#i could get used to this

[femmchantress]

You start mommying one touch-starved and needy tgirl and all of a sudden more just come crawling out of the woodwork to be coddled and kissed and told how good and small they are while they suck your tits

[emiwuaidmslomc]

The trams not running is absolute shit

But at least they are nog charging me to get on the replacement bus 🤩

[lightupthemoon]

I could get used to this

Summary: You never really described what you had but you knew she was more than just your best friend, just not technically your girlfriend either. Kate Bishop belonged to the city of New York, to her compromise to protect innocent lives and become the greatest Hawkeye the world had ever seen. Obviously, defining what you had wasn’t an urgent matter. It could wait.

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Reader

Warnings: None, this is just fluff.

Word Count: 1.3 K

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Author's Note: Look! It's a Christmas miracle, I am back! I have gotten your requests, and messages and I'm sorry I haven't done much but the writer's block continues to be so real. I will get to all of them soon, I promise. Nevertheless, I tried my best for my bestie @ittynyte's birthday and wrote this little thing for her. Love you, KT! I hope you guys like it!

You never intended to fall in love with Kate Bishop. It was just simply the easiest thing you ever did, as natural as filling your lungs with fresh air. From the moment you met, you always felt drawn to her, overwhelmed by her essence but unable to ever get enough of her. Her energetic personality kept you on your toes, and her charm and innate ability to make everything seem okay made it incredibly difficult to ever stay mad at her if she got herself into trouble, which happened much more often than you’d like. You weren’t sure of many things but, at least, you were sure of Kate Bishop. 

You, however, were never completely certain of where you stood with her. You had known once, for years. You were just friends, and you never dreamed of crossing that line with her. You were happy with what you had but things between the two of you had evolved. 

It happened shortly after Christmas. Kate showed up at your door, high on adrenaline, rambling on about whatever new dangerous situation she had gotten herself into and the next thing you knew, she had her lips pressed to yours in a way nobody had ever kissed you before. You didn't even have time to react. You blinked, and Kate was five feet away, sputtering apologies that went along the lines of "just being excited and never going to do it again", almost walking out of the door in her panic. Next thing you knew, you were running after her down the hall and bringing her back in. 

It all changed from that point forward. You never really described what you had but you knew she was more than just your best friend, just not technically your girlfriend either. Kate Bishop belonged to the city of New York, to her compromise to protect innocent lives and become the greatest Hawkeye the world had ever seen. You knew she was still mourning her losses, adapting to the new life her mother's absence had brought her. Obviously, defining what you had wasn’t an urgent matter. It could wait. You were more than willing to take what she gave you and allow her to take what she needed despite the annoying voice in your head trying to convince you Kate was only latching onto you because you were the last thread of normalcy and consistency in her life. You were determined to enjoy your time with her for as long as you could. 

You were brushing your teeth to go to bed when you heard the front door open and close. You spat out the remnants of your toothpaste, the crackling of the hardwood floors your only indication that the intruder was coming your way. You tapped on your phone, bold numbers marking 12:35 AM staring back at you. 

"I thought you were on patrol tonight," You said as the intruder came into view. 

"Change of plans," Kate responded leaning on the door frame and crossing her arms over her chest. "Clint says I need to take a break." 

"I agree," You said, rinsing your toothbrush. "You haven't stopped in a while." 

Kate sighed, extending one of her hands towards you. You took it, and she pulled you closer, lazily wrapping her arms around you. Your hands found her cheeks, your thumbs lightly brushing over the newest scrapes on her face. 

"I think about my mom when I stop," Kate confessed in a whisper. "I kinda miss her." 

"You could go see her, you know," You said, dropping your hands to her shoulders. "I could go with you." 

"No, I'm not ready yet." Kate shook her head. "And that's not why I'm here, anyway." Her hands landed on your hips, pulling your body towards her. "I missed you." 

"I missed y–" 

You were interrupted mid-sentence by Kate's lips on your own. Your arms circled her neck, and her mouth parted open, taking on your bottom lip. A soft whimper escaped you, the grip on your hips tightening. As it would happen every time Kate showed up at your door like this, your world simply stopped. You were trapped in time, at that moment, in an eternity that encapsulated your very being with hers. Kate deepened the kiss, her movements slow and unhurried, gentle in a way it filled your heart. You soaked in her essence, responding to her silky kisses in steady breaths, treasuring every single moment you got to feel her be yours, however momentary. 

The kiss died down naturally, Kate’s forehead resting against yours while her breathing returned to normal. Soft sapphire eyes stared at you intensely, bringing one of her hands up and tracing the ball of your bare shoulder with her fingertips. The brunette didn’t even move an inch, as if the lack of proximity would kill her if she did. 

“Hi,” Kate whispered, the back of her thumb stroking your cheek. 

You giggled. "Hi." 

"I missed you." 

"You said that before." 

"Yeah, but I really did," Kate shrugged. "I'm out there fighting bad guys while you're here looking so…" she trailed off with a huff, drawing a small smile on your lips. 

"So what?" 

"Comfy," Kate scrunched up her nose, leaving a soft peck on your cheek. "Warm. I wish that were me right now, to be honest." 

You rolled your eyes goodnaturedly, shaking your head. "Come on, let's fix that then." 

You intertwined your fingers as you led her back into the bedroom for her to get changed. You attentively listened to her every story, random tales from her adventures you had heard a million times, but you relished in the excitement and the happiness behind every single one of her words. It was moments like that one that made you feel like it would be worth it to get your heart broken if this wasn't as real to her as it was to you.  

When she finally laid her head on the pillow next to you, those three traitorous words you had avoided for so long to say wanted to come out of your throat at the sight of her. It took all of your willpower not to say it. It wasn't time yet. Instead, you settled with letting your fingers linger on her back, tracing her spine, watching her melt under your touch. 

"I wish I could stay here with you all the time," Kate said, her voice barely a whisper. "This is so nice." 

You smiled. "Now that would be impractical. When would we eat? Or go to the bathroom?" 

Kate chuckled, shifting her position enough to look at you. "You know what I mean." 

"I do and you do always know where to find me, Kate. I'm always here for you, you know. You're kinda stuck with me." 

The blue in Kate's eyes sparkled like the starriest of nights as she looked at you, something inevitably shifting in the air. You held her gaze, unconsciously holding your breath as you did. 

"You promise?" Her voice was barely a whisper. It was small, and fragile as if she was scared of the answer. And maybe she was, you couldn't tell. You only knew you'd do anything for her. "'Cause I can't do this without you, Y/N, I really can't. You're my rock." 

Your hand moved from her back to push a loose strand of black hair out of her face. "You won't ever have to. I'm here to stay." 

Kate smiled, satisfied with your answer. She leaned in, pressing another kiss to your lips before returning to her previous position in your arms, her face now safely tucked in the crook of your neck. Silence took over the room, warmth, and comfort taking you in its soft embrace. The last thing you heard before you succumbed to slumber was a faint I love you that lingered in the air. 

You never felt more at peace.

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[someonesomewhere01]

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I Could Get Used To This by The Veronicas

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❤️

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hairdresser gave me a sample of a super expensive hair mask and unfortunately it slays

[unsung-idiot]

don't show him modern technology; it won't end well

bonus under the cut:

[hearts-and-hands]

within the span of twenty four hours I have been addressed to as sweetheart, darling, my love and beautiful.