#i need to wrap this man into a cozy blanket give him a nice warm drink and keep him away from all evil 😭

[aquareegia]

If I had to cry about this, you guys need to cry with me! 😭 (source)

[yandere-kokeshi]

What would Kratos do if the reader got sick? Well, like, I don’t think that a large number of blankets would be saved in his house (despite the fact that it looks cozy, I think it’s very cold there).

— Yandere Kratos with sick reader

Warnings:  yandere behavior, and talks about having the flu

A/N: akkk, love this so much!

With you being sick, it only results in Kratos being more grumpy and severely overbearing. Small answers to anybody outside his personal circle, his devil eyes staring into people’s souls, and being more impatient.

It’s no surprise that he takes your health very seriously. Even a minor cough, or slight sniffle, has him looking at you with worried eyes. He quickly brings you to a healer, who only shrugs their shoulders and suggests medicine to make your immune system pass it faster. And to nobody’s surprise, he doesn’t take it lightly. He’s overprotective, overthinking minor things — which means, you’re going to be coddled to the max. 

Kratos replaces everything in the whole cabin to your liking, to keep itself warm for your sake. He gives you wool blankets, piling them on top of you like pieces of cakes. Constant fires that keep you warm, but far enough to be cautious. And wearing thick clothing, being fed a large bowl of stew to keep you nice-and-full. 

He regularly wakes you up between naps, giving your elbow a squeeze with an apologetic look before mumbling ‘eat up’, serving you warm and good-smelling soup that he hopes you’ll enjoy. 

He does everything in his path to keep your fever down. He checks up on you constantly, a frown on his face prominent as he takes your temperature with his large backhand, grazing his thumb over your sweating forehead, and presses cold towels to your feverish body. 

Literally babies you. He will hand-feed you, catching any food that dribbles from the corner of your mouth with his thumb whilst chuckling. And always asks Atreus to fetch you more food at the trading-market that’s soft on your stomach. 

He worries a lot. And it’s not something he’s glad about showing — he paces constantly, grunting instead of answering with words, and waiting for the time to be gone, as if you’re going to get better within a snap of fingers. It’s funny really, seeing a man known for his indisputable strength, worrying like a mother; constantly looking at you with wide eyes, and a frown. He’s always touching you, kissing the back-of-your-hand, whilst mumbling words that you cannot make out– to whom, you learn about one night that he’s sorry. Sorry for making you sick, and how you’re suffering because of it. 

This said, if you need to get up for an unnecessary thing, or come up with excuses for trying to say you’re better when you’re obviously not. And for that, Kratos isn’t afraid to push you back into bed, telling you to stay and rest. And if he needs to, he’ll keep you trapped within his arms, which we all know, is incredibly solid to get out of.

Within the statement of arms, Kratos is incredibly warm — and it’s no surprise he’s using it when you’re cold. He’s constantly bundled underneath you with many blankets, having you lay on top of him as his arms are wrapped around you like snakes. At times, he’ll move his fingers underneath the back of your shirt and massage your lower back. 

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[moodymelanist]

Would you want to write a fluffy cuddlefuck when they start off spooning but it gets rough fast for nessian

hope you enjoy 🤪 5 days of kinktober left folks!!

“You want to take a nap with me?”

Cassian paused the new Spider-Man game and looked away from the TV, his heart automatically melting at the sight of his girlfriend looking adorably cozy. Nesta was wearing one of his old college football shirts and no pants, but it was so big on her she didn’t need them. He loved seeing her in his clothes, especially when she looked as soft as she did with all her defenses lowered just for him.

“Right now?” Cassian asked.

“You can finish your level first, if you want,” she replied with a little shrug. “I can wait.”

“Give me like ten minutes,” he told her, not quite ready to stop playing but also not wanting to miss out on a chance to snuggle up to her. “I’ll come find you.”

She smiled at him. “Okay.”

Cassian gave himself another few minutes to finish his latest mission in the game before he shut down his PlayStation and went to find Nesta. She was curled up on her side of the bed under a thick blanket, her hair loosely pulled into two braids so it didn’t get tangled while she slept.

“You look cozy,” he said, shrugging out of everything except his underwear. Saturdays were for lounging around the house in pajamas, but he’d always liked cuddling with her in as little clothing as possible.

“That’s what happens when you’re tired,” she said back. Her eyes opened just enough to send him a sleepy glare, one that he returned with a sunny smile. “Come on, I want to be the little spoon.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he replied playfully. He pulled the blanket back just enough for him to slip under it, his arms automatically pulling her as close as possible so they were pressed back to front. “Mhmm. You’re nice and warm.”

“I’ve been under here for a little,” she answered, her voice already slow and syrupy.

Cassian leaned in and pressed a kiss to the side of Nesta’s throat, deeply content with nuzzling his face into her soft skin. “Love you.”

“Love you too,” Nesta mumbled, burrowing her face deeper into her pillow.

They laid in silence for a few minutes, Cassian thoroughly enjoying the way their breathing began to line up. He loved that he could hold Nesta close and just be. She felt so perfect in his arms that he wondered how he’d gotten by without having her there all those years before they’d met.

As content as he was to just lay here and drift off to sleep, though, it seemed his body had other plans.

“Nes,” Cassian whispered, hoping that she hadn’t fallen asleep yet. His dick had a near-Pavlovian response at having her so close and had taken a strong, sudden interest in his current predicament. “You still awake?”

“Mhmm?” Nesta mumbled back.

Thank God she hadn’t fallen asleep yet. “You wanna fool around?”

“What?” she asked, stirring a little in his arms. He had to bite back at moan as she inadvertently rubbed against his quickly-hardening cock.

“Please?” he replied. He shifted the arm wrapped solidly around her waist so he could start rubbing aimless patterns into her stomach, and if his hand happened to brush the undersides of her breasts, it was a happy accident. “Just the tip?”

“What are we, fourteen?” she fired back. She inhaled sharply as his fingers brushed over her a hard nipple. “If you want something, ask for it properly.”

“Please let me fuck you,” he responded, starting to press wet, open-mouthed kisses to the side of her throat. If she really wanted to take her nap he’d fuck right off, but he had a feeling they were both about to get lucky. “I’ll do all the work. Promise.”

Nesta let him feel her up for a few more seconds before she turned over her shoulder and kissed him, her tongue hot and insistent against his. “Fine. But I’m getting my nap after this or else.”

“I’ll put you to sleep, sweetheart,” Cassian promised smugly. He leaned in for another filthy kiss and rocked his hips against hers, a promise of exactly what was to come. “How do you want it?”

“I thought you were doing all the work,” she retorted with a roll of her eyes.

“I can’t ask a question?” he fired back. “You must want it hard with all that attitude, hmm?”

Nesta turned back around, her head hitting her pillow with an exaggerated huff. “Whatever you say.”

“Brat,” Cassian teased affectionately, reaching down to tug at her underwear. “You gonna help me get these off you?”

“I guess,” she replied. Between her wiggling hips and his eager hands, the two of them managed to get her underwear off.

His hand slipped between her legs and found her clit with practiced ease, his cock practically throbbing as he discovered how wet she was. “All this for me, sweetheart?”

“I don’t see anyone else aro — oh,” she answered, her moan cutting off her snarky reply.

“What did you say?” he asked a touch too innocently. Even though she couldn’t see it, he couldn’t help his smirk. “I didn’t quite catch that.”

“Fuck you,” she panted, grinding against his fingers.

“That’s the plan, sweetheart,” he said. He shifted his fingers lower and plunged one inside her, then two. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”

“I’d be even wetter if you put your cock where it belonged already,” she said back, rocking against his fingers with a gasp. “Any — oh, fuck, Cassian — any day now.”

“Thought you wanted to nap,” Cassian replied. He pulled out his fingers and she automatically lifted her left leg to give him better access; they’d fucked like this so many times neither of them had to really think about how to move their bodies accordingly.

Nesta was practically panting as he took his cock out through the hole in his boxers and rubbed it against her cunt from behind. “Please don’t make me beg.”

“Why not? It’s my favorite thing to make that pretty little mouth do,” he told her cheekily. He quickly amended himself, adding, “Well. My second favorite thing.”

“This was your idea,” she retorted, reaching down to help guide his cock to her entrance.

“You’re thinking way too hard right now, sweetheart.” Cassian groaned as he finally got the angle right and thrusted inside Nesta, her little gasp like music to his ears. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

“Move, move, come on,” Nesta demanded breathily. “Cassian.”

As much as he liked to tease her, she felt too good around him for him to stay still. He grabbed her leg behind her knee and used it as leverage to fuck into her, already half out of his mind with how tight and hot and wet her cunt was around him.

“Thought you didn’t want to beg,” he replied, pulling out almost completely before slamming back in.

“Can’t help it,” she answered. One of her hands dipped between her legs and he wished he could watch her play with herself, but there were only so many things he could do at once. “You make me fucking insane.”

“Yeah?” he panted, a little out of breath from the hard pace he’d set. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

“Tell me,” she responded. Her breath was coming hard and fast now, and from the way they were rocking together, he knew it wouldn’t be much longer for either of them.

“You’re all I think about,” he started, all his favorite things about her flashing through his mind like a greatest hits montage. Her smile, her laugh, the way she looked in his favorite lingerie, how his name sounded coming out of her mouth. He loved her so much it hurt, but this wasn’t the time to turn into a giant sap. “You’re a giant fucking tease, Nes. You know how much I think about your perfect cunt? How good you look taking my cock?”

“Oh, fuck,” Nesta moaned.

Cassian wasn’t finished, his words running together as he thrusted in and out of her as hard and fast as he could. “Wish I could just bend you over whenever I wanted and make you take it—”

Nesta cried out and clenched hard around Cassian as she came, and the feeling of her coming on his cock yanked him right over the edge with her. He buried himself to the hilt as his orgasm hit him, leaning forward and sucking a hickey into the closest bit of skin he could reach, some primal urge demanding he mark her as his.

“Just the tip, he said,” Nesta grumbled after a few minutes. She was still laying on her side while he’d rolled onto his back, both of them still catching their breath. “I can’t stand you.”

“Isn’t that why you’re lying down?” Cassian asked cheekily.

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[11thsdoctress]

wrapped [10th Doctor x Reader]

Have this small thing I wrote since my brain can’t come up with anything as of the moment.

Fandom: Doctor Who

Ship: 10th Doctor x Reader

Word Count: 315 - just a drabble/ficlet

Summary: It’s chilly in the TARDIS, the Doctor just wanted to do something nice for you. 

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The Doctor was pacing back and forth, he had just been told that you were about to head off to bed, and knowing that the TARDIS temperature was dropping, he was now trying to come up with a solution to an inconvenience rather than a problem. He was practically walking in circles around the TARDIS, ending up in different rooms around the said blue box, but suddenly, he thought of an idea, “I’ve got it!” his face lights up and turns around, “Okay, I need to find the closet..” he mumbles to himself, as he speed walks to look for the said closet past your room.

You realized that the TARDIS was freezing tonight, you didn’t know why, you wanted to ask, but you were too busy trying to keep yourself warm in the said blue box, but as the minutes go by, your fingers and toes were already cold, and you were practically shivering.

Meanwhile, the Doctor was in the TARDIS’ seemingly endless closet, looking for something, tossing some clothes and accessories here and there, causing endless clanging and cluttering noises, while you were trying to head to bed.

Before giving up and planning to roll up in your blanket, and hope to fall asleep with that idea, suddenly, the Doctor called you from the endless closet in the TARDIS. You groaned as you practically dragged yourself to the endless closet of the TARDIS.

As  you entered, you only saw piles of clothes, scattered and piled up left and right, “Doctor?” You called out, looking for the man that was calling you earlier.

He suddenly popped out from one of the piles, “Oh hello! I found it!” He exclaims as he held out the thick looking, dark blue blanket, and places it around his shoulders before walking behind you and wrapping the both of you in the blanket roll.

You blushed a bit, as you were wrapped tight with the Doctor, it felt cozy, considering the two of you were wrapped like a burrito roll.

“Sorry about the TARDIS being so chilly this time.” He rests his chin on the top of your head, “I knew it’s bedtime for you, so I went to look for this.” He gestures to the blanket, “I hope you don’t mind this for a bit.”

“Not at all.” You sigh as you let him embrace you, wrapped in his arms and blanket. He rests his chin on top of your head, as you both stayed like that for a bit, as the TARDIS just drifts in space. ======== it’s been a while since i’ve written something, i’ve been trying to write about something, so requests are open, but yeah. idk what i’m doing is the tldr of this entirety.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Sharing the bed w/ knd villains

Still can't believe my knd rot has lasted this long good LORD

Characters: father, Spankulot, knightbrace, stickybeard, cuppa joe, toiletnator, mr fizz

Notes: reader is GN, established relationships, general hcs as well as some romantic ones

CWs: none

FATHER

i like to think that he sleeps like a rock, he doesnt toss and turn all that much in his sleep

very warm, and i like to think he sleeps in robes and stuff... very high quality fabrics and stuff, very comfy and cozy, nice to snuggle into

definitely wears those sleeping eye mask things

very warm, too, even when hes not in his silhouette form, his sleepwear keeps him cozy

dad snores, though....

wakes up as a reasonable hour, doesnt wake up too late or too early

SPANKULOT

sleeps hanging upside down from the ceiling so there isnt much you can do cuddling wise on a lot of nights

laying in a normal bed feels weird and foreign to him but i do think if you express wanting him to join you, hes going to try to get used to it to make you happy

cool to the touch, need to bundle up so you dont get too cold!

very lanky; long and skinny, not very soft... but those aforementioned blankets can come in handy! yipee!

loves wrapping his cape around you to keep you close to him

old man snores, a slightly different breed to dad snores

KNIGHTBRACE

tosses and turns a reasonable amount, depending on how light you sleep it might be a problem or it might not be

snork mimimimi snore for knightbrace/j

average older man physique, has a little pudge here and there

on the colder side, though... blankets...

night owl, pulls all nighters a lot of nights doing his work- visibly anxious if he hasnt gone out in a while

does his best to come back to you to at least snuggle into you for a while before you both need to start the day

and because hes bone tired LMAO

STICKYBEARD

big warm and soft

sticky, sure, but still warm and soft

maybe you can convince him to try to wash up before heading to bed!

loud snores, offers to get you ear plugs so you can sleep through the night without needing to sleep in a separate room

huge cuddler, will pull you into him during the night in his sleep if you guys dont fall asleep cuddling each other

makes you breakfast in the morning!

CUPPA JOE

early bird, will wake up before you every morning without fail

makes you a cup of coffee as well, exactly how you like it

does not rest easy, though... he fidgets and kicks a lot

you recommend getting a weighted blanket for him and it does help a lot! he loves it! he keeps on top of it so you dont have to move it around every day- especially if its on the heavier side... no one wants to lug around something heavy when theyre sleepy!

warm to the touch! nice and cozy to snuggle into!

TOILETNATOR

huge cuddler, will cling onto you the second you give some sign that youre comfortable with it; talking full body cuddle... arms and legs wrapped around you in order to get as close as possible

you might have to convince him to dress down, or even try to get him some pajamas that he likes so he doesnt try to wear his villain costume to bed

something about always needing to be ready for evil, or something

a little endearing, actually...

snork mimimimimi snore as well, but i can also see him being a honk shoo honk shoo snore haver

heavy sleeper who wakes up from the dumbest quietest stuff trope

MR FIZZ

goes to bed at a reasonable time and wakes up on the earlier side

has a routine of winding down from the day before coming to bed

very tall, usually big spoon when you guys cuddle

can see him being one of the richer villains, alongside joe and father in terms of how rich

has very nice bedding, very comfortable and cozy

dad snore as well but hes not a dad, he just looks like he would have one

stays in bed for a while until he needs to get up to get some extra time with you, even if youre still asleep

[filmofhybe]

icy warm Christmas.

🗯️ pairing : sunghoon x oc 💌 Genre : fluff , college love 890 wc

warning : swearing , loneliness , kissing , no proof read

; AUTHORS NOTE : Day 2 out of 24 of “24 days of Christmas with Filmofhybe” !! Hope you guys enjoy this one as much as I did. Stay warm and enjoy :)

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“I’ll miss you so much y/n, but I’ll come back before you know it ok?” Yoona turned around, pulling me in her warm embrace before giving me a last look as she drags her suitcase behind her. “Stay safe Yoona! Remember to send me pictures!” I yelled as she walks further down the hallway. “I will!And I’ll get all the stuff you want! Stay warm!” She smiled one last time before stepping into the black fancy car. Waving to me until she disappears into the city of freedom.

I quickly close the dorm door before running my hands together, trying to gain warmth. Wrapping it around my body to prevent getting a cold. The common room was quiet, it was like I’m the only one here, maybe I am.. or not.. Still kinda disappointed that I couldn’t celebrate Christmas with my family, all because they said they weren’t home during it. Knowing very well it was either their work or they went somewhere without me. Is ok I’m used to it..

I Continue to walk back to my room before realizing the one and only - Park Sunghoon. He was nice, a very tall and slim boy that’s really famous for his amazing ice skating skills and his charming looks. He looked really cozy in front of the fireplace while scrolling through his phone. I think I was staring at him for a bit too long as he snaps me out of my thoughts.

“Hey are you ok? You’ve been standing there for almost 2 minutes.” Fuck did I just embarrassed myself in front of him.. “right I’m sorry, imma leave now..”

“No stay, is probably just the both of us.” Confused as I walked over to the couches. Sitting on one of the single seat couch.

“I’m not going back this Christmas either so is just the two of us.” He replied as he continue to scroll on his phone. Is like he’s addicted to it.

“Yeah I guess, if you need anything I’ll be here.” I smiled slightly as I’m ready to just lay in my cozy warm bed for the rest of the holiday.

“Maybe we could celebrate Christmas together?” He finally looks up from his phone, his dark blue hoodie made his jawline so much more defined. Making me fold on the spot.

“Of course. I don’t mind.” I accepted his offer before standing up, dragging the blanket along with me back to my room.

Such a cutie. Sunghoon thought.

“You look fine! Is just sunghoon-“

“IS JUST SUNGHOON? No is not just sunghoon, he’s the literally every girls dream man and now that we have the whole dorm to ourselves, plus he’s taking me out for Christmas is crazy.”

“And you say you don’t have a crush on him..” Yoona whispered, as if I didn’t heard her.

“This is why i shouldn’t tell you about this.” Slamming my Face into the palm of my hands, hearing a knock from the door making me jump up.

“Oooo your date is here~ tell me how it goes! I love you bestie!” Yoona quickly ended the call. I have no time to freak out right now, quickly grabbing my phone and purse, slipping on my heels as I opened the door.

Revealing sunghoon, in a Long black coat, Dress pants along with black turtle neck that highlighted his jawline, which stood out so much more sharper than the last time I saw him, pairing it with black shoes and black thick scarf. Man I didn’t even realize how fine-

“Hey, you look amazing by the way. These are for you.” He smiled. For the first time. His hand holding onto my (f/f) with a little dior bag, assuming it was a gift for me. “Aww thank you so much hoon. You didn’t have to.” I gave him a little hug as a close friend gesture. His cologne filled my nose. Making my heart beat faster than the feeling you get when you open your gift on Christmas Day.

The dinner went amazing, we laughed and got to know each other so much more. We realized we could bond over our music taste and taste in books. Promising our next “date” will be at a book café instead of a fancy restaurant that could see the whole view of Seoul.

The moment we stepped out of the, cold air and snow greeted us. I was amazed by the winter white scenery in front of me.

“Hey take my scarf. I know you’re cold.” Before I could answer, he wrapped his scarf around my neck. Covering my mouth. Staring at his soft face made me realize no one treated me better than a man I started talking to 23 days ago.

Sunghoon’s Pov:

“Hoon let’s go play wit the snow!” Watching y/n being so cheerful like a child that has just seen snow for the first time makes my heart swell. She really is getting more comfortable around day by day. Remembering how shd was slightly uncomfortable at the beginning to clinging around my arm. Not even realizing how much this lovely girl makes me smile without even trying.

I watched her as she spin around in the snow. Quietly snapping a few pictures of her before admiring her beauty.

“Hoon are you not enjoying this?” Her figure appeared so tiny with my scarf around her. How adorable could you be..

“I do enjoy it, especially with you, but I think is time to go back before you catch a cold ‘kay?” I told her as I took her hand, holding them inside my coat pockets. Leading her back to the campus.

“Thank you for tonight, it was really fun.” Time went by so fast with sunghoon. Both of you now in the middle of the common room. His scarf still around your neck.

“You’re welcome, hope we can do it again soon.” Doubtfulness in his voice. Making you confused.

“Hey what’s up? Why the doubt in the voice.” You slightly chuckled, to try to lighten up the mood.

“Because you will probably hang out with your other friends. Meanwhile I’m here just doing whatever as I stare at you from afar, having fun and smiling. But I’m not the reason of the laughs and smile. I know we only just stared hanging out but you really showed me something I know i would cherish even if we never hang out again.” He confessed. He saw your eyes widen, not saying a single word. Assuming this is you rejecting him, losing hope,he started to walk away.

“Wait hoon! I Like you and your presence as well. It made my Christmas so much memorable this year.” He sees your eye smile, heart melting. Standing closer to you as he slide his arms around your waist. Looking at your eyes.

“I hope it isn’t too soon to do this..” he pulled down the scarf from your mouth, tilting your head up as he leans in, kissing your sweet Cherry lip balm lips. Surprised that you instantly returned back the kiss and feeling you smile into the kiss.

Pulling away as both of you just stare at each other before laughing. “You really made my cold Christmas a lot more warmer this year.”

“And I’ll always be there to make it warmer, each Christmas and everyday my love.”

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Can We Cuddle? 🙈 | How the Basterds ask you to cuddle | IB Headcanon

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Lt. Aldo Raine

Aldo is the type of main who rarely gets time to rest. Being in the middle of the woods in a war while hunting krauts means you two lack privacy or a nice warm bed. But there are days where Aldo gets so exhausted and a flicker of peace while the other basterds are occupied and takes advantage of it.

“Can we cuddle, darlin’?” He’ll simply ask, throwing aside his pack and coming to lay beside you. He pretty much already has his arm wrapped around you and nuzzling his way into your neck, sighing at the warmth it provides. The ground is hard and he’ll wake up with a sore ass and back, but at least he gets time to hold you in his arms.

You’ve already got a grin on your face, leaning into him while securing your arm around to play with his hair, saying, “Of course, love. Though, you already got yourself comfortable.”

“maybe I knew you’d say yes,” he smirks, kissing your jaw and cozying up to you. “We only got a short amount a time ‘fore those fools ruin it. Let’s make the most of it.”

Sgt. Donny Donowitz

Donny probably doesn’t even ask honestly. The man will just plop his happy ass on top of you, causing a groan followed by a laugh to escape your mouth. If y’all are at an inn/motel with the rare occasion of having a bed, Donny doesn’t hesitate to jump on top of you.“What do you want, mister?” His arms fall to your sides, resting his head on your chest while looking up at you with a cheeky smile. You’re own smile forms, knowing what it is he wants.

“Can we cuddle, doll?” The innocent question has your face soften, immediately shifting to make yourself more comfortable as your arms go to cradle him. “Do you even have to ask?” He chuckles at your response, grinning in victory as he shuffles more up your body so he wasn’t fully on top of you but against your side. It’s rare you two get to cuddle, but Donny loves anytime you do. The Basterds used to hollar and tease in the beginning of y’all’s relationship, before stopping when Donny threatened to use his bat on them.

“This is nice. Ain’t it, doll?” He hums in content, feeling you hold him. Usually he’s the bigger spoon and likes to hold you, but on these types of moments he loves just laying on top of you and feeling the gentle thump of your heart against his ear. You smile and lean down to kiss his head, “It’s the thing I look forward to most when I’m with you, Donny.”

Cpl. Wilhelm Wicki

Ever the gentlemen, Wicki would politely ask you to cuddle. He probably would pop the question when he sees you in distress or in dire need of rest. Taking your blankets and pack, Wicki sets up a little spot by the fire after you two have first watch and gesture for you to join him.

“What’s this,” you can’t help but ask, small smiling in the corner of your lips when you see him lay down and open his arms. “Lay with me, Schatzi. You need rest and I wanna hold you tonight if you don’t mind.” Biting your lip, you ease down and allow him to pull you into the position where his chest is to your back, the two of you facing the fire at a safe distance where you feel the heat but not close enough where it’s a hazard. “Don’t mind if I do, Corporal,” you then tease how out of character it is for him. Usually it’s you asking him to cuddle, not the other way around.

“With all the hell we see, Y/n, having a little bit of peace with you is what I strive for,” fingers brush through your hair, Wicki kissing the side of your head as sleep threatens to take over you. “Sleep now, liebling, I’ll be here when you wake.”

Sgt. Hugo Stiglitz

Hugo is not one with words. So as you can imagine he’d likely not directly ask you to cuddle but instead give a motion with his hands or his body language gives away what he wants. You two would be bunked together—thanks to Aldo—when y’all get the chance to be at an inn while doing recon in downtown Paris. Having been…something, for sometime you two know each other’s boundaries with physical touch still being difficult for Hugo. He trusts you and knows he feels something strong for you, but he still has trouble letting you in.

This particular night however, was a hard day for both of you and you both were exhausted to the point you dropped onto the bed beside him before being taken aback by the look he was giving you. “You okay, Hugo?” You ask, sitting up a bit to decipher why he was giving you that look. When he glances down at the bed, shifting a bit closer he looks up at you with nervousness. It clicks for you, “Did you…do you want me to move closer?”

When he nods you slowly draw forward, watching his arms open and letting you fall into them. Tucking your head in his neck, you feel Hugo wrap his arms around you, stiff and unsure. It’s only when you relax against him that Hugo relaxes as well, the both of you falling asleep shortly after, a small smile painting your face.

Private Smithson Utivich

Smitty is nervous around you even after you two have established your relationship. Getting alone time gets him flustered and there are times where the opportunity arises to cuddle with you and it still makes his palms sweaty. You find it adorable, however, and sometimes tease him by saying, “All you have to do is ask, Smitty. You know I’ll say yes.”

It just makes him go red, stuttering out, “Can—can we cuddle a bit? If you don’t mind—I-I,” you cut him off with a kiss to the cheek, curling up to him. His body head could be felt through his clothes, making you nuzzle up to Smiitty as he awkwardly brings his arms around you. “Better, bud?”

“Yeah,” he sighs with a crooked smile, happy with the feeling of you in his arms. Smitty can’t help but love the moments where you two get to relax and just talk about life while cuddling. It makes him feel at home, “So much better.”

[bethagain]

Am I doing Fictober? No not really. But I was suddenly itching to write something for OFMD and I needed a prompt. 

This little scene happened because the one for today was "If you don't stop now —" 

… and a friend and I had just been discussing whether that clip in the Ep. 6 preview might be Ed and Stede’s first Morning After. 

-

Stede still maintains an open-door policy for the captain’s cabin, except for one thing: He’s banished the crew from his quarters at breakfast time. 

Of course the crew all think that’s because he and Ed are waking up in the same bed and want time to get a little… swordplay… in before facing the day. Roach leaves a tray with tea and biscuits outside the captain’s door each morning at first light, and either Stede or Ed wanders into the galley a couple hours later to return the empty pot and the plate with a few stray crumbs.

Nobody listens at the door, because they don’t want to hear that. 

So they have no idea what’s actually going on in there. 

Which is, in fact, Taking it Slow. 

Stede has the bed, because he is the Captain. Ed still holds a murky role on the ship: general helper, occasional carpenter, sometimes assistant to the cook, only occasionally a menace. He’s got the couch. It’s a nice couch, comfortable, a little short but he still sleeps well. Better than he has in a long time. 

They undress together at the end of most days, when things are calm and the ship is sliding neatly through the waves, sails full of moonlight. Ed unties the laces of Stede’s shirt. Stede slides Ed’s jacket down over his shoulders. They take turns undoing trouser buttons. 

And then one of them kisses the other good-night, and they retreat to separate corners where they change into nightclothes before sliding under their blankets. 

Each morning, when the summer sun streams in through the windows, they both wake blinking. Ed sits up on the couch, stretching his arms over his head. Stede is slower to move so it’s Ed who fetches the tray and brings it to the bed, nudging Stede’s hip until he finally rolls onto his back and groans out a “Good morning.”

They balance the tray on the bedcovers between them. The one time Stede tried to pour the tea at that early hour, he missed the cup entirely and they had to change the sheets. And wash them themselves, because Jim and Wee John, on laundry duty that day, took one look at Stede and Ed with an armful of wet bedcovers and steadfastly refused to touch them. 

So Ed pours and Stede does the sugar. And with the first cup warming their hands, Stede leans against the headboard, legs still cozy under the fine embroidered quilt from a Spanish merchant ship’s cargo. Ed, wrapped in a soft robe liberated from an English navy captain, sits back against the opposite wall. 

By the time they get to the second cup, they’ve each reached for a biscuit and they’re off on discussing plans for the day, rehashing yesterday’s adventures, making up dreams for where the Revenge is headed next.

Time goes on, and the sun rises a little later each day. Ed, long accustomed to shipboard life, wakes at the usual hour anyway. When the sky’s still indigo and Stede doesn’t respond to the usual nudge, Ed rests his palm on the man’s side, fingers curving into his hipbone, and gives a gentle shake to wake him. 

As warm daybreaks turn cooler, Ed begins pulling the end of the fine embroidered quilt over his legs while they share their tea. They both stretch out chilled hands for the heat of the teapot, fingers overlapping against the smooth porcelain. “Come sit here,” Stede says one morning, turning the quilt down so Ed can climb in next to him, hip to hip, and then tucking it up around them both.

The next morning, Ed comes to Stede’s bed without the breakfast tray. He stands there a while, watching the sky begin to pale, watching Stede sleep. Stede’s curled up with his back to the room, quilt pulled up over his shoulder and messy gold curls sticking up every which way. He could use a haircut, if he’s going to keep his Gentleman Pirate thing going. They should find a barber at the next port. Maybe they can get some new clothes, too, something soft and well-made, something to make Stede happy.

Ed rests his hand in the usual spot on Stede’s hip, rough fingers wrinkling the fine quilt, but doesn’t shake him. Instead he slides his palm along Stede’s thigh, over hard muscle under the silky soft fabric. He moves his hand to Stede’s shoulder next, then wraps fingers around a bicep made strong by managing sails and learning to throw a proper punch.

Stede finally stirs, head emerging from the covers as he turns. “What are you doing?”

“Waking you up,” Ed says. His hand hovers over Stede’s chest now, over the rumpled nightshirt that’s gotten pulled sideways to show his collarbone. “Is that ok?”

Stede looks at Ed’s hand. “Yes?”

“Good morning, then.” Ed settles his palm over Stede’s heart now, feels how it’s beating quickly.

Stede’s chest rumbles with a quiet moan. “If you don’t stop now…”

Ed freezes, suddenly afraid to move. 

“...Our tea is going to get cold.”

A couple hours later, they drink their tea cold. 

It tastes wonderful.

[summercreolefanfictioner]

(would’ve asked you in private but we’re having a very important convo about your dog and i just can’t take a break from that) gil to me seems like someone who like warmer climates, france seems warm to me tbh and i can also picture im in the south of france most of the time and of my girl dev sets foot in the human world for someone other than business, you’ll literally find her in the most far away place in scotland where it’s cold and rainy and cloudy and i was curious, if my hc about gilbert liking warm climates how would he view spending a holiday with devyn in scotland?

you make me write abt gil and dev in ungodly hours haha

you've never been to heaven, have you? || autumn dates with devyn

characters: gilbert feinze, devyn kang (feat. aurora and karlheinz)

tw: mentions of sex

-it's safe to say that gilbert is not a fan of colder climates, but it wasn't like he despised it either; but hey at least scotland is not a fvcking scorching summer ground

-so yeah he still followed our darling devyn there bcos boy was so lovesick and he needed answers after their slowburn moment of almost kissing in the one ball

-the night where gilbert was sure something did happen between them

-so when he showed up at her doorsteps, dressed in his high-fashion winter outfit looking like a mafia winter playboy magazine cover of Chanel, devyn almost shut the door in his face, her face red as a tomato as she couldn't believe that he flew all this way to follow her

-and all for that one reason she's trying to avoid

-"I told you not to follow me."

-"I didn't follow you, darling Devyn. I came here after you. If I followed you, then I should've been here the day you arrived."

-devyn swore she wanted to wipe off that shit-eating grin from his face and kick him out so he can bury himself in the snow, but at the same time, she supposes a company from a friend won't hurt

-so yeah she just let him be. besides gil was even helping her out like serving her coffee or arranging some of her paperworks so she can be quickly done. would even feed the dog for her

-even cooks for her bcos devyn is not aware of lunch hours until her stomach started growling out of nowhere

-yes i do the cooking yes i do the cleaning

-he was even helping her find solutions on some of the problems for karl's projects, so let's say there's a dispute between a mining company and an agriculture organization, he will provide a different angle so devyn can formulate an arrangement

-how nice, she thinks, it's like the same old times

-nah it wasn't the same bcos sometimes she would catch him looking at her like she was the most magnificent piece of abstract art

-so once she was done with her work (mind you, she stayed up all night), she spotted gilbert already cozying up on the couch, wrapped in one of her spare thick blankets bcos he can't fvcking stand too much cold

-devyn approached him, carefully shaking him while saying, "you can sleep on my bed, it's far larger" (yeah bcos man is so tall I swear)

-"Are you inviting me for sex?"

-"W-wha—I AM NOT!"

-"Then don't casually offer that suggestion, or I might not be able to control myself."

-so devyn went back to her room and slept, convincing herself that everything is like how they should be, sleeping and hoping to travel in good dreams

-however, all she could see was darkness and despair, flashes of lighting and a huge wave of flood rushing towards her until she saw her beloved and precious aurora giving up every fiber of being she has, chanting devyn's name like a song

-and then she drowned and was never to be seen again. devyn was overcomed with grief as she tried to rescue her

-but no, she saw karlheinz drowning aurora even further, making sure this will be her last breath so she wouldn't be able to touch devyn again. he was smirking evilly as if to say everything played right under his palm

-and that's when devyn woke up with a start, with gil knocking on her door and asking her if something bad happened

-she quickly jumped out of the bed, opening the door and hugging gil as if to tell herself that someone she loves was still alive and untouched by karl, her tears staining his shirt as she cried on his chest

-when gil finally felt her calming down from her heightened emotions, he took her to bed and made sure she was warm and comfy surrounded by blankets

-"I'll go now, darling Devyn. You need sleep because you still have work— "

-but she won't let go, grabbing him by the wrist as she desperately whispered, "Please don't leave. Stay. Stay with me."

-"I'm not going anywhere. I'll leave Scotland the same day you are."

-No!" she almost cried, her eyes glassy with tear stains on her cheeks. "Not that... just... don't leave me here. I... I need you."

-and she kept repeating to him

-"I need you."

-"I need you."

-"I need you."

-"I NEED YOU."

-he grabbed her shoulders and made her look at him seriously.

-"Listen, Devyn. I will do anything you want me to do for you, and that's how much I'm willing to go. However, once this happens, there's no turning back. We'll be risking everything, even our lives, just for this. Are you sure this is the way you want to die?"

-she nodded, desperate to be in his arms

-and afterward, everything was a hazy blur of needy kisses, hot whispers, tangled limbs, and devotions of love and passion

-they were in heaven... for now

-because this sinful affair will lead them to hell after

[hellcatinnc]

Fluffruary Day 22 - Calm Embrace

(Calm)

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Warning This includes: SFW (Read Tags Before Continuing)

Tags: sfw, fluff, keys to the house, sleeping, tired, cooking together, cooking, sleeping together, sleep in same bed, bed, precious, romantic, flowers, love

Word Count: 1,073

Feature: Kei x Fem! Reader

Theme: Calm

@fluffruaryprompts

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You wake up in the middle of the afternoon not realizing you were so tired after a long day at work. Your boyfriend Kei didn't help much either he is always wanting to snuggle you when you get home from work and of course if you two fall asleep he is even happier. This was one of those days where you were super stressed and work was overly hectic however when you get home to calm you he pulled you on to the couch and snuggled you. Kei gives the best hugs though they are like a warm blanket wrapped around you. He always is bringing new pillows over to, your hallway closet has so many pillows in it now because he is always testing them out.

You look over at him and he is still peacefully sleeping so you get up and decide to get supper ready for the evening. You both have such tough jobs somedays all you get with each other is a nice supper and sleeping snuggled up together then back to the job again. Life is busy with you two however Kei spends most his time at your apartment these days so he knows he will at least have some time with you. He isn't the best helping when it comes to things around the house though. You learned awhile back that he is horrible at washing clothes they always end up not clean, shrunk, or dyed off colors than what they started with. His vacuuming skills there is a lack there of he is quiet scared of the noise and after a horror story about letting a robot vac escape his home you felt getting one of those with him around was useless.

People like to call him stupid but this sweet man likes to surprise you with flowers, run you bubble baths, snuggle you anywhere, hold you in the kitchen while you cook for him, cover you in kisses and more. He really just needs people to show him how to do things but make them fun to learn because if not he would take on his favorite past time....sleep. When you get off work he is always there to walk you home and he has no issue holding your hand and showing affection in public, this is something most men have issues with. He is also very good at his job and his loyalty is just as strong as yours. Having him in your life you knew you found the perfect soulmate so you can be cozy and soft in his arms the rest of your life.

Your evening consists of bubble baths usually with him joining you which always makes such a mess. Its like having a big kid around sometimes but you wouldn't want it any other way. Your typical day with him is uneventful and mundane however he always makes you feel happy and comfortable. All his embraces are calming almost like a art the way he makes you feel loved and wanted. Tonight you decided your going to surprise him though, most times you two fall asleep on the couch together but your surprise is going to floor him. As he wakes up and cuddles you in the kitchen like usual he whispers softly in your ear "I love you sweetheart." You smile kissing the side of his mouth since he is in such a odd position. You finish up cooking some home made goodies that he loves and sit down for a quiet meal.

Looking up across the table your eyes meet. "My love, I want you to sleep in the bed with me tonight." He looks up with a soft grin on his face like a happy puppy thats been giving doggy snacks. He was so excited he wasted no time jumping up picking you up and swinging you around in your arms. He was ecstatic however the best part was when you added a small box in front of him on the table once you two were sat back down. He shook it and sniffed it like a child would. He opened the box seeing a key inside, as he looked at it curiously before he perked up the moment you started to speak. "Thats your very own key to this apartment, almost like we live together." The grin that came across his face was pure precious you could tell it meant so much to him to be this close to you, and feel so valued with love for you.

Surprisingly enough to most people they have no idea that he is pretty old fashioned when it comes to taking care of his woman. This would be the first time he would be in your bed after dating a few months now. Sure you have slept together on the couch but that is way different. You coasted through the night a movie curled up on the couch together as well as a bubble bath he poured for you. It was time for sleep he was already in bed ready to sleep when you walked in. He was wearing a casual set of pants and top not really pajamas but would suffice as a pair to sleep in anyways. His eyes met yours as you come into the room with a comfy pair of pajamas however still more revealing than his. You could see his mouth almost drop as he took in the sight.

You climbed in bed beside him a bit nervous to actually lay in bed in his arms, what could it lead to, you question yourself how far you were willing to let it go. No sooner than you went to lay back he was behind you pulling you into him. Your back against his chest as his strong arms envelop around your midsection as he whispered with a low growl "You will never sleep alone again." His statement was cute and you couldn't help but giggle to his declaration. You snuggle down in his calm embrace and welcome slumber with his safety that makes you feel loved and cherished. You close your eyes as you hear his breathing soften and slow down, you know he is already almost asleep. As you whisper a soft vow of your own... "You will always have my heart, I pinky swear on it," His grin surfaces across his face as you both drift off to dreams happy and content.

[sga-owns-my-soul]

Pllllllsssss elaborate on fixing Rodney/making him worse I'm obsessed

i hope ur ready bc this is Long! (i'm obsessed too tbh)

rodney mckay is an incredibly interesting character. he's loud mouthed and arrogant and a massive dick. but also, so much of that is so clearly a defence mechanism?? we don't know a ton about rodney's childhood but we do know that the few times he was excited about a hobby (like being in beavers or playing piano) he was shot down (being asked to leave or told he was too clinical) we also know that his family life was. Not Great. he says in tao of rodney that his father always sided with his sister and blamed him for the lights being left on (and other things implied) ((there's also the separate issue of them insisting on calling him meredith but that doesn't really tie into this point it's just another reason for why his childhood was garbage)) so you take this child prodigy who is advancing so far beyond his TEACHERS as a kid that he doesn't have a chance of figuring out how to talk to his peers without a proper support system, and the few times he tries hes basically told he's Not Good Enough, and then you add No Emotional Support, and you're bound to get a guy who's Shit at People Skills.

so you take all of this, you add years of peers stealing his work (i'm sure he was taken advantage of SO OFTEN as a baby in the industry) and people attacking his personality and you've got this hurt little kid who's grown into a hostile grump bc it's the only protection he's been able to find. we see this so clearly in 48 hours, rodney is so excited to meet sam and show off his value knowledge to her and he's immediately and repeatedly shot down and each time he grows more hostile. (he's literally trying to save their lives and they banish him for it like yeah he was an asshole but he was TRYING OKAY)

rodney mckay is a hurt man who just needs to be hugged and told he's loved and valued and cared for. I COULD FIX HIM!!!! i could offer him so much love and care and support!!!! this poor baby needs to be wrapped up in a blanket and swaddled and cuddled until his inner child is healed and then get a nice kiss on the forehead and tucked into a warm cozy bed!!!!! he just needs someone to give him a chance and he'll try so hard for you!!!! (see: rodney and his team)

and then, the flip side

this man is a GARBAGE human. he is so fucking arrogant and egotistical and practically the definition of a god complex and he is SO FUCKING HOT. he destroyed 5/8 of a solar system and i would be standing there cheering him on like "babe that's so sexy it wasn't even inhabited so it's fine let's go find more planets for you to blow up with that big sexy brain of yours" BC ITS HOT. rodney is capable of SO MUCH and he would be the hottest fucking crazy mad scientist villain ever. he rewrote the damn timeline, there's nothing that man can't do and i would convince him hes right and perfect and correct and sexy through every terrible horrible awful decision bc i love me a terrible awful man. i would stroke his ego and fuel it so much he would go insane with it and i would encourage him Every Step Of The Way

[babiepupp]

⋆୨୧˚ Blanketed in Stars. ˚୨୧⋆

“No matter how you feel, know I’ll stand alongside you. My little Star is the most precious thing in the world to me.”

Caregiver Artemis x GN Regressor reader!

Summary: After a show-stopping performance, Artemis tends to his little ones needs before sending them off to dreamland.

☆ 🍨 ☆

The show before your eyes was like something straight out of a fairytale! Colourful lights, extravagant costumes and delightful music. Thanks to Artemis, you had managed to to score a front row seat, your stuffie, bottle and a pair of protective headphones tucked into the compartment of your seat just in case the noise of the show got too much for you.

As the performance reached its crescendo, the performers- Artemis included took a deep bow, his eyes scanning the seats to see where you were, waving at you enthusiastically as the curtain lowered.

With the thunderous applause steadily coming to a stop, people started filing out of the opera house, bustling by and chatting to each other. You looked around, looking for those signature yellow eyes within the heap of people- your prayers were soon answered as strong arms wrapped around your waist, lifting you up out of your seat! A melodic laugh filled the air as the dancer stared down at you, grinning cheerfully.

“My little Star! There you are- I was worried I’d lose you in the midst of all these people..” he murmured, brushing a stray lock of hair out the way of your eyes. Artemis hadn’t changed out of his costume yet, looking quite charming in his merman-themed costume- he laughed once more as your tiny hands reached out, playing with the orange scales on his shirt.

“I see you like my costume- that makes me quite glad.. I wanted to wear the most colourful, extravagant and fabulous costume for you, my dear.” He said, handing you your stuffie and your bottle while he retrieved the headphones from beneath the seat, Artemis could never be too prepared when it came to his little star.

He carried you towards the exit, bidding farewell to his castmates as he did so.

“I hope you enjoyed the show, I made sure to give five hundred percent for you!” He grinned- he really did adore you- you were the thing that kept him going- the thing that encouraged him to continue dancing- whether it be on the stage or on the battlefield.

Thankfully, where he lived wasn’t too far away from the Mittelfrank Opera house. The white haired man hummed a little tune as he walked, his heeled boots tapping nicely against the stone path. He smiled down at you, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Oh you’re just so cute! You make my heart soar like a songbird, little star!” He chuckled, keeping you close in his arms as he unlocked the door to his residence, the warm scent of daisies and vanilla filling your senses.. it was a calming scent- like you could just lie down in the middle of a flower field and take a loooong nap. Artemis hummed as he walked over to his bed, pulling back the sheets.

“Now I would say… it’s time for a nap! Can you change into your jammies, pretty please?” The man asked, smiling warmly. He was always so polite in everything he did- he most likely didn’t have a mean bone in his body.

He took a moment to change into his own sleepwear before clapping his hands in delight, seeing you in your jammies- he’s never seen someone cuter in his life.

“Oh my, you look wonderful!” He gushed as he helped you into the bed, making sure you were all nice and cozy before climbing in next to you, humming with content. He curled up with you, holding you close to him- he laughed softly as he watched you burrow into his touch.. he always loved how cuddly you were.

“And I’m guessing you want a lullaby too?” He enquired, his heart melting slightly when he saw his little Star nod enthusiastically. Artemis was a fantastic singer, a couple lullaby’s from him and bam! Out like a light!

He hummed for a moment before begin to sing.. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star- a classic! He sung softly to not disturb you, holding you close to him. It didn’t take long for either of you to drift of to sleep, with Artemis falling asleep only moments after you, snoring softly.

He was so happy to have you around, you always managed to brighten up his day no matter up, he’d always be there to keep you safe- no matter what happened.

[letsgivethisonemoreshot]

random trent headcanon for you:

trent always reads the sunday morning newspaper. like the actual physical thing. doesn’t stick to reading it online, or getting his news from the telly, he actively enjoys reading it.

saturdays are for sleepy cuddles with you all morning, lazing mornings where you just lay there together in each others arms, feeling warm and cozy until one of you gets unbearably hungry or needs to get up to use the bathroom.

sundays are when he slides out of bed as quietly as he can, so as not to disturb you, makes sure you’re still wrapped up nice and warm in the blankets. he kisses your forehead, nips to the bathroom to freshen up, and he’ll make his routine trip walking into town and picking up whichever sweet treats he thinks you will like from his regular bakery shop, and grabbing a newspaper from the corner shop.

when he’s back, he’ll put the kettle on, leaving it boiling while he comes back upstairs to check on your status of consciousness. he makes tea for two - he is oddly specific about not drinking coffee in the mornings on sunday. he doesn’t like to, says weekends are for softer things, like tea. but occasionally, if you’ve had a particularly rough week, he’ll give in and pick up a fancy coffee for you while he makes his morning run.

you’ll wake up to the smell of eggs, bacon, toast and tea. you drag yourself out of bed, throw on a shirt that’s way too big for you (trent’s probably) over your comfy stretchy pants, and make your way downstairs. you’ll find trent sat at the kitchen island counter with two plates and mugs set out for you both. he looks beautiful, engrossed in the newspaper he’s reading, his hair a lovely mix of dishevelled and neat, and the rising sun’s light shines through the window at his back, they gently highlight the soft wrinkles and laugh lines on his face.

you don’t know how long he’s been sat there, but he’s been waiting for you. patiently. he always does. he won’t touch his plate until you’ve come downstairs and joined him, because it’s a special domestic moment he loves to share with you. he will, however, drink his tea while waiting. because there is no limit on how much tea the man can consume, a brit’s stomach is a bottomless pit for the stuff.

but yeah. sunday mornings.

This is beautiful and adorable and I would like this very much.

[impaladolan]

Blurb Alert! - Grayson Dolan

; feelin’ frisky…

warning: it’s a little abrupt

Blow:

"Go get it yourself, Grayson." You undressed, anxious to bathe in the warmth of a shower. It's practically freezing throughout the house, and you wanted something that'll warm you up inside and out, as well as some seclusion from everything.

Grayson was in a mood all day, for some odd reason, and all he wanted to do was lay in bed and binge some newer movies with you. At least something to pass the time with.

But instead, you wanted to read a book beside the crackling fireplace, cozied up with a blanket and wool socks, and a warm coffee at the table beside you. It was that kinda day, the sun shielded with gloomy dark clouds and a certain haze that drifted through the house.

Your favorite weather.

But Grayson was a selfish man, a growing jealousy towards your love for reading instead of you sacrificing that time to cuddle him endlessly. He loved laying his head across your tummy, so that you’d play with his hair and your fragrance with drift around him sweetly. But the both of you were as equally stubborn as the other, and neither would subside.

You turned the shower-head on, letting the water heat up before submerging yourself beneath the stream. It felt incredibly nice, a comfort in which you hadn’t known you were in desperate need of. You hummed a little song, running your hands through your hair to wet each strand. You were humming a little tune when a knock at the door sounded, and you sighed.

"What, Grayson?" You kept your eyes closed, but your voice was tainted with annoyance, a rarity in this household.

You heard the door click, not even bothering to look over at him entering. You had guessed that he'd want to come in and talk to you, maybe apologize for his mood and hopefully join you if your argument went smooth.

"Better fix the attitude princess." You heard the plop of his clothing as it hit the floor, and you finally opened your eyes for a peak. He stood there in all his glory, his arms crossed and a cruel expression on his face.

"It's not me, it's your little mood you've had all day, Grayson." You covered yourself slightly, not wanting him to see your intimate parts if he was gonna be such an asshole.

It happened fast.

First, he tore open the shower door, wrapped his meaty hand around your neck, and slammed you against the tiled wall; not too terribly hard, but enough to know he was downright furious.

"Can't fucking listen to directions when I give them to you, can you?" It was rhetoric, but you made it a point to roll your eyes extra dramatic. That way, he'd see how much of an "attitude" you could really have.

"Knees." His tone was dead cold, and you complied urgently, dropping down with the help of his grasp around your neck. He slipped his hand from below your chin to up into your hair, grabbing a handful and pulling down to make you face upward at him.

"Anything else you wanna add before I fuck your throat sore?" Your cheeks burned as you shook your head no, breathing in a deep sigh as you readied yourself for the excursion about to take place.

"Then suck, baby." He pulled your hair tighter, your eyes drifting back to his hardened member. Your body shuddered frantically, an arousal beginning to pool from the depths of your cavern. With a smirk, you wrapped your hot lips around his swollen tip, suctioning it and taking his cock deeper and deliberately slow to anger him.

His placed his free hand upon the wall behind you to support himself whilst you led both of your hands to his trembling, muscular thighs. His breathing became unsteady, much like your’s as you hollowed your cheeks around him. He had his head thrown back, his hips involuntarily shifting his cock roughly down your throat and your blissful hums vibrated around his shaft.

You weren’t hardly half way down his length when he murmured for you to speed up and take him even further.

But of course, you didn’t listen.

Instead, you slipped your mouth off with a pop! and gave him an innocent grin. He looked down at you, confused as hell as you stood up from your tender knees. You gave his lips a quick, soft kiss before opening the shower door to leave.

“What are you doing?” His brows were furrowed and he watched as you stepped into a towel with a satisfied expression across your face.

“Grayson, darling,” you cooed, “bad boys don’t get orgasms…”

[anonymous-eggy]

I bet Nicky just radiates heat, he can just stuff his face in my chest and itll fit perfectly with my arms wrapped around it, just,,, very warm, soft face 😌😌

This brings me to another conclusion and a request: HC for Nicky being a heat radiator??

YES! YES!!!

(remember to check my hc rules before requesting!)

First things first: BEST. HUGS. EVER.

His hugs are like those mornings where you wake up and you’re all cozy and warm in your blankets.

If you’re always cold, he’s always holding you. You’re like his lil ice pack <3

Taking a nap on this man. OOUGH taking a nap on this man.

You ever seen how peaceful and content a cat looks while napping in the sunlight? That’s how it feels to lay on him and take a nap.

During the winter, his warmth is a life saver. It could be below freezing and all you need to do is wiggle your way into his coat with him and shove your face into his chest and bam you’re warming up already.

I do think it would be so funny if you had cold hands and pressed them on his bare back unexpectedly bc he would absolutely arch his back and make a funny noise.

He’s not the type of warm person to ice box the entire house though. The man wears suits all the time (even in summer), he’s pretty resistant to temperatures and probably just keeps it pleasantly warm or cool in his house.

I don’t think you’ll ever be shivering with him around. He won’t care where you are or who’s watching, if you need his warmth, you’re getting it.

Just sitting next to him, you can feel his comforting warmth radiating off of him

Tbh his heart melts every single time you give in and lean your head on his shoulder and hug is arm.

And ooohohoho yes if you hug his warm face to your chest, he’ll get so blushy and press kisses there while wrapping his arms around you.

And good lord, if you beg him to stay in bed with you in the mornings because he’s so warm, he will fold faster than the folding chair I fell through in highschool.

He’s so weak for you he’d probably cancel everything or have someone else take care of things in order to stay in bed with you for as long as you’d like.

If you’re also warm…good luck not overheating.

Nicky won’t mind the heat, but if you get sweaty and overheat easily the poor guy is gonna try to figure out how he can cuddle with you without making you overheat.

If he has to make the house colder and get a fan for you, he will.

His body warmth is probably more intimidating to those who aren’t close to him.

Chris probably pokes at him for being a softie when he’s holding you and giving you warmth.

Ofc only when it’s just you three, Chris respects you and Nicky and would think better than to say that stuff in front of the other guys.

Tbh none of the guys dare question how tough Nicky is, even when he's soft with you in front of them. they know what he's capable of.

Honestly they find it intimidating in itself that he's not afraid to be soft with you but tough with them at the same time 🤔

sorry it's not much, but this was nice to think ab! especially since it's so cold in my house rn 😔

[iceprincessviviane]

Eyes in the darkness

Paring: Yandere!C!Technoblade x BookwormEnchanter!Female!Reader

Type: Romantic (Technoblade is yandere). Trilogy - part one. Next part.

Warnings: swearing, possessivness, yandere, angst, injury, sugestive content, threats, blood, silly jokes created by me.

Summary: Technoblade was watching Y/N for some time, trying to stay in the shadows. Unfortunately voices and thoughts won against the logic and he want her now on his side forever.

Author's note: Inspiration from a lot of things, but especially: Hades and Persephone, Beauty and the Beast. This used to be oneshot, but I changed my mind, ut will be trilogy. English isn't my first language, so sorry for any mistakes.

Words in red colour are Technoblade's voices.

Words in blue colour are Y/N thoughts.

Y/N didn’t know when was the last time she ran for her life. Probably during one of the pillagers attack on the village or maybe in the Nether. But none of them was that type. Now she was being chased by something way much more dangerous than besties. At the moment, she’s being followed by the Blood God himself. Despite the aching and pain of her muscles and her throat feeling dry from gasping for air, Y/N was still asking herself how did on earth this happen?

~*~

Y/N always loved books and reading, she came to Smp two weeks after Foolish arrival. Actually her friendship with him leaded her here. They exchanged the letters and she was interested in staying somewhere for a while. After some time, she decided to come. Her divine friend already started to build his summer home and had few buildings done. She stayed there for few couple of days, they decided to build something for herself. She already have met most of Smp members including Dream Team, Bench Trio and rest, but owning home, place for stay was good idea. Sometimes Y/N liked to be alone. Eret allowed her to build something behind his castle, it was always nice to have someone close.

It took time before she ended house, it was cozy one with big field in front, farms, cellars and most important - library with enchanting place. It was huge, biggest part of the house with plenty of regals and reading spots. Y/N loved to spend there time and collectin more books or texts. Foolish had a lot of ancient scrolls or manuscripts and liked to share them with her. They could spend hours discussing about their favourite ones.

Books caused that Y/N met Phil, because he was the second person on the Smp, which had great collection from centauries. Shark god took her at trip to Tundra. Y/N was excited to meet such person and nervous too. Happily, everything went all right, Technoblade wasn't that time in home, so they had chilling conversation. Winged man was very curious about her skills and enchants. Of course during his travells and lifespan he met enchanters, but didn't paid much attention to them. Now, he could meet one in chill ocassion. Their three had a lot of talking, giggling and being wholesome. Phil promised to borrow more interesting books and Y/N said, that she can give some enchantments.

When Technoblade came back he immediately felt, that Foolish was there with... someone else... someone new. It smelled like pine and old paper, very nice. Phil told him about visitors and Y/N, he ignored it a little bit, but voices... voices liked this smell a lot.

'So strange.' 'Which woman can smell like that?' 'Where is she living?'

}*{

Y/N was peaceful person with no intention to harm anybody, staying in her place. She stayed in positive relations with almost everyone, providing needed enchantments and helping caused, that a lot of members were friendly to her. Y/N liked to hanging out with Bench Trio, although they were sometimes so chaotic. Usually she went mining with Ranboo, when it was needed, cutting trees with Tommy for his buildings and staying in Snowchester with Tubbo. That is why she came with almost everyone, when Tommy and Tubbo were in Dream bunkier fighting with him. Discs were just items, but... Dream's obsession, it was dangerous and teenagers were her friends. After that a lot of things changed. Putting him into Pandora's Vault was meant to protect them, but she was getting cold shivers each time she looked at black walls of prison. Knowing that everyone could be locked there...

After Egg's influence grew stronger she tried to find some infromations about it and how could ghe possible defeat it, but that took time. Foolish and Phil were so helpful handing their ancient texts, to make research. Suddenly with crimson vines everywhere, Smp became less safer, at least she felt it that way. More members were busy with their business and stuff, they finally could do them, when Dream was locked. For example Foolish agreed to build big mansion for Tubbo and Ranboo, which got platonical marriage and Tommy started his hotel. Meeting Michael was so wholesome and funny, little zombie piglin started to like her and at each visit she read him fairy tales and stories.

Y/N decided to not think about bad sides of Smp, just being busy and tried to help, if someone needed it. Before Doomsday wandering around could be dangerous, especially for La'Manburg citizens, because Dream and Technoblade were unpleasant for them. Now she enjoyed visiting almost everyone everywhere. After a few visits, she could tell that something was wrong, Y/N couldn't tell what, but it was almost like being watched, blaming Egg and vines was her answer for that, but actually why? Why did it do that? She would never joined their side. Never ever. Sometimes she spotted the Phil's corws, but that wasn't a s surprise, birds were telling him a lot of informations around the Smp. Easy way to know almost everything.

}*{

Y/N was heading to her house, stepping at Prime Path. In opposite direction she spotted Quackity, slowly walking by from prison direction, which was surprise. She smiled softly to him and he smiled back.

"What's up?" Big Q asked when got closer to her.

"It's good I am coming back home, need to eat and get some nap, and you?"

"I... ended some buisness." His face stiffened and his look became more serious.

Y/N nodded little unsure about his changed emotions. Suddenly she spotted that his sleeve is covered in fresh blood.

"Are you hurt?" She asked worried.

Quckity looked at his shirt as surprised as she and frowned, he checked axe which hanged down from his belt.

"I guess so then, but I don't know where did that come from."

"Let me take care of this." Y/N suggested with warm smile. "My home is closer than Las Nevadas."

After a few moments he nodded in agreement. They together headed to her place. Weather started to become stormy, dark cloud covered the sun, threating to start raining.

Then went inside, but when she was closing door, feeling of being watched hit her with dubled strength. House was in the spine forest, but fenced and had a gate. In filed were some farms, trees and small garden, but everything seemed to look normal. Big Q sat on the couch in living room and Y/N brought bandages, water in bowl and even healing potion. He rose sleeve, wound wasn't long, but deep, something cut his arm, probably weapon.

"It doesn't look good, but you will be okay." She said after looking at cut.

"Good." He sighed with relief.

"What did make it? Do you have an idea?"

Big Q looked dead in her eyes and remained silence. Of course he knew what, but he didn't even noticed the wound before leaving the prison. Well, someone will pay for this.

"Maybe working at Las Nevadas, you know... I am still building there." He spoke after a while.

"Oh... ye you have right, but be careful next time." Y/N suggested and started to work on cut carefuly. Starting on cleaning, then gently bandaged it.

"Thank you." Big Q said after seeing the results.

"No problem, just don't walk around with untreated wound." Y/N giggled softly.

He stood up and moved his eyes on windows. Black clouds didn't go away, even became worse.

"I will go now, weather is getting worse, I want to be in home before storm." Big Q said with soft smile.

"Of course, see you next time."

After he left, big storm came, darkness fell upon the Smp, rain and wind were too strong, for coming outside. Y/N decieded to take a chance and nap. She baked some cookies and sit down on a couch with another book, which Phil borrowed her. Only the torches gave light, sometimes thunderbolt stroke and filled room with unatural blue light. Drops hit hardly, making loud sounds, but Y/N was too much into a book. Two hours has passed and slowly night was coming. She moved eyes to meet clock, yep that was supper time, put the book away and up, Gods thr storm didn't let go. Y/N watched for a while outside, then go to kitched. She grabbed blanket and wrapped it around her posture, damn there were cold.

Again feeling of being watched kicked in. She was alone at home, that was sure thing. Outside was deep dark and behind the windows was the wall of the water. Y/N bite her lip and shook head, it was just her imagination, a feeling which stayed for no reason after putting Dream into Pandora's Vault. She took an kettle and suddenly was seeing something in the corner of the eye, something red and unusual in the spine forest. Her figure frozen when she moved back eyes. Deep in the dark, around sprouce trees in the line of forest, Y/N spotted pair of shinning, red eyes, high above the ground. They were locked at her figure.

'This has to be spider... or something else...'

Right after this thought, ceature turned back and disappeard in the darkness, cold shiver went down at Y/N spine. What was that? And why it was here? At least she was safe in home...

}*{

'More.' 'Training is boring, let's find someone to fight.' 'We demand blood.'

Technoblade sighed and stopped, voices today were very, very loud. That was why he decided to train, but during it, they became even worse. He hid sword and walked into home. Phil wasn't here today, he had to do something, but didn't bother to tell him what it was. Blade went back to home by his old path through the forest. His training place was near the cottage, but still hidden from common people. All members of Syndicate knew where it was. First of all he need to take shower. When cold water touched his skin, he felt like even his bloodlust became less, quiet hiss left his lips. He earned some chafings this week. Next, he changed his clothes to common and made a cup of tea, then sit in the kitchen. Immediately his thoughts went to Y/N.

Somehow voices were acting diffrent around her and he even found himself acting that way. They were focused around Y/N and he was more calm, like just her pressence was comforting him. Technoblade remembered their first meeting, it was common day, when someone knocked on the door. He opened it and rose his eyebrows in surprise, outside was standing fragile woman, without any armor and only with trident on her back. They shared awkward eye contact, when suddenly she introduced herself as Y/N. Of course he saw her couple of times, but it wasn't officialy. Y/N has known who was he for sure, she swallowed hard and looked down with shyness. Phil yelled across the room, that she could come in. Ah yes... she loved to read books and his old friend was borrowing her them a lot. Technoblade again felt the spine and old papers smell, for him, it could stay here forever. After short visit, Y/N took books, gave back book of enchantment and left.

Techno's curiosity has increased, when he heard about her more. She was peaceful, friendly soul, completly opposite of him, maybe that was, why he felt so... diffrent around her and voices too. Piglin hybrid enjoyed watching her from the distance, in the shadows, but lately... lately it wasn't enough. Now he wanted to breathe at Y/N scent, holding her close and pressed soft kisses at forehead. He was under voices pressure so long and now his salvation was so close. But what would he make it? As longer he has thought of that, a diffrent ideas came to his head. She was delicate creature, he had to get plan at all. Techno knew almost everything about her: hobbies, traditions, friends and fighting skills. Phil told him a lot about enchanters, they could make enchanting books after years of studying and had magic talent sometimes. As they knew, Y/N could enchant books at any spell, so she had to studied a lot. Technoblade sighed and grabbed his cloak, time to keep an eye on few things.

'Let's not go quietly!' 'Let's go quiet as grave...' 'Blood for the Blood God!'

}*{

That was busy week, Y/N could only one time saw Foolish and Phil, but whole Smp seemed a little bit diffrent... luckily she was able to go on mining trip with Ranboo and Eret visited her with a couple of books, which were about Smp. Now was afternoon and sun slowly started to set, she was heading to her house, where waited for her snow fox, which she found in Snowchester. Cute, little ball of fur stole Y/N heart immediately. When she finally stepped inside, Snowflake - that how she named it, ran into her squeaking high.

"What happend my little one?" She knelt down and pet it's head.

Fox looked at her with big brown eyes and squeaked once more, then jump into her arms.

"Oh oh oh... are you afraid of something?" Y/N hugged Snowflake and looked around. Everything in home seemed normal, door was closed, in a field same, animals were quite nervous, but everything was good. She frowned and stepped inside, then put fox into basket with small blanket.

"I will bring you some berries, you will like it for sure." Y/N smiled gently.

Unfortunately, she didn't have any at this moment in home, Snowflake was there only for three days, so she couldn't make berries farm so fast, because she had to set up a space. Luckily, she lived around coniferous forest, so didn't even hesiatate, Y/N just grabbed backpack and went outside. Sun was lower in the sky, but still it was warm and brightly. Birds were humming quietly and around was quite quiet. Berries bush weren't so far, she founed some, but in order to make supplies, decided to find more, then plant them around the house. It would spared the time and work.

"Y/N." She heard deep, lazy voice and immediately turned at it's direction.

The Blade was standing under big sprouce tree with satisfied grinn on his lips. Eyes locked on Y/N figure, which completly froze at the sight of him. She have never been with him alone, in tundra always Phil or Ranboo were around, now it felt... strange and risky, she still remembered what happend to La'Manburg citizens.

"Technoblade." Y/N spoke softly, being careful to not crack her voice, despite building feeling of fear. She noticed, that piglin hybrid under his royal, crimson cloak was wearing armor, probably not his best one, but still enough to win fight. Part of hair made into bun, rest were freely in his back and shoulders. From his belt was hanging netherite sword and netherite axe was sticking out from behind. She spotted, that his weapons were a little covered in blood, same as his sleeves and parts of shirt. He was killing monsters right? Or just hunting? Uncomfortable, awkward silence reminded between them, only forest noises distrubed it from time to time.

Voices were too loud today, too agressive, too greedy, killing monsters and pillagers wasn't enough, Quackity has already tasted his steel, well he deserved that after showing up in Y/N home. He had so much fun with him, but after that he needed some rest, comfort and calm. That is why without even thinking too much Technoblade went straight to Y/N house. He hoped, that everything will change, that he finally will has some break from voices, violence and killing. Of course he liked his way to be... but yes sometimes, you have to make a nap.

"Are you wounded?" Y/N asked quietly breaking the silence. After all, if he needed help, she would help him, without hesitation.

Technoblade's grinn became more sinister, he put hand on sword hilt and slowly tilted his head on right side.

"This isn't my blood." He said without caring at all.

"Oh, that's good then..." Y/N whispered, but he could hear that.

Piglin hybrid studied her posture, she had only trident at her back, backpack in left hand, no armor, no more weapons. Poor little girl, that's not how you are going outside your home, she was literally unarmed in his eyes.

"So... what are you doing here? Alone? In the forest?" Technoblade asked and moved closer to her.

The way he spoke these words, made Y/N shiver inside, outside, she grabbed her backpack harder. Surely there was nothing to worry about, she has never done something wrong to him or Philza, she wasn't dangerous or wanted to has any power. Techno is probably just passing by. Suddenly he was so close, now she could for real see the height diffrence, for the gods sake, her head reached around his breastbone. Y/N looked up only to meet piglin hybrid's burning gaze.

"I... I was collecting berries for my snow fox. Something scared her, so I thought that she will calm down after getting some and I ran out of them..." she suttered and swallow hard.

"How sweet." Technoblade commented and his smile widened.

"So... you are just passing by?"

"Not really."

Sudden grip on her chin caught Y/N off guard. Technoblade forced her to look straight into his eyes. His face stiffened a little bit, she hissed quietly, when claws touched harder gentle skin. Then she realised... Blade's eyes were red and she heard, that it could glow in darkness. Her skin became pale and pupils widened. It was him, that time during a storm, he was watching her...

"What are you doing?" Y/N asked quietly, without any clue, what was going on.

'She is so innocent.' 'We love her scent.' 'Let her know.'

"I have something to tell you." He leaned and immediately her scent hit him harder, resisting to take deep breath wasn't that easy.

"What excatly?"

"I was watching you for a while Y/N. Belive me or not I found that interesting, because your pressence is calming for me, I can fall asleep while listening your voice and push away my violence behaviour, when you are around." He stroked her cheek by his thumb and smiled haughty. "I am always getting , what I want and I want that so badly, you can't even imagine."

Y/N shook head and made few steps back, leaving his grip, couldn't belive what she just heard. That's impossible.

"I don't know what to say... I can admit, that I had strange feeling of being watching but... I blamed the Egg..." She looked deep into his eyes, trying to put everything together. "What do you mean, you are always getting, what are you want? How am I suppose to understand that?"

"Listen sweetheart, we can do this in two diffrent ways: good or bad. If you choose first one, fine politely you will go with me. Second way? Well I can be very convincing, when I want to." Technoblade frowned.

None of this options was good for her. Y/N sighed and her shoulders dropped. She couldn't do anything literally...

"Come on princess. I can take care of you, I promise, you will be happy." He gave her his hand, but gripped sword hilt harder.

Y/N always avoided the conflicts and argues, never has started any, that was easier and better way to live. She could take care of her interests, powers anf friends by being supportive or neutral. Technoblade's behaviour made her shiver and feel sick, there was no guarantee that he will keep his words, even if it were sweet and promising. Y/N knew that fighting him was pointlees, he were ten thousand better than her, she didn't even have armor or second weapon. But surrender just like that? Without any resistance? She always was determinated, miss 'you can always find a way, solution'. Not a chance.

"I think I have better option, which lay in the middle." Y/N smiled gently.

"Well, tell me then." Technoblade rose his eyebrows with curiosity.

With one smooth move, she put backpack on and immediately started to run. The Blade's pupils widened, he burst out laughing.

"It will be funny."

She has known, that she needed to lose him in forest. Going to home wouldn't help, because door or gate couldn't stop Blood God. Lost him and then ran away from Smp, at least her current living location. Y/N realized that she couldn't even ask for help anyone. Probably Technoblade would come after her friends, helpers, so that was it. Y/N versus The Blade, she was on her own.

'How did she dare to run away from us?!' 'Chase her, catch her.' 'Faster, faster, faster!'

It seemed like running away from Tommy for fun, came in handy and long trips with Ranboo caused her to move fast through forest. Y/N nimbly jumped over obstacles and avoid rocks or roots. Her pace wasn't the fastes, but she could hold it for pretty long time. She wasn't thinking a lot, just tried to run away as far as she could.

'Don't look back, don't look back, it will make you slower.'

Hiding could be good idea, but not now. As long as he was close, she couldn't stop at all. Breaking through the forest was only hearing noise, soon, she heard her heavy breathing. Heading to unknown direction wasn't so wisely, but Y/N had no choice. After a few minutes, she stopped to catch breath. Around was sudden so quiet, cold shiver went down at her spine. Too quiet.

"Already tired?" Technoblade's voice surprised her from left side.

She turned head, just to see him leaning against the tree. In his right hand he held sword, didn't even look like he was running.

"You can't outrun me little one. A lot of people tried, now they are dead." He aimed sword at her. "We can end this farce here. I am not mad, honestly, you made me smile a little bit."

"You will have to catch me, if you want me going with you." Y/N said and then continue to run away.

"Oh I will princess, that's what predator does to the prey."

Y/N started to feel really tired, muscles aching, throat dry from gasping for air, hair dispelled and cheeks red. She ran for a while, but now had to stop. Technoblade immediately appeared in her field of vision. He was walking carefuly, but still looked intimidating.

"Don't come closer!" She released a cry.

Piglin hybrid stopped about eight meters away. He leaned sword against the ground and looked at her with curious gaze.

'Here she is, our reward.' 'Let's finally take her with us.' 'We like that sound.'

"I think, I just caught you." A little grinn appeared on his lips.

She looked straight into his eyes. Her gaze full of fear met a calm and determination. Y/N didn't even want to think what would happend, if he fulfilled his desires. Gods sake, she was free human being, none could take her freedom, she didn't ask for this. In an act of desperation, with the last of her strength, she used her powers. Feeling of warm through fingers and energy drained from her veins, but then burning light. In Technoblade's towards direction flew literally fireball, but he was too skilled for this. He made a dodge and looked at Y/N with mix of proud and shock. She dropped to her knees, struggling to stay conscious, despite the pain at her whole body and tired mind and unclear vision. Technoblade immediately was with her, he knelt down and support her, by putting arm around her waist. Y/N leaned back against his chest, fatigue prevailed over reason.

"Enough for today princess. You run out, if you will keep resisting." He whispered calmly.

"Please, please... please I don't want this, I want to go home." Her voice was cracking, tears strimming down at her cheeks.

"Hush darling, everything will be all right."

Technoblade's body radiated warm, his tone suddenly was so calming and sleepy. She wanted to close eyes so badly, but still fear was too big.

"You are safe, nothing can hurt you I promise."

After this words Y/N gave up and lost consciousness. Sun went down and shadows became longer and darker.

}*{

Phil careful closed the doors, then walked quietly down. Technoblade sat in kitchen with cup of hot tea, he immediately looked at his old friend, his eyes were worrying.

"Y/N is good, she lost consciousness, because was too tired. You said that, she used her powers."

"It was literally fireball, but I dodge that easy."

"Well, now we know about her powers at least... interesting, what you are going to do, when she wake up?" Phil asked and sat in opposite site.

"I know, that you are not glad about this, but I will figure this out. She won't cause any troubles." Techno's voice became deeper.

Winged man sighed and looked at his friend. He knew what he was going through, when voices became louder and demanded blood, each moment of silence or when they were quiet, Technoblade cherished and tried to make it worth. Phil couldn't be angry or mad for his friend about that deed, but... he was torn.

"Come on spit it out. I can see that you want to tell something important." Piglin hybrid said slowly.

"We were through a lot of shit, we know each other for almost ages and we blew up the nation for gods sake, kidnapping isn't the worst thing you have done, but..." Phil started and looked at Techno. "I wish you best and everything good, but I don't know how will I act around. Y/N has come to me for books, we were talking about stuff, I gave her cookies and tea. How will I explain, that I am supporting your decision? And I am always on your side." Phil said aloud his worries.

"I will give her time to get used to. After certain amount of time Y/N will understand." The Blade was lost in his thoughts.

He was so greatful of his friend statement, but still a little bit unsure. This case shloudn't affect on their relationship or Phil's life. Honestly Technoblade belived that his pressence will comfort Y/N at least, as he said they were close and enjoyed each other company.

"Someone will notice her disappering. What then? And Ranboo is visiting us a lot." Phil sighed a little.

"I've got this, trust me."

"I trust you with my own life." Winged man nodded.

}*{

Sunlight kissed her skin gently, when it showed up on window. Y/N felt softness under herself and on her back. Quiet sigh left her lips, when she opened eyes. In the room was very bright, but for sure it wasn't her room. Immediately cold shiver went down at her spine. Still weak, she tried to lift herself, because she was lying on stomach. Bed was big, with good beddings and pillows.

"Don't move, you are still weak." Technoblade's voice was soft, but loud.

Y/N bite her lip and then lifted head. He was standing near the bed and observing curiously, looking completly diffrent. White, linen shirt and high waisted, leather trousers, hair braided tighly. In this version he was... more open and accessible, not so scary.

"Where am I?" She asked slowly and rolled at her back with quiet hiss. Muscles still hurt and throat was dry.

"In my house, in tundra safe and..." He cut off, while noticed that Y/N is trying to get up. "What did I say?" He stepped closer and sat on bed.

She sat unsure on mattress, just to met Technoblade here, he gripped again her chin, as in the forest and forced her to look at him. This time it was more gently.

"Darling please..."

"You can't take my freedom!"

His eyes darkened immediately and Y/N regreted her words. She swallowed hard, when Blade looked deep into her eyes.

"Of course I can and I will, if you don't behave good. If you didn't notice, you aren't chained or tied, but pretty comfy in my bed." He said slowly with threat in his voice. "Think about it."

Technoblade released her and got up. She looked down thinking about situation, yes he didn't tied her, but still it wasn't good case. Y/N just wanted to be free, do stuff which she want and meet friends. Maybe Smp wasn't perfect, but still now it was her home, there were a lot of wars or argues, but she still had house and persons which she cared about and this was mutual, now everything was unsure.

"I am just afraid... " Y/N whispered quietly.

"As I said earlier you are safe here, you are safe with me. Nothing can hurt you." Techno grabbed bowl with soup and came back. "Here, eat, you need to recover."

"Thanks." She smiled weakly to him, took bowl and started to eat slowly.

'Good girl.' 'She will behave for sure.' 'We can teach her a lesson.'

Y/N was napping for the rest of the day, Technoblade gave her one of their books, so she wasn't bored. Probably tomorrow or next day she will stand up.

The sound of closing doors, caused her to closed book and put it away. Piglin smiled gently and took off his shirt suddenly. Y/N eyes became big.

"Wait wait wait..."

"Calm down princess, I am just going to sleep, nothing else." Technoblade smirked for her panic.

"So... where shloud I move?" Y/N asked looking around the room.

"Nowhere. You are staying here with me."

Immediately her cheeks went slighty red. She looked at him curiously. His pink skin seemed gentle from the distance, a lot of scars marked his chest and arms. Some of them little, some of them large, the biggest one was through both sides of chest. Technoblade released his hair and came closer. Y/N moved to make him some space. He laid down, she followed his steps but remain distance.

"Goodnight." She said and turned back from him.

"Goodnight sweetheart."

He blow up torches near the bed and silence fell upon them. Not even a five minutes passed, when Y/N felt sudden grip on her waist. She froze, Technoblade hugged her and pressed kiss on her shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Quiet whisper left her lips.

"Snuggling and cuddling." He whispered softly.

Y/N couldn't help, she giggled quietly. Techno took this as premission, her back touched his chest and second hand slowly stroked her hair.