view, the moon reflecting on the surface of the water, making the whole scene feel so serene.

While looking out the window, your thoughts once again drift back to the nightmare. You know that it was just a dream, but the things he said to you in them... they haunt you. What if that was how he truly felt about you..?

What if he really thought of you as some monstrosity? Was he only with you out of pity? Or because he could get some sort of benefit for himself? What if he was after something else entirely and never loved you in the first place? What if-

Your spiraling thoughts get cut off when you suddenly feel a pair of arms hug you from behind, Diluc's scent and warmth instantly enveloping you. You jump a bit from the sudden action, but quickly relax again as you realize that it's him.

You hadn't heard him come down at all. Were you really that deep in your head?

"Nightmare?", he asks, his voice sounding still rough from sleep as he burries his face into the crook of your neck, nuzzling his nose against your skin.

Not sure if you were able to speak right now, you simply nodded as an answer.

"Want to talk about it?"

You think it over for a second, but ultimately shake your head. You couldn't, at least not right now.

Diluc accepts that and just continues to hold you like this, unitl the kettle signals that the water is now properly boiled. Before you can even attempt to get up yourself, he lets go off you, goes over and prepares the tea for you, handing you the cup when he returns to your side.

You take the mug from him and thank him quietly, half expecting that he'd go back to sleep now. Instead, Diluc gently picked you up and carried you over to the sofa, sitting himself down and placing you in his lap, careful that you wouldn't spill any of the hot tea.

"..Shouldn't you be going back to sleep?", you ask in a hushed voice. Diluc looks at you for a second, hums in response but doesn't move a single muscle to try and get up. Instead, he lifts a hand and begins to gently comb his fingers through your hair.

Sighing at his action, you close your eyes as you lean your body further into his, enjoying the calming effect his presence has on you. The sound of his steady heartbeat, combined with his scent always puts you at ease.

After taking a sip from your tea, Diluc then bends over you, placing a soft kiss to the top of your head. "You don't have to talk about it right away. But I want you to know that I love you. And I'm here for you whenever you're ready."

Hearing these words from him, it seemed almost like the reassurance was all you needed from him. You felt yourself feeling a lot happier again and a small smile grazed the edges of your lips.

"...I love you, too.", you tell him back, resting your body against his chest. You felt so secure right here in his arms, that you didn't even notice your tail starting to wag the tiniest bit.

Kaeya

Nightmares were a somewhat regular occurance for you. You suffered through them frequently your entire childhood. And while noone really knows what causes them, they seemed to come and go at random.

You could go for months without any nightmare whatsoever, only for them to come back and haunt you for days and weeks on end, before leaving you alone again.

Most of the times, they were okay to deal with. But every now and then, the dreams could get so bad that you'd be waking up either crying or screaming at the top of your lungs, almost like you were about to get murdered. The first time that Kaeya had witnessed this, he was panicing, asking you what was going on.

You had a long talk with him the next day and since then, he's always asking you how he can support you should something like this happen again. He's always making sure you fall asleep before him, claiming that it makes him feel more at ease when he knows that you can at least fall asleep and get a good dose of rest.

He tells you that he wants to be woken up by you should you ever wake up from a nightmare. And though you told him you'd do that, you don't always follow through with your promise. He has an exhausting job and you'd feel bad for waking him up in the middle of the night every time you got a nightmare. But you have done it a few times, when the dreams were really bad.

This time however, it seemed like you wouldn't have to do anything.

It was a bad dream. Worse than the worst you ever had. You can't recall the contents of the dream, but you remember that you were terrified, screaming. You must have been screaming in reality, too. Because when you came to yourself again, you saw Kaeya's worried face looming over you, fear written all over it. He was shacking you, trying to wake you up.

"(Name)? Gods, you finally woke up! Are you alright?", he looks relieved when you finally gain consciousness again, backing off a bit to give you more space.

You jolt up in the bed, eyes blown wide, panic still settled deep into every bone of your body. You suddenly feel hyper aware of the clothes clinging to your body from all the sweat and you begin to mindlessly pull and tear on them.

"Hey, hey shh, it's okay.", Kaeya's voice comes from next to you. You can hear that he has to force himself to sound calm, and that doesn't exactly help you to relax.

He then gently takes ahold of both your wrists, placing your hands of his chest as he begins to talk to you. "Hey, focus on me, (name). Focus and take a deep breath in. Here, I'll do it with you."

He guides you through it and after a couple of minutes, it helps and you feel yourself calming down again. He still continues on like that for a bit longer.

"Better?", he asks after you calmed down enough and your breathing evens out again. You nod slightly, but the memories of the terror you felt still haunt you, your ears and tail tucked close to you.

Kaeya also takes notice of this and tries to think of a way to help you out. He comes up with an idea that might help you relax, so he gives you a kiss to your cheek, before he tells you his idea. "How about you take a quick shower, hm? Your clothes must stick uncomfortably. While you do that, I'll make you something hot to drink. Does that sound good?"

Again, you only manage a weak nod of your head, but it's enough for him. Kaeya then helps you stand up and walks to the bathroom with you, helping you out of your drenched clothes. He makes sure you get in the shower safely before shutting the door. He then goes back to the bedroom and takes out a set of your favourite, comfy clothes for you to put on afterwards. Then, he's in the kitchen, preparing a hot chocolate in your favourite mug, since this one can hold the most content inside of it.

After several minutes, you open the bathroom door again, dressed in the clothes he put out for you, hair still wet from the shower. He softly winks you over and you go to sit next to him on the bed. He offers you the hot beverage and you take it from him, thanking him silently.

Then, he takes a comb from your nightstand and turns around to you. "May I?", he asks with a soft smile. You look at the comb in his hands, then at him and a small blush spreads on your cheeks as you nod and turn around, allowing him to brush out your tail.

He goes to work, gently working through the hair and combing it out tenderly. Moments like these are when you truly feel loved by him, when he does those things for you without expecting anything in return from you.

It's quiet in the room, but your ears still pick up on silent sounds, and right now, you close your eyes and focus on Kaeya's calm and steady heartbeat as he grooms your tail.

Soon enough, the nightmare is pushed to the back of your mind and you find yourself cuddled up against him, your tail wagging happily behind you as he holds you close to him, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, telling you over and over again how much he loves you, that he'll always stay right by your side.

[kairiscorner]

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my insomniac ahh had to make this, so imagine:

the atsv babes with an insomniac partner (part 1 !)

miles would probably not have been bothered if you texted him in the middle of the night, well a little disoriented because he was in the middle of sleeping peacefully, but when it came to you, nothing was a bother. he would be worried though, like you messaging him at that time? it had to have been important. so he checks your messages and just chuckles to himself when you text him, "miles bb i cant sleep tell me a story :(" he'd text you back, "want me 2 swing u round nyc? make u feel better (´｡• ◡ •｡`) ♡" you'd always giggle at the cute little kaomojis he'd send, they always cheered you up no matter how irritating your insomnia would get. "ngl i think i cant sleep bc of u" you text him. he raised an eyebrow and texts you back, "wdym?" as he waits for your message, miles' mind began to think that, lately, you did seem pretty lethargic and tired at school. you were caught sleeping in class once and tried to cover for you that you were both studying up late at night for your geography finals or something, when in reality, you were struggling to sleep at night. he sighed, he felt bad he couldn't help you fall asleep right then and there, but he really wanted to do something to ease your burden. it wasn't long until you texted him back a selfie of you curled up in your bed, smiling, with dark circles under your eyes and with disheveled hair all the while from all the tossing and turning. you had a caption there that said, "bc when i finally sleep i find myself missing u, dont leave me while im sleeping ok?" he blushed as he saw your cute face, even if it was tired and sleepy. he took a bed selfie of his own, the same fashion as yours--disheveled and smiling as he's tucked in, with the caption, "ofc not ill even visit ur dreams if u want me to ( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩)"

gwen would probably be doing her rounds as spider woman when she noticed a faint light still on by your room. she decided to check in on you, the last time that light was on, you were overworking yourself on a group project you carried all on your own she kicked those slackers' asses the next day. the minute she got there, she noticed you were tossing and turning a whole lot in your bed, clearly struggling to find the right position and spot on your bed to sleep in comfortably. she winced, you seemed really stiff and uncomfortable, you didn't look like sleep was coming to take you away to dreamland any time soon. she lightly knocked on your window, which made you get up immediately. you smiled when you saw her, and you opened the window for her. "hey," you said, clearly tired but unable to sleep. "hey." she replied with a grin as she sat by your windowsill. "can't sleep?" she asked and you nodded slowly. "that... really sucks." she said, taking her mask off to look at you. she was sorry she couldn't say anything better to help the situation, but whatever you were going through, she didn't want you to go through it alone. you laid back down on your bed, "what about you? any plans to sleep tonight, spider woman?" you asked her, to which she chuckled. "not when you're new york's only defender. and especially not when my partner is struggling to sleep on such a fine night." "well... can you maybe sit down next to me? it's not gonna be anything weird, i just... i have a feeling i couldn't sleep because of everything that's happened to us lately–i just really missed you." you say as you look up at her, now in front of you as she hopped off the windowsill and walked toward you. "like how we used to do at sleepovers?" she asked as she gently pulled up a chair and sat across from you. you smiled. "yeah... just like how we used to do at sleepovers." you said as gwen took your hand in her own. even with the suit on, it was warm. you could feel her pulse, the life in her veins and the love she had for you. "i really love you, gwen." you say as she leaned over to kiss your forehead. "love you, too. i hope you'll sleep well tonight." she said as she brushed a few stray hairs away from your face as you closed your eyes, smiling and holding her hand all the while, with her not intending nor planning to ever let you go.

[xxxdreamscapexxx]

Sweet surrender

Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Word count: 5.1k

This is the final installment of the ''Insomnia'' series. The full masterlist, complete with release dates, you can find here .  Masterlist with all my works, you can find here.

Summary: You and Wanda had been together for a few months now, but there were things she hadn't yet told you. Things she desperately wanted, but she was too afraid to speak. Now that she has, she's not afraid to show you just how much you mean to her.

Warning: NSFW, but it has some fluff and cuteness. Smut 18+, lesbian relationship, fingering, oral, Mommy!Kink, some teasing, so much love, top!Wanda, Bottom!Reader

On Sunday morning you woke up to the feeling of Wanda’s arm draped over your body. She had propped herself up on one elbow and watched you sleep peacefully, thinking of the events of the previous days. Last night had been filled with emotion and exploration and she gladly took the time to think it all through. You tried a lot of new things together and took the time to discuss them after each session, sharing how they made you feel, what you liked, what left the strongest impressions and the things you wanted to try again. Wanda’s approach was always calm and comforting, reassuring you that you didn’t have to do anything that doesn’t feel good to you, always checking in that you felt safe and appreciated, creating an environment where you felt confident to share and to be honest, without fear of pressure and animosity or tension between the two of you. She was the most honest partner you’d ever had and she invited the same attitude from you, so when she told you that she loved you, you’d felt eager to tell her that you felt the same way. Wanda’s heart warmed when she heard you say that you love her. She was so happy to know that you were in the same place emotionally and so glad that she had started the process of sharing herself with you in every way she knew how. Your relationship was growing much stronger, far more stable than any other she’d had. It was certainly the happiest she’d ever been and she knew without a doubt that she’d never let you go, never let anything or anyone take you away from her. She felt so much closer to you, so much more confident in herself, knowing that you shared her feelings, that you found appreciation for her desires, that you enjoyed all the nuances of your relationship with her. She felt that in you, she had found her match and she wanted to show you how much you mean to her. She knew that she had put you through quite a lot in the past few days, both emotionally and physically and she wanted to give you a calmer, more relaxing day, so the two of you could bond more, so remembering your protest from the previous day, this time she stayed in bed, keeping you close and admiring you, watching you blink away the sleepiness and meet her eyes with a smile on your face. “Good morning, Wanda.” You murmured, rubbing your eyes a little and pulling yourself closer to her, so you can soak in her warmth. Getting to feel her soft skin, to touch her, to be close to her, was a comfort to the both of you and she happily pulled you in, nuzzling her face in your neck. “Good morning, darling.” She whispered playfully. “How long have you been watching me?” You asked, taking a look at the clock on your phone screen with a little surprise in your voice. “Why didn’t you wake me up sooner?” “Because it’s the weekend, because you had a long day yesterday and I wanted to let you sleep and because I love you.” She explained, placing soft kisses over your neck after each reason she gave. “Do I need more of a reason than that?” You tried to answer her with something witty, but your brain could only focus on the memory of last night, of the feeling of her hands around you, of her presence and her warmth, of her gentle voice as she told you that she loves you and it was just so wonderful and beautiful that only one thing came to mind. “Nope’’ You laughed. “You can use that reason for anything.” “Good.” Wanda smiled, pulling away enough, to kiss your lips softly. “Then I’m going to use that reason to go make us coffee and you’ll just stay right here.” She explained, kissing you again and getting out of bed. “Don’t you move from that spot.” She reminded, as she walked out the door and descended the stairs. With a sigh, you settled more comfortably on the bed, pulling the covers more securely around you and nuzzling your pillow, distant thoughts of Wanda pleasantly filling your head as you waited. You couldn’t help but feel blessed to have found yourself with someone like her. Wanting to show her how much she meant to you, you used the time alone to order a bouquet of flowers to be delivered to her office the next day, adding a sweet card for her, signed in your initials and you managed to put your phone down seconds before she walked in. The two of you had your coffee in bed, sharing a pleasant conversation and making plans for the day. You offered to go to her favourite bakery, so she wouldn’t have to make anything to eat, wanting her to enjoy her weekend as well. With a smile she agreed and the two of you got dressed, taking the longer rout to the bakery, so you’d have a walk and you sat at a table near the windows. You ordered some croissants and muffins that the two of you shared, all the while talking about the things you wanted to do, the places the two of you wanted to visit or to show each-other. It was truly blissful to be next to the woman you loved and you soaked in her presence, always making sure to stay close, or hold her hand, a reassuring gesture you knew Wanda appreciated. After your meal you went to the store, stocking up the fridge with anything you might need for the upcoming week, all the while picking things both of you liked. When you knew that the most important things had been done, you went to get some ice-cream, walking in the park and calmly enjoying the nature that surrounded you. “Would you like some of mine?” Wanda offered you her cone. “Or are you in the stealing business again?” She teased with a gentle smile. “I’ll share, if you would.” You suggested, vividly remembering the previous afternoon and not wanting to have to lose to Wanda yet again. “Good girl.” Wanda smiled, letting you have some of ice-cream and trying yours, before continuing with your walk, hand in hand. The pleasant afternoon continued back in her house. The two of you put a picnic blanket on the grass and laid in the sun together. She played with your hair, while you talked, you read to her from the book the two of you started, you kissed and laughed, watching the hours fly by. There was nothing more pleasant than spending your time with her. Nothing in the world you wanted more. “We should get inside, dear.” Wanda suggested. The sun had started to go down and the chill in the air made you shiver. “We can get started on dinner.” “Depends on what we’ll be having for dinner.” You smiled, snuggling up to her more, so you can enjoy her warmth. “Anything you want, my darling.” She laughed, embracing you sweetly. “Anything at all.” You spent a few minutes more discussing your dinner options and preferences, eventually settling on lasagne and you reluctantly got inside. You helped Wanda prepare the food, sometimes anticipating what she might need and sometimes letting her tell you what to do next, loving to just be in her presence. She was always so at ease, when she was cooking and you effortlessly followed her lead. Sometimes all you did was hug her from behind, hearing Wanda hum in contentment. She just wanted you close. She wasn’t even sure when she got so dependent, so addicted to your proximity, to your touch, to your arms wrapped around her… She just knew she couldn’t imagine ever going back to a life without you. Such a thing was unthinkable and she was so happy that despite the little time the two of you knew each-other for, she felt certain that you felt the same way about her. When you left the lasagne in the oven, the two of you played a movie, watching contently and drinking some wine. You were laying in her lap, while she played with your hair, watching the story unfold and feeling so content, that you didn’t even want to let her get up to get the food. Of course, the only protest coming from you was a whine that quickly died down, when Wanda reassured you that she’d bring the food to the couch, letting you continue to snuggle her as best you could while the two of you ate. Ever since the two of you got inside the house, she had worked on relaxing you, on getting you more pliant and obedient for her and it was working perfectly. The wine had you feeling buzzed and a little fuzzy, her gentle hands helping you and guiding you to fully let go, until you were like putty. You were perfect like this. Soft and compliant and so eager for anything she was willing to give you. Wanda had sparked a fire within you, a desire to be touched by her, to be caressed, to have her explore you and take you in all the ways that only she could. By the time the finishing credits rolled, it wasn’t your girlfriend that was holding you, but your Mommy and she was admiring you with shameless desire in her eyes. “Look at you… You’re so pretty.” She murmured as she ran lazy circles on the exposed skin of your forearms. “You’re such a sweet girl, darling.” She kept on her soft words, pulling you up enough to kiss you briefly. “You have no idea what you do to me.” She told you, although, she was talking more to herself, her eyes fixed on yours. Truthfully, her heart could explode with love for you. She felt so much adoration, so much pure affection, that she could hardly find the right words for it, had she felt brave enough to try and tell you. But she was always better at showing her feelings than she was at speaking about them, so she guided you up and off the couch, letting you hold on to her hand as she lead the way up the stairs and into her bedroom. Maybe she couldn’t say how much she cared for you, but she was determined to let you know in every other way she could. In the dimly lit room, Wanda left you for just a moment, before she started to undress you slowly, allowing her hands to run over your naked body and to caress you, taking her time to feel and kiss every curve and valley, every place you felt insecure about, until goosebumps rose on your skin every time her lips so much as hovered over you. She let you do the same, watching attentive fingers soothe her insecurities away and shuddering with every small kiss that graced her eager body. When you were both bare, she pulled you into the bathroom, stopping the cascading water that she had started earlier, when she left you, and guiding you inside. She allowed herself to indulge in all the ways she wanted to take care of you. She let you pick out a bath bomb and soak until the water started to run cold, just running her hands over your body and humming a sweet tune that had you melting in her arms, before she started to wash your hair for you. She massaged your scalp softly, before she washed away the shampoo and put on some conditioner, allowing it to do its job while she lathered your body with shower gel, not letting a single place remain untouched. By the time she was done and you tried to return the favour, you were so weightless and floaty that she easily pushed your hands away, quickly washing herself and getting both your towels, wrapping you up in the warm robe, before putting hers on guiding you into the bedroom. Wanda watched with delight as you let her dry you off, leaning on her happily and she quickly put you on the bed, having you laying on your stomach. She dried herself off hurriedly, taking out some scented candles that she lit around the room, before she joined you on the bed, holding a bottle of massage oil. Her touch could only be described as divine and you could hardly contain your moans as her fingers started to relax your muscles and to melt away any residual tension you had. Truth be told, by the time she started massaging you, there was no tension inside you. You were boneless and blissed out and every little touch of her hands simply made you more needy and more eager for her talented hands to finally touch you in the places you needed her most. The same places she so obliviously ignored, making you grow desperate for some real attention. After she had you turn around and lay on your back, you thought that she would finally give you what she must have known you needed, but she completely ignored all the subtle signs you gave her. She massaged your arms first, paying attention to every spot from your shoulders to your fingers, moving on to massaging your chest, her skilled hands avoiding your breasts and your perky nipples, only to continue on to your thighs, having you spread your legs a little, so she could run her hands up and down each one in teasing motions. It was oh so lovely, yet so teasingly unsatisfying, so unbelievably far away from where you needed her most. “Oh sweetheart.” She almost gasped with fake concern, when her eyes finally stopped on your exposed pussy. “You’re just soaked.” She whispered, watching with fascination as her fingers quickly got covered in your juices when they traced your opening. “Why didn’t you tell me you were feeling so needy?” She asked, forcing herself to look at your face, loving the way your expressions changed with every little touch. She could see so many thoughts just pushing to the surface, yet no words actually came out of you and she cooed at you, a gentle, loving smile now permanently plastered on her face. “Do you need me to make it better, baby?” She asked, not really expecting an answer. You only nodded for her, your thighs canting up to meet her fingers, making her retract her hand and giving you a look that would have been stern if you didn’t see the mischief behind it. “Go on, sweet girl. Use your words for me. I know you can do it.” She encouraged. “Just tell me what you need.”     “I need…” You tried to speak, but the words got caught in your throat for a moment. “I need you to touch me, please.” You finally said, your eyes pleading. “But that’s what I’ve been doing this whole time, baby girl. I’ve been touching you for hours.” Wanda feigned ignorance, watching you squirm. “No, please…” You almost whined, trying to explain and finding it so hard to say what you actually wanted. “Where should I be touching you, sweet girl?” Wanda asked softly, loving the little game she was playing with you, yet incapable of torturing you, when she knew you were being so vulnerable and pliant for her. You were her weakness and she was entirely incapable of denying you a single thing, especially not when she had you this way and she fought all her instincts not to give in as soon as you gave her a pleading look. “Please…” You tried again, your breathing heavy as you watched her fingers run up and down the inside of your thigh, getting so close to where you really needed her, before pulling away. You were trying to formulate the right words, trying to give her what she wanted, but your mind was stuck, screaming “Mommy” on a loop and making you forget anything else that you were meant to say to her. “Can’t speak, honey?” She asked coyly, her fingers dipping into your opening and going up, brushing over your clit and smearing some of your wetness there, before she moved away. “I’ll just have to guess where you want me then.” She decided with an amused expression, climbing up your body and settling over you. She could feel her own wetness growing, her pussy throbbing uncomfortably and begging for attention, but she ignored it, straddling you and claiming your lips in a fiery kiss. Wanda kissed you like that for several long minutes, sometimes grinding against your stomach and feeling the wet spot she left there, enjoying your soft moans and the tender way your hands held on to her as she teased you. “Is this where you wanted me?” She asked softly, knowing that she wouldn’t really receive an answer from you and not really needing one. She just liked teasing you this way. “Perhaps you want me to pay more attention to your neck…” She muttered out loud, when your mouth opened and closed, without a single sound. Continuing her little game, Wanda leaned down, removing the strands of hair that were in her way, before she started to place soft kisses up and down your neck. She traced the skin with her tongue hungrily and she bit down on your sensitive spots, eliciting moans and whimpers from you. She even moved one of her legs between yours, providing constant pressure against your pussy, allowing you do grind against her, knowing it will only build you up more and it was working perfectly. You were a desperate mess against her, your wetness now smeared on her leg as well, but she didn’t care at all. In fact, she liked you dirtying her up and leaving the evidence of what she did to you right on her skin. It turned her on even more. “Please!” You begged once more, when even this wasn’t enough and you heard Wanda chuckle above you. “What? That’s not where you wanted me, baby?” She teased, crawling down your body with a smile. “Perhaps you want me to pay some more attention to your pretty breasts then.” She suggested, giving you no time to respond, before she dipped her head and took a nipple into her mouth. Your back arched just at the contact and another moan spilled from your lips. It was so much, it was almost unbearable, yet not enough. Her teasing was driving you crazy and you needed her to take care of you, you needed her to make you feel good… God, you needed her to make you cum and she was taking her sweet time. You might have told her that, if your mind wasn’t completely occupied by the thought of her title, the need to say it, to tell her it’s what you want as well. But you just couldn’t get it out, because you knew that if you did, you’d never stop. So you laid there, helpless and desperate, hoping she’ll have mercy on you. But if you knew one thing about Wanda Maximoff, it was that she would be merciful only when she gets what she wants. And what she wanted was your surrender. Long minutes passed with your thoughts growing blurry and hazy, while she tortured your breasts. She alternated between kissing, nipping, sucking and licking them, each small action sending a jolt of arousal straight to your core. Sometimes she’d sit back and just roll your nipples between her fingers while she watched you. She spoke to you the entire time, her dirty talk pulling groans and whimpers from you. She knew that this was a very emotional moment for you, she could see it all written on your face. You were struggling with what you wanted and she wanted to be understanding, she wanted to give you the time to do it, when you’re ready. A series of gentle pleas fell from your lips when Wanda once again kissed your neck, while her hands massaged you breasts and she looked down at you with lust-filled eyes. “Oh… Is this not where you want me, darling?” She asked with fake pity in her voice. “Perhaps somewhere lower, then?” She mused, watching you nod, your big eyes full of hope and she nodded sympathetically at you. “I suppose I can oblige you.” She agreed, one of her hands sneaking between your bodies and cupping your pussy, while she held herself up with the other. “Here?” “Yes, please…” You moaned from the contact, your hips rising to meet her exploring fingers. “All right then.” Wanda agreed, adjusting herself, so she could straddle one of your thighs, seeking friction against her own needy pussy, as her fingers started to run small circles over your clit. She was unable to resist the temptation any longer. She needed to get herself off and your soft thigh felt wonderful as she started to grind against it, releasing a small moan of her own. She started to build you both up steadily, her fingers moving slowly as she kissed you. You needed her to move faster, needed her inside you… You needed her. The way she was building you up, after such extensive foreplay, the way she was making every touch almost orgasmic on its own, was driving you crazy and you needed to let go. You needed to be allowed to feel good. You needed to cum.   “Please!” You begged between kisses, your hands holding Wanda close and refusing to let her go. “Please!” “What do you need, my sweet girl?” She asked with that all-knowing smirk on her face. “Isn’t this what you wanted? You said you wanted to be touched, did you not?” She almost seemed to mock you with her words, with her pretended ignorance, yet her fingers felt so good when they stroked your clit softly. “Please!” You tried again, your voice shaking with all the overwhelming emotions. “You know I can’t give you what you need, unless you tell me what it is, my darling.” Wanda reminded, her pussy still grinding against your thigh, as she circled your clit. It was too much. She had been so caring all day, so doting and soft and full of love for you, she had melted you so entirely that you couldn’t fight against her even if you wanted to. You were entirely at her mercy, so enthralled, so mesmerised by her, so entirely hers that you thought of just letting go completely and letting her do as she pleased with you, despite the unbearable desperation she was causing inside you. You belonged to her… To your Mommy. Body and soul, you were hers and that knowledge somehow both aroused you further and made you want to let her lead, the way she had all this time, because the truth was that she always took care of you in the end. She always made you feel so unbelievably good. In a moment of clarity, you realized you could do both. “Mommy, please!” You whispered against her lips, your words a pleading and sincere surrender. The moment you said that caught Wanda off guard. She was hoping to hear that from you, hoping that it will come from you today, that you would show her that the two of you wanted the same things, that you felt the same way as her and finally having it left her in a daze. Something you could see, and the way her eyes sparkled at the mention of it spurred you on. “Mommy.” You spoke softly, one of your hands cupping her cheek, while the other tangled in her hair, your eyes trained on her and admiring her openly. “Mommy, please I need you.” In a twisted turn of events, it was Wanda that was left speechless, her breathing growing more ragged as she felt a wave of warmth spread over her body at your acceptance. For a moment her movements stuttered and stopped, her face bright with a genuine smile of amazement and love as she took you in. Her perfect girl. Not wanting to ruin the moment and deciding to just give you what you wanted, what she knew you needed so badly, she kissed you deeply, claiming your lips in a possessive kiss, before she started to descend your body, leaving quick pecks across your skin on her way down. Realizing what she was doing and wanting so much more, you suddenly stopped her, your hand cupping her face making her pause and look at you. “Mommy, I want to feel you too. I want to taste you.” You pleaded, biting your lip and looking at her hungrily. “Please, Mommy, I want you in my mouth.” You asked again, when you saw the initial hesitation in her eyes. All it took was for Wanda to process your request, before she was starting to adjust her position, making sure that her thighs would be on either side of your face, while she settled between your legs, looking down at your soaked little pussy. She wanted to admire you like this, since you hadn’t tried this position with her before, but your arms wrapped around her waist and pulling her down to your hungry mouth easily pulled her out of her trance and she lowered her face, swiping her tongue over your clit and feeling you do the same. Both of you moaned just at the taste of the other, but that wonderful feeling of giving pleasure combined with your partner pleasing you, was quickly becoming a new favourite for the two of you. Wanda’s mouth was always so talented, so good at finding the perfect angle, the perfect spot that had you curling your toes in pleasure and you wanted to do the same for her, eagerly lapping at her folds, before taking her clit into your mouth, making the woman above you moan into your pussy and double her efforts. Wanda made a mental note to do this with you more often. She could spend hours between your legs, loving your sweet taste and your delectable moans and the way your body reacted to the way she pleased you. No matter what she did, or how much she put you through, you just took all her teasing and edging, took the times she overstimulated you and overworked your body, took her fingers and her cock and thanked for treating you so well. You just loved being hers. Getting to enjoy you in all the ways she wanted you and to have you eat her out while she’s doing it? She’d never get enough. The more she felt your arms tighten around her waist, the closer she knew you were getting and to your mutual delight, so was she. The shared excitement was building you up, making this so much better than either of you hoped for. “Mommy, I’m close.” You tried to warn her, detaching yourself just long enough to speak, before diving back in. “So am I, baby. We should cum together.” Wanda spoke, her voice hoarse. “Do you want to cum with Mommy?” “Yes! Want to cum with Mommy.” You agreed. You had hoped she would suggest it and the idea of getting to finish together made you even more eager to please her. Refusing to waste any more time, you both focused on the other. You did all the things the other liked, trying to read the signs and synch. Soon, you could feel yourself about to explode and you knew that you wouldn’t be able to hold it in much longer. “Mommy, please cum with me!” You moaned, quickly returning to licking her pussy and feeling her clit twitch at your touch. “Yes, baby, cum with Mommy.” She encouraged sweetly and it’s all it took. Your body spasmed as you finally reached the edge, holding on to it for as long as you could, so Wanda would fall over it with you. Your muffled moans, combined with your extra effort helped her let go and the two of you felt the waves of please washing over you, each one holding on to the other and helping her ride out her high in the best way possible. You hadn’t expected that orgasming with your partner could be such a satisfying experience, but as the pleasure took over your senses and overtook your body, the only description that came to your mind was bliss. It was nothing short of spectacular to have Wanda’s taste on the tip of your tongue, her pussy in your mouth, her scent filling your nostrils with each breath you took, her warmth against you as she shook in pleasure, all while you were having one of the best orgasms of your life. When the two of you came down and you slumped against the mattress, Wanda hurried to get off of you, carefully adjusting herself, so she could lie on her side next to you. “Sweetheart, that was a really good idea.” She muttered, her voice filled with amusement. “Thank you, Mommy.” You smiled, looking up at her and snuggling as close to her as you could. Wanda wrapped her arms around you, nuzzling her face in your hair and breathing you in. She knew she should get you both back in the shower, but as she felt your breathing even out and you started to softly run your fingers over her sides, she decided to give in to this moment first. She remembered this morning and all the thoughts that kept running through her head and she knew she was right about all of it. You were perfect. You were the best girlfriend, the best partner she could have asked for, you were her precious girl. “Wanda?” Your voice brought her out of her thoughts and she pulled away enough to be able to look at you. “Yes, sweetheart?” “Thank you for sharing all of this with me.” You said softly, but honestly. “For making these past few days an amazing experience for me. For being so honest, for always being so understanding with me… Thank you for loving me.” You finished, your eyes sparkling. “Oh, sweetheart… Thank you for being so accepting of me.” Wanda leaned down, kissing your lips softly, but fully. “And just so you know… Loving you has been the easiest thing I’ve ever done.” She said with a smile, claiming your lips once more, knowing that she will never want another woman again. ___________________________________________________________ Well... With this final chapter, the “Insomnia” series is finally complete.  I’d love to know what you guys think. Disclaimer: I obviously do not own the picture and take no credit.

[stardusthuntress]

Five for Fives

FivesLivesAU! 

Fives x female!reader (pronouns only) 

Word Count: 3.6k 

Summary and A/N: Read a fic the other day, and I wanted to read more similar stories, but there weren’t really any more like it… so I wrote my own! Inspired by this fic by @deewithani who kindly was totally fine with letting me add the inspo link here! I felt like we all needed something happy to read and Fives has been on my mind lately… so hope at least one person enjoys this too! Just sorta cranked it out because I was inspired and wanted to see Fives get a chance to have a life after war filled with love, with Echo, and with Rex, and I wanted a future for the little clones we know exist but who never fought in war because they hadn’t been out of their grown tubes very long… so have some cuteness and cuddles! 

PS this is a different Fives Lives AU than my other fic from a few weeks ago

TW: not much? Uh, Fives lives, has a long-term partner, and this is set as though he and Rex and Echo are leading the clone resistance we see beginning in the Bad Batch. Added in a few references to characters I couldn’t fit in the fic too! Could be read as though it’s just Fives and the Reader and Rex and Echo are the best friends of the family, or it could be read as though it’s poly, totally up to you as the reader to interpret it however feels right to you! I just wanted to make sure the 501st trio wasn’t cruelly separated anymore, so have a cute little family fic! Just cuddles and cuteness and fluff! Though it is still a bit suggestive (it's Fives, that's totally unavoidable), so still NSFW, tho I surprised myself by actually avoiding writing smut in a Fives fic... but still enjoy the snuggles and cuteness and suggestive fluff!!!

blue dividers by @/djarrex! banners are my own!

“How are we gonna tell Echo?” Fives asked, gazing happily at the 5 small, peacefully sleeping faces scattered across the room like spilled tookas. 

You, the woman in his arms grinned, “Leave that to me!” You kissed his cheek with a grin. 

Fives nuzzled into your shoulder. He loved the way you balanced him out and always remembered to consider Echo in your plans as well, especially now that the war was over and the operation to rescue all their brothers was underway. 

“He’s gonna tell us 2 is more than we can reasonably handle.” Fives comments. 

“He was also a cadet with a squad of 5 once, remember? He knows the bond you boys have. He might protest, but we will make him understand. Besides, they’re too little to separate them, that would have only traumatized them for life, and I couldn’t do that. You saw their eyes when they looked up at us and asked if they could stay together. You couldn’t say no either,” you poked him comedically. 

Fives chuckled, and hugged you tighter to his chest. “Yeah, and I wouldn’t change it for the whole galaxy!” 

They stand there, just watching the small sleepers for a few minutes. 

“How old do you think they are?” Fives asked, excitedly. 

“They can’t be much older than 4, in normal years. They have well developed language skills, but they’re still working on hand-eye coordination. So… probably about 2? Likely decanted not long after the war started… maybe around the time you and Echo shipped out for the first time?” You reasoned. 

“Not long before we met you,” Fives kissed your cheek playfully and you giggled quietly, squeezing the strong hands wrapped around your middle. 

“We’re gonna have to get beds for them tomorrow,” you whispered, eyes glazed over as you worked through the logistics of having 5 new additions to the family. 

“Mmmmm, sounds like a tomorrow problem then,” Fives whispered, whisking you off your feet, “They look comfortable where they are, they’ll be fine for tonight.” 

“They’re on the floor, Fives,” you chuckled lightly, wrapping your arms around his neck. 

“They’re used to it, we all slept anywhere anytime. At least they’re all sleeping at the same time.” He told you, closing the door to your bedroom behind him as he carried you to the bed. “And you were so good with them, Cyar’ika. I could barely resist you all day.” He breathed into your chest as his lips trailed across your skin, sighing hungrily. “My turn!” 

As Echo strolled across the base on this beautiful evening, a noise in the hanger bay caught his attention. Odd, no one should be in the hangar bay at this hour. There were no surprise missions that he was aware of, though they had just rescued a large quantity of clone cadets from an Imperial facility the day before. The little ones were supposed to have all been shipped off to Alderaan and Pandora, but perhaps they miscounted? He’d have to comm Fives and let him know if he found one still here. Fives and his girlfriend had been so excited to get to rescue young clones. 

He followed the continuation of the noise, and discovered it changed from the drumming of what was presumably small running feet, into the sound of larger stomping strides accompanied by a lot of giggling. 

The noise led him to the ship Fives and his partner had claimed as their own. 

Echo called to them from the open ramp, “Everything alright in there?” 

“Oh, Echo! Is that you?” A woman’s voice answered him over the laughter, “Come in! We could use a hand right now, actually,” she giggled. 

Echo hurried into the ship, worried. You never asked for help, but then again it sounded like you had been laughing at the time? He rounded the corner and froze. 

Well, that was the last thing he’d been expecting to see, but in hindsight he wasn’t sure why he hadn’t been expecting it. Fives always had been good with kids, and so were you. 

The room was filled with commotion, mostly in the form of Fives, in full gear, stomping around and growling like he was pretending to be a big, scary monster, while trying his hardest not to burst into laughter. He was happier than Echo had ever seen him. 

Fives had 3 small cadets clambering on him. One on his back, giggling wildly, and one wrapped tight around each of Fives’ legs, both squealing with joy. 

Fives was laughing hard, especially as he made eye contact with Echo across the room, but it only lasted for a moment as one of the cadets lost their grip on his knee and tumbled to the floor, still giggling. 

“Oops!” Fives chuckled, swooping the small puddle of giggling child off the floor and up into the air. “Aaaaaand UP we go!” 

Echo could barely process what was going on, as you turned to him from the table behind where Fives and the 3 little ones now played. 

There was another one in your arms, Echo noticed. 

You beckoned Echo to you, and he obediently trotted over, though he was vaguely aware that it was an autopilot response from working so closely with you for so long. 

The delightedly confused look on Echo’s face as he approached made you laugh too. 

“Here, hold this one for me,” you instructed, depositing the one that had been on your hip into Echo’s arms. 

Echo took the proffered child. It stared up at him with wide, familiar eyes. This was definitely one of the clone children you had all rescued in the days prior. The child nibbled on a large cookie as it stared calmly up at him. Echo blinked at it for a moment, content to just watch the child, unsure what it would do, knowing it could see that he was so different. 

He and Fives had been this small once. He didn’t remember it, but knew it was deep in his past somewhere. He felt like he could see his own memories reflected in the wide, curious eyes of the child he held. But he wondered how he looked to a kid now, so many metal parts adorning his body, but without those parts, he wouldn’t have had the opportunity to rescue and now hold this child today. Echo could feel the conflict within him flickering in his eyes as he watched the smol bundle in his arms. 

After a moment, the child seemed to decide he was an acceptable pillow too, and it nestled into his shoulder and went back to watching their brothers goof around the room. 

Echo looked up, for you, vaguely aware that if you needed him to hold this one that meant there was something else you were up to. 

He spotted you standing on the counter, fetching yet another child from atop the conservator, where it seemed, it had been breaking into a box of cookies. 

“Hey Echo, Fives, I need you to—“ Rex rounded the corner, and reacted much the same as Echo. He froze, eyebrows raised, as he watched Fives tumble into a big cushy chair in the corner while being careful not to smoosh any of the kiddos clinging to him as they all laughed joyously. 

Rex’s gaze continued around the room to Echo, standing behind Fives with a child in his arms, scomp securely tucked under its small bottom, hand rubbing up and down the kids back as it drifted to sleep on his shoulder, half-eaten cookie dropping from its hand onto the table Echo had strategically positioned himself next to. And then Rex spotted you, in the galley of the ship, another child draped over your arm in a dramatic pout, its conquest - a box of cookies - clutched tightly in its little hands as you clambered off the counter. 

Rex shook himself to his senses and scrambled to protect you and the kid on your way down. 

“Thanks, Rex,” you smiled up at him, patting his cheek, a happy grin like he’d never seen before on your face. 

Your attention quickly turned to the child in your arms, as you put your other hand on your hip and gave it a playfully, scornful look. “You gonna eat the whole box yourself, little one?” 

It paused for a moment, seemingly thinking through the situation for the first time. 

Rex laughed, he remembered a similar lesson in his past. He knelt down to look at the kid when he spoke, “Always make sure you think things through before just running with it, kid. That way you know exactly what you want before you get there.” He chuckled. 

You, Fives, and Echo all laughed hard at that. 

“Oh, look who the mischievous uncle turned out to be!” You chided, laughter still ringing from your lips as you shifted the kid in your arms into a more comfortable position on your hip, facing outwards, but gripped in both arms. 

The kid’s eyes lit up and he shoved a hand back into the cookie box and produced yet another cookie, but this time he held it out to Rex. 

“Awwwww! That was very sweet of you, Moxy! There ya go, pay off Uncle Rex for his mischievous advice! Already learning how bribes work! You’re definitely related to Fives, that’s for sure!” You laughed. 

Rex laughed too, taking the cookie with a small thanks as heat rushed to his face. He hadn’t meant to be that Uncle, but then again, after working with Skywalker, Kenobi, and Tano, and the entirety of the 501st for so many years, maybe their bad habits had worn off on him a bit. 

Fives appeared at your elbow, one child under his arm, one still clinging to his leg, and one perched on his shoulders with its hands on his cheeks and hair, braced by his other hand at its back. 

“See, they could totally pass for being our kids!” He grinned playfully, humming seductively as he pressed a long kiss to your cheek and then one to your neck. 

“EWWWWW!” The kiddos chorused. 

Echo and Rex laughed as you stole a kiss from Fives’ lips as he grinned, wildly. 

“Well that’s good, because they are our kids, now!” You winked back at him. 

“That’s my girl!” Fives cheered. 

“How are you gonna care for…” Echo paused to doublecheck his headcount, “five cadets?” 

“Children, Echo, they are not cadets anymore, they’re kids! And I’d say it’s a darn good thing we generally have at least 4 adults in here to handle it, don’t you think?” You returned, pointedly, but still smiling and laughing. 

Echo just hugged the child in his arms tighter. Resting his cheek on its little head as he turned bashful. He knew Fives had chosen the right woman, she always remembered the things that were important to Fives, including Echo. And she wasn’t afraid to put her children in the arms of a man with 3 out of 4 metal limbs. Echo was grateful for her trust, for it made him trust himself more too. 

The little one on Fives shoulder let out a big, long yawn, unaware that its hand had made its way to cover one of Fives’ eyes. But Fives had no intention of protesting, he was too delighted to find himself surrounded by kids of his own. 

Rex chuckled, and reached up to lift the child off Fives’ shoulders. 

As soon as it was in Rex’s arms, it immediately snuggled into his shoulder, trusting him instantly after seeing him interact with the other adults in the room so easily. Rex melted. 

You and Fives exchanged a glance. Fives was glad he’d let you handle this part and that you’d let it just happen naturally. And you were right that the Fett line did seem to have a soft spot for children. 

You and Fives exchanged a glance as he scooped up the child wrapped around his ankle, the two of you moved instinctively towards the comfy chair he’d dropped into with the kids earlier, collecting pillows and blankets from around the room on the way to it. Echo and Rex imitated you, recognizing the all too familiar nesting pile habits of their battalion. 

Instinctively, all 3 men gathered to nestle around you, creating a circle for you and the little ones to snuggle into. 

To your surprise, Fives found a way to nuzzle into your shoulder, despite the two small ones he had in his arms. 

“They are darn cute, I’ll give ‘em that,” Echo muttered, watching the one that was still clinging to him. 

“That’s Zed, we call him that because he’s always sleepy,” a tiny voice mumbled from Rex’s chest. 

You all laughed again. 

“And what’s your name, kid?” Rex asked, quietly. 

But the only answer he received was a soft snore. 

“Mmmm, now I’m hungry from all that playing around,” Fives lifted his head, and peered into the box Moxy was still clutching where he lay on your chest. “Anything left in there?” 

You lifted your head to look in the box too, “Might actually be half a box still! I thought he’d eaten them all. Grab me one too, while you’re at it?” 

Fives reached into the box and held up a cookie for you so you didn’t have to take your hands off the kids splayed on your chest and snuggled between you both. 

You took a bite, and he shoved the rest of it into his own mouth. 

“Thanks, Love.” You giggled and pecked his cheek, before returning your attention to Echo and Rex. “How are you gents doing? Content to snuggle there for a while? I’d rather not wake them if we don’t have to, or they’ll be running up the walls for another few hours just because they want to stay awake.” 

Rex and Echo exchanged delighted glances and hummed their answers, nestling in for the night. 

You turned back to Fives, “See? Easy!” You told him, kissing his forehead. 

He laughed. “Which part? Telling Rex and Echo, or handling 5 kids?” 

“Well, now that we have Rex and Echo here, both!” You told him, victoriously. 

Fives stole another kiss from your lips. 

A rustling noise and a shifting of the box in the small clone’s arms as Fives smiled against your lips told of his real plan: hiding a cookie theft with a kiss. 

He broke away from your lips only to triumphantly stuff the entire cookie in his mouth. 

You scoffed at him, playfully. 

The box rustled again, and you raised a brow holding eyecontact with Fives. 

He returned the look, puzzled, half a cookie still sticking out of his mouth as he tried desperately not to sprinkle cookie crumbs into the hair of the small brothers in his arms. 

You both looked down to find Echo’s hand in the box. 

He looked up at you sheepishly, eyes wide at getting caught, blinking owlishly at you. And then he broke into the same mischevious grin Fives had worn not five minutes before and retreated with a cookie of his own. 

You were trying desperately not to laugh, else you’d jostle the numerous small heads and three adult ones currently leaning on or near you. 

“Would you like a cookie too, Rex?” You offered, producing another one from the box. 

“Well, I’m not gonna say no,” Rex teased. 

“Good, as long as you boys all get the extra large quantities you need, we’ll be in good shape.” You giggled, handing over the tasty treat, and fetching another one for yourself too. 

The three men exchanged sheepish looks. 

“I know, you boys all eat more than the average person. And I’m glad of it. Food rarely goes bad around here. But we might need to find a steady supply of large quantities of food so we don’t have to go shopping every single day.” You could already imagine it, not only would you enjoy the view of each of the handsome men crouched in front of the conservator day in and day out just like you had since you joined them, but more than likely, they’d always share the space with a smaller version of themselves each time now too. The thought put a smile on your face as you stared deep into Fives’ eyes, more than happy with your joint, spur of the moment decision to keep a whole squad of cadets. 

Echo hummed next to you, “I’ve got a few ideas already,” he yawned. “Never fear, Uncle Echo is here! Hmm, I like the sound of that. Uncle Echo. And Omega is gonna adore these little guys…” Echo leans over and kisses your cheek too. 

Fives laughs at that. 

“Hmm, then maybe I should try to be less mischievous, you lot already have that covered,” Rex also uses the opportunity to kiss your hand, and you bite your lip. 

Fives steals another passionate kiss from you, grinning into it. “Maybe Omega can babysit when we need a night that’s just the two of us on occasion,” Fives nudges your cheek with his nose. 

Echo laughs into your side. “I think Wrecker and Hunter would be delighted to help her wrangle the whole little squad. I’ll bring you to Pabu in the morning so they can meet them.” 

“We haven’t even had the kids for 2 full days yet, Echo,” You chuckle. 

“We have a big family, we can’t help it,” Fives answers. ”I want all the guys to meet them. We’ll do Pabu in the afternoon. Let them take around this base in the morning. It’ll be fun,” he mumbles, sleep starting to take hold of him too. ”Howzer promised to give me some tips he learned from the Twilek family he worked with for so long tomorrow. Pabu can be a dinner thing.” 

“I’ll tell Hunter we’re bringing dinner tomorrow then,” Rex yawned. 

Suddenly Echo held out a datapad, over the bundle of sleepy faces. “Smile you three, we need a holo of this.” 

But you and Fives could only look at each other, with the biggest grins as you pressed your foreheads together in a keldable kiss, proud of your little family. 

“Could you two get any cuter?” Echo nudged you playfully. 

Zed, nestled between you and Echo, stirred in his sleep. 

“Shhh, sleep time now, gents, we can finish planning in the morning,” you instructed, secretly admiring that you had just surrounded yourself with identical faces of men and boys you very much adored. You hummed contentedly. 

“Just one more kiss,” Fives whispered mischievously, sneaking a peck at your lips before snuggling in for the night. 

Omega gasped loudly, bouncing on the balls of her feet when she saw Echo, Rex, Fives, and Fives’ partner exiting the ship together, wrangling a whole miniature squad of their own at their knees and bundled in their arms, and boxes of what appeared to be take out in various bags and hands. 

“Baby brothers!” Omega gushed, scooping up the nearest one. 

Wrecker scooped her and the little one up into a big hug, and carried them over to the tree in the middle of the square, then picking up the small ones clinging to his belt to put them up on the grass beside her. 

Echo decided to take a page from your book, and just straight up handed one of the kids to Hunter without saying anything. 

Hunter took the kid and just watched it in awe for a moment. 

“Are you a brother too?” The kid asked. 

“Hmm?… yeah… yeah I am, kid,” Hunter beamed. 

The kid smiled and tucked himself into Hunter’s chest. 

Hunter visibly melted, closing his eyes and cradling the child gently in his arms. 

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself staring at a smug Echo. 

“Told you, you had a soft spot for kids.” Echo patted him on the back and walked away to join Wrecker and Omega as they taught the kids how to climb a tree. 

“That’s Zed, he likes snuggles,” You told Hunter from somewhere behind him. 

Hunter turned to face you, and found you standing there with Fives wrapped around you from behind. 

“And… they’re your kids now?” Hunter asked, incredulous. Looking like he would never be ready to give Zed back to you. 

“Yeah, we’ve been tracking down where the young clones were taken when Kamino was decommissioned. First rescue was a few night ago. Two ships full of little ones ready for homes of their own went to Pantora and Alderaan the day before yesterday.” 

“We couldn’t help but keep this lot when their little voices asked us to be their parents,” Fives chimed in. 

“They asked you to be their parents?” Hunter seemed almost jealous, if you were reading him correctly. 

“Do you want us to bring a batch here?” You asked. 

Hunter just looked at the little one in his arms, content to be held as it watched people move around the square. 

“That’s a yes,” Fives answered for him. 

Hunter gave Fives a look. “I see why Echo calls you the mischievous one,” he comments, a brow raised. 

Rex laughs loudly, “Oh. No. Echo is just as mischievous.” 

“Like that?” A snide voice joins the conversation as Crosshair approaches, making sure to keep some distance from the kid in Hunter’s arms, as he jabs a toothpick towards the tree before returning it to his lips. 

You all look over to discover Echo in the tree with the young ones, while Wrecker and Omega protect them from below. 

“Exactly like that,” Rex agrees, shaking his head at his trooper's antics. 

“Anyways, would you like to babysit them sometime?” Fives asks Hunter and Crosshair with a sly grin. 

“No.” 

“Yes!” 

Hunter and Crosshair answer at the same time, Crosshair glares at Hunter. 

“Come on, Cross. You’ll warm up to them eventually.” Hunter prods, pointedly watching the kid in his arms instead of Crosshair. 

“Omega was different,” Crosshair protests. “Like us.” He states as though he’s trying to convince himself not to get attached to the small face clinging to Hunter’s collar. 

“Uh huh,” Hunter is not convinced, he knows his brother too well for that. 

…Later you swear you spot one of the kids gifting Crosshair a flower he picked from the tree, and you’re pretty sure Crosshair wears it in his shirt pocket all evening. 

But it’s hard to say for certain, especially when Fives sweeps you off your feet and carries you into your ship, heading straight for the bedroom… 

Please don’t steal my work! I pour my heart into these so if you like it please reblog to share instead of reposting it! And NO dropping it into an AI to finish it for me! That’s stealing my work and feeding it to an AI without my consent. It is not okay to give an AI something you didn’t write yourself! 

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[slowlydifferentbluebird]

Just imagine! G!p reader is part of the HyeMiLeeYeChaePa cast and her and Chaewon have this frenimes relationship. They always have this chemistry and tension, so one day reader wakes up to a weird but good feeling on her lower parts, as she opened her eyes her vision was magnificent! Chaewon was riding her with her eyes closed and a hand on her mouth to muffle her moans

Hell yeah, baby, I was really hoping about some asks/requests on the HyeMiLeeYeChaePa cast. I love that show so much, it's fucking funny and the cast is perfect. Also, it seems I can't avoid to watch an episode without getting horny lol.

Also, I'm going to use the G!P/male reader, in order to give the story to a larger audience. I hope it's not a problem for you, Anon

Chaewon X G!P/male Reader

The first season of the show was a success, with a doubt. The public loved the show, so getting a second season was the most easy decision to take. Thankfully the cast remained the same, except for a new addiction: you.

You blended soon with everyone and also find some time of relationship with them: Hyeri and Miyeon are basically your mom and dad, Patricia your sister, Leejung was like your mental coach, Yena your best friend and partner in targeting Chaewon...

...and talking about her, your relationship was the one most interesting for the audience. You switched from (playfully) fight to giving each other big hugs and a lot of soft hours. But that was not enough: in fact there was this strange tension between you two, you always gave to the other one some looks full of words not spoken.

You did your best to ignore that type of situation, but Chaewon obviously had another idea. You were peacefully sleeping on your matress with the other members, and for some reason you were feeling very good...maybe too much.

You opened your eyes, meeting the ones of the girl with the short bob, covering her mouth with her own hand, trying to cover her sounds. You gave a better look to the situation and she was clearly riding your cock in the middle of the room.

"What are you doing, Chae?", you asked her, still sleepy, an hint of pleasure in your voice. "I couldn't resist anymore, you teased so much", she answered between cute moans. "But what about the cameras?", you asked again, worried. "At this hour are still turned off, now shut up and fuck me", she basically ordered to you, covering her mouth again.

Reassured on the situation, you fully concentrated on her. You grabbed her hips and started helping her with the movement, moreover you thrusted in her, using your legs. A louder moan escaped from her lips, not expecting your help.

Now, fully awake, you were feeling so good, so you pushed it further, getting your head up and starting to suck her moans. That had to be a really sensitive part for her, because you felt her getting way more wet.

The combo of the risky situation, the pleasure of the sex and the chemistry of your movements made you two come basically at the same time. It feel paradisiac to feel Chae pussy with your semen. You basically got your revenge on all her jokes and teases.

Few hours later you woke up with the girl in the your arms. Luckily it seemed a really cute scene on camera, and not the result of a rough night sex. You thought that maybe you even tricked your show mates, but you knew you were wrong about it, when Hyeri told you, "Next time you have to fuck your gf, go to the bathroom, there's no camera there". You thanked her, but tried to act as if it was nothing, but really soon even Yena came to whisper in your ears, "If I knew you were that good in bed, I would have come before Chae. You better expect a visit from me, one of these nights".

I hope you liked it, Anon, I really enjoyed writing it 💙

Zazá

[workingbynyx]

what i think boyfriend dick grayson would be like since i'm having a titans (brenton thwaites) brain rot happening atm ☝🏻 (probably ooc but this is what i think okay 😔💔)

i feel like dick would usually come home late at night of course, having to patrol around the city and take care of his duties as Nightwing. but he still makes an effort to wake up early to spend time together with you and even make breakfast if he has a few minutes to spare !

he'd probably be the type to plant kisses over your neck and shoulder when he sees you cooking up something in the kitchen, his arms ghosting around your waist to wrap around it then seal it with a back hug and a kiss before asking 'what're you making? could smell it all the way back there'

he is a man of CUDDLES, after a patrol he'd definitely sneak up and lay on the space you left him on the bed and gently pull your tired body against his, taking in the sight of you sleeping peacefully while he brushes his fingers over your hair AAAAAAAA

"like what you see?" everytime he works out at home and he sees you unconsciously staring at his well-built figure. he is such a tease sometimes, ugh (and you love it ☝🏻)

I can also see him being the type to not go anywhere if he doesn't give you a kiss before doing so. even if its just a quick meeting over at the titans tower, a kiss on the cheek before he leaves. oh you need onions for dinner tonight? he'll be right out the door but first, let him smooch your forehead rq. this also means goodnight kisses are essential too

isn't a big fan of movies since he rarely has the time for them, but will absolutely sit down and watch a marathon of your favourite films if he gets a day off

would take you out shopping every month, you tried to tell him off for spending too much on you but he just couldn't careless about it—as long as he sees something that fits and looks amazing on you, he'd be out by the cashier with a load of bags with clothes that you'll probably love. (And jewelry too)

dick usually wears casual fits outside like shirts that would have its sleeves hug around his huge biceps then layer it with a normal jacket and black jeans, especially during his detective days when you fell inlove with him and his stupid leather jacket. but indoors, i can see that its either he'd wear your shirts that you accidentally bought too big for yourself or just go completely shirtless.

totally random thought but i believe he probably gets head rushes sometimes and would need your assistance in getting up 😭😭

he'd encourage you to join him in working out, but it would eventually lead to a bunch of flirting and teasing from the both of you

he helps around the house when he can of course ! but you just let him get some rest more often and will insist when he tries to offer some help with sweeping the floor for example. you know how tiring the life of a vigilante is, speaking as the partner of nightwing so you want to make sure he gets the sleep and rest he missed out on during those hours he's gone

takes you out for fancy dinners even if its not an occassion, he's a firm believer that you deserve every good thing that there is whether its in food or not.

his love language is definitely physical touch, words of affirmation and quality time <3

nicknames for you: "love" "sweetheart" "babe" "little wing" "angel"

everytime he comes home with a bruise or two, he takes it to his advantage to get a close up of your pretty features as you nag at him to keep himself safe. he knew you couldn't stay mad at him for too long but he understood your frustrations. the last time he arrived with a bloody nose, swollen lip and a slice to his arm and chest was the day you thought you'd lose him, thankfully you were in the tower so you had all the resources you needed and he eventually healed quickly. dick could be a bit careless sometimes, so after the incident he instilled in himself to try and avoid serious injuries for the sake of your wellbeing.

"you know you're cute when you get mad" "dick i'm being serious! i can't lose you..." "i know², but i'm fine...as long as you're with me by my side, angel" "i swear if yo—" "shhh i'm here now, i'm in one piece. besides, its only a few scratches, i'll live another day. and I surely won't allow myself to leave you like that. not now, not ever—you understand? good...i love you, a'ight? nothing will ever change that" <3

[jerzwriter]

Hello Elsa, it is I... Your Summer Secret Pal and I came to present you your gift. I hope you enjoy it. I never wrote anything for Tobias, so I really wish it's good and that you like it. Tagging @choicesfandomappreciation & @choicesmonthlychallenge (July Challenge 2024 with the pink prompts: Love, Joy, Playfulness, Fluff,...)

Sweet Morning (F!MC×Tobias) - Open Heart

He grunted, woken up by being pushed. Tobias discovered his girlfriend, Casey almost pushing him out of bed. "Casey." The man hugged her tightly to prevent her from making any more nocturnal moves and then started to close his eyes to fall asleep as well with his arm over her. After a while, he awakened again, with her still asleep in his arms. She hasn't moved an inch at all. He smiled and kissed her forehead again, then watched her peacefully asleep while running a hand through her blonde braids. Tobias continued to caress her hair until he heard the alarm clock ringing on the nightstand. He groaned and immediately turned it off before focusing back on his lover. "Hey... Case, wake up. My sleepyhead." Tobias whispered while shaking her a little. "Tobias, lemme sleep.", she requested half-asleep. Tobias laughed, sighed and then hugged her, burying his face in her neck. "Stop complaining, Casey. You were the one who pushed me off the bed." He started kissing her neck to tease her a little. "Hey... wake up, my Casey. Wake up, dear." He continued to kiss her neck, now with a few slight bites on it. "Why?" "Because it's time to get up. It's already morning.", he informed while still teasing her neck with small kisses and bites. "Nooooo, I'm tired." "Oh, you lazy thing..." Suddenly Tobias Carrick grabbed her and put her on top of him, looking at her, a slight smirk on his face "Hey, put me back!!" "Mmm... Nope.", he answered in an amused tone, then grabbed her waist to keep her in place while looking up at her. He gave his lover a smug smile. "Tobi, just five minutes." "No, no more sleep." He grabbed her by the waist and flipped them over so that she was under him, keeping her pinned with his body. "Wake up and don't make me do something to you." "Okay, fine. You win.", she rolled her eyes as she accepted his victory. His charm convinced her again. "Good, now give me a good morning kiss." "Oh no, cuz you woke me up." "What??! Oh, come on... Please?", Tobias begged while he ran a fingertip over her neck, then gently ram it down to her collarbone. He gave her a puppy-eye look to try to convince her. Then she answered. "Honey, why are you so cute?" He grinned and laughed after hearing her respond. "I'm cute? Not as cute as you are. Don't you want to give your partner his good morning kiss?" "Oh, shut up.", she joked before crashing her lips on his for a passionate kiss. Casey loved his taste as much as he loved hers. So they decided to stay in bed and make love till afternoon.

Tobias × Casey Moodboard

Important note: I sent you an ask about your characters as Hogwarts Houses because I had another gift idea for you, but it sadly didn't get answered yet in time. Sorry, I had to cancel then. I don't have time anymore

Hi There!

First, thanks so much for your lovely gift! Oh my, the fic captures their playfulness and constant flirtation - as well as Casey's absolute hatred of waking up from a good sleep! lol As for them staying in bed until noon to make love, uhm TOTALLY them. lol So this was perfect! Thank you!

Also, I love the moodboard! The quote had me chuckling! And I love the little hands/heart medical style!

Thanks so much for your kindness & the care you put into this!

I'm so sorry I was late answering this. Like I told you, I was away from home this weekend, and the internet was very spotty where I was! I'm also sorry for not answering the Hogwarts ask. To be honest, I was only moderately into HP back when it was popular, so I would have had to reeducate myself! lol But this was perfect! Thanks so much!

@choicesfandomappreciation

[hebimoonlightwrites]

HI HI!

If you don't mind could you write some headcanons about how will be having a marriage life with Yuto, Yohei and Ichiro? ( What can i say i'm a sucker for this clingey things and a simp for them =^=)

I hope you have a great day <3

Writer's corner: Hey, sweetheart! Of course I can do it! I'm so sorry for let you wait for so long, actually, since you requested me some weeks ago! Hope you don't mind I took some more time to answer your request!♥ Have a great day, you too, dear, and don't forget to let me know if there's something you want me to fix or change!♥ Enjoy~

mc's pronouns: THEY/THEM

Warnings: Fluff/ sfw

⭐𝐘𝐮𝐭𝐨, 𝐘𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐢, 𝐈𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨⭐ 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

⭐We all know about Yuto's secret so well!

⭐As a married man he would kinda struggle with keeping his other self under control, in my opinion

⭐As his actual self, Yuto would be the best husband ever!

⭐He would care about his s/o a lot, always checking if they're doing fine and taking care of them

⭐I can even see him cooking with them or helping them whenever they seem to need help!

⭐Plus I can picture him hanging out with them and buying them their favourite snacks!

⭐Just like we've seen him buying ice-cream, he wouldn't mind buying something to his s/o as well

⭐I'm 100% sure he would be that kind of husband holding his s/o's hand while walking around the streets

⭐Or that kind of man clumsily moving the chair in a restaurant to make mc sit down

⭐As his normal self, Yuto would be so adorable and clumsy, especially during the first days as a married man!

⭐He has always seemed a man in need of affection.. oh well.. to me, at least

⭐So I can see him also lying on the couch, hugging his s/o while maybe watching a movie together

⭐They could also watch some travel TV shows, since they're Yuto's favourite!

⭐Maybe while planning their next vacation, why not?

⭐"Wow.. uhm.. it looks really.. hot there, love.. Y-you sure you want to visit it next summer..?"

⭐Yuto would be so adorable while falling asleep between mc's arms

⭐They would be there cuddling and caressing his hair while he's sleeping peacefully, his cheeks blushed.

⭐In short I truly believe they would be a cute couple

⭐Even when his other self would take control, I'm sure Yuto wouldn't hurt mc

⭐He wouldn't make them feel pain, but... would be more possessive and jealous, especially around other people

⭐While being his usual self Yuto would act cute and adorable, caring and protective towards mc..

⭐While being his other self, on the other hand, Yuto would act possessive and jealous..

⭐He would stare at all the people who look at mc with a serious and piercing glance, as to say: "Whatcha' looking at?! They are mine!!"

⭐Other than that, by the way, I don't think he would hurt mc, but hurt whoever tries to harm mc!

⭐But, if I can tell, I think Yuto would make mc dream in bed-- (sorry, not sorry)

⭐"Huh..? Why are you crying?... L-Love.. Who made you cry..? Just tell me.. They will get what they deserve for causing troubles to you too...!! I promise..!"

⭐Yohei is always caring and such a father to Ryu and Shiki

⭐It's said by his routine that he takes care of our sweet Shiki and Ryu, cooking for them or preparing Shiki's lunch for school!

⭐So I can tell for sure that he'd be a great husband

⭐and even a good father in the future!

⭐Maybe the worst part of being his partner would be the fact that he's always busy with his job at Bar 4/7

⭐(like coming back home very late in the morning after a sleepless night)

⭐And when he's free, he sleeps because of tireness

⭐So I don't know how much of an intimacy there would be between him and his sweet s/o

⭐Maybe they wouldn't spend much time together in the first place because of that!

⭐Perhaps his s/o would also spend their time in Bar 4/7 with him!

⭐I don't know if they would work with him, but if so, I bet Yohei would team up with them

⭐They both would be the best couple, always doing their best at work together

⭐Mc would be also considered as a parent-figure by Shiki and Ryu

⭐While Yohei would be such a father figure, cooking for Ryu and Shiki

⭐Mc would be a parent for them too, maybe listening to them or spending time playing pretending to be a cat with Ryu and his cat!

⭐I can totally see mc listening to Shiki's vents or playing around with Ryu!

⭐And Yohei would look at them and smile blushing, while smoking

⭐I can even picture mc caring for him, especially since he's easy to lose his temper while drinking

⭐So I cannot hide the fact that I headcanon mc telling him: "Yohei, please.. be careful and do not exagerate with drinking.."

⭐And Yohei would sigh but in deep he would be touched by mc's cuteness

⭐Yohei is also a man of faith.. he changed after his time with Yakuza

⭐And somehow I cannot hide the fact that I headcanon him being clingy as well

⭐He wouldn't mind show his affection to mc, even in public, kissing their lips

⭐Or more romantically, kissing their forehead as to prove that he really cares about their well-being

⭐He would play piano for them..

⭐Like.. literally- Imagine them both sitting in front of a piano..

⭐- maybe mc doesn't even know how to play a piano-

⭐so Yohei's hands would rest on theirs, while guiding them through the piano keys.

⭐"You say you don't know how to play a piano.. but look at your hands, love!.. hehe... you're adorable.."

⭐As I said many times already in this blog, Ichiro would be the best husband ever!

⭐Like.. I really challenge you all to find another character from Hypmic who would be better than Ichiro!

⭐We're talking about a young man who literally stopped his own life in order to completely support and help his younger brothers!

⭐He's able to maintain economically not only his own needs, but also his brothers' and even their apartment!

⭐I mean... he's A CHAD---

⭐And he would keep caring for his brothers even after getting married!

⭐I mean.. Especially after getting married!

⭐So s/o has to accept the fact that their house would constantly host Jiro and Saburo!

⭐And as Yohei and his s/o would be "parents" to Ryu and Shiki..

⭐...the same would happen to Ichiro and his s/o with his brothers!

⭐S/o would have not only a caring and sweet husband who would also be there each time they need to be listened or to be comforted

⭐But also a selfishless man who would totally respect mc's time and needs of affection!

⭐Like, if mc doesn't like PDA, then he won't force them to PDA!

⭐Otherwise, he would be clingy and constantly hugging them, showing how much he supports and loves them

⭐I also can picture them both laying on the couch and watching some animes

⭐Maybe they would read some mangas or light novels together as well!

⭐Or they can adorably listening to music, sharing earphones!

⭐In short, they would look like those cute couples in horror movies (the ones who got killed first- oof xD sorry-)

⭐Also I headcanon Ichiro being the one cooking most of the times

⭐He'd cook with his s/o, it's true, but...

⭐ I cannot hide the fact that in my opinion he would keep an eye on them only to be sure that they won't get hurt!

⭐And if s/o didn't know how to cook and got hurt, then Ichiro would rush and grab some ice to put it on their hand:

⭐"Haha.. I told you to be careful with the pot, honey... You're clumsy, aren't you?... hehe- Are you okay now..? Keep this bag of ice on your hand.. I'll take care of the rest, okay?"

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