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rabbidbunwy · 9 months ago

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🔞Hawks x reader| Minors DNI| NSFW WARNING 🔞

You handle Keigo as he's on breeding season

Contents: Hawks x Anon! reader-both adult-explicit content-crampie-many rounds-moaning-breeding-smut-cumming-cute-fluff-aftercare-teasing-cuddle-whines-teasing-lots n' lots of cuddles towards the end-cheesy

i'm no english native so sorry for some mistakes

please reblog 🔁 and like❤️

P.s: i feel back again in my BNHA phase ahhhhhh (」°ﾛ°)｣

i love my bird man (⸝⸝ ˊᗜˋ⸝⸝ ) 💕

@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia @satorkive @ponderingmoonlight

“God damn…” Keigo says, his voice coming out as a low groan as he buries his face into your neck. His arms are wrapped around you, holding you to his chest as he tries to catch his breath. His wings are wrapped around the both of you in a protective layer of feathers, making it feel as if you’re in your own personal bubble. His hand slowly moves …until it’s right on your stomach, his fingers gently tracing the skin. “You still okay, sunshine?” The winged hero asks, sounding slightly breathless.

You nodded feeling stuffed "I'm…okay..just full" “Yeah you’re very full” he jokes, giving your stomach a soft pat. He doesn’t bother to move, and instead just keeps you cuddled up in his chest. Wings still wrapped around the two of you, keeping you both nice and safe.

“Still feel a little overstimulated?” Keigo jokingly asks, pressing gentle kisses to your neck.

“Keigo…” you whined, feeling your face burn. “Not so loud-“ He was pretty loud. Too loud. His voice echoed in the bedroom pretty loudly, your neighbors could probably hear him if they were trying.

“I’m supposed to be the one on top…“ you tried to complain. You hadn’t meant for the night to end like this. Not when he was so needy…

“Mmm…I know. But I’m a needy birdie right now.” He said with a pout. He nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, holding you down on his lap. “I’m in my breeding season, babe. You know how I get.”

“You weren’t supposed to get needy today. You have work tomorrow.” You complained as his arms wrapped around you tighter, holding you against his chest.He whined, burying his face into your neck.Your cheeks were burning. “You already came four times…I’m tired.” The night had gotten long, and you were exhausted. Keigo wasn’t tired though - he was energized.

“We have time for one more round, come onnn.” He whined, pouting once again. He began trying to kiss your neck, nibbling at your skin. “It’ll be quick, I promise.” A complete lie; he never had a quick round.

“Come on baby…just one more.” He repeated, giving your neck another gentle bite. His arms were around you, holding you in place on his lap. “I swear it’ll be quick, then we can go to sleep…then in the morning I can give you cuddles before I have to leave.”

He was a good multitasker. Trying to persuade you for a fifth round while also giving you gentle bites on your neck. “Please, sunshine” he said, using that nickname he always called you. “One more round, then we’ll go to sleep. I won’t try and wake you up.”

“I’m exhausted, birdbrain. We’ve been going at it for hours now, I’m tired.” You protested, a pout on your face. “Four times is enough. No more.”

“Just one moree…” he whined, giving you puppy eyes as his wings wrapped tighter around the two of you. “Pleaseee” he repeated, giving another little bite on your neck. “I promise, one more and we’ll sleep. Then tomorrow morning I’ll give you cuddles before I go to work.”

“Mmm…” you hummed, your cheeks flushed. He was using his puppy dog eyes, the one he knew you couldn’t resist. “Fine…” you said reluctantly in defeat. “Just one more, okay?”

“Yes!” He said excitedly, planting a kiss on your cheek. “Thank you, thank you.” He was like a child that just got candy. He’d been begging you for a while now for this fifth round, but eventually you had caved in.

He quickly went back to nipping your neck, his hands moving around your waist. “You’re the best” he mumbled, beginning to kiss down your jawline. “You’re so tired and yet you still agreed.”

“You’re a big baby, you know that?” You said with a fond eye roll. “Such a needy birdie all the time.” You reached a hand around to ruffle his hair, messing up his blonde locks.

“Says the one who says yes to my needy wants, he teased back, returning to the little bites on your neck. “You’re the one who can’t say no to me when I give you puppy eyes.”

“G-God… you always know how to get what you want” you complained, your body tensing slightly as his pace began to quicken. “And I always give in…”

He gives a chuckle, his hands running up your torso to your chest. “You love it when I’m needy, though” he says, nipping your earlobe. “And I love when you give in” he added with a cocky sort of grin.

You moaned again as you felt closer "Keigo...amhn" “God…I love the sounds you make, sunshine” he says a playful smirk. “They’re my favorite…right next to you saying my name” his pace quickens once more, his breath becoming more labored.

“Say my name” he demanded, leaving another bite mark on your neck. He was beginning to feel his own high approaching; that familiar feeling in his lower belly that signaled his climax.

“Come on, darling” he said, his voice a bit breathless. “Say my name. I want to hear you say it.” His hands had moved back to your hips, holding you in place as he continued his pace. “Come on, sunshine.”

“Keigo..” you gasped out, feeling a heat begin to build in your stomach. “God…Keigo-” you repeated, your voice trailing off into a moan as he hit a certain spot. Something in him seemed to snap when you groaned his name. He suddenly let out a low groan himself, his hands tightening in their grip on your hips. “Again” he ordered, his breath coming out in short gasps. “Say it again. More.” You did as asked, letting his name pass through your lips again and again as his pace quickened behind you. “K-Keigo..” You repeated, beginning to reach your climax. “God…I’m so close…”

He groaned again, his wings shaking slightly in response. “M-Me too….g-god, me too” he moaned, letting out a low whine. “I’m close….say my name more, darling. I want to hear it more.”

“Keigo-“ You kept repeating his name over and over, feeling your climax approaching. “I’m gonna cum...I’m gonna-” You cut yourself off with another loud moan, unable to finish the rest of your sentence. “M-Me too-” he gasped, his arms pulling you against his chest in a tight embrace. “M-Me too, sunshine..” He groaned out. “Come with me, darling.” He managed to get out.

You let out a gasp as your climax washes over you, your body tensing against the winged hero. “K-Keigo..” you moaned, squeezing your eyes shut as you rode out your high. You could feel him twitch behind you as he continued to hold you against his chest, his wings wrapping a bit tighter around the two of you as he came.

He pressed another kiss to your neck, holding you tightly against his chest as he came down from his high. His breath was coming out in ragged gasps, his wings shaking slightly as he tried to steady his breathing. He kept you pressed up against him, arms wrapped tightly around your waist and one of his legs hooked over yours to keep you stuck.

“God..” he said with a breathy chuckle, burying his face into the crook of your neck. “That was a damn good one, sunshine.” He began placing soft kisses on your skin, planting them down your neck.

His wings were fully puffed up again, feathers all loose and messy again as a result of your caresses. He loved being touched on the wings whenever he was like this; being an avian with wings gave him a special kind of sensitivity to touch when it came to his wings.

He subconsciously let out a low noise in the back of his throat when you snuggled against his chest, sounding similar to how a bird coos.

Seeing his wings like that filled your heart with a warm feeling. He looked adorable with messy wings like this; like a giant bird with his feathers puffed up.

The noise that came out of his mouth definitely made you smile, and you let a soft laugh. “You really do act like a bird, you know that?” You teased fondly, running a hand through his fluffy wings.

He gave a huff at your comment, but it wasn’t in agitation. “Shut up” he grumbled, resting his chin on your head. He leaned into your hand, silently encouraging you to keep your hand in his wing.

You laughed again, beginning to slowly preen his wing feathers. He was like a cat with how he liked his wings being touched after having a good round.

“You like this, don’t you?” You teased, running your fingers down the feathers. “You like being pampered like an overgrown bird.”

He grumbled again in response, his grip around you tightening a bit. He did like it, but he would be damned if he admitted that fact out loud. “And so what if I do?” He mumbled, burying his face further into your hair.

You smirked as you scracthed in beetween the feathers "this?" He let out a soft whine when you scratched between his feathers, his wings shaking a bit. “God damn it…..” he muttered, burying his face in your neck. Of course you’d figured out a weakness already.

“Look at you, looking all pathetic now” you teased, continuing your scratching. “A great and powerful hero, brought down by a little preening.”

He whined again, wings beginning to droop from their upright position. He couldn’t help it; his muscles just went all loose whenever you preened his feathers. “Mmmm…st-stop. It’s embarrassing..” he mumbled, face still buried in your neck. you take a hold of a feather tenderly caressing it,feeling the soft texture of it "i like it" He let out a small gasp when you tugged gently on his feather, his body tensing slightly. “H-Hah…” He muttered, feeling chills go down his spine. Damn you, you found his most sensitive spot.

“D-Damn it…stop it. That’s not fair-“ he whined, his wings twitching once again. “H-How’d you find that so damn quickly….”

“I’m just observant” you teased, gently tugging on another feather. “You make all these cute noises when I touch your feathers, especially here.” You reached up to scratch between his feathers once again, hearing the whine he made in response.

This was absolutely not fair. You had managed to find yet another weak spot of his already, and he hated how good it felt.

“Mmmm…” he whined, wings shivering once again. “God…stop it..”

“Why would I stop though?” You ask with a smirk, tugging on another feather. “It’s so much fun to get those cute noises out of you, birdboy.”

He pouted at the comment, letting out a huff. He knew he looked absolutely pathetic right now, but he didn’t care. Being pampered by you made too many happy chemicals go through his brain.

“You’re evil, you know that?” He grumbled, wings trembling once more.

“You enjoy it though.” You mused, scratching softly between his feathers once again. Damn he loved that feeling. “And you’re not even trying to stop me, so clearly it isn’t all that bad.”

He grumbled once again, knowing that you were right. He could totally stop you from doing this if he really wanted to.

But he really didn’t want to, because it felt way too damn good.

He kept his face buried in your neck, wings trembling and twitching with every scratch. “Stop being so goddamn observant..” he muttered.

“No can do, birdbrain.” You teased, continuing with your scratching. You loved having this effect on him; seeing him act so pathetic and needy. “You’re just so easy to read.”

He let out a little whine, wings shuddering once again. God, you were going to wreck him at this rate.

“I hate you…” he mumbled into your neck. “You’re absolutely horrible and mean.”

“And yet you love me anyways.” You said with a smirk, tugging on another feather. You couldn’t deny it; this was a guilty pleasure of yours. Seeing him act like this, so needy and messy from just a little feather preening.

He let out a whine again in response, a shiver going down his spine. Damn you really were going to wreck him, you weren’t holding back in the slightest.

“God…you’re killing me here..” he whimpered, wings trembling from all the stimulation.

“Oh I’m fully aware” you teased, scratching softly between his feathers once more. “And I’m enjoying it too, because you’re my big tough birdie, but you crumble like paper in my hands when I just give you a little pampering.”

He let out a noise that was a mix of a whine and a moan, his wings shaking from all the stimulation. God, he was so weak to your caresses.

“Mmmn..god…why are you so damn good at this..” he mumbled, wings shivering under your touch.

“I’m observant, remember?” You said with a little chuckle, tugging once again on his sensitive feathers. “I notice you shiver every time I touch your wings like this, and the noises you make. They’re kind of adorable if you ask me.”

He let out a small whine as you tugged on his feathers again, wings trembling yet again. Damn, he really couldn’t handle it when you touched him here. His normally cocky and confident demeanor completely unraveled when you touched his wings like this.

“Mnn…s-stop calling me adorable..” he mumbled in response, face still buried in your neck.

“Why should I?” You teased, scratching between the feathers once more. “You do act adorable though; shivering and whining whenever I touch your wings…it’s cute, but I’m also enjoying how easily I can make the number two hero fall apart just by touching his wings.”

He let out another little whine, wings shaking again as you continued your ministrations. God, you could be so cruel when you wanted to be.

“God damn itttt…” he whined. “Stop making me sound so pathetic..”

You snuggle on his neck hinaling his scent "you're my birdie,my birdbrain" you cooed

He couldn’t stop himself from shivering slightly when you snuggled against his neck, letting out a little chirp and whining again. Damn, he hated (but loved) how easily you could get him to act all needy and whiny like this.

“Hnn…say that again..” he said quietly, burying his face in your hair once more.

“Mmm..” you hummed, nuzzling against his neck. “You’re my birdie, my cute little birdbrain.” You repeated, a smile tugging at your lips.

It was kind of adorable seeing him like this, all whiney and needy after you preened his feathers. Like a little puppy all riled up after their belly was scratched.

He let out another small whine, wings shuddering from your affectionate words and all the preening you had done. The way you called him your birdie did things to his heart, and it made his chest feel all fuzzy.

God, when you said stuff like that it made his heart do backflips.

You kept nuzzling against his neck softly, repeating the same affectionate nick names for him over and over again. He was just too cute right now, all whiney and clingy after you gave him just a tad bit of caressing.

“My birdie..my birdbrain” you repeated, continuing to nuzzle against his skin.

You felt relaxed as you snuggled and cuddle him,before you pepper kiss his cheek.

He let out another small chirp in response when you pepper kissed his cheek, nuzzling against you once more. Feeling you snuggle against him and cuddle against his side made his heart thump against his chest. Goddamn you were so affectionate.

He hummed in content, wings relaxing against his back as you gave him kisses.

You continued to press kisses on his skin, enjoying the flustered but happy expression on his face. Seeing him all flustered and whiny like this because of a few compliments and some caresses was adorable.

You nuzzled against his neck once again, resting your head against his chest.

He wrapped his arms around your waist once more, pulling you closer into him. He couldn’t help being clingy, especially like this. Being able to hold you in his arms like this after a good round of….“activities”, along with all the preening, left him feeling all clingy and touchy.

His heartbeat was steady against your ear, a thumping and calming sound.

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paintedonmyteeth · 1 year ago

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Sleepy Cuddles w/ Pyramid Head 🩸🔪 △

Pyramid Head brainrot goes brrr. Pyramid Head brainrot is forever eternal, anyway — yeah I have yet another post of Pyramid Head because I’m bored, my brain had ideas, and I NEED him so I feel like catering myself once again w/ Pyramid Head. That’s all I can say. OH YEAH might I add, rather than Silent Hill’s PH like my last few posts this time I decided this time around I’m gonna do DBD Pyramid Head. Also a heads up for the small nsfw warning in this post, so MDNI.

Doing back to back trials or maybe more is always tiring. Leaves you all sleepy asf, grumpy, and really not wanting to be thrown into another trial for the entity’s amusement.

Usually you’d try sleeping around the campfire or take short naps, literally whenever you have the chance to do so before the entity drags you off to another random map, and it can get pretty annoying when you don’t get no breaks to rest. >:((

And what’s better than looking for none other than your favourite tall killer, the Executioner for some cuddles???

If you need cuddles or sleep, Pyramid Head’s always there in Midwich waiting for you whenever he’s not busy with any trials of his own. :))

He loves earning small visits from you while the both of you have some time to spend when the Entity isn’t calling for either of you for the next trial.

The two of you meet up usually in the halls of the school or some random classroom if Pyramid Head happened to be looking for you first. The nurses office is where the two of you kick back and relax in each other’s company most often, because that’s where all the old mattresses are left on the rusted metal bed frames.

The beds are way too small to fit with Pyramid Head’s large figure so the both of you would settle with stripping off all the mattresses from the bed frames, lie them all on the floor stacked atop each other by 2 by 4 for bigger space.

Cuddles w/ the big guy are the fucking best. And he enjoys cuddling you too.

Because of the huge height differences between the both of you, he thinks you’re the perfect size so he could gently squeeze you in his arms while you’re all curled up with him.

And don’t forget about them man tiddies, his tiddies are the best for a pillow but in the end, you’re waking up with a sore neck. But it’s fucking worth it. >:))

It’s also soothing listening to his breathing from his rusted helmet or the soft growls rumbling from his chest, which kind of reminds you of thunder rolling through the sky in the distance.

As I mentioned the last time in one of my other hc posts with Pyramid Head, he’s a fuckin’ walking heater and all that body heat radiating from him while you’re pressed against him with his arms around you is just pure bliss.

Feels so nice to pass out in his arms especially with all that exhaustion and the multiple trials you went through still racking your brain, and he likes it how easily you conk out the moment you get comfy with him just in a matter of seconds.

On some small occasions there’s times where Pyramid Head is also hornee and wanting help with finding some relief, once granted consent he’ll keep in mind how tired you are after all those trials you went through of course, this time around he’ll restrain himself from going too rough on you and will opt to fucking you gently and at a slower pace. Getting some relief out of this and also helping you destress, a small little reward for doing such a great job. <33

After cuddles and naps with Pyramid Head you’re feeling all rejuvenated and energized to keep pushing on through more trials the entity has yet to throw at you.

Sometimes it’s not enough and Pyramid Head will decide to keep you for a little while longer, drawing the entity’s attention in some instances and having to fight with them in order to prevent the entity from ripping you away from his grip.

Few minutes wasn’t enough he wants more time with his precious. Fuck off. >:((

Besides the exhaustion or stress from everything in the entity’s realm, you still visit Pyramid Head whenever just for more cuddles or naps to give the big guy some company and spend more time with your beloved Executioner.

🥩⋆♱✮♱⋆🔪 🩸

#pyramid head #dead’s hcs #brainrot hrs #dead’s dying #pyramid head x reader #gn reader #fluffies #smut #slashers x reader

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tmblrcolouredpaper · 1 year ago

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Sleepy scenarios with TXT: habits, routines and rituals that occur when you share a bed with them (fluff)

5 scenarios, member x reader

wc (in total): 2691

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Yeonjun

Refuses to use individual blankets and pillows

One blanket, one pillow

You're freezing? Blanket is not big enough to comfortably lay next to each other? Yeonjun takes up the pillow, so his chest is the only free space for your head to rest? Well, you gotta cuddle the whole night then.

You tuck him in each evening, making sure he has more of the blanket and Yeonjun loooooves it, letting you do this task while having the biggest grin on his face.

You keep complaining about it, but end up giving in to the forced cuddles, because do you want to freeze? No! Do you want to sleep without Yeonjun to have your own blanket? NO!?

Yeonjun always makes sure you sleep first regardless of how tired he might be.

He caresses your arm up and down, gently has his hand on your back or lets his fingers slowly wander over your face.

You end up turning away and taking up all the blanket with one move. That's when Yeonjun knows he can fall asleep now too.

Holds you close and sometimes feels you pulling the blanket back over him in the middle of the night.

It's intuitive how you always end up in his arms with both of you covered by the blanket again.

You basically sleep half on top of him and the one who sleeps longer wins the blanket in the morning.

It's Yeonjun's favorite game. You hate it, but love it.

'Is it raining again?', you asked, refusing to pull the blanket away from your face to look outside the window yourself.

'Yep', Yeonjun chirped and pulled the curtains aside even further with an overdramatic and energized stretch of his arms.

He welcomed the grey weather, heavy clouds imitating the thick blanket on his bed that he couldn't feel covering him most times throughout the night.

He looked back to where you were lying and smiled. This was his favorite part of each day he experienced with you.

'You stole the blanket again', he sighed with the smile still plastering his face.

'I keep telling you to use two blankets when two people sleep in this bed, but -', you mumbled into the singular pillow on the bed, until you felt Yeonjun dropping down on you.

'You just have to tuck me in better', he laughed and clang onto you like a koala on top of a branch.

'I'll tie a rope around you and this stupid blanket', you groaned and tried to wiggle free.

Yeonjun only allowed that process only go as far as your face being visible.

'Look who is ready to face the day', he hummed and kissed the tip of your nose.

Soobin

Wants to see you in his clothes.

Gets too excited to have you with him in these late hours AND the early hours.

Throws a pile of shirts and hoodies on top of you to let you pick what you want to wear.

One shirt, one hoodie, but then also another hoodie that you can cuddle.

He doesn't necessarily need physical contact the whole time. He's happily at peace with your close presence, but he doesn't want you to feel any sort of distance despite remaining a more comfortable sleeping position. Solution: You wrapped up in his belongings and holding onto the soft fabric with his scent as well.

Cuddles in the morning are a must tho.

He'll wear the hoodie you cuddled when the cold morning arrives and lets you wake up in his arms when you're comfortable with such closeness.

'Where is it?', Soobin mumbled half asleep, freezing in the dark and quiet room.

His hand dived through the layers of sheets. His blanket, your blanket, the layers of clothes that embraced you... Somewhere there should have been the grey hoodie he gave you in the evening before going to bed. However, he couldn't find it, too dark to to see and too messy to feel the right cloth.

Frustrated, he let his head fall back against his pillow and he sighed tiredly, feeling too cold to fall back asleep yet too lazy to get up and get another hoodie. Besides, he wanted THIS specific hoodie that must be somewhen around you.

You turned and rolled over, closer to Soobin's side of the bed and he immediately let his hand wanter into the direction he expected your shoulder to be to adjust the blanket. Unfortunately, he took the wrong direction and he hit your chin clumsily. He quickly pulle away and mumbled a shocked excuse.

'S'biiin', you whined half asleep and groaned into the blanket.

'Sorry', he repeated and pulled his own blanket further over his body, getting a sense of hiding in his embarrassment.

You moved again, big movements, freeing your arm and swinging something through the air. It landed on Soobin's face and engulfed him with your sleepy warmth.

'Y'owe me m'ning cuddles', you mumbled and pushed yourself against him, but pushed your arms back under the blanket.

Soobin giggled and proceeded to put on the warm hoodie, finally arriving in the state of comfortable morning.

He pulled you in your blanket wrap closer and felt you resting your head on his chest with a big sigh, making him smile like an idiot.

'Sleep', you demanded and instinctive he listened to your command and closed his eyes.

It was warm and when he sensed you moving again, adjusting your position to mold into him a bit more, a few seconds later feeling your fingers playing with is hair, Soobin was starting into the new day perfectly relaxed and well rested.

Beomgyu

You're his pillow, you're his bed

It doesn't matter where you are, on the train, on the floor, actually in bed, he will rest somehow on top of you

He doesn't even think about it, but once he gets tired, he gravitates towards you.

At the same time, he holds your hand when you get tired.

Let's you play with his fingers until you drift away.

He would literally invent an own morse code system with you, so when he's awake and you're too sleepy to talk to him verbally, you'd still be able to respond to him.

It makes him feel like your guardian at the boarder from awake to dream land.

The one who ends up tired first gets royal treatment.

If you're both tired at the same time, he'd lean against you with his hand close to you, so you can just take it when you need or want to.

The train got emptier and emptier with each stop, yet Beomgyu and you still had some way to go. The moon seemed to follow you and whenever you looked outside, a different cloud was decorating the stone in space. Beomgyu's head was leaning against your shoulder and his closed eyes exposed his luxurious dark eyelashes. He looked adorable and your focus shifted from moon to him, back and forth until you yourself got overwhelmed by a wave of tiredness. You combed his hair with your fingers, a gentle attempt to wake him. He stirred and sat up. Only one glance was enough for him to register your demeanor.

'Your turn', he whispered and his hand found yours and feeling his warmth immediately brought you closer to sleep.

'Set an alarm', you mumbled and took your scarf from your neck to adjust it over his and your legs like a blanket.

'When do we have to get off', he asked and a big yawn escaped his lips when he opened the alarm app, his eyes getting teary.

You took his phone and set the alarm to 10:53 pm, ten minutes before you were supposed to arrive. Beomgyu wiped his eyes and his head landed back against your shoulder. He grabbed your arm and linked it with his own, intertwining your fingers in the process, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

'Just sleep a bit', he mumbled and caressed you felt him tracing your palm with his thumb until sleep finally numbed you.

When the alarm rang, you woke up properly first. Panic occupying your body in no time. You shook Beomgyu away and buried yourself gathering your belongings. The train stopped almost on time at your final destination and you got off, with bags in your hand and Beomgyu still clinging onto your arm, ready to let his head drop against go despite asking through the city.

'Fall asleep in bed, not now!', you granted and felt one bag falling out of your grip.

'We're not dreaming?', he asked and laughed, taking the bags with one and your hand with his other hand, now guiding you home.

Finally in bed that night, Beomgyu asked:'We dream together, right? I always try to follow you to your dream land when you fall asleep first. I always try to find you'.

You hand fount its way into his hair and he buried his face closer the crock of your neck.

'Don't have to try finding me. I'm always there whether you see me or not'.

Taehyun

He's not playing when it comes to sleep.

Practical and organized routine.

Fresh sheets? Check. Water bottle on each side of bed? Check. Phones charging? Che- You forgot your charger and have no battery left? He gives you his phone to watch something or read and charges your phone on his side that while.

Cuddles you to get a sight on the screen as well, but snatches the phone away after thirty minutes and plugs it in.

Refuses on giving you your phone back, because you shouldn't stare at the screen last thing at night.

Literally fights you when you try to reach it. Tickles you, pins you down, laughs with you until you both are out of breath.

Only then, knowing you end the day with a sprinkle of happiness, he switches off the light.

Gives you your phone back in the dark, but you're doomed if he sees that screen shining.

If your head is full and you think you need your phone to distract yourself, he'll cuddle you. He's your distraction and your focus.

'Please just shut your phone', Taehyun whined for the third time this night.

He tried just not facing you, pulling the blanket completely over him, dear, he even built a pillow wall to shut off the light of the phone screen. It didn't work. He might not have seen the light, but he could still sense your whole demeanor, focus on your phone and not even slightly on sleep... or him.

'No', you cried out and he saw the light finally getting off.

'I was in the middle of this Webtoon chapter', you explained and Taehyun finally decided to break the blockade towards you, taking the pillows away and robbed closer towards you.

'Hey', you said in shock when he snatched your phone out of your hand.

'Just charging it', he explained and plugged it in on and placed it on his bedside table.

'Here', he announced and gave you his phone instead.

'It better be a good chapter, because I wanna read with you'.

He watched you opening the app and typing some things in the search bar and to your surprise the correct title popped up immediately.

'It's your account, silly', Taehyun laughed and cuddled closer to you, positioning himself so that he can see the screen.

He read with you, silently. From time to time, he glanced up and studied your face. Once your eyelids wee so heavy you obviously fought not to fall asleep every second, Taehyun repeated his action and took the phone away from you. You demonstrated with a weak 'hey', but in no time you already held onto your own phone again.

'No screen anymore, okay? You need to sleep', Taehyun whispers softly and maneuvered your arm to your own bedside table to signal you to finally put your phone down for the night.

'Can we cuddle?', you asked lowly and felt Taeyhun pulling you closer, embracing you in his warmth and with his attention on you, sleep was not avoidable anymore.

Taehyun felt you breathing in his arms in a calm rhythm. He got a bit thirsty and reached to his side next to the table where he found his water bottle that you prepared for him even before he arrived at home. The luxury of being able to go to bed with everything already perfectly prepared gave him the sense of just sleeping, but he liked to remind himself of his priority that was you and your comfort.

Kai

Other than Soobin, cuddles YOUR hoodie or dresses one of his plushies in one of your shirts when you're not there.

Stays close to you before switching of the lights. A hand on your stomach, a leg thrown over you or you cuddled into him.

Lights off and position for sleep adjusting, you don't sleep right away. You talk. About everything and nothing.

The more sleep-drunk you get the more abstract will the topics end up being.

For instance, you start talking about Pokemon in general and end up designing a whole 'Day in my Life as Mawile'.

You guys have no idea at what point you fell asleep, trying to follow memory line to the last plot point.

Waking up is messy. Blanket messy, pillows everywhere, plushies between and around you, despite them usually chilling aside, away enough to not come in your way.

Sleepy cuddles in the mess of warmth and softness.

Tidying up together, arranging the whole bed setup as a morning ritual.

'This is new', you laughed and pointed at the moiling plushie that was wearing your cropped shirt, regular size on the fluffy creature.

'Oh. OH! Yeah', Kai slightly panicked and suppressed the urge to throw Molang into another room to hide this attire.

'You know I was already wondering where this shirt went?', you teased him, well aware of his embarrassment.

'Oh, sorry, you can have it back', he spoke quickly, making you laugh and hug him.

'It suits Molang way better anyway'.

Kai pulled the blanket over you both when you lied down and his hand instinctively found its way to rest on your stomach, minimalistically rubbing circles over the fabric of the hoodie you were wearing.

You both lied there, facing the ceiling and letting the lights of the passing by cars flicker over the walls. The ticking of a clock is audible and it was a weird atmosphere of quietness and irritating noisiness.

'So', you started and Kai immediately turned to his side, facing you and robbing himself up by pushing his free hand under his cheek, ready to listen to whatever you had to say.

'When and how did you steal, sorry, did Molang steal my shirt?', you spoke, unable to ban some wheezes out of your speaking, because Kai looked absolutely cute the way he was staring at you, all sleepy yet attentive.

'Borrowed. It's borrowed not stolen', Kai corrected in a matter of factly and hurried to place a kiss on your cheek to finish his sentence properly.

'You simply forgot it here and I wanted to make use of it the best way possible', he continued and a second touch of his lips followed.

'Did you at least wash it?', you asked, genuinely not knowing what his answer might end up being.

'Washing machines are not invented yet', he yawned and you made a mental note to wash the damn shirt tomorrow.

'What else isn't invented yet?',, you asked and rolled over to be closer to him.

He adjusted and held you close right away.

'Cars', he said.

'What are those lights then?', you asked and pointed up the wall.

Kai took your hand and pulled it towards his lips to place another kiss, this time on the back of your hand, before he maneuvered your arm around him with a content sigh.

'Gigantic fireflies`, he chuckled and after a few more explanations of what everything technological around you actually is, you two fall asleep, dreaming of a fantasy world with gigantic fireflies and Molang presenting its new shirt collection.

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ghostbustting · 5 months ago

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some lazy sex with James in the afternoon,like they are just sitting on the couch and she straddles him and rides him slowly and lazily(ig load/reload James would fit this scenario) thank u <3

♯ ; “𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑳𝒀„ ༘⋆

James Hetfield x Reader.

Contains smut (p in v, riding), slight fluff.

Song: Heavenly by Cigarettes After Sex.

The damp state of the pavement I step on caused the steps of my boots to sound louder as I walk up the steps to my home, the door that awaits looking as welcoming as ever, my body seeks the warmth that one of my favorite places always provides me with. Also with the knowledge that the man I seek love in was also waiting for me behind those walls.

A perfect combo of what I need right after a long tiring day of work and endless lectures from my boss.

Turning my attention away from the beautiful gradation of afternoon skies, my hand dug into the bag hanging on my shoulder, wriggling through items and items till I find the cool metal of the silver key, pulling it out right away.

Unlocking and opening the door themselves feels like a reward. A fresh air of home to breathe. As a child, you might wish to be out of your house most of the times. But now, I truly wish nothing more but to have even the tiniest time in the universe to just get the chance to lay in my bed with my arms around him while rain pours outside, not a single care of the world and definitely not a single lecture ringing in my ear from that sissy man I had the torture to call my 'boss'.

The first few steps I took into the house, I can already see him, feeling that damn flutter in my heart whenever my eyes land on him- almost as if I haven't been with him for years by now, almost as if each new sight of him makes me a new woman.

James was sitting on the couch with his body leaned back all the way, his head resting on the folded arms he had behind his head while his eyes had a focused stare at the show playing on the television set in our living room. My eyes didn't leave out the sight of his spread legs, the fabric of his dark jeans stretching out. The focus he had on the telly wasn't long the moment my presence became noticeable, his eyes darting away from the screen and towards me, his pupils lighting up with a lazy smile on his face.

What a sight you are, James Hetfield.

"If it isn't my hardworking woman." He teasingly spoke in a breath as one of his arm leave the back of his head to beckon me with his fingers to come closer. "How was your day? That old guy still being a pain in the ass?" He chuckle softly.

My hand discarded my bag away, tossing it onto the floor without another care for the things packed inside of it, my care only for him. The closer I get to him, the more I notice the way his eyes weren't as energized as they usually were, James looking rather... sleepy. Yet still, it didn't really change the fact his face looks so fuckable kissable.

I sigh as my body gently yet immediately drop onto his lap with my legs on each side of his thighs, almost like a reflex or a habit by now. His lap seemed to be the only rightful place for my ass to be placed on and James was definitely not going to deny that. In fact, he'd be the one who claim that in the first place.

My chin rest on his shoulder as I mumble into his ear, "Don't wanna talk about my day." I let out a small tired out grunt before relaxing to the feeling of the touch of one of his hands on my back, rubbing soothingly up and down while the other was running through the strands of my hair instead, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear.

"That bad?" He chuckles yet again, head leaning down to press a soft kiss to my temple before trailing to my neck, settling on the crook of it, a small shaky breath escaping my lips when I feel the ticklish feeling of his moustache rubbing against my skin. The feeling of his body under mine felt like being burried in layers of warm thick blankets, the warmth of his skin was exactly what I needed after a long day in a season such as this.

”You’re here now, that’s all that matters..”

Pressed against my neck, I can feel the curve of his lips form a soft smile at my words, the smallest gesture that cause much more to me, my body relaxing so muh to the point i feel like turning to jelly, my body soon molding into his.

”Tired, mm?” He whisper as he stroke my hair again, that same hand slowly trailing down to my shoulder where he’d rub soothing circles to my skin before trailing down yet again, this time to my back. However, he was not stopping till he eventually reach my waist and his fingertips land on the waistband of my pants. “Just relax… You deserve it.”

The post-work tiring state my body was in was too consuming that I almost fell asleep right on his body, oblivious to the way his hands move across my body and the absence of my clothes. All I know was that just out of nowhere, the only thing on me was my button up shirt, which was now half undone, as well as the disappearance of James’ jeans that I had been sitting on, my ass now up in the air with the help of James’ large warm palm holding my ass, his other hand focused on aligning his now unleashed cock with the entrance of my cunt.

Scenarios such as this one wasn’t rare to be found during tiring Afternoons like this. We would occasionally find ourselves having gentle and sweet love making in order to relax. In a way, the way our soul and body meets and connects in this one particular activity, it feels so heavenly. His soul was is exactly where I want to be, where I belong. Just giving our love to each other feels like a gush of wind that was able to blow away all our stress that were once acting as a heavy weight on our shoulders.

I let out a small sigh of relief by the time he slowly drop my body, his full length almost immediately filling me up to the brim, yet so gently that it didn’t hurt me one bit, whereas it usually would with his often rough style of making love. I can feel the veiny skin of his length against my gummy walls, gently clenching around him.

My hands rest on his chest with my head laying completely on his shoulder, putting every bit of my weight on him as he welcomed me with his arms wrapped around my waist, fingertips grazing up and down my skin every now and then, his touch so gentle yet with so much love beneath all those gentleness.

”How lucky I am to find such a hardworking woman like you..” He whisper with his lips pressed onto my ear, his hot breath fanning against my skin here and there while goosebumps appear on my skin from the touch of his hand on my back, stroking my skin with feather-like touches. Each touch of his skin on mine felt like a dream.

A small whine left my lips, “The luck is all on my side..” I manage to whisper back before I try to lift my hips up, only managing to lift it shortly before dropping back onto his length, my body choosing a lazy ride to our releases. “My man..” I mumble as I lift one of my hand from his chest to lay upon his cheek, my head leans in just enough for our lips to meet one another, the kiss was rather slow yet sloppy as well, tongues meeting and wrestling every here and there.

Still, I maintain my lame attempt of a ride, using the smallest effort to push my hips up. Yet he didn't complain one bit, James seemed to rather enjoy the slow ride, the proximity allowing me to catch onto his small breathy grunts, holding and stroking my lower back.

Now and then, I feel the tip of his cock gently nudge a spot in me, nudge- not hit, due to the lack of energy I put in riding him. Pulling back from the kiss, my head have made a comfortable stay on his shoulder, one of the hands I had on his chest came up to play with the choker and the wolf pendant that loops around his neck. His eyes were unavoidable. His gaze soft yet cutting right through me even when I'm not looking.

As time goes by, I stop trying to ride on him, giving up. Instead, I slowly grind my hips against his again and again, the friction pulling out a small whine from the back of my throat, "James.." I mumbled out his name, almost unconsciously. Anyone would mistake me to be sleeping with my half lidded eyes. But I'm just simply loving the moment.

"Close?" His voice whisper into my ear, pulling my hair away so he could have a clear view of my dazed face, leaning down to press a kiss to my cheek. "C'mon, angel. Release it. You deserve it.."

I let out a sigh as I force myself to open up my eyes and softly smile up at him. I can feel him throb inside me, as well as my walls clenching around his length. My hands were holding onto his broad shoulders as eventually I feel my orgasm control over me, warm fluids of my release gushing out and around his cock, triggering his own release which was soon shooted into me, his cum painting white all over my walls as we sat there, body still connected as one, soul forever united.

James wrapped his arms around me, slowly pulling me down with him on the couch to lay down, my head resting on his chest that acts like a pillow to me, his cock slipping out of my cunt with a pop. The last thing I hear before falling into dreamland being,

"Sleep tight, angel. Dream of me."

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enemiestolovershoe · 5 months ago

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Hey. First of all I love your blog! ♡ Second. Can you please do a Pregnancy one with Chris or Matt. Reader and the triplets are Childhood Friends. Matt or Chris and Reader are dating since high school. Now they are both about to turn 21 (they are like 2-3 days apart) .. but a week before they birthday, reader finds out shes pregnant with Chris or Matts child. You can decide after that. Thank you in advance :)

New Beginnings

Matt Sturniolo x fem!reader

Summary: As childhood friends Matt and y/n discover their pregnancy, they face the joys and challenges of unexpected pregnancy while capturing their journey together.

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: use of y/n, pregnancy, not proofread

A/n: I couldn’t decide on either Matt or Chris so I will do both! Chris version coming soon. :)

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You had known the Sturniolo triplets since you were kids, the four of you growing up in the same neighborhood, running through backyards, riding bikes, and watching sunsets from the roof of their house. Chris, Nick, and Matt had always been a constant in your life, with Matt holding a special place in your heart since high school. You and Matt started dating during your sophomore year, and now, almost six years later, you were both about to turn 21. Your birthdays were just days apart, something you always joked about. But this year… things felt different.

A week before your birthday, you found out you were pregnant.

It was a rainy afternoon when the realization hit you. You were sitting in your room, staring at the pregnancy test that had shown two bold lines. Your hands trembled, heart racing in disbelief, as if this moment couldn’t possibly be real. You were turning 21 in less than a week. Matt was too. How were you going to tell him? How were you going to tell them? The triplets were family to you, and keeping something like this from them seemed impossible. But that didn’t make the thought any less terrifying.

•┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈•

The next day, you found yourself sitting on the couch at the Sturniolo house, Nick and Chris sprawled out on the other side. Matt wasn’t home yet; he had gone out to run some errands with his mom, leaving you alone with his brothers for the time being. You stared at the TV, though you weren’t really watching.

Nick noticed. “Yo, you good?” he asked, his eyes flicking toward you from his spot on the floor, where he was half-lounging, half-sitting.

Chris immediately jumped in, “Yeah, you’ve been quiet since you got here. Something up?”

You quickly shook your head, trying to play it off. “No, I’m fine, just… tired, I guess.”

“Uh-huh,” Nick said skeptically, raising an eyebrow. “You? Tired? You never get tired. You’re like the energizer bunny. What’s going on?”

You bit your lip, your fingers fiddling with the hem of your hoodie. You wanted to tell them, but you knew you had to talk to Matt first. Still, keeping this secret was harder than you thought. The triplets had an uncanny way of reading you, and today was no exception.

“I’ve just got a lot on my mind,” you admitted, avoiding their gaze. “I’ll be fine.”

Chris shot Nick a look before leaning back against the couch. “You sure? ‘Cause if something’s bothering you, you can tell us. You know that, right?”

You nodded, grateful for their concern. “I know. It’s just… complicated.”

Nick sat up, crossing his arms. “Complicated how? Is it Matt? Did he do something? ’Cause you know, we’ll kill him if he did.”

That made you smile, despite the heavy weight on your chest. “No, it’s not Matt. It’s just… something I need to talk to him about first.”

Chris raised an eyebrow. “Ooooh, secretive. Now I’m curious.”

Nick grinned, nudging Chris. “Bet it’s something serious. Like, what if she’s… wait, are you pregnant?”

The second those words left Nick’s mouth, your heart dropped. You froze, not knowing how to respond, the color draining from your face. Nick had said it as a joke, but his expression shifted when he saw your reaction.

Chris’s eyes widened, and he sat up straighter. “Wait… no way.”

You quickly looked away, your throat tightening as you struggled to find the right words. “I… I don’t know how to tell Matt,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.

The room fell silent for a moment as Nick and Chris stared at you, the weight of the situation sinking in.

Nick was the first to break the silence. “Holy sh—wait, so you are pregnant?”

You nodded, swallowing hard. “I found out yesterday.”

Chris let out a low whistle, running a hand through his hair. “Wow. Okay. Uh… that’s huge.”

Nick’s expression softened, and he moved closer, sitting on the couch beside you. “How do you feel? I mean, are you okay?”

You took a deep breath. “I don’t know. I’m scared, honestly. I wasn’t expecting this, especially not now, right before our birthdays. I don’t know how Matt’s going to react, or if he’s even ready for something like this. We’re both still figuring things out.”

Chris nodded, his voice quieter than usual. “Yeah, that’s a lot. But, for what it’s worth, I know Matt. He loves you, like, a lot. If anyone can handle this, it’s you two.”

Nick reached over, giving your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “Yeah, and whatever happens, we’ve got your back. All three of us.”

“Thanks,” you murmured, a small smile creeping onto your face. “But please, don’t say anything to Matt. I need to be the one to tell him.”

Nick nodded, putting his hands up in mock surrender. “Promise. But you should tell him soon, before one of us accidentally slips up.”

Chris laughed lightly, breaking some of the tension. “Yeah, Nick’s got a big mouth. He’ll probably blurt it out without thinking.”

You laughed, feeling some of the stress lift off your shoulders, even if just for a moment. “I’ll tell him soon. I’m just trying to figure out how.”

•┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈•

Later that day, Matt finally came home. The second he walked through the door, his eyes found yours, and a soft smile spread across his face, one that always made your heart flutter. He moved toward you, his hands resting on your shoulders as he leaned in to kiss your cheek.

“Hey, baby,” he murmured, his voice warm. “You’ve been here all day?”

You nodded, glancing over at Nick and Chris, who were still on the couch but pretending not to listen. “Yeah, just hanging out with your brothers.”

He grinned, glancing at the two of them. “Ah, keeping them out of trouble, huh?”

“Always,” you joked, trying to keep your tone light despite the heaviness in your chest. You wanted to tell him right then, but the words got stuck in your throat.

Matt plopped down on the couch beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “You good? You seem kind of off today.”

You swallowed, glancing at him, your heart pounding in your chest. “Matt, can we, um, talk? Alone?”

His brow furrowed slightly, concern flashing in his eyes. “Yeah, of course. What’s up?”

Nick and Chris exchanged looks before quietly excusing themselves from the room, knowing better than to intrude. Once they were gone, Matt turned back to you, his hand resting on your knee, his expression soft but serious.

“What’s going on?” he asked, his voice gentle.

You took a deep breath, your hands trembling slightly. “I… I don’t know how to say this. But there’s something I need to tell you.”

Matt’s eyes searched yours, a mix of curiosity and concern. “You’re scaring me,” he said with a small, nervous chuckle. “Just tell me. Whatever it is, we’ll deal with it together.”

You nodded, feeling a lump in your throat as the words finally came out. “I’m pregnant, Matt.”

Matt blinked, his eyes wide with shock, staring at you as if the words hadn’t quite registered yet. The silence between you both was deafening, and you could feel your heart pounding in your chest, each second stretching longer than the last.

Finally, he spoke, his voice almost a whisper, “As in… we’re going to have a baby?”

You nodded, swallowing hard as you fought the urge to cry. “Yes. We are.”

Matt leaned back slightly, his hands falling from your knee as he ran them through his hair, clearly trying to process the weight of what you just told him. His gaze flickered from your face to the floor and back again, as if trying to make sense of it all.

“I—I don’t even know what to say,” he admitted softly. “Are you… I mean, are you okay?”

You exhaled shakily, grateful that his first concern was you, but still unsure of where this conversation was going. “I don’t know,” you confessed, your voice trembling slightly. “I’ve been freaking out, honestly. I found out yesterday and I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell you… I know we’re young and this wasn’t planned. And if you’re not ready, or if you don’t want to be a part of this, I’ll understand. But… please don’t be mad.”

Matt’s eyes snapped up to yours, his expression immediately softening. “Mad? No. No, I’m not mad at all,” he said quickly, his hand reaching out to take yours. “I could never be mad at you for this.”

Your chest tightened as you stared at him, his words wrapping around your heart. “I just… I don’t want to mess up your life, Matt. We’re both about to turn 21. There’s so much we haven’t even done yet. I don’t want you to feel trapped, like this is going to hold you back.”

Matt shook his head, his grip on your hand tightening as he sat up straighter. “No. No way. Don’t ever think that. You’re not messing up anything, okay? This is us. Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out together.”

Tears welled up in your eyes at his words, but you blinked them away quickly, still feeling a knot of fear in your stomach. “I just… I didn’t know how you’d react. I didn’t know if you’d be ready for something like this. I wasn’t even sure if I was.”

Matt was silent for a moment, his thumb tracing soft circles over your knuckles. “I don’t think anyone’s ever really ready for something like this,” he admitted. “But… that doesn’t change how I feel about you. Or us. This is scary as hell, yeah, but… I love you. And if we’re going to have a baby, then that’s just… that’s just what’s happening, you know?”

You let out a small, shaky laugh at how simply he put it. “You’re taking this way better than I thought.”

He smiled softly, squeezing your hand again. “Trust me, I’m freaking out a little on the inside,” he confessed with a sheepish grin. “But more than anything, I’m just… trying to wrap my head around the fact that we’re going to have a kid. Like, a tiny human. Our tiny human.”

Hearing him say it out loud made it feel real in a way it hadn’t before. Your heart swelled, and a part of the fear that had been eating away at you since you saw the test began to ease. “I know it’s not what we expected,” you said quietly, “but… I think we can do this. Together.”

Matt’s expression softened even more as he leaned closer, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “We can. We’ve been through everything together. This is just one more thing, right?”

You nodded, feeling your chest lighten at his words. “Right.”

For a moment, neither of you said anything. You just sat there, the weight of everything slowly settling between you. Matt was still holding your hand, and you could see his mind working through a million thoughts, just as yours had been the day before.

“I love you,” he murmured after a long pause, his voice soft but steady. “I know it’s going to be hard, and I know we’re young, but I love you, and that’s all that matters to me. We’ll figure out the rest.”

Tears welled up in your eyes again, but this time they were tears of relief, of gratitude, of love. “I love you too,” you whispered, leaning into his touch.

He pulled you into his arms then, wrapping you up in a tight, comforting embrace. His chin rested on top of your head, and you closed your eyes, sinking into the warmth of him, feeling the tension melt away.

After a moment, he chuckled softly, pulling back just enough to look at you. “Wait. How did Nick and Chris not figure this out? I feel like they’d be all over something like this.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, wiping at your eyes. “Actually, they kind of… already know.”

Matt’s eyebrows shot up. “What? They know? And you didn’t tell me first?”

“I was going to!” you defended with a smile. “But Nick kind of… guessed. I guess I wasn’t doing a great job hiding it.”

Matt groaned, shaking his head. “Of course Nick guessed. He’s like a bloodhound with stuff like this.”

“Yeah, and then Chris figured it out right after,” you admitted, chuckling at the memory. “They’ve been really supportive though. I think they were more shocked than anything.”

Matt rolled his eyes playfully. “Great. Now I’m going to hear it from them, too. I can already imagine the teasing.”

You laughed, the sound easing the last bit of tension that had been sitting between you. “Yeah, they’ll probably give you a hard time. But they’re excited for us, too.”

He smiled, his gaze softening as he looked at you. “Well, they better get used to it. They’re going to be uncles soon.”

Hearing him say that made it all feel so real, and for the first time since you found out, you felt a flicker of excitement amidst the nerves. You leaned your head on his shoulder, letting out a content sigh.

“I guess they are.”

Matt kissed the top of your head, his voice tender as he whispered, “We’re going to be okay, you know that? I’m here. I’m all in.”

You smiled into his chest, feeling a warmth bloom in your heart at his words. “I know.”

As the weight of the conversation between you and Matt began to lift, a sudden noise from above made both of you pause. You squinted toward the top of the stairs, and there, not-so-subtly crouched and leaning over the railing, were Nick and Chris. They had been eavesdropping the entire time.

“Are you serious?” Matt groaned, shaking his head with a laugh. “You guys were listening the whole time?”

Chris grinned, bouncing down the stairs with exaggerated enthusiasm. “We weren’t just listening, we were, you know, making sure you didn’t freak out and run out the door!”

Nick followed, a wide smirk on his face. “Yeah, and judging by how long that hug lasted, I’m guessing you’re not freaking out anymore. Am I right?”

Matt rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide the smile tugging at his lips. “No thanks to you two.”

Chris wasted no time, throwing his arms wide open. “Big family hug! Uncle Chris in the house!”

You couldn’t help but laugh as Chris pulled both you and Matt into a huge, somewhat awkward embrace, with Nick quickly joining in, squeezing the four of you together. It was chaotic and ridiculous, but somehow exactly what you needed. Their energy, their excitement—it was contagious.

“Uncle Nick’s also here,” Nick added dramatically, trying to maneuver his arm around everyone. “I’ll be the favorite uncle, by the way. Just throwing that out there.”

Chris pulled back, faking a look of offense. “Please. Everyone knows I’m the fun uncle.”

“Fun uncle? Chris, you can’t even keep your plants alive,” Nick shot back, making you burst out laughing.

“Wow, alright, roast session,” Chris said, feigning hurt but grinning. He turned back to you, his expression softening for a moment. “Seriously though, we’re so happy for you guys. And we’re going to spoil this kid so much.”

You smiled at him, tears threatening to form again. The weight of their support made everything feel so much more real—and a little less overwhelming. “Thank you, guys. Really.”

•┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈•

Time Jump: 22 weeks pregnant

A few months had passed since that day, and now, at 22 weeks, you were about to have another important ultrasound. The first one had been more nerve-wracking than anything—seeing the tiny shape of your baby for the first time—but this one felt different. This time, the triplets were with you, insisting they had to be there for this moment.

You sat in the waiting room, glancing down at your noticeably round belly. It wasn’t just a tiny bump anymore; your baby was growing, and you could feel every shift and flutter. Your nerves were getting the best of you, your leg bouncing anxiously as you glanced around. Matt sat beside you, his hand gently resting on your knee, trying to calm your nerves. Across from you, Chris and Nick were flipping through magazines, though they were far more focused on making you laugh than actually reading.

“I’m telling you, these waiting rooms need snacks,” Nick said, tossing his magazine onto the table in front of him. “Like, we’re waiting here, might as well make it a full experience. Get some chips, maybe a little chocolate fountain situation.”

Chris snorted. “A chocolate fountain in a doctor’s office? That’s the most Nick thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Hey, I’m just trying to improve the vibe,” Nick shrugged, leaning back in his chair. “And who doesn’t like chocolate? The baby would probably appreciate it too.”

You smiled, shaking your head. Nick always had a way of lightening the mood, even when you were a bundle of nerves. “I don’t think the baby’s eating chocolate yet, Nick. Maybe in a few months.”

Matt chuckled beside you. “Maybe we should get some snacks for you though. You’ve barely eaten all day.”

“I know, I’m just… nervous,” you admitted softly, resting your hand on your belly. It was hard to believe that your baby was getting so big already, and while the excitement was there, the nerves still lingered.

Chris leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. “You nervous about the scan? Everything��s gonna be fine, you know.”

“Yeah, I know,” you said, giving him a small smile. “I’m just… anxious to see the baby again. Make sure everything’s okay.”

Matt’s hand slid into yours, squeezing gently. “It will be. And we’ll get to see that little bean again, maybe a bit bigger this time.”

Before you could respond, Nick suddenly perked up from his seat, his phone in hand. “Wait, wait, I just had the best idea,” he said, turning toward you and Matt with a wide grin. “Why don’t we film some of this for the channel? I mean, we won’t post it right away—we can keep it a secret until the baby’s born. But imagine how cool it’ll be to look back on!”

Chris nodded along enthusiastically. “Yeah! We could document everything. Your pregnancy journey, the appointments… people are gonna love it, and it’ll be a nice surprise.”

You glanced at Matt, who seemed thoughtful for a moment, then smiled at you. “What do you think? It could be fun. And we’ll have it all captured for when the baby’s older.”

Your nerves eased a little with the idea of making it a memory. “You know, that does sound kind of fun. And besides, I trust you guys won’t make it too crazy, right?”

Nick held up his phone, already getting ready to film. “Trust me, I’ve got this under control. No crazy Nick here—just sentimental Nick.”

Chris laughed. “That’s debatable, but alright.”

A few moments later, Gina, the ultrasound tech, popped her head into the waiting room, a bright smile on her face. “Y/N? We’re ready for you!”

You took a deep breath, nodding as you stood up. Matt was right there beside you, helping you to your feet, and Chris and Nick scrambled to follow, excitement practically radiating off them.

“You guys ready for this?” Matt asked, looking over his shoulder at his brothers.

Nick grinned, phone already recording as he pointed the camera toward the group. “I was born ready. Day one of Baby Sturniolo’s YouTube debut.”

Chris smirked, nudging Nick. “Just don’t cry too hard on camera. We’ve got a rep to protect.”

You rolled your eyes playfully as you walked into the room, trying not to be too self-conscious about the fact that Nick was filming. Still, it felt natural with the triplets around. The ultrasound room was warm, dimly lit, and much more calming than the waiting area. You laid back on the table as the tech set everything up.

Gina gave you a kind smile, clearly used to having nervous parents-to-be in her room. She noticed Nick holding up his phone. “Oh, are we filming this?” she asked with a little laugh.

“Yep, just capturing the moment for the archives,” Nick said, ever the professional.

“Alright,” Gina chuckled. “I’ll make sure to keep the goo talk to a minimum then.”

Chris snickered. “Goo? Sounds appetizing.”

“Not that kind of goo,” Gina laughed, squeezing the cold gel onto your stomach. “Though I’ve had patients say it feels like cold jelly. I’m not sure that’s the right vibe, but hey, to each their own.”

Nick zoomed in a little on the screen, always adding his commentary. “If this were a movie, this is where the alien pops out and does a little dance, right?”

Gina laughed, clearly enjoying Nick’s energy. “Only if you’re very, very lucky.”

Matt, standing beside you, shook his head with a smile. “Nick, if this kid gets your sense of humor, I’m in trouble.”

You smiled, feeling your nerves ease a bit as the tech moved the ultrasound wand over your belly. The screen flickered, and after a few seconds of static, the shape of a much larger, wiggling baby came into view. Your heart skipped a beat.

“There’s your little one,” Gina said softly, adjusting the screen. “And that strong heartbeat, right there.”

You stared at the screen, tears already forming in your eyes as you saw the little movements, the tiny arms and legs, and the flicker of the heartbeat that was now much stronger and louder. Your baby wasn’t just a little blob anymore—it was a real, growing human, and it was beautiful.

Matt’s grip on your hand tightened, and when you glanced at him, you saw that his eyes were misty too. “That’s… that’s our baby,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

From the corner of the room, you heard a small sniffle. “Oh my God, I’m crying,” Nick said from behind the camera, trying to laugh it off but clearly emotional. “I didn’t sign up for this. I thought this was going to be fun!”

Chris wasn’t faring much better, blinking rapidly. “Dude, stop, you’re going to make me cry on camera.”

You smiled through your tears, overwhelmed by the love and support surrounding you. “You guys are so dramatic,” you teased, but your voice was thick with emotion too.

Gina smiled, clearly used to these kinds of moments. “It’s always emotional seeing them like this. And look at that, everything looks perfect. Your baby’s growing beautifully.”

Nick zoomed in on the ultrasound screen, his voice thick with emotion but still joking. “The kid looks like me already, I can tell.”

Chris snorted. “If this baby has your face, we’re sending it back.”

The room filled with soft laughter, the tension finally broken. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have all of them with you in this moment, capturing it all for a future memory you’d cherish forever.

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Later that afternoon, after you’d left the doctor’s office, you and Matt sat on the couch, scrolling through your phones. The day had been so emotional, and now all you could think about was sharing the news with everyone who had been supporting you from afar. You’d been keeping the pregnancy a secret from fans, but now felt like the right time to tell them.

“You really think we should post about it now?” you asked, glancing at Matt.

He nodded, smiling softly. “Yeah, I think it’s time. Everyone’s been wondering why you’ve been quieter online, and we’ve got that perfect little photo from today.”

You nodded, your heart racing as you pulled up Instagram. You found the ultrasound picture from earlier, the now clearly visible shape of your baby, and your chest swelled with love. Matt sat beside you, watching as you typed the caption.

“Surprise! Baby Sturniolo coming soon 💕 Can’t wait to meet our little one. Thank you all for your love and support so far. #BabySturniolo”

Nick, never missing a moment, snapped a quick clip of you hitting ‘post’ and gave the camera a little thumbs-up for his future video. “There it is, folks,” he said with a grin. “First step of Baby Sturniolo’s debut. Stay tuned.”

Matt laughed, shaking his head. “You’re really going all-in on this, huh?”

Nick grinned. “You know it. This is gonna be the best content we’ve ever made.”

Chris, sitting next to him, smirked. “And I’m definitely gonna be the best uncle.”

You chuckled as the guys began discussing ideas for more filming, your heart feeling full. The love and support from all three of them, combined with the excitement of what was to come, made you feel more at peace than ever. Your little secret was out, and now the world—and the Sturniolo fans—would be part of this incredible journey.

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angelbaby-fics · 9 months ago

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Happy Birthday, Baby!

CG!Stucky x Gender Neutral Little!Reader x Little!Peter

Word Count: 800

A/N: I've received a few requests for Daddies with a little reader who has a tough time on their birthday, and what better day to write this than my best friend's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY @shiny-purple-pizza-eater!!!! ilysm!!! 💕🎂🎁

You weren’t even fully awake yet, but you were filled with a sense of safety and love. Steve had joined you in your bed, playing with your hair as you slowly adjusted to consciousness, making the transition from sleep to waking much easier than if you’d been alone. You both knew what day it was, and how hard that was for you.

“Happy birthday, angel,” Steve whispered as your eyes began to flutter open.

You scrunched your face up at this, even though you knew he meant well.

“Don’t want it, daddy,” you whined, voice laden with sleep.

“I know baby, but I promise it's gonna be a good day. We can do as much or as little as you want.” He ran his thumbs over your cheeks lightly, his eyes full of love and sincerity.

“Just wanna stay here,” you mumbled, burying yourself further into the covers and into Steve. He wrapped his strong arms around you.

“That’s okay, we can stay here as long as you need to.”

You stayed like that for a while, Steve’s hands rubbing up and down your back as you just breathed, taking in the moment as much as you both could. The serenity was only interrupted when a sweet smell made its way to your nose. Steve noticed you furrowing your eyebrows as you sniffed the air like a puppy dog. “You smell that, angel? I think Baba and Petie are making breakfast! Do you wanna go help them?” He asked.

“Just wanna watch,” you replied.

“Of course we can watch, babydoll. You’re so good at speaking up for yourself.”

Steve got out of the bed first and scooped you up in his arms, your blanket still wrapped around you. You rested your cheek on your daddy’s shoulder as he carried you down the hallway and into the large kitchen of your family’s home. There, Peter was sitting on the counter stirring a big bowl with a wooden spoon while Bucky poured some batter into a pan. Peter looked up at you first, and his face lit up. Steve could tell he was about to shout with excitement, and held a finger to his lips. Peter got the memo, understanding of how tired you must be just waking up, so he toned down his energy as much as he could.

“Happy birthday, bubba!!” He giggled, putting down the bowl to wave at you and catching Bucky’s attention. He turned away from the stove for just a few moments, his face lighting up at you.

“Good morning, doll, happy birthday!” He said before turning back to the cooking pancake.

You waved back at them both with a soft smile, still not energized, but your mood was already a bit brighter. Steve walked you over to Bucky, sharing a kiss with his husband before repositioning you on his hip so you could see the pan on the stove. The circle of batter started to bubble, and Bucky flipped it over perfectly. The smell of chocolate chips melting into the pancakes made your stomach grumble.

“Can I put you in your high chair so I can cut up some banana for you?” Steve whispered into your ear, to which you nodded.

“No strings, pwease,” you requested.

“Of course, babydoll.” Steve carried you to your high chair, still visible to the kitchen, and strapped you in nice and snug. He turned back to grab some fruit for you, but first he saw Peter looking up with his arms outstretched.

“Oh yeah? You wanna keep the birthday kiddo some company?” He asked. “We gotta ask first, okay” Steve helped Peter down from the counter and held his hand over to the dining room where you sat. “Hey angel, do you need some alone time or do you want your big brother to entertain you while you wait for breakfast?”

“Petie pwease!”

With Peter by your side at the dining table, it felt like no time at all before your daddies joined you with a heaping plate of warm chocolate chip pancakes and freshly cut fruit. Just before sitting down, Bucky put his hand up in the air as if remembering something. “Hang on, hang on. Now someone very special has a very special day today, so I think we should celebrate by having a very special breakfast today.” He announced, turning back to the kitchen and retrieving a big cam of whipped cream from the refrigerator. “Tada!”

Bucky used the can to draw a heart on your stack of pancakes, and a smiley face on Peter's. The delicious breakfast and time spent with your favorite people brightened up your morning significantly, and you started to think about fun things you might want to do with them that day. Your birthday hadn’t always been a day you looked forward to, but each year you were reminded just how loved and appreciated you were by the people around you.

#little!reader #stucky x little!reader #bucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky x little!reader #marvel agere #daddy!stucky #daddy!bucky #daddy!steve #stucky x little!peter #little!peter x little!reader #daddy!steve rogers #chloe's fic

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marauroon · 2 months ago

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Part 2 to espresso I beg 🙏

W A K E U P C A L L — JAMES POTTER!

a 6am shift at the coffee shop was the last thing you needed after a students’ night out. and james is way too energetic.

james potter x fem!reader (barista!au) | 1.4k | fluff | masterlist.

a/n — no begging necessary ml, i love this au sm

You’re almost falling asleep as you clean out the basin of one of the coffee machines. It should’ve been done by yesterday’s closers, but the universe obviously hadn’t punished you enough by just giving you a 6am opening shift on a Monday morning in the middle of December.

You honestly thought your fingers were going to fall off as you fumbled the front doors unlocked, but now, nestled into the warmth of the overhead heater you really do feel like you could fall asleep where you stand.

You get it to a point, people have places to be and things to do, even at 6 in the morning, but you also have places to be, places being in your bed and not standing behind a counter serving sleep-deprived business men coffee whilst they wait for a train.

But of course, there’s James, bouncing around behind the counter like he’s ready to run a marathon. You can’t figure out how the hell he does it, even after all this time working together. He’s like an Energizer bunny, perpetually full of energy.

“Oi, what’s the matter with you today?” James asks, his voice loud enough to snap you out of your almost-sleepy stupor. He’s grinning, completely unaware that you just want to collapse into the nearest seat and sink into the floor.

You glare at him over the top of the espresso machine. “I’m fine, just living the dream,” you mutter, your voice hoarse with the faintest trace of sarcasm.

James laughs and pulls a fresh batch of croissants from the oven, his movements effortless. It’s as if he’s been awake for hours, yet you know full well that he probably didn’t get much more sleep than you did last night. Between university assignments, the social committee work, and, of course, his infamous club nights, it’s a miracle he’s even functioning.

“Yeah, you look like you’re living the dream,” he teases, his smile never faltering. “You look like you want to crawl under the counter and hibernate.”

You roll your eyes. "You’re so chipper for someone who was at the same club night as me last night."

James shrugs nonchalantly, wiping his hands on his apron before grabbing the next batch to bake. “What can I say? I’ve got an unbreakable constitution. You know that about me.”

You snort, your tiredness momentarily forgotten at the absurdity of his statement. “Unbreakable? James, you’re literally always falling asleep in the running social meetings, I’m pretty sure you just don’t notice how badly you’re functioning.”

“Me? Fall asleep?” He raises an eyebrow, a mock offended expression crossing his face as he hands over a cappuccino to a regular customer. “I’ll have you know that I’m an excellent multitasker.”

“Right.” You’re not buying it. Not when you’ve seen him slumped in the corner of the student union’s meeting room, eyes half-closed, trying to pretend he’s taking notes for the event planning. You swear he’s somehow mastered the art of sleep while looking awake, and you’re in awe of how easily he pulls it off.

“I mean, if you’re tired, I can always take over for you,” James adds, a mischievous glint in his eye. “I’ve got more than enough energy to go around.”

You snort again, the sound escaping before you can stop it. “You’d be a liability on the coffee machine. I can’t risk you having a caffeine overdose and bouncing off the walls like a pinball.”

James grins, unfazed. “That’s just an extra perk! Think of how much more productive we’d be if I was bouncing off the walls. You’d get to be the lazy one, and I’d be the charming one, keeping everyone energised,”

You shake your head, though you can’t help but smile despite yourself. “Right, charming. That’s exactly what we need at 6am.”

The door to the coffee shop opens with a chime, and another customer steps inside, pulling your attention away from James. You greet them automatically, still feeling a bit dazed, your exhaustion not quite gone. As you prepare the next cup of coffee, you try to focus on the rhythm of the morning.

But it’s hard not to notice James in your peripheral vision, his energy contagious despite your best efforts to remain annoyed at him. How does he do it? It’s not just the fact that he’s awake and functioning—it’s that he’s always so alive in everything he does. Whether it’s the running social, the random nights out, or the mornings like this one, he always has that boundless enthusiasm.

“How do you do it?” you ask suddenly, barely catching yourself before you sound too curious. “How are you this... this awake? All the time?”

James doesn’t seem to be caught off guard by the question. He just leans on the counter, watching you carefully with that easy grin of his. “Let me get you onto this magical thing called micronaps,” he says, his voice dropping just slightly, jazz hands and all to sell his ‘idea’. “Otherwise, you can always leech energy from the people around you. Like I do to you.”

“Me?” You’re almost choking on your disbelief. “I’m literally half-dead right now.”

He leans in slightly, lowering his voice as if he’s sharing a secret. “That’s the point, love, I’ve stolen it all,”

You blink. For a moment, you just stare at him, the early morning fog of exhaustion making it harder to process what he’s saying.

“Okay, stop. You’re making me look bad,” you finally mutter, tiredness still edging into your tone. “You’re making fun of me now,”

James just chuckles, ruffling his hair in that way he does when he’s pleased with himself. “What can I say, it’s my favourite pass-time,”

You give him a side-eye, but you can’t quite muster up the same level of annoyance you usually would. Instead, you sigh deeply, rolling up your sleeves as you prepare for the next rush. “Whatever, you win. Happy?”

“Absolutely,” James replies, grinning from ear to ear as he hands over another order.

As the morning drags on, you notice yourself relaxing into the rhythm of the shift. James is right about one thing—he really does have a way of making everything more fun, even when you’re running on fumes. You catch yourself laughing at his jokes more than you want to admit, and despite your grumbling about your lack of sleep, you can’t help but enjoy the banter that flies between you both.

The rest of the morning passes in a blur of customers, coffee machines, and laughter. Every time you catch James’ grin or hear one of his sarcastic remarks, you feel the weight of your exhaustion lift, just a little bit.

By the time your shift ends, the early morning fatigue has started to recede, replaced by a sense of quiet contentment. You’re still tired, no doubt about that, but it’s a kind of good tired, the kind you get after a productive day. And maybe, just maybe, it’s also the result of being around someone whose energy is impossible to ignore, even if you want to.

“So,” James says, tossing his apron into the back room as you both prepare to head out, “same plan for tonight?”

You look at him, suddenly aware of how much time you’ve spent with him lately. “Absolutely not. I’m just glad I made it through this shift.”

He winks, pulling his jacket on. “Come on. Besides, the night’s still young, and the student discount on pints of strongbow is calling my name,”

You shake your head with a laugh. “Yeah, yeah, good for you mate, I’m going to sleep.”

“Boring,” James says, slinging an arm around your shoulder as you both step out into the cold December air. “I’ll see you on the run tomorrow, right?”

You can’t help but smile, even as your thoughts drift to the never-ending list of things to do. “Unfortunately,”

“I’m sure an 8k will wake you from your hibernation,” he grins.

#marauders #marauders fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #james potter x reader #james potter fluff #james potter

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meowmeowraven · 1 year ago

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Oooh, I'm loving the magical girl! reader requests! Could I request Himeko, Gepard, Jing Yuan, and Dan Heng with a reader who's capable of changing their body heat?

Warm and cold!

HSR Characters with a reader who can change their body heat!

Featured characters: Himeko, Gepard, Jing Yuan, Dan Heng

Warnings: lots of fluff! Angst and comfort on Dan Heng, many mistakes it's 2am, and you call Gepard Geppie and Dan Heng Danny

Notes: This may not be good 😭 i also have an unhealthy obsession with Jing Yuan.

Himeko

Honestly, i think that in the Astral Express it's a bit cold, since y'know, you're in space and stuff.

Let's be honest, the way she wears her jacket, doesn't really provide her warmth, so, she sits closer to you for warmth. <3

You finally came back from a mission on Jarilo-VI, to Himeko greeting you. She was sitting on the sofa, as usual, sipping out of her warm (burning hot) tea. "Welcome back, [Name]. How was your mission?" You look at her, move your hand in a waving gesture and answer. "Well, it was alright." You speak as you walk over to the sofa and sit next Himeko, not too far, but not too close. A few seconds later you notice Himeko, moving closer and closer, to the point she was leaning on you. "Himeko? Is there something wrong?" She looks at you and shakes her head. "No, not at all."

An evil idea popped in your head, you changed your body heat to freezing cold. Making Himeko flinch and stop leaning on you. "Pff, sorry sorry." You giggle, as you then change your body heat back to the warm one, and let her lean on you. <3

Gepard

Jarilo-VI' temperature is COLD. Very very cold. So, your body heat is usually really warm.

So, despite all the thick and warm clothing that Gepard wears, including his armor, he still tends to lean in closer to you because of your warmth.

You and Gepard were taking a walk through the District while he was off duty, stopping here and there once in awhile. "Geppie?" You call out for Gepard whose mind seemed to be in the clouds, as he was focusing on enjoying your warmth. "Huh? Oh, yeah what is it?" You then turn your attention to a cafe. "Let's go to that cafe!" Gepard turns his attention towards the cafe you were looking at. "Alright, sure." Once arriving at the cafe, you sit in the corner at a table that had a sofa which looked big enough to fit you and him, so you pat the sit next to you for Gepard to sit next to you, and he does just that. You both order hot cocoas, and Gepard ends up leaning so close to you, and became so comfortable that he fell asleep with his head on top of your own!

Jing Yuan

Ah, the big sleepy general, this man would slack off from work each time he had the chance. Such as, taking naps, doing ANYTHING but work.

Imagine being Jing Yuan's cuddle buddy. Even better that you can change your body heat, he'd do anything for a cuddle session with you especially during winter.

Jing Yuan pulled(dragged) you out of work, just for a cuddle session which he masked as an important buisness matter! So you had to go, all that it actually was... Was just his need for his cuddle. You ended up laying on top of Jing Yuan, who laid against Mimi. He was hugging you so tightly as if you were a warm plushie! Can you blame him tho? At some point he was hugging you so tight that you had to wake him up cuz you almost couldn't breathe! "'Yuan.." you poke at his face, yet he doesn't budge. "JING YUAN!" You had to yell at him to wake him up. "Huh? Hm? What is it?" He speaks as if he isn't squeezing you alive. "You're squeezing me!" He released his grip, but just dozed of back to sleep.

Legend says that he never heard the end of it from Fu Xuan, not only did he slacked off from work, but also dragged you!

Dan Heng

Imagine you and Mr. Grumpy sleeping together. And your body temperature dropping as you were sleeping!

Poor boy would be scared thinking you died, he had to shake you awake!

When you were tired, it was easier for you to let your temperature drop, as it wasn't consuming too much energy. Dan Heng didn't know that yet. You two were laying in bed. He was scrolling on his phone and holding you close to him, while you fell asleep, and your body temperature was slowly dropping, at some point, it started dropping so quickly that you scared him. "[NAME]! WAKE UP!" He shook you awake. "Danny..? What's wrong?" You looked at him confused. "Oh thank aeons, i thought you were dying!" That statement left you even more confused, as you were trying to process everything, Dan Heng hugs you. Soon after you hugged him and dragged him back to sleep, while running your fingers through his hair. "It's alright, i'm alright, go to sleep..." With a yawn you fell asleep and he did aswell a few seconds later.

#jing yuan x reader #gepard x reader #dan heng x reader #himeko x reader #hsr x reader #reirei writes

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salemoleander · 1 year ago

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BigB brings a pickaxe down against the soft limestone. It's not dirt, or loam, or even sand, but it makes him think of a burrow. Something safe to hide in.

He knows he's acting strangely, knows the others didn't all beeline to complete their tasks. But the second he opened that letter anxiety wound up his spine, like seaweed ready to pull him under. So, y'know. Might as well deal with it now? He keeps digging.

Digging and saying hi to Scar and being mean to Scar so he leaves and digging and digging. The prickling fear under his skin only abates once he's well underground, in the coolness. Not 'all the way down' yet, but the tension in chest eases.

Finally, some measure of peace. BigB supposes the 'and quiet' has been there the whole time, and he laughs quietly at his own joke. Leans against the wall at the bottom of the pit to rest. He's tired and achy and a tiny bit mad. Of course his task would make him miss out on the chance for allies. Well, maybe if he keeps–

A ghostly hand swats past his head, nails sharp and flesh see-through.

BigB whips to the side, looks around, again, again, and sees nothing. Just faint dust motes and occasional grains of sand falling from above.

It's not even cold? Or whatever ghosts are supposed to make happen, he's not sure.

Sighing, BigB says, "If you're here to kill me, can you at least make it entertaining, man? This task sucks."

His voice bounces and echoes strangely off the stone around him. Nothing responds.

He gives a forced laugh, lowers his head, and keeps digging.

His peace is interrupted not too many minutes later, after he's clambered back to the top to gather more wood for picks. BigB hears footsteps, and then Grian slides the last few blocks down an incline of sand into the cave.

Grian grins at him. BigB smiles back, slow and easy. Last game they'd ended allies, and that has helped a lot to loosen tensions. Still not interested in a day 1 alliance, though. Doubt submerged in friendliness, he greets Grian and asks what he's up to.

"Just bouncing around! Day 1, you know how it is." Grian seems energized, a bit furtive– normal Grian stuff. He looks past BigB, and an indent appears between his eyebrows. "Uh, what's with the hole, B?"

He has a defensive answer lined up, something circuitous and confusing about Jimmy and broken mineshaft generation and new stripmining techniques. Can't let anyone know your secret, after all; even if Grian's sly smile indicates he's probably just going to joke a bit and let it go.

Instead, BigB opens his mouth, and the words that crawl out are, "I don't know, G, where do the tasks come from?"

It's not a question that makes sense, not really. The tasks don't have to come from anywhere! BigB may just be overthinking it, or underthinking it, or something. And he shouldn't have even said that, because it might be giving away his task. Why did he say that?

There's a fire behind the words, anger that scrapes and burns on its way out. He's not sure why that's there either.

Color high on his cheeks, Grian says, "I'm not sure, er– not sure, yeah."

BigB knows he's lying. To be fair, he thinks most people could tell Grian was lying– he's not very good at doing it on the spot.

The smells of acrid smoke and dirt and sea-salt are there and then gone. His hand tremors; he tucks it through a belt loop.

Tasks don't have to come from anywhere, except these aren't just tasks: they're secrets. This game would be called Task Life, or Goal Life, or something, if that was the important thing. He knows how careful Grian is with his words (words like safe and soulmate and mine, all used to very particular definitions).

BigB is familiar with what being one of Grian's secrets feels like. The letter in his pocket feels like a friend. He decides not to ask any more questions, because he's not sure what will come out.

"Okay, just gonna cook some fish, and then I'll be out of your hair." Grian steps past him and hunkers down in front of the furnace. BigB feels a bead of sweat roll down the back of his neck. He looks away.

When he looks back, he startles. Scar is right next to Grian, looming by his side.

Except this isn't Scar as he'd seen him earlier, standing around in a circle. BigB locks eyes with this other Scar, his eyes beady-bright crimson and set into a face wrapped in bandages. His hooded cloak is purple and embroidered, threads hanging ragged at the edges. The fabric around his neck is dark.

Slowly, movements jerky, Scar holds up a single bony finger in front of his mouth.

BigB's eyes flick down to Grian's back- does he not notice, in his periphery? Is he just ignoring this? Should he say something?

When he looks back up, the spectre is gone.

Standing in uncharacteristic silence, he awkwardly waits for Grian to collect the rest of his fish. Grian, happy to cause problems on purpose but allergic to tension he isn't the cause of, quickly folds and grabs the remaining fish with an "I'll get out of your hair, then."

They shuffle together to the entrance of the cave; he really needs to get some doors going in here.

Grian turns and fixes a stare just to his side, for a moment. BigB ignores it, and finally manages to shoo Grian off. He doesn't want to know who's haunting him.

Sighing, he shifts a pick into his hand and gets back to work. BigB finishes the task quickly after that, because when he pays attention the fear guides him. This task isn't about digging deep - it's about being hunted, about burrowing, tunneling.

He finishes it and turns in the quest book, receives his rewards. Resolutely, he does not look at the spectres trailing after his friends. It's fine if he just doesn't look, right? Yeah.

The rest of the session passes in a blur. At the end, trying to hang back and keep his eyes on the middle of the statue rather than any ghosts that may or may not exist, he hears Grian share his task.

Jokes no one would laugh at. Of course.

He idly considers a task based on his experiences in the last series. Something furtive and spy-based would be fun. Maybe something frog themed?

He does not think about what secrets his lives in the other games would want to share. Those seem like a late-game thing, anyways.

#bigb #bigbstatz #bigbst4tz2 #secret life #slsmp #fic #salem fic #i feel like the source of his task is pretty obvious but props if you know ^.^

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hyper-fixated-delusions · 1 year ago

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Sleepless in the Compound.

Wanda Maximoff x Avenger Stark fem!reader.

A/N: I hope you enjoy and I apologize for any mistakes! Also comments, reblogs, shares and likes are super appreciated, thank you! :)

Word count: 944.

Masterlist.

Wanda had just made it to the compound after a week long mission, exhaustion clearly present on her entire being as she walks from the hangar to the bedroom she shared with you.

It being well past midnight she expected nothing less than for you to be sleeping. Heart soaring at the prospect of being to able to be in your arms once again after being apart for so long.

But as the redhead makes it to the hall of your sleeping quarters, she hears thuds coming from inside the room and her eyes turn red, wisps of magic coming out of her fingers in cation.

As she nears the door slowly, she continues hearing the ruckus coming from inside and she sends the door flying open only to see you dancing around the room, occasionally attempting to do a cartwheel, music blaring from the large headphones you’re wearing, the sight causing amusement to Wanda.

Slowly as to not startle you, your girlfriend approaches. “Hello?” Wanda begins as you continue moving about, too quickly for you to even notice another person in the room. “Baby? Y/N?” The redhead says, as you stand with your back facing towards her, letting Wanda put her hands on your shoulders to get your attention.

“Jesus Christ!” You exclaim, pulling the headphones into your hands as your turn around, jumping up in fear, the scare causing you to light the object on fire.

“Oh my god, babe! Put it out!” Wanda exclaims as well, startled by your powers.

“Sorry, sorry, it’s just- you scared me,” you say, slightly panting as ice shoots out of your hands to extinguish the fire.

“I called you, but you were doing, well honestly, god knows what,” Wanda chuckles, “what are you doing up anyway? I expected you to be asleep by now.”

“Usually I would be asleep but, you know how my brother always likes to complains about being the only Avenger that doesn’t sleep well and how even when something comes up no matter how sleep deprived he is he always manages to have the complete focus that I lack and all that bullshit, you know how it goes. Well… while you were gone he was getting on my nerves, so to shut him up, we sort of made a bet,” you say grinning widely, bouncing on your toes as your arms encircle Wanda’s waist.

“Oh no, what did you do?” The redhead asks, an amused smirk on her face as she places her hands on your shoulders to stop your movements.

“Sorry,” you mutter sheepishly, “I’m like really energized, but also really tired because well I haven’t slept. But anyway, I made a bet with Tony!” You grin, Wanda tilting her head so you can provide more information, “I bet him that I could last awake longer than his record of 36 hours in exchange for an all paid, week long trip to Hawaii for our anniversary next month!” You say, bouncing in your spot once again in excitement. “We’ve been dating for almost 3 years and we hardly ever have time to do something this big. I love the beach, you love the beach and if I win we get one week of no interruptions, paid by Tony, so I'm trying to win here baby,” you smile, “also I was like, you’re so on, you know, cause I can never back out of a bet, but isn’t it great?” You ramble and Wanda chuckles.

“That's great babe, but how much longer do you have to be up? Because this mission was exhausting and I was really looking forward to relaxing with you. I want nothing more than to get into that bed with you and sleep my love,” the redhead pouts.

“Uh, sorry, but I can't do that just yet Max, I have to stay awake.” You say, pressing a quick kiss to her pouty lips, “but don't worry once Friday hits, I win and I'm all yours. We can relax and sleep all you want! Then we get ready to go on a vacation next month, for a week, for free,” You beam and Wanda’s eyes widen.

“Y/N/N,” she begins slowly, “when’s the last time you slept?”

“On Wednesday it’ll be 48 hours since I’ve been awake,” you reply, moving away from Wanda as you now attempt to do a backflip.

“Y/N, what the fuck!” The redhead exclaims in shock, “you need to get some sleep now! It’s Friday, detka! Oh my god! You won, now get some rest!” Your girlfriend says, eyes full of worry.

Wanda’s outburst and the revelation of the day has your body thudding on the floor and you look up at your girlfriend with wide eyes, “wait, are you serious?” You ask, smile wiped off your face, “I’ve been awake for 4 days?” You say slowly as Wanda cautiously nods. “Oh my god,” you whisper and your girlfriend kneels down beside you.

“Hey baby, are you okay?” The redhead asks, green eyes inspecting your features as you lay on the floor.

“Am I okay?” You begin slowly, “am I okay?” You repeat a little louder, suddenly jumping up with a smile on your face. “Of course I’m okay, I beat Tony! Holy shit, we’re going to Hawaii baby!” You exclaim pulling a surprised Wanda off the ground to pull her into a happy kiss, “I have to go tell him and rub it in his dumb stupid face!” You say, pulling away from a still shocked Wanda to run out of the room your voice booming through the compound as you yell, “oh Tony, you big loser, where are you?”

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda maximoff fluff #marvel #stark reader #tony stark #wanda maximoff fanfiction #wanda maximoff fic #wanda maximoff x fem reader #wanda maximoff blurb #Wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda marvel #Sleepless in the Compound

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soundlessdreamss · 1 year ago

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FR FR YOU SHOULD DO ALASTOR X FEM GANYU READER!!!

Hihihihihi!! Ofc I can write this, I love ganyu sm, she’s actually my Genshin main :3

Alastor x Ganyu!reader

Alastor adored you for who you were, you the only person in the world who made his heart feel a spark that he never felt before. It pained him to see how you were insecure about your weight.

He saw how you didn’t like going out to eat because you didn’t want to gain more weight, or how you declined your favorite food just because you wanted to follow your diet.

He thought you looked just perfect but you thought different. You noticed every flaw in your body and it made you so self aware about what you did, you always thought someone would point out your flaws and make fun of you. (I hc she has body dysmorphia)

He started to become more aware of your extreme diets and he was worried for you because of how dangerous it was for your health. He tried talking you out of these dangerous diets and instead following a healthier diet but you didn’t budge.

He also noticed how your anxiety was very bad, your eyes were always looking at the others hoping they didn’t see the “flaws” you had. When you were completely normal like the rest of them. (Special to Alastor though)

You also had a bad habit of overworking yourself and not taking any breaks which was bad. It messed up your sleep schedule and you barley got any rest majority of the week which is super unhealthy.

As you went down to the first hotel floor you seemed very pale and tired that day. Alastor wanted to confront you about it but before he could your vision became blurry as you were walking down the stairs, which caused you to slip and fall. You didn’t remember what happened after because you passed out.

When you finally woke back up in a white room the first face you saw was Alastors. You had been out for 8 hours now and he was severely worried for you.

Once you woke up he immediately went to your hospital bed and gave you a hug. The doctors that came in the room earlier concluded that it was because you were lacking basic nutrition and not getting enough rest.

Only then did you decide to let Alastor help you with your diets and work schedule since you always overworked yourself so much but yet didn’t take any breaks.

A couple weeks after he helped you with your work schedule and diets you noticed that you still maintained a healthy weight, felt more energized, and better in health overall.

Him helping you with your work schedule was also a major improvement for your health as you finally had more free time for yourself, getting enough rest, and still managing to do your work.

He just wants the best for you and him. (He wouldn’t want to lose another now, would he?)

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #alastor x you #alastor x y/n

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mochamvgz · 11 months ago

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made with love.p.jay

; a warm meal with your partner was all you needed after a hectic month

; park jongseong x reader

; genre: fluff, non-idol au

; warnings: talk of exhaustion

; 0.7k words

; tags: @inkelea @sobun1est @kbookshelf

; divider cr: @plutism (i can't believe I forgot to credit them earlier 😭😭 if you're reading this i'm so so sorry)

you entered the passcode to your studio apartment, letting yourself in after being met with an affirmative *beep*

after carelessly tossing your backpack onto the kitchen counter, you miraculously managed to drag yourself to your bed, collapsing on it right away

thank god it's saturday tomorrow

that was the only thought in your mind at present. you'd had a hectic week—no, a hectic fortnight...or was it a month...? your pre-existing headache grew worse as you tried to recall so you gave up eventually

your eyelids grew heavy and just as you were about to board your train to dreamland, star lost by stray kids started playing from the front pocket of your pants. wait, no, that couldn't be right. pockets don't make sounds...oh, it was only your phone ringing

an annoyed grunt escaped your mouth before you checked the caller id. a tired but genuine smile speak across your face when you saw who it was. you accepted the call and put it on speaker

"how's my girl doing?"

you could almost hear the smile in jay's voice, which, in turn, made your own smile widen. "i'm feeling pretty wiped honestly"

jay knew that, he'd noticed the way your smile didn't reach your eyes these days, how your shoulders seemed deflated, the way you looked as if you could pass out at any given moment. of course, he'd be there to catch you if you did

"have you had anything to eat yet?"

"no...sorry"

jay had expected as much

"want me to come over? i can make you something to eat, and then we could cuddle or watch a movie or something"

"yes please, i could really use your cuddles. only if it's not too much of a bother, of course"

"nothing's ever a bother when it comes to you. i'll be there in 10. wait for me, yeah?"

you hummed in response and hung up with an "i love you" which he mirrored back. his soft voice when he spoke to you always warmed your heart. you dozed off thinking about how you truly had the best boyfriend ever

the clatter of pots and pans jolted you awake

you screwed your eyes shut as a groan escaped you, the blaring headache coming back. you heard someone cursing, probably the same person responsible for the racket that disrupted your sleep

sitting up, you began to rub your eyes when you heard a sequence of frantic footsteps, getting progressively closer, and then a pair of arms wrapping around you

you looked up to see jay with an apologetic expression on his face

"i'm soo sorry 'bout that sweetheart, I was trying to be quiet but..."

you mumbled an "it's okay" while hugging him back. after staying in that position for some time, jay broke the silence

"how about you wash up yeah? i'll be in the kitchen"

you noded, shooting him a smile—which he returned—before getting up and making your way to your bathroom

when you came back out, feeling considerably more rested and energized, you found your bed was made, and your previously-cluttered desk was much tidier. a smile made it's way on your face, knowing it could be none other than jay's work

jay noticed you as you approached the kitchen counter, his face lighting up

"you're right on time for dinner!"

"dinner? don't you mean lunch?"

he tilted his head a little to the side in confusion

"it's 7:00 p.m. sweetie"

"already??? have i been out for that long? why didn't you wake me up??"

jay chuckled, "you looked so cute sleeping, i didn't wanna wake you. plus, you seemed like you needed it"

"fair enough"

by then jay announced dinner was ready so you helped him set the table and sat down for dinner. the noodles he'd made were simply delectable. it reminded you of the way you used to make them with your sister. you mentioned it to him among other compliments

"well, where do you think I got the recipe?" he winked. your mouth fell open. no way.

"i literally love you so much"

"love you too" he replied with his adorable smile

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luffyvace · 1 year ago

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How aizawa courts you/relationship headcanons

y’all seem to really like the crush headcanons i did so now i’m doing him when he actually tries to court you and when your actually together :)

this is still going to be canon aizawa btw

also still fem reader in mind

okay so now that aizawa is trying to court you, like in love and wants to date

he’d be forward about it

probably waits until your at his place or yours

then as your doing whatever he’ll ask

“y/n i have something important to tell you”

“yeah? what is it, it’s not bad is it?”

“no, i actually just wanted to know if you’d like to go out somewhere with me. a date.”

your reaction may vary from shock to a knowing smile

either way you accept politely (how could you reject such a fine man?)

so you both talk about the date and end up planning it out right then and there

you decided that weekend would work fine

so after that’s settled you talk about each other’s feelings, how and why they came to be

you figured out you fell first but he fell harder :)

so your first date would be out somewhere simple yet fun and with a little less people

so there’s this place called cat island in japan

yeah

its perfect

(i hope your a cat person)

it’s exactly what you think, there’s cats everywhere search it up

there’s more cats than people actually

its heaven for him

you guys have a fun field day with cats then head back to your house

chatting and looking at the pictures you took

and yeah!

again he’s straight forward with courting

so now we’re on relationship

you guys are definitely closer now

i’ll go through a normal day for y’all then relationship things

aizawa gets up early for his job

he’ll get ready and text you to see how your doing then go to work

if you work at ua with him and live together

he likely gets up first if not y’all are up at the same time

when he’s ready he’ll wake you up if you like to sleep in

and warm the car while he waits if it’s winter (yippie he’s freezing so you don’t have to)

y’all drive to work together

you can text him throughout work but he won’t reply unless it’s important or a genuinely good question

he won’t slack off the job (EVEN THO HE SLEEPS ON IT)

anyway

if you work with him he’ll text you on break if your not already in the staff room

or if you have separate jobs he’ll still text to check up on you

makes sure you eat something

is today stressful so far?

why? vent to him.

he truly cares about your physical and mental health

once you both get home from work he’ll run you a bath and cook dinner

he’s a average cook, can cook basic things

if y’all don’t live together he’s more likely to order take out though

not always junk food sometimes he’s just tired and orders a salad. he’s upset because he knows he can make it himself but he’s just so tired

so he appreciates if you turn the tables and treat him to a bath and hot meal (if y’all moved in together)

but if y’all got your own places sometimes if your both still energized you’ll come over to one another’s house

if y’all live together he falls asleep real fast

won’t mind if you snuggle next to him

except for when he gets hot

then he turns over 😭

sometimes he’ll try to stay up to have those late night convos with you but don’t get mad if he falls asleep, it’s by accident. y’all can always continue the next night :)

he won’t snuggle you btw

just because he naturally stays on his side of the bed

he ain’t a wild sleeper

he flips from side to side

its rare to catch him on his back for more than a few minutes

LUCKY YOU HE’S NOT A BLANKET HOGGER

if you are tho

he’ll get annoyed the first few times but he won’t say anything about it

after a few nights he just gets his own blanket

if your a wild sleeper this annoys him more than hogging the blanket

he’ll tell you, you keep kicking him and slapping him in his sleep and it wakes him up

yknow your boy likes some good sleep so he doesn’t stand for you wakin him up

suggests to get two beds

but you don’t like that idea

so he’ll probably end up putting pillows in between you or sleeping in his sleeping bag on the floor 😭

if y’all stay at different places tho

its rare for y’all to have a sleepover

he doesn’t see the point in having two different houses if you just want to sleep at his

would think about moving in together

but he won’t bring it to the table unless he see’s a opportunity or feels you’d feel comfortable/like that

if you do manage to convince him he’s not staying up and playing or smth he’s literally going to sleep

if your a wild sleeper he won’t do it again

otherwise you may be able to convince him like 2 or 3 more times

dont tell mic though if mic teases him he’ll never do it again

not to spite you but out of annoyance from yamada (mic)

he just won’t feel like it anymore

btw keep your room clean or be scolded

”clean your room y/n there’s no reason you should have clothes and clutter everywhere.”

“you don’t even need half of this stuff, just clean it.”

now to genuine relationship things

well for one i’m telling you he won’t call you pet names

just

“y/n”

”why should i call you ___ if your name is y/n”

doesn’t see the point in them

you may be able to convince him a few years into the relationship to call you “babe” or anything simple and sweet but that’s it

maybe a “n/n” occasionally

if YOU call HIM pet names tho

he wouldn’t mind :)

still doesn’t get it tho

just don’t make it anything too sappy

he’ll funny look you if you do

especially at work

or around mic and all might

would prefer if you stuck to the simple ones or a nickname tho

another thing

if your a hero, a reckless one at that, he’ll worry for you and scold you if you get injured

please don’t give this man a heart attack

”you need to be more rational”

if your already a rational person thank goodness

he’s glad he doesn’t have to babysit a whole class of students and you

random

but

if you like coffee or tea he’ll make you some before/when you get up

if you don’t live together he’ll bring you a cup if you both work at ua

if you work on weekends (idk how some people do it) he’ll bring you a cup on your lunch break

giving each other massages>>

he’s really good at it too

he’s a good person to vent to as well

especially about the stress of work because he felt that

he’ll take you on dates randomly even if y’all are in a relationship

not every week

but he’ll take the time out to spend it with you if he has some

he’s a traditional gentleman

and by that i mean buy you flowers and gifts

but not just “roses 🤓☝️“

he’ll actually take the time to learn your favorite flowers and buys you reals ones to take care of

if you don’t have a green thumb how else will you learn?

so he’ll buy them anyway

helps you take care of them though

he waters them and reminds you to if you live separately

he buys you little trinkets and gifts that BENEFIT you

not just something that’ll “collect dust” as he says

like if you tell him your vacuum breaks down every few months

he’ll RESEARCH one that doesn’t, is inexpensive and cleans well

and buy it for you :)

overall he’s a 10/10 boyfriend 100% green flag

ladies and gentlemen (and whoever’s in between)

get yourself an aizawa

enough said

have a good day/night

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mirai-e-jump · 2 months ago

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TV Life, 1/17/2025 Issue ft. Hino Yusuke & Soma Satoru (translations below)

Publication: December 25, 2024

GavvPare! Vol.9 (Hino Yusuke)

-Frustration is unavoidable for Shouma and Hanto-

Shouma and Hanto have slowly started to work together in battle now that they know each other's identity. I think that for Hanto, Shouma's an invaluable friend he encountered when he was feeling lost and lonely after losing his mother and mentor, someone who understands his situation, and the one and only person who makes him feel that he's not "alone." Because of that however, there are times when he feels frustrated that Shouma won't tell him the secrets he's hiding, or he feels confused as to why he doesn't tell him, and sometimes, he'll feel disgusted with himself for having doubts about Shouma……It'd be easier if they just talked it out, but since they care about each other, they won't. I'm sure all the viewers are also becoming impatient, but I think their relationship comes with frustrations like that (laughs). In reality, Hide and I are able to say whatever we want to say to each other, and recently, I've been able to tell what he's thinking just by looking at his face. I think that's proof that our bond has grown that much deeper, which makes me happy.

Starting from episode 17, the story will take another new turn. All I can say about Hanto is……that you won't have to wait long to see him badly injured in the New Year (laughs). For Hanto, you may tend to think, "Just the other day he was injured and wrapped up in bandages, but now, he's only wearing a single bandage!," but that's because his recovery time has increased due to his body remodification. No matter how badly his body falls apart, he's always willing to face his enemies without being afraid of getting hurt, which makes Hanto really cool. A new Kamen Rider will appear after this, and Gavv and Valen will also encounter a new dilemma, so please look forward to it. And with that, have a happy New Year!

Q: What's something that fills you with energy when you eat it?

A: It's ice cream. I have a weak stomach, so I don't eat it every day, but I'll often have some when I'm feeling tired and want to energize myself, or as a reward for a hard day of work. I especially like the Chocolate Coffee flavored ones by "Papico." I often buy it because it's easy to eat.

Off Shot: Although Shouma and Hanto haven't fully revealed everything to each other yet, and despite their complicated feelings, with the help of Sachika's cheerfulness, they were able to have a Christmas party together. The staff told them, "You can eat starting from the test shot," and it was like they were having a real party, however, Hino got an upset stomach almost immediately (laughs). _

BakuDAYS Vol.21 (Soma Satoru)

-I continued to grow as I focused on Genba-

I think Genba and Sakito were able to play an active role together in the Soccer Ball Grumer story of episode 41. I had told the staff quite some time ago that, "I want to do a story where soccer's included!," and I was very happy that they were able to make it happen for this episode. Since Miyazawa-kun and I both like to play soccer, we kicked a ball around together during breaks and had alot of fun while filming.

Genba's a character who had a strong desire for revenge against Disrace, so after his defeat, I've been making a conscious effort to perform in a way that expresses a stronger sense of compassion for his friends, and to show a calmer expression on his face. So far, Genba's drawn a line between him and Sakito, but for the soccer game in episode 41 and other recent episodes, I feel that it's been shown that he's come to seriously trust all the Boonboomger members as friends.

Looking back on 2024, it's been a year full of Boonboomger. It saddens me to think that my daily routine of getting up early every morning to go out and film will soon come to an end. I felt that Genba's character was difficult to grasp during the beginning, and I would search for ways to play the role. However, I discussed things with the Director, and there were tons of things I felt during my interactions with the other characters. I think that being able to continuously focus on Genba throughout the year helped me grow as well.

From this point on, there are many developments that you can't afford to miss. If you pay attention to the smallest details, such as the facial expressions on each character, I think you'll be surprised and enjoy things even more!

Q: What's something the "Procurer" wants to obtain?

A: What I really want right now is an (Japanese) oven range! I cook every day, and yet still don't own one. I think an oven range would broaden my cooking horizons. I think I'll buy one as a reward for myself after filming is over! (laugh).

BakuageSHOT: Filming for the soccer episode was also cranked up! But, and this is just between you and me, I was ever so slightly nervous dribbling the ball inbetween napalm explosions (laughs). Well, in any case, it was a time that reminded me of my school days~!

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