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[mrsbuckybarnes1917]

Oral Arguments

Pairing: Husband!Bucky x Female!Doctor!Reader

Word Count: 2,072

Warnings: oral sex

A/N: I’m not usually a fan of the Y/N and Y/L/N thing, but needs must. Sorry, I just had to vent about this personal issue. Thank you Daisy @firefly-graphics for this banner!

It was late when you finally crawled into bed. Bucky was already there, for once. 

“Hey, doll!”

“That’s Doctor Y/L/N to you, buddy,” you poked him angrily in the chest.  “Not Mrs. Bucky Barnes!”

Bucky’s eyebrows disappeared into his hairline, shocked by your sudden outburst. He had no chance to make a rebuttal as you continued with your rant.

“Just because I’m a woman, it doesn’t make me any less of a doctor… or professional, for that matter,” you grumbled.

“Of course it doesn’t.”

You continued without listening to his response. “I hate that parents say ‘tell the lady what’s wrong’ but with male doctors it’s ‘tell the doctor’.”

Even though he longed to interrupt with words of comfort, Bucky suspected that you wouldn’t take very kindly to it at this particular moment in time. 

“I’m sick of being known as somebody’s appendage. I worked my ass off to get my degree and to hold the position I do now and it’s infuriating that it means nothing.”

You barely noticed the look of shock and worry on Bucky’s face as you vented your frustrations.

“This is your fault, that’s what it is!” You turned to him and poked him in the chest with your index finger.

“M-my fault?” Bucky asked, eyes widening with surprise.

“Yeah! You had to go and make me fall in love with you and marry you!” you pouted. 

“Oh, well then I guess I’m guilty as charged. I don’t regret it,” Bucky smiled, relief washing over him.

“Well now it’s all Mrs. Barnes this, Mrs. Barnes that. I mean these are the same people who once called me Dr. Y/L/N. Just because I’m married I suddenly lose my title. It’s not fair. I hate that I have to work twice as hard to prove myself of being capable.”

“I know, doll.”

“It’s exhausting.”

“I can’t even begin to imagine.”

Suddenly you felt incredibly dejected and your shoulders slumped. “I’m sorry… for yelling. I shouldn’t have.”

“You have every right to get the respect you deserve.” Bucky out his large hands on your arms, gently rubbing them.

“You know I love being your wife. I wouldn’t have it any other way. But not I’m just-”

“My wife?”

You sighed, feeling deflated and completely out of steam.

“I know just the thing!” Bucky’s lips twitched with mischief. “Turn around.”

You did as he asked and Bucky shuffled up behind you, his long thick fingers massaging the knots from your shoulder blades, making you moan in pleasure, and sending pulses of warmth through your neurons. You could feel the knots of tension ebb away with the kneading of his strong digits. Slowly, his touch softened to feather light brushes across your bare shoulders.

The tip of Bucky’s nose tickled your neck, taking in your scent: jasmine and watery cyclamen shampoo. His warm breath sent shivers down your arms as he traced the contour of your neck; lips followed in suit, sweeping the skin on the nape. Bucky moved closer, his chest flush against your back as he nibbled at the helix of your ear, teeth gently scraping your skin.

“Buck, that tickles,” you giggled and turned to face him.

Tilting your face up to meet his eyes, you met his gentle soft look of adoration. You could feel his love and devotion and an almost schoolgirl blush rose to your cheeks.

“Buck, I-” you opened your mouth to thank him, but he silenced you gently with a tap of his finger to your upper lip.

“Shhh, you deserve nothing but the best.”

He traced the outline of your lips, grazing the grooves first with his forefinger, but as you closed your eyes to enjoy the sweet sensation, the texture of his contact changed. Tantalizingly, his lips danced the tango with yours, you breathed in the scent of scotch, and knew that he had indulged in a nightcap before you had rather obtrusively invaded his peaceful evening. Tilting your head back and lifting your jaw, you reached forward longingly, craving the taste of his tongue, his own unique twist of coffee and whiskey. Except that his mouth was just out of reach, guarded by this handsome nose. Every step you took to claim his lips was countered gracefully with the nuzzle of his nose against yours. Unable to satisfy your craving, you opened your eyes to glare into those sapphire orbs, which you knew would stoke the fire that was already raging inside of you. His eyes were wide open, pupils dilated, waiting to meet your gaze, filled with mirth and lust.

“You know it drives me nuts when you tease me like this.”

His lips turned upwards into a smirk at your words, but he remained frustratingly silent, so unlike your smooth-talking husband who always had an opinion, always something to say.

Instead, his thumb stroked the notch of your clavicle tenderly, his fingers working their way across your shoulder, slipping off the silky strap of your chemise. For every motion his fingers made, his eyes never left yours, his attention never waning, even when they brushed your nipple, making you gasp and lean back into his chest. His hand lingered on your bosom, as the other explored the remainder of your body, roaming over your arm, across your stomach, stroking your thighs. Up and down, his hand glided over your frame, every caress did nothing but ignite an insatiable yearning, a longing to be filled.

Each seductive slide, the occasional tantalizing twirl, he edged closer to satisfying your ever increasing desire but never quite giving you the relief you craved. Releasing you from his embrace, Bucky lowered you down onto the pillows behind you, stopping for a moment, only to gently brush the stray strand of hair from your face and give you an adoring smile before returning to his ministrations. His mouth left a blazing trail of kisses from your jaw, down your chest and belly, stopping short of giving you any real pleasure, only adding fuel to the tempestuous flame that raged at your core.

The base of his palm nestled itself on your pubic symphysis as comfortably as though it was made to be there. The pressure applied by his digits made you whimper longingly, each push at the fabric of your underwear made you buck your hips wantonly with the smallest of hopes that he would give you the release you desired. Keeping his hand hovering over the wetness permeating your panties, he placed a hand between your thighs, pulling them apart, splaying your legs, making a great show of his microscopic examination of your personal anatomy.

Finally you could no longer take the agonizing wait for your own gratification, the words burst from your mouth without thought or control, “Bucky please, could you just fuck me already?”

“Gladly,” he growled, although you could barely hear him over the blood coursing through your vessels.

Bucky was rarely one to rush into things headlong, rarely. Pushing aside the small strip of material covering your dripping slit, he slid his fingers between your folds, sending a burst of ecstacy spiraling through to your fingertips. Ever so slowly he parted your lips, lowering himself between them. 

You held your breath in anticipation of what you knew was coming, his eyes told you exactly what he intended. Despite the promise of pleasure, you weren’t prepared for the electrifying sensation that burst through you as Bucky’s tongue touched your clit. This was only the first of a series of impulses, delightful, delicious, delectable, dazzling, delirious! They fired through your nervous system, sending waves of euphoria to every fiber of your being. Twirling, flicking, sucking, he devoured you with fervor. Within minutes you felt dangerously close to coming undone, your body undulated with the rhythm of his tongue. It was a struggle to keep your eyes on him, your hands clutched at the sheets; he was certainly enjoying watching you unravel at the seams. 

Just as you thought you couldn’t stand it anymore, Bucky made you cry out as he slipped two fingers inside you, flexing them slightly into the shape of a hook as he dragged them in and out of your leaking center. The thrusts weren’t hard, neither were they fast, just paced, the same as the stroke of his tongue. Together they massaged the small bundle of nerves to reach your zenith, making you convulse in bliss as your orgasm finally hit, like a tidal wave, strong with its first impact but spreading far and wide, filling every nook and every cranny in its fluidity.  He continued to milk you through your climax, until the tide ebbed away, leaving you lying on the beach of paradise.

Needless to say, he looked rather proud of himself, as he rose from his position. Bucky pulled back the scrunched up material of your lacy garment, smoothing away the creases before leaving a chaste kiss on your silk covered lips.

“One of those would be nice up here, too,” you smiled, pointing at your mouth. 

Still sat between your open legs, Bucky leaned over to indulge you in a real kiss. And even as his tongue worked its magic in a whole new way, you became aware of his throbbing appendage as it pressed against you, begging for attention.

“Buck, do you want me to take care of that for you?” you breathed out between kisses.

He finally spoke, “no, it’s fine. Today is about you.”

“Are you sure? I don’t mind… in fact, I want to.”

“It’s ok, I got this,” he rose to go to the bathroom.

“Buck!” you called after him, propping yourself up on your elbows. “Wait!”

He turned to look at you expectantly.

“Stay?” you asked hopefully, then hesitantly, “if you don’t mind, I- I’d like to watch.”

His eyes darkened. “Really?”

You patted at the space between your legs. “Only if you want to.”

Bucky crawled back to the space he had not long evacuated and it occurred to you that he suddenly looked a little unsure of himself. This wasn’t something either of you had done previously.

“You probably need to remove your pants to deal with that,” you nodded at the bulge in his pants that seemed to be ever increasing.”

“Doctor’s orders?”

“I recommend removal for thorough examination,” you sat up, curled your legs beneath you and leaned closer for a view.

The tables had turned and now your husband was the one sitting exposed between your legs. He stood to attention before your eyes, hard and erect, with a glisten at the head which told you he was ready for action. The urge to reach out and stroke him was strong, but you held your hands away, as he had asked. Your breath came hard and fast as you watched Bucky work his hand up and down his length. 

Mesmerized, you found it impossible to tear your eyes away from the way Bucky’s fingers slid over the ridges of his erection, the well defined grooves that frequently drove you crazy when he pushed inside you. Intently you watched, that was until you felt Bucky’s eyes boring into you. Your gaze snapped up to meet his. The smirk on his lips was bigger than ever and for the first time all evening, you felt a blush creep into your already flushed cheeks, the garnacha rosé turning a merlot red. You bit your lip and smiled shyly. It was Bucky who broke eye contact, as his eyes rolled back and his eyelids fluttered furiously.

“Doll, pass me a condom- quickly.” 

“Why?”

“Easier clean up,” he muttered breathlessly. 

“I have a better idea,” you pointed at your mouth. 

There was no time for objections or closing arguments, the verdict was in. Panting slightly, he nodded and you nimbly scooted around to place your mouth at his tip, in time to see him shudder and catch the eruption of his sweet silvery elixir. Bucky did his best to keep his gaze glued to yours, as you swallowed the luscious nectar of his rapture, giving his tip a quick but unauthorized kiss. He watched as you withdrew your lips, stained with succulent drops of milky paradise.

Both of you lay back on the pile of pillows behind you, much more relaxed than you had been before.

“Buck?” you called tentatively.

“Mmmm?” he hummed in response.

“You can call me Mrs. Barnes whenever you like.”

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Broken Hearts and Valentines Cards.

Steve sends you a card for Valentine's day, it's just as a friend... Eddie isn't so happy and his mouth runs away with him, which you overhear.

Eddie Munson x Reader, Jealous Eddie, Kinda mean Eddie at the end, sorry 😌 bit of an angsty fic instead of a fluffy Valentines.

❤️

Steve had overheard you speaking to Nancy and Robin about Valentines Day. It was a few days before the big day, and you were mentioning that you hadn't been sent a card before.

"It would be nice wouldn't it? Even to receive just one card, normally it never used to bother me but-'' You trail off, your chatty demeanour soon becoming shyer, hesistant to speak.

"But you wouldn't mind a card from a certain metalhead'' Nancy teases and you nod, then sigh.

"Never going to happen though" you reply, and Steve stays in the background so you don't realise he's heard. Robin catches his eye and must realise he's scheming after hearing your confession.

If you wanted a card then Steve was going to send you one. After all what could go wrong?

...

Valentine ''cupids'' were wandering the cafeteria handing out Valentines cards. The cupids in question were some reluctant and some eager students, they were holding indivual boxes labelled Valentines mail.

Eddie was ranting at the Hellfire table, he dreaded this day and all the bullshit consumerism that came with it.

"I can't stand this shit. It's just another day that corporates use to trick the gullible into buying manufactured shit" he snaps.

"Tell us how you really feel dude" Gareth jokes, then quietens at Eddie's sharp look, Eddie doesn't notice how quiet you've grown, the sad look on your face at his words.

Then something unexpected happens, one of the cupids comes up to the Hellfire table and drops a card right in front of you.

There's a stunned silence, you pick up the card and hold it gently. You've never had a card before... Who sent it?

You open it and smile at the cute picture of a kitten and puppy snuggled up together. Hearts surround them, it's really adorable.

The card is signed from an Admirer, heat floods through your body and you beam. Even if it's from a friend, it's still very sweet and you hold it reverently.

"Who sent it?" Jeff asks curious, he peers over your shoulder. ''Ooh an admirer" he teases.

Eddie frowns "Why not just sign who it's from then?" his big brown eyes narrow at the card. You tuck the card into your bag and shake your head.

"It's romantic, or just being sweet. People can be sweet and not have a motive Eddie" you point out to him.

Robin passes you and grins in delight.

"I'm glad you got it! Steve will be pleased, he was like an anxious mother hen this morning" you blink surprised, oh.

"Harrington sent it" Eddie yelps and Robin nods to you, beaming.

"Mmm, overhead you saying about Valentines Day, got it in his head to send you a card" she explains.

"That is so sweet" you beam, remembering to thank Steve next time you see him. Meanwhile, Eddie was still quiet, which with him was never a good thing...

❤️

Family Video was one of Eddie's favourite places, he loved finding new horror movies that he hadn't seen yet, along with D&d and playing the guitar, it was one of his favourite things to do to pass time.

Steve was working today with Robin and Eddie discreetly watched him. Dustin sung Steve's praises and Eddie had gotten to know Steve, knew he was a good guy-better than Eddie ever thought. Rich, goodlooking and the chick's loved him but he was a genuine nice guy.

So Eddie couldn't explain why he was so angsty at the thought of Steve sending you that card. Did he like you as more than a friend and wanted to ask you out or something?

"Hey Steve, what's the deal with you sending that card?" he blurts out. Steve raises an eyebrow, folds his arms across his chest and frowns.

"I don't see the problem? I was being a good friend" Steve shrugs and Eddie follows him around as he puts away the videos.

"Do you like her? Is this what it's about?" he demands. Robin, who's listening to the whole conversation is quiet. Until Eddie keeps going on about it and she finally snaps.

Robin rolls her eyes. "Eddie, I'm going to be completely blunt, because you're annoying me right now with how much of a dingus you're being. You're jealous. Sooner you admit it to yourself, the better you'll feel"

Jealous, there was no way he was jealous Eddie scoffs. Robin didn't know what she was talking about.

"Jealous of what? I don't see yn like that at all, she's not my type. She's too into romance, fairytale shit. Nope, no fucking way" he doesn't notice Steve's wide eyes or Robin's furious look.

Confused he turns around, you're standing shock still, looking at Eddie with heartbreak in your eyes.

"Nice to know what you think of me Eddie" you murmur quietly and leave. Robin curses him out as she follows you, leaves Eddie with a horrid sinking feeling in his chest.

Fuck.

[thequeenofthedisneyverse]

can we have villain kenji dating headcanons please😞🙏

Oh boy...well, I can try

Villain! Kenji x Fem reader

Mentions of blood, fighting (not with you), and death/character death (not you), you being morally grey...and Kenji being a simp.

He's a complete sweetheart to you and WORSHIPS the ground you walk on. Ever heard of a feminist nut-case? It's him. He respects you wholeheartedly and sees you for you because his mama raised him right.

Super gentle and a soft-talker with you. You're...actually the ONLY person he's like this around. To everyone else, arrogant prick x10 on a regular basis.

He likes to cuddle you after a long day and whisper sweet-nothings into your ear. "I missed you so much" "I love you so much, baby" "stay with me, please" cue the cutest goo goo eyes you've ever seen. How could you say no to him?

This man doesn't know when to stop gifting so whenever he even THINKS about something you would like you better prepare for there to be a box of whatever product it is on your doorstep.

Gamer girl? New gaming equipment in your favorite color. Book girl? New books on your doorstep. Baker, artist, crafter? All of it on your doorstep.

You ask for something? Consider it done. You LOOK at something in the mall? It's yours.

If he thinks a certain outfit would look good on you or he finds a certain candy, you like? All yours...just please don't leave him.

Ken lets you ride on his motorcycle from time to time. He prefers you in the back with your arms wrapped around him because it's a comforting feeling, not to mention safe. But if you want, he'll let you sit in the front but it's rare.

A guy cat-called you once while Kenji was there with you. Yeah uh...that guy was sent to the hospital. It was the first time you've ever seen him so...angry. You've heard rumors of Kenji's temper but seeing as he was so sweet to you, you just thought the rumors were just...rumors.

That was until you literally had to pull him off the guy so he wouldn't kill him. Seriously, he was strangling him after punching him in the face 10 times.

It was...kind of hot to be fair.

Kenji's hair was disheveled, his nose bleeding, and a fiery look in his eyes. And you found his act of rage a little sweet. If he was willing to strangle a guy for just catcalling you, what would he do if a guy touched you?

You then realized you found a good guy who's willing to stand up for you! Albeit a bit crazy, but still a good guy.

After his anger went away, the soft side of him came back and apologized to you profusely.

"I- I'm so sorry baby, p- please don't leave! Y- You were never supposed to see that side of me, shit! I'm a good guy I promise I am! He...he just, he deserved it! He shouldn't have been talking to you like that! You're a princess to me baby, a queen! And you deserve to be treated like one...please don't leave me..."

He meant every word of it girl...every. last. word. Especially the "don't leave me" parts.

Before you came along, Kenji was alone. So utterly alone. His beloved mother was dead. His father....ugh (don't even get him started on that). No friends or relatives to talk to or come by. One-night stands didn't do anything except a couple seconds of bliss.

So, like I said, so completely and utterly alone.

But when you came along...you changed that. An angel from the heavens that chose him to spend their time with.

This man would let the world burn if it meant to save your life. He doesn't like people very much anyway.

He introduced you to Lillith, his black IBM female boa. Let's pretend you like snakes.

Snake ahead, TRIGGER WARNING

You find her absolutely adorable and sweet. She likes you a lot too! You let her hang around your neck or arm when Kenji brings her too your dates or when you hang out at his house.

Kenji loves that his two favorite girls are getting along. He has many pictures of you two chilling in his phone and looks at them from time to time to actually feel something other than anger or nothing while he's out.

You brought back a light in him that he thought had died a long time ago. A reason to live...well, apart from baseball, killing Kaiju's, and ruining his father's legacy of course.

Fancy dining places are a must. You can't blame the man for want to wine and dine you...and showing you off to the press a little bit.

Hmmm...you found it odd that the guy that cat-called you hasn't pressed charges or uttered a peep about what ken did to him. You understood why the news hadn't caught footage of the incident tho.

It happened late at night when you and Kenji were coming out of a bar. It had been raining that night and most of the lights went out due to the water getting to the electricity.

So, it would be hard for the cameras to pick up faces very well due to the darkness and most of them circuiting out too.

But it was so strange...nothing from him.

You got your answer when you turned the news on though.

The guy that cat-called you was found dead in a trash bin next to the EXACT same bar you had your date with Kenji. Ishima Agama was his name.

He seemed to have suffered horrible lacerations, burns, severed limbs, and much other nasty things.

His death...didn't bother you though. You figured Kenji must've done it. I mean...who else would've done it? It only happened two weeks after Kenji pummeled him, and it was in the exact same place it beat his ass.

You always trusted your gut and your gut says it's Kenji. But instead of seeing this as a red flag, you saw it as a green one!

He killed for you just because of a cat-calling degenerate. That's the nicest thing a guy has ever done for you!

After dating for about a year or so, he told you that he was Ultraman! Which...is the coolest freaking thing ever!

He saved Japan from Kaiju's countless of times! So, what if his methods were a little violent? The Kaiju's were too. That's how violent animals were supposed to be treated right? Either with sedatives or brute force.

He was so confused as to why you were so cool with it but as you explained your reasons...he knew you were a keeper.

After that little adventure he introduced you to the idea of Kaiju meat. Something Kenji has tailored to him and a few other rich people (let's pretend Kaiju's don't have radiation). Turns out the KDF also sells a few cutlets of meat to a few rich folks who want a taste of a rare "delicacy" meat.

It's actually quite good when it's cooked and served right, better that wagyu.

Sooo, yeah, you two lovebirds get along great!

His anger issues, arrogance, or murderous tendencies to affect you because you love him for who he is...and for the fact that he never acts that way toward you.

That's all I've got, if you guys want anything more specific, lmk!

[sykokilljoyy]

If reqs are still open, could you do w2s harry x golden retriever!Reader? Like she’s just always happy and overjoyed? I’m curious to see their dynamic

WROETOSHAW X GOLDEN RETRIEVER!READER HEADCANONS

a/n: i am in love with whoever sent this anon. i love people w golden retriever energy they're my favs so this is my fav y/n concept ever ever. also quickly learnt i have no idea how to spell retriever it's so hard for no reason. love u all!! more writing coming soon x

firstly, this man is cuddly. i don't care who you ask, he's a real life teddy bear and i'm not accepting any arguments

so when it comes to you, and your very apparent love language of touch, this sweet man cannot stop his arms from opening to you.

2am, 6am, 11pm, no matter when, and no matter the reason, he can't deny how persuasive your giddy grin can be, and the puppy dog eyes, of course

you're his biggest supporter by a mile

he makes some toast?? round of applause for this man

you're so proud of him no matter what

and you make it so obvious, which he appreciates beyond words

you both come as a package

wherever he goes, you go – happily, with a smile on your face

to summarise the dynamic, it's a lot of heart eyes

the first time you both went public with the relationship, on a Sidemen Sunday of all places, the comments consisted of basically a lot of;

'oh my god the way they look at him is so cute'

'i can't get over the way they look at him'

'Y/N IS ADORABLE I CAN'T'

harry is a big gift giver

sometimes it's hard for him to convey his emotions with words, he can struggle with affection from time to time

but when things get hard and he can't tell you how much he loves you, you'll come home to a beautiful necklace, or tickets to a concert from favourite artist, or a romantic getaway somewhere expensive

you hop excitedly into his room to thank him

he's sitting at his desk, nervous, hoping his gift is telling you what he can't

him seeing your bright, loving smile and the buzz in your eyes makes his whole body relax and he finally finds the words

“i love you so much, y/n”

you jump to him, face buried in his neck, and he can't deny that the feeling of your embrace makes his heart sore out of his chest

one morning, after a long day the day before

you’re laying in his bed, barely conscious, your eyes still misty from sleep

immediately, you feel harry’s arms pull gently at your waist, bringing you towards him

his lips are on your cheek, hands touching your skin softly

he can feel your smile without even opening his eyes

“you know you reach for me in your sleep” he whispers, his voice is still haunted by sleep

“because i love you, and you’re always warm”

“you’re like a golden retriever, you know”

he feels you smile wider

the only downside of this dynamic, is when arguments arise

conflict is always natural in a relationship, and you do understand that

but you wear your heart on your sleeve, and your admiration for your boyfriend is so strong that when it gets rough, and maybe communication gets skewed, you find it incredibly hard

if he needs space, you find it difficult to keep your mind from him

you give him whatever he needs to get his head straight, and he does the same, but it rattles you a little, not being with him when you need to the most

but when he calls you one night, with his tone warm as honey, asking how you are, that he's missed you and he's ready to talk things through, your heart fills with happiness and relief

overall, it's the sweetest dynamic, and harry adores it

you're a bundle of joy with a heart of gold, and the love you have for this man, you're never secretive about it

he wouldn't ever change it for the world <3

[lina-lovebug]

USM characters dating an Avengers daughter

- you knew his about his not-so-subtle crush on your dad when you first met, and decided not to tell him

- you adore him but whose to say he won't just use you as an excuse to hang out with your philanthropist billionaire playboy dad?

- but you'd been dating awhile, and had met Aunt May (who adored you), so why were you avoiding the subject of your dad?

- that was until you were fixing your suit and Peter walked in, gave you a kiss and offered to help. You forgot the little engraving your dad left you on your suit, "be careful and kick ass, love dad"

- "aw, that's sweet," he smiled, "when can I meet him?"

- "you. . .already have," you said, trying to gage his reaction, "he made me my first suit. . .and yours"

- it took him a few seconds but then it all clicked. His super amazing genius girlfriend whose dad bought her a Porsche at fifteen was Tony Stark

- his idol

- "I'm sorry I didn't say anything sooner, but you idolize him and I was scared and-"

- he understood - completely shocked but understood

- he does ask if that means he can drive the Porsche now tho

- you and your mom? Best friends

- danny and your mom? Not so much

- being the daughter of Black Widow herself came with a lot of trust, and many secrets so you never intended on dating because of it

- but then this handsome motherfucker gentleman comes along and you're on cloud nine

- you told him you have a complicated past and he respected that, waiting until you were ready

- but he's Iron Fist, King of K'un L'un and an Agent of SHIELD so he took notice when you'd disappear from team sessions

- he admits he got curious and followed one day, and there you were: training with Black Widow herself, and doing it flawlessly

- and at the end of it, his suspicions were confirmed once you hugged and said, "thanks, mom"

- "So are you gonna introduce us or does he always do that?" She made DIRECT eye contact with him and it honestly sent a shiver down his spine

- he introduced himself, remaining calm and collected, which impressed her but she also knows that people can hide how they rlly feel

- she GRILLED HIM

- "where'd you grow up?" "K'un L'un" "who are your parents?" "Heather and Wendell Rand" "if you're a billionaire, why do you wear five dollar flip flops?"

- you knew she approved of him, but she liked to keep him on his toes

- "beloved, I love you, but your mother scares me"

- oh how does one BEGIN to explain to their bullet proof boyfriend that their dad is Thor?

- he knew you had to be other worldly, and not just because he thinks you're a Goddess you accidentally struck him with lightning one time

- you wanted to keep it a secret for a bit before the Almighty Thor comes in and demands to know Luke's intentions

- "babe, why is Thor asking me when I'm proposing?"

- being a God came with perks, so Thor knew not long after you guys started dating that something was amiss with his daughter

- (you stopped remembering to being him poptarts and he got upset)

- "how do I know if he is worthy of your hand?"

- "He makes me laugh :) and he's bulletproof so. . ."

- they get along great

- his first trip to Asgard was a bit intimidating but seeing as you're half human, your mom reminded him that love between you guys was possible

- "I recommend a traditional Asgardian ceremony-"

- "dad we're sixteen"

- o h b o i

- talk about overprotective father

- you're a minute late, who were you with? What were you doing? I want their names, addresses, social security-

- if you guessed Winter Soldier a.k.a Bucky then you guessed right

- he knew something was up the moment you two lingered for a bit after training, and watching from the top deck this man SPOTTED your hands brush and asked Fury for Novas' personal file

- but knowing your dad, you were actually able to keep your relationship a secret for two months before he put the pieces together himself

- you both were out on a picnic date, Sam having made a cute cake, and a very threatening man with a metal arm came up sat down, smiled at him, held his hand out and said, "Samuel Alexander, sixteen, last Nova, grew up in Carefree, and 5'8, correct?"

- you were LIVID

- meanwhile Sam was like "omg he knows my name :0!!"

- you had told Sam long before dating that your dad was extremely overprotective, but Sam being Sam was just excited that his badass girlfriend has a badass dad!!

- and Buckys like "wtf this kid isn't even remotely terrified"

- Sam asks question after question, and it even turns into a third wheel - as in they're bonding and you're just there

- Bucky likes him but still tries to be somewhat intimidating, being the infamous Winter Soldier and all

- "Babe. . .baabe. . .when's your dad gonna be back? I wanna ask him if he likes my new helmet look"

- so like where do I even start

- you and Ava had been dating for a couple of months before she started to realize that she hadn't met your family

- you told her that they were just really intense and you didn't wanna scare her

- but who could scare White Tiger? So she insisted and you said "your funeral"

- also how does one explain to their partner that they technically shouldn't exist because your dad is a robot and your mom is a witch?

- your brothers LOVE her

- Billy and Tommy immediately recognized Ava, seeing as they'd work with the team from time to time and said "ooh our sisters dating the smart one"

- and Ava like, "babe I think I kicked one of their asses in training"

- Wanda adores Ava, she thinks she's good for you and might as well have someone mentally stable in your life

- Meanwhile in Avas' mind, "omg omg her mom is Scarlet Witch, her dad is Vision - wait is that why she's so smart? Is my girlfriend a robot?"

- no you're not a robot

- Vision likes her, and he knew about you two before you two even started dating. Why? You rambled about White Tiger during dinner once and Vision CLOCKED that look in your eyes

- needless to say, Sunday dinners with your family are now mandatory with Ava

[markiemelon]

hii! i just found out about your blog! i wanted to request something but i also wanted to compliment your work! you have the writing style that pulls me in so that i really read the story word for word (most of the time i just skim through the entire fic to just get to the ending lol) so thank you for existing and writing these stories. they feel like a big hug! keep up the good work, i will definetly read your work in the future and catch up on your other work that i havent gotten to yet!

as for my request haha, i was wondering if you could write for jeno? im a sucker for soft jeno, but i cant really find anything that isnt wayyy too cringey. tbh soft jeno is very rare i feel like *sobs*

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like, jeno is a really cold boyfriend who doesnt really show his affection, and even when he does, he doesnt admit it. for example, when he prepares a gift for you, he puts it in a place where a lot of people can access, so that you dont know that its him. haha and then when you ask him abt it, he pretends he has no idea what ur talking abt.

the only time that jeno is soft and cuddly is when ur abt to sleep or when hes sleepy.

can u js write abt jeno being exceptionally cuddly one day in bed, and the reader is really surprised?

also maybe jeno confesses abt sweet things hes done for reader in the past?

if ur not interested, please ignore! i know i wrote a lot haha, sorry.

bye!

@dungiewungie you are the sweetest. im so flattered. thank you for reading my stories!!!! thank youuu!!! so much!!!!! ♡ ♡ ♡

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pillows

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☆ genre. flufffff + no warnings

☆ pairings. jeno x gn!reader

{11:55 pm ~ ♡}

you and jeno didn’t live together, but somehow he always found a way back to your place. he loved staying with you. he loved the way that the pillows smelled of your shampoo and how your perfume lingered on the silky sheets…

side by side, you and jeno lied in your bed, heads sunken into your pillows.

“yn, why do you have so many pillows? we can barely fit on this bed.”

he was right, you did have way too many pillows, but you liked piling them up and burring yourself to feel cozy.

he tried to throw some off to the side of the bed but you wouldn’t let him. “noo. i need all of them.”

jeno rolled his eyes and pretended to act annoyed. he shuffled around a bit to get comfortable despite drowning in the fluffiness around him. the two of you lied in silence for a moment.

“talk to me.” he said.

“talk to you?” you answered.

“yeah. it helps me sleep.” his voice was quiet.

your lips stretched past your teeth as you thought of all the things you could talk to jeno about. you figured now would be the perfect time to confront him about something since he couldn’t really go anywhere...

“remember that time you got jealous when my secret admirer sent me flowers?”

“yeah… “ he said shyly. “also..i gave you those flowers.” he confessed, a bit hesitantly. “that was before we started dating so i was kind of embarrassed.” jeno rubbed the nape of his neck.

he avoided looking at you; he was just too flustered to.

hearing that made your cheeks light up. “jenooooooo!” you wanted to give him the biggest hug, but you knew he hated your cuteness aggression. so you just told him how adorable he was, and went back to drifting off to sleep…

“yn. come here.”

your head perked up as you gladly placed yourself the closest you could to jeno while still lying side-by-side.

“no” he said, “here.”

jeno put his arm around your back, and pulled your head to rest on top of his chest. “i meant here.”

you didn’t say anything, you just giggled to yourself as you thought about how funny it was that out of all the pillows you had to choose from, he was the softest one.

thank you thank youuu for requesting! i haven’t had much time to write so I’m sorry this took soooo long. i really hope you like it ♡

-🍉

[cursedcupcakemaster]

can I please order a Spider Cider and Poison apple pie x reader yandere reader.

sincerely 🦝 anon (if you don't mind me being called that) sent with love because your a lovey person

Happy spooky season!

Aww that's sweet and I don't mind calling you that and congratulations you're my first double Dutch poison apple pie requestor 🦝 anon

Order; double dutch poison apple pie and a glass of spider cider

Notes; I do not own twisted wonderland, Skully or the reader,Skully and Twst belong to Disney as well as the brilliant mind of Yana Toboso, reader belongs to themselves, this is just my interpretation of how this would go with the character, reader isn't neccesarily Yuu but if you want to imagine they are you're welcome to, y/n, reader is you

Warnings;yandere reader and yandere, reader and Skully Skully may or may not have killed a few people, implied death, implied minor cannibalism(?),descriptions of blood

Yandere Skully J. X yandere reader

Sickly sweet

Everyone adored your sweet shop and you just loved baking for everyone, but there was a favorite customer of yours

Skully J. Graves, the most handsome man in town at least to you anyways

His order was always the same a glass of apple cider and a slice of your pumpkin pie

Just seeing him made your heart race and brought a genuine smile to your face

You would secretly watch him enjoy the treat and just seeing the happy expression he would make on the first bite made you feel so giddy

It helped that you always had an extra special ingredient that helped you get so popular

Sadly today you weren't greeted with the usual smile of Skully, he looked positively miserable

You went over to ask Skully what was wrong and he told you about how everyone threw his invitations in the trash

He had been telling you about a wonderful party he was planning this year, even asked you to make treats for the event since no one could do it the way you could

"I'll just have to cancel it if no one will come" the skeleton like man said with gloom in his voice

An idea crossed your mind before you spoke

"Don't cancel it just yet Skully, I'll find a way to convince them"

Your words managed to calm him down before he hugged you tightly thanking you but it was time to put your plan into action

When it was time for the party you arrived with a load of guests behind you many of them smiling

Skully had gone all out with the decorations including those lovely little games that one would have for kids of guessing what was inside a jar and feeling it

Inside them were rather odd feelings

Skully was very happy with the treats you had brought, your lovely red velvet cake and a few meat pies, lollipops bright red of course you included your famous pumpkin pie Just for him

The guest all throughout never really said anything fearing it would upset you or skully

Skully raised a brow when one of the guests seemed ready to go home within a few minutes of eating your meat pie until you said you'd handle it

The guest wasn't seen for the rest of the party after

After a while you danced with skully who asked to meet in private after the party was over

When you did he smiled at you "I'll keep your secret if you keep mine " he spoke

"Oh? And which one is that Skully?" You giggled

"Your secret ingredient you made extra with it today just for me right?" He asked

"I did but don't worry if anyone says anything I'll be sure to treat them the same way I did the last one"

"Funny I found some extra"

He showed you the last people who had been rude to you in your shop that went missing months ago

Their organs were missing from their insides to their eyes, this would normally frighten anyone but certainly not someone who was used to cooking with those parts

This made you smile because it meant there was someone as crazy about you as you were them and now you had a little baking partner who would throw the best parties every year on Halloween

All with a secret ingredient along with love

[anintrovertedechoe]

QUESTION QUESTION QUESTION

what nicknames / terms of endearment do you think the brothers would call MC ?

to all the people who sent in prompt requests im so sorry it’s the illness i swear-

BUT ANYWAYS

Pet Names the Brothers Call MC

Lucifer

heart’s dearest

okay so i read this in a fic once and it’s a guilty pleasure of mine now i absolutely adore this pet name and fully believe Luce would call you this it’s canon guys there’s no room for objection

flower

you bloom in his presence and he will nourish your growth with everything he has to make sure you never wither away

darling

this one i think would be for either softer moments OR when he’s fed up with you and he’s like ‘darling, please get Cerberus off of you, he’s over 400 pounds it’s not safe for you to let him sit on you like that’ and ur jus like ‘hehe ouppy’

honorable mentions: dear/dearest, precious, dove, angel (teehee)

Mammon

treasure

cmon guys we all know that he would call you this it’s basically canon I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN RAHHH 🗣️🗣️‼️ he’s so sweet my baby mwah mwah. I can’t see him calling you jewel or ruby or anything like that it’s too formal for him. maybe diamond ??

birdie

yk how crows are his familiars? yeah. plus whenever he looks at you he feels his heart soar and he thinks not even the sky is the limit when it comes to the two of you. you just make him so happy bro :(

sweetheart

once again i think this could be used for softer or sadder moments BUT also when he’s like being silly or cheeky w you hes so babygirl coded he so meow

honorable mentions: darlin’, babe/baby, angel (he would also call you this but it’s less intense and more casual), human

cmon u thought I would forget? ur always gna be his human :)

Leviathan

let’s be so fr he would be so HESITANT to call you anything he’s so cringefail (affectionate) but let’s see hmm

player two

he wouldn’t be like ‘my player two :)’ but he would call you that affectionately while talking to you he’s a gamer he can’t help it !! ur always by his side, the best teammate he cld ask for :(

star

he calls you star whenever he’s like super excited like if you defeat a really hard level for him or together WITH him it’s really cute but he gets all embarrassed afterwards dbsjskjebe

sunshine

okay so ik what y’all are thinking, no way mans has the guts to call you this BUT HEAR ME OUT. he’s feeling vulnerable and sad and youre like the sun for him! he (lizard style) feels like he can bask in your warmth and you brighten his days. you’re comforting him while he’s resting his head on your shoulder and after a while he feels better, offering a shy smile and a, “thanks, sunshine.”

honorable mentions: henry, mana (u recharge him !!), oyster (he tried calling you pearl once but blurted out oyster instead. he doesn’t call you this but you refuse to let it go and he hates it #loserboy(affectionate))

Satan

kitten IM KIDDING IM KIDDING

my heart

cmon have you never heard his song ‘read my heart’ ??? you taught him how to love; you have such a tight grip on his heart that it might as well be yours by now

beautiful / gorgeous

this man is so smooth sometimes WITHOUT EVEN TRYING he genuinely finds you breathtaking he’s not even trying to be slick this is a genuine nickname for you,,,making kissy faces at him rn.

love / lovely / my love

he loves you send tweet. but he’s honestly so sweet and genuine about it. he has this precious small little smile on whenever he calls you it in public and he looks so boyish and sweet how can you not fall for him??? he left you with no choice

honorable mentions: my light, my fire, ladybird (regardless of gender)

Asmodeus

precious

you’re genuinely precious to him. this man adores you with every fiber of his being. you jus mean ??? everything to him???

cutie / cutiepie

ur just so adorable to him like LOOK AT THIS LITTLE HUMAN ??? adorable. when he’s feeling especially overwhelmed by you he pulls out the cutiepie and pinches your cheeks and sometimes it kinda hurts :(( dw tho he’ll treat you to an exclusive all inclusive asmo night just for the two of you if you let him know, so…no complaints here!

jewel

he may have been the jewel of the heavens but you’re by far the most precious jewel he has come across. he treats you like you’re priceless—only makes sense that the name fits the action.

honorable mentions: darling, sweetheart/sweetie, honey, lovely

Beelzebub

sweets

okay so he loves food but he doesn’t wanna call you something that’s OBVIOUSLY food related because he loves you in a different way he loves food yk??? and he wants you to know he sees you as more than that. so he calls you sweets because just thinking about you makes him feel like sugar’s melting softly on his tongue

flame

spoilers! yk the life candle incident thing? yeah. you basically are his life force with what you did. he’ll never forget that. you are his driving force, his life, his flame <3

bear

IT SOUNDS SO WEIRD AT FIRST but just listen okay 😭 it started off as teddy bear when he first started to try and come up with pet names for you but he didn’t like how that made you sound because yeah you may be human but you are the strongest being he has ever had the honor of meeting ?? you make him feel so capable and strong but the fact that you also have his back makes him feel…strange (he has butterflies guys)

honorable mentions: buzz (bees make honey plus based off a hc of what MC calls the boys), baby, fire

(i had such a hard time with him guys 😭)

Belphegor

bug / lovebug

LISTEN. THIS BITCH IS SO ANNOYING. (affectionate) he started calling you bug and you didn’t know where it came from and so you asked and he said ‘like a bedbug. bc ur annoying.’ he’s so mean i hate him :((( but he’s always been a bit of a brat what can u expect…definitely not him adding love to it. he called you lovebug when your guard was down and when you looked at him in shock the absolute cutest most sweet smile took over his face??? this is not fair cmon

bip / bips / bippy

it started as ‘personal body pillow’ bc belph is an entitled little mf and eventually got shortened to ‘bp’ pronounced ‘bip’ and then it evolved. complain all you want but you enable him by letting him use you as a personal pillow man. hes so cute when he shuts his mouth tho you can’t help it :((

bunny

he thinks its a cute nickname send tweet. but in all honestly belphie is sweet when he wants to be and he thinks ur super cute ! he usually calls you bunny when he’s teasing you but the name will slip out in an occasional moment of vulnerability <3

honorable mentions: babe, mommy (gn), buttercup, the first initial of your name

hopefully ygs like this i started struggling after a while 😭

parts of these come from bits of canon from my own inner world but honestly the boys all love you and are really sweet so ☹️🫶

beel and belphie were especially hard because i really think they would mostly just use variations of your name but I TRIED MY BEST HOPEFULLY IT WAS TO UR SATISFACTION

send an ask over if you want me to do the dateables or alternatively, what MC/you call the brothers!

[findingnemosworld]

𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 - 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬/𝐫𝐮́𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐬

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐨, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝟕 𝐨𝐫 𝟖 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲'𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬. )

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬 𝐱𝐨𝐱𝐨

" Are you sure you’ll be ok? "

Sergio, who held their seven month baby girl in his arms huffs out a breath before rolling his eyes at his wife’s unnecessary concern, she was asked called in for a work trip which would see her leave to Italy for about a week and a half, " Amor, we’ll be fine ok! she’s going to have fun with me, not to mention the entire training center adores sweet Bea "

Beatrice babbles happily while she cuddled into Sergio’s embrace eliciting a smile from him and his wife who says, " You know I’ll always be concerned " she sighs, " Make sure she’s probably fed, I left bottles in the fridge for you to warm up and … no staying up late ok "

" I got this don’t worry " Sergio assured her before he and Beatrice saw her off to the airport then returned home.

The following weeks were spent with Sergio taking Beatrice with him to the training center, the players as well as the staff doted on Beatrice who was quiet and reserved as opposed to babies in that age, he’d then take her to the park, along with a few trips back to Sevilla to spend time with his parents. All the while he’s ensuring she had the best time, he also made sure to keep his wife updated.

He sent numerous pictures throughout the week, and was delightfully surprised by her posting one of them on her social media account.

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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝.

yourusername: my whole world 🥺

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yourusername: ❤️❤️❤️

Rúben picks up his eight month old daughter Violetta in his arms and smiles at her, " It’s just you and me princess, your Mãe just travelled " he states, gently taking her to the bedroom, where he placed her inside of the crib, " You know I miss her already and it hasn’t been twenty four hours since she left "

He’d been married to Y/N for three and a half years and was blessed with Violetta eight months ago, those three and a half years were full of bliss and elation, akin to three months that passed by ever so quickly.

Violetta babbles, while Rúben continues talking, " I love your Mãe so much, always had adored how hard working she is but I hate these work trips no matter how long or short they are, not having her around makes the house feels lonely, don’t get me wrong, we are both blessed by you, but she’s the light that keeps the house afloat "

The next two weeks, Rúben was able to juggle through and divide his time between taking Violetta with him to training, as well as taking her out to the park as well as play dates with the other babies, he was grateful for the presence of his teammates who aided him to ensure the weeks were much more facile, while doing so he made sure to update his wife with photos, and funnily enough three days before she left he finds one of the photos on her social media profile.

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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝.

yourusername: excuse me while I cry over here, my babies 🥹😍😭

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yourusername: soon baby!!!

[deja-yu]

Miss you - Choi Jongho

Genre: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ fluff ig

Warning: none, i just miss him so much if you hear someone crying it's me. And I can attest to the cuddlebilaty of the yunho plushie none of my exes have matched so i would recommend a yunho plushie over a date any day! <3 (it doesn't give you trauma)

Note: I write x gn reader unless specifically stated otherwise.

Jongho isn't the jealous type, but he is feeling a certain way about your closeness to the other boys..

Seongwha is dangling a cute keychain in front of your face and your face lights up. “Oh my god! That is adorable” he laughs at your grabby hands before handing the keychain over. “That’s not all” He says with a grin. Twirling around to show you the matching one he had on his bag. You giggle and excitedly put yours on your bag. “Look Jjong we’re matchy” you stand next to your friend and together you pose for your boyfriend who smiles softly. “Very cute” he replies. Jongho took the pictures of you and Seongwha which you happily uploaded on instagram.

You can’t hold back the squeal of joy as the box pops open to reveal Yunho’s birthday plush. After seeing it you might have texted him about how cute it was and Yunho being a very giving person had sent one to your house. “What’s that?” Jongho asks while walking in the room, coming to see what you are freaking out about. Without a word you stand up and hold up the still vacuumed plush in front of you with a big grin. “Oh, he sent you one?” you nod and start tearing at the packaging to free the plush. That night Jongho pulled you into his embrace like every night you two shared a bed. But now his hands were around the soft tummy of the plushie, which you were holding tightly, instead of yours. A three man cuddle if you will. He sighed softly but couldn’t stop the smile that spread on his face, unable to deny how cute you were.

Mingi has recently found out about your baking and cooking skills, so he keeps inviting you over to the dorm. Because every single time you will bring homemade sweets or meals. He would invite you over when he knew Jongho was staying in the dorms, when a new movie got added to netflix which you guys should totally watch together. Jongho didn’t complain, but when Mingi ungracefully beat him to the door with a shove to help you get inside… His fist might have clenched with ill intend. Good thing for Mingi that you immediately asked where Jongho was. And when you saw him ignored Mingi to go get a kiss from your boyfriend. 

Jongho wouldn't say he was quick to jealousy. But when San lifts and twirls you around in a hug that has you laughing, he feels a tang of something. Not being automatically matched with you in the 4 people bowling match you were having was a bit annoying already. And now he and Wooyoung are losing to you and San… As you take your seat back on the couch across from Jongho and Wooyoung you tilt your head in question at the intense stare your boyfriend is giving you. He just smiles and gets up to throw after Wooyoung. You can tell something is up though because his eyes stay on you with the same look for the remainder of the game. 

“Jjonggie~” You muse to try and get his attention. The bus ride to your house wasn’t long but Jongho still insisted on taking you home. He would normally stay over but he has work tomorrow which means he’d probably go home after making sure you are safely inside. Now he is just staring out the window and only hums in acknowledgement of your call. “Is something wrong? You have been quiet all evening” He turns to you and gives you an unexpected peck on your lips. You hit his shoulder in response before looking around to check if the two other people in the bus noticed (they did not). “I don’t like sharing what is mine” he says when you look back at him. You can feel your cheeks heat up at his words. “What do you mean?” it comes out soft because you can kind of guess but you never saw it as an issue, how close you are to his (and your) friends. He studies your face for a second before the bus announces your stop. He looks out the window again to check before tapping your thigh to get you up.

Once off the bus he starts the walk to your apartment but you tug on his arm. “What did you mean?” He chuckles at the puppy eye expression you are giving him. “You know I only love you right? Well I love the others but not the same obviously but…” taking a step closer to you Jongho effectively shuts you. “I know, baby. I don’t dislike how close you all are, they’re as much your friends as they are mine. But…” He pauses to stroke his hand over your cheek before taking a hold of your chin. “I can’t help but want to hog you all to myself. Now I am even fighting over your attention in bed against that dog” he says with a laugh and you can’t help but laugh too. You narrow your eyes at him playfully “I did catch you cuddling with him too, a couple nights back…” he laughs again releasing your chin and taking your hand in his. “He is very comfortable. I'll give him that. I just miss you, I feel like it always us and one of the guys these past weeks.” He softly tugs you along to start walking to your house. 

You were the one to ask him to stay the night, wanting some alone time with your man too. But now you were rushing to finish in the bathroom before him. He didn’t want to mention it when you seemed so determined so he only chuckles when you dash out the bathroom. Jongho eventually steps into the bedroom he spots you doing skincare so he shrugs it off but as he sees the bed empty he turns on his heels to you “where is he?” “where is who?” you questions with a mischievous smile. “Did you get rid of him for me?” “Well, just for one night” he chuckles.

Comfortably wrapped in your boyfriends arm you let out a content sigh. Jongho kisses the top of your head. "I missed you" he confesses once again making you giggle. "I never knew you were quite this dramatic and clingy" he huffs before answering "because of you". when you bug him more calling him cheesy he eventually shuts you with a kiss which soon turns into something more.

“Whenever he is on the bed... It’s a bit like he is watching” You note as Jongho’s eyebrows shoot up you laugh "THE DOG??" “I’m just saying!”.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

So I got an ask the other day that I had been slowly working at but before I could post, the blogs owner decided to take a break and deactivated. (All the love sent your way babes, I hope you are taking the much needed break and enjoying it.)

Hello, Sweet Amber! So we all know Honey’s ex Jake is absolutely disgusting but what if it was Curtis that had a horrible ex?

In what ways would that affect Curtis in his relationship with Honey? How would Honey reassure him? What would it be like if they ran into the ex one day?

Ooh this is interesting! I do have a couple of ex's in mind for Curtis and one of them was a piece of work. So lets play into this scenario of what if Curtis had an ex that really affected him long term- 

You could see his jaw flex and his blue eyes shutter off, grow cold like he was turning off his emotions. "It's fine," Curtis said sharply, brushing past you like that was the end of the conversation. 

It wasn't nearly the end and you refused to let this hang between you two. "Don't say 'it's fine' Curtis when it isn't." You bit back, feeling your own anger and frustration rise. "You always shut me out when you're upset. Why won't you just let me help you with this?" Your anger is shifting, confused, and some sadness, you were supposed to be his partner and yet he wouldn't treat you like one. He never let you in enough to be his safe place like he was yours. 

And if fucking hurt that he didn't trust you enough to be vulnerable with you. 

I feel like Curtis would be harder around the edges. He is trying with Honey, but some part of him will always hold back giving you every part of himself. In his mind, he still has to take care of everything by himself. But you're you and not about to walk away without trying. But it does cause some moments where you both struggle being together.

"I'm sorry Honey-" 

You reached up to place your palm across his mouth, biting back a smile when you felt his mouth tickling your palm. "Curtis, relax." Your hand slipped to the side of his neck and then down to his shoulder, loping your arm around to hug yourself to him. "I'm not going anywhere." 

You watched his expression flutter between surprise and unsure in the moment. It made your heartache that the first thing he thought was that he wasn't giving you enough. Which wasn't true, far from it. His doubt made a dark little part of you hate the person who made him feel like he wasn't enough. "You know I love you, right?" You inquired, pushing him gently into a seat and straddling him. "I'm yours and you're mine Curtis." You felt his hands settle against the small of your back and glide down to grasp a hold of your curves, tucking you in closer to him. You're forehead leaned against his. "I'm with you and not going anywhere." You felt him start to relax underneath you, and his breathing start to even out. 

"Sorry, I'm an ass sometimes." He muttered while you pressed a flurry of kisses across his face, trying to make him smile. 

I feel like you would always do everything you could to remind Curtis that he wasn't alone. With everything he has been through in life, one of his biggest fears is abandonment. It's something you both are working on together and knowing that he struggles with it, you are always sure to voice that you are not going anywhere, you are right where you are meant to be, with him.

"Curtis?" 

He felt himself stiffen hearing her voice. It was falsely bright and played at being surprised. He knew her fake tone, that one where she was pretending some sort of human kindness when really it was all a lie. 

He could say hi, he reasoned with a big inhale, and then leave because he had other people who he needed to be with. Like his Honey across the farmers market, where you were currently discussing the advantages of homesteading with a vendor and that thought alone made him feel so much better. His girl was a nerd for all of her passions and he fucking adored it so much. "Hello." He gave a cool greeting, not exactly inviting for more but his ex usually ignored his cues, pushing for whatever she wanted regardless of his own wishes. 

"It's been much too long." She swept in close, her perfume making him want to wrinkle his nose as she hugged him. He took a step out of her embrace, feeling closed in. 

"And I gotta go." He hooked his thumb over his shoulder, pointing towards you, your hand lifting in a wave as you were making your way back to his side. "My girl is waiting for me." 

His ex's gaze sharpened on you with interest. You joined the two of them with your arm sweeping around his waist and leaning into him as you lifted to your toes to press a loving kiss on his lips. "Miss me?"

Curtis felt his heart soar, forgetting his ex witnessing all of this for a second while his gaze found yours, and a grin graced his features. "Always Honey." An obvious clearing of his ex's throat brought the attention back to her.

If you recognized her from any of his old group pictures, you made no show of it, instead your hand shot out with an introduction to yourself and then an immediate return to Curtis. "You ready to go hubby?" Curtis looked shocked for half a second before he softened his features. 

"Lead the way, Mrs.Everett." 

"Wait- you're married?" The woman stuttered and you flashed your hand at her, one of your regular rings slipped into place. 

"No way was I going to let a man like him get away, he takes such good care of me." You threw a conspiratorial wink her way while tugging Curtis's arm to draw him away. "Nice meeting you!" 

You both left her behind, gaping at the two of you while Curtis held in his laughter, the look on his ex's face was priceless. You glanced over your shoulder, biting on your lips to keep yourself from losing it as well till you giggled. "You looked like you needed saving."

"How did you even know who she was?" Curtis felt himself relax the further you two were from her. 

"Ella and Tanya have a few things to say about her and Ella showed me a picture on one of our wine nights with a whole "Claw this bitches eyes out if you see her."

"Yeah, that sounds about right... Ella hated her."

"I don't feel like getting arrested today, I'd much rather show her everything she lost instead." You laughed happily as Curtis swung you in front of him, cupping your face and giving you a proper kiss. His hand dropped to your left hand, rubbing the ring still in place between his fingers. 

"I really liked getting to say that." He said and you looked at him quizzically. "Say what?"

"Mrs. Everett."

I don't think Honey would be too worried. Listen, you know Curtis is utterly and devotedly all about you. That ex, the one who made his life hell? Couldn't pay him enough to be with that woman again. You are going to love being able to show everyone how happy he makes you, how damn lucky you are to be together. And if that woman get to regret ever letting him go? Good, she should.

Thanks for the ask babes!

[klbwriting]

For Love of Fiction

Part 2

Fandom: Red Hood

Pairing: Jason Todd x f!plus size!reader

Warnings: threats of violence and the teeniest suggestion of threat of SA

Summary: you meet Jason for coffee and he seems to be interested in more dates, you make dinner plans but he cancels so you go to the diner instead, which then is attacked by Joker followers, will Red Hood save you again?

Notes: I may or may not have a part 3 in mind, I don't think this will be a big series or anything, but maybe another part would be fun, or I'll spiral out of control and just write more who knows? Once again, Lewis Tan is the facecast/fancast I have for Jason Todd

               “So you didn’t have an Instagram when I asked you to DM me, so you created one just to talk to me?” you asked, sitting at the café across from Jason.  You had been exchanging messages for weeks and finally decided to meet up for coffee one morning after he got off work.  You could see whatever he did made him tired, but he was putting in an effort for you.  He had even complimented you on the book he had gotten at the signing, saying it was your best one, the perfect conclusion to the Red Fox/Layla trilogy, which had you blushing like crazy. 

               “No, I definitely didn’t have any social media, but I wasn’t missing the chance to talk to you,” he said, words making you melt a little.  Normally you would brush off those kinds of words from guys.  You knew your self-esteem was shot from a few years of a dry dating market and the few people who did date you only seemed to leave or cheat on you eventually, but Jason didn’t make you feel like that.  Even though you had just met really you trusted him, he seemed so sincere and only said what he meant.  Of course, it meant you often messaged him a bunch and he would take time to respond, only when he had something to say.  But he never made you feel like you talked too much, or that any of your interests were stupid, it was refreshing and made you adore him. 

               “That is really sweet to do just to talk to me,” you said, sipping your tea, catching a glimpse of someone’s laptop showing a video of Red Hood.  “Huh, guess my muse was on patrol last night.”  This was another thing that normally drove people away, your fixation on Red Hood, how you called him your muse, or would read up on his exploits for days after they had happened.  Jason didn’t seem to mind, in fact when you said muse just now, he blushed a little.  Was he annoyed but hiding it? 

               “Ya, he’s been busy lately,” he said.  “So do you think you’d be willing to give me your actual number so I can get rid of Instagram?”  You laughed and after a second you nodded, holding your hand out for his phone.  He gave it to you and you wrote in your number, handing it back to him.  He looked at it, typed something out and put it away.  “Texted you so you would know it was me.”  You nodded and went to add him to your contacts and you felt your heart stop at the message.

Hey beautiful, want to meet again for dinner?

               You looked at him and he smiled, waiting for your reply.  You typed up a yes and sent it back before stowing your phone.

               “I really hope that says yes,” he said.  You laughed and nodded.

               “It does.  Now tell me about yourself more, I feel like we have all the basics, jobs, interests, a little about family, but what else makes Jason Todd tick?” you asked, splitting the lemon loaf you had bought and sliding half to Jason, noticing that he had downed the egg cups he had bought in about 3 seconds, he seemed hungry.  He looked at the offering and then back at you, smiling a little. 

               “Did I tell you I cook?” he asked.  You shook your head.  “Ya, my uh, butler taught me how to cook and I really love it.  Not my job but something I really like to do.” 

               “I like to bake; we should do that together sometime!  You make dinner and I’ll make dessert!” you said, smiling and getting excited, then pulling back, smile falling a little.  This was normally the moment whoever you were with said that you were being too much.  But Jason just raised an eyebrow at you, making the white streak in his black pop a little more.  You wondered about that white streak and kind of wished you had given Red Fox something like that, it was very hot honestly. 

               “Why did you stop smiling so much?” he asked.  You blushed, hoping he hadn’t noticed.  “I love that smile, I like when you get excited, your eyes sparkle, its sweet.”  You turned even redder.  “How many more compliments until you go full tomato.”  You wanted to be mad but could see the playful teasing smile on his lips.  He wasn’t saying this to be malicious, he wanted to see you smile again.  So, you did, nice and big, throwing in a laugh also.  If anything, he seemed more delighted he could make you look like that. 

               The rest of the date seemed to go like that, you guys talked about what to do on your next date, and then the next one even, him making you smile so much your face hurt.  By the time he walked you to your car in the parking garage you were about ready to call it and say you were in love with him.  You knew that was crazy, but something about him made you feel so safe and warm that you couldn’t help it.  And when he gently kissed you, soft but still somehow full of passion you were speechless. 

               The next week passed, and you were disappointed when Jason had to cancel dinner, but you understood, work sometimes screwed with relationships, you just hoped it wouldn’t become habit.  Since you had planned on dinner out you didn’t make yourself anything and decided to pop down to the nearby diner to get something.  It was relatively early still for Gotham, around 8PM, so you hoped it was still safe, but the amount of people in the diner said otherwise.  Normally this place was packed with couples, teenagers, students from the nearby university.  That night it was you, the waitress, the cook, and only three other people all spread out.  You figured you would get your food to go so you waited on a stool as they were fixing your order when in came two guys, dressed like clowns.  Great, Joker followers.  You did what they said, handing over your purse, but then they looked around, eyeing the waitress who was maybe just out of high school.  They walked over to her, telling her to follow them. 

               “No!” you said, seeing the tears and terror on her face.  You moved over, standing in front of her, trying to ignore the gun pointed at your head.  “Leave her alone, you have your money get out!”  They both laughed.

               “Look, we got a hero, let’s make sure she knows what happens to heroes…” one of them said, aiming the gun for your head.  You took a breath, trying not to cry yourself, put on a brave face, when the door to the diner smashed open and Red Hood stalked in, the clowns turning their attention to him.  You turned, pushing the waitress down to the ground, sliding under the counter as much as you could, pulling any stool within reach in front of you and the younger woman.  You watched throw the legs of the stool as Red Hood made quick work of the thieves, cuffing them.  Then he looked over, right at you, hiding under the stool, now actually crying at the feeling of being safe, and he punched them both again, knocking them unconscious. 

               “You’re safe now,” you heard that familiar robotic voice say.  You pushed the stools aside, helping the waitress to stand.  She immediately went behind the counter, still eyeing the attacks with weary eyes.  Red Hood approached you slowly, reaching out and touching your shoulder gently.  “Are you ok?” he asked.  You weren’t sure why he was paying this much attention to you, but you appreciated it.

               “Yes, thank you for saving me again,” you said.  He nodded and turned to leave but stopped, looking back at you.

               “Thanks for making me your muse,” he said before going out the door. 

[nerdieforpedro]

12/10/2023 - Weekend Update

Nerdie! Look at you staying on a schedule.

I know! Being half-way organized. It's kinda nice.

We'd never thought we'd see the day. So what's new?

I made some fic posts this week:

Sard'ika Sessions - Session Two (Din Djarin x plus size female reader)

Christmas List (Robbie Reyes x reader)

The Brave, The Bold, The Dirty - Fanfics that I adore (Volume 3)

A New Tradition with Frankie (Frankie Morales x GN reader)

We also spread positivity though everyone's ask boxes and exchanged lovely messages with each other and loved on each other.

Read anything this week?

I did. A large portion of it is in my Fanfic appreciation post volume 3 which the link is above. I also started a volume 4 because I love highlighting different author's works that I've enjoyed. 😀

I'm just going to pick my top three for the week:

Don't Drink the Punch by @wildemaven (Soft Dave and female reader. I'm a fan of soft Dave. He can be soft and sweet. He and the reader are married and they're at a work event. It's lovely.)

Exposed by @maggiemayhemnj (Ezra and female reader. Turns out this is her first fic. I was flabbergasted. The Imagery, word flow and cadence are all from someone who's pen name is one word, like Cher or Homer or Ms. PayDay.)

Insatiable by @pedge-page (Frankie Morales and female reader. Part three of their three part emotional sexual odyssey with Frankie and the female reader. There's big feelings and lots of smut abound. But there is a sweet end to it.)

What happened outside of fanfics this week?

I was sick most of the week. I ended up in the ED at work and was out for the week. Thankfully I'm on the mend and should be ready this upcoming week for work and beyond! I caught up on different FBI shows, watched Loki with my mom (she wonders if he's going to be at a convention - I'm hoping not so she won't bum rush the man,) and bought a book on flowers. I've also been starting back up on learning Spanish again.

What's coming up this week?

I'm working on another Robbie Reyes fic - likely to be a one shot but dark because the Rider is dark. Gabriel Luna had a birthday this past week, @musings-of-a-rose sent me all the pictures so this is where we are in life right now. All Luna’ed down and what not.

I'm gonna try for some more fluff, maybe with Dieter, Frankie or Benny. Not sure who. We'll see.

I could, possibly, be working on one of my other series that I started and dropped like a hot potato. Maybe they'll have new chapters. People were reading them, which was the weirdest thing.

Session Three of Sard'ika Sessions will be up on Wednesday. The Way is paved with Space Smut according to the Maker. 🫡 We'll be at the mid-point so we're in for a shift, but no worries. Session four, five and six took up a lot of pages in my notebook and it was all outlined with a lot of things. Maybe some more improper beskar use? Might need to touch base with The Armorer on that. 👀 Didn't know that was included in the ancient ways either.

Nerdie, don't be messing with The Creed like that.

To be fair, I did mention in Session one that there would be liberties taken with both The Creed and The Way so the latter sessions are where more of those liberties are taken. Maybe a lot, maybe a little. You'll have to read and see. Different Mandalorians see The Creed differently, why can’t I?

I am curious about what liberties my Space Sister @linzels-blog would make with The Creed. 🤔

Wait, why is it weird that people were reading your other series?

Since I haven't updated them for months, I didn't expect them to get any comments, then they did. It was very sweet and got me thinking, maybe I should finish that at some point, or at least add to it. I'm trying to focus on one at a time. Can't be crossing streams.

We get it, but that joke though? Could have done without that. Any last thoughts?

I need to work more on the pickled Peña project. Haven't finished that yet. Stay safe and hydrated. There are nasty bugs that are wreaking havoc on people's noses and sinuses. We’re very happy that @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin and @for-a-longlongtime have lived to tell their stories.

Also check your knives and watch your tips. I guess you can palm the tips or take them and do whatever as long as you're safe about it.

Nerdie, what are you talking about...? Do we want to know?

If you know, you know and if you don't, find some hot tips. 😘

Stay safe and don't get any in your eye,

Love Nerdie 💜

(escapes to a certain moodboard 🍆)

Nerdie! You can't just say that and leave! 😠

[alj4890]

OK, so I decided to send some Tobias writers a Jesse GIF and ask them to write a little fic based on it. Feel free to play along if you like (or delete - no pressure!)

Okay 😂 Anyone who knows me on here knows I can NEVER resist a picture/gif prompt. This one you sent me @jerzwriter is not only perfect but also has made me think of so many different fic ideas. From the fluffy sweet to the angsty, I think I'll go with one somewhere in the middle 😉 So while I'm stalled on my OH series and all the others 😬, this at least got the inspiration going again.

@jerzwriter @hopelessromantic1352 @choicesficwriterscreations @trappedinfanfiction @twinkleallnight @tessa-liam @kyra75 @coffeeheartaddict2

Masterlist

What Might Have Been

"Hey? Do you hear that?"

Tobias opened his eyes. He blinked at the darkness while a feminine form curled against his side. Though the previous night was foggy from overindulging in both top shelf whiskey and then the actions he'd gotten up to with the woman in his arms, he knew without looking that the hair that tickled his chin was a deep, rich red in color.

Her soft curves nestled up against his body brought back flashes of heated kisses and clothes being thrown about his townhouse.

His mind then slowly registered the sound of someone knocking at his front door.

One quick look at the nightstand clock revealed that it was a little after four in the morning. He couldn't think of anyone who would come to his home at this hour, especially one who would persistently keep knocking.

"Wait here." He whispered.

Getting up, he slipped on a pair of pajama pants and softly padded down the stairs. Stumbling over his discarded shoes and shirt at the foot of the stairs, he peeked out the window to see just who was determined to wake him up at such an ungodly hour.

His heart dropped at the sight of the woman at his door.

Swallowing, he turned the door handle. Seeing her standing at his threshold caused the previous night's events to come flooding over him.

*****************

Donahue's, mere hours ago...

"Come on!" Chris playfully shoved Tobias. "One more round."

Tobias chuckled as he refilled both their glasses with whiskey.

"Alright Chris," he smiled at her, "but this is the last round. Some of us don't want to fight a massive hangover in the morning."

She snorted in her laughter. Her gray green eyes sparkled as she looked at him with mock impatience. He couldn't think of anyone more adorable than her when slightly tipsy.

"Maybe you'll get lucky." She teased. "I might say something I haven't done that you haven't either."

"Uh huh." He rolled his eyes. "Given my age and my history, that seems highly unlikely."

Tobias unbuttoned the top three buttons of his shirt. After agreeing to play this Never Have I Ever game with her, he'd drunk more than he had in a very, very long time. He thought the game was asinine at best but he could never refuse a chance to spend time with Chris.

She'd claimed this would be a more fun way for them to get to know one another. He'd been satisfied with their typical nights of sharing stories and yet, he loved seeing her playful/never willing to lose side show up at random times.

"Never have I ever..." Chris began.

She tapped her fingers on the bar. Her lips puckered with eyes narrowed in thought. He snorted softly to see her trying so hard to think of something that he probably had done at some point in his life.

She huffed with irritation when she came up blank with something to trap him in.

"Give up?" He taunted.

"No!" She exclaimed, unable to stop smiling at him. "I'm merely stalled."

"Thank God." He pushed his drink away. "Now can we hang out like normal people?"

"For now." She took a long sip of her drink. "But I will find something to win this game."

He winked at her. "I have no doubt that you will, Chris. I've learned to never underestimate that mind of yours."

Chris beamed at him for that compliment.

He made himself tear his eyes off her face. It was getting harder and harder for him to simply be her coworker turned friend. His flirtatious nature was dying to use everything within him to win her heart.

Chris was an attraction he didn't want to keep fighting against. It'd been about two years now since he'd joined Edenbrook's, famed diagnostics team and that was two years too long of holding back his ever growing feelings for the tall red head.

He knew why he kept holding back. One glance over to the opposite side of the bar revealed the man who had been in the very situation Tobias found himself in. From the bits and pieces both Ethan and Chris had revealed in his time at Edenbrook, Tobias knew the danger of falling for someone you worked closely with on a daily basis.

Unlike Ethan though, Tobias wasn't hesitant to actually be with Chris because of work. His was a worry more so in losing what they already had between them. Given his track record with women, he knew Chris could never be a simple notch on the old belt.

She was something infinitely more.

Eyeing the glasses, he picked his up, took a large gulp, and decided there was no time like the present to say what needed to be said.

"Don't look now," Chris whispered, "but someone has their eye on you."

Tobias looked around until he made eye contact with a woman with long, red hair. Her gaze was fixated upon him and a sultry smile played about her lips.

Chris's smile dimmed once he refocused on her. "Go on. I understand."

"Nah. I'm good." He set his glass down.

"Come on." Chris's laughter lacked its earlier joy. "Even I know that woman's a sure thing."

"I'm not interested in her." He folded his arms on the bar, angling his body towards Chris. "And I thought of a Never Have I Ever."

"Not interested?!" Chris narrowed her eyes in concern then felt his forehead. "Hmm. No fever."

"Hah, hah." He nudged her glass towards her. "Are we playing or what, Valentine?"

Chris hesitated, glancing back at the woman he was turning down.

"Okay. Hit me with what you got."

Tobias picked up his glass. His eyes lowered to the amber liquid swirling around and around while he drummed up the courage.

"Never have I ever," he took a deep breath, "admitted to the woman sitting next to me how much I want her."

Chris's glass landed on the table with an audible thud.

"That's not..." she blinked back a sudden rush of tears, "...Tobias, that's not funny."

"It wasn't meant to be." He reached for her hand. "I'm serious, Chris. I've wanted to tell you for a while now, but given your on and off again history with Ethan, I thought the timing might not be right."

Her stunned silence encouraged him to continue.

"I'm tired of waiting for the right moment, so this is it. I want to be with you."

Chris bit down on her bottom lip. Her eyes searched his for the truth.

"You sure it isn't the whiskey making you think like this?" She prodded. "Because if you're looking for a one night stand, that woman who's been checking you out all night should be the one you use this line on, not me."

A couple of tears spilled out. She quickly dabbed them away with her fingertips.

"I'm tired of not knowing what men want from the beginning. And," she took a deep breath, "I want to be someone's only significant other for a change."

"That's what I want." He gripped her hand. "I want you and me to be together, as a couple."

Chris glanced over her shoulder at the man who had entangled her heart from the moment she met him.

"I need to go talk to Ethan."

Tobias felt his heart drop. He couldn't believe that this was the outcome of his confessing his feelings for Chris.

His fingers clinched around hers before slowly slipping away.

"Wait here." Chris told him, sliding off her barstool.

"Sure." He mumbled.

Tobias downed the rest of his drink, then finished off Chris's.

He watched Chris whisper to Ethan. The two of them headed outside to the back patio to talk. He refused to sit and wait on her returning to tell him she preferred Ethan over him. Why should he make himself even more miserable?

He pushed away from the bar and encountered the red head who'd been eyeing him all night.

"Hi." She cooed, smiling up at him.

His eyes drifted along her striking features. Though she was pale and had red hair like Chris, her eyes were a warm brown and she was a good deal shorter than the one who'd just broken his heart.

But...she was interested in him.

"I hope you weren't leaving without saying hello." She teased.

"No." He forced himself to smile at her. "I was instead going to see if you wanted to get out of here."

Looping her arm through his, she tugged him out the door.

*******************

Tobias's home...

"Chris." Tobias rubbed his hands over his eyes, hoping this wasn't real.

He'd been so certain he'd brought her home when he first woke up.

"You, Dr. Carrick, do not wait well." Chris teased as she brushed past him. "I'm sorry it took so long with Ethan. We had more to discuss than I thought when I told him about us."

She took her coat off and hung it up on her way to sit down on his couch.

"You told him what exactly?" Tobias glanced up the stairs at his open bedroom door and silently prayed the woman in his bed didn't come down to investigate.

"I thought it only fair to tell him we are now a couple." Chris explained. "I never was really certain what he considered me as, so I wasn't sure if our discussion would be more of a breakup or a rehash that Ethan and I never really got the timing right."

"Oh." Tobias sat down beside her. "Are you okay?"

"I am now." She snuggled against him, resting her head on his shoulder. "Once I realized you'd left, it took me forever to find a taxi."

"I..." his heart stopped when he heard the familiar creak of his fourth stair.

"Hey." The woman he'd brought home said timidly. "I uh, I think I should get out of here."

Chris whipped around, eyes wide, at the sight of the person who'd been at the bar.

The other red head gave a quick, apologetic wave then darted out his front door.

Tobias tried to keep Chris in his arms.

She shoved him away, scrambling to her feet.

"Chris!" He chased her into his entry hall. "I thought you were choosing Ethan! I didn't know--"

"Why in the hell would I tell you to wait on me if I was choosing him?!" She jerked her coat on. "I can't believe that I was stupid enough to actually have thought someone like you would want what I wanted."

"I do!" He shut his door when she wrenched it open. "Please, just--"

She pushed him away and ran out his door.

"CHRIS!" He yelled out, chasing her down the block. "PLEASE, DON'T--"

**************

"Tobias!"

He jerked awake, gasping for air as if he'd been drowning.

He reached over and flipped the lamp on, heart pounding in fear of the woman he'd see in bed with him.

"Hey," Chris wrapped her arms around him, softly kissing him. "It's okay."

He hugged her close, burying his head against her neck.

"No more thirty-six hour shifts for you." She teased, easing back some.

He gently cupped her face. His attention drifted from Chris to the platinum wedding band glistening in the lamp light that resided on his ring finger.

"Bad dream?" She caressed his cheek.

"The worst." He settled back against the pillows, pulling her within his arms.

"Want to talk about it?" She asked.

"No." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Let's talk about something happy."

"Like what?" Chris laid down next to him.

"Tell me our story." He said softly.

"Our story?" Her lips curved as she snuggled closer. "Okay. How far back are we talking?"

"All the way." He slipped his arm around her to tuck her more against his side.

"Once upon a time," she began. "A young doctor--"

"Exceptionally beautiful doctor." He corrected.

"A young, exceptionally beautiful doctor decided to have breakfast at a cafe with a friend. She saw a man--"

"Devastatingly handsome man." Tobias corrected once more.

"I was talking about the man Aurora and I helped." She poked him in the ribs.

"The devastatingly handsome man approached you afterwards." He continued.

Chris propped herself up on his chest. "Am I telling this or not?"

Tobias began to smile over the memory. "I asked you out right then and there."

"You did." She conceded. "And since you were cute, I said, yes."

"I fell for you right then." He murmured, exhaustion begining to take its toll.

"I fell for you too." She pressed a tender kiss to his lips. "And so the couple dated. The devastatingly handsome man turned out to be a brilliant doctor who saved the exceptionally beautiful doctor's life."

"They married." He yawned, eyes closing as peace fell upon him once more.

"And lived happily ever after." Chris whispered.

Tobias's slow breaths allowed her a chance to relax once more beside him. Hugging him close, she fell into a deep sleep.

[rabbitenn]

MATCHUP FOR @bubonicbambi

Hello, hun ! Thank you so much for all the information you sent, it was super detailed and really helped me determine your match. I really hope this is to your liking <3

As I was reading your ask, three potential boys crossed my mind, however, your preference in partner made me gravitate towards the two you’ll find as you keep reading…

Your idolish7 matchup is definitely good at carrying a conversation. Don’t be fooled by his cheerful exterior, he is more than capable of engaging in deeper topics. You will find very people who care more about their loved ones than he does, to the point of taking the brunt and facing consequences in order to protect his friends. His smile is definitely one hard to forget, and his drive when it comes to his passion is practically unrivaled. If you are sappy, he is sappier, endearment and affection present in everything he does.

Well, can you guess who is going to gift you a bouquet of vibrant roses tonight, dear? Come along, the MC for today’s show is already on standby…

♡ SUNOHARA MOMOSE

Honestly, the more I read the information you sent, the more Momo and you together made sense to me.

You say you are clingy at times, liking to express your love and affection for your friends and loved ones, and making sure they know how appreciated they are. Well, Momo is pretty much the same way, and absolutely adores when you are affectionate with him, be it physically or verbally.

You are intuitive, a quality Momo shares too. However, where you’re more on the quiet and observant side, he is more proactive, his bubbly personality making it seem like his decisions come off a tad impulsive, landing him in situations of danger. So you two would create a nice balance in this aspect, all things considered.

You and Momo would be literally that couple trope of: talks a lot (Momo) and listens (you). There is something so endearing in the fuchsia galaxies of his starry gaze when he rambles on about the new song he’s writing lyrics for.

And because you like writing poetry, your boyfriend knows he can rely on you for advice on the lyrics he comes up with.

Moments like these feel rose colored to Re: vale’s idol; warm, like the shades you render on canvas.

He wonders now, what new masterpiece are you working on? A new poem? Or perhaps a story told in brushstrokes?

—

A sweet melody and the scent of rose tea greet Momo as he awakes.

Peachy hues filter in through the cream curtains of your bedroom, beams of sunrise dancing over the white silken sheets.

When he stretches, he finds the space beside him empty, the creases on the soft fabric still roused with your lingering warmth.

A knowing smile tugs at his lips. He knows he only has to follow the scent of floral tea to find your whereabouts.

With a soft yawn, your lover leaves the room, a gentle hummed symphony creating a rainbow bridge from him to you.

When he reaches the kitchen, it looks to him like the sun has fully risen.

There, sitting at the table, your favorite red mug in hand, you are.

One of your hands idly writes something on a light blue piece of paper, a sparkly pink pen (his color) leaving a trace of neat cursive in its wake.

You take a sip from the steaming liquid, your heartwarming song interrupted in the process and as soon as you catch sight of your boyfriend.

Heat rises to your cheeks as you clear your throat, your voice honey-like when you utter:

“Good morning, Momo.” Lips tilt up in a shy smile, as his mirror the gesture, the brightness of his smile, the truest dawn to you.

“Morning, my darling.” He tells you, as he hugs you from behind, taking a look at the words you have scribbled.

A new set of verses, he observes, his grin widening even more.

Burying his face in the crook of your neck, the idol asks:

“Why did you stop singing, my lovely?” He leaves a trail of soft kisses on the side of your neck, making his way to your jawline, cheek, and the corner of your lips.

“Momo…” You whine, looking down, the temperature on your face rising.

You always got so shy when he caught you humming or singing some tune.

How could you not? He’s literally a top idol.

“You have a very pretty voice…” He tells you, nuzzling his nose against your neck, his hands finding yours as he has you hugged from behind. “I love it when you sing.”

You let out a sigh.

He really does know how to compliment you, huh?

“Well, thank you.” You softly say, turning your face around a little to leave a fleeting peck to his lips.

“Sing for me?” He asks of you, those eyes tinted in hibiscus petals, wide, almost like a puppy’s as he looks up at you.

How can you say no to that face?

You take a deep breath, closing your eyes.

Then, a delicate melody threaded in the sweetness of rose gardens and herbal tea fills the space.

It embraces you two, a swing in the middle of an idyllic cottage, the grass scented breeze akin to a comforting linen blanket wrapped around you.

Instants like this… Momo wishes time would stop, relishing in this ideal dream you make come true with the notes you sing.

—

Getting annoyed when someone is mean or mistreats those you love is a trait you and Momo share. It is seen on several occasions how he goes above and beyond for his friends, so he’d be able to understand your feelings in that regard.

He also finds it so cute how you’re naturally gentle, warm and sweet; and yet are intrigued by gothic and darker topics. In a way, he mirrors that tendency, since he listens to emo rock, and, in contrast, he’s just about the cutest and most cheerful guy you can meet.

Momo would also be curious about the different aesthetics you like. He’d wonder if he and Yuki can include them in the outfits they wear on stage, and would let you try some on him.

He is someone who can also relate to the identity issues you mention. Nearing the five year anniversary of Re: vale, Momo felt like he was just a replacement, and the thought that he is still somehow dead weight to Yuki haunts him at times. So he really knows what it’s like, to be lost, to be scared of not meeting expectations, to wonder who you are and where you are going.

Talking about mbti now, while it is true infp (your type) and esfp (Momo’s mbti) have differences when it comes to discord on the socialization sphere, both types have in common the need for deep and emotional bonds. That is the key to your relationship.

Additionally, his more extroverted personality can help you get out of your shell, which is what you mention you’d like to do by having deep conversations.

Onto zodiac signs now, both virgo (your sign) and scorpio (Momo’s) value loyalty and deep respect for the other. That makes for a very solid match. Virgo is detailed oriented and perfectionist, while scorpio prioritizes passion, resulting in a very well balanced couple. Plus, both signs are intellectually driven, which brings us again to the topic of you two having interesting conversations over small talk.

You tell me you are fond of terms of endearment and affection in the form of words of affirmation, physical touch and quality time. Well, it just so happens those align almost perfectly with Momo’s love languages. From expressing how wonderful you are, to spontaneous hugs and kisses, to just spending time singing together, or him listening to music while you draw, nestled in between his legs, as his chin rests on your shoulder.

Momo can be pretty romantic too. He is very observant and quick to pick up on others’ feelings and preferences. He’d love surprising you with the most dreamy dates imaginable, because he’d be damned if he didn’t give you only the best.

♡ RUNNER UP: IZUMI MITSUKI

Mitsuki is another one I think would make a really cute couple with you.

Like Momo, he is amazing at carrying conversations, being able to get you to talk more about what makes you happy.

He is definitely hard working and takes his job very seriously. Thus, he would be able to inspire you to shine as bright as the sunshine he very much resembles.

Mitsu is literally the embodiment of “bright smile and youthful heart”. Being next to him has the power to energize anyone, leaving you with a sense of positivity and the feeling that there’s nothing you cannot do.

He would also reassure you about your singing and would think it’s so cool you play instruments too.

The eldest Izumi brother has felt insecure himself about his worth as an idol, so he would understand what you went through during your identity crisis.

With tender cuddles and heartfelt words, his warmth wraps around you, the world outside and all your worries melting away.

Like you, Mitsuki likes cooking and is good at it! Don’t worry if baking is not your strong suit; his family literally runs a bakery, so he’ll teach you how to make the tastiest pastries in no time!

[injailoutsoongato]

YANDERE

Who ever knew the relationship with someone like a fighter would ever go wrong?

(Yandere, Obsessed Justin Gaethje x Innocent Reader,)

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He was a nerd. A complete nerd. Some said he still was a goof, which he was. But it was really what only the media saw, as much as you were wanting to deny it, it wasn’t any use. He was the same violent man from all those years ago, the nerd became whatever the hell he was now. Who really knew what happened, all you remembered since thst night where everything changed. The prom night, during it one of the more popular guys, the arrogant meathead was constantly all over you. There was no need to even put effort to think about it as it was very obvious those people just wanted to take your innocence away, Justin knew this all damn well and he would be so damned to know someone would just go ahead and do that while he was there, as long as he was with you. No one was gonna get to you. He would just flunk you out of that little blissful sleeping state to make sure you were here, safe infront of him.

Beauty is pain. They said

Pretty little Y/n fell victim to it all the time, she was pretty, she was a virgin, she is pretty. When she was asked out she often turned them down politely since she really wasn’t ready for a relationship, she was yes and adult. But she really wasn’t as prepared yet, and those men went a far as to call the female a whore for doing so. When all she did was turn them down because she didn’t want to, bruised ego. Much. But in all honesty even if Justin wasn’t the most attractive, he had something in him that made her flutter. He had subtle actions though. The way he always got a whiff of her when she passed by was unnoticed but that was the sad truth. He was just as lovestruck with her, he wasn’t a healthy guy to be with. And his compete 360 in what he was compared to before and now shook everyone to the core, even you. His constant compliments towards her. His gentleness with her made y/n melt and get all flustered. He couldn’t. Her chubby cheeks were just so adorable. When they filled with a reddish-like, hue and how her expression shifted to the embarrassment she always felt sent this shiver up his spine. How could he resist her when she was as sweet as this. He could go on for hours talking just about you. He left so many love letters in hopes of confessing. But that pig meathead would push Justin and you around all the time and it drove Gaethje to insanity. He really was gonna the touching you and let that slide? Seeing the guy look, breath, or touch, anything like that near you instantly sparked up Justin’s jealousy. Breathe.? Was overboard. But touching you and looking near you was what was the main issue, he knew all the guys wanted to get into your panties. Justin wasn’t like that. He cared, he really did. But it broke him when his love letters were ripped by the same guy, and you were stolen away.

“I’ll just have you someday, that pig might aswell fucking die for all I really care. I asked for something and I want it, why won’t you just see that I do this because.” He paused. Hands gripping your cheeks. “Because I love you?” No. This wasn’t right. This was wrong. But those doe eyes looked fooled so already…

Just the lovesick look on his face said everything, he wasn’t sincere.

“Are you..going to kill me?”

You feared the day he got bored of you.