#i was noodling around for like an hour and it sounds so relaxing

[gloomysoup]

home is where you are

@steddiebingo prompts: hurt/comfort (main card) and home (christmas card)

rating: Teen+ | word count: 2400 | tags: omegaverse, alpha eddie, omega steve, mpreg, insecure steve harrington, hurt/comfort, fluff | ao3

Eddie came home from work to absolute chaos. Addie and Violet were sitting on the living room floor, arguing over whether to put the white lights or the colored lights on the Christmas tree, which he had put up the night before. Addie wanted white, but Violet wanted colored. Eddie was almost certain none of their lights from last year were even going to work, so they'd have to buy new ones anyway. James and Lucy were fighting over an orange crayon at the coffee table, two blank pieces of paper and a whole assortment of other colored crayons in front of them. Steve and their youngest, Grace, were nowhere to be seen, but Eddie could hear movement in the kitchen. Eddie quickly slipped his boots off at the door and swooped in to de-escalate all the arguing.

He started by grabbing a second, emergency, box of crayons from the cabinet that held the art supplies. He pulled out an orange one and handed it to Lucy, so she would stop trying to take the other one from her brother. Then he moved to the older two girls, squatting down in front of them and picking up two strings of lights.

“Why don't we put the lights away for now, my loves? They probably don't even work. I’ll take you both to the store this week and we can pick some new ones out together. How does that sound?”

They easily agreed, and Eddie was incredibly grateful that everything was solved quickly tonight. Once all of the pups were settled and occupied, not a single argument left to be had, Eddie moved to the kitchen. He stopped in the doorway to smile at what he found. Steve was standing at the stove, stirring a pot of boiling macaroni noodles with Grace on his hip. He was swaying back and forth, softly humming a lullaby as he did.

Eddie slid up behind him, leaning in with a hand on Steve’s other hip to kiss his cheek. “Evenin', beautiful,” he whispered. Steve smiled and turned his head to get a proper kiss.

“Hey, baby. How was work?” Steve asked after they had separated.

Grace was grinning, trying to scramble from Steve’s hold while saying, “Da!”

Eddie shrugged, taking Grace into his own arms. “Nothin’ new. Missed you, though. How was your day? Pups drive you too crazy?”

Steve hummed in consideration. “Hectic. Lots of arguments today. Oh, Lucy broke one of the nice glasses that Joyce got us. She was trying to be like Addie and Violet and help put the dishes away, but she dropped it and it shattered. Everyone was okay, though, and I’m pretty sure I got all the glass cleaned up.”

Eddie’s hand looped around further to rest on Steve’s swollen belly. “And how was the little one today? Not causing too much trouble, I hope?”

Steve huffed a small laugh. “Not letting me actually get anything done today.” He put down his spoon and leaned back into Eddie’s chest. “Every time I finally got the rest of the pups settled down enough to do something, I either had to pee or sit down for a little bit. By the time I was done, someone else needed something, and the cycle repeated.”

“That's okay,” Eddie murmured, nuzzling his nose against the shell of Steve’s ear and taking a deep breath of his scent. He always loved how much sweeter his mate smelled during pregnancy. It was one of his favorite parts of the experience. “I'll finish the chores for you after dinner. You just worry about relaxing.”

“Eddie, no,” Steve argued, moving to stir the pasta again. “You just worked a ten-hour shift. You shouldn't have to come home and do everything here too. I'll take care of it.”

“You will do no such thing.” Eddie adjusted his hold on Grace, who was snuggled against his chest after not seeing him since the night before. She had been the only one still asleep when Eddie left for work that morning. “You chased our little pack of hooligans around all day while growing a pup. You deserve to put your feet up and relax for the evening. I'll take care of everything else. Don't worry about anything.”

Steve glanced over his shoulder with a frown. “At least let me help. Then we can get everything done faster.”

Eddie smiled and kissed Steve’s cheek again. “Whatever makes you feel better, my love.”

Dinner in the Munson household that night was quite the affair, as it usually was with five kids under the age of eight. Afterwards, Eddie corralled all the pups upstairs for baths and pajamas while Steve cleaned up in the kitchen. By the time everyone was clean, clothed, and settled on the couch for one last movie before bedtime, Eddie was wrecked. He loved his children more than anything in his life (except maybe Steve), but they were exhausting. He had no idea how his mate did it all day long.

Finally, he started the movie and went to track down his superhero of a partner. It didn't take him long at all. Steve was in the laundry room, loading the washer to get one more in for the evening. Eddie came up behind him, wrapping his arms around his husband and kissing his cheek. He pulled Steve back into his chest and swayed gently. He reveled in the way Steve instantly sank into his hold, body going lax and a sigh of contentment leaving his lips.

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” Eddie whispered.

“Mmmm, tell me again?” Steve replied just as softly.

“I love you so so so much, my love.” Eddie gently tightened his arms around him. “You are an absolute wonder. I don't know how you deal with our little gremlins all day and not just completely lose your mind.”

Steve hummed, a soft smile on his lips. “They're not so bad. Most days. It helps that Addie, Violet, and James go to school five days a week.”

“A saint,” Eddie said, slowly releasing his hold on Steve to dramatically collapse to his knees in front of him. “I worship on my knees in your holy presence.” As Steve laughed, Eddie leaned forward with his hands on Steve’s sides to press a kiss to his belly. Their pup moved beneath his touch. Eddie would never get tired of the feeling. It always amazed him, just what Steve’s body was capable of, especially when it came to creating life.

“Come on, up off the floor,” Steve finally said, grabbing Eddie’s hand and starting to pull him up. The alpha went easily, rarely one to say no to his omega.

With the pups suitably distracted for at least a little bit longer, Steve and Eddie set about the quiet routine of getting evening chores done. They didn't speak much, just moved around each other in a comfortable silence. Eddie did the day’s dishes and wiped down the countertops while Steve folded laundry at the table. The movie in the living room was still going when Grace started getting fussy. It wasn't long before Violet was calling for them to make her stop.

“I'll get her,” Eddie said softly, not wanting to break the calming atmosphere in the kitchen. Steve nodded, still folding laundry, while Eddie headed for the living room.

Grace was pushing at Lucy when Eddie walked in, and Lucy was quickly losing patience with her little sister. Eddie picked Grace up, trying to remedy the situation, but that just caused a full blown tantrum. She kicked and screamed, fighting against Eddie and her own exhaustion. She wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. No matter how hard he tried to put out a calming scent to soothe her, it was all for naught. She just kept screaming and kicking and writhing. Steve quickly appeared in the doorway, looking a little worried. As soon as Grace saw him, she reached her arms out.

“Give her here,” he said gently, coming over to take the screaming toddler from Eddie’s arms. “I'll sit with her.”

Eddie nodded and passed her off to Steve, watching as Grace instantly began to calm down. He made sure Steve was comfortable on the couch with Grace curled into his body before leaving to finish cleaning up the kitchen and folding laundry. By the time he was done, the movie was over. All five of their pups were fast asleep on the couch. Grace was curled up on Steve’s lap, her head pillowed on his chest. Lucy was situated firmly in Steve’s side, while the older three were piled up and stretched out across the other cushions.

Eddie was extremely careful in his extraction. He took Addie and Violet upstairs to the room they shared first, then James to his room. When he came back, he slowly picked up Lucy and let her burrow into his neck while Steve carefully tried to stand up with Grace. It was a lot harder the further along this pregnancy got, but Steve was nothing if not determined. He never let anything slow him down; not even being nearly eight months pregnant. Again, superhero. Eddie was obsessed with him.

After a very long, very chaotic night, all of the pups were finally tucked away in their beds. Eddie and Steve could actually take a minute to breathe without someone needing something. As they did every night, once the children were tucked in and sound asleep, they curled up on the couch together with some random movie they'd seen a hundred times before. It was more for the noise and familiarity than the movie itself. Steve was tucked against Eddie’s side, his head resting where he could hear Eddie’s heartbeat, just like every night. Eddie held him close, breathing in Steve’s scent and letting himself finally relax for the first time all day. They both remained quiet for a while.

Something deep down in his gut was telling Eddie that something was wrong. Something was bothering Steve, festering in his mind. Before he got the chance to ask, Steve was opening his mouth to speak.

“Do you think we’re making a mistake?” he asked so softly, Eddie almost didn't catch it. If their house hadn't been so quiet, he might not have heard him.

“What do you mean?” Eddie tightened his arm around Steve’s shoulders.

Steve shrugged as best he could from under Eddie’s arm. “I just- Do you think all of this is just a big mistake?” Eddie’s heart shattered at the broken lilt to Steve’s voice, the tremble of his words. “Is having another baby a mistake?”

Eddie frowned, trying so hard to control his scent. “Of course not. What's wrong, baby? Where is this coming from?”

Steve sniffled a little, pressing his cheek a little more firmly into Eddie’s chest. “I don't know. I just- We already have five kids, Eddie. Our- our house isn't that nice. We don't really have a whole lot of extra money. And with Grace’s medical bills… maybe- maybe we should have just stopped after James, or Lucy. Maybe everyone was right, and this is all just a big mistake.”

Eddie shook his head, feeling the fabric of his t-shirt start to dampen. “Absolutely not,” he said. He pulled away, shifting so he could fully look at Steve. “Baby, this is not a mistake. I don't know who’s putting these ideas in your head, but they're wrong. So what if we don't have the nicest house in Hawkins? That's never mattered. Not to me, not to the pups. It's just a house, Stevie. And so what if we don't have all the money in the world? Our family has a roof over their heads, clothes on their bodies, and they never have to worry about going hungry. Our pups are loved. Why should anything else matter?”

Fat tears rolled down Steve’s cheeks. Eddie caught them with his thumbs as he cradled Steve’s face in his hands.

“I love you, Steve Munson,” he continued, unable to stop now that he was on a roll. “I love you, and I love our pups, and I love our life. I don't care about money, or our house. All I care about is our family. Our five little pups, who bring me so much joy every single day. Sweet little Sophia, who is going to be so loved, just like her siblings. You, the love of my absolute life, who has given me so much to be grateful for.”

Tears were welling up in Eddie’s eyes against his permission. He just loved Steve so much, and he hated seeing him so upset.

“Eddie,” Steve whispered, voice shaking with his emotions.

“Stevie, honey, I cannot even begin to tell you just how amazing I think you are. How strong, capable, loving, and wonderful. The greatest gift of my life is getting to be a dad, and you have given that to me six times now. I am so deeply in love with you, and our big family. I would never trade any of our pups for anything in the entire world. I don't need a fancy house or money, because you and our babies are my home. I don't care what anyone else has to say about it. I am obsessed with you and our six little pups, this house with its scattered Christmas decorations that we haven't had the time to put up yet, and every single other thing about this little life we’ve built for ourselves. Fuck everyone else. This is the only thing that matters.”

Eddie held Steve to his chest as he cried, rubbing his back and whispering all of his love into Steve’s ear in the hope that it would sink beneath his skin and stay there forever.

Later, Grace will wake up and need Eddie to put her back to sleep. Later, Lucy will crawl into bed with them and cuddle up to Steve. Later, Eddie will help Steve make breakfast before going to work. Later, they’ll put up decorations and stick the Christmas presents under the tree. Later, they’ll have a newborn in the house, someone else for Eddie to love with everything he has.

Later, Eddie will still be deeply in love with the home that he and Steve have built together, regardless of what anyone else has to say about it.

[inkybinkyboink]

today i rented a guitar.

[xosamioo]

do u write fluff? enha taking care of the reader while there sick eould be adorable ^_^

𝐎𝐓𝟕 - “𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤”

…fluff & skinship slightly teasing etc. gn! Reader

HEESEUNG

Heeseung had woken up early to take care of you, who had come down with a nasty cold. Despite his bleary-eyed expression and the sleep still clinging to him, he got straight to work. He made a pot of chamomile tea and warmed up a large bowl of soup for you. As you sat sniffling and sneezing on the couch, Heeseung gently tucked a warm blanket around your shoulders and placed the tea and soup within reach for you. He asked you if there was anything else you needed, offering to fetch anything that would make you feel better He stayed with you throughout the day, bringing you water and tissues when needed, and even put on some of your favorite movies to watch together. Every time you coughed or sniffled, he would rub your back or offer you some comfort. He made sure you took all your meds and stayed hydrated, and by the end of the day, you were feeling so much better.

"I'm glad you're feeling a bit better," heeseung said, his voice gentle as he gently ran his fingers through your hair. "It broke my heart to see you feeling so unwell. Just let me know if you need anything else, okay? I'll always be here for you." —

JAY

Jay had been out running errands when you called him to say that you were feeling under the weather. Without hesitation, he rushed over to take care of you. Once there, he quickly put a cool compress on her forehead to help with her fever while he prepared your favorite chicken noodle soup. As you sat on the couch, he sat next to you and played a gentle melody on his guitar and sang quietly along, the sound of his voice and the soft notes soothing and comforting. He also ran to the pharmacy to pick up some medicine for you, and stayed by your side until you were feeling well enough to get some rest.

"Get some rest, love," Jay said, his warm hand holding yours. "I'll be right here when you wake up. I'll take care of you until you're feeling 100% again, I promise." —

JAKE

Jake had immediately left his gaming session with riki to rush over to your place, armed with a basket full of essential items he had picked up on his way there and of course Layla . He set up a warm and comfy spot for you on the couch, and spent the next few hours nursing your fever and treating you like royalty. He made soup, fetched medicine and cooled compresses for you, checked your temperature regularly, and even gave you a gentle head massage to help you relax. He made sure Layla provided some extra cuddles and puppy kisses, too. Jake stayed by your side, comforting and doting on you until you started to feel a bit better.

"Just rest, darling," Jake said, his voice gentle and loving. "I've got everything under control, and Layla and I are gonna make sure you're taken care of. So just relax and get better, alright?"—

SUNGHOON

Sunghoon knew just how to brighten your spirits a little when you were feeling under the weather. He showed up at your doorstep with a bouquet of flowers, a stack of your favorite movies and snacks, and a big smile on his face. He set up a cozy nest for you on the couch and then took over cooking duties, making sure you were properly fed and hydrated. Throughout the day, he made sure to check in on you regularly, offering words of encouragement and providing a warm shoulder to lean on.

"Chin up, pretty," Sunghoon said, his voice soft and comforting. "I know you feel like garbage, but you're gonna get through this. And I'll be here to support and take care of you until you're back on your feet again. Just rest and let me handle everything, okay?" —-

SUNOO

Sunoo arrived at your home with a bag full of essential items he had bought just for you - a new box of cough drops, a cozy blanket, a couple of your favorite snacks, and face masks. He made you a warm cup of herbal tea and spent the day with you bed rotting and watching kdramas making sure you got plenty of attention and care, and offering comfort when needed.

"Don't worry, baby," Sunoo said with a bright smile. "I've got you covered. I'll take care of everything so you can focus on getting better. And if you need anything else, just say the word, okay?"—

JUNGWON

Jungwon showed up at your doorstep with a care package in hand. He had packed everything needed for a day of rest and relaxation, from your favorite movie to warm blankets and soup. As the two of you spent the day together, Jungwon took over any housework that needed to be done, so you could focus entirely on feeling better. He kept you company and entertained with endless conversations that made you laugh uncontrollably, and when the time came, he tucked you in for a well-deserved nap.

Before you dozed off, he leaned over and kissed your forehead gently. "Sleep well, love," he whispered. "I've taken care of everything, so just relax and let your body heal. I'll be right here when you wake up." —-

NI-KI

riki had no qualms about diving into the role of caregiver, bringing with him a whole arsenal of items he thought might help you feel better - from his secret stash of candies and your favorite comfort food, to extra blankets and his plushies. He spent the day making sure you were comfortable and entertained, offering to watch movies, play games or simply snuggle up in bed together and slightly teasing you as well telling you that you looked ruff. Riki’s energy and enthusiasm were infectious, and by the end of the day, your spirits were lifted and you were feeling a bit more energized.

Riki leaned in and kissed you softly on the forehead. "You're stuck with me until you feel better, baby" he said with a playful smile. "So just rest up and let me take care of you, okay? I've got you- YOU GOT SNOT ALL OVER MY PLUSHI-" —-

Authors note: first fluff and ot7 post hope you guys liked it 🎉🩶

© xosamioo 2024 do not repost, plagiarize, or translate.

[springgirlshowers]

could you do joost x gn reader, but it’s literally just them cuddling in bed during a thunderstorm??

Monsoon Season

Pairing: Joost x GN!Reader (no pronouns used)

CW: none!

WC: 726

AN: such a cutey cute lil concept!! fun fact: i wrote this as it was storming hard as hell outside lmao

Just as you were about to send Joost a text, asking how far away he was, you heard the front door open behind.

As you sat up from your spot on the couch, you were met with Joost standing with grocery bags in his hands, absolutely drenched from the rain.

It had started storming about ten minutes ago and Joost must’ve got caught in the middle of the rain on the way back from a recording session.

“I got the stuff you said we needed for dinner.” Joost gave you an amused smile as he held up the bag.

You immediately got up and went over to him, as much as you tried not to, you giggled at a bit at his soaked state.

“Thank you.” You smiled, giving him a small kiss, “Now, I’ll put these away, you go change.” You said as you took the bags from his hands, he just nodded and kicked off his shoes, walking down the hallway into your shared bedroom to change into drier clothes.

You put the groceries into the fridge and kitchen cabinets while waiting for Joost to get finished changing.

You were already done putting everything away by the time he returned, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a green hoodie, camouflage patterns on the hood. His hair had dried a bit more, now messier.

Joost walked up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Better?” You asked, putting your hands on top of his.

“Mhm, much.” He let out a happy breath. It felt so peaceful in the apartment, the hard rain from outside with the warm light from the lamp in the living room made the perfect cozy atmosphere.

Until a flash of lightning and loud rumble of thunder struck outside, scaring and making both of you jump of you a tiny bit.

“The weather app said it’s gonna be like this for the next few days.” You sighed, turning around in his grasp.

“I guess we’ll be stuck inside for the next few days then.” He moved his hands from your waist to the sides of your face, you nearly shuddered when felt how cold his palms were.

“You’re really cold. You’re sure you feel better?”

“I could use some warming up.” He shrugged, a knowing smirk on his face. You rolled your eyes playfully, letting him take your hands and drag you into the bedroom.

You got into bed first, shuffling under the sheets while Joost followed, laying on top of you.

“I’m so tired. Today was so exhausting.” He mumbled against your chest. Joost enjoyed making music, but this feeling wasn’t uncommon for him after being at the studio for hours on end.

“How’s the album going?” You hummed, pulling the blankets up over the both of you.

“Its frustrating. Nothing is turning out the way I want it to.” He let out an annoyed sigh at the thought of it. “I’m honestly just thinking about scrapping most of the songs because of it.”

“Oh come on, you’ll get them how you want them eventually.” You frowned. “You always do.” You added, hoping it would bring some relief.

“You really think so?”

“I know so.” You ran your hands through his hair, he let out a pleased breath and wrapped his arms a little bit tighter around you in response.

Even though you didn’t have a good look at his face, you could feel his smile against your skin.

The sound of the rain hitting the window and soft thunder in the distance with the warmth of your body against his and you raking your hands through his hair made him feel the most relaxed he’s been in weeks.

It didn’t take long after for his eyelids to become droopy, eventually shutting his eyes in complete bliss.

“I was thinking dinner tomorrow could be pasta. But you might have to go back into the rain again to get the noodles.” You joked, there was no response from Joost.

“Joost?” You said softly, no response again.

Craning your neck a bit to get a better look at his face, you could see he was absolutely knocked out.

His eyes shut, lips slightly parted, face completely relaxed. You smiled to yourself, deciding maybe you could let him sleep for a little bit before you got up.

[daysofyellowroses]

noodles

carmen berzatto x reader | 1.9k | based on this absolutely adorable request from my darling @thecapricunt1616 enjoy it then i am beyond happy 💗🌼🫶🏻

It didn't matter how many times you shook the plastic stick, the little pink plus sign didn't fade. You tossed it in the trash can, where it joined three others with matching pink pluses. You couldn't really get your head around it, you'd been careful, taken things relatively slow..well, kind of. 

Things had just progressed a little quicker than you'd expected. One minute you're applying for a hostess job, thinking you probably won't even get an interview, seeing as it was a Michelin-starred hotspot, then next thing you're front and center at a fancy restaurant and spending large portions of your shift flirting with the head chef. 

It was never serious flirting, it was just silly and fun. You made flirty comments to everyone, you just particularly meant them with Carmy. He finally seemed to get the hint when you asked him upstairs after he'd dropped you home for the 10th time. 

Nothing really happened that night, you just shared a drink, cheap wine from your refrigerator, and made each other laugh with stupid jokes. You told him you meant it when you flirted, he insisted you were joking. It was only when you kissed him that he finally got the message, kissing you back with a fervor that had your head spinning in the most wonderful way. 

From there you two developed a relationship that suited you both. You were professional at work, still had some nights apart when you were both exhausted or just needed some alone time. But you had spent hours sitting on his kitchen counter watching him cook, told him stories from your past, encouraged him to tell you some stories too. You watched movies that you didn't pay full attention to, you read your book with your legs over Carm's lap, rolling your eyes with a grin when he would tease you for looking so serious. 

It was the best relationship you'd ever been in, and while you weren't sure what the future held, you were positive Carm would be a big part of it, that you two would keep going, develop your relationship.

Sure, you had thought about kids, marriage, a home together etc., but in a kind of just-for-fun-daydreamy kind of way. 

Now, one of those things was becoming a reality. It wasn't exactly how you would have planned it, you and Carm weren't even living together. Sure, you stayed at his most nights of the week and had more than a few personal belongings left there, but it wasn't the same.

It felt like moving in should have been the next step. The excitement of starting to really build a foundation together. You were just skipping ahead a step or two, apparently. 

Eventually you left the bathroom and chose to sit on your bed for a while instead. You called your doctor and made an appointment, more as a formality. Maybe it would feel more real when your doctor told you rather than seeing it on a plastic stick you'd peed on.

Once you were dressed you went to make a coffee before stopping yourself, wondering if it was ‘allowed’, even though it was so early on. You decided to play it safe, having a herbal tea instead, which you nearly choked on when your phone rang, Carmy's ID flashing up on the screen.

Did he know? How could he know?

“Hey,” You smiled as much as you could, trying to feel normal. “How are you? How is everything?”

You hoped you didn't sound too unusual or not yourself, feeling annoyingly aware of yourself.

“Hey, everything's good,” Carm replied and you felt yourself relax a little. “Just..there's been a slight change of plan for today.”

You stifled a laugh, nothing Carm could say could be a bigger change of plan than an unexpected pregnancy.

“Oh? You raised a brow, lightly tapping your nails against your cup. “What's up?”

“So, it turns out that apparently I promised Richie and Sug that I'd babysit while they have some meetings. I hate to ask when it's your day off but..could you help me?”

You couldn't help but laugh, resting your head on your head on your hand and letting out a soft sigh.

“Of course I'll help, don't worry. When do you need me?” 

An couple of hours later, you found yourself at Carmy's apartment, smiling as he opened the door looking flustered, a toddler on his hip and a doll in his hand.

“Perfect timing,” He smiled, stepping aside to let you in. “I'm outnumbered.”

“Who said I'm on your side?” You raised a brow, smiling at the little boy on Carmy's hip and gently stroked his cheek as he giggled. “I'm here to help the kids gang up on you.”

“Oh good,” Carm nodded, lightly tapping you with the doll. “Bring it on.”

You made your way to the living room, smiling as you spotted Eva on the couch, giving her a little wave.

“Hey girly girl,” You grinned, going to sit next to her. “Hope you've been keeping your uncle busy?”

“Yeah,” She giggled, leaning over to you as Carm came into the room. You leaned down, smiling as she whispered in your ear.

A half hour or so later, you went to open the living room door as there was a knock, adjusting the toddler on your hip before opening it and trying to keep a straight face as you met Carm's eyes.

“Hi, can I help you?” You asked, raising a brow.

“Uh, yeah, actually,” Carmy nodded, trying to keep a straight face. “I have an appointment, I'm a little early but..maybe you could squeeze me in?”

“Maybe,” You nodded, biting your lip softly. “Come in, follow me.”

You turned and walked further into the room, gesturing to the couch. “Take a seat.”

“Yes ma'am,” Carm nodded as you walked to the kitchen door and opened it.

“Your two o'clock is early,” You said, glancing back to Carm for a moment.. “Do you want to fit him in now?”

You nodded before turning back to Carm and gesturing to the kitchen. “She'll see you now, come through.”

You walked into the kitchen and smiled as you watched Carm walk in, the smile on his face as he spotted the makeshift beauty salon that had been set up.

“Take a seat,” Eva gestured to the seat across the counter, an adorably serious look on her face. You placed the baby into his high chair by the table, smiling as you heard Eva boss her uncle around.

“Hands in the bowl, keep them still.”

You went to the fridge, taking out a little light blue lunch box before glancing over to Carm with a smile.

“What color do you want?” Eva asked, pointing to the handful of nail polishes sitting on the counter. 

 “Hm, I'm not sure,” Carm mused, looking at the colors. “I got a big date tonight, I wanna look my best. What do you think will suit me?”

You smiled to yourself as you put the lunch box in the microwave, laughing softly as you heard Eva tell Carm to hold still.

After lunch and Carmy's nail appointment, you decided to take the kids to the park, feeling a new wave of love for your boyfriend that he made no attempt to remove the red nail polish. When you were taking the stroller to the lift, one of Carm's neighbors passed you in the hall and smiled at you and realized that it wouldn't be long before the baby in the stroller would be yours.

You brushed off the thought, trying to focus on just having a nice, fun day. As you were en route to the park, Carm asked if you could have a little detour, and you were sure the look on the kids faces when you arrived at build-a-bear would never leave you.

Carm took his nephew from the stroller and placed him on his hip before taking him to pick out a teddy, your heart swelling in your chest, moreso when Eva took your hand and asked you to help her choose.

You found yourself subconsciously placing your hand on your stomach, wondering what it would feel like to hold your own baby on your hip, feel their hand in yours, see the excitement in their eyes when they were presented with a cute little toy.

Carm's nephew had picked a bear (perhaps with a little nudge from his uncle), that ended up in a chefs uniform (that one was a total push), while Eva chose a bunny that she chose a performance outfit for. 

When you got back to Carm's, you were more than happy to chill on the couch, though you practically melted into it when Carm got a book and read to the kids (and their new toys) til they were asleep. 

“Not a bad effort,” You smiled, looking over to Carm and trying not to imagine the toddler that could be in his lap one day. “You might actually be pretty good at this whole uncle thing.”

“I might just be,” Carm grinned, reaching out to touch your hand. “Had help from the best though.”

“You're welcome,” You smiled, gently stroking his hand. “I presume that's why you're taking me on a..big date, was it?”

“Oh absolutely,” Carm nodded, looking serious for a moment before he grinned. “the biggest.”

“Hm, guess I'll have to get glammed up,” You smiled, looking over to Eva. “Maybe I'll see if I can get a last minute appointment.”

That evening, after a quick trip home to grab a change of clothes, you were back in Carmy's apartment. It felt so quiet without the kids, you found yourself putting on music just for background noise. 

When you were in the bathroom putting on your makeup, you felt a wave of nausea hit you, more out of nerves than anything else. You hoped it would leave, but before you knew it you were bent over the toilet, taking a deep breath as you waited for the inevitable.

There was a knock on the bathroom door when you were washing your hands, looking up at the mirror taking a deep breath. Even with makeup you still looked unwell. 

“Hey,” Carm smiled as you opened the door, the concern evident on his face. “Are you okay? I thought I heard..”

“I'm fine,” You nodded, taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh as the concern didn't leave his face. “I just..need to talk to you.”

You walked into the bedroom, sitting on the bed and trying to think of the right words.

“Okay,” You began. “this is..really not what I thought would happen, and I don't know how you're going to take this but..oh god..”

As you buried your head in your hands, Carm was immediately by your side, his arm around your waist. 

“Whatever it is you can tell me,” He assured you. “I promise. Just let it out, we'll handle it.”

“I'm pregnant.” You said before you could stop yourself or build it up more, lowering your hands and looking over to Carm.

“You're..wow,” Carmy nodded, rubbing his jaw. “Well, thank fuck for that. I mean, I knew, but I thought you were dumping me.”

“Wait what?” You raised a brow. “You knew? How did you know?”

“I just knew,” Carm shrugged with a smile. “I mean, I guess I hoped I was right..I know it's skipping ahead a little but..I want what we had today, all the time.”

“Can you stop being so perfect for like one day?” You rolled your eyes with a grin, resting your head on Carmy's shoulder. “Or maybe just after the big date.”

[breadbrioche]

estimated time of arrival

so mun x reader

➳summary: mun is excited to see you after being apart for so long

➳warnings: takes place early season 2, accidental confessions

➳word count: 731

➳a/n: some fluff before whatever happens in this weekend’s episode

“Who’s Y/N?” Jeokbong asked, standing idly in the middle of the shop floor of Unnie’s Noodles while the other counters were rushing around him, carrying various supplies and decorations.

“Another counter on our team.” Motak explains while setting out the table. “They went overseas to help out with dealing with the evil spirits.”

“And they’re finally coming back today!” Mun added happily while entering from the kitchen, bringing in a ladder to hang up banners.

“How are they like? You seem really excited, Mun.” Jeokbong asked, noticing how bright he got at your mention.

“That’s only because he’s had a crush on Y/N since-“ Hana began with a smirk before she was cut off by a stuttering, red faced Mun who urgently pressed a hand on her mouth to silence her.

In his embarrassed state, the boy must have forgotten all about Hana’s aversion to touch as he was instantly thrown to the ground with a loud thud, making him groan painfully.

“Good god Hana! Is this really the time for that?” Ms Chu exclaimed while helping Mun to his feet. Hana rolled her eyes at Ms Chu babying Mun before continuing her previous task.

“Can someone call Y/N and see where they are now? I still haven't gotten started on making the noodles!” Ms Chu fussed. Mun immediately offered himself to do it and excused himself from the room to go to the downstairs gym speedily, ignoring all the snickers and hushed gossiping from the others.

Dialing your number, he held it up to his ear and the call picked up in only a few rings.

“Hello?”

Mun instinctively smiled hearing your voice, even if it was a bit muffled from the phone.

“Hey, it’s me. We were wondering how far away you were now since we last called. Everyone’s really excited to see you again.”

“I am too! You don’t even know how much I missed you all. Anyways, I think I’m about half an hour away now? So not too long”

“Are you kidding? That’s way too long! Tell the driver to hurry up or something” Mun complained playfully. He heard you sigh on the other side of the phone.

“You’ve already waited a year! This should be nothing compared to that. Jeez, you’re so impatient sometimes.”

“Well that’s only because it’s been that long! Why should I wait longer than I have to so I can see you again?”

You laughed at his whining and Mun’s heart fluttered at the sound. He placed a hand on his chest, trying to calm himself down; it’s just you, he told himself. There was no need to get so nervous.

“I’ll be there soon.” You reassured him. “Maybe you could help out Ms Chu or something to help pass the time”

“Fine.” He finally gave in. “But don’t you dare be late!”

“I’ll see what I can do. But don’t blame me if there’s too much traffic!” You warned him jokingly, making Mun chuckle.

“See you soon, okay? I love you.”

The words came out so naturally that Mun hadn’t even registered what he said until a few moments passed and he was met with a shocking silence on your end. Mun gasped in realization and hung up immediately, not knowing what else to do.

He groaned frustratedly as he slapped his face, scolding himself. So Mun you’re an idiot!, he thought regretfully.

Mun had half a mind to call you back and try to explain himself but millions of thoughts ran through his mind in a second; what if you don’t feel the same? What if you find it weird? How was he ever gonna face you again?

Mun was knocked out of his spiralling thoughts when he felt his phone vibrate in his hand. The screen lit up, showing a text notification from you.

<Haha you didn’t even let me say anything>

The boy’s shoulders relax slightly, relieved that you aren’t totally mad at him. As Mun tried to decide how to respond, he saw you send another text. But upon reading it, Mun thought his heart almost exploded.

A stupid grin grew on his face while his already erratic heartbeat quickens even more as Mun rereads the text over and over to make sure it his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him.

<But i love you too lets talk when I get home 💕>

[bendycxmet]

Makeup, Makeout—Vash the Stampede

Summary: Relaxing one night with Vash leads you to wanting to do makeup on him, and leads to more than you could have hoped for.

Word Count: ~2.1k

Pairing: gn!reader x Vash the Stampede

Content: modern AU, tension, teasing, some heavy making out, makeup, overall fluff

“Yo Wolfwood, you going anywhere today?” Vash peeked into his friend’s doorway.

“Want me out for a specific reason?” inquired Wolfwood from his desk in the corner of his dimly lit room, the only light coming from his computer screen as his lithe fingers danced over the keyboard, furious clicks sounding as he shot away at the enemy team. “Playing hooky? Thought that was my job.” With a quick glance, Wolfwood glanced at his blonde roommate, fidgeting with his vermilion hoodie, shrinking into the cotton material under his gaze.

Wolfwood snickered.

“They’re coming over aren’t they?” Vash sheepishly hummed at his friend’s guess, hinting to him that his guess was right as ever. Wolfwood sighed, pausing his game and removing his headphones so that he can turn to face Vash.

“Vash, when are you two going to finally date each other? We all can only handle so much pining between you two,” he said, referencing the times he, Milly, and Meryl all shared exasperated looks at the only two in the room that didn’t realize they had feelings for each other. 

“Give me a break? I don’t even know if they like me!” Vash groaned.

Wolfwood sighed. “Yeah yeah I’ll head out tonight to the girl’s apartment upstairs and give you two lovebirds your time alone.”

Living in the same apartment building as your friend group can really come in handy sometimes. You were more comfortable living with the girls, obviously, since they cleaned up after themselves and weren’t as noisy as the boys rooming a floor away. 

“Thank you…I appreciate it. It’s been a long week for them. They just wanted to have a movie night with me. No offense to you guys.” Vash chuckled, not blaming you for wanting to avoid the others, seeing as they were more…energized in their interactions half the time.

“Don’t sweat it. Already knew. Milly and Meryl texted me earlier inviting me to theirs so we could eat out at the new noodle shop since they said they saw how restless you seemed. We all know that means they want some alone time to recharge with their favorite person…” Wolfwood insinuated, winking at Vash. “Don’t have too much fun tonight.”

~~~~~~~

“Can I give you a rocker look?”

“Huh?”

You and Vash were cuddled together on the couch, watching some seasonal movie on TV as the end of the year was finally upon you two. You felt extremely cozy, a large plush blanket covering your body, your arms wrapped around his middle, smushing your face into his shoulder as you peered up at him, his arm softly placed on your back. He could hardly take the way your eyes peered up at him. 

It had been rainy that day, thick fluffy clouds slathered across the sky, a cold that licked at your skin all day until the warmth that radiated from Vash chased away the chills you had. 

The boys’ apartment, although weirdly put together in their decorations, was welcoming. Vash’s plants lined the wall that welcomed in the sun’s rays the most, not a leaf out of place. Poorly strung lights were loosely strewn across the ceiling, illuminating the living room in a warm glow, reflecting off the group pictures hung on the walls. The sky peeking in through the blinds revealed that it was blue hour, a contrasting gloomy blue to the warm tones of Vash’s apartment. All of these components proved to be a perfect spell for you to fall asleep on his couch. You needed something to wake yourself up.

“Yanno. With makeup,” you deadpanned, as if it was the obvious answer to his bewilderment.

“But…why? We don’t have any makeup here.” Vash tilted his head to the side, looking more like a confused puppy than ever. 

“I think you got the perfect face for a rocker look.” 

You could never tell him that it’s because he was already gorgeous, you were just curious how much prettier he could be with makeup on. 

“Besides, I have my makeup on me right now.”

“...were you planning on this?” Vash teased, squeezing your sides as a toothy grin fought to crack his face. You squealed at his movements, sadly having to wrench yourself from his warmth. 

“No! Mmm… maybe… anyways! I thought it would be good practice!” With that, you got up and quickly gathered your supplies from your bag. Black eyeshadow and eyeliner, a simple look that no doubt will send you to your knees once you saw it on him. 

“Hmm, ok how should I go about this…” you looked around, first glancing to his bedroom wondering if the dingy light in the bathroom would be enough. Yet, he was much taller than you, so peering up at him would hurt your neck…

“Uhh, we could just do it right here, no? I mean, it’s comfortable,” Vash offered from where he lounged on the couch.

“I guess you’re right!” With that, you plopped yourself down. Only, you don’t know what got into you. Or how shameless you were in that moment. Well, with how you were seated in Vash’s lap, knees on either side of his legs as you rummaged around in your makeup bag.

Vash froze. He was warm before, but now he felt hot. He peered at you as you grabbed a makeup palette, opening it and looking at your options, oblivious to the effect you had on him. You were rambling about how you came across this look, seeing a tutorial online earlier in the day and feeling inspired to try it on him as the guy in the video had similar features to the man between your thighs.

“Ok, ready. Close your eyes for me,” you said, opting to use your finger for the black eyeshadow. Doesn’t need to be perfect. 

Vash rushed to close his eyes before you made eye contact, hoping you couldn’t see how wide his eyes became from your previous movements. 

You hummed as you gently swiped the pigment onto his pale complexion, perfectly content and focused with the task at hand. Vash fought to keep his breathing under control so as to not reveal how fast paced his heart was, the action proving difficult as he felt your warm breath swoop over his cheeks, the scent that is so uniquely you filling his nostrils, indicating just how close you truly were.

Vash felt you lean back, thanking the heavens he was able to get a second to clear his mind of you. This was short lived as he felt you lean back in.

“Alright, now I need you to open your eyes for me. I gotta do the eyeliner on your bottom lid.” Vash breathed, slowly opening his blue eyes to stare down at a spot on your shoulder, avoiding eye contact. 

“Heyy~ I need you to look up now.”

He looked up at the low hanging lights, choosing to focus on one bulb. You went to work again, slowly adding the eyeliner to his lower lids. You were nearly done with the second eye when a shuddering breath reached your ears. The haze in your mind from focusing on applying makeup cleared, a veil seemingly lifted from your senses. When had you gotten so close?!

Shit. Vash nearly made it through your routine, just up until you leaned impossibly closer to him. The moment the warmth radiating off your face connected with his, your chest flattening against his, he couldn’t help the staggering breath that left him. The position you two were in was becoming too intimate.

You took a deep breath before taking in the sight before you. Damn, you did a good job. The onyx pigmentation contrasted perfectly with everything that is Vash. His fair skin. His wonderfully blue eyes that were always regarding you with such kindness and reverence. He was a sight to behold. He was hot. 

Your senses were completely engulfed by Vash, your surroundings blurring. His light floral scent, his warmth that came from where you two were touching, his wet, slightly parted lips…his heaving chest… wait. What the hell is going on? 

It was finally then that you realized what you had been up to for the past five minutes. You were seated, too comfortably, in his lap. Your proximity to him could be labeled as promiscuous with how your thighs were hugging his.

“O-Ok, I think I’m done. You’re making me jealous! How dare you have better eyelashes than me. Anyway, you look really cool! Let’s go look in the mirror!” you rambled, reeling from your revelation. 

Get out. Abort. Move away, goddammit! You’re cutting it close! Your mind all but screamed at you.

You went to push away from him, but you found yourself not budging an inch. Confused, you looked down, seeing Vash’s lean arm grasping your back, keeping you close to him.

~~~~~~~

“You’re a coward.”

“Excuse you?!” screamed Vash, his words slurred as Wolfwood kept him upright on their walk home from the club.

“All that liquid courage and you didn’t make a single damn move on them?? No matter how drunk everyone in that club was, people could tell how in love you two were!” Wolfwood pressed.

The group had gone out on a chilly Saturday night, searching for a fun time, choosing to head into a local club, where they all got positively hammered. Everyone had several rounds of tequila, you and Vash taking the lead and stumbling on the dancefloor. The entire night, the remaining crew rolled their eyes at your blatant affection for one another. Your hands were around Vash’s neck, his hands protectively encircling your back as you two danced song after song, bodies closely swaying to the beat, in your own worlds until Vash had to run to the bathroom to empty the contents of his stomach. 

“We were just dancing, like everyone else!” Vash yelled.

“If only you saw it from our point of view…prove me wrong. Next time.”

“Whaa…?” 

Wolfwood breathed a sigh of relief as they entered their apartment building. 

“Next time you’re that close to them, make a move. Normal friends don’t usually get that close to each other. Time and time again.”

Although Vash was drunk out of his mind that night, he managed to catch every single one of Wolfwood’s critiques. Wolfwood’s recommendation managed to lodge itself in the recesses of his mind. 

~~~~~~~

His pupils were dilated, probably matching the way yours looked at that moment. You shuddered as his hand slowly moved up to caress the back of your head. You didn’t dare move away this time. 

Make a move. Wolfwood’s words echoed once again in his head. 

Yeah, maybe I will. With that final thought, he closed the tiny distance you had created.

Warm. That’s all you felt in that moment. You had imagined countless times what it would feel like to finally kiss him, but none of your childish fantasies lived up to this moment. His plump lips were soft as they moved against your own, pulling gasps and full-body shivers from you. He angled both your heads, deepening the kiss. He groaned at your reciprocation, the arm around your waist squeezing you tighter against him, unknowingly brushing you against his hips. Your arms went to hug his shoulders at the same time his hand came up to carefully cradle your jaw, his thumb swiping across your cheekbones. You were panting into his mouth at this point, all oxygen leaving your body at the deep kisses he was giving you, his tongue swiping across your bottom lip as a heads up before delving in to explore and get to know a new part of you.

He’s gonna be the death of you.

He hoped you could understand him. In the kisses he gave you, he hoped you could hear his confessions of love and admiration he has harbored for you, his apologies for taking so long to give them to you. One day, he would say them out loud. Not today, though. What you both needed at this moment was each other’s physical presence finally molding and mixing together. 

~~~~~~~

3am. That’s gotta be enough time for those lovebirds. Wolfwood sleepily pondered, key turning in the lock to his shared apartment. 

"Let us know how they are! They haven’t responded to our texts for awhile now. That’s gotta mean something!" The girls’ voice rang in the back of his head. Crossing the threshold, Wolfwood’s eyes immediately fell on the pair on the couch. 

He snickered. You were in a peculiar position, arms and legs wrapped around Vash’s hips and waist, your sleeping face tucked into his neck, soft, even breaths occasionally blowing against the blonde’s skin. It was as if your unconscious body was unwilling to let go of Vash now that you finally had him. Your head failed to cover the circular bruises littered on Vash’s neck, your own neck mirroring his.

Vash shyly met Wolfwood’s eyes. Although the room was dimly lit, Wolfwood could see Vash’s face had been beet red.

“You two really are idiots.”

A/N: thx for reading! everything is crossposted on my ao3

masterlist

divider by saradika

[cybrpwup]

ꜱɪᴄᴋ || ʏᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Yumi x reader !

content warnings; none summary; yumi is sick :( Requested?; no

"Helloo" I open the door to the group house and step inside. The house seemed still and everything was silent. usually the boys were up and about and definitely never this quiet. "Blake?" I call out once more and hear a very quiet groan coming from up the stairs.I climb the stairs and approach the door and knock lightly and another groan comes from the other side of the door, "Blake?" I open the door and see my boyfriend bundled up in his covers. I almost couldn't tell he was there he was almost completely covered in blankets, only his faced poked out from underneath. "Oh my god, Blake it's... " I glance at the time on my phone, "1:00 pm, you need to get out of bed" I pester him and he just groans again. "Blake, don't ignore me" stepping closer to him I can see his cheeks are red and his forhead glistens with sweat. "Oh no..." I reach my arm towards him and feel his forehead with the back of my hand, "You're sick, why didn't you tell me?"He shifts to sit up, "sorry I didn't wanna bother you, I knew you'd wanna take care of me" I squint my eyes at him, "damn right I would, wait here" I walk out quickly and hear him sigh.

I enter the kitchen and look in the cupboards, "yes! perfect" I grin and grab a can of chicken noodle soup from off the shelf. Fortunately I know the kitchen like the back of my hand, and I locate a can opener and a small pot.Once I'm done making the soup I bring it into the bedroom, I also brought with me cold medicine. "Sit up I made you soup" he looks over at me and smiles, "thanks." he laughs and reaches for the bowl but I grab it away "baby no, you don't need to feed yourself" I flash a grin and bring the spoon to his mouth. "Y/n I'm not a child, I can feed myself" his voice sounded raspy due to his nose being plugged.

"You're sick, just relax" I pout and he sighs, bringing his mouth to the spoon and eating the warm soup. "See that wasn't so bad" I giggle and ruffle his hair already very messy hair."so where is everyone? they left you here sick and alone." I pouted my bottom lip as I slid his hair off his forehead and placed a kiss. "Nick, Larry and Tanner are vlogging I think and Isaac is probably in his room." He answered Once he's done eating all of the soup I give him medicine and get a warm cloth to put on his head. "Ok get some rest, the sooner you feel better the sooner we can cuddle again".

--

Yumi had been tossing and turning in bed for an hour and I couldn't watch him roll around anymore. I had been sitting at his desk watching over him. I walk over to his bed and look down at his face. Even though he looked uncomfortable he still looked really cute. He was so pretty.I lift the covers and crawl in beside him before he can object. He makes a startled noise and I wrap my arms around him, aswell as my legs around his. "Y/n you're gonna get sick" he tries to pull away but I hold onto him, "if you get me sick you can take care of me" I mutter into his chest and he finally wraps his arms around me. "Ok but don't say I didn't warn you" I can hear his smile and I run my fingers through the back of his fluffy hair, as he pulls me into a fervent kiss, long and full of emotion making us smile against each other before pulling away as he softly drags his thumb against my bottom lip.

He opened his mouth to say something but was quickly cut off by a knock at his door; The boys had come back home. Yumi got up from his spot with a groan and opened the door. I stood up after him, standing behind the door listening to Isaac say something about a capybara. I peeked my head around the door to see Larry holding up a t-shirt with a sloth on it only for Yumi to proceed to rip the shirt in half, "oh my. . ." I finally spoke, stepping out of the doorway and finally being noticed by the other guys "Y/n!" Nick pointed the camera at you "I'm sorry we didn't mean to disturb" He teased and the others joined in. "Grow up, idiots." I shot back, feeling Yumi squeeze my hand; he wanted to go back to bed. I turn to him for a moment, silently letting him know he can go back in and I'll be right behind him, "Wait before you go, Y/n," Larry runs down the stairs before quickly climbing back up them with a stuffed shark, "this guy is for you." He holds it out to me like it's a ring and he's just proposed, "oh shit, thanks. hes so cute i love him." I hold him in front of my face before pulling it into my chest. eventually I return to the room after telling everyone to quiet down and let my beloved sleep. he reaches out his arms and make grabby hands at me, I comes closer and he pulls me down on him. I throw the plush behind him and wrap my arms around his middle. He places a kiss on my forehead as i rest my head on his chest. "Once you're feeling better we should do something" I suggest running my fingers through his brown curly hair, he hums in response sleepily and we lay in silence, though it wasn't too late I knew he needed the sleep.His breathing gets slower after a while of laying together. He's fallen asleep, so I switch off the TV, that had been playing SpongeBob, and kiss the top of his head, smiling at his sleeping form. Pulling out my phone I take a picture of him laying on me since it was really cute. Eventually, my eyes begin drooping and my head is harder to keep held up so I put down my phone beside me, Yumi squeezes me slightly and soon I fall asleep too.

[lyriumrain]

A cosy/no-obligations game I played recently is SUMMERHOUSE (on steam, sadly not on switch). Very simple premise: use the provided objects to build anything you want in 4 different scenes. Review under the cut. The tl;dr is: I love it a lot :) It's a small scale game that nails what it set out to do.

There's 4 different scenes to build on, with space to the left and right so you're not stuck in one spot. You're limited to a front-on view, but that's fun because you don't have to worry about what the objects look like from the back - although I would personally call it 2.5D because when you move to the sides you can see a little bit of the depth. You can move the objects forward, backwards, up and down, and flip them horizontally.

Cons: Honestly there's very little to critique. It's a small game with a specific goal, and I think it's absolutely outstanding. There are minor issues I have with it, but remember that these are just my own hang ups and what I'd like to see fixed or handled differently:

The range of objects is limited. I consider this a pro and a con, because the limited variety forces you to be creative. But there is a clear preference for stores/street objects when I personally would have liked more personal/household items.

The range of movement and control you have over objects is sometimes very frustrating. Clipping is something that is necessary for this game to work, I understand and appreciate that, but randomly the game will decide that you're not allowed to clip some items, with them refusing to go exactly where you want. Not everyone will have this issue, so take that with a grain of salt. I personally would prefer more direct control and the ability to place things closer and further away.

You cannot move an item once it is placed, you have to delete it and replace it.

Pros: The important part! I love this game. This to me is the definition of a cosy game.

You can choose between night, day, and rain. You can turn off the UI.

The music is delightfully subtle and unobtrusive, same with ambience sounds.

Through achievements you can unlock people/animals that are attached to certain objects

You can replay your build process

There's 20 save slots

The scenes are all long enough to fit multiple builds

You can turn off the pixel filter

Like I said before, there's a limited gallery of objects, but it exercises your creativity and it's not overwhelming.

I spent 7 hours on my first "playthrough" - if you're someone who loves to noodle around with building and just wants a calm, relaxing way to pass the time, then you'll love Summerhouse.

[wormdevourer]

little Boothill oneshot I got inspo for randomly,, enjoy :)

𝙱𝙾𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙻 - 𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝚉𝚈 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃

“Remember to aim for the heart!”

warnings: none | fluff

Boothill wasn’t the type to be overly clingy - that was, until you got a new job and could only spend limited time with him at home. He missed you during the days, the times that you usually spent together. The long hours that dragged by without you were like torture - he just wanted you close all day. Occasionally, he’d accept those regular dangerous missions from which his profit derived from, and those helped to take his mind off of things.

One night, you came home from work at around six in the evening, tired from the day’s stresses. Tossing your shoes into the cubby and stepping into the kitchen with a heavy sigh, you set out some water to boil for dinner.

As you stood there in the lonely, dim kitchen, waiting for the water to boil, you suddenly felt arms around your waist. Nearly jumping out of your skin at the touch, you whipped around to see Boothill clinging to you, his face nuzzled into the back of your neck.

“…I missed ya.”

His voice is low and uncharacteristically soft…he’s being sweet.

“Aww…I missed you too, Boothill~” You giggled and smiled at him, adding in some noodles to the pot ahead of you.

“Whatcha makin’…?” He asked curiously, tilting his head slightly - which made his soft white hair spill over your shoulders.

“Spaghetti for dinner, love,” you replied, feeling his grip on you tighten slightly, “does that sound good?”

He nods, nuzzling his face back into the nape of your neck.

“Sounds delicious, darlin’…and I’m starvin’.”

“Heh, sorry I was a little late…work kept me, as usual.”

He hums faintly against your neck, hearing the soft hiss of the water boiling. You stir the pasta and finish up cooking while he clings to you, before turning back to him.

“Dinner’s ready…can you let go, please, love?” You asked softly, not wanting to hurt his feelings. He reluctantly let go of you, but not before placing a soft kiss on your forehead. The two of you sat beside each other at the kitchen table, as you listened to Boothill ramble about his day. He was so cute like this - talking animatedly, excited to see you again…it made you feel so loved.

“Sounds like you had an okay day without me, hm? I’m glad - I can’t stand the thought of you at home, missing me all day…” you chuckled once he was done with his rambling, seeing his happy smile as he looked at you.

“I mean, I still missed ya lots, sugar, but I survived…mostly~” …so cute.

You two spent a couple hours chatting and relaxing together before getting ready for bed, and then, when you came back in to your shared bedroom…

…Boothill was snuggled up in a ball underneath the soft blankets, wearing his comfy pajamas with his white hair pooled out around him. His eyes were closed, and he was completely unaware of your presence. He looked so relaxed, and so adorable. You couldn’t help but to stare for a moment…he’s just too precious.

“…darlin’? you’re back?” He called quietly, sitting up and glancing at you, “c’mere~”

You wasted no time rushing over, shutting the lights off, and snuggling into bed with him. A soft giggle escapes you as he wraps his arms around you, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. Despite his metal body, he was actually quite warm - after all, he had an internal heater to keep his temperature regulated.

“Hm…this is what I’ve been looking forward to all day…~” you mumbled absentmindedly, smiling up at him as you ran your fingers through his soft hair.

“Yeah…me too, sugar. Me too,” he hummed lowly, pulling the blankets over you both. He absolutely loved your cuddles and warmth - it made him feel more human than anything else could. He loved these sweet nights with you, the sound of your voice so relaxed, and warmth of your body close to his…he loved you.

“Hey,” you began, meeting his gaze with yours, “I’m taking the day off tomorrow, sweetheart…to spend it all with you.”

His face instantly lit up at that - he looked so overjoyed. “Really, sugar?!” Once you nodded at him, he practically pounced on you, hugging you tightly against his chest.

“Sugar, I can’t fudgin’ wait!~” Aww, he sounded so happy… “I’ve been plannin’ a day of fun for us just in case! I’ll bring ya on a mission if ya want, an’ we can relax ta’gether, an’-“ you cut him off by cupping his face in your hands, smiling sweetly at him.

“Of course, sweetheart, I’d love that. I’m glad you’re so excited - it’s cute~” as you said that, his cheeks were tinged a light pink.

“C-cute…? Am I really, sugar…?”

(do not repost / steal / translate to any other sites !!)

[genderfluid-insomniac]

Prompt: A finds one of those foam noodle things you play with in the pool while shopping with their partner, and A challenges B to a noodle duel. (Sun Wukong x reader)

MK had decided that you all should have a day at the beach to relax because of everything that’s happened in the past year with all the world/universe-threatening events plaguing the city. You had been issues with the job of gathering floaties and pool noodles (ironically something he couldn’t do what with organizing the entire thing) for people who couldn’t swim all that well or at all. A few people ultimately didn’t swim that great who were getting tips from Sandy who was fittingly enough a swim coach and lifeguard certified (hell you wouldn’t be surprised if he was also trained in first aid or CPR).

So here you were strolling down the aisles of Target for pool/beach supplies with your cart weighed down a fair amount by your companion. You had invited him to come with you since he’s kind of a shut in with social anxiety and you wanted company, totally not because you had said he wouldn’t last half an hour in public. “Wukong can you get out of the damn cart?! You’re so heavy and I don’t have supernatural strength.” He groaned loudly and squirmed around so the Monkey King was now facing you, his tail whipping around with irritation clear on his face.

“If it were up to me, I’d still be on my beautiful mountain with the rest of my family but no you had to use my pride and arrogance against me-” Interrupting him, you turned your head and lit up when you saw the aisle you were looking for. “Yeah you’ve had hundreds of years to work on that so don’t blame me. Also you actually do need to get out so we can fill the cart.” There was a reason you’d gotten a cart and not a basket since you’d be getting only a few things but they’d be sizable, some grumbling could be heard in the background and what sounding like your voice being mocked.

You began to walk toward a shelf containing inflatable tubes and rafts of all different colors, grabbing a few and putting them into the cart when you hit on the back with a foam rod. “What are you-” Turning around to see Sun holding a pool noodle in hand and tossing one to you, narrowing his eyes in a silent dare for you to pick it up and there was only one answer you could give back. You picked it up and took a defensive stance, rushing at him suddenly and swiping your foam tube at him. “Ha, gotta do better than that.”

The training you had was nothing and the aisle wasn’t that big so you could only go forward and backward, using the cart as a barrier and keeping it close to you. Ducking to avoid a thrust of his “sword” and perry to the best of your ability, quietly squeaking when the celestial primate jumped up onto the railing of the cart and tore the pool noodle out of your hand. “Fine. I give.” You put your hands in the air jokingly and rolled your eyes. Confused when he waved his hands like he was expecting more and groaned. “And fine you can ride in the cart! Get in, Wukong.” Smug bastard.

[zorosleftshoe]

Can you do one where reader & Colby are travelling and reader can't fall asleep and Colby helps her fall asleep?

Of course!

Pairing: Colby Brock x reader

Warnings: one swear word

The snow came down furiously outside as I wrapped my arms tightly around my middle. The atmosphere of the cozy cabin that Colby and I had escaped away to for the weekend doing little to ease the worry that clouded my mind and blurred my judgement. Colby stood with his back to me as he hummed what sounded like a melodious tune. My heart fluttered at the sound. So warm and inviting.

The forecast had called for a nasty blizzard but Colby had been determined to not let it ruin our anniversary weekend. “Blizzard be damned” he had said. The smell of fettuccine floated through the air reminding me of the scenes in those movies where the steam hugs your nostrils and I giggle lightly causing Colby to turn his attention towards me.

“What’s got you so tickled, my love?” I turn away from the threatening snow and make my way towards the man I love before wrapping my arms tightly around his middle and resting my head between his shoulder blades. “Just the aroma of the food. I had a silly thought.” He rubs my arm gently before digging in his pocket for a moment and finally pulling out a shiny penny. “Penny for your thoughts?” I take the penny from between his fingers and press it between my own before kissing his cheek lightly.

Colby had noticed not long after we started dating that occasionally my mind would drift. Much to his dismay, he often had no clue in telling where it had gone, which led to what he called ‘the penny method’. He began to carry around shiny pennies in his pocket and when I got that distant look in my eye he would pull one out and ask the infamous question, “penny for your thoughts?”

I smile at the memory before releasing my grip on him and twirling around. The sweet melody of “Sign Your Name” begins to play from the radio that resides in the corner of the room and I outreach my hand towards the tall brunette boy.

“May I have this dance?” A blush creeps onto his cheeks as he throws the towel that was slung on his shoulder onto the counter and takes my hand. “I’d rather be in hell, with you Baby, than in cool Heaven,” I serenade him softly as we spin around the room holding tightly to one another. “Can I say I want you to be my lady?” Colby let’s out a roaring laugh before dipping me.

“I love you.” He lifts me upright as his hand moves from my waist to rest against my neck just right so his thumb can caress the line of my jaw. “So much.” Without another word I lean forward and catch his lips in a sweet kiss. He taste of cream and honey. Cream from the sauce he had been previously cooking and honey from chapstick he had snuck from my purse when I wasn’t looking. I inhale deeply and relax into his touch. He reluctantly pulls away as the smell of burning noodles hits our nostrils. “Shit!”

The rest of the night is spent cuddled up next to one another watching a variety of movies. From Terminator to Beauty and the Beast. As the last movie is ending I begrudgingly glance towards the patio doors and notice how the snow is piling up. My heart begins to race at the sight and I turn to Colby who is already passed out on the couch. Not wanting to wake him up, I grab an extra blanket and use it to cover Colby up before moving to the bedroom.

I toss and turn for what seems like hours. With a heavy sigh I toss the blanket off my bare legs and make my way to the living room where Colby is still sleeping. He stirs lightly when I kneel in front of him but doesn’t wake up.

“Colby.” I say softly poking his shoulder. “Please wake up. I need you.” He mumbled something incoherent and I groan. “Colby!” He jolts awake at the sudden sound and looks around frantically before meeting my eyes.

“Baby! What’s wrong?” His face was covered in a sheet of worry as he held tightly to my hands.

“I can’t sleep.” He relaxed under my gaze and pulled me into his side before covering us up. He began to lightly sing “time after time” knowing it was one of my favorite ballads and soon my eyelids were dropping as his fingers tangled carelessly in my hair.

“I love you.” Whispered so softly I almost missed it as I drifted off into a peaceful slumber cuddled up into the side of the man I love.

[a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all]

Surprise!

Fandom: DC, The Suicide Squad, Rick Flag

Summary: Rick loves sneaking up and scaring you when you least expect it. But turn about is fair play….

Word Count: 1371

(Fic is 100% inspired by this GIF)

You loved your boyfriend, but sometimes he could be a real jerk. Lately, Rick had gotten it into his head that his new favorite thing to do was to scare you. Well, more like surprise you. He would wait until you were coming out of the bedroom or walking down the hall, then he would use his Special Force stealth training to sneak up behind you and kiss your cheek, causing you to jump nearly through the ceiling. Or he would get home early from a mission and slide his arms around your waist while you were doing dishes, resulting in more than one broken glass. Or his latest endeavor had been tapping on your car window while you were checking emails on your phone, leading to you glaring back at his delighted face.

But the final straw came when you had arrived home after a really rough day at work. Throwing your keys onto the counter, you start searching through the refrigerator for any leftovers that might have been forgotten. You found an old container of Chinese food that still looked edible, so you grabbed a fork and started walking to the bedroom.

“Welcome home, darlin’.”

You jumped a foot into the air as you lost your grip on the container of food, shrimp and noodles spilling across the floor. You glared at the relaxed, grinning form of your boyfriend splayed out on the couch with a beer in his hand.

“Damn it, Rick! How many times do I have to tell you not to scare me like that! Now what I’m I supposed to eat?”

Rick held up his hands in self-defense. “Hey, I’ve been laying here for the past twenty minutes. It’s not my fault you’re not very observant. Besides, that stuff had been in there for over a week. I did you a favor.”

“You could have at least cleared your throat or given me some sort of sign you were there. We’ve talked about this!”

“I know, but you keep giving me the perfect opportunities. How am I supposed to just pass that up?”

You crossed your arms in annoyance. “Well, how would you like it if I scared you like that?”

He chuckled as he took another sip of his beer. “You could try, but I don’t get scared. Plus, I’ve been trained too well to let you get the drop on me.”

“Well, we’ll just see about that!” Turning around in a huff, you stormed off to the bedroom with Rick’s snickering following you down the hall.

For the first few days after the challenge had been issued, Rick was extra on edge, coiled like a spring just waiting for you to try something. But you were no idiot. You knew that if you wanted even the slightest chance to scare Rick, you needed to bide your time and wait until it wasn’t on the forefront of his mind. And slowly but surely, Rick began to relax again. He was no longer peeking around corners or entering a room as if scanning for armed gunmen. But it wasn’t until three weeks later that you finally got your perfect opportunity.

Your boss had given everyone an unexpected half-day so the IT Department could install updates on the office computers. This meant that you arrived back at the apartment early, but you didn’t think much of it until you opened the door and heard the shower running. A smile slowly stretched across your lips. Rick was expecting to have the apartment to himself for at least another four hours which meant…..

You heard the shower turn off and you quickly dove behind the couch, phone at the ready. There was no way you were going to miss the opportunity to catch this on film. You listened as the bathroom door opened and Rick’s feet padded down the hallway. Just as it sounded like he was at the edge of the living room, you burst up from your hiding spot and yelled, “Boo!”

It was even better than you had hoped. Rick was wearing nothing but his multicolored towel wrapped loosely around his waist. As you popped up, he jolted wildly, arms flailing and a surprisingly high-pitched scream coming from his lips. “Ahhh!!!...... Fuck!”

At this point, you were bent over, cackling in triumph and joy. You glanced up and were happy to see a small smile on Rick’s face.

“What? You think that was funny? Well, you got me good.”

Tears streaming from your eyes, you managed to choke out, “Oh my god! I’m sending this to everyone! Wait until Harley sees it! She’ll never show you any respect ever again! And DuBois! Has your old military buddy ever heard you screech like that?”

“Don’t. You. Dare.” Rick growled, but you could still see the twinkle in his eyes. He rushed over and tried to grab the phone from your hands, but you dodged, twirling just out of his reach. A wide shit-eating grin spread across your face as you hit the send button and then tossed Rick the phone. “Here you go!”

He stared dumbfounded at your phone now in his hand. “I can’t believe you just did that.”

A small ding could be heard as Rick’s phone alerted him to a new message. Picking it up off the counter where he had left it charging, he glanced at the screen and then rolled his eyes in your direction. Turning it to face you, you could see the video you had just sent him with the bold message “GOT YOU” right above it.

“We both know you were going to try to downplay the fact I actually scared you. Just say you were startled, or your instincts kicked in. So, I wanted to make sure you saw the proof because there’s no denying that! I got the drop on and scared the great Rick Flag!” You smugly crossed your arms over your chest, daring him to refute the evidence.

Rick sighed sadly. “No, you’re right, darlin’. A man’s got to know when he’s been beaten. You scared me.”

You walked over and wrapped your arms around his neck. “That’s right I did. Doesn’t feel so good, does it?”

“No. I understand why it bothers you. I’m sorry, and I’ll stop.”

“Thank you, babe. That’s all that I ask.”

Rick ducked his head so it hovered just a few inches above yours. “You know…. That could have been pretty dangerous. I am a highly trained soldier. If I had my gun on me, I might have seriously hurt you.”

“I thought about that, but I figured the chances of you having your gun just after coming out of the shower were very low. And it’s not like you could really hide it in that towel.” You leaned in closer to kiss him, but something stopped you. Trying to hide your smirk, you said, “Well, maybe I was wrong…. It seems like you’re packing something under there.”

Blushing slightly, Rick murmured, “Wouldn’t you like to find out?” He closed the distance between you as his lips crushed into yours. You ran one hand through the damp hair on the back of his head as the other hand ran along the top of the towel, right where the material met his skin. Just as your hand started to ease it lower, Rick’s work phone began to ring. He sighed annoyedly as he stepped away from you to grab it. Growling at the terrible timing, he answered, “Flag here.”

“Oh. My. God.” You could hear Harley’s voice squeaking through the phone even without it being on speaker. “I can’t believe she did it! She got you so good!.... And speaking of so good, I really like what I’m seeing here, Colonel. How ‘bout you wear just that towel on the next mission?”

Rick glared daggers at you as you shrugged sheepishly. “I might have sent it to a few other people besides just you.”

Hanging up the phone, Rick took a few steps towards you, a mischievous look in his eyes. “Oh, you are so dead.” You squealed as you rushed down the hall towards the bedroom, Rick close on your heels as he slammed the door behind him, his towel dropping to the floor.

[melodyswishes]

Hey you. Yes you. Want random context about oc x cannon things? Well I’ve made many things just now out of boredom while my art block is getting on my nerves. Enjoy this random lore I thought in my head, Regarding the Lego monkie kid show. Enjoy. And if not here for these type of content, Then please scroll on. Or simply leave.

The moon base.

Chang’e resides here with Lina. Earning Lina to roam freely around here and explore. Whenever Lina would stumble upon things she would scramble to something chaotic with it a bit before cleaning it up and continuing on. However in her point of view, This is a lovely idea of her relaxing in the moon base. And since cooking with Chang’e was a cooking show lina has picked up a few cooking tips here and there appearing on the show a couple of rare times. Either in the background help prepping the ingredients or washing the dishes quick and easy for Chang’e.

If you didn’t (which you really didn’t) know about lina is that she has a little tiny robot bunny that follows her around now after season 3.

The mech bunny is Lina’s companion as a little digital pet. Since Chang’e didn’t know what to do with the fella after Mk shrunk the poor bunny, She rewarded Lina from her good deeds by gifting her the mech bunny. Having Lina to decide she would name that very mech bunny Chi-Chi.

Sometimes Mei would see lina carry the lil dude around and ask if she could pet it, Only to be met with metal. Forgetting that the mech bunny is metal and wires instead of fluffiness like people would expect.

“At least it was cute though.. But I wonder if I could have one of those!!” -Mei (not cannon quote)

Outside of the moon base

Lina goes to pigsy’s noodles to get a quick snack and probably hang out around the gang for a spare couple of hours before heading back to the moon base. It’s either pigsy sometimes not recognizing Lina since she’s often not really around as much in season 1-2 due to Chang’e asking for quick errands but season 3-? is when Lina is really committed to know what the heck is going on nowadays.

Sometime around when the emperor had fallen from his place, Lina oddly felt a similar heart pulse around Mk, Macaque, Wukong and nezha. Lina shares a deep connection with feeling chang’e emotions rarely at times. Even including what she feels and it applies to Lina as well.

Lina has often hanged around the gang and picked up a few things from each and every one of them. Mk, His small sudden clumsiness when in situations that are clearly dangerous. Mei’s confidence for getting the things she wants to know out of people. Pigsy’s common logic in situations that are dangerous, Hence from around the time back in season one when mk called himself INVINCIBLE! On the same day he got his invincibility taken away on the same day (lol.)

Sandy’s calm, Cheerful manners to situations even not resorting to violence sometimes even if it’s not that serious. There would be some way to try and get past the situation from that point. Tang’s knowledge for many things even if so going full on dork on explaining a whole chapter to everyone to know about the information for one tiny thing. You’d say that Lina kinda is the same like tang. Going on about his knowledge for things like she goes off telling about her knowledge about the moon goddess, Chang’e.

Other characters

Aria is a polite older woman than Lina. About 4 years older if you’d know, And is friends with redson about things. Apart from her being snobby at some times, Aria means well from things. I can imagine Aria became friends with redson by sharing relatable things with him at times. But this will not form a relationship between the two as they will continue to be friends only.

I can imagine as a gift of redson being close friends with Aria, Aria is rewarded by her very own harp design. Aria plays the flute but never the harp. So this was difficult for her at first, But soon later on she’d get use to it and practically helps healing the crew with her sounds of her harp strings being played gently.

Aria is rarely around them. If anything when Lina and Aria met, They clicked together like a friendship bracelet. With a little help of Lina constantly gifting her with things that Lina shouldn’t have— Lina has a special curse of talking to random people without even knowing them for a long time. I’ll talk about Lina and Aria’s relationship in a little while ahead, I wouldn’t wanna give away too much information now would I?

Until then, IM GONE! (I did this last night and assume that I fell asleep after typing this.)

[oscurascout]

Y/N As A Doublegänger

From That's Not My Neighbor game

Part 2 (Part 1, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11)

I started eating while watching some opera on TV. To be honest, the meal wasn't bad; it was pretty filling. I looked at the time and saw that it was midnight. “I should go to sleep; after all, I have work tomorrow. Wait, where did I work again? Oh, right, an office. Maybe after receiving my paycheck, I could go grocery shopping,” I thought as I cleaned up everything and headed towards the bedroom. I changed clothes, got into bed, and went to sleep.

I woke up to a dreadful sound that was so annoying and wouldn't shut up. I opened my eyes and looked for the source of the sound. I glanced at the clock on the night table and noticed that it was the thing making the horrible noise.

“Okay, how do I shut you up?” I said as the beeping continued. I examined the clock carefully and noticed a button. I pressed it, and the sound stopped.

“Okay, so that's the button to shut this thing up. I don't know how Y/N was able to survive that dreadful noise,” I thought as I started to get ready for work.

I made sure to pocket the key after closing the door. I couldn't eat anything for breakfast since I didn't have the appetite for another cup of instant noodles. “Maybe with the money I found, I'll be able to buy something to eat,” I thought as I made sure to have my papers and everything correct. “Hopefully today, I don't get caught. I want to continue living this life,” I thought as I got into the elevator and went down.

I relaxed myself and walked towards the exit with my papers. Suddenly, I heard someone calling out for Y/N, or rather, my name now. I turned around and saw the doorman walking towards me. I started to freak out but didn't show it. The doorman got close to me and smiled.

Doorman - “Hey, Y/N, already heading to work? Also you ok? I didn't see you yesterday morning so I was a little sad”

I only nodded, “Y/N usually doesn't answer personal things so I guess this is a good answer” I thought as I saw them smile, they then gave me a pat on the shoulder.

Doorman - “Alright, seems your good but make sure not to work so much. You need a break or two.”

“I could say the same for you,” I said without thinking and quickly quieted myself. “Oh crap! I shouldn't have said that! Y/N would never say that!” I panicked internally, yet I was not expecting the doorman to start laughing.

Doorman - *calming down* “I'm glad to see that you are getting used to me. Usually, you would only ignore me, but this change is good for you. *sighs* But yeah, a break would be nice for both of us. Well, let's get to work. Hope to see you early today and not at midnight like Francis.”

“Who's Francis?” I thought and only nodded at them. “Well, have a nice day,” I said and walked away.

As I walked towards "my" workplace, I started to wonder how and since when the doorman knew Y/N. Suddenly, I smelled something delicious and immediately headed towards the source - a coffee shop. I entered and bought a light breakfast. “Good, now I just need to worry about tomorrow,” I thought as I continued my walk.

I arrived at my workplace. “Okay, just act normal. You can do it. I have already done this once; I can do it again,” I thought as I entered the office, went to my work floor, sat down at my desk, and started working.

Hours passed, and everything was going well. I had managed to be like Y/N the entire time and was making good progress. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around, and it was the team manager.

Team Manager - “Hey, Y/N. I appreciate that you always stay this late to work, but now it's time to go home.”

I looked out the window, and it was already night. I nodded, and the team manager left after saying a quick 'Goodbye.' I looked at the clock and noticed that it was almost 11. I stood up, grabbed my things, and headed out.

“Well, today went well, but I should probably start leaving early so that the doorman doesn't have to stay out late too,” I thought as I walked towards the apartment building. Once I got there, I started to mentally prepare myself. “I can do it. I've already gotten inside once; I can do it again,” I thought as I took out my papers.

It was the same as yesterday - the doorman checked my papers very carefully, and after making sure, he let me in. I entered and let out a sigh of relief. Then, I heard the door to the office open. I turned around and saw the doorman with their things.

Doorman - “Hey, Y/N, how was work?”

“Good, what about yours?” I asked, hoping they wouldn't discover me.

Doorman - *sighs* “It was a bit hard - more doppelgängers than usual. Actually, one told me something interesting.”

That caught my attention. “Like what?” I asked, a little anxious.

Doorman - “Well, actually, it didn't tell me. More like it yelled at me. They said, *mimicking the doublegänger's “voice”* 'You had let one of us in, so how come I can't get in!' *thinking* But I haven't let in any doppelgängers, since no one has died. So what did it mean?”

I was nervous at this point. My kin knew that I was inside, and I started to grow more paranoid, which unfortunately the doorman noticed.

Doorman - *smiling* “Hey buddy, don't worry about it. I bet that doppelgänger was just trying to make the whole building suspicious about each other. That's why you can't tell anyone else, okay? I only told you because I needed to get it off my chest and because I know that you won't tell anyone else.”

“Yeah, thanks for trusting me,” I said and relaxed. I noticed that the doorman looked at my head. I didn't understand why. “Do I have something in my hair?” I asked. They looked at me in the eyes and smiled.

Doorman - “No, nothing. Don't worry about it. Well, let's go to our rooms. Tomorrow is a workday again.”

I nodded, and we both headed towards our floors.

[addisonstars]

“we belong in sunshine”

written for day 15 of august for @wolfstarmicrofic with the prompt “warm”

648 words!

“Moons, come on!” Sirius shouted, from the depths of the pool they had in their backyard. Remus was quite content to Sirius’s dismay to just sit on their patio and read one of his books.

“Come on! It feels so good in the water today!” Sirius shouts again, really trying to get Remus to come in.

Remus rolls his eyes, but shuts his book and takes off his pants, climbing into the pool with just his boxers. He’s too lazy to go get his swim trunks on.

Sirius smiles when he sees Remus come on in, he loves it when the two of them can swim together. Remus comes over to him and they start to float around in the pool, talking about their days, gossiping and laughing and just enjoying each other’s presence.

I love him. Remus thinks. And Sirius knows that, as evident by the wedding bands and the many tattoos dedicated to Sirius on Remus, and visa/versa. Sirius is just everything that Remus could ever wish for, and he loves him.

After what felt like hours, the sun starts to make its descent. “I should probably get dinner started.” Remus states, starting to get a bit hungry.

“Mmm yeah, that sounds good. What was the plan for tonight?” He says, swirling the water around him with his fingers.

“I think it was lasagna, and I was gonna cook up some garlic bread to go with it.” Remus pauses for a moment then swears. “Merlin, I should have got out sooner,” Remus says as he climbs out, shaking off. “I have to get out everything and cook meat and the noodles and then the whole thing has to cook, and-“

Sirius cuts him off, interjecting. “Hey if we don’t have enough time for that, unless we eat later which is fine by me, then we always have leftovers or takeout. I made that soup the other day yeah?”

Remus thinks for a second and visibly relaxes, the speaks “I’m not going to be upset if we eat later.”

“Me neither, so let’s do that,” Sirius says, smiling.

“‘kay.” Remus says, as Sirius climbs out. And for the second time today, Remus can’t stop staring at his handsome husband.

The way the warm light shines on his skin, the curves of his torso and arse highly attractive to Remus, and the softly fading sun highlighting his tattoos is utterly gorgeous.

His favorite one by far is the Remus John Lupin-Black sitting at the crest of his collarbones, at the center of his chest with the moon phases tattooed right underneath his name. There’s a little heart right above his name too.

And there are so many other ones on Sirius that Remus could stare at for hours, even if it would classify him a creep. But he stares anyways.

“Whatcha looking at Moons.” Sirius interrupts him out of his dream-like state. “Me? It’s ‘cause I’m just sooo pretty look at isn’t it yeah?” with a smirk in his voice.

“You wish,” Remus lies.

Sirius scoffs, slapping Remus’s arse playful for lying.

“Hey! I’m cooking dinner tonight, and I’m not afraid to screw it all up by trying to make enough for just me so you can’t eat dinner. Watch yourself mate.”

Sirius laughs, throwing his hands up and backing away, grabbing his towel too.

“You wouldn’t do that, you love me too much.” He says, drying off his hair and body.

“Yeah, sure, tell yourself that.” Sirius nonchalantly says. Sirius picks up Remus’s left hand, and hold the ring finger by the tip. “So then what’s this for?” He lifts his eyebrows up.

Remus smiles, knowing he can’t get away with anything. Sirius drops Remus’s hand with a smile, but Remus takes it in his own.

“That’s what I thought.” Sirius says, leaning a little closer into his Moony, walking into the house, hand in hand.

wolfstar 😌

-a.s.