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starrylothcat · 1 year ago

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I wish you would write a fic where established relationship between reader and Crosshair gets a little angsty when reader has to treat/comfort Crosshair while he’s suffering from some sort of temporary sensory loss. (Sight is preferred but any would be cool)

Ohhh what an idea, I love this! Thank you! Sorry this took so long, haha!

I had a wild week at work and finally had time to type out this little angsty brainworm 🤓

This is in response to the “I wish you would write a fic about…” ask game that I can’t find the link to!

By My Side

Pairing: Crosshair x Gen!Reader

Warnings: Angst, loss of vision, mentions of drugs/imprisonment. Hopeful ending. Just some classic CrossAngst.

WC: 1300 (I got way carried away)

Summary/Fic Scenario: You and Crosshair were together before Order 66. Crosshair decided to join the Empire, you did not. You begged him to come with you and his brothers, but he made his choice.

You assisted TBB in rescuing Crosshair and Omega from Mount Tantiss and brought them to Pabu. You offered your home for Crosshair to rest, as he was unconscious from the rescue. Cue angst. Will I write a full fic about this one day? Do I have a WIP? Maybe. Hehe. I hope this is up your alley, anon!

When he finally woke, it was to darkness.

Crosshair tried to control the panic rising in his chest, gripping the blankets tight under his fingers.

He blinked again, the darkness easing up just a bit, some fuzzy blobs of color visible.

Panic was still steadily rising, trying to choke out a word, any sound, but his voice was hoarse.

He slowly sat up, realizing he wasn’t restrained in any way, and the bed he was lying on was soft.

Soft?

Crosshair focused momentarily, listening, his one sense that wasn’t currently disrupted.

He could hear distant waves and quiet cries of birds.

Laughter drifted in on a breeze, salt catching his nose.

He wasn’t on Mount Tantiss anymore, that was for certain.

His panic let up slightly as he desperately tried to rub his eyes, hoping to clear the fog.

If he wasn’t there, where was he? Was he dead, is this a dream? A new type of drug they had him under?

His memory was as hazy as his vision, not remembering anything or now he got to be here.

The last broken thought he had was speaking with Omega, her trying to comfort him, saying she knew his brothers were coming to rescue them.

He remembered scoffing at the notion, but deep down, wishing her hopeful statement was true.

Crosshair took a breath, trying to collect his muddled thoughts. His head was pounding and ringing, blood rushing in his ears.

His body was weak and sore, and he was completely disoriented.

While captured, they only fed him the bare minimum to keep him alive. If he had to fight his way out of wherever he currently was, he didn’t have much strength left.

It didn’t help that he still couldn’t see.

Crosshair couldn’t continue his plan of escape, hearing a door click and soft footsteps approaching.

“Who is there?” He managed to croak out, the panic and adrenaline that was coursing through his veins mixing with a crushing exhaustion that was now taking over his body.

He was feeble, vulnerable, but still wouldn’t go down without a fight. Crosshair tried to stand, his legs giving out and immediately falling to the ground, unable to make out anything but fuzzy shapes in front of him.

Something was suddenly touching his shoulder, and he scrambled away. He hit his head on what must have been a side table or dresser as he desperately swiped the air with his hands at nothing.

“Stay back!” He hissed, lost in darkness, trying to feel for anything around him to use as a weapon.

“Crosshair…Crosshair, it’s okay! It’s me.”

Crosshair froze, bristling at the sound of your voice. He curled himself into a corner like a wounded animal, ready to strike.

He must be dead. This must be hell.

It was your voice.

You.

Pain gripped his heart, he couldn’t speak.

“You’re safe. We’re safe.”

A million emotions pulsed through his system as he processed the fact you were there. Was this a hallucination?

Crosshair felt a touch on his shoulder again, realizing it was your hand. He flinched at your touch, but didn’t pull away. Your contact was hesitant, unsure.

“Tech said your vision should return within a day or two. It’s a side effect of the drugs from the lab.”

Crosshair felt like he was falling, every word you spoke opening old wounds. He may as well be back on the operating table, being sliced open.

It was you. It had to be. Your cadence, soft yet affirming, the voice that haunted his dreams every night.

After all he did…you were here?

He was glad he couldn’t see your face, what expression did you wear? Disgust? Pain? Anger?

“We can explain everything later. We are all here, safe from the Empire.”

“Omega…?” He finally croaked out.

“Her too, she’s fine, just resting.”

Crosshair let out a breath. She was right, they did come for them. And so did you.

The last time Crosshair saw you, Kamino was burning, sinking to the depths.

He asked you to come with him.

Your hurt, tear-filled eyes still burned in his mind, the sadness on your face, your desperate words to get him to stay with you.

He did not forget the wrathful anger that practically ate him alive as you left him on Kamino, choosing his brothers over him.

Crosshair felt what you had shared never mattered, feeling foolish at ever letting you in, feeling betrayed that he had shown you part of him that no one had ever seen.

The one person he tentatively and slowly let inside was now turning their back, just like everyone always had.

He should have known.

Pathetic.

At least that’s how he felt initially.

As time went on, and he lay alone in his small Imperial quarters, he thought of you.

He thought of his brothers.

He thought of what he left behind.

He thought of what Cody told him, his words taking hold in his brain more and more. Had he made a mistake?

Now here he was, back with them, back with you.

Fate has a funny way of doing things.

Crosshair stayed silent, letting you help him back into the bed.

What can be said after all this time? After the things he’s done?

Why were you here, helping him?

Crosshair felt the side of the bed lower as you sat next to him.

“Crosshair, I…” You started, also not knowing what to say.

“I can explain everything later, or your brothers can. They are right next door. They figured it was best to give you some space. But I…I thought you might need someone around when you woke up.”

Crosshair could pick up the weariness in your voice.

“I can go if you’d like.” You spoke quietly.

Crosshair wanted to reach out, touch you. But he didn’t deserve that, after all he did. He didn’t even deserve to be in your current presence.

“No.” He rasped.

He felt the bed rise as you stood up.

“Let me bring you some food. You’re probably starving.”

Crosshair heard your footsteps leave his bedside, and picked up on the uneven sound of your steps.

“Wait,” Crosshair called, your footsteps stopping.“Are you hurt?”

There was a few moments of silence.

“Just a few scrapes and bruises, nothing serious.” Your crooked footsteps continued out of the room.

Crosshair knew you were lying, obviously dealing with an injury received while rescuing him.

Guilt stabbed at his chest, knowing you were hurt because of him, carrying scars that you’ll probably have forever.

A reminder of what his family had to go through to rescue him, something he was unworthy of.

Yet here you were, caring for him, at his side, even after everything. Risking your life to save the man who tossed you to the side, abandoned you and his brothers for something he thought was right and was too stubborn to see before it was too late.

Crosshair laid there, hearing the occasional sound of a pantry opening, a plate being set on a counter.

He must be in your home, wherever this is.

You came back into the room, setting food down at the bedside table next to him.

Crosshair wearily sat up again as you touched his hand, guiding it to the food.

“Why are you doing this?” He whispered, your hand not leaving his.

Crosshair could feel your hand trembling.

“You were lost. So we found you.”

Your hand tightened around his.

“I said terrible things. I’ve done terrible things.” Crosshair could feel bile rise in his throat, nauseous at the recollections of what he did serving the Empire. Or maybe it was the drugs wearing off. Or maybe it was remembering how he left you.

He was dizzy.

It was all too much.

Crosshair felt your other hand carefully touch the side of his face, which he instinctually leaned into, desperate for contact that wasn’t medical machinery or hands forcing him into restraints.

“I’m sorry.” Crosshair felt hot tears sting at sides of his eyes, confused, lost, anguished.

Forgiveness isn’t something easily earned. He knew that.

It was going to take a long time to come to terms with everything, with his family, with you.

But for now, you were here, and the rest will come later.

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thetalesofaether · 2 months ago

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HAPPY NEW YEARS!!

it’s my birthday soon hehe :3

I’d like to welcome you to my personal BlockTales AU! No name yet, I’ve been calling it Overcooked for now, but I’ll think of something…. Eventually……..

It’s kind of boring, there’s no theme or gimmick, but I hope someone can enjoy it.

You see, I’m obsessed with the little details. Block Tales doesn’t really give me enough details, so what better to do than insert my own? World building is like my favorite part of making stories, so I decided to go crazy with it! To the point where I consider this an AU rather than just little headcanons. I’d love to give it a unique story but we don’t have much of a complete story now so I’ll hold off on that until I have more to go off of from the game itself,,

ANYWAYS LOOK

I intend to go into every species/variant in the future and the relationships between them! And I also intend to draw NPCs, popular and otherwise, so we’ll get a good look at all of these in action

Noobs and Nooblets look fuzzy, because I can only draw animals and everything I touch becomes fluffier and/or gets a tail, sorry, I make the rules and that’s how it is ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Guests are based on saytrs/fauns and all of them are mute

Robloxians are EVERYWHERE! They come in all shapes and sizes and colors and are highly adaptive! Usually quick learners!

Noobs are also everywhere but their populations aren’t dense, they’re all spread around. They have set palettes, but that’s about it. They enjoy traveling typically :3

Nooblets are only found in areas in the wilds they claim as their own “territories” rarely enter towns or cities populated by robloxians/noobs. Everything’s too big anyways, they’ll get crushed! They stay in their own cities and forts where everything is their size.

“I thought nooblets were just baby noobs?” Nuh uh nope shut up

Believe whatever reality you want but nooblets are a sub-species of noobs in my world that are naturally that small. I also have other arguments but this post is supposed to be about all species and I’ve already gone on too long on nooblets. We’ll get there!

ANYWAYS! GUESTS! They are! …Um. Well, they’re assumed extinct! They probably still live somewhere in the untouched wilderness, if at all. They all have these thin bodies and a black and white palette. They don’t speak, and if they do, no one’s heard ‘em. I haven’t done too much with them yet, but I like to think of them as spirits of rebirth/beginnings!

All of this is subject to change when more chapters come out!

#roblox #block tales #blocktales #block tales au

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kiwi-but-the-bird-not-the-fruit · 7 months ago

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Hii! Can i req lizzie hearts x fem!reader meeting her mother for the first time? :))

Hi hi! Happy to get request made

Love lizzie so I'm happy to write for her!

I hope you like what I've come up with and thanks for the prompt! Makes it easier for me to see where the story should go

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Promt: the reader and Lizzie go to wonderland so that she can be introduced to Lizzies mom

She/her pronouns for the reader

Will be using [Name] as substitute for (y/n)

Fluff/nervous and tense (since she's meeting lizzie's mom)

Nickname for the reader- My Rose

Art not mine found on pinterest

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Lizzie Hearts is shown walking through the hallway alongside her is [Name] her girlfriend,who holds Lizzie's waist with her left arm, the two walk in sync.

We see [Name]'s face that seems very stressed out but she's trying to hide it as Lizzie chatted away happily "oh I just can't wait till you meet my mother today I just know she'll love you, well it's gonna take a while but sue will I'm sure of it" she snuggles onto [Name]'s shoulder giving her a reassuring smile

"Haha yeah...I really do hope so" she rested her head as the two walked past a group, [Name] recognized one and lifted her hand waving at them "do you want to try that new dress I made for you Rosette?" [Name] lifted her head looking down at Lizzie nodding her head in enthusiasm "oh yes please especially if we're matching" lizzie nods in agreement "love matching with you rosette" she got on her tiny toes and gave [Name] a kiss on her cheek

The two enter Lizzie's room and she quickly gets to work getting both their outfits from her closet as [Name] sits on the chair under her girlfriend's sewing table, she crosses her leg on the other waiting patiently with a soft smile waiting for Lizzie to emerge from her closet.

Lizzie who is still looking through her endless mountain of outfits grumbles "blasted things where is it'' she mumbles under her breath this makes [Name] giggles at her girlfriends little banter with the outfits she just can't pinpoint where they are "Ah! Here they are'' she twirls around with two dresses, lizzie goes up to [Name] and hands her the dress

They were mainly the signature colors that lizzie wore reds, blacks and golds but she added one more color by the colard of the dress was [Name]'s signature color, (f/c) it was a small part but even if it didn't entirely fit Lizzie's colors,she felt a fuzzy feeling that she considered and actually added it to her beautiful sewing. "Oh my!Liz you're the sweetest i love it!' [Name] ran up to Lizzie hugging her tight then picking Lizzie up twirling her around "Hahaha i'm happy to know you love it!" She giggles into her girlfriends chest

[Name] places her down taking the dress from Lizzie's hands "anything you make me I'll always be happy with" she leans down and places a gentle kiss on Lizzie's cheek leaving a kiss mark on it, she steps back "I'll change in the bathroom I'll be back, tell me if you need help with your corset and possibly help me too hehe" Lizzie nods her head giggling "okay thank you Rosette and I'll definitely hold you up on that offer~" [Name] gives a wink and walks to the bathroom with a hot face.

After several minutes [Name] comes out from the bathroom wearing the knee length dress "Hey Liz, I actually got mine on easier than usual. Did you change the design of the corset?" She tilted her head at Lizzie "yes I did, I didn't want you to be frustrated like last time-don't get me wrong I love your cute pout when you get angry or frustrated but I figured I'd change it to something more simpler" she turns around showing her's "I did it for mine as well so we'd match more" Lizzie turns back to face [Name] smiling

[Name] smiled back stepping closer she takes Lizzie's hand and walks up the the tall mirror, the two stood in front of it as they look contently at their matching dresses, lizzie had made two knee length red & black checker print with a small train at the back that covered the butt, with white lace ruffles on the inside looking out, a heart shape backless at the back that was covered somewhat with a sheer white mesh.

[Name] those a pose for fun and Lizzie follows along with her own, the two make a few more poses for fun giggling while doing so "looking good Liz~" [Name] looks at her in the mirror smirking "not as good as you rosette~" Lizzie wraps her arms around [Name]'s waist snuggling into her bosom " so squishy" making the (h/c) girl laugh

[Name] placed her hand on top of lizzie head and petted her hair gently "hmmm alright Liz as much as I love you snuggling into me,we should get going even if I'm a little nervous to meet your mom" [Name] confessed as she grabbed onto Lizzie with her left arm, squeezing her hip to ground herself from the the dreaded thought of "what if'

What if her mom didn't think she was good enough for Lizzie or what if she would make them break up because [Name]'s fairytale was a more lower status than her girlfriend what if-

"Hey! Snap out of it [Name]" Lizzie shook her girlfriend minutes after she had witnessed her stop all movements staying quiet as she silently contemplated every single thing she had to do right.

So Lizzie knew [Name] would over think any situation,especially meeting someone new, and since this was her mother [Name] was gonna meet she guessed this would happen. Lizzie grabbed [Name]'s hand and placed it on her soft fair cheek "it'll be alright rosette,she'll love you I just know it" Lizzie looked at her girlfriend with reassuring eyes and a squeeze on her hand

[Name] gives her a small smile and nod "your right i-i'm sorry I was over thinking even though I shouldn't, everything will be fine" she took a deep breath in and out "all fine"

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Lizzie and [Name] walk through the thick woods, sounds of the woodland creatures are heard from all directions. As the couple strutted on top the soft wet grass hand in hand they soon found themselves in front of a well. "Ready?" Lizzie asked "I think so" [Name] smiled sheepishly,

Lizzie went in first having her legs inside sitting,then takes her girlfriends hand and have her sit next to her both their legs inside and then with a push the two fall down down down the well

"Oof-" [Name] mutters as she lands on her butt and Lizzie lands perfectly "why did you land so elegantly?" Lizzie turns to her with a smug look "Natural talent,rosette" she says as she flips her hair " okay" [Name] says rolling her eyes as she gets up and dust herself off, Lizzie walks in front of her and mirrors her movements gently wiping off [Name]'s dress from the remaining dust.

"Thanks love" she gives Lizzie a kiss on the cheek, then grabs her hand "now lead the way love" and Lizzie does so

The two walk along a twisty path and they continue on through another forest but more wild than the one before "uhhh are you sure this is safe?" Lizzie nods "yup don't worry it's just a small part we have to go through just up ahead is the exit"

"Phew glad we got out of there love, I was getting chills!" [Name] exclaimed, rubbing her arms for emphasis, "oh come on it wasn't that bad" [Name] gave her a look "I mean- yes me too rosette!" Lizzie sighed once her girlfriend stopped and looked at their surroundings in awe "quite pretty isn't?" The (h/c)nette nodded and said "very in it's own crazy way..kinda like you"

"What do you mean?" Lizzie asked with a hint of curiosity "well your very pretty but there's this essences to you that's just so you..like a specific smell or sound that no one else can replicate cause it already is it's own thing, you are YOU but unlike anyone I've met and wonderland is something on it's own that can't be change just accepted with it's uniqueness and quirks" Lizzie stared starstruck at her girlfriends sudden poetic rant;her heart fluttering violently as if it was the first day they had held hands and shared a soft kiss on the cheek.

Lizzie hit her girlfriend's arm "Hey! What's that for?!" She didn't reply, just stood there with her cheeks red for a moment,then slamming her body into [Name], hiding her flustered face in the crock of the girl's neck which was hard since Lizzie had to get up on her tippy toes to do so.

"Hmpp" lizzie huffed making the (h/c)nette giggle "come on love we have to get there before the sun sets as much as i'd like to delay i don't wanna get lost in the dark" [Name] grabs shoulder and parts her away from her body making the stubborn princess groan in discontent but she eases and nods her head "your right rosette, let's go" she grabs her girlfriends hand and they continue their journey to the red queen's castle

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Arriving at the gates of the castle they are let in by the guards quickly, Lizzie holds [Name]'s hand and squeezes it as they get to the queen's throne room

"Lizze there you are ,finally you have arrived and with your girlfriend you told me so much about it!" She's rather loud but it was to be expected, [Name] bows out of respect "it's a true honor to be meeting your majesty" you stay in that position "rise my child!" You do and take once again Lizzie's hand, the queen stands up from her throne walking down to meet the two, the queen looks at the two of you with a poker face expression then turns to lizzie ``do you truly love her?" Lizzie confidentiality says 'yes'

"Does she treat you right?" Lizzie replies "yes she does,even when I can be too much" the queen hums "does she treat YOU right?" She turns to you "yes she does,always looking out for me and if alright at any given time" you smile knowing it's true.

"Well then" the queen steps closer to the two of you "Welcome to the family!" She hugs you tightly, laughing happily that her daughter had found the right person to not only love but possibly rule with her only daughter. She would be fine with it since now that she saw you and spoke to you, she knew you were worthy of her daughter and her respect for your honesty.

"Will you be staying for dinner?" The queen asked "will you be staying forever?!" The white rabbit shouted, [Name] laughed as her girlfriends face became bright red "Hahaha yeah I'm definitely staying!" She holds Lizzie by the waist and kisses her temple, the queen squeals "Oh we need a photo of the two of you- Scratch that portrait!" She runs to get the painter Wait Mother no, not now we just got here! AND I'M HUNGRY'' she shouts but it goes to deaf ears

"Love we could just sneak into the kitchen real quick and get you some tarts'' Lizzie lights up "oh right! I can't believe you remember, there are always tarts in the kitchen-Come on let's go before she comes back!!" she grabs your hand and makes a run for it, the two giggling as you make your way there.

Guess your worries were for not, thank goodness.

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Hope you like this one! I really liked making this one and hope you don't mind Lizzie is shorter than [Name] I just thought small angry gf x tall calm gf

I feel like the queen may be ooc but idk I like what I did for her questions for the couple

#ever after high x reader #ever after high #ever after high fanfic #ever after high imagine #fem x fem #x female y/n #x female reader #x reader fanfiction #fanfiction #character x reader #request box #character x you

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audie430 · 2 years ago

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BSD guys comfort you when you feel down

ft. dazai, chuuya, ranpo, atsushi

Hello beautiful! I hope you're doing well :) in honor of bungou stray dogs season 4, here are some new headcanons. I'm writing some hurt-comfort/fluff once more bc I'm a sucker for it and I'm ready for the year to be over already (only 10 days in haha💀).

Chuuya Nakahara

lmao fiesty boi

more spicy than takis

anyways

this shawty is a busy man, he has lots of work to always do so it would take him a few days to realize you're in a funk

I think he would figure out when he comes home for dinner and you arent as expressive as you usually are

he fell in love w you for how pure and adorable you areeee😭😭💕

he would ask what youre preparing for dinner and you'd answer w smth like "sigh, whatever you want. Or take out."

This boy loves your food, even if you suck at cooking

He sees you on the couch scrolling through your phone, seeing your unhappy expression

"Hey y/n.. whats wrong?"

"Hm? oh nothing, Im fine"

GIRLIE CUT THE CRAP-

hehe jkjk unless..

he would obviously not break you bc youre like invinsible and like the biggest stone walls protect your heart from being vulnerable :/

He'll tell you he's getting chinese or smth and grab his keys to leave

but in reality he goes out to the store and buys all your fav things and the things that remind him of you

this guy is rich, he will buy you everything

Imagine him coming home w ingredients for your fav meal and an extra bag w a new teddy bear and maybe even a face mask, perfume, and a new nail polish color, or maybe matching hoodiessss

"uh chuuya, what are you doing? what's that?"

"I dont know whats burdening your sweet lil head, but darling whatever it is, just acknowledge those bad feelings and set them aside. You're so strong, but I want you to rest now. I bought you something and Im gonna be cooking your favorite tonight. Go open your gift, I'll tell you when food is done."

cue your tears

"darling?"

"..thank you bub"

he'll wrap you in his arms, rubbing your head, and drawing shapes on your back

"shhh sh sh, I'm here now"

he'll grab a chair so you can hang out w him in the kitchen while he cooks

he'll softly smile everytime your face lights up while you are opening your gifts

then you'll get to the bottom of your present

a rock?

"rocks always remind me of you, silly girl"

he was your penguin, giving you the smoothest part of earth he could find

after dinner, he'll get a bath running and join you

just innocent touches on your body to help you relax and sweet nothings to help your tired mind.

you practically become jelly in his hold

he'll carry you to bed, rub your back some more

all the head kisses in the world from chuuya ofc

"sleep well, little lamb"

Osamu Dazai

im simping all over again, pls let me drown w him

i wanna cuddle and watch disney movies pls😩

depression who

this man knows the dark side, he has always had to protect himself from others

until he met you anyways

Lets say yall have been together for about 8-9 ish months. You both have opened up about your lives, but ofc not everything

Your past rises to the surface, whatever it is: its a bad memory and you break down

Im gonna say you found smth triggering while you scrolled through your cell phone

You were taking a sip of water when it happened and it caused your hand to slip

glass broken everywhere; the sound was loud and made your mind fuzzy

You couldnt move

"Dearest, i'm homeeeee🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻"

literally not rn dazai-

anyway, his eyes widen. there you are on the brink of collapse

your knees are physically trembling, eyes watering and foggy

you couldnt even process dazai being there, did you even know he was there?

"y/n.. dont. move. I'll pick up the glass"

he needs to make your surroundings are safe before he can assess what the hell actually happened here

you answer him with a whimper, still trembling

he quickly sweeps the glass closest to you so he can grab your hand. you flinch but allow the touch otherwise so he can set you down

youre sitting on the floor while he picks up the rest of the glass

once he tosses the glass out into the bin, you couldnt hold it in as you started bawling

dazai quickly comes to you, he kneels in front of you trying to get your attention

thankfully you look at him and reach for him

he gently manuvers you onto his lap and allows you to curl into him

"o-osamu, I cant anymore, it.. it hurts"

the detecrive wont say anything more than a few short comforting whisperings and shushing you while he plays with your hair and gives your head a few kisses

he'll wait to move from the floor when you can breathe, and if you need a little guidance, he will see to it

"y/n, look at the palm of my hand. When we breathe in, you're gonna slowly trace all my fingers starting with my thumb, okay? You're gonna do the same thing when we breathe out. Go from the middle of my palm to the thumb, alllll the way to my pinky, can my lovely do that? here, lets do it together."

And slowly you inhale, you tickle his fingers when you trace the base of each of them up to his fingertips, then go back down to meet the following finger. You make your way back to his thumb and you exhale as you repeat the action all over again.

he'll pick your body up against his and he'll cuddle you in bed until you fall asleep

"my sweet girl, you did so well. I love you, have sweet dreams. I'll join you soon."

And when you wake up, you'll be met with your fav take out and a new spft blanket that was just in the dryer

Ranpo Edogawa

how did this man realize his feelings for you? or do you just taste like chocolate?

you knew coming into this relationship would be difficult

he's a literal child at 26

You or someone else will have to tell ranpo that you arent doing so great

in this scenario, we're gonna say someone else

kunikida: "hey ranpo, whats going on with y/n lately?"

"its probably their time of the month"

👊🏻💥

he's clueless until he puts on those glasses istg

he'll give you a glance and realize you're basically sulking

your shoulders look stiff, you have bags under your eyes, you look shaky, but not sick?

he put on his glasses and it all literally clicked

"ohh so thats what it is"

"uh ranpo who are you talking to?"

"not right now astushi, youll understand when youre older"

if yall are still at work when he gets the time to start a conversation with you, he will give you a snack of your choosing

and yes he will pout

"huh you want that one?! ahh, okay.."

and then youll quickly excuse yourself to do more work to rid yourself of your negative thoughts

youll drive ranpo and yourself home. you slump on the couch, your eyes watering. You are so tired

Ranpo will sit next to you and harshly pull you into his side to kiss your head before laying your head on his lap

"I dont like it when your sad, and I'm not good with nice words, but I can listen so spit it out so I can make you feel better."

he'll hold you all night, however you'd like

and if you rant thats up to you

just know that he is right there and you're in this together♥︎

Atsushi Nakajima

rawr

he's a sweet lil angel and will do ANYTHING to make you smile

"uhm y/n, i'll turn into a tiger for you"

"hey y/n just wanted to let you know that I did the dishes!"

"hey sweetie! do you wanna cuddle, maybe?"

^his love language is def shown through actions so he will either hold you or help you through most of your chores

it all started at the beginningnof the week, you were not feeling it

it was rainy and you were exhausted: it was only monday

you both had off work and it was pouring out, so you were stuck at home

atsushi said he would start w the chores but you didnt think he meant yours too

the whole apartment was tidy and he was even making you your fav sandwhich

he even turned on your fav show before giving you lunch

he sat next to you and pulled your feet into his lap

when he was done your sandwich, he massaged your feet and ankles and even kissed your toes to make you laugh

dw, you were wearing socks

affer eating and your episode finished, atsushi decided to pull out your record player and play your fav songs

*imagine enchanted by ts playing while he spun you in the living room🥺

"ahh, atsu! hahah"

it was.. enchanting to meet you

"oh princess, you make me wonder what I did just to have you in my life"

"I love you so much, let me take care of you today, and everyday after that."

"I want to watch you walk down the aisle in a pretty white dress"

he rlly simps for you, hard

astushi will spoil you the rest of the day with lingering soft touches, give you an early present that he was saving for your birthday, make dinner too

he would run you a bath and let you borrow his favorite hoodie and blush when you smell him on it

youre so tiny in his hoodies😭😭 he absolutely adores it

and he hopes that he can forever make you smile

"I never want to be the reason to make you cry, rest now. I'll protect you tonight. Every night, I promise" *kiss

oml look yall I did it, i wrote fanfiction. I hope yall have a great new year! dont forget to give me some ideas for work in the future, I will love yout input! have a lovely day, gorgeous :)

#bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs #osamu dazai #atsushi nakajima #ranpo edogawa #bungou stray dogs ranpo #edogawa ranpo imagines #osamu dazai icons #chuuyabsd #chuuya supremacy #chuuya fluff #bungou stray dogs chuuya

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baraqi · 3 years ago

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enha’s reaction to a s/o who loves plushies

this has been marinating in my drafts n i just finished it so here’s some fluff

heeseung

loves ittt. prolly would give u his if he was cleaning out his things and finds one he can do without but wants it to go to a special home. bc who would take care of them better than his own special girl/boy? which then ends up being ur favorite and taking a spot on ur bed like a king. and it makes his heart all fuzzy seeing u fall asleep with it in ur arms or treating it so gently. almost jealous bc he wants to cuddle u while u sleep :’). so he’ll carefully move it up so it’s still in ur reach but allowing him to slip next to u n gives u a kiss on ur forehead while u snuggle into his chest.

jay

thinks it’s adorable. knows all of their names, where u got them, which ones u sleep with most, he’s got this shit DOWN. starts to have his own favorites too. if ur watching movies or smth u both grab one or a few to keep alongside. “nono i need stitch i always have him🙄” and would buy a lot of the bigger ones/ones that can be used as cushions too (he’s the poster boy of the bf who stops at nothing to win a big plushie for his s/o). sometimes if he wants to kiss u he turns the ones near him around bc “how can i focus on kissing you while hello kitty’s eyes are burning into my skull” “jay i doubt she cares who’s she gonna tell with no mouth?” “you seen how toy story works!”

jake

when he sees ur room, u look at him for his reaction, expecting his eyes to widen or a perplexed “woah” or smth. he just looks around and goes “hehe cute” and pats ur head. wouldn’t say anything else abt it. he had come by to help u study so u guys would do that for a while until u excuse urself to go to the bathroom. he’d sit there for a second just fidgeting a bit until he looks at a lil dog one that was on the chair. he holds it n just looks at it, smiling at the little name “jake” on the back of its collar. u come back and u feel ur cheeks grow hot bc u never told him abt that. “is this lil guy named after me?” “sorry if it’s weird-” “no i like it! he’s cute. his fur’s the same color as my hair too!” would buy u mainly dog ones bc cmon he’s a dog person. you’d probably have a special spot where u keep the ones he’s given u. refers to them as u guys’ kids. “this family of ours is getting large, jakey.” “get a bigger couch then because we’re not disowning them🙄.”

sunghoon

he doesn’t get it 100% but still likes how they make u happy, so he’s happy too. if he’s over ur place and absentmindedly tossing a small one back and forth in his hands you’ll whine at him to stop bc “you’re hurting his feelings i bet he’s getting dizzy” “love, he can’t feel dizziness” u ruffle his hair and he laughs. he’d point around ur room asking their names and where u got them bc he loves seeing u talk abt smth you’re passionate about. in the middle of ur sentence he’ll lean in to kiss u softly on ur lips bc he thinks u look so cute going on and on. when u both pull away he laughs at ur astounded face n tells u to finish ur story.

sunoo

he’d love it idc. idk if he actually does but i feel it in my spirit he has his fair share at home. brings one or two if he’s staying over once he finds out so they can “get to know each other.”

“if tokki doesn’t get along with them i’m afraid this relationship will not work🙄”/j. another one who does that thing where he makes the plushies kiss u even if u find it cringey.

if he’s out and sees one that reminds him of u or that you’ve talked abt, he’ll buy it without a second thought. he loves being able to add to ur lil collection. he’ll come home like “i have a present for you close your eyes and hold out your hands (⌒▽⌒)” so u do and u feel smth soft placed in ur hands. u open ur eyes and smile at the plush fox u hold in front of u. “aaa thank you sunny thank you thank you!” u say in excitement as u bring him in for a big hug, his face breaking out in a bright smile. and idk if they’re in korea but build a bear dates with him☹️☹️

jungwon

found it a lil odd/didn’t see the appeal at first but quickly grew used to it bc he loves u ofc. it’d take more than some stuffed bears to change his view of u. ur not hurting anyone and it makes u happy so who is he to judge? would buy u one sometimes for special occasions or just because. if u name one after him he’d be so smiley and honored bc wow! ur thing that u love and u want him to be a part of it! dimples out n all.

niki

it was his first time over ur house. u guys go into ur room and the first thing he notices is a few on ur bed and a bunch others scattered around the room. “friends of yours?” he nods towards a couple on the chair. u laugh “sorry if it’s weird.” he reassures u that it’s not. ik he’s got that curious george one so if he sleeps over he brings him so u don’t feel awkward being the only one sleeping with one. he’d poke fun at u a lil bit sometimes, or hold one above ur head so u can’t reach to see u pout n whine at him to give it back, but at the end of the day, he thinks it’s super cute n loves all the things that make u happy!

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library-of-ohara · 3 years ago

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anon says—

Hey! Thank you so much for the fun event, good luck with it! 🎡 Can I request headcanons or drabbles about Smoker, Rosinante and Shanks and how they would react to their s/o gifting them flowers? Just something fluff. I think they haven't received many flowers in their life before and they deserve it 🥺 Thank you so much, I am excited to see who will pick up the request. Some of you are my favourite authors and I'm sure others will become so, too!

ooooh my gosh this is SUCH a cute request, I really love it! I hope you don't mind that I did just a drabble for Rosinante! (maybe another author is picking this request up also hehe) I ended up changing the prompt.. a little. It's not s/o reader but you get a very cute confession to make up for it ; w ; —💋 Ace @missallsundaes

cw | injury mention, hospitals, nurses wc | 797

You clenched the flowers in your hand, the paper wrapped around them crinkling as you held them close to your chest, your heart thumping hard as you walked up the steps of the hospital. He was just your friend, your teammate.. You were just visiting an injured friend. You kept telling yourself, head fuzzy when you thought about his smile, his silly little hand gestures as he talked to you. A friend, a friend, a friend. You didn’t have feelings for him, not the burning oppressive weight of a crush that made your stomach do flips when he said your name…

You stopped off at the front desk, smiling at the nurse and getting the number for his room, flowers in one hand, a little tightly wrapped lunch box in the other as you trudged up the steps to his floor, pushing all the thoughts away. This wasn’t a bad idea, it was just.. A gift! To show you cared about him.

You knocked on the door, opening it a crack, “Rosinante?” You said, with a hopeful tone in your voice and a smile on your face, “It’s me, I came to visit.”

You looked at him, leg propped up and wrapped with a cast, coming into the room as he looked up, brandishing the flowers in front of you, “These are for you.” You said firmly, swallowing hard and wishing it was the floor swallowing you up from your nerves.

His jaw dropped, looking shocked at you as if you had offered him a handful of snakes instead of a bouquet of flowers. He pointed at himself, then the flowers, and then himself.

“For.. Me?”

You nodded, feeling the heat on your cheeks as blush snuck into them. “Th-they’re to make you feel better. A get well present.” You affirmed again, passing them over to him.

He took them, the light from the window bouncing the bright colors of purples and pinks onto his face from the refracted light. He smiled brightly, lighting up the room more than the afternoon sun that filtered through the open windows. You could swear the only thing was your heartbeat as you smiled back at him, lost in the glimmer of him.

“Thank you, You didn’t have to do this,” He said, eyes crinkling in the corners from his smile, “I love them though. Thank you, really.” He said, his baritone voice carrying his gratitude to you like arrows of cupid through your heart.

You sat on the edge of the bed, “I made you these, also.” You said, giving him a smile as he tilted his head to see what you were doing. You unwrapped the bento, opening up the lid and showing off the hand shaped onigiri inside, “With umeboshi, it’s your favorite, right?”

He sat up, or as much as he could with his leg up in the hanging position above the bed, looking excited, “How did you remember?” He said with excitement, his fingers brushing yours as he took one of them from the box, taking a big bite out of the rice ball with a pleased smile on his face, munching on it and making pleased noises as he did so.

“I… always remember things you tell me about yourself..” You said, offhand, looking at the floor while he ate next to you, “You’re important to me.”

Rosinante stopped eating, swallowing the mouthful of rice he had been chewing, setting down the riceball gently in the box and taking it from your hand, setting it gently on the table next to the bed. He set his hand on top of yours once they were free, his larger hand marbled with scars and burn marks from his smoking habits.

“You’re important to me too.. I’m glad you’re here,” He said, lifting his other hand to brush hair off of your face, speaking quietly, like it was an admission of secrecy, “I’ve… been thinking about you a lot lately.”

Your heart had stopped. That was the only explanation to the fact that you couldn’t feel it in your ears, in your throat, banging out your chest, your face flushed with how gently he cradled your hand in his larger one, brushing his thumb gently over your knuckles, “I’m in love with you, I think.” He said softly, you looked at him now, no longer avoiding his gaze, it was your turn for your mouth to drop, watching the corner of his mouth turn up in a lopsided smile, “Is… that okay?” He said with a nervous laugh.

You nodded swiftly, speechless, squeezing his hand. Trying to gather your thoughts and squeeze out something more than a stammered noise from the pit your stomach had become competing with the swell of your heart, “I love you too, Rosinante.”

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frogtanii · 4 years ago

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“alright everyone, thank you for sticking around. please take care of yourselves and i’ll see you next time.” with a fake smile and a couple of clicks, kenma’s stream was turned off and computer powered down.

he let out a deep sigh before looking at the clock. it read 7:23am. he’d streamed all night. again. kuroo was going to have his head.

standing up with a groan, kenma ruffled his hair and adjusted his hoodie before making his way to the kitchen for an early morning drink before going to sleep for the rest of the day.

he shuffled along the wooden floors, his fuzzy kitty socks making little to no noise as he made his way to the five-star kitchen iwaizumi had managed to get for them.

kenma was a little confused as to who the kitchen was for — sure osamu used it for his videos but most nights, the house members ordered out or meiko cooked them a big dinner.

granted, he’d never actually seen meiko cook anything before but she took credit for it every time and she had no reason to lie. she was just that kind.

just the thought of meiko brought a small smile to kenma’s face. she was the one person who he felt understood him and cared for him like no other. she cleaned the house, she cooked for everyone, and she wasn’t stingy with her love.

although kenma was never one who liked sharing, he was willing to try for her. the others were equally enamored with meiko, willing to do almost anything for her and he didn’t blame them. the only thing was, he hadn’t hung out with her in so long and judging by the murmurs throughout the house, no one else had either.

oh well. he just needed to get her alone and ask if she wanted to watch him stream. he would ask if she wanted to actually play with him but she hated video games and would throw a fit if he asked so instead he would play and she would sit on his bed on her phone.

as much as kenma would’ve liked for his s/o to have something in common with him, he knew beggars couldn’t exactly be choosers — meiko reminded him of that fact every time he bothered requesting that they did something he wanted to do for date night.

the more his mind raced, the further his smile dropped as his eyebrows furrowed in disappointment. he knew she was busy but would it kill her to spend just a little time with him? was he really that disgusting? that repulsive?

kenma was jolted out of his thoughts at the sound of atsumu’s loud voice echoing throughout the kitchen. his golden eyes narrowed in suspicion — atsumu was never up early unless he was planning a prank which immediately put kenma on defense.

that was until he heard a light snort coming from room that he knew couldn’t have come from anyone but you.

slowly, kenma scooted forward to peek around the corner where his eyes met a scene that made his stomach churn and his heart twist in his chest.

you were dressed in some kind of apron and fluffy skirt combination while making a pot of really expensive coffee as atsumu hovered around you, teasing you clad in a massive hoodie (looked like samucooks merch) and gray sweats.

“tsum, leave me alone!” you laughed, shoving him out the way with your hip, skating around the kitchen as though you’d been in there thousands of times before.

that left kenma furrowing his brows in confusion. meiko always said you never cooked so why did you know exactly where the creme and sugar was? not even meiko remembered that but she played it off as her being a little forgetful. (would she lie?)

“go to bed atsumu,” your playful voice brought kenma back into the present, his golden eyes peeping you giving the blonde miya a tight hug and a slap on the butt, sending him back up the stairs and to his room.

kenma couldn’t help the feeling of jealousy that crept up his spine. he wanted this with meiko — a clearly loving but playful relationship where both parties were open with their affection for one another. he had no idea if you and atsumu were actually dating but your relationship was something he aspired to have.

“kenma?” god, kenma needed to stop getting lost in his thoughts, your hesitant voice pulling him out the shadows. you gave him a soft smile before waving him over to which he tentatively obliged.

he kept his distance from you, meiko’s warnings ringing throughout his brain as he took a seat at the counter across from you.

kenma noticed how your smile dropped a little at the corners at his blatant avoidance but you quickly plastered on a fake one, moving to pull out a cup and pour him his favorite sleepytime concoction of akaashi’s special chamomile tea and 4.5 drops of melatonin.

when he sent you a look of distrust, you just shrugged, saying, “i know what everyone drinks,” before turning back to pour your own thermos full of coffee.

he watched you as you worked, not missing the tenseness of your shoulders at his presence but you never once alluded that you wanted him gone.

kenma supposed that’s what gave him the confidence to ask, “do you make coffee every morning?” his voice was gravelly with the lack of sleep but you paid it no mind. “pretty much. i usually need this cup to get through the day at work and then recording at home.” you waved your colorful cup in the air for emphasis.

“work?” you nodded. “yeah, i work at the gaming cafe by the university? i have to wear cat ears but it pays pretty decently.” heat flooded through kenma’s cheeks as he briefly imagined you decked out in a full cat-maid outfit before shaking his head, guilt oozing from his pores. (he belonged to meiko...)

the room fell silent after that, the only sounds being kenma’s small sips of his tea and your brewing of another pot of coffee to leave for the house.

“ah shit, i gotta go. i guess i’ll... see you later?” you asked awkwardly while pulling a cardigan over your apron and skirt uniform. kenma just nodded, watching you race out the door to catch the bus to work.

finishing off his mug, he placed it in the sink, his blush back in full force as he realized what you had absentmindedly done — kenma had never told you he’d been up all night and was in need of sleeping assistance but yet you prepared him exactly what he’d needed.

kenma knew for sure that meiko had no idea about his insomnia and his favorite remedy and he didn’t know if that made him feel better or worse. he wouldn’t want to worry her but a part of him wished she cared enough to know. (but that was selfish... don’t be selfish kenma...)

staring at the base of the sink, he smiled to himself at the thought of your kind words and careful hands before physically shaking the thoughts off.

no. he was with meiko and he was happy (was he?). but that didn’t mean he couldn’t just say...

“thank you.”

℗ poker face

a crack in the facade

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redheadsinmybed · 4 years ago

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Slipping

Little reader, caregiver/little story

Wanda x Natasha x Reader

Summary: Reader hasn’t dropped in a while. What happens when reader finally drops???

Notes: Sorry this took so long, hehe my bad. Hope you enjoy! :)

You hadn’t dropped in a while. Like a few months, you just couldn't seem to get in the mindset no matter how hard you tried. Wanda and Natasha have been worried about you since the second week. Natasha and Wanda had tried everything they could to get you to drop, from calling you ‘baby girl’ to trying to get you to play with Steve,Tony, and Clint when they were little. They even brought you to every kids section in every store they could find. But you just weren’t feeling it.

Currently you were in your room feeling down, wanting so badly to be in your little state, but not being able to.

“Hey baby,” Natasha comes in and sits down on the bed next to you.

“Wanda is in the kitchen baby, you want to go meet her?”

“Yeah, I guess,” You say with no enthusiasm. Natasha gets up and holds her hand out for you. You grab it and make your way to the kitchen where Wanda is waiting for you.

“Hi baby!” Wanda says happily. You smile at her before your attention is drawn to something else. You spot a baby bottle sitting on the counter.

Suddenly your mind goes fuzzy.

“Ma-ma” You say sucking on your thumb.

“Hi baby girl,” Wanda says smiling at Natasha. You make grabby hands at Natasha, and when she doesn’t immediately pick you up you start to cry.

“Baby don’t cry, it’s okay i’ve got you.” Natasha says as she picks you up. Natasha cups your face, using the pad of her thumb she wipes your tears away. You lay your head on her chest as you continue to suck on your thumb. Wanda looks at Natasha puzzled, you usually didn’t suck on your thumb unless you were really sleepy or weren’t feeling okay.

“Baby girl, are you feeling okay,” Wanda asks as she brushes the hair out of your eyes.

“Pe-pe,” You say back shyly. Seconds later Natasha feels wetness on her arm where she is holding you.

“Baby girl?” Natasha says, your cheeks get a rosy red. You hide your head in her chest and whine.

“Okay baby, let’s go get you cleaned up,” Natasha says you don’t lift your head out of your hiding spot. Natasha gives Wanda a worried look. You’ve only ever done that when you were really scared. Wanda calls Pepper, her having been a caregiver way longer than her.

“Hey Pepper it’s Wanda, I need help with something.” Wanda says over the phone while Natasha washes you off.

“Yeah so Y/N finally dropped,” Wanda waits as Pepper speaks to her on the other end.

“Yeah it’s really great, except something is different, she’s not acting like she usually does. She had an accident and has been sucking her thumb, the only words she has said have been ‘Mama’ and ‘pepe’.”

“Oh, really?”

“Okay perfect, thank you so much,” Wanda says hanging up seconds later.

“Okay so Pepper said that Y/N might be in a littler head space than she usually is in because she hasn’t dropped in so long. She said by the way she hasn’t talked much that she’s about 8 months old, or around there.” You just sit there sucking your thumb. You make grabby hands at Natasha wanting her to hold you again.

“So she’s just a baby now?” Natasha asks as she picks you up.

“Yeah, I guess she didn’t say how long it would last, but she guessed it would take a while at least for her to change back into her normal little state.”

“Do you think we should get some supplies? We aren’t really prepared for a baby-baby,” Natasha says.

“Yeah you want to go to the store?” Wanda says.

“Yeah, should we leave her here?” Wanda suggests. looking at you.

“Baby do you want to go with Mama and I or stay here?”

“Ma-ma” You say happily.

“I guess she’s going,” Natasha says. You three make your way down to the car while Wanda makes a list of stuff you’ll need.

“Okay so I have dippers, a pacifier, and baby food. Anything else I'm missing?” Wanda asks.

“No I think that’s good,” Natasha says.

“Baby girl you’re gonna have to have Mama hold you,” Natasha says

“Ma-ma,” Is all you say in response. Natasha hands you over to Wanda and you two get in the back seat. Wanda knows it isn’t safe but she doesn’t want to upset you, so you sit on top of her facing her.

“We’re here baby,” Wanda says.

“Ma-me” You say back wanting to be back in her arms. Natasha picks you up and off from Wanda and into her. Walking up to the store Wanda grabs a cart.

“Okay baby girl, Mommy is going to set you in her okay?” Natasha asks. You look up at her with big eyes when she sets you in the cart. You sit there just staring at her before you deem that it’s okay. You get to look at Mommy and Mama while they shop and roll you around, and you're just fine with that.

Wanda and Natasha wander down some isles looking for the various items they need. They get the diapers and the baby food. You absolutely hate green beans with a passion so they avoided getting that for you.

When you arrived in the baby toys and activities section they stopped so you were right in front of the pacifiers. You take a second to take it all in. There was every color you could ever think of, and some of them had animals on them.

Wanda and Natasha pick out some that they think you might like.

“Hey baby girl look, this one has a koala on it,” Wanda says holding up the koala pacifier so you can see. You pout and look around.

“Bun-bun?” You ask.

“Baby girl Bunny is at home,” Wanda says to you. You stop looking around and your eyes start to fill with tears.

“Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay baby girl. I got her right here.” Natasha says as she takes out your stuffed koala from her bag.

“Bun-bun!” You say happily. Hugging her tightly to your chest.

“I brought it just in case.”

“Aren’t you mother of the day?” Wanda says with a smile.

“Well I just thought she might want it.”

“Well you thought right.” You spot a lime green pacifier as they talk to each other. You make grabby hands at it and whine when you can’t reach it. Natasha and Wanda finally look over. Wanda seeing you trying to grab a green pacifier.

“You like this one baby?” She says as she hands it to you. Your eyes widen instantly.

“I think we found a winner,” Natasha chuckles.

“Are you ready to go home baby?” Wanda asks. Still infatuated with your new pacifier you nod your head.

When you get to the check out lane Wanda has to take the pacifier from you so the check out lady can scan it. Wanda tries to take the pacifier until you yelp at her.

“Baby girl, Mama needs that for a minute, then i'll give it right back okay?” Wanda says as she takes the pacifier out of your hands. Your bottom lip wobbles and you start to cry. You cry and cry, and then finally the screams come. High pitched screams that could make people's ears bleed.

“Wanda. Give. It. Back.” Natasha says with worry and fear.

“Hey baby, here look.” Wanda tries to calm you down and give you your pacifier back, but it doesn't work and you scream louder. Natasha wheels you out of the store and Wanda follows behind.

Natasha thinks back to something she read.

When a baby is having a fit, they most likely just want someone to comfort them.

Natasha picks up your screaming flailing body and holds you tight to her in a Thor hug.

“Shhhh baby, it’s okay. Mommy’s right here.” You fight against her for a while until you can’t anymore. You finally relax against her breathing heavily with tears still streaming down your face.

“That’s it baby, Mama and Mommy are right here,” Natasha coos at you. Finally you’re just a big mess of sniffles. Wanda puts all the things into the car and brings the pacifier and Bunny into the back seat with her. Natasha put you in the back with Wanda and you snuggled up into her holding Bunny.

“Here baby, you want this?” Wanda says opening the package and getting the green pacifier out. You nod sleepily and she puts the pacifier up to your lips. You take it into your mouth taking a timid suck. You decide that it’s good and continue sucking on it. Snuggled into Mama with Bunny you feel warm and safe. Closing your eyes you fall asleep.

When you wake up you're still in your little baby state and you're hungry. Wanda is holding you, but she’s asleep.

“Ma-ma?”

“Ma-ma, ma-ma” Finally she starts to wake up.

“Well hi baby girl,” She says with a sleepy smile. She hears your stomach growl back at her.

“You hungry baby?” Again your stomach answers her.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” She says with a chuckle. She gets out of bed and picks you up. Wanda carries you downstairs where the bottle from earlier is still sitting on the counter. You point to it and look back up at Wanda. Wanda picks up the bottle and sits down on the couch with you. She was just going to give you the bottle when she remembered that you were a 8 month year old instead of your usually 3 year old.

Wanda holds the bottle up to your mouth and you wrap your hand around it. Taking into your mouth you suck on it eagerly. You look up at Mama to see her smiling down at you. She brushes the hair out of your face. You smile back up to her through the nipple of the bottle. You empty the bottle in less than 5 minutes. You see Tasha come in and she sits next to you. Wanda gets up and refills the bottle for you. When she comes back she sees that Natasha has taken her place.

“Here you go,” She says, handing the bottle to Nat. Mommy feeds you and after your done you sit up.

“I love you,” you say, surprising both of them.

“Baby girl?” Natasha asks.

“Hi Mommy.”

#little reader #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x natasha x reader #wanda maximoff x you #natasha x you #natasha x reader #wanda x natasha #loving a little #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #female reader #caregiver #little space

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that-foul-legacy-lover · 4 years ago

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I almost cried during that angst story, you did an amazing job and I am jealous of your skills-

…maybe a part 2 comfort story because cliffhangers kill me fhgjgjrjjf,,,,, and, I hope ur requests aren’t piling up too much,I don’t want you to be stressed about it!

The happiness can’t find me now 🤠

-💃

hehe that was my MASTER PLAN hurt you with angst so you'd request comfort!!! >:D /j i'm very glad you liked it, i had fun writing it!! please don't cry tho :(( anyone who wants to read Part One can find it here!!: A Fool ~ * ~ Wake Up (Part Two to "A Fool") Foul Legacy Childe x Reader Gender Neutral (pronouns not mentioned) Hurt/Comfort Warnings: Descriptions of pain, allusions to death and injuries, blood, bandages, hospitals, painful memories, crying ~ * ~

It’s dark here. Everything is faded, colors bleeding out from spite and sorrow. But you can’t place any of the shapes- instead, it’s like seeing static that’s barely visible. You can’t focus at all, but you know that your eyes are closed. Even in this suspended dream world, you need to wake up. The process of regaining thoughts and piecing them together is slow and dreamlike, as colors join the shifting smoke of your mind to add questions and answers. Where are you? What happened? Why are you asleep? Can you wake up? The answer to almost all your questions is simple: you don’t know. Except the last one. ‘Can you wake up?’ No. At least not yet. You don’t want to wake up either. It’s comforting here. Peaceful. You’re sure something awful happened, but you can’t quite place your finger on what. So you stay asleep, too tired to open your eyes. More color fills your unfocused vision, and then light joins it. It’s dim and silver, like the moon, and when it lands on you your skin warms. Texture is next to return, the feeling of soft blankets over your body, but also of sturdy bandages and dried blood- and the taste of it in your mouth. You remember the sticky, chilling sensation of blood rolling down your face and onto your cheek, and its metallic tang as you spat it out. You shiver. You don’t want to remember, but the thought of it sticks in your brain. You feel pins and needles in your arms and legs- little sticks jabbing lightly at your skin, over and over again, signifying that you haven’t moved in quite some time. You try to shift them to get more comfortable, but they’re still too numb, and stubbornly remain still like dead logs. The dim light from before shines brighter, and you begin to hear the indistinct chatter of people outside, the signature sound of Liyue Harbor at midday as people get lunch and haggle at shops. The room you’re in is quiet, but your ears still pick up voices talking about medicinal prescriptions. Ah. You must be at Bubu Pharmacy- something usually not out of the ordinary, as Dr. Baizhu was a good friend of yours, but normally you didn’t end up in what you assumed was one of their hospital beds. You strain your ears a bit more, and a low, rumbling purr filters through the noise outside. Is there a cat with you? No- cats’ purrs aren’t nearly that deep- Your eyes open slowly, feeling sticky and gritty, and you wonder if some blood dried on your eyelids as well. Your vision flashes fuzzy as the light shines, before you adjust and look around. Indeed, you are in Bubu Pharmacy, laying on a bed with pristine white sheets. You wonder how many blankets they had to go through before you stopped bleeding, and you shudder. Your ears hone in on the peculiar purring again, originating from your right. Carefully, you tilt your head just enough to glance across your shoulder. Ah, it’s him. Your darling moth monster, kneeling by your bedside. He’s asleep, almost as deeply as you were, with his head on his hands. Yet he’s still positioned himself ever-so-carefully, so he won’t prod you with his horns. You blink, eyes shining with affection, and reach out to pet his hair. But you’re abruptly stopped when pain shoots up your back and you fall back with a gasp, spine aching. Your gasp jolts Childe awake, and he stares at you, as if registering the sight of you conscious . Then he leaps up, chittering and clicking at a rapid pace as he scoots onto your bed in an effort to get harmlessly closer to you. Handling you like glass, he helps you sit up and takes your hands, bringing them to his face and nuzzling into your palms. You chuckle at his actions then wince as your lungs sting with pain. He whines worriedly, but you simply give him a soft smile. You remember now- the Fatui agent, his blades, your injuries- but you also remember the feeling of someone cradling you in their arms as they wept over you. Childe’s noises of distress fade upon seeing your smile, and he leans in to press his forehead to yours. You sit as he nudges his face against your cheek, and you realize he’s trembling. He was scared. Scared that you would never wake up, scared that you would die in your sleep, scared that you would leave him alone again. You gently take your hands from him and give him the biggest hug you can manage in your injured state, tracing the edges of the armor in between his wings. He sets his head on your shoulder, and something wet seeps into your shirt as he silently cries. But his shivering slows until he’s still, and he hesitantly wraps his arms around you to return the hug. Drowsiness begins to creep up on you, and your eyelids begin to droop again. Childe yelps in alarm when he realizes you’re dozing off, but you simply hug him tighter and snuggle into his chest. You feel him pause, then shift slightly. Something cool and soft lays itself over your body, and you vaguely register that he’s laid one of his wings across you. He drapes an arm over you as well, sharing his warmth to make sure you don’t get cold from the breeze outside. As you drift in and out of sleep, you feel a gentle vibration, and hear an equally as gentle rumbling sound, the sound of your monster lover purring, to stay by your side even as you sleep. And when Baizhu walks back into the room, he sees Childe, curled around you, and the slight, content smile on your face.

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honeymoos · 3 years ago

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Some asks ^^

Monster High: I’ve never seen g2. What makes Frankie stand out to you?

Ever After High: If you were a student, what would your fairytale be? Would you be a royal or a rebel?

Rainbow High: As a person totally new to this doll line, what specific dolls would you show me to demonstrate what you love about them?

OH OH YES OKAY I LOVE THESE THANK U SM monster high: specifically what i love about G2 is what they did with frankie’s character :) i looovveeee frankie in G1 don’t get me wrong but in g2 they’re more autistic coded imo !!! so it’s something i feel i can relate to. i like the smart science persona they give frankie as well?? it honestly just makes sense to me for frankie to be this INSANE pillar of knowledge but still is SUPER bubbly and excited to be alive !!! (being that they’re basically a new born teenager) it kinda makes em a little more dorky too and i have a soft spot for major dork characters. a lot of people hate G2 and i totally get it but it’s fun it’s own way and kinda worth checking out imo ever after high: oh GOD im not entirely sure what my fairytale would be, but i FOR SUREEEE would be a rebel, no doubt about it rainbow high: this is probably my second favorite doll line at the moment simply because the base dolls faces and structures are so so gorgeous. but if i was going to show specific dolls i would for sure show you my favorite, robin sterling: her clothes are absolutely gorgeous, i really really adore her robe, individual lacey socks, eye mask, fuzzy heels, i love it all so much but specifically her color scheme is just so to die for. something about the blue on her really just makes my brain explode ohhh my god. plus her face and hair are genuinely gorgeous. another one i would show is the shanelle shadow high doll, while they both have similar high pony tails that’s not actually the reason hehe. one i ABSOLUTELY LOVEEEEE the colors on this doll, the white streak in the hair, the blueish gray eyes, the descending gray scale on the dress, seeing this doll next to other rainbow high dolls (same w any of the shadow high dolls) just makes them look completely out of this world and edited like, its so incredibly cool to see them take on this grayscale theme and have it look THAT jaw dropping next to dolls full of color. plus her fashion pieces specifically are so well done imo and last, while i really love series 3 of rainbow high, series 4′s diversity is absolutely incredible, its really really nice to see such diverse dolls in a high fashion setting (because while barbie’s diversity is great, the fashion is not so much) the dolls in this line are just seriously stunning and so so pretty BUT THANK YOU FOR ASKING OMG THIS WAS SO FUN !!!

#moog speaks #asks

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wishhouse-in-your-soul · 2 years ago

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for the character ask game....... eileen for all of them :-D ? or just whichever you want hehe

(Rolls up sleeves)

🏳️‍🌈lgbt+ headcanon: Hell yeah she's bisexual... to be honest, I think she fluctuates a bit between bi and pan but labels herself as bi because she likes the flag's colors more

💌fluffy headcanon: She likes to bake. ☺️ I don't think she's bad at cooking--she just doesn't have much fun with it, but she thinks baking is fun and likes to bake for people. (Richard will Not Tell Her when his birthday is, much to her dismay)

💔angsty headcanon: So uuuh those traumatic memories of almost dying and limping around hellworld while getting possessed aren't going to leave particularly quickly. Her method of dealing with that trauma is self harm, namely digging her fingernails into her shoulders or arms until they draw blood.

🧸 hurt/comfort headcanon: My fetish is basically 'what if characters were sad and hugged through their trauma' and 20/21 is kinda perfect for that. >:) Also give me some tender scar touching and I become sickos.jpg

🪀silly headcanon: Unironically loves Garfield.

💤sleep headcanon: She's the big spoon >:3

✨a ship i like with this character: huh I wonder

🔪a ship i Don't like with this character: Ehhh there's nothing that I passionately hate but I only get warm fuzzies for 20/21

🎃something i think they're afraid of: Hates walking anywhere while alone in the dark u-u

📦overall feelings about them: I love her I kiss her mwah

📢favorite thing about them in canon: Archeology line! We love a woman in STEM. It's only mentioned once, sure, but that's cool...

🧨least favorite thing about them in canon: Nurse outfit, lolol. Or rather, I hate that the two female characters in the game get sexy alt outfits while Henry doesn't (I think Cynthia's worse though given her lack of screen time). If Henry had a sexy outfit too I wouldn't complain. 😤

💬favorite line they've said: One of the lines she says while following you is (something like) 'This hurts too much to be a dream, and I can see you so clearly.' and I just?? My heart?? Hug ur escort mission, Henry...

🔔unpopular opinion: I like her? dhsjfd That doesn't seem so unpopular now but it sure was a decade ago! I get frustrations with escort missions but she's sweet and since Henry's more quiet and reserved, having someone who is more talkative tagging along makes the second half of the game less repetitive.

🔊a song that reminds me of them: Admittedly, a lot of it is just that this song came out around the first time I played SH4, but Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men.

You're gone, gone, gone away I watched you disappear All that's left is a ghost of you Now we're torn, torn, torn apart There's nothing we can do Just let me go, we'll meet again soon Now wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around I'll see you when I fall asleep ...And I mean, it's a bop.

📝misc thoughts/headcanons (you can specify something not on this list or i can say whatever comes to mind first!) ...Is it canon that she's supposed to be bottom heavy because I could've sworn I read that somewhere but I haven't been able to find it again. Anyway she's a thick legged queen.

#radrezi #thanks for asking!#shhhh you didn't notice me forgetting one of those questions shhhh

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yoshkeii · 4 years ago

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𝟷𝚜𝚝 𝚆𝚒𝚜𝚑 | 𝟹𝟻𝟶+ 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝

࿐ character(s): Inumaki Toge, Nanami Kento, Yuuta Okkotsu

࿐ prompts: 1) “No no no, sorry! I just-... I honestly didn’t think you even knew my name.” 8) “That was embarrassing...” 10) “Shut up and just hold my hand.”

࿐ type: imagine

࿐ requested by: anon for my 350+ event.

⌦ sfw, fluff, soft tings

⌦ gn!reader (they/them)

⌦ ‘Hi! Congratss!! Uhm for the even may I request an imagine for the dialogue prompts 1, 8, 10 with Inumaki, Nanami, and Yuuta? Gender neutral reader btw. (Congrats again🥳)’

A/N: thank you for the congrats <3 and thank you again anon for being the first wish for my event! i was anxious if no one would participate,, but I don't know which prompt you wanted for whom so I tried to align it up with one each, if that's alright love.

𝙸𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒 / “𝚂𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍.”

Y/n and Inumaki were pretty close as they were both enrolled into the school within their first year, having to work amongst each other with him, panda, and Maki. You were slightly stronger than Inumaki so you and him often teamed up on missions and errands. Becoming an sufficient duo at the Tokyo school.

As of now, you both were on a mission in one of the busiest places in Japan. Takeshita Street. A shopping area with a long crowd that lead down its street. Standing on the side to avoid getting separate, you both were trying to figure a way out to not get split up. Only knowing if you and one other finding the curses, it would be hard to navigate through the surfing crowd.

“Getting on the roofs of these buildings will be tough.” you muttered, your gaze met up at the buildings. Some taller than your average ones. “..and they’re preeeettyyy tall.”

“Shake”, Inumaki bluntly said with a nod.

After a minute or two, the feeling of a curse began to linger closer. Making you quickly look down the moving crowd, briefly seeing the edge of the curse slip into an alleyway, leaving a faint residue of color in the air.

“Maki’ give me your hand. I see it.” you held out your gloved hands, which hid the cursed marks of your technique under. hoping to feel Inumaki’s hand onto yours, which you didn’t instead was greeted with something else.

“O-Okaka..” he softly stuttered, a blush easily seen on his light skin.

Looking over to see his expression, made you freeze for a moment. Before you blinked grabbing his hand before rushing off into the crowd.

“J-just.. shut up and h-hold my hand.” the stutter of your words made Inumaki stare at you as he was dragged behind. realizing you too acknowledged the slight feelings within that small reaction from him.

The loose grip between your palms soon tightened as he entwined his fingers with yours. Earning a fairly even flush across both of the 2nd years faces.

𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒 / “𝙽𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚗𝚘, 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢! 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝-... 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎.”

Being another Grade 1 Sorcerer that graduated from the Tokyo school, you were busy dealing with exorcising the tougher curses out there. Often traveling farther than most. You weren’t often seen around the Tokyo school’s campus so you didn’t know if anyone knew of your existence. Other than the small gathering who knew you, like Gojo and Shoko.

Coming back from a tiring trip from rural lands of the prefectures, you decided to visit the campus. While on your train ride back, Gojo had sent you a few texts.

‘hey hey hey y/n’

‘what satoru’

‘y’know your crush?’

‘I- yes satoru I do. what about him?’

‘he’s hoping to meet you!’

Almost choking on air, you covered your mouth with your sleeve to recover from the unexpected answer. Slowly regaining composure you stared at the text for a long moment.

‘How does he know about me??’

‘well a lot of people know you dummy’

‘sounds like a lie to me...’

‘being a grade 1 sorcerer your name often gets thrown around ya know~’ ‘anyways! see you at the campus y/n-chan’

‘stop calling me that.’

‘no <3′

Clicking your tongue, you stood up as your train took a halt. Arriving at your destination. You were the first ones to walk out first, avoiding the growing crowd behind you. Slinking pass all the gates n stuff, you made your way up the stairs onto the surface. Heading towards the campus with a running thoughts.

As you made it to the campus, you took a deep breath. Before quickly seeing the familiar light-haired male, his clothing standing out from most of the clothes you’ve seen the past days. You slowly walked up to greet him before Gojo ran up to you suddenly from behind, making all three of you tumble into a pile on the floor near the vendors.

Gojo being the sly one, he got up first. Quickly making a cheeky escape with a coo of “have fun y/n-chan~”, like the childish man he was Leaving you to slowly get up cursing under your breath before you, heard the aloof tone coming from Nanami below you.

“Y/n?”

“Ah shit- S-Sorry..!” You swiftly got up, slipping up on your words. Standing nervously, “Satoru jumped on m-me.. while I.. I was going to talk to you Nanami..!” a soft nervous smile on your face. As you watched Nanami stand up, dusting himself off.

“It’s alright. What’s gotten you so nervous? Is it me?”

“No no no, sorry! I just-... I honestly didn’t think you even knew my name.” you quickly replied, scratching the back of your head. “..I really didn’t think.. you’d knew I-I.. uh.. existed.” the slight warmth you felt on your face made you panic quietly, hoping it wasn’t obvious.

“That’s a stupid thought.” Nanami stiffly said, staring at your face. He already knew, he noticed. “Well then, you should calm down in the meantime. But mind joining me later for something?”

Without thinking you agreed, watching him walk away at your reply. Sighing in relief as you see him disappear off into a corner. Nanami smiling as his back was turned against you.

𝚈𝚞𝚞𝚝𝚊 / “𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚖��𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐...”

a/n: i couldnt find a gif of yuuta and got sad, pretty boi needs a gif soon </3

Yuuta didn’t understand you. He couldn’t seem to figure out why he was so nervous around you, a fuzzy feeling somewhere in his body. That just stayed even moments while you were long gone. Being one of the 2nd years, he was around you a couple of times. But not as much as Maki and Inumaki.

His heart was racing as he found you sitting alone at a normal meeting spot for the others. Sitting on the mossy stones that surrounded a koi pond. You were usually the first one to be there, then Maki would come, then the rest shortly afterwards. It was never just.. you two.

Yuuta just admired you as you were feeding the koi’s with crumbs of bread you had. It was calmly silent the whole time. Your calm expression signaled your obliviousness of his presence. Eyes widening in adoration as you cooed at the fish like they were dogs. The soft childish tone made him listen with ease.

“ahh.. cute..” the word left his mouth faintly, hearing it ever so faintly, you looked over your shoulder to see Yuuta. Jumping slightly with a squeak, falling back into the pond.

“Y-Y-n!?” Yuuta rushed over towards you, leaning on the mossy stones to peer down at you. “A-are.. are you okay?”

Hair drenched at the back and tips, your clothes soaked. But your surprised look at him turn quickly into a blinding smile, laughing. In confusion the raven-haired male tilt his head, “W-whats.. so-”

“That was embarrassing wasn’t it ‘Kotsu?” giggling again as you felt the koi brush against your arms and legs, “..hehe.. you heard me talking to the koi didn’t you? I know you did’

Yuuta didn’t know how to respond, just staring at you blankly at the nickname ‘Kotsu. You have never used his first name and let alone had a nickname for him.

“..’Kotsu?? What’s wrong?”

#at-dusk;- 🌆#events;- 🎏#folder 📁;- 𝙹𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝙺𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚗 #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x gender neutral reader #jjk x reader #jjk x gender neutral reader #inumaki x reader #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento x gender neutral reader #yuuta okkotsu x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagine #jjk imagines

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binniesthighs · 4 years ago

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a/n: and we’ve got another lil valentines day drabble eeee hope you all are staying cuddly and fuzzy!

sweet like strawberry | reader x felix

Paring: self insert, gender neutral reader x lee felix

Genre: fluffy fluff hehe

Tags: valentines day special, coworkers au, friends to lovers, cafe au, two cuties in love, stuck with you au, wintertime au, teeeny bits of magical vibes, mentions of food, teensy bit of food play (sfw but like a leeetle suggestive), that good good makin’ out hehe

Word count: 4.7k

Tagging: @stayhavens thank you for letting me join for Felix as well ❤️

“Oh! And one more thing, for some reason, the security system keeps acting up. If the doors don’t lock up the first time around, just try it a couple more times and I think that it should work...I kind of just try it enough times until it works.”

Felix nervously adjusted his cap with the little embroidered yellow chick.

“Okay. Sounds good to me.”

Your boss tucked his neck deep into his cable scarf, then tipped both you and your coworker a little salute.

“Thank you both for being here on Valentines Day. Just a couple more hours! You can do it!”

The back door to the café slammed shut from the blustering winter wind behind your boss’ coattails.

“It’s really coming down out there isn’t it?” Your friend, and coworker-in-suffering Felix, shifted from foot to foot.

Outside of the shop windows, the howling of wind shook at the shutters of the the display case filled with little mock-up cakes and pastries. The snow storm had been unexpected, but it hadn’t seemed to dampen anyone’s spirits on the holiday. Since the snow had picked up in the afternoon, customers still came rolling into the cafe with flakes all caught up in their hair, scarves and hats. On this day in particular, you had seen dozens of school girls and boys come in carrying their stash of valentines letters, bouquets of flowers and all kinds of candies. Little groups of friends would share slices of your special Valentines Day cake and smear cream over each other’s noses in a tizzy of laughter.

You didn’t mind Valentines Day; there was something extra heartwarming and universal about it all. One day, out of all the days of the year, everyone stopped for just a few moments to say “I love you” or give out an extra hug or kiss on the cheek. How could you not feel all lovey and gushy from it all? Maybe you were a romantic, or maybe you really had just watched one too many dramas to make you feel this way.

Earlier, you had been making a couple lattes, and a couple sitting by the window had arranged to meet right at the loveseat by the door to exchange gifts. One of them had given the other a couple books and a journal, and the other gave them what looked like hand-knitted mittens. They held the frayed fabric in their hands while the watched how their partner reacted. Of course, they accepted the mittens with a wide smile then pulled their love in to give them a giant hug.

I love them. So much. Thank you.

You thought that was what they had said from as far away as you were.

This kind of love, was your favorite kind. The kid of love that was unconditional, that was given no matter what time of day, no matter what it looked like or how it was expressed, it simply was.

You had always hoped, this was the love that you would have some day. But, you hadn’t found it yet. Not in all your years of crushes from afar, or love letters written in the night when you should have ben doing work. You had wondered, what was it really like to have someone love you like that: a love that existed in the early mornings, and dead of the night; the kind of love that looked over at you for no reason, and smiled at you just because.

Perhaps you would spend your whole life looking: and while it saddened you, in a few ways, you had come to terms with it. If you had to wait, that just meant that you were waiting for something really great...right?

You wondered what kind of love Felix wanted. The thought had crossed your mind time and again. You figured, he was the kind to fall in love fast and all the time. He would even get crushes on people who would come to the register to pay for their coffee and custard tart. It was supremely adorable. He’d stammer over his words with hands trembling at the keys of the register, and the tips of his ears would turn rosy pink.

“U-ummm here-here’s your receipt....”

A tiny smile would spread across his freckled face after they would leave, then he would rake his cute little hands though his hair, stammering even more about what a fool he had made of himself.

“Well, when you think about it, you might never see them again?” You’d joke to him with a playful jab to his side.

“But what if I doooooo??”

Maybe Felix was the kind of person who wanted a love that would last forever, or the kind of love that he could daydream about. You thought that this might’ve suited him. It seemed as if that boy was often in a faraway place. There had been a couple times when he would stare out the shop windows wistfully with his mop in hand, or would giggle a little when he made designs into the lattes and mochas. He was just so happy all the time, but for what, you had no idea.

Maybe Felix already had a love. You wouldn’t put it past him seeing how dreamy he was often. Felix deserved love more than anyone in the world you had decided. He deserved some to love him so hard and all the time. Admittedly, it made your heart ache a little thinking about how badly he deserved it. He deserved someone to kiss away on all those freckles on his cheeks on his cute little wrists. He deserved someone to shower all their love into his strawberry pink lips, and ruffle up his golden hair just to make him laugh.

Maybe...you wished that you could’ve been the person to do so.

“Do you think that we’ll get any more customers?”

Felix had squatted down on the floor behind the counter into a pseudo-sitting position. His tan apron crinkled on the ground.

“Don’t you think that everyone’s gone out by now? And the snow is picking up?”

You squatted down next to him. “I don’t think we’ll be seeing anyone else. There’s only one more hour left anyway.”

A sly smirk started to sprout on his lips, “What if we left a little early? No one is coming so...”

“Have somewhere that you need to be?” You patted his head.

“...No, unless spending the night with my cats counts as “plans.””

“No...date?”

“Date?” He scoffed, “Me? Nooooo.” He paused, and with a tentative air, met your eyes. “Do...you have plans tonight?”

“Mm-no.”

Felix sucked in a tight inhale, as if he was mustering his courage.

“Well, m-maybe, after we leave, --only if you want--we could--”

The bells over the café door tinkled, sweeping in snowy and white air in with it.

“I’m sorry, are you still open?”

The old woman carefully closed the door behind her and clung tightly to her shawl that was wrapped around her shoulders. Only dressed in the thin fabric, you figured that she must’ve been freezing. Both you and your coworker sprung to your feet to attend to her.

“Yes! How can we help you?”

She was an odd woman, the kind that you could only really describe to look witch-like. While she had warm features, her aged skin had grown stretched with little marks and veins feebly showing. Bags under her eyes were deep, but they didn’t look tired, but like they held many years of wisdom, like he had witnessed much, and knew much.

“A-aren’t you cold?” Felix rushed to the other side of the corner to help her to a chair. “It’s so freezing outside, and you’ve barely got on a hat.”

His tone was gentle, like the one that you guessed he would speak to his cats with.

“I’m fine. Nights like these, I’ve lived through many of them. They don’t phase me any more. I just thought that I could come inside for a moment to have a slice of that strawberry cake that you have in the window. It looks very delicious.”

You nodded quickly then plated the second to last slice for her. You brought the dish over quickly with a little fork. “Anything else that we can get for you?”

The woman shook her head politely, then took up the fork in her shaking hands. She ate quietly, merely making little “mm’s” as she licked the cream away. You and your coworker didn’t really know what to do, seeing as she hadn’t paid, and wasn't shivering from the cold at all. Felix shot you a confused glance, then rushed to the back of the café and to his locker. You heard the usual metallic clang, and he came jogging back with his own scarf that he had worn that day.

“H-here. Please put this on.” He offered her the periwinkle blue fabric.

“Oh. Dear, you are so kind. I just knew that you would be such a sweet soul. I could sense it.”

The woman dabbed her mouth with the napkin that you had placed under her plate.

“That was wonderful, I could really taste the love that had been baked into that cake. It’s always refreshing to feel that.”

You and Felix nodded, still unsure of the situation, but smiled as politely as you could. She then swaddled her neck in the scarf, and sighed in her contempt.

“No one has ever offered me something like this before. You are quite special young man.”

She had voiced the comment about Felix, but she had held your eyes as she said it. Her eyes were a bit hazy, some kind of color that must’ve been blue at some point, but here now a type of soft grey-lavender. They were enchanting, and mysterious, but you had felt that you had known them somehow.

The old woman rummaged around in her pockets, the pulled out two gold coins that were hefty in size, and thick like the kind of candy ones. You had never seen anything like them before, and they were a bit comical to look at, but still shone like the golden sun. On both sides of the coin, there was no writing, but merely an insignia of two arrows crossed over eachother.

“I think that should suffice.” Her chair creaked under her as she rose, and placed one in your hand and the other in Felix’s. “Thank you so much for taking care of me. Both of you deserve all the love that’s coming to you. I hope that you remember this.”

Felix muttered and turned over his coin in his hand. “T-thank you.”

You shot Felix a glare. You had not the slightest idea how you could have accepted this as payment, but Felix seemed completely fine with it.

The woman’s crinkled hand wrapped around the door handle, and she pulled her shawl around her once again, then buried her neck back into Felix’s scarf.

“Happy Valentines Day!” She waved to you both, and you found yourself waving back.

The door slammed, and you felt as if you had been snapped out of some kind of hypnosis.

“Wow.” Felix whispered with a little smile.

“What. The heck. Was that?” Your body trembled in the way that you would’ve have as if you had plunged right out of cold water.

Felix stood smiling and gazing out, not even paying attention to your remark.

“Felix? ...Felix?”

“Hmm?” He turned nonchalant.

“Did you hear me?”

“What?”

You reached your hand down the pocket of your apron to study that strange coin only to find that you couldn’t feel the cold metal.

“...What?” You rummaged around even further. “I could’ve sworn...”

In Felix’s hands which he had left cupped in front of him, his gold coin had vanished too, and he hadn’t even noticed.

»»————-　♡　————-««

“I hope that this works.”

Felix’s mittened hands tapped over the keys of the security system keypad and he mouthed the numbers as he did so. The pad illuminated with a green light and made little beeping sounds with each number. Once he finished the sequence, it flashed with a red light.

“...Does that mean that it didn’t work?”

“I think so?”

The two of you had shoved your bodies together in the little corner nearest the back exit of the café.

“I should try it again?”

“Isn’t that what we’re supposed to do?”

Felix gave a determined nod, then did the passcode, only for it to flash red again.

“Oh my god, what if we mess this all up and then someone breaks into the café and then we get fired--I mean--I get fired because it would be all my fault--”

You snarked out a laugh and pushed him lightly aside, “Here, let me try. No one’s getting in trouble.”

You pressed in the same code, getting red once more.

“What do we do????”

As if it was his security blanket, Felix tucked his neck into his coat collar.

“One more time, alright? Maybe there’s a manual in the office or something. We can try that.”

An ahhh circled Felix’s mouth and he let out a relieved exhale. “Right. Right. That’s a good idea.”

This time, you pressed the numbers in hard, as if that would make any difference, but you thought it best to try. But, red again.

“I’ll go check the office,” Felix announced, and shuffled closer to the manager’s office near the back door. He wiggled the doorknob, finding it locked as well. “We’re doooooommed.”

“No, we’re not. I’m not giving up.”

In your head, you cursed out the damned security system up and down. If it wasn’t going to work, you would make it work.

“5. 9. 2. 5. 0. 8.”

beep beep beEP!

“Oh my god!!! It worked!!” Your friend jumped up and down in his excitement.

“Thank God.”

Felix hiked up his backpack on his shoulders, grabbing the door handle at first, but then stopped.

“Wait.” He licked his lips, “Before we go out there, I...I wanted to ask you, since it seems like we’re both not doing anything tonight, would you like to maybe...do something...with me?”

His anxious eyes widened, and you could see his breaths quicken under his wool coat. For a moment, you couldn’t even believe that he had said such a thing. Normally a timid boy, his strike of courage was something that was astonishing to you, but it also made your heart beat just a bit louder in your ears.

“You want to do something...with me?”

“Y-yeah.”

“Me?”

He giggled lightly. “I just said you.”

“On Valentines Day?”

“I-is that weird? I-I’m sorry if I’m weirding you out, I didn’t mean to. I know that we’re friends a-and I think that you’re really cool--I’ve always thought that--but, I never really had the guts to say so, and honestly I don’t know how I’m getting it out now but, I just don’t like the thought of being alone right now, or you being alone. So--”

“--Felix! Felix, calm down...” Even though your chest was thumping, your sweating hands squeezed your palms to calm yourself down.

“Sorry...I ramble when I get kind of nervous.”

His hands nervously fidgeted at his sides, and under the light of the emergency exit sign, a glimmer of gold winked between his fingers.

Felix asked his question with glimmering eyes. “Would you like to?”

“Yes. Yes. I would really really like to.”

“Really?” His smile was filled with the very sunshine that he seemed to carry with him every day.

“Really.”

“Okay.” He reached for the handle once more, yanking it down, but instead of it swinging from it’s hinges, it clanked, glued to the wall.

“What?” Felix shook at the handle once more. “It’s not...budging.”

“Let me try.” You mirrored his action, and sure enough, the door had locked itself in place. “Wait. I thought that it wasn’t supposed to lock after we exited?”

“I...thought the same.”

Once giddy, Felix turned solemn and worry chased across his brows.

“No. Nononono. This can’t be happening.”

“It’s okay. We’ll just unlock it again.”

You went back to your mortal enemy, the keypad, and pushed in the buttons, but no green light came from the action.

“Is it on? Is that supposed to happen?” Felix’s tone edged with anxiety.

The display screen on the interface had turned blank too. You had seen in movies that if you slapped the thing, maybe it would turn on, but after you had tried, nothing happened.

“I’ll try the other door.” Felix scuffled over the the front of the café, and you could hear the answer loud and clear even from the back. The other door also had locked and it’s metallic clang resonated through the empty tables and chairs.

“What do we do?” He asked once he returned to you in the back.

Even though your heart was racing its way up your throat, you remained as calm as you could. “We call for help. It’ll be okay. Look, there's a phone number here on the panel to call the service company.”

You drew your phone from your pocket, and it added yet one more object to your list of worries. “I-I don’t have service?? What the hell?”

Felix opened his phone screen too, and showed you his non-existent bars. “Me too. It’s gotta be the storm right?”

Your coworker’s eyes flicked back and forth in the darkened hallway, and you could hear his breaths start to quicken one after the other.

“Hey, hey, it’ll be okay.” You fluffed his hair like you had down a few times before, an action that never failed to make him giggle, so you hoped it helped put him at ease. He keened his hand into your hand a bit like a cat would, and it was just too frickin’ cute, even in a situation just as this.

“So we’re just gonna wait? Wait until our service comes back?”

“I guess so.”

Felix started with taking his coat off, and hung it back up in his locker. “Who knows how long that we’ll be here?”

You did the same, but left your hat on, merely liking the way that it warmed up your head. “Maybe we can make ourselves something to drink? How about, I make something for you, and you make something for me? Sounds kinda fun?”

“Sure.” Felix responded with a faint smile.

In the dim lighting of that hallway, you reached for his small hand at his side.

“Um, looks like we’re still getting to spend tonight together. I wish that it wasn’t like this, but, it’s something, right?”

He was startled by your action, but let your fingers lace between his. The small connection was the one that had made you feel butterflies just thinking about, and now it really was happening.

“Felix...I’ve thought before, I think that you’re really cool too.”

»»————-　♡　————-««

You knew that using the ingredients for your own experimentation was against the rules, but you had hoped that your boss would’ve understood considering the situation. The rule had been written on the little spreadsheet that he kept taped to the side of the syrup holder, but that wasn’t going to stop you.

“No peeking.” Felix giggled as he shook something together in one of the hand-held mixers.

“No peeking to you either.” You said, scooping some macerated strawberries into the bottom of a cup.

For a boy as sweet as him, you knew exactly what you wanted to make: it was your own version of the strawberry milk that you had made in the café, but it had chocolate dripping down the sides of the glass and it was topped with chocolate shavings and a lovely amount of whipped cream.

“You done yet?” You asked while adding your finishing touches.

“Juuust about.” He rummaged around the little array of fresh prepared herbs that you kept in the minifridge under the counter. “Oookay! Now I am!”

In the corner of your eye, that last slice of strawberry cake called your name. You thought to yourself, I could always make more. It was the last slice anyway.

The two of you made a little set up at one of the tables and Felix even thought to turn off a few of the light fixtures, and brought out a couple of those birthday candles that you would use on customers, and arranged them in a cup to burn.

Celebrate!

Happy Birthday!

You Are Special!

Congratulations!

“Aw, cute.” You slid your drink for him closer, and admired the way that the yellow glow of the candles flickered in his soft brown eyes.

“I-I thought that it would make it more special, considering that where we are isn’t like, the most special place. Especially for tonight.”

“I think that it’s special. Or, who you’re with is what makes it special.”

Your coworker smiled coyly, then took a sip of your strawberry milk.

“Try yours!” He pushed the iced drink in front of you. It looked a bit like lemonade, but not exactly. Swirls of purple juice danced along with the pulp of the lemons. He had garnished it with a sprig of mint. “It’s blackberry lemonade. I’m sorry if it’s kind of tart. It was my first time making it, but I thought that you would like it.”

You took a sip, and the second that the concoction touched your lips, it was heavenly. While it was a little tart, the juice of the lemon bit wonderfully on your taste buds, and was complimented well with the sweetness from the ripe berries.

“Good?”

“Really good. Thank you.”

He sighed a sigh of relief, then passed you a fork.

“Maybe this isn’t so bad after all.”

“You thought that being trapped with me would be a bad thing?” You teased.

Felix’s eyes adorably widened, looking as if he had spilled his strawberry milk all over the table. “N-no, I didn’t mean that, I just thought that being locked up would feel--”

“--I’m kidding! Kidding, okay?”

A tiny oh formed on his mouth, so he took another sip to fill the gap of silence between you. “Your drink is really good too. How did you know that I liked strawberries so much?”

“Hm, it was a hunch.”

Actually, he had said it a dozen times or more, but, it was much cuter letting him think that he hadn’t said it before.

With the light of the candles now dripping a bit of wax onto the table, all of his features seemed so much softer: he was like some kind of dream, almost like a mythical being that you must’ve imagined.

You wondered, maybe this was the kind of love that he wanted: the kind of love that was sharing something that you had made, something special to you in a simple place, a place that was not much else other than the people who made it. Or, maybe this was the kind of love that you wanted.

Your pants pocket felt a little heaver, and you snuck your fingers in. The touch of your fingertips felt the cold and smooth metal first, then they ran over the outline of the arrow shapes on the flat side.

“Mmm. You made this cake so well!!” Felix did a little dance while popping in a bite.

“Felix?” You ran your finger over the golden piece. “I’m glad that we’re stuck here together.”

“Me...too.” He shied.

Carefully, you took your fingers to trace the yellow strands of his hair dipping over his forehead, taking in the way that they tickled your skin. In his nervousness, he took another sip, gulping loudly with eyes fluttering. On his lower lip, a bit of the cream streaked, and all you could do was wonder how it might’ve tasted there on his strawberry pink lips.

“Can I...kiss you?”

You could nearly see the way that his heart was beating as fast as a hummingbird in the way that his shoulders rose and fell with his anticipatory breaths.

“Yes.” He whispered.

You leaned forward slowly as to not scare him, tilting your head to the side as you pressed your lips against his. You had thought right: there really was nothing sweeter. His shaking breaths quivered over your lips while he tentatively kissed back, and it made your chest ache thinking about how nervous he must’ve been. You didn’t want to startle him, bur rather gently kissed him slow, carefully and respectfully. He shivered at the feeling, and his hand crinkled the napkin in his hand. The other, he had drawn out to rest on your leg, and rubbed his thumb into your jeans. The sweetness of the cream on his lips caught on yours, and it was unlike any kind of flavor you could have ever imagined.

After a moment, you drew back, and Felix appeared like he was about to burst with giggles but held himself back.

“I-I really liked that.” He tried his best to keep his composure.

“Me too.” Turns out, you really didn’t know what to do with yourself either. Instead, Felix made the decision for you. In seconds, he had launched his small body into your arms and wrapped himself around you in a hug so tight that it was nearly suffocating.

“I always kinda wondered what that would be like...with you.” He squeezed you tighter. “I can’t believe that just happened.” His smile cracked though his words.

You wrapped your arms back around him and you could have sworn that you could feel his fluttering heart against your own.

“Me too Felix.” You breathed in his scent which was that of daisies and candy floss.

“Can we...do it again maybe?” He leaned back with arms slung around your shoulders and pleading eyes.

“Of course.” You wove your hands into his puff-ball hair. “Can I try something?”

An even more sickly sweet idea crept into your brain.

“What’s that?”

You took your thumb to scoop up just a little bit more of the cream bubbling on his drink, then carefully wiped it over his bottom lip, just as if you had been coloring him like a finger painting. You sucked off the excess, and he watched as you did so with wonder.

“You’re just so sweet, I can’t get enough of you.” You hushed into him, leaning closer once more.

His eyes fluttered closed, and with his quivering breath, he waited for you to kiss away the taste there, sucking the flavor into your mouth, then going to kiss over his parted mouth. A rather awkward creaking of chairs echoed, and he pulled his body closer to yours, and let you fill him to the brim with kisses in all of the places that you desired. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth and he even giggled into some of your kisses too. His hands found the sides of your face where he held you there gently. Once he was comfortable, the warm feeling of your tongues met, and he nearly melted from the sensation. Your hands crept around his tiny waist, and you never let go.

It felt like the moment that you had been waiting for.

Your lips broke, and Felix threw his arms over your shoulders again, dipping his head into the crook of your neck where he stayed for a while as you ran your fingers up and down his back.

Outside it was a much colder and harsher world, but here, it was your own kind of paradise, and it was sweet like strawberry.

»»————-　♡　————-««

At some point, you had fallen asleep together on one of the loveseats: a pile of legs and arms all tangled up together. When the morning came, the snow had subsided, but rather was caught up everywhere in the streets and sidewalks, and sparkled like diamonds.

It was your manager that had woken you up, and of course you had gotten in trouble, not at first for sleeping in the café, but for leaving the all the doors unlocked.

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