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bufffox · 4 months ago

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This is spookiest creepypasta ever made!

I was walking around in a city because my dumb 🌮ss grandma told me to get exercise cuz im dummy THICC! the streets are fill with rats. Trash and hobos. There was one hobo walked up too me and told me if he liked seseme street! I told him yes cuz I was... well... a big man child! He told me that he was gonna give me the disk for $1. Well darn it! All I have is a $5 bill! Is I gave him my five dollar!

I went back to my house and got the disk and I was surprised that it was surprisingly clean when I got it from that hobo! I put the DVD in the DVD player, grabbed some snacks and soda and sit back and relax! I realized that it only has one episode! "Well that sucked" I said to myself, the intro has spooky Mexican music and the title says "COOKIE MONSTER GOES TO TACO BELL!" and it says that it's the 666th episode! (The devils number! dun dun DUUUNNN!!!)

The episode started with the cookie monster digging around a bunch of garbage while annoying Oscar the grouch! "WHAT THE FREAKING H🌮LL ARE YOU DOING?!?! shouted the grouch! I was shocked when Oscar said the word h🌮ll in a baby show! Anyways the cookie monster asked Oscar what he was eating and told him it's a taco from taco bell. "OOH! THAT TACO LOOKS TASTY AND CRUNCHY LIKE COOKIE!!!" shouted cookie monster! The cookie monster asked where the taco bell and Oscar pointed out the location and then cookie monster runs so fast! "HAHAHA! what a sh🌮t head!" Said Oscar. I can't believe that he said the word "SH🌮T"! yeeeaah... I don't think this was meant for kids.

The scene changes to big bird who was trying to do a magic trick to impress a bunch of children. Big bird called up one of the kids up stage and the kid seems to be a little jerk! He starts kicking Big birds leg! "OW that hurts! Stop that" Said Big bird, but the kid continues kicking! The actor or puppeteer was getting pissed off and started talking in a gruff voice while being out of character! "HEY! You better cut that out right now or your gonna regret it!!!" Said Big bird. But then the kid has a sinister smile on his face and gave two middle fingers at big bird! "THATS IT!!!!!!!!!!" screamed big bird as his eyes started glowing red and started to breathe fire at the freaking kid as he melted into nacho cheese and the other kids celebrated and started eating the melted cheese on the stage! I can't blame big bird cuz that kid was a freaking jerk, though. I thought the scene was awesome!

So the scene returned to the cookie monster carrying a big tray of tacos and burritos and he starts munching and crunching on the large amount of Mexican food with beef, cheese, lettuce, baked beans, sour cream, taco shells and burrito wrap flying everywhere! a title card shows said 20 minutes later and shows the cookie monster sitting while holding his stomach! but then, his stomach begin to gurgle really loud! "UH OH! ME TUMMY NOT DOING TOO GOOD" Said cookie monster as he let's out a BIG, WET, SLOPPY FART and the fart came alive! The fart has blood shot eyes, sharp teeth and a cool lookin Mexican mustach! The fart starts talking to cookie monster "hey amigo! You better get to the bathroom before I will stab you to death you peice of tonterías! Adios!". The fart poofs away and the cookie monster was trembling in fear and looks at the veiwer!

The next scene changes again and it shows ernie jumping on a trampoline! Ernie said "hey kids! Today I was going to jump so high up in the heavens to beat up Mr. hooper for making my sandwich extremely expensive!" To make ernie jump high, he told me to say alot of swear words out loud and he starts jumping extremely high! As he got to heaven, he finds mr. Hooper was dressed up like like an angel with wings and a halo. Ernie went up to Mr. Hooper and kicked him in the groin! ernie was falling down to earth as he broke through his roof and landed on Bert, breaking his spine! "Oh hey Bert! Thanks for breaking my fall!" Said ernie as he snickered. "AAAAHH! ERNIE! YOU BROKE MY BACK! CALL A DOCTOR!" Said Bert, and ernie said "doctor WHO?" As ernie started to laugh as a blue phone booth magicly appeared out of nowhere! I cringed so hard from that stupid doctor who reference!

The scene returned to cookie monster was walking slowly to the bathroom as he was farting while he was holding his stomach! Elmo went up behind cookie monster. "Oh hey cookie monster! DO YOU HAVE TO GO POO POO TOO?" Said elmo laughing like a gremlin who snorted freaking cr🌮ck! But then cookie monster just sh🌮rted on elmo! The liquid p🌮🌮p was steaming boiling hot, it started to burn off elmos red fur and his flesh started to melt away into a skull like acid! "OOPS! sorry elmo!" Said cookie monster as he watched elmos melted body on the floor twitching! I felt sick to my stomach when I saw that scene!

The cookie monster ran to the bathroom, sit on the toilet and let it rip! The sounds of cookie monster screaming in agony while the explosion of di🌮rrhea sounds like W0rld War ll in the freaking toilet! Cookie monster was looking at me and said "k-kiddies! Me not gonna make it because this evil toilet is taking me freaking soul to h🌮ll! AAAAH!!!!" as the cookie monster released a huge explosive d🌮mp! It is so loud it made my whole house shake! Then cookie monster was relieved that the pain was over! He got up from the extremely full toilet and tried to flush! When suddenly, the toilet can't flush! Cookie monster was scared and said "UH OH! ME THINK ME ANGERED THE TOILET GOD!!!".

When suddenly, the bathroom began to shake and then it stopped until a giant green pipe bursts out of the ground and someone came out of the pipe and it was non other than... captain luo Albano! (The voice of mario from the super Mario bros super show!) He was dressed up like Mario from the live action scenes from the show! "HEY PAISANOS!" Said captain luo as he happily waves to the veiwer while the ground theme from SMB2 starts playing a little! But then... captain... y-you know what, I'm just gonna call him Mario cuz it's much easier say. So Mario look shocked what cookie monster did in the toilet while the castle theme from SMB starts playing!

Mario walked up to cookie monster who was behind the dirty toilet! "HEY BLUE FURBALL! how dare you ruin a perfectly good looking toilet?!?!" Said mario shouted at cookie monster for what he has done! "Uuuuhhh... it was an accident?" Said the cookie monster as he shrugged like it was nothing! "Oh really, well looks like your going DOWN!" Said mario as he picked up cookie monster and did a pile drive move on him! DANG! I know captain luo was a wrestler, but this is getting really cool! Then there was en extremely awesome rock metal version of the ground theme from SMB starts playing while Mario starts doing other wrestler moves to beat up the cookie while jumping on his head, Throwing turnips, alot more other moves with a bunch of SMB and SMB2 sound effects! Then mario saw a few floating blocks in the air and he jumped and hit the blocks and grabbed a fire flower and changed his clothes from a red and blue color to a red and white color! He throws a fire ball at cookie monster as he burns into ashes! Mario said "never ever disrespect someone with pasta power!"

I celebrated for mario for defeating cookie monster because he was my most favorite show growing up! Mario walked in front of the camera and said this to me! "Remember kids! Never go to taco bell! And if you're not watching the Super mario bros super show, you're gonna turn into a goomba!" I was confused! "Wait WUT?" I said to myself. But then I magicly turned into a goomba! As looked at my whole body, I looked at the TV and mario said "see I told ya!" Said mario as the dvd player freaking EXPLODED!!!! Since I'm a goomba, I'm ne never ever EVER watching seseme street ever again! Oh... and I'm never going to taco bell, and that's why I switched to McDonald's instead!

THE END!!! :)

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adrienneleclerc · 2 years ago

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A-Tisket, A-Tasket

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Normie Hispanic!Reader

Summary: The town of Jericho have a basket bidding event where the person with the highest bid gets to eat with the person who made the picnic basket

Warning: none

A/N: another Xavier Thorpe fanfic inspired by a Gilmore Girls episode because Xavier Thorpe as Jess Mariano is literally chef’s kiss in my mind and this festival takes place before the events of the show.

Masterlist

Y/N was preparing her picnic basket for the Bid-On-A-Basket Festival hosted by Mayor Noble Walker, sponsored by Pilgrim World.

“Mami, ya terminaron las galletas? (Mom, are the cookies done)” Y/N asked her mom.

“Ya casi, estás segura que quieres poner alfajores en el basket? Quien sabe quien lo va a comprar, puede ser ese hijo del sheriff (almost, are you sure you want to add cookies in the basket? Who knows who would bid on it, maybe the sheriff’s kid).” Y/N’s mom said, checking on the oven.

“Prefiero que sea el hijo del sheriff que el hijo del mayor (I would rather have it be the sheriff’s kid than the mayor’s kid). “Y/N said. She checked the oven and took out the cookie tray. “Perfecto. Pongo 6 en el tupper y el resto es para la casa. Haremos la pasta mañana, verdad? (Perfect. I’ll put 6 in the Tupperware and the rest is for us. We’re gonna make the pasta tomorrow, right?)” Y/N asked her mom.

“No no no, tú lo harás, yo me tengo que preocupar por mi propio basket, este pueblito es tan raro, ya me voy a dormir, buenas noches (You’re gonna make the pasta, I gotta worry about my own basket, this town is so weird, I’m going to bed, good night).”

“Buenas noches, mami, luego me voy a dormir (good night, I’ll go to sleep later).” Y/N said. She kissed her mom’s cheek and her mom went to her room. Y/N took the cookies off the Cookie tray and put caramel on two cookies to sandwich them together to make alfajores and dusted some powdered sugar on top. Once she had 6 alfajores, she put them in the Tupperware to set aside in the fridge. Y/N then decided to make a batch of mini cupcakes, while mixing the batter, she gets a FaceTime call from her boyfriend, Xavier.

“Hey sweetheart, are you still baking?” Xavier asked.

“Hey flaquito, Im just mixing the cupcake batter for our mini cupcakes.” Y/N said.

“You don’t have to go all out, pretty girl, I’m fine with just a sandwich.” Xavier said,

“No, you haven’t had homemade food since…” Y/N started but Xavier interrupted.

“Since the last time you made me food. Sometimes I think you’re trying to fatten me up so no other girls would look at me.” Xavier joked,

“I’m Latina, my love language is cooking, deal with it, cariño.” Y/N said, after mixing the batter, she poured it in the cupcake tray.

“So what else are you going to be making?” Xavier asked.

“I want the rest of the basket to be a surprise. I cant believe you’re actually going to this.” Y/N said as she placed the cupcake tray in the oven.

“It may be a podunk town but you’re still my girl,I can’t have anyone else bid on your basket,” Xavier stated.

“I guess that’s true. Are you sure Rowan is okay with you staying up talking to me?” Y/N asked.

“He’s fine, He’s already asleep anyway, his telekinesis wears him out.” Xavier said. They were talking until Xavier called it a night. Y/N waited until the mini cupcakes were done. She took them out of the oven, waited until they cooled down, and frosted them with her homemade frosting, she put them in the fridge and went to her room.

Y/N then woke up at 9am so she had time to shower, get dressed, do her hair and skincare routine, and make the rest of the food for Xavier which included a pressed sandwich and linguine with vodka sauce and shrimp. She then packed a bag of chips, some soda cans, the cupcakes, and alfajores. She poured the pasta in two containers and whatever was left in the pot she made it in, Y/N decided to eat. It was 11:30 so Y/N brushed her teeth and then took the basket to the Jericho park where everyone was,

“Good morning, Mayor, here’s my basket.” Y/N said as she hands him the basket she made.

“Ooh, this is a nice one. Thank you.” Noble said and put the basket with the other. Y/N stood next to her friend who also made a basket.

“Hey, what did you put in your basket this year?” Y/N’s friend, Maddie asked.

“I baked last night and cooked this morning.” Y/N said,

“Ever since you learned to cook, you go all out on the basket.” Maddie said,

“It’s tradition.” Y/N said, they kept talking until Y/N saw Xavier get out of an Uber. “Mi amor, you made it!” Y/N said hugging Xavier when he got closer.

“Of course, which basket is yours?” Xavier asked.

“It’s the one with the pink bow.” Y/N said

“You’re so lucky You’re boyfriend Can bid on your basket. I swear if Lucas bid’s on mine, I’ll puke.” Maddie said,

“Hello everyone, it is now noon so let’s start the auction!” Noble said. “This auction is brought to you by Pilgrim World! Let’s start with this small basket, the starting price is three dollars.” Different people where bidding and it was sold at $15. “Sold to the blonde in the back, this basket was made by Sarah Geller, enjoy your lunch.” Noble said as the blonde boy went to him to pick up the basket and Sarah joined him. This is how the process went on until Noble Walker picked out the basket with the pastel pink bow. “Now this basket is pretty, big, and made with love, let’s start the bidding at $10.”

“Ten dollars!” Xavier yelled, raising his hand.

“Alright $10, do i hear 15?” Noble asked.

“15 dollars!” Another voice shouted out. Both Y/N and Xavier turned around to see Tyler in the corner with his hand raised. Xavier rolled his eyes.

“I’m gonna kill him.” Xavier said,

“Relax, it’s fine.” Y/N said,

“Okay, $15, do i hear $20?” Noble asked.

“20 bucks!” Xavier shouted.

“$30!” Tyler yelled.

“$40!” Xavier yelled, Y/N was just watching this interaction.

“$60!” Tyler yelled.

“100 dollars!” Xavier yelled, Tyler looked hesitant to keep going and finally put his hand down.

“Sold at 100 dollars to the Nevermore kid in the back, this basket was made by Y/N L/N, enjoy your lunch, son.” Noble said, handing Xavier the basket as he went up.

“Come on, let’s go by the lake to we can eat.” Xavier said. They walked to the lake and sat down at the dock. Xavier began taking out the contents of the basket. “Aw, my angel went all out for me, huh?” Xavier said, kissing Y/N’s blushing face.

“I also went all out for me, the pasta I made was so good, I really hope you like it.” Y/N said.

“I’m sure I will, darling.” Xavier said, he opened the Tupperware and grabbed one of the forks that Y/N packed and tasted the pasta. “It turned out really good, my love.” Y/N then took out her Tupperware of pasta and grabbed the other fork and began to eat.

“Thank you, I can’t even imagine what would happen if Tyler won the auction.” Y/N said.

“Don’t even think about it, I’m sure I would have killed him.” Xavier said.

“With what muscles, Flaquito? Ajax is built better than you.” Y/N said giggling.

“When did you see Ajax’s muscles?” Xavier said,

“I follow him on Instagram.” Y/N said. Xavier finished his container of pasta and then unwrapped the sandwich Y/N made, took one half and gave the other half to Y/N.

“I have to come over to your house more often.” Xavier said.

“Then you’re going to have to meet my parents the old fashioned way because they’re going to be asking questions like ‘where’s all the food?’” Y/N said, imitating her parents’ accent when they speak English.

“Oh right…yeah, I’m not ready to meet your parents, my Spanish is horrible.” Xavier said,

“I thought you were learning.” Y/N said.

“I am, my accent and pronunciation are horrible though.” Xavier said. They kept talking and eating until everything in the basket was finished besides the mini cupcakes. “Well my love, you made an excellent picnic.” Xavier said, kissing her.

“Why thank you, guapo. Now let’s walk these calories off.” Y/N said. Xavier got up and he helped Y/N get up too. They were walking around Jericho and bumped into Tyler. “Oh, Hey Tyler, who’s basket did you end up bidding on?” Y/N asked, trying to be friendly.

“Maddie’s basket, actually. Although I’m sure your food tasted so much better.” Tyler subtly flirted. Xavier than wrapped his arm around Y/N’s waist.

“Oh trust me, her food was amazing, everything was homemade besides the chips and soda. It’s she wonderful?” Xavier asked hypothetically, kissing Y/N’s forehead, “marking his territory”.

“Yeah, she goes to my school, I know how wonderful she can be, she helps a lot during the bake sales and class Christmas ‘parties’”. Tyler said, clenching his jaw.

“Well, nice taking to you, we gotta go, I’ll see you on Monday, Tyler.” Y/N said, practically pushing Xavier away from Tyler. “Why must you be so territorial?” Y/N asked.

“Like I said before, you’re my girl, and I need to send a message to Tyler. What happens in your normie school anyway? Are you and Tyler in the same classes or..?” Xavier asked.

“Yes, we are in the same classes, nothing happens in normie school, we study together with other friends too. Nothing has happened between me and Tyler.” Y/N said,

“Okay, good. Now how do we end this afternoon?” Xavier asked

“How about you come over to my house, it will be fun, I can show you how to cook.” Y/N offered.

“Alright, sounds like fun. You can give my cooking lessons while I give you art lessons.” Xavier said.

“It sounds like a fair trade to me. We can make this a weekly thing, do you want to choose what we cook or will I?” Y/N asked.

“One week I choose, the other week you choose.” Xavier suggested.

“Sounds fair. I was thinking we start with something easy, I’ll show you how to make Mexican rice, let’s go.” Y/N said, grabbing Xavier’s hand so they can walk to her house.

The End

Mini-series of Xavier and Y/N giving each other lessons and Xavier formally meeting Y/N’s parents?

#xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe #xavier thrope imagine #percy hynes white #hispanic #hispanic reader #wednesday #latina #latinx #romance #tyler galpin

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bigmammallama5 · 2 years ago

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You bake too?! Did you get into baking at the same time as pottery? What similarities/differences do you find in baking and pottery? (I'm just in awe in your skills in both!)

you've caught me right as my adhd meds have worn off so prepare for a ramble

lksjghsf i do bake (as does my mother but she hates working with yeast and does cookies and cakes and pies), though it's hard to muster the energy these days now that things are "back to normal" in my neck of the woods. And... I think I started pottery just a little before seriously baking but i had done some stuff growing up. I can't remember if I've mentioned it on tumblr specifically, but I started pottery the fall after I graduated college bc i'd go to work and go home and have nothing to do. After being in art school full tilt for 4 years that was a big difference, so i started potting in an attempt to fill an evening (and now it's literally what i would rather be doing full time and i've started teaching workshops 10 years later).

i do distinctly remember making my first loaf of bread in my first apartment and it was driven by the memory of some really delicious bread i had eaten in italy on a study abroad my junior year in college. that poor loaf was over kneaded, over proofed, and basically a flat frisbee, but it had a crust that reminded me of it. and since then it's been an on-off journey of trying to recreate that bread i definitely can't remember anymore LOL

i suppose i find more similarities with both skills. both get better the more you do them, both have a sort of technical science AND "the right feel", both evoke this excited feeling of is it gonna turn out or did i just ruin a bunch of materials, both have similar physical motions (wedging up clay/kneading dough-though I tend to let the mixer do the work these days), both have An Actual Science behind them that is both infuriatingly delicate, and like... you can eat bread you made off of a plate you made which is just really cool to me. its sort of... i dont want to get all like Mystical Magic Crystal Lady on you because i'm absolutely not that person, but it just feeds this part of my soul that wants to be connected to other people. there are so many others out there baking and eating bread, so many eating off of dishes that they made. in the grand scheme of things we're all so small and so isolated, but in the end the simple things like baking bread and making crockery are what make us truly human.

and yes i have severely neglected my sourdough starters but they're still alive and im workin on refreshing them.

#ask me stuff!#bread #pottery #oprah winfrey I LOVE BREAD dot gif

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drpeppertummy · 1 year ago

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Hi! I decided to pick one from each category that I liked.

So A2, B3, C1, D4, and E3. If I can only have one, it’s E3.

Love you! Bye😄

thank yoouououou🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺4 throwing me a bone sunny will be the answer 2 most of these u know how it is

Who is most likely to actually eat until they’re that [maximum capacity] stuffed? - sunny, but dave is a close 2nd. sunny out of a combination of appetite & stubbornness, dave out of a combination of appetite & absentmindedness. sunnys more likely to actually reach his absolute limit before he has to give up tho whereas dave isnt generally going to Push the way sunny does, he just kinda gets there by accident. gray is 3rd but it only happens entirely by accident, usually bc his friends will give him their last bites when they cant finish their own food & he doesnt wanna see it go to waste

Who’s most likely to get burpy? - probably sunny again. he eats way too fast & swallows a lot of air. he doesnt even care hes like 0% decorum. im gonna branch out & say wendy is a far down 2nd, not even necessarily from eating but just bc she tends to wind up with a lot of trapped air in her stomach

Who is most likely to seek out tummy rubs when they’re stuffed? - Sunny Again My Friend he loves belly rubs & he is Shameless about asking for them. he adores any physical contact & he adores comfort & closeness & he lovesssss belly rubs so much. everyone else is either not overly interested in tummy rubs or too shy/uncomfortable to seek them out

Who is most likely to stress-eat to the point of discomfort? - ok this one i have to Think About bc idk if any of them is really a Stress Eater. definitely not wendy or carrie. sunny is more likely to eat Less if hes stressed. i could Maybe see laurie or gray stress eating. but i think the one that makes most sense is dave. hes not typically Really Stressed but he does snack a lot when his mind is occupied & i could see him just continuously snacking while hes trying to figure out some problem until his tummys way too full

Which character would be most likely to wind up stuffed indulging on freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies, soft and gooey out of the oven? - this ones maybe a tie between sunny & laurie. they both like cookin & they both like eating & i could see both of em makin cookies & going overboard on em. if i had to pick one person tho im inclined to say sunny bc he has less self control whereas laurie is more likely to have the sense to try & save some for later

#message #xsunnyx #xdavethehumanx #xwendyx #xlauriex #xgraythehumanx #xcarriex #ask game replies

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purplecraze · 2 years ago

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Beauty and the Beast AU 28

orange-plane-boy — 09/25/2021 12:51 PM

He liked the kitchen table more than the hall, it was more small and probabily was used by the maids once, but it was more coozy and familiar than the hall one

"When it cools down we will put the rest of the sauce in the jar so we can eat it again~"

purplecraze — 09/25/2021 12:56 PM

Fugo liked the kitchen table better too, though it was hardwired in his system to have etiquette.

"oh... yeah, I guess that saves work. though it's more fun to make it than to just heat it up." oh, look who's forgotten all about his earlier frustration.

orange-plane-boy — 09/25/2021 1:00 PM

"True! I guess someday we could try to make something else" he smiled

"Pesto is good too, and i think is not that hard to make"

purplecraze — 09/25/2021 1:02 PM

"We should check the library later, we might come along some good recipes."

orange-plane-boy — 09/25/2021 1:05 PM

"Oh right!" He smiled and then took a big bite

"Mhh its good!"

purplecraze — 09/26/2021 2:00 PM

Fugo ate too, enjoying it in silence fore a moment. "hmn.. it's great~" he smiled warm.

orange-plane-boy — 09/26/2021 2:26 PM

"We did a good job!" Narancia sounded pretty pround of himself

"Mhh since is almost chirstmas what if tomorrow we try to set up the tree? I saw a couple of smaller trees outside the umh, dry zone, i could chop it off and take it here!"

purplecraze — 09/27/2021 2:52 PM

'dry zone', what a way to call it~

"yeah, it'll stay good for a while from this point, it'll still look pretty around Christmas, even if I get close."

orange-plane-boy — 09/27/2021 3:10 PM

"Nice!" He exclamed excited

"We could decorate it together and then try baking some christmas cookies!"

purplecraze — 09/27/2021 8:19 PM

"Alright~ you know a recipe for those, or we'll check the library?"

orange-plane-boy — 09/27/2021 9:32 PM

"Maybe is better to check" he nodded. He then looked at the seeds he scooped before

"Im gonna try to plant it in the dome later, maybe i will not be good as mom but i want to try"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 4:42 PM

"oh yeah, it'd be good to try out if whatever magic resides in there can transfer to other plants too."

He glanced over to the window, seeing twilight already setting in. "I guess I should be retreating again for today. Winter sucks..."

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 4:51 PM

"Aready?" He sighed looking outside

"Yeah it sucks..." At least they had a lot of time to spend in the dome

"Nh..lets go then, im gonna walk you to the room-"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 4:53 PM

"pfuh~ why thank you." he took their plates and washed them in the sink. he wasn't very good at it...

"we did quite a lot of moving today, time passed quickly..."

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 4:54 PM

Oh well he would wash em better later, after all now he had all the afternoon free

"I guess- at least you are putting some muscles on your skinny arms pff"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 5:00 PM

"you can start criticizing me once you've developed your brain muscles💢" believing he did a fair enough job with washing up, he head up to the room.

"I didn't really get the chance to barricade the window yet... that might be a problem. Though if I fall, I won't get up until the morning, so you have little to fear, I'd think... but don't go outside after nightfall, just to be sure. and if I do manage to get back inside, there's a spare key in the master bedroom. if you don't have the time, you'd best hide in the wine cellar... sorry for the trouble if it comes to that."

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 5:06 PM

Nara sticked his toungue out to the provocation

"I have an excuse to be a dummy, whats yours"

He then followed the other up the stairs

"See? Night you is a dummy too! Why jumping out a window- also roger that! And really is not a trouble" he pouted "its not your fault"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 5:11 PM

He sighed. "I don't know about that..." Maybe if he had just given in, it wouldn't have been as bad as it had gotten now. His parents would still be here. He'd still be able to live with other people, being able to touch things without disastrous consequences...

"I wouldn't exactly 'jump' out, as much as fall out. I have absolutely no motorial control."

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 5:26 PM

"Gee- watch out then, again, i dont know how to fix a broken arm or leg, expecially if i cant even touch you or take you to the hospital" he sighed as they walked in the hall.

"Nh..there is still a bit of time before nightfall, you should try to rest a bit, we did a lot of stuff today"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 5:29 PM

"no worries, I know how to fix them." he just often chooses not to. "Yeah, that's the plan. little else to do."

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 5:31 PM

"Good night then Panna" he gived him a soft smile

"Want me to bring you something to read? A snack?"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 5:35 PM

He chuckled a bit. "I'll be fine~ don't worry. get your seeds in the ground before it's dark, they might dry out if you wait until tomorrow."

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 5:41 PM

"Oh right! Gotta go plant those!

Good night Panna!! See you tomorrow!" He blew him a kiss before running down the stairs

Congraz into making him go away using his short attention span

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 5:53 PM

He waved after him, feeling some butterflies over the blown kiss.

"...." he hadn't exactly intended to make Narancia leave with an excuse, but he did feel rather uptight on going back to that room.

The first night Narancia had been here, it had actually been surprisingly easy to watch along with his bird familiar, and he had done so a few more times (o-of course, with no side intentions or anything)

But going there by himself was still a bit-..... sigh.

He entered the room and locked the door tightly, hiding the key in a gap of the cabin he knew. His night version didn't have the dexterity to get to it.

He sat on the bed. it all felt... less scary than he had imagined.

And when he lay his head on the pillow, he knew why: it smelled like Narancia.

Almost feeling intoxicated, he dragged the pillow close against him.

How.... did he know this scent so well? He hadn't-- hadn't been this close to him.. right?

Fugo kept telling himself he had dreamed that night up. in reality, he knew it was real.. But it was too good to be true. And if there was even the slightest of chance that he must have imagined it afterall, he didn't wanted to end up embarrassing Narancia...

But... this scent... god, he loved it.....

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 5:59 PM

Nara spent the evening finishing to wash the kitchen and then got in the dome, planting the seeds

"Here~ try to grow up nice and strong like the other!" He smiled as if the vase could talk back.

Just a week before chirstmas and two before they could hug again. Narancia squeezed his hands a bit, it felt both so close and so far...

Nh..well, he could wander around at night for the first time! What could he do now?

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 10:06 PM

well, listening to agonized screaming is a possibility after nightfall?

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 10:09 PM

He sighed, feeling bad for Panna- He hoped he did not hurted himself too much in the confined space of the bedroom.

After some wandering around (mosty on the tower, he did some stargazing) he decided to check the other before going to bed.

He knocked at the heavy door

"Umh, ehy Panna! I just wanted to check on you- and like, dont fall from the window ok?"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 10:13 PM

bonking, ripping, scratching, screaming. it's chaos in there. and just a little bit worse than normally;;;

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 10:14 PM

He knocked again to get his attention

"Ehy, if you chill a bit we can chat again like last night"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 10:15 PM

nope, no chill. just pandemonium

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 10:17 PM

He sighed

"Yknow if you tried to calm down im sure you would less grumpy in the morning! I know you dont like there but it was your own idea!"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 10:18 PM

yeah, I'm sure he'd love to calm down if that curse wouldn't be...yknow....consuming his flesh alive...

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 10:22 PM

Fair but Nara is a dummy

"Nhh..." He sat down, still trying to do some sort of conversation

"I really wish there was a way to help you.." he sighed "i know you said you dont want to break the curse but, even if i cant touch you, i wish you were less in pain"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 10:23 PM

Guess that's just the way it is...

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 10:26 PM

"And like, i like here! But i wish there was a way for you to leave! I was thinking- nhh, nevermind is dumb" he sighed

"But someday i wish we could go to the village, we go to some festival or fair and dance there! Is not fancy as those balls your nobles do, but its fun! A lot of food and people dancing around, mom would take me there to sell flowers it was so nice!"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 10:28 PM

it's kind of neglectable, and maybe because he's tiring himself or hurt himself, but at least the sound of stuff getting destroyed lessens.

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 10:32 PM

"Pretty sure im better at folk dances that valzer, but you are a good teacher~" he giggled

"And like i had another idea, like, its dumb and still a what if he curse is lifted, but what if we move from here someday? This house its too big for two people, again, i love here its not what i mean, but we could buy a plot of land and live in the country side maybe? It sure would be less empty, you get me? Or we could travel! You have been stuck here for years and i colunt do a lot because i was poor, so we could visit new places!"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 10:34 PM

There's no telling what he'd reply, you'd have to ask him again once he's...yknow....sane.

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 10:35 PM

He is just adhd rambling at this time, dont worry

"I want to see a hot air baloon! I still have to ask you how it works! And a peacock, and like those tiny colorful birds that are super fast, the uhhh, oh right! The humminbird! Or a parrot!"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 10:36 PM

you may have to move out of the country for some of those, is that okay?

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 10:38 PM

Well, he told you he wish to travel with him!

Nara chatted about birds for a while, sometimes placing his ear to the door to hear if the other was ok. He then started to get sleepy too

"Nhh...Sorry Panna im getting tired, i cant keep you company anymore- again try to not fall from the window- and get some rest when you turn back, we have a tree to decorate tomorrow!"

purplecraze — 09/30/2021 10:42 PM

well, there's your answer whether he could hear you: more panic and distressed scratching at the door.

orange-plane-boy — 09/30/2021 11:06 PM

He sighed

"Good night Panna" he then got back to his new bedroom, despite the noise being more muffled now, he needed a bit to fall asleep, both because he was worried and both because his internal clock was a mess

purplecraze — 10/01/2021 4:04 PM

Fugo was right on the sound being a whole lot less though. He could only still hear him if he'd really focus on it.

#purplecraze #orange plane boy #fugo replies #beauty and the beast AU

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sunasjellyfruit · 3 years ago

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Haikyuu boys love language

Nekoma edition.

Karasuno, Aoba Johsai.

Characters: Lev, Fukunaga, Yamamoto, Kenma, Yaku, Kai and Kuroo.

English is not my first language so feel free to correct me.

Lev Haiba.

He's so cute, i can't think of him as someone whose love language isn't words of affirmation. But he's also a bit clumsy and blunt, so one day he can be like "oh no baby, that shirt is horrible, please take it off" trying to be nice and helpful (without thinking that his words might have hurted you) and the next moment after looking at your eyes he would say "well you know what? You always look pretty so don't worry" and then he would kiss your forehead. And he always compliments your style or how you look early in the mornings, so at least you recieve a positive message every day. Oh and Lev is so energetic and cheerful that if you ever feel sad he would try to share his happiness with you by telling you how special you are and how important your actions are.

Shohei Fukunaga.

He's seem to be quiet and supportive with his teammates, and I don't know why but gift giving suits him. And I haven't chosen this because I think that he would spend all his money on you, but because i think that he loves little details. It can be a flower he saw on his way to school that reminded him of you and he took it to give it to you later, or a beautiful ring that his little sister taught him to make with a white stone and some golden wire. And he loves to bake simple recipes like special coffees or cookies and then he would bring them to your next date as a surprise.

Taketora Yamamoto.

He's very similar to Tanaka so words of affirmation would have been the safe option, but once he gets an s/o im sure that he can't keep his hands to himself, he has to touch you (basically physical touch hehe). The moment you two are together, he would first hug you, your arms are so comforting and you are so warm, he loves it so much. Then he would kiss you softly while he mutters a quiet "hello beautiful, how are you today?" (i love him so much omg im so sad rn). And it has become an habit that when you two are sitting together you will rest you head in his shoulder while he has an arm around yours, or gently holding your waist just to squeeze it from time to time to make sure that you're not falling asleep.

Kenma Kozume.

He's my favourite character, im gonna take this to a personal level. We all know that he's reserved and he might be seen as someone cold, while in reality he really cares about others. This is what makes me think that his love language can be either acts of service or quality time. He's not the biggest fan of cuddling or going to fancy dates, but if you two end up in his room, under a blanket and playing videogames then he's definitely having the time of his life. And if you're ever having problems with whatever, he'll be there for you without even thinking about it. You can pass a certain leven in a videogame? He's there to teach you how. You need help with some homework? He's not gonna give you his homework for you to copy it but he will help you and explain it to you so you understand the subject. And if you're ever bored you can call him with the excuse that you don't have anything to do and he will start a list of "things that y/n can do instead of calling me" (don't worry, the first one is visiting him with a videogame for you two to play)

Morisuke Yaku.

Quality time. And he does love dates. It's actually his favourite activity to do with you, take you out wherever you want. If a new film has just been released, then you two are buying two tickets to be the first watching it. And if a new café has been opened then he's taking you there to see how the place is, if the cakes are tasty and all those things. And the best dates are when you try hobbies that the other enjoys. For exaple if you like drawing or painting, Yaku will prepare a date in the park with some food, the perfect ambience for you two to spend the afternoon painting and sharing what you're doing (even if it ends up being a disaster, he loves everything you do). And if you ask him to teach you some volleyball, you have his entire heart, as he would take the opportunity to play (or teach) you while at the same time practice with his teammates. Don't worry, he has told Kuro and Kai to not be very hard with you.

Nobuyuki Kai.

He's calm and polite, and in my opinion words of affirmation suits him pretty well. As the vice-capitan, he's used to encourage the others to give their best and to cheer them, so when he's with you he can't help but to act similar. But he genuinely likes to praise you, because he adores how your face turns red and how you smile as if it was the first time that he mumbles a "I can't believe how beautiful you are". And there's no other person who listens to you as attentively as Kai does, especially if you're talking about something that he thinks is important (which is basically everything that you say). If you're ever stressed about school he's gonna be there for you, checking if you're all right, asking you if you need anything and reminding you that he's there for you.

Tetsurō Kuroo.

As he's the capitan and a third year student i think that he doesn't have much time, but he still loves to spend time close with his s/o. That's why i would say that physical touch and quality time are his love language. He loves having you near, being able to pull you close and hug you when he's stressed, or hold your hand when he feels like he needs some support. I also find him as someone who can be a bit jealous, but because he doesn't trust other people, so having an arm around your waist is also common for him. But behind doors he's a big soft boy who only wants to give you lots of kisses and affection. And when you two finally have some time for yourselves, and when you finally can have a proper date he's taking you to the most amazing places, even if that means going out of the town. But if you two are too busy with studies, the team, school in general or just your personal problems then Kuroo is more than happy to just have a small date in your house where he can help you to memorize various study topics if it means that he can have you sitting on his lap and with his hands on your thighs, or resting his chin on your shoulders just to slowly kiss your cheek if you answer correctly.

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echoes-lighthouse · 2 years ago

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🤔🤔 was gonna make a mood board some other day butsaye your 200 follower celebration post so 👉👈 ill request if you like to,,,

-f/o’s name and source: Gilbert Bielschmidt (prussia) hetalia

-basic details of your s/i: my s/i is from a different universe, but she doesnt remember her past at the time, but yea its a lot to explain abt that. (if you want to know abt it you can ask me omh) her interests include astronomy, astrology, drawing, sunsets, landscapes of the world, cooking/baking, (phase 2 cos LOVES neon/or anything with lights so…)

-how did they meet? cosvin admired germany's house then saw drunk gilbert wh o drank beer- she was confused af yknow but yea, the other day gilbert was looking for gilbird and saw his bird was eating food from the birdfeeder in the nordics house (that house is where cos lives- ) so gil decided to kinda jokingly give a thank you letter and cosvin actually responded to it- and gilbird sent it to gil- and they were talking back and forth- later they decided to meet each other irl in a national cookie party; cosvin went 'oh shit he's handsome 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳' and thats when they star t their super huge slow burn romance haha

-what kind of hobbies/activities/interests do they share?: after cosvin;s interest of space; gil started to get more into it- same for stargazing? after gil, cosvin got into vintage, history, medival : D also they both visit a lot of different places together…. and gilbert's place where he relaxes over when hes writing (a huge grassfield- at night theres fireflies : ) they both go there often

-what is their dynamic like? well… i hc Gilbert as ENTP and im infj,,, i like to think he's the huge chaotic while im sort of trying not to make him chaotic but ends up failing and somehow starts helping doing the chaos? if that helps what it means? oh yea gil sure does invade a lot of space for cos, but she actually doesnt mind it? sort of embraces it sinc e she was also sorta touch starved haha she at first would feel herself very flustered about it though like 'dude did he just touched my shoulder??? 😳😳😳' 'oh my god he just petted me ☺☺☺☺😳😳😳😳' when they're a thing- they are extremely doing lots of PDA when no one was around (bc they kept their ship a secret at first) but soon they get found out tho they still kinda do it at some moments in public-

extras;

cosvin gets a lot of deja vu after meeting gilbert- (which this can be a soulmate thing 🥺🥺🥺🥺)

gilbert actually protects cos a lot, hes worried that she'll get to danger again thats before they became a thing

they go to medival festivals sometimes, maybe cos is a princess hiding in a robe while gil is a knight? : ) iDK FVGDHFKHDSBG

omh its a lot but yea lmk if you have questions im willing to help answer @v@

Oh wow I love this!!! Thank you for all the details! I love the memory/flashback elements, that's so cool, and the medieval festival idea!!!!

Here's your moodboard, I'm so into this ship.

Moodboard, Matchup, and Blog Rate Requests Are Open!

#my moodboards #others selfships #others f/os: gilbert #source: hetalia #cosvin this is so cool it's a really awesome backstory with gilbird and everything!!!!#i wish i could get everything into the moodboard but these are the Vibes i took away <3 #200 follower celebration

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momolady · 3 years ago

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Anniversary Blind Dates

I just finished all the blind dates I got today! I’ll post them all here so you can enjoy. Everyone who got one either go it in a PM on ko-fi or through a discord message, so go and check! or just read here. Thank you all so much for four years of writing here! I can’t wait for next year.

I'd love to date a monster! F(35) seeking M(onster), I love making things, baking, collecting & reading books, and I'm an extra fat, nearsighted, demisexual girl with grey in her hair who needs a strong monster to cuddle

Recently, you purchased this really cute loveseat from an estate sale. The thing looks old, but almost brand new at the same time. You didn’t really have room for it in your house, but you knew you couldn’t pass it up. It’s comfortable, and has been great for reading in. You’ve also found some treasure in the cushions. Extra change, some coupons for your favorite craft store, a handful of fortune cookies fortunes where all the fortune mention something about love. Which is strange, as you had cleaned the loveseat before you brought it inside, and nothing had been under the cushions then. One day while trying to read you feel the loveseat move. Something pushed against the cushions, lifting you up slightly. As you jump up, you step on something and someone screams. Then you scream. Then they scream again. Then you scream. It goes silent and the loveseat rises up off the floor. Something big and dark comes out from the shadows underneath. It rises up, looking at you with many bright pink eyes. Their arms are long and gangly, their body is all black shimmering in the light to where you can see velvety scales. “I was hoping not to meet this way,” he says with a deep voice. “Was more hoping to slowly come to this point.” He’s rubbing his hand which you stepped on, and while you want to question existence as a whole, you feel bad you hurt him. “What are you doing in my loveseat?” You ask timidly. “It’s my loveseat,” he counters. “It’s like the doorway to my home.” ��Sorry, I didn’t know.” You can’t stop looking at him. Something about him is so lovely, so soft. He looks huggable yet endlessly mysterious at the same time. He lowers down. “Quite alright. It may not be how I planned it. But I at least get to meet you now.” “Me?” You murmur. “Yes. I’ve been attracted since you brought me here. I’m a bit shy though so I thought...the fortunes and the coupons might help ease me in.” Your cheeks blush. “You’re what?” His eyes smile. “You heard me,” he chuckles.

Hello, I'm a patreon! I'm 25, a woman, she/her, black, and I'm 5'6 with curly hair im rather insecure about, I'm also a freelance artist! I love traveling, trying new foods, and cooking, and art. Id like a male partner, taller, kind, and spontaneous, and funny/sarcastic

It was one of those days where you could only think ‘well, this might as well happen’. Your day hadn’t started out great, your alarm failed so you had to rush your morning, then you got caught in the rain, and work wasn’t fantastic. You were trying to make it to lunch with a friend when, the elevator you were on, suddenly came to a halt between floors. The only other person on the elevator was this huge minotaur fellow. He was dressed in a suit, and he had already had an irritated look on his face when he had gotten on the elevator. The lights went off too, so only a dim emergency light was on. “Just what I needed,” he scoffed. “A break.” You tried to keep from laughing, so you turned your head and looked away. “Are you alright?” he asked. “Not gonna panic are you?” You shook your head and looked up at him. “Oh, no.” You actually weren’t that worried about the elevator. It was irritating, but these things happened, and that was just how your day was going. The minotaur smiled. “Oh darn, was hoping we could have shared a moment.” You smiled back, giggling. “If you need to panic I won’t judge.” “Nah. I’ll save it for later.” He leaned back against the wall. His suit looked very expensive, but you noticed certain parts seemed pulled tight around his body. His thick caves, his belly, his chest especially. But you wouldn’t stare. No! That would have been weird, especially while you two were alone. “It’s probably my fault,” you said as a joke. He cocked a brow at you. “One of those days. Everything just seems to go a bit wrong.” “And here I was blaming myself,” he chuckled. “I’ve been having the exact same problem all day. Woke up late.” “Me too!” You laughed. “Grabbed the wrong set of documents on the way out the door.” You patted your bag. “Wrong sketch book.” The minotaur smiled at you. “Did you get caught in the rain too.” “You know it.” He laughed and leaned forward. “Well, well, there’s the problem. Our powers combined to shut down the elevator. It’s almost cute if you think about it.” Your face felt hot when he said this. “Cute?” You asked. “Like a rom-com,” he chuckled. “I have a slight fondness for the romance genre. Although, now that I hear myself saying that, that’s probably part of my bad day curse.” You bit back a smile. “I don’t think so. I think it’s nice you can admit that. Nothing wrong with liking something.” The minotaur chuckled. Eventually the two of you sat down on the floor as you waited for the elevator to move. You shared with him your sketchpad, he told you about the business meeting he had, trying to get funding for his new business venture. “Do you take commissions?” he asked. “I could use some artworkf or my new office.” Your heart pounded in excitement. “Sure! I have a card in y bag somewhere-” As you reached back the elevator jolted. It frightened you but the minotaur reached out and grabbed your hand. You looked at one another, breathless, both slightly afraid. The elevator then lit up and started going down. “Oh shit, that about had me going into that panic attack.” The minotaur kept a hold of your hand, standing up and helping you rise as well. “Glad it’s working.” The minotaur glanced down at you. “How about I treat us to a survival lunch?” Your heart pounded wildly. “Really?” The minotaur smiled. “We can talk about commissions, and maybe, a much more romantic date in the future.”

Hey Momo! I'm looking for love! I'm pretty tall by human standards and on the sturdier side, so I'd love a date with a gentleman who makes me feel cute or pretty.I'm somewhat introverted, but I'll brave crowds for plays or theme parks, or just making my partner happy. Thanks!!

There was a moving truck outside the building when you were coming home. You knew that someone was going to be moving into the apartment next to yours, so you were a bit nervous. Your last neighbor was, to put it nicely, a giant annoying asshole. So you were worried about what would be moving in next. Life had been peaceful without a neighbor, and you were half hoping the apartment would never fill. Once you got to your door, you noticed the neighboring one was wide open. Inside you could see boxes and furniture stacked around. You wondered if it was a couple moving in, a family, or someone single like you. As you were going to unlock your door, someone walked out from beside you. This tall, burly orc came out, lifting up his shirt to wipe at his face. He was huge, built with the ultimate ‘dad bod’ or whatever the kids were killing it. He had long, long hair which was pulled into a high ponytail. He lowered his shirt, and when he saw you he groaned. “Wow, I meet my neighbor and I flash them.” He scoffs. “Way to make an impression.” “At least you aren’t yelling at people on the phone.” You knew your face was red, so you tried to act casual. “I try not to.” He held out his hand. “Nice to meet you neighbor.” His hand was huge, it made you feel delicate and tiny in comparison. “Nice to meet you. Hopefully it stays that way.” The orc chuckled. “I try to be a good neighbor. Especially when I know the one next door tries to act polite when I just flashed my tits at them.” You smiled. “There’s worse things to flash.” The orc snorted and broke into a grin. “You got me, alright.” He got everything moved in that evening. And while you were making dinner, you got this wild itch. You went to the orc’s door and knocked. He answered, his hair was down and soaking wet, and he smelled like green apples. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t disrupt anything did I?” He shook his head, rubbing his head with a towel. “No. You’re fine. Is everything alright? Moving shit in is done with, so that noise shouldn’t be an issue.” “That’s not it. I was just making dinner and was wondering if you were hungry at all.” His eyes brightened. “I was going to call for a pizza. But that’s really nice, thank you.” He tossed his towel back into the apartment and followed you to yours. He was wearing sweatpants and a tight black shirt. He looked amazingly good in them. “So what’s on the menu?” he asked. “Nothing too fancy. I just always make too much.” You offer him a plate, which he gratefully takes. “I can’t remember the last time I had a home cooked meal.” he smiled across the way at you. “I’ll have to return the favor.” Your face went red hot. “Seriously, you don’t have to.” He smirked and gave you a wink. “I was planning on having you for dinner anyways.” “Oh?” Your breath escaped your chest. “To get friendly,” he chuckled. “Besides, I haven’t had a cute neighbor in a long time.”

Match me with whomever but I like ‘em male/tall, beefy and funny. I’m a curvy, non-binary hairdresser with short funky hair that’s always changing cool toned bright colors. Introverted art and book lover. Ty!!!

You’re cleaning up your station when one of your coworkers comes toward you with an urgent look on their face. “We’ve got an emergency up front,” they said hurriedly. You instantly start to panic. Did someone run with scissors again? Did a shaver spark and start a fire? “You gotta be more specific.” They pointed towards the front. “Someone’s come in with a huge hair emergency. Do you think you can take them? I’ve got someone coming and Sam left for lunch.” “Yeah sure, I was gonna go eat but I can wait.” You cleaned up your chair while your coworker left to go fetch the unlucky patron. This had been happening a lot. People were trying to cut their own hair since shut down, and some were still trying to copy the videos online. Just as you were getting your station in order they walked back. It was an orc wearing a beanie on his head, trying to hide the damage. He was very tall, and held a look of shame on his face. “Come on in,” you direct him. “So, what’s the damage and how can I help?” “Shit, I don’t know.” He came towards the chair. You noticed he had a nice ass before he sat down and you blushed, feeling bad you’re thinking that way while he’’s in crisis. “I’m just hoping I don’t have to shave my head bald.” He sat down and you had to lower the chair down. “Did you try doing an undercut?” You ask. He sighed heavily and look off the beanie. His hair was carrot orange with streaks of green running through it. “Ah ha.” “And seeing you and your pretty hair I’m both relieved but scared how you’re going to yell at me.” You were trying not to laugh. “What on earth did you do?” You pulled out his long hair as you tried to assess the damage. The ends would need to be cut off as they were basically broom straws. The rest you could probably fix and then set him up with some mask treatments. “I’ve been wanting to bleach my hair and do my mom’s favorite color. She’s sick and I thought this would cheer her up,” he huffed. “I followed the instructions, I watched all the videos. But then this…” “It’s okay. I’ve seen just about everything.” You start working taking care of his hair. You washed and combed, trimmed the ends off, making it shorter than before. You get his hair so it no longer resembled a bad salad bar and got dye in it. “Thank you so much,” the orc sighed as he sat there. “I thought for sure I fucked it all up.” “You were doing it for a sweet reason, I felt like I couldn’t let you down.” You smile brightly at him. “Hopefully it comes out well.” Luckily, his hair was a success and he left with a smile. You wondered about him though, thinking what his mother thought and if he would follow your directions. A few days later though, you were called to the front desk where the orc was waiting. He had flowers for you, a great big bouquet of them. “My mom loved it. I hadn’t seen her smile like that in a while!” The orc was beaming. “Thank you so much.” “You didn’t need to buy me flowers!” You took the bouquet. “I’m just glad your mom liked it.” He smiled shyly. “Mama said, anyone who could save my ass successfully was a good find. So, I was wondering, could I take you out sometime?” Your coworkers made noises behind you and you gave them all looks. “Sure,” you answered the orc. “I’d love that!”

For a monster blind date. Orc or werewolf are my favourites but gender doesn't matter for the character but I'm happy with whatever you do. Have a good day.

Your upstairs neighbor was a painter, and sometimes paint would drip down from his porch onto yours. You didn’t really mind it, it made the dull black grates seem much more lively and colorful. You had only met him a handful of times, as he rarely left his apartment. You also rarely left, but that was besides the point. One evening while you were sitting outside, refreshing your phone as you were in a bidding war for a classic toy, and something above you clattered. Looking up, a paintbrush fell into your lap. “Sorry about that!” The neighbor shouted from above.

“No worries. It didn’t hurt me too badly,” you teased. Suddenly he slid down on the ladder and appeared right before you. He was big and hairy, wearing coveralls that were pulled down with the top half tied around his waist.His messy hair was swept back with a headband and his arms and hands were covered in splotches of paint. “You got hurt?” He asked concerned. You held up the paintbrush. “I was teasing.” He sighed with relief. “Oh good! I got worried.” he took the brush back then looked you over. “Have you ever been painted before?” He asked. You just had to laugh. “I’m sorry, what?” His smile grew. “Oh, did I not speak up?? I’m sorry. Have you ever been-” he started to yell but you stopped him. “No, i heard you, I just thought it was silly.” “It shouldn't be! I think you’d make a great topic to paint. Would you mind posing for me?” HIs smile was so big, and he was extremely handsome, so you caved. He came down to our porch in the evenings with his equipment. He painted you each night, talking to you and enjoying the time. He was sweet, goofy, you wouldn’t say stupid, but there was something innocent about him. One evening he came over close to you and asked for a kiss. You were shocked, but nodded. It was great, his stubble felt nice, and he smelled so good. “Okay great! Now I can show you something!” He said excitedly after the kiss. He stepped back and started taking off the coveralls. “Whoa! Wait a second!” You covered your face. “Oh it’s not that! He laughed. “It’s this.” He started shifting, growing more hair, growing even bigger. His arms got huge, his head bent down, a tail swished excitedly behind him. He came to you, a full werewolf but more puppy than dog. “Is this okay? Can I kiss you like this?” You heart hammered and you nodded. “Yeah.” The painting werewolf dove in for another kiss.

Oh, the blind date idea is so good! Word limit small so I'll be brief! New character please. I'm femme nonbinary. Bit of a nerd, lots of piercings, and I have a huge sweet tooth. I'm a lil shy, but if someone else is even shyer I'll fight through it so they feel comfy too.

It was awful. You’d just gotten the ice cream you’d been craving, and someone shoved against you on the street, making you drop your sought after treat. You stood there, staring in horror at what happened. Splat! No sweets for you. You start to tear up when someone touches your shoulder. “I saw that. Would you like mine?” You turn and look up at the lizardman offering you his cone. “I haven’t licked it at all, so it’s okay.” He says softly. You sniffle, trying to keep from crying in front of the nice stranger. “I couldn’t do that.” He points back inside. “Lemme get a spoon then. We can share.” You could tell he was really trying. “You sure?” He smiled brightly, showing off his sharp, pretty teeth. “Yeah, you seem cool. I know I’d be a mess if my ice cream got smashed like that.” he handed you the large cone. “I’ll be right back!” He darted back inside, returning moments later with spoons. You sat down together, eating from the cone with spoons. He was big, bright green, and had the prettiest golden eyes. He smiled shyly, and you smiled even shyer in return. Not bad, you thought. You’d have to pay him back sometimes.

Would love an update on Ozren: He and his rose eventually get fully married. Once they’ve settled into that life, his rose begins to get sick. Ozren is panicked. He’s not sure what to do. He takes care of her, making sure she’s set up, has good food, and has a healer visit her often. It’s eventually found out she’s pregnant, but she’s suffering from very bad morning sickness, and she might be weak for a while. Ozren goes into extreme nesting mode. He starts making furniture for the upcoming baby, he buys his rose a very nice rocking chair. He even starts getting supplies so she can build an extra room onto his home once his rose can take the noise. Eventually, the baby is due. It’s a pretty bad birth. Ozren has to hold his baby while his rose fights for her life. He’s extremely distressed, but his baby is crying and needs him. So he gives his baby a bath, seeing he has a daughter. Once the night is over, his rose pulls through. She remains on bed rest for a while, eventually getting strong enough to get up and walk around a little bit. They name their baby girl Lily, to match her mother. Ozren loves her so much, he spoils her and his rose a lot. He builds her a room just to fill it with all sorts of toys.

Cuddly werewolf guy on a city date? You were nervous for the date, it was your first in a while. He was so sweet and so charming, you wondered what you did to earn this. You went dancing, not exactly your comfort zone, but it gave you a chance to be close to him. Unfortunately, half way through, the heel on your shoe broke off. Had it not been for him, you’d have toppled over onto the dance floor. Embarrassed you thought the date was over, but your werewolf scooped you up off the ground, carrying you to a diner where you shared coffee and cheescake and smooched while no one was watching.

I would love to go on a date with a big buff orc guy who loves flannels and has great arms! I am a short lean guy with a beard (who also loves flannels!) and I love hiking!

You sat back on the path, taking a small break in order to rest. The sun is hotter than you expected today. The radar had said it’d be cloudy, and even the radio on the drive up said that. But no clouds in sight, and you forgot your sunscreen. You sigh heavily, then someone walks onto the path. You squint as you look up at them, and you really had to look up. You shade your eyes and he laughs. “Doing okay there?” You recognize his voice, and it takes a second for his face to appear from the glare of the sun. This orc had been on several trails you had been on. You’d talked a lot and even hiked along together one time. He was cool, but more than that he was so damn attractive. “I guess,” you’re suddenly so nervous. He looks good in his flannel with the sleeves rolled up. There was just something about that that spoke to your soul. “Just wasn’t expecting the sun to be as loud as it is.” The orc chuckled. “Yeah. I wasn’t planning on it either.” He came and sat down beside you. His hair was tied back, and his jaw looked scruffier than the last time you saw him. It suited him well. “I forgot my sunscreen too,” You huffed. The orc reached into his bag, producing a bottle of sunscreen. “I can get your back for you if you like?” Your face went red hot immediately. His tone was teasing, but also seductive. You looked at him and his smile, and he started laughing. “Don’t tease me like that!” You took some of the lotion and put it on your face and behind your ears. “I’m easy to poke at.” “You’re easy huh?” the orc chuckled. He reached up and smoothed his finger behind your ear. Your skin tingled and shivered, sending jolts all the way down your spine and to the tips of your toes. “There was a glob.” You rubbed the side of your neck and chuckled. “Oh, thanks.” You swallowed and reached for your water bottle, taking a deep gulp. “Well, since we’re on the same path, wanna continue together? I had fun last time we did, been kinda hoping to run into you again.” There was that tone again. He sounded sweet but, once again, it was seductive. “Really?” You chuckled. “With me?” The orc nodded. “Is that really so strange?” You press your lips into a firm line and shrug. “I suppose not. I guess it is more fun with someone else.” You smile shyly at him. “I liked it ast time too, by the way.” The orc grinned. “Good. Maybe we can go out afterwards.” You took a deep breath. “Oh, sure. That would be fun too.” You stood up then offered your hand out to the orc. “Ready if you are.” The orc grabbed your hand firmly, and when he started walking, he didn’t let go.

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mammonsvulva · 4 years ago

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Hi there! I just discovered your page and i loved the bachata headcannon!

On that same line, can you do a female latina headcannon? Like, more specifically, Colombian, you know, an MC that's like normally fluent in english but when mad she just burst on angry spanish screaming session with latin curses and a strong accent and also just getting really mad if deemed as Mexican by default? I'd love that! Thank youuuu (also feel free to ignored this if it's not of your fancy)

I hope you have a great day!

Of course! I really hope you like it! :)

(I tried to incorporate things some of my relatives say as Colombians please don’t hate me🥲)

The Brothers + Datables and a Latina MC with Colombian Habits

Lucifer❤️

Lucifer has always been amused by the boldness MC portrayed, that is until Mammon pissed her off

MC actually f*cking explodes, calling Mammon “culicagao” (like a bratty kid) and a bunch of profanities out of rage

Actually leaves Lucifer surprised, who could she hate so much that she’d put a curse on them?

Is actually kind of scared to speak up after she went silent, kinda just stares at her like “what the fuck do I do”

“I’ve told Mammon A THOUSAND TIMES. IM NOT F*CKING MEXICAN”

(Oooohh Mammons gonna get his ASS WHOOPED)

“MAAAAAAMMMMOOOOONNN????”

Mammon💛

Could learn a thing or two from MC, had some strong clap backs

Is counting his money when OUT OF NOWHERE MC just starts incanting a literal curse

Literally has his quaking in his boots dude, like he’s genuinely terrified

He can’t keep up with anything she’s saying and feels like his time to die has come

Doesn’t say A WORD when she calms down, jumps when she starts apologizing for reacting like that

“W-w-what happened? ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )”

“I LOST 10 GRAND IN BLACK JACK! ITS FUCKING RIGGED!”

Is genuinely more cautious for a while, kind of traumatized him

Mammon thought it’d be a great Idea to take her to meet one of his witches, MC already didn’t like her but listen to this

First thing the witch said was “Aren’t you that Mexican transfer student or whatever?”

(‘Oooh Ms. Girl you fucked up’)

Leviathan💙

Wishes he could have MCs confidence, ‘how does she respond like that 0•0’

He’s reading Manga while MC just lost on the same level for the 5th time

Accidentally shifts to his demon for he got so scared

Has to whip his tail up and grab the controller before she could slam it, genuinely terrified for his well being

Once she calms down she goes to give him a hug, to help with her frustration

*PANICS* “I-I can h-help you with that level, if y-you want..”

MC watches as he beats it with ease and heaves a sigh of relief, literally such a stupid game

Gets just as offended as MC when somebody said “I went to Mexico on vacation once, what was it like growing up there?”

Will let her handle it and he’ll be her Moral Support <3

Satan💚

Loved that MC was always ready, he was like that too being the Avatar of Wrath

Is genuinely amused when MC burst out swearing because she got a bad grade, he actually thought it was hilarious

Thinks of like a game to keep up with everything she’s shouting, makes her more upset

“What the fuck are you laughing at juemadre de la-“

“You’re Hot when you’re mad, Did you know that?”

Makes her go silent immediately, why is he like this, making people wanna act up on DIAVOLO

When they’re BOTH mad at something it’s like a f*cking BOMB RAID bro

They both just keep adding more, even when Satans speaking a Demon Dialect and MC is speaking Spanish LMAOO

When an arrogant soul decides to purposely mislabel MC as Mexican, the fool needs to count his seconds with MC and Satan both getting on his ass

Asmodeus💞

Has always liked the spunk MC had, it entertained him to watch her bicker with his brothers

Surprised, but not happy AT ALL with the fact that MC could blow up like that

Gets on MC for lashing out, “MC! THIS IS TERRIBLE FOR YOUR SKIN, DO YOU WANT WRINKLES?”

Gets MC to tell him what made her loose her cool like that

“That stupid b*tch from class posted saying “That Mexican transfer student isn’t pretty enough to be this annoying”

Almost explodes as bad as MC did

“MS. GIRL SHE SAID WHAT? Lemme hop on Devilgram and end her career real quick💖”

Devilgram post- Asmodeus 19:34: “Aw sweetie, Not everybody can be as gorgeous as MC and muah, but don’t go trying to drag her in the dirt with you. Filthy🥱”

No mercy on the haters💔

Beelzebub🧡

Like Asmo, found it entertaining to see MC bicker with his brothers every now and then

MC just couldn’t keep calm anymore when she messed up the recipe she was working on AGAIN

Beel becomes more concerned than scared, ‘Is she ok? :(‘

Gets up to hug MC, hoping it’ll help calm her down a bit

She explains that she kept ruining the dessert no matter how hard she tried

“MC, it’s ok to do it wrong, because it helps you learn how to do it right :)”

She’s tried again, except this time with Beel to help her :)

Gets upset when someone defaults MC as Mexican, knowing how much she hates it

He may be a teddy bear but man don’t f*ck with his Chef

Belphegor💜

Thought MC was amusing with the way she made sure everyone knew she wouldn’t take any BS

MC just happened to stub her toe while Belphie was sleeping, and now he’s awake, and heated

“What the f*ck happened?”

Is actually more concerned than upset, she wouldn’t lash out like that for no reason

When MC explains that a picture of her in the RAD Catalog still ended up being there even though she made it clear she was against it

“Oh, MC- you look good in every photo, I wouldn’t be upset about it”

Assures her it’s not a big deal and then invites her to come take a nap with him

Will mean mug the f*ck out of anyone who assumes MC is Mexican, because he finds extremely disrespectful (as it is)

Might commit homicide if they keep saying Mexican but I ain’t no snitch

Diavolo♥️

At first took MC as disrespectful, but learned it was only when she felt she was being disrespected (then by all means, go off)

Surprisingly, Diavolo speaks Spanish, but he still kind of struggles to keep up

He’s just laughing the whole time too, like MC isn’t furious

Later, MC calmly explains just some random student pissed her off again

“Who is this student you say? Do I need to have a chat with them as the Demon Lord of The Devildom? :)?”

Dia actually admires how passionate MC is about her home country, agrees that it’s disrespectful to mislabel someone

Because he can, Dia starts to learn about Colombian culture and throwing parties just for MC

Starts saying shit like “politas pa la rumba!” (I’ll buy beers for everyone¿) just to sound cool to MC

Barbatos💟

Barb doesn’t understand how someone could be so beautiful but so hostile sometimes, overall doesn’t really mind though

Is surprised that such things could conde from MC, kind of chuckles thinking about it

He figured he should try and step in to calm the situation

“Is there anything I can do to ease you, MC?”

It ended up being that Diavolo was completely ignoring her and brushing her aside when he never did that with Solomon

Asks if she’d like him to talk to Dia about it, since he may approach it better than she will

Barb will quietly correct anybody who believes her to be Mexican, just so MC won’t have to deal with their arrogance herself

Takes his free time and makes dishes from Colombia, or Colombian themed cookies or cupcakes to make MC happy :)

Simeon🤍

Is trying to teach MC better ways to respond to idiots, more Angelic ways

When MC blows up for the first time in front of him, the literal shock she sent him into omfg

*GASP* “MC?! WHY ARE YOU SAYING SUCH VILE THINGS?”

Like, HELLOOO? SHE DARES TO SAY SUCH THINGS IN AN ANGELS PRESENCE?

Helps to calm her down after showing distaste for her words

“You’re lips are to beautiful to speak such sinful things”

Will go on to give MC a long but kind lecture about why exploding like that is bad for her Aura and whatever

Will politely make it known that someone was wrong for assuming MC is Mexican, does get a bit irritated though

He now goes up to MC when she’s getting upset, to remind her to breathe and comfort her with a deep hug :)

“See? It’s ok MC~ just breathe in and out for me, ok? :)”

Solomon⚛️

Will piss MC off on purpose just to see her pop off, he LOVES it

Literally her #1 cheerleader when she blows up, adding on to what she’s upset about

“Period MC” “No way she said that! What a fugly b*tch” “Right, she’s just a hater”

Hypes her up all the time, even when she’s obviously in the wrong

Sol needs ALL the tea, pulls up like “who we talking shit about?”

Will get on someone’s ass just because, now think about when someone mislabels MC😳💥

Gives MC a sense of pride hearing him say “Cagué” when he messes up a potion, he obviously picked that up from her

Luke⛅️

Gets kinda (really) scared when MC becomes a little aggressive

Actually bursts out crying because he was scared MC was mas at him

MC traumatized this kid so bad, he ran to Simeon like he was getting chased be some demons

“M-m-mom is really m-mad and *sobs* I’m s-scared *sobs more*”

MC IMMEDIATELY feels super bad because she scared away his soul

Simeon, having talked to her about it already, mouthed “Apologize now.” In a very not polite manner, kinda scaring MC too🚫🧢

Has MC apologizing PROFUSELY, trying to explain it wasn’t Luke’s fault

Once he calms down, they go to bake cookies like usual, except this time he’s sniffing the whole time :( 💔

I really hope this fit what you asked for :( </3

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cupidhaos · 4 years ago

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just how much i love you

pairing: hong jisoo x gn reader

word count: 3.2k

genre: fluff, slice of life, established relationship, non idol au

summary: you recall each time you realized just how much joshua loved you and decide to return the favor

warnings: mentions of illness

song rec: better | jeremy passion

a/n: YOOO im a day late i meant to post this yesterday for shuas bday but then it completely slipped my mind and i forgot that time was a thing and i was like CRAP so then i was like u know what ill post it tmrw bc i mean its technically still his bday and hes a from america so it still counts anyways enjoy this tooth rotting fluff

you already knew that joshua meant the world to you - yet there are just some certain moments that come to mind when you think back on it.

one of the first moments that you thought of was when he was playing the guitar.

“whatcha writing down there?” you ask curiously as you leaned over joshua’s shoulder, trying to take a peek at whatever he was scribbling down on his journal. as you rest your chin on his shoulder, you wrap another arm around his neck. a silent chuckle leaves joshua’s lips as he slowly closes the book - pushing it off to the side “nothing that you need to know of just yet”

pouting, a whine leaves your lips as you shake his shoulders back and forth “aw c’mon shuaaa - you’ve been sitting here all day playing your guitar and you won’t even let me know what you’re doing”

he moves to the side a little so that he was able to get a good look of your face. setting his guitar down on the table in front of him, he motions for you to sit down with him. once he realizes you won’t budge as long as that pout on your lips was there, he stands up to wrap an arm around your waist - pulling you over the couch as you loudly yelped in surprise.

joshua places you onto his lap as he sits back down. securely wrapping his arms around your waist as he looks up at you with large, apologetic eyes “i’m sorry - were you getting lonely without me?” he teases.

all you could do was scoff in response which joshua just laughs at. its quiet for a second before he speaks up again “i can’t let you see it just yet. it’s a surprise”

“can i at least have a hint?”

he smiles at your question, reaching over to grab his guitar that he left on the table. he places it on your lap, leading your hands to hold onto it with his own. you were glad he wasn’t able to see the blush that covers your cheeks as he guided your hands to the guitar chords.

leaning over your shoulder to look at your hands, you can feel his hot breath graze your neck, which causes goosebumps to spread through your body “place your finger right here on this chord, and just strum lightly - exactly like that”

after teaching you a couple more chords, he pulls his hands away from yours, causing a wave of disappointment to wash over you. turning to look up at him, you give him a curious look “what was that for?”

he just shrugs as he moves himself towards the end of the couch, a sly smile on his face the entire times. opening up his notebook, he starts skimming through the pages “just chords for the song that i’m writing”

“song?”

“mhm - for you”

your face immediately turns red at his response “what?! you’re writing me a song?! why!”

he gives you a look of genuine confusion “do i need any other reason asides from the fact that i love you? anyways - it’s not ready yet so you’re just gonna have to wait” was all he said before getting up and leaving.

“wait! you can’t just say that and leave!” you call out after him as he laughs.

“i just did!”

that was the first time you had realized just how much joshua loved you.

“y/n… whats that in your jacket?”

you freeze from where you stood in the tiny apartment that the two of you shared. it was raining outside, and you were drenched from head to toe. joshua gives you a questionable look as he crosses his arms, cocking up one of his eyebrows.

you slowly look up as you clutch your jacket to your chest, a dumb look on your face “my jacket? theres nothing in it other than me, myself and i” you reply back. his eyes squint towards you as you try your best to avoid his gaze “you sure?”

as you open your mouth to respond, you were cut off with a bark coming from inside of your jacket. moments later, a small puppy pops up from your jacket - wiggling its way out of your arms and jumping onto the floor. a sheepish look covers your face as you lean down to pick up the puppy “okay maybe i was lying”

joshua doesn’t even look shock at the news, only a tired sigh coming from his lips “i thought you were going to get groceries”

you kick your shoes off and you hold the puppy closer to your chest “i know i said that but! look at him shua! isn’t he so cute!” you ask him as you walk towards your boyfriend. he looks down towards you and the dog in your arms as he chuckles “you know that you can’t just pick up stray dogs and bring them home right?”

your shoulders slump at his reply, a pout forming on your lips “i mean i know that… but he was all alone in the rain and he looked so sad… i couldn’t just leave him there!”

he nods in understanding, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you closer “i know you had good intentions - but have you ever considered that our little friend has an owner already?”

turning towards the side, you pull the dog in closer “well they just left him outside all alone in the rain they’re obviously not a good owner” you say under your breath.

joshua points towards the dogs neck “isn’t that a collar? have you checked if they belonged to someone?”

“no… but!”

“we can’t just steal someone else’s dog - they may be upset right now”

a sigh leavings your lips as you lean forward to rest your head on your boyfriend’s shoulder “i know… but he’s just so cute!”

“i know he is, but he isn’t our dog. how about this - after we return him lets go to the shelter and see if we can get our own?”

you gasp loudly as you quickly turn to look up at him, eyes wide and filled with hope “really! do you mean it!”

joshua nods, a soft smile on his face “of course - but we still have to return him first okay?”

you nod your head quickly, noticing the fond smile that joshua aims towards you “what? what is it?”

all he does is shake his head, brushing off the question “nothing, you just look really cute right now” is what he tells you - quickly causing your face to heat up. he places a hand on your forehead as he leans in close, causing your breath to hitch.

“you feel warm - lets go change your clothes before we go back out. we wouldn’t want you getting sick do we?” he tells you as he pulls you on your head, dragging you towards your bedroom. you just nod shyly in response to his question as he laughs quietly at your reaction.

that was the second time you had realized just how much joshua loved you.

“joshua stay back! i don’t want you to catch -” you suddenly stop your sentence as you felt a sneeze coming up. quickly burying your face into your elbow, you let out a loud sneeze. joshua shakes his head at you as he pushes you back down onto the bed “shh, just let me take care of you”

feeling weak, you’re unable to even fight back “you’re always taking care of me though - it’s my fault that i got sick in the first place…”

joshua nods his head in agreement despite the offended scoff that leaves your lips “it is in fact your fault. i told you to dress warmly and bring an umbrella, and what did you do?”

“i didn’t dress warmly…”

“what else?”

“or bring an umbrella when it rained…”

he hums in acknowledgment as you places a wet towel on your forehead “i would say i told you so, but i think that you’ve learned your lesson”

a small frown appears on your face as joshua continued to scold you. you open your mouth to say something, but felt a pang in your head, causing a look of discomfort to now show on your face. a flash of worry appears on joshua’s features as you groan in pain “take it easy okay? don’t push yourself” he tells you as he hands you some medicine.

you place in the medicine in your mouth as you reach for the water, joshua’s already one step ahead of you. he brings the water up to your lips before you can even protest, helping you drink. once he pulls the cup away, you frown immediately “you don’t need to take care of me - you’ll get sick too”

he just shrugs at your comment though as he places the cup back down “i’m your boyfriend - why wouldn’t i take care of you?”

you’re about to retort back before he cuts you off with a quick kiss on the lips. you gasp loudly as you look at him in horror “joshua!”

joshua just laughs at your reaction “you can pay me back when i get sick by taking care of me. besides - if i wasn’t here to take care of you who would be?”

you’re unable to think of a response as joshua wraps his arms around you to pull you in for a hug “don’t worry y/n - i’ll always be there to take care of you” he reassures, causing your shoulders to relax.

a week later, joshua catches your cold.

“i told you that this would happen.” you scold him as you bring a spoon of soup up to his lips. he just smiles cheekily at you as he sits warm in bed “i told you you’ll be paying me back. but you don’t need to take care of me either - i was just joking really”

a light laugh leaves your lips at his comment. you place the bowl down and turn to look at him, grabbing his face with your hands “and like you said - i’ll always be there to take care of you too”

his face turned from surprised to one filled with adoration quickly as he gives you a toothy smile “then we’ll be taking care of eachother until we’re old and wrinkly”

that was the third time you had realized just how much joshua loved you.

“did you make these cookies yourself y/n?” seungcheol asks as him and jeonghan take a bit out of the cookies that you just baked. you nod your head excitedly as you await for their responses “i did! what do you think?”

before anyone could say anything, jeonghan opens his mouth to spit out the cookie “what did you even put in this? poison?”

you frown at his comment as you turn to look at seungcheol “they can’t be that bad!” you retort, but the look of disgust on seungcheol’s face tells you otherwise. he places the bitten cookie back down as he looks at you with wariness “why is it… so salty…”

“what are you even talking -” you start off as you grab a cookie from the cooling rack, but you stop yourself once you take a bite - a bitter taste of salt filling up your mouth. you quickly spit it back out as you now understand what your friends meant “why is it so salty!”

jeonghan shakes his head at you as he picks up one of the cookies to inspect it “maybe you put in the wrong ingredient when you were making it?” this comment makes you gasp as you come to realize your mistake.

“i think i mixed up the salt and the sugar!”

both of your friends give you looks of pity as you drop your head into your hands “this is horrible how am i supposed to give them to joshua now! i spent the last three hours for nothing!” you groan. seungcheol claps his hands together as he thinks of an idea “i know! lets throw them away before he gets home! then he’ll never know of your failure!”

raising your head from your hands, you give seungcheol a deadly glare which causes him to freeze in his chair “was it necessary to say it like that”

before any other ideas are thrown, the sound of the front door opening is heard - causing the three of you to panic.

“i’m home!” a familiar voice calls out, and before any of you were able to even touch the cookies - joshua has already entered the kitchen “oh! seungcheol! jeonghan! what are you two doing here?”

“well you see, y/n here wanted us to try her oh so amazing and delicious cookies that she’s worked so hard on” jeonghan explains, a devilish look in his eyes. seungcheol sighs once he realizes what jeonghan was planning and joshua just looks surprised.

he turns to you with a curious look on his face, glancing back down at the cookies on the cooling rack “you made cookies y/n?” he questions and all you can do was nod sadly “i was planning on surprising you with them when you came home but -”

“y/n spent hours working on these wonderful cookies just for you shua - why don’t you try some?” jeonghan presses on to which joshua nods. you glare at jeonghan who just gives you mischievous look back. as joshua reaches over and grabs a cookie, panic settles inside of you,

“look you really don’t have to -”

“these are great!”

you pause from where you stood and jeonghan and seungcheol both have the same confused look on their faces as you. joshua gives you a genuine smile as he takes another bite out of the cookie in his hand.

“they’re - wait what did you say?”

he nods as he continues to eat it - no sign of hesitation or lie on his face “you did great on them baby! thank you for the cookies” he tells you, leaning over to place a kiss on your forehead. you just stand there confused as he ultimately finishes up the cookie before grabbing another one.

jeonghan and seungcheol share a look with each other before turning back to joshua.

“you really think they’re good?” seungcheol asks warily which joshua nods in response to “of course i do - anything that y/n makes from scratch is good”

you felt your heart flutter at his response as you just stare up at him with wide eyes. jeonghan stares at joshua intently as he watches him eat another cookie “don’t you think theres anything off about it? maybe it tastes a little - salty?”

joshua pauses from eating the cookie and you hold your breath as you wait for his response. he just shakes his head though as he continues to eat the rest of the cookie “hm, its a little bit salty - but i still like it anyways”

as he finishes off the salt cookie, he excuses himself and tells you that hes going to go change first and be right back. you nod in response and the three of you wait until he finally leaves the kitchen. once you realize hes out of range, all three of you turn towards the cooling rack - each shoving a piece of cookie in your mouths.

as if on cue, you all spit the cookie back out. seungcheol grabs a napkin and tries to wipe the taste out of his mouth “either joshua’s a really good liar and was trying to get back at hannie - or theres something off about his tastebuds.”

jeonghan nods in agreement as he throws away the leftover cookie that he had onto a paper towel “i have no idea how he was able to eat three of those biohazards without even flinching”.

“its literally a salt cookie what is wrong with him” seungcheol questions as he grabs a glass of water for him and jeonghan. as jeonghan reaches to take the glass of water from seungcheol’s hand, he shakes his head.

“theres no way he actually found that edible - he must’ve just lied so he wouldn’t hurt y/n’s feelings”

you just stare at the cookies in shock as you realized that joshua ate your cookies no matter how gross and salty it tasted - just because you made them. a soft smile slowly appears on your face as you recall watching him eat the cookies you made - going as far as complimenting and thanking you for them.

that was the fourth time you had realized just how much joshua loved you.

“guys shh!” someone says as joshua enters into his apartment that he shared with you. his eyebrows furrow together in confusion as he takes off his shoes and his coat.

“y/n? you there?” he calls out as he realizes just how dark the apartment was. he waits for you to answer and immediately fills up with worry once he doesn’t hear your reply. he’s about to take his phone out to call you, but is stopped once the lights suddenly turn on.

he covers his eyes as he tries to adjust to the brightness as loud pops suddenly filled his ears. moving his hands from his eyes, he is then met face to face with you holding a birthday cake along with the rest of his friends. confetti falls onto him as more party poppers were released.

“happy birthday joshua!”

his eyes widen in shock once he realizes what was going on. a wide smile covers his face as he looks behind you to see his friends holding confetti poppers as well as a large banner saying ‘happy birthday shua!’ on it. looking around, he realizes the rest of the apartment was decorated as well. he then looks at the cake you were holding in your hands.

“did you do this all for me?” joshua asks you in disbelief. you nod your head as you smile back at him “of course i did! why wouldn’t i?”

joshua just shakes his head though, the smile never leaving his face “i totally forgot it was even my birthday today”

his friends just laugh at his reply as one of them points towards you “you should thank y/n! they were the one to plan all of this!” he looks back at you as you turn your head away from him sheepishly “did you really plan all of this for me?”

you nod your head shyly as you feel his gaze now on you “i mean… yeah… it’s really not that big of deal…”

somehow, the smile on his joshua’s face grew ten times bigger. he leans down and gives you kiss on the top of your head “thank you y/n, it truly means the world to me”

shaking your head though, you look at him with a soft smile on your face “i just wanted to show you just how much i loved you since you do it to me all the time” you reply back, causing joshua to laugh in response.

“you don’t have to do anything - i already know how much you love me.”

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smutsonian · 4 years ago

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f*** being friends

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve is in love with his friend but he doesn't want to ruin their friendship

Warnings: mentions of copulation, making out (it gets heated), jealous steve, awkward steve, lil bit of angst, brief mentions of being bullied (verbally), mentions of game of thrones, i’m hoping for this to be really sweet and fluffy that y’all get diabetes in a healthy way, writing mistakes bby

Characters: Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanov, Erik Lehnsher (xmen), Cisco Ramon (the flash)

Word Count: 6.5k yikes

an: i have no idea where those characters came from but they’re there. also, hi! im posting something lmao shocker :o ctto of this picture

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The supersoldier who woke up in the wrong century would’ve been going through a whole lot of hell alone if it wasn’t for the cute scientist who was considerate and patient with him in helping him adjust to his new surroundings after the time-hopping incident. Fury took him to the tower that was owned by the genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist (as he likes to be called) after he tried to run through the streets of the modernized city of New York with his bare feet and that’s where he met her.

The female scientist contrasted Tony Stark so much that it made Steve wonder how Tony even managed to get someone like her to be his assistant scientist. Steve didn’t have to wonder about how you were able to handle Tony because he was a hundred percent sure that you will be able to get along with anyone because you’re… you.

While Tony was an obnoxious guy who likes mocking him, you were nothing but sweet to him. Going out of your way to make him feel comfortable and show him how time has changed the past. You taught him everything he should know and anything he wanted to know and in return, he bestowed you stories from his time before, during, and after the war and the supersoldier serum.

When you told him embarrassing stories about Tony and confessed that you sometimes get vexed by your boss that resulted in you ‘accidentally’ making one of his suits dance crazily while he’s in it, you and Steve shared a laugh and thus, started a genuine friendship.

Tony groans dramatically when he sees Steve giggling at his assistant while they’re making something in the kitchen. He walks over to them and knocks on the counter to catch the pair’s attention before giving them a faux smile. “As much as I love seeing capsicle giggling like a halfwit, I’m gonna have to ask you to stop stealing my assistant. We’re in the middle of discovering what must be the most important information in the world and you’re out here stealing her for shits and giggles.” Tony looks at the captain with a stern look before noticing your dramatic eye roll. “Hey-” he was about to chastise you when you cut him off.

“Tony, learning how to bake chocolate chip cookies isn’t the most important thing in the world but I admire you for asking me for help for the sake of Morgan. But please, stop being so dramatic.” you chuckle at the end of your complaint. Tony bites his lip as Steve looks at you with such fondness without you even noticing it and he doesn’t know if he should feel sorry for the love-struck captain or be annoyed at how stupid and juvenile he was being. Just ask the girl out, goddammit.

You turn to look at Steve before sighing, “Well, duty calls.” you shrug and smile at Steve when he reaches a hand towards your face to fix a stray hair away from your face. You stood frozen, staring at his ocean eyes that were staring right back at you before he started blinking and looked away. “Alright. I’ll see you later?” he asks as he looks back at you and you nod at him with a smile before walking past Tony. Tony rolls his eyes at Steve before pointing at him. “You clearly have it bad for her, cap. Why don’t you do us all a favor and just ask her out?”

Steve gawks at Tony, his face tinting a tiny shade of red before shaking his head. “What are you talking about? We’re just really good friends, Stark. I don’t even want to have this conversation with you.” Steve’s jaw clenches before he too walks out of the kitchen.

Good friends my ass. Tony shakes his head in disbelief, smirking to himself. This is going to be fun.

Some members of the team were in the kitchen, elbows on the counter, and tired out of their minds. Sam has his head on the counter, Natasha was taking a bite out of her sandwich every now and then, and Clint was slurping the milk from his cereal bowl. There was a mission the day before and everyone was showing how much it took a lot out of them.

Y/N was putting whipped cream on top of the iced chocolate drink she made when Steve walked in. His face showed how tired he is but it quickly lightened up when he saw Y/N grinning at him with the iced chocolate. Steve made his way towards her and sat beside her, watching her put colorful sprinkles on the whipped cream before sliding the glass in front of him.

“There ya go! Made with love and all.” she laughs at her own joke and Steve grins at her before taking a sip, earning a mustache made of whipped cream. “So good” Steve closes his eyes as he moans dramatically, making Y/N laugh even more. When Steve looks back at Y/N, she chuckles at him before making a motion towards the space between her nose and her upper lip.

“What?” Steve smiles as he tilts his head to the side.

“Here, let me…” Y/N gets a tissue before leaning towards Steve’s face and gently wiping the whipped cream off his face. God only knows how much I want to kiss his whipped cream covered lips.

Steve stared at her face, heart fluttering at the closeness of her face and gulps when he sees her looking back at his eyes. Those eyes will be the death of me. I wonder if she’ll look at me like that when I’m giving it to her good.

He watches as her eyes flutter towards his lips and then back to his eyes before he’s leaning closer to her face, his lips almost brushing against hers. Fuck.

A bang interrupted them and they quickly pulled away from each other, awkwardly trying to compose themselves. Bucky seats beside Sam who was glaring at him. “You just have to stroll in here, you armless shithead.”

“Not cool, dude.” Clint chuckles before dumping his bowl at the sink. Natasha just sighs before taking another bite off her sandwich.

Y/N’s ears perked up when Sam’s words registered to her brain. Armless shithead.

She turns to look at Bucky before cursing under her breath. “Oh gosh, Bucky. I’m so sorry! Your arm reattachment scheduled this morning completely slipped out of my mind. Oh god. I’ll bring it up here now. Just give me a sec.” Y/N stumbles out of her chair, earning a concerned look from Steve who held his hand out just in case the fidgeting scientist falls. Y/N successfully runs out of the kitchen unharmed, leaving two supersoldiers confused.

“What’d I do?” Bucky asks Sam who just shakes his head at him. Nat did the same thing as Sam did when Bucky turned to look at her. Steve still stared at the door that Y/N left in, thinking about how he almost kissed her and realizing how stupid he was. He could have ruined their friendship right then and there. She was so jumpy and awkward right after too. She probably got spooked by his actions.

“Why the constipated face, capsicle.” As if he wasn’t suffering enough, Tony enters the kitchen with a smug smile. “Barnes ruined his chances of kissing the little scientist.” Sam scoffed as Bucky gasped. “Oh shit. Sorry, punk. I didn’t know you were making moves already. Thought you would never do it. Sorry for ruining the moment. You’ll get—” Bucky’s teasing words were cut off by Steve’s booming voice. “Will you all just stop it?! We’re just friends. Stop pushing it. I don’t see her that way so please, just stop. We’re friends and that’s that.” Just as Steve’s speech was ending, a flustered Y/N walked in with a huge box. She walks over to Bucky and starts fumbling with his arm.

Steve curses under his breath as he realized that she just heard his ‘confession’ and it’s not exactly what he wanted her to know. It’s exactly the contrary to what he’s feeling. He wants to be more than just her friend but he didn’t have the guts to do something about it. He also didn’t want to ruin the beautiful friendship that they already have. Relationships are too complicated and he couldn’t risk losing you just because of his stupid feelings.

“There! All done!” Y/N smiles at Bucky and Steve finds himself yearning for her to smile at him like that every-fucking-time. Bucky thanks her and winks at her that made Steve’s insides boil with something he didn’t have an idea about. Y/N picks the box up before walking over to Tony who was standing beside Steve. Right before she gets in front of Tony, she slips and before she knew it, her face was falling down the floor- only to be stopped mid-air as firm arms found their way to her waist and her shoulders.

She was hoisted up and was met with Steve’s face just inches away from hers. “I got you.” Steve smiles.

Y/N coughed and pulled herself away, making Steve’s smile flutter ever so slightly. “Umm, thanks. I gotta get back to work.” She smiles at him before turning towards Tony and starting a topic about their current topic about using vibranium as something he didn’t have an idea about. He sighed in disappointment as he realized how he managed to fuck up his friendship with her by trying to preserve it. How does that even happen to someone?

“Is it just me or does the supersoldier serum affect the brain badly?” Sam pipes up after Y/N leaves the room to go back to the lab. Bucky elbows his ribs in response while Tony laughs at Sam’s words.

“It’s just Steve who’s being an idiot. Don’t drag me into his lack of brain cells” Bucky muttered under his breath. Tony pats Steve on his shoulder before leaning up to his ear to whisper something.

“Just friends, huh?”

Steve was nervous that you would bail on your weekly movie nights with him in his room where the two of you will watch movies that he missed while he was frozen. His nerves were getting the best of him until you knocked on his door only to greet him with a huge smile and arms full of snacks that were almost covering your face. “Movie night?” Steve swore that your giddy voice sounded like angels singing.

Steve felt his heart flutter at the sight before shaking his head back to reality and easily grabbing the snacks out of your arms and setting it down on the foot of his bed. You skipped over to the bed and plopped yourself on it before looking at Steve with a raised eyebrow.

“So… What are we watching tonight?” The anticipation in your voice made Steve smile before scratching the back of his neck.

“Can we continue the game of thrones?” He asks and Y/N thought that him blushing was the cutest thing in the world so she couldn’t do anything but to nod. I mean, how could anyone say no to that face?

You opened up a bag of chips while Steve tinkered with the tv attached to the wall in front of the bed. As the opening song started playing, Steve hopped on the bed beside you, grabbing the bowl of popcorn before laying on his back beside you and scooched closer to you. You smiled at that and laid your head softly on his shoulder which he seemed to like because he chuckled before stealing a piece of chip in your bag. You playfully glared at him as he only booped your nose in return, laughing when some powder from the chips were left on the tip of your nose. He leaned closer to your face, pausing for a while before blowing the powder residues on your nose. You felt your heart skip for a moment before turning back to the tv as the show continued to play.

The room was dark with only the tv being the source of light but it’s enough for you to watch Steve’s every reaction to the show that you’ve already watched yet willing to rewatch it as long as it was with Steve. He was in one of the earlier episodes where Danaerys was betrothed to Khal Drogo. The tv was playing the scene where Danaerys’ handmaid was teaching her how to make love to Drogo. Your body warmed up at the scene, remembering how graphic this series can be and turned slowly to see Steve’s reaction. You expected him to be fidgety and awkward but he seemed to be really focused at the tv screen so you turned your head back towards the screen and continued to watch.

Steve was trying his best to not have a panic attack right then and there. The scene was making him flustered and the effects of it were going straight to his crotch. He saw you move your head to watch his reaction but he did his best to act nonchalant and he was so relieved when you looked away from him that he almost cried. He thanked all the gods when the scene ended but his eyes widened when the screen showed Khal Drogo entering the tent butt naked and heading straight to Danaerys. When the man started ramming into her, Steve knew that he was fucked.

Y/N nostrils flared in embarrassment as she watched the screen as it showed a very erotic scene. She turned her head sneakily to see Steve’s reaction once again but was surprised to see that he was already looking at her, their faces just an inch apart.

She looked at Steve’s eyes and was shocked to see that they were darker than usual, pupils dilated and his breathing erratic. She stared at him for a brief second before asking if he’s okay, genuinely concerned for the supersoldier.

“Steve, are you ok—” Y/N thought that she could’ve died right then and there when Steve closed the space between their lips and kissed her hungrily. Steve’s lips were so soft against her and when he plunged his tongue into her mouth, she almost came right then and there. This was how she’s deeply, madly, and hopelessly in love with the man.

Steve couldn’t explain the feeling he felt when she kissed him back. He could almost hear the wedding bells ringing when she moved her hands to caress both sides of his face. He placed the bowl of popcorn beside her head before placing his hands on her waist, easily manipulating her body so he was on top of her as he continued to kiss her lips like a starved animal.

Steve felt her hands traveling up to his hair as she arched her back. Steve’s eyes went to the back of his head when she felt her grinding against his hard-on and he was thankful that her mouth was on his so she was able to swallow his moans. He responded by grinding his hips down against hers, earning a tug on his hair and a whine from her lips that made his eyes snap open in shock. Shit.

Steve stumbled as he quickly pulled away from her, knocking the popcorn by her head off the bed and making popcorn scatter all over the floor. “Shit” Steve looks at the mess on the floor and back to you, lips plumper after his assault. “Shit” he says again. “I’m so sorry.” He whispers. “Shit, Y/N. I’m so sorry! I didn’t—” He cuts himself by cursing at himself again and again.

Y/N pushes the hurt she’s feeling at the moment. What was he about to say? That he didn’t mean any of it to happen?

She places a hand on Steve’s left cheek and it seemed to immediately calm him down. “Breathe, Steve. It’s okay. Everything’s fine.” You smile at him which he returns sadly.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean for that to happen, I was just… I don’t know what got into me.” Steve stuttered, almost crying. That’s not how he wanted it to come out.

Y/N looks at Steve with a faux smile. Ouch. Saw that one coming but it still hurt like a motherfu—

“I shouldn’t have done that.” Steve shakes his head.

Y/N gives Steve an understanding nod. And here I thought things couldn’t get uglier.

“I mean… I don’t want to ruin what we have. Our friendship, I mean. I love being friends with you and I love what we have and I don’t want to ruin that because of me.” Steve tries to explain. Keyword: tries. “I mean you’re obviously the most gorgeous person in the world but I don't want to lose what we have just because of a kiss or a ruined relationship, do you get what I’m saying?” Steve looks at you hopefully. Clearly, he’s not very good at explaining things but you nod nonetheless.

“I totally understand. I mean… I’ll be more than fine to try things out with you but I understand where you’re getting from. I wouldn’t want to lose what we have either. I guess being friends is the best idea for you.” Steve flinches at your words. Your tone was sweet but your words were hurting him and it’s his own fault too so that just frustrated him even more.

“How about we forget about what just happened and stay as good friends, deal?” Y/N gives him a friendly smile. How the hell is he supposed to just forget about what happened. That was easily the best thing that’s happened in his life and he drove the woman he loves the most to tell him to just forget about it.

“Deal.” Steve smiles. I am a fucking idiot. I managed to put myself in the ‘friendzone’.

Y/N nods and starts to head for the door before looking over her shoulder towards Steve.

“Goodnight, Steve.” And then she was gone.

Steve’s smile fell and he turned around to study the mess left behind. Popcorn all over the floor, game of thrones playing on the screen, and a very hard cock under his pants.

Fuck

That was it for Steve. He knew he fucked everything up when he barely saw you and talked to you anymore. When you no longer made him the usual iced chocolate with whipped cream and sprinkles that you always made him, it broke his heart. But what really broke his heart is when you started skipping out on your movie nights with him. He’s beginning to think that you’re spending extra hours in the lab with Tony just to avoid him and it did horrible things to his heart. Y/N cursed at the turn of events. She hated how the movie night incident turned out but she was ready to make things go back to normal but of course, Tony decided to overload her with work. She didn’t blame him though. They were at the peak of their research and they’re almost done with it and Tony wouldn’t stop until they finished. Y/N stayed to help her mentor/boss until they got to finish the work. She couldn’t deny the fact that she too is excited about the outcome of the research so she kept herself busy.

She saw how it affected Steve though. She saw how his face would light up every time he would catch her taking quick snacks in the kitchen but she would watch that handsome smile disappear from his face when she waved at him to say goodbye and run back to the lab just to continue on her work. She knew that Steve being Steve, he would blame himself for it so she made a little bit of time to explain how things are currently hectic in the lab.

Steve felt a little bit of weight lifted from his shoulders when she approached him after training one afternoon. She handed him his shield as she talked about a few changes and improvements she did here and there. He was so happy that she was finally talking to him again that he couldn’t help but just admire the way her lips moved and her eyes looked at him with a glint of excitement as she talked about his shield.

“Steve?” Her smooth voice brought him back to reality and he smiled at her adoringly, patting her shoulder awkwardly before thanking her for the improvements she did on his shield. “I just want to point out that I’m not avoiding you.” Y/N bit her upper lip as she looked at Steve shyly. Steve thought that she could never be more adorable than this.

“Tony and I are working on this research and we’re both really working our asses off. We’re so hellbent on finishing the research so we’re always working on it over time. I just… I don’t want you to think that I’m avoiding you.” She finished with a breath.

Steve looked down at her, processing her words before breaking off into a grin. He leaned down to give her a hug which she gladly returned before pulling away. Steve cursed at himself for immediately missing the way she felt against him.

Steve lets out a loud sigh before smiling at her. “Thank, god. I thought I scared you away.”

“Never” she grinned before looking down at her wristwatch. “Well, I gotta head back to the lab” she gives him a smile before offering him a handshake, saying “Friends?”

Steve bit the insides of his cheeks as he remembered the position he put himself in.

He gripped her small hand with his big ones before nodding. “Friends.”

Y/N thought that the day she and Tony get to finish their research would never come but here’s Tony now, planning a party for the achievement. He’s also telling you something about introducing and showing you off to an old friend of his that he invited. Max Eisenhardt, you heard Tony say. He was a fellow scientist who specialized in magnets and Tony can’t wait to show him your research about vibranium.

Steve finds Y/N in the kitchen a few hours before the party starts, making her famous iced chocolate milk. “Do my eyes deceive me or is that my most favorite chocolate drink in the world?” Steve walks over to her, placing his elbows on top of her head before placing his chin on them. “Congratulations on finishing the research, Y/N. I’m really proud of you.” He sincerely says and he watches her duck under his arms and looks at him with a playful smile. “Thank you, Steve.” She makes a move to fix her hair before looking back at the glass. “And yes. This is your favorite drink” she winks at him.

“Well, not to be presumptuous or anything but… is it for me?” Steve bites his bottom lip as she pretends to think about it before nodding. “Of course, it is! It’s been so long since I made you one so I figured I’ll make you one before the party starts.” She grins at him before handing him the glass which he gleefully takes before drinking it, not minding the whipped cream that stained his nose and his lips.

Steve’s heart leaps in joy when he hears her laugh at him before handing him a towel. “Clean yourself up, captain. I’ll see you later at the party.” She waves at him before leaving the kitchen. Steve would’ve preferred it if she was the one wiping his face but he settled with cleaning his face on his own.

You settled on wearing black slacks, a white button-down shirt, and a pair of black flats. Tony mentioned something about introducing you to his scientist friends so you figured that a formal attire would suffice. You were barely starting on fixing your hair when Tony barged in. He took a quick look at you before smirking and dragging you out of your room and into the elevator.

“What the hell, Mr. Stark. I wasn’t done—”

“You already look amazing. Cap will definitely lose it.” Tony smirks at you and before you could even say something, the elevator door opens. He gently pushes you out of the elevator before pulling you towards a middle-aged man who smiled at you immediately when he saw Tony dragging you towards him.

“That’s Max Eisenhardt” Tony whispers to your ear before pushing you towards the guy. You stopped yourself from falling onto Max and he was nice enough to steady you by placing both of his hands on your arms. “You okay?” He gently spoke with an accent you couldn’t quite name.

Y/N cursed at Tony in her mind for putting her in this situation. She manages to give the man a smile before nodding flusteredly. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Mr. Max. I’m Y/N. Mr. Stark’s lab assistant.” Y/N offered a hand for him to shake but he quickly shook his head.

“No need for formalities. Call me Erik or Magneto.” He reached for your outstretched hand and pulled on it until you fell onto his chest. He wrapped his arms around you before chuckling and pulling away. You gave him an awkward smile before nodding and sneakily walking away when he and Tony started talking about magnets and whatnot.

Steve’s blood boiled when he watched the interaction between one of Tony’s friends who calls himself Magneto and Y/N. The way he shamelessly grabbed you and flirted with you made Steve think of horrible things on how to dismantle a man’s arm. He hated this feeling. He was so sure that he’s jealous. He knows that he’s jealous.

Tony somehow managed to push you towards Magnet—or was it Magneto? Max? Erik?— every time he would find you hiding from the guy and you managed to sneak away every time as well. He seemed like a really nice man but he could learn a thing or two about taking hints. She politely rejected him five times already and he still hasn’t given up yet. Y/N just have another guy in her mind and possibly her heart so she couldn’t be bothered by any other person. She’s got eyes on Steve and him alone.

Steve felt so proud and giddy whenever you would politely dismiss this Magneto guy’s advances on you. He would watch as you would shake your head with a smile before leaving the guy. He enjoyed watching the guy get rejected over and over again but at the same time, he hated seeing you so uncomfortable.

Steve couldn’t do anything but watch as Tony introduced you to a bunch of other threats scientists. He was doing his best to remain calm but when he saw you smiling and getting cozy with one of the younger scientists, he couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t do anything and he didn’t have the right to be jealous so what the hell would he do? He also couldn’t just stay and watch as another guy wins her heart.

Steve settled on ditching the party.

“Y/N, is that you?” A familiar yet strange voice spoke up from behind her as she was ducking behind a wall, avoiding a certain scientist.

Y/N felt like the angels above blessed her when she saw a familiar face when she turned to look at where the voice came from. “Cisco?! Is that really you?” The smaller man with long hair nodded while grinning at her. He spread his arms to his sides before saying, “The one and only!”

Y/N couldn’t help but squeal and jump on her heels as she jumped into his arms, hugging him as tightly as she could. She knew Cisco from freshman year in college up until they got their own jobs in very well known industries. “Oh my god, it’s been so long!”

The two continued to talk and catch up with each other’s lives until a point where Cisco bid his friend farewell saying something about needing to be home for his family.

Y/N tries to look for the one person she wants to be with but fails to see his face at the party so she decides to look for him at the compound before a certain Magnet named scientist comes for her again.

“There you are! I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” Y/N groans as she closes Steve’s door. She frowned at him before asking, “Why’d you leave the party?”

Steve closed his eyes before letting out an exasperated sigh. “The atmosphere was becoming a little too much for me” he gives her a cheeky smile, patting the spot beside him on the bed. Y/N happily plops herself down beside him before nodding. “Yeah. Tony’s really good at being too much with his parties. Also, I think his friend got mad at me”

Steve frowned at that. “Magneto?” his face reddens when he sees her watching him, probably wondering how he knew the scientist. She’s probably thinking how much of a creep I am and how I was watching her the whole time.

Much to Steve’s relief, she chuckles under her breath before shaking her head. “So that’s his name! I understand why he got so annoyed now!” Y/N laughs and Steve just watches her with a smile on his face.

“Why? What happened?” Steve asks, praying to god that no asshole tried to hurt you. “I kept calling him Magnet instead of Magneto...” Y/N watches Steve as he lets out a laugh, his eyes closing, and little wrinkles forming at the sides of his eyes. Why is he so beautiful?

“Tony seemed determined to push that guy to me though…” Y/N stares off into the distance and Steve managed to get all the confidence he could get to ask. “Seems like he was trying to set you up with a lot of his scientist friends.” he chuckles but it was so dry, he was scared that she might see how annoyed he was with the idea.

Y/N tilts her head and looks at him with furrowed eyebrows and at that moment, Steve felt his heartache for not having the guts to just ask the woman in front of her out. How can she manage to make his heart feel like this every single time?

“What do you mean? Magneto’s the only guy he’s setting me up with” Y/N’s voice cuts Steve's internal battle with himself.

“What about that guy with the long hair… I think his name was Cisco?” Steve pretends to not know his name but in all honesty, he’d done every research on the guy as soon as he got to his room.

“Oh! Cisco!” Y/N’s face lights up at the mention of her friend’s name and Steve felt his heart break a little at her excitement. “He’s an old friend from college. He’s a very nice guy.” Y/N starts and Steve prepares himself for the heartbreak that’s inevitable.

“We were both freshmen and I used to get bullied by this group of guys. You would think that being in college would stop all the stereotypes and all that but no. These guys would always torment me just because they can but then Cisco, I didn’t know him yet, stood up for me. Even though he was much smaller than the guys and is completely outnumbered, he still fought them and instead of me being bullied, it was us two getting all the torment. It was the start of a beautiful friendship.” Y/N laughs at the end of her story, remembering the event in her mind.

Steve’s blood boiled at the thought of people bullying you. If there is anything that he hates the most, it was bullies. As much as he tried to hate this Cisco friend of yours, he genuinely sounds like a nice guy. Kind of reminds him of himself.

“I can’t believe how we both turned out to be. We’re both scientists now but it looks like he’s doing much better than I am.” Y/N looks down and shakes her head with a smile.

“What do you mean? If you ask me, I think you’re doing a hell of a job!” Steve’s voice cracks a little and he couldn’t help but blush as Y/N looks up at him with a smirk.

“I know. I’m working for Tony Stark, for goodness sake. It’s just Cisco is living the complete package of adulthood. Being married, having kids, and all that.” Y/N sighs, standing up from the bed before moving towards the door.

Oh… Oh!

Steve stood up from the bed as fast as he could, walking towards her with determination.

“Woah, Steve. I’m just going to get some snacks—” Y/N stops talking as Steve pulls out a small velvet box from his slacks and hands it to her.

“I uhh… Congratulations on the research, Y/N. I’m really proud of you.” he guides her hands to open the box, revealing a vintage necklace with a scarlet gemstone.

“Steve… You honestly didn’t have to.” Y/N admires the necklace before running her fingers against the red stone. Steve takes the necklace and moves to stand behind her. “May I?” He asks her to which she quickly nodded.

Steve stared at Y/N and admired how she managed to look ethereal with or without the necklace. “You know… I bought that necklace for you a few months after I met you.” This was it. Steve couldn’t keep his feelings from her anymore. He might regret it later but at least he got to tell her how he really feels.

“You did?” Y/N whispers under her breath as she looks up at Steve when he tilts her chin up with his fingers.

“When you were tasked to babysit me, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. About how you were so understanding. The way you were so patient with me. The way your eyes lit up each time you would tell stories about something you’re passionate about.” Steve gulps before continuing, “I knew I was fucked when you laughed at one of my lame jokes. I remember how angelic your voice sounded and how everything seemed to disappear and all I could see was your face.”

Y/N stared at Steve with hooded eyes. It felt like she was in a dream. She watched how his eyes glossed and watched him breathe through his lips before he leaned closer to her, lips barely touching.

“What about being friends?” Y/N watches him as he bites his bottom lip.

“Fuck being friends” he breaks the distance and kisses her with determination. One of his hands finds its way to her back while the other cradles her face, pulling her closer to him as if he didn’t want any space between them.

Y/N’s hands find their way towards the back of his neck, pulling him closer with the same determination. They didn’t pull away from each other until they needed to breathe.

Steve goes back in for another kiss, guiding her back to the bed and positioning himself on top of her.

Their night was just getting started and wouldn’t end any time soon.

Steve stared at you while you peacefully slept beside him. You looked otherworldly wearing nothing but the necklace he gave to you, rays of sunshine hitting parts of your skin, and his blanket laying on top of your body. He decided then and there that he will always want to wake up to this view. He wants to wake up every day with you beside him. He smiled at the idea.

His cheeks tinted red when he remembered how you looked on top of him and how you looked under him. How you became breathless because of him and how your body squirmed under his touch. Just the thought of you makes his cock spring back to life. It doesn’t help that you’re currently staring at him with a small smile and tired eyes.

“You’re awake!” Steve breathes out, eyes widening a little.

“Good morning to you too” Y/N chuckles at Steve's reaction before turning to look at the ceiling.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” Steve leans down to kiss your lips, then your nose, and then your forehead. You smile up at him before kissing his lips.

“So we’re not friends anymore?” Y/N raises an eyebrow at him before giving him a cheeky smile.

“I want to do this the right way.” Steve watches Y/N tilt her head in confusion.

“Let me take you out on a date,” Steve asks.

“I think you got your sequence a bit mixed up, Steve.” Y/N grins and Steve retorts with showering her face with kisses making her giggle under him.

“Okay! Okay! I’ll go on a date with you on one condition.” Y/N straightens up before staring at him seriously.

“Anything” Steve responds immediately.

“I’ll go on a date with you if you agree to become my boyfriend” Y/N gives him a toothy smile.

“I will gladly be your boyfriend… I guess I’m not the only one who got the sequence of dating all messed up, huh?” Steve teases her and she just laughs in return, taking Steve’s dress shirt from the floor and putting it on. It was big on her so it fell just above her knees and she rolled the huge sleeves up to her forearms.

Steve admires her in his clothes. Another view that he would always want to see. He stands from the bed only to pull her body on top of him as he lays back on the bed.

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let you go.” Steve’s voice was deep and sincere and he loved how her body responded to his voice.

“I’ll only leave you when you no longer want me but I’ll still be there to watch over you. I’ll always be there when you need me.” Steve turned her body around so now they were chest to chest.

“I don’t think that’s possible.” Y/N watches Steve as he furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

“I will never not want you. Besides, I got it bad for you just as you got it bad for me.” Y/N leans her face closer to his, pressing her forehead against his.

“How do you know that?” Steve smiles as he looks at her lips before looking back at her eyes.

“Because I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let you go as well.” Y/N grins before pressing a kiss on his lips and him immediately responding to the kiss by pulling her body closer to his. A kiss that sealed their relationship because they were no longer just friends.

#steve rogers fluff #steve rogers smut #Steve Rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers oneshot #captain america #captain america imagine #captain america fluff #captain america smut #captain america x reader #friends to lovers

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samusangel · 4 years ago

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˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚𓆟 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀; what happens when inarizaki’s sweetheart falls head over heels for renowned fuckboy miya atsumu?

⤿ 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲; fluff, angst

⤿ 𝗮/𝗻; everyone has a kansai accent (the reader’s accent isnt that strong at times) so dont let ur brain get jumbled. enjoy <3

⤿ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴(??): swearing, SPOILERS!!

⤿ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 2.3k

𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗼 *̣̩⋆̩☽

y/l/n y/n, inarizaki’s very own angel. always bubbling with excitement, always smiling. her giggles often enchant the students of inarizaki; it’s like a glimpse into heaven.

never in a million years would they have thought she’d be friends with miya atsumu. inarizaki’s very own devil in disguise. your typical heartbreaker.

if it wasn’t for kita and suna’s constant begging for her to be the manager for the volleyball club, she’d probably not even talk to him.

“y/n-chan!”

you swiftly turn on your heel, stopping the current conversation you were having with aran. atsumu’s in front of you, panting. he must’ve been running here; you put a mental note in your brain to give him water later.

“thought i’d never catch up to ya. for a shorty, yer pretty quick.” atsumu’s smiling at you, it’s the same smile he gives to every other girl. you aren’t special to him, you’re just a fling waiting to happen.

you’ve been crushing on atsumu for quite a while. maybe it’s the affection he gives you? the other boys on the volleyball team give you brotherly love, you even call kita nii-san sometimes. but atsumu? his affection gave the intentions that he was interested in you. the same affectionate ways your friends’ boyfriends gave them. but you think again. this is miya atsumu, a playboy at it’s finest. he would never be interested in you, right?

“‘tsumu, i told ya not to call me shorty!” you lightly smack his arm, pouting.

“can’t resist it, yer too cute to not be called shorty. let’s go.” atsumu holds your hand as the two of you walk to the gym for practice.

“kita-nii!” you quickly let go of atsumu’s hand and run towards kita, hugging him.

“y/n-chan, it’s good to see you made it without you and ‘tsumu bitin each others’ heads off!” kita chuckles, patting your head as a signal to go get the surprise you had made for the team, aran getting up to go with you.

the moment you’re out of earshot, kita yells at atsumu.

“why’re ya late, ‘tsumu? thought ya said you’d make it on time today,” kita scoffs, thoroughly done with atsumu constantly being late the past month. nationals were coming up, he couldn’t have the team slacking, “don’t tell me it’s another one o’ ya dumb flings again.”

“was waitin for y/n-chan, she had to stay back and help some douche with his homework. tch, as if,” there was a certain jealously laced in his words, one that if you’d heard it you’re sure it would make your precious little heart burst.

“yer not much better, ya know.” osamu casually puts out, and he isn’t wrong. after all, atsumu isn’t given the title ‘playboy’ for nothing.

“‘samu, don’t be like that. i aint all that bad, right?” atsumu whines, frowning like a little kid about to have a temper tantrum.

“guys!! i have somethin’ for ya!” you walk back into the gym with aran, both holding a tray of baked goods.

“eh? y/n-chan, what’s that for?” the sweet smell of vanilla and strawberries wafts through the air, very quickly catching the inarizaki team’s attention.

“well.. you guys have been working really hard lately getting ready for nationals so i thought it’d be nice to bake you guys some sweets,” the team stared at her, wide-eyed. how did they get so lucky?

“o-oh but.. if ya guys don’t wan’ em-”

“y/n-chan, ya fuckin angel. we’re gonna eat all of these.” atsumu pulls you into a hug, your face smushed into his chest. you feel your cheeks heat up at the compliment, but you ignore the fuzzy feeling and familiar butterflies swarming; simply letting atsumu do what he wanted.

“‘tsumu, let go! ya gotta eat before the rest of the guys eat em!” atsumu loosens his grip around you, changing his hold on you to his arm falling to your waist.

the team eat the trays of pastries you baked the night before, osamu and atsumu constantly fighting over the mini-cupcakes you made with the extra batter. osamu claims they taste better, while atsumu just wants an excuse to beat his brother at something. suna just quietly eats the vanilla cookies, thanking you for being so generous to the idiots on his team. aran and kita are just watching osamu and atsumu fight, munching on cornets.

atsumu usually doesn’t make it very far fighting with osamu, it seems keeping his hold on your waist is much more important to him. your heart flutters at the position you’re currently in; you sitting next to atsumu, your head resting softly on his shoulder. atsumu humming a soft little tune only for your ears to hear as he peacefully watches you play with his much larger hands.

“should i bake some more for tomorrow?” you ask, lifting your head from atsumu’s shoulder to start packing up the trays and cleaning any crumbs the boys left behind.

“if ya wanna, we’re not fussed.” aran smiles sweetly to you; you simply give a small smile back.

“alright, we’ll just skip practice for today. you’re all gonna practice extra tomorrow though,” kita chuckles hearing the disapproving groans from his teammates, “don’t worry, im sure y/n can think of a way to keep ya excited.”

“i’ll start thinkin of some fun activities we can do on the weekend!” you chirp, getting up to find your bag.

everyone starts piling out; you walking out eagerly chatting with osamu about a new recipe you’ve been dying to try. atsumu’s much larger hand engulfs yours as you and atsumu split ways from osamu since atsumu insisted he walk you home.

“’tsumu, you don’t have to walk me home. i’m not a lil’ kid anymore.” you smile at him, feeling a sense of euphoria at the fact he chose to walk you home instead of walking home with osamu.

“yer so innocent though, i swear someone could lure ya in with candy or somethin’.” atsumu laughs, watching the way your face goes from a soft smile to slightly confused to very offended.

“c’mon atsu’,” you whined, pouting, “i’m not that dumb!”

“yeah, but ya aren’t that smart either,” he takes a moment to admire you while you ramble about how you still got better grades than him and how osamu is the smarter twin.

“oh! tsumu, you should go home now.”

“right. see ya tomorrow, y/n!”

the next few days pass and you feel as if the atmosphere is off between you and atsumu. you’ve spoken to osamu about it and he feels the same way. did something happen between you and atsumu?

“..astu’?” you tap atsumu’s shoulder softly, letting him know you’re there.

“oh. y/l/n.” atsumu isn’t looking at you with the usual gleam in his eyes and you’re starting to wondering if you messed up something.

“‘tsumu, why’re you callin’ me by my last name?” you bite your lip in a state of confusion and nervousness.

“y/n. we need to talk.” he sighs in a way that you would when you’re disappointed and you’re thinking you really fucked up.

after school, you meet atsumu in the gym. they don’t have practice today, so the gym was the perfect place to meet up.

“y/n. i know what you think about me. i can see it in the way you look at me.” atsumu begins, almost instantly regretting what he’s decided to do. the way your eyes are starting to tear up makes him know you know what he’s talking about.

“atsumu.. i didn’t- i didn’t mean to. it just-” you stutter out, tears dripping down your cheeks, as atsumu pulls you into a hug.

“shh, i know. it’s okay, yeah? just ‘cause ya fell in love with me doesn’t mean we can’t still be friends. just needed ya to know that ya shouldn’t confess to me. i’m gonna have to reject ya, and i really don’t wanna do that.” you don’t know what to say, especially since you were hoping to confess to him in a few days.

“i- i’m gonna go, atsumu.” you pull away from him after a few minutes of silence and after your sobs have silenced.

“i’ll walk you home.”

“no.. atsumu, i need time to think, y’know?”

days pass, days turning to weeks and weeks beginning to edge onto two months. the heavy tension in the gym is suffocating. the bus ride to nationals isn’t much better either. you’re sitting as far away from atsumu as you can, avoiding the awkward looks he gives you. you know he wants to apologise for being so blunt to you, but you aren’t ready to talk to him yet.

“y/n, i think it’s time you talked with ‘tsumu. i know you don’t want to, but as our manager you have to for the sake of the team.” kita’s calm voice snaps you out of your lost state of mind. it was evident that you weren’t feeling your best from the way your gaze was soft and it looked like you were drifting off.

“oh. uh.. i don’t think he wants to see me right now?” you try to make an excuse but kita simply shakes his head no and you grumble.

“y/n. go now, please. ‘tsumu isn’t focusin’ durin’ practice. as manager ya needa set him straight.”

“kita-nii..” you hesitate for a moment, “fine. i’ll do it.”

“thank you, y/n.”

you walk up to atsumu, who seems quite surprised you’re even looking at him right now, and sit next to him.

“atsu’.. i don’t wanna be the reason you might lose nationals. i know how much this means to you,” you make eye contact with atsumu for the first time in about a month.

“y/n, it’s not yer fault, yeah?” atsumu cups your cheek with his hand, a small smile growing on his face, “shouldn’t have been so blunt with ya anyways, shoulda known you’d react like this.”

“are.. are we okay again?” you bite your lip lightly, patiently waiting for a reply.

“think we were always okay, we just had a lil’ mishap, y’know?”

“so.. can i sit next to you?” you feel at peace knowing what happened hopefully won’t change your current dynamic, even if you know atsumu definitely won’t be yours.

“yeah, ya can. c’mere.” you sit down before atsumu tucks you into his side.

the rest of the ride is silent, but the uncomfortable tension is eased.

nationals pass by in a few blinks. but in the end, unfortunately, inarizaki lost to karasuno; a school no one would’ve thought could make it this far before, not after their reputation of being ‘clipped crows’.

the bus is once again silent during the ride home, and it breaks your heart — as the manager who’s been with them as long as the second years have — seeing how distraught the boys look. everyone looks disappointed in themselves, even suna looks upset. but most of all, atsumu looks like he’s on the verge of tears. and sitting next to him gives you the front seats to the way his eyes are glossy, the tears threatening to spill over any moment.

even the school feels silent, the losing game somehow affecting the entirety of inarizaki. even you, the bubbly sweetheart, could barely smile.

months pass, and now it’s almost the end of your second year. everything seemed to pass in a blur, from the losing match to the rest of your second year. the only thing that seemed to linger was the feeling of regret; and your feelings for atsumu. maybe if you didn’t catch feelings for atsumu, he would’ve been more focused. if you didn’t catch feelings, he wouldn’t have had to talk to you about it.

although the boys didn’t technically have to keep practicing, a few of the boys kept going; especially atsumu.

“atsu’? it’s time to lock up before ya get in trouble from coach. again.” your soft voice calling out to atsumu snaps him out of his focus.

“oh. yeah, gimme a minute.”

you watch atsumu do his jump serve, the sound of the impact from the ball hitting the floor bouncing on the walls of the gym. atsumu tried to hit another serve before you register why you’re there but it’s too late.

“atsu’, no! i’ll help you clean up, c’mon. you gotta walk me home, it’s late. it’d be terrible if i, your precious manager, got kidnapped right?” you joked, though you were still terrified at the thought of getting kidnapped for real.

“yeah ya right, it’d be so hard for the team without our darlin’ lil’ manager.” atsumu chuckles.

your parents didn’t really mind where you went at night, especially since they knew you were often with atsumu. so it’s no surprise that your parents don’t call or text when it’s late at night and you’re at a park with atsumu, sitting on a bench together. the cold breeze making you wish you’d brought your jacket with you that day. and it seems atsumu notices because soon after you shiver, atsumu’s large jacket is placed on your shoulders.

“hey, y/n?” atsumu swings his arm around your shoulder and makes you shuffle closer to him.

“mm?”

“i like you.”

“oh, cool. wait. what??” your whip your head to face him, shocked at the sudden confession.

“maybe i can give this whole love thing a shot? doesn’t seem that hard to keep ya happy.” atsumu jokes, watching as your expression shuffles through happy, confused and a mix of the two.

“i- i like you too but.. your volleyball career?”

atsumu simply shushes you and brings you into a soft kiss; and you wish time would stop right then.

“be my girlfriend?” he smiles at you, a hopeful glint in his eyes.

and who were you to say no to that?

#happy birthday to the miya twins <3 #i had fun writing this for tsumu 🥰🥰#vivi says i can write #samusangel birthday special #atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x you #atsumu x y/n #miya atsumu x you #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #miya atsumu x y/n #haikyuu headcanons

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kyber-crystal · 4 years ago

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Unspoken Words

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: 4.2k (I POPPED OFF LOLLLLL)

Summary: In which the night before being deployed on a covert black-ops mission overseas with Natasha, you write Steve a secret love letter that you never intended to give him. But, it still ends up falling into his hands.

Warnings: fluff, soft angst, cute steve hehe

A/N: once again, shamelessly stole this idea from the kdrama im watching adsfasdf

To Steve.

You always told me it was time I found someone who cared for me just as much as I cared about others. For the longest time, I had myself believing I was set for life since I already had the team. That I didn’t need to find a man to sweep me off my feet and take his last name, to have as my own, as every time I seemed to let my feelings wander astray, it’d end in tragedy.

After waiting for too long to say this, I guess I'm gonna come clean now, so brace yourself. I felt as if this would be easier for me if I was saying it on paper rather than in person, so here you go.

I realized I'm in love with you. You never leave my mind. You're always there, mentally, if not physically. It's hard for you to comprehend all at once, I know, it's hard for me to wrap my mind around, too. It still feels unreal that I'm actually admitting all this to you. I could've sworn I'd only acted this way in my dreams, but hey, reality can sometimes come up behind you and slap you in the face, you know?

In the middle of the storm, a war that rages on in my mind, you’re my safe haven. You’re the gentle center who keeps me steady and prevents me from teetering over the edge and losing my grip on reality. You keep me centered, and I don’t know what I’d do without you by my side. Steven Grant Rogers, I’m in love with you. I know, it doesn’t seem real. As crazy as it sounds, I’m hopelessly in love with you.

Steve, you are my one stability in a chaos-ridden world and I thank you endlessly for that. I so desperately needed something to hold onto, something to convince me I was still alive and breathing and somewhat sane. It's hard for me, it's hard that only today I've accepted the feelings I'd been harboring inside for years. But I've decided to admit defeat and admit I've officially fallen in love with you. Because what I'm beginning to feel now is far too strong for me to ignore; it's impossible to keep up this act when you're all I can seem to think about.

It's all strange, honestly. The feeling of butterflies flying around my stomach and tickling my insides makes me feel as if I'm up in the sky, my head in the clouds, but it also overwhelms me and makes me scared at the same time. The fact that I'm in so deeply in love scares me because I know when I'm really in love with someone, it's hard to escape once I've completed the act of falling for them.

Weird, right? Who knew the great Y/N was so capable of being a romantic sap?

It feels dangerous yet completely safe at the same time, as if someone's given me peace and my heart is dancing around in my chest because it's so happy, at the same time there is a Captain America-shaped hole there in the center that I was never aware was there in the beginning. My chest aches at the thought of having to leave you or you not reciprocating my feelings, but I know I might just suffer that fate, since the world as I know it, isn't kind whatsoever. I should know this better than anyone, after fighting countless battles.

It scares me more than excites me, how you can go from being really close friends to then being completely infatuated and in love with them and wondering how you were ever able to go on with your daily life without them, because I sure as hell can't imagine that now. In the beginning, I told myself it's not right, I still had so much of my life ahead of me, so much time to plan out what I'm going to end up like in the future but my brain is screaming no, no, it is right, it's meant to be.

The team tries convincing me to do something about it but I'm terrified. Terrified that I'll have to bring down the thick and heavy walls I spent so much time building up in the fears of being hurt and damaged and my heart shattered to a million jagged pieces.

I know most people would consider me to be foolish and naïve for spilling my feelings through a sappy love letter, but it's true when I say I love you so much more than I could ever love myself. You're my best friend, and as cheesy as it sounds, you are my everything. My anchor.

I fell for you all on my own. Not because I was pressured to or anything, but because I made the decision myself. I don't just give my heart to you by default as if there's no one else available for me to open up to. It's because I choose to. Every day that I wake up, every day we're fighting for our lives or fighting each other or going about a normal day or whatever, I'll keep choosing you over and over again, and I hope someday you'll do the same.

I love you more than you know. And if you don't feel the same way, then it's perfectly fine. I understand, and I'll wait for you as long as it takes, no matter what.

Whatever it takes.

Y/N

You let out a long sigh and set down your pen, folding the paper up into fourths and tucking it under your lamp before pushing yourself away from your desk and standing up, stretching your arms in the air. What even was the point of doing that, anyways? It’s not like Steve’s just going to come in here and read the letter.

The downside of living with the Avengers was that word got around very quickly, especially about your love life. There was no hiding anything from anyone, as they’d find out one way or another. If Tony didn’t find out first, it was Natasha, Sam, or Bucky who did.

“Hey, Nat,” you spoke without turning your head to look at who was behind you, knowing your red-headed best friend was leaning against the doorframe, observing you carefully.

“Y/N,” Natasha nodded and made her way inside, sitting at the edge of your bed and you took a seat next to her, as she rested her head on your shoulder. “You alright? I can tell something’s on your mind.”

You shook your head. “I’m fine.”

“Something tells me you’re not.”

“Did Wanda read my mind for you?” you raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

“No, she didn’t,” she replied honestly, “she’s busy baking cookies with Vis and Peter right now. You think you wanna tell me what’s up? As your best friend, I’m obligated to know what’s going on.”

You closed your eyes and let out a long sigh. "You know what it is."

"You mean who?"

"Why am I letting this happen to myself?"

"You can't control who you fall for,," she explained. "Your heart sometimes just has a mind of its' own."

“He’s Captain America,” you deadpanned.

“And you’re the badass Y/N!”

“I shouldn’t even have feelings in the first place. And I shouldn't have written that love letter that I won't even give him anyways, or...you know."

"You wrote him a letter?"

You got up and tugged the letter from underneath your lamp and gave it to her, watching as her eyes scanned over the paper with your tidy, typewriter-like handwriting filling the sheet from top to bottom.

"So..."

Natasha handed the paper back to you. "Why can't you just tell him?"

"Because he doesn’t like me back."

"You should tell him at some point. Keeping this all to yourself isn't healthy."

"You sound like Tony."

She chuckled lightly. "What?It's the truth."

"Fine," you threw your hands up in the air in defeat, "I’ll consider telling him after we get back from Kyiv. I’m only considering it. And if I do confess...will you take me out for shawarma? Bucky took me last time and I barely got to eat anything because he stole most of my food."

"Alright, I promise," she laughed. "You got a deal."

...

SHIELD was always taking advantage of your almost unparalleled skill in the art of covert espionage and hand to hand combat and sending you off. Normally, it would last no longer than a few days or weeks at a time, so to hear that you'd be gone for four whole months made Steve feel sick to his stomach. He was dreading having to watch you leave, because it would mean spending the next third of a year by himself, without being able to see your face or your smile or simply have you around for some good company.

You pulled him aside after dinner one night to tell him the news.

"Nat and I were called in by Fury early this morning. We're being deployed to eastern Europe to stop a nuclear missile launch."

"How long will you be gone?" He tried to keep his voice as steady as possible, but it was a dead giveaway that he didn't want you to go at all.

"Well...if things go right, 3-4 months."

"And if doesn't?"

"Six, maybe seven."

Steve felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach at your answer. "Why is it gonna take so long?"

"I don't know," you sighed, "just trying getting in and out isn't a very short process. We have to maintain low profile for a while before we infiltrate the base. If we're discovered too early on...then...well, we're basically screwed."

"Oh."

"Hey, I'm going to be fine, if that's what you're so worried about," you took his hand in yours and squeezed it tightly, "I know you're thinking I can't handle this, but I can. Nat and I are gonna look out for each other. I promise I'll be okay."

"When are you leaving?"

"First thing in the morning. We gotta go at four."

You didn't have to add on another sentence to tell him it meant you were unable to say goodbye to anyone. He nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat and trying to ignore that weird feeling in his chest as you kept holding his hand, not letting go even when you had the chance to.

Later that night, you were able to get five hours of sleep before Natasha came in to wake you up and you got ready. When she noticed how your eyes had lost the light to them and your shoulders slumped as you boarded the jet, she knew something was up.

Guilt clawed at your insides. You should’ve told him you loved him before you left, you idiot. What if you don’t make it back alive? Hm?

A set of footsteps echoing across the hangar bay suddenly made you turn around. You turned around to see Steve, jogging towards you and calling out your name. Knowing it was only a matter of minutes before you finished boarding and took off for a mission thousands of miles away, with very little ways of communication as you were supposed to be as discreet as possible when undercover, he didn't want you to leave without saying goodbye.

A mix of surprise and relief is on your face when you see him. You shake your head and give him a reassuring look, that everything was going to be okay and you'd be just fine.

"What are you doing here? You should be sleeping," your brows furrowed together in confusion as you unloaded your weapons, tying up your combat boots. "I thought you—"

Steve quickly comes forward and crushes you into a tight embrace that tells you he's going to miss you much more than he's letting on. You were quick to return the gesture, wrapping your arms around his torso and squeezing him back, resting your head against his broad chest.

"Stay safe out there," he murmured into your hair, pressing a light, fleeting kiss to the top of your hair.

You don't question his sudden act of sentiment, and just gave him a small smile in response. "Don't worry. I will."

With that, you turned around, stepping back up the ramp with Natasha. The gates to the hangar bay slid open, and within seconds you had taken off.

Steve stands there for a while even after the Quinjet is out of his sight, and it's only when Bucky pulls him back inside that he realizes he's been standing there for over an hour without moving at all.

The first few weeks pass by in a blur. He hardly eats, he hardly sleeps, he hardly even gets up for his morning runs or trains at all. After the first two months came and went, Tony grew rather concerned seeing him deteriorate and decided to ask him what was going on.

"Tony, I'm fine."

"Like hell you are. What's up with you? You haven't eaten a solid meal in over two months. You've lost some weight around your face, you almost look like a skeleton. When you haven't gone on your morning runs in forever, I should have a reason to be worried about you, Cap."

"It's been five weeks and she hasn't checked in with us yet," he stated plainly, gulping down his third cup of coffee of the day. "She should've called a week ago."

"God, I never thought you'd be the one to get so worked up over a girl," the billionaire let out a long sigh, pouring himself a cup of coffee as well at the kitchen counter before taking a seat at the island next to him, "but here we are now."

"What if she got injured?"

"Her and Nat are looking out for each other. I'm sure she's fine. She's going to be okay, so why don't you eat something solid for once? Tell me what you wanna order, I'll get it for you."

Thanks, Tony. I'll take Thai." (You and Steve often ate Thai takeout together.)

"Anytime."

Way over in Ukraine, you and Natasha were sitting on the bed in your hotel room watching the news on TV in silence because neither one of you felt like sleeping yet, until she decided to speak up.

"Why haven't you called Rogers yet?"

"I...don't know."

"He's gotta be missing you like hell, you know."

"I know. And I miss him too...a bit too much. That's why I can't call him. Because every time I hear his voice or see something that reminds me of him, it makes me fall even more in love with him and I can't afford having that. I don't want to risk getting hurt. Besides...I already summoned every last ounce of willpower to write that letter."

"You really should give him a call. It's not doing your heart any good to purposely drain yourself of him."

"Fine."

Steve had somehow allowed himself to get roped into a Mario Kart showdown with Bucky and Sam, when his phone suddenly lit up with a familiar number he could recognize anywhere. Your contact picture filled up the screen: you grinning wildly as his arms wrapped around you from behind, Pietro photobombing in the back as he made heart signs with his hands.

He picked up the phone and answered it after only one ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Steve," you spoke over the phone, "how's it going?"

"Hey," he couldn't help but break into a smile, "are you alright?"

"Yeah. We got the data files downloaded onto the flash drive and then destroyed it yesterday. So for now, we're just waiting around and maybe doing some tours of Kyiv while we have time."

"What time is it over there?"

"Half past midnight. You?"

"2:30."

"How are you holding up?"

Bucky and Sam looked over at that exact moment, wiggling their eyebrows up and down as they gestured for Steve to say something. "I'm doing fine. Got pulled into a Mario Kart deathmatch with the two idiots."

"Tell Bucky and Sam I send my regards and that I'm bringing back those baguettes I promised for when we stop over in Paris," you told him.

"I will. It's good to hear your voice, Y/N."

You couldn't help but feel your heart flutter at those words. "It's good to hear your voice, too. Look, I'm sorry...but it's getting late, and my data on my phone is low, Fury didn't give me an unlimited plan so I gotta go now. See you soon."

"Okay. Try to get some good sleep, alright? I don't want you getting hurt because you didn't get a good night's rest the night before. See you."

"COME ON, MAN!" Sam yelled as soon as you hung up. "You didn't even have the decency to say 'I love you?'"

"I love her, but not like that."

"Sure you don't. I saw the way your face lit up when you picked up the phone."

"Two months," the super-soldier let out a sigh of disappointment, setting down the controller to watch him and Bucky tear each other apart on Rainbow Road, "two more months."

He picked up his phone again and clicked on his camera roll, mindlessly beginning to scroll through until one picture caught his eye. It was during summer break when you were vacationing in the Bahamas for two weeks along with several SHIELD agents, and Coulson had taken the team picture. Fury had somehow been convinced to come along as well.

As his eyes scanned all the faces in the picture, he came across himself and noticed that he wasn't smiling at the camera, but at you instead, and you were doing the same. Both of you, gazing into each others' eyes as if the two of you were the only people left on Earth.

He felt a pang in his chest as he realized, at that moment, that he was in love with you and hadn't gotten the chance to tell you so before you left. And now, it could be too late.

The letter ends up reaching Steve much faster than you'd anticipated it to. The next day, he went to drop off the sweatshirt you left in his room last time you’d had a movie night together and comes across a single sheet of paper lying out on your desk.

All the color quickly drains from his face when he realizes this wasn't actually meant for him to read. He knows what he'd just done was wrong, but the fact that he was so oblivious to how you felt about him makes him feel even worse.

...

The mission had gone extremely well. You and Natasha were in and out of that base probably faster than you could summon Tony after yelling out that one of his suits had been tampered with.

Natasha thought it'd be fun to surprise him by coming back a month early and could tell instantly that you loved the idea, judging by the way your eyes lit up when you boarded the Quinjet.

You decided to call him again on the flight back as she sat at the front piloting the jet.

"Steve?"

"Hey. What's up?"

"Uh...I'm afraid there's been a change of plans."

"What plans?" His voice quickly grew worried as he tried masking his disappointment at the fact that you weren't announcing your return.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that, I'm sorry, but...I just wanted to call you to update you on what's happening. Signal's not very good up here, Nat and I are flying out again so I'll call you when we touch down."

"Okay. Talk to you in a bit."

After making a quick pit stop at a bakery in Paris, you were up in the skies again, zipping back towards the Avengers HQs where the rest of the team was waiting.

"You know, I think Rogers is in love with you," Natasha gave you a knowing look as you touched down.

"What makes you think that?"

"When you guys were going after Bucky...I think that's when it all happened."

"But that was several years ago?"

"Exactly."

You unbuckled your seatbelts and stood up, picking up your duffel bags as the opening gates dropped down and you stepped off the ramp to an awaiting Bucky, Sam, Clint and Peter.

"Y/N!" Peter rushed forward, squeezing you in a tight hug. "Hi! You're home early!"

"Yeah, I am," you grinned ruffling his hair as you pulled apart. "You make sure Bucky and Sam didn't misbehave?"

Sam shot you a glare as Peter replied. "Well, they were alright. Happy dropped me off here yesterday and I monitored their Mario Kart matches to make sure nobody killed someone, so yeah. Clint was good too."

You went over to Bucky as Natasha went to talk to Sam and Clint about mission details."

"Y/L/N."

"Barnes."

"How was the flight?" His hard expression softened slight as he gave you a quick hug. "I heard everything went pretty well."

"Yeah, it was okay. A bit jet-lagged, but other than that I'm fine. And speaking of flight! I got you guys something."

You motioned for Nat to bring the box of pastries from the jet, and as soon as she did everyone's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Dude, you're the best," Sam exclaimed as he bit into an eclair. "I love Parisian pastries."

"We don't wanna be here too long, now do we?" Clint spoke up. "Y/N, I think you have a special someone to surprise inside."

"Oh?" you raised an eyebrow at the archer before following him and the others inside the compound.

Steve was busy reading a news article on his phone at the kitchen island, sitting there in a plain grey T-shirt and dark jeans when he looked up and met your gaze.

"Hey, soldier," you greeted with a smirk, "miss me?"

His face broke into a grin as he set his phone down. "You're back early."

"Fury was a bit more lenient this time," you shrugged, taking your hands out of your jacket pockets, "so he let us go. Since we got the job done pretty fast."

He chuckled lightly, pulling you close in response and wrapping his strong arms around you. "I'm glad you're back."

"So I take it you really missed me, huh."

"You could put it that way."

"Like hell he missed you. You should've seen him while you were gone, Christ," Sam groaned. "He wouldn't eat anything solid for an entire week."

"Oh!" Wanda piped up, "I believe he has something to tell you? Right, Steve?"

"No, I don't?"

"Uh, we'll leave now, then," Clint awkwardly cleared his throat. "Let's give these two a minute."

With that, they calmly filed out of the kitchen, leaving the two of you to yourselves.

"You look tired," Steve raised an eyebrow at you as he noticed the dark circles under your eyes.

"You look worse," you joked, earning a small laugh from him as you circled your arms around his torso. "I'm just a bit jet-lagged. The ten hour time difference wasn't very kind to me."

"Well, I'm glad you're back," he breathed out, "I missed you."

"Ah, there it is," you mumbled into his chest. "But yeah, I missed you too. And here I was starting to think Captain America didn't have the heart to care for someone so much."

"Only for you, Y/N," he chuckled, pressing a light kiss to your forehead, "only for you."

“Wait a second,” you pulled away and saw a familiar piece of paper sticking out of his jacket pocket, “what’s that?”

Your eyes widened as you pulled it out and realized it was the letter you’d written him several months back. “Oh shit...”

“Was I not supposed to read this?’

“NO!”

“It was addressed to me, though...?”

“I never meant for you to read it!” you hissed, “Now give it back!”

“Ah ah ah! I don’t think so.”

You let out an annoyed groan, going up on your tiptoes to try and snatch the paper out of his hand. “Screw you, Rogers. Why do you have to be so damn tall?”

You jumped up and down in an attempt to get the letter back for several minutes until you finally gave up, arms growing sore. When he towered half a foot above you, it was hopeless.

Your hands landed against his chest as you let them fall and you just stood there for a few seconds, or minutes, maybe, in utter silence, with his warm breath falling against your neck and you hated yourself for wanting this moment to last longer.

The air was suddenly buzzing with anticipation, like the world was holding its breath to see what was to come next. Steve’s gaze lingered on your lips before he tilted his head downwards, placing a hand on the small of your back and pulling you in for a kiss.

His lips met your own so softly, so gently that you swore that you were dreaming for a split second, and you let out a sigh as your arms slid around his waist and tightened their grip around him.

“In case I haven’t made it obvious enough, either,” he hummed, “I’m in love with you too.”

You felt heat rise up your cheeks. “You weren’t supposed to read that!”

“Too bad,” he smirked, resting his chin on your head, “I read it already, three times. You bet I’ll be keeping this for myself.”

“I hate you so much.”

“That’s not what the letter says.”

“I hate you.”

“You love me.”

“No I don’t.”

“Yes, you do.”

“Fine! I love you.”

Steve laughed lightly. “I love you too, Y/N.”

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