#i miss sobbe so much is could cry

[creativewritersposts]

a damn poet - Connor Bedard

requested; @chericherilvr 💓

summary; Connor Bedard x reader

Connor is so busy trying to have his best season that he forgets about things that really matter. He needs to learn how to be a poet to save your relationship.

warning(s); angst! fluff, argument, maybe grammar errors

author's note; it took me hours to finish this one. It was an honor for me to write this request. ♡

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Deep in your heart you know how Connor feels for you. He wouldn't invite you over another continent, joining his world championship, if he wouldn't love you. But something inside you breaks. Seeing all these hockey couples with cute pictures, sending their girlfriend flowers and the players screaming from the rooftop how much they love their girlfriends.

Connor is not like this. He loves you, he cooks your favorite food and watches all movies you want to watch. He's so focused to play the best rookie year he could do and lost the focus on his private life. He doesn't want to post your relationship official, because of his fan base.

You're self-evident for him.

"Hey love", you smile with big eyebags, touching his shoulder as he walks in the hotel room. It's your first time after three days having a real conversation with him.

"Hi", his mouth is straight, kissing your temple and waking in the bathroom. You're exhausted from love-bombing him. You're so tired of being so upset.

"How was your day?", you ask him, hearing the shower. "I can do better", his voice echos back. "You're already enough, my love", you shout back and throw your body into the bed. You spread your arms apart, your legs are on the ground.

Connor comes out after a few minutes ago in a towel, his hair is still wet and he's looking fine.

"What is that?", he grabs a paper from the desk.

"So I hold onto your shirt, as I stain it with blood

Will I finally find my own peace?

Clear my mind out of my thoughts, then state that I'm in love

Tempted with the idea of dying in these sheets"

"I'm writing songs ", your voice shakes. Connor never noticed this because he's always busy and you're asleep when he comes home. You're working full-time in a job you don't like and at night you're writing songs. Hopefully to live from that one day.

Connor looks up from these lines, "since when?", he breathes in. Hid eyes get red. Red like crying. "over a year", you sit up on the bed, your arms are supporting your back.

"Why didn't you tell me, babe?", he sniffles.

Babe. How long didn't you hear this nickname?

"You were busy", you tell him the truth. Maybe he'll break up with you. Connor sobbs, "are you really feeling this way? Finally finding your own peace?", his blue eyes searching yours, you can see how much it burdens him.

"your lyrics are professional, they're so good", he cries and tries to hide it. Whipping his tears with his wrist, face to his bag with all clothes.

He's putting a shirt on, turning around. "I just need time to realize this, babe", he kisses your lips, you taste the salt from his tears.

"You have an important game tomorrow, I'm ok with that ", you response. He nods and lays down. Without a kiss, hug or this comfortable feeling.

He lays down and let you alone with all these thoughts in your head. He doesn't seem to care much about you. Maybe it's time to leave.

Next day Connor feels like shit, even in his hockey clothes, nice fans around his team. He slept surprisingly well, but feels like the night after silvester.

It burns in his chest, you don't feel happy. But why? Since when you're writing songs? as a good boyfriend he should know. What is he missing in this relationship.

He's not shitty boyfriend, he didn't know it's hurting you. He thought its okay that he's having a strict time schedule.

"Concentration, Bedsy!", his teammate hits his shoulder to wake him up from daydreaming. Like a robot Connor played his best game but the celebration feels like a crime.

"Yo Connor are you going out with us?", some boys asking him in the cabin to celebrate their win. "No", he wants to see you. He forgot how stunning you are. How hard working you are. You're a poet and he had no clue!

He walks in your hotel room, lights are out. Just some papers all over the bed. He grabs one paper, reading the lines.

'He grabs me by my neck

Puts a dagger to my heart

Tells me I'm a mess

That I'll never be enough'

Gosh, it hits him. You are more than enough. You're his safe place. He reads every paper, focused about what you feel. It's time to hear out what you need.

He grabs his phone, calling you.

"Hello?", your voice sounds happy. "Where are you, babe?", he asks interested. "I'm at the whirlpool inside the hotel, I'll come over in 5 minutes, okay?", you're scared he's mad when you're late. You thought he's celebrating with his team and won't come to bed until midnight.

You pack the stuff and walk back to your shared room.

The opened door shows you the sort out papers with your lyrics on your bed shelf.

Connor lays in bed, smiling softly. It's typical Connor, he's a clean guy.

He smiles. He smiles at you without talking about hockey. "Congratulations for winning, I'm proud of you", you stutter.

This view feels so surreal, having a relationship after months. Having a boyfriend waiting for you.

"You look beautiful", he grins angelic.

You stopped the last step, "what did you say?". Maybe you have issues with your ears.

"You look beautiful and I love you", he talks loud.

"Love you too?", your honest reaction. The last time he said it, he broke is jaw and was out of his mind because painkillers. Months ago.

"Uhm can we talk, please?", he pets your hand, when you lay down with him. It feels like home. Smelling his perfume, hearing his breath and touching you.

"Sure", you get insecure what's coming next.

"Ok it's not easy for me", one tear runs down his cheek. You're frightened, just able to nod.

"Why do you write songs with me as enemy?", his voice is distanced and cold.

"Oh I'm sorry I don't write lies!", you defense yourself.

"I'm a good boyfriend!", he argues, "you treat me like I'm self-evident!", you yell your frustration out of your lungs. So much pain inside your chest wants to come out of your mouth. So much unsayed words.

"No-", he argues back, more tears are coming out his blue eyes.

"Yes Connor! Yes, it's true! I love writing songs and I hate my job so much! I am crying every night because my boyfriend doesn't care about me and I'm all alone and you're hiding me from fans because you could have a ruined career, I get it!", you sob under choking your salty tears. You're outraged.

You take your pillow and lay down on the floor, Connor looks down, "come over".

"No", "god damn come over!", he huffs.

"You have practice tomorrow, good night!".

That's the last time you saw him for the next two days. He's busy. Semifinals are tonight and Connor posted something on Instagram, you're too upset to check.

One WAG comes to you at the game, giggles and tells you, "never thought Bedsy is a poet!". The game is already on fire but your fingers are like a magnet, they want to switch what he posted - even if he's an idiot.

He posted a picture of you reading a book in the garden, laughing at you without pressure, without hockey and in his caption;

"You can feel, when someone traces your skin

You can kneel, run, jump and also can spin

And when I close my eyes I wish I was just like you"

[lotus-n-l0ve]

𝐘/𝐍-𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐞𝐧-𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐧?

— Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano x F!Reader

☯ SYNOPSIS : A text conversation cause a misunderstanding to Mikey.

☯ WARNINGS : Cheating, sick!Mikey, dumb!Mikey, 800 words.

☯ NOTE FROM LOTUS: Just a small blurb that came to mind. Originally I was going to make small imagines with multiple characters but then decided to make just this one. If you like the it then please leave a like, comment and reblong. Follow me for more like this. Enjoy ♡

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Mikey was in the bedroom already in the bed waiting for you finish your night routine. Then you could cuddle him to sleep. This was his favourite time of the day on top of that Mikey was sick today so he was extra clingy.

Your phone on the nightstand lit up with a incoming message grabbing Mikey's attention but he ignored it the first time, paying no mind to it. But then phone kept buzzing with one after another incoming messages. Mikey got curious as to who was messaging you that much.

Mikey sat up on the bed with his back resting on the headboard. He grabbed the phone and unlocked it.

Ken-chin?

He saw the messages were from Draken which was wired because you and Draken barely talk. Mikey tapped on the notification and the conversation opened Mikey scrolled through them —

Ken : Baby is Mikey Okay?

Ken : Can you come now?

Ken : Babe?

Ken : Baby?

Ken : Darling?

Babe? Baby? Darling?

Mikey's heart dropped. You would not. No you can't. You can't cheat on him. Right?

Mikey scrolled up a little more to your last text with Draken which seemed to happen when he was in the bedroom and you were out in the living room with Emma.

Ken : Baby the bed feels so empty without you.

Ken : Come back here.

Y/N : You know I can't.

Y/N : Mikey is sick and I need to take care of him.

Ken : Do you really have to do that?

Ken : Come on he is not a kid anymore.

Y/N : Ken you know I want to be with you more than anywhere else.

Y/N : I have to go now. Mikey is calling.

Y/N : Bye bye 😚😚😚😚

Ken : Bye babe. Will miss you.

Mikey's eyes filled with water as fat tears kept rolling down his cheek. Loud sobbs kept erupting from his chest. He loves you and needs you like he needs oxygen and you do this. Cheat on him with his very bestfriend?

Y/N-chan and Ken-Chin?

You put back the night cream container on the counter. This was your last step of night skin care. You looked at yourself in the mirror for the last time before going back in the bedroom.

Just as you were about to leave the bathroom a scream shook up the whole house, "Y/N-CHAAAAAAN?"

You quickly ran outside to the bedroom, "Mikey what happened?"

You gasp when saw your boyfriend crying his eyes out with loud sobbs and hiccups. You rush to sit in front of him on the bed.

"What happened?" You palm his warm cheeks, wipping away the tears.

Mikey looks at like a puppy who got kicked by his owner and that hurt your heart. Mikey was a lively person always laughing and smiling. Even if he was feeling down he would put on this carefree persona and keep his real emotions locked away in his heart.

"Y/N-chan." Mikey stammered between sobbs, "Do you not love me anymore? What did I do wrong?"

You frowned at his words, "What are saying?"

"You and, you and Ken-Chin are cheating on me behind my back. Was my love not enough?" Mikey choked on his words.

"What?" Now you were even more confused than ever.

"What is this?" Mikey shoved the phone in your face. You gave him a confused glance before looking down at the phone screen. As you read through the texts your temperature highed and a eye twitched.

You gave his head a smack to knock some sense into his thick skull, "Manjiro you dumbass. This is not my phone but Emma's. Our phone probably got switched."

Mikey.exe stopped working.

"Oh!"

The smack seemed have worked because the next moment a big ass smile appeared on his dumb face, "You are not cheating on me with Ken-Chin?"

"No."

"And you love me?"

"Yes but now I'm doubting if I should."

"Oh! Come on. You love me. You can't live without me." Mikey wrapped his arm around you, pulling you in a hug and making you nose slam on his hard chest.

"Ow. Manjiro you dumbass." You punch his side, which made little to no impact on him, before you also hug him back.

One thing you realised was 'sick Mikey is dumb mikey.' because if Mikey was okay then things would have been much more chaotic and Draken would have been six feet under the ground. Doesn't matter how much Mikey loves or cares for him.

© 𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐔𝐒-𝐍-𝐋𝟎𝐕𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to LOTUS-N-L0VE. do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

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[disastercyborgecho]

SOBB Week #3, Both Prompts

Prompt: "It's just a scratch,"

Prompt: "Forget I asked,"

Omega has not been living with the Bad Batch long, and is desperate to retain their approval and respect. She tries so hard to avoid acting like a child, especially when she is reminded of the things her brothers have endured.

[Hurt/Comfort, Comic then Text]

Omega had sliced open her leg after tinkering with some parts Tech had left for her. It stung so bad that for a moment she had forgotten herself, and shouted for Echo's help as she stumbled down the hall where she knew he was.

Now she just felt sick.

She was no stranger to injury of course, after assisting Nala Se for so long, but she had never seen the extent of Echo's scars, of his cybernetics. She felt stupid. She felt like a child.

Only a baby would cry and call for help over such a silly injury. Especially when her brothers had made it through what they had without crying like children. She didn't deserve to act like this. She shut her eyes tight and hoped he had somehow missed her tripping into the bunk area of The Marauder.

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Echo sighed and tugged his sleep shirt all the way over his head when he saw Omega frozen in the doorway, silhouetted by the glowing paths of stars from hyperspace. Blood was running down her leg and pooling onto the floor, and while the cuts were not anything serious, he imagined they must sting.

"Omega," He prompted again, and he knelt down to get eye level with her.

Her cheeks were burning pink and she looked away and shook her head.

"It's just a scratch," She repeated.

Echo took in her teary eyes, her clenched fists, and Hunter's shirt hanging loose off of her tiny shoulders. She was so little, but when she was cheering at a risky dive Tech pulled off or an explosion Wrecker set up, hollering with adrenaline right alongside her brothers, it was so easy to forget that she was just a child. That sometimes she needed to be a child.

None of the clones had ever really experienced that themselves, and for that single moment Echo was overwhelmed with a deep piercing desire to give Omega everything that he and his brothers would never get. His heart hurt knowing that she had already missed out on so much. That she already felt like she had to pretend in order to be loved by her brothers.

He wanted to gather her up in a hug and never let go, repeating over and over that it didn't matter how she acted. Her brothers would always be there for her. That she was allowed to be a child. That she was allowed to just be.

Echo wasn't sure she quite knew how.

"Let's get that cleaned up," he said instead. "It'll be alright,"

She gently took his hand and glanced up at him, the shadows framing her blood-shot eyes and snotty nose, and Echo could not breathe past the love he felt for his little sister. He squeezed her hand and they set off towards the cockpit where the medkit was kept.

"I'm proud of you, you know." He added.

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I have feelings about this one, if y'all couldn't tell. :')

Hope you enjoyed! Thank you to @summer-of-bad-batch for putting together such a cool project, I can't wait to keep working on it!

[chappedandfadedvds]

Oct 28th, Wednesday 16:51

Robbe was off in a heartbeat, once he saw a familiar boy waiting for him by the entrance onto the school grounds. Without any regard he leaped forward and was immidiately welcomed into a big hug, picked up off the path and put down only when he had kissed his boyfriend. 

„And that is Sander.“ Moyo said as a matter of fact. And in addition. „Wendsday is Sanderday.“

Lucas who was with them, as they all had just finished economics class together, looked over confused. „Sanderday?“

„Wendsday is the only day of the week that he has off earlier than us. So he can come pick him up. Sander is of course his boyfriend there, who had just dropped his precious art folder and everything else in order to catch Robbe in time.“

Jens could only nod in agreement to Moyo’s thorough explanation.

„Hence, Sanderday.“ Aaron concured. „Trust me, they will leave us behind somewhere between now and the next hour, and never been heard of again until tomorrow.“

„U-huh.“ Was all that Lucas provided as they catched up with the couple.
„What’s up, boys?“ Sander greeted cheerfullfy, hugging each of the broerrs, before extanding his hand towards the newling to their group. „And you must be Lucas. Robbe, and basically everyone else, had already told me about you. Glad to be able to actually see you in person as well.“

„Great to meet you too.I hope there were only good things so far?“

„Absolutely.“ Sander proclaimed and picked up his things from the ground. „Ready to go? I actually had planned to sketch a bit by the park, if you want to come as well.“

A simultaneous shrug followed by affirmative mumbles, that made them all head towards the left, straight down the street. It was a ten minute walk tops, though they stopped for some drinks on the way. Long enough, that the sun even peaked through the clouds once they arrived.

„Lucas, can I post this on my insta? If you don’t mind, of course.“ That was Sander asking a little later, just as they had found a nice sunny spot in the park to occupy a bench. He pushed the display of his camera towards said boy’s face. Jens wasn’t sure when Sander had taken it out of his bag, but that wasn’t really what he wanted to know. Lucas seemed a bit taken a back, looking at it, as he did a double take and watched Sanders smiling face. He did sound a bit unsure of himself but replied: „Sure, I guess.“

Now everyone’s curiousity demanded a look as well. And after Moyo had sommented on it with a whistle on his lips, it finally was Jens’s turn. He wasn’t sure if he was breathing at the moment, but his jumping, beating heart, assured him he was alive. Though on second thought, maybe this was dying.

He tried not to give  away, how beautiful he thought it was. Or to be more presice, the boy in it. Sander took amazing photos, that wasn’t a secret, but he captured Lucas just in such a way that Jens’s throat dired up.

Aaron took the camera off his hands, leaving him with words of protest on his lips. But luckily his brain was smarter and decided to stay quiet. 

„Eh Lucas?“ Sander tapped the dutch boy on the shoulder: „If you’d be interested too. My photography course is doing editorials next month and I’d love for you to model for me. I already have the perfect idea! Trust me, it is gonna be great. Nothing too big. Maybe three, four photos? Black-White. Classy. Clean fashion editorial. We can get a designer on board and have Robbe do lights. What do you say?“

The broerrs looked at each other amused and than to Lucas who had absolutely no clue what to do. He also never had met Sander and his seemingly spontaneous grand plans before. He certainly was the type to go big or go home. Before Lucas had any chance to answer though, Robbe’s voice broke the silence.

„Here I thought I was your only muse. But now a new pretty boy comes along and where does that leave me?“ He pouted at his boyfriend, who’s grin immidiately vanished of his face, replaced by an expression of horror that Robbe would even entertain a thought like this.

„You are, and will always be my biggest muse in every universe! Always and for ever! Unconditionaly. I’d carry you on my hands each day, and would canonise the ground you are walking on. Gift you every moon, and star, and sun I’d be able to reach. The whole sky and beyond. You are the one thing I truly love more than aynthing in this world, myself included. You are...“

„Oh shut up and kiss me! Then you can go back fanboying over Lucas again.“ Robbe smirked, blushing in the brightest colours imaginable by Sander’s devout decleration of love.

„I most definitely will kiss you!“ Sander exclaimed and took a very broad and swift step towards him, his hands immidiately finding just the perfect hight on Robbe’s hips to pull him excrushingly close.

Jens felt like an intruder seeing something he shouldn’t. It felt very inapprobiate to watch, as Sander leaned in to an open-mouth kiss. Lips and teeth and tounge. Robbe reciprocated like it was air to breath, let himself fall into it, his wrists crossed behind the neck of Sander, as they devoured each other. Jens knew he never had kissed nor had ever been kissed by anyone like this. He really should look away, but just like the other boys he couldn’t quite draw his gaze from them. 

He swore they had completely forgotten about Lucas, Moyo, Aaron and himself, as Robbe and Sander ended their kiss with a heavy gasp, staring into each other eyes as they pressed their forheads together.

These lucky bastards were together for almost a year and still it seemed they had just found each other anew.

Jens loudly cleared his throat, while Moyo couldn’t hold back his laughter any longer and Aaron slowly clapped, deeply impressed. Checking up on Lucas though, Jens found the dutch boy looking absolutely overwhelmed by this public display of affection. Or maybe because it was between two boys? Jens really hoped that that wasn’t the case. And it didn’t appear that Lucas had been disconcerted before when Robbe had pecked a kiss to Sander’s lips infront of the school. But that didn’t really had to mean anything, right? Jens just prayed he was wrong about the way Lucas seemed to be a bit uncomfortable at the moment.

„Seriously, I almost want to be kissed by Sander now.“ Moyo joked, patting Robbe’s back, who seemed to suddelny realise where they were.

„That could be arranged, I believe.“ Sander provided with a wink, greatly amused by Moyo’s wide eyes of total shock to the suggestion.

„Oh shit, sorry!“ Robbe said apologetic at the same time.

„All good.“ Jens let his best friend know, searching for Lucas’s eyes. „Right?“

The dutch boy suddenly looked up and over towards him, nodding strongly.

„Of course. I just...eh....it came...unexpected.“ Lucas settled on and tried a reassuring smile. „Are you always like that?“

„Like what?“ Robbe inquiered, perhaps a bit defensive. He hated when people assumed anything remotely negative when speaking about Sander, and or their relationship in general.

„So open about it? I’m sorry, I don’t think I’ve seen that before. My circle was very straight in Utrecht. But really, I didn’t mean to imply anything else by it. Honestly. Full support on my end here.“

„We are just us.“ Sander provided simply to ease the tension, while he turned back towards Lucas with a warm expression. He never let go of his boyfriend though, tucking him nicely to his side, with his arm slung around the other boy’s back for support, his hand resting on Robbe’s waist.

Lucas’s smile grew brighter, nodding reassured that this had turned out alright.

Jens released the breath he didn’t knew he had held. But it felt like some weight was lifted by Lucas not being against their relationship. Why he had been so effected though, Jens didn’t know. He assumed it just had to do with the happiniess of his best friend, that he wanted to protect. 

„Trust me, they can get even worse than this. At least on two seperate occasions I had to slip out of Robbe’s room. They only have eyes for each other from one moment to the next. It’s incredible. And hands! God do they have too many hands.“ Jens told Lucas, exaggerating his annoyance over them, by rolling his eyes in a big motion. It earned him a smack by Robbe and Sander’s laughter.

„Bro! I swear to god, it happened to me too once. We were playing CoD and sat on the sofa together, until they started. I spend the next hour in the kitchen with my headphones on, not even wanting to try to get to the bathroom.“ Moyo declared and now everyone was laughing. Til Robbe decided it was enough and waved them all off.

„Okay, okay, I think everyone got the point. Can we go back now to appreciating Lucas’s beauty and how he should model for my stupid boyfriend here?“ Teased Robbe, patting Sander’s chest. Who was back on track of his mission the next second, leaving his boyfriend’s side to take his camera back from Aaron and settle into the dutch boy’s immidiate vicinity effortlessly. Jens sometimes really found himself jealous by how easy it seemed to be for Sander to do.

„So what’s your insta? I can message you everything about my idea later.“

[pamouche]

"The moon shines by the Sun. The Sun is a Star. And the Stars are everything." [x]

[birthdaysentiment]

guess what… i miss robbe and sander

[mollisangelus]

Red Is My Favorite Color

Yandere! Alpha! KiriBaku x Omega! Reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

A/N: Yeahhh, let's get to the juicy parts. I'm so happy you guys stuck around! I'll keep posting every two days!! They're scheduled so- ASKS ARE OPEN BTW

TW: Crying, breakdown, panic attack, depression, anxiety, smothering, slight coercion. We getting heavy now.

♡———♡

They seemed to be around a lot after that, frequenting your cafe, playing with the dogs after a long mission, showing you pictures of Roofus, picking up Miko. Even Denki and Mina seemed to like you even more after that, because they invited you over for cookouts and Miko's birthday party, and you got to know the group. They all felt easy, like it wasn't so much of a chore to talk to them. They ignored your too old clothes, and your greasy hair sometimes. They didn't push you about your slumps or the way your smile faltered. Kirishima and Bakugou became great friends of yours, and you loved the way their relationship worked, their little banter. Playing videogames with them was awesome, and you even got to meet Roofus again at the park, and almost cried when you saw how happy he was. Maybe that's what led you here, sobbs shaking your body as the phone rang against your ear. A part of you hoped they didn't pick up, too embarrassed about the situation. Your heart squeezed and your nerves rattled when you heard a gravelly Kirishima ask, "Hello?" He must have been sleeping, you felt horrible. You tried to stop your crying, you couldn't intrude like this. 

"N-nevermind, I'm s-sorry. I shouldn't have called." Before he could reply, you hung up. 

You knew you had to get up and move, you had to do something. Yet you could only cry, surrounded by boxes of your things. You felt broken, how did things get this bad? All you did was work, constantly. How did you deserve this? What did you do wrong? The thoughts consumed your mind and sent you to a darker place, and it sent you into a panic. You shook and sobbed under the street light of the parking lot, feeling hopeless and lost. You cried yourself to sleep that night.

You don't know when you fell asleep, and when the guys showed up. You didn't really remember being picked up, in fact, but you thought you died and went to Heaven when you woke. The mattress beneath you was heaven and you cuddled in closer to it, hugging the blanket covering you. Sunlight twinkled in your eyes and you tried to turn so you could get back to sleep, but the light didn't relent.

Then it settled in, a mattress? Was last night a dream? Your bed never felt this good. You fell asleep outside. You shot up, quickly, looking around the place. Your boxed stuff and trash bags of your things were stacked in the room, covering the closet on the side. There were two windows behind you, one closest to the closet and the other right behind the bed you were sleeping in. A nightstand was beside you, your phone plugged in to a charger you didn't recognize. The room was relatively plain, all white walls, and simple grey shades and white bedding. It looked like a guest room. You grabbed your phone quickly, checking the time. Turning it on, several notifications were on your screen. Missed calls from Bakugou and Kirishima, messages as well. They probably hated you now. You pushed that stinging pain to the side, you had to figure out where the hell you were. 

You got out of the bed, realizing you were in clothes that weren't your own. A baggy shirt and someone's boxers. It felt weird, but the smell on them was so familiar, it smelled a lot like Bakugou, although you could definitely find Kirishima in there too. Why were you wearing their clothes? Was this their place? Did they undress you?! Your omega didn't care about that, singing to the high Heavens that you were wearing their clothes. You rushed to the door, opening it. Your sudden adrenaline didn't stop your anxiety and fear, so you walked slowly down the hallway. Hushed whispers could be heard, although you couldn't make out what they were saying. It seemed serious whatever it was, so not wanting to intrude, so you went to clear your throat. However, as you got further down the hallway, the delicious smell of food invaded your senses, and it caused your stomach to growl. Both heads shot right into your direction. The kitchen was right off to the side, a large doorway was there, but the hallways continued a little bit into what looked like the living room. 

They stood around the kitchen island, Bakugou near the stove and Kirishima seated on the other side, a mug in his hand that he was setting down. You didn't know what to say, where to begin, and apparently, neither did they. You stood frozen for a while until you spoke. "Wh-what… what happened?" It was barely above a whisper, the only thing your voice had to compete with was the crackle of bacon. Before either man could answer though, a familiar little bulldog came bounding around the corner and your face lit up. "Roofus, Buddy!" 

You kneeled and allowed him to get in your lap as you pet and kissed him, him returning all the kisses right back. You didn't hear it, but both of them let out a sigh of relief that you didn't seem too freaked out. They were just trying to help you after all. 

After greeting him, you stood again and that's when Kirishima spoke. "Why don't you come sit down with me so we can talk..?" He seemed nervous, his eyes flickering to your expression. Bakugou didn't glance at you at all after looking away the first time, focusing instead on the food in front him, which smelled more divine by the second.

Something inside of you made you super nervous. These were two alphas, and they thought you were a beta. It wasn't right for an omega to be here, after all they were also mated. You were invading, like always, a nuisance. How stupid of you to call them, they probably think your weak and dumb now. You felt a little overwhelmed, and the thought of last night just clouded your mind and you couldn't help the tears that started to cloud your eyes. Your silence had gotten Bakugou's attention again, and it made you feel even worse. So there you stood, trying not to crumble before both of these alphas. 

Kirishima was the first to move, he couldn't stand the sight. Rushing over to you, and smothering you with his hold, cradling you close like you were the most delicate thing he'd ever touched. It only made you cry harder, here you were, making them worry even more. You sobbed in his chest, for a while. Bakugou had finished the food and set it on the counter before coming over, he didn't want to interrupt or overwhelm you. He knew these types of people all too well. Kirishima on the other hand, was all around you, in your face, whispering in your ear. His calming pheromones practically oozed out of every one of his scent glands. 

It helped, partly, but then you started to speak. "I'm s-sorry, I'm so sorry. I d-don't mean to be like this!" You covered your face again. "I j-just needed help, but I i-invaded. I'm so sorry, please don't hate me." 

The men were stunned. Why were you sorry? Why would they hate you? Kirishima couldn't help but tear up, hearing that. Who did this to you? He only glided his fingers through your hair, cradling you. "Sh, it's okay. It's okay, you don't have to be sorry. We don't hate you, we could never hate you. Just calm down.." 

You did, finally, sobs turning into hiccups. Eventually Kirishima helped you sit up, but didn't make a move to remove you from his lap. His pheromones were still pumping, and you could smell Bakugou pretty strongly too. It was a little dizzying, but it kept you grounded and out of your thoughts, so you were thankful. 

Bakugou finally spoke for the first time that morning, "What happened?" Your teary eyes looked up at him, face red and cheeks stained. Your lips were glossy and you just looked… so precious. So beautiful just like that. He had to focus though. 

"I got.. kicked out." You whispered, so quietly. 

"Why?" 

Kirishima shot his partner a glare for being so blunt, but Bakugou ignored it. 

"I couldn't pay th-the rent. They doubled it! Again!" You sounded exasperated as you continued, "I got let go at the animal shelter… they were running low on funds since most of it is donation, and couldn't afford all the staff. I'm s-sorry I lied! I just didn't want you guys to worry when you asked why you hadn't seen me… so I just told you I changed shifts and positions.." Kirishima started petting your hair again before you could get worked up. 

Bakugou's gaze softened at you, you really did need them. "Well you're staying here from now on." Was all he said, his voice gruff, but softer than usual. 

Your head shot up, "No."

You didn't mean to be that agressive, or sound that scared. But you couldn't, they were two alphas, and you still had heats. Mated or not, instincts were instincts. They both looked at you, surprised. 

"Why the hell not?" Bakugou shot back, a little hurt by your reaction. Couldn't you see that they wanted to help you? 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say it like that- I just, can't." Was all you meaked out. 

"Hun, why won't you let us help you..? We're not gonna hurt you..?" Kirishima spoke softly in your ear, although he was hurt too. Bakugou's glare burned into your soul, and you felt guilty. You didn't want to tell them the truth. Maybe you could just try to hide, just shut yourself in your room during your heat. 

"I- okay…" You relented. 

Both men exchanged a glance, and Kirishima smiled. "Awesome! Why don't we have some breakfast and get cleaned up, and we'll help you unpack." 

You smiled at that and nodded. If only you'd known they were just suckering you in.

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Kissing prompt- Number 39! With Bucky Barnes <3!

Your life, your voice, your reason to be

A/N: There IS comfort in this I swear, but this idea came up to me when I was listening to Moments by One Direction so you can expect some sadness too lol. Also, I recommend listening to the song while reading for the Full Experience.

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KISSING PROMPTS #39: kisses for comfort

Pairing: 40s Bucky x reader

Word count: 815

Warnings: I cried writing this.

Every day you would be there, at the station with a pressed dress, hair done and heart full of hope. Three years had gone by, the war was over and now, every single Saturday for the past 2 months, soldiers were starting to come back home. You could see on the streets how families were complete again: wives with their husbands watching the kids run around in the park, your friends back in their apartments with someone to cook a meal to, mothers were having full tables this Thanksgiving again; happiness had made a glorious return for everyone, except for you.

Autumn was beginning to feel like winter, and your soldier was nowhere to be found. But the MIA legend that could be read next to Bucky’s name was not going to stop you, so you were there, early every Saturday, ready to welcome him back home. Trains came and went every time, leading to tear-jerking reunions of soldiers and their families, and every single time you were left there, waiting for that one last train that had to arrive but never did.

The hope of seeing Bucky again left your heart little by little every Saturday. Aging housewives that shared your situation were your only company during the train rides back home, and as you saw them crying on the train you were starting to wonder if the ring around your fourth finger was ever going to see its purpose being fulfilled or if you were always going to be left with half a wedding planned.

If you could only turn back time to that life, to that moment before war broke loose. You knew your Bucky, you knew he would always come back, but with Steve being gone you were not sure if Bucky had followed him till the end, right by his side all the way into the ice he disappeared into.

He didn’t, you had to repeat yourself every week, he couldn’t have done it.

Dresses had turned into coats as November came around. The usual group of anxious women reduced every Saturday, and as the last day of arrivals came the number was even smaller. The first train showed up with no signs of Sergeant Barnes; an hour later the second train was there with men wearing the same blue jacket that your soldier had too, except their leading man was not there; the last train was there, and as the last few men were reunited with their wives and the platform was starting to clear, the usual tears began to sting your eyes, except this time the tears felt heavier, this time the tears felt like they were already mourning.

Tears were streaming down your face when suddenly you saw him leaving the train. Sunken blue eyes looking around, shoulders broader than the last time you saw him, beard scruffier than when he left. “Bucky.” You whispered, trying to scream out your lungs but emotion not letting you speak louder than that, not sure if he was actually there or if your mind was playing tricks on you.

His eyes made their way to you, almost as if he had heard your murmur, and the smile on his face let you know he was there. With a quick pace he started walking towards you, sobbs leaving your lips as the distance between you became shorter every step.

“Y/N.” Bucky spoke your name before your arms wrapped around his neck and your face buried in it. “I missed you so much.” He kissed your cheek, smelling your perfume there as he held you. His arm embraced you from around the waist, holding you against his chest as your tears fell on his shoulder.

“I thought you had followed Steve.” At the mention of his lost friend the clutch around you tightened before tilting his head to find your lips in a kiss that had every emotion he couldn’t speak to you the last three years, and the comfort of his lips immediately invaded your body. He was home.

You broke apart after a few minutes, silent tears falling from his eyes too. Only then you noticed the left sleeve of his jacket hanging empty from his shoulder. “Oh, Bucky.” Your voice broke as your trembling hands cupped his face, your eyes looking for the relief of his baby blue orbs, not even wanting to imagine what had to happen to him to make him lose an arm. "Are you alright?"

“I am now, babygirl. Don’t worry about me.” He assured, pressing your foreheads together before kissing you once more, feeling both of your tears mixing with the soft traces of his tongue against your lips, his touch comforting you as it had always done. “I promised you before I left, remember?” His fingers pushed a loose strand of hair behind your ear, cupping your cheeks before kissing you once more. “I will always come back home to you.”

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Sick days

Wanda x Natasha x Reader

Summary: Readers appendix ruptures. What happens when reader has to get surgery???

Notes: Hey guys!!! Here’s another one for ya!! Hope you enjoy!!!

Wanda wakes up to a hotter than usual weight on her chest. It was you. Uh-oh she thinks. You had just returned from a mission out in Alaska. You thought that a winter coat would be enough to keep you warm. And it did, until you fell off the ice and into the water.

When you got home you were exhausted and went right to bed with Wanda and Tasha. Wanda takes her hand and feels your forehead. You definitely had a fever.

Wanda carefully reaches over to wake up Nat. Since Natasha joined your relationship she’s been sleeping with you and Wanda every night. Wanda on your left and Nat on your right, you loved sleeping in the middle. Getting to be cuddled by not one, but two of your girlfriends.

You were on top of her right now with your head in her chest. Wanda knew that if she moved she would risk the chance of waking you up.

Wanda decided to wait to wake Nat up wanting you to get as much sleep as you needed. She sighed knowing that you probably weren’t going to feel good when you woke up.

Wanda uses her powers to carefully get you off her and cuddled up against Nat. Then she gets out of bed to get you some medicine. When she came back she noticed that Nat had woken up and had a worried look on her face.

“She has a fever,” Nat says quietly, not wanting to wake you.

“I know I was going to wake you up and tell you but I didn’t want to wake her up. I got her some medicine for when she wakes up,”

“Poor baby,” Nat says looking down at you.

You feel like sh*t. You haven’t even opened your eyes but you can hear your girlfriends talking about you. Just great, you just had to fall in a frozen ocean.

You groan when you try to snuggle closer to Tasha. Your abdomen hurt, really stinkin bad.

“Hi baby” Nat says softly.

“I know you probably don’t feel good baby, but I need you to swallow this.” Wanda says holding up a clear cup of pink medicine.

You finally open your eyes. When you see the pink medicine you instantly hide your face in Tashas chest.

“Protect me from that woman with the mean medicine” You say into her chest. You feel Natasha chuckle.

“I’m sorry baby, but I agree with Wanda. You need to take the medicine.” You launch yourself from your hiding place groaning in pain.

“Since when did my girlfriends become such meanies?” You say looking between the two.

“Take it, right now or no cuddles for the rest of the week,” Wanda threatens you. You gasp in disbelief.

“You wouldn’t” You say staring her down.

“Oh I would, Tasha too,” you look at Nat with puppy dog eyes but she just shakes her head.

“You should listen to your mama, baby,” she says.

“She’s not my mama when she’s being mean,” you pout, “And she’s only my mama when I’m little. And I’m a big girl right now.”

“You sure aren’t acting like it,” Wanda says.

“Fine” you say mumbling something about being a grinch and hating mean mamas. You take the cup and swallow it down in one go. Gagging and being dramatic about it after words.

You didn’t think it was dramatic, it tasted bad, but your girlfriends definitely thought you were overreacting. Luckily Wanda had grabbed you some juice to wash out the bad taste afterwards.

You take the cup glaring at her because you wouldn’t have needed the juice if she hadn’t made you take the medicine.

You sit on the bed pouting not looking at either of your girlfriends. Wanda and Natasha exchange looks. They definitely noticed that you were more childish when you were sick and in your big state.

You flop backwards onto the bed and whine in pain.

“You guys are the worst girlfriends ever,” you say not even look at them

“You still love us though,” you hear Wanda say. You try hard not to smile at her comment. Instead taking the defensive way out.

“No I don’t,” you say.

“Well if you don’t love us then I guess you won’t get anymore cuddles from now on,” Nat says to you. That is the second time your cuddles have been put on the line this morning and now you were mad.

“You know what,” you say sitting up carefully and getting out of bed, “I don’t need you guys or your stupid cuddles,” you say as you move to the door.

“Where are you going,” Nat asks you.

“Somewhere where my cuddles aren’t going to get repeatedly threatened,” you say as you shut the door.

“She’ll come back,” Nat says because Wanda has a worried look on her face. She just shrugs and gets back in bed with Nat.

Now what? You were walking outside the compound slowly, your abdomen still hurt. You walked around the parameter lost in thought.

Your plan was so genius that you out geniused yourself. You really thought that one of them would ask you to stay. Why didn’t one of them ask you to stay.

You start to spiral down a deep path. Maybe they didn’t want you around. Maybe they just wanted time to themselves. Maybe they didn’t… didn’t love you enough.

When you come across that thought you start to cry, switching to your little state. You keep thinking that thought on repeat as your cries got louder.

“Mama,” You say through sobbs, did she not love you enough?

Wanda sat up in the bed she was lying in. Untangling herself from Natasha where they were cuddling.

“Something is wrong…” Wanda says.

“You feel it too?” Natasha asked. Wanda and Natasha lock eyes.

“Y/N,” they say at the same time. Both jumping out of bed and getting out of the room.

“Friday where is Y/N,” Wanda says after not seeing you outside the door.

“Miss Y/N is outside the compound. She seems to be in distress.” Friday says above.

“Dang it,” Wanda says, her and Nat running outside. When Nat and Wanda see you you 're on ground curled up into a ball sobbing.

“Baby?” Nat says as she approaches you carefully.

“Mommy?” You whisper through tears. You must've dropped when you were outside Nat thought.

“Hey what’s wrong?” Wanda asks you.

“I-I fought y-you didn’t love m-me. Do y-you not love me?” You ask through tears.

“Baby of course we love you, why did you think we didn’t?” Wanda says.

“Cause you did-didn’t stop me from weaving. Fought you didn’t want me,” you say sadly.

“We always want you baby, no matter what. We should have stopped you and for that I’m sorry,” Nat says to you helping you up.

“Willy?” You ask looking up at both of them.

“Yes baby,” Nat tries to pick you up but stops when you scream out in pain.

“Hurts mommy,” You say as new tears form in your eyes.

“Where does it hurt baby girl?” Wanda asks as she wipes the tears off your face. You point to the lower right side of your abdomen. Nat and Wanda exchange worried expressions.

The medicine that they gave you should be working right now, and having a fever shouldn’t be affecting your stomach.

“Baby this is going to hurt but mama needs to carry you back inside to get you checked out by Bruce,” You nod at her trusting mama to make it hurt the least possible she could. Wanda leans down and scoops you up avoiding your stomach.

You whine out in pain and she coos at you telling you it’s going to be okay. You hide your head in the crook of her neck and suck on your thumb.

When you get back inside the three of you make your way to the medical wing.

“Friday, tell Bruce that we're coming up to have Y/N checked out,” Tasha says.

“I will do that right now,” Friday says above. When you guys arrive Bruce is already waiting for you.

Wanda tries to set you down on the bed but you whine and don’t let go of her. You start to cry when she tries to take your hand off her shoulder.

“Okay, okay. Baby don’t cry,” She coos at you as you hide your face back into her neck.

“Hi Bruce, sorry she’s shy,” Nat says to Bruce.

“That’s okay, so what is the problem?”

“Well I tried to pick her up and she screamed out in pain, and I asked her where it hurt and she pointed at her right lower abdomen. We thought she just had a cold because she has a fever, we gave her some medicine but it didn’t seem to work,” Nat explains to Bruce.

“Okay, well it sounds like she might have ruptured her appendix. Did she fall and hit her stomach or anything like that.”

Tasha looks over at Wanda. They have been with you since you got home.

“She fell off the ice and into the water on her last mission. She could have hit her stomach then,” Tasha says.

“Baby girl, mama needs you to remember when you were on your mission. Did you get hit in the abdomen at all while you were out there?” You stay still for a while just thinking about it.

You shake your head yes into mama’s neck. Bruce asks you some more questions and confirms that you ruptured your appendix and will need surgery tomorrow. Wanda and Nat thank Bruce before taking you back to their room.

Wanda lays you down on the bed into Natasha and you snuggle up into her. Then Wanda joins you two.

“Baby girl, what’s wrong,” Natasha asks.

“Swared mommy,” you say into her.

“What are you scared of, baby?” Wanda asks you.

“S- sur- surg,”

“You’re scared of the surgery baby,” Nat says more than asks.

You shake your head yes.

“Baby, it’s okay you don’t have to be scared,” Wanda says to you.

“Wut if it hurts?” You ask.

“If it hurts then mommy and I will kiss it better,” Wanda says.

“Promise?” You ask.

“Promise,” both Natasha and Wanda say.

You smile and close your eyes. It was about 2 in the afternoon, but they let you sleep for a while.

When you wake up it’s about 4. You were big and only snuggled up around Wanda this time. Wanda was watching a sitcom while you slept. You groan in pain.

“Hey sleepy head,” Wanda says to you.

“Where’s Tasha?” You ask her.

“She’s training with Clint right now. She’ll be back soon. How are you feeling?”

“Like someone took a baseball bat to my stomach.”

“Aww i’m sorry baby, you’ll feel better tomorrow.”

“Can we do something when Tasha gets back?”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know something fun so I can remember it in case I die,” you say seriously.

“Baby you are not going to die. I promise I will not let that happen to you. You can’t get away from us that easily,” Wanda says to you. You nod your head. Cuddling back into Wanda and waiting for Tasha to come back.

“OOOOO!!!!!!” You say out of the blue.

“We can go to the beach and take a truck, and have a picnic in the bed of it while we watch the sunset! And- and we can fill the bed with a bunch of blankets and pillows and cuddle!!!!!” You squeal out with a huge smile on your face forgetting the pain in your abdomen.

Wanda laughs and shakes her head.

“Sounds perfect baby.”

You wait excitedly for Natasha to get done with training while you and Wanda pack food for your picnic.

“Tasha, Tasha!” You say when you see her enter the kitchen.

“I see someone is happy,” she says with a smile.

“We are going to the beach for a picnic and in the truck we’ll have lots of blankets and pillows and we are gonna watch the sunset while we cuddle!” you say with the biggest smile on your face that Nat has ever seen.

“Sounds like you got it all planned out baby”

“It’s going to be great!!!” You say with a squeal. You and Wanda finish up packing all the food. Then you go to the bedroom where you grab your love blanket and Bunny, your stuffed koala.

Wanda and Natasha grab some more blankets and pillows. You guys make your way out of your room and spot Tony.

“Hey Tony,” you say waving to him.

“Can we take one of your trucks to the beach?” You ask him.

“Hmmm, I don’t know Y/N. You were so mean to me during the play date,” Tony said to you.

“I wasn’t being mean, I just wanted to play cars with Steve, plus you only had one action figure.” You say, he seems unconvinced.

“Please, this could be my last day on earth,” you say to him with puppy dog eyes.

“What?!?” He asks, shocked.

“Yeah I could die during my appendix surgery tomorrow,” you say seriously.

“Oh, I thought you were serious.” He says

“What? I am being serious”

“Yeah I know, but you realize that the death rate for that procedure is less than 2%?”

“Okay whatever, can we use a truck, pleaseeeeeeeeee?” You ask.

“Yeah sure”

“Thank you so much” You say smiling and giving him a hug. You, Wanda, and Natasha walk out to the garage.

“You are awfully affectionate today baby,” Wanda says to you. You make a noise of agreement as you pile everything into the back seat of the truck. Wanda got in the passenger seat and Tasha got into the drivers side. That meant you had to sit all alone in the back seat.

“Wanda, will you sit with me in the back?” You ask with puppy dog eyes. Wanda could never say no to you so she gets in the back with you. You sit in the middle seat so you can cuddle up into her.

You lay your head on her shoulder and she strokes your hair. You close your eyes falling asleep on Wanda.

You feel someone shake your shoulder.

“Baby, time to wake up, we are here,” you hear Wanda say. Then you remember, the beach. Your eyes fly open and you jolt upright groaning in discomfort.

“Lets go,” you squeal excitedly getting out of the car. Wanda and Natasha following you.

You put a big king sized blanket on the bed of the truck. Then you put the rest of them on top along with the pillows, the love blanket, bunny, and the picnic basket. Wanda helps you climb up into the bed of the truck. Soon after Tasha and Wanda join you.

You eat in silence letting the waves talk to you. Once all of you are done you guys put everything back into the picnic basket and off to the side.

You arrange the pillows so that you can lean up against them where the bed meets the rest of the truck. You scoot back and Natasha and Wanda follow you. You are in the middle like always, you pick up the love blanket and throw it over Wanda and Tasha. Making sure that they are both covered by the blanket you lean into Wanda while Tasha puts her head in your lap.

You three watch as the sun sets. Yellows and Oranges slowly blend into pinks and purples. Snuggled in between your girlfriends you close your eyes feeling warm and safe drifting off to sleep.

Waking up you realize it’s morning. You are in bed cuddled up on top of Wanda, covered by your love blanket. Natasha isn’t in bed with you two, or in the room. You get off from Wanda carefully trying not to wake her. But, you do.

She yawns and stretches her arm out searching for you or Nat. When she comes up empty she whines and opens her eyes. Spotting you she sleepily smiles.

“Morning baby,” you say to her.

“Mmm morning”

“Thank you for last night,” you say, going over to her to give her a kiss. She immediately deepens it tugging at your bottom lip making you groan. She begs for entrance to your mouth and you let her. Muffled moans coming from both of you when your tongues touch.

“Ahem,” you hear pulling away. You both look up to see Nat smirking at you two.

“So this is what I miss when I try to make breakfast in bed for you two, unbelievable.” She says with a smile.

“You made breakfast? For us?” You ask. She shakes her head and rolls in the cart that has your favorite on it. Your eyes light up as you walk over to her, kissing her deeply.

“Thank you Tasha,” you say as you pull away, her lips chasing yours. You laugh and boop her nose.

“Yeah yeah, go get back in bed,” she says. You turn around and she slaps your butt playfully making you squeak and turn back around to see her smiling while biting her lip.

You get back in bed with Wanda and Nat brings the food trays over to you two then she gets in and puts her own tray in front of her.

“Wait… am I even allowed to eat before surgery?”

“Oh my god, I forgot.” Nat says as she face palms.

“Y/N I’m so sorry, I just wanted to do something nice for you,” she says as she puts her head in her hands.

“Hey Tasha, it’s okay.” You say taking her hands in yours.

“I can just have it after.”

“Are you sure?” She asks, sounding defeated.

“I’m positive, thank you for thinking of me,” you say softly kissing her.

You all avoid eating and instead cuddle until it’s time for you to go down and have your surgery. Making your way down to the medical wing you tell your girlfriends that you’ve never had surgery before and that you have no idea how you’d act when you are on the drugs.

You changed into the gown that they give you and lay down on the bed. They have to put in an IV which means you’ll have to get a shot. You hold Wanda’s and Natasha’s hand when they do it squeezing tightly.

After they give you the IV they roll you down the hall.

“I love you guys,” you say to Wanda and Natasha when they stop you right in front of the door that says ‘surgical wing permitted people only’

“We love you too,” Wanda says

“We’ll see you after surgery,” Nat assures you.

When you come out of subconscious you hear a rhythmic beeping noise. You notice that both of your hands are being held by someone. You open your eyes to see that Natasha and Wanda are the holders of your hands.

You also see that you are wrapped in your love blanket and Bunny is sitting on your bed. You squeeze both their hands the best you can.

Both their heads shoot up at the same time.

“Hi baby” Wanda says with a smile. You try to say hi back but your throat is too dry for anything to come out. Natasha gets you a cup of water and puts a straw in it for you.

“Hi,” you finally say after taking a sip of water.

“How are you feeling?” Natasha asks you.

“Tired, but good,” You say to them as silence encases you.

“God you are beautiful,” you say out loud, clearly the drugs they gave you is affecting you.

“Who?” Natasha asks you.

“Welllll you are super beautiful,” you say to Natasha.

“But have you seen her? She’s like a goddess. You say pointing to Wanda with big doe eyes.

“I wish she was my girlfriend,” you whisper to Natasha, at least you thought you whispered it to her. Wanda giggles and Natasha just smiles at you.

“Baby, I am your girlfriend,” Wanda says to you.

“Really?!?”

“Yes Tasha too,” Wanda says to you. You look at Natasha and she shakes her head agreeing.

“Wow… So have I had sex with you yet?” You ask Wanda, not remembering. Wanda blushes and Nat snorts.

“I mean cause you are, like, super beautiful, like so beautiful,” you say repeating yourself.

“You know someday when I get the chance imma marry both of you,” you say. Wanda and Natasha just look at each other surprised.

“Ooo Bunny!” You say grabbing Bunny and holding her close to your chest as you yawn.

“I’m tired,” you say out loud.

“Okay baby, close your eyes, well be here when you wake up.” Natasha says to you as you close your eyes drifting off into sleep again.

When you wake up there’s no more annoying beeping noises. You can feel two bodies on either side of you and you instantly know it’s Wanda and Natasha.

You groan in pain, the drugs long worn off. You open your eyes seeing that you are no longer in the hospital, but in your room.

“Hi baby,” Wanda coos at you.

“Hmmm,” You hum back.

“How are you feeling?” Natasha asks you

“Pain,” You groan out as you sit up.

“Here, I’ll go get your medicine,” Wanda says as she starts getting out of bed.

“No, I can get it,”

“Babe, you just got out of surgery,” Natasha says to you.

“I’m fine, I can take care of myself. You guys don’t need to fuss over me. Plus I have to go to the bathroom anyways.” Wanda and Natasha just give each other worried looks as you get out of bed.

Walking like an old hunchback you make your way to the bathroom. Filling a glass cup with water you set it down getting out the pills you need. You take your pills and put the glass back down on the counter.

You must’ve missed the counter though cause the next second you hear the glass shatter to the floor.

Wanda and Natasha hear it too and rush over to the bathroom. You had locked the door so Wanda has to use her powers to get it open.

When they open the door they see you curled up in a ball crying and wet. The sound must’ve made you drop and you had wet yourself.

“Hey baby, it’s okay it's just mama and mommy,” Wanda says as she comes near you.

“Mama, I-I’m sorry,”

“It’s okay baby girl. You just had an accident, it's okay. Did you get hurt, baby?” Wanda asks you while checking you over. You shake your head no.

“Okay baby, do you wanna take a bath?”

“Will you and mommy join me?” You ask shyly.

“Of course we will baby,” Wanda says to you. Natasha had already cleaned up the glass and started the bath.

Wanda undresses you and helps you sit down in the bath. She gets in across from you and Natasha gets in behind you holding you to her front.

Natasha and Wanda wash you up whispering sweet nothings to you. When they’re are done they help you dress and into bed.

You snuggle up to Wanda holding her with one arm and your other safely secure around Bunny. Natasha holds you from behind and you drift off into a peaceful sleep knowing you’re safe and loved.

[abittersweetsongforyou]

hi queen i desperately miss sobbe and s3 so what are your top 5 songs from robbe’s season? 🤍🤍

i miss them so much too fuck, thank you for entertaining me with this question 😍

my top 5 songs from s3

1. rebel rebel - its fucking classic how could i not, the supermarket clip is one of my all time favourites it’s the one i show people to get them into the show and it kick started my love for bowie

2. smack my bitch up - i have no explanation for this one lmaooo it just slaps and the s3 opening clip is fucking awesome why lie

3. two men in love - this song breaks my heart and gently bandages the pieces and let’s them heal, it’s better than wildfire imo which is why i don’t have wildfire on this list which is bad of me but

4. hell or high water - once again idk why but i love this song so much it’s so sad but hopeful and i never see anyone talking about it but i cry to this song a lot shhsjsjsj it’s also used at the end of the clip where Milan finds out about the hate crime and it plays as he’s crying and trying to keep himself together so the song holds a lot of weight for me

5. in my mind - its a banger, it’s in the trailer and season 3 AND season 5 because of how iconic it is. also the final clip of season 3 really is the last time we really got to see sobbe just being together i just didn’t get that from s4 and s5 so that clip is very special to me

[romanceforransom]

I miss your wtfock fics so much! You were the only one out there consistently serving the fandom and I can never thank you enough for it

Omg cutie you're gonna make me cry!!! This is the sweetest thing 😭

Thank you so so much, I'm really glad that you enjoy them and I'm sorry that I've had to stop uploading them for the time being. I really wish I could have stopped the tag being quiet for a little longer hahaha but alas writers block had to pay me a long overdue visit

Thankfully the big bang is here so there's gonna be some amazing fics posted! (@if-music-be-the-food-of-love has got something incredible waiting to blow all of our minds) and I'm on the last chapter of the sobbe Young Royals au (no eta on when I'll finish yet but its definitely coming) so hopefully you'll have some great things to read very soon!!

Thank you again, this was such a sweet surprise to receive today, you've really brightened my day 🥰 sending lots of hugs!

[itubainaretro]

will you ever do some fake ig posts for sobbe again as well? i miss them sm i could cry so i need to pretend they’re not gone and they’re still posting 🥲

hey, babe! well, since you miss them so much and i don’t want you to cry, i’ll try to think of something and try to post it tomorrow, okay?

if you have any request in terms of what you’d like to see tell me, yeah?

[blaze13full]

Short prompt

@hotmessteaparty it is a SHORT one you needy little gremlin, a little fluff and a little emotional support bc recently I was writing too much trauma, just gonna show you that I can be nice to my OC's

The scream that echoed through the halls of the Cerberus headquarters was loud and devastating with everyone hearing it stopping dead in their tracks. Every mercenary looked in the direction the female scream came from, every book-keeper, every employee didn’t dare to move a muscle. A second scream ripped through the silence, this was when doors were opened, especially one to a big office on the top of the building. A blonde haired man, with striking blue eyes in a perfectly fitting and clean beige-suit and tie was quickly, almost racing down the stairs to the source from where the screams are coming from. The male was followed by a Japanese person with different coloured hair, black jeans, military boots and a Led Zeppelin T-shirt. Both came to a halt in front of the door to the infirmary where a young girl was also waiting trembling in fear.

“I thought this was an examination because of her nausea and her fever” Charlie mumbled, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Yakumo was just about to say something when the door opened and a black haired male stepped out of the infirmary, adjusting his glasses on his swollen cheek. “What the hell is going on in there?” Charlie demanded to know from his Doctor who raised his look. “Well, it seems that Miss Novoa is pregnant… and she didn’t really take it too well…” he confessed, finally leaving the other 3 people speechless for a moment. Until Yakumo found his tongue again “But… But I thought she is not able to… you know” The Doctor shrugged and looked at him with a raised eyebrow “No, I never said that… I said that there is an extremely low almost non.existing chance because of what happened, but I never said that she is completely unable to'' With that the Doctor scratched his nose “ So who is the lucky father?” the Doctor asked, with everyone looking at the japanese “Don’t look at me I am the gay one here” he said before everyone turned to Charlie “Ergh no, she is like a daughter to me, that would be so…. “ he shook the thought of before Yakumo’s eyes widen “I need to take a call” with that he disappeared.

Hours later Yakumo knocked on Sera’s room “It’s just me and I am coming in” when he opened the door he was found by a dark and completely chaotic room. Someone in here had a panic-attack shredding the room into pieces and now she was sitting there in a corner. She looked so small and miserable, not at all the confident woman, his strong co-worker the hacker knows. “I brought you some tea” his voice was calm and soft as the male slowly sat down in front of her.

“Yakumo….” she mumbled his name with so much sadness “I don’t know what to do” that she started to cry, desperately. Slowly Sera crawled over to her colleague, curling up in his arms. “I know… I know” he held her softly for a while until her sobbs ebbed down “Sooo he got you pregnant…”, Yakumo started earning a grumble “Of course he did'' Sera answered “He is too stubborn to die so his stubbornness made me pregnant..” she looked up at him with wet red eyes “A breeding-kink is only funny as long as you don’t get bred…” Yakumo commented “Oh god stop” Sera mumbled hiding her face “Like a fucking rabbit” he continued earning a soft slap “And I know because you forgot to take your fucking earpiece out…. 3 times!” he started to laugh again when Sera’s face flushed red and she slapped again at his chest “You could have stopped listening” she grumbled making the japanese laugh again “Oh but me and Bambi really enjoyed the show” he grinned broadly making Sera fake vomit “Oh god no… noooooo noooo nonononononononooooo” she held her hands against her ears and then smiled weakly “Pervert” she mumbled before leaning back again.

“Will you go back and tell him? Have a happy little family on this island?” the japanese asked with a smirk but Sera’s look got dark “I don’t know if I will keep them… I don’t…. I just…” The Japanese nodded “It’s okay it’s alright… just… be sure… whatever you decide… I will be here and Charlie is excited to be a grandfather” he smirked again making Sera gasp “Oh my god Charlie…” slowly she got up a little wobbly on her feet “ He needs to tell me what to do, he needs to” Yakumo got up holding her “No, no no listen to me, this is not his decision this is YOURS, you are the mother and whatever you do we will figure stuff out…” he said holding her “However… I have to admit… I would be a really great uncle” he grinned making Sera look at him “This…. this thought alone, I don’t know if this is enough to convince me…” she sniffled rubbing her eyes “Actually that thought terrifies me” she teased the other with a soft smile slowly getting out of her room.

“That’s… rude but o.k. I just have one question… why did you slap the Doc?” Yakumo asked finally, leading Sera outside so she could take in a few deep breathes “Well he told me I was pregnant and I was like ´WHAT THE FUCK HOW?´ and he was like ´Well if a boy and a girl like each other´ you know…” Yakumo started to laugh violently “He… He tried to explain to you how sex works?” he asked still laughing and Sera nodding “Yup… as if I didn’t know how that fucking rabbit was mating with me…” now Sera also started laugh.

At this moment Charlie stepped outside to next to Sera “You can now all call me Padre and if anyone calls me old I will have their pays cut or their tongue… depends” he let Sera and Yakumo known. The woman looked at him a little perplexed “What… What do you mean?” she asked “I mean…” Charlie started “That it is a tough choice to make and I support you with whatever but I just want to let you know that my wife wants to be the godmother and I am ready to walk around with a stick if you make this choice” he took her hand “If not, my wife will be there for you from beginning till the end and I will give you at least 4 months off should you decide to abort… You have saved the lives of my children so often… this is the least I could do” after his explanation he left to go inside again “Oh and one more thing” he turned on his heel “You have to decide what to do with the father… we have the usual guns, knives… light kidnapping, drowning… drug overdose whatever you want…” Sera smiled a little “What if I want to have him in my life?” she asked with raised eyebrows “Then… Then…” Charlie stopped “Then I have to call the army of mercs back right now!”

[ayellowcurtain]

Can you write a Sobbe fic of Friends with benefits but then becoming lovers with both fluff and angst

sander gets a really good job offer and moves away and robbe and sander meet again a few years later

Robbe walks away from everyone, trying to keep his tears to himself, swallowing all the words he thinks about saying, how it's the worst time to put them out.

He had years to tell Sander how much he means to him but this is definitely not the time. It’s nobody else’s fault but his to decide to listen to his feelings now. It wasn’t supposed to be like that, and Robbe should have known he wasn’t fitted for the friends with benefits type of thing. Months ago he noticed himself constantly getting lost in Sander’s eyes, enjoying way too much the cuddles they had after every night together, the way Sander made him laugh with his dumb jokes or cocky comments, how Sander made him happy, and how his hugs were always the one Robbe was in desperate need of.

He knew he shouldn’t be considerating so much to make his decisions to go or not to parties, depending so much on texts from Sander, answering if he was going too or if he was too busy with college or going somewhere else for the night.

He would only ruin the exciting mood, Sander’s happiness to be moving out of his parents’ place, finally, to work at a company he always only dreamed of working in. Robbe will miss him desperately and that part he managed to tell Sander last night, when he could still lie on his chest, smell him and feel his heart beating fast against Robbe’s ear, his hand, the long fingers resting on his hair, running his fingers through Robbe’s hair, stopping when he heard Robbe’s words, making him wonder if he shouldn’t have said anything.

“Please, Robbe, come see me. I’ll pay for your plane tickets. It’s not because I’m in another country that you can’t run away from everyone else to hide with me. Never be afraid to call me, I’ll pick you up from any airport, ever.”

Was the answer that he got, making him laugh so he wouldn’t cry, grab Sander tightly and beg him to stay.

Everyone they know is here, which is odd, how both their friends group sort of blended together in the past few months while Robbe was falling in love, so they can’t even kiss, and hug for long minutes and cry while whispering their goodbyes.

Sander’s eyes constantly on him got a little too much and Robbe just needed to walk his feelings out. He puts his hands inside his pockets, carefully holding the small piece of paper he’s been carrying for hours now, unable to decide if he should give it to Sander before he goes or not. He wasn’t even sure if he should write it, walking around his bedroom before leaving to the airport for at least five minutes, twirling the pen in between his fingers. He decided to write it and take it with him, leaving to make a decision at the very last possible moment.

At least Sander would know. It’s selfish and plain stupid, but at least a part of the weight would be lifted off of his shoulders because Sander would know. And Robbe would only have to wait for an answer, hopefully. He won’t feel as guilty for saying it after Sander is gone because it would be done. Sander would be starting his new life and the acknowledge of Robbe’s feelings wouldn’t make him change his mind about staying or going. Robbe can’t ruin Sander’s best job opportunity ever for a stupid romance.

I love you so much it’s painful to think about how it’ll be without you close. Don’t worry about me. I hope you love your job, really. I’ll miss you, and I’ll wait impatiently for every holiday to see you back home.

Robbe turns back around once his selfish feelings are tamed back inside of him, ready to meet all his friends again, and he bumps into Sander right behind him, taking his hands off his pockets, almost letting the piece of paper fall out.

“Where are you going?” He asks and Sander looks around like it’s obvious.

“Was going after you and then you changed your course suddenly.” Sander snorts and Robbe smiles, holding the paper again, not sure if he’ll get another opportunity as good as this one, “Robbe…”

“Here.” He takes the folded paper out of his pocket, offering to Sander, looking at it, knowing very well how desperate and open he is in those few lines, “But you can’t open now, just when you’re inside the airplane, or settled at your new place, just not here.”

Sander looks down at the paper, holding just the corner gently, still letting Robbe hold on to it if he wants but he lets Sander finally have it, “This is so mean of you…”

“Sorry.” Robbe smiles more honestly, watching Sander’s fingers hold the piece of paper like it’s finally his, putting inside the pocket of his black jean jacket.

“I have something for you too.” Sander holds his jacket with one hand, the other searching for  something on the secret pocket inside his jacket, finding a thick white envelope that’s folded in half, “I had some miles to use with the airline so it’s yours.”

“No…” Robbe whispers, thinking about how he just got himself in some trouble. He wrote all those things thinking they wouldn’t see each other for a while. He doesn’t know what he’ll do once he sees Sander for the first time after giving him that paper with parts of his feelings written on it like it’s shameful proof against himself.

“There’s no date because I know you’ll get busy with your finals and stuff but at least you can come, whenever you feel like it.”

Robbe opens the envelope anyway, seeing some papers with the airline name and his and he can’t believe Sander actually did this.

“You’ll have to tell me when I can go, I don’t want to get there and-”

“See me with someone else?” Sander lifts his eyebrows, clearly thinking it’s funny but it makes Robbe emotional again, thinking of how easier it would be for Sander to let him and their memories together go if he’s not seeing the other person, talking to them, touching them...

“And mess up your routine.”

“I don’t plan on being with anyone anyway. You can come whenever you want but I’ll tell you if it makes it easier for you to come to see me.”

“Thank you.”

They stand there, in silence, probably looking so suspicious to all their friends with nobody to say goodbye to since Sander is busy with Robbe. Sander is staring at him, and Robbe finds some comfort in that, even though he can barely look back, afraid Sander will be able to tell just by looking into his eyes how much Robbe wants to ask for him to stay.

“I wish I could kiss you right now.”

Robbe sees his feet moving closer and he looks up, scared he might do it, “Sander.”

Sander stops on his track, putting both his hands in his pockets, sighing annoyed.

“I know. Won’t kiss you.”

Robbe tilts his head, trying to keep himself from wishing they could just do it. Sander was the one that wanted this to be a casual thing at first. And Robbe couldn’t agree more.

He couldn’t deal with any of the things that being with a guy could bring him. Serious conversations with his mom and dad, he didn’t feel like doing that back then, actually coming out.

It was an easy agreement and somehow, after over a year since that first night,  they ended up like this: so tangled together it’s hard to know which strings to cut, the ones that keep them together, now that one is moving away.

[alchemistbee]

Winds

Five Hargreeves x reader

N/A: this is the first fic I publish, it’s not really good but I had an idea in my head and wanted to get out of my system. I apologize for gramatical errors. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Summary: When The Handler finds out you, an ex-Commision agent, is out of hiding and helping the Hargreeves, she decides to use that to get to Five.

Warnings: Spoiler-ish for S2

Five got a grip of your shaking body. He held you tightly against him, assuring himself of your safety. His hair had flown in every direction, and the current sweat dripping from his forehead only made his stressed and fearful state clearer. He had never felt his heart beat so fast as it did now, he could feel every pulse in his body and it wasn’t long before it started to pulse painfully in his head.

It had taken him a lot of strength to save you, so much that when he tried to teleport again now, his hands were only capable of shaking in place. This was bad. Really bad. He needed to find a way to get you both out there, but how? He wouldn’t get far with you without his powers, The handler knew that, and she would not miss any chance to let you slip from her hands again “Y/N?” Five tilted his head down to look at you, calling your name in a soft and worrying tone when he felt your shoulders shake under his arms.

He felt his heart stopped at the sound you did then, a painful sobb leaving your lips. He quickly tried to look down over your body, trying to find the source of your pain, but you weren’t harmed—No. You were scared. In all his years during Commision, he had never seen you like this. He has never seen you breakdown from the stress or show your true emotions. You always put a smile on your face, no matter how hard the job got...You never let anyone see through. But today, today your last string had been pulled, and now you found yourself crying in none other than Five Hargreeves arms. Not really your first option considering the man couldn’t be more clueless on what to do in situations like this, but there was no going back now.

Five’s eyes darted around the room in hopes of finding a way to get out. There was only one door, one door that either meant their freedom or their room. He could barely feel his own legs when he tried to shift, and getting his breathing to slow it’s pace was a little complicated too. He was blinking too many times, trying to forget the scene that has just happened before him. You were in danger, and it was his fault for dragging you along. He knew you had been running from The Commision radars for years, he knew he shouldn’t have asked for your help...He knew the risk. But, so did you.

When The Handler found out about you being with the Hargreeves, helping them, it didn’t take her long to send Lila after you. She considered you to be one of the most skilled agents, sharpest minds and best weapons The Commision had in years before Five. They had lost you out of their own irresponsibility, by trusting your loyalty to them you had been capable of fooling them. You escaped The Commision after a long forty-two years, leaving chaos and anger behind. The Handler wanted revenge, that or for you to return to your post, something you refused to go back to.

You knew that they would come sooner or later to kill you, but you hadn’t expected her to use you against Five. You hadn’t expected The handler to manipulate Five into coming into the old building, to suggest trading your life for his while holding you up by the collar and threatening to throw you into your demise.

“The clock is ticking, Five” The blonde woman smirked “Unless you want to lose your precious (Y/N), I suggest you decide soon”

Five’s jaw clenched tightly, his eyes moving from her to you constantly. Your eyes were completely flushed with fear, the wind from this height was violent and cold. A fall from here was not possible to survive, but did it matter? Your life was being threatened so Five could throw away his family, the world...you knew what you had to do. There was no way you were going to let Five throw his years of work because of you. There were lives on the line, what was one in front of millions?

You looked into Five’s eyes for what you thought would be the last time, tears started to sting your (e/c) pupils. For a moment, Five squinted his eyes at you, trying to figure out what you were trying to tell him, but that soon was answered. That’s the first time you had ever seen Five’s pupils reflect such immense fear. You bit Lila’s hand, to which she yelled and instinctively let go of the grip she had you in, letting gravity take care of your body.

“(Y/N)!!” Five screamed your name in desperation, already feeling his eyes stinging with the hot liquid. Without second thought, he went after you without the knowledge to know if he could save you. He teleported mid air, the wind burning against his skin violently while he pushed his hand to reach you.

“Five, what are you doing?!” You screamed through the loud noise, seeing how Five chose to endanger his own life. His hand was reaching out to you, instinctively your arms reached out, both of you trying to connect your bodies while the wind played a funny game with your bodies.

“I am not leaving you! I didn’t come this far to lose you too!” There was no way to know how long you both had before hitting the ground, but all it took for Five to take your hand was teleporting closer and closer, until catching you. There, he tried to focus his eyes into the floors of the building, and though it took him more energy than he wished, he was able to teleport him and you inside.

Your bodies landed loudly and painfully against the floor. That’s where you were now, inside Five’s arms, shaking and crying as he tried to catch his breath “(Y/N), we need to get out of here” as much as he wanted to comfort you, that would have been a priority later. You looked up to Five, giving a small nod and using your own hands to wipe the tears running down your cheeks. You pushed yourself from Five, and helped him up as you noticed how weak he looked.

He could barely stand on his own, and the burning sensation in his body wasn’t making it any easier for him to move. You took his arm to your back, letting the weight of his body lean into yours “I got you” you said softly, taking steady and slow steps so Five would be able to stay along. There was only one way out of here, and it was through that damn door...But it only became clear that your escape would be much complicated when Lila opened the door alongside her mother. You weren’t going to make it out.

“You are not going anywhere”

[pamouche]

Thanks a lot for tagging me @phascinationphases @borborai and @onzeziggy it's sweet of you, have a great day🌼🌼

fav wtfock s3 things Soundtracks , Robbe, Sander, Sobbe's kisses, THEY ARE THE DEFINITION OF CHEMISTRY AND LOVE ,Teasing, Croques and traditions, Casa Milan and Zoënne, Jens who was there for Robbe, the end with everyone together to celebrate Christmas and "dat we nu leven" I would say in conclusion everything, this is the best remake that has been done this season (it's my opinion) The acting of the 2 Willems was impeccable, the emotions were strong. They deserve great oscars

fav clip Everything in fact ahahaha. More seriously I would say the clip at the hotel (= Vrijdag 22:21 / 22:52), the shower scene=masterpiece and when Sander talks about his future project of marriage, their look for each other, their smile, their kiss, their hug... It was just them and nobody else. "Nowhere as happy as we are" and it's true (here's another iconic line that makes me emo as fuck) plus there is literally my favorite kiss, it's the one after Sander said "take it or leave it", I am obsessed with this kiss ahaha. It's so perfect, happy young in love and so well together

fav scene I love the scene of the Vrijdag 22:53 clip (the beginning, not the end you know why) they are boyfriends and bestfriends and I love this relationship. Robbe and his magic trick, Sander and his little tap on Robbe's cheek because he doesn't believe in this trick, their big smile and the look game and then the moment of the hands, on the hair, near Sander's mouth... Sander whispering sweet things in Robbe's ear and when they leave the bar, happy and in love, Robbe getting on Sander's back and then when he answers Sander "bij je" and Sander's little snort after that and their looong kiss<3 Their first date went so well until ....

fav shot I would say the shots of their eyes before they kiss. I could look at their loving looks all day long because you can tell they love each other so much and just want to never leave each other. Their eyes really shine before they kiss, just at the sight of the other, and then their smile before kissing omgg , I think in particular of the clip of Woensdag 16:36 where these shots are abundant

fav kiss that Robbe initiates I think it's in the Dinsdag 07:27 clip when Robbe tells Sander he's going to school because he has an exam. Sofffft morning kiss, I can't stop watching the gifs on it, it's so beautiful. The way Robbe is caring while doing this and Sander asleep but receptive because how can you not...They were really taking every minute, nothing was in a hurry it was just the two of them in their world and the music in the background was really nice. I love this clip.

fav kiss that Sander initiates I think directly to the kiss of this clip(= Zaterdag 09:41) It was my end, the way Sander touched his nose on Robbe's (while Robbe was smiling) before kissing him and then rocking him on the bed is for me ahaha. Even the continuation is perfect with Sander's sentences so sincere and too many emotions when I hear them... and between these sentences the kisses, a little teasing but so beautiful and soft to see. Anyway I loved "from now on it's just the two of us" qarrggg I'm going to cry again

fav Sander dialogue We won't lie, Sander has the most iconic lines. I'm going to select two that really stood out to me: "Gij en ik, honderd procent voor altijd, in elk universum" and "Het maanlicht scheen op je en ik wist direct he is the one" Can you also hear his voice while reading? I think I'm going crazy ahaha I miss him and his boyfriend

fav Robbe dialogue At first instinct I would say "altijd" after Sander asks him if he's going to come back, but I think it's short so I would then say THE phrase "You touched me and I've never felt that before.. Ik hou van je" It's the most sincere sentence he ever said, and I actually had chills while I was crying when I listened to it because Robbe means it and Sander doesn't destroy everything he touches on the contrary...

fav hug I have 2 because I can't choose. The first one is of course the one of Dinsdag 07:27, Robbe caressing Sander's hand while Sander is sleeping and sticking to Robbe, impossible to go closer because he wants to feel Robbe's warmth, Robbe's body.. just Robbe. And the second one is the one of Woensdag 17:21 sooo perfect with the kisses super affectionate, cute, soft and Robbe who rests his head on Sander's hair while this one hums of satisfaction bc he has found his home, it is Robbe. Real soulmates aren't they?

fav 21:21 I am leaning towards Vrijdag 21:21. Woensdag 21:21 is just as good, it's the beginning of their story. But the Vrijdag 21:21 is a big step towards their eternal love story, no more turning back, it's the reunion, it's two soulmates in symbiosis who promise each other their love, it will always triumph because it's the most beautiful one humanity could have known. No more Britt, no more confusion, it's now that everything starts to take shape, it's always been them since the beginning... and then this scene is beautiful, it's clearly art. Also when Sander intertwines fingers with Robbe's it's definitely too much for me. I was so not expecting it and when I saw that I understood that these are really sincere lovers. It's such a true act that gives off incredible emotions, full of love and comfort. Sander seems to say that he is there and that he will always be there for Robbe, it is them welded like the fingers of the hand, no but just think about it one second, I don't have the words... Sander means everything he said before, it's them 100% voor altijd in elk universum. Excuse me I'm crying while writing this...

fav Sobbe instagram pic Idk if it is because we are in the context of the crisis with the virus but I like this picture very much. It's so original, so them, in b&w aka the best filter for them aka love at first sight for me but moreover this pic is so meaningful... It looks like I was waiting to see Sander wearing Robbe in this way ahahah. No but they are the most iconic couple I've ever seen, you don't change a winning team as they say. And then the quote "different supermarket, same love" to make us all emotional :') I'd like to say a lot more but I have to stop, I feel like I'm writing a novel with each answer

fav scene x song pair Here I can talk about Woensdag 21:21, absolutely perfect, Sobbe cycling, their tunnel, they were already in love, their teasing, "nee, better" , the swimming pool, their KISSS and the most important, their song : Wildfire <3 I won't say more, you understood

fav message between Sander & Robbe The messages during wtfockdown are the best!! I selected these ones from the clip Vrijdag 18:37 (Sander does his walk in their tunnel)

Sander: Ik zie u graag, Robin

Robbe: Ik u ook. Niet normaal hard!

In fact they are simple but so passionate and when I look at them I have a big smile because I know they meant it more than anyone else and it's mutual and my heart melted every time they say it, I can't help it

fav banter on instagram Everything!!!

Sterkerdanijzer : Happyiest year of my life😊❤️

Earthlingoddity : Only 99 more to go ❤️

Sterkerdanijzer : 💯

I also really like these ones: s o b b e

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I tag in my turn my cutie @hereforsobbe and @happilyinsane @foxsake5 @jackfrostsander @maade-of-stardust @pepethehobbit @robbesdriesen @vataraxia @remy3010 @sandersdemaury @sanderxrobbee @in-elk-universe-voor-altijd @undcrthesun @annonymannonym @justalina @skam-wtfock-sobbe @gele-gordijnen @debussyatmidnight @artisticsander and ofc the others who would like to do it ! I really enjoy reading you ahaha also feel free to ignore